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bridgertonbabe · 2 years

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I’m enjoying this Irwins Au so much

Can you give a glimpse of Irwins Grucy or Lucy with Edmund (i feel like she and Sophie are the most similar and reading Sophie’s made me think of Lucy)

"You could be part of the pack, if you wanted? It’s my family’s ethos to make sure no creature ever gets left behind - and you, Lucy? I’d stay by your side forever if you wanted me to."

Following this offer by Gregory, Lucy intertwined her fingers with his and pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek, pulling back to regard him with a soft expression and shimmering eyes.

"Having lunch with you is the best part of my day." she admitted.

"Mine too." he squeezed her hand back, his face warming with elation that she felt the same way he felt about her.

"But I'm scared." she swallowed and in spite of her anxiety, she maintained eye contact with him, wanting him to understand her better, for him to know that the issues lay firmly with herself and not at all with him. "I'm scared of getting too attached, of growing too fond of you and ending up left behind and forgotten about."

Gregory clasped her hand tighter in his, regarding her with earnest concern. "Has it happened before?" he asked her delicately.

Lucy gave a timid nod. "Perhaps it was foolish on my part,"

"Whoever has done wrong by you is the foolish one. How anyone could even think of leaving you behind, of ever losing sight of you, of ever forgetting you... they're the fool. Not you, Lucy. Never you."

"But perhaps I was too much for them, or maybe I was not enough," she suggested - even after being screwed over by those who she had been closest to, she still didn't have it in her heart to speak ill of them, still feeling the need to defend them even though deep down she knew none of them would ever jump to her defence.

"Impossible, Luce." Gregory stated firmly. "You are more than enough; you are perfect."

He had said it so simply, without any pretense or side, and Lucy couldn't help herself. She leaned in and pressed her lips against his, feeling instantly safe and assured, and when he kissed her back and wrapped his arms around her, for the first time she felt truly loved.

He invited her to his nephew George's first birthday party the following day, a party exclusive to the Bridgerton family, and though Lucy felt out of place at first, it didn't last long.

As soon as she arrived hand in hand with Gregory she was eagerly greeted by Hyacinth St. Clair carrying the birthday boy. Little George was instantly smitten with his uncle's companion, squeaking to get her attention and then giggling and hiding his face in his mother's hair, peeking back at Lucy only to giggle and blush harder.

"Looks like you've got competition, Greg." Michael had laughed and clapped his brother-in-law on the back.

"Yeah, you'd better watch out." Gareth chimed in with a grin. "Your competition's cuter than you and he knows it." he remarked as his baby son batted his eyes and gave Lucy a dimpled smile.

Conversation ended up flowing so naturally between Lucy and all of Gregory's siblings and in-laws, and his various nieces and nephews were all excited to meet her and include her in their games and dancing. The people she had been apprehensive of meeting the most, however, were actually Gregory's parents. Lucy was convinced that if they didn't like and approve of her, then Gregory wouldn't hesitate to chuck her and leave her to the same fate she had grown far too accustomed to.

"They're gonna love you, Luce." Gregory kissed her cheek. "How could they not?"

She met Violet first and much to Lucy's relief Gregory's mother was delighted to meet her, saying how highly her son had spoken of her and how wonderful it was to finally meet her. She reminded Lucy so much of her own mother, a mother she dearly missed, and she and Violet ended up wittering away for a whole hour that flew by without either of the pair realising.

Then, once he had resurfaced from playing with his grandchildren, Edmund Bridgerton appeared and greeted Lucy with the biggest grin.

"And you must be the lovely Lucy!" Edmund boomed, his eyes lit up as soon as he took in the young woman who he knew his youngest son was crazy about. "We've all been dying to meet you!" he enthused in earnest and engulfed her in a big hug. "And from what I've heard about you, you're gonna fit right in."

Lucy had nearly teared up right then and there, to be as automatically accepted by the Bridgertons as she had been was beyond her wildest dreaming.

For the next few months she was showered with nothing but love and fondness from Gregory and his family. His nieces and nephews were always overjoyed to see her, his siblings chatted her ear off at every opportunity, the Bridgerton spouses always swung by to check in on her, Violet constantly invited her over for dinner, and Edmund made sure he stopped by her office everyday to ask after not just the progress in the program she was working on but asking after her and making sure she was alright.

Everything seemed too good to be true - and then Lucy discovered she was pregnant and she freaked out. She and Gregory had barely been together six months and she was terrified the unexpected pregnancy would scare him off, would make him realise she wasn't enough for him and drop her like a hot potato, leaving both her and the baby behind. Gregory was immediately alarmed when he opened the door to her fearful face, pulling her inside and asking her what had happened.

"I'm pregnant." she breathed out, her eyes shaking as she dreaded his rejection - but what she hadn't expected was for him to scarper down the hall and into his bedroom.

She hurried after him, mightily confused, and when she appeared in the doorway of his bedroom he was running back from the open drawer of his desk, tripping over his wastepaper basket in his rush and ending up flat on his face at her feet.

"Greg?" she trembled. "Are you okay? I'm so sor-"

"Marry me!" Gregory had pulled himself up to his knees, opening the velvet box in his hands before quickly realising the ring was hanging upside down and twisting the box round so it was properly presented. "I'm sorry, I should have done this ages ago,"

"What?" Lucy couldn't quite believe what was happening - far from being turned out by him, she was being proposed to?

"I mean we had been together a month when Milo asked when I was going to marry you and I knew right then that I would one day and that same day I went out and bought this so I should have proposed to you then but I didn't want to scare you off but now you're gonna have our baby so of course I want to marry you more than ever before but I've wanted to marry you for the last four months,"

"Gregory!" she exclaimed to bring a stop to his rambling. "You... you want to marry me?" she squeaked. "And... and you're not mad about the baby?"

Confusion marred Gregory's face before he burst into a smile. "Of course I want to marry you, Luce! You make me so happy and the thought of being your husband is so thrilling! But not as thrilling as being the father of your child! I cannot believe I'm so lucky to spend the rest of my - oh shit!" His eyes rounded in panic. "You never actually said yes, did you? Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!"

"Greg," Lucy tried to calm him down.

"No, no, no! Dammit this isn't romantic at all!" Gregory fretted. "It looks like I'm only proposing because you're pregnant - and asking you to marry me right by my dirty washing? God, I'm such an idiot!"

"Greg!" Lucy cried out, grabbing him by the face, her thumbs pressing against his lips to shut him up.

His eyes shone up at hers worriedly and she realised he was now the one afraid of being rejected - he was scared of losing her.

"You are the most romantic person I have ever met." she told him softly. "Everything you've ever said to me, everything you've ever done for me, everything about you, Gregory, is so inherently romantic. I was so scared you wouldn't want me anymore when I told you I was pregnant,"

"Never." Gregory spoke against her thumbs, his eyes wide as her words sunk in, pressing a kiss against the pads of her thumbs to emphasise his point.

"But you, Gregory Bridgerton, are the most wonderful man I've ever met. I love you with my whole heart... and if you'll have me, I'd love nothing more than to be your wife."

Gregory surged up, kissing her passionately, clutching her to him, coveting her dearly, never wanting to let her go -

"Oh shit, wait, here," Gregory drew back, falling to his knees, cursing to himself as he bent one of his knees, making Lucy giggle, and then slipped the ring on her finger, "there." he sighed, kissing her fingers as they both took in the sight of the diamond glimmering on her hand. "I'm sorry, this wasn't how I imagined proposing to you," he began regretfully

"It's perfect." a smile broke out on Lucy's face, one she had managed to contain until now. "You're perfect."

"That would be you, my love." he beamed back and in the next second Lucy had flung herself on him, toppling him over as she kissed him fervently.

Later on at the Bridgerton family dinner, Lucy had been nervous to announce not just their engagement but her pregnancy, worried his family would think they're rushing into things, apprehensive that they could go the distance and that she didn't truly belong - though really, she should have known better at that point.

The Bridgertons cheered ecstatically and were quick to congratulate the happy couple, with Edmund being one of the first to pull Lucy into a hug.

"Welcome to the pack, Lucy." he said - and from that moment forward, Lucy knew she had finally found her people.

#asks #irwins au #grucy #gregory x lucy #gregory bridgerton #lucy abernathy

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newtonsheffield · 3 years

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would we ever see lucy's uncle getting his dues? like in the book the man had to leave but here?

I would love nothing more than to see Robert Abernathy go to hell, or possibly jail for Embezzlement 👀👀👀

Unfortunately that has not yet happened, no here’s how Lucy was finally free of her Uncle Robert for the most part.

Despite practically every conversation with her Uncle Robert ending with his vow that this would be the very last time she saw him, he was quite persistent in his attempts to comment on her life choices. Lucy had hoped when he’d shown up at their house 2 days before she married Gregory, when they were practically on the way out the door to travel to Dover, and told her not to go through with it, that it would be the last she heard from him. Unfortunately, that was not the case. He had not attended their wedding, and truly for several months it had seemed that he had given up. And then Lucy and Gregory had attended Richard and Hermione’s wedding and been the maid of honour and she’d watched as Gregory was accosted by her Uncle before she could get them at the reception.

“Gerald. I see you were invited.” Lucy had heard her Uncle snipe and sweet, Calm Gregory had smiled and said

“I think they felt they had to, Sir, I am Lucy’s husband after all. Congratulations though, you must be so proud of Richard today.” Before excusing himself, walking towards Lucy and dipping her into a dramatic kiss in front of all of their friends and relatives that went on so long Lucy’s cheeks were flushed. Uncle Robert was practically puce by the end.

They had heard from him only intermittently, until she’d announced her pregnancy nearly 2 years after they married. She’d posted it on Instagram. A black and white picture of Gregory’s hand on her stomach the bump just starting to form. Within 10 minutes she had a phone call, sitting at her desk

“Lucy Abernathy-Bridger-” she’d started, and then she’d been cut off

“Lucinda, you have truly done it this time.” Her Uncle’s voice was harsh in her ear. Lucy sighed, trying to stay calm as he continued “You’ll never get away from him now. You’ll be tied to the boy forever.” And Lucy had said, very calmly tears pricking in her eyes,

“Good. I want to be.” She’d hung up the phone before he could berate her further and managed to ignore him for the majority of her pregnancy, seeing him only at the Christening of her new nephew. Uncle Robert had gutted and said “I hope you mean to find a better way to support your family now, Gerald.” And Gregory had bemusedly said “I’m a solicitor?” Before Lucy had dragged them away.

Unfortunately Robert Abernathy seemed to think it was his duty to see Lucy’s child, and so, he turned up on the doorstep 3 days after they brought Katie home from the hospital. Gregory had been laying on his back on the living room floor, Katie asleep on his chest when there’d been a knock at the door. Lucy had risen a little begrudgingly from the sofa still sore, though not wanting to disturb her family, opened the door expecting any number of Gregory’s relatives only to find her Uncle.

“Uncle Robert it’s not really a good time.” She said, dryly and Robert Abernathy had scoffed and said

“So you plan to keep your family from your child do you, Lucinda? Very adult.” In his brisk voice that always raised Lucy’s hackles but she was too tired for an argument so she let him inside. He snatched The baby from Gregory’s chest despite Lucy’s protests and stared down at her.

“And her name is?” He said expectantly looking at Lucy.

“Katharine, we call her Katie.” Lucy said firmly, knowing her poor child was in for a lifetime of Robert using her full name despite being repeatedly asked not too. And to everyone’s surprise Robert Abernathy laughed.

“Well, I’ll say this, she’s a pretty little thing. Shame you named her after a woman who slept her way to the middle though.” Lucy’s mouth dropped open, anger rising in her chest, ready to defend herself to defend her family. But it was unnecessary because apparently Uncle Robert had now run aground of even sweet, patient Gregory’s patience.

“Mr Abernathy,” he started calmly, taking his daughter back from the man and gently handing her to Lucy, “I feel I have been more than patient over the years. I have let you berate me, and lecture me, you’ve berated Lucy her entire life, and made her feel inadequate, and that’s disgusting enough. But I’m afraid I won’t allow you to do it to my daughter.” Lucy had never heard Gregory’s voice so commanding, it was a little startling. Uncle Robert looked a little taken aback, opening his mouth to argue but Gregory didn’t let him, adjusting his glasses before continuing

“No, Sir. It’s my turn now. I’m sorry if you feel that my love and support isn’t enough for your niece, or that it isn’t masculine enough. But I love my wife, and I love my daughter, and I will no longer stand in my home and let you talk to them this way. My daughter who, by the way, is named after one of the most incredible people I know, is only going to know unconditional love and so I’m afraid you’re no longer welcome here.”

Robert Abernathy looked practically purple as he stormed from the room. Lucy was frozen, she felt something wet on her cheeks and realised she was crying, her heart brimming with quiet love for her Husband.

“Luce, I’m sorry I just couldn’t stand it anymore I-” Lucy cut him off

“I love you so much Gregory Bridgerton.” And she pulled him into a deep kiss, the tiny baby their love had created nestled between them.

#bridgerton and sons au #lucy x gregory #lucy abernathy #gregory bridgerton #Robert Abernathy is a toad #molly's asks and answers

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caitlesshea · 3 years

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My 2020 Tumblr Top 10

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Gregory was in the Navy. Gregory hates Jesse for what he did to Alex. Gregory knows about Alex & Michael. Gregory & Alex had a...

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“I KNOW WHAT HE MEANS TO ALEX.” -Gregory Manes, defending Alex and Michael to Jesse

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Carlos can’t stop the tears from falling as he strokes TK’s hair. He can’t stop touching TK, wanting to be as close as...

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Can we talk about the absolutely heart wrenching way Alex said, “I get it. You know honestly if I could choose to be with Maria...

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Can we talk about how everyone went home and changed clothes except Owen & Carlos? Cause I’m emotional.

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time’s forever frozen still

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“I can’t let our history repeat itself, I will not be another Manes standing in your way.” - Alex to Michael, breaking my...

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“It was as if we were built from the same star, drawn together by something cosmic.” -Tripp about Nora. Further proof the aliens...

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we run with wolves in the shadows

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“I fell in love with your son.” - Michael Guerin, destroying me

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#tumblrtop10 #rnm #malex #tarlos #joe x nicky #the old guard #gregory manes

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alrightsnaps · 3 years

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Bridgerton books ranked (well....sort of):

1. The Viscount Who Loved Me (#2) and An Offer From A Gentleman (#3)

I refuse to pick a favourite between these two so I shall not. I'm a sucker for both a good banter-filled enemies-to-lovers (especially when it features Queen Kate Sheffield and Pall Mall) and a nauseatingly saccharine Cinderella story. And I'm not even sorry.

2. When He Was Wicked (#6), It's In His Kiss (#7) and On The Way To The Wedding (#8)

I'm gonna defend these three underrated entries forever as I enjoyed each of them to the fullest. I know many are not crazy about Francesca's story because she's so removed from the Bridgerton clan but I found this to be a pretty refreshing angle and loved both her as a character and her love story. And don't get me started on Hyacinth and Gregory because I can gush about the camaraderie of the youngest Bridgertons for hours. Plus we got to see more of Lady Danbury and some of the other Bridgertons in their stories which is always a plus!

3. Romancing Mr Bridgerton (#3)

I get why this is often on the top of the Bridgerton list but it just...didn't work for me enough to place it higher. I loved the plot to no end and it definitely redeemed Penelope in my eyes after having only watched the show, but I maintain the opinion I formed when watching the adaptation that Colin is the most meh Bridgerton for me– at least book Daphne and Simon got redeemed on that font by the show. So, much as I loved the Lady Whistledown plot, I was pretty indifferent to (and bored by) the romance.

4. The Duke and I (#1) and To Sir Philip, With Love (#4)

To the surprise of no one rape doesn't really make for a good romance story (and let's be honest, even without that godforsaken arc Simon and Daphne were extremely bland as a couple– how Shonda Rhimes created their excellent show dynamic with that material is a feat). And I'd better not elaborate much on Eloise's book because I'm gonna end up ranting (again) about how much I hate Julia Quinn for ruining my favourite Bridgerton and having her end up with an insufferable asshole.

#bridgerton #bridgerton books #julia quinn #my random ramblings

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skiller0dani · 4 years

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Cherry Pie (2) | Billy Mitman

M A S T E R L I S T

smut | slow burn requests info wanna be on a Timmy taglist? click here

lemme also clear some stuff up YES this is a teacher/student relationship story NO there are no adult/under-aged person relationships YES I made Billy 18 in this story, because lets say he’s in his final semester of senior year. NO smut will not be in every chapter of this short story. It’s a SLOW BURN. meaning I will be adding sexual tension to every chapter to build up the anticipation for when it finally happens.

Previously... | As Alice pulls herself into bed, she can’t get a certain pair of green eyes out of her head. She can’t forget the feeling of his lips on hers, and she knows the rest of the week is going to be more difficult than she’d anticipated. |

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TUESDAY

Alice would be lying if she didn’t drag her a feet a bit this particular morning. In fact she nearly called in sick to work when she remembered she was a sub for another class. Meaning she’d agreed to be at work until Rachel returned next week, and that there was no getting out of facing Billy Mitman. One of her students that she unfortunately could not stop thinking about, she spent most of the previous evening tossing and turning. When sleep finally took her she couldn’t keep her mind from wandering back to him, to the way he looked at her. Or the sound of his voice, the feeling of him pressing his lips to hers. This is so beyond wrong, she is his damn teacher but she can’t stop her heart from racing when he enters the room. Her hands clench the steering wheel as she looks up at Valley High with disdain. How could one building hold her deepest fears and darkest desires all in the same halls? Knowing there might be students in need of her assistance this morning, Alice reluctantly leaves the safety of her car and enters her own personal battlefield: Valley High.

She ducks her head and makes a beeline for her office and thankfully doesn’t bump into Billy in the halls as she shuts her door. “Been waiting here forever.” A voice sighs from behind her, causing Alice to jump. She whirls around, seeing Billy sitting in her office chair- playing with a desk toy she bought. Her heart immediately hammers against her chest as she eyes him, her palms shaking. “B-Billy, what are you doing here?” She asks as Billy stands, one of his eyebrows cocked as he eyes her. He takes a step towards her, “what’s wrong Miss Perribow? Do I make you nervous?” Billy asks, his voice a low whisper as he leans in so close that his nose nearly brushes against hers. Alice’s fingers grab the edge of the desk, her breath hitched in her throat as she feels the heat building between her legs. Alice’s voice is shaky as her eyes meet his, “what do want Billy?” His smirk is evident, even in the dimly lit office. Billy leans forward still, catching Alice’s eyelids flutter slightly as she leans forward into him. “Proving a point.” He whispers, just a hairs length away from her lips before he pulls away and turns out of her office. Alice releases a shaky breath, her heart slamming against her ribcage. She leans back against her desk, her body suddenly feeling to heavy for jello legs to hold her up.

After a few private lessons Alice finds herself sitting in Mr. Alvarez’s office, her voice shaky. “Your email is about Leon Gregory correct?” He asks and Alice nods, having already filled the Principle in on what happened during class yesterday. “He became increasingly more inappropriate, I was uncomfortable and frightened.” Alice admitted and Mr. Alvarez nodded before looking over the email once more. “And William Mitman was involved? Was he making you feel afraid as well? I know he has issues of his own.” Mr. Alvarez asked and Alice feels frustration building in her chest as he accuses Billy. She feels the strong urge to defend him, and she doesn’t know why. “No actually Billy put himself between me and Leon, to protect me.” Alice said immediately, feeling a weight lifted from her chest at the smile stretching across Mr. Alvarez’s face. “He’s really come a long way.” He says and Alice feels pride swell in her chest, although she’s not sure way. “I’ll have Leon transferred out of the class.” He concludes as his phone on his desk rings. Alice nods with a smile before exiting his office and bumping- quite literally- into someone in the hallway.

Looking up Alice can’t even believe who has their arms wrapped around her to catch her from falling- Billy. “How does this keep happening?” She asks him, her tense body relaxing only slightly as his arms stayed secured around her. Alice looks up into his eyes, noticing for the first time how much taller than her he is. Billy cocks an eyebrow, “it’s not my fault that you can’t stay away Miss Perribow.” Alice blushes deeply as she steps away from Billy and his strong protective arms, what is happening? Since when did Alice start having thoughts like that about her students? Shaking her head, Alice tries to step past Billy but his hand reaches for hers before pulling her into an empty hallway. Her back hits the wall and suddenly she feels like a teenager in high school, instead of a teacher and 24 year old woman. Billy’s hands press to the wall on either side of her head as his pupils widen, “today is my birthday Alice.” He breathes, and Alice doesn’t even notice that he called her by her first name. Her eyes lock on his as her heart races, “Happy Birthday Billy.” She whispers and Billy’s lips cock in a half smile.

“I’m 18 Alice, I’m an adult.” He says again, his eyes on hers and Alice’s mouth goes dry as her knees go weak. Billy’s hands land on Alice’s arms when she begins to slide down the wall, and he quite literally holds her up. “I know how you feel about me, I can see it every time you look at me.” Billy whispers, his lips inching towards hers. Alice feels her heart pounding in her throat as her breaths turns into soft pants. Billy presses his body more firmly to hers, “tell me I’m wrong and I’ll believe you.” He challenges as he stares deep into her eyes. Alice shakes her head and tries to grasp at any shred of self control she has left as she places a hand on his chest. “It doesn’t matter Billy. This can’t happen, it just can’t.” Alice feels her heart squeeze as the words leave her lips but one of them needs to do the right thing. It needs to be her, she’s the adult and Billy is just a kid no matter how much he might deny that. Tears burn in her eyes as she pushes past Billy, and Alice does her best to ignore the pained look on his face as she turns the corner. It doesn’t matter how she feels, or even how he feels. It can’t happen, it won’t happen. It’s wrong.

Alice was almost disappointed when she didn’t see Billy for the remainder of the day. She’d hoped he’d find her again and try to plea his case, to fight for her as silly as that sounds. He’s a kid, and she’s his teacher- of course he’s going to listen to her. Students slowly trickle in for the last class of the day, and Alice keeps her eyes peeled for Billy as the minutes tick away. The hollowed feeling in her chest deepens when the bell for class rings, and Billy still hasn’t showed. She proceeds with the lecture, feeling slightly distracted and can’t seem to keep her eyes off the classroom door for very long. Panic sets in her chest when she remembers Billy’s emotional problems, is indulging in her dark fantasies simply just taking advantage of an emotionally disabled boy? Billy may be smart, but maybe he doesn’t know the full depth of what he asks Alice, maybe he doesn’t truly understand what he wants. Maybe he thinks he wants her, but when she gives him what he asks for he regrets it because he’ll realize that’s not what he wanted. Then one call to the police later and Alice is getting arrested for assaulting a disabled person. Alice is so lost in her own thoughts that she doesn’t realize the bell has rung until the kids are packing up and leaving the classroom.

Alice leans against her desk, alone with her swirling thoughts and pounding heart when the door to the classroom shuts. “Alice.” His voice is rough and it sends goosebumps tingling across her skin before he even crosses the classroom towards her. Alice doesn’t turn to look at him when she hears Billy’s tennis shoes on the tile floors. “I know what I want, and I know you want it to. I’m going to wait for you where we met last night, and if you don’t show in 20 minutes then I’ll have my answer.” He says and Alice turns to look at him, noticing the look of both sadness and determination on his face. “Billy, are you on your medication? You’re not thinking straight-” Alice starts but Billy laughs bitterly as he turns away from her. He runs a hand through his hair, “I’m thinking clearer then I have in a long time Alice. My medication made my brain feel paralyzed, I finally feel free.” Billy snaps, his tone strained as he desperately looks into Alice’s eyes. Alice doesn’t realize there are tears in her eyes until one slides down her cheek and Billy reaches up to wipe it. “You have 20 minutes Alice. I can’t wait forever.” Billy whispers, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

Then he’s turning out of the classroom, the air seeming colder after his departure. Alice places her palms against the desk, how did everything get so confusing? She knows that she cares about Billy, even though she shouldn’t and every cell in her body is telling her to run down the hall after him. Every muscle in her body is screaming to just go get him, to hold him tight and kiss him hard. Yet the other rational part of her brain tells her that she shouldn’t, that he is a student. She needs to be the responsible one, she needs to put an end to this before it can begin. Her heart clenches at the thought as she sinks into the office chair, her eyes on the clock. Alice can’t have him, it doesn’t matter that he’s 18, it doesn’t matter if this is what he really wants. She can’t, logically how would this work in the future? He’s still very much an adolescent, while she’s an adult living in the adult world. For Christs sakes, she’s going through a divorce and he’s about to graduate high school. How could their lives piece together in a way that makes sense?

5 minutes pass. Alice sits, her leg bouncing underneath her desk as she imagines Billy sitting there- waiting for her. Hoping to God she’s going to show, when she hasn’t even decided if she will or not. She knows the right thing to do is let him go, but she’s not sure she has the strength to do that. Alice places her head down against the desk as another 5 minutes tick by. Is letting him go the right thing? He is 18, and well it could be worth a try. Alice does care about him in a way she almost wished she didn’t. After another 5 minutes go by, Alice stands and makes a beeline for the door- she can’t let him go. “Miss Perribow, do you have a minute?” Margot asks in surprise as Alice whirls the door open. A flustered smile is pressed onto Alice’s face as she moves aside to let Margot in. Her heart is thumping at a hundred miles an hour as Margot begins to explain very specific changes they need to make in her singing lessons. Alice nods, and keeps her eyes on Margot the best she can while also glancing down at her watch. 4 minutes left. Margot continues to explain the way she wants her lessons to be structured and Alice feels panic setting in when only 3 minutes remain.

When 2 minutes remain Alice looks up, “Margot I’m very sorry but I have an appointment I need to go to. We can continue this in the morning okay?” She says with a hurried smile while rushing Margot out the door. Alice slings her bag over her shoulder and throws a casual smile at Margot before speed walking down the hall towards the main entrance. Alice feels a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she pushes outside and quickly heads to the side of the building. “Billy!” Alice calls as she rounds the corner, but the sight before her makes her heart drop. Looking at the sidewalk she sees a cigarette butt, still smoldering but Billy isn’t here. She’s too late. Tears build in her eyes as she takes a few steps forward, desperately beginning to look around for him. Maybe she just missed him, maybe he’s standing somewhere else. “Billy?” She calls softly again, before leaning against the brick wall. Her heart shrivels in her chest as she imagines him waiting here before finally loosing hope and leaving with a broken heart. A quiet sob escapes her lips as she slides down the wall, her hands coming up to cover her face.

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bhadpodcast · 4 years

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ATTENTION!

Hear ye, hear ye!

Hopefully forever, but until further notice I will not be engaging or posting anything from @princeescaluswords.

He creates straw man arguments designed to have people defending themselves argue in circles. And when presented with receipts, he simply resets and says “no one has provided me any receipts *shrugs*.

What it amounts to is that PEW isn’t interested in actually educating or even truly bringing an eye to racism in fandom. He cares only about “winning” and establishing his supremacy as a BNF in anti-fandom.

The pure hubris he employs of being a 50 year old white man who admittedly was closeted for most of his life and ignorant to race issues to then trying to scold other about racism is astounding.

He throws around words that don’t make sense in context, he creates comparisons that are never terrible and employs strange, long winded analogies that don’t do anything but confuse the reader.

He recently had an entire rant about House, a show he never finished and talked about how he finished because he no longer liked the main character. He was supposed to be unlikable! Everyone talked about how he got more and more awful, he was kind of the medical Breaking Bad. Now that’s a good analogy and honestly it’s not really that good.

So because he left, he missed the discourse about Gregory and his character. What does this have to do with Scott?

And the fact that I can spend more time arguing about House than you know... how to solve fandom racism, is part of his ploy. Because he doesn’t want my input, he wants me to bow to his opinion so he can be seen as the architect. Why do you think he writes all this meta instead of the Scott positive content he craves so badly.

He’s a fraud and after his tactic of trying to compare Scott to George Floyd and Derek to the racist cop that killed him, I’ve seen he has no integrity. He needs to understand his place and understand the people he hurts with his lies is not worth the amount of hearts his posts get.

As a black woman, I’m not debating with anyone that has so little respect for their own group of so called friends, much less me.

#perratorium #princeescaluswords #lies #receipts

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imperial-martian · 5 years

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What Happened At Sherrinford {Mycroft Holmes x Reader}

A/N: I joined a writing contest hosted by @emptytypewriter and got an idea pretty quickly of what I wanted to do. I hope you all enjoy, and just know that this piece had made me the most emotional I have been in a while.

Mycroft x Wife! Cop! Reader

Angst

(Murder, Death, Emotional Distress)

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"Damn it, where is he?" you mumbled to yourself, watching as Detective Inspection Lestrade shook his head as he walked out of another cell. For the last thirty minutes you had been searching for your husband with the detective and a few other policemen and detectives.

You felt as though your heart was beating louder than ever, pounding against your chest as you desperately searched around. You had never felt more anxious or worried in your entire life. Not when you began training, not when you saw the scar marks on your husband's skin- the ones that had been given to him over the years of his association in the government. Nothing had ever gotten you to look like such a mess.

You probably wouldn't be so worried if you hadn't known what Sherrinford was. However, that wasn't the case, because you knew about the island all too well. When one's father end up working there, you are bound to learn about the secrets hidden on that island. Even if you learned it by looking through your father's office.

It wasn't until Lestrade called your name that you turned your head to look at him, taking a step out of the cell you had just entered. "He must be with Sherlock and John. We've searched most of Sherrinford, and the rooms we can't get into seem to be locked with a code that only certain people have. I'm sure they're all with one another," Gregory tried to assure, giving your shoulder a reassuring squeeze before retracting his hand.

You nodded softly, hoping to God that Gregory was right. "Let's hope so," you mumbled before following after all the others that began to make their way back to the main land.

•

It was when Sherlock and John came into view, that you let out a sigh of relief and quickly jogged over to them. It took you a moment to realize Mycroft wasn't with them, but once you did your throat began to tighten.

Once you stood right in front of Sherlock, you looked up into his blue-green eyes and asked, "Where's Mycroft?"

Sherlock looked down at you with a blank face, his eyes seeming to show this hollowness that you had never seen before. Not even in Mycroft's eyes.

He didn't say anything, instead reached into his pocket and pulled something out. Holding his hand out in front of you, he opened his clenched first to reveal Mycroft's gold wedding ring in his palm.

Looking down at it, your eyes stared at the metal in which you had so often played with while it rested on your husband's finger, realization crossed your face. Taking it with trembling fingers, you examined it, noticing the engraving he had done on the inside of the ring; Beginning of Forever.

There was no forever anymore, and you knew it no matter how much you didn't want to believe it.

"How?" was the only thing you were able to ask. Your voice already sounded choked just by the one word you had said, you couldn't imagine what it'd sound like if you said more.

When Sherlock hesitated, you looked up at him with begging eyes.

"You won't look at me the same if I told you Y/N. You'll think I'm a-"

"Sherlock," you paused. "H-How?" You couldn't take it anymore, you had to know what happened to your husband. You deserved to know.

"He wanted me to tell you he loved you," Sherlock stalled again.

"Sherlock!" you exclaimed. "Tell me how h-he died!" You begged, tears blurring your vision as your hand clenched around the metal ring in your hand.

Sherlock sighed, "It- I killed him."

Your blood ran cold as you listened to those words leave your brother-in-law. Snapping your head up to him from where you looked down at your hand, your eyes widened in desperation. You've never wanted somebody to lie to you so much in your life.

When you realized that Sherlock wasn't lying, you shook your head. The apologetic look that Sherlock gave you meant nothing. You just had to ask one more thing. Just this one.

"Why?" Your voice didn't crack this time, instead it was filled with ice. Sherlock has heard a familiar tone from Mycroft before, multiple times, however this was the only time he had even felt a shiver run down his spine at hearing it.

"It was a choice I had to make, Y/N," Sherlock stated quietly. "He asked that I shot him," Sherlock tried to defend, but now wasn't the time for that. Even if he had asked, the fact that the man before you, who you had loved like he was family- because he was -was now the man that had murdered your husband.

You nodded, turning to look over at John who's eyes had been facing the ground throughout the entire conversation. It wasn't hard for you to realize that Sherlock had to make the choice between Mycroft and John. You knew it wouldn't have been an easy choice for anyone, but the man that had been killed today was your husband. You were bound to feel more hurt by that. Mycroft was the person who held you up right, and the only other person you thought you could turn to ended up killing him.

You felt as though you had no one left to support you like Mycroft had.

With a scoff, you cleared your mind from your thoughts for now and looked at Sherlock one last time before shaking your head and turning your back to him. Putting the ring into your pocket you made your way to your car, not bothering to stop when somebody approached you. You were in no mood to have a chat, especially not now when they would question you on where Mycroft was. You left that up to Sherlock.

•

It was on your way home that you began to understand what everyone meant when you lose that person you loved most, you begin to lose a part of yourself. You were now supposed to arrive home from work everyday with no one to go to. You could no longer receive those hugs that he so rarely gave you, or that laugh that so often made your heart flutter.

Just the thought of home now felt so lonely. You only wished you could return back to the day when you had moved in with him. The day that started off many late night movies and dinners, or so many peaceful nights in which you both just cuddled up and read a good book while drinking tea.

The night seemed so vivid in your mind when you arrived at the manor. You couldn't even seem to bring yourself to get out of the car before you broke down in tears.

Putting the car on park and turning the engine off, you leaned forward, resting your head on the steering wheel as you broke out into a sob.

He turned to face you in the bed, his pale blue eyes meeting your e/c ones. Seeing the gentle smile on your face made him return it before he pressed a tender kiss to your forehead.

You hummed gently, you eyes closing for only a moment before they met his again.

Taking a moment to drink in the silence, Mycroft hesitated before asking, “What if I told you I wanted you to stay?”

You looked at him, a confused look crossing your face for a moment before you replied. “What do you mean Mycroft? I’m staying the night,” you chuckled, looking at him for an answer.

“No no, I know that,” he replied with a soft laugh, rolling his eyes playfully.

“Then what do you mean, Myc?” you asked, a more serious and curious look crossing your face this time.

Mycroft swallowed, bringing his hand up to your cheek and letting the pad of his thumb stroke it lovingly. “I mean, what if I told you I wanted you to stay permanently?” he asked again.

“You mean, like moving in here?” you questioned, the thought causing your heart to skip a beat.

He nodded. “Yes, what if I was asking you to move in with me?”

The light that seemed to sparkle on your eyes and the smile that crossed your face was enough to assure Mycroft of what your answer would be. However, when he heard you reply, “Then I would have to say yes,” he let out a breath of relief, leaning forward to kiss you gently.

In that moment you had never been more content in your life.

However, in reality, that memory would never bring you such comfort again. Today was now the end of that forever that Mycroft had engraved on the inside of his ring.

#ahallmarkcelebrationchallenge #bbc sherlock #bbc mycroft #mycroft holmes #mycroft holmes x reader #x reader #mycroft x reader #mycroft #holmes #bbc mycroft x reader #angst #death #murder #emotional distress #emotions #mixed emotions #sherrinford

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gamerwoo · 5 years

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Chani: Be Gay, Do Crimes

Characters: Chani x gender neutral reader (featuring sf9 and Wooseok)

Genre/warnings: badboy au, crack, fluff, bein gay and doin crimes because I assume that counts as a warning for some of y’all who hate fun

Word count: 6,777

Summary: In which you’re trying so hard to get your best friend a significant other in between doing some really dumb shit. But maybe the dumb shit you’re focused on doing is distracting you from the dumb person he really wants to be with.

a/n: this was heavily inspired by Gregory and Mae from Night In The Woods (yknow if Gregg secretly had a crush on Mae) and also that one episode of Spongebob (the “are you feeling it now Mr Krabs” episode) so uh yeah

“Jeez, it’s about time you showed up,” Chani sighed, folding his arms on the counter of the corner store he worked at. “I have plans.”

“First of all, you’re still on the clock, doofus,” you pointed out, walking up to the counter and leaning against it. “Second, what kind of plans?”

“Crimes,” he smirked.

Your eyebrows raised, interest piqued, “What kind of crimes are we talking here, Kang?”

“Remember how you wanted to steal the principal’s underwear and put it on the head of the school’s mascot statue?”

“Yeah, but Youngbin not only said it could not be done, but we shouldn’t get ourselves into even more trouble after we broke into the sewing club room and stitched a mustache and beard onto the mascot costume.”

“Well, Youngbin isn’t here, is he?”

“...You are absolutely correct.”

You and Chani shared a look that you often shared before doing something stupid. It was a look with a mischievous smile and narrowed eyes that basically said ‘we’re gonna do this and have so much fun’ even though you knew there was a higher chance of getting caught this time. Neither of you ever cared about getting caught, though. That was kinda half the fun.

“When do you get off work?” you asked.

“Right now,” he scoffed, taking off his name tag that he always wore upside-down to piss off his manager and the customers. He leaped over the counter and landed beside you on the other side with a bright grin. “Let’s do crimes!”

“Wait,” you held up a hand to him, “I wanna go to Starbucks first.”

“But you hate their drinks,” he pointed out, a quizzical look on his face.

“Yeah, but they have a new barista that’s really cute,” you shrugged. “I figure I should get her number before our principal kills us for sneaking into his house to get his underwear.”

Chani nodded in understanding, “That seems fair.”

You found yourselves standing at the back of the Starbucks that was not too far from where Chani worked. You were surprised and happy to find out that not only was there one cute barista, but two. Chani also confirmed with a slow nod as he looked the two up and down that they were, in fact, very attractive.

“I didn’t know that dude worked here,” you said, taking a bite out of the overpriced cake pop you’d bought just to hit on the baristas.

“I didn’t know you were desperate enough that you’d pay that much for a fucking cake pop,” Chani said with a slight smirk, looking at you with raised eyebrows.

“I would buy anything from either of them if they asked me,” you sighed, not taking your eyes off of the two as they worked to get drinks made.

Taking advantage of your distracted state, Chani leaned over and took the rest of the cake pop in his mouth, dragging it off the stick before chewing it.

“Then go buy another cake pop,” he said around a mouth full of your food.

Chani was thankful for the loudness of his motorcycle so he couldn’t hear your teasing. Ever since the cute male barista asked you what your ‘mysterious’ friend’s name was, you couldn’t stop shaking his arm and giggling and telling him he should do something about it. You’d been trying to get Chani in a relationship ever since his last one ended.

He stopped at a light, waiting for the moment it turned green when you leaned around to look at the side of his face that was partially out of view from his helmet.

“Are you gonna text him?” you shouted over the engine.

He just glanced at you, rolled his eyes, and looked away. Even with how long you’d been friends with Chani, you still had no idea what that was supposed to mean.

As soon as the light changed, Chani sped off to your destination. The lights from the windows of the houses and buildings you passed by, and the street lights were the only things lighting up the streets as your arms stayed wound around Chani’s waist. You spent the time on the back of his motorcycle to think about what the plan was once you got to the principal’s house. You’d have to get in somehow, find his room and get a pair of his underwear, and then dip out without being noticed. It would definitely be hard but you were always up for a challenge.

Chani stopped his bike at the side of the road somewhere, taking of his helmet and glancing at you over his shoulder, “It’s probably better if we don’t show up to his place with a loud bike.”

“Good call,” you nodded, getting off the bike before taking off your own helmet. “Do you have ideas on how to do this?”

“We’re not here to do it just yet,” he scoffed, running a hand through his hair. “We’re not prepared to sneak into somebody’s house. We have to work our way up to that.”

You pouted, crossing your arms over your chest, “Why didn’t you tell me that before?”

“Because the surprise is part of the fun when it comes to crimes. Now stop being grumpy and let’s go.”

Chani started walking along the sidewalk, so you followed behind him before jogging up to walk beside him, closest to the road. There were hardly any people driving right now, but you thought it made everything you were doing seem that much more mysterious. Therefore, you didn’t mind it.

You weren’t sure what Chani’s plan was, and you also didn’t bother asking since the ‘surprise’ was apparently half the fun. So you just silently followed beside Chani because he was never really one for a lot of conversation anyway.

You walked a few blocks before he turned a corner and kept walking. It wasn’t until you got to a semi-familiar building that you sort of got a hint about Chani’s plan.

“Zuho...?” you asked, looking up at his apartment building.

“Mhmm,” was all he replied with as he walked up the steps and pressed the button to ring his apartment. The boy in question’s deep voice came through, and Chani simply replied with, “It’s me.”

“Come up,” the older boy replied before buzzing the two of you in.

Zuho was...an accomplice. Kind of. He was somebody Chani could go to if he needed assistance that you couldn’t provide, but he typically hated asking Zuho for help because he felt like it was cheating. Zuho somehow had connections with everyone and could get just about anything. As you walked up the steps to Zuho’s apartment, you began to wonder if he could even get his hands on the principal’s underwear...

...That sentence could’ve been worded better.

Zuho opened the door by the time the two of you got to his door. He smirked, gesturing for you both to come in before he closed the door.

“You got it, right?” Chani asked.

“Somehow, yeah,” Zuho replied as he walked into the small kitchen.

Chani followed him, and you trailed behind Chani. It wasn’t that you didn’t like Zuho or were afraid of him -- okay, maybe you were a little afraid of him -- but you didn’t know him as well as Chani did. He was more like an acquaintance than anything else, so you weren’t really apt to talk to him.

Zuho grabbed a dull golden key that was on a small keyring off of his counter, dropping it into Chani’s open palm. Chani grinned as he looked at it, like Zuho had given him the key to the whole world.

“What is that...?” you asked quietly, peering over his shoulder at the key.

“Remember Super Mart?” Chani asked as he turned to look at you.

“The high budget Walmart that closed down?”

“This is the key to Super Mart.”

You looked between Chani and Zuho’s proud smirks, your expression blank. Was there something you weren’t getting here?

“Two questions,” you said, “first off, how did Zuho get the key to Super Mart? And second, why do we need the key to Super Mart?”

“My dad was the store manager for the one in town,” Zuho explained, his smirk still plastered on his face.

“And we need it because we’re going into Super Mart tonight,” Chani replied, shoving the key into his pocket.

“What do we need that’s in Super Mart?” you questioned.

“Do you remember those chips that I hoarded for an entire summer?” he asked.

“The...spicy....cheesy things or whatever...?” you trailed off, not remembering the name but remembering that Chani was stupidly obsessed with them.

“They were sweet ‘n’ spicy cheesy chips, _____,” he stated matter-of-factly, “and Super Mart was the only place that ever sold them. And I require said chips.”

“Chani, you literally work at a corner store. You get chips for free.”

“But they’re not sweet ‘n’ spicy cheesy chips.”

“They’re also not stale! Whatever food is left in that place is going to be well passed its due date!”

“But they’re not special discontinued chips, _____,” Zuho spoke up to defend his friend.

You just rolled your eyes and let out a sigh, “Whatever, can we go now then?”

“Yeah,” Chani replied simply, turning to thank his friend again before he left right on your heels. “Are you ready to have a feast, _____?”

You scoffed, “I’m not eating anything from Super Mart. That place closed a year ago, and everything in there is bound to be disgusting.”

“Then I guess you’re not eating tonight,” he shrugged as he passed you on the stairs. “Good thing you had two cake pops, huh?”

You frowned, almost growling as he taunted you, “You ate the first one, fuckhead!”

The mention of cake pops had you back on the cute barista that had asked about Chani. As the two of you walked up to the main door to Super Mart, you were babbling excitedly, wondering if Chani planned on doing anything with this guy that seemed interested in him. But Chani just ignored you in favor of walking in silence.

“Chani, you can’t be alone forever!” you whined.

“I’m not, I’ve dated,” he reminded you as he walked up to the door and inserted the key. “Plus, I have you.”

“Aw,” you cooed, running up behind Chani and placing your hands on his shoulders, “that’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me!”

As Chani opened the doors, he inhaled deeply like he was exploring a mountain range before coughing up a storm. You began to laugh at him, only to do the same thing when you inevitably inhaled.

“Fuck, it’s dusty in here,” he choked out.

“It’s abandoned, Chani!” you reminded him.

Ignoring your comment, Chani pulled his mini flashlight from his pocket and turned it on, shining it around the store. You didn’t think Super Mart would look so creepy, but it did. It was dusty with a few cobwebs around, and it no doubt probably had small animals and large bugs hanging around somewhere. The place was also massive, which made it that much more concerning about what else could be inside the building with you.

“Let’s find the chips,” Chani declared before walking toward where he recalled the chip aisle to be.

You rushed to follow him, catching up to him and sticking close. Your only source of light was his flashlight because you sure as hell weren’t going to drain your phone battery in case something did happen. You didn’t hold onto him like you wanted to, but only because you knew how he was about being touched. He normally didn’t mind when you did, but he’d sometimes make a face or whine extra loudly when you did, so you kept your hands to yourself.

“Scared?” Chani’s voice suddenly breaking the silence made you jump. He chuckled. “Soooo...yes?”

“We’re in an abandoned building and you want me to not be scared?” you asked.

“I mean...you can like, hold onto me...if you wanna...” he shrugged, his eyes still sweeping left, right, and center.

“I’m not a baby,” you insisted.

But then you heard something scuttle across the floor nearby, and you let out a yip and all but threw yourself into Chani, wrapping both arms around him. He just chuckled and stopped to shine the light where the noise was. Nothing was there anymore, but that only scared you more because you didn’t know what it was or where it went.

“You’re safe,” he assured you, continuing to walk again. He left a few beats of silence before adding on, “and you are a baby.”

“Can we just get your dumb chips and leave?” you grumbled, glad it was dark so Chani couldn’t see how red your cheeks were.

“This way,” he nodded his head to the right and turned that way, going down the chip aisle.

He hummed a random song to himself as his eyes scanned the shelves, looking for the snack in question. If he remembered correctly, they would be right about...

“Here,” Chani smiled to himself, holding the flashlight with his immobile hand -- you were still clutching onto his arm -- so he could grab the chips. “Grab as many as you can.”

“How do you expect us to hold onto bags of chips while we’re on a motorcycle?” you asked.

Chani paused, still gripping a bag of chips as he thought silently. “...Alright, let’s go find the backpacks first.”

You groaned, knowing this meant going deeper into the store, “Chaniiiii!”

“You shouldn’t be afraid,” he sighed, dragging you along down the aisle.

“Why, because you think there’s nothing in here that can hurt me?”

“No, because what’s in here that can hurt you can also sense fear.”

“Chani!”

With a backpack now on your shoulders that was filled with bags of the sweet ‘n’ spicy cheesy chips, you and Chani finally made your way out of the store to get on his motorcycle and go back to his place. But there was something waiting outside for you beside his motorcycle.

“When I heard that there were two people hanging out around the Super Mart,” the familiar officer mused as she walked toward you from her car, “I already knew it would be you two.”

“Hi, Officer Song,” you and Chani said in unison, in the same quiet but bored-sounding tone you always used.

Unfortunately for Officer Song, she was usually the one trying to keep up with the two of you. Pretty much every single officer in town and the neighboring city knew of the two of you, and none of them wanted to put up with your shenanigans. Between the dumb shit the two of you would say to annoy the officers in the cop cars, to the idiotic shenanigans that landed you in said cop cars to begin with, you were too much to handle for all of them. Except Officer Song, who was far too level-headed to freak out or get mad -- or if she was mad, she didn’t show it like the officers who would openly yell at you which only caused you and Chani to start giggling.

“Is there a particular reason the two of you were in Super Mart?” she asked.

“Sweet ‘n’ spicy cheesy chips,” Chani told her brightly while you rolled your eyes.

“Wouldn’t those be out of date, Mr Kang?” she questioned.

“That’s what I said!” you exclaimed. “Who wants expired chips?!”

“I do,” he shrugged. “That’s why we were here, remember?”

You just rolled your eyes.

“Right...” Officer Song nodded, “and how did the two of you get into the store?”

“Picked the lock,” Chani lied with another shrug.

You went along with it, refusing to show any signs that he was lying. But you also knew that if Officer Song decided to search you, she’d find the key, know it belonged to the store manager, and that would also get Zuho in a lot of trouble.

Thankfully, Officer Song knew you were harmless enough to not have anything illegal on your person. She knew well enough you just did minor illegal things, so she never felt the need to search you since the first few times she had to come after you.

“Chani, you know very well that’s illegal,” she scolded.

“I feel like we have the type of relationship where I can be honest with you,” he told her, almost making you break into a smile and start laughing quietly.

Officer Song sighed. She knew the two of you were relatively harmless kids. You were just trying to have some fun. She knew you wouldn’t do anything to cause harm to others, so she couldn’t necessarily be mad.

“I’ll let the two of you off with a warning,” she decided, shifting her weight to one foot. “But no more breaking into Super Mart, and if you eat those chips, Chani, you deserve whatever happens to you.”

“That’s fair,” you nodded, and Chani just shrugged and nodded in agreement.

“Thank you, Officer Song,” the two of you said in unison once again, in the same weird tone.

“You drive safe,” Chani nodded to her, saluting her with two fingers.

She let out a small laugh through her nose, nodding back to the boy, “You too, kids.”

Officer Song waited in her car until the two of you drove off, just to make sure you weren’t going to loiter on the property. But as soon as you were on the back of his bike with both of your helmets on, Chani drove off toward his place.

Chani lived in a decently sized house with four other housemates. There was Hwiyoung, who you didn’t see often as he was always either in his room or just not around -- Chani said he often practiced for kickboxing tournaments at the gym. Taeyang, who was often threatening to kick out the other people in the house, but he might’ve been your favorite because of his sarcastic remarks -- especially toward Chani. Rowoon, who was almost always in the kitchen cooking for somebody because he always had to be taking care of somebody -- he was extra nice to you when you came over, and you didn’t know if you liked it or hated it. And finally, there was Dawon, who was the oldest but most immature in the house -- you really weren’t sure if he had lied about his age and that Rowoon was actually the eldest.

When you walked into the house, you could see the light in the kitchen was on, letting you know that Rowoon was definitely in there, as expected. The living room was occupied by Taeyang and Dawon, who were watching some kind of movie and bickering back and forth about it. And, as you predicted, Hwiyoung was nowhere to be seen.

“Chani!” Dawon cheered when he saw him walk passed the doorway to the living room with you following behind him. “Oh, surprise surprise, he brought _____ home again.”

Chani groaned, “Shut up.”

“Don’t be too loud!” Dawon called after the two of you as Chani stalked off to his room with you silently following along.

Once Chani shut the door tightly behind you, he let out a deep sigh. Why couldn’t Dawon just not tease him for two seconds? Even when you weren’t around, he didn’t let it go.

Thankfully for Chani, you always just chalked it up to people assuming the two of you had a thing for each other because you were always hanging out together.

“If you think I’m gonna share those chips with you...” you trailed off, giving Chani a funny look.

“We have regular snacks in the kitchen if you’d rather deal with Rowoon,” he informed you, not turning to look at you as he sat down at his desk with the backpack full of chips.

You walked up behind him, watching over his shoulder as he started taking a few bags out of the backpack, “What’re you planning on doing?”

“You’ll see,” he smirked, turning his head to look up at you.

“You just have a plan for everything, don’t you?” you smiled as you retreated toward his bed, laying back on it.

“‘Course I do,” he chuckled.

“Even a plan to talk to that cute barista?”

Chani let out a groan, “When will you let that go?”

“When you give me a solid answer,” you replied.

“No, I’m not going to contact the barista,” he stated.

You shot up, staring wide-eyed at the back of Chani’s head, “What? Why? But you even said he was cute!”

“Yeah, but I don’t wanna date him just because he’s cute.”

“Then get to know him!”

“I don’t wanna.”

“Why?”

Chani sighed, putting down whatever he was working on and turning his chair to face you, “Why do I have to date anybody? What if I wanna just be alone for a little while? Maybe I wanna just hang out with my friends and not worry about keeping up with a relationship.”

Despite all the weird shit you and Chani did, and the irrelevant things you’d say to each other, you and Chani did still have a close friendship where the two of you could tell each other anything. And it seemed whenever you slept over at his place, or vice versa, the two of you always ended up having at least one heart-to-heart.

“I mean, you didn’t really seem happy in your last relationship, anyway...” you recalled. Things with Chani and his boyfriend at the time seemed fine at first, but they started to quickly dwindle down in odd stages. “You never said what happened with you and him, either.”

‘I realized I loved somebody else.’

“I realized I didn’t love him,” Chani decided to say, which wasn’t necessarily a lie. “Plus, he didn’t like how you’d always say ‘be gay, do crimes’ because he thought it was ‘excessive and extra’, and I couldn’t be around that negativity.”

That pulled a laugh from you, which made Chani smile, too.

“Y’know...” you began, pausing because you weren’t sure if this was too cheesy to say, but you were already have a semi-serious talk anyway, so fuck it, “if my significant other didn’t like you or get along with you...I’d drop ‘em.”

Chani’s eyes seemed to light up the tiniest bit, “Really?”

You nodded, “You’re my best friend, Chani. I wouldn’t pick anybody over you.”

He really hoped that statement would be true under any circumstance.

You woke up because of loud snoring in your ear. Chani’s snoring was something you’d gotten used to because of all the sleepovers, but between that and the sun streaming in through the windows, it was difficult to stay in your deep slumber.

Chani had fallen into bed beside you, but he was still awake when you’d inevitably passed out. His face was facing you, his cheek squished against the pillow. You felt his body shift slightly under your leg, only then realizing you’d sprawled out one of your legs to lay across his butt while you were sleeping on your stomach like he was. Still, he seemed to not mind it, sleeping soundly.

You reached over lazily, letting your hand drop onto Chani’s back before you started shaking him and groaning, “Chani. Chani, wake up.”

He just hummed in reply, keeping his eyes shut.

“Do you have work today?” you asked.

“Mm... Yeah...” he replied, his voice sounding even deeper from sleep.

You sighed, hoping he wasn’t going to have to go into the corner store.

“So then what’s the plan?” you inquired.

He peeked one eye open, a tired smirk crossing his features, “Crimes.”

You let out a sleepy laugh, letting your own eyes close again, “You just said you have work.”

“Yeah, but you didn’t ask if I was going to work.”

“Touche,” you yawned.

“Don’t yawn, you make me yawn,” Chani whined before letting out a wide yawn to match yours.

You laughed, pushing yourself to sit up and rolling to sit on your butt, “Should we see if Rowoon’s awake to make breakfast?”

Even half asleep, Chani knew it was a bad idea bringing you to the kitchen to have breakfast with his roommates. Unless he wanted to be embarrassed and possibly have Dawon or Taeyang say something to you that he really didn’t want them to say, it would be smart to not go ask Rowoon for breakfast.

“Let’s just grab something on the way,” he decided.

“Why are we at the principal’s house?” you asked, not moving to get off of his bike as you just stared at the house in question.

Nothing about Chani’s plan for crimes today had made much sense. First of all, he wanted to do crimes during the day. That meant it was more likely you’d get caught. Second, he grabbed all the sweet ‘n’ spicy cheesy chips and shoved them back into the backpack. They were all piled onto his desk this morning, and you still weren’t sure what he’d done to them, but it didn’t look like he’d eaten them. And now, he had brought them to the principal’s house.

“I have a plan for everything, right?” he asked, nudging you slightly to signal you to get off.

“I mean, I guess...” you shrugged as you finally swung your leg off.

“Then trust me,” he stated as he got off the bike and took his helmet off. He left it on the seat before facing you. “Gimme the backpack.”

You slid the straps off your shoulders and handed him the bag. He began walking up the driveway as you removed your helmet and jogged to catch up with him as he went up to the door. That was still a car in the driveway, but it wasn’t the sleek red one the principal owned. You figured he was working since it was daytime.

Oh, that was why Chani wanted to come here during the day. You still didn’t know why he wanted to come here to begin with, but you at least had one answer.

Chani rang the doorbell before taking a step back and waiting. The door opened, the principal’s son answering it. You recognized him as Jung Wooseok. He was a relatively laid back person, but he definitely wasn’t the brightest. You also knew he did everything he could to keep him and his dad separate while in school because he didn’t want people knowing they were related.

Wooseok scoffed as soon as he looked Chani up and down, “No way you actually got it.”

Chani smirked, holding the backpack out to him, “Way.”

You could see that glimmer in Wooseok’s eyes that he was hopeful -- for what, you still didn’t understand -- but still skeptical as he took the backpack and unzipped it. His eyes widened as he let out an excited gasp, ripping out one of the bags of chips and examining it. He squinted as he read something on the bag before he gave an impressed look to Chani.

“I thought these were impossible to get again, but you really came through, kid,” he stated. “Here.”

Wooseok reached behind the door and grabbed a plastic bag that was tied up. He handed it to Chani before nodding and shutting the door, keeping all the bags of sweet ‘n’ spicy cheesy chips that Chani had been looking for.

“Wait, what?” you asked as Chani simply turned and walked back down the driveway toward his bike. You finally ran after him, falling in step beside him. “You wanted those chips so badly just to give them to Jung Wooseok?”

“To get the underwear, yeah,” he nodded.

Now you were just absolutely lost.

You shook your head, “Wait, what?”

Chani hooked the handles of the bag on one of the handlebars of his motorcycle before he turned to you to explain, “We needed the principal’s underwear for our ultimate crime, right? Well, Wooseok’s the principal’s son. I asked Wooseok ahead of time if he could help me out with this thing I wanted to do, and he said he could get me his dad’s underwear if--”

“That’s a weird sentence...”

“--I could get him the sweet ‘n’ spicy cheesy chips that they used to sell at Super Mart -- but, they had to be in date. So I got the chips, painted the bags last night to change the dates, and gave them to Wooseok. Now we have the underwear, and our ultimate crime is set to go tonight.”

Chani finished his mic-drop-worthy explanation with a smirk and his arms folded over his chest. He looked at you, seeing your mind being blown just by watching your face. He was proud at how much he’d impressed you.

“You really do have a plan for everything,” was all you could think to say.

Chani grinned widely, “Pretty much, yeah.”

While you and Chani were waiting for night to fall, one of the things you did was go back to Starbucks. The cute girl wasn’t working, but the cute boy was, and your face immediately lit up, ready to start teasing Chani until you remembered what he had said to you the night before. You cleared your throat and carried on like you would normally.

“Oh, hello again,” the barista smiled, recognizing the two of you when you got to the register. “What can I get you two?”

You both ordered what you wanted, and Chani offered to pay this time since he ate your cake pop the day before. While you went straight over to the pick-up counter, the barista stopped Chani before he could follow behind you.

While you were grabbing straws for your drinks, you didn’t notice that the barista was talking to Chani. You didn’t hear how he asked Chani if he wanted to go out sometime, and you didn’t eavesdrop on how Chani turned the boy down, using you as his excuse.

“Uh, we’re...actually...dating...” Chani lied slowly, not liking the awkward conversation.

It wasn’t until you turned away from the straws and saw Chani walking over with his hands in the pockets of his jeans that you teased him for taking so long.

“Were you checking him out or something?” you snorted.

He just rolled his eyes and ignored you.

After what happened at Starbucks, you were convinced Chani was lying to you last night about not liking the barista. You were absolutely sure he must’ve just been embarrassed and didn’t want to say anything to you, so you were back on your bullshit of teasing Chani and trying to get him to ask the barista out.

“You know, I think talking about dating while I’m carrying the underwear of our principal is a little weird,” was all Chani commented as the two of you walked up to the front of the school.

Chani was carrying the plastic bag containing the underwear, and you were just skipping beside him and giggling about the cute barista that liked Chani, and who he obviously must’ve liked because he took longer walking away from the register.

“C’mon, what’s the real reason you don’t wanna ask out the barista?” you asked.

Chani sighed, “Didn’t we go over this already?”

“Yeah, but you lied,” you stated.

Chani’s eyes went wide, his cheeks starting to heat up as he looked at you, “W-wh-- ...H-how’d you figure that?”

“Because you were still at the register even though we’d already paid and stuff,” you shrugged. “So you obviously like him.”

Chani breathed a silent sigh of relief, realizing you didn’t actually know what he thought you did.

“Can we drop this for now?” he asked. “I’m gonna boost you up onto the statue base, and I want you to climb up and put the underwear on its head.”

The golden statue of the school’s mascot was still shining even though it was dark. There were four lights, one at each corner of the tall base, that shone on the statue. You weren’t sure why your school decided to treat this mascot like it was some sort of God, but you were about to disrespect it with the principal’s underwear, so what did it matter now anyway?

You put the handles of the bag around your wrist before placing your hands on the side of the large square base that the statue stood on. You put one foot in Chani’s hands as he squatted down.

“Ready?” he asked, and you nodded. “Jump.”

You pushed off the ground, as he pushed you up with your momentum. Your arms landed on the top of the base, and Chani continued to assist you in getting the rest of your body up. Once you were standing on the base, you looked up at the statue. You could probably climb it pretty easily with the way the mascot was positioned to stand, so you got right to it.

“Be careful!” Chani called up to you, watching as you started to climb the statue. “You might want to take the underwear out of the bag before you start climbing so you don’t have to try to do it when you’re at the top.”

You turned around to look down at Chani, “Where do you expect me to keep it while I’m climbing?”

Chani shrugged, “In your mouth.”

“Ew!” you whined. “I don’t even know if these are clean. Wait, did Wooseok give us clean underwear?”

Again, he shrugged, “I dunno, smell them.”

“No, you do it.”

“You’re the one who has them.”

Thankfully, you managed to come up with an idea. You took the underwear out of the bag, letting the empty plastic bag float down to Chani as you looped the underwear through the hair tie that was on your wrist. And then you began to climb.

Chani watched closely. He wasn’t really sure what he would do if you fell, but he also knew this wasn’t your first time scaling something. There were plenty of instances where you were the one to climb up trees, decrepit fire escapes, and even one time you had to climb up a stripper pole, but that was another story for another time. He believed in you to not get hurt.

“Mission,” you began as you held onto the statue with your legs and the hand that hand the underwear attached to it. You pulled it free with your free hand before placing the underwear on top of the mascot’s head like an ugly hat, “accomplished!”

“Heck yeah, _____!” Chani cheered with a laugh.

You climbed down carefully, feeling slight relief when your feet hit the base. You sat down with your legs off the side, looking down at Chani in front of you.

“Don’t let me break my legs,” you told him.

“I’ll do my best,” he promised, holding his arms up to you.

As you slid off, Chani caught under your arms and did his best to slow your momentum so you wouldn’t hurt yourself when you landed. He grinned at you proudly now that you were back on the ground in front of him.

“This is our best crime yet!” he laughed excitedly.

You turned around to admire your work. The legs of the underwear that moved softly in the breeze served as a makeshift flag, and you decided to salute it for shits and giggles.

“I pledge allegiance to the underwear,” you stated, keeping a serious face.

Chani laughed, imitating you, “We make a pretty good team, right?”

You turned back to Chani, seeing something about his expression seemed a little different. He definitely still looked happy, but now he looked almost...nervous. Only a little, but it was still noticeable.

You decided not to say anything about it, instead answering his question, “Well, duh. But what’re you gonna do when your new boyfriend starts--”

Chani groaned loudly. He couldn’t take it anymore. The only reason he’d done this impossible crime was because you had wanted to. He knew you’d be so impressed with him for putting it together, but you weren’t even enjoying it! You were just bringing up some barista that he had no interest in. You weren’t doing what he thought you would do, which was realize that Chani had done this all for you. You weren’t realizing how much you meant to him.

“Will you stop with that?” he asked. “I don’t like the barista, and I don’t want to date him!”

You were shocked Chani suddenly turned so serious and got upset, “But you like him!”

“No, _____, I don’t.”

“Why not?”

Chani grabbed your arms and pulled you to him as he brought his lips to crash into yours. You were taken by surprise by his actions, but your eyes closed on reflex, just like you were kissing him back on instinct.

...It was just instinct, right? Then why did it feel...kinda right? You’d never thought of Chani as anything more than your best friend, but maybe that was because the two of you were so close with each other that you didn’t feel the need to imagine it.

He pulled away after a few seconds, his face flushed as he looked at you.

“That’s why,” he said quietly. “You are why.”

Part of you wondered how you never realized that Chani felt this way about you. Another part of you knew Chani wasn’t one to show his emotions often.

“Am I an idiot...?” you wondered softly, looking into Chani’s eyes.

He nodded with a laugh, “Absolutely. Now tell me how awesome I am for organizing the ultimate crime for you.”

Chani opened his arms, closing his eyes and grinning as he waited for the oncoming praise. But instead, he felt your arms wrap around him, your body pressed against his in a hug.

But he wouldn’t complain about it. It was way better than verbal praise.

The principal was having a meltdown all morning that next day at school. Not only was his underwear on top of the mascot -- and he wouldn’t be able to get it until the janitors managed to find the right equipment to reach it -- but Chani had the idea of writing ‘BE GAY, DO CRIMES’ on the front of the base around the plaque that had the school’s name, date it was founded, and their slogan on it. Not only that, but he wrote the words in pansexual and bisexual colors, which had made you smile when he did it.

“_____!” a familiar voice roared while you were admiring your handiwork, surrounded by students that were giggling and laughing about it. You looked away from the statue to see Youngbin stomping toward you, his hand gripping Chani’s collar and dragging the poor boy behind him. “I know you two did this! I don’t know how you did it, but I know I told you not to do it.”

“Youngbin, do you really think Chani and I could manage to break into the principal’s house, steal his underwear, and then climb the statue to put it up there?” you scoffed.

“Who else says ‘be gay, do crimes’?” he questioned, gesturing with his hand to the vandalism on the base of the statue.

“The internet,” you and Chani shrugged in unison before smirking at each other.

“Alright, then answer me this: why is Jung Wooseok out to get Chani because he apparently made him sick with some discontinued chips from Super Mart?”

“How would I have gotten into Super Mart?” Chani quizzed, giving the older boy an innocent look.

Youngbin growled in frustration, looking like he was about to explode at any second, “I know the two of you had something to do with this, and when I figure out what it is, I’m gonna kill you two.”

As Youngbin stomped off, Chani moved to stand beside you and turned to wave at the retreating elder, “Good luck with that!”

You giggled, nudging Chani’s side, “We’re gonna give him angina at this rate.”

“He probably already has it,” he snorted as he turned to face you. “Anyway, I have a plan for today.”

You gave him an amused look, “What kind of plan?”

“Crimes.”

“Crimes that’ll top this?”

“Crimes that involve you, me, the bleachers by the baseball field, and skipping class,” he smirked, stepping closer to you and taking both of your hands in his.

“Eh, not as iconic as this, but still sounds like fun,” you teased with a giggle as his nose brushed against yours. “Count me in, Kang.”

And then Chani kissed you, right in front of the statue that now read ‘BE GAY, DO CRIMES’.

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mikumutual · 4 years

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answers aa themed questions nobody asked because i’m cool and sexy

also i havent played the 5th or 6th games so

YOUR FAVOURITE…? 1. Favourite Ace Attorney game? honestly? phoenix wright ace attorney! everything’s fresh, there aren’t many weak characters, and the plot is remarkable (especially the fifth case). the whole trilogy is really good as one unit though 2. Favourite case? 1-4, 1-5, 2-4, and 3-5 are tied lol, i can’t make a decision to save my life. 2-1 is really really funny tho 3. Favourite defendant? as a defendant, lana skye. as a person, edgeworth 4. Favourite prosecutor? as a prosecutor, franziska von karma. as a person, edgeworth 5. Favourite ship? wrightworth obviously... ive probably put more thought into them over the last 3 years than any other ship 6. Favourite victim? probably mia fey or gregory edgeworth... but for non-relevant victims, neil marshall :( 7. Favourite murderer? shelly de killer, i LOVE that guy. but dee vasquez was very cool as well 8. Favourite assistant? maya fey!!!!!!!!!! but i like kay faraday a lot too (im so sorry ema) 9. Favourite witness? adrian andrews... or maybe iris? i mean i didn’t like iris but god what a person 10. Favourite quote? “It doesn't matter how many underhanded tricks a person uses... The truth will always find a way to make itself known. The only thing we can do is to fight with the knowledge we hold and everything we have. Erasing the paradoxes one by one... It's never easy... We claw and scratch for every inch. But we will always eventually reach that one single truth. This I promise you.” - Miles Edgeworth i made this one of my senior quotes :]

YOUR LEAST FAVOURITE…? 11. Least favourite Ace Attorney game? uh fucking apollo justice. literally what the hell was that 12. Least favourite case? turnabout visitor wasn’t very strong? i guess it’s fine as an intro, but it’s also wonky with the timeline of aai 13. Least favourite defendant? max galactica. he’s better in the anime though 14. Least favourite prosecutor? manfred von karma, obviously. i like every other prosecutor (who i know of) though, even winston payne is pretty funny in hindsight 15. Least favourite ship? “miles edgeworth/female oc”. there are a lot of bad ships though, mostly involving phoenix & his assistants. dont do that please 16. Least favourite victim? zak gramarye for kickstarting that shitty, shitty game 17. Least favourite murderer? again mvk... but also fucking frank sahwit LMAO 18. Least favourite assistant? i guess trucy 19. Least favourite witness? fuck everyone from turnabout big top unless it was the anime episode 20. Least favourite memory of Ace Attorney? repeatedly trying and failing to download the emulator for aai2 hbjsjhdb i eventually got it but someone had to send me the download fully pre-patched and i felt kinda useless DO YOU PREFER…? 21. Phoenix Wright or Apollo Justice? phoenix wright. fuck that “GOTCHA!” mechanic jesus christ 22. Maya Fey or Trucy Wright? maya fey. nothing personal against trucy but i just dont like aj hbjsdjhsdb also maya is really sweet and fun and she has the best sprites. she seems like she’d be a good friend, it’s too bad that she doesn’t have the time for them as a spirit medium and all :( if maya ema and kay got to hang out together itd be wild 23. Investigations or trials? trials are easier in my opinion because investigations have several things you could be doing without such a linear style, so if you miss something, you won’t really know until you wander around forever 24. College Phoenix or Hobo Phoenix? college feenie!!!!! he’s like trilogy feenie but more emotional and less witty. i like to pretend that hobo phoenix doesnt exist 25. Klavier Gavin or Kristoph Gavin? who would say kristoph 26. Ace Attorney or Ace Attorney Investigations? ace attorney but only because phoenix is in it lmao. im actually rewatching a playthrough of aai now, and playing aai2 at the same time, so while it is on the mind, i feel like the cases characters and mechanics - while loved - don’t hold up to the OGs 27. Apollo’s perceive, Phoenix’s magatama, or Athena’s Mood Matrix? i actually kinda like the mood matrix more than anything because it has a really good UI and the magatama is kinda grating. but FUCK the gotcha mechanic it is SO FUCKING STUPID and IMPOSSIBLE TO USE. where is logic chess 28. Ace Attorney trilogy or Apollo Justice and Dual Destinies? you already know my answer to this one 29. 3D models or sprites? i do like the 3d models a lot but i like the original sprites more! imo original pixel sprites > 3D models > HD sprites. mostly bc the hd sprites are garbage (see here, here, and here) 30. Ema Skye as she is in Rise from the Ashes or Ema Skye as she is in Apollo Justice? rfta !!!!!! shes actually really nice as an assistant, esp considering the fact that we actually see her interact with her sister, which is something maya didn’t have very often. also her random appearance in aai was well appreciated by me

MISCELLANEOUS 31. Did you like what they did to Phoenix in Apollo Justice?

NO I AM SO FUCKING MAD WHY WOULD THEY DO THAT TO HIM ISN’T HE A LAWYER WHY COULD HE NOT JUST DEFEND HIMSELF FROM THE FACT THAT HE “FORGED EVIDENCE” IT WASN’T EVEN HIS IN THE FIRST PLACE SOMEBODY ELSE FORGED IT AND HE DIDN’T KNOW THAT, MANFRED VON KARMA GOT AWAY WITH A FUCKLOAD OF NONSENSE AND SO DOES EVERY OTHER LAWYER SO WHY IS IT THAT PHOENIX CAN SURVIVE EATING A POISONED GLASS NECKLACE AND GETTING HIT OVER THE HEAD WITH A FIRE EXTINGUISHER AND FALLING FROM A BURNING BRIDGE INTO A RUSHING RAVINE AND BEING HIT BY A CAR BUT HE CAN’T FUCKING DEFEND HIMSELF LIKE HE DOES IN EVERY OTHER CASE BECAUSE THAT’S THE POINT OF THE GAME AND ALSO HIS ENTIRE CHARACTER

32. Your opinion on Dai Gyakuten Saiban? haven’t played it! it looks pretty cool though

33. Do you think Dai Gyakuten Saiban and/or Miles Edgeworth Investigations 2 will get localised to the West? doubt it, since the creators have said that it won’t be. but the fan translations are pretty good, so i think it’s okay

34. Do you think Miles Edgeworth should get another Investigation-game or do you think another character deserves a spin-off? i mean he already has two, so i guess he doesn’t need another? like i love edgeworth but he’s not as fun without phoenix around. ngl i would play a franziska game. or a maya game, or any spinoff revolving around a side character. hell i’d play hotti game if it meant it took place in the trilogy era

35. Opinion on the soundtrack of the Ace Attorney-franchise? REALLY good. really really good. i love how each game of the trilogy has different composers but each track has the same theme and feel!!!

36. Do you like where the franchise is heading or did you prefer the atmosphere in the original trilogy? seriously absolutely completely prefer the trilogy. i’m sorry but the rush of youth and trust is way, way more enjoyable than whatever “i’m 35 and therefore middle aged” nonsense is happening in the 2020s

37. Capcom suddenly announces that Phoenix will no longer appear in the Ace Attorney franchise! Your reaction? He’s been replaced by Penny Nichols. Fuck you.

38. Capcom suddenly announces that the Ace Attorney franchise has ended for good! Your reaction? it was me i ended it

39. Would you like there to be another Ace Attorney/Professor Layton crossover game? i didnt play it but i really like the idea!!!!!! aa crossover games are really funny to me, i mean have you seen edgeworth in project x zone 2, lmao

40. Would you like an Ace Attorney anime? we have one now! honestly i don’t think it did a very good job of representing the cases, but it did do a good character remix of turnabout big top so that they’re not creepy anymore. they also did a really good job with the anime-specific cases, like the one on the train! it feels a lot better paced when it’s intended for that medium rather than just adapted. also the childhood episodes made me cry

41. Opinion on anime cutscenes in Ace Attorney? like in 5 and 6? mm, the art style is kinda weird, and i don’t really like the voices, but i guess not everything can be pachinko and prozd

42. Would you want to play an Ace Attorney game where you take on the prosecutor’s role? YEAH ACTUALLY!!!!!! it might be kinda weird being on the right side of the screen though lmao

43. Do you like having DLC in Ace Attorney-games? uhhh i hate having to buy extra things, but i’ll admit that they are pretty funny

44. Opinion on Lamiroir’s storyline? i only played aj so if shes in other games idk but i thought she was fine

45. One thing you think the Ace Attorney games can improve on? stop having creepy characters please. also jesus christ if phoenix and edgeworth arent wearing rings in aa7 i will become the ceo of capcom myself

46. Capcom suddenly announces an Ace Attorney movie! Would you like it to be based on an already existing case or would you like an all new storyline? i mean the musical did a pretty good job of adapting existing cases, so it might as well be new. it would be kinda hard to balance the games’ timeline & character development without being repetitive or an au

47. Capcom suddenly announces an Ace Attorney movie! Would you prefer it being live-action, 3D animated or 2D animated? stylized 2D animation, probably? i would want it to feel more like into the spiderverse than an anime, though. in my dream ace attorney movie, they’d just need a high art budget, several plausible deniability wrightworth scenes, and prozd to voice edgeworth

48. If there could be an Ace Attorney crossover with whatever franchise you’d like, which one would you choose? (Does not need to be a video-game franchise) your turn to die is probably closest in characterization, although its premise is more “locked in a room” than the open-world investigation of aa

49. Opinion on recurring witnesses? (Wendy Oldbag, Lotta Hart, Larry Butz, etc.) honestly, i like them a lot! i don’t know why people hate them so much - i mean, i know lotta lied, and wendy is a horrible old flirt, and larry just kinda sucks all around. but they’re also pretty funny to have around! larry is a constant comic relief who reminds you how much better nick & edgey are in comparison, lotta is likeable as a general character (like in 2-4, although yeah, not remarkable), and wendy oldbag is really funny. she’s so fucking funny. none of you appreciate wendy oldbag’s quirks and you are SLEEPING ON IT!!!!!!!!!!!!

50. Do you think Dual Destinies deserved its M-rating? no idea, holy shit, it got an m-rating? i mean every game before it has had blood violence and very mild swearing, and since DD probably doesnt have anything too sexually risqué, i doubt it deserves a rating any harsher than the rest of the series

okay thanks thats all

#this was fun hbjsdsdj #yea i love the trilogy #also my theme makes all everything lowercase for some reason? so this is probably easier to read on mobile #ace attorney

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secondchancesfic · 5 years

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S.C: Chapter II

Art made by: @thatweriddoodlingllama

Superhero!AU

Fandom: Sanders’ Sides

Pairings: Parental Analogical, Platonical Anxceit, LarryxDot

Tags/Warnings: Cursing. Mention/Implied kidnap, one sided crush (DeceitxLogan), nightmares. Deceit. (If I missed something, please tell me)

Words: 6385

Virgil and Gregory where inside their designated cells, avoiding the angry hero and other heroes in general. They both have been there so many times their names are written outside the cells so no one would use it. Usually angry heroes would chase after them but since those rooms cancel everyone’s powers, they tend to leave Gregory and Virgil alone.

The cells the young heroes where in weren’t even separated anymore, they dropped the wall a couple years ago so they could hang out together. Sometimes they sleep in there during slow days, spending time either talking or both doing their own thing like homework or lab works, other times Virgil stays there alone when he doesn’t feel like interacting with people.

It used to be a white cell until they decided to paint it between yellow and purple, it ended in a paint fight and some walls were partially purple and yellow and then there was one walls were the colors mixed and turn into a very distasteful brownish color. They don’t mind though, it was fun to make a place theirs.

2 beds where in each side and some of their belongings were spread in their respective sides; just a couple headphones and books, even certain clothes that probably needed to be cleaned. None of them were wearing their uniforms anymore; Gregory was wearing a flannel with yellow and brown squares with a loose strapless black shirt below and a pair of ripped jeans, he wasn’t wearing a hat anymore so his light golden blond hair was visible. Virgil was wearing a hoodie, with a black shirt that displayed an Artic Monkeys logo, and a pair of skinny ripped jeans, his purple bangs were falling in his face.

Virgil was laying down in his bed, scrolling through his phone while Gregory finished organizing a file of the new “patient”. He got curious about what his friend was doing when he heard Virgil made some approving and disapproving hums.

-What cha’ doing, Virge?- Gregory said as he stood up from the floor.

-Just… you know, going through tinder...- He said not paying much attention to Gregory.

Gregory turn his head confused and drop into Virgil’s bed. -If you wanted to meet someone, you know you can just give me a call and I will drag you around- He smirked.

Virgil rolled his eyes and smiled -It’s not for me, it’s for my dad –

Gregory sit down quickly. Too quickly. –What?-

Virgil looked at him rather confused. –I just think he needs to get out more and meet someone, I don’t want him to be… You know, like alone forever.-

-I…Get that, but he is always busy, don’t you think? It wouldn’t be fair for the partner- he said crossing his arms and not looking at Virgil.

-I mean, that’s kind of the point- he made hand gestures –If he gets a partner, he might find more reasons to get out of his office-

-Don’t you just go there and practically drag him out? –

-Sometimes, but lately he has been too focus working on a different project almost weekly. I think it’s the bullshit the assholes are saying. He thinks he needs to prove them wrong or something…- He continues scrolling through the phone.

Logan has tried his hardest to not show how those words and complains affect him, but Virgil is very perceptive and knows his dad is stressing himself out for nothing. The younger hero would know about stress for nothing. Virgil stopped scrolling at one profile and looked at the person.

-But, don’t you think if he goes out with a normal person, they could be in danger once they know Logan’s identity?- Gregory practically spewed.

-Huh… I didn’t thought ‘bout that…-

Virgil stayed silent for a bit, Gregory kind of let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

-They would have to get accustomed then. Look at this one- Virgil sit down and showed the picture on the profile. The picture showed a man wearing glasses, his eyes were pretty dark and his smile was wonderful and bubbly. His hair look like fluffy light brown cotton, and was wearing a light blue polo.

Gregory made daggers at the picture. –He is definitely not right-

-Right? - Virgil thought Gregory was being sarcastic. -I mean, I’m not sure my dad’s type. I’m 100% he is not straight because he made a joke one time about being a flexible rule-

-He can joke? - Gregory asked surprised, getting distracted from the hate he thinks he should be feeling towards the stranger.

-And this guy seems pretty decent, let’s see…- Virgil scrolled down.

-Does he know you are doing this? Isn’t this too intrusive? - Gregory sit down, getting a bit nervous.

-You literally hacked into the police’s network to pull out what they looked in the internet and fax it to them and you call this intrusive? - Virgil smirk.

Gregory open his mouth to defend himself but he crossed his arms and stood up. Virgil continue to check the profile, apparently this guy loves animals and plants. He works as a teacher in an elementary school. Ok, cool. He seems pretty normal and alright. The eyes look weird though for some reason, or maybe it was just Virgil’s imagination.

-Do you think Blue Nightowl calmed down? - Gregory said while grabbing his file again. He tried to distract his mind with the information he was re-reading but it wasn’t working.

-Beats me- Virgil said saving the profile and standing up. –We should probably leave anyway, we already spend enough time here-

Gregory nodded. They left the room, locking it and starting to walk towards the elevator. Gregory was looking at Virgil’s pocket where he kept his phone. He didn’t exactly had a plan, but he sure as hell had an idea, the main problem being: Virgil never let’s go of his phone.

How could he be thinking on pairing his dad? How hypocrite can he get? Why did he suddenly think that was a good idea? Gregory’s mind was wondering and racing, he really hated that situation completely. It doesn’t have anything to do with the fact he has a crush on Logan, for a couple years now. A teenage crush that hasn’t left yet.

He knows there are several problems with that; the wide age gap, the fact that Gregory is best friends with Virgil, and the fact that Logan doesn’t look at him in other way but a lab assistant (for not making it even more awkward). He should have accepted at this point he will never have a chance with the older hero, yet there he is thinking of ways to sabotage every romantic intent.

Is it bad? Yes. Maybe… Logan doesn’t want anyone anyway, right? Gregory is just making him a favor… Yeah, a favor. Just a friendly friend favor for a friend, he isn’t jealous, he is just concern.

-Uh… Greg you ok? - Virgil asked looking at his friend.

-Huh?- Gregory look up at Virgil. –Yeah, why?-

-The…uh… File… - Virgil pointed at his friend’s hand.

Gregory didn’t notice he was wrinkling his file, his knuckles were white from the strong grip he had on it. He yelp and tried to straighten his file but it was already too late, he huffed and deflated. Virgil eyed his friend curiously.

-Are you alright? - Virgil asked concern.

-I’m fine, I was just thinking- Gregory said as if it was nothing. –Say… Do you still have… that anti hack program I put in your phone?-

Virgil stayed quiet for a moment and looked at him with squinting eyes. –Yeah…Why?-

-For no reason- Gregory said without a concern, “Ok, no worries I can just hack his laptop… Wait… I also put it there… FUCK”

-You are acting… weird… Are you sure you are alright? - Virgil was sensible, he would notice when someone was feeling off. He wasn’t good at comforting but he could listen; Gregory, however, wasn’t much of a sharer, he would keep a lot inside without telling anyone, and even if Virgil hasn’t seen him have a meltdown he still worries about Gregory.

Gregory notice Virgil was getting concerned. –Yeah! Totally fine, Virge. I was just thinking about work- he is so used to lying it comes naturally for him. He doesn’t want to stress more the walking panic at the everywhere, even if that makes him have meltdowns in silence.

Virgil looked at him trying to find any indication of a lie, once he didn’t find anything he sighed and smiled fondly. –You can talk to me, you know?-

-I know- He said smiling back then walked next to Virgil. –You should try worrying less about others. Why don’t you start dropping all the date for your dad?-

Virgil chuckled. –Seriously, what is up with you and the need for my dad to be forever alone?-

-He is a nightmare for every person, Virgil. Save the people from him- Gregory said sarcastically and Virgil laughed. They continue telling half jokes and laughing through the hallway.

Logan was in his desk, organizing the pieces of metal from his bag. Once he finished he read the notes he took during and after the fight, it was a kind of a log for a reference. He was forgetful at times so doing this was a nice exercise.

“Search for another cafe” That café was Virgil’s favorite and now it was destroyed, Logan frown. It wasn’t of his liking but his son really appreciated it, maybe he could search for another place they both can enjoy.

“Make sure to give Dot her letter” Oh. Right.

Before Logan left the crime scene, he decided to talk to the officers to provide some information he gather and what the damages were. Chief of police, Larry Alvarez and Officer Thomas Sanders were in duty that day. They all know each other so it was easier for Logan to share what he knew. Unfortunately, being over familiar with each other, makes them more talkative and unprofessional. Thomas always saying jokes, getting laughs from Larry and groans from him.

Also, when Larry doesn’t forget, he makes Logan give his wife, none other than Green Wonder herself, a love letter. Yes. A love letter. Logan has tried many times deny that request, but Larry is very convincing. Now days he just extends his hand to receive the letter despite it being “a waste of his time”, mostly because he has to listen to Dot gush over his husband over and over again. Well, he doesn’t have too, but he thinks it’s rude to just walk away when someone is talking.

If Logan was completely honest with himself though, the fact that two people love each other so much makes his heart flutter. It’s nice to see that around him, even when he can’t exactly feel it himself. Happiness through love is a nice reminder of how the world is still a good place.

“Ew…” Logan mumbled in a pathetic way to shake those thoughts.

“Keep an eye on the building”

Crimson appeared suddenly, he didn’t passed through the front door. The Café had stairs that went to an apartment part in the building, maybe Crimson lived there. It’s not important whether he was an employee or not, what it’s important is what exactly set him off to almost destroy the whole place.

In the past, he already had destroyed other similar structures, all being apartment buildings. The attacks seem random at first, until they started to increase. Now, maybe he really was just a pyromaniac, burning everything for the sake of it, but there were very strange circumstances around every strike.

In all the cases, there were no casualties since all the possible bodies disappeared once the fire was put out, if there even were there. Not only that, the fire only started in certain spots and things that would cause most of the smoke.

There was no smell of burn flesh which lead firemen to believe people didn’t died by being burned alive, asphyxiation was more probable but no one could be sure without a body. This made everyone, including Logan, confused.

Now that the villain is under arrest Logan might be able to get some answers out of him and begin the proper procedure.

He has to admit, though, for being a very cruel villain due to his actions and tendencies, Crimson acted…odd at the café. Besides his sudden appearance, he made everyone leave, yelling desperately for everyone to run away.

Then after he was capture he was shocked, most probably due to not feeling his powers, later on started to act even more aggressive, spewing every threat possible. Pleading to be let go.

-He was caught, it’s normal behavior in guilty people…- he mumbled. He closed his notes and turn on a radio he had in his desk, it was in a news station.

- -ter the couple of months of fear and pain, the villain known as Crimson was finally caught by our favorite nerd, Syllogism - Logan frown and sighed. “Mender trapped him, it was Mender, god dammit…” he thought. If Virgil listens to this, he will be pretty pissed off. – There have been reported at least 20 people were inside the building during the attack, thanks to Syllogism, all the residents manage to escape safely-

“At least everyone is safe…” – It is a relief one nightmare has ended, however there’s still no answer about the missing bodies. Officers had stated they are still investigating the matter and will press the hero association on turning Crimson in for questioning –

Logan ponder about that. It’s not unusual for the police to want every captured villain to be questioned and punished, but this case was extremely weird and concerning. Why would Crimson need the corpses of people? If he even was completely responsible for that. What if he was working with someone else?

Logan stood up from his desk he wanted to interrogate him as fast as possible. He looked at the letter. Right… “As soon as possible”. Even though he thinks it’s kind of dumb, he never backs up from a favor. He holds the letter and gets out of his office. He needed to get his boss anyway. Talking about the devil.

-Logan! - She said completely serious, way off from her usual bubbly personality. –Why didn’t you came and tell me you capture that pyromaniac?-

Logan was taken aback but composed himself. –I was going to get you right now, and Virgil was the one capturing Crimson- He clear that up at least to his boss.

Green Wonder sighed. –Jee-muh-nattie, let’s get this over with. I hope he was placed in the strongest cell, I don’t want him starting a camp fire-

She said while walking off fast towards the elevator, Logan followed her up.

-I can assure you, I can make the interrogation myself if it’s too much for you Dot- he said keeping up with her, voice full of concern.

-I can handle him- she said with confidence

-I know, what I don’t want is you strangling the suspect with your roots- Logan clarified. Dot stop and looked at him with squinting eyes, Logan looked at her with one eyebrow raised.

-Just a little bit? - She asked half-jokingly

-No- the old hero said while looking at his boss deadpan.

Green Wonder sighed. –Fine. Although I don’t think my husband will be as fine as I am –

-Talking about him, he told me to give you this- Logan holds the letter and gives it to Dot.

Dot squeal in delight and practically snatch the letter from Logan’s hand. She continue walking while opening the letter, Logan kept a steady pace behind her.

Logan is very familiarize with his boss, after all, it was because of her and Larry that he knew about the association’s existence. Dot was already a member and Larry knew all about it: the villains, the heroes, certain necessary information about dangerous criminals, etc. So when Larry discovered Logan working in repair shop for phones, disarming and rearming a phone without touching it, he immediately told Dot.

She manage to convince the previous boss to let Logan in; back then they didn’t though nor appreciated Logan’s his intelligence and inventions, it wasn’t until he demonstrated his power of controlling and manipulating any type of technology that he was given a pass. Logan was immensely grateful.

The 3 of them used to hang out often, but now days Logan is mostly focus on his work and his son while Larry and Dot are between dates and sometimes go to a therapy session. That doesn’t mean they don’t talk, they send texts sometimes and let each other know what is going on in their lives. Logan cares deeply about his friends and he usually would answer quickly to them and his son, and if anyone needed anything he would stop everything he was doing and help them out, like the time he was told by Dot that she and Larry became homeless due to a fire in their building. They were few of the survivors in that fire, or at least few that didn’t disappeared.

Time passed; they discovered the fire wasn’t an accident but in fact caused by a villain who thought it was funny. The three of them wanted to take that bastard down. Even though they were very angry, they still had to follow some rules. Logan, being very objective, still believed that maybe something had to make the villain do what he did, so he tried to keep his hopes up in case he could help this person. Dot was the boss and had to put the example of the philosophy they’ve been trying hard to teach and Larry couldn’t just shoot the villain in the head, that’d be highly illegal.

-D’awwwwwww Larry~! - Dot squeal almost in a whisper and hug the letter completely stopping in the hallway.

Logan found it funny how in one moment she can be all lovey-dovey thinking about her husband and the next be ready to throw hands at a villain.

-Ahem-

-Oh right! - Dot said while putting the letter away.

They kept walking towards the elevator, they press the button that was for the basement like prison. The elevator begin moving.

The villain was in a cell, he was handcuffed and sat in a chair, fidgeting and looking around. He got tired from jumping to each side looking for a way out. His outfit match his name; he was wearing a dark red suit, with yellow fire silhouettes decorating across his shoulders and chest. He was still wearing his yellow mask; in many cases if the villain was wearing one, the heroes had to leave it intact due to keep some privacy to the villain. Something that stood up from his image was his hair, which would usually be lit on fire, but now you could see it was completely black. It wasn’t burned or anything, that was just his natural color.

The cell was completely white, it wasn’t empty though; there was a bed and a desk, a two way mirror was the only thing separating him from the security guards outside.

Virgil and Gregory walked in the hall and stopped at the villain’s cell, good think he can’t see them, since they aren’t wearing their masks.

-What are you two doing here? - said one of the guards.

-Taking the scenic view- said Gregory.

The guards chuckled. The younger heroes would usually talk to some guards, they would actually be pretty nice (nicer than all the other older heroes).

-So, Mender – the other guard said careful, they don’t want to display their real names in case the villain was listening. –Heard you help Syllogism capture this maniac-

Virgil smiled proudly. –It was easy, he had nothing on me-

Gregory smiled fondly. It was rare to see Virgil being actually social and show off his achievements. His focus turned towards the villain. He notice how Crimson looked desperate, turning his head everywhere while trying to get the handcuffs off.

“LET ME GO!” Crimson shouted.

“Calm down, you are going to be fine…” Deceit told him while taking him to his cell.

“NO!! LET ME GO! IF HE-!” Crimson paused. “I NEED TO GET AWAY FROM HERE, NOW! - He continue screaming while being slightly dragged by Deceit.

-Well, when you have a high rank hero on your side everything’s easy- One of the guards said chuckling. It was meant to be a joke, but it still sting. Gregory snapped out from his thoughts.

-Hey, I can fight alone! I was the one capturing him after all-

-Really? That’s not what the news say…- The guards look at each other questioning.

Virgil kept quiet and lower his head in frustration.

-Pshh… The news don’t always tell the truth, they just saw the aftermath of the fight- Gregory said trying to lighten up Virgil.

-But the people don’t know it was me…- Virgil said between mumbles.

-You’ll eventually make a name for yourself out there, Virge - He placed an arm around him.

Virgil sighed. They heard steps getting closer. Dot and Logan walked fast towards the cell, she notice the two younger heroes in surprise.

-Hey, kids. Weren’t you going home? - said Dot looking at them both.

Gregory and Virgil looked at each other, apparently no one told her about the explosive toilet prank Gregory made.

-We are leaving now-/-We were just hanging around- They both said at the same time.

Logan looked at them, making sure they were ok. Both heroes thought Logan was trying to analyze them, maybe he did heard about the prank, so they put up their calmest expressions.

-Very well, be careful you two- Said Logan fixing his glasses.

Virgil and Gregory passed through them.

-Virgil- Virgil stopped and looked at him, feeling slightly nervous. -You got the house key? - Virgil sighed in relief.

-Yeah, I always have it- he said smiling.

-Can you wa- Logan was interrupted.

-Yes, I’ll water the plants, dad-

-Alright, and don’t forg- he gets interrupted again.

-We will close the door after we are inside. Don’t worry dad- It was a bit annoying yet endearing how his dad always made those questions, if Virgil didn’t knew he was adopted he could swear he got his over concern and anxious personality from Logan.

Virgil and Gregory continue walking towards the elevator until they left the basement. Now it was just the older heroes, the security guards and the villain.

Dot and Logan entered the villain’s cell. He looked up at them in shock and stood up quickly making the chair fall as well as making Logan and Dot jolt and stand in fighting positions.

-I-I need to leave. NOW! - Crimson stuttered his demand.

-You are not going anywhere, you pyromaniac- Dot said sternly and angry, gritting her teeth.

Logan looked at the villain curiously, then placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder.

-What’s so urgent that you need to leave now? -

Crimson chuckled nervously and avoid looking at Logan. –I’m not telling you why, but I can tell you the ending for me won’t be pretty- he walked towards them but was stopped by the handcuffs.

Logan used his powers to make him back off, he walked behind the villain and placed the chair how it was before. Then he pointed to the chair and Crimson sat. Logan fidget nervously with his lab coat sleeve.

-Listen, we want to help you- Crimson let out an airy laugh. -But we need answers- Logan said while looking at the villain directly, in an almost concerning way.

Crimson looked at him and then lower his head.

Dot took a deep breath and exhale calmly. –Why did you burn all those buildings?-

The villain kept looking at the floor without saying anything.

-I’d really appreciate if you answered- she continued, trying to be as kind as possible.

Crimson let out a shaky breath and tried to look up.

-It was just a job…- he mumble, but he was clear enough to be listen by Logan.

-Job? What do you mean? - Logan asked.

The villain stayed silent and looked to the side. He wasn’t up of for talking. Dot and Logan looked at each other.

-Well then- Logan said while gesturing to Dot to go out before him.

-I’d be careful out there- the villain said.

Both heroes looked at him.

-This was supposed to be my last job, but it was mostly a precaution - He said looking grimace.

-I suppose you aren’t going to tell us what does that mean- Logan frown at him.

The villain look up at him, he looked tired. –Am I safe here?- he suddenly asked.

Logan looked at him baffled, was he scared?

-Why do you ask? - Dot asked first, now she was concern.

The villain bit his lips. He was getting nervous.

Logan started to analyze him: he was anxious, his whole body language was screaming that. They might not get anywhere if they push too hard. He seems scared too but of what? Or who?

-Alright. This is what we are going to do- Dot said suddenly. –We won’t ask you anything else for today. To answer your question, yes, you are safe here-

The villain sighed in relief. No one has ever looked so happy to be trapped there.

-Can you at least tell us what happened to the missing people? - Logan asked suddenly, the villain flinched. He didn’t want to look at Logan.

-They are still alive… for now…- he said hesitating.

Logan and Dot looked at each other; people were still alive, somewhere, but his ominous “for now” wasn’t reassuring. Why would he need so many people? Why would he even stage something like that? They got the answer of one part of the puzzled but it wasn’t exactly satisfying.

Logan snapped his fingers and the handcuffs disarmed around Crimson’s hands and were placed in the desk of the cell.

-You should rest- Logan told the villain who just stared in shock. With that, they left him alone.

Dot’s spirit was up, the villain was capture and they got good news, although they still had to search for this people, it was progress in this weird case.

-When should we announce the good news? - Dot asked Logan cheerfully.

–What good news? - He looked at her puzzled.

-About the missing people?-

-Oh. Well if we knew where they were that’d be good news, Dot…- Logan said objectively, if Dot was someone else they would say he was being pessimistic.

-Oh you are right… Hmm… Maybe we should wait. I’ll program the interrogation with the police then- She sighed dreamily. –I’ll get to see my husband again- She giggled.

Logan chuckled.

-Oh! You should take a break Logan, or leave early- Dot said sternly while playfully hitting his shoulder.

-I already took a break- he said smiling lightly.

-Yeah, but it got interrupted. C’mon, you should spend time with your son- she said cheerfully.

-I’m afraid I can’t do that, if you leave early today I would have to stay here to keep an eye out- he said seriously.

-You are right- she said snapping her fingers and smiling widely.

–I’ll tell Emile! Now go spend time Virgil! Today was supposed to be your day off- She said while pushing Logan rapidly towards the elevator.

Logan didn’t protest, he did promise Virgil to have that day off. And even if he was dreading the fact that his son might take the dating theme out again, he still love to have those times, since they both have been busy so much. And maybe he really needs to relax; that interrogation started to make him very anxious after all. That’s because he might have recognize the villain as one of his students, but he wasn’t sure yet. He will have to see next Monday.

Gregory and Virgil were relaxing in the living room, Virgil laid in the couch scrolling in his phone while Gregory sit across him while using his computer. They stayed quiet for a while, that was what his usual “best friends time” was in general and both liked it, but Virgil looked kind of peeved to the hero.

-So…-

-So…? - Virgil said imitating his friend.

-You ok? - Gregory asked.

-Yeah, just…- Virgil didn’t look away from his phone and started scrolling furiously. –I’m fine…-

-Of course you are- Gregory said while rising an eyebrow.

Virgil suddenly stood up. –Ok, I might be pissed off. This was my first catch and I didn’t even get the credit! I fucking ran towards a psycho who would have burn me to a crisp if I didn’t think fast- he paced around the living room.

-Yeah, that was pretty stupid on your part- Gregory remarked.

-What else was I supposed to do? I don’t want to be his shadow forever…- Virgil huff and fell back in the couch. –It’s not the first time I don’t get credit for something…-

-Logan always tells you how great you are doing Virgil- Gregory said, it almost sounded exasperated. It isn’t the first time they had that kind of conversation, since Gregory was older he already had passed the insecure phase (that’s what he thinks) but he doesn’t exactly know how to properly reassure the younger hero that he is doing enough for himself and others.

Virgil didn’t looked at him and crossed his arms, noticing the tone Gregory was using. –Yeah… but- he gets interrupted.

-Look, I think Logan is trying to make sure you aren’t stressing out so much with your studying and all the hero duty – Gregory stated. –Trust me Virgil, I think that’s for the best. Just follow his rules, then, eventually, he will let you do whatever you want-

Virgil sighed. –Suck up- he mumbled. He gets a pillow thrown at his face. –Hey! - Gregory chuckled, and Virgil smiled fondly going back to scrolling.

Virgil still wanted to vent more, to express all his feelings out but understood Gregory had reached his peak; he was very social and all but he still got burn out, especially when he was doing his lab assistant work in the association with Logan and at his classes since he was also a student.

Still that doesn’t mean he doesn’t feel a little… uncared. He could talk to his dad but Logan tends to try to solve his problems instead of just listening.

Lately he has been placing all his thoughts in paper, drawing whatever thing he can think off that represents how he feels. He prefers painting though; mixing paint and placing it in the canvas relaxes him a lot. He paints with so many colors, turning it into an abstract piece or sometimes a landscape. But there’s a reoccurring theme in all his art; nightmares. Specifically one where everything is completely dark except for a light above of him; he is being dragged by shadow people and his dad, or at least who he assumes is his dad, tries to reach him but fails.

He has talked to Logan about it because he thought he was once in danger when he was little; Logan assured him it wasn’t the case under his care but suggested it might be a repressed memory before he was adopted, so he told Virgil to go see a therapist. Said therapist is, surprise, a hero, or at least someone that works with the heroes; normal therapists wouldn’t be able to know the full picture behind their fears to be treated properly so it is very helpful someone like Emile Picani works there.

Other than that, Virgil doesn’t exactly have someone else to talk to. He has a hard time making friends, it is usually Gregory who makes friends and tags him along. Virgil doesn’t even make friends with them, they are just strangers to him. He knows he has people that cares about him; his dad loves him, Greg is with him and shows his affection in other ways but Virgil feels alone sometimes and incomplete. As if something was missing.

The door to the house opened and Virgil sat in the couch, Gregory just look up from his computer. Logan walked in and greeted them.

-Hey- said Gregory with a smile.

Virgil looked at his dad. –Did something happened?-

Logan was always amazed by his son’s intuition, he always manage to know when something was upsetting him. -Crimson was more ambiguous than helpful- Logan said while walking towards the kitchen.

Virgil stood up from the couch. –What did he said? –

-That’s classified- Logan said while smiling.

-Dad, c’mon- Virgil complained. –We should know if something’s up, to make the city safer or something- more than keeping the city safe, he was mostly curious to know what Logan meant by ambiguous.

Logan smiled fondly. –You are correct-

-Wait really? - Virgil said surprised. Gregory turn to look at them, closing his laptop before standing up. Logan usually doesn’t tell Virgil or anyone about the interrogations, just Dot and sometimes Gregory, so it was surprising for the both of them that Logan was going to share information first hand. Logan went to the fridge and took out a jar of jelly.

-All the buildings he burned were destroyed with a purpose. He was hired to do so by someone- Logan stated.

Gregory got closer to the table in the kitchen, Virgil had sat down.

-By who? - Virgil quickly asked.

-He didn’t say, but he did appeared to be disturbed and fearful- he went to the drawer to take out a spoon.

-Crimson shouted a lot to be let go when I placed them in the cell- Gregory commented.

Logan hummed while walking towards the table and sitting down, still not opening the jar.

-What are we going to do? – Virgil asked.

Logan kept quiet for a moment.

-We’re waiting. I don’t think this mysterious villain knows we have their lackey, and even if they knew, we won’t let Crimson go nor let the villain get his hands on him- he gets interrupted.

-They- Gregory said.

-What? - Logan asked.

-They are Non binary, they didn’t gave me their name but made emphasis on their identity- Gregory pointed out in a serious manner.

-Oh- Logan froze, a moment of realization but he wasn’t nor wanted to disclosed what he realized.

-Logan?-/-Dad? - Both young heroes stared at the older one.

-I…Uh, Apologize, I spaced out for a bit. Um where was I? Oh. I doubt this mysterious person would risk themselves to take Crimson out, and even though we should act fast, we have no idea where to search - Logan said puzzled and concern.

Gregory and Virgil looked at Logan, not knowing what else to expect. They don’t have much information, no one can exactly do anything but wait for something to happen. They silently hope it wouldn’t be as awful as Crimson make it sound.

-Well, guess that’s all then? - Gregory said. –When are we interrogating them again?-

-Dot wants to make an appointment with the police to have them interrogated, in the meantime we start the process- Logan said while taking his glasses off and rubbing his eyes.

Gregory frown. –Before the interrogation? - Logan nods. –Why?-

-They needs to trusts us, I’m afraid they don’t feel exactly welcome there-

Virgil interrupted. –Good, they shouldn’t-

Logan did share a bit of the disgust his son was presenting but he couldn’t shake the upsetting feeling in his gut. –If they trusts us, we might get them to talk-

-What if we get Emile to use his telepathy on them? - Virgil commented. –Pretty sure he would agree if you explain the situation, dad-

-I doubt he would agree to do so under any kind of circumstance- Logan placed his glasses back on. –Besides, he would have to do so outside a cell, and it’s too much risk for everyone around-

Virgil flop down in his seat. Everyone kept silent for a while, they really did had to wait for something to come up at the end.

Virgil took out his phone and scrolled a bit.

-Hey, dad. You got a date on Friday- Virgil said nonchalantly.

-VIRGIL! - Logan yelled, his voice breaking a bit. This made Virgil laugh, Gregory would have laughed too if he wasn’t frozen in place.

-Cancel it! - Logan yelled.

-Nope, you have to go! - Virgil said while scrolling.

Logan groan. Gregory walked towards the living room and grabbed his computer.

-I’m out- He said while walking towards one of the bedrooms. –Night! - He shout.

-Night, Greg- Virgil shout back. Logan said good night but was muffled by his hands covering his face. -Look- Virgil said while showing the phone.

–He seems pretty cool -

Logan stopped covering his eyes, he looked at the picture Virgil was showing him and… He had to admit, the person was good looking. He was kind of focusing mostly on the guy’s eyes and smile and hair. He was… pretty… and… Logan was staring for too long when he listen Virgil’s giggles.

-I knew it- He smiled.

-Virgil, cancel the date now- Logan said while blushing profusely.

-Nope- Virgil giggled. He has never seen his dad like that, and it was pretty hilarious but kind of nice, his theory about his dad being a robot was debunked.

The older hero blushed a lot, he hold the jar of jelly and tried to open it but he was shaking a bit out of nervousness. He manage to open it and took a spoonful. Virgil was snorting. When Logan was upset or nervous he would start eating jelly like it was cereal, Virgil thought it was kind of weird but who was he to judge his father when he would look like a night crawler at 3 am while drinking coffee from the coffee pot.

Logan continue eating his jelly, he was nervous and… excited? The picture of that pretty guy was in his mind which only made him even more nervous.

Maybe he could try to go out just this once.

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You’re Not Alone Pt. 2 ( Daryl Dixon x Reader

Summary: The reader and Daryl have started to settle into life at Alexandria, but once the group runs into the Saviours and more specifically Negan, your way of life as you know it will change forever. While the universe seems to be set on pulling you and Daryl apart, how far are you willing to go to get back to each other and make things right?

This series picks up during the Season 6 finale and follows the basic story line up till the Season 8 finale, through yours and Daryl’s eyes.

(Spoilers for Season 8 of TWD)

Parings: Daryl Dixon x Reader

Word Count: 4,631

Warnings: Language, violence, mild descriptions of blood and gore, slight references to a miscarriage (this can be a sensitive topic for some, so please do not read if you feel it might upset you, look after yourself guys).

Chapter 5:

Jesus showed you his trailer. There were two beds and couch with a fold out mattress. Jesus insisted for you to take one of the beds, but you couldn't do that. This was his home, so you took the fold out couch along with a pillow and blanket he gave you. The two of you sat there and talked for a while. You told him what happened with the Saviours and how Negan took Daryl.

He then changed the topic to something lighter and asked how you and Daryl met so you told him about Maggie's fathers farm and how you stumbled upon it with Sophia. Jesus in return told you how he found Hilltop, Gregory was running it before he even got there. He said he found it hard getting close to people when he first arrived at the Hilltop and you understood that. You were scared to get close to Ricks group when you arrived at the farm, not wanting to get attached to people again. Even after a few years at the Hilltop he told you he still found it difficult to get close to anyone, neighbours, friends, boyfriends. You smiled when he said that, happy that he came out to you even though the two of you barely knew each other.

Jesus promised he would talk Gregory into letting you all stay before he left the trailer to go find Maggie and Sasha. Once he left you climbed onto the couch, folding the blanket over you before managing to fall sleep.

"Y/N wake up!" Sasha shouted causing you to quickly sit up in bed looking around for the sudden danger, but you all you found was Maggie and Sasha looking through the small window of the door. Wait is that music playing outside? It's the middle of the night, what the hell is going on?

"The gates are open. There's fires. The music is coming from a car. The door is locked." Sasha explained as she tried yanking on the door handle. You glanced around room trying to look for something to help. There had to be another way out of here. You thought to yourself when your eyes landed on the small window on the roof. Perfect.

"Help me with this." You said grabbing one of the chairs as you climbed onto the table before standing on top of the chair as you opened the small window above you. Sasha held the chair steady as you lifted yourself up onto the roof. You could hear Maggie and Sasha talking back in the trailer, but you zoned them out as you took in the scene in front of you. There was a car in the middle of the yard where the loud music was coming from along with a few fires around the area drawing walkers into the community through the open gates. I need to close those gates first, we can deal with the music once the gates are shut.

You jumped down from the roof and ran towards the walkers that were entering the community. Pulling your hunting knife out from your belt you began stabbing the walkers one by one, wishing you had your bow with you.

You kicked the walker in front of you to the ground when another grabbed your shoulder. You quickly spun around about to the stab it when an arm blocked you and you realised it was Jesus.

"Human. Not dead." He shouted over the music and you gave him an apologetic look before you stabbed the walker coming up behind Jesus. "Thanks. We need to shut the gates, can you handle these walkers while Sasha and I get to the gates?"

"Yeah, but what about the music?" You shouted glancing towards the car when you spotted Maggie reversing the tractor towards it. Well that's one way to shut the music off. "Never mind. Go!" You shouted before turning back to the walkers near you, gripping your knife tighter.

When the sun began to rise Jesus, Sasha and Maggie went to go talk to Gregory about why he didn't help last night and to get him to let Maggie stay. You didn't go with them into the Barrington House or mansion as you referred it to. If you had to listen to Gregory say more shit to the four of you then you would knock him out. Instead you helped the Hilltop's workers who were dragging the walker's bodies into piles and burning them.

"Saviours!" One of the Hilltop men shouted from the guard platform as everyone quickly rushed back towards their trailers and homes obviously wanting to avoid the Saviours at all cost. Shit. Where do I go? They can't find me here. You quickly grabbed a long black hooded jumper from someone's clothes line making a mental note which clothes line it was from so you could return it later.

You quickly put the jumper on pulling the hoodie up over your head covering your distinct Y/H/L Y/H/C hair as you ran towards the watch platform, climbing up the ladder so you could blend in with the two guys standing watch. They knew you were from Alexandria and handed you one of their spears to help you blend in. You gave the man a grateful nod as the other man opened the gates allowing the Saviours vehicles to drive in. You watched as the vehicles came to stop, men climbing out the different vehicles but what caught your attention was the man climbing out the black truck. The tall man with the moustache, Simon. He was Negan's right-hand man and looked to be in charge of these Saviours as they all walked towards the mansion. Negan wasn't with them.

Your plan to blend in seemed to work, the Saviours didn't pay the guards any attention. Too focused on looking around the community for items that caught their eyes. You hoped Maggie and Sasha were able to find a hiding place, you knew they were in the main building which is where Simon and most the Saviours were at the moment.

Nearly an hour passed before the Saviours exited the community, but they were still loading up their vehicles outside the gates. You spotted Maggie walking out the mansion towards the graves so you turned your attention back to the Saviours wanting to make sure they all leave without causing any trouble.

You stayed up on the guard platform for most of the day, even after the Saviours left. You had nothing better to do and it gave you time to think. But once the sun started to set you figured you should head back to the trailer and make sure Maggie and Sasha were okay.

"Enid! What are you doing here?" You questioned as you walked into the trailer to find Maggie, Sasha and Enid sitting at the table. You walked over to the young girl giving her a hug as she stood up from the seat before the two of you sat down at the table and Sasha handed you a bowl of soup.

"I came to make sure you guys were okay. Maggie told me what happened. Y/N I am so sorry." Enid said, and you nodded your thanks before changing the topic.

"I'm gonna go back to Alexandria tomorrow. I want to see what Rick's planning before I try track the Saviours." You explained looking over at Maggie and Sasha.

"Wait what do you mean track the Saviours?" Sasha asked looking at you in confusion.

"We know they have outposts, but they have to have a main base somewhere, I can try track them." You replied as you fiddled with the spoon in your soup.

"Why do you want to find the Saviours base? They could see you and take you, or worse kill you!" Maggie exclaimed but you shook your head, you knew they wouldn't like what you were planning but you had to do it.

"I won't get caught, but even if I do get caught, what more could I lose? The Saviours are the reason I lost my baby and Negan has taken Daryl! I have to find their base and get him back. You can try to stop me but I'm leaving in the morning. I have to get Daryl back." You stated and Maggie sighed but nodded, clearly not liking the idea but she knew she couldn't stop you.

"When do you think you'll be back?" Sasha asked and you honestly had no idea.

"Don't worry, I will be back in a few days." You replied with a soft smile before you started eating the food in front of you.

You told Maggie and Sasha that you were gonna go to Alexandria first to grab your gun and bow and talk to Rick but that wasn't your plan. You had your knife and you had a trail from the Saviours vehicles from yesterday. The trail wasn't really clear, but you could tell through the leaves and dirt on the road which way they were heading so you headed that way as well.

You left before the sun was up and had been following the faint tracks for a few hours. You had a small backpack with a few bottles of water and canned food on your back, but other than that you had nothing else. You didn't need anything else, you had a weapon to defend yourself with and you had the Saviours trail, that was all you needed.

You came towards an intersection of four roads, you knew the road to the left took you to Alexandria, but you weren't sure about the other two roads. You had never taken this route when out scavenging or hunting before so you had no idea where the two different roads lead, but the tracks turned right at the intersection so that was where you were gonna go.

You walked for another hour or so, taking out a few walkers here and there. You knew you were getting close to the Saviours base, you could see what looked to be an old factory in the distance, maybe that's where the base was? The tracks were heading in that direction, but you just had no idea what you were gonna do once you found the base. It would be heavily armed and guarded, you weren't stupid, Negan had the numbers for it, so he would definitely have his people protecting the place. You just hoped they had a blind spot, somewhere where you could sneak in undetected and get Daryl.

You stopped for a few minutes taking a drink from the last water bottle when you heard the sound of a vehicle in the distance. You froze turning around where the sound seemed to be coming from. That had to be the Saviours. You thought to yourself and as the sound got closer you realised it was multiple vehicles approaching. Shit I can't stand out here in the middle of nowhere. You quickly ran behind the closest tree, crouching down behind it with your knife out just in case.

One by one the vehicles drove past, without a care in the world as they headed towards the large factory in the distance. But it wasn't until you saw the black truck that your heart sped up. It was Negan. But there was someone else sitting in the passenger seat and it wasn't until the truck drove past that you realised it was Eugene. Negan has Eugene. Why did he take Eugene? Shit, something must have happened at Alexandria. Did Negan kill anyone else? Was Rick okay? Carl? Michonne? Tara? Rosita? Aaron? Judith? Where the others okay?

"God damn it." You muttered to yourself as you watched the vehicles disappear in the distance, you were so close to Saviours base, but you had to go back to Alexandria, you had to make sure everyone was okay. You had memorised every road and every turn you had taken so once you knew the others were safe you would come back here and finish what you started.

You found an old beat up truck that was still in working condition which you managed to hotwire and within an hour and a half of driving you could see Alexandria's gates in the distance and you sighed with relief.

"Hey! Open the gates it's me." You shouted sticking your head out the window as you looked towards the guard post to find Rick standing there staring at you in disbelief before he quickly disappeared and within 30 seconds the gate opened as you climbed out the truck, walking through the gate.

You walked in, standing a few metres away as Rick shut the gate back up before he turned looking at you for a few seconds before he pulled you into a hug.

"You're here. Are you okay? Is the baby okay?" Rick suddenly questioned pulling away to let you speak and you quickly looked at the ground feeling tears burning in your eyes, you didn't want to cry. You had cried too much in the past few days and you were done with letting your emotions take over.

"I-I lost the baby... I don't wanna talk about it." You said softly still staring at the ground and before Rick could respond you heard the others running over to you.

"Y/N!" Michonne shouted as you turned around to find Tara, Rosita, Aaron, Eric and Carl who was holding Judith all walking towards the two of you with smiles on their faces. "Are you and the baby okay? You weren't in a good condition when Sasha took you to Hilltop."

"She lost the baby." Rick answered and you looked over at him with a sad smile, glad that he told them. But you didn't come all the way back to Alexandria for this, you came back to see what Negan and the Saviours did.

"What happened here? I saw Eugene in Negan's truck. What happened?" You questioned not giving the others anytime to respond as you stared at Rick.

"Negan came. Killed Spencer and Olivia. Eugene made a bullet for Rosita and she tried to kill Negan, it didn't work, and Negan took Eugene with him when he left." Rick explained, and you nodded taking in the news before you began to walk towards yours and Daryl's house. "Y/N what are you doing?"

"Getting my weapons, then I'm going back to Hilltop to tell Maggie and the others what happened and then I'm going to get Daryl back." You replied over your shoulder as you walked towards the house down the road.

"The Saviours took all our weapons." Rosita shouted causing you to stop. What did she just say?

"Crap. So, we have no guns?" You questioned turning back to them and Rick shook his head as other people from Alexandria began walking towards the group after hearing all the commotion. Did they take my bow as well? Someone is going to die if my bow is gone.

"Y/N isn't okay, there's something different about her." Rosita muttered so you couldn't hear as you walked off, but you could hear every word.

"She just lost her unborn baby and Daryl was taken. Giver her a break." Rick responded before you walked into your house.

Everything was broken and destroyed. The coffee table was flipped upside down, books and glass covered the floor and you didn't even want to look in the kitchen. Instead, you wondered into the lounge room and you sighed with relief when you spotted your bow on the floor next to the couch.

You grabbed it making sure it wasn't broken before holding it up in front of you as you pulled the string back till it touched your cheek. You smiled to yourself before slinging the bow strap over your shoulder and walking back out towards the gate where everyone was still standing.

"We'll visit the others at Hilltop in a few days and try talk Gregory into helping us fight the Saviours. Just don't go after them alone Y/N." Rick said once you reached the group, but you shook your head.

"If it was Michonne or Carl or Judith, you would do the same too, Rick. I have to try." You replied as you began walking towards the gate. Daryl would do it for you, no matter what the consequences were, you knew he would try and get you back.

"You don't even know if he's still alive, you'll just get yourself killed for nothing." A voice suddenly said causing you to snap your head around to find Tobin standing in front of the group staring at you with his arms crossed.

"What did you just say?!" You questioned, sudden anger taking over as you turned around to face him.

"I don't mean any disrespect. You're one of our leaders, Alexandria and the Hilltop need you especially against the Saviours and you can't do that when your dead. It's not worth the risk." Tobin stated as Rick took a step forward noticing your hands form fists by your side as you tried to control your anger.

"He's my husband!" You snapped glaring at the older man as he shook his head.

"He's probably dead already, it's not worth it." The man responded but that was it, you had enough with this asshole. You heard Rick shout at you to stop obviously knowing what you were about to do but there was no stopping you. Nobody talked about Daryl like that.

You took a few steps towards Tobin before slamming your fist into his jaw forcing the man to stumble backwards. Your knuckles erupted in pain but by the look on Tobin's face, his jaw hurt a lot more than your knuckles, but it wasn't enough. You grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and punched him square in nose before Rick pulled you off him.

"You say something like that again, I won't stop with a broken nose." You threatened glaring at Tobin who was holding his now bleeding nose as the others all stared at you in shock.

"Y/N!" Rick shouted from behind you, still holding your arms in case you started to fight again, but you shook your head shrugging off Ricks grip as you walked back to the gate opening it.

"I will see you guys later." You muttered not turning back as you closed the gate behind yourself and climbed into the truck. You glanced down at your now bloodied knuckles as you gripped the steering wheel tighter trying to forget what Tobin said. Daryl was alive. He had to be alive.

Your truck ran out of gas nearly an hour ago, but at least you were near Hilltop, so it wasn't too far to walk. But as soon as Hilltop's walls came into view so did the Saviours vehicles causing you to quickly duck into the woods out of sight as you sat and waited for them to leave.

By the time the Saviours left the sun was staring to set along the horizon and you knew Maggie wouldn't let you leave until the next morning, but you had to. You had to get Daryl back.

"You're back! Kal open the gates." Maggie ordered as you looked up at the guard platform to find her standing there with a huge smile. At least that's a sign that she is feeling better.

"Negan killed Spencer and Olivia and has taken Eugene with him after he made Rosita a bullet." You shouted as the gates began to open and you walked in as Maggie climbed down the stairs. "I just came by to tell you and to grab a bottle of water."

"Wait, you're leaving? You can't leave." Maggie said grabbing your shoulder as you began walking towards the trailers to get some water, forcing you turn around to face her.

"I have to! I tracked the Saviours for miles. I nearly found their fucking base!" You yelled in frustration as you rubbed your hands over your face to try calm yourself down. "I have to go back out there and get Daryl. Who knows what Negan is doing to him! I have to-"

"Y/N stop!" Maggie shouted but it wasn't in anger, she almost sounded happy. You looked up at her in confusion and she was smiling. Why the hell is she smiling right now? "I will give you guys some privacy." She said before walking back towards the ladder to the guard platform as you watched her in confusion. What the hell is she talking about?

"Y/N?" A husky southern voice called and you froze, your heartbeat skyrocketing. You could recognise that voice anywhere, but it can't be him. That's it, you had finally reached your tipping point, you were going crazy.

Slowly you turned around towards the voice just to prove to yourself that you were hearing things, but as you did you spotted him. Daryl was here. He was actually here. You watched him for a few seconds as he came out from behind the trailers towards you, he was wearing a long sleeve black button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up in his signature Daryl style, he wasn't wearing his angle winged vest and you instantly knew the Saviours still had it. But Daryl was here. He was alive and that's all that mattered.

Tears began filling your eyes as you ran to him, it would have only been a couple seconds as the two of you ran towards each other, but it felt like a life time before you finally wrapped your arms around his shoulders as he hugged you spinning you around.

You hugged Daryl tightly afraid that if you let him go then he would be taken away from you again. You could feel Daryl shaking as he hugged you and you knew he was crying. You hugged him tighter pulling his head into the crook of your neck as you ran your fingers through his hair, you knew you had tears in your eyes, but you held them back. You had to be strong for Daryl right now, he must have gone through hell when he was with the Saviours, you had to be strong for him.

"I love you so much, Daryl." You whispered as he lifted his head to look at you before pulling you in for a kiss. His lips hit yours as he cupped your cheeks deepening the soft kiss before he pulled away as his eyes scanning you up and down to make sure you were okay. You were going to have to tell him about the miscarriage, but you had no idea how to say it.

"Are you okay? They hurt ya, is the baby okay?" Daryl asked his voice croaky from the crying as his hand slowly went to your stomach where the baby use to be and your heart broke, but you couldn't hold it back anymore as tears began falling down your cheeks.

"I-I lost the baby. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." You sobbed looking down at the ground, unable to look Daryl in the eyes. It was your fault. You should have never shouted at Negan when he was taunting Rosita. "It's my fault." You mumbled as Daryl quickly pulled you into his chest letting you cry into him.

"It ain't ya fault Y/N. It's the Saviours, they did this." Daryl said as his kissed the top of your head before walking you over to one of the benches as you both sat down. "I shouldn't have left ya back at Alexandria. I was just so angry at Dwight, I didn't even process the fact that ya said you're pregnant until it was too late. Then when Dwight pulled me out that van I saw you sitting there with the rest of the group... I thought that was the end. I thought..." Daryl began to say but stopped as he looked up at the stars in the sky trying to gather his thoughts. He was opening up to you which was something he didn't do often and when he did it was only to you.

When Beth was killed, you saw how Daryl just shutdown, he barely said a word to you for a week. But, eventually he opened up to you about it. It took time, but he slowly let you back in and since then he stopped trying hide his issues and emotions from you because he knew you would help him and keep whatever he said between the two of you. You knew this was different from all the previous times something bad had happened. But Daryl would eventually talk to you about it, you wouldn't push him for answers, you knew better than that. If he wasn't ready to talk, you would only push him further away by trying to force him. So, you stayed silent, resting your head on his shoulder as you patiently waited for him to find the words he was looking for.

"They had me locked in a cell. Blasting this ridiculous happy song at all hours of the day. I was in the cell for a few days. They would give me bred with dog food once a day but that was it. Dwight eventually took me out the cell, making me work on their fence line chaining up walkers with other workers or prisoners I wasn't sure. I tried escapin' once, it didn't work and Negan told his men to teach me a lesson. After that they threw me back in the bloody cell." Daryl explained shaking his head as took a deep breath and you knew this was hard for him.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." You said softly but Daryl shook his head before continuing.

"I was so close to givin' up Y/N, I didn't see a way out... But the thought of you and our unborn baby, it the only thing keeping me going. And when someone slipped me a key, I escaped and found Jesus sneaking around the place and he bought me here." He said and you nodded as you grabbed his hand holding in your lap. He wasn't telling you everything, you knew he left out pieces of information but he would tell you when he was ready. "Maggie told me ya went to Alexandria but convinced me to stay and wait for you to get back. I could tell something was wrong, but she just told me to wait for you. God, Y/N, I am so sorry ya had to go through the miscarriage alone. I'm your husband. I am meant to protect ya. Keep ya safe. But I couldn't do it."

"Hey." You suddenly said turning to face him as you lifted his chin up so he was looking at you. "You have kept me safe for all these years. The farm. The prison. Terminus. The church. Alexandria. I'm still alive because of you. You're my husband and I love you more than anything, but it wasn't your fault that you weren't here. This is on Negan and the Saviours and they will pay for what they have done." You said and Daryl nodded as he wrapped his arm around your shoulders pulling you close.

"I missed ya so much baby girl." Daryl said softly, kissing your forehead as the two of you sat on the bench staring up at the stars. You didn't want the moment to end. Just the two of you, sitting alone in the still night air. No walkers moaning. No guns firing. No people arguing. It was perfect and neither of you moved or talked for the next few minutes as you enjoyed the rare moment.

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Title: Misguided Sympathy Author: Vashka Rating: T Genre(s): Humor, Romance Chapters: 3 Word Count: 7,498 Summary: An earth-shattering conversation with Draco Malfoy makes Hermione see the errors of her ways. Will the Slytherins and Gryffindors survive Hermione’s kindness intact? Or will the spirit of Interhouse Cooperation triumph? Status: Complete Timeline: Year 7 Fest/Exchange: dmhgficexchange Published: May 20, 2005 Completed: May 20, 2005 Draco: Manipulative, Prefect, Redeemed, Snarky, Snob Hermione: Bossy, Campaigner, Feisty, Head Girl, Know-It-All Side Pairings: Harry/Ginny, Ron/Pansy Friendships: Hermione & Harry, Hermione & Ron, Hermione & Ginny Characters: Ginny Weasley, Gregory Goyle, Harry Potter, Millicent Bulstrode, Neville Longbottom, Pansy Parkinson, Ron Weasley, Vincent Crabbe Warnings: Mild Profanity

Title: Miss Me Always Author: SomethingBlue42 Rating: M Genre(s): Romance, Angst, Tragedy Chapters: 1 Word Count: 3,905 Summary: “What’s the matter Granger?” Malfoy asked… “Miss me?” “Always,” she replied, smiling sardonically. Status: Complete Timeline: War Published: July 24, 2008 Completed: July 24, 2008 Relationship: Secret Relationship Themes: Spying, Secret Meetings Draco: Death Eater, Spy Hermione: Order Member Locations: Grimmauld Place Character Deaths: Hermione Additional Notes: Not a Dramione ending. Warnings: Explicit Sexual Situations, Main Character Death

Title: Missed Connections Author: UnseenLibrarian Rating: T Genre(s): Fluff, Humor, Romance Chapters: 1 Word Count: 8,060 Summary: After a pleasant autumnal trip to Diagon Alley with her friends, a Missed Connection describing Hermione appears in the Daily Prophet’s Personals column. Who could have left it? Hermione’s mad with curiosity, but the identity of the sender remains a mystery. (Harry knows, but wild hippogriffs couldn’t drag it out of him.) Status: Complete Timeline: Post-Hogwarts/Post-War, EWE Fest/Exchange: Treasured Tropes (Hawthorn & Vine) Published: September 24, 2012 Themes: Apologies [Draco apologizes], Coffee & Tea, Co-Workers/Office/Partners, Flirting Draco: Auror, Redeemed, Snarky Hermione: Auror, Bossy, Feisty, Know-It-All Locations: Diagon Alley, Ministry of Magic, Other Bars/Clubs/Pubs Side Pairings: Harry/Ginny, Ron/Susan Characters: Ginny Weasley, Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom, Ron Weasley, Susan Bones Character Birthdays: Hermione Character Point of View/POVs: Harry Warnings: Implicit Sexual Situations, Mild Profanity

Title: Mission Dispel Author: LadyBlack3 Rating: M Genre(s): Romance, Adventure, Action Chapters: 18 Word Count: 56,114 Summary: It is the year 2008 and trouble is brewing in Europe. Now part of an elite secret service team, Hermione and Draco come across an old foe who leads them to discover a threat to their world greater than Voldemort himself. Once again they undertake a mission together, but will this one prove fateful? Dramione Timeline: Post-Hogwarts/Post-War Published: January 20, 2019 Completed: December 26, 2019 Relationship: Fake Relationship, Secret Feelings Themes: Working Undercover, Spying, Co Workers Office Partners, Sharing a Bed, News and Gossip, Roommates, Travel, Bonding, Kidnapping and Imprisonment [Hermione], Magical Items [Jewellery], Mythology, Injuries [Draco], Abuse and Assault [Hermione], Draco: Divorced, Emotional, Unspeakable Hermione: Unspeakable, Compassionate Side Pairings: Blaise/OC Friendships: Hermione & Blaise, Draco & Blaise Characters: Blaise Zabini, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Original Characters, Harry Potter Warnings: Explicit Sexual Situations

Title: Mistakes of a Drunken Night Author: ForeverHP07 Rating: M Genre(s): Romance, Drama Chapters: 20 Word Count: 52,721 Summary: On the night of their graduation Hermione and Draco get drunk…and married. After a year and a half of marriage- a time filled with arguments and mixed emotions, they are told that they have to have a child on the way by their second anniversary. Status: Complete Timeline: Post-Hogwarts/Post-War Published: July 18, 2012 Completed: August 7, 2014 Relationship: Already Married, Accidental Marriage Pregnancy/Children: Children [Caelum Xavier, Ara Kaylee, Draco Lucius, Lyra Jean] Themes: Alcohol, Flashbacks, Curses and Spells, Courtship, Dates, Babysitting, Meeting the Parents, Dueling, Injuries [Hermione], Death Eaters, Secrets and Lies, Flirting, Banter, Arguments, Travel Draco: Ministry Worker, Romantic Hermione: Ministry Worker , Feisty Side Pairings: Harry/Ginny, Lucius/Narcissa Characters: Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Malfoy, Teddy Lupin, Grangers, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Ginny Weasley Character Point of View/POV: Hermione, Draco, Harry, Ron Anti-Characters: Anti-Ron

Title: Mistletoe Author: ashleywritesx3 Rating: T Genre(s): Romance Chapters: 1 Word Count: 1,198 Summary: Hermione and Draco meet under the mistletoe on Christmas. Status: Complete Timeline: Year 7, AU Holiday: Christmas/New Year’s Published: December 5, 2009 Themes: Head Boy/Head Girl, Matchmaking/Blind Dates [Matchmaker: Dumbledore], Mistletoe Characters: Ginny Weasley, Parvati Patil, Ron Weasley

Title: Mistletoe and Holly Author: RZZMG Rating: K+ Genre(s): Romance, Humor Chapters: 1 Word Count: 5,665 Summary: Who says romance ends at 40? For an older, more mature Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger, the best is yet to come… It’s never too late to fall back in love - with a little help from some meddling friends and some mistletoe (although holly IS prettier)! Dramione/Draco x Hermione. Post-Hogwarts. Romance, Fluff, HEA. Features Hannah, Neville, Ginny, too. One-shot - COMPLETE! Status: Complete Timeline: Post-Hogwarts/Post-War, Epilogue Compliant, Mature Dramione Holiday: Christmas/New Year’s Published: January 20, 2014 Relationship: Friendship, Secretly Love/Like/Crush On Each Other Themes: Alcohol, Matchmaking/Blind Dates [Ginny and Hannah], Mistletoe Draco: Divorced, Draco’s Feelings, Redeemed Hermione: Hermione’s Feelings, Widow Locations: The Leaky Cauldron Side Pairings: Neville/Hannah Friendships: Hermione & Ginny Characters: Ginny Weasley, Hannah Abbott, Neville Longbottom Character Deaths: Ron Weasley

Title: Mistletoe Confessions Author: Dramione13 Rating: K+ Genre(s): Romance, Humor Chapters: 2 Word Count: 2,738 Summary: Draco and Hermione are heads and about to finish their rounds when some mistletoe decides to spring about mischief. Status: Complete Timeline: Year 7, AU Holiday: Christmas/New Year’s Published: December 20, 2011 Themes: Head Boy/Head Girl, Mistletoe Draco: Draco’s Feelings, Redeemed

Title: Mistletoe Kisses Author: cleotheo Rating: T Genre(s): Romance Chapters: 1 Word Count: 4,713 Summary: A piece of specially enchanted mistletoe brings the Head Boy and Head Girl together over the festive season. Fluffy One Shot. Status: Complete Timeline: Year 7 Holiday: Christmas/New Year’s Published: December 19, 2013 Themes: Head Boy/Head Girl, Mistletoe Locations: Heads’ Common Room, Hogsmeade Friendships: Draco & Blaise, Hermione & Harry, Hermione & Ron, Hermione & Ginny Characters: Blaise Zabini, Ginny Weasley, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley

Title: Mistletoe Mischief Author: cleotheo Rating: PG-13/T Genre(s): Humor, Romance Chapters: 1 Word Count: 3,871 Summary: Blaise and Theo are on a Christmas mission, they’re going to unite the Head Students using enchanted mistletoe. However catching Draco and Hermione under the mistletoe proves harder to do than they first thought. Light hearted seasonal One Shot. Status: Complete Timeline: Year 7 Holiday: Christmas/New Year’s Published: December 18, 2014 Relationship: Forbidden Love/Secret Relationship Themes: Head Boy/Head Girl, Matchmaking/Blind Dates [Matchmakers: Blaise & Theo], Mistletoe Draco: Redeemed Locations: Great Hall, Heads’ Common Room, Potions Class Friendships: Draco & Blaise, Draco & Theo, Hermione & Harry, Hermione & Ron Characters: Blaise Zabini, Daphne Greengrass, Harry Potter, Pansy Parkinson, Ron Weasley, Severus Snape, Theodore Nott Title: Misunderstood Author: cleotheo Rating: M/R Genre(s): Humor, Friendship Chapters: 1 Word Count: 3,917 Summary: Eavesdropping isn’t the most reliable of ways to discover what’s going on in your friend’s life, as Harry and Ron discover while paying a visit to the head dorms. Fun, light-hearted One Shot. Status: Complete Timeline: Year 7 Published: January 5, 2015 Draco: Redeemed Locations: Black Lake, Great Hall, Heads’ Common Room Side Pairings: Blaise/Daphne, Harry/Ginny Friendships: Hermione & Ginny, Hermione & Harry, Hermione & Ron Characters: Blaise Zabini, Daphne Greengrass, Ginny Weasley, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley Title: Muster Author: dormiensa Rating: M15/M16/MT Genre(s): Fluff, Humor, Romance Chapters: 1 Word Count: 2,949 Summary: Lucius Malfoy needs Hermione’s help, so, naturally, he sends Draco to do the asking. Status: Complete Timeline: Post-Hogwarts/Post-War Published: December 20, 2014 Themes: Magical Creatures Side Pairings: Harry/Pansy Characters: Harry Potter, Lucius Malfoy, Luna Lovegood, Narcissa Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson Warnings: Mild Profanity, Mild Violence

Title: Mistletoes and Missed Kisses Author: LoveBugOC Rating: K Genre(s): Romance, Friendship Chapters: 1 Word Count: 2,373 Summary: Three missed mistletoe kisses and the one that wasn’t. [Draco tries three times to trap a certain witch under the mistletoe with him - and fails. And then there’s that one time he doesn’t.] Status: Complete Timeline: Hogwarts Years Holiday: Christmas/New Year’s Published: December 29, 2012 Themes: Mistletoe Locations: Visiting Opposite Hogwarts House [Draco visits Gryffindor table] Characters: Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom, Ron Weasley, Theodore Nott

Title: Misunderstanding Author: MereWhispers Rating: T Genre(s): Drama, Fluff, General, Romance, Humour Chapters: 31 Word Count: 4,737 Summary: Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy have had a severe misunderstanding due his to owls that she hasn’t answered. Hermione attempts to rectify things, once she has gone through the letters. But - that’s it, you see. ‘Going through’ them is a lengthy job. Status: Complete Timeline: Post-Hogwarts/Post-War, EWE? Published: May 12, 2016 Completed: July 28, 2016 Relationship: Friendship Themes: Co Workers Office Partners, Misunderstanding [Draco], Secrets, Travel, Unrequited Love [Draco] Draco: Auror, Broody, Heartbroken, Helpless, Snarky Hermione: Auror, Bossy, Guilty Locations: Hermione’s Flat/House, Malfoy Manor, Ministry of Magic Side Pairings: Astoria/Draco, Blaise/Daphne, Harry/Ginny, Pansy/Theo, Ron/Hermione Friendships: Draco & Blaise, Draco & Daphne, Draco & Ginny, Draco & Harry, Draco & Hermione, Draco & Pansy, Draco & Theo, Hermione & George, Hermione & Ginny, Hermione & Harry Characters: Astoria Greengrass, Blaise Zabini, Daphne Greengrass, George Weasley, Ginny Weasley, Harry Potter, Lucius Malfoy, Molly Weasley, Narcissa Malfoy, Ron Weasley Character Point of View/POV: Draco Anti-Characters: Anti-Astoria, Anti-Molly, Anti-Narcissa, Anti-Ron Pro-Characters: Pro-Blaise, Pro-George, Pro-Ginny, Pro-Harry, Pro-Lucius

Title: Misunderstandings Author: hathorx Rating: PG-13 Genre(s): Romance Chapters: 1 Word Count: 6,368 Summary: As their relationship starts going downhill, Draco and Hermione each seek advice from their friends instead of settling things between them. Complications ensue… Status: Complete Timeline: Post-Hogwarts/Pot-War, EWE Fest/Exchange: dmhgficexchange Published: December 28, 2009 Relationship: Boyfriend/Girlfriend Pregnancy/Children: Accidental Pregnancy, Pregnancy/Child Birth Themes: Apologies [Draco and Hermione], Misunderstandings Draco: Auror, Redeemed Hermione: Emotional Locations: Hogsmeade, The Three Broomsticks Side Pairings: Blaise/Ginny Friendships: Draco & Blaise, Hermione & Ginny Characters: Blaise Zabini, Ginny Weasley

Title: Modern Romance Author: olivieblake Rating: M Genre(s): Romance, Drama Chapters: 15 Word Count: 227,210 Summary: Witch Weekly’s ‘Modern Romance’ series asks anonymous witches and wizards to record a week in their sex lives—with comic, tragic, provocative, and patently revealing results. Each week, a new episode unfolds in the lives of the Wizarding World’s elite. Multiple pairings, post-war, EWE. COMPLETE. Status: Complete Timeline: Post-Hogwarts/Post-War Alternate Links: AO3 Published: July 19, 2017 Completed: May 11, 2018 Themes: News and Gossip Side Pairings: Harry/Theo, Hermione/Ron, Ron/Pansy, Lucius/Pansy, Lucius/Narcissa, Percy/Pansy, Percy/Fleur, Bill/Fleur, Andromeda/Ted, George/Andromeda, Theo/Narcissa, Blaise Zabini/Ginny, Neville/Blaise, Marcus/Oliver, Marcus/Cormac, Marcus/Daphne, Ginny/Parvati, Ron/Padma, Cormac/Ginny, Bill/Daphne, Charlie/Tonks, Charlie/Luna, Theo/Daphne Bill/Narcissa Characters: Theo Nott, Narcissa Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Pansy Parkinson, Fleur Delacour, Bill Weasley, Charlie Weasley, Percy Weasley, Blaise Zabini, Luna Lovegood, Padma Patil, Parvati Patil, Ginny Weasley, Andromeda Tonks, George Weasley, Daphne Greengrass, Marcus Flint, Oliver Wood, Cormac McLaggen Additional Notes: Multiple Pairings, Not dramione-centric Warnings: Explicit Sexual Situations

Title: Molly, a mother Author: reetinkerbell Rating: PG Genre(s): Family, Romance Chapters: 1 Word Count: 1,330 Summary: Molly talks some sense into her two youngest children. Status: Complete Timeline: Post-Hogwarts/Post-War AU Alternate Links: LJ Published: May 24, 2010 Relationship: Engaged, Negative Reactions Themes: Wedding Draco: Fiancee Hermione: Fiancee Locations: The Burrow Main Pairing: None - Gen Side Pairings: Draco/Hermione, Harry/Ginny, past Ron/Hermione Friendships: Hermione & Ginny Characters: Ginny Weasley, Molly Weasley, Ron Weasley Character Point of View/POVs: Molly

Title: Moments Author: leopion Rating: T Genre(s): Angst, Fluff, Friendship Chapters: 1 Word Count: 4,557 Summary: Life is more than just a journey with a start and an end; it is a collection of moments. Status: Complete Timeline: War [Deathly Hallows AU] Fest/Exchange: dhr_advent Published: December 12, 2013 December 20, 2013 Themes: Cooking/Baking [Draco cooks], Horcrux Hunting/On the Run, Sweets Characters: Harry Potter, Ron Weasley Featured Holidays: Christmas/New Year’s

Title: Moments Author: waterflower_20 Rating: PG-13/T Genre(s): Humor, Romance Chapters: 1 Word Count: 3,000 Summary: “He tried to suffocate you in your sleep, remember?” “Nonsense! He was just cuddling –“ “On your face.” Status: Complete Timeline: Post-Hogwarts/Post-War, EWE Fest/Exchange: dramionelove Adopt-A-Prompt Published: May 20, 2015 Alternate Links: ff.net Relationship: Friendship Themes: Jealousy [Draco & Hermione], Roommates/Housemates/Neighbors [Neighbors], Secret Crush/Secret Feelings Draco: Determined, Redeemed, Sly/Cunning Hermione: Feisty, Hermione’s Feelings, In Love, Melancholy, Shy Side Pairings: Draco/Other, Hermione/Other, Lucius/Narcissa Characters: Crookshanks, Narcissa Malfoy Warnings: Fluff, fluff, and more fluff, language

Title: Moments of Sanity Author: SiriuslyPadfoot’sGal Rating: M Genre(s): Romance Chapters: 25 Word Count: 90,878 Summary: Hermione Granger becomes a healer and her first assignment is a longterm patient in the permanent ward. What happens when she discovers her first patient is none other than the Draco Malfoy and he’s… insane? Status: Complete Timeline: Post-Hogwarts/Post-War, AU Published: November 27, 2004 Completed: August 3, 2008 Relationship: Forbidden Love/Secret Relationship Themes: Curses/Spells, Healer & Patient [Healer; Hermione, Patient; Draco], Memory Modification [Draco], Psychological Trauma/Disorder, Travel [Berlin, Germany] Hermione: Emotional, Healer Locations: Hermione Flat/House, Malfoy Manor, St. Mungo’s, The Burrow Side Pairings: Ron/Luna Friendships: Hermione & Harry, Hermione & Ron Characters: Ginny Weasley, Harry Potter, Lucius Malfoy, Luna Lovegood, Ron Weasley Character Point of View/POVs: Draco, Hermione Note: The nickname ‘Herms’ is used once or twice

Title: Moments to Build On Author: JDPhoenix Rating: T Genre(s): Romance Chapters: 1 Word Count: 3,214 Summary: Unseen moments, good and bad, between Draco and Hermione during and after their years at Hogwarts. Status: Complete Timeline: Year 1, Year 2, Year 3, Year 4, Year 5, Year 6, Post-Hogwarts/Post-War, EWE Published: June 28, 2011 Themes: Forced Partnership/Together Draco: Snarky Hermione: Bossy, Feisty, Know-It-All Locations: Hogwarts Library Side Pairings: Hermione/Viktor Characters: Severus Snape, Viktor Krum

Title: Monochrome Kids Author: derryere Rating: R Genre(s): Humor, Romance Chapters: 3 Word Count: ~30,000 Summary: Hermione’s writing letters to her future boyfriend. Status: Complete Timeline: Post-Hogwarts/Post-War Fest/Exchange: dmhgficexchange Published: October 16, 2008 Draco: Divorced Side Pairings: Harry/Ron Friendships: Hermione & Harry, Hermione & Ron, Hermione & Ginny Characters: Dean Thomas, Ginny Weasley, Harry Potter, Original Characters, Ron Weasley, Seamus Finnigan Character Deaths: Neville Longbottom Character Point of View/POVs: Hermione

Title: Monster at Malfoy Manor Author: frostykitten Rating: T Genre(s): Humor, Romance Chapters: 1 Word Count: 6,153 Summary: Hermione glanced at Malfoy, who looked shaken but not all that surprised with what they’d just witnessed. “Why do I get the feeling you know more about what just happened than you’re letting on?” she asked. Status: Complete Timeline: Post-Hogwarts/Post-War Holiday: Halloween Published: October 27, 2011 Themes: Curses/Spells, Trapped Together Draco: Snarky Hermione: Auror Locations: Malfoy Manor Side Pairings: Harry/Ginny Friendships: Hermione & Harry, Hermione & Ginny Characters: Ginny Weasley, Harry Potter

Title: More Reasons Than Not Author: permiable-cell-walls Rating: M Genre(s): Romance, Drama Chapters: 22 Word Count: 41,637 Summary: It has been nineteen years since the end of Voldemort, but not everyone is happy with their lives, even if they don’t have to fear for them daily. Hermione Weasley encounters a man from her past and togethery they discover the meanings of adventure Status: Complete Timeline: Post-Hogwarts/Post-War, Epilogue Compliant Published: September 23, 2008 Completed: September 23, 2008 Relationship: Engaged/Married (at some point), Forbidden Love/Secret Relationship, Friendship Pregnancy/Children: Accidental Pregnancy, Children Names [Delilah], Pregnancy/Child Birth Themes: Adultery [Draco and Hermione cheat with each other; Draco was cheated on], Alcohol, Apologies [Draco], Cooking/Baking [Draco and Hermione], Veela [Draco] Draco: Redeemed, Veela Hermione: Emotional, Lawyer Locations: Cafe, Diagon Alley, Draco’s Flat/House, Hogwarts, Hotel Side Pairings: Draco/Pansy, Hermione/Ron, Harry/Ginny Characters: Ginny Weasley, Grangers [Mrs. Granger; Mr. Granger deceased], Hugo Weasley, Pansy Parkinson, Ron Weasley, Rose Weasley, Scorpius Malfoy Character Deaths: Mr. Granger Other: Pansy is Scorpius’ mother instead of Astoria

Title: More Than a Feeling Author: NJ Coffee Queen Rating: T Genre(s): Family, Romance Chapters: 20 Word Count: 25,095 Summary: New friendships and old are set in motion on Scorpius Malfoy’s first day of school. Status: Complete Timeline: Post-Hogwarts/Post-War, EWE Published: October 25, 2012 Completed: January 2, 2013 Relationship: Engaged/Married (At Some Point), Past Romance Pregnancy/Children: Adoption [Hermione adopts Scorpius], Children Names [Ava, Rose], Draco-Doesn’t-Know, Single Parents [Draco has a son (Scorpius), Hermione has a daughter (Rose)] Themes: Cooking/Baking [Draco and Hermione cook], Scars [Hermione’s Mudblood scar] Draco: Business Man, Divorced, Redeemed, Single Father, Witty Hermione: Single Mother, Teacher, Witty Side Pairings: Blaise/Astoria Friendships: Hermione & Pansy Characters: Narcissa Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Scorpius Malfoy

Title: More to Life than Trying to Survive Author: ariel Rating: M/R Genre(s): Romance Chapters: 1 Word Count: 1,289 Summary: “We have to survive,” Draco said angrily. “and we can’t do that if we are foolish.”Hermione stared at Draco a long time.“There has to be more to life than surviving,” she said. Timeline: Year 7 Fest/Exchange: qo_ficexchange Published: January 3, 2005 Relationship: Forbidden Love/Secret Relationship Locations: Hogwarts Library Characters: Harry Potter Featured Holidays: Christmas/New Year’s

Title: More Wandless Magic with Malfoy Author: jenniferes Rating: M Genre(s): Romance, Drama Chapters: 39 Word Count: 140,951 Summary: Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy attend the Wizarding University of Paris the year after they graduate from Hogwarts. Status: Complete Timeline: Post-Hogwarts/Post-War, EWE Published: June 9, 2011 Completed: June 6, 2012 Relationship: Anniversary, Boyfriend/Girlfriend, Forbidden Love/Secret Relationship, Revealing Their Relationship Themes: Affection, Apologies [Draco and Hermione], Baths/Showers, Betrayal/Deception, Dancing, Driving [Hermione], Events/Celebrations [Parties], Ghosts/Spirits, Jealousy [Draco and Hermione], Jewellery, Muffliato Charm, Muggle Life, Polyjuice [Hermione], Portkey [Hermione], Presents/Gift Giving [Draco and Hermione exchange gifts], Quidditch/Flying, Scars [Draco’s Dark Mark], Sharing a Bed, Summer, Swimming, Travel [Menorca, Spain; Paris, France; Lohr a.Main, Germany], University, Wandless/Non-verbal Magic [Draco] Draco: Quidditch Player [Seeker], Redeemed, Snarky Hermione: Bossy, Campaigner, Emotional, Feisty, Know-It-All Locations: Grangers’ House, Malfoy Manor, Other Bars/Clubs/Pubs, Other Library, Other Restaurant, The Burrow, The Leaky Cauldron Side Pairings: Harry/Ginny, Ron/Lavender Friendships: Draco & Ginny, Draco & Goyle, Hermione & Harry, Hermione & Ron, Hermione & Ginny, Hermione & Original Character, Hermione & Viktor Characters: Antonin Dolohov, Blaise Zabini, Dean Thomas, Ginny Weasley, Grangers, Gregory Goyle, Hannah Abbott, Harry Potter, Lavender Brown, Luna Lovegood, Molly Weasley, Narcissa Malfoy, Neville Longbottom, Original Characters, Pansy Parkinson, Ron Weasley, Thorfinn Rowle, Viktor Krum Character Birthdays: Hermione Featured Holidays: Halloween, Christmas/New Year’s Part 1: The Dragon Does the Tickling - M, 30 chapters - After the war, Hermione returns to Hogwarts to complete her seventh year of studies as Head Girl, only to find Draco Malfoy has been appointed Head Boy. Her life is further complicated by the fact that Headmistress McGonagall is strongly encouraging Malfoy and her to attend one of the three wizarding universities in Europe after they graduate from Hogwarts. The story starts HG/RW, but the focus is on the development of HG/DM. Part 3: Sophomore Spells at the Wizarding University of Paris - M, WIP - Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy attend their sophomore year at the Wizarding University of Paris. This is a sequel to both the Dragon Does the Tickling, where Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy complete their seventh year at Hogwarts after the war and fall in love and More Wandless Magic with Malfoy, where they complete their freshman year at WUP. I strongly recommend reading both those stories first.

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We Can Be Better, Pittsburgh Pirates

My Dearest Pittsburgh Pirates,

Happy Opening Day! A brand new season is upon us. Opening Day is always filled with hope and optimism. I’m here to ground it in reality. Last year was rough on both of us. I said some things I didn’t mean. You played mediocre baseball. We weren’t the best versions of ourselves. You won twenty less games than you did the previous year and didn’t make the playoffs for the first time in three years. I’m sure me and the other fans haven’t taken that for granted at all. You are in a division with the defending World Champs, the Chicago Cubs, who look they will be awesome forever. You also have the St. Louis Cardinals who just gave 34 year old Yadier Molina a 3 year 60 million dollar deal. That’s a deal you will never be able to give anyone. Ever. It’s hard to compete consistently when your spending is so limited. Whether it needs to be so limited or not is another discussion all together. The fact is you can’t/won’t spend much over 100 million dollars and therefore you have to be creative in your spending. That’s why you give Daniel Hudson a 2 year 11 million dollar deal instead of giving Mark Melancon a 4 year 62 million dollar deal like the Giants did. To return to the playoffs this year, you’re going to need a lot of things to go right because you have a relatively young but talented team. More than anything, it’s just good to see you again!

You found out the hard way last year that nothing is more important than your starting rotation. The Jeff Locke/Ryan Vogelsong/Juan Nicasio/Jon Niese disaster won’t soon be forgotten but this year’s rotation has a much higher ceiling. The sure-bets for the rotation were 1. Gerrit Cole 2. Jameson Taillon 3. Ivan Nova. Chad “He’s so” Kuhl always seemed like a lock for the 4th spot which came to fruition this week. The only remaining question was who takes the 5th spot. Friday it was announced that the uber-talented but always wild prospect Tyler Glasnow would fill that role. He didn’t really earn the role as much as he was given it by default. Drew Hutchison, acquired in the Francisco Liriano salary dump last season, was given 2 million this offseason and I guarantee was your first choice for the 5th spot. He had an abysmal spring training highlighted in his last start by giving up 9 ER in under 4 innings. That was after he gave up 6 ER in his previous start. After those back to back pathetic efforts, he was demoted to Triple-A. Honestly, I’m thrilled about this. You might as well put your most talented guy out there, toss him in the deep end, and see if he can swim. If he even pitches close to his potential, it changes the entire complexion of this rotation. Put your most talented foot forward. What do you have to lose? No one is giving you a chance in a division with the Cubs anyway.

Everyone will have many different opinions on who or what is the most important aspect to your success this year. I have one word for you: health. Maybe it’s the obvious answer but your roster is getting the reputation for getting injured A LOT. You don’t think so? How many Cubs players got hurt last year? Your ace, Gerrit Cole, missed most of the season last year with an injury. Your #2, Jameson Taillon, had missed the 2014 and 2015 seasons with injuries. Your catcher, Francisco Cervelli, gets injured constantly and missed over a month last year with a broken hand. He’s already injured himself this spring as did his backup Chris Stewart. Gregory Polanco played injured most of the second half and is already suffering from shoulder soreness. Starling Marte missed the last couple weeks of the season with back spasms and twisted his ankle during the World Baseball Classic this spring. Cutch was arguably hurt for at least some of last year which led to his down season. Catch my drift? Last year’s bats didn’t suffer as much as it could have due to your bench depth but with the departures of SRod and Matt Joyce and Jung-ho Kang’s inability to get into the country that depth is highly in question. You will have to rely on Adam Frazier, Alan Hanson, and Phil Gosselin to pick up the slack if someone goes down. Far from proven commodities. The quickest thing that could sink this season will be injuries especially to the pitching staff.

I know on paper I really shouldn’t be but I’m worried about your lineup. The concern that injuries are inevitable and your lacking depth is one thing. The fact that there’s a very real possibility no one will hit more than 20 home runs on this team is scary especially considering that Jung-ho Kang might not play this year. Cutch could. Polanco could if he can stay healthy. You are more built to be a high on base percentage team which I do think is the smart way to go. I don’t really know why I’m concerned. Maybe because I’m not convinced Cutch will go back to being one of the better players in the league. Maybe the likelihood of Cervelli or Marte or Polanco getting hurt is clouding my judgment. Maybe I don’t think Adam Frazier’s current production is sustainable. Maybe I think that while Josh Harrison is a very good defensive option, he will bat about .260 with a .300 OBP. Same with Jordy Mercer. It’s not good to have too many guys like that in the lineup. The rotation is what everyone else is worried about and, believe me, I get it. I might also be comparing your lineup to teams like the Cubs who are the toast of the division so that might not be fair. You just don’t have the fire power that they do but that’s OK if you find a way to get on base. I might be overreacting. You were one of the better offenses in baseball last year but that also included 31 combined homers from Sean Rodriguez and Matt Joyce who respectfully had a .349 and a .403 OBP in a combined 531 at bats. You will not get that kind of production from your bench this year. I can promise you that. You very well might be fine. I just feel like I’m one of the only people questioning it. I’d love for you to prove me wrong.

The season doesn’t start off easy for you. Your first series is in Boston against the Red Sox, a favorite to win their division and possibly the World Series. You get the reigning Cy Young award winner, Rick Porcello, in your first game and the biggest acquisition of the offseason, Chris Sale, in the second game. After that series, you go home to face the still rebuilding Atlanta Braves. I usually make my prediction of the opening day starting lineup but I wasn’t sure of Polanco’s status. After Hurdle announced that he will be the DH and Frazier will be in LF, here’s my prediction:

LF Frazier/CF Marte/RF Cutch/DH Polanco/3B Freese/1B Bell/C Cervelli/2B Harrison/SS Mercer

Frazier is going to be the JHay of this year. He will play multiple positions and start 4-5 games per week because you love him leading off. Will he continue to be the hit machine he has been? That’s one of the many questions surrounding you this year. Will Cutch be Cutch again? Will this extremely young rotation perform and/or stay healthy? Can Tony Watson be a better closer than he was last year? Can Alan Hanson and Phil Gosselin provide adequate depth? Can Polanco take it to the next level? Can you even be mediocre at running the bases after being horrendous now that you fired your base coaches? I honestly don’t know what to expect. You could be a 90 win team or a 70 win team. We will find out starting tomorrow. I hope I didn’t come off too pessimistic. There is just a lot of uncertainty surrounding you this year. We will find out if you can bounce back or if you will remain below average. Either way, I’m so happy that you’re back. It’s the best time of the year and that’s mostly because of you. Get off to a good start and most importantly have fun. Actually most importantly win but when you win you have fun so it still applies. I love you and I’m so glad you’re back.

Your Eager Beaver,

Brad

P.S. I am seriously concerned about Tony Watson as your closer. He’s been terrific over the past few years but when he was given the closer role last year after the brilliant Melancon trade (seriously with how good Rivero looks you could have done it straight up and it would have been a good deal but you also got Taylor Hearn) his ERA was over 5.00. I think there’s a good chance Rivero ends up in the role before the season is over especially because if you struggle you will trade Watson at the deadline. Same with Cutch. Everyone who freaked out at the thought of trading Cutch does know that he will either be gone at the deadline or at the latest next season, right?

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