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milliumizoomi · 3 years

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𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐚𝐦 & 𝐂𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠

Pairings: Bakugo x GN! Reader, Kirishima x GN! Reader, Kaminari x GN! Reader, Tokoyami x Reader

Warnings: Major Fluff, Crack in Kaminari’s, Manga Spoilers in Tokoyami’s

A/n: I’m not gonna lie—.. I was literally scrolling through tiktok when I heard the sound and lowkey have been listening to it ever since— so that’s what inspired this headcanon😗✨

The song 👇🏽

Nigga was so confused

He was walking back to his dorm after showering after training

But before he got inside, he heard the song blasting from inside his dorm

He was standing there in utter confusion

Todoroki and Kaminari had walked past him with the same confusion written all over their faces

He looked back at them then grunted and pushed his door open

Inside you were in his hoodie and your looney tunes socks running around his room and singing

You jumped up on his bed and started dancing

“IF YOU LIVE IN A DREAM AND YOU KNOW WHAT IT MEANS THEN YOU CAN’T LET EM CHANGE YOUR MIND!” You screamed as you continued to dance on his bed

Bakugou stood there frozen.

All he could think is “what the hell are they doing” and “why am I dating this dumbass.."

He groaned and ran his hand down his face and closed the door

You jumped off the bed and poked at him

“Aye! Stupid ass stop that and turn that off! I gotta study” Bakugou said as he pushed you off

You rolled your eyes and turned it off

“Come on your studying with me too! God knows you need to anyways” he says gruffly

You nudge his head but eventually you sit down with him

He knew that you knew that he enjoys watching you making a fool of yourself

Why?

He says it “calms him” whatever that means

Baby was confused but was rocking wit it at the same time

Y’all was on another internship with fatgum and Tamaki

But it was like a day off so y’all was in regular clothes jus walking around

You was walking infornt of the men when you saw a group of little kids listening to the song

Then the nostalgia hits you

And you run over there and start jumping and dancing with the kids

Then cue your boyfriend, your mentor and your upperclassman

They all round the corner and when they saw you dancing and giggling with the kids they stopped

Kirishima was soooo confused at first then he started smiling

They all watched as you got the kids to dance in a line with you

Basically nigga LOVED it

The kids was circling around you and singing

And manz could not stop cheesing for the life of him

And you bet your ass he went up there dancing with all of you

And the kids parents were jus smiling in endearment

And then the little girls ran over to Tamaki who was nervous as hell to even be in the circle

Kirishima was poking and laughing with the little kids

Literally manz was having the best time of his life

And after Fatgum asked the kids parents, he picked all y’all up and started running around and laughing with all of you

Kirishima was sitting on Fatgum’s shoulder and you were on his other shoulder

He leaned over and whispered “We are totally making a dance for this”

You cackled in agreement and continued making fools of yourselves in public

Ok so first of all this was in the dead of night

Like everybody was ASLEEP

AND before anything you got permission from Mr. Aizawa to do this too

So you KNOW you wasn’t gonna pass up this chance

And after a couple more minutes of bugging the man, you got a dress shirt and you got Eri outta him

So here you are on a Friday night at 12:34am at night in the common room

You and Eri was in Mr. Aizawa’s dress shirts and in black socks with Midnight’s sunglasses on

You also got Present Mic and his speakers so you KNOW what’s bout to happen

You and Eri was bout ready to wake the entire school up

And den Mirio come busting through the door saying he wanna join

So now it’s you, Eri and Mirio ready to dance with Present Mic was at the speakers ready and Mr. Aizawa was sitting leisurely on the couch

Chileeee when the music started, the whole building was shaking

Y’all was on top of counters sliding down the halls and all over the place singing

And the more music that played the more lights got turned on one by one

Cuz only the common room lights were on

And eventually all the lights went on

Then you could hear doors opening and a stampede coming down the stairs and hallway

What came stumbling out was all of class 1-A in they’re pajamas, hair clips, bunny slippers and sleeping masks still on

Looking ratchet asf

And they all stood there and watched y’all acting like fools at 12 in the morning

But Denki???

Chile he couldn’t stop smiling and blushing

He loved seeing you like this

You were dancing around with Eri and Mirio and somehow y’all managed to drag Mr. Aizawa off the couch too

But here’s where things switch up

Cuz Kaminari ran to room and and came back

Mind you everybody is in the class is very much still awake and now having a dance party

So when Kaminari came back he was wearing a dress shirt, socks and sunglasses too

And y’all started doing literal choreography

And at the end yall did that “hummm” at the end and did a dramatic pose

Safe to say the whole school heard y’all that night

Now we know that Tokoyami had an internship with Hawks

So when Hawks got to know Tokoyami, you were introduced too

And poor Tokoyami could tell this was gon be a recipe for chaos

And lawd have mercy how right he was

Cuz this happened because a little girl was playing the song

She was at the park with her mom and brother

And you and Tokoyami just happened to be walking past there

And you heard the song

So you know Tokoyami heard it

And he knew exactly what was going to happen

You literally started this whole choreography

Just because of the nostalgia you had a while back

And the best part?

Hawks knew it too

And he just so happen to be flying by

And he saw both of y’all so guess what he did?

He flies down

And chileee when he heard the music, Tokoyami was damn near ready to sprint away

But he didn’t want to

Why? Cuz he loved seeing you so happy

And granted dark shadow loved you just as much so he’d prolly bug Tokoyami the rest of the day if he left

So he was more than happy staying

He watched as you and Hawks looked at each other and started dancing

Granted he felt kinda embarrassed about the whole thing but he couldn’t keep from starting at you

You and Hawks did your choreo and didn’t even realize that y’all was being recorded

People were all mesmerized with the way you and Hawks were just dancing like little kids

They found it funny

Granted only y’all could pull that off🙄💅🏽

Basically in retrospect, Tokoyami could literally not get enough

No matter how embarrassing it was to watch

Butttt he eventually got both of y’all outta there and apologized to the girl’s mother for y’all’s behavior💀💀

Oh btw somebody ended up posting the video and you and Hawks went viral

So now everybody that see you knows you as the Sam & Cat dancer😗💀

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carolmaximoffs · 4 years

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THE GOOD DOCTOR

CHAPTER TEN

Ch. Summary: Having successfully wooed Thea long ago, Sam puts a ring on it. For now, all is well.

Warnings: cursing, endgame/infinity war spoilers, drinking (in the context of a wedding reception)

Pairings: Sam Wilson x OFC

A/N: short and sweet ending. if you’re not caught up with tgd, you can read the rest of the story here, but otherwise this is it! i love thea so so much and i really enjoyed writing her. i hope this lives up to sam/thea shipper’s standards bc this chapter is all fluff...if people are interested maybe i’ll throw together a blurb or two later, but like i said, for now, this is the end.

Tagging some people so it isn’t lost in the tl: @star-spangled-beard-burn @suz-123 @curtainlover @annathesillyfriend

With the unique hell of her past, déja vu is thankfully not something Thea is overly familiar with. However, standing on the compound’s roof staring out into the sunset, a tingling of familiarity creeps up her spine. When she turns, he’s there, and when she blinks, he doesn’t disappear. Sam is real once more, in her arms like he has been for the past year. Thea buries her face into his chest as he runs a hand over her braids.

“Technically, it’s bad luck to see each other before the wedding.” Sam’s voice is soft, joking, but Thea still halfheartedly drives a fist into his gut.

“Shut up, Wilson,” She grumbles into his shirt. “Not ever letting go of you again if I don’t have to.”

Sam tucks her head closer to his heart, calloused hands cradling her to him. “I know, honey, I know.”

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Wanda gapes as Thea steps out into the hall, Pepper right behind her.

“Wilson is a lucky, lucky man, Thea,” The Sokovian murmurs as she steps closer, securing one of the flowers twisted into Thea’s hair like a crown. Morgan, beside her, bounces eagerly on her heels, nearly spilling her basket of petals. Pepper quickly snags the basket from the young girl as Thea scoops Morgan into her arms.

“Mama did so good, Auntie Dot!” Morgan exclaims, leaning back precariously in Thea’s arms to tug at a kinky curl. “Just like a princess.”

Thea plants a kiss on Morgan’s forehead in thanks. As Morgan squeals, swiping at the glittery imprint left on her face, boots pound up the stairs. Bucky peeks around the corner, hair freshly cropped. He runs a hand over it and lets out a low whistle as he gives Thea a once over.

“Damn, Doc. Not too shabby out of them scrubs,” He drawls. Thea turns Morgan’s face away with one hand and flips him off with the other. Bucky only rolls his eyes, making a show of shifting uncomfortably in his suit jacket. “Ladies, you might want to head out. ‘Cept you Miss Morgan.”

“I go first!” Morgan cheers. She squirms, and is back to bouncing as soon as Thea sets her down. Pepper hands Bucky the basket as she and Wanda slip past him. Bucky crouches, handing the basket to Morgan with as much seriousness as he can muster.

“That’s right, bubba, but you gotta stay still so you don’t spill it, okay?” Bucky instructs as he hands the basket to her. Morgan salutes him, and Thea bites her lip as Bucky salutes right back. “Awesome. How about you go wait with Mr. Steve at the end of the aisle, okay?”

Morgan nods eagerly, scampering off towards the stairs. She holds her basket as steady as possible all the way down. Bucky gets up like he hasn’t just interacted with a child in the sweetest way possible, brushing off the knees of his dress pants. He catches the look Thea’s giving him, though, and makes his face as threatening as possible even as his cheeks flush. “Not a word, Doc.”

“Of course not,” Thea murmurs. Bucky leans around her, grabbing her bouquet off a small table beneath a painted portrait of the Stark’s that makes him quickly avert his gaze. She thanks him softly, smoothing her dress one last time before taking it from him. Thea makes to go around him, but he stops her with a light grip on her shoulders.

“You sure you wanna do this?” He inquires, and Thea knows that he’s only half joking. “I can fly a helicopter. I’m sure Stark’s got one stashed here somewhere. You just say the word...”

Thea laughs, though not unkindly. “That’s sweet, James, but I’m pretty positive this is what I want.”

She stands on her toes to press a kiss to the soldier’s cheek, though she knows it doesn’t nearly express how grateful she is in the way she needs it to. Finally, they join the others outside. Morgan is chatting animatedly with Wanda about their matching dresses; Steve, barely recognizable even after a year, smiles at them as they step off the porch . Pepper’s strawberry blonde head can be picked out of the thin crowd, right up front.

“You look lovely, Thea,” Steve whispers as she steps up beside him. Bucky snorts.

“You would think so, practically eye-level with-” Thea punches him in the arm before he can finish the thought. He snickers as he walks off, linking arms with Wanda. The wedding march starts; both Wanda and Bucky urge Morgan forward. She skips down the aisle, joyfully scattering rose petals, and just past her is the sight that truly cements the moment for Thea. Sam, all decked out in a three-piece suit, a pale orange rose pinned to his label matching the blooms in Thea’s hair. The hand on Steve’s wheel-chair tightens.

“It’s surreal, right?” The man in question breathes, just for Thea’s ears as Bucky and Wanda make their way towards the makeshift alter in Pepper’s backyard. Thea can only nod, because suddenly Steve is wheeling himself forward, and she’s almost in a trance alongside him. Bucky gives her a thumbs up from Sam’s right; Wanda offers a reassuring smile. Steve grips her hand tightly just before she steps away. Sam turns to face her, watery eyes never straying. She bites back the overwhelmed, joyful sob that rises in her throat when he links their fingers between them.

“Alright, everybody, thanks for being here today. This isn’t a real bible, its just a fancy notebook with all the officiate-y lines in it,” Happy laughs nervously along with the small audience of friends and family they’ve amassed. “No, seriously, I got certified online last week because Pepper...nevermind. Sam, repeat after me... ”

Thea finally does let it all go when she slides a thick silver band onto Sam’s finger with shaking hands, crying openly as he returns the gesture with a thinner, sapphire-studded ring. When he kisses her, he cradles her face in his hands. It quickly turns into his hands slipping down to her hips. Thea laughs into the kiss as he grips her ass tightly in one hand, her waist in the other, dipping her low over his knee. The crowd whoops and hollers; Sam rights Thea back on her feet, both of them breathless and smiling like idiots. The moment is shattered as there’s a loud cough, and Bucky slings off his bow-tie.

“Can we get to the food already?”

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“Can I have everybody’s attention please?” Sam’s standing from his chair, clinking a champagne flute with his knife. Per his request, everyone in Pepper’s dining room-turned-banquet hall turns to face him and conversations cease. “Thanks. I don’t know if the husband usually gives any type of speech but, here goes nothing.

“When I first met my wife,” He pauses to glance at Thea, grin enormous. “When I first met my wife, I didn’t think she’d be my wife. I mean, obviously, I thought she was gorgeous, but I hadn’t seriously thought about dating anyone in...I don’t even know when. Superhero thing kinda takes over your life, you know? Being a vet counselor wasn’t much better. But Thea...Thea was different. She was smart, funny...she could tolerate Tony effin’ Stark. She’s also one of the strongest people I know. I started ‘wooing’ her partially as a joke, cuz, hey, what shot did I have? C’mon. Wiseass vet in his thirties, saves the world in a bird costume. And this woman...this woman not only was a surgeon, she had a damn PhD! And then we find out she can heal people with a freakin’ touch...no way. No shot in hell. But she took it all in stride, and saw something in me - I still don’t know what - and she chose me. She chose me, and I promised already, but baby,”

Sam turns to Thea instead of the guests now, reaching out a hand that she gladly accepts. With her free hand, she swipes at stray tears leaking from her eyes. “Dorothea Triplett-Wilson, I promise I’m gonna choose you every goddamn day of my life. If I’m still saving the world in ten years, it’s only to keep you in it, and make it a better place for our kid.”

“Your WHAT?” This comes from Wanda. Beside her, Bucky has promptly choked on his champagne. Morgan is parting his back with as much force as she can muster. When she finally gathers the courage to peek through her fingers, Thea meets her husband’s embarrassed face. Despite the chaos around them, he gives her his most charming smile.

“Oops?”

#tgd/carolmaximoffs #sam wilson x oc #sam wilson x ofc #sam wilson fic #marvel fic #marvel #MCU #marvel au #bucky barnes #wanda maximoff #morgan stark #pepper potts #happy hogan

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artificialqueens · 4 years

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The Next Ten Minutes (Your Move 2.3) (Branjie) - Ortega

a/n: the year is 2033. your move 3 has still not been written. i’m joking, but it’s laughable that it’s taken me a literal year to get even a husk of close to writing/finishing the third installment in this oneshot-turned-trilogy. basically i’m doing a complete overhaul of the doc and indeed, the structure of the fic which meant me having to get rid of two relatively sizeable chunks. but i know there’s some very patient people out there that enjoy this verse so i thought why not get rid of them on here? this is the first chunk and there’ll be a second one to come soon, and then fingers crossed we get the official your move 3 by the end of the fucking year amirite?????????

tl;dr: thank u for being patient, thank u for the consistent and inexplicable love i get for this verse. enjoy 2 cute idiots being cute at the zoo (trigger warning for zoos in case ur not a fan of them)

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Vanessa was tugging on Brooke’s arm, jogging ahead of her like an excited kid, and Brooke couldn’t help the smile that involuntarily sprang up to her face. It was the most perfect day; warm and sunny but not uncomfortably so, the zoo was quiet because all the kids were in school, and her girlfriend was smiling with anticipation, yapping at her like a puppy and making Brooke’s heart swell so much it almost hurt.

“Brooke, come on! The man said the koala’s got a joey and I wanna see if we can see it,” she pleaded, letting go of Brooke’s hand, running about a metre, then standing still and pouting as Brooke walked calmly at a sensible pace.

“You’re going to give yourself a stitch if you keep doing that,” she shook her head affectionately, taking Vanessa’s hand again. Her girlfriend barked a laugh.

“No ma’am! A bitch got stamina. Besides, it’s been what, an hour since we shared that sundae?”

“You have a weird definition of shared,” Brooke said, raising a disbelieving eyebrow and receiving a thump on the arm in reply.

“Leave me alone. I got an appetite,” Vanessa rolled her eyes, suppressing a smile as Brooke snorted and looked to the ground.

“You’re insatiable in many respects,” she teased, Vanessa frowning in confusion. Brooke elaborated for her. “As in, you like sex.”

A look of realisation passed across Vanessa’s face which Brooke found completely endearing. “True. You’re as bad as me, though, so I guess we both greedy bitches there.”

As Vanessa calmed down and matched Brooke’s pace, Brooke sighed contentedly. This was their fifth proper date and Vanessa had insisted on treating Brooke to everything, Brooke having either paid for Vanessa or split the bill with her on all their other dates. Vanessa had been so pleased with herself all day, not having batted an eye at the extortionate zoo entry fee as she handed over her card. Brooke had been pained- she desperately wanted to pay for things, she couldn’t help it- but at the same time she appreciated what Vanessa was doing for her. She knew she didn’t get paid nearly as much as her and so their date was a bit of a sacrifice on her end, so knowing that Vanessa wanted to treat her made her flattered.

They finally got to the koala enclosure, Brooke laughing as Vanessa accidentally walked into an overhanging bamboo plant. It was funny the way that everything Vanessa did seemed so endearing to Brooke. As she walked up to the glass and peered at the little animal on the other side of it, Brooke watched affectionately as her girlfriend, usually the loudest person in any room, became a totally different person.

“Oh my God. Look at it. I’ve never seen anything so adorable in my life,” she whispered, in what was possibly the quietest voice Brooke had ever heard her use.

“You should see yourself,” Brooke smiled, wrapping her arms around Vanessa from behind.

“Hey, keep your voice down, girl. The joey’s gonna get scared,” Vanessa shushed her, her voice barely louder than a murmur. Brooke laughed softly.

“You’re like a little koala bear sometimes,” Brooke smiled, the thought popping into her head as she watched the koala munch on some leaves. “You’re always happy when you’re eating or sleeping.”

Vanessa tilted her head so she could smile at her girlfriend. “Koalas ain’t bears. They’re marsupialans.”

“Marsupials.”

“Whatever. Point is, I’m smarter than you about koalas, so this is the proudest moment of my life,” Vanessa laughed happily. “I know more than my girlfriend with eleven billion degrees about something!”

Brooke rolled her eyes. “Shut up. I don’t know everything. You’re smart too.”

Vanessa let her eyes flutter closed, kissing Brooke on the cheek lovingly. Brooke took a second to let the whole moment sink in. They were just entering their third month together, technically their second as a couple, but Brooke had learnt never to get hung up on technicality with Vanessa. Brooke had embraced the presence of Vanessa’s chaos and crazy in her strait-laced, ordered world, the other girl a complete hurricane but Brooke always managing to sit in the eye of the storm. She hoped Vanessa felt the same about her too. She always tried to tell Vanessa how much she meant to her, and Vanessa told her the same, but Brooke always seemed to manage to over-analyse the intended sentiment until it lost all its meaning. Looking at Vanessa now, there was a lot that ran through Brooke’s head. There had been a couple of things she’d been wondering about in the last few days but hadn’t been brave enough to verbalise them to her girlfriend yet. Except now the day had been so perfect that Brooke felt as if nothing could go wrong. Hopeful and optimistic, she turned to Vanessa.

“Hey,” she said tentatively, keeping a hold of the smaller girl in her arms. “I was thinking of maybe telling a couple of people at work about us? You know…let Detox finally scream about it for a while. I think she’ll pop if she has to hold it in much longer.”

Brooke watched as Vanessa’s face grew intrigued. “Really? You sure that’s a good idea?”

Brooke faltered. “Yeah. Why? Don’t you?”

“No, sure, I- of course, it’s just…” Vanessa ran a hand through her blonde waves and grew embarrassed, and Brooke suddenly regretted asking her anything. Frowning, Vanessa appeared to collect her thoughts and then spoke again. “I know that our relationship ain’t equal. From a society point of view. It’s like a big massive, walking, living cliché, the secretary and her boss, and even though I like having that aspect sometimes…in the real world, it’s gonna turn a lot of heads. I don’t want people lookin’ at me and judging me because they think I’m some cheap gold digger or some airhead, and lookin’ at you and thinkin’ you could do so much better than me.”

Brooke felt a stab to her chest. She pulled her girlfriend close in a hug. “Oh baby, no. Nobody’s going to say that.”

“But they will, though. You know what people are like.”

“Well, maybe they will,” Brooke frowned, confidence suddenly returning. “And so what? Since when has my girlfriend ever given a fuck what people thought of her?”

Vanessa laughed sheepishly. “Since I became your girlfriend and felt like I’ve been living in a dream.”

Brooke kissed the top of Vanessa’s head and pulled away. She felt for her- she could see why Vanessa was nervous and in truth, she was too. But keeping their relationship lowkey was torturing her, and all Brooke wanted to do was shout that she was happy with Vanessa at the top of her lungs. Thinking for a moment, she finally came up with something. “How about we meet up with some of my friends? There’s a mix of girls from work and outside of work, plus Detox would be there and she already knows you and loves you. It’d be fun! Please?” Brooke pleaded, and she watched the smile creep onto her girlfriend’s face. “I really want to show you off to people. You deserve to be shown off.”

The compliment sealed their fate as Vanessa sighed, rolled her eyes and finally nodded. “Okay! Okay, but they better not be bitches, ‘cuz you know I’ll cut them.”

Brooke raised her eyebrows as she laced her fingers with Vanessa’s and finally pulled her away from the koala enclosure. “I don’t doubt it. Come on, princess, let’s go see the meerkats.”

#rpdr fanfiction #vanessa vanjie mateo #brooke lynn hytes #branjie #lesbian au #your move #the next ten minutes #ortega

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bonzhur · 4 years

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"I have 4 brothers (one of them is younger and the two oldest are quite a lot older) so I was thinking maybe a Damian Wayne x reader (16+) where Damian and reader are secretly dating and Damian bumps in to the reader whilst they are both out with their siblings. Maybe a few of them know each other from school and they wanna hang out and Damian and the reader try and pretend they don’t know each other so their siblings don’t make a big deal about their relationship but maybe somehow they let it slip."

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Oh my gosh...

First off, I'm so sorry for not checking my asks, college and now this world wide issue. I'm so sorry!! *Bows* Please forgive me!!!

Second, I hope you can still enjoy this late reply, I'm really sorry ;-;

Guys, the keys for this story are these;

B1- Brother 1

B2- Brother 2

B3- Brother 3

Again, I am so sorry! P.S. details are lacking so I choose them for you... You'll see what mean later. Please enjoy this late reply, again, I'm so sorry!

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I sighed as I sat on the mahogany bench, my sweat rolling down my skin as I tried to catch my breath.

"B1!"

The screech of my younger brother can probably be heard throughout the entire park, heck, maybe even Gotham. But I get how he's feeling, I'm ticked as well after all.

"What on earth gave you the great idea to drag me out of my bed to go jogging with you!" I turned my head to see B3 jabbing his finger at B1, who's just trying not to laugh. Yea, let's see that smug grin later when I beat ya for interrupting my sleep.

"What's wrong, lil bro?" B1 chuckled as he skipped a few feet away from him, holding his hands up in defense. "Not my fault you lack vitamin D and been hold up in your room with your video games, you and y/n both."

"Excuse you!" I immediately sat up and glare at my brother. "But my babies needed me, okay!"

A hand came suddenly and messed up my already bad bed hair. Not my fault B1 dragged me out of bed with no preparations, again whatever. I swatted the hand away, glaring at B2.

"Hey, I understand your struggle." He said with a look of understanding. "I bought you that switch with animal crossing remember."

I huffed and crossed my arms. Not my fault I got addicted to the game, not my fault it's one of the only games I can play with him.

A smile started forming on my face as I thought of him. Damian Wayne, son of billionaire Playboy Bruce Wayne, a student in Gotham High, and my absolutely hot boyfriend. Can't deny how toned and defined his body is~ And that ass is mine, so back off bishes! If only I can say that...

You see Damian may be my boyfriend, but we're in a secret relationship. Yea, sucks to be me alright. I do understand where he's coming from though. It's not about his image (he'd throw that away cuz he don't care) and definitely not his family, though he's adamant that I can't meet them yet (something about them never ending teasing and him not trusting they can keep a secret, also the fact that he wants to know how long it takes for them to figure it out). It's about me.

In Gotham High, I'm just a lucky smart kid, who got a scholarship. No one really pays attention to me, especially since there's more interesting people. So finding out a normal person like me is his girlfriend, let's just say it wouldn't end well. His fans would bully me relentlessly, people would assume I'm a gold digger or just a hoe. The rumours, the lies, the fights, the many ways this can go from great to worst. It's not the best situation to be, especially when Damian isn't always there to be by my side. Anything can happen and that anything scares both of us.

I groan as I quickly fixed up my hair into a high pony. It's bad enough that Damian doesn't go easy on me during training and now my big bro wants me to exercise in my rest day, not cool.

"let's just get this over with." I stood up, glaring at B1 as he innocently whistles. "I have a date with my bed and switch after this."

"So you're cheating on Pizza? With bed and switch? That's harsh." B2 cried as he clenched his hand over his chest, like the drama queen that he is.

"Maybe I should take Pizza out on a date later? Seeing as you're busy." B1 joked, fixing his black tank top like it was a suit.

"ha ha, very funny you two." Rolling my e/c eyes, I crossed my arms and walked towards them. "Now can we please just go?"

"fine, as soon as B3 stops complaining." B1 chuckled, causing me to sigh.

"I swear you three are making me loo-" All of a sudden, I felt someone bump into me and like dramatic girl, I nearly fell. But thankfully the culprit grabbed my wrist, saving me from the fall. I turn to the next victim on my list and was met with the mesmerizing green eyes of my surprised boyfriend. Shock dawned on my expression as I could only whisper. "Dami?"

"Habibti." Damian whispered back, I assume getting lost in my e/c eyes as well. Or maybe it was my sports outfit, who knows.

He pulled me up to stand and I was about to say something when I heard my brother called for me in the background. This snapped me back to reality and away from the Dreamland of Damian's eyes, pulling my hand back and stepping away from him. He did the same, now definitely looking at my outfit.

Now remember how B1 dragged me to the park for a jog. Well, it's extremely hot today and I'm not about to get out in the burning sun without a proper outfit. I.E. shorts, a tank top, running shoes, and my Batfam cap (a humor gift from B3. jokes on him, I love this hat). Now seeing how Damian is looking at my outfit, I can already tell what he's thinking, he's look at me with lust and want after all. Sweet Lord, if you're there. Please say me from this predicament I'm in. I want to walk please!

"Yo Dick, how ya been?" The voice of B1, surprised me as I turn to them. Eyes widening when I realized that Damian was with his brothers and sister. I think it dawned on Damian too, because now he moved more away from me. Sad but hey, secret relationship after all.

"Nothing much B1." Dick Grayson turned to me, eyes holding a flirtious glint when he saw me. "This your younger sister? Y/n?" He asked naturally, not like he ate me up with his eyes.

"Yea, she is." B1 said, like the confused idiot that he is. "Y/n, this is one of my old friends, Dick."

"Hi..." That's my poor attempt at interacting with people, brought to you by Social Anxiety and Depression!

"Name's Dick Grayson, this is my sister, Cass. My brothers, Jason, Tim, and Damian, who I think you met."

"Don't fool around, Grayson." Damian interrupted him. "I don't even know her."

"But you guys had a connection! Don't deny it!" Dick defended, while Cass giggled and Jason smirked at this, knowing a fight is near. Tim just went and laid on the bench, within seconds, he's asleep. Dude, the fu-

"Okay! Break it off." B2 said, pushing Dick away from Damian. "Me and my siblings have to go and finish our jog."

"oh, us too." Jason piped up. "Mind if we joined?"

"Sure, why not." B1 said instantly.

"wait, what?" Says my confused brain.

So during the jog, they explained how they knew each other, Jason to B2 and Dick to B1. Being from the same school and all that stuff, having a little fun reunion. Cass and B3 are watching Tim, who is barely awake but jogging too. I'm both amazing and confused at the same time. As for me and Damian, well..

We decided to jog the slowest, being at the back where none of them can see us or barely hear us. You can imagine how Damian teased me about my outfit and how after he's done with me, I can't stand for a week. Add some 'accidental' touching here and there, maybe a peck or two in secret. I'm actually surprised no one saw or questioned us.

Yea, that's how I felt until the end. Where Tim and B3 basically almost threw up because me and Damian are being too lovey dovey in the back.

"WHAT!"

Oh the chaos, how both B1 and Dick were celebrating about their siblings having a significant other, how B2 and Jason had a talk with each other about what to do if one of us broke the other's heart, and Cass being a sweet girl and congratulating us. She's the best.

At first, we tried to deny it, it's not like that, etc, etc. Then Tim pointed out that Damian called me Habibti, which we both, again, tried to deny it. Until Dick kabedons me and Damian attacked him. So now, they know that we're dating... Great.

Atleast now I can go to his house and be with him without fearing if his siblings see. Let me tell you, it was hella alot more fun than before.

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First off, again I'm so sorry. Second, I literally typed this for an hour and a half. I need sleep.. Not my best work, please forgive me at that. It's been years or months since I last made a one shot and it's obvious in the fic, Atleast to me.

Thanks for reading this late reply post!

#damian wayne imagine #damian wayne x reader #damian wayne #batfamily #latepost #writing shit #itslateiwanttosleep #sorryreaderforlatereply #submission

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aaaa I just couldn’t resist wanting to do this! Alphabet hcs (Fluff/Sfw style~)

I’m gonna do this for both Najlynn and Aidma!!!

A is for Adventure: something they haven’t done but have always wanted to

Both: Travel around the world and experience different cultures and have pure wild adventures to get to see beautiful sights. And they’d also want to help those they see that are in need of help and put them in a good place.

B is for Butterflies: How they act when they’re nervous

Aidma: Fidgets a lot. Usually she’ll fidget with her hands and kind of shift in place. It seems to get on other people’s nerves though....

Najlynn: Her feet tap a lot on the floor and she’ll fidget her tongue in her mouth. Her eyes can’t seem to stay focused either.

C is for Crush: what is it like when they have a crush? How do they know/act?

Aidma: She’ll be blushing more around them. When she gets even just a simple complement she’ll go shy mode. But she can still interact with them casually of course. She’d most likely find out about the crush when she’s taking one of her nature walks. Shy complement giver but she wants to show that she notices the little things about her crush.

Najlynn: Smiley smiley :). She’ll be your little comedian. She makes people fall for her through her jokes for the most part. She’d give you complements confidently a good amount too~

D is for Date: describe an ideal date for them

Both: They don’t really have date ideals just as long as both sides enjoy the time spent together that’s enough for them ❤

E is for Essential: what is one thing they could NEVER go without

Aidma: Well,,, support. trauma still haunts her to this day and she appreciates every bit of support she gets. I don’t think she’d still be here if she hadn’t had support....

Najlynn: Her close friends that understand her thick and through. They are her shields from the hate she gets for just being her (because she’s pan-sexual and poly-amorous).

F is for Favorite: a favorite anything- food, place, smell, book, etc.

Aidma: Spicy chips are one of her favorite snacks. Any lake/pond is a favorite place of her’s. wood, flowing water and however Zeus smells are her favorite scents. :> Her favorite books are academia books.

Najlynn: Macaroons with whipped cream and coffee is her favorite snack. Cafes, parks and board walks are her favorite places. Flowers, books, freshly gritted coffee beans and grass are her favorite scents. Her favorite books are also academia books (but she leans towards light and romantic academia books).

G is for Giggle: how they laugh/what makes them laugh

Aidma: Usually it starts out soft and she’ll be covering her mouth but it goes further it’d get a a bit louder and she’ll be clutching her stomach. Sometimes she just bursts out in loud laughter but tbh its rare.

Najlynn: She always purses her lips before laughing. always. And she never holds back, she can sometimes be the loudest laugher which can sometimes cause people to look at her weirdly but she never notices it.

Both: They both snort a bit in their laughs and i find that really cute uwu

H is for Holding Hands: Do they like holding hands? Are their hands warm or cold? Pinky promises?

Aidma: Y E S PLZ. her hands are warm uwu. also a big yes for pinky promises. Pinky promises are extremely important to her and if you break it then you break a lil piece of her :(

Najlynn: handholding is such a cute thing to do in her eyes so yes. her hands are actually cold! Pinky promises she sees as cute childish things to do. she usually doesn’t take them seriously but if the other person takes them seriously then she will too.

I is for Inside Joke: something they do that everyone thinks is funny but they don’t understand

Aidma: When she’s mad at Zeus she’ll call him pin-chan or pinny just because he hates it. He said “those are to much of childish names” for him lol. He especially hates it when its in front of people.

Najlynn: She likes adding the word girl in the most serious of sentences. ex “I am sorry for the death of your father girl”. Some kind of dark humor that is.....

J is for Jinx: Are they Superstitious?

Both: No, they usually make fun of superstitious people together.

K is for Kiss: how do they kiss?

Aidma: usually soft, and full of emotions. They leave you with a nice fluttery feeling. But when she’s horni she’ll be very passionate and you’ll be left to have to catch your breath.

Najlynn: itty bitty kisses and even though they were little, because there were so much you have to catch your breath.

L is for Love Languge: what is their love language? How do they give and how would they like to receive love?

Aidma: whether subtle or not, she gives constant reminders that she loves them. gifts, hand holding, cuddles, hugs and ect are her ways of expressing love. But she prefers to be shown love physically. You don’t even have to say the words to her, but affectionate touches are her favorite way of getting love.She also likes looking into the eyes of her lover lovingly and seeing the same look on their face looking at her (even tho she’s really shy about this).

Najlynn: She likes whispering sweet nothings to her lover and seeing their reaction. That’s her favorite way of showing love. She also likes getting shown physical affection.

M is for Meant to be: how/when they know someone is “the one”

Aidma: That when she spends time with them, it seems to go by so fast. That’s honestly what she really wants with someone.

Najlynn: That they’re okay with how she wants the relationship to be and it actually ends up working out. it never seems to work out with any body like this and she just wants someone who is cool with being in a polyamorous relationship.

N is for Nickname: a nickname they would have or their favorite thing to be called

Aidma: her nicknames are: Adi, Didi/Di, Dia and, Mani

Najlynn: her nicknames are: Naji, Naj, Nana, JeJe (its pronounced zhe zhe) DISCLAIMER: NEVER CALL NAJLYNN, LYNN. just don’t. She hates it and will end up breaking your arm if you do.

O is for Organization: are they clean or messy?

Aidma: clean for the most part, sometimes she is a little messy but later she’d end up cleaning it up. But she can get really messy on stressful days.

Najlynn: I mean, she’s kinda messy but her sister always ends up nagging her to clean up after herself so she ends up cleaning it up.

P is for Pet Peeve: What’s something they absolutely CAN’T stand?

Aidma: Strangers and non close friends who don’t get personal space. and constant small noises(like the ticking of a clock).

Najlynn: Being asked personal questions from non close people. like yeah she’s an open person but not that open.

Q is for Quiet: What do they do for peace of mind

Aidma: Nature walks, eat sugary foods, cuddle with her lover or get her emotions out by drawing

Najlynn: Scents really have a calming affect on her so she’d try to go somewhere that has one of her favorite scents. cuddling with someone also calms her pretty well.

S is for Soft: Describe their softest feature

Aidma: smile, laughter, basically her whole body. :3

Najlynn: her voice is loud but somehow soft?? idk how to explain it. her lips look so soft when she smiles i wouldn’t be mad if u wanted to kiss her right there when she smiles.

T is for Telephone: are they a talker or a texter? How often do they use their phone? (modern au ofc)

Aidma: she switches btw liking to talk over the phone/facetime/txting. Usually, she doesn’t use her phone much, like around 1h some days or 5h other days. depends

Najlynn: She likes txting better. sometimes she likes to facetime but its rare tbh. she uses her phone a lot, like around 7h.

U is for Unique: a random quirk they have

Aidma: not really a quirk but she mocks ppl’s voices a lot.

Najlynn: She can tell someone’s relationship with their family by first glance. lol idk how i thought of that.

V is for Valentine: Are they the type to celebrate or not?

Aidma: Even when she didn’t have Zeus by her side she loved valentines day. Although she did get a bit jealous of the happy couples she was happy for them.

Najlynn: Surprisingly, no. She doesn’t have any ill feelings towards it, she just doesn’t care for it.

W is for Wholesome: something extremely pure about them that makes you just *uwu*

Aidma: I know I already said this but she loves physical affection and imagining some Fluffy Adius scenarios really warms my heart 🥰

Najlynn: She’s just soo understanding!! I adore her for her supportive side.

X is for Xenia: How they would entertain a guest/show hospitality

Both: Cook some bomb food and sweets, (modern au prt) and offer to turn on the tv. lol but they’d probably talk over the tv.

Y is for Youth: A fond childhood memory they have

Aidma: uh............................................... okay well.......... when she first met her older sister (Amalie) They were in hiding but here’s the thing, they had Iasona who was still a baby at the time with them cuz Iaso’s mother had been killed right after she had birthed Iaso and then Iaso had been thrown out left to die. But Amalie found her and took care of her. After a a year and a few months when Amalie found Adi they decided to go into hiding and Adi thinks that time in hiding, taking care of Iasona was “a calm in the cruel storm”.

Najlynn: meeting her little siblings for the first time. She immediately adored them all.

Z is for Zzz: Sleep habits. Do they cuddle in their sleep? Talk? What do they dream about?

Aidma: She’s the biggest sleep cuddler. She doesn’t talk in her sleep (she’s quite happy for it). Nightmares unfortunately happen at least every week for her but her dreams are usually either totally chaos or, its of what she wanted her childhood to be.

Najlynn: Sometimes she’ll cuddle but it’s not often. Yeah she does talk in her sleep (when she and Adi have to camp out on a mission her sleep talking annoys Adi to no end(cuz she’s do damn loudd)) Sometimes she has visions in her sleep but she never remembers them. When she does have nightmares, they’re creepy asf. Her dreams usually have clouds in them for some reason idk y.

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Small Bump - Chapter 10

Rating: M+

Warnings: HERE IS AN EXTRA LONG CHAPTER CUZ IT’S BEEN A HOT MINUTE SINCE I POSTED!!!

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Despite his own fears, Michael continued to stay close to Lucy for the next few weeks. The only times he left her alone were when she went to the bathroom and when he got phone calls from the Cooperative. Lucy was beginning to get curious about this newfound affection. Michael had always been protective of her, especially when she was pregnant, but this was starting to border on clingy. She wasn’t exactly uncomfortable with it, in fact she rather enjoyed the extra attention, but it was worrying her a bit given how it was slightly out of character for him.

Another time when Lucy managed to get away during those clingy weeks was when she wanted to see Melanie and Ally. Melanie’s pregnancy was progressing exactly as planned and she was over the moon about it. Unfortunately for Lucy, her pregnancy wasn’t exactly normal. Not only was she still experiencing the extreme morning sickness (if one could even call it that since it lasted all day), but her nights were slowly but surely being filled with nightmares. Every night, Lucy was having heart stoppingly terrifying nightmares. They ranged from her normal fears of heights and spiders to her darker, more twisted fears of Michael and her children dying or ruling hell. Lucy had her head in her hands as she explained all this to Melanie and Ally as they sat in her living room. As Melanie’s due date got closer and closer, Lucy wanted to be with her best friend more often, and that afternoon she decided to bring Ally along with her so all her friends could meet up.

“Have you been able to get any sleep with these crazy ass dreams?” Melanie asked, handing Lucy a cup of her ginger tea as the redhead let out a heavy sigh.

“Well yeah, but I just keep waking up with overwhelming anxiety. Michael’s presence definitely helps but then again, it’s also not helping at the same time. Some mornings I wake up and my depression is just kicking my ass, and he’s almost suffocating with how much affection he gives me.” Lucy explained with a chuckle.

“I find it funny how just a few weeks ago, you were complaining that you didn’t see him enough. Now that you got your wish, you’re complaining that you’re seeing him too much.” Ally said with a laugh, “But I get where you’re coming from. When I was pregnant with Oz, my emotions were all over the place. One minute I wanted my wife as close as possible, the next I wanted nothing to do with her.”

“The thing is I don’t know how to handle it. I wasn’t like this during any of my previous pregnancies. Like this time around, everything is heightened so much more than normal for me. I wonder if that has anything to do with the fact that I’m carrying twins?” Lucy then grabbed a pencil and her sketchbook off the side table, drawing Michael’s eyes as a way to calm her nerves. Melanie felt her heart ache for her friend. She reached over and took Lucy’s hand, pressing it to her belly where her child was moving.

“Luce, just think, in a few weeks you’ll be feeling this yourself. Just focus on that. Focus on the two beautiful little lives inside you. Forget about everything else that’s upsetting you… Just think of them.” Melanie’s words made Lucy tear up. Her hormones were continuing to make her emotional, and to hear her friend say such sweet words was making her weak. She took her hand back and pressed it against her own belly. At 15 weeks, she had really started to pop. Since she was so skinny and short to begin with, her belly was quite obvious when compared to how it used to be. Lucy could sense the energy of her twins under her hand. She could feel their rapid pulses and when she closed her eyes to enhance the sensations, the lights in the room began to flicker. Books suddenly flew off the shelves and all the candles in the room simultaneously came alight.

“What the hell?!” Melanie gasped at the sudden display of power. Ally couldn’t stop staring at Lucy as she realized it was coming from her. She swallowed dryly as the idea that Lucy’s sudden strange powers were connected to the Cooperative somehow popped into Ally’s head. After all, if the Cooperative controlled everything, how else other than magic could that be accomplished?

“Lucy!” Ally shouted and Lucy snapped out of her haze. The candles extinguished all at once and everything finally stood still. The two other women stared at Lucy as if she had a second head. Lucy quirked her eyebrow in confusion as she frantically scanned the room.

“Uhhh…. Why are you looking at me like that?” She asked. She had basically tuned out of reality when her senses heightened. Her magic had spiralled out of control in that moment and she hadn’t even realized it.

“Lucy, are you ok?” Ally asked, both nervously and curiously. If being a part of the Cooperative gave someone magical abilities, Ally definitely wanted to be the leader of the group even more than before. This strange situation only further fueled Ally in her dark plan.

“I’m fine? Why, what happened?”

“Luce, you didn’t just see all those books fly off the shelves and the candles suddenly light themselves out of nowhere?” Melanie said, just as confused as Ally was.

“No?” Lucy then looked beside her, spotting books strewn all across the floor. It was then that she realized her powers had gone haywire while she tried to sense her children. There were a few moments of awkward silence before a sudden wave of nausea gripped at Lucy’s stomach. She ran past her friends and vomited into the toilet violently. In her mind, Lucy was more confused than ever. Not only had her powers gone out of control, but the second she came back to herself, she couldn’t stop herself from puking up everything she had in her stomach. When she finally stopped getting sick, Lucy sat back on her heels and putting her head in her hands.

“What the hell are you two doing to me?” She whispered as she gently rubbed her belly, trying to understand all the strange chaos.

“Lucy?” Ally’s voice piped up as she knocked on the door, “Lucy are you ok in there?”

“I’m fine! I’m fine, really…” Lucy called out as Melanie put her hand on Ally’s shoulder and gestured toward the door.

“Hey Luce, I think Ally and I are gonna go back to my place. She said she would help me set up the crib. So if you feel better later, feel free to come by alright?” Melanie shouted and Lucy sighed heavily.

“Yep. That’s fine. You kids go have fun.” Lucy said with a weak laugh as Melanie and Ally promptly left the apartment. A few moments later, Lucy finally got her strength back and stood up, grabbing onto the towel rack for support as she was still a bit woozy. Glancing at herself in the mirror, she immediately became worried. She was even more pale than normal, her freckles seemingly more noticeable as well. Her multicolored eyes seemed to have lost their trademark sparkle and somehow, she was even skinnier than she was before she was pregnant. It was then that she also really started to wonder what her pregnancy was doing to her abilities. She’d never really used them before except for when they were really necessary. However, the fact that they just went crazy for almost no reason made Lucy concerned as to what could possibly happen as her pregnancy progressed. She felt like in order to get them back under control, she needed to start putting them to use. Maybe by releasing the pent up magical energy, it would spare her from dramatic accidents later on.

When Michael returned later that evening, he was surprised to find Lucy with a large spell book in her lap. She had her long red hair pulled back as she focused intensely on the book in front of her.

“And just what exactly has triggered my soulmate to FINALLY investigate her abilities?” Michael asked as he approached. He could sense the power in the air as he got closer. The sheer strength she possessed was making the hair on the back of his neck stand up. Lucy looked up when she heard his voice, a gentle smile crossing her face.

“Something happened earlier with Melanie and Ally. I think the twins are affecting my abilities and I just want to make sure I’m not losing them completely.” Lucy explained, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

“I’ve been waiting for so long to truly help you with your power. You’re the only one equal to me in that respect, but you barely know how to use said power. I’ve been craving to teach you how to become the Supreme I know you’re meant to be.” Michael said with a smile, sitting beside her on the bed. He glanced at the spells she was looking at, quirking an eyebrow at how advanced the spells were, “Ok, so those kinds of spells might be a little too hard for you right now. Why don’t we start off with something simpler?” He suggested, closing the book all together. Lucy looked at him, confused for a moment, before he picked up the pen she had been using to take notes. He then held it in front of her, resting it in his palm.

“Move this pen with your mind. Throw it across the room.” Michael commanded and Lucy blinked as she stared at the pen. It wasn’t long before she felt energy building under her skin. Her body felt like it was vibrating as all of a sudden, the pen flew out of Michael’s hand and smacked straight into the door. Michael couldn’t stop the small laugh that escaped him at this feat.

“Very good, Lucinda! Now I already know you’re proficient in pyrokinesis,” As he said that, Lucy smirked in agreement as all of the candles in the room spontaneously lit up from her magic. Michael chuckled at this display before speaking again, “How about you give this a try: control my mind. Force me to do something against my will.” His demand made Lucy a bit concerned.

“A-are you sure? I’m not sure I’ll be able to do that.”

“Lucinda, my Precious Starlight, you are definitely strong enough to do that. Now make me do something. Control my mind.” He demanded again and Lucy swallowed dryly. Closing her eyes, she tried to focus on the bond she shared with Michael. She felt the buzzing under her skin increase as she searched through their bond. Once she got a good grip on it, Lucy felt the air leave the room as she tried to control his mind… To force him to do the one thing she’d always asked of him but he’d never done. Michael soon felt a presence in his mind, forcing his self control out the window. Soon enough, he was revealing his true face, his skin paling and his eyes turning black as the White Faced Demon was forced to the front lines.

“Lucinda…” Michael’s voice was deeper and trembling with fear as Lucy opened her eyes. She gasped as she gazed upon his true face… The face of the White Faced Demon, “Lucinda, what have you done?!” Michael whispered as he pulled away from her. Lucy then grabbed his hand, forcing him to look at her by using her control over him.

“Michael… I’m not scared of you.” She whispered, trying to soothe him as she stared into his empty black eyes, “I love you, my darling. I love every single part of you and this is the one side of you you’ve always refused to show me. You said to force you to do something. I forced you to bare your entire soul to me.” Lucy reached over and cupped his white face in her hands, her finger tracing the bloody pentagram on his forehead. Michael was trembling under her touch as if he was trying to hold something back, “I love both the beauty and the beast, the man and the demon… Michael and The Antichrist. And now, I finally see all of you.” Lucy said, finally releasing her control on him. His face immediately turned back to normal and his eyes turned blue once more. He stared at her with a look of both shock and adoration clear on his face.

“I thought you hated that side of me…” He muttered and Lucy shook her head.

“Not anymore. I used to be terrified of that side of you. I was worried about what you were capable of… But I learned over time that no matter what, you are my soulmate.” She took his hand and placed it on her belly, allowing him to feel the sheer energy of their children inside her, “You’re also the father of my children. I chose you to love and father my children. I knew what I was getting into when I agreed to that.” Lucy’s words made Michael let out a shaky breath.

“I’m sorry… I’m just not exactly used to this kind of compassion. You’re pretty much the only person who’s shown me this kind of kindness without wanting anything in return. Even though we’ve been together for years, I’m still shocked by you quite often.” Michael said with a dark laugh. Lucy just smiled and caressed his cheek while he pressed his hand more firmly on her belly.

“I love you. I’ve always loved you.” Lucy said and Michael nodded in response, “I’m sorry I forced you into revealing your true face.”

“No… It’s fine. I asked you to control my mind. You did what I asked of you. If you’d like, we can continue. After all, you are the Supreme.” Michael teased after pulling himself back together. Lucy just laughed at him and shook her head.

“How the hell can you do that? You have an emotional outburst one moment and the next you’re suddenly calm and collected again.” Lucy scoffed. Michael simply just rolled his eyes and raised an eyebrow.

“I think it might be because I’m not entirely human. But then again, it might just be the way I am, darling.” He winked at her, causing Lucy to laugh.

“Fine. Ok. What else do you want me to dor?” She asked as she crossed her arms.

“There’s a specific book somewhere in this room. A book that happens to be my favorite book from when I was a child. I’ve never told you the name of this book, but I want you to find it. I want you to sense where the book is in this room and bring it back to me.” Michael explained. Lucy narrowed her eyes, unsure of how or even if she’d be able to do that. Regardless, she nodded and closed her eyes, trying to hone in on the book Michael was talking about. Suddenly, it seemed as if all the noise in the room was silenced. The entire room went completely silent except for the sound of a soft pulse. When Lucy opened her eyes, she stood up and followed the sound of the pulse. Walking across the room to a small wooden bookcase, Lucy pushed past other books and found the source of the noise. She pulled the small book out and looked at the cover, letting out a laugh of surprise when she read the title.

“Peter Pan? Really?!” Lucy asked as she held out the book and Michael nodded with a laugh.

“I was not really allowed to be a child, Lucinda. Just the idea of a boy being lucky enough to stay a child forever was basically a dream for me.” Michael shrugged. Lucy just shook her head again before hopping in the bed beside him.

“No matter how much I think I know you, you always find new ways to surprise me.” Lucy laughed and Michael smirked in response.

“I’m always full of surprises.” He winked at her again before taking her hand in his, “The next test might be a bit difficult, seeing that you’re pregnant. I’m not even sure if you should attempt this just yet.”

“Why, is it dangerous?”

“No, not at all. It’s just that I’m unsure if it will work since you’re carrying two other lives inside you. It’s called Transmutation, which is just a fancy way of saying Teleportation.” He explained and Lucy quirked an eyebrow. She’d always seen Michael teleport anywhere he wanted, but she was unsure if she could do it herself.

“Well it’s worth a try. After all, in order to be a Supreme, I have to complete the Seven Wonders right?” She took a deep breath and focused on the inside of their closet. She envisioned the walk in closet in her minds eye, noting every little detail before forcing herself to project her body into that space. Soon enough, Lucy vanished from the bed and reappeared inside the dark closet. Her first instinct was to check on her children, her hands flying to her small belly. She let out a sigh of relief when she felt their presences still nestled deep within her womb.

“Lucinda?” Michael called out, a bit shocked that she had managed to do it. Lucy opened the closet door with a smile, laughing softly when she saw Michael’s surprised expression, “Well I’ll be damned! Nice work, my love.” He stood up from the bed and approached her, wrapping an arm around her and pulling her in for a kiss. She happily kissed back for a moment before tapping him on the nose with her index finger.

“I’m always full of surprises, Michael.” She teased, throwing his own words back at him, “What’s next? There’s two more wonders to complete.” She asked but Michael’s face fell in response.

“The last two of the Seven Wonders will have to wait until after the twins are born. These two wonders deal with the balance between life and death. If done improperly or failed completely, you could die. I know for a face that your pregnancy could alter the outcome of these tests, so we’ll wait on those strengths until after our family is finally complete.” Michael’s words made Lucy blink in confusion but despite her confusion, she did understand where he was coming from. He wanted to protect all three of them. Lucy simply nodded in response before taking Michael’s hand and putting it on top of her belly. He smiled as she did so, his thumb lovingly stroking the rounded skin.

“You know, despite knowing the fact that nothing could ever possibly hurt you, I’m still terrified I’ll lose you in childbirth.” Michael’s voice went quiet as more of his fears bubbled to the surface. It seemed to Lucy that the longer they were in the Sanctuary, the more Michael dropped his dark Antichrist persona around her. Many times Lucy heard him angrily yelling on the phone in his domineering tone only to revert back to the young teenage boy she had fallen in love with the second he hung up the phone. She was probably the only person left alive that saw Michael this way.

She also was the only one who knew how deadly serious he was about his childbirth fears.

“Michael, I’m not gonna die in childbirth. These babies are gonna come out safely and without a hitch, I promise you.”

“You don’t know that. What if something goes wrong? What if I’m not able to bring you back?” He started to panic as his fears began to consume him but Lucy simply took his face in her hands and forced him to look at her.

“Michael, listen to me, I’m not like your mother. Our children won’t kill me. Our twins may be the children of the Antichrist, but they’re not Antichrists themselves. We’re going to raise them better than you were. They won’t be consumed by the darkness that lives within both of us.” Lucy’s words made Michael let out a shaky sigh. She was right… She was always right…

“Forgive me for being anxious. It’s just that neither of us have had the best experiences with this sort of thing.” Michael gave a weak smile and rested her forehead against his.

“We’re gonna be ok… We’re all gonna be ok.”

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awakeshedreams · 6 years

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Parachute {3}

Summary: Jungkook would do whatever to keep you safe.

Pairing: Jungkook X Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut. Mafia!AU.

Wordcount: 3.1K

A/N: SOOOOOOO IT'S HERE ! A little soon and earlier because the last chapter was short and Bighit didn't upload anything tonight so..... Yeah! Ummm that's it i guess? So I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and have a great day/night ~ 💜💜💜

When Jungkook wakes up, he feels his head throbbing and his body aching.

He grunts as he tries to tug at his hands and feet but they were tied. His eyes shot open when he realises he was tied to a chair in a red lit room.

“Finally awake,” a man says and Jungkook looks up to the source of the voice.

A fist comes into contact with his jaw immediately and he almost falls with the chair.

“This is fun,” the man laughs as he pumps up his fist again, looking at his other friends.

“Where is she?” he asks desperately as he ignores them all and focuses on the man ahead of him.

The man simply laughs, and Jungkook furrows his brows.

“She’s safe isn’t she ? Please don’t hurt her, you can do anything to me. Just let her go, she has nothing to do with this!” Jungkook pleads as he struggles in his hold.

“She’s dead.” He says simply and Jungkook stops moving staring at the man wide eyed.

“There’s no way,” he says as he shakes his head. You can’t be dead.

“She is.” Another man laughs and Jungkook's head falls, his bangs covering his face.

“A bullet straight to the heart. Min Yoongi is one talented one, You should have seen the way she choked on her own blood.” Another one says.

“That was hot,” the man who had been punching Jungkook says and the room erupts into laughter.

Just then the door opens and the men in the room bow to whoever entered.

He grabs Jungkook by the jaw and forces him to look up. Louis Ralf.

Jungkook's pitch black soulless eyes lazily look at the mans face and the man let’s go of him as he laughs.

“What did you guys do to him?” he asks the men in the room through a fit of laughter as he doubles over.

“We just told him how his girl died.” One of the men says, as he bursts into laughter, the other men following.

Louis is on his knees laughing his heart out as Jungkook remains motionless in his chair, head hunched over his lap.

Louis crawls towards Jungkook and laughs louder as he taps Jungkook’s lap.

“Ain't that funny?!” he exclaims through his laughter, tears coming out as he wipes them away and Jungkook doesn’t raise his head.

“I’m going kill all of you.” He suddenly says menacingly low while the men are laughing, but they all stop.

“And how exactly are you going to do that.” Louis taunts.

And Jungkook raises his head to reveal soulless eyes as the corner of his lips twitch.

“Mercilessly.” He says and the whole room grows cold and uncomfortably silent, feeling a shiver run down their spines at the blood lust Jungkook is oozing.

Louis let’s out a nervous laugh as he straightens himself up and dusts off his suit.

“You're all bullshit talk cuz look at you now,” he says as he puts on a smug smirk.

Jungkook scoffs as a smugger smirk etches across his busted lips, wiping the look of victory out of Louis’ face as he gulped.

“I accept it.” Is all Jungkook says as two of the men in the corner of the room who had been in the shadows come to the light and raise their guns and point it towards the men. It was Taehyung, who sent a wink towards Jungkook, and Yoongi.

“What the fuck is going on?!” Louis shouts as he looks at the site ahead of him.

Jungkook simply smirks as he glares at Louis.

“Check mate.”

And the room erupts into chaos as gunshots are released and men ascend from the roof.

One of them head to cut open the ropes behind him and set him free amidst the chaos.

Jungkook rubs at his wrists as he gets up and the older man who had released him pats his shoulders and smiles towards Jungkook.

“Welcome, boss.” He greets and Jungkook places his hand over the older man’s.

“Thank You, Hoseok.” He says as he nods at the him.

“Let's go,” he says as the chair ceases, see bodies bodies lying on the floor.

“Where is the scumbag?” he asks as he sees no sign of Louis.

“We let him go,” Yoongi says as he reloads his gun. Jungkook sends him a glare, still mad that he had the nerve to actually shoot you although it was harmless and for good reasons, it better be.

“Great, I’ll deal with him myself later. First, headquarters.” He says as he take the gun Hoseok’s hands him and loads it, the same one he had before, he thought, he left the mafia for good.

“Alright boss,” Taehyung says as they follow Jungkook out if the room and are greeted by an army( keke 😬) of thugs outside.

“Let's do this.” Jungkook smirks as adrenaline rushes through his veins, the rest displaying just as equally excited looks as they cocked their guns.

You wake up shivering. You were laying on cold cement.

You tried to get up but you couldn't, your legs were cuffed and there was a chain that connected it to the wall.

You groan as you feel the skin around it burning, your whole body aching and numb at the same time.

The room is dark and you can’t see anything.

The door infront of you opens and you squint at the sudden invasion of light as you looked away.

The man who walks in grabs your hand roughly and cuffs them, before hoisting you up, dragging you out of the room and into a fancy carpeted hallway. Were you at a hotel ?

You walk into the lift, tumbling as you get in and when you get off.

What is going on? You wanted to ask but your voice fails you.

You lost it from shouting and screaming non stop when you were brought to the gym and forced to see Jungkook get beat up.

When you got shot you really thought you were going to die, it's like your body had slowly given up on you. But you woke up in a heavily hospital like smelling room.

There was a man next to you.

“Where am I?” you as your voice cracked. He turns to you and smiles pushing you back lightly to lie on the bed when you attempt to get up.

“The effect of the suppressant still hasn’t worn off. Don’t move, it could hurt like hell,” he advices and you furrow your brows.

He notices your confusion and reaches out to put your hand in his as he introduces himself.

“I’m Hoseok, a close friend of Jungkook,” he smiles and you look at him in confusion. ‘a close friend of Jungkook’s?’ you’ve never seen him in your life.

“Are you going to save me?” you ask.

“Yes, Jungkook is coming too. Not yet though." he smiles as whispers feeling someone approach the room and then the door opens.

Jungkook is coming?

You were so confused at this point.

“Is all set?” The man asks and Hoseok nods.

“Get up.” He says as he grips your arm and hoists you up, hurting you as you let out an ‘ouch’ and hiss in pain.

“Hey, you might want to take it easy unless you want Jungkook to have your head on a stake,” Hoseok warns and the man gulps.

He leads you out of the room and you look back at Hoseok one more time.

He puts a finger over his lips and whispers a ‘shhh' before sending you a wink.

When you arrive to the filled with bulky men you are put to sit on a chair on a large dining table.

You stay there as you fiddle with your fingers.

Where is Jungkook? You want to ask someone, but you know you can't. After the little chat with Hoseok, you can’t help but be super alert now.

“Look at who we have here!” a man booms as he walks in, making you flinch.

“You're even more beautiful in person.” He says as he comes to stand in front of you across the table and observe your face before he sits down across from you.

“ My son sure does have great taste, just like his old man!” he laughs as he nudges the man next to him who laughs nervously, as if he doesn’t he could die.

His son? Jungkook? You wonder as you furrow your brows. Now that you think if it, you did see the resemblance.

“Oh, he never said a thing about me ? That had bastard!” he laughs once more and you feel yourself get uncomfortable. “He really is just like me,” he tells the other man next to him.

“Do you not speak?” he asks suddenly as he leans in on the table.

“I-I do,” you stutter and he smiles but you don’t feel any sort of comfort.

“Beautiful voice too,” he notes and the fact that he finds your voice filled with fear beautiful makes you uncomfortable and on edge.

He rubs his hands together as the smell of food fills the room.

Soon enough two plates of stake are placed on the table. One in front of him and one in front of you.

He begins eating but stops when he realises you haven’t touched your food.

“Why aren’t you eating?” he asks as blood mixed with spit fly out of his full mouth and you try not to show disgust in your face.

You raise your cuffed hands and he nods to the man next to you.

He unlocks your cuffs and you rub your sore wrists.

“Bon appetite!” he says as he resumes his meal.

He finishes and you have barely taken a bite, eyes trained on the table . He looks displeased but doesn’t address as he wipes his mouth with a napkin before setting it down again.

“So, where do I began?” he says suddenly, making you look up.

“You've been of great help to my son and you’ve helped me immensely. I thought he would become a criminal out on those streets, have you seen the kid?” he laughs but you don't.

“Of course you have. Anyways, you kept him in check, tamed him, the ‘untameable beast' as they liked to call him.” He explains and you feel bile rise to your throat at the mention of that name.

“You have him wrapped around your little pretty finger. And unfortunately, now that he has taken my place, I fear that it is more of a disadvantage than an advantage. You see, a man in love in this kind of business, he’s an easy target. He used to be so ruthless and deadly, but I can tell that he’s soften up on the inside and it shows,” he continues and you furrow your eyebrows. What kind of business ? What place of his has Jungkook taken?

“So I’m sorry to say, you are of no use anymore,” He says with a sigh and your eyes widen.

He gets up and grabs the gun from the man next to you, cocking it.

He points it to you and you feel tears burn the corner of your eyes as you shake.

Just then, the door bell goes off.

“Who the fuck is that?” Jungkook's father furrows his brows. He motions to one of the men to open the door.

“Room Service,” you hear and the man looks towards Jungkook’s father with a shrug of a shoulder.

At that moment the fire alarm goes off, the lights turning red, obscuring your vision for a bit and the men head out of the room through a back door that leads towards the stairs as they follow Jungkook’s father and cover him.

“You stay here.” He says firmly before leaving.

You hear a gun shot followed by a loud thud. The man who had opened the door lays on the ground and you stare at his dead body in horror.

The person who had just pull the trigger smiles at you as he takes off the apron and puts the gun in his back pocket.

“Let's go Y/N,” he smiles as he gestures for you to come with him.

You hesitate but you end up following him.

“We don’t have much time, before the alarm wears off,” he says as he walks you down the hallway.

“Are you a friend of Jungkook's ?” you ask as you follow him up the stairs, you were heading towards the rooftop.

“Yes, I’m Seokjin, nice to meet you.” He smiles innocently and you return it, not equally as full considering the situation you were in.

“Wait,” he says as he puts a hand in front of you and peaks from the corner of the corridor.

You hear grunts and thuds before Seokjin cuts the corner and approaches the man who had his back facing you.

He turns around and you gasp. It was Jimin.

He does a hand shake with Seokjin and he looks at you and smiles.

“Hey Y/N,” he smiles and you look at him stunned.

“Where's Jungkook?” Seokjin asks and Jimin replies.

“Rooftop,”

Seokjin begins walking and you follow him, giving Jimin once last glance over your shoulder as he sends you a wink.

When you arrive at the rooftop, you gasp at the sight in front of you.

A very angry Jungkook stood with his gun pointed at the man who was on his knees in front of him, dead bodies sprawled across the floor. It was his father.

“Do it!” his father taunts and you can see the way Jungkook’s hand shakes even though his face is stoic.

“Jungkook!” You call out and he looks in your direction wide eyed.

“Y/N,” he says in disbelief as he slowly puts his hand down.

“I’m fine!” you say through a smile, wanting to run into his arms but Seokjin holds you back, you look at him irritated but he just shakes his head.

At that moment a guns is fired and you watch in horror as Jungkook toppled forward, clutching his abdomen.

His father had pulled the trigger.

Jungkook groans as the old man gets up

“Jungkook you’re too weak, you should have pulled the trigger. Can’t you see what she’s doing to you?” he says as he places a shoulder on him.

“You used her to get me to take your place. You were going to kill her, if it weren’t for Taehyung” Jungkook says as he coughs out blood. “I can’t live without her. I can't. And I won't.” He confesses and you begin to sob as you struggled against SeokJin’s firm grip.

“Wait.” He whispers into your ear and you look at him ready to blow up. Wait for what? For Jungkook to be shot in the head?

Just then a loud roar rips through the air and you abruptly turn to see Jungkook's father on his knee as he groaned in pain. He had been shot in the knee you notice as blood pools around his feet .

You see a red light flash from the other building, a mop of pastel hair visible under the night sky, probably where the shot came from and before you know it’s gone.

Jungkook gets up and grabs the gun that had fallen, the hard metal cold tip pressing into his father’s forehead.

Suddenly the older man laughs.

“You think you can keep her safe? If it’s not me someone will definitely, eventually, come for her to get to you. It’s the easiest way son. Don’t you remember what happened to your mother?” he laughs dryly and Jungkook presses the gun further, making the man gulp.

“I'll make sure that doesn't happen.” He says with confidence before he cocks the gun.

“Do it.” His father says as you feel your eyes tear up, you want to stop him because this isn’t who he is, but your voice fails you.

He pulls the trigger, the sound of the gunshot echoing through the night sky.

You fall to your knees and Seokjin places a hand on your shoulder, giving it a comforting squeeze.

You are brought back to reality when Jungkook grunts loudly as he falls to the ground and you run to him, Seokjin following behind.

“What’s going on?” you sob as you take his head and place it on your lap, crying at the site of him like this.

“The bullets, they were laced with poison.” You hear Hoseok speak as he walks towards you and Seokjin through the rooftop entrance door.

“We need to save him,” you plead and Hoseok leans down to place a soft hand over your shaking shoulder as he looked into your eyes.

“We're going to save him, promise.” He assures you and you nod, looking back at Jungkook, his eyes had gone almost shut as he lazily stared at you, body limp.

You cup his cheeks and sooth his hair as you hug him to your chest.

“Let's go , Namjoon is here.” Hoseok says to Seokjin.

You hear sirens, signalling the police and you look at them wide eyed.

“We need to hurry.” Seokjin says, gesturing to Hoseok to help him lift Jungkook up as they exit the rooftop.

HERE'S THE 3RD CHAPTER 🤸🏾‍♀️ What do you guys think will happen next and what did you guys think of the chapter??

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laisselfreemaiden · 6 years

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Grandma’s Ring pt. 4

Warning: Cursing, you curse. I don’t remember how much. Some fun with dwarves, who sing. Snow White would’ve been cooler with these dwarves lol

A/n: So this is almost 3000 words. I have a pdf of the scripts for this, but some of the descriptions of how they appear or act is my own because they don’t have that in it. That’s my excuse if anything is inaccurate. Also, it’s long cuz I wanted to just cut it off when Bilbo faints cuz ya know. Why not, seems like a good place. Anyway, enjoy!

You watch as the dwarves, brought by Gandalf this time, raid Bilbo’s cupboards and seem to completely disregard the poor hobbit who’s anxiously tries to get them to listen to him. It’s oddly funny, seeing them run around. And, oddly, they’re slightly taller than you thought and broader, their hair looks more tangled but also looks like it could be soft. If you are stuck in this world, you might as well pay really close attention to your favorite characters, right?

“Those are my plates! Excuse me! Not my wine. Put that back. Put that back! Not the jam, please! ...Excuse me.”

Bilbo gets distracted by the dwarf Bombur walking out with an entire stack of cheese wheels in his arms.

“Excuse me, a tad excessive, isn’t it? Have you got a cheese knife?”

You just grin to yourself as the dwarf’s brother replies with, “Cheese knife? He eats it by the block.”

Bilbo looks nearly ready to kill the dwarves.

Oin and Gloin are bringing chairs down into the hall for all of them to have seats, one of them carrying a very old, very nice looking chair that Bilbo ends up nearly flipping his shit over.

“No, no, that’s Grandpa Mungo’s chair! No, I’m sorry, you’ll have to take it back please. Take it back...it’s antique, not for sitting on! Thank you! That’s a book, not a coaster. Put that map down, thank you.”

“I cannot hear what you’re saying,” Oin replies, and you have to stifle a laugh.

Gandalf motions you over to him as Dori appears with a tray of tea. “Excuse me, Mr. Gandalf, young miss, can I tempt you with a nice cup of chamomile tea?”

You never actually had tea, so you accept the small cup with a smile, but Gandalf declines for red wine instead. You’ve seen the hobbit’s wine glasses and knew it really would be barely a shot of wine. You bite the inside of your cheek to keep from laughing before taking a small sip of your tea. It’s actually pretty good. Then, you watch Gandalf count the dwarves on his fingers.

“Fili, Kili, Oin, Gloin, Dwalin, Balin, Bifur, Bofur, Bombur, Dori, Nori...Ori.”

Bilbo wrestles a bowl of tomatoes away from Nori, which makes you chuckle behind your cup, as Bifur comes up to Gandalf and says something in his native tongue.

“Yes, you’re quite right, Bifur. We appear to be one dwarf short.”

“He is late, is all,” Dwalin says. “He travelled North to a meeting of our kin. He will come.”

You carefully watch the dwarves as Dori brings Gandalf his shot of wine. The wizard almost seems disappointed there isn’t more. Neither Bilbo nor you are seated at the table, mostly because there isn’t room. You just watch in amusement as Bofur tosses food into Bombur’s mouth. Your laugh is hidden within the cheering of the company. You do feel bad for Bilbo, though. After all, he didn’t even know they would come.

After they eat, they all begin to wander around, so you help Bilbo try to keep them from eating the rest of the house, though you’d be more helpful if you weren’t so giddy. It’s not every day you find yourself in a book or movie you love!

“Excuse me, that is a doily, not a dishcloth!”

Bofur, the dwarf with a furry ear flap hat, looks back at Bilbo as he takes it away. “But it’s full of holes!”

“It’s supposed to look like that, it’s crochet.” You smile at how exasperated he is.

The dwarf seems to want to poke fun at your poor friend. “Oh, and a wonderful game it is, if you got the balls for it.”

As Bilbo walks up to you, you stifle a snort of amusement. “Bebother and confusticate these dwarves!”

“Don’t be too hard on them, Bilbo. It’s a new place for them, it’s like children.”

“I don’t believe any of the hobbit children would be this rude,” he mutters.

Gandalf comes to talk to Bilbo and you find yourself looking over the dwarves again, but you find someone else watching you. Two someones, actually. The young princes of Erebor are looking at you just as curiously as you are them, almost like they’re trying to figure out what and who you are. You give them a small wave and Kili grins, waving back. Fili just keeps his stare on you.

“-I don’t understand what they’re doing in my house!”

“Excuse me,” Ori cuts in and you remember he’s the youngest in the group, so you smile sweetly at him. “I’m sorry to interrupt, but what should I do with my plate?”

“Here you go, Ori, give it to me.”

Here we go, time for the song. You can’t help but grin widely and move out of their way.

Fili takes the plate and throws it to Kili, who throws it behind his back to Bifur. He puts each dish he catches in the sink to clean it without turning around to see. As all of Bilbo’s dishes fly through the air, Gandalf ducks even more to avoid getting hit. You must look insane as you watch the controlled chaos around you with a huge smile.

“Excuse me, that’s my mother’s West Farthing crockery, it’s over a hundred years old!”

The dwarves not throwing stuff and are sitting back at the table start a rhythm with their silverware and feet, which seems to make him even more upset.

“Ooh, d’hear that, lads? He says we’ll blunt the knives.”

Kili grins and starts the song you can’t help but laugh to. “Blunt the knives, bend the forks!”

Fili elbows the plates and other dishes. “Smash the bottles and burn the corks!”

“Chip the glasses and crack the plates, that’s what Bilbo Baggins hates!”

You laugh softly, watching everything flying through the air and the different expressions of anger and frustration fall across Bilbo’s face.

The song ends not long after, with the dwarves and Gandalf laughing and Bilbo fuming to himself. Everything, however, falls silent when there are three knocks at the door. For the first time since the Durin brothers arrived, you say something.

“It’s starting,” you whisper to yourself, but Bilbo is close enough to hear you.

“What is?”

You blink out of your little world and look at him. “Huh? Oh, nothing. Just...thinking out loud.”

Gandalf opens the front door and you try to keep yourself from leaning over to see him. You didn’t want to draw that much attention to yourself. You hear him before you see him. “Gandalf. I thought you said this place would be easy to find. I lost my way, twice. Wouldn’t have found it at all had it not been for that mark on the door.”

You remember reading something about dwarves maybe being shortsighted, at least Thorin could be. It would make sense when you think about the rest of the movies.

“Mark?” Bilbo looks confused and very miffed. “There’s no mark on that door. It was painted a week ago!”

“There is a mark; I put it there myself.” Gandalf seems almost proud of that. “Bilbo Baggins, Miss Y/n, allow me to introduce the leader of our company, Thorin Oakenshield.”

At least he still remembers that you’re here, too.

Thorin barely spares you a glance before staring down your poor friend. “So, this is the hobbit. Tell me, Mr. Baggins, have you done much fighting?”

“Pardon me?”

“Axe or sword? What’s your weapon of choice?”

Bilbo still looks a bit confused and scared of the king dwarf. You, however, have your arms crossed over your chest and look barely fazed by anything happening. No wonder you keep getting curious looks.

“Well, I have some skill at Conkers, if you must know, but I fail to see why that’s relevant.”

“Thought as much. He looks more like a grocer than a burglar.”

As the dwarves laugh and leave to go back to the table, Bilbo looks at you confused. “A burglar? What nonsense did Gandalf tell them?”

You shrug your shoulders. “He’s a wizard, he could’ve told them any number of things. And god knows probably only a third of them are true.”

Even though it’s a poor attempt at humor, it makes a small smile appear on his face. The poor hobbit has no idea how long or hard this journey will be and, if you’re honest, neither do you. Watching it, reading it, is so incredibly different that going through it. Thinking about it now, it almost makes your feet sore. Their mountain is so far away.

“They say this quest is ours, and ours alone.”

You and Bilbo both look up at the dwarves.

“You’re going on a quest?” your little friend asks.

Gandalf nods ever so slightly. “Bilbo, my dear fellow, let us have a little more light.”

He goes to bring a lit candle to the table as Gandalf spreads out a map dramatically. You lean over to try and get a look at it when you see Kili motioning you towards him. He moves slightly to allow you a spot to see everything. You smile and fit yourself in, looking over the map. It’s amazing to actually see in front of you.

“Far to the East, over ranges and rivers, beyond woodlands and wastelands, lies a single solitary peak.”

Bilbo reads the map over, but you say it first. “The Lonely Mountain.”

Gandalf smiles at you and nods as Gloin says, “Aye. Oin has read the portents, and the portents say it is time.”

“Ravens have been seen flying back to the mountain as it was foretold: When the birds of yore return to Erebor, the reign of the beast will end.”

Bilbo looks concerned at that. “Uh, what beast?”

“Well, that would be a reference to Smaug the Terrible, chiefest and greatest calamity of our age. Airborne fire-breather, teeth like razors, claws like meathooks, extremely fond of precious metals-”

Your friend interrupts the dwarf. “Yes, I know what a dragon is.”

You start tuning them out in favor of studying the map. You don’t know the next time you’ll be able to see it or if you will ever be able to again. You doubt they’d even want to bring you along. It takes them a while to trust Bilbo and you don’t have anything to offer the company. You don’t know how to fight, you can’t track. What point would there be to take you anywhere?

“Shazara!” You nearly jump out of your skin when Thorin shouts in Khuzdul. “If we have read these signs, do you not think others will have read them too? Rumors have begun to spread. The dragon Smaug has not been seen for sixty years. Eyes look east to the Mountain, assessing, wondering, weighing the risk. Perhaps the vast wealth of our people now lies unprotected. Do we sit back while others claim what is rightfully ours? Or do we seize this chance to take back Erebor? Du Bekâr! Du Bekâr!”

You hold back a flinch when they all cheer. They’re louder than expected.

“You forget: the front gate is sealed,” Balin says. “There is no way into the mountain.”

You look to Gandalf immediately, knowing what he has up his sleeves. “That, my dear Balin, is not entirely true.”

You watch as the wizard produces the key to the mountain, seeing everyone look at it with as much wonder as you have.

“How came you by this?” the dwarf king asks.

“It was given to me by your father, by Thrain, for safekeeping. It is yours now.”

Since you’re next to Kili and Fili, you hear quite clearly, “If there is a key, there must be a door.”

“No shit, Sherlock,” you mutter, catching the two younger dwarves attention. You send them a small, sheepish smile, hoping they’d ignore what you said and wouldn’t ask what Sherlock was.

Gandalf taps the runes on the map with his pipe. “These runes speak of a hidden passage to the lower halls.”

The puppy prince chimes in. “There’s another way in!”

“Well, if we can find it, but dwarf doors are invisible when closed. The answer lies hidden somewhere in this map and I do not have the skill to find it. But there are others in Middle-earth who can. The task I have in mind will require a great deal of stealth, and no small amount of courage. But, if we are careful and clever, I believe that it can be done.”

“That’s why we need a burglar,” Ori says, looking at Bilbo, then to you.

“Hm, a good one, too. An expert, I’d imagine,” your friend says thoughtfully.

“And are you?”

“Am I what?”

You roll your lips together to stay quiet.

“He said he’s an expert! Hey hey!”

Bilbo looks shocked as the dwarves laugh. “M-me? No, no, no, no, no. I’m not a burglar; I’ve never stolen a thing in my life.”

With a small nod of agreement on your part, Balin says, “I’m afraid I have to agree with Mr. Baggins. He’s hardly burglar material.”

“Aye, the wild is no place for gentlefolk who can neither fight nor fend for themselves.”

Your spirit drops slightly, knowing you probably can’t do either. Bilbo keeps agreeing as the dwarrows start arguing. With a small expression of sadness, you look up at a now angry Gandalf. He stands to his full height and the room grows dark as he speaks in his voice of power, making everyone fall quiet.

“Enough! If I say Bilbo Baggins is a burglar, then a burglar he is.”

He then sits again and the room goes back to normal. He looks at you with a mysterious expression and you feel your hopes lift a bit. Maybe you would be included. Did Gandalf know you knew what would happen in this journey?

“Hobbits are remarkable light on their feet. In fact, they can pass unseen by most if they choose. And while the dragon is accustomed to the smell of dwarf, the scent of hobbit is all but unknown to him, which gives us a distinct advantage. You asked me to find the fourteenth member of this company, and I have chosen Mr. Baggins. There’s a lot more to him than appearances suggest, as well as the young lady, and he’s got a great deal more to offer than any of you know, including himself. You must trust me on this.”

Your eyes flick over everyone, waiting to see what would happen.

“Very well. We will do it your way.”

Bilbo starts freaking out. “No, no, no.”

“Give him the contract.”

“Please.”

“Alright, we’re off!” Bofur says as Balin hands Bilbo a very long contract.

You move from your spot to read over Bilbo’s shoulder.

“It’s just the usual summary of out-of-pocket expenses, time required, remuneration, funeral arrangements, so forth.”

“Funeral arrangements?”

He tugs you a few feet away from them to read it over. You still stand behind him as he starts muttering over the contract. “Terms: Cash on delivery, up to but not exceeding one fourteenth of total profit, if any.”

“Sounds fair,” you murmur.

“Eh, Present company shall not be liable for injuries inflicted by or sustained as a consequence thereof including but not limited to lacerations...evisceration...incineration?”

“He is a dragon,” you add.

“Oh, aye, he’ll melt the flesh off your bones in the blink of an eye.”

Bilbo seems a bit breathless as you put a hand on his shoulder. “Huh.”

“Do you feel okay?” you ask softly so only he hears you.

“Uh, yeah...feel a bit faint.” He bends over like he’s nauseous and in pain.

Bofur, in an attempt, possibly, to help him feel better, starts saying more on how dangerous this dragon will be. “Think furnace with wings.”

“Air, I...I...I need air.”

“Flash of light, searing pain, then poof! You’re nothing more than a pile of ash.”

Even you flinch at that. Bilbo takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself as you feel him lean more into your hand on his shoulder.

“Hmmm. Nope.”

He immediately drops, you move quickly to hook your arms under his to hold him up. WIth a huff that blows loose hair out of your eyes, you turn to fix the dwarf responsible for this with a look.

“Now look what you did. He’s not used to dangers like you guys, that was uncalled for.”

Gandalf has to keep himself from chuckling over how you scold them like children. “Very helpful, Bofur.”

He looks sheepish as you look at the other dwarves, still holding Bilbo up in your arms.

“Well? Anyone wanna help me sit him down somewhere?”

Thorin looks at Gandalf and whispers something you can’t hear.

“Do you require us to take her as well?”

Gandalf only smiles, watching as Dwalin comes to you and takes Bilbo to sit him in his comfy chair. “Hm.”

#Grandma's ring #the hobbit #the hobbit x reader #x reader #thorin's company #bilbo baggins #this is fun to write #fili x reader #yes it it #enjoy #it's probably gonna be a slow burn #which is also fun #anyway #yeah that's it

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kateofthecanals · 7 years

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For The (Not)Watch: Episode 7.4

The Reason HBO Can’t Afford Direwolves Anymore

So this week wasn’t quite AS boring as last week, but that’s not saying much. I almost had an emotion or two. ALMOST...

We open on something other than Dragonstone for a change -- in the Reach(?) and on the Westerosi Wells Fargo Wagon, which Jaime is once-overing, while Bronn hangs out in the background demanding Jaime give him Highgarden, but Biggie Lannister is like “nah, mo’ money, mo’ problems!” Bronn’s not buying that line, though, and feels he should be on the list of debts the Lannisters pay off. He also makes some snarky remarks about Cersei which are actually 100% accurate but of course Jaime, like GoT watchers, is blissfully blind to the truth. Jaime then sends Bronn with the Tarlys to go shake-down local farmers for their sweet, sweet grains.

Then we head over to King’s Landing, where Tycho is hella impressed that Pinhead Cersei will be able to pay off her debts in one lump sum but is kinda bummed to be losing out on that tasty monthly APR. Cersei hints that Qyburn is in negotiations with the Golden Company to join her cause and Tycho vouches for them... but reminds Cersei that the Iron Bank ain’t doing shit until Jaime makes that big deposit.

Next we hit up Winterfell, AND WHO THE HELL LEFT THE KIDS ALONE WITH LITTLEFINGER?? Somehow that snake slithered his way into Bran’s chambers and is attempting some kinda cringeworthy heart-to-heart... Seriously I half-expected him to tell Bran “I’M YOUR DADDY NOW.” Instead he decides to give Bran a gift -- the Valyrian steel dagger that was used to try to murder him in Season 1. Bran’s like... “Thanks?” (But really, isn’t this kinda payback for last week when he threw Sandra’s wedding night back in her face?) LF starts monologuing about Catelyn, and Bran asks if LF knows who the dagger belonged to (I’m guessing just to test LF, because obviously Miss Cleo is gonna know exactly who it belonged to... right??), and of course LF is like “No idea!” Then he randomly mentions the word “chaos” and Bran’s creep-dar goes off, and he interrupts him by saying “CHAOS IS A LADDAH.” Yes, folks, Bran threw LF’s dumbest catchphrase back in his face and it was played off like a genuinely weighty moment and not something that required a laugh track in the background. LF has barely time to react before Meera comes in. LF leaves, and Meera makes the sad announcement that she has to leave to be with her family, and Bran’s just like “Cool, bye then.” And Meera’s like... “bitch that all you have to say to me????” And Bran’s just like “uhhhh thank you for your service?” Meera then be thinking hmmm maybe this is just like a teen comedy and he’ll come wheelin’ after me at the airport at the last minute to profess his love for me? But nah, Bran’s straight-up fixing to ghost her ass, smh. She’s like “my brother, your wolf, and Hodor all died for you, Bran!!” But he’s like

And because D&D would rather leave significant character development off-screen, they have Meera assure us that Bran “died in that cave.” Cool, thanks, good to know!

Meera leaves, and then Bran hears the familiar strings of the Stark Theme, and he knows that Arya is near! Yes, Arya has finally found her way back to Winterfell. She strolls up to the front gates and is immediately given a hard time by the guards in a blatant repeat of the same scene from Season 1 (not the first or last time we will be seeing rip-offs from the first couple of seasons just in this episode alone). One of the guards even tries to PUNCH her (???) before agreeing to left her in but telling her wait while they decide what to tell Sansa. And since WF is being guarded by 2 of the 3 Stooges, Arya is able to just wander off without them noticing.

The guards then enter what appears to be the Bat Cave where Sandra is hiding out and has pretty much no visible reaction to hearing that Arya is in the house. Which is funny because Arya implied to the guards that Sandra would have their asses if she found out they’d turned her sister away. Instead, she just kinda looks bored and is like, “whatever, I know where she is...”

We then go down to the crypts for one of the most-anticipated reunions in ASOIAF-dom!!! Buuuut this is GoT, so it’s all very awkward and forced. Like, seriously, Arya, you’re not fooling anyone...

Sandra runs up to hug her, but just like with Small Wonder Bran, Arya-Bot 1000 barely registers an emotion or even bothers to hug her back. WTF, people???

They briefly have a moment in front of Ned’s statue, which was kinda nice. I mean, they didn’t even call him stupid or anything!! The lowest of low-hanging fruit, but I’ll take it at this point... Then Arya says it doesn’t look enough like Ned and that it should have been carved by someone who knew his face, but Sandra says that everyone who knew his face is dead. Ummmm? Sandra, Arya, Bran, Jon, Cersei, Varys, Sandor, Jaime, Littlefinger, Beric, Thoros... that’s almost a dozen people right there who are still alive that knew what Ned looked like (though I can’t vouch for their stone-carving skills...). Then, as usual, the moment is completely trampled on when the two sisters bond over how they both wished they had killed Joffrey themselves HAHAHAHAHA so sweet. Then Arya tells Sandra about her List, and Sandra’s just like

They make vague allusions to all the things they’ve been through since their separation. They then venture the godswood to say howdy to Bran, who is a party-pooper as usual, calling out Arya on her plan to go to KL to kill Cersei. Sandra asks Arya who else is on her list... SO MANY OPPORTUNITIES TO BRING UP SANDOR BUT NOOOOOPE CAN’T HAVE ANY DISCUSSION ABOUT THE HOUND WITH OR IN FRONT OF SANDRA EVEN IF IT’S ARYA DOING THE DISCUSSIN’ so she’s just like “eh most of them are already dead.” Then out of nowhere Bran’s just like “check out this new toy Littlefinger gave me” and Sandra’s like “WHY IS LITTLEFINGER GIVING YOU WEAPONS” Bran’s like “doesn’t matter, don’t want it anyway” and gives it to Arya.

The three Starks then make their way back into the the yard, where Brienne and Pod see them, and Pod says, “Good job, m’lady!” and she responds pretty much the same way I did -- “I didn’t do shit.”

Then we hit up Dragonstone, where the Jonerys train is being happily conducted by Missandei and Davos. Both give their respective masters a forced series of “nudge-nudge-wink-wink” moments with regards to the other, so as to to remind the viewers that THIS IS TOTALLY A THING, YOU GUYS. Dany and Missy are taking a stroll, and when they see Jon, they exchange a look like two freshmen girls who have just been acknowledged by the varsity QB on the quad. It’s quite pitiful.

Anyway, Jon takes Dany into one of the dragonglass caves to show her something. Sadly, he keeps his pants on and instead ducks into a tunnel which opens up into another cave with a bunch of primitive drawings on the walls. Indiana Snow then schools Dany on how they were drawn by the Children of the Forest and depict their encounters with both the First Men and the white walkers.

P.S. the CoF totally phoned it in on the FM but got all HR Giger when it came to the WWs.

And even though Jon could have drawn those pictures himself and made up literally everything he said for all Dany knew, she considers this definitive proof of his claims and immediately agrees to help him... if he bends the knee. There’s a lot of whisper-talking and long-held gazes, which I think was supposed to be “sexual tension”.

They exit the cave with their chaperones, where they find Tyrion and Varys waiting for them, looking rather glum. Tyrion drops the bad news that although they took Casterly Rock, the Lannister forces took Highgarden and all the spoils. Tyrion tries to rally, but Dany reams him out for fucking up and suggests he did it on purpose cuz he’s really still loyal to the Lannisters (OH DUHHHHH). She then declares “enough with the clever plans” and decides instead to stick to more stupid ones I guess. To that end, she asks Jon what she should do.

Your QUEEN, ladies and gents. Has no idea what she’s doing and constantly has to ask the (much smarter) men around her to tell her what to do. But the mere fact that she is “in charge” is I guess enough for most people to declare this “feminist”. Sure, okay.

Anyway, Jon tells her that if she uses her dragons to annihilate everyone, she’s just “more of the same” and isn’t giving her followers anything better to hope for. Which is a fair enough assessment but we all know it’s being used to highlight Jon’s “dumb” honor and compassion because DRAGONS SO EPICCCCCC!!!

Back at Winterfell, Brienne is again cleaning Pod’s clock (remember when this kid killed a Kingsguard in the middle of the Battle of the Blackwater? D&D don’t either I guess), but then Arya rolls up on her with Needle and says she wants to throw down with the person who beat the Hound. Brienne’s like “haha cute” but then Arya pulls out all the water-dancing nonsense and completely flummoxes Brienne.

So, for those doing the math:

Brienne beat The Hound; Arya beat Brienne; ergo, ARYA CAN BEAT THE HOUND.

I really wanted to enjoy this scene, but I couldn’t forget that the last time we saw Arya actually spar with anyone was in Season 1 with Syrio. Now all of a sudden she’s the most formidable warrior in the Seven Kingdoms.

Any-freaking-way, Sandra appears on her perch again (with LF not far behind, of course), and at first she seems pretty impressed with Arya’s skillz, but when it’s over, she just, like, storms off in a huff? Why??

She leaves LF to have a weird stare-down with Arya.

Back on Dragonstone, it’s now Davos’s turn to tease Jon about Dany, implying that Jon was staring at her rack apparently?? Jon’s like “ain’t nobody got time for that” but luckily they run into Missandei where Davos can continue on that train of thought. They then have a conversation about how bastard names work on Westeros (in Season 7?????) and Missandei declares that marriage isn’t a thing in Naath, and Dirty Ol’ Man Davos is like HAHAHAHA not where I come from either, wanna go grab a drink later?? Jon and Davos then start questioning why Missandei is so loyal to Dany, and Missandei begins to talk about Dany like Squeaky Fromme talking about Charles Manson.

^^ waiting for this dialogue to pop out of Dany’s mouth at some point this season...

Davos is basically like SORRY I ASKED. Just then, they’re interrupted by a dingy being pulled up on shore (somehow they didn’t notice this until the were RIGHT on the beach) containing Theon and the straggler Ironborn. Theon sees Jon and is like like “hey sup” and Jon’s all YOUSONOFABITCH!!! but stops just short of roughing him up because of what he did for Sandra. He then tells him that Euron has his sister and he needs Dany’s help to get her back, but Jon says she’s not home right now...

Where could she beeeeeee?? Welp, we hop back over the the Lannister wagon train, which, again, Jaime and Bronn are just sitting and watching. Apparently they are much closer the the Crownlands (or in the Crownlands?) than they had been at the beginning of the episode... They then decide to have some not-so-subtle small talk with Dickon Tarly, whom Jaime again calls Rickon, about how he fought pretty decently at Highharden but how he has yet to be really tested. THEN GUESS WHAT HAPPENS, GUYS??? The show is interrupted by a screening of Dances with Wolves--no, wait, that’s just the Dothraki streaming over the hill to fuck shit up... along with Dany riding Drogon.

COMMENCE BATTLE #371 TO DISTRACT THE VIEWERS FROM THE SHITTY WRITING!!!

Yes, it’s all very exciting and well-executed, if you ignore:

The Dothraki would have had to circumvent KL somehow to get there.

They couldn’t have gone by ship because Euron destroyed Dany’s fleet.

Horse-Surfing™

The scene was 90% about Bronn?? For some reason??

Dany, who not 10 minutes ago was complaining about not being able to feed her army, proceeds to destroy all the gold and grain the Lannisters were hauling.

Gratuitous horse violence because “edgy” I guess

WHY/HOW IS TYRION THERE?

So the big climax comes when Bronn gets promoted from Bronn of the Blackwater to Bronn of the Big-Ass Crossbow. Yes, in yet another ham-fisted callback to an early season, Bronn figures out how to use the giant ballista and fires an arrow straight into Drogon’s shoulder, forcing Dany to land. While she’s down, Tyrion is standing off to the side and spots Jaime on the battlefield and is mumbling for him to get the fuck out of there. But this is Jaime Fookin’ Lannister, he doesn’t run away from anything, especially his toxic co-dependent relationship with his twin sister!! So he grabs a spear and begins to charge toward Dany like he at the Hand’s Tourney (except we never actually saw him joust at the Hand’s Tourney, so once again, emotional impact of this moment is M.I.A.). Just as he’s about to strike, Drogon turns and is about to make him dragon kibble when he is rescued at the last second by, presumably, Bronn, and is swept away beneath an extremely deep puddle that just happened to be nearby. The End.

I know there are a lot of show-critics today who are super hyped about this battle (which is apparently a “reference” to the Field of Fire, ugh), but guys... sorry, no. I am way past the point where a showy battle scene is going to make up for all the nonsense that came before it. They’ve tried this trick already -- it was called “Hardhome”. It didn’t work on me then, and it won’t work on me now. I would have rather seen a more meaningful reunion between the Stark sisters than another expensive spectacle. If this is why the direwolves have disappeared, then sorry, I don’t consider it a fair trade-off.

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catraowlady · 7 years

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Becca Playlist.

Exo - Can’t Bring Me Dow

Yeah, listen carefully now I’ll reveal it all (Yeah) The evil that’s hiding under a mask of good I’ll use its ruins as a sacrifice on a big rock I’ll break down everything today You will never ever bring me down

ZICO - Okey Dokey

Live TV, events, fan signings, no such thing as free time Where else can I release my talent? Looked like a celebrity since I was a student Don’t ask where I’m going, it’s too much for you to follow You can’t be me, even if you keep trying If you think my spoon looks like a gold spoon, go to the hospital Even if you get LASIK, your vision will still be blurry Bye bye

Hotshot - Watch out

Everyone go back, go back Now I’ll show you the real me I’m a little different, I’m a little different Look, you’ll fall for me You’ll fall for my fatal charm oh baby Everyone go back, go back Now I’ll show you the real me

G-Dragon - One of a Kind

I’m there at just one phone call, number 1988-0818 Someone try to hold me back, I’m ranked number one Because I’m different, because that’s me! because no matter what I do, chaos ensues because i make trend, because i change everything This talent will never leave me

Ravi - DamnRa

I’ll be a lion My big body is like a tree Deeply rooted always in this place I don’t repeat my mistakes I’m perfect cuz I’m changing I’ll wash away the scars From people who can’t trust other people I’ll make them smile Warmly embrace them and fly With more ecstasy Ra to v.i, even this moment I’m looking for a better me

B.A.P - Dystopia

Countless lies Built on top of one lie Ah yeah (It’s not even funny now I won’t be deceived any more)

In front of the faded line Stop right there Look at the stained illusion Everything has broken down

Big Bang - Bang Bang Bang

Switch up this loser atmosphere So they can’t hide this insanity The dignity of men, the pretense of women It’s interesting to see this kind of unknown confidence As if I’m showing off, I shamelessly dig into your body like an allergy Swarming around in a strange mind Today, this place is lawless

Blink-182 - She’s out of her Mind

I'm in deep with this girl but she's out of her mind She said babe I'm sorry but I'm crazy tonight She got a black shirt, black skirt and Bauhaus stuck in her head I'm in deep with this girl but she's out of her mind

BTS - Save Me

Why is it so dark where you’re not here It’s dangerous how wrecked I am Save me because I can’t get a grip on myself

Listen to my heartbeat It calls you whenever it wants to Because within this pitch black darkness You are shining so brightly

G-Dragon - Crooked

I scream and get dizzy I vent out of boredom to other couples I start fights for no reason like a town gangster Sometimes, I purposely shake my leg, crookedly The main characters of the movie called this world is you and me A lonely island, lost and wandering The empty streets are filled with those who are alone Unlike my heart, the weather is so damn nice

Block B - Toy

I don’t want anything more from you If i can see you filling with me I can give it all to you, will you take it all from me If love is a joke, then use me ruthlessly Now you know, all you need is me I’m your toy, I’m your toy, I’m your toy If love is a joke, then use me ruthlessly

SF9 - Fanfare

My heart drops and races My heart pump and bomb Fanfare You keep teasing me You’d better quit Hurry or you’ll miss me Stop teasing, it’s no use anyway Your heart pump and bomb Fanfare rings out

24k - Super Fly

I don’t care but you Even though people look at me with cold eyes I’m sorry but I don’t know the rules (We’re different like a puzzle) I don’t care but you Even though people look at me with cold eyes Can you possess me who’s like this

NCT U - 7th Sense

It wraps around me, hate is on me Each day repeats but it’s okay I’m walking on top of a deep darkness Look at what is real, that’s hidden over there

BTS - Young Forever

I stand on the middle of the hot, empty stage And suddenly I feel so afraid of the void These mixed feelings with my life on the line I pretend to be careless This isn’t the first time, I better get used to it I try to hide it, but I can’t When the heat of the show cools down I leave the empty seats behind

BTS - 21st Century Girl

If anyone keeps insulting you (insulting you) Tell em you’re my lady, go tell them (tell them) Whatever other people say, whatever this world tells you You’re the best to me just the way you are

Infinite - Bad

Even your lies are sweet, your lips are like a warning, like a red You whisper in my ears Lose ma focus because of your spell

Things are getting erased one by one, I can only see you I’m not afraid of the tomorrow I’ll face Now hurry and take me in this rough trembling

Exo - Monster

I’m creeping in your heart babe I’ll flip you over, break you down and swallow you up I’ll steal you and indulge in you I’m gonna mess you up I’m engraved in your heart So even if I die, I’ll live forever (Come here girl) You call me monster (You call me monster) I’ll go into your heart

Monsta X - Gone Bad

You used to call me pathetic But when you look at me again in the future Let’s see how well you’re doing So I don’t need your half-assed comfort, no thanks You’re just laying there, Are you crazy? Yeah you left me here Just watch, I’m a psycho that you created

BTS - No More Dream

I wanna big house, big cars & big rings But actually, I don’t have any big dreams Haha, I live quite comfortably Even if I don’t dream, no one says anything Everyone is thinking the same way as me I completely forgot about my childhood when I had a lot of dreams Don’t worry about college, I’ll at least go to a school that’s far away Ok mom, I’m going to the library right now

Again, sorry for the over dose of K Pop! I didn’t gave a back story to this one cause: I had no idea what to put and cause I’m falling asleep on my keyboard (I’m on my 5th cup of coffee no joke) So I hope you and all the Becca fans enjoy this Becca Playlist.

#becca #the freshman #the freshman becca #choices stories you play #playchoices

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