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willofhounds · 5 years

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Whispers of who I was and who I used to be ch6

A/N thanks for your reviews and support.

It was brought to my attention thanks Quinis that I like an idiot forgot that Matthew has had more interactions in the canon with the FBI. Here he has not had any so far. The know of him but he's not actually been seen by Peter before now. Sorry if I confused you guys with Peter not recognizing him.

Guest: thanks for your review my friend. Thank you so much. I think it's because it changes the canon so much that's why we don't see it often. I mean you have to change a lot for season 3 to make it work.

guest: thanks for your review my friend. Glad you enjoyed it.

Linoria: thanks for your review my friend. Thank you!

Fangtasia21: thanks for your review my friend. Yeah he certainly has it rough. Especially considering a certain person in the FBI knows the name Bryce Larkin.

Neal's POV

Neal was evasive the entire ride to the FBI. His mind was on how Kramer could have found out about his CIA badge.

If word only got back to Beckman he would be fine. She knew he was alive and causing trouble in New York. According to Matt she had decided he was the FBI's problem as long as he wanted.

Not that he really blamed her. Ever since he left the CIA he didn't his best to avoid in interactions with them. Especially with Chuck and his new team. Part of him still couldn't believe that someone trained Morgan.

Joining the FBI was one of the best decisions he ever made. There was a kind of bond that he didn't have when he was with the CIA. He didn't want to lose this bond because of a past that he put behind him.

When he and Peter walked into the office Hughes was waiting. He did a double finger point at Neal. When Peter moved to follow he was given a stern look of reprimand. Neal warily went up alone.

Once the door was shut behind him Hughes asked in his holding barely withheld anger, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Tell you what sir," he asked back confused. There was a lot he didn't tell the man and for good reason. He and Hughes didn't get along at all.

Hughes slammed down a paper onto the desk. The man wasn't naturally violent and it surprised him. Cautiously he approached the desk to see the paper.

It was a photocopy of him his badge name included. So that was what Hughes was wanting.

"I worked with Orion on the Intersect project," Hughes said before Neal could say anything, "I also met Bryce Larkin on one occasion. He saved my life on a mission gone south. When you walked into my offices with Peter I thought you looked familiar. However I knew Bryce Larkin was dead. Killed in action. Twice. How did you manage it?"

Neal froze then his face became a familiar mask. One he had hoped to never use again. Hughes already knew most of story. He was just needing the few pieces to put Neal and Bryce together.

Neal began his story coldly, "I was recruited when I was 17. At the time I didn't have what you would call a happy home. It was a chance to escape and I took it. You know my reputation and how good I was at my job. After the first time I died and I did die Hughes I started having my doubts. Nightmares came more frequently and I felt I just wasn't doing enough."

In truth he felt like he was losing his soul piece by piece. It was getting to the point he had been just shy of suicidal by the second time he died. He couldn't take the killing any longer.

Hughes gave him his moment then Neal continued as if it was a debrief, "I was there at the second Intersect. It should have been me taking it not Chuck. As you know however I took a bullet. It did a lot of damage and I thought I was finally going to die. Then I woke up in that medical facility. I flipped out taking the doctor hostage until I could safely get away. Once I was clear of the building I stole some pair of clothes to blend in. It didn't take me long to realise I was in New York. Where I soon met my friend that everyone calls the little man. That was where Neal Caffery was born."

Hughes asked uncharacteristically soft, "Do they interfere with your life?"

Neal touched his shoulder where Casey first shot him then the second wound. He answered honestly, "I can't do some of the tricks I used to. If you have seen any of my earlier career stunts you would know I was something of an acrobat. My shoulder won't move that way anymore. I maybe have 50 percent mobility in it. I can fight well enough if it comes down to it but as you know I prefer not to."

Hughes sat back and thought about what was said. Neal knew there was little he could do should the man want to throw him into prison. Beckman could get him out but then he would be back under her thumb. Mozzie claimed he could get him out after the issue with Fowler. He wasn't sure if that still applied. They had been on the outs since the treasure incident.

Hughes inquired his eyes meeting Neal's, "Who is your handler? Don't try to say you don't have one. Even I have someone I contact if things were to go south."

He wouldn't give Matt up that easily. A bond had formed between them and he would not risk it. Not even for the FBI.

Neal leaned back on his heels and denied, "No. I may or may not have one. If I did I wouldn't put them under your speculation."

Regardless of the fact Matt would kill him if he did. That man enjoyed his privacy and being on the FBI radar was one way to piss him off.

Almost unconsciously Neal's hand played with the necklace under his shirt. It was made of simple silver and that of a dragon. Matt thought it appropriate.

Inside of the necklace was a tracker so that if things went wrong Matt could find him. It had come in handy on several occasions.

Hughes said his eyes cold, "Does he at least know where you are," Neal nodded, "Fine. If he interferes in any way I can't protect either of you. I would recommend you getting in touch with your old friends. I will not be able to stop Phillip Kramer. Not when he has so much evidence on you."

Neal figured as much. Hughes might like Bryce Larkin but he would not risk his career for Neal.

His phone buzzed in his pocket. It was a message from Mozzie. It seemed the other had found something.

Neal said as he moved towards the door, "Despite everything, Hughes. I never intended for them to find my id. I never wished to return to that life."

Then he was gone out of the office not wanting to hear what Hughes might say. As he was heading towards Peter's office he got another text.

Meet me in Central Park, alone.

Neal froze at the letter. It was one he knew well. What could his old friend at the CIA want? Did it have anything to do with his case?

Previous chapters

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18933031

#white collar #bryce is neal and richard grayson #neal caffery #richard grayson #bryce larkin #chuck bartowski #orion #stephen bartowski #peter burke #elizabeth burke #diana beckmen #clinton jones

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misterbitches · 3 years

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That's super fucking romantic? Like tragic but in a nice way. i love that shit. i'm a monogamous slut for romance pghiosuag even tho we have to learn to live alone too but it's just like the NOTION is nice?!??! awwww i told my mom that SOPHIE's gf was like "she died taking a picture of the moon" and how it was like idk. the gf was just processing it and she thought it was romantic and my mom was like "wow.....depressing" bc think she thought it was stupid millenial shit i was like no mother doent u see she died in the BEAUTY LMAO but then i told her jessica walter's husband died the year before and then she died and she was like "aw...kind of romantic" LMAOOOO i guess two people have to die. why did i tell this story? i am so sorry. the show ended today right (ep 10?) i didn't realize it was that short. so i hope it was a happy ending? (tell me) i understand why you love the atmos! it's like, not really been done. there's this BL that i hear isn't too great but it does take place in a rural part of thailand and there's way less budget. a lot of ppl seem to like it. ep 6 LW / LW in gen gotta be honest, rushed through it. i knew spoilers from jump cause BL spoilers are just absolutely nothing and sometimes ur just like i need to know. i do not understand the ~silently lookin 4 u~ trope it always backfires and is also DUMB. so happy about tiffy. a girl who likes girls but ends up with a man bc of mommy and also the man is ok....it's me. she's gorgeous and actually [h*lf] gay so it's great. god ok i feel so old again. lmaooo but i was like obsessed with lady gaga for that reason (dont ask...also how i got kinda popular on tumblr way back in the day) and shes just absolutely fucking beautiful and bad ass. (which kind of doesnt helpcos they r all skinnty but that's FINEEEE) right? i mean like i guess cos we knew abt it? i can see why he was so pissed off, too? i mean i'm so fucking like...sensitive to being told what to do so i was angry for him from jump. i guess i was also looking at it different wholetime cos i knew the spoilers? i'm assuming u did too lmao. so we knew hed be pissed and leave. and frankly that's what sib gets. just for you my friend i will watch it and update. i think MANY times in shows in gen but it is something you notice a lot in BL bc they are just absolute novices most times. in this case, gene's actor mostly well (and i like him as a person just cos he was on that thai 3 girls in a car show and used to date on eof them lmao) can act so i will look over that scene to see how sib's actor plays off him. but the pausing in between sentences or for so long even decent actors or actors doing better. kao is not bad, not great so they will talk slowly because dramatic acting but the problem is most times it's too long. even if the person is an adept actor it won't always work and YES THEN THAT MEANS THE EDITOR COMES IN AND SNIP SNIP SNIP! it's too long. and sometimes it just does not work even if you can act. but it is GLARING when they cant or are average (someoe said this about tharntype and my god lmao tharn..is...so...slow...in...talking...the actor idk his name it's one of em, the other one with the nose (type) is....different not better but he certainly does not talk as slow. they arent bad but they are not good so.) also sometimes they are forgetting their lines. some ppl find this charming. clearly we do not lmao. what is their relation? what is going on there? i don't have a problem with stepbrothers as long as they didn't grow up with that sibling bond. many times blended families really have to watch out for that kind of fraternizing but it's always when theyre older and teenagers bc they didnt grow up w/ each other....i mean they have chemistry so i'm whatever. but. hennYYWAYYYS.actually it's bc im an idiot i didn't read it as Mhok (singular) and aey's father. Yes and his sister who i think i may hate? im like bitch okkkkkk but. his name is lhong. and he is a psycho. i mean so is type. so. oooh it could be that he stole! but also i'm pretty sure cos hes gay lol or did they

not make that explicit? the thing is i had to skip through most of that scene too because the drama was WAY too much for me. too much. lmao. the sister thing i got and it made sense and iliked that. oh yea he is gay and they know. that's a big one.

WBL

haven’t watched color rush! did you like it? i have seen wyel, parts of mr heart, and ofc to my star :)

ohhhhhh ok. i get you. yea he definitely wasn’t being ooc cos i think that....what u said. and also like....ugh i cant even think rn. i like sam lin a lot so i like gao shi de but i gotta say. lmao. hm. first of all. yes it is creepy what he did. it’s fucking weird. and sad that his whole life revolves around him. it’s not as fucking weird as LW but still like when he did the door thing. i was like UMMMMMMMMM cos i really didnt want it to be constructed. and when it was i was like imma suspend my disbelief. but if anyone dared...

and so what he did in s2 i think he just couldnt realize that he was loved back which is why it’s good he WAS ALONE for 5 yrs imo. but he gave shu yi 0 choice and for that i am pretty sure i would be even angrier. i do think though that the father’s role is pretty important but i can see how the show is like....letting that go? bc as fucking weird as GSD is, he was still like...20? i guess and shu yi’s dad is like. crazy? i am also like he really had to fucking start a company to get noticed like are u joking? is it also that easy? and also why? lmao i just. ugh. i think that probs bothered me the most...priorities.

i like the show! well idk if i love it but sure. i think it’s decent lmao. i understand what you’re saying. for here it bothers me less but i certainly don’t think it was OOC. immature and stupid but like...that’s.....what they are. i also don’t have a problm with the timing from a technical point.

however, when i started the show? i had NO clue what concept of time it was. and that was very annoying. tehy redeemed it bc of the comedy aspects (the first time shu yi sees shi de is so fucking good, i really loved the shot and editing; it’s hilarious and silly) and i started to go with the flow of the show through that. but the fucking concept of time in the show in general esp with repetitive outfits (i understand that they are more likely to wear multiple outfits as well, it’s just that you have to split it up or it i sconfusing visually and looks like the same scene twice or just a full day of shooting which it could be but then something should change in the clothes. this is just an ex~~*~*) and partof that is they have this already controlled narrative i guess.

i have to admit as well...i skipped episode 1. and most of 2. i was like i rly dont want to see someone slap a pereson even if they were like. not together. it’s just not cute also not in front of ppl. and then when they were yelling and bla bla i was like listen ladies lets calm down. too much angst in a boring way. what they have now is good. also they should probably like estrange the father but i doubt they will.

i cannot make up my mind totally now bc i see what ur saying i guess i just don’t feel that way as much but i guess i have to think about it more, too. i do think he was contorlling in getting him or like when he didnt want shu yi to find out whwatshisface liked him. i guess for me it would be if he is still that way in the rship. but even tho he’s at fault for what happened, i’m also like but his dad? but also like...did he try? why did he just stop contacting? but then i guess he emailed everyday? DO U C MY QUANDARY.

alsoi have to say i do not care abt their backdoor being opened lmao like wow business? no thanks

LMAO. did they cry a lot in UWMA? i only know the teamwin parts. which one is fluke the really pale one who died? idk what it is about that kid but i just cant watch him. it’s not his fault it’s mine.

DUDE i still dont understand the husband and wife thing and ive looked into it multiple times. ive kinda just classified it as one of those things that make me uncomfortable but arent problematic lol. it you have any insight about it id love to hear it tho !!

it’s stupid. that’s what it is (husband and wife.) it’s just something they say like many gay couples may use pejoratives in conjunction with them, the f word etc. or even imply something about being a top and a bottom. whatever. but these arent gay spaces or gay storylines. sure gay men may direct them but since BL operates and relies on patriarchy without a doubt and also stereotypes poorly kathoeys or won’t cast trans women in anything substantial and use them as jokes (and see this is one of those things where it’s like...ud never see this in the US tho like our concept of third gender or kathoeys but life stillBOOOOO.) so it’s just useless when they put it into the scripts because it’s for people to consume and lots of girls are. obviously. so the idea that if you are being penetrated and u r the wife and this is used like literally anywhere but not from gay or whatever men is gross. are cis women’s vaginas sieves to them? are trans women not women? do we have to categorize people by PHALLIC OBJECTS IN OUR BODIES SPECIFICALLY A WOMAN? it dont make no sense. plus really most ppl just experiment, there’s more ways than one to have sex, we have lives so most times it’s not just full penetration for hours anyway. it’s just so gross. like oh that’s really funny lol ur the wife cos his dick goes in ur butt XD i get it, same. i say “i’m wife’ whenever there’s a penis in me. fucking kill me. it’s not a big deal but it’s just dumb and gross. if they use it they could try and subvert it too like i like how my engineer has a whole absurdly stupid episode about it. but in TT the dad says “if ur the wife i wont accept it” and i was like u know what gals? im good. goodbye.

pgojaihousgajigko THAT’S SOOOOOOO OOWIEOFUGHOIJ WEIRD. FANDOM IS REALLY WEIRD. i have read rpf and written it once upon a time but dont do it anymore uch. i mean it’s weird. no doubt about that. invasive, weird, strange. but very unreal anyway. it is. plus i dont like celebs or fame and think of it as a gross capitalist scheme so i had to stop (also so weird?) but i know very many people like lean in. lean in. LEAN IN. this youtuber i watch did a video on like insanely popular ships (like that 1d one) and their insane fandoms and i just couldnt. it’s so embarrassing? and then they’re so bold????? about it?

yea it would be cool (more queer men or visibly we should say or like out whatever.) but it doesnt necessarily mean that will be good or beneficial i guess? i mean like. i dont know. so much about the genre is about wish fulfilment for young girls. its literally selling some fantasies because the other thing is for BL (i read a paper on this...) esp for girls in more conservative societies they cna maybe replace themselves in the character? but they may not feel a threat as a woman or like their life will fall apart if they engage in sexual things with anyone really. and that’s where i’m like....for a lot of these are they just writing a story and just replacing two men? bc they also seem to think it owrks like that. and in a way that’s what it is bc of the writing and how they use certain terms. you can tell the piece is about pushing a product and less about the real affects of a story. i think ITSAY is a great example of a really intelligent great piece of work that contains multitudes. and the girl was amazing. it just depends on the goal. and for most of the ppl the goal isnt...to do anything. so i dont know. idk how to talk abt representation anymore. it both is and isnt.

i really liked tingting from my engineer a lot (idk if u have seen) she’s so fun and unapologetic. i love how much she drinks and if someone tells her to be ladylike she says no. and i appreciate that in the show when girls were rude to her she said nothing about the girls but said “NO IM NOT LUCKY TO HAVE ALL MALE FRIENDS?” i really want to see her more in the next season. obviously tiffy is goat. super excited to see how their rship develops.

#we best love #lovely writer #we best love fighting mr 2nd

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couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name · 7 years

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Wait what's the story about half the boys in your grade getting your class kicked out of Disney world?

Okay, if anyone is going to read this story, you are legally required to listen to the song “Turbulence” first. Nothing will truly make sense without it. You sit your ass through the entire damn song, if you try to skimp out on it the Elder’s will find you. It’s completely vital to the full experience of this stupid ass story. This ENTIRE story exasperates me

Now, okay, so my high school senior class….was relatively a group of good kids. It was a larger grade then I was used to growing up, so I obviously didn’t know everyone in the school personally, but I could pretty much recognize everyone in my grade, and like okay, there were a lot of class clowns and trouble makers™, but for the most part, no one was really a dick and everyone was generally a Decent Person.

Then, for some ungodly reason, the song ‘turbulence’ gets released.

Now, I think the song actually came out in like, 2011 or something, but it caused Notable Problems with my grade in particular. It was deemed our ‘CLASS SONG’, and every time it played at an event or someone just played it for fun on their phone or something, every single kid in my age group just unexplainably went crazy. You never really knew what was going to happen, and it got worse each and every year- making senior year the year of Worried Faculty, and not without reason.

Senior Year alone, before this Disney incident happened, the song ‘turbulence’ lead directly to the slightly-violent concussion of an unwillingly crowd surfing teacher and a few freshmen at homecoming, and it was also being blasted on a blue tooth speaker when a couple of boys in my class Lowkey Very Politely High-Jacked The Plane We Were On, so, when we got to Disney World, the chaperones made sure to contact whoever was in charge of our party and told them under no circumstances was this song to be played.

Anyway.

So the school does a Disney trip for the seniors every year- they stay in a cheap hotel and shove four or five withering and hormonal teens in a room, they go to the parks during the day, one night they walk through Universal and see the Blue Man Group in concert, and one night they usually have a big dinner and dance party for the kids, usually held in Sea World.

But, you know what came out when they were planning the Disney trip? Blackfish. So, the school board (and a lot of the students) were like “UMM-” and that left them scrambling to find a new location for the party.

The Disney workers, being Disney workers, were super helpful when the school mentioned this issue when they called to make reservations, though. They were like, “Oh, this is great timing! Your school always brings such well-behaved kids every year, and we’ve been thinking about opening up our Fantasia Gardens golf course as a party location! You guys could be our first official party!” and the school was super flattered so they agreed. Disney was providing a dance floor, food, a DJ, and everything else, and it wasn’t going to really cost anything extra, so the faculty was like, Super Excited about it. They thought this was gonna be a great thing, they were the experiment to see if they would try this with other schools, it was an honor, and it meant that they had a great reputation in Disney’s opinion, so maybe they’d be open to providing the school with free/new stuff/opportunities in future years.

Now, let me tell you something- I was Kinda Fucking Miserable for most of this trip. The first day was fine, but the second day saw my friends abandoning me in Magic Kingdom with barely any explanation, so I spent all day roaming MK and Epicot alone, save for occasionally standing next to acquaintances and talking to my different-school friends in a group chat on my phone, and then later that night my friend since third grade like, got a school official and cried to her about how I had instigated a fight and that’s why I was alone all day, which is literally such bullshit and not what happened, it‘s been 3 years and I still cannot believe she actually pulled this fuckery, so even though we made up later in the week I was still pissed the fuck off for the rest of my life the trip. All of my roommates (the deserters) were walking on eggshells around me, except this one control-freak girl who tried to micromanage everything I did (even though literally none of it affected her) and none of us realized how pissed off I was until I apparently physically threw her out of the bed while I was in a deep sleep, multiple times, and also stole her pillow. So the only person who I wasn’t Fully Done with was this tiny girl from a writing class, but she was potentially Half-Hamster, exclusively wore clothes made for seven year olds, couldn’t go on half of the rides because of her glass eye, and 99% of her conversation points was talking about all the plans she had to hang out with one of the other girls I was rooming with (who didn’t actually wanna hang out with her/got mad at me the third day there because the boy she liked was flirting with me), so like…she was sweet but I also wanna go on rides and not hear how great the girls I’m lowkey in a Blood Feud with are, you know? She wasn’t exactly prime hang out material here. So by the time we get to this party at Fantasia Gardens, we’re all lowkey pretending like everything’s fine but like. It wasn’t hard to tell there was fighting going on. And you could just look at all the other students around you and see there was also fighting going on. Shoving so many kids in hot rooms is never a good idea, like YIKE.

Anyway, I needed something at this party to be fun. I needed to be released at this point.

I walk into the place and immediately realize I’m a fucking outlier amongst the girls- every single girl had opted for a sundress, whilst I thought a black skirt and a nice blouse would be enough. This should not have been a problem, but hey. High School. What can ya do. (it just made me more stressed) At this point I was like, this is it, this is it, I hate literally everyone in my high school. There’s nothing holding me back. Graduation take me the fuck away. But I had to make it through this party and then one more day in Disney.

The room was like, a barn, kind off? Or at the very least it had been decorated like one. There was barbecue food, a dance floor, a lake outside, and a mini-golf course that we were told we were allowed to use at any part of the night. The DJ was playing relatively normal dance/club music. After about an hour of strobe lights and watching people dancing, My Friend Who Hath Betrayed Me and I decided to head down to the mini-golf course.

There were these two guys there, and I didn’t really know them but they were clearly those ‘All Our Classmates Are Beneath Us Because We’re Alternative And Like Anime And Heavy Metal Music’ types of guys. They took one look at my ass in a tight black mini-skirt and immediately started flirting with me, and on any other occasion I would have shot them down, but 1) They were both actively focused on me over my friend, who I was still mad at and 2) I was frustrated - so I started flirting back even though I wasn’t interested in the slightest (and I had petty reasoning, of course, but I was 18, it was a bad week, it was 100 degrees, give me a break. I promise 99% of the time I’m not Awful). So anyway, we get caught up in a game of mini-golf with these anti-establishment boys, who spend the entire time dissing our classmates for, like, dancing, and looking for excuses to show off in front of me/touch me. We missed like half the dance because of this.

Right when we were finishing our game, we were contemplating going to the other golf course (I was looking for an excuse to head back to the party tbh we were literally the only four people outside it was starting to feel like the set up to a horror movie) when a girl came up and told us to head back in because the boys™ had busted out the alcohol and we only had a limited amount of time before the chaperones noticed.

(They sold alcohol at our hotel, a bunch of people had fake id’s made before the trip for this very reason). Me and my friend didn’t actually feel like drinking but we took the excuse and the boys followed us back inside (we lost them on the dance floor and I only saw them once again that night). Anyway, we arrived to what we thought was Chaos, but was truly only the Beginning of Chaos.

Right off the bat, I noticed the boys from my Gov class and the boys I knew from detention were huddled around each other, muttering under the music. That, I knew, was not gonna lead to anything good. They see me, and they’re like “Javert! Javert people trust you! Go request that the DJ play turbulence!” and I’m like. No. What are you fucking planning??? But they just keep pressing me. They would not drop it oh my God. One of my roommates overhears this, the one who’s mad at me because her crush she never talks to was slightly flirting with me earlier, and she’s in a petty™ mood so she asks why they want it to play but they still won’t tell her, just keep insisting that it has to happening. So she’s all, ‘I can get it to play’ and struts off to the DJ booth with an exaggerated ponytail snap. I’m left with these boys like. For fucks sake please don’t get anyone killed.

A few boys break off to go tap people and let them know what’s going on. The smell of alcohol is strong. Boys are starting to discreetly take off their shoes and any valuables and hide them under the tables. The chaperones aren‘t noticing any of this.

I broke away from the dance floor to get a soda, and one of the teachers sees me looking mildly distressed and asks if something’s wrong. And I know. I know that I have the power to kill whatever the hell is about to happen. I’m the sole person in this room that’s clued in who’s not whispering in excitement and waiting for the song to play. I still don’t even know what they’re all planning on doing, but I could end this so fast, just say the words ‘turbulence’ or ‘the boys’ or ‘senior prank’, and this would be nipped in the bud immediately. This could be over before it ever started, all because of me.

And then I reflect on how shitty my weeks been going, how I was frustrated with most of the people in the room, how I needed something fun to happen at this party to release me from hell.

I tell the chaperone I’m fine, just getting a little tired, and they drop it and head back to the buffet line.

I head back to the dance floor. Everyone is grinding with baited breath.

The DJ’s voice comes over the microphone: “I hear it’s someone’s birthday tomorrow! Let’s play her favorite song!”

Turbulence begins to play.

The class goes wild, wilder than they’ve ever been before. The building may as well be shaking from all the noise and music.

The teachers are trying to get the DJ’s attention to cut the song. He can’t hear them.

The bass drops.

Almost every boy on the dance floor screams, runs outside, rips off their shirts and jumps into the fucking lake.

It was absolute PANDEMONIUM. This wasn’t even the funniest thing they could have come up with but everyone left on the dance floor was loosing their minds cracking up. The teachers and Disney workers were screaming at the top of their lungs and trying to haul boys back onto the land.

Then the manager of Fantasia Gardens starts screaming that there are alligators in the fucking lake.

Like. FUCKING. IT’S FLORIDA. HOW DID NO ONE THINK THERE WAS GONNA BE AN ALLIGATOR PROBLEM. F L O R I D A.

THESE DUMBASS BOYS JUMPED INTO A FUCKING ALLIGATOR INFESTED LAKE.

A L L I G A T O R S.

FUCK.

All the boys eventually make it back onto land- no one had been bitten or killed or anything, although a few apparently did see ‘shapes moving’ (it was late at night, so nothing clear), and one kid got kicked in the head and knocked out for a few moments and almost drowned, but everyone was intact.

DISNEY WORLD WAS FURIOUS.

And like, you can’t fucking blame them. I’m sure when they were making the principal sign liability papers, they didn’t think to include ‘late night gator attacks in a lake’ on the list, they could’ve been put in serious trouble if something had happened omfg. But there was a LOT of yelling/ranting/cursing. NEVER before have they seen such inappropriate behavior, the school would not be allowed to step foot in the Fantasia Gardens EVER again, yadayada, that sort of thing. The more boys I found soaking wet, the more ridiculous this got- I knew which of them had planned it of course, but this was most of the grade. There were like, geeks and nerds and Good Kids™ who I never expected to do something like wild like this standing around half naked looking torn between proud and about-to-cry omfg.

Every single boy who participated got suspended for three days, but they had to space out which boys were suspended which days because they didn’t trust them to not throw a giant party on the days they weren’t there.

The school is still allowed in Disney World every year, but are banned from Fantasia Gardens and received a fine.

‘Turbulence’ was absolutely banned from being played at senior prom.

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67 Chevy Impala part 2

A/N: I was overjoyed but the comments on 67 Chevy Impala, and because of a request I’ve decided to write a part 2, sorry it took so long, I’ve been really busy. Hope you like it! Thanks for the feedback everyone!!

Pairing: Peter Parker x fem!Winchester!reader

Fandom: Spider-Man Homecoming, Supernatural

Summary: Peter never forgot somebody that he used to know. He had her number, but was afraid to use it, until the new Avengers Facility seems to be haunted.

Warnings: Mentions of Hell (idk if this should be a warning but), violence, cussing, Season 5 of Supernatural just happened, so the time frames don’t add up, sorry about that, Infinity War doesn’t happen because I don’t know what events will take place and I don’t want to screw the story up.

Part 1

Three years.

That’s how long it had been since she had to move.

Peter had graduated now, he was living in the new Avengers Facility. After high school, he had decided that he actually did want to be an Avenger, and was immediately taken in.

His first few months there were great, he was the ultimate fanboy, and the others found it quite entertaining.

Until a new shipment of, well something, came in. Tony told them it was pretty important, but after opening the box, they found it just to be some old antiques. Apparently the supplies were for something he was working on, but no one really quizzed him on what that was.

That night the heater seemed to fail, then the next morning the TVs glitched and turned off, before turning back on like nothing had happened. They began to worry, Tony’s systems didn’t fail continuously like this on a normal basis.

Peter remembered something the first time something weird happened. He remembered a girl he used to know. The things she told him.

It all added up, cold spots, glitches, that meant ghosts if he remembered correctly.

“H-hey Mr. Stark?” Peter approached him the next morning, only to find most of the Avengers already at breakfast with him.

“Yeah, Spidering?” He responded, not looking up from whatever he was doing.

“I-I think I know how to- or k-know someone- w-who can fix the w-weird stuff that’s been going on.” He was so worried they would think he had gone mad that he almost couldn’t get out a full sentence.

Tony finally looked up. He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t worried about what had been happening “And who is this?”

“W-well I used to know her at school, h-her family solves s-stuff like this. T-they are called ‘hunters’.

“Thanks, but I don’t need someone who can shoot deer, I need someone who knows what’s going on.”

“N-no” Peter stuttered nervously “T-they hunt m-monsters, I-it’s real, I-I promise.”

And after some laughing, and more convincing, Peter found himself dialing a number he hadn’t ever before. Though he’d be lying if he said he didn’t stare at his phone every night, debating whether to call or not.

(Y/n) had also left high school, but she didn’t have the chance to be a superhero. She had to help her brothers fight Lucifer and Michael. So yes, she may not be an Avenger, but how many people can live to say they stopped the apocalypse? Two, the answer is two.

They used to be a family of four. John, Dean, Sam, and (Y/n) Winchester. Now they were all split up.

John had left first. He sold his soul to save Dean’s life, died a few hours later, and they hadn’t seen him since.

Then Sam. He was currently in the cage in Hell, after winning a fight against Lucifer and jumping in to trap him forever.

Dean left next. He had made a promise to Sam, Lisa and Ben. He was happy, and that’s all (Y/n) needed. A happy Dean didn’t come to often, and she was determined to make it last.

So as far as he knew, (Y/n) Winchester was dead, just like the rest of them.

(Y/n) found herself yet again living off of stolen credit cards and fake IDs. Just, alone this time. She continuously felt thankful that she had amazing abilities when it came to computers, or she’d be screwed.

She didn’t have a car anymore. Dean had taken Baby with him, not like she expected otherwise, he thought she was dead. And who leaves a car to a dead person?

However, after awhile she got fed up with busses, and stole a beaten-down, two-door, rusty pickup truck from the side of the road that had a ‘for sale by owner’ sign on it. It wasn’t much, but she had a seat for herself and enough room to lay across he seats, and that’s all she needed.

The only belongings (Y/n) had were some clothes, a computer, and some weapons. Even these were mediocre, compared to what she was used to. She had three knifes, Ruby’s demon killing knife, one 8 inch hunting knife, and one pocket knife that seemed to have every kind of tool on it. Her favorite pistol, and a shotgun were the last guns standing, seeing as she didn’t have much room left for the other ones.

For the most part, she hunted demons, and considering how pissed she was at them, she was pretty good. In fact, she killed so many in a short amount of time that she soon became Hell’s most wanted.

Her sole focus was to kill as many black-eyed sons of a bitches as possible.

That is, until her phone rang. And for the first time ever, the name Spiderboy came onto the screen.

“Hello” she picked up, trying as hard as she could to not sound as pissed off as she was.

“H-hi (Y/n), I-it’s Peter, Parker, I- um- we have a problem. I think it’s a g-ghost, I can’t be s-sure, b-but I was wondering, I-if you could c-come get rid of it?” Peter was nothing but a stuttering mess on the other end, and (Y/n) couldn’t help but agree.

“Yeah, give me an address and I’ll be there.”

“Okay, a-are your b-brothers coming t-too?”

“No” she deadpanned, and after getting the address, she immediately hung up.

When a rough-looking pickup truck rolled into the parking lot, and a teenage girl ran up the steps, it was Tony Stark who answered to door.

“Sorry, I didn’t order girl-scout cookies this year.” He joked.

“Well I ordered a good joke, but clearly I came to the wrong place.” She retorted, smirking as his face fell “Look, I’m (Y/n) Winchester, and I’m here to fix your ghost problem.

Tony had heard that name before, and it wasn’t from when Peter was explaining what hunters were, in fact he now realized Peter never actually said the name of the person that was coming.

“Come on Spiderling, there’s a don’t be like this, there’s a party. Come join.”

“Sorry Mr. Stark, I really don’t feel like it right now.”

Tony sighed “There are plenty of girls out there” he kept trying to convince him.

“I’m not interested, thanks though.”

“Oh, well there are guys to-”

“N-no it’s not that, I-I just, I’m not interested”

Tony sat down “Alright who was it?”

“W-what?” Peter looked up at him.

“The one who broke your heart, who was it?”

Peter sighed “(Y/n) Winchester. S-she didn’t break my heart, she just had to move. Her family wouldn’t let her stay. She told me they move around a lot, at least five times a school year”

“Come on in then” He said snapping out of his thoughts.

“So tell me, how long has this been going on?” (Y/n) asked Tony as she sat at the dining table, a fresh coffee in her hands.

“About two weeks.”

She nodded “And how long have you been living here?”

“Longer than two weeks, that’s for sure.”

She nodded “Ok, that makes it less likely that the building itself is haunted.” She thought for a moment “Have you had anything come in the building around the time the odd things started? It’s most likely something old.”

Tony nodded “Actually there has, I’ll show you.”

They passed many rooms on the way there, including a theater, that happened to hold many of the Avengers. Natasha, Clint, Sam, and Wanda were perhaps the most curious people (Y/n) had ever met, and they insisted on following her and Tony to one of his labs.

When they got there, (Y/n) saw a box labelled ‘antiques’ and immediately walked over and spread the objects out on a table.

Before she could do anything Tony asked “So why would a ghost be in an object?”

“Well ghosts are stopped when their bones are burned, but sometimes they leave a piece of themselves behind, often hidden in an object. This makes them tied to said object, so wherever it goes, they go. So what I’m thinking is that one of these things has a ghost tied to it, which is why nothing strange happened until after it got here.”

“Why are you using an old busted up Walkman?” Sam asked, looking at her like she was the strangest person in the world as she took the tool out of her pocket and pulled out it’s antenna.

“It’s an EMF meter, and it looks like a Walkman because it’s homemade. It was my brother Dean’s” (Y/n) explained as she waved it over an old rusted mirror.

“What does it do?” Wanda asked, eyeing the thing as she waved it over another object.

“Basically it tells if an object, area, or even person is haunted or possessed by a ghost. When it detects something it will-” then the EMF meter’s lights went nuts as she waved it over an old book “-do that.”

“Well what do we do with it now?” Natasha questioned, eyeing the book suspiciously.

“We salt and burn it”

Clint’s smile grew “Cool”

It had been one of the easiest cases (Y/n) had worked in a long time, and it seemed like a vacation from the black-eyes. But she knew she had to get back to what she was doing before. So when the Avengers wanted her to stay for dinner, they basically had to lock all of the doors, to which (Y/n) pointed out was kidnapping.

“Oh come on, you helped us, the least we could do is give you dinner.” Tony said “And don’t even try denying again, your food is already on the table.”

When everyone was seated and starting to eat (Y/n) was bombarded with questions about her life.

“Where do you live?”

“You said you have a brother, where is he?”

“Where are your parents?”

“Do you get paid doing this”

“What’s the coolest thing you’ve ever done?”

(Y/n) chuckled at their curiousness, and knew it was because they were new to the fact there were hunters out there and wanted to know how they lived.. “Ok everyone, slow down. I don’t live anywhere, I just sleep in a hotel wherever the case I’m working is, then I move on to another town. Actually I have two brothers. Dean is the oldest, he has a sort-of-family now. It’s a complicated situation, but he lives with them. Sam is the middle child, he’s“ she paused, her eyes beginning to fill with tears before she blinked them away “he’s dead.

“My parents are dead too, my mom was killed by a demon when I was a baby, I never knew her, and my dad died a few years ago to save Dean’s life. Another complicated story.

“No I don’t make money, people don’t exactly pay you for saving their lives. The coolest thing I’ve ever done…” She debated telling them she has had many conversations with the king of hell, or fought angels and demons alike, that she was number one on the most wanted list in hell, all things they would consider cool. “The coolest thing I’ve ever done was cut off a vampire’s head with Spider-Man’s web.”

Before anyone could react to her crazy, yet seemingly normal, answers, Peter Parker walked in the room.

“Sorry I’m late, I was-” but he trailed off when he saw (Y/n) sitting there.

“Peter! How are you? Wow, it’s been awhile. I see you still have awesome t-shirts” she laughed at seeing his shirt had the NASA logo on it saying ‘I need more space’ .

He smiled and hugged her, which gave his stomach a warm feeling, “I didn’t know you were coming today.” Peter was also confused, he knew she was pissed at him, but clearly she was hiding it.

“Well, I was closer than I thought.”

After dinner they all went to watch a movie, but when Peter tapped her on the shoulder, the two of them went outside to talk in private.

“I’m sorry”

“Is that all you got?” (Y/n) asked “I called you every night for months Peter. You would think you could’ve answered at least one of my calls.“

“I know, and I’m sorry, so, so, sorry. I just knew that if someone went after you because of me, I couldn’t forgive myself.”

“That has got to be the most cliché thing anyone has ever said. Come on Peter, if you are worried about someone getting hurt, maybe don’t date a hunter. I get hurt all the time, but you know what, not once has it been because of you. In fact, right now I have the king of hell looking to kill my ass, I should be the one worried about you. So don’t give me that shit, don’t even try.”

“I guess I just thought after a while that you would be to mad at me to answer the phone.“

(Y/n) looked into his brown eyes and remembered the boy she fell in love with years ago. “I never got that mad Peter.”

“Can you give me another chance?”

“Of course”

“Can I kiss you”

“Of course”

And then his lips were on hers, and for the first time in a long time, she felt all her worries slip away.

“NICE GOIN SPIDERLING”

“TONY LEAVE THEM ALONE”

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