i love how there were no childish comments about the mission. they just did it

better late than never ❣ scott mccall

summary : action has been rather slow in good ol’ beacon hills lately, so the mccall pack takes it upon themselves to stir up some excitement with a lovely albeit somewhat childish game of truth or dare. ( based off this )

word count : 2.2k ( way longer than usual oh my god )

   Lydia Martin was on a mission. A mission, that is, to not only drum up some fun in the town that’s behavior was, strangely enough, completely mundane for once, but to do so by getting two of her best friends together. As a couple, of course. Y/N Y/L/N and Scott McCall were ridiculously perfect for each other in every conceivable way. They were practically together already, but neither of them wanted to be the first to say that they were in love. Scott’s had two relationships end in flames already, and Y/N’s last boyfriend was in freshman year and had ended so awfully she had sworn off men for the rest of her life and vowed to become a nun when the time was right. 

    Of course, then she met Scott, and everything changed. Who wants to be a nun when you can be with Scott McCall? 

   But the fact that Y/N and Scott hadn’t admitted their feelings to each other yet irked Lydia to no end. She heard Scott absolutely gushing about the other girl to Stiles and Liam on a daily basis, a dreamy sigh escaping his lips when she walked past him with a shy smile on her face when she waved. He’d turn to his friends right after she was out of earshot, his face flushed with happiness from a gesture as simple as a smile and wave, and say, “Oh God, isn’t she just… like, wow?” And then he’d shake his head with that same wistful grin, thinking about all the ways he’d show his affection toward her if only he could work up the courage to tell her. 

    Of course, everyone had tried to get him to do so already. “You’ve defeated like, eighty million villains, Scotty, and you can’t tell one harmless girl that you’re in love with her? She’s not even scary. She’s adorable.” To which Scott would reply, “She is, isn’t she?” And move along with his day. 

    The girls had tried to convince Y/N to tell Scott about her feelings once they realized Scott himself wasn’t going to budge. “Aw, guys, I just can’t. He’s so Scott. He’s so cute and he’s sweet and he’s funny and I don’t wanna fuck it up like I know I will so I’ll just love him from afar and be happy with it.” This comment earned a copious amount of groans and complaints that Y/N tuned out by daydreaming about what would happen if she was actually able to work up enough courage to tell Scott that she kind of, sort of, pretty much loved him. That was all they were though, simple daydreams. Until Lydia set her well thought out, expertly crafted, born from the mind of a genius -direct quote from Lydia- plan in motion. 

   It was a simple plan, really. She had issued out a mass text to everyone, including Y/N and Scott, that she was having a mandatory pack sleepover (she had previously called it a slumber party but Stiles and Liam had been adamantly against the usage of the term because they were convinced that they were too manly to use such words) and everyone was invited because as per usual, her mother wouldn’t be around this weekend. Then, she began a separate text thread with everyone excluding Scott and Y/N, explaining the rest of the plan to the pack to ensure that no one would mess it up. 

   The night of the sleepover, Y/N and Scott showed up at the exact same time. She was struggling to pick up her duffle bag that was clearly overpacked and carry it up Lydia’s extensive front staircase. Scott, being both smitten with the girl and a gentleman regardless, jogged quickly over to her. 

   “Hi,” he said, a sweet smile passing over his face as he took the bag from her arms. “Let me get that for ya. How are you, Y/N?” Most of the time, when someone asks such a question, they aren’t looking for a genuine answer. They don’t really care how you are, or what you say in response to their query. When she looked at Scott, however, she could tell that he genuinely wanted to know and cared about how she was doing. 

    “I’m good, Scotty,” She replied cheerfully, returning the smile. “And how is my favorite true alpha doing on this lovely night?” With a slight roll of his eyes, not out of annoyance, Scott said, “I’m the only true alpha that we know of.” 

    She shrugged, poking him in the side. “But you’d be my favorite even if I knew, like, ten true alphas.” Surprised at herself for even saying something she considered as bold as that, she slipped back into her introverted shell and fell silent once again. Sensing that Y/N no longer wanted to talk to him and trying not to appear as disappointed as he felt, Scott quietly walked into the house, Y/N trailing behind, with her bag still slung over his shoulder. He placed it on the ground next to the others’, and she thanked him in a soft, almost inaudible voice. Then, she hurried off to find the girls. 

   Scott ran a hand through his hair, unsure of what to think. He went into the kitchen, greeted by Stiles and Liam. “So,” Stiles said the moment Scott made his entrance, “I saw you and our dear Y/N come in together,” he wiggled his eyebrows. “Have you finally grown a pair and admitted your stupidly adorable crush to her, or did you back out yet again?” 

   Not bothering to argue, Scott shook his head. “I’m not even sure if she likes me, man. I mean, I think she does, everyone says she does, but the way she acts doesn’t make it seem like she does, you know?” 

   Stiles glanced up to the ceiling with a deep groan, looking to Liam. “They never learn, do they? Scott, even baby wolf over here understands girls better than you do sometimes.” Before Liam could defend himself, Stiles placed a hand over his mouth. “Not now. Adults talking. Anyway, Y/N’s insanely shy, Scotty. You should get this by now. She’s never gonna tell you first because of the anxiety thing she’s got going on. You make her nervous. She likes you, and trust me, you’ll be together before the night is over, all right?” 

   Confused for the second time that night, Scott asked, “What? How do you know that?” Opting not to answer, the other two boys simply patted Scott on the shoulder with supportive grins and made their way to the living room. He followed them into the room, brows furrowed. He tried to sit next to Stiles on the couch, but his best friend practically shoved Scott across the living room to the other couch, where no one was sitting. The entire pack, save for Y/N and Lydia, were situated around one couch. The other two girls were up in Lydia’s room. 

    “Lydiaaaa,” Y/N was whining. “You totally did this on purpose. You’re trying to set Scott and I up and it’s weird, Lydia. You’re gonna freak him out and he’s gonna hate me.” 

    With a scoff, Lydia pushed past Y/N, forcing her to follow. “Puh-lease. Scott could never hate you even if he tried, even if you were his worst enemy in the world. He’s head over heels in love with you. And I’m not trying to set you guys up,” she added as an innocent afterthought. “You guys are soulmates, so everything will work itself out regardless of whether or not I extend a little bit of a helping hand.” 

    Rushing after the strawberry blonde, Y/N asked, “But… doesn’t that mean you are trying to set us up?” She received no reply as she marched into the living room after Lydia, noting with annoyance that of course the only seat available was squished next to Scott on the tiny love seat across from everyone else. Hesitantly, Y/N sat down beside him, aware that her heartbeat was terribly loud and that every were-thing in the room could hear it as well. 

   And boy- did he hear it. Her heartbeat was practically deafening with her being so close to him, and her scent betrayed all other emotion. She was terribly nervous. Scott, not wanting to embarrass her or bring it up in front of everyone else, subtly moved his hand over hers so that their fingers were interlocked, and he squeezed lightly. Alarmed but pleased all the same, she reached over and grasped his hand for a split second. She smiled shyly down at her lap, knowing he was looking at her but too afraid to look back. 

    Clearing her throat, Lydia stood up. “Hm, I’m not really feeling a movie right now, what about you guys?” As if reading from some sort of script, the members of the pack that were situated on the other side of the room shook their heads in unison. 

    “Maybe later,” Stiles suggested. 

    “We could always do something else,” Malia agreed quickly, trying to casually glance at Lydia to make sure what she said had been correct. Lydia gave a not so subtle nod of her head before switching topics. “How about we play truth or dare? It’s classic,” she said, glaring at Y/N before she could protest, which Lydia knew she was bound to do. 

     “Aw, Lyds, we’re not in seventh grade anymore,” Y/N said defiantly. 

     Scott, eager to make Y/N like him even more, agreed quickly. “Yeah, I mean, it’s just a little childish.” 

     “Whatever,” Lydia dismissed. “It’s four against two, and majority rules. And Y/N,” Lydia began, with a devilish grin on her face, “since you were so eager to disagree, you can go first. Truth or dare, best friend of mine?” 

    Y/N bit her lip, mulling it over in her head. See, if she picked truth, she knew Lydia would force her to tell Scott about her not so casual crush on him. But Y/N always picked truth. It was her thing. She preferred the safe choice. This time, truth was the risky choice. She couldn’t figure out what Lydia would do if she picked dare, so before the time was up, Y/N said, with a slight confidence boost from the encouraging nod Scott gave her just then, “I’ll go with dare.” 

    “Oh, perfect.” Lydia turned toward Stiles, whispering something in his ear. Stiles let out a laugh, grinning like a maniac. “Y/N, don’t hate me but… we dare you to kiss Scott.” Feeling like she was in seventh grade again and being dared to kiss her crush at the time, an unwitting and painfully shy Isaac Lahey, Y/N felt her face heat up and her chest constrict. 

    Scott, now blushing himself and feeling more nervous than he had in a long time, turned to her and said quietly, “Hey, you know you don’t have to if you’re uncomfortable.” Y/N placed a hand on his shoulder, said a quick little thank you, and leaned over to press a kiss against his soft cheek. 

    The grin that Scott wore on his face the moment her lips made contact with his cheek was enough to melt her heart and seize it all at once. Now, with newfound confidence and loving her personality and shyness and loveliness more than he already had when he arrived at Lydia’s house, Scott placed a hand on her face. His finger tilted her gaze toward him, and he licked his lips nervously.  

   “C’mon, Y/N,” he murmured. She swallowed a lump in her throat. She knew what was going to happen next as he leaned a little more. “We both know that..” he licked his lips again, his other hand on her face now, “that’s not what she meant.” He pressed his mouth against her own, never letting his hands stray from her beautiful face. If he could stay in this exact position forever, he would choose to do so in a heartbeat, maybe even less than that. They pulled back from each other, but just barely. His lips were still brushing over hers, the tips of their noses touching as they could do nothing but stare at the other with an expression that was mixed with awe and surprise. 

    Neither of them had expected that to happen tonight. With a shaky breath, Scott moved his hands away so he could grasp both of hers. Y/N had the most lovestruck look in her eyes, Scott was practically blown away. Forgetting that they had a very attentive audience gazing at them from across the room, Scott said to Y/N, “Um, well, if it isn’t obvious yet, I’m, um, kind of completely in love with you. And I have been for awhile. I should’ve said something sooner but…” 

    Y/N grabbed him and kissed him first this time, short and sweet. “Better late than never?” She proposed. And he nodded gratefully, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her toward him, engulfing her body in his. He just felt the desperate, needy desire to hold her for all of eternity, or something like that. Stiles and Liam dramatically wiped fake tears from their eyes, loudly joking about how they grow up so fast and soon enough they’ll be off getting married and having babies and the like. Neither Y/N nor Scott minded. They were simply happy to be in each other’s arms after all the months of waiting and dreaming for a moment such as this, and Lydia, ever the supportive best friend, made sure to snap about eighty-seven million pictures of Y/N and Scott when they dozed off on the couch together, her cheek pressed against his chest, curled up in the safe space that was Scott McCall’s comforting, loving arms. 

Save Me. (Yoongi x Reader) PART 1.

“It swallowed me, this lunatic. Please save me tonight. Within this childish madness, you will save me tonight.” - [“Save Me” - BTS]

Summary: It was an unprecedented love that bloomed within the halls of your high school, until secret words were overheard, and shattered the budding romance. It changed your life forever, leading you down a path you had never thought you would be on– training to become a secret agent. You chose it to escape Yoongi and the results of how things ended between you two, but as fate would have it, that very same choice ended up leading you right back to him. Will you be able to save your clients and solve mysteries together despite your history? Will you be able to save each other? Will you able to save yourself…from yourself?    

Yoongi x Reader (ft. Jin & all the other BTS members)

Secret Agent AU

Mystery, Action, Angst, & Fluff (contains some violence, mentions of murder, death, harassment, and bullying)

PARTS: Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3

A/N: Hi everyone ~ Work has been crazy –_–’ it’s been pretty tough so it’s been hard to find time to really sit down and write, but a little bit everyday goes a long way and here it is! :D I hope you all enjoy!

Originally posted by lostinbangtan

          No one quite understood the hatred between you and Yoongi, but the tension was noticeable from the moment you two came face-to-face. Even walking off the platform, it was evident your mood had done a 180 from being ecstatically touched to quietly and dangerously fuming.

           The rest of the graduation was a blur as you two were whisked away to a room to “get to know each other”, and wait for your team to be completed.

           As was custom, every special agent pair was assigned a team from the same graduating class. The teams usually consisted of the Inventor, the Brain, and the 3 Supporters. The Inventor usually handled the creation of new gadgets and technology that could aid in different adventures, such as water proof suits on underwater missions or adhesive gloves for scaling mountains and walls. The Brain of the group was the liaison between the Director and the team, attending SA meetings, briefing the squad on upcoming assignments, coordinating roles, and finding the best course of action to complete the mission. While it is up to the agents themselves during the mission on how to handle situations as they come, the Brain creates an overall plan and helps adjust it as factors and variable change. They are the outside eyes, constantly calculating, constantly deciphering, and constantly weighing losses and gains. The Supporters, usually comprised of 3 agents that had great potential to become SA’s themselves but didn’t make the cut, aided the SA’s on the field, albeit as snipers, decoys, or fulfilling a secondary mission simultaneously.

           "Didn’t think you were the type to do this sort of thing.“ Yoongi commented as you took a seat as far as possible from him.

           You kept your eyes glued to the monitor, mindlessly staring at the graduation unfold without really attending to what was happening. Your head was reeling, heart beating rapidly. You couldn’t wrap your head around why or how Min Yoongi was across the room, his legs smugly crossed, staring at you intently.

           "I could say the same for you.” You replied bitterly.

           "Don’t like your partner?“ he snorted.

           "We both know this won’t work out, Yoongi.”

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The Guardian from Afar

Member: Rap Monster // BTS

Main Plot: They have to get the money before their family can suffer.

Short Summary: A leader was supposed the most composed figure in a gang, meanwhile NamJoon had long since lost his cool.

A/N: Took me like forever to write this. Sorry, @kawaii-hedgehog, but I still hope you’ll find this as enjoyable as the previous ones xD

Words: 2.3k

/ SeokJin // YoonGi // HoSeok // NamJoon // JiMin // TaeHyung // JeongGuk /

“NamJoon, wouldn’t it be a great thing to have an invisible red tie of fate with the person you are destined to be with; to know that somewhere in this world, there is someone out there, waiting for you just as you wait for them?” her sleepy voice asked as she was hunched over, supposedly studying.

“In a romantic perspective, sure, but in reality, it would only hurt you more at the end.”  He answered curtly, shutting his book and sending her a fleeting glance. “Why? Thinking about marriage already?” it was a childish jab at her, the kind that they always played upon each-other, only this time there was silence as his reply. “Wait, seriously?” his eyes widened in shock, and his heart swelled with pain. “Aren’t you a little bit too young for that?”

She sighed disdainfully and pushed off her `Psychology on the human behaviour` books to the side. “I have one too many debts nowadays; can’t keep up with them, either. Marriage seems like the only way out of this mess, you know?”

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‘’Summer is the time for squabbles. In winter, we must protect one another, keep each other warm, share our strengths. … “When the snows fall and the white winds blow” - When winter comes; “The lone wolf dies but the pack survives

Quick messy sketch of our lovely Stark sisters and some random thoughts.

EDIT: some of the comments I received proved exactly what I was saying. Nice job :D. The bias is strong in some people. Had you even bothered to read any of my other posts you would have seen that I never trashed Arya…on the contrary I had shown my appreciation for the character and accepted her with the bad and the good. Do you think I would spend my time on a character I hate? I am referring to art. Do you think I would create FREE art of a character I dislike and try to portray her as good as I can (I am speaking of a solo Arya piece I previously posted). Someone said Sansa wished Arya died…well Arya wasn’t some angel either, and Sansa kind of bullied Arya (the whole horseface wasn’t very nice) who also seems a bit frustrated that Sansa got the ‘good stuff’ from their mother (hair, cheekbones, eyes etc). Do you have siblings? Kids growing up sometimes argue/fight and say mean things to each other. That doesn’t mean they mean it. How exactly do you see Arya? ‘Badass’ assassin fighter yay goddess of winter bae of doom? Well, she’s more than that just as Sansa is not beauty without brains. The people who jumped and ‘attacked’ (lol you little wolves you) seem to be the kind that worship a character and ignore its faults and instead will point every little fault of other characters. That’s what you proved in the comments. I never said I blame Arya for Lady or Micah. I was using your own logic of blaming Sansa for Ned’s execution. If one is to blame, than why the other is not? Are these situations not similar? Did any of them did what they did  to kill others on purpose? No. None of them did it to kill Ned/Micah/Lady. ‘Buuuut Sansa said/did that’/ ‘omg how dare you say a bad thing about our perfect goddess Arya’ etc. I never said anything bad, just the things that I noticed, and if you don’t like it…well I don’t fucking care. Most of the fandom is extremely biased when it comes to the Stark sisters. If pointing out the obvious means attacking a character then you have some problems. You are free to create your own art, spread the hate towards any characters  you want….because that’s how you feel. At the same time I maintain my opinion and I would like to invite you to read the books again if you think Arya and Sansa are enemies. They’re part of the same team. They learned a lot and they miss each other, Winterfell . Sansa thinks of her future children and one looks like Arya, the memory of the snowball fight scene when they play in the snow etc. It wasn’t all bad between them. Childish fights mean nothing. If I had a dollar each time someone told their sibling or parent ‘I hate you’/ ‘I wish you were dead’…I’d be rich.

Ned said it best. In winter the wolves must stick together. Another thing he noted is that Arya, like Lyanna and Brandon, has a touch of the wild wolf in her. This wilderness, according to Ned, was what put both Lyanna and Brandon into their early graves. 

 I’ve seen so much Sansa hate coming from show-only watchers (most of the time) and betting that Sansa will die this season  because  Arya is heading North and well there is not much to do for Sansa as she basically sucks according to some people. I love both Stark sisters for different reasons and IRL I share similar stuff with Arya which actually makes it easier to identify with her character. I have close to 0% in common with Sansa …and yet I still like her as a character.

 Funny enough Sansa is still blamed for a mistake she did in season 1/ book 1 while if I were to use the same logic Arya is to blame for Micah and Lady’s deaths because her actions led to that in a similar way Sansa spilling the beans to Cersei ultimately killed Ned (though that was NOT the plan, he was supposed to be sent to the Wall, but Jeoffrey did not listen to anyone and just sentenced him to death). 

Another thing is that Arya killing is constantly glamorized and  praised, while Sansa doing it makes her a monster. Saw some things being said that she could be pregnant with Ramsay’s child and that she would be a horrible person if she aborted it. There is moon tea, darlings! Sansa could have taken it constantly while being with Ramsay. There is also that wonderful fall that could have killed it…or the freezing cold and river…

Been talking to some friends and all of them said that Arya is the kind of girl they admire and her qualities make her more appealing/ attractive…which is a bit hypocritical considering that 100% of the people I’ve talked to were in relationships or married to ‘traditional women’ and not tomboys.

So lots of people think Sansa should be killed off because she is too weak and because there is place for only one Stark sister in the North XD.

But who is more inclined to hit the bucket? Someone who has learnt to keep their mouth shut and think ahead or someone who acts on impulse? Show only watchers are quick to dismiss everything that is book related, yet rely on ‘Arya’s GRRM’s wife fav character he won’t kill her’. Well…that doesn’t hold any water when the show is concerned ;) (plenty of proof in what the show did with Dorne, Jaimie’s redemption, Sansa’s rape, killing off characters that are still alive, introducing useless romances etc). If the show wants shock they would kill someone who is generally loved, not a character plenty of people deem weak. Last year I told everyone Margaery was going to die and people called me crazy XD. 

I personally think we lost too many Starks so far and those 3 that are left (Arya, Sansa, Bran) and Jon should form their pack and fight off winter. Each of them has their special skill sets. 

I was thinking of people that could actually die soon (SOME POSSIBLE SPOILERS AHEAD):

Missandei- from my point of view she becomes a ‘spare’ the moment she reaches Westeros. Daenerys has the best of the best in her council: Tyrion. She teamed with Asha and Theon, Dorne and  Olenna. She is going to meet up with Jon who has his own advisers. Missandei’s skill set becomes pretty much useless. She is a good translator and knows many languages, but in Westeros Dany doesn’t need a translator and Missandei’s knowledge of Westeros could be very limited(I don’t know for sure how much she knows…she could know nothing as Westeros is so different from the places she lived in).

Meera- according to some spoilers she heads back home after Bran reaches Castle Black. Does this mean her mission is done? Possible. I wouldn’t put it past GOT to kill her off (not after what they did last season with so many characters being killed off). She goes home to her father (you know…that guy named Howland Reed who was with Ned at the Tower of Joy). Bran already knows that stuff that Howland knows. And according to some other spoilers Gilly and Sam will find even more evidence about Jon’s parentage. Do we really need Howland/ Meera? Does it even matter anymore that Jon’s parents are who they are? He as a bastard was named KITN. Spoilers point to a romance with Dany. Last season Dany said that she would have to marry and who in the 7 kingdoms matches her own title? Who is left besides Jon? A marriage with her would make him king consort. If she dies (and I think she will die in the last season/book…but that’s another post), he ends up as king of the 7 kingdoms. No matter what…he is in a place of power. Even if he renounces his KITN title in exchange to Dany’s help against the WW (which doesn’t make sense because if she wants to rule the kingdom she must first clean it u…but this is what the spoilers state).


Okay, this is literally a oneshot that just looks at the immaturity of the Titans.

Might seem ooc or very unlikely but it really is just a humour piece. Don’t read too much into it.

It’s modelled after one of my favourite scenes of NCIS. It’s flippin’ hilarious and I found myself wondering what it would be like with our fave hero network. It would probably help to go and watch the scene I am talking about just so the context is kinda backing it up.

Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oCp9RGGliDQ

I just don’t want people commenting like oh my god, it isn’t something to joke about. I know but for this particular scene; it really is funny, especially if you are invested in NCIS as a show, like moi.

It is purely being written because it reminds me of some kind of high school situation.

The big screen buzzed with light as yet another slide appeared before them all.

Superman cleared his throat and turned to face them, with the remote still in hand, pressing a button to turn on the lights in the room.

“As you can all see from the presentation, there are many forms of harassment in the workplace that can go somewhat… unnoticed. These little signs shouldn’t go without being addressed when you feel uncomfortable.” He paused and glanced over the faces staring back at him.

Rows of Titans sat there, staring back at him as he spoke. Their expressions varied from mildly interested to absolutely bored senseless. And, Superman was fairly certain he could hear snoring but he wasn’t sure who exactly it was.

Cyborg sighed, his fingers clasped together atop of the small desk he had been sat at. He was struggling but his eyes were on the Kryptonian as he continued to drone on about the topic at hand. They had all, needless to say, been reluctant to turn up to the watchtower this morning for the mandatory meeting.

The league had suggested that they were all very young still, despite being in their early 20’s and needed to be made aware of the dangers that can occur in the workplace; even if the occupation in question was a superhero.

There was a whole bunch of meetings like this they still had to look forward to such as health and safety, performance issues, discrimination… things like that. Things that normal, white collared folks usually had to worry about.

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Live Life Golden Part 6

Jungkook x reader

Warnings: strong language

Words: 2219

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He was a graduate of the elite class, inherited billions from his father, and lived the life of an international playboy. (y/n) came into his life and made him question it all.


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Stubborn Love {TBS x Reader}

@th3littlemermaid14 Thanks for being my first requester! If that’s even a word, lol. “ Hi!!!! Just saw your post!!! Could I get #3 with Thomas Brodie Sangster!!”  Hope you like it! xx

Originally posted by sirisaacnewtmas

Author: Joi A. Wade

Requested: Yes.

Summary: Ah, young love. Confusing, yet so entertaining.

To say you hated Thomas was an understatement. You despised him, loathed him with a passion. Ever since you came along to the new school, he made it his mission to make everyday a living hell for you. And everyday, it was something new.

One day, he so graciously had to point out your bra strap showing, and that little gesture got you in a lot of trouble with the principle. With all the uniform talk they got going on, they were a little strict on what was appropriate.

Then the next, he made a comment on your look. How bags underneath your eyes didn’t really make you look all that appealing.

And the day after that, he blabbed to the whole school about your obsession with a certain guy, that you did have crush on, only thinning your chances with him even more. Later to find out Thomas snatched your diary from your locker. How he got it out of there is still a mystery. But when it came to manipulating and embarrassing you, Thomas was the guy you looked for.

This, going on for at least a month, was slowly eating you from the inside. And you’ve tried everything in your power to make him stop. You’ve tried talking with the teachers and faculty, and they have yet to do anything about the problem, other than telling you that ‘They’ll handle it’. You even tried to ask your parents if you could at least transfer, but they only ignore your request and tell you to get through the school year. 

But, today was the last straw to break the camel’s back. Today, you’ve finally had enough.

You weren’t even doing anything, just minding your business in English class, trying to get through the day. Until you suddenly felt something pelt you in the back of the head. When you turned around, you saw that Thomas and a few of his friends had smirks on their faces, Thomas holding the biggest one. Glaring at him, you decided to just ignore him. But Thomas had other ideas. 

Another paper ball had pelted you in the back of the head, followed by a couple more, with a few boyish snickers behind it. One last ball was being thrown and you saw it coming; You ducked at the right time, but only for it to hit the teacher in the back of the head.

He stopped mid-sentence, looking down at the paper that had hit him in the head. Everyone went silent, as he turned toward the class. Once he made eye contact with you, he saw the pile that was by your desk, the ones that were thrown at your head, but he obviously didn’t know that.

“Ms. (Y/L/n), To the principles office.”

“W-What? But I didn’t-!”

“I don’t want excuses, grab your stuff and go,” He was slowly starting to loose his patience, and you could tell. You quickly gathered your stuff, but not before you gave one last icy glare at Thomas.

“I hate you Thomas Brodie-Sangster. With every fiber in my body, I hate you.” Every word that came out of your mouth had venom, as the teacher escorted you out of the classroom.

You slowly headed to the principle’s office, trying to get your story straight on why you were being sent down in the first place. 


Your thoughts were interrupted by the sound of someone’s voice. And not just someone’s voice…it belonged to Thomas. 

You didn’t even turn around, as you sped up your pace to get to the principle’s office, but he was quick to latch onto your forearm, locking you in his grip.

“(Y/n), listen-”

“No YOU listen! I am so sick and tired of you, Thomas! Your childish games, and hurtful words, I’ve had it! All you’ve done for the past month is drive me insane, and make me feel like total and utter bullshit! What are you trying to prove? That you’re better than me, or that you’re-!” 

Before you had a chance to finish your rant, Thomas grabbed the back of your neck, smashing his lips onto yours to shut you up. It always accord to you that they were soft, but you never would have guessed that so were his kisses. But no matter how much you didn’t want to, you pushed him away.

Thomas groaned at the loss of contact, seeing that your eyes were about to pop out of your head.

“Don’t you see? I’m in love with you.”

You could feel that your heart literally stopped. Did he day what you think he said. 

“W-what?” You stuttered, a little shaky in the knees.

“I’m in love with you, (Y/n), I bloody love you.”

“No..no you’re lying! They way you’ve been treating me showed me no affection whatsoever!”

“I-I know…I’ve never really been good at expressing myself…especially to a girl like you. I mean what I say (Y/n), I AM in love with you.”

“Then what about all those times y-you’ve humiliated me, a-and-?”

“I understand that I hurt you, and I’m so so sorry. When you said you hated me, to my face, that’s when I knew..I’ve gone too far. When I knew that it was now or never.” Thomas shoved his hands in his pockets, looking at his shoes in shame.

You didn’t want to give in too easily, what he’s been doing has really hurt you, and you weren’t sure if you could trust him. Seeing the uncertain look upon your face, Thomas gently took your hands in his.

“I-I know I don’t deserve you, after all I’ve done…and said. But, if you are willing to let me take you on at least one date to show you that I truly adore you, I would be grateful. What do you say, love?” He looked at you with hopeful, something you knew yourself you couldn’t turn him down.

“Fine…ONE date. And I’ll be the judge if you deserve another chance, Sangster.”

That was all he needed to hear, as he hugged you tightly, inhaling your intoxicating scent.

“Just…please don’t make me regret this, Thomas.”

“Never, love.”

(A/N)~Hope you enjoyed! Sorry if this isn’t what you wanted it to be, sorry if it was really long, and sorry if there are any spelling errors, I had fun with this one! Peace out, my lovelies, keep requesting!


“Auntie Nat?” Y/n asked quietly. The small girl and adopted daughter of the two super soldiers, Captain America and the Winter Solider, was gleaming up at the hard assassin with a childish grin.
“Yes, sweetie.” Natasha Romanoff smiled at her goddaughter. Steve and Bucky had spent the last two months going on mission after mission. 

They barely got any time for each other which also meant their leisure time with Y/n was limited. Although Steve and Bucky want nothing more than to be with their daughter, it was obvious they needed sometime to themselves and amend the hardships the long breaks away from each other had caused. 

Natasha immediately suggested the two spend more than a quick date together and leave all their avenging and S.H.I.E.L.D business behind for a moment. This being said, she offered to watch their three year old daughter for the long week.
The couple was on a six day mini vacation to a tropical island far off the radar to where only S.H.I.E.L.D would be able to contact the two incase of emergency.
Natasha set the boring magazine down on the countertop and waited for Y/n to continue.
“Do my daddies love each other?” Y/n mumbled coherently. Her small chubby fingers were playing with a set of blocks trying to create different buildings and designs.
“Of course they do. They love each other very much.”
“Do my daddies love me?” She shot back immediately. The question struck Natasha hard. Her eyes bugged out and confusion settled in. At first, she was expecting a rush of tears and the girl to cry about how her parents ‘left’ her and how much she was missing her dads, but it never came.
It was no secret Y/n was stuck in the questioning mode of her life when every other comment was followed up by ‘why’ or 'how’.
The little girl wanted to know everything there was to learn and was willing to ask as many questions as it took to figure it out.
Black Widow pushed off from her chair and joined Y/n on the floor chuckling.
“More than you could ever imagine, Y/n.” Y/n seemed pleased with her Aunts response and nodded. Handing over a green circle block to Natasha, Y/n tilted her head.
“Hey Auntie Nat?” She repeated. Natasha raised an eyebrow,
“Yes, cutie?” A mischievous glint sparkled in Y/n’s eyes.
“Can we play with magnets on my daddy Bucky’s arm when he gets home?” A loud roar of laughter played from Natasha like a melody. Y/n covered her mouth and giggled along.
Composing herself Natasha shrugged.
“We’ll see baby. Did your Uncle Tony give you that idea?” Y/n clapped her hands together and ran up the stairs of the two story Brooklyn apartment to retrieve her magnets.
Just when the bubbling child came back down the steps the front door to the apartment clicked unlock causing Natasha to draw her gun and shield Y/n behind her.
Without warning in stumbled two men dragging a suitcase by their sides and a charming smile on their lips, chuckling about something the tall blonde man had said earlier. Natasha’s posture relaxed and her gun slowly found its way back to her holster.
Steve Rogers took in his friends stiff state and his trembling daughter hiding behind the red head women and bit his lip with a frown.
“Sorry, Nat. We should’ve given you a heads up we would be coming home early.” They were both wearing matching Hawaiian flowers shirts and looked rejuvenated.
Hearing her father’s voice Y/n Barnes-Rogers came sprinting around the Natasha’s figure dropping her magnets on the floor and throwing her body around Steve’s legs.
“Daddies!” She happily shouted. Natasha gathered her things and gave a small wave escorting herself out of the house wanting to give the three their personal space.
Y/n remained clinging to Steve’s legs and blabbered on about all the things Natasha and her did together hardly remembering to breathe.
“Doll, I can’t hear you when you talk that fast.” Steve teased bending over to take his daughter in his arms.
Bucky stood to the side and slipped out the touch phone Tony Stark had gifted him with and snapped a photo of the two.
Y/n hugged her dad tightly burying her head in his chest.
“Hey where’s my lovin?” Bucky commented. His brown leather suitcase was set aside by his feet and his arms were spread wide open.
Y/n released her grip on Steve and hopped over to Bucky.
“I missed you so much!” Bucky took Y/n in his arms spinning her around for good measures. She was giggling up a storm and Steve felt at home watching his two favorite people reunite.
“Darling we were only gone for four days, we cut it short so we could see you.” Bucky could feel the weight of a seven hour flight baring down on him and he knew sleep would be a sure event in his future.

The trip was fun. Really fun, actually. Steve and Bucky stayed on an all inclusive restore which meant free drinks all around. Not that it mattered anyways, the serum kept either from getting too tipsy. 
They spent a lot of time on the beach and for a while they were having a blast. There were luaus on the picture perfect beach, parasailing, surfing lessons, and the couple spent their nights walking along the sore line like a scene straight out of a cliché love story. That was until Bucky spotted a dolphin on their snorkeling adventure and was transported in thoughts to Y/n. Dolphins were her favorite and on her fourth birthday her dads took her to the state zoo. She ended up walking out of the zoo with three stuffed dolphins, two dolphins cups, a dolphin blanket, and a dolphin hat she practically lived in. 

After their encounter with the sea animal neither one of the super soldiers could stray far from the thought of their daughter. It was no lie they needed time with each other but it was also true that they needed time with their daughter as a happy family, four days away was enough for the both of them.
Steve walked over to the pair and wrapped his strong arms around Bucky from behind so he was face to face with Y/n.
The small girl smiled and reached out to 'bop’ his nose.
Lightly catching her hand, Steve placed a string of kisses along her skin.
Laughter filled the loving apartment. Bucky hugged Y/n tight then set her back down on the floor. Steve came to the other side of the girl so their daughter was standing in the middle of the two.
Steve squatted down so he was eye level with the e/c eyes of his child and commented,
“Daddy and I had a hard time having fun on our trip, we missed our favorite girl too much.”

The rest of the night was spent on the couch under a sea of blankets watching film after film of Y/n’s favorite Disney movies. After the third movie ended Steve Rogers turned to his beautiful family only to find Y/n passed out in the arms of a sleeping Bucky and for the first time in a long time, everything felt right.


A Place For My Head: Ticci-Toby Fanfic

A/N: Ticci-Toby belongs to Kastoway, Masky and Hoodie belong to Marble Hornets, and the song A Place For My Head belongs to Linkin Park. I own nothing except for this idea and Flick. Also TRIGGER WARNING for suicide occurring. Enjoy!

         Toby was sitting in the living room of the Slender mansion, staring out the window at the dark forest that surrounded it. As he was listening to the voices in his head, he could also hear Masky and Hoodie talking about him in the other room. Normally he would just ignore them, but this time he just felt way too curious. ‘What are they saying about me now,’ he thought as he stood and walked over to the door that separated the two rooms, pressing his ear to the door to listen in better on the duo.

         “He’s such an idiot, Hoodie. All he had to do was watch the monitors while I was gone, and what did he do? He fell asleep in the monitor room, allowing humans to come into the realm undetected! He’s completely useless!” Masky shook his head, shaking with anger, his hands clenched into fists at his sides.

         “It was a pretty simple task, but it is no real surprise that he screwed it up. I think that the only thing he’s really useful for is entertainment. He gets hyper and runs around the mansion when he’s off his medication, maybe we should steal his pills? Give ourselves a good laugh. The pill he took this morning should be wearing off soon, and when he goes to find them, he’ll get all panicky!”

         Masky laughed and nodded, obviously happy at the plan. “And we’ll hide them in plain sight! He’s such and idiot, he’ll miss them completely! I think this has to one of your best plans to screw with him yet, Hood!” The two laughed and high-fived like a couple of teenagers that just made a plot to sneak out to a party.

         Toby backed away from the door, shaking his head. “Those assholes… Why can’t they just leave me alone? I fell asleep because I had been awake the night before going around searching for Smile like the boss told me to do… but they don’t care about that.” He shook his head again and ran up to his room to get the pill bottle before Masky and Hoodie could get it. He shoved it in his pocket and looked over when the duo came into his room, the filter on his mouth-guard turning into a frown and his eyes becoming hard behind his goggles.

         Masky and Hoodie seemed surprised that Toby was in his room, since he was hardly ever in it. Masky leaned over to Hoodie and whispered, “Well it looks like we can’t be entertained today.” Hoodie shook his head slightly at the comment.

         “Not exactly. He has the pills in his pocket. We just have to distract him so we can get them,” Hoodie whispered back. “Just follow my lead and we’ll be having some good entertainment in no time.” Masky nodded and the duo looked back at Toby. “Hey Toby, we have a question for you.”

         Toby kept his eyes on the two proxies, his guard obviously up. “What is it,” he asked in a cold tone. This also surprised Hoodie ad Masky, seeing as Toby’s tone had always been warm and happy, no matter the situation. They honestly didn’t know what to do, seeing as they had never been round an angry Toby before. They didn’t know how to tread or how to talk in order to prevent being slashed at.

         “We wanted to see if we could see your pill bottle for a minute. We need to write down your type of pill so we can make sure we get the right type when you need a refill,” said Masky. It was the best he could do, and hopefully, it would be enough to get Toby to hand over the pills.

         Toby twitched involuntarily, staring at the two silently before grimacing and taking his hatchets off of his belt. “That’s a complete lie and you both know it. You just got my refill a couple of days ago, and I know your memories aren’t bad, so there is no damn way that you forgot my type of pill in that short of a time.” He scowled and took a step towards them. “You want them so you screw with my head again, don’t you? You’ve done it before and you’ll do it again!”

         Masky and Hoodie quickly took a couple steps back, knowing that they were in big trouble. Yes, they had impeccable fighting skills from their years at the mansion, but Toby had a big advantage over them, and that was that he couldn’t feel pain. Since he couldn’t feel pain, he wouldn’t get sore and tired from repeated hits and cuts, making him a very dangerous person to get into a physical fight with. “Toby… Just… Calm down…,” they said at the same time, preparing to run.

         “No, I will not calm down!” Toby yanked down his mouth guard so his real voice could be heard instead of the one that was distorted by the guard. “You try to take the best of me! Go away! Get away from me! I never want to see you two ever again!” He threw one of his hatchets, aiming so that it stuck in the wall very close to Masky’s head. “Go away!”

         Masky jumped, his heart racing nervously. “Okay okay, just calm down Toby… Clearly we don’t understand what’s been going on in your head all of this time…”

         “Like hell you don’t! I hate when you say you don’t understand! You’ve said it all before! I agreed to come here to be around people who would understand what I’ve been through! I wanted a new place to lay down my head and relax and be understood! I don’t want to be with the enemy anymore, or maybe I should say enemies? I’ve never been the best at grammar, according to you two! I hear what you’ve said about  me, I heard your plan to steal my pills! Just get the hell away from me before I cut you both to bits so small that nobody will ever even recognize you!” By this point, Toby was dangerously close to Masky and Hoodie, his twitching getting worse and worse with each phrase he spat out. All of the anger he had built up as finally coming out, and he loved it. The only thing he would love more would be if he could cut the duo up into pieces.

         Masky and Hoodie looked at each other and quickly ran out and down the hall. For the first time, they were both terrified of the new proxy. They hadn’t understood just how upset he had been getting over their pranks and insults, but then again, maybe they did. They occasionally would hear soft crying from his room, but they had both assumed he had just woken up from a bad nightmare about his dead sister, as he often did. Maybe if they had known, they could’ve prevented what would happen next.

         That night, Toby snuck out of the mansion. He didn’t want to sleep that night, and he didn’t want to be around anybody. He just wanted to be alone, and the only place he could think to be alone was in the forest surrounding the Slender Mansion. After all, it was a very rare occurrence that anybody would go into the forest, and if anybody did that wasn’t one of the many creatures in the Under Realm, they would die within five minutes from some sort of lethal killer or creatures that lurked within the trees. Of course, those were the ones that were lucky to have some sort of mercy.

         The brunette proxy didn’t pay any attention to where he was walking, he just kept going in random directions, losing himself in the labyrinth of trees and bushes until he eventually came to a large, clear lake. He remembered the lake, seeing as it was where he would find himself at whenever he wanted to relax after a mission or go swimming every once in a while.

         He found himself walking onto the dock and looking down at the water at his reflection. He removed his goggles and mouth guard in order to see himself as he really was, his eyes going sad at the burned-through part of his left cheek which revealed his teeth and the sleepless dark circles under his eyes. “Nobody in that mansion wants you around, just look at you. You’re a screw-up, you’re too childish… Your own father didn’t even care about you. You’re worthless….”

         Toby took off his gloves and unbandaged his hands, looking at the many scars and scabs from when he would chew on them. Sometimes he wished that he could feel pain, that way he would’ve been just a little bit more normal, but he knew he couldn’t change how he had turned out. “You can’t feel when you get hurt… You can’t stand being alone… Your sister haunts your dreams… You can’t do anything right, so why not just end it all, huh? I bet you couldn’t even do that right, right?” Toby didn’t even notice how he had drifted into talking to himself, another quirk that he hated. “Don’t say that, I’m not that worthless! Oh really? You haven’t been sent out on any missions in months, meanwhile all of the others have been getting missions daily! What do you think that makes you to them?”

         The brunette shook his head and looked down at his reflection again. For a moment, he saw himself as the little boy who was bullied in school to the point of being pulled out, then he saw the bloody murderer who killed his father with his dead sister next to him, then he saw himself as he was at that moment, and then, for a split second, he saw someone else. Someone he had sworn he had seen only once before.

         It was a girl, but not any normal looking girl. Her hair was very fluffy, the left half being white and the right half being black. She also had cat ears, the colors being the inverse of her hair. Along with the ears, she had a long black tail with a pointed tip, and her hands had fingers that formed into claws at the ends. The girl was wearing a mask on the left half of her face. It looked like half of a smiling face, like one of those drama masks. Her hoodie was the same as her hair, and her pants were black. She wore red converse, like Toby himself, and seemed to be looking right up at him.

         The proxy blinked a few times, but the image didn’t go away. The reflection of the girl held out one of her hands to him, and only one thought came into his head. ‘I wanna be in another place, I hate when you say you don’t understand. I wanna be in the energy, not with the enemy, a place for my head….’

         As if on cue, the brunette fell forward towards the girl and into the cold water of the lake. It didn’t take long for his nerves to shut down from the pain of the icy cold, making him completely numb as he didn’t even struggle to get back to surface as he started sinking deeper and deeper into the lake. Toby closed his eyes and allowed the air in his lungs to flow out through his mouth and his nose. He had heard that drowning hurt, and so did freezing to death, but seeing as he was completely numb due to his disorder, he didn’t care.

         Toby opened his eyes after a little bit, and he noticed he was at the bottom of the lake. His vision was darkening on the edges, and he knew he was drowning. His mind screamed for him to start swimming back up to the surface, to get fresh air and continue living, but his body refused. He wanted this, he wanted to be away from everybody once and for all. 'They don’t like me at all anyways, so why should I be around anymore….?’ The brunette let out more air, watching the bubbles float to the surface with his constantly darkening vision. 'Just a little longer, and I’ll be away from everybody forever. Just a little bit longer…’

         And with that thought, Toby blacked out from his lack of oxygen and freezing body temperature. He couldn’t explain how he felt as he drifted out of consciousness. It was a mixture of guilt, fright, and relief. Guilty for taking such a coward’s way out, nervous for what he would face in the afterlife, and relieved to finally be able to relax for once in his long, miserable life.

         Toby opened his eyes after he didn’t know how long, and he was confused. Instead of seeing the glistening water, he saw a beautiful blue sky. Instead of being numb, he felt a warm breeze moving through the air. Instead of feeling the gravely sand of the lake underneath him, he felt soft grass. “W… What…?” The brunette sat up a little, noticing that he didn’t have his goggles, mask, or hatchets. “Oh, right… I… I left those on the dock…”

         “Good to see that you’re awake,” said a sweet female voice. “It sure did take you a while to get here, Toby. Guess proxies really are tough, even when it comes to being near death. I noticed you didn’t struggle, which surprised me. Most people have second thoughts about killing themselves and try to stop it from happening.”

         The voice caught Toby’s attention and looked around for the source. What he saw was the girl he had seen in the lake water. “You… I saw you in the lake! You reached up to me in the reflection of the water!” He stood up quickly, surprised to find that his clothes weren’t waterlogged, but instead loose and dry like they usually were. “And… And I saw you during the fire I set after killing my dad and running away! But that time, you just stood there…. Who are you? Why do you show up when I’m about to die? Am I dead now?”

         The girl flicked one of her cat ears and smiled innocently. “My name is Flick, and I am a harbinger of death to those who are rather special. You were chosen to be a proxy by the Slenderman, so I was unable to accompany you during the fire and take your soul, but this time you decided to fully kill yourself, so I could finally take you. I could sense that you purely wanted to die, so I decided to help you along by coaxing you into the water. Before you ask about where you are, you are in a place made specifically for you. You wanted to be where everything was happy and good and where you would no longer be judged, so this world is made for those wishes. You can make anybody and anything in this world to help you along in your new home.”

         Toby had to take a little while to process what he was hearing. “So… I… I’m in a weird version of heaven? Even after everything I’ve done and everybody that I killed and hurt?”

         “You could say that. This world is a heaven specifically for non-human beings like yourself and me and the rest of the creatures that you abided with in that mansion. If you need anything, feel free to call out my name. I will come to your aid, no matter what the trouble might be. You have no reason to believe that I will grow annoyed, seeing as my soul purpose is to help those who have passed.” Flick smiled again and took off into the trees.

         The brunette sat down in the grass again and smiled. “I’m finally free… I’m finally alone.. I…” He used his imagination to make a house like the one he had grown up in, but brighter and happier. After a little bit, his mother and sister opened the front door, smiled and gestured for him to come inside.“I finally have a place for my head….”



Call Me Captain- Captain Boomerang Imagine (SMUT!)

@teambuckyxsteve requested: Hi, can you write a Captain Boomerang imagine where Y/N joins the Squad willingly to be with him and he refuses to leave her side. Could you maybe include some flashbacks of them as a couple too(smut)?

A/N: So it’s been a while since I’ve written smut so I don’t know how good this is.


“What the hell have you done to my husband?” I said walking over to the soldier and pinning him against the wall. Once I’d heard that Captain Boomerang- my husband- had had a bomb put in his neck and then been forced to join some Task Force, I was not happy. I had searched for ages until I had found them in the middle of a fight. I waited until the fight was over and then swooped in.
“Who the hell are you?”
“Hey babe!” Rick and Boomerang spoke at the same time.
“I’m going to slice your goddamn throat open.” I told him ignoring my husband and Rick’s question.
“That wouldn’t be a good idea unless you want your husbands head blown off.” I stood for a second still holding him until I let go.
“I want in.” I told him.
“I want to be a member of this squad or whatever.”
“So I can be with my husband.”
“Fine but don’t do anything stupid or he gets blow up.” He said pointing at Boomer.

“Hey Captain.” I greeted him after Rick had told me all the rules.
“Hey Y/N.” He walked over and kissed you on the lips.
“I missed you Y/N. Are you sure you’re going to be safe?”
“I’m fine Boomer I mean I was the master behind all our robberies.” Aside from the last one.

“Boomer I don’t want you going on a mission by yourself.” You told him.
“I’ll be fine besides I’m not going by myself, I’ll have that guy there and once I’ve got rid of him we’ll have all the money and you’ll be in no danger.”
“Fine but you better get me an actual ring. We’ve been married for almost half a year and I still only have a fucking blue tack ring.” You knew he was robbing a diamond exchange so they’d likely have a ring which Boomer could take.
“Okay, good luck, babe.” I kissed him.

I heard a knock on the door and immediately sprang up. It had been over 24 hours since Boomer had left and he still hadn’t return so this had to be him. I opened the door and saw a police officer stood there.
“Are you Mrs Harkness?” The officer asked. 
“I am. Why, what’s wrong?”
“Can I come in?”
“Of course officer, please sit down.” I pointed at the sofa.
“We found you husband robbing a diamond exchange last night. Did you know anything about this?”
“What? George? A burglar? Are you sure you got the right man?” You said faking surprise for fear that I’d be caught to.
“Yes mam we’re sure. I’m sorry you had to find out this way.”
“Oh God my husband.” I said faking tears.
“It’s okay.”

“Boomer! Watch out!” I yelled as one of the creatures stabbed him. He fell to the ground and I ran over to him in fear that I’d lost him forever. He saw the knife sticking out his chest and then suddenly he sat up and pulled the knife out along with a big wad of cash. I sighed in relief and threw my arms around him. “I thought you were dead!” I yelled.
“Can’t get rid of me that easily.” He said stroking my hair.
“If you died I don’t know what I’d do.”
“Well I’m allowed to die until I at least give you your real ring.” He said pulling a ring out one of his many pockets.
“It’s perfect.” I smiled, taking it and slipping it on. I leaned in and kissed him.
“I missed this.”
“I miss the nights in bed more.” I smirked.
“Oh I definitely miss those more. It’s a pity we can’t get a bed right now.”
“I wish we could Boomer but I like having your head attached to your body.”
“So do I.”
“Well let’s go before we end up dead.”

“Jesus Boomer! You’re soaked get off me!” I yelled as my fiancé laid on top having just come in from the inside.
“I don’t think I will. It was raining and now I’m cold and you’re warm.” It was rare that Boomer acted like this but occasionally his romantic and childish side would come out. This was the side of him I loved more than anything
“If you don’t get off me I’ll kill you.”
“And who would be more upset by that.”
“Well certainly not me.” I smirked.
“You’re so beautiful.” He said looking down at me.
“So are you.”
“I’m beautiful?”
“Oh you know what I mean. Now are you going to do anything or just lie on top of me in soaking wet clothes.” He smirked at my comment before taking off both his jackets and kissing me. 
“You sure you’re ready for this?”
“Not like it’s the first time.” I pulled his shirt over his head and ran my hands down his chest.
“You’re amazing.” He told me. I pulled him down to meet my lips and he started to unbutton my shirt, throwing it over my shoulders. He kissed between my breasts and then undid my bra. “Perfect.” He said moving down even further, leaving a trail of hickeys behind him.
“Jesus.” I moaned. He pulled down my pyjama shorts and underwear and the same time leaving me completely naked. He kissed all around my thighs. “Captain, don’t tease.”
“I love it when you call me that.” He spoke and then he started licking me making me moan. 
“Captain.” I moaned out barely able to say it from the pleasure I was feeling. I started grinding my hips against his face. “Don’t stop.” I knew I was going to come soon, he always made me come fast. “Captain, I’m going to come soon.” I spoke, I was moaning uncontrollably when suddenly he stopped making me whine.
“Don’t want you to be done so fast.” He told me, pulling himself up and kissing me on the lips.
“Well then get fully naked.” I said pulling his jeans down, and then his underwear. I then flipped us over so I was top and grinded my hips against his.
“Babe you shouldn’t tease me.” 
“I’m not teasing.” I smirked. He flipped us back over and pushed himself into me, making us both moan. He leaned down and started kissing and sucking on my neck, making the pleasure unbearable.
“Y/N fuck.” He moaned out. “You’re so amazing.”
“Captain I’m so close.”
“Same baby.” He said, moving faster. Making me moan more.
“Captain.” I said as I came. He soon followed after me moaning loudly. He pulled himself out of me and then laid down next to me, wrapping one arm around me.
“I love you.” He told me, I was so tired that I just smiled and mumbled, not able to reply.

The Eve Of  A New Year.

Pairing: Leonard x reader

Cast: Leonard, Y/N,  Uhura, Jim, Spock, and Scotty

Titled: The Eve Of A New Year 

Word Count: 2,194

Warnings: language (very minor), Star Trek feels, Leonard fluff, Bones feels etc. 

A/N: 2017 is not that far off my friends and who wouldn’t want to spend New Year’s Eve with your favorite characters from Star Trek. And I know today is not New Years Eve but still.  

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Ah New Years. 

The Star Fleet had you and the rest of your main crew stationed on the star ship, Enterprise have the weekend off. Even though, you were on a five year mission you still got a few days off in between. You spent all of the time throughout the year together but you still wanted to celebrate the fact of the new year, together. There was no one else you would rather be with it. 

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Ease My Mind - Part 8

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky Barnes is your best friend and, of course, you’re in love with him. But apparently Bucky is just fine with your platonic relationship - you’re going to have to do something about that.

Warnings: violence

A/N: i really really really love this part…. hopefully you guys do as well! theres only one or two parts left in this series :( im gonna try and make them good ones for you all :)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7

Nat waits until you’re both in position for your recon mission before bringing it up. It’s hot as balls in Jakarta and you pulled the short straw, so you’re stationed outside on a rooftop with your sniper rifle digging into your shoulder while Nat gets to watch from an air conditioned hotel room. You’re surveying an influential businessman who has expressed a little too much interest in AIM, and you’re already getting sick of watching this guy eat his expensive lunch and throw back whiskey like it’s water with his other rich businessman friends.

With sweat dripping in your eyes and your rifle scope fogging up, you’re really not in the mood to examine your colossal fuck up back at the Compound. Nat has other ideas.

“Sooooo,” she drawls over comms, halfway through hour two of recon. You sigh. At least you got an hour and a half of peace before the interrogation started. “Care to explain why you kissed Bucky like you’re a suburban married couple?”

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My Bad

A/N: @an-abundance-of-marvel I hope you like it Andy!

The Request:  Hey Cindy, could you write a Pietro x reader where they always flirt but one day when Steve gets back from a mission and the reader is super excited to see him again and Pietro gets jealous and in the midst of their argument he admits his feelings for her and how deep they really are

Pairing: Pietro x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 936

Originally posted by better-than-words1

“Good morning, Dragoste.” Pietro’s voice drifted into your ears causing a smile to curve on your lips. He walked into the kitchen, eye’s still half-lidded as his hand rubbed the sleep from his eyes, but that didn’t make him anymore awake.

“Good morning Handsome,” you hummed in reply not turning around as you continued to make yourself some breakfast. You felt warmth at your back and then felt arms wrap around you from behind and a head rested on your shoulder.

“Mm, I wake up everyday just to hear you speak to me.” Your cheeks tinted pink at his words and you couldn’t help your smile from growing. Pietro and you had this thing where you always flirted bluntly, but you guys weren’t together. Not that you wouldn’t mind being together.. You had been harboring a major crush on him for a while but you never made it to the point of do something about your feelings for him.

“I wake up for Natasha’s muffins,” you giggled in reply bumping your hip to his so he would move out of your way.

“Which type of muffins? The one she makes or the ones she’s born with?” A laugh bubbled from your lips as you tilted your head back amused. You couldn’t believe he really said that, a smirk made it’s way on your lips.

“What if I say both?” You questioned turning to him then, raising a brow at him. You both share a shit eating grin.


“Did it hurt?” Pietro questioned randomly as you laid lazily on the common room couch. You looked up from your book, meeting his gaze with confusion.

“What?” You questioned tilting your head to the side and raising an eyebrow at the older Maximoff twin. A childish smirk played at his lips and his eyes sparkled with amusement.

“Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?” He questioned again as he smiled widely at you. You snorted, you should have known he was going to say this from the start. You shook your head ‘no.’ and his eyebrows raised.

“It hurt when I crawled from the gates of hell though,” You commented winking as he let out a laugh that had your heart swelling with love.


“Pietro, can you hold this for a second?” You asked running up to him as he walked down the hall.

“Sure,” he smiled holding his hand out causing your smile to grow. Your hand went to his and you kept it there a cheeky grin playing on your lips as you began to swing his hand back and forth as you guys walked.

“What-” but he suddenly stopped himself when he realized what you just done. You tricked him into holding your hand. He chuckled shaking his head from your actions but laced his fingers with yours. Your hand fitting perfectly with his.

You both displaying huge smiles as you held hands all the way to the training room.


Hey Friday, when will Steve be back from his mission with Nat?” You questioned out loud as you walked into the kitchen.

“Mr. Steve Rogers shall be back at seven,” the female A.I.’s voice sounded in your room and your smile immediately grew. Steve was going to be home just in time.

“Why do you want to know when Steve comes back?” Pietro’s voice had you snapping your attention to him. He sat down at the kitchen counter popping a grape in his mouth.

“Because we have a date,” you informed and suddenly Pietro choked on the grape coughing in shock. “Whoa, Pietro!” You gasped your eyes widening as you rushed to him. He quickly dismissed you, waving his hand as he took a gulp of water.

“What?!” He questioned once he sat his water back down. “You have a date? With Capsicle?” His words made you frown but you nodded ‘yes.’

“Is that hard to believe?” And he quickly shook his head.

“No, but why would you want to go on a date with Steve? He’s like a hundred years old!” Pietro exclaimed shaking his head at you.

“So what if he’s like hundred? What does that have to do with anything?” Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

“Y/N, you shouldn’t be dating him! You should be dating me!” Pietro blurted causing your eyes to widen. What? You thought taken aback from his words. Pietro’s eyes widen as well, he seemed to realize what he had just said.

“What?” You whispered out loud this time and watched as he ran a hand through his hair.

“It’s you, Y/N. It’s always been you, can’t you see?” He confessed finally after a moment of silence. “Don’t you wonder why I’m always flirting with you?” He took a step towards you then. “I mean, I thought you felt the same way..”

He turned then, ready to leave but you quickly stopped him. When he was facing you, you crashed your lips to his. His arms wrapped around you immediately, pulling you closer as you smiled in the kiss. “I feel the same way,” you mumbled once you guys pulled apart your foreheads resting against one another.

“So will you cancel your date with Spangles?” Pietro asked a smile on his lips and you couldn’t help the laugh that escaped your lips.

“Piet, it wasn’t like a date “date,” we have a show we watch together and tonight we were going to watch it ..as friends.” Pietro’s cheeks tinted in pink as he blushed.

“Oh.” He muttered and you giggled again. “My bad.”

“Yeah, your bad.” You laughed pressing your lips to his again smiling.

Weekly Voltron Fic Recs #1

I have decided to start doing a new thing. On Friday or Saturday I will make a rec list for all the fics I’ve read and enjoyed that week (and haven’t recced before). I have a tendency to read on mobile at work and then not comment, even when I really really love something, so hopefully reccing to my Voltron-loving followers will help make up for that. Please, if you read these fics and enjoy ‘em, tell the authors so. If we want more stories like these, we have to encourage them. As always, Gen unless otherwise noted.

Waiting Room by GemmaRose
Words:  3,033
Author’s Summary:  When a fight ends badly, Hunk is hurt and needs more medical attention than a cryo-pod can provide. Luckily for the paladins, they’re close to home.
My Comments: Really lovely future fic in which the paladins have been fighting together for over a year. Told from Lance’s POV as he fights to get Hunk medical attention, then has to wait for news with the others. The author does a great job of making everyone feel a little older, and a little harder, and a whole lot closer. I want a lot more. This could go 20k+, easy.

In Need of Something Good Right Now by BossToaster (ChaoticReactions)
Words:  3,741 (WIP)
Author’s Summary:  5 times someone held Shiro’s hand.
My Comments: A work in progress, but I can’t wait to rec it. The first chapter is Matt and Shiro as prisoners, and it’s heartbreaking, but there’s a touch of hope in there too. The second one is the lion kids out on a shopping expedition and Lance acting sufficiently childish enough that Shiro feels the needs to HOLD HIS HAND to stop him wandering, and it just gets better from there. Absolutely delightful.

We’re Gonna Be Alright by Emerald_Ashes
Words:  1,848
Author’s Summary:  When you’re lacking the familiar comforts of home, life is usually better with fresh baked cookies. Even when you’re at the edge of the galaxy.
My Comments: I already recced this when someone told me about it in my askbox, but it’s worth reccing again. Hunk is upset and Lance comforts him, and it feels very, very canon. They’re such sweet summer boys.

Space Dad (and other stories) by Raberba girl (Raberba_girl)
Words:  11,036
Author’s Summary:  New story: Team Voltron has been hopelessly separated. Lance & Hunk are captured by aliens and told to either sing or die.
My Comments: This is marked as WIP, but all the chapters are separate stories, and they’re all absolutely worth reading and enjoying. Again, I especially loved Hunk and Lance. Their friendship is beautiful and important. Can’t wait to see a LOT more of it in Season 2 (fingers crossed).

Thread the Needle by Emerald_Ashes
Words:  2,258
Author’s Summary: "That’s what happens when one goes on an impromptu mission into space with only a single set of clothes.“ After many weeks in space, the paladins are finally granted some real downtime. Lance has some reparations to make to his wardrobe.
My Comments: LANCE MAKES FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS AND TEACHES KEITH. What else do you need to know?

Blood Brothers by ptw30
Words:  8,625
Author’s Summary:  Keith was an orphan. Shiro was a legend. Before they formed the head and right arm of Voltron, they were family.
My Comments: Again, marked as WIP, but all the chapters are separate stories. I really, really like this view of Keith and Shiro’s relationship and how important they are to each other. Just makes it all the worse when Shiro vanishes, of course.

Sleepy Paladin’s by FallenQueen2
Words:  2,668
Author’s Summary:  The Lions find Paladin’s in various states of sleep around the Castle and the one time they managed to herd them together in the same room.
My Comments: Okay yes I have a HUGE weakness for the lions acting like actual cats, even if it doesn’t really make sense. I might or might not have another similar rec farther down the list. Also there is a paladin cuddle pile in this, so. Two huge weaknesses in one.

Tight Spaces by Emerald_Ashes
Words:  2,716
Author’s Summary:  Set after "Crystal Venom”, the castle is slowly being brought back into working order after the corruption in the ship’s systems. Coran has a training exercise planned to serve as a test that is supposed to be simple, and easy. But with Lance things are never easy, although this time it’s really not his fault.
My Comments: Mmm, yeah, Lance having a panic attack. This is really well-written and heart-wrenching, and everyone is very supportive in the end. I may have read this more than once. Or twice.

Lance and the Blue Lion by Plagg
Words:  601
Author’s Summary:  Lance and his lion have a bonding moment when he discovers she makes a great jungle gym. Blue might not appreciate it quite as much, though.
My Comments: Oh, hey, another fic with a lion acting cat-like. I did say there might be more. ::innocent blink:: This is short but incredibly adorable.

You stole a BABY?! by genericfanatic
Words:  24,324
Author’s Summary:  The castle ship has a new stowaway, and Keith and Lance must figure out how to take care of them without alerting the rest of the crew.
My Comments: Warning for child abuse, though it’s in the past. But yeah, this is a great angsty, h/c fic with endgame Klance but more importantly, Keith and Lance taking care of an adorable alien child. It’s well thought-out and plotted, and I enjoyed it from beginning to end. Loved Lance being smart and analytical with his research and Keith showing his fighting chops in an unfamiliar situation, too.

Like trust falls from towers by kinosternon
Words:  16,528
Author’s Summary:  A collection of drabbles, focusing mainly on the team getting gradually closer to one another.
My Comments: I LOVE ALL OF THESE SO MUCH. Every single one is a gem. Some made me giggle, some made me hurt, some made me think. I mainly decided to make a rec list because of this one, honestly. I couldn’t sit on it any longer. READ THIS. It deserves so many comments.

Mini Lions by earthstar
Words:  5,100
Author’s Summary:  Lance was getting use to a lot of weird things, sitting a miniature version of his own lion on his chest was one thing he never expected.
My Comments: Okay, the last one with cat-like lions, I swear. Okay, no, it’s just the last one I’ve read so far. Everyone is RIDICULOUSLY ADORABLE. Mini Blue is just as much of a troublemaker as Lance, Keith teaches the space mice how to swordfight, and Shiro gets a buddy to help him through the bad nights.

American Singer (G-Dragon Scenario)

Requested by anonymous

So sorry for the wait, darling! Here you finally have it ^^ Enjoy~

Summary: You’re a popular singer from the US, who’s asked to collaborate with BIGBANG. You befriend all of them but Ji Yong. However, over time, he developed feelings for you and tries to leave hints about it, but you remain oblivious.

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Drawn together by Love(Arno X Assassin!Reader)

Okay, so my french maybe a little rusty; it’s been six months since I last studied the language, so here’s my best attempt. Enjoy! 


You had been friends with Arno Dorian since you had both been introduced by your fathers when you were just infants. Both his father and yours were as close as can be, usually leaving the two of you together when they needed to have their frequent meetings with the King of France.

The strong sibling bond grew as you began to spend more time with Arno than your own father. Most days, Arno and yourself would be found exploring the grounds of the most elaborate houses and castles while your fathers were busy - this however, were usually followed by a scolding from guards, servants or others, for wandering into a restricted area.

It seemed to be the habits of both of you to go looking for trouble - and to find it.

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anonymous asked:

ohwaaa this shy s.o. bath scenario was greaaaat!! thank you so much for making my day with your request <3 could i get a scenario with kyoya and byakuran and mukuro and alaude where their s,o. tells them that they are pregnant and how would the boys react? 0////0 (awww sorry are there too many characters? sorry if so q..q)

Oh, thank you so much.  I’m glad you liked it.  I’m still not sure how Mukuro’s ended up like that…  And your request is perfectly fine - I don’t really have a limit on characters.  I mean if you ask for 20 or something I might take a while to do it.  I also won’t do characters just in the manga at this point, since I haven’t read it yet.
And I’d like to apologize for the behemoth that Hibari’s and Mukuro’s became…

Hibari:  You stared into the cup of tea that was sitting on the low table in front of you, wondering how you would ever be able to tell your carnivore about your condition.  You and him had never talked about having children.  Sure you might have told him a few times how you would one day love to be a parent, but he had only ever responded with his “Hn” and that was that.  Now you had to tell him that you were two and a half months pregnant with not only one child but two.  And on top of that, you were going to tell him on the day that he returned from a month and a half mission for Tsuna.  Taking a deep breath, you went over another time aloud what you were going to tell your husband when he got back to your home, “Hibari, I’m pregnant.”  Unfortunately for you, you had been so focused on your own thoughts that you hadn’t realized the door behind you had slid open until you heard, “Hn.  What was that, omnivore?“  Eyes wide, you turned quickly around, spilling your hot tea all over your hands. Letting out a yelp, you met your husband’s cool, grey eyes focused intently on your face.  The mixture of the pain, the shock, and your own fear caused tears to start welling  up in your eyes before you focused them on the ground, only seeing Hibari’s feet as he walked to in front of you before crouching down.  Gently he lifted your chin, ”Why are you crying, omnivore?”  His gentle tone, a tone you had never actually heard from him before - including on the day you had been married - only caused you to sob harder.  “It’s nothing,” you tried to reassure him, pulling away from his grasp to swipe at your eyes, “it’s just the hormones.”  You didn’t even bother trying to cover up what you had just said - it’s not like Hibari would fall for any half-hearted excuse you could come up with.  “Hn.  You should be happy.”  Hibari commented.  Hope filling you, you lifted your face to him, “You’re not upset?”  “Why would I be upset, carnivore?”  Hibari asked, as he pulled two  handkerchiefs from his pocket to dip in the pitcher of ice-water on the table before wrapping your burnt hands in them.  “Carnivore?”  You questioned through your drying tears.  Letting his hand drift to your stomach, “If you’re carrying a carnivore, that makes you one as well.”  “Carnivores,” you corrected.  “What?”  Hibari frowned.  “Carnivores.  As in, twins,” you told him.  “Hn.“  Making eye-contact with Hibari, you saw his gaze focused on your abdomen, as if trying to glare through your skin and see that there really were two babies growing inside of you.

Byakuran:  You stared at Byakuran, wondering if you had broken him.  For the past three minutes, he had done nothing but stare at you, blinking rapidly.  Sure, maybe you were partially to blame, you could have asked him to sit down.  In your defense, you didn’t think your partner would react quite like this when you told him that you were four months pregnant.  “Byakuran?”  You asked, getting a little worried.  What if he was upset by the news and this was why he wasn’t replying?  Maybe he didn’t want a baby and he was trying to find a way to tell you that?  Even as that horrifying thought crossed your mind, Byakuran let out a loud laugh before reaching over and picking you up, spinning you around in the air.  “Y/n-chan,” he shouted, “that is the best news in the world.“  Laughing he put you down before squatting down so that he was level with your stomach.  As he put his hands onto your not yet showing abdomen, he started talking to the child growing inside your womb - telling it to treat y/n-chan nicely and that when it comes, he would feed it lots of sweets and about the fun they would have together.  Smiling down at your partner and his childish antics, you wondered why you had ever doubted that Byakuran would be happy by this development.

Mukuro:  The little shit probably knew before you did.  You had debated for awhile on how to tell Mukuro you were pregnant.  You couldn’t figure it out though.  How to surprise an mafia illusionist in a way that wouldn’t get you killed due to his own shock.  You had briefly contemplated getting Fran or Chrome in on the surprise to help you do your own illusionary trick, but there were two issues with that.  1) Chrome would be a blushing, stuttering mess if she had to do something like that.  And 2) you absolutely refused to let an emotionless kid get involved in what should be the happiest day of your life, damn it.  Finally you decided on the most straight-forward way.  After all, as a manipulative illusionist he would not see the straightforward way coming - ha, take that you control obsessed jerk!  Okay, you’d be the first to admit that maybe you were being a little on the vindictive side - but it was all due to the hormones, which you could then blame on Mukuro.  So really, it was all Mukuro’s fault.  Marching into Mukuro’s office, you flung the door open dramatically, causing your partner to look up at you in an amused state.  “Kufufufu,” he laughed.  “Someone seems to be fired up.”  His comments only riled you even more.  You swept haughtily into the room, coming to stand on the other side of his desk.  Once there, you dropped the box in your hands on the desk in front of him.  “A present?  For me?  You really shouldn’t ha-“  Mukuro’s voice trailed off as he opened the box to see the positive pregnancy test sitting in it.  Swallowing, he looked intently up at you.  “This is true?  You’re not pulling a prank?”  The intensity in his voice startled you, causing you to start doubting yourself.  “No,” you squeaked out.  His eyes narrowed at you.  “I mean, no I’m not pulling a prank.  I really am pregnant.”  You stared in fear at his face - surely Mukuro wouldn’t be so against the idea that you or your baby would be in danger.  Unconsciously, your arms wrapped in front of your abdomen.  In a second, Mukuro was in front of you and had you turned around, sitting on the desk.  Sweeping the papers that had to be signed off and on to the floor, he kissed you passionately.  “I think this calls for a celebration,” he grinned, even as his hands started to free your heaving chest from the confines of its shirt.

Alaude:  You had decided that casually mentioning your…delicate…condition to Alaude would be the best way to go.  However as soon as dinner had started, you started thinking about ways to ply the skylark with alcohol and tell him after he was flat-out drunk.  Alaude, meanwhile, was trying to figure out why you were smiling nervously at him across the table.  He could think of no good reason why you should be nervous - unless it was upset with him.  He knew it couldn’t be that, however, your birthday had just passed, the next closest anniversary was four months out and Valentine’s Day hadn’t come yet.  On the other side of the table, you jumped guiltily as Alaude stared intensely at you, as if trying to read your mind.  You let out a nervous huff of amusement, he probably could read your mind if he tried hard enough.  As he opened his mouth, probably to accuse you of not telling him, you blurted out.  "I’m pregnant, Alaude."  Fork frozen in mid-air, he blinked at you.  Once.  Twice.  Three times.  Clearing his throat, he placed his fork down before standing up and walking over to you.  He stood at the side of your chair, reaching his hand out to help you stand.  You waited for him to say something, anything - even though it would probably be something along the lines of "leave,” knowing his views on family.  Blinking back your tears, you looked up at him, meeting his eyes.  One of his hands reached towards your eyes, brushing away the water droplets that had yet to fall.  “That is…very good news, y/n,” he said, before leaning down and kissing you sweetly.

Yep, Mukuro’s still a pervert…I swear, he can’t ever just be a nice, decent guy not that’d I’d want him anyway else

🌸 Title: The girl of the team 

🌸 Summary: what will happen to the team 7 boys when they discover that Sakura has a date? 

🌸 Notes: this is a post war fic and it happens in between the end of the war and beginning of the year Sasuke stood in the village… So Kakashi isn’t the Hokage yet. This fic was made by @katlikesweets and me. We had this idea and then puff! Here it is. I hope you like it! 



 It had been a week since their headache had started. An exact week on that exact Friday of that exact month. Never the days had been so slow before. Never a voice had been so annoying. Never a girl- a pink haired one- had been so missed by her two teammates. None of them would let her accept those kind of missions anymore. In fact, none of them would let her accept any kind of missions for a while. Sakura had been really missed by her squad during that week she had been busy in that mission. For them, it felt like she had been kidnapped for years, when, in reality, the girl hadn’t even left the village. The drama created over that was something huge. And it was all because of that boy.

The whole thing started one Friday before with his arrival. A tall blonde boy with honey colored eyes and extremely fancy clothes, who claimed to be a noble from a faraway small country. For he had heard about the efficiency of Konoha in rebuilding itself after the war, the boy came to pay the hidden Leaf a visit in order to learn a little and improve his own home based on his new discoveries. No problem so far. Naruto and even Sasuke liked to have this kind of people around the village. It meant those ideals would be spread around the world and the so desired peace would also reach more people in that post-war world. Having those kind of idealists around was, indeed, a good thing in everyone’s eyes. But, as soon as the owner of such sweet honey eyes chose the only pink haired girl of the Fire country to be his official companion while he was around, things started to get a little complicated. 

Out of so many competent ninjas in Konoha, the boy from the other country asked the Hokage specifically for the Haruno girl. Not the whole team 7 or her own medic squad. Just Sakura. That alone was already enough to ruin the mood of a certain Uchiha. Even if he knew it was just a mission and that there was no need for him to worry, Sasuke couldn’t help but getting mad whenever he spotted them together. And it happened a lot since the raven haired boy had decided to secretly accompany the girl during her mission. He was hating to get a no whenever he asked her out for lunch and he felt like killing that boy whenever he dragged Sakura away. It was starting to become a nuisance. How dared a stranger to come by and stay between them? It was not like they were dating or anything but everyone already knew about their relation. They knew they belonged together and only some crazy men who didn’t fear death dared to approach the girl. It was pissing him off, indeed. Still, he managed to keep control over his temper and hide his dissatisfaction inside. However, the same did not happen to the other original member of the team 7. 

Unlikely his best friend, Naruto didn’t mind showing how unhappy he was. His lips were constantly pouting whenever he heard the boy calling her “Sakura-chan”. Only he could do that. His hand was always carrying a fist every time they laughed and whenever he and Sasuke were following those two- yes, unlikely the Uchiha, Naruto didn’t mind admitting so-, the blonde would always make annoyed comments related to whatever the foreigner boy had just said. It seemed childish, indeed, but that was the way the great hero managed to control his overprotective impulses. Even if the pinkette wasn’t the love of his life anymore, she was his sister. His little sister that was older than him and knew how to protect herself. His little sister and precious teammate. It was not like anyone could come by and snatch her away from him. He wouldn’t allow such thing. None of them would. And that’s why, on that Friday afternoon, when her programmed kidnapping would finally reach its end, Uzumaki Naruto and Uchiha Sasuke were feeling a lot more relieved. But that relief wouldn’t last for that long. 

The two war heroes, hiding from the hot sun under the shadow of a tree, waited for their teammate to come out from the Hokage tower. The girl had been there for a considerable amount of time already and those two were surely getting tired of waiting. More than once they considered the idea of literally going after her and taking her away from that boy as fast as possible. It was surely gonna be a great solution for their problems with that stranger, yet, dragging that girl out by force would certainly cost them the arms they had left. There was no way Sakura would be happy in a situation like that. So, for fearing their teammate’s reaction, those two simply decided to wait. And they waited for a long time until, thankfully, her skin was being bathed by the sunlight once again. She was out of the building, but, unfortunately, the foreigner was still with her. 

“ what the hell!? Shouldn’t it be over already?" 

” Hn, he’s saying something to her… But I can’t hear it.“ 

” I can’t either but… Judging by her face, it’s not something she was expecting to hear-ttebayo.“ 

” Uhm… Do you think he’s being rude to her or anything?“ 

” what!? That bastard! I won’t forgive him if he makes Sakura-chan cry!“ 

”…. Let’s go to them.“ 

” Yosh!“ 

With murdering thoughts wandering around their heads, the two boys approached the girl and the boy who was beside her. As Naruto and Sasuke were slowly reaching a distance from where the foreigner’s voice was audible, those honey eyes of his coldly acknowledged the girl’s teammates presence, shutting his mouth and walking away before his voice could reach their ears. A smirk was playing on his lips, Sasuke noticed. A dirty and evil smirk that the Uchiha knew too well. And, for knowing it too well, he didn’t like it at all. There was something wrong with that boy, he knew. 

As those two finally stopped by the girl’s side, Naruto’s blue orbs followed the foreigner’s moves and made sure he was walking away. Sasuke, in the other hand, had his dark pearls set on the pink haired girl. He observed as her eyes were widened and her lips were parted and a faint blush was coloring her cheeks. Something in that talk had surely affected her. Sakura wasn’t the kind of girl to blush for anything or anyone. Even if it wasn’t a blush as strong as the ones he causes on her, just that tiny little pink coloration was already bothering Sasuke. He wasn’t definitely gonna let that boy get away with that. 

 ” what happened here?“ 

” He… He…“ 

” don’t tell me he was rude to you, Sakura-chan!“ 

” no… That’s not it…“ 

” did he not pay you?“ 

” not that… He…“ 

” is he coming back-ttebayo!?“ 

” no… He… He just…“ 

” say it already, Sakura!“ 

” he asked me out on a date.“ 

There was a weird silence after those words. A silence so indecent and unbelievable that the boys even wondered if something had been said before. It felt as if the time had stopped in the middle of a direct attack or a cliffhanger. It just didn’t seem real. It didn’t seem serious at all. And, for being who they are, Naruto and Sasuke reacted as two mature adults would.

 A wave of laughter suddenly broke the silence and the shock on Sakura’s face became an angry expression. In her understanding, there was nothing funny happening. 

” what are you two laughing about!?“ 

” haha… Come on, Sakura-chan… That boy, asking you out!? Try another one!“ 

” I’m not kidding! What would be wrong with that? Am I not good enough to be asked out on a date!?“ 

” Hn… The Dobe is right… There is no way this would happen… I mean, you two don’t even know each other.“ 

” so what? He still asked me out!“ 

” good one, Sakura-chan… You surely brought our mood up.“ 

” Naruto, I’m not joking!“ 

” Tch… It’s not funny anymore, Naruto. Hn, if that boy was really an idiot to do so, then I guess he went home pretty sad.“ Sasuke smirked. 

” uh? Why?“ ” because you refused, of course. There is no way you would say-“ 

” yes. I said yes.“ 

Another silence enveloped them but, differently from the one before, this one was shorter and, after it, only the blonde started to laugh. The joking time was over. The Uchiha didn’t find it funny at all. 

” hahaha you’re the best, Sakura-chan!“ 

” Naruto!“ 

” hey, Dobe… I think this is serious.“ 

” what?? No way! This would never happen!“

 ” I’m telling you it did! We are going out tonight for dinner!“

Naruto kept laughing and Sasuke started to glare at her. Her words were, definitely, driving him mad. 

” for dinner!? Hahaha and where is that idiot taking you?!“ 

” Naruto… Shut up…“ 

” Tch, leave me alone, Teme! Can’t you see she’s joking!?“ 

” I don’t think so…“ 

” just look at her! She’s definitely lying! Haha" 

“ shut up…" 

” besides, it’s Sakura-chan! The only one she loves is-“ 

Before the blonde could continue his sentence, his irritated best friend punched his stomach, making the blonde hug his own belly and contort his own body. That punch had definitely been stronger than it was necessary. Still, at that moment, Sasuke couldn’t care less about the intern health of Naruto’s organs. All he cared about was Sakura and the fact that she had a date. A date from which he was not a part of. 

” Teme… You bastard…“ 

” Hn.“ 

He turned his eyes to face her. Sadness and hurt filled his eyes and he didn’t even notice it. But she did. 

 ” why are you going out with him?“ 

At that time, barely the Uchiha knew how his voice or his eyes or his whole self affected her. It was quite unfair, to be honest. How come one boy could have so much effect on her? How come he made her doubt every single decision she had just made? It wasn’t fair. All Sakura wanted was to see if she could move on. She knew he would be gone again and that she was getting old for a ninja and that soon it would be time to get married and have kids and she was just tired of waiting without s single demonstration of affection. She hated him for making everything so hard. Did she even have that effect on him too? Did she even make him doubt his decisions? Yes. And in a level no one could never imagine. She just didn’t know about that. 

"Because… Because…" 

Those eyes staring deep into hers. 

” I… I…“ "You…" 

” I gotta go… I need Ino to help me changing… I-“

He held her arm before she could take any step away. 

” Sakura…“ 

The girl bit her lower lip and looked away from his eyes. There was no way she could make it while looking at them. So, after shaking her head, the pinkette apologized and, after setting herself free, she ran away from the boys. That was definitely the wrong thing to be done, yet, it was the decision she decided to make. Haruno Sakura was going on a date with that foreigner boy. But her own boys wouldn’t simply watch it from afar. 

Even if the Uchiha’s chest felt heavier, he wasn’t simply gonna let her go and have her date. Sasuke knew there was still something he didn’t know and that guy seemed suspicious and he couldn’t simply give up on her. No, this last part was already decided in his mind. He was not gonna let her escape that easily. He wouldn’t be able to live if that happened. Even if she did became happier by someone else’s side, Sasuke’s selfish heart wouldn’t accept that. He would get her back. He would go to that date. And, the blonde boy whose stomach was hurt, would also be going. 

When the Uzumaki finally recovered himself and after the two of them had their little discussion, their newest mission had started. A mission to save Sakura from a stranger. A mission to keep their girl safe and by their side. No man would lay a finger on her. No man would steal her away. Her place was in Konoha with the Kyuubi and the Sharingan. And they would be used if necessary in order to complete the mission. 

While the pinkette got ready, the two best friends did the same. Naruto and Sasuke went to search for their friends in order to get some help and some opinions about the situation. All of them heard what they had to say and all of them understood that, if Sakura’s date did work well, the pink haired girl of Konoha would no longer live in Konoha. They all understood the circumstances but, unlikely those two had imagined, none of them really helped. In their minds, as long as Sakura was happy, they didn’t mind saying goodbye to her. Even if it would be sad, everyone of their ninja friends knew that, more than anyone, Sakura deserved to be happy with someone who loved her. With someone who wouldn’t make her cry or wait. With someone who wouldn’t try to kill her. Yes, the people around Konoha were also a lot overprotective over the pinkette and, of course, they still didn’t like the Uchiha nor trusted him. So why would he be better than the other man? How would he make her happier? They didn’t know and, because of that, they also wouldn’t help. Great comrades, Naruto thought. Still, just because people wouldn’t help, it didn’t mean they would give up. They were still the team 7 boys and, as the team 7 boys, they wouldn’t need help. At least they wouldn’t admit they needed it. 

Apart from Naruto and Sasuke, Sai was also called for the S ranked mission. After he finally stopped laughing, the social inept ninja decided that joining those two would increase his friendship levels and he would become a little more normal, according to Sasuke. But that wasn’t his only reason to be going, of course. Sai also wanted to see the man who had asked Sakura out and, if possible, make him some questions or ask for some tips since these kind of ideas had been crossing his mind a lot lately. He wanted to make sure everything went well when his time came and asking his two single teammates about such thing wasn’t really gonna be of much help. So why not asking a pro, right? 

By the time the sun was already gone and the street lights were already illuminating the whole village, the special and improvised squad was already prepared for their mission. There were too many people walking around on that warm night, which just made things a little harder for them. That whole crowd walking around them had people enough to disturb they vision and, if they weren’t careful, even make them lose the track of those two young adults. That sea of smiling people surely left those boys a little angry. But what could they do? It was Friday night, after all. It was normal for everyone to be happy and having fun. But they were not everyone and they weren’t definitely having fun. Those three were working and, after some long 15 minutes of waiting, their target had finally arrived. 

Her pink hair was easily found by his dark eyes in the middle of that horde of people. He saw her and those emerald eyes of hers and, finally, his heart skipped a beat when he saw how much effort she had put in that date. Complete make up, a white summer dress that danced below her knees and that warm smile of hers. Yes, Sakura was really the only girl who could make his heart do backflips. She was simply stunning. What on earth did that guy have that he didn’t? The lack of one arm didn’t seem to bother the pinkette and he was sure he was quite a catch among the girls of the village. So why wasn’t he the one by her side? The one by the side of the most beautiful girl his dark pearls ever captured. He wondered if she would be looking as pretty if he had been the one by her side. He hoped she would. He really hoped she would. But, in order for that to happen, he would need to get rid of that boy. He would need her to be safe. And he would make sure he saved her on that important Friday night. 

Without being noticed, the pinkette and the foreigner walked around the village towards the restaurant he had chosen for their date. After long hours of research, the one with honey eyes decided to take the girl to the most popular restaurant of the village. The restaurant where the so famous hero of the world would constantly be eating. The home of the best ramen of the world. In other words, the boy would be taking Sakura to Ichiraku. And, of course, such thing was greatly mocked by the three spies. Who on earth would take a girl to Ichiraku, right? Probably the three of them since it’s a really good place to eat and Sakura did like that ramen. But that was not the point. The couple of the night entered the place and, right behind them, Naruto, Sasuke and Sai also made their way in, hiding behind a table that was near Sakura’s. The plan was about to be put in action. 

After some time, the three boys finally managed to share the space under one of the tables. Due to the space left unoccupied by the arms that were supposed to be there, Sai was able to find a place in between those two friends. Six eyes and four arms, at last, started to observe the behavior of the said foreigner. Perhaps they could, indeed, learn something from him. 

” let me help you, Sakura-chan.“ 

 He pulled the chair so she could sit. 

” ah… Thank you. I’m not really used to this kind of courtesy.“ 

” a girl like you should always be treated like that…“ 

She chuckled and, somehow, the other three who were spying felt a certain guilt building up inside. As far as they could remember, never had they pulled the chair for her. In fact, never before had they even ordered a table. The balcony was, always, their choice and, in the end, she would even pay for them sometimes. Sakura wasn’t definitely treated as a girl around her boys and, at that moment, they started to consider changing a little the things between them. Barely did they know that the pinkette didn’t really care about it. To be honest, she even preferred it. She preferred to be around their real selves and, if being treated as a boy was the price to be paid, then she really wouldn’t mind. 

” that idiot…. Who does he think he is-ttebayo!?“ 

” Uhm… Ugly seems to be enjoying that kind of courtesy. What do you think, Traitor-kun?“ 

” Hn. I don’t care. I just… I just don’t like that he’s trying to impress her like that. Why is he even doing so?“ 

” I also don’t understand but…“ A foxy grin appeared on Naruto’s lips. ” maybe it’s time for the first part of the plan.“ 

” yep. I think we could do it as fast as possible so we can get rid of this guy and Traitor-kun can get Ugly ba-“ 

” do it already, Dobe.“ 

Activating the nine tails cloth, Naruto put in practice the first part of the plan. With a thin and imperceptible chakra arm he managed to create, the Uzumaki reached for the leg of the chair where the foreigner boy was about to sit. When his outsider butt was about to touch the wooden material of the chair, Naruto did what any grown up adult would. The Kyuubi’s vessel pulled the leg of the chair, breaking it and, consequently, making the boy with honey eyes fall dry on the floor. His face showed a slight pain, Sakura was shocked, the other clients were staring a little worried and the three authors of the crime were doing their best to suppress a laughter. For war heroes and the best ninjas in the entire world, none of them really knew the meaning of adulthood or maturity. They just knew it had been too funny and, of course, a success. Unfortunately, for those kids, the gentleman side of that honey eyed boy was, indeed, impeccable. 

” oh my god… Are you okay? Are you hurt? The chair, it simply-“ 

” I’m fine, Sakura-chan.“ He smiled, making a cute silly face while standing up and pulling another chair. ” I guess that chair suffered some injuries before me. It could have happened to anyone. Luckily it was with someone who’s accompanied by such an amazing and beautiful medic ninja.“ 

After seeing that boy winking and Sakura getting a little embarrassed, the revenge trio stopped laughing and couldn’t help but getting extremely mad. Apparently, it would take them more than that to defeat that teammate kidnapper enemy. 

 "Tch… Nice work, Dobe." 

” Ugly has definitely liked his acting.“ 

” shut up you two! It’s not like you can make it better-ttebayo!“ 

” Hn. I can.“ 

The Uchiha smirked. And, just by that smirk, it was possible to tell what was crossing his mind. Pointy kunais, blood and, perhaps, a dead body under his foot while he held the girl in his arm. Typical. Too bad the Uzumaki was against killing. 

” …. For the last time, Teme, we are not killing him.“ 

” … Who said anything about killing?“ 

” we are not gonna threaten him either.“ 

” Tch.“ 

” traitor-kun, you really want to get arrested, don’t you? I didn’t know you had a fetich for prisons. Maybe Ugly’s intimate visits are gonna be more exciting than your own house, right?“ 

” shut up, you weirdo!“ 

He glared at Sai. The sharingan clearly visible on his eyes. 

” stop it, you two! You can fight later. For now, we need to take care of that bastard.“ 

” Hn. Any ideas?“ 

” I have one… Ladies are usually scared by rats… But Sakura wouldn’t really be scared because she isn’t really a lady. But, maybe, for being the sensitive one of the relation, this guy will be frightened and run away from here.“ 

” it sounds interesting…“ 

” uh? And how are we gonna get the rats?“ 

” easy. I’ll draw them.“ 

” Uhm… Yosh! I’m counting on you, Sai!“ 

That fake smile of the artist was the last beautiful thing that was seen before many ink pests started to run around the place. People were running and screaming, women were standing over the tables and, as expected, the pinkette was still unaffected. Of course she was disgusted by that view but, for being who she is, no scream came from her mouth. While her date was doing his best not to fall, her green eyes were coldly observing those animals in order not to touch them. And that was the one thing those boys should have foreseen. 

For Sakura was carefully analyzing the situation, she saw that the rodents were not made of flash and blood. They were made of black and white ink and she knew there was only one person in the whole village capable of doing such thing. She was definitely going to murder Sai for doing so. She was going to make him pay for destroying her dinner. He would better get prepared to face her fury alone, or that was what she thought before her emeralds finally spotted her two other laughing friends. Apparently, more than one idiot was about to get spanked that night. And what a pleasant feeling it was going to be. 

” Naruto… Sasuke… Sai….“ 

Her murderous tone quickly killed their laughter, sending shivers down their spines. Maybe that joke would be their last. And the pinkette was the one who would laugh last. 

” S-Sakura-chan….“ 

” …. Sa-Sakura… What a coincidence.“ 

” hello, Ugly! I hope your failed dinner makes you want to go home. In this case, can I ask your partner some questions?“ 

”…. I’m going to kill you all! How dare you do this to me!?“ 

” it’s for your own good, Sakura. He’s not the one for you.“ 

” then who is it?!“ 


” Tch… I won’t forgive any of you.“ She said, lifting her fist. 

” ahh! I still need to become Hokage, dattebayo! I’m too young to die! Kill them, Sakura-chan! Kill them!“ 

” Naruto, you bastard! Hn… Just to remind you, I’m the last Uchiha… So, if you are really gonna kill someone, kill my replacement.“ 

” me? But I didn’t do anything… Besides, it wouldn’t be something polite for a lady to do during her date. Unless you are a Gorilla… Then it’s understandable.“ 

” shut up, Sai! You’re gonna get us all killed!“ 

The boys’ discussion about who deserved to die or not was of no use. In the end, all of them won a purple eye and were quickly- and literally- kicked out of the restaurant along with all of the ink creatures that were created by Sai. The Haruno girl, erupting like a volcano, refused to let those three destroy her night and her chances of a normal relationship. She wouldn’t let them take such thing away from her. But, what she didn’t know, was that none of her boys would be taking anything away from anywhere or anyone. He would. 

With shame decorating her features, the pink haired girl returned inside to meet with the one who has suffered the consequences of her friend’s acts. Sakura knew he wouldn’t want anything with her anymore and that he was certainly gonna presume she was as insane as her friends. So, as a way of being polite, she decided to, at least, apologize in the name of the whole team 7. At least that she could give him. Barely she knew that, at that time, the boy with honey eyes couldn’t care less about an apology. He wanted something more. And he would make sure to get it. 

” I-I’m really sorry for what happened. I don’t know what’s got into them…“ 

” don’t worry, Sakura-chan… You don’t have to apologize. I understand that they were jealous of you… Who wouldn’t, to be honest?“ 

”… Aren’t you mad?“ 

” mad? Why would I?“ He chuckled. ” I even enjoyed seeing you in action… I bet you got really tired, didn’t you?“ 

” oh… Ahh… Not really.“ She smiled weakly. 

” well… Before the whole rats thing, the drinks were served…. Mind joining me for a toast to celebrate this funny night?“ 

He said, lifting a glass of champagne towards her. That boy, she thought, he really knew how to treat a girl. He was so polite and so kind and so caring. Perhaps destiny really had sent her something good, after all. That boy did seem to be perfect. Then why her heart was hurting so much? Why was her head still thinking about those dark eyes? She didn’t know. Actually, she did. She knew really well about those reasons but, since she had chosen to move on and forget, Sakura decided to leave that pain aside. Even knowing it could kill her. 

Once her hands accepted the offer, the two of them made a toast and, consequently, took the glasses to their lips. The drink tasted weird, indeed, and her face couldn’t help but reacting to such taste. Maybe it was because she was not used to any kind of alcoholic things. Maybe that or that boy had just put something on her drink. But that was not possible for a guy like that, right? Wrong. Definitely wrong. 

” something wrong with your drink?“ 

” … No… I don’t know. Maybe it’s because I’m still stressed.“ 

” nah…“ He smiled. ” the reason for that is because I’ve added a little thing in it.“ 

” what? What kind of joke is that?“ She chuckled. 

” nope. It’s something that will paralyze your moves in… 10 seconds after the ingestion.“ 

Her breathing started to get slow. 

”…. I said it’s not funny anymore.“ 

” and who said I wanted you to laugh, dear?“ 

With a smirk on his face, he watched as the effect started to spread around her body. The glass fell from her hand, breaking into many pieces and her hands started to shake. Her moves were, indeed, blocked. Her mind, even if it was working perfectly and cursing everything and everyone around her, couldn’t do anything if her body wouldn’t move. Damn that bastard. She had fallen for the oldest trick in the book and all because of those three and that whole thing of trying to prepare for the future and those honey eyes that wouldn’t let her doubt that boy. Sakura was definitely in a huge trouble. And the worst part was knowing that it was all because she didn’t hear her friends. 

Knees on the ground and her lower part had stopped moving as well. Punches and kicks were definitely out of choice at that moment and if her own chakra didn’t get rid of that substance in the next moments, then no one knew what would happen to her. Actually, he knew. 

” y-you bastard… I-I’m gonna kill you!“ 

” oh, Sakura-chan…“ He held her chin up. ” you don’t have a saying in here… But, because I’m still waiting for my men to come and pick us up, I think you should know what’s going to happen.“ 


” you see… I do belong to a small country that would love Konoha’s help for developing. We don’t have money, or leadership or even health care. After I was sent in this mission, one idea came to my mind in order to solve all these three problems. If I brought the world’s best medic nin with me, then my people would have health care. If I married her, they would surely make me their leader. And having you around would surely bring money to everyone. You’re quite a catch, Haruno Sakura-chan.“ 

” you’re not going away with that… My friends will come for me! You won’t leave the village so easily!“ 

” you’re right… I certainly won’t if I go alone. But, since you’re coming with me and I told the Hokage I would be convincing you to follow me, there won’t be any problem.“ 

” you son of a-“ 

” nah nah nah… Language, future wife. It’s almost time for them to be here.“ 

” when this effect is gone, be sure I’m gonna make you pay!“ 

” by the time it happens, I think we will already be in a carriage towards my village. There are a lot more of this paralyzing thing there waiting for you.“ 

” fuck you! You can’t drug me, you bas-“ 

Fast, sharp and dry was how that slap hit her face, throwing her body to the ground. Finally, after a whole week of pretending, the real facade of that boy was showing up. He was evil and ambitious and surely a professional tricker. Sakura was hating herself at that moment and that slap surely didn’t hurt as much as knowing how pathetically she had failed. Perhaps she did deserve to be kidnapped and leave Konoha and the team 7. They didn’t deserve a ninja like her. They didn’t deserve a ninja who trusted a foreigner after just a week. They didn’t deserve such s shame. At least that was what she though while laying with her cheek on the floor. Poorly she knew that deserving her and needing her were two different things. And you bet they needed her. They all did. 

” it’s time for us to go, Sakura-chan!“ 

The boy cheerfully said, lifting her up and throwing her body over his shoulder. Such position, indeed, seemed suspect. But, since the boy was planning on having his guards waiting for him just outside the restaurant, he figured there wouldn’t be a problem. So, exiting the place, his honey eyes started to look around for his minions. Unfortunately, instead of his 10 strong and tall men, the boy found the three familiar faces that had been plotting against him the whole night. In between them, a pair of red eyes staring directly at him. Eyes so cold and burning. Eyes that were bloodthirsty and eyes that could easily kill a person. And those eyes weren’t his only problem. 

” well well well… I think someone doesn’t fear death.“ 

The Uchiha said, coldly observing his teammate’s condition. His face was far from pleased. 

” Sasuke… I do think it’s time for us to use your idea.“ 

An orange glowing suit was covering the blonde boy and, judging by how his teeth were clenched, something big was about to happen. 

” put her down, now.“ 

Even the calm and perfectionist artist seemed more than simply angry with those beasts standing behind him. Perhaps the boy with honey eyes shouldn’t have messed with one of Konoha’s most precious flowers. 

” I-I… Sakura-chan passed out suddenly. I guess those rats scared her a little too much, right?“ 

” shut up and do as he said. Put her down.“ He activated the mangekyo. ” now.“ 

” I-I… Calm down, gentlemen. No need to be that scary around me.“ 

” scary? You haven’t seen anything yet. Just wait until the Hokage gets here. She’s gonna make you wet your pants if she sees you trying to kidnap her apprentice.“ 

He gulped. 

” oi… Dobe, I’m getting impatient here. Can I just kill him?“ 

” no. Just killing him won’t make him understand how stupid he was.“ 

” Hn.“ 

With his heart beating as fast as possible, the one with honey eyes started to sweat cold. At that moment, he didn’t know which of them was worse. Even if he wasn’t a sensorial ninja, the amount of power emanating from them was huge. The power from the one on his back was also really strong even if the substance he had given her made it lower. Perhaps he would need a life supply of that substance if he was really going to follow his plan. That boy had, indeed, been really stupid. And, for what it seemed, he was about to pay for that stupidity. 

” t-there is no need to worry… Here.“ 

He placed her carefully on the ground behind him and lifted his hands. 

” now that everything is fine, I guess we can all go home, right?“ 

A shadow quickly came behind him. 

” Sakura…“ 

” Sasuke… I… Hn.“ 

It was the raven haired boy and he was making sure Sakura was fine. For she had been too quiet, he wanted to make sure it wasn’t another trick. And, indeed, it wasn’t. The one behind that boy was the real Sakura. She was fine at first sight even if her pride seemed to be hurt. But, after observing a little more, the Uchiha realized that there was more than just her pride hurt. On her face- her angelical face- a red hand mark was fully visible. And that hand mark would surely be his death sentence. 

” how dared you….?“ 

He said, slowly standing up. 

” what happened, Teme?“ 

” you…“ He held the boy by the collar of his shirt. ” you hit her. You did the one unforgivable thing to the one I care the most. The last one who did so had his arms broken. But you…“ He tightened the grip. ” I’m gonna make you suffer until you beg me to kill you!“ 

” I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I made a huge mistake! Don’t kill me, sr! Please! Have mercy!“ 

” mercy? I’m an avenger. I know no mercy!“ 

” you shouldn’t have touched Sakura-chan, you bastard! You’re gonna pay for it!“ 

” you are really no man to do such thing to a girl!“ 

” you’re dead! Amater-“ 

” stop it now, Sasuke.“ 

"Uh?” Saving the outsider at the last moment, a gray haired man and another with a creepy face also joined the party. Since their expressions seemed to be calm and controlled, the foreigner allowed himself to release a relieved sigh. Apparently his life had been saved by that man. A man who would earn his complete devotion. A man who would receive a prize in that small country of his. A man who, without the honey eyed boy knowing, was the future Hokage and the sensei of the girl he had tried to kidnap. Well, saved wasn’t the best choice of words. 

“ Kakashi. Don’t stop me." 

” Kakashi-sensei! This bastard is trying to kidnap Sakura-chan!“ 

” oh… So that’s why those men were waiting outside the village… Uhm. You would need more than just that to hold my student.“ The gray haired man smiled under his mask. ” luckily, for you, we already made sure to take care of them so they wouldn’t die by her hands.“ 

” eh!? M-My men…“ 

” Kakashi-senpai, should we take this one to Tsunade-sama too?“ 

” I don’t know… Apparently, the boys are having fun with him. Let’s just leave him here.“ 

” what!? No! No! I beg you! Take me with you! Take me to the Hokage! Anything but this boys!“ 

” oh, so the boys are out?“ 

A voice coming from behind the Uchiha suddenly appeared. A murderous voice that rose along with the body of a pink haired girl. At last, the effect had dissipated and she could move her body as she pleased. Her fists were up, her eyes were burning and the Uchiha had released the foreigner. Haruno Sakura was extremely pissed. Perhaps, being burned alive wouldn’t have been that bad. 


A fully charged punch and the boy was sent almost a kilometer away. His body broke walls and fences and, definitely, many bones. Yet, Sakura did not punch him trying to kill him, no. She knew the Hokage would still want to torture him a little more and killing was not something she would easily do anymore. Those were peaceful times, after all. Having all the possible kinds of fractures would be already enough to teach him never to try to kidnap or marry her again. He surely learned the lesson. And her teammates also made a note never to try anything against her if they wanted to live. 

 Once the dust settled and the pinkette cleaned her hands, she smiled at her friends. Those who had been quiet ever since the second broken wall, after seeing such beautiful thing in her face, couldn’t help but feeling lighter inside and happy to know they were all on the same side. They were a family, after all. And breaking constructions with family isn’t something her nindo allows. 

” well…“ Kakashi was the first to speak up. ” I guess he won’t come back that soon… Sakura, you did give him a good punch.“ 

He smiled at her, giving her a thumb up. 

” thank you, Kakashi-sensei!“ 

” senpai… Maybe we should go after him…“ 

” you’re right, Yamato… And you will probably have to fix some houses…“ 

” I know…“ 

” sorry about that, Yamato-taichou…“ 

” it’s okay…“ He sighed. ” the most important thing is that you’re okay, Sakura. Now I better start.“ 

” I’ll go report this to the Hokage. Have fun you four. Try not destroying anything anymore. See ya.“ 

As fast as those two arrived they were gone. Showing support was not really their forte but, even if none of them hugged her or cried out of concern, they all knew how worried those two former ANBU were. Losing Sakura would have killed them inside. They wouldn’t be able to forgive themselves for not being able to stop the bandit who tried to steal their little girl. Even if that little girl had the strength of a monster, she was still their pupil and the only girl of the team 7. She was surely a special student and they were proud of her. They were proud of the woman she had become. And, somehow, she knew about that. She really knew how dear she was to those two butter-hearted jounin. If only the others thought the same… 

” I’m so happy they came… It was so cool, right guys?“ 

Turning her eyes to see her three boys was, by far, her biggest mistake of the night. Instead of happy and relieved faces, all the pinkette found were cocky smirks and challenging eyes. Those boys really knew nothing about how to treat a girl. They knew nothing about feeling relieved or just happy. But you bet they knew about revenge and pay backs. And, at that time, the said girl would surely need help for those three were about to demand their prize for having saved her life. 

” really cool, uh… Well, I’m glad none of us did go away after you kicked us out, Sa-ku-ra…“ 

” Uhm… I guess you own us something, Ugly.“ 

” yes… And you better do it right for the heroes of your life-ttebayo.“ 

It would be useless to go against them. At that time, running away or avoiding the subject would only make things worse for her. The one thing they wanted was clearly written in their faces. They wanted something Sakura knew would be hard to give them and they knew it would take all of her courage and strength to do so. She would have to break down barriers and swallow her pride in order to guarantee her heroes the one thing they wanted the most: an apology. But not any apology, no. THE apology that would take all of her creativity to make. And just that wouldn’t mean they would accept either. Those three would surely be harsh on that judgement. Haruno Sakura would, definitely, need all of her skills to achieve the perfect apology. 

” okay okay…“ She sighed. ” I’m really really sorry for what I said and did… I should have…“ Sasuke smirked at her. ” I should have listed to you. You were right and I was wrong… I’ll never do this again. I’ll never doubt my heroes again.“ 

” and….“ Naruto grinned. ” keep going, we are not satisfied yet.“ 

” Tch…“ 

” no tch-ing, Sakura-chan. Your apology isn’t good yet. You still need to improve a lot.“ 

She sighed again. Damn those three. 

” Hn, fine… You guys are the… The… Tch, whatever, I’m treating you all to dinner at Ichiraku, deal?“ 

” couldn’t be better-ttebayo! We forgive you.“ The blonde said, walking in the empty restaurant and screaming his order to the owner. 

” indeed. You really know nothing about being a girl, Ugly.“ The artist followed, finding a good spot at the balcony, as they usually preferred. 

Barely Sai knew what he had just done. 

Still waiting outside with her, the raven haired boy had decided to leave the best for the end. His dark eyes looking straight at her as if condemning her actions. Sasuke wanted his answers and he wanted something more than just the apology she had just given to the whole group. He wanted her confession. Her real confession about what had crossed her heart during the time she had spent with the other guy. The Uchiha figured he deserved so. After all, her love for him was the one thing at risk during that night. And Sakura knew that. She knew all of that. 

” I think I owe you more than just an apology, right?“ 

” Hn.“ 

Sakura sighed. 

” earlier, when you asked me why… I didn’t have the courage to tell you… I couldn’t tell you that I was trying to move on from you. My love for you was never a secret between us and still you never said a thing… You never gave me an answer for that night.“ 

” I don’t think I could ever answer you in the way you expect me too.“ 

” I know… And I understand that. And that’s why I thought giving up would free me or something….“ 


Sasuke had no words to offer her. Nothing he said would ever make her feel better. He couldn’t promise to make her happy or to be able to answer to all of her expectations. He couldn’t even promise to stay by her side. So, what on earth could he even say to comfort her? There was nothing he could do. But that wouldn’t be necessary for her love for him was stronger than all of that. Stronger than all the doubts and expectations and the distances. Stronger than both of them. And that was the only thing she would ever need to keep moving. Thankfully she realized that before it was too late. 

” but I was wrong, you know… Damn, I was really wrong. If I were to stop loving you, my life wouldn’t be happier at all… This love I have for you… It helped me growing as a ninja and as a person. I thank this love a lot now… So, Sasuke-kun… I’m sorry for what I almost did. From now on, I will keep loving you more and more even if you don’t feel the same or if you can’t do anything about it, I’ll be fine just by loving you… Can I?“ 

The smile on her face was just too stunning for anyone to say no. It was just too pure and too warm and too perfect for him to resist. How could he not let her love him? How could he not love her back? Those things were certainly impossible for the great Uchiha Sasuke. He loved to know that, among the terrible things he has ever done in his life, making her fall for him was simply the best thing he has ever done. And he didn’t want to lose it. He didn’t want to lose her. 

 ” do as you wish…“ 

” ah, thank you, Sasuke-kun!“ She clapped her hands in a happy gesture. ” so, will you forgive me?“ 

” Hn. You’re paying, aren’t you?“ 

He smirked. 

” yeah… Consider this a date then! I’ll be taking you on a date with me.“ She chuckled. ” I know this one will be better than the other. After all, instead of being kissed, I ended up being slapped, right?“ She chuckled again. "I guess people like me shouldn’t really go on dates…" 

His eyes widened at her declaration. Sakura was clearly telling him what to do, he thought. Even if that wasn’t, indeed, the objective of the pinkette, Sasuke couldn’t let that chance escape as she started to walk in the restaurant. Even if he only had one arm, he would hold her forever. 

” let’s go, Sasuke-kun! They are wai- ah!“

One strong pull with his right hand and her world melted around her. Warmness and softness were the two things she felt the most while his lips were pressed against hers. A slow and chaste kiss that was, at the same time, calm and possessive. Caring and arrogant. Fast and eternal. That kiss could only be given by Uchiha Sasuke to Haruno Sakura. It was something really unique between them and no one would ever be able to share such thing. The love between those two is, doubtlessly, stronger than anything. 

” I think this answers your questions, right?“ 

” Sa-Sasuke-kun…“ 

She blushed madly. 

"Hn. Don’t you ever go on a date with any other man, you hear me?" 


” good.“ He held her hand, squeezing it tight. A blush definitely spread around his cheeks. Uchiha Sasuke was, undeniably, in love. 

” now let’s go. They are waiting for us.“

Instagram (TOP Scenario) - Part 2

Posted September 9, 2015

Requested by jiiseverything

Here you have part two ^^ Enjoy~

Summary: You’re unexpectedly given the opportunity to get to know him – through Instagram.

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