Seijou Players As (More) Things That Have Been Said In My Workplace
Oikawa: Joke’s on you, as my employee you’re contractually obligated
to come to my funeral!
Iwaizumi: I kind of want to adopt you… if only so I could ground you
and take away your internet.
Hanamaki: Look, I know the scones are a best seller, but they’re a
bitch to make so I hate them on principle.
Matsukawa: I’m sorry, it sounds like you’re asking me to be unhappy
about something while I’m holding a tray filled with fresh cooked bacon. I’m
afraid I can’t do both and you will pry this bacon from my cold, dead hands.
Yahaba: I know our relationship is based heavily on sarcasm but right
now I am being so serious when I say get the fuck out of my kitchen.
Kyoutani: Overtime?? Ugh, it’s bad enough I had to leave my house to
Watari: HOSTILE WORK ENVIRONMENT!! Everyone eat a cupcake and relax!
Kindaichi: (whispering) Why is everyone so gentle with the croissants, but so
rough with my feelings?
Kunimi: Look, you’re my boss. And it is very important to me that
you understand that that is the only reason I’m not flipping you off right now.
Scenario where all the guys are arguing over being in love with the reader? (i want to see how they would handle that.)
I kind of made this an ailment thing anon, cause I just couldn’t see the bros arguing like that T-T I hope this is okay!
While fighting a group of killer wasps, the boys are doused in an unrecognisable gas. It affects them in a most unusual way…
Fem!Reader x …all of the bros I guess! SFW WC: 4564 (another longer one, sorry!)
The sound of clanging metal was strong in your ears. You and
the boys had unfortunately run into some killer wasps on your journey, and they
were posing quite an annoying
challenge. The three huge insects were rearing up again, and you knew that at
any moment, they were going to release those horrible status ailment gases.
Nimbly you dodged out of range.
“Guys! Look out!” But your warning call was too late as thick
blue jets of gas expelled from the three wasps, clouding around the boys still
in close range.
“Ugh, does it have to smell so bad?” cried Prompto, swishing his arms around desperately in a
futile attempt to waft the gas away. You knew that it wasn’t going to stop the
gas from working into their bodies though, once it hits you it’s like it clings
“What even is this one?” Noctis yelled, warp striking to one
of the wasps trying to fly higher out of reach. He plunged his engine blade
into the wasp, bringing it back down to the ground where Ignis impaled it with
his spear. One down.
“I must say I am rather confused myself. I’ve never seen
that colour before.”
“Yeah well, I say we destroy them before it has a chance to
work.” Gladio charged at the second wasp, knocking it to the floor with a heavy
swing of his great sword. You agreed with Gladio, the sooner you got out of
there the sooner you could see what kind of ailment they had and treat it
“Just be careful you guys, don’t let them have a chance to
do it again!” You told them, and Prompto swivelled around to face you, shooting
you a beaming smile.
“It’s sweet that you’re so worried about us! Don’t worry,
we’ve got this.”
As the blonde was speaking the third wasp loomed over him,
stinger posed ready to strike, but he hadn’t
Damn it Prom!
Swiftly you brought up your pistol, borrow from Prompto’s
own collection, and fired straight at its body. Prompto turned to see the
insect fly backward from the impact of the shot, and turned to you once more.
“Um, thanks!” He grinned sheepishly, resolving to get his
head back in the game.
“No problem, let’s get the last one.”
All five of you turned to the last one, hovering above you.
Prompto stepped forward this time, raising his gun square at its head. And with
one shot, he sent the insect crashing down to the ground, where Gladio hit it
with his sword to make sure that it was truly dead.
“Ahh, thank the gods that’s over.” You stretched, pocketing your pistol once
“Yeah, and you’re getting better with your aim too.” Gladio
nodded at you, and you smiled at his praise. You’d only been practicing for a
few weeks, and this was really the first fight where you helped in the attack.
“Soon you might be even be as good as me.” Noctis smirked,
never passing on the chance to boast. Gladio biffed him on the back of his
head, causing you to laugh. Never a dull moment with your boys, that was for
“You alright Iggy?” You turned to look at the tawny haired
man who hadn’t yet spoke, his hand cupping his chin in thought.
“Yes, thank you. I’m just wondering… I really haven’t seen
that colour of gas before from killer wasps.” He adjusted his glasses, coming
to stand beside you as all five of you set off back to camp.
“Yeah, blue is a weird colour for gas!” Prompto agreed from
your other side.
“Indeed… and there’s something else rather peculiar.”
“What’s that Ignis?”
“Why has it not affected us yet?”
That stumped everyone. Ignis was right, going by the rest of
the gases that the wasps sprayed, the ailment should have been almost instant.
It definitely would have been showing itself right about now at the very least,
yet none of the boys looked worse for wear.
“Uh… immunity?” Prompto offered hopefully.
“I doubt it. When have we ever been fully immune to status
attacks while not wearing protective accessories?”
“Good point specs, but are you saying that there’s something
wrong with us here…?” Noctis asked the question that was on all your minds.
They hadn’t shown any symptoms yet… but was that really a good thing?
“To give you an honest answer, I don’t know. But I feel we
should err on the side of caution.”
And with that thought, the five of you trudged back to camp
feeling more than a little weary.
Your stomach was full, you were warm sat beside the fire,
and you were very comfortably stretched out on the floor, leaning on one elbow.
That’s the life!
By the time that Ignis had cooked his meal and everyone had
consumed their share, the atmosphere had lifted somewhat. There had been no
symptoms from any of the boys, and a good couple of hours had passed at least.
In fact, the only one still worrying about it was of course, Ignis.
“We’re fine specs. If something were to happen, surely it
would’ve happened by now?” Noctis nudged the man in question from his chair,
opposite you. Ignis shook his head in reply.
“We don’t know that. Perhaps because it’s a new form of gas,
it is a weaker solution than the others? Therefore, it wouldn’t act as fast. Or
perhaps it just needs time to slowly work around our bodies?” He mumbled again,
staring off into the distance. He really was absorbed in his thought process.
“Eh don’t sweat it. Whatever happens, we’ll get through it.”
Gladio gave him a swift slap on the back, bringing him out of his reverie.
“Yes well, I sure hope so.” He answered quietly,
re-adjusting his askew glasses.
“Hey [Name]! Do you want to go practice your shooting some
more? You’re getting really good!” Prompto bounded over to you and tapped you
on your back. He had been giving you shooting lessons for a while now,
encouraging you to do your best so you could finally join in the fights
properly. Today had been a big step for that, and you didn’t want to back down
“Heck yes!” You agreed, standing up instantly and scouring
the area looking for the best place for shooting practice. Your eyes landed on
a spot not far away from camp, in a clearing from the trees. The other boy
should also be able to watch you and offer advice from where they were too.
“How about there?”
“Prefect!” And with that you followed Prompto down the hill,
readying your pistol to practice. Prompto stood at the side of you, his own
pistol aimed and at the ready.
“Right, so you wanna stand with your legs slightly apart to
get the best balance, plant your feet firmly on the ground… well, when you can,
I mean that may not be possible when you’re being attacked by killer wasps-”
“Get on with it!” Gladio called from the top of the hill,
causing Prompto to flush in response. He loved this teacher roll; it felt great
to be able to help someone like he was doing, to be needed by someone. So he
felt anxious to not get it wrong.
“A-ah, you’re right! Okay so just copy my stance.”
You watched Prompto stand the way he just explained to you,
his gun ready in an outstretched hand, and you did your best to mimic him.
“Y-yeah you got it!”
That had sounded odd… Quickly you threw Prompto a glance.
Was his speech getting slurred…?
“Okay, now raise your gun… aim for the branch of that tree
Ignoring the slight slur and putting it down to exhaustion,
you did as he asked and aimed for the tree in the distance.
The sound of the bullet echoed in the wide clearing, but the
sound of the bullet lodging in the offending wood sounded even better to your
“Yes!” You cried, hearing clapping from the top of the hill.
The three boys were smiling at you, pleased you were getting better. It warmed
your heart. Their support meant everything to you, and once again you were
pleased that they had decided to let you join in their journey.
Gladio began chatting to Ignis, and you felt like having
another go now two less people were watching. It would be less pressure for
you. Cheeks flushed with excitement, you turned back to Prompto.
“Can I have another go?”
He chuckled at your eager expression, his big blue eyes
“Of course! This time, try and show me the stance on your
Nodding, you got to work.
Now what was it he
said…? Stand with your legs apart for balance… feet on firmly planted… raise
“Is that it?” You asked, trying to look at the blonde over
“Nearly. You just need to move your leg an inch… no kind of
like… hang on a second, I’ll show you.”
And in a completely unexpected move, Prompto came to stand
very close behind you, his arms resting on your hips. It was like his proximity
was suddenly all you could focus on, the almost
feel of his chest against your back, the light drift of his breathing as his
chin rested on your shoulder ever so lightly. The very real feeling of his fingers steadying your hips.
“Here, this arm needs to straighten out a little.” He
uttered, his lips right at the shell of your ear, his voice taking on an
unusually deep tone. His hands ran up from your hips, up along your waist and
over your sides until he came to your arms. His fingers overlapped your elbows,
gently coaxing them straight.
“Much better, though, your stance is still a little off…”
Suddenly you felt the pressure of Prompto’s leg sliding in
between yours, tapping your feet slightly until you nudged them further apart.
He kept his foot firmly planted between yours, his leg ever so slightly
brushing against yours, sending chills up your body from the contact.
Well, this is
“Prom, what are you doing?” You whispered, trying to turn
your head to face him.
“Correcting your stance.” Was his simple answer, and
suddenly you felt silly for asking. Of course that’s what he was doing. Perhaps
a little unusual for Prompto who seemed to be a spluttering mess when he
touched a girl, but maybe that’s just how bad your stance was.
Damn, I’ve really got
to try harder.
So you left it at that, trying to ignore the slight buzz you
were getting from his contact, choosing instead to focus on your aim.
Unbeknownst to you however, another set of piercing blue
eyes were watching your every move.
What the hell is he
Noctis had his head resting on a tightly closed fist,
knowing that he probably looked as grumpy as he felt. But he just couldn’t help
it. Prompto was over there just… just straight up fondling her in front of him.
Under the guise of practice shooting, no less.
How dare he?
Shooting a quick look over at Ignis and Gladio, he realised
they hadn’t noticed what was happening at the foot of that hill.
How could they not
realise what he has done to get his grubby little hands on her?
Looking back down at the pair, his eyes zeroed in on
Prompto’s fingers drifting over her body, his leg between hers, his arms pretty
much wrapped around her…
He’s just imposing his
presence on her like that!
He forcefully blew his fringe out of his face in annoyance,
feeling his anger at the situation rise. And yet he just could not tear his
eyes away from the scene unfolding before him.
“Noct, are you alright?” Ignis interjected his thoughts,
draw by the annoyed huff.
Ignis looked over to Gladio in confusion, who just shrugged
in reply. Ignis knew at once what the big guy was thinking – bratty prince having another sulk, leave him
to it. And so he did, continuing his earlier conversation.
Noctis meanwhile, was becoming increasingly frustrated. He
felt his face becoming flusher by the second, his fists tightening as his blood
boiled. His wide, piercing blue eyes alight with anger.
“You’re so good at this Prompto!” Came the sweet sound of
her melodic voice, and he could stand it no longer. Forcefully, Noctis stood up
from his chair and strolled down the hill, meeting the two at the bottom.
You noticed the raven haired boy’s presence before Prompto,
and you turned around to face him, wiggling out of Prompto’s grasp. You smiled
at him welcomingly, not registering the straight up scowl etched on his features as he continued walking, ignoring you
completely. No, it seemed he had focused all his attention on the blonde stood
next to you… Confused, you tried to talk to him.
“Hey, Noctis! Have you come to join in the- what the fuck?” You cried as Noctis had
just continued on in strong strides, straight up to Prompto. Before you even
had a chance to register what was happening, the prince had thrown back his
fist and swung it straight into Prompto’s chest, causing him to stumble. It
would have been his face had Prompto not moved at the last second, dodging to
the side instead.
“Noctis – the hell
are you doing?” You cried, dashing over to where Prompto had stumbled over with
the intention of checking over the no doubt distraught boy. But as you reached
him… you realised he had sat up himself, wearing a self-satisfied smirk.
Uh… that’s not the
reaction I expected. You backed away slightly as Prompto rose to his feet,
thoroughly confused at the scene unfolding in front of you. The air almost
crackled with the tension in it, Noctis and Prompto pretty much squaring up to each
other. The former was gritting his teeth in major annoyance, shaking his hand
to ease off the sting. The latter was dusting himself off, that smirk never
What… what has gotten
into these guys?
“Did ya see that, your
highness?” Prompto almost spat the title, something which you’d never heard
him call Noctis even in a respectful manner. His tone had become incredibly
cocky, it was completely jarring against his usual boyish voice.
Noctis didn’t answer, only glared back with shinning eyes.
“She came over to me.
How do you like that? Mr I receive everything on a silver platter. This is one
thing you can’t get – her!”
Hang on a second… what
now? Since you were the only female around, they had to be talking about you. But you’d never disclosed your
romantic feelings to anyone, it just wasn’t something you spoke about with the
boys. Where on earth had this all come
“And it’s the one thing I won’t give up on.” Noctis answered
angrily, balling his hands into fists once more. Prompto seemed to find this
highly amusing, his smirk widening.
“Um, what the hell
is going on here?” You cried, frustrated. This had to be some kind of wind up
didn’t it? Quickly you flitted your gaze over to the two remaining boys atop
the hill to see they were out of their chairs and watching the scene unfold
with the same confusion in their eyes.
“Everything alright down there?” Came Ignis’ cautious voice.
Even he felt unsure at what was happening, and also what to do.
Before you could answer, Prompto waved so casually to the
tawny haired man, as if he was greeting an acquaintance.
“Superb, specs!” He called back cheerily, before his eyes
rested on Noctis once more. His smile grew more pronounced, sending shivers up
your spine. This… this wasn’t like your Prompto at all.
“I’ve seen the way you look at her. Pathetic.”
Noctis shook his head angrily, his frown deepening.
“Isn’t it enough that you have Lunafreya too? You always get
“And yet you still want more.”
“I said shut up!”
And with that Noctis seemed to snap. With a strangled cry he
charged forward once more, fists at the ready but this time Prompto knew what
was happening. He swung back himself and soon the two boys were a flurry of
fists, dull thwacks and crunches could be heard as the swings connected.
What…what in the…
“Noctis, stop! Prompto – ugh, help!” You turned pleadingly to
Gladio and Ignis, seeing that they were already running down the hill to help
break up the fight.
“[Name] get back!” Gladio cried, rushing forward to lock his
arms around Noctis’ waist. Ignis ran behind Prompto to do the same, and
eventually the two boys were pulled apart, breathing heavily. Prompto’s cheek
seemed badly bruised, and Noctis has a shallow gash across his forehead.
“What in the name of the gods do you think you are doing?”
Gladio admonished them both, the annoyance evident in his tone.
“Someone had to stop him from creeping on her.” Noctis
kicked his legs out and struggled to get out of Gladio’s grip, meanwhile
Prompto was stood calmly, not resisting Ignis’ hold.
“What are you talking
about?” You’d just about had enough of this, whatever it was. You just wanted
your old Prompto and Noctis back.
“He’s referring to his crippling jealousy, that’s what he’s
talking about.” Prompto answered you, his tone still so sure and full of
himself, rubbing a hand across his bruised cheek.
“Speak for yourself, you think you’re so slick? Don’t think
we haven’t noticed how you always put your sleeping bag next to hers first in
the tent. Desperate is what I’d call
And for the first time since the whole thing had started,
Prompto’s confident façade slipped at Noctis’ words and his features contorted
“How dare you?”
“How dare I what? Tell the truth?”
“Stop it! You sound like children!” You yelled at them both,
finally causing them to stop squabbling for just a second. Were they actually both
arguing about… about having feelings for you?
“Yes, I agree. You are both rather behaving like babies.” Ignis
finally piped up, letting go of Prompto to straighten his glasses out. When he
looked up, his eyes were shining. You sighed in relief, at least someone was talking sense.
“[Name] is rather befitting a man, wouldn’t you say?”
His words took you by surprise, and even Gladio looked put
“What would you want these children for? I could really look after you.”
A slow smile spread across his face, one that didn’t sit too
well with you. A sinking feeling coiled in the pit of your stomach as it dawned
on you – whatever had happened to Noctis and Prompto had happened to Ignis too.
All three of them were acting really strangely, and even if they did all feel
that way about you, the normal guys would never
have approached it this way!
“Oh no, not you too Iggy.” You whispered, wishing this
nightmare would just come to an end.
“You hear that specs? She isn’t interested.” Noctis gloated
and pulled free from Gladio’s shock loosened arms.
“That’s not what I – stop
Straight away the prince had launched himself at Prompto
once more, at the same time that Prompto had gone to knock Ignis over. The
result was a three way fight, all participants using their well-honed battle
skills against each other. None of them were listening to your pleas, and there
was no way you could intervene. You had only just started your battle training,
you weren’t as fast as Noctis, or as good an aim as Prompto, or even as lithe
as Ignis. To stop all three of them would be impossible.
something!” You turned to the only man left with his head not clouded with some
sort of irrational anger.
Clouded! The one word sparked a realisation within you – this had to be the work of that blue gas! It
was the only explanation as to why the boys had all been affected in the same
way; irrational anger, possessiveness…
And lust randomly?
You remembered the touch of Prompto’s hands again, altering your shooting position
earlier. You had thought it unusual for him at the time, but it made sense now.
They were all reacting as if certain emotions had really been heightened, that had to be the symptoms of the gas.
But they had all been struck by the gas, and that meant…
Slowly you looked up at the man stood beside you, to see
that his eyes were also shimmering in the same, hazy way that the other boys’
Your elation at figuring out what was wrong soon
disappeared, replaced by an unsettled feeling in your stomach.
“Gladio…?” You whispered hopefully, but it was like he
couldn’t hear you. He was listening intently to the three boys currently
“You both have no
chance. Do you even know her favourite food? Her favourite colour? How about
her favourite song?” Ignis taunted, ducking low to avoid Noctis’ leg swinging
for him in a strong kick.
“That I can find out about her! You don’t know how best to comfort her. Oh yes, one night when she
was feeling down? She came to me.”
The prince goaded, grinning at their pained expressions.
“You? Now I know
you’re lying, you’re about as comforting as a wet mop, Mr help-I-can’t-deal-with-emotions.”
Prompto cried and tripped Noctis up, the latter landing hard on the ground with
a dull moan. Angrily, he scrambled back up to his feet before Ignis could land
“I don’t know what you’re all squawking about.” Gladio
interrupted, causing the three boys to freeze momentarily, looking at him
wearily. “You know it’s me who can keep her warm at night. Has she ever cuddled
up to you in our tent before? I didn’t think so.” He answered with a smirk, and
you felt like burying your face in your hands.
When will this end?
Other status ailments usually wore off on their own, but this one was so slow
to start with, who knew when it would end?
Suddenly with a heavy thud, Prompto collapsed onto his knees
and fell face first onto the floor.
screeched, running forward and kneeling beside him hurriedly. You hadn’t even
considered the possibility that this ailment could actually… kill any of them. Nervously, you took
hold of one wrist, checking for any signs of life. A steady pulse thrummed
under your fingers, and you sighed in relief.
“He’s alive! Just fainted.” You breathed.
“Huh, fainted. What a coward.”
Returning your focus back to Prompto, you brushed his blonde
hair gently out of his face. From that touch alone you could feel the heat
radiating off his forehead – he had a fever. Was this good or bad? Did it mean
his body was fighting off the ailment?
“Oh Prom. I hope you wake up soon.”
The shout brought your attention back to the other three,
and instantly your eyes clapped onto the fallen frame of Noctis. He had also
collapsed in a similar way to Prompto. It
had to be the effect of the gas.
“I can’t believe…that they…” But Ignis never had a chance to
finish his sentence as he followed suit, hitting the floor with a dull bang.
Gladio followed straight after, his immune system most likely the stronger of
Looking around you, you sighed heavily. Now what?
In the end, you had decided to bring the tent down to the
boys, doing your best to shove them into the small space. It had been a
horrible waiting game, dabbing a cool cloth at their roasting foreheads and
praying that they would be okay. You’d never been more scared in your life, and
you were damn sure you hadn’t slept for longer than five minutes when you felt
someone shaking your shoulder.
“[Name]! [Name] c’mon, it’s time to get up or Iggy will be
“Huh?” You groaned, sitting up and opening your bleary eyes to
“Prompto! You’re okay!” You gasped, now wide awake. He was
knelt in front of you, his cheek significantly better and his usual happy grin
on his face.
“Huh? Course I am! Though for some reason this side of my face
is really sore… I must have slept on it funny.” The boy sat in front of you
rubbed his cheek, in the exact same place where it had swollen the day before.
“What… do you not remember how you did it?” You asked,
“Eh, not really. But since we are fighting all the time, I
was probably battling it out heroically with some sort of beast.” He chuckled,
and then swivelled on his heel and left you alone in the tent. Unless he was a
brilliant actor – which you knew he wasn’t since he was terrible at lying – Prompto had all but forgotten the events of
Eagerly you threw on your clothes and scrabbled out of the
tent. On top of that hill, stood all four of the boys, chatting and laughing as
What on earth…?
As confused as you were however, the relief in your heart
was overwhelming. Your boys were
safe, they were alive and best of all they were back to normal.
“Come on [Name], your breakfast is getting cold!” Ignis tutted
in his usual, friendly yet admonishing manner that hinted he was only slightly annoyed.
Without hesitating you ran up the hill happily, smiling at
the welcoming sight of the group all back to normal, though confusingly, none
of them seemed to remember what had happened in their hazy state the night
before. But that suited you just
fine. You weren’t about to relive the horrifying details, but you knew to stay
away from killer wasps in the future.
“I still don’t know why you pitched the tent down there big
guy.” Prompto gestured to the tent as you dug into your breakfast.
“Actually… I don’t either. But I thought of it, so it must
have been a good reason.”
“Maaan, I was so tired last night I must have just blacked
out when my head hit the pillow.” Noctis stretched, beginning to pack away the
So they really don’t remember…
“Me too.” Prompto agreed.
“And me… Iggy must have cooked us a fine meal that sent us
straight to sleep.” Gladio nodded at Iggy who smiled and shook his head.
“I hope that you consider all my meals that way.” He
After you had finished wolfing down your breakfast, you
helped pack away the remaining items into the regalia and soon you were on your
way again, sat in between a napping Noctis and a reading Gladio. Things had
really gone back to normal.
But as you relaxed in the back of the car, pleased that your
boys were safe, you couldn’t help but wonder… did that gas force the illusion
of those strong feelings for you onto the guys, or did it simply heighten the
feelings that were already there…? You cast a quick glance at each of them, all
blissfully unaware of what they had said last night.
Summary :You die while being on a mission with the team. At least , that’s what you thought. What happens when you suddenly wake up alive ? What do you do now? & how will the team handle the news after thinking you’ve been dead for months?
Warnings : swearing, angst, violence , fluff( tiny, tiny bit for now).
Pairing, (so far) : Avengers x reader, Steve Rogers x Reader, Bucky Barnes x Reader( No permanent pairing yet!) * Bold is readers thoughts, & italics are memories. *
You laugh at Tonys outburst as he pulls you to him, returning the tight hug. ” Welcome Back Y/n. “ He whispers into your ear .
The rest of the teams welcome was the same, except Steve, Sam and Buckys.
Sam lifts you off the ground, swinging your around .” I fucking hoped it was you ! “ he cheers as he sets you down. You kiss his cheek and giggle. Bucky tugs you into a bonecrushing hug as he swears under his breath .
” Hi Buckaroo “
” I cant believe its you Y/n. “ he admits as he steps back to look at you . A smirk forms on his face, ” Damn, looking as good as ever darling .“ he flirts. A blush blossoms over your cheeks.
” Bite me Barnes. “
” With pleasure .“ he shoots back with a wink. You roll your eyes .
Steve is still standing there with his eyes bugging out of his head. ” Hi Stevie .“ your voice shy & quiet .
” Oh my God. “ he whispers, still staring at you .
Is he not happy to see me?
Tears start flowing down your cheeks at the thought. When Steve sees the first one fall he steps forwards, swiping It away gently. He pulls you to him, wrapping his arms around your waist and burying his face in your hair. You swear he sniffs your hair, but you ignore it , hugging him tightly to you .
All too quickly his arms disappear , and he is stepping back from you . He doesn’t say a word, just walks out of the room like his life depended on it.You , Bucky & Sam all exchange confused glances at Steves behavior .What the hell? Bucky races after him, while Sam pulls you towards the bar.
” You know, he wasn’t the same after that mission.“ Sam tells you as he knowingly watches you look for your friends.You sigh, bringing your glass to your lips. ” He blames himself for losing you . Me & Barnes have caught him sleeping in your old room a handful of times. He wouldn’t let any of us pack up your things. “ Your heart breaks at the information sam feeds you ,I never wanted him to blame himself, dammit.
” Its not his fault though . He didn’t know-“
” You know you told him you loved-“
” Shut up Sam. “
He starts laughing loudly , ” Damn , I missed you.“
” Yeah yeah , I missed you too bird butt.“ You hear him groan . You giggle, and pull him to the deserted dancefloor.
” Come on Sammy!“ he doesn’t fight it, just lets you drag him . The song changes to something a little more upbeat, and he starts twirling you around the floor. You giggle as you two dance, knowing you look anything but suave .
The team surrounds you two ( minus Steve and Bucky) and laughs while they watch you and Sam horribly dance. You manage to coax most of them into dancing, and before you know it the dancefloor is filling with people.
You take a break from dancing and weave through the crowd and back to the bar. You see Steve and Bucky leaning against it ,so you dart towards them .
” Can we talk?“ you ask Steve as you approach . He sighs, and nods towards the door leading to the balcony. Bucky sends you a symphathetic look before you follow behind Steve. When the door shuts behind you , you decide to make the first move ,
” Steve -“
” You died. I watched you die in my arms from bullets that were meant for me.“ You don’t know how to respond, so you don’t.
” You’ve been gone a year , and ive spent every god damn day blaming myself.“ "It wasn’t your fault ! I- ”
“ Your right ,it wasn’t my fault. It was yours. What the hell were you thinking jumping infront of me like that ! ” he bellows . You’ve never seen this side of him, hes never been angry with you before and its terrifying.
" I was saving your damn Life Steve!“
” No one asked you to y/n! You aren’t enhanced, you weren’t even a part of the damn team! , I didn’t need you to save me!“Tears escape your eyes, his words sinking in .
” I couldn’t watch you die Steve.“ you whisper
I let out a dry laugh at her statement, ” So you made me watch you die instead? You were selfish and naïve. You had no place being there that day. You aren’t special like the others on the-“ As soon as the words leave my mouth I realize just how bad they sound. Before I get a chance to rephrase she speaks,
” I’m so fucking sorry , did I hurt your fucking ego saving your life?!“ she spits, her voice dripping with anger.
Fuck , I didn’t mean to - ugh I really need to learn how to not look like an ass.
” Y/n I didn’t-“
” Fuck off Rogers. I thought we were friends, i thought youd be happy to see me but clearly i was fucking wrong. “ She says before storming back into the party . ” I’m an idiot.“ i say to myself,
” Yeah you really are.“ I look seeing Bucky in the doorway . ” What the hell were you thinking ?! That girl saved your ass because she loves you ,Did you forget that ? Or are you still trying to deny your own feelings . “ he barks at me.
” I need to find her. “ I say as i push past him , I know he is right, i think about the fact that i never got to tell her how i felt about her everyday . I search through the crowd of people, but come up empty .
” Her and Pietro just left, it was a big night for her . Let her sleep it off.“ Sam says as he approaches me.
Son of a bitch .
You’re thankful Pietro is just as exhausted and overwhelmed as you .He jumped at the chance to head to bed when you announced you were calling it a night. You’ve spent a lot of night together back when it was just the two of you , never in a sexual way though . Tears start falling the second you step foot in your old room . Everything was the same way you left it that day , except your bed. You always made your bed before you left, right now though the blankets tossed to one side and the pillows are strewn across it. You step closer and Steve scent find your nostrils. He really has been sleeping in here.
You shake off the sadness that starts to form, and begin digging through your drawers for pajamas. You both switch from your party clothes into pj’s , then fall into your old bed.
” P, even though its not just the two of us anymore, we are still going to stay close right? “ you question .
He pulls you closer to him , placing a light kiss on your forehead, ” You cant get rid of me that easily Y/n . I never really thought id be this close to someone other than Wanda , I don’t plan on giving it up.“ You lean up to kiss his cheek,
” Neither do I “ .
” Sex must not have been that good, we didn’t even hear you doing it.“
You groan , rolling on your back as you look towards your open door. Tony is standing there with a smug look on his face . You hear Pietro mumble as he stretches next to you .
" For all you know Tony, I’m a quiet lover. ” you say through your yawns .
He lets out a loud laugh , “ I’d love to find out. ”
You fake gag as you stand , all your bones cracking as you fully stretch .“ What do you need ironballs?”
" I wanna run a few tests on you two, see how your insides are looking.“ he simply states, you watch as his eyes go to your bare legs .
” Eyes up here perv. You want to do this now?“ You slide on the first pair of shorts you find.
” Yeah , might as well get it out of the way .“ he shrugs .You hear Pietro lightly snoring then look to see him asleep again and wrapped in your blanket.
"Seriously?" you yank Pietro out of bed by his foot . He yelps as he lands on the floor. A strong of curses flows from his lips as he stands .
” We have to give Tony blood, stay awake for like 20 minutes then you can go back to bed ,lazy ass. “ He mumbles but follows after the both of you . It doesn’t take long for Tony to poke and prod at the both of you. You decide to head to the communal kitchen, your stomach kept grumbling while you in the lab . As soon as you step off the elevator you hear laughter echoing through the floor.
You keep walking towards the sound, finding Sam , Bucky and Steve sitting on the couch watching cartoons. Are they watching Scooby doo? !
You fight the urge to yell at them for not inviting you , you still don’t want to speak to Steve after last night. You walk straight to the kitchen ,but since you have to pass by the couches Sam sees you .
" Well good morning Sunshine!” he calls, you wave but keep moving.
You go right to the fridge, finding a bowl of fresh cut fruit.God yes.
You grab it then hop on to the counter as you begin eating. You moan at the taste of the strawberry ,
" so that’s what gets you hot & bothered, huh?“ Buckys voice startles you ,causing you to almost drop your fruit.
” I’m putting fucking bells around your neck.“ you playfully threaten .
He lets out a booming laugh while he walks closer to you . He opens his mouth , silently asking for a piece . You roll your eyes as you feed him a grape.
" Why don’t we go out and do something today ?” he asks, you hum in agreement before adding,
“ If I don’t eat right now Barnes, ill be your worst nightmare." He rolls his eyes at you with a chuckle.
” Shes not kidding, I’ve seen her up close when she hasn’t eaten Buck. I’m glad you found the fruit I left you . " Steve says as he enters.
Oh so now hes friendly? Fuck him and his dumb delicious fruit.
You don’t acknowledge Steves words, or even his presence . You place the bowl of remaining fruit on the counter , hopping down from your seat .
“ Y/n , can we -”
" No, I don’t think we can Captain Rogers. “
Bucky sighs at the two of you .
” Told you she wouldn’t talk to him !“ Sam yells from the couch . You snort, and grab an orange off the counter and lean towards the doorway to toss it at him. You hear a thud then Sam grunt. Bucky bursts out laughing, and you can see Steve shake his head at your antics.
” I’m still kinda tired Buck, maybe we can go do something another day .“ you offer
” What about a movie day ?“ His puppy dog eyes on full display as he asks.Jesus, I don’t think anyone can say no to him.
” Damn it Barnes. Fine. “ You invite the rest of the team for a movie day , but only Sam, Steve , Pietro and Wanda join the two of you . The twins sat next to each other , laughing and teasing each other the entire time. Watching the two of them made your heart swell with happiness. They both looks so complete in each others presence, you’ve never seen Pietro so happy .
” Mr. Stark is requesting everyone in his lab in 5 minutes.“ FRIDAY announces.
I wonder what new toy he wants to show us .
You make your way down, sitting next to Natasha on a stool .
” What did he build now?“ you whisper to her
” I have no idea, but whatever it is better not be alive. “ she hisses. You cant hide your snort at her comment. The team breaks out in smiles at the sound
” I cant believe I’m going to say this , but I think I fucking missed your laugh snorting. “ Clint says . You hear everyone agree , making you blush .
” Guys stop .“ you say bashfully.
” So get this , “ Tony says as he strolls in .
” You know you’re the one that called us here , and YOU were late. “ you point out
” I do what I want.“ he says with a shrug. Of course you do Tony.
He has FRIDAY pull up two screens, one showing your blood cell samples, and the other Pietros . They looked drastically different, yet with some similiarities. His have specks of silver in them, along spikey balls attached to some .Ewh is that normal?
Yours is what makes your eyes nearly pop from your head, you had the same spikey balls , but they are blue, & multiplying every few seconds.
” Tony what the hell is that !“ You shriek
” Calm down . Pietros looks the way it does because the particles that came from your TAHITI bonded with his already mutated ones from his enhancements. Weird bonded with weirder and seemingly complimented eachother well and balanced him out. You my dear, didn’t have the prior enhancement, but the program seems to have created some. “ It did what now?
” I’m sorry what? “ He clears off Pietros screen and zooms onto yours.
” Tony what are you saying ?“ Steve asks as he watches your screen .
” I don’t know how to make this anymore understandable. Speedy over there, already had mutated cells when TAHITI was administered. He is already enhanced so his cells were trying to heal him the minute he was injured, the program only slightly helped since they were already laced with all the mutation possible. Y/n, had completely normal cells , hence why TAHITI helped her heal so much faster. It seems it also mutated her cells. “
You all are still sending him ’ wtf ’ looks, Tony pinches the bridge of his nose in frustration . ” English Tony.“ you say, annoyance clear in your tone.
” You . Are.Enhanced. Whatever abilities you have just haven’t surfaced yet.“
Your mouth drops open, ” you- I - but - what?“ Your mind cant seem to stick on one question ,the team stays silent as they watch your face scrunch in realization .
” It’s going to be alr-“
” What the hell Tony !“ you bellow ” How did SHIELD miss this !?!“
” They didn’t miss it , they sent it over to me so I could get a closer look and see if I could trigger-“
” THEY KNEW AND DIDNT TELL ME!?“
You hate this, you hate being left out of the loop , and you especially hate being left out when its concerning you .
” Y/n, calm down -“ Steve starts, he puts his hand on your shoulder but you rip yourself out of his grip .
" Back the hell off Steve. ” you growl
" Sir, it seems Miss Y/n’s vitals are skyrocketing into dangerous numbers .“ FRIDAY announces.
” Y/n, you need to relax. “ Tony says as he slowly approaches you .
” Wait , Tony did you know about Y/n and Pietro all this time?“ Natasha asks suspiciously .
He hesitates before answering, ” I didn’t know about Maximoff, but I was informed about Y/n when she woke up and they saw the abnormalities in her cells. They sent me her bloodwork when their team couldn’t- "
“ You knew ? ” Steve slams his hands against one of the tables.
“ It was confidential ,and even if it wasn’t, I couldn’t risk telling anyone. What If something went wrong and she didnt come back? You’d all be heartbroken !” Tony defends.
" I WAS ALREADY HEARTBROKEN!“ Steve snaps at Tony. At this point, all you feel is pure rage flowing through you .
How could Tony know ,and not even call me ? I sat in that damn facility for months, and he fucking knew?! And who the hell is Steve to say he was heartbroken! Did he forget our conversation from last night already!
You try to even your breathing ,but nothing seems to help . You register your name being called but you’re so focused on not trying to kill Tony or Steve that you cant answer. They are still bickering about you like you aren’t even in the room . ” SHUT UP. BOTH OF YOU , JUST SHUT THE HELL UP !“ You scream at the two infront of you . They go silent, locking their eyes on you.
” Miss Y/n, I advise you take a seat your vitals are showing-“ You don’t hear the rest, everything goes silent and your vision fades to absolute darkness.
This fandom. This whole freaking fandom. The people.
It’s been over four years since the series finale of Leverage and people are still watching and rewatching and starting it for the first time every day and I think I love that. It’s amazing. No other show is like that.
Going on the Leverage tag on tumblr, you can still see people going “Just started Leverage. The obsession is beginning.” And that’s how you know it’s really a good show. How, even now, people are obsessed and amazed at how good it is, four freaking years later!
And also, the fact that when you go through the tag, looking at what people have to say, none of is bad. Usually in a fandom, there’s that one person who is just like “Ugh. The writers are such idiots! What an absolute mistake they made!” But not in the Leverage fandom. All comments are insightful and full of adoration for this show because it’s so good and will never cease of being so.
So, yeah, I love Leverage, and I love this fandom, too.
"listen i know i can’t just show up at your apartment at six in the morning but i need coffee and no one makes it like you do" OR "we broke up after i left and moved away and months later i find out you rushed to the airport to stop me but you were too late" with Percabeth?
There are a lot of things Percy expects to see at six in the morning outside his place in New Athens. Campers who are in trouble. Campers who aren’t in trouble, but are being little shits. Lost gods that he can slam the door on. Maybe even his brother, whose sense of timing after spending time on the bottom of the ocean isn’t always great.
He’s not sure anything could have prepared him for Annabeth Chase.
Riptide is in his hand and ready to be uncapped before either of them say anything, his senses on red alert because the only reason his ex-girlfriend would be standing in front of him right now is if some sort of terrible disaster had struck the town.
Her hand snaps out, gently pressing his wrist down. The touch of skin on skin is like fire through his veins, and just for a second, Percy forgets how to breathe.
“No!” Her face is pink in the hazy dawn light. “No I - ugh, sorry, there’s nothing wrong. This was a bad idea, I should - I’m going.”
“Wait–” He takes a stumbling half-step towards her, just barely suppressing the urge to reach for her. The memory of her hand on his wrist still throbs, and he’s pretty sure it’s not something either of them want to repeat. “What - uh, how can I help? Did you need help? What do you need?”
The awkwardness hangs so thing in the air, they practically have to chew through it to speak. Annabeth looks briefly like she’s considering not even trying, before her shoulders slump. She rubs the back of her neck, looking up at the sky, and that’s when Percy notices the dark circles under them.
“Coffee,” she sighs. “I might have been up all night working on some plans, and I really need to get them done, and then I’ve got knifework with the campers later and I really don’t want to accidentally stab them. Plus I’m pretty sure that Chiron wants to meet with me about incorporating some different habitats into our next expansion and I wanted to draft up some ideas for that and–”
Once upon a time, he probably would have put his hand over her mouth and dragged her inside.
Once upon a time, he might have calmed her down with a kiss instead of his hand.
Right now, all he can really do is stand there, half-amused, half-concerned (all affection), waiting patiently for it all to come out. She finishes with something about needing to call her dad, and her face is definitely bright red now. For a moment (and it’s not the first moment), Percy forgets all about the fights and the screaming, the endless nightmares caught between them.
For a moment, he loves Annabeth Chase and it’s enough.
“I can do coffee,” he says, leaning against the doorframe with a grin. “If you cancel that meeting with Chiron and give yourself a break.”
The moment stretches as she blinks at him, turning that over in her mind. Once upon a time, it would have gotten him a laugh and a smack on the shoulder, a begrudging agreement as they both wandered inside.
Annabeth frowns, and the moment shatters. “I don’t need you to baby me, Percy,” she says tightly. “I’m an adult. I can make my own decisions.”
Irritation flares in his chest. “I know you’re an adult, I’m just worried–”
“How about you worry about yourself and your little excursions into monster territory, and leave my coping mechanisms to me?”
They stare at each other. The irritation twists into something darker, and it’s only those little excursions, the main outlet for the rage that burns inside him, that keep him from exploding in her face.
“Do you want coffee or not?” he asks finally. He sounds like a dead thing.
“I’ll get some at camp,” she says, and is gone before either one of them can start yelling.
TalesFromRetail: She got mad at me for something I can't control
I’m a cashier and the other day I was helping this lady. As I was scanning her items I saw she grabbed the display for something (which we are not allowed to sell and they are clearly labeled and tagged not for sale). I tell her nicely about it and that if she’d like I can still charge it and grab the right one for her after. Well this immediately put her in a bad mood and started mumbling things like “ugh that’s so stupid I don’t see the difference” and I said “ok Im sorry about that”. As I continue with her other items I see she has a huge box in her cart with the barcode for me to scan at the bottom. So here I am trying to flip this heavy box by myself while she just looks up at the ceiling and I ask “could you hold the cart a bit so I can (she cuts me off)” she responds “ omg I’m clearly holding the cart ugh” but I mean she was just barely touching it and the cart kept moving as I tried to flip the box, scan it and then place it nicely back in the cart. I’m finally about to be done scanning everything but the last item doesn’t seem to have a barcode. I already knew she was gonna be annoyed about it but I went on to say “ok so looks like this one doesn’t have a Barcode but I can look up the item real quick if you’d like”. Instead if responding yes or no thanks she says “what the heck alright that’s it I’d like to speak with your manager ”. Luckily my manager had been close by the whole time and she goes on to tell him (my manager) what awful service I’ve been giving her and that I should be fired. He tells her ok I’ll have a talk with her later and helps me find the last article so I can finally be done with her transaction. He tells me don’t worry about it once she leaves since he knew what really happened. I wish I could have asked her how exactly is it my fault she got an item clearly labeled display and an item with no barcode?
Thank you for your amazing blog. Can I make a request where they not dating, but MC needs somebody to pretend as her bf/gf for a party or a meeting and asks RFA and Saeran for help? And during that pretending they understand that they have feelings for MC.
Hahaha yes, this is the kind of request I would ask myself, I love this romantic comedy’s situations so much! <3 So I did as mini-fics, because I obviously got carried away, I hope you all enjoy this!
RFA + Saeran pretending to date MC
“Think of it as a chance to show your impressive acting skills, Zen.” That was the winning argument to convince him to pretend to be your boyfriend during the rehearsal dinner of your brother’s wedding. As much as you love your brother, it’s extremely annoying when he and other family members start teasing you for still being single. And the comparisons about your lives are so mean. Just imagine now that he’s getting married with this almost perfect lady.
“Well, the perfect boyfriend is a role I haven’t tried yet… I’ll accept this challenge, MC, although it would be like playing myself…” you giggle. It was a weird request, but you have been so nice to everybody in RFA, how could he say “no” to a friend in need? Plus, he loves weddings!
Okay, not this one so much. Why is everybody so snob? He’s waiting for Jumin Han to show up at any moment, this event suits him really well! Now he gets why you wouldn’t want to endure this by yourself, you’re so… different from all of this. You’re bubbly and spontaneous, adorably clumsy… he grins reminding you chugging a beer can and making a funny face because of the bitter taste a couple of days ago at his apartment.
“Brother, this is Zen, my… boyfriend.” You introduce them to each other.
“Call me Hyun, she usually does when we’re alone.” And he smiles at you, holding your hand. Okay, no need to imply sexual stuff here, but if it will convince your brother…
“You’re an actor, right? I recognize you! How much did she pay you to hire you?” you shiver, he is… almost right there… how can he be so smart? Ugh…
Zen smiles, but inside he wants to tell your brother to go to hell. Is this the kind of thing you say to your sister’s boyfriend? Well… he’s not really your boyfriend, but… that’s really mean! He’s basically implying Zen’s a gigolo, but worst of it, he’s insulting you telling you wouldn’t be able to date someone without paying for it. Zen knows you enough to tell you could captivate any person’s heart if you really wanted to! Yes, your ability to do whatever you want so freely is something he really admires about you. No, he can’t let you be treated like this.
“She pays me with her beautiful smile and the gloss in her enchanting eyes everytime she watches my performances. You would know if you paid more attention to your sister instead of trying to make her feel down. My brother wasn’t nice to me, and maybe I deserved it. But she doesn’t, so be nice to her before she decides to run away like I did… come on, MC. Let’s dance!” he tights the grip on your hand and drags you to the dance floor, you and your brother look at each other, he’s shocked and you’re like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
You two are on the dance floor, one of his hands on your back, the other one holding yours. Why did that come from? It’s been years he doesn’t think about his brother… something about seeing the sweetest person he knows doesn’t getting the treatment she deserves stirred something inside him. You’re looking at him very curious, gosh, your eyes are really glossy… it’s so hot in here… “S-Sorry if I crossed a line there. He’s your brother after all and…” he feels running out of air when you rest your head on his chest. You must look like a real couple, your brother is probably looking. Yes… that’s why you’re doing this after all, right?
“Thank you for having my back, Hyun. You’re such a great actor.” Acting? Oh… yeah, he was acting, right? But why does he feel out of character right now?
This is bad! This is really bad! What is he doing here? Why did he even agree to this? “Please, Yoosung, pleeeeease. You’re the only one I trust to do this.” Oh yeah, that’s why… you begged him over the phone, and something about trusting him to play your boyfriend made him feel so manly and confident. You could have asked Zen or Jumin, but you chose HIM! You thought he would be a good boyfriend to introduce to your friend who was in town for that night. He is such a good friend, but he’s been teasing you about your relationships since high school. According to him, every guy you date end up arrested or in rehab… This is getting old, really…
“Well… I’ll probably never end up in jail or rehab, MC… so, if you insist so much… why… why not?” you gave him such a tight hug, and he felt his whole face burning. You smelled so good that day… and you smell even greater today at this weird country bar…
“This is my boyfriend, Yoosung. He is a vet student.” You introduce him, the guy shakes his hand firmly, what’s with you and your friend to have such a tight grip? Well, at least yours was really gentle…
“College? But you look like you’re 16, dude! I was going to say MC is such a cougar!” he blushes. Oh god… this guy isn’t buying this at all! He would feel so bad for not being convincing after the way you begged him for doing this.
“Well, MC looks really young too, so I guess we look like a sweet sixteen couple.” You giggle and put your hand over his. “Hah, what did I tell you? Isn’t he adorable?” “I guess…” the guy shrugs, but he doesn’t mind, he can only focus on the warmth from your smooth hand.
You excuse yourself to go to the bathroom, and the guy sits on your chair. “Back off, dude! She’s mine!” “Wh-What?” “It is what it is, she dated all those bad guys and eventually she’ll notice I’m the only one good enough for her. Back off before you end up hurt!” Was that a threat? “MC… MC can choose whoever she wants, I won’t back off if she really likes me!” but she doesn’t, this is just play pretend… no, forget it! This dude is an asshole! You can’t be with someone like this! You deserve better! Maybe not him, but… definitely not this guy.
“Hey, gentlemen, what did I miss?” you come back, but the tension is still there… “Nothing much, your boyfriend here was telling me he wants to ride the mechanical bull over there…” “What? Really, Yoosung?” “I… I…” “What’s the problem, boy? Are you scared?” this asshole’s smirk, ugh… “I’ll show you scared!” he gets up and gives his name to the guy who controls the machine.
How did he get the guy to manipulate him like that? Ugh… both you and him are watching this, and he’s so close to you… ASSHOLE! Oh, this was such a bad idea! Such a bad ide… oh no! The bull is moving! The bull is moving!!!
3 seconds, that’s what it took for Yoosung to hit his face on the upper part of the mechanical bull and fall. You promptly run to him.
“Holy shit, Yoosung! Are you okay?” he can’t tell you how much it hurts… so he smiles, and you look shocked. “Yoosung, your… your tooth!” “Whath? Whath’s wronc wif my toof?” Oh… now he feels, actually, he doesn’t feel! Where is one of his incisors?
“I’m so sorry I dragged you to this, Yoosung. I feel so bad!” “Don’th worry, MC. Ith was my idhea anyway. I hope your frrriend isn’t madh or anyfing.” “Ugh, forget him, I couldn’t stand his hissy fit! Can you believe he wanted me to just let you here alone on the dentist and hang out with him? What an asshole!” he smiles when he hears that, but he shouldn’t be smiling, this is so embarrassing!
You go with him to the dentist’s office, and noticing he’s a little scared, hold his hand. He looks at you and you whisper. “Don’t need to be afraid, I’m here…” He isn’t afraid of the dentist (well, maybe a little…), what’s really scaring him is how much his heart is pounding due to your hand on his, but he’s the one tightening the grip.
“MC, I don’t know how to play mini-golf!” she told you over and over, but did you listen? “It doesn’t matter! I do! I just need someone to make me company!” well, making you company it’s totally different than pretending to be your girlfriend… “Yeah, but my friend and his boyfriend keep teasing me for being bi and just dating guys, I hate it!”
Well, that’s really douchy of them, why would you hang out with people who put your sexuality in debate like this? No, she needs to protect you and maybe teach them a thing or two! That’s the least she could do after you helping her to leave C & R and starting her own business.
“This is Jaehee, my girlfriend.” You introduce her, she shakes their hands as if they’re business partners.
“Oh, you’re so formal! I thought MC had hired an assistant.” Seriously, how douchy! Why such a sweet girl like you hang with people like this? “So ladies, shall we play?”
She is so bad at this! Why did you ask her to do this? “Here, I’ll show you!” you come behind her and put your hands on hers. What’s… what’s happening? Your hair fall on her shoulders… it smells so good… focus, Jaehee! Focus!
“Hey, you can’t help, MC!” “Oh, on which paragraph of the strict regulation of mini-golf is this written?” Jaehee chuckles. Okay, so maybe you know how to defend yourself, you and your friend probably have this kind of feisty friendship… but still, not cool of him to doubt your sexuality, she didn’t forget that!
You can easily compensate for her lack of ability, and it’s so good to watch you play. Your focused eyes, the huge smile you put on when the ball falls in the hole, and even your disappointed face for missing, it’s just… hypnotizing! “Hey, girl, focus! If you keep distracted like this, she’ll dump you for another guy!” “Fuck you!” you yell, she feels her blood boiling. What… a… douche! She’s not distracted! She got this! Bring it on!
The ball travels painfully slow, or is she seeing this on slow motion? This isn’t the decisive shot yet, but she really wants to hit it! She wants you to feel proud of her! It spins around the hole boarders, one turn… two turns… and the ball doesn’t fall in the hole. Crap!
“Ha! Good luck next time, sweety!” “Dude, you don’t need to be this douchy!” you reprehend him. “What? Did I hurt your precious girlfriend? Jesus, MC, you’ve been so sensitive today. I changed my mind, I liked you more when you dated boys.” “Good, so no reason for us to keep hanging out, then. Goodbye.” You grab her hand and walk away. Oh wow… she thought she would have to be the one to say something, but apparently, you can take care of yourself! Yes, you’re the one who taught her to don’t be around places and people who only hurt you, obviously you would know how to do this by yourself. You’re so strong!
“Do you want to keep playing without them?” she asks, she doesn’t want this, huh, date (?) to end. “Yeah, sure! I’ll show you one of my tricks, come here!” And there you are behind her again, teaching her how to swing it properly, your arms around her, your body so close. She feels bad, actually, you are showing her everything you know, but she’s not absorbing anything, she can only focus on your breathing on her back.
Jumin “Oh, come on… I bet you heard a million times how much of boyfriend material you are, Jumin.” “I… didn’t really know what this means, MC.” “It means you’re the son-in-law every mother would like her daughter to be with.” He was so reluctant about it, why would you ask him? You could have asked Zen or Seven, who like to pretend a lot.
“It’s just… my mom is… how can I say? Huh… a cat mom too?” What do you mean by “too”? Oh okay, now he gets it, Zen is allergic and can’t be around cats, and Seven is a cat abuser, none of them would cause a good impression on your mother who’s been trying to introduce you to a guy she thinks would be a good suitor for you. God, she has no chill! Doesn’t she get it you don’t want to get married now?
So he agrees, you’re such a hardworker preparing for the party and taking care of everybody in RFA, including him. You’re kinda like V, but sweeter and… funnier, and, well, your looks are better too.
“Mom, that’s Jumin Han, my boyfriend. And that princess here is Elizabeth the 3rd.” yes, you insisted on bringing Elizabeth, how could he decline when you consider even Elizabeth an RFA member?
“Hum… you seem rich. Finally you’re coming to your senses and looking for a wealth husband, huh?” that’s… rude! Not even his father, who doesn’t seem to care about these boundaries, would say something like this to him.
“With all due respect, madam, your daughter keeps telling you her lack of interest in getting married, you should start respecting her wishes. I have a deep respect for family, but I don’t think parents should force their children on something they don’t want to do just because they know the children would do it due to all the respect they have. I believe what I’m trying to say is, don’t use of misfeasance on your daughter, she’s smart and caring, and… although every man would be lucky to have her as his wife, if she doesn’t want it, her wishes should be respected.” Wow… where did all this come from? Not even he can believe his own… eloquence talking about you.
“I hope this isn’t your excuse to stall her, boy.” “My intentions with you daughter are truly serious, just know I respect her… a lot.” He knows you’re looking at him, he wouldn’t dare to look at you right know, though, your eyes are something he doesn’t know how to handle, for some reason.
“Well, your head him, ma. Come on, Jumin, let me show you the other cats.” You grab his wrist, your hand is so soft… and warm and… what’s happening? He feels his arm melting from your touch.
“Hey, thanks for having my back. I knew I asked the right person.” “Because I like cats?” “That too, but… I knew you’re reasonable enough to put some senses on my mom’s head, you said I am smart and caring, but you’re even more caring than you think, you know that?” oh… so he was always your first option on this? He feels… honored, and really comfortable about being so reliable to you. He would feel sad if you found out that it’s not that he is caring, it’s just… he really cares about you…
“So, wait, let me get this straight: you want me to join you on a karaoke bar with your crazy cousin?” “Yeah, but how do you know he’s crazy?” “Hello…” “Oh yeah, background check…” “BINGO! I saw his posts on your timeline, he’s a… whack nut, huh?” “Yeah, so I thought you could really get along…” “OUCH!”
He pretended he was offended, but he was really down for this. The guy seems fun, karaokes are fun, you’re basically his favorite person in the whole world, why not? So what if he had to pretend to be your boyfriend? It wasn’t uncomfortable, actually it was… it was… the greatest mission 707 has ever been assigned! Yes, Defender of Justice will protect the most amazing lady from the handful cousin who has been in love for you since you were little kids and doesn’t get it that dating relatives is kinda weird! He won’t be the boyfriend you need, he will be the boyfriend you deserve! Or… something like this…
“This is Saeyoung, my boyfriend!” you introduce him. His hand shake is firm, too firm, actually… ouch, he’s hurting his hand!
“I see you have a thing for gingers, huh, MC?” oh yeah, he’s redhead too… sorta, his hair looks dyed.
“Well, MC is so unique and amazing, it’s kinda obvious she would fall for someone who’s among 1% of human population, you know… NATURAL gingers.” He smirks, and the guy shoots dagger with his eyes. Saeyoung puts his arm around your shoulder and kiss your head, oh, that was good… can he do this again?
“So, MC… remember the song we used to sing every family reunion? I was John Travolta, you’re Olivia Newton John, and we talked about those summer nights…” “Oh yeah, so tacky, right?” Saeyoung holds back the need to yell an “OUCH!”
“Well, I think it’s kinda romantic! Right, dude? Aren’t you romantic?” “Oh… huh, I’m more like the playful and teasing type…” Yes… if you were looking for romance, Saeyoung wouldn’t be the best suitor… did you want someone romantic? “Well, the MC I know it’s all about romance…” yeah, Saeyoung also could get that vibe from you…he know he isn’t suitable for you after all, but… why does it bother him so much?
“So… MC, do you want to sing “Summer Nights”? For old time’s sake? “A-Actually, I… I would like to sing something.” Saeyoung gets up quickly. “You do?” you ask, curiosity dancing in your eyes. “Yeah, just watch me!” he kisses your head again, why can’t he stop doing this?
“Yes, good evening, ladies and gentlemen, I dedicate this song to my adorable girlfriend. MC, this one is for you!” you were waiting for some cheesy ballad, and can’t hold your shocked face when he choose “I believe in a thing called Love” by The Darkness. He sings all the falsettos and even does some air guitar, you have no idea how to react, but… it’s impossible not to smile. Judging from your cousin’s face, he totally got the message. Although Saeyoung isn’t sure what is the message, actually. All he cares about is the hug you give him when he gets down the stage.
“Is this romantic enough for you?” “I couldn’t care less about romance, this is just my cousin blinded by love. Anyway… mission accomplished, agent 707. You should win a medal for all the services you did!”
A mission… right… this was just a mission. He always felt relieved after his missions were over, that’s the only one he doesn’t want to be dismissed.
“Listen to me, no matter how much I beg, how much I plead, you can’t let me try any move on him, you got it?” “Yeah, yeah… I got it, you don’t need to repeat this again!” your ex-boyfriend is single again, you never forgot him, and everything started spinning when he invited you for some drinks, but… you know how much of a fuckboy he can be. You have your pride! You have your dignity! You have Saeran as your most honest friend, so you know he’s the only one capable of making you stay away from the guy. And hopefully, keeping the guy away from you by pretending to be your boyfriend.
Why would he say yes to such a lame idea? Can’t you deal with your own shit like the grown ass woman you are? Well, it’s been a while since he doesn’t leave his brother’s house, and if it is with you, he feels more comfortable. Also, your whining was annoying him. Okay, not annoying, more like… persuading him…
“Hey, this is Saeran, my boyfriend!” you’re hesitant about holding his hand. Will this be convincing if you don’t really have much of physical contact? “Nice to meet you, bro. Hey! Hold her tight, or I’ll be ready to snatch her away!” you blush… OH HELL NO! You can’t be possibly falling for this! Saeran wrap his arm around your shoulder and pull you closer, staring at the guy.
“Good luck trying.” You’re so close, why do you smell so good? Shit, did you put all this perfume for this guy? Ugh… that’s so lame!
The night goes on, he notices the subtle flirt between you two. This dude really is a fuckboy, making moves on a girl who’s already taken and… well, okay, not technically, but still… he’s a player! And you can be silly most of the times, but you’re not that dumb! Saeran knows you’re not! That brave girl who’s been helping him with therapy can’t fall for these cheap moves!
But he gotta say, you flirting is… kinda cute, the way you bounce your hair and smile playfully, yes… this isn’t for him, though. And it’s bothering him! “Hey, h-ho-honey, can I talk to you for a second? Alone!” you nod a ‘yes’ and you two get close to the door. “Let’s get out of here!”
“What? Why? No, I’m having fun!” “Exactly, and you shouldn’t have, right?” “Please, Saeran, pleeeeease, let’s stay!” “Sorry, I have direct orders to not give in to your pleading.” You get mad: “Fine! I’ll go back by myself!” you turn your back on him, only to look at you ex talking with this other girl.
Saeran’s arm is around you again, now leading you out of there. You’re not crying, thank God! But you look really hurt, and he hates that!
“Wait! Are you seriously sad over this guy who doesn’t give a shit about you? I thought you were smarter, MC.” Great, now you’re crying! Good job, Saeran! “Hey, don’t… don’t cry. I… don’t know what to tell you, but…” you hug him, your alluring perfume is all over him now. “Do you mind if we stay like this for a while? You don’t have to say anything, just… stay like this…” “Okay, I guess…” This is weird… so fucking weird! He never touched someone like this before… is he doing it right? Is it supposed to be this good?
Description: Lance is still trying desparately to take care of everyone after being hit with a bad strain of space influenza, even though he’s fighting through it himself. As he begins to get worse, so does his hope for helping everyone get better.
come on! We need to get back to the apartment and get ready for the
fourth of July picnic with the Holts. We’re late every time. Can we
be on time, just this once?”
it’ll be fine. Just two more minutes, there’s an Evee right around the
corner and I have to catch it! You know that jerk stole the last
Evee I found right before I got it.” Lance pouted.
yes, “that jerk”. Shiro heard quite a lot about him already. The dude
who kept stealing pokemons from right under Lance’s nose, and kept
taking over his gyms, whatever the hell that meant. Lance said he must
be a stalker, because they’ve been running into each other almost every
day now. He was the reason Shiro tagged along for the pokemon go
adventure today, actually. Lance hoped that his beefy boyfriend would
intimidate “that jerk”, who Lance described as a short, black haired,
averagely built guy who “wasn’t even that pretty. Okay maybe a little
pretty, but hella rude!”.
minutes, and that’s it.” There was very little Shiro wouldn’t do for
his boyfriend, and letting him indulge in a game that’ll make him happy
definitely wasn’t on that list.
“Thanks, babe. I pro- What the fuck! It’s gone!” Lance cried. “My Evee’s gone!”
and eyes glued to his phone, Lance ran around the corner, only to bump
right into another youth who also had his hands and eyes glued to his
Lance and the stranger yelped and stumbled back, but fortunately,
Shiro’s instincts were quick enough to grab both their wrists and steady
them. He released them once they were no longer at risk of falling.
Lance was quicker to recover. “You!” he blamed, “You stole my Evee again!”
“I didn’t steal anything.” the stranger narrowed his eyes. “Not my problem you’re too slow.” he shrugged.
Oh. This must be “that jerk”, then. Black hair, relatively short, rude and whoa, really cute face. Fit the description.
“Did too!” Lance insisted.
“Lance…” Shiro tried to calm him down.
Great idea! This is my boyfriend, Shiro, and as you can see, he’s
really strong and will kick your ass if you don’t give me my Gym back.”
Scandalized, Shiro clapped a hand over his boyfriend’s mouth. “I’m
terribly sorry for that, I will do no such thing. Lance is just…
enthusiastic about the game.” He explained to the stranger, who
looked about 85% ready to fight, which was impressive, considering who
his opponent is supposed to be. “I’m Shiro, as Lance already said. I’ve
heard a lot about you…” Shiro left the end of the sentence free for
him to complete with his name.
“Keith. What did you hear about me? Nothing good, I suppose, coming from that loser.”
“Hey,” Shiro warned, “That’s my lovely boyfriend you’re talking about.”
Keith flinched. “Sorry.”
“It’s alright. I heard you’re rude, mostly. A little mean. Kinda pretty. You live up to the standard so far.”
“Wha- Pretty? Lance said that?”
“Sure did.” Shiro removed his hand from Lance’s mouth. “Right, love?”
“Maybe,” Lance sulked, looking away.
“Well, you’re not that bad yourself, I guess,” Keith mumbled. “Both of you.”
“Not so bad?” Lance protested. “Shiro is gorgeous! Are you even looking at him?”
Keith ran his eyes up and down his form appreciatively, and yup, time to change the subject before he starts blushing. “Lance,” Shiro nudged him gently. “I think you owe him an apology.”
“Ugh, fine. Sorry for bumping in to you and threatening you with Shiro,” his boyfriend grumbled.
three talked for a little while longer, joking and teasing, walking the
thin line between friendliness and outright flirting. Somehow, Shiro’s
presence tamed both of them. Lance almost didn’t hate Keith at all
anymore, and Keith turned out to be kind of cool, even if a bit awkward.
“Are you doing anything for the fourth of July, Keith?” Shiro asked suddenly.
The other shook his head.
like joining us? We’re going to the beach with a bunch of other people
soon. There’s lots of uh… Water pokemons there, right?”
Keith studied both of them before nodding once, decisively.
Lance huffed. “As long as he doesn’t steal all of them.”
“As long as you won’t be too slow,” Keith teased, but it didn’t have much bite behind it.
agreed to meet back at that street corner an hour later, where Lance
and Shiro will pick Keith up. More accurately, he’ll follow them on his
bike, because apparently he had one, which was pretty freaking hot if
you asked them.
“So, we’re tapping that, right?” Lance asked once they were out of earshot, just to make sure they were on the same page.
Swallowing, she accepts the call and hits the speaker button while simultaneously pausing her fourth-in-a-row rerun episode of Project Runway.
“Hey,” she says into the room and the mic of her phone.
“Hey,” Yoongi’s voice comes through the speaker, his deep voice slightly muffled from the terrible phone service she gets. “How are you doing?”
She clears her throat and answers, “Well, I just ate three packets of Annie’s gummy bunnies for dinner, so that probably answers your question.”
“That bad, huh?” he asks. She’s silent, and she hears him sigh over the increasing crackle of a poor-quality phone call. “Mina, I wish you’d talk to me.”
Her laugh comes out strangled and she looks up at the ceiling of her apartment. “I just… I feel like I’ve said everything I can say. At least without repeating myself, you know?”
“I know you – repeating–”
“–Yoongi, I’m sorry, I can’t hear shit again, you know my service is so bad. Text me?”
“No, I hate – about stuff like thi – coming over, okay?”
He either ends the call before she can answer or it drops altogether and Mina lets out an ugh. She contemplates a quick shower before he gets to her place–she’ll have time. She knows for certain he’ll pick up food first, unsatisfied with her sugar-and-gelatin dinner. Her hair is just in need of a wash, and while her face was clean and dewy with what felt like a thirty-step skincare routine, she knew her dark circles were more purpled than usual and her skin-tone was looking a bit on the sallow side.
Just wanted to point out that (like @hufflepuffpanda said in her post, his heart eyes are on) BUT ALSO LOOK AT HIM, HE NODDED!!!!!!! If Adam wasn’t there, he would have totally said something like ‘‘yeah, she really is’‘ and Kristen would have figured it all out (you know that he is incredibly in love with Amy)
Request from Anon- Hellooo, I want to ask for a Bucky/reader in which Bucky has his mind under the control of HYDRA and reader tries to calm him down and have sex with him to making him recognize her, and Bucky hurt her and then he came to reality and regret what he did.. Thanks really! kisses
This took me so long to write, ugh i don’t know why but this was a tough one. I may have changed things slightly from the prompt! But hopefully it’s ok! Enjoy x
GIF NOT MINE!
You watched him; your eye’s trained on him like a hawk. You should have seen the warning signs; you had experienced them enough to know when the triggers had started. It was a side effect of the treatment, trying to pull out century’s worth of code inside a persons brain could leave them scrambled and disoriented. You stood at the entrance of Bucky’s room Steve blocked your body away from his, trying to protect you from his friend.
“Bucky” Steve voice was hard; you glanced at the back of his head for a second before your eyes snapped back to your boyfriends. His stance was neutral but hard; his chest was squared up to Steve’s. If you didn’t to anything now they would tear the whole placed down.
Neil: “Wow, Rowan.. You look so.. different..” Rowan: “Different..? I mean.. I guess I do? Is it a bad thing?” Neil: “..Yeah? I mean, no.. Argh.. I dunno..” Rowan: “.. I’m sorry?” Neil: “No, no! I didn’t mean it like that.. Ugh..”