“No, sorry Lance I can’t hang. I’m out of town for the week. Sorry dude.” Pidge sounded far away on the phone. That was alright, she was always busy anyway. He’d called Shiro then.
“Nope. Sorry Lance. Keith and I are out of town.”
“For how long?”
“About a week?” That was cool. They were probably sucking face anyway, he didn’t need to be there for that.
“Allura do you wanna go to-”
“Lance, stop calling everyone. They told you, we’re out of town.” She cut him off rather harshly. Lance could hear someone say her name in the background to which she responded with a “what?”
“Wait, where are you guys?”
Allura came back to the phone and answered him as if he should have already known. “On a cruise. We’ll be back in a week. Lance we’ve been planning this for a month so if you could–”
“WAIT YOU LEFT ME OUT OF A CRUISE?! WHAT THE HELL ALLURA?!” Lance yelled into his phone. “Put me on speaker.” His mind ran in circles over all the reasons they left him out of a trip.
“Lance, can you chill? We didn’t think you’d want to come.” He could practically hear Keith roll his eyes.
“What gave you that impression?” Lance caught his voice wavering with each word he spoke. He was upset they left him out of a cruise and didn’t even tell him they were going in the first place. They purposely did this to him.
“Well we’re going to Cuba and we know how much you complain about the heat and bugs so we just thought you wouldn’t want to go.” Keith answered.
Lance nearly dropped the phone. He was in complete and utter shock.
He put the phone back to his ear and started cursing them out in Spanish feeling his fingers cramp from clutching the phone so hard now.
“Woah- Lance slow down what are you saying?!” Shiro’s voice was clear.
“I WAS BORN IN CUBA YOU DICKS.” He finally said with the tears choking him. He wheezed and coughed. “I have family in Cuba! And you’re going on a fucking cruise?! You didn’t ask me!”
“Lance we didn’t know-”
“BECAUSE YOU NEVER ASKED. Hunk knew– Wait where’s Hunk?” Lance had realized Hunk was the only one who hadn’t spoken to him.
“I’m right here Lance. I asked them why you weren’t coming and they told me you didn’t want to. It was odd but I didn’t call you. I’m sorry.” Hunk tried to explain but everyone knew he was just as guilty as the rest of them.
“Some fucking friends you are.” He almost hung up before he heard Keith one last time.
“Why the fuck are you so upset? Look, we’re sorry, we didn’t know. You can’t blame us–.” Lance never hung up the phone so fast before in his life.
He was angry, he was sad, and most of all he felt abandoned. They didn’t know where he was from despite him always talking about it, they didn’t think he’d want to come because he’d complain?
It doesn’t matter. He’s got other friends he doesn’t need them anyway. He doesn’t…
Time for some more whump! It’s Day Two- Hypothermia!
Lance and Keith (read: klance) go to an ice planet.
why do i only ever hurt lance
“Figures,” Lance grumbled.
“Stereotypical ice planet. Why couldn’t the rebels have lived on, I
don’t know, a tropical island? The entire known universe and we can’t
stumble across some beach residents in need of rescue?”
“Lance,” Shiro’s disapproving
voice sounded over the coms. “The two of them gave me their only
ship. Which means we’re helping them. They’re part of a freedom
fighter organization, maybe they can help us.”
“Yeah, okay, but why do I
have to be the one that gets sent down here? I’m from Cuba! This is
way, way below comfortable temperatures for me.”
“Quit whining,” Keith snapped,
glaring at Lance over his shoulder. “Our armor’s designed to keep
us warm, and this is below comfortable for anyone. And pick up
Lance rolled his eyes, but jogged to
catch up to him.
“Sorry, Lance, but the red lion is
the best at withstanding extreme temperatures. And it’s smaller, and
faster than the other lions, so it can better navigate the terrain,”
“Wish I had help navigating the
terrain now,” Lance muttered under his breath. The two of them were
currently struggling through over a foot of snow. “And that doesn’t
explain why I had to bring Keith with me.”
“Because going on solo missions to
unknown locations is how you get killed,” Pidge pointed out. “Star
Wars? Hoth? Luke almost getting annihilated by the abominable
snowman? Any of that ring a bell?”
“Quiznaking ice planets. Why are we
out of the lion anyway, Shiro? Red’s warm. Do you want us to
freeze to death and then have to hide inside the body of a space
camel?” Lance’s voice was dripping with sarcasm.
“What the hell are you
“Star Wars, Keith. Remind me to
marathon it with you when we get back to Earth. My niece loves those
movies, and she’ll eat all the popcorn, but it’s worth it. Trust me.”
“Would you two take this mission
seriously?” Shiro asked. Lance could practically see him rubbing
his temples exhaustedly. “I know it’s not exactly high-stakes
adventure, but these guys saved my life. You’re not going to go
prancing around the planet in your lion and accidentally destroy
“Prancing? Shiro, I don’t
“Lance, look,” Keith interrupted
him and pointed out towards a large stretch of ice before them. It
would’ve been a lake, had the planet not had such low temperatures.
“Pidge, is that the direction we need to go?”
“Yep,” she told them. “The
hideout’s not far from the opposite side.”
Keith sighed. “We’ll have to go
“Woah, what? Keith, that lake is
huge! It’d be so much easier to walk straight across,” Lance
protested. “I’m not about to freeze to death while we take the
“In case you hadn’t noticed, that’s
ice, dumbass. If it can’t support our weight and breaks then
we really could freeze to death! That water’s gotta be a lot
worse than this.”
“I’m not an idiot, Keith, I know
that. Pidge, if I send you a scan can you see if it’ll support us?”
Lance asked. Pidge made a noise of affirmation, and Lance used his
armor’s scanner to send an analysis of the ice to her.
“It looks pretty thick,” she
mused. “I wouldn’t jump up and down or start hacking at it with
your bayards if I were you, but you’ll be able to walk across.”
“See?” Lance smirked at
him. “What’d I tell you? It’s fine.”
“Shouldn’t we, I don’t know, check
the lake? What if there’s a… space octopus in there, or something?
Or a shark? I mean, they wouldn’t normally live in lakes, but this
isn’t Earth so who knows? Are space alligators a thing?” Hunk spoke
so fast it was almost difficult to understand.
“Hunk, you’re rambling,” Lance
observed with a fond smile. “But don’t worry. The top of the lake
is frozen, so they wouldn’t be able to breathe, right? Let alone get
to us. If it makes you feel better, I’ll do a full scan of the lake.”
“Nope. No animals down there,”
Pidge confirmed a few moments later. “Now would you two hurry up
“I still have a really bad feeling
about this,” Keith mumbled.
Lance turned towards him with a grin.
“We are so watching Star Wars together. In fact, we should
see if they have it at the space mall. But sorry, Keith, if you want
to go the long way, be my guest. I’m not going to wait any longer
than I have to.”
“He really is the true pilot of
Red,” Pidge sounded as if she was trying to repress a laugh.
“Impatient as all hell.”
“Hey!” Keith and Lance
exclaimed at the same time.
Pidge snorted. “Just get going
Lance wasted no time in starting out
across the lake. He was several paces ahead of Keith, who still
hesitated to step out onto it. As he was about to continue forward,
Keith stopped in his tracks. He could swear he saw something dark
moving below the ice, but Pidge had scanned the lake for life, hadn’t
she? It must just be his imagination. He started forward again, but
just then the ground shook, and the ice in front of Lance exploded.
He let out a strangled yelp, stumbling
away from whatever had just burst out of the lake. Keith could hear
the frantic voices of the others in his ears, but it all descended
into white noise as he saw the vine that had broken through the ice
wrap around Lance’s legs.
He rushed forward, but it was already
too late. Keith watched as Lance was dragged into the hole made by
the creature, and plunged into the freezing lake.
The water was murky, and dark. Lance
could barely see, all he knew was that something was dragging him
further and further down into the depths. He didn’t have time to
activate his helmet properly before water was rushing into his lungs.
He felt the grip of whatever held him
tightening on his legs, and though he tried to kick he couldn’t break
Lance forced himself not to panic.
Panicking wouldn’t help him. So he collected his thoughts, summoned
his bayard, and pointed it down. He still couldn’t see anything, but
with luck he’d hit the monster, not himself. He moved his finger to
the trigger, aimed for what he hoped wasn’t his leg, and fired.
Judging by the shriek of pain and how
the hold on him loosened, Lance guessed the laser met its mark. He
kicked upwards immediately, swimming quickly to the surface. However,
with limited eyesight and dwindling oxygen, his hands met nothing but
ice. Panic started to overtake him again as he desperately scrambled
to find the hole which he’d fallen into.
Lance was just starting to give up
hope completely when suddenly a hand snagged around his wrist and
yanked him to the side, and up to the surface.
Lance sucked in a breath, coughing the
water out of his lungs as he collapsed onto the ice. His vision was
foggy around the edges, but he could see well enough to notice Keith
kneeling over him, breathing heavily.
“Are you okay?” he demanded, hands
hovering over Lance’s form. “Are you hurt?”
“What—” Lance coughed again.
“What was that… that thing?”
“I… I didn’t scan for plants,”
Pidge told him apologetically. “In my defense, I had no idea there
would be some crazy strong… Venus flytrap-ish monster living here.”
“Now will you listen to me
when I tell you something’s a bad idea?” Keith asked, sounding way
to relieved to actually come off as angry.
Lance gave him a shaky smile. “I
c-could ask you the… the same, S-samurai.”. Keith tensed
“Why’s he talking like that?” he
asked. “He’s… breathing weird, too. And shivering. Pidge, what—”
“Keith. Scan. Now.” Pidge’s voice
was suddenly alert, and when Keith complied, she cursed.
“Hypothermia. I should’ve guessed. Keith, get him back to the
castle. He should be fine, but he needs a pod. Allura and I will come
back to the planet in Blue later.”
Keith nodded, picking Lance up in his
arms as if he weighed nothing at all, before rushing towards Red.
“Hang on, Lance. You’re gonna be fine.”
“You.. you were r-right,” Lance
admitted around chattering teeth. “That was a… very b-bad idea.”
His eyes started to slide shut.
“Wh— no, Lance, you have to stay
awake. C'mon, keep your eyes open. We’re almost there.”
“’M sorry, Keith, b-but it’s… it’s
freezing, and you’re r-r-really w-warm,” Lance mumbled, closing his
eyes and leaning his head on Keith’s shoulder. “I think… I’ll
just take a little n-nap.”
“Lance, no, you’ve got to—”
Keith started insistently, but Lance had already passed out in his
Lance fell unceremoniously out of the
healing pod, but was luckily caught before he collapsed onto the
floor. He looked up to meet Keith’s dark eyes, and promptly groaned.
“So, I guess we had another bonding moment.”
Keith bristled. “That’s all you have
to say? Not ‘thank you for saving my life?’ After your stupid
decision-making skills got you put in a pod for the… how many times
has it been now?”
Lance ignored him. “Where are the
“None of them wanted to stay
overnight, because, again, you’ve been in this pod way too many
times,” Keith told him, unsure if he should point out that Lance
had made no move to step back, so Keith was still supporting the
entirety of his weight.
“And yet you stayed,” Lance
grinned. “Guess I should probably start listening to you, huh?”
Lance’s smile turned quickly into a
smirk. “Well, that’s too bad, since we both know that’s never going
Keith scowled, prepared to drop Lance
onto the floor. He would have to, if Lance hadn’t leaned forward at
that exact moment and kissed him.
It didn’t last long, but Keith was
blushing furiously, anyway. It was nice to see that Lance looked a
little flustered, too, though.
“Thanks,” Lance said softly. “For
saving my life.”
“Um,” Keith started, brain still
trying to understand what was going on. “Did you just— you and I—
is this— what?”
Lance laughed, finally stepping back
from Keith and turning to walk out the door. “I’m going to go get
some food goo, if you’d care to join me.”
Keith watched him go, and stammered
out a few more incoherent sentences before rushing after him.
You can use these for your own stories, or you can request one for me to do. If there’s any specific stories you want me to do with the prompts you choose, let me know in the request. If you do choose to do one of these prompts, tag me in it so I can read it!
1. “I feel like I’m losing my damn mind.”
2. “Gah! Why are you so cold? Get off of me you icicle!”
3. “Marry me?”
4. “God, I was so worried!” “I was only gone for five minutes!”
5. “Please don’t shut me out.”
6. “I can’t believe you haven’t noticed. I’m screaming for someone to notice, to help me, and yet no one does!”
7. “Who the hell do you think you are?”
8. “This is going to hurt, I’m so sorry.”
9. “Who did this to you?”
10. “I’m gonna kill him!”
11. “Cuddle me you weirdo.”
12. “I’m pregnant.”
13. “Are you…crying? You? Mister/Miss, ‘I don’t cry, I’m tough as hell’?”
“Oh shut up, we all have our weaknesses!”
14. “You’re part of the family now, don’t ever think you’re not.”
15. “Breathe, can you do that for me?”
16. “I’m a burden to you!”
17. “I’m better off dead.” “You’re better off alive, with me.”
18. “You’re beautiful, and if anyone says that you’re not, know that they’re damn well wrong.”
19. “You’re warm, s'great for cuddling.”
20. “Send help, the kids are out of control!”
21. “C'mere you sexy thing!”
22. “I, um, might’ve gone a little bit overboard on the shopping.” “A little bit?!”
23. “You did this all for me?” “No, I did this for Jeffrey across the street. Yes I did this for you!”
24. “What the hell is happening to me?”
25. “You aren’t dreaming, look, I’m here, this is real.”
26. “There’s so much blood, it won’t come off!”
27. “Woah, slow down, what’s going on?”
28. “I’m so lucky to have you.”
29. “You mess with her/him, you mess with me.”
30. “That’s it, you’re staying here until I can get this sorted.” “But I–” “No buts!”
31. “I don’t want to sleep alone tonight.”
32. “I love you, you know that right?”
33. “I’m coming to get you, stay there.”
34. “Okay, so don’t freak out, but I got flour everywhere…”
35. “Is it supposed to look like that?” “I think so?” “Is that a question or a statement?”
36. “Woah, I never knew you had a tattoo!”
37. “Are you safe?” “I-I don’t know.”
38. “S/he deserves better than me.”
39. “We’re more than just friends and you know it.”
40. “It’s me! It’s me! Calm down, baby, please.”
41. “What have you been doing? Actually, don’t answer that, I don’t want to know.”
42. “Is the movie too scary? I can stop it if you want and we could watch something else.”
44. “Touch her again, and I’ll kill you.” “Will you? Because last time I checked, petty threats don’t do shit, ____. They just piss me off more.”
45. “You don’t mess with my family.”
46. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”
47. “Please don’t leave me.”
48. “Did you just slap my ass?” “Actually, I firmly grasped it.” “Did you just quote Spongebob?”
50. “Let her/him go, please! I’m the one you want!” “Oh really now? What can you do for me?”
51. “I’ve got you, you’re safe now.”
52. “And you didn’t think to tell me about this until now?” “I didn’t think it was that important…”
53. “I can’t carry on this way anymore, I can’t live like this.”
54. “You know if you wanted sex, you could’ve just asked.”
55. “Stop freaking out, you’re making me freak out! And I’m the level headed one of the house!”
56. “Please don’t do this, your family needs you, your friends need you, I need you.”
57. “You can’t hide from me!”
58. “Well this is a nice change of scenery.” “_____, we’re in a prison cell.” “I was being sarcastic.”
59. “How sweet, sacrificing yourself for her, when did you get a heart?”
60. “Um, I don’t think that what you’re doing is legal, so if you could just let me go, that would be great.”
61. “I thought you said you knew where we were going.”
“Yeah I lied.”
62. “Shit, you’re freezing, let’s get you warmed up, alright?”
63. “What happened to me?”
64. “I’m not letting you sleep on the floor, get up here.”
65. “It’s not like I’m some broken vase that you can just glue back together and then expect that everything will be okay again! It doesn’t work like that!”
66. “Everything I’ve done is for you, you’re the only thing in the world that matters to me.”
67. “Are you seriously stuck right now?” “Don’t just stand there! Help me!”
68. “I can’t do the things that you can do.”
69. “Please don’t post that, no!” “Oops, too late.”
70. “What game is that?”
71. “I said create a distraction, not this!”
72. “We’re in public, stop that.”
73. “I had some food from your fridge, I hope you don’t mind.”
74. “Hand over the girl.” “That’s not gonna happen in your lifetime.”
75. “Can you stop poking me?!” “I’m not poking you.”
76. “I’ve already told you this, we’re not killing anyone!”
77. “I’m about seventy five percent sure that this bridge won’t break.”
“Only seventy five?!”
78. “I need you to be my girlfriend for about five minutes.”
79. “I don’t need protecting!”
80. “You know they’re going to use the things you love against you.”
81. “It’s locked!” “You mean we’re stuck in here?”
82. “Shut up.” “I didn’t say anything.” “I don’t care, shut up.”
83. “Hey! I was watching that!”
84. “I thought they’d killed you, I’m glad I thought wrong.”
This week’s episode of Andi Mack was so on point. First, it brought up the bullshit that is school dress codes. The principal straight up said, “We don’t want you distracting the other students with your body parts.” WOAH like they just SAID IT, no beating around the bush. But my favorite part? When 13 year old Andi Mack had the guts to do something I probably will NEVER do. Tell a guy that she’s going to start respecting herself and stop doing things like help buy his bitch girlfriend a present or put his feelings over hers every time he asks for help. LIKE GOD.BLESS. The MATURITY of the conversation??? The goddamn INSIGHT THIS TWEEN HAS?? So much more than my 26 year old self. I mean the iconic “Were we ever?” line. I’m so shook???? I’m so happy this show exists for young kids.
BTS REACTION TO WHEN YOU SUDDENLY KISS THEM CAUSE YOU MISSED THEM SO MUCH~
So in this scenario, you are best friends with BTS, but you have a huge crush on one of the members, so when he comes back from his 2017 wings tour. Your reunion takes an uncertain turn and your body take os over and you make unexpected actions.
Jin would be stunned at how you just kissed him in front of dozens of paparazzi in the middle of the airport. When you were on the verge of crying from your actions, he held your hand and walked out the airport, past everyone.
“Now why’d you have to go and do that?” He smirked and pulled you to his chest in an embrace.
“I’ve missed you so much” he continued and kissed your forehead.
You saw Suga, the Suga that you hadn’t seen for a year, the man you facetimed every other night while he was away and would text everyday to make sure he was okay. But now he was merely 20 feet away from you. You dashed towards him and took him into your signature bear hug. When you pulled away he had a huge gummy smile, then you kissed him. But when he didn’t kiss back you pulled away to see his blank face.
He bit his lip and dashed off with you still straddling onto his waist. He got inside the Van and sat you next to him. When you were about to say “sorry” he cut you off by giving you a small peck on your lips.
“Damn and I had always thought I was gonna be the one to kiss you first”
“(Y/N)”he mumbled and traced his lip with his fingers. Everyone around you was shocked, from the other bangtan boys to all the paparazzi that was around. You were about to turn away and head off when J-Hope gently grabbed you wrist and gave you a massive hug, digging his head into the side of your neck, saying a few simple words that changed your life forever.
“I like you, don’t run away”
Oh no, you had just kissed him in front of all his fans and all of the big hit staff. This could ruin his career. Having a scandal like this. A tear lead its way down your face as you undid the kiss you had just gave Rap Monster. But when you looked up at him, he had his eyes closed.
“Why’d you stop?”He smirked pulling you in for a second kiss forgetting about everyone else for a moment and giving his full attention on you.
“(Y/N) I like you a lot” he giggled.
“I’m so sorry!” you ran away from a shocked Jimin but you heard loud footsteps following your path.
“Ya! (Y/N)” he yelled and you stopped nervously. He grabbed your shoulders and made you face him. “Do you like me?” he had a dead serious face and you nodded as a tear fell from your eyes and you tried to escape his grasp.
“YES I LIKE YOU. I LIKE YOU SO MUCH THAT IT HURTS. YOU WERE AWAY FOR A DAMN YEAR” you cried.
Then he kissed you…..passionately.
“(Y/N)~” he’d burry his embarrassed self into your neck and smile against it.
“You kissed me. You really kissed me”you felt a tear roll down his face.
“I’ve missed you so much, I could hardly bear it. I’m happy”he laughed while hugging you as tight as he could ignoring all the people taking pictures of you two. You were the only thing important to him in that moment.
Jungkook lightly pulled you away and looked you dead in the eyes. His expression hurt you, he didn’t seem to like the kiss or you….Your tears started to flow but he stopped it when he spoke
“I won’t be able to hold back if you let me have you (Y/N), I like you a lot”
I literally remember thinking when i was little "woah dood, gay people r so weird, and bi people? lmao, make a choice" now my ass is here going "GOTTA CATCH EM ALL". being bi is great
i ghostwrote this. seeing the entire spectrum of gender and gender expression at the queer party at countercorner in miami last night reaffirmed so much for me lmao. I was like EVERYONE IS SO HOT JESUS CHRIST. And then immediately after I was like “wow being fluid is so cool but shit what a burden to be sexually frustrated by everyone here.”
is the youngest of the EMT’s unit and everyone baby’s him and calls him cute when he comes in with his hair clipped back and his uniform on
and he’s like iM NOT,,,,,cute
and they’re like ok mhm sure,,,,,,,but literally the nurses love him so much and when he’s on the night shift they’re like “vernon, here have a granola bar and some coffee and this extra heat pack-”
won’t say it, but he thinks doctors are super cool and he really likes watching them work
thinks he doesn’t have to wear his seatbelt when they’re riding in the ambulance but that’s a big mistake and almost knocks down a bunch of cotton swabs when the driver does a fast turn on the freeway
you,,,,,,are not the world’s most handy person so when you decide it’ll be a good idea to fix your curtains at literally 11 pm on a tuesday you don’t expect that you’ll make (1) false move
and go tumbling off the stairs, scrapping yourself on your coffee table and hitting your arm against the floor
and thankfully a neighbor hears the commotion and dials for the ambulance (since your arm hurts way too damn much)
and when it gets here,,,,,you see vernon and you’re like,,,,,,,woah,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,cute
and he’s asking you questions along with another EMT and you’re just dazed, maybe because you hit your head, maybe because he’s got the prettiest chocolate brown eyes you’ve ever seen
but you’re just like uhuh or no and vernon is like ‘ok let’s get you to the ER’
and as you’re laying in the ambulance, vernon shutting the doors
and he leans over to get to treating the cut on your arm and he’s like “how did you fall?”
and you’re just like “are you an angel?” and he’s like,,,,,,,,,,,what
and you’re like “have you seen yourself? like how you look. like. what. like. did i hit my head that hard and im in heaven now or???”
and vernon is looking down at you and he’s like,,,stuck between being flattered and being confused
and he’s like
“sorry, but are you flirting with me after you just broke your arm and are bleeding?”
and you grin and you’re like “yes” and vernon is like,,,,,,,well this is a new one
and you’re like “seriously? i feel like you get flirted with all the- Oh MY GOD MY HAND HURTS SO MUCH WHY DID I TRY TO MOVE IT”
and vernon is like akgfhlefjf but he gets your hand situated in a makeshift cast and he’s like “don’t move it or shift your weight,,,,,,,,,,,”
and when you get to the ER he’s like “the nurse will take you from here.” and you’re like ok,,,,,,,,,will i see you again
and vernon is like if you break your arm again and you’re like really??? and he’s like oh my god don’t get any ideas here ill write my number on your arm- wait it’s broken ok let me scribble it on your hospital bracelet while the nurse isn’t looking
Summary: Lance gets in a car accident while on his way to help Keith, whose car broke down. The summary on part one is slightly less vague but I’m lazy okay sue me.
Lance blinked wearily, as his vision slowly focused on what appeared
to be a white ceiling above him. The bright, florescent lighting hurt
to look at, so he turned his head to the side, once again squeezing
his eyes shut. When he opened them, the sight before him made no
He was lying in a bed, in a room he didn’t recognize. Slumped in the
chair beside him was a clearly asleep Keith Kogane. Lance belatedly
realized that Keith was tightly holding onto his hand, and he
couldn’t help but blush in embarrassment, even if the main emotion he
felt was still confusion.
There is a boy with casually tousled orange hair, glittering
dark brown eyes that hold untold secrets, and plump, rosy lips that are more
often than not curved into a smirk. He wears the standard Hogwarts uniform, but
somehow he makes it look like it came straight off the runway with the loosened
scarlet and gold striped silk tie, white untucked collared shirt with the top
few buttons undone, and fitted black pants that do plenty of justice for his
Park Jimin is, without a doubt, a living paradox; after all,
how can someone so angelic looking be so sinful?
He’s a natural born heartbreaker with girls falling
undeniably in love with him, even after they swore they never would. He’s a
walking cliché: the bad boy who has countless rumors of how he beat up so and
so last week or three days ago, who has a different girl for every day of the
year, who every girl wants to be the one to change him– the one who would be
his last. But, it’s simply all a game to him and any girl falling victim to his
ways is just another pawn piece that’s so easily replaceable. And if you aren’t
careful enough, you might be thrown onto his chessboard.
“Okay class, you will be having a quiz on this information next class so please ask questions!” She tried to urge her science class into studying for their next quiz. “Ms (Y/L/N), what do you think of that new english teacher Mr. Styles?” One of your students asked suggestively. “Well, if you should know. He seems like a really nice guy; I don’t talk to him though.” She admitted. “Awww, well that’s a bummer because he seems quite fond of you.” A student shouted. This surprised you, “he does?” Harry looked like the type to like your blonde coworker, Ana. Which is why the news about Harry being fond of you surprised you.
“Mr. Styles, we told her. You owe us 10 bucks now.” You overheard your students say around the corner. “Wait, why would you guys do that? I could lose my job. Teachers aren’t supposed to date one another, ” He stressed to the kids. “Oh, we are really sorry. It’s just that you two are our favorite teachers and we totally ship you.” They both apologized to him. “It’s okay ladies, just please don’t try that again. I love teaching you guys and I’m sure Ms. (Y/L/N) does too,” preaching to the two teenage girls. “Okay, okay. We are sorry. We won’t do it again.” They both said defensively.
After, (Y/N)’s last class ended; she was preparing for the next day, she heard a gentle knock on the door. “Come on in!” She yelled loud enough for her visitor to hear. “Hi, Ms. (Y/L/N). I just would like to apologize for our students’ behavior. It was really unprofessional on my part; it won’t happen again.” He said reassuring her.
“Please, call me (Y/N) and you don’t have to apologize. Sometimes teenage girls like to meddle in our business.” (Y/N) tried to lighten the subject. “Are you sure? I mean I could get them detention or something.” Harry rambled on and on. “It’s fine, no need to go through all the stress.” Laughing at how nervous he was. Harry had finally relaxed when (Y/N) told him that it was okay several times, “I know that we can’t date within the workplace but maybe we can get coffee or something? Maybe lunch, since we have the same time off? We can be friends with teacher benefits.” They both laughed at the that idea, but (Y/N) had agreed to it. What’s the harm of two teachers hanging out outside of school and getting lunch and coffee? She thought.
“Good morning, Ms (Y/L/N).” Harry had passed by you and a couple of your students; the two that were the reason for yours and Harry’s friendship.
“Oh my god, Ms. (Y/L/N)! Are you and Mr. Styles a thing? Because it totally looks like it.” The girls were trying to get the scoop of Harry and (Y/N)’s relationship so they could gossip to the whole female population at the school. “Nothing is going on ladies, please stop asking about my life.” It sounding harsher than she really meant, but it had done the job and it shut the two girls up.
But if only their students knew how close they really were; after the two had their encounter they had lunch with each other everyday for months, even hung out after school. When Harry was up late grading, (Y/N) would be the one to bring him a nice home cooked meal and some coffee and maybe a little dessert. “(Y/N), you really didn’t have to go out of your way to do this.” Opening the door to his flat; she pushed past him and set everything down on his kitchen table. “You shouldn’t work so hard without eating, H. So a home cooked meal should do the job.” She said matter of factly. “Ya know, (Y/N). I would think you’re in love with me, from all this food.” He joked with her. “Haha, yeah. Well good news is I don’t like you; just holding things against you whenever I need supplies for the classroom. Remember, just teacher benefits Harry.”
They had always felt the need to remind each other whenever they got mushy. Harry and (Y/N) both liked each other; hell even their coworkers could see how fond they for each other, but then both stubborn it wasn’t going to get far.
“Harry, you should ask Ms. (Y/L/N) to chaperone with you for the school dance considering you’ll be leaving soon.” Harry’s eyes grew wide at one of his big mouthed coworker, he gave them a glare suggesting for them to shut up. “And where exactly is Harry going?” She hissed, more to Harry. “You didn’t hear? Our buddy, Mr. Styles has a big job offer at one of those prestigious universities.” Their coworker kept on spilling more and more of Harry’s secret; Harry having to dig himself into a bigger hole.
“So what do ya say, (Y/N)? You’re going to go to the dance with my buddy, Styles?” Jim asked for Harry, slinging his arm around his shoulder. “I’m sure he’ll clean up nicely” As much as (Y/N) wanted to leave and say no; she knew she couldn’t do that. Harry actually wasn’t obligated to tell her anything, he wasn’t even her boyfriend. There was no need for him to tell her anything; she had no right to be upset.
“Sure, Harry. Pick me up at 7.” She was trying to seem happy by forcing a genuine smile for Harry. He deserved this job opportunity; he worked hard and she knew it. She was just upset for her own selfish reasons.
“Woah, you look so uh nice.” Harry’s eyes grew wide and his mouth hung, his eyes traveled her whole body. “I got you this,” handing (Y/N) a corsage. He was really nervous for someone that wasn’t going to actually be apart of it. Harry felt like he was back in highschool; less acne but still sweaty and clammy. “Thank you so much H, but you do know that we are chaperoning the dance? Not being apart of it.” She giggled at how sweet the gesture was, even when she was mad at Harry he still managed to be kind and selfless.
The pair made their way to the car; an awkward silence was presented throughout the car. “(Y/N), I hope you know I really wanted to tell you as soon as I found out but I wasn’t sure if I was going to take it because I didn’t want to leave you.” He admitted to you. “You better take this job or I am going to kick your butt. Remember Harry, just teacher benefits.” (Y/N) had to remind him again but Harry was tired of this. He was a grown man; a man that would wear his heart on his sleeve. He knew his feelings for (Y/N); he wanted her.
“C’mon, let’s go on in before our students think we’re making out in my car.” Harry ran to her side of the car just to open for her, “you didn’t have to do all that. I’m capable of opening my own doors.” Harry rolled his eyes at her, but he loved how independent of a woman she was. (Y/N) was extremely admirable in his eyes. He saw everything she does as the greatest gift.
Harry and (Y/N) were walking around the whole entirety of the decorated gym; just to make sure students weren’t dancing inappropriately or just spiking the punch. They were enjoying the time they were spending with each other; both dancing to songs that were from around their time.
A slow song had finally played, the students all groaned and they all began to leave the dance floor. “May I have this dance?” Harry asked her in a posh accent and bowing a bit. “Yes, you may.” She tried speaking in a British accent but it was a failed attempt.
They were swaying to the music; whispering things into each other’s ears.
“(Y/N), where do you think this relationship would go?” He wasn’t trying seem desperate, but he wanted her. These past couple of months have been the greatest; she always came over when he needed some help with grading or just a little pep talk. “I’m not sure, Harry. What do you want us to be? Best friends?” She said jokingly; (Y/N) was wondering what was up with him, he never seemed to talk about their feelings.
“Do you see us… together?” She was stunned; sure she liked Harry but she never thought her feelings would be reciprocated. “Well, if i’m going to be completely honest with you.. I do. I would love us to be together, I really do. The job just won’t let us.” (Y/N) had to remind him; which seemed like the 100th time.
“I’m glad, you see us together because in all honesty (Y/N) I am in love with you.”
a/n: hi guys!!! hope u enjoyed this one :) love u all and please send in some requests.
so I got like 40 likes on the post suggesting I may do a Bucky Barnes friends with benefits type thing and so here is part one
My chapters are usually very long cos I love to talk and the same applies to my writing (my mouth gets a better work out than any other part of my body
Here is chapter one: Alcohol makes you new friends….sort of
Hope you all enjoy it ☺️
It was girls night in the tower which meant wine and gossip.
You loved girls night.
It meant moscato. You loved moscato.
Well, you just loved alcohol in general.
Tonight was Pepper, Natasha, Hope, Sharon, Darcy, Laura, Wanda and Maria.
This meant a good mix.
“Okay, but seriously, you can’t tell me you don’t just wanna take charge and tell him to hell with his stupid gentlemen-ly crap” Darcy said to Sharon.
“Believe me I do, but it’s nice y'know, the guy is patient, which is needed given how demanding my job can be” Sharon spilled, stunningly sober compared to the rest of them, but then again o was Natasha.
“I don’t understand how you can all be around superheroes all the time and not screw them all” you said incredibly tipsy and mouth now that the 3 bottles of wine had hit you.
“Because some of them are just stupid” Pepper said with a slight hiccough.
“Okay, besides Tony” you said.
“Aww, does Y/N have a crush on an Avenger?” Laura cooed slightly buzzed, but still in her motherly form.
“Um, yes. On like all of them” you admitted.
“Ooo who’s number one on the list?” Wanda asked.
You just looked at Sharon.
“Sorry” was all you said while everyone giggled.
“I totally get it, Cap looks good for his age” Darcy said bumping her hip with yours.
“Next?” Natasha smirked.
“T'Challa” you groaned. “He’s beautiful” you admitted.
“I need this list in order” Pepper said laughing.
“Cap, T'Challa, Thor, Bucky, Fandral seems charming as hell so him, Peter seems like you could laugh with him so he’s next, so yeah, Starlord after Fandral. Then Strange? He’s not too old. I cannot include the Kid, Tony or Rhodey cos age differences. And Vision is like a brother to me along with Sam, so yeah” you explained sipping more wine.
“Okay so the real question is, which one would you sleep with” Hope said pointing a finger at you. “Cap isn’t an option, Thor has Valkyrie, Peter’s got Gamora, Strange has a girl too, soooo, T'Challa, Bucky or Fandral?” Hope asked.
“T'Challa isn’t exactly an option either, he’s got a kingdom to run” Maria pointed out.
“Yes, Thank you Maria” you said wincing as you had a glass of Pinot Griggio instead of the Moscato, the slight difference in flavours clashing.
“Who has more stamina, a god or a supersoldier?” you asked seriously.
Voices clashed together with different opinions.
“It has to be a god! I mean come on, they’re gods!” Pepper yelled.
“Cap’s a pretty decent match when he spars with Thor, and he’s way more built then Fandral” Natasha said.
“But Cap has the serum, I bet he can match a god any day” Hope said.
“But Bucky and Cap are slightly different super soldiers, so out of them, who’s better?” Darcy asked.
“They’re actually fairly similar” Sharon said in thought.
“Well I’d go with whoever’s got the best stamina, I need a few things before I’m satisfied” you said with a grimace.
“Woah, what does that mean?” Natasha said with a knowing glint.
“You know exactly what it means” you groaned. “When did guys become so bad at all things sex?” you asked no one in particular.
“When porn became reality for them” Darcy said.
“Idiots” you grumbled.
You all continued for a while not noticing that Bucky was in the room right next to the lounge, door closed, but super hearing working just fine.
Smiling and laughing quietly at the drunken antics going on next door until he heard what you had to say. Then he made his mind up about things.
“Ugh, 2am, I need to get home” Maria said. “Sharon, you can crash on my couch, I don’t wanna wake up in hangover mode alone” she mumbled.
One by one everyone left until it was you, Wanda and Natasha.
“I’m heading off to bed, last thing I need is Vis listing all the effects of alcohol and sleep deprivation tomorrow morning” she groaned before heading off to bed leaving just you and Natasha.
“I’m making you and Barnes happen” she smirked.
“You most certainly are not” you told her sternly.
“Oh I’ve already started” she said looking behind you at the tall figure which you didn’t notice being tipsy.
“You know it’ll happen” she called over her shoulder as she turned to head to her room.
“It will not happen” you said turning abruptly and smacking into something hard.
Groaning, you clutched your shoulder.
“Ugh, when was there a wall here?” you asked to yourself.
“There isn’t” a voice said.
Deep and Brooklyn.
“Right, hi Bucky, sorry for the walk in” you apologised.
“Not a problem” he said brushing it off. “What’s Romanoff so determined to not make happen exactly?” he asked feigning curiosity.
“Uh, something about me and fitness, not my forte” you stumbled over a useful excuse.
“I could help you out if you’d like?” he offered.
Well shit, you obviously didn’t think that one through. Course he’d offer to help.
“Oh, that’s okay, I’ll just stick to Yoga and Pilates” you laughed nervously.
“Yoga and Pilates huh? You must be pretty flexible, we could start out with something more suited to you, something that uses your flexibility, you’d probably be able to keep going for hours that way, we could really test out your limits that way” he said with some sort of undertone to his words that you were too drunk to place.
“Really, training with supersoldiers would not be a pretty sight” she said honestly.
“I’m sure we could find a work out that suits you” he said.
“I’m good, promise. I am gonna go to bed” you said quickly moving to get around him.
But you, with your marvelous fortune, decided to showcase just how truly drunk you were, in your heels of all things and would’ve unintentionally nearly dived into the floor if it weren’t for Bucky catching you.
“Woah, you’ve had a bit much to drink” he chuckled holding you up by your biceps.
“Apparently so” you said enthusiastically. “I’m gonna go to bed Bucky Barnes” you told him in a very matter-of-fact tone.
But before you could move he simply scooped you up in his arms.
“Hey! I can walk you know” you berated him.
“I know you can, I see you do it almost every day, you’re just not as proficient when you’re drunk” he teased.
“I can still walk just fine” you said stubbornly like his last sentence was all a lie.
“Y'know, Romanoff wouldn’t of had to set us up doll” he smirked as your mouth gaped like a fish.
“What?” you tried playing dumb.
“You know what I’m talking about” he smiled at your apparent shyness. “You could knock on my door rain, hail or shine and I’d open it for you” he said making your heart race.
Perfect. Just fucking perfect.
“That’s really not necessary Bucky” you smiled sheepishly.
“I know, I wouldn’t be doing it out of necessity” he murmured, his lips entirely too close to your ear making you tense slightly. Something he obviously noticed. “Am I making you nervous?” he asked innocently. “You seem kinda tense” he observed.
“No…” you said looking anywhere but him.
“I think that’s a lie sweetheart” he said in another teasing tone which would kill you.
“You think you know a lot don’t you?” you narrowed your eyes.
“I do” he smiled as he came to stop in front of your door.
Somehow managing to open it, he maneuvered into your room and put you down gently on your bed.
You moved to unclasp the necklace your high school best friend got you but once again, you were having no luck.
“Would you like some help?” Bucky asked, clearly amused.
“No” you grumbled attempting once more.
“Here” Bucky offered as you gave up.
Easily removing the necklace, he smiled.
“There.” he said. “It’s a pretty necklace” he said eyeing the pendant. A sapphire blue pendant that was wrapped in the silver of the necklace.
“Yeah, my friend got it for my 16th birthday” you said. “6 years later and I’m still wearing it, he got a matching ring” you said.
“Cute” he smiled.
“Thank you for helping me back to my room, I’m gonna go to sleep now” you said in an attempt to shoo him away from your socially awkward self.
“Can I steal another moment from you?” he asked.
“Why…?” you asked suspiciously.
“No particular reason” he hummed. “Except I think you should put a theory to test” he said.
“What theory?” you asked jumping slightly when he took your hand and starting rubbing circles into tops of your hand right hand.
“The theory that not all men are useless” Bucky said simply. “Some of us still know what to do and where to put things”
And here you are again. Gaping. Like a fish. Wonderful.
“Just think about it” he said getting up from your bed and heading to the door. “Goodnight Y/N” he smiled.
“Night” you said in a voice that magically came out higher in pitch than usual.
‘Screw you and your charm Barnes’ you though irritably.
“Oh and Y/N?” he said before shutting the door.
“Hmm?” you said looking up.
“I’m a super soldier, I’ve got pretty decent stamina” he smirked before making a quick exit.
“Oh Christ Almighty” you muttered before falling back into your bed.
Leaving a happy supersoldier walking away from your room whose supersoldier hearing picked up your groan of frustration.
“Sirius I am going to kill you, you know.” Lily threw her bag onto the chair beside the door and kicked of her shoes making them fly half ways across the room and narrowly avoiding Sirius’ head.
“Oi, Evans!” He gestured widely, first towards her and then the shoe, now on the floor. “What’s now?”
“That bloody interview you idiot.”¨
“Interview…you’ll have to refresh my memory here Evans.”
“Well let’s see.” She reached into her bag and pulled out a very ruffled magazine. “Boy band ‘The Marauders’ appeared from nowhere with their hit single ‘I solemnly swear’ which reached the top of the charts all over the world. Now, a year later, I sit here with guitarist Sirius Black for a exclusive interview.” Lily traced the page with her finger. “Wait, here it is. When questioned about the rumoured relationship with actress Marlene McKinnon he laughs and leans towards me. ‘If you’re looking for the juicy love story. I’m not your guy.’”
“So?” Sirius shrugged.
“So. This morning, just after this very interview.” She shook the magazine frantically, “went out. The dear interviewer went out on twitter.”’
Request: Would it be weird if I now request for something similar but it’s just that it’s a werewolf au this time? _(:3」z)_ Thank you and I really love your work!! 💕
A/N: no it’s not weird at all hehe, like last time, i’ll only give a brief outline of what they’re like so request again if you want a more specific detail of a member and im sorry if this is bad, idk much about werewolves 😭
Sorry for the long wait you guys. I wrote this chapter while eating grilled cheese sandwiches and a cup of sweet tea lmaoo. As always don’t be shy to send me feedback and I need 100 notes for the next chapter, but I’m sure you know this by now.
The first thing you felt when you woke up was pain. Excruciating pounding in your head to be exact. Just the slightest movement made it worse and you silently vowed to never drink again, although you knew for a fact you were lying. You got a whiff of the scent of waffles and shot up, rushing to the bathroom to empty your stomach from the alcohol and the small bit of food you consumed the night before. God, did you feel awful.
You flushed the toilet and sat on the cool tile floors for a moment, deciding on whether you were strong enough to stand or not. It was then you realized that you were staring into Calum’s room after noticing the messiness and his navy blue and grey duvet hanging halfway on the floor. You stood up and grabbed your spare toothbrush to clean away the horrendous taste that was left in your mouth. After you splashed your face with cold water a couple of times, you decided to go find Calum. It had to be at least eleven or twelve, because usually Calum would still be asleep beside you when you woke up.