i took it after he passed away

The first time I met my boyfriend’s grandparents, I was terrified. First, I really wanted them to like me, and second, he told me they were pretty religious. They’re Roman Catholic, but I’m Jewish, and I didn’t get the impression from the rest of his family that that would upset them, but I wasn’t sure they’d be chill with us dating, and I’m always afraid of those unconscious, anti-semitic micro-aggressions. 

Sure enough, within an hour of meeting me they asked if I was religious, in a way that was obviously asking if I had a religion, and which one it was. I calmly told them I was Jewish, and my boyfriend’s grandmother lit up. Her mother was a Syrian who moved to Brooklyn in the early 1900′s and she grew up in a Syrian and Jewish community in Brooklyn and boy wasn’t it nice to have someone around who could help her with her Jewish pastry. It was really pleasant. His grandfather was mostly quiet. 

After lunch, he and I shared a cup of coffee and some cookies and I told him about my brothers. He asked if my mom was ok with me dating a gentile. And then he looked around, saw we were alone for a sec, and asked me to follow him out to the garage. In the garage he asked me to take an old picnic basket down from off a cabinet. And then he told me to open it. The moment the lid came off I knew. I knew that shade of red. He told me to take it out and lay it across the floor. It was a Nazi flag. Not just a Nazi flag, but one that was big enough to fly outside a government office, like a massive one. I laid it out, ice in my veins, trying to figure out what was about to happen next. And then he told me to take my shoes off and stand on it. 

He told me his vision wasn’t good enough to get into the army, so he snuck on a ship and figured that they’d have to deal with him when he was in Europe, and that’s what happened. He told me he went because they all knew it was bad, and he wanted to help. He told me he took the flag off of some dead Nazis. He told me to go home and tell my mother that I was safe with these goyim she’d never met, that I was loved and welcome and that they’d fight for me. He told me “Never Again”.

He passed away a few years ago, and only after his death, cleaning out his closets did we find his old patches and look up his division. This quiet man who said very little but always shared a cup of coffee with me after lunch was in an anti-tank division, and he and his division liberated camps in Poland. He saw the horrors, first hand. 

Today is Holocaust Remembrance Day. Today is a day to reaffirm our promise of “Never Again”. Today is a day to remember that the only way for things to get better is to fight. Today is a good day to punch a Nazi. Do it for me. Do it for Grandpa Rocco. Do it for the world. 

5 mile run new Boku No Hero thoughts are as follows:

  • this is my all-time favorite “previously on” section. it was highlighting Bakugou’s resolve to win by mashing together all the clips of him declaring his ambitions but because its Bakugou it was actually just a 2 minute montage of Bakugou fucking screaming
  • Todo acts naive but i doubt that more and more each day with the number of sick fucking burns he’s gotten in at people, case in point:
  • Bakugou: -storms on in to Todo’s room and starts yelling at him.-
    Todo: Hey Bakugou :))) you know what this reminds me of? :))) That guy you fucking hate. :))) Except he did this better. :)))) You really cant ever live up to him can you :)))))))
  • Bakugou calls Todoroki “IcyHot” in the dub and I watched the dub today specifically in hopes that he’d call him IcyHot again and he DID.
  • I’m not done with this scene because the PHRASING HAD ME IN STITCHES–Bakugou stormed in like “Hey IcyHot, is this how you fucking treat your opponents!?” while blowing up Todo’s table. And Todo responded with “That’s what Midoriya said too…” I dont think Deku said it quite like that, Todo. But too late now I can’t stop picturing:
  • Deku voice: “Hey you stupid piece of shit sore-muscle hot-and-cold sports pack you better fucking look at me while i stand here and break all my fingers and yell, because fuck you, you fucking icepack.”
  • Bakugou his table
  • His table Bakugou
  • This is the screamiest Bakugou’s been to date, I’m glad for him
  • ominous BOOM noises from inside the iceberg
  • dub!Sero called Bakugou a “moleman” and i want the world to know that Bakugou’s been canonically called a “moleman”. Moleman Bakugou.
  • Bakugou, grabbing Todo by the hair and piledriving him into the ground: “GIT FUCKING GUD, ICYHOT
  • Aizawa: -provides commentary on the strategy, strengths, and weaknesses of the children’s fighting techniques-
    Present Mic: -sees Todo surfing on an ice wave and says “Looks like fun!!!”-
  • Bakugou: “Use your full power IcyHot! I want the world to know you’re trying to destroy me!! THIS MEANS NOTHING IF I CAN’T SURPASS DEKU!!”
    (Regina George voice) Why are you so obsessed with me?
  • Bakugou, or better known by his full name, Katsuki “Fidget Spinner” Bakugou
  • Bakugou: -screams incoherently for 20 minutes trying to rile Todo up-
    Deku: -says one thing-
    Todo, heart racing, palms sweaty: holy fuck. holy shit. thats my fucking boyfriend.
  • Srs for a moment, I really adore and am moved by Todo’s character development here. The easy shonen answer would be for Todo to be “fixed” following his fight with Deku, but the poor kid’s sitting on like 10 years of trauma. He’s not fixed. He’s healing. And healing comes with pain and doubt sometimes.
  • Like I actually clutched my shirt while his fire unraveled.
  • Bakugou: -pulls of the coolest fucking spin projectile move in history-
    Bakugou: -lands like this-

  • We are blessed with Dad Might in this house today
  • Todo: “My path forward isn’t as clear as I thought. There’s still someone I need to settle things with…”
    Todo: -steps off the podium, walks into the crowd, punches Endeavor in the face- “Fuck you Dad”
  • In the sub All Might calls Bakugou’s face “amazing” but in the dub he calls it “scary” and 4 years were added to my life when dub!All Might gave Bakugou the once over with the medal in his mouth and went “…still scary.”
  • I want to empahsize that several hours pass after that scene cut. It’s evening. The kids are changed back into their school uniforms AND back at the classroom. And Bakugou still has the fucking medal in his mouth. No one took it out. 
  • me: fuck…i hope iida will be okay
    also me, who’s read the manga: (hes not gonna be okay)
  • The hospital scene makes me kinda want to take back all the making fun of Todo I did because…god fucking this poor child…he deserved so much better
  • Protect Mama Midoriya she deserves the world


One of my sims is legitimately being stalked by her ex.

The man in the background is Bob Pancakes. He and Eliza are divorced and they can’t stand each other. They separated before their child was born, Bob moved out, and Eliza was going to raise their daughter alone without letting her so much as ever meet Bob.

So I’m playing as normal, and suddenly Bob just.. walks in through the back door. He does not live here. I purposefully moved him to a smaller house across the street and marked him as unplayed. Sims can’t just enter other people’s houses, and there’s supposed to be an option to tell visitors either “Goodbye” or “Ask to Leave”.

Bob has none of those options.

He did have a “Go Away” interaction, which made him wander off and stand on one of the balconies. I didn’t want him to interfere with this family, so I took precautions.

This gave me some time to think about my options.

I’d never intended to play him again, so I could just leave him trapped until he died. After a day had passed, occasionally checking on him, he was extremely stinky and only able to stand there playing games on his phone. I felt bad and instead told Eliza to quick travel to his house, with him in tow.

Entering his household to check on him, he immediately fell asleep on the pavement. Fine. He could take care of himself from there.

Switching straight back to Eliza, she carried on doing her single parent thing, meanwhile I locked the front and back door COMPLETELY to seal them inside the house for the time being. Eliza doesn’t have a career so there was no reason to even leave for the next day or so. I also added a lot trait for ‘Private Dwelling’ to reduce visitors. She and her toddler went to sleep, and when I tried to put the game on fast-forward, I realised it wasn’t doing the high superspeed it usually does when all Sims are asleep. There was nobody else in the house. Then I checked the back garden.

Bob was back. He had not showered. Unable to actually enter the house, he sat on the patio and wandered around all night long. The Pancakes house has a barbeque, so he continually made himself food on it. Since he has a food source he’s not capable of dying out there, even if he never leaves. He might stink and fall asleep on the ground, but with access to burgers, he can do this indefinitely.

The family ignored him. Because he is a Slob, and had nothing else to do, Bob rummaged through their garbage bin and created constant piles of rubbish, which he then stomped on and played in.

Switching back to Bob AGAIN, I made him return home. And this time, when I reloaded the family and watched him in front of his house in the same neighbourhood… he walked off screen and disappeared. He hasn’t been back and their daughter was able to unlock the doors for her birthday party.

But the next time I load the Pancakes house I have no way of knowing whether Bob will be pressed up against the windows looking in.

According to Terry Gilliam, the last line Heath Ledger spoke for filming on the set was ‘Don’t shoot the messenger.’ When Johnny Depp filmed his role after Ledger’s death, Depp asked Gilliam if he could try a new ad-lib: 'Don’t shoot the messenger,’ unaware that Ledger had improvised an identical line. Gilliam was astounded, remarking, 'Heath is still out there. Johnny’s channeling Heath somehow.’
—  An interesting little tidbit from the filming of The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus, when Johnny Depp (along with Jude Law and Colin Farrell) took over Heath Ledger’s role after he passed away. The three of them donated their salaries for the film to Heath’s daughter, Matilda.
Archer's childhood

*Was raised by woodhouse until five years old

*he would have night mares and instead of comforting him, his mother would laugh at him along with her current lover

*was in boarding schools for 15 years. 6 different schools.

*had no friends growing up.

*his mother made him believe his father was a military hero who passed away

*his mother would make him gamble for his halloween candy then proceeded to allow him to drink alcohol

*was horribly bullied to the point he was unable to play lacrosse one year because of pneumonia from a vicious swirlie, remembering how one of the bullies threaten to kill him before busting his nose

*his mother showed her dog more love than she ever did him, even going as far as to give him the code name Douchess after her pet

*when he turned six his mother wasn’t around to celebrate it and woodhouse was passed out from using heroin

*got shot at 18 which took away his college scholarship

I’m sure I missed something

Going with the argument route here :) (Modern College AU)

In hindsight, the argument was beyond stupid, but when you pair stubbornness with stubbornness, the end result is a shouting match followed by slamming doors and the silent treatment.

Keith knew that approaching Lance about this very attractive lab partner would be a bad idea, but he just had to know if something more was going on. People talked, and he caught whim of some gossip concerning Lance leaning a little too close to said attractive lab partner.

Lance reacted just as Keith expected, but instead of dropping the subject, Keith fired back just as hard with cheating accusations until the two stormed off to their separate dorm rooms.

For two days, Lance shut Keith out entirely, and Keith wouldn’t admit it out loud, but it was tearing him up in a way that manifested into physical illness. He could hardly sleep, and eating was out of the question. Pair that with school stress, Lance stress, and the fresher’s flu bouncing around, and Keith was left feeling terrible.

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A SWORD’S SHEATH - A Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild fanfiction

Story by: @gregogm
Image artist: @wondyworld


It has been a year since Link and I vanquished the calamity called Ganon. Hyrule had shown remarkable progress onto getting back on its feet during the past months.

When the news had been announced of my return, everyone across the lands had banded together to help return the kingdom to its former and glorious self. I felt relief and peace when the people didn’t forsake the Sheikah tribe any more. Just like everyone else, they, too, suffered Ganon’s wrath. Seeing people of all kinds working strong and united as one has brought such a beautiful joy to my heart. I know Father would have been proud to see what I was seeing. I was certain that his spirit saw everything from the heavens.

Though there was still much work to do, I was still baffled to see Hyrule castle rebuilt the way it has been over a century ago. I had walked in its halls, the rooms; it felt so familiar and yet so alienated. 100 years would make you feel as such. Despite the year that had passed, I felt it was too early to occupy this vast home. Castle Town was far from being ready after all and the emptiness of it would freeze my soul if I decided to retake my old home. I wasn’t ready to be crowned Queen of Hyrule just yet.

I also had another surprise. In the castle’s destruction, my old diary had survived. When it was brought back to me, I had shed tears and held it tightly in my arms. It wasn’t as shred as I thought it would be. I had read the old pages written in it. So many different thoughts and feelings had traveled my mind while revisiting the past told.

In the quietness of night, a candle lit my room in the house of Lady Impa. I read my old diary once again as if trying to find a certain attachment to a past era. I must admit, it took me a lot of time to get used to the changes of a hundred years. The adaptation went smoothly well. But truth be told, I kept reading the same pages related to one person in particular: Link.

How I met him, how I had my doubts about him, how I lashed out my frustration to him, how he opened to me, how he risked his life with no regards for his. How we’ve gotten closer to each other.


I thought that things would have changed between us. At least, I thought they did at first. But weeks after our victory over the calamity, he… how could I say it. He became the formal Link; the one before he opened up to me. I had asked him if he was all right. Of course he smiled and told me that he was. I felt a wall around him and I didn’t know why. I thought at first that this strange mood of his would go away, but months had passed and he was still sheltering himself from me. Was I at fault? If so, what was my crime?

The morning rained its rays through my room and the birds sang at my window. Summer looked promising at the looks of it. I got up on my feet and stared outside. The village was getting up slowly lively. The shops were opening, the people started working on the field, warriors doing their daily training routines.

Speaking of which, there he was again. Every single day, at the same morning hour, Link was training vigorously with the Master Sword. He gracefully swung the blade cutting through air as if he and the blade were one. The drops of sweat, the strength of his muscles, his hair swimming in air, I would be blind to not notice how handsome he had become.

Our eyes crossed each other for single instant, it made him stopped to look at me. I waved my hand to him, he bowed his head to me.

He bowed. I knew it was out of respect. Everyone bowed to me, I was used to that. But I didn’t want him to.


We traveled to Hyrule Field in the Central Hyrule region. There remained a lot of Guardians and I had ask the help of the people to their dismantlement. Other than the four divine beasts, I took the decision to take them apart. Though the events of the past made them Ganon’s slaves, it was a reminder of large and painful scars yet to be healed for all of us. I believed it was for the best of everyone and for the good of the kingdom’s future.

Link was taking a break. People wouldn’t let him have a moment of peace. He was popular with no surprise; even more with young women, which stung my heart most of the time. He was the hero of Hyrule after all.

I saw him having a playful moment with some children, playing knights with them. The scene lit me in admiration for him. He was a good man, but I had no doubt at all that he would make a great father someday.

I held the Sheikah slate in my hands and captured the wonderful moment. Link appeared to be so happy. My fingers cherished his face on the screen as I blushed seeing his childish smile to the younglings. I felt small burden of jealousy in me. I wished I could made him smile as such. But his heart became once again a fortress. And I seemed to be the enemy.

Why was I guilty? Why was he so carefree to others but not me?

I let those unanswered thoughts for another time and joined Link and the children.

“Is it okay if I play with you?” I asked cheerfully the group.

“Hey, it’s the princess!” a young boy said amazed. “You really wanna play with us?” I nodded.

“But if that’s okay with you,” I said, “I would like to be the hero. You can be my brave companions.” I pointed an adorable girl who made me think of a child version of me. “You will be the princess, and Link can be the evil Ganon.”

I could see he was surprised by that. I sent him a mischievous smile while the children agreed to my plan. He smiled back awkwardly. It was the first smile I’ve gotten from him that felt innocent in a  very long time. Perhaps he started to re-open once more. I hoped so. But for now, I anticipated a good fun vanquishing the calamity Link with the children.


The day was filled with hardworking and amusement. Link made these children’s day unforgettable; very noticeable on the fun they had by the dirt and sand his clothes bore. I thought this joyful moment would suffice for him to break the thin ice around him, but in failure, it seemed it became thicker.

I tried making conversation with him on our way home. He replied and participated, and even smiled. But the smile he did wasn’t the same. I felt he was drifting away. No, it wasn’t that. The way he acted seemed familiar. He was just as such when he was appointed as my personal knight.

Was he carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders once again? Despite the calamity’s defeat, was a knight’s duty never to rest? Not even a little bit? Or, perhaps, could it be that I was really at fault, for something I didn’t acknowledged yet?

Sunset claimed the sky as the day was bidding us goodnight. I was happy to have arrived before the full arrival of night. I felt it would have been awkward to be left alone with Link. Ordinarily, I wouldn’t say something as such, but with him acting strangely distant from me, I couldn’t think of anything else.

As we got off from our horses, I looked at Link caressing his steed’s muzzle. My mind was obsessed about his behavior. It was driving me mad. I wanted things to be so well between us, especially after all we went through. I had told myself that it would pass, that he needed time. But no more!

I walked to him in haste, determined.

“Enough of this, Link!” I said firmly to him. He looked surprised and puzzled. I took a deep breath to collect all my heart’s content. “It has been months now that you’ve been acting cold and afar. I thought at first that you needed time to recover from the battle against Ganon, but now you seem so far away and distant. You smile at me, but there’s nothing behind your lips. And the more I see you after each passing day, the more you look like a shadow of your former self… at least when interacting with me.”

It seemed my aim was true. A sense of guilt embedded his face. I had no intention of hurting him, but I couldn’t take this behavior of his any longer. I had to know.

“After all we went through together, I thought there wouldn’t be no walls between us.” He remained in silence, yet hurt was clear on his face.

I was no reader of minds, otherwise it would have been easy to ease the illness he bore in his heart. But I couldn’t force him to tell me his secrets, no matter what. All I could do was be present for him.

“But…” My right hand delicately rested on his left cheek. His expression quickly turned to a warm surprise. His sudden and clueless adorableness appeared. “I can’t force your secrets out of you. But know this: I’m here if you want to ease that burden. Always.”

Link’s face was glowing red. He nodded to me and smiled; genuinely. I smiled back, happy of seeing him more relaxed.

I had forgotten that my hand was still cherishing his face. Before I could take it back, his hand covered mine and held it dearly. His head turned towards it, and to my unexpected surprise, Link kissed its palm.

I felt a burst of heat embedding my face. I was frozen by… his act. More than that, my gaze couldn’t leave his. My heart felt like Death Mountain erupting passionately and my breath was rapid. He looked so shy, and yet so open and vulnerable at that moment. I could read all of his emotions. I wondered if he could read all of mine. This was the first time I had seen Link behave like that.

And… I didn’t mind it at all.


The moon was high in the night sky, reigning like a beautiful goddess. I bathed in its moonlight unable to sleep and thinking about this… moment. If Link’s horse’s tail hadn’t whipped him in the face and broke the tension, I wondered what would have happened.

I could still feel the wet heat of his lips kissing the palm of my hand. I blushed just at the thought of it. My lips couldn’t help smiling of happiness; a happiness I’ve never felt before. What was wrong with me?, I asked myself ridiculously. I squeezed my kissed palm against my chest, reliving in my latest memories about this instant with nothing but gleefulness in mind.


Was he asleep as well? Or perhaps not? Should I bother him?

I had to. Well… I wanted to.

I knew it was late, but my heart wouldn’t find peace if I didn’t settle this on this night.

His room was just next to mine. I didn’t want to knock and wake the others out of their slumber. I tried whispering his name. No luck on this attempt. I held and twisted the handle. It was unlocked.

Swinging the door quietly, I gasped, startled to see him sitting by the window. Blessed by the moonlight, he felt asleep there. I was right to think that he wasn’t able to sleep either. At least some moments ago.

He looked peaceful. He looked handsome too. But sword in hand, he was as always vigilant. I couldn’t help feeling a bit sad for him. I wished for once he could truly being at peace, without the need of a blade at hand. For Hyrule, he represented the hope and the future, but he was no god. He was just a man. But a great man at that. Perhaps the greatest one I’ve met in my life. And knowing that, I knew in my heart he would always defend the kingdom against all threats. That was the man he was.

I wanted to talk to him tonight, but after some thoughts, I believe my words could wait tomorrow. I took the cover laying on his bed and opened it wide to cover him. I was a step away from covering him, but the step I took creaked the floor. A high-pitched noise broke through the silent night; along through Link’s slumber. His eyes opened sharply and widely, wild and threatening. In a blinding speed, I saw a flash carrying the lunar light hurling itself at my neck; the Master Sword rushing take my life swiftly and painless.

Was my life going to end by Evil’s bane because of my care for him? Why did I find this ironic?

The Goddesses decided that my fate wouldn’t be death tonight. Link stopped a hair away from my neck being sliced clean. I could feel the cold of the steel of the sacred blade at my throat. Link recognized me and was horrified of his near-fatal action. Apologizing numerous times, he fell down on the floor with his breath harsh and heavy and his heart must racing faster than lightning.

As I stared at him, scared and shocked about what he almost did, I understood. I finally understood everything. The distance, his heart being closed, him being more focused on his knight’s duty to protect and defend me, the kingdom and its people. I understood it all.

I knelt to him. His face was sweating as he was still catching his breath. I could see shame and disgust in his eyes aimed at himself.

He had done so much for me. I wasn’t going to give up on him when he needed me the most. It was my turn to save him.

I grabbed his hand and held it firmly. I welcomed his confused gaze with a soothing smile.

“Come with me, Link.”


We walked in the peaceful night to the Great Fairy Fountain near the village. During this small path, never once I let go of Link’s hand. I looked behind me as I led him to our destination and smiled. His face lit brighter than the sun. I was glad he shed away his shock from earlier.

During a full moon, the fountain was a marvel to explore. Fireflies and fairies waltzed gracefully in the air, silent princesses and blue nightshades glowed with a divine light. It was a blessed place, as if Hylia herself had given this piece of wonder to us mortals.

We sat down, still holding hands and Link looked very timid. I never thought he could be this adorable. It was a side of his charm; a side I was very fond of.

We remained silent watching the beautiful spectacle of nature around us. It felt like we were the only ones in the entire world. It felt perfect as such. Thinking about it, I believed Link and I never took a moment to enjoy ourselves like that. No duty, no destiny, no calamities; just the two of us in peacefulness.

A moment that I longed for for a very, very long time to share with him.

I could feel Link’s gaze upon me. I didn’t need to look at him to guess he was speechless. Our hands held together, his thumb cherished mine. I knew too well that my face had gained the same shade of a fresh picked apple.

My head rested on his shoulder. It took him by surprise. I could feel he was tensing a little. But he closed the very small remainder of distance between us and sighed in relief.

“You once told me,” I said, breaking the silence between us, “that you remained silent from others because it was necessary for you to stay strong and carry any burden. Is this why you have been silently closed from me during these past few months? Even though we’ve won against Ganon?”

Our eyes met. He nodded, confirming my discovery. For Link, even though peace had returned to Hyrule, he was still at war.

The fortress around his heart crumbled as he opened up to me. He told me everything about his burden. He told me about this journey to save our kingdom and free me from my century-old battle with the calamity. As his memories were returning, he felt shame and helplessness that he had to sleep all this time before being enable to save me. The reason why he acted distant was to be ready and never fail again to protect me.

“I understand now,” I replied to his explanation. “But I, too, wished I could have been by your side, Link. I as well felt helpless when I couldn’t help you during your journey. But your courage showed me to never give up as I saw all that you went through. It gave me faith that we would be together again to never to torn apart.”

I stopped for a moment realizing the words I just spoke. The Great Deku tree was right; telling these feelings myself sounded better.

“Link,” I said. “You’re not alone. You’ll never be. As for any burden you may have from now on, I want to carry it with you. Because I, too, vow to protect you and be at your side.”

His face was embedded with a sense of serenity that I haven’t seen in ages. The fear, the sense of duty, the burden, everything else weighting him down; they melted away giving place to a rebirth of self he dearly needed. He smiled and nodded. There I saw him; the Link I wanted to see. He had returned to me.

He called my name. “Yes?” I asked. Link got on his feet and I followed him.

I stood in front him, hands still holding each other. His free hand laced itself with my other one. His eyes plunged in mine with a lovely but intense fire in them. I couldn’t gaze away from them. He looked a little nervous and his face flushed like the shiniest among rubies. So did mine. He slowly closed the small space between us. I didn’t know which emanated heat the most; this summer night or Link’s body. I was attracted by the latter. He looked so timid at the moment, yet he was so… perfect. The warm light of the fireflies and fairies surrounding us, the glow of the flowers at our feet, the moon blessing us, and Link, standing so close to me. How could I ask for anything more?

“What is it?” I asked. My voice was soft and whispering.

He answered, but words didn’t come out of his mouth. He flared my heart and soul to no bound as his lips gently embraced mine. My arms snaked around his neck to savor this feeling even more. His arms pulled me closer to him by my waist.The delicious feeling embedding my whole being had no word invented yet to describe it. Calling it celestial, divine, majestic or supreme wouldn’t do it justice.  

A century had put us apart and many hardships followed. But finally, our happy ending bloomed on this starry night. If I had to do it all over to cherish this moment again with him, I would do it blindfolded. As he would, too.

Oh, Link… How have I fallen in love with you.


I could feel the morning sun shining its light upon us, but the warmth that cradled me in his arms was by far better. My dreamy thoughts relived those memories now sacred to Link and I. The vow we made, the kiss we shared, the night spent together in each other’s arms; this was our paradise. I thanked the goddesses to have brought us together.

A soft contact landed on my nose. I tried to wiggle it off, but it kept on dancing annoyingly. I laughed to the ticklish feeling.

“Stop it!” I giggled. “That tickles, Link!”

I opened my eyes. Here he was. In his sleepy allure, he looked lovely and otherworldly, like an angel. He moved closer and kissed me softly. I savored his lips for long seconds. Never would I stop enjoying the sweet pleasure of kissing him.

“Good morning to you too,” I told him tiredly. “Ready to continue our work in Hyrule field?”

Link hummed with disappointment in his voice as he pulled my body to his. Seeing how tightly he held me, he didn’t want to go. Truth be told, I desired nothing but spending the rest of the day resting here at his side. Alas, the hero and princess of Hyrule had duties and responsibilities to fulfill to the people.

“Well it’s about time!” The voice of an elder woman interrupted us.

Link and I immediately got up as fast as lightning seeing Lady Impa blessing the door frame of my room. Embarrassment was an understatement regarding the emotion dressing our faces.

“L-Lady Impa!” I stuttered! “T-This isn’t what it looks like! We just-”

She laughed in a humming voice. “I know you, child. I know you wise enough to not share such passion before a proper wedding. A honeymoon is well-timed for such actions.”

A bright image burned my mind like the marking made by hot iron. I saw Link laying in a bed of silk white sheets, which a part of it barely covered his… privacy. My face heated out of raw desire; quite inappropriate for a princess. I looked at Link, and I could tell my obscene fantasies matched his. He quickly looked apologetic when I eyed him threateningly for his naughty thoughts. But… perhaps I didn’t completely mind it.

“I am glad,” Lady Impa continued, “that I’ve lived long enough to see the two of you find each other in this path called love. After all the hardships that you have been through, along with your efforts of bringing back the lost glory of Hyrule, you truly deserve each other. May it be that way for as long as you live.”

Those words of hers couldn’t have sounded better if it was from someone else. Her unwavering wisdom and strength that inspired me so much. Goddesses know what would have happened to me if she hadn’t been present in my life.

I walked to her and thanked her for always being there for us by hugging her frail body. Thank you so much, Lady Impa.


Another beautiful day awaited us as Link and I stepped outside Lady Impa’s home. The sun shined beautifully and the people around us were busy and bustling as ever. At the end of the stairs, Cado and Dorian saluted us as my hero delicately held my hand, leaving the guards taken aback from our affection. As we walked around town, everyone took notice of our newfound love, but their happiness for us was very palpable. We kept blushing at every compliment thrown at us; we enjoyed all of them.

Link asked me to lend him the Sheikah slate. I was puzzled on why he needed it, but I did as asked. As he stretched the device in front of us, he held me closer to him as we smiled.


A beautiful moment of us in love captured forever. And definitely not the last.

“It’s beautiful,” I said. He nodded in agreement.

Our gazes crossed. Staring at him left me breathless. Free of his burden that plagued him, Link was a reborn man. I had heard once that love could move mountains; I understood its meaning now.

Link whispered my name… following three sacred words.

Those words made my heart explode with more affection than I could already have for him. I held his beautiful face in my hand and captured his lips with mine, kissing him and pouring all my love in it. Parting from it a short moment after, I replied to his sacred words, vowing to myself to never leave his side and to always love him, just as he did when he said his.

“I love you too, Link.”

Author’s Note:
I had finished the game not long ago and I was moved by the story of sacrifice, duty and even love regarding Link and Zelda. There was so much passion in it that I came up with this story. I’m glad that it came out as the way I published it. I think Link and Zelda are a perfect match, but in this story I made it so that they need each other for everything: life, love, hardships, etc. Hopefully you guys understood the meaning of the title. 

I hope you loved the story. Please leave comments! And thanks again to @wondyworld for letting me use her Zelink fanart as a cover for the fanfiction. Thank you! Please comment?

Building Up Inside Me Pt. 2 / Jeff Atkins

Building Up inside Me

Jeff Atkins x Fem Reader

Warnings: Swearing

A/N: So here’s part 2. I hope you guys like it. I really tried hard on it. If you want I can make a part 3, but we will see. I’m open to feedback and please don’t be a stranger.

Word Count: 833


         I’m not suicidal. Just last night was a wreck. I don’t want to get up to go to school, but then again, I can show what Jeff was missing. Who he was playing with. I was going to be a rock star.

               My mother walked in my room “Honey are you awake? I made breakfast it’s on the table.” She was staring at the bed when I walked out of the closet. “Oh? You already awake”

               To my mom’s point of view I was wearing an oversized hoodie with sweats. But underneath I was wearing a Beatles crop top with high waisted ripped jeans. I had my hair down, straightened, and my makeup was flawless. “Yeah, I woke up early. Breakfast? Yum”.

               Walking to school is never fun, so I got Tony to take me. “So… are you okay? You know from last night?”

               “What? Oh, of course I’m way better. I must have just overreacted about it. I’m okay thanks to you.” I seriously wouldn’t feel like this without him. He does a lot for me, I can’t see myself being a 4.0 student or even being social without him.

               “You know I can kick his ass, I will” we got out of the car and started walking to our first class.

               “Oh gosh, I know you would. But I think I just want to forget about what happen. Umm, hey I’ll see you in Chemistry. I have to do something.” Tony waved goodbye while I slowly walked to the girl’s bathroom. I took off my hoodie and sweats and BAM, I look fabulous. I walked out of the bathroom and started to my locker.

               Jeff, dammit Jeff is at my locker. Well this is my time to shine. “Y/N, look I think we need to tal-. Oh wow, umm… hey umm.”

               “Close your mouth” I said very rudely and slammed my locker shut.  I walked off moving my hips hoping he was looking and I winked at Zach. I felt Jeff get mad at that, he stormed off behind me. “It’s working, I can’t believe it’s working!”.

               I quickly ran into chemistry class and sat next to tony. “Hey are you alright. Where did you go?”. I was about to speak when the teacher started talking.            

               “Well class, I know it sucks but I decided to switch up you lab partners” Yeah it sucked, tony was my lab partner but I think it’s time to change up things. Jeff was in my class, I really didn’t want to deal with him now, even ever. “Tony you’re with Sheri, Jeff you’re with Justin, Y/N you’re with Zach…”

               I’m partnered with Zach, alright I can work with this. I am after all trying to make Jeff jealous and I think it’s working. “Yes!” I said out loud to accommodate my happiness that I got Zach. I heard a stool fall and when I looked up it was Jeff apologizing and picking it back up, “He’s so sweet. No! no what am I doing I need to stop he was an ass to me, why am I falling back in love with him.”

               Zach approaches me “Hey, so… this project looks kinda big, plus its due Friday. Maybe you could come to my house?” He looked nervous asking me about this, almost like he was asking a girl out. He wasn’t, was he?

               “uh, yeah sure. After school sound, alright?” He mumbled a yes and walked to his friends. Jeff was there and I could have sworn he was looking at me but I didn’t want to look back and seem like I want to talk to him. I decided to take bathroom break and took the pass and left.

               At one point I was walking down to the bathroom and the next I’m was kissing someone. I didn’t pull away or even kiss back I just sat there. With my eyes, open looking at the frustrated boy, Jeff. He pulled away “you haven’t let me explain and I think it’s my turn to be pissed.”

               I was about to tell him off before he grabbed my hips and pulled me close to whisper in my ear. “There was never a $20, I thought that if said it, it would coverup how bad I wanted to kiss you” I was confused, I put my arms around his neck and pulled him close.

               “Maybe you should have said that on the street, that way I wouldn’t be going to Zach’s house after school” I pulled away, he looked pissed.

“Don’t you dare do anything with him, your mine now and that’s never going to change” He looked more relaxed after saying that.

“ I don’t think he knows that” I winked at him hoping he would get the point. He grabbed my hand before I was pulled back by Hannah.

“you didn’t reply to my texts are you oka-“ She saw Jeff holding my hand. “Oh, I apologize I shall go. You text me later Y/L/N!”              

Roller Blades

hey guys!! i got into bmc fairly recently and i honestly love boyf riends with all my heart so,, i decided to write a short little drabble :)) hope you enjoy!! ((just be warned i didn’t proofread this so,,))
Jeremy knew very well that Michael had a lot of weird hobbies and habits. He listened to Bob Marley, drank too many slushies, smoked weed in his basement, played video games every single day, et cetera.

But recently, Jeremy had found out that Michael had another hobby he had never told him about - he liked roller blading.
Jeremy didn’t know why Michael had never even told him. It was a big deal to him, solely because they’d been friends for years, and he had no idea of one of Michael’s many weird hobbies.

It was a normal day, Jeremy was simply walking to the park to meet up with Michael. Since he hadn’t seemed to arrive yet, Jeremy sat on a park bench and tapped away on his phone while he waited. No big deal.

And then he saw him.

Smoothly gliding toward him, hands in his pockets and a grin on his face, was Michael Mell, Jeremy’s best friend for years, music lover, weed addict, and… roller blader? Jeremy blinked once, twice, and looked up at Michael, who had just stopped above him.

“Hey man.”

Jeremy realized he’d been staring. Why did roller blades fail to make Michael look less attractive? He’d been trying to hide his crush on the boy for the longest time, and this certainly wasn’t helping.
Jeremy cleared his throat. “Oh, yeah, uh-sorry. Hey.“

A moment’s silence passed and Jeremy spoke again. “S-so, I didn’t know you did that. Roller blade, I mean.”

Michael chuckled. “Yeah, I’ve done this since I was 10, I think. I guess I forgot to tell you? Anyway,” he grinned sheepishly and reached into his backpack, pulling out a second pair of roller blades. “I was wondering if you wanted to try it with me?”

Jeremy’s mind went blank. He was sure that roller blading with his best friend and long-time crush would be fun, but what if he embarrassed himself? What if he fell on his face and Michael didn’t help him up, and laughed at him instead? The possibility was too great.

“I-I mean I’d love to, but-”

“Great! Now take off your shoes.”

Jeremy decided that there was no use fighting it.

Hesitantly, he removed his shoes and placed them beside him. Michael smiled and grabbed the first roller blade, slipping it on his foot. After tying it, he moved on to the next one. Once they were both secure, Michael looked up at Jeremy, that sheepish smile still present on his face. Jeremy just wanted to kiss it right off of him.

“Alright, now slowly stand up.”

Right then, that felt like the most impossible thing in the world to Jeremy.

Slowly, he tried standing up, but sat right back down and covered his face with his hands. “Michael, I-shit, this is so embarrassing, I mean-”

Michael grabbed his hands off his face and held them in his own. Jeremy felt heat rush to his cheeks and wished he was still covering his face.

Michael spoke quietly, “Dude, it’s okay, I can, er, hold your hand? I-if you want,”
Jeremy nodded and Michael sighed in relief.

“Okay then, you’re going to slowly stand up, and I’ll make sure you don’t fall. Alright?”

Jeremy nodded again.

Slowly, he did what Michael said, and soon enough found himself standing, albeit hunched over a bit. Michael had one hand on his back and one hand holding Jeremy’s sweaty one. That reassured him enough.

After a moment passed, Michael spoke again. “Now you’re going to take one step and push off with your other foot, alright? I can keep holding you until you want to do it alone.”

Jeremy did what Michael said once more, and took one step forward. He didn’t fall right away, so he decided to continue, and pushed off lightly with his other foot. Suddenly, he felt himself moving forward, and he held onto Michael’s hand a little tighter. Michael squeezed his hand back as if to say ‘It’s okay, you’re doing great.“

Jeremy used his other foot to glide forward, and soon it became a pattern. Michael could tell he was getting the hang of it, and quietly told him he was going to let go. This made Jeremy slightly nervous, but he nodded again and continued with his pattern.
Michael let go of Jeremy’s hand and watched as he continued in a straight line. He smiled softly to himself as Jeremy sped up a little, coming closer to the large fountain in the center of the park. Michael wondered if he was going to be able to make that circle all the way around the fountain, but as he watched Jeremy, his doubts soon progressed into joy. He skated all the way around and soon came back up to Michael, grinning from ear to ear.

“Michael! I did it! I skated all the way around the fou-”

Jeremy’s life flashed before his eyes.

When he was skating back towards Michael, a small rock stood in his way. In his great moment of pride, he didn’t notice that the rock in question was about to trip him up.

Michael lunged forward and grabbed Jeremy, saving him from a future where his face unpleasantly meets the ground. Jeremy desperately clung onto Michael, and as his shock subsided, he looked back up at him. Michael was staring back at him with fear in his eyes, and Jeremy swallowed.

“Thanks Michael.”

’“No problem.”

The two stared at each other before Jeremy smiled. Then he started giggling, then began full on laughing. Michael blushed ferociously and joined in. Soon the two were standing there in each other’s arms, laughing their asses off. Caught up in the heat of the moment, Jeremy leaned forward and pressed his lips to Michael’s.

It was Michael’s turn to have his life flash before his eyes.

The kiss lasted a few seconds, and Michael completely forgot to kiss back until Jeremy pulled away, his face redder than Michael’s hoodie. He took a step back and held his hands up, trying to make up for his sudden show of compassion.

“Oh-oh my god, Michael I’m so sorry-i-it won’t happen again, jesus man th-that, I didn’t mean t-”

And then Jeremy nearly fainted because Michael’s lips were on his.


Michael was kissing Jeremy?

Michael didn’t think Jeremy was a creep?


Michael wrapped his arms around Jeremy’s waist, and Jeremy’s arms found their way around Michael’s neck as he began to kiss back. He would be lying if he said it didn’t feel like heaven on earth.

After a few moments, Michael pulled back. They stared into each other’s eyes for a moment, before Michael smiled devilishly. Jeremy hardly had a moment to question him before he felt himself being pulled by the hand across the park. Jeremy laughed, trying to keep up with Michael, as they skated together in harmony.

Jeremy thought that maybe roller blading wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

The Odds Were in Our Favor

Originally posted by odestaholyship

Originally posted by siiren-e

Originally posted by laragazzachenonami

Summary: You reflect on your time with Finnick while preparing for your wedding. 

A/N: I’m sorry this took so long, I wrote it and then hated it so I rewrote it….

You sat in your room in District 13, looking into the mirror but not seeing your reflection. Out of the corner of your eye you could see the simple, but elegant white dress laying on your bed. Today was the day. You were finally marrying Finnick, the love of your life.

As you pinned up your hair in a loose fashion, you remembered how it all had started.


Y/N L/N, the winner if the 70th Hunger Games, a 17 year old girl from District 8. The orphan who managed to win it all. Only a year after your “victory” you were returning to the overwhelming sound and color of the Capitol as the youngest mentor in the history of the games. Your own mentor, James, had died suddenly two months before, leaving you to try and keep the new tributes alive.

Winning the Hunger Games was more of a curse than a blessing. Everyone spoke about be grateful for surviving, for getting to go home. No one ever told the tributes about the nightmares, the loneliness, and the blackmail. It forced you to grow up fast, and alone. If you had let anyone into your heart, they would have been astonished by your strength, by how you managed to get out of your bed each day after reliving your final moments in the arena every night.

But you didn’t let anyone in. Becoming quiet, you did your best to balance being kind to the tributes with not making an attachment. It was too hard. They were your friends, your peers. It just made it all the harder when you had to say goodbye on the morning of the games. All you could do was hug them tight and hope they would listen to your advice.

They did not. The boy died at the cornucopia within ten minutes of the countdown, and the girl just hours later, hunted by a career pack. You didn’t watch the rest of the games. For the first day, you were locked away from the world, crying. When you fell into a restless sleep, you could only dream of the boy from District 2 with his hands around your throat. You tossed and turned, as you remembered grabbing a rock and with the last vestiges of strength, hitting him. Hitting him over and over and over again as you cried.

You woke, breathing heavily with tears streaming down your face. Shaking, you dressed and took a walk through the slightly less crowded streets of the Capitol. The people were so consumed with watching the large public screens that no one took notice of you. Well, almost no one.

A very handsome, but equally broken man had just made a deal with some sponsors when he saw you. 

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JIBcon 8 || My experience with Jared Padalecki (or The Story Of How I Died And Ascended To Heaven)

All right, I’ll try to explain how things went with Jared at JIBcon: get ready for a veeeery long post.

(tl;dr I didn’t think I could love him even more, but apparently it was possible and he’s a giant puppy made of sunshine who just loves to cuddle people)

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Pairing: Liam x Reader

Summary: Liam and (Y/N) do have history that is full of hatred and cynical thoughts. Liam is sick of it and wants to end the fighting and name calling except she won’t let him talk. Mason wants to go on a date with Corey, what better way to bate them into a corner?

Word Count: 1.3K

Prompt: -

A/N: For this, I made Liam confident like he was in the first episode he turned up in. I miss confident liam and I wish he was more like that but sure! I kept saying ‘damn should have made this a theo imagine’ but oh well. Also lets pretend Liam went to BH forever, I always forget that he got kicked out

Originally posted by transformationsx

“Mason, I’m not going on a date with Liam.” You hissed, keeping your voice down as you sped through the corridors to the next class. Mason scrambled behind you, trying to keep up. “Please, (Y/N), I don’t want to go out with Corey by myself. I’ll be more…. Me when I’m with you.” You stopped suddenly, turning to face him; an angry look on your features.

“Mason, listen to me.” You spoke slow and clear, “I will not, and I will never, go on a date with Liam Dunbar.” Mason’s face dropped, your heart aching with the fact you caused your best friend the hurt he felt. “Pl –“ You gave him a pointed look, “Look, I’ll come but only if you find someone else for me to spend the evening with.” He nodded, a massive grin on his face. “Okay, perfect.” He started to walk off, before he turned to you, “Anyone in mind?”

You thought for a second before a familiar brunette exited one of the classrooms. You smirked at Mason and nodded your head in his direction. Mason glared at you before rushing off after Theo Raeken.

“Sweetheart, he’ll like you in anything.” Your mother said, leaning against your door frame. You groaned, searching through a pile of clothes at the bottom of your wardrobe. You cursed yourself for never organizing it. “Mam, this isn’t some little boy; this is Theo Raeken,” You exclaimed pulling out a cute red top that had a v-neck which would give the perfect view. “That’s mine.” She said, laughing as you clung it to your chest. “Enjoy,” She laughed before leaving you to yourself.

You pulled the shirt on, it covering every curve perfectly. You matched it with a pair of black tight fitting jeans and a pair of boots. “Mam,” You shouted, “Leather jacket or my fur coat?”

“Leather,” You heard her shouting back up before the beeping of a car horn tore your attention away. You sighed, fixing your hair and lipstick before rushing down the stairs. “Bye mam.” You slammed the door shut, climbing into the passenger seat with Mason.

He took a glance at you before shaking your head, “(Y/N), we’re going to the movies.” You blushed furiously realizing you were trying too hard. “I know, but it’s Theo, Mase.” You sighed, leaning against your seat. He mumbled a reply but you weren’t listening.

Pulling up to the theater, you stepped out of the car and followed Mason in through the doors. He made a beeline to Corey who was standing next to your date. Your heart rate sped up and anger filled your head, you swore you were seeing red.

You looked at Mason, who had a frown on his face. “(Y/N), I’m so sorry.” He whispered, before following Corey to the concussion counter. You sighed and turned to face your date. “Look,” Liam started before you raised your hand, “I only have two things to say to you; Number one is I wouldn’t be here if I knew it was you and two, the only reason I’m not storming out that door is for Mason…. And he was my ride.” You snarled, stepping closer to Liam who listened to every word you spat.

He rolled his eyes, before taking a step towards you; there was as little as an inch gap between you. “You listen, Princess, I’m here because Mason said he’d pay for our tickets and food, and to be honest you’re not too bad to look at.” You rolled your eyes before walking towards Mason who was staring at you in shock. “Guys, we’re in public.” He sighed, smiling apologetic at Corey who couldn’t help but smile back at him.

You took one of the boxes of popcorn from the counter and a drink, smirking at Liam. “The screen is nearly full, so we couldn’t get four seats together.” Your smirk faltered, “But we’re only a few rows apart.” Mason added in quickly, stuffing the tickets in the palm of Liam’s hand and waved goodbye.

Taking your seat near the back of the theater, you made yourself comfortable with Liam sitting beside you. There was an awkward silence but you didn’t care; you didn’t want to talk to him. Before the movie even started, the popcorn was nearly gone since it was being shared between you and Liam.

The movie wasn’t great and it was already a half hour into it. You were bored, but tried not to fall asleep, just in case you snored. You jumped slightly when you felt a hand on your thigh. You snapped your head to Liam, who was staring intently at the movie with a straight face; not paying attention to you. “What are you doing?” You hissed, ripping his hand off you. He chuckled, bringing it back but closer to your vagina. He squeezed the fat roughly, causing you to bite your lip to suppress a moan.

He leaned over towards you, his mouth pressing against your ear, “I knew you always wanted me.” You scoffed, shoving his hand off you and standing up; people sighing angrily around you as you told them to move. You took out your phone and texted Mason saying you were sorry you weren’t going to make it to dinner.

You were never one to run away from your problems but Liam Dunbar pushed you over the edge every time you spoke; even if he didn’t mean to. Ever since freshman year, you two never got along and it developed into plain out hatred. There was no deny that he was gorgeous, but you never thought beyond that – only once.

You were walking down the dark pavement, away from the cinema and towards where you live. A car horn made you look to your left and you saw Mason’s car stopping. You sighed, opening the door but paused when you saw Liam. “Go away.” You growled, slamming the door shut and storming away from the parked car.

“(Y/N),” Liam shouted, getting out of the car and running towards you. You picked up your pace, not wanting to look at him or talk to him. “Can you let me talk for a minute?” He pleaded, you felt him getting closer to you. You stopped and turned to face him, causing him to crash into you. “Look, I don-“ His lips crashed onto yours, your eyes widened and you shoved him away. “What do you…” He pulled you by the waist, his lips meeting yours again; he was desperate and begging you to kiss back. “Fuck sake, (Y/N),” He snapped, “Just give it up.” He snarled, staring at you with a look of determination. You were breathing heavily out of anger and shock, you didn’t know what to do. Did you really want to kiss him back? Why were you even thinking about that?

He took a step closer to you, his eyes never leaving yours. “Remember that kiss we shared two years ago? I know you wanted that,” He whispered, a tear slid down your cheek as you remembered the memory of the week your father passed away, “I know you don’t hate me, and I know that we would make a great couple.” He insisted, resting his forehead against yours as you took a deep breath.

“Liam…” You sighed, melting into his touch. “I know,” He whispered, pecking your lips softly. “Come home with me tonight,” You opened your eyes and looked at him, “Just to talk.” You warned, kissing his lips hesitantly.

“Come on.” He whispered, grabbing your hand and dragging you to Mason’s car.

Your heart rate was going ninety, your walls have collapsed after years off building them. Liam was the reason the walls were so high, and if anyone could break them, it was only him.

I woke up to my room feeling more cold than usual. Groaning, I turned my body over and grabbed my phone from my nightstand to check the time.

It’s almost 6am. You have got to be kidding me. Why the hell am I awake?

I scrolled down my notifications. It’s the same as always, people liking and reblogging my stories and posts, my idiot ex trying to get back with me. What caught my eye was an anonymous message of course.

I couldn’t help but laugh at the message. Really? Trying to insult me by calling me a hoe? Honey, I call myself a hoe for a reason yah know?

And yeah, I know I’m a bitch. But a whiny one? I smirked. Really?

I didnt have the energy to respond, so I fell back asleep with a smile on my face.

When I woke up I went back to screenshot this kid’s message before deleting. The boys are gonna laugh about this.

I yawned as I walked downstairs to the kitchen. The guys were all eating breakfast already.

I scoffed. They were eating Alfred’s awesome breakfast without me, “Why you guys didnt wake me up?” I snarled.

My little brother, Damian, rolled his eyes, “You’ll kill us all if we woke you up.”

I blinked, he has a point, “Right.”

I shrugged and served myself breakfast, kissing Jason on the cheek, “Morning, handsome.”

Jay smirked, “Goodmorning, babe.”

I grinned. Jason and I have been dating for quite some time now. Ever since Damian and I had to start living with Father, Jason and I were inseperabble.

Tim groaned, “Jason, just marry Artza already damn it and stop staring at her like you two are the only ones in the room.”

Dick nodded, sipping on some orange juice, “Tim’s right. When are you going to pop the question?”

Jason raised up his middle finger, “You pussy, you didnt even ask Kori to marry you yet. All you did was give her a damn key in a fucking ring box. Who does that shit?”

I sat down, trying to hold in my laugh as the boys burst out in laughter. Dick blushed, “Y-you shut up, alright?!”

I interrupted before Jason could say anything else, “Guys, I got my first hate anon.”

The boys fell silent. Tim cleared his throat, “Could you repeat that, please?”

I rolled my eyes and repeated what I said.

Jason slammed his fist on the table, making the plates and cups shake, “What the fuck did they say? I’ll kill them!”

“I cant belive I’m saying this, but I’d like to help you, Todd.” Damian said, “Show us what they said.”

I took out my phone and passed it to Jason, who was sitting next to me. After reading it, he sniggered, passing it to Damian.

When Tim and Dick finished reading it, they all bursted out in laughter again as Dick passed my phone back to me.

Tim almost choked on his coffee, “Is that person like, 14 or something?!”

I shrugged, “Don’t know, don’t care. But I did put the message as my header. I’m glad they think I’m a hoe.”

Dick swipped a tear away, “Ah man, that’s not something you hear everyday.”

Jason was still laughing hysterically, holding his stomach, “This bitch really thinks calling you a hoe is an insult?! Do they not know your username?! Ha!”

Damian was the only confused one, “What’s a hoe?”

"Oh a hoe is-”

Dick, Tim and I yelled, “Jason!”

He raised his hands up as if he was surrendering, “What?”


Juice @ineedthesons 

3) He’s been gone quite a while

Reader’s POV

The SAMCRO parties were legendary throughout Charming and all the nearby towns. They always had a special place in my heart since that’s where I met my Juice. I had gone to the party with my friend who was crushing on Jax Teller at the time. She had gone and disappeared on me at some point so I was awkwardly leaning against the wall by the pool table when he came up to me.

He was cute and flirty and I liked his smile. He was also incredibly goofy, the first words out of his mouth were a cheesy pickup line I giggled at him and that smile came out. It took my breath away and I couldn’t help but melt. He took me to his dorm and we spent the rest of the night just talking and getting to know each other. We only kissed but it was the most intense night of my life.

We started dating shortly after that and three years later, we were still together. Still going to SAMCRO parties and everything. Except now I had his crow and we both had wedding bands. Even with all of the time that had passed we never lost our hunger for each other. Which lead to the last SAMCRO party that had juice ripping my favorite dress off of me and I don’t mean figuratively. He literally tore the dress apart. Now while it was incredibly hot at the time, it was very annoying the next morning. Which leads us to now. I dragged Juice to the mall to buy me a new dress.

I had dragged him to three different stores and still hadn’t been able to find anything I loved. I could tell Juice was starting to get bored and hungry since he wouldn’t shut the fuck up about it.

“Fine, you can go but leave the credit card and you have to meet up with me back at the first store we went in two hours okay?” I told him. I figured I could surprise him with new lingerie. He handed me the credit card and wandered off, probably to the food court.

I went to another two stores before finally finding a dress and some lingerie that I loved. I went to the first store that we visited and waited for Juice who should have already been waiting for me. I sat down on the bench and waited for about twenty minutes. He’s been gone quite a while, I thought. I started to worry and got up to go look for him at the food court.

When I couldn’t see him there I really started to panic. I grabbed my phone out of my bag and cursed as I realized that it was dead. I started to look in every store I could find then to look for him. I came up to this hallway that I hadn’t been done before but had a couple stores in it. I nearly sobbed in relief as I came to the last one and saw Juice. The store was a little animal rescue place that helped people adopt dogs and Juice was sitting in a pen with a pitbull puppy rolling around on his lap while he giggled like a third grader. I smiled as I watched the two interact.

Juice hadn’t noticed me yet and I went up to one of the girls there and asked about what it would take to adopt the puppy Juice was playing with. Since he still wasn’t paying any attention the lady helped me start the process. It took about 30 minutes before all I had to do was get mine and Juice’s signatures. I headed back to the main part of the store and Juice was still playing with the puppy. I leaned against the side of the pen behind Juice and the puppy barked and wagged his tail at me. Juice looked confused until he turned around and spotted me. His face grew sheepish as he looked at me.

“Fuck baby! I got caught up.” He said as he got up with the puppy in his arms. I smiled and pet the puppy’s forehead. He started licking my hand and I giggled.

“That’s alright. Guess you’ll just have to get me him to make it up to me.” I smirked at Juice and held up the papers that just needed his signature on them. He looked from me to the paper a couple of times with his mouth hanging open.

“Seriously!?” He said excitedly.

“All you have to do is sign the papers and give him a name.” I told him. He grabbed the back of my head with one hand and pulled me into a kiss which was interrupted by the puppy kissing our chins and cheeks and us giggling. Juice passed him to me and signed the papers against the wall quickly before taking the puppy back.

“I love you baby.” He told me.

“I love you too,” I smiled. “What’s his name?”

“Hmmmmm… “ He held the puppy in front of him and the puppy liked his nose. “Reaper?” He looked at me with puppy dog eyes. I laughed at his choice.

“Perfect.” I told him.

~ @dolphingoddess81, Thanks for the help sweetie!~

You Should Know Better Pt.5

(Part One) (Part Two) (Part Three) (Part Four) (Part Five) (Part Six) (Part Seven) (Part Eight) (Part Nine) (Part Ten) (Part Eleven) (Part Twelve) (Part Thirteen) (Part Fourteen)

Summary: Just read it, tbh. 
POV: Natalie
Characters: Joe Merriweather and Natalie
Word Count: Somewhere around 4k, I wasn’t expecting this to be that long. Sorry, not sorry. 
Author’s Note: Well, since ‘office’ received more votes than ‘car’, I present you with a total shift in the story because that’s what all you thirsty people wanted. It’s not an intense - yes it is - shift in the relationship, but it is really going to change things. I personally think it’s trash because I think all my stuff is trash, but like I said before, one woman’s trash is another woman’s treasure. I hope you all enjoy it. 
Quote:   “This is virgin territory to me, so, as long as you don’t tell anyone, it won’t be a virgin for much longer.”



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Scattered Memories (Part 1)

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Character Ship: Spencer Reid x Reader

Word Count: 2004(Far too long)

Summary: After Hotch gives your team a rare long weekend you head home, but you never make it. You wake up 13 hours later in the same spot you blackout at, but something is different. 

Warnings: None descriptive rape, kidnapping, angst, eventual PTSD

Author’s note: I’ve been working on this for two days before realizing how long it was getting to be a one-parter, this won’t be as long as I plan on making my Trials and Tribulation’s series -two/three parts at the most.

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Originally posted by toyboxboy

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Decisions Decisions *Requested* (Part 1/?)

Daryl Dixon x Reader

Warnings: Angst/Drama

Words: 1,100

“No chance, he’s not coming with us.” Glenn said angrily, pointing at Merle. “Fuckin’ watch your mouth Chinaman.” Merle spat. “Daryl, you don’t have to do this.” Rick said, leaning forward. “Your family now. We need you.” He added. “I ain’t goin’ anywhere without him.” Daryl said, shaking his head. Daryl walked over to the trunk of the car and took his crossbow out, along with some other things.

“(Y/N), you don’t have to go with them, come back home with us.” Glenn told you, putting more emphasis on the word ‘home’. You looked over at Daryl who was standing next to Merle, waiting impatiently for you to make your decision. He dreaded the thought that you wouldn’t chose to go with him, that would break him. This was the hardest choice you ever had to make. “I-I, I can’t leave him.” You stuttered. Your eyes began to water when you saw the look on Maggie and Glenn’s face. “Please, don’t go.” Maggie whispered, when you gave her a hug. You just shook your head, because there weren’t any words you could think of to make the situation less painful. You gave Rick, then Glenn a hug trying your hardest not to cry.

“I hope your happy man, you’re taking (Y/N) away from her family.” Glenn told Daryl. Daryl tried to ignore Glenn’s comment and Merle had a pompous smile on his face. Your heart broke when you heard Glenn and Maggie shouting for you to come back. Daryl put his hand on the small of your back and you flinched away from him. Daryl watched you walk away from him, with a scowl on your face and that scared the shit out of him. He had never seen you act this way towards him.


You were walking through the woods for about an hour, before Merle finally broke the silence. It surprised you that he waited this long to say something. You’d never met Merle until now, but from what you’ve heard he was a real asshole. “So, who’s this fine lookin’ woman that’s comin’ along with us?” Merle asked. “Shut up man, not now.” Daryl said to Merle. “No way.” Merle said when realization hit him. “Yer bangin’ my little brother ain’t ya?” Merle asked, making you roll your eyes, but you refused to acknowledge the older Dixon. “I said shut up.” Daryl growled. “Chill out Darlyna, don’t get yer panties in a wad.” Merle said. You were beyond angry at this entire situation and whenever you came across a stray walker, you would run over and shove your knife in its skull as hard as you could, trying to release the tension.

A few more minutes past and Merle got sick of the silence. “So what’s your name?” He asked. “(Y/N).” You replied shortly. “Wow, that was the name I was gonna make up for ya.” Merle said grinning at you.

“We need to find somewhere to stay, there should be a cabin nearby.” Daryl said, quickly changing the subject. “What we need is some venison.” Merle commented.


Daryl was right, there ended up being a little log cabin a mile or so away. Once the house was clear you went into one of the bedrooms and slammed the door behind you. “The fuck, is she on her rag or something?” Merle commented. Daryl ignored his brother and went over to the cabinets to see if there was any food. He was going to check on you, but decided he should let you cool off for a while. “Shit. Jackpot.” Daryl said, when he saw all the cans of food that were stacked neatly on the shelves. “Thank god, I’m fuckin’ starvin’.” Merle commented and slumped down on the couch, leaving Daryl to make a fire and heat up the food.


You heard a soft knock on the bedroom door and Daryl stepped into the room. He saw you sitting on the bed, staring blankly at the candle in front of you. “Found some food. Ya should come out and eat somethin’.” Daryl said, standing by the door. You got out of bed and brushed past him. You sat down on the floor, next to the small coffee table, refusing to sit next to Merle on the couch. You grabbed a can of beans and started to eat. You ate as fast as you could and went back into the bedroom, not giving a shit if you were being an asshole.

You took of your boots and got under the sheets, once again staring at the candle. After a few minutes the door opened and Daryl tossed his bag on the floor next to yours. You felt the bed dip down next to you and tried to scoot yourself as far away from him as you could. Daryl pushed your hair to the side and placed soft kisses on the back of your neck. You were about to moan, but you couldn’t forget what had happened this morning. “Stop.” You told Daryl. He pulled away and looked at the back of your head with a stunned expression. “Why?” He asked, as the feeling of rejection washed over him. “Just.. after everything that’s happened today.. I just..” You didn’t know what to say.

Daryl turned to lay on his back, scoffing and shaking his head. “Why don’t ya just leave then? Took ya for fuckin’ ever to make the damn decision anyway.” Daryl said harshly. Your whole body went rigid and you were absolutely furious. A few very long minutes passed and Daryl thought about what he just said to you, realizing it was a mistake. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it.” He said, placing his hand on your waist. “Don’t you dare touch me!” You shouted, jumping out of the bed. “Took me forever to make a decision? What the fuck?!” You shouted again. “You act like it was an easy choice and they didn’t mean anything to you and I know that’s bullshit. You knew I would go with you because of how much I love you and you didn’t even care about what I was feeling! I love them too you know!” You told him angrily and he looked at you, shocked at your outburst. You never acted like this before. You hurriedly pulled on your boots, not bothering to tie them and grabbed your bag, in a matter of seconds. “(Y/N) Stop!” Daryl said standing in front of the door, trying to block you from leaving. He knew you were angry and he wasn’t about to let you run off into the woods not thinking clearly.

Get out of my way.”

Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed this. Please comment & let me know what you think & if you’d like a part 2! Drama drama drama lol

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                           Finding Marley: The Story So Far… 

As a lot of you will already know Finding Marley was the first story I ever published on Tumblr. It was how I got my blog started and without it I wouldn’t be where I am today 🙂 I used to update the story every day or so, however over the past few weeks I’ve been lacking inspiration to write and to post 😞 But!! Over the last few days I’ve begun queuing up the next posts and hopefully the updates will stay regular until the story inevitably ends 😞

Because my posts have been so irregular lately I’ve realised that some people may have forgotten some details of what has already happened 🙂 aaaaand of course I don’t expect you to reread it all again!! (unless you want to of course!) So, I’ve put together a post basically recapping the entire story so far from:

  • Prologue
  • Act 1
  • Act 2

So if you’re needing a refresher, keep reading! The recap also outlines links I intended their to be in the story. Or if you’d like you can read from the beginning, here!

Note: If you’re new to the story and have never read it before you can totally read this to catch up if you’d like, but I would strongly suggest reading the story from the beginning properly if you have the time; I believe it only takes about 30-45 minutes, if that!! 🙂 the mixture of the music, the screenshots, and the dialogue is what makes Finding Marley, Finding Marley 🙂 (can you tell that it’s my baby?? lmao xD)

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Highschool - Yugyeom scenario (Requested - fluffy)

Originally posted by chichangyu

Anon said:  request for a fluffy highschool au yugyeom scenario

Members: Yugyeom x You
Genre: fluffy
Word count: 1928

Standing on the train station, you were waiting. You loved the smell of the early spring mornings, hearing birds, looking at the beautiful sky and the sun coming out.

As train passed by, wind passes through your hair and you walk in, sitting down. Right away you played your favorite song on your phone, held headphones in your ears.
Looking through the window, enjoying the view.

Looking to the side you see a guy standing next to your seat, looking at you. Quickly you take off your earphone
“Can I sit here?“ he said softly, his eyes meeting yours
“Yes, yes of course” you said and moved your purse and put it on your lap

You both felt an awkward atmosphere in the air. You didn’t know what to do, to put that earphone back or not. As you were to put it back, you hear his voice speaking.

“I am Yugyeom” he nervously looks at you
“..I am Y/N” you couldn’t help but smile, which made him smile too

For a minute both of you didn’t speak. You look at him, and as soon as he looks at you, you look away.
“What are you listening to?” Yugyeom raises his eyebrows
“Here” you hand him one earphone and he puts it in his ear

You watch him for a moment to see his reaction. He smiled widely.
“That is actually my favorite song” he looks up at you
“Are you serious?” you asked
“Yeah. I listen to it on repeat” he nods his head

You smiled and looked outside for a moment and saw that this is your station. You started to pack your stuff
“Oh we’re here already? Wow” he said and took his bag and stood up
“Wait. We go to same high school?”
He looks at you in surprise
“I think we do? I mean there’s only one high school in this side of town” he stands in front of the door
“How I never saw you before?” you laughed
“I mean, how can you not see me? I mean look at me?” he acted all cool and showed off his muscles, you laugh and roll your eyes
“I’m just kidding.” He spoke as the door opened

Two of you step outside.
“My friends are waiting for me, do you need a lift to school?” Yugyeom asked
“No, I am fine. I’ll walk, but thanks” you smiled
“See you around?” he looks at your eyes
“Yeah” you nod your head lightly and smile, walking away.

“Hey” Yugyeom smiled and stands next to you.
He realizes you didn’t even hear him. He moves bit closer and then waves his hand in front of your face. You quickly look up from your phone and see Yugyeom laughing.
“Oh my God, you scared me” you took off your earphones and turned off the music.
“I was like saying hey and I see you didn’t even like blink or made a move” he laughs again
“I’m sorry. Hey, hi, hello” you laugh shaking your head
“Too bad we don’t have same classes” he spoke
“You are one year older than me” you said pointing at him
He nods his head
“I kind of guessed it… You look like a small baby”
“What-“ you playfully slap his arm
“Ouch! It hurts” he said, holding his arm
“Ouch it hurts. No man” you impersonate his voice and then laugh
“And I don’t look like a baby” you added and point to his face
“Okay okay” he smiles and two of you step into the train

During school, two of you wouldn’t talk that much, would say hi, but he was busy with his stuff and you were with your stuff.
Two of you would always look at each other time to time. You catch him staring at you. He catches you staring at him so when he passes by he would quickly whisper to you
“I saw you staring. Cute.”
You would turn around after him, and just smile looking at him as he walks away. Yugyeom would turn his head and wink at you and go off.

“Listening to that song again huh?” Yugyeom spoke as he took your earphone and put it in his ear
“Morning” you look at him and take a sip of your coffee
“Since when you drink coffee?” he points at the cup
“Yesterday” you look up at him and both of you laugh
“I went to coffee shop with my friend, and she wanted me to try something new so I did. And here I am. Obsessed with coffee” you explained what happened

You noticed how Yugyeom was leaning down a bit.
“Why are you in that position?” it was too funny to you
“Well, we are listening to music, I don’t want the earphone to get out and you are shorter than me so…”
“Rightt” you nod your head

Two of you walked into the train again and sat down.
“I wanted to ask you something” he said licking his lips
You only just looked at him and raised your eyebrows, waiting for him to tell you what’s going on.
“Since we talk a lot in the morning, why don’t we talk like for rest of the day?”
“Well I-“
“I just wanted to ask you for your number”
You smiled and took his phone from his hand and typed your number in.
“Ring me so I know you didn’t give me wrong number” he said and you look at him
“Seriously, you don’t trust me?” you laughed and he told you his number and you press call

His phone shortly after starts to buzz.
“I am not messing with you.” you said
Yugyeom smiled
“I see I see”

“Y/N” Yugyeom rushes after you in school halls.
“Yugyeom” you stop
“I need to ask you something.” He smiled
“And that iss?”
“You know you have different math than me right?” you laughed
“Well I know you are great in it, so we can like figure everything together!” he said
“How do you know I am good in math?” you look up at him
He looks you, being a bit confused
“In the train, second day? You were saying how you were trying to figure out math homework and it didn’t took you so long.”
Two of stood in front of your classroom door.
“Ohhh right… Well okay, when do you want to work on math?” you said
“Tomorrow? After school?”
“Okay, sure” you smiled
“Thank you Y/N!” he quickly wraps his arms around you and hugs you
“I’ll be late for class, see you around!” he spoke and rushed away

Laying on your bed on the evening, you were studying for tomorrows test.

“I’ll see you in school then?” you said
“Oh I am going with you. I forgot to tell you” Yugyeom walked next to you, down the stairs, stepping on the sidewalk.
“How come you’re going with me?” you were surprised to hear that
“I really like your company” Yugyeom had small smile as he looked down at you

Yugyeom was waiting for you in front of school.
Two of you walked down the street.
“Do you still have our song on the phone?” Yugyeom asked
“Our?” you smiled
“Yeah. It’s like we love it and it’s just is ours. I mean-You know-“ his voice was shaking a bit
You laughed and put your hand on his arm
“I know, I get you”

You take your phone out of your pocket, where earphones were plugged in already.
You hand Yugyeom one earphone and you put in yours.
Two of you smiled at each other as you played the song and continued to walk.

“Welcome to my crib!” he spreads his hands
“Nicee crib” you looked around
“My room is upstairs, but do you want something to eat or drink?” Yugyeom leaves his bag on the floor
“I am good” you smiled

Yugyeom nods his head and two of you head upstairs.
He showed you everything he has, the book, notebook. You were reading everything and trying to figure it out more. Writing down some stuff you tried to get it. Yugyeom whole time was quiet and just watched you doing your stuff.
He smiled when he saw your focused face. You were too cute.

“SO any luck?” he asked as he got on his elbows and lays on his stomach, same as you.
“Nope” you leave the pencil on the notebook and look to the side at him.

Two of you kept looking at each others eyes, till you noticed Yugyeom looking down on your lips.
Slowly both of you leaned towards each other. You felt his lips on yours. There was not better feeling in the world.
Pulling away, two of you smiled and put your head down, feeling embarrassed.
“Well so much about math homework” Yugyeom said and two of you laugh

Later, arriving home you couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss. You constantly kept smiling.

Yugyeom, 9:00PM: Hi :)

You smiled and bit your lip softly, replying to him.
Yugyeom and you were something. Both of you didn’t call it official. It was always just “something”.
Two of you went on cute dates, talked all the time, were in school together all the time.

Summer break was something best ever. Both of you had so much more time to spend together.
Two of you were at the rooftop, laying down on a blanket you brought. You came on top of Yugyeom and pressed your lips against his.
“You are so beautiful” he whispered cupping your face and kissing you

“Want to try it?” Yugyeom hands you his ice cream
You try it
“Imma take both!” you laugh and start running and Yugyeom chased after you
“Give me back my ICE CREAM!” he laughs

There too much beautiful moments. Beautiful and loveable moments that you will both forever remember.
Even after long time, still you two listened your favorite song. And as Yugyeom calls it “Our song”.

Times change, and somehow two of you went apart. Yugyeom was busy with his summer job, went to parties. You two talk time to time over texts but no more in person.

Yes, you were sad. But he didn’t throw you away. Even after few days of not texting you he will always tell you what’s going on, keep you updated. But he stopped doing that. You guessed he is really busy or you are just boring to him, so you didn’t want to text him or call him.

Summer passed so fast, just because you kept being with Yugyeom whole the time, and as times changed summer lasted way to long.
You kept going to places where Yugyeom and you used to be, hang out, talk. You smiled and sat down, thinking about where he could be now.
Walking around the town, sometimes you see Yugyeom face in some people, then realize it’s not him.
You miss him.
Sometimes you wondered does he still remember you, like you do remember him?
Every day you played your guys song and listened it on repeat. Yugyeom did the same thing.

At start of new high school year. You were standing at the train station again, as usual.

You looked around and saw Yugyeom looking at you.

He slowly raised his hand and waved “hi”. You kept looking at him for couple of more seconds and lifted your hand up too, waved back. Two of you smiled at each other.
It was a start of something new. 

What a Relief- Steve x Reader(F)

So this idea popped into my head randomly today and I actually had the time to sit down and write the whole thing. *gasp!*

 NOTES/WARNINGS:  None really. just a bit o’ fluff at the end. :)

Originally posted by ageofimagines

(Y/N) cradled Steve’s head in her lap. She screamed for help but the coms were down. He had taken a blast to the chest just as he threw his shield at the last Hydra agent. (Y/N) now sat in the dirt with Steve and he was barely breathing.

 “Steve,” She pleaded through her tears. “Come on, soldier, we’ve got to keep moving. These are your orders.”

 (Y/N) tapped the com in here ear again. “Does anyone read me? Steve is down and unresponsive. Please! I think we’re just north of the jet. I can’t carry him, someone please respond!”

 Steve’s eye flickered open and he frowned when he saw the terror on (Y/N)’s face. He struggled but placed his hand on her arm. Her head whipped down to look at him and she put her hand against his cheek.

 “Are you okay?” Steve whispered.

 “Me? I’m fine, what about you? Can you move? What hurts?” She asked quickly. She glanced down to the wound that had burned Steve’s skin and suit. His chest had taken most of the impact and she still didn’t understand what possesed him to take a hit like that.  She did know, he did it because that’s the kind of man he is. That blast was meant for her.

 “I feel like saying everywhere would be a bit dramatic, but its the truth.” He tried to mock his own pain. He winced and clutched his side.

 (Y/N) smiled as a tear fell down her cheek. “I need to get my hands on some of that super soldier serum. Your pretty chipper for a guy who almost died for no reason.”

 “I had a pretty good reason.” He said and made eye contact with the girl holding onto him so tight.

 “I can regenerate, you can’t. I would have been perfectly fine taking that hit.” (Y/N) reminded him.

 “I couldn’t just stand there and watch.” He sighed and closed his eyes.

 “You need medical attention.” (Y/N)’s panic began to start up again. “Coms are down and I can’t carry you.”

 “I can walk.” He said without moving, knowing very well that he was lying.

 “Yeah right,” (Y/N) skoffed. She looked up to what little sky she could see between the tree tops. “I’m hoping the jet will fly over and I can signal them down.”

 “Yeah,” He exhailed. He was fading. “That sounds…like…a good plan…” His voice became softer with every word until, finally, he passed out.


 Steve opened his eyes to see that he was back at the Avengers Facility, and more than that he was back in his own room. He sat up in his bed and rubbed his face. The last thing he remembered was being in the woods with (Y/N). He remembered being in pain. He pulled his shirt up and saw that his side had been completely healed, not even a scar.

 “Mr. Rogers,” F.R.I.D.A.Y.’s voice came over the speakers in the celing. “It’s good to see you’re awake.”

 “Thanks, F.R.I.D.A.Y.” Steve said as he walked to the bathroom.

 “Dr. Cho requested that you meet her in her lab as soon as you were up. Shall I let her know you’re on your way?” The sweet, Irish voice asked.

 Dr. Cho, that explains the miracle healing. “No, not yet.” Steve splashed some water on his face then patted his skin with a towel. “I’ve got a stop to make. Is (Y/N) still here?”

 “She is, Sir. She’s in the kitchen with Mr. Barnes and Miss Maxomoff.”

 “Thanks, I’ll meet Dr. Cho in a little while. No need to inform her.”

 “Of Course, Sir.” The A.I. relpied.

 Steve got dressed and headed down to the kitchen where he found (Y/N) sipping on a cup of coffee and Bucky and Wanda sitting beside her. (Y/N) jumped up when she saw Steve and so did Bucky.

 Bucky walked over and gave Steve a smile and a slap on the back. “You scared us, Steve. You were out cold.”

 “Yeah, well…” Steve grinned and glanced at (Y/N) who was still standing in front of her chair, at the table.

 “It’s good to see you, Captain.” Wanda smilled.

 “Thanks,” He shifted his weight. “You guys mind if I talk to (Y/N) alone, for a minute.”

 Bucky glanced at Wanda who bit her lip in order to hide the sly smile that threatened to break out across her face.

 “Sure.” Bucky nodded and escorted Wanda out but not before he turned back and threw a wink at Steve, who gave him the all too familiar ‘come on, man’ look.

 Steve turned back to (Y/N) and pulled his lips into a tight smile.

 “Hey” They said at the same time, both wanting to break the silence. They chuckled together.

 “I’m glad you’re okay.” (Y/N) said and bit the inside of her lip.

 “I was actually coming to talk to you about that.” He smiled. “Walk with me?”

 (Y/N) grinned and nodded. Steve gestured to the doors that lead outside to the training field. They walked together towards the trees while (Y/N) explained that not long after Steve passed out, Tony and Sam had flown over and spotted them on the ground. Tony took Steve back to the jet and she hitched a ride with Sam. As soon as they got back to the facility Dr. Cho immediately began working on Steve, using her latest tech to patch up his burned away flesh.

 By the time Steve was filled in they were sitting on a bench just inside the tree line. This was one of Steve’s favorite spots outside, he could see the facility but was far enough away to have some privacy.

 “Well, I’m glad you were there to help me.” Steve thanked her.

 “You shouldn’t have done it.” (Y/N) shook her head. “I get that I seem helpless because I’m new and young but I have been through much worse situations and I can handle myself.”

 “You were crying.” Steve remembered.

 “I wasn’t- that’s not-” (Y/N) stumbled through her words trying to find a good reason to have been upset.

 “Don’t worry I won’t say anything I just…” He paused and took a deep breath. “I just need to know why.”

 (Y/N) looked up at the super soldier beside her. There was something about the way he asked that made her feel compelled to tell the truth. It was in his eyes, desperation.

 “I was scared that I’d lost you.” She confessed. “I was really scared.” She looked away from him afraid that he would see the tears that, even now, welled in her eyes.

 “I’m not going anywhere, (Y/N). Not while you’re around, anyways.” He smiled.

 “Yeah, I know. I guess I just-”

 She was cut off when he suddenly grabbed the back of her head and kissed her, gently, on the lips. If she was being honest, it was a much shorter kiss than she had wanted and she had been wanting one for a long time. She grabbed fist fulls of his shirt and pulled him back down, crashing her lips onto his.

 Taking the not-so-subtle hint, Steve wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her tight into his strong arms. He had admired her for a long time and everyone kept telling him that she liked him but it wasn’t until he saw her crying over him that he had reason to think that she really did have feelings for him. And what a relief it was, being able to reveal his feelings for her, too.