#life’s been so busy lately sorry for taking too long to answer D:

[lovexdeepspace]

“life without you.”

summary; months after breaking up with them, they come for reconciliation.

warnings; heartbreak, break-ups

note; wowowow the first part to this blew up and i am so beyond thankful for all the love! after this comes more requests :D

!! divider by @cafekitsune !!

first part | angst ending

“we should probably see other people.”

༊*·˚. xavier

it had been a couple of months since you broke things off with xavier and the way his face had contorted into one of subtle shock made you feel, well, better about things. although it had pained you to say the words, knowing that he was instantly hit with something — be it guilt, regret, sadness, whatever — made you feel better knowing it meant he still cared enough about you.

though the months of silence that followed had you second guessing that notion, no matter how many times you tried to tell yourself it was normal for this to happen and that you should take advantage of this time. you would never admit to anyone the many nights you would spend on your couch, waiting around late at night hoping that knock would come on your door and your sleepy hunter would be on the other side.

perhaps you ended up manifesting it one too many times, however, because now you stand pj-clad in your doorway with one hand on your hip and a raised brow as xavier held out a round, marshmallow-looking stuffed bunny to you.

“what’s this?” you deadpanned, knowing exactly what he was doing — you just wanted to hear him say it.

xavier’s lips pressed into a tight line as he avoided your eyes and muttered, “i really screwed up. i didn’t realize how good things were with you until i lost you.”

you stayed silent, motioning for him to continue when he glanced your way.

“i don’t deserve to ask you for forgiveness, let alone should i expect you to take me back,” he said, holding your gaze, “but i’d be even more of a fool not to try. i’m so, so sorry i put you in such a shitty situation.”

xavier pushed the bunny a little closer to you, brightening a bit as you took it into your arms. it was soft and downright adorable, a stuffed reflection of the man in front of you(though, again, something else on the list of things that wouldn’t be admitted by you).

“i don’t expect you to answer me any time soon,” he added quickly, filling the silence, “so i’ll just —“

“xavier.”

the blonde immediately shut his mouth, giving you his rapt attention. with a sigh you look from the bunny to him before extending a hand to him, albeit hesitantly.

“i was in the middle of watching a movie,” you said, earning a confused look. “do you want to finish it with me?”

if your heart wasn’t racing by that point, the way xavier’s face broke out in a grin before he grabbed your hand excitedly and pulled you into your own apartment had it pounding against your rib cage like a drum.

༊*·˚. rafayel

you recieved a torrent of snarky, snappy texts following your brief break-up with rafayel. he switched between gaslighting you that nothing was happening and that you were overreacting to him acting nonchalant about the whole thing; it was so bad that you had to block his number before you even got back to your apartment, which was a few blocks away.

it was weird to not have your phone blowing up all day long but, at the same time, the silence was a sort of reprieve while you dealt with the emotional repercussions of the whole situation. it allowed you some peace of mind and gave you the space needed to cope and, with the months that followed, grow more comfortable with not being in a relationship anymore.

you had finally found yourself at peace once again, keeping yourself busy with things to do like trying out the new restaurant downtown. as you were getting ready to head out, a knock came from your front door.

“just a minute!” you called, adjusting the collar of your blouse in the mirror before heading to the door and opening it. “oh.”

standing in front of you was rafayel and thomas, the latter giving you a sweet smile and a wave.

“nice to see you!” he chirped before giving rafayel a shove on the shoulder and gesturing to you. “i’ll be in the car.”

“good seeing you, too, thomas,” you called as he walked off, then turned to rafayel. “so. it took your manager forcing you for you to come see me?”

rafayel pouted at you and crossed his arms over his chest. “last i checked, you’re the one who blocked my number.”

you barked out a laugh, unsure as to why you’d be surprised about the audacity of this man. “well, maybe it’s because you tried to downplay my feelings!”

“well i’m sorry, okay?” rafayel retorted, matching your raised volume. “there, happy?”

“happy?” you echoed, running a hand down your face. “rafayel, if you really think —”

“you’re right.”

you froze, biting back the rest of your statement and raising a brow. “i’m right?”

rafayel nodded, dropping his arms to his sides. “i fucked up. like truly, undoubtedly fucked up. and here i am, thinking i can just say sorry and fix it all but that’s not how it works. i’ve got this whole front to keep up to protect my stupid ego but. . .” he sniffles and you realize there are tears in his eyes but he continues before you can speak up.

“fuck my ego,” he spat, clearly more angry at himself with every word he spoke. “my life has been complete and utter shit without you in it. i thought i knew what i was doing but i was wrong and i can’t even begin to express how sorry i am. i don’t deserve forgiveness or anything from you but gods you deserved an apology and i hope this is at least somewhat sufficient.”

rafayel sniffled again, the tip of his nose reddening as he wiped at his eyes. you were shocked to say the least, rooted to the spot as you watched the man you always thought to be so invulnerable breaking down in front of you.

slowly you reached out and your hands pulled his away from his face. he looked at you with wide, teary eyes as your hands cupped his face, your thumbs brushing the few remaining tears away. he whispered your name and you sighed, feeling all the hardened feelings towards the artist and your breakup softening to mush.

“i’ve missed you,” he whispered, leaning into your touch, and everything gets thrown out the window as you press a quick kiss to his forehead, then his cheeks, then the corner of his lips.

“i missed you too,” you said quietly. “come inside — i’ll tell thomas that i’ll drive you home later.”

༊*·˚. zayne

his coldness towards you was to be expected but still stung more than you could’ve expected. what made the break-up even worse was that you had to do it at the hospital and she was present for it all. you had tripped over your words and felt like a fool but knew, deep down, it needed to be done to prevent you from spending another sleepless night.

you had accounted for the way you’d feel when you’d find his clothes in your laundry; you’d accounted for the way your heart would surge whenever the rare occurrence came that you’d see him out and about in linkon city; everything was thought out and prepared for to avoid feeling too harshly.

what you had failed to account for, however, was how you’d feel when you came home one day to find zayne sitting on your couch with at least ten different bouquets of flowers surrounding him.

first it was shock — you quite literally dropped all your belongings. zayne raised an eyebrow at your reaction as if it wasn’t incredibly surprising to see him sitting in your apartment after having months of no contact.

second it was realization — you hadn’t taken your spare key back. as soon as it hit you your shock wore off and you groaned, running a hand down your face. after a long day at work this was the last thing you were expecting and needed.

last came the indifference. you gestured to him, then to the door. zayne stood slowly and walked around the bouquets, heading for the door. you were surprised up until he shut the door and headed back to his original spot on the couch.

“zayne,” you deadpanned. “that was a sign for you to leave.”

“do you really want me to leave?” the doctor asked, his steely gaze sending shivers down your spine.

no. “why are you even here?” you asked, defeated, purposely avoiding the question. “months of not talking and you suddenly appear in my apartment? what gives?”

“i need to apologize,” zayne replied bluntly, gesturing to the plethora of flowers surrounding him. “did the flowers not make that obvious? are they not enough? should i have gotten more?”

he looked somewhat distraught as he looked around him and you shook your head with a sigh to cover up the way the corners of your mouth twitched. you’d hardly seen zayne so stressed let alone stressed over flowers and if they were enough for you.

“zayne, the flowers are lovely,” you assured him. “more than i know what to do with, though.”

zayne nodded slowly, a bit more at ease. he stood once more and walked over to you, stopping right in front of you. he took a deep breath and looked you square in the eye, though you noted the way his eyes flitted down to your lips for a split second.

“what i did, how i treated you, all of it was unacceptable,” he said softly and you couldn’t help but already feel him worming his way through your walls. “i don’t know what i was thinking — or if i was even thinking at all. you are the most caring, respectful, and loving partner anyone could ever ask for. i was so lucky to have you by my side and i foolishly messed everything up.”

you wanted to reach out and wrap your arms around him, truly, but he still looked as if he had more to say so you held yourself back for a moment longer.

“you are everything to me,” he said, “and i will do whatever i need to do to regain your trust, your love, everything. however long it takes — days, months, years, nothing else matters to me more than you.”

you were in awe of the man standing before you, so moved by his words and actions that you couldn’t help but wind your arms around him and pull him close to you. you could feel him relax in your embrace, something that nobody else could do no matter what. with your cheek pressed to his chest, you smiled to yourself as you felt him press a kiss to the crown of your head and his arms wrap tightly around you.

“since i went a little overboard with the flowers,” he mumbled, “do you think we should take them down to the hospital and give them out to the patients?”

there he was. your zayne. sweet, compassionate, loving zayne.

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#love and deepspace #rafayel #lads rafayel #rafayel x reader #lads xavier #lads zayne #xavier #xavier x reader #zayne x reader #zayne #rafayel love and deepspace #xavier love and deepspace #zayne love and deepspace

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Criminal Minds Incorrect Quotes:

Hotch: Damn, the power went out.

Y/N: Don’t worry, I got this.

Y/N: *shakes rapidly and starts to light up*

Hotch: What-?

Y/N: I swallowed a glow stick!

Hotch, on the verge of tears: WHY WOULD YOU-

Derek , throwing their head into Y/N's lap: Tell me I'm pretty!

Y/N, lovingly stroking their hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are.

Y/N: I can’t believe all these people are wearing black. black is supposed to be my thing, they’re all just posers.

Derek : Y/N, for the last time, we’re at a funeral.

Garcia : You spent all our money on THIS??

Y/N, putting tiny raincoats on ducklings: They live outside. They need this.

Garcia : Treat spiders the way you want to be treated.

Y/N: Killed without hesitation.

The Team: 👀 *blink blink*

JJ: Life is like Y/N. It's short.

Y/N: Where are you going?

JJ: To either get ice cream or commit a felony. I'll decide on the way.

Y/N: Why does my arm shake and turn bright red when I’m eating dirt?

Emily :

Emily : Why are you eating dirt?

Y/N: Did I ask you if I should eat dirt? No, so answer my question.

An: Fucking Cannon

Emily : Don’t preach to me about romance, Y/N. I had a three-way in a hot-air balloon.

Rossi, looking at their reflection: Now, that's rubbish. Who's that supposed to be?

Y/N: Well, that's you.

Rossi: Me?! Is that what I look like?

Y/N: You don't know?

Rossi: Busy day.

Rossi: Well, Y/N and I finally did it!

The rest of the squad: *gasps, shocked expressions, etc.*

Rossi: That's right... We kissed!

Spencer : *Answers phone.* Hello?

Y/N: It's Y/N.

Spencer : What did they do this time?

Y/N: No, it's me, Spencer . It's actually me.

Spencer : What did you do this time?

Spencer : Are you an ‘arr’ pirate or a ‘yo ho ho’ pirate?

Y/N: I’m a ‘I’m not paying $600 for photoshop’ pirate.

Spencer : I find it very unseemly of Garcia to start dating again. Isn't the customary period of mourning 10 years?

Y/N: Die. Let's find out.

Garcia : Who knew getting in trouble would be so impossible?

Spencer : I gotta give you credit, Y/N. You make it look easy.

Y/N: Years of practice.

Hotch : Sorry, I'm late to the party. I've been doing things.

Y/N, entering in an unbuttoned shirt: I got caught up doing things too.

Rossi: Wow, Hotch was late too! What a coincidence!

Y/N: So what’s the plan?

Rossi: I don’t know. You’re smart, *points at Hotch * they’re mean, come up with something.

Y/N: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming?

Spencer : Can everyone in this godforsaken group please learn the skill called "Think Before You Speak"?

Elle: Ya know... it might be.

Y/N: So... who's the big spoon and who's the little spoon?

Elle: We're chopsticks!

Y/N: Well... that's cute!

Y/N: Does that mean you two snuggle together perfectly?

Spencer : No, it means that if you take the other away, the only thing the other is good for is stabbing.

Emily : For self defense reasons, I'm going to pretend to be a burglar and you guys have to act wisely.

Y/N, Spencer , & Derek : Okay.

Emily : If you don't want to die, give me all your money.

Y/N: Bold of you to assume I have money.

Spencer : Bold of you to assume I don't want to die.

Derek : Bold of you to assume I can die.

JJ, texting in the group chat: I wonder what Apple shots would look like?

Y/N: *Sends a picture of of a syringe with an apple slice shoddily edited inside*

Emily : *Sends a picture of a shot glass with an Apple poorly drawn inside*

Garcia : *Sends picture of person dunking a Basketball into the hoop but replaced the basketball with a poorly resized apple*

JJ: I hate all of you.

Spencer : Time for plan G.

Y/N: Don’t you mean plan B?

Spencer : No, we tried plan B a long time ago. I had to skip over plan C due to technical difficulties.

Rossi: What about plan D?

Spencer : Plan D was that desperate disguise attempt half an hour ago.

Hotch : What about plan E?

Spencer : I’m hoping not to use it. Derek dies in plan E.

Derek: I like plan E.

An: I didn’t include Gideon because fuck that guy!

#criminal minds headcanons #criminal minds #criminal minds incorrect quotes #aaron hotchner #spencer reid #derek morgan #emily prentiss #jennifer jereau #jj criminal minds #penelope garcia #elle greenaway #criminal minds x reader #david rossi

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Silver Springs Part 4

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x reader

Word count: ~9.5k

Summary: Wanda tries to leave her mob life behind to start a family with you

A/N: The crack has begun. Things start to happen. Enjoy. 

Chapter Warnings: Mentions of illness and cheating, use of medical jargon. 

Your day at work flies by which is both a blessing and a curse. You’re so busy that you barely have time to think about what happened last night. You’re not on edge until you take Boone out into the yard to exercise for a while. You go between watching him run around the fenced in yard and looking around you for someone watching you. You don’t see anyone, not that you expected to see anyone who’s stalking you. You very rarely see the people, mostly Bucky, that Wanda has following you, and today is no different. You figure that if there’s anyone on your tail other than Bucky, he’d know about it. Still, you take Boone back inside after only about 10 minutes because you get a little antsy just sitting around. That and you feel a headache coming on. You groan and roll your shoulders as you head back in. You only have about an hour until you can leave.

Wanda had been on the phone for most of the day. She was getting irritated because she was calling people in an attempt to get the impossible done. She wanted bulletproofing within the next 48 hours and unfortunately all of the money in the world couldn’t speed up this process. Unfortunately, it was an availability issue and her supplier could have it produced by the end of the week, but not installed until mid-next week.

This of course isn’t good enough, but as Wanda resorts all the way to Plan D, she realizes that she just has to cut her losses. She’s certain that she won’t get you to stay away from home for that long, but maybe you’ll agree to a little bit longer than you’d initially discussed. Hopefully you liked being around family again.

Wanda’s about to call her first supplier back to confirm that the timeline works for her when she gets a call from Bucky. She answers immediately because he only calls if it’s urgent. She tries not to panic too much as she waits for the bad news.

“Bucky, what’s happened?”

Bucky immediately realizes he should have just sent the redhead a text, but he’d been in a hurry. He was getting ready to follow you as you and Boone leave work. You had left a little earlier than expected because you had a headache and you wanted to get to the compound before it was too bad. You weren’t sure if Wanda would be waiting there for you, but all you could think about was lying down.

“Sorry. Nothing’s wrong. I was just calling to let you know that we’re leaving now.”

Wanda looks at her watch before she mutters a curse under her breath. She hadn’t realized how late it was, and she still had to pack. She sighs as she does quick math and realizes that she won’t be there until later tonight. She says this to Bucky who just claims that he’s got it handled, and Wanda believes him. She just doesn’t like the idea of not being with you while all of this is going on. She figures she can finish this one last thing and then pack up and leave.

“Okay, I’ll be there hopefully in a few hours.”

By the time you and Bucky make it to the compound your headache is near excruciating. You don’t get out of the car immediately and despite Boone’s protests, you stay with your head against the wheel for a solid minute before Bucky comes up to figure out what’s going on. You groan as you turn off the car and reach for a pair of sunglasses before you open the door and let Boone out.

“You okay?”

You shake your head as you step outside and close your eyes with a sigh. Bucky’s already opened the back door to unbuckle Boone and grab his leash as you try to not vomit from the sudden wave of nausea that hits you.

“I have a killer migraine and need a nap. You didn’t tell anyone I was coming did you?”

Your question is answered when you watch him look over your shoulder. You don’t have time to brace yourself for whoever it is when you feel someone run into you and wrap you into a tight hug.

“Y/n!”

You can’t help but flinch at the volume, but you smile nevertheless as you attempt to turn around and greet your friend.

“Good to see you too, Yelena. We need to catch up after this migraine goes away.”

You watch as the blonde squints before looking between you and Bucky as she grabs your bag from you and starts to lead you inside.

“You heard her Bucky, go away.”

You can’t help but laugh as Bucky rolls his eyes and just follows behind you with Boone’s leash in hand.

“Ha ha. Very funny.”

Turns out the compound hasn’t changed that much. You don’t pay much attention to anything but the length of the elevator ride up to your floor as you squeeze your eyes shut.

“Sorry you feel like shit.”

You smile before you shake your head and mutter that it’s fine. You wish you could take the time to catch up with your friend and tell her all about what happened, but you are getting closer and closer to being unable to stand.

“Thanks. I’ll come find you later when I feel less like death, okay?”

When you and Yelena arrive to your old room the blonde hands you your bag and Boone runs in as soon as you open the door.

“You better.”

She leaves and you close and lock the door behind you. It’s a habit and you don’t think twice as you hurry through the main room and over to the bedroom.  You flop down on it gracelessly. It’s been cleaned for your arrival and you bask in the smell of clean sheets as you try to think about nothing but feeling better. You sigh when you hear Boone jump up on the bed next to you and you don’t have the energy to tell him to get off. You toss and turn for a while trying to figure out what’s better for your headache. The pillow over your head blocks out the dim light coming from the window, but it makes your pulse louder, clearer and you eventually just give up and curl up into a ball under the covers.

 You fall asleep after about 20 minutes of feeling your pulse pound behind your eyes.

Wanda arrives at the compound near 7 o’clock with Steve and what she hopes is enough clothes to get you through the week. She rolls one of the suitcases, Steve has the other two, toward the elevators. She’s already texting you to figure out where you are when the elevator dings and the doors open to reveal someone on the other side.

“Welcome back, sestra.”

Wanda smiles despite her exhausting day and the stress headache brewing, and she hugs her brother tightly. They hug for a little longer than normal before Pietro backs off and shoots his sister a worried look.

“As nice as it is to have you back for a while, I wish it was for better reasons.”

Wanda nods with a sigh as she agrees with the older Maximoff’s sentiment. She had been meaning to visit at the end of the week, but the shooter had forced her hand. As much as she hates to admit it, she’s worried that she can’t keep you safe and this is the safest place she knows.

“Agreed. We’ll have to catch up once I’m settled.”

Pietro nods as he grabs his sister’s suitcase despite her protest before leading her into the elevator. She sighs with another smile as Steve follows them in before the doors shut. Wanda takes a closer look at her brother and notices that he’s dressed up a little more than she’d expect. She knows this isn’t for her and she smirks slightly.

“Important meeting today?”

Pietro looks confused for a moment before Wanda pointedly looks him up and down. Pietro tries to cover up his nerves with a cough, and he shoots Steve a glare when he notices the blonde grinning.

“Uh, actually I have a date later tonight.”

Wanda’s a little surprised and she doesn’t hide it well, but luckily her bother doesn’t take offense. She knows he’s a catch, despite his arrogance, but he’s also almost as paranoid as she is. The fact that he’s stepping out and dating is a little unexpected.

“Really? Do I know them?”

Pietro shakes his head before saying that it’s casual, and Wanda doesn’t have a chance to question this before the elevator sounds again signaling their arrival. Wanda just nods thoughtfully before she steps out onto the floor that she hasn’t seen in months. She glances back at her phone and frowns when she realizes that you haven’t responded. She decides that she’ll wait to get unpacked, and she’ll simply drop off your things before searching for you.

“Well, I hope you have fun. I look forward to hearing all about it.”

Pietro blushes again before waving his sister off and changing the subject quickly.

“Yeah, yeah. We’ll see. Where’s your lady? I thought she’d come visit her favorite Maximoff.”

Wanda would usually roll her eyes but she’s a little shocked to hear that you hadn’t made the rounds yet. That was typically the first thing you did when you arrived at the compound. You’d say hi to everyone and this included her brother despite his over-the-top flirting and occasional egotistical behavior.

“Let’s find out.”

Wanda opens the door to their rooms and is met by silence as she walks inside. She doesn’t have to wonder where you are for long when Boone comes barreling out of the bedroom to meet them. He is in full guard dog mode until he spots Wanda and he starts to wag his tail as he runs over to her. She pets him for a moment before she heads to the bedroom to see what you’re up to.

Pietro and Steve trail behind curiously, but they don’t want to get in the way as Wanda hurries to check on you.

“Y/n?”

She realizes that the lights are off and you must be sleeping. She’s about to leave you be when she spots you tossing and turning on top of the sheets. You’re sweating and breathing hard and it takes Wanda a moment to figure out that you’re not having a nightmare. She’s seen those before and this is different, but she doesn’t spend too much time overthinking it as she rushes over to you.

“Y/n, what’s wrong? What’s going on?”

Wanda quickly reaches out for you and her panic only worsens when she feels how hot your forehead is. She doesn’t notice Steve step inside when he hears how worried Wanda sounds as she finds one of your hands and squeezes.

“Detka, it’s Wanda. Can you open your eyes for me?”

You weren’t sure if Wanda was really there until you feel her grab your hand, and your eyes fly open. You’re sweating profusely and you feel like your heart is going to jump out of your chest, or just plain stop with how quickly it’s beating. You can’t find the words to communicate this so you guide Wanda with a shaky hand to your chest so she can feel for herself.

When Wanda rests her hand against you and feels how fast your heart’s racing, she turns around to find Steve. She hadn’t expected him to be in the room already, but she’s glad that he’s nearby when this happened.

“Steve! We need to get her down to medical.”

The trip downstairs was a blur and you were barely conscious by the time you arrived. Steve had carried you the entire way while Wanda followed with both Pietro and Boone in tow. Pietro was on the phone making sure the best doctors would be downstairs by the time they got there, mentioning who  was on their way. Whether she liked it or not, Wanda had become good friends with some of the doctors that worked for her. She’d had to see them more often than she’d care to admit or tell her wife, but she was eternally grateful that one of her favorites was waiting for her when she arrived.

“Dr. Palmer.”

The other redhead immediately steps forward and motions for Steve to set Y/n down in the bed that’s already surrounded by nurses.

“Wanda. Tell me what happened.”

Wanda is about to speak up and tell her all that she knew which unfortunately wasn’t much when Bucky storms into the room. He looks a little harried and Wanda has to stop herself from yelling at him to try and figure out what happened to you. Instead, she looks back to the doctor with a sigh as she looked between you and Bucky.

“I just got here to find her feverish and incoherent. I don’t know what happened to her.”

Bucky is quick to speak up as he turns to Dr. Palmer and the nurses who are getting you hooked up to various monitoring equipment. You are still unresponsive when someone puts a large needle in your arm, and unfortunately Bucky doesn’t have much to add.

“She had a headache when she left work, but she was fine otherwise. She didn’t even leave the clinic today.”

Wanda is about to ask more when she hears her name being spoken in a near whisper. She turns to see you looking at her with a pained expression. She walks past the doctor and everyone else to reach your side, and you flinch slightly as you’re poked again for blood, but you speak up before Wanda can go off on someone. She’s always at her worst when you’re concerned, and you don’t want her to snap at some poor unsuspecting soul.

“What is it, Y/n?”

You look to Bucky before meeting your wife’s worried gaze again. You hold up a hand and Wanda’s quick to grab it before lowering them both back down to your chest. She takes a moment to take in your warm skin and how just beneath it she can feel your slightly slower, but still racing heart.

“I’m okay, Wands.”

Wanda meets your earnest gaze and has several arguments on her the tip of her tongue, but you anticipate this and beat her to it. You take a deep breath before you bring your wife’s hand to your lips with a smile. You kiss it in an attempt to placate her before you whisper.

“My lunch tasted a little weird, but I was hungry, so…”

Wanda’s eyes widen at your words and she immediately scowls at the idea of someone poisoning your food. She looks to Bucky who is already nodding in understanding. He needs to run an errand.

“Find out who’s responsible for this. Take Steve with you.”

You shoot your friends an apologetic look that they miss as they near run out of the room. As the door opens Boone is racing through it in search of you. Pietro had hung back with him since he wasn’t allowed inside, but he quickly scurried after him as the shepherd charged into the room. He came in growling and several people jumped, but you just held out your free hand for him.

“Boone, settle down bud.”

Wanda turns to her brother before speaking rapid fire Sokovian with him. You miss most of it while you pet your panting and whining dog, but you notice when they’re finished as Pietro starts to leave.

“Where’s my favorite Maximoff going?”

Pietro can’t help but smile at this while your wife rolls her eyes at you. He walks back toward your bedside and smiles at you and reaches out for your other hand.

“Good to see you, kid. Sorry you feel like this. We’ll take care of whoever did it.”

You don’t miss your wife’s near-murderous look as she thinks about what she’ll do to whoever is responsible for this. You try not to think about that right now as you grab your brother-in-law’s hand with a smile. You look at him again and almost laugh at how he’s dressed up for maybe the third time since you’ve met him.

“You clean up nicely. You have a date or something?”

You and Pietro talk for a while as the doctor and nurses discuss your blood work and treatments. You don’t pay a lot of attention to it because you’re too tired to really care. That and you know that you’re safe here. Wanda wouldn’t let anyone do anything to harm you here. You look around briefly for Boone and when you don’t find him immediately you frown. Wanda seems to realize this and she just smiles before motioning to underneath your bed.

“He’s under there. Keeping watch.”

You smile at this and open your mouth to respond when a sharp pain in your head makes you cringe. You curse and close your eyes before taking a deep breath to push away the pain. You suppose you should be sleeping. Wanda seems to realize this and Pietro does too because he leaves shortly after with a hug and a promise to check on you soon.

“Have fun on your date.”

He smiles at you before he looks to Wanda and nods toward the door. She is reluctant to leave you, but she does need to talk to him before he leaves for a while. Wanda looks back to you and smiles when she sees Boone’s reappeared from under your bed.

“I’ll be right back, detka, okay?”

You nod and watch as the twins disappear through the door. You take a moment to look and see what you’re being treated with before deciding to take a nap.

“Let me handle this, Wanda. You stay with Y/n until she’s feeling better. I’ll have Bucky call Christine with whatever answers he finds, okay?”

Wanda wants to argue because she would love nothing more than to put a bullet through the head of whoever drugged you. However, her desire to make sure you’re safe and well-taken care of overrides this at the moment. She sighs in defeat before she nods in agreement. She doesn’t need to handle this personally, she just needs to make sure it’s handled, and since she’d tasked Steve and Bucky to do so she knew it would happen. She hugs her brother goodbye before returning to find you and Boone cuddling. His head is resting beside your leg and you have a hand on his head while you sleep soundly.

She just sighs as she moves one of the chairs closer to you and sits down to watch you sleep. She doesn’t know how long the staff will put up with Boone being in here, but she figures she can give him a little bit longer before she banishes him. She watches you breathe steadily as you sleep and her thoughts begin to run wild as she considers what the hell could be going on.

She knew that she shouldn’t have let you go into work today. Last night should have clued her into how much someone wanted to reach you. Not just the person stalking you at work, but someone shooting up the house to try and kill Boone. Then this? Wanda wasn’t sure why someone wanted to get rid of you so badly but it terrified her. She wasn’t one to run and hide with her tail tucked between her legs, but she needed time to make a plan. She had to figure out who was calling the shots on all of this, and that started with calling her prime suspect.

Despite having just told her brother that she would let other people handle it, she knew she had to be the one to confront this particular person. He wouldn’t respond well to someone else going on her behalf, so she promised that as soon as you were up again and stable, she’d tell you her plan and hopefully return before you miss her.

Strucker had not been expecting Wanda to change her mind and insist on meeting today. It was very late, and he didn’t really have time today, but one didn’t keep someone like Wanda Maximoff waiting without consequence. He was curious as to why she wanted to meet after insisting that he give up on any communication.

He’s sipping on a bourbon when Wanda walks into the bar. He immediately realizes that she’s tense, and she spots him quickly and heads over to his table. He’d ordered her a drink, but he’d be shocked if she actually drank it. Not only was she deeply paranoid, but it seemed like she wanted to get right down to business.

“Strucker.”

Wanda slides into the opposite side of the booth with barely a nod of acknowledgement. It took a lot for her to not come in here guns blazing so to speak, and she took a deep breath as she looked to the smiling man across from her.

“Ms. Maximoff this is quite the surprise. May I ask what changed your mind?”

Wanda takes a moment to study the older man across from her. He seems as smug as he usually does, but he also appears genuinely curious. Whether or not he knows what’s happened, or if he’s played a role in it, Wanda can’t tell. However, she knows that she can’t just sit back and be on the defensive anymore.

“I haven’t called you to talk about business. I haven’t changed my mind about that, Strucker, but I do need to discuss something with you.”

Strucker’s confusion turns to intrigue almost too quickly for Wanda to notice, but she sees it and presses on before he can speak. She glances behind Strucker to the two body guards she’s planted to keep things on the up and up.

“Someone’s been stupid enough to try and hurt my wife, twice, and I can’t help but wonder if this particular person is just a spiteful business partner who can’t take no for an answer.”

Wanda watches quite the emotional journey as she glares at the man in front of her angrily. She waits impatiently as he comes up with a response. He struggles to find the words and he eventually just shakes his head with a seemingly ingenuous expression.

“I had no idea. No-nothing to do with this I assure you, but I’ll see what I can find out.”

Wanda simply stares at him for a full minute as she tries to determine how honest he’s being. Strucker’s always been a little difficult to work with. Although he has claimed to be in agreement most times, sometimes he feigned being cooperative and tried doing things his own way. It infuriated Wanda to no end, but she wasn’t sure if he would betray her outright. She especially wasn’t sure if he had the balls to do something like this. He had to know how it would end for him.

“Now why would you do that?”

Wanda sits up and eyes the older man curiously as he answered without hesitation. He almost laughed but he held back because he could tell that the redhead wanted blood and he didn’t want to give her a reason to go after his.

“Because even though I had nothing to do with this I want to remain on your good side. You might be retired Mrs. Maximoff, but you are still a formidable adversary.”

Wanda scowls at this despite how truthful. She briefly wishes he could talk like a human being instead of some ass-backwards politician, but that’s a battle for a different day. Or if she does as she says she will, for never. She eventually caves with a sigh as she eyes Strucker suspiciously. Despite his claim, Wanda knows that he won’t be doing anything for her without a little something for himself. She’s not sure if she’s willing to give it to him.

“I already have people on it. What makes you think I need your help?”

She’s not bluffing. She has nearly a dozen people working around the clock to figure out who snuck onto her property last night, and who could have poisoned you today. So far, she’s heard nothing about either, but she was going to check in as soon as she left here. Strucker simply smiles widely at her and she has to remind herself to keep her gun holstered when he laughs harshly. Her glare goes ignored as he drains the rest of his drink before raising an eyebrow.

“Would you be here if you didn’t need my help?”

Wanda grits her teeth before sitting up so she’s closer to being on his level.

“I’m here because I was—am fairly certain you’re involved. I’m just not sure how yet. The timing is too coincidental for you not to be.”

At that Wanda stands up to leave but before she can step away from the table Strucker’s speaking again. She stops short and briefly contemplates shooting him for what he says next.

“If it’s any consolation, if I was behind this, your wife would already be dead.”

Wanda digs her nails into the palm of her hand and grits her teeth as she turns back to see Strucker looking at her with a straight face. He’s telling the truth and despite how much she wanted him to be the answer, she realizes right then that he wasn’t responsible for this. He was competent enough to get a job done the first time. This unfortunately left her back at square one.

You’re still asleep when Wanda returns. She doesn’t go to see you immediately because she has to check in with a few people first, but she makes sure to ask Bucky how you are doing as soon as she sees him. He’s going back and forth between medical and Pietro as they try to get to the bottom of things. Apparently, she wasn’t hiding her anxiety well and Bucky picks up on it immediately as they both head toward the elevator to Pietro’s office.

“Y/n’s doing, okay?”

Last report was that you were sleeping, but stable. You’re being treated for pain and your bloodwork came back consistent with heavy metal poisoning, so you were being treated with an antidote for that. Apparently, it was now just a waiting game while the toxins left your system, but this wasn’t enough for Wanda. She wanted you feeling better now, despite how irrational and unrealistic it was. She also wanted whoever was responsible to pay.

Bucky nods as he presses the button and waits for the doors to shut in front of them. The compound is bustling as usual, but he can tell that Wanda’s only got one thing, rather one person on her mind right now.

“She’s resting. The cameras in medical are working, and Boone’s still under her bed.”

Wanda can’t help but smile at this. She knew it was going to be difficult to get Boone to leave you alone. He was very overprotective when you were sick, but luckily, he was well behaved enough to just sit and keep watch. Bucky’s brought him water and food, but he mostly left it alone. He’d probably try to get him to go out on a walk later tonight if he’d tolerate it. Wanda knows that she shouldn’t let him stay in there, but a tiny voice in the back of her mind is telling her to not leave you alone. So much has happened in a short amount of time and she doesn’t want to risk anything else.

She glanced up to see what floor they were on and she started to tap her foot impatiently. She wanted to get this over with so she could wait for you to wake up, but she could only do so much to hurry things along. She tries to remind herself that you’re safe here, and that you have people looking after you. Even if they can’t be her at the moment.

“Nat said that she and Yelena were going to visit her too. I think they should be back soon.”

Wanda almost forgot that she’d asked her friends to try and track down the man who had snuck onto her property last night. She looks to Bucky again with a frown as she recalls what he’d told her. Upon visiting the restaurant that you got lunch from today, he found that it was closed early for an undisclosed reason. He was working on figuring out who works there and he plans on visiting them first thing tomorrow to question them. Wanda had wanted to do this herself, but the amount of terror she’d inflict upon someone who may not have known what they were doing would be too much. Not to mention she didn’t want to draw that much attention to herself.

“Did they mention finding anything out?”

“It was fucking Rumlow!”

Wanda frowns as she looks back to the image on the television in front of her. She’s with Yelena, Nat, Pietro, Steve and Bucky in the older Maximoff’s office reviewing the security footage from last night yet again. Yelena swears that she can recognize the man, but he’s practically covered from head to toe. Wanda opens her mouth to say this, but Yelena is determined.

“I’m positive. I’ve seen the fucker run away from me enough times.”

Wanda looks around and sees that Steve and Bucky don’t look convinced. Pietro looks unsure and Nat just shrugs at her. She sighs before shaking her head and asking a question that no one really has the answer to.

“If it is Rumlow, why did he miss? “

It’s no secret to anyone here that the brunette was good at what he did, and the likelihood of him missing a shot, even at night with the weather was highly unlikely. He was experienced and should have killed Boone if that was his goal. Everyone seems to be on the same page and despite not liking it, Nat shakes her head.

“Maybe he wasn’t trying to kill him. Maybe it was a warning.”

Wanda scowls at this and opens her mouth to speak but Pietro beats her to it. He’s just as unsettled as she is, but he’s getting angrier about it than her.

“The person stalking Y/n at work was also a warning. What about her being poisoned? Like you said, Wanda, if Strucker was behind this, he wouldn’t give Y/n so many warnings.”

Wanda nodded in agreement because if she only believed one thing that Strucker told her tonight, it was that he wouldn’t have failed to hurt you if he’d tried. Wanda’s still trying to come to terms with this while figuring out who is actually behind the incidents.

“Agreed. I don’t think it’s Rumlow, Yelena.”

She sees the blonde is about to argue, so she does her best to pacify her without getting too bogged down.

“But in case we’re wrong, let’s circulate this picture.” Wanda gestures to the screen that has the best image of the shooter from last night with a frown.

“In case someone recognizes him.”

Nat nods and mutters something about having Vision do it, and Wanda just nods. She doesn’t want to tell him too much, but she knows that Nat will be discrete.

Pietro looks to his sister who is deep in thought and he walks around his desk to reach out for her. She stiffens slightly before relaxing at the hand on her shoulder, and she turns to her brother with a tired sigh.

“What about you, sestra? How are you holding up? What’s your plan?”

Pietro knows that his sister is worried. The fact that she’s here and not at home confirms this. That said, she would have likely brought Y/n here after what happened at work yesterday. The point was that his sister was dealing with something that she wasn’t used to. Usually, she was on the offensive and if someone targeted her, she took them out first. Unfortunately, this time she wasn’t the target, and she didn’t know who to go after. Her prime suspect was a bust, and you’re in a hospital bed recovering from being poisoned. Wanda’s out of sorts and she needs someone to tell her that she’ll figure it out.

Wanda takes a moment to look around the room at her family before smiling slightly as she turns back to Pietro.

“Being here helps, but it’s only temporary. Hopefully we’ll figure this out before Y/n grows impatient.”

A couple of them smile at the thought of you getting restless and wanting to go back to work. As much as they hate what happened, it has bought Wanda more time to figure things out. Knowing that you’ve been targeted multiple times will make you more lenient, but you won’t stay hidden away forever. Yelena smiles at the thought and shrugs.

“We can keep her distracted.”

Wanda can tell that Yelena means trouble by her tone and she is about to warn her off when Bucky’s phone rings. He answers it and listens to someone speak before responding calmly. “We’ll be right there.”

He hangs up before looking to Wanda as he stands up straight. There’s a lot to unpack in the short sentence he was told, but now isn’t the time. They need to get to medical now.

“We need to get downstairs.”

Boone shifts slightly from where he’s lying under your hospital bed. He’s been there for a while and he’s getting restless but he stays alert in case you need him. He eyes the food and water bowl in the corner of the room and considers going to get some when he hears something above him. He listens before sitting up carefully as the noise continues. Boone sneaks out from under the bed and sees you shaking slightly in your sleep. He whines when it becomes more violent and he’s barking loudly when your monitors start to alarm.

He starts to bark again when people suddenly run into the room. He recognizes them from before and just watches anxiously as they rush to your side and reach for a drug by your bedside.

“She’s seizing.”

“Get me 20mgs of midaz”

The nurse who administers it watches the clock and you simultaneously, and after 15 seconds of you continuing to seize, she calls it.

“I need another half dose, and someone page Dr. Palmer.”

Boone is watching intently as one person runs to grab their phone while the other two stay by your side and continue to administer antiepileptics. Your seizure has been going on for nearly 90 seconds before you finally respond to the third dose of midazolam. Boone whines from where he sits off to the side watching as you still and start to breathe normally again. The monitors you’re hooked up to have returned to their normal monotone beeping and Boone finally lies down but still watches you carefully.

When Dr. Palmer arrives about 5 minutes after you’ve settled, the first thing she notices is Boone’s sitting beside you with his head resting on your shoulder. He’s not in the way, but she can tell that her staff are slightly wary of him. She’ll have to address that after she figures out what happened to you.

“Dr. Hale, what happened?”

The blonde stands a little taller as she addresses the other doctor. Taylor Hale is a first-year resident who’s specializing in neurology under Dr. Palmer, but she spends a few nights a week here at the compound assisting with the redhead’s research as well as treating some of the patients. She hadn’t expected to treat anything more than a few agents who got banged up, so she was surprised and fairly horrified when you came in. Of course, she knew who you were because no sane person would step into this building without knowing who was in charge here. Granted, you weren’t one of the two Maximoffs that were in charge, but you were married to one of them and by association you were important.

“We were watching the monitors in the lounge, and everything looked normal here, but then we heard barking. A few seconds later Dr. Maximoff’s heart rate spiked to over 100, and we came in to find her seizing.”

The blonde continues to tell the story, and mentions how many doses of midazolam you got before responding. Christine frowns at this and looks to the medications that you’re currently receiving. She has to step closer to the bed and Boone as she does this but he just watches her closely before she takes a step back. The redhead takes a moment to think about what she’s been told, and she steps over to where she sees Boone’s food is and grabs one of the treats sitting next to it.

“So, Boone barks when she starts seizing and it lasts for how long – 90 seconds?”

All three of the others in the room nod in agreement, and Christine looks back to you before posing another question. She’s curious about what they think because although she has a pretty good idea, she knows that they might not. They’re here to learn and since you’re not in any immediate danger right now, taking a minute or two to teach this won’t do any harm.

“Now, can you think of reasons why Y/n would have a seizure?”

The three of them pause to think about it before one speaks up.

“Heavy metal toxicity causes it”

“How?”

Another speaks up to answer. “The uremic toxins build up from the metabolism of metal.”

She nods before turning to Dr. Hale who hasn’t said anything as she thinks about what Dr. Palmer might be getting at.

“Correct, but would we expect this after dialysis is complete and the uremia is resolved?”

They thought about what your blood work looked like post dialysis and shook their heads. Your liver, kidney and hemogram values were all normal.

“What could currently be a potential cause of excitation of her CNS?”

Dr. Hale speaks up quickly before she does what Dr. Palmer did and reassesses the fluids they have you on.

“Re-exposure through enterohepatic recirculation.”

Dr. Palmer nods before she walks back over to Boone and holds out a treat to him. He turns and sniffs it before accepting it gently.

“Good boy, Boone. Exactly, so what do we do about it?”

Silence.

“Redialyze?”

Christine shakes her head. “Not necessary and not without risks.”

Dr. Hale is already doing the math as Dr. Palmer pulls out her phone.

“We just need to keep giving her the chelating agent for the half-life of the toxin.”

She nods before dialing Bucky to let him know what’s happened. She knows that this place will be flooded in minutes, but for now she takes a moment to take in the silence.

“Calculate the dose for the suspect metal and I’ll check it after I call Mr. Barnes.”

It is almost 4 in the morning, but she has a feeling that he, as well as the rest of the team is still up trying to solve this mystery. She’d thought about how close someone would need to get to Y/n or how much they’d need to give her in food to get her this sick. Her thoughts are cut off by the sound of Bucky’s voice.

“Hey.”

“Bucky hi. Can you and Wanda come down here?”

Even though Bucky had told her that her wife was stable, Wanda still near ran down to medical with the brunette on her heels. She’d been surprised to hear that Christine was still here, or that she’d come back. This usually only happened if something went wrong, and with this in mind Wanda tried to remain calm as she walks into medical. She passes a few other patients who are sleeping before she arrives to your room to see it more crowded than she’d expected. One doctor was setting something up with your fluids while Christine looked at your chart again.

It wasn’t until Wanda turned to look at you that she saw Boone. He was still sitting by your bedside with his head resting on the mattress. He looked tired and Wanda knows she needs to give him a break.

“Christine, is everything okay?”

The other redhead turns around at the sound of your wife’s voice and she hears Boone start as well. His collar clinks loudly as he sits up and gives Wanda his full attention. She hears Bucky stop behind her to listen to the answer, but she doesn’t pay him much mind as Christine nods and Wanda nearly sighs in relief.

“Yes, everything’s okay. She had a seizure about 10 minutes ago, but we’ve started her on something that should help neutralize the toxin for as long as it’s in her system.”

Wanda frowns at the news that you hadn’t just been sleeping peacefully. She’s feeling guilty for leaving again and she looks back to you and sees that even in sleep you seem tense. You’re sweating and your brow is furrowed the way it does when you think too hard. Wanda finally turns to Boone and holds out her hand to him with a small smile.

“That’s good to hear. I hope he hasn’t caused too much trouble.”

Wanda looks back from petting the yawning dog to the two doctors who are shaking their heads. The blonde is changing your fluid bag and running the line through the pump as Christine smiles at Boone who sits while panting happily with his tongue hanging out of his mouth. He nudges Wanda’s hand with his nose when she stops petting him but he quickly turns to lick Bucky when he starts to scratch his back.

“The sm-smartest boy.”

“Not at all. He actually picked up that something was wrong before the monitors did. He’s very smart.”

It’s as if Boone knows that he’s being talked about and he practically preens when Christine says this. Wanda smiles proudly while Bucky laughs at this. Despite it being true. He’s about to ask how long until she expects you to wake up, but a quiet groan cuts him off, and all five heads whip around to look to where you’re starting to stir.

You mumble under your breath as you fight to open your eyes and see who’s around you. You’d heard voices that you recognized but couldn’t place immediately, but suddenly you’re surrounded. Boone is quick to jump back towards you and nose at your hand with a loud whine that makes you cringe. Wanda reaches out for you next and she feels her heart clench at how cold your hand is and how pained you look.

“Open your eyes for me, detka, and I’ll get him a little brother, or sister.”

You don’t open your eyes immediately, but you squeeze your wife’s hand with a small smile as you think about what she’s saying. You’re not sure who else is in the room with you, but if you had to guess it was Bucky and a doctor. You blame your drugged, fatigued state for what you say next, and although Bucky coughs awkwardly and the doctors look away to give you a modicum of privacy, Wanda just smiles at you.

“I thought we were already working on that. IVF or whatever.”

Wanda laughs at this before she shakes her head as she reaches out to brush your hair behind your ear. Her smile widens when your eyes open and you blink away some of your sleepiness. You smile at her and reach out for the hand that’s against your cheek with a sigh. You both miss the short exchange between the doctors as they read each other’s mind. Dr. Hale makes a note to herself to test your blood for one more thing once she’s back in the lab.

“We can talk about that later, Y/n. Once you’re feeling better.”

You nod before you turn your attention to the others in the room. You scratch Boone behind his ears and boop his nose as you greet everyone else. Bucky nods at you while you struggle to clear the sleep from your eyes.

“Dr. Palmer. Dr. Hale. Thank you for your expertise. And your drugs.”

Christine laughs softly at this as she moves forward to greet you with a friendly smile. The two of you have seen plenty of each other over the years, but it has been a while since you’d been down in medical. This might be your third time being down here for your own injuries instead of anyone else’s. Usually Nat and Yelena’s.  

“Always happy to help, and congratulations.”

You smile appreciatively before saying something to that affect. You stifle a yawn as Dr. Hale leaves to run that test for Dr. Palmer. She nods to the three still in the room before disappearing quickly. She takes a deep breath before straightening out her coat with a sigh. She was a little surprised that you knew who she was, but then again, she really shouldn’t be. Despite not being as present as Wanda had over the years, she knew you kept tabs on your friends who ended up down here for whatever reasons.

Taylor stops in the lab and quickly moves to the fridge that has your blood in it. She stops suddenly when the lights flicker for a few seconds leaving her a little disoriented. She waits until they stop before looking through the labeled tubes until she finds yours.

She spends a little longer finding where the hCg detection tests are. They’re not normally run here, or rather she doesn’t typically do it, so it takes a few minutes for her to find them. Once she does, she takes your blood and gets the test set up.

She’s about to drop your blood into the supernatant when the lights flicker again.

“What the…”

Wanda frowns as the lights flicker once again. She’s not sure what’s happening, but she knows that the power going out will cause more problems down here than anywhere else. Bucky reads her mind and excuses himself to go investigate and make sure the backup power will work. Once it’s just you, Wanda and Christine, Wanda turns to the other redhead and asks the questions she’s been wrestling with all night.

“So how do you think this happened?”

Christine sighs before she gestures for Wanda to take a seat in the chair beside your bed. She does after moving it closer so she can hold your hand, and you smile as you try to fight your fatigue enough to hear what the doctor has to say. You have your theories, but you’re not the expert by any means.

“I believe that you were poisoned Y/n, and since you mentioned your lunch tasting off it makes sense that would be the source. Did you get your food yourself?”

You shake your head because as you’d promised Wanda you hadn’t left the clinic. This also meant that Bucky didn’t leave it either. You’d asked someone who was already going out to grab you something. You say this and Wanda doesn’t want to ask but she needs to consider all of the options. The other redhead seems to be on the same page and she waits for Wanda to speak.

“Who brought you lunch?”

You frown at the question because you don’t remember who you asked. You think about it for a moment before you come up with a name.

“One of the assistants said he was going out. Tyler, but he’s been there forever Wands. It wasn’t him.”

Wanda seems to consider this briefly before she shakes her head. She doesn’t want to argue with you, but she will be looking into him as well first thing tomorrow. Christine just nods at this before Wanda mentions that she’ll follow up at the restaurant tomorrow.

Wanda and Christine talk for a little while longer, but you’re drifting in and out of sleep. Boone’s returned to his place by your side, and has rested his head on your lap in what looks like the least comfortable position possible. You don’t notice though and you also miss Christine leaving you and Wanda alone. Your wife considers her next move before she reaches out for your hand again.

“Y/n?”

You open your eyes to see Wanda standing over you with a questioning look. The lights have dimmed and the way the light hits her hair from behind makes it look like its glowing and you smile.

“Do you want me to stay with you for a bit?”

You nod immediately before taking a deep breath and moving over as much as you can without exerting yourself too much. You still groan in effort and Wanda frowns in worry, but she doesn’t get to protest before you turn back to her with a grin.

“Come sit my dear.”

Wanda just rolls her eyes at you but moves quickly to occupy the space you’ve made for her. Boone shifts slightly before resting his head down right next to yours. You turn to kiss his forehead before turning back to your wife. It was a tight fit, but when you wrap your arms around her to pull the redhead close you don’t care. You breathe a sigh of relief as you close your eyes and rest your head on Wanda’s shoulder.

“Is this okay?”

Wanda hums in approval before she scoots back so she’s even closer to you. She yawns as she too closes her eyes and decides to try and take a nap. It’s obscenely early and she needs to sleep. Granted she’d thought she’d be in her own bed, but she’d rather be here with you than alone in her own.

“I love you, Y/n.”

You smile against Wanda’s neck before you kiss her cheek. “I love you too, Wands.”

Wanda isn’t sure what wakes her up at first. She’s sore from sleeping on an uncomfortable bed, but she’d been tired enough that it hadn’t mattered. She opens her eyes and realizes the lights are back on but you’re still asleep. There’s a low sound accompanying the background noise of your monitors, but it isn’t until Wanda turns to face you that she realizes what it is.

As soon as she sees you’re still asleep, she sees Boone sitting up straight with his ears back and a look of fierce concentration on his features. Wanda frowns in confusion as she turns to see what he’s growling at and she nearly curses under her breath when she spots Vision standing in the doorway.

“Wanda, I apologize for waking you, but I have urgent news.”

Wanda rolls out of bed as quickly and carefully as possible before she tries to make herself look presentable as possible. She had slept in the clothes she wore yesterday and her hair was a mess, but she couldn’t do much about that right now. She sighs as she runs a hand through her hair and takes a couple of steps away from you so as not to wake you.

“It’s alright, what time is it?”

When Vision says it’s nearly 10 Wanda’s jaw drops in surprise. How did she sleep in so late, and how had no one come to wake her up already? She doesn’t get to think about this much before she leads Vision out of the room. She doesn’t want to wake you up and as the two of them walk towards the elevator, Wanda takes out her phone to text Bucky. She asks him to check on you soon before she turns her attention to Vision who’s looking more eager than she usually sees him.

“What did you find out?”

Wanda hadn’t seen the older man for a while. In all honesty she was avoiding him because she had so much going on, and he was still a little clingy despite everything. She waits as he presses the button on the elevator before turning to her. He’s frowning but Wanda can tell he’s not upset.

“I’ve confirmed that it was Rumlow that trespassed on your property the night before last.”

Wanda’s eyes widen in surprise and she curses the fact she has to apologize to Yelena as she walks into the elevator. She thinks about what this could mean with a nod but she has to make sure he’s positive before she starts down that road.

“You’re sure?”

Vision nods without hesitation before mentioning that someone recognized his gun from the video and he’s since confirmed it. Wanda groans at the idea of having to deal with Rumlow. He is a pain in the ass and he hates her; he always has. She also realizes that either Rumlow’s gone rogue, or Strucker had lied to her face. She scowls at the thought and Vision seems to realize what she’s thinking and he coughs nervously before continuing.

“Yes, well there’s more. I had someone go back to the restaurant that Y/n got lunch from yesterday and it turns out it was delivered by a driver who didn’t tamper with the food. So, she must have been poisoned another way.”

Wanda walks out of the elevator before turning to the older man with a confused frown. This doesn’t make any sense. Based on what Christine found, you’d ingested the poison, so if it wasn’t your lunch, how else could it have happened. She sighs as she keeps walking with a groan. Her day is already starting to get out of hand.

“I’ll check with Y/n once she’s up to see if we’ve missed anything.”

Vision stops walking as soon as she says this, and Wanda stops short of reaching Pietro’s office to turn and look at him. She figured her brother would want to know whatever Vision found out, and she’s also eager to figure out if he’s found anything else out about your stalker/poisoner.

“There’s one more thing, Wanda.”

She waits for him to continue, but when he doesn’t, she gets a little frustrated. She’s sore from sleeping in an unfamiliar bed, she’s still a little tired and she’s getting more stressed by the second. She starts to close the distance between Pietro’s office and she waves Vision along.

“What is it? Come on, let’s see if Pietro’s in.”

Wanda’s surprised to feel Vision grab her hand and pull her to a sudden stop before she can knock on the door. She whips around to face him with a scowl and he immediately drops her hand, but she’s still pissed. She doesn’t get a chance to tell him off before he’s apologizing and confusing Wanda even more.

“I’m sorry – it’s just, I don’t know if you’ll want your brother to hear this.”

Wanda’s shooting Vision a bewildered look and that prompts him to finally spit it out. She’s not sure what she expected him to say, but this certainly was not it.

“While looking into the possibility of someone at work poisoning her, it was discovered that Y/n had an affair.”

Wanda had to fight the sudden urge to slap him across the face for suggesting such a thing. She also had to hold back her instinct to say the first thing that came to mind, or rather scream it. She knocked on the door to her brother’s office a little harder than necessary.

“That’s bullshit. Who told you that?”

“Come in!”

Wanda doesn’t wait for Vision to answer and she flings the door open and steps inside her brother’s office with a face like thunder. Pietro looks up and immediately is put on edge by his sister’s expression, but he doesn’t have time to ask her what’s wrong before Vision comes scurrying in after her.

“I’m sorry, Wanda, but my source is reliable.”

Pietro frowns in confusion as he looks between a frazzled Vision and a near murderous Wanda. He decides to speak up before someone, Vision most likely, gets slapped.

“What’s going on, Wanda?”

Wanda takes deep breath before she shuts the door behind Vision and turns to her brother. She moves to lean against one of the chairs in front of his desk before glancing at him and then turning to glare at Vision.

“Vision was just about to tell me why he thinks Y/n had an affair.”

 Part 5

#wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x female reader #wanda x you #pietro maximoff #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff & reader #yelena belova & reader #yelena belova #mob au #marvel fanfic

[imeanyourmomsprettyhot]

'Sorry I'm Late, Sweetheart' || Eddie Munson

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about: female!reader, oral fem!receiving, fingering

It's always a pain in the ass, to wait for Eddie whenever he has one of his deals. I mean, of course, I knew this is gonna happen when I started dating Hawkins High's plug, but it's frustrating nevertheless.

It's weekend, and as usual, I hang in his uncle's trailer, who's at work pretty much every day. Eddie's been away the whole day cause of his D&D club, and a few drug deals.

I finally hear his car outside, and his voice. He enters the trailer, so I should just wait a few more seconds till he finally comes in the room.

But that doesn't seem to happen. I hear him searching for something in the cabinets. Just as I was about to get up, I hear a female voice.

"You sure you have it?"

What the hell?

"No, no, no, I got it...", Eddie says, "...somewhere"

I hear him walking towards his room. What on earth is he doing with a girl in his trailer? It's not that I'm jealous, or mad. I'm just really confused that he knows a female, other than me.

He opens the door, immediately beaming as he sees me.

"Sorry I'm late, sweetheart", he says with that sweet smile on his face.

"What took you so long?"

Eddie crawls over the bed, towards me.

"Eh, you know", he presses a kiss on my lips, "business"

'Business'. His answer to every question.

He gets off the bed, and kneels down beside it, looking through his drawers and boxes.

"What you lookin' for?", I ask.

"Believe it or not, but Chrissy Cunningham stands in the living room, waiting for me to sell her keta", he says without looking at me.

"That's bullshit! Are you for real?!"

I can't believe what he says. 'Queen of Hawkins High' herself wants keta from Eddie Munson? I guess even the most perfect people ain't that flawless.

Eddie seems frustrated.

"God! I know it was here somewhere!"

"Wait a sec", I tell him.

I bend over to the other side of the bed. I can feel his eyes burning in my skin, as he can see by butt, since I'm only wearing black panties, and his favorite shirt.

I bend down even more, trying to reach a box from under the bed. That's where he probably couldn't tame himself anymore.

He harshly grabs my butt, slightly biting my flesh, and placing a few kisses on it, slowly moving up my spine.

"Stop, Eddie!", I laugh, "You're tickling me"

"And you're teasing me, sweetheart", he whispers in my ear, his voice sending shivers down my spine, and he know that.

"Here", I place a small tin in his hand.

"My little life saver!", He kisses my forehead, "I love you!"

And with that, he rushes out of the room.

Soon enough, I hear the door of the trailer again, and steps coming closer. The door flies open, and Eddie downright throws himself on the bed, hovering above me.

"Have been waitin' for that the whole day", he whispers again.

His voice, especially when he whispers, turns me so on, I could allow him to fuck me no matter where we are that moment.

He rubs his lower body on my legs, starting to kiss my lips. His soft skin on mine feels like the most perfect combination.

As always, he quickly presses his tongue in my mouth, knowing how much I love it. Our tongues twirl together, exploring each other, turning me on even more.

His arousal doesn't stay a secret for any longer now too, as his hardened dick presses on my thigh, making me feel it go stiff second by second.

He moves his lips away from my mouth, and down my neck, gently sucking on my skin, trying to reach every inch of it.

I want to feel his body even closer to mine, so I pull on my shirt, wanting to take it off. But Eddie has other things in mind, as he stops me from what I'm doing.

"Leave it on. You look fucking hot in my Hellfire shirt"

I smirk at his words. He knows hot to make me wet.

I can't handle it anymore, so I grab Eddie's hand, pushing it down to my clit. He immediately knows what I want from him, not wasting any time, as he already sat up, pulling my panties off my body.

Within seconds, he positioned himself on my pussy, licking the wetness off of it. This one lick was enough for me to go crazy, but that wasn't everything his tongue could do.

He starts above my clit, knowing that's my most sensitive spot. He sucks on it, which makes my legs twitch. He stops the sucking, and continues with his tongue, sending vibrations through my whole body.

His tongue is better than every vibrator I ever bought. He moves in such tiny circles that the pleasure sends me to the edge already.

Moans escape my mouth, as I run my hand through Eddie's hair, who completely drowned between my legs. He knows how to move to arouse me. And so he moves his tongue down my clit, and slowly down to my slit.

As he reaches it, he doesn't waste any moment before pressing his whole tongue inside. The now big, and harsh movements, give me that feeling in my stomach. That feeling I always get, when Eddie puts something inside of me.

Eddie always saw it as his main mission to pleasure me. He always denied to receive whenever I wasn't pleased to the maximum. And he made it very clear, with every time he touches me that his ultimate goal is most important to him.

It's true, I love it when he pleasures my clit. When he makes it vibrate with his tongue, or his fingertips. Carefully stimulating every little part of it. The way his tongue flicks over it, making me arch my back every time. The way he presses my hips down, to stop me from moving, so he can unleash his whole potential.

But there is something I love more than that. And that's when he's inside of me. I don't care how, with his tongue - that licks all juice from my walls; with his fingers - that curl inside me, making me feel every move he makes; or with his dick - that's long enough to put me in a pleasing pain.

And Eddie knows how hard I pine after him inside of me. How needy I am for him.

He stops pushing his tongue in my hole, leaving me endlessly needy and alone. He crawls back up, over my body, sticking his tongue in my mouth, as he presses another passionate kiss on my lips.

"Don't you taste perfect, sweetheart?"

He always lets me taste myself. It's what turns him on.

He moves his hand slowly down, staring in my eyes. I can already feel the anticipation build up, as he strokes over my breasts, my stomach, down to my pussy again.

He sweeps over my slit a few times, making me cry out. He knows I hate this teasing. I mean I love it, but I also hate it very much.

Finally, Eddie stops the teasing, pushing two fingers inside. A moan flies out of my mouth like a breath of air after a long time holding your breath. It feels like a relief that he finally gives me the pleasure I craved the entire time.

He starts moving his fingers in and out of me, increasing his paste, the louder my moans get. He rubs against my walls, filling me up with arousal.

Still he hasn't lost eye contact, loving it to see me fall apart beneath his touch. It's the most perfect pleasure for him to have that view over me, and to hold this power in his hands.

My moans get louder, slowly turning into screams. My nails sink in the mattress, as I try to grab something. The pleasure it too overwhelming, making it impossible for me to not go insane.

My legs start shaking, and my walls clench around his fingers. With not hesitation, he pushes another finger inside, already pressing my hips down. He knows how hard I would've shaken, if he didn't press them down.

His paste increases even more now, same to the depth he pushes his fingers. He knows how close I am, and he knows how much I love it to be overstimulated.

So as my eyes roll to the back of my head, and my back wanting to arch so hard, the knot in my stomach starts to build up to the maximum.

Eddie keeps fucking me with his fingers, looking at my pleased face, down my body to my breasts, that slightly shine through the white, in sweat soaked, fabric of his Hellfire shirt.

He thrusts a few more times in and out, before the orgasm rushes through my whole body. My legs start twitching, and, even with Eddie's strength trying to keep them in place, my hips bounce up and down, without me having any control over it.

He keeps fucking me through my climax, making me whine out, and start shaking like Bambi. He loves to see me like that. So wet, so pleased, so out of my mind.

"Oh my god, stop, Eddie! Stop!"

He always fucks me as long as I want to. When I don't say 'stop', he simply doesn't stop and keeps going till I say it's enough.

He slowly slides his fingers out, getting them up to his mouth. Eddie licks them clean, one by one, as if he had whipped cream on his fingers. He loves how I taste.

"I love you, Eddie", I say, panting heavily.

"I love you more, sweetheart"

He traces a few kisses along my forehead, down my lips.

#eddie stranger things #eddie #eddie munson #eddie the freak munson #munson #stranger things #st4 #stranger things 4 #smut #eddie smut

[kalliyen]

Kids, Am I Right?

Pairing: Lee Heeseung x Female!Reader

Featuring: Lee Heeseung of Enhypen

Genre: College AU, Babysitters AU, Fluff

Reader’s Pronouns: She/Her

Warning: Mention of Children, some grammatical errors sorry about that

Disclaimer: ⚠️ ONLY FICTION, DO NOT TAKE SERIOUSLY

All Heeseung wanted to do for spring break was hang out with his friends at the arcade and sleep ‘till noon.

Because as a stressed out college student who studies IT? He barely gets any sleep, but let's be honest. What college student gets to sleep 8 hours everyday?

But no, he has to volunteer at a stupid kids daycare as 'punishment' because he passed one of his assignments a month past the due date.

And when his professor was lecturing him, he had the guts to say "Better late then never right, teach?"

He had to volunteer for 2 months.

When he told his college friends they all showed sympathy, but honestly this might teach Heeseung a lesson.

Entering previously mentioned daycare, Heeseung was already looking forward to the end of his punishment.

Seriously, he saw kids literally climbing on the receptionist table and running around the main lobby, what he assumes to be the teachers, frantically catching said rascals.

"Oh, Hello! What brings you here?" A voice asks him.

He turns to the voice and his voice gets caught in his throat, causing him to stutter, god that was embarrassing

"H-hi, I'm here uh under Mr. Kwon? He said he contacted the place that I- uh would arrive here?"

"Right.." She says, typing something on her computer. "Name please?"

"Lee Heeseung, I'm a student at HYBE University"

"Oh yeah! Dad mentioned something about expecting you, come right in!"

'Dad...?' Heeseung thought, 'this pretty girl is old man Kwon's daughter?'

While they're walking to one of the kids rooms, she takes time to make small talk.

"I'm Y/N By the way, Mr. Kwon's daughter. Since you mentioned you go to HYBE University, I go there too! I study secondary education, which is why I work part-time here at the daycare, don't worry about the kids, they really sweet once you get to know them!"

"That's cool, how long have you been working part-time here?" He asks, "About 3 months" She answers.

Since she introduced herself, he decided he would give a bit about himself as well.

"Well, I'm Heeseung, as you know, I'm an IT student and currently in my 3rd year"

After taking care of these kids for less then 2 hours, he knew.

‘This is gonna be the longest two months of my life’

Hey, at least he could cheer himself up by looking at your pretty face!

Seeing you taking care of those rowdy kids and calming them down, it sent a little bug in his stomach, making him feel all tingly inside.

Weird.

After 2 weeks, he was finally getting used to these kids and getting a hang of the ropes, he was so thankful for Y/N, because without her he would have probably died because of these 4 year olds already.

The kids actually really liked him, and they also seemed to pick up on the little crush Heeseung had on you.

“Hee-hyung! Hee-hyung!” One kid, whose name was Jaeyun, called out to him

“Yes Jaeyun?” Heeseung says, picking up the 4 year old.

You were in the same room as him, helping two little girls with their artworks.

“Is N/N-noona your girlfriend?” Jaeyun asks

Heeseung chokes on his own spit, and unbeknownst to you, who was too busy helping the girls, which Heeseung was so grateful for right now. Because damn that would’ve been embarrassing if you’d seen his red tinted cheeks.

“N-no, Jaeyun, N/N is not my girlfriend, she’s just a friend”

“Well why not? She’s really nice and pretty, and you’re always with her!” The 4 year old retorts

“My mama says when you’re like that with a girl, you’re her boyfriend!” Jaeyun adds.

‘Well damn, this 4 year old already knows about dating more than he knows about math.’

After both your shifts at the daycare, Heeseung offers to walk you home, his reasoning was ‘because I don’t want you to get lost, it’s kinda late already’ even thought it was just 5 pm in the evening.

Though you didn’t argue, you really liked his presence.

So here you two were, walking towards your home, in silence.

Not to say the silence was unbearable, but it was pretty unbearable.

So he decided to speak up, to break the awkward tension.

“So..Y/N…are you doing anything this weekend?”

You were slightly taken a back, but you tried to hide your excitement, not wanting to get your hopes too high.

“No, I don’t have anything to do this weekend, why?” You answered him after a while.

“I- I uh, would you want to hang out with me this weekend? I uhm, would love to take you out somewhere”

He got a bit nervous at your silence, but in reality, you were trying to contain your excitement.

“Yes! Yes Hee, I would love too” you were pretty sure your smile was so wide right now.

“Great! I wouldn’t know what to do if you said no” “Why would I ever say no to you, Hee?”

You both didn’t know it, but you were already at the gate of your home, until you looked away from Heeseung.

“Well, this is me…I’ll see you tomorrow yeah?”

“Yeah tomorrow..”

“By the way, Hee?”

“Yeah?”

“I heard you and Jaeyun talking a while ago, and you know, I wouldn’t mind being your girlfriend.”

“I- YOU HEARD ABOUT THAT?”

“Well yeah silly! Jaeyun is a really loud kid, and he asked me the same question too a few days ago.”

“Wow, well I guess Jaeyun really wanted us to get together huh?”

“Yeah, kids am I right?”

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[wind-becomes-lightning]

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For the prompt, if it's alright to ask for Gen instead of a ship.. remember when kid Obito noticed that Kakashi suddenly changed, suddenly stopped coming to the academy for a while and then when he graduated from the academy shortly after, he became even more distant, stopped coming to play with them like he used to and when he asked Rin she was like "um sorry I'm busy I gotta go"? What if Minato and Rin decided to actually do something and didn't keep it a secret.. so as a result, Obito didn't find out about the reason Kakashi changed as late as he did in canon?

hi!! I hope this is something like you envisoned! :D I'm sorry the end is so short, I was already over word count xD

A sort of Team Minato (but mostly Obito and Kakashi) Gen fic

Discussions of suicide

2542 words.

It wasn’t like Obito was watching Kakashi all the time, but still he noticed the change in demeanour instantly when it happened. It was the day he came back to school after having been absent for about a week with what the teachers called “a need for some rest” which added no information. That day Kakashi, when he walked past Obito, didn’t even look up to exchange eye contact with him, not taunt him, not make fun of him, he just walked on without a word. Obito knew something must be very wrong then.

He kept Kakashi in his eye, not because he particularly cared, but because he knew Rin did and everything Rin cared about also was something Obito cared about, at least that was a way to rationalise it to himself. Kakashi remained quiet for the rest of the month when they attended the academy together, answered only when asked, didn’t play with his classmates, didn’t say a word while sparring, he seemed all in all completely absent.

Not that Kakashi had previously been the life of the party. Obito had never been able to stand Kakashi and his big mouth. He knew how talented he was and how famous his father was and as such he liked bragging a lot. They had never gotten along for more than to make Rin happy, who tried to be friends with both of them.

But still, now, Kakashi had almost become mute, as if that week away from school had taken his voice completely. Something must have happened, Obito concluded, but when he asked the teachers they didn’t want to give him a straight reply and nobody of the other students seemed to know (at least those that didn’t immediately walk away from him when he asked.) Asking Kakashi directly would be fruitless too, because he would never admit to having problems.

It was clear to Obito though that Kakashi was having problems and maybe he would have eventually approached the younger boy if by the end of the month he hadn’t stood in front of them with a shiny new headband. “Kakashi is graduating early,” the teacher said with a smile. “He will be a genin from now on.” 

Kakashi was just staring into space in front of him, giving no indication that he had heard Obito say “what that guy?!” or taking a stab back at him. He just bowed, said goodbye with a proper thank you to the class he was now leaving and then he was out the door. It took months before Obito saw him again. 

This was also how Obito, momentarily, forgot about the change in Kakashi’s mood. He didn’t see him for a long time, and didn't hear of him either. Rumours said he was difficult to work with other Genin teams, that he did a lot of stuff alone and refused to communicate. That aligned perfectly with the arrogant, know it all Kakashi Obito had always argued with and so Obito let it slide. Kakashi seemed to be Kakashi again anyway.

It wasn’t until autumn came around when Obito saw Kakashi one afternoon at the river fishing. He was talking to himself. “If I catch one more I should have enough for dinner…” Obito wondered why Kakashi didn’t just go to the store to buy fish to eat or why his father wasn’t providing him with food.

Then Obito realised he hadn’t seen Kakashi with his father for a long time. Even before Kakashi graduated and left. He couldn’t even recall the last time he had seen the older Hatake.

Parents could disappear for weeks on end for missions, that was something Obito, himself an orphan, had learned from classmates. They were in a war and so every hand was needed. It was not unusual for younger children to be alone for a long stretch of time. But several months? That seemed incredibly unlikely. Especially at the age Kakashi was at. Not even seven now, he was definitely not a child to be left alone for half a year.

That brought the thoughts back into Obito’s head. Of how speechless Kakashi had become from one day to the other and how he had tried to figure out why he had been out of school for a week. The way the teachers had put on the fakest smile they could find to tell him that nothing had happened. It was a lie, Obito knew that now. His first instinct that something must have happened was probably right.

And though he despised talking to Rin about it, because talking about Kakashi with her was always so extra exhausting, he didn’t know who else to approach. 

“Rin,” he said eventually one morning at school when he had finally gotten over himself. “I have seen Kakashi fishing at the river recently. Do you happen to know if his father is on a long mission?”

The Nohara were part of the hospital and had run it since Konoha’s inception and as such they had eyes and ears in many places. Rin scratched with her feet on the floor. “He is not on mission”, she said shortly.

Obito narrowed his eyes: “Uh, in the hospital?” Maybe Hatake had been injured on a mission and now needed long term treatment. That would qualify Kakashi for some support payments, so that wouldn’T explain the fact that he felt like the need to fish, but maybe Kakashi was smart in everything but budgeting money. Obito certainly wasn't good at it.

“No, he -uh, is also not in the hospital.” Rin seemed reluctant to talk about whatever was going on. She started again: “He..” but was interrupted with a loud crash as Gai flying kicked Genma right out of the hand to hand combat circle. There was some noise for a moment, a little exchange between the boys and it took a moment before quiet was restored.

The topic seemed to have been lost for a moment and both of them moved on to their own matches, but after school Obito suddenly remembered again. He followed Rin out of the school gates. “Wait, wait, you didn’t tell me what happened to Kakashi’s dad!” 

Rin stopped and looked at him, suddenly a deep sadness in her eyes. “I’m not sure it is my story to tell, Obito. Kakashi might not want it.”

“Come on Rin, is Kakashi here to say no?” Obito whined and then said: “I just… worry about him a little.” One time in his life he was honest about Kakashi and he would never ever be again, he told himself.

The strategy seemed to work though. Rin stepped a bit back so she could be closer to Obito. “Promise me you won’t make fun of him for it.”

“Fun? When do I ever-”

“Promise me.”

Obito made a face but then offered his fingers for the unison sign. Rin took it and they held it for a moment, making their promise count. Then, Rin sighed deeply. “Hatake Sakumo has died. Months ago. You know when Kakashi was out of the school for a while.”

Somehow Obito had suspected something like this, but hearing it out loud was different. “On a mission?” he asked. That was something that seemed to happen quite often in this war. HIs parents had died on a mission as well.

“No.” Rin bit her lower lip. “No, he was out of mission rotation for a while at this point.” She stopped for a moment, as if the next words caused her physical harm saying them out loud.

“He killed himself.”

Obito’s jaw dropped open against his will, but the only thing that came out was: “Oh.”

Rin continued. “Kakashi found him and reported him dead. Kakashi organised the wake and the funeral, since then he has lived alone. I guess money is scarce now that his fathers’ mission earnings are no longer there. I should go by his house and help him if I have time…” She seemed to lose herself in her own thoughts.

“Why?” Obito found his voice again, but he could feel himself shaking. “Why would his father do something like that?”

He hadn’t expected to react so heavily to this news. He felt a mixture of anger and rage. His parents hadn't left him because they wanted to, they had died for a cause. But Sakumo had apparently decided that caring for Kakahshi wasn’T worth it and now his son was starving.

“I don’t know the exact details,” Rin explained, “I heard adults whispering about a mission that Sakumo was the leader of. He was supposed to assassinate someone high ranking in the enemy's military and didn't do so. It turned out that he could only go through unnoticed if he’d sacrifice his entire squad and he decided to save them instead. The target stayed alive and the war is still going on. My dad said many had hoped the death of that one person would have ended the war, but my mom thinks that it would have just led to more violence.”

Obito needed a moment to parse through the entirety of the information that had just been provided to him. “So,” he said trying to draw a conclusion, “He made sure everyone in his team made it home alive and he killed himself because… he was ashamed?”

Rin scratched her foot over the ground again: “I think the other people in the village shamed him for it, not him so much himself.” She looked up into Obito’s pale face and then added quickly: “But I don’t know the details, Obito, I just…. I’m just sorry I can’t help Kakash in his grief.”

“It’s okay, Rin” Obito put one hand on her shoulder, “Thank you for telling me what I asked you to tell me. I will need to head out now, but thank you anyway.” He put his googles down over his eyes and gifted Rin his brightest smile and a thumbs up.

The girl seemed like she was half crying, but when they looked at each other she found a smile too. “Just remember that you promised not to make fun of Kakashi for this.”

Obito nodded and then ran off as fast as he could. He didn’t understand why Rin thought he would ever make fun of Kakashi for this. The opposite really. For the first time in his life, Obito openly admired something about Kakashi’s life.

The Hatake compound was located outside the village in a little clearing in the forest. Once they had been farmers, Kakashi had told the others in school, and so they were not one of the big clans of the village, at least not like the Uchiha were. Obito had proudly made fun of him for this. Called him a peasant and pointed at him. It was the only thing Obito had superior to Kakashi and he wouldn’t let him forget it.

“Kakashi!” Obito yelled when he arrived, almost ripping the door open when he arrived. Kakashi, eyes wide, stood in his own kitchen, another fresh fish half cut open on the counter. Obito wanted to hurl at the sight of the animal, but he couldn’t show weakness in front of Kakashi so he made a face and then looked away.

“Why are you here?!” Kakashi looked around himself as if he expected other classmates to jump out of the bushes any minute now. It wouldn’t have surprised Obito if Kakashi had thrown the knife like kunai, expecting just another invader, but luckily for Obito that had not been the case.

Obito threw off his shoes and barged into the house, even though it was rude to enter a place without being invited in. “I have come to tell you something!” he announced and pushed his pointer finger into Kakashi’s chest.

“What…. Why?” Kakashi shook his head. 

“Rin told me what happened to your father,” Obito said deadpan. “I’m sorry.” He meant it.

Kakashi’s eyes went dark very quickly. He turned away from Obito and looked at his half gutted fish again. “I don’t care about that,” he replied in an icy tone. “Please leave.”

“Bullshit! Of course you care!” Obito felt enraged again.

The boy did after all throw the big knife, but not in Obito’s direction, but against the wall at the backside of the kitchen. He looked up to his former classmate. “My father broke the rules that it takes to be a successful shinobi. He died in his own shame.” It was like Kakashi pressed out each word with pent up cold anger. “I don’t care for trash.”

Flabbergasted, Obito took Kakashi by his shoulders and shook him a little: “What are you saying? What the hell?”

“If you can’t stick to the rules, you are trash.” Kakashi’s eyes were hardened. “That is what you need to know to be a shinobi. He should have known that.”

Obito wanted to hit him, but instead let go and took a step back. “It is true that those who break the rules are trash,” he said. “But to me, those who abandon their friends are even worse trash!”

Kakashi’s eyes opened and he for the first time actually looked at Obito.

“I think your father is a hero for what he did!” Obito put his hands into his side. “I think, if we had more shinobi like him in this village, it would be a better place.” 

He paused for a moment to watch Kakashi’s mouth quiver beneath his mask. Then he let out a big breath to continue: “Ah, if he had been my father, I would be so proud of him.”

Finally, the dam broke and Kakashi’s knees gave in. He crashed onto the floor and curled up into himself as if he was trying to make his body as small as possible. Obito had never seen Kakashi show any sign of weakness before, so seeing him sob so uncontrollably felt almost like it was a different person.

Obito jumped forward and wrapped himself around Kakashi as much as he could. “Hey, it’s fine, it’s okay,” Obito whispered, trying to imitate what his grandma did to him when he cried. “I’m here, you’re not alone.”

Kakashi cried for a while and Obito stuck around until he had at least somewhat pulled himself together. Once on his feet again Kakashi finished the fish he had been preparing and they ate dinner together, all without exchanging much of words. Neither was ready to discuss their new found understanding just yet, but from then on Obito would come by the house to eat dinner with Kakashi. Sometimes Rin or Gai accompanied them too.

In time, Kakashi put up a little shrine in memory of his father and Obito always brought a little rice for it. If he was Hokage, he swore to himself, then he would make sure that good shinobi like Sakumo would be rewarded for their heroism and not judged. Despite all the admiration Obito had for Sakumo, sometimes he also hated him just a little, for leaving Kakashi alone like this. That was when he tried hardest to spend time with Kakashi. Never openly of course. He couldn’t have Kakashi know that he cared. That would have ruined his image.

#nisi follower celebration #hatake kakashi #uchiha obito #nohara rin #team minato #fanfiction things

[chayannecraft]

hey the last drawing will probably be uploaded tomorrow!! i know you'll understand but i've been very busy today :)

anyway i'm curious about if the other eggs have any sort of role in your au??

OH and if you want to talk abt what chayanne and phil's relationship is like, i've been very curious about that lol bc it seems like phil's both very protective of him and doesn't care about him that much. not saying you haven't thought it out i'm just eager to look more into his character!

Hello!! Yeah no I understand I’ve been super busy too. Finals season and everythang. It’s a curse. Oh my god. (Which is why im so late answering this ask hello omg!!!) But anyways yes hello oh my god questions!!!! 💖💖💖!!!!! YES!!! I WILL ANSWER

The other eggs have very loose roles but they do exist!! They sort of take up the space of the descendants-of-the-champions roles that Sidon and the others fill (although I’m not sure who is who at the moment, would have to think about that a little more!!) (I have no idea what role Tallulah plays, but I think she might be traveling around with Wilbur, more info on that later) but sometimes they’re also just like, normal random kids. They are all friends I promise. I don’t have a lot on them though so this is not that coherent.

CHAYANNE AND PHIL. WOUGH BOY. THIS IS A LONG ONE

You were right in that Phil is very protective of Chayanne!! I think a part of him knew Chayanne was The Chosen Hero, but when faced with the decision to send him off to what very well could have been his sons death, if not horrific trauma he was like um. No lol. Not doing that.

A consequence of the storyline in general is Phil isn’t very mentioned a lot, so it gives off the idea that he’s uncaring towards Chayanne, but I promise you that’s not the case!! (Not to make fun of you or call you out of course). Phil is actually very loving towards his son, and was devastated when he ran away with the Master Sword.

Then (for reasons I haven’t thought up yet) he’s pretty distracted but desperately trying to get his kid back. Until the calamity happens and they fail. Then he’s under the impression his son is just dead and he’s in mourning for the next 100 years (Why is he still alive in 100 years, you ask! Well! I took everything from these kids and I think taking their parents is a little bit too cruel so everybody is blessed by some sort of god that expands their lifespan a couple hundred ok :D!!!)

And then a little bit after botw someone goes to Philza and is like hey. The hero is back. He’s hanging out with Princess Pomme. He looks a lot like the missing hero from 100 years ago. Your son. Might be your son Phil. And Phil basically takes 3 seconds to process this before clawing himself up from his depression and being like OK. WE’RE GONNA GO GET HIM!!! AND IF ANYBODY TRIES TO STOP ME IM MAULING THEM. Of course he gets to hyrule RIGHT as totk plot starts and Chayanne goes missing so kind of an L BUT THEY DO REUNITE!!!

They get their moments. They also get a really tearful reunion where Chayanne is like dad im so sorry for running off oh my god :( I forgot you for a hundred years you must be so upset with me. And Philza is hugging him like oh my god my kid is ok. Oh my god. YOU’RE GROUNDED FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE WHAT THE FUCK. And then just caries him around. And probably has some sort of beef with Missa because that’s Chayanne’s Hyrule-Dad. Meanwhile Pomme stands in the back ready to kill him if he makes one wrong move.

There’s a side story kind of sequel relating to that where Pomme and Chayanne have to grapple with the fact that Chay is also a prince and his dad misses him dearly and wants him to come home but they don’t want to be separated ever for the rest of their lives. Maybe even some parent bonding. Like a little family-person drama to contrast the cursed-destiny-supernatural-calamity drama and probably some Death Family Bonding.

#qsmp botw au #asks #thank you so much medli whenever you send me asks I’m like !!!! ASK FOR ME?? PEOPLE LIKE?? WANT ME TO TALK!: #I LOVE YOUR QUESTIONS ALWAYS #I love Philza in botw au his suffering is never ending #straight up thought his kid was dead. finds put he isnt. hauls ass over there. actually your son is missing again lol #reminds me that I have a bunch of mini qsmp botw aus that branch out. like a ton. some of them are cool (the parents fight to get their #kids back in totk bc they both go missing) and others are #just batshit insane #COUGH COUGH MY PURGATORY AU WHERE CHAY AND POMME JUST. #END UP THERE AND ARE LIKE OH THAT EYE GUY IS CALAMITY? #WE CAN KILL HIM. and then they do. purgatory over everybody go home #but honestly that one is just an excuse for me to do more mini codebreakers who are ride or die for each orher #*other #and just general purgatory and badassery

[8um8le]

hii bee🐝 !!

sorry its been an awful while since i last sent an ask ^^; life sure has been busy in more ways than one haha. i hope life has been treating you well!! hopefully you’re able to enjoy yourself and the joys daily life brings us :D lately ive been trying to think of things that really make me happy even if its a small thing like “im glad i brushed my hair it looks lovely!” hopefully you can do the same if possible. i think its good to have that little light of joy with is especially when days are dreadful. even something like im glad i had a little chat with that person..it was nice :> (i often find myself having that as my daily answer for things that bring me joy especially when i talk to my discord friends ^^). ive said this probably more times than i can count in my asks but since its winter earth is in the right spot to have a better view of the stars and so they appear so much brighter; especially the milky way 💫 i hope that despite whatever daily challenges you may have that you are able to not let that stop you from enjoying your life :> make sure to drink and eat something if you can - our bodies are alive too so lets take care of them 😤💪 hopefully this can help you too but i find when days are hard i like to remind myself that stars can die any-day despite the regret that maybe they didn’t make the most of what they wanted in life so i like to think “oh wow if that’s the case im going to live my life in a way that makes me happy instead of appeasing others.” that most likely doesn’t make sense but that’s okay haha maybe one day it will ^^ life can be a bitch sometimes but as long as we have our jar of stars that are joy with us we can overcome anything. whether it be artblock or mental health, anything that it is you can make it through it 💪 loads of ppl love you and care for you so hopefully you’ll always know that <3 *gives u a hug and some of those cosmic brownies with peppermint hot chocolate* i hope life treats you right because you deserve every ounce of love, happiness, and peace there is. love you!/p

-mochi 💜🍡🌸

Yahoo another letter from the beloved mochi!!!! Your words never fail to make me smile, I’m collecting all your letters and putting it in it’s very own fancy display!!! Wishing u all the best, you deserve the world! Also Love u too dawg /p 💕

#ask 8um8le #letters from mochi #beloved mutuals #ahjfsnvvnh

[merryspark]

Hello my dearest! I know it’s been a couple of months after the anniversary of your first ask from me, but now I have another ask for you! I was wondering if you’re able to draw, or have you ever drawn Optimus in Bee form? ALSO I LOVE YOUR OPTIMUS HE IS JUST PERFECT! 😍 I still love your Beeformers and all of them are just the cutest ever! So I was wondering if you were still drawing them, And if so have you drawn Optimus yet? Take your time with this ask I know you’ve been super busy I’m sure, just letting you know I’m still here for you! 🥰😁

Helllooouuuuuu My Sweetie!!! 💞 Ohmygosh, time is running, but i'll cherish that moment forever!! You don't know how "small" things like this can be HHHHUUUGE!

Thanks a lot for shaking me UP! Because these days I have to work on "realistic" characters, and it's killing me...

So! Well, it seems I am able to draw, though I haven't draw my own stuff since a long time.

Nope, I have never tried to draw BeePtimus Prime, because ... Well... It was a future project, I guess? - I had only a Bee Ratchet prototype, haha. :D

Thank you for liking my art, for missing me, and Everything!!! 💞 It means a lot to me!

And also, for liking Beeformers, because they started as a nonsense joke! :D I made them because of a weird idea. So they are really stand-alone in their cathegory. :)

Sadly, I haven't draw my sweet little Bees still a long time, because I have a big request for a Metal Band I am working on, and I had to get rid of my own life/projects for this year, but soon, as I am finished I will go back to my average normal life lol, and draw own stuff :) Also, I had serious problems in my life lately, so I was so sad and stressed, anxious and worried I was unable to grab a pencil, and express myself. (Uhhh sorry that was too long...!!)

Thank you for being here for me, for your support and for loving my artwork this much!!!! 🥰😘💞

I tried to answer ASAP, and made this fast sketch just for You with a bonus Ratchet. I hope you like them, and from this you can decide am I still able to draw, or should I work as a Hats For Flying HeadZ ArtDirector from now on x'D Hahaha!!

PS: i'll make the lineart and the colouring a bit later, if you would like to see it; and in PM please send your other artpage/insta names so I can tag you everywhere when i upload this sketch which would not exist without YOU! Thank you for being my Friend!!! Many many hugs and luvluv!!! 😚💞😸

#bayverse #bayformers #myart #tf drift #transformers drift #bayverse optimus #optimus prime #optimus #beeformers #tf ratchet #transformers ratchet #ratchet #tf bumblebee #transformers bumblebee #bumblebee #hasbro #fanart

[dreyhendyheadquarters]

Hello how are you? I recently started following you and I love your profile💖I wanted to make a post request but I don't know if you will accept to do so. I would like to order an ABC NSFW from Hendrickson (because NOBODY has done it so far and I REALLY wanted to see someone do it). If you don't want to do an ABC NSFW, you can do an ABC SFW. That's all☺️🙏🏻

Hello @eustasskiller ! This might be unexpected for you since it took me so long to answer you, but I decided to accept your request! The very long wait can also answer the “how are you?” question. I am doing good overall (and I hope you are too!), but there are some hiccups. Life has been very busy for me lately, as I have been saying over and over again. And it’s true, but there’s also the fact that I’m not too sturdy at the moment, and I get knocked down often. A lot of focusing on the outside world but also the inside world, which doesn’t leave me a lot of time or energy for the digital world. I want to start posting stuff here again, but now is not the right time. But it will come, and I will be so grateful if you have patience. And @eustasskiller , also, thank you for the lovely words, they are very much appreciated, you are so kind to spread some love for some stranger on the internet. I don’t know if any of you were even wondering were I was, but if you were, this was a small update. I am well, just a little unsteady. Thank you all so much for sticking around despite the weird circumstances, you are all amazing.

… sorry about that, I got a bit sentimental there. Maybe not the best post to do that on… this blog is a strange place, what can you do. And yes, I did go with the Hendrickson ABC NSFW. Because why not. I am here to deliver. Pretty late delivery, but I hope you still like it regardless and it’s what you wanted to see!

NSFW WARNING: NSFW BELOW. DONT PROCEED IF THAT AINT YOUR CUP OF TEA.

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

After sex Hendrickson is very giddy and cuddly. He wants hugs and kisses from Dreyfus, and also some reassurance. On his part he will kiss Dreyfus and stroke his hair, while giving him compliments. Overall he likes to take a moment to check on his lover before cleaning up.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He never really cared much for his own appearance. His unusual features always made him stand out from his piers, which he didn’t like. But he does think he has nice legs. His favorite part of Dreyfus are his hands. He thinks they are very beautiful and he loves holding them.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He does this super gross thing where he will be giving Dreyfus a blowjob, and when he’s finished, he’ll get up and kiss Dreyfus while his mouth is still full. It’s a heat of the moment thing, and he doesn’t do it often. Dreyfus has mixed feelings about this.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

During the ten years of Fraudrin’s influence, he sometimes fooled around with Helbram when Dreyfus/Fraudrin wouldn’t pay attention to him for long periods of time.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He is pretty experienced and knows exactly what he’s doing. Dreyfus was not the first guy he ever slept with, so he has previous experience, and would guide Dreyfus a bit the first few times they had sex. Although they both also had additional experience from the Fraudrin years.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary. Yes he’s very basic. He likes looking Dreyfus in the face and also not doing a lot, so it suits him. Although cowgirl (is that right for this situation?) is a close second.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He is not serious at all in the moment, they are both really goofy during sex. Their top priority in these moments is to have fun. He also gets very cheeky.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He is VERY well groomed. He shaves his chest, belly and armpits regularly. He doesn’t shave his arms or legs, but his body hair is so light colored and fine that you can hardly see it. And yes, the very tidy carpet does match the drapes.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He is very intimate. He and Dreyfus communicate a lot during sex and check up on one another, remark if something is uncomfortable, and call each other the loveliest of nicknames, which they both love very much.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

At some point him and Dreyfus started exchanging love notes every now and again, which sometimes end up very explicit. Hendrickson would read them while masturbating.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He has a praise kink.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Beds, obviously, but also on tables or counters. Maybe in a secluded forest clearing if they’re feeling adventurous.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Due to his kink, nice words, sweet nothings and cute nicknames whispered in his ear paired with kisses all over his face and neck get him going. Also Dreyfus manhandling him and putting him right where he wants him.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He would never do anything outside of his or Dreyfus’ house, or anything too risky that might end in one or both of them getting hurt. His biggest turn offs are hitting and hair-pulling. He wants to be handled with care.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Although he does like receiving it himself, he prefers giving, and he is pretty damn good at it.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Kind of a mix of both. When he’s on top, he starts slow, and speeds up and gets rougher towards the end. He also likes it that way himself when he’s the bottom, which is a lot more common than him topping.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He doesn’t really like quickies, will rarely do one, usually at Dreyfus’ request. He’s not a very spontaneous person with these things, he likes it at least a little preplanned, and with as much time as they want.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Although very content with the bare minimum, he does like to experiment with something new from time to time. But it’s always discussed beforehand with Dreyfus, to make sure they’re both good with the idea, and it’s never anything too crazy or risky.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Since he’s an older guy he can’t go on and on, and his maximum is three rounds. But since Dreyfus is even older and usually doing most of the work, they usually go for one or two rounds. He can last a reasonable amount of time, but Dreyfus knows how to speed up the process if he wants to.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Trying to stay relevant to the time period, he does not have any toys. He might occasionally fashion one from an adequately shaped vegetable. They’ve also experimented with equipment that one would usually use to ride a horse.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He isn’t really a very big tease, Dreyfus is just too irresistible for him to want to tease him for long. He does occasionally play on Dreyfus’ own kink, sexy outfits, and dresses himself up for the other.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s very loud and unapologetic about it. Most common sounds are groans and moans, very positive feedback and a lot of swearing.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

There is a Boar Hat waitress outfit he nicked from the tavern in his wardrobe. He himself doesn’t really like wearing it, since he believes that he looks like a tool in a skirt, but Dreyfus goes mental when he sees him in it. So he wears for him sometimes, at home where no one else can see them.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He sure as hell has a penis. If I were to use one word to describe my vision for his member, it would be ‘elegant’. He’s average sized, about 13 centimeters. Uncircumcised, and because he’s quite pale his glans contrasts a lot with his skin. Not very girthy, not very veiny. Nice balls. I’ve never written such a detailed description of a penis, I hope you’re happy.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

I’d say pretty high, he’s definitely got more sex drive than Dreyfus. He’s calmed down a bit with age, but not a lot. He usually doesn’t act upon his impulses though, understanding that Dreyfus has a lower libido, and also much preferring it when Dreyfus is in the mood and gets things started. Although he will take matters into his own hands if nothing’s happened between them for a wile.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Usually, he’s pleasantly exhausted and more than happy to fall asleep as fast as possible in Dreyfus’ arms. Although sometimes sleep will not come immediately, and he lays awake for a while, thinking about many a thing, especially how glad and happy he is that he and Dreyfus are together, and his love has finally been reciprocated.

+ a bonus drawing of Hendrickson to go with the ABC, posing as an art model lets say…

I’ve made a similar one for Dreyfus, so it was only fair I make one for him too.

[tonystarkfucksaround]

Share your thoughts on frostiron and cherik?Also share anything you like.

I don't know you but you're amazing and deserve happiness and I love you. And I'm also drunk. So, random person on the internet, cheers!

Hi there!! Sorry for taking so long to answer! Life's been really busy lately, and unfortunately not always in a good way, but such is the way of life :'D And omg, thank you for your kind words, I really melted here, it means so much to hear it, now more than ever ;; Cheers to you too, my friend!

As to my thoughts on frostiron and cherik - honestly, it's a little overwhelming, I feel like there's so much I could say about either of the ships that I can hardly say anything at all, if that makes sense? Like I don't even know WHERE TO START. Also I’m not sure if you meant like, share headcanons or meta on the relationships themselves, or what I feel about the ships in general, but I realized that I should’ve clarified that already after a small rant, so... sorry :’D

Frostiron is probably the dearest, most precious ship for me, one that I have never stopped loving ever since discovering it, one that gained me a lot of amazing friends and even, dare I say, affected some of important life choices for me (well, not really, it was mostly Tony Stark's fault, but I'm not kidding when I say he played a major role in my University choice). I'm not really big on changing fandoms, only ever joined a few, so it may not be much, but still, there are fandoms and ships that you enjoy, and then there are fandoms and ships that stick with you, you know? So while I can enjoy new peices of media I discover just fine and will really get to it, I know for sure that I will still eventually come back to frostiron, even if it will be another short break :’D

Cherik is... a bit complicated for me right now, I guess, because while I was very much there when XMFC came out and was really into it, it didn’t feel like something I could really get into... then again, it happened at a time where I had a lot going on in my life, and not a year later I got sucked into frostiron, actually, so. :D But the force with which it hit me this time around, I feel like it has the potential to become another ship and fandom that sticks with me (I think by now it’s safe to say that I tend to cycle between three fandoms, and now it might very well become four). So what I mean to say is, cherik is both an old flame for me and a newest obsession, and I’m cautious to evaluate my involvement yet (I have yet to provide any content, ten year old drabbles and vids aside), but it’s been... a really long time since I fell for a (kinda) new ship quite this hard, and it couldn’t have come at a better time - with the amount of shit I have to deal presently, it became my saving grace to the point where I exist on no sleep, just coffee, alcohol and cherik, and it’s enough to keep me going and not break down completely :’D

Sorry for the rant and thanks for the ask again!! I’d love to share some hc’s and ideas maybe as well as long as you’re interested :)

#frostiron #cherik #asks #klsjdfsldf I'M SO SORRY FOR PUTTING THIS ASK OFF FOR SO LONG

[myaheartsmarkie]

hi i just wanted to ask when chapter 3 of addicted will be out? 🥺

hi annonie ! part three is coming along but i have been a bit busy lately w my personal life :( a lot of my younger cousins & siblings are graduating and or going to prom etc etc...and my brother, my boyfriend aaaand my dads birthday's are this week so bruh lol. i haven't had much time to write as much as i want too D: idk if i can give a definite answer on when i'll be done, but, i wanna say mid-next week. my apologies but if you guys would like it, i can give another spoiler T-T ( just to hold you guys over !! thank u guys for being patient <3 )

you rock back and forth on your feet in the elevator. you were a little nervous. you fiddle with your fingers, rubbing over the acrylic on your nails. it was just jeno…why are you worried. 

you: um…im up here, wya?

j: come to the back. 

you lock your phone, nodding your head. you push through the swing doors, making your way to the back of the locker rooms. you take a deep breath before you twist the doorknob. you peek from behind the door, everything looks the same. same chair, same desk, same jeno. 

“took you long enough” he says through gritted teeth. you don’t respond, you just step fully into the small room before you close the door behind you. “ come here,” he tells you. 

you slowly make your way to him, eyes on the floor. he’s shirtless, leaning against the desk. sweat is collected above his brow, you wonder if he’s fresh out of practice. jeno’s index finger curls under you chin, jerking your head up. though he’s leaning against the desk he’s still towering over you. his intimidating features and size make your legs tremble. you look up at him, chewing on your bottom lip nervously. 

“don’t be so scared love..” he whispers, bending down to be closer to you. you gulp down hard, both your mouth and your throat suddenly dry. “i-i have practice…a-at 2:30” you tell jeno and he smiles down at you. “we’ll be done by then, but i don’t know if you’ll be able to stand.” jeno loops a finger through your belt loop, tugging you into him. as your body collides with his he bends down to catch your lips in a kiss. your hands are awkwardly pressed against his chest, not really knowing what to do with them. one arm is holding you in place, the other placed at the back of your neck. “i missed you,” he tells you through small kisses and breaths.

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SHEEEEEESH LOLLLL

im so excited guys omg i want u guys to read it so bad D: IM TRYING TO RUSH THE PROCESS IM SORRY YALLBHJDCBJSH

#[ spoiler ] #addicted / l.jn #[ mya's mail ~ ♡ ]

[danishphoner]

HAII FRIEND *smushes you with love*

HEYYYYYYYY FRIEND!!!! *smushes u with love too* skdjdkksj hope you’re doing okayyy, missed u! 💕💕

#bluefirecas #anne talks #life’s been so busy lately sorry for taking too long to answer D:

[a-jynx]

:0 yall are ACTUALLY insane omg- 1,061 of you guys like my stuff??? im so thankful for you all and i hope my future works get as much love <33

also how should we celebrate 1K?? i genuinely have no thought behind it, so if there's something you guys would want to see lemme know !! without further ado; how the DSMP introduce you on stream; [dream team + others]

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Dream; - this mf doesn't have a face-cam but he does have a mic, so chat 100% heard you come in laughing about a TikTok - "babe-" - he's never jumped so high or muted himself so quickly, but chat was already flying with questions and you couldn't help but feel relief as you guys had been dating for months and you could keep it a secret for so long... - "do you want to come out about our relationship? i don't want you to be bombarded with questions and shit," "we'd have to tell them sometime, bubs," - after getting your approval, he'd unmute and start to introduce you; "okay, chat, uh... Yes, someone came in, yes they called me babe, and yes i am dating someone - sorry simps - this is Y/N, my partner, and I want you guys to show them love and respect since I love them-" "more than George?" - dream glared at you before rolling his eyes, mumbling "you're an idiot" under his breath - oh, and let's just say you guys were trending for a few days <3

Sapnap; - it was definitely during his shock stream (yes, im holding onto the stream for as long as i live) - he forgot to tell you - which doesn't seem possible, but he was busy trying to get dream to fix up the shock collar - "hey bubs what're you-" - once again he's never jumped that high before but he whipped around and stared at you, as you stared back at him before slowly - trying - to lower your voice - "you're streaming-" "i've been streaming for the past hour - how have you not heard me?!" "i've been gone, dickhead!" his mic definitely picked up all of that and there will be clips all over TikTok, so have fun finding those on your fyp ! - he would pause everything before stepping to the side, holding you and whispering (he remembered to mute) - "do you wanna meet them? i know my chat's already freaking out" "you do have some crazy fans babe.. but what's the harm in getting it done..?" -he brought you over, holding you in his lap, and began to answer all of the questions flying in 'how long have you been dating?' 'did you both move in with dream?' 'do we know them somehow??' a lot of questions that lowkey took over the stream but Sap was thankful - dream was being a dick with the cheap jumpscares - "i think that went well," and would you look at that? trendinggg~

George; - that little door that's always closed?? yeah, you opened it and came from there - you lowkey scared the shit out of him since he just saw it from the corner of his eye - "oh my god, Y/N what the hell-" - ayo this boy would actually yell at you to get out or something, but we both know you won't <3 -"okay, rude, i literally came to ask what you wanted to get for dinner" "yeah, and I'm streaming???" "yeah, i know, i can see that- oh you're streaming..." - you both would just stare at each other and would be so confused on what to do - i mean, they've seen you but like... are you guys ready to put your relationship out there? - George would end the stream, not bothering with a goodbye or anything since this was a big thing for you guys - and after discussing it over some take-out, you guys both posted a couple photos on both of your Twitters :)

Quackity; - o m g; he'd just laugh because you looked terrified but then he'd mute and step aside to hug you - he wouldn't know what to do at first; he obviously comforted you first but he had no real idea of how to approach this since he wanted to keep at least a little bit of his life hidden - would ignore it; donos turned off, any questions in bits he skipped over, and of course any questions in chat he ignored - he wouldn't want to pressure you into showing off your relationship when you both agreed to keep it out of your social media lives - ofc the questions would get a lot and if the fans found your socials, they'd spam you asking - finally, Q posted a photo on his Instagram story with him pressing a long kiss to your cheek with the caption 'mi vida'

Wilbur; - he'd watch you come in from his camera - definitely was too late for him to be streaming </3 - "hello, love bug.. did I wake you?" pls he'd be so sweet about accidentally waking you or something before turning his chair towards you, opening his arms - cradling you close, he'd go back to his stream, ignoring the flying by questions, going back to what the conversation was about until he pressed a few kisses to your hair, rubbing his thumb against your shoulder - "yes, chat, this is my significant other, and you can see they're sleepy, so it's going to be a bit quieter," - would ask for screenshots and clips because a) you'd been wanting a new home screen b) he knew you looked cute c) he wanted to gush about you and now was a perfect time- - "oh, chat, that reminds me of the time Y/N did-" and would tell the story; bragging about you came easy to that simp

Karl; - it 100% would be because you wanted to join </3 - probably during a JackBox game with his friends, and they looked like they were having fun - plus Karl mentioned wanting to come forward with your relationship when he noticed that everyone kept pointing out how all of Mr. Beast crew had significant others - his face would literally go :0 to :D so quickly because he noticed it was you - "baby?? did you need something??" "yeah, i wanna join :((" - his heart would explode because of perfect timing?? - "perfect ! Chat, this is-" he'd paused and pull you into the cameras' view with a giggle and pressing small kisses to your cheek as you laughed as well, slouching into his chest as he tried to read chat "this is my lovely, adorable partner Y/N!! - you'd laugh and wave before he unmuted in-game and announced you were wanting to play, which everyone agreed because you were so sweet?? and your answers were top-notch like omg

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hello, helloooo~

exciting news, i got a new job !! i went shadowing and paperwork today, so my first official day is Monday, so posts will be a little slower as I am now working full-time! I will try and get more stuff out and I hope it still gets all the love <3

Until tomorrow, I hope you have a beautiful day ~ J

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[omg-imatotalmess]

Better Than Your Pillow

Hey guys! There was an anon that asked for a little more sub!neville as a cure for their blues, and I couldn’t resist. Sub!neville is chicken soup for the soul. Hope y’all enjoy!

Pairing: Neville Longbottom x Reader

Requested: Ye

Anonymous Requested: i need more sub neville. i’m so sad

Warnings: Pillow humping, mild voyeurism, fingering, dirty talk, mild praise kink, sub!neville, dom!reader, swearing

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If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, you wouldn’t have believed it. Neville. Your sweet, shy, ever awkward Neville curled over his pillow, humping it with the desperation of a dog in heat. All while spilling the filthiest fantasies into the open air. Every one of them revolving around you. In your shock, all you could do was take it in. And you couldn’t say you minded. He was really putting on a good show.

“(Y/N)! Fuck, I’ll be your good boy!” he cried, fisting his sheets like they were the only things keeping him steady.

“I’ll be so good! Use me however you want. Please, I want you to!” he babbled. His hips shifted faster, maybe imagining your reply. You certainly knew what it would be.

You took a step further into the room, closing the door quietly so as not to disturb the scene in front of you. It was everything you’d ever hoped for—the amalgamation of every wet dream you’d ever had wrapped up in a pretty bow. Well, in an argyle sweater vest, actually. Leaning against the bedpost, you let his sheer want wash over you. It was heavy and searing but more perfect than you ever could have imagined. And from there, you could see his face. The way his mouth gaped open, chest heaving with every sound out of him and his eyes screwed shut against the onslaught of pleasure your phantom self was giving him. It made you wonder what he’d look like if he got the real thing. You couldn’t believe Neville hadn’t noticed you yet. Then again, he was too busy talking to hear your own labored breaths.

“Do anything you want to me! Please, I’m yours. Your little slut to play with! Tie me up and play with me until you’re satisfied!” he begged.

“If that’s what you want.” The words slipped out of your mouth completely unbidden.

“(Y/N)?!” he squeaked.

“You were late to our study session,” you said.

“I-I’m so sorry. Merlin, I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life. Let me just p-put my trousers on an-and I’ll be there in a minute,” he rambled, scrambling into a sitting position with the pillow doing very little to conceal his flushed, dripping cock.

“Don’t stop on my account,” you said, a smile curling at the corner of your mouth, “It looked like you were just getting to the good bit.”

“Please don’t tease me,” he moaned, covering his face with his hands.

“Who’s teasing?” you asked, feeling a smile curling at the corner of your mouth.

“Why can’t the castle just swallow me whole and put me out of my misery?” he said miserably. It was like he hadn’t heard you.

“Who’s teasing, Nev? I’m interested,” you said.

“I-Interested?” he sputtered, head shooting up.

“Mm-hmm, I’d love to help you out. If you want me to, that is. If not, I’ll leave, and we’ll pretend this never happened,” you offered.

Blinking at you with big, slightly unsure eyes, Neville let his pillow slip off his lap. He wanted to. You could tell that much. The way his eyes trailed up and down your body was leaving you a little hot under the collar. Smiling, you waited for him to answer. It was his decision, and who were you to rush him? Taking in a shaky breath, he reached for you, pulling you gently onto the bed while trying not to look you in the eyes.

“Please?” he whispered.

“Please what?” you asked despite the knowing glint in your eye.

“Please, touch me,” he muttered shyly.

“Like this?” you asked, drawing patterns over his plush thigh with your fingertips, just barely brushing his cock each time. It jumped with each gentle attention.

“(Y/N),” he whined. You gave him a wolfish grin.

“I guess I did say I wasn’t teasing,” you said. “Undress me.”

“A-Are you sure?” Despite the question, he was already working the buttons of your shirt with shaking hands, popping them open one by one.

“Hurry up. I don’t like to be kept waiting,” you ordered.

“A-Alright. Anything you want,” he breathed, yanking your shirt the rest of the way open and pushing it off your shoulders before making quick work of your pants. Each item was laid carefully beside the bed as soon as it left you. Before long, you were bare in front of him as his eyes roamed your body. It was like you’d showed him Eden. He couldn’t figure out where to look first. You smiled, pulling him toward you by his sweater vest. God, you were glad he’d kept it on.

“Good boy,” you purred, “Now, I want you to finger me open until I’m nice and ready to take that pretty cock of yours.”

“Okay, okay,” he said, reaching blindly for the bottle of lube he’d tossed on the edge of the bed when he started.

Slicking up his fingers, he stroked over you a few times just to excite you a little more. Also likely just to touch you like that. You let him. Bringing your hands to your own chest, you pinched and tugged at your nipples lightly. Partly to add to the sensation of Neville’s fingers stroking your sex and partly to put on a show. He watched your fingers dancing over your chest for a moment before bringing his eyes to yours.

“Can I-Can I suck them?”

“Kiss me first,” you said. As his lips touched your own, he pressed a finger into you gently. Groaning, you arched your back and bit down on his lip. When he let out a thin whine, you laved your tongue over the spot. The two of you stayed like that for a bit, his finger moving in you, kissing you as though the world was burning down around you. Then you pulled back. Dragging in a deep breath, you fisted his hair.

“Go on. Use your mouth.” He didn’t need to be told twice. Licking and sucking at your nipples as he added fingers. His tongue flickered over one hardened bud, pressing his fingers into you all the more eagerly.  For a while, you simply lost yourself to the sensation.

“(Y/N),” he whined, grinding his dripping cock against your leg.

“Be a good little slut and beg for it,” you said.

“Please, please, I’ll do anything you want! I’ll be such a good boy for you. I will. So good. Please, (Y/N), let me put it in. Can I put it in?” he plead, practically humping your leg like he’d been humping his pillow earlier.

“You really want it?” you teased.

“Yes! So much! I’ll be such a good boy,” he promised.

“Fuck me.” Your voice was low and sharp—an order. One that he couldn’t have resisted even if he wanted to. He pressed into you slowly, watching you to make sure you were enjoying yourself. Each inch was a little more heaven than the last. Growling, you tugged his hair and bucked your hips down impatiently.

“I-I’m trying to be gentle,” he whimpered, shaking in your grip.

“Who the fuck asked for gentle?” you snarled, yanking his hair savagely. “I said fuck me, Neville!”

“Ooooooh!” A long howl burst from his mouth as he thrust into you recklessly, which you silenced with your mouth. Swallowing down his pathetic, little sounds of please and trading them for yours. His hips pounded against yours, encouraged by your heels digging into the small of his back. At this point, you couldn’t tell if he was chasing his pleasure or yours. You didn't care. It was all the same.

“Fuck, there! Good boy, right there!” you groaned.

“Thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you...” his thanks became a chant into the crook of your neck. He only interrupted it to sink his teeth into it every now and then.

“Harder!” Obedient as you expected, he fucked into you hard enough to scoot the two of you up the bed. The sound of the headboard slamming against the wall was just background noise to you. Neville’s drawn-out, sobbing moans were far more interesting.

“Close,” he breathed.

“Don’t you dare cum before I do,” you hissed in his ear.

“Please, please, (Y/N). So close,” he begged. His hips had completely lost any semblance of rhythm. They just pistoned away unevenly, somehow managing to hit exactly where you wanted it most.

“C’mon, a little more. Almost...!” Your words trailed off into a long, high moan as your orgasm washed over you. For a moment, the world whited out. All you could feel was Neville driving himself into you like a man unhinged and wave after wave of pleasure. When you finally came back to earth, Neville was hammering into you, sobbing incoherent pleas into your shoulder.

“Can I cum? Please?” he sobbed.

“Cum for me,” you said. And he was gone. His teeth sunk into your shoulder, but it did nothing to stifle his shout of pleasure. You could feel his hands leaving bruises on your hips, but you didn’t mind. Not as he shook on top of you, pumping his cock in you a few final times before collapsing on top of you. Smiling, you pressed a kiss to his sweaty hair.

“Better than you pillow?” you giggled after a moment of catching your breath.

“I’m never going to live this down,” he muttered, keeping his face buried in your neck.

“If it makes you feel better, I’ve never cum so hard in my life,” you said. Pulling back, he looked down at you with a good measure of surprise on his face.

“R-Really? I was good?” he stuttered in disbelief.

“So fucking good. Jesus Christ, Nev, I almost blacked out,” you said. He made a pinched-off sound, dipping his face out of your eyesight. After another moment of silence, he spoke up.

“Thank you,” he said.

“No problem. If you ever wanna do that again, come find me,” you said, carding your fingers gently through his hair.

“Can I take you on a d-date first?” he asked shyly.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’d like that, but how about a nap first,” you said. Nodding, he curled up against your side and dropped off almost immediately. You, however, laid awake for a bit. That was so much better than studying. And definitely better than his pillow.

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[tarosin]

The great adventures of y/n, Tommy, Jack and Tubbo

Requested:yes/no

Pairing: Platonic jack/tommy/tubbo/reader

Summary: another day another adventure

Content warning: cursing / I didn't proof read

An: reader has bright unnatural hair I wrote a lot, I can't figure out how to add read more on mobile I'm sorry

The music you were currently listening to was interrupted by the discord group notifying you that you have a new message.

Tommy: Y/N HOW BUSY ARE YOU TUBBO HAS COME TO VISIT AND JACK IS HERE

y/n: I mean I've currently got hair dye on but it’s being washed off and dried in around 20 minutes, why?

y/n: WAIT TUBBO?!?!

tubbo: oh yeah I forgot to tell you

y/n: how did you forget you know what nevermind, I’m glad you’re here :]

jack: we should be here in an hour so you have plenty of time to get ready

tubbo: what colour dye y/n

y/n: you’ll see soon enough as apparently, you’re all showing up at my house

Tommy: I suggest you wear comfortable shoes

y/n: I am terrified

Tommy: you have nothing to fear... for now

•••

luckily it had only taken you just over 40 minutes to get ready giving you roughly 20 minutes to prepare for the adventure ahead. or so you thought, as soon as you sat down ready to check your phone the sound of Tommy and tubbo laughing could be heard from your room, jack sent a message “hey we got here extremely early I’m sorry there’s no rush the others have been distracted by dreams music :)”

grabbing a backpack from next to your bed you had quickly chucked your phone and purse into the bag unsure as to what you’re going to need today.

•••

as soon as you opened the door you were met with an ecstatic tubbo who instantly pulled you into a hug unable to contain their excitement of seeing their friend

“I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU IN AGES YOUVE CHANGED SO MUCH LOOK AT YOUR HAIR”

“I look exactly the same”

“Now I’m no genius y/n but last time we spoke you didn’t have unnatural hair”

you paused for a moment as tubbo had a point the last time you and tubbo were on face time your hair was classed as a natural colour however today as a fuck you to your school which didn’t allow unnatural hair you decided to dye it your favourite colour.

“you raise a fair point now if you don’t mind releasing me from your grasp I have to lock the door so no one gets in”

•••

“Tommy unlock the door let tubbo and y/n in”

“Y/N YOU'RE HERE- HOLY SHIT YOUR HAIR! JACK ARE YOU SEEING THIS”

“Hello to you too Tommy”

“well if we weren’t going to get noticed at the shopping centre earlier y/ns bright fucking hair will definitely cause people to notice us”

“oh I’m sorry I didn’t expect to be going shopping with a bunch of Minecraft streamers today”

“don’t you stream Minecraft?”

“This isn’t about me jack”

the trip to the shops was surprisingly relaxing y/n sat at the front listening to jack sing along to songs playing on the radio, however, it was clear the boys had something they weren’t telling y/n which became evident through Tommy and tubbo bickering in the back of the car about who was going to tell them. it was a relatively short journey due to the fact you lived close to the city centre

•••

“let’s go shopping boys” Tommy practically yelled to everyone, tubbo held his phone in your direction then looked towards you, nodding at him you grabbed his phone and began recording

“I'm vlogging”

Tommy walked over “YEAHHHHH”

walking past cex you had to put up with Tommy making sex jokes until you made it to game, you stood holding back your laugh as you filmed Tommy and tubbo fighting about who’s paying whilst jack went off to buy a Minecraft squishy and mug despite everyone’s arguments against it. soon enough fans came over asking for photos with you all once the group of fans left jack took over recording for tubbo whilst you went off to quickly buy some games that you could play on stream.

•••

“want a wig bro? jack!”

the four of you walked into the shop, you couldn’t help but stand in awe looking at all the bright colours already questioning what colour to dye your hair next the sound of Tommy and jack being amazed pulled you out of your thoughts

“Gogy goggles, I’m actually buying them”

“i wan’t a pair”

“no, you’re getting a wig jack”

“I don’t want a wig I want George”

“y/n has bright hair and they’re not complaining”

“what do you have against people with colourful hair jack hmm?”

•••

“I'm not happy”

“you look lovely jack”

“we’re getting so many looks”

tubbo stopped everyone to ‘fix’ jacks wig which resulted in everyone laughing once you had finally stopped laughing you noticed tubbo had walked off and you were convinced jack had randomly decided to record strangers until you saw tubbo going up and down escalators

“oh there he goes again”

“pov you’re thinking about bees”

“where to next boys?”

Tommy pointed towards the lift

“Is this a lift for us”

Tommy noticed the safety sign and automatically made comments about it

“keeping us all safe is what I would say if I wasn’t carrying a knife”

“oh same Tommy”

“look you can see me”

taking that as an invitation to join the vlog you stood behind tubbo and pointed at the sign again and looked at Tommy and jack

“keeping us all safe is what I would say if we weren’t about to do this-“

the three of you went to jump up and down

“NO”

the four of you quietly left the lift however you were convinced that the public heard Tommy comment on having a knife and you threatening to jump as once the lift opened everyone was staring at you but it could also be due to the fact you had brightly coloured hair and somehow convinced jack to keep the wig on, you all spent a long time trying to convince Tommy to get a new outfit, eventually you went into another shop a certain keyboard caught your eye

“I’ve found my home, ill stay here at the gamer bunker”

you decided now was the perfect time to sneak off to buy the keyboard that had caught your eye, once tubbo noticed it was too late you stood holding the bag with your purchase leaving you stood in the middle of the shop defending your purchase to him claiming that it was a business expense and not just because you thought it looked cool.

“you told me you wanted to save your money”

“it lights up tubbo and it fits the vibe of my room”

Tommy placed his arm on your head treating you as an armrest as you were shorter than him and he knew it annoyed you

“they have a point tubbo it lights up”

once the recording ended you made your way back to the car

“say y/n you wouldn’t mind if me Tommy and jack stayed the night as tomorrow we were thinking-“

“sure thing”

“YESSSSSS”

•••

the next day you were woken up at 9 am by Tommy stood at the foot of your bed

“hi y/n”

“WHAT THE FUCK- oh hi Tommy Jesus christ do you know how horrifying that was to wake up to”

“Sorry bout that but if I didn’t wake you up now you’d only wake up in the afternoon and we need to go soon I’ll leave you to get ready”

you noticed a note was next to a jumper on the floor ‘hi, thanks for letting us stay the night I really liked your hoodie so I decided to wear it today here’s mine in exchange- Tubbo :D’

normally you’d be concerned that someone stole your hoodie as you live with your parents however today was an exception once you were all ready you set off jack pulled into a McDonald's drive-through so you could all get breakfast

“nice hoodie y/n”

“Thanks, someone took mine and decided to make a trade”

“you’re welcome”

the journey was quiet again you sat next to tubbo in the back Tommy sat at the front screaming at jack and trying to distract him and people around you decided to took a picture with tubbo who now had his arm wrapped around you as it was rather cold in the car and posted it to Twitter ‘@ ranboosaysstuff wish you were here :D’ less than a minute later you received 2 notifications ‘ranboosaysstuff replied to your tweet: same’ ‘ ranboosaysstuff has tweeted: *the spongebob gif*’

•••

soon enough you all arrived at mint golf to say you we’re excited would be an understatement

“can I get the shortest club you have”

you stood hiding your face in the jumper tubbo left you whilst you laughed a few minutes later you received a call from ranboo the others said they’d sort everything for you whilst you answered

“what’s up tall one”

“stay safe okay”

“ranboo it’s mini-golf I’m not fighting criminals”

“yes but I know how clumsy you are”

“first of all rude second of all fuck you third of all jealousy isn’t a good look on you” you managed to say through laughter

“jokes aside please come to the UK boo”

“oh sure I’ll go book a plane ticket now” *ranboo ended the call*

ranboo made jokes like that before however this time sounded a lot more serious and you had no idea why he called you so you made a mental note to call him again later. once with friends again you were met with Tommy telling the worker all about you all

“yeah we’re big on the influencing”

“What on earth did I walk in on”

“no time to explain let’s go golf”

you were handed a club and a ball and were dragged away by jack

•••

tubbo joked about getting a hole on one as soon as it was his go, you bet £10 with jack he wouldn't

“hand over the money y/n”

you looked at Tommy who was now recording you handing jack the money “so today we have learnt to not underestimate your friends and that gambling is bad. you lose your money to a tall bald guy”

to put it politely you and Tommy found out that mini golf is not your calling in life

“ill stick to streaming“

“you’re both losing by the way”

“yeah well- why and how does tubbo have soup”

tubbo stood cradling the soup as though it was a child

“Some things I can’t explain to you”

you stood tilting your head to the side questioning where the hell he got soup from

“eh”

“soups like a small child I take care of it as if it was my own”

you couldn’t contain your laughter at this point the confused faces of your friends alongside tubbos happiness of soup sent you over the edge so you decided to just sit down before you fall as your knees were already weak from laughing too much

“where did you get the soup from”

“I manifested it”

•••

after a few solid minutes of arguing over soup you and Tommy dropping the phone you all continued with bowling.

“tubbo get out of the way of my dream ball”

you stood recording jack cheering him on tubbo had different plans and kicked the ball away resulting in jack giving up and copying what you had been doing most of the rounds, after missing the hole 3 times each go, picking up the ball and placing it in the hole however again he missed

“you can’t be serious”

“golf isn’t for everyone big man”

Tommy took the phone from you to record “pov you’re me golfing”

•••

“how do we get across there”

“probably the bridge”

Tommy pulled to rope moving the bridge across the gap

“Why thank you, Tommy, wouldn’t have been able to do it without you”

you laughed

“you're extremely welcome y/n it was extremely easy because I’m a big muscly man”

golf was finally going well till you hit the ball a bit too hard causing it to go over the fence tubbo was able to get the ball back

“I’ve been watching a lot of doctor shows” you stood amazed at how far you made the ball go

“see the issue is its mini golf. if this was regular golf I'd have got a hole in one I'm telling you”

•••

“I'm never being in your vlog again”

jack looked at you and tubbo who was now laughing at you pretending to worship the can of soup in the hole

“Tommy please come back”

the rest of the game was chaos, you kept missing the hole then claiming to rage quit golf tubbo and Tommy kept making jokes jack left his drink somewhere then had to go back and find it, no one had been paying attention to you which allowed you to take the score sheet and make it so you had won the game eventually he game was over you had declared yourself the champion of golf despite the fact everyone was better than you including Tommy

•••

the journey back was chaos you called ranboo who claimed he only called you to plan a video/stream with you however it was clear that wasn’t the reason tubbo whispered to you so no one could hear

“I think he wants to be here with us I think he’s jealous”

you laughed and nodded

“of course”

eventually, you all made it back to yours, ranboo said goodbye to everyone then ended the call now it was time for you to say your goodbyes. since your love language was physical touch you hugged everyone. As you walked into your house Tommy yelled “Y/N HOW DO YOU FEEL ABOUT PLANES”

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