#after i listened to I Need Somebody for the first time i said ok lets look up these guys. who is the one tearing my heart apart w his voice

[babybluebex]

Popular, a cheerleader, first time senior and Chrissy’s best friend. But she has a secret that only her best friend knows. She’s had a crush on Eddie Munson since middle school. She’s afraid to tell him, thinking there’s no way he’d be into her. Until one day in the cafeteria, Jason Carver calls Eddie a freak. She confronts him, and punches him in the face, breaking or spraining her hand/wrist. Guess her little secret is out, and she may never be popular again.

ok i have a vivid image in my head and let's see if i can translate it hehe

You tapped the toe of your pristine white sneaker on the linoleum, waiting. Just waiting. Principal Higgins was still talking to Jason, trying to get his side of the story, and you knew that he would certainly listen to Jason over you. You had basically broken Jason's nose, the star of Hawkins High— you didn't feel as if many people would be on your side.

But then, someone appeared in the doorway. You scoffed; "Save it, Munson."

"Easy," Eddie said carefully. He looked a little disheveled, definitely your fault. After you had punched Jason, the lunchroom had basically exploded, and Eddie had hauled you away from Jason with strong arms around your waist. You could remember him saying something about "He's not worth it", but your adrenaline was still running then, and you could hardly remember the moment. "Just making sure you're okay."

You grimaced, looking down to where you were nursing your wrist against your chest. It throbbed like crazy and hurt like nothing else; it hurt worse than that time when your basket didn't catch you after a toss and you went careening towards the floor. You were sure that your wrist was sprained, maybe even worse, and you let fat tears slide down your nose. There goes your senior year cheer season.

"Aw, jeez," Eddie mumbled. "It hurts that bad? I'm sorry, I-I feel like a piece of shit—"

"It's not that," you whimpered, wiping up your tears. "I'm upset because I won't be able to cheer with my wrist like this. I can't throw any tricks, I can't even be on the bottom of the pyramid. I'll have to sit out the entire season!"

Eddie carefully sat down next to you, the leather of his own pristine white sneakers squeaking as he flexed his foot. "Even though you didn't need to," he started. "Thank you for defending me. It means a lot that someone would stand up for me, especially you."

"What does that mean?" you asked.

"Well," Eddie started. "If Jason is the king of Hawkins, and Chrissy is the queen, you're as good as the princess. And the princess of Hawkins standing up against the king to defend some stupid bard, that takes some guts."

You shrugged. "I've watched Jason and those guys tease you since we were freshman," you mumbled. "I just got sick and tired of it. Pick on somebody your own size, y'know?"

"That's noble," Eddie said. "But... I feel like you aren't being truthful with me."

"Huh?" you asked, wrinkling your nose. "How?"

"Well, you remember last year, how we had algebra together?" Eddie asked. "You were placed in the senior-level class, and I was there because I failed it the first time, and I sat behind you. Well, umm... You kinda helped me pass that class, but that's irrelevant, I guess... But I—"

"I knew it!" you exclaimed with a smile. "You cheated off of me!"

"Cheated is a strong word," Eddie said. "I looked at your paper to get an idea of what I was supposed to do. But whatever, doesn't matter, I was looking at your notes one day in class and I saw that you were doodling something, and it was me. And it was perfect, you didn't look back at me once and you had perfectly drawn me."

"So?" you asked. "You're kinda hard to forget."

Eddie looked at you pointedly through his eyelashes, and he sighed. "So, I guess it doesn't matter that I've written songs about you," he said, and your heart jumped in your chest. Had he? What sorta songs? "That I think about you all the time? That, when I was pulling you away from Jason, I almost kissed you?"

You didn't want to hide it anymore. You knew that Chrissy would think you were crazy for liking Eddie— she had told you so, back in freshman year. During a sleepover, she had gotten you to admit your crush on the then-junior Eddie, and she had laughed and said, "Him? He's so weird!" But it didn't matter to you anymore. You liked Eddie, and, after the scene in the lunchroom, you didn't care who knew.

"What kind of songs?" you asked, edging closer to Eddie on the wooden bench.

"Sappy shit," Eddie said. "Not like Motley Crue 'sex and girls' stuff, but good love songs. You ever heard Babe by Styx?" You shook your head, and Eddie tilted his head. "I have the cassette at home, I can bring it to you tomorrow."

"Can you sing it to me?" you asked.

"Now?" Eddie gasped. "Jesus, sweetheart, you're gonna kill me, there are people around!"

"I'm sure you're not that bad of a singer," you rolled your eyes.

Eddie looked around at the small room. There was nobody else there, just a waiting room for Principal Higgins's office, but people were bustling in the hallway outside the room. "I'm not great," Eddie mumbled, reaching over and twisting his fingers nervously in your skirt. "Maybe can I... Um, bring you to my place after school? I can show you the song, and-and play you some that I've written."

"I'd like that," you grinned, and, as the door to the office opened, you leaned over and kissed Eddie's cheek. He immediately went beet red, and his hand drifted up to lovingly touch where your lips had been as he watched you stand and enter the office. "See ya then, Eddie!"

#bex answers #anon ask #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson

[biggestsimp12]

Why don't you love me like i love you?

With following characters: Wanderer, Tighnari, Diluc, Albedo, Ayato.

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Diluc

A simple question with hard answer. Your gaze glued on his features waiting for an answer.

He never expected from all people, you to come and ask that question.

You were just a maid who some what made her way into his strong barricaded heart.

He denied the strong feeling in his chest that made its appearance whenever he seen your smiling face, your gorgeous E/C eyes or any of your features really.

He just stood there frozen in place while staring at you.

Never mind... Sorry for wasting your time Master Diluc. Forget i even asked such dumb question... You mumbled to yourself the last part as you made your way to the exit.

A strong arm gripped on your hand, stopping you from your tracks.

Wait... I should be the one apologizing Y/N. You are an amaizing person i could never asked for. I do love you as much as you. It would be my honour if you gave me the chance to prove that to you... So please. Would you mind joining me tonight for dinner?

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Albedo

Confused. He never knew you have felt like that for him. He let out a small "hm", giving you a quick glance after going back at his experiment. He didn't mean to hurt you really. Poor boy just wasn't familiar with the therm love before. After you left, clear sadness all over your face for not receiving an actual answer, he went straight to Sucrose.

He told her every thing that happend as Sucrose now received the answer to why you left so early. The poor girl had to explain him all this human emotions and stuff like, no you can not experiment on these emotions to make some one stop having them and no, you can't somebody just love you in seconds. (#giveSucroseAbreak)

The next day when you showed up he went straight to you with a box in his hand.

Uhh.. This is for you. I apologize for not understanding how you felt earlier that day. I'm not used to these new "feelings" as Sucrose likes to put it.

Maybe you can show how this love experiment- i- sorry.. I mean experience is like?

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Ayato

"What do you mean?"

I mean I always show you affection and love when your in need, I always have time for you when you need. Or at least i make myself some time for you. But you never do the same... So why?

Ayato was stuck. He indeed did not have time for you anymore lately. He came home tired with every last drop of energy dried up wanting to cuddle you to sleep. But he never thought he will hear those words come out of your mouth. He didn't want to break up with you either. That was an option he'll never consider. He raised your chin up to his tired gaze. He scooped you closer as he whispered in your ear.

Oh dear. I never wanted to make you feel unloved. I promise i'll make it up to you right now. So come cuddle?

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Tighnari

Scoffs. Who told you he didn't love you in the first place? Isn't that why you two were together?

He looked at you anamused as he spoke.

Y/N if this one of your silly questions again, I don't have time.

He studied your face as you were and looked in fact, pretty serious.

I'm genuinely asking, 'Nari.

You said in a more insecure tone.

He took your hand and sighed.

Listen up, You're the most amaizing person in my life, ok? You better know it you big Lummox.

Tighnari said as he tickled your cheek with his ear.

Oh, how he loved your giggles.

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Wanderer

Another one that scoffs. You think he will love a mortal like you? He is a god after all who doesn't let anyone so easily in his heart.

It is all a façade. You both know it is.

You really love him? Who would want to even look at him after all he has done? He knows that nobody remembers what he's done but still. You are willing to give him your slightest bit of attention. Do you really think he is worth of it?

He'll tell you the truth in his own mean way lmao.

Alright, alright. You aren't that insufferable. H-hey! Why are you smiling like that!?

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~The end~

Have a nice day/night

#genshin x reader #genshin impact #fluff #diluc #tighnari #albedo #wanderer #ayato #ayato x reader #diluc x reader #tighnari x reader #albedo x reader #wanderer x reader

[gingiesworld]

https://www.tumblr.com/gingiesworld/725743151113994240/a-sense-of-betrayel?source=share

hey can you part two y/n a change person, he together with new partner who been through his up and down? he and wanda maybe came across eachother at restaurant after years not meeting eachother and have conversations when wanda ask why he finally stop doing drug y/n reply with “because somebody trust me and understand it's not easy for leaving it behind” (there's some regret in wanda mind but she can't do anything now)

Sense Of Betrayal

Part Two

Wanda Maximoff x Male Reader

Warnings: Angst

18+ MINORS DNI

After Wanda had left, Nat had made sure that Y/N went to rehab. Over the course of six months he hadn't had any contact with anyone. Other than the people in therapy. Although today is the first time he can have a visitor.

"Wanda, he needs you." Nat tried to reason with her as she shook her head no.

"I can't Nat. He broke my trust by breaking a promise." Wanda told her. "He did this to us. Not me."

"What did you tell the boys?" Natasha questioned coldly as Wanda sighed.

"He had been moved across stateline for his latest project." Wanda told her.

"So you lied to them." Nat scoffed.

"I am not going to tell the twins their father is a junkie!" Wanda yelled as Vision brought the boys inside.

"Figures." Nat nodded as she looked between both Vision and Wanda.

"No." Wanda chased after her. "Vision and I are just friends Nat, that's all we will ever be."

"Well, it's not me you have to tell that to because it seems he is getting pretty comfortable with playing daddy to Y/N's kids." Nat told her before she got in her car and drove off. Wanda sighed as she glanced at her left ring finger, still were she wore her rings. Y/N's rings.

Y/N sighed as he watched the door, hoping to see Wanda or the boys. His heart breaking as an hour passed and no one came. Only to smile sadly when he saw Natasha.

"Hey." He smiled as she greeted him. "I tried to get Wanda or the boys but."

"She doesn't want to see me." He confirmed as Nat gave him a nod.

"I'm sorry Y/N." She whispered as he nodded.

"I signed the papers for her." He told her. "She's free from me so she can live her life."

"Y/N." Nat tried as Y/N shook his head no.

"Honestly it is fine. I am ok with it." He sighed. "I just miss Billy and Tommy so much."

"They're doing great." Nat told him. "Tommy has let his hair grow like yours." Y/N smiled as she told him about the twins and Yelena. Telling him how she is doing with college.

As the rest of the year went on, he was released from rehab and moved in with Nat. Visiting the boys whenever Pietro had them.

"You should just turn up Y/N." Pietro told him. "It was your home as much as it was hers. Besides, I don't like how Vision is sniffing around her."

"I can't just do that P." He told him. "I broke a promise. One that promised to never break."

"Bucky told me what happened before you relapsed." Pietro confessed. "He explained everything and I understand everything. Did you ever tell Wanda?"

"No." He shook his head as he watched the twins the park. "I tried to tell her but she wouldn't listen. Vision somehow needed her in some way."

"You should fight for her." Pietro told him.

"No. She doesn't want me." Y/N told him. "She made that abundantly clear when she wanted the divorce." With that Y/N bid his goodbye to the twins and Pietro. Walking through the park to his new home. He told Nat about what Pietro had said and Nat agreed with him.

"You still love her." Nat stated as Y/N took a deep breath.

"I will always love her Nat but she will never love me the same. Not anymore." He told her as he got himself ready for his job. He was allowed a sebatical as he was ill of health as HR had put it. Not wanting it to get around that Oscorp hire addicts, but Y/N was too valuable to lose.

After a few weeks of thinking and working, with sneaking visits with the twins. He decided to finally head to the house he used to call home. Trudging up the porch steps, knowing that the spare key is stored under the ugly knome beside the door but instead knocked. Not feeling right in letting himself in.

"Y/N?" Wanda questioned as he gave a smile. "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you and the boys." He told her with his best smile. "I have been clean for over a year."

"I know you have been seeing the boys." She stated as Y/N's eyes widened. "Pietro and the twins are shitty liars, I guess they get that from me."

"I'm sorry." He told her as he stood nervously on the porch. "I uh." He soon shook his head. "Never mind. This is a stupid idea." He went to turn around as Wanda held his wrist.

"Do you want some tea? I still have your favourite kind." She told him.

"Biscuit tea?" He questioned as she nodded.

"The twins love it." She told him as he closed the door behind him. The house looked the same as it did before he left. Maybe the photos of just himself and Wanda were took down but the family ones remained.

"Pietro told me that Vision still helps you with the boys." He stated calmly as Wanda scoffed.

"Is that why you've came here?" She spat as she turned to face him.

"No." He told her. "I just want to know one thing."

"What?" Wanda asked him.

"Do you like Vision the way he likes you?" He asked her. "It's a valid question."

"Why do you want to know?" Wanda questioned.

"Because I want to know if this." He pointed between the two of them. "Is worth fighting for because I never stopped Wanda. I never stopped loving you. I was stupid to even think I could have the drugs and you, I just didn't fathom losing you."

"Just stop." Wanda sighed as she shook her head. "I don't see Vis the way you're implying but there is nothing between us to fight for."

"Wanda." He tried as she shook her head.

"I still love you Y/N but I can't trust you. Not anymore." She told him.

"I am back at my job Wanda. I am living with Nat." He told her. "I am getting my life back on track and I wanted to get us back on track."

"There is no us." Wanda sighed. "There will never be an us again." Y/N felt his heart shatter in his chest, hearing those words made the divorce all the more real and he hated it.

"Ok." He nodded as he moved away, not touching his cup of tea. "I'll come back and arrange childcare for the twins."

"Y/N." She tried as he shook his head.

"You can't take the only good thing I have left in my life. You can't take my boys away from me." He whispered as his eyes glossed over. "I won't survive if you did that."

"Ok." Wanda finally answered him. "We can sort something out."

"Ok." He nodded before he turned away. "Have a nice life Wanda." He told her, hearing those last words felt like a knife to Wanda. She hated them but she knew they would never be again. Not in this universe.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff #marvel #elizabeth olsen #wanda x you #elizabeth olsen x reader #wanda x y/n #wanda x reader #wanda maximoff x you #natasha romanoff

[davinaclaire16]

Wings of Dusk pt. 10

AzrielxReader + HelionxReader

Warnings: abuse. War

I just wanted to thank everyone who's been patient with me. I've had two emergency surgeries and a death in my family so it's taken me second. I appreciate everyone support so much!!

“Cassain! Where is he Rhysand?” You had burst into the camps healing tent. It had been a month since the fight between you and Azriel. A month since you’d been Mated to Helion. Unfortunately for the two of you the wall had fallen the next day and since then there had been battle after battle. You didn’t have time to talk about it or let any one know and right now as you were standing soaked in blood waiting to see if Cassain was ok it was the furthest thing from your mind.

“He’s going to be ok Y/n’ it was then that Rhysand had actually looked at you. Soaked in blood your white leathers had turned crimson red a long time ago. There were bags under your eyes and dried blood in your hair. He didn’t know where the blood stopped and you begun. He knew that you were exhausted. You all were but he had watched you slash your way through half of Hyberns army. Knew that you were pulling more that your fair share of the force on the ground while him and his brothers took to the sky. He had watched you time and time again from the sky jump in front of your men ready to die for every single one of them but here you stood unharmed.

“Y/n you need to rest please” he hoped that you would listen because having you and Feyre out there fighting was too much. He couldn’t afford to loose anyone in his family but he had lost You and Feyre once and couldn’t… wouldn’t do it again. With Feyre he could always feel the bond know in a second if something was wrong. He couldn’t do the same for you at all. He could get Feyre to rest. Could plead with her to fall back and Feyre would always understand respect his worry. With you he couldn’t tell or ask you to do anything. If he told you to pull back you pushed forward. If he said take a break you’d work twice as hard. He didn’t know how to protect you because you wouldn’t let him or anyone.

“I’m fine Rhysand” hearing this Rhys got visibly agitated. His weight shifted from foot to foot. It took real effort on his part not to roll his eyes into the back of his head.

“You are not fine. None of us are fine but you haven’t taken more then 15 mins since the first battle. You need to take a break. I mean seriously y/n when was the last time you slept.?”

Your brother was right you were not fine but to be honest you didn’t know how to be. There was something about war…you couldn’t just sit and do nothing. Couldn’t sleep when you could be training or coming up with battle strategies. You couldn’t do nothing when your family…your men were risking their lives and could be dead any second. This was where everything you’d ever been taught came into play. Where years of insisted perfection paid off. Because anything less then perfection out on that battle field could cost you and somebody else there life. You were prepared to die every time you stepped out of your tent. Ready to give your life for anyone of your soldiers on that field.

“I know your worried about me brother. The same as I’m worried about you. But just as you can’t promise me you will live, I can’t promise you either. However I can keep the promise we made as children.” With that you had told Rhys to update you about Cassain, gave him a hug and exited the tent. You remembered back to that promise Rhys and you had made centuries ago. You remembered that night like it was a week ago.

“Father I think maybe it would be wiser not to involve Rhysand in this war.” You pleaded for your brothers safety to your father. You knew that you were walking a very dangerous line but you had to try. Hell your mother had even requested you to “talk some sense into your father” which of course she didn’t need to do she had asked while you were already on the way to his office. Whenever your family needed something from your father it was always you they would send. Like they knew you were the only one who could be in his presence that he wouldn’t immediately beat. This night was a strangely quiet night at your home.

“Absolutely not Y/n. He is my son he will fight. No matter how insistent you and your mother are.” your father was sitting at his desk he didn't offer you anymore than a glance. You could feel your nerves this kind of defiance was unlike you. Typically your defiance was classier. It could almost go undetected like a faint thread of manipulation hidden under a smile and a logical response. You were calculated in everything that you did...but not that night. That night you had only one rhys life on your mind.

“Of course father, my apologies I just thought that since he’s your next successor then-“ the room was tense, you kept your wings so tightly pressed against your back the pain had started to creep its way up your shoulders.

“Enough Y/N! Your brother will fight and if he can’t survive then it’s due to his own incompetence and failure!” Your fathers word stung. You didn’t know how he could care so much for you and not at all for your brother and sister. It was clear your father didn’t care if Rhys was ready to fight. Or even if he was given a better chance of survival. You could see on your fathers desk that he planned to place Rhysand right on the front lines. It was almost as if your father was trying to get your brother killed.

“At least keep him in the sky with Azriel and Cassian! They fight better together.” the second the words left your mouth you knew it would send him into a rage.

“Y/N you forget your place!” Your fathers voice boomed, He stood from his desk so fast you flinched on instinct. His voice so loud you were sure that it carried down the hall where your family was residing. But you had to continue, it wasn't an option not to make him change his mind. Otherwise your brother would pay the price.

“I’ll fight on the front lines in his place! Just please father.” You spit the words out as fast as you could before your father could throw you out.

“You can’t keep protecting that boy Y/n. One day that protection will cost you your life.”

That day you had left your fathers office with a black eye, a busted lip and a guaranteed death sentence on the front lines. You knew that he would retaliate by your lack of obedience but you couldn’t afford not to fight him. Not when the cost was your brother. For as long as you could remember you always protected your mother, sister, and brother. Had taken lashes, foul words, and their punishment so that they could have some sense of peace. Kept the true price for their safety as secret as you could. Glamoured the marks. Put on the mask of confidence and indifference.

Later that day your brother had come running into your room

“Y/N! I just talked to father and got my assignment and placement in the war effort. Get this he’s keeping me in the sky.. same fleet as Azriel and Cassian! I can’t believe it. Whats your assignment? Did he give you your own fleet to command or are somewhere higher. Maybe commander?” Rhys had ran in so quickly that you almost didn’t have time to glamour your face. But the second you saw the joy on his face all the pain washed away. like it did every single time. How many times had you hid the bruises and scars upon your body for your siblings... you couldn't keep track anymore but every time you saw their faces the pain or thought of telling them disappeared

“Umm I am on the front lines” You mustered every bit of confidence you had to try and calm Rhysands worry. You could tell if wasnt nearly enough as you watched your brother begin to panic and break down.

“What?!? No! Why would he do such a thing. I thought for certain he’d give you something. Of more importance! This is absurd. I’ll go talk to him! HE CANT… He JUST CANT-

“HE CAN. And He did. And YOU! Will not breathe one word of this to him. Do you understand?” You waited for Rhys to reply needed him to tell you he wouldn’t provoke your father further. But Rhys only stood there staring at you. So you walked over to him and grabbed him by the shoulders

“Do you understand Rhysand?” you meant it as a question but it came out more as a demand.

“yes I understand” he answered meekly you sighed a thank you to the Mother.

“Thank you.... And Rhys don’t argue with father. Do as he says and listen to his every command. Especially on that battle field.” Rhys only laughed and rolled his eye at your comment.

“Pfft come on Y/n, I know, I know.” Your brother laughed like you weren’t being serious. Like it was something you warned him of everyday. Which he wasn’t wrong but your father wouldn’t be as “forgiving” with Rhys now. He would actually expect Rhysand to perform otherwise it was his reputation that was put at risk.

“I’m serious Rhysand. Do not provoke him. Do not give him any reason to reprimand you. You need to be training everyday and not just till you’re tired like you do now. You need to practice until you’re perfect. He will expect you to be the epitome of perfection and wrath on the battle field.”

“Please I’m not you y/n he couldn’t give two shits about how I perform. I’ve worked my ass off trying to prove I could be worth his Time but no matter how “perfect” I perform, it all about you.” Rhysands words came with a bite. Underlined with jealousy. You wished your father cared for Rhys and your sister....more than anything. But if your ability to protect them meant they had to stay out of his eyesight you would fill this roll everytime.

“I won’t be around forever to protect you from him Rhys. This time he put me in the grunt position and you in the high seat. He’s not expecting me not to embarrass him. I’m expected to be dead before that fight begins. You will be the one who will have to be perfect for him because any weakness in you will make him look bad. You’re his trophy now not me. You will have to protect our sister and mother from him once I’m gone. DO NOT PROVOKE HIM ANYMORE. No more running out with Cassian and Az acting like children. He will take notice and I won’t be there to distract him.” You had never been so serious with Rhys before. Had never spoken to him with such aggression and demand for him to understand. But you needed him to understand because you could not protect him once you were gone. You had shielded him from this for a long as you could.

Rhys didn’t know what to do. He was shocked and scared. Like for the first time he got a glimpse of the pressure and weight that laid on your shoulders. Never thought about how much exactly you shielded him and your sister from. He knew that many times you were the difference between being beat and being sent to his room but had you given more for his protection then he thought? All of these things ran through his mind but what he couldn’t get over was how easily you had admitted you were going to die. How that was the last thing on your mind. But it was the biggest on his mind

“Do you really believe your going to die” Rhys tried to say without shedding a tear but it was clear that he was about to become a mess.

“Oh Rhys I- I will always be honest with you when you ask me something you know that….the truth is that it’s very likely almost impossible not to on the front line.”

“You can’t die out there y/n. Promise me you won’t die out there.” Rhysands voice cracked and tears streamed down his face.

“Rhys I can’t promise you that.” You couldn’t promise him you’d survive so you did the only thing you could do. you held him and for a while the two of you didn’t say anything. Accepting that the each of you could die very soon.

“I can’t promise you I’ll live. But I do promise that I will die fighting to stay alive for you. Can you promise me the same?

“I can. I promise y/n.” And just like that a tattoo formed on your body right behind your ear with a matching tattoo behind Rhys ear.

To this day it was the only tattoo on your body. You didn’t believe in promises did everything you could to avoid them actually but it was a promise that kept you and Rhys connected. A promise that reminded you of how your relationship with your brother used to be. How he used to look up to you and trusted you…. Now you were last person he’d trust to do his laundry. Just another hurdle in his life as High Lord.

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“Again! I want it perfect this time!” It had been 3 weeks since Cassian was injured and thank the Mother he was back on his feet. Rhysand had asked you to lead a fleet of rejected Illyrians. Illyrians who had failed miserably every step of their training.

“Y/n please if anyone could make them capable fighters in this short amount of time. It’s you. I’d ask Cassian but he’s healing right now.”

“Rhysand I’m already leading a fleet of day soldiers. Also their Illyrians and I don’t know if you’ve noticed I’m a female…they won’t listen to me.”

“Then make them.”

And that is how you had ended up here. With Day soldiers and Illyrians at each others throats. The Illyrians had actually improved impressively since the first week. You were quick to put them in their place and after three weeks of hard non stop training some of them had even come to respect you. Others were still learning that it was possible a female could run laps around them. On the other hand the Day soldiers were continued to give you an impressive amount of respect and obedience they were more skilled then most of the Illyrians but that was only because they had been training with you longer. But the respect and courteousness of Day combined with the Arrogance and disrespect of the Illyrians didn’t mix well. It led to unnecessary tension you would have to fix. At any moment another battle could arise and they would have to fight with each without trying to kill the other. You had been stuck in your own thoughts when you spotted Helion outside your tent.

“Kemal and Theo grab a weapon and step into the ring Everyone else work on your blocks and dodges.” Kemal had been the Illyrian who had improved the most while Theo was your best soldier from Day. You were truly curious to see who would best who. But you had business to attend to first.

“When I get back everything better be in order or we aren’t breaking for dinner till breakfast” you said as you walked into your tent with Helion following.

“Helion… what do I owe the pleasure?”

“What I can’t come see my mate without a reason” Helion teased while placing a kiss on my temple. You simply laughed.

“I suppose you don’t. However my mate typically does have a reason.” You and Helion had decided not to accept the bond until after the war and to keep the bond a secret until after as well. But you two would undoubtedly accept it the second the war was over. The two of you had found solice and joy in each other in such an awful time. With flirty remarks and touches you kept each other fae while the world threatened to make monsters out of you.

“Ok fine you got me I’m checking in to see how your troops progress is going.”

Helion had taken a seat on your cot and you had found your self standing between his legs running your hands through his hair.

“They are progressing well. I’m no longer worried about the Illyrians fighting they improved however now I worry about the tension between the two groups.” You whispered and could feel Helion relax under your touch

“I don’t understand why your brother gave you them in the first place. You have far exceeded enough favors for him. He cant just keep expecting you to jump to his every whim. What will he do when you become my High Lady? Continue to treat you like your less than-“

“High lady?” You didn’t know why his words had shocked you so much it hadn’t even occurred to you that you’d become a High Lords mate. It wasn’t that you hadn’t expected Helion to treat you as an equal it was more that you had given up those foolish dreams long ago.

“Oh Y/n sorry I didn’t mean to assume you’d court me after I just had thought we were on the same page.”

“No-no Hel that’s not what I meant we are on the same page. I just I don’t know. Hadn’t thought about what my title would be.”

“Did you expect to be anything less? You are my mate. My equal and your brother started something of importance I intend to uphold.”

“Oh Hel I lo-“

“Y/N! I need you now!” Rhysand had come running into the room so fast I had withdrawn my weapon from the sheer shock of it. Helion had instinctively stepped in front of you

“Rhysand you cannot just storm into my tent and demand I go with you.”

“It’s Azriel” that’s all he had to say and you were as serious as could be and running out of your tent without thought. Leaving Helion and rushing to Az.

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“Y/N thank the mother your here….it’s his wings y/n we need your help.” Cassian looked like more of an emotional reck then Rhys. You could feel the pit of worry growing to a disastrous size. You had no idea what to expect.

“Ahhhhhh, STOP, AHHHHH” you could hear Azriels screams from outside the door. You felt like you were going to be sick like everything in you depended on him surviving.

“Y/N! You need to get in there.” Both Cassian and Rhys stated. They looked like the two little boys you remember making food for. For a split second they mirrored their younger selves coming and pleading to you to make all their problems disappear. But as much as you wanted to make their sorrow go away your feet wouldn't budge. You had no control over your body.

“What?!? I can’t go in there. No I….I can’t.” You couldn’t go in there and see the shape he was in, you would break down the second you saw him.

“Y/N you have to. You’ve studied wings and repairs and clipping reversals for centuries. You studied under Madja. Y/N I’ve seen you save hundreds of wings and Madja needs your help and another person skilled enough to heal his wings so he can still fly after.” Everything they said made sense. It was all logical and you knew that. But it didn’t change that your feet were glued where they were. You indeed had studied under Madja. After you lost your wings you were obsessed with finding a way to reattach them it drove you mad. Once you realized it was just an impossible obsession. Your motivation for the knowledge changed to finding a way to heal or reverse clippings for all those poor girls. Even Illyrian soldiers who’d been injured in the war. You had secretly set up a safe haven for girls who needed immediate help in the mountains. You couldn’t always save the wings but if you couldn’t you could at least ease the pain they’d feel for the rest of their lives.

You were by no means a better healer than Madja you wouldn’t even say you were a healer. You were just skilled in this one area of study because maybe if there was someone who knew all that you knew your back wouldn’t ache everyday. Madja was the best, a great healer and she had taught you well you had just “specialized” and been able to do more with wings.

“Y/N Madja is asking for you” you heard Rhysand say. You wished, wished that you could pull yourself together right now but everything was foggy and blurring together all you could hear was Azriels cries and with each of them you felt more faint. Everyone was frantic, crying, screaming at you. But you couldn’t pull your self out of this state until

“y/n…I know that you love him. I know he is a very dear friend to you and I know that this cannot be easy. I know that your fear and worry for him is over taking you and that is understandable. But right now he needs you to help him.” Feyre spoke to you softly and with love. You could see her compassion and even her own fear in her eyes. Those eyes got your attention enough to realize the severity of the situation and that time was running out.

“Yes I’m. Im sorry. Thank you” you said as you entered the room that Azriel was in. He was laying on his stomach. Head tossing with his arms hanging of the bed. The first thing you saw was blood. There was so much blood. His wings had cuts , breaks, and tares all over them. It was awful, heartbreaking to see his once strong wings torn and tattered. The next thing you noticed was how much pains he was in. His cries and jerking. How every time he jerked or moved the more blood there was.

“Mother thank you, Y/N I need some help stabilizing him. He won’t calm down and if he doesn’t calm down soon he will have lost to much blood.”

Immediately you started to help Madja try and stop the bleeding. You grabbed a cloth and began to apply pressure to his left wing. You weren’t prepared for the screams and cries that came from him.

“I’m sorry….I’m sorry.” You had whispered under your breath over and over again.

“Y/n! I need you to calm him down” Madja instructed.

I can’t I’ll get Rhys or Cassian they can talk to him and Rhys can help ease his pain.

“No they’ve gone to get more elixirs form my office”

You tried to ask him to calm down but nothing. So finally you went to the head of the bed and crouched down so that the two of you were face to face.

“Az I need you stay still for me.” His face was scrunched up and tears were streaming down his face. You didn’t know what else to do so you went with your gut. You brought one of your hands and cupped his cheek while the other grabbed his hand and held it.

“It’s going to be ok Azriel. I’m here I’m going to help you. But I need you to calm down for me. I will not stop until I know that you’ll fly again. But I need you to calm down because every time you jerk or thrash you loose more blood.”

“Y/n i…I’m sorr-“

“None of that. None of that matters right now. Right now I need you to know that I have you. And that I’m sorry for what I have to do. Hold onto this bar ok this is going to hurt.” He squeezed your hand and met you eyes once more. It was a glace that told each of you everything you needed to know.

After he had calmed down you, you tied your hair back and instructed Madja.

“Madja we need to reset the bones now if he stands a chance to ever use them again.”

“That will be far to painful without anymore elixir.” Madja responded with a pained look on her face almost like she was praying that Rhys and Cassian would walk through those doors right now.

“I know that. But we have already lost vital time. And too much blood. It we don’t reset them now then that’s it.” You didnt want to be the fae doing this. prayed to the mother that someone could take your place or that he hadnt been hurt in the first place. Something in you called out to him willing him to hold on. Ensuring him you would do everything you could.

“How much time do we have to wait” was her only reply. As you looked at his body laying on the table you knew he didnt have long but you werent sure if you could bring yourself to break his bone with no way of easing his pain.

“We can only wait 5 more minutes but that mean we don’t have a second to make a mistake we will have to be perfect”

“You’re the expert on this Y/n I’ll follow your instruction” you spared one more glance at Azriel and made a decision within yourself.

“5 minutes” and those were the longest 5 minutes of your lifetime. You and Madja spent it packing his open wounds and staring at the door. By the end of the five minutes you were curing the mother that the only thing your power was capable of was destructive. It consumed and snuffed out unlike feyres or rhysands. They could silence pain, help heal and all you could do was expediate death.

“Thats 5 minutes” you stated with zero joy there was no sign of Rhys or Cass and you would of cursed them but just as you were about to break the first bone Cass and Rhys come running into the room with at least Madja whole stock of Elixirs.

“Give it to him now!” You said and broke the first bone and the scream that fell from Azriels mouth broke your heart. But you knew you had no choice but to keep going and with each break another agonizing scream.

“Rhysand! Put him to sleep!” You yelled at Rhysand while breaking and resetting 2 more bones.

“What I thought Madja said-“

“PUT HIM TO SLEEP RHYSAND” it’s wasn’t instruction or a question it was a command and Rhys didn’t dare finish that sentence and quickly put Azriel to sleep.

“Out” was all you said and Madja shoved them out.”

Madja turned and for just a second watched as a tear rolled down your face. How you moved swiftly and precisely. Not making a single mistake completely focused on repairing his wings. You worked and worked until there was no more work to do.

14 long grueling hours of, resetting, packing, bandaging, and more work but after 14 hours you would of gone 32 hours to know for certain he’d fly again. It wasn't until you were done and collapsed that Cassian had come to retrieve you. You were nothing more than a statue exhausted, silent, and covered in Azriels blood. Cassian had brought you to the shower and helped clean the blood off of you. He didn't expect any words to be exchanged he knew that you had shut out any emotion while you were working on him so everything came up once you were done.

Cassain had seen you like this once before when your family had been murdered. Found you curled up outside of your fathers office staring off into a void. Tried to get you to speak but nothing. He stayed with you all night that night just sitting there with you. You had even completly shocked him that moring when rhysand came down the hall and you shot up, pulled yourself together and were the image of perfection. Went right to taking care of Rhys like there was nothing wrong with you to begin with. If Cas hadnt sat with you all night he would of thought their death had no affect on you. It was that morning Cas realized just how much you loved rhys. How much of yourself you hid away to care for him. How much you had given to become the strong, capable and invincible older sister that all of them had known their whole life. Azriel and Cas had found a way to see through the mask throughout the centuries. It took a long time and it was still difficult to see through they had seen all the signs through out years and years of friendship that showed you were just a female with the weight of prythian on her shoulders. Cas didnt think Rhys was ever able to see through the mask. He still treated you like you were unbreakable. You were and always have been his very capable rock of an older sister.

So now Cas knew what was going to happen. Knew that come morning you would go right back to working like Azriel almost dying had never happened. Like having to hear his screams and be the one to keep pulling him back from death was just another tuesday. But for tonight he'd help wash off the blood and force you to stop scrubbing under your nails when there is no more traces of blood so you didnt rub your hands raw. Hold you while you screamed and beat his chest while tears streamed down your face, insisting you were fine. He would hold you all night while you sobbed and found irrational ways to blame yourself. That is exactly what Cas did and the next morning when Rhys came to check in with you he watched as you smiled at your brother and asked him "why wouldn't I be ok brother? He's fine."

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Azriel had slept for 5 days. Slowly coming in and out. Any second you had that wasn’t spent teaching was spent next to Azriel, watching his vitals, tending to his wounds , and ensuring the wing bracing hadn’t slipped or moved. Yet the second he awoke you stayed away. You didn’t know what it was that kept you away after he had awoken.

The fear that he didn’t want to see you? That you weren’t ready to forgive him? You didn’t know. Maybe it was that you’d never kept secrets from him and now you were mated and you didn’t know why that made a difference but it did. Was it that you couldn’t trust yourself around him? Or maybe it was simply that Helion had confronted you while he was asleep about the way you felt.

“Y/n I’m not trying to sound jealous or pushing over my line I just want to ensure that you feel nothing for him in that way anymore.”

“Helion you’re joking right? He’s unconscious. I’m simply helping a friend.”

“Y/n this is the first time I’ve talk to you in a week. You have avoided, pushed me off, and ran from me. While your every second is spent here in this tent with him. Rhysand and Madja have assured me and you that he will wake. That he’s fine…..if this is just you worrying for a friend then I entirely understand. However you can’t blame me for being worried. I found out you were my mate the same night you tried to start a relationship with him. I just want to check in with you about where you stand with this bond…..that we want the same thing.

“Helion I- I don’t know what I want the war is all I can think about and then Azriel got hurt. I was concerned for my friend.”

“Ok y/n I understand…. I think it’s best that we pull back a little then. Maybe completely until after the war that just so you have time to think about what you want.”

“Hel that’s not what I meant-“

“Y/n my sweet I am not mad at you. Nothing I have said was against you. You have every right to love whoever and want whatever it is that makes you happy. I’ve just. I’ve loved before and I’ve been stripped of that love. That was one of the hardest things I have been through and I don’t know if I could survive the rejection from my mate if I let myself continue to fall in love with you. Don’t get me wrong I’m already so far deep but I could pull myself out and keep some of my heart. But if don’t pull myself back and I continue to let myself have everything that I want and you were to change your mind it would break me. My heart is yours to have if you want it. All I’m asking is that your sure it’s my heart that you want before we continue.” With that Helion had kissed your forehead and left you outside of the medic tent.

If you had been paying attention you may of caught the pair of eyes from inside that were locked on you and Helion. Maybe of even seen the way Azriel had tried to push him self up to hear the whispered fight the two of you were having.

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“Y/N” he’s been asking for you.

“I’m not going I have far to much work to do and not enough time.” Rhysand only sighed at you. This is the 5th person who had come to your tent and pleaded with you to see Azriel. First it was Cassain going on and on about how if it weren’t for that one fight you’d be right by his side and instead of him trying to get you to see him, he’d be trying to get you to leave.

When you had told Cassian to fuck off then they sent Mor who described in vivid detail how every time someone walks into the medic tent Azriel is practically breaking his neck to see if it was you. That he is just wrecked with guilt over everything he said. When you had told her you didn’t care she just walked out in disbelief.

Then they had decided to send Feyre…thought maybe because she stopped you from panicking maybe she could convince you to go see him. “Y/n please I know he hurt you. But doesn’t that pale in comparison after almost losing him? I saw you that day you care for him and up until he woke up you were there. Why is it different now that he’s awake?” You had only told Feyre that your decision had been made.

Before they had sent Amren you thought they had given up. Turns out they were just deliberating on who to send. “Girl you need to get your shit together and see the boy.” “No I don’t.” “You need to come see him if I have to watch him mope around like a kicked dog one more day I’m going to kill somebody.” Amren had just stormed out. She gave you the impression that if she had stayed a little longer she would have shared something with you she wasn’t supposed to.

Eventually you found yourself here arguing with your dear brother.

“Y/n you cannot be serious about this. You can’t avoid him forever” Rhysand only pleaded with you.

“I am, I can, and he made it very clear he wanted me to stay away that Is what I’m doing.” You were tired of this. You knew they had watched him say those things to you. Knew what it meant to you. How could they still be insistent you needed to get over it.

“Y/N he didn’t mean-

“I don’t care. I’m not going. I took beatings, I went with Amarantha, I have stayed in your court. Took in your Illyrian troops, saved his wings, and jeopardized a relationship I really cared about by the way, I have sense agreed to seduce Eris about Beron joining this war. What more do you want from me brother? You were broken, could feel all the tape and glue coming apart. Helion had decided to give you space. You couldn’t blame him it was smart and responsible for the both of you. But that left you alone with a troop at each others throat. And friends dying everyday. You just wanted everyone to let you be.

“I want you to go see him.” Was his only reply and you couldn’t believe it or could you? All you were to him was a chess piece to play. Not a sister, not a friend, or a member of his court. Just a pawn to be placed. With that he made his way out of your tent but right before he left you simply replied with what you realized he wanted from you.

“Of course my lord”

What you didn’t expect was for that to make him stop in his tracks and turn around. He stared at you for awhile and you stared back. Neither of you said a word but you could tell he wanted to say 1000 things but not one left his lips.

Rhysand felt guilt overtake him the second the words left your mouth. He knew that all he did was ask more of you. Knew what he sentenced you to under the mountain. A part of him knew he still looked up to you. While the other part only blamed you. For everything. For Mother and your little sister Marjorie. He looked at you and saw the person his father picked every time. He was too busy teaching you how to balance the courts expenses when he bested Cassain the first time. Too busy introducing you to high lords and their sons when he made carynthian. And off instructing you of the do’s and don’ts of war when mother and Marjorie were killed. He had so much bitterness in him but he knew you did everything for him. Held him together and all he did was let his bitterness take over him.

“I’m sorry about Azriel Y/n”

“Why? That may be the one thing that truly isn’t on your shoulder Rhys. He just doesn’t feel for me the way I had him.” The look that Rhysand gave you before leaving almost fooled you. Almost had you believing guilt flashed through his eyes.

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You hated coming to Rhys side of the war tents. It always got you into uncomfortable situations with someone. However we were about to head to the human lands for the last battle fortunately you had finally solidified your troops. Day soilders had learned how to loosen up, Illyrians learned some respect and they were actually getting along. The Illyrian almost made a complete 180 with them actually respecting your power. Asking you actual tips to get better had even included you in some of the barrack pranks. They were ready and you could say that you were proud of the work they had accomplished. As you thought you couldn’t help overhearing the argument coming from the medic tent and peeking in.

“I am coming. I’m fighting in that battle.” You could hear Azriel grunting as he got up from his cot.

“You are not” Cassain and Rhys were quick to respond.

“I am”

“You will not Azriel if you fight you will not fly again.” Madja interrupted and you could feel the shift in the room. Saw the way Cassain and Rhysand shared a look and the way Azriel froze.

“I forbid it Az you will stay here and that is final.” Rhysand commanded and exited the tent on the opposite end with cas and madja followings

Maybe you should of left. Maybe you should of stayed and slipped in when you saw that he was still insistent on going but you couldn’t allow that to happen.

“You better get back in that cot” you had said with your back to a supporting post of the tent.

Azriel flew his head to your voice. Like he didn’t believe it. Couldn’t

“Y/n”

“You can’t do what I know you’re about to do Azriel. You will never fly again. Take it from somebody who knows that pain doesn’t go away.”

“I have to. My entire family is fighting today. What would I be if they died while I laid in this tent.”

“It means youre safe and healing properly. It also means the hours of work I did to save those bat wings don’t go wasted.” You joked and you saw tension roll off Azriels shoulders. “Well um anyway I should get going don’t do anything stupid” as you were leaving azriel grabbed your shoulder and spun you around.

“Y/n, please don’t die. I uhhh, I need you to know... ya know about what I said its-

"Azriel. You can tell me after this war.....look you were right I am exactly what my father raised me to be. Which is why i wont die on that field, I have been in war with far worse odds and lived. I was born for times such as this." You were looking at Az but the male staring back at you wasn't someone you had ever met. There was fear and regret swirling behind his golden orbs. Fear you had never seen Azriel have but this fear was new, like if he released his grip from your shoulder his world would come crashing down.

Azriel stood staring at you with no mask to hide behind. He was wracked with terror. You were once again going into a dangerous situation without him. He would have no way of ensuring your safety... no way of knowing youd come back to but the hope he had in his heart. If that hope was the only thing that could bring you back after this war then mother he'd have more hope then there was in all of pryrinthian.

Before you knew what was happening Azriels had craddled your head back and his lips had met yours. This kiss was different than the first. It wasnt full of lust, desire, and hunger. No this kiss was gentle, it was soft and warm something you couldnt help but melt into. His tongue dipped into your mouth you couldnt help the muffled gasp that escaped from you. He smelled of cedar and ash and in this moment it was like the only thing that existed... the only thing that mattered were the two of you. His shadows danced around your two forms and it felt as if you'd been made whole could of sworn that you felt something snap in your chest. As fast as it came it had disapeared and Azriel had pulled away cupped your cheek and pressed his forehead to yours and whispered.

"just come back to me" before you could reply he had winnowed away leaving you flushed with a sense of guilt as you felt Helion tug on the bond.

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When you had finally found Mor to winnow you to the human lands it was chaotic. Humans running and some flat out calling you wicked things simply because you tried to help them. After coralling what felt like hundreds of humans it was time to have march into battle with the king of hybern. You couldnt say that you were ready but you could say that youd give everything you had to ensure the people you loved came out of this war.

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In the midst of Battle you struggled to breath there was so much blood. It was like you were drowning in it. Hybern Soldiers just kept coming so just you kept slashing them down one by one. When the battle had first started you could see Cassian and Rhys in the skies but blood coated your eyes so that all you could truly see was right in front of you. Your men surrounded you and as you looked to your left and right you could tell they were just as exhausted as you. Every now and then you or Helion would tug on the bond just to give peace of mind that the other was still ok. As time went on you weren’t sure if you’d win this war. It seemed that the Hybern Soldiers just outnumbered you. Many lives were lost and the battle went on. You used every bit of strength and ounce of magic you had. Especially when you heard Nestas scream for Cassian. It was so loud that both you and Cas had whipped your head around and if it had been a second longer both you and Cas would have been dead but you called to the power inside of you and wrapped the starlight around yours and Cassians figure tightly. Pushed up a wall of pure power to protect your men on the battle field. The blast was so strong it brought you to your knees and the scream that left you broke Cassians heart. But he Watched as you fought every second holding the shield and wall against the blast. Honestly after that the war was a blur. The only other thing you remember after that was Rhys.

You could remember right before your brother had died. You magic racing across to Hybern. To tear his very heart out for threatening Rhys. You remember the panic and dread. Your power an inch of hybern when one of his men had tackled you to the ground. And then you felt it the tattoo on your neck glow and disappear. You had sliced the soldiers throat so fast and stood. Had to know if what you felt was true and when you saw Rhys body and Feyre screaming the world went black.

The next thing you knew you were being carried by Helion off of the field. Madja over your body. You were in and out of consciousness. one second there was madja or mor, then Cas and always Hel. But it wasnt until you saw Rhys. You saw your brother and you could feel the smile on your face. Had determined he was there to take you home.

"rhys...' you let out with a shaky breath.

"Y/N thank the mother, Y/n you are going to be ok". You could hear Panic and see tear on your brothers face which confused you. You were ready you just wanted to be with him and here he was telling you no.

"y/n please Im ok. But you have to be ok. Im alive you can come back. COME on Y/N. You promised remember.. You promised me... Y-

you watched in and out how upset rhys was how worked up he was. Saw as Cassian dragged him away and then nothing.

When you finally awoke your family filled you in and just like that you insisted you were fine. Now arguing in your room with Helion who hadn't left your side. went on about how you needed to slow down. to go back home to day and relax.

"I couldn't of lost you Y/N" Helion shared as he let out a sigh.

"Hel Im ok. Its going to be ok." you held him as he cried for awhile until he stood.

"Come back home. I'll know you're safe there. I can even ensure i dont go overboard with overprotecting you." you could see the love shing through Hels eyes. Could feel how much needed you to say yes. To let him care for you flowing through the bond.

"Ok ok... we will pack tomorrow tonight just be with me."

"I love you Y/n"

With that Helion brought you in and kissed you longingly. Like this was what he needed to ground him in your safety.

Poor Azriel couldn't pull his gaze from your bedroom window. Where he stood outside with a bouquet of flowers eye glued to the scene above him. You smiling at Helion, his hands on your hips looking down at you with so much love almost Azriel could feel it. Watched as he placed a kiss on your lips and how you only deepened it. how you leaned into him and flung your arms around his neck. Watched as Helion lifted you up with your lips still attached to one another. And he especially couldn't tear his gaze away when he felt a golden thread snap into view...connecting him to you. Azriel sat atop that mountain with those flowers with his heart breaking long after the lights of your bedroom had gone out.

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Into The Digital Void

Part 1

Prologue

TADC X Reader

Warnings? ⚠

⚠ family friendly (%$👀!#), italics = thoughts, all caps for screeching/screaming/loud thoughts, mention of headaches ⚠

Floating in the darkness.

Then all of a sudden you poofed into existence in a vividly bright new area.

"Ah!", you closed your eyes at the brightness, covering your face with your hands to make it darker.

It was loud, there was music and strange noises all around you. It was overwhelming and you just wanted to crawl in a hole and stay there. And it felt weird too.

Where am I? What's going on? Why is it SO LOUD!?

"Whoa, whoa! Cut the music!", someone said and a record scratch followed soon after.

"Oh great, another one.", another voice said.

"Are they...alright?", a different voice asked.

While they were chatting you were spiralling in your thoughts.

WHERE AM I??? OH GOD I FEEL TERRIBLE.. I THINK I'M GOING TO PUKE.

You flinched at someone placing a hand on your shoulder.

"Hey..you ok there?", a soft voice asked.

Then you noticed the room had gone quiet. Taking it as a sign that it was 'safe', you peek out through your 'fingers' and see a worried looking jester.

Kind of.

Everything was still bright and you had to blink away the pain it caused.

"It hurts..", you mumbled and rubbed your eyes. "Where am I?", you ask, now squinting.

"You are in THE AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS!!!", the first voice you heard belonged to a set of teeth with eyes.

You stood there confused.

...

"What the %$👀!#?", a silly noise came out when you cussed. "Wha-?", you moved your had to your throat confused.

"Don't try it, you can't say any curse words here. Trust me, I've tried.", the jester next to you says with a sigh.

"Oh they tried all right.", a voice comments.

Looking around you notice the other weird characters in the room.

"Ok..", you say and calmly clear your throat. "WHAT IN THE DILL PICKLE IS GOING ON!?"

You ignore the rabbit's laughter as you glare at the colorful characters. Also taking note of the random pile of pillows and..a bubble with teeth?

"Huh, they sure are creative..", the figure of shapes says and crosses their arms. "You remember putting on a headset, right?"

"Headset?", you repeat and find a vague memory of doing something like that. "Yeah.."

"Whelp, putting on that beauty leads you here.", the rabbit says with a smug grin. "You're stuck with us Pearl."

"Jax, try to be more considerate.", a rag doll sighs.

"Pearl?", you say annoyed and rub your eyes again.

"I'm just happy my comedy mask didn't break again..", a quiet voice says holding said mask.

"Well, now that all of you are done with that-", the set of teeth pipes up.

"Shut it dentures.", you hiss.

Of course the rabbit finds it hilarious.

"Oh Caine this is amazing! Hahaha!", he wipes away a fake tear.

You ignore the group and start to walk away. Only to be yanked back by the set of teeth and eyes.

"Hold on! We need to introduce you to everyone and give you a tour!", they spin you back towards the group.

"Nope, I've had my fair share of social interaction.", you say and try to leave again.

"Great! Now let's explore!", they somehow yank you out of the place you were in and now you're outside. "My name is Caine and I am the ringmaster of this digital world! The tent is where you stay and play! With a multiple amount of activities for-"

You decided to ignore him, taking note of the important bits and pieces. Getting transported to the void before being taken back to the tent.

Feeling worse than earlier, you held your head and leaned against the pillar nearby with your eyes closed.

"Lets get to today's adventure!", Caine says cheerfully.

"Uh, shouldn't we give them a little more time to settle in?", you hear the rag doll say.

"That's what the adventure is for~"

That basta-

"Right you are Jax!", Caine agrees. "Today's adventure will be simple! Since our new friend here is more on the sensitive side, it'll be like the quiet game!"

"Did somebody say there's an insect collection?", a new voice says.

"You'll have to make sure to keep quiet and find a new hiding place every so often. Today's creature is blind but it has good hearing!", the ringmaster says.

After feeling the headache dull, you squint your eyes open and notice that the set of teeth floated up higer.

"Hide from the Glorishtou!"

"What kind of name is that?", you ask.

"Oh yeah, we don't know the newbie's name yet.", Jax says.

"Too late! Now go before you're captured! Good luck!", Caine says before disappearing with a poof.

You sigh and start to walk away.

"Wait a second!", the rag doll runs after you.

"What's going on again?", the new voice you heard says.

"New person Kinger, keep up.", Jax replies.

"Didn't Caine say that today's creature had really good hearing?", the rag doll says nervously.

"So? What's the worse that's gonna happen-"

As soon as he says that a giant yellow beast jumps down and snatches the purple rabbit, catching everyone's attention.

"%$👀!# %$👀!#!! GET THIS THING OFF ME!"

"Eeep!"

It growls before running off.

"Well Jax is as good as dead."

You just stare confused.

Seriously. What IS going on?

There is a huge part of you that wishes that you could have stayed in the darkness.

✨A xylophone✨

~Seline, the person.

Part 2

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[katnisspeetaprim]

Privacy Part 2 Yoongi/Reader

Summary: Y/N is finding it difficult to deal with the hatred she is recieving thans to those videos.

Warnings: anxiety, swearing, slut shaming, suggestive content, female reader

Word count: 2419 M.list

‘It’s fine Mom really, I don’t need to come home.’ Your Mom had been trying to get you to travel back home ever since the news broke. You’d been trying your best to avoid her calls, but you knew you wouldn’t be able to ignore your family forever. Honestly your mother hadn’t really been much help during the whole situation in fact, Yoongi’s own mother had been much more of a comfort to you. 2 days ago just after you found out, Yoongi’s mother had called you. Apparently she had already spoken to her son but wanted to make sure that you were ok also. You locked yourself in the bathroom so Yoongi wouldn’t hear you sobbing down the phone to his Mom. He definitely heard you.

‘I’m worried Y/N. I know you said it’s being handled but that doesn’t do anything to calm me down.’

‘Worried for me or your reputation?’ You mumbled to yourself. ‘Listen Mom, me and Yoongi just want our own space right now.’ You explained, wanting nothing more than to end the conversation.

‘Ok. I’ll let you go for now but I’m still going to be calling for updates.’

‘Ok mom. Bye.’ With that the call ended. As you pulled the phone from your ear, you couldn’t help but stare at the many notifications on your home screen.

You knew that you shouldn’t be looking at your social media right now, Yoongi knew full well what the fallout would be and he didn’t want you exposed to that kind of hate.... But you couldn’t help it.The unseen force of morbid curiosity too strong, as it pushed you to open the Twitter app and see what kind of awful names you were being called.

Slut and whore were some of the most prominent insults being thrown around. Though not very creative the words still stung you. You had been with Yoongi since early 2015, 8 years together and you were being called a slut for it. You also couldn’t help but notice that nobody had anything bad to say about Yoongi, in fact he was getting nothing but praise for how he’s handled the situation so far. You’d never wish hate on the love of your life, but you couldn’t help but scoff at the double standard people online held.

The things that disgusted you the most though were the people sharing their disgusting fantasies about the videos. It made you physically sick. Why would someone feel it was ok to comment about how hot or turned on they were by somebody’s leaked sex tapes? Or feel the need to talk about different parts of your bodies like you were a science experiment?

The company had been fast to put out a statement about what was happening. Bang PD personally assured the two of you that their best lawyers had been put on the case.

The other boys had also been especially supportive. All just generally trying to be there for the two of you if you needed a shoulder to cry on, and nobody talked about the videos unless either you or Yoongi bough them up first.

Both you and Yoongi had tried to go on as normal at first, but you couldn’t shake the nagging voice at the back of your mind.

'Y/N? Tae called, asked if we’d like to go round for drinks later.’ Yoongi stepped into the bedroom just in time to see you hurrying to shut off your phone. He stared at you in disbelief.

‘You were looking again, weren’t you?’ He accused glaring at you from the doorway, though he already knew the answer. When you didn’t answer and refused to meet his gaze, he threw his hands up in the air.

‘Y/N there is a reason we were told to stay of social media. Shit like this.’ He angrily snatched your phone from you so he could see what you were looking at. He was in disbelief that you wold continue to torture yourself like this.

‘Are you going to say anything!?’ He crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes when you still refused to speak.

‘Y/N I swear-‘

‘You don’t get it.’ You cut him off, voice barely above a whisper. Your fingers nervously playing with the hem of your skirt.

‘Are you insane? Of course I get-‘ Yoongi was about to start yelling before you cut him off.

‘No you don’t Yoongi!’ You snapped, finally looking up to see his shocked face.

‘I know you are upset and scared and angry, I’m not debating that!’ You let out a shaky breath as you paused to calm down, not sure if you wanted to continue.

‘What then?’ He hesitantly made his way back over and sat on the bed next to you. You also hesitated for a moment before you sat up on your knees to face him, cupping his hands.

‘All this hate I see, all the horrible names and words...It’s all directed at me.’ Yoongi’s face softened at your words, immediately understanding your anger.

‘Ah Y/N...’ He started but you quickly cut him off.

‘It’s not that I want people to say that stuff about you...I just don’t understand why people have to be so cruel towards me . After how long we’ve been together.’ The tears started to fall once again. That’s all you seemed to be doing these days, crying. You felt pathetic for lack of a better word. Yoongi pulled you into his strong arms, trying to give you any kind of comfort he could.

‘I’m so sorry. If I could take an of this pain away then I would in a heartbeat.’

‘No I’m sorry. I’m being selfish making this about only me when you are upset too.’ You angled your head to place it in the crook of his neck. His scent  always did do wonders in calming you down.

‘Listen.’ He broke the silence. ‘I’ve been called in for a meeting today with Bang PD.’ He pulled back to look at you properly.

‘You don’t have to come but it might be good for us to both be on the same page.’ You also sat up to face him. It would definitely put your mind at ease if you could see what kind of progress had been made, though it didn’t make facing people any easier...

‘And we can go to Tae’s right after?’ You mumbled, looking at him through your eyelashes. The idea of drinks sounded pretty good right now.

‘If that’s what you want.’ He nodded eagerly at you. ‘As long as you don’t mind the other boys being there too?’

‘No. It will be good to see them.’ And you really meant it. If anyone could distract you for a few hours, its those goofy guys.

Once the two of you arrived at the BigHit offices, you were both ushered straight into Bang PD’s office.

‘Y/N it’s great to see you it’s been a while, please.’ He gestured for you to take a seat at his desk, Yoongi doing the same.

‘So I wont beat around the bush. We all know why we are here.’ Yoongi reached his hand out and placed it on your thigh, giving it a comforting squeeze.

‘Most of the sites we sent cease and desists to have co operated and removed the videos. We are still working on cracking some of them but it’s a start. Plus we have been blacklisting any online account associated with the videos.’ Both you and Yoongi were listening intently. Even though this was a small victory, you were both overjoyed that you were getting somewhere.

‘That’s good news isn’t it?’ Yoongi spoke up from beside you.

‘Yes most definitely, however.’ There always had to be a but didn’t there? Your eyebrows knotted together as you continued to listen. ‘We still don’t know how or why this happened or who is responsible. Our lawyers are in contact with the Las Vegas police, but until they have any leads , we’re in the dark I’m afraid.’ Your shoulders sagged at the news and you gripped Yoongi’s hand on your thigh tightly. There was a person out there that had the raw uncut video file of those daysyou spent in the hotel. About 4 hours in total of footage had been released so far of the two of you, but nobody knows for sure how much footage actually exists. Those cameras must have ben there for at least a week after all...

It didn’t actually hit you that a person was behind this until this very meeting. Of course in the back of your mind you knew, but you just wished people would be better.

‘Yoongi, I’m gonna wait outside if that’s ok? He sent  a worried look your way before nodding and saying that he shouldn’t be much longer.

‘Thank you for coming down Y/N. I promise we wont stop until everything is fixed.’ Bang PD  bowed his head slightly to you and you did the same before rushing from the room. You made your way back to the waiting room and plopped yourself down in the chair most out of the way. Your phone had been buzzing during the meeting.

You couldn’t stop the roll of your eyes as you read over your moms texts. She had never liked Yoongi  for reasons unknown to you. He had been nothing but respectful to your family any time you had been forced to interact with them, but she just refused to accept your relationship. You didn’t want to admit it, but you couldn’t help but think that your mother held Yoongi under some racist stereotype that she refused to let go of. It was the only thing you could think of as to why she would hate him so much.

It was only when you threatened to cut off all contact with her did she back off a little. Her last message really made your blood boil though. Of course she only cared about her own image. You knew she didn’t really care how you got effected, as long as nobody thought ill of her everything would be fine in her world.

‘Hey you ok? Yoongis steady voice pulled you from your thoughts. ‘You look upset.’

‘It’s nothing.’ You huffed out, quickly tucking away your phone. ‘It’s just my mom again. Let’s go, I’m dying for a drink.’ He sighed  to himself before following behind you.

You were able to let loose a little at Tae’s get together. The alcohol you had consumed allowing you to relax and have fun with your friends. Yoongi stayed sober that night to drive. He knew you needed the escape more than he did right now.

When you both arrived home later that night, both you and Yoongi felt like some weight had been lifted off your shoulders.

‘I had a lot of fun tonight.’ You turned to face Yoongi, placing your arms round his shoulders and flashed him a small smile.

‘I’m glad. We both needed it.’ He returned your smile. Yoongi gently placed his hands on your hips and pulled you close to him, capturing your lips in a soft kiss. You happily leaned into him, enjoying the intimacy. You and Yoongi hadn’t had sex with each other since you returned home to Korea for obvious reasons. Even though you knew it was impossible, you couldn’t shake the feeling that you were still being watched. That somebody had managed to break into your home and place cameras there too. This paranoia was still at the front of your mind, regardless of the alcohol in your system.

‘Let’s go to the bedroom.’ You whispered . Yoongi nodded slightly in response. Your heart was pounding loudly in your chest as you made out with Yoongi. Both of you now only in your underwear as you straddled him. His hands kneaded your ass as yours got lost in his hair. You wanted this, you really did but you couldn’t stop the panic from bubbling up to the surface.

‘We don’t have to do this you know.’ Yoongi pulled away from you when he felt you stiffen above him.

‘No I want to, it’s just...’ You were quick to answer him but trailed off, not really sure how to voice your concern.

‘I get it. You don’t need to explain.’ He spoke softly, stroking your face as he did. You gave him a sad smile as you leaned back in to kiss him.

‘I love you so much Yoongi.’

‘I love you too jagi.’ As the kiss deepened, you pulled back again, resting your forehead on his.

‘Do you mind if we turn out the lights? And get under the covers?’ You bit your lip, nervous that he would think you were being ridiculous. But the judgement didn’t come. He quickly shimmed the sheets out from beneath the two of you and draped them round your hips, before reaching out and flicking off the bed side light, submerging the two of you in darkness. The two of you shared a wonderful night together, heads full of thoughts only of one another.

The next morning, you awoke alone in the bed. It was still early so you sat up confused. You got up and dressed before making your way to the kitchen, only to find Yoongi sat in the living room. He wasn’t dressed, only wearing the boxers he had thrown on the night before. He was just staring at the wall, hard look on his face as he was deep in thought.

‘Hey... Why did you get up so early?’ You sat down next to him, pulling your knees up to your chest. ‘Yoongi?’ You tried again when he didn’t answer.

‘I got a call from one of the lawyers just now.’ You sat up straight, attention captured. You gestured for him to continue.

‘They found the person who planted the cameras.’ Your eyes widened in shock at his bluntness.

‘What!? H-how...’ You could barely talk. This was a good thing right?

‘They want us to come into the office asap for a meeting.’

‘Yes of course! Let me um, I’m just gonna make myself presentable.’ He could hear the waver in your voice as you sprang up.

‘You should get dressed too.’ He watched you practically sprint into the bedroom. He rubbed his hand across his face, stress building up. He didn’t want to get his hopes up for the meeting, just for them to be shot down.

#bts #bts x reader #imagine #one shot #scenario #drabble #reaction #smut #fluff #angst #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #kim namjoon #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook

[stargazing-imagines]

A&A rewrite // 01x06 // tickets and trashbags

Description : austin gets an opportunity to sing with shiny money meanwhile the reader gets chosen as Austin’s plus one

Pairings : a little bit of reader x austin fluff it’s coming guys just hang on a little longer! 😉

Warnings : mentions of stage fright , people in trash cans , if there’s anything that needs to be added, let me know.

It was a sunny day in sonic boom and Y/N was working the counter, ally was doing a piano lesson with Nelson, who was playing badly at the piano. You who got done with the customer shrieked at how Nelson was playing.

"Nelson, that's was great but maybe try playing a little bit easier on the keys,"

"Ok ally," said Nelson as he played somewhat a little better but not ear killing like before

"That's great Nelson, your getting better already," lied ally as she faked a smile, Nelson who smiled big put his hands in the air

"Thanks!" Said Nelson as he waited for ally to high five him, ally high fived nelson until Trish came in

"Guess who's got a job at mega phone world,"

"Another job?" Asked Y/N "we seriously need to work on your work ethic,"

"Yeah yeah," said Trish as she waved it off "working is just so hard,"

"Trish... what's your definition of working?" Asked Y/N as you rested a hand on your chin as you smiled at the girl.

"Sleeping on the job and not showing up," deadpanned trish

"Trish... that's the opposite of working," said ally 

"Aww man, now I have to get somebody to do my job for me,"

"Hey guys!" Said Austin as he walked into the music store with Dez "Trish any news on my career?"

"Yeah that's why I'm here," said Trish "I set Austin up to perform a remix Version of double take with shiny money!"

After Trish said that she handed Austin a white envelope that has already been open

"More information is on this sheet of paper," said Trish as she handed Austin a envelope, when she did he opened it

"So what does it say?" Asked Y/N as you tried to peek at the piece of paper, Austin who took the paper away laughed

"It says that I have tickets to the award show!"

"Yay!" Said everyone

"And I can bring some friends!"

"Yay!"

"Wait... a plus one? That not right," said Austin "you all are my friends,"

_____

It was the day of the award show and Austin was still trying to figure out who to take. First, trish bribed him with chocolate covered pastries, while Dez bribed him with a childhood story of Dez giving austin his pants in the elevator, while ally 'accidentally' dropped a tuba on Nelson. you who had no interest didn’t do anything.

Dez was at the drums with a football helmet as he was trying to teach Nelson the safety of ‘drumming’.

"Wooaahhhh," said Dez as ally walked in dressed in a red dress

"Aww, thanks Dez!" Said Ally as she waved the compliment off, you rolled your eyes at this as you was reading a book

"No I was talking about the dizziness from this drum," said Dez "wooaahhhh."

"Guess who's ready to go to the award show," said Trish as she came in dressed in a purple off shoulder dress

"Wait... Austin's taking you?" Asked ally "I thought he was taking me,"

"No he's taking me," said Trish

"Actually he's taking neither of you, I'm going with him," said dez

you walked over to the group

"Guys you do know that you don't have to bribe Austin with pastries, and a story in order to go to the award show right?" asked Y/N 

"Yeah and that's why I'm bringing Y/N because you guys keep bugging me and asking me to go to the award show," 

"I'm sorry what?" asked Y/N as she was taken aback, Austin Smiled 

"Y/N  your the only one that didn't bug me about this, so therefore I pick you," 

"well if that's what you said then lets go," said Y/N "Ally will you take over my shift?" 

"Sure," said ally sarcastically “I bought this red dress for nothing.”

________

"I'm going to make make make you do a double take," 

"Its money time, It's Money time," 

"I'm going to make make make you do a double take," 

Austin was performing with Shiny Money as you was backstage listening to the song, That was until you saw Trish, ally, and dez pop out from the trash cans 

Ally who was panicking walked over to you

"Are you guys that desperate to go to an award show?" you whispered

"It was Trish idea," said Ally 

"YOU!" 

"See ya," said Ally as she went back on stage when she did she knocked over something, you face planted into you hands embarrassed for your sisters sanity 

________

"i Can't believe you did that," said Austin "Are you literally that desperate?" 

"Austin their over here," said Y/N as she pointed to the three as they were sitting against trash cans 

"why would you embarrass me like that?" 

"Austin we're sorry we didn't mean to do this," 

"yeah Austin it was an honest mistake don't be harsh on your friends," 

"Ok fine but don't do that again," 

they did a group hug 

________

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[storytimewithanonwriter]

🏝 Fun in the Sun🏝

TASM! Peter x wife!reader

Y’all, I’m at the beach this week, and all I could think of is a cute couple's beach getaway with Peter! I literally wrote this in a beach chair with a drink in my hand ! Lol It’s a little spicy … it's probably the spiciest I will write. ( and it's not that spicy 😂)I hope you enjoy it!-K

Warning: somewhat spicy, pet names, mentions of food, implied sex, typos, bad writing, and probably many more thing that needs warnings I forgot about.

“ Peter, come on …. One week … just you and me… on the beach… nothing to do ….. The city will be fine! You need to take a damn break. “

“ Love, I can’t. What if something happens? What if there is a...”

“ What if? What if? What if!! Life is full of what-ifs! Peter, it will be ok! One week away, that’s all. The city will be fine. You have to live your life. Remember, It is ok to take the time for Peter Parker stuff! You have to live your life too.” you were fed up. The only time Peter had taken a break ( from Spider-Man)was when you got married. He didn't want to, but you made him! Even then, you didn't go on a honeymoon. He took the day off of your wedding and rehearsal dinner; that was it.

“Fine”

“Really!?!!”

“Yes, we can go on vacation.” You ran over and peppered him with kisses.

After months of persuasion, you finally had convinced him to take a break. You made reservations as soon as he said yes. The day came, and you packed up your car and headed south to Florida. The drive was going to be long but worth it.

“ Love, why are we driving? We could have flown and saved time. Or we could have gone somewhere closer. Just in case I need to come back and help.“ Peter questioned as you pulled off of your street.

“ Ah, you see, bug boy, I know you... That is why I chose Florida. Too far away for you to swing back... And driving is part of the fun, Peter. We get to be stuck in the car for hours together. Listening to good music and podcasts. Playing games and just talking. It’s gonna be great! I call the radio first! Disney sing along it is!”

Peter didn’t know you had the Spotify station pulled up before leaving your apartment.

“ ok … but I get to choose lunch.”

“ Deal”

…

“ Hey now

Hey now

This is what dreams are made of

Hey now

Hey now

This is what dreams are made of

I've got somewhere I belong

I've got somebody to love

This is what dreams are made of

(Hey now...)”

You were belting your heart out. Peter was just smiling at you.

“What???? Why are you judging me!??” You pause the music.

He laughed “ I’m not. I’m thinking how much I love you.”

“ I know you love me. That is why you married me!! “ you laughed. “ BUT!!! If you really really love me, you would sing the duet part… PLEASE!PLEASE !!!PLEASE!!!”

“I love you … but I’m not going to sing .”

“Pete! please!!” You pressed play and turned up the volume.

With a huff, he begins to sing along.

Open your eyes

(This is what dreams are made of)

Shout to the skies

(This is what dreams are made of)

When I see you smiling, I go, "Oh, oh, oh"

Yesterday my life was duller

Now everything's technicolor

By the end of the song, you both were screaming the lyrics. You both burst out into laughter during the last bit of the music.

“ You a great; you know that?” Peter said as he leaned over to kiss your cheek.

“ So, I have been told.” You smiled at your husband.

…

“ Are we there yet? I’m bored .” Peter yawned from the passengers.

You laughed. “About five more hours, Pete. Take a nap. I will be ok.”

“ Love, you have been driving for about 10 hours … Why don’t you let me take over? “

“ Do you need a reminder of the last time you drove “ you questioned.

“ It was my first time driving in years!! Give me a break! …. “

“Petey, your driving was fine… Don’t you remember, your spidey sense was going crazy? Dude, I about had a panic attack watching you. You were so tense! This is supposed to be a relaxing vacation.”

He huffed “ Yeah, your right. Ok, then let’s play a game….I spy with my little eye….” He began.

….

“ Petey, wake up, baby; we are here. I have checked us in. All we have to do is unload and let the relaxation begin!”

Peter fell asleep 20 minutes into the game of I spy. You simply put on your true-crime podcast, and you were set. He tried to keep you company, but he was exhausted. You couldn’t blame him. Peter was always go go go between Spider-Man, work, and being the best husband you could ask for. He always was exhausted.

“ huh… when did I fall asleep? I’m sorry, bug. “

“ it’s ok, Pete. You need the rest. Now, come on!”

You two quickly unpacked the car. Peter’s strength came in handy. You made it in one trip. You quickly changed into your swimsuit and headed out to the balcony to watch the ocean.

“ If I knew you would dress like this the whole week, I would have said yes sooner.” Peter came out behind you and wrapped his arms around you.

“ Peter, stop it ! “ you laughed. You turn to face him and wrap your arms around his neck. Peter kissed you. You deepen the kiss moving your hands up into his hair, and his hands move down to your body. His lips left yours. You gasped as he nipped at your neck.

You exhaled .“Peter, let’s go inside. “

“ I hope you weren’t expecting to go to the beach right away because I have plans for you, bug.” He smirked. You squealed as he picked you up and took you inside.

…

You didn’t make it to the beach the first day. You spent most of the day tangled up in the sheets. You didn’t mind at all. You woke up early the following day to the smell of coffee.

“ Good morning, my love, “ Peter said as he handed you a cup.

“ Morning, baby. You going to let me walk on the beach today?” You smiled.

“ You can walk after yesterday? “ he laughed.

You just shook your head.

“ What?! It’s a genuine question?” he laughed.

You laughed. “ Anyway, I figured we could pack a lunch and spend the day on the beach. Maybe come up and go out for dinner. “

“ Sounds lovely, bug!”

You both got ready and headed to the beach. You spent most of the morning laying out in the sun, relaxing.

“ Hey, love .” Peter looked up from the magazine the resort handed you at check-in.

“ huh?” The waves had almost lulled you to sleep

“I was reading there is a place where we can take surfing lessons. What do you think?”

“ Sure, baby, if you want to go for it! I would love to watch…. I don’t think I’m a strong enough swimmer. “

“ Are you sure? I want to go, but if you ..”

You smiled “ Petey, it’s your vacation too! Not just mine.”

“ but it was your idea. I don’t want….”

“ Peter, go make an appointment with surfing people.”

“ I love you! “ he said as he stood up to head up to the lobby to make the appointment. He kissed you quickly.

“ I know. I love you too !“

…

“ Did you see me?! I caught that wave, and wow! “ Peter was ecstatic when he came in from his lesson.

“ I did; you were great… but I think your ability to stick to things is an unfair advantage. The others in your class didn’t fare as good as you.”

You both laughed a little. So many people in Peter’s surf class had wipeouts. Peter never fell off his board, not once.

“ Man, I want to go out again.”

“ Peter, we are here for the whole week. You can do whatever! I’m great. I have my book and my drink. I am as happy as a lark!”

“ Yeah?”

“ Go! Have fun! You need it !”

Peter kissed you before bouncing away towards the ocean. You smiled. He had been so stressed lately between work and Spider-Man. It was good to see him truly happy.

About an hour and a half later, Peter came back to find you asleep under the umbrella. He laughed.

“ Hey bug, let’s wake up and put more sunscreen on. You don’t want to get burned on the first day.”

“Mmm.. ok .” You sat up half asleep. Peter lovingly rubbed sunscreen on your back.

“ Hey, love bug, you are already getting a lot of sun… you want to head in for a while. Finish your nap?”

“I’m ok. I want to go out in the water for a while… you want to come with me?” You were holding out your hand where Peter could help you up.

“ Of course. I’ll race you! “ Peter took off running

“ HEY! That’s not fair! You cheated ” You came running after him into the water.

…

Peter and you stayed in the water for a long time. You floated and swam. You two play catch with some kiddos that asked you to join them. You were having a great time. Peter finally made you leave when he saw how red you had gotten.

“ I’m fine, Peter! I have been burnt before. I ..” you protested

Peter picked you up. “ I’m taking you in.”

“PETE! Put me down! Put me down! “ you were laughing.

When Peter finally put you down at your spot on the beach, you huffed. You were mad. You help gather the stuff and head up to the room.

When you got to the room, you went straight to the shower. As soon as the hot water hit your skin, you were hissing in pain. You washed off quickly and then entered the bedroom when you were finished. You were very burnt, making you even madder at Peter because he was right. Peter was sitting on the bed with aloe in one hand and after sun lotion in the other.

“ I know you are mad, but...”

“ Shut up. You were right. That's why I'm mad. Help me, please.”

Peter laughed

“ come here, bug.”

....

The next day Peter woke up before you and made breakfast. He set everything on the balcony for a cute breakfast date.

Peter crawled back into bed and kissed your forehead.

“ Good Morning, Bug; I made breakfast. We could watch the sunrise over the water.”

“ You are the best; you know that .” You smiled as you got out of bed.

After breakfast, you both got ready for the day. You had planned a day down at the pier, followed by a trip to a marine animal rehabilitation center.

“Hey, come here! Look,” Peter was still on the balcony.

You walked out to see dolphins swimming.

“ Oh wow!! They are beautiful!”

“ Not as beautiful as my wife, “ Peter said as he kissed you.

You wrapped your arms around his neck “ You know, we don’t have to be at the aquatic center until 3 … we can always go to the pier later… PETER!” you laughed

He didn’t even let you finish your sentence. He picked you up and took you inside

…

The rest of the week was filled with fun and laughs. You spent one day just watching people from the balcony. You laughed as you saw someone chasing an umbrella down the beach. Every evening you took a long walk down the beach. It was perfect.

The day came that you had to leave. You had packed the car the night before. You were lying in bed soaking up the last few minutes of your vacation when Peter rolled over.

“ Y/n, thank you... I needed this. I need a break. It’s hard sometimes balancing Peter Parker stuff and Spider-Man stuff. Thank you for making me take time for myself and time for us. I love you.” He leaned over and kissed you gently.

“ I love you too. “ you smiled.

He sat up “ I thought next year we could go to Disney or California. Or maybe even Seattle! Or Vegas. Or maybe we could go on a cruise. Oh!! Europe!! I would love to go there! Peter 1 was telling me all about his school trip there. I sounded great! Or we could….”

“ Slow down, travel bug! You are going to take another break?!”

“ Yep, as long as I can take them with you!”

#andrew garfield x reader #tasm!spiderman x reader #peter parker x reader #spider man x reader #peter 3 #andrew!peter fluff #spider man fanfiction #andrew!peter parker #andrew!peter imagine #peter parker fic #andrew!peter x you #peter parker imagine #spiderman x reader #spiderman x you #tasm!peter fanfiction #tasm!peter imagine #tasm!peter x reader #tasm!peter x you #spiderman fanfiction #peter 3 x reader

[johns-prince]

Playboy Interview with John Lennon and Yoko Ono: Published in January 1981 issue, interviewed in September 1980.

I was reading through the 1980 Playboy interview of John Lennon and Yoko Ono because I was trying to properly cite a quote a read earlier and I came across the whole ‘’whaddya think of people saying you’re under Yoko’s spell/control?’’ question and the following answer and spiel, but like, reading-reading it...

Maybe it’s because it’s so early and I’ve just woken up and this is what I have decided to immediately read upon, but like can we talk about how John’s incessant need to bring up Paul in just about any and all interviews himself is like, tattling? 

It’s similar to how Paul consistently brings John up in just about any conversation or interview too, but of course John talked in a way that makes me think of a still soured and obsessive ex while Paul talks like a widow carrying on. 

Like I’m not the first to go over this and talk about it and someone has probably done a better analysis of the whole damn interview but I need to talk about it, at least the segments that left my mind screeching to a halt. 

Even if it’s just John being John and never being entirely honest in these things but also being entirely transparent at the same time it’s maddening. 

PLAYBOY: "But what about the charge that John Lennon is under Yoko's spell, under her control?"

LENNON: "Well, that's rubbish, you know. Nobody controls me. I'm uncontrollable. The only one who controls me is me, and that's just barely possible."

PLAYBOY: "Still, many people believe it."

LENNON: "Listen, if somebody's gonna impress me, whether it be a Maharishi or a Yoko Ono, there comes a point when the emperor has no clothes. There comes a point when I will see. So for all you folks out there who think that I'm having the wool pulled over my eyes, well, that's an insult to me. Not that you think less of Yoko, because that's your problem. What I think of her is what counts! Because... fuck you, brother and sister... you don't know what's happening. I'm not here for you. I'm here for me and her and the baby!"

ONO: "Of course, it's a total insult to me..."

LENNON: "Well, you're always insulted, my dear wife. It's natural..."

ONO: "Why should I bother to control anybody?"

LENNON: "She doesn't need me."

ONO: "I have my own life, you know."

LENNON: "She doesn't need a Beatle. Who needs a Beatle?"

ONO: "Do people think I'm that much of a con? John lasted two months with the Maharishi. Two months. I must be the biggest con in the world, because I've been with him 13 years."

LENNON: "But people do say that."

PLAYBOY: "That's our point. Why?"

LENNON: "They want to hold on to something they never had in the first place. Anybody who claims to have some interest in me as an individual artist or even as part of the Beatles has absolutely misunderstood everything I ever said if they can't see why I'm with Yoko. And if they can't see that, they don't see anything. They're just jacking off to... it could be anybody. Mick Jagger or somebody else. Let them go jack off to Mick Jagger, OK? I don't need it."

PLAYBOY: "He'll appreciate that."

John’s talking about Paul, by the by, if that wasn’t already so painfully blatantly obvious. While he couldn’t bring himself to immediately say his name in that context he definitely brings him up in the next response:

LENNON: "I absolutely don't need it. Let them chase Wings. Just forget about me. If that's what you want, go after Paul or Mick. I ain't here for that. If that's not apparent in my past, I'm saying it in black and green, next to all the tits and asses on page 196. Go play with the other boys. Don't bother me. Go play with the Rolling Wings."

PLAYBOY: "Do you..."

LENNON: "No, wait a minute. Let's stay with this a second; sometimes I can't let go of it." (He is on his feet, climbing up the refrigerator) 

This is where it gets good. 

"Nobody ever said anything about Paul's having a spell on me or my having one on Paul! They never thought that was abnormal in those days, two guys together, or four guys together! Why didn't they ever say, 'How come those guys don't split up? I mean, what's going on backstage? What is this Paul and John business? How can they be together so long?' We spent more time together in the early days than John and Yoko: the four of us sleeping in the same room, practically in the same bed, in the same truck, living together night and day, eating, shitting and pissing together! All right? Doing everything together! Nobody said a damn thing about being under a spell. Maybe they said we were under the spell of Brian Epstein or George Martin." (the Beatles' first manager and producer, respectively) 

"There's always somebody who has to be doing something to you. You know, they're congratulating the Stones on being together 112 years. Whoooopee! At least Charlie and Bill still got their families. In the Eighties, they'll be asking, 'Why are those guys still together? Can't they hack it on their own? Why do they have to be surrounded by a gang? Is the little leader scared somebody's gonna knife him in the back?' That's gonna be the question. That's-a-gonna be the question! They're gonna look back at the Beatles and the Stones and all those guys as relics. The days when those bands were just all men will be on the newsreels, you know. They will be showing pictures of the guy with lipstick wriggling his ass and the four guys with the evil black make-up on their eyes trying to look raunchy. That's gonna be the joke in the future, not a couple singing together or living and working together. It's all right when you're 16, 17, 18 to have male companions and idols, OK? It's tribal and it's gang and it's fine. But when it continues and you're still doing it when you're 40, that means you're still 16 in the head."

I had to split his rant into paragraphs because I needed a breath. 

John doesn’t even let the interviewer continue on with a question. No, he just can’t let go of it. He’s so riled up that apparently he’d gotten up and... What, started climbing onto the fridge? Climbing the walls? Is this what happened whenever the topic of Paul and their relationship came up? 

I don’t think this is normal behavior, compared to the other outrageous behavior of John in the 70s and 1980. This is unnecessary, getting so bent out of shape over the fact nobody made a fuss over you and your just best bud partner and collaborator of The Beatles.

>>>“Nobody ever said anything about Paul's having a spell on me or my having one on Paul! They never thought that was abnormal in those days, two guys together...”

John, Paul wasn’t your wife or husband or whatever. You two weren’t exactly dating, you two didn’t suddenly slip into an intimate and scandalous love affair like, overnight. Paul wasn’t yours, legally, John. Not like Cynthia, who was your wife and the mother of your son. Not like Yoko, who is also your wife, and the mother of your son. 

You would get those sorts of questions about them, but instead you’re aghast and affected that it wasn’t Paul about you or you about Paul and your relationship in between being grilled and questioned and torn at by fans and the press. 

What, did you ever expect the press or individual reporters and interviewers to ask you how you and Paul were getting on? When was the wedding? Should they expect triplets in the fall? 

Why would anyone say anything about Paul having a spell on you, or even you having a spell over Paul? John can’t be this stupid, maybe he’s experiencing an emotional break due to even the mention of Paul here, by his own doing, but to say something that shouldn’t even be compared to the relationship you have with your wife, as if people should have been asking you about Paul or Paul about you, about having some sort of spell or hold over each other, because if they didn’t grill Paul or you about the Lennon-McCartney relationship, then clearly Yoko is getting the unfair shtick of it. 

I mean come on. 

>>>“What is this Paul and John business? How can they be together so long?' We spent more time together in the early days than John and Yoko: the four of us sleeping in the same room, practically in the same bed, in the same truck, living together night and day, eating, shitting and pissing together! All right? Doing everything together! Nobody said a damn thing about being under a spell.”

You know, John was just about as guilty using the safe ‘’we’’ over ‘’I’’ or ‘’we as in Paul and I’’ as much as Paul is. Starts off about him and Paul, what’s all this Paul and John business, how can they be together so long, and then brushing it over with ‘’well the four of us--’’ oh no no no John, this is not about the four of you, this is 100% about the two of you, about John and Paul, the Paul and John business. 

Why would anyone ask you two about this John and Paul business- they did ask you John, they asked you two about your musical process, your meeting, how you two do get on as friends and partners, what would you do after The Beatles went bust.

Is the problem that they were asking the wrong questions? Hey, you two are awfully close, I mean, physically, is that common? Is there something about sharing a mic? Can’t you afford another one? Do you and Paul often share a room just between you two? Say, what’s the business between John and Paul? 

What did you want John. No, really. I’m so mad that the interviewer didn’t stick to what John was going off and on about here, because I would really like to know, since John’s so ticked off about it (The Beatles, Paul, his relationship with Paul, Lennon-McCartney) and wanting to be so honest and open about his frustrations surrounding it, I would have loved to know:

What did you want from others when it came to looking at and questioning Lennon-McCartney? What did you want John? 

Also by my calculation, John and Paul were together for about 14 years. Like a year difference... But not getting into the specifics, to John, admittedly, he feels he felt more time and space with Paul (or The Beatles) than John and Yoko. Even if it might be about the same in numbers, to John it isn’t the same at all. 

>>>”There's always somebody who has to be doing something to you. You know, they're congratulating the Stones on being together 112 years. Whoooopee!'”

You ever read something and you can like, hear the intonation and emotion in the words being said? Whooopeee! That’s not condescending in the slightest. I mean I know it’s supposed to be, but can’t you read it as being rather dripping with jealousy? Envy? 

We all know John and Paul during the 60s stated after The Beatles, they would carry on writing songs together, creating together, even looking into writing a musical play of sorts. John and Paul were supposed to be together 112 years, don’cha know. 

>>>”At least Charlie and Bill still got their families. In the Eighties, they'll be asking, 'Why are those guys still together? Can't they hack it on their own? Why do they have to be surrounded by a gang? Is the little leader scared somebody's gonna knife him in the back?”

Projection, I don’t know what else to call this. Projection, and maybe a little bit of that jealousy/envy continued. 

>>>“It's all right when you're 16, 17, 18 to have male companions and idols, OK? It's tribal and it's gang and it's fine. But when it continues and you're still doing it when you're 40, that means you're still 16 in the head.”

By all accounts and pretenses, Paul was your ‘male companion’ and vice versa, or whatever. You two did idolize each other. This went on long past 18 years old between the two of you, John. You were a gang, and a tribe of stupid young boys whirlwinded into fame. It’s fine it’s fine it’s fine until what, it’s not?

My head and heart and everything hurts, reading these interviews. John isn’t honest, he’s a liar, but he’s transparent and still manages to tell on himself. John’s projection launches himself into the sun and back again. 

John compares Paul to his current wife instead of, oh, I dunno, bringing up Cynthia, his wife during The Beatles, when it came to discussing the whole ‘oh does she have a spell/hold over him?’ Wouldn’t she have made a better example of it? You would think, wouldn’t you.

John bitches that the press or fans didn’t treat Paul in the way that they apparently treated Yoko. Why was his first wife treated so much nicer? Why was Paul spared and Yoko isn’t? 

He can’t let it go. He can’t let Paul go. He’s envious, he’s bitter. He’s pathetic, he’s insane, he’s driving me insane. 

Further down, I come across this segment, and I think it’s worth bemoaning over:

PLAYBOY: "Were falling in love with Yoko and wanting to leave the Beatles connected?"

LENNON: "As I said, I had already begun to want to leave, but when I met Yoko is like when you meet your first woman. You leave the guys at the bar. You don't go play football anymore. You don't go play snooker or billiards. Maybe some guys do it on Friday night or something, but once I found the woman, the boys became of no interest whatsoever other than being old school friends. 'Those wedding bells are breaking up that old gang of mine.' We got married three years later, in 1969. That was the end of the boys. And it just so happened that the boys were well known and weren't just local guys at the bar. Everybody got so upset over it. There was a lot of shit thrown at us. A lot of hateful stuff."

>>>“As I said, I had already begun to want to leave, but when I met Yoko is like when you meet your first woman.”

John you were so desperate for The Beatles that Cynthia at one point had to tell you that maybe John needed them more than they needed him. You were seriously thinking y’all should buy an island to live on together. 

You were not already beginning to leave The Beatles, you lying git. 

>>>“'Those wedding bells are breaking up that old gang of mine.' We got married three years later, in 1969. That was the end of the boys.”

I will always find it unbearably fascinating that when Paul found Linda, and and John found Yoko, that was it. No one cared when George got married, they didn’t care when Ringo got hitched. John and Paul were still fucking around and bashing away on their instruments and writing music cooped up in Paul’s house when John was with Cynthia, and then married Cynthia and had a child with her. She didn’t break up the band, those wedding bells hadn’t done them in. 

So why is it, when Paul got with Linda, and then immediately afterwards, John married Yoko, did the wedding bells bring about a funeral procession? It wasn’t the end of the boys, John, it was the end of Lennon-McCartney. It was the end of that Paul and John business. 

ONO: "Even now, I just read that Paul said, 'I understand that he wants to be with her, but why does he have to be with her all the time?'"

LENNON: "Yoko, do you still have to carry that cross? That was years ago."

Honestly that’s a laugh coming from you John. Oh, that was years ago, let it go. John you can’t even let IT go yourself! 

I wouldn’t be surprised if Paul had said something like that, whether it was years ago or recently, especially when every time Paul tried getting in contact with John, Yoko would intentionally bar him out and not even tell John about Paul wanting to meet up with him. 

That, and whether Paul had mentioned it or someone close working had mentioned it, during the Let It Be period, Paul did feel like John was with Yoko all the time. It stifled him, it stifled their creative relationship, Paul felt he couldn’t genuinely and openly connect and speak with John with Yoko hanging around every second. 

ONO: "No, no, no. He said it recently. I mean, what happened with John is like, I sort of went to bed with this guy that I liked and suddenly the next morning, I see these three in-laws, standing there."

LENNON: "I've always thought there was this underlying thing in Paul's 'Get Back.' When we were in the studio recording it, every time he sang the line 'Get back to where you once belonged,' he'd look at Yoko."

PLAYBOY: "Are you kidding?"

LENNON: "No. But maybe he'll say I'm paranoid."

It’s alright John, I’m paranoid too because I definitely got that underlying vibe about Get Back and the tension between Paul and Yoko.

Mind you these segments of the interview I’ve gone over, Yoko was present through it all. 

Paul was mentioned 48 times, and this is just the first page of the 1980 Playboy interview. 

I’m gonna go beat my head in with a wooden hammer now.

#john lennon #yoko ono #paul mccartney #anthology of mclennon #anyway I didn't even find the thing i was trying to cite originally from this interview #i feel insane and rabid

[marinerainbow]

I have an idea!! XDD Feel free to ignore me.

Smartass is going on vacation!

I am making him go, and Poppy as well. They are gonna have a well-deserved rest, oh yes.

Now... who looks after the rest of the Toon Patrol? Does Wheezy or Greasy do the finances? Does Greasy think he's boss now? Is he good at it? What if Poppy left Penny and Percy with Psycho? XD

Be free to ignore me but I thought this was fun XDD

Oh... Oh my god, I love this so much 🤣🤣🤣

Ok ok, I need to put this under the cut, because this got LONG.

First of all, I love how you said you're making them both go. Like they have no choice in the matter 😆😆😆 You're already packing their suitcases, Poppy is protesting HERSELF going because, yes she does agree that Smartass needs a break, but she also knows that somebody RESPONSIBLE has to be here to make sure the household doesn't implode while Smarty is gone, and he's probably already looking for places they can go- preferably anywhere that has a '2 for the price of 1' deal.

Maybe they'd go to the beach? Poppy does enjoy the beach, and the sun and waves can be pretty relaxing. She can even help Smartass pick out a swimsuit if he doesn't have one! ^^ (if they're going on vacation together, Poppy is INSISTING he ditch the suit. He can't fully relax if he's in work clothes).

Though her being strict on his attire is fine... As long as he gets to implement the 'No phone calls' rule. It sounds bad but listen- Poppy is no doubt going to be fretting over what's happening in the household, especially if her kids are involved, and she'd probably call them at least ten times a day. Smartass not only wants her to relax not have to deal with that, but he KNOWS that if she calls any of the weasels, the phone will eventually get passed onto him, and now he HAS to do his job WHILE HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE ON VACATION. He ain't having none of that 😆

As for who looks after the rest of the Toon Patrol? Definitely not Psycho or Stupid 😆 I think Greasy would get that role easily because he's the second in command; he's got to have some sense of responsibility now that Smartass is gone and theres no Poppy to worry about everything... Even though all it takes is a pretty lady to walk by and he's gone 😆

In that case, Wheezy is secretly in charge too. Though he's dumping the finances on Greasy. Especially if/when Greasy starts pulling the 'I'm the boss now' card, "You're the boss, eh? Well, this is your job."

Oh... Oh good lord, the twins left alone with their dad... This isn't going to end well 😂

For starters, Poppy is NOT going to let Psycho take care of the kids by himself. She's just like, "Honey, I love you, and I know you love the kids too... But this morning you saw the milk was expired and drank it anyway."

"... Ok-"

"And then you claimed it was 'safe enough' and tried to pour it in Penny and Percy's cereal."

"To be fair, those expiration dates can be misleading."

"And that right there is exactly why Wheezy is going to be in charge."

So yeah, no, she doesn't trust Psycho on his own with the kids. She knows that their house will be burnt to the ground if she leaves him alone with them 😆 Stupid is also in the same boat as Psycho, and she ain't gonna let Greasy take the chance to try to pick up chicks with her kids. So Wheezy gets to be the second dad. Greasy is responsible for the gang, Wheezy is responsible for the family.

Hopefully, with enough preparation and planning on Smarty's and Poppy's part, their vacation will go without a hitch and everyone will still be alive when they come back 😆

Thank you so much for sending this in!! I loved this so much XDDD If you get anymore ideas, please, do not be afraid to send them in!!

#asks #my own OC's #my own characters #Poppy #WFRR #Who Framed Roger Rabbit #Disney #Disney Villains #Toon Patrol #Smartass Weasel #Psycho Weasel #Greasy Weasel #Wheezy Weasel #Stupid Weasel #OC x Canon #ships #Pocho #Pocho shenanigans #yes i am making that an official tag now #because you and i both know they get into all sorts of crap- including this XD #fanchild(ren) #Penelope and Percival

[wallers-platinum]

Princess Bam Margera x Reader

Warnings: Cussing(?) but other than that it’s just fluff<3

A/N- This is my first fic and ofc it’s abt my husband if u like it then just send in a request and I’ll write one for u (it can be abt anybody from jackass rlly I’ll do smut to if u want)

You and Bam have been best friends for as long as either of you can remember. It started when you moved next door to him in West Chester. One day you invited Bam and Ryan to hang out at your place and just watch tv and do whatever. Neither of them knew that you had a crush on Bam though. You were sitting in your bed in your blanket when Bam and Ryan showed up. “Hey loser” Bam said when he walked into your room. “Shut up Margera” you said with a laugh. Him and Dunn sat on the couch that you had in your room. You guys sat in there watching Jackass on tv while you chatted about the stupid shit Bam and Ryan were doing. Bam noticed that you were hoping something in your arms. “Y/N what are you holding?””Nothing” you shyly replied. “Seriously dude what is it” he asked again as he was getting up. “Nothing I’m being serious!” He was standing by your bed and ripped off your blanket to reveal a teddy bear in your arms. “Is that the teddy bear I got you when we were seven?” He asked confused. “Yeah I always keep it in my bed.”He was shocked but also flattered that you had kept it all these years. He went and sat back down and you three watched tv some more. Every time Bam was on the tv though,you were either blushing or had a small smile. Thankfully Bam didn’t notice because your knees were in the way. The person that did notice though was Dunn. “I gotta go to the bathroom I’ll be right back” Bam said as he got up. “Ok” you and Ry said simultaneously. After Bam left the room you got a confused look from Ryan. “What’s up with the face Ry?” You asked confused. “Y/N, how come every time Bam’s on the tv you’re smiling?” In your head you knew that Ryan figured out that you had a crush on Bam. You always knew he would and it finally happened. “Ok listen I’ve had a crush on Bam since as long as I could remember and I truly think that he’s perfect and I tried to hide it as long as possible so no one would find out but I just couldn’t this time. I love him more than anyone on this whole damn planet but I just know that he doesn’t feel the same way and just wants to be friends so just don’t tell him. Please Ry I’m begging you to take this to the grave.” You say with tears in your eyes It felt so good to finally tell somebody your feelings. It was like a weight that was lifted off your shoulders. You’ve kept that a secret almost your whole life and you finally let it out. “Wow y/n you really feel that way about me?” You hear a familiar voice say as you quickly turn your head to the door.“Bam I can explain” you say while you start sobbing. He starts walking over to you and sits down in you’re bed next to you. He grabs your hand and interlocks your fingers with his. “You don’t have to explain anything y/n. I love you too” he says “Really?” You say as he wipes tears from your eyes. “Does this answer your question” he says as he kisses you. You’ve wanted this since you were little. He was your first love and you could tell by the way he kissed you, you were his too. He pulls away and you say “That’s a good answer but I think I need another one” you pull him back in for another kiss but this time it was much more intimate,more passionate. “Get a room you two!” Ryan exclaimed grossed out. “We have one asshole get the hell out” Bam yelled at his best friend.“I love you” you said to Bam as Dunn left. “Love you too Princess” he said with the nickname you’ve had since you two met.

#jackass #bam margera #ryan dunn

[aikoiya]

What if the UT Monsters were still racist with humans, even after the Pacifist Ending and Frisk was sick of it?…

Papyrus: That went so fast, we didn’t get a chance to mention you, or say anything about how we-

Frisk: Oh, I think all of you said plenty.

Sans: What do you mean?

Frisk: “Clearly there’s a biological component”? “That some humans may be reverting back to their primitive, savage ways”? Are you serious?

Undyne: We just stated the facts of history. I mean, it’s not like a monster could get as crazy and savage as that.

Frisk: Right. But someone like me could, huh?

Mettaton: Frisk, stop it! You’re not like them.

Frisk: Oh, there’s a them now?!

Alphys: What Mettaton means is, you’re not that kind of human.

Frisk: The kind that needs to have their souls contained in jars?

(The monsters flinch at this.)

The kind that makes you think you need to intimidate, attack or destroy?

(Frisk glares harder.)

Or the kind you need to carry a taser in your lab coat? Yeah, don’t think I didn’t notice that little item the first time we met, Alphys!

(Alphys looks guilty.)

Frisk: So l-let me ask all of you a question: are you afraid of me?

[The monsters stare at Frisk in disbelief and fear.]

Frisk: Do you think I might go nuts? Think I might go savage? You think that I might try to… ATTACK YOU?!

[Undyne summons her spears, Mettaton charges his hands with electricity, Alphys reveals her taser, and the Skeleton Brothers summon their bones.]

Frisk: I knew it… Just when I thought somebody actually believed in me, huh?… Probably best if you don’t have a human as a part of your family.

(Later…)

Mettaton: Wait, listen! I… I know you’ll never forgive us. And I don’t blame you. I wouldn’t forgive us either.

Sans: We’ve had very thick skulls… and we’re sorry.

Frisk: …

Undyne: We were ignorant and irresponsible and small-minded. But both humans and monsters shouldn’t suffer because of our mistakes.

Alphys: We have to fix this, but we can’t do it without you.

Papyrus: And after we’re done… you can hate us. And– [he starts crying; voice breaking] And that’ll be fine, because we were all horrible friends, and we hurt you, and you– And you can walk away knowing that you were right all along. I really am just a dumb bonehead.

[Papyrus continues crying, until Frisk replays his words with a recorder.]

Papyrus: [through recorder] I really am just a dumb bonehead. [rewind] I really am just a dumb bonehead.

Frisk: [turns around and smiles] Don’t worry, Bonehead. I’ll let you erase it… in 48 hours.

[Papyrus tears up with joy; he wipes away his tears as the group slowly walks slowly towards Frisk]

Frisk: All right, get in here.

[The group all hug Frisk, Papyrus still sobbing; Frisk embraces them all back]

Frisk: OK. Oh, you monsters. You’re so emotional. There we go, deep breath… You are standing on my feet though…

Papyrus: Oh! I’m sorry!

---

Exactly! I’d especially want to see them all have to process the fact that they’re all assholes & their thinking is super backward. Individually & in their own ways. I get the feeling that Sans & Undyne would be the most stubborn & take not only the longest, but the most extreme route to realization of their own prejudices.

Also, realizing that even the humans who sealed them away weren’t as bad as they think they were. Think about it. The monsters were defeated & rounded up in such a way that they were all imprisoned in one spot.

If those humans were as evil & merciless as they were described, then why didn’t they just kill all the monsters outright?

I’ve probably said this before & sound like a broken record, but I feel like it’s worth saying again.

#submission #ut #undertale #humans aren't so bad

[spiritualsimtatyana2000]

The Other Woman: Unconditionally

When Carly comes home after a talk with Phil, she sees Amber waiting for her outside. She turns her head from looking at Amber, ignoring her.

“Carly.” said Amber.

“What do you want? Because this is not the time for talking to you right now.” said Carly, continuing walking home without looking at Amber. “We just need to talk.” said Amber. “I don’t need to talk. By the way, you side with Kate all you want to when you said “what’s wrong with me?”.” said Carly, unlocking the door and opening it before looking at Amber with a glare.

As Carly tries to slam her door in Amber’s face, Amber stops the door from closing by pushing it back open with her hand, which surprises Carly with a confused look. Amber closes and locks the door.

“Since when was the first time you pushed the door back?” said Carly. “Look, I know you're as upset with me as I am with you. But it’s not right for you to text Mark in front of Kate. I talked to her, but she goes back to living with him.” said Amber. “And?” said Carly, crossing her arms. “She was brainwashed.” said Amber.

“Well, she can go be with him as long as you side with her in the first place.” said Carly before she goes to fill up her cup with water. “Carly, this has gone too far. I need the information right now and I’m not leaving-.” said Amber, before being interrupted by Carly who slammed down her cup on the table.

“You know what? I don’t think that you're gonna help me anymore!” said Carly, yelling at Amber with Carly’s tears holding in her eyes. “I still do!” said Amber. “No, you don’t, stupid! I wasn’t trying to get Mark to love me, I was thinking about us confronting him together. But instead, you got mad at me! You’re just somebody that I used to know now!” said Carly, yelling at Amber’s face.

Amber’s tears fall from her eyes, crying. “Carly…” said Amber. “Don’t say a word… When you know the difference between me, Kate, and you. And I just want you to be in an honest mood or get out of my life for good if you’re not helping, Not being with Kate in a stupid way, you see she’s being brainwashed, and you know it. If you don’t believe that, I suggest you better tell the truth about yourself being on Kate's side when she walks out. You have 15 seconds to leave my home right now, I don’t give a shit about anything about you anymore.” said Carly, enraged at Amber before going to her bedroom.

Amber looks at Carly walking away from her with a shocking look on her face. In the bedroom, an angry Carly grabs the vase and throws it down on the floor, breaking it. Carly grabs another vase, smashing it to the wall, startling Amber who is standing there and hears the smash. Carly begins to let out her tears, her hand begins to bleed after breaking two vases in anger. She sits on her bed, crying.

Amber comes to the room to see what’s going on, she sees two vases broken and Carly’s bleeding hand. “Carly? Are you… OK?” said Amber. “Just leave me alone, I’m fine.” said Carly, crying, still resentful towards Amber.

“But you’re not fine, I can see your hand is bleeding.” said Amber, sitting on the bed, next to Carly.

“Please, just go. I’ll be fine.” said Carly.

“Listen, I was called stupid and ugly by my fake friend who gossiped about me I was 14 years old, not even knowing that my ‘friend’ was talking bad about me behind my back. I was always by her side until I let her go when my old real friend Florence told me everything about her. First, I didn’t believe Florence about Julia. And then, my real friend told me that she was talking about me behind my back, and I cut ties with Julia and never saw her again. And I apologized to Florence for not believing her. That’s why I sided with Kate like that, maybe you’re right. I am stupid and knew better than this. I remember my aunt told me “Be careful who you hang around with, because you will never know what kind of intentions they have”. When I was 20, an ex-fake friend Julia came to me and my real friend Florence, saying that her boyfriend cheated on her with a friend who was fake to her as well. She was crying. It’s like karma came to her. She apologized to me and Florence, we forgave her, but we can’t be friends with her and wished her good luck. It was the worst mistake that I made being friends with Julia. And I never know what happened to her after that.” said Amber, telling her dark past to Carly.

Carly was still looking down at the floor but listened to Amber’s dark past. “I just don’t like the way you yelled at me like this, it really hurts me to see you in so much anger. I’m sorry that I said what’s wrong with you and sided with Kate. I still care about you, and I love you. If you’re gonna tell me to leave again, I understand and I’ll leave.” said Amber, crying again.

“Amber, wait. Look at me.” said Carly, grabbing Amber’s hand softly. “Carly, I can’t.” Said Amber, in tears as she turned to face Carly. “I forgive you, and I’m sorry for texting Mark in front of you and Kate. And I’m sorry that you got called stupid and ugly, I take it back. You’re not stupid and ugly, because you are the most pretty young thing that everyone loves. You are very precious to me and Kate, I know you didn’t deserve any pain like this. And I can’t let that dark past of yours hurt you again, promise me. I want you to remember that.” said Carly.

Carly and Amber hugged, more than affection. “I’m sorry.” said Carly. “I’m sorry, too.” said Amber. Carly and Amber looked at each other and kissed for the first time. Amber slowly straddles Carly.

“Amber, let’s not tell anyone about our kiss.” said Carly. Amber nodded, Carly’s hand slithered down to grab her butt while being straddled by Amber. “Make love to me… I want you to stay the night.” said Carly.

They kissed the night away, Amber kissed Carly’s slight injured hand while kissing passionately.

“I love you, Amber.” said Carly.

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[a-complex-joke]

The Angel and The Assassin Chapter 4

MASTERLIST

I thought that was the last time I'd see her, I mean I wasn't planning on seeing her in the first place, but I still saved her number on my phone. I continued to work but felt so unfocused, it bothered me that one girl could throw me off so much.

My target that night was eliminated, some rich guy, I don't really remember. That's when it started to rain, I walked back to my apartment soaking wet when I heard someone yell out "Ash" I looked in that direction and saw Amelia, but she wasn't alone there was a guy in front of her and another behind her.

"Hey, What's going on here!" I yelled at them, and they looked at me,

"Nothing man is just escorting this little lady home, so how about you scatter off before somebody gets hurt?" the one in front turned pulling a knife out. "Amelia are you ok," I said to her not giving him a second glance, she laughed slightly

"a little roughed up but could be worse," even now as she is scared for her life, she still tries to make jokes.

"Listen, man, I tried to warn you," the first guy said, going in for a jab with the knife, but stopped staring down the barrel of my gun. "Now how's this, give me the girl and I won't pull the trigger." but They didn't, two bullets later and I was carrying Amelia on my back to my apartment.

"You don't have to carry me, I can walk," she said, trying to convince me.

"I told you it's fine plus I need to work on my weight lifting" I joked with her,

"You smiled! it the first time you've smiled," she said ecstatic,

"I smile just not often," I said.

she laughed, "you should smile more if it works on you".

"So what were you doing around here?" I asked.

"Definitely not trying to find where you live," she answered coyly.

"You really shouldn't get involved with me, You're just a kid"

"Im 17, and I can handle myself fine, thank you very much"

We got back to my apartment not long after, I let her shower, then took mine, when I was dried and dressed I came out to see her staring out the big window at the rain.

she wore some of my old boxers and a large t-shirt, seeing as her clothing was soaked and currently in the dryer." it's coming down now, huh" I say, spooking her. "oh yeah I was just thinking about how I'm going to keep myself dry on my way back to the hotel" she laughed nervously.

"back to the hotel? not in this weather. stay here for the night. I've got one of those couch beds so it's not like I'll be sleeping on some uncomfy couch" I said to her. She sighed looking at me. "you've saved me two times and now you're letting me stay at your place for the night, to say I feel guilty would not fully show my feelings" she laughed a bit upset sounding. "meh it nothing much, id just feel guilty if you were out in the rain more than anything" we sat there quiet for a while "so those guys give you those bruises" I asked "some of them, others are just from banging myself on things, and then anytime my family sees me I might get hit a bit" she said looking down on them.

"your family... you mentioned you not living with them before why did you run away?" She sat there and thought about you for a long time. "one of my brothers has serious anger issues and one day tried to choke me out and my parent literally watching him do it and I had marks on my neck, but they took his side and said I was overreacting, so I packed my bags and left, They live in this town so we run into each other and they're mad that I left so they don't have there little slave" she rolled her eyes.

"Ahh the classic oldest child is only an adult without any of the powerful mindset, so just a maid pretty much," I said.

She laughed "Yup I raised your kids and risked my health and you repay me like this" she half-joked, leaning on me. "Your place is nice, this big window, the bathroom. And the whole aesthetics of it. Feels homey" She just kind of stared up at me, for the first time since we met it seemed like she had no clue what to say.

"You know this totally like one of those badly written lemon fanfics, "i'm in your boxers and the whole there's only one bed trope" she said trying to cut through the awkward silence.

"And what exactly does that mean?"

"Well Lemon is usually meaning smut, the boxers thing is just a common thing the female character ends up wearing for pajamas due to not have any of their own clothes, and the only one bed trope is a way to force the two characters to be close which eventually results in the two confessing their feeling and some time sleeping together in the sexual way"

"Are you saying you want that to happen?"

"What no! I'm just saying if we were two fictional story characters this would be the time when the like 12 year old author would do the forced proximity thing" she said growing red faced.

I laughed.

"Well what would you have said if I said I did want that to happen huh?" she said, getting up in my face.

"Id, say... your way in over your head hun" I pushed her back.

"Fair, so what do we do now, it not even close to a reasonable time to sleep"

"Oh well. I usually just watch tv till I get tired so i guess we could do that"

So we did, episodes after episode of those police and firefighter shows, cuddled up till she fell asleep.

I carried her over to my bed and tucked her in but even half asleep she forced me to craw into bed with her, cuddling up to me.

It didn't feel wrong, it was nice to be snuggled up to someone like that.

The next morning she was gone, left a note saying she had to be at work early. Took her clothes and even started a new load of laundry for me.

I think that's when I knew she'd be a constant part of my life.

[ketchupcaptain]

Downhill (Harry AU Fanfiction) - Chapter Four: Breakout (on Wattpad) *Ellie's POV*

We pulled up to the curb in front of the police station. 

"I'll call you when I need a lift back to the flat," I said, getting out of the car."Just go," Jason said. He's so moody."Bye!" I say singsongingly as I shut my door and jogged toward the entrance. 

I heard the sound of burning rubber behind me, show off.

I flung open the front door and saw an officer sitting at the front desk. "Hi, is there a man by the name of Harry here?""Yeah... Just got here 'bout 30 minutes ago. Are you a sibling or what?" What was I exactly?

"A close friend." I lied. This wasn't the first time I'd fibbed to a police officer, and it wouldn't be the last.

"Come with me." He led me down a hallway to a room with a sign above the door that read, "Holding Cell." That sounds pleasant.

He unlocked the door, and I scanned the room for Harry. Ugh. It smells so gross in here, like a mixture of rotten milk and BO.

I spotted him curled up on a bench towards the corner of the room. His beauty shone like a lighthouse across this disgusting shithole of a room.

I glanced down at his giant hands. All I could do was think about the feeling of his hands on my body and how I wanted them to touch me again.

The officer opened the door and told me I had five minutes, so I quickly scurried across the room, being careful not to touch anything... or anyone for that matter.

I sat next to him on the bench and stared at him for a couple of seconds. He was so ruggedly handsome and so so so tall.

I wanted to climb his chiseled body like a wild monkey climbing a tree in the Amazon rainforest.

I tapped his shoulder, "Harry..." He didn't move. My stomach flipped at the thought of him being dead. I shook him, "Harrrryyyy. Come on now."His eyes blinked open, and he jumped backward, almost falling off the bench. "What the- wait, why are you here? You shouldn't have followed me here."

"Harry... listen. I need to fess up for stealing that dress... I can't keep letting you take the blame."He looked at me coldly, "I don't even know what your name is or your story or anything." He was clearly flustered and still had that deep, groggy morning voice. 

God, he was attractive.

"I'm Ellie, and that's all you need to know. Now, c'mon, let's get you out of here." He took my hand, which kinda surprised me.

"Well, Ellie. I think you might be a little bit of an idiot because getting caught stealing a dress is a crime, and somebody's gotta do the time."

"I woulda bloody gotten away with it if you didn't start chasing after me!" I shouted with fury. This apparently stirred up some commotion because all the prisoners looked over at us."All this is over some stupid dress; you should really learn some manners, young lady," he said as I gave him the stink eye.

I wanted to be mad at him but every time he looks at me with those eyes I get butterflies, and I have the sudden urge to smile.

"Ohh, right, because you are just Mr. Perfect... it's not like you have a squeaky clean track record either." 

He looked up at me with guilty eyes, "What the hell are you talking about? You don't even know me."

I heard the door creak open, and the guard stepped in. "Ok, you two. Your five minutes is up."I started to stand up and walk to the door, but then Harry grabbed my wrist.

"Wait, don't leave me. Not yet."

AN: Do you like Ellie as a person? How about Harry? More to come soon, so be sure and follow me for more updates.

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[castle-dominion]

c2x17 tick tick tick...

RC: ask me why I’m here KB: I ask myself that every day

Ryan’s jacket again looks like one Dirk Gently (or my gay uncle who lives in australia) would wear

She’s so right, it is not her, but since it was Heavily based on her she Should get a say in who plays her. My family has discussed this many times. 

This was one of the first episodes I had seen. Actually, it was the last one I’d seen before never watching castle again because we only had four episodes on our TV. Then we got the DVD set & FINALLY I got to see the second part. Yay for two-part episodes...

MR: “you are not another man, besides, I trained you!” (so true bestie) (also, another point for the “rick castle is trans” AUs)

RC: they spell something,, they spell... Kinki :}

I love music sm. I know a fiddle song called calliope house that I can play in four keys & on any string.

Second intro ^-^ I am going to keep this post I think.

Oh right the fbi. I mean cooperation & acab & gizmos & all that good stuff.

He’s like a kid. Excited. Playing with this stuff.  Girl it is BETTER to have a machine to do the work, it is faster, it doesn’t matter.  Rick, ew, you have Nikki Heat & someone called “Rook” (which will get you killed in a chess club if you call it a “castle”) & it’s literally just RPF & you make em have sex. Come on bro, you know the BS she already deals with as a female cop in the early 00s? (& IG 2010s)

Yeah bud the animation sure works like that & it’s just that easy

Agent Shaw & Castle really are a lot like beckett & castle.

She could have said “I will come with one person as backup, I cannot come alone, but I will somewhat respect your wishes” maybe?

I like shaw. We have more people than you do, our goal is to catch the killer. You need to get some rest, I’m a mom, I know that.

“Aha, one of your old wedding videos” he says, about martha rodgers the actress fighting with a guy in a monster costume

OH NO I FORGOT ABOUT THAT PART, DOES HE DROP THE BODY OUTSIDE THE DOOR? no wait I think it’s castle. She keeps her gun in a drawer? In Canada you need to have guns locked up, on the farm we would actually keep the gun but lock up the bullets. She doesn’t have it on her, she doesn’t have it locked up, she has it halfway in between?

Yeah data & gadgets are so cool & like... Granted, she does envy that he listens to shaw.

“I will have you know that I sleep with a gun” IS SHE OK? how do you even do that? Is it like bed knife from markiplier?

I like how he just made himself at home & went through her cupboards & all that. Though I’m sad she mostly orders in. It is not /so/ hard to meal prep on sundays,, at least for lunches & then you could order dinner... or maybe you make supper every night (that you are free) & take leftovers to lunch daily. It surprises me how much people don’t cook...

“there’s a body out there I need to find” comedic timing

Ryan how is that relevant??? XD XD ryan chill “what time did you & mr castle go to bed last night?”

Lanie (& literally everyone): So cute the way you do that

It’s neat seeing castle wearing normal clothing instead of his usual style

JS: Ok sweetie, Mommy has got to go arrest somebody now, I’ll be home for dinner. I love you, bye. So cute ^u^

Spoilers for the next episode: Ok but even after watching this I don’t understand. He shot the gun, where did the bullet go? The gunshot is what told the fbi to go in, & he definitely did shoot the gun, but how would it work? Ben conrad had to have been dead on the ground & set up before Scott shot. Once scott fired, he ran & hid in the hidey hole & let the pigs find the body. Where did he shoot?

two-floor apartments are so weird to me. I once stayed in a penthouse mansion in japan four times as big as the floors below, but... it was the entire floor, not double-leveled. 

Ok but this trigenerational household is so great!

No but listen. When you shoot a gun or loose an arrow, you usually use the hand that correlates to your dominant eye. I’m left-eye dominant (ish) but right-handed, I learned to shoot with my right hand, & I Really Really Suck. Ben Conrad might have been mixed handed in that way, writing with his left, shooting with his right. Except for them seeing him in the window that is.

Ooh I love a landline -u-

Sure bestie cuz that’s how it worked.

I actually just remembered, I DID see another episode after this on network TV, but it was way in the future & beckett said “I still don’t have a house” & I’m like ‘so she did survive & her home did get blown up, huh’

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