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violetszone · 6 months

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Charles' crush

Charles x sainz!fem!reader

Summary: Y/N is Carlos's little sister who is like a ball of sunshine sweet to everyone one and Charles had a massive crush on her and always shy when she’s near and always runs away when she try’s to talk to him because he doesn’t want to make a fool out of him self. This makes her sad thinking he doesn’t like her and Daniel and max get angry cause they are bestfriends with her and give Charlie so hard time.

WARNINGS: no proof read

A/n: I don't even remember when I wrote this, I probably wrote it very badly, I will check and fix it later xoxo

"Oh my god look at her!” Charles screamed internally. He couldn't take his eyes off Y/N Sainz. As the girl walked through the paddock, smiling and greeting everyone, Charles watched her with admiration from where he stood. Seeing his gaze turn away, Max and Daniel next to him looked at each other and then at where Charles focused. When they saw Y/N approaching them, they smiled and waved. This girl was their close friend and they valued her.

Charles panicked when he saw Y/N smiling at him and approaching them. He spoke without turning to the people next to him: "She's coming here, why is she coming here, oh, what am I going to do, damn it?" Daniel frowned and looked at Charles, "What are you talking about? she is Y/N! She is always with us. This kid is starting to act weird." While Charles was holding his breath nervously, Max laughed at Daniel and at that moment, Y/N approached them "Hi guys, how are you?" She spread energy to the environment with all her joy and that beautiful smile.

Daniel and Max hugged you, this time you turned to Charles and looked at him, he was just looking at you and didn't do anything. So you just nodded to him "How are you Charles?" He said something like "I'm fine" you smiled and he stopped looking at you. Even though you felt bad , you didn't show it Charles mumbled something and quickly left your side. You folded my arms over my chest "I don't understand, he is so good and loving to everyone, what did I do to him? Why does he hate me?" Daniel and Max watched Charles leave "I don't think that you are the problem, come on Y/N everyone loves you" Max said patting her shoulder. While Daniel was still looking after Charles with one eyebrow raised, Max tried to be subtle and hit Daniel's arm. Daniel quickly looked at you and smiled. "yes y/n don't be ridiculous Charles gets distracted sometimes I'm sure it has nothing to do with you" you bit the inside of your cheek and looked at them.

"I don't know, it happens like this every time, he either snaps at me or walks away from me like this." You tried not to think too much, but you were feeling down. "Anyway, I have to go, you also have work to do, see you later, okay?" You left Max and Daniel and walked through the paddock to find your brother.

After you left, Daniel and Max went to Charles, he was sitting alone behind the ferrari horpurality, watching the ground. Daniel sat next to Charles. "What's the matter, buddy, why are you acting like that to Y/N? The girl thinks you hate her." Charles looked at Daniel in shock. "H-hate? Oh no no no no.I...I don't hate her. "How could anyone hate her? She's so kind, sweet and thoughtful, and her smile, my god, she always smells so good-" His cheeks turned red again when he thought about her. Max gently pushed Charles's head "dumbass. You like her but you make the girl sad. I thought you were smarter than that"

Charles rubbed his face nervously, "I didn't mean to upset her. She's just so nice and I don't want to make a fool of myself in front of her." Daniel put a hand on Charles' shoulder, "If you keep running away from her, you'll make her even more upset.At least chat with her a little.You should have seen her face when she said she thought you hated her. Don't hurt our girl man, she is the sweet little Y/N of all of us.Let's do it this way, come with us, she'll probably come back our side when she sees us, that way you won't be alone with her all the time and she'll know you don't hate her, come on." Charles found what Daniel said logical, but of course he didn't know that Daniel would not implement this plan.

Max, Daniel and Charles came towards where you were. You were sitting alone in the cafe. Max and Daniel quickly sat down. Charles remained standing. Daniel spoke quickly. "How hot is the weather. Charles, you were going to buy us drinks from the other side of the paddock. Right!" He said, pressing the word 'from the other side'. You looked at them incomprehensibly, this time Max spoke, "Well, he has two hands, how can he carry three drinks, look luckily YN's coffee is finished" you frowned cause it wasn't finished, "Come on YN, go get us drinks with Charles, we have some business with Daniel, we will be here anyway."

Even though Charles started to blush, this time he had nowhere to run. Y/N frowned but got up and walked next to Charles. Max and Daniel smiled slyly and waved after them as they walk away.Max took a sip of Y/N's unfinished coffee and turned to Daniel "Good job, man." Daniel laughed. "If he hurts that girl again, I'll kill Charles before her brother does." Max frowned "Does Carlos know?" Daniel looked at him as if to say 'Are you serious?' "Come on, it's obvious from a mile away that Charles likes her." Max shrugged and continued to watch the duo walk away with pleasure.

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pure-oddity · 2 months

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Worth the Trouble

Simon/Ghost x Mean!fem!Reader

Warnings: slightly toxic? Reader is verbally mean and ghost Def manipulates the situation so he can have the missus come see him. PiV , Smut MDNI

“Heard LTs lost it, goin around on a rampage.”

“Just about near it. Price thinks he's injured and trying to downplay it. Won't tell him much aside from ‘I'm fine’. Hell for all we know hes just got a man-cold”

“Ach, the poor bastard”

Gaz snorts and continues with the next set, Soap checks for signs of struggle or strain before continuing (a dutiful gym buddy)

“Heard he blew some recruits ear out.”

“Think he backed out entirely, can't blame him - if I weren't already knee deep in this shit I'd tuck tail and run from Ghost”

“You n me both. Well. I did always have a taste for trouble. Probably woulda sought him out and he mighta strangled me.” he muses happily imagining his Lt tossing him around.

“Surprised he hasn't already “ gaz laughs, his eyes determined through the final pushes.

Soap laughs at that, thinks his lt has gotten close once or twice.

“Don't worry much about it though” gaz grunts.

Soap meets gaz's eye, watches a bead of sweat trickle down into his hair line.

“Why not?”

“Captain says he's calling in the secret weapon. Going nuclear.”

“The fuck is that supposed to mean?” Johnny questions, thinks of what could possibly be nuclear in regards to Ghost.

“Dunno. But I guess we'll find out.” Gaz finishes, setting the bar back in place and sitting up with a groan. He gives a sniff to his shirt and audibly gags.

“Yea that's rank, you wanna hit the showers?”

“Sayin I stink Garrick?”

“Sayin we should hit the showers”

“Cheeky cunt”

Soap follows his fellow Sargent to freshen up in the shower block, a stealthy sniff to his armpit solidifying his choice in joining.

The issue of the ornery Lieutenant momentarily forgotten.

—----------

He always knew price had an easy time with the ladies, but to parade one around so freely - a young woman at that?

“Well well, did price finally let you out his basement? I knew he had a pretty bird caged away somewhere!”

He reaches out a rugged palm and his smile is all boyish charm.

“Names Soap, nice to meet you bonnie”

She doesn't respond and doesn't move to shake his hand. Her arms remain seated within pockets of the leather jacket she adorns. Just continues to chew a wad of gum, sizing him up like one would an enemy. She looks bored, mildly annoyed.

He can't feel too upset over the snuff, the ample amount of cleavage on display makes up for it.

“Not the sociable type? No problem, work with one of those - I'll break you down”

She looks at price now, who - soaps noticing - looks like he swallowed a lemon laced with depression.

“MacTavish. This young lady is not my bird - lovely as she is - but she is the solution to our problem.”

For once Soap is speechless. Realization kicking in suddenly and with a force so strong his jaw drops.

“.....is that why he's pissed?? Lads gone without a bit of pussy and he's lost the plot? “

“MacTavish”

“Just sayin! Sorry lass, don't mean to be crude” he does mean to be crude actually. He is crude, but usually he waits till the second date before parading that fact around.

“......let's just get this over with. Fuckin bullshit for you to pull me out here. again” She grosses, looking miffed.

“Right, yes. Again, I do sincerely apologize- I wouldn't if I had another option”

“You're his captain, just order the fucker to act right” She scolds him, dissaproval evident in how she sizes him up.

“Unfortunately my lieutenant is a master of malicious compliance. Sweet as sugar with me, but a menace to anyone else.”

She sighs something resigned and annoyed. He watches as she blows a small bubble and pops it with a sharp click. Her brows scrunched and nose wrinkled into a sneer.

“Are…are you actually here to - do I get something like this if I start throwing a fit?!”

He eyes the woman next to his captain as she walks past him, seemingly familiar with the layout of the building.

“MacTavish. Shut up.”

“Yes sir.”

A brief pause

“Is it cause he's a lieutenant? Do I need to be a lieutenant?”

“Give me 50 Sargent MacTavish “

“Yes sir.”

He drops quickly and works through the 50, counting quickly before springing back up and towards the direction his captain and mystery woman left. He catches up to the tail end of their conversation.

“-he won't come out”

“really. Have you tried, I don't know, kicking the door in?”

“No. A bit extreme don't you think?”

He watches as she walks to the door, examines it, and he thinks ‘no, no way’. Watches as she turns and braces herself against the doorframe and thinks ‘Oh she's insane’ as she picks her foot up and slams it back against the door with a solid thump.

She gets 4 in, he notices the damage to the door grows steadily - the odd tinge of arousal at the unhinged behavior of this woman.

Feels his stomach drop to his knees when the door is thrust open and she's dragged inside the darkness.

The door is hardly shut when the screaming begins.

His captain waits patiently while he looks towards him and the door.

His LT is loud but she's managed to be louder. He can't make much out from how fast everything is said, muffled through the slightly askew door

“-acting like a fucking toddler!”

While this isn't his particular brand of dirty talk, he supposes it makes sense for the ghost to want a heavier hand.

Too heavy, it would seem. The loud thump is jarring, enough so that he springs towards the door. Price grabs him, handles him into his side with a fierce look and a sternly mouthed ‘no’

The screaming had stopped. The silence is deafening. Johnny thinks at least one of them is dead. A woman that crazy probably wouldn't go down that easy, even against a ghost.

His body flinches when the door opens, he expects a limp hand to flop out horror movie style- heavily surprised to find the lass perfectly intact, not a hair out of place.

He peeks in the open doorway to see Ghost knelt in a way that can only be described at revenant. He sits at her feet, face pressed to her stomach while he clutches her body to him. she has a hand on each of his shoulders and glares down like an angry God.

“We'll be in the infirmary captain, he's got an infection. Stupid fuck.” She slips from Ghosts grasp with some struggle, swatting at clutching hands as she commands him “up”

Ghost, much like his namesake,rises like the dead and slinks out of the shadows of his room and into the light. He looks, oddly pleased(downright giddy) for a guy just pronounced a ‘stupid fuck’.

He watches as the fury marches towards the medbay, her hellhound shadow tight on her heels - might have even carried her if she didn't look as rabid as she did.

“Captain?”

“That's Doll, Johnny. Ghosts leash, and Simon's keeper. Try to annoy her less yea? She sends ghost after you and there'll be fuck all I can do to stop him.”

“Heard…..doll? Really? I think of a doll, I think sweet and porcelain. Not, pissy with a heavy heaping of crazy. She looks like the type to cut brake lines.”

“Yea well, just don't let her know which car is yours and you'll be fine.”

“Sure she won't just cut them all?”

He sighs, something heavy and worn.

“I'm hoping she's forgotten where we keep them.”

—-------

“Hi just him today, thanks.”

“Oh um, and you are?” Doctor Nicole has seen a lot. Hasn't seen this yet. Might see more if spouses were more common on base.

“Im his voice currently. And his brain. He's not smart enough to use either on his own to tell you about his infection. Left leg, by the way.”

“Oh well. Oh. Um. I - I'll have you hop up on the bed then lieutenant! I'll take a look and. And fix that.”

He doesn't move, stares at the woman(his voice and brain, apparently) like she's the only one in the room - in the world.

His world groans and throws her head back - he chuffs.

“Listen to the fucking doctor , on the bed. Now.”

His steps are heavy and solid as he seats himself on the edge of the bed. Thighs spread and hands limp between his legs. He looks like a hunched beast eyeing his next meal.

The doctor finds that having her keep his attention is better than having it herself.

“Well. Uh, left you said?”

“Yeah. Calf area - knife probably? Something sharp.”

“Well then, uh , lieutenant? Are you able to, to roll your pant leg up for me to see? Or is the pain too severe?” she prods gently, he doesn't respond.

“Roll up your pants.” like a marionette with strings tightly wrapped around her fingers, he moves to roll up his jeans to reveal the sickly wound.

“Oh yeah definitely an infection. Odd for you lieutenant, usually you're better at catching this.”

The woman scoffs and slumps in her seat. He leans towards her as she sends him a scathing look.

“He's a fucking man child. Threw a tantrum to get what he wanted and now he's being pampered.”

“Mhm.” The affirmation is the most sound he's made since coming in here.

“Well I'll just. I'll just get this taken care of” Nicole stumbles put, feeling like an intruder.

“ ‘Priciate that doc. Don't be afraid to make it hurt.” Her tone is tinged with sadistic hope.

“Oh I. I'd never intentionally hurt someone under my care - that's unethical “ the military may not be the most ethical, but she's damn sure going to try to be.

“Pity. He'd deserve it, letting it get this bad-willingly might I add.” She snips at him , face scrunched.

He hums something delighted, and the doctor wonders if she should order a psych evaluation. Remembers the 141 are notorious for dodging said evals and dismisses the thought entirely.

If he likes when women are mean and degrade him, that's his business.

He sits still, moving only when told by the woman in the chair who's now playing on her phone.

He stares at her intently, glares at the phone occasionally. The doctor finishes quickly, grateful that the infection was only in its earliest of stages.

“Okay so I'm prescribing a round of antibiotics, I noticed that you have an allergy to penicillin so I'm giving you doxycycline." She writes the perscriptipn down quickly, grabs a bottle stocked preemptively for cases like this.

"Take it with a meal twice a day every 12 hours until the bottle is empty. Come back within a few days just to make sure it's progressing and then again when the bottle is empty.” She types in a quick series of notes notating the lieutenants upcoming appointments.

“He'll be here. I'll make sure of it” there's a bitter edge to the woman's words, the doctor wonders how anyone could stand to be with someone so angry.

“God I hope you do” ghost groans out, threat either going over his head or straight to his crotch.

The doctor flinches, forgetting the lieutenant capable of speech.

“Well thanks for the help. I'll be getting him back to his captain.” the woman hops up and walks towards the door.

“Oh uh, have a g-good one!”

She smiles politely, drops it quickly when she eyes the once again silent wraith behind her

“Let's go, it would be rude to make your captain wait.”

He nods and follows along after her, like a deformed elongated shadow.

An odd couple, the doctor muses. But not the oddest she's seen. Not even the weirdest.

Another soldier bursts in, she hears the words ‘snake bite’ and ‘penis’, wishes she was stuck back with the ghost and his guide.

—-------

“You alright then, lieutenant? Everything sorted?”

“Affirmative sir. I've got the prescription, doc cleaned me up and changed my bandage. “

“Good. Thank you for coming, Doll.”

“He only acts like this because you let him, you know.”

“I do. But sometimes it's easier to go along the path of least resistance. Trying to argue with a stubborn mut, or handle the fury of his actual commanding officer? I'll take you anyday love.” He finishes with a purr, noting the sudden tenseness in Ghosts shoulders.

“Careful, might put thoughts in a girl's head if you keep talking like that.” She notices too, but eggs the poor lieutenant on - smile a touch cruel.

“Oh? That all it takes? Not a fan of Mactavish then?” semi-joking now. He'd be a liar if he said having a pretty woman snark up at him didn't effect him at all.

“Prefer waking up with mouthful of English breakfast personally. Speaking of-” She turns towards ghost, her face still cold and indifferent as always.

“I'll be in your room. I'll only be here another hour and then I'm gone. Why don't you see if your captain can find it in his heart to dismiss you early”

She smiles something sharp and sinful, takes off in a run that makes Ghost body jolt - he looks like a junkyard dog choking himself on the end of his lead trying to get a bone just out of reach.

“Captain. May I be dismissed.”

“Well-”

“Captain.”

“Simon”

“Captain price, may I please be dismissed, sir”

There's a desperate edge john isn't used to. Something rabid, something hungry. A darkness kept caged wriggling through iron bars.

“dismissed, lieutenant “

The ghost breaks off into a sprint, and the hunt is on. Price can't think too much about how it ends, his trousers already too tight at his twinge of interest.

Similar shades of fucked up, the both of them.

—----

He's panting in your ear, groaning as his hips slap against and bruise your ass.

“fu-fuck. Come on, give it to me. Show me you're- fuck! Show me you're worth all the fuckin trouble - Oh god, simon!” You can't help but scream, hope he doesn't have neighbors.

His pace is mind-numbingly good, making up for the dry start in the beginning. Prepped just enough to fit him but not enough for the ache to be avoided. But he knows your body thoroughly , and with a few well aimed thrusts and a circles of your clit you're dripping down your own AND his thighs.

A mess on his bedsheets - he thinks of it as a present for later, you think you spoil him.

He fucks you like an animal, unhinged and hurried- like he's worried you'll get up and leave, worried you'll realize he's not worth the trouble.

He pins you further under his weight and changes the angle - groans at your wail of ecstasy .

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! You - you better not pull this shit again. I - I let you keep this fuckin job -please don't stop- let you play hero but -oh god, oh god - but don't-”

You gasp, moan something pained and drawn out as you come again along his rigid cock - muffling a scream into his pillow as he grinds up into the sensitive spots in your cunt to draw your orgasm out further.

“k-keep this shit up toy soldier, see how quick I put you back in the box!” You snarl , glaring at him over your shoulder. He groans deep and slams as deep as he can, unloading against the deepest parts of your hole.

He's still hard when he slips from you, wrangling you onto your back before slipping back in. Your legs fit nicely on his shoulders, and you're grateful for your flexibility.

You scoff. “can't cum lookin at a skull , switch to another one or take it off - might have a chance of getting me off then” you wonder how mean he'll be, wonder if he'll actually stop to find a different mask.

Dont have wonder long as he's quick to throw the whole thing off. The black grease around his eyes is streaked from the sweat - hair plastered to his forhead. He looks happy to see you.

“not - not bad! Might be worth all this after- after-after!” You buffer aloud. Like a skipping record, you'd be humiliated if it didn't feel as good as it does.

In fact. You should be mad at his constant interruptions, but he's persistent on fucking through your cunt and into your brain.

“Tell me. Tell me dolly. Tell me sweet heart. I'm worth the trouble, yeah? I'm your trouble right? Gonna keep coming back, keep coming on my cock?” He says it like he doesn't exist somewhere in your rib cage nearest to your heart. Like you don't already live in his.

“Yes, yes!” You promise, the one you will die before you break.

“Yes what?" He implores, a steady chant of 'keep me, keep me, keep me' running through his head.

“To all of it you fuck! Yes! All mine, my cock, my headache, my brute - fuck!” your own mind proclaiming that you'll keep him 'forever, forever, forever"

You're crying now, overstimulated tears as your thighs quiver on his shoulders.

“Yeah. Yeah. All yours, n' you're mine. All fuckin mine. Not Prices and not fuckin Johnnys” he snarls, bitter and possessive.

“Gotta act up, gotta cause a mess. Can't get you here otherwise. “ he continues, pace consistent to further along your impending ruin.

It's getting hard to keep up with the banter. Hate how he's still capable of talking while you're becoming goo.

“J-just fuckin wait till you're off deployment! Fuck!”

“Nu-uh, get too tight n mean when I do. Have to drag you here to give you your fix so you're sweet when I get home. You're my sweet girl right?” He coos mockingly.

You don't respond. too busy clawing red ribbons into his back.

“Right?” He punches your cervix now, enough to make you choke and bite into the meat of his shoulder.

You bite hard. Harder when he moans. You lick at the indents and nose into the hammering pulse at his neck.

You can tells he's close with how his tempo gets thrown off, how his huffs louder. Having forgiven him for making you drive all this way, you give the dog a well earned bone.

“Yours, your sweet girl. You just need to work for it a bit hm? You don't mind huh big guy? My big guy?” You whisper into his ear, whine into it in a way you know drives him crazy.

He comes with a shout, one you know the whole fucking base heard. You're too fucked out to care much, especially when the brute lakes down and settles his weight on you with a contented sigh.

He hums, a touch demanding and you roll your eyes. You rub a hand gently up and down his torn back, scratching gently at his scalp to feel his heavy sigh of contentment.

“You gonna take care of yourself now? Got everything out your system?”

He hums, tone non-committal - fucker. As long as price has your number, as long as the ghost stays restless - you'll be called in eventually. Not a matter of 'if', but 'when".

Thankfully you don't mind being the nuclear option. Not much anyway. Especially if this is what it gets you. A moment of peace, skin pressed against skin - soft breaths evening out against your collarbone.

'Yea', you think. 'He's worth the trouble.'

(End notes: the thump that was heard was actually Simon falling to his knees. Dude goes from 0-100 when it comes to love so he either ghosts(hehe) you or worships you.)

#simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #odd stories #simon riley smut #simon likes them a lil mean #it makes fucking them sweet taste better #also he just seems the type to enjoy letting some snippy little thing boss him around a lil #just a lil #fem reader

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yanderelinkeduniverse · 7 months

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I'm not sure if you've been asked this before, but could you do the chain with a reader that is very much NOT built for the outside world?? (ie has asthma, hayfever, and all the works that werent an issue back in their modern world...) if the chain is too much, than maybe specifically just wild or twilight haha. thank you so much if this is possible! I'm a new fan, but these characters have infested my brain lmao

Oh honey they would be on you 24/7 and I mean that literally.

Admittedly, they’ll each be slightly irritated with this situation, they don’t hold any ill will towards you having someone who isn’t suited for traveling or combat accompanying them isn’t making their job any easier.

But as time goes on and bonding happens, when their blossoming feelings start edging into obsessive devotion, they have some…realizations.

For one, you’re just so delicate, even in your own world you were faced with specific burdens that others just weren’t. And while these burdens may have been alleviated by things from your own world, in theirs you struggle greatly.

So of course this sparks the already existing fear of you leaving because they’re smart enough to know that you want to go back. And they understand, why wouldn’t you wish to return a place with remedies you couldn’t find in theirs?

But where they once felt slightly burdened by your presence, now they are burned by your absence. You occupy every their every waking thoughts and at night they’re blessed with dreams of you.

At this point it feels like their hearts beat just for you.

Suffice it to say, they aren’t willing to let you go, not in the slightest. So they overcompensate by making it so you don’t have to lift a finger.

When in battle you are their first priority, protecting each other or themselves be damned. No hard feelings though since everyone is on the same page about this.

And lets say you get winded easily when walking with the group.Don’t worry, Twilight always has a spot for you on Epona and if on the off chance he doesn’t then he’s totally willing to just carry you.

A little too willing at some points since you’re pretty sure he nearly got into a fist fight with the Captain over who got to carry you one time…

Any and all chores you previously did as a part of the routine set up in the group have been pushed aside onto the other, more willing boys. Particularly Wind, Wild, and Hyrule since those three have always wanted to impress you and have you look at them and only them and say you’re proud of them, preferably accompanied by a kiss-

Plus, you’ll have a buddy in Sky who can relate to your issues and is always there for you whenever you need someone to vent to about your frustrations.

Sometimes you feel bad for pulling him away from the others to talk about your problems, but you don’t see the side eye he gives the others and the way his lips curl into a triumphant smile.

Whenever you share the former thought with him though, he always brushes off your concern and just says that he wants you to be happy and seeing you feel a bit more calm after venting makes him more joyful than you can imagine. You don’t owe him anything, just keep letting him hold your hands while you talk and he’ll be fine~

All in all, they just want you to see this world as more appealing than your own. You won’t need to worry about your health when they’re around to take care of you, nor would you become stressed because of job or school.

They’ll handle everything and take care of you, all you need to do is stay.

#linked universe #yandere linked universe #acrylic answers #yandere linked universe x reader #lu wind #lu twilight #lu warriors #lu wild #lu sky #linked universe x reader

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starfxkr · 2 months

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HIII im back :3 (i sent the thing abt the pope playlist!!) I wanted to ask if u think the girls (pup, kitten, foxy, bunny) wld have pets?? and if so, what pets and what wld their names b? i saw ur post abt kitten (I think) having a pet snake n i was just curious of the others !!

omg i love ur page sooo much i literally keep coming back every so often to see if u posted again bc UR MY FAV ACC EVER !!!! U literally got me into obx omg. n i wanted to ask if i cld be 🌈 anon?? i don’t think isaw it on ur list :p

firstly ty so much I love that I got you into the show because it has taken over my life I feel like a middle schooler again LMAOOO but I'm so glad you like my page

but yea!! I actually have thought about this soooo much

foxy has a pet snake that will almost always be around in some way like he's on her head or around her neck when her was small now he p much chills on her arm. probably named after her fav artist or something strange like a food or a random word because he was just "test subject" for a while. she has a ball python her grandma hates because she's super religious but he's actually so cute and sweet? who knew? pope was geeked to see she had a snake and she told him to calm down like it was common to have a snake she's a strange lady.

kitten is the only one to have a pet that matches her namesake. she has this mean grey cat she found as a stray when she was a few days old. literally heard her crying in the dumpster and crawled in to get her and skipped school to take her home. her number 1 napping buddy they be cuddled tf up. probably named after some obscure horror movie character. or she named her prince because she thought she was a boy at first. jj never had an issue with her cat being mean though, first day he came over he picked her up like a baby like it was nothing lol. the only cat he likes bc he's very much a dog person.

pup has like a hugeeee goldfish tank of ranchu goldfish specifically but she only has about 3-4 of them. she wanted enough that they could be social. very meticulous about them and it just really lights up her room and adds to that relaxed vibe. she's named all of them after her fav snacks. john b can't resist reaching his hand in to hold them (she says its ok she does it all the time) because he never saw fish like that before.

bunny absolutely has a little yorkie named something super cutesy but not dumb either? like she walked a fine line. but her pet is the newest compared to the other girls! she wasn't allowed pets growing up so rafe got her a dog for her birthday. he complains about him allll the time but is the first to carry him around the house or have him in his lap LOL. she loves her stinky little dog so much and has a whole corner of her room dedicated just to him. his bed looks so comfy she's jealous of it

#✨.txt #🌈 anon #fox!reader #kitten!reader #puppy!reader #bunny!reader #visuals

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prettyboybuckley · 10 months

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30, for buddie please?

hi anon ❤️ thank you for the prompt! exhaustion got to me so it took me a little while to write it, but I hope you like it!

from the soft prompts: ‘this is my husband/wife/girlfriend/boyfriend/partner etc.’

Eddie never really figured out how to introduce Ana as his girlfriend without feeling awkward. It didn't surprise him at the time, because he'd felt the same about introducing Shannon as his wife, for a long time, at least.

So he'd always assumed that was kind of the norm. That he'd always feel awkward introducing his partner, or that maybe that's how most people feel doing that, even.

In hindsight, that was a stupid thing to assume, probably.

The point is that when he and Buck start dating - and holy shit, they're actually dating - he expects it to be as awkward as it's always been. Perhaps even more awkward, considering that yes, this is Buck, but he's also never dated a guy before. He's never introduced anyone to his boyfriend before.

(Well, that's not entirely true, but those were all people that already knew Buck. It wasn't so much introducing Buck as it was telling those people that they were dating now.)

And then comes the PTA meeting.

Eddie doesn't particularly like PTA meetings, they are long and boring and half the shit that gets discussed is pretty much trivial. He goes anyway because he cares about his son's education, and it's polite to show his face and interact with the other parents.

He doesn't expect Buck to see it on the calendar on the fridge, turn to him with a bright but somewhat hesitant smile, and ask: "Can I come with?"

"Yeah, of course," Eddie answers without even having to think about it for too long. It'll be much more fun with Buck by his side.

The realization that he's going to have to introduce Buck to all these parents - at least the ones that haven't met him before - doesn't cross his mind until they're already getting out of the car in the school parking lot.

It's probably a good thing that it doesn't, or he would’ve been all up in his head about it. As it is, he freezes right there next to the car, watching couples and single parents alike make their way into the school.

"You alright?" Buck's voice sounds, suddenly right next to him. He must have walked around the car while Eddie was lost in thought. Buck's hand slips into his, tangling their fingers together.

"I'm fine, just thinking. C'mon, let's go."

He pulls Buck along to the school entrance, greeting some parents he vaguely recognizes along the way. Once inside, they follow the directions to the gym, and it's only when they're there that Eddie finally pauses. His hand is still wrapped tightly around Buck's, and he has no intention of letting go, but that also means that someone is going to notice.

"Eddie, hi!" someone says, and he turns around too quickly, pulling Buck along and making him stumble a bit. See, there's the awkwardness already. It's Katie's mom, Jennifer, who Eddie has talked to on multiple occasions. He's pretty sure she tried to flirt with him in the beginning, though he isn't sure why she stopped. "I see you've brought someone along this time?"

This is usually where it gets awkward, where Eddie stutters out an introduction and embarrasses himself and his partner in the process.

But this time he follows Jennifer's gaze to look at Buck, and he finds Buck smiling at him, soft and so damn happy, as if there's nowhere he'd rather be than here at this PTA meeting with Eddie, and it's not awkward at all.

"Yeah, this is my boyfriend, Buck," Eddie replies, only taking his eyes off Buck at the end of it, and he pulls Buck a little closer as he smiles at Jennifer. "Figured it wasn't fair that he's only been getting the fun parts of raising a kid now that we finally got our shit together."

He and Jennifer both laugh at the indignant squawk Buck lets out at that, and Eddie only grins wider when he stumbles because of the little shove Buck gives him with his shoulder. It's not as if he's in any danger of falling when they're still holding hands, and as soon as he's stabilized himself again, he's pressed right back along Buck's side.

Buck is grinning, too, when Eddie looks at him, and he allows himself a moment to get lost in his boyfriend's eyes. Turns out that didn't feel awkward at all, it simply felt right.

"Just kidding, we both know you've been helping with the less fun parts all this time, too." He pauses for a moment, then turns back to Jennifer. "Now, Jen, have you heard any good gossip lately?"

Next to him, Buck snorts, and Eddie is going to get teased later for caring about gossip in the first place, but he's pretty sure that his boyfriend listens just as attentively while Jennifer tells them of the rumor she heard about two of the teachers hooking up.

#oh look the mailman came by!#anon.tag #buddie #soft prompts #gary writes prompts #evan buckley #eddie diaz #911 fic #buddie fic

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thevestigeofvanillaan · 1 year

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Have Mine Instead.

billy hargrove x babysitter!reader.

content: smut, praise, breeding, belly bulge, pretty vanilla, slight age gap, reader has daddy issues.

background: working for a woman who works two jobs and shared custody of her child with a man under the name "billy hargrove" was weird. especially since you remember an old senior at your highschool who had that name when you were just a freshman.

"Alright, Billy should be here in a few minutes. Erm. Oh! Here's your check, I'm so sorry. It's two hundred since I forgot last week." She sounds overwhelmed, moving as she's in a rush.

"It's okay ma'am, truly. I don't mind. I know how it is having a struggle for money like that, you know that you don't need to pay me that much." I place a loving hand on her shoulder and smile.

"Thanks honey, but you deserve it. You're here nearly every day and every night that I have him.. I'm so grateful for you." She places a kiss on my cheek. "I do really need to go before I'm late though, thank you again!" She heads out the door, quickly headed to her car.

I head to Ryan's room to see if he's awake, slowly opening his door to see him sit up with a smile on his face. "Miss Y/n!" He gets up and hugs me after I bend down to his height.

"Hi honey, wanna go make brekkie?" I ask referring to breakfast, picking him up and placing him on my hip.

He nods and hugs my neck as I walk him to the kitchen.

I put him down and get a pan and a bowl as Ryan gets the pancake mix and other ingredients to make the pancakes.

"After you eat, your daddy should be here." I smile down to him as I mix the batter.

He frowns "leave you?".

I feel almost hurt when he says that, "yes honey. You're gonna see me soon though!" I hide my sadness with a smile.

He smiles back, "I really like you, Miss y/n."

"Aw, I like you too, Ryan." I finish mixing the batter. "You go get dressed while I finish these so you're ready when daddy gets here, okay?".

He nods, small feet stomping in a run to his bedroom.

I cook the pancakes, Ryan sitting at the table waiting patiently watching whatever was on the television.

I finish up and make him a plate, extra ones sitting on another plate as I'm not hungry.

"You want syrup?" I ask, placing the plate in front of him on the table. He nods and I drizzle the sweet liquid onto his plate.

"I've gotta go get your bag packed, you stay here and finish up your breakfast." I pat his shoulder before heading to his room and packing his backpack with his homework I helped him with the night prior and other school supplies.

I hear the front door open before a deep voice rings in the other room, "Hey buddy.".

You take his bag out of his room and walk to the dining room to see him. The man I haven't seen since highschool, Billy motherfuckin' Hargrove.

And when I say that that man has aged like fine wine I mean he is just beautiful, this man.

The stubble on his jaw and his dark golden locks still in his unforgettable mullet he'd always had. And he was wearing a light green button up top and khakis with a black belt and dress shoes.

I mean he was a very pretty boy when I went to school with him, but wow.

I see him eye me up and down, "you look familiar.. what's your name, pretty?"

I feel my knees almost buckle when we make eyecontact and he says the name pretty so perfectly.

"Erm. Y/n L/n. I went to Hawkins High School.".

"I knew I'd known your face, l/n huh? You were so young when I'd last seen you, all grown up now." He smiles and tilts his head.

"Yeah, could say the same about you." I giggle and blush a little at his comments.

"So you babysit little Ryan? Isn't he just the best." He smiles and rubs a hand in his son's similarly dirty blonde hair.

"I should've known he was your kid, he looks just like you." I look down slightly and whisper to Ryan "doesn't act like you though."

"What's that s'posed to mean?" He chuckles and walks closer to me to whisper in my ear, "I'm not the same I was in highschool, ya know." Before pulling away, adding a wink when we make eyecontact.

"Yeah? Cus to me you haven't changed." I put a hand on his chest and wink back at him.

He bites his lip and looks me up and down, placing a hand on my waist.

"Are we gonna go, daddy?" Ryan interrupts, hitting his fathers thigh with little fists.

"Uh, yeah. Yeah, time to go Ry. Say bye to Miss y/n." He places the hand that once was on my waist on his son's back, grabbing the boys backpack with his free hand.

I lean down to his height. "Bye Miss Y/n! Thank you for brekkie!" He smiles and hugs me.

"Bye Ryan," I say before standing up. "Bye Billy." I smile at the taller man and he smirks back with a small wave, following his son out the door.

I almost want to scream. What the fuck was that? That entire interaction! Weird.

And for the rest of the week? I couldn't stop thinking about Billy Hargrove, his pretty face.

A few mornings after our first interaction, I head back to Rachel's house to watch Ryan.

Not before I throw on a tiny sundress that shows my matching panties when I move a certain way, knowing Billy is going to pick up his son.

I quickly head to her house and knock on the door. She opens it and greets me with "Hi Y/n! Looking gorgeous!"

I blush at the compliment, "thanks ma'am." I smile, heading into the house.

"Where's Ryan?" I ask.

"Ugh, Billy is running late, I hope you don't mind waiting here for a little until he gets here. I would stay with you but I have to go to work" She looks at her watch "now apparently."

"Oh, that's fine ma'am I really don't mind, you head off to work. Have an amazing day!" I kiss her cheek and she kisses mine back before running out the door.

Once she's gone I run to the bathroom, fixing my hair and my makeup to be perfect.

I was secretly victorious when I heard that he'd be late enough for us to be almost alone together again.

I hear the door open and head out of the bathroom to see Billy holding Ryan at the door.

Fuck he looks so good. God, how I wish that was my baby he is holding.

I smile and walk down the hallway, he smiles bright when he sees me.

"Hey, pretty. You look beautiful." He says as he sets down Ryan before the boy comes running for a hug.

"Miss Y/n! I missed you! You should start coming to daddy's house too stead of just here." I giggle and bend down to pick him up.

"Hm, maybe you should." Billy winks.

"I don't think that would go over too well." I smile at the man before me.

"Where's my hug?" He asks, almost sounding sarcastic, but looking serious holding out his arms.

I walk right into them and my face goes to his chest as he hugs me tight. I inhale the beautiful scent of his cologne and don't wanna pull away.

I scratch as his back through his shirt as he rubs his hands down my back, to the curve of my ass.

I pull away before anything gets too bold affront his child.

And this is how it all started. I would excitedly dress up to look all pretty whenever Billy came to pick up or drop off Ryan.

I wanted so badly to have his attention, the undivided attention from a very attractive older man. That was all I wanted, was him.

And then, he invited me to his home, shooting me a text "come over lol." And immediately I arose off my bed and got into the shower, quickly rinsing off my body and getting dressed in the prettiest little skirt and tank top, doing my hair and makeup when he calls me.

I pick up the phone and put it on speaker as I brush my hair.

"Hey." Is all I say.

"You get my text?, I said come over." He sounds serious, but not in a mean way.

"Oh, yeah. Be on my way in just a sec." I grin to myself, heading out the bathroom to grab my keys and head over to his place.

"Okay. Let me know when you're here so I can let you in." He says before a brief "bye" and hanging up.

I drive to the address he'd told me he lived at, and arrive not soon after I left, as he doesn't live very far.

I text him, "I'm here." And soon see the door open to Billy wearing grey sweats and no shirt, he appears to have just gotten out of the shower too.

"Hi pretty." He lets me inside and brings me to his couch, saying "Wanted to hang out, haven't seen your pretty face in like.. three days. You know, since Rachel is on vacation from work and she wanted to spend time with Ryan."

I giggle. "I missed you too, Billy." I sit next to him on his couch and he brings a heavy arm around my shoulder.

"Been so lonely, no kid, no pretty girl, what a scam." He chuckles.

I scoff, "It's been three days, you goof."

But realistically, I've been missing him too. Been wanting to call or text but haven't built up the courage to do it. I didn't want to ruin what we kinda had going.

"Yeah, three days too long to be missin' your face." He pulls me onto his lap cautiously and slowly, "been thinkin' real hard about you for a while now."

"Yeah? What do you think about?" I ask innocently.

"Hm. Well, you watchin' my kid, obviously." He pauses for a moment and I nod to let him know to keep going. "Been thinkin' bout this pretty little tummy of yours.. swelling up with my baby. Bein' a pretty little step mother to my boy, give him a sibling."

His hot breath inches closer to my neck, "have mine instead," He kisses my neck softly and I grind into him. "I'll give you all the babies I know you want so bad.."

I find myself pulling away from him before smashing my lips against his.

This is what I wanted, this is exactly what I dreamt of every night before bed as I touched myself to the mere idea of having Billy's kids.

But a wave of guilt flows from my lips down to my core.

"You don't feel bad?" I ask after pulling away from the kiss.

"Feel bad for what, baby?" He rubs his hands on my thighs and up my skirt.

"Feel bad that.. don't know, cus.."

"Cus you work for her." He interrupts and I nod.

"Listen, baby. You don't need to work for her, when you could just watch Ryan at my place."

I sigh and hug his neck. "Don't know bout this, Billy."

"Honey, it's okay. Plus worst comes to worst, you don't tell her it's my kid in this tummy of yours." He tickles the side of my ribcage and I giggle and squirm atop him.

"Clearly- hmnn.. you have strong genes." I say between wet kisses before he begins to take off my tank top.

He rolls his eyes and chuckles softly before kissing my neck, breathing out "I'd love to see her face when she finds out."

I bite my lip, knowing what he's saying is so wrong but finding it so attractive, throwing my neck back to give him more access as I grind against his erection under his thin sweats.

He puts his hands on my waist, stopping my movement.

I whine and put my head in the crook of his neck, urgently missing the friction I had going.

"You know how.. fucking hot everyone thought you were in highschool? God." He groans as he rubs his hands down my sides, soon up my skirt.

"Me? No, you. Everyone wanted you so bad." I peck his lips.

"Did you?" He asks, hiking me off himself to lay me down on my back on the couch.

I bite my lip and think before saying anything, "maybe." I smile.

"Yeah? Always starin' at me with your friends while I waited on Maxine.." He chuckles, "I remember that."

"I remember that too, you looked so pretty standing by your car. Was so tempted to go ask to share the cigarette you'd always have in your mouth." I say as I pull down my panties, leaving on my skirt.

He brings his hand to my warm cunt, "Baby, you're dripping." He smirks.

"F'you. All f'you, Billy." I breathe out in a subtle moan when he inserts two fingers into my tight hole.

He groans, "wanna feel you.".

"Then fuck me." I get on my forearms as he pulls his fingers out of me, leaning to my face to give me a wet, pretty kiss.

"You ready?" He asks as he pulls down his sweatpants, prodding his tip against my entrance.

"Been ready." I bite my lip before he slides his thick tip into me, my mouth falling open.

Sliding further into me, splitting apart on his thick cock I moan out pretty sounds.

The sounds of skin against skin and pretty groans filling my ears and my vision gets hazy.

"Fuck, honey." He places a hand on my lower stomach, "feel me right there?".

I nod and moan into his touch, arching my back off the couch.

He leans down, "look at me, baby." as he fucks into me.

I look into his eyes and I can feel my climax arise.

"You're close?" He asks with sweetness lingering in his voice.

I nod and whine an "mhmm.." and he massages my tummy.

"Want me to fill you up? Make you a mommy?" He whispers.

I nod aggressively and moan louder, my chest hitting his as I arch my back in pleasure.

"God, baby. 'm gonna cum real soon.." He groans out.

"Please." I snake my hands around his broad back, scratching at his pretty muscles.

His head falls down as his thrusts become sloppy, and I reach my climax.

Heavily breathing and soon feel his warm load filling up my tight cunt as he moans softly, our heavy breathing mixing with soft sounds of wet skin against wet skin.

We sit in silence for a moment, his cock still inside my cunt as we just heavily breathe together when we make eyecontact, giggling slightly.

"Ugh, that was.. fucking.. amazing." He breathes out in a laugh, "haven't had that good of a time in.. forever."

I smile softly and grip his hair to pull his face down to mine, kissing his lips passionately.

And a few weeks later.. I was fired because she found out I was pregnant with her ex boyfriend's kid.

But honestly, I couldn't be more happy. And besides I got another job anyway.

#stranger things #stranger things smut #billy hargrove smut #billy hargove imagine #billy hargove x reader #billy hargrove #vanillaan #smut #dad!billy

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m3r1m4r5u333 · 6 days

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Reasons why I keep rambling about Bi!Eddie...

Why? Why would Eddie hide his sexual identity, bisexuality? Because... why not, he thinks.

Dating only women would mean less conflict with his family. His family is religious and Eddie loves them, is scared to lose them.

Eddie also fears triggering more conflict, maybe even fears his family might not consider him a good dad anymore if he came out.

He already almost had to fight for his son's custody with them. What if he comes out and they lash out? He has a dangerous job, works ridiculous hours, is a single parent. A queer man is not every courtroom's favorite person.

So women... That's where Eddie hides, it's what he knows. It's "a safe place to hide"... because in theory, it's fine, it's comfortable. Eddie is attracted to women. So he isn't really sacrificing anything, or at least much, he thinks... Just marry a woman you love, and it's all good. No need to come out and clash with your family, or make Christopher's childhood even more of a challenge. After all, the world is still prejudiced and not all children of queer parents have it easy.

But the truth is... Closeted life isn't a cake-walk even if you avoid detection, and are sort of adjusting. You are still hiding a part of yourself. Acting. Feeling like you need to pretend. Scared and unable to be fully yourself.

I've noticed that Buddie fans keep pointing to Eddie's panic attacks as this "haha gotcha, you're GAY!"-confirmation. It's ignorant.

Did you know that panic attacks are actually not at all unusual among closeted bisexuals, either?

Masks are always suffocating, no matter what you're hiding.

Not to mention, when Eddie starts having those panic attacks, he's under a world of pressure. Trying to recover and get back to dating... Quite soon really, after losing his wife.

He's also got a mountain of trauma and PTSD after surviving several near-death- experiences. To add to the trauma, the way he experienced the shooting? He thought Buck was wounded.

And then he is pressured into asking Ana out even though it hasn't been that long since he lost his wife.

Also I'm quite sure... His heart just isn't in it, dating. I think he has actually by that point fallen for Buck. And ignores it, tries to move on, forces himself to date someone else.

Get back on a horse, even if you don't really want to, feel the need to. Doesn't matter what you like, just do it anyway! "Horses" it is. Dating it is.

So Ana and Eddie? It's a tale of unrequited love, for Eddie, and for Ana. Falling for a concept because the person you truly want is simply not invested like you are, is emotionally unavailable to you.

The anxiety builds when people keep assuming Ana is Eddie's wife or Christopher's mom. It's too soon, it feels wrong. The relationship is just a mask because Eddie hasn't actually moved on. From Shannon, or from Buck. He panics when Ana says. "I'm not his mother... I'm... just a friend."

It's a reminder that she isn't Shannon - not Christopher's mom.

And she isn't Buck either. Buck who isn't really Christopher's father, who is... just a friend.

And like Buck... Ana is becoming Eddie's ready-made family anyway. Actually the third ready-made family, really. Shannon, Buck, Ana... All happened without much room to stop and re-consider.

Shannon... A rushed shotgun marriage triggered by an unplanned pregnancy and catholic guilt.

Buck, (a seemingly) straight friend quickly becoming family - clearly a dead end romance-wise.

Ana... A rushed, pressured romance built out of need to forcibly move on, and find a step-mom for Chris. Three ready-made families, all destroying Eddie in different ways. Anxiety, inner turmoil, panic.

....

So. Eddie's bisexuality!!!

That ice skating scene in "Malfunction"? The episode is very Eddie-centric, and the theme is "Me a tough macho man, me trust nobody, ugh!"

There's Eddie's fight club clusterfuck, his argument with Lena about Eddie being emotionally distant. Eddie, crying in front of Bobby about his grief, about Shannon leaving because Eddie "broke" her, because he wasn't enough...

Eddie = Trust issues galore, abandoment issues galore. Persistent shame and guilt making him unable to go for anything he really wants. Avoidance. Hidden pain. Constant urge to be in control, and never slip.

So let's look at that ice skating scene in "Malfunction"...

It's a blood bath on ice. Figure skaters toe-picking and getting injured, all because of one fallen sequin on ice triggering a domino effect. Bobby knows to look for a sequin because he's got some experience with this stuff.

Chimney: So how come you know so much about figure skating?

Eddie: Always thought you were a hockey player, cap.

...

Bobby: Who says you can't do both?!

(They team is shocked. Buck says "We'll google for photos later"

Chimney waves his hand around like he agrees... But in a way that ends up looking like he's pointing at Buck AND Eddie. And Hen then throws this shocked lingering stare at Buck and Eddie, like she just realised something!)

...Who says you can't do both? Indeed... Is there some secret quota, unknown to me, that dictates how many bi characters a tv show can have?

Is there a law that a queer male ship must always be the sum of one bi male, one male gay character? Why do we expect that? Because it would be more diverse, more varied representation?

Correct me if I've got this wrong... But writing Eddie as gay would in fact not score the show more diversity points, not in the realm of 9-1-1.

The show STARTS OFF with a storyline about a closeted, married gay man! If Eddie was gay... It would be the show's second storyline about a closeted, married gay man. That's not diverse representation. That would be in fact... quite repetitive, unimaginative queer representation!

Also, let's keep in mind that the show already has several gay male characters by the time Eddie joins the team.

Michael! David! Josh! That's already three gay men. If Eddie was gay, Eddie would be the fourth gay male character.

Oh wait. Tommy. So... FIFTH one! Also there are even more strictly gay monosexuals: Two lesbians. Hen and Karen.

However, there are just two confirmed bi character so far. Buck and Eva.

So really, Who says you can't "do both"?

Who says both of these characters can't be interested in women and men, into more genders than one? Who says both Buck and Eddie can't be bi?

"We're everywhere, man." That's Eddie's line in that scene, gif below. (And pink+yellow balloons, blue gloves? Pansexual-coded colors. Multisexuality!)

Eddie, subtly illuminated in bi-coded colors. Blue, purple, pink... On a date with a woman.

Talking with Buck. Bi-coded lighting.

Oh look, what's behind Eddie? The famous bi-cycle. While he talks about "the menu" not being the issue...

"The sex was never the issue", with Shannon. Canonically they actually went at it like bunnies, even to the detriment of their relationship because they failed to talk due to being too distracted by each other's bodies.

"The "menu" is not the issue." And it's not with Marisol, either. Not until Eddie learns of her hyper religious past.

Confronting Marisol, a former nun-student? That's the issue here, that's what Eddie's trying to avoid. Confronting his obviously at least at one point very religious, quite possibly bigoted girlfriend...?? Would certainly be an issue, if you're bi!!! Who wants to date a bigot?! Your very own domestic hate crime.

So... Eddie talks about the upcoming alone time with Marisol (when Chris was away) feeling exciting, naughty... Until he learns she was almost a NUN!

He talks about "eyes on the ground". And that's what dating a fundamentalist would be, if you're bi and closeted. Eyes on the ground, close to you.

Suddenly being judged for same-sex attraction is no longer just a distant fear, a vague idea to Eddie, it's a living, breathing person in his home, in his bed.

Really, imagine dating a bigot. Imagine your partner being disgusted, disturbed, judgemental... by your sexuality, your identity, your desires, dreams. Imagine them being repulsed by such an fundamental, persistent part of what makes you... you. Something you cannot change.

Imagine sometimes fantasizing about men as well as women, and then... trying to have sex with someone... who you suspect might consider your secret fantasy life disgusting, wrong. Imagine that negative reaction if they knew the whole truth, who you really are?!

An efficient boner killer, for sure!! No wonder Eddie is suddenly avoiding her company, anxious by the idea of sex with her. He doesn't trust Marisol anymore.

Also, let's talk about Eddie and moving on.

Why going home is an issue. Leaving Buck's place is an issue. Because trying to move on? Those words just need a melody, and ta-dah it's the Eddie Diaz theme song. The story of his life. The concept just keeps coming up.

Moving on. Being unable to move on.

Quite frankly, I think this is the main reason why Eddie cannot date without freaking out.

When Eddie joins the team he's still stuck on Shannon. "They weren't my type." Less awkward than to say "Sure they were hot, but I do have an estranged wife."

Shannon was his first crush, love, his first everything. The mother of his child. His friend. But they were young, not ready to get married and have a child, especially one with special needs. They were pushed to do that anyway when Shannon suddenly got pregnant, unplanned.

Btw, may I just point out that they're already under a lot of pressure and struggling when we first see them together on the show?

What we miss out on seeing... are the times when things were still great! That creates a limited, tinted view of their romance, and warps our entire view of their relationship. When we first see Eddie and Shannon, their relationship is already quite fractured, and falling apart.

Doesn't mean it always was bad.

Inability to work together. That eventually destroyed their relationship. Both failed to listen to each other, to be a team. Their love died because their mutual trust and respect died.

Eddie couldn't handle sudden parenthood, sudden marriage (and catholics truly expect forever), Christopher's cp diagnosis. He enlisted, escaped to the army. Shannon couldn't handle the guilt, thinking the cp was her fault. They fought all the time. Eddie let his parents meddle with Christopher's upbringing, walk over Shannon. He refused to listen to her when she wanted to move to another city. Eddie avoided bonding with Chris.

So when Eddie got home from the war-zone, she left. Eddie was suddenly alone with Chris. And Shannon was gone for a long time. Her leaving, it was a shock to the system. Eddie no longer trusted her, she'd abandoned him, and more importantly, abandoned Chris.

So Eddie is struggling. Alone. Hurt.

And then... Eddie meets Buck, who is ridiculously helpful. Buck is someone Eddie can count on. They're almost instantly a team.

So Eddie moves on from Shannon, and falls for Buck. From that point on? There is no real room for others. From then on it's just barely discreet heart-eyes at Buck, and Eddie not truly wanting to date anyone (else).

Eddie doesn't really want to get back together with Shannon when she returns. The sex is still great, that was never the issue, they both agree on that one thing...

But she was simply gone for too long, she even says this. It's obvious. Eddie has adjusted to life without her, found a new focus, moved on from her.

For example when we see Eddie, Buck and Chris visit Santa? Eddie talks about Shannon to Buck in this almost anxious way, like he feels the need to explain himself to Buck, like he's been cheating on Buck. Buck then calls Eddie "brother", and Eddie's face, just for a moment... Falls. He looks disturbed, disappointed, to be called "brother".

Eddie tries to mend the relationship with Shannon. It's obviously out of a sense of duty (catholic guilt, marriage should last, divorce is wrong), he keeps waiting for a "sign", keeps ducking her questions, pushing her away, keeps dragging his feet. His heart is no longer in it. Shannon realises this, wants to break up.

And then she dies. Eddie grieves. Feels guilt for failing to salvage the marriage. And then Eddie is just... stuck. Unable to move on, from grieving Shannon, from the guilt caused by their failed marriage, from Buck. Tries to force himself to move on. Fails. Keeps dying inside.

Heart's already taken.

.....

There are so many talks about moving on after that. Seemingly they are all about Shannon, and I do think they are about Shannon...

Just not... entirely. After all, Eddie didn't really want to get back together with her, did he now. We see them fighting, a lot. Their relationship wasn't dancing on roses, there were serious problems.

So the talks about moving on are also about Buck. Buck, who Eddie thinks is straight, yet parenting Chris with him. They become close, are seen doing all sorts of domestic family stuff.

What a painful existence would that be, to raise your child with someone whom you love and desire, but who you think cannot ever return your feelings? Who wants that? Of course Eddie would want to move on!!

Then shit happens... And Eddie clearly just... spirals without Buck. Partakes in illegal fights to let off steam. Yells at Buck at a grocery store about "not being around, Christopher missing him..". They end up looking like a couple in the middle of a messy divorce.

People, including Buck, pressure Eddie into dating. Buck keeps dating women. Eddie... keeps having talks about moving on.

Looks totally dead as he tells Buck that he needs to move on, Eddie has. It's an obvious lie, and it's such a bizarre thing to say to a friend, no matter the circumstances - very relationship-coded.

Almost like Eddie was just desperate to voice those words out loud, wishing that saying them would turn them into reality. Move on, I have!! (Move on, stop approaching me, stop tormenting me like this.)

....

So move on, Eddie...

....

There's Buck, urging Eddie to ask Ana out.

......

Bobby, telling Eddie that he will always miss the family he once had, but he loves the new one he now has. So you should try moving on, Eddie!

.......

Eddie's doctor... suggesting he could be repressing things.

The talk with the doctor;

They're talking about the shooting... Until it sounds like Eddie isn't.

Eddie: I don't even think about him anymore.

Doc: That could be called repression.

Eddie: Or just... moving forward.

Then some more subtext about pining. Remember Buck... being compared to a golden retriever?

Remember the man who cornered himself on a roof? Whining that he always wanted a dog but mom wouldn't let him because "Barry was allergic!"... (Or maybe, queerphobic?)

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Ana: There's a lot to be said for getting back on the horse. But there's also value in learning that you don't like "horses".

Eddie: I'm sorry?

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Carla, telling Eddie to follow his heart, not Christopher's.... (Edit. Btw, look up the pictures of those hearts, I can't add more pictures to this post.There's Buck's silly, happy "misunderstood the assignment" love-type heart symbol... The one Chris drew, the one Carla warns against following?

Dead-looking, clinical, anatomical. And it's drawn with bisexual-flag colors!!!!

Love can't be about logic and rationality, reasoning with yourself and finding a good enough match. Even if on paper it makes sense. Love needs to be an emotion. It needs to make you happy.)

.....

The first day Buck and Eddie meet:

Buck is taking selfies.

Eddie: You're in the wrong lighting, man.

Buck: Some of us don't need lighting to look good!

And...

Years later... At the dark firestation, Eddie looking at Buck, getting lost on his memory lane, forgetting to introduce Ana.

Ana: Even in the dark this place is amazing! (The parallel to "Some of us don't need lighting to look good.")

And Eddie panics.

(*panicking, looking between Ana and Buck*)

Eddie: I don't want these things to wilt!

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After that... Eddie, looking at Buck:

Somehow we became a ready-made family, and I... I don't know if I'm ready for that.

(and how could he be ready for that, he thought Buck was straight.)

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Eddie talking with his tía, learning that she's been married twice, not just once, like Eddie always thought.

Eddie, learning that she had been unable to move on from the first husband, and didn't feel ready to date... But her friends had dragged out anyway, and that's when she had met her second husband-to-be.

And it was this, meeting someone else, that made her move on. So Eddie forces himself to date, thinking that all he needs to do is meet the right person, and he'll finally move on.

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The scene with Marisol, setting her bag on Eddie's hallway table.

Checking that it's not falling off... because there is barely enough space for Marisol to set down her belongings.

The table is already full. There's a toy truck on it, which BUCK gave Chris, years ago,

and it takes so much room.

It's lit, under a lamp, in the center of a table, the first thing you see when you enter Eddie's home. A prized little thing, a treasure. It's clearly valued, spotlighted like art... Even though a toy like that? Would not be very expensive.

Still, it's clearly something Eddie cherishes. Chris is no longer a little kid, he doesn't play with toys like that. But the truck stays, it's something Eddie wants to keep looking at. And it's huge, centered, leaves little room for something else.

Eddie is pining!!!!

Whether he realises it or not... This man is in love, that's why his relationships feel so suffocating, why they keep failing. His heart is already taken. His romantic relationships are just glued on, they're pretense, acting, a desperate attempt to move on, from Buck.

#evan buckley #911 buddie #buddie #eddie diaz #buddie 911 #911 on abc #evan buck buckley #911 abc #tv: 911 #eddie díaz #bi!eddie #bisexual erasure #bi buck #abc 911 #Ana Flores #shannon diaz #Marisol Doe #i make no gifs brain is potato

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mysticalgardensandwich · 11 months

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FEM ALIGNED PLEASE DNI!!

Promt: you (m/n) get home from school and because price adopted you when you get home it's at the base. One day school was just not it for you so you came home pissed and the team comforts you

M/n pov

I was about ready to generally kill someone, people and teachers all day have been yelling at me and looking at me weird, I have no fucking idea why but they are and it's annoying. I sit down on my bus not wanting anyone from the team pick me up today "hey you!" I sigh and turn to the group of people behind me "what" I don't want to talk to anymore people than I already have to so finding out what these people want will hopefully make them the last people I need to speak to. "Is it true that you got adopted by a military team?" Confused I nodded "yeah the captain was allowed to legally adopt me" they all started to giggle and laugh, rolling my eyes I turned back around and watched as the bus drove by place by place "are you sure they won't use you as an experiment, stupid lab rat, how did they even find you" I stayed quite and looking at them at all. It was finally my stop about a few minutes away from the actual base "go have fun doing tests LAB RAT!" I started walking kicking a rock as I don't not bothered to look up at all.

When I get to base the first person to greet me like normal is Ghost, or as I call him Si because well, we are close, duh wtf, anyways. I look and ghost and I think he can tell im not in a good mood, this was proven even more as I bumped into him not bothered to even apologize or help him up because he didn't expect it from me he ended up falling. I was walking to my room any recruits that was by me moved out the way.

Ghost pov

I didn't expect to be pushed into the ground today but I guess I should have been because m/n just stormed off "what's wrong with the lad?" I dusted my pants and turned back to soap who had asked the question "I don't know. Definitely something with school though" suddenly a newer recruit came up to us in a slight panic "Is l/n ok?? He's crying in his room and-" (btw l/n means last name if you didnt know💀) I felt worry bubble up inside worried for what he might have done to himself by now or what had happened while at school

Nobody pov

"we will go check on him" Soap and Ghost both shared a look before they went to go get Gaz and Price to check up on you, they all got to your room to hear you break something that sounded like glass so price's fatherly instincts kicked in and he opened the door and went to make sure you are ok but when he got close and you backed away teary eyed it made him pause "it's ok, can I make sure you didn't hurt yourself?" You shook your head and grabbed the closest item to you which was a a hard cover book "don't get close. Get out. Leave me alone." The hurt look in all of their eyes was unreal, price shook his head "we cant leave you alone. Your throwing stuff and you might get seriously hurt" you started to cry even more "m/n please. We can help with whatever feelings you might have right now" you continued to not let them near you.

"JUST GET OUT. I'M NOT YOUR LAB RAT. GET. OUT. I WON'T LET YOU NEAR ME, YOUR JUST GOING TO USE ME FOR EXPERIMENTING" you threw the book and started to scream at them all to get out. So they listened for once and stepped out the room in shock by what you had said "does he..... Does he think we are using him as an experiment.... Oh god.... What did-" they all sat outside your room listening to you cry and mumble stuff they couldn't make out into sentences, finally your door slowly started to open a bit and there was a hushed whisper "um...hey pa...can you... Can um... Help me... I cut my hand on the pot I broke....if you don't that's fine it's just.... It hur-" price instantly opened his pocket and came towards your door "of course I'll help you buddy, that's what I'm here for isn't it? To help people. Especially my son" slowly the door fully opened and you showed price the cut on the palm of your hand and he took the bandages along with some alcohol wipes "it's going to burn" he then started to clean it while you sucked in a breath from the pain "and there we go. It should be good in a few days maybe a week or so" you nodded and looked down at the ground.

"I'm sorry.. For.. My lash out... If you want to make me clean around the base or help clean up after practice and stuff I will....i'd understand if you even wanted to ma-" there was a little bit of laughter and you look at them confused "you did nothing wrong and I won't make you clean up anywhere. Other than your room. But you were simply trying to deal with emotions which is difficult when you are young. We weren't and aren't mad at all. We were just worried about you" he opened his arms and you hugged him tightly tears spilling over again

(Time skip to dinner time)

You were allowed to have your phone out during dinner sometimes and because of what had happened a few hours ago they let you have it out while eating, you were clearly texting a very long and thought out text to whom the team had no idea who "not to introduce bud but who are you texting? That's a long time you've been texting and you haven't stopped" you stopped and looked up confused "oh my friend who lives in Florida" (idk my bff lives there so I'm baseing it off of that 😭😭 btw I have no idea if the base is in the US or in the UK bc yk.....ghost price and gaz and British.. So.... Don't murder me😭) they all were happy you have someone other than them to talk to but they were also confused on what was so important or interesting to type that long "aboutttt.... What exactly..." You looked at your phone typeing a few things before pressing send then turning your phone towards them Ghost taking it carefully "it's long so while you read that I'mma finish eating" they all nodded and surrounded Ghost to read the conversation

(Blue crayon eater is your bff btw and u/n is your username)

🌈blue crayon eater🌈: hey how have you been?

U/n: not that good to be honest, eating dinner rn but they let me have my phone so here I am

🌈Blue crayon eater🌈: you wanna vent to me about it?

U/n: as long as it's ok with you then yeah that would be nice

🌈Blue crayon eater🌈: ofc you can talk to me, send as long of a text as your want and I'll still read it

U/n: thanks dude, give me a bit I'm going to type a bunch now 💀

🌈blue crayon eater🌈: ok 👍

U/n: so today on the bus a group of kids asked me if it was true that I was adopted by Price and the team and when I told them that I was they all laughed and called me a lab rat and it hate me feel fucking terrible but I also know that they don't know about how my parents literally left me in the middle of a building that they knew damn well was going to be attacked and that if it wasn't for Soap finding me while making sure all enemy's were gone and taking me out of that shit hole before it got blown up. To make matters even worse this practically destroyed my confidence to ask the team and Laswell If they would even show for bring a hero to lunch but now I feel like they are to busy or wouldn't care to show up for me, I just wish that kids werent such shit and that the team isn't mad at me for getting angry

🌈Blues crayon eater🌈: Maybe talk to them about it? I'm sure that they would make sure that they can show up for it, they love you and if they didn't love you then they wouldn't have saved you or comforted you when they broke down today

You were looking at you food not bothering to look up at the team scared of what they would say "I can ask Laswell if we are free tomorrow, we should be because from what I remember we have nothing going on" you nodded still not looking up "and we were never mad at you, also if would would like we can talk to the school about those kids" you smiled and nodded looking up at them now "thank you guys, I love you so much" you got your phone back and said thanks to you friend then told them you were going to finish eating.

(Time skip to the lunch thingy)

You were in your science class when the teacher got a call and obviously had to pick up the phone, what confused you was when it was the office calling you down so you get a pass leave your stuff and start walking to the office to see what they need from you or who's here for you. What you didn't expect was the team (still in gear and looking absolutely terrifying) and Laswell "what are you guys doing here? Don't you have work or something of the sorts?" Laswell shook her head "nope, I cleared our schedule for today and now we're are going to be here for lunch with you and we told the office about the kids and they said it's fine for us to be in the back of classes to make sure nobody trys anything" you smiled and hugged her "thank you so much"

When it came time for lunch the team had brought you your favorite food so you all sat at your normal lunch table ignoreing all the looks and the people talking "did you all purposely show up in gear or??" They all smiled and shook their heads "laswell honestly just told us to get into the car and that we are going to be at your school" you laugh and continue to eat. Everyone decided it would be nice to go outside and walk around chatting and enjoying the company, this was until the same kids that had called you a lab rat had seen you with the team and walked up to you all laughing making to uncomfortable and your mood change which the team took notice of instantly "hey m/n are these the people you mentioned?" You nod slightly "nice to meet you I'm a friend of his" you feel Simon get closer to you by the look on the groups faces "wow you mask is so cool! Why do you wear it? Insecu-" "you shouldn't ask that...its private and personal information you-" you were cut off by a slap to the face "nobody was talking to you Faggot" (I'M GAY I CAN SAY THIS BTW DON'T GET MAD!!) your eyes went wide as you felt the burning hot flesh, suddenly you we pulled back and behind the team laswell making sure you were ok "don't you ever, and I mean EVER lay a single finger on my son" you had tears in your eyes and your legs felt weak making you fall to the ground laswell making sure you didn't fall to hard "hey, hey, m/n are you alright?" You saw one of the teachers start to walk over to you and price looked at her "what happened here?" Prince looked at the kid and then back at the teacher "this kid hit my son and called him a slur in a hurtful way, this kid and his friend group has also called my son a lab rat just because he was adopted by a military team" the teacher yelled at the kid and their group making them go to the principles office.

Meanwhile laswell was still trying to calm you down, the team turned and saw your current state and all went to comfort you "hey hey, m/n, breathe, take deep breaths" Price started to do breathing exercises while everyone else whispered quite encouraging words.

I GAVE UP AT THE END I RAN OUTTA IDEAS 😭🙏🙏. I ALSO DIDN'T EXPECT THIS TO BE THIS LONG BRUH. anways-

#male reader #ghost x male reader #x male reader #john price x male reader #soap x male reader #gaz x male reader

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wannaseewhatshangin · 8 months

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❝I watched you change.❞ ❝I could be mean. I could be angry. You know I could be just like you.❞

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Pairing: Dallas Winston x Fem! Reader

Summary:After Dallas criticizing the reader's ways after thinking she was flirting with a Two-Bit, she decided to change.

Trope: Enemies to lovers

Warnings: Cursing, Smoking, Dallas being a cute idiot. <3

Songs: Change - Deftones, Just like you - Three Days Grace

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You walked into the Curtis house, in a really good mood.

"Good morning! What's up?" you said with a bright smile as you shut the door behind you.

Everyone greeted you- well, some more bitter than others.

"Can you just shut up for once? And what the hell are you wearing? That band sucks." He said pointing to your cropped band t-shirt and your ripped baggy jeans in disgust before taking a puff of his cigarette.

"Oh. Sorry, I just woke up in a good mood I guess. Felt like wearing it. And you listen to the same band, Dally." You said, your attitude going from happy to sad real quick.

You were very sensitive and was very sweet to everyone. You didn't understand why he was being so mean to you.

"Dally, what is your problem? She's being nice to you and you're being a major dick." Johnny said.

Johnny never talked to his idol like that.

"She's being annoying, alright? So why don't you just shut up Johnny."

"Alright. I'll see you guys tomorrow. Bye Johnny." You walked out the house and didn't come back for the rest of the day.

"Fine then. Little bitch." He muttered under his breath as he watched you leave, covering up his regret.

"What's up with you, man? Why'd you talk to her like that?" Two-Bit said to his buddy, looking away from his show of Mickey Mouse for the first time. But he couldn't help but listen to the conversation between his two friends.

"Wouldn't you like to know, lover boy. Don't worry about it-"

"No I'm gonna worry about it. Y/N ain't did nothin' wrong since she got here and you're treating her like crap. You need to apologize, Dal."

"Yeah. I ain't gotta do shit."

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It was the next day. And instead of wearing your favorite band, you just wore a regular plain blue T-shirt and sweatpants.

Dallas walked in the Curtis house to see you smoking with Johnny and Ponyboy, laughing at Pony's joke about some girl at school.

"Oh my lord! She does walk like that-" You cut yourself off at the sight of Dallas' figure walking through the door.

You blew a puff of smoke, looking away from him.

He sat on the couch, looking at you from a distance.

"Got something to say, Dal? Hm?" You sassed, rolling your eyes before looking at Johnny and Ponyboy.

"What's your problem?" He said, seeming he has forgotten everything from yesterday.

"Oh I'm sorry. I guess I'm still being annoying since you still managed to notice me sitting right here." You said with sarcasm in your voice.

He looked at you, realizing.

"Since when did you smoke?" He said, grabbing the cigarette from your mouth.

"Since I was being annoying. I just thought I'd act just like you. Because you seem to love yourself a lot. You just can't get enough of yourself. You are a selfish person who I thought was my friend. I hate you, Dally." You got up, slamming the door behind you.

He stayed there for a minute, a pain in his chest soon spreading to his brain and the rest of his body.

"Dally, Go." Johnny said, pointing to the direction your went.

He though for a minute, walking out the door to see you on the porch.

"Hey, Doll." He sat down beside you on the steps.

"What do you want."

"Okay don't start your moody shit right now. If you're gonna start that, go flirt with Two-Bit some more." He said, looking at you with anger, also a hint of sadness.

"What?! Dal, you can't be serious right now. I don't think of Two like that and you know it."

"Oh yeah? Then why were you talkin' to him all cutesy at the drive in yesterday morning? Huh?"

"Well if you have to know, he was helping me get a gift for you. I was gonna tell you something but you started being a jerk. So I left." You said, handing him a customized lighter.

He held it in his hands, staring at the designs of the flowers and the skulls.

"Doll, I'm so sorry."

Dallas Winston felt terrible. He got it all wrong and made you feel bad for absolutely nothing.

"It's alright. I just hope we're at least friends again." You said with hope lacing your voice as you looked at him.

"Actually, I was hoping for something different.."

"Look, Dal. I didn't mean to be annoying yesterday. I was in a good mo-"

"Doll, it's fine. You're not annoying. I'm just a major asshole. Forgive me?" He smiled, grabbing your hand gently.

You nodded, squeezing his hand slightly, leaning up to kiss his cheek.

He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into a tight hug.

#dallas winston x reader #fem reader #dallas winston headcanons #x fem!reader #x fem reader

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yunjardi · 2 years

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we're all friends now, right? (just a friend part 2)

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warnings::: smut (MDNI please), light angst in the beginning, possessiveness(??), lowkey unresolved feelings, hard dom sunghoon and jake, lots of trash talking between sunghoon and jake lol, fem. reader, threesome, oral, usage of the pet name 'slut,' unprotected sex (contain that shanker before you spank her), degradation, reader's hands were tied for a little bit, fingering, trapping, dirty talk (lmk if i missed anything else)

wc- ~2.8k

if there are any errors, oops lol

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you and sunghoon hadn't talked much since the day that you two fought. the only words you guys exchanged over the past three days were honestly just cheap excuses to talk to each other because you missed each other's voices but were too stubborn to actually address the issue. you guys would ask each other things like "should we order takeout?" "do you need anything from the grocery store?" "do you wanna watch a movie tonight?" etc. just to make things seem fine even though they clearly weren't.

it was another one of those times where you decided to go out to the grocery store just to kill time because you didn't want to be the one to address the situation first, so you asked the now age-old question "do you need anything from the store?" to which he replied with a head shake. deep down you hoped he'd say yes just so that you could hear his voice more. but anyway. you walked out the front door, knowing that you'd just be aimlessly walking around the store, making sure to get a few things to make it seem like you actually had a reason to go to the grocery store.

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sunghoon wasn't exactly having an easy time either. he wanted to talk to you as much as you wanted to talk to him, but again, his stubbornness got the best of him. he hated not knowing who the hell that person who dropped you off at home three mornings ago.

suddenly, there was a knock at the door that snapped him out of his thoughts. he knew that it couldn't have been you because you left a little less than twenty minutes ago, but he decided to go answer the door anyway. he opened the door and was greeted by a (very handsome looking) dude who was holding what seemed to be a box of cookies.

"um, i think you have the wrong house," sunghoon said awkwardly, looking the guy up and down. "nope, i know this is the right house," the guy said as he put his hand on the nape of his neck, seeming to get impatient. "who even are you, dude?" sunghoon asked, annoyed. "jake sim," he replied, "i took y/n home a few days ago and wanted to check in on her." an angry fire burned in sunghoon's stomach at jake's response. "what business do you have with my girlfriend, you asshole," sunghoon scowled, looking jake straight in his eyes. jake shrugged smugly, "you have some nerve calling her your girlfriend considering the way she was moaning for me a few nights ago. she seemed like she hadn't been fucked good in a while." by this point, sunghoon was fuming and had no idea how to reply. "what's wrong? cat got your tongue?" jake instigated. "you know what," sunghoon started, "you should come inside and wait for her to come back. i'm sure she wouldn't want her little fuck buddy to catch a cold out there." sunghoon let him into the house, a plan brewing in his head as jake walked in and took his shoes off.

the two boys took a seat on the couch with an awkward distance between each other, and it took a few painstakingly awkward minutes for sunghoon to turn over to jake and start talking to him. "when she gets home, let's settle this," sunghoon said, looking jake dead in his eyes. "what do you mean?" jake asked, looking up at sunghoon. "we'll both fuck her, and we'll see who she has more fun with," sunghoon shrugged nonchalantly as if his plan was something that happened regularly. jake's eyes widened at the bold proposal. jake pretended to think for a second before smirking. "deal."

needless to say, you had no idea what you were in for.

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you parked your car in the driveway, stomach dropping when you saw a familiar car pulled up on the curb near your house. that familiar car being jake's. you rush into the house, hoping that it was just a coincidence. nothing could have prepared you for the sight that you were about to see.

sunghoon and jake sitting on the couch next to each other, talking as if they were... friends? they both looked over at you as if everything was normal. "welcome back," sunghoon said, "we have a visitor." at this point, you were about to shit your pants in disbelief. "sunghoon, i-i can explain-" you sputtered as you approached the couch where they were sat. "no need," sunghoon interrupted, "now, be a good girl and come here." you couldn't help but gulp anxiously, not sure what your fate was.

you approached the two boys, both of them looking at you up and down. you weren't even wearing anything particularly sexy, just an oversized shirt with thigh high socks, but they had this unexplainable look in their eyes that screamed 'we're both gonna ruin you.' your innocent eyes seemed to provoke them more as sunghoon approached you, proceeding to put his hands around your hips and pulling you into a heated kiss. jake quickly made a move, pulling you away from sunghoon and pushing your back up against the wall the way he did back at his place last time he fucked you.

you had to admit that you liked the way they were fighting for your attention. seeing two extremely sexy guys at each other's throats desperate to be the one who pleases you the most really boosted your self-esteem. you were quickly snapped out of your mildly narcissistic thoughts as you felt sunghoon wrap his cold fingertips around your forearm, ripping you away from jake's hold.

"you need to be reminded who you belong to, you brat," sunghoon smirked as he pulled you into your shared bedroom, jake following closely behind you two. "i want you on the bed now, and by the time i get back, your shirt better be off, got it?" sunghoon demanded before walking into the closet to grab something. you nodded as you began to fiddle with the hem of your shirt, now feeling shy at the way both jake and sunghoon were looking at you.

sunghoon disappeared into the closet and just as you were about to lift your shirt over your head, jake grabbed a hold of your wrist, prompting you to look up at him with your innocent eyes. "let me help you with that, princess," jake said softly, running his veiny hand across your forearm before taking your shirt off for you, leaving you exposed. jake licked his lips at the sight of you in your simple black bra and panties, his pants becoming more and more restraining by the second. "fuck it," jake breathed out, ripping his shirt off, causing you to pull him closer until he was on the bed next to you, "such a slut. your boyfriend could walk in any second, yet you're all over me."

just then, sunghoon emerged from the closet holding one of his silky neckties. he crossed his arms, causing the veins that lined his sexy forearms to pop out as he let out a few tsks, shaking his head. "such a needy girl, huh?" sunghoon said as he approached the bed, necktie in hand. you nodded at him as you leaned forward, making sure to gently press your upper arms against your chest to make your breasts pop more. sunghoon placed the tie down on the bed as he lifted his shirt off, throwing it to the side as he climbed onto the bed, practically pushing jake off to the side.

sunghoon pushed your back up against the headboard and ordered you to hold your arms out, tying your wrists together gently. his calm action contradicted what he was going to do to you in just a few seconds.

"i'll show you how she really likes it," sunghoon boasted as he smirked in jake's direction. jake rolled his eyes at the statement but still, he inched closer to you to run his fingers through your hair, a more competitive spirit sparking between the two boys. "you better watch it, sim," sunghoon scowled as he lowered his head closer and closer to your soaked panties, "she won't even be able to look at you by the time i'm done with her." "whatever you say," jake shrugged as he ran his soft fingers from your neck down to your chest, goosebumps forming on your body.

you felt sunghoon's soft lips running down your inner thighs before he moved his head to the side of your right thigh, latching onto the waistband of your panties with his teeth and pulling them down. his sharp fangs lightly scraped the sides of your legs as he continued to pull you panties down until they were completely off. "cheating on me with another dude knowing damn well i still make you wet and needy," he chuckled followed by a scoff. sunghoon grabbed your panties and tossed them over to jake who flinched at the sudden action. "here, a little souvenir for you," sunghoon smirked cockily before bringing his head down to your warmth and attaching his lips to your sensitive clit, making you gasp at the feeling of his tongue.

he began to work his tongue around your already soaked pussy, making you whine and moan out for him, desperate to tug on his hair but not being able to. you could practically feel jake's jealously radiating through the room as he watched sunghoon eat you out. jake roughly began to unbuckle his belt and rip his pants off. "hurry up, dude," jake complained as he grabbed a hold of your thigh, becoming needier and needier. sunghoon looked up from between your legs, making you whine at the sudden loss of contact. "okay, so show me how it's done since you said she 'hasn't been fucked good in a while,'" sunghoon mocked as he licked his lips, making sure not to waste any of your arousal, beginning to pull his pants off as well.

jake swiftly flipped you onto your elbows and knees, getting ready to pound you from behind. gently, he reached over to untie your hands. "i know you're gonna need to grip onto the bedsheets while i fuck you, so i'll untie you," jake smirked as he spanked your ass, entering your soon after. you let out a sharp moan, biting your lip in attempt to muffle the noises that threatened to escape your lips. sunghoon looked infuriated at the fact that he wasn't the one making you moan, which made jake smirk more as he began to shove his length in and out of you, watching the way your ass bounced against his hips with every thrust.

soon, sunghoon had enough of just watching and positioned himself on his knees in front of you. "be a good girl and put those pretty lips around my cock," he demanded as you took him in your mouth without any hesitation, making him hiss and throw his head back, "just like that, princess." the feeling of you moaning against his cock was enough to drive him insane. you gripped tightly onto the bedsheets as a cheap attempt to make yourself not lose control. you swore jake was going deeper and deeper with every stroke. it was as if he found a new sweet spot with every long thrust.

"so fucking tight," jake moaned out as he dug his nails into the skin of your ass, "just for me, all for me." you felt sunghoon jolt in jealousy at his statement, pulling himself out of your mouth and pulling you away from jake and into a missionary position, eager to mark you as his. "out of my way," sunghoon growled, "we both know damn well she's mine, isn't that right, princess?" sunghoon asked as he slid his length into you, causing your legs to tremble. "y-yes, hoonie," you whined out as he began to snap his hips against yours, prompting you to wrap your calves around his waist, wanting to feel him deeper.

whenever one of the boys had your attention, it made the other feel a jealous rage. with jealousy rushing through his body, jake positioned himself near your mouth, ordering you to suck him off. "such a slut," jake groaned out, "so good with your mouth, hm?" you tried your best to nod in response. "and who taught you how to use that pretty mouth of yours, huh?" sunghoon butted in, pushing jake over by nudging his abdomen, "answer me, slut." he ordered. "y-you did, hoonie," you said in between desperate moans. jake scoffed as he pumped his hard cock a few times before making you take him in your mouth again, groaning every time you swirled your tongue around his tip.

"this pretty pussy is all for me, is that right, slut?" sunghoon questioned as he brought his veiny hand down to begin rubbing at your sensitive clit. "m-mhm," you moaned out, jake seeming to fume at your response. "is that so?" jake said as he raised an eyebrow at you, "well, i guess i'm gonna have to change your mind." in a sudden and rough motion, jake yanked you away from sunghoon's hold, bringing you to the edge of the bed and ordering you to bend over. you stuck your ass out and arched your back, desperate to be filled up again; you couldn't stand the feeling of emptiness.

jake entered you again, your legs already feeling weak at the sensation. not wanting to leave sunghoon out, you motioned for him to scoot closer to you, proceeding to wrap your hand around his cock and begin stroking it. he hissed at the pleasure while watching the way your boobs bounced with every one of jake's thrusts. "fuck!" you screamed out, biting the bedsheets again to quiet yourself down while you began to jerk sunghoon's hard member at a faster speed.

at this point, the room was filled with the sound of skin on skin and the lewd noises that uncontrollably escaped everyone's lips; the volume was enough to get the neighbors to file a noise complaint. you couldn't even form a sentence as the knot in your stomach came undone, your cum now running down your inner thighs and onto jake's length, mixing with his own seed. "aw, you poor thing," jake cooed mockingly, "little slut couldn't even let me know that she was about to cum." your legs trembled as you gently climbed back onto the bed after jake's attack on your now sore pussy. "go on," jake started, pointing at sunghoon, "see if you can do what i can do." and at that, sunghoon smirked and laid you down on your back, roughly spreading your legs apart. he pumped himself a few times before teasing you with his throbbing tip, pushing himself in slowly. you gasped at the feeling as your walls immediately clenched around his veiny cock.

"fuck," he groaned out as he bit down on his lip, "i feel it, princess." you looked up at him with your begging eyes yet again. "p-please don't s-stop," you moaned out as you felt your second orgasm soon approaching. "yeah? you like that? you want me to cum inside you?" sunghoon asked teasingly as he kissed your chest, "gonna put my babies in you so you can't leave me, yeah?" you couldn't help but nod at the thought of being filled up with his warm seed as jake crept up next to you. "what a whore," jake scoffed as he gently bit down on the soft flesh of your chest, "needs two big cocks just to please her. so whiny and desperate to be pounded." "mhm," you nodded in response, "so needy for y-you and hoonie."

not long after, sunghoon released his hot cum inside you. he took his fingers and fingered any of the remaining seed that may have tried to seep out of your abused pussy. "such a good girl for taking in all my babies like that," sunghoon smirked before kissing the skin just below your bellybutton, proceeding to collapse onto the bed, all of you panting in attempt to calm down from our highs. "you know, i'll be honest" jake started, "you're not all that bad at fucking." you snickered then proceeded to cover your face to hide the fact that you were beginning to blush. you all shared a laugh, still panting lightly and sweating. you looked over at your boyfriend and then at jake.

"so, we're all friends now, right?"

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Chapter Ten

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Jaune felt sleepy, as he leaned against the sun-warmed walls of the school, soaking in as much heat as he could, feeling abnormally like a reptile. He was waiting on Ruby to meet him out here.

He had taken off his blazer leaving his top covered by a white t-shirt, which he'd admit was little tight, and revealing.

Not like anyone wanted to see his body, it might be fit, but that didn't change how scarred and stained it was, nobody wanted to see that.

"Hey, best budd-eeeh!" Jaune turned to look at Ruby who had been approaching him with a big smile, only to have frozen staring as his chest.

Jaune looked down to see if he bled through his shirt. Nope. It was clean, just tight to his body.

Walking over he waved in front of her face.

"You ok, Ruby?" Jaune asked, confused. What got her so tight?

"Yes!" She said sharply. "I am just fine, buddy! Absolutely not distracted at all."

"Ok." Jaune nodded. "So, you ready to get going?"

The little-red banged girl was not listening only staring at his chest.

Seriously, he wasn't bleeding was he? He needed to know about that.

He snapped his fingers in front of her face, getting her attention back.

"Huh-wha?" She asked, like waking up from a dream. "Jaune how long have you been here?"

"About an hour, so you ready to go?" Jaune admitted.

"Doh! I didn't mean to make you that long, lets get going!" She said taking the lead, and Jaune's hand leading him down the sidewalk.

Jaune couldn't help but notice how small and fragile it felt, it was soft and warm too, though. He didn't feel like he had the right to hold it, it felt like too much of a luxury.

He couldn't retract his hand, though, her grip was far stronger than her size would suggest. Jaune didn't want to hurt her, though, so he'd let it be, but he got a suspicion that this was turning into a habit, as this was the second time he let her do this.

Crash.

Jaune turned his head around at prodgious speed, searching behind them, only to see nothing.

"Best buddy?" Ruby asked, feeling his tension.

"Nothing. Just thought I heard something." He definately heard something, in fact had that lamp-post always been bent? But, that's crazy nothing was there, maybe a car hit and ran, but there would at least be something. "Ruby, has that always been like that?"

"Like what?" Jaune looked at her.

Creak.

He turned back around, the lamp-post was fixed.

Jaune started to sweat. "Lets get going." He didn't know what was going on, but he wasn't about to get involved with Ruby here, and he didn't like his chances against a metal-bending ghost without a gun.

He put a protective arm around her, trying his best to shield her with his body.

Also, unintentionally putting her head next to his chest. "Where we going?"

Ruby didn't respond.

"Ruby?"

"Wha?" She spoke like she was waking from a dream. "What?"

"Where we going? You wanted me to walk with you?"

Creak.

"You know what, never mind." He picked her up under his arm, and took off at a dead-sprint. "We're getting a snack first." Jaune didn't mean that in the slightest, but he did not want to fight a ghost.

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"Blake!" Yang growled. "I'm not letting them be alone together!"

"I just want to talk with them." Pyrrha said sweetly, metal warping around them.

"They're just hanging out, together. It's nothing to be suspect of." Blake said, restraining the two of them with magically controlled shadows, while trying her best to keep a 'don't notice me field' up.

She thought she doing good, but Jaune had still noticed them, if only slightly, which was more than a little embarrassing.

But, she had a mission, a mission to acquire smut. No, not literature dirty, smut that just so happened to have a good story.

She knew what she was about, and if it meant sacrificing Ruby to Jaune, so be it.

She seemed happy about it anyway, Blake felt if she was in her position she would be too.

However, she could see the shadows straining under Pyrrha and Yang's combined power. She wouldn't be able to hold them for long, the best she could do is distract them soon.

'Godspeed, you glorious bastards.' Blake thought, and Yang pounced on her, while Pyrrha took off after Jaune and Ruby.

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Jaune thought he managed to get away from the specter, but for some reason metal was still bending behind him, and he thought he could hear footsteps getting closer.

"Ruby," Jaune picked her up, holding her eye to eye. "I'm going to hide you for a second."

"Ok," She squeaked, as Jaune pushed her into a corner, pressing her behind him, as he waited for something, eye's dilated and still as stone, waiting for something.

Jaune listened intently for footsteps, breathing, and feeling for anything, disturbances in the air, body heat, or smells in the air.

The next thing Ruby saw, though, was Jaune pinning Pyrrha against a wall, arm behind her back. "Jaune!" Ruby shouted. "What the frick!"

Jaune snapped back to reality. "Oh," He took a step back, releasing Pyrrha. "My bad, thought you were someone else." He scanned around, the metal had stopped bending.

Crap, he wasn't going crazy was he?

"I didn't hurt you did I? You look a little, red." Jaune notice that she was breathing heavily.

"No! I mean, perfectly fine," Pyrrha's smile seemed more real than it had before, she craned her head, looking at Ruby behind him. "I just couldn't help but notice that you two were leaving,"

Jaune stared at her. "And, that's your business, why?"

She looked a little shocked by his bluntness. "What do you mean?"

"Why are you following us, Pyrrha? What couldn't wait for tomorrow?"

"Uh, Jaune?" Ruby pulled at his sleeve. "You're being a little ... much?"

Pyrrha smiled. "Oh, no. He's being perfectly .... himself."

Jaune frowned, he didn't like being followed. He shook his head, he was being paranoid. Pyrrha was harmless, and he nearly dislocated her arm, what was wrong with him?

"I'm sorry, I'm stressed and lashed out."

"Apology accepted." Even if Pyrrha wasn't the least bit in danger, not that Jaune could know that. If anything she was more worried for him, though the fact he could pin her like that was ... very interesting.

"Now that issue is solved, I," Pyrrha thought of a lie on the spot. "Wanted to accompany you so that we could discuss," She lied like a expert. "Getting your grades up, and where we should start tomorrow."

Jaune sagged, he felt like a bastard, she just wanted to help his sorry ass. "Yeah, that sounds fine, you ok with that Ruby?"

"Yep! The more besties the better!" She cheered, the noticed she was still behind Jaune's bulk. "Uh, mind if we move, a bit? Kinda of cramped."

Jaune nodded. "Yeah, I don't want people getting the wrong idea."

"I wouldn't mind." Pyrrha muttered.

"What?" Jaune asked.

"Hmm?" Pyrrha smiled.

"Nothing." Jaune was going to talk to Amber tonight about hearing voices.

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Jaune watched Ruby try and fail to be discreet, as she walked up to the bookstore with a fake mustache and sunglasses.

"Hello, my good fellow, as you can see I am too a adult man, so would you perhaps be holding certain book? I've been sent-"

The man shoved the book into her arms, as if holding it burned him. "Take it! Take it away from me! That's not filth, it's a curse!"

"I also, need-"

The man narrowed his eyes, shoving a brown parcel into Ruby's arms. "I know what she wants." The bookseller hissed.

Jaune turned away as Ruby tried to pay, but the man insisted she just leave. He scanned the shelves of books for anything that might be interesting.

His eyes caught the golden spine of book, 'The Greater Manual of Inter-Kingdoms Folklore, Myths, Legends, and Story's,'.

Taking it off the shelf, he felt it resist him, like someone had glued it to the shelf. He nearly fell backward with effort getting it out, and it's unusual weight.

He looked over the cover, a simple green and gold color, but it was old, faded, and barely legible. It was probably older than he was, maybe, older than his father. The pages were yellow and musty smelling, and took a pause, noticing that all the pages were hand-written.

He flipped to the front, no listed author, maybe it was an anthology? But, there were no one listed as author(s). No dedications, no foreword, and not even a table of contents.

There was not a date either for when it was written.

Jaune looked around the book. There was no price either.

He flipped open to a page.

'The Story of the Man who was like the Sun'

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'Once upon a time,

They're was a great hero of good character.

Wise as Water.

Strong as Earth.

Moved like Wind over the plains.

Burning like Fire among Men.

The Hero shone like a sun among his people, making great miracles for his people.

His people were wise and made him they're king.

He shone like a Beacon for his people.

The Hero was the greatest among them.

He was also the loneliest, for the Sun shines alone in the sky.

He was a King with no equal and his rule was a golden age unrepeatable.

Until the King fell ill, and met his Moon.'

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"What are you reading?" Pyrrha's melodic voice asked.

Jaune paused, his finger gliding across the page. What was he reading about, a fairy tale? He had never heard this one before.

Pyrrha looked beneath his hand. "Tales for Children?" She giggled. "I guess you must be a boy at heart."

Jaune flipped over the book, that's not what it said.

"No need to be embarrassed, we all want to get back to simpler times." She smiled warmly at him. "You have any recommendations?"

Jaune shrugged. "This is the first book I've held in a while,"

'That I didn't write myself,' He thought. 'Journals probably don't count, though.'

"That's a shame." She paused, looking at the shelf's. "How about this, I'll find a book, and if it's good, I'll pass it on to you?"

Jaune frowned. He didn't really have time for that.

"I think that's more Blakes thing,"

Pyrrha put a finger to her chin. "Hmm, I guess." She smiled. "Well, just think of it as helping me, for helping you with your studies?"

Jaune looked at surprised her, she was devious than he thought. They all side they didn't show, though, didn't they?

Smiling, he nodded. "Alright, sounds good. I probably won't finish any of them as fast as you, I don't read that fast."

Pyrrha nodded. "That's fine, maybe you can give me insights I wouldn't have thought of, it'll be grand to talk about." She looked genuinely happy about that.

"Maybe, we can introduce it to the rest of the table?"

Pyrrha seemed to think on it. "I was thinking, maybe, we begin with just the two of us?"

"Why? Wouldn't it be more interesting to share with everyone?"

Pyrrha's smile seemed a bit frozen now. "I'd like it if it was a bit more intimate, and we wouldn't want to force something on everyone, would we?"

"That's a bit hypocritical,"

"Is it, though? It's just a favor between friends with us, Yang isn't much of a reader, neither is Ruby, Weiss is quite busy, and Blake ... Blake has her own set of literature. It'd be unfair to just force it on them."

"Well, I guess." Jaune relented, it was just a thought, Pyrrha knew them better than he did, and Ren preferred horror, and Nora was on a true-crime kick.

"Marvelous," She edged closer. "We can start after I finish this one," She picked a book off the shelf. "We should have plenty of time in between tutoring for us to exchange books."

"That's find, do you want my contact?" Jaune asked, pulling out his scroll. "I don't want to make you wait on me."

Pyrrha nodded, putting her scroll up to his, and soon enough, a new contact was added to his list.

"There we go." Pyrrha smiled. "I'll make sure to call you first thing tomorrow."

He hoped she meant at school. "Come on, lets go to the counter."

"Yes, lets."

At the counter, the Book-seller was practically forcing Ruby's hand from giving him money. "I tell you, I don't want it!"

"You deserve it!"

"It's on the house!"

"It's a tip!"

"We don't accept tips!"

Pyrrha and Jaune looked at each other, and smiled.

"Ruby," Jaune called out. "Just leave him be."

"But!"

"We're going to buy these, ones. So just let him be."

The bookseller looked with relief at them, he stared at the one Pyrrha had. "Oh, that's a good one." He ringed her up, and Pyrrha paid him.

Jaune handed over his. "I don't recognize this one." The Seller said, looking for a price. "You didn't accidentally bring this one in did you?"

"Found it on the shelves."

"Huh, must have been here before I started working, no price though, uh, hm." The seller went into thought. "Just give me 10 lien, standard fair."

Jaune nodded, it sounded reasonable. He paid the man, taking a look around the store.

He hardly heard the bell ring, and the door open.

"Excuse me," Came a low rumble.

Jaune nearly jumped, as he turned to see a absolutely enormous faunus man behind him.

He looked like he was too big to get through the doorway, yet he had managed, with weathered, old and scaly skin, he was very clearly some sort of reptile Faunus heritage.

His green-yellow eye made contact with Jaune, before the both looked away.

Jaune escorted Ruby and Pyrrha to the side, letting the man through.

"Afternoon, Gustav." The book-seller greeted him.

"Have any of today's new's papers?"

"Yes," The seller produced a paper copy. "No, idea why you'd want one, you're just about the only one who buys them."

"Hmm, practical, actually there, can't just be deleted like a file."

"Fair enough," The book-seller grimaced looking at the new's paper. "Another killing at the docks?"

As one, the three teenagers looked at the Seller. "Oh, I say that out loud?" He frowned. "Nothin to worry about kiddos, it's just gang violence. The authority will take care of it."

Gustav grumbles. "Not gang-violance, predator."

"What are you on about?"

"The way the body was broken, it wasn't something a normal being is capable of." The Faunus muttered. "Too violent, more like a animal. Something out there, dock-workers are sturdy bunch, been one for most a century. Salt, wind, waves, strikes, seen it all, stood strong whole times, things people wouldn't believe either, things in the night."

"You're not on about this again are you?"

"Just a warning," The enormous reptile faunus looked at them. "Stay away from the docks, crime, predators, serial killers on top, worse below."

Jaune made eye contact with him again, he felt a unsaid message transfer between them. 'From one hunter to another, stay away.' His spine chilled.

"Let's go," Jaune muttered, pulling the girls without resistance, as they made eye contact and nodded.

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'The Hero was lonely while he sat on his throne.

He longed for companionship, but could find no woman able to be his queen.

He was too bright, too strong, too much like Nature than man.

He peered out over his kingdom from his kingdom, and looked beyond, and then beyond that, till he peered onto the other side of the world, and he saw a girl on top of a tower.

She was pale and beautiful like the Moon, and most of all lonely like himself.

The Hero-King set out to meet her.

His Moon was locked to the top of the tower by her father. A prophesy had said that she would be a greatest killer of men if she ever left, but he could not bring himself to end her.

The Hero-King was stopped by her father, who begged him not to let her leave, fearful of the prophesy.

The Hero-King felt himself torn between duty and desire.

He looked to the Gods and asked for wisdom, and they're answer was-

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"Dang it!" Ruby yelled, bringing Jaune out of his reading.

The short girl was at a claw-machine, and Jaune remembered they were at a arcade, Ruby had brought him here, Pyrrha was at a light-gun game.

Ruby peered at the Corgi-plush, trapped by the cruel trap it was in. She looked around, she had already spent 5 lien, that was more than worth it's cost right? Maybe, maybe she could use her awesome powers to make sure she got it? No law against it ....

"What are trying for?" Jaune asked, making her jump into air.

"Don't sneak up on me, please!"

"Sorry, anyway, what are you trying to get?"

"Oh. Um," She scratched her face. "That one." She pointed to a red and black corgi. "It matches my colors, and Zwei loves new friends."

"Zwei?"

"He's the family Corgi, and the bestest dog in the world! Anyway, I don't expect you to get it for me, I a master of crane-games have thousands of-"

"Done." Jaune pulled the corgi out from the the machine. "Here."

Ruby looked at the plush, and then clutched it to her chest. "Thank you. How'd you get so good at that?"

"I have a lot of practice getting them for my sisters." Jaune said. "I just have a knack they don't."

"Sisters?"

"Seven of them."

"Woah."

Pyrrha appeared next to them. "Indeed."

"Ah!" Ruby squeaked. "Don't do that to me!"

"Sorry." She looked at the plush, and then looked at Jaune.

"Yes?"

"Nothing." Pyrrha made meaningful look at the crane-game.

"I'm not using it, so feel free to play." Jaune had all the social intelligence of a brick.

Pyrrha sighed. "I haven't played this before," Then a light went off in her head. "Would you guide me through it?"

Jaune shrugged. "Sure, I can try."

Ruby sided over, watching as Jaune took Pyrrha's hands and showed her how to work the machine, and tips to use, Ruby taking mental notes as to avoid further defeats at the hands of the machine, and by the end of it Pyrrha had a little knight plush.

"See, not that bad." Jaune pulled out another plushie, a little wolf, handing it to Ruby. "I don't need that one."

Ruby gave a smug look at Pyrrha.

Pyrrha didn't seem to care, though. "Thank you, Jaune. He's marvelous." She held up the little Knight to the light.

"Not a problem. Least I could do."

"Well, if you're willing-"

The door opened with a ring.

"Dad, why did you have to come with us?" A annoyed sounding girl moaned.

She was then seconded by a near-identical girl. "Yeah, we don't need you breathing over our shoulders."

"Well, then I guess you don't need any of my money, with all your loads of lien, I'm sure you two have." A older man followed them in, pulling out his wallet. "But, if you two don't want your old man here, spending time with you, I can go spend my lien somewhere else."

"Wait, wait," The first of the blonde girls said.

Her doppelganger followed up. "Yeah! We didn't mean it like that!"

"Alright then, now how about we play-," The man just happened to look across the room. "Jaune?"

The blonde young man looked at what could be him in 30 years. "Dad?"

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Jaune and his dad sat across from each other, his sisters having cornered Ruby and Pyrrha somewhere else.

"Son, where have you been? Nobody's seen you in almost two days!" His father breathed out.

Jaune was tense, and fought to keep his eyes on his dad. "I've been busy."

"With what, son? The last we've seen of you, you were going upstairs, and now you're here." He looked over at the girls. "You haven't done-"

"No! It's not like that, we're ... friends?"

"You don't sound very confident about that."

"It's a recent thing." Jaune leaned back. "I'm out running errands with them."

"Right." His father didn't sound convinced. "Son, what the hell is going on? Cut the bullshit, and level with me, what is going on? You look half-dead, this is the first time anyone in the family has seen you outside of the house in a year, with girls no less, you've been doing worse in school then ever, and you look like you haven't slept properly in days, what's going on?"

Try months.

"It's complicated."

"Make it not then!" His father's voice rose, the other people in the arcade looking at them, but his father ignored them. "Jaune, I'm worried about you. Don't brush me off on this." He lowered in voice. "It's not drugs, is it?"

Jaune looked at his dad like he was insane. "What?! No, what do you take me for!"

"I don't know, because you won't tell me!" His father's voice broke slightly. "You're not acting like yourself, and it's killing me, and I don't know what to do about it, son! Give me a damn hand, here." His father looked like he was on the verge of a breakdown.

Jaune looked away, he could handle a lot of things, but hurting his family was something that he couldn't.

"I'm sorry."

"That's not what I want to here."

"I can't go into details."

'You wouldn't believe me.' He thought.

"Jaune, please. You live under my roof, we eat at the same table, and we share the same blood. Give me something, I'm your father, tell me if something's hurting you so I can stop, tell me if your in trouble so I get you out of it." His father pleaded with him. "If something's wrong, tell me. I'll do everything in my power to fix it."

Jaune sighed. "I got a job."

His father was stunned. "What?"

"I got a job, a night-shift."

"Since when?"

Jaune paused. "About a year ago." Not entirely a lie. "I recently got promoted, and that's why I disappeared, I'm sorry, Dad."

His father looked at him skeptically, but didn't seem to want to call his bluff. "Where at? Why, son? You're a boy, you should be having fun, not breaking your ass to make some bread."

Boy, oh boy, did he wish he could.

"I'm working at the Xiong Organization, I've been interned under The Big Bear himself."

"The Xiongs?" His father said to himself. "The Xiongs, the freaking Xiongs, son how'd you get wrapped up with them? Do I need to call in some of favors, cause I know how to deal with people like that."

Jaune hurriedly stopped his father. "No! I've been doing testing for them, and helping with experiments. It's nothing that I can't handle." Or, at least he hoped.

Papa Arc frowned. "I don't like this, son, you're working with Big Bear? I don't need to tell you all the things linked back to that man, he's no good."

"I know. But, I want to start my own future."

"Son?"

"I'm saving up for when I move out."

His dad didn't look happy to hear that. "Son, don't think we're pushing you out of the nest! You're welcome to stay as long as you need to at home."

"I know, but a man's got to strike out on his own, eventually."

"But, you're still my boy, my sweet little child."

Jaune felt himself embarrassed, facing turning red. "Dad, please."

"What? You're my son, don't feel embarrassed, I still remember you running around naked in the yard, and throwing up the first time we found out about your motion sickness."

Jaune put his hands in over his face.

Snap.

His father had taken a picture of him. "What are you going to do with that?"

Press.

"Oh, you know, putting it in family group chat."

Jaune groaned.

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"So, what are you doing here?"

"With our brother?"

"Are you dating?"

"Is it you?" One pointed at Ruby.

"Or you?" The other at Pyrrha.

"Or both?" They said in unison.

Pyrrha and Ruby looked at each other.

"Or each other?" The twins said together.

"No!" Ruby exclaimed. "We're just friends, best buddies!"

Pyrrha nodded calmly. "Ruby is just a friend."

"Ah, so that means you are dating our brother!"

Ruby blushed. "No, just friends!"

"Or are you?" They smiled at the two. "Will it stay that way?" They paused, looking at they're toys. "Also, why did he not get us plushies?"

Ring Ring

"Oh?" One of the twins looked at the scroll. Smiling deviously.

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"Anyway, what about school? You can't just fail and go into the workforce, we don't live in my dad's age."

"I'm working on it." Jaune admitted. "I got tutoring scheduled for tomorrow and foreseeable future, you don't have to worry about that, my boss got on my case about it too."

His dad sighed. "Well, at least that's something. What about college son?"

"The Xiongs are willing to help put me through."

"They don't need to do that, I've plenty of lien from my sponsorships, and-"

"Save it for the twins then,"

"Fine. But, just know that we're here for you," His father paused. "Even when you don't want us to be. Come on, lets go. You're mom's got dinner ready in a bit, and she'd like to see you too." His father smiled at him. "She'll love to know what you've been up to, and with such pretty girls no less."

Jaune shivered. "Mercy, please." He looked at his scroll. "I got work tonight, so I'll have to leave after dinner."

His father didn't look happy with that, but nodded. "I understand, just don't forget about us."

The pair walked over to the girls, and Jaune paled when he saw what the twins were showing Pyrrha and Ruby.

"Ah, look at how flush he is!" Ruby called out.

"Would you send me that picture?" Pyrrha asked.

Jaune fought the urge to go atomic with irritation.

Then strangely, found himself laughing, his sisters staring at him. When was the last time he actually been teased by them? It was nostalgic.

"Be careful around him, he's not all there." Viola the twin with the pony-tail on the right side said.

"Yeah, we've been waiting all of our lives for the day he snaps," Indigo nodded, her hair straight.

"But, we'll be there, when he does. " They said together.

And, Jaune knew they would.

#Jaune Arc #Fanfic

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itsclydebitches · 1 year

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I'm just adding my voice to the growing choir but yeah, I don't think Trent is going to out Collin:

It would be an extreme moment of regression. I mean, this guy gave up decades of high-profile journalism due to his distaste for how the job was making him compromise his ethics. He's not gonna just turn around and out a player after that.

(Headcanon-y side-note, but Trent is HEAVILY queer coded and based on my personal readings of his character he's someone who would not just respect Collin, but understand him.)

I've been noticing that each episode has a small "Don't print that" moment where Trent seems legitimately open to keeping the club's personal secrets. The ones that, frankly, have no bearing on football and thus the public has no right to them (changing manicurists, diarrhea, etc.) None of these scenes have implied that he's merely humoring his worried friends and planning to air all the dirty laundry when they're least expecting it. A player kissing another man in an alley on their night off absolutely counts as 'Personal and none of the book's business.'

Outside of the book, how would Trent publish this? He doesn't seem to be doing freelance. It's possible he could pass the tip off to someone else, but we haven't seen any journalist buddies he's friendly with and giving that to a stranger (from the audience's perspective) would feel like even more of a betrayal. You're not just outing him, but using someone who we can't trust to spin the story in an empathetic light, as Trent did with Ted's panic attacks?

Trent doesn't snap a photo of them, despite having the time to get one (they're oblivious). He doesn't write anything in his notebook. He doesn't interrupt and hound them for a quote like he might have in season 1-2. He just walks off, looking contemplative/a bit worried.

So I don't think Trent is going to out Collin, but I do think he might try and do something about it. Meaning, this episode has shown that Collin is, well... pretty bad at keeping his sexuality a secret. He's sneaking out of his boyfriend's house, trying not to draw attention to himself, but then he hits a whole bunch of trash cans while leaving. I got a huge spike of anxiety when he looked at his phone with the other guys standing right there, given that a selfie, kissy emoji, and "thirst" are all pretty damning texts. He's obviously kissing right next to the main road, just a street or so down from where half the club is eating dinner, in a remarkably lit area. And though he tries to deflect a lot - fine he's gay for Zava too, this is my wingman, story about trying to seduce women - it comes across as trying too hard to anyone who's paying attention. Because, you know, Collin is trying very hard, despite his missteps.

The point is that Collin is constantly on the cusp of being outed. If the story doesn't have that happen next episode (that would put a damper on Richmond's win streak) I think Trent is going to step in somehow in an effort to provide damage control - or at least try to, even if he winds up being too late. The use of "Everybody Knows," while obviously a pertinent title, is also a list of how all these awful things have already come to pass - "That's how it goes" - and contains such gems as,

"Everybody knows you've been discreet But there were so many people you just had to meet Without your clothes Everybody knows"

(The context here is cheating, but for a background snippet of a song I think the general vibe of bad things + lovers + not being discreet wins out.)

So Trent may try to step in, even if it comes to naught. After all, if he spotted them it's only a matter of time until someone else does too. Collin is lucky it was Trent who saw them and not someone else.

Cue the emphasis on how much he's changed as a journalist (Collin wouldn't have been lucky a year ago), viewers get a cool new relationship between characters who haven't interacted yet, as well as the canonizing of Trent as a queer man without giving him a coming out story because frankly a 50ish character doesn't (necessarily) need that. He's already got the "vibe" 🌈😎

#Ted Lasso #Ted Lasso spoilers #Trent Crimm #long post #for the record I have complete faith in this show not to fuck this up #WITH THE CAVEAT #that the Sam/Rebecca situation has always made me go '?????'#like that's the one time Ted Lasso has induced a 'Hey wtf' response #and I remain hopeful that it was a one time thing

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xoxomoonlightxoxo · 5 months

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P&C | Ch. 3: Nursing Buddies

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"I think I like your space buns more," a whisper lingers as Tae bends his neck, lowering his gaze as our eyes meet.

"Trust me, so do I. But first impressions are important," I say, already anticipating his quick remark regarding his first impression of me.

"You know I thought you would just keep your hand on my hoodie the whole ride down. You didn't seem in much of a rush," he chuckles, teasing my flushed face.

"Yeah well, it's not my fault you had to stand there," I quickly glance at him with a smirk.

He gives me a boxy smile, "Oh it was my fault? My bad, sorry, next time you decide to tumble into the elevator let me know so I can get out of your way," he says with the same teasing smirk.

It's goofy obviously, but I'm glad he wasn't awkward about it. I've embarrassed myself enough for one day. I'm surprised he hasn't said anything about my unfortunate outfit though but, I'll take it. Don't need him knowing about my Barbie obsession too. Flip-flops is enough.

Tae offered me a drink as we talked about our majors and how the first day of school went.

"Shut up! Nursing? No way, me too," I scream with genuine excitement.

"Stop, are you serious?" Tae exclaims. Leaning in forward, making sure he heard me correctly. But yes, turns out we are both majoring in Nursing.

"I'm dead serious. Wait, then how come I didn't see you in today's classes?" I ask, still smiling about the news.

"I didn't go, slept through them and then helped out with the party," he explained.

"Well, you didn't miss much. We just went over the syllabus, but the courses are fast-paced and content heavy so try not to miss too much," I say.

"Oh no trust me, my mom would whoop me if I did. Today was the only exception. She loves Jungkook and Jimin, so I told her it was a party for their arrival from Busan." he smiles pointing to the two guys standing by the food table.

"Is Jungkook alright?" I didn't mean to change the subject but my curiosity couldn't resist anymore. He hasn't left Jimin's side since we walked in and barely said a word aside from that short introduction.

"Yeah, he is fine, don't worry. If he doesn't sleep well, it shows on his face. Becomes all grumpy and quiet. Give him a day." Tae explains with a reassuring smile. I nod. Anyway, he knows better, they've been friends for a long time. By now they know each other's characters better than they know their own.

After talking to Tae for a while, I found my way to Jiah who was naturally with Jimin.

"Hey Mira, are you enjoying the party?" Jimin offers me water, as they scoot closer making room on the sofa.

"It's awesome! I met so many people already. Tae and I are in the same major, how funny is that?" I laugh.

"Tae is in Nursing? Since when? What happened to Graphic Design?" Jiah asks, turning to Jimin while simultaneously trying to spot Tae in the crowd.

"Yeah, that was before his parents found out. They said he needed a real job, one that would make him stable money. Capitalism, what can I say," Jimin sighs, leaning his head back.

"That's unfortunate, he looked so happy when talking about his projects. But, now he has Mira to pull him through Nursing." Jiah exclaims with a bright smile, eyes locked on mine.

"We'll see if I'll be able to pull myself through at least a semester," I say chuckling, but the concern in my voice is genuine. However, I'm glad that I at least have Tae in this with me. What if we end up in this same cohort?

1:00 a.m.

It's the next day, yet the party seems to have only begun. I'm not sure what these people are drinking but I'm ready to call it a night and sink into my warm bed. So, I go to find Jiah and Jimin and thank them for the invitation, before waving Tae goodbye. We promised to meet each other tomorrow before classes, to prepare for the battle that is Nursing.

As I left the studio room, I was relieved by the breeze of fresh air coming from the opened emergency exit door. Weird, but I need that air, I've been suffocating in there for God knows how long.

"Hello? Is anyone in there?" my voice is quiet, trying not to disturb the sane people who are fast asleep. I walked out of the building and onto the bench area by the dormitory. The moonlight is reflecting onto the pond as the sound of crickets fills the night ambience. Everything was at peace. That is until I saw a dark figure sitting on one of the benches farther back.

"Hello??" I screeched, stumbling back on my feet. Boom. There I was on the ground, one heel off my foot completely while the other was stuck in one of the cracks. Phenomenal.

"Oh my god, are you okay?" a familiar voice exclaims as the dark figure rushes towards me. Black hoodie, black hair. Jungkook. Why was he here all alone? Was he sleeping?

"Yeah, I'm oka..." my words were abrupted by his sudden action. In one swoop he was able to lift me while taking care of my broken heels. My arms just awkwardly dangling off of his broad shoulders, as I try to not make eye contact with his face, which was in very close proximity. After reaching the bench, he put me down, taking off his hoodie to put it on my bare legs. Everything is happening so quickly, mentally I am still on the ground, too embarrassed to look up.

"What were you doing out here, it's cold?" he asks, eyes focused on my face.

"What were��you doing out here? I only came up to check why the door was left open," I exclaimed, stuttering the second half of my sentence. He lets out a small chuckle and sits on the bench beside me.

"It was too loud in there, I already had a migraine so this wasn't helping. So, I decided to get some fresh air. Mystery solved." he looks back at me with a smirk. I give him a shy smile.

"Anyways, I wanted to introduce myself again, since I looked completely rough back there. I swear I'm much hotter in real life," he explains, holding out his hand.

"This is real life ..." I point out with a smirk, shaking his hand.

"You know what I mean. Anyways, I'm Jungkook, nice to meet you, Mira, right?" I nod.

"So, how was the party?" he asks. I explained that I'm not much of a party girl and came as Jiah's plus one. But it turned out to play in my favour as I met my study buddy. He was so tired he almost forgot about Tae's change in major and had to do a quick double-take when I mentioned Nursing.

"What about you? What's your major?" I ask.

"Well, right now, it's Kinesiology, but we'll see. Maybe I'll double major in something else," he explains. Well, he definitely looks like the type to major in Kinesiology, a lean physique with buff muscles. Everything about him screams gym rat, I know because I'm quite literally the opposite. I don't remember the last time I stepped foot into a gym, it's too intimidating and also I'm lazy. I hyperventilate going up 3 flights of stairs, so I think that should tell you all you need about my level of fitness.

We talk for a little while longer until silence consumes the surroundings. It's peaceful again. His hoodie is still on my legs, while he is left sitting with just a white T-shirt on. I try to move but my body is restricted by the sudden weight on my right shoulder.

"Ouch," I yelp quietly, as I notice Jungkook's fluffy hair right by my face. He fell asleep. On my shoulder. The one that suddenly won't stop hurting. That's it. I remembered why Jungkook seemed so familiar. He was the guy that bumped into me at the entrance door.

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Relationship Aftermath: Ben and Sadusky Edition

At last, the final entry in our relationship aftermath series!

And unlike the others that I promised would be short but were not, this one actually will be short. I hope.

We all know I can go on about how many ways I do not like Book of Secrets, but one thing I definitely do like is the implication that Ben and Agent Sadusky are kinda-sorta friends now.

Like. In National Treasure they had a certain respect for each other. Sadusky always took Ben seriously. When the other agents wanted to dismiss Ben as a kook both before and after the heist, Sadusky was immediately committed to discovering what makes Ben tick.

Likewise, Ben doesn’t seem to have any animosity towards Sadusky. The only thing Ben has against him is that Sadusky is standing between him and the treasure.

As we see in one of my favorite lines I know, they’re all my favorite lines Ben goes out of his way to tell Sadusky that his escape from FBI custody isn’t personal or malicious, it’s simply the only way Ben can do what he needs to do.

BEN Sadusky. I'm still not against you. But I found door number three. And I'm taking it.

Ben doesn’t have a problem with the FBI in general either although given how much he knows about US history he should?

During the denouement inside Trinity Church, Ben and Sadusky come to a mutual understanding. Both men, ultimately, want to protect the treasure and honor the Freemasons who went to such dramatic lengths to hide it. Now that the obstacle standing between them—a certain stolen Declaration—is recovered they can even work together to go arrest Ian. I mean Sadusky does not have to let Ben have his gotcha moment, but he does.

What I don't necessarily see coming based on this dynamic is any real continuing relationship after the treasure is found and whatever procedural aftermath there might be happens. They end the first film on good terms, but are not necessarily in a position to become major factors in each other's lives going forward, both by the nature of what they relationship is, and the fact that, the last few days not withstanding, they live in very different worlds.

This was a work enemies-to-work friends relationship. Sure, it makes sense that Sadusky would keep tabs on Ben in case he ever did anything dramatic again, but Sadusky is not going to be part of whatever museum tour is going on, and Ben is not going to be on the FBI's radar unless he commits another felony.

That works for me just fine. I'm more interested in how the core team's relationships all evolve after their ordeal on the treasure hunt, and I don't see Sadusky being more than an occasional guest star in the lives moving forward.

However.

HOWEVER.

In one of the deleted scenes from Book of Secrets Sadusky finds Ben on the roof of the Library of Congress making a treacherous walk across the glass ceiling in an attempt to escape.

Sidebar, as someone with interest and experience in arctic exploration Ben should absolutely know that the safest way to cross thin ice is by laying down, spreading out your weight. That's not sexy enough for hollywood though.

Sadusky comes out the door and says in a rather tired, warning toneL

SADUSKY Ben...

And Ben turns to face him and mimics Sadusky's tone to say

BEN Pete...

Pete?

PETE???

Since when did you two clowns get on a first name basis? A nickname basis?

Are you poker buddies now??

More than that?? 👀

This is unironically one of my favorite moments in Book of Secrets.

Yes, I realize it is incredibly ironic that the one thing I like is a deleted scene.

#national treasure #national treasure 2 #national treasure book of secrets #ben gates #peter sadusky

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My fav chaotic bitch.💜

Summary: The reader is new to AEW. She makes quick friends with Ana Jay who introduces her to Angelo Parker. Parker is immediately smitten with the reader.

"And remember, stay out of the way of Jericho and all of his obnoxious JAS buddies." Bryan reminds you one last time before he lets you go explore backstage.

"I know, Bryan. I got it." You assure him and turn to leave.

Bryan catches your arm and stops you again. "Are you sure that you don't want to take Wheeler with you? I'm sure that he'd be happy to go." He asks you.

"I don't need a babysitter, Bryan." You huff. "I'll be fine. I'm a big girl, Bry." You assure him with a small smile.

"Alright." Your brother sighs and lets you go. "Just...be careful, please."

You nod and are finally freed from the BCC locker room. You skip backstage with a grin, happy to be out of Bryan's shadow for the night. Tony Khan has just signed you as an AEW wrestler, so you're eager to start getting to know everyone and make friends.

Your journey takes you down near the women's locker room where you spot a pretty blonde woman on her phone. You recognize her as Ana Jay and decide to introduce yourself.

"Hey." You walk over to Ana with a friendly smile.

Ana looks up from her phone with an annoyed grimace. But her look softens when she sees you. "Oh, hey. I don't think I know you." She comments.

"Yeah, I'm new. Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you." You cough sheepishly. "I'm, Y/N."

"Y/N, huh?" Ana surveys you curiously. "Cool, I'm Ana." She cracks a grin. "I love that top by the way. It's super cute."

Your nervousness starts to melt away and you match Ana's smile. "Thanks! I love your work in the ring!" You pay back the compliment.

You and Ana get to chatting and you totally forget that Bryan warned you about the JAS earlier. Ana just seems so nice and cool. She can't be as bad as your brother warned you about. So how bad can the rest of them be?

"Oh, speaking of my friends." Ana is busy talking about the rest of the JAS when she spots a few of them come into the room. "Come on, Matt and Angelo just came into the room."

You turn with Ana and glance across the room at her companions. You glance at Matt first and he doesn't seem to acknowledge you. But when your gaze moves to Angelo, it's the complete opposite. You lock eyes with Parker for what seems like an eternity as Ana drags you over to him and Matt.

"Matt! Angelo! This is my new friend, Y/N. Y/N, this is Angelo Parker and Matt Menard." Ana introduces everyone.

Your voice seems to get caught in your throat as you stare at Angelo. He stares back with a pair of soft yet intense brown eyes before he blinks a couple of times and clears his throat.

"Y/N, huh?" Matt speaks up first. "Nice to meet you, sweetheart." He flashes you a smile.

"Nice to meet you." You agree with a small nod.

Angelo steps a bit closer and smiles at you. "Don't mind him, he's got no manners." He insists. "I'm Angelo like Ana said. It's a pleasure to meet such a pretty face, Y/N. Welcome to AEW." He welcomes you with a smile that makes your heart thump against your chest.

"Thank you, Angelo." You smile back at him.

"Ew! Angelo!" Ana scoffs and grabs your arm. "Stop hitting on my new friend. Come on, Y/N." She turns you around and begins to walk off.

You nod and let Ana drag you off again. But as you're being dragged off you glance back at Angelo with a dreamy look on your face. He locks eyes with you again and winks as Ana drags you out of the room.

Once you're gone Angelo and Matt turn to one another. "She was kinda cute," Matt comments with a chuckle. "Too young for me though."

"Not for me." Angelo chuckles. "And she wasn't just cute, Matt. That girl was gorgeous." He corrects his partner. "Y/N." He repeats your name. "Stunning."

Later in the night, Ana is walking back to the locker rooms with you after giving you a tour of the backstage area. You hang on to one another like old friends and joke around.

"So. Now that you've met basically everyone. Anyone catch your eye?" Ana asks you with a sly smile.

"There are a couple of interesting people." You shrug with a grin. "Ricky Starks is kinda cute. And that Darius Martin guy was hot." You drop a couple of names.

Ana listens intently, nodding in approval of your choices. "Okay, you've got good taste." She giggles. "Anyone else?"

"Yeah, that Angelo Parker guy that you work with?" You nod. "He was super hot." You admit.

"Ugh, him?" Ana groans with a frown. "He's so weird though. What about Daniel? Girls are always trying to get with Danny. But he's usually not interested in groupies. So you totally have a shot with him."

You shake your head and lean into Ana. "He was cute, yeah. But not my type. Now, Angelo on the other hand. Ana, please tell me that he's single?" You ask her.

"Yeah, he's single." Ana sighs. "I'll give him your number if you want." She offers. "But don't come crying to me if things get weird."

"Yes!" You cheer. "You're the best, Ana!" You hug her.

At the end of the night, you meet back up with Bryan who bothers you for details about your night. You explain that you made fast friends with Ana then proceed to listen to him scold you about that.

While Bryan is lecturing you, you get a message from an unknown number.

- Hey, is this Y/N?

-Yeah, who this?

-It's Angelo Parker. We met earlier tonight? I was the handsome guy that Ana works with. She gave me your number.

-The Handsome one huh?

-That's me ;) You maybe wanna grab a drink with me tonight?

-Well that all depends Mr. handsome one.

-Depends on what?

-How does saving me from my annoying brother sound?

-name a time and place, my damsel in distress

-locker room 197. asap

- got it. :) omw

Around five minutes later, Bryan is still lecturing you with seemingly no end in sight. You sigh and are about to try and get him to stop when suddenly the locker room swings open. Matt and Angelo burst through the door and Angelo hurries over to you while Matt distracts Bryan.

"Jailbreak, gorgeous!" Angelo holds his hand out for you to take. "Come with me if you don't want to die of boredom." He grins at you.

You laugh and take Angelo's hand. He pulls you to your feet and whisks you out of the locker room. You laugh as you are saved and can hear Bryan calling after you. "Bye, Bryan! Talk to you later!" You shout after him as Angelo escapes with you.

Once you are a safe distance away, Angelo lets you go. "Well, I'd call that a success. Wouldn't you?" He chuckles.

"My hero." You giggle.

"My pleasure, pretty lady." Angelo bows. "Now come on! Let's go get some drinks. All on me of course." He adds.

"Lead the way then." You giggle as he holds his hand out for you again.

#Angelo parker #aew #aew dynamite #wrestling #aew dark #aew fanfiction #aew elevation #aew imagine #all elite wrestling #aew wrestling #jericho apreciation society #Ana jay #matt menard #2point0

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