Love letter from me to me while editing my work...
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iβd very much love and appreciate reader w/ a hand kink!! iβd be happy with spencer, eddie, or steve. you can choose:)
happy friday, fellow freaks! went with dom daddy spencer since he's the one who made me realize i have a hand kink <3
i'm not saying spencer reid is a sugar daddy... but i'm also not saying he isn't one β‘
18+ as always, mean dom!spencer x slightly bratty!afab!reader, use of a toy i sorta forgot how loud vibrators are oops, semi-public sex (in a dressing room), choking, slight spanking, reader is called good/bad girl and baby, spencer is called daddy, explicit language, and also spencer is rich in this fic because he's unit chief, 1.7K words, color-coded speaker tags, beta read by @broken-stardust!
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it started as a small gesture, nothing to think about really.
the two of you had found yourselves wandering from store to store, spencer having decided that it had been too long since he'd spoiled you. his paycheck was anything but small, having finally achieved the position of unit chief, and in celebration, it was only fair he spoiled the girl who'd been by his side on his way up the bau food chain.
his hands had made their way into your back pockets as the two of you walked into the lingerie store, his personal favorite store in the whole mall.
it was a small gesture, just a simple way he could have his hands on you while remaining inconspicuous. but somewhere in the mix of the sexy energy radiating throughout the lingerie store and your slight hand kink, this tiny action had you nearly weak in the knees. spencer had clearly noticed the way your breath was hitching in your throatβnot to mention the flush that had spread across your nose and cheeksβbut had decided against addressing it. probably just to make you even more needy, you reckoned. instead, his hands parted from your waist, a tiny kiss meeting the exposed skin of your neck.
if you hadn't been blushing before, you would've turned the color of a freshly-picked tomato after that.
"hey, baby?" he asked, innocence coating his words when he spoke. "i'm gonna go look at something really fast but you pick out whatever you want, yeah?"
without giving you time to respond, he parted from you, heading toward another section of the store. your mind wondered where he'd needed to go by himself, but you shrugged it off, turning back to the lacy pink set you'd been eyeing moments before.
you grabbed three different sets before making your way to the dressing room, catching a glimpse of spencer at the checkout counter. your brows furrowed as you thought about what he might be buying without your knowledge, but you couldn't deny you loved the idea of a surprise.
you pulled the curtain closed behind you before starting to slide off your clothes, first trying on the prettiest black satin bra you'd ever seen.
spencer's deep voice startled you as he slid behind the curtain, his body all but melding to yours due to the confined space. his breath was hot on your shoulders as he whispered, "didn't mean to scare you."
your breath hitched again. "no, it's okay, love," you reassured him.
he kissed the crook of your neck as his hands wandered up your body, palms stopping at your bra-clad breasts and cupping them like they were made to do exactly that. "just needed to get a sneak peak at all the pretty things my baby's getting for us."
your eyes met his in the mirror. "do you like this one?" you managed to ask, your chest clearly breathing harder than normal.
"'s very pretty," he answered, lips meeting your neck again. "it'll look even prettier on our bedroom floor, though."
you were convinced he'd stolen all the breath from your lungs when he moved one hand from your breast to the fastening, unhooking it with barely two flicks of his index finger. and when his lips grazed your ear and he whispered, "i got you a surprise. you wanna see?" your head was spinning so hard, it felt like you'd just stepped off the tilt-a-whirl.
after you managed to respond, he reached into the little white bag he'd brought along, pulling out a pretty, little clit sucker that you may or may not have been hinting you wanted. your eyes flickered from the toy up to his gaze, his normal honey-colored eyes now bordering on jet black. "spencer-" your protest got caught in your throat, and you cursed your body for giving away your hidden motive. of course you wanted him to use that on you right there in the dressing room, but he couldn't know that.
he began opening the package, internally thanking the maker of the toy for deciding on easy-to-open packaging. "just wanna see if it's charged," he reassured you. "might let you try it out on the car ride home if you feel up to it."
you were extremely grateful you hadn't tried on any panties yet, or else you might've ruined them before even buying them. you felt dizzy, and when spencer spun you around in one swift motion, the feeling increased tenfold.
he clicked the 'on' button, and the toy immediately came to life, so to speak. "let there be light," he smirked when the buttons glowed.
spencer's lips connected to the pulse point of your neck, like the perfect lock and key. "do you want me to use this on you?" he asked, his one hand palming at you through the satin.
"please," you said, though it was closer to a whimper.
his fingers crooked under the waistband of your now soaked panties, beginning to tug them down your body. "good girl."
your mouth fell into an open 'o' as the toy connected to your clit, a sensation you weren't quite used to but couldn't deny you were enjoying already. your head lolled back, your eyes falling closed as you settled into the vibration. spencer, however, didn't seem as pleased when he met you with a low, "who said you were finished trying on your new outfits?"
glassy eyes met dark ones as your gazes connected again. "how am i supposed to-"
"just because you can't try on the panties doesn't mean you can't try on the top pieces," he argued. and with that, he reached around you and grabbed another one of the lingerie tops. "here you go, baby."
just as you reached for the lacy fabric in his hand, the vibration of the toy increased, eliciting a quiet moan from your lips. "fuck," you whimpered, "how am i supposed to try things on when you do stuff like that?"
he clicked his tongue disapprovingly. "now, that's no way to talk to your daddy, especially not when he's taking such good care of you and spoiling you today."
your eyes darted away, but his free hand met your chin, pulling your face up to meet his. "do i need to punish you? show everyone in this store what a bad girl you're being right now?"
you shook your head, even though you secretly wanted exactly what he was talking about. reluctantly, you tugged on the lacy bralette, the sheer fabric not leaving anything to the imagination.
he pulled your face towards his once again, meeting you with a kiss so hard, you knew your lips would be swollen afterward. "i like this one," he said against your mouth, his tongue dipping inside it at the end of his statement. you were almost positive there were tiny crescent moons dug into your cheeks when he pulled away, glancing down to the bra you'd just tried on. "ok, next one."
and just as you suspected, the second you tried to pull the bralette off, he increased the vibrations a second time.
"fuck, how do expect me to-"
you immediately regretted the tone you'd just used. "baby, you know what happens when you cop an attitude with me," he reminded you. yes, you did know, and maybe somewhere in the back of your mind, that's why you'd copped the attitude in the first place. "bad girls have to be punished."
his hand met your throat, wrapping around it with delicious pressure. "now, take. it. off."
you managed to get the bra off, his hand releasing just long enough for you to remove the fabric, but meeting you with harder force when it reconnected. his nails dug into your skin, and you moaned at the contact.
his eyes darted to the last piece you hadn't tried on yet, a demanding expression settling on his face. "go ahead. put it on. that one's daddy's favorite."
forget the air being knocked out of your lungs. when he spoke to you like that and gave you that look, you'd just as soon assume you didn't have lungs in the first place. your orgasm was close, but you knew it wouldn't be that easy. and maybe that's why your lips decided to betray you by taunting, "i can't."
"can't or don't want to?" he rebutted, an eyebrow cocking. you knew you'd stayed quiet a beat too long when that eyebrow came down and met the other in an angry furrow.
he scoffed, moving his hand from your neck to your wrist, manhandling you in the way you usually dreamed of. "you're being an ungrateful brat, you know that?" of course you did. "now i have to punish you when all i wanted was to pamper you."
he forced your hand around the handle of the toy, shooting you a look that said, no touching. in swift motions he turned the vibrations up to the highest setting, met your neck with even harder force, and somehow managed to put on the last bra with one hand.
"are you gonna be a good girl now?" he growled, so low you barely heard it.
you somehow nodded, but you should've known that wasn't good enough. spencer repeated his question, slightly louder. loud enough to have you worried the person in the next dressing room over could hear him. you managed a breathy, "yes," as just as you did your orgasm started to hit.
spencer must've noticed your blissed-out eyes, pulling the toy away from your clit immediately. "bad girls don't get to cum," he reminded you, releasing his hold on your neck.
the lack of pressure had you dizzy, falling into his chest as you tried to catch your breath. his lips planted a soft kiss on your hair, his hands grabbing hold of your waist. "aww, is my baby all worn out after doing so much work?" he teased, palm landing on the curve of your ass with a firm slap.
you met him with soft, glassy eyes when your bottom lip puckered out. "can you help me get dressed?" you said sweetly, like you hadn't been the biggest brat to him not three minutes ago.
"well," he said, smacking your ass again, "i suppose, since you asked nicely."
-> taglist: @rupsmorge @writer-in-theory @broken-stardust @reidselle @dungeons-are-too-cold
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yeah so hi i deliberately stayed up until 7am on a work night in order to watch this and do not regret a thing.
-> splat3 dlc looks cool!! will i play it? no. does it look cool as hell? yeah!!! I personally don't like splat3's actual single player campaign so unless im able to access the dlc without finishing the main campaign then... im not playing it lmao. it looks cool as fuck though!! i like whatever the hell they had going on with the glitchy taz hunger looking goop that produced skeleton fish. pearl + marina lore is also a win in my book
-> i dont actually have all that many thoughts about the smrpg showcase but MAN it looks cool as hell. at first i didnt like the revamped graphics but now theyre growing on me.... plus the trio attacks??? HELL YEA! i hope the remake will make me actually finish the game this time around instead of start it twice in the past three years and then quit within the first few areas (<- i say as if this isnt a normal problem i have regardless. thanks, its the adhd)
-> SaGa Emerald Beyond actually looks interesting?? like I know nothing about that game series but the character designs look very cool and i like the concept of a multiple outcome story based entirely on which character you play. do i think i'd actually play this game? no, probably not. looks cool tho
-> despite me being The pokemon nerd i have nothing to say about the new detective pikachu game. i dont like the voice they gave pikachu imo. i think thats just cause im spoiled on movie detective pikachu being ryan reynolds... i joke i kid. kinda. also i never like. actually played any detective pikachu games so i got nothing
-> WAS NOT EXPECTING A TROMBONE CHAMP PORT, TO BE QUITE HONEST
-> cool that were getting a new wario-ware!! not sure how i feel about like the.... forms? is that what theyre called?? w/e regardless im not sure how i feel about em. but its a wario-ware game so its bound to be weird but like Β―\_(γ)_/Β―
-> FUNKY KONG DIDDY KONG PAULINE RELEASE FOR MARIO KART WAS NOT ON MY LIST. SO SO HAPPY THOUGH. peachette is whatever. no idea where she came from
-> gotta say i completely forgot among us was on switch so seeing the crewmates i was like "are they making a fucking spin-off game for switch?" no. i just forgot. the fungle is a funny name though i appreciate it
AND THEN
THE LAST THING I WAS EXPECTING
A PAPER MARIO THOUSAND YEAR DOOR REMASTER.
I was laying there in bed at 7:40am and was like. oh cool one last thing before its over. its probably gonna be just another title release of something or a sneak peek on some dlc.
and then i hear the music.
THAT NOSTALGIC MUSIC THAT MAKES ME FEEL LIKE IM SEVEN YEARS OLD AGAIN
-> yeah anyway so i screamed "WHAT!?" at the (metaphorical) top of my lungs (because it was 7:40am and people were sleeping). ttyd getting a remaster is so so cool. and now that i know its possibly getting a re translation that makes me even more happy. give us trans vivian....... i also just think its very funny that ive been playing ttyd on twitch for the past. year now? (ive taken a shit ton of breaks) and theyre making a remaster?? now? not complaining im having a blast playing it with my cohost but HHADGHGAKDFJ
-> i'm mostly just excited for the remaster cause it'll hopefully bring traction back to the paper mario series. idk about like the general consensus of the fandom but like. the paper mario series has been needing a pick me up for a HOT MINUTE.
-> no i am not going to play the remaster of ttyd for stream. maybe on my own time. we'll see. i dont see the point of finishing the og only to then, like a year later, play the remaster. especially when i have a TON of games backlogged on my list since i only stream once a week. more often than not, not even that. i am planning on doing rpg tho
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DRDT FAN LET'S GOOOOOO
Ahem,
1. Thoughts on the drdt fandom's popular ships?
2. Any theories for Ch2?
Omg you guys feed me so much. Putting this under a read more bc I'm starting to feel bad for rambling + DESPAIR TIME SPOILERS!??!!
hmmhmmhmhmhmmm trying to remember popular ships off the top of my head .... Sorry if I missed any, I'm not up to date with my fandom lore T_T Will probably edit this later for ship names I forgot, since I'm too lazy to look em up rn lole
Obviously Verturo #1 forever I will spout my Verturo propaganda until I DIE. No thoughts only rotating them in my mind. I sincerely hope they have another movie night and Veronika gets to kill someone and Arturo either feels heartbroken for having fallen for her previously or is impressed and finally admittedly likes her afterwards. Don't know whatcha got til it's gone. Haha. Hehe. Either way. I obviously have hesitations and fears regarding Arturo's character and where it'll take him, so I really can't feel you can get into it too much until he's become less one-note but AUUGHGH I'm impatient and insane,,, Verturo call me back,,,,,, Veronika should ask him to vivisect her for fun I mean-What If They Killed Someone Together #Slay
Teruko/Min is sooooo<333 UGH!!! Tragic lesbians,,, love their interactions before the trial too! Need to think about them more, honestly
Unsure if it's still popular--all things considered--but I still think Xander/Teruko is very interesting; even/especially in canon. But alas, I await to learn more lore about their situation, particularly Xander's.......
Charwhit is super cute! No matter the context of the dynamic, romantic/platonic/qp whatever, I love em they are so sweet ππ Charles deserves someone kind, but not a pushover yesman, ykno!
Xanvid has potential for sure,, buuuut I feel like the reasons I like it are wayyy different than the reasons it's popular LOL, so I don't see much or any content for it that aligns with the interpretation I like? π€ Still fun ig
Ace/Levi is a no from me but I get it...
I don't thhhhink it's popular..? but HI where's the Xanwhit representation. I'm not huge on them but they just make me smile sometimes :) <-- like this
Finally, but unfortunately, I can't exactly say I have any chapter 2 predictions, honestly! All I've been thinking about is how the hell Teruko is gonna come back from this one, in terms of ykno,,, interacting with her classmates again, considering what a hasty rift she's already dug into the game and between everyone and herself. Although, I suppose it would be good timing for everyone else to trauma bond together with Teruko left out? Bc I just imagine she's isolating herself, she had quite a nasty breakdown after all HAHA. But I dunno... I haven't thought about it too hard, and don't have a full grasp on Teruko's character yet, we'll just have to wait and see ποΈποΈ
And I haven't personally read any fantheories (or try to avoid em) because sometimes theories for any media in general make too much sense I don't wanna spoil it for me if they end up true/accurate HAHAHA silly brain
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shadow and bone s2e4 reaction
everyone's reactions to the engagement π³
zoyas back to herself hahah
bitch ass...she is not ruined (she is ruination)
damn...openly kissing right after your engagement announcement?? π yes...I see nothing going wrong
ope...guess who was right and who's brother saw that!!
what is this boy doing??? (baghras finger) God damn
they really made baghra a better (nicer) person in this version though...
"it'll give me some comfort to know you're with me" is the nicest thing kaz can say hahaha
"if the plan goes awry" ...book kaz's plans never go awry...they just turn into plan f
"kinda like your face" IS THAT THE RIP-OFF "maybe I liked your stupid face" !?!?! IT BETTER NOT BE
ok jesper guessing what kaz is gonna say was amazing top notch quality...one of my new favorite moments
...this is also crooked kingdom...(the costumes)...it SCARES ME
...ope...nina is in this plan...she might ruin it (she hasn't really been a CROW yet...she cares more about Matthias at the moment and Pekka can give her that)
anndd...that happened sooner than I expected
it took kaz almost a whole book to forgive jesper for ACCIDENTALLY telling people they were leaving town...idk how he's gonna forgive nina for PURPOSELY doing this
love alina learning the cut...get it girl
also Tamar and Nadias chemistry ππ I see you (ps Tamar is so gorgeous how do I focus with her on screen π)
David's actor is so good! the pain in his voice when he mentions genya π₯Ίπ₯Ί
"I share no bond with kirigan" π³ girl is done with him
"it's a little unsettling how you talk about him like he's someone else" get it mal! I love that line
please be a kaz plan please be a kaz plan please be a kaz plan please be a kaz plan
inej saving the people on the ship ππ I love her so much
again I say...please be a kaz plan please be a kaz plan... how else does he forgive nina?
this is literally crooked kingdom...the fake plague?
YES ITS A KAZ PLAAANNN
I KNEW IT I LOVE KAZ PLANS
wylan π₯° (it was such a short scene...I just love him)
jesper in his costume brooo
hell yeah I love crazy kaz
"you'll never find your son in time" badass shit
start begging Pekka. start begging.
honestly...not mad that they moved this plot up sooner cuz there is still a lot that happens in six of crows and crooked kingdom with van eck and the ice court...this gets Pekka out of the way
aahhhhhh freddy is an amazing kaz!!!!
right after his big Pekka throw down he looks at jesper and nina like he was ashamed he learned his secret and it just ahhhhh
tolya and his poetry hahaha loovee
damn nikolais brother whose name I forgot! rude!
Vasily...it was said
ew...don't kiss her hand vasily...nasty
his son being okay gets me though π₯Ί the little boy didn't do anything wrong and kaz knows that
"you could come with me" for being so good at flirting with everyone...i love how bad he is at it with the people he actually likes
"I can't make you any promises, or predict what might happen between us. but I can tell you that, I'd like to find out." CRIES ππ
ok imma be honest...I got a bit of wesper in e4 spoiled for me because I opened tumblr and THERE IT WAS and was SO UPSET because I love their slow burn
it just seems like they rushed it...they barely know each other...GIVE ME MY SLOW BURN
but also this scene is really cute
BUT WHY WE MOVING SO FUCKING FAST BRO
...I went back and rewatched the scene because as I said in a previous post...I always rewatch wylan scenes and
WYLANS LITTLE TURNED AWAY SMILE AFTER JESPERS SPEECH OMGGG HES SO ADORABLE
kaz being mad at inej but just because he was worried about her π₯Ί
"weak link" this bitch is so bad at feelings...we all know you love her
I just know that if we could see in his head like the books he'd be yelling at himself
I love nikolai "wear it that is...not punch me"
this scene is like word for word! love!
Vasily gives me slimey vibbeess
I'm so excited for this scene
AND HERE WE GO
BRO WAS LITERALLY RIPPED IN TWO
darkling really just walked past alina like πΆββοΈ
I love the darklina scenes thouggghh they're done so well to the book!!
is it bad to say that I expected genya to be...worse than she is??? π
like girl was described as missing an eye and basically looking almost non-humanlike due to the torture she endured
but now she has like some scratches on her face
"do you see him?" π same alina...same
(imma just put this here in my small shameful way but...the darkling looks really hot when he's trembling with anger π...)
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Hey Willow (: how are you ? Here are a few questions if you feel like answering about our favorite boys π
Headcanon challenge:
1. Besides βMickβ and βMickeyβ, whatβs Ian nickname for Mickey? From all the nicknames Mickey calls him , whatβs Ianβs favorite?
2. Whatβs the story behind Mickeyβs knuckle tattoos? (When / how / by who) When Ian gets a tattoo for Mickey, what is it / on what occasion?
3. Random turn-on for Mickey and a random turn-on for Ian? (Bonus: something that really shouldnβt be a turn on but is)
4. Whatβs their Instagram @ ? When did they start following each other?
5. If they get a pet, is it a dog (who walks it more often?) or a cat (who cuddles with it more often) ?Β
HELLO! I'm fighting a cold and I'm being SO brave about it. *sniffs* And some idiot cut the wires of the internet in our street but it's up and running again and I'm so so glad. It's weird being without internet. ANYWAY thank you for sending these! π
1. Nicknames! Weirdly, I kinda like the idea of Ian not having nicknames for Mickey. Mickey has more than plenty for him, so maybe that's his thing. Ian brings out 'Mick' only on special occasions, or as a way for Mickey to know that he's serious. He used 'babe' once on the show but it somehow felt out of character, I can't see that being a regular thing.
2. Tattoos! I think Mickey got them done young, maybe at 13, to impress his dad and brothers. Afterwards Terry said he's 'a man now' even though he was literally just a kid. Now they're just a reminder of his old life.
I LOVE the idea of Ian surprising Mickey with an ass tattoo. Mickey doesn't get it. "Why your ass man? You're a top." But Ian justifies it by saying his ass belongs to Mickey now, and no one else. π₯Ί
3. Turn-ons! Mickey definitely has a uniform kink. Loves seeing Ian in his paramedic outfit, or that heavy gear that they wore for the security gig. He'll say shit like, "step on me with those boots", which puzzles Ian. "Wouldn't that hurt?!" He still wears the uniform, but he's not stepping on anyone. The boots can stay on though.
Ian. Sigh, it's gonna be something with tomatoes isn't it. No, it's coming home to Mickey cooking him dinner wearing an apron and nothing but an apron. Ian will drop everything and go straight for his neck, kissing it up and down which is another one of Mickey's turn-ons. Added bonus, Ian gets to smell Mickey π₯°
Something that REALLY shouldn't be a turn on but is is smoking. Smoking is terrible in so many ways and yet when Mickey lights up, tilting his head back to blow out a stream of smoke, Ian's a goner.
4. Instagram! Heheh I've got a pretty cool idea for a fic I'm writing and I don't wanna spoil it but I also haven't written in weeks π and I don't know how to get back into it anymore. So maybe I'm giving up on that. Mickey's got something soppy like MrMilkovichGalagher while Ian's using IanGalagher because Gallagher was already taken (Mickey just used one L as a reference to his tattoo, or so he says. Ian's not entirely convinced he simply forgot how to spell again)
5. Pets! ONE OF EACH PLEASE π₯Ί Mickey gets a badass dog he dotes on. He thinks it'll scare people off but he's never been stopped in the street more often. Everyone wants to pet the cute doggie.
Ian meanwhile gets a cat, a scruffy little thing, which crawls onto his lap in the evenings and is allowed to stay there, no matter how much Mickey protests that his lap is for him only.
My even deeper theory is that Mickey is most like a cat (doesn't wanna be cuddled but secretly does, doesn't do as told, scratchy) and Ian is like a dog (loyal, friendly, enjoys runs, will go through a fire for the right person) which is why they get pets representing the other π₯Ί
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In the books, Mal is basically a fuckboy at the beginning. He literally has sex with any girl interested and Alina is like quietly pining over him. Like there is something about him that attarcts people and everyone always talks about how good looking he is. Dont wanna spoil it, but there is a reason why. Its like Jason from True Blood πππ. At least, that's how I interpreted it. So when he says, "I see you now," it's because he was fucking other people while she just looked on and had to accept the boy she loved was overlooking her. So I get why people don't like him (theres other cringy stuff too lol), but he definitely changes. By the end, he is a bit more like the Mal in the show. So I'm glad they just made him like that right off the bat. I liked that they made him loyal and that he was hurt when he thought Alina forgot about him and was with the Darkling. Like he didn't realize he loved Alina like that and that caused the tension versus it being that he just literally ignored her and did not care lol.
I would say Sturmhond is similar to the show version. Comes across as charming, handsome, adventurous, etc. I personally just don't vibe with people like that, I'm very suspicious of them so when he showed up I was like π€¨π€¨π€¨π€¨. What I did like was his story arc. Like the shit he goes through is so wild and traumatic. I have yet to read King of Scars, but I'm sure it goes into it more since the story is focused on him.
I know that Matthias changes and his story is...not the best. Like I get he was indoctrinated and lived in a culture that was racist, misogynistic, etc. And also literally went to a life or death jail. But it takes him a long ass time to come around and even start respecting Nina and by the time it happens, it's too late. I want to have sympathy for him but he makes it really hard for me. Maybe when I watch the show I will open up to him more.
I will say the Six of Crows duology was written much better than the Shadow and Bone trilogy. It's much more thorough and complex and just overall improved writing.
Like when they talk about Kaz's back story and his phobia and trauma. So wild. And Inej! God. Love her, but the shit she went through was disgusting. I also loved learning about Jesper and I think his character really shines in the show. Like people liked him already, but the actor made him even better, which is great.
I hope they eventually get to the Crow's story and the heist from the books because it was really well written and fun. It's a bit more mature and high stakes and I think would make for great writing. And I would loved to see the rest of the characters l!
Ohhh yep I definitely wouldn't have vibed with Mal in the books if he was like that at the start hahah. I love loyal Mal. I'm definitely gonna check the books out or at least like.. skim through it just to get more of that kind of context.
I totally get being suss of people like that, especially when they're overly charming, putting it on a bit much. I guess cos I skipped over SaB I didn't get that who tf is this guy moment π I found King of Scars really interesting! You definitely get to know him more as a character. I also liked getting into Zoya's character, too. Another badass girlie.
I wonder if the show will make you open up to Matthias more or if it'll solidify your opinion. Seeing his prejudice portrayed on screen makes me vibe more with your current opinion of him, which is why I want to see how the show writers turn it around. I didn't dwell too much on those bits when I read the books probably just to give him the benefit of the doubt and see where his arc went but you can't really ignore it on screen.
Oh the trio <3 I am so fond of them. Their dynamic is just soo good. And I agree, Kit Young brings Jesper alive and I love it. Also Wylan <3 Beloved. I think they also cast him well! Essentially, this is just a well-cast show in my books, haha.
YES I want to see the heist π so π bad. I was hooked reading Six of Crows, I really hope we see it play out.
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Falling for Pun Traps
Enjoy some crack headcannons that me and @offscreen-demon-flirting were cackling like idiots about the other day. I decided to feature Simeon, Belph, Mammon, Lucifer, and Solomon. Mc here is based off of Fern, my friend's Mc who is a chaotic little gremlin.
Cw: swearing, suggestive language
Simeon - Henway
*Mc is exploring Devildom shops with Simeon when they are struck with genius.*
Mc: "Oh Simeon! Let's go in here. I want to look for a Henway."
Simeon: "Huh?"
Mc: "This shop right here. I want to check out if they have some Henway. Do you think they'll have one?"
*Simeon stares at them, confused.*
Simeon: "Sure, Mc. We can go in...but what...what's a Henway?"
Mc, yelling: "ABOUT 4 POUNDS."
*Simeon stares at them blankly for a second before bursting into laughter.*
Simeon: "Oh wow. You got me good!"
*Simeon will do everything he can to get you back now, but you always spoil his punchlines. Just let him have one, Mc.*
Belphie - Bofa (deeze nuts)
*Mc and Belphie are cuddling in the attic. Beel just went on a snack run, leaving you two alone.*
*Mc suddenly remembers the prank Belphie pulled on them the other day and has the perfect idea for spontaneous revenge.*
Mc: "Hey, Belph. I forgot to tell you- Beel had me meet this really nice guy the other day and he kind of reminded me of you."
*Belphie eyes you suspiciously*
Belphie: "Huh? Who was it?"
Mc: "Oh man...what was his name..."
*Mc taps a finger to their chin, pretending like they're thinking.*
Mc: "OH RIGHT! His name was Bofa! Have you met him??"
Belphie, visibly confused: "Bofa?? Who the fuck is Bofa?"
Mc, yelling: "BOFA DEEZ NUTS."
*Belphie would give an elongated sigh and pinch the bridge of his nose...but he is failing at trying to subdue a laugh*
Belphie, laughing: "That was terrible."
*now you both walk around daily trying to get eachother with new "deez nuts" set ups.*
Mammon - Updog
Mc: "Hey Mammon! Did you win anything?"
*Mc runs up to him after he returns home from a night of gambling*
*Mammon puffs out his chest, ready to brag*
Mammon: "As a matter o' fact, I did! I got a ton of Grimm tonight! Wanna join me on a shopping trip tomorrow?"
Mc: "Boy would I! But...did you get any Updog?"
Mammon: "Did I get...what?"
Mc: "Ya know, Updog! Did you win any??"
*Mammon is now very confused*
Mammon: "I dont know what that means..."
Mc: "Updog!"
Mammon, growing irritated: "Mc i don't know what you're talking about."
Mc: "Come off it, Mammon. I'm just asking if you won any updog. You don't have to get all mad."
Mammon, finally snapping: "What the hell is up dog?!"
*Mc loses it and falls into a fit of laughter immediately, not even able to give the punch line. Mammon just stares at them, even more confused than before.*
*Mc will absolutely get him with this 3 more times before he finally gets it.*
Lucifer - Ligma
*Mc is sobbing in the common room. Lucifer walks in and is immediately concerned*
Lucifer: "Mc? Mc, are you alright?! What happened?"
Mc: "Oh...It's terrible, Lucifer. Truly awful. I don't know how I can go on."
Lucifer: "What? What's terrible??"
*Mc sniffles and throws their arms around him*
Mc: "My grandma...she just got diagnosed with Ligma. She won't make it through the week!"
*Mc cries harder, Lucifer rubs their back, hushing them*
Lucifer: "It'll be alright, Mc. We're here for you."
Mc: "I just can't believe Ligma is gonna take another one of my family members. Its so terrible."
Lucifer: "I am...unfamiliar with Ligma? What is it?"
Mc: "Oh...its short for...LIGMA BALLS, BITCH"
*Mc better run away fast because they are going to be dealing with a VERY pissed off Lucifer after that.*
Solomon - "Say I, then spell map, then say ness."
Mc: "Hey Soloman! I just discovered a new spell! Have you heard of it?"
Solomon: "What is it?"
Mc: "Well you start with a general incantation by stating your singular pronoun, then you need to be sure to annunciate the letters of the word "Map" individually, and then you finish the spell by invoking "Ness!" Its really cool!"
*Solomon raises an eyebrow*
Solomon: "What does it do? I've never heard of it."
Mc: "It summons the image of an alternate version of you. It's so cool I can't believe you've never heard of it."
*Solomon shrugs and places his hands out in front of him in the way he does to cast a spell*
Solomon: "I M A P NESS"
*nothing happens*
*Mc falls to the ground cackling like an idiot*
Solomon: "You can't be serious. What are you, 12?"
Mc: "I cant believe you fell for something no one on earth has fallen for since 2003!"
*Mc will absolutely never let him live this down.*
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Marinette Dupain-Cheng and her Secretive Life
Third Person POV:
Marinette Dupain-Cheng is a girl who has had a very secretive life. It all started when she was four years old. When she was four, an assassination team came to her home and tried to kill her. They failed but she had to leave her home to stay safe. After leaving her home she was sent to Paris with two guards who were married and wanted a child. After getting to Paris she had to keep a secret to keep herself safe from assassins, that was the only secret she ever had until she went to school. Once she got to the age where she could go to school her guardians told her she and her best friend Chloe must act like they hate each other. The girls agreed on Chloe pretending to be a mean girl and her bullying Marinette. Years later once Marinette was 14, she got yet another secret to uphold. That secret was being Ladybug, although she made sure to tell Chloe for Chloe was her only friend who knew about all of Marinette's secrets. A day later Chloe's childhood friend Adrien Agreste came to school, Marinette already had a crush on a boy named Damian but he lived in Gotham City and he wasn't capable of protecting her. Once Adrien came to school, Marinette's Guardians, Tom and Sabine, told her she must pretend to have a crush on the boy. In order to make Marinette and Chloe's false hatred for each other more believable, Chloe pretended to have a crush on the boy as well. These are only a few of Marinette's secrets, but these few and all of the others get revealed because of one small trip back to Marinette's home.
Marinette's POV:
I woke up at 5:00 am again and like always I couldn't go back to sleep. I got up and took a shower. After my shower I put on a white crop top, some leggings and my black doc martens.
My outfit:
I put my hair in a high ponytail and went downstairs to get some breakfast. By the time I was done with my breakfast and all the way ready for school it was 6:00 am. I decided that because I still had two and a half hours before I had to start heading to school and be late I should go for a walk and hang out with Chloe until I had to go. Now I know what you're thinking, me Marinette Dupain-Cheng hanging out with Chloe Bourgeois??? Well despite what everyone thinks and what we've made them think. Me and Chloe have known each other since birth and have been best friends for as long as we can remember. Anyways so once I walked from the bakery to Chloe's hotel I took out my phone and texted her.
Maribug:
-Hey do you want to hang out before school? I have nothing to do for the next two hours.
Queenie:
Sure, I have nothing to do either. Plus I miss hanging out with you. Meet me outside my hotel in- five minutes.
Maribug:
-Lol, way ahead of you already. I got to your hotel before I even started texting you.
Queenie:
Damn, how are you always ahead of me?-
Maribug:
-I'm always ahead of you because I've known you my whole life and you're really predictable.
Queenie:
Oh, oh okay.-
Imma meet you outside now then.-
Maribug has signed off.
Two minutes later Chloe walked out of the hotel and we started heading towards the park.
"I miss hanging out with you, like Sabrina is just boring and she does everything I say even if I mostly don't want her to."
"Damn Queenie, I mean I bet Sabrina would be a lot more fun if you just asked her not to do anything you said and told her the truth. I mean I'm fine with her knowing about the fact that we've known each other our whole lives."
"Oh you know what, that's a really good idea Imma do that later. Thanks for the idea Maribug."
"I always have the best ideas and you know it."
"Alright that's true."
We got to the park and sat down on a bench near the fountain. We started talking about everything going on in our personal lives. Eventually it was 8:00 and Chloe had to go so she started walking to school while I started taking the long way so that I would get there at 8:30 while she would get there at 8:15 and school started at 8:20 so nobody would be suspicious.
Adrien's POV:
I woke up at 6:00 and decided to go walk around and go to the park. I was wearing a black hoodie, white ripped jeans, and all black Nike Blazers. I walked to the park and was shocked with what I saw. I saw Chloe and Marinette sitting on a bench, talking, and LAUGHING!!!!!!!! I thought Chloe and Marinette hated each other. I then decided to just ask them about it at school during lunch. Eventually it was 8:00 so I started going to school and I saw Chloe there already but Marinette was nowhere to be seen. I walked to class and for some reason Marinette was late.
"Sorry I'm late Ms.Bustier I overslept again." Marinette said, looking at Ms.Bustier with an apologetic face.
But she didn't oversleep, I SAW HER AT THE PARK AT SIX IN THE MORNING!!!!!!!!!! THAT IS NOT OVERSLEEPING!!!!!!!!!!!!! Eventually it was lunch time and I asked Chloe to wait in the classroom and did the same with Marinette.
"So why did you want to talk to me?" They asked at the same time.
Then they looked at the other and had thoughtful looks on their faces.
"Well, I thought you two hated each other." I said looking at the both of them.
"What do you mean you 'thought'??? We do hate each other. Chloe's a snobby spoiled brat." Marinette said.
"Yeah I hate Marinette, she's such a goody two shoes." Chloe said.
"I hate you Chloe, I hate you so much." Marinette said, now turning to Chloe.
Chloe just burst out laughing.
"Wha- Chloe, why are you laughing???" Marinette asked.
"Just- I- he figured it out, I don't see the point in keeping this from him."
"Keeping what exactly from me?" I asked.
"Well Adrien, you oblivious cinnamon roll, me and Chloe have been friends, well best friends since we were toddlers. Like I cannot remember a time that I wasn't friends with Chloe."
"Exactly, what Maribug said. We've been friends for longer than we can remember and, I've actually known Maribug longer than I've known you Adrien." Chloe said to me.
"Wait- did you just call me Adrien instead of Adrikins??? Does this mean you don't actually like me??" I asked with hope.
"Well duh, you're like a brother to me jeez." Chloe said kind of disgusted.
"Oh yeah, I don't have a crush on you either, I just pretended I did even though you never caught on. That was to make me and Chloe hating each other more believable." Marinette said.
"Wait- both of you had fake crushes one me???" I said kind of shocked.
"Hell yeah." They said simultaneously.
"But Maribug guess what." Chloe said to Marinette.
"Yeah Queenie???" Marinette asked.
"YOU HAVE TO GO OUT WITH DEMON SPAWN NOWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Chloe shouted.
"FUCK NO!!!!!!!!! HE DOESN'T LIKE ME BACK!!!!!! I AM NOT GOING OUT WITH DAMIAN WHEN HE DOESN'T LIKE ME BACK!!!!!!" Marinette shouted.
"Bish- you're the only fucking person on earth who he doesn't find incredibley annoying, like his nickname for you IS FUCKING 'ANGEL'!!!!!!!!!!! HOW THE HELL DO YOU NOT THINK HE LIKES YOU?!?!?!" Chloe yelled.
"I have no idea." Marinette said honestly.
"Uhhhh I feel like I don't really belong in this conversation........so I'm just gonna leave now." I said a little bit uncomfortable.
"Oh- heh, forgot you were here. Sorry Adrien." They said simultaneously.
"Yeah, okay I'm leaving then. Bye." I said walking out the door.
Marinette's POV:
Damn, I did not realize that Adrien had seen me and Chloe hanging out. Well guess that's another person to know about me and Chloe not hating each other but actually being best friends. After lunch we all came back to the classroom for an important announcement.
"Alright class I have an announcement to make." Ms.Bustier said.
Hmmmm wonder what the announcement could be.......OH I BET IT'S THAT SHE GOT PREGGO AND GONNA HAVE A BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Okay class so the announcement is that we will be going to China for the princess's coronation and then afterwards we will be going to Gotham city to meet her honorary family and her soon to be fiance."
Nope, I was very very wrong.
"Damn, I thought you was gonna say you got preggo earlier this week and that in 9 months you were gonna have a baby. Now I'm a little disappointed." I said.
The whole class just looked at me like I was crazy, I mean I could be considering the fact that I said I was disappointed that it was the coronation instead of Ms.Bustier being preggo but like me and Chloe have been friends since birth because she was born on her parents' honey-moon and they had it in china so she was born at the royal hospital and I was born there too because I'm the princess of China and my mom and dad are the Empress and Emperor. What did you expect after knowing that I moved here because of an assasination attempt, like really why would anyone be surprised??? That's how all the "Marinette Princess of China'' stories start, I mean honestly, if you're surprised then I am sorely disappointed in you.
"Girl- we get to go to a coronation and you're disappointed???" Alya said while looking at me like I'm insane.
Adrien just looked at me like I had more secrets to hide, which I do.
"You know what I'll just explain to you all after school, and don't be surprised if Chloe's there too." I said.
"Uh- okay then." Alya said.
"Alright dudette." Nino said, not really paying attention.
"Why am I not surprised that Chloe's gonna be there too." Adrien said rhetorically.
After school Alya, Nino and Adrien came to my house so that I could explain.
"Wait- girl, why is Chloe here?" Alya asked.
"Cause she felt like it." I said.
"And you just let her in your house?" Alya asked.
"Yeah, it'll make sense once I explain." I said to her.
"Mariiiiiiii I wanna see Tim." Chloe whined.
"Chlo- you're gonna see him in China, AND WE'RE LEAVING TO GO THERE TOMORROW!!!! JUST WAIT JEEZ!!!!!!!!!!"
"BUT THAT'S TOO LONG!!!!!!!!! I DON'T WANNA WAIT UNTIL TOMORROW TO SEE mAH BOYFRIEND!!!!!!!!!!! BESIDES DON'T YOU WANNA SEE DAMIAN AS SOON AS POSSIBLE TOO?!?!" Chloe yelled.
"Yeah, I wanna see Damian as soon as possible BUT AT LEAST I CAN WAIT 24 HOURS!!!!!!!!!!!" I said.
Eventually we stopped yelling at each other and I explained everything.
"Okay so the whole thing is that I'm the princess of china, I left china when I was four because of assasination attempts, Tom and Sabine are royal guards, me and Chloe have been best friends for as long as we can remember and I've known her longer than even Adrien has. Damian and Tim are the guys we like, but I'm being forced to marry Damian even if neither of us mind it that much, Tim is a year older than us and Chloe's boyfriend, Tim and Damian are brothers and are both from Gotham City. Me and Chloe act like we hate each other to make people less suspicious of me being the princess because the assassins know that Chloe is my best friend. Oh and neither of us have ever liked Adrien romantically, he's more like a brother to both of us." I said.
They just looked at me awestruck, well except Chloe of course, she just pouted because she can't see coffee monster. Oops did I say Coffee Monster? I meant Tim. Eventually Alya, Nino and Adrien snapped out of their awestruck state and started asking questions.
"Why didn't you tell us?" Alya asked, looking hurt.
"I wasn't allowed to until today, I asked Tom and Sabine if I could multiple times but they said no every time until yesterday after school, I asked them even though I didn't know about the trip yet but I think they did." I said to her.
"You know, dudette it's pretty cool that you're a princess. WAIT- DO WE GET TO SEE YOUR PALACE OR CASTLE THING?!?!"
"Yes Nino, you'll get to see the palace." I said to him.
"YESSSSSSSS! THIS IS SO AWESOME DUDETTE!!!!!!!!!!" Nino shouted.
We all just started talking and Alya and Nino became friends with Chloe, the real Chloe. After a while everyone went home to pack for China, I had already packed the small amount of stuff I would need because I already have a lot of clothes and things in China. Once it was 11:00 I changed into my pajamas and went to bed.
My Pajamas:
I went to bed happy and excited for tomorrow.
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Baby it's the Sign of the Times
Eyoo guyzz! This is a new oneshot, I hope you like thisβ I'm currently rewriting my Hawkeye fic, so I'm not gonna post that one for a little. This one is a bit longer than my previous ones.
I totally recommend you to listen to this song while reading, even if you're not a fan of Harry's. It will really help the mood.
I don't own anything, even tho I'd like to have a few... choice words with Russo brothers about endgame...ππΌπ€
Warnings: none
Summary: events when Peggy dies, mainly before Steve goes to London, and you comfort him. (I know it's stupid summary, but I don't want to spoil it, sorry)
Genre: angst
I don't mention civil war at all. No other avengers are at Peggy's funeral. There are no romantical pairings, and Sharon is not mentioned cuz she doesn't fit in the storylineeee.
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She's gone.
In her sleep.
This words crushed Steve inside. He knew this was coming, but he'd never be ready for it, no matter what.
When he came from ice, he met her again. He knew they could never be together. No matter his actual age, Steve still had a full life in front of him. Unfortunately, same couldn't be told for Peggy.
Oh Peggy... She was always his ray of sunshine. Even through darkest of days. It is a clichΓ©, but she was.
Was.
She is gone now.
Why did she have to go? Why didn't he get to spend a life with her? Steve's biggest wish was, and always will be, to spend a happy life with her. He didn't want any of this famous captain shit. He wanted a house in a village and 2 kids with Peggy. And a little dog. Or they'd be of service, and fight next to each other. Nevermind, Steve wanted a life with Peggy. For them to watch each other go grey. Maybe he could've been there for her as a husband now, through her sickness. Or maybe he'd be the one to go first. But still, that'd be a life...
One tear slipped down his rosy cheek, the other one following. Soon he had tearstains on his cheeks, but he didn't care. It was a silent cry. Those carry the most pain.
"Eyo, capsicle! You good there?" Tony snapped him outta his thoughts. Steve forgot the whole team was in the room. Fortunately, he was turned, so they were facing his back. He just couldn't talk to anyone right now.
"Yea yea, I'm good. I gotta go." he quickly got up and exited the room. He climbed up the stairs 2 more floors, but his toughts started haunting him again.
He's going on a plane tomorrow morning to say goodbye for the last time. Oh God, even thinking of a last time kills Steve inside. It's pretty late, but he didn't know what to do until morning. Sleeping wasn't an option, he knew that much. He gave in to overthinking again.
Of Peggy. Of her life. Of what could've happened if he didn't freeze...
"Just stop your crying, it's a sign of the times..."
"...welcome to the final show..."
"...I hope you're wearing your best clothes..."
Steve heard a silent piano in the background, and he heard an angelic voice. He still had tearstained cheeks, but he needed to hear what the voice had to say.
"...you can't bribe the door on your way to the sky..."
He was still clutching his cellphone in his hand, while following the voice. He came in front of Y/N's room. Y/N was a 16 year old avenger. She was very mature and wise for her age.
Her door was opened, and he just leaned against the doorframe, listening to her beautiful voice.
"...if we never learn, we been here before..."
"... why are we always stuck and running from the bullets..."
"...they told me that the end is near..."
Steve was crying a river at this point, and he didn't care. First shock was wearing out, and silent cries became little sobs. Yet, not loud enough for Y/N to hear.
"...just stop your crying, baby it'll be alright..."
"...we got to get away..."
She played final chords on piano, and then she turned around.
2nd person POV
You were singing "Sign of the times" and playing your piano. You loved this song. It was helping you relax, the melody was perfect. During the few last, silent piano chords, you tought you heard something. You softly finished and turned around. It was Steve.
But not the Steve you knew. This one had red puffy eyes, swollen from crying. He was sobbing quietly, trying to stop the sobs, but he couldn't.
You slowly came up to him, like to a wounded animal. He was just so hurt, you could see it in his eyes. You felt bad for him, but you wanted to know what happened. Who could hurt Stevie so badly.
"What happened, Big Guy?" you asked him. Steve just kept on sobbing even harder.
You moved him a little, so he was in your room, and you closed the door. You lead him to your bed, and sit on it, next to him. He was clutching his phone tightly in his hand, so you lifted his hand and gently tried to take it. He wouldn't let it go. You don't wanna pressure him, but whatever is on that phone is causing him this much distress.
"Stevie, cmon big babe" you cooed and rubbed the back of his hand with your thumbs. It may sound strange so someone, but Stevie really was like a big baby, so fluffy and vunerable inside.
He gave in and the phone just slipped from his hand in yours. You read the text and everyting was clear right away. You knew he went to visit Peggy in hospital, you didn't know she was this bad. I mean, Steve and you were close, but still that's too personal. You felt sooo sorry for him. He didn't deserve it. Not now. Not ever.
"Ohh, I'm so sorry Stevie..."
You immidiately hugged him close to you. He burried his head in your shoulder and neck, crying his eyes out, but at the same time trying not to cry. At least not to sob.
"Stevie, bear, it's okay to cry. Just let it all out."
That was all he needed. He started crying and sobbing uncontrollably, and your shirt was soaked in his tears. You didn't mind it tho, if it'll help him to feel better afterwards, he can cry as much as he needs.
After some time he lifted his head and looked into your eyes with his puffy baby blues.
"I'm sorry, Flower, I-I ju-ust can't believe s-s-she's go-one-e" he was still crying. You could see how much Peggy meant to him. You hugged him again, tugging at his hair softly to comfort him.
"Hey, hey no need to apologise Stevie. You cry yourself out, it'll help you. I'm here for you, Bear."
"T-tha-ank you. A-and and please... ca-can you-u not tell a-anyone about he-er ye-et..."
"Shhhh, Bear, I won't tell anyone about her. You wait until you're ready." you whispered.
You understood him. Not everyone in the team knew Peggy existed. And now telling them that she died, and what happened with them would be too much for Steve.
"T-thanks"
"Shhh, it's okay, it's okay." you whispered. You whispered to soothe him, you didn't know what to do when someone's loved one dies. But you wanted to be there for Steve so badly. Little did you know that what you did was just perfect for Steve.
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Steve at first felt ashamed, because he cried in front of Y/N. But she talked just enough, whispering soothingly. He didn't have streinght to act like a big guy anymore. He craved comfort so badly, and he got it from Y/N. It felt nice.
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Back to 2nd person POV
Something was bothering you. Steve didn't want anyone to know about Peggy's death which meant he was probably going to funeral alone. You didn't want that for him. At least he needed someone to be with afterwards. You knew Steve and how sensitive he was. You didn't want to think of things going through his head while he's alone after funeral. But if it was in London, as you tought it was, you had a plan.
"Stevie?" you said quietly playing with his hair a little.
"Mhm?" he asked, face still in your shoulder.
"When is Peggy's funeral? Is anyone going with you?" you asked. He lifted his head a little.
"T-tomorrow. L-london. And no. It's too much-h t-trouble for anyone. And I know it is Y/N, do-don't try to o--object" he smiled through his tears. You smiled back at him, your own eyes glistening with tears a little, but you didn't want him to notice.
He burried his head in your shoulder and neck again, like it was his safeplace, and he just cried. You couldn't imagine where those tears come from.
You softly stroked his short blonde locks, and started singing.
"Just stop your crying, it's the sign of the times...
...welcome to the final show
...I hope you're wearing your best clothes..."
Half into the song, you felt more weight on your shoulder. You looked down, and realised Steve fell asleep. You pressed one kiss to his temple, and moved him, so he was lying in your bed.
"Good night, Stevie Bear." you whispered.
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When you exited your room quietly, you immediately called your best friend, Jon.
It was 2am, but you and Jon were just the best friends, you could call him whenever, and other way around.
Him and his family were going to London, and he invited you to go with them. You declined the offer, because you had to study so. so. much. But this was way more important.
"Heey, Jonny. Is that London offer still on?
Great. When are you going?
Ohhh, in 2 hours?
Yea, I'll be there. Thanks
And by the way, I'll have somewhere to go to tomorrow, around 4pm, I hope you guys don't mind.
Ohh cool. Thank you bruhhhh. Byee"
Great news. They still had a plain ticked to spare, and they'll pick you up soon.
You quickly packed your stuff, careful not to wake up Stevie. Poor baby. With everything he's been through, and now his Peggy dies...
You tell JARVIS to tell Tony you're in your friends house, and to wake up Steve 'round 6am. His flight was in 7. You knew this, and which Church it was in at what time because you did a little research. Aka, asked JARVIS for help. AI already heard everything, so it wasn't news.
You left the tower and went to meet up with Jon and his family.
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Steve woke up by alarm ringing at 6am. He immediately realised he's not in his room. He was in Y/N's. And then he remembered how you comforted him. He was so thankful for you. Even though, you weren't here, and it was confusing. You probably went to sleep on the couch, or in some other room, and Steve felt bad about it. He quickly got ready, and tried to find you, so he could get you back to your bed. Fortunately JARVIS easened his search.
"Mr. Rogers, ms. L/N went on a trip with her friend a few hours ago."
"Oh. Thanks JARVIS." Steve said, and left the building. You didn't mention any trips, but then again, you two didn't talk anything except Peggy tonight.
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(timeskip to Peggy's funeral, cuz no one wants to listen about the trip now)
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3rd person POV
It's so devastating to attend a funeral on your own.
Even more so if it's a funeral of your lost loved one.
Maybe Steve should've brought someone with him. For comfort. At least to feel the familiar presence. He carried Peggy's coffin, and it was enough to make him feel empty and sad. It was nearing to the end of funeral, and Steve didn't want to be alone. He wanted comfort. Like when Y/N comforted him last night.
After the ceremony ended, he stayed behind a little. He craved someone's presence. Anyone familiar. And then he felt a smal hand on his shoulder. He turned around, and it was Y/N. At first, he tought he was hallucinating. But her petite hand on his shoulder felt so real. He felt so grateful for this small human being at the moment, he just wanted to thank God over and over for having her with him.
"Y/N, Flower, what are you doing here?" he asked, still in shock.
"Hey Bear. I figured out you could use some company after the funeral. But if you wanna be alone, I understand, I'll go."
"No no, I mean, if you can stay, it would mean a world to me. You really know me better than I know myself sometimes Y/N. Thank you so much, Flower." he said, and immediately came for a hug. You hugged back, of course.
"I'll stay for as long as you want, Bear. I'm here for you, as long as you want me to stay."
"I want you to stay forever kiddo" he mumbed in your hair.
"Forever it is."
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Gateway Drug | Part Eighty-Six
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The only sound is the clock ticking on our lawyer's desk, and the soft pattering of rain coming down.
"Just sign and initial and we'll get these back to the judge for approval." Nikki's lawyer tells us and I rub my lips together.Β
We both grab the pens he hands over to us, hesitantly, and Nikki clears his throat, his hand hovering over the first page of lines to be signed.
If he signs them, I'll sign them, I say to myself.Β
His pen presses to the paper, and it's as if he's trying to force himself to sign them...nothing happens, though.Β
The lawyer notices this.Β
"They can't be registered for approval if they're not signed." He adds, looking at the both of us.Β
Nikki just rolls his eyes and taps his foot, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.Β
"Are you sure you want to do this?" I ask him softly, hoping to God he says, "no."Β
"Yeah, Vivian. I'm sure." He states, still looking at the papers, pen stillβ¦
I get the "V" of my signature written and he looks down and scribbles across his paper, standing up.Β
"Fuck this, c'mon." He hisses and I look at him, wide eyed as he grabs my hand and pulls me up.Β
"W-What?" I ask.Β
"I'm retracting." He tells his lawyer as he walks out, taking me with him.Β
"Nikki, what the hell are you doing?" I ask him, confused as we walk down the stairs of the law firm.Β
"I've broken every fuckin' vow except 'till death do us part' and I'll be fucked to hell if we stuck it out and stayed with each other after the worst bullshit just to fucking divorce." He tells me.Β
One Month Earlier
I went to see him to try to understand where exactly we were in our relationship, if he even really wanted a divorce or if he was just wanted to start over, but, like alwaysβ¦
"I don't understand why you're being so stubborn, Viv--"
"--Because you want me to sign papers you filed less than 24 hours after you freaking died, Nikki!" I whisper yell.Β
"I assure you, I'm well aware!" He replies in the same quiet tone. "Sign the fucking papers."
"None of my grandparents ever divorced, my parents aren't divorced, I am not getting divorced. I'm a Christian, we don't do divorce."Β
"Well, you're not supposed to do sex before marriage or adultery, either, but that sure as shit didn't keep your panties on." He mumbles.Β
"Do you really bring up who did what because I assure you, your list is a hell of a lot longer than mine." I reply.Β
"Oh, is it?"Β
"Oh, it so is and you know it is."Β
He covers his ears and glare at him, flaring my nostrils.Β
"Are you serious right now?"Β
"I can't hear you." He tells me and I reach across the table and snatch his hands away from his ears, scowling.Β
"You are acting like a child right now!" I scold him.Β
"Now you know how I feel while trying to get you to just sign the damn papers!" He replies, crossing his arms. "But if you stay like this I might reconsider." He adds, his eyes on my chest where I'm leaning over.Β
"You aren't even taking this seriously, Nikki." I shove at his shoulder before sitting back down and he chuckles.Β
"I am, too," He argues. "You just look good."Β
"You're changing the subject."Β
"I can't compliment you?"Β
"Not when it's just to change the subject."Β
"I'm not changing the subject."
"Just like you to file for a divorce and then not want to discuss it with the woman who's put everything into the marriage you want wiped from existence."Β
"Now, you're pissing me off."Β
"You pissed me off when I got those damn papers with no warning."
"That's a lie, Vivian, the past year has been a fucking warning--especially with the amount of times you've thrown divorce in my face if I didn't straighten up. Remember that?"
"That's different. It was incentive to get you to act right."
"I didn't have any 'act right' left in me by that point." He states. "Unless it was for you." He smirks and I kick him under the table.Β
"Quit being a pervert."Β
"That's not perverted."
"This is a serious talk, Nikki, and you're trying to get out of it."
He opens his mouth to talk but I cut him off.Β
"And I swear to God if you say, 'I'm trying to get you out of something,' I'm going to come across this table and make you wish you had died."Β
"Is that a promise?" He raises a brow.
"I forgot how ridiculously immature sober Nikki is." I hiss.Β
"No, no, baby, this isn't even 'sober' Nikki. This is 'I don't have even the slightest sprinkle of anything in me for the first time in ten fucking years and I'm slowly starting to lose my fucking mind just a little bit' Nikki. Now just imagine staying married to this." He explains to me and I cut my eyes.Β
"Why the hell are you trying to convince me to want to divorce you?"Β
"Because you told me to fucking divorce you, remember?"Β
I furrow my brows.Β
"The day I got home and we got into that argument and you told me to just divorce you. So I'm trying to."Β
"You know that's not what I meant, Nikki."Β
"What the fuck did you mean, Vivian, because you fucking said, 'just divorce me then'."Β
"I didn't mean the next fucking day."Β
"You're crazy." He tells me.Β
"I'm crazy? I tried to throw myself off of a balcony when I thought you died and you thought it'd be a good idea to break up with me hours later?! Are you sure I'm the only crazy one?!"Β
"You told me you wanted out--multiple times."Β
"And you told me you loved me."Β
"Oh, oh, oh, woah, woah, wait a damn minute, that was a fucking coke binge mixed with alcohol, talking."
"Wasn't much talking, just a lot of crying and begging." I point out and he shakes his head a little, rolling his jaw. "Just for you to come home and file for divorce."Β
"Fuck you, Vivian."
"Fuck you, Nikki."Β
We both puff up and pout, arms crossed, glaring at each other with "go to hell" looks.Β
"...So?" Doc asks us when he comes back to check in on us.Β
"She's still that bratty little spoiled prude that would argue with me for the hell of it that she was when I first fucking met her." He snaps.Β
"And he's still Satan's evil Spawn." I bark.Β
"I'm about to take you to the bathroom." He threatens me.Β
"I'd rather have sex with Bret Michaels." I shoot back.Β
"At the rate you're going, I believe it."Β
"Do we need to talk about the threesome you had with Tansy and Vanity, now, orβ¦?"Β
"Wasn't Tansy." He states.Β
"Really? Then who was it with?"
"Let's not do this here." Doc says quietly, apparently we're getting louder than we thought, other visitors and patients glancing at us uncomfortably.Β
I wanna see them be married to Nikki Sixx and try to handle their shit quietly.Β
"Sign the damn papers, Vivian." Nikki tells me as I stand up, grabbing my purse and scoffing.Β
"You and your damn papers can go burn." I mumble to him.
"You know I'm right!" He calls after me, I just flick him off, turning my hand to him as I walk away.
When I get back to the house, I'm faced with the boxes I've got stacked and packed, groaning at the mess I've made trying to get our things sorted out--well, my things.Β
"Viv?!" Sharise calls from our guest bedroom.Β
"It's me!" I call back, hearing Whisky running from where she is to me.Β
"Hey, baby boy." I greet him, patting his head.Β
"I didn't know what to do with this," she carries down the big white box with my wedding dress in it. "And Sky's asleep, she's had a big afternoon with woof-woof." She states, using Skylar's nickname for Whisky.Β
"Aww," I say and take the box from her and carry it to the dinner table. "I haven't opened this since we got married."Β
"I wonder if you could still wear it." She adds and I raise my brows.Β
"Hell, if I know." I mumble. "I'm not gonna need it anymore."
"Oh, don't say that." She tells me.Β
"He's serious about the divorce, Sharise." I state.Β
"He's gone through a lot of stuff, Viv. You both have. He's not thinking clearly."Β
"Well, I am, and I don't want a freaking divorce."Β
"Yeah, but that's you." She reminds me. "I'm sorry it's something you're having to go through but you don't need to be with someone that wants to leave the marriage."Β
"I guess."Β
"Or you two will work things out and it'll be fine." She says next, optimistic.Β
"Work it outβ¦"
I'm hunched over the toilet a week later at the house, puking my guts up, trying to take deep breaths as I think I finish, only to be met with another wave of vomit, my throat and nose burning as regurgitated stomach acid stings at it.
"Shit." I grumble to myself, taking deep breathsβ¦
I glare at the positive pregnancy tests--the reason for my nausea, mainly.Β
"Damnit, Vivian." I say to myself, tiredly, trying not to start crying.
Whisky's standing under me and I just sit on the bathroom floor and cry, hugging the dog when he gets closer to me to run his nose against my hand.Β
What the hell am I going to do? What the hell am I going to tell Duff? What am I going to tell Nikki? I want him to stay with me but I'm pregnant with a baby that isn't even his. I know he knows about me and Duff, now, but a baby from it would be a constant reminder that, "hey, remember that time you and your wife fucking hated each other and she fucked Duff McKagan while you were overdosing?"Β
I hit myself internally, wiping my eyes.Β
I knew this was a risk, so I'm not surprised--just pissed at myself.Β
I'm not on birth control, I don't like condoms, I'm lucky I don't have an STD but a fucking baby with Duff?Β
What's my dad going to think?Β
What's Duff's family going to think, especially if by some miracle Nikki and I do stay together...what will happen with his chance to find someone else. Most women in their 20s in L.A. don't want to play step-mom right now.Β
The press will have a field day with thisβ¦
My mind shifts to Nikki's granddad.
Damn it.Β
I glance at the clock that reads 1:34a.m. and let out a breath, exhausted, before opening the bathroom drawer and putting the pregnancy test in it, sniffling.Β
I rummage through our cabinets for something to help me sleep, finding some NyQuil.
I decide to take it since the only reason I had a reaction to it last time was because I mixed it with my antidepressant, and I go lay down, looking at Whisky getting in beside me, laying on Nikki's side of the bed, my mind plucking at a familiar sight not too long ago.
"Where the hell is Nikki at?!" I hear Doc shout over the bustle backstage, and I furrow my brows, stopping my conversation with Tawny Kitaen--who's here with David Coverdale--as Doc looks at me.Β
"You know where the fuck Sixx is?" He snaps at me.Β
"No, I came with Sharise and Heather." I tell him.Β
"Is Nikki even fucking here?!" He shouts next.Β
"How the hell am I supposed to know, Doc?!" I yell back, getting pissed.Β
"Maybe because you're his wife?" I hear someone cut in, sounding irritated, and I slowly turn around and see Bobby Dall leaned against an amp, his arms crossed.Β
"Maybe lick my twat." I snap back, harshly.Β
"I'm missing a fucking bassist that's supposed to go on in fifteen fucking minutes!" Doc yells over everybody, making me and Bobby shut up our bickering that's about to inevitably start. "Has anybody seen or heard anything from Nikki Sixx?!"Β
We all glance at each other, not saying a word.Β
"Fuck!" He outbursts, storming away to call the office back home.Β
Bobby huffs out a breath and pushes past me and Tawny, while I just glare daggers into him.Β
It was Day on the Green, a big music festival in Oakland, California, and on the second day, Whitesnake, Poison, and MΓΆtley CrΓΌe were set to perform. But once it was MΓΆtley's turn, nobody could find Nikki. I had come with Sharise and Heather. Nikki had attempted to kick smack, again, so we all thought that's what delayed his arrival...come to find outβ¦
"I've been up three fucking days freebasing, Tommy, alright?" He snaps to a pissed off Tommy and Vince after, "You're fucking shooting up again," leaves Tommy's lips.Β
The guys are pissed off--the most pissed I've ever seen them at Nikki--and the fans, who've been waiting for nearly an unacceptable amount of time for MΓΆtley CrΓΌe, are bustling with impatience as Nikki steadily drinks from a bottle of Jack to bring himself down some.
He glances at me and snarls.Β
"Get her outta here. I can't do shit with her looking at me like I'm dead." He snaps to Fred and I roll my jaw and leave him be.
By the time the show goes on, it's so obvious that Nikki's out of it, his eyes wide and wild, his brain friedβ¦
Once the part of the show happens where Vince brings out bottles of Jack for Nikki and Tommy to chug on stage, I feel my eyes water, seeing Nikki scrambling to get up where he threw himself down the stage, to grab the fifth of Jack from Vince.Β
He chugs half, Tommy chugs half, and when Nikki comes to grab some water to try to keep up and finish the show as strong as he can, he takes two big gulps of water and hisses a bit of it back up, coughing and hacking.Β
I'm assuming he grabbed Micks straight vodka by accident.Β
The show ends soon, and Nikki's slobbering drunk, looking tired and worn down.Β
"I'm fuckin' going home." He tells Doc, pushing past him. "Vivian, baby, c'mon." He tells me, surprisingly gentle, slurring and taking heavy breaths.Β
I think he's just that damn tired.Β
"You don't want to stay and try to sober up some?" I ask him, calmly.Β
"No, I just wanna go home." He repeats.Β
I tell the girls and boys, 'bye,' right before Doc hammers us with when we need to be at the airport to leave for the next shows on the tour.Β
I can see Nikki being bombarded with Doc, bitching him out for being late while simultaneously threatening him if he doesn't get his shit together before they do the next line of shows...his eyes growing more and more distant with each word.Β
"You know how many fuckin' people you disappointed tonight, Nikki?" Doc asks him next.Β
"Doc, he gets it, alright." I interrupt since Nikki's not saying anything to him. I take Nikki's hand and pull him to the door.Β
"He obviously doesn't get it, Vivian." He bites at my heels, following after us.Β
"I get it, you're pissed, but can we please do this another time?" I hiss, snapping around to him, glancing around at the different roadies backstage, some of the members of other bands and their girlfriends and wives looking uncomfortable with Nikki getting his metaphorical asshole torn into a million pieces by Doc.Β
"You've both been saying that for the past year, Vivian, so no. We can't do this another time." Doc tells me, fed up.Β
"Well, me and him are." I argue, turning back around and grabbing Nikki's arm to keep walking.Β Β
Nikki's not even here mentally. It's like he's sedated.Β
"Just go ahead and enable him, Vivian." Doc outbursts to me, still behind us with each step, and I turn and throw my fist to his face as hard and fast as I can, hearing a satisfying crack in his cheek.Β
Eyes widen around us, Fred is rubbing his face as he steps to us, Tommy, Vince and Mick glaring at me...they can all think Nikki Sixx married a batshit bitch.Β
I don't care anymore.
When we get on the plane Nikki flew in on, he sits down and stays quiet as I sit across from him.Β
The only thing he tells me the entire hour and a half worth of flight is, "I've fucking done it again," I'm assuming in reference to messing things up.Β
He locks himself in the closet when we get home, and I spend the night wide awake, staring at Whisky where he's laying on Nikki's side of the bed.
"You and me again." I say to him, reaching out and rubbing his head as he stretches.
I blink the memory back, still looking at Whisky.Β
"You and me again."
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Infinity Chapter 4-
Meet The Family (PT.1)
Summary: QUEEN AU where Rog (aka Rowan Queen) is a young single dad struggling to make it into music industry.
Warnings: not really. Just fluff, sappiness and swearwords here and there
Disclaimer: I don't own the pictures. The boys are based on Queen, but Piper, Gina and Callie are mine
John: Rick Lincoln (Cause he is John Richard Deacon born on August 19th 1951β’β’β’β’β’)
Brian: Terry Garrett (Cause my uncle used to have a black puddle named Terry and I had no choice)
Freddie: Len Mars (Yea I couldn't help myself)
Chapter 4- Row opens up with the boys about the raisin.
βI'm a dadβ........
"Okay, let's... let's get over this again: A daughter?" Terry, the band's guitarist couldn't believe his ears.
"Yes, Terry. A daughter" Row repeated for the 19th time from the other side of the phone.
"A baby." Len said, taking another sip of his tequila.
"No, a 30 year old alpaca." Row said sarcastically. "Yes, a goddamn baby. Fucking gorgeous, just so you know"
"And you're gonna keep her." Rick, who had been quietly plunking his bass' strings, added. "Are you sure?"
"It's done. I've already kept her. And it's not like I'm rescuing a shelter dog. She's mine. Period."
"Sorry, was just trying to... Wrap my head around it"
To be honest, Row still couldn't quite believe it (that he was a father). Not even now, as he tried to convince his best friends while holding his girl with the other arm.
"And is your mom okay with it?" Terry asked
He scoffed, clutching his Lil raisin close at the thought "My mom has no say in this".
"But she knows" Rick said.
He sighed "Yes, she knows. And she was a bitch about it, okay? She can disown me for all I care". It's not like there was much to inherit, anyway.
There was a general sigh from his three best friends.
"And what are you gonna do?"
" 'bout what?"
"Um, I don't know, man. About School? Maybe about your life in general?"
"School ain't something I'm worrying about".
"What a surprise" Rick rolled his eyes.
"But you're still in the band right?" Len said
"Oh, of course. Of course. You guys are gonna be the only ones keeping me sane"
They chuckled
"But we ain't gonna babysit for you, huh?"
"As if you knew anything about babies"
"Well, the same as you." Terry said
"Just what I was saying: nothing at all" Row grinned
"Her future looks bright, then" Len half teased.
"Incandescent, in fact" Row could pretty much hear Terry's arched eyebrow.
The youngest member could only roll his eyes and try not to take it as an insult. He knew this was a lot to process all of a sudden and that in the inside, beyond the sarcasm and teasing, they were happy for him.
"Whatever, guys" he replied, as Pips began to frown. He sighed, knowing that meant smelly treat was on its way "Gotta go. By the way, she just told me she thinks you guys stink" he grinned, before hanging up.
The other three men exchanged a confused glance, and stayed in silence for a minute, until Len broke it:
"I say he'll go completely nuts in seven days".
"That long? Nah, I think less than 24 hours after they leave the hospital." Terry said
Len smirked "Bet?"
"I'm a bit tight at the moment, pal"
"Then not money. If I win, you'll be my model for the midterm design project. It's 30's fashion. For ladies, of course".
"Ok. But if I win you'll do my chores for a whole weeks."
"A whole week?!"
"Seven days, if you prefer it."
They shook hands "Deal. Rick? Join us?"
"I actually rather believe that they'll be alright" Rick got up and stretched.
"Well of course they will. Eventually. Row always figures things out." T said
"The fun part is to watch him go crazy in the meantime" Len chuckled "Like when he first moved in and left a fork in the plate when first using the microwave"
They laughed, remembering how their friend had called them at 9 PM in panic, screaming the microwave had exploded.
"Let's just hope for the best. I mean he seemed quite sure of himself this time. And who knows, maybe being a dad is the best way to grow up." Rick defended
"Yea, well a bit radical, don't you think?" Len said
"Like sock therapy. If smokers quit when diagnosed with lung cancer, maybe Row settles down now he has a baby"
"I just still don't get why he didn't just put her in adoption" T said
Rick shrugged "Would you if you were in his shoes?"
"Absolutely"
"That's exactly how Row would've answered, say, a week ago. That's what we all answer. Until it really happens. I think it's one of those situations where you can't really picture until you live it."
"But this is Rowan Queen we're talking about. Rowan <<Made out with both Jones Twins at the same party Cause I didn't remember which was which>> Queen. I mean, he does know that a kid is gonna freeze his sex life for indefinite time, right? What the hell was going through his head?" Terry said
"I can't believe you think that." Len interjected "I mean, I'm the one who's never gonna be a dad here, and the one who failed biology, but even I get it. He met her right? Before any decision was made, he met her. Once you meet your kid, you're tangled up forever. And you might think you're not but if you give them away you'll never get rid of a feeling of remorse."
"Wow, Lenny, that was deep"
"Yea, where'd you get that from?"
"Just common sense."
"Funny, considering you're the one who's started the bet" Rick grinned
"One thing doesn't prevent the other. And out of the two of us, I'm the optimistic! He gave him one day, I gave him seven! I trust him"
"Well I'm not sure if I do. I mean, I love him, he's a great guy, a great musician, and everything else, but he's not reliable. Remember his first job as a waiter? I'm still waiting for the fish and chips I ordered last April"
The other two chuckled "I once lent him a t-shirt, and I swear I saw Liz Michael's wearing it" Len said
"See what I mean?"
"Yes, well, we can't do anything about it, T. It's his life"
"But this affects us too, one way or another. This affects the band. And he didn't even consult us"
"Well what did you expect him to do? Call and go <<Hey guys, are you fine with me having a daughter? No? Okay, just checking. Bye>>?" Rick imitated a phone with his hand, doing a decent impression of their friend's high voice.
"A head's up would have been nice"
"Terry, just chill for fucks shake. I mean, this is unexpected, but Row's our best friend, our brother, and we have to support him. Because, if he's a dad, that's makes us her uncle's. And it'll be fun having a little niece we can spoil" Len smiled at the idea.
"Spoil? With what money?" Terry, always realistic, put his hands on his hips
"With the upcoming tour's, of course darlings" he twirled majestically around the room
"First, that's in four months" Rick reminded
"If it does happen at all"
They still had one last song to arrange And record. Plus, they didn't know how Row was gonna make it work now he had a baby. But nobody addressed that concern out loud.
"Oh don't be so goddamn negative, fellas! C'mon! We're uncle's! Row's made a very important, life-changing, mature decision, and we should be proud of him. So" he went to the fridge and returned with three beers "I say we toast for him and the lil Queenie"
The other two grinned and accepted the cans, opening them.
"Oh, I say we Split a fourth beer in his behalf, cause parents shouldn't drink while breastfeeding" Terry mocked, earning a laugh
"To the Queens" Rick raised his can "For our little bro to take this seriously and not fuck this kid up"
"To the Queens" Terry and Len crashed theirs as well.
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Meanwhile, in the hospital...
"Goddamn it, raisin! How can someone so small produce so many colors of something so stinky?" Row exclaimed, holding his breath as he clipped the fresh nappy on his daughter "We only feed you milk! Like... Like white milk! How can you turn a white liquid into rainbow pudding? Holy shit" he held the dirty one at arms length and threw it in the bin "It's a damn good thing I love you, cause I won't do this for anyone else" he told her, lifting her up to his chest again before walking around the room
"You gonna be a good girl for me for the next eighteen years? Huh?" He kissed her chubby cheek "What am I saying? You're my daughter, of course you're gonna be a trouble maker. But we'll get along, you'll see. I ain't gonna be like my parents. Don't worry. I won't be a bloody pain in the ass like mom, and I will never ever do anything my old man did. That I can promise. But I gotta admit I do want you to be like Gina. Yea, she's a control freak sometimes, but let's face it: she's gotta be the strongest person I've ever met. You should've seen her kicking the bastard out the house. She took no shit."
He smiled somewhat proudly at the memory, and for a second forgot how mad he was at her for turning her back on them.
"You wanna be a badass gurl like her? Huh? Yes you do. Yes you do" he cooed, craning his neck so he could brush his nose with her little button one. Her fist chose to close around the nearest strands of blond hair on reach, which he found secretly adorable.
But a part of him did wish he had mom's support. After all, despite the rough patches through his teens, they had always had each other's back; through thick and thin. She had have to raise him all alone, and although he hadn't even begun with Pips, he already knew it hadn't been easy. She may be stern, and a bit inflexible when it came to negotiating allowance. She could come across as rude if you caught her in the wrong mood (which many neighbors had) but above all she was a good person and a good mother.
And looking back, he hadn't been such a great son. He could have been more responsible, less handful and more obedient. Less rebellious, too. He could have thanked her more often for the thousand things she did everyday. For the meals. For all the jobs she had taken to provide for the two of them. For the surprise birthday gift she had got him with the money she had been saving: a real drum kit. For helping him move out her house into that one room crappy appartement which would be Pip's home.
But still she had rejected Piper without a second thought, regardless of her anger towards him; Pips was her granddaughter, she had done nothing wrong and as her father, Row doubted he would ever forgive Gina.
He sighed, untangling the hand of his hair and bringing it to his lips "But you don't have to worry about all that. Just concentrate on staying strong and growing up. And I promise I'll focus all of me on being the best dad. That you'll never miss a mom cause you don't need one. You've got me and I swear I'll be enough. Even if I'm still young: I'll have it all more fresh won't I?" He grinned "You're the one person who's never judged me yet, and I don't wanna let you down"
That a was vow. And he was determined to keep it.
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This one goes to my mega-paragraphist @definitely-darcy who's got my engine going through the usual inspiration blocks, and who's reviews help me improve. She's made me believe in this fic, and encouraged me to keep going despite the one digit notes.
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Tom Holland x Ballerina! Reader (Part 1)
Tom Holland x Ballerina! ReaderΒ
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It was a long tiring day of Pirouettes and Grande JetΓ© for Tom, he agreed to do a short video with a very kind young man call Joel, a short film of Joel's story of his path in ballet learning it from Africa to England... It was a powerful and great documentary and thought it wasn't very long in a video it took hours of filming and Tom was honestly beyond exhausted.
The crew and director told him it was a wrap and they can all go home already, as much fun as Tom had to film the video he was eager to head home after the long day of spinning and flipping in a dance studio then to see Tessa and just lay on the bed doing nothing.
He packed his bag and took his phone out then headed out the door Β looking around his surroundings making sure it was clear of people for him to walk while looking at his phone and when it was he immediately went to Twitter then looked at the messages he received while he was filming, as he was taking a turn from the hallway to go to the staircase at the end of it he noticed a bunch of younger kids probably aged 5 to 10 were crowding around that one room looking at something.
Tom's presence wasn't noticed since the kids were way too distracted by something that was going on in that room and as he got closer he heard a piece of melodic music playing that he wasn't familiar with, he stopped behind the kids who were blocking him from getting closer to see the scene but fortunately he was taller than all of them giving him a clear view from his height, and quite honestly the view he got was beyond what he imagined.
In that room there was only one person, a girl with (H/C) hair that was tied into a tight bun with a few strands of hair out framing her face, she wore a black camisole leotard that had it's straps 'X' at the back, she had black stockings worn underneath with pink pointe shoes on her feet.
There she danced elegantly, her body moved with the music like her body was a river moving with the flow...he can see all her curves arch and stretch as she goes on pointe or leap with her fitting leotard that hugged her body beautifully, there wasn't a single fault at all as she moved...when the chorus hits she went into 'Attitude' position before twirling and flying into a leap landing gracefully before continuing going across the floor with Pique Turns, she was continuing ready to leap again but Tom missed it when a dance teacher came looking for the children, the kids gave their whines and upset pouts as the teacher came and told them it's time for their class to start and they dragged their feet back and started saying how they wanted to see the entire dance and how amazing it was, the teacher looked in the studio and gave a small smile as she looked at the dance display and said to Tom without looking at him
"Beautiful isn't it, every move...every leap... everything, even her...is gorgeous."
The woman said in a thick African accent, Tom then rips his attention off and chuckles embarrassed by how enchanted he was by the girls dance as he responded
"Yeah... It is very beautiful, and so is she..."
He said whisperings the last part hoping the lady didn't hear that but of course she did,
"Well..."
She paused and grazed her fingers across her box braids bun making sure it's neat in place
"She has been working hard for the big performance for months... wouldn't hurt to give a review, sure she'll feel more relaxed hearing a nice comment."
The lady smiled and walked off to her class, Tom didn't get to ask if that was okay to go in there and all that came out of his mouth was
"O-okay."
She made her turn across the hallway and Tom breathed out and looked back into the room with the mysterious girl dancing, she went into fifth position and did small spins across and stood at one leg pointe with her other leg up as high up as she can so it'll look like a split, she paused there as the music drum rolled intensely like she was waiting for the bass to drop so she can do an epic leap into the air but while she was in position Tom took note of her face and how she maintained it's calmness while in a very uncomfortable and painful position, it was so unreal how she could look so alluring and graceful...
The dance ended after the girl was in final position and gave a courtesy bow facing the mirror, Tom couldn't help but clap and the girls' eyes moved to look at the door from the mirror where Tom stood, she smiled kindly and walked to her bag at the mirror side grabbing her water bottle
"I didn't realize I had an audience...or rather a spectator, would've turned around while bowing courtesy."
She said as she drank her water while she had her leg on a bar to stretch her joints and muscles
"Oh er...I was just passing by and I saw a bunch of kids...so I came by and saw you dance..."
Tom didn't really know what to say, he was usually fine with talking to strangers but he didn't know why this particular girl made him so nervous and flustered, she, on the other hand, was calm and smooth the entire time
"Well... the kids do that often, sometimes they even try to follow which ends up being a large mess but I'm glad to see them with such determination and motivation."
She said sincerely, as she thought of the kids that come look at her dance every now and then
"Yeah...it is to see young kids look up to you and be inspired by you to pursue their dreams, makes all the hard work feel worth it."
Tom agreed, meaning every word he said... finally, he wasn't stuttering he though
"Exactly, well it was really nice meeting you...see you around?"
"Y-yea...I guess."
The girl had her leg off the bar and got on the floor stretching out her joints, Tom was a bit upset that he didn't know what other kinds of conversation to make with this girl without sounding like he was trying too hard so he turned and walked down the hallway to the exit but the weird urge in his gut to just turn around and say something, a voice in his head was just screaming that if he doesn't say something now he is gonna regret it, probably his conscience speaking or... yelling.
Suddenly his body moved on its own and he was walking...then fast walking...the running back to room as his heart was pounding out of his chest, he held the door to stop running as the girl was starting her music but heard loud and fast footsteps that stopped outside her door and turned around to look at that boy from before panting with his hands on his knees, she gave a surprise expression...before she can think of a reason why he was back here he blurted out
"You'reaverybeautifuldancer."
He blurted out so quickly it was barely audible but the girl understood what he said...but being a bit of a tease she pretended she didn't get that, she stopped what she was doing and got up walked gracefully to the boy with quiet steps stopping in front of him, she was shorter than him by a few inches so she looked up to look him in the eye...that made him a bit red but he didn't avert eye contact, instead he returned it.
Tom was far from embarrassed by his move but so far saw that she had no creeped out or disgusted expression, instead she got up and walked gracefully towards him...how is it that even by walking she can look so majestic he wondered, she stopped right in front of him their faces inches apart because of height difference, her eyes stared into his like she was trying to figure out something in him and he too couldn't get his eyes off hers, her eyes were a beautiful shade of (E/C) and they were shining with the light coming from the large window at the side of the studio, she had a very alluring scent that he can sort of make out, it was vanilla rose...with something else he couldn't point out.. honestly, he felt like a creep noticing these things but he couldn't help it, something about her was just so... uniquely beautiful
The silence between them was broken when she spoke in a gentle melodic tone...it was soft almost like a whisper just for him to hear and Tom swore he forgot how to breathe for a sec
"Say that again...I didn't catch it."
"Er... I-I said you were beautiful- NO- You're not beautiful, your dance was incredibly beautiful- NO WAIT, T-that's not what I mean, I don't mean you're not beautiful you are beautiful but I meant to say you-I MEAN, YOUR dance is beautiful and so are you. Your dance AND you are both exquisitely gorgeous..."
If there was an open window behind Tom right now he swore he will jump right out of it, he tried to play it cool but nope... his completely flustered expression and stuttering got the best of him, his eyes were squint shut as he was ready to get scoffed at for saying 'You're not beautiful' or maybe even slapped in the face but it for some reason neither happened so he opened one eye and saw the girl still there with a stoic face but suddenly she snorted and lets out a giggle then a loud laughter, it was extremely adorable, her laughter was pretty contagious but Tom couldn't laugh yet as he still felt like a fool
"Y-You..haha, are so cute...HAHAHA, oh my gosh... but thank you."
She said unable to control her laughter and cracked at the end from laughing, she wipes off a laugh tear coming out and saw how red Tom turned the moment she said he was cute and continued the laughter
"You're so sweet... honestly that was so kind and thoughtful to say, I needed some comments on the recital but I didn't want to spoil the dance for them on the actual date itself...so thank you."
She was still a bit giggly but was calmer and finally, Tom was able to chuckle out in relief that the girl didn't hate him or find him odd
"You're welcome...it was all honest words so keep up the great work... Ms...?..."
He didn't know her name...7 minutes he spent enthralled by her dance and 5 minutes he spent trying to talk to her like a normal human being...12 minutes in total and he didn't even ask for her name...now that's a bit embarrassing especially now when he tries to use it
"Oh goodness, where are my etiquettes...how rude of me, well my name is Y/N, Y/N L/N and you are..."
"Oh er, Tom Holland."
He thought her name was beautiful, it rolls off the tongue and it really matched her beauty and elegance
"Tom Holland... your name sounds familiar...do I know you?"
She had her thumb on her lip in a thinking motion as if she were trying to remember where she heard it before but Tom helped out
"Er... I'm actually an actor so you may have seen me in a few films.."
"Films? I don't watch a lot of movies unfortunately but I think that I may have seen one you were in... Were you in 'Heart of the sea' ?"
Tom wasn't really expecting people to remember him through that film, not since he became Spiderman
"... Yeah, yeahhh, that was 4 years ago..."
"It was a wonderful film...very powerful, inspired by the story Moby Dick, classic tale, you were great in it, really captured the expression and feels of the story, it's a real talent"
Tom blushed at that comment...Y/N liked his acting and thought he was talented,
"So what other films were you in?"
She headed back into the room and Tom followed behind, looking around the studio and all the mirror in front of them
"There was...'The impossible'...I was 15, and...my favourite role was being Spiderman."
He said proudly, Y/N turned around and looked at him.
"You play Spiderman?"
That really made Tom's heart dropped a bit,
"I, unfortunately, don't watch superhero movies or anything like comics or action films cause...being a ballerina I watch more French films or just ballet performances than anything in the world, but honestly if I had to choose a superhero... it'll be Spiderman."
Y/N said honestly, she had to watch Spiderman when she used to watch her nephew and though she wasn't exactly interested in the film she did think Spiderman was a very interesting and righteous character, but Spiderman she watched was played by Andrew Garfield,
"Oh, so you like Spiderman more?"
Tom asked eagerly, quite ecstatic to hear her favourite was the character he was playing
"Yeah, you know use to watch my nephew and little boys love superheroes so ended up watching shit loads of DC and Marvel films, Superman, wonder woman, Ironman, Captain America, Thor, Spiderman...you know the lot."
"Yeah, so who did your nephew like most?"
"Honestly, he loved Ironman, probably cause Ironman gets to fly and has a cool suit."
Y/N chuckled at that thought how her nephew fanboys over Ironman and how he flipped out when he got an action figure of it
"Hahaha, of course...kids love Ironman."
Tom thought it was adorable, he loved Ironman and Robert Downey Junior growing up so he was as much as a fanboy as her nephew, they had a little laugh together and talked a bit more but soon Tom had to go and Y/N had to practice,
"Well...it was nice meeting you."
Y/N goes first and Tom gives a half smile
"Yea...nice meeting you too."
Tom gives a wave and turns to head for the door as Y/N watches, he looked a bit disappointed like he wanted to hang out a bit more and honestly, Y/N kinda wanted to as well but she has to rehearse,
"Wait!"
Y/N called out stopping Tom in his tracks and he turned around a bit too fast
"I was thinking...since you saw my rehearsal, would... you like to see the actual performance."
She suggested with a hopeful smile and Tom blushed and said
"P-performance? Yours, well er, I- yeah, YEAH. I'm sure since there's no filming- yeah I can go, *cough*."
He stuttered out trying his best to sound smooth
"Great... Glad to hear that, so what's your number."
"My, my what?"
Y/N chuckled at his surprised reaction
"Number...I going to have to send you the location... details, tickets."
She raised an eyebrow like it was obvious and chuckled as she finished her sentence and Tom turned completely red from that, he passed her his phone as she puts her number in and his into hers
"And maybe if you'd like you could ask me out and we could go to the after party together..."
"Yes! I mean *cough*, yeah sure... Will you go to the after with me?"
Y/N laughed at his sweet 'Invitation' as she closes the distance between them leaning towards him as their noses almost touch from her being on Tip toes
"Yes, I'll go with you."
Giving him a soft peck on the cheek and turned back to play her music and goes into starting position,
"See you on the big day, Tom ."
She says as the song plays and she starts to dance,
"Yeah see you...Y/N."
He touches the side of the cheek that Y/N kissed and makes a turn and was out of her sight, and he started jumping up and down exclaiming 'YES!' under his breath as he strolled down the staircase, he may look kinda stupid with his big goofy grin, his hand on his cheek and holding his phone to his chest like it was his child but he didn't mind, he was way to buoyant to care.
....
Fast forward to that night Tom can't stop thinking about Y/N, he looked at his phone and her number wanting to send a text or maybe just call but kept having this weird anxiety chanting inside his head saying stuff like
'You're way too forward.'
'She'll probably be creeped out if you call.'
'C' mon she just invited you to a performance what did you think she meant?'
'She knew you from a role where you were playing just a lanky boy.'
Oh does he hate having these feels and thoughts overcome him when all he wants to do is to text someone, he has text tons of people but damn this was stressful...he even believed that texting Queen Elizabeth II would be easier than this.
But finally he lay on his bed a wrote a simple 'Hey.' in the messaging box and looked at it for minutes...is that too little? Or too much? And he decided to make it less awkward and stiff so he added a smiling emoji, he looked at the text for another 5 minutes and finally said fuck it and sent the text, he threw his phone to his side and covered his face with his hands and threw his head back and groaned in agony immediately regretting everything he's done but suddenly his phone's messaging tone rang and he fell off his bed and grabbed his phone quickly opening it to see it was a reply from Y/N.
Y/N was at home and just finished her shower and was in a comfortable white cotton robe, she got on the couch with ice packs on her legs after her hours of rehearsal, she switched on the television with a bowl of soup on her hand and laid on her side having her hand be a head support as she switches the channels trying to find something interesting to watch... Times like these make her wish she didn't live alone in her apartment... she's got all this space and an amazing view of the city from where she sat but still...all this and all her friends yet she still felt the silence echoing through her hallways... Suddenly she got on the certain channel and saw the new Spiderman trailer, usually she would've skipped it but she didn't, maybe cause the a certain someone was behind that Spiderman mask and like she thought it was him, the boy that 'asked' her to the ballet after party, he was insanely adorable in his suit and the way he spoke in his Queens accent and thought of him speaking just now in his British accent... she'll hand it to him that he nailed the accent and the moves,
"... Spiderman homecoming, catch it in theatre on July 7th..."
The trailer finished and she chuckled at the thought of that adorable guy she just met fighting crime in a spider suit, suddenly her phone's message ringtone went off and she raised an eyebrow...a message at this time? All her friends were probably sleeping but she's still awake so she shouldn't be weirded out, it was a message by Spiderman himself, she grinned and Β opened the text
'Heyπ'
She thought for a second and responded
'HiβΊοΈ'
She typed and send, bit down on her nails and waited for a reply.
Tom read her response and it was a 'Hi' with a smiling emoji but a smaller smiling one, what to write now? He then decided to be more chill and relax and ask about what she did after he left
Tom: 'So, how was dance after I left?'
A few seconds later a reply came
Y/N: 'Great, your comment made me feel better and I can say it went smoothly.'
Tom: 'That's amazing, glad to hear that it made you feel better.'
Y/N: 'Well...what about you, is the night going well for you.'
Tom chuckled at that and replied easily
Tom: 'Yeah well, Typical night as always, With the dog, Watching TV and snacking on stuff I shouldn't be snacking on late at night, you?'
Y/N: 'Well I guess almost same as you, except no dog, no chips, with ice packs on my legs and you're in it, but TV is a yeah.'
The two talked for hours through the night about everything, favourite dance, favourite food and movies, Tom talked about the time he was mistaken Robert Downey Juniors stunt double to be him and Y/N on the time she did a leap to far and jumped off stage landing on her teacher, they both had a great night just texting on the bed...it just felt like they were beside each other.
....
The day came, the big dance performance, it was two weeks after Tom met Y/N and now he's in front of a mirror dressed up for the performance, he was in a 2 piece grey checkered suit and inside he was a white turtle neck that was a perfect fit on his body, his hair was combed neatly and he looked at his entire self-thinking
'Am I overdressed?'
'Do I look like I'm trying too hard?'
He wondered but he really didn't want to show up being underdressed cause it'll look as if he didn't really care how he looked in front of her, he's been texting her every day since they've exchanged numbers and by now he was sure he had a crush on her but he really didn't have the guts to tell her and scare her off... And even if he did finally typed something a bit more flirty she would flirt back or be very smooth and play it off...did she not like him? He didn't know but whether she likes him or not he definitely wanted to see her performance...the first time he saw it charmed him off his feet and now here he stood pondering whether Y/N likes him or not and whether or not he's overdressed.
Tom looks back at the rose bouquet on the table wrapped in white with a red bow, inside writing a letter for Y/N to read and he sigh...will she realize how he felt and reject him, he didn't know but he was definitely giving them to her, he looked beside the Bouquet and saw his clock, '7:30' shit...the performance starts at 8:00 and he spent 30 minutes just looking at the same outfit, he grabbed the Bouquet and tickets then ran out of the door and hailed the nearest cab when he reached the side of the road, luckily he got one.
Y/N was already at the dance theatre at 3 to get ready, from early rehearsal to prepping the younger kids with their hair and makeup since they went before her to start the show, she made sure the music was right then at 5 she started getting ready, her makeup was just foundation, her eyebrows, some redx brown eyeshadow and gold on the lids and inner corner of the eye, a simple wing liner, mascara, light contour, blush and cherry red lipstick...she looked in the mirror and she has to admit she looked ethereal like, she had a tight low bun with golden pieces on it like leaves and gold flowers than on her head was a golden crown with a charm dangling in the centre of her head between her curtain fringe, her dress was all white with a sweetheart neckline and two arm bracelets that had white fabric attached with another arm bracelet below so it looks like two puffy sleeves on her arms, she wore a gorgeous white tutu that had golden chains and detailing on them and red gems and crystals attached on it, the detailing was similar to the pattern on her dress top and to finish off her outfit was her white Pointe shoes...like that she was ready to go on stage, but before she left her room her phone rang and she checked it...it was a message from Tom, she opened it and saw an adorable selfie of him on the front seat in the dance theatre and caption was
'Excited for the performance π!'
His Express was like the emoji he sent and it was so precious, she texted him back with a picture of her pointe shoes and wrote
'Well, you won't be disappointed.π¬'
She puts her phone down and goes on stage... wondering if she could see Tom from where she'll perform.
The curtains drew open and there was a bunch of kids in dancing together...12 to be exact, 12 little girls dancing in sync to a beautiful song and Tom watched fascinated and after a few minutes they dispersed and went behind the curtain and another 12 older girls came out and joined hands as they were lined in a large circle, Tom later looked closer and saw Y/N, all the girls had the same dance but it seemed like Y/N part was more important...she danced better than all the girls he thought but of course didn't say and judging by the audience eyes he believe they thought the same since they paid more attention to her. The performance went on with the 12 girls on stage dancing then the set changed with more people coming in and Y/N stood in the middle of the stage while everyone else had a partner dancing around her, suddenly lights dimmed and only a source of light landed on her then on someone, a man dressed in all black came in the picture and walked to Y/N, everyone around them looked afraid of him except for the character Y/N played, he gave her his hand to dance and she accepted it, the two had a dance duet together with the light mostly on them with dark intense music playing, Y/N did a bunch of hard dangerous leaps, pointes and Pirouettes but she didn't flinch or stumble...she danced Beautifully.
Tom simply couldn't stop looking at her, the way she moved and the elegance she had...was marvellous, the ending of the performance was Y/N solo, it was the same dance Tom saw when he passed her door a week ago, exactly the same and he saw how everyone was just as enchanted by her dance...the white and gold backdrop and beautiful light shining on her...she looked like a goddess, she was literally shining like an Angel and Tom thought he liked her...no, he has fallen deep for her.
The end of the dance Y/N joined hands with the guy she danced and beside her was everyone she shared the stage with, they bowed as the crowd veered and Y/N looked around and spotted Tom in the front seat, one of the spectators that stood up to clap and her smile got wider and waved at him, he returned the wave and the curtains draw...he then went to the backstage and showed the guards the pass and they let him in, he passed by dancers and makeup artist, people who helped with the performance or was in the performance in general,saw him and started whispering,
'Is that Tom Holland?'
'Isn't that the guy that played Spiderman?'
'What is Tom Holland doing here.'
Tom didn't mind since he was used to it but he really couldn't find Y/N room and he asked one of the girls
"Hey..er do you know where I can find Y/N's room?"
She nodded without saying a thing like she has seen a ghost and pointed at it,
"Oh, thanks."
He thanked her and went off and he swore he heard her squeal and her friends were crowding around her asking her what he said or what happened, Tom got to her room and knocked on the door,
"Who is it?"
That was her voice
"Er...it's me, Tom."
There was a pause and the door opened and revealed Y/N, she had her bun removed but her crown was still on, she smiled and let him in
"Please come in, take a seat at the couch, sorry it's so messy."
She apologized and went to get a glass of water but Tom stopped her by tapping on her shoulder
"I- I ahem, I got these for you."
He handed the beautiful bouquet and Y/N looked surprised, her eyes glowed and she covered her mouth with one hand before removing them to hold the bouquet with both her hands
"Tom...t-these are..*Chuckle* these are beautiful, oh my gosh thank you I love them."
She hugged him and he was shocked but returned it gleefully, she puts the flowers on her vanity and took the letter out going to read it but Tom stopped her
"WAIT, er read that when you are alone please.."
Y/N grinned and raised an eyebrow and said
"Why? Did you write me a love confession?"
Tom didn't say anything but blush at that, Y/N laughed and said
"Just kidding, ok I'll read it when I get home but now, I need to get ready for the after party everyone will be there."
She goes behind a white privacy screen and starts changing and Tom just sat there looking around then he hears the dress fall to the ground and sees Y/N silhouette from the screen, she was definitely naked now and he looked away feeling embarrassed and like a perv...he shouldn't be gawking at her thought but his eyes wouldn't stop going back to look, every part of her body her curves and all can he seemed through her silhouette and damn was her body beautiful... she wore a two-piece from what he can tell, the top was long sleeve with and puffed out at her elbow then a puffy organza skirt, she came out and he saw the colour was Blue and Gold, it was simply breathtaking especially since it was on her, she removed her cherry red lipstick and has gloss on instead, puts her heels on and looks at Tom smiling,
"Let's go."
Tom gets up and puts his arm out for Y/N to hold on and she did, they walked out of the room as they go down the hallway of staff and dancers as they broke out in louder whispers but they didn't care, Y/N and Tom got into the Cab that was to bring them to the party and they left the dance theatre, they were going to come back after the party anyways.
....
When they arrived and entered the room Y/N was immediately greeted by her ex-judges, teachers, dance mates and everyone, it seemed like she was pretty well known in this room and people turn and see the Tom Holland with her and they ask for autographs and start asking why he's here and he just answers truthfully that he was here with Y/N as her friend... It felt a bit sour saying friend he thought.
The party was going well, a bit dancing, drinking, eating and mingling around and at one point Tom dragged Y/N to the dance floor as they dance to Lean on by Major Lazer and it was intense, at first Y/N was slightly stiff but once she got a hang of it she was pretty good and got in sync with Tom as they partied and danced another 3 or 4 songs before going to Y/N's best friend Yvonne to play never have I ever drink edition.
"Okay okay *Laughs* Never have I ever... leapt way too far off of the stage and onto a teacher."
Nobody drank and laughed at that, who on earth has done that they wondered and suddenly Y/N downed a shot and everyone roared of laughter.
"NO WAY!"
"GIRL NO, YOU DIDN'T."
"HOLY FUCK WHEN."
the comments came flooding in as they laughed their heads off and Y/N explained what happened in a very fast story and it was her turn to call the shots, she looks at Tom and smirk,
"Never have I ever... mistaken a celebrity for his Stunt double."
Everyone looked at each other and laugh... who's guilty this time and Tom embarrassed downed his drink, everyone lost it immediately and asked who it was and when he said Robert Downey Junior they started rolling on the floor, it was an insanely fun night and probably the best Tom had in a long time.
The party was ending soon with everyone just sitting around and talking or drinking so Y/N went out to get some fresh air and Tom followed, they walked around the large balcony and looked at the moon and they start talking about strange theories they have like how some humans are disguised as aliens and live among us or just some other weird stuff, suddenly Y/N tiredness kicked in her legs went weaker... dancing and not taking a rest can really turn your legs all jelly and her legs just stopped working and she fell on Tom's chest,
"So the thing is I swear I saw someone talking gibberi- woah!"
"Oh, hey! I got you."
He held her waist and her hands on his arms grabbing on for support, she looked down to her feet and saw her foot twisted slightly causing her to wince in pain,
"Ow...ow, damn these heels."
She complained and Tom laughed, finally she looked forward and made eye contact with Tom...they were just inches apart and she could feel his breath on her face, She felt her cheeks heat only slightly while Tom...was cherry red,
"Yo- you need to sit down."
He breaks the silence and Y/N agrees by nodding and mouthing a 'yeah', he helped her to the balcony ledge that was very broad so it was safe and she leaned on the statue on the ledge, Tom got down and check her foot and held it to get a closer look,
"You'll be fine, it's not that serious."
"Yeah... I've had days like these, just need some massaging and icing and I'll be good to go."
She said thinking about all the times she sprained and twisted her ankle...she has already lost count, Tom finally got up and was taller than her since she was sitting down, suddenly he laughed and Y/N looked at him confused,
"What's so funny?"
"Just the face you made like you're recalling all the time you hurt yourself and losing count of how many times it's happened."
He continues laughing and Y/N gives an angry pout and playfully smacks his arm but she almost lost balance almost falling off the ledge, luckily Tom was fast and grabbed her waist,
"Fuck, Y/N you need to be more careful."
"I jumped off a stage so you know... but still thanks."
Their eyes made contact again, Y/N looking up since sitting where she was made her short and Tom was grabbing her waist to make sure she doesn't fall off but now he can't seem to let go,
"Tom...why don't you have a girlfriend."
Y/N said in that same quiet and gentle tone that sounded like a whisper just for him...never leaving eye contact instead deepening it
"... You've asked me many questions but I've yet to ask you any...I'll answer you after you answer mine..."
Tom said in the same tone and Y/N kept quiet... But gave a look that said okay
"Why don't you have a boyfriend..."
He asked nervously hoping that didn't sound weird
"Because...no one understood that my life... isn't just for them...I love the stage...I love the pain of standing in those pointe shoes...I love ballet, but none of them understood that... None of them knew that being a performer I have divided priorities... They want me to pick but I can't... I'll never."
The silence sunk in...Tom sort of gets it, being a celebrity and trying to be just a normal person doing normal things wasn't easy... having a relationship was hard since they always want you to be around 24/7 but obviously Tom can't... cameras, premieres, they will always be around... He can never choose one over the other but for Y/N...he believed he'll give up acting to be with her,
"Now you...why don't you have a girlfriend..."
Y/N leaned in as their foreheads almost touch and so did Tom... helping close the distance,
"Cause...I haven't found the one..."
Y/N stopped moving forward and averted eye contact by looking down,
"Until now."
Tom finished and leaned closer, Y/N looked into his eyes again and she knew she shouldn't kiss him... not now not ever...she knew she didn't want to lose another relationship...she was used to it not working out but with Tom...she didn't want to lose it at all but he was too magnetic... pulling her into his charm, this moment this very moment...she fell for him knowing how she couldn't...
The distance closed between them and their lips brushed across each other before it collided...it felt like a firework started in their chest feeling a spark between them the moment touched, it was a gentle and simple kiss that was moving without a second of hesitation or awkward pauses... it was perfect, his lips fit perfectly on hers as he pulled her closer and her hand brushed across his face pulling him closer...their lips in sync as they kissed under the Moonlight...
The kiss ended and their foreheads were on each other, Y/N hands on Tom's chest feeling his heartbeat and Tom's hand on her waist whilst the other was on the back of her neck...it must have slid up from her back as he tried to pull her closer...
"We shouldn't do this..."
Y/N said quietly,
"Why not..."
Tom stepped closer didn't look at him...so many reasons why they can't be together...and not one she can say...or is capable of saying...she couldn't say a word, is she can freeze him she would want to stay in this moment forever... never has she ever felt so much for a man like Tom or felt such energy immersed from her when kissing someone...
She looks at him in the eye and stares at it like she was looking at the universe for the first time and shuts them close gently... This may be the last time she'll allow herself this close to him so she had to take in the moment.
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Rio & Buster
Rio: How gone are you? Rio: I'm wrecked Buster: I'm fine Buster: 'Course Rio: Okay π Rio: Imma go if you ain't on my level then boy Buster: Don't Buster: Talk to me Rio: Been having fun, boo? Buster: Yeah Buster: Mostly when I knocked James out Buster: π Rio: Why'd you do that then Buster: Never shuts up that boy Rio: You better watch out if that's grounds for a kicking tonight, babe Buster: It's my party I can fight who I want to Rio: π Rio: You're funny Buster: I know Buster: He knows it now as well, like Rio: Coming in hot, I guess Buster: When am I not? π Rio: π Rio: If you say so Buster: You can say it too, I know you're thinking it Rio: You sure? Buster: Yeah Rio: No doubt you been hearing it all night yeah Rio: unless you're fighting everyone Buster: I wanna hear it from you Rio: I'll ring you in a bit Rio: if you want Buster: Don't forget Buster: You're wrecked Rio: I'm not that far gone Rio: just not tryna be that bitch Buster: What? Rio: Blowing up your phone every five seconds, like Buster: I like it Rio: Good Rio: 'cos I already miss you proper bad Buster: I miss you too Buster: Dancing with all these girls who aren't you Rio: Same Rio: It isn't the same, they aren't you Buster: Exactly Buster: They're boring Buster: and don't even know what they're trying to do Rio: I'm sorry you're bored but I ain't Rio: Don't forget Rio: only I can do you like I do Buster: Don't remind me Buster: I can't stop thinking about you as is Rio: But I have to Buster: No Buster: 'Cause I know and you know I know Rio: Fine Buster: Don't sulk about it Rio: Shut up, I ain't Buster: You never say fine if you are Rio: Whaddya want me to say? Rio: I'm superduper fabulous Buster: You're an idiot Rio: Must be, babe, must be Rio: don't knock it Buster: Shut up Rio: Do you wanna talk to me or nah Rio: gonna get a complex you keep telling me to shut up Buster: I love you Buster: I want you here Rio: Okay said I'm not that gone but Rio: doubt I'm getting on a plane levels of sober, baby Buster: We need a private one Buster: Fuck's sake Rio: Both gonna need to be on our grind for a bit longer for that, babe Rio: You cute Buster: I'll call my dad put the demand in before my birthday rolls around Buster: Helicopter at least, like Rio: π Rio: knew you was just spoiling for a fair fight Buster: He wishes it was still fair Rio: Damn Rio: talking an awfully big game tonight boy Buster: Come on Buster: It ain't just talk Rio: I ain't gonna comment Rio: impartial as, obvs Buster: You can say it Buster: Not gonna forward this to him Rio: Wouldn't be the best idea you'd ever had Rio: for many reasons more serious than you doubting his πͺ Buster: I'm not asking you if it's a good idea Buster: Forget it Buster: If you're not gonna be on my side Rio: You're silly Buster: Fuck off Buster: Am not Rio: Don't Pout Rio: we're playing Buster: Whatever Rio: Not whatever Rio: what you thinking? Buster: Like I said, forget it Buster: I've done too many lines Rio: Alright Rio: earnt it after all your ππ€ Buster: I forgot shit's better here than in Dublin Buster: One thing that is Rio: π shame you can't do a run for us, like Buster: Come here more Rio: I will Rio: not as if I need to think of an excuse Rio: as long as I avoid your 'rents, it'll be easy Buster: Yeah and they're easy to avoid Rio: Works for me Rio: making awkward morning conversation with 'em the once was bad enough Rio: wasn't even banging you then so Buster: They appeared, we all raised our glasses to cheers and they disappeared again Buster: Good times Buster: You know better now though, yeah? Buster: Fuck being polite Buster: Ignore and avoid like I do Rio: You wanted 'em to stick around and hang? π Rio: I'll stick to avoiding, not their moody teen so I'm not coming at 'em with a fuck off attitude in their own home Buster: π Buster: You keep calling me moody tonight? Buster: You feeling like you're missing out on a decent fight or what? Rio: You know you is Rio: not just got that bottom lip out for the 'gram Rio: nah, all love here, like Buster: I know you wanna fight and fuck Buster: Standard Rio: So what, you reckon 1 outta 2 ain't bad? Buster: Do you reckon I can't fuck you from here Buster: I'm just a phone call away Rio: Don't be a tease again Buster: I'm only a tease if I don't do it Rio: Yeah and you can't rn Rio: I doubt the party's over already Buster: Like that matters Buster: I can do whatever I want Rio: Back on your rich boy hype, yeah? π Buster: Back? I never left it, babe Buster: Forever on this pedestal Rio: 'Course Buster: π° talks in whatever postcode, like Rio: Probably true Buster: Actually true Buster: You wouldn't be hustling so hard to make it if it didn't speak for you Rio: Yeah but what's it saying about me to the locals hm Rio: not planning to stay in the 24 forever, shocking, I know Buster: 'Course Buster: You're coming with me Rio: Where? Buster: Everywhere Rio: Yeah Rio: I love you you know Buster: I love you Rio: We're gonna do great things yeah Buster: Yeah Buster: You motivate me, babe Rio: Backatcha Rio: You actually get what I'm trying to do Rio: not just thinking there's nothing else I can do Buster: What cunts are thinking that? Rio: You know, s'what everyone lowkey thinks but doesn't say Rio: but I don't care Buster: Whoever are going around thinking that are the braindead ones Rio: I know I should finish school but it just felt like a waste of time Rio: when I could be out there learning and getting to know the right people to know Buster: You know what you're doing Buster: If they can't work it out, more fool them Rio: Plus I needed the cash for Indie so Rio: Gotta do what you gotta do sometimes Buster: Exactly Buster: Like I gotta finish school so I can get to uni Buster: Even though this school is a headfuck Rio: All about the next step, babe Rio: I couldn't stick it, from what Nance has said and what I've seen of your mates but Rio: is what it is, you're a bit touched if you really rate school, I reckon Buster: π You can't call me that much of a nerd, like Rio: Thank God Rio: taking the whole school boy fantasy vibe way too far, nah π Buster: I know where to draw the line, don't worry Rio: You do? Rio: News to me Rio: Lemme know where I fall, yeah? π Buster: On the right side Rio: Good to know Buster: π Rio: Don't go getting too π on me Buster: π tonight, yeah? Rio: Please Buster: Say it again Rio: Buster Buster: That works too Rio: Save my prettiest pleases for when you can actually hear 'em Buster: Save your voice 'cause we're gonna be on the phone so long you'll start to lose it Rio: π» Rio: Promises, promises Buster: You've got it in writing, babe Rio: Catch me sending screenshots of the shit you said drunk to sober you in the AM π Rio: what cures a hangover faster, welcome in advance, baby Buster: I said what I said and I meant what I meant Buster: You can't scare me Rio: Poetic Rio: Catch me swooning π Buster: Shhh Rio: Damn, you mean you ain't gonna recite poetry to me until dawn? Rio: Gutted Buster: I can if you want Buster: This education has equipped me with plenty of that shit Rio: I mean, I'd rather you fucked me like you said you would Rio: if it's all the same to you Buster: I can do both Buster: You'll be the one losing your voice, like, not me Rio: Bit rude you're saying I can't give as good as back Rio: π Buster: I'm just saying you're louder Rio: π³ Buster: You're so good, baby Buster: Don't doubt 'cause you're meant to be reminding me, remember Rio: Oh right Rio: Lucky I took photos earlier 'cos dread to think Buster: Yeah? Rio: Yeah Rio: well your video got me missing you again, couldn't get ready properly i was so distracted so Rio: had to do something, right? Buster: Show me Buster: I haven't stopped missing you Rio: [All the nudes] Buster: Well now you have to call me Buster: Fuck Rio: Alright Rio: give me a sec to get alone Buster: Okay Rio: [A call later] Rio: S'no joke how cold it is out there Rio: We get it, summer's over Buster: Don't be cuddling up to anyone Rio: Who am I gonna? Rio: A bouncer on my way back in Buster: I know you've got form with it, babe Rio: 'Scuse me? Buster: Keeping 'em on side one way or another Rio: Piss off Rio: I'm not a cuddle whore you are Buster: Fuck off Rio: You can't deny Rio: I been knowing Buster: π Rio: Aww, grumpy baby Rio: you know I don't want anyone who ain't you, not even for hugs Buster: Me either Buster: So don't be chatting like I do Rio: I'm not Buster: Good Rio: Don't be mad Buster: I'm sorry Buster: I'm just wrecked Rio: I know Rio: it's cool Rio: can go all out before school starts again and you've gotta be good Buster: School ain't gotta change a thing Buster: I'm still gonna be π Rio: Hmm Buster: You don't reckon? Rio: Nah, I'm sure you're gonna go outta your way to prove it Rio: coke's just good adderral, yeah π Buster: You're rolling your eyes but you're not wrong Rio: Oh boy Buster: You love me Rio: π you Buster: Lucky you Rio: Maybe baby Buster: Did I not just prove it Buster: Or do you need me to call you back Rio: My evil plan Rio: Obviously Buster: [rings her back because he's like that] Rio: You're an idiot Rio: but okay Rio: π Buster: Tell me you love me Rio: I love you so much Buster: I still miss you Buster: It's so fucked Rio: I know Rio: idk what to do Buster: We just gotta keep doing what we're doing Buster: You're worth it to me Rio: Yeah Rio: it'll be alright Rio: not like we were ever satisfied in person either Rio: can't be helped you're too damn desirable Buster: Can't be helped that we come from the biggest fucking family ever either Buster: It really will be easier here I'm not just saying it to save myself the flight time Rio: Don't worry, I know Rio: happy of the break Rio: always got 2 free days a week, and I can film at yours, even if the quality ain't as good Rio: it'll be easy Buster: Whatever you need to make the quality better just let me know Buster: Not like we're short on space to set up, like Rio: Cheers Rio: I can rock the on the go thing, had to in hotels and shit loads, keeps it real Buster: Alright Buster: But if you need it, send me links to the tech and I'll get it Rio: You're cute Rio: and good Buster: You really matter to me, you know Rio: Shh Buster: You can't make me from there Rio: I don't know, wouldn't be so sure if I was you Rio: you can make me loud from there so Buster: That's different Buster: It's easy Rio: True Rio: such a loud mouth you Rio: god loves a trier, babe Buster: What have you got to make me speechless? That's the only question Rio: Million dollar question, some might say Rio: Have to wait and see Buster: Fuck waiting Buster: Put up or shut up, babe Rio: Your manners really do leave so much to be desired Rio: good thing you're pretty π Buster: It ain't no finishing school I'm at even if some of the girls try and play like they've learned it all Rio: Seen the snaps, babe Rio: even I can see they're no ladies Buster: π Buster: Not something exclusive to the 24, sorry babe Rio: You can keep 'em Rio: keep you posted on if you can post any of your lads, like Buster: No need, I know what you like Buster: And you've got previous to go off too Rio: Don't rush me Rio: that's how James happened and I don't need to repeat that experience Buster: Don't remind me Buster: He did and look what happened there Rio: π Seriously Rio: you're threatening to punch me now okay go off Buster: Shut up no Buster: I'm just saying I don't wanna talk about him Rio: Me either Rio: we're good Buster: Are we good if you think I'm gonna give you a smack? Rio: I was joking, don't worry Buster: Not one of your best Rio: You've gotta relax, babe Buster: Yeah 'cause saying that is really relaxing, like Buster: Stop trying to wind me up Rio: Ugh, alright Buster: Are you really gonna have attitude about it now? Rio: You clearly are Rio: just trying to get on your level, babe Buster: Fuck off Buster: I haven't done anything Rio: Whatever Buster: Just 'cause you're that beautiful doesn't mean you can be that annoying Rio: π Fuck off Buster: No you Buster: Don't whatever me when you've got something to say Rio: I already said it, I'm not gonna tell you to calm down more than once, ain't that fool Buster: Fine Rio: Chat later then Buster: Don't bother Buster: If there's nothing to say there's nothing to say Rio: Jesus Rio: Dramatic, much? Buster: So what? Buster: You'd rather I just nod along to everything, like Rio: Literally, when have I ever said that? Buster: You're saying it now if you're calling me dramatic Buster: I can react how I fucking want Rio: Do then Rio: I ain't gonna nod along either Buster: Then don't Rio: Do you even know what you're reacting to rn Rio: is my point, Buster Buster: Fuck you Buster: I'm reacting to you Rio: This is stupid Rio: We aren't having the same conversation rn Buster: So go Rio: No Rio: I'm not the one that's mad Buster: Fuck's sake Buster: I'll go then Rio: Alright Rio: Bye then Buster: π Rio: Mature Buster: I ain't trying to be Rio: Good fucking job, like Buster: Yeah Rio: You know that I'm not mad at you, yeah? Buster: Alright Rio: and you know I don't know why you're mad at me so Buster: I'm not mad you just stress me out Rio: Never said I wouldn't Buster: I know Rio: Alright Buster: Fine Rio: Stop talking Buster: Rude Rio: Well I thought you were going? Rio: maybe you forgot how Buster: What's that meant to mean? Rio: That I'm helpful, not rude Rio: if you don't wanna talk to me, gotta stop typing Rio: simple Buster: I never said I don't wanna talk to you Rio: Now you're being purposefully headfucky Buster: Fuck off Buster: I am not Buster: You're the one who wanted me to leave Rio: No I never Rio: I just said I wouldn't Buster: Which means you want me to Buster: 'Cause you said this convo was bullshit Buster: We've both got better things to do, yeah? Rio: I did not Rio: I couldn't work out why you were suddenly full aggro Rio: If you like Buster: What do you want? Rio: Just go back to normal Buster: What the fuck does that mean? Rio: Babe, please Rio: just forget this convo ever happened and I will too, yeah? Buster: What like I'm such a cunt that it's gotta be erased? Buster: Fuck that Rio: Not what I said or meant Rio: I just don't reckon we're getting anywhere on this any time soon, right? Buster: On what though? What's your problem with me? Rio: You're not making any sense rn, that is literally it Rio: and I know you're wrecked so it won't matter tomorrow, okay? Buster: 'Cause you're so sober suddenly Buster: Fucking hell Rio: Am I having a go? No Rio: stop taking shit personal when it ain't Buster: Stop telling me how to behave Buster: What the fuck Rio: I give up Rio: Seriously Buster: No you don't Rio: What do you want me to say? Buster: Not that Buster: You don't get to just give up on me, like Rio: I ain't Rio: Honestly, I'm not telling you but I'm asking, please, take a breather Rio: I can call if you want Buster: How? It's mental here Rio: Just walk 'til it ain't Buster: Okay Rio: I love you Buster: I love you too Buster: I called Nance she's gonna be so mad Buster: Fix that for me Rio: Oh Christ Rio: what did you even say? Buster: She didn't answer so nothing Buster: I'm not leaving a voicemail like I'm dad Rio: Well, that's something Rio: She'll be fine, can't pretend she's never disgraced herself now Buster: She might reckon I've died Buster: Can't really send a follow up text like I'm alive Rio: I think she might call back herself if she did Rio: or at least let your 'rents know Buster: She'll be asleep though Buster: Fuck knows what time it is Rio: Don't worry, I've got you Rio: everyone's received a drunk dial, even your sister Buster: Don't tell me that Buster: I don't wanna think about cunts drunk dialing my sister Rio: Not like that Rio: probably off me, like Buster: Some of the girls were at the party Buster: The ones she hates Rio: Bit of a cheek init Rio: least Nance weren't there Buster: She should be here though Buster: School starts soon Rio: I know Rio: bit of a commute for her, babe Buster: You're an idiot Rio: Yeah Rio: You too Buster: You're so far away Buster: Everyone is Rio: Oh, babe Rio: not that far, honest Buster: Promise you're still coming here Rio: Of course I am Rio: Try and stop me Buster: I already have, like Buster: Being a prick to you Buster: Not that I was trying to stop you but Rio: Gonna say, surely you can do better than that Rio: You're just high, not holding it against you Buster: I just wanna hold you against me that's why Buster: The summer wasn't long enough Rio: Soon, baby Buster: Yeah Rio: I'm going bed, come with me? Buster: I'll have to kick everyone out first Buster: Wait for me Rio: 'Course Buster: [passage of time while he kicks the posh twats out] Buster: Are you still up? Rio: Just about Rio: π΄ Buster: You don't have to be now, baby Buster: We can sleep Rio: Good, I don't like sleeping without you Buster: I know Buster: Me either Buster: I'm gonna call and stay on the phone with you though, don't worry Rio: π
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