#wow he is soooo no place like home but what even is home coded

[bluegarners]

feeling mentally ill about dick grayson's concept of home.... like he literally can never go home

#obviously in my head of course like #wow he is soooo no place like home but what even is home coded #or like he knows what home is but it has so fundamentally changed from what he first recognized as home that its not the same thing #and like hes a home is the people you fill it with type person but also he loses people constantly so like does he have a home #does he even have a stable concept of it #like is home just a place he eats sleeps and lives in or does it carry any meaning beyond that at this point #anyway the wip writing is going sooooo well #dick grayson

[itstheesemilore]

15th Jan 2024

Watch thread for Good Trouble S5b:

(I still can't believe this is the final lap like 😣😣😣😣😣😣)

Ep 11:

- The Silas thing could've easily happened for real and it makes me realise how unsafe the Coterie is like there's no real security for the place and you can only secure your room but anyone could walk in and hang around in the bathroom or kitchen or any of their common areas like....

- Seeing the actress who's working with Luca in the kitchen makes me remember that she played Jojo on Home Economics and i reallyyyy wanted her to end up with Connor but now i'll never know because the show got cancelled 😣

- Kelly has done it again (negative) like whyyyy make things awkward omds

- Mariana's response def proved him right

- "Isaac is always blushing" 😭

- Not to be overly critical but why would you wear white on white to a date like......even if they were going to an upscale restaurant, there's no worry about stains....?

- Malika and Isaac establishing rules of their dynamic is sooooo Tatbilb coded

- "What's THAT supposed to mean?" is such a charged question like i would've just acted frozen instead of attempting to answer at all

- Davia's hand brush off 🤣🤣🤣 and RIGHT

- Hmmmm i wonder if The Bear inspired them to do this Dennis/restaurant arc in a way

Ep 12:

- This intro was definitely inspired by The Bear (minus the zombies ofc)

- Evan still gives me butterflies especially because of the history he has with Mariana

- "I can't drop everything to help you again" oh wow....

- As much as it stings, i'm glad that Malika is learning how to handle failure

16th Jan 2024

Ep 12 Contd:

- Awwww they brought Raj back

- This negotiation scene really makes me wish this show had gotten a 6th season so that the dynamic of co-CEO/exes/friends could be navigated further like Evan and Mariana's history is getting deeper and richer and more layered and i really love it

- Not in the same office 😭 oh i'm definitely tuned into seeing what happens between them!

18th Jan 2024

Ep 13:

- Gael's new tenant is so fine and he reminds me of Will Poulter (and both of them need me!)

- "I don't eat lunch" oh Wow

- The lift thing would make me sensitive too like i get her

- Alice trying to be positive with the critique 😭

- Chai this talk between Gael and Davia is really how silly certain annoyances seem when you say them out loud like

- Love love love seeing Mariana and Evan with all this tension between them

- "What happened between us?" WHOAAA

- Even hearing the recap was complicated like My Goodness......they went through one million things together

- This amnesia thing actually works for Evans so that they can make him redeemable as a better person

- She should've texted discreetly!!!!!

- Jokes aside, it's embarrassing that Evan can't handle a little tension without trying to put distance immediately (and maybe i need to grow out of that too like whoa.....)

- Not them doing Rock, Paper, Scissors......they are not serious people

- I really like how that one moment of concern for his wellbeing melted some of the tension between them and i like the idea that you can fight with someone while trusting that they care about you and will be there for you if need be.

- I really don't trust the councilman like i hope Malika doesn't take the deal. She can stay back for Lucia's sake but she shouldn't give the impression that she's doing to get something from him because he'll definitely ask for a favour in return

- Awww i like the vulnerable convo Davia had with her but wow it takes courage to be that direct

- NOT THEY DID THE LIFT OHHH.....

- Serena is evil i fear

- I love love love what the turtle represents between them

- He's rememberinggggg <3!

- Also still thinking about the ER doctor like he still needs me (platonically)

25th Jan 2024

Ep 14:

- The intro scene is soooo camp like this is REAL tv

- Joaquin putting away the cereal makes me wonder how they keep track of food in general like who buys cereal and milk? Are they generally for everyone or each person has their own? Do they buy cooking ingredients separately as well?

- Look at this tiny baby in his hands 🥺😣🥺 ohhhhhh i love the doctor icl

- "Twist. He's got a girl and it's not you." GASPPPP OH MY? 😭

- 3 sisters and 4 brothers like WHAT???

- This soft lighting and dreamy background music is giving romcom

- The way people feel about Claire being an obstacle to Sydcarmy is a bit like how i feel about Riley like let's get to the real love interest - Ladle!

- This Black waitress with the blonde braids looks soooo pretty omds

- These little intimate touches are soooo good like the hand on the knee and the shoulder push ‼️

- Davia's castmate is messy like even if it was true, why would you discuss that with someone? And in public too???

- The doorknob print wasn't a good idea in the first place because multiple people have touched the knob since that day and also Silas is definitely smart enough to wear gloves and keep his prints hidden!

- Ladle watching from the kitchen window is hilarious LIKEEEE 😭 babes it's a wrap

- "I wasn't the one who cheated. I was an accomplice, which isn't great but it's not the same thing." Oh....

- Dennis and Davia's fight was fun to watch especially the way it ended

- Awwww Callie's (text) cameo 😣

- I had the feeling that Jenna went back ☹️

13th February 2024:

Ep 15:

- Kelly is so messy for hiring Angelica omds

- Ladle giving him relationship advice is sooo 😭

- "Oh, Evan needs me" "Evan doesn't need me" AHHHH 🤣

- Malika having two love interests ohhh she's taking it fr

- I need to watch Casablanca like i'm so intrigued after watching this

- Kelly's reveal 😒.....they need to boo her off the stage 😾

Ep 16:

- AHHHHH CALLIE'S CAMEO

- Oh and she has bangs too like WHOAAA

- I've missed Callie so much like it really hasn't been the same since she left

- I love Malika's hairstyle in this scene - it's like she braided her locs into all back sections and then wrapped up the ends in two buns at the base of her neck

- See the way Callie mentioned all those charges quickly like that's a real lawyer!

- Off topic but i love her suit so much

- "I need you to be safe" WORLD STOP

- The height difference shocks me everytime like i really planned this fr

- The way Malika & Mariana are living parallel storylines of carrying someone's burdens on their backs. I know it's not always intentional but this is how men usurp the energy out of women in their lives by letting them carry and carry and carry all these emotional weights until they have nothing left to give inside.

- I love the entrance but how on earth can Callie afford this jeep service 😭 (no shade ofc)

- The way they've allowed Joaquin's storyline to absorb Mariana's life like my goodness......what happened to our sister to tech???

24th February 2024:

Ep 17:

- AHHH MOTHERS SIGHTED <3

- I feel sad that the show is ending with this season because i would've liked to see the storyline about the doctor go on for longer!

- Why does everything have to a Public Service Announcement like just read the review when you're alone 😭

- Everytime the Moms come on the show, it makes me want to watch The Fosters.

- This doctor always has his philosophy hat on like i love him

- "Shea Coulee is an icon"

- Not the exact order with his mom word for word ohhhhh i know she's more annoyed with Jamie now 🤣

- No but the similarity between Callie and his mum is sooooo.....

- "You did not misread the vibe" OHHHHHHHHHHHHH HELLLLOOOOOO

- I love this doctor so much it's unreal like i need this exact situation with a doctor guy to happen to me word for word

- Ambushing him at his mum's funeral is VERY out of line even if they're doing it for a good reason

5th March 2024

Ep 18:

- Callie is so pretty like that's cousin!

- "You don't like ramen" the way that one statement rolled out the tension of their history/past/emotional rollercoaster oh wow

- "Torn between the two of them" one of them has been in love with her for years and quite literally took a bullet for you and the other one is a co-tenant that has bonded with her over the course of adrenaline-inducing adventures like i think it's not really a torn situation i fear....

- I'm acc a bit displeased that the show tried to force this love triangle thing when Evan and Mariana have multiple seasons of history & love & hurt & complex feelings like Joaquin is just not able to evoke that level of emotion in her imo

- I loveeee Evan i'm sorry like he's literally the love of my life and i want to hear his little facts at every party forever

- The premise of the Coterie is so revolutionary because look at how Luca's life has been impacted since he moved in, especially for Callie's help with his green card.

- Awwwww Bailee Madison's cameo (i have no idea who she was on The Fosters 🧍🏾‍♀️)

- Awwwww so Jamie met Callie at the brother's engagement party 🥺 maybe i do need to watch The Fosters

- Awwwwww they displayed an old picture of the kids and Noah C is there 🥺

- Not the Pretty Woman box closing reference 🤣

Ep 19:

- Saying "it's not very sexy" about an app is very out of character for Evan like who wrote that....

- I love the tension that a little bickering can bring into the room 🤭

- This fake musical actually sounds good like maybe they need to make this a real thing actually....

- "I don't think he's ever gonna remember the man that he was" why did my heart just drop to my stomach......endgame is looking very rocky ☹️

- Mariana needs to be more careful omds like why show your face at a search on his property!!!

- Also there's a high chance that Silas has an inside informant who already warned him ahead OR he has exhumed the body already

- Also getting a bit worried about how the show will wrap up its 3 million storylines by the next episode.

- OH MYYY? That flashback was shocking even to me like Evan and Mariana looked so much younger oh wow

- Riley is human so i can't fault her for wanting that openness from him but she needs to remind herself of where Luca is coming from. Like a year ago, he didn't even have a job, home or friends like he's literally rebuilding his life and his person one day at a time.

- The Coterie is an odd place because imagine coming home from a long work day and wanting to just sit in the dining area and eat a meal and now suddenly you pass someone breaking down in tears in the hallway like......

- I KNOW THAT INTRO MELODY OHHHHHHH they're playing Aly & AJ!!!!!

- The parallel of Evan gaining back his memories with Mariana vs her sleeping with Joaquin at the very same time......network tv can be so insidious 😭

11th March 2024

Ep 20:

- What does she mean by "I'm ready to move on?" 🤔🤨

- "Kowtowing to a bunch of elites" loooool this doctor needs to wake up to the REAL world like creative circles tend to be about making connections in order to get opportunities like

- "Jay, you've known me 5 minutes. How could you really know who i am?" OH wow.

- "So, was Riley in class today?" Sister just ask the real question 😭

- Davia: "Two years is a long time"

Dennis: "Not in the scheme of our whole lives together" ohhhhhh he ate this likeeeee come on!

- Mariana is not even considering her professional life like imagine if the news breaks that the co-CEO of Speckulate is running around and trespassing on people's property like....

- 15 minutes left and still no endgame confirmed like i feel very uneasy

- I don't like the way finales always pack a million shocks at once like it's a surprise every minute my goodness like what do you mean they're selling The Coterie ☹️😔

- "They ended up cancelling the sitcom. They just pulled the plug. It's a brutal business" FREEFORM CATCH IT 🤣🤣🤣

- Ohhhhhh Ladle is his girl now 🥺

- Callie acting as Update Central for this last dinner 😭

- Danfo driver mention okay i guess....

- Kelly's mullet is superb like wow

- AHHHHHHHHH WE WONNNNN

- Got my endgame against all odds 🤣🤣🙏🏾‼️

- Awww the little look that Callie gave Joaquin was heartwarming 🫂 i hope he finds his own love eventually

- The final scene....the montage....everyone leaving gradually.....i feel emotionally wrecked.

- I cannot believe this is over. This show has seen me through some of the most life-changing years I have had and it gave me laughter and joy and a (virtual) family and i will miss it so much. I'll also miss livetweeting about it but i'll really miss this group dynamic because the concept of being an adult and living with a bunch of friends like this.....it feels like a dream. I'm glad I got to experience that dream through this show.

[not-close-to-straight]

Lost and Found (Seven)

Soooo this Chapter only did like, one of the things it was supposed to and everything else just sort of happened and I got tired of arguing with it to make it behave so here, have a Chapter Seven that is only slightly like the one I outlined. 

I made myself cry with this first part, so Tissue Warning! 

MASTERLIST HERE

****************

37% 

“JARVIS?” 

“The constant tests you’ve been running with the new suit have taken a toll, sir. My original algorithm assumed you would be resting more days than not, as one should when faced with the possibly of an upcoming expiration date but with your continued activity, my projections have been rendered obsolete.”

“Okay.” Tony squeezed at the blood toxicity monitor until the casing edges cut into his palm. “Newest estimations?” 

“Given your rate of use with the reactor and the new, more powerful prototype, my previous count of three months with minimal usage will need to be dialed back to little more than eight weeks, sir.” 

“Okay.” He said again, almost neutrally as if he wasn’t discussing an expiration date with his AI. “Okay, little more than eight weeks. So all the tests I ran in the War Machine prototype over the last few days cost me what, seven days?” 

“Eleven days, actually.” 

“Okay.” Tony said a third time, mostly because he didn’t know what else to say. “That's-- thanks, J.” 

The tests were necessary, they really were. Coding Rhodey’s suit ahead of time was important because Tony was running out of time. The Senate was definitely going to order him to turn over the tech, and even if they didn’t, the suits would definitely be confiscated by the Department of Defense at some point whether Tony was around or not. The least he could do was make sure armor could only be used by one man, that the technology inside was coded to the one person Tony knew wouldn’t make a mockery or a weapon out of what was supposed to be a shield. 

Right after Obadiah, Rhodey had been so purposefully casually about eyeballing the still unfinished silver suit and commenting, “You should come up with a name for your tech, Tony. Calling it ‘the suit’ doesn’t seem like enough. I’d call it...War Machine or something.” 

War Machine and Tony had etched the name in tiny letters along the jawline of the helmet so when Rhodey suited up for the first time, he’d hopefully remember that throw away comment and laugh a little bit. 

War Machine and it was fine tuned to the point of near impossible maneuvers, filled to the brim with every prototype weapon Tony had designed for his own suit and a few more that were meant for something a little more hulking, a little more heavy duty. An individual arc reactor placed within the molded chest would power the suit for ever with the added benefit of not poisoning the wearer and--

--and Tony’s hands shook when he unscrewed the cap on a green smoothie. 

37%. 

“How is the uh--” the first drink was always brutal, and Tony had to put his head down and suck in a deep breath to get over the taste. “--how is the suitcase suit coming? We need a better name for that, don’t we?” 

“Perhaps we can call it a football, sir.” 

“Right.” Tony nodded a few times. “Carry it in a briefcase just like all the nuke launch codes. That will definitely reinforce the Senate’s thought of my suit being a weapon of mass destruction. Great idea.” 

“Your mockery wounds me.” 

“No, I was serious.” Tony laughed up at the petulant AI. “We’ll call it a football. Make Happy practice playing catch with it. Uhhhh okay. Football. How is it coming?” 

“Nearly completed.” 

“Good. I need an option beyond hauling the full suit everywhere, and so will Rhodey. Have we started construction on the individual gauntlets yet? I’m thinking something that comes out of my watch.” 

“It will have to be near nano technology to accomplish that, but we can try.” 

“Let’s try. I’d like the football ready before Monaco, I need to take it for a test drive somewhere outside of Dum-E’s fire extinguisher range.” Tony glanced over at the impressive dent in the lab ceiling that had been one of his very first test runs. “Also some place where if the repulsors come online too soon, I can hit the atmosphere and not the ceiling.” 

“Of course sir. Hurtling off into unknown and uncharted space would always be the preferred option before bouncing off support beams and landing on priceless car collections.” 

“You know me too well, J.” Tony leaned back in the chair and blew out a deep breath. “Show me the night sky. Stars above Manhattan, maybe. What I’d be looking at if I actually had the time to build that tower.” 

“Does this mean you’ve decided to scrap the plans for Stark Tower?” The space above Tony’s head lit holographic blue then settled into a starry night, the correct constellations and moon placement for the Manhattan sky projected against the ceiling. 

“I won’t have a chance to even get the blueprints approved.” Tony stared up at the stars, sipping idly from his smoothie. “No sense doing that when I won’t be around to see the ground breaking ceremony.” 

“Sir, if I may--” 

“Maybe blasting off into the atmosphere wouldn’t be such a bad way to go.” Tony interrupted. “I’ve always wanted to see space, maybe I’ll get lucky and the new suit will tear a hole in the sky and show me what’s beyond, what’s waiting out there.” 

And softer, “It’d be a good way to go, don’t you think? Space?” 

The artificial star light reflected off the tears gathering in Tony’s eyes and he tried to blink them away. “Would be nice to skip the poisoning and the hospice care and the heart failure and everyone crying, you know. Higher, faster, further like our friend Carol used to say. She did it, she just went right up there into the sky higher, faster further and she never came back down again. Fuckin’ wild.” 

Another sip. “My repulsors are better than the prototype light speed engine was, a little bit of torque and we could break the sound barrier ten times over and then some. I could take the suit up until the thrusters give out and then we could just float up there in the stars. Fall asleep and drift away.” 

JARVIS was quiet and Tony put a heart to his chest as it squeezed around a too choppy breath. “Would be nice to just fall asleep, J. It’d be nice to finally get some rest.” 

The stars above Manhattan moved too slowly to notice, but Tony sat and watched them anyway, alone in the semi dark lab for close to an hour before his watch pinged that it was time to get on the plane towards New York. 

“Save this for me.” Tony reached out and touched one of the tiny specks of lights, his fingers passing through the hologram. “Save it so I can look at it again, okay?” 

“Of course, sir.” 

“Thank you.” Tony gathered up a few things for his pockets then ran a hand through his hair and grimaced. If he was going to go on what was sort of a first date with an amnesiac former soldier, he should probably wash some of the depression off first. “I’m off to the Expo, J. Wish me luck.” 

“Good luck.” JARVIS said automatically, and then, “Please come home again, sir. I wish you all the rest in the world, but I’d rather it be here than drifting off in the stars.” 

Tony’s smile up at the ceiling was wobbly and a little sad. 

“Good night, J.” 

**************

**************

The Stark jet cut the nearly five hour flight from Malibu to New York down to little more than two hours, and Tony spent most of it sitting next to Pepper going through notes for his speech, additional paperwork for the company and what looked like several minutes of nothing but Tony teasing the formidable redhead and Pepper giving it all right back and then some if Tony’s faux wounded expressions were anything to go by. 

They were laughing and a few times Tony reached to hold Pepper’s hand, winding their fingers together and kissing her knuckles while Pepper just rolled her eyes at whatever he said. They were clearly best friends, clearly in sync after what James had found out was over a decade of working together and it was honestly remarkable to see.

More than once Tony finished Pepper's sentences, at least twice she took a bite of her food and then handed him the fork to take a bite of his own. Tony reached to touch the reactor beneath his shirt and Pepper brushed his hands away, she fiddled with the top button of her suit and Tony suggested showing more cleavage if she didn't like being so buttoned up and Pepper only sighed.

A very very quiet part of the soldier felt a twinge of jealousy whenever Pepper would get a full laugh out of Tony, but he pushed it away every time. Jealousy over such a close friendship was ridiculous and unnecessary and the sort of thing that made James's throat taste bitter. He didn't remember past relationships, didn't know if he'd ever been in love but he remembered being jealous when other people could be open with their love and their desires and he had to hide.

Why he had hid, James wasn't really sure. But he remembered the jealousy twisting his stomach and the unfairness of it all making his chest too tight and he didn't want to feel that way ever when he looked at Tony and Pepper.

So James pushed it away and looked out the window instead, watched the clouds race by beneath the jet as it tore through the sky towards New York and when Tony finally finished up with Pepper and came to sit in the chair across from him, James looked up with a ready smile.

“Hey. All done working?”

“At least for right now. Plane rides are supposed to be relaxing, not about crunching numbers or ignoring the person I'm set to spend the evening with.” Tony stretched out in the chair and loosened his tie as he looked James over, lingering over the stretch of the red sweater over James's frankly ridiculous shoulders. Wow. “You--” seriously, wow. “-- you look great.”

“Duds this nice will make any fella look great.” James's heart flip flopped a little when Tony kept looking, and he touched at his empty left sleeve self consciously. “Sure was nice of the store people to send over one of those fancy pins for this side. I just cut the sleeves off all my other shirts.”

“You'll be two thumbs up in no time, so please don't hack at your new clothes.” Tony nudged his foot against James. “You'll need both sleeves eventually.”

James grinned and slid his foot further alongside Tony's shoe. “Sure thing, Tony.”

“You know,” Tony cocked his head and tried to pretend like playing footsy wasn't making him blush. He was over forty years old, damn it. “When you're relaxed you sound like you're from New York but like, New York from the movies. Saturday Night Fever, Bronx Tale, West Side Story. That style.”

“Oh yeah?” James raised his eyebrows. “What does that mean?”

“It means--” Tony started to say something about smooth accents and flirty one-liners, about pretty boys with greasy hair and leather jackets and slick dance moves, but changed his mind because it was a little embarrassing to admit his short lived musical obsession had basically shaped his wet dreams for a good five years. 

“It means you sort of sound old fashioned. Not in uh-- not in a bad way. My Auntie Peggy was around in the forties and whenever she tells war stories she copies how the boys talked back then and you remind me of it a little bit.”

James still looked confused and Tony waved him off with a self conscious laugh. “Never mind. It doesn't matter. Ignore all that and focus on not cutting up your sweater, yeah? I like the red on you.”

“That's why I picked it out.” James answered honestly, and Tony's dark eyes sparked in interest. “Knew you liked the red and figured if you were gonna dress up, maybe I should dress up a little too?”

“I don't know if I'm necessarily dressed up.” Tony picked at the hem of his suit jacket. “The monkey suit is standard outfit for CEO's of multi billion dollar--”

“Former CEO, darling!” Pepper called and Tony grinned, “ --former CEO's of multi billion dollar companies. I wouldn't be wearing this at all if I thought Pep would let me wear my sneakers and ACDC shirt. Only upside of this thing is that I can spill cotton candy on my shirt all day and then button the jacket and no one would know any better.”

“Cotton candy?” Oh James remembered that, he knew he did. Overly sweet and pastel colored, sugar-grit teeth and sticky fingers. Eating a big piece of it and then passing some over to St—to St--

--migraine. Instant and blinding--

--passing it over to someone who would get sick after eating only a few bites, so James would toss it in the trash and pretend to have a stomach ache too so they wouldn't feel bad.

Shit his head hurt, but James got a glimpse of dark blue eyes and a stubborn smile before the memory faded away to nothing, and when he opened his eyes again Tony was watching him closely.

“Where'd you go?” Tony asked quietly, and James whispered just as quietly, “I don't... don't really know. You said cotton candy and I got a flash of something... I dunno.”

“Things are coming back to you?”

“I'm not sure.” James leaned forward in the seat and pushed his hand into his hair, groaning under his breath as the migraine throbbed at his temples. “Just bits and pieces is all.”

“Makes sense.” Tony reached to touch James's shoulder but stopped himself at the last second. “I mean, you getting flashes of memories right now. I'm not exactly stable but this is probably the most stable you've been in a while?”

“At least a year.”

“Right.” Again, Tony reached out to try and touch and comfort, and again he let his hand drop away. James hadn't wanted to be touched right away the last time he'd had a hard time, he probably didn't want it now. “Repressed memories have a nasty habit of showing up right when we think we're moving on, life gets low stress and suddenly our dreams get stressful. It happens.”

“Yeah? You real familiar with it?” James tried to slow his breathing down, purposefully inhaling and then forcefully exhaling until the extra oxygen erased the sparks behind his eyes. “Why's that?”

“I'm the king of repressing--”

“Christ, my head hurts. Tony, will you c'mere and sit by me?”

“--memories.” Tony waved at one of the stewardesses and tapped at his own temple so she would bring him some headache medication, then slid out of his own seat and into the one next to James, rotating so their knees touched. “Better?”

“Thank you.” James's fingers tightened in his hair. “Why are you the king of repressing memories?”

“A whole list of reasons that would only make your headache worse.” Tony hesitated, hesitated, hesitated, then finally tried to untangle James's fingers, loosening the digits one by one until James relented and relaxed, clasping Tony's hand warm in his own. “...better?”

“Thank you.” James said again, instantly feeling better now that he was holding tight to Tony instead of pulling at his own hair, the migraine easing as he quit chasing the thought about cotton candy and forced himself back to the moment. “Sorry. Trying to force the memories--”

“--gives you a headache.” Tony finished and James smiled the tiniest bit cos Tony was completing his sentences just like Pepper did. “Yeah been there, done that.”

“Don't wanna ruin tonight by having a headache.” James muttered apologetically. “Sorry, Tony.”

“Tonight hasn't even started.” Tony waved the apology off, squeezed at James's hand and then let go. “Don't worry about it. We'll both have headaches by the time we get through the noise and crowds at the Expo, it's fine.”

“Okay.” James sort of hated that Tony had let go of his hand, but he didn't comment, only smoothed his hair back where it'd come free from the messy bun and cleared his throat. “How far out are we?”

“About an hour.” Tony didn't go back to his own chair, and James nudged at his knee gratefully. “How much news do you watch, James?”

“Um.” James blinked, thrown by the abrupt topic change. “None?”

“None.” Tony repeated. “At all?”

“Don't watch TV unless you're making me watch some god-awful movie.” James admitted and Tony's smile flashed quick and pleased. “Why?”

“I've been on the news a lot lately.” Tony hedged. “Just uh-- just curious if you'd seen anything I needed to explain or apologize for maybe?”

“Apologize?”

“Like if you learned about my weird sunglasses collection or that I eat everything with a three tined fork instead of a four tined like a normal person.” Tony suggested, and James's shoulders shook with quiet laughter. “The press knows a lot about me and you don't really know much about me so...”

He let the sentence trail off, watching closely for anything like recognition on James's face. The downside of a migraine of course, was that it hurt to even breathe. The upside of a migraine was that it was impossible to hide even the smallest reactions when your head felt like it might explode and Tony didn't really want to use it as a way to get a glimpse at James's thoughts, but he did it anyway because he wanted to know.

Truth be told, Tony was starting to wonder just how long he could keep Iron Man quiet from James before it slid from 'need to know basis' towards 'you were lying to me' accusations. If James hadn't figured out that Tony was the same Tony Stark that was also Iron Man, Tony didn't really want to say anything. But if James had figured it out and was just staying quiet for privacy's sake... well Tony didn't want to let it go too long just in case the soldier started to think Tony was leaving him out of things.

So Tony asked again, “Heard anything about me lately?”

“Everything I want to know about you I learn when we're together like this.” James answered, and with a smile that had no business being both shy and almost unbearably hopeful, “And I like all of it so far.”

Tony flushed a surprised pink, and up near the front of the plane, Pepper just rolled her eyes when she caught it.

Idiot boys practically in love.

Sheesh.

***************

***************

“I've had a lot of people ask me where the dancers are this time around.” Tony stood up on stage in front of the thousands of people who had come to the Expo tonight, alone except for the old fashioned microphone he held in one hand. “I know, I know, you were hoping for more explosions, more fireworks, definitely some more bikinis and high kicks, right?”

The crowd tittered in agreement and Tony's mouth ticked up in a quick smile. “Yeah, we all love that, we all love science when it’s accompanied by pretty girls and loud music. Here's the thing about science though. Science isn't always big leap forward in technology, it's not always flashy designs and world changing breakthroughs and Nobel prizes. Most of the time science is quiet.”

Appropriately, Tony paused for a breath and the audience held theirs in anticipation.

“Most of the time science is still.” he said even softer, and the crowd edged forward with wide eyes, sure that this was all just build up to something incredible. “Most of the time science is one little adjustment that somehow changes life as we know it and maybe not even as we know it, but changes life as one person knows it and sometimes, that's enough.”

Tony held up the microphone and the cameras zoomed in on it. “This is the same microphone my Dad used at the World's Fair Expo back in World War II. Well--” another one of those quick smiles. “--it's not exactly the same microphone, but it's an exact working replica with exactly the sort of tech upgrades you would expect from Stark Industries. Why does that matter, though? Why do any of you care about me getting weirdly sentimental about a copy of a microphone my Dad once spit all over?”

The audience laughed again and Tony swallowed past the lump in his throat. “It matters because it's only in looking to the past that we find answers for our future. What were once ground breaking theories are today the building blocks our of standard operations. All the pieces that make up my next generation Stark phone started out in something as simple as this mic right here.”

Tony held up the microphone again. “Seventy years ago, my dad stood on a stage just like this one and bragged about a flying car that only got a few inches off the ground. What he considered a spectacular failure was actually the inspiration for my Stark repulsor engines that will revolutionize the fuel industry and put an end to oil spills and dumps in the most fragile parts of our eco systems.”

“The past teaches us how to move forward, what steps to avoid and which leaps to take and we can't forget that. That's why I re-started the Expo-- learning from looking back before we move forward and that's what science is about.”

A smattering of applause and Tony waited until it died down. “Science isn't always flashy.” He said again. “Most of the time it's quiet. But even the quiet discoveries matter, whether they become something that changes the world later on, or never do anything more significant than what this microphone does right here--”

Tony paused, smiled, “--connects us to people we love.”

The lights dimmed and Tony set the modified microphone down on the stage, pressed a few buttons and stepped away as it split into pieces and assembled itself into something of a tripod. The microphone-turned-robot rotated its speaker to face the audience, a separate projector unhinged from the back and--

--”Hey Ma.” A young soldier clearly somewhere sandy, waving at the audience from the holographic screen the microphone had projected above the crowd. “I hope you're having a good time out there tonight, I love you and I miss you and I'll be home soon.”

“This message is for my brother!” Another soldier head to toe in combat gear, grinning into the camera. “Mr. Stark said he'd get you a ticket to the Expo tonight so I hope you showed up! This message is coming to you from way the fuck over in Sand Dune Country and I love you, but I'm glad you're home safe with my new niece-y instead of slogging through this mess with me. Be home soon!”

The messages kept rolling, and one by one different people in the audience burst into tear and cheers as they saw their deployed loved one up on the screen for a surprise message. It had taken months to coordinate-- sending out Stark phones to the soldiers to submit a video, getting tickets to their family and making sure they had a ride to the Expo and a place to stay-- months to coordinate, and Tony stood back behind the curtain of the stage and listened to them play as he looked down at the picture of him and the soldier in the convoy in Afghanistan.

Despite Tony's only half serious warning to the soldier back then, the picture had been promptly posted on social media and now Tony was grateful for it. Three minutes after the picture had been taken the convoy had been attacked and all those young people-- all those kids had been lost.

“Hey Mom, Dad. Sorry I missed your anniversary but I'll be back for Christmas and will make it up in hugs then!”

Tony closed his phone and cleared his throat as the audience burst into shouts when a local boy from Flushing popped up on the screen with his message. Speech was done, crowd was appropriately wowed and now he had a sort of date with James to get back to.

It wasn’t the time to get maudlin and teary, not tonight.

“Tony.” Pepper looked immensely proud, and Tony tore his eyes away from the almost blinding smile on James's face to accept a kiss from her. “Well done. I really thought you were going to bring out the dancers again, and I'm so glad you didn't.”

“It pains me to admit that no science has been accomplished when booty shorts and high heels were in the general vicinity.” Tony said faux seriously. “The dancers were a necessary sacrifice for the moment.”

“Well I appreciate it.” Pepper chuckled and kissed him one more time. “I have to network since apparently everyone wants to talk to the new CEO--”

“--and I have cotton candy to buy and experiment booths to check out.” Tony finished, cutting Pepper off before she could suggest he go along with her. “Toodle-oo and all that. Have fun.”

The moment Pepper disappeared into the crowd, Tony turned back to James, hands in his pockets and rocking back on his heels as he asked, “So. How did I do? Can I color you impressed?”

“You can color me whatever you want, Tony.” James grinned and Tony barked a surprised laugh at the blatant flirting. “Was a good speech, but I think it’s the first time I’ve ever heard you really talk about your dad. Were you and him close?”

“Not even a little bit.” Tony shook his head, then motioned for James to follow him to the outer paths of the Expo so they could walk the perimeter where it was a little quieter. “He was always busy working and I was always busy being as obnoxious as possible. He and Ma were gone before I was old enough to realize what I was missing out on so--” Tony shrugged like the memory of that last night with his parents still didn't hurt like a knife in his heart. “--anyway. This whole Expo was his idea, he brought it back in the seventies, always wanted to do it again so I thought now was as good a time as any.”

“Huh.” James looked down at where their hands were nearly touching as they walked, wondering if he could just grab Tony's hand and hold it for a little bit, wondering if that was okay outside of either of them having a panic attack.“You said something about a flying car?”

“Back in the forties, my Dad wanted to show off this flying car idea, so he brought it to the Worlds Fair.” Tony flashed a peace sign at a girl when she squealed and pointed at him in excitement. “Howard's always considered it his great embarrassment, to have created something that failed in the public eye but you know-- it's been seventy something years and we still haven't gotten any closer to flying cars? Even his failure was a good century ahead of it's time.”

“Your Dad's name was Howard? Howard Stark?” That sounded familiar in some empty aching way, but James forgot about it when he stopped in front of what looked like an old timey war advertisement for the draft, pictures in black and white of soldiers marching off in neat lines. It made his head hurt the same way memories always did and he blinked at the display a few times. “What's this?”

“Traditionally the World's Fair and Expo were events to drum up that All American spirit.” Tony tapped the vintage posters and mocked one of the old radio voices, “Look at how great our country is doing with these advancements! Look how much money we have to put this show on! Don't you feel patriotic? Don't wait for the draft, real American men sign up willingly for their country!”

“People could sign up for the army right here at the fair.” Ouch that drummed at the back of James's mind, and when he caught a flash of shaggy blonde hair out of the corner of his eye, the drumming got worse. “They did that?”

“All the time.” Tony scoffed like he couldn't believe it. “Just boys too, kids really. Came for the party, left for the cause. Mind boggling. We don't do that here, no way. I'd never ask people to show up for cotton candy and then hope they join the war effort, that's nuts. But they did back in the day and the boys that went off to war-- “

He sighed out loud. “Well you know. They don't always come back whole. So this is a nice reference to days gone by, little bit of nostalgia, a way to remember them I guess. Besides, America's greatest hero signed up for the war effort at one of these things, it would be a shame to just ignore it I think.”

“Huh.” James didn't want another headache like the one he'd had on the plane so he stepped away from the Army display and towards a cotton candy vendor. “Time for sweets?”

“Oh, it is always time for sweets.”

*******************

*******************

It was easy to get lost in the Expo, easy and more fun than either man had had in ages wandering from booth to booth and taking the circular paths between the connected sections to sample all the different foods, resting on the grass and beneath the planted trees when their feet got tired, browsing through the vendors shops and trying their hand at any scientific demonstration that took volunteers.

James was fascinated by everything from the wireless electronics to the slime that exploded all over them when he added too much of whatever was in the purple beaker. The soldier laughed until he nearly choked seeing Tony with neon green slime in his perfectly combed hair, and was still laughing when Tony dragged him to a demonstration that had a ball and a fancy light and zapped James with enough electricity to make his scruff stand right up on his chin.

“I love roller coasters!” James announced at one point because somehow he knew that was true but Tony begged off the ride with a hand over his arc reactor an apologetic smile so instead they climbed into one of the rowboats at the man made lake and rowed across it to see all the different water experiments-- artificial plant life that would help sustain life in otherwise barren bodies of water, hybrid fish that grew bigger than their predecessors but took less time to mature for a faster food source, personal purification processes that only needed a mild current to activate the device and provide clean drinking water.

After the lake was a sphere that simulated life on a distant planet and James took one look at it and shook his head, digging his feet in figuratively and literally as Tony tugged at his arm and pleaded, “Don't you want to know what it would be like to live on Mars!?” and retorting, “Tony, m'still trying to figure out Earth!”

A display that required goggles and gloves as scientists replicated the creation of new elements, some that synthesized with nothing more than a quiet hiss, some that exploded loud enough to make James grab Tony and turn around, trying to shield the smaller brunette with his body. Tony laughed at him then, laughed and then checked that James was okay and not triggered by it, laughed and then blushed a little when James's arm lingered at his waist just a second longer than necessary.

“Elements are the building blocks of the universe.” James read on a sign after reluctantly letting Tony go. “So this is what everything is made of.”

“Everything.” Tony confirmed.

“So how do they make new ones?”

“Apparently with a bang.” Tony said wryly and James grinned sheepishly. 

“Have you made one in that fancy lab?”

“I've never even tried.” Tony admitted after a minute of thought. “I sort of remember Dad talking about making a new one ages ago, he had designs and diagrams for it but I must have only been eight or nine, I barely remember it. I bet his notes are around somewhere in all the boxes Pepper won't let me throw away.”

“Why haven't you tried?” James looked back at the display when another element went bang! and someone else screamed. “Bet you're smart enough to do it.”

“I'm smart enough.” Tony agreed, wrinkling his nose into a smile when James huffed at him teasingly. “But I've been busy, got all these other projects going on and all of them seem more important than creating new building blocks for the universe. That's like designing a new Lego. It's great and all, but who cares? There’s enough of them out there, why do we need another?” 

“Lego.” James repeated. “What--”

“I've got millions of them in storage at Malibu, we'll pull them out one day and I'll show you why I hold the MIT record for fastest recorded time building an entire Death Star model.”

“Half those words don't mean anything to me, Tony.” James admitted, tone just a little clipped in frustration. “Sorry.”

“You don't have to apologize for what you're missing.” Tony waved him off and James pointed out, “Happy said that exact same thing to me.”

“He's said the exact same thing to me many times.” They passed a knife display, and Tony pointed one out to James that was somehow even fancier than the one in the store had been. “Except when I black out drunk, then he yells at me for what I miss. He's right to do it, too. How about that knife? You like that one?” 

“Too pretty to kill someone with.” James said bluntly, and when Tony's jaw dropped open in shock, he apologized, “Ah hell, sorry. Dunno why I said that.”

“Christ you're intense.” Tony only laughed though, and pushed James on from the display. “Maybe we don't say things like that in the middle of a crowd. Maybe we just get some more cotton candy.”

“Probably a good idea.” James felt foolish for blurting out the killing thing, foolish and embarrassed as hell but it was so easy to speak his thoughts around Tony, that one had just... slipped out. 

Usually James thought about what he wanted to say, turned it over in his mind until he felt like it sounded normal, weighed his words and modulated his tone and then spoke, but he didn't have to do that with Tony. He didn't even have to pretend to be okay around Tony, he could just be James and all the broken pieces and panic attacks and saying the wrong thing at the wrong time and then maybe sometimes saying the wrong thing at the right time cos Tony would smile up at him sort of like he was doing right now--

--oh shit, he hadn't been listening.

“Lost you for a minute.” Tony never said it like he was judging James, only ever like he knew what it was like to get lost in his head and maybe be a little afraid of never finding his way out again. “Where'd you go?”

“Was thinkin' bout ya.” The words slipped out soft and a little lyrical, the voice in James's head that Tony said sounded Brooklyn speaking up enough to be smooth and charming. “How it's um-- how it's so easy to be with you.”

“Yeah, I'm a real catch.” Tony sassed immediately, but his smile was just for James when he continued, “You're easy to be around too. Not what I expected when I invaded your booth at the diner for the sake of awkward conversation and what definitely sounded like a proposition.”

“Were you propositionin' me, sugar?” James asked, low and coaxing and surprising because he hadn't meant to call Tony sugar, hadn't meant to turn the conversation this way but now Tony was staring up at him with stars in his eyes and sort of leaning forward and hell, James didn't remember much of anything at all but he knew what this moment meant so he leaned forward too and--

“Oh Jesus, not right here.” Tony jerked back a step, both hands up and expression going guarded even as he tried to laugh the moment off. “No, um-- no. That's not--”

Shit. “Shit, sorry.” James backed up too, face flaming and heart clenching in his chest. “Sorry, Tony I just thought-- I mean you were lookin' at me like that and I thought you wanted--”

“No, you don't have to say sorry, that's not your fault, I should have--” Tony looked like he was sort of panicking, a hand at his chest and another held up so James wouldn't get closer. “Damn it. This-- this just got really awkward.”

“Tony, I'm sorry.”

“Nope. My fault for making you think--” Tony's throat jerked as he swallowed.  Hello insecurities from twenty fives years in the closet. “-- it's fine, James. It's fine. Let's just keep walking. There's still a lot to see and I want you to see it all so let's just--” another hard swallow. “Let's just keep walking.”

“Um. Sure.” James fell back into step next to Tony, and after a minute the brunette started talking again, chattering about whatever they were passing, telling a story about something he and Rhodey did one time or another, and after another few minutes James relaxed enough to even laugh a little at the stories.

But the moment from before was gone, the easy smiles and the quick laughter, the way their hands had brushed once, twice, three times as they wandered the paths.

That moment was gone and James felt it's absence like a slap in the face.

He really couldn't trust his mind could he? Not even in this, not even when he was one hundred percent sure Tony had wanted a kiss.

Couldn't trust his mind even with things that should come natural, cos findin’ a fella and wanting to kiss him-- that should come real natural right?

....Right?

Christ, he was broken.

****************

****************

“Ms. Potts, you asked me to find as much information as possible on James?” Natalie found Pepper out on the balcony of the hotel room, overlooking the lights of the Expo in the adjoining field. “I'm afraid I wasn't able to find much.”

“Alright then.” Pepper was halfway through her first drink of the night, weary lines creased at the corner of her eyes. “Tell me what you found anyway.”

“The diner where Mr. Stark and James met was apparently an every day spot for James.” Natalie rattled off the information she'd learned in short, quick sentences. “Waitresses say he was polite but quiet. He glared at anyone who messed with them so they always let him stay longer than anyone else. They identified the shelter down the block as one where James slept, I spoke to the church folk who run the shelter and they said he was quiet and polite as well. Has no or little memories of anything past a year ago, has never showed any signs of violence or even a temper and they have no idea what happened to his arm beyond knowing he used to be a soldier.”

“Okay well.” Pepper pursed her lips and blew out a breath. “Anyone that would keep waitresses from being harassed and could survive a year in a shelter without losing their temper couldn't be all that bad. Why do you look so worried about him?”

“Not worried.” Natalie smoothed the anxious from her expression. The news about James was so opposite of who she knew 'James' was that it was giving her a headache, but she ignored it to smile at her employer. “Not worried at all, Ms. Potts. Simply wondering if we should add James to the insurance plan if he's going to spend time with Mr. Stark in the lab or even traveling with us.”

“Of course, that's an excellent idea, see that it gets done.”

“Yes, Ms. Potts. Will there be anything else?”

“Have you booked our flights to Monaco?” Pepper poured herself a second drink and picked up her phone to scroll through the dozens of congratulatory emails still rolling in from various shareholders and board members. “Add a seat for James, I think he will most likely be going along with Tony anywhere at this point.”

“Do you think...” Natalie hesitated. “Are they involved?”

“Would that offend you in any way, Natalie?” Pepper arched a graceful eyebrow towards her new assistant. “Because if so, you are welcome to tell me why and then to pack your things and leave immediately because I won't tolerate--”

“Ms. Potts.” Natalie held her hand up and shook her head. “I was simply wondering for reasons of hotel rooms. I am the last person to have any sort of issue with whether or not Mr. Stark prefers his dates as blessed as I am--” a pat at her chest and Pepper snorted a laugh. “--or as blessed as James is.”

Pepper laughed even harder, “Well then, by all means book us four rooms. Two adjoining for you and I, two adjoining for Tony and James. I'm not sure if they will share or not and to be honest, I'd rather not know. I like to think as CEO my days of knowing the status of Tony's bed partners are behind me.”

“Of course, Ms. Potts.” Natalie smiled. “Enjoy the rest of your evening.”

“'You too Natalie, thank you.”

Pepper went back to sipping at her drink and idly reading emails and when the exhaustion of the day finally caught up to her, she turned in for the night. Her calendar was so full these days and she was so tired and oh Lord, the sun would be up in just a few hours and she’d have to start another day all over again...

... ...

... ...

...On the other side of the world the sun was coming up, brilliant and beautiful over the skyline of Monaco and at the international airport, it was time for a shift change as the night workers called their goodbyes and switched spots with the early morning crew.  

The young man at the counter had only barely clocked in when the doors opened and a line of international passengers flooded the terminals. Checking passports was easy enough so long as the passengers had their papers in order, and he went through two dozen entries before any one passport caught his eye and tripped the computer's marker.

“Oh, this should just take a second to double check, sorry about that Mr.--” he paused when he saw the myriad of tattoos on the man, the bedraggled black and white hair, gold teeth glinting back at him. “Uh, is it Vanko? What um-- what brings you to Monaco?”

“I'm working at the Grand Prix.” came the gravelly answer, a smile that was somehow savage stretching the man's lips. “Hoping to catch up with an old friend.”

“Oh.” the computer okay'ed the passport, so the attendant handed it back quickly. “Well um-- welcome to Monaco. I hope you enjoy your stay.”

“I plan to.”

*****************

SAY SOMETHING ABOUT THE CHAPTER!

*****************

@quietgayguy @bluedreamdino @akimi-youngblood @blackstar1602 @dixiehellcat @travellover1245 @capnstarkey @the-awkward-teenaged-one @thanossucks @peteryoulittleshit @tony-and-steeeb @striving-artist @roe-sesandthorns @coolsidedpillow @i-am-worth-it-25 @firelightmystic @maligatorthealigator @simsccsol @a-tardis-in-221b @happyendingrequired @everygoodoneistaken11 @pootie-and-the-snoots @megahuffledor @xkissmeimirishx @crystalskrull @hazelbeatsturtle @wecollectnightmares @endrega23 @saganarojanaolt @the-crazy-house @ravynfyre @yomama-umbridge @lovely--tony @gayspacesprinkles @elliotkaingrey @warmachinesocks @glitternotgold73

@ships-galore @ceealaina @izziebladez @cwar1864 @hausoffro @tonystarkisanangel @multishippinglife @girlnic @iam93percentstardust @paranormalmoonlight5 @igotloki @moosette05 @wayward-student-philosopher @kaz-brekkers-gloves @atomicfandombomb @1fuckingshitup69 @agentlokii @livewire28 @tulipsnbigcats @kimstark @alex-stark-rogers @bibbarnes @heeeyitskay @goindownshipping @justaniche 

#ncts fics #winteriron #tony stark #bucky barnes #pepper potts #natasha romanov

[soapsilly]

The Saviors of the Galaxy - Guardians of the Galaxy Imagine

Pairings: Guardian x Reader; Platonic!Rocket x Platonic!Reader

Summary/Request:   Soooo I wanted to ask about a guardiens of the galaxy one. The reader tries to steal something from the ship and the guardiens catch her. They kind of adopt her into their team and the reader becomes really good friends with rocket and together they built all this crazy stuff and mock peter and so on.

And remember: Requests are open!

This one really took a lot longer than the other ones I feel like but it’s been a few busy weeks for me.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Shit!” The Guardians were awoken by loud cursing followed by the sounds of rattling metal. In just a matter of seconds the intruder was sourrounded by Gamora, Drax, Rocket and Peter Quill, every one of them with some type of weapon. 

“Who are you? What are you doing on our ship?”, Gamora asked firmly with her weapon aimed perfectly at the girl’s nose. 

“Who cares who she is? She shouldn’t be here!” Rocket shouted, excited to try out his newest invention.

“Wow. You’re the Saviors of the Galaxy. If I had known who’s ship I was robbing I would’ve brought my pen and paper”, the girl seemed genuinely surprised but not intimidated.

“Guardians. Were the Guardians of- nevermind. How did you not know what ship you were robbing? We’re superstars!” for the moment Peter didn’t care that the girl was trying to steal from his ship, how didn’t she know him?

“Well, do you know what spaceship Nova Prime flies privately?” she answered his question with another question. The girl wandered off, unbothered by the weapons that were still aimed at her, looking at the multitude of bits and pieces that littered the floor. 

“I mean who lives like that? This ship is a mess”, she murmured.

“Hello?! We’re still here!” Peter exclaimed, confused and a little irritated that the intruder was completely unbothered and insulting his home.

Gamora lowered her weapon, realizing that the girl didn’t care anyways. 

“Who are you and what were you looking for?” she asked her.

“My name is (Y/N) and I was trying to find something useful. Nothing in particular. Ravager ships usually have all kinds of interesting stuff on them. By the way no need for you to introduce yourselfs. I know you”, she explained.

“Here we have Gamora, of course. Then there is Drax the Destroyer, nice nipples”, she sent him a wink, “here’s Mantis, Rocket and Groot. And lastly Star-Prince”

“Lord!” Peter exclaimed. 

“Are you sure? Isn’t a prince kinda better than a lord? Why would you go for Star-Lord if you could go by Star-King even?”

Before Peter could start arguing with her more, Rocket interjected “I like that one, Quill. She’s got a point. Can we keep her?”

“Yes, I’m sensing a really positive aura from her”, Mantis agreed. 

“I am Groot”

“Indeed! She seems like a highly competent young lady”, Drax agreed.

And before Peter could argue with them, (Y/N) interrupted him “Alrighty then, we’re can I leave my stuff?”

*******************************************************************************************

It’s been a few weeks since (Y/N) joined the Guardians. She knew exactly how to interact with every single member, as all of them have a distinctive character. But she and Rocket hit it off immediately. They bonded over their love for tinkering and building new stuff - extra points if that stuff happens to be explosive. 

“Nonono, this doesn’t belong there. That goes over here!” Rocket groaned “what do you even know?”

“I know what I’m doing! Just trust me”, the girl shunned him. 

Rocket threw his hands up and watched her with no further interruption but muttered something inaudible under his breath every now and then, which (Y/N) just kept ignoring.

After she connected a last wire, the device started glowing blue and a humming sound emitted from withing it.

Rocket turned towards the device with a surprised expression.

“Told you so..” the girl told her friend.

“So whomever we shoot with this baby will completely lose their sense of balance? No way to walk a straight line?” he inquired.

“Now listen. This thing has only enough energy for three uses, so we can not use this carelessly.” she explained.

“Wanna shoot Quill?”

“Definitely.”

*******************************************************************************************

“I don’t get it. Where are we even going?” (Y/N) asked.

“Would you be quiet? We’re trying to break into this facility and free the animals they’re doing illegal testing on, so I’d appreciate it if you wouldn’t bust us before this mission has even begun”, Peter hissed.

“Yeah, genius and just walking up to the front door would not achieve exactly that?”

The Guardians stopped in their tracks and turned towards her.

“What do you mean?” Gamora asker the girl further.

“Well, there’s a back entrance? The security guards only come by there every twenty or so minutes because you’d have to get through a swamp to get there. Most people wouldn’t bother. The door opens via numeral code that changes every day but I got a device for that”, the girl shrugged.

“How do you even know all that?” Quill was getting irritated.

“I’ve been here before”, she explained.

They stood in silence for a few seconds until all of the Guardians started to bicker.

“What the heck Quill?” Rocket shouted.

“Okay okay okayokay OKAY!” Peter shouted, “if (Y/N) knows best why doesn’t she lead the way then?”

“Quill, don’t shout. You just told (Y/N) to be quiet as to not bust the mission”, Drax informed a lost looking Peter, with Mantis nodding eagerly.

*******************************************************************************************“I don’t know, Gamora.  Who is she? Where is she coming from? We basically know nothing about her but still we just let her stay with us. And besides... she doesn’t like me” Peter complained to his girlfriend.

“Peter, of course she likes you.  Maybe you’re just a little jealous? I mean she gets along great with everybody - especially with Rocket”

“Yeah, that’s another thing! We don’t need another Rocket! That’s madness” Peter exclaimed.

“I think she’s calming him a little bit. I think-”

Gamora was interrupted by a loud explosion sound which was followed by a ‘are you kidding me’ look from Peter.

A coughing and soot covered (Y/N) entered the room. Rocket followed her, one of his left whiskers still smoking.

“Hey Pete? We might need to get a new temperature calibrator”, (Y/N) sheepishly informs him.

“You see what I mean?!” Peter turned to Gamora and pointed at them with his two arms fully stretched out.

*******************************************************************************************To get the replacement and to stock up on groceries they had to make a pit stop on Knowhere.

When they arrived the Guardians were instantly swarmed by the people on the street. Eventhough Knowhere was not considered the most friendly of all places, the group had fans all over the Galaxy.

(Y/N) sort of just trailed behind and watched how everybody pooled around their ‘favourite’, with the children generally being drawn to Groot and Rocket - much to Rocket’s dismay.

Groot was creating and handing out little daisies, Peter was playing around with the kids and Mantis was just over all happy with the friendlyness.

Gamora, Rocket and Drax, however seemed slightly overwhelmed with the newly gained attention.

(Y/N) stood by and watched her new friends with a smile. She really liked every single one of them. They were all outcasts of some type so it really felt good to have a place where she felt like she belonged to.

While she was occupied with her thoughts a little girl tugged on her shirt.

“Excuse me? Are you also a Guardian of the Galaxy?” the girl asked with big eyes.

(Y/N) smiled at the girl and crouched down to answer, “No I’m not, but I am friends with them. Would you like me to introduce you to them? I’m sure Groot has a little flower for you”

As the two of them started to make their way over to the group of people a guy was calling over to them.

“Don’t go over there! They aren’t even worth it. Just a bunch of wannabe heroes that are actually just no good criminal scum!”

(Y/N) stopped in her tracks and told the little girl to wait for a minute. Then she turned towards the guy that was snickering and still trash talking the Guardians with his friend group.

“Oi! What the heck did you just say? That criminal scum, as you’ve just called them, saved the freaking galaxy from Ronan, which includes your sorry ass too. So if I were you I’d shut my fucking mouth before I come over there and make you shut up, jackass. Every single one of them is more of a hero than you’ll ever be”, she hollered at the group.

“And who the fuck do you think you are? You little-” the man started to get angry and marched over to her.

But before he could even finished his sentence Star-Lord himself stood next to her with his hand already placed over his gun, in case he’d need it.

“Who she thinks she is? She’s part of the Guardians of that Galaxy and she’s right you are indeed a jackass”, he told the man firmly but sent (Y/N) a reassuring wink.

The other Guardians were making their way over to them aswell.

“Yeah, we’re the Guardians and we don’t like anybody insulting our friends. And this one” - Rocket pointed to (Y/N) - “I am especially fond of, so I’d recommend you get outta here before something bad happens”

As Rocket was about to pull out his gun, Peter reminded him that they didn’t want a fight if not necessary. Rocket groaned because the dude did deserve it but put away his gun nonetheless.

The Guardians were just about to turn away when Groot decided that the guy really did deserve it and extended one of his branches and swung it at his feet, knocking him straight on his ass.

When the man regained his footing he scrambled to flee the scene, while the Guardians all just looked at Groot, who just slowly made his way back to where he was before, “I am Groot”.

“So he’s allowed to do it but I’m not?” Rocket asked.

*******************************************************************************************

Epilogue

“Sooooo I’m a Guardian of the Galaxy or what?” (Y/N) got out of the group hug and asked Peter with a suggestive grin.

#guardians of the galaxy imagine #guardians of the galaxy x reader #rocket raccoon x reader #rocket raccoon imagine

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #314

“as above, so below  /  what you reap is what you sow  /  what you give comes back threefold  /  as above, so below”

What do you do for work? I'm currently unemployed. I only get paid now and again to do pictures for people. What would you ideally like to do for work? I'd love if I could just be a photographer. What are you doing in order to achieve this? Practice and shoving my extreme discomfort about it aside and trying to promote myself where possible and not in an overbearing manner. What do you think is the worst being on the planet? "Rapists, pedophiles, abusive people in general." <<<< This. Anyone who disrespects the existence of other and equal people. Have you ever been arrested? If so, what for? No. How big an age gap is between you and your siblings? My immediate sisters and I are two years apart. My half-siblings, I don't know. I don't have their ages memorized, but I do know 5+ years, some even 10. Do/did your siblings cause trouble? Not really, we were good kids. What's your dream vehicle? I don't really have one. Are you good at taking care of your finances? What finances? And I don't mean that happily. What's your favorite comic strip? I don't have one. How many people have you texted today? Zero. Someone cheats. Second chance? Nope, byyyyeeeee. Thoughts on kids? Clay that I'm not playing with. Are you a risk taker? No. What are you listening to? I'm currently going through a phase of playing The Evil Within 2's theme nonstop, jc. Is/Was your high schools dress code strict? Not like, mega strict, but it still was overboard. No spaghetti strap shirts, and I even once got in trouble for wearing a floral mesh shirt, despite having a normal tanktop underneath it. It was weird, like no one had ever had a problem with it before, it was just this one teacher that I passed in the hall. Who was the last person to request you on a social media network - and did you accept? Someone I didn't know, so obviously not. Who was the last person’s vehicle that you rode in? Mom's. Who was the last person to make you laugh or smile, and why? Another current obsession of mine: John Wolfe, another let's player who I think is super funny. He said something that made me snicker before I turned on music and started this. Who was the last person that you took a photo with? My half-sister while she was visiting. Who was the last person to pay you a compliment, and what did they say? In group therapy the other day, one of the other women told me that even if I don't believe it, I bring so much positivity to group and she was really happy to be there while I am. I was so so super flustered but flattered, too. Who’s the last person that you visited in the hospital? My mom, following her surgery. Who is the last person that you lent money to? Actually today to Mom. What was the last food that you ate? I warmed up a burger for dinner. What did the last pair of footwear that you wore look like? They're just black flipflops. What was the last kind of bread that you ate? Just plain white bread. What was the last app that you downloaded to your phone? Oh wow, I never do this. I want to say it was a game for my niece. When was your last work shift? I haven't worked in a long time, so idk. When is the last time that you had trouble falling asleep? This is literally every single night. When was the last time you saw a significant other? I ain't got one'a those. When’s the last time that you took a risk? What was the risk? Well, I did say I'm not a risk-taker... Where was the last place that you went on vacation to? You know, how long does it have to be to be considered a "vacation?" I would say not since I went to the beach with an old friend, but it was literally a day. Where was the last place you got lost? uhhhhhhh Why did your last relationship fail? We need to work on ourselves before we could properly support each other and stay in a healthy mindset. Why did you leave your last job? I couldn't handle the stress of serving people and having so many responsibilities at once. How long has it been since you last visited a doctor? How about a dentist? I literally went to the doctor today because I had a follow-up appointment about my weight gain again. I haven't been to the dentist in a few months; I had a normal cleaning my last visit. How big was the last fish you caught? Oh boy, this is stretching years back. It was probably something small, idr at all. Give me the first initial of your last name? D. Something in your home that’s on its last leg(s)? We just moved here, so nothing that's a part of the house itself. As far as items we actually own, idk. Where do you purchase most of your clothes? I haven't gotten new clothes in so long, idk. I would probably say Hot Topic. Describe your skincare routine. I don't have one, if I'm being honest. I just shower. What’s your typical morning routine look like? I don't have one of those, either. The only thing that's consistent is going to the bathroom, eating, and taking my meds. Even brushing my teeth, the time of day when I do that (if I'm not leaving the house) varies. Then it's time to just binge stuff on YouTube and do whatever on the laptop... Are you still playing Animal Crossing? I've never played it, actually. How has the pandemic specifically affected you? It's caused a lot of stress worrying about my mom falling ill, given her being immunocompromised. It's also held me back from searching for another job (even though I don't know what I'd go for, anyway...), because I absolutely refuse to risk bringing Covid into this house by leaving it daily or whatever. What is your main source of anxiety? Being mentally ill, really. It just affects a lot. Any bands or artists you’ve recently discovered? Not very recently, no. What kind of games do you play on your phone? Just Pokemon GO nowadays. Do you have a specific aesthetic? It varies. I love dark, gothic, and gory stuff, but then I also love everything pink and pastel?????? Pastel gore is especially where it's at. Describe the moment you realized you were falling in love with someone. I'd rather not. What’s your favorite sparkling water brand/flavor? I've never even tried it before. What’s your favorite makeup brand/brands? I don't wear nearly enough makeup to be even remotely familiar with any. What’s your all-time favorite movie? It'll probably always be The Lion King. Do you have any subscription boxes? No, but they're cool. What fictional creature would you like as a pet? On deviantART today I actually discovered a fantastic artist who does a lot of HTTYD fanart, and I would say as a dragon lover, Toothless would be soooo great. Have any local businesses closed that you’re sad about? I'm certain tons have closed, but none come to mind. How do you feel about TikTok? I don't feel anything about it. Did you/do you still have a Neopets account? Haha I've had like... two or three at different stages in my life. What were you doing at 9 o'clock this morning? That's actually when (virtual) group therapy starts. Are you wearing any jewelry? Yeah; my piercings (if you count them) and then two rings that I always have on. Are you good at hiding disappointment? No. I'm bad at hiding my emotions because they're so strong. What happened the last time you cried? lmaooo I was finishing watching a The Evil Within 2 LP yesterday, and like, the last hour or so of the game just rips me apart. I was hoping so bad that my mom didn't pass by and ask what the problem was. What would your parents be surprised to learn about you? Both would be stunned to know the situation I had with Joel/my former best friend's boyfriend when I was around 12. What fictional character do you have the biggest crush on? dARKIPLIER Where would you live if you could live anywhere in the world? When all things are considered, like laws, seeing family, etc., somewhere in Canada, or maybe Alaska. Actually, Alaska would be really cool. What after school activities did you do in high school? I didn't have any, if you mean like, school sports and clubs. I did do dance once or twice a week, but it wasn't tied to my school. What’s the last book you really loved? I positively adored The Handmaid's Tale. If you could have been a child prodigy what would you have wanted to be skilled at? My writing was seen as very exceptional for my age as a kid, but it still would've been awesome if it was even better. If earth could only have one condiment for the rest of time, what would you pick to keep around? Uhhh I guess ketchup. I use that the most of all options. What is the scariest experience you have ever had? The night of the breakup. It was such an impossible concept to me that I genuinely thought my life was over, that I'd pull the plug at any moment. Who is a non-politician you wish would run for office? Oh, hunny, Markiplier lmao. Call it a bias all ya want, but he's just a genuinely incredible person that cares so much for everyone and is so serious about equality and just being a good person. Do you think it’s important to stay up to date with the news? It's very hypocritical of me to say, but yes, regardless. Do you own plants? If so, what kind of plants? If not, would you like to grow any? I've never been into growing plants, honestly. Is there a city that you have a particular fondness for? If so, what city is it and why? No, not really. When was the last time that you acted impulsively? Is this a common behavior for you? I dunno, I've gotten better at this. I probably said something I shouldn't have. If you received an allowance as a kid, what kinds of things would you buy with it? Were you more the type to save up for something big, or spend it on little things? I didn't get one. When you cuddle with someone, how do you prefer to position yourself? Would you rather be held, or do the holding? Or both? Are we sitting or lying down? Either way I think I have a tendency to lay my head on their chest while hugging them, and my legs generally curl up. If I'm upset, I definitely feel better and just a greater sense of safety if I'm the one being held, but if the roles are swapped, then I like to be the one doing the holding because I know that's what I want when I'm upset, so treat others how you wanna be treated, y'know. When you woke up today, did you find unread messages from anyone? No. Have you recently told anyone that you miss them? Yes. Can you recall the last time you turned down an offer, of any kind? Mom asked if I wanted to come with her to Ashley's a few days ago, but I said no. I wasn't in a social mood at all. Is there anyone you interact with every day on social media? No. What was the main character's name in the last fictional book you read? Sunny. Have you ever been rejected by a church? No. Is your family nice to you? Yeah. Are you comfortable with your gender? Yeah. What was your favorite Mary-Kate and Ashley film? I don't remember; we had a couple, though. What was your favorite book you had to read for school? The Outsiders. What was your favorite Nickelodeon show? ngl, I don't remember a lot of them and don't feel like looking up a list. Do you still live in the house you grew up in? No. Which Spice Girl was your favorite? I don't remember their names. Do you think you look the best you've ever looked? Oh hell no. Have you been hurt by religion? Yes, honestly. In Truth or Dare, would you rather choose Truth or Dare? I always choose "truth." Have you ever had more than one crush at once? Yeah, I think that's perfectly normal to feel, even for someone monogamous like myself. Just when you establish a relationship, then it's time to make a choice. What social issue do you care about most? This is hard to say with how passionately I hold my opinions, but probably LGBTQ+ rights. It's just... so disgusting to me that I was once homophobic. It's like I want to make up for it. Just the idea of being repulsed by love just because someone has "the wrong thing" in their pants is just... appalling. When was the last time you read a Bible? Many, maaaany years ago I started reading it, but I didn't get very far at all. Do you own a Bible? I personally don't, but I know Mom has one, maybe multiple. Do you discover new music regularly? No; I very much stick to what I know. It's great when I do, though, given that that's how I find new songs to repeat to the grave. What does your first name mean? "Of Britain" or something like that. What country do you live in? U.S.A. Do you believe that gays are born that way? Uh, yes? Who honestly believes a homosexual would *choose* to be in the discriminated minority? People are murdered and abused for simply their sexuality; no sane person would "choose" to risk that torture.

#survey #surveys #questions #lyrics: ''as above so below'' by in this moment

[tornbetween2loves]

Hot Welcoming

This is my entry for Kinky Cards 2020. My card was #69 Hot Welcoming. Wait for your partner to come home and give him/her immediate surprise sex. He/she must finish. For this fic, I chose a Baslivia pairing. It takes place in the AU for my series My Heart Torn Apart, which has Liam in a poly relationship with Drake and Riley. This fic also fulfills a very old request I had in my inbox from @bobasheebaby. The prompt was ‘snow’. Hope you all like it! This is the first fic I’ve posted in awhile. This mood board was made by @texaskitten30

This fic contains erotica. Please do not read if you are under the age of 18.

All characters belong to Pixelberry, I am simply borrowing them.

Olivia sat on the leather couch in the family room and watched the snow swirling outside. The fire crackled in the warm and cozy room as she leaned forward and grasped the mug of hot cocoa in her hand. Her eyes fell on a card sitting next to the mug. She rolled her eyes as she thought about the night she got that card. Her and Riley were having drinks at the palace while Liam, Drake and Bastien were in a late security meeting. Olivia was waiting to ride back to Lythikos with Bastien. The girls were having a blast, sharing stories about their men and she had just enough to drink to reveal a secret she had been keeping for quite some time. 




“So, have you used the kinky cards I gave you at your bachelorette party yet?” Riley’s mouth dropped open and her cheeks flushed. “That was your gift? Why didn’t you tell me?” She shrugged. “I like to keep people guessing. So, did you use them?” Riley took a big gulp of her drink and cleared her throat. She nodded as she shot Olivia a sideways glance. The girls both broke into a fit of giggles. “Please, you have to tell me which ones.” Riley shrugged. “Let’s see if you can guess. Wait here. I’ll be right back.”




She came back with the cards a few minutes later. Olivia loosened the red ribbon and lifted the lid off the box. She looked through a few of the cards, then realized only one was upside down. She pulled that card out and lifted a brow. “Gift toy?” She could tell immediately by the rush of blood to Riley’s face. Olivia couldn’t help her laughter. “Exactly what kind of toy did you get?” Riley looked away as she said quietly, “anal beads.” Olivia stopped short and tried to contain her giggles. “Wow, I was not expecting that. Although with two husbands, I guess that makes sense.”




“I have an idea,” Riley said as she finished her drink. “Why don’t we each pick a card for the other to try?” Olivia looked doubtful. “I don’t know, isn’t that a little personal?” Riley shrugged. “Maybe. But it’s not like we’re gonna make videos or anything. We don’t even have to share details. Just a simple nod the next time we see each other will be confirmation that we followed through.” After considering it for a moment, Olivia threw her arms up in the air. “Ah, what the hell. Could be fun. Let’s do it.”




So Olivia left the palace that night with a kinky card in her pocket for her to use with Bastien. She had been thinking about it for over a week now. The timing had to be perfect. She picked up the card and read it again. 




Card 69. Hot Welcoming. Wait for your partner to come home and give him/her immediate surprise sex. He/she must finish.




Tonight was the night. It was perfect. She wasn’t expecting Bastien for a couple of hours yet, he had a late meeting with Liam and Drake. He was doing a lot of consulting work since he retired as head of the Royal Guard. All of the staff would be gone by the time he got home. She looked out the window again. Hopefully the weather didn’t interfere with her plans. She finished her cocoa and went upstairs to get ready. 




*********

She stretched out on the bed, wearing only back-seam stockings and red stilettos. Thoughts of her Bas filled her mind and she let out a low groan as her hands grazed across her nipples and slowly moved between her legs. She made slow circles across her clit, thinking of his tongue swirling on her most sensitive spot. Her breath hitched and a moan escaped her as she slipped a finger inside. She arched her back and began to writhe as she pumped her finger in and out then inserted another finger. She was close to the edge, her breath came in short spurts as she pumped her fingers faster and faster while continuing to circle her swollen nub with the other hand. All the while imagining her Bas between her legs, smiling up at her as he expertly worked her body into a frenzy. 




Just as she was about to go over the edge, her phone pinged. She groaned and reluctantly reached for it. She groaned again when she saw the text from Bastien.




Hey darling, I’m probably going to be late. This snow is laying pretty fast on the roads. I’ll be there asap. Love you.




Maybe tonight wasn’t the night for a Hot Welcoming.




***************




“Damn it! Fucking black ice!” Bastien groaned and laid his head on the steering wheel. Perhaps he should’ve stayed at the palace that night. But he had promised Olivia he would come home. Luckily, there was no traffic on the road when he hit the icy patch and spun out of control and off the road into a ditch. There was no way he could get his car out by himself. He wasn’t far from home, only about a mile. But a mile in these conditions could be treacherous. He sat in the car, contemplating his next move. He sent Olivia a text then got out of the car and started walking. 




The wind whipped around him as he pulled his coat tight around him. He really wasn’t dressed for a hike in the snow. He had no hat and only a thin pair of leather driving gloves. Thank god he decided to wear a wool suit that day. But his dress shoes had him sliding all over the place. He finally gave up trying to walk on the road and moved to the shoulder. He stepped in the snow and it crunched as he sank to mid-calf. Bastien groaned as the snow seeped into his socks and shoes and travelled up his pant leg. It was cold. But at least he wasn’t sliding everywhere. He took off jogging, using the collar of his coat to cover his face up to his eyes and shield the wind. He made pretty good progress, he kept a steady pace and felt fairly warm, despite being wet from the knees down. 




***************************************

After what felt like hours, Bastien came to the bottom of Olivia’s driveway. He punched a code in the gate and made his way up the driveway. He entered through the side door into the garage, stripping out of his wet clothes in the mud room and making his way slowly into the kitchen. He looked around, despite being fairly certain that the staff was gone for the night. He tiptoed through the kitchen and up the back stairway to the master suite. 




The lights were off and Bastien assumed Olivia was sleeping. He closed the door quietly and slowly made his way over to the bed in the dark. He gently lifted up the covers and climbed under, savoring the warmth of the down comforter. He reached for Olivia and was startled to find she was not there. He sat up in bed and looked around the room. “Liv? Are you here?” It was so dark he couldn’t see anything, so he reached for the lamp on his nightstand. 




He was so astonished to see Olivia standing at the foot of the bed that he let out a yelp. “My god woman! Are you trying to scare me half to death?” His heart raced as he noticed she was wearing a black trench coat and fedora. She flashed him a sexy smile. “No Bas, I’m not trying to scare you,” she purred. “Quite the opposite, in fact.” His mouth dropped open as she unbuttoned the coat and turned around, letting it drop to the floor. A groan escaped his throat as he realized she was completely naked other than back seam stockings and stilettos. His cock twitched under the covers, coming back to life in the warmth. “Oh Liv, you are so fucking sexy,” he growled as his whole body began to feel warm again. 




She spun around and took off the fedora and tossed it at him. Before he could react she was standing beside him. She flung the covers off to expose his hard cock. “I’ve been waiting soooo long for you Bas,” she said in a throaty voice. She took his hand and brought it between her legs. “I want you to feel how wet I am for you right now.” Bastien licked his lips and a guttural moan escaped him as he slipped his fingers between her lips. They immediately became coated with her juices and he brought his fingers to his mouth to taste her. “Damn baby, I want to taste you.” He grabbed her around the waist and tried to move her on top of him. She slapped his hands away. “Nope, not yet.” He sighed in frustration and growled as she climbed on top of him and slid herself down onto him. She immediately began bouncing up and down on him, using her hands on his chest for leverage. 




“Whoa, Liv, slow down...I...oh my god,” Bastien moaned and grunted as her furious pace brought him close to the edge very quickly. Just as he was about to lose control, she leaned forward and stretched her arms out above his head. “I want you to cum for me Bas,” she purred as she began to grind her pelvis into his. She kissed him hard, her tongue assaulting his mouth as her pace quickened. He broke their kiss and cried out as she pressed her whole body into his. Her hot, slick body rocking on his cock brought him right to the edge again and this time she didn’t stop. He growled her name from deep in his throat as he pulsed inside her, spilling his seed deep in her womb. Olivia collapsed on top of him, both of them breathless and sweaty. 




She rolled over onto the bed next to him and propped herself up on one elbow to look at him. He was still trying to catch his breath as he smiled at her. “Liv, that was amazing! I don’t know what that was all about, but damn. Wow.” Her lips curved into a slight smile as she leaned towards him and whispered in his ear, “That was your Hot Welcoming.” Bastien raised an eyebrow at her. “Hot welcoming? It certainly was. And the best part is, I was freezing. My car got stuck in a ditch and I had to walk the last mile home. I stripped in the mud room because my clothes were soaked. It was perfect, Liv.” 




He leaned up to kiss her, then rolled her over onto her back. He kissed her one more time, then winked at her. “Now it’s your turn,” he said as he moved down between her legs. Olivia’s breath hitched and she cried out as he immediately slid two fingers inside her and began making rapid circles around her swollen nub with his tongue. He pumped his fingers in and out and continued the furious pace as she writhed beneath him. He could feel her walls begin to pulse around his fingers and he slowed his pace, bringing her close to the edge but not allowing her to finish. “Ah! No, Bas, please.” She panted as she tugged on his hair and thrust her hips into his face. He kept his pace infuriatingly slow, removing his fingers and stroking her labia with long, languid movements of his tongue. Olivia continued to buck her hips and twist and shudder beneath him. She moaned and groaned and pleaded until she felt she was on the verge of tears. Finally, she felt like she could take no more. She raised her head up and met his steel-grey eyes. 




“Fuck me, Bas. Hard. Right now.”




He smiled up at her. “As you wish, my love.” 




He moved up and kissed her hard on the mouth as he pressed his hard length into her wet entrance. “Yessssss, Basssssss,” she moaned as she felt him fill her.




He thrust furiously as Olivia wrapped her legs around him, meeting each thrust with her pelvis and a grunt from the back of her throat. Her walls pulsed around him rather quickly and she arched her back as she came undone. With one final thrust and a moan from both of them at once, Bastien spilled into her once more. He collapsed on top of her as they both tried to catch their breath. After a few minutes, Bastien rolled over next to her and turned his head to look at her. Her eyes were closed and her lips were curved into a contented smile. “I love you, Olivia Nevrakis. Hope you liked your hot welcoming.” She opened her eyes and flashed him a sleepy smile. “I love you too, Bas.” He tucked his arm under her head and they both were asleep within minutes.




****************




About a week later, Olivia was at the palace working. Liam had summoned her to help plan a ball for Riley’s birthday. “It’s her first birthday as Queen. I want it to be special.” So there she sat in Liam’s office as they poured over quotes and menu choices and seating charts for what seemed like hours. “I’m sorry Li, but I have to stretch my legs a bit. I’ll be right back.” She got up and went out in the hallway. She rubbed the back of her neck as she paced back and forth. She stopped at the sound of heels walking down the hall behind her and voices. She turned and saw the queen walking towards her with a few other people. Riley smiled at her. Olivia returned the smile and gave her a distinct nod. The queen’s eyes widened as she smiled the duchess. Then she nodded back and continued down the hall. Olivia giggled and went back to Liam’s office.

Writers

@darley1101 @boneandfur @debramcg1106 @lilyofchoices @msjr0119 @blackcatkita a @annekebbphotography @burnsoslow @jessiembruno @emichelle @bobasheebaby y @xxrainbow-princessxx xx @hopefulmoonobject @drakeandcamilleofvaltoria a @ao719 @brightpinkpeppercorn @sirbeepsalot @choicesbyjade @kaitycole @choicesarehard @drakewalkerwhipped @thehonorarybeaumont @zaffrenotes @drakewalkerfantasy @kacie-0156 @god-save-the-keen @fluffy-marshmallow-heart @innerpostmentality @emceesynonymroll @chappela @janezillow @katedrakeohd @argylemnwrites @leelee10898 @candy72008 @client-327​ @ladynonsense​ @blackcoffee85 @dcbbw​ @blackwidow2721 @breaumonts s @mind-reader1 1 @choiceslife @texaskitten30 @callmetippytumbles @thecordoniandiaries @thefirstcourtesan @domesticatedantelope @walkerismychoice@walkerswhiskeygirl @andy-loves-corgis @scgdoeswhat @lizeboredom @riseandshinelittleblossom

Reader: @rainbowsinthestorm @silverofdreams @loveellamae @drakesensworld @oneofthebennets @enmchoices @pedudley @addictedtodrakefanfic

#choices stories you play #baslivia #kinky cards 2020 #trr #ns*w #long post

[luvdsc]

hey!! it’s 🧋 anon!! i hope you’re doing well! thank you!! ive got 11 more exams this coming week so i’m a lil 🥲 and then 3 more maybe the week after? exactly! i was so paranoid in the exam like “am i suddenly smart or a grade a idiot?” but it’s comforting to know that others feel the same about tests in general 😅. i’m learning python! i know there are better languages but ehhhh it’s just high school sjdnndn. and thank you about my bias choice sjsjndn. oh no not the 10th floor 😭 i’ve heard horror stories 🤧 i just can’t get over how sweet, funny and gentle he seemed in the jolly interview 🥺. thank you!! for letting me claim 🧋! and i wish i could say the same about not knowing that it was released but i’ve legit been checking since pre-quarantine for a boba emoji bc emojipedia said it would be coming out 😭 i had to start claiming it soon bc i’m NOT letting someone take it from me 😠 (but also! look how cute these are: 🦤🦭🐻‍❄️🐈‍⬛ ). as for my regular boba order, i’m still a lil new to the boba world bc i first (finally) tried it like 2 weeks before quarantine 😭. so everytime i go to this boba place (which is hardly ever for obvious reasons) i try to get something different! bc it all seems so cool!! the place i go to has popping bubbles in different flavours! so i always try to get a different drink with different popping bubbles and regular boba. i think my favourite so far is any drink (maybe mango?) with apple popping bubbles and boba!! but i’ve also been making boba at home for agessss and i usually just make regular tea or green tea with it! 💗

awww 😭 thank you ma’am sksndjdj. i mean, you do give off very motherly energy so i’ll happily accept being a baby 🥺 awww you think my accent is cute? ms cat i’m blushing 😭🥺 oof yeah the exams are not fun™️. but like you said, it does kinda prepare us for them more but the stresssssss is 🥲😭 okay so i’ll answer these in order if that’s okay?

do you still have class going on in between these exams? i assume you mean specifically when we have exams? so unfortunately yeah😭 it depends on the teacher as to wether they’ll let us revise in lesson or if we have to do regular work

do the gcse’s determine your college field of study afterwards? kinda? i mean, colleges have a minimum enterance requrement for courses. although it varies course to course, it’s usually somewhere around the 4-5 (high c-low b) mark. but you can do any course you want at college as long as you have passes in most subjects (usually an emphasis on core subjects (english, maths and science)). (so like, if you didn’t do history in high school, but you wanted to do it in college, then you could do the course as long as you meet the courses’ gcse grade requirements).

is college different from uni? yeah! college is for 2 years and straight after high school. in england you legally have to be in education until you’re 18, so all education is free until then, meaning that college is free! (unless you want to go back to do something else later in life). uni is after college and is optional. that’s where you get things like a bachelor’s, masters and doctoral degree. usually it’s for 3 years although it can vary and you have to pay! we have a student loan system too!

don’t worry about the questions! i enjoy the differences too sjdbbdd. and oooo! here, high school is 11-16/year 7-11, then college is (usually) 16-18/year 12-13 (although we don’t tend to refer to them by years) and uni is (usually) 19-22! (although you tend to go back to that for higher qualifications).

ansnsekndj i’m sorry ms cat 😭 and for me college will start in september of next year! we finish year 11 really early compared to the other years (usually we finish in july (my birthday month!!) but in year 11 we finish the day our last exam happens! which is usually around the end of may to the start of june!) so the holiday is the longest we’ll ever have 😭. that’s one of the reasons i envy americans because the summer breaks are SO long 😭 here, they’re 6 weeks sksndn.

i hope i answered all of your questions ms cat! ily! 🐈‍⬛💗~🧋

hi, lovebug!!! 💓 i’m going to put my answers under the cut since they got pretty long 🤧

i’m doing good!! i got soo much sleep over the weekend and am well rested, so this means tomorrow’s 6 am meeting won’t be too bad 🤧 YOU HAVE ELEVEN EXAMS THIS WEEK???? what on earth 😭 that’s like 2 per day and one day has 3 aksjlhflajkdfaskdjf why don’t they spread them out??? and three more the following week 💀💀 this sounds absolutely brutal, i’m so sorry, lovebug. have you been studying for all of them? LOL yeah, i feel like something is wrong if i can just breeze through a test akjdlhsflask python is a good start and easy to understand! honestly, most codes are pretty similar tbh, so once you get a good grasp of one, it’s easy to learn the other ones :’) do you enjoy cs? 💕 aldskjfaslk yeah, jaehyun does seem like the perfect boyfriend, doesn’t he? 🤧💘 LOL i heard there would be a boba emoji, but i didn’t know if it was true or not, but woooo it’s good to know it’s finally here!! 🥳 and omg the dodo bird and seal emojis 🥺💗 those are all sooo cute!!! aslhfdlkjasd first time trying boba, i just gasped out loud 😦 i’m so happy to hear that you enjoyed it once you tried it though! 💜 omg the popping bubbles are really yummy! and i LOVE mango!!! 🤩 that’s one of my favorite fruits :’) same with apple!! omg you’re making boba at home asdjhfas i’m so jealous 🤧 i haven’t had any boba ever since quarantine started in march 😭 aaaah i loooove green tea and black tea ones :’) have you tried the cheese boba tea before? i thought it wasn’t going to be that good, but i was pleasantly surprised with the taste, like it wasn’t that bad actually. cloud tea is also really nice, too ☁️💞

akjashdlfkja you are the absolute cutest omg 🥺💖 the british accent is sooo nice like wow, you can just be reading me your grocery lists and i’m like 🤩 amazing, perfect, wonderful, never been done before. meanwhile, i’m here with some kind of american valley girl accent LOL 🤧 you shouldn’t be having that much stress at 15 what the heck 😭 i wish they would cut down on the number of exams for you because having 11 in one week is not okay at all ): and oh my goodness, thank you sooo much for giving me such thorough answers to all my questions, honey bee 🥺💛💛✨

ah, we also have classes going on during exams too, so i can relate unfortunately. it really sucks when the teachers continue to teach new material, instead of helping you prepare for the big exams /:

ooo i see!! i think it’s really cool that colleges actually show minimum requirements for acceptance. here, there’s no set criteria at all, so it’s kind of a shot in the dark. they do post the averages of past students’ grades/scores and whatnot, so we have a vague idea of what each school wants, but some schools are weird af, like my friend with a lower gpa and less extracurriculars got into stanford university, meanwhile my one friend who won essentially the youth’s version of the nobel prize and was even acknowledged by obama during his presidency was waitlisted 😬

oh wow, i wish it was like that here :o education is so expensive in the US, like student debt is the norm. do you still have general education classes in college, or is this where you can choose a specific field of study? and university is only 3 years oh my gosh wow, only three years of tuition to pay!! the US could never /: it’s like 70k/year for private universities, 5k-15k/year for public schools in state, and 15k-35k/year for public schools if you’re out of state 💀

the words “college” and “university” are pretty much interchangeable here in the US, so that’s really cool to know! years 6-8 / ages 11-13 (i think that’s the age range?) is considered middle school here, so it’s interesting to see that some of those years are considered high school for you :o

ooo ok, that’s when my school years ended too back in high school! i ended in may and started school again in august. but in uni, i started in september and ended mid june :’) ah yes, our summers are around 2-3 months, and i really miss having that now that i’m out of school 😭 only 6 weeks??? that’s so short omg i’m so sorry ): do you have anything fun planned for your summer? also, do you have prom there? 💕

thank you soooo so much, sweetpea, you answered all of my questions so nicely, and i appreciate you so much 💝💝 ily too, and i hope you have a good week ahead, angel!!! 💖🌷

#asks #anonymous #🧋 anon

[ralfstrashcan]

3x11 Reaction / Commentary

So I haven't even started the episode and I'm already confused.

Why did Netflix put 3B in a separate folder? I mean, they didn't with 2B. What's the matter with that. Or is this just the German Netflix??

Smoooooothe move. Somewhere Derek Hale is smiling proudly.

Wtf why they so slow. I was half expecting this to be a simulation or sth because they took ages to arrive and then were walking super chill???

Seelie guy doesn't use this obvious distraction of the others to try and escape, since he knows he's just a minor character and shouldn't interfere.

Beautiful grieving sequence, especially Jace with the sketch of himself. I knew there would be a portrait of him in there before he even turned the page, I could feel it. I love how sensitive and therefore predictable the show is.

Ooooh nooooo Clary is still aliiiiiive, who whould have thought?!?!?! Okay sorry haha I had to.

lol didn't he look in a mirror recently and realize there's still no real resemblance? I mean, at least now he's not charred anymore, so I guess there's more resemblance than before, but you know what I mean. And I get it, this is supposed to be a parallelism to Lilith saying the same thing, but if memory serves right, at this point in time Jonathan was a) in a thick glass casket and b) dead so I'm wondering how he could have heard that.

wtf I'm getting sooo mixed signals from him. Does he want to give off creeper vibes or play house? Because he's kinda doing both?? Play Creeper House???

YEAH LITERALLY I WANT TO SEE THEIR HEATING BILLS

This...... doesn't sound as reassuring as it sounded in your head, Jonathan.

So, points for Clary for that ploy, but my heart is already pre-emptively breaking for Jonathan when he finds out she's playing him. The poor guy just wants family after being used and abused his whole life, man. Is that too much to ask.

More points for Clary for being sensible and grabbing a coat!!

“Clary, come on. You can't go out there. You're never gonna survive.”

Hahaha that had me laughing out loud. So Clary.

Okay, minus points for Clary for not actually wearing the coat. You had a winning streak of common sense but all good things must end, I guess.

Picturesque. But, uh, since Jonathan isn't following her she could slow down. And if she was a Slytherin, she would have waited til after breakfast with her daring escape.

LISTEN I LOVE THIS CASUAL DOMESTICITY

Also if you're more make-up versed than I am (which, admittedly, isn't very hard) and realized something was off about the way Magnus held that eyeliner stick (?) then check lynne-monstr's eyeliner salt club tag because it's hilarious. I also want to rec volunteer_of_hufflepuff's fic smile even though your heart is breaking because it's awesome.

...........................really. Really. That's how they want to play it? Ugh, okay. Ugh.

You know, I've had a whole lengthy extensive (dare I say exhaustive) rant ripening in my head since I saw this bit in the sneak peek but I'm just not in the mood, so let me cut it short: I get Simon's reaction emotionally, since losing Clary must be a horrible experience for him, but I'm still bitter about early 3A where blasting that werewolf across Taki's yard and knowing he might never walk again didn't bother Simon for one second. Repercussions should always matter, regardless of how close you are to the person affected.

Oh dear, she's still running. And her hair still looks like that?

Sure. Also

How can he keep up with her when he's walking and she's running? I mean he's not that much taller than her. Or does she run ten feet, pause to gasp and pant a little, runs again, stop and go, y'know? So on average she's just powerwalking.

Ok srsly I need to stop this nonsensical commentary.

Yeah and I guess he didn't notice the Clave-approved vampire-torture-sunlight construction Aldertree installed in this very same office (shown in 2x04 if you care to remember).

........who are you and what did you do to Alec Lightwood? You seriously want to tell me he'd consider not bringing up a violation of the Accords, and more importantly power abuse and torture, because of political reasons and he's “scared” to lose his standing with Jia? Please. He'd be enforcing Clave law. He'd be well within his right. We're talking about the guy who flat out refused to do the Inquisitor's bidding because it went against his moral code. Compared to that, this is a walk in the park. So. Please.

“I understand the kind of pain you're in, Jace.”

“No you don't. I'm sorry, you don't.”

“You're right...

Oh my god this isn't about Clary, or at least not for the most part. Jace is frikking traumatized because he wasn't in control of his body or his actions or his frakking mind for days. Btw I'm actually impressed and surprised they bothered to focus on anything but the Clary-Drama, namely Jace second-hand-killing like 33 people. And Imogen. And almost Alec. The way I see Jace he'll focus on his guilt, not the pain he feels over Clary's loss. Clary will be on his mind and that's one more thing to feel shitty about, because how can he be so selfish and think about his own pain when he brought so much more pain on other people? Jace has an incredibly intricately self-destructive mind and I love how it was portrayed here. Also loved the scene in general with some Izzy&Jace sibling feels, the tender way she talks to him, his kiss to her hand. But the focus (mainly because of Izzy) returning to Clary annoyed me a little.

And by the way, there is one person who can understand Jace. Alec. Because he was possessed by a demon and forced to kill someone, too. Granted, he doesn't have the memories of the action itself, but he saw it on tape. He blames himself because the demon fed off his own hate against Jocelyn. So I would really really love to see those two talking about it. I'm extremely thrilled to watch on and see if they do (but lol kinda hoping they don't because then I can finish writing my ficlet about it, which I sadly didn't manage to before 3B aired).

MY LIFE EXPECTANCY JUST INCREASED BY AT LEAST FIVE YEARS OKAY

Also what a damn badass nightlight, I want one as well even though I hate not to sleep in absolute darkness, that's how pretty this is.

HAHAHAHHAHHAHHAHAHA I  C A N ' T

ALEC'S OFFENDED FACE AS IF THIS IS NEWS TO HIM

Wow I'm so glad they didn't forget about Iris. I was scared, not gonna lie.

Tbh I don't find Madzie's reaction that realistic. I mean, Valentine – the first person to talk to her after she got ripped from her normal life in her normal home – told her Clary got Iris into trouble. At some point they must have told her that Iris isn't coming back. But did they really tell her Iris was breeding warlocks? I highly doubt that. At most they told her Iris did some bad things. But, since they probably said the same thing about Valentine (and he was always “nice” to her) and told her Clary wasn't in fact evil, that kind of loses its meaning. And let's not forget, she is a child. A probably traumatized child, I might add, since Valentine used her to literally kill at least ten Shadowhunters that we see on screen, likely more. Her perception of what is right and what is wrong is easily swayed. And personally I think she neither really registered that Iris is supposed to be the bad guy now nor that living with Catarina / Magnus and Alec is sooooo much better than living with Iris ever was, so her having such a strong opposition against going with Iris seems unrealistic to me.

Love this. So good.

This is actually really beautiful

This is actually really dramatic for no reason and I'm soooo here for it.

Soooooo am I the only one wondering why the F Cat didn't put some wards on Magnus's place? I mean????? There is no explanation given for that, and frankly I can't come up with one. If not for Magnus, then Cat would at least put wards there while Madzie stays with him. Or....... do they want to imply Cat doesn't know that he lost his magic?? Hä?! If so, who the hell patched Alec back up from his neat little life-threatening arrow wound? Cuz I had assumed it was Cat. Since, y'know Jace pleaded with Magnus to help Alec, implying (to me at least) that an iratze alone wouldn't cut it this time. Except of course, if he asked because he didn't want to be bothered with taking out his stele and activating Alec's healing rune, but when Magnus refused because no magic he had no other choice.... and let's be real, the first scene of this episode heavily implies that a healing rune can cure just about anything in 0.3 seconds flat.

Alec wanting to bench Magnus makes no sense. Keeping him around and/or at the Institute makes more sense than, oh I don't know, telling him to stay in his loft where there are no wards. Wtf is logic anyway, right?

I liked this scene, don't get me wrong but... what's with the tough love? Alec isn't usually like that?? He's soft and firm reassurance, not aggressive and authoritative reassurance. Did he try that route before and it didn't work?? I need some answers.

“I had no idea.”

“How could you? You weren't there.”

“Me leaving had nothing to do with Simon. I just needed to be alone.

Okay, what, am I supposed to blame Maia now for needing time for and taking care of herself? She's so defensive as if her leaving was objectively wrong, and it wasn't.

“I guess when times get tough, some people need to be alone. And others need to be around other people.

Please, this is a dirty lie. Remind me again, who was it that pushed Alec away after he found out about her yin fen addiction, insisted she could handle it on her own, ran away and finally confiding in some random stranger she had just met? It wasn't Maia. Who stayed up late all night, disregarding her own emotions and rather tearing herself apart trying to fix the drama of her brothers than to mention to anyone she wasn't alright? Wasn't Maia either.

I feel strongly about this because this seems like a really cheap way to break up Saia and set up Sizzy and I don't like cheap things. I don't like Sizzy either, but my main demand is quality, not a certain content. I'll accept Sizzy if it's done correctly. But this isn't it. This is laying blame on a character who's not to blame, and making claims about another character that are plain untrue if you look at the last three seasons.

I've said it before, there would be good ways to break up Saia. For example their attitude to violence differs greatly from one another. Maia is trigger-happy and sees no harm in it, Simon is more or less pacifistic (at least when he's not having his I-don't-care-about-anything-but-my-gig-mood). Creating a conflict out of this would have been in character. Claiming Maia is somehow to blame because she wasn't there is not only unfair, but also invalidating all Maia has done for Simon before, and that was a lot. Putting up with her shitty ex, helping him search for Lilith, fighting her own pack so they don't bully him. She was about to have a face-off with the Seelie Queen – the very same creature that held her hostage not too long ago – just to be by his side. Is that all suddenly not worth anything anymore, just because she had the audacity to take a little time for herself, to sort through her own issues?

Seriously, he let her walk in that? No wonder she collapsed. Jonathan should have gotten her nice hiking boots.

EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS

CAN WE JUST.... CAN WE...... APPRECIATE.......... HOW HE BATS ALL HER MAGIC ATTACKS AWAY....... LIKE............ MAGNUS................ H O W

Btw if this is supposed to sway me and make me see that benching Magnus would have been the right call, then it's not working, because fine, let's assume Magnus had gone home. Then Iris would have had an even easier job to snatch him away, because a) no wards and b) no sword. And on top of that Alec wouldn't have had a way of knowing that Magnus was even taken, since I doubt Iris would have let Magnus call or text him.

Do you even know that? I'd like to see what you're willing to do after being tortured for ten years. Just saying. But fine. Stay there on your high horse.

Ohmygod I am stunned. I couldn't have written that summation any better and to be honest I had assumed the show would just blackpaint Jonathan as evil villain and be done with it. This is so much more than I expected. I am impressed. (And of course now I hope that there will be a redemption arc for Jonathan, but I'm afraid I'm setting myself up for heartbreak with this one.)

Do they intend to tell me that this whole place is warmed by the fireplace? Why not by a heater? Since the three billion lamps

imply there's electricity somewhere. Or was that line about firewood just Jonathan's way to exit the scene? Who knows.

“Ollie? Doesn't remember a thing. Praetor was good about getting her and Samantha relocated. New identities. They're safe now, like everyone else.”

I'm still high-key bitter about this. I love Ollie a great deal, okay, so this is a pretty disappointing solution to outsource her from the plot. Just let her forget all the shit so she doesn't have to deal with trauma. Guess she thinks now her mother died in an explosion caused by a gas leakage or something. I wonder what the mundane police has to say about that and how long it'll take them to find her, since, y'know, they have evidence against her and all that.

Edit: This doesn't actually make sense if you think about it. Did Ollie just get dropped into a witness protection program for no reason she can remember? Or does that “new identities” actually mean they have completely new identities because they don't remember ANYTHING from their old life?? I need answers.

I get it. This is supposed to make me see how rundown and wasted Luke is. But is he purposefully trying to make himself look like a confused hobo? I mean couldn't he like, prepare the notes he wanted to show Jace? It's like he's trying to reinforce to Jace he shouldn't listen to a thing Luke says because these are clearly the actions of a desperate man. Presentation is half the battle man, man.

Hah, badass. There's a reason I love him.

I totally dig Magnus in his kiddie clothes, but I also need a lot of answers because there's blood on his hands and bodies at his feet and this doesn't look like magic gone haywire, this looks like a massacre and I need answers. I wonder if they're gonna explain this flash or just let it sit there uncommented. (I hope they address it and I hope it has something to do with Asmodeus and their time together.)

Ugh do I honestly have to reiterate that parking Magnus in his ward-less loft wouldn't have helped? Also, he's a grown-ass man and can make decisions for himself, dammit.

Owning up to his mistakes unrestrainedly. There's a reason I have a soft spot for Raphael.

New York, huh? What a coincidence. Wouldn't want him to live somewhere else and have Maia burn through the other half of her paycheck to pay some warlock to portal them again, right?

Also, not to be controversial, but why don't they ask the Praetor first? Since they had a whole ass book on the mark of cain and everything. And figured out what it is. And getting rid of something so dangerous is basically their job. I mean. Just saying.

You know I always marvel at this. Just because he's old he knows shit? Is there really an age where knowledge pops into your head just because? Because I'm still waiting for that to happen to me, let me tell you. Just like being immortal somehow grants you immediate access to celebrities and the questionable honor to be in the midst of all historical events of the slightest relevance? Srsly if I was immortal I'd still be glued to my lappy and hate going out.

LOL give Iris a front row seat on how you smashed her XD XD XD

IT'S SUPER EFFECTIVE

<3 <3 <3

This exchange thing is a ploy, and to be honest, a painfully obvious one. I find it really kinda hard to believe Iris falls for it. What I've been asking myself since this plot line started is, why didn't Iris have that idea herself? Like, I honestly expected her to use Magnus as a hostage and tell Alec he either hand over Madzie or she'll kill Magnus. Makes way more sense than her just trying to find Madzie herself and then what, try to break her out again? That didn't work last time, and since the warlocks are warned by Magnus's abduction it'd be even unlikelier to work now. I get it plot-wise since it'd be a little awkward if Iris out-blackmailed the Shadowhunters, but like. Seriously. What's the in-universe-explanation for this???

I don't know why, but Magnus looks super cute in this shot.

Five bucks say this is Izzy with a shapeshifting rune, and ISTG if this is actually Madzie then I can just shake my head at them.

Okay, I totally dig Lightwood siblings working together but. Why do you have to simultaneously hurt me with plot holes.

1) Where did they get Seelie Magic? Did they employ Meliorn? Srlsy. Also, the Seelie Magic at the beginning of the episode could move so why was Illusion!Madzie standing there like a display dummy? That was super suspicious.

2) Why didn't they use a shapeshifting rune? The illusion would have held longer, Izzy could have gotten closer and tied Iris up more easily, without Magnus getting smashed first. But, drama I guess.

3) Where the f is Catarina? Please. Her ward almost gets kidnapped and all she does is go “Oh shit, gotta relocate her to some other High Warlock lol.” Her best friend gets kidnapped and all she does is go “Oh shit, but whatever, here have a fake ransom note but don't think I'll move my ass from this super important Bitching and Drinking Conference. I payed like 200 bucks to get in.” Wtf. This is shitty ooc behavior from her. Wtf. She's either suuuuuper confident that Alec and Izzy will get Magnus back no problem, or she doesn't give a shit about him, and sorry, I don't believe either of those two options.

HAHAHA I'M SCREAMING LOOOOOL!!! Is this code for “We wanted to kill her but Lilith was quicker so we'll pretend we weren't even interested in killing her in the first place”? The Clave, man. Always good for a laugh.

No, dummy, this is their R&D Department.

I'm not even kidding, remember 2x04:

Oh the good old times.

This was. Really good. Really. I'm like, reeling. I feel like show writers read too many fanfics and therefore the Malec scenes this ep were exquisite. Magnus evasively running around and not liking his “powerlessness.” Alec there to reassure him with the sweetest of words. Their kiss, not to short, but hard and determined, with feeling. Top tier shit.

Wow, even though the words that left their mouths were reassuring and good it still feels like their relationship is suddenly dying. I wonder why that is? Oh, right. Because Sizzy, that's why.

I love.

Ooooh guess the residual electricity finally ran out. And I guess Clary turned all the candles off to match the mood? Also, since it was dark outside before and now isn't anymore.... was Jonathan out collecting firewood the entire night? That's dedication, man.

.......what a coincidence that their healing rune is in the exact same spot. On that note, I've been wondering.... if the ressurection resetted his skin to a state it hasn't been in for ten years, effectively un-charring it, shouldn't his runes have disappeared as well? Did he spend the “days” Clary was sleeping with putting runes all over himself?? On that note, why the hell did Clary have to sleep for days when Jonathan was the one who came back from the dead? All that Clary did was running at Simon in slow motion. I mean, I know what I would find more taxing.

I soooo appreciate the blood on her teeth. Such care for detail <3

Okay, so I realize that this makes Jonathan look like a fanatic, but I actually understand this scene like this: He's not an idiot. He knew Clary wasn't really going to give him a chance. But this, this is his chance, because now she has no choice but to stick with him and see for herself.

Btw if you're wondering why I'm so pro Jonathan, you can read the beginning of this post where I got out all of my Jonathan Feels. Basically, until I actually see him act intrinsically evil I refuse to believe all hope is lost for him. He did terrible things, yes, and he's aware of that, but the way I see it he did them because he wasn't ever presented with an alternate choice. And now that he has one, he's holding onto it tooth and nail. He wants to leave all the pointless violence behind.

I'm aware he's a sadistic psycho in the books, but this wouldn't be the first time the show gave a character a make-over (for the better) and so far the only compelling piece of evidence on the show in favor of Jonathan's demon blood causing him to be unsavably evil was Jocelyn's vision of him killing a flower as a baby, and it's not even clear if that was intentional. So excuse me if that's not enough for me to write him off.

Gif Sources: Malec cheek kiss, Magnus being cutesy with his croc impression, Magnus brandishing his sword *facepalm* you know what I mean, Magnus batting Iris's magic away

#shadowhunters #alec lightwood #magnus bane #jace wayland #clary fray #isabelle lightwood #jonathan morgenstern #simon lewis #maia roberts #luke garroway #jia penhallow #raphael santiago #malec #magnus is badass #reaction

[kuekyuuq]

On magic spells and etiquette... [6x14] (edited)

Today, I’ll go through the episode as I watched it, so bear with me... (I will try to not dwell on the usual complaints, but focus on the positive aspects and just have myself a good time.)

Two totems in one episode!? (Well, one is yet to be retrieved.) Lotsa Supercorp? Some fun and humor, with some great acting? Especially by Nyxly / Peta Sergeant?

Alright, count me in!

OMG! It started with game-night! (Well, at least Jenga was featured...) And Lena was there!!

[gif by @lena-luthor]

Something about Lena keeping tabs on Kara makes me happy. 🌈 [SC-shipping moment: "Hopefully she'll be home soon" - not "back" or "back here"... Kara's apartment is "home", says Lena... >.> Nope, I am not reaching. YOU are reaching!] Apparently the gang has let themselves in... (I am not sold on Kara's casual bun / loose hair-do. ...If anything it makes me think of Adora...)

What is it with Lena being incapable of keeping her shoes off the couch?!

Kara is stressing out, everybody tells her to keep calm, but Lena is the one who offers something that ...could be helpful (on top of Brainy's attempts on the Legion ship).

Lena's been specifically told that magic can't be science’d - so, naturally she tried just that. XD

Lena likes the prospect of working with her daughter Nia.

Lena's reaction to William's presence is gold. (Did we miss an important scene again? So, who did he talk to to get his in into the tower? Kara? Nia? Supergirl? Was this conversation not important? Or how it took place? No? Okay.) Yes, keep Lena friggin' Luthor's identity off the record! ...J'onn, really, I am worried about you - DID you hit your head off-screen? Is that why M'gann is no longer present? She was just your imaginary friend and you projected her on everybody else's mind? Why you did forget you can shape-shift a few episodes back?

Yes, Nyxly. Another totem in National City, IS almost too easy. Almost if the show's budget didn't allow for anything else? Or as if the writers already gave up? The convenience!!

Esme is the most adorable!

Excited William is excited.

He also asks the right questions...

Alex: "Not even my sister Kara knows." ...subtle, Alex. Veeeery subtle.

J'onn 'informing' William he'd wipe his mind XD

So... Brainy, was earlier mentioned to be on the Legion ship to scan for Nyxly's ship. And... he sends those results to the tower, okay? He has to be on the ship. Right. Is not like he didn't do that from the tower before, or did he? Huh...

Nyxly being offended for the sake of the totems. ...I honestly thought the dude would put up a bit more of a ...fight before handing the totem over. But apparently I let my bias get the better of me. I had a giggle at the end of the episode, when it turns out, someone there had flipped out their phone and snapped a pic of Nyxly's entrance. And the Superfriends’ entrance! Wow...

A simple "yes" and the Humanity totem was hers? No, wait, it's still red! Did I crack the code?!

*sings to self* 🎵 Everybody was Kung-Fu-fighting! 🎶  At least the fighting choreography looks much better this time.

Nia proving her tech-prowess 😎 And calling the others out for being show-offs.

"Nyxly doesn't know we have Lena right now. That we have magic." Right, magic...

William: "You'd make a good reporter." Oh, soooo close! C'mon, William, you can do it! It's just glasses and a ponytail.

Alex d'awwwing as Sentinel over Kelly's gift by Esme was cute. Risking their identities, but cute.

I wanna know the context of this group of guys, that banded together to flip that car over, only to then return to beating each other up. Dude 1: "Hey, I wanna bash your head in!" Dude 2: "Yeah? I wanna break you ribs!" Dude 3: “Oh, I want to get a punch in, too!” Dude 1: "...let's flip that car first?" Dude 2&3: "Sure." Dude 4&5: “Awesome! Can we help?!”

So, Andrea is hacking her employees computers (without cause?), is a d*ck to their paperwork (rude), ignores the code of protecting sources' identities, has no idea how reporting / infiltrating works and threatens her employee while condescending them... Someone hand that woman a guide-book. "How to lead a media-empire for dummies". Or a book on basic etiquette. Or both.

I am still (since the promo-still release) mad at Lena for pouring two liquids together on top of her valuable and unique magic book. Girl! What are... You are a scientist! Safety protocols? General caution? Care, maybe, for your mother's book?

I've said it before, but "Lena broke my brain" is something Kara probably experiences at least once during every single interaction with Lena, hence she moved so easily past it...

Aaaand we find out that the backlash from the Humanity totem is Nyxly experiencing it. The humanity. Compassion... (I am not sure why feeling this from her made Kara flinch so hard. Compassion should be something she thrives on, no?)

Shoo, William! Don't sit so close to my Lena-pie! You may be a nice guy, but still: Shoo! You’ve got your Mary, the pediatrician! Good advice, tho! So, yes, Lena. Put your heart into it!

Oh, Esme has powers! I'm sure that won't be a problem for her new foster parents :’D

Lena's smirk after dude 'ran into Kara's fist (hand)'!!! 

Kara's bored expression was also fun.

Do I take back what I said about the budget before with the Hope totem being in Den Haag? Let's see... some sign saying something about Kazina (why does Kaznia keep popping up? William's undercover thingie, now this? Did RedDaughter happen on Earth-Prime?) ...look, a stereotypical tulip flower-bed... two more... Hnn... Nope. I won't take it back. Nyxly did look good in that uniform, tho...

What's with the secretly stealing of totems? In another country? While they know Supergirl is busy in National City? Just teleport in, grab it and port out!

Lena does magic! Actual magic! Not just a widdle fire! Real maaaaagic!!

Aaaaand it backfired. I mean, well, it did flood Nyxly with even more compassion, which saved that poor security guard's life (how did dude not hear Nyxly talk to Mitch?), but... yeah.

Yes, I d'aww'ed at Kara's unwavering hope that Lena can fix this mess... But, hon, you are putting a lot of pressure on babe there... Just sayin'.

[gif by @lena-luthor]

CHARACTER GROWTH!

Really? On TheCW!? 🤷‍♀️ ...well, it’s not much, but it’s something: 

Lena does not want to use innocent people as chess-pieces to get to Nyxly, because it is WRONG!

(I was about to scream at my screen why Kara came up with that idea in the first place - thank you, Lena! ...tho, on second thought: KARA! WTH!?)

Nia: "Mom and mom are fighting-... uhm, William? Let's go over there."

So, okay, the talk was great and all... but neither of them drew the parallel between this "for the greater good" and what Lena tried to do with Myriad? I know they act like they agreed to move on from Lena's ...well, the cluster***k that was season 5, possibly like "let bygones be bygones and no hard feelings, so we can move forward" ... but... I've seen elephants much smaller than this one in rooms much bigger! ... ... ...you know what I mean!

So, the plan is still at go. Lena's suddenly fine with putting people at risk... as long William gets to report about it / it's not a secret / in the light of day [..Dey? ---wait, is that how she got there?]? How does that make it morally... better? Girls! *head-desks*

So, the page next to the search-spell - or at least the plants that are needed for it - in Lizzie’s book is about Mabon (the witches "Thanksgiving"). Makes me wonder what the index of the book looks like. (Random?) Can't wait what HD will reveal of Lena's book.

Lena does magic; Take 2. This time: intentional fall-out! Yay?

J'onn? It's me, again, checking in. You sure your head is okay? Because I don't think "keeping people save" usually involves pulling them head-first through a car window and shoving them onto concrete.

...snow leopards? Yes, Nyxly! Priorities! (Maybe start with pandas, though...)

Oh-no, the scared foster mother wants Esme to use powers the little one doesn't even have (I bet, she's a ‘mirror’ or something) and leaves her all on her own. Nuu, poor baby!

AAAAND the new moms show up!!! Domestic superhero-wives engage!

I see now. The whole budget for the episode went into that slow-mo scene, didn't it? ...it IS a cool scene, though. I get it. The exasperated expression ("Bullets? Again? Really?") was a nice bonus. Question: Why does Supergirl jerk with every bullet that hits her? Should the momentum not do nothing to her? Did she always get pushed by bullet-impacts?

Also, we do remember redK Kara flipping peanuts and breaking bottles with them? Yes? So, did she this time 'carefully' flip that bullet back at the dude, to not have it punch through his skull / skin?

Bad CGI aside: Since when is National City surrounded by a forest'y mountain range? I thought the city was located between the ocean and the desert? Is that yet another change due to Crisis?

Kara caught the Golden Snitch! ...the Totem! I mean, the Totem!!

You go, William!

Lol, petty Andrea, with the desk-moving threat. Ish she 5? Wth...

Whee! Another Supercorp scene!!

Lena's "hey"s are my happy place... 🧡

And, there's food (again)!

Lena, really! Get those shoes off the couch! I'm sorry I have to pull this card, but: Didn't Lillian teach you ANY manners!? J'onn being unreadable to CEO-Master-of-Masks-Lena. 😆

Kara: "...open communication... no secrets..." Lena: *sees an opening* "...I wanted to thank you for pushing me out of my comfort zone and embracing my magic." Kara: "And thank YOU for reminding me, it's important to have clear boundaries with friends." Lena: *internally cries*

Food-banter. Cute! (”Potsticker me!” - “I don’t wanna use my fingers-..” ...must... get... mind... out of... gutter... argh!)

[gif by @lena-luthor]

Esme! Also cute!! Ah, Alex! Protective Alex is best Alex! ...3 2... 1... And sold! So, no words, but we all know it. Esme Danvers-Olsen! ...Olsen-Danvers? Ah, new family member!

...I wonder if Nyxly essentially skipping the Humanity totem (for now) will impact the order of achieving them (read: if the writers remember that clause).

That’s it for today~

Kue out.

#supercorp #supergirl #6x14 #magical thinking #lena luthor #kara danvers #fiction dissected #esme #none of the gifs or pics are mine #lemme know if you want credits #spoilers #season 6

[ask-svt-hearteu]

mafia! Mingyu

anon requested: “Could you do Mafiamember!Mingyu please?? Thank you!!”

Admin Jess: Ok so I know this is extremely late, but I wanted to make sure I could do this au correctly so I researched and rewrote, and made people edit and read this and went over it again and so yea,,, Hope you enjoy:)

Warnings: This is a bit of a ride,,, so mature themes including mentions of death, drugs, mild cursing, it's a mafia au soooo...

Word count: A LOT MORE than usual

Mafia! Mingyu is no joke everyone

like damn

klutzy or not this boi can do it all

he knows how to dress a bullet wound faster than any surgeon can

knows how to make fairly powerful explosives too

but don't ask the others how he practices

there have been too many times when Seungcheol has had to yell "COVER!!!" as Mingyu sets off one of his experimental explosives

let's just say the others have flame resistant tables close by whenever Mingyu is experimenting

he's still really young

new to the Svt mafia gang

not the youngest admittedly but already an indispensable member

he runs exports on explosives because that's his specialty of course

but since that isn't always in high demand

he's in charge of the clean-up committee

removing any evidence of the gang and their activities from any physical place

which is probably why the cops haven't caught them yet

there's never any evidence

not even a speck of blood

not even a hair

nothing

it's like they're ghosts

Mingyu generally runs his own team through Svt's side businesses

either exporting explosives, or cleaning up after the mess of a job

but other times you can find him partying with the others in some club

or playing some high-stakes poker with some of the other members, like Wonwoo since he runs Svt's underground games

on really rare occasions for really important jobs

he gets called in for protection racketeering

because Seungcheol trusts Mingyu the most to handle these sorts of one client jobs

Svt specializes in protection racketeering

protecting people who can't get protection through the law

or protecting people from the law

big jobs require everyone

but the small scale ones

Mingyu get called along with some others

which is where you come in

where you meet Mingyu

you see 

you didn’t like the family business

but hey a person’s gotta eat

even if that means you have to supply drugs to the criminals in this town

whatever it takes

at least you can afford some nice shoes

like those heels you got last week

the ones that are sharp enough to poke someone's eyes out

quite literally

at this point, you're kind of used to it

the whole running around with the wrong crowd

the feeling of your heart racing as a deal goes down

you're the face of your family business now

your dad ran the lab

made everything

handled all the business behind the scenes

and you were the pretty face up front

making the deals

smiling because you know you live on the edge now

and the feeling is a bit exhilarating

your dad takes you to the lab often and shows you how to use the equipment

but you're not too interested in the science behind it

but he shows you anyway

in case things ever go wrong

and you need to run things by yourself

it made enough sense to you anyway

things weren't always like this of course

you used to be a very normal family

before the accident

and your family fell into debt from a steadily increasing hospital bill for your mom

and when your mom passed away

the law felt no sympathy

never showed you and your dad, who had never hurt even a fly before, any mercy

and in that cruel moment of time

your dad turned to other methods for a way to pay off the debt

when the law fails you

you don't listen to it

besides

the drug business is good money

dirty but good money

and as much as you didn’t really want to have to deal with slimy characters

people too high out of their minds to give you the time of the day or what year it was

or how it fueled gang business

you welcomed it

welcomed the lifestyle

as risky as it was

because you had your father with you

and the law didn’t need to know

slowly your debt was repaid

but by then you had been done with trying to lead a normal life

it was boring, not fun

and to be honest

you didn't know what else to do anyway

still you knew your dad was getting tired of living dangerously

soon your family business became the biggest in the area

enough that your dad could buy a nice little house in the suburbs

enough that you could leave this life behind the both of you

and just enjoy life

but things in the drug circle don't always work out that nicely do they?

because when you deal with drugs and criminals

there's always danger around you

and you can't let down your guard for even a second

one day you head home to your small apartment in the bad part of town

you had been packing your stuff to move into the new house with your dad

everything had been going smoothly

but when you get home

your dad is gone

and the lab and everything

it’s just gone

everything was silent

you close the apartment door and look out over the cardboard boxes littering the floor

the picture frames of your family before you started the business

the various books from your childhood

all your memories were packed away in these boxes

but where was your dad?

you hear a knock on the door

it's loud and cuts through the silence like a knife

you steady yourself as you remember

your dad had briefed you many times on what to do if he was found out

deals can go sour, plenty of people could have been after him

wanting blood for one thing or another

or the cops could have caught him

many things could have happened

but the first thing he told you?

never open the door if someone knocked

only those who don’t have a key knocked

and if they don’t have a key

they weren’t your friends

you slowly backed up to the kitchen where your dad hid emergency supplies

cash in ziploc sandwich bags

fake ID’s and passports

extra drugs to sell in a pinch

and your hand wrapped around what you were looking for

the gun

you grabbed the supplies slipping the backpack over your shoulder and steadily, calmly aimed at the door

and waited

the knocking had stopped and you could hear voices

"The boss said this was the guy's house."

"That old man sold us short!!! He owes us thousands, he has it coming!!!"

"His daughter should be home soon, let's just grab her and get out before the cops are called."

“That'll show him for trying to mess with us."

"I can't wait to put a bullet through them both."

your blood runs cold hearing their words

a bang shakes the whole frame of the apartment

you know your neighbors won't be any help

no one's here

you slowly back up looking for your phone and some possible escape route

when the worst possible timing happens

and your phone rings from across the room

"Fuck, I knew there was someone inside!!!" comes the voices outside as the pounding on your door increases

you dive for your phone

“Hello?” you curse yourself for having a shaky voice

“Miss y/n? Your father left you in our protection, please follow our instructions carefully.” a deep voice said calmly

you jumped at the sound of metal crashing on metal

"Great if you have instructions I'd like to not die." you say

“He told us to tell you emergency code 7991 if you don't believe us." the deep voice returns

the emergency plan number, the one your dad told you meant to throw away any inhibitions you have and to follow this plan in order to live

it also meant a deal went sour

“Ok so what do I do now?!?!?" you supply pulling both backpack straps higher onto your back and leveling the gun in your hand

“Someone is waiting outside to take you to a safe location, all you have to do is get out of the apartment.”

the front door bursts open right as you hear these directions revealing several men

with weapons no less

you frantically looked around and spot the bathroom window

"Grab her!"

quickly, you throw it open as you take the short leap and land outside

you take off before they have a chance to even aim a gun at you

you run around a corner

before being jerked backwards by someone who grabbed your arm and covered your mouth with a hand

'Fuck me if this is how I die.' you think struggling to escape whoever it is

'To think I was going to buy that jean jacket I've had my eyes on for weeks..'

great last thoughts, y/n

struggle as you might you were no match for this person

you twist your head to try to look at him 

and you stop struggling bc

something about him doesn't seem all that dangerous

wow don't you love having your priorities straight before possibly dying

the men from earlier run past shouting and you see the guy who's holding you stare at them for a bit after they disappear through an alley

and the man holding you sighs in relief before letting you go and placing two firm yet gentle hands on your shoulder and looking at your face with dark eyes

he was at least a head taller than you and his face was handsome and his features were sharp and dark

his hair was lightly tousled and his gaze felt reassuring for some reason as you stare at him

“I’m here to take you to the safe house.”

'so time to think very carefully about what your next words are, y/n, he could be here to kill you' you think

"Ok."

smoooooth

he says nothing more as he pulls you up and opens the door to a black mercedes parked a bit away

you stand frozen, heart racing from your too many near death experiences today

him dragging your arm as you stop in front of the car

this is why you don’t like the family business

if only drug dealers could retire and get a nice house in the suburbs without needing bullet proof windows

or bullet proof anything

or a heaping helping of death and danger every five minutes

“Who are you?” you ask

real smart y/n asking the stranger who saved you from a bullet in the stomach who they were, you thought to yourself

he turns back to face you

and you think ‘DYING BY STUPID QUESTIONS WOULD NOT BE FUN TODAY!’

but he just tilts his head to the side a bit

and gives you a cute smirk

“You can call me Mingyu.”

then he pulls you into the car, slamming the door behind you, taking the driver's seat and hits the accelerator faster than you could say “seatbelts first”

screeching out of the parking stall

racing down the road

you grip onto your backpack containing your few emergency supplies

holding the gun lightly in front of you in view of Mingyu

“There’s no need for that”

Mingyu caught your eyes through the rearview mirror

“If I were here to kill you, I would have done it by now.” he throws the words out casually

“Why thanks Mingyu-ssi, that’s super reassuring.” you huff, lowering the gun by a bit

he chuckles at your response which surprises you

guess even the mafia has a sense of humor?

“Soooooo, Mr. Mingyu, did my father hire you?”

“Yes,” Mingyu said glancing at you through the rearview mirror again, “hired us to protect you until he could clean up this mess that the deal left.”

cryptic

but you weren’t stupid

“He wants me to stay out of it.”

“He wants you to stay safe.” you looked up at Mingyu after he said it

"I can take care of myself just fine." you bluff rolling your eyes

Mingyu just raises an eyebrow at you through the rearview mirror

"Does hiring the mob sound super safe to you?" you ask him in response to his eyebrow raise

“We take our jobs really seriously, Miss, you don’t have to worry.” Mingyu supplements

“Said the freaking mafia to the drug dealer’s daughter…” you mutter

he chuckles again

“Yes, the situation isn’t ideal, Miss.”

“Just call me y/n, Mingyu-ssi.”

"Then just call me Mingyu, y/n."

as he drives along the back roads he glances at you from the rearview mirror

“Pay attention to the road Mingyu, the last thing we need is a car crash. Are you staring because I’m pretty?” You say jokingly, not really expecting a response as you try lightening the mood but also calm your own anxious nerves down

“And if I am?" He flashes a grin at you one more time from the rearview mirror before staring straight ahead at the road again

you blush and shut right up, shaking your head to clear your jumbled thoughts

the short car ride ends when you both reach a hotel

it's a pretty fancy hotel

one with full-on suites

“My orders were to wait here and protect you for a few days while the others figure out how to get you and your father resettled in a safe place. Then we’ll rendezvous with them at the warehouse.”

“We’re staying at this hotel?”

“Well I think it’s better than bleeding out in some alley somewhere.” He laughs while you shoot him a glare

“It’s just kind of fancy for a drug dealer’s daughter don’t you think?”

“Hey, the mafia is nothing if not fancy.”

he smiles brightly throwing you off

he could honestly pass for some college kid now that you get a chance to look at him, he can't be much older than you are

and he definitely does not look like a tall intimidating man who could kill you

he grabs your hand pulling you into the lobby

“What the heck-” you start trying to get him to let go while he drags you across the beautiful foyer

“I’m here to check in.” he says pleasantly

smiling warmly at the lady behind the desk

you see her get flustered at Mingyu’s good looks bc of course and stammer asking him what his name was

“It’s under Mr. and Mrs. Kim.” 

EXCUSE ME?!?!?

sure a newlywed couple sounded like a good cover story but ?!?!?!

you're about to chop off Mingyu’s arm tbh mafia or no mafia when he pulls on your hand tighter causing you to yelp

“Isn’t that right Mrs. Kim?” smirking a bit before raising an eyebrow at you warning you silently ‘I think you should play along or bad things will happen…’

“Right,” you mutter before giving the hotel lady a fake smile and turning away to secretly plot your revenge on Mingyu, the giant, somehow

when he gets the room key he pulls you to an elevator and clicks the button for the 17th floor

When the elevator doors close he finally releases your hand and slides quietly to the other side of the elevator

a small smile on his face that you absolutely notice

you frown at the sudden feeling of absence of his hand holding yours

God pull yourself together y/n lol

the day’s events finally start catching up to you while you wait for the elevator to bring you to your destination

when the elevator doors open you rush out into the hallway feeling a bit claustrophobic in that cramped elevator with Mingyu and his stupid small smile and his cute eyes andwifkekrjqfkwjfnwj

hugging your backpack tighter, you start walking down the hallway when

“Miss y/n, the room’s the other way.”

blushing at your mistake

“I thought I said you could just call me y/n, I don’t need the ‘miss’ part!”

you walk back towards him, flustered, when your foot catches the edge of the carpet

and you trip

right into Mingyu’s arms

he catches you in his arms before you fall on your face

his face breaking into a smile

“Nice walking skills you got there.”

you smack his arms as he helps you up

Mingyu shaking his head and still chuckling lightly

he presses the room key to the handle and when you both walk in

a living room area, a half kitchen, and a huge fluffy bed laid out in the interior

“It’s so beautiful!” you stare in awe

gotta be one of the nicest places ever

being in the mafia must have its perks

you stare out the window

metropolitan smog aside

you could see a lot of the city’s skyline

the harsh outlines of the skyscrapers contrasting with the soft clouds in the sky

you set your backpack down on the sofa and take a few minutes just soaking in how extravagant it all was

"Guess you chose the right line of business huh?" you joke looking back at Mingyu

"It's alright." he laughs sitting down on a seat in the dining room

“Wait….We aren’t sharing a bed are we?!?!?” you say eyes widening

Mingyu bursts out into laughter making you jump

"No, mafia don't sleep, y/n." he says shaking his head, "Plus there's an adjoining room." pointing at a door

"Oh, but still humans need sleep." you counter walking over to inspect the kitchen

you're taken by surprise when Mingyu walks right up to you

you instinctually move backwards until your back hits the kitchen counter

and he still stands over you staring into your eyes

"Are we really human?" he smirks eyebrow raised questioningly

"I'm not going to answer that." you say holding your breath but also not backing down as you stare right back into his dark brown eyes

you stand there for a few more seconds, him inches from you, until he breaks the silence, moving backwards a slight smirk still on his face

"Good choice." he gives you a slight bow before saying, “I’ll let you settle in for the night and we can have dinner later. You should sleep, it’s been a stressful day.”

and before you say anything in response

he enters the adjoined room and closes the door softly behind him

you stand frozen in the spot he left you at

your heart beating quickly against your ribcage

your heart doesn't race like this normally

you take a few shaky breaths before you move again

the hotel provides coffee and popcorn

basically the two basic things necessary for a balanced diet  

so you plop onto the couch

turning on the tv while your popcorn went pop-pop-popping in the microwave and the smell of coffee filled the living room

once it's done, you grab the bag from the microwave and a blanket from the bed and settle in for an old rerun of a movie

you weren’t sure when exactly but you fall asleep in the middle of your blanket

when you wake up, you're still by yourself in the hotel room

but on the dinner table is a bowl of ramen

from the gentle steam curling up from it, you can tell it's still a bit hot

a note is written next to it in neat handwriting

'Got a call about something and need to run an errand. Be smart and don't leave the room. Also don't forget to eat. -Mingyu'

you purse your lips

"I'm always making smart decisions excuuuuse me Mr. Mafia." you say aloud to yourself while reading his note

however you sit down and hastily have some ramen

the noodles were perfectly cooked

it was perfect wtf

"Is there anything he can't do?" you shake your head smiling while finishing the food

as you finish up and put the bowl in the sink, you hear a gentle knock on the door

you hesitate

wouldn't Mingyu have the key?

you walk cautiously to the door and peer out the peephole

a man stands there in a hotel uniform pushing a cart of towels

so not thinking much of it you open the door

"Did your room call for more towels, Miss?" the man says to you pointing at the extra towels

"No we didn't." you frown confused, "But thank you."

you're about to close the door

but he puts his hand on the door, holding it open

"You're not very smart, Miss."

he grabs your arm roughly pulling you out of the hotel room where finally you seem to realize what's happening

you struggle trying to hit your attacker

another man stands next to the door and he kicks you sending you sprawling on the ground gasping for air

"Honestly, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree." the man sniggers

you clutch your side as you feel the throbbing pain from the kick spreading quickly, causing tears to well up in your eyes

"We ain't stupid sweetie, it ain't hard to track a girl with security footage in this part of town."

he yanks you up by your arm

the pain is really getting to you now as little black spots appear in your vision

"Take her to the boss, we can get back our money from the old man now and then kill 'em both."

he pulls out a zip tie and bounds it tight around your wirsts

the two drag you through to the service stairs as you descend down 

from the pain, you gather that you might have bruises for weeks

and honestly that's hella shitty

it made you more mad than scared

you weren't one for always being scared in tough situations

goes with being in the drug business

bless your father's soul for signing you up for self-defense classes

because you feel one of the man's hold on you release as he reaches for his phone to probably report back

the other not holding on as tightly thinking you must be in too much pain to fight back

and you aim one beautiful kick directly into the man's crotch

causing him to howl in pain

yea, criminal or no, you'd think henchmen would be smarter by now

you feel his grasp release as he tumbles down the stairs

adrenaline coursing through you, you leap the last few steps yourself

hands still tied together

and run

run like your life depends on it

because it does

out the nearest exit you can find

when you run into the door and burst out into sunlight

you realize you're in the back entrance to the hotel

no place to hide

the cursing of the henchmen behind you getting closer

your instincts take over as you run

making it easy to cross over the obstacles in your path as you search for somewhere, anywhere to hide

settling for some cars you leap over the hood of one and hide

hands still bound by this annoying zip tie

"Search the area, she can't have gotten very far!" you hear

you try to catch your breath as you hear them nearing

there's nowhere else to go now

you hold your breath as you see their legs appear from your hiding spot

circling the cars near you

'Well, if I die today, I can take comfort in the fact that one of you can't have children anymore' you think to yourself

and your eyes widen as their faces appear behind the car you're hiding behind

"Why hello there, Miss, are you lost?" he pulls on your hair forcing you out of your hiding spot

you close your eyes

tears forming again from the stinging pain

when you hear a loud crack

and suddenly he lets go of your hair

another loud sound

and you open your eyes

and there's Mingyu

the henchmen unconscious at his feet

"Y/n, are you ok?"

you don't answer him

maybe you died

maybe they killed you dead and right now you're just imagining Mingyu in front of you

"I'm really sorry, I should have been more careful, y/n, I shouldn't have left, I came running as soon as I realized they could have tracked us,,, I had been way too distracted-"

he pulls you into his arms mid-sentence

and just holds you

as finally the events catch up to you

you're not dead

you're alive

because Mingyu found you

the tears finally start falling as he brushes your hair back

apologizing over and over

not letting you go

saying everything is ok now

you don't notice when a car pulls up behind the two of you as Mingyu gently leads you to sit in it with him

he doesn't let go for quite a while

"Y/n, you're safe now, I'm sorry. I'm glad you're safe and I promise, you're never going to get hurt again."

the car ride continues in silence

as he holds you in his arms

and as you try to disappear into his hold

where it feels safe

the zip tie is cut off your hands

and you watch as Mingyu stares at the red skin that got cut by the zip tie

he opens a panel in the car revealing some bandaids as he puts it over your wrist

the car ride stops in front of a warehouse

where Mingyu helps you out of the car and in through a side entrance guarded by several men

and inside is your dad

your tears renew as you see him and you run up to him crying

happy to be safe and back together

it's a few months later that you see Mingyu again

after your father and you settle in a new part of town

under new names

in a nice house

though you definitely had to spring for those bullet-proof windows

and you didn't really know how

but you get dragged back into the drug business

guess you're attracted to the lifestyle

nothing is more exciting then dealing with the devil, you suppose

you steadily want to build an empire around you

and make yourself untouchable

clients line up and the money rolls in

it's fun

you're at a bar one night not particularly there for any reason but to let loose a little and have a drink

your hired guards stand on the edges of the dance floor

gazing lazily in your direction

you're wearing a black dress and casually sipping some wine

surveying the scene before you as you take a sip

red lipstick staining the glass

you feel someone sit next to you

a tall figure settling into the seat next to you

Mingyu looks at you with a dark smile

"It's been a while." he smiles

"So it has." you smirk waving off the guards who made a move towards you

"You're quite popular these days in this business, from what I've heard." he says downing his cup of whiskey

"A girl's gotta eat." you say titling your head slyly flashing a grin at him

"Excuse me." you say getting up and walking off to the side hallway where the bathrooms are

Mingyu follows you and you stop as he places an arm on the wall blocking your way

"Have to say, you're not hiding that gun of yours very well under that dress." Mingyu chuckles looking down into your eyes

"Or maybe I'm just trying to send you a message, Mingyu-ssi." you bite your lip smiling back

"Oh? And what's that?" he says taking a step closer to you

"That if I were here to kill you, I would have done it by now."

"Why are you here then, Miss y/n?"

"I don't know, why don't you tell me?"

and then he kisses you

pressing forward, roughly and gently at the same time

your back against the wall

the smell of alcohol between the two of you

his lips soft against yours

as your hands linger against his chest

and his arm steadying himself on the wall as his hand holds your chin

he pulls back

"I guess you're attracted to danger."

Admin note: what a freaking ride oh my heart, anyway was this ok guys? Hope you enjoyed it, honestly I had such trouble writing this and I'm worried if anyone will like it...

MASTERLIST

#ask seventeen #ask svt #ask svt hearteu #seventeen #svt #svt 17 #17 #pledis 17 #kim mingyu #mingyu #kpop scenarios #seventeen scenarios #svt scenarios #seventeen imagines #mingyu scenarios #mingyu imagines #au #mafia! Mingyu #mafia au #svt mafia au #kpop #kpop imagines #kpop idol #seventeen mafia imagines #requested #bullet point scenarios #kim mingyu imagines #mafia mingyu

[cheollies]

Kindergarten Teacher! Seungcheol

requested by: anon who wanted a kindergarten teacher cheol

a/n: I KNOW ONE OF MY FOLLOWERS ALREADY READ IT! I SAW YOU REBLOG IT WHEN IT WAS ACCIDENTALLY ON MY MAIN ACCOUNT!!!!

okay......anyways

Kindergarten teacher Cheol!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(have i mentioned that i work with kindergarteners so this au will be inspired by a few of my experiences)

this will be with a twist!

during the school year, Seungcheol is a kindergarten teacher, but during the summer when school is out, well he’s still a kindergarten teacher

in the summer Seungcheol works for the school district’s summer program, Seungcheol still works with kindergarteners and it’s the purest thing

Seungcheol likes working in the summer because it’s when he gets to work with a lot of his friends who work in the district but in different schools

(so we’re setting this in the summer)

is very stern with discipline, always tries to figure out the situation and what actually happened to make sure that it doesn’t happen again

has a loud voice in the hallways because he’s screaming for his kids to be quiet for the other classes

how ironic

it’s really cute seeing him in the hallway because you just see this gigantic man with 18 or so tiny kids following him

is the best at taking care of injuries

has cute animal or cartoon bandaids that the kids love

is the quickest to respond when he hears a child crying

will always have sympathy eyes when he sees one of his kids cry

he’ll bend down to their height, ask them what’s wrong and he just looks like he’s intent listening to the story even though it might be a trivial story

pats the kid on the head and tells them to not worry

probably gives them a whole speech about why they shouldn’t worry but in the end you’ll see the child smile and run back to play

has a walkie talkie that connects him to the other teachers in the summer

at first disagrees about using codenames that the young aides made up but is then all hyped and serious about it later

“Seungcheol is your class in the gym?”

“um, you have to use S.coups”

“No.”

“YOU HAVE TO SAY THE CODE NAME”

argues with Jihoon over the walkie but realises that it would be easier face to face since he can’t talk into the walkie until Jihoon is done talking

so seungcheol has to sit there for five minutes and Jihoon discusses everything that he is doing wrong

his aide is Hansol, who is always doing something interesting on the side

Kind of realises that Hansol doesn’t know what he’s doing so Seungcheol secretly treats Hansol like another kindergartener

the only teacher willing to stand in the blazing sun when watching the kids on the playground

Everyone else is standing in the shade wondering how Seungcheol can put up with the heat

He can’t, he’s suffering, he’s checking his clock every 30 seconds hoping it’s time to go in

Brings his kids inside 5 minutes early because he felt like he was going to die

Sometimes stops by Jihoon’s class to bug him

Has his kindergarteners walk by while screaming “Hi grumpy!” and waving at Jihoon who’s amusingly glaring at Seungcheol

Knows you from the school year and has a major crush on you

You’re constantly standing in place for your sister by picking her daughter up and attending after school events because your sister works

the first time you picked up your niece at the summer program, you were greeted with this really angelic face who introduced himself as Jeonghan

and because you weren’t the parent of your niece, Jeonghan had to do the whole routine of going over the walkie and asking if someone could verify you as a guardian since you claim that you pick her up during the school year

Seungcheol is in the middle of talking to a kindergartener when he hears Jeonghan over the walkie

‘I need someone to verify the pick up guardian for (niece name)’

Seungcheol is out of his room faster than Hansol could process and the kindergartener just stares in amazement

‘I’M ON MY WAY!’

Everyone covers their ears because Seungcheol just screamed over the walkie and it created this horrible screeching noise

Seungcheol is out of breath when he reaches the main office and Jeonghan gives him this ‘wtf’ look

you laugh and he’s literally melting when you say ‘hi seungcheol’

and Seungcheol has this obvious blush on his face while he’s like ‘hey, how you doing. Your cat okay after the surgery’

You’re smiling because that happened months ago and he still remembers.

‘so what are you doing’ seungcheol ask stupidly while Jeonghan chokes on his laugh in the back

and you give this awkward laugh ‘i’m here for pick up’

Seungcheol mentally slaps himself because yes, of course, he ran down here to verify you

Realizes he forgot to bring your niece with him so he has to walk back and get her, also beats himself up for asking that so obvious question

For the rest of the summer, Seungcheol makes it a thing to always escort your niece to you for pick up

and Jeonghan is sitting there cringing at the lame Seungcheol’s attempts to flirt

One day, when seungcheol bringing your niece down to be picked up, a frown appeared on his face when he noticed it was your sister and not you today

‘y/n isn’t picking her up today?”

your sister laughs ‘no, i got off work early. She wanted to do the pick up today though, practically begged and tried to bribe me’

your niece smiles big, ‘yeah! Auntie y/n said she wanted to see you’

your sister hushes her before bidding a farewell

and Seungcheol stands there stunned, and now he has this gigantic smile on his face and Jeongan is sitting there like ‘oh no, he’s going to gloat’

Seungcheol obviously does ‘did you hear that Jeonghan!!! She wanted to see me!!! Does that mean she likes me!! It does doesn’t it! Doesn’t it!!!!’

‘YES! Now go and watch your kids before Hansol breaks something again’

The next day he’s all giddy and nervous because he’s excited to see you

He’s restless for the day, he’s bouncing his knees up and down, he’s staying outside in the scorching sun for an extra 10 minutes, he just wants the day to go by faster

and it finally happens, your niece is being called over the walkie for pick up

And he’s almost running, and when he sees you, he’s stone

Seungcheol doesn’t know what to say, he’s frozen, he’s soooo nervous now

Jeonghan is sitting there annoyed because he just wants to do his job and the drama was all fun the first few weeks but now it’s boring

‘He wants to go out to coffee with you’

‘JeOnGhAn pLs’

You giggle because seeing Seungcheol all flustered is the cutest thing ever

‘im free this weekend’

Seungcheol marbles over your phone number in his hand and Jeonghan is sitting there with his eyes rolled with a ‘you should thank me’

A few dates later, Seungcheol can’t shut up about you

He’s so over the moon with you and because Hansol is stuck working with him, Hansol gets an earful

During movie hour, Seungcheol watches so much romance movies with his kindergarteners because all he can think about it you

He’s just sooo in love with you

Kissed you once when you picking up your niece and Jihoon was there like ‘no, this is against school policy! This breaks so many rules!’

Really wants to hold your hand and walk you to your car but he can’t cause he’s got 16 screaming kindergarteners plus Hansol

He works with kids so he can’t help but imagine having a child with you, and for months he keeps it to himself but one day he accidentally let it slip and for a minute he thinks you’re going to kick him out but you just

‘i love kids, if we’re still together in the future, the idea of having kids would be plausible’

wants to cry at that moment and clings onto you for the entire day because ‘wow i love you’

He hangs up a lot of his kindergartener’s art work up and you find it so endearing and sweet

As a Kindergarten Teacher, Seungcheol holds a lot of responsibilities but honestly when he’s with you, he acts like a kindergartener himself. His need to be with you, asking you a thousand questions about your day, and unlimited amount of love for you just creates this childlike image for him. And you absolutely love the big man child that brings home self drawn pictures of you.

#seungcheol #svt #seventeen #seungcheol scenarios #scoups scenarios #scoups

[fight-till-u-cant-fight-anymore]

Life is fragile but still beautiful Part XI

Part I   Part II   Part III   Part IV   Part V   Part VI   Part VII   Part VIII   Part IX   Part X   

Wow, it’s been a while since I last posted. Life is getting soooo busy with practices, events, competitions, school etc. I’m really trying to post new chapters and probably will start writing in some classes too where I can lol. I’m sooo glad you all are very patient with me. Thank you!

Owen woke up to horrible screams. He was confused but then saw Charlotte holding Amelia still and trying to calm her down. Amelia was fighting back as best as she could while screaming and crying.

“Amelia.” Owen whispered. “Amelia.” He said louder and stood up. He walked besides Amelia. “Amelia. You're okay. Please stop fighting or you'll tear the stitches open.” Owen pleaded.

Amelia couldn't stop fighting back. Seeing Owen made her even more devastated.

“Amelia. Stop!” Owen said louder when he saw blood on her shirt.

Amelia felt a sharp pain going through her stomach wound, where they had to cut in to stop a bleeding, and knew it was now bleeding. She felt Owen's hands pressing on it to not let more blood out. She cried out even louder and saw a nurse running in the room. Charlotte had probably pressed the call button.

Owen and Charlotte were telling something to the nurse but she passed out again.

—————- 

“What happened?” Owen asked after they had transported Amelia to the OR.

“She woke up. I told her I'll wake you up but then she told me she can't feel her legs. Amelia was scared already, so I knew I'll have to start calming her down but it went out of control and you saw the rest.”

Owen sighed and ran his hands over his face. “She's the best neurosurgeon there is. We can't tell her it might pass with time and therapy. She knows her specialty. It'll get very rough if there's nothing we can do.”

“Owen, you're not alone in this. We all will help you and Amelia.” Charlotte put hand on his shoulder.

“I'll have to update her sisters.  Would you like some breakfast though?” Owen asked.

“Yeah, I'm starving.”

“Okay, I'll meet you there.”

“See you there.” Charlotte said and stepped out of Amelia's room.

—————-

“Hi, Hunt.” A male’s voice answered.

“Who's this?”

“It's Webber.”

“Ohh okay. Where's Grey?”

“She's in surgery and asked me to answer it.”

“Okay. Tell her to call me back. I have news about Amelia.”

“It might take few hours here…” Owen could hear Meredith yelling for Richard’s help.

“Okay. Take care.”

“You too, Hunt.”

—————- 

“We're here!” Charlotte raised her hand for Owen to notice them.

“Hi.” Owen sat next to Addison and Jake. “Do we know when she's out?”

“It shouldn't take that long. Of course depends how badly she…”

Jake couldn't finish before Owen said. “Yes, I know how it works. I just want to know the exact time to be waiting for her.”

“Owen, we all do. I'm sure we just have to calm down and take a breath.” Addison responded.

“I ordered you some omlette with salad and coffee.” Charlotte said after a minute of silence.

“Thank you.” Owen smiled and a waitress showed up with his food and placed it on the table.

They all enjoyed their breakfast and Owen's phone started ringing after he was done.

“Excuse me.” Owen said, stood up and left the cafeteria.

“Poor man.” Jake said.

“Yeah.” Addison sighed.

—————- 

“Hello.” Owen answered.

“Richard said you have news about Amelia.” Meredith went straight to the point.

“Yeah…” He sighed. “She woke up but she's paralyzed from her hips. You know her, Amelia started yelling and fighting back to me and Charlotte. She tore her stomach wound open and is now at the surgery.”

“Ohh. Owen it'll be a very hard time. I'm sure you remember Arizona after losing her leg. Don't let Amelia treat you like Arizona treated Callie.”

“I'm really hoping it'll pass. I don't want to know what will happen if Amelia has to stay in the wheelchair for a whole life.”

“Owen, let's not think about that. She'll get her legs back and will do a lot of the riskiest surgeries during her still going career.”

“I really hope so too.” Owen said sadly.

“I have to go, my patient woke up. Take care, Owen.”

“Bye, Mer.” Owen put his phone back into his pocket and went back to Amelia's room to wait for her.

—————-

Owen sat on the couch. He tried to fall asleep but he couldn't. Charlotte had gone to home to spend some time with her kids. Owen promised to call her when Amelia is out of the surgery.

Owen was half asleep when he heard the door open. He saw the nurses pulling Amelia in the room.

“It went great though the bleeding spot was the hard one. The doctor stopped it without any major complications. She should be up soon.”

“Thank you.” Owen smiled sleepily and sat next to Amelia.

He called Charlotte to tell her Amelia is out and all went good. Charlotte promised to come back tonight.

Owen took Amelia's hand and fell asleep.

—————-

When Amelia woke up it had to be late evening already. She saw Owen sleeping on the chair next to her, holding her left hand. There was a yellowish dark light on which didn't make the room completely dark. Amelia still couldn't feel her legs and she sighed heavily. That made her groan out in pain which woke Owen up.

“Hey.” He said softly and sleepily.

“You should go back to sleep.” Amelia said quietly and played with his hair.

“Can you feel anything?” Owen ran his hand on her leg.

“No.” Amelia smiled softly to Owen.

“They did many scans and they're all clear. Do you want anything?”

“I'm good, Owen. You really need sleep.”

“Okay.” He rested his head against Amelia again and fell back to sleep while Amelia was playing with his hair.

—————-

After an hour Amelia noticed the door open quietly and Charlotte sneaking in.

“Hey.”

Charlotte jumped a little bit. “Ughh, Amelia. Don't scare me like that.”

“Sorry.” Amelia said but didn't really mean it and Charlotte knew that.

“How are you?” Charlotte asked and sat down on the chair next to Amelia's bed.

“I'm good.” She smiled and said it like she had to Owen.

“Amelia. You might have told that to Owen and he believed that but I don't buy it. It's a good lie you learn thanks to your addiction but I'm in the same boat as you. I know all the games, Amelia.”

“You have to fly me back to Seattle.” Amelia told her seriously.

“Amelia…”

“Don't. They won't be able to help me here but in Seattle there's…”

“There's what? You? Amelia, maybe you would be the only neurosurgeon who could make you walk again but this time you're the patient.”

“Don't…” Amelia said too loudly and they both looked at Owen who was still asleep. “Don’t you think I know that?” She said more quietly but Amelia was definitely angry.

“Amelia. I'm not the enemy here. You know that too. I will help you. Okay?”

“Okay.”

Charlotte squeezed Amelia's shoulder and took Amelia's face between her hands. “I'm here. I will help. All of us. We will help you and won't leave.”

“Charlotte, I just want to go home.” A single tear fell from her eye.

“I know.” Charlotte wiped the tear off. “I know.” She said it more quietly this time and sighed.

“You know, I'm sorry…” Charlotte began.

“No. Charlotte, no. It wasn't your fault.”

“I feel responsible for…” Charlotte sighed.

“Charlotte, please. Don't feel bad. I'm not blaming you. But I still want to know what happened. Why that car hit us?”

“We haven't talked to the police yet, so I have no idea why the car hit us. I know that your airbag didn't open and you hit your head very bad. You coded once in the OR when Owen had just ran down there when we tried to stop him. You were in a coma for a week and you woke up yesterday. You had another surgery after you had torn the wound open and now you're up again.”

“Ohh, wow.” Amelia said.

#LifeIsFragileButStillBeautiful #omelia #amelia and owen #amelia shepherd #owen hunt #private practice #grey's anatomy

[iwritestuffsometimes]

Power Play

     He was a limp fish when it came to handshakes. Not a good start. He seemed to know it though. It lessened the blow. He blushed. She curled the sides of her mouth; a signal that she appreciated the blush. “I’m Hunter.” He muttered.

      “Fay.” She responded.

      “Nice to meet you, Fay.” He dropped his wilted grasp on her hand. She let her hand fall.

      “You too, Hunter.”

      He stared at her blankly for a moment too long to be comfortable. He looked at his toes, “Soooo…..” He dragged out the word as he chewed on the inside of his jaw.

     She fought a smirk, enjoying how awkward he seemed. It felt like power that she wasn’t. She was in control because she was comfortable. She liked the realization. He blushed again under her silent gaze. She felt a surge of pride.

     “I’m really bad at this.” He muttered. “Like so bad, I’m real close to just leaving you alone.” He turned the deepest shade of red he’d managed so far. “Not that I want to, but a man can only embarrass himself for so long before he dissolves…. Or something.” He smiled in spite of the red splotches on his cheeks and across his neck. All the pride she felt turned into pity.

      “Do you want my number, Hunter?” She smiled.

      He nodded. “That’s a start, yeah.”

      She laughed. “A start?” Her eyes flashed. “And what’s supposed to come after?”

      Hunter blinked. “Uhhhh…. A date- coffee? Maybe?” His shoulders came up. He was folding into himself rather than shrugging. His fingers shook as he rubbed across his mouth with his palm.

     “What if I don’t like coffee?” She raised an eyebrow.

     “Then this isn’t going to work.” He smirked. Her lips parted, telling him the power was slowly shifting. He was gaining on her. He liked the feeling. “Because I take my coffee very seriously.”

      She nodded and held out her hand. He frowned at it for a second before he looked back to her eyes. “Phone. Gimme your phone.” She pushed her chin towards him, holding her head higher, trying to regain the high ground.  He pulled it from his pocket and placed it in her palm. “I like coffee,” she pressed the center button. It was locked. She laughed. “Password.” She held it back out to him.

      He chewed on his bottom lip, not taking the phone back from her just yet. “0910.” He smirked.

      Her eyebrows shot up. “Wow. That’s a power play.” She muttered. “What’s the significance?” She asked as she typed in the code. It unlocked with a click. His background was a picture of a dog. “Its not your birthday.” She glanced back at him, looking him up and down, reveling in the way he almost squirmed. “Unless you’re way younger than I assumed.”

      He chuckled. “No. It’s not my birthday.”

      She keyed her number. She looked over her entry in his contact list. It wasn’t enough. She wasn’t going to be just a number in his phone. There’s no power in that. She smirked. “So what is it then?” She asked as she pressed the ‘add photo’ icon, holding his phone out in front of her to snap a selfie.

      He laughed at her actions, shoving his hands in his front pockets. “When I got my first real job.”

     She took more than one photo, finally deciding on a higher angle. “I normally use a filter.” She said honestly.

     “You don’t need one.” His lips stretched into the smallest version of a smirk.

      She met his eyes. “Smooth.”

      “Trying.” He said honestly.

       She laughed. “So, you’ve given me your phone and I have your password.” She raised an eyebrow and angled away from him slightly, putting the most distance between him and his phone that she could without walking away. “That’s quite a lot of trust you’ve put in my hands, Hunter.” She glanced back at him. His ears were beginning to turn pink another time. She was winning again.

     “Don’t make me regret it.”

      “Oh, but that depends.” She winked.

      “On?”

     “What you have to hide.” She smiled.

      He laughed. “There ain’t much.”

     “But there’s something?” Her eyes flashed.

     “Just work stuff.” He shrugged.

     Her lips fell in a pout. “You’re telling me that there aren’t any secrets on this phone?” He shook his head, unblinking. She felt the power shift in his direction again. “No dirty pictures?” He shook his head again. “No embarrassing text messages?” He shook his head a final time. “Nothing?” She whimpered.

      “Nothing short of some bad ideas.” He held his hand out.

      She sighed and started to hand it back. Her thumb brushed over the screen as she did, causing a random app to open. She blinked and pulled the phone back out of his reach, staring wide-eyed at the screen. “Is that Elton John as in the Elton John?” She gasped at the email she was looking at.

       Hunter’s eyes bulged. “Uh… no?” He tried.

      “Oh my God.” She blinked. “Who else is on here?”

      “That’s the kinda thing you’re not supposed to know just yet.” He squirmed, reaching across her for the phone.

      She let him take the phone. “Just yet?” She raised an eyebrow again.

      He smiled, sliding the device into his back pocket. “I’d say that’s what a coffee date is for.”

      She shook her head. “You win.” She held her hands up in defeat. He said nothing; leveling the playing field for her. “So, lets go for coffee.” She challenged.

      He nodded. “I’m supposed to go home and wait a few days before I call you, right?”

      “That’s usually how it works, yeah.”

      “Well, I’m not usual.” He held his chin higher. “How about we skip the boring part?”

      She smiled. “I’ve got no plans right now.”

      His smile matched hers. “I know a place. Elton John suggested it.” He winked.

      “You win.”

a/n my baby sister gave me the idea for this one. Or at least the first sentence. It was such a ridiculous sentence that I had to write it. The rest just kinda came out. I hope y’all liked it. If you didn’t- lemme know. If you did- hey thanks m8. feedback and notes are the only reason I even have tumblr. Make it worth it. Kaythanksmateloveyoutoobye

#iwritestuffsometimes hh #hunter hayes #hunter hayes fanfiction #hunter hayes imagines #oneshot #fluff #ftlow

[th3memories]

04-05

it is currently 2:35am and yes I’m BACK to civilization. 

I always consider fresno to be a place of either hate, loathesome, boringness, weirdness, and just blame it on being in FRESNO... -.- Fresno though is the longest show day ever due to the fact that the kids must perform twice for the wgi regional. Also not mentioning the fact that we must drive 3 hours out of the way JUST to get to a deserted barren scary ass at night place. Positives I will give fresno is the “white food” american style meals we always seem to find. Food here is usually very tasty, and I love the fact that you can finally see the stars at night. Everything else can just be given up on. 

Honestly the car ride was fun, quiet listening to boba lover’s juicy beats haha. It got a little tense during warm ups due to Biffany’s random choice of warm ups. Although the  kids had a solid performance and were obviously the best group there. no surprise. it’s logan. dickjob was there with his saratoga peeps creepin and watching on us trying to act all cool and macho. He didn’t even come up to the kids to say hi. He made everyone else come up to him.. which I felt was kind of jerkish ._. but thinking about it maybe it was just him being respectful to not interrupt warm ups. Although even when it was OVER he still didn’t come up to say hi. meh he is a conundrum I don’t give a crap about. 

Later we went out as a staff for dinner I got to sit next to Crispy Cawasco ( costco) the head percussion director. In the beginning he kind of rubbed off on me the wrong way. I would always be thinking wow this guy is changing everything up and his attitude??? but Chwis is Chwis. lmao. I’ve really learned to like his personality and all the efforts he does to really help out this front ensemble. He gets it. Way better than Hurley cap dude. Anyways we went to field house and I kept learning all these new things. They kept telling me “We like having you around because it makes us feel young” or “What else can I teach Felinn today” So far I’ve learned that if you wear a black choker you basically have a blackbelt in sucking dick, and that gay guy’s color coat their bandanas at raves. soooo look up gay hanky code LOL. Idk I honestly had a great time bonding with all of them hearing stories and finally acting comfortable with them all. 

At the end the kids performed well at finals only a 1pt bump tho... Shocker though, saratoga did final at all. and even worst they had to stay because they booked a hotel in fresno lmao. it just lw felt good to be apart from mbd and flaunt the fact that I’m better off without you. Although sorry for your kids not really you? if that makes any sense. That feeling of now advancing sucks so yea again sorry. 

The ride home went by surprisingly quickly because boba lover and I got to gossip and just chat one on one about SO many things mostly ALL band related. old memories, current events, all the different marching shows, future placements of the kids, personal stuff. It felt great to laugh my ass off again and talk to the old teacher/friend I know. btw hugest of thanks for driving our asses out there and always dealing with us youngens. definitely time to sleep fresno is finally OVA. idk when the next time will be til I see you again. whooooo knowssss.

#th3memories #fresno #work #life #fun #black belt in sucking cock LOL #I love the percussion staff