Request: Hi. I love your work. I was wondering if you could do a billy imagine where the female reader is new to town and she’s a bad girl and billy instantly falls for her and tries to get with her. Thank you!!
Warnings: cursing, alcohol, drugs
Pairing: Billy Hargrove x fem!reader
Summary: You meet Billy’s sister. Then when you and the group go to a party, things go wrong.
I got a call a few days after playing never have I ever with Clint telling me to come meet him at the Avengers tower. I had to teach that morning, but I came out just after. Clint was waiting in the lobby trying to look completely indiscreet, but failing miserably. I skipped over to him and kissed his cheek. “What’s up, bird friend?” I asked.
Clint chuckled and shook his head. “You’re a complete dork you know that?” He said taking my elbow and leading me to the elevator.
“So I’ve been told,” I answered.
We got into an elevator by ourselves. Someone else tried to get in behind her but Clint gave her such a murder look she faltered and stepped back out again.
“It’s time for you to meet Tony.” He said when the doors closed.
I stepped back from him and fidgeted on the spot. “Okay,” I said, nervously.
Clint took my hand and squeezed it. “Remember, this isn’t a challenge. You don’t have to force yourself into a relationship. You shouldn’t do that. All you need to do is be open to things if this is something you’re interested in. Maybe for you and Tony, you’re just friends. But if he doesn’t approve you, we can’t really move forward from here, because this is what Nat and I have. You understand?”
Summary: Yoongi was your classmate, friend, and eventually your crush. being so close, it was easy to tell that he was hurting, but why did he have to push you away? What’s it gonna take for Min Yoongi to open up?
When you first met Min Yoongi, you thought he was weird. Cute, but weird. Well, maybe not weird, but extremely standoffish, and you wondered if he could speak any English at all.
Well he must be able to! Otherwise they never would have accepted him into the foreign exchange program…
You would have honestly never noticed him if he hadn’t sat next to you in your Poetry Analysis class in your third year. And you never would have even known his name if you hadn’t been assigned project partners. It’s not like he was shy, he just kept to his own, and you respected that. However, all it took was an “A” to get this turtle out of his shell. To celebrate the high marks that you both received on your project, you convinced him to go out drinking with you. He only had one condition: his friends got to tag along.
Friends? Since when did this recluse have friends?
When they all showed up that night at the bar and introduced themselves, it all started to make sense. The six boys Yoongi had brought along with him had come from South Korea, all of them being in the same foreign-exchange program as him. They were all different ages, but seemed very close, no doubt bonding over the shared experiences of being in a foreign land. Only one of the boys spoke better English than Yoongi, introducing himself as “Namjoon.”
“But you can call me Joonie~” he sent a flirty wink your way, still softly gripping onto your outstretched hand. You figured his confidence in his English skills had given him confidence is other areas as well.
“Alright, enough! Don’t scare her off!” Yoongi had given the taller man a look resembling disgust and he shook his head at you. “Sorry about him, though he probably won’t be the last to flirt with you…” Yoongi wasn’t wrong, his friend Jin had also made a similar gesture, his English not quite as good as Namjoon’s, and more closely resembling Yoongi’s. You saw Yoongi cross his arms and roll his eyes at the scene, turning away and leaving you alone with the six other boys. The remaining four introduced themselves in broken English, Namjoon looking on approvingly and correcting them when necessary. You took to them immediately; all of them very sweet and seemed genuinely excited to meet you. They chatted away with you, Namjoon translating anything the boys had difficulty with, and you couldn’t help but giggle at how they all seemed like a little family. Yoongi soon came back with a couple drinks, handing you the more brightly colored one. You raised an eyebrow at him while the other boys complained in the background (“Hey, where’s our drinks?”).
“You said you liked mixed vodka drinks right? This is like a strawberry vodka something, I don’t know. It sounded like you’d like it, so here. Congratulations on the grade, and thanks for putting up with me.” Yoongi offered you a genuine smile, which oddly warmed your heart more than anything the other boys had done that night.
This is part of a weekly prompt-filling event I do with the wonderful and lovely @tonystarktogo . This is a mix of my own ideas and @tonystarktogo’s related ask-series. I have a feeling that about half of the asks were mine, because I enjoyed the game so much, and the other half were pretty awesome, too, so I decided (with their permission) to write a little more about it.
“I choose Vodka.”
“Of course you do,” Tony smirks and hands Natasha the bottle. It’s a challenge, because she was the first to choose, and now they’re prompted to find similarly strong drinks, simply for reasons of fairness. Thor, who had at first been confused by the request to ‘choose his poison’, settles for some of the strong Asgardian stuff he has stored away. After a brief, unanimous vote, Steve is condemned to partake in Thor’s special mead, simply because nothing else would be strong enough to affect him, and everyone really wants to get him drunk. Tony and Clint choose to share an assortment of flavoured vodka - starting with strawberry, because it’s the sweetest, and Clint needs to ‘numb his tongue a bit’, he says. Bruce chooses absinthe - a brave choice, alcohol wise, but the safest, he explains.
“It’s the only type of alcohol that really makes me calmer.” They all mimick his shrug. Nobody really expects Bruce to have to drink a lot, anyway. And a code green with a bunch of drunk Avengers around seems like a very bad idea. Not that any of this isn’t the setup for a really bad idea anyway.
“Alright, who’ll start?” Tony asks, once they’ve all got their glasses and bottles stashed next to them. There are a few snacks on the table, and water in case anyone needs any. Natasha and him exchange challenging glances, but in the end it is Bruce who starts. It takes a few rounds to get everyone - Thor in particular - to grasp the rules, and even though they are simple enough there are still occasional discussions whether “this or that” counts enough to have to drink. Of course, things always count.
“Never have I ever been caught having sex.” It’s a question everyone had expected to come up, although they probably would have pictured Tony to ask it. In fact, it is Steve who asks - and, to everyone’s surprise, they all drink, including Steve himself.
“It is not a rare occurrence where I come from, but I had expected it to be less common on Midgard,” Thor states.
“Gotta have fun somehow,” Clint chuckles. As it turns out, Clint has a lot of fun, in a lot of different ways, and he’s very willing to share all of them with the class. He is what Tony dubs The Shameless One™ in his head. If there’s any way to turn an innocent question sexual, Clint knows how to do it. Maybe that is his secret super power. And the archer doesn’t even wait for any of them to be properly drunk before starting with the freaky stuff. Not that Tony really minds, he can deal with freaky. It’s the personal stuff he likes to avoid, and while everyone’s focused on freaky, he has a good opportunity to do just that. Steve also has some effective ways of avoiding talking about his mysterious sex life (apparently, it exists after all, and Tony owes some people money). Creating diversions, starting discussions or simply focusing on the juicy details of other people’s stories usually distract everyone enough to leave Steve alone.
While Tony tries to keep it light-hearted - another effort to avoid personal questions and experiences - Natasha is his exact opposite. Her questions are personal on purpose, they’re based on things she knows about people and only fall short of ‘mean’ because she knows not to take things too far. At least while she’s still sober. As the game moves on, her strategy changes from exposure to curiosity. She starts asking things she doesn’t know.
“Never have I ever been scared to ask someone out.”
Her eyes are fixed on Tony and he knows it without looking up. He drinks, as do all the other guys. Everyone except Natasha herself, which is not much of a surprise except perhaps in Tony’s case. Because Tony doesn’t even need to ask, does he? It’s hard for the others to imagine there’s any woman - besides Natasha - he hasn’t been in bed with yet. But Tony knows this isn’t about meaningless flings and his public playboy persona. Natasha doesn’t pry, but he catches the corner of her mouth twitching into a satisfied smirk. She’s on to something, and he doesn’t really like the thought of that. Luckily, the next few questions allow him to drink some more, and the strawberry vodka is gone more quickly than he had anticipated.
“My turn,” Steve sits up straight and looks at them for a moment. He actually seems a little tipsy, which is promising and motivating all of them to keep the game going. “Never have I ever faked an orgasm.”
Both Natasha and Tony immediately down their shots, no hesitation, no questions asked. Nobody is surprised, really. Neither are they when Steve himself doesn’t drink. After all, they’ve just gotten over the shock that he has sex at all. But then a feral grin spreads across Natasha’s face.
So, this fill did get a little longer than expected. So, if you like, you can find the rest of it here on AO3 (link), because the read more function doesn’t work properly on mobiles.
Anonymous said: Pls tell more about your second apprentice ❤️
Sure thing! Thank you for being interested in them!
Name: Veritas Chant Height: 6′0″ (not including mandatory platform boots) Favourite food: Tiramisu or chocolate-dipped strawberries Favourite drink: Black vodka Favourite flower: Black hellebore or black baccara rose
Veritas is Aesthetic or Die (though considering their favourite drink is black vodka maybe aesthetic and die is more fitting). They’re what you’d get if Bayonetta and Ardyn Izunia had a kid and that kid grew up and closet-cosplayed Carmen Sandiego. They refuse to wear anything that isn’t predominately black and gold and you almost never see them without a hat or hood of some sort.
Veritas has a flair for the dramatic (this is an understatement). Their father was an actor and their mother was a seamstress employed by the same theater to make and maintain costumes, so they practically grew up on a stage. They especially love to sing. I headcanon them as being a regular participant in shows at the Vesuvia Community Theater, specifically portraying Community Theater Lucio in playthroughs that aren’t their own.
Their strongest magical abilities are dream and illusion manipulation.
Their familiar is a red-tailed black cockatoo.They’re quick-witted with a sharp tongue and
excel at pushing people’s buttons and knowing what to say to get what
Probably Chaotic Neutral.
They’ll be playing Julian’s route (with the more, er… aggressive paid scene options, as opposed to
Barek’s choosing the gentler ones) and Lucio’s (if he gets
They’d also be willing to cozy up to Valerius if he promised to actually get the wine in their mouth next time.
i love veritas, and i love that their name means truth
Thank you so much! Considering they specialise in illusion magic, it’s perhaps a bit of a misnomer, but I’ve always been a fan of irony.