ladybug and chat noir are on patrol one night. it’s a dull sort of night (as it has been for them lately) so they both brought their phones to play with during patrol
adrien decides to shoot marinette a text since hey, he wants to talk with his gf, see what the girl he loves is up to!!! maybe he can make her smile or something. he’s pretty good at that
he notices ladybug’s phone light up after he sends the text and sees that her lock screen is a picture of him. adrien agreste. one he isn’t sure how she acquired since that definitely isn’t from one of his shoots and he’s sure he never laughs like that unless he’s around his friends
teasingly he asks if she’s a fan, because he is really curious where that picture came from, and without thinking, ladybug blushes and shuts off her phone screen and gives him a tiny scoff
“i’m more than a fan,” she says, “i’m his girlfriend!”
can i request a jughead imagine with the prompt, “i think i’m in love with you, and i’m terrified.”
I’m sorry it’s so short, it’s more of a drabble than an imagine!
“C’mon, Y/N, you know I didn’t mean it like that,” Jughead said, but you were too busy looking around the diner, looking anywhere but at him. He had taken it too far, almost getting into a fight with Reggie, then just making a joke about it all. “It’s like you don’t care about your well being,” you said, finally looking back at him and seeing his greenish-blue eyes. He shut his laptop screen and lean forward, across the diner table. “Can we go outside and talk?” His voice was surprisingly calm, so you nodded and he packed up his belongings. When outside, Jughead turned, pressing you against the wall of Pop’s diner. “You’re right, I don’t care about myself, because I know that there’s a killer out there and I’m worried about you.” You stared up at him and you could see the sincerity in his eyes. The arm that had caged you against the wall, fell to his side. You reached for his hand, intertwining your fingers. “Jug, I’m going to be fine but I need you to look out for yourself too.” He pulled his hand out of yours, rubbing his palms against his face. He turned his back to you and you could see his back heaving. “Jug-” you started, but your friend turned around and you stopped upon seeing the tears in his eyes. “Y/N, you don’t get it,” his voice was quiet when he spoke now, “I think I’m in love with you, and I’m terrified.”
His words left you speechless. All you could do was walk towards him a wrap your arms around him in a tight hug. You felt his arms wrap around you as well, and he buried his face in the crook of your neck. Despite the fact and you Jughead having been friends for many years, you had never seen such a blatant show of emotion like this. You were used to his dry humor that always made you smile, but sarcasm would have never been able to hide these feelings. You felt his hands at the small of your back, pushing you closer to him. At some point during the hug, it started to rain. Little droplets fell against your hair and Jughead’s hat. You felt his shoulders shake and you pulled back to see if he was crying; but it was a smile that graced his lips instead of a frown. “Why are you laughing?” You asked, smiling at him, but he just slumped his head on his shoulder. “This is just…” he moved his head, looking into your eyes, “I tell you about how I feel and then it started to rain.” You reached up, the back of your knuckles stroking his cheek. His hand reaches up to grab yours, pulling you a little closer. You eyes darted from his eyes to his lips and you blushed when you realized he was doing the same. “Are we really gonna kiss in the rain?” His voice was a whisper, but you smiled at his tone. “I think we are,” you replied with a grin. The tips of your noses brushed as your faces grew closer. You lips met his in one quick movement and it was a flurry of emotions. His hand found your waist and yours landed on the back of his neck. You felt the rain start to fall heavier as he deepened the kiss.
You finally pulled back for air, you left him panting. You studied his face with somewhat swollen lips and you giggled at the expression in his eyes. “That was…” you nodded, grabbing his hand and pulling him under a rain guard near the diner. “Cliche?” You asked, taking his soaking hat off his head and running your fingers through his hair. He gave you a grin before he started to lean down again, pressing a quick kiss to your lips.
You stayed in the diner until the rain stopped and then Jughead started to walk you home. The walk was quiet for the most part, it wasn’t until you reached the edge of your driveway when someone spoke. “Y/N, I know that all of that,” Jughead raised his hands, “but if you don’t want to date I unders-” You cut off his rambling by pressing your lips to his once more. His hand instinctively reached for yours, holding it loosely. You backed away with a smile, “I think I love you too, Jughead.” The smile he gave you was breathtaking, but you had to go inside. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” you said, walking towards your house. His fingers were still tangled with yours, but as you pulled away, he let go on your hand. “Tomorrow.” He whispered to himself as he walked away. He would see you tomorrow.
i. Kids playing hooky early morning, I am the pain relief pills they hide under their tongue and spit out under the couch cushions when their mother shuts the screen door. I am the first time you skin your knee, in the rain whispering nixie weaved revenge spells down your yellow coat and your red boots (the first time you really know you are alone). I am the hand stand on the sidewalk when your elbow buckles in like lame horses fall to the canyon mouth, you are just a child. You can fly, turn invisible, speak to animals, walk through walls. Rustling, do you hear it? Yanking the baby teeth from their pink beds.
ii. You crumble under the weight of a naked black sky, feeling something skittering on your skin. Something wicked and naive. Like a spider egg. You get a mouthful of broken teeth, and lay frying sunny side up on the summer asphalt.
iii. Tonight you’re gonna learn how to fall, then get back up again. Tonight you are gonna know what it is to be exhausted. Are you okay when you fall off your daydream and end up on your back? Your eyes are red where they used to be white.
iv. you have been chewing your will to live with the aching wisdom teeth you desperately need to get pulled. you have been softening it with your saliva, but it’s 11 pm, and it’s stale now, and it tangles into your rapunzel locks in your sleep and finally gives you an excuse to cut all your hair off.
v. Last week your dentist asked if anything was bothering you, and you almost told him about the small tooth you think is growing between your tricuspids, pushing everything out of place, sending you on the verge of sonic tears and crawling on the bathroom floor with no idea where your phone is, and something out of control, and poison, and odontalgia, and dysthymia, and forgetting the Latin roots, and ripped out pages of a book that was supposed to tell you how to get back home and. how long do you think I can hold my breath before I look like a blueberry, and it is,
in me, and the throbbing red bump at the base of your sternum and how you tried to cut it off but you were too scared of what was underneath, and dandelion seeds of reasons why you should just stay here until somebody forgets you even showed up heaving out of your mouth and into a McDonalds bag, and the feeling at 13 in the bathroom stall after swim practice shaking like coffee on an empty stomach pulling out the first tampon you ever put inside, and your wet thighs, and the warm dirty smell.
Gargle, spit. You say no. Nothing really.
vi. you should get gold fillings. then all you have to do is flash a smile and no one will fuck with you.
vii. Four months until graduation we are not wasting time, but we eat it too fast and end up vomiting on the highway. On the swing, wood chip splinters, and agitation like termite fever beneath my skin. It’s not that I think the zombie apocalypse would be cool, but I could do all the things I do right now without getting sideways glances in the convenience store, or being told I’m depressed like it’s such a problem, or being treated like the splattered milk gallon on the dairy aisle linoleum. Everybody stepping back and maneuvering their shopping carts around the fresh disaster, and staring, and looking away, and ignoring what they don’t want to deal with. And not wanting the blame.
viii. I’m not depressed. It’s just winter.
ix. Is this the last weekend before the first blood? I’m not gonna do my homework anyway.
x. I’m not depressed. My brother took me into the car with the light fixture wires hanging from the ceiling like your wet hair from shower tiles. we zoomed down with Apollo laughing in the backseat and egged the big white houses in Beverly Hills and pretended like we were still the strawberry jam kids on concrete playing hopscotch, living in sandcastles, eating mudpies. Like we were not hotboxing, and taking pictures of half healed things under the band aid, and always ready to put our hands up when we hear sirens, and microwaving earthworms. And growing up too fast.
I’m not depressed. But I’m not coming back this time either.
xi. It’s a haunted Sunday in the home your parents left to rot, and the black mold spores bleeding down the buttermilk wallpaper are causing you to do unadvisable backbends. And somehow years later I am still the grocery list you are always throwing in the trash with the candy wrappers.
Overall Summary: You’re Archie’s old sister and you have a thing for a certain serpent
Pairing: Reader x FP Jones, Sister!Reader x Archie Andrews, Daughter!Reader x Fred Andrews
Word count: 2,462
Warnings: Well, FP is clearly older than the reader in this fic,
Archie thought it best to miss out the gory details of his and FP’s conversation by telling you that FP didn’t talk at all whilst he was there.
In the meantime, you had managed to convince Kevin to talk to Joaquin about FP’s one phone call and that was the next piece of the puzzle that you were waiting on.
Archie had informed you that FP had been working with another Serpent called Mustang but what he didn’t tell you was that he was going with Kevin, Joaquin and Veronica to go interrogate said-Serpent. You didn’t find out until Archie called you to ask for a lift.
Summary: A few years after being accepted into your dream college,
everything’s going well. Your grades are good, your social life is booming, all your assignments are easy… Except for the damn essay that Professor Winchester assigned you. Based off this
Chapter Warnings : Language, alcohol usage, mentions of sex, mentions of
‘Similar to the effects of the mythical creature the basilisk, Medusa…”
You groan out as you sit at your kitchen table, your fingertips typing away at your laptop in an attempt to start the introduction paragraph of your research essay that’s due tonight. You tend to be a procrastinator, which never works well, and more often than not leaves you immensely stressed out.
You shake your head, deleting the first sentence all together before taking a long sip of coffee. Only three hours to get the essay done. Three hours until the deadline. Damn Professor Winchester for giving you such a challenging topic.
Normally, you love his class. He’s easily one of the most laid back, chilled out professors you’ve had throughout your three years at the University of Kansas. His love for Greek Mythology is unlike anything you’ve seen before. His lectures are nothing short of interesting, as he somehow manages to make even the most minuscule of things seem like the most amazing thing in the world. The tests are hard, but as long as you pay attention and take notes in class, you’ve always been fine.
Unfortunately for you, the subject of your essay that Professor Winchester had assigned you is something that you’ve yet to go over in the class, leaving you completely clueless.
Namjoon: When Namjoon came home he heard soft whimpers and the calling to his name repeatedly coming from your bedroom. He’d raise an eyebrow as he walked slowly unknowing of what was happening behind the half-open door. When he saw you masturbating he’d smirked hearing you moan out his name through tightly shut eyes moving your fingers faster. The hot flesh inside his tight pants was soon noticeable as you continue to please yourself without the knowledge of your boyfriend staring at you in your state.
“Babe it’s so sexy seeing you like this but I want to have a taste for myself.”
Taehyung: Taehyung came home earlier than usually as he opened the door he was greeted with a buzzing noise. He was confused and followed the noise and as he got closer he heard you moaning uncontrollably. He reached the door slowly opening it as his heart was pounding incredibly fast afraid that it might be the worst. When he saw you moving the vibrator between your opened legs grinding yourself against the object his quick scared demeanor turned into lust.
“Couldn’t wait for me now could you jagiya?”
Hoseok: Hoseok’s flight was delayed which meant one day less with him. You’d thought they would wait until the next flight which was the today but rather they took another route causing them to arrive at midnight. When he arrived home he was about to greet you warmly but reminded himself that you were most likely asleep. When he opened the door he found you on the couch touching yourself. You stared at him frightened as he closed the door. His eyes filled with lust.
“Continue while I go put my luggage away. No better yet wait until I come back baby girl. I want to see you pleasing yourself.”
Jin: Jin hadn’t been home that much for the past couple of months and he noticed how badly you wanted to be intimate but he was always tired to even initiate it. He had snuck out from the photo shoot since they were all done with his shots and hurried home to you. But once he arrived home he heard your familiar whiny moans. His heart stopped as he followed your moans expecting the worst, to see you with another man. But the sight before him was you legs wide open dripping with cum moaning out
“You’re an impatient little girl are you?”
Jungkook: Jungkook had the liberty to go back home after practice. As he quickly opened the door he was greeted with a moans that didn’t match you. His heart sunk as he went to your bedroom to see your laptop prop open and your legs opened as your eyes were shut listening to the screen. He smiled lustfully as he leaned against the wall staring at you feeling himself through his denim jeans.
“(Y/N).” He’d moan quietly as you were reaching your peak.
Yoongi: Yoongi arrived home late at night from the studio. He’d been hoping to cuddle with you and just finally relax but when he heard you moaning his name with low pleads. He loosen his belt muttering
“Screw sleeping I’d rather do you.“
Jimin: Jimin wanted to make up for not spending your two year anniversary. He came home with roses and a cute cake he baked with Jin. He stumbled to the darken living room about to call out to you when you moaned. He turned around quickly to the half opened bedroom door. He set the things down and walked slowly to see your mouth half opened with your behind facing him. He licked his lips groaning causing you to stop and look up at him.
• Evan is a senior in high school that is dedicated to film (Jared is in program too)
• he’s really talented and knows exactly what to film and how
• mainly films nature because anxiety is still a thing…
• oH SHIT he needs to make a good film for a contest that could pay for college
• he wants to make another nature centered film but Evan’s instructor is like “hmmmmm no”
• “hmmmm who shall I make a film about???” Evan wonders
• in comes school outcast Connor Murphy that literally no one talks to
• ,,,,maybe him????
• Evan stutters his way though asking Connor about making a film about him
• “why would you even want to fucking do that?” Connor is confused as heck
• Connor is about to turn him down until Evan mentions asking Zoe next he ain’t having that because he doesn’t want her to have that satisfaction “hahaha fuq you Zoe”
• they start making the film!
• Connor is very closed off at first and doesn’t want to open up at all
• Evan tries a lot,,,,panic attacks as the deadline gets closer
• gets angry at Connor and they low key fight
• Tries to change the subject of his film but it’s too late!1!!!!1
• oh well time to go back to Connor
• Evan apologizes and asks for help
• Connor apologizes after a couple days
• Evan goes over to the Murphy house and they have the house to themselves
• Connor explains why he threw the printer in second grade
• it’s fun and cool Connor makes the “everything but the kitchen sink sundae”
• they start interacting at school more which confuses Zoe big time
• Heidi is home for a night and Connor is invited over to avoid his family
• Heidi cannot cook and they have to get pizza,,,,
• Evan goes to take out trash and his mom and Connor talk about him while washing dishes
• eavesdropping much Ev?
• he gets caught oh snap
• water fight with spray bottle and towels between the two
• Heidi catches it on Evan’s camera (yay Heidi!)
• Evan edits the film
• it starts off with a lot of things people say
• moody af Connor smoking weed and glaring at the camera
• people keep laughing and saying stupid shut at the screen
• Connor runs out of theater because fuck that
• Evan follows him trying to tell him it’s not all like that “it shows the real you”
“Shut up, Evan!”
“Please just lis-”
“No, fuck you! I trusted you!”
• oh shit,,,,Evan goes back inside and watches the rest of his film
• newsflash it’s ducking adorable and Connor seems nice and approachable
• Zoe knows they fought because Connor is shut in his room
• “look we don’t get along but you should watch the whole thing…”
“Why do you care?”
“Because Evan made you happier and that made this family happier”
• Connor cries watching the night of prom finally realizing that he was wrong
• final thirty seconds of the movie is Evan staring at the camera talking
“When I started this I was terrified. I wasn’t sure what to expect or if it would work. I found something though. Connor is an amazing person…and I think I love him.”
• oh shit Connor runs to prom in jeans and sweater
“I’m sorry, I’m so fucking sorry I was so stu-”
“You watched it?”
• le kiss
yes I will be writing this fight me ALSO YOU CAN PRY THIS AU FROM MY COLD DEAD HANDS
You were putting on mascara when your phone buzzed, letting you know of an incoming text. It was probably one of the friends who were meeting up later at the small bar near campus. You swiped when you recognized Minah’s name, your best friend who you had invited along. Your exams and being so busy with your boyfriend had made you neglect your best friend lately and you made her promise to join tonight.
Hey, your prompts are something I look forwards to every day!!!!! Could you write some villain-hero prompts where they are acting domestic? Like the villain/hero is at the other's apartment and they are trying to act like a normal couple pls? It would mean so much to me!!<3
1) To an outsider, the scene might have looked picture perfect and homely. Partner sweeps in, kisses their lover in greeting, one arm curling around their waist. Apron on. Dinner on the table, honey. The hero felt utterly sick, but kept up the smile, as if this wasn’t some kind of nauseating farce. But deluded people turned violent when the delusion shattered. They tracked the villain out of the corner of their eye, made small talk about the day. “You’re not eating,” the villain touched their hand in concern. “Are you not feeling well?” “Just a stomach ache.”
2) “What-” The villain caught them in a brief, chaste, silencing kiss. “Play along,” they hissed against the hero’s ear. “We’re still being watched.” They smiled at each other, fingers entwined. They flopped on the sofa, cuddled, ordered pizza. Awaited reinforcement and did their best to relax - because if the enemy got proof they were anything other than what they’d claimed to be, they were both dead.
3) They knew it was all an act - they both knew it was a goddamn act - but what wasn’t an act was - “you have got to stop leaving mugs in the sink or I’m going to kill you.” The villain blinked and looked up at them with a really quite insulting level of surprise. “I’m a little busy.” “Doing what?” the hero’s eyes narrowed. “Last I checked, I can find time to do the grocery shopping alongside saving the world. Or does it take you that much effort to keep up with me that it’s the only thing you can focus on?” The villain shut their laptop screen at that. “Amateur psychology. Of course I have more time to work without doing emotional and household labour, you can probably read an essay on the effects and expectations of that within the female workforce.” “Don’t lecture me about the- oh my god, just do the dishes, alright?! Division of household labour, even goddamn split.” “Fine,” the villain snapped. “I’m making a chore rota.”
Tyler prompts himself up on his healthy arm and rolls off of the couch, fast walking to the door. He hates the sling and how useless he feels, not being able to do pretty much anything but to scroll down social media and change the TV channels until he gets tired of not finding anything good to watch. He opens the door to find Adam and Tia standing on the outside with a light blue stroller.
“Allow me to not give a f…” Tyler cuts himself before swearing in front of the newborn baby. “About you two. Let me see her.”
Tia smiles, stepping aside so Tyler can look at the small bundle lying on the stroller. Adam had sent him a picture of his first daughter, but that doesn’t stop Tyler to be blown away by how beautiful Lynde is.
“She cannot be your daughter.” Tyler jokes, slapping Adam’s shoulder a couple times. “She is too beautiful to be yours.”
“I’ve thought that too.” Adam laughs. “But she swears that she is mine.”
Tyler cannot help it but to smile when Adam wraps his arm around Tia and gives her a little squeeze; he has always envied the relationship between his teammate and his wife.
“Where is (y/n)?” Tia asks, pushing the stroller inside the house and kneeling on the floor to greet the two overexcited labs jumping around to get attention.
“Working in her office upstairs.” Tyler says, taking control of the stroller and pushing it one handley through the hall and to the living room.
“Office?” Adam wonders, not remembering an office on Tyler’s new place.
“She didn’t want to move in with me because there wasn’t a space for her to work at, so I made a office for her.” Tyler shrugs, pushing his dogs away from the stroller where the baby is sleeping. “I’ll go get her.”
To be fair, that isn’t the only reason why you didn’t want to move with Tyler; you just aren’t ready yet to take that step yet. You are holding to your independence a little longer, giving Tyler dumb excuses of why you couldn’t move to his house; but since Tyler can’t even get dressed by himself you have decided to take care of him at his place and see how the coexistence is.
“I’ll go.” Adam says, turning around and walking towards the stairs before Tyler has the chance to stop him. “I want to see the so-called office.”
You are saving the file you have been working on for week when Adam knocks on the door and steps in, looking around the room. Tyler has done a nice job, painting the walls on a pale grey color and getting really simple furniture; a glass desk, a whole wall of bookshelves, a nice and comfortable chair for you to sit on and a small area with a couch and a coffee table.
“He did this?” Adam asks, walking to you and wrapping you into a hug.
“I was surprised too.” You answer, hugging him back.
“He really wants you to move here.” He tells you, stepping away from you and giving you a really meaningful look.
“I know.” You acknowledge, shutting the laptop screen and stretching your back. “But that’s an issue for another day, I want to meet her.”
Tyler and you didn’t go to the hospital when Lynde was born because of Tyler’s own surgery, but you had sent a huge bouquet of flowers and balloons for Tia and the baby.
“She is perfect.” Adam sounds so proud that it makes your heart flutter, walking side by side downstairs, where Tia and Tyler are sitting on the couch.
Tia is holding her baby on her arms, showing her to Tyler. He looks like he is seeing a piece of art, worshipping the little baby and caressing her tiny hand with one of his fingers. You and Adam are about to get to where they are when Adam stops you.
“(y/n), do you think that Tyler will agree to be her godfather?” Adam asks and you can’t help it but to give him a beaming smile, nodding fast.
“He will be the happiest and proudest godfather ever.” You say. “He is going to spoil her rotten, though.”
“Good, that’s why I chose him. A rich godfather is what she needs.” Adam jokes and you both laugh, resuming your walking.
“(y/n), can you help me take the sling off so I can hold her?” Tyler asks as soon as he sees you.
“Let me see her first, jeez.” You complain, walking around the couch and kneeling on the floor in front of Tia, looking at the baby.
Lynde is beautiful; she has quite a lot of dark hair for a newborn, her legs curled up and her hands into tiny fists.
“Wow guys, you have outdone yourselves.” You say, caressing the baby’s chubby cheek softly. You are about to ask Tia for how she feels when you hear Tyler whine.
You roll your eyes and get on your feet, working on Tyler’ sling carefully to not jerk with shoulder on accident. You let the sling loose, but you don’t take it all the way off of his body since you know that he will do a movement he is not supposed and mess up his shoulder even more that what is.
“Careful.” You warn him before Tia turns around on her spot and gently puts her baby on his arms.
Lynde opens her eyes the moment she is left on Tyler’s arms and you hold your breath, expecting her to start crying, but the baby looks at Tyler for a second and gives him a toothless smile, making your boyfriend’s heart melt.
“Guys, your daughter has just stolen my boyfriend from me.” You say and Adam and Tia laugh, looking at their daughter lying on Tyler’s heavily tattooed arms.
Tyler doesn’t say a word, he just looks at the baby like she is a pile of diamonds, making funny faces so she laughs. Lynde has his whole attention, so you decide to play host while your boyfriend falls in love with another woman.
“Can I get you guys something to drink or eat?” You wonder, looking at your guests.
Adam asks for a coffee and Tia for a glass of water, so you go to the kitchen and get that ready for them, not taking your eyes off your boyfriend’s back.
“Thanks, babe.” Tia says when you hand them their beverages, sitting on the floor between Cash and Marshall, that are looking at Tyler and the baby with curious eyes.
“Babe?” Adam asks and you and Tia laugh. “You don’t call me babe but you call (y/n) babe?” Adam sounds annoyed, but you can see through it, he is joking.
“I spend more time with her during the season than I do you.” Tia says and Adam brings his hand to his chest, looking horrified.
“Tyler, they are babes to each other and not us.” He says, but Tyler doesn’t hear him, he is extremely focused on the way Lynde has her tiny hand wrapped around one of his fingers. “We’ve lost him, girls.”
“Tyler, you know that we have to give her back?” You inquire and his head snaps right up, blushing slightly.
“Sorry, I spaced out.” He apologized, making all of you chuckle. “Do you want to hold her?” He asks you and you nod profusely, running to sit next to him on the couch and scooping the baby from his arms carefully so you don’t hurt neither of them.
You rock her between your arms, humming a random song you are making up as you go, watching Lynde as she yawns and her tiny eyes close slowly until she is fully asleep on your arms. Tyler’s hand is on your thigh, giving you small squeezes every now and then.
“Can we have one too?” He whispers and you smile, shaking your head.
“Someday.” You answer and he frowns a little. “We already have Cash and Marshall.”
“How many?” He whispers again, squeezing a little harder this time.
“How many do you want?” You answer with a question.
“At least three. Two boys and a girl. My princess.” He says and you can feel your heart fluttering inside your chest. “They all will play hockey.”
“If they want.” You add and he nods.
The conversation ends there and the four of you spend a couple hours chatting about the baby, playoffs and Tyler’s shoulder until Lynde gets a little fuzzy and Tia and Adam decide to call it a day and go back home. They pack up everything they have brought with them and we walk them to the car, helping them with all the stuff.
“Thank you for bringing her.” Tyler says, hugging Tia with his good arm.
“It’s our pleasure to bring her to see her godfather.” Adam says casually, shaking Tyler’s hand. It takes Tyler a little while to analyze his friend’s words.
“Godfather?” He repeats, his smile is so bright that he could compete against the Sun. “Do you want me to be her godfather?”
“We would love it, yeah.” Tia says.
Tyler walks to the car and leans over the carseat where Lynde is lying.
“Hello, princess.” He coos. “It’s your godfather, who is going to spoil you and love you so so much.”
Tyler is looking at his phone when you get in bed, getting your body under the covers. When you look at the screen you see pictures of giant teddy bears.
“I think that this bed would be a little crowded with that bear.” You say, wrapping your arms around his stomach and putting your head on his chest, carefully avoiding his right arm.
“It’s for Lynde.” He explains the obvious and you smile. “I’m getting her that and my jersey.”
“Of course you are.” You say, kissing a spot on his chest. “Get healthy soon.” You look at his through your lashes.
“I’m trying to.” He answers, putting his phone down and rubbing circles on the skin of your back.
“Good, because I’m going to need your help to move all my stuff here.”
Rap Monster: He would explain his band members how you were so beautiful when you two had sex only because he wanted to boast about how amazing you were. He didn’t expect you to walk in in the middle of explaining. “She literally just beams when we do it. Like literally glows and-” he would be cut off by V who covered his mouth and pointed in your direction. You ran out of the room, face redder than a tomato, Namjoon following you. “How could you tell them that!” You would yell. “I can never show my face in there again oh my god.”
“I’m sorry,” he would laugh. “But you really are beautiful. I won’t talk about it again though I promise.”
Suga: You would walk in on him telling Jimin about your ‘wild night’ last night and immediately just go bright red. Jimin, being Jimin, would also go red and start giggling to himself which would confuse Yoongi. He turned around to see you and would just start laughing. “Uh babe,” you would stutter. “Wh-What you talking about?” He would pull you close to him and kiss your cheek gently, letting you sit on his lap as he hugged you from behind.
“Just telling ChimChim here about the best night of my life.”
Jin: You decided to surprise the boys with food while they were recording in the studio that day, just wanting to be a good girlfriend to Jin and help the boys out. When you got there, you didn’t really expect to hear Jin telling them about how you guys had a special night the night before and that’s why he was so tiring. J-Hope was the first to spot you and would just burst out laughing. Jin turned around and went wide eyed. “Oh h-hey babe. How long h-have you been standing there?” “Long enough to know that you aren’t getting any of this food.”
“Babe, no. I’m sorry! They asked me! YOU KNOW THIS IS MY FAVORITE FOOD!”
J-Hope: You walked in on him facetiming Namjoon since he was on vacation, you knew he was talking to him but you also wanted to check on him. You happened to walk in on the worst part. “No RM you don’t understand her boobs are-” He snapped his head around to see you glaring at him. “Y/N wh-what’s up?” You walked over and waved to Namjoon before slamming his laptop screen shut.
“I’m in trouble aren’t I?” he laughed nervously.
Taehyung: Taehyung had invited you over for game night with the boys and usually you didn’t like to intrude on guys night but you missed seeing them so you decided to make an appearance. When you got there, you didn’t really get too involved, you were just happy to be there with them. They were talking about sexual experiences that had and when it came to Taehyung he talked about how he got it on with “this girl” when everyone knew it was you. You gripped his thigh, making him whip his head around. “How do you know I was talking about you?” he questioned. “Tae I’m then only girl you’ve been with for the past two years, I know it’s me.” You got up and walked out of the room.
“I’m sorry but it’s my favorite moment. I had to tell them.”
Jimin: Jimin was really shy about talking about it at first but the boys were hiping him up so he decided to just go with it. He would tell them about how you screamed really loud or how you gripped his hair really tight. You could hear him talking about the whole thing from the room next to you. You sent Jimin a text, saying you could hear him and you heard the door open almost seconds after.
“Y/n I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to! They asked and I don’t know oh man. I’m sorry…” He went quiet before raising an eyebrow. “But I mean… You are hot though…”
Jungkook: He was pretty excited about telling the boys about his first time. It was a special moment for both him and you so when you walked in on him telling the boys, you felt like it wasn’t as special to him as it was to you. He turned around and noticed that you had a fallen tear which would break his heart. He ran after you, grabbing your arm only to have you pull away. “Was it not special to you? Did it mean nothing?” “What? Y/n no of course it meant something to me! It was the best moment of my life.” “Then why did you tell the boys?” He would pull you into his arms and kiss your forehead.
“It was so special for me. I’m sorry if it made you feel like it wasn’t. I love you with all my heart.”
Pidge felt a pinch of guilt nag at the back of her mind.She didn’t mean to snap at Lance,but she couldn’t help it.If she didn’t get this right,she may have lost a chance to find her family.Of course,that was pretty hard since everything you’re typing in doesn’t seem to be working.She swore this was the code she needed to input.The beeping wasn’t helping either,and was that a countdown?She couldn’t tell,Galran wasn’t her strong suit.And she barely knew much Altean as it was.And that damn beeping.It was grating on her nerves by that point.
She wasn’t sure wether she should’ve been worried about the rattling in the background and the sudden speed up of the beeping,but she continued pressing buttons that should’ve worked by now.She swore to learn more Galran when she was done with this.Her train of thought was interrupted by Lance yelling something she was to focused to understand,but it annoyed her none the less. “What!?” She spat.Pidge could handle Lance’s usual complaining,but she was furious then.What gave him the right to ruin her chances of finding her family?She was mildly confused when she realised Lance had pulled her from the computer and covered her from it,as if it was the most dangerous thing in the universe.She heard the beeping stop and out of the corner of her eyes she could see the screen shut off.At that,she let out an irritated huff.
“What the Hell Lance-”
She was cut off by a flash and something exploding,and before she figured out what was happening,she smelt burnt flesh and then they were on the floor, which was slowly flooding up with the water from outside.She hadn’t realised she was screaming until she felt her voice go hoarse.She could feel Lance jerk from every piece of machinery that found a home in his flesh,but she didn’t dare look up at him,afraid of the sight she’d see,which was probably the red that smudged across her armour.She eventually stopped screaming,explosions slowing around them,and noticed the throbbing in her head,and the very red water surrounding the two Paladins.Lance was still over her when the explosions stopped,and she managed to crawl out of Lances hold.Whatever had happened during that time,it left him deaf to Pidge.
She eventually got out of his hold,and finally took in his broken figure.She felt bile rise in her throat.In front of her,Lance’s entire left arm was blown off,leaving a ragged and bloody mess in where his shoulder should have been,the blast tearing everything up to a quarter past his chest.Where his hip should’ve been was also a bloody,mangled mess of flesh,and some bones were peeking out of the wound.His lower left leg was practically ripped off,flesh dangling from the wound and blood seeping out.Pidge wasn’t in her right mind to figure out where the missing limbs went,as she was in the middle of emptying her breakfast and previous dinner from her stomach.After about a minute,she finished up and tried her best to lift Lance’s remaining arm (Dont think about the other) over her shoulder without breaking down.She ignored the wounds as much as she could and started dragging his dead weight over to the exit,the water at knee height.She payed no attention to the hundreds of metal lodged in his back.
Alarms started ringing throughout the facility,lights painting the walls in a red almost as bright as what was stained on her armour.“Come on Lance work with me”.Her voice was broken and trembling.She didn’t want to lose another brother. “Please you wont make it if you stay like this.” She noticed a small groan escape Lance’s mouth,and that a small amount of the weight was taken off of her,signaling his returning conscience.Her moment of relief was interrupted by lasers whizzing past the two,coming from Galra sentry’s that were slowly pouring out into their way,relentlessly keeping them in place.Pidge’s mouth started pouring out with curse words,enough to maybe even impress Shiro,and she activated her shield,placing Lance behind her and out of the way of the constant barrage of lasers shooting past them.Her mind started racing for a way to shoot back,hands searching her body for an answer,before she heard Lance let out a weak laugh.She whipped her head around so fast people would think she broke it,and saw the now aware (If vaguely) face of Lance,who was reaching for his bayard.
He pulled out the blue weapon,and it turned into a smaller version of his usual rifle,and a bit more flat,which she assumed was the Altean equivalent of a pistol.Her mind wandered back to his missing limb in her attempt to figure out the reason for the change. Oh right.She snapped out of her trance to see Lance lifting his gun and taking aim.She questioned his ability to shoot straight in his condition,but her concern was quickly replaced with awe as she watched him shoot down sentry after sentry,every blast finding its mark and sending the hunks of metal into the water below.Eventually,Lance had shot down every sentry that was in front of them,and Pidge was stuck with dragging him out to the airlock further down the hall,and every sentry that was unlucky enough to walk into them,was immediately sent into the water below with a burning hole through their head.She noticed a raspy breathe escape Lance,who was trying to speak,but Pidge quickly shushed him and pushed on.She assumed he was going to say something self-sacrificial,which as much as it wasn’t like Lance,it suited him almost perfectly.
Eventually,Lance stopped shooting and started swaying on his foot,more and more sentry’s catching up to them.Pidge felt panic shoot through their spine,the door of the airlock opening in their close presence. Not now not now were so close please-.Her train of thought was interrupted by a strong shove from Lance’s hand,and she stumbled into the lock.She whipped around to see Lance taking aim and shooting the control pad inside,shutting the doors and jamming them.She leaped up and slammed into the door,Hitting it with everything she had left.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU ASSHOLE OPEN THE DOOR” The guards took him by his arms. “LANCE PLEASE DON’T DO THIS” He was being dragged away. “YOU ASSHOLE OPEN THE DOOR PLEASE-” She was shot out of the lock and into the cold water surrounding the facility.It wasn’t the water that made her cold,but the feeling of dread and absolute helplessness that surrounded her.She slammed into the nose of Blue,who made a worried and concerned sound at the absence of her Paladin.The Lion noticed Pidge’s crying and broken shape,and connected the dots.The next thing Pidge heard was a loud and deafening wail from the Lion,screaming for her paladin.She saw a small transport ship zoom out of the side of the base,and saw Lance’s head against the window.Before she could enter the Lion herself,she was already scooped up in Blue’s mouth and speeding towards the pod.
They barely managed to catch up to it,the pods speed being faster than maybe even the red Lion,and when they exited the water,they were left in the dust of the pod as it sped out of the atmosphere and to who knows where.After staring helplessly at the retreating figure of the pod,Pidge gained the strength to stand up,and made her way to the pilot seat of the still racing Lion,Desperate to reach her Paladin.Eventually Blue stopped and Pidge flopped down into the chair,and before she could catch her breath,a sob broke out from her,and then another,and soon enough she was on the ground in a mess of tears and blood.The Blue Lion let out another ear piercing wail and then everything was black.
So Im planning on making “The Effects” a side project to “Cause and Effect”,Showing the reactions of the Paladins and them coping after Lance disappeared.