#its ok though we talked n i came out n she was surprisingly accepting

[nandysparadox]

I GOT A BINDER HAHAHAH YES!!!!!!!

#laughs maniacally #im. literally so happy rn #also my mom caught me in the lie oop '^^ #its ok though we talked n i came out n she was surprisingly accepting #so all's well that ends well!!

[ryosmne]

Tattoo artist! Sukuna x reader part 4

Hello, it's me your friendly neighborhood Sukuna simp, I don't have much to ramble about today, I hope you have fun reading this part :)

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Warnings: Language, alcohol consumption, implied smut that I'm too shy to write.

The café was unusually quiet today, maybe it's because the other days y/n found herself sitting at that exact spot by the window, Mai was the one sitting across from her. Today was different, Nobara took Mai's place for brunch after class, to be fair she hadn't showed up in some time so both Nobara and y/n jumped at the opportunity to spend some time together.

"So, does it feel lonely now that Yuuji and Mai spend so much time together?" Nobara asked, evidently trying to make y/n admit to some form of jealousy she was sure she had. "Not really, I'm happy she's finally with someone so good for her and she's finally off my back about hooking me up with random dudes" y/n said and she was honestly happy for her best friend, Yuuji was a very nice guy and in the past few weeks he's been seeing Mai, he's nothing less of a sweetheart and y/n saw him a as a little sibling even though they were roughly the same age.

"Of course, why would you be lonely, Sukuna's been keeping you company too." Nobara's eyes had a glimmer in them, not because she wanted to tease y/n, but she was very invested in the girls business with the oh so attractive tattoo artist.

Nobara did her homework on the guy, he certainly wasn't as polite or well mannered as he came across the night they met. He did seem like trouble at first glance, but the way he looked at y/n that night, or the times he waited for her to get off class to have some time together, Nobara would say that even a blind man could see that y/n had been tugging on Sukuna's heartstrings.

"It's not like that" y/n was once again flustered. What was she to the pink haired man, who missed no chance to be around her? "You're making out in his car in broad daylight, what is it like?" the brown haired girl chuckled, her friend was an idiot if she worried for a second about the man who looked at her like she would disappear at any second. "I don't know, but we aren't together like that, he's an interesting guy" y/n longed to be with him, she had a faint memory about him talking about something like that the time he spend the night with her, but then again, she was drunk and that could be her mind playing cruel tricks on her.

"Ok then whatever you say, I really hope you're not doubting the dude that cooked you ten different options for breakfast, after he took your drunk ass home."

"Wait how do you know about that- did Mai? Oh I'm gonna kill her."

Despite the tiny voice asking 'what are we?' in y/n's head, her days with Sukuna have been some of the best she's had. Granted they couldn't see each other that often, whenever they did, it was always better than the time before.

Sukuna had taken her to all the restaurants he knew were good, cafes with the best tiramisu she had ever tasted, taking an hour and a half to get to the next place he'd see her smile listening to her excitement filled voice as she told him how delicious the food was, then giving him some attitude mumbling about how she didn't expect him to have such nice taste, was the easiest victory to him, the highlight of his day.

He hadn't managed to get her back to his chair like he needed to yet, he had been so busy finding the best places to take her to that it seemed like it completely slipped his mind. It hasn't slipped Sukuna's mind though, he's just been nervous to bring it up again, what if she doesn't want to do that anymore? What if she changed her mind? What if she just agreed because she felt compelled to do so? Sukuna didn't know which one was worse.

Even on the days they couldn't see each other they were in touch, texting silly things or messing with each other. If a day was anything other good Sukuna could vent and let out his frustrations talking to y/n and she often did the same. Sukuna preferred calling her for that, not only to get things off his chest but because her voice was so calming to him, the need to hear it grew stronger each day he wasn't able to see her.

Afternoon classes were always adding to her demise, y/n even accepted Mai's gossiping over paying attention. Yuuji as she expected was as sweet as he looked, Mai was once again gushing over him and his adorable nature. Y/n just smiled at her friend who rumbled about the boy who, by now had a very firm hold of her heart. "You and Sukuna?" She asked, prying for any information she didn't already know from Yuuji. "Me and Sukuna" y/n stated back, shit eating grin on her face, knowing how not entertaining Mai and not feeding her what she wanted completely pissed her off. Y/n's phone buzzed from her pocket, giving her a little break from her friends curiosity.

Can I take you out after class?

Y/n's lips tagged into a small smile. "Speak of the devil" Mai teased looking over y/n's phone.

Hmm depends. Where to?

Its a surprise, doll

You know I hate surprises, but I can make an exception for you.

Mai pretend to gag next to her, but y/n payed her no mind. She had already seen enough from her and Yuuji to do the same.

You won't regret it, I'll be outside when you're done.

"Just don't make out in the parking lot again, being in his car doesn't mean that we don't see you." Mai was being Mai again. Y/n shoved her arm lightly and told her that they all knew how her and Yuuji sneaked around the bathrooms, laughing as her face flushed red.

Sukuna entered her field of view leaning against his car, finishing up a cigarette, looking too good for anyone not to stare at him. The total black outfit he had on did wonders for him, even if it was the simplest of crew cut shirts and sweatpants, every piece of clothing complimented him. Waving at Mai, y/n walked towards him noticing he's cocky expression. "Feels like you're eating me up with those eyes" he laughed, why must the sound of his voice be this melodic at all times. "Don't worry I missed you too" Sukuna said laying a soft kiss on y/n's lips as a greeting. If her fellow students weren't staring already, now they surely were .

" Where are we headed tonight?" Y/n asked fastening her seatbelt, she still kind of thought of Sukuna as clumsy, even though he's driven her many places, it's not that she didn't trust him, he was a very good driver. Hey safety comes first.

"You'll find out" he spoke with a little grin, before starting his engine and driving off.

Unlocking his door, he let y/n step inside first. Sukuna's house was surprisingly neat, everything looked to be in place, the décor was minimalistic. It felt like Sukuna very home-y, but then it didn't. It was too tidy, y/n didn't really think of him as a tidy person. The place also had his scent of sandalwood so y/n easily relaxed into the new space taking some more steps forward to look around.

"Bringing me to your house like this without taking me to dinner first, tsk should've known you were that type 'kuna." Y/n said in a mockingly disapproving tone "Who said that, I'm cooking dinner for you." Sukuna said draping his arm around her shoulders guiding her to his kitchen.

Whatever Sukuna had on his stove smelled scrumptious, making y/n's mouth water, maybe how pretty Sukuna looked with an apron on and a little sweat forming on his forehead from the heat of the stove helped too.

"You know, I would have never guessed you knew how to cook." Y/n let some of her assumptions fly in the room, she was the only one with a pass to talk about whatever she wanted with him. Sukuna wasn't going to shut her down. Y/n had leaned back on his table, her eyes roamed his figure freely. Sukuna would look over his shoulder smiling to himself every time he caught her in the act.

"I had to learn, Yuuji and I lived with our Grandpa, when he passed, it was just me and him." Y/n's heart clenched in her chest, Sukuna sounded different saying that. The truth is, Sukuna had never talked about that with anyone, he never made word of his grandfather's passing or the hardships him and his brother went through when they were left alone. He had mentioned to y/n that his and Yuuji's grandfather raised them, but from the way he spoke about him y/n was sure his Grandfather was doing well. "I'm sorry for your loss" was all she could muster at that moment, the pain in his voice was much too real for her. "Thank you, at least my brother turned out pretty good" he quickly changed the subject to something ligter, surprised at his self for opening up to her so easily. "You didn't turn out that bad either" y/n let the words spill, she had spent the past half hour blatantly checking out his back, she had nothing to get shy about. Sukuna let out a laugh, gripping his wooden spoon a little tighter throwing a glance over his shoulder. "Is that what you think?" Y/n shifted in her seat, how could this guy go from sentimental to laughing about his brother and to whatever this dark seductive tone was, she had no idea.

"Come on don't get shy on me, you were having fun checking me out just a minute ago, see anything you like" in the blink of an eye, Sukuna was slightly bent down facing her. Even after all the makeout sessions they've had that usually ended with y/n slapping his arm worrying that someone saw them and Sukuna looking at her with a cocky grin reassuring her that they gave a good show to whoever was watching, he could still make her all flustered, and she looked adorable like this, a deer caught in headlights. Sukuna kissed the tip of her nose, telling her she looked cute before turning his attention back on the food.

"Did you find that movie?" Sukuna's voice came from the kitchen, y/n was fumbling with the remote on his couch. Sukuna insisted on eating in his living room, he didn't want this to feel too formal, he still had whine out with fancy plates and everything, but he only wanted to cook for his girl and see her eyes light up eating his food, like they always did when she tried the food on the restaurants he took her.

"Yeah, here let me help with that." She said getting of the couch to help him set everything. "No no no, you go sit down, I'll do the work." Sukuna insisted, y/n only raised a brow at him and complied.

"Okay, you have to teach me, this tastes so good 'kuna" that nickname stuck, not that Sukuna complained, his stomach still did flips every time y/n called him that. She was looking at him just the way he hoped she would. The dish was quite simple, chicken with some red salsa and vegetables, but it was better than anything she'd ever tasted.

"I can give you a little cooking class, as long as you go grocery shopping" He offered her a little smile and y/n rolled her eyes playfully.

Y/n was leaning on Sukuna's chest with her arm hooked around his waist, he had a firm hold of her too, mindlessly looking at the screen but not paying enough attention to it. The movie y/n chose turned out to be a barely watchable C grade thriller and the two glasses of wine they had didn't make it tolerable either. Bad movie or not, having her under his arm like this was all he needed to feel calmer. Sukuna was so calm that he forgot why he brought y/n over.

"Can I show you something?" Sukuna spoke softly, looking down at her, y/n nodded in reply and groaned loudly at the loss of his warmth when he got up from the couch, Sukuna could only chuckle at her .

"Just two drinks and you're already a brat."

"Shut up."

Sukuna came back holding a big folder and some sketch books, y/n's curiosity picked and she found herself straightening up a bit.

"I've been dying to show you these." Sukuna stated as he flipped through the pages. Y/n's eyes danced all over the various shapes and designs he had came up with. Her eyes traced a particular three headed fox, she had never seen anything like that before, she reached out her hand to feel his drawing on her fingertips.

Sukuna's heart picked up its pace, she was currently in aww at his favourite piece for her. "Are those what you told me you came up with form me?" She was amused, she stared at him wide eyed not believing that anyone would ever do something like that for her, "Yeah, every design here is meant for you, you can pick whichever you like, but if you don't want me to tattoo you, I'll understand, you don't have to let me if you don't want to." Y/n couldn't believe it, there were enough drawings in here to fill her entire body in ink. She had hardly believed him when he said he had a vision for her sleeve, but this, this was out of this world.

"I don't even know what to say, these are so beautiful, but why did you go through all this trouble?" She still couldn't see a reason for it. "You've given me so much inspiration from the first time you visited, I can't get your skin out of my head, seeing you in my work is just surreal. I would do anything to do it again" Sukuna's words had not yet sunken in properly, y/n was still in disbelief.

Sukuna placed his sketchbooks on the coffee table, his hand prompting y/n's chin up so he can look at her face in the dim lights of his living room. "I will decorate any part of your skin you're willing to give to me, I'll give you the best work I can, please let me do this much." Sukuna almost sounded desperate, his face was once more too close and his wine scented breath tickled her lips, he had almost gone mad drawing in most his free time, and every time he saw her, a new idea of what would fit her popped into his head.

"You can do that" the moment these words rolled out of y/n's tongue, Sukuna had heard all he needed, and latched his mouth on hers, allowing his hands to explore more of her body. Between heavy breaths, Sukuna whispered about the softness of her skin, how he couldn't wait to mark her again, how he wanted her to be his canvas, his and only his. Diving in her neck once more, littering her sensitive skin with bruises she'd have to cover up tomorrow and her hands tangled up in his hair. "Just be good for me and I'll be gentle" His words only made her anticipate more.

The next day Sukuna was walking like the happiest man on earth, he woke up and had breakfast with his beloved doll, he had a smile on his face you couldn't miss. His co-workers didn't miss it either nor did they miss the huge forder he had under his arm when he came in, but they didn't question it.

Gojo spent his time teasing him about his unusual demeanor while Geto laughed to himself assuming what everyone else did.

Teasing him and prying about Sukuna's previous day didn't really work in Gojo's favour, Sukuna would simply ignore him and his smile still hadn't fadded. Gojo took it as his personal mission to piss him off when he had a lightbulb moment.

"Come on man, you talk about her all the time and when she comes over we're all working, when are we gonna get to meet her?" Gojo pushed, for the third time today, he finally found a weak spot.

The entire crew was curious meet y/n, properly this time at least, but Gojo was the only one who could confidently voice that. "Tell you what, go one month without fucking someone in here, and we can all go for some drinks tonight." Sukuna said in a joking manner, there was no way Gojo Satoru would agree to something like that, the man couldn't last two days on that deal, he was not about to give his word to Sukuna and take one for the team.

Gojo stood before the pink haired man, his glasses low on the bridge of his nose "Then, it's a deal" he said, obnoxious as ever with his hand extended for Sukuna to take. Sukuna knew Gojo was a man of his word, and if he shook on something, he would no doubt keep his end. Now Sukuna had to keep his as well.

Hey doll, I was wondering if you'd like to go grab a few drinks with me and the rest of the guys after closing?

Sure, I'll be there before nine, what's the occasion?

No need, I'll pick you up, they just really want to meet you, you don't have to come if you don't want to though.

Don't be stupid, I won't pass the opportunity of collecting blackmail on you.

Sukuna was smiling at his phone, that was so typical of y/n, his grin quickly faded once his eyes met the idiots standing before him with hopeful eyes. "Just don't do anything stupid" he sighed defeated before getting back to work, this was going to be a long night.

Y/n easily spotted Sukuna's car, he was parked just further down her street. Carefully swinging the passenger door open, she expected at least extra someone inside, but it was just Sukuna.

"Hey 'kuna." y/n greeted stepping inside, Sukuna faced her with a half smile, lazily bringing his hand on her jawline, pulling her in for a short kiss. "You're looking very pretty today, dollface." he spoke, still inches from her face, as his eyes traced her figure. Every inch of exposed skin begging him to mark it. Sukuna halted his wandering thoughts when y/n spoke again. "Everyone ended up ditching you in the end? cause you could've taken me out without an excuse like that."

"I wish they did, but unfortunately for both of us we'll have to suffer through it, I know you'd rather have me all to yourself." The mare glance he gave her from the corner of his eye as he put the car on speed was enough to have y/n's hear thumping in her chest. "Speak for yourself, airhead." Y/n's tone didn't lack at all in sarcasm. She did want him all to herself but she also was very intrigued by the rest of his crew, Sukuna always spoke about them. Whether it was stories from his childhood, college or everyday work things, y/n kept hearing about Nanami, Geto, Gojo and Megumi so she looked forward to getting to know them for herself. She had only seen Gojo and Nanami. Megumi and Geto had always been occupied when she dropped by the shop she would catch a glimpse of them tonight.

Sukuna's hand had taken a grip of her thigh, making y/n not so focused in their conversation. Sukuna was mindlessly squeezing while warning y/n about his friends.

The bar looked more like a museum in her opinion, still a very beautiful, elegant place. Y/n expected no less from Sukuna, he's already accompanied her to the best small restaurants and patisseries, sometimes she wondered how he came to know this many perfect date spots.

Sukuna had managed to slip his hand in her's the moment he noticed eyes on his precious doll and guided her to the table his co-workers were sat.

"You owe me 50 Nanami, they did show up."

"You're making me regret this already." Sukuna said, his head dipping slightly

"Come on 'kuna don't be such a grump" had that been y/n's voice Sukuna would've smiled down at her and his demeanor would instantly change, Gojo's voice only offered him annoyance.

Y/n took notice and softly brushed his hand with her thumb, Sukuna let a little laugh and proceeded to introduce the girl under his arm to everyone. "Y/n this is Geto, Megumi and you already know Nanami and Gojo here" Sukuna spoke pulling out y/n's seat as she shook hands with everyone. Gojo took the chance to piss his friend off, after all he would have to strictly work for the next month, he brought y/n's hand to his lips, giving her a compliment on her dress, making Sukuna red in the face.

Everyone took a liking to her very quickly, seeing exactly why Sukuna was so taken by her, she was witty and smart with a silver tongue that was also very sharp. Geto begun telling her about Sukuna's embarrassing drunk nights in college while Gojo laughed and even Nanami snickered. Megumi made Sukuna regret the day he considered taking him in his shop when he told y/n how he always cried as a kid if he didn't have a cookie after his meal. "That's why you always grumble about dessert?" Y/n asked him choking in laughter, Sukuna mumbled a reply and went back to looking annoyed, he was really happy to see y/n interact with his friends so effortlessly. This girl was constantly giving him more reasons to be around her.

Y/n was in the middle of a deep conversation with Nanami about philosophy, her eyes gleaming when he mentioned Plato's allegory of the cave. Geto subtly tapped Megumi's leg to get him to notice how Sukuna was resting his chin on his hand staring at y/n, who was blabbering about Greek philosophers, with the most sweet expression on his face any of them had seen. Gojo also took notice of that and an unspoken pact of 'annoy the fuck out of Sukuna' was made then and there.

"Have you thought about the next thing you want done or did you just want one tattoo?" Gojo asked the girl, breaking her conversation with Nanami a little too early for her liking.

"Yeah, I'll be getting some more work from Sukuna pretty soon" y/n replied proudly, her mind wandering to the night before to Sukuna and the beautiful pieces he came up with just for her. Sukuna perked up, his heart thumping by how happy y/n sounded with these words rolling out her lips.

"You sure you want him to do it though? You know I'm free if you need." Gojo's voice was condescending like always. Sukuna tensed up, jaw clenching at the thought of anyone laying a finger on y/n's skin. "Are you crazy? with work like this, I wouldn't let anyone else do it." Y/n laughed, Gojo must've been joking anyway.

Sukuna found so much comfort in her reply, she loved his artistry and never hesitated to show it, no matter how much of a brat she could be with him. Geto butted in the conversation too "y/n is right, look at how beautiful Sukuna's work looks on her, there's no way she'd change him." Y/n nodded at his words. "But I also do black and gray, I'm sure I could come up with something for you" Sukuna's eyes were glaring daggers at the raven haired man next to him, he remained oblivious to it laughing on the inside, Sukuna was so predictable.

"Thanks, but you said it yourself, there's no way I'd change him." Y/n spoke confidently, taking a sip of her vodka, knowing that at this point she was stroking Sukuna's ego and it would only grow bigger. Sukuna had no idea what everyone was onto trying to tattoo y/n, probably piss him off. From the looks of it, y/n wasn't going to let that happen. Nanami was observing quietly exchanging a few more words with y/n, he was right about her not taking other people's bullshit, Gojo couldn't pull anything with her, Nanami could see what Sukuna saw in her.

"Y/n, when you first came you were going to get tattooed by Megumi right?" Nanami spoke, Sukuna never expected him to join the others in their stupidity. "Yeah, he takes the walk ins right?" Y/n said casually, paying no mind to what Nanami was trying to do, the rest of them were also shocked that he decided to join in on making Sukuna's night a little hellish. Oh the betrayal.

"Did you want to get tattooed by Megumi?" Such a simple question, but Sukuna was at the edge of his seat "Yeah, I did, he was the reason I chose Domain in the first place, everyone loves this guy's work, I was pretty excited." Sukuna's face dropped, it's not like he didn't expect that, of course y/n came based on the reviews, he couldn't be mad at her for not booking him, she didn't even know him. He was pretty happy that he ended up taking her in that day, even if his insides boiled with jealousy at this very moment "Sorry for ruining your plans doll" the same smugness echoed in his voice "I can only stay mad at you for so long." Meeting his enlarged pupils and darker eyes, she could tell Sukuna was indeed, jealous. He had nothing to be jealous of, she didn't plan on leaving his side anytime soon, but when Megumi took his turn in the game everyone seemed to play, y/n found it hard not to join them. "If you still want to I can tattoo you since I never got to" Megumi knew he was walking on thin ice when Sukuna gave him a look that made him wish he was dead, these two got in fights all the time as kids and ended up with bruises all over them, if Megumi didn't ease up Sukuna would gladly remind him of the past.

"Uh, yeah, if you've got a design" y/n said with a bit of hesitation, Sukuna was seathin next to her, his hand aggressively palming her leg just above the knee. The rest of the night Sukuna didn't really speak, only leaned in y/n's ear to tell her to slow down on the vodka, the rest of the guys continued to talk amongst themselves as if nothing had happened.

Exiting the bar, y/n was walking- trying to keep up with Sukuna who walked fast to his car after mumbling a goodnight to everyone. Y/n regretted playing along, she'd never seen Sukuna this quiet. " 'kuna, I'm sorry I really didn't want to upset you" she said her eyes on the ground, gently tagging at his jacket, how could he ever get annoyed with her when she looked like that. Sukuna wasted no time swiftly taking a hold of her, his lips ghosting her's "I'm not that upset, only a little" his voice barely above a whisper, lips grazed over hers briefly. Sukuna didn't know if that was his heart or hers thumping so hard "I'm tired of dancing around it" his breath was hot, warming up her face making y/n's face impossibly hotter. "Dancing around what?" She asked with visible hesitation. Sukuna dipped down once more, not so softly this take taking her soft lips into his own, gently tugging on her bottom lip with his teeth, letting one of his palms to rest on her cheek and the other taking a loose hold of the back of her neck. Her arms naturally found their way around his neck. "I told you I want you all to myself" . Did he mean what y/n was thinking? Did y/n want him to call her his? Sukuna almost crackled at her puzzled expression. Sukuna wasn't one to express things this openly, y/n was a bit dense in that department so he had to, at least he told himself that.

"I'm starting to get a bit disappointed, I clearly remember you saying 'i would say yes' with some romantic mumbling" Sukuna said, stroking her cheek ever so slightly.

Her breath was striped from her lungs, it wasn't from the kiss this time. So that did happen, y/n's mind was not playing tricks on her, Sukuna had in fact asked. Her eyes once again gleamed looking straight to his crimson irises. "So will you be mine?" He was more confident this time, they had grown closer, laughed more, shared more, Sukuna wanted this from the very first session they had together and the more time he spend around her, the more he couldn't bare the thought of anyone laying their fingers on her. Perhaps Nanami's little show got under his skin way more than he could ever admit, but there was no way he's letting anyone mark her. Y/n was his personal artwork, only the finest of pieces shall taint her skin. "Yes, airhead" y/n said, finally having enough air to form words, still in his arm with a smile on her face, indulging him on another deep kiss. "Let's seal the deal then."

Sukuna finally got to fulfill his need, y/n was back on his chair late in the afterhours of the night. He finished free handing another of his designs he showed her the night before, the outline of her sleeve, with the Cerberus foxes he created just for her.

Y/n was standing in front of his full body mirror, examining the very delicate lines of his marker. His arms snaked around her waist, Sukuna could watch her admire his art for eternity.

"You look so beautiful in it" he simply stated, looking at their reflection he could only note her beauty. Y/n looked beautiful, beautiful on her own, beautiful in his tattoos, beautiful in his arms.

"Your art is probably the most beautiful thing I've seen, but you too are a close competitor" her voice crystal clear, she managed to make a faint pink dust his cheeks. Sukuna wasn't one to take compliments, but from her? He could listen to her little praises all day. "Now, now get your ass back on this chair, you're not getting out of this"

"I didn't plan to anyway."

Bonus Domain shenanigans: Megumi had the pleasure of opening up the very next morning, what the hell happened here, he was about to call the cops when he saw Sukuna looking scruffy and sleep deprived, emerge from the back room, same pants and undone dress shirt as the night before. "What the hell" was all that he could say. Sukuna was thankful he let y/n out the back just so they could both avoid the embarrassment that was to come.

"What happened here?" Geto asked the moment he came through the door, although he already knew, Sukuna was predictable. "Nothing happened" Sukuna groaned trying to get them to shut up, he just needed some coffee. He disappeared in the back again.

"yeah sure, 'nothing happened' does he think we're stupid or something" Gojo said to Nanami, who already had a headache and he hasn't been in for 15 minutes yet. "Stop it already nothing happened" Sukuna said, coming out in the front to order a coffee. Gojo stared at him, walked closer to him and began laughing straight to his face, "fuck you're laughing at?" Sukuna was confused

"Next time, clean the lipstick off your face and neck." Nanami chuckled while Gojo continued to laugh at Sukuna's frustration.

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Kind Regards, Detective [Part 5] -Prelude to Deepest Sympathies

(I don’t usually trigger warn or content warn, but this might be a triggering chapter. I’m including the Reader’s Drabble I wrote a little while back as recommended reading prior to this, [Drabble 2] but if it’s hard to read about family death then maybe avoid it. This chapter was hard, but important. And I think sets up a truly important dynamic. I’m a slow-burn romantic kind of lady, and I wanted their relationship to be powerful and important, not just one of lust. Or even basic attraction. I needed it to be human. Anyway I liked writing it, and feedback is always appreciated and loved and treasured ((i seriously reread any feedback and comments)) and as always, ask to be tagged or removed from tagging.

Pairing: Detective Loki x fbi!Reader

Word Count: 3k

Warnings: Death, emotional anguish, PTSD flashbacks, language)

Catch up: [Part 1] // [Part 2] // [Drabble] // [Part 3] // [Part 4] // [Drabble2]

She didn’t sleep last night, which was no surprise. She had spent much of the night awake and poring over documents and cataloged pieces. Her own theories had been spun and while some might have felt outlandish in her head, she understood that this was an outlandish case. It had been hard enough to put on those headphones and let herself fall into a trance. Remember her sister. But not directly. She remembered remembering. Buying that damn CD she would play over and over. Peter Gabriel was her sister’s favorite, not that she’d ever tell anyone. Neither would. Her sister touted her love for System of a Down and Trust Company back when those bands made you cool.

For years after her sister passed she had found the only thing that felt vaguely satisfying was leaving that CD on her sister’s grave. And when CDs started becoming scarce, she had spent a few hundred dollars on Amazon buying all of the CDs she could find with that song on it. She’d be damned if she ever missed a single anniversary. Never went on the day of her passing, though. No. That felt sacrilegious. She went on her sister’s birthday, played the song on her headphones, along with a few others, but Heroes was the one that she played most. It was the one she’d leave behind after telling her how her parents had finally divorced, or how her dad had been ‘thinking’ about retiring again. For the hundredth time. Or how she’d been accepted as an Agent and two weeks ago, about how she was feeling so fucking lost.

But memories of memories are easier to put away, and much like her locker that held Detective Loki, her sister’s, much more ornate and much larger, she put those memories of memories away.

Her bag was hanging off her form lazily and her hair was done just enough to be presentable. By no means was she falling apart, but she was working. Working hard meant she lost focus on other parts of herself. It meant she had zeroed in on certain aspects of the case. Like how all of the individuals abducted had been on the same phone carrier, Radius, or how the TV was a model made by the company Source that had been discontinued three years ago, but at the time had been beyond revolutionary. Even now it was considered brilliant. She had found no traces of the nerve agent were discovered at the scene which meant they were probably injected with the pure form. Which meant someone had a lot of it.

Her theories meant that this man was not just dangerous but he had resources. He had access to things that people shouldn’t have access to and maybe he worked with Radius? Had access to their systems? The generator powering the church had been a Source item as well, meaning both were connected. Who used Source and Radius?

The precinct was still somewhat quiet, at 8am, slightly later than yesterday. Shift change had taken place and the detectives were still filtering in. Except for Detective Loki who was hunched at his desk, a long sleeved, form fitting black shirt on his form and black pants hanging off his hips. He looked sleek. Dangerous, even. She could see how someone might fall for someone like him.

Placing her bag down in the conference room, having actually remembered her coffee traveler this time, she glanced up as one of the cops walked in with a box, “Agent Y/L/N, this was left here about an hour ago for you. UPS dropped it off.”

The 2-PAM. She smiled and took it, “Thanks. Kind of nice when things work out like they’re supposed to for once,” she chuckled, curious why the box was so damn light.

The officer left and Y/N looked down, noticing that the label wasn’t stamped ‘FBI’ and in fact the sender name was absent, save for an address in Pennsylvania that didn’t look familiar. Maybe not the FBI?

Her heart suddenly began to race, carefully putting the box down as she looked to the side, seeing Detective Loki still hunched over. The man was on a mission.

Reaching behind herself she withdrew the small switchblade she kept tucked into her waist line, the one that no one ever saw. That was small. Cold and awkward at times but useful. Like now.

Why did this feel like defusing a bomb?

The blade clicked and she carefully began to open the box. She was aware it didn’t matter anymore who touched it, or if she damaged it. She knew whatever was inside the box was key. And with a final tug, the lid opened and she peered inside.

Time stopping had always felt like kind of an exaggeration to Y/N. How does time even ‘stop’? What, does the world freeze? Well, it did.

Staring inside the box she could see the face of a man she knew well, a man who cradled her soul and her heart and sang brilliant love songs to her, who had kept her connected to her sister, even in death. The black CD cover with two red forms on it, her sister claimed them red blood cells but said they looked like rose petals.

Her hand was surprisingly steady as she picked up the note inside, reading the immaculate cursive written on some kind of specialty papyrus paper, “My deepest sympathies, Agent. Your triumph through tragedy only enhances your beauty.”

And with that, she ran for the plastic trash bin nearby and fell to it, retching hard as she threw up the entire contents of her breakfast, causing the box, the note, and the Peter Gabriel CD with Heroes on it to tumble to the floor.

Immediately David heard the noise and jumped, running inside the room as the precinct suddenly jumped to life, turning to take in the scene. The note, CD, and box were on the floor and Y/N was kneeling by the small, cheap plastic trash bin puking.

“What the fu-” David was almost able to spit the words out before a strangely animalistic sound came from her lips, screaming into the bin that she had already emptied the contents of her stomach into.

The world grew quiet as the scream died down, leaving Y/N on her knees with her eyes closed, knuckles white as she gripped the bin as though it were the only thing keeping her alive right now. Stable. Present. Here.

“Get me gloves and bags for the items, now!” David yelled out, to no one in particular as he knelt by the woman in a kind of distress he didn’t know a person could experience from a simple box, “Hey, talk to me, what happened? Are you OK?”

Her face snapped, wiping her lips as she glared, “Do I look OK to you, Detective? Do I fucking look OK?” Her voice was raised, though not yelling.

Snapping back David glared, “Do we need to decontaminate the room? Is there anything infectious?” He looked at her seriously.

Taking a breath her eyes pulled away, “No. No chemicals. But it’s toxic none the less.”

Her voice was quiet as she spoke the words, closing her eyes and trying to forget what she had just seen. Experienced. Felt in her gut. Her soul had been torn forth in that moment and the timing of the CD was so tragically horrifying. For a brief moment of paranoia she wondered if perhaps someone had been able to access her personal phone, heard what she was listening to. The artist. The song.

Getting up rather quickly, Y/N stumbled slightly as she made her way through the people that had clustered, watching as two other detectives came rushing forward with evidence collecting items. Forensics would get it. They’d dust it for fingerprints and they would come up with hers, the delivery driver’s, the handlers at the warehouse… maybe a dozen people. And none would be the culprits. David would direct people to track the package and they would. They’d track it to some nondescript location where cameras weren’t installed and it’d been paid for with cash. She knew it like she knew the songlist on that CD.

Heading for the door of the precinct her head felt light, woozy, and she was struggling for something stable. Something to keep her grounded. Even as she threw open the doors of the building, those glass doors lined with metal, solid as hell, heavy as fuck, she ran out into the bitter air, feeling the cold devour her skin.

More.

She didn’t realize it but she was running now, into the parking lot, David not far behind, though he didn’t exist right now. Her sister’s smile was there, a true memory in its purest form, the smile she had wanted to see last night but didn’t want tainted and tied to this psychopath now.

Unthinking and perhaps uncaring, her hands grabbed at the hem of her sweater, pulling it up and over her head, tossing it to the ground of the parking lot filled only with cars, otherwise without a soul. The air was frigid as it enveloped her and tore her from reality. She gasped as the item fell, leaving her in her form-fitted white t-shirt and jeans alone, able to see her breath as she felt it stopping her from hyperventilating, the cold burning her skin, tearing at her and pulling her out of this other reality.

Once, during training, she had been shot. Not with a real bullet, of course, but shot none the less. A rubber bullet the academy insisted they feel the impact of to know what they might use in certain circumstances. And, perhaps, be prepared for since it’d be similar to a bullet hitting a bulletproof vest. The bullet had been fired by some complete and utter asshole Thomas Engleson, a man who didn’t think women could hack it. He shot her in the ribcage, instead of the stomach. He hit her directly. Not indirectly. And of course he was excused for it.

The pain of the shot had been incredible but she had gritted her teeth and taken it in. A cracked rib meant she was out for a bit, but it didn’t actually stop her. She kept training. Moving. Not exacerbating the damage but doing just enough to keep going. But the pain of that moment had been etched into her body’s memory.

This hurt worse.

Her skin was covered in goosebumps from the cold, beginning to shiver as she stood, perhaps for ten minutes, David standing behind her as he looked at her. This woman unshaken by so much, who had taken in twelve dead bodies and kept going, who took information meant to terrify and had kept pushing. Whatever had been in that note, in that box, had been meant just for her on a level those notes for David never touched.

It felt like an ache, standing in the cold as he watched the woman he had found himself so fond of suddenly pushing out the entire world as though it might infect her. He wanted to grab her sweater, wrap her in it, and pull her close. He’d swear to god he’d get the guy. And he would, even if he didn’t tell her that. He swore as he watched her, that finding this man would be his only task. He wouldn’t sleep. Wouldn’t eat. This was Dover and Birch, but now he was the onve involved. His own life was on the line.

“Do you ever wonder what it feels like to die, David?” The words were loud enough for him to hear, the wind suddenly picking up as she stared ahead to the road leading into the precinct, fairly empty though cars scattered about, the day cloudy and bitter.

He took a moment to consider it. He had. He had wondered once, when the kid in his backseat was frothing at the mouth, if maybe he prayed hard enough her poison would go into his body. He could take it, he thought. Better let the child live. He had seen enough, “Yes.” He answered simply. Now was not the time for banter.

A sort of dark chuckle left her lips, “I used to wonder what it might be like to die. After my sister was killed, I thought it was the only thing left that could actually scare me. The world couldn’t hurt me any more than it did when I was seventeen. I didn’t want to die, I still don’t, but I knew I could face that fear.

“But now? God, David… I wish I was fucking dead.” She fell to her knees so suddenly it caught David by surprise, running to her as he grabbed her sweater, saying ‘fuck it’ to the world as he wrapped his arms around her, pressing her body to his as he tried to finagle a way to keep her sweater on her as well.

No sobs or cries escaped her lips as her body went lax, falling against him as she wondered, perhaps, if maybe just giving in to this would be best. This felt so goddamn dramatic, and maybe it was, but for good reason. This man had found out one of her most intimate details of her life and sent it to her in a box. He had delivered to her a piece of her, and what scared her most was the fact that this man, this murderer, thought he was showing some sort of deranged compassion.

Time seemed to stop and David was grateful for the fact that they were far enough away, and behind most of the cars in the lot, that the world wouldn’t see them like this. He could smell the free, nondescript shampoo offered by the hotel, unsurprised that she wasn’t doused in perfume. But she did smell of something. Her own personal brand of herself. Pushing back some of her hair he spoke, “You can’t go anywhere yet. You can’t possibly trust me to finish this case by myself,” he grinned, stopping himself from pressing his lips against her head.

Chuckling, despite her desire not to, she shook her head, “I sure as hell don’t expect you to solve this alone. You need my theories, Detective Loki. I came up with a bunch last night.” It was tragic in a way, how fast she was working to compartmentalize. Whoever it was that had sent her the letter had done a bang-up job scaring the shit out of her. He had opened the locker that held her sister and emptied the contents without permission. But Y/N was cleaning it up. She was fixing it. In her mind she was already putting herself and all those pieces back together.

Looking confused David pulled away slightly, “Don’t you think you should go get coffee or something? Take a- Ah, fuck, who am I kidding. You’re not listening to me, are you?”

The ghost of a smile crept onto her lips as she raised an eyebrow, looking at David now, “Not really. And I mean, what’s stopping going to do? We both know I’m invested. He… he may have targeted you and those other detectives, and honed onto you, but with me… I’m a happy accident. He picked me. I don’t want to be another body in a church, David,” her eyes changed as she looked at him, suddenly fragile and vulnerable, opening her heart to this man. Detective. The one holding her in the parking lot of the precinct while both tried to put together what they just went through.

Stroking her cheek lightly David whispered, “And you won’t be. You’re gonna get up, put your sweater on, and go back inside. And when everyone looks at you, or asks if you’re OK, you’re not gonna smile or fake it, you stare at them. Through them. None of them matter now. Not a single soul inside. We’re gonna find this asshole, and we’re gonna stop him. Now get up.”

He pulled away, nothing truly romantic in the gesture but one that broke her just the same. They were words that felt charged with something more than a pep talk, but instead felt like a true demand. David understood she wasn’t some person who just fell over because they were pushed. She’d stumble. She’d fall. And he knew she could get right back up and go back to bat. And as she stood, David doing the same, he watched her eyes as she put the sweater on. Something had changed, briefly, something else. Something oddly dark that he couldn’t put his finger on, but understood she perhaps needed. The same thing he had needed in his time.

Turning her back to him, Y/N made her way back towards the precinct, her feet marching with purpose, her eyes focused, laser focused, as she understood what this was. This man chose people. Always. He had a reason and a purpose and it was never an accident. He had found the CD she brought to her sister’s grave (though she suspected it wasn’t the same one), he had written a detailed note, and he had found the one thing in this world she was still so very vulnerable to.

Now she was going to find him.

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Sunshower 10

[1 of 2 parts]

Ilia:You see them yet?

Sun:Nope.

Ilia:Honestly, Neptune has blue hair. He should stick out like a sore thumb.

Sun:We’re on an island with every faunus trait imaginable. Doesn’t everyone sort of stick out?

Ilia:You have a point. Can’t see him, neither of us have the skill to smell him…

Sun:I mean I kinda do.

Ilia:What?

Sun:Smelling. My nose is slightly keener than most. Not by too much though.

Ilia:Hmm, the more you know.

The two continued to walk along the increasingly crowded beach; their hands still together. Ilia led the way with a brisk walk that would’ve been too much for Sun if it wasn’t for his longer stride. He knew she walked fast but he never realized just how fast until now.

Sun:Uhhh in a hurry?

Ilia:What?

Sun:You’re bobbing and weaving in between people like a madman. My arm might as well be a limp noodle now.

Ilia:Sorry, just really focused on finding those two.

Sun:.....

Sun:Is being alone with me weird?

Ilia stopped dead in her tracks and turned to him. Sun wasn’t prepared for that reaction and couldn’t stop moving before being mere inches away; to the point he had to look almost directly down to see her. She looked into his eyes a bit panicked. A tint of red growing across her cheeks.

Ilia:N..no! That’s not why! Things are a bit awkward for sure but I don’t want to think-

Sun:Woah! Hey, I wasn’t being serious. Just trying to break the ice and all.

Ilia:....*squeezes hand*

Sun:Ow!

Ilia:Apology accepted.

???:Well look who finally decided to party!?

Sun and Ilia finally break eye contact and look towards the water to see their runaway friends. Judy waved enthusiastically as she approached them with Neptune behind them. The boy looked a little pale from what Sun noticed. It wasn’t long before Sun looked down and realized Neptune was walking barefoot. His feet were covered in sand. Wet sand.

Judy:Hey guys! Where y’all been?

Ilia:Looking for you two! What happened to meeting up by the boardwalk!!?

Judy:Oh yeah, both of you were taking your sweet time so I was showing goggles here a good time. We were enjoying a nice little walk by the ocean.

Sun:Nice huh? *looks at Neptune*

Neptune:Y...Yep. Totally nice and c...calming!

Judy:? Uhhh are you getting cold?

Neptune:I just need a minute. I’m fine. Probably need some food.

Judy:Oh ok. If that’s the case then Ilia and I can get some food real quick while you boys find a good spot to sit.

Ilia:Can’t we all go together? I don’t feel like losing anyone in a crowd again.

Judy:Well you’re definitely not losing one of us it seems.

Ilia wasn’t sure what Judy meant by that. Then, it hit her. She looked down and saw that she was still holding onto to Sun. Ilia looked back to see an intrigued look on the cops face and an even more invested look on Neptune’s. Sun acted quickly and shook his hand free and began explaining. Ilia wasn’t sure why but feeling him let go kinda...stung? She hadn’t noticed how cool the air actually was until he had let go.

Sun:Right Ilia?

Ilia:Hmmm? Oh! Uhh, yeah. What he said…

Judy:Gee, how convincing. Anyways,if you really want to all stick together that’s fine I guess. Just the four us. Getting food together. In pairs. At a party. Like a double-

Ilia:Sun and Neptune, stay here close to the ocean. We’ll be right back. *walks off*

Neptune:Wait! Get me away from the wa- and they’re gone.

Sun:Did Judy seriously manage to get your feet in the water?

Neptune:Dude, I can’t look like a wimp here. Especially in front of them. Judy is so cool!

Sun:We know a lot of cool people. None of them can get you in the water but me. You’re going all in this time.

Neptune:Pffft it’s not like that. *red*

Sun:If you say so “goggles.” Heheheh

Neptune:Oh so we’re teasing now? If that’s the case, what’s up with you and Ilia?

Sun:Nothing!

Neptune:Judy and I saw you two staring at each other and holding hands like if vows were about to exchange vows.

Sun:You’re ridiculous.

Neptune:Yeah okay. So what’s going on man!?

Sun:Literally nothing. We talked, got on the same page, and now we’re cool. Friends at a party that are having a good time is what’s happening.

Neptune:So it’s not awkward?

Sun:Of course it’s awkward! It’s only been like a day. Things are still fresh. Not to mention a bit….

Neptune:Sexually charged?

Sun:*red* I didn’t say that.

Neptune:Didn’t need to. I’m sorta a pro when it comes to these things.

Sun:You’re a virgin…

Neptune:I meant being uncomfortable ya jerk. I’m gonna let that comment slide though. Your brain is probably preoccupied with other thoughts right now. *smirks*

Sun:Shut up. Can we change the conversation?

Neptune:Sure. Oh yeah, how did hanging with Yang and Blake go?

Sun:Sigh...can we go back to the first conversation?

xxxx

Ilia:.....

Judy:*smiling*.....

Ilia:Please don’t.

Judy:That Sun fellow seems nice. Definitely cute.

Ilia:I said please.

Judy:We are in the middle of a food truck line. Gotta kill time somehow.

Ilia:Silence?

Judy:You’re no fun. Come on, something is up. They didn’t make me a cop for nothing.

Ilia:Funny, I thought they were just understaffed and needed bodies.

Judy:Ouch...cutting a little deep there. I’m only trying to see how you’re doing. Makes filing your reports easier.

Ilia:What does my love life have to do with my parole?

Judy:So he’s a part of your love life?

Ilia:I...no. Fuck you. You know my type.

Judy:Oh you’ve made it apparent multiple times. Does that mean I should expect to be spending the night? Again?

Ilia’s ears turned a bit pink as she felt Judy’s had touched the middle of her back. Quickly she grabbed the fox girl's hand and looked at her. Judy stuck her tongue out teasingly as they moved up in line.

Judy:The fact that you’re so defensive speaks volumes about something.

Ilia:Why is this so important to you?

Judy:It isn’t really. I’m only trying to satisfy my curiosity. You, Sun, and even Neptune all seem to be acting a bit strange. Surprisingly, Goggles knows how to keep a secret. Even when he’s controlling his fear of water.

Ilia:He told you about that?

Judy:No but every time he let out a small gasp when a wave touched his toes told me all that I needed to know. Looks like you made a good friend. Not surprising; your judge in character is typically good.

Ilia:That’s rich coming from my parole officer.

Dan:Next customer- oh...hey...

Ilia:You’re working at the food truck? Don’t you wanna party?

Dan:I like money, and don’t care much for people.

Ilia:Relatable.

Dan:We have burgers, hotdogs, and a variety of drinks. Also fries.

Judy:You know...probably should’ve asked them what they want-

Ilia:Two hot dogs and two burgers. All with fries. Iced peach tea, iced mango tea, and blueberry lemonade. Give this slacker water.

Judy:Hey!

Ilia:She’s buying as well.

Dan:Okay.

Judy:What!?

Ilia:It’s only right. All this free community service doesn’t do well for my bank account. Also the oldest should always pay. It’s only right.

Judy:*grabbing wallet* You’re lucky that I think you’re endearing.

Ilia:Cool. Dan, make that water a Coke.

Dan:On it.

Judy:Okay so I know that’s my favorite drink, but does that mean the other drinks you ordered are their preferences.

Ilia:Maybe.

Dan:Yes.

Ilia:Can you not?

Judy:You were paying that much attention to them huh?

Ilia:I’ve known them for a bit.

Dan:She’s seen them order it once.

Ilia:Dan we’re going to fight.

Dan:Or you can take your food now. *puts tray down* Enjoy the party.

Ilia:Thanks.

She reaches to grab it but Judy cuts her off and takes it. The two begin slowly walking back towards the water. Ilia can’t help but look at Sun sitting next to Neptune and laughing about who knows what. Sure he was admittedly cute; she wasn’t blind. Not to mention he was nice, but there needed to be more than that. Still,she couldn’t shake off their night together. Her heart pounded thinking about their conversation on the roof. It was so...liberating. So comforting, the way they confided in each other. Not to mention his tears. He actually cried for her. That was more unexpected than what came after.

That warmth. That mix of fear, comfort, and excitement. It was...new? Definitely different, but not bad; definitely not bad. Her face began to heat up thinking about what she could remember from their heated exchange. What was his take about his experience? Did… he enjoy it? Why did she care? What was this ache that hit the pit of her stomach every time she looked at his face.

Ilia:Judy?

Judy:What’s up?

Ilia:What if...something did happen? Something that wasn’t bad but isn’t exactly good either? What would you do to explain it?

Judy:That’s extremely vague but...I’d try to figure it out. Word of advice, your “type” is just like everything else in your life; it can grow and evolve. It’s even possible that you never really figured it out in its entirety. Take it from me, you never stop learning about yourself. Ilia you are young and at one of the best, if not the best place to party in Remnant. Have fun and take your time.

Ilia:Wow, that might be the most grown up thing I’ve ever heard you say.

Judy:Hehe, you’re not the only one who’s been doing some growing lately. Times are changing. Don’t stand still.

She hands Ilia the tray and winks as she nudges her a step forward.

Sun:*blushing* Dude I don’t need this.

Neptune:Anything happens at a party dude.

Sun:Except for that, unless I want it to.

Neptune:Or you’re drunk.

Sun:Shut up! I don’t need a-

Ilia:We’re back.

Sun:H..Hey!

Neptune:Gasp! Blueberry lemonade!

Ilia:Yep, got you a burger too, and a mango tea for Sun.

Sun:You actually remembered that?

Ilia:Is...that weird? It’s only been like a day or so.

Sun:I know that. I just didn’t think….never mind.

Ilia:O...kay? Everything cool?

Neptune:He’s still a little burnt out from his conversation at Blake’s place.

Judy:Oooo what’s that all about?

Sun:Nothing really.

Neptune:Everything actually. A little bit of a romance problem.

Sun:Basically I sort of thought there was something between us and maybe there might’ve been? Doesn’t matter now; she’s home with her girlfriend Yang and it’s gotten to me a tad bit.

Judy:You look like you’re doing well.

Sun:I got into a drunken argument with Yang and almost broke a guy's arm. Yang and I made up tonight but then I left the house right afterwards. Being around them right now is sort of…

Ilia:Numblingly irritating. Not in the fun way either. *bites hotdog*

Sun:I was gonna be nicer than that but, yeah. That’s sort of what I’m feeling too.

Judy:To think Ms. Belladonna had three different people gunning for her heart. Is that why I saw you completely hungover Ilia? Drinking your sorrows away?

Ilia:Something like that.

Judy:Tough break. I see how you got to that point but personally, I would’ve tried something different. The best way to stop thinking about one person is finding yourself around others.

Neptune:We all were sort of disjointed last night. A plan was in motion but it all crumbled.

Judy:Ah. Still, heartbreak and booze is dangerous. I would’ve just gotten laid.

Hearing that almost made Ilia choke. How was Judy tiptoeing around so many land mines by accident!? Sun was able to keep his composure but just barely. The two remained silent and continued to eat while Neptune was trying not to laugh. Looking at either one of them could be fatal. Pretending that he’s only being a shoulder to lean on for one and not the other was challenging. He could tell both were quietly screaming “help” in their own ways.

Neptune:(Guess I should do something.) You wanna dance Judy? (Why did I say that?)

Judy:Huh?

Neptune:Dance, everyone is partying around us. I’m feeling better and music is blaring. So let’s dance. Unless you’re scared.

Judy:Not at all. Let’s all get up and enjoy the festivities in a few minutes. Imma let this food settle real quick. After that, the fireworks should be about ready to go off in about another hour. Sounds like a good way to wrap the night up since a certain someone put a time limit on being out.

Ilia:You’re lucky I didn’t go back home the minute I didn’t see you all waiting for me.

Judy:Whatever. You’re happy you came. Now let’s party!

Judy hopped up and took Neptune’s hand then ran off towards the crowd of people. The poor boy barely had time to grab his lemonade. Sun Ilia couldn’t help but laugh at how easy it was for Judy to get Neptune doing whatever the fox faunus wanted. It was a good thing that Judy wasn’t the kind of person to take advantage of others.

The laughter quickly ended when the two realized that they were alone again. They looked at each other at the same time and didn’t do anything but stare for what felt like hours of uncomfortable awkwardness. A couple more seconds passed before gears finally started turning and they ran to catch up with their friends. Being alone was too much right now.

Though Ilia was reluctant to come out, she was actually happy she did. It took a little time but she was getting in the spirit of things. Neptune was still an atrocious dancer but Judy didn’t seem to mind one bit. He actually looked like he was getting a bit better at it if Ilia squinted hard enough. Sun found himself dancing a ton. The boy went from one dance partner to another; whoever was up to it.

Ilia was no exception. Eventually he ran buy and took her by the hand to move closer to the center of the party. He probably started with others in order to hype himself up she thought. Surprisingly, it went well. There was a bit of anxiety whenever they started but nothing major. She was having fun and he was too. It’s like what Judy said, it’s a party. Not having fun would be tragic.

The night continued with splendid music, food, laughs, and exactly one bottle of beer. Ilia caved a little on her self imposed rule. She needed a bit of liquid courage to the edge off. Thankfully Judy was there to make sure “a little bit” was exactly what Ilia got. Now all four sat comfortably on two benches. watching the dazzling fireworks display. All of them in pretty good spirit and exhausted feet. Sun had planned to sit next to Neptune but Judy dashed those plans quickly. Now he was next to Ilia. It wasn’t as weird as before yet he couldn’t help but feel his heart race a little. There wasn’t much room to sit so being a few inches apart was unavoidable.

Ilia was too busy watching the fireworks to really notice. She’d finally gotten swept up in the moment. Sun watched her gaze at them in peaceful bliss. Each one that went off made her eyes grow bigger; her skin constantly changing colors with them as they lit up the night sky. She wasn’t the only one changing colors though. Sun could feel his face getting red the longer he looked at her cheerful experience. Something about it was so….calming.

He would’ve stared at it for hours if she hadn’t tuned to him by chance and he was forced to act like he was watching the sky the entire time. Unfortunate for him, Ilia isn’t stupid. It was strange. She felt kinda happy he was looking at her for whatever reason. This initiated both of them trying to steal glances from one another. A game that didn’t go unnoticed by their friends.

Judy:I could be wrong but do I see a different kind of fireworks happening between those two.

Neptune:I wouldn’t go that far. Sparklers for sure. I hope they know it isn’t the most subtle thing either.

Judy:Not likely. But enough about them. So, tonight has been fun. Getting any fireworks between us Goggles?

Neptune:*red* That’s...I...your are definitely something bright and fiery.

Judy:What does that make you?

Neptune:Burning up and melting helplessly.

Judy:Hehe, I’m that intimidating? I know I tease but not that much.

Neptune:Pretty sure I’m over thinking a tad bit. A surprise date is, well, surprising. Trying to make sure it goes well.

Judy:Yeah I did kinda spring this on you. Well for the record, I’ve been enjoying it. Question is, are you more concerned about it going well or ending well?

Judy leans in closer with a devious smile. Neptune didn’t comprehend the words they spoke for a couple seconds but immediately got the message moments later. The realization noticeable from the blush on his face.

Neptune:Oh I...that wasn’t my intent...well it crossed my mind. Not that it was the only thing I was thinking! I thought of plenty of other stuff besides you. Physically I mean! You’ve been on my mind all night. That...sounded weird. Was-

His adorable rambling was cut off by their finger pressing against his lips. He wasn’t joking about burning up. Poor boy got to the touch.

Judy:This is the furthest you’ve gotten with someone hasn’t it? Be honest with me.

Neptune:More like it’s the first time in a long time that this felt more than just an act. This feels...real. In a sense. Like I’m not going through the motions.

Judy:Tell me Goggles, how do you want this night of yours to end honestly? Cause I can tell you how I want it.

Neptune:I’d be lying if I said I wouldn’t love for us to spend the entire night together, but I’d also be really nervous about it the entire time.

Judy:(He’s so cute when he’s trying) Say, why don’t we continue this conversation back at your room? Talk more about the things we currently want, and see what goes from there?

Her voice was low and like silk. She looked at him with such a playful yet honest desire as Judy’s finger trailed off his lips and down to his chest. Nervous wasn’t enough to describe Neptune’s current feelings; he didn’t even trust himself to speak at the moment. All he did was nod. After that, Judy took his and stood up eagerly. This night gave a lot of information about Neptune and it was checking off a lot of the right boxes. Ironic for someone who’s spent a lot of time trying to not be put in one. Neptune wasn’t exactly sure how things got to this point so fast. Parties are a thing of mystery. He wasn’t going to chicken out of what this night might hold for him and mentally tried to psych himself up before leading the way. He didn’t get far since….

Sun:Uh, where are you guys going?

Neptune:(Oh yeah, I’m supposed to be helping them. Gods damnit….) we were…

Judy:Fireworks are almost over and even though the party will probably rage on for several more hours, I think I’ve had my fill. So Neptune and I are going to his place and get to know each other a little more. Hope you don’t mind?

Ilia:What!? Is this an all night thing or what?

Judy:My, my, that’s a bit of a personal question don’t you think? Who’s to say really?

Ilia:Don’t get cute with me. At least go to your place. Sun needs a place to sleep.

Sun:Oh hey I actually didn’t think of that. Thanks.

Judy:No can do. My place is a mess and there’s sensitive files out that shouldn’t be seen by civilians.

Sun:Are you making that up? You wouldn’t actually leave something like that out right?

Ilia:She’s a workaholic; not to mention a clutter bug. There’s totally something left out on her coffee table right now.

Judy:And my bed, couch, probably the sink. His place is nicer.

Ilia:But-

Judy:If you care so much about Sun sleeping somewhere nice then take him to your place.

A massive firework shot up and lit the entire area with dozens of smaller ones. in a grand finale. There it was, the stinger to this entire night. Completely overshadowed by what Ilia just heard. Suddenly all the anxious, awkwardness, and butterflies in her stomach came rushing back. That one beer threatened to even come back up for a split second with how hard her gut dropped. She wasn’t facing Sun but she knew he was definitely feeling the same. Judy was playing dirty. What happened to taking things at your own pace!?

Ilia:That’s-

Judy:You have a futon if I remember correctly. Not to mention a bunch of pillows. He can sleep there and you sleep in your room. No fuss, no muss. Unless, there’s some reason that’s a bad idea?

Ilia:*mentally taxed*....

Sun:...I could go back to my room at Blake’s?

Neptune:Dude...

Ilia:But you don’t want to be there.

Sun:Yeah. Doing something that you’re not comfortable with and ruining their night sucks as an alternative. So I’ll-

Ilia:You’re coming home with me.

She said crossing her arms and giving him a look of dissatisfaction. The others stood quietly. They weren’t expecting the sudden shift in attitude.

Ilia:Seriously, I thought I told you that you have to stop drawing the short straw for the sake of others all the time. You don’t think I’d feel guilty putting you in a position where you’re miserable?

Neptune:She’s right. Be a little greedy for yourself sometimes man. No need to always bite the bullet.

Sun:I…*scratches head* my bad.

Judy:Well if that’s settled then we’re all set. Ilia, don’t worry about community service tomorrow. Take a proper morning to unwind. Leave the paperwork to me.

Ilia didn’t get the chance to respond before Judy left with a flustered and nervous Neptune. Once again, her and Sun were left alone. Only this time it felt like they were back on the pier. Ilia rubbed her arm and try finding anywhere to look that wasn’t his face. That stupidly endearing face.

Sun:So you wanna party a bit more before heading back?

Ilia:I think Judy robbed what energy I had left. We can start heading back and talk on the way.

Sun:Okay.

That might’ve been the plan, but it did not happen. Not exactly anyways. They did indeed leave behind the festive noises and laughter to finally turn in for the night but talking felt impossible. Sure there was plenty they wanted to say, but they never managed to find the words for them. Instead they walked as quiet as death itself on the way to Ilia’s house. Each with a thousand unspoken thoughts on their mind. Sun contemplated on if this was a good idea while Ilia tried her best to remember just how clean her house was. She’d never have a guest. Not even Blake. Ilia’s home was her escape from the world; her little piece of sanctuary in the chaos she called her life. Now she was about to share it.

Part 9

#sun x ilia #ilia amitola #rwby #rwby sunshower #neptune vasilias #sun wukong #rwby ships #rwby sunspots #this chapter was so long that tumblr said no #if this gains traction fast then the second part will be up fast

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Animaniacs: The Trip (part 3)

"Snap out of it Varners! Wake up" Dr. Scratchensniff's voice came from out of nowhere.

At first, everything was fuzzy and a blur. But as the Warners slowly regained consciousness, they took their time to get their bearings on where they were. All three of them were lying in separate cots. A few of the Animaniacs cast members were huddled around them, their faces all wrenched with sympathy and concern. It turned out they were in the Nurses office. Wakko was the first to get up.

"Scratchensniff, you're here!" Wakko said to him, his voice sounding a bit hoarse. His sister got up a second later.

"Where have you been?!" Dot screeched at him.

"Vhat? Vhat are you talking about?" Scratchy replied.

"Yakko? "Said Nurse. She reached her hand out to shake Yakko, as he had yet stirred. When his beady eyes opened, he went rigid and scooted away from her using the pillow as a shield.

"No! No! I'm not ready for another Dutch oven! I love being single!" Yakko exclaimed. Nurse, not surprisingly, looked back at him with confusion.

"Oh my, you must be sicker than I thought" she replied. Ralph had come forward to get a closer look.

"Duh Warners, are you okay?" he asked. Both Dot and Wakko yelped before jumping into Yakko's arms.

"Get away from us you, killer!" Dot spat at him.

"Huh?" Ralph quickly jerked back, looking somewhat hurt by their response. Scratchy gently pushed him aside.

"Dot! All of you please! Just calm down! Everytings OK! You three are all better now" he told them.

"No its not! The world's gone cray…" Yakko stopped midsentence to process the last few words Scratchy had said. "All better? What the heck happened?"

"It was that drink you kids had, the one I told Wakko not to make!" Scratchy explained, narrowing his eyes at Wakko, who simply shrugged. "It had a few side effects, aside from burning your taste buds. It's highly hallucinogenic."

"Wakko, did you know about that?!" Yakko said, turning to his blushing younger brother.

"I thought that was just part of the show, I didn't think the drink would really make you do that!" Wakko defended. Dot simply buried her hands into her face.

"But all the stuff that happened, all the crazy stuff we saw. And you not being there for us!" Yakko babbled, pointing an accusatory finger at the psychiatrist.

"It was all in your mind" Scratchy countered.

"All three of you were actually wandering around the movie lot in an extremely delirious state. You all were so far under the influence, you could barely do anything, no less be able to string together coherent sentences." Nurse explained. Slappy the Squirrel, who been quiet until now, came up beside her.

"To be blunt, you three were tripping out." Slappy added.

"Of course" Yakko grumbled, aware this whole predicament was a total cliché.

"When Ralph found you, you three had collapsed right outside the studio walls. Then he brought you here." Scratchy added.

"Well, I guess there's worse places to pass out at" Dot commented. Her older brother blew a kiss.

"Goodnight everybody!" Yakko added. Scratchy came forward with open arms. The Warners graciously accepted the hug.

"Oh, but it's a good thing you three kids are back to normal" Scratchy said.

"Especially since we've gotten all of your stomachs pumped" Nurse spoke. The Warners were glad her typical calm demeanor was back.

"That explains why I'm still hungry," Wakko said. He winced when a tight knot in his stomach caused it to ache.

"The fact you manage to pump that food disposal is an accomplishment!" Mr. Plotz spoke up, pointing a finger at Wakko. The Warners were somewhat surprised at hearing Plotz's regular voice. He'd been standing in a corner behind Ralph the ehole time.

"Plotz, you made it up here too?!" Dot asked. The CEO glared as if that were an offensive question.

"Well of course! I can't have three major stars passing out at my studio!" He looked down and shifted in his shoes, his expression softening. "Plus, I was… a little concerned too"

The Warners had just enough strength to embrace him in a group hug and planted sloppy wet kisses on him. Plotz grimaced with intense disgust.

"It's much easier to hug you now that you're not a clown anymore" said Wakko.

"I was what?!" the CEO looked at them with shock.

"Put er there Ralphie!" Wakko nodded at the guard. Ralph gleefully came over and picked all of them up with a friendly hug.

"Okay, okay! This isn't the damn Hallmark channel! Get off!" Plotz yelled, who was not appreciating this sugary fluff of affection at all. Ralph put them all down.

"Trust me , after what we saw, you guys are weird enough as is," Yakko stated proudly.

"And we're just fine with that" Dot said with a smile.

Scratchensinff simply smiled knowing the Warners had learned a lesson, what that lesson was though he had no idea.

"Okay, I'm still in the dark here. What was that drink that got you all loopy in the first place anyway?" Slappy asked.

"The Mississippi Queen" Wakko answered.

"You mean this?" She held up a tiny glass filled with the red concoction.

"Oh no!" the trio moaned. All three of the Warners went pale before their stomachs rumbled. Their cheeks bulged a sickly shade of green.

"Restroom's down the hall…" Nurse said just before the Warners zipped out of the door in an instant. Slappy simply shrugged before downing the glass in one gulp. And nothing happened.

"Lightweights, I consider this a daily cleanser"

A/N: Hey, Everyone.

So yeah… this was my first, and only attempt doing a crackfic. Sorry if this freaked you out too much.

Some of you who are familiar with my stories know how I like to experiment every now and then. I had been considering writing this type of story for the longest but had no idea how to go about it. I had always thought about writing something so crazy and in the heat of the moment, while still having some sense of structure.

But after seeing the episode of Regular Show, Weekend at Benson's" the whole thing just came to me. This one is probably tied with 'Warner Access TV' as being the quickest story I put together. Just a little over a week is all it took.

Looking at this now, I'm still divided on whether I went too far, or if I didn't go far enough. If you liked this, feel free to check out my normal stuff such as 'Gang of Four' and 'Lights, Camera, Cut!" If you like.

But then again, after reading this, I totally understand if some you don't want to read anything else from me for a very long time. Oh well, Goodnight Everybody.

original link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13263720/3/The-Trip

#animaniacs #fanfiction #crack fanfic #forgive me #yakko wakko and dot #short story #i am so sorry #not really

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Dandy And The Jet 🚀 [3] To Boobies, Baby!

- Space Dandy x reader -

[part 2]

- - - - -

The digital transmission hidden underneath your jacket that was made by Bea so it was easy to update on the mission with Admiral Perry. You were explaining the events that were leading up to today, from that one-sided crazy bar fight, being able to escape said bar fight, having the opportunity to escape with Dandy's crew inside the "Aloha Oe" to now.

“So, you’ve already made your way to his inner circle?”

You hid within the hallways, luckily nobody hadn't woken up yet. Although that little wheeled robot named QT had this obsession with cleaning early, so your not exactly in the clearing yet...

"Yes, I have. His crew was surprisingly welcoming despite them being alien hunters.." You responded, remembering your last experience with some alien hunters in the past...

"I don't care about them! What about the target, how's is he taking in your presence? Has he suspected anything about you since your arrival?" Admiral was obviously cautious about you being found out in a short time. You rolled your eyes slightly.

You sighed and answered. "Well, he was questioning my position when I took the wheel, but nothing really about me.” Admiral sighed in relief, guess that's good news?

"Very well, just keep pursuing on the target at all times, don't let him slip through your fingers. We're so close yet so far." The burning skeleton commanded. "I will, sir." You agreed, transmission ended.

"Hello miss [f/n]!" You jumped slightly, turning around to see the little robot QT and his broom. "Oh, I'm terribly sorry! Did I startle you?" QT said in a worried tone. The robot really was the sweetest.

"Don't worry, er, I was just looking around the ship..." You smiled looking at the inter-galactic gears and such.

Now that I mentioned it, this ship is pretty huge, this must've cost a fortune, maybe Dandy is a successful alien hunter after all if he was able to afford such a ship and all...

You shrugged it off and looked at QT. "So uh, you clean up around the ship when everybody's asleep?" You asked, continuing the conversation with the little robot.

"I clean up anyway, even if everyone's awake or not." Saying in their autotuned voice, which is a bit adorable. "I really like cleaning," QT said simply.

"That's one hell of a favorite thing to do. I rarely ever hear someone say that sentence, ever." You chuckled a little. "So anyway, what exactly is the schedule around here?" You asked, changing the subject.

"Schedule?" QT said confused. "Oooh!" The male robots autotune sang in harmony. "To be quite honest, there really isn't one." They shrugged, your eyes quirked a little in surprise and confusion. "The only real mundane place that Dandy likes to go to most of the time is a place called Boobies," QT answered.

"Boobies?" Your whole facade went full-on confusion with what the innocent robot said so casually. "Yeah, it's this restaurant that Dandy really likes going to a lot but the paycheck is more than what we normally have so its tough for Dandy to accept when we don't have enough to go." The robot explained.

Huffing a little in response, "Judging by the name of this restaurant, I can tell why Dandy would like going there." Both QT and You laughed right after.

"Geez, you giggling pre-teens woke me up." Looks like your quality conversation with QT is over thanks to a grumpy pompadour. Speaking of pompadour, Dandy was hiding his hair using his blanket that he dragged along the floor without a care.

"Now if you excuse me, girlies, I gotta take a shower. This hair ain't gonna fix itself!" Dandy boasted proudly as if you were gonna swoon over him right when he gets out.

"We should probably check and see if Meow is awake, though I highly doubt it," QT grumbled as we walked to the main room of the ship. "How long does it usually take for everyone to be awake by?" You asked jokingly. "I'd say around 02:00 in standard time," QT answered quickly, looking at his watch that miraculously appears out of nowhere!

"It's nine-forty." You questioned immediately. “How long does it take for Dandy to finish up in there?" The robot rolled his screen eyes thinking of Dandy's precious timing.

"I'd say two hours, one if today's a lucky day." QT hoped.

"Dang." Was all you could say to that. The guys that you use to know hated when a woman took too long getting ready and didn't really care for their hair products. Needless to say, this Dandy guy was something else and nobody you’ve met before.

-

After talking with QT for two hours or so, you both sat at the dining table, if you call it that. You can easily tell by the crew that they didn't seem the type to eat breakfast together in a table.

QT was nice enough to make you a single cup of coffee. Luckily he was able to find some coffee beans after looking up and down in the cabinets. Wasn't a lot but you could manage either way. You wondered if he was able to have any human-like food?

You both shared a few things, like past stories. QT shared a lot about the past adventures him and Dandy have been through. A booby monster, plant people, and said something about zombies but I kinda lost track since all them were just bat-shit crazy all on their own.

You on the other hand only shared ones that were pretty tame when compared to theirs. Warning the robot that your adventures aren't really exciting to tell compared to what they told.

QT seemed interested with what you told him anyway, but you also didn’t want to overshare too much.

"What are you guys talking about?" The yawning came from Meow who was shuffling his feet, he must be still tired even though he's slept longer than the rest of us combined.

"[F/n] has been telling me about her adventures.” The robot said with glee, you couldn't help but smile in embarrassment when QT showed some exciting interest in your stories. "Whoa really?" Meow was obviously interested. All you could do was shrug in embarrassment.

It has been a while since people actually listen to what I had to say...

Meow just asked upon millions of questions each time you telling more and more details of the time you able to hold your own against the likes of humanoid monsters and crazy ex’s throughout the galaxy.

"Does that mean you know some close combat?" QT asked politely. "Yeah, and a bit of gun firing as well," You replied.

"So are you like some kind of superhero?" Meow smiled and pulled out his phone. “I'm not even close to a superhero."

True, you really weren’t . You were basically the big, bad, villain's accomplice, you know the ones where they trick the good guys into thinking that she's one of them now and then double-crosses them saying how "I am not who you think I am!" And then they laugh evilly.

The sad truth is that I don't think I can laugh evil.

"Is Dandy out of the shower yet? I really need to use the restroom." You said, obviously frustrated. QT grumbled, "Eh, probably putting his hair gel right about now..." You didn’t care, You just stood up and just tell Dandy to step out real quick so that you can go!

Storming off back to the hallway where you had that transmission call with Admiral and then that talk to QT later on.

Stopping your tracks, you noticed that the bathroom door had a small crack open. You could only guess Dandy got out and is probably changing back in his room? You hoped, otherwise he's gonna think you’re peeping on him, which he'll probably find flattering, you however were not intending on that.

Slowly walking towards the steamthat was seeping through the cracked door, Lights full white, You were hoping he forgot to turn off when he left...shit!

Peering through and - goddammit! - he's there! Oh well, at least he has a towel on, even if that towel is low cut and will probably fall off easily...fuck!

He was drying up his hair with another towel. The towel was off from his head, and you got a clear view of his shaggy natural hair!

Your eyes went full surprised. He really wasn't that bad looking without the hair gel, You certainly didn’t understand why he has to hide it...

Oh well.

You felt as though you were peeping a little too long.. you just booked it outta there! Maybe you should hold your bladder until he actually leaves the bathroom next time...

-

Sprinting back to the lounge, you know what you’ll just call it that since you refuse to call it a "dining room" or a "kitchen".

Meow and QT were still hanging around where you last talked to them. "That was quick," Meow said in surprise. You took a few breaths and replied, "Yeah, turns out I didn't really need to go." You said in relief.

A few minutes later, a wild Dandy appears behind you! "You're finally out of the shower?" You said in a bored tone. "You know if you wanted to take a shower with me, you could've asked?" He suggested slyly. Sadly, he had his pompadour back, kinda wishing to see his hair down. QT decided to change the subject.

"Nevermind that, where are we going, Dandy?"

Dandy's attention was at the robot. "To boobies, baby!" He boasted proudly. "Boobies, you mean that ‘breastaurant’ that QT was telling me about?" I jumped in with air quotes.

Dandy's face freaked a little. "QT, YOU TOLD HER ABOUT BOOBIES!?"

"Don't pin it on them, since I agreed to be apart of this crew, I was probably gonna find out anyway, no use of hiding it.." You said in defense. "She's got ya there, man.” Meow commented on the sideline.

All Dandy could do was have his lips curl, pouting like a child because you had a point.

"Alright, just don't take the fun out of Boobies for me, ok?" Dandy whined slightly at me. You shrugged it off, "Don't plan on it."

"Hey QT, how much we got for Boobies?" He called out to the robot. "Hm, probably enough. But Dandy, I thought we were going to spend this money for--" QT was cut from his words by Dandy.

"Nevermind that QT, we could always just hunt for a rare alien and get double the money back!"

Something tells me that this is just gonna be one those days...you know, the ones where shit gets fucked and it could've been avoided by just listening and following the obvious from earlier.

Yeah...those...

The four of you have arrived at Boobies. You really didn’t have an expectation of what this breastrant would look like, but seeing it right in front of your very eyes, it hit the nail on head.

You weren’t one to judge. We all have our guilty pleasures in life. Some like eating a bag of chips on a slow day, some like the smell of a certain candle that keeps them at ease, and some like a ditzy waitress who dresses little to the imagination to take their order while also small talk to on a daily basis.

You took a seat between QT and Meow, Dandy sat across from you. Small tension was between you and Dandy for a full two minutes. Dandy obviously not a fan of you being at Boobies with them. You couldn’t care less what he thought about you at that time, you just wanted to eat something, pay half of the check, possibly tip the waitress, and go back to the ship.

Before it can be anymore silent—

“Hey boys, how are we doing today?” You looked up, only to see a young blonde waitress, eyes looked as if full of innocence. She was quite pretty, you admit to yourself. “Oh my, I’m sorry, and how you today, miss?” Her wide eyes immediately directed towards you. Her tone was that of surprise and joy. Possibly because of how rare it is to have female customers here, you guess.

“I’m okay, thank you though.” You replied, smiling faintly at the blonde. “Yeah, we’re good today, too.” Dandy said after, his palm holding his jaw in boredom. The blonde beamed happily. “Dandy, who is she? Is she a new friend of yours?” She egged him on. Obviously curious about who you were. You’d think that this waitress is close friends with Dandy, given how easily she’s able to hold a conversation with him.

“No Honey, me and crew met her yesterday.” He explained, smirking with confidence. “Although an initiation of the Space crew in the talks.” In talks? You could’ve sworn he agreed to you being apart of the crew the first day you two met. You looked at him sideways, just what is he trying to get at?

“An initiation? That must be so fun! When is it??” Honey looked at him with answers. Dandy slumped on the booth, smug as all hell. He’s gonna get punched so bad when we get back to the ship. “Actually, initiation starts today.” He boasted.

“It is?” Honey asked excited.

“It is?” You reiterated sarcastically, wondering where this was going.

“It is.” Dandy conceded.

Before Dandy could be anymore proud of himself of having you put in a tight situation, hook line and sinker...

“Since when did we propose for an initiation for future crew members?” QT popped up with a sudden question out of nowhere. “We didn’t have one for Meow now that I think about it...” the robot added, while Dandy’s eyes widen, nervously.

“It’s a new thing I made up!” Dandy interjected. “I forgot to tell you and Meow about..” he explained, hoping the damn robot keeps thier mouth shut. “Okaaay, what’s the first stage of initiation then?” QT asked after.

Meow looked up from his phone, seeing what was unfolding right in front of him.

Dandy could only grind his teeth, thinking of one on the top of his head and try not to look stupid. Than, a light switched on his head!

“[f/n], our lovely new recruit here has to pay for the check.” Douche. That was all that popped in your head soon after.

Well, I have space skeleton demi-god and a pimp gorilla looking over me like vultures, I’m being labeled as a last resort plan to capturing Dandy, and being apart of his crew is the only shot I can get to getting closer to finishing my mission. No pressure.

Ok Dandy, I’ll play along.

“Well, if it’s what I have to do, than so be it.” You agreed, getting a little too confident.

“Alright!” Dandy rubbed his hands together in anticipation. This was too fun for him.

The food orders were now final.

Dandy made it easier by just having you pay for the ‘Captain’s Meal’, aka Dandy and yourself. Meow just ordered for soup and a soda, QT just wanted some juice. You wondered if the robot could actually consume foods...

Your order was that of a space meat fillet that you thought looked good on the menu and your choice of two sides.

However, Dandy knew he had you by his finger and went all out. Two large chucks of meat, topped with chili, cheese, a ramen bowl, and a slushee that was most likely child size.

He looked as smug and pampered as they came at that moment. The food came in.

Meow’s and QT ‘s came first since their orders were small and simple. Your’s came second. Dandy’s was last, the meal was so huge that Honey needed another waitress to help her bring it to the table.

You rolled your eyes at how Dandy was making a big deal out of this.

-

Meow and QT were done with thier orders a long time ago. You just finished your own meal. Dandy on the other hand, still had halfway to go. I guess Dandy didn’t think though how big of an order his was compared to everyone else.

“You’re not gonna finish that.” Meow commented as he was scrolling his phone. He pouted his lip in response. “Nope, I’m not gonna give in to the temptation of losing.” Dandy replied, hiding away the worry.

“Losing what? I’m the one paying for your meal.” You said suddenly. “How about we just ask to box it for to-go.” You suggested. You honestly felt a little bad. He looked like a small boy who feels bad for not finishing his dinner. It was honestly kinda cute at this state.

Wait what?

“Fine!” He gave in, crossing his arms in the process. You perked up at the waitress who was walking past your table, and asked if they’re was a to-go box for a meal like Dandy’s.

Honey came in with the check, the total of Dandy’s meal itself was almost 300 yen, your own meal was around 30. Luckily, you secretly tapped Honey’s shoulder and gave the ditzy blonde a coupon for Boobies when Dandy wasn’t looking. You knew holding onto that coupon would benefit you one day.

The crew got their things together before heading out. Dandy begrudgingly holding onto his box that had his meal.

It was already midnight by the time you guys came out of the breastaurant. All of got into ship, one by one. All tired from eating. Seeing how exhausted you looked, Dandy took the liberty of stirring the ship with QT tonight. How nice.

Guess him being nice was just a thank you for putting up with him today at Boobies.

Before you could relax your eyes, Dandy shouted out:

“Whoops, forgot to get gas!” He nervously smiled through his teeth.

“ARGGHHH!!!” You, Meow, and QT loudly responded.

#space dandy x reader #space dandy #hubbywritings

[minerva26love]

Royal Flush

Ok, so this one is really long but i couldnt stop writing and didnt know where to end it. If you liked this please go on my profile i have a couple more. 

“I cant believe your parents trusted us in being here by ourselves,” Remus said as we all were sitting in the living room. I was on the floor reading Witch Weekly laughing at what he said. James and Sirius were as usual arguing and this time it was about pizza. My friends were coming over in a minute. Remus and Peter were at the dinning room table playing Wizards Chess. James parents are out of town for a weekend, so they left us here with money and a liquor cabinet. Obviously we are not old enough but his parents arent strict and they know we wont do anything that stupid. I finally had Lilly to agree to come over as well as Alice. 

“Check mate!” Peter layed his head on the table in defeat.

“Remus, is there anything you arent good at?” i smiled at him

“Only one game and that is poker, I know how to play but i am bloody awful.”

“Yeah me too.” i said. The doorbell rang as James ran to eagerly answer it. His obsession continues.

“Lilly Pop! How are you my darling? Oh hey Alice.” 

“Nice to see you too James.” 

“(Y/N) how are you dear?” Alice and i exchanged hugs as well as me and Lilly. 

“Doing well Lilly Pop.” Remus chuckled in the background and Lilly smacked me. “That was so worth it though.” We all sat around the living room talking about the school year and how we did on our finals. See me and Remus we are kind of competitive and usually i beat him. 

“So (Y,/N) and Remus lets go over grades!” Lilly said, James and Sirius Groaned but thats only because they suck at school. “DADA.”

“Acceptable.” Remus said proudly,

“Acceptable.” i said. Everyone now are even more intrigued because we are tied. 

“Potions.” Lilly said 

“Acceptable.” Remus said 

“Outstanding!” I yelled. Everyone cheered. 

“Charms.” Everyone laughs because i suck at charms.

“Outstanding.” Remus smirks

“Exceeds Expectations” I frowned

“Wow (Y/N), i even beat you on that one.” Sirius laughed. 

“History of Magic” 

“Acceptable” Remus smiled 

“Acceptable.” i said 

“Ok well looks like you guys are tied, theres only one class left. Herbology.” Lilly said. “Remus what was your final grade?”

“Acceptable.” He smiled proudly. The room became silent and everyone look at me. 

“Acceptable.” i smirked. “Looks liked we tied Lupin.” Everyone laughed at Remus’s disappointed face. 

“Well what do we do now? You guys tied.” Everyone sat in silence for a minute thinking on what other game to play. We have already challenged eachother to Wizards Chess many times. We really cant play Quidditch with two people. James then got up in excitement and went in the other room for a moment. We looked at eachother worried about what this boy is going to come up with next.  

“I swear we are not playing spin the bottle!” James yells from the other room. As he came back into the room, holding what looked like a silver briefcase. I get slightly nervous when James has some unknown object in his hand. He leads us to a round table in another room. “We ladies and gentlemen, are going to play some poker.” He opened the briefcase and took out chips. “Does everyone know how to play?” Everyone nodded in agreement. James decided he would be the dealer then we will take turns after that. 

“Wait, so we have no money, how is this fun to play?” Peter asked, 

“Sirius dont you dare say it!” Alice said 

“Then we play strip poker.” Sirius smirked. Alice, Lilly and Peter’s mouths dropped. I mean i was totally ok with this because i would love to see Remus with no clothes on. After they closed their mouths they surprisingly all agreed to play, “So heres how it works if you lose you have to remove one item of clothing. Lets say someone ties they both win, does everyone understand?” Everyone nodded in agreement. What they dont know is that im actually pretty good at poker. “Oh i also forgot, if you fold at any time you dont have to remove a piece of clothing.” James dealt out the cards and the first round of many began. There was a Queen of Hearts in my hand as well as a 8 of hearts. Not to horrible but wasnt feeling confident. Everyone stayed including myself. James dealt out the first 3 cards. 2 of hearts, 10 of clubs, and 7 of hearts. James looked intrigued so he stayed so did Sirius, Remus and myself. Everyone else folded, James dealt the next card on the river it was a 3 of hearts. I sighed because i wanted them to see i was frustrated which i wasnt. Everyone else stayed no one has even raised yet. James put down the last card, it was a 6 of spades. 

“I’ll check” Remus said 

“I raise to two pieces of clothing.” Sirius smirks. Remus sighs and James starts to tap his fingers on the table. 

“Alright, i see your two pieces of clothing.” James decided. 

“I am actually going to raise to 3 pairs of clothing,” Alice and Lilly lean in. Everyone matches the bet. “Remus you first.”

“Pair of 10′s.” Remus blushes. Sirius laughs and shows his cards.

“ Straight, 2,3,4,5,6.” Remus puts his head on the table in defeat, Peter starts laughing. The girls just are looking intrigued because we can see Remus with three less pieces of clothing. “Ok James your turn.” James hesitantly places is cards down.

“Two pair, 3′s and 7′s.” Sirius clapped thinking he is still the winner, (Y/N) what do you have?” 

“Start stripping boys, Flush!” All the girls cheered. All three of the guys heads were on the table in defeat. The three boys took off their socks and then their shirt.  Alice and Lilly cant help but giggle. I try not to stare at how hot Remus looks without a shirt on. A couple of rounds later this is where we all stood. Remus, Sirius, James and Lilly all had shirts and socks off. I only had my socks off and well Alice and Peter just kept folding. I am now the dealer in this round. After handing out the cards i look at my own hand. Ace of clubs and a King of clubs. This is either going to turn out great or a total shit show. If Remus or Sirius have a good hand they can go all in. I could definitely loose and end up in my bra and underwear if i am not careful. Everyone took a moment to look at their cards. With no surprise Peter, Alice and  also James actually folds for the first time and everyone else checks. I deal out the first 3 cards. Queen of Clubs, Jack of clubs, and a 4 of diamonds. Holy shit, if i get a ten i will have a straight, but if its a 10 of clubs it will be a Royal Flush. Its not rare but not really gonna happen. Everyone still checks as we go to our next card, a 7 of spades. Everyone still checks, i really thought someone would have folded by now at least. We start glaring at eachother, there is one asshole here that probably has absolutely nothing and i think its Lilly. I deal out the last card and its a 10 of clubs! Holy shit i have a Royal Flush. “Im gonna go all in!” i said. Everyone gasped then looked back at their cards seeing if it was really worth it. I know i have the best hand here. Everyone else matches all in. I think they may just want this game to end already. “Ok, we start with Lilly.”

“Pair of twos.” Everyone laughs because you should rarely go all in on a pair of twos. I think she also wanted this game just to be over. 

“Ok Sirius your turn.”

“Ace high card,” Peter almost falls of his chair he was laughing so hard. “Come on i thought u had nothing.” 

“Ok next is Remus.” Remus smirks and looks down at his cards, I try not to laugh because i know i beat him already. 

“I have a Flush.” Sirius slams his head on the table and Lilly sighs. They know they already lost. Everyone then looks at me. I get really excited because i won. 

“Royal Flush.” Everyone's mouths drop as i smile. Remus just stares at me. I finally beat him. Remus just stays in his boxers. “Good game everyone!”

“You said you sucked at poker!” Remus joked. 

“Well Moony i lied.” Everyone laughed at him as i left the room for a minute. I couldnt believe i actually beat Remus at something. I actually left the room because i couldnt stand seeing Remus just in his boxers. He was so hot in just his boxers. I have had a major crush on him for the longest time. Im just to awkward and stubborn to say anything. While trying to find my pjs someone knocked on the door. “Come in?” i said in sort of a question. Remus walked in the door with just his boxers on still. “Oh, hey i was just going to change really quick,” 

“You finally beat me at something, you broke the tie. What would you like Ms, Winner.” I bit my lip as i looked away. All i wanted to say was all i want from you is a kiss. But what if he doesnt like me back? What if it ruins our friendship? “(Y/n)? You ok?” I looked back at him and blushed, I sat on the bed and he sat next to me looking at me waiting for an answer.

“Yeah im fine just thinking what i want.” he smiled. Looking at him, he also looked slightly nervous. “If you beat me what would you have wanted?” He looked back up at me and put a piece of hair behind my ear. He then put his hand on my cheek and kissed me. I froze for a minute, but this is what i wanted as well. I kissed him back feeling how soft his lips were against mine. I could feel the kiss getting deeper, like he wanted more of me. After a minute he stopped and looked at me. “I wanted you” 

“Finally.” I kissed him back on the bed leaning into him more, I straddled him and kissed him harder. i heard him moan and bite my lip. I rocked back and forth into which made him hard. I pulled away from him and took of my shirt. I went back to kissing him and i felt his hands explore my body. He started at my shoulders, then down my chest onto my breasts. He cupped them in his hands. He pulled away from my lips and put his mouth on one of them, I grinded into him more. Him sucking on each one of them, “Ugh Remus,” His hands went back to exploring my body. He ended up near my waist playing with my underwear. He looks back up at me. 

“(Y/N) i have liked you for a long time.” I smiled so big at him. I never thought i would actually hear him say that. 

“Ive liked you since i asked you for an extra quill in potions class.” He laughed remembering that whole day. He flipped me over now he is on top of me. 

“If you want to stop you can.” I shook my head.

“Ive wanted to do this for a long time,” he smiled then continued to explore. He continued where he left off. Remus touched me softly and played at the waist of my underwear. I moaned because i wanted him to keep going. He touched my clit while my underwear was still on. “Please Remus.” He took off my underwear and played with my clit. He rubbed all around it and then put on finger inside of me. He curved up his finger hitting my spot and rubbing circles on my clit, “Oh, fuck that feels so good.” My hands just reached the waist of his underwear as well. He took it off. He looked very nice and hard, I was about to touch him as he slid down with his lips near my opening. He slipped one finger in me and he put his mouth near my clit. He started sucking and biting on it. I couldnt stop moving it felt so good, “Remus i dont want to cum yet,” He looked back at me confused, “I want you.” He smiled. 

“ We dont have to do that tonight love, i like pleasuring you and-” i cut him off by kissing him. He took that as i dont care i really want to fuck you. I flipped him over so i was in control. “I want you.” I smiled. I grabbed his dick and put him inside of me. “Ugh, that feels so good,” he looked up at me as i started to play with my breasts in front of him. “You are so hot.” I then lowered my hands to play with my clit. He fucked  me as his dick got deeper. “Yes just like that faster.” I leaned one hand on the wall as i rode him. “Go on all fours.” I smirked and obeyed, On all fours he put his dick in me again and fucked me so hard, 

“Yes, Remus holy fuck,” He started pumping harder into me. “Ugh i feel it Remus,” 

“Cum baby.” I felt this powerful sensation in me. I was almost there. Then he stopped to tease me. I sighed in frustration, I flipped over, he grabbed my legs and slide me in front of him, I was now laying down and he was standing up by the edge of the bed. He smirked and went inside of me again, He pumped harder into me, rubbing circles on my clit. The feeling i had before quickly came back to me. 

“(Y,N) im gonna cum baby i can feel it.” He starts going faster. 

“Ugh Remus, Fuck, Oh fuck.” I cum all over, i feel so sensitive but it feels so good. 

“ Oh yeah, Ugh,” He pulls out and cums a couple seconds later. We both lay down in the bed together, silent. We look at eachother and smile like we have never smiled before. 

“We just fucked for the first time at James’s house.” We both laughed as we ignored our friends and stayed with eachother for a moment. After awhile we got dressed then walked hand in hand to our friends, They took one look at us and cheered,

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[thedarkrose17]

Baby headcanons

So more Linus headcanons but now it's what if Promptis have another kid or kids. They're 24 here so here's me ignoring the canon cause it hurt me. If it was accurate to the timeline they'd be 30 and their kid would be 10

So let's go~

- So Prompto starts feel really sick over the weeks. At first Prom and Noct unsure and concerned cause they think he's got a bug. 

- Noct's talks to Iggy, Gladio and Iris over it cause he's worried and doesn't know what to do. When he explains about the sickness, Iris suggests maybe Prom's pregnant again. Noct isn't sure

- He tells Prom this and a lightbulb moment happens cause he's like oh shit I've felt kinda different maybe she's right. So he goes off getting tests instead of like going to the medical wing of the citadel. He's not a hundred percent sure if he should or not.

- Meanwhile Linus who's about four now is asking Noct if papa is ok cause he's scared. Noct reassures their little boy and helps distract him while Prom's busy

- First test he does comes out weird results wise which confuses him cause he's unsure if it's positive or not. Because it looks a weird combo of both. So he does more in a panic before deciding to wait a couple of days. He's got a little tiny collection happening at this point of maybe 10 or more tests

- Two days later he decides to go down to the medical wing and get a test there and it's positive. He pretty much tries to hold himself together there but he's on the verge of tears cause he can't believe it and he's just relieved he knows what's been happening with him. He might ask for the test before practically rushing off to find Noct, who's with their little boy in their room

- Noct's first reaction is him basically being like I'm not touching the pee end right? Before dropping it the moment he sees the result.

- Linus meanwhile cause he's so young is like ew why you handing daddy a pee stick. He's so confused at Noct's reaction

- Noct's reaction is somewhat precious during it all. He keeps glancing down at the test then up at Prom with a look of surprise. He keeps asking if it's true or if it's really happening over and over

Prompto just laughs and smiles during it saying yes each time before crying. Noct goes over at hugs him at that point

- Linus doesn't understand what's happening so they explain vaguely they're pregnant and Linus just beams immediately cause you're having a baby? Really? 

- Cue moments later him asking how it got there and the boys just freezing. 

N: "...We made it?"

L: "How?"

P: "...B-By making a special cake!"

N: "Yeah...Totally."

- Linus accepts this at this age 

- A few days later they tell their friends and Iris organises a baby shower inviting all their friends. It's sweet but Prom's a little emotional and sleepy so promptly drifts off half way through on the couch but him and Noct are very thankful

- Prompto has a rough few months honestly. It eases later but at the start it's hard

He's very nauseous and aching during those months. He gets craving but they're fairly tame. All he wants is strawberries or sometimes something as simple as mints

- He naps a lot during these rough months so Noct tries to help make it easier on him. Linus too.

- Linus usually goes and naps with Prom or rest his head on the growing bump trying to see if he can hear his sibling

- They didn't really get much of a chance to get many scans when Prom was having Linus with them being on the road but now they get to have the chance now with this baby

- The first scan Linus was in said the baby looked weird while Prom and Noct was having a moment but they explained they hadn't finished developing yet. He came to one more before they decided to surprise him with the baby's gender

- Linus likes resting his head against Prompto's stomach, as he tells stories to the baby or just keeps Prom company along with Noctis. Though Noct had to scoop him off at times cause Prom either needed the bathroom or was super close to throwing up

- Noct and Prom don't really need to get baby supplies cause the citadel is on it so instead Prom explores the gardens with Linus and does wherever he can. He might go out and buy plushies though mostly Chocobo or fish themed

Noct hands him a plushie of a little creature with a red horn he thinks he saw on photos at times. (Its Carbs~)

- Prom's very insecure during the whole pregnancy. It bothers him the weight gain even though he knows it means the baby is healthy. He's cried about it to Noct many times

- When it comes to revealing the gender, Prom asks Iggy if he can make any cupcakes for it. In the end Prompto sticks around and helps out cause he's so excited 

- Once they're done he gives one to Linus saying it'll say if he's getting a sister or brother. The cupcakes are black and gold but inside it's either purple or red. They didn't care for blue and pink and thought it was a little silly so purple for sister and red for brother.

- They explain this to him before Linus takes a bite. The moment he looks at the colour he cries immediately and Prom and Noct aren't sure how to take that

Until he just wails "I wanted a brother!" and sobs more which makes Noct hug him and chuckle a little as he soothes him. Prom's caught between aww buddy and laughing cause it's precious but he's so lost on what to say he's just like "I'm sorry?"

- Moments later he heads over and cuddles Prom, Noct joining in too

- Linus afterwards is pretty excited for his little sister and along with Noct protects Prom or tries 

- He follows Prompto around a lot. Asking when she'll be here and can she hear him along with does she do anything 

- The baby first kicks one night before Prom and Noct go to sleep. It's earlier than they expected but it's a cherished moment. Noct quietly talks to her after she does it making Prompto laugh as she moves more. They talk to her a lot after that

- Linus gets to feel it the next day to which he says stop kicking papa and says how it's not nice. Prom smiles and runs a hand through his hair saying it's ok

- The later months are a little easier. Prom wanders around more while Linus is at school or Noct's in meetings or sometimes he'll quickly pop into meetings when they're finishing and get a little smile from Noct

- He's been found napping on the throne a few times specially when he's further along. He tires easily and wants to wait for Noct but at times he can't keep his eyes open

- He does light exercise with Iris and Gladio almost throughout the pregnancy until the 5th month. He struggles and feels more drained at that point

- Prom develops anaemia during the pregnancy which worries Noct and Prom himself. Their friends worry too but thankfully the citadel doctors help with treatment there and explain it's a common type that can happen. He's a paler than usual and a lacks energy at first but the close eye on it and treatment really helps out there 

- He tends to hang around Iris a lot whenever he can usually discusses worries with her and about the baby but they also have casual conversations too. He might mother her but she doesn't mind cause honestly he mothers nearly everyone like this 

- He likes going to Iggy and Gladio and remembering their trip and when he was carrying Linus but at times during the pregnancy it makes him emotional so usually it ends in them comforting him before he ends up taking a nap between them or against one of their shoulders 

- Iris brings him little treats either for him or the unborn baby. He had a moment over little boots she brought once

- When the day comes nothing happens which concerns him cause like wasn't she supposed to come today. He quickly learns over the days he's overdue which is tiring. All he does in curl up and nap when he can usually 

- She finally comes about a week later. It happens late at night and he wakes Noct over it and he takes him to the medical wing. After some surgery they have a wailing healthy little girl

- Prompto looks exhausted but very happy and Noctis just keeps looking at her and smiling. He can't believe she's finally here. He thinks maybe she's a perfect mix of them but they have to wait and see who's eyes she gets. (Surprisingly it's Noct's)

- Linus gets to see her the next day and he's so happy. She's so squishy and cute 

- Since Noct named Linus, he suggests Prom should name their daughter 

#mpreg #promptis #darkrose17 headcanons #any suggestions for baby names for their kid would be great #cause honestly I don't have any T-T #but if you're curious about Linus just search his name on my blog and you'll find things :)

[imfucking-magical]

Only a recruit pt 2

A/n Hello my peoples my lovelies! Thanks for the awesome feedback on part 1. I have been having more interaction with you guys and I honestly love it. Like hit me up about your day if you want =) 

Warnings: Mentions of injury and cursing

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Originally Mr.Stark wanted to fly you out to the tower since you only had a single bag of clothes, but when he saw you shaking he decided to call a car. He walked you down and out of the building and into a flashy car. The suit came off of him and went neatly into a carry on.

“That was cool” You told him pointing to the bag. He didn’t say anything and sat the whole trip silent.

“Soooo... where are we?”

“We are at the Avengers tower.” He said getting out of the car and I followed him.

“Why?”

“Because I’m recruiting you.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re smart beyond your years and we could use someone like you.”

“How did you...”

“Look kid I’m Tony Stark. I can find anything out about anyone or I have people that can. You’re just a high school student, it wasn’t that hard to see your character. Now if you’re done asking questions. You’re room is around the corner and here is a card so you can get whatever you need for your own lab or if you want new clothes or something.” Mr.Stark handed me a credit card.

“Is there something you want me specifically to work on or do I have free reign?” You asked holding the card and trying not to show how excited you are. You could hardly believe it was real.

“Just don’t blow up the building. Try to make useful stuff. Help whenever its needed. Other then that free reign. No illegal stuff tho. You’re still what 14?”

“16.”

“Anyways. Yea and also watch out for the rest of the Avengers. They don’t know about you yet.” Mr.Stark said walking away to another part of the tower. You walked into your room and dropped your stuff down.

The room was huge. “Hello Miss Y/l/n.My name is F.R.I.D.A.Y. Would you like a tour of the tower?”

“Sure, but first is there a lab already here or is there a room where I can set up and order stuff?” You asked taking out your notebook of inventions you have yet to try.

“Of course Miss Y/l/n. There is a room connected to this one that can be set up as a lab or you can work with Mr.Stark and Mr. Banner in the big lab.”

“I’ll set my lab up in the other room. I don’t wanna bother them. Can I have that tour now F.R.I.D.A.Y? You also don’t have to call me ‘Miss Y/l/n. Y/n is okay.”

“Ok Y/n if you follow the arrows to outside the room you will find the kitchen.” Blue arrows lit up on the ground and you followed them to the kitchen. You saw a red and blue suit with curly brown hair in the kitchen. The first Avenger you were going to meet was going to be Spiderman. No one except the Avengers knew who he was.

“Hi.” He jumped and turned around revealing a familar face. “PETER???!!!” 

“What are you doing here?” He asked you.

“Me? I’m offended you didn’t tell me! Come on you know me better than anyone. I would not have blown this kind of secret like Ned would.”

“Um....Ned already knows...” You slapped his arm.

“I’m even more offended now.” You joked with him. 

“Oww I’m sorry. Now what are you doing here?” He asked. 

“I got recruited. Well.... Iron-man destroyed a wall at my old apartment after Jake had shoved me into my experiments and spilled acid onto my arm.”

“WHAT?? Are you ok? Do we need to get you to the medical bay? WHere are you hurt???” He asked looking frantically for any injury.

“Peter.. Peter Im fine I took one of my tablets. My stuff is in my new room. I still can’t believe I’m here. Like this is the Avenger tower. This is where I’m suppose to live now. I don’t think I have to pay rent. Its amazing.” You’re face hurt from how big you were smiling. You no longer had to worry about Jake.

“You’re still gonna go to highschool right?”

“Duh. I have to keep an extra eye out for you now. Can’t let any bad guy hurt my Peter” You said ruffling his hair.

“Staaawwwpp I’m sweaty.” 

“Like I care?” 

“PETER GET BACK HERE WE STILL HAVE TRAINING!” Captain America yelled walking into the room

“Hey I gotta go, but I’ll catch up with you later yea?” 

“Who is that?” He asked.

“Hey I’m Y/n Tony recruited me for science stuff.” 

“Is he having you train in fighting too?”

“I don’t know. He didn’t really say much.”

“Might as well join us because you’re probably going to have to learn to fight if you’re part of the team now. You can just watch for right now. I’m Steve by the way.” You followed them into a training room and sat on the floor leaning against the wall.

“You ready for this kid? I’m not gonna go easy on you this time.” Steve said putting his helmet on.

“Bring it.”

Sad to say Peter started to get his ass handed to him, but as you watched you realized that Steve never protected his legs. Well he never protected them because Peter never went for them. 

“I thought you said bring it kid?” Steve said laughing.

“Ha ha..” Peter said sarcastically.

“Wait time out Steve.” You told him before Peter got his ass handed to him.

“There are no time outs in a fight.” Steve said and you walked over to Peter who was now standing confused.

“Go for his legs.” You whispered to Peter.

“What?”

“Just do it. Fake him out then take him out with his legs.” Steve looked at you suspiciously as you whispered to Peter. Peter nodded and you went back to your spot on the floor.

The fight continued and Peter did as you said knocking Steve on his ass.

“You want me to ease up a bit Cap?” Peter asked laughing.

“I don’t know what she told you, but I know she helped somehow.”

“I���m an innocent bystander I don’t know what you mean.” You told him smiling.

“What did you tell him?”

“I just told him the one spot you never seemed to guard. If its any consolation Peter never guards his face so you could probably get a few head shots in.” 

“Y/N!”

“WhAT? You need to learn your weaknesses.” You told him.

“Don’t you have some sciencey shit to do?” He asked you

“What you don’t want me around anymore?” you fake pouted.

“You still haven’t even met the rest of the team. I also don’t need you to see my ass get kicked anymore by Steve.” Peter told you.

“Steve don’t hurt him too bad. We still have school tomorrow.” 

You wandered around the rest of the house and ran into someone. “Oh my gosh I’m so sorry I wasn’t looking where I was going.” You bent down and started to pick up the books and papers that you had knocked out of their hands.

“You must be y/n. Tony said I might run into you. I’m Bruce otherwise known as the Hulk.”

“Yea he kinda just took me in a few hours ago. Quantum physics?” The book you held in your hand was very colorful and heavy.

“We’re working on new weapons for everyone. Tony also told me about your wonder tablet. How exactly does it work?”

You followed Bruce to his lab he shared with Tony and explained how your tablet worked. In short terms it sped up the metabolism to heal wounds. Bruce leaned against one of the work tables and took a sip from his mug.

“I don’t know where Tony is at. We were suppose to finish the project today.” 

“Well what does he normally do?”

“He is normally in here or going out to eat.... what time is it? Yea he hasn’t eaten in awhile he probably went somewhere for food.”

“Soo do you know if there is food in the house or do we have to go to a fast food place?”

“We usually have fast food delivered. Now that you mention it I don’t know if we actually have food in the house other than eggs.” Bruce told you.

“Wellllll I want mac and cheese for dinner soooo Imma go to the store. You should come with so we can get actual food in the house instead of take out.”

After about a week you had met everyone on the team and bonded with everyone well. You were also trained for months and worked with Bruce in the lab, but Tony kept his distance. You had gotten used to it thinking he didn’t want to have to deal with another kid since he already had Peter. You didn’t expect much from him, but he still took you in and for that you cared about what he thought. Tonight wasn’t suppose to be any different then every other day, but you decided you would make one last attempt to make nice with him and since everyone else was out doing stuff you were able to go and talk with him. His door was open when you walked around to go find him.

“Tony?” You asked him and he just let out a strangled noise and falling to the ground and crawled away from you. His harsh breathing rang though your ears. He was having a panic attack. Cautiously you walked towards him then sat on the ground in front of him. 

“You’re safe you know. What ever you just saw or heard, its not what you thought it was or its not happening now if it was a memory.” You told him, but he didn’t look me in the face. 

You took out your phone and put it on your breathing app then handed it to him, he surprisingly took it. His breathing slowed down into an even pace. You left to grab some tea and came back with two mugs.

“Here drink. It’ll calm your nerves.”

“Thank you.” He said taking it with a shaky hand.

“Do you wanna watch a movie or cartoons or go to bed?” You asked and he looked at you skeptically.

“Why are you here? Why aren’t you in bed? Why?” He asked snapping at you.

“Why not?” I asked him.

“No seriously kid why are you here? Why aren’t you with Pepper or something?”

“Can’t you just accept my kindness? You gave me a home.”

“Is that why you’re doing this?”

“No. I know how much a panic attack sucks and how after every one I wished I had someone there to make me not feel so alone.” 

“I didn’t have a panic attack.”

“Tony you are shaking for fucks sake. Just stop. Everyone else around here including you acts like your ok. You’re a human being you’re allowed to feel scared, get mad and cry. You had a panic attack. Now do you wanna watch a movie or something or sleep it off?” Tony stared at you dumbfounded.

“....It was Peter...” he said softly.

“What about Peter?” your voice softened.

“He had died before I got to him. I couldn’t go fast enough I couldn’t get to him quick enough...”

“Why don’t you call him?”

“And tell him I had a dream about him dying?”

“No just talk to him. Just so you know he’s ok.”

“If I call him then he’ll know something is wrong.” You rolled your eyes and called Peter on your phone.

“Y/n? What are you doing up so early? Is something wrong?” Peter asked as you put him on speaker. Tony watched the phone as you held it in front of you

“No nothing is wrong I’m sorry for waking you I just wanted to talk to you and see how your day went today since I didn’t go to school today.” 

“Nothing much. Flash was asking around for you though. Honestly Y/n you should stop trying to pick a fight with him. He might deck you one of these days.” Peter said.

“Peter no one else is standing up to him.I’m not scared of his fake ass tough guy show.”

Tony looked like he wanted to say something, but closed his mouth. Peter sighed. “Other than that all you missed was Ned laughing to hard he had milk come out his nose because of a joke I told him.”

“What did you say?”

“He had guacamole from cooking class and I told him that his one guacamole was equal to 6.022x10^23 guacas.” Peter gave out a small laugh and you tried to not smile, but couldn’t help it because he was so bad it was good. Tony was smiling too

“Geez Parker is that the best you could do?” You asked

“ Whatever hater I know your smiling on the other side of the phone.” Peter said.

“Ok well I’ll let you get some sleep and I’ll see you at school tomorrow ok?”

“Yea. You should probably get some sleep too.”

“What are you talking about I can totally sleep in class.”

“Sure. Good night Y/n.” You heard him yawn.

“G’night sleepy head.” You told him and hung up.

Tony had finished the rest of his tea. 

“Maybe you should get some sleep kid.” Tony said.

“Nah. I’m going to the main room to watch cartoons.” You told him and walked out. 

A few minutes later he came and sat in the opposite recliner.

“Tom and Jerry?”

“It was the first cartoon I could find that was on and wasn’t trash.”

“Alright.”

It was about half an hour before we talked again.

“Do you have panic attacks often?” He asked you catching you off guard.

“Sometimes yea. Just depends on the day I’ve had. I don’t know what Peter’s told you, but from what he knows my parents are dead....”

“But they’re aren’t” He said and you nodded. He had looked them up.

“They might as well be. ‘We’ll be back in a few days.’ A postcard shows up about a week later they moved to a different country. I sold most of the stuff they left behind for rent money. I filed for emancipation and the government gave me some money for help and helped me get a job.” You told him watching the tv. He didn’t say anything else and about an hour later you fell asleep.

After that encounter Tony wasn’t as distant as he used to be and actually talked with you and you guys joked around while messing with the stuff in the lab. One night while you guys were working on improving your tablet Steve came barging in.

“There is a situation a few miles from here. Person has been noted as armed and dangerous.”

“Are you up for a mission kid?” Tony asked you

“HELL YEA!” 

“Tony she’s just a kid.” Steve said butting in

“Steve have you seen her? We need her out in the field. Even with her age.” Nat told him walking in behind him.

“I got a suit for you kid.” 

“You’ve already put thought into her going on a mission with us?” Steve asked.

“She is part of the team Steve. Check it out kid.” A futuristic suit appeared in purple and black. It wasn’t metal like his, but like Spiderman’s suit which was a spandex like material.

“Awesome.”

“Go try it on.” 

You came back with the suit on and it felt awesome.

“Lookin good Y/n” Nat said 

“It has all of the weapons you created in it plus other things that we will review in the jet.” We started walking to the top of the tower and met up with everyone else.

“Y/n?” Peter asked looking at the suit.

“In the flesh.” 

“Wow ummm are you going on the mission with us?”

“Yep lets go!” You said excitedly getting on the jet.

“I still don’t think she’s ready.” Steve mumbled.

“Steve come on she’s pretty kick ass” Peter said making you blush and Tony started to go over what was in your suit.

“Ok everyone ready to drop?” Steve asked.

“What?” You asked and soon everyone was jumping out of the jet. A pair of arms wrapped around you and felt the ground disappear from under you. Peter had grabbed you and he swung from building to building until you guys were finally on the ground.

“Thanks for that.” You told him

“No problem.”

“The news said there was an explosion in this building over here.” Steve said pointing to the worn down and closed building that was falling apart.

“Split up and stay on the radios.”

We split up and you headed to the basement of the building. The thermal vision in the mask showed that there was someone in the room. Slowly you walked up and they turned around.

“Who are you?”

“The name is Jenny.” She said turning around.

“Not much of a super villain name.”

“Because I’m not a super villain. I’m just smart I use to be a scientist at Stark’s company. I was hoping the Avengers would show up. I wanted to tell you guys that I see what’s wrong with the world.”

“Poverty, racism, and the government?” 

“The male species.”

“I don’t think you can blame a whole gender for the issues of the world.” You said leaning against the wall.

“You’re female are you not a feminist? How do you not see that the oppressors are the male species?”

“First of all yes I am a feminist and your definition of feminist is actually  misandry.” You told her.

“Doesn’t matter its most of them anyway. This serum is going to have them destroy each other. My first test subjects are your friends. All of your other male friends have tripped the wires and been shot. He’s the only one who I haven’t hit yet.” She aimed her gun behind me,I turned seeing Peter was behind me, and fired hitting him right in the shoulder.

“WHAT THE FUCCK LADY???” You shouted at her and went over to see if Peter was ok.

“Peter?” You bent over him only to be socked in the stomach. “Ahhh the hell? Its me???” You held your stomach. He flipped back onto his feet and started swinging.

“Uh oh.” 

“You screwed up big time Jenny!” I yelled as I started to dodge Peter by running through the building.

“Peter come on dude its me.” You yelled as you avoided getting webbed going into a bigger room where you saw the Hulk and Steve fighting Wanda and Natasha. Steve saw you and threw his shield at you just missing by a few inches.

Peter had the Hulk throw him and ended up slamming into you and knocking you over. He ended up on top and you kept your arms up to protect your face. When he wouldn’t let up on the punches you socked him in the mouth and got up.

“Peter.... please.” You said backing up. Natasha and Wanda were in your peripheral view fighting off Steve and Bruce. Who knew where the rest of the team was.

“Instant kill mode Karen.” The suits eye’s glowed red. Well shit. You ducked behind a pillar of the run down building. 

“Peter this isn’t you. You can snap out of it anytime now.” Slowly you started crawling over the rubble going deeper into the building.

“You can’t hide Y/n.”

“Guys have you had any luck trying to get them back to normal?” you whispered over the radio. 

“No not yet. Bruce is putting up a good fight though.” Nat said.

It got eerily quiet. You looked around and there was no sign of him. All of a sudden you were lifted out of the rubble by your neck and thrown. Your body slammed into the wall and was held there by webs as Peter walked over to you.

“ You wouldn’t kill me Peter. I have a hard time believing you would kill one of your best friends who you have Star Wars marathons with, brings you cookies when you have a bad day at school, and who you take frequent naps with?” 

“Shut up.”

“ Alright fine. Do it Peter. Come on kill me. Since you have no issue with killing someone who loves you come on and kill me.” You told him and he swung his fist and it impacted next to your head sending your heart pounding.

“Oh my God.”

“I swear to fuck Peter don’t scare me like that.” He chuckled and undid the webs around you. “When did you...”

“Like midway through that punch. I could’ve killed you.”

“Thank God you didn’t.” You told him with your heart still racing and you wrapped your arms around him.

“Y-you love m-me?” He stuttered out and it sent a smile to your face.

“You didn’t know?” 

“Guys this isn’t the time to proclaim your love for one another. We have bigger issues on our hands.” Nat said as we heard a thump on one of the other walls.

“Talk about it later?” 

“Y-yea.” You knew Peter was blushing hella hard under his mask, but so were you.

You found Tony on the roof with Jenny fighting.

“Looks like your plan backfired on you.” You told her as he dragged her across the roof, but he stopped when he heard your voice.

“You.” He dropped her and started advancing towards you.

“Tony...” You warned him.

“You took Peter away from me.” He swung at you.

“Peter is downstairs fine.” You moved out of the way.

“You had to come and ruin our lives” There was a blast that missed.

“Your parents deserted you because you were unlovable. You weren’t good enough.” He landed a punch into your side.

“We didn’t even want you.” His foot landed in my ribs as you tried to get up.

“ I should’ve left you where I found you.” He hit you again and sunk deeper into the roof. Everything hurt. He started to walk away.

Tears streamed down your cheeks as you held your side in pain. Words came out of your mouth that you never expected to say.

“Dad please stop.”

“I’m not your dad. You were only a new recruit kid. You weren’t that important.” Tony said coming back to stand over you.

“Stupid me then I guess.” 

Lol the joke that Peter made came from someone on Tumblr and I love it so much!!! Also I’m sorry this came out later than intended you guys. I promise to be more ontop of it. I didn’t edit this either so lol ik its not that my best. Also let me know if you want to be on the tag list or if you have an imagine/oneshot you guys want me to do. Have a good rest of your day lovelies <3

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[saibh29]

Training a Prince (Part 1 of 2)

Pairings: Roan / Reader

Warnings: Violence, eventual Romance... maybe

A/N: One of my best friends growing up was deaf, and as a kid we all learnt sign language to talk to her. When you’re that young its fairly easy to pick up and it didn’t seem like anything strange. Now i’m an adult and i’m so proud to say that I can sign and speak to people who have a hearing impediment. I honestly think it’s so important to make everyone feel like they are part of the same community. 

So yeah, this is my tribute to my best friend Hayley (who is fairly in love with Zach McGowan, who wouldn’t be?) I hope you enjoy babe! 

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It felt much like being punched in the gut, all the breath had gone from his body and he couldn’t get his eyes off of the vision in front of him.

Roan hadn’t thought to ever feel anything like this for another person. Thought himself hardened of heart and deadened to emotions. The sight of the girl in front of him though had awakened what he thought extinguished.

She was beautiful, maybe not in the conventional sense, but there was presence about her. Hands settled on her waist, dark eyes watching the scene unplaying out in front of her. Pale skin smudged with dirt and a scar running from her hairline down the left side of her face that spoke of pain and strength.

She stood beside Clarke one of the Wanheda’s friends. They hadn’t been introduced but he wanted desperately to be so. Clarke said something to her making her nod once and move away from the group of grounders and Skaikru currently training in the main open space of Arkadia.

“Who is she?”

Clarke jumped at Roan’s voice coming suddenly from beside her. Roan watched her look up, the quick flash of distrust float through her eyes as usual when looking at him. She didn’t pretend to misunderstand who he meant though.

“Y/N, she’s one of the original 100 who came down to earth together”

“Y/N” Roan repeated the name, rolling it around his mouth. It suited her perfectly and he doubted he’d ever get tired of saying it.

Hairs on the back of his neck prickled in warning, telling him she was coming back. Sure enough she entered the arena once more, this time holding two identical swords, one in either hand. Clarke stepped forward to meet her as she pushed the swords into a sheath on her back.

“Y/N” Clarke glanced over her shoulder at Roan before looking back at Y/N “This is Roan, Prince of Ice Nation”

Dark eyes flicked to his own as she looked straight at him, pinning him in place. She didn’t speak though simply staring at him.

Clarke was stood watching the two of them stare at each other. Reaching out she touched Y/N’s shoulder once more getting her attention as her eyes flicked back to Clarke.

“Roan’s going with you”

That made her raise her eyebrows and a frown settle there as she glared angrily at Clarke.

“Going where?” Roan asked surprisingly accepting of being sent wherever Y/N was going.

“Y/N is going to the Trikru village, they have supplies that need bringing back here. Go with her”

Y/N still did not look happy at being told Roan was going with her, she still didn’t speak though finally just nodding her head and indicating to Roan that he should follow her.

Roan didn’t fully understand what was going on, didn’t understand how his day had been redirected into following this Skaikru girl into Trikru territory. He also knew though that for some reason he wasn’t going to argue the decision.

He started to follow Y/N when Clarke grabbed his arm. “Speak to her face” she said quickly, then with that disconcerting piece of information she simply turned and left.

Roan grabbed up his own weapons running after Y/N who was already nearly at the gate.

“Y/N!” he shouted but she didn’t stop, didn’t even acknowledge that she’d heard him. “Y/N!”

One of the guards at the gate grabbed her shoulder pointing behind her. She turned finally, eyes meeting his own. She still just looked frustrated, but she did stop and wait for him to catch up. Standing next to him as the gates opened and the two of them left the relative safety of the Arkadia complex.

******

You didn’t understand why Clarke had decided the banished Azgeda prince should come with you on what was an easy and quick supply grab. All you needed to do was get to the village exchange the few boxes of bullets in your pack for the pile of furs and other necessities and bring them back to Arkadia. It wouldn’t take more than a day and would probably not even need you to draw your sword. So why, did you have a heavily armoured and weaponed warrior prince striding along beside you.

Deciding that it wasn’t your problem to try and figure out what went on in Clarkes head you instead let the heat from the sun warm your skin and enjoyed the crunch of leaves and sticks under the heels of your boots.

“Y/N” you were grabbed by the shoulder spun around as Roan’s face stared down at you. “I don’t like being ignored so blatantly”

Ignored? You hadn’t even realised he was talking to you. After all surely he knew… actually why would he? You’d simply assumed that Clarke would have told him but maybe she hadn’t.

Taking his hand off of your shoulder you stared at his face. Pointing at your ears you shook your head waving your hands. When all that got was a confused look on his face you sighed. You didn’t like speaking as a rule, didn’t like trying to force words that you couldn’t hear out of your mouth but sometimes it seemed there was no other choice.

“I’m deaf”

“Deaf” Roan repeated staring down at your face. “You mean you can’t hear me”

“Correct” you didn’t use your voice very often and it felt strange to try and push the words from your mouth.

“Then how are you hearing what I ask you?”

Suddenly understanding dawned once more, the grounders would never have encountered someone like you, someone who had survived their disability. Down here on the ground you wouldn’t have survived past childhood, but on the Ark you had been cared for and treated the same as any other child.

Slowly you reached out and touched his lips with your finger then brought your hand back to your eyes. “Read”

Roan thought for a moment “you can read my words from my mouth”

You nodded once, pleased that he seemed to have guessed so quickly what you meant. His eyes flicked to the swords on your back and then to your face.

“How do you fight if you can’t hear the people around you?”

That was trickier to explain to someone without words. Looking around you found an open piece of land beckoning him over. Roan, curiosity obviously piqued obligingly followed you. Lifting your foot you touched the sole of you shoe which unlike his thick boots was simply a single piece of tough hardened leather. You then slammed your foot to the ground.

Roan simply looked confused. Damn how could you make him understand that you could feel the vibrations through the floor, could tell when someone was walking close by because you could literally feel their footsteps. It hadn’t been a skill you were born with, much like learning sign language and the ability to read lips you had learnt to be able to recognise vibrations. You had no idea how to make Roan understand that though.

“Floor” you said trying to shape the words in your mouth. “Vibration” you stamped once more as Roan watched what you were doing.

When he still didn’t show any recognition you sighed grabbing his hand and ignoring his surprised glance you pulled him down to the floor with you, taking his boot in both hands you pulled one off.

It was likely that you’d simply shocked him into immobility because you were fairly sure the Prince could have stopped you at any moment he wished. After all he was a lot bigger than you, and probably a lot stronger.

Once you had found only the bare skin of his foot you placed it back on the soil of the earth and banged your hand down close to it.

Roan’s eyes sprang open in sudden understanding. “You can feel us walking? All of us?” You nodded your head. “And can you tell the difference? Between people, animals, groups of people even individuals…?”

You nodded once more “can”

Roan’s eyes suddenly narrowed in determination as he grabbed his boot slipping it back on as he stood up once more, it was him this time that took your hand in his pulling you up from the floor.

“Can you teach me? Teach me to feel what you do?”

You looked at him curiously unsure why he would want to learn the skills you had no choice but to know.

“Please Y/N”

“Why?”

That determined look was back on his face as he stared down at you. “Because I’m going to get my tribe back and you’re going to help me”

You knew what it felt like to be different from the rest of your people, fair enough they had never banished you but you had always been on the outsides of society. Accepted but never really fitting in anywhere. You got the feeling that Prince Roan had experienced something very similar.

So you nodded “ok” you knew Clarke would be horrified knew that the whole camp would be, giving more skills to the Ice Nation. However, for once you were going to make your own decisions about your life. Not be controlled by others who thought they knew what was best for you. You had literally meant Roan only an hour before but for some unknown reason you felt more comfortable around him then you did around your own people.

“You’ll teach me?” Roan repeated. Those blue eyes were strikingly direct as he stared, never once looking away.

Taking his hand you brought it to your heart touching it briefly there and then moving your linked hands to his chest touching his own heart. Roan obviously got the symbolism of the move as he finally smiled.

“When do we start?”

You let go of his hand looking around the clearing you we stood in. Suddenly and without warning you dropped to a crouch swinging your leg out and knocking the Prince off of his feet to the floor with a thud. Standing back up you smiled down at him.

“Now”

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[hamitome--imagines]

Change of Heart

* Laurens × Reader × Lafayette

* Hamiltime

* Requested by @isis278

* Request: a John x reader x Lafayette were they met the reader in a bar and both of them fall in love with her but she decides to stay with John but then he dies and she is pregnant and Lafayette helps her raise the child and at final she decides to give him a chance.

A/N: Here’s an older request. Its long and I don’t think it’s even for both guys so sorry…I also didn’t proofread all this but I hope y’all enjoy it!

Word Count: 4,570

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You took another sip of your drink. You were sitting at the bar, trying to block out the noise of the bar behind you. However, that was made increasingly difficult by the table of four men. They frequented the same bar as you. You could stop coming here, but sometimes it was funny.

You usually ignored the group but sometimes they were like a comedy show. Of course that was when they were drunk. When sober, they were mostly just loud. One of those times was now. They were talking loudly over one another, only making it louder. Then one of the men came up to the bar. "We need a round please." He said to the bartender. He leaned his arms against the counter top and waited.

"You and your friends are being awfully loud." You commented. You turned to look at him. He was now looking at you as well. He had some curly hair pulled into a ponytail. He also had freckles covering his cheeks.

"Oh, I apologize Miss." He said, sounding surprisingly genuine.

"I don't mean to spoil your fun." You said, quickly backpedaling. He truly felt bad and it wasn’t that much of an issue. "Just thought I'd let you know."

"Well would you care to join in on the fun?" He asked. "The more, the merrier."

You pondered it for a moment. You weren't here with anyone. You had no obligation or reason not to. So you shrugged. "Why not?"

He held out a hand. "John Laurens."

"Y/N L/N." He placed a short kiss to the back of your hand.  You felt your face heat up against your will. So after he received his drink, two of which you had to carry, he led you over to his loud table. They were laughing about something as the two of you walked up.

"Hey John, uh who's that?" One the men asked as if you weren't there.

"Alexander, this is Y/N." John introduced you. "So these idiots are my friends." He spoke up as he placed the glasses of drinks on the table, you followed suit. "That's Alexander." He pointed to a shorter man with long black hair. He kept his hair confined in a pony tail. "That's Hercules Mulligan." A more muscular man with a grey cap covering his hair. "And Marquis de Lafayette." With a flourish he gestured to the last man of the group.

He was giving you a smile. He had his poofy curls tied into a ponytail. He had the slight beginnings of facial hair. "It's a pleasure to meet you mademoiselle." He chirped.

"French?" You asked, it was obvious but you still had asked before really thinking.

"Oui." He replied with a smile. His happiness was contagious and you smiled as well.

"Oh man, I'm rude. Y/N, do you want a drink?" John asked.

"Oh sure." You replied.

"Alright. I'll be right back." With that he stepped back and then headed to the bar.

"Take a seat." Alexander told you and gestured to the last empty seat. It was right next to Lafayette and you assumed it was John's seat. Still, you plunked down in the chair. "I think I've seen you here before." Alexander mused.

"Probably." You answered. "I tend to stay up at the bar though. And I know you guys are usually here."

"Oui. We tended to be a bit loud." Lafayette admitted sheepishly.

"Well sometimes you guys are hilarious to watch." You admitted with a shrug.

"Well you get to join in on the fun tonight." John said returning with a drink for you.

"That sounds slightly terrifying." You joked.

"Well, we'll try to keep it tame for tonight." Alexander commented.

---

Keeping it tame for these boys meant all of them getting to various levels of drunkenness. You were the only one perfectly sober by the end of the night. John and Lafayette seemed ok but you were worried Alexander and Hercules. "Are you sure they'll be ok?" You asked as you dropped off Hercules. Alexander was dropped off earlier.

"Yeah. They recover from nights like these fine." John shrugged.

"Do you guys often have nights like these?" You asked.

"Yeah."

"Oui."

You chucked at them, really enjoying the night. You learned all the men were revolutionaries. Alexander immigrated a few years ago. Hercules was working as a tailor. Lafayette came from France, slightly illegally. And John was studying law but just wanted to fight for the cause. He also admitted to being a slight artist and promised to show you his work sometime. The two sober men offered to walk you home, and you gratefully accepted.

"Well this would be it." You commented. "Thank you guys."

"Just knowing you are home safely is all I need mademoiselle." Lafayette said.

"Yeah. Just trying to keep you safe." John added. That's another thing you learned tonight. Both John and Lafayette seemed to like you.

"Well I'm thanking you anyway." You reached out and gave each of them a hug. "Good night guys." You said as you slipped inside.

"Good night Y/N."

"Good night mon amie."

You closed the door with a sigh. You've heard girls saying they wished guys would fight over them. It's honestly the worst thing ever. Because, eventually, you have to choose. You have to break one heart to gain the other. Sure the two men weren't fighting over you and you really hoped it didn't come down to that.

---

You were meeting the guys at the bar again. Alexander had offered to pick you up and escort you. So the two of you were walking along, he prattled on and on. "Hey Y/N, I have a question." He eventually said.

"Ok." You replied.

"How do you feel about John?" He asked and you slowed to a stop. There it is.

"I don't know. I like him I guess. But I like him the same as Lafayette or Hercules or you." You told Alexander with a shrug.

"Oh ok. And if I were to ask you how you feel about Lafayette?" He inquired.

"You'd get the same answer. Did they both want you to ask me the same question?" You asked as the two of you started walking again.

"Yeah. I guess they thought they were being clever. But you don't feel more strongly for one or the other?" He asked for clarification.

"Well, they're sweet. But...I don't know. Neither of them has really caught my attention." You shrugged.

"Really? With how much they flirt I figured you'd be swooning by now." Alexander teased. You laughed. It was no secret that the two men shamelessly flirted with you. Sometimes it was sweet and your cheeks would turn an embarrassing shade of pink. Other times, it was some slightly drunken compliment that made you laugh. "Look, I'll be honest with you. They're both great guys. They'll both have your back no matter what happens, no matter who you choose. But don't choose just to make a choice, choose because you really like the person. They'll both wait."

You were silent the rest of the way to the bar, just thinking. You thought about both boys. Lafayette was sweet and kind hearted. John was funny and so loving. They each had characteristic and traits that did make them great. Unfortunately, it made it hard to choose. You shook your thoughts away as you and Alexander approached the table. You'd have fun tonight and tomorrow you'd over analyze every action the two men make.

"Hey Y/N." John said happily, mostly sober still.

"Bonjour mon amie." Lafayette said just as happily.

"Hey guys." Was your response to both them and Hercules. You plopped into your chair ready to enjoy the night and you did, to an extent. The atmosphere among the group was off. They weren't as loud or opinionated. When John finally walked you home, you were a little worried about all of them. "Was there something wrong tonight?" You asked as you stood outside your house. "I feel like I was missing something."

John shifted awkwardly on his feet. "Can we talk inside?" He asked. It was late and if you let John inside people might talk. But people rarely did anything else. Plus, he'd probably leave and not stay the night. So you nodded and let him in.

"Now what's wrong?" You asked.

"Look Y/N, we were planning to tell you we just didn't know how. I wanted to be the one to tell you though."

You sat down on your couch. "Tell me what?" You pressed. The way he was tip toeing around something was making you nervous.

He sat down next to you. "We enlisted. All four of us. Well, five if you count Burr." He said.

"You what?" You asked. "But you guys could get hurt!" You panicked. "You could get wounded or die and I'd lose you guys." You said.

"I know but we can also be free of a villainous king and his tyrannical ways and unfair taxation." John explained. "We can make the world safe and sound, for you." He said. He tucked a strand of your horse behind your ear and smiled softly at you. Your surged forward and hugged him tightly.

He did leave that night, after you had calmed down and accepted the fact that all your friends may die in the coming months. Well, as much as one can accept a fact like that. And you went to sleep that night and had a nightmare.

You were standing on the battlefield along side your friends but they didn't see you. It was if you could only observe. They were fighting, there were gunshots and cannon fire and so much blood. Amid all the gunshots, you saw John fall to the ground. You ran over even though you know you wouldn't be able to help. Alexander came over and crouched next to him. John was bleeding badly from a wound on his gut. He was babbling nonsense, and Alexander tried to stop him. You felt your heart shatter when John closed his eyes and Alexander couldn't rouse him.

You sat up in bed panting, you cheeks were wet with tears. Deep down it was always obvious to you. You cared about John, more than you were willing to admit. But he was leaving, he could die. You had to tell him soon. But with that, you'd have to tell Lafayette you'd made your choice.

---

You arranged to meet with John one day and Lafayette the next. You made your choice now you just had to act on it. You paced in your foyer until there was a knock on the door. You pulled it open and John was stood there. "You wanted to talk to me?" He asked.

"Yeah, come in." You answered and held the door open wider for him to walk through. He went and sat on you couch.

"What's up?" He asked. You sat next to him.

"Ok, it's no secret that both you and Lafayette like me." John smiled sheepishly. "But with both of you, as well as the rest of the guys, facing death during a war...I made me choice." John started to look nervous now. "It's you John." You finished.

You smiled as you watched the emotions play around his face. From nervousness to slight confusion to understanding and surprise to pure elation. He leaned forward and hugged you. He pulled back and, in his happiness and excitement, leaned back in to kiss you. As he pulled back his eyes widened as he realized what he did. "Oh shit. I'm sorry I didn't mean to just kiss you like that. It's just I've liked you for a long time and I didn't know if I'd ever get the chance and-"

"John." You cut him off. "It's ok." You told him with a smile.

He visibly relaxed. "Is it OK if I do it again?" He asked. You chuckled but nodded. So he leaned down and kissed you once more. Much more sweetly than before.

The next day was much more worrying. You didn't want to tell Lafayette but you had to. He had a right to know. You opened the door when he knocked and say on the couch, where he joined you. He noticed you were hesitant. "Is something wrong mademoiselle?" He asked.

You sighed. "Ok, so it's obvious the you and John like me. And I asked to talk to you so I could tell you that I chose one of you." Lafayette to already know where this was going.

"It's monsieur Laurens isn't it?" He asked with a small sad smile. You nodded. He let out a small and defeated chuckled. "C'est très bien." He muttered eventually.

"How is that fine?" You asked him.

He smiled at you, still small and still sad. "Because I want you to be happy mon amie. If John makes you happy, then I cannot change that. But I will still be here for you, for what ever you need. You're still mes amie."

You smiled and gave him a hug. "Thank you Lafayette."

"Of course mon amie."

---

John came to see you before he left. He bid you goodbye with a sweet, longing kiss and a promise to write to you. He kept his promise and wrote you so often that I was almost hard to keep up. But you enjoyed writing to him as much he liked to write you. Lafayette wrote you so often as well. And you wrote him back as well.

All the boys wrote to you to tell you about Washington's winter ball. Alexander and Hercules suggested you go. Lafayette practically begged you to go. And John invited you as his plus one.

So of course you went. You saw your friends. You danced one song with Lafayette, at his request. You spent the rest of the time dancing with John. You even met General Washington.

At the end of the evening, John walked you home. He gave you a kiss at your front door. "I've missed you so much." He told you.

"I miss you too." You kissed him once more. "Do you want to come in for a little bit?" You asked.

"Are you sure?" He asked in return. "It's a bit late."

"It's fine." You said with a shrug. You opened the door and pulled him inside. You didn't anticipate that John would kiss you deeply as soon the door shut. You let out a muffled noise of surprise before quickly melting into the kiss. You ended up in your bed room, laying flat on the mattress with John hovering over you.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked. You nodded.

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And that certainly wasn't the last time. This went on for the duration of the war, it would happen every time John was able to leave the camp grounds. This was one of those times.

You were laying in bed, curled up against him. His arm was around your shoulders, his fingers lightly drawing aimless patterns on your skin. "We're waiting for Lafayette to get back from France. Then we'll see if we have any aid. If so, Washington wants to battle at Yorktown. Then...I'll be going to South Carolina."

"Alone?" You asked, referring to the rest of your friends.

"Yeah." He admitted. You let out a whine to which he chuckled. "I know. But I'll be safe. Then I'll be home." He told you. He leaned down and kissed you once more.

---

Weeks later and war won, you were free. You were just waiting for John to get home. You ran to the door when there was a knock. It wasn't John, instead it was Lafayette. "Laf?"

"Bonjour mon amie. May I come in?" He asked, strangely polite.

"Yes, of course." You allowed him in. "What's going on?" You asked. He grabbed your hands and led you to sit on the couch.

"Alexander received a letter yesterday. It was from Henry Laurens." Lafayette paused and took a breath. "I'm sorry mon amie. Monsieur Laurens was killed in South Carolina." Tears filled your eyes as you hand came to rest on your stomach.

"What?" You squeaked out. Lafayette opened his mouth to answer but you held up a hand to silence him. "No. I...I know I just...he's dead." Then the shock wore off and you started crying. You started bawling and screaming. Lafayette sat there and let you scream all you needed. You your screams died down to helpless sobs, Lafayette held you close and let you cry up against him. "I need him Laf." You whimpered out.

"Why mon amie? I understand you love him but why do you need him? You've never needed anyone before."

"I just found out a few days ago." You whispered.

"Found out what mon amie?"

"I'm pregnant." You said in a weak and helpless whisper.

---

Lafayette let you sob against him during the funeral. You sat on your couch afterwards, crying with no sign of stopping. Lafayette wrapped a blanket around you. He wandered off into your house, leaving you alone. He came back and places an steaming mug on the table near the couch.

He climbed up on the couch and sat next to you. He started rubbing your back. He handed you the mug. You gave him a confused look. "You need to drink something mon amie." He explained. You shrugged and drank the warm beverage. It helped sooth you a little. In the end, the warm drink and the crying wore you out. You knew you fell asleep on the couch but when you woke up you were in your room.

Alone.

John should be home. They won the war but was it worth it? You started crying again. Then a sleepy Lafayette appeared in the doorway. "Mon amie?" He asked and stumbled into the room.

"I miss him. It's only been a few days...and I can't cope." You bawled. Lafayette crawled up on the bed and held you.

"But you need to mon amie." He urged you. "You need to for this person." He said and laid a hand on your flat stomach. "They will need you at your best."

You sniffed and looked at him. "Will you help me?" You asked.

"Quelle?"

"Laf, I'm a mess. But you're right. This little one," you laid a hand on your stomach. "They will need me, rely on me. I can't let them down. But I need help." You begged with silent tears still falling.

"Mon amie, I will give you all the assistance you require." He vowed. At the moment, you just needed to hold you and help calm you down. And Lafayette did that.

---

Lafayette was around constantly. He was really trying to get you back to your old self. You didn't know of that person was still there. If that person does still exist, they were buried too deep for even you to reach.

Lafayette was there, almost 9 months later, when you gasped as some pain shot through you. "Mon amie!" Lafayette said in worry.

"Go get a doctor please!" You begged. He was up and leaving quickly. The pain slightly subsided for a few minutes. It continued coming in burst. The doctor came and announced what you already knew.

You were going into labor.

At the announcement, Lafayette left to give you some privacy. Some more pain shot through you. "Lafayette! Come back!" You yelled in pain. He was immediately at your side, like usual. You latched onto Lafayette's hand and squeezed it. You heard a slight grunt but didn't complain.

After excruciating hours, the pain stopped and there was a small cry. You panted as Lafayette freed his hand and went to go get the baby.  "It's a petite fille." He placed the baby, wrapped in pink blankets.

You nearly cried when you saw her for the first time. See had a full head of hair, a few stands curling. You could see some freckles doting her round checks. Her eyes, which were in alternating between slipping to sleep and trying to see everything, we're dark like John's. She looked so much like her father. "Frances Eleanor Laurens." You stated firmly. "That's her name." You leaned down and kissed her head. "I love you so much."

Lafayette crouched next to the bed you had laid on. "She beautiful, mon amie." He said quietly.

"She looks like John." You whispered as you looked at your sleeping little girl. Lafayette ran a hand over her head, her curls, and smiled sadly.

---

Over the next few months Lafayette helped you raise Frances. She was a blessing to you. You may not have been who you were before but you were close. You loved her with your whole heart and she connected you to John.

You were laid on a couch with Frances in your arms. You raised her up over your head, cooing uncomprehensively. Lafayette was sat in a chair next to the couch. He had a book open in his lap but he was staring at you and your daughter with a smile on his face. Frances was giggling at your from where you where holding her elevated. "Mama is being silly, isn't she?" You asked your little girl. You sat up and brought Frances down. You sat her on your lap. She stared at you. "Yeah, mama is acting weird."

"Ma. Ma." Frances stuttered out. Your eyes widened. "Mama!" She said louder and happily.

"Yes! Mama, that's me!" You said happily and kissed her forehead. "Mama loves you so much." You looked over at Lafayette. "Did you hear her?"

Lafayette nodded with a smile. "Oui mon amie.” It was Frances first words. You were in high spirits the rest of the day.

A few days later, you heard Lafayette speaking to Frances. Sometimes it was English, other times French. Right now it seemed to be a combination. Lafayette had a habit of saying terms of endearment in his native tongue. You leaned against the doorframe to watch their interaction. Lafayette didn’t seem to notice your presence. “Hello there petit ange.” he cooed as he looked at her laying in her crib. He smiled while he scooped her up. He held her in her arms and bounced her slightly. She had her fingers in her mouth, though she was having trouble keeping them there while she was being bounced. She took her fingers from her mouth to stare at Lafayette.

“Da da.” She cooed. You and Lafayette had the same reaction. Complete and utter shut down for a moment.

“Non. Frances I am not your père.” He tried to tell her. But Frances just didn’t understand.

“Da da.” She squealed happily. All she saw was a man who’s been there her whole life. Hell, before she was even born Lafayette voice was the one she heard about as much as your own. It was a logical conclusion for an infant to reach.

“Non. Your father is not moi.” Lafayette tried once more. She just looked at him as she stuck her fingers in her back in her mouth. “He’s a much different man than me. He’s-“

“Laf.” You interrupted. He spun to find you walking into the room. “She can’t understand,” you sighed and took Frances from him. “All she knows is you’ve been there her whole life.” You walked out of the nursery golding your daughter. Lafayette was trailing behind you but you walked into your room and shut the door in his face. You felt bad but you needed the privacy. You plopped down on your bed and sighed as you looked down at the little girl in your arms.

“Your daddy would love you so much.” You said sadly. “You have his curly hair.” Her hair had grow longer and had tight curls through it. “And your face has freckles all over it, just like Daddy.” You said and kissed one of her cheeks. She giggled. “Your daddy was a great man, He fought for your future, even if he never knew it. He made the world safe and sound for you.” You told her repeating the same thing John told you so long ago. “But you’ll never get to meet him.” Your daughter stared at you and you realized you had tears staining your cheeks. The door opened and Lafayette peaked in. He took in your composure before deciding against leaving you alone.

Lafayette took your daughter from your arms and placed her in a pram you had in your room from before she slept in her nursery. “Mon amie?” He asked.

“Why did he have to die?” You asked sadly.

Lafayette shrugged. “Perhaps for you and your petit ange. Mon amie, I know you miss him dearly, but he died for a cause he saw as noble. Had he known that would be the outcome, he would’ve stayed with you. Had he known you were expecting, he would’ve stayed with you.” He sat down beside you on the bed.

“So why are you staying with me?” You asked. “Seriously, all I do is ask for your help. So why are you still putting up with me?”

“Why wouldn’t I? Mon amie, I uh…I still like you. I never stopped.” He mumbled.

“Never? Laf, I chose John over you. How can you still like me?”

“Like I said when you picked Monsieur Laurens, I want you to be happy. If I wasn’t the one to make you happy then so be it. Then John was gone and you weren’t happy. I was willing to stay with you in any attempt to cheer you up.” He shrugged. “I guess I'm not doing a very good job.” He concluded.

“Laf, you’ve done more for me then you could ever know. More for Frances then you needed to. You have helped cheer me up, ever so slightly. Then I realized that Frances will never know he dad, her real dad. That you’re around so much and helping out to the extent that she thinks you’re her dad.” You sighed. “John will never know her and she’ll never know John.”

“Non, but you can always tell her. She’ll know about her dad. I won’t pretend to be her father but I will continue to stay here and help as long as you need.” Lafayette vowed. You looked up at him. Acting on impulse, you leaned in and kissed him. Lafayette was surprised and yet his arm came to wrap around your lower waist. He pulled back. “Quelle?” He squeaked out as he stared down at you.

“You’ve always been there. For both me and Frances. You may not be her father but you will be who she considers her dad. Of course I’ll tell Frances about John some day, but until then, you’ll be her dad. If you want that is…” You trailed off. “You really care about me and over these last few months I’ve come to care for you as well.”

You squeaked as Lafayette pressed his lips to yours. You broke apart as Frances started whinning. Lafayette pulled away and stood quickly. She calmed as soon as Lafayette picked her up. He walked back over and sat down by you. Frances was looking up at the both of you. Lafayette leaned over and pressed another short kiss to your lips. Frances giggled from her spot in Lafayette’s arms. “Ma ma! Da da!” She cooed happily.

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