TheFangoddess

I walked into the studio to see all of my best friend's band mates laughing as he sat on the couch, his cheeks very flushed. "Are you guys making fun of Jacky again?" I asked as I strolled across the room, taking a seat next to Jacky on the couch. "As usual," Ronnie said. I gave Jacky a hug. "Don't let them bully you," I told him. He was my best friend, but I liked him a little bit more than that. The only problem was, I was pretty sure that the feeling wasn't mutual. When I looked up from the hug, I saw Derek and Ryan nudging each other. "What?" I asked in a deadpan tone. "Nothing," Ryan started, "We were merely mentioning the fact that y

It was another day of hanging out in the tower, and everything had come to a standstill. There were thunderstorms outside, forcing everyone to stay inside for the day. The silence was going to drive me insane. "Clint! I'm bored!" I complained to my cousin who was the only reason I was here. "Then go do something," he prompted me. He was currently messing with his bow on the counter, so I hopped up next to him, deliberately getting in his way. "Tony and Bruce are geeking out in the lab, Steve and Thor are having a man-off, and Natasha is somewhere doing something spy like. You were the only I could find that wasn't in the middle of something,"

I don’t remember each step that happened. The anesthesiologist told me they were about to put me on drugs that would make me loopy while they took me to the operating room and before I finally went under. CC was promising me he’d be right next to me when I woke up. That didn’t change the fact that the entire time I was scared out of my mind. And then I don’t remember anything. I don’t remember being high on the drugs before I was unconscious. But next thing I do recall was the nurse gently calling to me, telling me the surgery was over. Then another familiar voice followed. CC. “(Y/N), wake up. It’s

Tonight Andy and I decided we would stay in. He had just gotten back from a tour Europe, and I didn’t want anything to distract him on our “date” night in our shared apartment. We sat on the couch, our feet intertwined in the middle as we talked and ate the pizza that sat on the coffee table. “I missed you,” Andy told me for what seemed like the millionth time that night. “I missed you too,” I told him. “No, I mean I really truly missed you. I couldn’t sleep without knowing how your day went. I woke up thinking of you. The guys were repeatedly complaining that I wouldn’t shut up abo

I’ve been sitting in front of the door waiting. For what? For my first date with Ricky. We had been friends for a while, and I had eventually developed a crush on the goth boy. I thought they had been completely one-sided feelings until he asked me out last week. I eagerly said yes and we set up a date for tonight. I had tried a thousand times to ask Ricky where we were going, mainly so I could dress appropriately, but he just assured me that whatever I wore would be fine. After what felt like an eternity of waiting but was probably only five minutes, there was a knock at the door. “I’ll get it!” I called before anyon