Jan 11, 2024
JK Rowling might be literal proof that money doesn’t buy happiness. Oh, JK. You are billionaire. Go buy an exotic island, get a mansion, live with your young hot, lover Rico, drink wine on the beach and donate to charity a lot.
Her life could have been so, so easy.
Instead she is complaining about trans people, drag queens, intersex people, places where Ru Paul and the drag queens exist and can beat you in a drag race, Olympics and chromosomes, sports, science, IOF, Harry Potter and its actors, female athletes that don’t look feminine, Algeria, Italy, and whatever comes to her mind.
I have run out of how many people she complains about.
I don’t think she is a well woman, frankly.
Schemer schemer!!!
Spotted: our favourite electric triad has a disturbance in the circuit.. Will volt and player be able to make up? Or will the overhead cables set fire to the trees? Stay tuned…
You know you love me xoxo
gossip girl
Pronouns: she/her
‼️DNI: MINORS: suggestive content ahead!
Warnings: manhandling, No nsfw but still quite suggestive, possible dom/sub dynamics. Volt and player are drama queens. (Player even more so in this scenario) alcohol consumption, possible voyeurism, definite exhibitionism.
A/N: hi angels! Surprise!!! I decided to post this now just cause I’ll end up overthinking and not post lolol.. This is a volt centric fic btw but obvs Eddie is here cause you can’t have tea without the biscuits…Possibly badly written, I tried to do volts character justice but just be warned of my amateur writing lolol. Enjoy the drama cause I certainly am…
Eddie is about to fucking lose it.
All week, all fucking week there’s been a new sort of tango between you and volt. It was further than what he usually knew. Sure you two liked to tease each other, grab at each other, try to gain the upper hand but this god it was exhausting to even watch. He finishes pouring your drink. Since you’re arguing with volt, he’s been cut out for the time being. Which has never made him more furious.. so much in fact, that the moment you open your mouth, he’s off to the other side of the bar, already fixing himself another drink, despite the fact his last one was just 5 minutes ago…
“My god guys! She was so charming!” You gabber on about some “seemingly elegant new bachelorette.” One who “mysteriously appeared” after you “bought her off Sahara”
And yet not one other object in this house had any idea about who you were on about..
“She’s a bit shy..” you explain, but if she really was just shy, at least someone in this house would’ve met her! Skips for example is shy-er and yet his demeanour doesn’t stop him from socialising sometimes…
“She just spun me around! It was the sweetest thing ever! You clutch your vodka soda, not nearly as stimulating enough for you and 100 times more boring. But god forbid you drink a whiskey sour or your favourite cocktail that Eddie has perfected and start to lose track of your mission…
And start to miss them..
“She just had this flair to her, you know? And her fashion sense? Unbelievable”
Volt is just the slightest tinge of Blue.
You spin around in your barstool, after telling scandalabra everything about your maybe real maybe not paramour, when you feel a pair of lips against your ear…
“You’re lying spark..” volt grips the back of your seat he’s had enough, his white eyes blaring into your soul, being able to see almost every nook and cranny, your guts, your true intentions..
You just look incredulous, but don’t turn back to him… you don’t give him the satisfaction
not yet…
“I am not!”
“You are.. you're sipping your drink every other minute, twirling your hair.. you only do that when you. Are. Lying..~”
“Woah okay… do you want an award or something?” You spare him a glance… he does not look pleased, with his eyebrows furrowed. You’d just love to reach out and smooth them for him.. but not yet.
“You’re being childish… I can bet on every current in this house that “tania” doesn’t exist..”
You finally spin around at him.. god this is gonna be good…
“Oh wow… don’t tell me you’re jealous, volt? Hmm? Is that was this is about”
“Livewire…” he begins dangerously, the back of his hand still not leaving the back of your stool. But you cut him off
“Last time I checked… jealousy is for boyfriends…”
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It was hot, blaring like summer heat. You swear a sugar cube could’ve melted on your skin.
You desperately grasp at Volt, it pains you that you can’t tug on his hair without an electric shock, so you settle on his shoulder, grasping hard. Enough to leave indents on his skin. Your other hand being kissed by your electric lover…you want to press closer, you want to fuse yourself with him.. then grab Eddie by the wrist and have him join this sweaty ecstasy… but you’re mad…
Volt notices immediately.. because of course he does..
“Something the matter?” He muffles, your fingers almost in his mouth, his expression having the audacity to look innocent….
You push at him, and he backs off instantly..
you sigh..
Volts hands find themselves behind his back, he stands there tall as ever.
“I’m not a mindreader spark.. I’m going to need some context..” he smirks.. you want to slap him
Sigh.. “Really? You’re not a mind reader? You’re possibly the most observant person I know…”
“Yes that I am… and yet guessing is not the same as knowing. I want to hear it from your mouth..”
you cross your arms, keep one leg over the other, and glare at him which annoyingly doesn’t sway him at all.
“So last night..” you mumble
“Hm?”
“So last night!” You begin, “you were chatting to amir..”
He chuckles, “Darling is this what all the commotion is about? I swear there is nothing between us.. he’s just a good friend!”
You scoff, he raises an eyebrow..
“I heard what you said.”
“About the drinks? Well, you get free drinks everytime you come here.. is that the issue?”
“No!” You belt out and he finally looks taken aback which gives you a tiny bit of satisfaction. You stand up, your shoes clicking as you take two short steps towards him. You may be smaller, but it’s remarkable how scary you look right now. But he doesn’t waiver…
To your annoyance…
“Let me get this straight… so you are soo perfectly happy to call Eddie your boyfriend. But only call me your lover? I-“
“Oh spark…” he chuckles “I love you and Eddie all the same.. I was just looking for a distinguishing term! I’m more than happy to call you my girlfriend-“
“You’re lying!”
“I am not”
This whole play was childish you knew it was… and you weren’t lying if you said that as a part of this argument… your anxieties..wasn’t true.. since Eddie and volts relationship has been obviously longer before you showed up at the door, you had that sneaking fear that they loved each other more…
Eddie was easier to confirm with… you knew he loved you, you spent enough time with him to know so.. how his gaze softens for you, how he always keeps an eye on you, how you’re safe with him around.. but Volt?
You were starting to think he was playing favourites….. or perhaps this debonair flair was just a mask to get what he wants.
“I don’t even know you!”
“Yes you do spark you’ve been in here practically everyday.. we spend time together, you saved us! You’re all ours..” he takes one of your hands in his.. refusing to let go when you try to pull away. “We love you”
You huff, his words sink into you like honey.. but you can’t stop.. you can’t help but think that he’s only saying what you want to hear!
And then it clicks to him.. because of course it does.
His eyes narrow, his neutral face becoming livelier. A few crackles of electricity sparking from his scalp.
“Oh livewire~” he coos “have you been feeling neglected hm? Are you in need of more attention? Aww you poor thing…”
You’re furious…
because you do…
you want his attention, you crave it more than anything… and you know he’s more than happy to give you more… he already does but you just… you simply… you want trouble.. you want more
You never said you weren’t greedy…
More than that you want to see his true colours… The Blue… you’ve never seen it, you’ve only heard of it… you know this is a dangerous game..but if he’s really playing dirty, then so will you..
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The tension in the room is suffocating, but you charge straight ahead… the most annoying thing about this whole ordeal is that Volt is a lot more patient than you thought him to be. Still ever the gentleman, he kisses your hand as you enter once again, you almost jump for joy when you see the little sparks of irritation in his gaze, but you still scoff..
“livewire! back for the show?”
“Clearly… is there anything else I’d be here for?”
A glimmer of amusement shines through Volt's eyes.. but he keeps up his usual routine.
“Come, your tables ready for you..”
Volt couldn’t help but feel guilty. But he knew deep down that's what you wanted.. he recognised your ins and outs. Not only that, but he’s heard whispers of your attitude, even before he had been formally introduced to you. And while your usual lighter games are cute, this one is leaving him a little hurt..
maybe more than a little..
but he couldn’t lie and say that he was a saint either. He remembers during your first interaction, when you tried to pry with Eddie, how his instincts got the best of him, and left you with a glimmer of his “true self”. Not that he’d exactly call it that… he was never proud of his anger.. per say, what well meaning gentleman would? But after hearing of your reputation… he couldn’t help but be cautious…
But now he knows you… his and eddies livewire.. your spunk, your wit, your ability to understand and help anyone with their problems no matter how difficult they are… he couldn’t help but adore you… petty side, childish antics and all…
But what if you didn’t accept him? The angry side… The ugly side..
He was never one to overthink like this.. god you’re driving him insane..
Instead of the vodka soda you once again order, Eddie plops a whiskey sour in front of you.. You look up to see his gaze.. usually he's much softer when he looks at you, but right now? He's pissed off..
“You done acting like a kid or do I have to watch you and volt eye fuck each other for another week?” He says, sitting down next to you despite your protests.
“I’m not acting like a child! I have my own rights to be upset!” Eddie scoffs
“What the fuck are you two even arguing about? This isn’t natural for the both of you.” You stare at him in surprise…
“Volt didn’t tell you?”
“Hell no, he’s been swerving around the topic like a fucking F1 driver..”
This does shock you..
“I thought he’d tell you everything..” he snorts at this..
“He’s an enigma to me sometimes too spark..”
You two sit in quiet contemplation.. the bar is quiet, but any minute now the usual bacanall will start up. You’ll have to watch volt prance around the stage, looking out for you always looking for you.
You begrudgingly hold out your hand, Eddie slides his into yours. You begin to play with his fingers as you finally sip the whiskey sour hoping the burn of the alcohol can whisk away any feelings of guilt or vexation.
God it does taste like them… oh shit
You look at Eddie, who looks back at you expectantly?
You can’t get Eddie involved in your little spat…. You never wanted to… but god he’s right here… he looks divine. You want to feel his stubble on your face, you want to grab at his clothes and bite him like a chew toy, right in front of everyone.
Right in front of Volt.
You couldn’t (you could)
You shouldn’t… (I really should)
And you will.
Your breath quickens as you look around to see the bar slowly fill up, you desperately look at Eddie, whine at him, you see his eyebrows fly into his hairline, as you tug on his hand..
“Eddie…”
His face suddenly flashes with worry, he clasps your hand tighter..
“Hey hey.. what’s up?.. you gotta-“
You slam your lips against his in a messy show of devotion.. hoist yourself into his lap and grab his face. Like a starved woman… you almost fall over, wanting to take him down with you.. but he holds on, reciprocating the kiss with no less fervour, fingers digging into your waist almost devouring you, he missed you god he missed you too… you snatch the back of his hair, interlocking it with your fingers, tugging at it, pulling his head back to bite hard into his neck. To which he lets out a decadent groan…
Faster than you can even process, two arms hoist you out of Eddie's lap, you can feel electrical currents sink into your bloodstream, it’s unbelievable… You spin around to yell at the offender, but instead of volt’s usual annoyed face, you turn to see
Electric blue.
Volt is furious.
“What the fuck-“ you don’t even have time to think, before volt grabs you by the wrist, dragging you by force to the back room, nudging you against the wall, and closing the door with a slam. You’ve never seen him this disheveled. This is out of control. He turns away from you to grasp his head. You didn’t even realise how enraged you are… so you do the same, facing the way and taking a few deep breaths.
Neither of you speak. The glow of his skin illuminates the room. A brilliant blue.
You take one more breath, not daring to face him yet. But you speak.
“You have no right to drag me away from my boyfriend.” He sucks his teeth, that hit a nerve.
“You have taken this too far.” You let out a shaky laugh.
“Have i? I don’t think I’ve done enough-“
“Enough” He he says sharply, a sudden rush of courage overtakes you.
You spin around to look at his anger. His eyebrows are white.. matching his hair.. his skin is such a bright blue, you wonder if he’s going to short circuit?
You exhale
“I never wanted to hurt you live wire.. I never wanted to make you feel lesser.. I’ve never loved a woman more than I love you.”
He exhales. You glare into his eyes,
“And yet you act like a child, one who can just mosey inside our hearts like we’re toys!”
You scream at him.
“How dare you!” Your voice rises so loud, there’s no way the other objects outside can’t hear. “How dare you insinuate that I’m only playing with the both of you?? Do you even hear yourself?? It’s always you and Eddie isn’t it? It’s never us three! I never feel like I’m a part of this Damn relationship sometimes??”
“Do you even hear yourself?” he retaliates.
You lean in, dangerously close. Huffing like an exasperated bull
“Be honest… you don’t love me at all do you? You hardly even know me..”
He’s on you before you can even finish. He hoists you up against the wall, and pummels his lips into yours. You melt into him, grabbing onto him not once wanting to let him go.. the sound of you two is beyond erotic. You pull your head back.. allowing yourself to be bitten.. again… and again.. and again. It hurts. So good.. you scratch at him, not even caring that the hair near his neck licks hot flashes into your fingers. Desperately, you suck on any piece of skin on his neck you can get your mouth on. You feel the volt you know behind all that anger. The one who truly adores you.. the one who always escorts you to your table.. the one who will always look out for you…
You both pull back to catch your breaths, god knows after how much time. You lean forward to kiss his cheek. He holds onto you, gentler.
“I shouldn’t have started this stupid argument with you. I’m just… I wanted trouble..I wanted attention and I guess I got it.”
“I.. shouldn’t have let this argument go on for as long as it did.. I shouldn’t have insinuated that you were only here to juggle with our hearts.. my livewire… you know how I can be in over my head sometimes..” he holds you closer.. if that’s even possible. “And know I do love you.. not just our dear Eddie.. I could not imagine you not in my life..”
You sit in silence for a moment, only faint buzzing could be heard from above you.
You press his forehead against yours, you both begin to chuckle. Volts good spirits have seemed to return… slowly his skin returns to his usual pale shade… he pinches your cheek…
“Tsk tsk.. poor girl.. having to start arguments to get what she wants? I’ll have to exert a bit more control.. lest things get out of hand again..”
you snort, slapping him on the shoulder hide a smile .. pressing your head into the crook of his neck. “Shut up man..” he laughs.
The back room door opens with a swish. You both turn to see Eddie, clearly entertained, but keeping up his rough demeanour.
“You two drama queens done with the bickering?” He looks at you two with love regardless. You allow volt to properly pick you up, letting you fully hug him, wrap your legs around his waist and squeeze. When he finally lets you down.. he kisses your hair..
“You’re on in 10” Eddie says, leaning in to kiss both you and volt on the cheek. He leans into you. “Got what you wanted?” You nod.. a smirk dances on your face…
“Knew you’d crack eventually…” you pause
Wait..
no way..
Eddie smirks subtly, snaking an arm around your shoulders and leading you back into the bar…
The whiskey sour.. the proximity…
Looks like you (and volt) aren’t the only schemers….
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