#she'll make dinner... good balanced relationship...

[soveryanon]

[daydreaminginmonochrome]

Hullo! Will there be a part 3 to Celine x construction worker reader where reader meets Zoey and Mira? 🥺🥺🥺

Tags: Celine/Reader Construction Worker!Reader, Light Stalking For Comedic Purposes

They found out about you when Rumi returned from the highly anticipated family dinner.

Of course their initial questioning was whether she was okay, whether Celine had said anything or done anything that might have upset her.

Dinner alone with Celine was still a suspicious event after everything that had happened, practically a ticking timebomb, and they wanted to make sure their girl was fine, that Celine hadn’t been pushing anymore of that conceal don’t feel agenda on her.

They had not expected Rumi to tell them about you.

The whole thing was confusing and more than a little off-putting for the two. Because; hello??

Celine. The Celine??? Dating?

The idea that she of all people was dating a construction worker just—it didn’t compute. The math was not mathing. Surely Rumi is just pulling their leg, making up a joke about some secret relationship Celine has been in to hide the fact that things went poorly.

But, no. you’re real. You really are dating Celine. Two facts that feel like they should not be related.

Neither Mira nor Zoey trusted this. They didn’t trust you.

They needed to figure out who you were and what was going on, what your real intentions were with Celine. Were you just with her because she was famous and rich? Was there some kind of blackmail going on? Did you slip her a love potion or something? (“Love potions aren’t real, Zoey.” “Yeah? And how can you be so sure??”)

So they did the sane thing.

They started stalking you.

You see; Rumi is too soft. She wasn’t going to put up a stint because she doesn’t want to rock the boat with Celine, make things even more awkward than they already are. She wasn’t going to ask the hard questions. And Celine is clearly blinded by love (a sentence that felt so foreign to them).

So it’s up to Zoey and Mira to make sure you’re not a danger.

It doesn’t take too much work to figure out which construction company you worked for once they got your name. So the two donned their disguises and snuck into the site just to watch you. After all—you can tell a lot about a person from how they worked. Right?

Well if that was true, then what they could tell was that you’re a good worker.

You clearly took safety precautions seriously, and you were always quick to get on another workers case if they started taking dangerous shortcuts. And your muscles—they can see why Celine would be attracted to you.

Because wow, you have got arms for days.

They managed to watch you work for a good two hours or so before someone on the site spotted them and chased the two away because “this isn’t some zoo! If you’re not part of the crew then scram!”

Which meant they had to take up watching you from across the street. Not nearly as efficient, but still doable.

It was a very long day, but they were able to get away with being gone for so long by telling Rumi that the two of them were at the aquarium for the day so she wouldn’t get suspicious. But ten hours later, you were leaving the site, laughing and chatting with the guys around you before walking home.

Which was their cue to follow.

Unfortunately for them, Zoey and Mira aren’t nearly as subtle as they think they are as they followed you through the streets. Fortunately, you somehow [seem] to not notice them, so it balances out.

They don't need to know that you are well aware that they're following you.

Did they really think them getting caught sneaking into a restricted construction site isn't going to be the gossip of the day among the crew? You're just playing along now, let them have their fun, it's not like their hurting anyone with it.

Besides, if it does become a problem, you can just let Celine know and she'll straighten things out.

You had stopped at a flower stand on your way to the train station, buying a bouquet of flowers and—wait, doesn’t Celine have a vase of flowers identical to that in her office all the time??? Have those flowers she keeps been from you this entire time???

Zoey is practically shaking Mira at that revelation because, “That is so sweet!”

It is kind of sweet, Mira concedes.

Their game of stalker managed to last for a few days before they were inevitably caught.

Like clockwork they’d sneak out to watch you work, looking for any signs that you might be up to something. They’ll follow you to the train station and most of the way to Celine’s home. Always looking for signs that you might cause trouble, trying to discern if you’re good enough for Celine or not.

They get found out, ofc, when they tried to stalk you while on a lunch date with Celine. Because the arrogance to think they could sneak past Celine??? This woman had clocked them the moment she left her house.

The result was a very stern lecture from Celine, followed by Mira and Zoey joining you two for lunch.

After all, they were already following you during lunch, then they might as well join them at the table like normal people rather then lurk across the diner.

So now they finally get to talk to you directly, and neither girls are holding back in grilling you for information.

Rumi’s family dinner interrogation of you had been soft, they had reasoned. She wanted to know you, but she didn’t want to push things, make things worse.

Mira and Zoey don’t have the same kind of hang ups she did, and so they jumped right into questioning you and your intentions.

“Where did you meet?”

“What made you so keen to date?”

“How can we be sure you’re not just in it for the fame?”

“Prove you’re not just using her.”

Celine is trying very hard to not just kick them out from the table because of these questions but also kind of stunned that they care this much about her.

But thankfully you take each question in stride and with an easy smile. You retell the story of how you and Celine met at the construction site, and assured them that if you were after the fame, your relationship wouldn't have been kept a secret all this time. Which the girls had to admit was fair.

You make no attempt to hide from them that you were with Celine because you genuinely loved her more than anything. You adore her in every way possible.

She’s stubborn as they come and she can be incredibly difficult to get along with—but you wouldn’t have her any other way. (And Celine is very pointedly trying not to blush, because come on, the kids are here. She can’t look soft in front of them!)

Needless to say, by the time lunch is over, you’ve effectively won over the final two of Huntr/x. You've earned the mark of approval from all three.

This, as it were, has the unexpected side effect of the three coming to you more and more.

Because, surprisingly, you're genuinely fun to be around. They had half expected you to be just as intense and strict as Celine, to be all about being perfect and hiding their flaws. But you're not. You're the opposite. You balance her out perfectly.

You're someone the girls can be around feel free to be themselves without feeling like they're being judged. That alone is enough to have them coming back to you again and again.

As a result, you have unofficially become the Fun Mom in this dynamic. A role you have happily embraced.

Poor Celine is going through it cause now Zoey won’t stop asking when the wedding is. Come on, woman, put a ring on that already.

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[cooneyscross]

Better Keep Your Mouth Shut

Kyra x Sunny -> part one

summary: You've managed to keep your relationship a secret but can a drunk Kyra keep her mouth shut?

Kyra had only joined Arsenal a week ago but already people thought it was strange how close the two of you were with each other.

They all thought it was weird how you already seemed to have hundreds of little inside jokes that you would always be giggling about at training, and how you'd been out for coffee almost every day.

When people questioned it you'd both play it off saying that you'd clicked and wanted to get to know each other better. But in reality you were making up for lost time when you didn't have to chance to do this.

The girls would complain that they couldn't be friends with Kyra because you hogged her and you'd grin and claim it because you were the best person in the world and you couldn't blame her for wanting to be your friend.

Steph, who seemed to be the most suspicious, had even gone as far as trapping you in the changing rooms. Her eyes had been sharp, filled with a mixture of suspicion and concern as if she could tell what was going on. 'Why is Kyra always clinging to you?' Steph had demanded and it was the first time you'd struggled to smoothly answer.

'I've just been looking after her... making sure she settled in ok,' You stammered, trying to keep your tone casual, Steph was like Kyra's mum and you didn't want her to get mad. 'It can be really scary making this big of a move, you should know that.'

Steph's eyes stayed trained on your for a minute longer before she shrugged, either believing you or giving up trying. 'Caitlin must be right, Kyra's obviously going to make friends with the biggest pest on the team.'

Even though you were happy to finally be able to spend time with your girlfriend, not over facetime with an annoying time difference, you didn't want to stop her from being able to make friendships with the other girls on the team.

Overall the two of you had done a pretty good job at keeping it undercover, only once had the secret almost slipped.

Kyra didn't mean to she just hadn't been thinking about it when her and Alessia were leaving the cafe they had just had lunch in together.

'I need to pick up some chocolate for dinner tonight. It’s Sunny’s favorite.' The blonde had said as they walked along the street.

Kyra’s eyes lit up, smiling softly as she remembered all the times you'd begged her to get chocolate. 'Oh, that's a great idea she's obsessed with the marvelous creations you should grab that. Also get some Sour Patch Kids too. She always craves sour stuff after chocolate.'

Alessia raised an eyebrow, glancing sideways at Kyra confused as to why the Aussie knew so much about a girl who she'd only met a week ago. 'That's pretty specific... has she always been like that?'

Kyra nodded enthusiastically, her mood lifting as she gets to talk about you. 'Yeah, always telling me how she needs that sour kick to balance out the sweetness. She'll give me the silent treatment if I don't let her eat them. Funny how she’s got such specific cravings, right?'

Alessia’s suspicion grew with every word. 'So you’ve been hanging out with Sunny a lot then?'

Only then did Kyra realise the mistake she'd made, the way she was talking about you made it seem like you'd known each other for ages which you had, but nobody else was meant to know that. She mentally cursed at herself for not realising sooner. 'Yeah, a bit. But she's always going on about how she loves that combination. I guess it just stuck with me.”

As they entered the store, Alessia couldn’t help but wonder how Kyra knew so much about Sunny’s preferences in such a short time. The details seemed too precise for a friendship that was only a week old, leaving Alessia increasingly intrigued and wary.

Currently you were all at a team gathering and Viv and Beth's house, the whole team catching up before the start of the season. You'd told yourself you wouldn't drink tonight, knowing when you do you normally ended up doing something stupid. However you broke that promise the minute Katie had teased you and called you a chicken.

So that's how you ended up leaning heavily on the kitchen island an empty shot glass in your hand, matching ones scattered on the table. A smug grin plastered to your face as you watched Katie struggle to down her drink.

'Who's the chicken now.' You laugh making chicken noises and only stopping when she whacks you in the arm making you wince.

'Piss off McCabe,' you huff rubbing your arm even though it didn't even hurt that bad. You just liked to make a scene out of things. 'You're such a sore loser, I can't believe you thought you could beat me in a drinking game I never loose.' You smirk at her even as she flips you off before you decide you don't want to deal with a drunk and angry Katie, instead going to find Vic.

'Hellooooo.' You smile stretching out the word as you wrap an arm around your best friend, sitting down next to her on the couch as she talks to Leah and Lia.

When sees you she rolls her eyes lightly, 'I thought you said you weren't gonna drink tonight.' You grin sheepishly.

'What do you mean, I haven't.' You lie causing her to roll her eyes again but you know she's not seriously annoyed as a small, amused smile plays at her lips.

'Well when your throwing up tonight, don't expect me to hold your hair back for you.' She teases moving her body so her legs are resting on you and you groan trying to push them off but failing.

'that's not true, you always hold my hair.' You tell her knowing that she may act annoyed but she's always there for you at the end of the night just like you are for her. She shakes her head and you move your face closer to hers 'admit it, you love me.' She laughs, gently pushing your head away from hers before the two of you join in with Leah and Lia's conversation.

You don't realise that as this happens Kyra is watching you from the corner of the room, where she is talking to Katie and Caitlin. Her attention far from the conversation as she gets sick of Katie complaining that you must've cheated.

Instead she's watching you with Vic, your arms wrapped around the Dutch's body and her legs casually resting on your lap. When you lean your face closer to hers she can't help but feel a pang of jealousy in her heart seeing you like that with someone else.

She knows her thoughts are irrational, you and Vic are just bestfriends, she's like this with Charli as well so she shouldn't be jealous but she is. She blames the alcohol for making her feel this way.

When your head rests on Vic's shoulder she leaves the room wanting to find someone else to talk to bored of Katie's complaining. She didn't expect to find Stina, Frida, Steph and Beth all laughing loudly as Kim stood in the middle of the room singing loudly to a song Kyra couldn't recognize.

When the other four notice her presence they all grin at her. 'You're next Kyra.' Steph laughs loudly handing Kyra a hairbrush and pushing her to where Kim used to be standing. She then plays a song and it takes a minute for her to realise what it is but when she does she let's out a little laugh before singing loudly.

Normally she wouldn't be this comfortable performing in front of people she hardly knew, but the alcohol surging through her veins seemed to have given her a surge of confidence.

Meanwhile, you're still stuck on the couch with Vic. Her legs on top of you stopping you from leaving. Your interrupted from the conversation by Alessia's loud voice in your ear.

'Sunny, you've got to see this!' She screams, pulling you up causing Vic's legs to fall to the ground a small whine escaping her lips.

'Hey! I was comfy.' She complains but her cries are unheard as Alessia is already dragging you through the crowded room. She was pulling you up the hallway and only when you got closer could you hear Taylor Swift's voice breaking the quietness.

It was only as you reached the door that you could hear another voice screaming loudly along with the song. the off-key wails you immediately recognized as Kyra's, and you immediately understood why Alessia wanted you to see the scene in front of you.

Kyra was completely wasted with a hairbrush in one hand and a glass of some alcoholic liquid in the other. The hairbrush was being used as a microphone with Kyra screaming the lyrics of You Belong with Me. Steph and Beth were dancing along together and Frida was laughing from the couch her phone trained on Kyra as she filmed the madness.

'Why can't you see-e-ee you belong with me!'

'Sunny please stop her, she's been playing this song on repeat like four times.' You laugh at the pained look on Stina's face as she speaks.

'Kyra! what the fuck are you doing.' You shout getting the Aussie's attention. When she sees you her whole face lights up and she runs over to hug you.

'Why were you being so cuddly with Vic.' She pouts, dropping the hairbrush onto the ground. You were always like that with Vic, and Kyra knew you only meant it in a friendly manner so you frowned.

'When.'

'Just then, on the couch.' She whined squeezing you a little bit.

You had no idea why she was so upset, you were just sitting together.

'Kyra Lilee Cooney-Cross, you've got to be fucking with me! You can't seriously be jealous of Vic!' You push her away lightly remembering where you were and that nobody knew about you and Kyra. She pouted as you looked around the room checking to see if anyone was watching you, which thankfully they weren't all caught up in their own stuff.

'it's not funny.' she puffed, crossing her arms like a 4 year old. By now Steph and Beth had changed the song and were both now in their own little world dancing away as everyone else watched their performance.

'Alright, I'm sorry.' You roll you eyes at her pettiness forgetting how dramatic Kyra could get when she'd have something to drink. 'I'll order a uber and we can get going when it arrives.' You offer and she huffs one more time before strolling off.

You laugh lightly at the girl watching her walk away from you walking into the door and swearing at it before going out of sight. You pull out your phone and open up the Uber app but are interrupted before you can order one.

Leah grabs your arm pulling you into the middle of the circle with her. 'C'mon little gooner,' she grins at you, using the nickname she had for you one that she started calling you when you first joined the senior team resulting in you calling her big gooner. 'It's our turn for karaoke.'

Someone chucks you the hairbrush which you catch with ease as the music starts blasting through the speaker and you instantly recognize the tune of 'The Angel' and you laugh. 'Manu, was this your idea?' You look towards the Austrian and roll your eyes playfully before you start singing the lyrics along with Leah. People laughing as you try to hit the notes but fail drastically.

When it gets to the chorus the whole room starts singing along.

'North London forever, whatever the weather.' Leah wraps an arm around your shoulder.

'These streets are our own.' You smile despite how awfully out of tune everyone is 'and my heart will leave you never, my blood will forever run through the stone.'

Eventually the song ends and every breaks into a round of applause you and Leah laughing as you take a bow.

'Who's next?' Beth shouts and when no one puts their hands up Beth stands up and grabs the hairbrush from your hand picking a song of her own.

You squeeze next to Caitlin on the small armchair she's sitting on, flicking her in the shoulder knowing she's was extra irritable when she'd had a drink.

'Fuck off, I'm not in the mood for it tonight.' She groans pushing you away, but its no use and the arm rests block you from going anywhere so you're still stuck pressed up against her side, 'Katie's been talking my ear off all night, and I was trying to get a break from it now but of course you had to ruin it.' She sighs and you grin at her reaction.

'Speaking of katie, where is she?' realising you hadn't seen katie since you beat her in that drinking game.

'Her and Kyra are in the kitchen, their both pissed.'

You frown to yourself, remembering you told Kyra you'd call and Uber but you'd not been able to when Leah had distracted you. You get off the chair and walk into the kitchen.

'I still can't believe you have a girlfriend, that you've never told us about before.' Alessia says, looking shocked at the news.

'She's so pretttyyyy.' Kyra was drunkenly rambling on to a slightly less drunk Alessia. 'L-like she's perfect. And it's not fair that she doesn't think I'm perfect.' The aussie whined sadly.

An equally intoxicated Katie frowned dramatically, 'well then she fucking stupid.' she decided through a hiccup.

Kyra gasped as it was the most offensive thing she'd even heard. 'Don't say that.' she pouted with a heated glare towards Katie.

'it's true.' Katie sniffed, waving her hand in the air mindlessly and accidentally slapping Kyra on the face.

Kyra let out a shriek as though Katie had full on punched her and lifted her hand, slapping the Irish back with no strength, it was more of a pat on the cheek.

Katie gasped loudly leaning over to hit Kyra back and seeming to forget she was sitting on the edge of the kitchen counter resulting in her falling off and landing on the floor.

And that's how you found them, a red faced and frowning Katie lying on the floor as though she had been shot, a giggling Kyra rocking from side to side where she was perched on the counter and a tired Alessia who still had a vague look of shock on her face as she was still thinking about the news Kyra had just broke.

'Normally I'm the one who has to be looked after on nights out.' You mumble, amused at the sight before you.

Katie pushed herself off of the floor so fast you were worried she'd injure herself but she didn't even notice, instead her face lit up making you confused before she yells out; 'Foordy!'

Caitlin groans from behind you and you realised she must've followed you, the aussie barely has time to prepare herself before Katie launches herself into her arms.

You grinned at them, shooting Caitlin a teasing smile as Katie snuggles herself into the crook of her neck and even let out a hum of complete content.

You only look away from the amusing yet adorable scene when you hear Kyra whisper to Alessia who had her eyes shut and was resting her head on Kyra's shoulder now. You were unsure if she was sleeping or trying to but you prayed it was the former as Kyra loudly whispered 'She's so pretty.'

Alessia just mumbles before a quiet snore escapes her lips and you allow yourself to go and sit next to Kyra.

'Talking about me love?' You question cheekily, this time speaking in an actual whisper so no one else can hear.

'Yeah.' Kyra whispered back, to out of her normal mindset to tease you or be cocky, instead she sounded so sincere that your heart fluttered a little bit. Her big eyes staring up at you hopelessly as you smiled tenderly.

'Well thank you.' You smiled softly, giving her a little squeeze not wanting to do anything more knowing that if Caitlin sees she's likely to remember as she's not as shit faced as Katie is.

'It's ok, it's the truth.' Kyra sleepily smiled back at you, her eyes drooping as she leans on your shoulder, Alessia groaning from the sudden movement rubbing her eyes as she moves into a sitting position.

It takes her a while to adjust, seeming as though she must've forgotten where she was after falling asleep. When she sees you her eyes light up a little bit a grin falling on her face 'Sunny you're here.' Her words are still slurred showing that she hasn't sobered up yet, 'did Kyra tell you the big news, she has a girlfriend!'

The smile falls off your face, and you feel your hands start to sweat as nerves take over. 'really?' You manage to say weakly, you weren't prepared for everyone to know 'did she say who it was?' You ask praying that even drunk Kyra would be smart enough to not tell them.

'No.' You feel your heartbeat ease but the smile on the strikers face falters, clearly disappointed that Kyra hadn't revealed who, before she beams again 'but she kept going on about how caring and funny she was, I wish I had someone to love me like that.' The blonde sighs looking into the distance as you smiled fondly at the other girl who's head rested on your shoulder.

'So pretty.' Kyra mumbles half asleep and your smile grows before Alessia looks back at her a coos.

'Oh Sunny, you've got to help me find out who she is.' She says excitedly, and you nod weakly trying to act as if you had no clue who it could be. After seeing your reaction Alessia squeals hopping off the table, 'I've got to tell the others the big news.'

'Maybe it can just be our little secret for now.' You suggest not wanting everyone to know as they'd all pester Kyra non-stop and she was never good under pressure.

'I guess, but Katie knows as well.' You sigh bringing a hand up to your face knowing that Katie wouldn't be able to keep her big mouth shut, all you could do was hope that she'd be to drunk to remember this in the morning.

Once Alessia's left the room, you're alone with only Kyra.

'Baby it's time to go, the Ubers here.' You gently shake her causing her to groan and hug you tighter burying her face in your chest. 'You can stay at my place tonight, we can just tell Steph that you crashed on the couch.' You tempt her and a small smile forms on her face.

'Cuddles?'

'Of course.' After hearing your response she quickly hops up and grabs your hand, helping you off the counter and pulling you to walk beside her and out of the house. 'Shouldn't we say goodbye?'

'It will be fine, they probably won't even notice we're gone. Now stop trying to stop me from spending time with my girlfriend.' She whines and you laugh kissing her on the nose to quiet her complaints.

'Better?' You joke rubbing her back before sliding your arm around her waist.

'I think I'm going to need more than that.' She says a mischievous glint in her eyes. You place a small kiss on her lip, intending for it to only be a quick peck but she senses your plan and wraps her arms tightly around you stopping you from moving as she deepens the kiss.

'Kyra.' You mumble between her lips, 'someones going to see us if we keep going.' after a bit of wiggling around you finally are free of her grasp.

You gasps, acting hurt as she places her hand to heart 'my own girlfriend doesn't love me.' she exclaims dramatically and you laugh.

'You're hearts on the other side silly.' You state moving her hand to the correct position as she goes red.

'I knew that, just testing you.' she lies a grin on her face as she does.

By now your out on the street waiting in the cold for your Uber, noticing your shivering Kyra wraps an arm around you pulling you closer trying to warm you up with some of her body heat.

'I love you Ky.' You say softly, the sound of your voice the only noise in the peaceful night sky.

'Love you more.'

'Don't think that's possible.'

She doesn't have the chance to retaliate as your Uber pulls up and you both hop into the back of the car, hands still intertwined as you do so. You quickly tell the driver your address as they begin the drive home.

You and Kyra sit in a comfortable silence both staring out the window and it's only when you look to your left that you realise the sad expression on Kyra's face.

'What's wrong my love?' You ask squeezing her hand as she turns around to face you.

'It’s nothing,' she mumbles, her voice barely audible. But when you give her a stern look, she exhales heavily, her frustration palpable. 'Fine. Tonight, I kept watching Caitlin, Katie, Viv, and Beth—seeing them so effortlessly happy together. It made me ache because I want that too. I want to be able to be with you like that. I want to show you off and kiss you without having to sneak around. I want to hold your hand in public, cuddle with you on the couch, call you ‘baby’ and ‘my love’ without the constant fear of hiding. I’m tired of pretending we’re just friends when all I want is to be able to be your girlfriend.'

You weren't expecting those words to fall out of her mouth and when you do it makes your heart sting a little. What she was saying was true, you felt that way to but you were too scared of all the bad things that could happen if you did tell everyone.

'Oh baby.' You look into her brown eyes which are slightly moist and you can feel her pain, 'I'm sorry for making you feel this way, I didn't know it was upsetting you but if you want we can tell the others. It's up to you.'

She looks torn, trying to decide how to respond. She opens her mouth before shutting it then opening it again, 'that would be nice, but maybe we can wait a little longer. We'll see what it's like after the season starts.' She suggests and you nod, yawning loudly as a sudden rush of exhaustion enters your body.

'Let's get home and rest we can talk about this tomorrow.' You tell her, eyelids becoming to heavy to keep open much longer. The relief you feel when you feel the car stop and see your familiar apartment building just outside the window is welcomed and you rush to quickly pay the driver before getting out of the car.

Once you get into your apartment you and Kyra both make a beeline for the bedroom, equally as ready as the other for a good sleep. You chuck her a pair of pajamas she left last time she'd stayed the night which she puts on whilst you do the same.

Your quickly in bed her head resting on your chest as you play with her hair causing a sigh to fall from her mouth.

'Goodnight love.' She whispers into the darkness.

'Night baby.'

[justanotheryapper]

Been meaning to talk about this for a while but haven't had time to till now: Paul.

I love him so much. Like literally😭but onto the serious stuff: I was so surprised to see that a lot of people don't actually like Paul or his involvement with the Graysons?!?!? Though I've observed that most of those that oppose it are usually on youtube , and I found it was a common sentiment when it came to Paul.

Some did hold valid reasons as to why they didn't like the addition of Paul, like having Debbie's identity tied to another man after everything she went through with Nolan. Mostly going into territory of her needing other women to surround her as friends rather than get into another relationship. I did love her interactions and dynamic with Olga, and others wanted more of it to substitute for her socialization rather than be with a man which I get.

However, I feel like Paul is just such a good guy, and he's just a much better choice for her overall with everything that's happened. He has no other commitments holding him down (being a superhero or alien) or keeping him from fully being able to have time together with her. He's fully down for whatever may be thrown his way when it comes to handling Mark and Oliver as super-powered children, and he loves Debbie as she is. He knows that she's had it tough being the wife of an ex hero and having to deal with the fallout of his betrayal.

He acknowledges that Mark and Oliver aren't his but is willing to be there for them as another parent or trusted adult in their lives, even if he can't help much due to their being super-powered. He knows that with Mark and Oliver being involved in super hero "business" he's also partially risking his safety by being involved with Debbie (even though it hasn't been outright mentioned).

He knows he'll never be able to live up to Nolan/Omni-Man or truly be viewed as a father to her kids (as far as he can tell), but he sticks around anyway. I feel like that says a lot about his character and personality despite looking like a loser to most people. I also love that he has such a bland look and feeling to him. It balances out the chaos in the Grayson household and compliments Debbie's bold personality.

I additionally think him being a normal boring guy is better for Debbie in regards to actually living a calmer life. She's now able to experience the mundane things a relationship has to offer in contrast to the outlandish ways Nolan was with her [taking her to other countries just to dine or bringing her gifts hours away]. I would like to add that just because something is mundane doesn't mean it's bad.

I like to bet Debbie has thought, at least once, what it would be like to be like any other couple enjoying a date out or getting to pick things out in a store together(much like Olga and Rush's relationship was showcased to be a bit rocky because Olga was sometimes unsatisfied with the way things were for them since he always had something going on even if they were on a date). She probably never really had those experiences with Nolan as he was always busy with hero work or just did extravagant things for her.

With Paul, she gets to be in love and on the same page as him. No arguments about having to spend more family time together or about being careful in his work.

With Paul, she can focus her worry on Oliver and Mark, more so Olvier since she's acknowledged Mark can hold his own and can make his own decisions, and be happy with him rather than always having to worry about her husband (and now sons) coming home or if she'll even get to see him that day.

In simpler terms, she gets to be "just a girl," or in this case, just a woman in love and with her family whole again.

Additionally, Paul has been shown to be really good when it comes to handling/interacting with Mark and Oliver. The dinner table scene comes to mind. He knows his experiences are not comparable to theirs, but he shares them thinking they'll be helpful at the moment. Debbie later reassures him it's nice to have someone around that can ground them and remind them what it's all for when he expresses embarassment. I loved that that scene included Eve as well, but I'll get into the specifics about her in another post with this dynamic in mind.

Paul helps the family have a sense of normalcy for a bit, even if it's just for dinner before things get chaotic again and they have to go out to save the world. It's the little moments.

Olver already seems to take a liking to him as implied with the car flying scene on their way to the memorial by listening to Paul's request to stay in the car, which is another one of my favorite scenes even though it's a small tidbit. I feel that perhaps Paul wanted Oliver in the car despite having powers because he's still a child but who knows, thats just my headcannon.

Idk, but I think that actions like that helps Oliver experience things a different way and helps him stay a kid rather than being forced to grow up fast and having to navigate being a super like Mark did. Debbie is also shown to act this way towards Oliver, wanting him to stay a kid but eventually accepting that she can't always be there for him or protect him the way she wants to but trusting that he will do the right thing.

Paul being around the boys provides them with a male figure that isn't hypermasculine and the opportunity for positive reinforcement, something Mark wasn't shown to get much of from Nolan. Nolan was implied to have been very affectionate with Oliver, which I feel helps him get along with Paul and possibly project Nolan onto him, but I don't necessarily think that's a bad thing.

This aspect really is just something I see helping Mark out more than Oliver since Mark is still young and doesn't have Nolan around to really help him figure himself out. I'd love it if we got a scene exclusively with Mark and Paul at some point in the series but I'm not so sure since I've seen spoilers about the comics (I don't read them so this has just been my knowledge on Paul through the show).

All in all I love Paul and his loser fashion and him and Debbie are just so good together. They have reached peak Loverboy/Lovergirl and I love that for them. I just hope the show will do him justice later on with how the comics seemed to play out😔.

[twilightimagines28]

Hello! I would like to request a scenario where let's say that Jacob has imprinted on the reader and he tells her but she doesn't take it too well, not fully rejecting him, but she kinda doesn't want to get into a relationship with him at the moment because she was recovering from an abusive relationship with an ex-boyfriend, and one day while she is out she comes into contact with her same ex, immediately she starts to panic and when she cries out for Jacob in her head, he senses it through the telepathic link and immediately runs to come save her, after driving her ex away from her after he grabbed her arm harshly, she explains to Jacob about what had happened before with the ex, and then he understands and he realised why she wasn't so keen to get into a relationship, but after talking about it with him, she decides she will give him a chance to show her that he is different. Please let this end in fluff🥺

WARNINGS: Abuse, ex trauma

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Readers pov

It was just another day my alarm went off, i took my good natural time getting out of bed and ready.

After about two hours of procrastination I headed out the door to go to Emily's to help cook up breakfast, just like her I was just a simple human no powers, no strengths just heart break.

Emily is about the only friend i have (girl wise anyway) I let myself in turning on the kitchen light and getting the bacon, muffins and any other breakfast food in the house ready to cook.

As i was doing so the glass door behind me opened, I turned around to see a rather tired looking Jacob.

"Hey sleepy." I chuckled he gave me a tired grin and sat himself at the table "Little early for breakfast aren't you?" I asked

"No i was hoping Emily would be awake, kind of something i wanted to talk to her about."

"Oh? Care to share with the class?" I asked

"Well, I guess i should she'll only tell me to talk to you anyway." "What's going on?" "Well you know how Sam and Emily are soulmates?" i nodded my head."The whole imprinting thing, yeah, i know a little. Why?"

"Well, i kind of imprinted on someone, but i don't know if she'd be ok with it." "Really, who? Please tell me it's not that Bella chick, sorry bud, but you can do way better." he chuckled and shook his head.

"No, it's kind of someone everyone might approve of."

"So spit it out, who is it?" "You." My eyes went wide, and i dropped the spoon i had been holding in my hand. "M-me?" i asked, making sure i heard him right. He nodded again.

"yeah listen i know it's sudden, and you don't have to rush into anything. i was just hoping we could talk about it."

"No, I-I can't." I said, walking out the door to the porch, "Y/n, please, I know this is a lot. And you don't have to make any decisions right now."

"JACOB." I raised my voice. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breathe "Just leave me alone, ok?." I walked off, getting into my old beat-up Chevy, praying it would trun over.

Later that day, i decided staying in the house and worrying wouldn't do me any good, I went walking around town, went to the library, into a few shops to look around, my last stop was the dinner for something to eat.

As I neared it, an all to familiar face exited the building, my ex. I tried to turn away, but I never had luck.

"Y/N?!" He said, running up to me, "hey Max." I said, "Hey, it's been awhile how are you?" He asked.

"I'm fine, I umm kind of late meeting a friend but it was nice seeing you." I said trying to get away as quickly as possible, I went to walk past him when he grabbed my arm, it was definitely going to bruise.

"Hey! I'm not done talking to you!" He snapped, my heart nearly stopped, "Max let go of me." I said.

"You know you've always been, such a bitch, maybe someone should put you in your place." He said raising his hand.

'Jacob, help!' I thought as Max's hand contacted with my face, I lost my balance and feel for the ground, 'how was nobody interfering' I thought.

"No wonder you're still single. You'll never find anyone as good as me." He spat just then Jacob rolled up on his bike, "The hell are you doing?" He asked, walking up to Max, "none of your business." Max said, getting in his face.

"You just put your filthy hands on my girl, so yeah, it is my business." Jacob said, closing the gap between them, Max laughed,"Your girl, that's funny."

"Last chance." Jacob threatened you could nearly see the steam coming off of him, just then a friend of Max's shouted for him to hurry up. He gave a disgusted look at jacob and I and walked off.

"Are you okay?" Jacob asked, "Yeah, I'm fine,I'm sorry about him he's always been like that."

"Please don't tell me you have awful taste in men too." He joked, hugging my arm i laughed."I used to definitely."

"Yeah, know I was thinking maybe trying this imprinting thing wouldn't be such a bad idea." I said Jacob perked up.

"But we start off slowly." "Of course." He said before I could get another word out, he wrapped me in a big bear hug, lifting me off the ground and spinning me.

Stopping he looked deep into my eyes, "I swear this oath right here and now, that i will never hurt you. I promise to protect you from any and all harm, I will love you to the ends of the earth." I smiled and closed the space between our lips.

I wasn't completely sure about this whole imprinting thing, but somehow, it felt right.

[valiantmugcowboyscissors]

SugarMommy!Kate Bishop x Reader

(Masterlist)

will be writing a fic based on this soon.

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Kate was new to it

It was her first time having a sugar baby

She didn't know what to do with her money and she wanted to treat someone

so she decided to install an app that would find her a sugar baby

She chose you because you went to the college she was previously at

Since you had that in common, you both got along pretty well

After a few days of texting, you met up for dinner at a fancy restaurant

Kate tried to act confident but she was nervous

You could tell so you assured her it's okay

After an hour of just talking over pricey dinner, you discussed what your relationship was going to be like

The agreement was that Kate would pay your full college tuition, your apartment bills, and buy you whatever you wanted every Friday (if it was reasonable)

On your side, you would be there for her sexual pleasure and to keep her company whenever she wanted

She'd buy you outfits she thinks you look hot in

If you had finished college exams, especially if you struggled with them, Kate would take you on vacation to reward you

Places like Italy or Portugal

She would make you try all the good food from other countries, no matter how expensive

You'd stay in the best hotel too

She'd bend you over the hotel room balcony and fuck you from behind

Kate's mom was mad at her for spending so much money, but she didn't care

She owned a lot of big straps

If she was working at her mom's company, she would call you over and fuck you in her office

Kate would definitely get off on you sucking her strap

She loves it when you kneel under her desk at work and suck her off

She wants to treat you right but she would totally fuck you in an alleyway

Public Sex is a YES

The thrill of getting caught makes Kate fuck you harder

On the way to an event she will finger you in the car

Doesn't care if the driver sees or not

Always wears a strap under her suit

When she brings you to an event, she is for sure fucking you in the bathroom at least once

Or she'll make you wear vibrating panties that she can control with her phone

Loves to tease you in front of other people

"Is everything alright with you? You look a little out of breath"

If anyone hits on you, she is by your side straight away

No, you're not dating but she feels very protective

One day you accidently call her daddy and basically die inside

But it's okay because Kate is into that

At first she would stutter

"What.. what did you call me?"

and you'd be super embarrassed

but then she'd get more confident and say it without stuttering

you'd be super turned on

She'd fuck you right there

You love being fucked into the mattress

Especially when she's wearing a big strap

Her grunting + her strong arms drive you insane

the way she'd manhandle you into any position she wanted you in

She'd grunt and talk about how she's so good to you

how you need to take 'Daddy's dick'

After about a year of this, Kate realises how badly she needs you in her life

How you add balance to her life

without you, she'd be so bored

So she bravely asks you to move in with her

Obviously, you say yes.

Her penthouse is big and colourful

A lot of purple, which made sense

You have your own room but you find yourself always falling asleep in hers

She lets you choose some of the furniture and decorations to put around her penthouse

She tells you to not bother looking at the price

If you want it, you've got it

For your birthday she adopts a puppy for you

You cry and kiss her

that's when you realise you definitely love her

more than you probably should

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[allthingschrisevans]

our feelings are mutual

pairing: andy barber x reader

warnings:  love/hate relationship?, two curse words were mentioned, bad writing (biggest warning of all lol)

word count: 1,5k 

summary: you’re andy barber’s assistant but you seem to get the feeling your boss doesn’t really like you that much, or maybe he does?

a/n: let’s just pretend andy is single in this one, so laurie and jacob don’t exist 

italics = thoughts, flashbacks

read part two here :)

Andy Barber. The majority saw him as this incredibly handsome, smart and strong man. You thought the same thing, before you met the real Andy Barber. A heartless and unappreciative workaholic who had zero understanding for anyone or anything.

Ever since becoming his employee you felt like he couldn't stand you. Fair enough you couldn't stand him either. The difference is that you had every right to, he didn't. He was the one who ruined your chance of being promoted, thinking you weren't ready. You always gave 100% of yourself. You completed any task in record time and were always available, even after your working time ended, so why wouldn't you be ready?

You had to cancel plenty of dinners with friends, even dates with guys because Andy thought him never stopping work meant nobody could. As a matter of fact, you were convinced “freetime” wasn't part of his vocabulary. He worked 24/7, work was all his life consisted of.

Not that you didn't love your job but unlike Andy you had a work life balance. You were a hard worker but also enjoyed relaxing, having fun and letting yourself focus on something other than your job.

Lost in your thoughts you didn't even hear your name being called.

"Y/N?" Andy repeated while standing in the door frame of your small office.

"I'm sorry, I was lost in my thoughts. How can I help you?" you asked before looking up at him.

"Yeah. I noticed that. This is not the best place to be daydreaming though." he said before shaking his head and continuing "I need the files of Mrs. Morgan's case as soon as possible.“

"Got it. I'll get them to you in no time" you said before smiling a bit trying to be polite, when in reality you just thought what an asshole.

He just nodded and returned back to his office which was opposite of yours.

Seconds later your phone rang.

"Yes?"

"Oh, and call Mrs. Morgan and remind her of today's meeting?" Andy said through the phone.

"Consider it done." you replied "Anything else?"

"No……Thank you" Andy quickly said before hanging up the phone.

You were taken back by the sudden 'thank you' since you rarely heard him say that.

After two and a half hours you finally collected all documents Andy needed. Just as you were about to give him the file you heard a knock on your door which made you look up.

"Simon, hey what's up?" you asked seeing your friend in the doorway.

"Lunch time girl. I'm starving come on." he replied pointing to his stomach signalizing his hunger.

You chuckled at his comment "Alright. Let me just drop these off and we can go".

Making your way towards Andy's office you knocked on the glass door before stepping into his office going towards where his desk was.

"Here's the file you requested. Mrs Morgan has been reminded she'll be here at 3 pm." you said while handing him the file.

"Perfect." he said while taking the grey folder from you.

"I'll go get some lunch. I'll be back in about an hour. If that's okay. Should I get you anything?" you asked.

"A coffee would be nice. Other than that, I'm good. " Andy replied after looking up at you nodding slightly.

Taking that as a que to leave you nodded back and made your way towards Simon who was waiting for you.

"Having a hot boss must make work so much easier. I wouldn't get shit done though. I'd be too distracted staring at him. I mean just look at him...ugh he's so hot. You're officially winning at life, sis. I'm stuck with fucking Peter who spits like a fountain when he speaks." Simon said not taking a breath.

"Yeah, no he is a complete nightmare, Simon. Guess what. Today was the first time he thanked me for something. He shows zero emotion, like a robot. " was the only thing you could reply before Simon cut you off.

"But a hot robot though. I'd do anything to be in your shoes. Those eyes, the suit and the beard. Hot damn. I'd just drool all day long" Simon said while being all heart eyes.

"You are crazy." you were in disbelief at Simon's comments.

Everyone was head over heels with Andy Barber which didn’t really make any sense to you. You had to admit he was a handsome man but that‘s about it. He was arrogant and had no empathy. Giving orders that you just had to follow otherwise you would lose your job. Even if you‘re in the middle of something Andy expects you to drop it all and focus on whatever task he has for you. Whatever it is, calling a client, getting files ready, bringing him coffee, scheduling appointments, you had to do it all. Maybe you overreact sometimes, after all you are his assistant and that‘s what assistants are supposed to do, right?

In the meantime, Simon and you reached the cafeteria, where other colleagues were already enjoying their meal. Almost everyone, except for Andy of course.

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After chatting with your co-workers a bit, it was time to get back to work. On your way out you quickly grabbed a cup of coffee for Andy. Simon and you both walked back parting your ways as you reached the floor your office was in.

"Go get Daddy Barber his coffee before he gets mad." Simon said winking at you.

You just rolled your eyes letting out a little chuckle.

Shortly after, you reached Andy's door knocking before entering "Here's your coffee, Mr. Barber."

"Thank you. Y/N." you were ready to head back to your office when Andy spoke again.

"Y/N, wait."

Great. I bet he's not happy with the coffee. What is it this time, too much sugar? Wrong mug?

Turning around you looked at him expectedly.

"Mr. Logan won't be able to fly out here, apparently there's been an issue with his flight and the next one won't leave until next month. So-" Andy said straightening his tie.

"So, you need me to book a hotel for you. Got it. How long do you plan on staying?" you asked accidentally interrupting him.

"No. Let me finish. We have to get out there. I need you to come with me." Andy said.

"Me?" you asked slightly shocked.

"Yes. You are my assistant and working on this and other cases with me, if I recall correctly?" he said raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, yes, I was just not expecting that, to be honest. When should I be there?" you asked while looking at him.

"I know it's quite short term, but we'll have to leave tonight so we can get to the appointment at 11 am tomorrow." Andy said scratching his beard.

"Tonight? I’ll try to get a flight for tonight but I-“

"You are coming with me. Didn't I just say that?” Andy looked at you with raised eyebrows.

"I'm sorry. That sounds good. I mean is fine with me." you replied. "So how long are we staying, so I can book the hotel?"

"Simon's got it covered. No need to worry about that." Andy said while opening his laptop.

"Simon?" you asked confused.

"Yes. Simon. Peter's assistant. Are you okay, Y/N?" he paused for a second. “I thought you might need some time to pack. I've got your schedule for today cleared so you can leave after getting all the files for Mr. Logan together" Andy said.

"But Mrs. Morgan she-"

"I've got it, Y/N just please don't forget Mr. Logans folder" Andy said a slight smile plastered on his face.

"Okay." was the only thing you could get out.

What the hell was happening? In all these months you were working for Andy you've never had your schedule cleared off by him. He insisted on having you at every meeting, now you were off 4 hours before you were supposed to be? And he suddenly seemed to be so nice?

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You quickly collected all the needed documents for Mr. Logan's case. You grabbed your coat and bag before heading to Andy's office where you dropped off the folder.

"This is everything related to the case. I'll be heading out now. Unless you need something else?" you asked holding your bag in your hands looking down at Andy who sat at his desk, raising his head.

"No, that's all. Our flight will be taking off at 9 p.m. I'll pick you up at around 7:30 so we get there on time." Andy said taking you by surprise.

"Oh, that's fine. I can get there myself. You don't have to pick me up. Just send me the address and I'll be-" you tried saying before being cut off.

"Why make yourself any trouble when you're on my way anyway? I'll give you a call to let you know I'm there, just be ready by 7:30."

"Okay, thank you. See you at 7:30." you said hesitating for a short moment before turning on your heels leaving his office. You suddenly noticed Andy’s eyes following you, when he noticed you looking at him he quickly turned his gaze back to the screen in front of him.

"What just happened?" you thought to yourself...

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I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of my new series. ❤️

Please tell me what you think and whether I should continue writing this. Thank you for reading this I love you all so much it means the world!! ❤️❤️

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[kittymsmithwritesstuff]

Could I get some headcanons for Mad Maggie? Maybe about her preferences for a partner or relationship preferences. Is she a romantic or not? If not it's okay! Thanks in advance!

-She's not naturally romantic. More explicitly, she's not the traditional idea of romantic, in the sense that she'll never take a partner out to a (fancy) dinner, read poetry, profess passionate love or profess love passionately or make any grand gesture that would inform the world that she is just head over fuckin' tits for the person she loves.

-In fact she's of the very strict opinion the world has no bloody business knowing the details of her romantic relationships, bar none.

-Physical preferences is partners is up to personal headcanon. I just hc mostly that she wants someone of equal height or taller to her (5'3-5'4ish) height. She just wants someone that can reach the top of the fridge without a stool or climbing on the counter, man.

-Sexuality I hc she doesn't actually care. As in, she's up for whatever, sort of on a person-by-person basis, sort of not. She's never bothered to think about it too hard and she doesn't use any labels as a matter of personal preference.

- Maggie is loud, proud and dangerous in your face, but she's equally cold and calculating. On her own, she likes the quiet. She wouldn't want a chatterbox. Not exactly the silent type either; she likes a good conversation. Someone about in the middle would be best.

-What she really needs is someone who can mellow her out. Not fully, just someone that can be the last set of dam doors between the world and Maggie's raging floodwaters. Gives her that extra ounce of "okay, but is this the best strategy?" Balance, basically.

-She likes to rant, so she'd also need a listener.

-A listener who is, I emphasize, ready to throw down at like any time. Like she needs someone ready to fuckin' party or fuckin' fight.

-When it comes to her actually being in a relationship or romantic it's less the thing that is being done than who it is being done with.

-A subconscious preference would be someone she can work with, like someone that is in the Cracked Talon or willing to join. She works as hard as she parties, so if someone doesn't work with her it's extra time on her part. She's capable of it, but overall her relationships are less stressful with coworkers, amusingly.

-Okay but fr actual romance. She's more the kind of woman to cook for someone she loves. Remember preferences, and will quickly develop a wordless language between herself and her partner. This can lead to some issues with misinterpretation but it usually works out.

-She won't hold her partner's hand out in public but will pause to cup their face and tell them she loves them type of thing.