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desideriumwriter · 2 years

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Nothing’s Wrong.

Summary: Spencer has a grudge against reader, when she helps him when he’s shot, it doesn’t fix anything. Well, a few other arguments do…and reader showing up to his door.

Pairing: Spencer x Fem!reader

Genre: Angst with a happy ending.

WC: 3.7k

CW: yelling, Spencer being shot, Spencer nearly dying, mentions of death, kidnapping, mentions of SA and murder, barely proofread (like always).

A/N: I used some of the dialogue from a scene in TEOTFW (S2) where James & Alyssa argue in the car, I don’t know if I like this really, anyways I hope you enjoy it!

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• • • • • • •

It’s been seven weeks since Emily died.

Almost 3 weeks of sobbing and crying and being angry, 2 weeks of reminiscing…also crying, and 1 week since you’ve finally come to the sad acceptance that she’s gone.

You went through all the stages of grief and mourning. Spencer was still extremely hurt over it.

Emily was like an older sister to you. You became friends after having a conversation in a store with her on shoes. You also knew Spencer at the same time, you met him in a bookstore.

Spencer however, isn’t handling it well.

He’s been crying at your door ever since it happened. Everytime he talks about how he never got to say goodbye and the good memories he had with her. You would just listen and rub his back, trying to comfort him in any way possible.

One night after he calmed down, you thought maybe talking about something else would help, so he could get his mind off it. But after what happened, he’s probably still in the anger stage of grief.

“Oh, did you hear about my new job? You know, the job. The one I’ve been trying to get for the past year.” You grinned, trying to change the subject so he could focus on something else than his dead friend.

“Don’t you realize Emily is gone?”

“Yes. I just thought you were okay with talking about other things.” Your voice was small.

“You wouldn’t have thought so. You would've known. If you did know you wouldn’t talk about yourself every second!” Your mouth dropped slightly in disgust.

“What? What are you trying to get at?” You were genuinely confused, how did a few sentences cause him to lash out and snap at you?

“Emily is gone, forever! and you’re just talking about yourself!” He stood up from the couch. You copied his movements.

“Spencer, I’ve finally got the job I’ve been working all my life for and I wanted to share what’s been happening at it. I didn’t know it would make you so upset.”

“Emily is fucking dead!” He screamed at you, you flinched a tiny bit, hearing him swear was terrifying. He has such a soft, sweet voice, hearing it so angry, so frustrated, so loud, it was scary.

“I fucking know that! I know! Have you taken a minute to think I’m hurting too? You’ve come to my door crying for nearly seven weeks now and I’ve been hugging you, holding you, letting you sleep here for comfort. But what have you done? Hm? You haven’t asked once if I was okay. She was family to me too!” You yelled back.

“God, I can't handle you anymore. It’s too much.”

“You can’t handle me? Spencer what the fuck are you saying? We’re friends, y-you’re my best friend.”

“I don’t care. I can’t stand you anymore.” He pushed past you and swiftly walked out the door before you could get another word in, he didn’t even bother to close the door.

You just stood there in shock and bit your cheek, you tried to hold back tears and listened to his footsteps fade out down the hallway.

What the fuck?

• • • • • • •

You haven’t had any interaction with Spencer for three whole years. The day he walked out on you after the argument, you never spoke again.

But last month you saw him, in the worst way possible.

Spencer was shot in the neck last week. You were the one who had to run over and apply pressure to his neck, trying to stop him from bleeding out.

You repeatedly told him to keep his eyes on you as he fell in and out of consciousness.

McGregor had you tied up on the floor, he took you as a hostage while you were passing by, using you, a random innocent girl, as collateral damage. He was oblivious to your old connection to an FBI agent.

Once he wasn’t looking because he was too busy being in the middle of a shootout, you were able to squeeze your hands out of the ropes and run out the side door. Shots rang out towards you as you ran and a bullet nearly hit your arm.

You felt as if it was your fault, when you escaped, Spencer saw you, ran after you, then got shot. Maybe if you ran a different direction, away from him, maybe if you just stayed put, he wouldn’t have gotten hurt. He wouldn’t have seen you, he wouldn’t have run after you, he wouldn’t have ran across a fucking shootout, he wouldn’t have gotten shot.

You hated Spencer. But he didn’t deserve to die. As he was lifted into the ambulance you looked at your arms covered in his blood. You didn’t blink, your eyes were stuck wide open looking at the red all over.

• • • • • • •

You sobbed in the shower trying to wash the blood that you missed off your arms, Spencer’s blood. Watching it mix within the water and turn into a pinkish shade.

It was going to eat you alive if you didn’t at least attempt to see him.

When you arrived at the hospital, you sat in your car for a while, debating if you should really go inside and see him. What if he was in a coma or critical condition? What if he was dead? Someone would’ve told you, right?

Fuck it, just go and see for yourself.

Once you were able to visit him, you stood at the door and looked through the small glass window, he was talking to an older woman. He caught a small glimpse of you, you saw his face change, his brows furrowed, it wasn’t in a way of disgust or anger, more like confusion and shock. You immediately changed your mind and turned away.

You got in your car and put your key in the ignition. You stalled and didn’t turn it. Once again, thoughts came rushing through your head.

Maybe he wasn’t angry anymore? Did he forget about what happened?

No, no, it's impossible to forget.

Was he appreciative of you? Was he happy to see you? Or just confused? You haven’t seen him in so long, he was just surprised.

You basically saved his life, he has to be at least a tiny bit appreciating of it.

Just go back inside. But, that lady might still be there.

It’ll be awkward seeing him in general.

Shit.

Again, after sitting in your car for a little over thirty minutes you decided to go back into the building and see Spencer.

You walked quickly down the hallway, you weren’t excited to see him, you weren’t in a rush to see him. You just…needed to see him.

You approached the door and gave it three gentle knocks. You opened it and peeked your head in.

“Hi.” He only gave you a weak nod and straight smile in response.

“Just wanted to see how you’re doing.” You fully walked in.

“I’m alive, you can see that.” You watched him look down at your still blood stained hand, you tugged your sleeve down and took a mental note to try and scrub it off once you got home.

“Yeah. I never thought the next time seeing you was gonna be me trying to stop you from bleeding out.”

“Why are you here?” He sighed.

“I just wanted to make sure you were okay, after everything that happened, you know?”

“Well I obviously am.” You nodded in response to his snarky tone. There was an awkward silence.

“Just because you helped me doesn’t mean I'm not angry at you anymore. I’m happy that you did what you did but you didn’t have to come here. You could've stayed home. Okay?” He deadpanned. His attitude made your blood boil, you thought after three whole years he would ease up and let go of the grudge he had against you, but nope. It made you snap.

“You’re right. Fucking forget it, coming here was a huge mistake.” You stormed out the door while Spencer attempted to call out your name.

• • • • • • •

You spent a long night out with your friends at the club, you drank and danced less than them and you got left there alone after they all drunkenly left and got into cabs. You sat at the counter and just observed everyone, couples dancing, the bartenders, people flirting, it was nearly four a.m. by the time you left.

The streets were mostly empty, all taxis were gone or parked with their lights off. You were buzzed but you could walk home, even in heels…

Maybe not.

“Shit!” You yelled as your ankle rolled and you started to fall towards the concrete, until a set of arms caught you and helped you stand up straight.

“Oh, thank you. I would’ve knocked out my teeth or something if yo-” You paused once you turned and looked at the man in front of you.

It was fucking Spencer.

You pulled away from his grip and smoothed your dress.

“You shouldn’t be out here alone at this time of night, it’s not safe. I can give you a ride home.” He assured you.

“I’m fine, these streets are safe. My place isn’t even that far.” You crossed your arms over your chest.

“I don’t want you being out here, you could get kidnapped, or trafficked, or assaulted, or…just any type of bad thing could happen. I’m just trying to help.”

“You think I don’t know that? I’ve already been kidnapped before, remember? McGregor? I know how to protect myself now.” He practically flinched when you said McGregor's name, bringing back the terrible memory of all that happened that night.

“Listen, I’m working on a case around here, the suspect follows and takes girls that are alone, assaults them, and kills them. I’d rather not tell you all the brutal details. It’s really not good to be out here right now. I don’t want you getting hurt again. So please just accept my offer.” You looked up and down the dark, empty streets. You’d rather get in the car with a man you hated than become a victim to a killer on the loose.

“Shit, fine.” You mumbled and went to the passenger's side of his car. Neither of you said a word.

He didn’t seem angry anymore, maybe a small conversation would be nice.

You began to wonder about the woman you saw in Spencer's hospital room.

“If you don’t mind me asking, who was the woman in the hospital room with you?”

“Her name is Alex.” He said flatly.

“Oh. So, has Alex been helping you do stuff? Cause of your...injury, you know?” You looked at the scar on his neck.

“She left. The night after I got shot.”

“Oh, I'm sorry.”

“How’s your job?” He asked.

“It’s amazing. I thought you didn’t want me to talk about it.” You slumped down in your seat.

“That was a while back. I didn’t mean it.”

“Whatever anyways, do you have the profile on the killer so I know who to watch out for?” He opened his mouth but paused for a minute, then stammered, then just stopped talking. The realization hit you. Your jaw went slightly ajar. Bastard.

“There is no profile, there is no killer. You lied.” You looked over at him, furious.

“I’m not lying! It’s just- we haven’t- we’re not ready to deliver it yet!”

“No! You’re a horrible liar Spencer. If there was a killer on the loose, I would’ve heard about it! I would’ve heard something about dead women found written in newspapers or it would’ve been on the news or being told by one of my neighbors! God why didn’t I realize.” You muttered the last sentence to yourself.

“I didn’t- okay, maybe I did lie. But I did it for the best.”

“What? You lied about a criminal just for me to get in your car?”

“No! I just care about you! You still could’ve gotten attacked! I was just looking out for you!”

“I don’t need you to look out for me! Plus, all of a sudden you care about me? You held a grudge against me for years after one shitty argument! I was able to keep you from bleeding out when you got shot in the fucking neck, when I went to visit and check on you in the hospital you yelled at me! You know, maybe just a simple ‘Thanks for basically saving my life’ would be nice. You hated me but now you want to care about me? Fuck off.”

“You’re right, but I’m truly thankfu-”

“Just drive me home Reid. It’s whatever.” You cut him off, you didn’t want to hear him thanking you only because you pointed it out.

“Can you stop acting like that?” He sighed.

“Acting like what?”

“You can’t just act like nothings wrong when it is!”

“Nothings wrong, everything is in the past, you never said thank you or sorry, so what? It’s in the past now. I don’t want you to say any of it now.” He went silent again. Until, you had to stop at the train tracks and wait for a train to pass.

"Please can you let me say sorry?" He sighed and broke the silence.

“Okay…I said okay.” You looked over to him, his jaw was clenched and hands were gripping the steering wheel so hard his knuckles were turning white. He stayed silent.

“Say it! Go on, say sorry. Say sorry, and then I can say it's okay, and everything's all right. That's what you want, isn't it?”

That’s the thing, that is exactly what Spencer wanted, but he knew that wouldn’t change anything.

“No. It's not ok. It's just how it is.” He said blankly.

“What's that supposed to mean?” You scrunched up your face.

“It wasn't just you…who had a bad time.”

“It's not a competition.” You crossed your arms over your chest.

“I nearly died.” He said sternly.

“Oh, apparently it is.” You huffed out and rolled your eyes.

“I nearly died!” He screamed, you didn’t have any physical reaction, no flinching, no jumping, not even blinking. At this point, you were used to him yelling at you.

“I know. I was there.” You tried to hide your hurt, the memory of him almost dying in your hands stung like a bitch.

“I'm not the answer, Spencer.” You said quietly.

“I know.” He nodded. The train finally had passed and he was able to start driving again.

The drive home was silent. Neither of you looked at each other or even made a sound once. You stared out the window, watching the bright city lights pass by.

He reached your apartment after what felt like hours of sitting there in silence.

“Thanks for the ride.” You said as you opened the car door.

“Yep.” He stared straight in front of him, refusing to make eye contact.

You closed the car door and walked inside your apartment complex.

• • • • • • •

It’s been four months since you’ve seen Spencer. You were expecting the months to turn into years like last time, but when you were driving one night you saw him walking down the sidewalk in the rain. He had his cardigan pulled over his head to cover him from the rain.

You pulled over near the sidewalk and rolled down your window. Maybe this time, you could fix everything. No arguing this time.

“It’s freezing out here and it’s raining, do you want a ride?” You shouted over the loud sound of falling rain.

“y/n?- I’m fine.” He squinted at you but when he realized who it was, his tone of voice changed completely.

“All you’ve got is that cardigan on and you're carrying that heavy ass satchel. So, do you want a ride?”

“Fine.” He sighed angrily.

The only thing Spencer said when he got in the car was “Thank you.” It was painfully silent after that…until you got stuck in the middle of late night traffic.

You fiddled around with the radio, trying to find a station playing decent music, but there was none so you just chose the one with ads playing. Eventually you turned it off, it didn’t help anything, even with noise in the background the stress of Spencer being quiet overpowered it. The rain hitting the car and the honking of angry drivers did nothing to help.

The silence was too painful so you decided to finally break it.

“Haven’t seen you in four months.” You tapped your fingers on the wheel.

“I know.”

“Anything cool happen while catching killers?”

“Nope.” He had a bit of attitude in his voice.

“What’s with the tone? You get shot again or something?” You joked.

“No.” He tried to hold back a smile but failed and ended up chuckling a little bit, which made you smile.

Cars started moving, the tension between you and him had decreased, everything felt okay. Maybe he didn’t hate you anymore.

“How’s everything been for you since you left?” His attitude immediately changed back to his snarky one. You furrowed your brows.

“You were the one who walked out, not me.” You clenched your jaw.

“I never walked out.”

“Yes, you did. After the argument three. years. ago. You basically pushed me away when I went to check on you in the hospital, you also screamed at me in the car last time.”

“It wasn’t supposed to be like that. You still walked out also.”

“You basically pushed me away- whatever, Emily’s alive, that’s good.” You took a long pause in the middle of your sentence.

“I know that, I’m not stupid, she joined the team for a while until she started working for Interpol.” Spencer's bitchy attitude was killing you.

“Why are you acting like such an asshole? Just a few months ago you were acting kind to me. What the fuck happened?”

“You. You happened.” He spat.

“Excuse me?”

“Yeah. You ruined it. I was trying to be nice and fix us after everything that happened but you just had to be a…a bitch!”

“A bitch? This is all my fault? You made what happened to both of us at the bar shootout a competition! For fucks sake, I ran across a line of bullets to save your ass, I visited you at the fucking hospital to check if you were okay, I still hated you, but I wanted to make sure you were okay. I don’t have an eidetic memory but I know damn well not once you asked if I was.” You ranted.

“You didn’t have to do that, you could've ran the other way and saved yourself. I didn’t need your help.”

“Are you kidding- Spencer, you would’ve bled out!” You were shocked that he didn’t want you to help him, you hated him but you didn’t want him dead.

“Alex was there, so was the rest of the team, anyone could’ve helped me.” You opened your mouth to say something but stopped. What was the point of fighting anymore, you were just beating a dead horse.

“Why are we still fighting?” You sighed.

“I…I don’t know.” His voice was small.

“It’s funny, we’re in the same situation as last time we were in a car together.” You scoffed out a laugh.

“What situation?”

“Last time, you offered me a ride, now I offered you a ride, and now we’re arguing with each other again. Ironic, huh?”

“Time is a flat circle, I guess.” He shrugged.

Thank God you were pulling into his apartment complex parking lot after his last sentence. The tension had fallen again anyway.

“Night Spence.” He gave you a simple “Thanks” and ran into the building, trying to escape the rain.

• • • • • • •

Though everything went somewhat better than the first time in the car with Spencer, nothing felt fixed, and it was bothering you.

You were having a terrible day already. You spilled coffee on yourself…twice, knocked over an entire stack of papers you just organized, got screamed at and humiliated by a customer in front of everyone in the room, you fell on the sidewalk and your hands got all scraped up. All the little things piling up made you get closer and closer to crying your eyes out. Thinking of Spencer did not help one bit.

Everything today was reminding you of him, the bookstore you drove past on the way to work, the smell of fresh coffee in the office, the paintings on the walls, the music playing on the radio, the sound of harsh wind outside, somehow everything connected back to him.

Just Spencer, Spencer, Spencer, Spencer.

You couldn’t stand one more second of having him stuck in your head, you were going to break if he didn’t leave your mind.

As soon as work was over for you, you went right over to Spencer’s apartment. You only knocked twice on his door.

He opened it with a frustrated expression which quickly turned into concern when he fully saw your face.

“y/n? What happened?”

“I’ve had a long day.” That’s all you said. You bit down on your bottom lip while trying to fight back the tears threatening to spill.

“Oh, okay, can you come inside if you want.” He unlocked the chain and opened the door fully.

You did and sat down on the couch with your eyes focused on your hands glued together.

“Do you want something to drink? Tea? Coffee? Water?” You shook your head to every offer, not looking up once.

“Okay, um…do you want to tell me what’s going on?” He sat down next to you.

“Everything is so fucking weird and tense between us, and I hate it. I want it gone.” You blurted out to him.

“I know. I can admit that…I- I want it gone too.”

“I miss you, Spence. God, I fucking miss you. I miss you so much to the point it hurts. And, I’m exhausted…of everything, hating you and fighting. I don’t want to argue anymore.” You spewed out again while you looked him right in the eyes, even though you were about to start sobbing.

“y/n…” You could tell he had to take a minute to figure out what to say.

“I…am so sorry for everything. I was a complete and utter asshole, I didn’t want it to seem like I was jealous or angry about your success. I don’t cope with big changes well but that’s not an excuse for how I acted. I was such an asshole and I was stuck up in myself. You didn’t deserve any of that. I’m so sorry, y/n.” He sputtered out. You gave a small shaky sigh of relief.

“All I wanted to hear was for you to say sorry.” You couldn’t fight back tears anymore, they started streaming down your face as you hugged him tightly.

“I’m so sorry, I love you.” He mumbled into your hair.

“I love you too, Spencer.”

“No, I mean, I love you.” He pulled out of the hug and cupped his hands around your face.

“I know. I do too.” You smiled.

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jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue · 2 months

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Hi, dear Blue, I saw your post and Rushed over! Coincidentally I reread the first three chapters of the CEO series before work today because it is a masterpiece! So I have fresh thoughts on them rn. Hope this helps motivate you even a little🥰💜

Chapter 1: Complaint

Ah the first part of what has become an Absolute Masterpiece!

From the first chapter I was hooked, obsessed, and addicted. This particular part was what really got me excited for the series-

“Did you get hurt, angel?” Jimin says softly. Tears definitely start to well up in your eyes as you look towards him. Taehyung let’s go of your chin to caress your cheek as a tear drops and he wipes it away. Namjoon’s eyes darken, they know for absolute fact you could do no wrong but unless they wanted HR to come visit they needed to resolve this in house. He knew that bitch was lying through her teeth about their favourite girl, but they needed you to tell them what actually happened so they could get rid of her without any mess. “We can’t help you baby girl if you don’t tell us,” he says, hoping it would elicit something out of you.“You guys are the problem,” you say through a sob, and your arms come to cover your face as more tears shed down your face. Their hearts sink at your words, Taehyung frowns at you, his dark eyes disappearing to look at you with sadness.

I've reread this one more times than I care to admit lol including thrice just today. One thing I noticed immediately and really loved was that you were careful to mention everyone, even if they didn't get a ton of dialogue you made sure to mention their thoughts or actions.

Chapter 2: Mediation

Aka Jimin's chapter. You know an author understands how to write Jimin when I can literally hear Filter in my mind while reading his parts. Our Blue is truly amazing🤩💜💜💜

All of the boys feel thoughtfully written as well. Jin who's calm and gentle but we all know he's just as if not more dangerous than the rest, Joon is the epitome of calm before the storm as well as the storm itself, you do NOT want to be on his bad side, Yoongi ever done with everyone's sh*t and probably wants to fire the rest of the building on the daily, except for Y/N of course who brings out his secret not so little soft side and the cutestgummy smile known to man, our Sunshine Hobi whose dark side is just as scary as his bright side is cheerful,,,, mad Hobi is honestly so attractive though,,,, and I love watching the Maknaes be petty towards Suran (or anyone really lol) and protective and clingy with Y/N🥰😂

Chapter 3: Resolution

The Dinner Date! It was such a cute chapter, short and sweet and has me grinning like a schoolgirl with a crush everytime I read it. Once again you go above and beyond making sure all the boys get a fair amount of attention while still making Y/N feel like the main character. I love being able to watch the character grow and really related with the anxious self thought in the first part of the chapter. Oh to have seven boyfriends to boost my self-worth at any time😍 Y/N is definitely living the dream right now.

P.S. Sorry this ended up so long hehe my bad.

💜

Why are you apologising 😭 this was exactly what I needed 💜🥺 I have a really hard time balancing the characters and the storylines but at the heart of all my stories I think the characters are central and I forget that sometimes 🙃 I also always forget about chapter 2 and 3 🤣 and then when I reread to check continuity I’m like … I wrote this? When? 🤦🏽‍♀️

Lovely you are literally such an angel, and I’m keeping you forever; genuinely if you leave me I’ll riot and go on strike 😤 no pressure 😁

I’m so determined to finish the next chapter today, I’ve got one more scene to write and then it needs editing

#THE FIRST THREE CHAPTERS WERE SOFT I NEED TO BRING BACK THE SOFTNESS #ceo au ask #my favourite people in my ask box makes my week #especially when they write essays about something I’ve written #😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 excuse me while I go cry #screenshot this and Imma put it in my motivation album #archive

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everythingsinred · 11 months

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Let's Talk About NatsuMikan: Mikan (pt. 30)

Today we'll talk about love and confessions and agency. More specifically, I'll discuss a little about Mikan's love for Natsume and her inability to voice it out loud.

This is my NM essay so there's no multi-shipping, in this part more than any other. I say that so y'all can know. In my opinion, this arc has Mikan making a choice and I respect that more than anything. I'm with Ruka about defending her agency and the fact that she does choose.

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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Two

Hotaru tells Mikan to go on without her. She wants to stay there for Subaru, to ask him questions and find out more about him, to be siblings like he’d suggested before she went on her time trip. They hadn’t had the chance to really bond, since he’d been trying to protect her this whole time. This is her chance to support him and she can’t pass it up.

And yes, that means saying good-bye to Mikan, for who knows how long.

So Mikan and Hotaru hug, and then Hotaru kisses her, in front of everyone, and tells her she loves her. “More than you think I do.”

Well, I guess I have to analyze this. I’m hesitant because I actually don’t know how.

When I read this the first dozen times, the kiss never came across as particularly romantic to me because I didn’t really see much suggestion that there was genuine romance between them--just jokes, especially in the earlier chapters. I don’t especially like thinking that Hotaru is in love with Mikan because that’s another person for me to feel sorry for, just like Ruka, and also because I don’t really like when stories have every character in love with one person. But! That seems to be what’s happening.

Mikan will receive a few love confessions tonight and she really only responds to one (though not yet). Again, I’m not a multishipper, but I’m genuinely sorry, Hotaru. I wish for nothing but your happiness. I prefer, personally, to read Mikan and Hotaru’s relationship as entirely platonic, kind of how I prefer Ruka and Mikan too. That’s just how I roll. It makes things easier on my fragile soul.

Mikan only reacts with confusion, so it seems like it came out of nowhere for her as well. For all her getting overwhelmed with romance, she hadn't expected any romance from Hotaru's direction. Generally, this moment passes and isn't addressed again.

Such a shame to always save your most important and genuine feelings for goodbyes. Take a lesson from this, kids. Tell people you love them, not because you're leaving or because they are, but just because you love them.

They have to teleport again, in any case, and Mikan has to leave her best friend behind. She can’t even hear everything Hotaru is saying, but she can’t go back.

Mikan, having teleported once more, starts to cry. And that makes sense! Because the theme here is loss, and she keeps having to say good-bye to people she loves, not knowing when she’ll see them again. But despite her tears being entirely understandable, Mikan apologizes for always crying, like it’s weak of her to feel so much. She promises to become stronger, but that’s silly because she already is strong. She just witnessed so much pain in only one night and is still standing, still fighting hard, refusing to give up. Is that not strength?

Are you not strong already? I don't get it.

Even Hotaru was crying as they were separated, even though Mikan still wishes she could be strong like her, so is that not strength?

Mikan loves Hotaru too and always has and promises to see her again, that their bond won’t break, echoing Hotaru’s same words.

Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Three

I regretfully won’t be discussing the Imai siblings’ scene, though I did just reread it and sobbed my eyes out as is my duty everytime I read this chapter. Mikan isn’t there, so. We move on.

Mikan’s having a rough go of it, but the night is not over yet.

Tono suggests they split up. It’s the best idea right now. Ruka and Mikan should teleport away, and with only one person to protect instead of many, the barrier alice stone won’t be as much of a burden on him. The rest of them will fight off pursuers and keep them distracted. It’s time. The end of the night is approaching.

There isn’t even time for a real good-bye, which is why they had the alice-stone gifting earlier, I suppose. They all knew there wouldn’t be much time later on. Mikan is sad to have to leave Tsubasa, Tono, and Natsume (!, which his name in a little bubble all its own so we know he’s different, yet again) without even saying a proper good-bye, but Ruka is already taking his duty seriously, pulling Mikan away so they can teleport.

Don't save things for the last minute! Just love people just because!

But the telepathy alice comes in handy again. No, it’s not helpful in the battles. It doesn’t help with healing or protection. But Mikan can hear someone saying her name, and it’s not her mom this time.

Mikan is floored by this, her eyes welling with tears as she catches Natsume’s gaze.

“A feeling so strong, intense, and painful… Almost like a scream.”

Chapter One Hundred and Thirty-Four

At the start of this night, what feels like so long ago, Natsume told a room full of enemies that he loves Mikan. He proved it time and time again in the hours that followed. He confessed he wanted to stay by her side forever, that he’d always protect her, and he prioritized her safety all night.

And she never said it back.

But this is different. This isn’t just words; she can literally feel how he feels for her. She is overwhelmed by it, and saying good-bye while leaving it like that is now impossible. The fact that he has her pebble alice stone is no longer enough. “Me too” isn’t enough.

She still doesn’t say it out loud, but she admits it to herself and to us, for the first time in this whole manga, that she loves him too. And our handy telepathy alice conveys these powerful feelings to Natsume too, so that he finally knows her answer.

It’s so interesting that Mikan only responds when she literally feels his love for her firsthand. It’s not his words or thoughts that break her resolve; it’s his actual emotions, and she’s able to answer only then, knowing now that their love for each other is entirely requited, when she’s unable to leave him without admitting it.

And that’s huge--obviously--because we’ve watched Mikan this whole time, watched her deny and push down her feelings for him, watched her skirt the subject, not even confiding to us how she feels. But she can’t keep it up anymore. His feelings completely shatter her resolve--his painful, sorrowful, powerful feelings, the ones she reciprocates.

Another favorite page of mine. I just love Natsume's heart-wrenching expression.

“I love you so much,” she thinks before teleporting away with Ruka.

Loss.

Mikan didn’t want to leave Natsume or her senpais, but she knows she has to, and it’s best to leave before she can’t will herself to anymore, after she’s done the difficult, vulnerable thing and confessed. She didn’t want either of them to suffer with the knowledge of her feelings, but it’s too late now. She had to let him know, even if it was only telepathically.

Whereas Mikan was able to swear that she and Hotaru would always be together, even if they were separated, Mikan’s parting thought to Natsume is the same thought that united them at the start of the night: “I don’t want us to be apart.” Mikan knows Natsume is sick, that he’s dying, that he’s careless with his alice. She doesn’t know when she’ll be free to see him again, and there’s a good chance she might never see him again, because he might die. She doesn’t want to part from him now, because if she does, it’ll probably be forever.

Mikan and Ruka have successfully teleported to a safe place, giving Mikan one more well-needed breather before the night gets even worse. Ruka is concerned for her, but Mikan can’t stop crying. But she gets up so they can keep moving until Ruka collapses. She suggests they rest for a while, but Ruka feels insecure, like a burden, like he’s holding not only her but everyone else back because he’s too weak to protect Mikan the way he should.

Mikan doesn’t feel that way and is just concerned for his well-being. He’s certainly not weak.

He's just the sweetest and most perfect of the main four, I think.

But it’s his turn to confess, telling her with his head in his hands that he loves her, and immediately following his confession up with an apology because he’d never meant to say it. Mikan is--again--touched and heartbroken for him, saddened because she’d always known, deep down, but didn’t know how to address it. But Ruka assures her that he will always be hoping that she and Natsume find each other again, that they can be happy together. He just confessed, but he needs her to know that he supports her and Natsume, that he holds no grudges, that he just wants both of them to be happy.

(I can’t believe some fics have Ruka act entitled and jealous when this boy has always been a sweetheart. I’m so mad about it.)

Mikan may not love Ruka romantically, but she does love him, and, overcome with this affection, she hugs him. Though Ruka admonishes her for babying him, he clearly holds no hard feelings that she isn’t able to reciprocate. He’s energized by this, by the fact that he was finally able to say it, and he holds out her hand for them to finally meet Yuka after all this time. Mikan smiles as they go, happy to have his support and affection, even if it looks different from hers.

Mikan has been confessed to three times tonight. All verbally.

Natsume starts the night off strong, announcing his feelings to a whole room, including Mikan. He’s brave; he says the words.

Hotaru tells Mikan she loves her in front of their friends. She’s brave; after all this time where she kept her emotions behind an iron coldness, she says the words.

Ruka tells Mikan with his fingers hiding his face, but he still says it, even without an audience, even knowing she doesn’t feel the same. He decides to be brave and says the words.

I love the Mikan and Ruka friendship. I think they're superior with the platonic lens but maybe that's just me (I know plenty of y'all agree with me, actually).

Mikan couldn’t say the words; she only thought them. I’m not saying she’s not brave, because even just admitting it to herself took a lot, but it’s interesting that she doesn’t say it out loud. She has to be brave about so many things, but this heavily guarded secret, something so vulnerable and volatile she couldn’t even admit it to herself, is still too fragile to be spoken out loud.

Conclusion

I know I could include more but I'll finish this arc next time.

Mikan has been confessed to by three people tonight but only Natsume gets romantic reciprocity, even if it's telepathic. Going forward, Mikan's feelings and her struggle voicing them will be important thematically.

I'll see y'all next time!

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absent-o-minded · 3 years

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Another scene that I haven't scene any discourse about is when Simon goes to give his Dad the money back.

Best buckle up friends, because hO HO bOY, tHe pLOt THiCkEns:

It's a really layered scene, and one of my hopes for Season 2 (Netflix, my firstborn is yours, you want to announce S2 so badly it makes you look stupid) is that the relationship between Simon and Micke, and just Micke as a character, will get explored a bit more. But in terms of the scene itself, there is a lot to talk about here:

From the slivers we're fed throughout the series, we're able to understand that Simon and Sara both have a strained relationship with their father. See Ayub: "Everytime you see your Dad, you get all depressed." In Micke's very first appearance, we as an audience align with Simon and Sara's pre-concieved disgust over their father through the subtle nods to his unhealthy lifestyle - The close-up of the cigarette dish and Micke hastily tipping them into a mug, the discrete empty bottles he slips out from beneath the coffee table, the way Simon puts all of the lighters in the dish as if it's a pre-learned habit, his flat being messy. Young Royals is a tapestry, where all of these subtle, implicit details are interwoven with eachother to create this intricate artwork.

But between the very first scene with Micke and this one, something has changed. My interpretation of Micke agreeing to supply Simon with alcohol was that it was a desperete cry for validation as a reliable and "cool" parental figure. That doesn't justify his action, it was a stupid move on his part, but I think that he just wanted to finally appear trustworthy to Simon. But here, in this specific scene, here it's different.

O' how the turns have tabeled.

We see Simon already anxious and apprehensive to even re-approach his Father to give him the money because he knows the roads of his reactions, likely because of his alcoholism and addiction, Simon is use to heightened, influenced, highly-emotionally dependant reactions, and what we expect is that he'll open the door and his dad will go ape-shit knwoing that his son stole his stuff, and initially even I was scared for him. When he first opens the door with his low-toned "Here." and timid outstretched hand and Micke suddenly grabs him by the arm and pulls him in, I was fully expecting his Dad to explode, as is the unfortunate stereotypical characteristic of Alcoholics/Addicts seen in Media.

But once again, YR defied the conventional stigma that surrounds addiction and curb stomped my heart even more by having Micke ask "What the hell are you up to? Are you using?". Do I think that he was too physically aggressive and didn't need to put his hands on Simon? Yes, he didn't need to do that, but I think that it alludes to his disorientation. Instead of being consumed by the acknowledgement that Simon stole from him, being in a BAD STATE already mind, the source of his distress is coming from the worry that Simon has started using. Micke is someone who is riddled with regret and hates how he fucked up, and eventhough he does need to improve, he's worried that Simon is becoming like him.

He has a spurt of aggression where he pushes his son against the wall, but then he looks at Simon's (jUsTIFiED) annoyed and scared expression, and a fog is lifted from his eyes and a wave crashes into him like collapsing bricks and his tight fists unclench, his shoulders relax and he looks remorseful, he lowers his hands on his shirt and he hesitantly touches Simon's cheek and says "Please tell me you're not using. Huh?". And i think that Simon's age here really comes into play when he replies "What the fuck do you care?". To Simon, this whole exchange is just fucking weird, because why does Micke care? He hasn't shown any care before, so why now? And even after Micke says how it's not recreational and he needs the medication to function, Simon reminds him "You couldn't even stop using for mine and Sara's sake."

We're told and visually shown that Micke is a lousy excuse for a parent, but this tiny moment here means so much, because we're shown that Micke cares. Beyond the eyes of Simon, beyond his absence and comparison to Linda (BEST Mum, BEST Mum, BEST MUM <3), we are given a tiny thread of sincerity and genuine, un-alcohol influenced care. It's not for personal gain or benefit, it's not an apathetic excuse to appeal to Simon, it's not a disingenuine reason for his absence - He's actually afraid of Simon becoming like him, because he doesn't want his son falling down the same wormhole that he did.

The fact that the scene ends in Micke taking a step back and Simon shoving the money in his chest before walking out and slamming the door behind him, and Micke just stands there and let's the money fall is *sobbing broken chefs kiss* because it elevates Simon's individual story so much and I am just so happy that he is not an extension of the main romantic relationship and has meticulous complexities and layers laced into his story.

If you subjected your weary eyes to all of this - I am sorry and I propose marriage as a consolation because this was the prime ramblings of a lunatic.

#young royals netflix #young royals #tw swearing #omar rudberg #yr #please in s2 let simon and sara be okay #please #if anyone would like to discuss this even more or debate it nicely #or even if you just want to message me and scream about Young Royals #i am all ears and trembling limbs #edvin ryding #frida argento

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reluctanx · 3 years

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𝘽𝙉𝙃𝘼 𝙃𝙀𝘼𝘿𝘾𝘼𝙉𝙊𝙉 >> CLASS 1-B. || Fem!s/o

𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙀𝙍𝙎 𝙄𝙉𝘾𝙇𝙐𝘿𝙀𝘿: neito monoma, itsuka kendo, sen kaibara, ibara shiozaki, tetsutetsu tetsutetsu, reiko yanagi, setsuna tokage

𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂 (𝙎) : n/a [?]

-Neito Monoma

!! 🧺 | he’s actually very sweet, just a bit playful with you

!! 🧺 | he cracks joke just to make you laugh because your smile means EVERYTHING to him

!! 🧺 | i’m pretty sure he’s a nerd at color theory and would ALWAYS point out how beautiful your eyes are. even if it has a darker shade, he just knows that it’s a beautiful color that he loves so much

!! 🧺 | he doesn’t let other people touch his bunnies besides kendo, you may also be the exception

!! 🧺 | overly dramatic because he knows you can’t possibly, truly handle his bullshit

!! 🧺 | his teenager crush on you is so adorable, because he’s always in denial. or refuses to admit he have a crush on you

!! 🧺 | seeing that you’re not comparing him to a villain because of his quirk, wether it’s a joke or not. you automatically gain a part of his trust and respect. deadass

!! 🧺 | he bullies people for a reason, and you better deal with that

!! 🧺 | very argumentative, trying to fight with him with controversial topics is useless

!! 🧺 | LET. HIM. TOUCH. YO. HAIR………. pls

!! 🧺 | even if he tries, he can’t keep up late at night. HE WILL fall asleep, so sometimes you’ll be left on read accidentally-

!! 🧺 | when texting… he’s a total different person omg

!! 🧺 | no because if your seat is next to his, he will pass you the answers for the math exam.. (don’t lie, i know you’re a total dogshit at this subject. )

!! 🧺 | he’s a real big fan of Vlad king so you better be prepared seeing some of his merch in his closet

!! 🧺 | seeing you in his clothes makes him feel weird. he’ll try to make fun of you but he’s just really flustered to look at cha’ i swear

!! 🧺 | it’s rare to see him swear, so when he do so.. dear god..

!! 🧺 | HE DOESN’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR BODY SHAPE, SIZE OR WHATEVER, HE LOVES YOU THE WAY YOU ARE AND HE WILL REMIND YOU THAT

!! 🧺 | “you love me o’ sooo much it makes you look stupid.”

!! 🧺 | “don’t tell kendo about this, but i like you. for real.”

!! 🧺 | pronouns first with this man, pronouns = priority, pronouns respected. period.

!! 🧺 | he would be such a simp for you..

!! 🧺 | not obsessive or possesive, per se just jealous in a healthy way

!! 🧺 | “i’m literally a low quality version of bakugo.”

!! 🧺 | THEATRICAL, AS FUCK.

-Itsuka Kendo

!! 🧸 | SHE’S LITERALLY A SWEET HEART *SOBS SOBS*

!! 🧸 | she acts like your big sister sometimes.

!! 🧸 | she’s so shy and intimidated when she gets to date you bro..

!! 🧸 | your hero name? your hero costume? gives no shit, she find everything about you AMAZING.

!! 🧸 | you’re the little spoon, don’t prove me wrong, you’re the little spoon

!! 🧸 | she finds you so cute (especially if you have chubby cheeks, cause like uuuUhhh…)

!! 🧸 | she dresses you up when ya’ll get a girl days

!! 🧸 | she doesn’t know how to cook, depending on your cooking skills; either you get to cook or ya’ll order sum shit idk

!! 🧸 | she have a whole romantic cottagecore playlist dedicated for you whenever she thinks about you i swear.

!! 🧸 | you participates in her activity of : “knocking-down-neito-whenever-hes-been-an-ass”

!! 🧸 | can’t even afford to scold you the first time ya’ll meet, you’re so beautiful *sob sob*

!! 🧸 | if you’re in a social group space, you’re her favourite person, ya’ll are the duo of the friend group

!! 🧸 | “can’t sleep? that’s okay me too.”

!! 🧸 | picky, very picky eater. ya’ll may have trouble ordering something.

!! 🧸 | you’re the ticklish person, she’s the tickler. if you’re not, she’ll helplessly try to tickle you..-

!! 🧸 | “SPIDER, SPIDER!!”

!! 🧸 | your luck booster, i stg

!! 🧸 | she likes seeing you with fake cat ears, you look so adorable in her perspective

!! 🧸 | “LET’S WATCH A DISNEY MOVIE!!”

!! 🧸 | fast typer when texting.

!! 🧸 | you’re her angel, you are.

!! 🧸 | wants to be a make-up artist somedays.. so you better be ready and prepare to be a mannequin.

!! 🧸 | “you’re so weird *faces you* you’re so weird.”

!! 🧸 | 256 HOURS LONG OF TALK AND CHATS WHEN SHE ENCOUNTERS A LONG TIME FRIEND AT THE MALL

!! 🧸 | she wants to be a princess, your princess

!! 🧸 | SAY THAT YOU LOVE HER HAIR AND SHE WILL FLUSH

!! 🧸 | “why are you so pretty 🥺’

!! 🧸 | cottagecore lesbians :)

!! 🧸 | holding your hands + kisses + pecks on the lips, physical affection <<<<<<<<

!! 🧸 | gives you her stuffies, trust me she have LOADS of stuffies

!! 🧸 | BLUSHES SO HARD WHEN YOU WEAR HER CLOTHES

Sen Kaibara

!! 📢 | you don’t understand, the amount of love he holds for you is HUGE!

!! 📢 | fairly confident when he’s fighting by your side, you give him confidence..

!! 📢 | bad habits to compare your beauty with his

!! 📢 | trying to make him blush? oh honey, you don’t have to try once you have a relationship with him..

!! 📢 | his smile <<<<<<<<<<<<<

!! 📢 | usually quiet but tends to be talkative ONLY to you

!! 📢 | his heart beats faster and faster when you get close to him, but his face says 😐

!! 📢 | “kiss me already, dummy”

!! 📢 | really likes anime actually, ya’ll watch animes or read mangas sometimes :)

!! 📢 | *strokes strokes, scrubs scrubs your hair gently*

!! 📢 | thinks you look so cute in his clothes but doesn’t mention it

!! 📢 | secretly tries to get one of the things you crave for (an item, celebrity’s autograph idk sum shit)

!! 📢 | mockery against you? not on his watch.

!! 📢 | his love language is physical touch *sobs sobs*

!! 📢 | rubs your hand gently to calm you down when you feel anxious

!! 📢 | old times french love songs of edith piaf is his jam..

!! 📢 | hopeless romantic :c

!! 📢 | insecure? not on his watch,

!! 📢 | gives you his juice box to you and only to you

!! 📢 | you’re his first kiss

!! 📢 | BEST HUG GIVER

!! 📢 | the type to put your hair behind your ears

!! 📢 | “you’re my everything..”

!! 📢 | KISSES YOUR CHEEKS INTENSIVELY

!! 📢 | loves to feel euphoric, you make him euphoric

!! 📢 | you get the blower during summer lmao

!! 📢 | buys you loads of icecreams during summer

!! 📢 | go to the heater side during winter, right now, right here.

!! 📢 | everything you ask somethinh, he’ll answer instantly

!! 📢 | want something? dont worry, sen gotchu’

!! 📢 | SIMP

!! 📢 | wants to be someone truly meaningful to you

!! 📢 | you make him feel special for doing literally nothing

!! 📢 | he loves you, so so much.

Ibara Shiozaki

!! 🌱| literally the momo yaoyorazu of class 1-b but more theatrical

!! 🌱| you kinda just already knew that she have a preference for girls

!! 🌱| “mo- mother nature? what kind of silly things are you spouting out of that mouth of yours…”

!! 🌱| you are literally babied by her

!! 🌱| good baker and easily make your favorite dish/dessert

!! 🌱| you’re her top priority, and she carefully pays attention to you. deadass, she’s the type to wipe your mouth with her favorite tissue while she’s talking about a serious matter with her teamates bro

!! 🌱| she’s such a nerd in the rom-com industry, and gets pretty shy when you proceed to do something that is similar to a scene about one of her few rom-com movies. (ex: kadebon)

!! 🌱| she laughs so easily..

!! 🌱| “you’re so precious.”

!! 🌱| she showed all the symptoms of “crushing” back then, and you already knew that.

!! 🌱| everytime you hype her up, she smiles widely

!! 🌱| she’s so gift giving, she can’t leave you without giving you a gift first

!! 🌱| all the gifts you gave her stays safe and sound in her room

!! 🌱| “i might never be your hero, but i’ll be the winner of your heart.”

!! 🌱| she wants you to wear her clothes so ya’ll can match :)

!! 🌱| she’s quite wealthy, so she buys you some expensive gifts that reminds her of you

!! 🌱| always wrap her arms around you everywhere

!! 🌱| teases you but a lot

!! 🌱| she likes to do gardening stuff with you

!! 🌱| full knowledge on plants, every flowers she offers you was because of a characteristic that reminds her of you

!! 🌱| her efforts to be committed in your relationship is so visible

!! 🌱| always slips a little ‘I love you” everydays

!! 🌱| your love, affection and attention is enough to repay her for her consistent efforts.

!! 🌱| gets easily jealous but tries to hide it, but you obviously can tell due to her uncontrollable blush

!! 🌱| as she is so gift giving, you’ll try to argue with her saying she doesn’t need to give her this much gifts

!! 🌱| she gets overwhelmed when you make out of an exam/mission

!! 🌱| loves to give you a head massage while reading a book

!! 🌱| come and stargaze with her >:|

!! 🌱| kisses the back of your hand

!! 🌱| show you off when she have the chance to

!! 🌱| compared to what you may have assumed, she puts a lot of trust in her words when showin’ you off.

!! 🌱| “everyday and everynight, you make me happy just by thinking of your silly little face.”

!! 🌱| HELPS YOU WITH HOMEWORK

!! 🌱| SLEEPOVERS!!

!! 🌱| she felt insecure about her hair, so the fact that you had he audacity to pet her head made her fall inlove with you.

!! 🌱| gets genuinely confused when you laugh at her dramatic behavior

!! 🌱| her humor is kinda bad, so she may laugh at the stupidest thing ever

Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu

!! 🦈| oh boy, everything would be so wild with him

!! 🦈| you cannot leave the room without giving him a hug first

!! 🦈| awkward, like really

!! 🦈| “you’re the most coolest— beautifulest—…uuh.. person!”

!! 🦈| doesn’t academically succeed a lot, but puts a lot of efforts in his works. every praises you give him makes him smile

!! 🦈| makes you laugh without him knowing

!! 🦈| please, he probably starts to laugh when you start talking too fast because he doesn’t understand-

!! 🦈| in summer, he turns his arms into steel so you can grip against it (since steel is usually cold)

!! 🦈| probably have adhd

!! 🦈| loves to caress your cheeks

!! 🦈| sometimes kisses your little fingers for fun

!! 🦈| buddies to lover trope :D

!! 🦈| uses kaomoji than emojis

!! 🦈| his favorite song is teenage dirtbag

!! 🦈| he requires a good listener as his s/o, because he is a very talkative person and bring numerous topics and persons at the same time when talking to him

!! 🦈| “you’re extra-beautiful..”

!! 🦈| offers a fish related plushie

!! 🦈| shows off his abs for you

!! 🦈| two dumb hoes doing shit trope

!! 🦈| “you kinda remind me of an otter..?

!! 🦈| “wanna be a teenage dirtbag with me?”

!! 🦈| he calls you the popular girl of the school for a reason.. 😭

!! 🦈| calls you tetsutetsu junior when you wear his clothes

!! 🦈| openly admit that ya’ll are in a relationship to everyone

!! 🦈| is actually ticklish himself-

!! 🦈| loves to kiss your forehead

!! 🦈| loves to point out how cute you are

!! 🦈| definitely introduces you to fatgum and kirishima

!! 🦈| he can’t really came up with a petname.. so he’ll give you stupid ones

!! 🦈| as you can tell, he’s clearly not experienced but he tries, for you :)

!! 🦈| okay but power couple

!! 🦈| “if you steal the blankets, i am about to put my cold feets on you.”

!! 🦈| gets out of hands when he’s too excited

!! 🦈| gives you back hugs when you’re not feeling well

!! 🦈| best caregiver 🥺

!! 🦈| adores you

!! 🦈| play games with you :)

!! 🦈| sends you stupid note under the door whenever you’re taking a shit-

Reiko Yanagi

!! 👻|| you managed to get on her soft side when you told her that she wasn’t weird in any ways

!! 👻|| very quiet and patient with you

!! 👻|| really doesn’t wish to disturb or scare you, but she can’t let go of you — you were so nice

!! 👻|| when you tease her.. she’s a blushing mess

!! 👻|| you’re the only person she hangs most of her time with

!! 👻||she thinks that you’re so, so cool.

!! 👻|| doesn’t know how to react to all of your compliments, just knows how to cuddle

!! 👻|| she makes you listen to her favorite genre of music

!! 👻|| she tries her best to make your relationship with her dynamic as possible!

!! 👻|| with that say, praising is one of her top quality

!! 👻|| as much as she doesn’t know how to handle your praise, she can slap you back with her

!! 👻||”hey.. how abour we kiss? uh- um.. if- if you want to.”

!! 👻|| is actually a good kisser-

!! 👻|| her only way to calm you down was to kiss you when you get overwhelmed

!! 👻|| reiko is a really good listener and would literally listen to your 5 hours long story as she stare at you the whole time

!! 👻|| when you mention that her bags were really cool… good job bro, now she loves you

!! 👻|| SHE’S SO CLINGY, LIKE REALLY CLINGY

!! 👻|| unexpectedly good in video games

!! 👻|| “w-whoa.. i didn’t expected you to wear my clothes..you look adorable..”

!! 👻|| gets truly passionate when talking about paranormal facts

!! 👻|| she loves to play with the strands of your hair

!! 👻|| quality time <<<<<<<<

!! 👻|| would always remind you how beautiful you are

!! 👻|| once you have her sweater wrapped around your body, it’s officially yours now because she says so

!! 👻|| soft spokesperson with you bro..

!! 👻|| seems more confident when texting

!! 👻|| she loves taking pictures of you

!! 👻|| she probably wanted to make you visit the beach during the sunset

!! 👻|| she’s so proud of you..

!! 👻|| “oh, you deserve all of the praises of the world.”

!! 👻|| can’t even look at you in the eyes,, you’re so CUTE!!

!! 👻|| never leave you alone, never will or would

!! 👻|| always grips on your shirt so that you don’t get to be lost in a mission

!! 👻|| regularly checks up on you

!! 👻|| gives you LOADS of snacks during lunch

Setsuna Tokage

!! 🐊| COMMITTED IN THE RELATIONSHIP

!! 🐊| literally takes you out everywhere on ya’ll date

!! 🐊| don’t be shy, skateboard with her

!! 🐊| literally asks to be partnered up with you during the sport festivals

!! 🐊| will do everything for you

!! 🐊| have a reptile pet, you’re the only person knowing about that

!! 🐊| CHERISH YOU UNTIL SHE DIES

!! 🐊| “my sweet sweet pumpkin pie!”

!! 🐊| “let me kiss you until you can’t handle me anymore, darling.”

!! 🐊| she loves snuggling to your neck and leave soft kisses

!! 🐊| eyes contact is important

!! 🐊| you’re her favourite person

!! 🐊| ya’ll be ruining your sleep schedule for each other

!! 🐊| you guys always wear something that matches with the other (a hat, item, shirt.. etc.)

!! 🐊| setsuna announces her relationship with you to the class as if she proposed to you in a mariage

aight ya’ll, bye!

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spencersstrawberryjello · 3 years

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Shitty Slasher Film (Spencer Reid + gn!MC - platonic)

Summary: SPOILERS FOR SEASON 8 (and minor season 7 spoilers but I figure if you’ve seen season 8 you’ve probably seen season 7 already lmao) MC and Spencer decide to go see a slasher film, but it takes a turn for the worse when the killer begins to stalk his victim.

Content: Hurt/Comfort (because literally what else do I write at this point)

Warnings: Descriptions of violence, depressive thoughts, and swearing

MC’s name and pronouns: Neither explicitly mentioned

Word Count: 2285

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The plan was simple.

We were going to see a new horror movie in the theaters - it seemed similar to a slasher film that Morgan, Garcia, Reid and I had seen like six or seven months ago, so I didn’t think anything of it when we booked the tickets. Morgan and Garcia couldn’t make it tonight, unfortunately, but we still elected to go on our own, thinking it would be a fun little outing. That was, until the film started.

The lights came up on a woman, walking through a back alley alone, at night. Typical. I even glanced over at Spencer and rolled my eyes a bit, and he grinned at the stereotypical horror movie trope.

She died, of course, and for the first half of the movie I genuinely thought it was going to be exactly what we assumed. We were laughing at the ridiculousness of it all, with the stupid special effects and the subpar acting. But everything went off the rails after the first half of the movie.

The killer had revealed his primary target, his endgame, and - much to my horror - he had begun to stalk her.

Scenes of her creating a disguise, moving houses, throwing away her phone, spun a dark web that I didn’t ever want to think about. But I had more pressing things to worry about than my fear at a movie that was literally intended to make you scared.

I glanced over at Spencer, and I could tell that his breathing had picked up. His hands were gripping the arms of the chair, knuckles as white as his face had turned. I put a hand over his, and his attention snapped to me.

“Hey, are you alright?” I asked him. It was a stupid question, and one I already knew the answer to, but it was the first thing I could think to say. He looked like he was weighing his options for a moment before he shook his head.

“Do you want to leave?” I followed. He nodded, eyes wild, and we quickly grabbed our bags and left, just as the stalker had pulled a gun on his victim. Spencer took one last look at the screen, watching with wide eyes as the victim begged for her life. It was like a trainwreck; he couldn’t take his eyes off the movie, and I couldn’t take my eyes off him as the stalker pulled the trigger, and the woman crumpled to the ground. He practically jumped out of his skin when the gunshots fired, and I grabbed his arm to usher him out.

I didn’t realize the full extent of his panic until we made it out of the theater, bursting through the doors into the significantly brighter lights of the hallway. He immediately sat down on the couch near the doors, head in his hands, breathing rapidly.

“Ok, you’ve gotta breathe, Reid. You’ve gotta breathe, alright? In through your nose, out through your mouth, can you do that?” I adjusted my breathing to fit the pattern, and saw that he had started to slow his as well. “Good, ok… we can sit here for as long as you need to, just focus on your breathing.”

He gave me an almost imperceptible nod, continuing to breathe slowly before lifting his head from his hands. His eyes were red, and it was clear he’d been trying to fight off tears.

“Reid, I’m so sorry -”

It was at that moment that he cut me off with a hug, tucking his head in the crook of my neck as I felt his body lightly shake with sobs. After a second I hugged him back, not used to physical affection from him, but not opposed as long as he was ok with it.

“It reminded you too much of Maeve, didn’t it?” I asked, trying to ensure that the story I had in my head was correct. He nodded, his breath coming in short gasps again, and I hugged him a bit tighter. “Reid, I’m so sorry, I never would’ve suggested this movie if I’d known the turn the story was going to take.”

He shook his head, sucking in deep breaths before finally attempting to speak. “No, no, it’s ok, I know that you wouldn’t have done this on purpose. It’s just…”

He trailed off, but I knew what he was trying to say. “I was there that day, Reid. I know how much she meant to you.”

“The girl in the movie kind of looked like her. You know? Same hair, same face shape… when I saw the fear in her eyes, all I could imagine was Maeve, terrified, with a gun to her head. The woman I love - loved. The woman I loved. Scared, and alone.”

“Oh, Reid… you know it’s not your fault, right? You did everything you could to save her.”

“No. No, I didn’t. I should’ve closed my eyes, I should’ve tackled Diane - hell, I should’ve shot that bitch the minute I walked into the room! Instead I stood there. I stood there while the woman I loved died in front of me, and I didn’t do anything to stop it.”

“Spencer.” I put my hands on his shoulders, pulling back from the hug to look into his eyes. “You absolutely cannot blame yourself for this. What happened to Maeve was horrible, but it was not your fault. And you can’t live your life with that on your conscience.”

“Maybe I deserve to.” His voice was soft as he tucked his head back into the crook of my neck, and I put my arms around him, one hand lightly rubbing his back. My heart broke for the man in my arms - my best friend - as he sniffled, a few stray tears still trickling down his face.

“You don’t deserve to live with that kind of guilt, Spencer. Guilt for something you didn’t even do. And I’m so, so sorry that you feel that way. And I’m so sorry about what happened.”

“Sorry doesn’t make it go away,” He argued, his voice muffled by the fabric of my t-shirt, “Sorry doesn’t bring her back.”

I heard his voice hitch when he said it, and I held him a bit tighter. “I know it doesn’t.”

He was silent for a moment before he spoke again, his voice thick with tears begging to be released. “I just wish I could bring her back.”

It was as if saying it broke something in him, and I felt his body shake as he cried again, consumed by grief and guilt unlike anything I could ever imagine. He was usually so closed off about his emotions that having him crying in my arms was a rare occurrence, even after years of friendship. The last time he was like this was after Emily’s… “death,” and even that wasn’t near as intense.

I wasn’t sure how long we sat on that bench, the orange lights of the movie theater hallway creating a strange liminal sensation as I held Spencer, finally releasing the emotions he’d clearly been pushing away since Maeve’s death.

Eventually, he stopped crying, his breathing returning to something close to normal, and he pulled away from me, his eyes red from tears.

“I’m sor -”

“Nope, do not even start to apologize. There’s nothing to apologize for.”

He closed his mouth, contemplating saying something else for a second before nodding, hugging me again.

“Thank you.”

“Of course, Reid. Do you want to go back to my place? We can order a pizza, and watch a movie - something we know this time. If you need to be alone, I understand, but -”

He shook his head. “I’d like that.”

“Good,” I sucked in a deep breath, trying to steady my own breathing after everything that just happened, “Good. Are you ok to walk to the car?”

“Yeah… I’m not sure how talkative I’m going to be tonight though…” He kind of trailed off, clearly drained, but not wanting to be alone.

“I understand; you know there’s no expectations with me, Reid. If you want to just wrap yourself up in a blanket and eat junk food, I get it. I just want to be there, to make sure that you’re ok.”

He gave me a small smile, and I grinned, grabbing his hand to help him off the bench. We made our way out to my car, and I climbed in, starting it before turning on the radio.

Spencer was pretty much silent the entire drive back to my apartment, the noise in the car mostly consisting of the music and my less than stellar singing. When we finally pulled into the complex, we headed upstairs to my place.

“I’m gonna order the food. Do you wanna find something on Netflix you like?” I asked as I unlocked the door. He nodded, and I threw my keys on the kitchen counter, putting in the pizza order on my computer. I saw him grab a blanket from the basket in the living room, wrapping it around his shoulders and plopping down on my couch.

I expected to return to the living room to see whatever movie we were watching cued up on the TV. Instead, I saw Spencer, staring at the wall across from him, remote untouched on the coffee table.

“Hey,” I sat down next to him, gently putting one hand on his shoulder, “Is there anything else you want to talk about?”

He was silent for a moment, and I could see the mental battle he was fighting. Eventually, he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.

“I’m afraid… I’m afraid that if I allow myself to grieve, if I allow myself to think about what happened, I won’t be able to stop. It’s been almost four months, I thought the pain would be gone by now. But it isn’t, it’s… I just miss her. I miss her so much.”

“I know, Reid. I know.”

He leaned into me, and I didn’t hesitate to wrap my arms around him, the thoughts of pizza and a movie completely abandoned in my mind. Instead, all of my attention was on Spencer as he spoke again.

“On the last case, Rossi talked to me. I told him that I wasn’t sleeping because whenever I did, I would dream of her. Of Maeve. And everytime I saw her, I felt nothing but relief flooding my mind. I told him how she would always ask me to dance, and how I always said no. I never even got to hold her when she was alive, and I was scared that if I gave into the fantasy, I would be lost forever,” He took in a shaky breath before he continued, “And he said I should. He said, ‘just let it happen, Spencer.’ So I did. I danced with her, I held her, and when I woke up, she was all I could think about. The way it felt to wrap my arms around her, the way her head fit perfectly into the crook of my neck while we danced. It took another day before I could think about anything but her, before I could stop wallowing in my grief enough to function. And since that night, I haven’t allowed myself to give into the fantasy again, the fantasy of having her back. I think… I think that if I let it happen again, I won’t be able to come back from it. It’ll just consume me.”

“Spencer…” I trailed off, unsure of what to say. He just shook his head, telling me I didn’t need to say anything as we sat there on my couch in silence. He wasn’t crying, he hadn’t cried since we left the theater. He was just… hollow. Everything that he’d been trying to repress - to compartmentalize - had finally caught up to him, in the form of a shitty slasher movie that we’d gotten cheap tickets to see.

I held him tighter, wishing that I could figure out something to say to comfort him, to take away his pain. But I knew there was nothing I could do. Nothing I could do but just be there.

“Have you ever considered talking to someone? Like, not someone from the team - a professional?” I asked.

“I’ve thought about it. But… we’re experts in human behavior, you know? What’s a therapist going to be able to tell me that I can’t already profile myself?”

“Well, it might be helpful to have a licensed professional to talk to about this stuff. Someone who can actually give you advice on how to handle your emotions. Because as much as I am absolutely here for you no matter what, I’m afraid I’m not great at mental health advice.”

“Yeah… maybe.” He sounded dubious about the idea, and while I wanted to encourage him further, I didn’t want to push him today. So I settled for just gently rubbing his back as he laid in my arms, staring at the wall. Eventually, the doorbell rang, and I got up to get the pizza, bringing it back into the living room and setting it down on the coffee table. By now, he’d sat up, the blanket still pulled around his shoulders, but at least a bit more present.

“Thank you,” He said, for the second time that day. I just smiled at him.

“Of course. I love you, Reid. And I’m always here, whatever you need.”

“I love you too,” He gave me a small smile back before turning his attention to the coffee table, “But I also love food - I’m starving.”

I laughed as I handed him a plate, joining him on the couch as we both dug in.

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nylwnder · 3 years

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you should do an explanation of why each song is on there! i think that would be really cool ngl

hiii i love the idea of this, thank you anon!!!!! (i’m so happy y’all care tho omg 🥺✋)

it’s under the cut ✨

bubs <3

i want to give him the biggest hug.

2h 53m

frank — alina baraz

endlessly — alina baraz

okay so i absolutely adore alina and if you’ve seen me mention that i’m making an album series, it’s going to be this album! these are two songs that just give me falling in love vibez, it’s so ethereal to me. and when i see willy i genuinely play this in my head. i have more alina down the playlist so it would be the same thing for them!

yours — maye

the lyrics <3 i definitely think about the lyrics a lot and i feel like it sums up what i feel about our beautiful blonde haired boy!

want u around — omar apollo, ruel

i fucking love this song. like LOVE it. the vibes vibes vibes vibes vibes!!!!!!!!! the beat, the way it makes me feel, ugh i definitely vibe with it and i feel like willy would too :)

god is a women — ariana grande

when i picture the other party in a relationship with will, i definitely feel like he’s absolutely going to make you feel like a goddess!!!! every time he sees you, he could practically just knee down to you.

the louvre — lorde

abajzjaknskalakakk okay before i start sobbing, definitely have a strong connection to this song and i can just picture a night out, we hit the city and let’s just vibe!!! “they’ll hang us in the louvre” yes cause we would be the cutest couple hands down. <3

chateau — angus & julia stone

we’re in the car, wind blowing in our hair, and the lyrics just sum it up! the beat of this, it just makes me so happy! the whole scene i picture every time i hear this is so candid and it makes my heart flutter every time.

alone with you — alina baraz

take it home — alina baraz

i literally just picture willy every time i hear her lol.

at my worst — pink sweat$, kehlani

our love would be so powerful. these lyrics make me sob! I WANT IT.

green eyes — uncle chris

if y’all seen my fancam of willy to this, (linked here) it definitely proves that it goes so well with him. it makes me feel so warm and i picture domestic life with will on this song.

thinking bout you — ariana grande

cause i’m always thinking about him hehe.

“got me losing my breathe, nobody got me the way that you did. had my eyes rolling back, had me arching my back.” :-)

ivy — frank ocean

i know it’s a sadish song but there’s this playfulness in here from the music itself that i picture willy with. plus he has this song repeated in his playlist so i know we’d be vibing!!!!!!

coming to my senses — alina baraz

i wanna make a fic with this song about him cause i can’t get him out of my head every time i hear this song. alina baraz x william nylander supremacy.

so damn into you — vlad holiday

this is me drowning in love with will.

collide — tiana major9, earthgang

holy fuck i’m obsessed with this song. this makes me hug him, kiss him, caress him, laying down and the sunlight hitting his skin. it makes me so fuzzy like absjaksnksmzkak give me a minute- *SOBS*

comfortable — h.e.r.

this makes me feel so warm, like willy would deadass radiate this to you. “whenever i get around you, i lose it” bitch i ain’t even met him and he sends me spiraling.

tú — maye

i think of will when i’m also listening to maye, so i needed to add some of her songs! and definitely relate him to the lyrics!! this is in spanish, but basically she’s saying: you’re the only one for me. i wanna follow you around all the time. and she loves him so much cause he treats her so very well.

lighting & thunder — jhené aiko, john legend

“what kind of spell do you have me under?” so warm, so cuddly, so peaceful, i want to hug him y’all don’t KNOW HOW MUCH!!!!!!!!!

heartbeats — josé gonzález

stay alive — josé gonzález

so i found these lovely songs on his playlists and i fell in love with them and he loves them so <3

love from ngc 7318 — barnes blvd, tanerélle

again this takes me back to the goddess thing i mentioned earlier. it’s so ethereal and so good and ugh i love it. i legit cannot think of anyone else. “killing the time, building a fort, wrapped in each other as we fall in love.” lovelyyyyyy

k. — cigarettes after sex

each time you fall in love — cigarettes after sex

it’s a rainy day, idk you don’t feel well, and willy comes home from practice and y’all just melt into each others warmth and these songs play in the back as they lull you both to sleep.

take me to church — hozier

if you’ve seen, i did mention i was writing a smutty fic of willy to this song. i’m sorta insecure about it rn, but i feel with some more editing it will show what i think about everytime i hear it. “TAKKEEE MEEE TO CHURRRCHHHH”

movement — hozier

talk — hozier

sexc ;)

let me love you — ariana grande, lil wayne

willy let me love u. pls.

pretty boy — the neighborhood

this song makes me so soft and who better than to think of our lovely blue eyed baby that i love so fucking muchhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!

let’s fall in love for the night — finneas

running around and laughing and teasing each other. idk this at 3am with will, it just feels like it would slap.

esa carita — rusowsky

another spanish song! “esa carita” translates to “that (sweet) face” and the whole song it just talks about how beautiful the persons face is. so that speaks for itself! but the song idk it’s very cuddly and cute and i wanna kiss all over his pretty face.

always forever — cults

stargazing — the neighborhood

come on, omg these, at night, fuckinh vibing, and just being so happy that we love each other so much. i’d be so happy. willy where u at!!?????

tadow — masego, fkj

someone made an edit to the boys in their suits to this song and it lives in my head rent free. and he just matched it so well

blue light — kelela

why do i picture stripping when i hear this? anyways it’s either him or me so…. shsjkakakskkal lmao

morocco — alina baraz, 6lack

okay here goes my sexc stage of the playlist. just the lyrics :)

bite — njomza

this, okay y’all, the lyrics just radiate our boy willy styles. if you don’t hear it, try again. lmao “sexy won’t you undresss for me” had me deadass laughing but we’re staring facts here. “GOT ME SIGNING HIGH NOTES THAT CAN WAKE THE NEIGHBOURS. TALKING DIRTY, RIDING STURDY. I LOVE IT WHEN YOU LET ME RIDE IT LIKE A JETSKI, YOU A PRO WHEN YOU SLIDE IN LIKE GRETZKY. YOU HIT YOUR MARK EVERY TIME LIKE YOU MESSI. FUCK ALL THAT CUTE SHIT, I LIKE IT WHEN IT’S MESSY. BITE.”

ungodly hour — chloe x halle

“love me at the ungodly hour”. goals.

love 2 u — jmsn

the guitar in this, jesus take the wheel!!!!! i feel like willy would know exactly what to do to you with this song playing in the back.

versos de placer — maye

another spanish song! (ya girls spanish so you guys gotta vibe with me!!!) it makes me so happy and it’s pretty much saying you love me so fucking well pls don’t leave.

slow dancing in the dark — joji

slow dance with me willy :(

big jet plane — angus & julia stone

just running away from all our problems. just the two of us. that’s it. “GONNA TAKE YOU FOR A RIDE ON A BIG JET PLANE”

can i — kehlani

hehe :-)

tonight — summer walker

my fancam speaks for itself. watch it here!

woman — doja cat

“LET ME BE YOUR WOMAN” PLSSSSS

#you’re so sexc if you read the whole thing #if you love the songs mwah ily we should get married #g! talks music #william nylander #toronto maple leafs #asks answered #hola anon <3 #william marry me challenge #william nylander imagine

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pudding-head-kenma · 4 years

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Our Sparkle [ Atsumu x Reader ]

Request: HAHAHAH okay okay. may i request domestic! au atsumu w/ a fem!s/o who is visiting practice with their baby or something 🥺🥺 i don’t mind if it’s a hc or imagine 💘 ty baby and take ur time

A/N: If he’s OOC that’s my bad I don’t know much about him, I read a few other imagines and a few things about him to write this, it’s mostly me craving fluff

A few years ago, you might have been upset.

Scratch that. A few years ago, you would definitely have been upset.

Everytime your then-boyfriend would stay out late practicing during high school, you would definitely be more than a little annoyed. You’d often wait for him to text you, to let you know he had gotten home safely, or even for a goodnight text that never seemed to come. Even so, you knew it wasn’t because he didn’t love you – if anything, despite what others thought of him, Atsumu treated you just right. He often showed his love even if he wasn’t necessarily the most vocal about it, his cocky and teasing nature often showing during matches, but not as much during your alone time. It wasn’t about him not showing you love at all, it was just that you worried about him.

You fondly recall nagging him many times, how he’d come home completely exhausted and sore. The satisfied smile on his face didn’t help him at all. Now, despite many things changing, your fiancée remains the same. He still stays out late practicing, and he still means no harm in that. He just genuinely forgets.

The more time went by, the more you found yourself changing as well. You no longer worried as intensely, having grown used to his countless late nights and playful complaints of exhaustion. Although, from time to time, you would still remind him that it was his fault for overworking himself like that.

As for being upset, that was no longer your job.

Hiroki had taken that spot.

You glance at the clock once more, 11:50 shining in bright red numbers, and you throw your head back with a quiet sigh as you keep holding onto your crying toddler. He missed his dad, and you know that, but there’s really not much you can do.

Atsumu is a good father, he always tries his hardest with Hiroki, and he pampers the boy with so much affection. However, the downside is that your son has grown very attached to his dad – he wants to be just like him, and be around him at all times. Late night practice sessions prove to be a problem.

Usually, you’re able to get him under control. For someone who often teases your fiancée for spoiling your child, you’re guilty of the same crime, almost as guilty as him. It’s no wonder he has grown attached to you as well, and can be often put to sleep just by you lying next to him on the bed. But his dad is still his hero, so every once in a while there’s a tantrum whenever Atsumu is out for longer than usual.

Today just happens to be one of those days.

You carefully reach for your phone, all while rocking Hiroki as gently as you can, trying to get him to calm down. His sobbing has stopped, and he’s no longer yelling, but you can definitely still see the tears running down his cheeks because his dad won’t read him a bedtime story.

“Do you wanna go see Daddy?”

That seems to make the crying stop. Hiroki is confused for a second, sniffling to stop himself from sobbing before quickly nodding – you can always tell he’s excited by the way he nods, he keeps direct eye contact and tries to move his head as fast as possible, as if that will show how dedicated he is.

With a smile, you reach over to press your lips against his cheeks, exaggerating a few kissing sounds in order to get him to laugh again. The mention of his father allows him to giggle, and soon enough you’re able to clean his tears away and wipe his nose. You don’t like keeping him awake for this long, but just once won’t hurt…

You check your phone to make sure you don’t have any messages from your fiancée, and once you do you decide to get Hiroki out of his pajamas and into some warm, comfy clothes. He’s an easy child, and being eager to see his dad only helps, so it takes you almost no time to get him dressed and ready to go out. You’re sure he’ll feel better and fall asleep as soon as he sees Atsumu, so you make sure to dress him extra warm so that it’s easier for him to fall asleep.

The car ride is short; it’s barely past midnight once you make it to the gymnasium, where you can already hear the shoes screeching as they rub against the floor, the loud thumps from balls hitting the ground and a few different voices calling out in praise. Despite the sounds being loud, Hiroki isn’t scared at all – he has come to associate them with his dad, so he’s more than excited to enter the gym.

You look in first, slowly opening the door while leaving Hiroki outside – you can’t risk a ball coming flying with no warning, after all. You’re holding his hand, and he’s smart enough to know he’s supposed to wait outside until he can walk by your side. You poke your head inside and immediately spot your fiancée. They’re not in the middle of a game, they’re mostly practicing their spiking and receives, so you’re confident enough to step inside with your son excitedly following you.

Bokuto is the first to notice you. You expect nothing less, Atsumu is focused on setting, and you know how he is when he gets deep into practice. Bokuto, on the other hand, is focused as well, but he’s far more aware of his surroundings than the rest of the team. He’s eagerly finishing a bottle of water, barely waiting to swallow before calling out for you – seriously, you fear for his life sometimes.

“Y/N! Hey hey hey!” His loud voice has you rolling your eyes fondly, now more than used to his odd greetings – which, according to Hinata, have been this way since high school as well. He walks over to you, crouching down so he can talk to Hiroki as well.

You don’t pay much attention to what he’s saying, because as soon as Bokuto started shouting your fiancée turned to look at you, asking for a quick break and jogging over to you. As always, Atsumu looks his best when he’s playing, so it’s no wonder you can’t seem to take your eyes off of him as he approaches the three of you.

“Hey. I’m sorry, practice ran later than I thought it would, I should have said something.” His apology is sincere, and even though you weren’t necessarily looking for one you accept it with a small smile, leaning in to kiss him. It’s a quick peck, but it immediately takes some pressure off of your shoulders. Bokuto seemed to take it as his hint to leave, so he pats his teammate’s back and rushes away back to the court.

“Hiroki really missed you.” You explain quietly, not wanting to disturb everyone else. Right on cue, your son is tugging at his dad’s shorts, trying to get his attention so he can be picked up. Atsumu is sweaty, his arms are most likely sore, but even then he doesn’t hesitate to lean down and easily pick him up, holding him close and pressing a kiss to his forehead.

“Yeah? You missed me?” He teases playfully, but you know in reality he just wants to hear it – as much as Hiroki likes his dad and thinks he’s a big hero, the big hero that means the world to him, you would say it’s Atsumu that’s more attached to him. He likes being his son’s hero, and he likes hearing the praise and love from him. Hiroki is quick to nod, clinging to his dad with no intention of letting go. Your heart warms at the scene, and suddenly the stress of the day melts away. “What about Mommy, did Mommy miss me as well?”. You roll your eyes, trying to cover up the small smile tugging at the corner of your lips.

“Eh, you know. I don’t really care.” You’re joking, he knows it. Hiroki apparently doesn’t. He’s nodding again, babbling out a few words about how you did, indeed, miss Atsumu, and that it was mommy that wanted to come here. You gasp, looking at your son and pressing a finger to your lips, pretending he shouldn’t have said that. But he knows when you’re mad and when you’re not, so instead of being worried he just giggles again, and you’re unable to stop yourself from doing the same.

“So you used our son as an excuse to come see me? You like blaming an innocent child?” He’s still playful, even after all this time. Somehow, the spark between you never died down, instead it flared into something bigger: Hiroki, your sparkle. As cheesy as it sounds to everyone else, he’s the walking proof of your love. You cringe just thinking about those words, but somehow his name is fitting for that exact reason. Why should you be the one cringing? Atsumu came up with it in the first place!

“The innocent child wanted Daddy to read him a bedtime story, I have nothing to do with it.” You hold your hands up in defense, and your son’s eyes light up at the mention of a story. He still doesn’t understand that Atsumu would need to get back to practice soon, but that doesn’t prove to be an issue – your fiancée would never deny him anything.

“Oh? Then I better hurry up, I’ve kept you both waiting for long enough.”

He knows as well as you that your son falls asleep quickly if you’re all together, so as the three of you walk towards the benches he holds the sleepy toddler to his chest, muttering out a few words that you’re only vaguely processing. You’re tired, but the scene in front of you gives you energy. In the middle of the noisy gymnasium, surrounded by the career he loves the most, Atsumu doesn’t think twice before ignoring it in order to take care of the two people he loves the most. You can’t help but think about how lucky you are, and if the team is glancing at you guys fondly or playfully, you don’t seem to notice. Instead, you notice how your fiancée speaks in a soft manner, how he presses kisses all over Hiroki’s face, and how he has him sleeping in a matter of ten minutes. Atsumu has grown so much, and you were lucky enough to watch him grow.

He passes the sleeping toddler back to you as gently as he can, pressing a kiss to your forehead as well with a quiet promise of going home soon, and that you can go ahead first. Your head shakes before you think too much about it, and you’re refusing. It’s a once in a while thing, but you’ll stay. You’ll wait for him.

And just like that, your fiancée seems to be filled with brand new energy, knowing both of the people he loves the most are there to support him as he does the thing he loves the most. And if you have to wait another hour, as your arms go numb while Hiroki curls up further into you, you don’t complain. You just watch, unable to wipe away your smile.

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyū!!#hq #hq!!#haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #atsumu #miya atsumu #atsumu x reader #miya atsumu x reader

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downywrites · 3 years

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Bird is back, but bird wrote not funny stuff. It is Sap.

random angst, no tickles LMAOO tw: death, blood, losing control?? RIP y’all have all the angst for now HAHA

Don’t worry though, I will be back with tickle stuff eventually lol

Sapnap is not happy with the rain.

Sapnap always knew he was different from the others. Everytime they would scream when a smolder of flame erupted from him in a fit of fury. The snarls of rage that sent people cowering, even when he furiously apologized. The feeling of animosity that was mutually shared between him and everyone’s pets. (“Don’t you dare hurt Squeeks!” “He looked at me funny!”) The fact that he couldn’t sleep in the same bedsheets as the others. The sound of the pouring rain framed his thoughts perfectly. He stared up through a hole in the roof of the cave, hissing when a few stray drops landed on his face. Paying them little to no heed, he moved closer. The stinging feeling felt grounding, calming almost. He sighed. ‘When had my life come to this?’ When had it, really?

Unfortunately, he could not recall. Life was a blur outside of training, outside of sparring, outside of pain. Out of all the memories, his best ones were full of pain. Pain from losing one he loved, dull and muted behind the curtains of affection from another. Pain emanating from his right side, rippling throughout his body, when that loved one finally left his mark forever, tears rolling down his face, his pickaxe scar. A ring, broken. Water pouring over his form, hissing as it bubble on his skin. The bittersweet memories reminded him of when people failed to see him as a hostile mob, as an outsider. No, they saw him as the enemy- the human enemy. “What a twisted way to see things.” The rain pattered on, unknowing and uncaring of the hissing, burning tracks rolling down the blaze’s cheeks. “Since when did my life revolve around...them?” He had never noticed. The subtle way Dream manipulated him into leaving his husbands’ sides, the way he pocketed his ring ‘for safekeeping'...the tears burned white-hot marks. And Sapnap loved it. He loved every bit of it, almost too much. “Wh-what...is wrong with me?”

Claws gripped at his hair. Was it his? A zombie’s? He didn’t care. He wanted the pain, craved it. The grip tightened. Sapnap sobbed, a fake (not fake) smile coming to his face. Stone dripped, making a harmonious noise on the floor next to his ripped up shoes. Sapnap didn’t care. For once in his life, he didn’t feel any resentment over the rain. He wanted more, more pain, more suffering. He wanted it to end. He stumbled towards the mouth of the cave, muted sounds roaring to life in his ears. A voice in the back of his mind wondered where the zombie beside him went. At the mouth of the cave, the difference in noise was enormous. Water rained down like a never ending torrent, washing away the torches. Mobs struggled to their feet, trying to move towards the hybrid. He winced at the sound of the chaos. ‘It’ll do.’ Crazed eyes met empty hollows. He surged forward, rain pouring onto his skin, ripping and melting like acid to a human’s flesh-

“-ap. Sap?”

“Ay, hombre. You good?”

“He’s not waking up...No, he has to.”

“Por favor, mi tesoro. Please…”

A gasp. Eyes, red-orange like the fire he was born from, snapped open, wide in shock, fear, and maybe a little bit of disappointment. The sudden movement was certainly not expected. Marigold wings fluttered in shock, flapping up and down quickly in rapid succession and making the whole room feeling like a miniature air tunnel. Sapnap felt that first. The high-pitched, almost feminine shriek came second. The whine of tinnitus pierced his eardrums. He clutched at his ears, appendages twitching like mad and trying to fold in (as if they can). Soft, gentle hands rubbed at his temple, carding through his hair. The blaze, unknowing who or what it was, pushed into it, low purr catching in his throat through the noise. “Sap, are you okay?” A quiet whisper softened the whining for a moment. Memories flashed through his mind. Calming words. Soothing stories. Ticking. Stopwatch….

“K-karl?” Sapnap regretting the words the second they came out. His throat screamed bloody murder. Both of the people in the room froze, deathly still. “Sap, you re-remember us?” A small blossom of hope bloomed in his voice. Confused, Sapnap pulled away from the hand, a small seed of disappointment adding flavor to his frown. “Of course I do...did I do something?” His senses, dulled from the tendrils of sleep, snapped awake. Nomad instincts sparking to life, he eyes his surroundings warily, mapping everything out with careful planning.

As far as he was concerned, it was his room. Everything was perfectly placed, perfectly positioned as if it was his room. The posters of random bands stuck up on the walls, the trash that he couldn't always bother to pick up, the slightly-charred journals he kept just in case of emergencies- all there. The boards full of hints to items- famous red string dangling precariously atop their pushpin perches- all there. The only thing that felt off then, was.. He looked down to the bedsheets, clawed hand massaging the fabric. It was soft, textured gently, as if someone had kept it with care and weaved it with the nimble hands of a spider. The texture underneath his fingers was heavenly. It felt lush, fresh, as if nobody had ever used it before. And that was what made him worried. Since when did he have sheets this soft? Karl gave him a quick peck on the cheek, eyes glancing down quickly to assess a possibility of what he was thinking. “Ah, the sheets? Well, we thought you’d like them. Those old fireproof sheets weren’t very nice, after all.” Quackity, finally calming down from his birdlike startle, snorted obnoxiously. “Yeah right. Karlos over here just wants to bed you in comfort.”

The resulting slap earned a loud yelp and a “Rude.” from the avian. Sapnap’s guard stayed up, even as he chuckled. The lightness in his chest clashed with the iron feeling of his emotional walls. He ignored it, focusing on the way his husband’s rings glimmered in the soft fairy lights. Their rings...He pushed himself up further. When had he pushed himself up? Prime, he didn’t know. But that didn’t matter. “You...you have them on? The rings?” Against his will, his tail wagged behind him, pitch black on the red-white sheets. Karl and Quackity turned back to him, confusion inked on their faces. The time traveler tilted his head, dangling clock earring swinging from side to side like a pendulum. “What? Sap, did something happen?” He strode back over to his side, cradling his face gently. He rubbed a single finger on the edge of his chin, getting a slightly giggly purr from the blaze. “I know that Dream said you had an injury out on that really long mission, but-” The purr stuttered to a halt. His vocal chords rumbled, as if he was speaking deeply. The alarm in his voice, however, raised the pitch by a few octaves.

“He said what?” Hesitantly, Karl pulled his hand away from his face, using it to shift a watch on his wrist aimlessly. “Dream said that you had a concussion and you passed out in the middle of the battlefield. He said he took the ring off of you to keep it safe from any pilferers in the hospital...do you remember that?” Alarm set his walls on fire. In a fit of emotions, the lava that filled his soul roared to life, filling the nooks and crannies of the stone and melting it back into the state it originally formed in. He growled, a noise that sent shivers down the other’s spines. Steam rolled out of his mouth like a pot at a roiling boil. He gritted his teeth, letting it escape in two twin trails of steam. They curled and lapped at his lips. “That’s not what happened. He told me that he would have it for safekeeping. He told me and- and-” All at once, the fire stopped. The lava slowed, rolling back to where it came from. The cracks in the walls stayed put, though, crumbling in places it was weakest. Sapnap’s focus snapped back to Karl and Quackity. Fire flickering and lapping on his fingertips, he growled again.’What did he do to me? Something’s wrong…” “Sap, it’s okay. Memory loss and replacing is normal for this type of injury and-”

Sapnap cut Karl off with a snarl. “I didn’t get a concussion! He’s tricking you, all of you! I can’t believe you’re falling for this!” Losing control, he felt himself whisper under his breath. Karl recoiled, a look of fear flashing across his face. Genuine fear. The tension of the scene cut though everyone like ice. The feeling of fire lapping at his skin did not feel comforting to the others at the moment. Karl scrambled to get away from the snarling hybrid, eyes wide as saucers. He ran to Quackity, hugging him tightly. Wings enveloped his form, hiding him from sight. “Sapnap. What are you doing? We’re only trying to help-”

“Liar. Dirty cheating liar.” Wing-ears pulled backwards, a look of shock glazing over his countenance. Never, in all of the years they had been lovers, had Sapnap ever called him a liar. He called him a swindler, a casino junkie, sure. All jokes. But a liar? A cheater? Tears pricked at his eyes. Luckily, his casino skills saved the day. His face morphed from sadness to neutral in an instant, albeit a little more guarded than before. “What are you talking about? I-I never cheated on you-” “Liar!” Sapnap’s look of fury silenced his usually timely retort. The flames that had danced on his fingertips were no longer small, nor were they gentle, like they usually were. They spiraled all over his arms now, morphing into him naturally. The underparts of his skin glowed, veins pumping glowstone-colored blood throughout his body. The mere sight of this form, this unfamiliar man that sat in front of them, sent their heartbeats into a frenzy. But this wasn’t the man they loved. No, his eyes burned with a rage better left to rot.

His teeth, yellowed from eating a little too much junk food, no longer looked like a part of Sap. It looked like it came straight from a horror movie. His fangs dripped with malie, looking more and more like the maw of a great, angry dragon rather than their seething husband. A small wavery voice came from the mound of feathers. “S-sappy? It that you? O-or-” A sob. Tears. It meant tears. Tears meant pain. Pain… Sapnap struggled to rein his emotions in. It felt like a cage he could never close, an animal he could never herd. He pulled at it, struggling to hold it back from doing the thing it wanted to do the most.

‘Kill. Revenge. Death. They will pay.’

‘No, no, no! It’s Dream! Dream made them think this, they didn’t do anything! Please!’

But no matter how much he begged, the fury never wavered. It never stopped flowing. Little, by little, by little, the dam broke. The wall that he took so much time to build, so much effort to keep safe, crumbled beneath the onslaught of fire and beast and blood and hostile within him.

“Sappy, please!”

A final cry for help, from the person who could save them. A final cry to the person inside of his body. But Dream’s puppet strings remained, keeping him trapped. The very strings that held his hostility back held him back. Tears sprung to his eyes. The burning, hissing steam blurring his vision. He closed his eyes. He didn’t want to see it.

Blood splattered on the floor. Whose was it? He didn’t want to know anymore. A broken sob ripped out of his vocal chords. He hung limp. What had happened? He didn’t know anymore. He wanted help, needed help. The strings tugged gently at his arms, as if to comfort him. The hissing of tears running down his face kept him awake.

And on the floor, two hands laid side by side with one another, clutching at each other and laying on top of each other. It was almost as if they were simply lying still. But the glimmer of blood on their matching rings said otherwise.

On the day of discovery, Sapnap was nowhere to be found. But the rain, oh, the rain kept on pouring. After all, nature cares not about what happens to the poor blazes who get caught in it, do they?

Bruhhh this is so bad and so random help LMAOOO

#oof #my writing #downy writes #this will be unlisted lol #I just wanted to get back into the swing of things #and plot holes #galore #i'm not even going to list this as a tickle fic #it's not #dsmp angst???#dsmp angst #yes #dsmp fic

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mansionofmuses · 3 years

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Alright fuck it I figured it's time to put my nuts in the ring when it comes to writing up rwde reviews about shiddy writing.

I already made a post about how closure doesn't exist in rwby, so that SHOULD trim this a bit. Hopefully.

These last two of seasons of rwby have been ASS and idk even know where to start. So lemme do some character progressions instead of jumping all over the place. Let's start with my fav: Neo. And I'll be as unbiased as possible.

Starting from v6, she came back and teamed up with Cinder. Cool? Cool. Fair enough. V7 onwards she's been treated like a BITCH by Cinder and has visibly shown her disdain for that on screen. And yet she still chooses to hang with her? Why? Like... Genuinely why? Is Neo not like the stealth queen? And the driver of a thousand vehicles? Why does she even need Cinder? Could she not have just jacked an airship herself, flown to Atlas after getting the info from Cinder, and began her hunt there? Instead she's just some minion to her now? Okay fine so let's say their team up makes sense in some odd world. Why the fuck would Neo agree to go to Cinder in the Satan Whale? Why? Why the fuck is she there? After being denied multiple times to get to Ruby and even being treated like shit with visible disdain, she should have absolutely left with a middle finger to Cinder. But nope. We get to see her be visibly uncomfortable in this cult and clearly wants out. Which she does, so good shit. She snatches the lamp and heads out. Fair enough, I guess? I don't know why the fuck she trusts Cinder to go back to her after being treated like shit. After Cinder's doodoo attitude towards her, Neo should be like "wow maybe she's lying to me about roman lemme check with this genie bitch" but no. And don't say "oh well she can't talk so jinn wouldn't be able to answer her." Fuck that. 1. I should hope that the password wouldn't be so ableist against mute people. 2. Neo's resourceful as hell. Text to speech and boom. There ya go. Instead she goes back to Cinder like a lost puppy after being shown multiple times how much she hates her. Why the fuck does she need Cinder to get to Ruby? I have no fucking idea! And then everyone's favorite scene. I know I know she killed Blake's hip atta-- I mean character devel-- I mean Yang. That scene. Was doodoo. And I'll get into more intricacies about it much later. But for now, why the hell was Neo so sloppy in that assassination? Like gurl you revealed yourself so early from, apparently so far away? Pretend to be a passerby with everything disguised (I saw that lamp) impale her and boom. Done. Not sure why she went for a slash either when a thrusting weapons like that would be best for a quicker impale. It would have made any on screen death so much more confirmed instead of up in the air bullshit.

Next we have Ironwood. Oh James. How far you've fallen. I don't really understand what the hell they're doing with this character any more. Like... At all. I fully expect him to turn into the joker and join salem at this point lmfao. At first he was complex, but cool, right? Ok a stern leader who still wants to help people and see team rwby in beacon grow and be successful. Fair enough. Then came v4 and he was like "hey yang. Heard about the arm. Here ya go homie." That was pretty cool to give to a young veteran. Fair enough. But good god once v7 hit, everything just went haywire. He started making the dumbest decisions. Kind of. I understand how he's like "aite let's sack mantle to ensure atlas lives cause otherwise both parties will be dead." except idk why he didn't just make a plan to evacuate everyone to mantle first but whatever. I mean team rwby did it like... In a day? Shouldn't have been hard. Then he started losing his fucking mind. There was an entire thing about trust issues and plans (ngl I didn't care enough to pay much attention) and he ends up wanting to arrest the kids more than actually stopping Salem. Like homie. Why. You have a gang of strong ass hunters on your side, don't just throw that away. They could say "acab fuck the police anarchy reigns" and you should still keep them just to fight literal satan on your doorstep. But he fucking drops everything and resources and materials on arresting them. Like why???? And then he just shoots a child just because? And he goes around full fascist mode and his character is just gone at that point. He literally actively wants to kill the people of Mantle now instead of stopping Salem and I don't fucking get it. He could literally plot with salem about how to nuke mantle and I'd be like "shoulda seen it coming". And then when he gets outta jail he kills Jacques... Just cause? Like why? I understand Jacques let Salem's forces in and eventually led to this shit show, but like... Atlas was falling. Just leave. I don't understand. But I guess it's to show how hateful he is towards those who oppose him, so whatever. Idk I'm so done with him. This man is just so boring I just can't wait for him to get killed off so we can be done with him. I'm sure I missed a fuckload of intricacies about Ironwood but I really don't care at all about this schmuck.

Next on the shitlist is the entirety of team rwby. Just to compact it all into one. Ruby has been getting on my nerves SO much. She is so holier than thou and always right. If she had just openly talked with Ironwood about all these secrets and shit, none of this would be happening. Yeah there would be panic, but homie what's the alternative? Fight in secrecy against the police and Salem?

"hey Ruby I noticed that lamp you keep hanging around. What is that?"

"oh uhhhh definitely not a grimm magnet HAHAHAHAH"

Like no shit everyone's gonna be pissed when you lie to them and keep these secrets. Also these plans are dogshit. "We gotta get a message out." To who??? The rest of the world is gonna see some lil kid be like "hey Ironwood's gone crazy and some evil witch bitch is here tryna kill us all." Like who are they gonna believe? A random girl or the fact that ironwood is the head of the largest military state in the world? For all they know it's just some prank and it's totally unbelievable.

Team RWBY sippin team for v8 and doing nothing all volume? Nice. "But they needed to protect Nora." You mean to tell me Ruby, May, Blake, and Weiss all had to be there to protect someone. The Grimm attacked once and that was it. You guys have no medical history. At all. All you did was wrap her up and drink tea during the volume where there's a literal war happening outside. You don't just "wait for help" you ARE THE HELP you're hunters you fucks! Go out and get shit done. Have like one person stay behind just in case shit goes wrong. Preferably Weiss so she can have those meaningful conversations with her family members she never fucking had. But whatever. Ruby and Yang get into... A fight? That lasts for five seconds when they leave and then when they see each other again it just doesn't matter so I'm not sure why the fuck it was brought up at all. It had no impact whatsoever. And there's a ton more I'm sure I'm just burning out at this point. But let's just talk about the big shit. Yang's death. Everyone's saying she'll come back because plot armor but I'm in the "I genuinely think she's dead" group. She turned to Dust as she fell. I mean who knows maybe Deus Ex machina rears it's convenient head. I hate hate hate how that scene was done. That was such an unbelievable death. Weiss, Ruby, and even Blake all have ways of catching her. Easily. Weiss has like fifty ways of catching someone between summons and semblance. Ruby can teleport around the world. And Blake can just shadow clone jutsu her way there but WHATEVER. I guess everyone was too busy being nerfed and sucking ass. Again. And the reactions? Dog shit. Even when she sacrifices herself for Ruby, it's still all about the bees. It's so genuinely annoying. Ruby just whispers her sisters name and that's pretty much it aside from a >:( face here and there. Weiss doesn't even grieve she just comforts Blake who's losing her shit. And I don't know why Weiss doesn't grieve cause SHE WAS HER HOMIE TOO LIKE C'MON RT LET'S SEE SOME UGLY SOBBING DAMN so now everyone's gone feral (except Weiss who just doesn't give a shit about Yang apparently.) And despite Blake saying "yo let's not kill people aite Yang?" She's gonna say fuck that and have it out for Neo and Cinder out of revenge. Alright I guess. That's fair honestly. Challenging ones own morals based on emotions. Good enough. But god I just wished we could see more from Ruby and Weiss during that. Also I'm so sick of the "oh this character fell are they dead are they not?" Thing that rt keeps doing. Just have Neo impale her and go. Easy as that. On screen confirmation. I'm sure team RWBY has a fuckload more to crit but I'm done with this topic.

Winter. Bootlicking to the extreme that she casts aside her own sister and doesn't care if her friends die. Nice. No closure at all after she turns back to being a good guy I guess. I'm done with her. Not a whole lot to say.

The aceops are just so dumb. I'm done with them. Everytime they talk about genocide for the good of atlas I'm just rolling my eyes. Just say you're fascists and move on. And idk why the fuck harriet is gonna bomb an empty mantle. Atlas is already falling on it, you literally have no reason to do this. And this plot point is stupid as hell. Next.

Cinder. I'm not sure why they decided to randomly drop her background story into the mix. Like I don't think anyone gives a shit after all the crap she's done. I'm so sick of rt trying to make her some "uwu woe is me" woobie after doing so much shit and killing so many people. Her uwu crying moments are just stupid. Honestly watts is one of my fav characters just for telling her how crappy she is. Next

Hazel. Homie is dumb as hell. He hates Ozpin because his sister died in a mission. Fair enough. Why the fuck would you ever join Grimm Hitler when Grimm are what killed her in the first place??? Like??? Just hate him on your own time dude, jesus. And he is consistently hypocritical and it's so stupidly funny how bad this character is.

"HOW MANY MORE CHILDREN WILL YOU HURT OZPIN" as he beats the piss outta Nora, Ren, RWBY, Oscar, and probably some random five year old on the street while shouting OZPIIIIN to the skies. It also didn't take a whole lot to convince him how stupid he was thank god. His character was so cool in design and in theory but good god he got executed soooo fucking poorly. Kinda glad he's dead just so we don't have to deal with his stupidity. Next.

Emerald. This bitch. I can't. I LOVE how easily rwby just forgave her. It was so stupidly funny. "oh but yang was ready to fight her at first and snatched her weapons" yeah for five fucking minutes. Then came the part where she helped stabilize Penny and gave a half assed speech about switching sides. Meanwhile everyone's just magically forgiving of her like OH THAT EMERALD AHAHAH like she didn't help orchestrate the fall of Beacon, the death of many, including Penny, and all the terrible shit that's gone down. No resentment from RWBY except for my favorite line delivered this volume. It was Weiss's ever so beautiful "SHUT UP" LOL (I play Smite and I love how her VVGQ Quiet voice line sounds the same. So when I heard this line, I thought of Smite and immediately laughed. Kudos to you Weiss.)

Salem. The hound attacked Penny in the mansion... Why? You already established connection with Watts in jail. Did he not tell her "ay she cool with us." And in turn did she not tell him "ay she cool with us don't hit her"? I guess not? Cause the hound and penny shoulda bounced together the second they met up lmao. Other than that, salem's done nothing this volume except try to be scary and get her ass beat by hazel. She could easily just go out in the field with her grimm and blasts some people or SOMETHING GOD so far our main villain is just so boring and unimposing that literally every other villain, including her subordinates, feel more like threats than her.

Now I'll just talk about scenes.

The scene with ambrosius was COATED IN CONVENIENCE. Apparently Ozpin didn't tell the gang about the WinMore button they could just fucking walk to until now because??? Idk. I LOVE how team rwby just assumed that penny would be okay when they took her robot parts out. Realistically she should just be a floating husk of aura and nothingness. Like she never had organs. I don't understand how she's a real person now? Which, by the way, I'm pretty fucking insulted about how they handled that. Why make Penny human? She was already a real girl and accepted by her loved ones. Like shit, she was a character that a LOT of transgirls, myself included, could relate to on a personal level and we LOVED how Ruby handled it in v2. It was cute! It was sweet! She said she was a real girl back then and it made all of our collective kokoros go doki doki. Fun stuff!

But now? It feels like none of that was validated until she got an actual human body. Like damn I wish I could just get my ideal body within seconds. Shit. I've seen and heard a lot of upset from my fellow tgirls about how doodoo that scene was, because it's implying penny wasn't a real girl until after she got her human body and that's probably how most of the rwby fandom is gonna see it too. "oh wow penny's a real girl now!" And just forget Ruby's cute speech in v2. So annoying. Minor nitpick, if she's got the aura of a black man inside of her (her father), and her robot body is gone, why the fuck isn't she black? Like? Idk minor nitpick I guess. But anyways back to ambrosius scene. I love how rwby had the answers for everything within the hours worth of planning they were given by Ironwood's motive. Totes believable. And yet the "one way ticket to vacuo" thing was the simplest shit they could have avoided lmfao. Like THAT is what you trip up on? Not the portals you're trying to make or the assumption that penny lives without her robot parts? Insane. (side note: how did oscar have a flashback to that scene if he wasn't even there?)

And now everyone's favorite scene. Yangs death. Already covered it early I just wanted to add more on. This scene is insane. Like... If they actually go through with killing her (i don't see how she could have survived turning into dust) then roosterteeth is dumber than I gave them credit for. Like... They have to realize the shitstorm they're gonna receive right? First they kill off clover, an lgbt+ coded character. Next is Yang? A main character who is WIDELY loved by all. Apart of their most pandered ship in existence: bees. (Both the ship and the character make them so much money in merch btw so this was stupid from an objective standpoint.) You can't just kill a main character that is heavily lgbt+ coded in THE most popular ship in the show. Like... How dumb can they be? They're gonna lose so many fans at the very least. Sales? Down. Death threats? Way up. It would be astonishing if they weren't up to their necks in shit in backlash by that decision. Bury Your Gays trope strikes again folks. But this time with everyone's favorite! Like I just... Idk that decision was stupid and that scene hardly was given any real pomp or circumstance it deserved. She's a major title character and that scene lasted like a minute lmao. It's gonna be RWBY without the Y. RWB. As in rt is a bunch of rubes for making that decision. A cynical part of me thinks they did that just because they want an excuse to off Neo, another really loved character. (Well if everyone hates her now we can kill her off cause god knows we don't know what to do with her), but I'm not gonna make this about her. I honestly don't know how to feel about this death tbh. On one hand it's shitty and *points to essay above*. On another it lets Blake be her own character for once. We get to see who she is on our own. And we can finally shift gears from The Bees Show featuring Some Plot to RWBY without the Y. But again that scene was done horribly with doodoo writing already explained up above. They're gonna use this as some edgy excuse to have the heroes start killing again or grieve or whatever bullshit shock value.

(now that I think of it tho, Neo shoulda killed yang in v2. How the fuck did Raven know she was finna die again. Lmao)

Anyways, that's my two cents. I'm sure there's so much more I forgot. Love or hate my ramble idc these are just my thoughts. I'm sure I made doodoo arguments at some points so feel free to call me an idiot and point them out. Imma bounce. My fingers fucking hurt lmfao

#rwde #rwby spoilers

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mrpenguinpants · 3 years

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Alright, I finally read Reincarnation no Kaben

AFTER MONTHS (it’s probably been a month? My mind doesn’t keep track of the days) I FINALLY CAUGHT UP TO RNK. Ty to Okita anon for the recommendation (*￣3￣)╭💕💕💕 I absolutely loved it.

After this I’ll start on the other recommendation you gave me. I kept a bit of a log of my reading journey under the read more tag.

Major spoilers for literally everything in RNK up to ch 53 “Withdrawal”.

Oh, and I’ll finish answering all my leftover asks and I SHOULD have a fic done by tomorrow. I was so ready to write and then I got up. Now I’m back to bed.

I’m just gonna write this as a log since I read super super slow and I’m only on ch 7 at the start of writing this but I’m really liking it already. Though to be fair. I love everything okita anon recommends haha. I remember you saying you were simping over Kouu and I haven’t gotten to the part where he appears but I wanted to quickly google what he looked like to prepare myself and I see this:

Well. That’s reassuring.

I was actually kinda surprised by how many western figures were in the manga since I know there are only like 7? Around 7 western figures that pop up in any anime/manga but seeing people like Albert Fish was kinda surprising but I really liked it. Also, at the end of certain chapters they write little bio’s on them so you get to know more about them was such a nice touch. I also love that the tradition of making males -> females still stays strong even outside the fate universe hehe.

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Literally, the next chapter I see him. AHHHHHHHHH. Well maybe not him but his eyeballs.

This guy lowkey reminds me of the MC’s brother but it’s 99% because he has the same long ponytail. I wouldn’t be surprised if the brother was apart of the the Greats. Honestly, Ein reminds me of those really hard headed girls that are actually really kind on the inside but aren’t good at expressing themselves (maybe because that’s pretty much her character). I also like that Ein doesn’t like males but she’s hiding behind this guy. At least, I’m..99% sure this is Ein.

I FUCKING KNEW IT. AS SOON AS I SAW HE GOT A THEIF TALENT I COULD FEEL THE SOLO LEVELING VIBES IN ME. HE CAN STEAL TALENTS I FUCKING KNEW IT!!! I’m surprised that Neumann didn’t say anything and Haito seems to be aware of it.

Edit: Ah okay, I understand a bit now but it almost seems like Haito is the only one aware of Toya’s second talent.

Edit 2: Okay, as much as I love power hungry MC’s I’m really glad they didn’t make Toya into that. I am such a softie for sympathetic and kind MC’s like these even though it’s been done so many times. I’m really glad this didn’t feel like a rehash. I mean, some points some of the stuff Toya says it does but it’s fine, I don’t mind that. I actually gave a crap about him since I usually prefer the side characters (I UNDERSTAND ANON, I CARE ABOUT KOUU SO MUCH AHHHHH) but HAITO?? AHHHHH.

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I like that Izo always has the same hat in every adaptation he’s in lol. Istg, cats are always op. Schrodinger seems so strong and the parallel universes are my absolute shit. Sometimes I think, in one universe I did this and in this universe I’m not. Would I rather stay in this universe or be in the one where I am actually productive. Usually I pick the productive universe and actually work but sometimes I’m a bit of a slacker haha. I think this is my approach to a lot of things in life. But I digress, I don’t wanna get too deep into my life.

I can sorta sympathize with the sinners. At least the ripper guy to say the least. I love love love unhinged characters that just want to basically destroy the world or at least have fun. But then you find out- wait they are actually sympathetic oh no. That’s how I felt about Djoser in “im the great priest imhotep” (please...i beg...someone read this...I’m so starved).

As much as character development and rooting for the hero is cool and all, I just want to simp for the crazy “let’s burn the world to the ground” kinda character. I’m also so glad Toya doesn’t automatically become evil and try and steal everyone’s talents because he does seem like a good person and I really don’t see him suddenly switching fields so when he saved (I don’t remember names I’m sorry), the undead solider it was really nice. Proves that he still has his humanity and isn’t strictly relying on the branch of sin.

It makes sense that he wants to steal talents since he never had one (and it was kinda out of left field when he killed Vlad and we just never addressed that ever again haha) but to see him actually consider his actions and if he actually want’s to steal his teammates talents feels right to me. Poor guy doesn’t seem to have a lot of friends so this is the first time he’s ever seemed to have companionship, aside from Haito, so I really hope he doesn’t attempt to steal their talents. I think I’m thinking of the slime? That time I got reincarnated as a slime manga/anime. Where he’s the pokemon catcher of skills. I thought that was where it was going.

But I do kinda like how selfish Haito and Toya’s talent stealing relationship is (I mean, later it develops but my first draft of writing this I wasn’t there yet). I’m not sure if selfish or like self-gratitude/pride is the right word but it’s kind of a breath of fresh air. Rather than Haito trying to contain or “help” Toya’s inferiority she’s actually encouraging it and using her own talent for her own...acknowledgement? Er, yeah let’s go with that.

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This. This interaction. I love this. Like, genuinely love this. We need more of this. Two people from opposite sides finding some common ground and their fight to the death is less about morals or whose on whose side but for themselves. I love that. This is actually some wholesome stuff.

Edit: AHHHHH CATCH MY UGLY CRYING IN THE BACK BECAUSE ALL THE “SINNERS” ARE ACTUALLY AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. IM DEAD. YOU’VE KILLED ME.

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I KNEW IT! YOU CAN NEVER TRUST THESE KIND OF PEOPLE!! I’m going to slap the whiteboard on this but if I see any “goofy” character I’m immediately sus of them.

As much as I hate that Hitler is getting drawn as a small child I really like this. I know the whole, oh I killed your friends but I’m letting you go because you express humanity but I’m gonna finish my death with a sympathetic line, can be annoying to people but idk I really liked this.

Honestly this and the undead soldiers death hit me hard ngl. This manga might not have my favourite art style during some points compared to like main stream manga but it has some really beautiful scenes.

BOOM CALLED IT, though it’s pretty obvious lol.

THE PONY TAIL NEVER LIES AND HES DA VINCI IT MAKES SENSE NOW

He looks so cute lol. I like that Seiya has the talent of being talented in everything while Toya has the talent to steal other talents. Seiya can probably only cap his power by his own physical/mental abilities with Toya can pull a solo leveling and go further beyond. Thinking of it like jack of trades vs master of none type deals. Though, I might be thinking too hard on this. I like that this man is actually humble but I really wish there was a tiny bit more to him since we only get this one interaction/backstory but the manga isn’t completed yet. I really hope we get to know about Seiya more;; like how he became da vinci or etc.

Everytime I see Neumann I look at that comic sans type and it kills me on the inside. But I love that her eyes are 01 just, mwah perfection. These little details that aren’t that big but it’s soooo nice. I also ahem, unhinged character heart be still. It’s really nice reading manga in bursts because you can see the art progression and damn does she look good.

tiny fang appreciation post.

ngl i’M HARD SIMPING FOR THIS MAN. It’s the pony tail, I have such a thing for guys with long hair (and this is why genshin broke me) but man the art really picked up here.

I didn’t get into it but OKITA ANON I GET IT. KOUU??? AHHHH. WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DIE??? As much as his whole “war” was a bit questionable in the beginning and tbh I still don’t really get it I like that he knows he’s not the same as the other Greats but still tries to help the other “sinners” in a way only he knows. That’s why Seiya was so important;; I get that he wanted them to have a fun death and to be understood but idk, the whole war idea and having them kill each other (especially the Hitler fights because I understand the others since they reached some kind of acknowledgement) but nonetheless, what a great guy.

Nightingale gives me mad masaki vibes from chainsawman. I hate them and I can’t wait for you to fail, but the inner part of my is cheering for you because unhinged characters are my shit. I feel really bad for Neumann, I had suspicions she wasn’t actually like that since it’s sooo out of left field but I’m really glad the manga seems to know what it’s doing. I really wish we got more Kouu interactions with everyone tho.

NOW THIS. THIS IS SOME WHOLESOME STUFF. I WANT THIS. I REALLY WANT SPIN-OFF OF REALLY SAD ANIME/MANGA/STORIES WHERE ALL THE DEAD PEOPLE HANG OUT. That’s how I’m feeling about JJK and the scroll segments or BSD WAN that just came out. IT’S SO WHOLESOME TO SEE EVERYONE NOT TRYING TO KILL EACH OTHER.

UGLY SOBBING IN THE CLUBBB AND KOUU AND CHARLOTTE AHHHH. I hate how this is phrased but the respect I have for Hitler?? YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW HARD THAT IS TO TYPE?? Kitazuka is cool tho, I really like him. Some god given talent. I’m hard simping over him but I really hope we get to know more about him later.

Getting smug mona vibes, I love this.

AHHH IVE NEVER FELT THIS UPSET OVER AN APPLEEEE. I’M ACTUALLY UPSET. IF HE DIES IM ACTUALLY GOING TO CRY MY HEART OUT.

THE FAMOUS SLAP

I’M SORRY WHA- SLENDERMAN?

Oh..wow. Okay, be still my heart. When I first saw her I thought she was really pretty but now I’m absolutely smitten. God damn, can I please have some more crumbs on these characters before they die;;

AHHH SAME GIRL FUCKING SAME????? I adore these small panels and translator notes. It’s a real breather after the sad 3am hours talk these characters go through.

Yagyuu. Jesus christ. WHY ARE ALL THE DEATH SCENES IN THIS MANGA ACTUALLY SO PRETTY AND STABS ME IN THE HEART??? that’s it. goodbye. im fucking out. im actually so upset rn. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?

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In conclusion, and I should probably re-read what the characters say and not go off on memory because I’m about to get really deep. I really like how they phrased why they wanted to stop the branch of sin. That there are people just like Toya and Haito who, if they never found the branch of sin, could still probably lead respectable and okay lives. That there was a “them” in another universe that didn’t go down that road and that they want to be in the same universe as “them”. I know this sounds really confusing if you haven’t read the manga but going back to what I said about the parallel universe stuff.

There was a universe where Toya and Haito didn’t rely on the branch of sin, that even without their talents from becoming a returner, they could still live a happy life given their own personalities and attitudes. It was kinda moving since in the beginning, Toya wanted a talent so badly and now that he has one. He’s realizing that wait, I don’t need a past life talent in order to live. Honestly, I hard relate to that because I totally agree with him. If you have a talent you can probably live a very happy and comfortable life that other factors wouldn’t matter if you just have that incredible talent. Thinking of it as a painter or artist, if you had actual god-given talent you wouldn’t need to worry about other factors since people would naturally seek that talent. So you end up comparing yourself to others and setting that limit on yourself.

But that’s okay, it’s completely natural and I’m not saying it’s horrible if you do this. Fuck, I do this all the time. I’m not saying the manga is changing my life but it’s kind of refreshing that it get’s talked about since other adaptations of this just make the character super OP. I understand wanting to have that incredible talent, fuck who doesn’t? but you don’t need it in order to live earnestly in the bigger picture sense. Not everything you do has to be productive and honestly, learning to be okay with having fun is nice. Just being okay with who you are right now, even if it isn’t perfect in your eyes, you still have time to build upon yourself and your own talents but doing it for yourself.

But I probably missed the point and I’m going way to deep haha. But I really enjoyed reading this and thank you once again to okita anon for the recommendation^^ I always love everything you send me and I’ll start reading the next one. If anyone else has any recommendations let me know!

#WOW WHAT A FUCKING TRAIN RIDE #AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #ALRIGHT TIME TO GO CRY MY HEART OUT #JESUS THIS ACTUALLY SO BEAUTIFUL???#PLEAE PLEASE PLEASE READ IT #IK THE BEGINNING MIGHT SEEM A BIT WEIRD WITH SO MUCH INFORMATION THROWN AT YOU BUT DO IT #IT GETS SOOOO GOOD LATER #ITS GETTING SO GOOD RN BUT I NEED TO WAIT FOR UPDATES #OKITA ANON YOU ARE SUCH AN MVP FUCK I LOVE IT #BUT YOURE ALSO KILLING ME #super duper fucking i love you i actually love you mwha #okita anon #lovely anon #anon ask #reincarnation no kaben

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Scary Movie Night

Pairing : Valkyrie x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Descriptions of a horror movie,panic attack,slight angst

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Being an Avenger,you’ve seen a lot of scary shit.Simply being a normal citizen was terrifying enough with all of the evil that terrorized the world in the past decade or so.That being said,you would think you’d be able to watch a fictional horror movie with no problem.

You couldn’t be more wrong.

Everytime there was a mention of a scary movie playing at Team Movie Night,you’d say that you were just going to go to sleep early that night.The team often teased you about it,not understanding how someone so strong and brave could be scared by something that wasn’t even real.You never really understood your fear of horror movies either,but it was there.And it was pretty damn embarrassing,to say the least.Valkyrie knew about this of course,but she never really brought it up.You were thankful for this,until...well...she did bring it up.

It was a Thursday afternoon.Being bored out of your mind,you decided to work out in the training room.After while,Valkyrie entered and waved her arm to catch your attention.She successfully broke your intense focus,but you really couldn’t say you were mad about it.She greeted you with a smile as you wiped the sweat off of your face and neck.

“You must be bored if you willingly even step foot in this room.” She says.She had a point,you hated training and doing it for fun wasn’t like you at all.You shrugged with a grin.”It’s not that bad when you really get into it.” She leaned in for a kiss and you happy obliged,keeping it short because you were sure you didn’t smell too great after working out for so long.

“Well instead of torturing yourself,how about we go watch a scary movie?” She suggested.You looked at her like she had lost her mind. “You said ‘instead of torturing yourself,’ that’d be even worse than staying in here for another hour.”

“Oh come on,babe.You know I love you with all my heart,but your fear of scary movies is completely irrational.”She said,making you sigh and rub at your temple.

“You think I don’t know that,Val?I’d love to be able to watch a horror movie on Team Movie Night and watch Clint scream like the little baby he thinks he isn’t.But scary movies are just...so...” You say,looking for the right word to describe it.

“I think the word you’re looking for is scary,love.” She said with an amused look on her face.You simply brought out your resting bitch face before grabbing your water bottle and heading for the door.She stopped you before you could walk out.

“Y/N,you said you hadn’t watch a scary in a while before we even starting dating.We’ve been together for a year now!How do you know if you’re even scared of them anymore?” Once again,she had a good point.You weren’t going to be talked into it that easily though.

“Why is it so important to you all of a sudden?” You asked,genuinely curious on why she seemed to care about it so much.

“Because I know how embarrassing it is for you when you have to tell the team that you’re turning in early on scary movie nights.This will be like practice!What do you say?”

You sighed,realizing she wasn’t going to let this go anytime soon.”Sure,I guess.”

“Good!We’ll watch one tonight.Now go shower.I wanna go out for a lunch date and I can’t have you ruining my appetite with that smell.”

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After your lunch date and another few hours or so,it was time to watch the scary movie.Valkyrie had put you in charge of getting snacks,so you went to the local drug store to get your favorites.After getting just about every single candy and snack you both like,you made your way back to the compound.You walk into the main area to find a comfy pile of blankets and pillows between the couch and TV.Valkyrie looked up when she heard you enter and smiled,looking cozy in her sweatpants and tank top.

“Took you long enough!I was about to start without you.” Valkyrie teased making you pout.”And you didn’t?What a shame.”You shook your head in fake (for the most part) disappointment.

Valkyrie rolled her eyes and patted the spot next to her in the comfy pile.”Sit ya ass down already,I’m about to put the movie on.”

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Twenty minutes into the movie and you’re already having the worst time of your life.There are jump scares every few minutes and all the screaming you’re doing is really tiring you out.Valkyrie laughs at you everytime,making you even more irritated.Despite all of this,you really thought you’d be able to get through the whole movie.

Until this one scene comes up.

It’s the type of scene that’s suppose to get your adrenaline pumping and have you on the edge of your seat.And you got that experience,but in the worst way.It doesn’t take long for you to realize that you’re having a panic attack.Instead of making it known,you take deep breaths and push each tip of your fingers against your thumb.This was a calming down trick that you learned from Tony.Despite your efforts,you still couldn’t seem to calm down.Valkyrie was really into the movie,so you didn’t want to disturb her.Instead,you sunk deeper into the pile of blankets and pillows and began to sob quietly.

Valkyrie looks over and finds you in this position.Thinking that you’re just being scared,she laughs and says “Oh come on,babe.It’s not that bad.” She pulls the blankets down that’s covering most of your face and finally sees your tears.She gasped,making you even more embarrassed.You try to get up and leave, but Valkyrie pulls you down into her lap before you could make a proper exit.When she gets you comfy in her lap,she quickly grabs the remote and completely exits out of the movie.

“Baby,I’m so so sorry.Why didn’t you tell me you were so scared?I would have turned it off in a heartbeat!” She says,trying desperately to wipe your tears that just kept coming.”Because the fact that I’m so scared is stupid.It’s just a movie,a fictional movie,and I’m crying my eyes out because of it.”You tell her miserably.

“Y/N everyone has something they’re afraid of and none of they’re fears are stupid or invalid.It’s just part of life.”

Still feeling silly about the entire thing,you pick your head up from her shoulder and angrily wipe at your tear ridden face.Valkyrie sighs at your frustration.”Love,it’s okay.If you still wanna give this whole scary movie thing a go,then we’ll try again another day and start off with some movies that aren’t as scary.Just...please don’t beat yourself up about this.”You sigh and nod your head,muttering an ‘okay’ once your head is on her shoulder again.

“Good.”She says then kisses your forehead and squeezes you tight. “Now,let’s watch a Disney movie.”

(A/N: I know you don’t mind,but I’m still really sorry about the wait @thehistorynut19 😅)

#valkyrie imagine #valkyrie x reader #valkyrie x fem!reader #marvel imagines #brunnhilde x reader #valkyrie #brunnhilde

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myslibrary · 4 years

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Scenario: RFA+V Reacting to pregnant MC:

Yoosung:

● Yoosung was a little baby when it came to your new unusual routine

● Don’t think he’s not happy. Oh no, He was ecstatic to hear the news. He was going to be the dad!

●At first he was a bit nervous

● Continuously asking if you need anything and if you’re okay, Only to get the same response everytime.

●Decides to bring his gaming to you, to keep an eye on you of course

●You’d wake him for your special cravings, ”Baby... Could you be the best husband in the world and fun and get me some ice cream,” You shook him a bit; Without complaints.

● The pure boy, groggy as ever, with slight hesitation, “Sure, I’ll be back. You stay here!” He sits up to grab his pants.

● He gently grabs your sleepy face and kisses you. He couldn’t resist it! You made this boy melt from the knees.

●Yoosung comes back to find you on the couch, crying? You looked so lost, sitting there, wiping your face with your wrists.

● “MC? WHATS WRONG?” Baby Yoosung comes to the rescue or mood swings and is immediately embraced. “I just missed you so much.”

●”Don’t worry, I’m sorry! I’m here now.” He then showers you with kisses. His hold on you becomes closer as he wants to cuddle not just one, but both of you!

Zen:

● You feared telling Zen about the baby at first.

● Now you wonder why you were so scared. When you told him, He was shocked at first. Face in pure shock. Oh- He crying....?

●You had no clue what he was feeling until he embraced you, crying in your shoulder. “I’m so happy MC...I will try to be the best father to this baby.”

● As time goes on, He began to grow used to your morning sickness.

● One day he noticed you scolding your body in the mirror. His Brows furrowed.

● “Love, what are you doing....?” Zen's voice popped up from behind you, causing you to jump in fear.

●”My body...I feel so big. I am big.” Zen's face grew pain when he heard such hateful words about your body. He found your body so beautiful. You were holding his baby.

●He hugs your from behind, placing both hands on the top of your stomach. “I find you so beautiful. Please don’t put yourself down like that. MC I am so grateful I found a lady who is beautiful inside and out to grow a family with. At first I was truly scared I could never be a good dad, But through time and beforehand you showed me I can be loved and I can show love. You are beautiful. You look so good.”

●All you could do was turn around and sob uncontrollably into his chest. “D-Did I say something wrong?” Poor boy needing to figure out how to manage your mood swings.

●He releases from you, Crouching to you, kissing your stomach. He was a gift from above.

●”We’ll get through this together MC. I promise.” Thats all you had to hear.

Jumin:

● You were Genuinely terrified to announce the news to Jumin. I mean he didn’t seem like the one to want kids. What if he sees you less attractive? what if he leaves

● You finally decided to ‘yolo’ the situation, to wing it. You told him over dinner. “I’m pregnant.”

●Jumin coughed a bit drinking his wine. He sat the glass down. You were avoiding eye contact. The room went silent. You began to frown and shrink a bit.

● All you heard was a low chuckle, then a touch to your hand.

●You quickly look up and he’s carassing your hand with his thumb. He’s crying. Jumin planted a soft smile on his face. It made you melt. “I promise you, I’m going to love this child the best I can. You have no idea how much of a blessing you are to me.”

●As time passes, You’re about 7 months in. You both are relaxing in the living. He was reading silently while you played with Elizabeth.

●You felt the urge to use the rest room. You quickly got up to make your way. Jumin’s gaze was on your back as you rushed in.

●You came back, Only to do the same thing every 15- 30 minutes.

● At first he thought you were playing a joke on him...Or something was seriously wrong with you.

●When you came back, You noticed his book was laid on the couch to hold his place. His eyes studied you walking back in the living room.

●”Is everything alright...You keep getting up to use the restroom? Is everything alright? Do I need to call someone? Do you need to see a doctor?”

●All you could do was giggle avoiding the heat on your face, “Jumin. It’s common to when your pregnant. Relax. If there was something wrong, You’d be the first to know.” You sat on his lap, pecking his cheek. Nothing could be more perfect.

Seven:

●When you found out for yourself, Seven knew right after. He was blazing with smiles and joy.

● He never knew he’d be here with someone. ever.

●Seven definitely kept an eye on you more. He admired you. You stayed positive through the whole thing, only to give him affection and children.

● Around 4 months in, he finally started talking to your stomach. “My little hacker good morning!” You could see his eyes glimmer as he rubs your tummy. “ready for your check up? I know I am !” Seven Jumps out of bed. He rambled on about names and about he’s going to be the best dad ever since he’s 707″

●In the appointment, you breath begins to hitch as the doctor lays the ultrasound wand on your stomach. Seven is sitting in the chair beside you, trying his best to hold in the joy and excitement. “I’m so ready to see our baby, I love you so much MC.”

●”Uhm. Mrs. Choi.” You both quickly look up at the doctor. “Not just one...There are two babies.” As the doctor stated his discovery, You felt Sevens hand tense up. He was biting his lip smiling with joy, having his own party in his chair.

●”This is wonderful, I’m so lucky !” While he’s celebrating, your body drains from reality. You fear if you’re ready for two. “Mc. You’re going to great ! We’ll have the best pair of kids. They’ll be unstoppable!” He throws a fist in the air midway.

●”Huh make that three...Three? Three.” Seven gasps in euphoria. “THREE?!?! OH IT”S ON!” He flashes a big smile your way. All you could do is sigh and giggle at him.

● a few weeks later While you’re home, He makes sure you eat properly. Seven is more worried about your health, He forgets to eat sometimes. He began to work on the nursery. “Seven, You need to worry about yourself as well. You can work on the room another time. Go eat!” He pouts. Suddenly he reminds himself and winks at you. “No worries babe. I’m running off only the best at the moment. My chips and soda !” “SEVEN NOW!”

V: lets say He had his surgery before this

● It all started when he noticed you were getting sick more than usual. Were you sick? He was good at studying your emotions. You certainly didn’t feel well. You were laying in the bed as he came over quietly and felt your forehead.

● “Do you need some medical attention, my love?” he asked while you held your face with both of your hands. All you could do was nod.

● Neither did you know what was going on. Were you dying?! You hope not. Everything just got good for you both.

● You arrive and they do tests on you and your body. You changed into the gowns when you got there. All you both could do was wait.

● Drifting into sleep with V Holding your hand, the doctor comes in with the news. Knowing you were asleep the doctor pulled V away for the results. He lets quietly and gently so you didn’t wake.

● “The results came in and it seems you all are 8 weeks into pregnancy. Congratulations.” He stood there in shock. Eyes widen, with his mouth a bit open. His heart sank. Was he ready for children. V knew it was a bit selfish, but he couldn’t help himself.

● All in all, he had to accept your decision. He had to realize he would be happy either way. Maybe he was scared he wouldn’t be able to fill the needs as a father. V then grew determination to be the best father to your child.

● As you woke, V gently told you the news. Your mouth suddenly dropped just as his did. You then asked all the questions he asked himself outside, but targeting yourself. This made him Feel a bit better knowing he wasn’t alone. He then decided to give you his little pep talk.

● “Mc, I think you’ll be the most passionate, most gentle, loving mother out there. You have what it takes. Honestly I am so happy I can experience a new chapter in my life with you.” Your fingers intertwined with one of his hands while his other hand found its way to your head. He then pecked your forehead.

● Soon, Deeper into the pregnancy, He would try his best to stay around you. V was surprisingly gently passive aggressive with you. “Beautiful, I don’t need help I got this on my own. You’re do me so much of a favor for being you and staying relaxed and safe.” He smiles at you and pecks your lips.

● The same with Yoosung, You would guiltily wake him up to make craving runs. Grabbing for his shirt, “Honey, I’m sorry but could you possibly Go out and get me pretzels...With cheese on the side...That sounds amazing right now.

● He groans out of bed after kissing your warm forehead, “of course, anything for you.” He left for your pretzel only for you to call him about a bag of lettuce as well. He couldn't help but smile as he melted from being in the scene of you being pregnant. It was so special to him

#mm #oneshots #mystic messenger #707 #606 #jumin #headcanon #imagine #zen #yoosung #saeran #jaehee #V #scenario #Mysticmessenger #otome

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shall-we-imagine · 4 years

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Together we go. (Werewolf!Caesar Raphael x Reader *AU*)

Lol it's never late to request I'm always late to write tho

Requested: 34. "Please don't do this." + 45. "I can't imagine this world without you." From this prompt list.

Genre: Raw angst 😂💯 happy ending though cuz I’m weak

Strap yourselves in cuz this is dramatic as shit and also I’m lowkey rusty sooooo yeah 😂

(First point of view)

Everytime our eyes meet, my insides twist in guilt. I can barely hold his gaze for longer than a few seconds.

“Can we please get some ice cream first?” Caesar gives me his usual puppy eyes- aka the most effective puppy eyes one could ever encounter. I can almost see his tail wagging behind him in excitement.

I giggle at the cute nature of the scene. “Of course.”

He grins, immediately grabbing my arm and rushing to the ice cream truck. I do my best to keep up with him and not break my face on the asphalt.

It was Caesar’s first time at a theme park, and he was overflowing with happiness to say the least; he genuinely resembled a large puppy.

Though Caesar always insists that the puppy/dog comparisons I make are only because I knew of his identity, I'm pretty sure it's way beyond the fact that he's a werewolf. Caesar just behaves like an oversized puppy, whether he believes it or not.

"Mmhm! It's so good!" Caesar's eyes widened at the sweet flavour of his chocolate ice cream. Part of me was worried he'd collapse and I'd have to rush him to the hospital, but from the looks of it, werewolves can apparently eat chocolate. "How's yours?" He smiled at me. God that smile kills me.

"O-oh, it's nice!" I took the spoon into my mouth, unnecessarily trying to prove my statement.

His stare lingered, but before I could ask him about it, he sheepishly spills out a question. "Can I..um..can I try it?" He pointed to the paper cup in my hand.

Giggling in awe, I immediately scooped up the ice cream into my plastic spoon. "Sure." I moved my hand closer to him, expecting him to take the spoon, but instead, he leaned his head closer, taking the spoon into his mouth directly. My cheeks heat up at the small gesture, and I subconsciously start looking around to make sure we haven't attracted anyone's attention.

"Oh! It's really good too! What is this one?" Caesar's eyes gleam in fascination, as if discovering a whole new world, which in a way he was. He'd already explained how strict the pack is about interacting with humans and their world, hence his isolation from the pack after violating that rule. To be with me. And there I was, refusing to give up my group's approval.

"(Y/N)? Why do you keep zoning out today? Is something wrong?" His eyebrows furrow in concern, further engraving the guilt onto my heart.

"I'm just a little tired; don't worry about it." I do my best to give him a reassuring smile, but I suspect that only made him even more worried. "Come on, let's get in line for the ferris wheel." I pull him towards the giant ride.

Caesar stares upwards, "Woah."

"You're not scared of heights, are you?" I smile.

"I've never been that high before," he points to the top of the wheel, "but it does look a bit scary."

"Don't worry; it'll be fun." I take his hand in mine, giving it a small, reassuring squeeze.

By the time we reach the front of the line, we were both done with our ice cream and were just anticipating the ride.

The blond helps you onto the wobbly cabin and climbs inside after you're seated.

The second the small doors shut behind him, the colourful cabin moves upwards, causing Caesar to lose balance. He screams and drops to the ground, curling into a ball in fear.

I softly place a hand on his shoulder, "Caesar, it's fine. It...does that." I chuckle.

His expression softens. Sure enough, he lets me help him off the floor and onto the seat, where he's finally able to take a look at the view beneath us.

His beautiful green eyes widen in admiration, "It's not scary at all. It's very...pretty...just like you." He turns to smile at me, but I immediately avert my gaze shyly.

He takes my hand in his, "I love being with you; you make me happy."

The sincere look in his eyes drew me in, and before I knew it, my bottom lip starts quivering. "I- yeah, me too."I gulp, gluing my eyes elsewhere. I could no longer hold his gentle gaze.

Silence follows for a few moments.

Softly taking place beneath my chin, fingertips guide my face towards their owner, "(Y/N)? Why won't you look at me?" His concerned gaze almost burns holes in my face.

I let out a nervous laugh and take his hand in mine, "What do you mean? I'm just enjoying the view. Look; you can see the ocean from here!"

Caesar forces a weak smile, "Yeah, it's nice."

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"(Y/N), are you sure we're not lost? I can't hear any cars ahead of us..." After walking through the woods for a bit, Caesar starts getting suspicious about whether we're actually using a shortcut to the bus station.

Hesitation and guilt take turns abusing my mind and heart. "Y-yes, Caesar. Just keep following me." I try to control my breathing rate and calm down.

The closer I get to the spot, the heavier my feet feel, the harder it is to push myself forward. "I can't do this." I drop to the ground and pull out my pocket knife.

"What do you mea-(Y/N), what the fuck are you doing?!" His statement was cut off by his own terrified yell. He drops to the ground and tries to pull away my weapon.

Having already dug the sharp edge into my forearm, I was disappointed by how difficult it is to actually find the tracking device. "Tracking device, Caesar! They'll find us; I need to take it out!" I kick the blond away, as I continue to search through my own flesh for the tiny device. The pain was unbearable, but it wouldn't compare to losing Caesar.

Blood dripped everywhere, making it even harder to see. "Fuck." I pant.

"It's not working." Tears hinder my vision, "Caesar, get out of here! As quick as you can!" The confusion on his face screamed in my face that it's my fault- all of it. "Please..." my voice cracks.

"No, (Y/N), I'm not going anywhere without you. Who are we running from? What's wrong? You know you can tell me anything!" He snatches the knife away and stuffs it in his pocket, the blood making a mess of his clothes in the process.

I push him away with my uninjured arm, "There's no time; please, just leave." Desperation hung at every word, yet he remained unmoved.

"Get up. We're leaving together." He tries to help me up, but I pull my arm away.

"They'll track us down, Caesar! The device is still in there!" I yell. "Please, I'm begging you; just leave before it's too late." I push him again, but he doesn't budge.

"(Y/N), we either leave together or die together; I'm not going anywhere without you whether you like it or not." The serious expression on his face is one I've never seen on him before; he's determined and stubborn, and I knew it.

I shake my head, "No, Caesar, you don't understand; I-"

"Was supposed to kill me, but you felt guilty; I know." He finished my statement, leaving me in a state of shock and shame.

"How- what? You know?" Realizing his lack of resistance, I fall into more confusion, "Well...why did you follow me here? You didn't know I'd feel guilty; I could've killed you!"

"But you didn't." Smirking, he shrugs.

"Caesar, I'm serious..." I stare at him with pleading eyes.

He sighs, "Well, I figured if the person I love the most wants to kill me then that's it; that's how I go."

"You came with me knowing you'll die?!" I cry.

"Well, I had hope you'd change your mind; I knew the love I'd felt with you wasn't fake. I felt your love...And well, I dunno about you humans, but wolves don't go killing wolves they love." He chuckles. "And if you'd killed me, well, I'd still choose that over escaping. I can't imagine this world without you."

"You're such a dumbass." I laugh lightly, but my smile drops at the sight of of something hitting Caesar’s neck.

And before I realize what's happening, He is hyperventilating as he grasps his neck, eyes terrifyingly wide; if I dIdn't know better, I'd think he was choking himself.

I rip out the tiny needle from his neck in panic, but it doesn't stop him from gasping for air, drool trickling down his chin uncontrollably. His eyes start to roll back, but he seems to be trying to hold onto what's left of his conscious mind, "Caesar! Caesar, stay with me!" Sobbing, I begin to shake him violently, but it takes mere moments before he drops to the ground.

The sound of footsteps slowly approaching hammers realization into my terrified brain, "W-why?"

"Girl, he's not dead yet; he's temporarily paralyzed." Kate rolls her eyes, but a warning follows through gritted teeth, "We're making the killing easier for you, so don't make this any harder for us."

"He's not a monster..." I shake my head, desperately pleading for his life, "He doesn't even belong to a pack; he's harmless!"

"Take out your knife, (Y/N)." She warns while the rest of the hunters watch me expectantly.

I look down at Caesar, whose eyes barely held any life in them. No way is he getting up any time soon, and my left arm has already gone limp. We stood no chance. This is it; this is how we die. And it's all my fault.

More warnings follow, but my eyes spot a tall man hiding nearby; he was clearly watching the conflict unfold.

When our eyes met, he put his index finger to his lips, telling me to keep quiet, which I do. I was gonna die anyway; I have nothing to lose, listening to random forest man.

Smirking at my obedience, he gracefully spreads his hand open in the direction of the hunters.

Within a second, they all drop their weapons to clutch their head in their hands, blocking their ears like they couldn't stand a very loud sound. A loud sound you can't hear.

Eventually they all fall to the ground, hands still covering their ears. That's when the stranger decides to step out of his hiding spot.

He slowly makes his way towards me and Caesar. I don't know if it's the blood I've lost or the intense gaze of the man, but everything begins spinning before going completely black.

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"Did you hear me?! I said shoot him!" Kate screams.

Confusion consumes my every inch, "W-what?"

"Are you deaf?" She holds up her gun, aiming at my head. "Shoot him."

I slowly turn to look at where she motioned with a slight tilt of her chin. My shaky hands were clutching a gun aimed at a terrified Caesar on the ground. "Caesar?"

"Please, don't do this." Trembling, he shakes his head. "I love you. I would never hurt you; you know that." His teary eyes were hypnotizing; I couldn't look away for a reason I couldn't explain. I just stood still- and stared.

“I...I don’t understand...” I lower the gun I knew I didn’t even have on me before.

“Please, I’m begging you.” Caesar pleads.

I observe my surroundings in utter bewilderment. The number of hunters bacame overwhelmingly threatening; I didn’t know there were that many of them. So many faces I couldn’t recognize.

Before I could plan my next move, the sound of a gun shot rips through the air.

My head snaps towards Caesar. His fear-stricken, watery eyes stare back into mine lifelessly.

My lips quiver, as I scan his body for the wound.

Till I found it where I didn’t expect to.

Hot, thick liquid trickles down my face, blurring my vision in the process. My fingers reach for my forehead, allowing me a chance at comprehending the situation.

I’d been shot.

As if the realization was my cue, I watch everything spin out of focus till I completely lose consciousness.

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I gasp, immediately shooting out of bed, almost slamming my head against the stranger’s.

“Jeez, the potion sure is quick.” The man mumbles to himself.

“Potion?” I wipe my forehead, just to see a gooey, yellow substance dripping off my fingers. It was a dream?

“(Y/N)!” I find myself engulfed into a warm, tight embrace.

“Caesar.” I breathe out in relief, giving into the hug.

“Wait! The tracking device-” Before I could fully push away Caesar, the man speaks up.

“Already planted it on a rat; it’s gone forever.” He gives a smile I could only interpret as him being proud of his own intelligence.

“I don’t know how to thank you...How do I return the favor? Ask me for anything!”

“It’s a bit funny for you to think I’d need anything from you.” Seemingly offended, the man rolls his eyes and sips his tea.

“He’s a bit...uh...timid?” Caesar whispers to me, hinting he’d already tried to thank the man while I was out of it.

“I already put a healing spell on your arm; there will be no scarring, but I’d rather you keep the bandages for a few more hours.” He glances down at my bandaged arm.

“Thank you...again.” I nod. “A healing spell though...are you a wizard?” My eyebrows furrow in confusion.

The stranger sighs. “Surely you can’t be that dense.”

“I think that’s a yes.” Caesar looks at me in slight uncertainty.

Another sigh. “Azusa Kuze, wizard from Hinomoto, nice to meet you. Anything else you wanna butt into?” He uses a slightly high pitched, cheery voice to ensure we understood he was mocking us.

“Uh, no, we’re good I think.” Caesar chuckles nervously, scratching the back of his head.

“Good.” He diverts his attention to the huge book on his wooden dining table.

“Um, well, I guess we’ll be going now, right, Caesar?”

“Uh, yes. Thank you again, Mr. Hinomoto Wizard Azusa Kuze.” Caesar bows.

The wizard scowls but shakes his head dismissively “Yeah, um, you’re welcome.”

The second we step outside the small cottage, we both let out breaths we didn’t seem to know we were holding.

“Well, that was a strange day.” I state.

“Yeah.” Caesar nods. “Wanna get some more ice cream?”

I grin, “You know it.”

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