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pathologicalreid · 2 months

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next of kin | S.R.

disaster strikes and you and Spencer try to take custody of your younger sister

who? spencer reid x fem!reader category: angst content warnings: actually might be gn! but i'm too scared to say it is. death, orphan-ing, funerals, child custody issues, blood, general cm violence, like actually an abhorrent amount of death. sorry i killed your parents for the sake of my fanfiction can we still be friends? word count: 3.33k a/n: this is the fic that this post is about. i am in fact my own worst enemy. i hope y'all like it actually genuinely i am most definitely overthinking this. if your name is maya im sorry that sucks.

“What did your parents say?” Spencer asked, walking into the conference room that the local precinct had offered to you.

You had been staring blankly at your phone since you got off the call with your mother, “Uh, they said thanks, but no thanks.”

The uneasy feeling had settled in your stomach as soon as you found out the team was being called to your hometown, and you had been nauseous ever since you found out the UnSub’s pattern.

Married couples with an older child who had moved out and a younger child who was still at home.

Your little sister was a surprise, you had incorrectly assumed your parents were done having kids.

Until today, you wouldn’t have traded Maya for the world, but now you sat in fear of your family being targeted by a serial killer. Hotch had offered them a protective detail, but they declined. Self-righteous as they were, they told you it wouldn’t feel right for them to accept help that couldn’t be offered to everyone.

Clenching your jaw, you stood at the table, “I’ll go by later and check in on them.”

Spencer had met your family twice by now. Last Christmas he had tagged along to meet them and celebrate with your family before the two of you spent New Year’s with his mom. Then, while your sister was on Spring Break, they flew out to Virginia, and you and Spencer had shown your family around Quantico and the District.

Maya had loved Spencer, partially because you loved him, but mostly because of his magic tricks.

“Do you want me to go with you?” He asked, stepping up next to you and placing a hand on the small of your back.

You sighed and shook your head, “No, not if you’re needed here.” You reached up and cupped his cheek, smiling softly, “Thank you for offering, Spence.”

He nodded affirmatively, “If you change your mind,” he offered. Gently, he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead before the two of you returned to the rest of the team.

The fact that your parents lived only five minutes from the police station gave you some relief, but you still felt tightly wound. Everyone had noticed. You just needed this case to be over.

The porch lights were on when you got there, and you used your house key – which you had never taken off of your keychain - to open the front door. “Hey, kiddo,” your dad greeted from the couch. A peek into the kitchen showed you that your mom was wiping down the counters. It all felt so eerily normal.

It was dark by the time you had gotten there. Maya was already asleep, but you tip-toed into her room anyway and kissed her goodnight before going back downstairs. Once you had hugged both of your parents and told them you loved them, you made your way back to the police precinct.

By nearly three in the morning, there was no new information, and the team was starting to consider calling it a night until the police chief got a call.

“We just got a call. Lady reported shouts coming from her neighbor’s house at 86 Meadowbrook,” he informed you, putting his hands on his hips and looking around at the team.

None of them even spared him a returning glance, everyone’s eyes were on you.

Blinking rapidly, you nodded assuredly, “I have to go get Maya.” You didn’t even recognize your voice even as you said it. It couldn’t have been your voice. That was the rasp of someone far away from you.

All of the other voices around you were muffled, you couldn’t hear what people were telling you, let alone understand them.

Maya. Maya. Maya.

Brown eyes. There they were, right in front of your face. “Let’s go get her,” Spencer whispered.

You had been speaking out loud. Repeating your sister’s name like a prayer without even realizing it.

Hotch let you go with them, but he made it abundantly clear to you – and the rest of the team – that you weren’t working this case anymore.

Surrounded by reverent voices in an SUV, JJ drove while Spencer stayed in the back with you. He held your hand tightly in his.

The house was closed off with police tape. Bright yellow plastic fluttered in the wind as you watched your team and other emergency personnel enter and exit. At your insistence, Spencer went in to get Maya, it felt like it had been hours before he walked out, carrying her in his arms.

Carefully, he brought her to you, and you pulled her close to your chest, blocking her eyesight as two body bags were brought out of the house.

You didn’t hear anything after that. You just let yourself be moved to wherever you needed to be, holding your kid sister as she cried for your parents.

They had to take their bodies to the hospital even though they were already gone, and you needed to be the one to confirm their identities. Spencer stayed with Maya while you were busy. She had cried herself to the point of exhaustion, you were grateful that she was sleeping, and then you felt cruel.

By sunrise, she was still asleep, and you had been set up in that same conference room from earlier. Sitting across from you was a social worker, a representative of the state. Your lips had parted in shock as you looked at her, “What do you mean they denied my request?”

In an attempt to be helpful, JJ worked with you to file an emergency request for custody of Maya, and the case worker had just told you that the request was denied. “The state doesn’t believe your request is valid,” she told you.

Your mouth went dry, “I don’t…” you glanced over at your little sister. “Our parents were murdered last night, and they won’t let me take custody of my sister?” You asked indignantly, peering at the social worker. It wasn’t her fault, somewhere in your grief-ridden brain you knew that, but you couldn’t help the feeling that she was somehow your enemy.

“They don’t believe you can provide her with a stable living environment,” the social worker, Brittany, explained.

Narrowing your eyes, you responded, “A stable living environment like a foster home? I’m her sister. We’re family – the only family each other has left.” You stood up, excusing yourself for a moment before walking out of the precinct. Once you were outside, you promptly hurled into the bushes.

That was how he found you, to the side of the building with your hair haphazardly moved out of your face, dry heaving into the shrubbery. Gently, Spencer placed a hand on your back before starting to rub small circles on your back, “You should eat something, love.”

You just shook your head in response, you weren’t hungry. “They won’t let me take her,” you whispered morosely, straightening up, you kept your back facing him.

“What?” He asked, his hand abruptly stopping its movement on your back.

Taking a deep breath and sitting on the curb, you looked up at Spencer. “The state thinks I’m not stable enough to take her in,” you said, resting your chin in your hands.

Your boyfriend crouched down so that he could sit next to you, “Are you going to challenge it?”

“Of course I am,” you cried. “But what happens to her in the interim, Spence? She gets placed with whatever foster home here and I go back to Virginia? I see her when the family court resolves this in two years?”

Treading carefully, Spencer cleared his throat, “What are you going to do?”

Defeated, you shrugged. “I don’t know. I’m…” your voice trailed off. “My parents are dead, Spencer,” you murmured softly, tears welling in your eyes.

He reached out and wrapped his arms around you, “I know, darling. I know. I’m so sorry.”

“I don’t think I can do this alone,” you whispered, leaning gently into him.

Spencer turned to kiss your temple, “It’s a good thing you’re not alone then. I’m not going anywhere.” He waited for a moment before continuing, “Give me something to do. Give me a job to take off of your shoulders.”

In the end, you let Spencer take over funeral planning. He thanked you for trusting him before the both of you went back into the precinct.

You had just hung up with a family lawyer who had offered to take your case, letting your phone drop to the floor, you let your arms hang at your side. Someone had taken Maya to get breakfast while you spoke with the lawyer.

At the sound of the phone falling to the floor, Spencer stepped into the conference room, letting the door click shut before him. “Hey, what did he say?”

Pressing the heels of your palms into your eyes, you took in a deep breath, “Um, he said he’d be willing to take the case if I could put together a case plan to present before the judge.”

Before that phone call, you didn’t know what a case plan was, you could’ve gone your whole life without knowing what a case plan was.

“I need a year-long plan for how I’m going to prepare to have Maya in my custody, but he said a year is the best he can do,” you said, staring blankly at the wall ahead of you. “A year?” You whispered aimlessly, “I’m not waiting a fucking year to take custody of her. I have to take her home, Spence. I have to.” It wasn’t your intention to snipe at him, but you felt like you couldn’t help yourself.

The events of the last twelve hours threatened to take you down, but you had to stay strong for Maya.

Taking a shaky breath, you looked up at Spencer, “Why is it that every time I convince myself that it’s going to be okay, I get tossed to the ground again?” You asked him.

Maybe because you weren’t fully convinced. Maybe it was because it had only been seven hours. You needed to remind yourself of that.

“She’s a ward of the state?” Spencer asked for clarification, holding you tightly.

Nodding absentmindedly, you rested your head on his shoulder as he swayed gently. “She can stay with me until after the funeral, and after that, she has to go with the social worker.”

The sad look on Spencer’s face told you that he was running out of ideas, and you were coming to the very same conclusion. “We could get married,” he offered.

“Stop, Spence,” you said, shaking your head. You couldn’t believe this was where he was going.

He shrugged helplessly, “I’m serious, Y/N. If we get married, they might think we’re stable, as a couple. They might give us custody.”

Your shoulders slumped, “I don’t want to get married just to get custody of my sister.” It certainly wasn’t that you didn’t want to marry Spencer, just not like this.

He nodded understandingly, “I know, but I’m just saying. If that’s what it takes, then I’ll do it.” Placing a comforting hand on your knee, the two of you sat in silence for a moment. “Do you have any ideas?” He asked you carefully.

Looking through the blinds of the conference room, you saw the rest of the team coming back to the precinct. Setting your jaw, you nodded, “I might.”

Opening the door, you had Maya go in with Spencer while you approached your Unit Chief. “Hey,” Hotch said, a glint of sympathy in his eyes. “How are you holding up?” He pulled you away from the people, wanting to give you privacy.

This wasn’t fair, they were still working on an active case. A case that was disturbingly close to you, and yet, you felt you were out of options. “I need a favor,” you blurted to him, wringing your hands. Your nervous energy made it impossible for you to stay still.

Hotch nodded, “What do you need?” He asked, studying your composure with the eye of a profiler.

You took a deep breath, “I was… I need you to call in a favor with someone. Anyone, really. The state won’t let me take custody of Maya, but I can’t let her become a ward of the state. Not when I’m right here, ready, willing, and able to take her.”

“Okay,” he responded, not even pausing to think about it.

Taken aback, you looked at him curiously, “I- that’s it? I had groveling prepared.”

He nodded almost imperceptibly as if he was trying to tell you it wasn’t necessary. “You’ve been a part of this team for years and not once have you ever asked for anything in return for everything you do for everyone else. This is the least I can do,” he told you.

You couldn’t help it. Overwhelmed, you tackled Hotch in a bear hug, “Thank you.” Your voice was low, “Thank you so much.”

Succinctly, Hotch hugged you back before you pulled away, “I’ll go make some calls.”

It was the smell.

The smell that you’d sensed countless times before on the job, the metallic tang of the blood. It should’ve been mostly dried by now – you supposed you were more susceptible to the scent, considering it was your parent’s blood, but it put you on high alert.

Emily had brought you by so that you could pack a bag for Maya, but you found yourself stuck on the landing. To one side, there was your childhood bedroom and Maya’s room. On the other side, there was your parent’s room.

“Y/N?” Emily called your name from downstairs, “Are you alright?”

No, you wanted to say, but you bit your tongue, scanning the house you had grown up in. “This doesn’t belong here,” you told her, glancing behind you as she made her way up the staircase.

You didn’t have gloves, so instead you pointed at the figurine that was resting on the bookshelves, a little bear facing in the direction of your parent’s bedroom door. “This is in the wrong spot?”

Nodding, your eyes followed the ceramic bear as Emily picked it up with a gloved hand. “It’s mine, it should be in my room,” you informed her. Your parents never changed anything about your childhood bedroom, not since you moved out. “It was like it was watching them,” you thought aloud.

“Do you think the UnSub did it?” She asked you gently, her voice was low but steady.

Blinking rapidly, you kept your eyes focused on the figurine, “Little Bear,” you murmured, “They called her Little Bear.”

Emily shook her head in confusion, dark hair swaying as her head moved. “Who was called Little Bear?”

Dropping the bag you had packed to the floor, you buried your face in your hands, “I should’ve seen it sooner.” The victimology, it all suddenly made sense to you. “When I was a kid, there was a family like mine. A brother who was in his twenties when his parents had another baby, a girl. They called her Little Bear.”

Realization dawned on Emily’s dark features, “Like this bear?”

You picked up the bag and started making your way back down the stairs. “Their mother made those figurines. The parents died in a fire two weeks ago – they left everything to the younger sister. It was all over the news. God, I should’ve figured it out sooner.”

“Hey,” Emily said sympathetically, “You had other things going on. None of this was your fault.” Her voice was stern, harsher than you’d ever heard her, as she pulled out her phone and called the team.

Your teammate drove, passing the police station on the way to drop you off. They left for the takedown, and you felt yourself floating into the precinct. Maya was waiting in the conference room for you, watching cartoons on someone’s laptop.

Kneeling in front of your little sister, you tapped the space bar, pausing the video. “Hey, kiddo,” you whispered, reaching over, and smoothing her hair away from her face. “How are you feeling?”

She had cried herself to sleep earlier, and you felt like you hadn’t been around enough. Maya sat up on the couch and rubbed her eyes, they were red, but not teary. “I miss mommy,” she told you, pouting slightly.

You nodded gently, moving to sit next to her before you pulled her into your lap. At six years old, she was all gangly limbs, just starting to grow into her own person. Just old enough to understand death, “I know, baby. I miss them too.”

“They wouldn’t lemme go home,” she continued, leaning her head on your shoulder. “I wanted Thumper,” she whined, sounding younger than she was.

Looking up at the light, you silently begged for your tears to go away. “I got him for you,” you told her, reaching into your bag and producing the small stuffed bunny that you had given her as a baby.

You savored the way her eyes lit up as she grabbed the stuffed animal from you.

“So, you and Thumper are gonna come to stay with me in Virginia. Do you remember going there? You said you liked it?” You kept smoothing her hair back as she held her toy.

She was silent for a moment, “Will Spencer be there?” She asked quietly.

Smiling slightly, you nodded, “He and I live together, so he’ll be there with us.” Slowly, you started rocking back and forth, trying to soothe the both of you simultaneously.

“As long as he doesn’t pull money out of my ear,” she answered succinctly, shutting her eyes as she leaned up against you.

There was approximately an hour before you watched the team return to the precinct, slowly, you laid Maya down on the couch before walking out. “It was a clean shoot,” you heard Rossi tell Morgan, and one look at the rest of them told you everything you needed to know.

The team went back to the hotel, and Spencer filled you in on the funeral arrangements he had made on your behalf. You were about to try to get some sleep when Hotch approached you and told you he needed to speak to you.

“I called a good friend of mine on your behalf, and he gave me some information. We were able to work out a plan,” he told you, sitting across from you in the hotel lobby.

You were about to tell him that a case plan wouldn’t work, but he held his hand out, telling you to wait.

He nodded before he kept going, “He was able to file an emergency request to grant you temporary custody of Maya, and it was granted.”

You felt sick to your stomach, “She’s mine?”

“Temporarily, you’ll have to take care of some formalities back in Virginia, but you have full custody of her,” he informed you. “You’re being granted family leave, and I’ve encouraged Reid to apply for it as well,” Hotch told you, reaching out and placing a hand on your shoulder. “I am… I’m sorry that you’ve had to go through this but thank you for coming to me when you needed the help.”

You nodded absentmindedly, your head still whirling with the information that you had just been given. Stumbling, you walked back to your hotel room that you were sharing with Spencer and Maya.

The funeral was planned, the custody issue was solved, all there was left to do was…

“Baby?” Spencer said softly as you swung open the door, “Everyone else took Maya to get ice cream, I figured it couldn’t-“ his voice broke off at your first sob.

Everything you had held in came bursting out, all of the grief and stress and exhaustion nearly knocked your legs out from underneath you.

But Spencer was there to catch you.

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chaotic-toasters · 17 days

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Crashing

AUSWNT x Teen!Reader

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"Hi, Macca!" You grinned, rushing into the Keeper's waiting arms. "I missed you!"

"I've missed you too, kid," she smiled, squeezing you tightly. "How's Spain treatin' you?"

"Good."

"What about me?" Alanna questioned. "I haven't seen you in a while too, y'know."

"Oh, hi Lani," you patted the defender on the shoulder. "Didn't see you there."

"You're so mean," the cityzen feigned hurt, all too familiar with your playful antics. "Kyra said to go and meet her and Charli in her room. They need you for something. Probably a prank."

"Alright," you gave her and Mac fist-bumps as you walked past. "If I turn up dead tomorrow, you know what happened."

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"Hey, Ky, hey Char," you greeted, eyebrows raised as you followed Kyra into the room. "What was it you needed?"

"Y/N, perfect," Charli was suspiciously gleeful. "We've got some Tim Tams that we need eaten, but Ky and I have already had too many. You mind finishing them for us?"

"Sure," you agreed instantly, never one to deny a Tim Tam (even if it was way too early in the morning. "I'm down."

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In short, you consumed three whole packets of Tim Tams. Kyra and Charli had shared a look, the former getting up and grabbing a coffee from otherwise empty desk. "You look kinda tired. Have some coffee, it'll help you get through the jetlag for now."

You hadn't thought much of it, so you'd graciously accepted it and finished it within the hour.

"Y/N! Kyra! Charli!" Lydia's voice called through the door, followed by a couple of knocks. "We've gotta head to training! Get ready to go!"

You rolled your eyes, much to Kyra and Charli's amusement. "Yes, mum!"

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"MINIMINIMINIMINIMINIMINI!" you practically yelled, barreling towards the surprised Midfielder excitedly. "LOOKLOOKLOOKLOOK!"

"Woah, kiddo," she sidestepped, glancing over at Alanna. "You're a lot stronger than I am. Careful."

Alanna was quick to pull you into a hug in a fruitless attempt to calm you down. "What's goin' on, Y/N? You okay?"

You were shaking, bouncing up and down rapidly in the defender's arms. "What d'you mean? I'm great!"

You bolted away, somersaulting across the pitch before slamming your foot into a ball that had been laying on the ground. "WHEEEE!"

"Y/N, Y/N, Y/N," Tony ran over with Steph in tow. "What's happened, kiddo? You just excited?"

"Yeah yeah yeah!" you did a random backflip for no reason other than you feeling like it. "I'm excited! Yup yup yup!"

Ellie looked severely ashamed for what she was about to whisper to Hayley. "Is she... is she high?"

"No, there's no way," the Madrid player shook her head instantly. "She cares about her career way too much to jeopardize it with something like drugs."

"Yeah, you're right. But if she's not high, then what?"

Across the pitch, Lydia and Mackenzie's eyes swept over each and every player like hawks.

Instead of being worried that a new, younger keeper would take their places when you joined the national team, they immediately took you under their wings and declared themselves as your team moms. It wasn't a secret that they'd kill anybody who messed with you.

"Mac," Lydia elbowed the West Ham captain. "Over there."

Mac's eyes zeroed in on two best friends, seemingly worried as they whispered in each other's ears. "Oi! Cooney! Grant! You got somethin' to share with the team?"

Both of their heads snapped up, fear written clearly all over their faces.

Two tall, angry Australian goalkeepers was a terrifying sight for anybody, but up until now, none of the Tillies had been on the receiving end of your team moms' wrath. Safe to say, no one was prepared.

"You give my kid something?" Macca demanded, rolling up her sleeves. "Why's she actin' weird?"

Charli gulped. "We— we, uh..."

"Spit it out," Mackenzie growled, ignoring the fact that you were currently clinging onto her leg like a koala. "What. Did. You. Do. To. My. Kid?"

"We gave her a bunch of Tim Tams," Kyra blurted out, caving as soon as Lydia dragged her thumb across her throat menacingly. "And... and... Charli gave her a coffee with, like, eight packets of sugar in it!"

"Me?!" Charli cried. "You literally handed it to her! And it was your idea! I only agreed!"

"Oh, you two are so dead," Mac glared, lumbering forward with much difficulty considering there was a 140-pound human attached to her right leg. "I swear to God, I'm gonna murder you both."

Lydia did it for her, seizing both troublemakers by the fronts of their shirts. "You think this is funny? Y/N can be fuckin' dangerous when she's hyper! She coulda run over Mini!"

Kyra looked past Lydia's shoulder to where you were snuggling into Macca's knee and babbling about racecars. "Uh—"

A smack to the back of the head shut her up real fast.

"Not now, Ky!" Charli hissed through gritted teeth.

"Tony!" Kyra pleaded as Lydia's grip on her training bib became tighter. "Tony, please!"

The manager held up his hands, walking backwards and almost tripping on the drinks cooler. "Nope. Not getting involved."

"Steph—"

The skipper looked around wildly. "I... I have to go plan your funeral! In the bathroom! Bye!"

"Ras, please—"

The Madrid player was gone before the gunner could even finish her sentence.

Lydia's eye twitched.

"Uh-oh."

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"Y/N, babes, you good?" Ellie asked, nudging you slightly.

You blinked slowly. "Huh?"

"I'm gonna go get Mac, I'll be right back."

True to her word, the Lyon defender returned a minute later with the ever-protective older keeper at her side.

"Y/N's kind of out of it," Ellie explained as your head bobbed slightly. "I think she's crashing from the sugar."

"Aww, kiddo," Mackenzie sat beside you on the bench, using a hand to place your head on her shoulder. "It's only three, you tired?"

"Mhmm," you murmured, only half-paying attention. "Sleepy."

She sent a cowering Kyra and Charli a death glare. "Go to sleep, kid. I'm sure Tony wouldn't mind. Right, Tony?"

The manager instantly agreed, giving you both an awkward and slightly terrified thumbs-up. "I— yup. Whatever you want, girls. It's- it's totally up to you."

Lydia walked over, brushing a flyaway out of your face. "I'll bring you up to your room when we're done here. Get some rest, kid."

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punsmaster69 · 7 months

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21/OCT/20XX

"UNDYNE, ARE YOU SURE THIS IS A GOOD IDEA..?"

"...You're right. It's not a good idea."

"It's a GREAT idea!"

undyne climbed further up the tree. while she hurled apples down haphazardly, papyrus tried his best to catch what he could in a basket.

me and flowey spectated from the sidelines.

"She's gonna KILL someone with that aim."

"you wanna bet on how many apples make it out alive?"

with far more force than required for apple-picking, an apple immediately smashed to applesauce in front of us.

"YOU come do it then, punks!"

"How the hell do you expect ME to climb?!"

"You stumble on flat ground, sure, but I 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 you can do stairs."

"How is that relevant?!"

"This is, like, basically the same thing!"

"𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹!"

"FLOWERY, COULDN'T YOU USE YOUR VINES?"

"I don't need help from that-"

she glanced at paps.

"..Uh, very...nice.. friend of yours."

"Good! I didn't plan on helping you, anyways!"

"....."

(silence of glaring at undyne.)

"..........."

(silence of undyne glaring back.)

"..Wait, why aren't YOU up here helping, Sans?"

"HE CAN'T!"

"SANS... CAN'T CLIMB!"

"Why not?"

"..HE JUST CAN'T!"

"If he falls, one of us can catch him. Easy!"

"HIS SAFETY IS ENSURED HERE, ON THE GROUND, EVEN EASIER!"

"....Howdy, Toriel!"

"It's... going."

"Sans? He's right-"

"-here."

i snatched my phone back from flowey.

"gimme just a sec, tori."

"..why did you pick up my phone?"

"YOU'RE the one who didn't notice the ringing."

"..Why is Toriel "fluffy lady" in your contacts?"

ignoring him, i re-answered tori's call.

"heya. what's up?"

"How is the apple-picking going for you all?"

"it's..."

undyne conked papyrus in the skull with an apple, but it still made it in the basket. he seemed relatively unaffected by the hit.

"going well enough, i'd say."

"how's shopping going for you three?"

"We have found nearly everything we need! Me, Alphys, and Frisk should be returning shortly."

"Ah! My child, please do not climb the shelf!"

"Allow me to get it for you. Hold my phone for a moment, will you?"

"...."

"Hi Sans."

"sup, kiddo."

"Did you know your name in her phone is just a bone with a blue heart?"

"..huh."

"Frisk!"

"And your contact photo is-"

"What are you telling to him??"

"...It is not a bad photo, I promise."

"It's you, sleeping.."

"Alphys!!-"

"SANS, LOOK OUT!"

with a deafening 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙠, a bone collided with an apple above my head.

"......."

"Whoaaa!"

"Sick shot, Paps!"

"Do it again!"

"NO! DON'T THROW MORE!!"

"UNDYNE, THAT COULD HAVE ENDED VERY BADLY!!"

"Sans?? Is everything alright? That was quite loud."

"yeah, i'm good. nearly got clocked by an apple, though."

"Oh dear. Who is throwing them?"

"undyne."

"...I do not know who else I expected."

"Please tell her to be more careful.."

"hey, undyne."

"Yeah?"

"tori says to be more careful."

she paused mid throw, instead switching to a mild toss.

"WH-"

"WHY WEREN'T YOU DOING THAT THE WHOLE TIME?!"

"Should I grab some apples as backup while we are here?"

"there's a decent enough of them surviving."

"Well.. if you say so."

"I will see you in a bit, Sans!"

"seeya soon, tori."

"Do not get hit by any apples!"

"i'll try my best."

"......"

"...Papyrus, you might have to catch your brother."

"WHAT?? WHY???"

"He's totally 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯 for Tori."

"That's quite the lovestruck look for just a 'friend', dude."

"not making any look."

"You BETTER not be!"

flowey's face contorted into a look of disgust.

with a loud thump, undyne jumped down from the top of tree.

"The denial is strong with this one."

"not denying a thing."

she flicked me in the head.

"Whatever, nerd. Keep telling yourself that."

"C'mon! Let's go wash these up before they get back!"

undyne grabbed flowey with one arm

(he hissed like a cat. it was pretty funny.)

and ran inside, papyrus and the apple basket in tow.

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i'm no dessert connoisseur by any means; store bought stuff is usually just fine for me.

but, now i'm totally convinced.

there's no going back after trying homemade apple pie.

#journal #undertale #frisk #sans #papyrus #undyne #flowey #toriel #alphys #soriel #sans and papyrus #papyrus and undyne #papyrus and sans #toriel x sans #sans x toriel #sans and flowey #skelebros

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dronebiscuitbat · 2 hours

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Oil is Thicker Then Blood (Part 4)

Uzi was near silent on the way back to her apartment, rubbing a hole into the plastic strap of the bag she was holding. N was equally so, committing to memory the tiny droneling he'd held in his arms, and how serene Uzi had looked while feeding her.

When she got to the door she stopped for a moment, turning to N.

“My Dad's probably home by now, don't mention the nursery stuff to him. He'll probably be all “aww look at my daughter being soft.” And then I'll have to throw up.” Her voice was monotone and guarded. Prepped for talking with her dad, N nodded.

The door opened, revealing Khan milling about the kitchen, making some kind of drink that was radioactive blue. Humming cheerily to himself.

“Hey Dad, I'm back.” Her words immediately had bite, N had to surpress a laugh at how typical that was.

“Hey kiddo! How… was… uh.” His sentence died in his throat as he turned around, eyes falling on N before his own daughter. That somehow was even more typical.

“Hi Mr. Doorman.” N replied, smile a mile wide and politeness leaking through his voice, he hoped he was somewhat changing whatever opinion he had of him.

“Uh… Hello, er N. What brings you here?” Khan awkwardly fumbled his words, eyes flicking from him to his daughter, who looked already completely finished with the conversation.

“He stayed the night dad. You'd know that if you paid any attention to me.” She rolled her eyes, pushing past him to get to her room.

“He what…? In your room!?” N had not been so impolite, so now Khan was in-between them, but turned in the direction of his daughter, looking concerned and angry.

“Yep. In my room.” She deadpanned, turning back to look at him, N could see the parental panic rising in him, so he decided to take action.

“I was overheating this morning, I needed somewhere to stay until the sun went down. Totally unplanned, otherwise I would have asked.” He smiled again at Khan, trying to give the man respect.

Khan looked suspicious, still glancing between the two before sighing, shaking his head.

“Uzi, I really would like to know when you have a friend over. Especially a boy.” N felt himself stiffen, although that was super fair, he wasn't sure he'd be entirely okay with that either if he had a daughter.

Why did he think of Tera?

“I'm sorry Mr. Doorman, it really was an emergency.” He explained. Ignoring Uzi's attempts to blow off her dad. “And if it makes you feel better I would never hurt your daughter, she's my best friend.” He added, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Uzi fluster.

She was always so shy about being vulnerable.

“I-I It does… actually. I'll admit I don't know a lot about you N. How… do you feel about my daughter?” Khans question wasn't accusatory, which was a great sign in N's book. And even better, this question was easy!

“She's awesome!” He replied simply, not knowing how better to explain how dear she was to him.

“N!” She hissed, crossing her arms and looking away embarrassed.

“What? You are!” He replied, turning back to Khan who looked deliberative.

“Thats not exactly… ah well, I suppose that is an answer.” Khan then seemed as if he was reassured, if only a little, and turned to N again, smiling even if it was wary.

“Then maybe we should sit down and talk sometime. If my daughter has friends, I aught to get to know them.” N beamed, this was what he'd wanted! If Khan liked him, maybe he could hang around Uzi more!

“I wouldn’t mind that, Mr. Doorman. “

“N, come on, I wanna get this stuff sat down!” Uzi called his attention, and they both disappeared behind Uzi's bedroom door, leaving Khan as he started. Alone.

Was he really okay with this? Letting a murder drone into his home to “hang out” with his daughter? He was conflicted, on one hand, he was happy his daughter had actually made a friend, he was concerned that she'd end up being alone one day. On the other, N was a disassembly drone, He'd killed so many worker drones, so many of his friends, and was part if the squad that took Nori from him.

He sighed, he would have to sit down with the boy after all, if only quell some of these thoughts.

“Ugh… Dad is so nosy!” Uzi cried out, throwing herself into her chair and the bag into her fridge, spinning the chair around in irritation.

“He's just worried about you. I'm not exactly the safest thing around.” N pointed out, still standing just inside the door, gesturing to himself with his hands.

“He left me for dead, he doesn't get to be worried. And also you are! I always feel safe with you.” At the end if that sentence, she blushed, spinning her chair sway from him so he couldn't see. She hadn't intended that to be anything but internal.

“Aww, Uzi.” He grinned, knowing she would be embarrassed at herself for saying that. But more than that, he felt warm, knowing that he made Uzi of all drones feel safe. Even though she could probably easily kick his ass, was a very nice feeling.

“Bite me, your sappiness is rubbing of on me.” She mumbled, before spinning back around in her chair. Still looking upset.

“My dad…he left me to die the day we met. He was fully willing to let you do whatever you wanted to me.” She said, her voice small.

“But now that we're friends, he thinks he can boss you around?! He's lucky you didn't eat me like you were supposed to! He should be groveling at your feet! Not treating you like some… teenage boy trying to get in my pants!” She yelled, stamping her foot, for a moment the solver symbol appeared in her eye, not that she noticed.

“We don't have-”

“Figure of speech.” She clarified before giggling “And we're both adults, if you wanna completely tear it down.”

They both laughed, N looking around for somewhere to sit before deciding the floor worked just fine. He plopped down, sitting cross legged with his tail in his lap.

“Almost adults, I'm just 19.” He said, startling her a little. Huh.

“Wait really? I thought you were older?”

“Nah, well I mean. Yes? Uh, Tessa, the girl who rebuilt me, found me in a junkyard. So I guess I'd have to been around awhile? But I don't remember what my life was like before that.”

“And that was 19 years ago so… uh.”

Oh wow, he could have lived an entire life before we was rebuilt. Did that count? Was he like 60 or something? Ew… that would make his and Uzi's friendship kinda weird.

“I mean… the version of you in your memories looked pretty young, older drones tend to be boxier, my guess is that you had some sort of defect. Like V and her vison.” Uzi said, making him feel better, he didn't feel 60 either, 19 felt right. He was completely reset when Tessa rebuilt him, so it had to be.

“Right, and J with her uh… aggressiveness.” He replied, he had quite a bit more to say about her, but that would be impolite.

“I mean, I'm only 18, and you had the same body type as Thad, who's the same age as me. 19 is probably right. Was there anything you struggled with when coming online?” She asked, cocking her head to the side, the chair and her hovering over him.

He thought for a moment, before something hit him. Literally, his tail had swung up and had hit him in the face. Uzi supressed a laugh, he found himself blushing, weather at his own screw up or how weirdly pretty her laugh sounded.

“I was clumsy. I am clumsy.”

“That would be it. Can't have an accident prone worker. You were probably decommissioned pretty soon after assembly… damn humans.” Her face fell, although she was still hovering over him, she no longer looked at him. Although he had to admit, she looked really nice from this angle.

Huh, that was a different thought. But he didn't disagree with it, he had thought that way about a lot of drones at prom. Everyone had been so dapper!

Still, the room fell into a comfortable silence, it was dark by now, he had no more reason to stay. But he found himself not wanting to leave. Besides it's not like if he went home V would even talk to him.

The spire had been so lonely lately.

“I'm still thinking about Tera.” Uzi broke the silence, head resting on one of her hands, her eyes glancing over at the door as if her dad could hear through it.

“She's so cute…” N immediately replied, his core immediately beginning to melt at the thought of the baby drone.

“Yeah, but that's not what I was thinking.” She hummed, using her solver to lazily open her fridge and crack open a cannister of oil, putting a straw in it.

“Her parents just, abandoned her, and they didn't even have the decency to name her!” Her frustration was clear, and N for once felt himself share it. Tera was the cutest thing alive, she deserved awesome parents! Not people who would just create her and then dump her.

“I like the name Tera though.” Is all he said, keeping a lid on his frustration for now, besides, Uzi was expressing enough of it for the both of them.

“I do too, not the point. I just… I don't want a baby to feel the way I did that day we met.”

So that's where this conversation was leading to.

Uzi had felt abandoned that day for sure, but she'd felt that way long before that. Khan had absorbed himself in his work when Nori had died, leaving her in her room, alone, so many nights…

“I know someone is going to adopt her. She's a really happy baby. No one can resist that. I just… really hope she won't be effected by it.” Her frown was evident, and she'd completely ceased paying attention to N, instead lost in her thoughts.

If she hadn't been, she might have seen him stand up.

In a second she was lifted bridal style, before being crushed in a massive hug. She squeaked, both at the suddenness of it and at N's arms wrapping tightly around her.

“E-N?! He-”

“I won't abandon you.”

Oh… did that make her core swell, it was heavy and it ached. She nearly wanted to cry, or scream maybe. N had gotten her right in the vulnerable spot, as he often did. She found herself leaning into his hug.

“I-I Know.”

“Sometimes I don't think you do.” He replied, squeezing tighter. She wondered if he ever felt the same, being tossed away like actual garbage, and then turned into something that was the literal antithesis of who he was.

“You know… I won't leave you either right?” She wasn't as good with words as he was and boy did it show, but still she felt his entire body stiffen before his hug somehow got tighter.

“Thank you.” Was his only reply, before he slowly sat he back down on the chair, Uzi looked away, willing her blush to go away before turning back to face him. Half-surprised to see a slight blush dusting his face.

“Do you want to keep visiting her? At least until someone adopts her? That way, neither of you will feel alone.” N suggested, even in the back of his mind, he knew it wasn't a wise idea, he was already getting attached, and he knew it would be hard on him when she had new parents.

But he'd deal with that, so long as he didn't have to see Uzi feel like she didn't matter anymore. Or worry about the little droneling feeling that way.

“Yeah… I'd like that.”

#biscuitbites #murder drones #murder drones n #murder drones nuzi #murder drones uzi #nuzi #md n #md nuzi #md uzi #n and uzi #serial designation n #uzi doorman #they have issues #but they have each other #N being clueless #Uzi trying not to swoon every five seconds

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reaperlight · 9 months

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I Will Survive

In a world where Venom succeeded in kicking Eddie out of his own apartment...

[Eddie, bruised, battered, and cornered in an alleyway.

A certain bright red stolen car makes a chance wrong turn and discovers him there...]

Cletus: My, my, my Eddie Brock....

Frances: Brockilicious?

Eddie, [terrified, cornered, there's nowhere to run]: Ah!

Cletus: Eddie... [sees he's injured, inspecting his bruised face, tilts his head back, frowning] Who did this to you?

Eddie: *whimpering in terror*

Cletus: *frowning, but takes cues from Frances and backs off*

Frances: ...Why don't you just come with us, Eddie?

Cletus: It's gonna be okay.

Cletus: [*Gives him his coat.*] I'm sorry we scared you, we're not gonna hurt you.

Eddie: W-what?!

Eddie: ...You're uh... your not mad? About... about the article?

[Eddie, belatedly realizing he probably shouldn't have mentioned that]

Cletus [looking annoyed but not murderous as he feared]: Well I was... until Frances helped me get some perspective.

Eddie: Frances?

Cletus [all soft smiles and love-sick eyes]: Eddie, meet my future wife.

Eddie: Wife?

Frances [smiles shyly at him]: Hi Eddie. You're safe with us, kiddo. Whoever did this. We're not gonna let them hurt you again. Right?

Cletus: Right.

Eddie: [*Still disbelieving, but too hurt to run and not seeing another option goes with them.*]

Later in the car with Frances driving, Eddie in the backseat under bunch of blankets they gave him against the chill of exposure and Cletus tending his wounds...

Eddie: You're really not mad...?

Cletus: Like you couldn't possibly have known what was going on in my head, could you? And you clearly had your own shit to deal with. Eddie... I owe you an apology. I'm sorry. About the things I said when I was about to get executed... you might understand that was kinda a stressful moment for me but still you did me a kindness and I threw it in your face. I truly am sorry. I feel like shit about it--

Eddie, [alarmed by Cletus's mood swings, squeaking in terror]: That's... that's fine.

Cletus, [frowning]: You don't have to be afraid of me, Eddie. Why are you afraid? You were never afraid before? I don't want to hurt you. I promise you that. You're our friend, yes?

Eddie: Yeah... yeah, uh... okay?

Cletus: Good! :) So you're our friend. [Darkly] Nobody hurts our friends.... who did this to you?

Eddie, [swallowing]: My... uh my... boyfriend. Ex... ex-boyfriend.

Eddie: [*starts crying in earnest*]

Cletus: [*holding him, mindful of bruised ribs*]: He hurts you, he hits you? ...What a dick.

Eddie [*between sobs*]: ...Y-yeah.

Frances: ...Baby, I'm taking us to the nearest diner.

Cletus: Thats a good idea. A warm meal. Pie and ice cream. What do you think, Eddie? And you can tell us anything you want about that asshole.

[At the Diner]

Frances: Hey, keep the ice cream coming please. This is a category 5 breakup event.

Eddie [between sobs]: And then... then he broke my tv--

Cletus: What. A. DICK!

Eddie [sniffling]: I know.

Frances: My God, dump his ass!

Eddie, [sobbing into his ice cream]: Too late... He dumped me.

Frances: No, you dumped him... Don't tolerate that shit. You can do so much better.

Cletus: Eddie, I know you. You are strong, you are brave you don't need that asshole. Frances is right, you are better off without him.

Eddie: [*sobbing harder*]

Cletus: ...So like, did you like... want us to kill that guy for you? Just saying like... he hurt you, took your stuff, tried to kill you... I could totally kill that guy for you. You know that's something I'm good at.

Eddie [Between sobs, loudly honking his nose into a napkin]: I-I don't think that's a good idea.

Cletus: What I don't understand why didn't you just sic your monster on him, unless... oh.

Eddie: 😳

Cletus: Hey, hey no judging. [*twitching awkwardly*] Hey, is it... uh, is it always like that? With those uh... monsters? And their uh... relations with humans? Asking for no particular reason.

Eddie: Uh, no. He was... he was nice. He WAS! Really. He didn't eat me.

Cletus: [*suddenly looking very uncomfortable*]

Frances: That's the floor, Brockilicious! He clearly wasn't treating you right.

Eddie: He helped me save the planet too. It wasn't all bad.

Frances: But who's gonna save you from him?

Eddie [noticing Cletus looks uncomfortable]: uh Cletus, I know you offered but you dont have to kill him. In fact please don't. He was an ass but I don't want him dead. And uh... he'll kill you, you know.

Cletus: ...You care?

Eddie: Oh.

Cletus: Oh Eddie! You really do care!

[Eddie freezes.

Cletus is hugging him, Frances is hugging him.

More pie arrives at the table.]

Cletus: We ARE friends! I'm so glad!

Cletus and Frances are both looking at him smiling madly, deliriously happy...

They didn't try to kill him or hurt him once, helped him, and have been listening to him crying about Venom for the past hour without complaint...

Eddie: Sure, Cletus, Frances... We're friends.

Frances: Yay!

Cletus: I must admit this is the happiest I've been today since our last two jailbreaks, and uh [*sharing a knowing look with Frances*] everything after number two.

Eddie: How uh... How did you manage that?

Cletus [still leaning in close, breathing him in]: You. You did Eddie. You saved us. You're our hero.

Eddie: I don't... I don't understand...

Frances: Cletus is alive thanks to you. You saved him, so that he could save me. We are not ungrateful.

Carnage [*manifesting*]: Hello Eddie.

Eddie [realizing]: ...Oh my God.

Eddie: [*Feeling worse knowing it's all his fault...*]

Cletus: Buddy uh, all things considered this might not be the best time...

Carnage: I waited. I listened. To him... and you.. Cletus, I am nothing like him. I'm not Venom! I will not hurt you! I am not eating you, I would never do that to you. You just need to accept our bond--

Cletus: Eddie uh... this is Carnage.

Carnage [grinning]: Thank you, dad. For bringing us together. For giving me this host. I love him... He is perfect for me.

Cletus: [*looking very uncomfortable*]

Carnage: Cletus, I mean you no harm and have no desire to eat you. I am sorry I made you feel that way. I want to do better.

Cletus: O-okay buddy. But if you really mean that then you should apologize to her.

Carnage: Shriek, I am sorry. I was hurting. You hurt me. But I should not have threatened to eat you. I am sorry. Cletus, I will do better than father. I promise!

Frances: Apology accepted.

Eddie watching them giggling and cuddling together and becoming sadder, feeling like he was looking at what he could have had if he hadn't screwed things up with Anne AND Venom.

Carnage: Dad?

Eddie [*winces*]: ...

Carnage: Eddie... You were not unreasonable. Father is just an idiot, ignoring the most basic safety precautions. [*holding Cletus and Frances protectively with tentacles*] Of course they would find him and you, lock you both away in their cages. If I can understand that why can't he?

Eddie: I think he's used to conquering planets and moving on.

Carnage [scoffing]: He's still an idiot.

Eddie [tearing up again]: He was MY idiot though.

Frances: Oh Brockilicious you have it bad--Hey Eddie why don't you come here.

Cletus: Really, it's okay.

[Eddie comes closer, confused, but (to his horror) trusting. Both of them lean against him and he is comforted by the familiar feeling of tentacles draped over him even if these were red instead of black...

He hasn't forgotten what Cletus is but he no longer is afraid anymore just as after a while he stopped being afraid of Venom and his brain-eating. He was adaptable like that. It helps that Carnage feels so familiar. It's not Venom but this still feels comfortable, like coming home...]

Eddie: God, I'm an idiot. I miss him so much. It feels wrong now, without him. Emptied out, hollow.

Carnage: We could spawn in you?

Cletus: Woah buddy!

Eddie: [*spitting out his drink*]

Carnage: ...If you'd like?

Cletus: That's uh really, really forward... [Exchanges glances with Frances, she nods] Carn's right, you're welcome to join us...

Eddie: You're not afraid I'd like... use your spawn to stop you?

Cletus: Stop us from what, going on our honeymoon?

Carnage: Hmmm, the offer still stands.

Eddie: What?

Cletus: That's the thing Eddie, we uh... we really wanted to invite you to our wedding since you're like our only friend but considering your recent breakup if you don't want to... We completely understand.

Frances: You got a place to go? Should we like drop you off somewhere?

Eddie, [while feeling safe enough with them not really trusting them near Anne or any of his friends and afraid of what they might get up to and Carnage... that was his fault, his responsibility...]: It's okay. I'll go.

Cletus: Oh Eddie, thank you! You don't know how much this means to us.

[They hug him again and Eddie is only alarmed that this is no longer uncomfortable....

The police arrive. Frances shrieks and they escape. Carnage is furious, Cletus trying to hold them back while Frances and Eddie look on in horror.]

Cletus: ...If you stay with us it's gonna hurt sometimes. You need to accept that. You can't threaten her again. Take it out on me if you must--

Carnage: I don't want to hurt you, Cletus. I don't want to hurt her either. I know how much she means to you..

Cletus: You threatened to eat her!

Carnage: Because she was hurting us! I do not want to hurt either of you I just don't like the screaming! We were cool before her. What happened? Don't you understand you are mine?

Cletus: Uh...

Eddie: Hey uh... Carnage? You said you want to do better than Venom? That's not the way you do it.

Carnage [*Head tilt*]: It isn't?

Eddie: No.

Carnage: ...Can you show me?

Eddie: Yes. Why don't... why don't you come here.

Carnage: Okay. [*surges over to him*]

[Eddie closes his eyes in clear relief, it feels good to be a host again, even if it was different and decidedly not Venom...]

Cletus [also in clear relief, while he'd enjoyed the power it had also been awkward and he'd been living in constant fear since it threatened Frances]: Thank you, Eddie.

***

[Cletus and Frances, getting an intimate moment to themselves on their wedding night.

Eddie, babysitting a sulking Carnage and patiently trying to explain the concept of boundaries and consent to a lovesick alien who was raised in the head of a serial killer.

He supposed he could have just taken off with Carnage but Carnage would never allow that and dammit he cared about them too...]

Eddie: ..Do you understand now?

Carnage: I think so. In that case, Eddie, I'd like to ask an additional favor of you.

Eddie: What's that?

Carnage: ...When you give me back to him I'm going to need to borrow your body like father did with your Anne.

Eddie: Wait you mean... You want... you want to kiss him? You want to use ME to kiss him.

Carnage: Yes.

Eddie: Surely that's not necessary...

Carnage: It is very necessary. Please?

*Sad symbiote eyes*

Eddie: I guess it's progress that you're asking.... fine but only, and I mean only if they are both okay with it.

Carnage: Yessss!

Eddie: ....And I've probably signed my death warrant agreeing to that.

Carnage: I don't think so. They like you.

Eddie: Are you kidding, they will hunt me for sport.

Carnage: Are you this dense? They are only "hunting" in the sense that you are a pretty unicorn. They both like you and desire you as a mate. If you don't believe me then ask them yourself...

***

Cletus: Thank you, Eddie. For everything.

Eddie: It was no problem.

[Surprised to realize he meant it and was almost sorry to leave. No there was no "almost."

Going back meant he'd have to face realty, Anne, a stolen apartment, police questioning, Venom...

Frances: You could... come with us if you want?

Eddie: On your honeymoon?

[His pulse quickened, could Carnage have been right? ]

Frances: Yeah why not live a little, come see the world with us.

Cletus: We're gonna see all the things we never got to see, do all the things we never got to do... you can always say we abducted you. Hey, think of the book deals you could get for this experience--

Eddie: That's uh... that's exploitative.

Cletus: Eddie... I'm asking you to exploit me. I'd like you to exploit me. I am here to please.

Frances: Yeah, you have our permission. [Teasing] I wouldn't mind a little of that myself. You can use us if you don't mind us using you a bit too.

Carnage: ...And we can spawn in you. :)

Frances: Don't pressure him! Didn't Eddie talk to you about that?

Carnage: Oh, sorry. I could spawn in you if you'd like... but I think we both know you want me to.

Eddie: Why don't we hammer out how you'd like this story to be told?

Cletus: I'd like that. I think we might hammer out a lot of things.

Eddie: So, where to first?

Frances: How's your Spanish?

***

[Meanwhile back at Eddie's (former) apartment a very worried pitch black chicken is watching the news. ]

Newscaster: Cletus Kasady is on the loose! Local journalist Eddie Brock has been kidnapped! A statewide manhunt is underway... Kasady and Barrison are extremely dangerous--

Venom: Eddie ;_;

Venom: Eddie, I didn't mean it. I didn't mean to wish you dead.

Venom: [*Trying and failing to fly as a chicken.*]

Venom: I'm coming Eddie! I will save you!

Eddie: [*sipping martinis in Mexico with his new friends, doing just fine.*]

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mlobsters · 5 months

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supernatural s12e23 all along the watchtower (w. andrew dabb)

CASTIEL Kelly. I told you I'd put this together. I'm very good at following instructions.

cute

welcome back, friend-o

said it many times before and i'll say it again, so glad to have pellegrino back. man, he's just so creepy as lucifer. can't get over it. they can give the same lines to someone else and it never quite lands the same

LUCIFER All right, well, I'd love to chat with ya, but, uh, why waste my time, right? It's not like you matter. I don't need to put on the old Sam suit anymore, do I? DEAN You know, if you think we're just gonna let you walk – LUCIFER Oh, hey, Dean! I know you fellas are gonna try, you know, whatever. Whatever you're gonna try. But you can't kill me. You've never been able to kill me. And with, uh, witch bitch gone, you can't put me back in the Cage, so like I said… you don't matter. Okay? Buh-bye. Buh-bye.

is rowena actually dead? i was under the impression she was in other later seasons but i don't actually know. that would be a crappy way to go out, to be sure. i know they like to kill people off, but hell, meg got an amazing episode before she was offed. made me cry! meg!! gonna assume not until proven otherwise

KELLY I'm just saying, the checkout guy looked at us like we were super weird. CASTIEL Ah, you'll get used to it.

lol. (unwanted baby tip though, even non-half-archangel newborns grow super fast so you never know how long a size of diaper will fit. some are too big for newborn sizes almost right away! lol)

what in the world. did she just leak some lucifer baby juice on the truck through her hand

how very hell-ish. so who's our mystery guest. old angel, god, benny, hell-au!dean

KELLY Hi, Jack. It's, uh… I'm your mom.

ps my youngest kiddo is named jack lol

s12e23 / star trek: generations (1994)

have to get back to the nexus!

LOL scrambling for an assist from sam, maybe not your best bet what with sam and lucifer's history

SAM Crowley…why did you do it? Save Lucifer– What did you want? CROWLEY I wanted to win. I perverted Mother's spell, put Lucifer in a vessel of my own making because I wanted to win. You have any idea how many people have made a play for my throne over the years? Lucifer, Abaddon, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Too damn many. I thought if I could put the Devil on a leash… my own personal nuke, no one would ever dare challenge me again.

talk about embarrassing, good grief. i'm not sure crowley has the capacity to feel embarrassed really? so at least i'm not feeling it really either, except from a distance. he's not really bothered, i'm not really bothered! i'd like to think crowley would know better than this, but then everyone has their weak spots

curious where this "i hate my job" thing is going. sam seems dubious (as is right). but another thing i love that they generally keep to with crowley is he's playing a long game, almost always. reminds me a bit of a line about hannibal (though crowley is more mushy human regularly than hannibal is honestly)

hannibal s3e2 primavera WILL GRAHAM Hannibal follows several trains of thought at once, without distraction from any. One of the trains is always for his own amusement. ABIGAIL HOBBS He's playing with us. WILL GRAHAM Always.

CROWLEY Well, whenever there's a world-ending crisis at hand, I know where to place my bets. It's on you, you big, beautiful, lumbering piles of flannel

true and also buttering them up but also getting in a dig, all around very signature crowley, yes please and thank you

CROWLEY So if you'll forgive my transgression, I'll make it worth your while. DEAN Which means? CROWLEY After we put Lucifer back in his cage– together– I'll seal the gates of Hell. You'll never see another demon again, apart from, of course, yours truly. MARY You would do that? CROWLEY Why not? They stab me in the back, I'll happily stab them in the front, the sides, and right up their little black-eyed asses. So… we have a deal?

LOL he wanna move into the bunker too?

CROWLEY This is what you do when I'm not here? Type? DEAN Yep.

haha crowley see it's boring being the good guys too

now what are the odds that crowley does stay there, sitting down, and shutting up :p

DEAN Saving your ass. SAM You and Kelly just taking off was a stupid move. But there's no way we're letting Lucifer get his hands on that kid. It ain't happening. DEAN Look, Sam's right, okay? We'll work through our crap. We always do. But right now, we are here to get you, get Kelly, and get gone.

interesting, feels like sam rarely gets mad at cas. he was actually a little angry here, guess risking lucifer getting jack because they skipped town was a hot button

(ok i went to go look at the script to see if it said what he was thinking and wow a ton of stuff here didn't make into the episode. crowley being wayy too human and more. ok actually all of this is way different than what is happening, i gotta stop reading)

CASTIEL It's a doorway to another world. DEAN Anoth– What, like Narnia? CASTIEL No. No, through there it's Earth, but…but different. It's a– it's an alternate reality.

haha my hell-au!dean batshit suggestion not sounding so batshit!

SAM So it's a Bizarro world? Or – or like the place we got zapped to where we were, uh, uh, actors on a TV show. DEAN Oh, yeah. The supernatural wasn't real. SAM Yeah. DEAN And you were Polish.

:p silly

LOLOL oh my god hell-au!BOBBY! i did not go batshit enough. laughed until i was wheezing

CASTIEL As I said, it's– it's Earth. But this Earth is locked in eternal war between Heaven and Hell. There are armies of angels fighting hoards of demons, and the few humans that remain are caught in between.

SAM Yeah. John Winchester, our father. BOBBY Doubt it. He's dead. Been dead over 40 years now. Only reason I know about him is this Hunter I ran with, Mary Campbell. You get a few pints of shine into her, and she always told the same story about the man she loved– John Winchester. Azazel killed her about 10 years ago. SAM Cas, what the hell is this? CASTIEL This is a world where you were never born. It's a world you never saved.

haha so it's like SEE this is what would have HAPPENED if mary didn't make the deal with azazel!!!! so she did the RIGHT thing!!! you know i don't think she had a choice since heaven and hell were behind the scenes pulling strings, so i never felt like mary needed absolution, but okay then

MARY Okay. I think they're less than five minutes apart now. It's almost time. How you doin'? KELLY I'm dying. MARY I know. KELLY But that's okay. 'Cause wouldn't you die for your sons? MARY Yeah.

usually pregnancy/labor doesn't get to me but man this is pushing my weepy buttons unexpectedly. some of this being too relatable to when my jack was born (without the anticipated imminent death). they also deployed the mushy music

DEAN You know, Cas has faith in this kid.I hope he's right. But me? I have faith in us. You, me, Mom, Cas. And Crowley. Sometimes.

sweet and cute

shove lucifer into the nexus!

cute. and padalecki's hair always looks best to me when it's a little disheveled

well crowley surely can't be dead after this apparent self sacrifice too, right?

and now cas going in to fight when they're trying to seal the nexus. we're maxing out the drama

cas dead but what, soon to be revived by jack? chuck? somebody. and lucifer pulling mary into the nexus while she uses her amped up brass knuckles to..... punch lucifer in the face a bunch. hoookay. which conveniently now decides to seal with them both inside. with a dead?? crowley

i went back and read through the (production draft) script and things were moved around and a lot was changed/removed. i have only recently gotten in the habit of skimming the scripts when available more regularly for the ep i'm on, so i dunno how common it is for them but so far i haven't seen one even close to as many differences from script to screen that this had

#supernatural #spnwatch #spn 12x23 #andrew dabb

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hello-im-not-a-possum · 1 year

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Shattered Identity

Chapter three: Li(es)ghts, camera, action!

Chapter one. Chapter two.

Fitting the ghost-speak-to-English-translator around his neck, adjusting his face mask, and double checking to make sure he looked presentable enough that they wouldn't call child protective services or the non emergency hotline the second they saw him, Vlad took a deep breath in and rehearsed his regular human cover story.

"I'm Vlad Masters's son and I came to Amity because I got a letter stating that my father was killed under mysterious circumstances and you two seem like people of interest."

No, he shouldn't start with that, felt too accusatory too quickly and could tip Danny off that he does have something of a grudge against his parents, which would mean that he'd lose the boy's trust.

"Hello! I'm Vlad Masters's son and I originally came here because I'm an aspiring crypto-zoologist with an interest in ectobiology, so naturally I figured that the most haunted town on earth had a few colleges with good courses in the subject."

Good, good, it's not perfect yet but it's certainly better than murder accusation. And the Fentons would be more likely to open up to him if they assumed he was fascinated in their field. Now to explain why and how they've never seen him in their lives before, not even as a picture...

"I've been studying abroad for years, mostly in Europe. And Dad? We haven't really seen each other since the divorce, it was a messy and complicated one so he really doesn't like talking about it."

Perfect! But should he go for a fake accent, or just speak normally? Hell, he hasn't even picked out a fake name yet! Ugh! If he kept going on like this and stalling, he'd completely miss his chance!

He took a deep breath in and knocked on the door.

"I'll get it!"

Jack Fenton opened up the door with a friendly grin. "Hello there kiddo, here to report anything ghost... related..?" He trailed off as he noticed that the young adult on his doorstep had a stark resemblance to his old friend.

He looked just like how Vlad did back in college! A little thinner and his hair was sticking up in ways that reminded him of the Wisconsin Ghost, but other than that he was the spitting image!

"Hello Mr. Fenton! My name is Jack Masters and I'm an aspiring Crypto-zoologist with an interest in ectobiology..."

"Jack... Masters..?" the man repeated, his eyes watering with a weak smile.

"Er.. Yes..?"

The teen nervously smiled back despite the smile in question being hidden. Swiss rolls! What did he do?! Why was Jack crying?! ACK!

Jack scooped his Best Friend's son up in a tight bear hug. Despite how distant they've grown and how upset he was after he came out of the hospital, Vlad still loved and respected him so much that he named his own son after him! And despite the white-gray hair, this kid was clearly at least sixteen! Doing the math, that meant that he was born a few years after the portal incident!

"Uh.. Nice to meet you too?" The teenager in the gold, white, and green sweater wheezed while being crushed.

"Oops! Sorry about that." The big Jack put the small Jack down and wiped his eyes while the teen brushed his sweater off. "I guess I got a little too excited..."

"No worries, mind if I come in? I think your family and I have a lot to talk about."

"Of course, J-Kid! Come in! We're about to have breakfast, we'll fix you a plate too."

"Thanks Mr. Fenton!"

"What's with all the commotion?" Jazz asked and froze as she saw the guest.

"Kids! Your cousin Jack Masters dropped by! Isn't that great?"

"Yeah.. Great..." She nervously smiled while her brother held back his laughter behind her. "Hey, can we see him in private before breakfast?"

Before their father could answer, she was already dragging him upstairs and into her room, Danny following close behind.

"Are you okay? Did something happen back at your house that you came to warn us about? Are you suffering side effects from the Ghost Duster and came here for help?"

"Were you panicking when you picked Jack as a fake name or did Dad mishear you when you were getting a bear hug? And of all the things to steal from my parents, why an old lab coat?"

"Tell your homicidal friends that Vlad didn't make it!" The masked teen blurted out instead of answering any of the duo's questions.

"What?!" Both Jazz and Danny gawked in unison.

"Sam and Tucker, tell them either the core was destroyed due to a mishap or that shortly after he reformed, Jack and Maddie gunned him down for good. Either way, I know they want me dead and if they already believe that I am, they won't try to kill me. I may not know the full picture of why I'm being hunted down and treated like the scum of the earth, but I don't want to be destroyed!"

"...Did you catch them breaking into your house when you went home last night and thought that they wanted to kill you in your sleep? Because if so, that wasn't the plan." Danny wrung his hands with a nervous smile.

"...You know what? Forget it, that's not the important take away here." He shook his head. "The important thing is that this" he gestured to his own body. "Cannot be reversed. The only way for me to grow back up that I know of is the natural flow of time. Which means that I need to both fake my own death and fake my own new life."

"Okay, that sounds... reasonable, but what do we have to do with that?"

"You two can't tell anyone else that I'm alive, not even your friends who you might trust but I certainly don't. I know they won't buy that I'm actually my own estranged son which is why my cover story for them is that I'm a clone designed to play 'undertaker'. You know, that I just exist to handle all the chaos that normally would've come up without a death plan in mind as well as destroy all evidence that Vlad has supernatural abilities after his death and may or may not just melt into nothing imminently after the Job's done?"

"...I hate that that's a plausible thing you- Er, past you would do." Danny groaned.

Vlad gave him an unamused look which was easy to read even with the face mask.

"What about our mom?" Jazz raised an eyebrow.

"...What about her? She can't be trusted with the truth or the clone story."

"Not that, I'm curious, do you still have any strong feelings towards her?"

"Yes: Fear. I feel very strong feelings of fear." Vlad nodded. "And other various and hard-to-name emotions too, but those are in the background. If you're worried about me lusting after her then don't. I know that even boiled down to our very essences as people, we're completely incompatible as a couple."

"Oh? Care to elaborate?" Jazz sat next to the bed and gestured for him to lay down on it and gestured for Danny to give them some privacy for Vlad's comfort, which both did. "When did you discover that you and mom are incompatible?"

"I can't really put it down to an exact date or moment, just... It was like a switch was flipped while I was reduced to a core. The need to survive outweighing both ghostly obsession and human delusions. It was like... carrying a backpack full of rocks while trying to scale a cliff, and when I almost lost my grip, I cut off the backpack without even thinking about it. It didn't matter to me if they were the most precious jewels or just dead weight in the moment, I had to..."

"I see... And how exactly would you describe this incompatibility? Romantic, platonic, spiritual..? Or were you so deeply effected by the trauma she inflicted on you that you can't even tell what you used to see in her anymore?"

...He was going to say that while he is willing to forgive her for her part to play in the portal incident, her abandoning him to rot alone in the hospital while marrying his best friend, robbing him a few times, several attempted dissections, and many more things, he still had standards and self-respect and would never in a million years date a Viking's fan. But he also felt that if he did say that out loud to her, she'd think his priorities were completely stupid.

"Y-yeah, both the trauma and the romantic thing... Looking back with a new perspective and going off of what I remember about us, if by some means we genuinely got together, we would bring out the worst in each other and I think that it would be an exhausting power struggle where if one of us won, the other would be trapped in a miserable metaphorical cage and if it was us as equals against a shared enemy, say, the ghost zone, we would be genocidal tyrants of likes the universe had never seen before."

"...Okay... And how come you and her worked out as friends then?"

"In hindsight, Jack was the glue that healthily held us together-"

"Wait, you don't wanna kill my dad anymore?"

"Well out of everyone who intentionally tried to kill me that I know of, he's been the most friendly and considerate, so no? Not really." He shrugged

"That's great! Er, not the almost dying thing but..."

"Kids! Breakfast!" Maddie called up the stairs. "Better hurry and get it before the bus comes!"

"Okay, while we didn't the chance to dig too deep I think we made some good progress on figuring out what you're working with. Wanna do this again next week?"

"I'll think about it..." Vlad got off of the bed. "I mean, the next few weeks are going to be insanely busy for me with all the paperwork."

The two went downstairs and sat at the table, where the Fenton Family ate while Vlad just picked at his food as he didn't want to take off the mask.

Maddie took notice of the older teen's lack of appetite as well as a few other red flags about him.

The son of one of the most talked about billionaires in the world, and there's never even been so much of a peep by media about him? She wasn't denying his paternity, it would be extremely difficult to prove that the teen wasn't his son. (He was practically the spitting image of his younger self from what she could see of his uncovered face) but how and why did Vlad manage to keep the boy out of public eye for so long? Not even a single family picture anywhere in the house? Vlad never even talking about him once?

And that's not even touching on the mysterious teen's physical state; He was frail, had dark circles under his eyes, he was shaking like a chihuahua, and call it a mother's intuition, but the way his clothes and mask were, it... it seemed like he was strategically covering up injuries...

Oh god... did he name his kid "Jack" because he was using him as punching bag to let his anger out..? She tolerated so much of Vlad's... peculiarities for her husband's sake, but so help her, she will maul that man like a feral bear if he's been abusing his own son over his petty grudge against her husband!

"So J-Kid, tell us about yourself." Her husband gave the guest a warm smile. "What got you interested in Crypto-zoology?"

"Mostly morbid curiosity. I grew up hearing about sightings of strange creatures, both alien and terrestrial and I wanted to know more about them. What evolutionary niches are they supposed to fill? How intelligent are they? Are they sentient and sapient? And regarding my interest in ectobiology, with the existence of ghosts being proven real, how many of the cryptids on earth are living, breathing creatures that we know very little of and how many are ghosts of the entities they once were? ...I figured if I could tell the difference between ghost biology and living entity biology, it would come in handy with some of my questions."

"Well if you're up for an internship here, we'd be more than happy to teach you everything we know about ghost biology!" Jack beamed.

"Thank you for the offer Mr. Fenton, I'll think about it while settling in to town."

"And do you have a place to stay? ...Specifically, a place you feel safe staying at?" Maddie inquired.

"Yes, don't worry, I plan on staying with Vladimir. It's going to be my first time meeting him since the divorce so I'm both nervous about it and excited."

"The divorce..?" She repeated, surprised, but not sure what she should be surprised about. Maybe the fact Vlad got married in the first place?

"Yes, from what I can tell about it it was really messy and mom was pretty spiteful about it, not giving an inch while taking miles, refusing to let him see me, spreading bad rumors... I'm not surprised he never really told anyone about me, I bet he didn't want to talk about the whole thing. It kinda feels weird calling a man I've never met my dad though..."

Okay, so whatever the kid's been through wasn't directly caused by Vlad... He's safe from her mama bear wrath for now.

"Well I'm sure you two will get along just fine, why, you and V-Man even have the same favorite football team! Sure moving's always hard to adjust to, but you have nothing to worry about regarding your old man, okay?"

"Got it, thanks Mr. Fenton. And thanks for the breakfast" Vlad weakly smiled.

"Oh? Going so soon?"

"Yeah, sorry, but boxes aren't going to unpack themselves and I really just came to let you two know I'm in the neighborhood before you get caught off guard."

"Well feel free to visit again any time, J-Kid!" Jack gave him a firm handshake. "Our home is your home too."

"And mine is yours." the teen smiled back.

---

"-So let me get this straight. He's dead? As in, dead dead?" Tucker almost couldn't believe his ears.

"Yeah, as it turns out, while I was trying to take him to Frostbite, he didn't survive the trip..." Danny scratched the back of his head. Not comfortable with lying directly to his two best friends but it wasn't like paranoid amnesiac had an unreasonable request considering that all he knew about them right now was that they tried to kill him. "His core fell apart while we were trying to figure out what happened to him.."

"Dang..." Tucker leaned against the bus stop. "I mean, I never liked the guy... but really? That's how the cookie crumbled instead of some epic final battle?"

"Are you sure? It feels too... convenient." Sam spoke up. "He just falls apart and that's it? He's done and dealt with?"

"Do you want him to come back..?"

"No! But just.. I think we should keep our guards up. He could be faking it so he can go lick his wounds somewhere before ambushing us."

"I... don't think it's possible to fake having a core fall apart." Danny frowned.

"I'm less worried about him somehow surviving being completely destroyed and more worried about who or what will raid Vlad's mansions for weapons and money to use against us." Tucker shook his head. "Just imagine Skulker with the Plasmius Maximus incorporated into his arsenal."

"So he'd disable his own powers?" He snorted in amusement.

"Okay, bad example..."

"Anyway, I don't think we should be too worried about what happens to his stuff, Vlad made a clone of himself specifically to handle it. I've met him and he's not too bad."

"HE HAS A CLONE OF HIMSELF?!" Both Tucker and Sam gawked in unison.

"...Yeah? But don't worry, he's not evil, just skittish."

"How do you know this..?" Sam shook her head in exasperation.

"He showed up on the doorstep and Dad let him in to have breakfast."

"Huh... Does Dani know she has a big brother?"

"...Or a little brother depending on how long he's been out of the tube?"

"Good question... I guess I'll ask him the next time we see each other."

#danny phantom #danny fenton #vlad masters #vlad plasmius #jack fenton #maddie fenton #jazz fenton #tucker foley #sam manson #fanfic #Shattered Identity

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legendheroes · 1 year

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have the local heroes ever talk about their experience with dark digivolving their partners?

i feel like they need to have that talk

Ken: So, Daisuke asked me a favor which is helping you to talk about… Something important.

Ken: *Ahem* Your experiences with negative digimon evolution.

Ken: I say it by experience. Taichi-san from my world knows why.

Little Ken knew that Takato was aware of the reason as well.

Tagiru: Um… Why should we talk about those?

Taichi: I think it’s a good talk, I’ve talked about this before with Daisuke and the others, Ichijouji too.

Tagiru: What do you mean by ‘negative evolution’?

Takato: It’s when you dark-evolve your digimon, right? At least it’s what I know.

Tagiru: That didn’t help much, Takato-san! How do you do that? Why are we having this talk?

Haru: Oh, I think I know. It’s when you raise your digimon incorrectly and get an uncontrollable form for your digimon, right?

Takato: Yep! But how do you know that?

Haru: I… I had an Agumon once…?

Tagiru: There’s a ton of Agumons in this group…

Masaru: Do ya have a problem with it!?

Tagiru: [panicky] N-NO-NOT SIR!

Taiki: Hmm…

Taichi: Here's some wise advice: Never risk your life in order to force a digimon to evolve. Actually, never force a digimon to evolve. I did it. I put everyone and Agumon in danger.

Taichi: And please, don’t kidnap other people digimon and force them to evolve, either.

Ken: [laughs nervously]

Takato: Ah, I knew this was the case. Daisuke-san never had this issue, but Ichijouji-san did.

Ken: It’s not something I’m proud of, I admit it was a mistake.

Takuya: Uh, I don’t think I had this problem before… I mean had no control over Vritramon at first and almost hurt everyone… But I’m not sure if I had dark-evolved before. Maybe it was when I turned into a human-beast hybrid digimon for a while?

Taiki: Hm… I never experienced it either. But Shoutmon and the others had been brainwashed twice before.

Tagiru: Gumdramon was a naughty digimon before meeting me, but I don’t think he was that bad…?

Masaru: If we’re having this talk… I used Burst Mode incorrectly once, I put everyone in danger because of my rage, made my Agumon suffer and cry out of pain until he reverted into a digiegg.

Takato: Rage… I had my own wrath and…

Takuya: It’s OK kiddo, we won’t judge you. spill those beans!

Takato: We witnessed a friend’s digimon be killed in front of our eyes, and I wanted to beat Beelzebumon so badly that I dark-evolved Guilmon into a terrible monster. I hope I never make Guilmon evolve into that digimon again…

R!Taichi: I never raised my Agumon incorrectly, I think. But the closest to those experiences was when we were dealing with Devimon and there was dark miasma around the place. But… I don’t remember much of what happened. I was… Eaten.

Tagiru: What!? like, the evil guy chomped you alive?!

R!Taichi: Yes. I don’t know how I survived though…

Taichi: If turning into a keychain is the closest thing to dying… Wait, I got literally erased from the world once.

Takuya: Huh, Hiro’s too quiet. Hey dude, tell us something!

Tagiru: Yeah, did you do something wrong before??

Hiro: Uh… I can’t say I’m raising Gammamon wrongly. But…

Tagiru/Takuya: But!?

Hiro: There’s another side of Gammamon we don’t know well. But he knows me somehow.

Masaru: What do ya mean?

Hiro: I don't think it’s a dark-evolution, based on what it was said about it… GulusGammamon is not an uncontrollable beast. So I thought maybe I have nothing to add here.

Taichi: Then Daisuke, Haru and Hiro never experienced it?

Ken: Seems like to be it.

Takuya: No offence Takato, but how do you know Daisuke never experienced it?

Takato: Uh… He told me. Actually he told me he’s not good at being evil.

Everyone but Taichi & Ken: What do you mean?

Taichi: Ah… Should we tell them?

Ken: It’s not like Daisuke would mind, if he told someone already…

Tagiru: Spit it out!!?

Taichi: You see, there was a time Daisuke tried to really impress girls and tried dark-evolving himself into a copy of the Digimon Kaiser, but…

Ken: He tried and failed at it. That’s all.

Taichi: The only bad thing in him is his head.

Meanwhile…

Daisuke: A-ATCHOO!

V-mon: What’s wrong? Did you catch a cold?

Daisuke: Maybe… Hey, better not buy more than one chocolate bar this time, V-mon!!

#legend xros wars au

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warmaidensrevenge · 2 years

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When a connection is broken.

Vamp! Eddie x Vamp!plus size reader

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

I like this new series. I feel good about it.

Warning: angst, heartbreak, and language. Not proof read and no word count

Summary: Distance should make things better. But for Eddie he's unsure. Y/n make a decision that effects a growing bond.

Chapter 3: Love bites

It was a seriously cloudy day. Y/n made sure it was. That being because the one thing Eddie was certain of, was the sun would kill them. Now finally ok with himself, he wasn't too fond of dying anymore. He couldn't imagine a world without each other now. He knew that it wasn't the connection that made him feel that way. But the other ways he wanted you were. He could understand the difference. Which was easy for him. He knew where the line was drawn and he waited for the connection to break so he can finally know what was real.

As he lead you guys to a field he saw that Dustin radio was still there. You hanged back while he tried the radio.

"Henderson do you copy? Over."

Static filled the air.

" Henderson do you copy? Over."

Common Dustin

"Yoo hoo. Dusty bun do you copy? Over"

" what the hell man? Who is this? Over."

Eddie grinned. " Does one forget it’s master? Over"

"EDDIE?!"

" That's Sir Eddie to you Henderson. Over"

It was quiet for a minute.

" He man. You ok? Over"

" What - how-what- son of a bitch."

"Language. There are ladies present. Over"

"How?."

"Just get out to your radio and I'll explain. Over"

" Got it. Over"

" Hey can you get my uncle out here? Over"

" Uh yeah I'll uh see what I can do. Over"

" Thanks. Over and out"

" Missed you man....Over and out"

God he was happy. After what seemed like decades instead of months he was gonna see them again. Yes!

" Hey did you get a hold of them?" You asked making your way to him.

" Yeah they should be coming soon."

"That's great. So umm I sent them to go for food. But uhh mostly it's probably better for them not to be here. Don't want to scare anyone off from all the fangs. It's best for your friends to know there's only us. Keep it secret. Keep it safe."

Seriously? How perfect can you be. You loved the Lord of the rings too.

" Yeah ok." He smiled

" So uhh you can retract your fangs. Just so you can tell them when you're ready."

"We can do that?"

You chuckled " yeah we can do a lot of things. Sorry I've been such a shitty maker. I promise though I'll teach you."

" No it's cool. I know you've been through a lot."

You grabbed his hand. " Thanks"

Man I want to kiss you.

" It's just the link ok. Don't let it cloud your mind. You need to stay focused."

"Right. Uh do you have to say an order out loud for me to listen?"

" No. I can just think it. Why?"

" Just in case I need you to umm. If you feel me change. Do it."

You got closer to him. Bodies only inches apart.

" Don't worry Munson. You won't hurt them."

" Just promise me y/n"

You nodded and gave him a hug. He held onto you for a bit longer than he intended. But you didn't budge. After about 3 minutes you guys parted.

" I'm gonna hang back ok. Just call me when you need me. I'll hear you."

Eddie nodded and you left. He was pacing for an hour when he heard the crunching of the grass. They smelled so delicious.

Shit how am I gonna do this.

He heard you voice.

" Don't worry. Just breathe. It's ok. You won't hurt them."

Eddie looked around but didn't see you.

Where you in his head?

" EDDIE! WHAT THE HELL MAN!"

Eddie couldn't help his smile. It reached from ear to ear. He saw Dustin first. He ran to him. Controlling himself not to use his full speed. He embraced the curly head kid, lifting him off his feet.

" Damn man. When did you get so strong? Dustin said after Eddie put him down.

" Damn good to see ya kiddo."

That's when he saw the others. Nancy, Steve, and Robin. He greeted them all with a hug.

" See you got this." He heard you say.

After about 2 hours he explained to them what happened leaving out a few details. Not sure how they would take it.

" I uhh want you guys to meet someone. She's kinda really important to me. Hey y/n"

Within a second you were next to him.

" Hey. These are my friends. Guys this is y/n. She's the one who saved me."

" Wait I know you." Nancy claimed " Your the girl who went missing 3 years ago."

"yeah that's me."

After a few minutes of introductions you guys all sat on the grass.

" So you're telling me you can't like turn into a bat and fly. That's bullshit!"

"Language!" Eddie and Steve said at the same time.

"Shit sorry. Damn it sorry. FUCK! I'm just gonna shut up." Dustin was defeated

You giggled." No it's fine. You're good."

"See" Dustin scowled Eddie and Steve.

" So uhh what else it true about you guys"

" We can see our reflection." Eddie stated

" Well yes but that's because they don't make mirrors with silver anymore." You corrected him.

Oh I didn't know that.

" It's cool Munson. How could you?" You looked at him and smiled.

" I'm confused?" Robin said

" Oh it's like a thing we have." Eddie tried to explain.

" You can read minds? Wait hold on what am I thinking right now." Dustin made you laugh

" No it's not like that. Umm since I made him I can feel what he feels. Like when he's nervous. I can tell."

" Damn that sucks." Dustin sighed

" I think it's cool." Steve said giving you a flirtatious grin.

Back off Harrington.

You gave Eddie a look. And he pushed the feelings away.

" Another thing is, make sure to get rid of your welcome mats and lock all your doors and windows. Yes we do need an invitation to come in. But it doesn't have to be verbal. So much as an open window can serve as an invitation."

"Seriously?!" Nancy was shocked

"yeah and oh. Garlic just smells good. Doesn't do anything though. And uh holy water I'm not sure about that."

"So what can hurt you?" Robin asked.

" Well umm what's in the movies is pretty true. Stake through the heart. A silver bullet. The sun. Fire...let's see. Oh beheading. That’s a good one. And starvation."

" What the deal with your eyes? Don't get me wrong. They are very pretty." Steve grinned.

Alright man. That's enough.

" Munson chill." You said

He nodded

" Sorry someone is a little upset about what we eat"

Oooh you liar.

" Yeah. So umm we don't drink blood. Well we do just not human. We drink the blood from... Uhh these Mario brothers flower thing."

Everyone looked confused. All except Dustin.

" Demogorgons"

" umm sure.... They are gross. But it works. "

"Can you guys drink each other blood?" Nancy asked.

" Well yeah but it's not a good idea. It doesn't keep us fed for long. Just a few hours. Human blood gives us days. But black blood gives us weeks. So the more time between meals the better."

"Right ok." Robin sighed.

There was a few moments of silence when Dustin broke it.

"Can we see your fangs?"

Eddie punched his arm.

"ouch common man. Let us see."

" Eddie I got this." You sounded concerned.

You opened your mouth and retracted your fangs.

Everyone looked at you in aww. You smiled but then you got up.

" What's up?" Eddie said while getting up too.

" You're uncle's coming. And so are they. It uhh was really nice meeting you guys. Umm I have to go deal with something."

You said your goodbyes and left.

"Damn Eddie she's fast. Who are they?" Dustin question.

" Umm just some people. She's gonna try and get rid of them." He lied.

That's when he saw his uncle. He froze when he saw Eddie.

" Hey uhh old man. Glad you could finally make it."

" Eddie?! Where have you been boy? I thought you were dead!"

Eddie embraced his uncle. His eyes started to swell with tears. He looked over his uncles shoulder and saw you talking to the others.

" You guys we need more time. His uncle just got here." He heard you say.

" Fuck man we are tired and we want to go home . Can't we just leave him here?" Peter whined.

" No we go through together. Just go do something with yourselves. But stay away from them." You ordered

After a few minutes of talking to his uncle it started to get dark.

"So uhh son are you gonna come with me? We need to go to the police to clear your name."

" I uhh can't right now. I have some place to be." He looked over to you. You were standing next to Sammy talking.

He looked back to his uncle. He looked sad.

"Hey it's ok old man. I promise we will fix this soon."

It was in this moment Eddie felt a tug on his heart. It hurt like a son of a bitch. He held on to his chest and leaned forward.

"What's wrong son?"

That's when Eddie felt everyone around him.

" Its uhh cool. I'm just having a heart attack."

" WHAT?!" Dustin yelled.

Eddie stood back up. " Just kidding"

He looked over to you and he knew. It was broken. The tether that kept you guys together snapped. It was very painful and sadness fell on him.

Shit no!

You were holding your heart. He could hear your shuddered breathing

Damnit no. Y/n I'm so sorry.

While everyone was talking he was trying to focus on what you were saying.

" He doesn’t feel the same way.” he could hear the hurt in your voice

“You can still feel him?”

“Yeah. i - i don’t understand. It was suppose to stop.”

Oh god no!

“ I'm gonna go. If he pops out his fangs. Get him."

"Sure thing boss." Sammy salute “You gonna be okay?”

“I don’t...i don’t know. Just watch him ok.”

“yeah of course”

No don't go. It's real. I just don’t know how to do this.

After he said his goodbyes Steve hung back.

"Hey so is uhh y/n single?"

" Yeah why?"

"What do you think Munson. A chick vampire. Common that's hot."

Eddie could feel his blood boiling. He really couldn’t do this right now. He needed to talk to you.

" Umm I don't think your her type man."

" What do you mean? What is her type?"

"Uh like a vampire."

"Oh. Well maybe she will change her mind. She's really pretty."

"Yeah. She's beautiful."

" Yo Munson. Do you have a thing for her? Just give me the word and I'll back off."

" Yeah man. I do but I just don’t know if I’m thinking right about it."

" Well talk to her if she’s really that important to you."

"I just I don’t know. Something changed. "

"Well buddy get your shit into gear. A girl like that won't wait forever." Steve patted his back and gave him another hug before taking off.

Eddie made his way to Sammy.

" Is she ok?"

" Uh no she’s not. She's uhh hurting right now. We both broke from her."

" Yours broke too?"

" Yeah. Just when yours did."

Shit both of us.

" Where did she go?"

"I don't know. But if you plan on breaking her heart more. Just leave her alone man. She’s been through enough today"

“I just need to talk to her. I have to figure this shit out.”

...

Climbing in through the gate Eddie followed the others outside his other trailer. You were sitting on the porch still holding onto your heart.

Everyone was waiting for you but you waved them off. Eddie sat next to you.

" I'm sorry this hurts so much."

You didn't look at him. "It's not your fault. It was bound to happen sooner or later."

" You know my feelings haven't changed much I still like you."

" That's just the residual effects. It will pass."

" No I don't think it will."

"It always does” your tone was cold and distant

"Why?"

" Because it was never real. I’m not meant for anyone "

" No wait-" he was cut off by something knocking him over

It was attacking you. Eddie saw a tall grey creature on top of you. He ran to throw it off. Helping you up to your feet. You guys stood back to back now surrounded by 10 or more. He couldn't count them all.

" Eddie. I can't fight. Break in connect made me too weak."

" Don't worry. I got this."

"No! We need help.. Guys I need you now!"

There was a change in the wind and Eddie saw the others on the other side of the circle.

"Fuck I'm gonna get dirty." Peter huffed.

Fucking prick.

They ripped through a couple to get in the middle.

"Guys I can't."

"Yeah we know y/n. Don't worry get behind us." Nicky said

" Get me one so I can eat."

" you know it's a good thing your body stays that way. You barely fit in your clothes now."

" Are you fucking kidding me you stupid asshole!?" Eddie yelled

But Peter didn't get to answer. The demogorgons attacked. Eddie heard you trying to fight but you were struggling.

" Y/n PLEASE! I can't lose you. Stay back!"

Eddie could feel your back pressed against him. But then you were suddenly taken away. As soon as he got the chance he looked over his shoulder. Your screams rang in his ears. One of the monsters was wrapped around your stomach. It had left deep claw marks on your face. Eddie couldn't get to you. He looked around and saw Peter smiling.

" Help her you fuck!"

Peter laughed and ignored him. But Sammy went to your aid.

After the last one was killed you were still on the ground writhing in pain. Eddie fell to his knees.

"You're not healing!"

" She needs blood. Now!" Sammy yelled.

You were covered in yours. Your shirt was soaking. Eddie held you. He couldn't resist touching your face. You smelled so good. He brought his blood covered hand to his mouth. But you grabbed it."

" NO!"

Eddie's trance broke and looked at you.

" Don't do that. We will bond again. And this time we can't break it."

What?

Sammy came with a corpse. And held it over you. You opened your mouth to catch as much blood as you could. Eddie could see your wounds starting to heal. When you finally looked better Eddie helped you to your feet.

You were breathing hard. But then you were gone in a flash. Eddie saw you holding Peter in the air by his neck. Nicky was trying to get to you but Sammy held her back.

" You let it get through! You knew it was coming and you didn't stop it!"

Peter couldn't talk. You were squeezing too hard. He started to turn purple.

"Why are you trying to kill me!? What did I do for you to hate me so much!?"

"Y/n PLEASE YOU'RE KILLING HIM!" Nicky cried.

" I should kill you! I should have killed you a long time ago! This is your last chance. Come near me again and I will bleed you dry."

Eddie watched as you dropped him. If you weren't going to kill him Eddie was. He tried to move forward but he was held down. He looked at you.

" Eddie go home. Now!"

Before he knew it he was at the front door. He was beyond pissed.

You should have killed him. Why are you showing him mercy? He's been trying to kill you.

...

A few days went by and Peter and Nicky were no where to be found. That was a good thing. Because if he saw him he would do what you couldn't.

Eddie didn't see you either. He was pissed off that you kept using your control over him. You needed to stop that. He was growing weary of you now. His feelings for you didn’t change like you said they would. But the distance between you two was becoming too much for him.

He was going to your room one night. Your door was open but you weren't in there. Eddie listened for your heart beat and found you in his room. You were laying on his bed fast asleep. But when he closed the door you sat up.

"Sorry I should have asked if it was ok if I could come in here. I just...we need to talk."

His heart ached. He went to lay on the bed.

" It's ok. I like seeing you on my bed."

" Eddie I'm so sorry I forced you to leave. I didn't want to use that anymore. Not on you." You sniffled.

You were crying again. He hated that so much.

" No I know why you did it. I just don't know why you let him live." He sat up to pull you down to his chest.

" I can't kill him. Or anyone. Not again."

" But y/n he deserves it."

" No he doesn't. He's just angry with me for turning him. I would hate me too."

"Stop it. There is no reason to hate you. You saved him."

"No I ruined him. I turned him into a monster. We are all just some savage beasts."

" I don't know about them but I know about us. We are good. We don't kill people. You and I are not monsters. Why would I have feelings for a monster?"

You sat up and looked down at him.

" You still have feelings for me? How is that possible?"

“Because I do like you. It’s just not as intense as it was before”

He sat up and stared into your eyes.

“I can’t say that I love you. Because we hardly know each other. But I do know enough. I know that you are beautiful and kind. You do what you can to watch over us. You let me see my family even when you knew there was a chance I would hurt them."

" No I knew you wouldn't."

He laughed. "I might not be able to feel how you feel but I know you were worried."

Eddie touched your cheek. " Y/n I want to get to know you. I really do. Because I have feelings for you that I really can’t explain. I just know I want to be with you all the time"

"I uh don’t know what to say"

He went for it. He kissed you so intensely. His heart was happy when you kissed him back just as acutely. He pulled back

He looked at you. "I’m sorry. I should have asked if you wanted to."

“umm Ed’s I- i want to be with you. but I don’t want it if you aren’t certain about how you feel about me.”

He kissed you passionately searching for something. Anything that would tell him what he was feeling for you was real. That stupid bond made his thoughts all muddied.

"Eddie stop."

You pushed him away.

“You’re forcing this. I don’t need to feel you to know what’s going on”

You got up from his bed and went for the door. Eddie could hear a sob coming from your chest.

“You don’t love me and you never will. Just stay away from me.”

Eddie watched you leave. He wanted to say something. But he couldn't. He was so stupid. He did love you. He just didn’t know you. He wanted to take things slow. Take the time to actually get to know you. He wanted to take you out on dates and build a stronger foundation than just you being his maker. He wanted to hold you and breathe you in. He always wanted you in his bed. Not just the sex part. But late night talks and play games. He loved you. But he wanted it to grow. He wanted something bigger with this life and he wanted it with you.

...

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ask-healthy-light · 2 years

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Boom: hey spike do you mind sending this letter to light he's one of solars an twis freinds

Spike:ok sure

*as he hands spike the scroll the monster forces a vision apon boom a vision of his dear grieving Celestia right after banishing her sister having slaughtered a dragonness leaving only a small egg on the ground*

Spike:hey boom you ok you been staring at me for awhile dude

Boom:oh uh sorry kiddo I just lost my focus

*he quickly turns and walks away as the monster speaks in his mind*

"he's just another one of your victims ~just like everything else you'll destroy them all~ even if you kill me your still a monster how do you think light will react when you reveal your ture nature? He'll never help you but if you're lucky he might kill you~"

As he walked towards the young Drake, who was sitting on what was clearly a seat too big for him, seeing a smaller seat next to the one he was sitting on when he got close, Boom chuckled to himself, and grabbed a sealed scroll, to which a small bag was attached, along with the note that Pinkie had written, and moved the two parchments over to Spike, when he stopped in his tracks.

Before he could hand over the notes, Boom froze, and he stared out blankly in front of himself, as flashing before his eyes, without a single moment of warning, was a rapid stream of images, that Boom knew he had never seen nor experienced before, as it showed Celestia, alone, bruised and beaten, carrying away a small egg, clutched in her arms, as she left behind a terrible scene.

Her legs were hurt, and she walked with a limp, eventually having to carry the egg using her magic, which caused her tremendous pain, concentrating on keeping it safe, and, as she prepared to leave in flight, she turned around once more, with great pain in her eyes, looking upon a Dragoness, unmoving, her fire extinguished, and a growing puddle surrounding the body of her fallen foe.

Though the visions lasted barely a second, within his mind, Boom, strong-willed and unyielding, fought the Monster with words of strength, asking how It knew about this, for he did not know himself, though the only answer he got was that It knows more than Boom himself could ever realise, for surely, he must remember how powerful his senses were, the first time their powers merged?

Then, from what seemed like a great distance, Boom heard his name being called, continuously louder as the voice of the Monster shrunk, until he felt a gentle touch on his arms, startling him, though quickly calming down when finding both Pinkie and Spike at his sides, asking him if he was okay, to which he replied that he was, just that he lost his focus, as he heard faint laughter in his mind.

Still concerned for their friend, Pinkie and Spike took the parchments and the small bag from Boom, which Spike promptly sent off in a fiery breath, while Pinkie led Boom back to his seat, for he still appeared not to properly acknowledge their voices, ignorant to the grievous clash he fought in his mind, for It berated him, unrelentingly, Its hateful tone only growing in spite towards him.

When he finally was sat down in his seat, Pinkie stayed close to Boom, gently holding his hoof as the others grew evermore concerned, until, a little while later, Boom blinked harshly and gasped quietly, playing off his trance-like state as fatigue and concentration at the wrong time, leaving out the gruesome tale of the Dragoness' egg, from which the Drake, sitting across from him, grew.

Back in the Inn, returning to their room after speaking with Melon, Light's ears twitched, and the hairs on the back of their head stood upright, as they felt a strange feeling surge through their body, though they knew not whence it came, and they continued packing their bag, making sure that everything they had taken with them was safely stored, while also keeping an eye out for any peril.

Walking out of the room, carrying their satchel, noticing that the others were still in their rooms, they passed Melon again, telling her that they were heading back to the lounge to await further news there, and, should the news indeed be unfortunate, they promised her that they would let her know as soon as possible, thanking her, once again, for all of her help and support.

To this, Melon smiled as she blushed shyly yet proudly, and replied that she was glad to help, hoping that everything was to their liking, though before Light moved towards the lounge, Melon wondered aloud; if they have a number of strong magic users in their group, would it not be easier for them to teleport to the Empire, skipping the blockage on the rails entirely?

In turn, Light sighed and replied:

"I wish it were that simple."

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arithecreatorsstuff · 1 year

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Oh. Uh. Hi, You're Home Early

Agent (REDACTED) finally picks her name, and tries to set up a surprise for her favorite instructor. She gets caught in the act.

As scheduled, I walk down the dark, dreary Keter Wing to my biweekly beat down by 076-2. I wave at a few people, since the Everybean Incident a lot of staff seem friendlier toward me. Hey, not many people would have handled the Bright problem the way Clef and I did, but it worked. O5 even issued a standing order, whenever Dr. Bright had a new bad idea, he had to take and eat a handful of jelly beans from the neverending jar. O5-3 was impressed by our inventiveness, Clef told me. I reach 076's door, and walk in, expecting a lecture on being ready. I'm greeted by three puzzled guards.

"Hey, guys? Where's my favorite angry anomaly?"

"You didn't get the memo? Pandora's Box is out on a mission. Been gone for a few hours."

"Huh. You mind if I go grab a few things, come back? As silly and lame as it sounds, I want to try and surprise Abel."

"Not my play, kiddo... but so long as it's not a weapon, there shouldn't be an issue. What do you have in mind, not that I care."

"Pretty cold in his cube, a few really thick blankets might be a good call. I located a copy of his favorite book in a secondhand bookshop, the pages are kinda yellow, but the binding is leather, good leather. A couple pillows. A new cloak, stuff like that. He's not big on luxury, or a lot of stuff really."

"Fine. Get your stuff, and Dave, go with her."

"Got all of it in a big box in my office, ready to go." Dave and I head back to my office. He stops me just outside the door.

"Please tell me you mean it, and you're not pranking our perpetually pissed off Sumerian."

"I mean it, Dave. He's taught me a lot, and I want to show my appreciation. Especially considering he could have just killed me instead."

"Good. Abel does not forgive."

We go in, grab the box, and head back. It's a two person job, but only because the box is huge. We go in, and set the box down by the cube.

"Hey, thanks Dave."

"No worries, it was way lighter than expected. I gotta go back to my post now. Hope he likes his surprise." I nod, and get to work.

I'm unpacking everything, and I realize... this is just way too much stuff. I went overboard on the blankets. There's six thick sherpa lined throws, plus four pillows. I stack the blankets on the floor by his cube door, and the stack is up to my elbow. With the fluffy pillows, it's over my head. I'm so focused on not smothering myself in fabric and goosedown I fail to notice the shadow behind me.

"Little Rabbit? What is this?"

"Oh. Uh, hi? You're home early. I was, er, trying to surprise you." Abel glared at me, one eyebrow raised. "I'm grateful for all you've done to help me, and this is my misguided attempt to show it." I reach into the cardboard box, and bring out the book. I hand it to him.

"My favorite book? And all this? Little Rabbit, tongues will wag. They will say you have, how you say... a "crush" on me?" He looks me dead in the eye. Busted.

"Is is so awful to think someone might, if given the chance, like you? Not even in a romantic flowers-and-long-walks-in-the-moonlight way? But, as a person, not a tool or a weapon? Because, weird as it sounds, I do. This is me, just showing my friend and mentor I care. Besides, I know damn well how rough sleeping on stone is."

He looks at me, trying to determine where the lie is. The catch is, I meant what I said. And he knows it. Although, I'd be lying if I didn't have the odd daydream or three. An awkward eternity passes. Then, he pulls me close for a close embrace.

"Little Rabbit, thank you. This is, well... it is more than I deserve. You're so kind to me."

"Aw, shucks. You're getting mushy on me. Better stop that, or they'll say you have the crush on me instead." He smiles, then plants a kiss on top of my head. He then let go.

"Like they would dare say anything to me. Besides, it was a gesture of brotherly affection towards his little sister. You are my little sister, yes? Not in blood but spirit."

"Guess everybody can just call me Sister Rabbit. Nah... just Rabbit. Only you get to call me Little Sister and live."

"And you may call me Big Brother. It feels good to be the older sibling for once."

"As an only child, I'm happy to have a brother."

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ihateoc · 3 months

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Monster

(word count: 2,908) (flashback from when shadow worked for tenchi)

Under the dim evening sky, the mercenary's footsteps echoed a sinister rhythm throughout the empty alleyway, his black nails previously stained with the crimson blood of his last target, a chilling testament to his trade. During his kills, he was always pumped full of adrenaline, making sarcastic remarks whenever he got the chance and enjoying what he did.

But afterward... Was a different story. He always felt hollow and bored, like he was just robotically going through the motions on his way back to his temporary residence, an apartment provided to him by his employer, a mob boss named Tenchi. And tonight was no different.

He heaves a sigh, considering whether he should stop at a market for some food. He surely didn't have anything in his fridge. Wasn't there a 24-hour market down the street or something? The dark-haired man's wandering thoughts are interrupted when a young street urchin child calls out to him.

"Hey, mister!" The young boy, clad in tattered clothing, stands in front of him, blocking his path, "Check out this lucky ring I have!" He hands it over to Shadow to inspect, "What do you think? My friend and I are willing to part with it for only $50."

His previously darkened eyes light up as he examines the jewelry, "Looks like a normal ring to me. What's so special about it?" Shadow prods with a quirked-up brow, knowing full well this kid was trying to con him. He'd have to try a little harder than that.

"Well, uh..." The kid fumbles with his words before pointing out, "Look at the inscription!"

As the mercenary reads the inscription, he feels clumsy fingers attempting to dig into his back pocket. He spins around with such speed that it startles the other child who was trying to pickpocket him, prompting the young boy to trip over his own feet in surprise and fall on his backside.

Now holding two things; one being the ring, and the other was this sheer disbelief at how amateur these kids were. He looked down at them with a devilish smirk curving his lips as he thought about teaching them a lesson.

The main kid offers the thieving boy a hand, helping him stand back up on wobbly feet. "H-how did you notice?" He asks nervously.

"Kid, you're about as subtle as a bull in a china shop," Shadow retorts with a wolfish grin, his tone laced with amusement. He crouches down to the kid's level, leveling him with an intense stare, "Here's some advice for ya, if you want to be good at pickpocketing, you gotta learn to blend in, be quick on your feet, and have some damn finesse. Otherwise, it's just embarrassing."

"Then you show us how it's done since you act like you're some kinda expert!" The main boy argues in an impudent tone with a huff, his arms folded over his chest.

The dark-haired man tosses the ring back to the main kid casually, raising an eyebrow at the kid's audacity before a smirk plays on his lips, "Oh really? You sure about that kiddo?" He chuckles before standing up and dusting off his knees.

With a quick glance around to make sure no one else was watching, Shadow walked over to a nearby pedestrian who seemed completely oblivious while engrossed in their phone. With fluid motions honed from years of practice, he effortlessly lifted the bystander's wallet without them noticing and returned quickly, flaunting it confidently.

The younger boys watch with wide eyes as he tosses the stolen wallet smoothly back and forth between his hands, "That," He begins, opening it up just enough for the kids to see its contents, credit cards, and cash, ripe for the stealing if they had played their cards right instead of targeting him, "Is how you rob someone." His tone is laced with satisfaction upon seeing the awestruck looks on their faces.

"Wow, you're good. We'll have to try that with the next sucker," The main street urchin kid remarks, "I'm Tommy," He gestures to the nervous-looking boy, "This is my friend Bo. What's your name?"

Shadow raises an eyebrow at the boldness of these brats, but he can't help but be impressed by their enthusiasm. He tosses them the wallet and smirks.

"Well, Tommy and Bo, I'm Shadow," He introduces himself with a flourish, "And let me tell ya something, boys. It's not just about stealing from anyone who walks by. You've gotta have your targets picked out carefully, someone wealthy enough to make it worth your while but naive enough to fall for your tricks."

He pauses for a moment before continuing in his characteristic arrogant tone, "But remember if you ever cross paths with someone like me again, it probably won't end well for you." A hint of danger flickers behind his eyes as he utters those words.

"You're scary..." Bo replies nervously, fidgeting with his fingers.

"Scary, huh?" Shadow chuckles, his laugh somewhat dark, "That's kinda the point, kid," He adds with a wry grin.

Before Bo can say anything else, Tommy speaks up, holding up a digit as he points out, "Wealthy is a good idea but we take what we can get. We don't have a home anymore so we gotta rob anyone we can just to get money to eat."

Hearing Tommy's explanation softens him just a little bit more despite himself. He knows all too well what that's like, having to rob or kill to survive in this ruthless world. He sighs before reaching into his own pocket and handing them some bills, not enough to make them rich but definitely sufficient for meals for the next few days at least.

"This is survival money. Try picking your victim better next time," His tone carried no pity or sympathy. This was simply an act of understanding from one survivor of harsh realities to another.

"Thanks, Shadow!" The kids thank him and scamper off, leaving Shadow to chuckle to himself while he saunters away.

'Aren't I the good samaritan today? Maybe those little devils will use their brains next time instead of trying their luck with whoever passes by. Ugh... Me getting soft? This just don't feel right,' He muses silently to himself, trailing off down the sidewalk.

A few nights later, Shadow slipped through the darkness once again, a seasoned routine for him. In the eerie stillness, he infiltrated his target's home with deadly grace. He wasted no time in pummeling the shit out of him leaving his prey slumped against the kitchen counter, bruised and bleeding out while he pleaded for mercy.

The man holds his hands up in surrender, his glasses cracked and slipping down onto his nose, "Just let me go. I'll get Tenchi his money! I still have time. Just another week-"

Shadow looms over the man, a hauntingly dark figure in the moonlight streaming through the window, "Too late for that now," He says with an eerie calmness.

His heart pounds in his chest as adrenaline courses through his veins. This was familiar territory, and he could almost taste excitement on his tongue as fear radiates through the air around him, a cocktail of power and thrill that only few could understand.

"S-surely, we can talk something out," The man stammers out as he tries to negotiate an escape with a fearful chuckle.

"I'm done talking," The mercenary retaliates, the edge in his voice sharper than any blade he had ever wielded. He slips his knife out of his waist holster, twirling it between his long fingers.

Before his target can object, Shadow slits the man's throat with incredible precision, leaving the man bleeding out on his own kitchen floor. Ironic. As the dark-haired man begins to clean off his knife, a muffled female voice calls out from the other room.

"Honey? Did you bring dinner?" A woman holding a small child's hand enters the room from the hallway, her eyes widening in horror as she gasps in shock at the scene before her, "W-what did you do to him?"

Shadow hastily stands up, sliding his knife back into his holster. There was a certain protocol to these things. Collateral damage wasn't part of the contract.

"Nothing he didn't deserve," He mentions nonchalantly with an air of arrogance, giving her and the kid a dismissive wave as he turns to leave the house.

The petrified woman rushes towards him without a second thought, roughly grabbing onto his arm before he can make a speedy retreat, "He was a good man! A father! How could you do this, you monster??"

He flinches, tearing his arm away from the lady's grasp, "Good? Maybe to you. But a debt is a debt, and he was in too deep." Shadow shrugs, looking at her dead in the eyes, despite feeling an unfamiliar pang within him.

'She has no idea what she's talking about... This world isn't as black and white as people like her want to believe. It's blood-red with layers of gray smeared on top for good measure. But... Why can't I ignore those pleading eyes mirroring my own emptiness back at me?' He shakes his head, trying to force these unfamiliar feelings out of his mind. He wasn't allowed to have these kinds of thoughts.

"P-please!" Sobs rack through her body as she falls to her knees on the floor over her husband's corpse, her child watching on in confusion from across the room, "He can't be dead. He can't be!"

Shadow's heart twinges in his chest as he watches her crumble to her knees while clutching onto the man's hand.

"I'm sorry," He mutters under his breath before turning around and leaving the house swiftly, trying hard not to look at the broken family he left behind.

In Shadow's line of work, compassion is considered useless. An impediment. He long ago made peace with that, or so he thought. Why was he feeling this surge of regret? Is it for them or himself? He couldn't tell anymore. It's just another scar added to his collection. But damn if this one isn't cutting him deeper than usual.

He takes his usual route home, walking down the street aimlessly with dark circles swollen underneath his eyes. As he walks past a familiar alleyway, he spots Bo on the ground, getting beat half-to-death by two grown men while Tommy begs for them to stop.

Something in him snaps and before he can consider the consequences, Shadow finds himself stepping in, his mind going blank as a surge of anger wells up within him. Those kids were annoying little brats, but they didn't deserve this.

He appears before where those two men who are treating the boys like punching bags and flips his switch effortlessly. A flicker of a smile twists onto his face at their sudden expression of terror when he takes control of their shadows, slamming them against the alley wall with a bone-jarring crunch.

"Didn't your mothers ever teach ya not to pick on those weaker than you?" He snarls at them, his eyes flashing dangerously under the dim glow of the nearby streetlight, "Now, let me ask you," Shadow starts with a sadistic smirk dancing on his lips, "How long do you think it would take you to bleed out?"

"I-i don't know! We're sorry. Just let us go," One of the men begs him, fear in his eyes.

"Wrong answer," Shadow retorts coldly before unholstering his knife and making quick work of them, leaving them lying in a pool of their own blood. He watches as the life drains from both men, feeling a sick sense of satisfaction. They had it coming after all. He turns to face the kids afterward, wiping off his knife nonchalantly.

Tommy, who was watching on in horror, holds a hand up defensively, shouting, "Stay back! You're a murderer. You didn't have to do that!"

"Yeah, that I am. But for what it's worth... They deserved it," The mercenary responds casually, his tone surprisingly calm despite the situation.

At the sight of fear and horror etched onto those little faces, he feels a pang somewhere deep within.

"Life is about survival," He begins grimly as the familiar, metallic scent fills his nostrils as he moves away from the lifeless bodies, "He beat your friend half to death, and he wasn't gonna stop. Those men didn't care whether you lived or died so why do you care if they die?"

"But murder is wrong," Tommy cries out as he argues back to you, "You killed them in cold blood."

Shadow pauses for a beat, "Yeah... Yeah, it's wrong," His tone suggests he's far from repentant, "But in this world," He gestures around them toward the squalid alleyway now stained red with blood, the gentrified city that abhorred people like them, "It's kill or be killed."

He was confident that he was right, yet his eyes soften just a little as he looks at Tommy and Bo, young and innocent despite everything that they've had to endure so far. He understands their revulsion but sometimes the world doesn't leave you much choice. He ponders if he would have reacted in the same way if he had grown up in their position.

"Now let me help your friend."

"No way!" Tommy shouts, "You're a monster!" He wraps Bo's arm around his shoulder, supporting his weight as the two young boys scurry off down the alleyway.

Not the first time he'd been called a monster today. In fact, he had been called it ever since he could remember. But hearing the kids call him that stung more than any bullet wound or knife slash. As they disappear from sight, even the sky begins to mourn this cruel reality of life as light raindrops begin to fall around him, washing away not only the blood but also blurring his own reflection in the puddle beneath his feet.

"Yeah... I guess I am," He mutters under his breath before turning and walking away, "Hope they've at least got shelter for the night."

The rain picks up, pouring down harder and prompting him to give pause, gritting his teeth while he clenches his fists at his sides. With a growl of frustration and an unfamiliar fire burning in his eyes, he turns on his heel and takes off after them, cursing under his breath, "Damn brats, I'm gonna get them help whether they want it or not!"

They had called him a monster, were scared to death of him, but helping them felt like something he just had to do. He probably would never understand what strange pull they were exerting on him, an annoying and new feeling.

'I’ve killed men without batting an eye, so why can’t I let these kids go? This is so damn frustrating! But I can't leave them alone in this storm when Bo is injured,' He thinks to himself as he struggles internally.

Shadow catches up to them, swooping Bo into one arm and carrying Tommy like a potato sack under his other arm. He ignores Tommy's cursing and squirming, hauling them to a nearby hospital.

"Hey! What's the big idea? We don't want your help!" Tommy shouts defiantly when the dark-haired man finally sets him down, before meekly adding, "We can't afford this."

"Well, good thing you're not paying for it then, huh?" Shadow retorts with a smirk as he flags a nurse down to help him out, "Consider this a gift from your local neighborhood monster," Despite his cocky tone, there was an underlying layer of warmth that couldn't be missed.

The nurse he had called over helps Bo onto a stretcher, leading him and Tommy through the double doors as Shadow waves goodbye to them. His smirk falters as he approaches the front desk, producing a black card from his wallet with the alias 'Lucien D'Silva' printed on it. An alias he had used on multiple occasions. It was handy to have numerous identities.

"Here. Cover those two kids whole bill," He begins, not missing the way the receptionist blinks in surprise at him, "And look up some shelters or orphanages that might take those two in. They've been living out on the streets."

She seems dismayed at the news, nodding along to his suggestion, "Oh my, of course. We won't let them go back out on the streets," She runs his card before handing it across the desk to him, "Most people wouldn't help kids like them. You must be a genuinely good person."

The mercenary can't help but snort at her words. A good person? What a joke.

"I'm no saint, lady. Nothing about me is genuine or good," He informs her, taking the card from her while peering at the fake alias as he slides it back into his wallet.

The blood that stains his hands was enough to flood the whole damn hospital.

"I don't think-" The front desk worker looks up from her computer screen to see that the mysterious man has disappeared. She stands up, looking around the room briefly before shrugging and going back to work.

Leaving the receptionist to her thoughts, Shadow had melted away into the shadow of a nearby patient, reappearing just outside under the rain-soaked skies. As he steps out into the night again, a sigh escapes his lips.

Alone.

It was his default state. But this time, there was an odd emptiness hanging around him.

#OC #my ocs #my characters #my writings #hxh oc #hunter x hunter oc #oc: shadow

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hakkais-hoe · 2 years

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May I request? Bonten executives react to finding out their asocial/distant (or chill/reserved) son (or gn) is being bullied (ex. Physically, Socially, S3x^4lly, etc) at school by gang delinquent students. Not just bullying, they're being treated so harshly and reader doesn't even tell their father for reasons of your choosing. Various finds out through either a friend, reader comes home way later at night injured, they see the damage for themselves, or worse. And it's crazy because reader could easily defend themselves, but they either feel like it'll be a waste of time, they deserve it, or again whatever you want.

This makes me so sad cos people often go through stuff like this and never tell anyone because of how it makes them feel or seem n I think it’s heartbreaking.

There’s going to be some very uncomfortable topics in this one so if you feel uncomfortable with anything please do not read them I’d hate to trigger anyone or upset them!!!

Age rating: 16+

Warnings: THEMES OF SEXUAL VIOLENCE!!, assault, verbal abuse, deadly weapon mention, gn pronouns/reader, murder, torture, teen reader, gang violence, offensive language.

Characters: Haitanis, Takeomi, Sanzu.

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Ran Haitani

Finds out through a subordinate

Type: physical violence because you won’t join their gang.

“Uh Boss?… Boss!” Ran grumbles into the phone pressed to his ear before looking up at the nervous man in front of him.

“Well what the fuck do you want can’t you see I’m busy?” He snaps annoyed that he had to stop his conversation with Kakucho on the other end to listen to the snivelling subordinate standing before his desk.

“Uh so I was out earlier ‘no think I saw ya kid being dragged into one of those abandon factories with a load of kids in gang uniforms…” The man trails off when he sees Rans horrified face, his phone clatters to the floor as he frantically pushes away from his desk and heads straight for the door.

“You’re fuckin tellin me that you saw my fuckin kid being dragged into gang territory by some pathetic fuckin kids and instead of going to get them you decided to come all the way to my goddamn office to tell me?! If some things happened to my fucking child I’ll kill you!” Ran snarls already dragging his underling into the car to direct him to you.

When he sees you laying there on the floor covered in bruises, cuts and blood he goes berserk

Screams down the phone at Rindou to find the fuckers who hurt his kid

Immediately makes the other guy drive you to the hospital while he cradles you with tears streaming down his face

Begs you to tell him who did it and why you didn’t fight them back

He knows you’re very reserved when it comes to talking about yourself but he can’t cope with the through of how long this may have been going on

Can and will have the shit kicked out of every member of that gang

When you eventually tell him that you didn’t want to fight back because you didn’t want to end up like him, in a gang with murder convictions, he is beside himself with grief

Considers leaving Bonten to raise you better, he’s not around much but the threat of his family being hurt is always there and having a kid was always going to come with the consequence of people expecting them to be like him

Will move your schools and try to keep a much better eye on you

Might even get you a bodyguard

Installs a tracking app on your phone

Takeomi Akashi

Sees bruises staring to appear when you come home later than usual

Type: ostracised and abused by a gang at school, has thing thrown at you during class and even the teacher says noting

“Hey kiddo you’re home late again… what the fuck is that?!” Takeomi’s drink misses the table and shatters on the ground as he shoves out if his chair to meet you in two strides, his eyes filled with fury when he sees the large bruise forming under your eye socket.

“… noting dad, ‘m fine..” Your voice is muffled and tired, large warm hands cup your face so you have to look at your father’s worry filled face.

“This isn’t nothing! What the fuck, who the fuck did this to you?!” His voice is loud and ear shattering but filled with despair, worry and fear… your dad a man who’s taken on gangs… a executive in Japans worst criminal organisation. His voice is dripping with fear. Your eyes start to well up, you stutter before trying to brush him off once again. Takeomis hands grip your shoulders tightly forcing you to look into his eyes.

“Speak to me kid… I’m your dad just tell me what’s happened Yeh? Please I’m begging you.”

“At school… someone- someone found out who you were… I- they… they’ve been b- I can’t anymore…. Dad…” You wail finally breaking, tears stream down your usually static face. Takeomis horrified expression turns hard as ice.

“Names kid. I need names .”

They are very much going to get the shit kicked out of them

Will ruin their families with the rest of bontens help

Switches your school without a though

Has Benkei and Waka train you even more

Takes no chances when it comes to his kid ever again

Will but you weapons to keep on you for protection

He never wanted you to end up fighting so he tried to just show you self defence at first

Makes you learn actual fighting techniques now

Tracker on ya phone even if ya say no

TRIGGER WARNING SA!!!

Haruchiyo ‘Sanzu’ Akashi

A phone call from you at 3 am with just shouting

Type: assault that gets extreme, sexual assault.

“….”

“Kid? You alright it’s… three in the morning! What the fuck are you doing out?!”

“…-d … Dad! H-… HELP! D- *beep*-“ Sanzus phone drops from his hands at your shouts, the bellowing screams ripping through your lungs has Sanzus drug hazed brain spiralling. Ripping through the house, grabbing every weapon possible while throwing on clothes.

He’s in his car before he can breath, barrelling 100 over the speed limit as he tracks your phone. Tears threatening the spill over his eyes at the thought of something happening to his only child, his life.

“Rin… I need you all to follow me right now…

I don’t know what I’m going to do but someone is about to die and I don’t want my kid seeing that.” Sanzu snaps into the phone when he rings Rindou on the way to you.

Infront of him sits a blacked out derelict building, at the door three boys in matching uniforms stand laughing between them.

“Fuckin stupid bastard deserves it! Shoulda just called their dad like we asked now look at em gettin fucked by the boss!”

The words spewing from from the filthy pieces of shit in front of him have Sanzu seeing red, sword put in seconds their blood soaks his pyjamas to the skin. The doors are broken down and screams and shouts echo throughout the braking building.

Your screams. His baby’s screams. The child that he raised by his self. Screams of pure terror. And laughing someone’s laughing.

Pure hatred seeps into his veins as he barrels around the corner to see the worst nightmare a parent has. Horror, disgust, hatred. The barrel of his hun is shoved down the throat of the man pinning your screaming, thrashing form down in seconds. Another hun is ripped from his holster to mow down my one who dares to get close to him, he stares into the soul of the bastard before ripping him away from you. A heavy blood soaked coat lands on your body as your father pins the now shouting and pleading man below him.

He’s feral when it comes to his child

Doesn’t stop till everyone’s dead apart from the rapist below him

Would not hesitate to slice and dice anyone

Tortures the remaining gang members for weeks

Rindou and Ran get there and have to seize the rest of them

They try to grab your dad but he’s by your side before anyone can speak

Curls you under his chin as your shouts, screams and wails echo throughout the blood soaked room

“I’ve got you kid. No one will ever get to you again. I promise. Dad will do anything for you. I’m going to make them feel all the pain you’ve felt…” His eyes are ablaze as his voice seeps with pure malice.

You’re never going to school again, he’ll have you tutored in the bonten building where he can keep an eye on everything

You will always have a safety kit on you form now onwards or a gun he doesn’t care about how bad of a parent people think he is

You’re his world he’ll kill anyone for you, go to the ends of the earth for his kid, burn the world just like he would for his wife any fucking day.

Won’t let anyone near you, if someone gets too close his gun is out in seconds

Teaches you how to fight like a monster

Only trust a few people around you

Blames himself for everything but never has the gall to ask why you couldn’t tell him

Finds out that it had been going on for a while and you accidentally called him that night

Doesn’t cope well if anyone brings it up

Feral

Rindou Haitani

Rindou can also be pretty distant so he never questioned it until Ran pointed out a hand shaped bruise on your wrist one day

From then on he was always watching for a sign that someone was hurting you

Type: extortion, bullying, threats, physical assault

Bored eyes follow you when you get home from school, your dads eyes stare straight at you. His eyes are searching for something, making you unbelievably uncomfortable as you go to try leave he speaks.

“Are you being bullied? Is someone hurting you? Kid I need to know, your uncle Ran saw a bruise on your wrist last week… I need to know if somethings happening at school… please chick just tell me I’m your dad.” Rindous voice becomes gentle when he addresses you.

“No… I’m fine dad.” You mutter quietly before leaving to change. A text message lights up your phone, then another and another.

*get to the fucking park now*

*don’t ignore me you fucking retard*

*now or I’ll fucking kill you*

You sigh but never the less get ready to leave once again. Rindou looks up from the stove before stopping you in your tracks.

“Uh where ya going kiddo? It’s like 7 at night… and I cooked food!” Rindou practically wails gesturing at the food cooking. Mouth agape as you walk away out the door with a mere ‘I’ll eat later’.

Follows you after your out the door, quietly.

Sneaks around like a stalker, makes Ran come and catch up with him so they both follow you

Both of them hide in a bush when you stop in the park

A group of clearly wanna be gang members come to stand around you

“Took your fucking time Haitani! How annoying.” One of them snaps before smacking the back of your head. The others laugh in agreement punching or smacking you upside the head as if it was funny.

Rindou and Ran are seething behind the bushes, Ran grips Rindos shoulder as he surges forwards.

“Go buy us a fuckin drink! God you’re nothing like your dad are ya?! No way you’re a fuckin Haitani!”

“Must be adopted”

“Nahh bet the twats mum got knocked up by some other fucker!” Shouts and jeers fill the opening as you shove through, head down as you enter the shop next to the park.

The bushes rustle as Ran and Rin finally make their presence known, if looks could kill those fuckers would be 6ft deep n pushin up daisies.

“Well hello motherfuckers! Hope you’re ready to get the shit kicked out of you, pathetic fucking cunts. That’s my fucking kid you’re bullying” Rindou snarls already cracking his knuckles and throwing his coat off, Ran does the same and pulls his trusty baton from his waistband.

Each and every bastard had their shit rocked within the time it takes you to buy drinks

When you leave the shop you see two figures sat on a large pile of bodies

Your dad and uncle sit atop of groaning gang members who’ve been abusing you for months in and out of school

Ran waves happily at you with bruised knuckles and a grin

Your dad however looks more than furious as he looks up from where his chin had been resting on his hands

“What the fuck were you thinkin… did you think you’d just wait it out and they’d stop? Or they’d give up? Why didn’t you lay them out? I taught you to fight, I know you could have dealt with these weak fuckers easily, so why didn’t you kid?” Rindous voice is angry but he never raises it, never once does he shout at you.

“I’m not you dad. I’m not you, I don’t want to hurt people.” For once on your life you snap in the face of your dad and uncle.

He wants to cry but hold it in

Realises that not everyone wants to throw fists when they’re annoyed or dislocate joints without a thought

Ask if you want to switch schools and goes through them with you before you choose

Tries to keep you away from any gang or violent activity

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Taglist: @loonashadow @reiners-milkbiddies @wakasagurl @haitink @honeybachira @soushswag @coldcoffeeholic @bontensbabygirl @sunahyejin

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers imagines #tokyorev headcanons #sanzu haruchiyo #bonten sanzu #rindou haitani #ran haitani #takeomi akashi #bonten #bonten rindou #bonten ran #bonten takeomi #dark content

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xoxo-teddybear · 3 years

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The Bakugou Kids - Bakugou Katsuki

(Dad)Bakugou x (Mom)f!reader

Warnings: Fluff, Crack, Cursing

Summary: Bakugou and Y/N love their son with their entire beings, but sometimes, parents need a break. Especially when those parents are responsible for creating a literal demon spawn. He is kind, well behaved, and cute of course! But he does have Bakugou blood in him. With Y/N already away on a girls trip, Bakugou has to find out how he’s going to deal with his (now) many, many kids.

A/N: You passed down your duplication quirk down to Katsuo.

BAKUGOU’S MASTERLIST

“Are you sure you’ll be okay?” You asked your husband as you stood at the doorway. “Katsumi may be a calm baby but she’s still a baby. And Katsuo’s quirk just kicked in and it is mine. I would know how difficult it can be to manage.”

“Stop worrying, Babe. It’s just a duplication quirk. And he’s only 5, how powerful can it really be?”Katsuki said, wrapping his arms around you. “Just go on your little girl’s trip with Ponytail and Racoon Eyes. I can handle the brat.”

You looked at your husband with a raised brow and smile before rolling your eyes and giving him a kiss. “Alright then. I’ll see you in a few days!”

With that, you walked out of the house and into the cab to meet your friends at the resort. Katsuki chuckled before walking back into the house to find his son napping on the couch. His spiky, blonde locks were all messed up with bed head while his E/C eyes he inherited from you remained shut. Katsuki walked over to his newborn daughter and picked her up while he took a seat next to Katsuo’s sleeping form, rubbing at his soft hair until he woke up.

“Can’t be all that bad, right Katsumi?”

The baby girl merely cooed with sparkling ruby eyes that mimicked her father’s.

—

Wow. Wrong. He was so wrong! It had only been 2 days since your departure but things had already gone so wrong! When you said your quirk was difficult to manage, Katsuki thought it would be difficult for Katsuo to manage. Not him!

Katsuki should’ve known his son would’ve taken the opportunity to act out while his mother was away. He had always been your little angel while Katsuki saw him as his little gremlin. With Y/N gone, Katsuo has been pushing all kinds of limits. Limits that had Katsuki beat.

Katsuo had been fortunate enough to inherit a quirk. And not just any quirk, but your quirk. Duplication. Basically, he can create copies of himself. When you were his age, you could only create 4, max. Katsuo was different though. He had Bakugou blood flowing through him. He was advanced the second he was born. So now, Katsuki was stuck looking after Katsumi, Katsuo, and Katsuo’s 16 other copies.

“Aye! Number 15, you’re gonna break that lamp! 11 and 8! Don’t wrestle in the mud! Go take a bath! NUMBER 3 GET OFF THE KITCHEN ISLAND! KATSUMI!” The adult blond screamed, looking for his infant daughter, eventually finding her sleeping in her little rocker on the living room floor. “Oh right, you don’t talk yet.”

Katsuki sighed as he slumped down next to his daughter, and leaned his back against the couch. He looked around the room and saw the 17 Katsuo’s making a ruckus around the house. All he could do was question how the hell is 3 month old daughter could possibly sleep through all this.

Katsuki almost lost all hope for humanity until a knock was heard on his front door. Knowing exactly who was there, he quickly got up from his place on the floor and ran to the entrance. “You idiots are finally here!”

Katsuki pulled in his 3 friends, the boys of the Bakusquad, and slammed the door shut. The 3 friends all stood in shock at the sight of the house. Not that it was overly messy or anything. It’s just that there were about 16 more figures in the house that aren’t usually there.

“You gotta help me!” Katsuki said, running infront of them, shaking his best friend’s shoulders. “I love my kids! I do! I love Katsuo, I swear! BUT I DIDNT SIGN UP TO BE A FATHER OF 18 FREAKING DEVILS!”

“Okay! Okay, relax man. We’re here.” Kirishima said, patting his friend’s shoulder as he wept. “How the hell are we gonna take care of 17 little Bakugous?”

“Right? We thought 1 Kacchan was a lot. Then you brought another one into the world, who apparently brought some unannounced friends.” Kaminari joked.

“They’re demons!” Katsuki exclaimed. “This has to be some fucking Karma for the shit I did. I knew I should’ve listened to my old hag better. Now shits came back to bite me in the- HEY! PUT YOUR SISTER DOWN! SHE’S NOT A FOOTBALL!”

Katsuos number 7 and 5 placed a sleeping Katsumi back in her rocker with an annoyed pout before running off to play something else.

“Welllll, there’s nothing that 3 cool uncles can’t fix!” Sero enthusiastically said. “Hey kiddos! Who’s ready to have some fun?”

All the mini blondes stopped their movements, some freezing mid-air, and looked to the slim man. They all shouted in joy at the sight of their uncles and ran to pounce on the 3 men, including their father. From the point of view of the boys in the Bakusquad, it looked like a Bakugou stampede.

“Run, run, RUN, RUN, RUUUNN!!!!” Kaminari screamed as the boys all ran for their lives to escape the herd of Katsuos. This was going to be an interesting day.

—

Safe to say after the day had passed, the boys of the Bakusquad were completely exhausted. Sero had half his clothes torn, Kirishima’s hair fell from it’s great spikes and even lost some red hues, Katsuki’s eye bags had never been heavier, and Kaminari was just straight knocked the fuck out. They were all thrown across the couch as Katsumi rested in Katsuki’s arms.

“What do we do?” Kirishima exclaimed.

“I don’t know.” Katsuki said, looking at his scrambling son(s). “There’s just too many.”

“And we’ve already lost a soldier.” Sero said pointing to Kaminari’s sleeping form. Katsuki and Kirishima followed his gaze and bowed their heads in respect towards the defeated Kaminari.

“Well now what? Is Bakugou just supposed to live like this for the next 3 days?” Kirishima asked.

“Hell no. If I do, there’s not gonna be anymore Katsuki. I’ll just be some body without a soul because my damn gremlins sucked it outta’ me.” Katsuki said with his head dropped down.

“Well how do we get them to calm down?” Sero questioned.

“I don’t know. They’re all mini me’s. Nobody could get me to relax.” Katsuki said in defeat, but that’s when Kirishima had a lightbulb go off for him.

“Except for Y/N!” The red head said, popping up from his seat on the couch.

“Uh, if you haven’t noticed Shitty Hair, this all started because she’s away on her trip.” Katsuki said with sarcasm as he looked at his friend as if he was an idiot.

“I know that! But Y/N wasn’t the only one to tame you, Bakugou!” Kirishima said in excitement.

“So then who else?” Katsuki asked.

“You know,” Kirishima smirked. “Denki’s favorite person. Y/N and.........”

It took Katsuki a second before his eyes popped when he finally got it. “No!”

“Yes!” Kirishima said.

“No way! We’re not going to her!” Katsuki complained.

“Who?” Sero asked.

“Nobody!” Katsuki screamed.

“Oh it’s somebody alright! Somebody who was able to tame the beast in Bakugou the second he was born!” Kirishima said.

“Who?” Sero asked. Katsuki finally sighed before he gave in, realizing this was his only hope for sanity. He grabbed his phone and made a quick call before explaining to his dark-haired friend.

“The demon of all demons...”

—

The door opened to reveal a tall standing brunette and an elder feminine blonde.

“...My mother.”

—

The boys of the Bakusquad all sat lined up on the couch as Mitsuki stood at Katsuki’s end and smacked her son’s head.

“You idiots! Y/N leaves for 2 days and all hell breaks lose?!” Mitsuki screamed at the 3 young men.

“You old hag! Quit hitting me! Ima’ grown man for crying out loud!” Katsuki screamed as he rubbed his head. Masaru simply bounced the sleeping Katsumi in his arms as he watched the scene play out.

“Well if you’re such a grown man then why can’t you manage your own kids without your wife’s help?!” Mitsuki argued, leaving Katsuki silent as he grumbled. The eldest blonde sighed before continuing. “Alright listen, I’ll watch these little devils for the next few days until Y/N comes back. I’d love to spend some time with my grandbrats. Why don’t the 3 of you go take a break and-“

“THANKS! Let’s go losers!” Katsuki said dragging his friends to the exit. Mitsuki and Masaru only laughed at their son’s behavior as they began tending to the kids.

The boys of the Bakusquad all quickly walked out of the house and headed for their cars as they all walked together.

“So, where to?” Sero asked.

“We could go head up that new resort in Tokyo!” Kaminari suggested.

“Naahhh. That’s where Y/N’s having her girl’s trip. Wifey would kill me if she saw me there instead of at home with the kids.” Katsuki said with his hands in his pockets. Kirishima raised his brow at this.

“Oh? So then, maybe we should go back and-“

“You know, on second thought,” Katsuki said with wide eyes once Kirishima made the suggestion. He took his hands out of his pockets and placed them behind his friend’s backs to keep them moving. “Maybe she won’t kill me..if I’m lucky..and wish..upon a shooting star....a million times over. Hah.....yeah. TO THE RESORT!”

As they walked, Kaminari attempted to look at the house once more, prompting Katsuki to turn his friend’s head back around. “No, no, no, don’t look back, they can smell fear.”

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whiteqnn · 3 years

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Pairing: Corpse Husband x Fem! Reader

Summary: Sean invites one of his good friends - Y/N - to play with him and the group. She has a lot of fun with them, but at the same time is too oblivious, too nice, and too pure to notice that one particular Among Us player has taken a liking to her the moment he heard her voice...

Notes: Hello everyone! This is the very first time I’m publishing something bigger in here, I’m honestly still figuring out how Tumblr works, even though I’ve had this account for quite some time now 😅. That being said, please don’t expect anything super impressive. I tried my best though just so you know. 🥺

A/N- It didn’t turn out as I expected, but I really hope at least some of you find it enjoyable :(

Y/C/N - your channel name

part 2

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PURE [1]

“Did you guys find anybody?” Felix asked, as the number of players still showed just 7 of them. They could just start now, but the game would be way more fun with a full lobby.

“Yeah, Lily’s joining. I just texted her the code, so she should be here at any moment.” Sykkuno replied after receiving a text message from the said girl. “Oh, and Corpse also said he’d be joining soon.”

“Great. Anyone else?”

“I think Jack was also bringing someone, right?” Dave asked.

“Huh? Oh yeah, I have one coming, she’ll join us in a few” the asked man replied at the same moment Lily’s character appeared in the lobby.

“Who you’re bringing Jack?”

“Y/N” he said, causing Felix to gasp in shock and yell into his mic:

“How the fuck did you manage to convince her? I’ve been bugging her about this game for the past week and she always had some excuse!”

“What can I say, my charm is irresistible” Jack replied nonchalantly, causing everyone in the lobby to laugh at his fake deep voice.

The number of participants changed to 9, as a little black astronaut with horns on his helmet appeared in the lobby.

“Corpse, you’re here!” Rae’s character ran up to the man, circling him excitedly.

“Hey man!”

“What’s up, Corpse?”

“Hello everyone” his deep voice sounded out “Sorry to keep you waiting.”

“All good man, we’re still waiting for one person.” Felix reassured him “Sean, why is she not here yet? Are you sure you’ve sent her the right code?”

“Of course I am!” he all but shouted at Felix “And about that, she just texted me to give her a few more minutes and that we should start without her.”

“We can just wait, right?” Lily offered, earning a few hums of approval from the others.

“I think it might take a little longer than a few minutes, she has some problems with her microphone.”

“Who are you guys talking about?” Corpse asked, completely unaware of who Jack was referring to.

“Wait, Jack, you mean Y/N from Y/C/N?” Sykkuno asked suddenly, only then realizing why this name sounded familiar

“Yeah, the one and only” Jack replied, a smile evident in his voice.

“Oh my god, I love her videos!” Rae exclaimed at that “She’s so funny and sweet!”

“Yeah! Her new video is so freaking cute, I wish she’d upload more often.” Poki agreed.

“Right?” Jack said, clearly very proud of his friend. “But don’t let that sweet demeanor fool you guys cause she’s one of the best players I’ve encountered in this game.”

“That’s true, she’s a secret big brain genius” Toast confirmed, making Pewdiepie gasp once again.

“wHAT??YOU TWO PLAYED WITH HER?!” Felix’s offended voice boomed through everyone’s headphones “HOW DARE YOU. HOW COULD YOU NOT INVITE ME?!”

“That’s for not inviting me to your latest Cringe episode!” Jack was quick to respond, making others in the lobby laugh at their mini fight.

“Oh, so that’s where I recognized her from!” Sykkuno nearly shouted when he finally put two and two together. “I can’t wait to meet her, she seems like a really nice person.”

“She is! When she got impostor for the first time she refused to kill me” Toast explained, earning himself a couple of Aww’s from his friends. “So we just ran around the emergency button until I called the meeting and voted her off.”

“Yeah, only to be her first victim in the next game.” Jack all but giggled, clearly very amused at the memory of Y/N going into a full berserk mode. No one except for him and Toast knew how good she really was at this game...

“She’s basically the wolf in sheep’s skin” Felix concluded with a chuckle “Very soft wolf, however.”

“She’s like the complete opposite of Corpse, both in voice and personality” Jack suddenly said, making Felix laugh wholeheartedly at something only two of them understood at the moment.

“I don’t know how should I take that” Corpse admitted with a chuckle. He remained silent for most of the conversation since he didn’t really know who the guys were talking about. But he would lie if he said he wasn’t intrigued by this girl at least in the slightest. Although he heard about her channel, he hasn’t seen any of her videos, so he didn’t really know what to expect. But hearing what gamers like Sean and Felix said about her, he knew he’s not gonna be disappointed once the girl joins them in the game.

“Imagine Corpse and Y/N talking.” Felix said suddenly with a seemingly very amused voice.

“Imagine Corpse and Y/N both being Impostors” Toast said, which resulted in many of them shouting over each other at how crazy that would be.

“Alright, now that you mention this I start fearing the moment two of them meet” Jack confessed with loud laughter following the sentence. Corpse chuckled deeply under his breath, at the same time glancing at the questions his audience was asking him in his stream. He could hardly read any, as there were quite a lot of people asking, so all he saw was just a bunch of comments moving at the speed of light in his chat. He wouldn't say it out loud, but he was slightly nervous, seeing the growing number of people watching his stream. It was still a rather new thing to him, and he feared he'd say something inappropriate, or just make a complete idiot out of himself.

"At least no one can see me..." he mumbled under his breath after muting his microphone.

"Oh! Y/N just texted me! She's joining the call right now!"

"Fuck yeah!" Felix shouted excitedly "Just so you know Jack, I won't forget that you two played without me."

"Uh-oh. Is that a threat? Are you threatening me now?"

"It's a warning" Felix replied, receiving a series of gasps from other players. "If I get impostor, you're the first one on my list."

"Okay, everyone heard that! You know who to vote off when I'm dead!"

"It's so cool to play with someone new, I wonder if she's as good as you guys depict her" Sykkuno spoke up, but before anyone could answer his question, a new character popped up in the lobby.

***

"Hi everyone! I’m sorry I left you just like that, but this stream would be completely useless without me being able to answer your questions. Fortunately it wasn’t anything serious, I just had to readjust my mic and go through the settings to find what was wrong. Took some time, but here I am now!” Y/N chirped into her microphone, smiling apologetically at her webcam. At the moments like this, she really appreciated how supportive her audience was. No one was hating on her when she had to get off the stream for a couple of minutes, and everyone was just so understanding that it made her heart melt. Perhaps her audience wasn’t very big, but it felt almost like a second family to her.

“Anyway, as you already know from my twitter, today I’ll be playing Among Us with my friends and their friends! I can’t wait if I’m being honest, last time I played this game was so much fun, and there was only a few of us.” she admitted with a genuine smile on her face. “Let’s just text Sean now so we can get into the lobby...”

Y/N: Ready to play with you guys ^^

Jackaboy: Great! You got that mic fixed already?

Y/N: Yes, everything is fine. I’m sorry you had to wait so long.

Jackaboy: It’s all good kiddo, no worries. I’ll call you and send you the code in a sec.

Y/N: Perfect, thank you Sean :)

Jackaboy: Btw, everyone can’t wait to meet you ;-)Y/N stared at the screen for a moment, only now, seconds before joining the group, realizing how nervous she felt. From Sean’s tweets she saw earlier, she figured that the lobby was right now full of many famous streamers, those she wouldn’t even compare herself to. It’s not that she thought of herself very low, but... being among such youtube celebrities like them made her panic a little bit. She didn’t want to look like a complete fool amongst them.

Playing or recording with Sean and Felix was something else because she knew those guys for years (and yet still sometimes found herself thinking how lucky she got to be able to call them her friends). She felt good in their company, not worrying about choosing the right words. But amongst the rest of the players, she knew only Toast and talked with Rae maybe once in her life...

What if the rest won’t like her?

Y/N cleared her throat, realizing that she was still staring at her phone like hypnotized and her audience was already asking her what’s going on. She quickly typed in the code Sean had texted her and readjusted her headphones, before joining the discord chat.

“THERE SHE IS” screamed Sean, making her grin from ear to ear, hearing how excited he was “Little wonderchild!”

“I think you meant little TRAITOR” Felix corrected him with a scoff. A silence settled in the lobby as everyone was waiting for Y/N to speak up.

“Um... hello everyone..” she said softly, almost inaudibly, a sudden wave of shyness taking over her. “I’m Y/N”

“Oh, you were right about that Corpse thing!” replied another, also very soft and very sweet voice, and Y/N saw the image of someone named Lily pop up. “It’s like the exact opposite!”

“See? Told ya. Everyone, meet Y/N/N, the little angel from Y/C/N.”

“Hey Y/N!”

“Hi there!”

“Hey, what’s up?”

“H-Hi, so great to meet you, Y/N!” a very friendly sounding voice said, and a little lime astronaut with the name Sykkuno above it started running around her. “Can’t wait to play with you!”

“That’s so nice, thank you” she replied with a wide smile on her face, moving around his character as well. “I can’t wait to play with you too, actually with all you guys. It’s so great to be here with you.”

“Jack I swear she’s the cutest little thing I’ve ever heard. Where the hell did you find her?!” Poki all but yelled at the man, making Y/N giggle to herself and in-process loosen up a little bit. They all seemed like someone she’d happily be friends with.

“Or rather, where do you get one?” someone else commented, making them all burst into laughter, Y/N included.

“Guys, what did I say about that sweet demeanor...” Jack said after calming down from his fit “Don’t put your guard down just because she sounds like that!”

“Wait- what did you tell them about me?” Y/N asked confused, the tone of her voice making him laugh even more “Jack!”

“Don’t worry, only the good stuff” a very deep, low voice spoke up, leaving her taken aback for a moment. Her eyes widened slightly and she glanced at the name of that person, reading out CORPSE. Now that’s something she didn’t expect...

“Corpse, mind your manners! You didn’t even introduce yourself!”

“Oh, shit- yeah, sorry. Um, I’m Corpse, it’s very nice to meet you Y/N” he replied right after, making her lip corners curl up into a smile.

“Nice to meet you too Corpse, you have a really pleasant voice.” she spoke sweetly, completely unaware of the chaos that was taking place in her stream chat. She didn’t even think of it the way her audience did, she just simply spoke up her mind, and being an incredibly nice person - turned it into a compliment.

“Oh- wow. I mean, thank you so much. I love your voice too, it’s really sweet” he replied, nervously chuckling at the end, before muting his mic. It was, however, enough for Felix and Sean to start teasing him, as the two immediately screamed:

“SIIIMP!!!”

“It’s the voice Felix, I told you he’d fall into her trap!”

“Wait- he was just being nice, guys! Stop making fun of him” Y/N immediately defended the man, trying to speak up over the hysterical laughter of the other players.

“Oh my god, but what if they both get impostors and they both pull the voice cards on us?!” Rae managed to yell through all the noise, making Y/N even more confused.

“Wait, what? What do you mean? I don’t understand.”

“Don’t worry Y/N, that’s how I feel all the time around them.” Sykkuno seemed to be the only one who heard her question, as the rest continued their gabbing without giving her as much as a glance.

“Alright, let’s start the game maybe. I might have a few old scores to settle” Toast cleared his throat theatrically, his astronaut coming face to face with Y/N’s.

“Oh, you mean me? I thought I already apologized!” she replied frantically. “You gave me no choice Toast, I didn’t even want to kill you in the first place...”

“BUT YOU DID. IN THE VERY FIRST ROUND”

“I’m sorry!”

“Alright, enough! Toast, just don’t kill her right away, okay? Let her run around the map, fearing for her life for a moment.” Y/N gasped upon hearing Jack’s words, clearly sensing the smirk behind his voice.

“Wha- Jack?! Since when are you against me?!”

“Don’t worry Y/N, I won’t let them hurt you. You haven’t played with us yet, I’ll protect you.”

“Oh, thank you so much Sykkuno! I’ll protect you too!”

“Great. Another one simping...” was Felix’s last words, before the game began.

Y/N sighed in relief upon seeing the word crewmate forming on her screen, but at the same time feared Toast’s inevitable revenge. She thought they'd already buried the hatchet, but it seemed that he was desperate to make her pay for the last time they played together.

“Aw, Sykkuno was serious” she mumbled with a smile, when his lime astronaut started circling her white one, so she would follow him. “Okay, let’s do some tasks.”

They both made their way towards the medbay, Sykkuno patiently waiting nearby as she did the scan, then Y/N waiting for him to do the same. The moment his little character stepped towards her, a meeting was called by none other than Felix.

“What happened?” Rae asked.

“I called the meeting because I’m afraid of Jack” he responded, causing everyone to laugh. “Seriously though! Dude’s been following me around the whole time.”

“I was just making sure nobody kills you.”

“Yeah don’t go all Sykkuno on me!” Felix screamed, making the call erupt into even more laughter.

“Alright, are we skipping?”

“Yeah.”

“Guys, my life is in danger!” Felix wouldn’t give up. “Come on, show some support! Y/N? You played with him, you know his techniques!”

“Sorry Felix” Y/N giggled, clicking the skip button.

When the next round began, Sykkuno was quick to join Y/N on her way towards admin, where they both found Poki doing the upload. They did the card swipe and left her there, when the lights suddenly went off.

“Uh-oh. Let’s head the opposite direction, Sykkuno” the girl murmured, dancing around his character and heading towards Comms instead of going to Electrical. It was the easiest way to die, after all.

Once they entered the room and waited for someone to fix the lights, Y/N could see another figure appear in the same location. She couldn’t recognize whose character it was, but upon seeing the horns on the helmet she smiled to herself.

“Hey there, Corpse” she said, walking up to the black astronaut, who was standing still in the same place as if he was just watching her and Sykkuno run around Comms instead of doing their tasks.

They stood like that for a couple of seconds until Corpse turned around and ran away, and that’s when the first body was reported.

“Oh no, Jack!”

“Poor guy. He’s gonna haunt us now.”

“Where’s the body?”

“Navigation” replied Rae, who was the one to find Sean’s green astronauts’ body “Didn’t see anyone around, but I’m pretty sure someone just vented right in front of my eyes...”

“Any suspicions?” Toast asked.

“Um, not really sure, it was the exact same moment the lights went off. I was doing tasks with Jack and then he just died. I only saw the vent close, nothing or no one else.”

“Okay, where are you guys right now?”

“I’m in admin with Dave, we only passed Poki when we got there.” Lily’s voice sounded out, quickly being joined by Poki’s explanation.

“Yeah, I was finishing the upload when you guys came in, Y/N and Sykkuno saw it”

“Did you see her?” Toast asked, addressing his question towards the white and lime astronauts.

“Yes, we were doing the card swipe before going to Comms. Corpse joined us for a moment and then left.”

“Yeah, I was on my way to fix the lights when I stumbled upon them in Comms, the body was reported the exact moment I left.”

“Can someone confirm this? I mean, did someone see you besides the two of them?” Toast continued his questioning.

“I think I only saw Felix in Medbay.”

“Hmm, so no one really knows where you were this whole time. You could easily lure Jack into Navigation and kill him there. Is that what you did, Corpse?”

“Woah, that’s some serious accusation” Corpse replied in his usual, low and calm voice. “Where were you Toast? You seem the only one who still doesn’t have an alibi”

“Neither does Felix.” Y/N spoke innocently, and the mentioned man quickly started his explanation.

“Okay, I was with Jack at the beginning but he clearly can’t confirm this since someone snapped his fucking neck. We’ve split up in O2 after doing our tasks and then he must’ve gone with Rae. I just wandered around the map, escaping from the death.”

“Hmm, so not only were you one of the last people to see him alive, but you also admit to not doing your tasks” Y/N said, trying her best to keep her voice steady and stop herself from laughing. She was sure Sykkuno was doing the same thing, they both refused to do any tasks after the lights went off, after all.

“Yeah, but does that already makes me an Imposter? I’m just scared for my life, that’s all.”

“Y/N has some good logic, but I’m not really sure it’s Pewds. I mean, I saw him in Medbay and he really seemed to be just jogging around.” Corpse said, his voice almost immediately doing its magic, as people more or less willingly agreed to skip this round as well.

“I think it’s Felix. I mean, I haven’t played with him yet, but I have this feeling that he’s just acting.” Y/N said to her chat after muting herself. She went towards Weapons to do another task, seeing Sykkuno’s little character follow her once again, but the doors were suddenly locked and his lime astronaut remained in Cafeteria. “Oh no, Sykkuno” she sighed with a pout on her face, deciding against waiting for him and risking getting her neck snapped. She finished her task in Weapons and moved towards another location, when suddenly Corpse appeared in front of her, coming right out of nowhere.

“Oh- Corpse, you scared me to death” Y/N breathed a laugh, watching as his character stood still for a couple of seconds, before circling around her white astronaut. Y/N nodded her head with a smile, even though he couldn’t see her, and followed him in Shields, where they found Poki’s dead body.

“The body is in Shields” Y/N replied right after reporting the body, only to gasp in shock when she realized more than one person was killed. Red crosses decorated not only Poki’s name but were also visible next to Dave and Lily.

“What the hell?!” Felix all but yelled into his mic, obviously shocked just like everyone else who was still alive.

“Now that’s... a lot of bodies” Sykkuno mumbled under his breath.

“Alright, who’s in Shields? Y/N, you said you found the body there, which one?”

“Poki’s, Corpse was there with me” her reply was followed by his short and low hum.

“Sykkuno, where are you? I didn’t see you anywhere since the last round.” Felix asked, clearly accusing the lime astronaut of being a murderer.

“I was... doing the wires in electrical, Toast was there for a moment as well.”

“Yeah but I was only searching for the body, so I saw you maybe for a second” Toast replied, building even more suspicions around Sykkuno.

“But- guys, you know I wouldn’t kill two people in one round, let alone four of them.”

“No one says you did that, I only mentioned that you were nowhere to be seen. You could’ve been sabotaging the map for the other Impostor” Felix said nonchalantly.

“Guys, I-”

“It’s him! It must be him!” Rae shouted through her mic.

“Sykkuno is 100% innocent, I can vouch for him” Y/N’s voice sounded out in everyone’s headphones “We were together since the start of the game and he didn’t kill me, even though he had quite a number of chances to do so.”

“Weren’t you with Corpse this time?” Felix asked suspiciously.

“I was! But at the beginning, I was with Sykkuno, until someone locked him in Cafeteria. That’s when we split up.”

“And you haven’t seen him ever since?”

“Well, no, but-”

“Then I can assure you it was only a matter of time before he’d stab you in the back” Toast concluded, making Sykkuno gasp in confusion.

“Wha- No, I would never do that! Y/N is our guest, I was just making sure she was okay!”

“Sykkuno, simping won’t save your life right now”

“Wha- I- Guys!” he tried to stutter out some logical explanation “Y/N, don’t believe them!”

“I don’t, I know you’re innocent! C’mon guys, he wouldn’t do it!”

“Yeah yeah, let’s kick him out. Corpse, who are you voting?” Toast asked, and Y/N could see the I voted sign next to his character.

“I kinda feel like Felix tries to shift the blame onto Sykkuno. He didn’t even tell his location, and was already throwing accusations on someone else.” Corpse replied after a moment, making the smile widen on Y/N’s face. Someone was finally on her side!

“That’s because he can’t even explain himself!” Felix exclaimed, voting as well.

“Besides, I’m pretty sure if it wasn’t for whoever locked that door, Y/N would be dead as well!”

“No, I told you I-!”

“Guys, we have ten seconds to vote. Rae?”

“I think it’s him as well. He was acting suspiciously since we started this round. I vote Sykkuno”

“But..!”

“No, Sykkuno...” Y/N whispered with a pout on her lips, when she saw the number of people who voted for her lime friend.

Sykkuno was ejected.

“Alright, I’m pretty sure it’s Felix. I saw Rae multiple times and she didn’t kill me, Toast also doesn’t act very Impostor like, but maybe that’s just one of his strategies... Corpse is with me again, I don’t think that’s him, I mean, he followed me around last round, but still didn’t do anything, and even vouched for me and Sykkuno when we were both clearly chilling in comms. It can’t be him... right?”

Dead body reported.

“I just saw Corpse kill Toast, then vent!” Rae’s voice blared through Y/N’s headphones, as she looked in shock at the red cross next to Toast’s name. If not him, then..?

“What?” the accused man asked calmly “That’s a self-report, she’s trying to frame me. You guys can’t possibly believe her.”

“I believe her. I saw you enter the Electrical with Toast, then he’s suddenly dead” Felix said.

“That’s because she vented in there and killed him.”

“No! I swear, Y/N/N you have to believe me!” she directed her words towards the girl who remained silent during their discussion, processing her accusations over and over in her head. “I was fixing the wires, Toast was doing another task, and then boom! I see Corpse snapping his neck!”

“How could you see that if the lights were off?” Y/N suddenly asked, making Rae cut her own sentence off “No one went to fix them, they were off the entire round.”

Silence.

“It’s Rae, it must be her” Corpse couldn’t help but laugh wholeheartedly at how small was the mistake which completely blew Rae’s cover. “We’re voting Rae, right Y/N?”

“No! Guys, I mean, let me explain, I-!”

Rae was ejected.

“Now that was something I didn’t expect. I would’ve never thought it was her, I even suspected that Sykkuno might really have been the other Impostor, but now... It’s just me, Corpse, and Felix. I’m clear, clearly, so it must be one of them. And since Corpse protected me for the past few rounds, there’s no other option than...”

Her eyes suddenly widened when the realization hit her, and she quickly turned around to speed towards the emergency button. Fortunately, no one was around to stop her from calling the meeting.

“Felix.” Y/N started, trying to contain her excitement and sound seriously “Where were you when Sean was killed?”

Neither Corpse of Felix said a word, as it was probably the last question they expected her to ask. Felix cleared his throat, however, and finally replied:

“Y/N, that was literally the beginning of a game. How am I supposed to remember what I did then?”

“Well” she said nonchalantly “I, for example, clearly remember the things you said even when we were in the lobby.”

“What are you implying?”

“Wasn’t it you, who told everyone that Sean was your number one if you get Impostor?” she asked with a wicked smile on her face. Felix was dumbfounded, he obviously didn’t expect her to pull that card on him, hell, he didn’t even know how she knew about it since she wasn’t even in the call at the time.

“FELIX” Corpse suddenly broke the silence, simultaneously breaking the said man from his train of thoughts.

“Okay, first of all- YOU WEREN’T EVEN IN THE CALL WHEN I SAID THAT” he yelled through his mic, making both Y/N and Corpse laugh, as it only confirmed their suspicions.

“See? You only proved my point.”

“Oh, fuck’s sake- I was just joking okay?!” he tried to defend himself, but hearing how he couldn’t even contain his own laughter anymore, it was clear he already accepted the defeat. “It wasn’t serious, god damn it!”

“You know what to do, Y/N” Corpse’s voice asked through her headphones, and surely, she knew exactly what to do.

“C’mon Y/N, that’s not fair! At least let me explain myself!”

“Bye Felix” she said in an overly dramatic tone before Corpse voted as well.

Soon enough, the sign VICTORY could be seen on her screen, which made her squeak and joy. This game was really fun, even though she was so scared of being killed first.

“I knew it! I knew you would figure out it’s him! That son of a bitch who murdered me!” Jack basically yelled out, clearly very happy about the result.

“Y/N, seriously now, how did you know I’ve said that?” Felix asked without even hiding his surprised tone.

“Let’s just say I might’ve stolen some of your viewers, Felix” she admitted, winking at her webcam, a new wave of comments landing on her chat. “Thanks guys!”

“Okay, that is rude and not fair!”

“It helped me win, so I’ve got nothing else to say” Y/N grinned from ear to ear, before muting herself for a moment to finally answer some of the questions from her chat, while the rest took a quick break to eat something or go to the bathroom.

She was halfway through telling the story of how she met Sean when she noticed she got a message from a private discord chat.

CORPSE: That was really impressive :)

Y/N smiled to herself upon seeing his text and quickly typed out the answer.

Y/N: Thanks!! I wouldn’t have done that without you though, you stood up for me and Sykkuno and all

Y/N: Also, thanks for protecting me from being murdered ^^

CORPSE: No problem, I knew you were innocent right away.

CORPSE: Anyway, good game, Sean was right saying that you’re one of the best players

She couldn’t help the blush that arose on her cheeks, it was very sweet of him to say that, even though she didn’t actually do much except for exposing Felix.

Y/N: I wasn’t an Impostor though, so you didn’t really see much :)

She watched the three dots beside his name, that signaled he was still texting. The chat was completely forgotten, but people seemed to quickly notice that small, shy smile on her lips, and the pink tint decoring her cheeks.

CORPSE: Okay, now I’m intrigued...

Y/N: Maybe we’ll both be Impostors one day ^^

CORPSE: Can’t wait for that to happen.

Soon enough, they returned to the lobby to begin another game. Y/N glanced at her chat for a second, and the moment she returned her eyes to the game, her jaw basically dropped.

IMPOSTOR was written in bold letters in the middle of the red screen, right above her name.

Corpse’s little character was standing beside her.

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