#i'm not sure if we were technically but he kept sitting near me and doing the shoulder arm thing

[f1stargirll]

Conversation Friends ° Lando Norris

Chapter Two

Word count : 1.658k

Description : slow burn, college!au (enemies to lovers) and more to come

Hey guys, sorry this chapter came out a week late, I was suffocating from homework. But here we are! And I'm currently on a week break from uni so I'll try to write as much as possible during this time, I have sooo many ideas. I think I'll even try writing oneshots so if anyone has requests I'm open to them! Hope you'll enjoy this chapter, and feel free to message me if you want to be tagged in the next parts 🧚🏼‍♀️

PSA : Since I’m STUPID, I’ve started writing on a side blog which means there’s a lot of things I can’t do!! So I’m switching to my main blog which is @f1stargurl !!! The next parts and the rest will be posted on there, so if anyone follows me here, if you could pls follow me on @f1stargurl 🤧 To quote mister Leclerc once ai gain, “I am stupid”

Hi Lando,

I’m sorry we got off on the wrong foot. I’m sure that stupid encounter at the supermarket was just a result of the both of us being irritated and tired. As you can probably tell, my first few days here weren’t so easy and it might’ve been one of the reasons why I was so unpleasant, and once again, I apologize. 

I really am willing to put this stupid history behind us and get this program started!

I hope you’ll give it a thought and I look forward to hearing from you soon, have a good week! 

Sincerely, y/n

It’s been six days since I’ve sent Lando that email and pushed my pride to the side to organize a date. Well, it’s not a date, but still- I guess it is technically a date? Is it a date if we hate each other? It’s a meeting. Yeah, I was trying to organize a meeting. 

Still no response. 

Closing my laptop, I decided to take my mind off this situation and take a break at a coffee shop near campus. 

Taking a step inside the coffee shop I spot Daniel and Alex sipping on their drinks. Seeing Daniel again instantly put a smile on my face, we’ve been hanging out these last few days and having him by my side feels great. 

“What’s up guys!” I say while waving at them across the room. 

“Hey y/n!” They both got up from their seats to give me a hug.

 “Go get your drink and come join us,” Alex invited me, pointing at their booth, “we were talking about the party this weekend.”

“Don’t mind if I do then”, I respond smiling from ear to ear. 

After picking up my hot chocolate I sit down in front of them, Daniel makes fun of me for not liking coffee, again.

“I swear y/n you’re 21 and you still don’t like coffe? You need to grow up,’ rolling my eyes, I playfully shove Dani’s shoulder feeling his muscle tense under the light punch, so annoying, and buff, wow. We kept talking for more than two hours. I got to tell them all about Lando ghosting me and about the amazing cheese and garlic pasta I made last night. 

“I think he’ll come to his senses. He has to,” Daniel insists, crossing his arms in front of him. Ooh, veiny forearms… “the reason you guys hate each other is so ridiculous anyway, over freaking pasta!” he shakes his head in disbelief. 

“I think you did the right thing trying to reach out, at least you’ll be the bigger person” Alex says, his hand reaching for his matcha latte, “I’m sure you’ll be able to figure this out together.”

“Thanks for the optimism I really appreciate it” I say with a weak smile, not really believing in Linguini’s philanthropist potential, “I just hope this won’t ruin the program for me…”

“What? No way!” Daniel exclaims sitting up on his side of the booth, “Look, you’ve got your Conversation Friends right here” he says putting his arm around Alex’s shoulder who’s nodding and smiling in agreement, “and you’ve got Lola!”

“You’re right Dani, I’m not gonna give myself anxiety over a guy who can’t even be polite,” I state with confidence, “anyways, I’m so excited about the party this weekend!”

Once back in my room, I decided to check my inbox one more time. Just in case.

Still no response. 

The sight tugs at my heart a little. We have our first mandatory meeting in a few days and I still have no contact with my partner. I wouldn’t care so much about it if it was just about the two of us, but the whole group is supposed to visit a museum and I don’t want to be the only one there without a partner, that would be too embarrassing. 

But as I reminisce on the topic, I realize I’m not just sad anymore, I’m bitter. All week I saw everyone meeting up and doing fun activities with their partners, but I can’t get an email back? Even a “k” would’ve been enough… I’m stunned at how childish this boy is being. 

Putting my phone on my wooden nightstand, I close my eyes and try not to overthink about the situation. Is it my personality? Maybe it’s because of the way I look.

But I catch myself slipping, the last thing I need to do is to start doubting myself because of a man again.

God, this British Society class is really kicking my ass right now. Why did I even choose the 8am one, what is wrong with me? The professor starts off the first chapter of the class as we hear a loud knocking on the door. 

“Sorry I’m late,” I see Lando standing in the doorway, out of breath, his cheeks a light pink from the rush. His eyes search around the room for any seat still available until they meet mine. There’s one right next to me, but of course he’ll never take that one. He sets down his bag on the table front row and I feel my heart racing from embarrassment as my mind instantly jogs back to the email and how vulnerable it was. He turns around a final time and blankly looks at me. What is that supposed to mean? 

The class went by slower than ever, my mind speeding about different ways to go up to him and finally settle this ridiculous situation. 

8:55 finally strikes the clock as the professor concludes his explanation. As I put away my computer I see Lando clutching his books and bolting towards the exit. 

Not on my fucking watch. I head for his direction, calling out his name, “Lando! LANDOO!”

He turns on his heels in a swift motion, “What do you want from me?”

Suddenly feeling small, I still mustered up the courage to ask him about what’s going on, “Well you’ve read my email so I don’t know why you’re acting like you don’t know,” I grumble. “I feel like I’m making way too much effort here.”

“What email? What are you even talking about?” he asks, his thick brows furrowing in irritation. “I didn’t even give you my real email, the one I wrote down was just to fill the blank so the teacher won’t bug me,” he explains, still slightly confused as to what I was on about, “I just don’t want us to communicate outside of the mandatory attendings, got it ? We’ll meet there and that’s it.”

Well, at least that explains the total ghosting, doesn’t make it any less humiliating though. My lips close in a tight line, “Message received then, glad to know you’ll still be there for the museum,” I slowly nod my head trying to process what I’ve just been told. I feel my throat tightening up a bit and decide to leave before embarrassing myself any further, never looking behind me at the curly haired boy. 

Standing in line in front of the museum’s ticket office with my two favorite boys feels like we’re high schoolers on a field trip. I still feel uneasy about this upcoming afternoon, even if the run-in we had was terrible, he still assured me he’ll be coming today. 

But now, I don’t even want him to be here, I’m done with the idea of making any efforts with him, I’ve been way too kind to him. I’ll just stay glued to Dani and Alex and spend a nice afternoon at the museum with them, it’ll be way more fun than if he ever was to be here. 

“Still no news from Linguini?” Alex asks, trying to make sense of this situation, probably feeling bad for me. I really was pitiful.

“It’s not like I have a way of having any.” I half-joke trying to keep face despite anxiety and sadness creeping their way into my heart;

I found myself gazing at a beautiful photograph of a peony field, my favorite flower. The exhibition was showcasing the origins and the beauty of perfumes around the world. It involved a path filled with elements used to make our favorite scents through the use of pictures and different aromas being diffused all around the museum. I had clinged on to my favorite boys for twenty minutes before the teacher noticed, “I don’t care if your partner isn’t here, it’s a pairing of two only.” So now I was wandering around the exhibition and taking in the great sights and scents on my own. 

“Hey,” I turned around to see Lando looking ahead standing next to me, his hair covered by a green cap matching the crew neck sitting on his shoulders and the color of his eyes. Last time I thought they were blue, but they’re not. They’re the most gorgeous shade of olive green I had ever seen. It bothered me that I noticed these kinds of small details about him, he was the last person to deserve it. “Sorry I’m late.”

I kept my focus on the piece in front of me, “Alright.”

“Alright.”

“These are my favorite, my grandma used to grow some in her garden,” I tell him without really knowing why.

“My grandma had roses, those are nice too,” he answers, I just nod in agreement. We both keep looking at the photograph in silence for another minute when his phone starts to ring. 

“Hey babe,” he quickly picks up, “yeah it’ll be quick I promise - no I don’t care I just have to do this, you know that.” Wow, way to ruin the last speck of hope I had. He hangs up as fast as he picked up.

“You know you could’ve just told me you had a girlfriend and didn’t want to talk to me for that reason, I mean, It’s a little extreme but I get it.” I know that some girlfriends are overprotective and the idea of their boyfriends spending time with another girl can be a nightmare.

“It's not about her,” he spits out, “I just don’t want to be here, I’ve got better things to do,” and with that final sentence he rubs the salt in a wound that’s already way too deep for what it’s worth. 

“You don’t have to be here though, nobody’s forcing you to” I remark, my voice filled with resentment. I’ve had enough. 

“I do, though. I’m only doing this to pass my semester, so let’s just wrap this up,” he starts going for the rest of the exhibition in hopes of finishing early. When he doesn’t feel me following him, he turns around and stops, staring me down with his hands in his back pockets, his shoulders slumped in frustration.

Slowly shaking my head, I stand my ground and head towards the next step in the exhibition in silence, disregarding the icy stare from the green boy across the room. I’m not letting him get away with it this time. I’ll enjoy the rest of the tour and make sure to take my time. Might as well enjoy my own company if that’s all I’m gonna have for the rest of the program.

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[moodymelanist]

Cassian casually ponders if he should get a haircut and Nesta trying to be supportive but caves and tells him how much she loves his hair

so I was scrolling through my inbox for something to do for @nessianweek day 4 and this ended up being the winning prompt. I hope you enjoy this as much as I did anon hahaha

Read on AO3 here!

✵✵✵✵✵✵ Cassian

Cassian growled in annoyance as his hair slipped out of the loose bun he’d thrown it in for what felt like the thousandth time this morning, motioning for a time-out so he could fix it. 

“Again?” Azriel asked, fixing Cassian with an exasperated look before lowering his hands. “At least make it quick.”

Cassian, Azriel, Gwyn, and Nesta had a standing Saturday morning gym session, and Cassian and Azriel were wrapping up their workout with some light sparring while Nesta and Gwyn were doing their ab circuit. Cassian had been looking forward to this all week, but it was hard to stay focused on the fight when his hair kept slipping out of its bun every five seconds.

“Sorry, I'm sorry,” Cassian answered. He picked the offending hair tie up off the ground and hastily pulled his hair back into a ponytail, hoping this time would be the time it stuck. “Ready?”

“For you to cut your hair?” Azriel quipped back. “I was born ready.”

Cassian laughed as he settled back into his fighting stance. “I’m not allowed to cut my hair.”

“Says who?” Azriel responded, mirroring Cassian’s stance back at him.

“Technically, nobody.” Cassian circled Azriel for a few moments, eventually feinting to his right and trying to sneak in a hit to the left, but Azriel didn’t fall for it. “I just value my life.”

“I’m sure she wouldn’t be that mad,” Azriel said, chuckling. “It’s just hair. It’ll grow back.”

“Easy for you to say,” Cassian said back. He stayed light on his feet and dodged the jab Azriel tried to throw his way. “You and Rhys are practically bald compared to me.”

“Just ask her once we’re done,” Azriel suggested, recovering quickly from his missed hit. “Maybe then you can actually beat me without using all those time-outs.”

“Fuck you,” Cassian replied playfully. “I could beat you any day of the week.”

Azriel snorted. “Not today.”

The two of them swapped half-hearted trash talk until Azriel decisively won the fight, refusing to drop his smirk even after they headed back to the locker room for quick showers. Cassian was more than happy to play sore loser; despite what Azriel claimed, Cassian had won enough rounds over the years that he was fine not being the victor today. There was always next week, anyway.

They both showered and changed into a fresh set of clothes, grabbing their bags and water bottles before leaving the locker room to meet their respective girlfriends. Nesta and Gwyn were sitting on one of the couches near the entrance waiting for them, both looking freshly showered and dressed after their own workouts.

“Hey sweetheart,” Cassian said once he and Azriel were close enough.

Nesta looked up from where she and Gwyn had been chatting, a soft smile forming once she met his eyes. “Hey.”

“Good workout?” Gwyn asked, though she was clearly focused on Azriel.

“Yeah,” Azriel replied. He held out his hand and Gwyn quickly reached out and took it, letting him haul her to her feet with a happy grin. “We actually had a question for the two of you.”

Nesta similarly let Cassian pull her to her feet and fixed them with a cautious look. “Oh?”

“Azriel thinks I should cut my hair,” Cassian told her, mentally preparing for her reaction.

“I see,” Nesta replied slowly. “What do you think?”

Cassian exchanged a glance with Azriel before deciding to just go for it. “It’s always getting in the way at the gym, so…”

“When’s the last time you had short hair, anyway?” Gwyn questioned as the four of them started walking toward the door. They all parked in the same garage, so could continue their conversation as they headed toward their cars. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you with it.”

“Maybe high school?” Cassian mused. He’d gotten regular haircuts all throughout his childhood, but once he’d gotten to college he’d missed one too many and had decided to just go with it. “I started growing it out in college and never looked back.”

“He looks like me,” Azriel added, holding the door open for them. Cassian took over to hold it for Nesta and slung his arm around her shoulder once everyone was outside. 

“Just not as broody,” Cassian teased with a little chuckle. Gwyn couldn’t hold back her own laugh, but she winked up at Azriel to let him know she was mostly joking.

“Are you really serious about cutting it?” Nesta asked, looking at Cassian with a pinched expression.

“A little bit,” Cassian lied. He knew good and well how much she loved his long hair, but he was in too deep now. Might as well see her reaction through to the end. “Would you hate it?”

“I wouldn’t hate it,” Nesta said slowly. “It would just. Take some getting used to.”

“Translation: she would hate it,” Gwyn chimed in. “And then me and Em would have to hear all about it until your hair grew back out.”

“No I wouldn’t,” Nesta argued, her voice a little too high-pitched to be believable. “I’d be supportive!”

“You don’t have to lie, Nesta,” Gwyn replied with a laugh. “You’re amongst friends.”

“If Cassian wanted to cut all his hair off, I’d be all for it,” Nesta lied right through her teeth. Cassian couldn’t help but grin at how aggressively she was defending her support of his hypothetical haircut when they could all tell how much she would hate it. “We could stop by the salon right now if he wanted to!” 

The four of them got into the elevator, Azriel pressing the button for the third floor while Cassian leaned over and hit the button for the fifth floor. “Sweetheart, I’m touched.”

“You should be,” Nesta said primly. “I don’t care if you’re bald or your hair’s as long as Rapunzel’s. I’d still have you.”

Cassian couldn’t help but melt. Every time Nesta did or said something to show how much she cared about him, he just wanted to bury his face in her hair and never let her go. Some of that must have shown on his face, because Gwyn and Azriel simultaneously rolled their eyes while Nesta’s softened around the edges the longer she looked at Cassian.

“And on that note,” Azriel said back just as the elevator made it to the third floor. “I think it’s time for us to go. You proved your point, Cass.”

“Keep it PG until you get back to the house,” Gwyn teased. “There are cameras in here.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Cassian responded, laughing as he waved them off. As if what he and Nesta got up to being recorded was supposed to turn him off . “See you two next week.”

Once the elevator made it to the fifth floor, Nesta turned and looked up at Cassian with a question in her eyes. “What did Azriel mean?”

“By what?” Cassian asked, reaching into his pocket for the car keys.

“That you’d proved your point.”

“Oh. I just told him there’s no way I’d actually cut my hair because I know how much you’d hate it.”

“I wouldn’t hate it.”

“Yeah, you would.”

“Okay,” Nesta admitted with a sigh as she slid into the passenger seat. “Maybe I would.”

“I’m not cutting my hair anytime soon, Nes,” Cassian reassured her as he turned on the car.

“You better fucking not,” she grumbled. “What else would I have to pull you around by?”

He just smirked at the massive opening she’d left him. “I have some suggestions.”

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[uniiiquehecrt]

Just wanted to say your knowledge of movies in general and Thor lore in specific in amazing!

Realistically speaking, can we expect to see Fosterson together again? I still have hope in my heart that we will.

Thank you, Nonny ❤ Your words are very kind! I'm lucky enough to have had some amazing teachers who were able to help me understand story fundamentals... so it's a topic very near and dear to my heart.

And my friend I have a twofold answer. Speaking optimistically, and betting on Thor's success as a standalone franchise, and as an avengers franchise, I do think it's possible. Or in the very least, it's surely possible to at least see Thor again for a fifth (and preferably final) standalone installment.

He's a consistent money-maker. Even Love and Thunder made about as much as the other films in the THOR franchise, with each film grossing about 3.75 times the production budget of each film. (Fun fact: Thor (2011) and Thor: Love and Thunder both made ~3.0 times the production budget, versus Dark World that did 4.3 times better, and Ragnarok that did 4.7.) Critically, his worst film is L+T at 63%. This is actually worse than Dark World which sits ~67%, and between the two it's pretty clear that L+T is not a fan-favorite, but he DOES make money, and continues to be incredibly well-liked regardless. Something that I'd wager Marvel's Phase 4+ needs. Thor has prestige, and people like him and his actor. He's consistently made profits for Marvel in ALL of his films, so Marvel would be pretty stupid not to double down for a fifth movie and the promise of "thor will return". (And as much as I loathe the film, L+T might have gotten some of the mcu normies to actually bother at least paying attention to Jane, whether it's for good reason or not.) So it's a bit of a no-brainer to bring back a character, and one of the last mcu couples, that is reliable. People like heroes and they like romance. Fosterson is both rolled into one.

Within this thought process, I do think that if Marvel knew what was good for it (...debatable... but again being optimistic) then they would reunite Thor with Jane and the rest of his family where he belongs. Give him that happy ending he so deserves as the final survivor of his original cast (discounting Sif), and of the Avengers' Big Three. No one in the whole of the Avengers franchise deserves a happy ending more than Thor does.

So with that in mind, for Thor's next appearance, either it's bring back Jane similarly to the end of the Mighty Thor comic arc, or have Thor end up in Valhalla where the whole rest of his cast is. Either way, Fosterston fans like you and me would ultimately get what we want (the two reunited). Then it's a matter of "but would it feel earned to the audience who's kept with Thor for the past decade"?

As it stands: Thor is in an odd position where his options are limited, but still technically open as a character. Narratively his story simply will not be finished until he's been put to rest one way or another... Ultimately he needs to find peace, and I think anyone in the MCU fanbase can at least agree that MCU!Thor won't be able to for as long as all of his castmates are dead or otherwise written out of the picture. (Thanks to the decision to write Thor out of Asgard by revoking his birthright he can't even at least have THAT as a reason to keep going.) Even Hemsworth feels as much, whether he'll say it so explicitly or not. ("Thor lost his mind that last one. He’s got to figure it out now.")

Really a reunion should be in a 5th installment, but if they wanted to play it cheap they could maybe wrap up Thor's story in a B Plot or a cameo in whatever they have lined up for Avengers: Secret Wars. Were it up to me I would argue ostensibly that it's a "pick one" situation at this point in time. (and given they might attempt to shoehorn TVA!Loki into meeting MCU!Thor at some point to call that a day, the most profitable answer seems pretty cut and dry.)

Realistically speaking within that...? I think that all depends on Marvel/Disney's budget, and ...honestly, probably Chris Hemsworth on the whole.

There are many shifting variables in Hollywood right now. Lots of budget cuts, cancelled tv shows and films, job losses, etc. While I think the big names and upper league of the industry are going to come out relatively unscathed, I do think that Disney/Marvel may need to slow its productions down, and greatly decrease the quality and quantity in order to survive. That, and, again, the fact of the matter is that the quality of Marvel's Phase 4+ has been pretty hot garbage.

Which then leads me back to the point that: Thor is a decent money maker. He's still got material to work with if they wanted to wrap him/Chris' iteration of him up as they did with Tony Stark and Steve Rogers. And this is keeping in mind that Chris Evans, despite Steve's story definitely being wrapped, is willing to come back for cameos in future appearances out of respect and love for his character.

....That said, you'll notice that I mention "respect and love for his character" when mentioning Chris Evans. Frankly, Chris Hemsworth is a bit more of a wild card. I've mentioned it (here), but it seems as though Hemsworth has largely fallen out of love with Thor. Now, when I say that I don't mean that he hates Thor. Thor is a very special character to him. Something he has stated multiple times in interviews — especially since becoming Thor really helped launch his career forward.

... The GOOD news is Chris has commented on coming back for future Thor films.

“Yeah, I think [Marvel] always [teases the characters return in films]. Look, I’m completely open to it, [...] I’ve always loved the experience. I’ve been very thankful I’ve been able to do something different each time.”

The ... BAD news is he's also commented on being largely contented with the character as is (albeit wanting to move on from Taika's take) and otherwise finding him "boring", and that there is not a lot he'd want to do with Thor now that they've spanned the course of ... mostly everything.

“You look at Thor 1 and 2, they were quite similar. Ragnarok and Love and Thunder are similar. I think it’s about reinventing it. I’ve had such a unique opportunity with Infinity War and Endgame to do very drastic things with the character. I enjoy that, I like keeping people on their toes. It keeps me on my toes. It keeps me invested. I’ve said this before but when it becomes too familiar, I think there’s a risk in getting lazy then because I know what I’m doing. So I don’t know."

He, like Evans and Downey Jr. I'm sure, wants a happy ending for his character — and I would argue that absolutely includes Jane, but the course of Disney/Marvel's Phase 4 is uncertain, because they seem to have no plan. Or at least not one beyond "insert cool cameo here"

...And Chris' faith in the character that kickstarted a large portion of his career has seemed to have utterly tanked in recent years especially. (Particularly since it's been rather hot and cold for him. If a film does well and is written wonderfully, then there isn't enough Loki in it so the MCU fanbase decides to go nutty. If it's written poorly with an ill-cast director, it does well. But then when they double down on that ill-casted director people get fed up with it because the Russo Bros. did it better in Infinity War and rightfully so. Though Chris seems to favor the IW depiction too so even he isn't immune.) So it's hard to say whether or not Chris will actually take up another contract, fulfill any that he's (allegedly) previously made or make so much as a cameo appearance to fulfill that "Thor Will Return" we were promised at the end of L+T.

"I have no idea. I've said it before, it all depends on the type of story. It has to be something unique. What I don't want is to do the same with the character until the end, until there is a feeling of exhaustion in the audience. But if there is excitement for it, I am always willing to return. If there is a new story, it has to be something very special. I'm sure there's something exciting to tell, so we'll have to wait and see. You have to wait to find it." "Again, I don’t know if I’m even invited back. But if I was, I think it would have to be a drastically different version in tone, everything, just for my own sanity… (laughs) … Thor lost his mind that last one. He’s got to figure it out now."

I'm afraid that sounds rather dour... but unless we actually get confirmation of a Thor 5, or Thor appearance in the inevitable Avengers movies down the line, it's really just... hard to say. As ever this is all simply hypothetical conjecture based on sheer observation. Though of course, I don't work for Marvel. And even if I did, NDAs exist, so it's not as if I could confirm or deny anything anyways. We simply have to wait and see.

PERSONALLY if I were to take a crack at it, I'd at least give Thor a 5th movie, completely wrap him up in a way that is respectful to his character while also ... attempting to acknowledge and semi-respect what Marvel has already done thus far ... and then leave the rest up to cameo and side character appearances, like what they're doing with Evans and Steve Rogers.

#(though then if it were me i'd have written ragnarok completely differently.... and would /slightly/ tweak-) #(-a few details about dark world but honestly that film is like 95% perfect in my eyes) #(watch me slowly put together a 'thor arc rewritten' hypothetical at this point ansjkfsabkdsabk fix-it fics my beloved) #anyways is this the answer you were looking for nonny? lord if i know #but alas it is what it is from where i'm standing and where it is... is all over the place #we're living in the timeline where everything is a mess. do i think fosterson will get back together? personally? yes. #i think it'd be short-sighted of them to refrain from reuniting them + giving Thor especially one last hurrah. #do i think it's /realistically/ going to happen? debatable. Marvel/Disney has done nothing to make me have faith in them #as a studio and with all of their writers and directors they've hired on ever since phase 3 ended >>;; #thor also unfortunately puts butts in the seats because we all know him and like him and chris is a phenomenal actor #....so ... who knows when they'll actually retire him as they did with steve/chris evans and tony/rdj #&&. whispers #&&. | marvel. | #&&. thor.

[sanjana-aqua]

Princess

Au, romantic

Yoongi X Reader

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...

"YOU IDIOT.... STAY WHERE YOU ARE..." The voice echoed around the hallway gaining the attention of everyone.

A girl was standing there and anger was clearly visible on her face. Her hands were in a tight first and her look was that she can kill the person on whom she shouted.

"MIN YOONGI.... STOP..." She raored again

Instead of stopping, he turned and stick out his tongue triggering her more. He winked and ran away.

The girl closed her eyes in frustration and just then she felt someone tapping her shoulder. Instead of opening her eyes she said "he ruined my favourite tshirt..."

"Sana... Look here..." Hearing his soft voice, she turned to that person.

"it's fine... You know he always does that... Stop giving him attention..." The person said...

*But abhay... Look at this chocolate stain..." She pouted and pointed the chocolate stain near the collar region of her white tshirt..

Abhay "it's fine... Don't ruin your mood... Let's go to class..."

She breathed out and said "okay fine..."

They went to class but she was still in angry mode.

Yoongi and sana were in same University, but different subjects. They met in University competition for quiz as a competitor and since then, they became enemies. The quiz was tied but they started arguing who will take the trophy. The small argument let to big ones and they started bullying each other.

Today was her birthday and she wore a new Gucci white tshirt which she purchased after saving from part time job. Yoongi saw that and to bully her, he put a chocolate stain on it.

"By the way... Happy Birthday..." Abhay wishes her in order to change her mood.

"hmm... thanks..." She said in dull voice.

"cheer up now... we will go to disc tonight... My treat..."

He said and her mood got lifted hearing this.

"Really..." She asked as confirmation.

"Yes..." Abhay nodded.

On the other hand;

Yoongi was sitting on the grass and was regretting a bit doing this to her. Though as fun, he knew how she got this tshirt and he thought of apologizing her during lunch break and wish her.

"But will she forgive me..." He thought

These days, he felt not to fight with her. Instead he always looked at her while arguing. He himself doesn't know why but nowadays, a strange feeling was coming inside him. Maybe...

"no...no....no..." He shouted suddenly and got up.

"what happened..." his friend, jimin asked..

Avoiding the eye contact, he said "nothing..."

Jimin "you look lost... All okay na..."

Yoongi just nodded. But the thing that came in his mind earlier shook him to the core...

'How can i feel like this for her...' He thought

The bell rang indicating lunch break. Jimin took his bag and said "shall we go .."

"I'm not feeling well... I'll go to my house..." Without listening anything he left.

Jimin said to himself "he's acting strange..."

After the classes, sana came towards her locker to keep her things. As soon as she opened the locker, she saw a gift box with a note.

She took the note and started reading

Wishing you a very happy birthday sana... I hope you'll accept this...

She opened the gift and saw a beautiful pair of rose gold earrings.

"Wow..." She was astonished as this was the one she saw once in a mall. She wanted it very badly but as she was saving for tshirt and have to manage everything on her own, she couldn't get it.

She was admiring the earrings when a abhay came and said " We should go home... Then I'll come to pick you for disc.."

Sana looked at him and said " sure..."

She kept the earrings in her bag and they went from there...

Evening 7;

Sana was getting ready for the disc. She was wearing black crop top and light brown color knee length skirt. She did a little make up and took her purse. Just then, her gaze went to the watch she was wearing. She frowned remembering how she got this watch.

Flashback

"You cheated me... This is so unfair..." He yelled a bit

"Listen... I didn't know okay... So technically it's not cheating..."

Sana and yoongi had a bet and she lost. As a punishment, she had to get him fresh tangerines from a specific store which was like 10km from University.

Instead of going there, she went to nearby shop and got it. But yoongi recognised it as he loves tangerines, specially from the place he said her to get. And now they were arguing.

"Now you'll get another punishment..." He said...

Sana frowned and said "what... Why... I got the tangerines..."

" not from where I said to get..." He fired back...

She understood and accepted defeat.

He took a watch and said her to wear it. She looked at him confused.

"Don't overthink... It's a punishment... There's a button on this watch through which it is connected to my watch... If you press this I will get a signal where you are and if i press the button on my watch... I'll get the same signal..."

"This is literally stalking... I'll not wear this... " She protested..

He forcefully made her wear that and said "don't remove it... ever...else consequences will be bad.."

Present

She was looking at the watch. Even though she wanted, she couldn't remove it. Coz of all these arguments and bullying, she developed a special place for him in her heart. She realised she is in deep love with him. Arguments now became a source for her to talk to him. Because she knows he doesn't feel the same.

"Will i ever be able to tell you that how important you are for me yoongi..." She signed and just then, she got a call from abhay.

Abhay"hey...you ready..."

Sana "yes... I am..."

Abhay "so come... I am waiting downstairs..."

She hummed and cut the call. She went towards the disc with abhay.

In the disc

Sana was in the disc but her mind was thinking about yoongi... She wanted to speak with him and at least confess him her feelings even though she knew the answer. She thought to go to his house and said to abhay "hey listen... I'm not feeling well... I'll go..."

She stood but he held her wrist and said "come on... We just came..."

Sana "but..."

Abhay cut her off and dragged her to dance floor. He held her and started dancing while touching her a bit inappropriately. But she didn't mind it much and started enjoying a bit. Taking a chance, he ordered juice (mixed with vodka) for her.

Sana came towards the table and abhay came to her with the drink thinking 'today I'm gonna make you mine at all cost...' He gave her the drink n she drank in a gulp as she was very thirsty. Since she didn't have alcohol before, she couldn't recognise the taste but she started feeling dizzy a bit.

Sana " what was that..."

Abhay " nothing... Just orange juice..."

Sana (holding her head) " why I am feeling dizzy then..."

Abhay "no issues... I'll take you to room... You can rest..."

He held her hand and dragged her. She wanted to protest but as she trusts him as friend, she went along with him.

As soon as they entered room, abhay locked it and pinned her to the wall.

Sana (shocked)" what the hell are you doing..."

He touched her waist and said "making you mine..."

He pinched her side waist saying "you are damn sexy sana... I want your body soooo much..."

She pushed him with all her force and he fell on floor. Taking the chance, she ran to the washroom and locked it. She sat on the floor next to door and she heard footsteps approaching. Soon he heard abhay banging the door saying "open up sana... You can't escape today..."

Sana was sobbing silently thinking what to do. Her phone was also at the table and she was left with no other choice. She looked at the watch.

Meanwhile

Yoongi was sitting on the bed looking at the shopping bag infront of him. He himself was unaware what he was doing...

'why the hell i got the same Gucci tshirt for her... And why i gifted her that earrings... What you are doing to me sana... I think I'm going crazy...' he thought

His thoughts were interrupted by beep of his watch. He was astonished as it was the first time his watch beeped... That too continuously. He looked and understood it was sana...but he was confused why. The beeping was continuous and without thinking and waiting, he tracked her location...

On the other hand

Sana was praying internally for the watch to work when she heard "if you won't come out... I'll break the door for sure..."

Suddenly she felt force on her back and she was pushed forward. Realisation hit her that abhay broke the door. She looked back and saw him standing while smirking.

She started going back but he was fast enough to hold her leg and dragged her.

"Leave me..." She shouted but he forcefully picked her in his arms and threw her on bed.

Sana (teary) " why abhay... why you're doing this..."

He hovered over her and held both her hands above her head and tore on of the sleeves of her top. She screamed but it didn't effect him.

Abhay "from the first day of University i wanted this to happen... I don't want your consent... I just want your virginity.... Either you enjoy or not... I'll do it..."

Saying this he completely tore her top. She was feeling so helpless for the first time in her life. His touch was disgusting her so much and she was continuously screaming for help. But her voice died as she felt her bra got removed from her body.

She looked at him and could clearly see the hunger and lust in his eyes... He immediately attacked her breasts and she was crying harder. In that moment, she was feeling it's better to die than being in this situation.

Suddenly she felt abhay was pulled away from her. She immediately got up and covered herself with blanket. She got shocked to see yoongi punching abhay continuously.

Few minutes before,

Yoongi came rushing in the disc but didn't see sana there. He thought that she did prank on him and started to go but her gaze fell on her phone.

Yoongi "her phone... It means she is here..."

He started searching for sana while showing her photo to the waiters, bouncers and bartenders there. Through them, he got to know she is in a room.

He started checking rooms and when he came towards a particular room, he heard her screams. Without thinking, he broke the door and saw a person hovering over sana and trying to rape her. Immediately he pulled that person and started punching him.

Yoongi "how fucking dare you.... You bastard..."

He was continuously punching him until he heard a sobbing voice "y..yooo..yoongi..."

He stopped and looked at sana who was soaked in tears. Throwing abhay on the floor, he took off his jacket and went towards her. She couldn't meet his gaze and looked down. He wrapped his jacket around her and made her look at him

Yoongi (caressing her hair) "i am here... "

She immediately hugged him and started crying. He patted her back to make her calm. As she was a bit high and exhausted, she slept in his arms. He picked her carefully and took her towards the car. Before leaving, he texted someone....

Yoongi's home

He took sana to his house as he didn't know her address. Laying her gently on bed, he caressed her cheek thinking 'i didn't know you had this much trust on me sana... I'm glad i was able to be on time... It also made me realise my feelings for you... Get up soon... I'll make your birthday memorable...'

After sometime, Sana got up and found herself at an unfamiliar face. She was thinking where she was when she heard a voice "hey..."

She looked and saw yoongi standing with a glass of lemonade. He forwarded the glass to her and said "have it .. you'll be fine..."

She took the glass and looked down. Tears automatically made way through her eyes remembering that incident. Yoongi noticed that and sat opposite to her on bed.

Wiping her tears, he said "no need to cry sana... nothing happened..."

She looked at him and said "thanks yoongi... If you didn't come on time then..."

He kept his palm on her lips saying "ssshhhh.... Nothing would have happened... I'm there na... Just drink the lemonade... You'll fell better... I'll come in a while"

Saying this he got up from bed. Before leaving, he turned and said "by the way... there's a dress for you in that shopping bag... hope you'll like it... Happy Birthday..." Giving his gummy smile, he went from the room.

She smiled a bit and had the lemonade. That's when she realised she's only wearing yoongi's jacket. Remembering how he saved her and hit abhay, a smile formed on her lips. Her gaze went to that shopping bag and she took it.

Her eyes widened seeing the same white Gucci tshirt which she got for her.

Sana "what the hell... why he got me this... I can't understand him... First he ruined my tshirt and then this... Min yoongi you're such a complicated person..."

She wore that tshirt and just then she got a message from him...

Come downstairs... Quickly...

Without thinking much, she went down and was astonished to see the living area decorated with balloons and ribbons. She smiled ear to ear seeing happy birthday sticker and her photo on the wall. Soon she heard a voice and turned.

Yoongi was coming towards her holding a cake and singing...

Happy Birthday to you...

Happy Birthday to you...

Happy Birthday dear sana...

Happy Birthday to you...

"blow the candles and make a wish before that..."

She looked at him and closed her eyes. Making a wish, she blew candle and cut the cake. After feeding each other, she said "thank you for this...*

Yoongi pinched her cheek and said "you're welcome..."

She giggled and said "why you're being so nice to me..."

He just smiled and said "you wanna dance with me.."

She nodded and he pulled her closer while gently holding her waist.

"I myself don't know why sana... but nowadays I'm getting a strange feeling... I started adoring you more... (Tucking her hair behind ear) you became a special person in my life without my knowledge..."

She smiled and hugged him.

He hugged her back saying "i think I've fallen for you..."

She hugged him more tightly and said "same here yoongi... I fell for you don't know when... But you also became a special person in my life..."

They broke the hug and he kissed her forehead.

She blushed a bit and said "can i ask you one more gift..." He smiled and nodded.

She hugged him and said "make me forget what happened today yoongi... I don't wanna remember i was almost raped today..." She sobbed a bit.

He released her from hug and cupped her cheeks saying "don't cry... That bastard don't deserve your tears..." He wiped them and she said "please make me yours yoongi..."

Yoongi gulped a bit and said "you sure..."

Sana nodded in tiny. He kissed her cheek and said "I'll make you forget that completely..."

She closed her eyes feeling his soft lip touch. He took her in his arms and went to the room. Gently laying her, he tucked the strands of her hair behind her ear and looked at her lovingly.

She blushed and said "stop looking at me with those eyes..."

He leaves a bit forward and said "what eyes love..."

Her cheeks became red on hearing love from his mouth. He kissed her nose gently and said "you look like a tomato...." And bit it.

She encircled his neck by her arms and pulled him a bit closer slightly pecking him on lips. He hovered her trying not to put on his weight on her.

Confirming once more, he asked "you sure about this love..."

She smiled and said "yes love... I am..."

He gently removed her tshirt and gently touched her neck. She closed her eyes feeling his cold hand on her skin which was giving her thousands of butterflies. Leaning close, he sealed his lips with her. They both were in same position for few seconds and he gently started moving his lips against hers. She also responded with the same passion while caressing his hair.

While kissing, he unhooked her bra and slid it down her arms. She clutched on his shirt and closed her eyes more tightly. He broke the kiss and kissed her forehead saying "I'll be very gentle sana..."

Her eyes relaxed a bit hearing this. She opened her eyes and said "i trust you yoongi..."

He leaned in kissing her neck, gently sucking it while his hands were busy removing her clothes. His kiss was so soft as if she's the most fragile thing for him. Her breath became uneven feeling his lips on her nipples. The tingling sensation in her lower abdomen and the nerves of her nipples were giving so much pleasure. His one hand was busy in making some random arts on her skin and another was holding her hand tightly.

He got up a bit and looked at her. Her uneven breathing, sweat beads on her forehead and trembling lips were the evidence of his effect on her. Roaming his fingers on her face, he said "you want it with or without protection..."

She looked at him and said "without... I want to feel you babe.

Taking her hands towards his shirt, she started opening it. Removing his shirt, she slid her finger from his throat to Belly button extremely slow, feeling each and every muscle there. He closed his eyes and a moan escaped from his mouth feeling the pleasure. Her touch was giving him goosebumps and was making him more hard.

She stopped at the button of his trousers as she was feeling bit shy. He understood and removed her hand gently while kissing it.

"you don't have to babe... Tonight I'll make you feel special..."He said while removing his trousers. For a second, she was shocked seeing his length but till now she understood that he'll not be harsh on her. So, she looked at him and smiled sweetly.

He spread her legs wide and positioned himself above her. Cupping her face, he said "look into my eyes while I'm doing it... Okay..." She kissed his hand and nodded. He slowly started entering her. As she was so tight, it was a bit difficult for both of them.

"just a min..." Yoongi said and got up. He went towards the drawer and came back with lubricant. He was about to apply when she said "can i apply?"

He was a bit taken aback by this and said "what..."

She giggled and got up a bit. Taking lube from his hand, she squeezed some in her palm. She held his length and gently started massaging it with the lube.

"Fuck..." He moaned feeling the pleasure from her massage. She was applying the lube throughout the length and massaging it, making it more hard.

"i can't control now..." Saying that, he pushed her slightly on the bed and again entered. This time, it was a bit easy and half of his length went inside.

"Ahhhh" she screamed and he caressed her hair comforting her. He stayed in that position for a while and slowly started entering more. When he found she adjusted to his size, he started thrusting her. They both were looking at each other which was quite in intimate. The eye contact, moan with each thrust, reaching more close to climax, holding each other tightly... It was like two souls becoming one.

He gasped when he came inside her and lied in her chest exhausted. She hugged him and stroked his hair.

Yoongi "you're okay... Is it paining... You need a hot pad..."

She cut him off "I'm fine as long as you're here..."

He smiled and hugged her more tightly. They slept like that...

Night 2 am;

Yoongi's watch snoozed indicating his alarm. He got up and sensed sana is sleeping in his arms. After making sure she's asleep, he got up and silently went towards his basement.

Upon reaching there, he saw a person tied of chair and was having bruises everywhere. One of yoongi's men said "boss, we've tortured him as you said..."

He hummed and went towards that person. Seeing yoongi, that person said "please... Please leave m..."

Gunshot.

Yoongi smirked and said "I'll never leave a person who laid filthy hands on .my princess... And you tried to rape her... Enjoy in hell..."

...

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#bts x reader #bts suga smut

[edaworks]

Reynard the Fox's holding cell has me curious. I'd love to hear about it c:

Sure! Thanks @dovesofcedar for the ask/sorry for the textwall response :P

Throughout the first arc (feels weird to say that) of my WIP, I reference a specific collection of poems/New England literature as a plot device. Reynard the Fox, a wily character common to a bunch of European fables, comes up in the poem "tied" to this chapter.

This is also the only chapter sitting in a standalone document. Why? Well...the document in my WIP folder named "text" is my main draft file, and it used to be absurdly long. I've never done this before; legal writing is a constant for me but it requires other skills (persuasive/technical writing) and needs to hold attention in a very different way. One if by Land, on the other hand, started as a stress-delirium-induced near-accident spun off of a oneshot I wrote at the end of April. There was an element of "if I keep it casual I won't intimidate myself with what I'm working on and freeze up," so I just kept chucking everything into one disaster file. It eventually contained:

about 2/3 of the first arc (70Kish words)

planning for parts of Arc 2

cut material

some drafting for Arc 2 (a couple tens of thousands more words)

all my non-spreadsheet research and notes (we won't even go there)

Inevitably, it reached a length able to crash and stall out Google Docs. @twosides--samecoin and I were talking about this and she gently pointed out that I could choose to not keep it all in one place don't mind me I'm a dumb bird and offered some good advice on process/how to handle it, so now there is some Organization™ instead of one long file and scattered Excel spreadsheets (the spreadsheets have been consolidated into one sheet with different tabs, and mainly consist of "how do I make X thing work in the Falloutverse" research).

The portion of Act I that I'm actively picking at - this chapter, Reynard the Fox - has been pulled out of my draft file to its own document where the file size is manageable, and where I can more easily compare it to the extant draft. It's about 9.5K words at the moment. It's a "holding cell" because I'm full of bad jokes: a temporary home for something that needs to be processed before it can be bonded out and released into the wild on monitoring. hur hur criminal defense jokes

EDIT: whoop forgot this part of the game, here's a snip. This particular character's viewpoint is very stream-of-consciousness and is one of a couple that I write first-person-present with a lot of run-on sentences.

He releases the wall. Something comes away under his right fingers, like dust scales from moth wings. Chalk powder. He looks back at the wall and finds what he’s looking for, smudged, but visible: a small starburst of lines around a central point. Six lines, not eight. In the center, an X. Railsign. Danger.

A familiar, hated, forced calmness is spreading through his limbs like anesthesia. The world slows down. Every deafening noise, every sluggish trickle of air, every scent, every object; they get cataloged in his mind as it all-unwillingly constructs a three-dimensional map of the space around him, forcing him into an almost out-of-body sense of heightened perception. He turns through suspended animation, dipping to catch the bat’s handle in his right fingers and gracefully swinging it across his shoulders; stepping with purpose back towards his own house. His mind screams that he's slow as molasses, but he's quick, quite quick for a world which has all but ground, shuddering, to a halt.

Fuck.

#wip tag #tag games #ask tag #oneifbyland

[wardlowsbabydoll]

But I'm the Only One Who Needed Saving

Numb.

That was how Jupiter felt.

How could she have not put the pieces together sooner? She was a genius for crying out loud!

But, nevertheless, here we are. Hope and Jupiter trapped together in an unknown location.

The Wolfsbane, Vervain, and Witch Hazel still lingered in their system making them weak but it was wearing off. Jupiter heard footsteps outside the door and began to act as if she was still unconscious, Hope looked at her twin sister confused until she quickly caught on and did the same.

Their kidnappers walked in and checked them over.

"We'll get a pretty price for the Mikaelson twins. The great and powerful tribrids at our mercy. Klaus won't know what hit him." The first man said as he stared at Jupiter making her uncomfortable.

"Come on, they're both still knocked out. It'll be more fun to taunt them when they wake up." The second man replied and they both walked out of the room again, locking the door behind them.

Once they were sure that they were gone, they sat normally. Well, as normal as you can sit in severe discomfort.

"Jupiter, what are we gonna do?" Hope whispered weakly.

Jupiter hesitated for a moment, thousands of plans and thoughts running through her head all at once.

"I'm not sure." Jupiter whispered back, feeling slightly defeated.

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"THIS IS YOUR FAULT!" Hayley yelled at Abby when they arrived at the Quantico center.

"Ms. Marshall-" Hotch tried to intervene only to fail as the hybrid continued yelling at Abigail who was extremely upset at the disappearance of Jupiter.

"MY FAULT?! IF YOU HADN'T SHOWN UP HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE THIS WOULDN'T OF HAPPENED! JUPITER WAS FINE! SHE WAS SAFE! SHE WAS HAPPY! YOU ALL COMING HERE RUINED THAT!" Abby shouted back at the hybrid, now being held back by her husband so she didn't kill Hayley.

"SHE'S OUR DAUGHTER!" Hayley screamed in Abby's face.

Abby snarled and tried to go for Hayley but Sam kept an iron grip on his wife, although he too was starting to get angry at the she-wolf's words.

"YOU NEVER FUCKING TREATED HER LIKE YOUR DAUGHTER YOU BITCH! FUCKING KOL, DAVINA, KEELIN, AND MARCEL PRACTICALLY RAISED THAT GIRL FROM BIRTH! WE TOOK HER IN AND MADE HER A PART OF OUR FAMILY! SHE IS OUR DAUGHTER NOT YOURS!" Abby screamed back, her vampire face now on display, and began giving Hayley an aneurysm.

"Control your wife!" Klaus yelled and that was the last straw for Sam who let his wife go and began to go after Klaus only to be held back by Derek, while Klaus was now being held back by Elijah.

"ENOUGH!" Sophie yelled, grabbing all of the adult's attention.

"Stop it! Now is not the time for this! We have to find them!" Sophie yelled now that she had everyone's attention.

"SoSo is right, Mars and whatsherface could be in some real trouble. The other murders were brutal but they were to grab attention and corner them. Haybitch give me your hand." Kai said immediately snapping into investigator mode which made everyone slightly surprised. Hayley growled slightly at the nickname but nevertheless gave the male Heretic her hand.

He used a silent spell to slice her hand and allow blood to drip onto a map.

"Technically, she's their biological mother and they are her sires; there could be an echo of a soul bond connection," Kai said as they watched the blood travel.

The blood finally stopped moving at what could be identified as an area near the coast. After Penelope quickly typed the geographic coordinates she sent them to the team's handhelds and then spoke out loud, "The only thing in that area is an old storm drain that was converted into a bunker, a long time ago. I've sent it to your handhelds. Now bring back my pancake date."

The team quickly sprang into action leaving the families with Penelope and Kai who reluctantly agreed to stay behind and play peacekeeper.

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"I think we're underground," Jupiter said quietly as she used her vampiric and werewolf senses to try and figure out where they were.

"Are you sure?" Hope questioned quietly.

They had both regained most of their strength a while ago but their captors had not yet returned and they were devising a plan of escape.

"I'm positive I can smell dirt and other earthly scents," Jupiter responds, quietly releasing herself from her restraints, Hope doing the same.

"Invisique," Jupiter mumbled, making herself invisible; Hope taking her sister's lead and doing the same. They quietly unlocked the door (thank you bobby pins) and began to roam the place they were currently being held captive in and found it was a bunker.

Finally finding the exit, Hope climbed the ladder and unlocked the door only for an alarm to go off as soon as she opened it.

"They're trying to escape!" Someone yelled and the two girls quickly scampered up the ladder and out into the woods.

"You can run but you can't hide!" The man who kidnapped them yelled and soon a whizzing sound was heard.

They were being shot at.

"Hope, we have to go faster." Jupiter said to her twin, and they began to pick up the pace with their running.

After what felt like hours, but was probably minutes the two women arrived at a cliff, the ocean below them.

"This is the only way!" Hope said looking down at the water.

Jupiter looked at the water with slight hesitance.

"Come out, come out wherever you are?" The voice taunted.

"Ready?" Hope asked her sister, who looked almost frozen.

"Don't think you'll get away that easy." The man taunted, too close for comfort.

Hope sighed, knowing she would have to make the decision.

She grabbed her twin's hand and jumped off the cliff.

Jupiter couldn't even register her scream as the flew towards the water.

"HOPE, I CAN'T SWIM!" Was the last thing the blonde screamed before the twins hit the water.

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The team had just arrived to the area where they knew the bunker was and heard a splash.

"FBI!" They yelled as they searched the bunker. There was no one there.

"How close are we to water?" Spencer asked Rossi.

"Less than two miles, why?" Rossi replied and then looked concerned.

Derek quickly put the pieces together and looked angry while Spencer began to panic.

"Jupiter can't swim." Was their reply in unison.

They all quickly used their enhanced supernatural speed (well, Spencer held onto Derek who couldn't help but smile at the man) to head to the water and arrest the unsubs who were now shooting at the water.

"Hope would help her right?" JJ asked concernedly to Jack who was looking at the water with an unreadable expression.

"I hope so." Was the reply the blonde vampire received.

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Hope and Jupiter had washed up on a beach, far enough away to keep them safe from their captors.

Both women were coughing up water and Jupiter was not happy.

She had almost drowned.

Three fucking times.

"This is your fault." Jupiter mumbled as she got up and began to walk away.

"What?! You can't blame this on me!" Hope yelled.

"I can! I was fine! I was happy! Why do you have to ruin everything good that ever happens to me?" Jupiter cried as she turned to face her twin.

"Jupiter we were all heartbroken when you-" Hope began before being cut off abruptly by her sister. "You were broken?! Funny, you were the "broken one" but I was the only one who needed saving Hope!" The blonde screamed.

Hope marched forward now chest to chest with her sister who stood almost a head taller than her.

"If you hadn't of left, this wouldn't have happened! You didn't have to be so selfish Astrid!" Hope screamed back, flinching slightly seeing a rage burning in her sister's eyes.

"I HAVE NEVER BEEN SELFISH! I LEFT SO I COULD BE HAPPY FOR ONCE! I WAS MISERABLE IN NEW ORLEANS! I FOUND A FAMILY THAT CARE ABOUT ME AND LOVE ME, AND I FOUND MY MATES WHO I LOVE UNCONDITIONALLY BUT APPARENTLY I'M SELFISH. I HATE YOU!" Jupiter yelled and before Hope could retort a resounding slap was heard.

Jupiter had slapped Hope so hard that she accidentally snapped her twin's neck, activating her vampire side.

Jupiter felt no remorse or guilt seeing Hope's body on the ground.

Quickly using a spell to have paper and a pencil appear. She quickly wrote a goodbye to Derek and Spencer explaining that she had to do something about the Mikaelsons, and she would do it her way.

Writing that was hardest thing she had ever done but she had one thing left to do.

Sticking the note on her twin's forehead, she walked away from Hope's body. Getting ready to say goodbye to some of the most important people of her life.

Kol and Diana

#tvd universe #tvd fanfiction #mikaelson #forgotten mikaelson trope #klaus mikaelson #hayley marshall #spencer reid #derek morgan #criminal minds fanfiction #crossover fanfiction

[fictional-worlds-are-exquisite]

me: oh i had a dream last night with one of my friends in it,, damn,,, what happened in it,,, i remember their face but nothing else really,, haha maybe i’ll mention it to them anyway lmao

me, 2 seconds later: [eyes widening] oh no, we were romantically involved

me: ABORT. DO NOT TELL FRIEND. MENTION NOTHING. THIS NEVER HAPPENED.

#........................................................ #why though #i barely talk to this friend #granted i used to a lot more idk #6 years ago #but like #skfsjdfshdf #BRO #W H Y #he used to like me and i was like. i'm 14 i don't care #sdfshdkfhsjdf #i never. it's been years dude. we still talk every so often but i- #no sdkfjhsdkhsdfhksdhf #NOPE #uh uh #no way #well #'romantically involved' #i'm not sure if we were technically but he kept sitting near me and doing the shoulder arm thing #like #very near me #i got the impression it was at least pre-relationship very close to it #and i hate that! no thank you brain! #go back to that one girl i dreamed about who kissed my forehead that was lovely #or that time i was in a cave with a classmate and there was a dragon and we were hiding and she kissed me briefly before running #i never liked her very much but that is less weird than this slhfkjshdkfjhsdf

[songmingisthighs]

Hooked

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ch. xxix - 'stuff'

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A freshman hookup rekindled into something new. With an incentive, of course. But what would happen if your 'relationship' led you somewhere you never thought would happen to you ?

Once you all arrived, you immediately exit the van and ran inside the villa to see how it is in real life.

The porch was simple and rustic but very inviting whereas the interior is very homey. A living room welcomes you as soon as you open the door, it was quite spacious. To the left of the door is the stairs that lead to the second floor. Behind the couch is the dining room with a dining table that sits 10 people, a kitchen, and a door that leads directly to the beach outback.

You were so busy taking the interior in, you didn't realize your tall best friend behind you.

Mingi managed to spin you around so suddenly and heave you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, making you squeal loudly before he ran up the stairs to tag a room.

There were four rooms which would mean three rooms will be used by two people, three in one room. So naturally, Mingi decided he'll be staying in the biggest room with you and Jongho.

"My bag is still downstairs, you know?" You giggled at Mingi as he put you down on the king-sized bed before dropping his bag near the bed.

Mingi was about to answer when Wooyoung came in with both your and his bag in his hands, "nope, got your bag right here," he grinned widely, showing that he in fact has your things with him.

Wooyoung drops both bags near Mingi's before jumping on the bed. Or more likely, on you.

"Wooyoung!" You squealed loudly when he wrapped all his limbs around you and tucking his face into the crook of your neck. "Hey!" Mingi exclaimed loudly, immediately trying to pull Wooyoung off of your body, "no! Wooyoung, get off and get out! This is my room and (Y/N)'s and Jongho's!" he whined.

As if not hearing the taller guy, Wooyoung ignored him completely and opt to nuzzle his face onto the skin of your neck deeper, softly breathing against it which elicit a giggle out of you.

Sensing that he was being ignored, Mingi walked over and smack Wooyoung square on his ass with a pout on his face.

"Don't hog on (Y/N)!" he whined, hoping that Wooyoung would just detach himself from you on his own and leave the room. But said male just face Mingi and stuck his tongue out childishly.

You could see one of Mingi's eyes twitch at Wooyoung's response, so you sat yourself up and reach to hold onto Mingi's hand with a smile on your face, "it's okay Gi, the three of us can room together instead, pretty sure Jongho can find his own roommate," you assured him.

Though he was still pouting, he sat on your other side and began to wrap his own longer limbs around you, forcing you to fall back into the bed and be stuck in a mess of tangled limbs. Mingi kept trying to push Wooyoung's arms and legs off of you and soon Wooyoung was doing the same. Now you're just stuck in the middle of a childish pushing game until you had enough and smack their arms to get them to stop.

"Okay, if you wanna room with me here, you both have to behave or else I'll swap myself with whoever's with Yunho," you told both of them sternly as you stood up to glare at the both of them who are still oh so comfortable on the bed.

Wooyoung smirked at you as he lifts his arms to rest behind his head as support, "damn, never thought my girlfriend can be so hot while nagging," he smugly said.

From the side, Mingi scoffed at Wooyoung's words, "FAKE girlfriend you mean," he said, emphasizing harshly on the word 'fake'. Wooyoung scoffed back at him, "No, REAL girlfriend as of today, we talked about it in the car," he then looked at you, asking for confirmation, "right, (Y/N)?"

Mingi's eyes bulged out at that, shocked to hear the information. He opened his mouth to question you but you raised a hand at him, signalling him to hold it so you can say your piece, "no we didn't Woo, YOU told me what you wanted and I didn't say anything else about the matter because who talks about that in a chat?" you said, rolling your eyes.

Now it was Mingi's turn to have a smug smirk thrown towards Wooyoung. The latter, on the other hand, pouted as he sat himself up. He pulled you close and wrap his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your belly to look up at you with puppy dog eyes, "but I was being sincere... I really did mean what I said and I'm not gonna take it back," his bottom lip jutted out as if to add more effect on his sadness.

You cooed at how adorable he looked, your right hand came forward to cup his cheek and your left hand move to push his hair away from his forehead that fell to his eyes.

Wooyoung was smiling happily at the affection you gave him, he even tightened his arms around you and puckered his lips, wordlessly asking for kisses from you.

Just as you leaned in to peck Wooyoung on his lips, Mingi cleared his throat loudly, making you snap your head at him. He was looking at you with an eyebrow raised, as if questioning you and what you're doing. You rolled your eyes at him and settle on giving Wooyoung a peck on his forehead.

"You know what, Woo, I'm willing to try the whole us being a real thing," you said. Wooyoung's eyes widened and a large smile broke out on his face. He was about to holler out in happiness just as Mingi jumped up into a sitting position, he was about to protest but you beat them both to the punch, "however, that doesn't mean I'm gonna be straight out your real girlfriend, alright? I need time to get used to the real you first," you continued.

Wooyoung groaned before detaching himself from you and letting his body drop back to the bed with a flop. Mingi on the other hand was snickering at Wooyoung, seemingly content with how things went with you two.

You moved to sit on Mingi's lap, which he welcomes by wrapping his own arms around your waist and pulling you flush against him so he could rest his chin on your shoulder. You giggled at Wooyoung's antics, thinking that for someone with his status around campus, he's pretty freaking adorable, "okay, come on, do we have a deal or not?" you asked, nudging his leg with your foot.

The nudged man sat up slightly and squint his eyes at you, "can I still touch you and stuff?" he asked. You were about to answer him when Mingi cut you off, "elaborate on 'stuff', please," he said, his own eyes squinting at Wooyoung.

A smirk bloom on Wooyoung's face, "well... Things boyfriends and girlfriends usually does," he said vaguely. Mingi furrowed his eyebrows at him, "but you both aren't boyfriend and girlfriend," "well technically we are," Wooyoung shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. Mingi cursed under his breath, something along the line of "fucking technicalities,".

Their little banter made you somehow feel a little satisfied. Mingi's protectiveness over you and Wooyoung's persistence is really a sight to behold, it definitely brought a smile to your face.

"Okay, so then our whole 'fake' status is to be dissipated, from now on we are officially two people who are genuinely trying to get to know each other better in hopes that something could happen," you said, smiling at him. While Mingi rolled his eyes at this, Wooyoung grinned widely and proceed to pump his hands up in excitement.

"Which means you can no longer use my Yeosang collage as a blackmail material," you continued.

His eyes widened at that.

"What!?" He exclaimed before groaning, "fucking technicalities," he sighed, mumbling under his breath.

Despite his protest, you didn't care because you know things are about to get interesting from now on.

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Kaz Brekker x fem! mute! reader - Dancing eyes

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A/n: I just thought about this and here we are. Also! I will have at least two more imagines coming out today or tomorrow! I'm also sorry if I offended anyone I really tried to make a good representation of the reader and I did some research but I'm not mute so I don't know exactly what's that's like. So if you guys could tell me if I did anything wrong, just some feedback that would be nice!

Warnings: Mentions of trauma, death, angst, blood, gore, the reader is mute, fluff I think that's it? You have been warned!

Summary: Kaz falling in love with you

(The sign language is in italics bold!)

All rights go to leigh bardugo, netflix, and you! I just own the plot!

She was dancing when he first saw her.

She did a few twirls, her leg went into the air flawlessly into a arabesque to the side. It was powerful and controlled but it was graceful. The girl did a paw de chat and jumped high into the air turning around and landing with one leg behind her perfectly straight and pointed, one leg on the ground and her hands in front of her like she was presenting something to the audience.

The crowd clapped and applauded her but she did not smile, not till she did a low curtsy and while she did her y/c/e orbs meant his. Kaz's breath got lodged in his throat when he saw her beautiful eyes. Then they lit up like all the stars were in her eyes and her lips curved upwards forming a small grin.

Kaz shook his head, she wasn't valuable to the dregs so she wasn't worth looking for, so he turned swiftly on his feet and started walking towards the slat.

But you wish she was.

Kaz started looking for her everyday, and everyday she would be in her spot near the slat doing a dance. Her graceful movements often caught his eye and he would often find himself watching her from his window.

Weak.

But one day something else caught his eye about her, she had enough money for shoes and clothes, it didn't look like the girl ate much, barely enough to keep her alive. Thought still, she bought food.

Or did she?

He observed her in a different way now - for a week and to say the Brekker boy was surprised would be an understatement. The little dancer had been stealing.

Sometimes she would steal food, money, and do a few magic tricks here and there but the thing was he never saw her steal only saw the people leave with empty pockets.

Kaz could admit to himself that she was good, possibly better than him - which was dangerous. But could she kill someone? Maybe he could train her but he found he didn't want to force that upon the girl that danced outside his window everyday. Stealing food, money and even clothes sometimes.

Saints, I'm growing soft. Kaz thought to himself.

The next time he saw her was three weeks later well, the thing is he didn't see her outside his window dancing all day from 6:00pm sharp all the way to 3:30am.

He wondered how the girl slept.

He was limping down a street and he turned a corner only to hear a voice and it wasn't recognizable so he quietly limped over and peaked his head out.

It was the little dancer.

She had a grisha steel dagger pressed up against a man's throat. The man was trembling in fear, and the little kitten that once danced was gone and her claws were coming out.

"Please-please! I did can-can pay-pay you back! Please! I-I know people who-who can help!"

The man looked young but was definitely a sleaze ball, with his brown hair that looked like it was decaying, his round bodice, his fat arms and legs and he retched of alcohol and young girls.

He was nothing compared to the girl.

The tiger had a snarl on her face, but she didn't make a sound as she stabbed the dagger threw his forehead killing him. Then she pulled the knife and grabbed a piece of paper presumably writing something down on it.

She spun on her heels and she faced him.

Shit.

She just blinked at him and made some weird hand movements which Kaz identified as sign language.

Oh he did know what sign language was, he knew how to use it too.

If you wanted a show, you could have just asked dirtyhands.

The girl smiled when he rolled his eyes.

"I don't want a show, but I would like you to join the dregs." He said out loud in a monotone voice. She looked taken aback that he could understand her but she grinned even brighter that he could.

Of course. It's better.

She signs, using just those words and not adding anything else - just it's better. Though he knew actually what she meant.

"What are you. You seem to know your way around here, not to mention the stealing and killing."

I'm a assassin. I Trained somewhere... not in Kerch, and I escaped and went here.

Her signing his precise and graceful almost like her dance movements. She starts to walk away but she pause's and turn's to him.

You can call me Nemesis.

Then she walks away. He didn't even know the time or whether she was even going to show up. He didn't even know her real name - not a single thing about her real identity really.

Only that she dances.

After that day he dreamed of her every night. Sometimes she would be dancing outside or she was working on a job with him. On the occasion he would get a dream about her in a meadow holding up a flower and showing it to someone. But that seemed more like a memory more then anything because she looked younger - a child only five maybe seven.

He longed for the sleep.

Once after a job with the Crows she came to his room and her hair flowed down her back as she climbed into his desk chair while he was on his bed.

He didn't even hear her come into the room.

Writing something down on the paper she turns around and hands him it.

My name is Y/n.

That's when he knew she trusted him.

After that moment they slowly began to come together - slowly but surely. Whether it be a small brush of the hand or full on skin to skin contact they we're there and then they weren't. Technically, they weren't dating - not officially anyways but no one (not even the Crows) could find where Kaz or Y/n began or where they ended. It was like they we're on one big loop, they we're on person yet they we're different.

The first time he kissed her she was coming back from killing someone.

Y/n was his personal assassin, because of that she killed a lot of people and had to be never seen, no evidence, not always clean kills. But Y/n had already admitted to killing many people and she signed that she probably had killed more people in her childhood then he will ever tell her to kill in his lifetime.

So when she came back in tears after a murder he was rightly confused. Her bright y/c/e eyes we're filled to the brim with tears and the eyes that usually danced with emotions were almost dead looking. Though to Kaz they still looked beautiful.

That's not what she needs right now.

Kaz sat on the bed staring at the assassin that stood in the middle of his room, that looked nearly like the little dancer that he once thought she was. But her eyes looked shattered like glass spread across the floor in pieces.

He patted the room beside him on the bed and she reluctantly followed where his hand was and sat down. She kept her eyes cast down, and it killed Kaz to not see those beautiful eyes that danced. The only thing the left of her innocence in his opinion.

With an ungloved hand he lifted her chine up to his and slowly her eyes meant his. Her breath stuttered, she breathed in and started moving her hands using sign language to talk.

There was a child.

She started, always trying to get to the point fast enough.

They went up to me and...

Her hand movements came to an erupt stop and she slowly breathed in a breath preparing.

They called me a monster.

Kaz looks at her and the tears in her eyes. She needs comfort or something at least but he's not so sure he can give her that. He's not sure if he's even ready for that.

Yes you are. And Kaz could finally agree with the voice in his head.

He slowly brought their lips together and brushed them together in sync. He lifted his hand to go to her cheek and he stroked it. They pulled away, it was barley a kiss but it was enough.

"You could never be a monster Y/n." He whispered as their foreheads touched again.

__________TIME SKIP_____________________________________

Knives, arrows, and bullets were flying though the air. Some hitting people and some not. Kaz looked over to Y/n, he knew he shouldn't have brought her on this job.

She had an air of royalty around her, she killed whomever she liked out of the Blacktips.

That's if she granted them mercy.

If she didn't you would die a very painful death. Her hair was blowing in the wind making it look like she was floating, and for all Kaz knew about her, this girl was full of surprise's. She might as damn well been.

Her reflects were quick and graceful but deadly. Just how she dances. He thought. Her eyes were on fire and they seemed to burn everything around them.

She really was a Saint.

Focus. He scolded himself.

You can think about her more later and maybe tell her what you think boy. It was a different voice this time, and it vaguely sounded like his father but he pushed the thought away and kept on fighting.

The heist was over and he looked around for Y/n because usually on mission's like these they would go together and just sit. Sometimes they would talk, sometimes they would just enjoy each other's presences. It was all they needed, just a reminder for them that they we're still alive.

"Did you see Y/n." He said flatly not wanting to seem worried although he really was.

"Ya, I saw her slip away earlier she looked fine." Nina supplied.

He gave her a quick nod and started walking back to the slat. At the least he knew she was fine.

They couldn't find her.

It had been a week and she didn't show up, they were all desperately trying to find the assassin but she was no where to be found. She silent girl was gone, they didn't even know if she was captured or not.

After another week the others had given up saying if their was a lead they would be there. Then Kaz found a note on his desk.

Dear Mr Brekker,

Hello Kaz this is Y/n, so I'm sorry for doing this but it had to be done. I'm not captured no, and I'm safe for now no ones really safe in the barrel. I have many enemies and they will find out you and the Crows are my weakness and I can't have that. You mean so much to me in words I could never describe and it pains me so much to leave knowing - I love you. You are some much stronger than me and a considerably better person then I ever could be although you fight against that statement. You put your Armour down for me and I couldn't do that for you. I'm sorry.

May the stars watch over you,

with love Y/n

Kaz didn't know what to do, Y/n was gone the loop was broken and everything was back to the way it was. He closed his eyes and thought about her eyes - those dancing eyes.

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Whacky Gotham, Goofy New York, and Chaotic Paris.

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7)

Chapter 5: Then Let The Games Begin

•—–—–·†·–—–—•

Soooo, the Batfam is panicking, Gotham's confused as to why Iron Man is flying over Gotham like a madman, and Maria is with two of Gotham's Sirens (but only Ivy and Harley know this) having a wonderful time playing with Bud and Lou.

Let's start with the Sirens.

Harley is watching over Maria and Tikki as they sleep with Bud and Lou, Ivy walkes over to sit next to Harley, handing her a cup of tea.

"So, what's the diagnosis?" - Ivy

"She has some sort of trauma, has class issues... and handles more than she should, but still does everythin', on top of bein' a hero. She's been through some sh-t Pam." Yeah Harley may have found out Maria's a hero (if the tiny god and magic were anything to go by).

"Is she alone?" - Ivy

"No, thankfully, she has supportive parents, and friends that aren't little sh-ts. I think they're also heroes, she also has a lot, and I a mean A LOT of pent up emotions, she doesn't show anythin' negative, only positive things. She seems to shrink in on herself if she thinks she does somethin' wrong. Pam, we both know there's a limit to how much crap a person can take before they snap, and she's such a sweet kid. There has to be somethin' we can do to help her Ives." Ok she found out alot, but in Marias' defense, they have trustworthy souls, and they were the only other people (besides her friends) that she talked to about it, yes she had her Maman and Uncle to talk about hero stuff, but for the stuff her class does, she only ever vented (without being negative) to her friends.

"Her class is visiting the Botanical Gardens in three days, and it's a 2 part tour, so we can see just what's going on. If it's bad then we scare them a bit, if it's bad bad... they can handle a few slightly poisonous plants right?" - Ivy

"God I love the way ya think Ives, do ya think she can stay with us? I mean look at how cute she is with Bud and Lou... Oh my god, she's cuddlin' dem, and ya gave her a flower crown, how'd I miss that?! Where's the camera?"

Harley took a picture to remind her of this wonderful moment. As Ivy and Harley looked at the picture, they both promised to keep Maria safe, and maybe become sorta kinda-ish parents to her while she's in Gotham.

•—–·Now back to the Bat-Chaos Bat-Cave·–—•

Tim took over the chair and was now searching the possible locations with Jarvis, Damian was sitting on a different chair, trying to act cool, but he wouldn't stop looking over at Tim, to see his progress. Bruce was talking over the comms with Tony. Dick and Jason, weren't helping (they kept feeding each other worse and worse ideas of what could have happened to Maria). Then they heard Jarvis speak.

"I have found the most likely area Ms. Dupain-Cheng would be in. Her phone died about 56 blocks away from her hotel, if we don't count kidnapping, or murder, she would have thought about asking for directions, but may have decided not to considering the city she is in. So that leaves us with a possible 15-25 mile radius from her last known location. I think it best to divide into groups of two, have Oracle stay and update you if anything on security, and or traffic cameras happens. Bruce will be with Tony, Dick will go with Tim, and Jason will go with Damain to search within the area. Stephanie and Cassandra will search around a 5 mile radius near Wayne hotel." as Jarvis continued to explain the other details, the Batfam began to suit up, Batman met up with Iron Man, and they took the North area, Nightwing and Red Robin took the East area, while Red Hood and Robin searched the South. Steph and Cass were on foot in civilian clothes, searching the West area they were assigned.

They searched for the whole day, and came up with nothing. Until Oracle saw a video from a traffic cam around 9pm, 15 blocks away from where her phone died. She called it in and everyone went back to the cave. Once everyone was at the Bat-Computer, Oracle pressed play, the cameras didn't have sound, and it wasn't close enough to see if she was ok.

They watched as she went to an overgrown parking lot and sat down. She was looking down at the ground, and that's when they spotted two figures round the corner and spot her. They watched as the two figures approach Maria, and saw the startled reaction she had. They realized it was Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy that were talking to her, then they saw Maria collapse. They watched as Harley made sure she was ok, looking over to Ivy before looking back to Maria and picking her up. The last thing they saw, was Maria being carried away by two of Gothams' most dangerous rouges, but now they knew where to look next.

•—–· Back to Ivy and Harley ·–—•

Harley continued to take adorable pictures of the children.

"God, they're so f-ckin' cute!" - Harley for the 20th time

As Ivy continued to watch while caring for her plants, Catwoman walked in.

"Hey girls, got the stuff for movie night, so what are we- Holy mother of cats! He adopted another f-cking child didn't he! Where the hell does he keep finding them?! 7 was ment to be the god DAMN LIMIT!!!" - Catwoman

Maria jumped at the sudden shouting and may have accidentally summoned a yo-yo (one made useing creation magic and protection magic) before saying.

"Tikki where's the akuma?! How long was I out?! Forget it Tikki spot-" she then realized she wasn't in Paris, and seeing a new face, she also realized she just spilled her secret to another person within the same day... kinda

"Fffffffffffudge sunday that fell on the pavement!" - Maria shouted in baker profanities

"That's not how ya curse sweetheart. It should go more like-" Harley was cut off by a vine Ivy had summoned.

"Harley, cursing makes the plants sad, you know this." - Ivy said removing the vine

Harley just walked over to Maria and whipsered it in her ear.

"You're supposed to say it more like this, ' ..... .... ... .. ....... .. ... .....' ok?" - Harley ended with a big smile

"... I will never see this world in the same frickin' light ever again." - Maria

"ehh close enough." - Harley

"Can someone please tell me, WTH is going on here, on our special girls day off?!" - Catwoman

"She is a new member of the Sirens as of today, and as a member, she's unda our protection, so effective immediately." - Harley

"Cool." - Maria

"Harley." - Ivy

"Wut... first things first, if she is going to join, she needs to be very flexible, know how to fight, and be incredibly intelligent." - Catwoman

"She beat Ed's @ss with a gun pointed at her, and solved every riddle with ease, so I'm positive she'll be an amazin' addition to the team." - Harley

'God she sounds like a new mother now' "But we don't know how good her flexibility is." - Catwoman

"I know, hey Maria, ya wanna do some tricks with me, of course we need to stretch first, but do ya wanna give it a go?" - Harley

"Sure." - Maria

Ivy and Catwoman sat down on a couch a few feet away from where Maria and Harley stood in the empty part of the building. They started out with stretches, and to Catwoman's surprise (and Harley's delight) Maria copied Harleys streches perfectly.

"Ok, now that that's done, we'll start with some cartwheels, then move on to flips, then handsprings and so on." - Harley

Maria gave Harley a nod... and they were off... literally, Harley did a cartwheel into a handspring, and a few backflips, Maria executed it flawlessly. Harley did some more complicated gymnastics tricks, and Maria did it, Harley did triple backflips going into a cartwheel, into a summersault, and Maria did that perfectly as well. This went on until both Harley and Maria were slightly out of breath, both having massive smiles on their faces.

"Ives, please let her join, she's like a mini me." - Harley then hugged Maria and they somehow both tripled in cuteness as they both did puppy (or Puss In Boots style) eyes at Catwoman and Ivy.

"Sure Harley." - Ivy said walking over to give Harley a small kiss on the cheek.

"Okay... but she doesn't have a costume yet, and she still has to think of a name for herself." - Catwoman

"Is a mouse good, like a mouse themed costume, that or a Turtle themed one. What do you think Harley?" - Maria

"Mmmm, I like that with the mouse you can always toy with Cat, ya know, cat an' mouse stuff, turtle seems... weird even fawh Gotham, so personally I would pick mouse, just because of the cheesy jokes you could do." - Harley

"Very funny, ok then, give me a moment."  Maria then reached out her hand, her eyes then started to glow an icy blue, and a small portal opened in front of her, she reached in and pulled out a small pendant necklace. After she put it on a small mouce appeared and greated itself, Marias' eyes going back to normal after closing the portal.

"Hello I'm Mullo, nice to meet you all."

"Omg omg omg, It's soooo f-ckin' CUTE!" - Harley

"Best to assume all of them are extremely cute Harls." - Ivy

"What the Hell did I miss in the week I was gone?!" - Catwoman

"Ehh, not much, oh but Iron Man did fly aroun' Gotham a few times earlier this mornin' like a madman." - Harley

"Oh sh-t." - Maria

"Maria are ya ok? That was ya first official proper curse in my presence." Harley said looking over to the girl.

"He's gonna kill me." - Maria

"Wait, what do you mean Marigold?" - Ivy

"... He's my Uncle, and I never got to text him I was ok, since my phone died before I met you." - Maria

"Hey, I'm sure he'll understand, now what are we watchin'?" - Harley

"I think we have more important matters other than movies at the moment!" - Catwoman

"Ok, Me Myself and Irene it is." - Harley

"No! You basically kidnapped Iron Mans' NIECE!!!" - Catwoman

"Technically, she fainted and us bein' the good Gothamites we are, decided to take her with us, to make sure she was a-okay." - Harley

"I'm ganna need more than just a six pack of soda to get me through this... Just put the movie on already." - Catwoman

Catwoman sat at the far left end of the couch, next to her sat Ivy, then Maria, and then Harley, Bud and Lou by their feet. All of them sharing one big blanket (Becuase if Iron Man did show up, or any of the birds, then Maria was in a protective burrito and they may not see her right away) and they started the movie.

•—–·–—•

"Oh god, the poor cow." - Maria

.........

"Hahahaha, he stuck a whole f-ckin' chicken head in that guys @ss" - Harley

"The poor chicken." - Maria

"Maria you don't want to see this part." - Ivy then lightly covered her eyes for the ehem, chicken extraction.

.........

"Anyone up for another movie?" - Harley

"That depends." - Ivy

"Any suggestions Cat?" - Harley looked across to the other end of the couch to see Catwoman already sleeping.

"She took her cat-nap already? Seriously?" - Harley

"... What about Pirates of The Caribbean?" - Maria

"I'm good with that." - Ivy

And they started the next movie, Maria was happy, it felt like when her maman and papa would sleep with her when she made a pillow fort. It was a loving atmosphere, it felt safe, and nothing could ruin it. Marias' eyes became heavy, and she leaned her head on Harleys' shoulder, falling asleep after a few minutes.

Ivy paused the move looking over to see both Harley and Maria sleeping, soon Ivy also fell asleep in the comfortable silence.

…………………………

Around an hour later Maria woke up in a panic, she had a nightmare, and kept looking around frantically for someone with tears running down her face.

"What's the matter hun?" - Harley said looking around to see if someone had gotten in. When she looked back at Maria she saw that she was crying.

"What happened?" Harley asked in a kind voice that was filled with motherly love.

"I, just *hic* had a bad dream that's *hic* all, I'm fine." - Maira said trying to wipe the tears away.

"You're ok, I promise nothin's goin' to happen to ya as long as Ivy and I are here, ok hun?" - Harley hugged Maria, and she could feel the girl let out a few more sobs, and quick breathes.

"Thanks Maman." Maria didn't even realize what she had said, it just felt natural for her to say it.

"You're welcome hun." 'Omg I'm gonna cry, she called me maman!' Harley rubbed small circles over Marias' back, and began humming until she fell asleep, she continued to hug Maria until she also fell asleep.

•—–· Back to the Chaos Bat-Cave ·–—•

"What do you mean she's with two of Gotham City's Sirens?!" - Tony

"Tony, calm down, I'll call Selina, she can talk to them and get this all sorted out." - Bruce

"Your fiancee is a Gotham Siren too?! Why didn't you tell me?!" - Tony

"Why isn't she picking up? And unlike some people, this family doesn't like outing our secret identities... on live TV." - Bruce

"Oh well excuse me for not keeping my secret identity a SECRET!" - Tony

"I'll try calling her one more time." - Bruce

"Bruce, it's 3am. Who in their right mind ever stays up this late.... aside from this family." - Tim with a giant coffee mug in hand.

"... I'll just call her one more time." Bruce then connected it to the Bat-Computer so everyone could hear.

•—–· Back to the Sirens ·–—•

Catwoman's phone is ringing like crazy, waking everyone up, including a tired, annoyed, and confused Selina.

"Wth does he want at 3 in the morning?!" - Selina

"Just answer it so we can keep sleepin'." - Harley still hugging Maria

"I'm putting it on speaker, so you lot can testify against his @ss in court, for disturbing the peace."

•—–· Over to Batsy ·–—•

"Selina I need to ask-"

"WHAT THE F-CKING HELL DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND ABOUT A GOOD NIGHTS REST!" - Selina

"Oooooh, she sounds pissed Bruce." - Jason

"I'm sorry to call you at this hour, but we need to find a girl that looks just like every single one of my other kids." - Bruce

"Bruce... I thought we agreed that 7 kids was. the. f-cking. limit." - Selina

•—–· Back to the Sirens ·–—•

Selina looked over to Maria before muting the speaker.

"Do you want them to know you're here Kitten?" - Selina

"... I'm tired, I haven't had coffee, I have no filter, so f-ck it, act like you never saw me today, and let them drown in chaos. " - Maria

"I think I like filter less Maria." - Harley

"Okay." Selina shrugged her shoulders and then un-muted her phone, putting it back on speaker mode.

"Where was she last seen?" - Selina

"She was last seen with Harley and Poison Ivy, I want you to see if she's still with them." - Bruce

Selina looked over to Maria and Harley, both of them shook their heads with mischievous grins.

"I've been with them all day, and I haven't once seen a girl that looks like your kids. Now can I go back to sleep, and forget this ever happened?" - Selina

"WHERE IS MY NIECE!!!" - Tony

"Oh, hey Tony, didn't know you were there, don't know who, or where your niece is, but good luck trying to find her. Oh and Bruce, I'm shutting my phone off so you don't keep calling till the butt crack of dawn. And congrats it's now 4am. you owe me a lunch date, uh-ba-bye." Selina then hung up her phone and turned it off.

"That went pretty well if you ask me, now I'm going back to sleep." - Selina

•—–· Back to Batsy ·–—•

The room was silent for a few minutes before Jason spoke up.

"Does that mean that Pixiepop ran away and is even more lost now?!" - Jason

"Oh god, what do we do, what if she got hurt?!" - Dick

"What if she got kidnapped?!" - Jason

"What if she's with a big time Gotham Villain?!" - Dick

"... What if she got more coffee?" - Tim

"Oh Hell No" - Jason/Dick

"... Lets all go to sleep, and when we wake up, we'll head over to their base and double check. She could've just said that because I called her at 3am." - Bruce

"But my niece is still out there!" - Tony

"You're going to sleep Tony." - Pepper then dragged Tony to his room.

•—–· Back to Maria ·–—•

Selina went to a different part of the building, where Maria assumed the bedrooms were. Ivy had gone to the greenhouse to be with the plants, and now it was just her and Harley left on the couch, and she couldn't sleep.

"... Harley?" - Maria

"Yeah hun?" - Harley

"I can't sleep." - Maria

"Well, watcha wanna do till ya get tired?" Harley asked sitting up a little straighter to get a better look at Maria.

Maria gave a sly smile, and looked Harley in the eyes "Want to go free-running on the rooftops?"

"... Alright, but lets get some coffee, and a snack in us first." - Harley gave her a side hug, before getting up to go make the coffee, and grab some snacks.

After they had their coffee, they climbed to the roof of the base. Harley was in her outfit, bat in hand and ready to do some bonding.

"So, how does ya outfit work?" - Harley

"Like so, ready Mullo?" - Maria

"Yes Maria" - Mullo

"Ok, Mullo, Get Squeaky!" A bright light flashes, and when Harley could see again, Maria was in a dark gray suit, wearing black knee high boots, with a strip of pink at the knee, and black elbow length gloves with the same pink strip at her elbow. Her mask was a slightly lighter gray on the top part, and pink on the bottom. Her hair was pulled into two buns with pink ribbons that faded to gray, and to black at the very tip. Her jump rope around her waist forming a tail going just below the back of her knees.

"Just when I think ya can't get any more adorable. So what should I call ya?" - Harley

"You can call me Multimouse." - Maria

Soon they were racing and doing tricks off different roofs, they were really enjoying themselves. From one of the roofs they heard a commotion in one of the alleys, when they looked down they saw a man holding a woman at gunpoint.

"Not good, seems like he's got issues, probably lost his lover, most likely has additions to drugs and alcohol, and seems to be a little tipsy." - Harley

"I've got a plan." - Multimouse

…………

Multimouse droped a little way behind the guy, grabbing his attention while Harley got the lady to safety.

"You know there's a help center two blocks from here that would be more than willing to help you." - Multimouse

The crook just raised his gun to her trying to keep it steady as he spoke.

"Give me all your money little girl, or else I'll hurt you."

"1. That's not how you hold a gun. 2. That is no way to treat any girl. and 3. Instead of money, I'll give you my jump rope." - Multimouse

"Why the hell would I want your jump rope, that thing looks worthless." the crook lowered his guard enough as Multimouse pretended to hand over her jump rope, only to use it in a quick motion to dismarm the man, as Harley promptly knocked him out with one swing.

"Lets neva have ya at gunpoint again, okay hun? I'm afraid my heart can't take it." - Harley said while tying the crook to a lamppost.

"Sorry, but it was the best idea I could come up with at the moment, besides, any guy with a gun would feel like they have the upper hand if they're facing a random little girl with a jump rope, rather than Gothams' Harley Quinn with a bat." - Multimouse

"Sadly I'm just too popular with the kiddos on the street." - Harley

…………

They continued to stop a few more muggers on the way back to the base, and when they got back they peaked around the corner to see the whole Batfam plus Iron Man talking with Ivy and Selina.

"How much you want to bet we can get back out before they see us?" - Whispering Multimouse

"... Lets try hidin' in the kitchen." - Whispering Harley

As they tried to sneak by (still in their costumes) Selina just walks over and draggs them to the group.

"Here, now let me sleep!" - Selina

"Dang it Selina we wanted tah see just how long we could hide out in the kitchen!" - Harley

Selina did a double take now realizing they both went out.

"... You didn't." - Selina

"We wanted tah go free-runnin'! So what?" - Harley

"She could've gotten hurt Harls." - Ivy

"My suits magic, I am invulnerable to bullets, normal magic, swords, knifes, anything staby staby, and I can withstand any temperature in it." Multimouse said with a slight pout.

"Hold up, is she a magical girl?" - Red Hood in the background

When Selina let go both Harley and Multimouse went behind Ivy for protection.

"We can still make a run for it." - Harley whispered to Multimouse

"... Ok, I'll meet you on the roof." - Whispering Multimouse

Harley gave a nod as she slowly inched her wasy closer to the door that lead to the roof, as she saw Iron Man approach Multimouse.

"Please get out of your suit, we need to talk about why you're here-" - Iron Man

"Multitute!" - Multimouse

Harley then saw Multimouse shrink into dozens of tiny little versions of herself as her clones spread out in all directions, one of which was heading right for her.

"Wth, you never told us she could use magic!" - Red Robin

Harley picked her up, and slipped through the door without anyone noticing.

"That was great, but how do ya get back tuh normal size?" - Harley

"Simple, I just merge back with my clones." As she said this, all her clones came back, and she merged with herself, becoming normal sized again.

"Where to?" - Multimouse

………… So now The Batfam is trying to find many long gone Mini-Multimouses, and Harley seems to have disappeared with her. Harley and Multimouse are now running over the roofs, heading for Wayne Manor.

"So why are we going to Wayne Manor?" - Multimouse

"Because, Batsy will neva think of lookin' for us at his own home, at least not fawh a little while." - Harley

When they arrived at the Manor, Multimouse de-transformed as Harley knocked on the door.

"Ms. Quinn, Ms. Maria, pleasure to see you here, please come in." - Alfred

"Are any of the bat-birds here?" - Harley

"Ms. Barbara, Ms. Stephanie, and Ms. Cassandra are the only ones here at the moment." - Alfred

"Do ya think you can keep us bein' here a secret from Batsy?" - Harley

"Harley? What are you doing here with Maria?" - Barbara

"It seems that Ms. Harley and Ms. Maria are now playing hide and seek with the rest of the family." - Alfred

"Did someone say hide and seek?" - Steph

"Yes, so could we maybe try and keep this a secret from everyone else, please?" - Maria

"Sure, it was starting to get boring around here. We can all hide in the living room no one ever use. Barbara you show them the way, I'll get the food/drinks and boardgames." - Steph

"Is this alright with you Alfred?" Maria

"It's all right Ms. Maria, you can hide out in the old living room." - Alfred

"Thanks Alfie, ya the best." - Harley

"Thank you Alfred." - Maria

"Ok then, follow me." - Barbara

…………

In the old living room, Harley, Maria, Barbara, Steph, and Cass began to formulate a plan.

"Ok, so the best way for them to never find you is to have your phone off, stay away from any and all cameras, and show your face to no one." - Steph

"So, do you have anything in mind that you might want to do?" - Barbara

"Can we put them on a wild goose chase?" - Maria

Cass nodded to Marias' suggestion approvingly.

"I can hack a few traffic cams to help with that." - Barbara

"We can also throw in some useless hints, to throw dem even further off our scent." - Harley

"Good idea Harley." - Barbara

"Thanks, but how long do ya think we should make it last?" - Harley

"As long as Maria wants it to." - Barbara

"Then let the games begin." - Maria.

•—–—–·†·–—–—•

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[petiteyoon]

Goose bumps — myg [M]

ATTENTION: if you’re a minor and/or uncomfortable with mature themes please don’t read... or do it, but I warned you.

Pairing: Yoongi x fem!reader

Genre: fluff, smut

WARNINGS: unprotected sex, not-so-innocent baths in a lake, no pull-out game lmao, kind of sex with a stranger?, cum play, light spanking, slight daddy kink (yg calls himself daddy like o n c e), cum eating, Yoongi is a shy boi at first but gives up easily <3 if you hate being called princess then i’m sorry

Word count: 3k more or less

Of course I am technically ✨L A T E✨ but I guess it was worth it (even if in my country it’s still the 9th) so,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR YOONGO BONGO💜🍊

I’m still getting used to writing those things so let’s pray that there’s nothing wrong here, hope you like it!

As you woke up you silently thanked whoever was up there for having such a sunny morning, compared to the storm you were surprised with the day prior, as you reached the camping site.

The situation at hand was unexpected and quite messy since you were sleeping in your camper with seven boys, five of them scattered on the couch or in the driving seats. But it was more fun that way, you guessed.

You were traveling with your best friends, Namjoon and Jungkook, when you saw five people standing on the side of the road, with their car nearby surrounded by a thin layer of smoke.

Assuming they needed help and since they were directed to the same destination as the three of you, you offered them a hand and brought them to the camping site with you in your camper.

You slowly got off the bed, tiptoeing towards the exit and careful not to step on any hand or foot. You opened the door and hopped down, feeling the fresh grass beneath your feet. Everything around was still quiet, the only sound that could be heard was the sweet chirping of the birds that populated the trees. The area was well covered by tall, green plants and a few sun rays slipped through their leaves, creating puddles of golden light on the ground.

Before cooking yourself something to eat, you went exploring a bit, finding a couple of cute bunnies near the place and beautiful flowers, until, a bit down the path, you found a little entrance that hid a beautiful tiny lake and without a second thought you went in.

It wasn't really deep so you decided to sit on the moss that engulfed the sides and corners of the natural pool.

After contemplating the nature around you, you slipped in the cold water and slightly moved your limbs in order to get used to the low temperature.

The place was well hidden by the plants and trees, only giving you another open spot on the other side, just to admire the mountains nearby and you allowed yourself to relax. Said mountains were clearly visible and they created a stunning landscape, giving you the possibility to clear your eyes from the dull cities full of skyscrapers.

It seemed like the place was settled on another planet. Spots like this were truly a rare sight and deserved to be protected from the rest of the Earth, you thought.

"What are you doing here?"

As you were absorbed in your own world, a deep and groggy voice spoke up, making you snap your head towards the intruder.

Yoongi stood there, standing on the border of the pool and keeping an eye close to you, a veil of curiosity was wrapped around his sleepy voice.

You took a big breath and slumped your shoulders, the brief tension already subsided. "I was just looking around… this place is beautiful" you contemplated, shifting your eyes towards the landscape again. You felt the water ripple and you just assumed that Yoongi slipped in with you.

"It really is" he breathed, the sound reached your ears quicker than you thought. Turning around, the boy was really closer than you imagined, but he didn't seem to notice because his eyes were settled on the rural view as well.

You slightly shifted, tightening your shoulders as goose bumps emerged on your skin. Yoongi sensed your stiffness right away and moved towards you. With his eyebrows bent in a frown, he asked you if you were cold but you quickly shook your head.

The cold wasn’t the cause of your goose bumps, Yoongi was. You were totally feeling at ease, but having him this close was kinda unusual.

Ever since you two met the other day, you observed how his eyes always lingered for a moment on your figure, how he was always out of words and much more shy when you talked to him. Maybe he was really introverted, you assumed.

But while you were thinking about his behaviour, you have to admit that deep down you briefly daydreamed about him being attracted to you, which would be the reason for his behaviour; and if that was the case you were surely flattered about the idea of a cute guy like him feeling that way towards you.

Another couple of minutes passed by in silence, enjoying the company of the other. Yoongi slowly moved towards you, still keeping his hands on the border and his head bent down slightly.

He pressed his lips together, his whole body screamed shyness and you could perfectly feel how nervous he was. You knew he was trying to tell you something but his throat was completely shut, making it difficult to swallow.

That was when you decided to take the matter in your own hands, "Is everything okay Yoongs?" you asked.

The nickname almost made him blush but he just nodded, without opening his mouth. Your question wasn't much of help so you just tried to put him at ease without any words, just resting your head on his shoulder, to see how he would react.

Yoongi felt like the world had come to a stop and as he realized how close you were. He just stood there, eyes automatically fixated on you.

His hands were tingling. He just wanted to hold you tight against him, but he had to control himself. He had been infatuated with you since the second he laid his eyes on you, but he still didn't know you yet.

He just slipped his right arm around your shoulders, finding a comfortable position to look at the landscape. You smiled a little, content with how he was cuddling you. Even if you met him just the other day, he seemed such a sweet guy and you felt as if you wanted to spend as much time as possible with him.

You closed the space between your bodies by inching closer and closer to him, until your face was buried inside his neck. You took a deep breath and your nostrils were flooded by the masculine scent of his cologne and this made you want to pull him towards you and engulf him in a tight hug, just to be blessed by his presence.

These thoughts of him kept racing in your mind and, as if you were possessed by an unknown force, you placed a hand behind his neck and brought him down to your level, suddenly pressing your lips against his.

Maybe you were being reckless but, hell, you wanted to taste those lips so badly.

For a moment he didn't move at all, totally taken off guard; but when the action processed in his head and felt your sweet lips against his, he finally gave in. His fingertips caressed your sides while he moved his lips on yours, enjoying their softness.

Your other hand found its way between his locks and lightly gripped them, earning a small grunt from him.

His chest was flush against yours as he subconsciously pushed your body against the border of the pond. You were trapped and the only thing you could do was wrapping your legs around his waist. After doing so, his body moved even closer to yours, if that was possible. You two were caught by a sudden passion that didn't let you separate from one another.

His tongue stroked your lower lip, asking for entrance. You swiftly opened your mouth and your tongues danced, wrapped around each other. That warm feeling made you feel tingles all over your body as you caressed the back of his head. After what felt like hours, Yoongi finally broke the kiss and looked at you deeply, contemplating what you had just done.

He regained himself and pushed himself off of you, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that" he blubbered, his head bent down again.

You felt your chest tighten for a moment, confused about why he was apologizing. Maybe he didn't want to do that? You were the one that pulled him in at first, maybe he just kissed you so you wouldn't feel rejected.

But as soon as he spoke up again, your doubts were cleared, "don't get me wrong,” he shook his head when he saw your worried expression “you're really beautiful and you seem a kind and sweet person. But I shouldn't have rushed like that" he blushed, rubbing the back of his neck.

You smiled at him, observing his face, and got closer to him once again, "Don't apologize, I enjoyed it" you whispered and licked your lips, "We can do whatever you want to do".

He sighed once he heard your words, still unsure about the situation. He had you on a silver plate and he was mere inches away from a good time or from something that could be deeper, as he let his mind daydream; but still, he didn't know you. Maybe you just wanted to use him for one time, and maybe he would even let you do that. The tension was strong and he couldn't make a decision: he could leave aside his morals for one day, or risk it all and try for something real with you.

Was it really worthy to give in so easily to a stranger? You occupied his mind since he saw you the other day and maybe he could really try and take action on his new feelings.

After thinking about it deeply, he lifted his head and watched you with a slight pained expression "I've known you for just one day, even less, but you already make me go crazy", so he conjoined again your bodies and kissed you.

The tension that built up inside you while waiting for an answer left your soul as soon as you felt his warm presence again against you. You didn't have time to reflect on his confession as you tightly wrapped your arms around his neck, lightly biting his lower lip and tasting him.

He sighed, his breath hot on your lips and you felt his fingertips brush your sides, slipping under your shirt. You unconsciously arched your back, giving him more access to explore your body. His cold hands gripped the flesh where your ribs were, picking you up and placing you on the border, with his hips in between your legs. A small whimper left your mouth as you felt his crotch push against your centre, pressing your nails into his shoulder blades.

His lips slightly turned into a grin, the sweet sound reaching his ears. Your moans were heaven to him and as he secured an arm around your waist, his other hand started to caress your thigh, slowly inching closer and closer towards the hem of your shorts.

Your heart was beating fast against your chest and it was difficult to breathe. His finger slid in your thin shorts that were soaked and clinging to your skin. He gently stroked your sensitive bud, earning another delicious moan from you. A new wave of pleasure washed over you as you felt hot pressure against your clit. He soon reached your entrance, he circled his fingers around it, collecting your arousal and teasing you. You broke the kiss and whimpered again while trying to catch your breath.

Your hips involuntarily pushed towards his hand, wanting just to feel his fingers in you, but before you could express your needs he removed his hand from your shorts and gripped at the hem of the clothing. Immediately taking the hint, you placed your hands on the hard surface and raised your hips, allowing him to take off your pants and underwear together.

His hand returned to its place as he rubbed the wet skin around your entrance, thanks to how wet you were, his finger dipped with ease in your heat, disappearing between your folds. The delicious burn made you cry out his name, throwing your head back, your nails scratching the ground at your sides.

Your hips slightly rolled with the movement of his hand, his face was buried in your neck, leaving wet kisses and bites that will surely leave a mark on your skin. Your hand reached Yoongi's locks, pulling them and making him groan against you, fingers pushing even deeper inside you and stroking your sweet spot.

You felt your orgasm approach quickly, a string of moans and whimpers left your lips. Yoongi's thumb pressed against your clit, circling it harshly and finally bringing you to the edge. Your hand gripped his hair even tighter and you cried out his name, legs shaking as a pang of pleasure exploded in your lower abdomen.

But Yoongi didn't stop, with his lips attached to yours, blocking your screams, he kept pistoning his fingers in and out of you, prolonging your orgasm until your shaky hand gripped his wrist, as you were too sensitive to continue.

He broke the kiss and brought his fingers to his mouth, tasting your sweet cum on his digits, "You taste delicious, princess" he spoke with his deep voice, planting another kiss on your lips.

You smiled at him in your post-orgasm haze, cheeks flushed with droopy eyes. "I should return the favour now, what do you think?" your legs moved closer to him on their own, and you found your hand already making its way towards his tummy.

He took your hand in his, shaking his head "I don't wanna waste time, I want to be buried inside you right now" he claimed, grabbing your arm and spinning you around, trapping you again between the ground and his waist.

You whined at his sudden action, but Yoongi didn't give you any time to understand what was happening as he brought his hand down your butt cheek harshly, a light smack reached your ears.

You moaned at the sudden contact, feeling your plump skin burn under his tight grip, "M-More… please," you cried out for him, feeling an unknown pleasure from what he was doing. You never minded that much, a bit of spanking was always there in your bed activities but Yoongi literally lit up a fire inside of you and you melted every time his palms touched your hot skin.

"Is princess that needy?" you could feel the smug grin in his voice, satisfied with the effect he had on you. You bit hard on your lip and pushed back your butt, nodding fervently. He quickly pulled down his pants, his warm cock now rested heavily against your backside as he stroked your cheeks.

However, instead of giving you what you wanted, he wrapped a hand around himself and pressed his tip in your entrance, without entering fully. You whined again, sick of all his teasing while you squirmed under him, desperate to feel him inside.

He blocked your movements with one hand and bent down towards your ear, growling "Stop being a brat, or else daddy won't give you the fuck that you deserve today" his teeth grazed the shell of your ear, biting it and finally pushing his length fully inside of you.

A loud moan left your throat at the sudden intrusion. Yoongi gave you some time to adjust as he wrapped his arm around your waist, "But for now I will let that pass, I don't wanna play games" as he said this, he began moving his hips. His thrusts weren't fast, but slow, deep and intense, making you feel at every movement that delicious stroke against your walls that almost made you go crazy.

You searched his hand with yours until you found it on your hip, and squeezed it. The tender gesture of holding hands was in stark contrast with the things he was doing to you. While his right hand was occupied with yours, his left one travelled towards your swollen bud, ready to give it again the attention deserved.

As his thrusts sped up, slamming his hips against you, his digits quickly worked their magic on your clit. "Yes…! Yoongi, oh my god," you mewled, the pleasure difficult to bear, "You're so big, it feels too good," you praised him, pushing your head back, trying to meet his thrusts.

You could hear him gasping from time to time, in sync with his dick coming in and out of you. Another wave of pleasure washed over you when you realized how strained he sounded, proud that you were making him feel this way.

His hips stuttered and the pace he was maintaining started to falter. You knew he was near the edge by the small grunts that left his glistening lips with every thrust and you were close as well.

As you finally managed to match with his thrusts, setting a new, hard pace, Yoongi dug his nails into your soft skin, "Fuck princess, you're squeezing me so tight" almost out of breath, he gripped onto you as if his life depended on it.

Another couple of quick, rough thrusts and he found himself slumping over you, whispering your name in a broken moan, right into your ear. You shuddered as you felt his cum coating your velvety walls, milking him as you reached your climax as well for the second time.

As the after waves of the orgasm wouldn't let your legs stop quivering, Yoongi squeezed his arms around you, keeping you close to him as he rested his head on your back, eyes closed and catching his breath. 

You two stood there, without moving for a moment, your limbs slowly relaxing.

"That was amazing" he whispered with a raspy voice, getting off of you and caressing your arms. You smiled to yourself and nodded, agreeing with him without a single word, turning towards him and putting on your long-forgotten shorts.

Yoongi kissed your forehead with a foreign sweetness, enveloping you again in a warm hug. You closed your eyes and buried yourself deep into his chest as your mind slowly came back to reality. You glanced up, staring into his eyes and playing with your nails, you suddenly had many questions swarming inside your head but maybe… it was better not to open your mouth for now.

You suddenly took a look at your hands and noticed how wrinkled they were, you scrunched up your nose and showed your palms to Yoongi. "I think it's better if we get out of here" you pouted and Yoongi nodded, soon following you.

When you returned to the camping site, everyone was awake and eating breakfast. Jimin spotted the two of you first and waved at you, calling for Yoongi. "Where were you, lovebirds? You're totally soaked" he took a close look on you, going inside the camper to take two warm towels and you kindly thanked him.

"We discovered a little pond down there, it's really nice and it's not even that deep," Yoongi explained, sitting on the bench next to Hoseok, with you next to him.

Currently, Jin had just finished cooking breakfast for everyone, while Taehyung already had his nose deep in his precious strawberries. You remembered him mentioning his love for those fruits, and at first you didn't understand his excitement but after he let you try his strawberries… you swear that was the sweetest thing you ever tried.

In front of you sat Jungkook, playing some game on his phone, with Namjoon by his side, who was eyeing you in a weird way. But you didn't mind his behaviour at that moment.

For now you just wanted to eat and enjoy the rest of the day with the boys. You still felt butterflies in your stomach while thinking about what happened at the lake and you were excited to discover what that day would bring to you.

#yoongi fanfic #yoongi smut #yoongi fluff #yoongi x fem!reader #yoongi x reader #yoongi imagine #bts imagines #kpop fanfic #bts fanfic #bts au #yoongi one shot #yoongi x you #suga x reader #suga imagine #can someone teach me how to put hashtags? #yoongi x y/n #bts in the soop au #kind of lmao #bts smut #bts fluff #thanks to my bae #that always has to put up with my annoying ass

[demonprincezeldris]

Melanthius calms down after awhile, and now he just feels a little awkward, because he knows this man only by his reputation and the fact he's been stalking him for LITERAL FUCKING DECADES, and now he's beaming and can't seem to stop hugging him for more than a couple minutes a time, and rambling on and on to him.

"I recognized you as soon as I saw you, and I've been trying to tell you ever since, but you kept running away!"

They're settled on the floor and Melanthius- Meliodas? Fuck, what's his name supposed to be anyways? - is sitting criss cross, arms straight down into his lap and leaning forward with eyes just a little bit wide as Zeldris talks, gestures flying borderline wildly as he explains that he'd been just a toddler when he'd been taken, and that his kidnapping had sparked the war, that they'd been trying to get him back ever since.

"After awhile, I started to give up hope, no one had seen or heard anything about you in decades! And then you were... there."

Meliodas holds his chin, eyes darting unseeing across the stone floor as he processed all of this. "So. I'm your long lost younger brother."

"Yes."

"I'm the second prince of the Demon clan."

"Yes."

"My whole life has been a lie."

"...Yes...Well, the basis of it? Your experiences are yours, I'm sure."

"Melanthius isn't even my NAME??"

"Well, no, it's not what I named you, but if that's what you'd like to be called, then- then I can do that!"

He eyed him for a minute and then sighed, sagging. "Do you... is there anything you can do to prove this to me? It's just‐ fuck, man, it's a bit MUCH, don't you think?"

Zeldris nodded. "Yeah, I know, and I'm sorry to tell you like this. I had tried other approaches, but this is the first that worked. You have a birthmark on the back of your right thigh, just underneath your ass. It's just a little blob of pigmentation, but if you squint, it looks vaguely like a star."

He stared at him, and blinked slowly, and Zeldris mirrored him. "...I used to pinch you there, and you'd try to bite me. It was kinda funny, because you didn't have teeth."

He broke with a quiet laugh, putting his face in his hands. "Ohhh, stars, I'm having a breakdown, my entire life is a lie, nothing is real, do my moms even really love me, no one knows, I don't know." He tilted over, landing with a quiet plop on his side, face still hidden in his palms, knees pulling up to his chest. "Maybe I'll wake up and find out this has all been one bizarre dream conjured up as punishment for not sleeping enough."

Zeldris frowned and shuffled a little closer, brushing his fingers over his bangs gently. "Why haven't you been sleeping enough? Do you need to take a nap now? That's fine, I'll keep watch!"

"No offense, but I don't know you well enough to trust you yet, even if you are my brother. Also, I'm not a toddler, don't treat me like one."

"...You're right. Sorry. Yet?"

"...Well..." He pulled his hands down a little, but didn't look at him. "After I've had time to process... all of this. I'd like to talk to you more. Get to know you."

Zeldris absolutely LIT UP, beaming. "Really?? I-I mean yes! Of course! Please, I'd love to!"

"Ok. Do you know where Heavens Theatre is? It's a Celestial ruin, but it's technically in Brittania. It's been abandoned for centuries at this point. Too far from any major territories to be of use. I go there when I want to be alone or have quiet."

"I... Think so, yes? Southeast of the Fairy Kings forest? Near the Dyran Waterfall?"

"That's the one. Can we meet there next half moon?"

"That's in six days, right?"

"Yes."

"Then yes. I'll make sure of it."

"....."

"...You need to go."

"I do."

"Can I- you- um-..."

"...What?"

He looked almost tentative as he opened his arms. "Would you grant me another hug? Just a small one?"

He wavered, studying, before sighing and shuffling closer. "I.... Suppose..." Hesitantly, he leaned against him, arms loosely going around his waist as Zeldris hugged him firmly, relishing in his warmth and the beating of his hearts and his body pressed against his, he'd missed him so damn much!

Mel left, retreating quickly back to the Celestial realm to think things over. Zeldris stayed for another moment before heading back to the Underworld. He found the Commandments at their private training field and grinned as he landed among them. They turned curiously and were a little startled to see him beaming.

"I caught up to Meliodas! We talked and I actually got through to him, and he wants to meet up to get to know me!!"

That was so adorable to read! A much-needed moment between the two long-lost brothers. Zel must feel super happy after that conversation.

#Meliodas #Zeldris #nnt #Ask box response #Big Bro Zel AU

[suganovakawa]

𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐄 .

PAIRINGS : tooru oikawa x fem! reader

GENRE : angst , romance

WARNINGS : bits of cursing here and there

SYNOPSIS : tooru doesn’t understand how special you are to him until he comes close to losing you forever . as he struggles to comes to grips with his feelings and balance it with his future , you still have to recover from your own injuries , but without your memories to assist you .

𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 < [ 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐖𝐎 ] > 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 .

the playoffs are soon ; why is it so hard to please tooru ?

word count : 1.4k

saudade masterlist.

SAUDADE

( 𝐧 . ) a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant , or that has been loved and then lost ; “ the love that remains ”

⠀just how many girls has he waved at today? you huffed to yourself as tooru continuously paid attention to girl after girl, giving them a soft smile and wishing them a good day as they stood by, simply waiting for their presence. you could've stood around for a tissue for some of them, they looked like they were about to start drooling at any given moment.

⠀jealousy travelled through your body, as shameful as it was to admit. oikawa was walking next to you, but that was as far as interaction was between the two of you. he hardly even looked down in your direction, mindlessly giving his fans the attention they craved. iwaizumi was right, it was hard to tell if you and the popular third year were dating or not. you shook the thought away subtly, just a shake of your head, rendering such worries as selfish.

⠀after all, you knew exactly what you were getting into when you confessed your feelings to tooru.

⠀it just would've been nice if he tried harder to give you some attention too, you know?

⠀your gut could tell oikawa kept a minor grudge from the other night, when you and iwaizumi just about dragged him out of the place. you apologized to him - multiple times, actually - and he even said he was fine, that your care for him was completely understable. hell, he even solidified it with a kiss to your forehead.

⠀so why did it feel like there was a wall separating you from him?

⠀you opened your mouth to say something to him as you and him approached your lunch table, but stopped abruptly when approaching the others. the volleyball team ate together, but today was a special occasion: tooru had some last minute things to discuss with the rest of the team regarding the upcoming playoffs.

⠀their main focus was to just get through the other teams in the way, then to give it their all against shiratorizawa. on multiple occasions seijoh kept a steady lead against that all-star team, only to be thwarted by that damn ushiwaka. watching shiratorizawa steal the victory from aoba johsai's hands was infuriating to say the least, and having to repeat the process over and over again was just insanity.

⠀you were just the manager, so there wasn't much you could do to contribute to their discussion. volleyball wasn't your forte. but for the sake of the others, you tagged along alongside tooru so you could at least listen to the conversation. it wasn't like you could sit anywhere else, anyway. most of the girls slowly began to shun you when you began to date the brunette.

⠀hanamaki was the first to acknowledge your guys' presence, signaling for the others to pull your seats out so the two of you could sit down. tooru, surprisingly, let you sit down first, placing a hand on your back as you slid down into your chair. he soon followed with his own, his hands folded and perched on the table. he waited for the other guys to stop and pay attention, that same scheming glint in his eyes he always has before and during a game.

⠀"this is our last chance this year to win against shiratorizawa." you could see tooru's fists clench at the name itself, tension rising by the second. "we have to do something to guarantee a win. altogether have the potential to beat ushiwaka, it's just a matter of putting such actions into motion to prove it." he looked to hajime, sat in between kindaichi and matsukawa. "any ideas, iwa?"

⠀"me?" the ace shot tooru a confused glance, an eyebrow cocked upwards as he watched the captain lean back in his chair. "why would you want to hear something from me?"

⠀"well, you and him are both aces. i figure if you think hard enough, there's something you could give us that could give us a shot against ushiwaka." he then laughed. "or is your brain not big enough to come up with such thoughts, dear iwa-chan?"

⠀you pressed your lips together as you watched the spiky-haired male visibly show his irritation towards the setter. the others hadn't bothered to say anything, either too busy eating or just caught up with the tension. maybe even a little bit of both. since there was nothing you could do, you tried to mainly focus on your own lunch, but the discussion was becoming too interesting to ignore.

⠀"what even is there to know about ushijima?" iwaizumi placed a hand on the back of his own neck, letting out a sigh as he shrugged lightly. "he's a crazy powerful guy, if that wasn't obvious enough. the main problem is stopping his hits, nothing technical. if we strengthen our defenses we may just have a better shot at beating shiratorizawa. we know they rely on him to rack up the points when they're in a pinch; and he damn well delivers."

⠀tooru clenched his jaw when hajime finished speaking, the gears spinning in his brain as he tried to figure out a way to better their chances. what the ace said was far from incorrect. the playoffs were in two days; it wasn't like they could practice enough in such a short time to surpass the defense levels of date tech, but it was worth a shot, wasn't it?

⠀"you're too focused on shiratorizawa, oikawa." issei crossed his arms, earning a head whip from the captain. "don't invest all of your time on that school, just because you have a score to settle with one of the players. there are other schools, too."

⠀"like what?" oikawa scoffed at his comment, waving it off with his hand. "we've not had any trouble with other teams, so i'm not concerned about them. it's shiratorizawa that-"

⠀"karasuno put up a pretty good fight the last time you guys played them, you know."

⠀your mouth opened before you could even process what you were going to say, and before you could stop yourself, your voice had already laid itself out on the table. your mouth shut up completely as tooru turned his attention to you, his eyes growing agitated that you even mentioned that school.

⠀"karasuno? karasuno?" he spat out, his head fully facing in your direction as his sharp brown eyes narrowed, almost intimidatingly. "don't make me laugh. what they pulled the last time we played them was nothing but a fluke. their strongest weapon is that quick attack that tobio and shrimpy have. and from what happened last game," he sneered, "they won't be much of a problem."

⠀"but they're practicing too, tooru." you've heard of karasuno before, the wingless crows. from what you witnessed at the interhighs, however, their current team could not be referred to such a title anymore. their first years were a force to be reckoned with - even an idiot could see that. "obviously they're not going to be better than our team, but it doesn't hurt to be wary of them, right?"

⠀"y/n." tooru was clearly getting annoyed with you, but you ignored that dropping feeling in your stomach. "we know karasuno has tricks up their sleeve, but it's nothing we can't handle. they have their strengths, and we have ours. it just so happens that our strengths are more superior to theirs." he poked your nose with his index finger before continuing. "believe me, my darling, they are not a threat. they can only pull so many tricks up their sleeve, and all we have to do is stuff each of them, one by one."

⠀the first and second years appeared mildly concerned as oikawa lectured you for your measly suggestion, yahaba and watari giving each other side glances. mattsun and makki were sharing the same looks, but they didn't dare interrupt the captain, for fear that they, too, would get the same treatment.

⠀there was no winning against tooru.

⠀"sorry, tooru." you muttered, looking down at your lap, giving up whatever reason left.

⠀you felt an arm wrap around your shoulders, looking up slightly as your boyfriend pulled you closer to his chest, giving you a side hug - since both of you were still sitting in chairs. he didn't look happy, but his irritation had lessened. "just leave the volleyball stuff to me, y/n. alright? just be our cute little manager, and we'll go from there."

⠀"sure, tooru." even with the lack of enthusiasm, your head instinctively rested against his chest, taking a deep breath and quietly listening to his heartbeat. your ears blocked out whatever tooru said to the others after that, since you surely didn't have a reason to listen in.

⠀still, that sinking feeling in your stomach refused to go away.

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu imagine #aoba johsai #oikawa scenarios #oikawa tooru #oikawa angst #oikawa x y/n #oikawa fic #haikyuu oikawa #oikawa x reader #tooru oikawa x reader #tooru oikawa #oikawa imagine #iwaizumi x reader #iwaizumi x you #hajime iwaizumi #haikyuu iwaizumi #seijoh #hq #haikyuu angst #female reader #fem reader #multichapter #angst #iwaizumi imagine

[onlyqueenofslytherin]

Chapter 1 of "A Bully Called Lamar"

*Flashback*

I adjusted my mask as the bus braked to a stop at the end of my block. I filed into a line behind two people and two others stood behind me. The bus hissed as the doors opened and we climbed up the steep steps.

I quickly glanced around, looking for my friend Joshua. I had found out that he was on this bus, so I was determined to sit near him- at least for the next few days. I kept walking to the back of the bus, where I was being gawked at and quickly sat in a seat behind Joshua. However, I had not noticed him, as he was covering up his white hair with a hoodie.

I lay in the corner and pulled my phone out of my pocket to text my mom that I was on the bus. Then I swiped through some apps before I heard, "Did anyone see that new bitch? She looks like she'd give me head." "Boy, what the fuck?!" "Hey Jamal, you shut up your pie hole!"

I knew the name Jamal- after all, I didn't switch schools, just buses- but I decided to not make a point about it. I sunk into my seat further and opened my library app. I checked out a new book as I listened to what could only be described as shenanigans from the kids sitting in the very back of the bus.

When we arrived near the school, I texted my mom that we were at school and began fixing myself to get to school. I fixed my hair and re-tied my left sneaker. Then I put on my backpack and sat up as we pulled into the bus loop.

When the bus halted to a stop, everyone got up from their seats and began to fix themselves, just as I had done moments before. As I was standing up and people were slowly walking out the bus doors, I finally recognized Joshua and said, "Hi". He jumped and told me that he hadn't realized that I was on the bus. I told him that it was okay, and we continued our conversation as we stepped out of the school bus.

When we walked inside the school doors, the AC was quite refreshing because of how hot it was outside. I said goodbye to Josh as I walked towards another pair of double doors that lead towards the courtyard and the second building.

Once outside, I quickly began to consider going back inside solely because of the heat but decided I really wanted to go to breakfast. I strolled to the cafeteria, got my food, and headed towards my first period when I realized that I still had half an hour left before school started.

I walked over to a bench and put my breakfast inside of my backpack. Don't worry, it was all in sealed containers. Then I walked to the same double-doors from before and entered the building, grateful for the air conditioning.

I sauntered to the back hallway and ran up the teacher's shortcut stairs and made my way to my Spanish class. I have Spanish 5th period, but my Spanish teacher is funny, and a lot of my friends have Senor Smith first period. I walked in and was greeted by the multiple posters and signs hung up around the room, and the large size of the room was refreshing from the normal-sized classrooms.

I walked up to the teacher's desk and greeted Senor Smith. After a few minutes of chatting, I went over to my friend Sarah's desk and began a conversation with her. When the five-minute warning bell rang, I said goodbye to everyone and speed-walked to my first period, Art.

Art class is way in the back of the second building, so I made sure to pick up the pace to not be late. On my way to class, my friend Ella saw me and we talked for a minute before I reminded her that we had only 2 more minutes to get to class. We hugged and she ran out of the second building.

I turned the corner into my class and practically ran to my seat. Luckily, my teacher, Mrs. Nelson, doesn't mark anyone tardy until after five minutes of the tardy bell. So technically, I can be late without being marked tardy. I've used that to my advantage before.

My friend Elena sat down next to me as Mrs. Nelson began going over what we would be doing today. I turned to Elena and warned her that because I'm a lefty and she's a righty, we might have to switch spots while painting, otherwise, we'd keep bumping into each other's arms.

She laughed and agreed. When Mrs. Nelson dropped the paints off at our table, we switched stools and my day began.

. . .

During the 4 minutes in between classes, I walked over to one of the water fountains, where a bunch of people were crowding, the majority of them being my friends. I looked past my friend Daniel and saw the kids from the bus earlier. The kid that had made the joke about me giving him head was standing there, talking to Jamal. He was about my height, and had curly ginger hair, but fairly dark, Hispanic-looking skin. I witnessed him reach to "grab" Jamal's crotch and Jamal yelled, "Lamar! The fuck is you doing?!"

I rolled my eyes and hugged Daniel as we walked to the third period together.

a/n

Thanks for reading, it's much appreciated! I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter! Ily!

-B

#og book #original #book #original book #og #fiction #stories #bullying #writing #my writing #reading #writers #writers on tumblr #writer #writeblr #bully #female oc

[ravensmind]

Happy RobRae week 2021! Here's my day 1 prompt fic. There will be an extended smuttier version coming soon. Might only do this prompt this year just due to things I have going on, but I'm still writing! Hope you enjoy this 😃.

https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13863436/1/Finals-and-a-First

~RavensMind~

RobRae week 2021 

Day 1: Gotham Academy AU

Finals and a First

Finals week. Two simple words that had the power to make anyone quake with anxiety and while he may do a good job of hiding it, Dick Grayson was no exception. Luckily for him, he had a solid group of friends who had each other’s backs. They mostly studied as a group when they were free, unless their class schedule or extracurricular activity demanded they improvise. Gotham Academy was not known for caring about its students' friendships or whether they had free time to study together or not. Dick was on the football team and they did not have practice that day, so he was free, but Victor, Kori, Garfield, and Tara were all at meets or practices or matches or just in class, only Rachel was able to study with him, and that presented a challenge. Dick was enamored with Rachel, infatuated with Rachel, could not stop thinking about Rachel, and she had no idea because he just could. Not. Tell. Her. 

Even though Rachel Roth, the quiet, reserved, sarcastic, smart, violet-haired girl was sitting only inches away from him at the same table in the library, he could not look at her, as he had some paranoid feeling that she knew exactly how he felt when he looked at her. Normally, he would play off of his other friends, but now they were alone. He hid in his textbook, pretending to be very interested in some words located near the spine of the book in some rose colored block of text. Out of frustration with his own inner turmoil, he picked up the noble they’d been assigned to read and chucked it into a nearby bookcase.

“Are you okay?” Rachel asked in a frustrated tone.

“Yeah, I’m fine, why?” Dick returned.

"You’re just not usually this quiet, is all,” she replied.

“Guess I’m just nervous,” he said.

“About our finals?” 

“Yeah,” he said, thanking the universe for that excuse.

“I didn’t think you got nervous over stuff like this, at least I don’t think I’ve seen it. Wait ‘till this gets out, the chill, cool captain of the football team is freaking over his final,” she teased.

“But you wouldn’t tell anyone, right?”

“No. Lucky you, I don’t think anyone would believe me.”

“That the only reason you wouldn’t say anything?”

“No, because I don’t know that I believe you either,” she replied, toying with a strand of her hair with one of her slim, almost pale fingers.

Dick chanced a look at her and was surprised to see a playful smirk on her face and a strange look in her violet eyes that he was not sure he had seen before. He tensed a little when he realized he had slipped up and looked at her. Did she know? Was he screwed? The last thing he wanted was to make her uncomfortable and get on her bad side. She had enough trouble dealing with the gossip and judgmental teachers for her goth vibe and overall lack of shits to give attitude.

At one point, he heard Rachel had been summoned to the dean’s office for violating the dress code by wearing black knee highs over fishnets and foregoing the standard blue skirt for a black one. Her response was that technically she was in compliance, as there was no rule about a specific color skirt, or that she could not wear anything in addition to the socks on her legs, and she was a model student. Aside from snapping at a teacher or two, she was rarely in trouble, and he knew she had good grades. She still kept that style, even though more teachers voiced their disapproval, but they ultimately could not do anything without changing the dress code and it was not worth it. After he heard about what happened, Dick helped her out by changing the color tie and slacks he wore from blue to black, as his popularity would make her style choice far less controversial. He had mostly done it to help her, but he also liked being seen as more of a rebel. He stuck up for her when she was being picked on and she was always quick to shut down anyone who was bad-mouthing him.They had grown a bit closer as a result, though neither really acknowledged it to the other. 

He swallowed and considered what his options would be if she dug deeper. He hoped that he could talk his way out of whatever accusation she was about to make. He shifted in his chair and cleared his throat.

“What makes you say that?” he asked.

“Hmm. Well, you’ve never really stressed about tests before. When Gar complains, you calm him down and put together a plan to study, so I’m pretty sure you’re more level-headed,” she replied.

“Doesn’t mean I’m not nervous.”

“No, but I think it’s less likely that it’s about the exams. Now that I think about it… you kind of acted like this last time we hung out. Maybe it’s about one of us,” she thought aloud.

“Like I said, I’m nervous about finals. It’s, uhh, just been a lot for me this time. It’s our last year and I don’t want Bruce to be harder on me if I don’t measure up,” he said, injecting a little truth, desperately hoping it would help sell his lie.

“I suppose that’s fair, but I still don’t think it’s that.”

“Why’s it matter? It’s not like I’m hiding anything that would hurt people. I’m just stressed!”

“You’re hiding plenty, but that’s not the point. It matters,” she hesitated before continuing, “because I don’t like seeing you stressed. It’s like I can feel it and I want to help you. Something’s clearly eating at you and I hate seeing you try and bury it like it’s not there.”

He sighed and looked  down at his book. He stared down at the page as he felt the swelling of emotions that rose from his heart. He wanted to spill everything, but knew that it would not be fair to her, to dump everything at once and give her a massive choice to make about them. He cared about her and she clearly cared about him, so he thought he might be able to at least give her a hint or two. She was dealing with more than enough, she didn’t need his problems too.

“Okay...don’t laugh. It’s about a girl,” he said.

Rachel perked up and tilted her head. Dick swore her eyes lit up, but that may have just been a trick of the light as someone passed by the window near them, book in hand. 

“I’m not going to laugh! What’s making you so nervous? I seriously doubt you’d ever need to be stressing over a girl, plenty throw themselves at you, though I guess that could be tough too.”

“She’s different. I like her, but she’s never really said if she likes me or not. I hang out with her quite a bit and we have fun, or I think we do. I'm just not sure if I want to take a chance and mess up a good thing.”

“You’re being ridiculous.. Clearly she likes you enough to spend time with you, you should have had some kinda obvious sign by now. Some girls tease you or act a certain way around you, others might be more blunt, but you have to know at this point. Though, it would help if you said who she is,” she teased knowingly.

“Hah, yeah, it is a little silly,” he chuckled, “You wouldn’t tell her though?”

“Yeah, that’s why I’m interested, I need to get ready for the big reveal, lots of pyro and speakers to set up,” she replied sarcastically, rolling her eyes, “No, of course not, idiot. You know you can trust me. Why the secrecy, though? Is it... Kori?”

She leaned forward with interest, almost teetering on the edge of her seat.

“No, uh, but you’re kinda close,” he said, anxiously shifting in his chair.

He watched as she went quiet and crossed her legs in her chair, sitting up a bit straighter as she considered the possible remaining options. He hoped she had thought of herself first.

“I admit, I could see why you’d like Tara, she’s pretty easy to talk to and knows what she likes, which isn’t common,” she said, tracing her bottom lip with her finger, “I think she can be a little insecure though, so you may want to keep that in mind.”

He wondered to himself if she was toying with him.

“It’s uhh, it’s not Tara, either,” he admitted, his cheeks turning red.

Rachel’s cheeks also reddened as her mouth formed a coy smile, and she went quiet. Her fingers played with the edge of a page in her textbook as she looked away from Dick toward the door before snapping back so her eyes met his.

“Oh. So, I think if you like her, you really should say something. I’m not sure if I know *exactly* how she feels, but I’d want to hear you say how much you like me. I’d like to know how I made you feel… if I was her,” she teased.

“Are you sure? I uhh, I’d hate if I came on to her too strongly, she’d shut me down and it would mess with the friendship she and I had,” he asked, undoing his tie and opening his school blazer a little. He was feeling very warm all of a sudden.

“I don’t think she would let that happen, Dick,” she replied, leaning closer to him, “You should probably tell me who she is...so I have a better idea.”

He took a deep breath and smiled at her, letting the moment last, enjoying the hopeful, expectant look on her face.

“Her name is Rachel,” he said, edging closer to her.

Dick felt his heart pounding in his chest and he swore his face was burning as they both got closer to each other, until his lips were inches from Rachel’s. Neither looked around to see who else in the library might be watching, and the idea that anyone else even existed was as distant as another planet. Her eyes closed as she pressed her lips to his and he eagerly kissed her back, hardly believing this was happening. Their heated kiss was interrupted by the sound of the librarian reprimanding a classmate of theirs at another table on the other side of a bookcase. Rachel smiled at him, biting her lip while she studied his face for a moment.

“That. Is what you get when you tell the truth,” she said.

#raven #robin #robrae #teen titans #robrae week #robraeweek #robraeweek2021 #robrae week 2021 #fanfic

[toomanyfandoms02]

Biggest Fan // Spencer Reid x Reader

Blurb request by @aberrant-annie ! This was cute tbh.

Summary - Y/n meets her favorite Doctor, and they hit it off.

Prompt - "I'm your biggest fan!"

Y/n's mother had always called her an 'unusual specimen.'

She found it weird that she was so 'outgoing' and 'popular' (by her standards). While also being a complete nerd who was interested heavily in Criminal Justice and Chemistry. She had articles upon articles posted in her room about her favorite theories and subjects. That was the only thing that she was teased about, even a little bit, which was mostly by her family. Her mother, and everyone else, had gotten quite use to this once the girl was out of highschool.

Y/n had actually recently graduated from Hampton University with a full ride just last year. But she was still struggling greatly with finding a full time job with it.

She thought back to all of the interning jobs with the police force and even a very small section of the FBI, but nothing really came of it.

That's when she saw the flyers for the FBI seminar being held at her college.

The flyer was ripped from the utility pole outside of her apartment.

*The FBIs very own BAU (Behavioral Analysis Unit) is coming to Hampton University June 20th from 1 pm to 3:30 pm. Agents will be coming in to talk about solved cases and answer any questions you have! Agents David Rossi, Emily Prentiss, and Aaron Hotchner. Along with Dr. Spencer Reid and their Technical analyst Penelope Garcia.*

Her eyes bulged as she read the paper, Spencer Reid was going to be there?! At her old college?! **Talking about Crime?!**

She will absolutely be there.

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Here she was, standing in front of the building she had spent grueling hours studying in. Making friends, meeting the man the poor girl had her longest relationship with in, and then dumping his sorry ass. A building full of memories.

And was *hopefully* about to make another meaningful memory.

She clutched the small notebook in her hands while the colorful sundress she sported swished with her movements. She peered around the entrance, remembering all the times she had walked in here, not a care in the world. *Except for exams*.

She made her way to the auditorium and looked down at her watch.

*12:15*

Whoops, she was a little early. White sneakers echoed as she walked to the front row, planting herself in the front row. Y/n sat sideways, propping her feet up on the seat beside her and pulling out a book.

*The Dissapearing Spoon: And Other True Tales of Madness, Love, and the History of the World from the Periodic Table of the Elements*

When she saw it at Barnes and Noble, she read the spine of the book and immediatly bought it when her eyes read periodic table. It was a slight fascination of hers.

She read for a while, finding it so intriguing that she effortlessly flipped through the pages. After about 10 or so minutes of reading, her ears perked up at the sound of a door opening and closing. Assuming that it was another person interested in the seminar, her eyes remained glued to the book. Just to make sure she wasn't too caught up in the book, she checked her phone for the time.

*12:25* Her guess was pretty accurate.

That's when she heard a slight giggle from behind her. She jumped from the seat a bit, slinging her legs over so that she wasn't laying across two chairs. Her hand grabbed my chest over her heart.

"Holy shit!" She looked over to see a familiar face, not one she had expected would be sneaking behind her and laughing. "Dr. Reid?" Her breath calmed. His smile faltered slightly.

"You know who I am?" She nodded profusely. Of course she knew who he was, he was part of the articles on her wall at home. She found his articles particularly interesting.

~~He was the whole reason she came to the seminar.~~

"Yes! I love your writings, I'm probably your biggest fan!" Her cheeks flushed at the comment, so she did what she always did when something slightly embarrassing happened.

*She rambled.*

"I love your article on the method to applying microfluidic electrochemical technologies to single-electron transfer redox-neutral reactions. I thought it was so cool that you went back to Caltech to mentor those students and ended up finding out that placing the components near one another in a microfluid platform worked! I could never even think like that, you are fascinating."

Spencer had never met someone who knew so much about him, let alone someone who was genuinly interested in what he did. Outside of his official career.

Y/n's face was slowly getting more read as she kept talking.

"I'm so sorry, I'm probably totally overwhelming you." She said with a nervous laugh.

"No no!" His hands flew up in surrender. "I'm just kind of fascinated that you know all of this stuff." His hand flew to his mouth in regret immediatly. "That sounded very sexist, that's not how I meant it. You just look a little young to know about it." Now it was his turn for a red face.

"*I'm* a little young to know about this stuff?" She scoffed lightly with a chuckle. "Says the one who graduated high school at 12."

"Touché." He nodded.

"What were you laughing at anyway, you snuck up on me like a ghost."

"Your lock screen." He pointed to her phone, the screen of course displayed a Chemistry joke.

*What do you do with a sick chemist?*

*If you can't helium, and you can't curium, then you might as well barium.*

"Do you have a job that deals with Chemistry?"

"Uh, not yet. I just graduated last year, from here actually." Her hands gestured around the room. "I majored in Criminal Justice and minored in Psychology and Chemistry. So I'm not *that* young." She joked. "I've been trying to land a job but it's proving to be pretty hard." She gave a slightly sad smile.

"That's incredible! Do you mind if I ask how old you are?" He was invested in this interesting girl now, he wanted to soak up everything about her and her pretty eyes and gorgeous smile.

"I'm 26."

*Perfect.* He thought.

"Also," his eyes glanced at his watch. "How long have you been sitting here?"

"Around 15 ish minutes now. I like to be punctual" She shrugged.

"Is it still punctual if you're 10 minutes early?" Dr. Reid teased with a smile. This made a smile creep onto her face and her eyes rolled.

"I just wanted a good seat to listen to my favorite Doctor." She replied nonchalantly. It took her off guard how flirtatious and confident she was being all of the sudden, not that either of them minded it.

"That is a valid reason." He nodded at her and pointed his thumb behind him. "I actually have to get going, we ar going over the cases a last time before we present them to the crowd."

"Not that you need it with that Eidetic memory of your Dr. Reid." She grinned. He chuckled back with a big smile, she knew a lot about him, it was flattering.

"Trust, me it's not my choice to go over it a million times." She waved aslt him as he turned to the exit door. Right before he got to the door he whipped around, looking at her again. "You can call me Spencer by the way." Y/n threw up the 'OK' symbol with her hands and his her face behind her book as he stumbled into the door.

*What a girl. How am I going to do this whole presentation in front of her?*

But he did fine. In Y/n's eyes he did *perfect*.

Towards the end of the seminar, the group was giving out their business cards. They went row by row, take one pass it on. But Spencer's was delivered personally. She flipped it over to see a number on the back. He looked at her as she flipped the number side to him, tapping on it and winking.

Y/n watched as the woman she now knew as Emily Prentiss nudged his shoulder and waved at you.

*She hoped to get to know all these people very well.*

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