Guy My Life Would Literally Be Fixed If Auli’i Cravalho Kissed Me LIKE SERIOUSLY

Me : …

My friend: “yk who you look like rn?”

Me : “DONT you dare”

Her : “Janis”

Me : …”stfu”

An example of a conversation me and my friend had while drunk and walking around

Also THIS PHOTO DOES NOT DO MY HAIR JUSTICE, WHERE DID THE TEAL HAIR GO WHY IS IT BLACK WTF

THIS IS MY BEST FRIEND GUYS, she has random dreams

Hello people,

People who know me, know im one to have dreams that are printed in my brain and i remember them very detailed, and last night i had a marvel based dream which in my thoughts was very weird so im going to share this one with who ever is bothered to read it okay here it is ....

So im in this hotel (i have no idea where btw) and im helping my mam and dad with our bags taking them into the room. I remember walking up a couple of stairs and hear staff wispering about a celebrity guest who will be staying at the hotel but i brush it off.

I walk into our room and start writing a letter (god knows why im writing a letter) i cant remember much of the context behind it but it was about my admiration for someone. After writing the letter i put it in an envelope and it disappeared (like vanished one second it was in my hand the next poof gone).

Anywho me being the unsociable person i am i leave my room and go to the common area (it was empty and i was alone) and i read. Then i hear my mam looking for me so i come out the room then see her talking to this man in a grey suit and elderly this woman. I walk over and this man is no other but the actor who plays Namor in black panter 2 (ive just watch the movie for the first time earlier this week).

I think for some strange reason the letter i wrote went to him but i dont know what happened to the letter this is just a guess. Anywho hes at the hotel to stay cause hes doing a convention for black panther 2 and the older woman is his mom and she wanted to stay at the hotel we happened to be at.

And i dont know we just kept making eye contact i felt awkward and yeah then my brother woke me up 😥 really wished i knew where it was going but i guess i will never know

So yeah thats my weird dream if u would to hear more of my weird dreams leave a comment i have many ive wrote down for the fun of it

COPING MECHANISMS

part two of ‘tears over beers'

you put too much effort into relationships and the girl you genuinely had feelings for broke your heart, even now after knowing about what she done, your friends still choose her over you.because of this you relapsed and lost yourself again.until one night three women find you in the woods about to take your life.

TRIGGER WARNING

self harm, suicide attempt, alcoholism, drug use, swearing, past relationship trauma, eating disorder, body dysphoria. (totally not writing just to vent..yes that's exactly what im doing)

Y/N’s pov <3

the next thing I know I am being gently rocked by an avenger.. a fucking avenger. I look up at her as the other two women stand up, brushing the mud off their clothing, and much to my dismay my headphones are took off of my ears and put around my neck, the music still blaring through.

The blonde one who I am assuming by the space cadet uniform is captain marvel states that she is going to make a phone call, the brunette haired girl, the red haired woman, the black widow nods at her colleague to do so as she looks down at me with pity. As Wanda Maximoff sits with her arms around me in a comforting manner as she holds a piece of cloth on my bloody arm.

“how did this happen, did someone attack you?” The former black widow questioned bluntly.

“Natasha stop.” Wanda says from behind me, her breath cold against my warm neck. the widows face stays the same blank stare as her gaze is glued to my arm.

the leaves from the autumn ground crunch as carol walks back over to us “Pietro said to take her back to the safe house” my eyes widen as I start to panic about being taken away for what I’ve done to myself, Wanda is a mind reader, by now she definitely knows I done this to myself. Natasha starts to grab all my stuff, throwing it into my backpack as Wanda helps me off the dusty floor.

“Can you do me a favour and hold this cloth to your arm, just until we get to the safe house so I can properly clean it?” Wanda asks with a sad smile “and while I clean it we can talk about it yes?” I silently nod, secretly knowing I will not be telling her anything.

“Cmon Wanda, stop wasting time” Natasha says as she grabs me by the shoulder and shoves me forward to walk. To this I try to run for it, at the same time, Wanda having already read my thoughts lifted one hand in the air and with red wisps of magic she whispers a meek “sorry detka” before putting me to sleep

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my body shoots up from its sleeping state, I run my hands up and down my face in attempt to make sense of what happened. Upon removing my hands from my face I am faced with a new surrounding. A one I’ve never seen before. This makes me panic, I shoot out of the bed only to notice I’m not in my own clothing, I now sport a beige shirt and grey joggers bottoms. I walk out of the room to see a living room, the blonde and the redhead from earlier are playing some bored game on the table whilst a blonde haired man is sat on the sofa playing over watch on the Xbox, the first person to notice my presence is Wanda who walks over with a bottle of water, extending her arm out for me to take said water, I take it and thank her by nodding my head. “Where are we?” I say, voice groggy from whatever spell Wanda cast upon me, “come on, let’s go sit down and I’ll explain it to you love” Wanda states calmly as she guides me back to the room I woke up in. Upon sitting on the bed with Wanda I feel myself calm down. “oh shoot, wait here I forgot something” she says with a little bit of a sad smile as she runs out of the room, returning seconds later with a first aid box. She sits on the bed, throwing the box in between the both of us, she then opens it, grabbing the bandage “can I have your arm please” she says calmly. I slowly put my arm out for her to grab, she grabs a sterile wipe before gently patting the blood off my arm, whispering soft nothings into my ear as i whimper and whine about the pain, she eventually stops and water is now pouring from my eyes, she wipes the tears from my cheeks with her thumb “we’re nearly done now” she then grabs the bandage she got out before, she throws out the packaging and wraps my arm.

after being bandaged up and being allowed permission to go outside by carol, I sit on the balcony of the fancy safe house, I pull out a box of cigarettes, lighting them, taking a lot of draws from the tiny ‘cancer stick’ as my best friend would call it. I think back to days before. Me and my new friend group smoking in the smoking shelters of college, them comforting me silently as they continue to have their normal conversations while I tag along. Being broken out of my thoughts I feel a presence behind me “those will kill you” she says “so?” I blankly state back to her, not moving to look at her, she sits next to me. “I’m Carol” she states “I know the space cadet, yes?” I say with a hint of sarcasm in my voice, to this she laughs. Me and Carol sit on the balcony for a few hours, she seems cool but that doesn’t mean my walls will go down for her. Or anyone.

Hiiiiii guys, this is a part two,, suggested by @natashaswife4125 thankyou for asking for another part,, I hope this is good <3

someone pls bully me into writing the next part of ‘Anyone but her’ peer pressure me if you will.

6 albums I’ve been listening to + 1 standout track

Thankyou to the lovely @cheesysoup-arlo

Sorry my music taste is a little all over the place (im really not sorry lol)

1 . The rise and fall of a Midwest princess - Chappell Roan (fav track - Red Wine Supernova)

2. sunburn - Dominic Fike (how much is weed?)

3. GUTS spilled - Olivia Rodrigo (so American)

4. Songs people actually liked- bowling for soul (punk rock 101)

5. Entergactic - kid cudi (do what I want)

6. Snow angel - Renee rapp (talk too much)

No pressure tag : @bookaddict05 @idontplaytrack @meangirls-imagines @auliisflower

Girl in the chair Pt 4

tw: torture/ graphic

I wake up in a moving vehicle and what I can tell from having a bag over my head is that its a van. My hands are tied up with what feels like zip ties. However my feet are free, I try to shuffle around to get the bag off of my head, but that's when I feel the searing pain run through my leg.

'crap the cut' I think to my self. Still blinded I try to feel for the cut to try and sense how bad it is. Glass still imbedded in the skin, the arseholes didn't even take it out.

Taking a deep breath in, I brace myself and pull the biggest shard in my leg out unknowing if there was any other pieces hidden beneath the skin. I tried to muffle my scream to avoid getting the attention of my captives.

I manage to rive off the hood that was keeping me blinded and could see from the tinted windows on the doors the sun was starting to set, I must of been out for hours.

That's when the van starts to stop, and I hear both the driver's door and passengers door open and close. There was 2 of them as I suspected when the home invasion took place.

The van doors open and I quickly pretended to play unconscious still waiting for an opportunity to escape when they least expect it. They grab me and one of them throws me over his shoulder. Yeah there is no way I'm getting out of this one.

~ TIME SKIP ~

I'm carried into a room and thrown on the hard floor, I open my eyes again to see that I had been locked in a cell and my captive standing on the other side looking right into my soul.

"Ah good morning sunshine or should I say good evening" he smiles down at me. I know that face and I know them tattoos it couldn't be mistaken. It was the man who came to my fathers office that morning. I knew something was off about him.

"You must be thinking who am I? and why have I taken you? Well Y/N, my name is Rumlow and the answer for that second question will be revealed soon enough" he says while walking away from the cell, leaving me on the cold hard concrete floor still with my hand restraints on.

~TIME SKIP~

I'm sitting here knowing that there is no way of escaping this hell hole that's when I hear someone approaching.

I saw his arm glinting from white light, and it couldn't be mistaken. Mr Barnes.

"I told you we would see each other again soon" he says with a cunning grin.

"I knew something was off with you, Leave my friend alone or I swear to God that super soldier serum won't be able to save you" I say trying to threaten someone who could literally snap me in half but if that was his intention I'd already be dead they wouldn't keep me alive. Unless it was a trap for Milo. Oh god, Milo I pray u don't come looking for me.

"Your threats don't scare me, I've been through world war two for crying out loud" he starts laughing at me. "Anyways, as soon as we get what we need from you will dispose of you pretty quickly"

He opens up the cell and grabs me by the wrists, dragging me out of the cell. I try to weigh my self down to make it more difficult for him but that made no affect on him, so I stood up in a quick movement and kick him in the balls causing him to loosen his grip on me and bend over. That's when I decided to knee him in the face and try and make a run for it in this maze of a building.

Running through multiple corridors trying to stay out of sight of anyone. But that's when I felt the sharp prick hit my side, I pull out an arrow off my hip and everything started to become dark.

No no no not again, I was so close. The darkness started to engulf my sight as my eyelids became heavier and heavier. The last thing I see before full darkness is the Winter soldier standing over me grinning like the Cheshire cat.

~Time skip~

I wake up to a fist colliding with my face, causing me to be even more disorientated from waking up after being tranquilised.

"Ah nice for you to make an appearance Y/N, we need to ask you a few questions, and if you don't answer well we have a few persuasive methods that might get you talking" Rumlow says while standing next to a table full of tools. knifes, hammers, plyers and more for him to enjoy his twisted little games.

"I won't tell you anything, do your twisted mind games and methods but I will never give you any information"

"Oh is that so, well we will just have to test how far you can go then"

He picks up the knife on the tray and walks over to the chair in the middle of the room to which I am detained in.

He re-opens the cut on my leg from the glass that started to heal.

A blood curdling scream erupts from my lungs and he makes it bigger.

"How about now?"

I look at him with tear filled eyes but determined not to back down. He then makes another cut across the top of my thigh. Blood oozing out as I bit down on my tongue to not to give him the satisfaction of another scream.

He continues slicing up my body in different places, from my legs to my back, to my arms. Muffled screams escaping from my mouth as i try to hold back.

"Well then we do have other ways of means of getting things out of people, GET ME THE SERUM" he shouts over to one of his henchmen at the side.

He opens a container and white smoke falls out from in it, they pull out a syringe and walk over and hand it over to Rumlow. Walking over he says "Now with this you shall become very compliant" smiling sinister at me he injects me with the serum and put me in this torture device. Spikes surround my body and breaks through the skin, I was in so much pain that I could not help but scream. I passed out due to the pain.

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I'm a prisoner in my own body I though, I cant control my self, I tried to lift my arm as I have been taken out of my major restraints with only leg ones on, but I am unable to move the rest of my body.

Milo is now sitting in front of me unconscious, he tried to save me, oh god I wish he didn't now we are both in this mess. He starts to wake up and he makes eye contact at me, unable to say anything to him, all I can do is sit here with a neutral expression on my face.

"TESS, IT'S ME, YOUR GOING TO BE OKAY" Milo exclaims while trying to wiggle free. That's when Rumlow came up behind him and put his hands on his shoulders.

"Who the fuck are you and what are you doing with my best friend you sick fuck?"

"Hello Milo, my name is none of your concern, all you need to worry about is about your pretty little friend here"

ANYONE BUT HER 7

JANIS IMI-IKE X FEM READER

a little Regina x reader

Warnings - swearing, mentions of cheating, mentions of anxiety. Regina being Regina. Hurt. Angst

The POV switches between reader and Janis (I use — when I change the POV)

The last part🤧, happy reading lovelies 🫶🏼

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“Hey Tes, you should totally come sit with us, y/n has finally agreed to sit with me and the girls” Regina almost brags, a massive grin plaster across her pretty face.

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Ignoring all of my surroundings i stare down at my full plate of food, i feel everyone’s eyes on me and i don’t like it. I use the small plastic fork to push a piece of food around the plate, wishing the world would swallow me whole. I feel a hand on my shoulder and look up to see Regina with a reassuring expression. “you okay y/n/n?” She asks in a low voice obviously trying to avoid bringing any attention to the fact that she is being nice to someone. I flash her a small smile and nod praying she lets it go. Which thankfully she does. Well she was distracted i should say. I look in the direction of her glare. Janis and Damien are glaring right back at her. And as if on que in walks bea, she sits down at their table, trying her hardest to get Janis’ attention, a smirk plastered across her face. I look back at my plate. My head once again shoots up when i hear the clatter of a lunch tray hitting the floor, i sigh upon seeing that Karen had dropped her lunch, Regina looks at the girl as if she was internally face palming, Gretchen had yet to grace us with her bubbly presence, and Karen, she is stood in front of the table looking like a deer caught in the headlights of a car being drove by Regina. I quickly push my tray across the table and gesture for Karen to take it. She stands there for a few more seconds, confusion evident in her expression. “Have mine, I don’t want you waiting in that lunch line again” I chuckle before wiping my sweaty hands on my jeans and standing up. “Hey imma just go to the bathroom okay? I’ll be right back” I say looking at Regina who simply nods, still glaring at Janis.

I rush to the bathrooms, not even a second after I enter, in comes Tessa. “Okay I can’t take this anymore, Janis didn’t- BANG” she starts but is interrupted by a loud crashing noise from outside the bathrooms. We both stay still looking at each other, our fight or flight response having not kicked in yet. That was until we heard shouting, both of us run to the door, her beating me to it and opening it for us both to look and see what caused the sound. Next thing I see is a flash of blonde hair run past me, I look on the ground to see a navy blue backpack, with pins and a cross stitch circle on it, I roll my eyes and pick it up knowing exactly who’s it is. “Cmon that was Janis and Regina, I don’t like this, whatever that was. was not good news” Tessa says while grabbing my arm and running in the direction of where the blonde ran.

We end up outside under the bleachers, a few students circled around to watch the chaos too.

“Why the fuck do you keep messing with my life Regina? Just leave me alone for once in your sorry life” Janis nearly screams while she steps forward to be right up in the blondes face.

“I didn’t do anything loser” Regina laughs back in Janis’ face, which only angers the smaller girl more.

“Well I didn’t cheat or use y/n and you know it” she continues to shout at the blonde girl

“Well suck it up because she’s mine now, she hates you” Regina pauses to laugh once again, this is also when Janis had noticed your presence within the circle of teenagers who are observing their little argument. “And all it took to break her was some silly little lie but now I have her all to myself” Regina finished before turning to look what Janis was starring at, her face goes pale and she opens her mouth to speak but I move faster, my legs taking me away from the scene, dropping Janis’ backpack from my shoulder somewhere on the way.

I end up in a janitor’s closet, the bell had already rung so there was barely anyone in the halls, allowing me to swiftly slip into the room. My legs buckle, I brace myself for the cold surface of the floor but I am instead surrounded by the heat of someone’s presence, I didn’t even hear the door open again, through clouded vision I look up to see the green haired girl I’ve been so desperately trying to avoid the past few days. “Let me go” I choke out a sob, which only makes her grip on me grow stronger, she pulls me up a little so she has me in her full embrace, one of her arms around my waist, the other cradles the back of my neck. She tangles her fingers in my hair, the coldness of her rings inviting me in, she continues to hold me, slowly pulling us both onto the floor so we can sit more comfortably.

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This isn’t the girl I knew, the girl who was in a band, the girl who had everything together. Well that’s how she seemed to me. Now she’s in my arms sobbing. Tessa warned me not to break her heart, and even though I didn’t do anything, I feel like im in the wrong. So I do the only thing I can to save her from me hurting her again.

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“I’m sorry” she says while letting me go out of her hold. I look up, tear stained eyes, my eyeliner probably streaked down my face by now. She gets up, dusting her jeans off before turning towards the door, she doesn’t even hesitate before opening the door and leaving. I stay sat on the floor for what seems like forever. I pull my knees up to my chest and put my head down, closing my eyes.

The door slams open and I hear the squeaks of multiple peoples shoes before I am shook by the shoulders, I slowly look up hoping it is the green haired girl I have grown to rely on in these situations. But no. My eyes focus on the people’s faces. Tessa is kneeled in front of me, Aaron stood behind her and Damien stood in the doorway. Damien quickly shuts the door seeing the state im in and flicks on the small light. Aaron just stares at me and Tessa sighs. “Cmon we are ditching” she states knowing better than to ask questions right now.

We all get out of the janitors closet and walk towards Tessa’s pink jeep. Tessa and Aaron in the front, me and Damien in the back. I press myself right into the corner of the car, not wanting or needing anyone to touch or come near me. Damien keeps staring at me as if at any second I will disappear, Tessa makes quick work of driving while Aaron plays with the radio, he whispers something to Tessa, she whipsers something back and they argue in a hushed tone for a few minutes before Tessa agrees to whatever he was saying and turns to go a different way. I stare out of the window, not exactly taking notice of where we are going, just thinking about everything that has happened this school year and praying it ends soon.

After ten minutes of sitting in silence, the only sound being from the radio, the car stops, I look around to where we are, my heart skips a beat when I realise we are at the beach me, Aaron and Tessa grew up going to nearly every day. I look up to see Tessa looking back at me, Aaron and Damien get out of the car but she sits there staring at me. “What happened in the janitors closet?” Her ocean blue eyes staring into my own, perfect blonde hair shining as the rays of sun hit her through the windows of the car.

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If you had told me five years ago this is where we would be I would’ve laughed in anyone’s face and told them to fuck off. Yet here we are. Broken and Damaged.

If you had told me five days ago I would’ve been heart broken by Janis ‘Imi’ike I would’ve said “she would never, anyone but her would but she would never” yet here I am. Broken and Damaged.

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“Y/n, listen, Janis really likes you, she just feels like she’s to blame. Regina is a bitch for doing that to the both of you. And in result of that you and Janis lost each other. But trust me when I say. It will all work out.” Tessa says now stood in front of me, her hand held out for me to take, the car door open, I willingly take her hand and walk with her to the beach, Aaron and Damien following. We eventually all split off to do our own thing, Damien is on the phone to who I am assuming is Janis. Aaron and Tessa are in the sea making the most of the weather while I sit watching them, I know they both like each other. I’ve known for years, probably before they knew it themselves. Aaron has always stood up for Tessa and Tessa has always been there to pick Aaron back up when he falls. And if that’s how it will be for the rest of eternity, then im more than okay with them. Nothing can break them up. They are Aaron and Tessa.

I pull out my phone and see multiple missed calls and texts from a multitude of people at school. Regina. Bea. Gretchen, Karen, Cady and Janis being those people. I turn my phone on silent and grab my headphones from my bag and play music before turning my phone off and putting it back into my hoodie pocket.

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(Damien’s pov)

The whole car ride my phone rings off the hook, but I couldn’t care. Y/n is sat next to me looking like she had been hit by a bus. She looks a mess. Eyeliner somehow still in tact but she looks empty, her gaze set on the outside world. I notice she does that a lot these days. Just blankly stare at things, lost in her own head. Aaron and Tessa are trying to talk to her but she isn’t paying them any mind.

Once at the beach she just goes off away from everyone and sits down, throwing her backpack down before grabbing her phone and headphones out of her bag. That’s when I notice my phone is once again ringing. The ringtone being the one I set specifically for Janis. I pull my phone out of my pocket torn between my two best friends. Janis hurt y/n but there has to be a reason behind it. So I do what I have to and answer the phone.

“Daims I fucked up big time, please go check on y/n, I left her in the janitors closet and I don’t think she’s in the right headspace to be alone” she says with a hint of regret in her voice. I can tell that she is pacing around even through the phone.

“Okay no, Janis the girl is absolutely broken right now, you best explain and have a goddam good excuse for this. I know the whole Regina thing wasn’t you, but what the fuck?” I almost shout, only quieting down because y/n is sitting not even a few feet away from me.

“I’ve watched her since we where kids, I’ve seen her happiest moments from afar but never had the courage to go up to her, now that I have she’s been the saddest I’ve seen her. And I feel like it’s on me, I never wanted her like this. I wanted to make her happy” she starts

“Shut the fuck up and come to the beach, tell her yourself. But don’t blame me or anyone else if she doesn’t want to hear it” I say still angry at my best friend. I look over to y/n who is still spaced out, music blaring from her headphones.

“Fine im nearly there anyway, was going home but I’ll turn around. Cady is driving us”and with that the phone call ends.

Not even a few minutes later Cadys car pulls up next to Tessa’s. I watch as Janis gets out. I look over to see y/n layed on a beach towel from Tessa’s car that we brought out, her eyes closed and an angry Tessa storming over, Aaron following.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Aaron surprisingly says before Tessa can, his face confused and angered. “I came to talk to her” Janis tries to walk past the taller boy. He steps in front of her before she can “wait Janis don’t we need to talk first” Tessa then buts in, grabbing Janis’ arm, taking her back to her car. They both come back a few minutes later and Tessa nods to Aaron to let the two girls talk it out.

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I sit up and open my eyes, the sun blinding me, making me wipe my face for what seems like the thousandth time in the past hour. I pull my phone out and change the song just as someone taps my shoulder. “Don’t touch me right now Tessa I swear to fuck I will dunk you in the sea” I say flinching away from the person who only moves to stand in front of me. There stands Janis, her face full of shame. She sits in front of me so I take my headphones off and stare blankly at her. She goes to speak but stops herself so I take that opportunity to talk for her “if your only here to ‘comfort’ me then leave again then save your time and fuck off” I put y headphones back on but she leans forward and takes them off of my head before I can react. “The fuck?” I say in shock. “Middle school” she says as if I should know what that means. I continue to just stare at her, pissed off. “I’ve had a crush on you since middle school. I used to watch you every class we had together. Then in high school when you started the band. I would listen to every song. I went to your first show. I forced Damien to go to that show that night. Your last show. When Bea cheated on you I was so pissed because ever since I’ve known you I’ve seen you to be this happy person. But then these past few months you’ve lost your smile. And I blame myself for that.” She blurts out in one breath.

It takes me a second to process what she said but once my brain catches up i sit there shocked. “I’ve hurt people in the past, I’ve had the hardest time falling in love with things, but falling in love with you has been one of the easiest things I’ve done, but seeing you like this” she gestures to me “has been the hardest thing I’ve done because I know I’ve played a part in the way you’ve lost your smile. I don’t expect you to forgive me but im here to ask you to give me a second chance to fix this and bring back your smile” she finishes with teary eyes. I look back at her already crying, all I can manage to do is nod and choke out another sob as she leans forward to hug me.

- fuck me eyes -

OKAY HEAR ME OUT - i know yelena is ace / aro in the comics (and maybe the mcu but not confirmed) but this is my story so 🥲anyway if you are uncomfortable with me making yelena be in a relationship then do not read further <3 Y/n is Wanda Maximoff's younger sister and is training with Kate Bishop under Clint's supervision.

All characters are of legal age

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Y/N's pov :

because of my 'bad' behaviour on the field, Clint has made me stay back to fix some trick arrows instead of going out with him and Kate on some retrieval mission. Which I admit does suck. But jokes on them, I love making trick arrows.

i spin in my chair grabbing a 'very dangerous' arrow and laughing at the label Kate put on it before placing it in the bag of arrows I've already made.

The radio is blasting some grunge rock music, the sun isn't out because it's winter in New York. However, it's snowing which is amazing for me.

I nod my head to some AC/DC song, my hair is in a messy bun, I flip my safety goggles up to get a better view of the snow falling onto the ground outside.

"KATE BISHOP" a unfamiliar voice rings through the room, making me tense up, I spin around to the source of the raspy voice and see a woman, about my age, blonde hair and a cute outfit on.

"she's not here" i state in a monotone voice, just as I had been trained, when in doubt stay calm until Kate panics.

the woman's eyes widen and she looks at me with a light blush, probably from the cold New York weather. "she will be back in like ten minutes, give or take, if you go to the living room and wait there, her number is on the table if it's urgent" i smile politely, the woman nods and quickly exits the room.

YELENA’S POV :

Kate Bishop and Clint Barton have been on my ass all Christmas, my mission was simple. Get revenge on him who murdered my sister, anyone who dares to try stop me, will be killed. I've recently found the location of where Clint Barton is staying while having his holiday in New York. That means today is the day Mr Barton dies. I walk into the apartment, the door is not locked however the house is empty. Is what I think until I hear a familiar song. Some old song from my youth, it's loud and sounds like metal. What a song to die to. I smirk as I turn the corner to see the back of someone's head. Black curly hair faces away from me. Well that's not the figure I was expecting. Maybe it's the protégé.

"KATE BISHOP" i shout making my presence known to the small figure.

The raven haired person spins around in their chair just to reveal, to my dismay they are not Kate Bishop.

"she's not here" the woman states with a shrug. the girl is beautiful and the voice matches the face. "she will be back in like ten minutes, give or take, if you go to the living room and wait there, her number is on the table if it's urgent" follows the previous comment, the girl smiles mockingly toward me.

All I can do is nod, and when I tell you I've never picked my phone up so quickly I mean it. Once I'm in the living room I pull my phone out, putting the number into my contacts and deciding to send a quick message to the Bishop child.

I aggressively type "Bishop, who the fuck is that fine ass woman in your apartment? You know the one with the fuck me eyes? And the fuck me face? And the fuck me fingers? I'm going to need her full name, address and her relationship status."

I hit send and not even a minute later a message comes through from the Bishop child. "Hey, I'm guessing your Yelena, yeah please refrain from talking about my best friend like that"

and with a devious smirk I stumble to push my phone back into my Jean pocket and walk out of that apartment in hopes of seeing the girl with the fuck me eyes once more.

i’ve been waiting for this moment and it was glorious

louder for the people in the back

im a lesbian. a big ole dyke. a carpet muncher, if you will.