can we ask very kindly for an Akatsuki addition? Pretty pretty please??--
alright
The akatsuki with a Toga! Reader
Basing this in shippuden as that’s where we meet most of them and let’s say for some of the stories sake you’re either taken in or captured for a time
Sasori
At first he’s thankful he’s a puppet, you can’t bite him like you’ve done to your allies, he’s not put off by your abilities but that doesn’t mean he’s not cautious. When Orochimaru found out about your abilities, the whole, true nature of them, of course this information went to him as well and from there it was pretty well known what you could do. Naturally this makes him curious, you’re not exactly someone he would get along with, loud, genuine and a hopeless romantic but you have your moments where you’re terrifying. He’s seen that much, and as his enemy, that much respect he can give to you.
Deidara
Probably the only one of the entire group to be entirely put off by the biting and blood drinking. Is he a member of a terrorist organization that wants to kidnap all powerful vessels of power? Yeah. But he does not like the bloodsucking. Though he’s more offended that you don’t want to transform into him because of his “icky hands”. Which- Honestly, fair he can't find fault in that but he's not going to look when you're biting people.
Itachi
Honestly? He’s just kind of alright with it, you remind him of the little kids he’d watch run around back home. How they'd run around as little menaces, like his brother would, in his own attempting to be stoic way of course. When you're sticking around, he starts seeing the cracks beneath the smile easily, how it wavers when someone calls you creepy. He spots the facade you put up just as easily as well, its the same one he carries after all. Did he do that? Was he rubbing off on you? If he was, Sasuke was going to kill him twice over.
Kisame
Kisame definitely doesn't mind your quirks, the creepy smile, the wide-eyed stare, not even the bloodsucking. If you question him about it he just gestors to his appearance and say, "It's not my place to judge someone for being a little weird." Although he's used to a quieter partner, you're certainly not unwelcome around him. The one to show you how to use his jutsu and sword just in case you two are ever cornered.
Hidan
He's all for having a bloodsucker around, though his personality leaves a lot to be desired in a friend or partner, at least you won't feel like a creep around him. You're a bloodsucker to transform into people you love, and somehow he is out-freaking you. It's almost insane how freaky Hidan can get and you aren't sure if you're prepared for this.
Kakuzu
Also another one who doesn't mind the whole bloodsucker thing, though he's not sure how that would work for him and you, seeing as he has modified his body and doesn't know if you could handle that or if you'd just turn into what he used to look. He's not even sure if he'd want to see that, whether out of concern for you or him, he can't tell. Though he tires of Hidan's personality, you're not as bad, not as loud, and that's a huge step up. Like you, he is also surprised Hidan is out-freaking a literal bloodsucker.
Konan
Konan is not exactly sure how she feels about you, not in any mean way, it's just that you're so young and have been ostracized for your ability by civilians. And you took this and decided to become a ninja to protect them anyways, on that end she can respect you for doing this despite the looks. However, on the other hand, the methods of getting blood is very limited and yet unlimited to you. Of course, when you're close to someone, an ally, a friend, you simply ask for to bite or to store their blood. But she has seen what you're like as an enemy, swinging widely at your opponent, crunching your teeth down if they were close enough to you. To this end, she can feel the fear that emanates from her.
Pein
Another who immediately clicks with you but is also instinctively disturbed by you. Your genuine, happy smile even when you’re working, it’s terrifying. He can’t deny you’re exceedingly efficient, though your love of blood was hard to accommodate from time to time depending on what missions you were on. He finds himself pairing you with Sasori or Itachi most of the time, hoping their calm attitude could rub off on you a little, given you're still pretty young. Though...ninjas have always been stubborn. Not that he'd mind having your optimism around.
Obito
Obito was a little hesitant to let you into the group, though he's never stopped someone from joining or leaving under certain circumstances. But you're...just a little strange, happy, genuine, falls in love so easily with things and people you find cute. At the same time he sees himself in you, your pasts were similar in the sense of being outcasts, to him you could be kindred spirits, had the circumstances been different; he wouldn't have minded being your jonin teacher in another life.
Zetsu(s)
These two are already a little strange, two halves of a literal whole, two separate personalities, and likes to eat people is another big red flag. That didn't seem to stop you from trying to befriend them both, you didn't pander to one or the other, just walked up to him and started talking. In a way they see you as a perfect mirror, what they could have been. They aren't sure of your origins, if your powers truly came from your parent's blood, but what they do know is that perhaps you were worth keeping around, he was sure mother wouldn't mind.
“If I catch you talking shit to them again, trooper, I will make you wish you were being court marshaled.”
Can make a 5 course meal at a campfire with just about anything
“Crosshair, so help me gods.”
“He started it!”
“I watched you start it!”
Constantly encouraging Tech and getting excited about things he talks about. Will listen to him talk about anything under the suns for HOURS.
Being very calming to Hunter’s senses, so he lets you play with his hair. He loves it. You’re the only person he can let do this. It’s bliss to him. You want to stop, but he gives you such a sad look that you always end up like that for well over an hour.
Cuddling with Wrecker when he can’t sleep - he swears you make the nightmares go away. He’s very warm and cozy, so you can’t complain. If he’s had a really rough night, you hum lullabies.
Knows how everyone likes their caf/tea respectively - has it ready for everyone before they wake up.
Can still go shot for shot with every one of em (as in alcoholic shots)
Convincing Crosshair to give you stick and poke tattoos for the four of them
*dressing a wound*
“Sorry, sorry.... You kriffing idiot, you could’ve gotten yourself killed! Do you even- sorry! Sorry, honey.... I swear if you EVER do something that stupid again, I’m going to kill you myself!!”
*Hunter being snappy*
“When’s the last time you got some time alone, Sarge?”
“...Couple days.”
“Go rest, we’ve got this. You’ve got to recharge that social battery, mister. Sensory overload isn’t good for you.”
Series Summary: As princess of Alberia, it is your duty to grow into a rightful young lady if you plan on ruling your family's country. Of course, the only way your father can see this happening is sending you off to a boarding camp at the age of 14 for 10 years to learn what it means to grow into a Queen.That means leaving all your friends and family behind. One specific person, your best friend, you never want to say goodbye to. But 10 years later, you come back grown into a young lady like your father hoped, and find your best friend has grown into a knightly young man. How will you two adjust after 10 years apart? Will things be the same, or will all that’s happened in that span of time affect your relationship?
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Stark Daughter Reader
Word Count: 5200+
Warning: SLOW BURRRRRRNNNNNN....
A/N: As you all can tell, this is going to be a slow burn... Yes, we will get to the reasoning behind Steve not showing up so long ago, but I have the perfect scene for it, and need to build to it. Please enjoy this chapter, and let me know what you think:)))))
Chapter 5:
What Y/N didn’t notice as she was walking back to the party, was that Steve had managed to sneak away from his friends protruding questions that he didn’t have the mind to answer right now. Despite his best effort, he has never been one who can stay away from Y/N when she was hurting in any way.
He came out seeing her sitting down with Wanda, and it looked like the redhead was doing a good job of counseling her.
He watched carefully as he saw her wipe a tear away milliseconds after it escaped, and he was so close to running and wrapping her in his arms so she could let it all out if she wanted. But he held off when she heard a giggle and a small, but genuine, laugh at something Wanda said.
Straining his ears, he faintly heard something about being overwhelmed and nervous about the changes that she knew were to come. His heart hurt at that.
She deserves joy and happiness. Not the stresses of getting everything right, when it was far from possible to do that. But she always has wanted so much for their country, and she would stop at nothing to get just that.
Zoned out in thinking of ways to help Y/N feel more at home, he didn’t notice that they were moving his direction now. He quickly slipped behind one of the giant pillars out of view from them, but was still able to see a little of them with the limited moonlight showing.
She stopped, looking out into the field. Steve stopped and looked out following her eye line, and it hit him.
Anytime she felt overwhelmed and needed a sense of calmness, and the library was too full, she would go into the field of wildflowers in the forest closer to the back of the kingdom. No one bothered her out there because it was hard to find her. She knew the spots and tree covers that kept her out of sight from anyone trying to bring her back home. Steve was one of the two people who knew those spots too. Her mother being the other. Even Wanda and Nat didn’t know about those places.
That’s what she wanted. A sense of serenity in the moments of up and down chaos. Those flowers pulled to her, and Steve could feel it. He had the same kind of pull to her. He smiled slightly at the field before turning to her. He watched as she looked up at the moon, gave a subtle smile, closed her eyes taking in the night's energy, and turned back inside.
Once she was inside, he snuck out of his place and placed his hands on his belt. Turning back to the field, a spark in his eyes shined in the low light.
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More time went by of greeting people here and there, but Wanda kept her promise of dragging Y/N out of those conversations, and the second half of the party actually was fun for her. She drank, got a little tipsy, but not enough to draw attention, just enough to relax the nerves. She caught up lightly with her friends seeing that they really hadn’t changed much. Just had more experience in this thing called life, but still the goofy loons they were. Steve was the only one who was gone the whole time, and never showed his face after that dance.
Eventually the feeling of exhaustion hit her full on and she placed a hand on Nat’s shoulder.
“I think I need sleep.” Y/N whisper shouted.
“I think you do too. Ready to call it a night?” Nat said supporting her friends weight.
Y/N nodded resting a tired head on her shoulder, but still swaying slightly to the calm music that took over the atmosphere.
“Do you ladies need an escort to your rooms?” Bucky asked Y/N and Nat both.
“I think we got it, but thanks boys.” Nat said positioning herself to get a better grip on the Princess.
“You’re sure?”
“It’s a 5 minute walk and there are guards lining the halls. I think we can make it.” Nat winked.
“Ok Miss. Headstrong woman.” Bucky taunted before leaning Nat’s way. “Goodnight my dears. May sleep come easy for you all.” he bowed, Clint and Sam do as well.
“Night dorks.” Wanda laughs through her nose since he was being so formal when that was far from what their group was like.
The boys laughed and waved the three girls off who smiled and tiredly made their way through the crowd back to Y/N’s room.
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“Rise and shine my dear!” Tony’s voice resonated throughout the room.
The curtains were pulled open abruptly bringing in the morning light as bright as ever. Y/N let out a groan at the sudden change, and threw herself under the blankets.
“That’ll do ladies.” Tony instructed the maids who opened the curtains and then he moved to the end of Y/N’s bed sitting on the edge. “Bug. You have to get up. I know you had a long night, but didn’t they teach you about starting your day early? It’s almost 8!”
“They didn’t host Tony Stark parties every night dad. Makes it a lot harder getting around the next day.” she grumbled from under the covers still.
“Yeah. No one can throw a party quite like me, can they?” Tony said looking up as if he were daydreaming about a new party. “That aside!” he said standing and moving to the top of the bed. “We have a loaded schedule today, and you are already an hour late since I was nice enough to give you extra time to rest. You’re welcome.” he said pulling the covers down and moving to the door.
Y/N let out an annoyed groan as she stretched and reached for the thick comforter again.
“Wanda, Natasha, have her down for breakfast in 30 min. You know our schedule for the day so dress her accordingly.” he nodded toward Y/N who managed to hide back under the covers. “Even if you have to drag her out of bed.” he laughed leaving.
Y/N didn’t see anything or anyone in the room because she refused to cast sleep completely out of her head. That is until Wanda peaked her head under the covers as well.
“Hey princess. You ready for a new day?” he said cheerfully.
“No.” Y/N groaned.
“I see the start of the morning is still not a favorite.” Nat’s voice came out.
“We have coffee.” Wanda coaxed.
Shooting up Y/N brushed her hair down.
“Co-Coffee?”
“You act like you’ve been repressed from it for years or something.” Nat laughed pouring a cup, but then sitting it on the vanity in hopes that it would lure the sleepy princess out of bed.
She was right though. The trick worked like a charm, and Y/N slide over to the vanity sitting and then crossing her legs as she grasped the warm mug on both sides encasing it in her grip. She leaned down and took a long sniff of the java and her eyes rolled behind her head practically.
“I have been.” she sighed breathing in another whiff.
“What?” Nat and Wanda gasped shocked.
“I didn’t tell you that? Boarding school didn’t have in imports of coffee beans because they didn’t see them as a necessity. So that means-”
“It’s been 10 years since you had coffee?” Wanda gasped again as Nat moved around to get started on Y/N’s hair.
“Well, Gamora would sneak in some stuff every once in a while, but the stuff was awful. I only drank it to help my fix, but this?” she pointed at her cup closing her eyes again in bliss. “This is heaven compared to that shit.”
“You really are going to need to start watching your language. You don’t want it slipping around your father or another superior.” Nat chasted as she began braiding her now loosely curled hair.
“Right. Sorry. I think I should be good though. I was able to hide it from the teachers. Never got caught other than that one time…”
“Oh do tell.” Wanda said bringing out the dresses and laying them on the bed before going to help with the makeup.
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30 minutes later of gossip and getting ready for the day, Y/N was ready to head to brunch.
Her dress for the day was one she instantly fell in love with just like last nights. Jay had been busy and all her day dresses were just as stunning as the parties gown.
This one was covered in flowers that varied from blue, red, and yellow. The beige background material was like netting, but still held a modest cover to it. It had a deeper V in the front, and the long sleeves were puffy, but cinched at the wrist. Lastly a slight slit that normally would be looked down on, but it was subtle, and Y/N didn’t care about the status quo looks. She had reasoning behind the slit, and Jay knew those reasons.
It held the princess look, but had a hint of flower child mixed with sultry. Which was exactly what Y/N was.
Her tiara for the day was a simple one since the dress was so eye catching, and who wants a heavy piece of gold on your head dragging you down all day. This one was more of a band than a full tiara. It was made up of golden leaves that formed a circle as each leaf connected. It fit on top, but also came down slightly to push on her forehead. Head jewelry as Wanda called it. And it went perfectly with the elegant braiding style Nat pinned Y/N’s hair in too.
She looked every bit of the Princess who was about to do business for her kingdom.
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“Glad you can finally join us. You’re late. I said 30 minutes Y/N. It’s been 45.” Tony said standing as his daughter made a way into the room. A smile on his face no matter the annoyance in his voice.
Three other male figures rising at her entrance, but Y/N couldn’t make out their faces from the distance.
“Sorry about that. It’s all on me.” Y/N laughed as she walked. Coming closer to the table she saw Colonel Rhodes, Bruce Banner, and Captain Rogers all staring at her. Seeing the latter made her heart stop, but she quickly composed herself before motioning for them to sit and joining them as well. “But as a wise woman once taught me, ‘A queen is never late. Everyone else is simply early.’” Y/N winked her fathers direction as she sat properly in her chair.
“You’re mother.” Tony said looking down with remembrance and a small laugh came out. “She always knew the right things to say to get herself out of trouble.” he said shaking head and rubbing the stubble on his chin.
“Yes she did, and she did a great job teaching her daughter those very traits.” Y/N said placing a hand on his arm and bringing his attention back to her. He smiled pulling his hand from his chin and placing it on top of hers. “On another note.” Y/N said bringing the attention back to the brunch. “What’s planned for today? Rhodey. Sir Banner. I see you’re both finally home.”
“Yes we are, and might I just say, it is a pleasure to see you again Princess.” Bruce smiled.
“It’s a pleasure seeing you as well Bruce. It’s been far too long.” she smiled back. “How have things been?”
“Oh you know, busy.” Bruce waves off.
“These two have been hoarding themselves in that lab your father has, and tinkering with everything they can.” Rhodey steps in.
“Why am I not shocked?” Y/N says laughing and turning a pointed stare at her father who avoided it. “That is why our kingdom is so high up in our resource of technological needs though. If it wasn’t for their random ideas they get going. We wouldn’t be second in mass production of that area next to Wakanda would we?” she said turning back to Rhodey.
“Eh.” Rhodey groans shaking his head going back to the eggs on his plate.
“Y/N, what are you hungry for? I had the kitchen cook up anything they could find.” Tony smiled.
“Coffee for now will do.” She smiled crossing her hands in her lap.
“Coffee will do?” Tony mocks. “Hear that boys? Coffee will do.” he says getting a few laughs from the men. Steve trying to hide a smirk with the napkin he brought up to his face.
“Excuse me.” Y/N scoffed, but really just laughed through her nose at her teasing father. “What’s so bad about just wanting coffee?”
“It’s just-” he paused gaining his breath back. “You used to eat a 5 course meal at this time practically. We would have to actually pull you from the table so you didn’t explode from the amount of pancakes you could take in.”
“I remember you ate 6 queshes in one serving once. Brought my record to shame.” Rhodey laughed.
“Ok, those were single serving queshes. Not entire ones. It wasn’t that hard.” Y/N shook her head.
“Sure. Keep telling yourself that. I still can’t even get 4 down without wanting to throw up because of how full I am. Single serving my ass. Those ones were meant for at least 3 people.” Rhodey grumbled taking another bite of his meal.
“Well, portions are something that they really focus on at the Academy. I guess my teenage appetite never leaked over into adulthood.” She shrugged grabbing her mug of coffee and sending her father a wink over the rim.
He laughed before patting his thigh and turning back to the matter at hand.
“Well, how much we can eat aside, Y/N, we have quite a bit for you to learn today, but we’re going to start with just giving you a tour so you can meet the staff, and everyone else who lends a hand on the castle grounds. As you know, within 10 years we have gained new colleagues.” he nods toward her.
“Hmmm,” she hums putting the drink down. “Natasha was telling me about some new laws and regulations you are thinking about putting into play. She wasn’t specific about any, but I would love to hear about those as soon as possible.”
“Right. Those are some more changes that we will get to. First,-” he turned to the doors that opened quickly and one of the messengers came flooding in. Everyone turned with him seeing the urgency in the young man's face. He quickly ran to Tony’s side and whispered something in the kings ear. Tony let out an annoyed sigh before standing, and everyone followed. “It looks like I have some matters to attend to in the Lab. Banner, Rhodey come with me.” He nods.
“What about our planned day today Father?” Y/N asked catching her father before he could go too far.
“I’m sorry bug. I’ll have to reschedule. This new project is really big, and can be a major key in keeping our kingdom safe and flourishing.” he said with sorrowful eyes. “I hope to have it fixed and back on the roll before dinner, but if not then I’ll see you tomorrow for sure.”
“But-”
“I’m sorry. This isn’t how I wanted your first full day back to go.” he leaned down giving her a soft kiss on the forehead and looking back at Steve. “Steven, have Sam and Bucky accompany you all on your tour today. It’ll give you all a chance to catch up too. That way she’s has some chance to get things back to normal.”
Y/N turned back to Steve seeing him nod and bow at her father, but what she didn’t see was her father send Steve a very keen and almost threatening look. There was something he was telling Steve to be careful about that Steve knew exactly what it meant, but Y/N was completely oblivious to.
“Yes sir.” Steve said.
“Keep her safe too.” Tony added walking toward the doors.
“Always.” Steve said to himself, but still out loud.
Y/N watched until her father was completely out of the room before turning to the blonde.
“So, uh, I guess it’s just you and me for now.” she said straightening her dress and posture.
“I guess so.” Steve smiled softly to reassure her, but also happy that he was spending time with her. Then again, Tony’s look brought his smile back down as he thought about how he couldn’t make the step he wanted. Tony would never allow it. “If you’re done with breakfast, we can head to the target zone. Clint, Sam, and Bucky should be there practicing, and we can start our tour there.”
Y/N looked down at the half drank coffee, and saw the platter of freshly baked muffins next to it.
“You’re allowed to eat if your hungry.” Steve spoke up. “I heard they feed tiny portions at the boarding school.” he said when he saw her confused face. “You don’t have to be all fancy with me. I’ve seen the real you and I like her. She deserves to live a little.” he smirks in a friendly manner.
Besides Y/N wanting to hate him for a lot of things, she was relieved at his ease around her. Everyone else wouldn’t stop talking about how much she’s changed, and how much of a lady she is and how great it is to watch her like that. But Steve helped her feel confident in her old self too. Nothing wrong with being a proper princess, but having a small wild side too, right?
“I guess one won’t hurt.” she shrugged grabbing the oversized muffin and a napkins before following Steve.
“One could never. Now 6 queshes-?” he said sending her a snarky look with a pulled up grin.
She playfully pushed his shoulder as they walked and let out a laugh before grabbing a piece of the top of the muffin.
“They weren't that big!” She laughed and Steve remembered how much he enjoyed that laugh. He had wanted to hear it for so long. Hell, since the minute he left her balcony that night. He already missed it then.
“Big or not. 6 things of eggs? How did your stomach not explode?” he said folding his hands behind his back and looking down at her by his side as she focused on the pastry.
“Stomach’s made of iron. Dad’s got it too.” she said looking up, sending a wink.
Steve didn’t know how to react to the small motion, but it sent butterflies throughout his chest. Did she mean to wink at him? Was she being more like her old self and less cut off from him? Maybe this day wouldn’t be as tension and awkward filled as he thought.
“So what’s everyones’ new positions? I know you're the Captain of our forces, like your father once was.” Y/N said looking forward after chewing a piece of the top of the muffin. “Bucky’s second in command. No shock there.” she nodded.
“Sam’s our hand to hand combat leader, and intelligence force. He scouts out the field with some new technology your father made that helps him see miles around. He was one of the only people who got a grip on the tech, so I made him head of command for that.” Steve continued.
“Let me guess. Clint is located somewhere close to the weaponry?” she said with a slight smirk looking from the corner of her eye before taking another bite.
“He never misses. Who else would I want teaching the rest of the cadets how to shoot and work their weapons?” Steve said with a smile in his voice still looking her way.
“Is he still attached to that bow and arrow?”
“Can’t seem to push him another direction.”
“Sounds about the same as it was 10 years back.” Y/N chuckled.
The rest of the walk was filled with shockingly comfortable silence. Y/N took in her surroundings as if it were all new territory, and ate the rest of the muffin. Steve did the same as her taking in his surroundings since he was always on high alert, but he also made sure to take the time and study Y/n.
The dress she was wearing hugged her perfectly in all the right places. The flowers reminded him of the flowers she looked at the night before, and how they were kinda like her in the sense that they were wild, but still found grounding in in the kingdom and in certain spots in her life. Steve had never noticed how perfect her skin tone was either. Especially with the sun hitting her face as if it was made to just shine on her. Hence the nickname, Sunshine.
Yep. She was definitely the sunshine everyone needed. Steve especially.
“Bucky!” Y/N shouted forward, making Steve snap out of his daydream and turn to where she was looking.
Ahead was Bucky and Sam watching Clint give archery lessons to some of the new trainees.
Bucky spun around at the sound, and him and Sam sent the princess wide grins.
“Look who came to visit!” He said unfolding his arms and stretching them out as he walked toward the other pair.
Once they were a few feet apart, Y/N closed the gap between the two, and gave Bucky a hug that she wasn’t able to fully give the night before. This one was more sentimental and showed how much she missed her old and very close friend.
After she pulled back she noticed Sam had the same open arms and sped over to give him a warm hug as well. All Steve could think from the sidelines was; where was his hug? He never got one of those.
“It’s Sergeant Barnes here Princess. Can’t let the cadets know I’m a softy when it comes to you.” Bucky winked as the two men remembered how they should bow before hugging.
“Right. We’re in the work place.” Y/N smiled and winked back before crossing her arms back in front. “What exactly are we training for today?” she said looking beyond them where Clint finished helping one trainee, and then turned to wave before going back to the next.
“Barton’s teaching them how to shoot a moving target. We got the aim down for standstill, but now they need to know how to pinpoint the harder targets.” Sam answered as they all came and stood in a line watching them work.
Steve next to Y/N, Bucky next to Steve, and Sam on the other side of Y/N. The 10 or so cadets not even realizing that high ranking knights as well as the Princess where just 20 yards away.
“Hmmm, and how are they doing?” she asked never looking away.
“So far, not too bad. We have a few stragglers, but nothing a few more extra sessions couldn’t fix.” Bucky answered this time.
“Well let’s see for ourselves.” Y/N said straightening and moving toward where Clint was helping someone straighten their elbow. The boys following.
“Ok, now breathe and focus on where they’re going to be next.” Clint instructed before taking a step back.
The trainees shot after a few seconds of centering themselves, and was able to clip what they were aiming for, but not hit it head on.
“Close, but-”
“But you’re propping your elbow last second without knowing it.” Y/N interrupted.
Now they knew someone was there, because when everyone including Clint turned at the sound of the voice, they went wide eyed and scrambled to bow.
“Princess. I wasn’t sure if you would come check in with us, or if you were stopping by for a second before moving on.” Clint bowed with a smirk before coming up as the others stayed down.
“Now who in their right mind would miss an archery lesson with you?” she responded elegantly.
Clint just laughed and Bucky, Sam, and Steve just smiled at each other before turning back to her.
“Getting the tour today I see,” Clint responded after a while.
“Yes. But if you don’t mind, I would like to give a quick tip to this kind individual,” she said nodding to the one who had just shot last.
Everyone's head rose slowly as they went to a soldier's positions, but keeping their focus on the princess.
“Soldier Nicholes?” Clint asked with a raised eyebrow. “I mean sure, but what do you know about-”
Y/N simply walked past Clint before he would finish the sentence and walked over to the young man who now looked horrified that he was about to get yelled at.
“Nicholes, correct?” She asked.
“Y-Yes, your highness.” he responded looking back and forth between her eyes for anger or disappointment, but finding neither.
“What’s your first name dear?” she asked with a soft smile.
“Uh, Joseph ma’am. Joseph Nicholes.” he responded.
“May I see your bow, please?” she said extending her hand. He looked down at it with a raised eyebrow, and carefully handed it to her. “Thank you.” she smiled walking past him and to the shooting post.
Steve and the boys shared a far confused look with each other completely taken aback from her motives. Each of them taking steps to get a closer look to what she was up to.
“Joseph, you made a simple mistake that I made my first time doing this activity. Last minute before you shoot, you tense at the idea of shooting without knowing it, and your elbow rises causing you to miss just slightly.” she explained putting an arrow in the bow and rolling her shoulders back. “Watch how I ease my elbow first, and then focus on it as I shoot. Not too much, but enough to not tense.” she said turning back to the range.
The boys all shared another bewildered look and took another step forward. Clint closest to really see is she was doing it right.
Watching the range she saw the moving targets pop up, and found the pattern. Taking a deep breath and pinpointing the spot she ease back like she instructed, and the arrow went flying. Everyone watched as if it were in slow-motion, and an audible gasp came out of everyone's mouth.
Y/N looked out to the target seeing she had hit it straight on the bullseye. Turning her head to the side with a proud smile, she walked back to the awestruck men and handed the bow to Joseph who was too shocked to move.
“See? Focus on that and you’ll be shooting like Sir Barton over there.” she said putting her hands back in front.
No one talked. No one knew what to say. A Princess shooting perfect shots with a weapon? It couldn’t be, could it? Surprise, surprise it can. Don’t act too shocked.
Steve, Bucky, Sam, and the rest of the soldiers all had their jaws to the ground. Clint the only one with a smirk not too surprised like the rest.
“What?” she shrugged looking over the men, who quickly picked up their jaws and tried to tear their eyes from her, but couldn’t seem to.
“How did you-” Steve started.
“Where did you learn-” Buck said same time.
“That was, uh-” Sam stuttered as well.
All three men murmuring under their breaths and clearing their throats.
“Well, unlike the rest of these pinheads, I’m not that shocked.” Clint said walking over and giving her a sweet hug. “Let’s be honest, you guys can’t be that surprised that Y/N learned some things. She was gone 10 years!”
“But-” Bucky started.
“You did learn that at the academy, didn’t you?” Clint continued turning to her.
“Hmm Mmm,” She hummed with a proud smile. “Every royal there taught the others a skill or skills that their countries were known for so that we could learn better of the other cultures. I learned that from the Valkyrie.” she said turning to the men. “You don’t even know the other tricks I have up my sleeve from Hilde. She taught me quite a few things. Things that I hope to implement into our own home if Father will allow it.”
“Such as?” Sam asked with a quirked eyebrow.
“You’ll have to wait for that surprise.” She winked.
“Figures.” Bucky chuckles.
“Hey, I have to get back to the group, but we’ll see you around soon, right Y/N?” Clint said pulling the Princess’s attention back to him.
“For sure. You keep up your training.” She turned to the herd of knights in training and they all bowed again. “From what I can tell, things seem to be going well. Keep listening to Sir Barton here, and you all will be prepared for anything.” She grinned, turning to the younger of the group who she had just helped. “Joseph, fix that elbow and you’ll be golden.”
“Yes, your majesty.” he bowed a second time.
“Please, call me Y/N. Never cared for the formal names.” she waved off with a sweet smile, that pulled a smile of his own out of the nerves. “Shall we gentleman? I know we have a lot more grounds to cover today.” Y/N said turning to the three men who would be stuck with her the rest of the evening before walking through them and continuing the tour ahead of them.
Steve and his other friends watching before they followed.
“Not much has changed, but I got to say,” Bucky spoke up and brought a hand down on Steve’s shoulder. “Whatever the hell happened to her at that school, I like it.”
“Agreed.” Sam spoke up.
“Is it possible for someone to become more badass, crazy, and intense as she did?” Bucky continued.
“Didn’t think so, but I’m learning new things every second with her.” Steve scoffed with a grin on his face. “Come on. She’ll keep going without us if we don’t catch up now.” he said with an admirable smile as he quickened his pace to catch up with Y/N. Bucky and Sam a few steps behind sharing yet another knowing glance at each other.
Summary: Sam visits your coffee car every day before class.
Square Filled: professor!Sam
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Sam x Reader (platonic). Jo, Dean.
Word Count: 1,105
Warning(s): Lots of flirting between the reader and Sam.
A/N: This was written for @spnaubingo. Also, I don’t own any of the photos in my aesthetic. Also I need to thank @fictionalabyss for this fic idea and @coffee-obsessed-writer for helping me out in a few parts. This is unbeta’d, so any mistakes are my own.
“Same thing today, Professor?”
“You know it, Y/N. The coffee shop on campus never gets it right.” You shook your head with a chuckle as you drew a random doodle on his cup and started working on his order.
“To be honest, that’s exactly why I started my own coffee cart. I was tired of overpriced coffee places screwing up my order.”
You watched as Sam pulled money out from his wallet. He did the same thing whenever he paid. Whatever change he got back, no matter the amount, it always went into your tip jar. “Oh, did you guys ever hear back from that real estate agent?”
“Last week actually. We’re working on a down payment for a small shop near the college. Hakuna MaCoffee will eventually have a new home.”
“That’ll be sad day for me.” You handed him his receipt and coffee with a confused look on your face.
“Why’s that?”
“No reason.” He winks at you and then walks away without saying another word.
--
You could see him out of the corner of your eye talking to another professor. Sam glanced your way with a smile and your stomach started fluttering. Instead of standing there staring at Sam like a creep, you got to work on his order.
Pouring the coffee into a to-go cup, you grabbed a marker and drew a sunflower on the side of his cup. You rolled your eyes at how cheesy you were being, but Sam always brightened your day. “Well good morning Y/N, I hope today is treating you well.”
“It is now that you’re here.” You handed him his cup with a grin.
“I bet you say that to all of your customers.”
You winked at Jo as you started to hand him back his change. “I’m afraid that’s reserved for the good looking professors that visits me every day.”
“Looks like I’ll have to start scaring away all these other professors.”
“Are you claiming me as your own Mr. Winchester?” Your face was flushed and Jo was laughing into her hand at the two of you.
“I’m not ready for that kind of commitment, sweetheart.” He tuts as he places his change into the tip jar with a grin. “Doesn’t mean I can’t come by enjoy the coffee.”
“I guess, until then you aren’t allowed scaring my other customers away.” He winks and starts laughing to himself as he walks away.
--
Sam was nowhere to be found.
You sighed as other customers trickled in slowly You were leaning with your elbows on the metal counter and you were bored. Today had been such a slow day. The rain didn’t help any, and it certainly wasn’t helping your mood.
“I’m cold, I’m wet and I’m just done with today.”
“Well that’s a shame, I was looking forward to having a cup of what my brother calls “the best coffee on campus.”
You met his gaze and wow, were his eyes green. “How can I... “ You gulped nervously as the gentleman in front of you chuckled at your behavior. “how can I help you?”
“Can I get a large black coffee and whatever Sam gets daily?”
“Sam, as in Professor Winchester?”
“Yeah, that’d be him. Says he comes by here everyday, and now I’m starting to wonder if this coffee is that good or if it’s not just the girl running the stand.”
“He sent you to get his coffee?” You looked down and noticed that Dean was also carrying multiple bags of food.
“He has to lecture off campus in a couple of weeks, and he wanted to make sure everything is in order for his classes here. Heaven forbid he eat something unhealthy.” You chuckled and pulled out two large to go cups, and got to work.
“I have to ask, only because I’m curious, how did you get roped into being an errand boy for your brother?”
“I made the mistake of trying to surprise my brother when I went on my lunch break. You see, I’m a mechanic and my shop is about 10 or 15 minutes away.” Dean opens up his wallet and lays one of his business cards on the metal counter. “Next time, I’ll call.”
“That sounds like a smart plan.” While your back is turned, Dean grins and pulls a pen out of his pocket. He flips the card over and writes out a string of numbers. You owe me Sammy. I know things haven’t been the same since she broke up with you, but you can’t let that hold you back.
“That’ll be 6.50”
“Oh wow, that’s way cheaper than what I thought it was going to be.” You watch as Dean pulls out a ten from his wallet, and tells you to keep the change for being an awesome barista.
“You two are definitely brothers.” You chuckle to yourself as you lean across the counter to put the remaining 3.50 in your tip jar. “I hope you enjoy your coffee.”
Dean tapped the business card in front of him before grabbing the cardboard handle of the drink carrier. “Don’t lose this, okay?”
“I won’t.” You thank him for his business once again, and as Dean is walking away, you try your hardest not to stare at his ass. “Get it together, Y/N.”
--
Fall shifted into Winter, and you sighed in frustration. All that hard work during the fall, and they gave your building to someone else. You were so damn close too. All that work, and for what? No, you shook your and started looking again. You compared how much money you had saved up and all the other building listings, and sighed. None of these were in your price range. You’d need a miracle.
--
The snow started melting and with Jo’s encouragement, you found yourself back on campus with your coffee cart. Business was slow, but it was you needed to get out of the funk you were in. You were working hard on an order when you saw a familiar face in line.
“Hey, you’re back!”
You were genuinely surprised. “You noticed I was gone?”
“Of course I did. You’re my source of coffee.”
Jo grinned as she made up Sam’s cup of coffee, and handed it to you once it was finished. “Well, here’s your coffee.”
He handed you two things before leaving. The money for his drink, and an envelope. “Wait until I’m gone to open that, okay?”
“Professor Winchester?” He stopped in his tracks and looked back at you. “See you after class.” Sam smiles with a nod and makes his way towards the college.
AN: The Reader has two lives, unbeknownst to her or those around her. Is this mirror world a fantasy or something more dire? In one world, the reader is married to Jared and they have two sons, Colt and Shep. Reader and Gen are old college friends. Danneel and Jensen are married with daughter JJ. On the other side of the mirror, Jared and Gen are "the infamous Padaleckis" with two boys, Tom and Shep. The Reader and Gen are best friends who had met on the set of Supernatural. Jensen is a single father to JJ. Danneel and he never married but remained best friends.
Characters: Reader x Jared, Danneel x Jensen, Gen x Jared, Tom/Colt, Shep, JJ
This is by no means real, obvi, it's FANFICTION. If you don't know what that is, here: fan fic·tion noun
noun: fanfiction fiction written by a fan of, and featuring characters from, a particular TV series, movie, etc. =]
Summers in Austin were brutal, but with access to one of the largest, in-ground pools, thanks to your best friend, Gen, cooling off never meant opening the door to the freezer and inserting said face. No, it meant donning some two piece bathing suit you'd never wear, but Gen insisted it was made for you, almost a second skin, she had said. You laughed to yourself, "good thing I worked hard on the original", and wrapped a white cover-up over your tanned and overly exaggerated lady bits.
You opted to wear nothing on your bare feet, your cobalt blue toenail polish, reflecting the bright rays of the overhanging sun. Making your way from the guest room of the Padalecki's home, you headed toward the splashing and giggling coming from the pool. Taking in the scene before you, you couldn't help but smile at the three children wearing their swimming vests and floaties, while your co-star and friend, Jensen was playing a game of Marco-Polo.
To no avail.
JJ's giggles were contagious as Jensen feigned ignorance to her location, while Tom and Shep were clinging to Gen, one trying to hold onto her slippery skin, the other, Tom, doglegging toward you.
Dipping a few toes in, testing the water, Tom waved you in; "Unca Jensen is Marco, we gotta be Polos".
"I'll distract your uncle," you winked as you took to the diving board. You bounced a couple of times before shouting, "Polo!"
The slight splash from the deep end distracted Jensen just long enough for Gen to round the kids up closest to the green raft. As you surfaced, you swam towards the others sending Jensen a playful wink, mouthing a silent, “sorry”.
Shaking his head, his chest rumbling with laughter, he could only mutter a half hearted "traitor", before shutting his eyes and reaching forward, both arms outstretched, his muscles flexing as his fingers patted the water causing ripples to form on the surface.
The game continued until you were all prunes but you opted to stay in longer. Gen’s oldest, wanting to swim without his vest, and you being the retired lifeguard, Tom practically begged for you to teach him to swim like his dad. He had the puppy dog eye thing down too. How could you resist?
Holding him with your palm under his stomach, he reached forward with his arms, stretching his legs behind, in a kicking motion. You held him steady and in place as he practiced. Encouraging him with accolades, you did not hear him approach you, nor did you hear him even breaking the surface of the water. Tom’s legs were producing splays of water at a quickened pace, his face slightly submerged in the water, trying his best to blow air out of his nostrils.
The timbre in his jovial voice boomed over the splashing, “Miss me?”
Two words, simple and directed at his son, had caused your heart rate to elevate, your mouth to instantly dry out, a niggling feeling in your very soul told you something was off, but what and why?
Turning abruptly, your nose nearly smacked into Jared’s chest. His smile, the way the left dimple increased as he quirked an eyebrow at you, his head tilting to the side, as he heard your words, barely a whisper,
“Of course I did, Jare.”
Jared’s breath stopped for a nanosecond as he watched the scene unfold in front of his very eyes. You reached an unsteady hand toward the man in front of you, your fingertips grazing the tufts of curls on his torso, his name leaving your lips, confused and pleading.
“Jared?”
His jaw dropped as your release on Tom went slack, the tiny boy sputtering pool water, clawing at the air. It was as if everything was in slow motion; your pupils dilated, bursts of light flashed across your irises, and with bated breath, you felt yourself fading. Gen’s voice screaming in desperation was the last thing you heard as you succumbed to the water.
Summary: Bucky Barnes works at a hospital in NYC as an E.R. doctor. Him and a group of his friends plan a trip to Texas to attend ACL music festival. It’s not really Bucky’s scene, but one particular artist that’s performing there is his celebrity crush, Y/N Blaire. Y/N is a country pop singer who is on the up and coming rise in the music industry. What’s to come of the two? Well, that’s them to explore and you to find out...
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Y/N Blaire (Reader)
Word count: 2800+
Chapter 5:
2 more months went by.
Y/N had finally rented out one of the apartments. Just last week the movers came in and brought in new furniture and what not. Now it was up to her to unpack and all that fun stuff when time allowed.
She still hadn’t texted Bucky even though she had his number. There had been a few times where she had begun typing out a message, or was just seconds from sending it, but then the little voices in her head told her she would look like a loon.
So two months later, and she still had the ocean eyed doctor’s sweater in her closet. It just sat there, not worn after the first night, and mocked her.
She should give it back, but how do you do it without looking stalkerish or desperate. I mean she was still human with nerves even if she was able to get on stage in front of thousands of people and sing her heart out. Talking to guys had always been 100x more nerve wracking.
Besides that, the last two months and this next month were still packed with interviews, meetings, photoshoots, and all the other things that come with stardom.
After the late night show interview they had lined up in May, Louis said that she can finally take a real minute to breath.
Even though there was a hidden meaning behind it of her record label wanting her to write a new album in that time, she was happy that she got some much needed time off.
So anyway, it doesn’t matter if Y/N hadn’t texted Bucky. She didn’t have time to meet him and return the sweater. She didn’t have time to casually ask him for coffee. She didn’t have time to ask about his hobbies, and what he liked to do when he wasn’t saving lives, or-
“Blaire! Earth to Blaire!” a voice said cutting into her daydream.
“Huh, sorry what?” she said, shaking her head.
“You’ve been giving the camera a far off dream land look for the past minute.” Kevin, the photographer for the shoot said. “Which don’t get me wrong, is dreamy and sexy, but we gotta get some other poses in there,” he smiled with a laugh.
“Sorry Kev. Got distracted,” she blushed slightly, moving to another position.
“All good baby! Let’s get some with you like this...” he continued moving in and moving her like a how a sculpture would to a piece of clay.
Another hour or two more of snapping pictures, changing outfits, hair and makeup changes, and she was done.
“That was great Y/N. You looked amazing and those are going to be so nice on Vogue’s magazine.”
“I’m surprised you got this kinda deal,” Y/N said from her changing room as she was changing back to sweatpants and a cropped t-shirt.
“Lovey, you are literally famous now. People call me asking for you, not the other way around. You do realize that right?” Louis laughed slouched on the couch in his nice ‘agent’ suit.
“I don’t know. I guess it doesn’t really feel like it still.” Y/N laughed before coming out from behind the curtain, and pulling her neatly waved hair from her shirt.
“Well, I promise you this. You are a star and the world wants to see you.” he smiled at her before going right back to his phone.
Y/N let out a forced chuckle, and then turned to her mirror seeing all the makeup caked on her face. It wasn’t ugly or anything, but it wasn’t really her either. Sometimes she was ok with the world NOT wanting to see her.
But thinking about it, her life had recently took a pretty big jump. She was getting noticed more on the streets. Opting to wear layers and a small disguise if she planned on going out for longer than an hour. Things that 2 years back, she didn’t have to worry about. Hell, even a year back… But her fanbase was growing. Which she should be ecstatic about, but somehow she felt exposed instead.
Louis noticed her face in the mirror and walked over to her.
“Hey sis. You doing ok?” he asked laying a hand on her shoulder.
“Hmm?” she jumped turning to look at him. “No, no, I’m fine. Just chipper.” she said trying to convince him.
“You’ve been acting strange, and like you’re in a constant daydream all day.” he said in his brotherly tone giving her shoulder a squeeze. “You can talk to me if you need to. You know that.”
“I know. I’m ok,” she reassured, smiling softly up at him in the mirror covering his reassuring hand with her own. He furrowed his eyebrows showing he wasn’t convinced. “Really Lou. I promise.”
Truth was she felt bad for not wanting all the riches of this life. Louis had put his heart in soul into getting her here. Her parents had both passed when she was at the beginning stages of becoming well known. He dropped out of college to help her since. Eventually firing her jackass agent at the time, and becoming her full time one. She felt like she had stripped a part of his life from him. She shouldn’t feel icky about the attention he was helping her get. That was selfish.
He still didn’t buy it, but instead of fighting her, he patted her back and grabbed her already packed bag.
“I have a car waiting for you outside. Mario and Darryl are already ready to escort you out,” he said coming and handing it to her as she stood with him. “Go home, get some rest, or unpack some more, but go take the day off.”
“We’re done for today?” she hesitated, feeling like there was something else.
“Yes, I’ll wrap things up here,” he nodded shoving her toward the door.
“Wait, I can wait for you-”
“It shouldn’t take long. I’ll head home right after I’m done. You go on out,” he winked, handing her off to Mario as they walked the halls.
“But Lou-”
“See you Lovey. I’ll come over tomorrow morning to check in with you. Take the rest of the evening off.” he winked saluting her as he turned a corner and disappeared.
“Ugh.” she groaned hating when he ran away.
“That brother of yours would do anything for you. You know that right?” Mario chuckled in a joking tone.
“Don’t I know it?” she huffed giving her best fake smile to her bodyguard.
“This way, Missy.” he said opening the doors and escorting her to her car. Blocking her from the few cameras that always somehow found her.
______
Bucky was packing his things when Steve came into the locker room.
“Hey, I thought you were supposed to be off 2 hours ago,” he cocked his head as he started changing.
“Yeah, but it got hectic. There was a wreck, and when they brought them in Cho wasn’t here yet, so I stayed to help out.” Bucky sighed exhaustion clear in his voice. “By the time Cho got here, I was already hands deep in a situation. Didn’t want to up and leave.”
“Sorry about that man.” Steve nodded pulling a dry fit shirt over his head.
“You going for a run? Haven’t you been here since 6 this morning?”
“Yeah, but somehow I still got some energy in me. Might as well sweat it out.” Steve shrugged putting on deodorant. “Hey, the crew is going out for drinks around 7. You comin’?”
“Not sure. I have some research to do, but-”
“Buck, you’ve been holing yourself up the past 2 months. You rarely come out with us anymore, and when you do, you leave early. What’s going on?” Steve said with concern as he took a step closer to his friend sitting on the bench.
“I’m not holing myself up, I just- I haven't been feeling like going out that much. I don’t know why, it’s just that I don’t have any desire to.”
“Ok, and what have you been doing in your free time?”
Truth was he couldn’t stop thinking about Y/N. He knew it was a stupid thing to think about considering the chances of them seeing each other again were low. Yet again he said that last time, and they managed to find each other a second time. Would there be a third time?
That’s what had been occupying his mind the past two months. So much so that he was taking shifts left and right to try and get his mind off of her. So the little bit that he was at home, he was sleeping and trying to NOT think about a certain Y/H/C haired girl. He didn’t have the energy to go out and drink or party with friends. By the time he was home he wanted to pass out. So he did before waking up 3-4 hours later and rushing to another shift.
“You’ve been working yourself to death, Buck. That’s what you’ve been doing.” Steve answered for him. “You keep that up and you’re going to overwork your brain and body, and burn yourself out. You’re no good to your patients barely alive.”
“I’m fine, punk,” Bucky tried to laugh it off, but his acting skills were horrid.
“Yeah sure. Keep saying that when you fall asleep using a defibrillator on a person. They’ll have to use it on you first,” Steve chuckled a little at his own joke.
“Good one. Really good one,” Bucky rolled his eyes as he tied his shoe.
“I thought so,” Steve laughed louder now before walking to the door and turning back to Bucky. “I’ll leave it be tonight, but only because you look like death and clearly need some sleep. Don’t be surprised when I show up at your front door, and drag you out for some socializing another time though,” he pointed. “Get out of your funk, Jerk.” Steve said in a brotherly way.
“Go run 10 miles or something, Punk!” Bucky shouted waving him off with a small smile.
______
“Thanks again, Mario. You didn’t have to,” Y/N laughed as she fumbled with the key to her apartment.
“You had like 8 bags. I’m not sure you can hold as many as you think,” Mario laughed holding half of the grocery bags for her.
“You would be surprised. I think my record is 12,” she winked back at him finally getting the door unlocked.
“Well, no point in making you do it if I’m already here,” he laughed as she opened the door for him and gestured him in.
“True. You can just put it on the counter right there. Thanks,” she smiled doing the same after shutting the door.
“Wow. Nice little pad you got here,” he said moving back to the door, but stopping in front of the living room with his hands on his hips as he surveyed the place.
“Yeah, I’ve always wanted a studio apartment,” Y/N said with a sigh of contentment as she stood by him, arms folded in front of her. “I have a lot of decorating and sprucing up to do, but it’s got a good foundation.”
“And Louis is just the floor below you?” Mario asked.
“Yeah, if we are going to be up here as much as we think we are for this year, probably best we have some space for ourselves. We did the whole share a room growing up,” she turned to Mario with a smirk. “Let’s just say, I’m sure he’s tired of me beating his ass in a fight.”
“Sounds about right,” Mario laughed. “Ok, anything else you need from me, or-”
“No, I should be good. I don’t plan on leaving the rest of the day, so you’re free my friend,” she said moving back to the front door.
“You got it ma’am. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Thanks Mar!” she grinned as she watched him walk to the elevators.
Once he was out of sight, she shut and locked the door behind her letting out a huff from the exhausting day. She shuffled to the kitchen going to put away the groceries.
Then she heard the little scratching and muffled meowing from the window.
“Right on time friend,” she laughed going to open the window. Immediately, the little orange fluff of a cat, and her snow white friend strutted in. She let out a loud purr to show her appreciation. “Hey Pumpkin. Hey Nomad,” Y/N laughed scratching the cat’s chins making them lift their heads and purr again in contentment. “You two hungry?”
A loud meow was all that Y/N needed to go to the fridge, pull out the milk, and grab a small bowl to pour it in.
“I hope you like almond milk.” Y/N laughed, petting the orange feline as the couple moved quickly to lap up the milk not worried at all where it came from.
Y/N let out a little laugh at her new friends. Around this time everyday, the little orange fluff ball scratched at the window asking to be let in.
The first time it happened, Y/N was unsure since there was no collar and her hair was semi-matted showing she was a stray. But the little country girl Y/N had inside her couldn’t say no to the sweet animal once it started rubbing on the window seal meowing to come in.
The cat, which she nicknamed Pumpkin, was the sweetest though, and let Y/N take care of her the first night. Y/N got an old comb and brushed out the matted hair. She rubbed some smell good oil on her to get the stench of the streets off, and then fed her some milk only having that and cereal in the loft at the time.
Ever since then, as soon as Y/N turned on her light when she got back home, Pumpkin was there ready to be let in and loved on. Then in the morning, she would scratch at the window asking to be let out the rest of the day. The two had become pretty good friends over the past week and a half.
Just about 3 days ago though, Pumpkin started bringing a friend. A white, shorter, but still semi-long haired cat, had been stopping for visits as well. He however had a collar unlike Pumpkin. So Y/N knew he belonged to someone, but he was wandering from home in the later hours of the day. Thus giving him the name of Nomad. A cat with a home, but an explorer who didn’t care to stay in one spot. He would escape back to his real home every morning with Pumpkin at the same time.
“What have you two been up to today?” Y/N asked as she went back to putting some fruit up. One of them meowed in return. Pumpkin was a chatty one, so most likely her. “Sounds like a blast,” Y/N laughed. “You’ll have to show me around the city sometimes. I think you know your way around here more than I do.” Pumpkin purred moving back to Y/N and rubbing herself on her arm.
Then the familiar ringtone showing her brother was calling began sounding throughout the kitchen.
“One second. I gotta take this,” she sighed, scratching the cats ear before grabbing her phone and pausing on putting the groceries up. “This is Blaire,” she answered in a mocking tone. It was the way Louis always picked up his phone.
“Hey sis. Just checking in, but have you been on social media in the past hour or so?” Louis asked with nerves in his voice.
“Um, no. I went to the grocery store after the shoot and just got home. I haven’t had a second to sit down and check anything,” Y/n answered with a raised eyebrow. “Why? You sound like something’s up...”
“Um, it’s nothing bad! It’s actually really, really good. Only problem is it wasn’t run by you. Which is what I’m just now figuring out, so-”
“Lou, what the hell are you talking about?”
“Um, so Barbara made a call without consulting me or you, but I think it’ll be ok in the end-”
There was a quick knock on the door, and Y/N zoned out from her brother, being caught off guard from a visitor.
“Lou, for God sake just tell me what you’re talking about!” Y/N huffed annoyed at his vagueness. She turned the corner of the kitchen and looked at the front door with a tilt of her head.
“Listen, I would say we can take it down, but I think it’s too late-”
“Lou,” she cut off again as she went to the door hearing another knock.
“Ok. The picture of you and Riley got leaked. And by leaked I mean Barbara put it out,” he said just as she opened the door.
“What!” she shouted into the phone worst timing, and making it look like she was screaming at the person on the other side of the door.
“Now Y/N listen-”
But she had already tuned him out from being in complete shock at who was standing in front of her apartment.
