#ok but can we talk about that shot where they're walking side by side

[postmodern-blues]

BEATRICE: You have stayed me in a happy hour: I was about to protest I loved you. BENEDICK: And do it with all thy heart. BEATRICE: I love you with so much of my heart that none is left to protest. BENEDICK: Come, bid me do anything for thee.

#another shitty edit but i'm deeply unwell so #can you tell i saw some shakespeare recently #good omens #good omens 2 #much ado about nothing #benedick #beatrice #aziraphale #crowley #s2e5 #s2e2 #s2e4 #good omens edit #good omens 2 edit #ineffable husbands #ok but can we talk about that shot where they're walking side by side #because that one got me folks. i can't lie #good omens photoset #good omens spoilers #pls excuse the poor quality I am terrible at editing #william shakespeare

[yuu-kumeii]

A/N : I swear this is just a Kiyoomi drabble, the set up just got a tiny bit too long

Ok so imagine the MSBY 4 having to make a 'day in the life of' type vlog for a promotion for an upcoming game, event, or collab. Where everyone can take turns holding the camera and vlog about their individual days and routines, so the whole video would be like a compilation vlog showcasing the team in their purest form.

Shoyo and Koutaro will absolutely just ramble on camera about every little thing that happened to them, often getting distracted when it's their turn with the camera. At times both are just going on about their mornings when either one of them holds the camera while the other 2 members just walk in silence behind them.

Being able to capture moments like Kou forgetting he's supposed to put the camera on the bench to get good enough shots of their practice, so the shots of their practice were from far away with a clear blur to it or when Shoyo accidentally dropped the handheld, picked it back up quickly and immediately apologized to the coach while offering to pay for it despite nothing being actually broken. All caught on camera, blurry figures and a lot of fast camera shakes.

Out of the 2, Kou is the one who most likely forgets the next thing he's going to talk about because he was focused on the current topic. He may be older but that doesn't mean he changed all that much, it's still ok though, the marketing department in charge of the editing said it makes him look all the more approachable.

Meanwhile, Shoyo is the 'golden boy' of this vlog. He's energetic, humble, kind, encouraging and he has just the type of face that screams 'We look forward to your support! I promise we won't let you down!'. He also does the same things Kou does, but he gets visibly flustered when he forgets. Everyone would find that cute, the marketing team just knew it.

He and Kou are on the same basis in terms of the 'pure and lovable one people just can't help but support' but they're on different wavelengths.

Kou appeals to the crowd that just craves this type of whimsy and fast paced energy, someone who forgets to think before he does most things but will be the most visibly sincere about apologizing that you can't help but forgive him.

While Shoyo appeals to a more mellowed out side, much like Kou but he's a bit more aware of his actions and surroundings. He does have his moments though and that paired with his pure hearted nature just makes it sweeter to watch.

On the other hand, you have Atsumu and Kiyoomi. Two very different players with very different appeals on camera, yet able to have some of the best back and forths throughout the vlog.

Atsumu, to no one's surprise, will try to capitalize every part of the screen. Whenever it's his turn to hold the camera, it's his turn. So much happens in such a short amount of time that it felt like he was on a multi-week reality show and not a one day vlog, he would go on and on about himself and his life story that it's hard not to feel like you've known the guy your whole life at that point.

Not to mention the amount of mishaps he tries to shake off is enough for his fans to make an entire compilation video. It's so much fun to see Atsumu trip, stagger that clearly shows he was caught off guard, then going back to vlogging on camera like nothing happened while the others laugh behind him. Other notable things were Kiyoomi 'accidentally' serving a ball straight into the back of Tsumu's head while he was explaining his routine on camera and Atsumu also accidentally dropping the camera but instead of admitting it he just pretends nothing happened.

Too bad the editing crew decided to keep that little moment in the video.

One last tidbit that showed Atsumu being just as caring as the sunshine pair was his 'attempt' at subtly promoting Onigiri Miya throughout his parts, emphasis on attempt. Because he would say things like,

"I like ta' go to Onigiri Miya sometimes, cause' I gotta brag to Samu' about another win ya' know? The food 's also good,"

"Is this an ad for Onigiri Miya?"

"...No"

Yeah, no one believes him. But it's so cute, watching him deny every accusation that he wants to brag about his twin's accomplishments as much as his own. Samu definitely put in extra fatty tuna in Tsumu's onigiri for that, don't tell him that though.

And lastly Kiyoomi, your boyfriend and very captivating volleyball player of the MSBY Black Jackals.

Every time he's on-screen, it's just a whole different energy. Calm and collected with minimal words, a drastic difference from the many life stories you get from the others, Kiyoomi prefers to be as vague and general as possible. However, even if his talking is minimal, he still manages to have some of the funniest shots in the video. Courtesy of the other members helping to fill Kiyoomi's segments.

Though the one moment you can say will stick with you, and him, til the day you probably get married (hopefully, fingers crossed). So, each of the boys have a little clip that encapsulates each of their characters and dynamics with each other. Those moments include Shoyo and Koutaro having a little game of rock-paper-scissors in the corner of the gym, everyone trying to imitate Kiyoomi's bendy wrist, 3/4 of the MSBY 4 getting reprimanded by Meian while the rest just watch with smug looks.

All the best moments that show how close they are in a little montage. The moment you're referring to, is this clip of the Jackal's gym. Empty and quiet, the lights are still on and everything is in its place. There, in the corner on a bench, is Kiyoomi sitting by himself. Munching on some dried plums from this little white packet, just sitting there.

It's not something you can explain but seeing him there alone, not to mention the way it was shot that made him look teeny tiny, just about did it for you. The second that clip was shown, you were gone, sent to the sky never to return.

He just looked so small and alone, it's so sad but it's so funny to you. It gives you the uncontrollable urge to coo at him and kick your feet a little, the b roll of the shot just slowly panning towards his little big figure on that bench minding his own business.

He's so little, so cute, so by himself in that gym and he's so going to be your fiance because you want that clip played in your guys' engagement party as one of your reasons to marry him.

#「★ It's showtime! ★」 #haikyuu fluff #haikyu x reader #haikyu x female reader #haikyuu drabbles #sakusa fluff #sakusa x reader #kiyoomi x reader #sakusa kiyoomi x reader #This has been in my drafts for how long???? #I have another one that's basically done but I just wanted to add more to it but I never did #Is she back??? I dunno 😍 #I mean hopefully I am 😭

[justanobodywriter]

Public

Kaoru Sakurayashiki - Cherry Blossom

CW: female bodied reader, reader wears a skirt, reader's nickname is Princess (used by multiple characters), public sex and I mean real public, exhibitionism, degradation, dirty talk, vaginal penetration, creampie (seriously be safe a wrap it), reader orgasm

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"Now it's time for amateur hour," some kid announced.

S had been much more frequented recently with all kinds of younger kids wanting in on the big races. That lead to once a week amateur hour. Where those who weren't as versed as others could still get in on some of the action and get their names out in the community.

"The amateurs are lining up, you don't wanna be late to the start," Cherry teased.

You snorted, "Come on, I could smoke those losers any day."

"I hear there's a new kid who is really good in this one," Joe chimed in.

The three of you had come to see some of the newcomers. Joe was right. There was a rumor going around the community that there was a young kid who would give even the best of the best a run for their money. It intrigued you all, which was probably why you all ended up here together.

"They're getting started now," Joe observed. "You guys wanna move down the track?"

"Sounds like a good idea to me," you beamed.

Cherry sighed, following behind as you and Joe made the walk through the crowd, "I suppose."

Thankfully, Joe parted the sea of people in front of you all. There weren't many people who didn't move, so the walk down to a more secluded spot was pretty quick and painless.

"Damn, it's more crowded here than usual," Joe groaned.

"Well, there possibly is some more excitement than usual this time," Cherry reminded.

"Come on, Joe," you cooed up at him. "You know you can push your way to the front, can't you?"

Your feigned puppy eyes made his features go soft before showing irritation.

"Fine," he grumbled.

Joe went to push his way through the crowd with you close behind. However, you were stopped rather abruptly.

Cherry's hand gripped tight against your hip and he lowered himself to growl in your ear, "Better watch it, princess."

You shivered at his tone.

His voice was low and demanding. He meant every word he was saying. It would be in your best interest to listen to him, but where's the fun in that?

"Joe, wait up," you called after him, dragging Cherry behind you towards him.

Joe did a pretty good job at getting you all to the front. You stood in front of Cherry who was able to easily see over you. There was a huge rock next to you which allowed you to lean on since you were standing. Joe stood on the opposite side of you as the rock. You all had a very good view of the track and should be able to see the racers coming and going for a while.

"So, Joe, how's work going?" you asked.

You leaned over the railing as you listened to Joe droll on and on about his work. He talked about customers and new recipes and anything else he could think of. While you had no real interest in Joe, it was very remarkable how much passion he had for his job.

You felt a quick pinch to your ass and yelped a bit.

"You alright?" Joe asked.

Cherry looked down at you, "Yes, Princess, are you ok?"

Oh, he was such a cheeky little shit.

"Yeah, I'm fine," you waved them off. "I thought I felt a bug on me."

You shot Cherry a look when Joe wasn't paying attention.

You see, the two of you had been seeing each other in secret for a while now. It wasn't for any particular reason other than to preserve your personal lives. No one had any idea with how well the two of you hid things.

Usually, because of wanting to keep things private, you both would hold back on things like PDA or paying special attention to one another. Which just gave you the opportunity to tease Cherry by flirting with Joe every once in a while.

"I warned you to watch it," Cherry spoke down in your ear.

You glared at him over your shoulder, "You should be more careful. We are out in public."

"Oh, please," Cherry chuckled. "You think that will stop me from stuffing your pretty little cunt with my cock?"

His words sent chills down your spine and a flush to your cheeks.

"There they are!" you heard Reki call.

Of course. Just in time to see you flustered.

"Hey, guys," Reki greeted.

You gave a small smile and wave to them, pretending to watch for the racers.

"Is everything alright, Princess?" Langa asked.

"Fine," you waved them off.

"Are you sure?" Cherry asked. "You seem like something might be wrong."

You could see the smirk on his lips reaching his eyes. He was thankful in these moments that he was wearing a mask. It helped keep his true expression covered, but you knew what he was hiding.

"Seriously, guys, I'm fine," you reassured.

They all gave you skeptical looks, but returned their attention back to the race.

Large screens flashed before you all showcasing the different racers. Someone with a mic talked about where they all were and what was going on. It was exciting, even though they weren't at the top.

"What do you say we have a little fun," Cherry suggested.

You looked over your shoulder at him skeptically, then moved your gaze back to the rest of your friends. Everyone had their attention on the race, thankfully.

"Here?" you questioned him.

His hand trailed up your skirt and over the soft skin of your ass, right over where he had pinched before. He squeezed a bit, but you were more prepared this time and didn't alert the rest.

You leaned over the small railing in front of you. To anyone else around, it just looked like you were trying to get a better look at the screen. Cherry took the opportunity to press his finger against your bare cunt.

"No panties," he lowly chuckled. "Bold choice, don't you think?"

"What are you two whispering about over there?" Joe chimed towards you and Cherry.

"We were just talking about the spot we're going to get you in the next amateur race," Cherry smirked.

"Oh, shut up," Joe retorted, turning his attention back to the race.

You giggled, "Good one."

Cherry pressed one of his long and skilled fingers into you suddenly causing you to let out a low whimper.

You internally thanked yourself for your outfit choice of the day. Cherry was easily able to hide his hands under your skirt on the opposite side of the crowd. The no panties was just an added touch of ease today... though, this was the last thing you thought would happen today.

His fingers curved within you to caress your g-spot just right. Your legs threatened to give out from under you. You choked down a moan. Damn, why was he so good at this?

"Hey, you can see them up on the hill," Reki called out to everyone.

The crowd seemed to press in a bit more.

"Perfect," you hear Cherry smirk.

He had something planned, and you were at his mercy.

His finger left you, causing you to let out a quiet whine. However, it was quickly replaced with his cock prodding at your entrance.

You sucked in a sharp breath.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Langa asked placing a hand on your shoulder.

"Fine," you managed.

Cherry saw you going to speak more and moved his cock slowly between your folds, going straight through to your clit.

"I-oh," you started and were cut off by Cherry's actions. "Shit, sorry. I thought one of th-the racers was-was in trouble."

Langa looked at you skeptically.

"Maybe you should go sit down," Reki suggested.

"No-no, I'm fine, really," you reassured again.

It was impossibly hard to concentrate on their words. Cherry continued to slowly and barely move his hips causing the tip of his cock to repeatedly brush against your clit.

Without much warning, he pulled his hips back and pressed himself fully into you.

You bit your bottom lip so hard, you swore you drew blood. It was the only action that kept you from letting out a moan. Cherry always felt so good inside of you. He fit within you perfectly and hit all the right spots with ease.

It was all you could do to hold yourself up on the railing and try not to let yourself jerk too much as Cherry thrust in and out of you. His hips were barely noticeably bucking into you. Still, he was long and easily pressed the tip of his cock against your cervix.

"Here they come," you faintly heard someone call.

Skaters went flying past you, but you weren't paying attention. You felt the cool air from them going by cool your very flushed face.

"Come on, I bet we can make it down to the bottom before they get there," Reki called out as he was already running off.

"Hey, you two coming?" Joe asked, lingering behind the others.

Cherry looked down at you, "I think we might just stay here and take a minute."

You were so thankful that he was so willing to cover for the both of you right now. You weren't sure that you could form words as his cock stilled within you and only moved slightly as he shifted, effectively grinding his hips into yours.

"Ok, I'll see you two down there," Joe beamed.

It was a moment where the two of you stayed like that before Cherry began moving his hips again.

"Everyone's gone now, Princess," he cooed in your ear.

"Thank-ahhh," you were cut off by a quick snap of his hips back into you.

"Look at you," he snarled as he continued snapping his hips into yours with brute force. "Who do you think you are coming out here in this short of a skirt with no panties on?"

"I-I-I'm-fuck, s-sorr-sorry," you managed.

Each thrust had you gripping the railing harder and pressing yourself back into him.

He scoffed, "Such a slut. Flirting with that idiot, and right in front of me. Have you no shame?"

"No, I'm just a slut," you moaned out.

"Of course you are," he teased. "Only a slut would be taking my cock like this. Everyone was just so close. Even now, anyone could come around the corner. I'm sure there are some racers left."

You let out a beautiful moan.

He flipped you around, so you were leaning with your back against the railing. His hands gripped at the back of your thighs and lifted you. He lined his cock back up with your cunt and slid back in. He began thrusting again.

Your legs were pressed so tight to your chest, as you were suspended and completely at his mercy.

He scoffed again, "Look at how disgusting you are. Taking me out in the open for anyone to see."

"Please, I'm gonna cum," you panted out.

You could hear the slaps of his balls against your ass. His gaze was so stern on you. He moved his mask down and kissed you once.

His skilled fingers trailed down to your clit. He pinched and circled it pushing you over the edge.

"That's right, cum all over me," he instructed.

You were trying to hold back, but when he gave you the go ahead, you let go. You felt your legs shake uncontrollably and your cunt spasmed around him.

He let out a low growl as he looked down to see the white rim you left around the base of his cock. With just a few more pumps, he leaned over you and filled you with his own release.

There was a moment where he just stayed leaned over you. He lifted himself off of you and kissed you again sweetly. His cock pulled out of you, while also pulling some of his release from you.

"Well, that's something I never get tired of seeing," he smirked down at the sight.

His fingers pressed the mix of your releases back into you. You moaned at the overstimulation he was causing you as his fingers curled upwards into your most sensitive spot.

"Hm, think you can keep that there?" he asked.

"I can try," you managed out.

His fingers retreated and he helped you back to your feet.

Immediately, you felt the thick liquids dripping down your thigh.

"Shit," you huffed.

Cherry chuckled, "I guess you're just going to have to face everyone like that."

"You ass," you spat.

"Come on, we've got a race to finish watching," he spoke, helping you walk down the hill.

You rolled your eyes, "Can we at least stop and try to get me a little cleaned up?"

"Why?" he shrugged. "I think you look beautiful."

"Yeah, well I would like to not have to explain the liquids rolling down my leg."

"Oh, now you have a problem with being so forward in public?"

"Shut up."

#cherry x reader #cherry blossom x reader #kaoru x reader #kaoru smut #cherry blossom smut #sk8 smut #sk8 the infinity smut #sk8 x reader #sk8 the infinity x reader #sk8 the infinity fanfic #cherry blossom fic #kaoru sakurayashiki smut

[sery-chan-13]

Through the Canopy of Our Memories

Ch. 1 of “My Sunshine” [Treech TBoSaS x reader]

Warnings: cursing, war, violence, uhhh your dads an asshole. Not physically abusive. But he's an asshole 😡

It was always a struggle for you to make friends. So when your book was taken out of your hands by some other kids, you just resigned to the fact you wouldn't get it back.

"Hey, give it back," a voice said.

You looked up shyly, seeing one of the boys in your class. Dark messy curls, dark eyes that were filled with rage at the moment.

The other kids scoffed, throwing your book down.

"You alright?" He whispered, walking over to you.

You grabbed you book and looked at him with a smile.

"Just dandy... thanks for helpin' me..." you said, noticing him fidgeting with his hands, his foot kicking some dirt near him.

"It's no problem... my names Treech..."

"My names (Y/N)... it's nice to meet you."

The day went on and you two became quick friends. Your only friend. He was a jokester. But quiet, calm, contemplative... and protective.

****

"My Pa says that we might be a target next," you mumbled on your walk to the school with Treech next to you. You had heard your father talking this morning about the bombings, and how the rebels and Capitol had a midway point here in seven to try and kill each other.

"Don't you worry. They'll stay out far, wayyy farther than the lumber yard and our part of the woods... and if they're here in town we'll be ok. Don't worry alright?" He gave you a toothy grin as you reached the school building.

His words made you feel comforted as you entered the classroom. The lecture was dull. And boring. Much like the day outside. You liked the clouds however. Made the sunshine seem even more beautiful when it was out. What wasn't dull and boring were the small pieces of paper, Treech would pass you under the desk. You had to stop yourself from laughing out loud, or risk getting caught.

When it was time for recess, you both ran to the big willow tree near the end of the playground. He grabbed your hand and smiled widely as you raced to it.

"Betcha you can't climb this one," he said with a small grin.

"Betcha I can," you smiled, starting the climb.

Soon you were both sitting on one of the highest tree branches that was sturdy enough for you both to sit on.

A yawn escaped you lips as you lay your head on his shoulder.

"Later tonight... the-"

He didn't get to finish his sentence as all of a sudden you heard kids and teachers screaming. Everyone ran back inside, and you tried to look between the thick leaves of the willow.

You saw smoke from the building next door, and some men with weapons. Rebels. Some men in uniform showed up not long after, going after them, shooting at them. Capitol soldiers.

A teacher cried out that this was a school and there were children to be careful and to leave, but that seemed to make them angry. You didn't see which side did it, but they shot her.

You gasped and started to cry, but Treech was quick to comfort you, trying to calm you down. You two were safe up here. No one should be able to see up into where you two where and besides, your clothing matched the tree almost too well. You always wore green.

Some rebel soldiers came close to the tree and shot up at it. Scare the birds away. Mocking Jays. One bullet scrapped by you, grazing your arm.

You almost scream in fear, and a little pain, but Treech's hand quickly goes over your mouth and he pulls you as close as possible.

With his other hand he puts a finger over his lips, making a shushing motion.

You two spent hours up there, waiting until someone came to say it was ok.

You heard his mom and dad calling for him, and you both quickly climbed down. He got down first and held his arms out for you. You took the short jump, and he caught you grabbing your hand tightly as you ran over to his parents.

His eyes filled with tears as he shouted for his mom.

"(Y/N), Treech! Oh sweethearts, oh goodness, are y'all alright?" His mom ran to the both of you, falling to her knees to hug you both.

"Mama, w-we were in the tree we-we- and then the rebels and the soldiers and we-" he couldn't stop stammering or crying so you gripped onto him tightly.

Your protector.

——

Tears rolled down your cheeks. It has been a week since your dad told you you would be packing up and moving to the capitol.

You told Treech to meet you out in the woods at your guys' spot.

"Hey there sunshine, long time no see," he chirped, using the stupid rhyme you'd come up with as kids as his greeting.

"H-hi lumberjack, did ya get stuck in a t-tree?" You whispered.

The smile immediately dropped from his face.

"Hey? You've been cryin'? Who made you cry I swear I-"

"Treech... Pa said we're movin' to the capitol. I-I should've told you sooner i-I," you stammered as tears rolled down your face.

He wrapped you up in his arms, hugging you tightly.

"When?" He asked. You could tell he was trying not to cry as he would never give you one word answers.

"Two days... two days and we're takin' the first train out... I don't wanna go... I-i-... this is my home. You are my home. I don't wanna go," you sobbed, gripping onto his shirt.

His eyes well up with tears and his voice cracks as he speaks the next words, "Then we are gonna make these last two days the best damn days."

Walking home, hand and hand. Like you'd done all your life. Treech demanded you let him walk you home.

"Mama says I can't let you walk home alone. Says she'll kill me. I believe her."

He had said that so long ago, back when you were little little kids. Yet he still walked you home everyday.

He left you on your porch with a smile and a promise of going out to the lake tomorrow.

Entering the door of your cabin you saw all the things packed up in boxes. You stared at them blankly and curiously. You weren't supposed to pack until tomorrow.

"Ma?" You called out. "Why are all of our things packed?"

"We leave tomorrow. First train in the morning," your father said, coming out of the room.

You shook your head.

"No. Pa, you said I have two more days. Two. No I'm not-"

"You said your goodbyes today. From tomorrow on out you'll be a Capitol girl, and you'll forget all about this... district. You'll forget all about Treech. Everything."

You shook your head, tears falling down your face. You turned around, running out the door.

Your heard your mom screaming out your name, but you ran. Down the dirt roads down the pathways until you reached the familiar cabin. You went around to his window and knocked on it.

It was only a few seconds before he pulled you into his room.

"What... what are you doing here? What's wrong? You're cryin' again..." he mumbled, drying your tears.

"Pa lied. We leave tomorrow. First thing in the morning..."

The next morning, Treech took you down to the train station. You'd stayed overnight with him. Your parents were already waiting.

Treech pulled something out of his pocket and placed it in your hand.

It was a beautiful ring, made out of polished wood. There were small flakes of gold inside it. A small, dainty golden chain was put through the middle. It was obviously much to big for him as of right now.

"Treech, I-.. I can't take this from you it's too fine-"

"It's for you to remember me... and plus, when you come back when we see eachother again, you can give it back."

You took your necklace that had your great grandmother's ring which was in similar fashion to the one he'd given you. It was much to big for you now, so you kept it on the chain. You handed it to him.

"Remember me?"

"Always."

You hugged him tightly, his arms wrapping around you as you cried.

You felt another pair of arms pull me away. You kicked and screamed and begged to have just five more minutes.

Treech grabbed your hand one last time as your father pulled you into the train.

****

It was reaping day and you couldn't believe that your father had made you late. You rush in quietly, seeing Sejanus had save you a seat.

"They already called your name by the way..." he whispered.

Dean Highbottom turned and gave you a questioning look.

"Sorry, I take responsibility for my being late. My father had a meeting and I needed to attend," you whispered apologetically.

He nods and continues on the list.

"You got the boy from district seven-"

You cut Sejanus off before he could finish.

"My Father has been hinting at something all week. And I am not ready to face if he is tellin' the truth..." you mumble.

Sejanus places a comforting hand on your knee.

"I got the boy from district two... used to have class with him," he mumbled.

You placed your hand on top of his, "I'm so sorry..."

After seeing Lucy Gray perform it brought a smile to my face.

"Coriolanus, you've got yourself a beautiful song bird," I whisper after we all stand up.

He turns with a small, fake smile.

"I uh... I have a favor to ask of you," he whispers, leading you out into the hallway.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of you needing my help?" You tease.

While you and Coriolanus had never been 'close', you two knew each other. It was through his cousin that you knew him and his family's situation.

"Cut the act. It's weird not hearing you talk normally," he muttered.

You raised an eyebrow and nodded.

"What do you need?"

"Tomorrow. I'm heading to the train station to meet my tribute. I need her to trust me. I... I need to win. And Highbottom favors you, it's no secret. If I do something stupid and you're doing it too, maybe I'll be forgiven, or let off the hook easier...I know I haven't always been... the nicest to you.... But, please." he looks at you with pleading eyes.

"Alright. I'll see you then."

YIPPEE IM BACK INTO WRITING BOOM ANGST BOOM HAPPY? Boom 🤯

#×reader #treech tbosas #treech x reader #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #Coryo???? Ayo??? #sejanus plinth #coriolanus snow #they’re just little guys

[bryastar]

Word Salad #10

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it ball! 🥺

ok so, i like dabbling with animation a bunch. yesterday I ended up watching a bunch of animation tutorials including One where an animator walks through the process of drawing an animation inbetween...on paper and another one which talks about using timing charts to figure out where a drawing should go.....also on paper!! I understand that like digital vs traditional art each has its own flaws and benefits and whatnot, but what intrigues my brain, personally, is how people were drawing all these super nice well animated shots without the aid or assistance of a computer! and I guess seeing how they explain the process and what they're thinking while they're flipping pages around and eyeballing where the nest line should go, and all this from practice and experience. it gets me thinking like how can this be applied to the software we have today.

i made these on toonsquid on ipad earlier. i think learning timing charts and learning easing in and out helps make animation a bit livelier, and also helped with learning where to draw the inbetweens which i tended to struggle with the most. i think my mindset during all this is just "if people did this on paper over a century ago, i can do this today" and honestly....it's actually a lot simpler than i expected. still time consuming no doubt, but simple.

also related side tangent, when I first started watching friendship is magic, I found a youtube channel where someone was going through the show and analyzing the animation. I was hooked so hard to these, and it's amazing just how much time and effort the animators would put into the show. after seeing this and also the double rainboom flash puppet tutorials, that led me to spontaneously make this asdflyra parody while I quickly put together a Lyra flash puppet from scratch. currently this video is my most watched animation with currently 21K views aa

so yeah, thats all i got for now. i'm definitely excited to dabble more with animation stuff down the line now that I'm slowly finding a process that works for me.

space cookies 🌌🍪

#word salad #journal #mlp #mlpfim #friendship is magic #lyra heartstrings #lyra #asdfmovie #animation #flash #adobe animate #adobe flash #ipad animation #toonsquid #inbetween #classic animation #traditional animation #Youtube

[jupitercl0uds]

[this is from thursday i just kept forgetting to finish the transcript]

another recorded rant lmao

transcript:

so my devilish little self decided to have one of these little rants again because i like to rant (and because i probably have ADHD) and, um, i'm home alone and this is what i do when i'm home alone, because i don't get to speak, because i don't like speaking, because i don't like interrupting people, being weird, people KNOWING i'm weird, or anything like that. even though my family are well aware of that, i don't want them hearing it.

anyway! i reckon i could probably do a fluttershy voice if i tried.

uhh... what's a thing fluttershy would say?

...

ok, this isn't a thing fluttershy would say. but it's on my mind.

[high pitched fluttershy voice] every day is the same. that's not. fluttershy. [fluttershy voice] every day is the same, wake up, look at the fire in the sky festival, be awesome, brood.

i'm so fucking high right now do you see my eyes? they are brrIIGGHt red. i haven't watched the shadow- i haven't watched the '06 dub in too long to remember this. i like doing this voice. i don't think it sounds like fluttershy but, y'know, it's got a bit of a wobble to it [dave the intern voice] it's more like dave the intern, really. i bruise like a delicate peeeach... [slight giggling]

i do love dave the intern- like, i can't lie, half of his lines are soooo bad... but the other half are absolute gold and i love them.

um... what else? suddenly, i want to sing ruler of everything, so get prepared for my awesome cover.

[for some reason this next bit gets really loud???]

I'M TAKING OVER YOUR WORLD! I'M TAKING OVER YOUR UNIVERSE! I'M TAKING YOUR TV! I'M GLITCHING IT! THEY- THEY CALL ME THE GLITCH! DO YOU KNOW WHY THEY CALL ME THE MOTHERFUCKIN' GLITCH? CAUSE I GLITCH YOUR TVs OUT! i'm taking the world by STORM. i'm gonna be dropping my latest album: CRACKIN' EGGS. [snapcube president voice] crackin' eggs? mm, ha. [sonic voice] hey mr president [president voice] SONIC THE HEDGEHOG, MY LONG LOST LOVE- sorry.

ok where would ruler of everything be? like- quickest one to- it would probably be in silly 4. i think it's like, first one- yeah.

[i don't know how to transcribe this part other than saying i'm singing 13 by tally hall in cursive??? and then i stop halfway??? btw 13 is instrumental] no im not playing 13

[ruler of everything starts playing] here we go.

ooh, yeah! juno was mad, he knew he'd been had so he shot at the sun with a gun shot at the sun with a gun shot at his wily one, only friend

yuh, YUH- sorry, i won't do that

in the gallows or the ghetto, in the town or the meadow, in the billows, even over the sun, every end of a time is another begun. you understand mechanical hands are the ruler of everything (ah) ruler of everything (ah) i'm the ruler of everything in the end

i should turn this down 👍

do you like how i dance? i got zirconium pants (i'm not singing these lines, they're too-) do you like how i walk? do you like how i talk? do you like how my face disintegrates into chalk? i have a wonderful wife, i have a powerful job she criticises me for being egocentric

you practice your mannerisms into the wall if this mirror were clearer, i'd be standing so tall i saw you slobber over clovers on the side of the hill i was observing the birds (circle in for the kill)

i've been you, i know you your façade is a scam you know, you're making me cry, this is the way that i am i've been living a lie, a metamorphical scheme (detective undercover brotherhood objective obscene)

oh, oh no, oh yeah

YO! I LOVE THIS BIT! I LOVE IT! A LOT!

do you hear the flibberty jibberty jibber jabber with an 'oh my god i've gotta get out of here or i'll have another word to sell, another story to tell, another time piece ringin' the bell!' do you hear the clocks stop when you reach the end? no, you know it must be never-ending comprehend if you can but when you try to pretend to understand you resemble a fool, although you're only a man, so give it up and smile!

do you hear the flibberty jibberty jibber jabber with an 'oh my god i've gotta get out of here or i'll have another word to sell, another story to tell, another time piece ringin' the bell!' do you hear the clocks stop when you reach the end? no, you know it must be never-ending comprehend if you can but when you try to pretend to understand you resemble a fool, although you're only a man, so give it up and smile!

s-sorry! my voice kinda goes out of tune, cause i can't- yeah. bit fast, you know. yuh. oh i need to work on that british high school au.

you understand mechanical hands are the ruler of everything ruler of everything i'm the ruler of everything in the end

i should have sung this all an octive high- octave higher, by the way

without lookin' down, glidin' around like a bumbling dragon, i fly scrapin' my face on the sky oh, no, no, oh yeah.

hold on- let me just- hold on- i'm gonna try and sing that again, cause like, i usually sing it in a different key anyway

[octave higher] without lookin' down, glidin' around like a bumbling dragon, i fly

yeah, i dunno. both are kind of uncomfy. anyway, i think my parents are here, so byyyeee!

#3 references to 3 different snapcube dubs??? in this economy??? #spouting to the void #maybe i should make a tag for these rants idk #i do rant a lot #anyway heres the tags for the actual contents: #sonic the hedgehog #snapcube #ruler of everything #tally hall #fluttershy #dave the intern

[sageywritings]

The Mission

"Mind if I come too? Gotta get everyone together. We need to talk." It was news Auburn was dreading having to break. Even with more time to prepare, telling this to their faces wasn't going to be easy.

The next chapter of my RWBY OC fic Flames of Change. Make sure to see the pinned post for the other chapters in order!

Auburn Vulpes belongs to me.

Jade Meadows, Amber Himmel, and Riley Currant belong to @gruntnuker-rwby

Rin Aozora belongs to @solar-moon-byul

Amber wasn’t sure what to think. Up until this point, it had been an otherwise unremarkable day. Another day at work at Shade Academy trying to stabilize communications between the other two kingdoms that weren’t deemed lost causes. Another day hoping the team at Beacon would make some headway in their repairs. Another day hoping that comforting voice would come through. But another day that it never does. Regardless, she began her walk home, wondering how long the usual song and dance of deciding what to eat for dinner tonight would take. Until she spotted one of her closest friends that she hadn’t seen since Beacon standing on a rooftop with another girl she had never seen before, and both of them looked freshly worse for wear.

“Auburn? Are you ok? You look like you got into an argument with a Beringel,” Amber inquired. The approaching fox faunus was holding her side and sporting a couple of newly acquired bruises. The other girl similarly limped through pain and soreness. Amber couldn't tell if the Beringel had won.

“Hey, where ya headed?” Auburn resolutely dismissed her concern through gritted teeth.

“Um I was just heading back to our apartment now. Jade and Riley are waiting for me.”

“Mind if I come too? Gotta get everyone together. We need to talk.” Auburn had said the same thing while on the roof. It didn't carry the weight of someone who wanted to catch up with a chat over drinks. It sounded more like what someone says when they're about to end a relationship that isn't working anymore.

“Sure? You’re always welcome. We can patch you up while we’re there.” Amber wasn’t sure what to think, but as she clutched onto her cat backpack a little tighter and led the march down the sidewalk, she could feel the anxiety welling in her chest. She wanted to talk with Auburn about nothing in particular like they used to after class. She wanted to rekindle some of the magic that was desperately missing from Beacon. It was a wish she had been pining for more frequently as of late. But, hushed inaudible murmurs from behind nixed her plans for the present moment.

"Who is this girl?" Rin whispered from over Auburn's shoulder.

"That girl we just fought? That's one of her teammates," Auburn said.

"Wait what??" Rin's ears shot straight up in shock. "Does that mean-? Does she know?" Auburn shook her head.

"She has no clue, none of them do. They've been looking for her since the fall. All they know is she disappeared." Rin's ears lowered in sorrow. Sorrow for this girl she hadn't even spoken a word to yet. Her heart broke into more pieces when she realized she and Auburn were about to share the truth they were burdened with.

“Hey Auburn?” Amber’s usual soft-spoken mildness coaxed the two of them out of their respective mindspaces. “Have you… heard from Solomon?”

“No. But I know he’s alright out there. He’s tougher than you first think,” she replied. The optimism didn’t quite connect with Amber.

“I see,” she said solemnly. “What about Dash? Do you have any news on him?”

“You could say that.” Amber turned her head to look back at her for an elaboration, but received none for her troubles. The conversation came to a tense and uneasy halt after that, so Rin tried her best to make small talk with the orange-haired stranger.

“I like your backpack. I kinda have a thing for cats too,” she said with a chuckle. Amber gave her a nod as a genuine thank you, but it did little to ease everyone’s nerves. Again they returned to awkward silence. Rin had to fight back the urge to sigh. “Is it much farther? I’m not exactly built for this heat.”

“Just around the block,” Amber said. As promised, only half a block later Amber led the Leash duo into an apartment complex. They went through the lobby, up two flights of stairs, then stopping at the first door on the right, room 302. One turn of the key later and the three of them were met with an arctic blast. The apartment was kept like an igloo, the polar opposite to the desert heat outside. Rin tilted her head back and outstretched her arms in relief like she had just reached the promised land after a hero’s long, arduous journey. Posters of bands and shows garnished the walls. One corner of the living room was marked by a pile of laundry, while another had a duffel bag of hockey gear complete with a full set of goalie pads. On the coffee table sat a stack of comic books next to a bong that was recently used, as evident by the faint aroma in the air.

“Look decent, guys. We have guests,” Amber called out while dropping her backpack on the couch. Stepping into the room from the girls’ left first was Team JASR’s leader Jade Meadows. Her stark black hair, free from her beanies for once, fell messily down the shoulders of her hallmark purple hoodie. 

“Hey Auburn, about time you came to visit. Finally gonna show us all your hangout spots?” Jade smiled as she passed by to make a quick pit stop at the fridge before flopping into a bean bag next to the couch.

“Auburn’s here? She doesn’t count for looking decent,” another female voice came in from the other room. Auburn smirked to herself; she knew full well “decent” in this household just meant wearing pants. The other voice sauntered in to reveal a taller woman with maroon hair in a hockey jersey that didn’t quite stretch down enough to show a slip of short gym shorts on underneath. Riley Currant gave her old friend a fist bump before looking past her curiously. “Although your friend does. Sup.”

“Oh yeah, right. Everyone, this is Rin. Rin, meet Amber, Jade, and Riley. We were all close back at Beacon,” Auburn said.

“Nice to meet all of ya,” Rin said while flashing a peace sign. Each of the JASR girls gave her their own version of pleasantries. Rin tried to buck up with a chipper smile, but it took considerably more effort than normal. She really didn't want to just open up with this truth bomb that she and Auburn were loaded with. She scanned around the room for something to break the ice with, again trying to drum up light banter. And in her infinite wisdom, she settled on the bong.

"Sooooooo who can take the biggest hit?" she asked with a snicker to cover up

"Sienna," all three answered in unison with a soft yet heavy, almost mournfully reminiscent chuckle. Well that didn't work.

"It's not even close," Jade added.

"Hey I can give her a run for her money," Riley said before her gaze was magnetized downward. After a dragging moment, she willed herself upward to face their new and probably confused visitor. "Sorry, Sienna's our fourth, and my girlfriend. We… haven't seen her for a while though."

"Have you had any luck finding her? Any leads?" Auburn asked. Maybe they already knew. Maybe she didn't have to be the herald of terrible news. However, the silence that followed spoke volumes, as the magnet on the floor tugged at Riley once again.

"I haven't had time to look with all the tech stuff keeping me busy," Amber filled the quiet void.

"I don't even know where to begin looking. I miss her but… where do I even start?" Jade spoke up next.

"I've been doing everything I could, but Jade's right. I just… wish I knew she was alright. That she's alive and not hurt so I can bring her home." Riley sighed. "I know she's still out there though. She's too stubborn to go down." Auburn folded her arms and leaned on the wall behind her. How was she supposed to this? She was never the type to keep secrets. The truth was always quicker in her mind, so why waste time? It’s gonna hurt no matter what, so rip the band-aid off. But, that had never been harder to live by than this very moment. How was she supposed to say the right words when her heart was in her throat. How was she supposed to even look them in the eyes?

“You miss her too, don’t you Auburn?” Jade said. “It’s not like we’re the only ones who lost a friend, you two were really close. Not to mention Dash. I’m worried about him too. I know he was an ass but I always felt kinda bad for him. I don’t think he was all bad.”

“Yeah…” she trailed off again. She was mentally cursing at herself to say something. “Kinda hard to miss her right now though.”

“What does that mean?” Riley said, recoiling in indignation. The question hung in the air for an uncomfortable amount of time for her liking. Likewise, Amber also had her head tilted in puzzlement and Jade cocked an eyebrow.

“Hard to miss what you just saw.” It was barely a strained croak past Auburn’s lips. Rin was backing her Leash leader, eyes darting between each JASR member, examining for any kind of reaction.

“Wait. You saw her??” Jade exclaimed first.

“So she’s alive!” Amber said next, echoing the relief coming from her green-eyed teammate.

“Oh thank gods!” Emotion surged through Riley to the point where her body couldn’t contain it. Rushing to Auburn, she pulled the boxer into a tight hug, barely able to stand on her own. “Thank you, Auburn! Wait, that must mean she’s in Vacuo! Where is she? I gotta see her.” Auburn’s reddish fox tail tucked between her legs, accidentally brushing past Riley’s knee. “Ohhh I get it, it’s like a surprise right? She’s waiting jump in here from out the hallway.” Once Riley released the hug, she still had Auburn by the shoulders. Then she could read her expression. It was dejection. Each agonizing second the beam on the hockey star’s face slowly, painfully slowly, diminished. “Auburn. Why isn’t she with you?”

“Does she not wanna see us?” Amber asked sheepishly.

“We didn’t do anything wrong, did we?” Jade said. Auburn sighed heavily, so heavy it felt like it could drop out of her lungs and through the floor.

“No you didn’t. She did. She… joined the White Fang.” The grip on Auburn’s shoulders loosened bit by tiny bit, but Riley’s arms still remained extended outward, frozen beside slight trembling. Her expression was also motionless, nothing more than a blank, dead stare that pierced right through Auburn. “I’m… really sorry you had to learn this way.”

“I am too. Not the first impression I wanted to make with you guys,” Rin tacked on. Jade wanted to get up and console Riley, but all she could do was sink further into the clutches of her bean bag. Amber clung to a pillow from the sofa, wrapping it around her chest like it was a bulletproof vest. All of her concern, however, was bouncing back and forth between her friends.

“W…what?” Riley said. Shock, bewilderment, disgust, utter devastation. It’s like she couldn’t compute. It didn’t add up. “What? No that’s not- why? Why would she leave us? Leave me? I-is it something I did? Why would she go back to the Fang?”

“Back?” Rin’s husky ears twitched.

“She and her brother both joined when they were kids back when it was peaceful. Their parents didn’t want them to, but they did it to try and help their family. And help themselves,” Jade swooped in to answer to save Riley the trouble.

“You kidding me? So she has a track record of this?” Auburn said.

"But she wouldn't go back to them! Not the way they are now!" said Riley, trying to grasp any tatter of hope. "Are you absolutely sure it was her?"

"Do you really think I wouldn't be able to tell if it was her? There aren't many people with pierced fox ears and two different colored eyes that spit flames. She went back to-"

"There's no way, there has to be more to the story. I can't believe you."

"Really? Still think I'm lying?" In a huff of exasperation, Auburn lifted her shirt to show newly acquired battle scars, scratches and burns from an all too familiar pair of fiery claws. She then pulled out the two pieces that remained of her trusted whip. What once had helped Auburn win countless duels while training was now indistinguishable from scrap metal. Finally with the fortitude gathered to rise from her seat, Jade peered over Riley's shoulder and clasped a hand over her mouth.

"No way. Hang on I got a med kit here, I can help take care of that," she said, but Auburn waved her off. Meanwhile, Riley took one of the junked halves into her hand and 

"A-anyone could've done this. That doesn't mean-"

"Riley, c'mon," Auburn fired back.

"No! I can't believe you! I… I just can't!" Riley turned around and stormed back into the room she originally came in from, slamming the door shut behind her. The only noise that accompanied the thick fog of tension were crashing sounds of things being thrown around carrying through the wall from the other room. None were feeling it more than Jade and Amber, both of them glued back to their seats.

“Should I go check on her?” Amber said softly to Jade.

“Not right now. She’s gonna need a minute.” A louder thud suddenly snapped all four of them to eye the wall. “A long one.” No one had anything else to say. The aura of defeat and devastation was too deafening. They were left to just wallow in silence. Rin had her hands firmly stuffed in the pockets of her bomber jacket. Auburn held her fists behind her back to prevent them from lashing out at the nearest wall. Amber kept her attention up and chest out as if her posture was the only thing keeping the floodgates of tears from pouring out, while Jade just looked… tired. So very tired.

“This… feels really personal. Do I need to leave?” Rin posed to the crowd. She wasn’t sure if it was more for her sake or theirs at this point.

“No you’re fine,” said Jade. “This isn’t your fault it’s just-” The JASR leader was cut off by the sudden swinging open of that same door with it meeting the wall with a sharp smack. Now dressed in actual pants, Riley flew between the two sides of the discussion and made a beeline for the pile of hockey equipment. Even then, the slight glisten from her cheeks displayed to everyone she was not as fortunate in holding back the tears. The first thing she went for was a stick that clearly stood out from the rest as something more than just a tool for a pickup game on the rink. Then, she knelt down and, unceremoniously tossing some pads and dirty jerseys aside, fished out a custom mask and placed it on the top of her head.

“What are you doing?” Rin decided to be the one to inquire.

“You said you just saw Sienna. That means she’s still gotta be in the city. I’m going to bring her home. Even if I gotta scour every single block and every single street corner and I gotta fucking kick the ass of every White Fang member including hers to do it!” With a small twitch of her wrists, the stick transformed, with the taped up blade of the stick being replaced by the gleaming blade of a scythe.

“Alone? Riley wait we can come with you,” Amber interjected.

“You’ve got no leads to go off of, let’s think about this,” Jade tried to plead reason next.

“C’mon Riley, you know this ain’t gonna help anything. All it’s gonna do is tire you out and make you feel worse, so just sit your ass down.” Auburn’s bluntness certainly wasn’t helping, but nothing else was working either. Riley clearly wasn’t listening. Without another word, with the scythe resting on her shoulder, she exited through the front door and disappeared from view once the door shut with a loud bang. Auburn clenched her fists and shook her head. Rin went to put a hand on her shoulder but it was quickly pushed away.

“Great fuckin idea! Let’s just act stupid and start a parade down the street looking like Jason Voorhees just subscribed to the NHL Network!” The only thing stopping her from putting a hole in the nearest sheet of drywall was the fact that this was not her apartment.

“She’s just hurt, Auburn,” Amber said sympathetically to try and soothe her.

“Hurt? This is how we deal with hurt now? We’re all hurt! I’m hurting! First Ospreay, now this?? I’ve had to hear these headlines for weeks now. I’ve been worried sick he hasn’t been brought home yet!” She tried to take a deep breath, but it did little to temper her intensity, only the volume in her voice. “He wasn’t given the choice to leave like Sienna.”

“I know, Auburn. Trust me, I know. I don’t like it either. I wish she handled it differently too. But we all deal with trauma differently,” Jade said, hanging on to any resolve she can.

“We all got trauma! That doesn’t give any of us an excuse to run away and become a mercenary!” Auburn yelled.

“I’m not excusing it! Everyone’s trauma is different! Sienna’s is different from yours, which is different from mine, which is different from hers!” She pointed to Rin, chaining her back into a debate she was praying to stay out of.

“I’m sorry but I kinda agree with Auburn here. It doesn’t sit well with me that she left. I know the huntsman teams aren’t forever, but to me that means you stick together with those people through thick and thin,” Rin chimed in. “And the redhead? Not exactly helping. She acts like she’s the only one missing someone when she’s not…”

“It doesn’t sit well with me that she’s the reason Bubblegum is a prisoner of war right now!” Auburn fired, using her longtime nickname for Dash.

“That’s not true, it’s just a coincidence,” Jade said, still trying to pacify the resident punch-happy fox.

“Then why was she bragging to me about it?! Why did she tell me she was picked because she personally knew Dash?!” If it was possible for someone’s heart to sink past rock bottom, it was evident from their faces that Amber and Jade had achieved it. The color drained from their faces. Auburn’s ears instantly slicked back apologetically and she winced. “I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to just drop it on you like that.”

“She… she really told you that?” Jade’s voice was nothing more than a quivering, heartbreaking whisper. “Oh fuck.”

“D-do we tell Riley?” The tears Amber had miraculously suppressed for this long to stream down her face, leaving visible glowing trails down her cheeks before burying her face into a pillow. Auburn raised a hand toward the tech expert, but she knew it would be futile to try and get her to stop crying. Nor should she try. Amber badly needed this release. They all did, but Jade was still holding stern. Months of worrying bottled up just to come crashing down with something barely a half step above the worst possible outcome. She was still alive, but to be in the White Fang doing their biggest dirty work jobs so far out of reach from them.

“Sorry, guys. Really I am. I understand if you need some time,” Auburn said while rubbing her arm before nudging Rin with her elbow. “C’mon, Snowdog. Let’s go find her.”

“Which one? The flaming fox or the star goalie?”

“Whoever we find first.”

By the time Riley had left, only the final breaths of light from dusk watched over her. That was a few hours ago, and night had long made itself cozy within Vacuo by this point. Certain neighborhoods in the kingdom that were already sketchy during the day became downright treacherous in the dark. But, Auburn knew them too well to care, to the point of sending Rin to split up to cover more ground. It was unclear if it was confidence or determination or sheer rage that motivated her to walk these streets so worry-free. But nonetheless, she passed Sunshine Estates, The Lanes, anywhere that looked like it could house a White Fang hideout, anywhere that looked like it could remotely capture Riley’s attention. But, there was no sign of anything. Rin hadn’t called, so it was unlikely she was having any luck either. No gang would’ve dared messing with Riley so long as she was lugging that scythe around. Maybe she went home. Maybe her experience mirrored Auburn’s right now so she decided to call it a night.

As Auburn decided to circle back home, she whipped out her phone to text Rin to do the same if she hadn’t already. Before she could message Jade next to ask if Riley returned home, she noticed something while passing a public playground. A lone figure barely discernable through the darkness sat at the base of a slide slumped forward with their hands covering their face. Auburn passed the gate and tiptoed closer, and she did the sobbing grew louder and louder. Then, Auburn laid eyes on the hockey stick sat at her feet, and the goalie mask leaning against one of ther thighs. Riley choked back a sob with an ugly gasp.

“Auburn,” she started despite her not saying a word or noticing that Riley saw her approach, “everyone always said I was the strong one. They looked at us and thought I was the stability, I was the rock. Sienna would always agree. But it’s wrong, it’s all wrong.” Auburn was a little grateful her tear-glazed eyes were fixated on her mask. She couldn’t bear to look her in the eyes right now. “I’m nothing without her. I need her back.” Auburn wanted to tell her how she was connected to the Ospreays’ kidnappings. She wanted to tell her that the Sienna from Beacon, the stoner chaos monster that would stuff her dinner plate with nothing but ice cream and would let loose pigeons during classes for the hell of it, was gone. But she couldn’t. Not right now.

“I getcha. It was bad enough wanting to do everything in my power to get Bubblegum back. I thought there’d be some kind of ransom paid by now and he’d be back with his family. I want him back too. But I’ve had to be strong about it. You say you’re not the strong one, but you’re the one still here, still fighting for your relationship.”

“No no no, I’m not, I’m not the strong one.” Riley was emphatically shaking her head before Auburn even finished before repeating, “I need her back.”

“I do too, she’s my partner in fox crime, but-”

“Do you know how long it took Alex to convince her to give Beacon a shot? Months of trying to get her to take the entrance exams. He told me he hoped it would be both of their tickets out of their shitty childhood and onto something better. I had hoped that Beacon would give her security in her life that she needed and it would never get ripped away. And I was wrong…”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean she gets to respond like this,” Auburn said.

“I’m not saying she’s right. But I know she’s scared and alone. She needs help. I am going to get her back. Even though I don’t have any inkling of what the first step of doing that is.” Part of Auburn’s brain couldn’t fathom why she was more worried for a girl who abandoned her than a friend who was forcibly taken from his home. It was enraging having to bottle those feelings up, but the other part of her brain knew exactly what she was going through, and condolence didn’t even begin to describe. However, after a moment of contemplation, her eyes widened and her ears perked with an idea. Maybe this was the push needed to get both of their friends back.

“I may have an idea,” she said.

“You do??” Riley finally looked up at her fellow huntress in training like she was the last bastion against hopelessness.

“I know someone we can talk to. It’s a complete shot in the dark but it’s better than anything else I got. You ever been to the Scarlet Heart?”

“That bar on Carmine Street?” Riley said after a pause with slight confusion on what that had to do with anything. “No, never been. Why?”

“Go home for the night. Get off this playground and be with Jade and Amber. They need you bad right now and you need them. We’ll meet there tomorrow. Just get some rest for me tonight, ok?” Auburn plunked a hand on Riley’s shoulder before the latter suddenly sprung up and wrapped her in a tight hug. She buried her face in Auburn’s shoulder, her tears staining and running down her leather jacket.

“Thank you for even trying. Thank you thank you thank you,” Riley said softly. After a moment to collect herself, Auburn softly returned the embrace for a few moments before letting go.

“We’re gonna get them back. Dash and Sienna both,” she said. Not much else was exchanged between the two as Riley picked up her things and Auburn escorted her home. Auburn wasn’t absolutely confident that they were going to get Dash out of the White Fang’s control in one piece, or that Sienna would even want to come home if they found her. She wasn’t sure how, or if she was even wanted to see Sienna, but she knew that’s what Riley needed to hear. And she needed to hear it too. Deep down, she knew it. They were going to get their friends back.

#rwby #rwby oc #oc #writblr #rwby fanfic #rwby fanfiction #wf!sienna #auburn vulpes #jade meadows #amber himmel #riley currant #rin aozora #flames of change

[writerthesans]

Chapter 1 - Prologue

??? POV

Stone is almost never a comfortable place but here it seems a bit more cold. The darkness in the room is crushing. If the area is in fact a room is unknown. Even now the circumstances are unknown despite repeated attempts to comprehend or even understand them. So the only intelligent thing to do was done. 

[Retracing how he got here]

School. It's not a fun place for most people but it can have some benefits. Friends are pretty easy to make and, on occasion, you'll learn something useful. Jeru in particular believes that while school does need some changes, most of the hate is from peer pressure and the words of the people. There is probably something wrong with this line of reasoning but he never really followed it. It'd be a waste of time. 

What IS important though is learning about the people around you; at least to some extent. Many people have a small habit, on the grand scale of things they don't mean much. Whether it be biting your nails or your eyes wandering. But right now, or right then, there would be two main ones that matter. 

First of all, when the teacher hasn't entered the room for a while, students get a bit energetic and fidgety and want to release pent-up energy. That can mean simply reading a book, talking to friends or playing a game. Some games are more violent, like right now. A play fight, an annoying habit. Where a student is knocked into an empty desk and chair. This, as you might expect, results in a good amount of noise. No teacher is coming though, the student at watch by the door is still just watching, although he did jump from the crash.

But the second one is a bit more subtle but somehow more impactful. A sigh, just a sigh. Not a loud one or a really angry one. Just a sigh. There's a moment of silence across the classroom and students near Jeru lean out of the way, allowing for a pretty much straight line to the still standing student. But, as tradition, Jeru lines up his shot. With a flick, an eraser goes flying... and misses by about 10 feet... despite there being a 10 foot distance between the shot and the target. 

A few disappointed remarks from the audience, a few laughs and a comment on how he'll get it next time but most of the class stays silent since the real show is about to begin. Jeru gets up from his seat and walks over to his eraser and pockets it. He then walks over to the fighters who are actually still going at it. There are about 4 students participating, 2 on each side, but they all stop to face Jeru.

"Alright, break it up." Jeru starts. "It's Monday, can't we do this another time?"   

"Can't you mind you business, today?" One of the fighter comment rudely.

Some exclamatory sentences from the audience, quickly interrupted by Jeru, "Come on guys, that doesn't count as a creative insult," Jeru pauses for a moment, "Or an insult at all."

Some more exclamatory sentences, negative this time, which Jeru rolls his eyes at before looking at someone.

"Hey, Drea!" Jeru says looking at a girl in the back of the classroom, "Do you want a part of this one?"

Drea, along with Jeru, keeps the peace in this class. It gets pretty rowdy sometimes. Drea outranks him in most physical aspects while Jeru usually takes the mental aspects. They're both pretty popular in class, even among the ones they've already beaten. Drea maybe more so due to her... proportions but the popularity might just be in Jeru's imagination. She's usually able to handle herself or his stares at whoever even stares at her in a perverted manner. They remain associates though, never making it a point to go out of they're way to talk to each other. But when a problem arises they don't hesitate to reach out.

"Nah, it's your turn, I'll watch this one." Drea comments, smiling, "I'll do it next time."

"Yes. Next Time. They'll definitely survive for next time"

"Of course. Of course."

After the short joke exchange, Jeru turns back to the fighters, "Ok, just sit back down before a teacher eventually comes." Almost never one to throw the first punch, Jeru offers a chance to surrender. As has happened many time before and as usual the result is the same. The first punch is thrown.

Despite being fairly bulky, Jeru can be pretty quick when he wants to be and he parries the attack away from his head with his right fist by directing the punch past the right side of his head. And as a quick counter he jabs the opponent's solar plexus with his left fist. They stumble back and are knocked down when he punches them in the chest.

"One down, just sit down before anyone gets seriously hurt," Jeru warns, he's pretty relaxed but his fists are still up to parry and counter.

"Tch," the only female fighter there scoffs at him as the knocked down student gets back up. "You wish."

"Yeah, I do wish. Four on one isn't very fair," Jeru prepares for the next attack.

Jeru isn't particularly skilled in combat but he definitely isn't bad at it, at least from an average standpoint. However, he always holds back so that he doesn't injure someone. Anyone he fight does not have to worry about that; while he can't really take many hits head-on, he usually parries and his dark skin makes bruises more difficult to see. That latter isn't taken into account; when Jeru steps into a fight the main goal of his opponents isn't usually to win, it's to have fun so details in the future are not taken into account to some extent they can't really be blamed. They haven't gotten very far after they begin; if they're being honest, Jeru and Drea enjoy stopping them.

Two of the play fight students stand at the  left and right of the girl and the student that got back up. They both throw a straight punch with the  fists closest to Jeru; Both are parried and Jeru counter with a left hook to the shoulder of the one on his right; followed by a right hook to the one on the left. Jeru claps his fists together twice, making audible knocks, an invitation for his opponents to get closer. The girl throws a kick to Jeru's stomach; however, it is met with a backhand punch to the side of her shin. The student who threw the first punch throws a quicker punch this time which is swatted away with Jeru's forearm. 

Jeru steps back as the two outer students close in again. Two more predictable punches and Jeru catches them both by the forearm' gripping them tightly. Jeru would crouch down and pull both of the students to the floor if he did then that would certainly put them out of commission in the fight. But there's a pause as Jeru feels a tug in his head and his vision blurs for a moment but he sees and hears something. The cracking of skulls together as they fall towards the ground. Jeru's vision clears and he snaps right back to reality.

Not at all phased, Jeru throws both of the arms down with a flick of the wrist and delivers a simultaneous backhand punch to the skulls he just saw cracking. Hits from Jeru are never enough to injure someone, he's made sure of that, but can certainly keep someone down; the two students fall down and land on their backs.  

"Two opponents left," Jeru punches the air for show. "Would you like to stop here for today?" Jeru offers although the answer is predictable as always.

Another punch is thrown from the male student; it is quickly deflected when Jeru clashes his right forearm into their left and extends his arm sending the student's fist through empty space and to the side. The female student steps forwards with a hook. Jeru leans his head back, dodging the blow before another hook is thrown with the other arm; Jeru steps back to regain momentum as soon as possible. As soon as the next punch was about to be thrown, Jeru slams his fist down on her forearm and performs an uppercut to the girl's solar plexus.

At this point, the male student had regained his footing and attempted to sucker punch Jeru in the side of the head. Jeru bats away the fist with his forearm and uses his other hand to perform another uppercut to the girl's abdomen before switching targets and stepping on the boy's foot hard. He performs an open-palm strike to the child's chin, knocking him down for good. And turns back to the girl, whom is now holding her abdomen and breathing heavily, . Jeru slams her hands away from her stomach. No emotion in his eyes, he winds up for a final uppercut one hit left and this would be over.

And his vision blurs, all the students are one the floor. The girl has a few tears dropping from her eyes in pain and desperately gasping for breath whole clutching her abdomen and the the others are still on the floor in a daze. It would be satisfying, no one would be seriously hurt, at least not after a few weeks. He'd he'd help them up, they'd get back to his seats and behave. But that's not fair, not to him. No one really knows what these students go through each day. They didn't fight with the intent to harm. They didn't hurt him or even land to good blow.  (Though he silently acknowledges that he's a fairly big target) In a very real way, he would be placing more force than necessary. So his vision clears and he stops the strike just before it makes contact.

"Good attempt today," he gives a light smile and pats the girl on her shoulder, "Catch your breath slowly, deep breaths. " Jeru would turn to the rest of the class as Drea stands up.

 "And that will conclude would conclude our fight. A round of applause for our competitors." The entire class erupts in applause and Jeru gives a small bow before helping the fallen children stand.

[TWO MINUTES LATER]

"You're usually more silent and uptight, what's up today?" Jeru asks Drea with a smile from his seat.

"I don't know, I guess today feels like a special day."

Jeru would slightly smile at this, "I'm glad you're feeling a bit more outspoken, I think."

"You think... Interesting choice of words."

Jeru opens his mouth to speak but then quickly closes his mouth as a sense stops him. His shoulders tense as his heart races suddenly as he suddenly senses something. This had never happened before, being able to visualize the consequences of actions is one thing but now he feels something out of nowhere. It's ridiculous, surely this would have happened before. Nevertheless, he scans the room rapidly to confirm that there was nothing happening

"Woah, what's up?" Drea asks, surprised by the sudden change in attitude.

Nothing. There was nothing. But he still felt something. Jeru attempts to relax and turns to face Drea again, "...I guess nothing I thought I felt something but I guess no one-"

Jeru suddenly jerks up from his chair, almost tripping over his large bag as the room shakes violently as his attention turns to two things, his bag and the class.

"Alright class, you should know the drill but I'll explain it anyways!" Jeru yells over the rumbling walls and screams of the fallen, or in other words the student that were thrown out of their seats, as he crouches down and opens his bag. "Under the tables and hold on to them!"

Jeru quickly pulls out something from his bag; an item very dear to him; a brown teddy bear with red pearl-like stones for eyes. He's had it since he was small and didn't want to risk losing it. He dashed under his desk, crouching and grapples a table leg while holding the bear in his other arm. So this is what he felt, the tremors in the ground were just enough for him to feel. What he felt next, however, was beyond all logic.

Suddenly, his senses are crushing him. Adrenaline rushes through him as every nerve in his body flares with danger forcing him to let go of the table leg. He quickly scrambles from under the table with his bear as soon as he can. He turns around at the table just just in time to see a metric foot of concrete crash into it from above, crushing it completely. Shrapnel from the rubble burst out as Jeru covers his eyes with his free forearm. 

Jeru's attention is then shifted to the ceiling. Even while sitting and and shaking, not just because of the earthquake, Jeru can tell the ceiling is very thick, the sky isn't visible even though the ceiling has a giant gaping hole in the ceiling from where the rubble just fell. Even worse, there are cracks almost everywhere on the ceiling as well.

"It doesn't seem very stable," Jeru thinks; an obvious thought but he's still stunned from the near-death experience.

As soon as the thought leaves his mind, another block of rubble falls, smaller but probably still lethal.

"OH sh-" Jeru starts to move away in a random direction beforehand feels a strong tug on his shoulder, dragging him under the table.

"Holy-" Drea is interrupted as more shrapnel explodes from the rubble, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, thanks." Jeru rubs his forearm, which is bleeding badly from the shrapnel and scrambling around, to prevent it from becoming numb; at the same time he scans the classroom. Screams struggle and fear and rumbling of furniture and debris fill the air. One thing is immediately clear.

"We can't stay here," Jeru and Drea think out loud in sync.

Drea and Jeru lift the table to get a better view of the class and make it easier to be heard. It's difficult to stand but they keep their grip

"Alright class, new drill we'd usually delay this but we don't have time for that. If you have any objections shut up because then you're being dragged out by force! We're going to be running out of this classroom now because the ceiling will  not be holding up! If you can help it grab hold something above your heads to avoid instant death, stay together and thank for your co-operation!" Jeru doesn't hesitate. There's no waiting, there's no questioning, there's no room for objection, there's only pure power in his voice to carry over the noise. 

Children almost immediately dash out of the room to escape what could be their grave. Unfortunately, their class is the furthest from the door to outside. Children fall down and are stepped over, only to be picked up again to continue the cycle. All things considered, the class emptied out quickly. Jeru and Drea quickly grab their own bags to avoid holding the much heavier tables. Any other day and they'd have said the tables were LIGHTER. Jeru stuff his bear back into the bag, choosing it as a safer place for his item.

"Move forward to prevent traffic jams, I'll make sure that everyone leaves," Jeru tells Drea as they dash out of the door.

Drea responds with a grumble , never one to enjoy being ordered around even situations like this, but she obeys. Fortunately for Jeru, the classrooms were already in the process of clearing out, only needing to stay a bit behind everyone else to double-check the classes. The students that he fought a few minutes ago were warning the students in other classrooms. The classes were all mostly empty by the time Jeru had gotten to them, only needing a few seconds and words to get the remaining students and teachers out. Once Jeru was sure, he was the last person in the school, he ran out, almost. 

As soon as he was about five feet from the exit, the entire building crumbled down. He didn't die instantly but was immediately trapped in debris. Every nerve in his body felt the pain, not even get knocked out. Red liquid covered his eye as he tries to conserve his breath. Strangely enough, his bag had opened, dropping the bear on his head.

 "Well, I guess it's not that bad..."  

Then it all went black. And it stayed black for a good while. Then, there was a single flash of red and there was more dark. There was still rock and there was still pain. But the rock surrounded him a bit more openly.

[The Present]

His body was still in pain, he still didn't know where he was an somehow his senses seemed numbed. But he was still alive. He breathed a sigh, uncertain whether it was fear, relief or uncertainty. He somehow could still see to an extent despite the seeming lack of light but he stood up. He had noticed a single passage way when he had looked around, now he did the only stupid thing but only option he could thing of. He ventured through.

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am Boruto Uzumaki, and I am Hyuuga by PeacefulWarrior82

Anime » Naruto Rated: T, English, Adventure, Naruto U., Hinata H., Boruto U., Himawari U., Words: 13k+, Favs: 139, Follows: 92, Published: Dec 15, 2014 Updated: Dec 28, 2014

52Chapter 4

Naruto Characters are property of Masashi Kishimoto. Many people speculate how Boruto and Himawari could follow in their father's footprints. For a while I felt that also. but then i realized, it was right in my face the entire time of how they can deal with personal struggles. This short story is one such tale, It takes place between ending of Naruto the last movie and chapter 700.

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Boruto stood at a striking post in the genin training grounds. His focus unwavering.

" I saw you there other day..." said a voice from behind him.

" Boruto turned to see Kinjo Hyuuga standing there. " ...With those 3 clansmen."

Boruto shot him a glare then went back to striking the post. " What about it? They attacked me first, i didn't even hit them."

Kinjo walked to the side of the post Boruto was striking. " You are so selfish."

Boruto stopped immediately and looked at Kinjo. " What the hell are you talking about? You trying to start a fight!? Can't you wait a week?"

" I'll explain." Kinjo said. " When Hanabi-sama's children are born, they're going to have the Byakugan."

" No kidding!" Boruto said.

" And since their father died on a mission, it's going to fall on Hiashi-sama to train with them."

" So you're saying I don't wanna share Jii-san with my cousins? That's crap! I share him with my sister all the time!" Boruto argued.

" You're missing the point." Kinjo said.

Boruto looked at him his eyes wincing.

" When Hiashi-sama starts training with them, they're going to start performing techniques that you need the Byakugan for." Kinjo said.

" I am sick and tired of hearing about..." Boruto began.

" Can you do the Heavenly Whirl without the Byakugan?" Kinjo said.

Boruto was caught off guard, he had no response.

" What about The 64 palms of divinity?" Kinjo said.

Boruto stood there.

" you can estimate where a person's vital organs are. But striking the Tenketsu requires absolute precision. Without the Byakugan, it's useless."

Boruto said nothing, he stood there having taken in all of Kinjo's statement.

" He's going to have the opportunity to have real grandchildren, and you're taking that away from him." Kinjo said.

" How am I..."

" Hiashi-sama will want to teach them techniques, techniques you won't be able to do. But he probably won't because he won't want to make you feel bad."

Kinjo walked away. " Thanks a lot for holding back our clan...selfish..."

Boruto stood there, he brought his hands up to the post as he looked down. He had never once thought of that.

Later...

Boruto is seen sparring with Hiashi. Hiashi knew something was wrong.

" Your chakra's all over the place." Hiashi said.

Boruto didn't respond. He threw a leg kick to which Hiashi dodged and backed away.

" What's troubling you?" Hiashi asked.

" Nothing, let's keep going." Boruto said.

" We are not moving another step until you tell me what is wrong." Hiashi said.

" Fine! Then I'm going home!" Boruto walked over to get his training bag.

He turned around to see Hiashi stand before him.

" Boruto, why will you not talk to me?" Hiashi asked.

" Just..." Boruto was getting emotional.

" Just what? Talk to me." Hiashi said.

" Just maybe everyone's right ok!?" Boruto yelled.

Hiashi was shocked. " Right? About what?"

" Maybe I don't belong here!" He said.

Hiashi looked at his grandson in disbelief. " Boruto, what happened? Who has been talking to you? Tell me who told you this!"

" Nobody!" Boruto said. " When my cousins are born, they're gonna have the Byakugan. And you're gonna want to train them."

" And you think I'll forget about you."

" No! That's the point!" Boruto yelled.

Hiashi was shocked.

" You're gonna limit your training with them, just so I won't feel left out!" Boruto looked to the side scowling. " ...I don't wanna slow you down." he muttered.

Hiashi was dumbfounded by this.

Boruto angled his eyes at his grandfather then back to the side. "(sigh) I know you love me. And I love being here with you. But I want you to make my cousins as strong as you possibly can. I...would just be a burden."

Hiashi was speechless.

" No matter how strong I get, no matter how many jutsu I learn, I don't have the Byakugan and without that I can't learn the best techniques you can teach."

" Boruto I..." Hiashi tried to bring a sentence together.

Boruto faced his grandfather. " Happy? Can I go now?" Boruto then walked around his grandfather out of the dojo. " Next week I'm gonna drop this clown and make sure my cousins don't get sealed. After that, focus on them when they're born so they can become strong."

Hiashi turned and watched his grandson go out the door, still distraught by what he said.

Later...

Hiashi was sitting on the porch as the sun began setting.

(((Flashback)))

Hiashi waits in the waiting room of Konohagakure hospital along with Hanabi, Natsu and Ko, Naruto walked out, a smile on his face bigger than the moon.

" It's a boy!" He said.

" Congratulations!" Hiashi placed his hands on Naruto's shoulders.

" Now...he doesn't have the Byakugan."

" Hiashi didn't expect that comment. He was surprised for a second. The smile came back on his face. " That's fine, can we see him?"

" Sure!" Naruto smiled.

Later, The Hyuugas observe alongside Naruto through the glass his son.

" Which one is he?" Hanabi asked eagerly awaiting to see her new nephew.

Her question was answered right away by the sounds of powerful cries coming from the baby in the far left. Seeing 2 whisker marks on each side of his face , the tiny strands of blonde hair and the strong spirit it was no doubt whose son it was.

" Naruto, he looks just like you!" Hiashi stated proudly.

Naruto smiled with joy.

Hiashi smiled as he gazed upon his grandson. Words could not express the pride he felt.

4 Years Later...

4 year Old Boruto Uzumaki ran down the hall of the Hyuuga compound. He looked through the opening of a door to see Hyuugas practicing Juu-ken.

" Wow..." Boruto said.

" What do you think you're doing?" An older Hyuuga boy said from behind him.

Boruto turned around. " I was just watching..."

" It's not for you to watch, it's not like you can do it." The Hyuuga said.

" I can to!" Boruto yelled back.

" You don't have the Byakugan. You'll never be able to do it." He said.

It was at this point all the Hyuuga who were practicing stopped as they heard the commotion going on.

" Boruto..." Hiashi said walking up from the hallway. " There you are, you shouldn't run off like that." He looked to the Hyuuga boy standing by him.

" Can I help you young man?" Hiashi stated.

" I caught him spying on our Kata Hiashi-sama." The boy said respectfully.

" I wasn't spying!" Boruto said.

" You can't do it. It's pointless to watch." said the boy.

" Yes I can!" Boruto yelled.

Hiashi was stunned.

" You may leave now..." Hiashi said to the boy. " I will talk to my grandson."

The Hyuuga boy took his leave.

Hiashi saw the Hyuuga in the dojo staring at Boruto, some quite venomously. " Don't you all have training to do?" Hiashi said.

The Hyuuga continued their training. Hiashi smiled at his grandson and extended his hand. Boruto took it and walked alongside his grandfather.

" Boruto, do you like what you saw in there?"

Boruto took a deep breath and shook his head yes.

" You know... all the people in there using that form. They have the Byakugan, which means they can see all the parts inside the body. Do you know what I mean by that?'

Boruto pointed to parts on his body. " Heart, liver , kidneys, stomach..."

" Yes, they can see all that." Hiashi explained.

" But I know where all that stuff is anyway." Boruto pouted.

Hiashi looked to him with wonder.

Hiashi sat down in front of his grandson. " Boruto...do you want me to teach you Juu-ken?"

For a 4 year old who had his father's impulse system, Boruto's train of thought at that time was mainly wanting to prove that Hyuuga boy wrong and show him that he can do their form.

" Hai!" Boruto exclaimed.

Hiashi looked at Boruto in awe. " Very well, but I won't be cutting you any slack. When I train someone, I train them hard."

" Let's do it Jii-san!" Boruto yelled.

(((End Flashback)))

" Over the past 2 years, Boruto trained hard and his skills began rivaling that of any Hyuuga child. Because of the style I learned in my travels overseas that I taught him, his style became truly unique. What he lacked with not having the Byakugan, he more than made up for in sheer fighting spirit." Hiashi thought. " Despite that however, he was constantly met with doubt and ridicule from members of the Hyuuga for his efforts, both children and adults. But that only made him train harder. But this time...someone truly struck a cord."

Later...

Hiashi knocked on the door of the Uzumaki household. Hinata answered the door.

" Is he here?" Hiashi asked.

Hinata nodded, she seemed disheartened.

Hinata walked Hiashi in to see Boruto hard at work on a striking dummy outside on the patio. Hinata looked ahead at him teary eyed.

" I'll talk to him." Hiashi said.

Hiashi walked outside beside his grandson and sat down. " What did the post ever do to you?" Hiashi joked at how hard Boruto was striking.

Boruto lowered his arms but continued to look at the post.

" Boruto...there will be things I will not be able to teach you. This is true." Hiashi began.

Boruto looked away from the post out towards the village.

" There is going to come a time where you will need to learn new jutsu. Tai-Jutsu will only go so far. To learn better ninjutsu tailored for you, you may need to go to someone else."

Boruto took a deep breath.

" But...you could never be a burden." Hiashi said. " If anything I'm going to need you. I'll need you to help train your cousins."

" How could I possibly help?" Boruto said.

" By being who you were these past 2 years. A Juu-ken fighter without a Byakugan who excelled in the art and made it his own. Being that example alone is an inspiration."

"(sigh) I still couldn't teach them anything about the Byakugan." Boruto said

" That's fine. You don't have to. That's not what makes you strong Boruto."

Boruto turned his eyes back by his grandfather.

" But I want you to think what this says to your sister if you decide not to train with us anymore." Hiashi said.

Boruto looked surprised.

" If she wanted to learn Juu-ken, naturally I would teach her to. But if you quit, what point will she see in the training if even you, the brother she loves and adores abandons it."

Boruto looked down. He hadn't thought of that.

Hiashi stood up and walked to the door. " Boruto... you are not a typical Hyuuga, but no matter what anyone says, I am proud to say that both you and your sister are part of the Hyuuga clan. I know you will show a strength one day that will be talked about for ages, and I hope to be a part of that process, but I think what will be talked about more will be your legendary stubbornness."

Hiashi took his leave.

" Jii-san..." Boruto said.

Hiashi looked back at him.

" When you go home make sure you get plenty of sleep. We got a long day ahead of us tomorrow." Boruto smiled.

Hiashi smiled. " I will have to start training you for real then..."

" Good, 'cuz up to now's been kid stuff." Boruto exclaimed.

Hiashi smiled.

" Jii-san...thanks" Boruto said.

Hiashi nodded. As he slid the glass door he looked back to see Boruto's strikes to the post were now far more spirited.

Hinata looked to her father, whatever he said to her son, it certainly lifted his spirits. She smiled as she hugged her father.

" We have one week left. We need to start fine-tuning." Hiashi said.

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Naruto Characters are property of Masashi Kishimoto. Many people speculate how Boruto and Himawari could follow in their father's footprints. For a while I felt that also. but then i realized, it was right in my face the entire time of how they can deal with personal struggles. This short story is one such tale, It takes place between ending of Naruto the last movie and chapter 700.

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Boruto just finished practicing with his grandfather in the back yard of the Uzumaki household.

" I'd say that's fine for tonight Boruto." Hiashi said.

" Alright! I'm gonna win this !" Boruto said hopping up and down.

Their family could see what a raging state Boruto was in. Hinata was a little disheartened at how serious her son was.

" Im kicking that guys ass tomorrow!" Boruto said.

" Excuse me what did you say young man?" Hinata said with her hand on her hip.

" Err I mean butt." Boruto said.

Hinata walked over to her son. " No I think I heard the other word."

Boruto was getting nervous. " Ka-chan cut me some slack huh?"

Hinata then began tickling her son.

" gah! Ka-chan stop! Ha-Ha!" Boruto pleaded.

Naruto knew what Hinata was getting at. " Hey let me get in on this!" Naruto began tickling his son on the other side.

" Stop! Hah-Ha! I'm being super serious!"

" I know..." Hinata thought.

It was at that point Himawari ran in and climbed on her brother.

Hiashi couldn't help but smile.

Hanabi watched from the side at Boruto. Tomorrow he would be fighting for the freedom of one of her children. " Nee-sama...if my kids turn out half as wonderful as yours, I will be happy." She thought.

At The Hyuuga Compound...

Kinjo was working on a striking post later that evening. It was then that the Elder came across him.

" A big day tomorrow..." The Elder said.

Kinjo continued striking the post.

" Kinjo, are you familiar with the saying " The nail that sticks out get hammered.""

Kinjo stopped striking and turned his attention to the elder. " I am."

" Tomorrow you will be fighting a nail."

Kinjo looked at the Elder.

" Boruto Uzumaki has disgraced this clan by mockingly practicing our style without a Byakugan."

Kinjo nodded.

" You are by far the most talented of the Hyuuga of your generation. It was no coincidence that you were chosen for this match."

" I am honored Elder." Kinjo said.

" The Uzumaki boy however has been a nuisance in this clan for far too long. That is why I say this..."

Kinjo listened intently.

" Tomorrow, do not just defeat Boruto Uzumaki." The Elder began.

Kinjo listened.

" Crush him..."

Kinjo was slightly shocked.

" Demoralize him...humiliate him...Cripple him! Make him never want to practice Juu-ken again!"

Kinjo stood for a moment. " Hai..."

The next morning...

Hinata was preparing Boruto in a section of the Hyuuga compound. Boruto looked intently in the direction of the courtyard where he and Kinjo will be fighting.

With his Hyuuga combat attire on, Boruto walked toward the courtyard along side his mother, just before exiting., His father, sister, grandfather and aunt stood by the doorway. On the outside Ko along with a few other Hyuugas waited. Hinata placed her trembling hand on Boruto's shoulder as they walked. Boruto noticed this. He placed his hand atop his mother's to reassure her.

" You can do this son..." Naruto said.

" I totally already know that Tou-chan." Boruto said trying to play it off as cool as he could.

" Boruto..." Hiashi kneeled down placing his hands on his grandson's shoulder's. " I want you to know, no matter what happens today...you have made me proud my grandson."

Boruto was caught off guard by his grandfather's comments. He looked up at him with great emotion.

Boruto quickly shook it off and maintained his cool demeanor. " jeez, it's not like those are gonna be your last words to me Jii-san." Boruto then walked away towards the courtyard. " Do me a favor...hold off on the funeral arrangements. I'll be back in 2 minutes."

Boruto then walked out to the porch just short of the courtyard. There he saw dozens of Hyuuga on the porch opposite of him standing to watch this battle. On the courtyard itself he saw Kinjo Hyuuga in Hyuuga training attire staring directly at him.

" Better make it 3." Boruto said.

Suddenly Boruto felt a hug around his waist. He looked to see his little sister hugging him tightly, her eyes closed out of worry.

It was then Boruto decided to drop his cool act. He placed his hands around Himawari's arms. " Hey..." He said reassuringly. Himawari looked up at him. " I'm gonna be right back." He smiled.

Himawari reluctantly let go. Her hands rung together out of sheer worry.

" Nii-san, please be careful." Himawari said.

Boruto walked across the courtyard. He looked at all the Hyuuga standing there watching, including the Elders. No doubt wanting to witness him fail.

" Kinjo...glad you could make it." Boruto said.

Everyone on Boruto's side came to the porch.

Kinjo just stood there looking at the Uzumaki.

" Now..." The Elder began. " This is a match between Hyuuga Kinjo and Uzumaki Boruto. The conditions are applied. If Uzumaki wins, none of Hanabi-sama's children will be marked with the curse seal."

Boruto smiled.

" However..." The Elder continued. " If Hyuuga Kinjo wins, the Uzumaki are forbidden from interfering in our affairs. Do both parties agree to this?"

Boruto nodded.

" Elder..." Kinjo said. " I would like to add another condition."

Boruto and everyone on his side were shocked.

Kinjo looked to Boruto. " Uzumaki Boruto, for too long I have had to stomach training in the same dojo as you. That I could tolerate. But what I couldn't tolerate was watching you day in and day out put on that jacket with our clan's symbol on it. Going out into town and disgracing it's meaning."

Boruto looked at him indifferently with his hand on his hip.

Kinjo's eyes narrowed. "You're not a Hyuuga, and you never will be. My condition is that when I beat you, you never don our clan's symbol again."

Boruto was silent for a moment. Hinata's fingers gripped the rail in anger. Hiashi looked on sternly.

" Ok Kinjo." Boruto said. " That's your condition? Fine I accept."

" Elder, I have nothing further."

" Very well." The Elder said. " The use of nin-jutsu, gen-jutsu and weapons is strictly forbidden. This match ends when one of you is unable or unwilling to continue."

Emergence of Talents plays in background...

" Hyuuga Kinjo!" Boruto got into his fighting stance. " Defend yourself!"

Kinjo got into his stance. " Very well."

Hinata braced herself. The knots in her stomach eating away at her.

The 2 locked eyes.

" Begin!"

Both boys dashed toward each other with a palm strike. Deflecting past one another, chakra blasting around them. Kinjo was the first to go on the offensive, launching a spin kick to which Boruto ducked. Boruto threw a palm strike that was deflected by Kinjo. Naruto felt a deep nervousness within. It was difficult to watch his son in an actual battle, and to have so much riding on it.

Boruto and Kinjo became locked in combat. Boruto threw a palm strike at Kinjo's midsection, Kinjo parried it but as Boruto fell forward he spun his body to throw a back palm, Kinjo leaned back to dodge it. Boruto and Kinjo held their stance, eyeing each other.

The 2 continued battling, neither one seeming to gain an advantage.

" Kinjo, they say you're the top guy around here. But it looks like we're totally even!" Boruto said.

" You're wrong." Kinjo said. It's time I show you what true strength is..." with that, Kinjo activated his Byakugan. " This is what separates us."

" Hmph, 'bout time you got serious. Guess I won't hold back either."

" A-Are you telling me those 2 were holding back up to now?" A main branch member said to another.

The battle got more intense, with his Byakugan activated, Kinjo sought out to attack Boruto's organs.

" Watch yourself Boruto, Kinjo's Byakugan is activated. He's looking for a finishing blow." Hiashi thought.

Both Hinata and Hanabi were shown worried.

Naruto looked on, his eyes narrowed. " Don't get caught son. Make sure your defense is up."

Suddenly Boruto and Kinjo were shown trying to deliver a chop to the throat simultaneously, both brought up their other hand and blocked each other's attack at the same time. A wave of chakra flashed above them.

They stayed in that position for but a moment. Staring into each other's eyes, Boruto's eyes scowl while Kinjo's Byakugan eyes remain wide open, trying to predict their next move. Boruto broke the stillness and thrusted his palm, Kinjo parried it and delivered a palm strike to Boruto's jaw.

The Elder smiled at this. Boruto parried away Kinjo's next strike and delivered a side kick to push him away.

Boruto rubbed his jaw.

Kinjo smiled arrogantly as he moved forward. Boruto was back to his stance. Kinjo dashed forward delivering a dozen juu-ken strikes, Boruto blocked and parried every one of them. The Elder began hearing murmurs amongst his clansmen.

" Are we positive he doesn't have the Byakugan?"

" He must have some kind of visual jutsu, how else can his skill rival Kinjo's of all people."

Kinjo delivered a spinning back palm which Boruto ducked under, delivering a leg sweet taking Kinjo's feet out from under him. Kinjo, caught off guard, fell back but quickly rebounded.

Kinjo calmly got back into stance. " Ok Uzumaki, you're not bad..."

" Not bad!?" Boruto yelled. " I'm just gettin' warmed up!"

Kinjo got angry. Boruto charged Kinjo and attacked with a forward flip kick, Kinjo dodged immediately. Kinjo threw a leg kick but Boruto picked his leg up at the last second, causing the Hyuuga boy to miss.

As Boruto reached in for a palm strike, Kinjo blocked it and thrusted his palm into Boruto's mouth.

That was when Kinjo began his barrage of strikes. " You little bastard! I'll waste you in front of your Mom!"

Boruto was doing his best to block Kinjo's attacks. But the Hyuuga boys strength was far too great, some of them began to push through.

Himawari watched on in extreme worry.

She ran to her grandfather. " Jii-san! Make them stop! He's hurting Nii-san!" She pleaded.

" I can't dear, we have to wait until the fight is over." Hiashi said reluctantly.

That was when Boruto saw the left palm strike coming. He grabbed Kinjo's hand and fell back.

" What is this?" Ko said.

Before Kinjo knew it, Boruto had him in a triangle lock. He tried attacking Boruto with his right hand. But Boruto parried and grabbed hold of it, criss-crossing Kinjo's arms.

" What is this?" The Elder said.

" Hyuuga Lock!" Boruto yelled. The look of shock and bewilderment fell onto Kinjo's face.

" Kinjo is trapped in the triangle." Naruto said.

" And Boruto has his hands subdued, he can't use Juu-ken." Ko said.

" This is bad, if Kinjo does not get out of that, he will lose consciousness." The elder thought.

Kinjo struggled to break free but to no avail. He looked at Boruto anger evident in his eyes.

" Say uncle you dumb bastard, or it's lights out!" Boruto shouted.

" You won't beat meee!" Kinjo screamed.

It was then Kinjo saw the rock and tree beside them which made up the centerpiece of the courtyard.

Kinjo jumped to his feet.

" What's he doing?" A random Hyuuga asked.

Kinjo's hands clinched, Boruto found himself leaving the ground.

" He's trying to pick up Boruto!" Naruto said.

Boruto found himself high in the air. Kinjo began began running towards the rock behind them.

" He's not going to..." Hinata said in disbelief.

Boruto looked behind himself to see they were headed for the rock.

" Crap!" Boruto had no choice. He released the lock and his feet landed safely on the rock.

Boruto tried grabbing Kinjo's head and delivering a knee strike from atop the rock. Kinjo however stopped it and double palm thrusted Boruto off. Luckily, Boruto brought his arms down just in time to avoid full damage. He flew back bouncing off the ground, he quickly rolled back to his feet.

Kinjo jumped over the rock and dashed towards Boruto. The 2 once again were locked in a battle of palm strikes.

"Time to end this!" Kinjo shouted, he parried away Boruto's kick causing him to lose balance.

" 8 Trigrams..."

" Boruto get out of there!" Hinata shouted.

" 32 Palms!"

Boruto turned to see the attack coming his way.

" 2 Palms!" Kinjo struck 2 of Boruto's Tenketsu.

" 4 Palms!" Kinjo continued to strike.

" Ok! Here comes the next one!" Boruto thought.

" 8 Palms!" Suddenly a crackling sound was heard. " Grahh!"

Kinjo took a step back.

" What just happened?" An Elder asked. " Why did Kinjo stop?"

" I didn't even follow it." Naruto said.

" Look at Kinjo's hand." Hiashi said.

Everyone saw Kinjo's left hand was bent and bruised.

Reverse Situation plays in background...

" Kinjo's hand is broken." Hinata said , with her Byakugan activated.

" Boruto did that?" Naruto asked.

" At the last second, Boruto put a large amount of chakra into his arm , as he saw Kinjo's strike coming, he elbowed his hand. I taught him this. This technique was used against me in a similar situation against my trainer when I first met and fought him overseas." Hiashi said. " Kinjo will not be performing that technique again in this match."

Kinjo dashed toward Boruto, but as he did Boruto made the gesture with his elbow like last time. Kinjo saw this and immediately backed off.

The elder was shocked. His eyes began to narrow. " This isn't good. Kinjo's hand is hurt and now he's reluctant to fight the Uzumaki." he thought.

" Not so quick to get in close anymore?" Boruto said.

Kinjo looked at him angrily.

" Well if you won't come to me..." Boruto dashed toward Kinjo delivering a series of strikes, Kinjo was offering up little defense.

Himawari saw that the fight was beginning to turn in her brother's favor. " Nii-san!" She shouted in enthusiasm. " Stick it to him!"

Hearing his sister's cheers filled Boruto with strength as he pushed forward. He delivered a front kick to Kinjo which sent him against one of the pillars to the porch . Boruto unleashed several closed fist strikes to Kinjo's body , Kinjo tried to counter attack but Boruto blocked all his strikes. With one final kick Boruto sent Kinjo flying across the courtyard.

Kinjo groggily stood up. Blood coming from the corners of his mouth.

" Do you give up?" Boruto said.

" Uzumaki..." Kinjo said. " I have been training with the best in the main branch these past 2 weeks..."

" Take that as a no." Boruto rushed Kinjo.

" ..and THIS is the result of that training!"

Boruto leaned in for a strike but Kinjo parried it. " Taiyo.."

He then placed both hands against Boruto's body .

" Basuto!"

Suddenly a large burst of Kinjo's chakra ripped right through Boruto's body impact shook the surrounding area it almost sounded like a miniature sonic boom. Parties from both sides looked on in shock.

" That was..." Hanabi began.

Hiashi's eyes narrowed. " How dare the elders teach that move to someone so young." he said to himself.

" Taiyo Basuto...this technique allows one to push a great deal of their chakra and force it directly into their opponent's body, affecting all vital organs in a single blow." The elder thought. " Kinjo must be desperate if he used that technique."

" Nii-san!" Himawari yelled.

Boruto stood motionless as a little blood spattered from his mouth. Kinjo stood before him breathing heavily.

" You fought well Uzumaki, but in this field you cannot defeat the Byakugan." Kinjo said.

Boruto felt as though he just got hit by a semi. He shakily walked forward until he felt himself falling forward.

" I lost..." Boruto thought. "I can't fight anymore..."

It was then an image appeared in his head. Saw a boy with brown hair.

" w-what the hell is this?" He thought.

The boy could not have been any older than his sister. His face was overshadowed, with tears coming from his eyes.

" That's..."

What Boruto noticed the most was a glowing caged bird seal on the boy's head. That was when Boruto snapped to attention.

A loud thud was heard in the Hyuuga compound. Everyone looked on in shock, especially Naruto. To see Boruto had taken a large step to stop himself from hitting the ground. Kinjo was stunned.

Boruto's fists along with the rest of his body tightened.

" GGKHA!" Boruto spit up a little more blood.

With every bit of might he had he forced himself up as he screamed at the sky. He finally remembered what this was really about.

" I...am Boruto Uzumaki! Grandson of Hiashi Hyuuga! And the 4th Hokage! I will not fall to you!"

Kinjo was astonished. He rushed Boruto to deliver another attack.

" Boruto dodge it!" Hinata screamed.

" Taiyo Basuto!" Kinjo said placing both hands on Boruto's body.

He delivered the same blow. Boruto got knocked back a few steps. Then started walking towards Kinjo again.

Kinjo was astonished. " I..I did that move perfectly...why isn't he going down!?" He thought.

" I promised I was going to win. I promised that my cousin would be safe from that seal, in my family...WE DO NOT GO BACK ON OUR WORD!"

Hanabi was stunned.

" Nii-san..." Himawari said.

It was then Kinjo tried to grab Boruto's head to perform the same technique, however, Boruto grabbed both his hands before he could accomplish this.

" That's as far as you get this time Kinjo." He said before delivering a front kick which sent Kinjo to the ground.

" I don't understand!" The Elder said. " That move should have finished him! How is he doing this!?"

" Now it ends, right here and now..." Boruto said.

Boruto's arms began emitting a blue chakra. Hinata already knew what was happening.

(((Flashback)))

Hinata watched as her son tried emitting blue chakra from his hands but failing. Shocked Hinata walked in immediately, walking up next to her son.

" Boruto, were you trying to do the Twin Lion Fist?" She asked.

Boruto looked down and nodded yes. Hinata placed her hand in his cheek.

" If we do this, we do it right. I'll help you develop it. But never try to practice this technique without me." Hinata said.

(((End Flashback)))

" Gentle Step...' Boruto ran towards Kinjo. " Twin Lion Fist!" Both hands erupted in a blaze of chakra.

" Unbelievable!" Hiashi said stunned.

Naruto and Hinata smiled.

Kinjo was too weak from battle to dodge, he simply stood and watched the attack come. Boruto struck into Kinjo's body, hurtling him towards the Hyuuga gate.

Kinjo struck the gate with a loud thud.

Boruto stood there, his hands returning to normal, with a hint of smoke coming off them. Boruto's breathed heavily and took a knee.

Kinjo fell forward, hitting the ground.

The Hyuuga watched in silence to see Kinjo was not getting back up. The Elder's face showed extreme anger and disapproval.

" Kinjo's not moving." A Hyuuga said.

Everyone on Boruto's side watched with extreme anticipation.

" The winner...Uzumaki Boruto."

Boruto stood up. He looked across at all the Hyuuga defiantly. He witnessed the amazement and disdain from numerous members, the elders in particular.

" I am Boruto Uzumaki, and I am Hyuuga!" He said to them.

He then turned around and walked back towards his family. Hinata was so relieved she could cry. As Boruto got closer he began to stumble and fall. Luckily his father was there to catch him.

" You did it!" Naruto hugged his son.

" L-Like there was a doubt." Boruto was too weak to speak.

He looked up at his grandfather who placed his hand on Boruto's head. " Oh Boruto...that was way longer than 3 minutes." Hiashi said.

Boruto smiled. Hinata came and joined her husband in hugging their son. Himawari soon followed after.

" Nii-san you won!" Himawari yelled.

Boruto looked up to see Hanabi standing before him. Tears in her eyes. Upon seeing this, Hinata and Naruto let Boruto loose.

" Hanabi baa-chan." Boruto started.

Hanabi came down and hugged her nephew tightly. " Boruto...arigato..." She said still crying.

Hinata noticed the Hyuuga surrounding Kinjo.

" I'll be right back." Hinata said.

" Hon? Where are you going?" Naruto asked.

Kinjo had finally regained consciousness and stood before the Elder in shame. The Elder looked down at Kinjo in extreme dismay. He pulled his hand back ready to deliver a slap across Kinjo's face. That was when his hand was grabbed.

He looked to see Hinata there holding back his hand. Kinjo stood shocked.

" Hinata, take your hands off me at once!"

" You will not lay a hand on him." Hinata said.

" Will you for once just mind your own damn business!?" The Elder said.

Suddenly a fist met with the Elder's nose, knocking him back several feet. He brought his hand to his nose to see if he was bleeding. Luckily it was not.

" THAT was for a lot that you've done." Hinata said.

Everyone in the courtyard was stunned.

"How dare you..." The Elder said enraged.

That was when he felt that dark ominous presence from her once again. It was then that the Elder decided to back off. Hinata knelt down before Kinjo.

" W-Why stick up for me? I Just tried to beat your son to a pulp." Kinjo said.

" Because, I don't like seeing someone who fought such a strong fight, get punished needlessly." Hinata placed her hands on Kinjo's shoulders.

" Kinjo, do not let this loss bring you down. You have an amazing control of the Byakugan and I know you will become a great asset to the Hyuuga."

Kinjo stood confused. " H-Hai."

" Never stop training." She said.

Hinata got back up and walked toward her family, but not before passing by the elder.

" If anything happens to him...I'll find you." She said venomously.

The threat sent chills up the Elder's spine. as beads of sweat rolled off the side of his face. Suddenly Hinata's face immediately reverted back to a cheery smiling one.

" Thank you for having us Elder. Have a nice day." Hinata said kindly.

Later...

The Guts To Never Give Up Plays In The Background...

Boruto and his family were walking home. Boruto still in his training attire.

" So you saw his eyes. When he did that last move right?" Naruto asked Hiashi as they walked behind the family.

" Hai, what should we do?" Hiashi asked.

" We'll leave it for now. Let it come naturally." Naruto said.

" Boruto!" Kinjo yelled as he ran up to the family.

" Yea?" Boruto said.

" You forgot this..." Kinjo handed Boruto his jacket with the Hyuuga symbol on it.

Boruto was surprised. " Hah Thank you..." He said as he reached for it.

As he grabbed it Kinjo spoke. " Don't think this changes anything..."

Boruto looked confused.

" From now on we're rivals." Kinjo said smiled.

" Heh..." Boruto said. " Sounds good."

Hinata smiled.

Later...

Boruto was fast asleep in his bed.

" He was awesome out there huh?" Naruto said as he and Hinata watched their son sleep from the doorway.

Hinata nodded " Mmhmm."

" Kinda stinks..." Naruto said.

Hinata looked at him.

" Was kinda hoping he'd be a kid for just a little longer."

Hinata smiled. " Nobody wanted that more than me hon. But he's too much like his father. He never waits around."

" When he's a genin... He'll be facing bigger challenges than this."

" I know." Hinata said. " That's why we'll be there to help guide him."

A Few Years later...

Hanabi walked down the halls of the Hyuuga compound.

" Hideo!" She called out, her Byakugan activated. " Haruki!"

Hanabi was becoming concerned. " Where are you two?"

"Hanabi-sama!" She heard a familiar male voice call from out in the courtyard. Hanabi walked out to see Konohamaru holding a small Hyuuga boy in each arm as each laughed and played with his scarf. Both boys had short brown hair and Byakugan eyes.

" Caught these rug rats wandering about in the street." Konohamaru smiled.

Hanabi gave a huge sigh of relief. " Konohamaru-sama thank you so much. I think it's safe to say the nanny's fired."

" No hassle."

" You come here right now, I swear you 2 are going to be the death of me." Hanabi said as she took their hands.

" I really don't know how to thank you." Hanabi said.

" Well hey I mean, if it weren't for them I'd never get to come see you." Konohamaru realized how he might have sounded a little weird.

Hanabi blushed slightly.

" Well I gotta go, I'll see ya later." Konohamaru said.

" Hai." Hanabi said.

As each walked away. Konohamaru and Hanabi turned their heads back at each other simultaneously. Konohamaru developed a blush while Hanabi's intensified before Konohamaru took his leave.

Later...

Hiashi walked down the streets of Konohagakure. Things were going well for him. Boruto was causing mischief to no surprise but was still doing very well in the academy, it won't be long before his granddaughter will be starting there. Soon the twins would be turning 3 years old, and the only thing that would happen is they would both get a huge party and spoiled by their grandfather. And today was the day that his son-in-law would succeed as Hokage.

As Hiashi turned a corner he overheard a commotion going on. As he looked up he saw the Hokage monument covered in graffiti.

" BORUTO!" He shouted.

-The End-

6: Ending Scene

-AFTER CREDITS SCENE-

Boruto dragged himself into the house and plopped on the couch, his grandfather was standing there waiting for him. Hiashi noticed the red smudges of paint on his face.

" Boruto why did you do such a thing?" Hiashi asked.

Boruto smiled. " 'Cuz it would make Tou-chan mad."

" I see and who ended up cleaning it?" Hiashi quipped.

Boruto turned his head and crossed his arms.

That was when the door opened and Hinata and Hanabi came in with Himawari holding the hands of both twins. Upon seeing their cousin on the couch, the Hyuuga boys couldn't resist running up and smothering him.

" Gah! Why do you two always gotta come pester me?" Boruto said as his cousins laughed as they climbed on him. However he didn't really seem to mind at all, regardless of his half hearted protests.

Himawari was not far behind as she jumped on the couch to be next to her brother.

" Nii-san, I went to see our uncle today, next time I want you to come with." Himawari said.

" Fine.." He said.

Hiashi smiled as he looked at his grandchildren.

" Ok everyone, we will be getting dinner started soon. You should wash up. Son, you especially, we'll talk about your little prank later." Hinata said.

" Alright Kaa-chan." Boruto groaned. " I can't catch a break."

Himawari took Hideo to get washed up. " Come on Nii-san, you gotta wash really bad, Kaa-chan said so."

" Fine." Boruto said.

" Nii-san..." Boruto's cousin said.

" What is it Haruki?" Boruto said.

Will of Fire Plays In Background...

Haruki wrapped his arms around Boruto. " ...arigato..."

Boruto caught off guard, blushed. He turned his head scratching it. " Don't mention it."

Hiashi smiled. He knew exactly what Haruki was thanking his cousin for.

" Come on you two. It's time to clean up. You especially Boruto, you're filthy." Hiashi said.

" Ne? Grr..." Boruto picked up his cousin and carried him off to wash.

Hiashi followed after.

-END-

AFTER CREDITS SCENE-

Boruto dragged himself into the house and plopped on the couch, his grandfather was standing there waiting for him. Hiashi noticed the red smudges of paint on his face.

" Boruto why did you do such a thing?" Hiashi asked.

Boruto smiled. " 'Cuz it would make Tou-chan mad."

" I see and who ended up cleaning it?" Hiashi quipped.

Boruto turned his head and crossed his arms.

That was when the door opened and Hinata and Hanabi came in with Himawari holding the hands of both twins. Upon seeing their cousin on the couch, the Hyuuga boys couldn't resist running up and smothering him.

" Gah! Why do you two always gotta come pester me?" Boruto said as his cousins laughed as they climbed on him. However he didn't really seem to mind at all, regardless of his half hearted protests.

Himawari was not far behind as she jumped on the couch to be next to her brother.

" Nii-san, I went to see our uncle today, next time I want you to come with." Himawari said.

" Fine.." He said.

Hiashi smiled as he looked at his grandchildren.

" Ok everyone, we will be getting dinner started soon. You should wash up. Son, you especially, we'll talk about your little prank later." Hinata said.

" Alright Kaa-chan." Boruto groaned. " I can't catch a break."

Himawari took Hideo to get washed up. " Come on Nii-san, you gotta wash really bad, Kaa-chan said so."

" Fine." Boruto said.

" Nii-san..." Boruto's cousin said.

" What is it Haruki?" Boruto said.

Will of Fire Plays In Background...

Haruki wrapped his arms around Boruto. " ...arigato..."

Boruto caught off guard, blushed. He turned his head scratching it. " Don't mention it."

Hiashi smiled. He knew exactly what Haruki was thanking his cousin for.

" Come on you two. It's time to clean up. You especially Boruto, you're filthy." Hiashi said.

" Ne? Grr..." Boruto picked up his cousin and carried him off to wash.

Hiashi followed after.

-END-

#boruto fanfiction

[aetheternity]

Draken, Chifuyu, Mitsuya, the Kawata twins and Kazutora in:

When they see you with your ex.

Disclaimer: E/N means Ex's name. The ex changes gender for each one to be more exclusive I'm sorry if it feels confusing. Kazutora's has mild angst but otherwise this is really sfw.

🌟 Draken

☆ He'd kinda crashed Mikey and Emma's day out. You'd told him you had something to do this weekend so what else was he supposed to do with his free time? The three of them had stopped to eat on the outdoor patio at a nice restaurant and while Emma and Mikey chatted away about something school related. Draken sat quietly sipping his tea.

☆ You'd been kinda weird when he'd asked why the two of you couldn't hang out today. You didn't even tell him what it was you were doing instead. And you always told him literally everything about your life. Sometimes unprompted.

• "Hey, isn't that Name?" Emma's voice suddenly caught his attention.

• "Who's the guy?" Mikey questioned in between bites of his food.

☆ Draken's head shot in the direction Emma had pointed in. Sure enough there you were, talking with a guy who was about the same height as Draken. Weirdly enough Draken felt like he'd seen this guy somewhere before.

• "Is that?.. E/N?"

☆ Draken squinted still staring at the two of you talking. You didn't exactly look happy but you and your ex were standing way too close. He felt a little pang in his heart.

• "Maybe she just.." Emma cut herself off. Your arm came up to wrap around your ex's neck. Pulling him in for a hug which he just as soon reciprocated.

• "Let's just go." Draken said and Emma seemed to immediately agree. As soon as Draken and Emma squeezed back into the open doors of the restaurant Mikey hightailed it in the opposite direction.

• "Dammit Mikey!"

• "Mikey!" Emma called but it was definitely too late for that.

☆ Mikey ran up behind you tapping your shoulder as Emma and Draken made their way down to the scene that was now forming.

• "Are you cheating on Ken chin?" Mikey questioned with zero hesitation. His face stern and his shoulders bared.

• "Mikey.." You said

• "I would've preferred to do this later." Draken grit. Though Mikey didn't even spare him a glance.

• "This is.. your new boyfriend right?" E/N asked

• "Name." Emma began "I know you wouldn't cheat on Draken.."

☆ You sighed putting some space between Mikey who looked two seconds away from punching someone and your ex whose confusion seemed to grow the longer this went on.

• "I'm not, I would never.." You sighed before continuing on. "He's dating my friend now and since we had some bad blood between us.. I figured I should try to get along with him since he's staying in my life. But I'm so sorry Ken Ken, I should've told you yesterday when you asked."

☆ Mikey stepped to the side as you held out your hand for Draken to take. He wasted no time pulling you into his arms, pressing a kiss to the top of your forehead.

• "Don't ever do this again."

• "Go out with my ex without explaining myself? Or get caught going out with my ex without explaining myself?"

• "All of it." Mikey interjected, hands placed in his pocket but his normal smile was starting to reappear.

• "Go home you two. I'm going to spend the rest of the afternoon with these two."

• "Oh? Is it because you're worried something will happen?" You asked Draken laced your finger tips slipping your hand into his pocket.

• "I was never worried, I just wanted to spend time with you." He explained

☆ Definitely should've just invited him in the first place because within a couple hours your ex and Draken have become better friends than the two of you were supposed to be.

🌟 Chifuyu

☆ Him and Takemichi decided to spend the afternoon in Chifuyu's favorite manga shop since sitting at home had become tiresome.

☆ Takemichi had organized a small pile of books around his body like a nest while Chifuyu just searched the aisles aimlessly. He didn't have a book in mind before coming here so he figured he'd pick one out from his favorite section once they got there.

• "Hey Chifuyu?" Takemichi looked up as Chifuyu flipped through one book while he held another in his hand.

• "I can't buy both of these. Takemichi which one do you think is better?"

• "Isn't that Name?" Takemichi pointed over the stack of books on his left sure enough just outside the aisle was you with a girl chatting away.

• "Who's the girl Name's talking with?" Takemichi asked looking up at Chifuyu, though Chifuyu had already ducked his way behind the bookshelf peering out of the aisle at the current scenario.

• "What the hell are you doing?" He asked coming over.

• "That's Name's ex."

• Takemichi fell in line next to Chifuyu peering over his head, "I didn't know Name dated girls too.."

• "Yeah.. it's not a big deal.." Chifuyu said as the two of you giggled about something a couple feet away.

• "If it's not a big deal why are we hiding?"

• "Shh!" Chifuyu ducked back as you and your ex walked a little ways away. "Come on let's follow them."

• "Why don't we just go talk to them?" Takemichi followed reluctantly.

• "I don't want Name to think I came here because I was stalking-"

☆ Just as Chifuyu had made it to the next aisle he tripped over a snag in the carpet causing an oblivious Takemichi to bump into him. A loud oof from both of them alerting you and your ex of their presence.

• "Chi?" You called annndd now you were coming over. "Hey Chi, what are you doing here?"

• "This is my favorite manga place." Chifuyu answered with a grunt, stepping into the aisle.

• "I know.. I just thought you and Takemichi would be at your place."

• "What's going on?.. This is what you were busy with?" He gestured between the two of you.

• "Chi." You stepped forward and Chifuyu took one step back. "You know how me and, E/N are childhood best friends and how my grandmother is sick right now? My grandmother is basically a second mother to her so she invited me out to take my mind and her's off things, She suggested we come in here and I said ok but it wasn't right of me to not tell you, I'm sorry baby."

☆ Chifuyu looked between you and your ex his eyes slowly beginning to soften.

• "I'm not mad love. It was just weird you don't normally do underhanded things like this." He pulled you into his chest for a hug and you wrapped your arms around his waist.

• "You should come with us." E/N said pointing to Chifuyu and Takemichi. "Name won't stop talking about how wonderful you are as a boyfriend anyway."

☆ A bright pink flutters over both you and Chifuyu's cheeks as Takemichi snickers behind you both.

• "Next time you can bring Hina and we can make this into an outing." Chifuyu said, poking Takemichi in his side with his elbow before wrapping his arm around your midsection.

☆ You guys probably end up staying in the store for a couple more hours honestly because if there's anything you and Chifuyu have in common it's your love for manga.

🌟 Mitsuya

☆ He'd been running errands for his mother all morning so by the time he reached the supermarket he was completely exhausted. He pushed his shopping cart through the aisles with a long sigh, checking off items as he went.

☆ He rounded the last corner glad that his day was nearly over and already thinking about what he was going to prepare for dinner when the sound of your voice caught his attention.

☆ His first assumption was that he was so tired he was imagining it but the airy ring of your laugh soon validated his suspicions. You'd told him you were hanging out with friends today after all.

☆ He grabbed the last thing on his list deciding to go say hi. He wheeled the cart directly into the next aisle walking up as you and a person he didn't recognize were having a chat with an elderly woman.

• "You two are so cute together." The woman gestured with a small smile.

• "Oh.. no we're exes and friends." E/N explained

• "Aw I'm sorry things didn't work out for you two." The woman nodded

☆ You opened your mouth to respond but Mitsuya's warm gaze caught your attention first.

• "Suya, hey!" You greeted, walking over to greet your boyfriend with a small hug.

• "That's the actual boyfriend." Your ex explained to the woman.

• "This is the friend you told me about yesterday?" Mitsuya asked looking at your ex with a blank expression.

☆ The tension in the aisle could be sliced with a knife and the lady from before quickly walked away to another side of the store.

• "We are just friends now I promise. There's nothing going on between us and they're having a party tonight that's why we're here." You gestured to your ex who awkwardly waved back. "I was going to invite you later so that you could sneak out when Luna and Mana are asleep."

• Mitsuya nodded his expression softening as he reached up to cup your cheek, "I wish you had just explained that earlier, next time just tell me I won't be angry."

• "I will, I promise." You gave him a quick peck which he reciprocated. "I'm going to head with Suya but I'll see you at the party later?" You asked turning to your ex.

• "Yeah, I'll see you then." They replied as they left.

☆ And yeah sure Mitsuya said he was cool with it but you two ended up skipping the party and after dinner you both stayed in bed all night.. (Do with that what you will. 🙃)

🌟 Nahoya/Smiley

☆ You'd only been dating Nahoya for a month and everyday you two met up at the same place after school.

☆ Sometimes (like today) he'd grab Souya/Angry and head out to meet you. Today the three of you were just supposed to grab a quick bite to eat before heading to the Toman meeting.

☆ The second the two of them had stopped their bikes Souya pointed you out where you were holding a box and talking to some stranger.

• "Who's that guy?" Nahoya's grin tightened as he watched the way the guy yapped away while you just silently listened.

• "He looks like somebody." Souya pondered for a second before his gaze fell on his brother. "I recognize his face he was in some picture on Name's wall."

☆ Nahoya didn't wait another second to storm over to the situation Souya trotting along behind with his teeth grit.

• "What the hell is this?" Nahoya grunted though his smile never wavered. The indent of anger extremely noticeable on his forehead.

• "Hoya, this is E/N he-"

• "E/N as in your ex?" Souya chimed up before you could finish.

• "You invited your ex here when you knew I was coming? What kind of shit are you pulling here Name?"

☆ His smile began to dip at the edges but it was obvious he was trying to keep up his natural facade. His fists clenching at his side, book bag carefully slipped into Souya's arms behind him.

• "I just needed my stuff back, I promise." You tried to explain, shaking the box in your possession for Nahoya to see.

• "I didn't mean to intrude on your-"

• "You shut the fuck up!"

• "Hoya!"

• "So you thought you should invite him on our date? Are you trying to piss me off?"

• You stomped your foot exasperation slowly starting to take over in your face and tone. "Hoya, I didn't invite him! I told him I was here and he's gonna be on vacation for three weeks but I needed my camera back." You hold up the camera that you'd fished from the box, Desperation thick in your voice. "So he decided to drop my stuff off with me and you just happened to get here before he could leave." You rest your fingertips on the bridge of your nose. Glad for the silence that soon arises.

• "I should go." Your ex whispers doing a little scoot around Nahoya who still hadn't completely cooled off.

• "Hey, stop it." Nahoya grips your chin pulling your shaky form closer to himself. "You should've just asked me to get your shit for you."

• You muster a little giggle, sniffling and wiping your face with the back of your hand. "You would've kicked his ass then brought me my stuff."

• "He would've deserved it."

☆ You pull Nahoya closer though he's still a little hesitant to return your affection.

• "Let me make it up to you please? You and Souya." You turn to Souya who's still holding both his and Nahoya's backpacks.

• "You're paying for lunch today." Nahoya replies pulling you into his side. He lowers his voice leaning into your ear as Souya walks ahead to his bike. "And if I ever see that jackass again I'll break his jaw."

🌟 Kazutora

☆ Baji and him had spent the day riding their motorcycles until they decided to take a break not too far away from the shrine where Toman meetings were always held.

☆ They soon found themselves parking their bikes and skipping stones by the riverbed.

• "So, why is it that you're hanging out with me instead of your partner today?" Baji asked as his stone plopped into the water.

• "They said they had something going on." Kazutora replied

• "If I was with someone that gorgeous I'd be willing to go with them but whatever."

• "Maybe you should have someone before you start dishing out relationship advice."

☆ Baji grinned wide throwing a soft punch which Kazutora caught with a snicker pretending to right hook him. It soon lead into a chase with Baji dodging all of Kazutora's playful jabs walking backwards and making sound effects to go along with each swipe of his fists.

☆ Baji grabbed both of Kazutora's fists pushing him back until he nearly tumbled onto his ass. His laugh unbridled in its volume.

• "Come here Kazutora I'll show you how to throw a real punch."

• "What the fuck.." Kazutora's gaze followed two people walking along the path that went just overhead.

☆ Baji's head whipped around to track Kazutora's gaze stopping on the two people walking side by side almost out of sight at this point.

• "Is that-" Kazutora was nearly gone by the time Baji had processed the words. "Hey!" He called out running to catch up but Kazutora had already sprinted to the top of the bank, jogging along to catch up to the people they'd spotted.

• "Name!" His voice boomed closing the distance scarily quick.

☆ You'd stopped dead in your tracks, turning to face the chilling look in your boyfriend's eyes as he stood before you. Baji right behind and practically out of breath.

• "Who is that?" Kazutora pointed

• "Tora.. baby don't freak out.."

☆ His earring clinked against his face as he stared into your eyes.

• "Are you leaving me now? Is that it?"

• "Tora!" You huff, putting your hands out.

• "Kazutora.." Baji called out already sensing the weight of the situation.

• "She's my ex but listen-"

• "So you are cheating on me.." Kazutora's jaw locks and when you reach out for his sleeves with pleas of his name he just slaps your arms away.

☆ When he leaves he runs for his bike. His leg anchored over the side already gripping the handle bars tightly when Baji's loud scream of his name rips through the air.

☆ He's got his bike out of park but just as he starts to drive away you dash out from nowhere and yank his handle bar.

• "Dammit Tora listen to me!!" You beg, he can clearly see the beginnings of tears stinging the corners of your eyes as you hold onto the hand still clutching his handlebars.

• "What could you possibly say? That it didn't mean anything? That you love me?!"

• "Yes! I do love you! You mean everything to me! I needed to be with E/N today because her mom went missing a couple days ago! The woman that took me in and loved me all my life is out there somewhere and no one knows anything about it so dammit Kazutora if you love me even half as much as I love you, don't leave me right now!"

☆ You latched onto his jacket letting your loud sobs fill the now quiet air.

• "You told me.. You love me.." His whispered tone barely reaches your ears as you continue to choke on your own tears.

• "I.. love you.. Tora.." You hiccuped

☆ His arms wrapped gently around your waist, face deep in the crook of your neck as you slowly began to relax.

• "I'm sorry." You felt him tremble as he held you closer than he ever had before. "I love you.." He reciprocated. "I'm here.."

🌟 Souya/Angry

☆ Souya tended to listen more than you realized. Like when you go on and on about a band you absolutely adore to the point where he stays up until almost 12 am to snag tickets for the two of you to go see them on the weekend. And this was that weekend.

☆ He'd been nearly bursting with excitement over it and now he could finally surprise you with the news after holding it in for a solid week.

☆ He parked his bike across the street from your house, reaching into his jacket pocket for the umpteenth time to check that both tickets were there. After a few more minutes of preparing, blowing into his hand to check his breath, smoothing his sweaty hands over his jacket. He rung your doorbell. The heel of his toe tapping against the floor as he waited for you to answer.

☆ When the door finally opened a person much taller than Souya answered.

• "Yup." The person pursed their lips one hand on the tool belt wrapped around their waist. For a second Souya pondered if he'd somehow rung the wrong doorbell until he looked at the number in plain view embellished on your door front.

• "Who are you?" It definitely came off more aggressive thanks to Angry's naturally violent resting face.

☆ Before the person could answer you came bounding down the stairs, pulling the door open wider.

• "Why the hell would you answer my door?" You spit at the person standing beside you as you pull your boyfriend inside, shutting the door behind him.

• "I think you mean thank you."

• "Fuck off." You tell the person who was already walking back to the kitchen.

☆ The naturally angry imprint on Souya's face seems to deepen as he makes eye contact with you.

• "I wish you had called." You sighed, tugging Souya into the living room by his jacket sleeves.

• "Who the hell is that?"

• "You remember how I said my ex is in the remodeling business.."

• "That's your ex?"

• "Yes but listen! If I work with him I can get a discount, I just want that wall taken out to open up the space a bit more." You gesture to the kitchen where your ex is currently examining the wall. "I would've told you sooner but between my friend coaxing me into doing this remodel and that drunk night with you and Nahoya it was hard to find time."

☆ Souya dipped his hands into his pockets, staring blankly into the distance. His brow furrowed deeper than normal and his foot tapped against the hardwood.

• "If you're uncomfortable with this I'll get someone else.."

• "Get someone else."

• "Wait before you answer." You scoot closer to your still ticked boyfriend and he makes eye contact with you again. "This kind of remodel normally costs way more than the bargain I'm getting with them."

☆ Souya blinked blankly at you.

• "Sou plllleeeeaaasssee, you can be here whenever they are." You gesture to the kitchen.

• "No I can't I have a job."

• "Fine.. I'll call you the entire time." He sighed with a roll of his eyes. And you rubbed both his arms with a long groan of his name. "How about this, I bring you and them to dinner. Once you see how disinterested I am you might be more for it."

• "Not worried about you, I'm worried about them." His forehead rubbed against yours and you giggled.

• "I promise I only love you."

• "Would you love me more if I got tickets to your favorite band for today?"

• "I'm never leaving you." You proclaim wrapping your arms tightly around Souya's midsection. "That's a proposal by the way we're engaged now. I don't make the rules."

• "E/N I'm engaged now!" You yell towards the kitchen.

• "I heard, congrats!" They yelled back

☆ Souya just scoffed but his cheeks bloomed into the deepest shade of red as he walked upstairs with you to your bedroom to help you pick out an outfit for the concert.

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[metalbuckaroo]

💋Soldat107💋

🍒 SUMMARY// At 3am, every Sunday, Bucky locks his bedroom door to watch his favorite camgirl. What's to happen when he finds out he's much closer to her than leaving generous tips on her videos?

💋 WARNINGS// m masturbation, implied f masturbation, cursing, mentions of alcohol, lil bit of fluff

🍒 AU// Roommate!Bucky x Camgirl!Reader

💋 NOTE// This is tame compared to what's coming next. Requests and asks are always open, 18+ ONLY Minors DNI

🍒Ronly Friends Masterlist🍒

💋Main Masterlist💋

Moodboard by// @commonintrest

"C'mon, big boy! Nat is gonna be here soon." You called down the hall, Bucky walking out of his bedroom as he pulled his shirt on. "I'm coming, calm down." He sighed. "Well, don't you look handsome." You smiled, smoothing your hands over his shoulders, feeling the muscles tense a little under your touch. "Oh, stop flirting."

"Nevermind, you look horrible." You teased, Bucky rolling his eyes at you as he got in the fridge for a water. "If I was to set you up with one of my friends- would you go?"

"Nope."

Though a small wave of relief washed over him, he couldn't stop himself from asking- "why not?"

"I have plenty of fun- by myself." You winked, a low chuckle pulling from Bucky's chest as he took a quick drink from the bottle. "Well, any guy who gets to date you is lucky, dollface."

You jutted your bottom lip out, reaching your hands out to hold his jaw. "Awe, Bucky. So sweet, gimme some sugar." You giggled, planting a kiss on his stubbled cheek.

Bucky looked at the tinted gloss painted on your lips and groaned. "Oh, c'mon, get it off. Sam teases me enough." He frowned. "Ok, ok. Lemme see." You laughed, pulling him down closer by the back of his neck.

"Hey!" He whined when you left another one on the opposite cheek. "Now, you match. Want some more?" You teased, Bucky trying to wiggle away as you wrapped your arms around his sturdy waist. "No, no more sugar."

"Oh, all of the sugar. C'mere, big boy." You giggled, making kissy noises at him as his face went beet red, laughter bubbling from his chest. "Stop! We gotta- we gotta go."

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Bucky tried to keep his eyes from staring a hole into you the entire time you were at the club not far from the apartment. Occasionally glancing over Steve's shoulder to where you were enjoying yourself with Natasha, the hem of your dress lifting every so often to give a peek at the lacy underwear underneath.

"You listenin', Buck?" The blonde chuckled, snapping his fingers in front of Bucky to get his attention again. "Hmm? Yeah, I heard ya'." Bucky lied.

"Obviously not. You're staring so hard that it's getting creepy." Steve teased. "Is that drool?" Sam quipped, making Bucky mock laughter and roll his eyes as he lifted the glass bottle to his lips.

He had been waiting for a half an hour for a reason to ditch, seeing you shaking your head at a man who just stepped closer when Natasha walked away was the perfect reason.

"There goes Bucky, swooping in to save the day." He shot a look to Sam over his shoulder, snaking his arms around your waist and leaning to nuzzle his face in the crook of your neck.

Your face heated up at the sudden action, but the look on the strangers face as he backed away made you give a soft smile and place your hands on the metal forearm that was around your waist.

"Ready to leave? I'm bored." He muttered as he pulled you away from the crowd and the lingering man, facial hair scratching at your skin as he talked. "My hero." You laughed, pulling out of his grip and waving to the group of friends who sat at the bar.

"Unspoken rule number three, it is my job as your roommate to save you from unwanted situations." Bucky smiled, pushing open the door to hold it for you. "What a gentleman."

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3am hit while Bucky was scrolling his phone. The weekly notification dropping down at the top of his screen.

This time, there were two new videos; Bucky's eyes going wide when he saw the title on the second one.

For the best tipper- Soldat107

He hesitated at first to click it, his hand slipping into the waistband of his briefs to grip himself when the video loaded.

The swirling in the pit of his stomach started quicker than he had expected. Bucky rutting his hips into his hand as his top teeth bit down into his lip to make sure you didn't hear him this time and eyes fluttering shut as he spilled over the edge.

Once he was done, his phone and headphones were thrown to the side. Being quick to clean the mess on his hand and stomach before leaving his room to go shower.

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The next morning, Bucky went on his run with Sam and Steve after breakfast. The main topic being how he hadn't asked you on a date yet.

"Just ask her and stop being a whimp about it." Sam said, nudging his shoulder as they walked up the stairs of the apartment building. "She's my roommate, that's what makes it more difficult."

"That should make it easier, Buck. You already know almost everything about each other, there wouldn't be any awkward silences if you took her out." Steve pointed, as if Bucky hadn't already weighed the pros and cons.

"It's also very convenient that her room is across the hall from yours." Sam nodded, making Bucky roll his eyes as he opened the door to his apartment.

You looked over your shoulder from washing the dishes to where he was walking in, athletic shorts low on his hips and hair tied up messily. "It was my turn to do those." Bucky said with a pointed look. "I got bored." You shrugged, feeling the heat from his form when he stood behind you.

"When most people get bored, they watch tv." He turned the water off and you turned to face him. "How was your run?" You asked, leaning back against the counter. "Annoying and sweaty."

You nodded, letting your eyes wander down to his sweat slicked chest. The shine making his muscular torso seem even more defined. "I can tell."

Bucky hummed in response and went to pull you in for a hug, your hands pressing to his chest to keep him away as a mischievous smile tugged his lips. "Get off, Bucky. I don't want a sweaty hug." You warned with a laugh. "You know you like seeing me sweaty."

Your face warmed and you curled your fingers under his to try to pry them from your waist. "Go- take a shower." You giggled, Bucky pouting as he backed away to go down the hall.

You could hear Bucky rustling around in his room as you put the dishes away, a call of your name making you walk into his view as he walked back into the hall.

"Have you seen my sweats?" He sighed. "Which ones?"

"Dark grey." You didn't let yourself look down as he adjusted the waistband of his briefs. "Check my closet if they're not in yours."

Bucky nodded and opened your bedroom door, going to looked through the folded clothes on the top shelf of your closet.

Not finding them there, he went to the trunk that was at the foot of your bed, thinking you kept more clothes in it as he opened it.

He choked on air when he saw the familiar sight of a masquerade mask along with the same backdrop the camgirl he watched and different sets of lingerie neatly placed inside.

"Did you find it?" Bucky heard your voice say as you got closer. "I fuckin' found something, cherry." He huffed, everything in him wanting him to just shut the trunk and forget he ever saw it.

You rolled your eyes and waved his hand away to shut it, folding your arms across your chest. "That's an invasion of privacy, Buck."

"I'm canceling my subscription." Bucky said, looking up at the ceiling. "You're what now?" You said, cocking your head to the side. Everything not clicking in place for you yet.

"I'm canceling." He repeated, looking down at you. The fact that Bucky had seen your videos settling in. "You- oh, god." You bit back a laugh, covering your mouth with your hand.

"Yep. Remember the best tipper? Me. Now, I'm gonna go take a very cold shower. Don't look at me for awhile, I'm embarrassed." Bucky turned to leave the room, you following right behind him.

"Bucky, please, don't make this weird." You whined, reaching to grab the metal of his wrist in your hand.

He stopped and let out a long breath through his nose, running a hand down his face. "Four months. You've lived here four months and I didn't know I watched your videos every weekend? I feel-" A visible shudder passed through him, a guilty feeling settling deep in his stomach along with a little bit of curiosity. "Lemme see it."

"See what?" You asked, letting go of his wrist. "The cherry. I wanna see it." He shrugged.

You rolled your eyes and turned so your back was to him before lifting the hem of your dress, pulling the waistband of your underwear down enough for him to see the tattoo.

Bucky swallowed thickly and moved his hands to cover himself, tearing his gaze away from your backside. "Yeah. That made it worse. I'm gonna go shower now."

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A few days passed, Bucky hadn't mentioned anything else about what he had found in your room. Everything stayed normal, except the increase in lingering looks you'd catch.

And the curiosity of what it was like to film yourself doing such personal things.

"I wanna do it." Bucky blurted out as you handed him a beer and the bowl of popcorn. "Do what?" You asked, taking your spot next to him on the couch and grabbing the remote from the coffee table. "The thing you do."

You looked over at him with an amused smile. "You'd make good money doing it." You said, Bucky's eyebrows raising. "You think?"

"Well, obviously. Look at you." You breathed a laugh, gesturing a hand towards him. His tongue swiped across his bottom lip, thinking over what he was about to say. "Do you ever think about... having a guest?"

You cocked an eyebrow at him, silently debating what he had said. Bucky had the build something like what you would see on a statue in a museum, a handsome face and delightful personality to match. You'd be lying if you said you didn't have some type of attraction towards him.

"You offering, Buck?"

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[munsnz]

Hii hope you're having a great week! If you feel like writing it i was thinking of a steve h x wheeler!reader, where they're having a dinner at the wheeler's and reader is nervous thinking it's going to be awkward and all but it actually goes pretty well.

LOVELY MESS — STEVE HARRINGTON

WARNINGS: anxiety, language??

PAIRING: Steve Harrington x GN! Wheeler! Reader

PSYCHOIE RADIO: What You Like — Wallows

L: Tysm for requesting anon!! This is actually something I’ve been wanting to write for a long ass time, and I’m so sorry this is a month late, I was In a rut for the third time this year, but finally, here it is!!

“Don’t worry, it’s going to be okay!” The kind-hearted guy, leaned towards you by the metal, old lockers, while you switched your books, shaking your head side to side, “Come on, whatever happened to Nance and I is over.”

Your eyes shifted to meet Steve Harrington’s, your 6-month boyfriend, who was also your younger sister’s ex boyfriend, Nancy Wheeler. Although she may have been younger, Nancy had it all, popularity, the smarts, and the looks, except you, the shadowed sister. Even your brother Mike Wheeler knew that Nance had outshined you, still being younger than you. That terribly tumbled apart as soon as Nancy confessed that she no longer loved Steve, telling him it was all bullshit, the words that hurt Steve those past nights.

You somehow got ahold of him, to get over the breakup as the two of you fought for the fate of the world along the group of kids, Mike’s friends, bringing you guys closer, leading up to confessing their feelings for one another.

“Steve I’d think it would be a bad idea.”

”How would it be a bad idea if we never tried it?” Steve cheekily grins, placing a warm kiss on your thin lips, smiling between them. You pushed his chest away with your hands, making him whine, “One more kiss come on! Or else we’ll have to go to the dinner!!”

You placed a notebook to block his wildly handsome face from kissing you again, giggling hysterically, “No, that’s my final answer.”

Steve had always been so fond about your family, the Wheelers, he knew Mike due to the previous events with the Mind Flayer and has met your mom when he was together with Nancy. But you still think it’d be awkward, you were going to bring your boyfriend, not your friend, nor Nancy’s boyfriend, but yours.

In denial, you always tried to not touch the subject, scared of it going wrong. As you saw Steve pout and cross his arms like a child, he mumbled, “I promised it’ll be ok, just let me go for once.”

”You already went to their house!” You squeaked as your palm hit his shoulder, slapping him playfully.

Steve raises his eyebrows, straightening his face while he sternly stares at you, “Yeah but I went as Nancy’s boyfriend, not yours right? So give me a shot honey.”

“I don’t know,” You started pacing along the hallway to get to class, knowing you were five minutes late, the weirdest thoughts flooding in. What if your parents don’t like the fact you’re with Steve? What if they prefer Nancy with him instead? What if-

Clearing his throat and whispering in your ear, Steve mumbled jokingly, “I know you’re overthinking Y/N.”

“Stop it!” You move a strand of hair from your face, clutching your books tighter, strolling away from him to the hallway of lockers, “What if it gets awkward? What if my parents don’t like the fact you’re with me!?”

”Can you at least think about it?” He shouts from afar, leaving his arms in the air, trying to get your attention while you tried your best to ignore him.

Soon enough, a teacher peeped their head out of the corresponding room towards the hallway for the source of disruption to find Steve’s tall figure continuing to get your attention, “Harrington! Off to class, you’re late!”

”Right! I’m sorry m’am,” Steve rapidly nods, zooming away to his Basketball period, where he knew for sure he’d get in trouble with the couch for being late. Still awaiting for his proposal to be answered with his loving mess, for a one of a kind dinner with your family, the Wheelers.

”Mike I swear to god you better not embarrass me!” You rush down the rug stairs, fixing your hair as you tucked it behind your ear, chasing your younger brother down. After Steve’s persuasion driving you nuts for that same day you both talked, you finally gave in to bring him over on a Thursday night under one condition, he wasn’t allowed to embarrass you or himself, just to keep things proper, and not awkward between your family.

As the days grew closer to the date of the dinner, the more anxious you got to the point you couldn’t bare to see Steve, keeping you and your thoughts to yourself for the past weeks. It was simple, a simple gathering with your family and boyfriend.

What could go wrong?

Everything and anything. From your parents making you look like a fool to be going out with your sister’s ex to Steve making a terrible impression on them although he’s met them already. You weren’t so logical, you were scared, not nervous but scared. What if this whole dinner would be an awkward disaster full of embarrassment and inconvenience?

But here you were, getting ready for the small event taking place in your home, chasing your brother to shut him up due to his witty comments. Now shoving your little sister Holly softly on the side to clear Mike’s path, he taunted, “Well I’m not the one kissing the pillow thinking it’s Steve! Mwah mwah!”

”Thats not true, Mike!”

You tried to reach to stop Mike from speeding through the kitchen but before you could make any other move, Mrs. Wheeler scolds at you two, “No running inside the house!”

”Sorry mom!” Both you and Mike loudly shout, slowing down your pace, suddenly catching up to Mike by dragging the collar of his blue striped polo.

As he squealed in pain and angst, you tackle him to the couch, tickling his sides on the soft brown cushion, “I got you! Now say it! Surrender!”

”Never!” His high-pitched giggled filled the cozy room, squirming under you, trying to free from your grip. Another wave of the tingles on his ribs were coming back, your fingers moving on his back.

You continued to make him laugh hysterically, lowering your voice to mimicking a villain both of you once watched on tv during a weekend night, “You must proclaim yourself as a liar! Or ye shall face the consequences!”

“I will not surrender-“

Instantly after the sharing of laughter being held by the siblings, you heard the rhythmic chime from the doorbell, Holly was making a fuss about her lack of apple juice in her sippy cup as Nancy tried to leave the porcelain plates on the clothed table in the dining room. You and Mike frantically got up from the couch after your mother was pulling you away apart, “Hey, he’s here!”

Shit.

You knew for a fact your loved one was here, an awful feel of unease aroused, making you tense unlike the past few moments before you heard the doorbell. Steve Harrington was here, at your door, for dinner with your family.

Gulping nervously, you hurried to get the door, but surprisingly Mrs. Wheeler got there before you could stand up from the comfortable couch, your heart pacing at an unstoppable speed, ruffling your top. Mrs. Wheeler opened the wooden door to find that same familiar, attractive face, both Mike and you peering on the side, roses in his hands.

”Mrs. Wheeler!” Steve kindly greets, handing her the bouquet of roses at the door, making her receive them with a soft grin.

“Hey there Steve- oh!” Mrs. Wheeler yelps when Mike harshly shoved you next to your mother, bumping shoulders with her, goofily grinning in front of him.

”Hi Steve,” You childly mimicked, but realizing the fool you made yourself look like, regretting your stupid action you made in front of your boyfriend.

As your mom signaled the brunette to walk inside the welcoming room, Steve lightly pecked your cheek, slightly bringing you closer to himself from the side as both of you solemnly walked inside the warm room. Watching the two of you, Mike made smooching and kissing noises behind you, kicking him in the shin, squeaks of pain coming out of your younger brother’s mouth in order for him to shut up.

And right as you saw Nancy slightly wave at him while walking off rapidly to find Holly for dinnertime, a sense of insecurity rushed in you. You leisurely shifted away from him, his eyes darting towards you knowing that something was up while Mrs. Wheeler rushed to the kitchen for the home cooked meal. Only 5 minutes in of the gathering and you were an anxious mess already, quietly panicking if anything else so terrible would happen, your fingers tapping the side of your thighs where they stood upon you.

“You know you can sit down right?” A gentle voice, your sister’s voice perked in the silence telling Steve. Nancy holding the little one in her arms, moved to sit Holly down as Mike lounged in the wooden chair almost staring you down jokingly to see your funny expressions.

Steve whips his head around, chuckling softly, pulling out a chair for you to sit in, “Yeah, this is why this is a dinner Nancy. You know, for sitting down and eating?”

A silence formed between the five of you, later on creating an awkward melody of chuckles being shared between Nancy and Steve, then turning away from each other, leaving this pit in your stomach at such uncomfortable state. Thoughts. Terrible thoughts rolled in meanwhile you sat which Steve offered to give you, Mike’s eyes widening while drinking the glass of milk being on the top of the table to try his best not to giggle.

Afterwards, Mrs. Wheeler interrupted the awfully weird silence with a fake, cheerful tone you knew wouldn’t be her usual self, carrying in the large plate with roasted chicken. She strictly ushered you and Nancy to bring in the rest of the side dishes from the kitchen out to the dining room as Mike and Steve chatted a little before your father strolled in to greet your boyfriend.

“Chill out Y/N,” Nancy places her thin hand on your left arm calmly, you turned your head around you understand what she was saying, “You seem tense, it’s okay.”

You scoffed at her comment jokingly, placing the bowl of greens onto the table when Nancy put the dish with fresh mashed potatoes as well. All of you took a seat, ready to feast, Steve clearing his throat to speak up, “Thank you so much Mrs. Wheeler for inviting me and for this wonderful dinner.”

“No problem Steve, ever since we met you with Nancy, you’ve been a great guy,” Your mother softly smiled, but changed her expressions once you shot your eyes towards her, “Anyways, enjoy the meal.”

Mumbles of thank yous and your welcomes being shared between one another, beginning to eat the delicious food for the evening. Shakily, you grabbed onto the silver fork, stabbing it into the chicken to eat it, the sound of plates moving around and cups being sipped, you decided to speak up, “Steve has been hanging out with Mike lately, they’re getting alone quite well.”

Your mother’s eyes widened, “Oh really? That seems like fun, having an older brother figure must be pretty cool knowing that Mike has grown up with a house full of girls right?”

Caught off guard from his meal, Mike hesitantly nodded while he falsely smiled, peering over to Steve for an agreement, “Yeah, Mike might be a little trouble with the rest of the boys, but he’s fun to be with at times.”

”A little trouble,” Your brother repeated jokingly under his breath, applying a mischievous look on his face, leaning back onto his chair, “I don’t think Y/N and Steve studying their human anatomy is-“

Before any reactions were being made from the regrettable comment your annoying brother made, Nancy slapped her hand across his mouth to shut up before he said anymore weird nonsense about you and your significant other. Steve worriedly glanced towards you with a beet red tinted face, almost wishing your mom hadn’t heard him while you stuffed your face trying to hide your expression.

“Michael what was that?” Mrs. Wheeler shot up a look towards your brother, laying her fork down with a confused face, “Human anatomy?”

In a stuttering mess, you tried to bring up some lame excuse to cover up along with Steve, you were sick to your core, knowing the stupidity that Mike claimed to be. It could be that your parents would say something terrible, you were flushed in multiple shades of red. You knew this dinner was even more terrible than expected, now your brother was making you and Steve look like a couple of fools, your hands sweating. Nancy chimed in to help between your idiotic stumbling, “It was this code name Mike used with the party and them.”

“Mmm yeah totally!” Steve wearily smiled, readjusting the hem of his red blouse he wore, watching you nod in response, a wave of relief washing inside you, “It’s the most oblivious things that are the most secretive, right Mike?”

Both you and Nancy darted a death glare towards the black-haired boy, who nodded rapidly under the threat of the siblings, “Yeah, Dustin was the one who made it up.”

”Kids these days,” Your father, Mr. Wheeler mumbles, slicing his part of the chicken in half with the butter knife as he shook his head.

Mrs. Wheeler humbly agreed, you mouthed a silent “thank you” towards Nancy’s direction, giving you a kind thumbs up later to kick Mike’s shin under the table, a quiet yelp escaping his lips for the second time. Later, feeling your hands gripping ever so tightly onto Steve’s large ones, being placed on your shaky leg.

Nancy brought up a conversation about an upcoming school event for the seniors at Hawkins High, Steve being able to catch up on the conversation. The mood was slightly calmer than it were before, things lessened up a bit as your harsh grip softened, feeling more balmy. Your boyfriend smiled, while looking off to your mom and dad who were intrigued by the conversation you were all having. Peace at last, worries washed away, it was okay.

Giggles and words were filled the large home, dessert was already handed out, Steve was on a roll to making your parents life along with your siblings, everything had merrily turned out great except the part where your mother talked about your embarrassing stories when you were little. This wasn’t so bad after all, Steve was definitely correct for once.

“Okay I have one more joke,” Your boyfriend sighed happily after the amount of laughter shared, your cheeks almost hurt from smiling too much. Steve set down his spoon then proceeded, “What did the grape say when they squished it?”

Everyone on the table shrugged, waiting for the hilarious response from him, Mike being close to burst into laughter before he said anything until Steve cleared his throat to answer, “Nothing, it just whined a little, get it?”

Once the joke was heard, your family surrounded the room with laughter, Mrs. Wheeler happily sighed after catching her breath, getting up to take the dessert plates back to the kitchen, picking one up at a time. Meanwhile your father and sister chuckled, you smiled like a freak towards Steve who was sitting next to you, holding your hand.

“See? I told you you shouldn’t have worried about his,” He whispers softly, giving you a light kiss, smiling as well, “You’re a lovely mess.”

You smacked his shoulder, earning a laugh from him, “I know I know, but at least I’m your lovely mess right?”

”Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” Both Nancy and Mike, your siblings chanted with cheeky smiles plastered on their face, being in front of you and overhearing your conversation. Steve leaned in and shut his eyes to peck your lips, suddenly you placed a napkin in front of you to avoid him, catching him off guard. Such small act brought your siblings to laugh at him, he shook his head playfully, sniggering along. Maybe this wasn’t so bad, this brought all of you together, it was okay, no, better than okay. I guess it was just Steve’s lovely mess.

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CRUSH AT THE PREMIER

Scarlett Johansson x reader

Words: 2356

SCARLETT P.O.V.

I'm driving to a caffe down the street to meet up with my longest time best friend (y/n) and as usual I forgot my phone, why everytime I have to meet with (y/n) I get so nervous and forget even my name? Well maybe it is because I have a major crush on her since, how can I say it, well forever probably is the word I'm searching for.

Waking up from my thoughts I park the car and rush to the enter where I see (y/n) impatiently checking her phone.

(Y/N): Where the hell were you? I called you something like five times I thought you were dead!

She says hugging me, I chuckle nervously and hug her back.

SCARLETT: I may or may not have forgotten my phone at home, but anyway is nice to see you too miss finesse.

(Y/N): Oh come on Scarly don't turn into a good girl now.

I blush at this statement and try to hide it laughing and pushing her throward the door.

SCARLETT: Take that fine ass of yours inside I need for my coffee.

(Y/N): Yes ma'am!

We sit at a table and we start talking about what happened in the past month since we didnt have much time to hang up cause we have been super busy with work. I told her everything I could about what happened on the set of Avengers Endgame: funny story, some bloopers and some spoilers as well, but nothing too big since neither I know whats going on in that movie, yep Marvel is very good at keeping secrets.

(Y/N): When is the premier Scarly?

SCARLETT: Tomorrow night and actually I wanted to ask you something about that

My hands got sweaty and I started to panic. What if she says no or she finds out I'm in love with her? Scarlett Ingrid Johansson, you take a breath and ask your best friend and crush to go to the premier with you whether you want it or not! I probably get lost in my thoughts for a while since (y/n/n) is waving her hand in front of my face.

(Y/N): Hellooo? Land to Scarlett, are you here?

SCARLETT: Yeah, sorry I...I zoned out for a sec.

(Y/N): I noticed. Scarly now please answer me sincerely, are you ok?

I frowned at her question.

(Y/N): Don't look at me with that face, you can fool anyone but not me. You've been weird since you arrived today, then you want to ask me something and zone out. This is not you, whats going on?

I take a deep breath trying to gain time.

SCARLETT: Im fine (y/n/n), just a little bit stressed for the premier tomorrow. You know it'll be the first time I'll be there alone and I guess this is stressing me out

(Y/N): Awww don't worry Scarly you'll be amazing as always.- she says taking my hands in hers smiling at me- You're the strongest woman I've ever met and I'm sure that walking on a red carpet alone is not gonna break you down.

I blush at her words and lower my head shaking it a bit.

SCARLETT: The problem is not standing alone on the red carpet, the problem is the presss questions and the scandal that not having a partner for this event is gonna create.

Her smile dropped. She understands what I mean and she knows how much I got stressed when the press spread fake gossip about me.

(Y/N): Well I'm sure we can find someone inclined to accompany you or...

I raised my head at her or and saw the fear and embarrassment on her face. I dont know what happened to me at that moment, but suddenly I felt super confident and the words came out of my mind without me noticing.

SCARLETT: Or you can come with me as my date.

My eyes widened as soon as I realized what I said and I started to panic even more. I try to focus on the bright side of this thing but right now I can't care less about the fact that I practically confessed to my crush, I'm too scared of her reaction. My train of thoughts and paranoia stop rushing when I hear (y/n) laughing.

(Y/N): Your face is sooo funny! Seems like youve seen a ghost!

I try to force out a laugh but it dies in my throat before it can even get out of my mouth so I limit myself at smiling.

(Y/N): You know I wasn't thinking about me when I proposed another option right Scarly?

I nod sadly.

(Y/N): I was thinking about that Colin Jost... But if you want me to be there with you I'll cancel my date night with my couch and Netflix and come with you!

SCARLETT: Really?

My eyes lit up when she agreed to come to the premier as my date. I was so excited and happy as if a burden had been lifted from my shoulder. I jump out of my seat and hug her tight.

SCARLETT: Thank you, thank you, thank you!

(Y/N): Yeah, but don't get too excited I'll only do that in order to see the movie before anyone else.

I stop hugging her and go back to my seat putting on a childish pout and faking to be offended by her statement.

SCARLETT: For what you said you'll have to choose the dress on your own and come to pick me up tomorrow at 5pm.

(Y/N): No no no no. I was joking, girl, chill down! I obviously agreed to come cause youre my best friend and I don't want to let you go alone.- she said scratching the back of her head in facking embarasmen- Now please help me pick a dress!

I burst out laughing at her begging and she joined me soon.

SCARLETT: Ok (y/n/n) well go pick a dress now, but please learn how to plead cause you suck!

We get out of the caffe laughing and wondering about what will happen tomorrow night like two girls going nuts the day before the prom.

TIME SKIP TO THE RED CARPET

I'm walking side by side with (y/n) down the red carpet and I've never felt more powerful in my whole life. For the first time I'm standing in front of the press, journalist, photographer and I don't care about what they're saying and what they'll say tomorrow.

Down the path we stop for some photos and interviews. And I noticed (y/n) tensing and shaking when people ask her questions. Without thinking too much about it I hold her hand rubbing my thumb over the back of it trying to calm her down.

SCARLETT: If it's too much for you I can take you inside the theatre and come back out here alone.- I whisper in her ear.

(Y/N): No it's ok, I'm a little bit overwhelmed but I'll be fine. Just can you hold my hand?

SCARLETT: Sure thing hon, everything for you.

I see her blushing and that makes me smile.

We are now in the theatre and the movies have been going for a while already when I realize that the scene of Natasha's sacrifice is coming up. I shift in my seat trying to get comfortable and ease the stress. I know this scene would come, I mean I shoot it, but it's sad anyway cause after I played Natasha Romanoff for 10 years I can say that she is part of me now.

As soon as the Widow jumps down the cliff the theatre is filled with gasp and sob. Every member of the cast looked at me shocked since no one except Jeremy knew that. Robert, who was sitting at my left lean near me.

ROBERT: You hide it to us for all this time?

SCARLETT: Feige's order.

I hear a sob coming from the person at my right, so I turn around to see (y/n) crying in her seat. That view makes my heart clench, she is so beautiful and precious even with tears rolling down her cheek. I stare at her for a while before she notices and grabs my hand holding it tight in search of comfort. When our hands touch I feel my stomach flutter and my heart skip a beat, we stare at each other's eyes and without realizing we both start to lean in closer without breaking eye contact. My heart was beating so fast and my mind was wandering freely imagining how could (y/n) lips would feel against mine.

Our magic moment was interrupted by a flash coming from the screen we woke up from our state of trance and back off blushing in embarrassment.

TIME SKIP TO EVANSS PARTY

(Y/N) P.O.V.

Me and Scarly are at a party hosted by the one and only Chris Evans. I've lost Scarlett in the crowd so I make my way to go get another drink. If I have to be totally honest I lost count of how many shots I've had, but drinking helps me forget about the problem and right now I have a big problem to take off my mind.

I still can't believe that me and Scarlet had almost kissed each other early in the theatre, but most importantly I can't believe I want it to happen again! She is my best friend and I shouldn't have those thoughts about her. I shouldn't wish to kiss her, but here I am.

The night went on with Scarlett chatting with her cast members and me drinking shot after shot till I practically passed out on someone which at the moment I don't remember the name, my head hurt too much for thinking. I slurred an "I'm sorry" while trying to get back on my feet.

BRIE: Here let me help, youre too drunk to stand alone.- she said while helping me stand still.

(Y/N): I'm not - hiccup- that dwunk -hiccup.

BRIE: Yeah and I'm a member of the Queen.

I stare at her for a while.

(Y/N): Ohhh, that's why you seemed familiar!

BRIE: Ermmm ok. Are you here with someone?

I pointed to Scarlet who was talking to some girl and that view made me jealous. She is mine! The girl member of the Queen walked me to Scarlett and whispered something to her. After that my bestie excused herself from the girl she was talking to and rushed to me. We walked out the house where the party was going on in silence and got in the car where I passed out.

I wake up at Scarlett shaking me violently.

SCARLET: We are here but I need you awake I can't pick you up with this stupid heels.

I nodded and focused my attention on keeping my eyes open. Scarlet helped me get out of the car and walk to the door where she made me lean against the wall while she searched for the key. We finally got inside the house, I threw my purse on the floor and leaned on a table falling asleep.

SCARLETT: No that's not the bed hun come on, we have to take you upstairs then you can sleep I promise.

She struggles at makinkin me stit up since I'm not cooperating much, but I'm too tired to move or even think. I look at Scarlett and notice that she is standing between my legs while Im still sitting over the table. In this way I was way more taller than her so I managed to look at her and notice how embarrassed and frustrated she is right now. I lost myself in her beautiful eyes for the second time in a day and before I even noticed we were leaning in eachother again.

SCARLETT: Fuck this!

Her lips crushed on mine in a very passionate and loving kiss which I gladly responded to. Its amazing, our lips complete each other like two pieces of the same puzzle. I lost myself in those kisses and I didn't even notice that Scarlett had picked me up and she is trying to walk to the staircase without interrupting our magical kiss.

Eventually our lips came apart and as if nothing happened she took me up to a room and put me to bed pecking my lips before I passed out definitely.

TIME SKIP TO THE NEXT MORNING

I stir and roll in the bed trying to remember what happened last night. I wake up and look around noticing that this is NOT my room. I sit up quickly causing my head to hurt and I notice a glass of water with some pills near it and a post-it on the nightstand. I pick the note and read it:

"I got you some pills and water, they'll help with your hangover. There are some of my clothes on the chair put them on then come downstairs I'm doing pancakes

-Scarly❤"

I start to get dressed trying to recall at my mind what happened after the party when something hit me. ME AND SCARLETT KISSED!

I fall on the floor tripping over the bed sheet, I stand up again and start going downstairs rubbing my sore back. When I entered the kitchen I saw Scarly focused on not burning the pancake. I walked behind her, slid my hand around her waist, hugging her and kissing her cheek.

(Y/N): Morning love.

SCARLETT: Look who decided to wake up!- she said kissing my lips- How are you feeling?

(Y/N): Me good, my ass not much since I fell on the floor.

We burst laughing and sit at the table starting to eat breakfast without the need to talk about what happened last night cause both of us know that we wanted it for a long time.

Love you you all and be safe

Dasy 🥰

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You'll Fit So Nicely You'll Keep Me Intact

Author's Note: Hello Hello! Not my GIF, please don't think it is, but it is my fic! I asked a few days ago if I should do Bane or touch-starved Tommy, and it was pretty clear I should do my sweet summer child Tommy boy. I just really think this big tough fighter needs to take a break and be held every once in awhile. And you can't tell me this man wouldn't have the sweetest moans. Fight me on it you can't. Please Please PLEASE reblog, like, or comment on this if you liked it. I live my day to day life craving validation.

If you absolutely hated it, also let me know! I admit I'm not the best at writing, and I'm willing to learn so I can feed my Tommy Conlon addiction. Ok, that's all, be fed!

2400+ words?! C'mon, that's gotta be enough to make you proud.

The whole fiasco was genuinely an accident.

The two of you, in his small cramped apartment, helping each other make dinner, because you couldn't remember whose turn it was, walking around each other like you had been doing it for years, because you had been.

You had been by Tommy for as long as you can remember, through those years where puberty slammed in the door and decked you directly in the throat (and other places), through the time where his family had slowly fallen apart, and into the years where he had joined the US Marine Corps.

Those years had been hell. At least when he moved away you were still able to text him annoying day-to-day updates and talk in the quiet nights when no one was awake to hear you admit how much you missed each other. But when he joined the Marines, you heard even less from your Tommy, and the ache you felt for him only grew.

When he came back, he had came back for good, immediately seeking you out with the promise of your old relationship back. And things went back to normal, slotted into place perfectly.

Except the insane amount of pining that you went through every waking hour you saw his stupidly attractive face.

But you weren't going to think about that. There was spaghetti to be made.

"Those are done." Tommy nodded his head to the noodles as he made the salad. You sneered to yourself, still pissed that he got the easy part.

"No, they're not, look, that one's still hard-"

"That's what she said."

"It's still undercooked you jerk. Can you please let me cook in peace? You're over there, doing the bare minimum, you ass."

"Hey, if this isn't tossed right, the whole thing is ruined. And those noodles are definitely done. We can get them in the sauce before the garlic bread is done so it'll cool down a bit. Look." All the sudden Tommy was crowded up behind you. Your breath did something funny. Probably the steam from the boiling water. Because, you know, it's so hard to breathe around.

Tommy took the spoon you were using to stir and managed to scoop up a single noodle. He then carefully picked it up and threw it on the cabinet. It stuck, but looked like it would fall via a strong sneeze.

"See? Done." You looked behind you to stare up at the infuriating man. He smiled and tilted his head. You had the sudden urge to hit him. With your mouth. Damn it.

He turned around, not giving you a chance to argue with him. That was his first mistake. As a MMA fighter, the idiot should know never to turn your back on the enemy.

You scooped up another noodle with your spoon. You waited until he was truly busy with cutting the tomatoes up for the salad.

You aimed for his head. It wrapped around the back of his neck with a soft splat. He startled for a moment, and then set the knife down and stared forward, still not turning around to look at you.

"You know what, now it's done. Now it's stickin'." You were struggling to hold it together, desperately trying not to laugh as you turned off the stovetop and set the pan aside.

You felt strong arms envelop you from behind, and you let out a loud laugh as you felt your feet leave the floor. Tommy, spinning you around before setting you on the counter. You've really put yourself it a bad position.

Well, if you're being honest, probably the best damn position you've ever been in.

Except that the bastard started tickling you. More laughter spilled out of you, uncontrollable at this point.

"Tommy!" You were out of breath from the constant attack. What happened to never turn your back on the enemy? "Tommy, what are we in-" More laughter as his joined yours. You two were so close you could feel his shoulder dip every time he rumbled a laugh. "what are we in 6th grade now- Tommy!"

You could feel his laughter huff by your ear, and you knew you had to resort to dirty tactics. If he wanted to play by middle school standards, then you had no choice but to stoop down to his level.

Tommy was very distracted trying to murder you by laughter alone, and he looked like he was having the time of his life. He never even realized your hands were so close to his head. He was in the middle of another fit of giggles when he felt your nimble hands glide through his hair. He had half a second to understand what you were planning, and he was just about to pull away, to get as far from you as possible before-

You gave a solid pull to his hair. You felt satisfaction shoot through your body as his laugh choked off, his body going rigid underneath your fingers. His breath stuttered and his hands instantly fell from your sides to grasp the edge of the counter.

You didn't quite understand what was going on at first, the only thing on your mind being that you'd won the battle. You couldn't help the smug smile from sliding across your expression, or the snarky little giggle that bubbled it's way out.

"What's wrong, Tommy? Did someone school you at your own game, hmm? Maybe next time you'll think before you-"

"Could you please let go?" Tommy sound winded, like he'd just fought a few rounds with someone much bigger than him. It made you pause, and then frown.

Your fingers loosened from his hair, but you didn't lower your arm just yet. You couldn't fathom why Tommy was acting this way, when he instigated the rough-housing. And you knew for damn sure you hadn't hurt him. You had seen the idiot stub his toe on his coffee table before, and the only reaction out of the fighter was a pause, a look up to the ceiling, and one long, drawn out sigh.

So even though he sounded like he was trying to fight for his life, you know it absolutely wasn't because you had hurt him in anyway. Tommy could break you five times over.

You looked down at his hands. Not only was he grasping the edge of the counter top, but his knuckles were white, like he was anchoring himself. You glanced to his face. His eyes were squeezed shut, his lips pressed tightly together, and his eyebrows were furrowed in deep concentration. Was he- was that a blush? His body was still pulled tight.

Experimentally, you lightly scraped your nails along his scalp.

If Tommy were to ever hear you call the sound that came from him a whimper, he'd probably swiftly and effectively dispose of your body. But it was a fucking whimper.

His eyes snapped open wide and met yours. You saw his utter mortification. You would say you felt guilty, but having your long time crush whimper while slotted between your thighs as you sat a top a kitchen counter really did things for you.

You mentally reprimanded yourself for letting your mind fall into the gutter as your friend so obviously had a small break down.

Before you could get a word out, to try talk him down from whatever thoughts were swirling in that pretty head of his, Tommy was out of kitchen. Ah, so he's chosen drama today? Coming from a man who would rather fight his own brother than talk, you can't really find it in yourself to be surprised.

"Tom." You dropped down from the counter, heading toward the living room, which was the only way he could've gone. As you rounded the corner, you saw him pacing the length of the room, his hands interlaced behind his head, elbows out, eyes wild.

"Tommy." You smoothed out your voice, pictured yourself trying to calm down a particularly flighty horse. You know, if the horse were the love of your life and you were desperately trying to make things less weird between you two before the already delicate friendship collapsed.

At your gentle prod he stopped. He let his hands fall down to his sides. He huffed once. Crossed his arms, made a face, and then dropped them. His fists curled up into balls and he closed his eyes. He opened one and looked toward you.

"You didn't hear that."

You raised an eyebrow, crossing your own arms to your chest.

He pointed to the kitchen. "That didn't happen."

Because you love your best friend very much, you didn't roll your eyes.

"Tommy. Calm down. Take a deep breath." He did not take a deep breath. You did for him. Then another one for you. You moved toward the couch, and the way he suddenly looked like he was about to sprint out the door didn't escape you. You held your hands up placatingly. Easy, boy.

You sat down, leaving enough room for him to sit beside you. He looked at you wearily. You gave him a pointed look, one that said this is something to be discussed, and there's no way you're getting out of it, and gently patted the space for him.

He looked like he'd rather do anything else. He eventually made his way to the spot and plunked down, but as close to the arm of the couch as possible.

You gave him a sweet smile. He looked away, but not before you caught the blush. You decided to let him speak first.

It was quiet for awhile. Your thoughts went to the noodles still sitting on the counter, probably cooling in the water making a film. He cleared his throat.

"I don't. Not a ton of people touch me." He stared dutifully in front of him. You stayed silent, afraid of scaring him into silence again. He shifted uncomfortably, letting out a growl of frustration. "I mean people touch me. I just meant. It's not. It's," He looked like each word was slowly strangling him, "Never that intimate. I guess. And never anyone like you."

You're eyebrows shot up. His head jerked toward you.

"Not like that, I mean like someone so pretty." You choked a little. He visibly flinched. "Ok. I think that's enough for tonight. I think I've made plenty an ass of myself for one God forsaken night." He made to move, but your hand covered his before you really thought about it. He immediately stopped, staring at your hand on top of his.

"Tommy, it's ok." He gave you a dubious look. "No, really. Lots of people don't know how to deal with touch when it's not normal for them-"

"I'm fine, I touch people all the time, it doesn't matter it's ridiculous-"

"Tommy." He stopped. You lifted both hands to slowly cradle his face. His eyes were panicky. He looked like he was fighting every instinct inside him. "Listen to me, love." His eyes widened. "You don't have to explain anything. I need you to know it's ok to freak out a little. It's ok for this to be new." You bit your lip. "It's ok if it feels good."

A small sound came from the fighter. His eyes slipped closed. It suddenly hit you. You sucked in a sharp breath, and you started to gently stroking his face to his neck.

"Oh Tommy. You spend all that time fighting in the ring, so much time dominating. You barely let anyone touch you before you knock them away." His dad was probably never there to offer him any type of physical love, and his mom was too distanced from anyone to truly give what Tommy craved. By that time, he had pushed his brother away, and you had never really noticed him to be very active in the dating area.

You could feel his control slipping, could feel him slowly letting you hold his head up while he explored the sensation of someone just feeling him. When he spoke, his speech was slightly slurred.

"Was always jus' scared."

"I know Tommy."

"Didn' want you t' leave."

"And why would I do something stupid like that."

There was a second of silence, but Tommy was too far in to go back now.

"Cuz' I only wanted you to touch. Only ever you." Your heart stopped. His eyes slowly opened, meeting yours. His gaze snapped to your lips, back up to your eyes. All it took was for your eyes to snap to his lush mouth, and he was surging to meet you.

You felt like you were melting, melding into him. His lips were sliding against yours, his hands suddenly huge, thumbs cupping your face while his hands rested on the sides of your neck. He kissed like you see him fight. The urgency and the power and the emotion. You ached all over.

You could hardly remember your name when you finally separated, heaving lungfuls of air. Maybe all that oxygen deprivation had really done something to your brain, because you might be having a stroke. It almost smelled like something was burning. Tommy's face did something funny and he sniffed the air.

Oh. OH. The garlic bread.

Both of you made a mad dash for the kitchen, Tommy arriving first and throwing the oven door open, grabbing whatever cloth he could find to take out the charred bread as you used a dishrag to flap away any smoke that spilled out.

Once he made sure his apartment wasn't going to burn down or that the ambulance wan't going to be making a surprise visit, he slumped against the counter, breathing heavily. You put your hands on your hips.

A few second went by, both of you trying to catch your breath. Tommy looked up at you. You met his eye.

You both melted into peeling laughter, trying to stay upright. It seemed like every time you two would get your shit together, you'd fall right back into cackles.

He finally reigned in the worst of the laughter, and slowly made his way to where you were standing. Your own laughs died down.

"Are we good?" you ask him gently. He nods his head, with his sweet smile.

"We're good" he replies gently. He gets this determined look on his face, and steps real close to you. He doesn't do anything else for awhile, instead looking to you, asking with questioning eyes.

You give him an encouraging smile. He smiles right back at you, and for the second time tonight, strong arms envelop you.

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Of Course I'm Here

Characters: Come on you know by now how this goes (Loki x you) (Team x you, platonic)

Warnings: None. And really if you ever see anything that I might need to able as a warning please let me know... I'm the person who forgets there are people out there that get offened by the word F*** if that is an exapmle of anything.

Summary: Mid battle and the avengers keep looking for an answer as to why the God of Lies hasnt showed up yet. Of course you have no idea but at least he proves them all wrong.

ANNOUNCEMENT TIME: hey guys Im back, I know it hasnt been long but I also know I havent been posting every single day like I was, i got into a weird little funk where I didnt want to do anything, I was just feeling completly drained, and I felt bad because I have my little and I didnt even want to play with her because I have just been so TIRED, but I'm feeling better. Work has been kicking my ass here lately and ive been working over 50 hours a week so ive literally been coming in, eatting / feeding the little, getting us ready for bed, and crashing as soon as she falls asleep. But im here now. I will probably be more active on weekends than during the week because I have more time to spend working on stuff but I will be posting also during the week just not daily. At least until after state comes. Thank you so much for the reblogs, likes, comments, follows, and messages please keep them coming! If you would like to be tagged please ask or message, and requests are open. Love you guys so much! 💚💚💚💚💚

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~~~~~

"Y/N, BACK UP I NEED BACK UP! EYES IN THE SKY!" Tony yelled from above, you and Clint stood back to back on a roof top shooting as many bad guys as you could. Clint took aim at another carrier, shooting at the engine causing the entire thing to blow up raining debris and hot metal around you.

"Damnit Clint! Farther away make sure they are farther away!" You yelled popping him on the head with an arrow before aiming it at the thing that was chasing Tony.

"Where is lover boy at? You.sent him the location right?" Nat asked into the com.

"Yes I sent him the location, no I dont know where hes at." You mocked.

"Did you send him the right location?" Sam asked.

"One time, one dam-"

"Language!" Steve chimed in causing everyone to groan. Gun shots where ringing all around you and you could here metal on metal paired with Hulk screams coming from another building over.

"Language." You mocked muting your com son that no one but Clint heard you. "I am a 26 year old woman, I think I'm old enough to cuss if I want." You drew back your bow and sent another arrow flying into another goon that had Nat trapped aginst a wall. She shot you a thumbs up before running off. You hit unmute on your com.

"Jesus, 26? Baby, you sure you don't need to be at a babysitter instead of on a building killing things?" He laughed.

"Dont worry Hawk, when we get done here I've already booked you a nice nursing home to be put into." You put your bow around you and stood on the edge of the building. "I need a better view." You looked round, the top of a taller building caught you eye. "There Hawk, we can cover a better radius from up there, get closer to the action."

"DOES ANYONE KNOW WHEN THE GODS ARE GOING TO BE HERE? WE NEED MORE HELP WERE GETTING TIRED AND OUT NUMBERED!" Tony came over the coms screaming.

"How do we get up there? Or do I even wanna know?" Hawk came to examin where you were talking about.

"Im jumping, you cant tell me that someone wont catch me." You shrug.

"GODS WHERE ARE TH- Y/N DONT YOU DARE JUMP!" Tony stopped and hovered right were you was standing.

"Then take us over there. We need higher ground, we cant cover everyone from down here." You crossed your arms.

"Where are the gods at y/n?" He asked again

"I. Dont. Know. Jesus you guys act like I'm suppose to be there keeper!" A simultaneous you are came from everone through the com causing you to roll your eyes. "Hes gonna be here I swear it! Now take me to the building or I jump. 1.....2....-" Tony grabbed you by the collar of your jacket and flew you to the building.

God these things were everywhere and you were starting to run out of arrows. After shooting another ship and causing it to blow you heard what was unmistakably pounding on the roof top door leading to where you currently was at.

"I have some univited guests about to join my party. Anyone available for some assistance?" You yanked out the two emerald green and silver daggars that your boyfriend had given you not long after you had started dating after throwing your bow around you.

"Buy some time kid, I'm on ground level right now but I can try to get up there as fast as possible." Bucky called over the com.

"Buy some time? Ok. I can do this. I work better from afar but a little hand to hand never hurt anyone, just easier to get stabbed this way." The first of the things busted through the door running straight at you. You jerked out of the way missing his staff by just a few inches. Quickly turning you flipped the dagger like Loki had showed you and stabbed him in his side causing him to fall to the ground before the next one tried to impale you.

"I have two daggers and they have freaking staffs! Back up! WHERE THE HELL AR-" you were interupted by static in the air and a bright light. The bitfrost had just opened up leaving to gods standing in front of you and taking out the remainder ofnthe bad guys. "HES HERE! I TOLD YOU GUYS THEY WERE COMING AND THEY'RE HERE." You pulled two extra coms from you pocket and gave them to Thor and Loki.

"Always a pleasure to battle beside you Lady y/n." Thor smiled takkng the com and putting it in his ear before taking off again.

Loki sauntered over to you and put his arm around you waist, you put the com in his ear as he rolled his eyes. He leaned down and gave you a quick kiss.

"You got a new outfit." You smiled at him. God the way he looked in his battle clothe always did something to you, the horned helment was a plus.

"You like it." He smirked down at you pulling you closer.

"Your wearing your horns to." You reached up and brushed a peice if hair behind his ear.

"STOP. STOP NOW. WE CAN HEAR EVERYTHING AND ITS GROSS." Tony yelled causing you both to roll your eyes.

"Quick run down, bad guys everywhere, no end in sight, and I'm out of arrows pretty sure Hawk is too." Loki waved his hand over your quiver making more arrows appear.

"I see you had to use your daggers. I am sorry for not being here. Are you hurt anywhere?" He asked stepping away from you to examin you.

"Small cut on the side, nothing I havent dealt with before, Ill be fine. You go make sure Hawk is fully stocked up and help the others. I got a birds eye view of you right here." I leaned in kissing him one more time before smiling at him and pushing him away. He kissed his two finger before placimg them over his heart and you did the same, "always." You both said before he disappered.

You could hear Thor laughing at the chaos going on and Steve trying to direct the god of thunder on what to do. You had learned earlier to just let him do his own thing and he would be fine. Tony was still trying to micromanage everything when you heard Loki mumble something in an old language and his com cut out. You had figured it wouldnt have stayed on to long though but at least you had tried. It had calmed down up on your end so you decided to finally go back down to where Clint was at shooting an arrow with heavy duty rope you glided back down next to him to watch what was going on.

"Hello, earth to y/n." He snapped his fingers in front of your face. You had been to busy staring at Loki and that damn helmet. "I dont even understand why were friends." He rolled his eyes propping up on the ledge watching as the rest of the team secured the last of the bad guys.

"Because we both shoot arrows, because we are both the best in the team, or because we both know we are the best looking one on the team so we have to stick together." You laughed jumping up so you could sit on the ledge.

"The birds can come out of their nest now." Bucky called over the coms causing you both to sigh.

When you and Clint had reached the bottom you walked over to Thor theowing your arms around the big goof ball.

"You are amazing during battle as always." He beemed patting you on the shoulder.

"As always? Thor youve only fought with her twice." Steve said beside you.

"I had a week off. Went to Asguard, spent time with the boys. Someone had to keep them in line." You shrugged like it was no big deal.

"She was amazing!" Thor went on telling the story of the fight you had all gotten into.

"Mothers been asking about you by the way dear. Wants to know if you've decided to come stay for a while." Loki leaned down and whispered in your ear.

"I think I'm leaning toward a yes. I can't stand being away from you, you had been gone forever this time." You reached for his hand as you both walked to the quinjet.

"I was making arrangements to have our room redone. I figured you would come with me." He gave you a knowing smirk as he reached up to take off his helmet.

"Leave the horns on. I have a suprise for you when we get home." You pulled his hand away from his head and smacked his butt.

"You are a little minx." He laughed chasing you into the jet while the rest of the team groaned and rolled their eyes.

"Even if you wasnt moving i would be kicking your ass out! I am so sick of the PDA between you two." Tony hollared after you.

"Leave them alone Tony, they are courting. Im just glad my brother is happy and not trying to stab me." Thor clapped Tony on the back.

~~~~~

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The Secret.

Part 7 Finale pt.1

Avengers x Fem!reader

(+ \) Platonic, Angst

summary- The newest Avenger keeps a big secret from the rest if the team....

Warnings- swearing, mentions of death, Gunshots and torture 

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"Who are you?"

"Who am I? ha! I am Zemo, Baron Zemo. I hear you are a Avenger now?" he asks "no?" he asks again

...

"Well if your not going to talk to me then you just might respond when we put your son, Jake on. hmm, how does sound."

"I'm not telling you anything!" You shout at Zemo

~~~~~

Natasha speed walks down the halls of the Compound into the kitchen, stopping to talk with them about you.

"Guys-"

"Nat, glad you could make an appearan-"

"Y/n is missing, and I think I know where." she says worriedly

There are many responses to this, but mainly concerned faces

---

"No that won't work it's Hydra-" Natasha responds

"Knew it!" says Steve pointing to Tony

The team comes up with a plan and heads to your last known location, which funny enough is where you are.

~~~~~

"Aggh!" You scream as the electricity runs through your nervous system, leaving you extremely exhausted.

"You feeling ready to talk yet?" Zemo asks politely, but his demeanor only makes you more angry with him

You hesitate, but shake your head "no" you snap at him

"Well we have tortured you enough physically." He chuckles and walks out of the room, leaving you to be confused.

Two men enter and slap duck tape over your mouth and tie your hands together as tight as possible, they lead you out of the room.

Hearing only the silent footsteps of the two men and your breathing

You know now isn't the best time, but probably the only time you will have the chance.

One of the two men would be luckier than the other in this situation.

Knocking one to the ground and kicking the other in the groin, both going to the ground but that wasn't enough, they would get back on there feet any second, you had to think fast...

It felt like hell, but you kept pulling your hands through the rope, giving you a burning sensation in your hands as you kept going, one of them was getting to there feet.

"Com- Come on" you groaned to yourself

The guy pulled you away from the hook on the wall that you had the rope on trying to pull it off of your hands.

But in his doing so, your hands slipped through the rope and you got straight to work, elbowing the man and pinning him against the opposite wall punching the shit out of him, he fell to the floor unconscious.

The other man still on the ground holding his groin in pain. You hit his groin again over his hands and punching him in the face, knocking the lights out of him. You finally put the two in a closet together and left..

~~~~~

"So, Hydra really has her?" Thor asks in disgust

"I think so." Natasha says giving him a sad look.

"And her 'son' what about him, is he here?" Tony asks.

Steve is looking at Natasha for an answer.

"That, I don't know." She looks down, mad at herself for not trying to find him first for you.

---

The east wing is quiet. Should it be this quiet Romanoff?" Steve asks through comms

"For Hydra, they sure as hell know how to hide." she responds

"It seems the western side of this 'base' is also quite soundless." Thor says quietly

"Hey, Natasha there are a few life forms coming up ahead, they look pretty immobile, though." Bruce says obstervantly looking at his screen from the Quinjet

"Ahead, where?" she asks Bruce "The closest closet, up to your left."

She opens the door, gun in hand.

"They're unconscious, Banner. Could Y/n have done this?"Natasha asks the team

"Maybe." Tony sounds sure

"That silly misguardian, what has she done now." Thor says lovingly

"A total possibility." Steve responses with everyone else

"She sure as hell tried." Clint says finally speaking up "I was going through Hydra's camera footage, and there is some alarming stuff going on, in the North wing, I-" He grunts, taking a few steps back "I'd love some team spirt, and some help..." He says almost yelling with heavy breaths over comms

"On our way Clint." Steve reassures Clint, as everyone heads to the North wing in the HYDRA base

~~~~~

"Clint watch out!" You yell going to tackle him out of the way, but instead he gets sucker punched in the face by non other than Revenger Steve. You end up tackling him instead. You both on the ground, you go at him punching the shit out of his "pea brained asshole!" type of face, but before you are able to do enough damage, another Revenger pulls you off Steve. Throwing you against the opposite wall.

"Th- thor is that you?" You say head swirling.

"No. I am ThunderMan." Revenger Thor says steadily, picking you up in the air by your throat.

"Wel- your-" You gasp for air trying to break his grasp around your neck

Finally. The rest of your team was making there way into the room, slightly confused.

Natasha didn't waste time she charged Revenger Thor and got him off you in seconds.

Gasping for breath you thank her.

"Nat. They have- Robot versions of all of us.." You breath out "There clothes are different colors though."

"Is your son here?" she asks, kneeling over you

More Revengers come crashing through the ceiling as she shields you from the ruckus.

"If they do, I know where. I'll be fast." You say fast

"No. Your not going alone." Natasha says stopping you, giving you the look knowing it was her or you weren't going at all.

"Me and Y/n are headed to find her son, we'll be back Rogers." She smirks, running with you out of the room and down the hall.

~~~~~

The chaos that was now behind you and Natasha, knowing the guys would be fine without you, you relax, not fully though your son was probably in danger.

"Y/n/n?" Natasha asks you innocently

"Hmm?" You look over at Natasha walking with her down a long hallway

"Why didn't you tell us?" she was looking at you now

"I didn't want the world to know about him, the danger this job brings to me, is so great already. I couldn't pull him into that danger, the thought that he might be kidnapped at any moment, that's too much stress for me.." You chuckle looking at the tiled flooring ahead of you

"So I'm guessing, all the late meeting arrivals and being so stressed on missions. They all pertain to him, Jake?" She asks and you look up to her at his name.

"Yeah." You chuckle it off again, but there is only silence from her "Sorry. For everything. I should told you guys so much earlier about Jake and I just didn't, it was a shitty mistake, I'm sorry Nat." you say flatly turning a corner, finally realizing where the room is, before Nat could say anything else to you, you were going at a run to the sadly familiar door.

"Y/n?!" Natasha shouts at you as you stumble to open the door

"They- kept him her-" The door swings open with a loud slam against the wall.

You couldn't believe the site. Jake was sitting a chair, in a large glass tube, looking extremely scared til he noticed his mommy was in front of him.

Natasha is shocked walking up next to you.

"Is that-?" She asks shaken

"Yes-" You breath out

"Momma!" Jake shouts in joy

"Momma look!" He pointed to his head

"Hat!" He had a hat on, one you knew too well.

"No!" You shout and run up to the glass, breaking it after a few good punches to a weak spot.

Zemo runs in yelling, shots are fired, but from who and at who you don't know yet, all that matters is that Jake is alright..

He is crying by the time you pick him, holding him close, telling him "It's ok... It's ok, baby. Mommy's here." You hold him and seeing that Natasha had shot Zemo a few different times and took out 5 or so Hydra minions, She looked at the site of you with your son, she was happy for you, but all of you had to leave. Now.

~~~~~

"Tony? Are you Tony or are you Tony?!" "It's me Sir Captain O captain!!" Yelled one of the Tony's waving there arms in the air, Steve immediately obliterating that Tony.

"How'd you know that wasn't me, Cap?" Tony asking now fighting robot Thor.

"You don't talk like that, Stark." He says breaking off Revenger Nat's full left arm and hitting her with it to the ground.

"You know Rogers, I didn't think you would betray me this fast." Robot Natasha says flirtatiously to him as Steve finally pulls the cords out of her head.

Her voice breaks up and finally goes off line, as Revenger Steve picks up Steve and pushes him up against a wall.

"You touch my girlfriend again, I'll kill you." Revenger Steve exclaims

"She already is big guy." Steve says upsetting Revenger Steve further, and punches Steve full force leaving him stunned and trying to regain his strength, but the kicking, punches and shield body slams are not helping at all.

"Clint you seem to be quite out breath?" Thor asks him trying to hold Revenger Hulk away from everyone

"Yeh, I am one of the only Avengers that doesn't have a super power, so yeah I'm getting tired Thor." He says flatly, shooting a few arrows at Revenger Hulk.

"We could use Banner, right about now!" Tony yells "Where is he anyway?"

"He's out in the Quinjet. Tony you literally were the one to make him stay there." You say over comms rushing down the long hallway back towards everyone, Natasha stops you in the middle of the hall.

"Go. Get Bruce for us will you?" She looks down at Jake and back up to you. "Get Jake..." Jake looks up at Natasha at his name "..and yourself safe in the Quinjet, we can handle this." she says pointing her thumb to the chaos that was right ahead.

She smiled sincerely at you, something she hadn't done in a long time. You returned it quickly. Yelling over your shoulder to not die at Natasha as you and Jake leave to get Bruce.

~~~~~

On your way out you hear someone groaning in pain.

You walk into the room, the same room you had just taken Jake from.

Seeing Zemo lying on the ground with a shot in his leg and two in his stomach, blood flooded the ground

"Y/n. Help me." He groans out

You look down at him, hand over Jake eyes so he doesn't have to see the gruesome site that is a dying Zemo.

"No." You say steadily "Hydra will die, as with you." you says flatly and leave

---

"Bruce! Bruce! They need the Hulk. Now." You say running into the Quinjet

"You have a so-??" You set Jake down to push Bruce out of the huge jet, watching him run off, turning into The Hulk and jumping over the building to go fight.

You quickly make sure Jake is inside the jet before putting it on lock down.

After a few minutes

"Mommy?" Jake whines

"What's up?" You ask him looking over the controls of the jet.

"You were all gone." he says upset that you weren't there for him.

You stop what you were doing and pull him in for a kiss on the cheek "I know I was, and they won't ever get to us again, ok?" he nods in response and you hug him close hearing the faint crash of Hulk breaking into the base

~~~~~

"AAAGGGGGGG!!" Hulk swings in crashing a new hole in the ceiling towering over the other smaller Revenger Hulk, Smashing him to bits in seconds.

He didn't know the difference of who was who, so Barton and Stark almost got smashed, but Thor was the one to throw the Revengers at Hulk so he could just smash them, this worked for maybe 10 minutes before he smashed Thor into the ground.

Leaving everyone horrified, Hulk yelled and jumped out of the large room, hearing him stomp on the floor above them, dust falling from the ceiling as he went by.

So far only Natasha, Hulk, Thor, and Tony was down on the Revengers, and only Clint and Steve to go which was a very unfair fight, but there robots why would they care.

So they fought. It was a quick fight, Natasha fighting Revenger Clint to the ground, and Steve punching the fuck out of em. Thor threw his hammer at Revenger Steve, which turned out he caught it. Throwing it back at Thor, knocking him out. Clint shot the last strike to his Robot. Revenger Steve was going to be a bit more trouble, once he got sight of Natasha he melted thinking that was his girlfriend. Steve got jealous of himself. Steve finished Revenger Steve off in a matter of minutes.

Finally done battling, they all rushed to the Quinjet.

~~~~~

Everyone walks onto the Quinjet wrapping you and Jake into a group hug.

They all went there separate ways to clean wounds or get the Quinjet out of here, you go and sit the launch bay, It was quiet there. Jake needed to sleep, after being up for almost 2 days straight.

Natasha had finally found you.

"You know, I have missed you." She says and you look up at her

"Well, I haven't been very far." You look back down at your sleeping son

Nat comes sits next to you

"I'm just glad your safe, Y/n/n"

"I'm just glad we are on good terms again Nat."

She gives you a side hug

"I'll leave you two alone, and Tony said he was having a party later tonight, I don't know why in gods name he would have a party right now, but it's Tony so." She slightly smiles at you, doing the same you watch her leave

Finally looking down at your sleeping son, Jake, you smile

"Were finally safe." You say quietly to him and kiss his forehead

Your secret was safe, with the Avengers, you knew they would protect you forever.

Ahhhhh!! ‼️ This story was very fun to write and if anyone has any requests I would love to hear them I mainly do platonic stories!! ❤️❤️ I can try to write for any marvel character but the ones on my master list are the characters I am most familiar with!





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