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whorekneecentral · 6 months

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Miss Me, Miss Me

Ruben Dias x Stones!Fem!Reader

Warnings: fwb!ruben, jack and reader are besties, alcohol and the consumption of, kyle is always annoying her, teasing, a strip tease according to reader, finger sucking, oral (f!receiving), overstimulation, fingering, orgasm denial, the use of 'whore' in a sexual/degrading context, penetrative sex (P in V ), big brother john is not having it.

Word Count: 2,952

Author's Note: this one is written solely for my pookie, that's also why ruben is so early on in this series lmao - all of these things are shit she'd eat up so pooks and everyone else, please enjoy :)

merry smutmas series

Your brother holds his annual Christmas party and you’re forced to spend the afternoon with the one person you had been avoiding all season but tis’ the season you guess.

Will they or won't they was the tagline for your relationship - if you could even call it that- with Ruben.

You had recently moved to Manchester to be closer to your older brother and your niece and nephew. You had gone to every home game you could and over the course of the season, you fell into a bit of a pattern with the Portuguese defender.

It was innocent enough at first, you two were friends who occasionally hooked up to relieve whatever stress you were having but over the years, it turned into more. Feelings got involved and it got messy so because of that, and for your brother's sake - despite him not knowing, you pulled away from Ruben.

It was never your intention to make things messy.

You hadn't seen Ruben face to face in weeks, if not months. You had still gone to games but you simply went for your brother and then left afterwards, not hanging around too long.

Ruben had a hold over you; you knew if you hung around him too long, you'd just end up in his bed again. That was the last thing you wanted.

Today was unavoidable though.

John was hosting his annual Christmas party at his place; old friends, a few of the boys from his time at Barnsley as well as his teammates and their families from Man City filled his house.

You were somehow, always on kid duty. You were in the room with a bunch of kids; Kevin's, John's, Phil's, Ederson's and a few others that you had no idea who they belonged to.

"Settle down," you tell them, trying to get them off the sugar rush to watch a movie. You tried to rock your nephew in one arm while you switched on the tv, the kids shouting 400 different movie titles all at once.

You huffed and your nephew began to cry just as you tried to ask which one they really wanted to watch but someone opened the door. Jack smiles at you, taking the remote from you when he sees how flustered you are.

He worked a miracle, getting them to quiet down enough for you to calm the baby and to be able to put on a movie for them. You sighed, sitting on the bean bag with the baby as the kids watched Finding Nemo.

Jack sits next to you, rubbing the baby's hand. "I heard the noise, figured I'd come check before they killed you," he whispered, making you chuckle.

"You're a lifesaver, Jack, really. You're good with them too, you and Sasha ever think of.."

"No," he laughed, shaking his head. "I mean, at least not yet."

You nod, smiling. "You'd be wonderful parents.. but you should go join the party, I'm okay in here."

"You're sure?" He gets up and you nod. "Go on, I'll come out in a bit." Jack smiles, nodding before he walks out and closes the door behind him.

It was about an hour later that Finding Nemo ended and the kids went looking for their parents. Those with kids ended up heading out, saying their goodnights before the party actually picks up.

You make your way into the kitchen to find Jack looking for something. "Missing something?" You asked, picking up a glass.

"Your brother said he had shot glasses somewhere?"

"Check the bottom cabinet, it should be in there. What are we drinking?" You asked, setting your empty glass back down.

"Whatever will get us drunk fast." He laughs and you smile, "you're just like me," you nudged his shoulder, reaching for the bottle of tequila on the counter.

Jack lines the empty shot glasses on the tray you found, letting you fill them up. The man picks one up before handing another one to you. "To.. the holidays!" He shrugs, tapping his glass to yours before you two down the shots, and two more rounds after that.

You send him on his way, the man dancing his way over to his girlfriend. You on the other hand, picked up the tray and made the rounds, offering shots to all of those who wanted them. Eventually, you find your way to the living room, the music playing in the background as some people danced and the others chatted.

"Pebbles!" Kyle shouts, his hand in the air to call you over. You roll your eyes, walking over to the group of men by the couch. "How many times have I told you not to call me that, walks?" You laughed.

Kyle puts an arm around your shoulder, giving it a squeeze. "You're pebbles cause Johnny is Stones and you're the little one!"

You laughed, shaking your head. "Very original, Kyle. Anyone want a shot?" You offered, holding the tray out.

John takes one, passing another one to Ruben who you've yet to look at. Kyle grabs one for himself and you go to walk away but your brother grabs your arm, bringing you back. John's arm is over your shoulder now, pulling you into his side.

"Have one with us! You're grown up now, aren't you?" He teased, nudging you to take a shot with them. You and John were only a few years apart; he was 29 and you were 24.

You nod, picking up a shot glass. "Cheers!" Kyle shouts over the music, the 4 of you tapping your glasses together before downing the contents.

Some of the tequila ended up on your fingers during the toast, your finger instinctively ended up between your lips and you don't miss the feeling of Ruben's eyes on you. Looking up, your eyes meet his and you move your hand.

"Can I go now?" You asked your brother, and he nodded before kissing your temple. "You're free to go. Go eat something before you feel sick though."

"Should take your own advice, Stones." You tell him and he tosses you a glare. "Whatever, pebbles."

Kyle and John laugh at the use of the nickname and you flip them both off, laughing as you walk away.

The night turned out to be good, you ended up hanging out with Jack and Sasha for a bit before Kyle pulled you to dance with him. He was telling John he knows how to waltz, he just needed a good partner. You were confused as to what made you qualify as a good partner but you went along with it.

At this point, everyone had left and whoever was left, was drunk as fuck and on the verge of passing out.

You slowly make your way upstairs, you have just put away the leftovers and locked the front door for the night. You walked into your room for the night, unzipping your dress as you bent over to pull some pjs out of your bag.

The knob turns and then the door unlocked, someone steps in. "Hello, what the fuck? I'm changing-" you freeze when you turn around to see who it is.

Ruben stood by the door. "It's just me."

"Okay and?" You look at him, confused as to why he's in your room. "Just because it's you, doesn't mean that gives you a right to be in here."

"It's nothing I haven't seen before, love." He smiles at you and you resist the urge to roll your eyes when he says that.

"Fuck off, will you?" You turn away from the man, your back to him as you went to get changed for bed.

Ruben doesn't take no for an answer; in life and on the pitch. He walks over to you, "don't be like that, y/n. You know I miss you," his hand rests on your hip, pulling you to him.

It was so easy for him - your mind is screaming no but your body's betraying you, giving into him before you could stop yourself.

"You don't miss me, Ruben. Shut up." You whispered, the man lowered his lips to your neck. A trail of kisses from the base of your neck up to your jaw, you're certain there's red marks all over your neck from his beard scratching on you.

Your hand instinctively reaches for his face, your palm's warm against his skin; there your body goes, betraying you again.

"I miss you, I do," he whispers against your skin, his hand sliding between the two of you, from your hip to your back. The fact that your dress was unzipped gave him free rein, his fingers running along your spine, finally resting on the curve of your spine.

"Rubes-" you breathe, feeling him suck on the sensitive spot on your neck. "We can't."

He nods, "we can."

"John could walk in."

The thought made Ruben chuckle. Yes, it'd be a mess, it would get both of you in a lot of trouble but the fact that you, at your grown age, were scared of your older brother catching you with his friend, was funny to him.

"John's passed out drunk on the couch, sweetheart. No one's coming, it's just me and you."

You turn to face the man, Ruben's chest to yours; the first few buttons of his shirt undone, the black fabric tight on his arms and the sleeve were rolled up to his elbows. Was he always such a slut or did he only recently become one?

He's already pulling the straps of your dress off your shoulders and you don't stop him, letting it fall to the floor and pool around your ankles.

Ruben's hands reach for your face, cupping your jaw. "C'mon baby, I miss you." He whispers into the quiet room, his lips ghosting over yours.

Hands wrapping around his wrists, "I miss you too." You admit, giving into him. You pull Ruben into you, kissing him.

It doesn't take long, the two of you stumbling back to the bed. Ruben ends up on top of you, your legs wrapped around him as he moves you to lay properly. He pulls away from your kiss and your wandering hands, earning him a pout.

"Why'd you stop?" You groaned, Ruben smiles at you whining as he stands, undoing the rest of the buttons on his shirt before taking it off.

You propped yourself up on your elbows, looking at the man. "Mhm, all for me?" You raised your eyebrows, making him laugh.

"Everything's for you, baby. It always is." He tells you, dropping to his knees in front of you.

The words and his actions made your head spin, you were constantly swooning over the man and today was no exception.

Ruben's lips were soft, the faintest of kisses trailed up from your calf to your thigh and he let your leg hang over his shoulder as he pulled you to the edge of the bed. You’ve propped yourself up on your elbows to look at him and Ruben drags his fingers up your thigh, moving to your clothed pussy.

"Please," you mumble, looking down at the man. Ruben smiles, "not in the mood for teasing, sweetheart?"

"Fuck you Ruben," you groaned, dropping back into the mattress when he pulls the panties to the side, his eyes fixed on your pussy but his hand reaches up, pushing two fingers in your mouth. He didn’t have to tell you, your tongue laps over his fingers.

“Taught you well,” he smiles, pulling his fingers away from your mouth.

He gives you no warning, pushing his fingers into you. The sound leaving your mouth was like heaven on earth to him.

His fingers curl upwards, your back arching at the feeling.

“Rube, please.” Your hand reaches down to wrap on his wrist but he swats your hand away, managing to pull both to rest on your stomach and his free hand over your hands, pinning them to your stomach.

Your eyes fixed on the man between your legs, looking at him in awe. Something about Ruben fascinated you; you could never put your finger on it but he was always an object of fascination, of desire. Everything about him made you want him, you couldn't explain the attraction.

It just made sense to you.

Your hips buck when you feel his tongue against your clit, your hand gripping on his hair.

Ruben knew you like the back of his hand, even with the time apart. Something didn't change and the way your hips buck, it's your way of saying you want more, who was Ruben not to give into you?

His fingers curl upwards once again and he glances up to see your head tossed back into the mattress, eyes fluttering shut.

Between his fingers and his tongue, your orgasm was teetering on the edge; he knew that much.

Ruben pulls his hands away, the sticky fingers on your thighs. A whimper leaves your lips at the loss of fullness.

"What the fuck?" You groaned, an arm over your face. If you looked at Ruben right now, you might kill him.

The clink of his belt gets your attention - maybe you'd finally get what you wanted.

Ruben scoots you back, getting on the bed, on top of you. He leans down, his lips over yours and you reach up, a hand on the back of his neck to pull him down for a kiss; you can taste yourself on his lips. He lifts your leg, resting on your hip before he lines himself up with you.

The way the tip of his cock rubbed against you and the fact that you were already on the edge from before was enough to make you beg.

"Please, Ruben."

"Please what?" He looks down at you, smiling sweetly.

Your bottom lip pulled between your teeth. "Ruben," you whined, lifting your hips towards him. "Please, fuck- god just fuck me already."

Ruben smiles, "those words really shouldn't be in the same sentence, you know." He tells you, pushing into you. You moan, ignoring his words at the moment.

Your hand wraps around his bicep, your manicured nails digging into his skin. He didn't mind the pain, especially if it was your doing.

Your legs wrapped around his waist, Ruben's thrusts were slow and deep- you can feel him everywhere, his hands, his lips, his touch. Everything about Ruben was consuming; he knew that and he loved it.

In some sick way, he loved watching you fall in love with him all over again, seeing the effect he had on you.

Ruben pulls your legs back up to his hip. “Fuck,” you breathe, his thrusts faster and harder.

How you wished you could scream his name right now.

His hand drops between the two of you, rubbing your clit; matching the pace of his hips. Your head falls back into the pillows when he hits the spot he was looking for. His fingers that were previous on your clit now shoved into your mouth to muffle the sounds tumbling from your lips.

Ruben leans down, his lips next to your ear; “you have to be quiet, you don't want everyone to know what a whore you are, do you?”

You mumble something along an okay, your hips bucking, telling him you want more. He holds you, managing to flip you two over so that you're on top and his cock is still buried in you.

He lets you take over, setting the pace and using him for your own pleasure.

“Ruben, god-” you mumble, your hand tangled in his dark hair as you bounced up and down.

"Not quite," he whispers, pulling you down to kiss along your neck. Ruben's hand behind your neck to pull you down for a kiss. “Want you to cum for me.”

His arms wrap around you when you drop against him, your face buried against his shoulder, biting down to muffle the sounds. “Good girl,” he hums, rubbing your back. "Mhm I love you." He whispers into your shoulder.

You huff, "shut up, don't ruin this for me." Ruben laughs, "whatever you say, baby. I do."

"I'm so thirsty," you get off of him, yawning.

Ruben looks over at you, "you want another round?" You roll your eyes, "not what I meant, you freak."

You get up, pulling on his shirt and a pair of shorts. Ruben lays in bed, watching as you buttoned it up. "Don't look at me like that." You tell him and he laughs, "like what, love?"

"Like you want to fuck me."

"I just did," he smiles. You roll your eyes again, something you did often in his presence. "I'm going to get water," you tell him before heading down the stairs.

When your brother hears the creaking on the stairs, he sits up, rubbing his eyes before looking over in your direction. "Y/n?"

"Johnny?" You freeze, looking at him.

"Whose shirt is that?" He asks and you look down at the black button up. "Uh, mine."

John nods, dropping down onto the couch once again. You grab the bottle of water, walking back into the living room to toss the blanket over your brother. You lean down, kissing his head before turning to head back towards the stairs.

He reaches out from under the blanket, grabbing your hand to stop you. "You better get Ruben out of my house before I get up, or I'll kill him."

"I have no idea what you're talking about," you tell him and your brother lets go of your hand, a sly smile on his face. "Yeah, okay. Maybe you two should shut up next time, or don't do it in my house? Perhaps don't wear a shirt that reeks of his cologne."

"Shut up, go back to sleep," you push him back into the couch before walking away.

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mattsturniolosmuse · 17 days

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He's A Real Mad Lad

Part 1 of Meant to Be: A Heartbreak High fanfic

Reader POV

Synopsis: You get called down to the gym because of the incest map. Cash finds out you like him, and he likes you too.

Warnings: Swearing, suggestive language, fluff, drug use, makeout, spicy

Song: WITHOUT YOU by The Kid Laroi

🎵♥ you cut out a piece of me and now i bleed eternally ♥🎵

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"Will the following students please come to the gym." A loud voice said over the intercom. I stopped talking to Quinni and Darren and listened.

"Darren Rivers."

"Quinni Gallagher-Jones."

"Sasha So."

"Spencer (Spider) White."

"Amerie Wadia."

"Harper McLean."

"Y/N L/N."

"Douglas Piggott."

"Dusty Reid."

There were more, but I didn't listen. I rolled my eyes and collected my backpack, heading to the gym. Darren and Quinni were close behind me.

You might think I'm weird. My two best friends are part of the LGBT society. Darren is queer and non-binary. Quinni is lesbian and autistic. But, I loved them more than anyone I had ever loved before.

I am aromantic. I made out with Sasha once, and have done multiple other things.

The door gym slammed behind me, and I looked around. Many of the students called were already sitting down.

"Seriously, Y/N, why do you have to wear such scandalous outfits?" The teacher asked. I looked down at myself.

Today, I was wearing leather shorts that barely covered my ass, and a hot pink cropped tank top that showed quite a bit of cleavage.

"All for the aesthetic, miss." I say sweetly. I walk past Cash, who, was biting his lip and staring at me. I blush.

I've had a crush on Cash since year 7. He was funny, but isolated, and when you got to know him, he opened up to you.

"Hey, Cash." I say, taking a seat beside him. His eyes move away from my chest.

"H-hey!" He says quickly, his face turning a dark shade of red. Darren sits on my other side, and Quinni sits beside him.

"So. The incest map." The teacher said, pulling up a photo. I groaned. Now the whole school knew what I had done and who I had done. I glanced at all the names connected to mine.

Y/N

wristy to Dusty

blowie to Spider

made out with Sasha

shagged Darren

loves Cash

Ok. I did give a wristy to Dusty, and I did blow Spider. I made out with Sasha and I do love Cash. But I did NOT shag Darren! He is my best friend and I would never, ever do anything with him. He's like a brother to me.

Cash nudges me.

"What about that, bruh?" He says, gesturing to the map.

"What, cunt?" I say.

"You love me?" He asks, smirking. I flipped him off.

Yes, for fucks sake. Yes.

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"You got any weed?" I ask Cash as we step outside of the school.

"Yeah, hold on a second." He says. He reaches into his backpack and pulls out a joint.

"Thanks." I say, lighting it.

"Yep." He responds. I take a puff, and he steals it from me, taking a puff as well. I groan.

"Now it has all of your cooties on it!" I whine playfully.

"Come on. If I kissed you you would like that, wouldn't you?" He teases. I cross my arms.

"Ooh, I hit a sensitive spot, didn't I, bruh?" He asks, poking your shoulder.

"Shut up and go back to drug dealing, you cunt." I say. He shuts up. I smirk.

"Ooh, hit a sensitive spot, didn't I, bruh?" I mock, shaking my head. He laughs.

"You want to come over for a bit?" He asks. I gulp. I've never been to his house before, and I wasn't sure I wanted to.

Fuck. Of course I did.

"Yeah, sure." I say.

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"What the fuck is that? Is it alive?" I screech, gesturing towards the goose beside Cash's bed.

"No, he's a full mad lad. He's sick, go pet him." Cash says. I look at him, expecting him to crack up laughing, but his face is dead serious.

"No, thanks." I say, walking in the opposite direction.

He sits down on his couch, and pats the empty spot next to him.

"So. This is a legitimate question, bruh." Cash says, looking at you in the eyes.

"Mhm." I squeak, getting lost (once again) in his chocolate brown eyes.

"Do you love me?" He asks.

"What?" I question.

"Do. You. Love. Me." He asks slowly. I don't respond. I have a vivid image of myself riding him on this couch.

Cash grabs my chin.

"Y/N!" He says abruptly. I snap out of my daydream.

"Y-yeah!" I say.

"So you do love me!" He says, throwing his arms up in triumph.

"What? No, I just-" I start. But I hated lying.

"Yes. Since year 7. I just didn't want to tell you because we're good friends, I didn't want to ruin what we had." I say, fidgeting with my thumbs and looking straight into my lap.

"Oh, bruh. My bunny. Come here." Cash says, pulling me into a hug.

I giggle. "You smell good."

He smiles.

"I like you too. But since year 3." Cash says, turning red again.

"Ha! Really, though?" I say serious. Cash nods. I blush, turning away. My phone buzzed. I pick it up.

MOMMA: come home, sweetheart, you need to babysit your little sister

You: on my way

"Sorry, Cash, I've got some babysitting to do, I guess." I sigh, standing up off of his couch.

"Yeah! No, no problem." He says, leading me to the door. I was half way down his steps when he called me.

"Y/N..." He says. I turn around, and the moment I do, his lips land on mine gently. He pulls away, hesitant to go further, but I wrap my arms around his head and pull him close, smashing my lips onto his again.

He drags me back into the house, guiding me into his room and pushing me onto the bed. He lifts off his shirt and climbs back on top of me, his lips attaching to mine in a passionate kiss.

I pull on his hair, and he groans into my mouth. He grinds his hips into me, and I whimper.

His tongue, finds its way into my mouth, and my hands trail over his abs and chest as our tongues fight for dominance.

The makeout lasted quite a few minutes, until his grandma came in.

"You slut! Come! I made you some bread!" She says. Cash jumps and looks behind him.

"Nan! Get out!" He says.

"Ooh la la! She's a pretty one!" His nan says. She leaves, and Cash faces me again, kissing me gently once more. I laugh.

"She's such a cute old lady." I say, lifting myself off of Cash's bed. He smiles, putting his shirt back on.

"Yeah. But not as cute as you." He says, winking.

God. He's such a dork.

#heartbreak high #douglas piggott #douglas cash piggott #cash heartbreak high #cash x reader #18+

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m-jelly · 1 year

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Hi can I get a Levi x medic!reader fic please? Where they’re secretly together as the reader is a well known doctor in sina and for her safety, they keep her ties to the scouts a secret. But like either the time when Erwin was jailed and the scouts had to go into hiding or when the rumbling happened (your choice), reader comes to Levi’s aid thus outing the relationship. How would the scouts react? The vets are already aware

@kenkopanda-art <3

The Doctor and the Captain

Pairing: Levi x fem!Dr!Reader

Genre and tags: Canon, fluff, secret romance, a secret revealed, cadets reactions.

Concept: While in hiding, the scouts get a visitor at the cottage and their Captain seems very happy about it. The cadets watch as their Captain wraps his arms around the female visitor, sharing a sweet kiss.

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Sasha sighed as she gazed out of the cottage window while her friends behind her cleaned. She let out another long sigh earning the attention of her friend Jean.

Jean glanced over to his friend and noticed not only was Sasha slacking but so was Connie. Jean knew their Captain would be a bit pissed off if he found out not all the scouts were cleaning.

Jean stormed over to his friends. "Hey, you're supposed to be cleaning. If the Captain finds out you two have been daydreaming all day, he's gonna be pissed."

Connie groaned. "We're just having a break."

"A break from what? You've not done a thing."

Sasha whined. "We've done some work."

Jean rolled his eyes. "I'm pretty sure I saw you move the brush twice, now move it."

Connie frowned. "Why is the Captain pacing outside?"

"Stop getting distracted."

Sasha pointed. "He's right. The Captain is pacing outside for some reason."

Jean looked out the window. "Huh..."

"What's happening?" Eren strolled over and looked out. "The Captain looks a bit agitated. We'll just work harder here to make him happy."

Mikasa stared out at the Captain before turning to Eren. "Eren? We should clean."

"I know, but this is odd."

Mikasa looked out the window again. "There is someone approaching."

Everyone pressed themselves against the windows. They watched as someone in a cloak and hood hurried closer. The person clutched a basket tightly and didn't look up at all. Levi prepared himself a little, his body tensing up. He shifted and blocked the view of the guest.

Connie inhaled deeply as soon as Levi threw himself at the visitor and held them. "He's hugging them!"

Sasha gasped as your hood fell back. "It's a woman!"

Jean cleared his throat when Levi yanked you against him and kissed you passionately. "Okay, time to stop watching."

Levi pulled back and smiled. "I missed you."

You welled up. "I missed you too. I was so damn worried about you. Erwin has been arrested and you're on the run."

Levi wiped your tears away. "We're okay. As I said in my letter, we need to hide for a bit."

You kissed him before picking up the basket you dropped. "I brought you some food, some medical supplies, some tea and cleaning things."

"You're the best."

You handed the basket over. "Please, be safe."

"I will." He cupped the side of your face with one hand as he said your name. "I love you."

You leaned into his touch. "I love you too."

"Would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"

You looked at the cottage to see the scouts staring. "Are you sure they won't mind?"

"They?" He turned and looked at the window to see the cadets panic and try and run. "Tch, damn kids."

You hummed a laugh. "They're just curious about their handsome Captain."

Levi sighed. "Come on. I better introduce you."

You walked with Levi towards the cottage. "Cute."

Levi shoved the door open. "Tch, oi, oi, oi, you brats, this is my partner." He introduced you. "Be nice."

Sasha gasped. "You're the Captain's girlfriend!?"

You nodded. "That's right. It's lovely to meet you all." You bowed to each one when Levi introduced you. "Levi has told me so much about you all."

Levi hummed. "They might be brats, but they're good."

You giggled. "Well, I think you're all wonderful. Shall we have a nice lunch break?"

Sasha jumped up and down. "Please!"

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thecatkingdom9 · 10 months

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It Was Love At First Sight

Warnings use of y/n. I Don’t think there’s more. Now when I reread it it’s just ass.

W/n: gonna do a part 2 but I just thought of this idea, did not come out how I wanted but yeah. Also the last bit is copied from a TikTok I made. Also not the best representation of my writing but if you see this and like supergirl/Sasha Calle and want to see more fanfics of her please request any ideas at all.

Masterlist

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You made it to the bat cave where you hid for a little while while watching a random guy get electrocuted. You waited for Bruce’s signal to come down. As it got around that time you got ready to jump.

“That’s a interesting group you got there” Bruce said

“There’s always room for one more” Flash said.

“You wanna get nuts, let’s get nuts, but wait aren't you missing someone” once you heard Bruce say that you jumped down behind them scaring them.

“Hey I’m Y/n I’m here to help”

“Why should we trust you”

“I’m a friend of Bruce’s and I have technology that would help you quite a lot and also can help with that second beam thing”

“What second beam thing” Barry said.

“I’ll only tell you if you let me join,”you paused but got no response “what can I do to regain your trust”

“Take off the mask” Barry yelled

I look to Bruce and all he does is nod yes. You reach and take off the mask. “Hello I’m y/n l/n, do you need more information”

“You can join” Flash said.

“Thank you” you say that as then you see a third person, this whole time you’ve only seen Barry and flash but you see a third appear. You both make eye contact. The feeling you dreaded hit you, you trusted her without even knowing her. You didn’t realize it but she felt the same way.

Flash sees the way you look at eachother” we never introduced our self’s im Barry Allen he’s Barry Allen and that’s Kara or supergirl”

“Hello Kara I’m y/-“

“Y/n I know” wow her voice, man how are you already head over heels I mean you were just immediately thinking It Was Love At First Sight, but the dread of not knowing if she liked you or not did not help with the fact you trusted her so much.

Time skip(this is set that the fight is later)

You and Kara kept stealing glances every time either one of you were in eye range of each other.

You just had to see her, you just had to tell her how you felt. So much so you planned to tell her that night because that morning you saw into the multiverse, showing it’s most likely you’ll die.

(Ps I forgot to say this but you can check the multiverse for things so yeah sorry)

Bruce didn’t trust her and didn’t want to see you hurt, after all he just got you back and you’ve both been since he retired. He tried voicing his concern but it never worked.

You started walking to where Kara’s room was until you felt someone pull you into dark room. The light turned on and it was Bruce.

“What are you doing Bruce”

“I wish you wouldn’t see that woman to night y/n”

“How could I stay away, Bruce for the first time in my life I’m completely head over heels in love.

“But y/n”

“I know what you're thinking, I have a mission to perform and I have no right to fall in love,but things don’t always work out the way we'd like to have them work out Bruce. I’m not a kid Bruce and you know that”

“Y/n how do you know”

“Because Bruce I just do, and if she betrays me that’s my fault not yours, I Barely just met her what 2 days ago and I already love and trust her, that should say a lot”

“I don’t want you hurt”

“I know Bruce but you have to let go, I’m a adult now, and I mean I’ve had to grow up for a while”

“Since your parents”

“Since my parents”

“Go get her y/n”

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W/n: I don’t like this fan fix that much but the second part will be better and also the next one will be hopefully. Also this is the TikTok I’m talking about.

#sasha calle #sasha calle x reader #super girl #supergirl x reader #supergirl

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kaseyskat · 2 years

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a little warm up royal au vignette: the pre-attack royal au marcanne dynamic fucks me over so hard and i was missing them so

Something that they’ve always had trouble with reconciling; Marcy never stays.

It’s been a recurring feature in their livelihood. When Anne is growing up and Sasha soon alongside her, Marcy is the one running to catch up with them, alternating her time between the palace with her father or at home with her mother. She never liked home much, but as a kid she had no choice in the matter– one of the numerous reasons she had pushed so hard on her training, had come back ready to blaze a trail in more ways than one.

She flits around the palace even then, constantly moving, finding pathways that Anne had never known about, keeping herself mysterious and vaguely threatening so that the council won’t dare disturb her or her work. It’s good work, too– her ideas keep the queendom thriving, and while Sasha complains of torment constantly, Anne’s just happy that her best friend is proving her merit.

Marcy never stays, which is why when she’s standing to leave the room - common courtesy, because she shouldn’t be there in the first place, the sleepovers of old are long gone and she knows that just as well as Anne does, the absence of their youth hanging over them both like a chokehold - Anne isn’t even thinking as she grabs for Marcy’s wrist, holding her in place.

“Stay,” she whispers, and it is supposed to be a powerful command from the Crown Princess, but instead it comes out a strangled plea from an estranged friend. “Please.”

And Marcy… hesitates.

"Is this an order for me, Your Highness?" she questions, and with the way the light reflects off her glasses, Anne can't make out her expression– though she's sure her own constricts. "Because you look like you need your rest, and I have work to do."

"Marcy," Anne pleads, "stop that. It's not… I'm not ordering you to do anything."

"Then I can't stay," Marcy says, her voice a flat, polished monotone. She glances down at the place where Anne is still clutching her wrist, and finally the light shifts enough to reveal a sliver of her eyes and the way they shimmer like distant stars. "I'm sorry."

"You never stay," Anne mutters. It's petulant and whiny and she doesn't mean to allow the words to slip out but they do and Marcy startles at their ferocity. "I'm not ordering you to stay here, I'd never do that, but… I'm so tired of this, Marmar. I want you to stay as my friend."

"Anne…" Marcy whispers.

"Please," Anne shifts her hold so she can intertwine her fingers with Marcy's, hold her steady just like they'd do as kids, just like she's longing to do again. "Keep me company for the night. I won't ask this of you again, I promise, but tonight I… I need you."

Marcy bites at her lip, but she finally steps inwards, and her fingers curl around Anne’s own. “You make things so hard sometimes,” she says, and it’s half under her breath, light as a feather– Anne doesn’t know if she was meant to hear it. “Okay. I’ll stay. But just for the night?”

“That’s all I’m asking for.” Anne smiles gratefully, and finally, finally, Marcy smiles back.

From there, it’s as easy as breathing, guiding Marcy back into the bed she had made herself home in before like they are children again having one last sleepover. Anne’s already dressed for bed, and though Marcy isn’t, her uniform is light and airy, and all Anne has to do is carefully slide her glasses off the bridge of her nose, holding them delicately in her hands as she transfers them to her bedside table.

“It’s been awhile since we’ve done this,” she admits out loud later, when she’s laying on her back and she has Marcy, her Marcy, tucked up against her side. “Since I’ve done this, with anyone. Is that strange?”

“It’s a little strange,” Marcy hums, and she yawns, giving away just how exhausted she was. “You could have the entire world laying at your feet, you know. Not just because you’re the princess– because you’re Anne.”

I don’t want the entire world, Anne thinks, I want you. She’ll never have the courage to admit it at loud, she can hardly come to terms with the swell of emotions already, she’s tired and aching for something - someone - that will never fully belong to her no matter what she says, and yet she wants her so badly she’s resorted to this; demanding Marcy stay when she had wanted to leave, begging for her time and attention, holding her tight, so tight she can’t escape, and hoping beyond hope that it’ll be enough for her.

And maybe she is holding Marcy against her will, but then again, Marcy’s always been obnoxiously stubborn and determinedly one-minded when she wants to be; wouldn’t she have said something if she truly was being held without her consent?

“Well, I don’t want that,” she settles, and she might be holding Marcy to her side but there’s still a massive barrier separating them; at least, that’s what it feels like. “You should get some rest. We don’t… have to talk, if you don’t want.”

Marcy mumbles something completely inaudible– Anne only catches her from the small movement of her mouth. “Goodnight, Anne,” she says louder, afterwards, her eyes fluttering as she turns her head into Anne’s shoulder.

There are still a million words left unsaid, but Anne too closes her eyes and she breathes, shuddering as she fully comes to terms with what she’s done, the crime she has committed in asking Marcy to stay with her.

Oh well. What’s done is done, and all Anne can do is relish in the feeling of her Marcy against her, the warmth that buzzes through her, and the knowledge that this can never, ever happen again.

#kasey writes stuff #amphibia royal au #royal au my beloved #annarcy #marcanne #anne boonchuy #marcy wu #they are just. god. the fucking yearning #you think royal au sasharcy is the worst for the yearning? no theyre the worst for stupidity #marcanne has the worst yearning dynamic here #tearing my hair about them constantly

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lycanlovingvampyre · 1 year

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MAG 200 Relisten

Activity on my first listen: sitting in my hammock chair on the balcony

It's still that same Tuesday I started with MAG 195. But it's 6 pm now, so I was toying with the idea of saving this last episode for later. Since it was only one episode and no way to get anything done in just 25 minutes, I decided to listen to it right away. Back then I didn't know TMA was supposed a tragedy because I kept off everything TMA on the internet to avoid spoilers. And I was so used to mainstream fiction which for the most part was not daring enough to really get into mean endings. And I don't speak of just bad endings, I mean really, reaaaally mean ones. The Mist comes to my mind, I thought that was particularly unlucky. And, as I said last episode, I missed that Jon gave Georgie his lighter XD In these few hours since I listened to MAG 197 I didn't really have time to process what all of this meant. I just wanted to see Jon and Martin okay. So I went out on the balcony, got cozy in my hammock and thought to myself "Alright! Time so save the world!"... Oh boy xD

JON: "Jonah Magnus! …" [ARCHIVIST STATIC RISES] JON: "Ceaseless Watcher, you know why I am here. Release him." [STATIC CRESCENDOS AND THEN DIES DOWN AS CHANTING AND BACKGROUND STATIC DRONE CEASE] “Ceaseless Watcher, you know why I am here” is so anticlimactic XD What happened to theater kid Jon? Also yeah, at that point on my first listen I got a bit suspicious. We have only heard Jon until now. No Martin...

JONAH/ELIAS: "What’s – ? Wh-what’s going on? Where – ?" [METAL BLADE IS DRAWN] Hey uhh... Where did they have the knife from? XD I mean, there is so much weight put on that lighter, that they NEED it for the plan because they couldn't get fire elsewhere apparently? But they had a knife... Totally possible that Martin brought it from the cabin though back when he didn't know what to expect from the outside world.

JONAH/ELIAS: "Where’s Martin? I rather thought he’d be the one to do the deed. …" [METALLIC CLINK] JONAH/ELIAS: "Ah, I see. Going it alone, are we? Probably for the best. Empathy only holds you back in the end." Cue Surprised Pikachu Face me XD (Also fuck you, Elias. Even now he still mocks Jon.)

JONAH/ELIAS: "Uh, L-Look, John, a-as fun as all this melodrama is, enough is enough. We both know you that don’t have it in you –" [FOOTSTEPS, FOLLOWED BY SOLID CONNECTION] JON: "That was for Sasha." JONAH/ELIAS: "J-Jon, wait!" [ANOTHER BLOW, ACCOMPANIED BY WHEEZING] JON: "For Tim." JONAH/ELIAS: [Afraid] "P-Please Jon!" [AND AGAIN] JON: For Gertrude, and all the others." [WINDED, LABOURED BREATHING] This however is music to my ears xD Thinking back to MAG 162, Tim speculating that Jon wouldn't avenge them...

JONAH/ELIAS: [Wheezing, pitiful] "P-Please Jon… [coughs] I don’t want to die." JON: "Neither did they." JONAH/ELIAS: [Soft, terrified] "No, no… N–" JON: "But no-one escapes at the end." [WITH EFFORT, THE ARCHIVIST STABS DEEPLY] [EXTENDED SOUNDS OF CHOKING & GURGLING DEATH RATTLE] [BODY SLUMPS HEAVILY] Okay first, my reaction during my first listen: Shocked. Like "no, no, no, no, what is he doing" (still in denial) "Okay, how can we turn this around..." Second, thinking of MAG 82. Never underestimate your opponent. Elias saying that Jon doesn't have to stomach to kill a man in cold blood. And that's exactly what happens here. No Eye-magic, no "Ceaseless Watcher". Just a man killing another man. I do like that this is the last thing Jon does before you could argue he lost his connection to humanity.

JON: [Pained] "– the flaying of skin… burning, retching on the smog of… hide, hide, hide… it is not real but still it comes to… falling through the pitch black daa-aaaaaargh!" Oh man, that moment when it looks like he cannot control it and is just as hollow as Elias was when he was "in charge".

So the first Fear to exist was the Hunt. Was then already the Dark? Cause "because they knew the dark held flashing talons and shining eyes". But with the minds the Dark was mentioned after the End: "The fear of their own end, of the things that lived in the darkness, became a fear of the darkness itself."

"And as they grew to know what it is that they saw, to give it names, and struggle at learning, so too did they learn to fear that their eyes might deceive them, or show them too much. And as they learned to know their friends and kin, so too did they learn to fear the unknown figure, the coming of the stranger" Eye already there at the beginning? Spiral then perhaps? And then the opposite of the Eye, the Stranger. Kind of surprised it was only birthed then. I also see mimicry in the Stranger. Was that still part of the Hunt? What about animals who lived in colonies, getting their leader switched out with a younger stranger who came to conquest the herd.

"and the silence when they were alone." Lonely.

"And when they found fire, that bright ignition of home and hope and progress, the thing that was fear gorged itself on a newfound terror once again." Desolation.

"And as these tiny, strange minds grew and learned, they did something new. They began to take their thoughts, their instincts and their horrors, and they crystallised them. They gave them sound and form and shape to share them." But this is the Eye for sure, right?

"And as they did the thing that was fear felt itself began to tear, to crack and fracture along a thousand unseen fault lines. It bled and warped and multiplied, and could no longer see itself as once it did. It could never be whole again." Hm... why?

"But within these forms were freedoms, new and wonderful dreads to push and explore, new muscles to flex." This already sounds fleshy, but I thought the Flesh only really formed after livestock got out of hand.

"The joy of oozing, crawling pestilence as minds distrusted their own corrupted bodies." Okay, Corruption.

"And as they grew to learn their place within the world, the pathetic meagreness of their own existence, they could not spin a story rich or grand enough to fully hide their own awful insignificance, lost and alone in the terrible greatness of the universe." Vast.

"And by the time these minds had reached a point of intricacy to lie and scheme and puppet one other, they had also learned to conceive of war." Web and Slaughter.

"And so it drew its plan to escape not only this ephemeral cage of non-existence, but even the very reality into which they might break, and it chose its fool: The Great Eye, the most unwise of all the fragments, forever seeking and consuming knowledge that it could not comprehend." Wow, I do not appreciate that XD What a diss...

I missed the Buried somewhere...?

MARTIN: "Oh thank god. Just, just, just stop what you’re about to do, okay? I know that you think that a– … What’s that?" A smoothie?

JON: "I did. I am." MARTIN: "Why?!" JON: "You know why. I can’t let them out. I can’t! Not again." MARTIN: "Oh, what have you done, Jon!" JON: "Go tell the others. It’s over." MARTIN: "N-No… you don’t understand!" JON: "What?" I like to think Jon's the same, but he sounds so free of emotion here. Only getting a bit harsher at "I can't let them out. I can't!". And that "What?", it's still flat but there is also an almost belittling tone to it...

MARTIN: "I didn’t think you’d go through with it! Not without me! I can’t believe you’d do this! That you’d leave me like this! You swore to me! You swore to me, you bastard!" T________T That reaction is so real.

JON: "Martin! I’m still here." MARTIN: "Are you!? How much of you is even left now?" JON: "It’s still me, Martin. I’m still here." MARTIN: "How would you even know?" JON: "… I’m sorry Martin, I am, but it’s done. You can hate me, you can scream at me, but it won’t change anything. I had to do this." What I find the most hurtful in this is Jon's apathy. He seems so content, even though his boyfriend is screaming at him.

JON: "And you promised." MARTIN: [Angry trembling] "Don’t you dare say that. Don’t you dare!" Jon thinks he kept his promise. For him it always meant that there is an option in which no one else would come to harm. For Martin it was literally anything that didn't require Jon to end up like this.

MARTIN: "You’re not listening! You never listen! They are down there fighting those things, and lighting it right now!" JON: "It’s fine, Martin, I’ll call off the servitors. They can’t light it, they don’t have… they don’t…" Okay, maybe... just maybe there after Martin's line there could have been room for a Girl(s) on Fire (see what I did there? xD) scene. But I feel like Jon's line would have had to be changed then for re-entering the Panopticon scene... I can't really see it working though, I think the whole thing in the Panopticon works as it is!

JON: [PATS CLOTHING] "Wait a – Oh… Oh, no." I was like "wait what???" xD

Only after the explosion hits Jon seems to regain a bit of emotions. Did becoming the Pupil of the Eye really strip him of humanity? Was the Eye taking so much space that Jon couldn't really get through with his emotions. With the Panopticon starting to crumble it would make sense that the Eye is losing power and so it also loses its grip on him.

JON: [Struggling] "No! I can feel the pull… The web, the tapes, it wants – No! I won’t let it!" Oh man, that monstrous tone to "No! I won't let it!". Even though we know that's him, especially this part it him and him alone. He’s fighting so hard.

JON: "Martin, get out of here! What’s going to be left of me after this, you can’t see that." That seems more like him. In tone and context.

JON: "Martin, please! I can’t lose you. Not like this…" MARTIN: "Tough! Okay? Where you go, I go!" JON: "That’s the deal…" I'm glad they agree on this.

JON: "Okay." MARTIN: "What?" Oh god, he knows this doesn't sound good...

JON: "Do it! The knife’s just there. Let them go." MARTIN: [Tearful] "I’m not going to kill you!" Aw man, when you think there’s no way this is gonna get any worse...

JON: "Cut the tether. Send them away." You coooould, technically, take this literally and Martin did not stab Jon but only cut him free from the Eye! And they go somewhere else and everything will be sunshine and rainbows, right?... Right???

JON: "Maybe we both die. Probably. But maybe not. Maybe, maybe everything works out, and we end up somewhere else." Gonna bring that up again in a bit! But also this and then the ending scene with the girls give us that beautiful ambiguous ending.

MARTIN: "Together?" JON: "One way or another. Together.” Throwback to MAG 154... Don’t know if it was intentional, but it’s beautiful.

MARTIN: "I don’t think I can…" JON: "It has to be you. The Eye won’t let me do it." What was it with Daisy? That it felt right, that the people we love are actually the only ones who can hurt us? It really has to be Martin. (It also works with Jon killing Elias. Elias liked Jon in a way, he was proud of Jon in that sick disgusting way. Jon was the reason he got what he wanted. And it only makes sense that Jon was the only one who could take it from him. So Jon could hurt him.)

MARTIN: [Sobbing] "Are you sure about this?" JON: "No. But I love you." MARTIN: "I love you too." [KISS] At that point on my first listen I was ugly-crying so hard I didn't even hear the kiss xD I read it online a few days later and was super confused like "I didn't hear anything!!", checked the transcripts and went back to listen to that part again - and get my heart crushed again :`) Do we know where that sound effect comes from? Because I remember Alex screaming when Anil suggested he and Jonny actually should make out: “We did it and it didn’t work!” xDDDD

[MARTIN STABS DEEPLY; THERE IS A SINGLE GASP] [PAINED SOB] That is so good... The gasp, Martin crying. Alex really knows how to cry XD I was already impressed by that back in MAG 118. Hm... I thiiink I could do it as well. I start crying very easily. Just channel some shit that happened. Hard part would be stopping to cry then xD Oh, since we have two stabbings in this episode I just wanted to raise some trivia about Christopher Lee correcting Peter Jackson on set of The Lord of The Rings. It was about the sound a person actually makes when they got stabbed in the back. Because Christopher Lee served in WW2 and he heard that sound first hand... And it actually is just a gasp, because the air is driven from your lungs. So very well done here!

And there we have it. Martin did the one thing he said he won't do under no circumstances... In MAG 129 he said he won't let Jon die again, and now he's even the one doing it. In MAG 186 he also said he won't do it, he can't. And in MAG 199 he admitted to think he can’t actually imagine ever making a decision that he knew meant losing him. But Jon gave him an out for this one. He said there's a chance that everything works out and that they end up somewhere else. So Martin does in fact not know if this truly means losing Jon.

[DISTORTED SCREECH, WITH SOUND LIKE TAPE RAPIDLY UNSPOOLING AMIDST A RISING CRESCENDO OF STATIC] [THEN… CLICK] Is that the spider web? I never pulled it through a spectograph myself.

GEORGIE: [Calling] "You found something?" BASIRA: "Just one of the old tape recorders." I don't think the Fears still linger in their world. I know this has been a theory since one of the tape recorders is still here. I personally wouldn't think to much into it aside from it simply being a narrative device here. And the recorder did stay off this time when Basira turned it off. Maybe after that the recorder fucked off to the rest of the tapes, reaching Jon and Martin Somewhere Else to let them know everyone is okay over there. I don't think Annabelle lied. Yes, the Web manipulates but I think it does it surprisingly often by presenting the truth, but in a way so people interpret it in the exact direction the Web wants them to.

GEORGIE: "No. Still no sign of them." BASIRA: "No bodies, though. That’s a good sign, maybe?" GEORGIE: "Maybe." Georgie and Basira, who were both very much friends with Jon at the end, still cling on to them.

MELANIE: "Maybe it’s time to accept that they’re gone." Of course Melanie is the first one to close this chapter.

MELANIE: "And, honestly, it’s probably for the best. I mean, I just don’t think people would exactly be understanding. You remember what happened when they found Simon Fairchild?" GEORGIE: "Yeah…" MELANIE: "And he’s not just some powerless left-behind avatar, you know? We’re talking about ‘The Archivist’." Melanie does have a point here. I love that everyone remembers what happened. This must be such a fucked up world right now. Not least because holy hell, the streets must be carnage, people openly performing vigilantism... Even when it comes to the case of Simon Fairchild I do like a bit of karma.

I do wonder how everyone was doing during the process of going back to the normal world. Did people magically reappear where they were before the Eyepocalypse? With all of them remembering what happened (because it did very well happen) I think this didn’t go so well. The Eyepocalypse happened, and then it just ended. People in Buried domains just stay exactly where they are... Buried and suffocating. People in Vast domains actually raining down to the ground... (Yeah, I know, I just made the post-change world even more fucked up.) Oh god, would those people in the Mortal Garden turn back or just stay the way they are and die instantly...

BASIRA: "Yeah okay, you’ve made your point. [sigh] Would just be nice to know for sure." GEORGIE: "All we can do is hope." BASIRA: "I suppose." Yeah, what Melanie said can give them at least some ease. But I can understand than knowing for sure can help them find closure.

GEORGIE: "We should go. It’ll be dark soon, and we still need batteries for the nightlights." For all the victims of Dark domains. This also sounds like they are not back to their normal infrastructure... No power yet. Preppers in the US must be so proud of themselves right now and I hate that thought.

MELANIE: "And I’m sure Rosie’s keen for us to take the Admiral back off her hands." GEORGIE: "She’s alright, he’s calmed down a lot." MELANIE: "Thank god for tinned tuna." Yay Admiral!!!

BASIRA: "If anyone’s listening… Goodbye. I’m sorry, and… Good luck." Yes, we! We are still listening! (I immediately got from this forth wall break that we're supposed to be one of the universes the Fears moved to and this is the reason we got to hear this story.)

I would have loved to have any indication that Georgie could feel fear again, just to twist the knife a bit more!

Okay, when the credits started I also caught myself thinking "The Magnus Archives WAS a podcast distributed..." xD My second thought was "Fuck, they could have saved Daisy!!!"

Okay, my headcanon for the ending/the boys! You know what? I think this was the only way for Jon and Martin having a shot of possibly making it out alright. Traveling with the Fear. We know the Web can repair damages to the human body that would be fatal. If it can repair a cracked skull, it surely can repair a stab wound. And since the Fears exist in this new world they ended up the Web can do exactly that. If the Eye can like people (Martin), I'm sure the Web can like them all the more. It already liked Martin, but I'd say it also likes Jon. Both of them were basically its tools to get what it wants. So the Web gave them a chance at life in the new world (also, can’t harvest fear from dead people, so better if they’re alive). Jon would be free from the Eye since Martin cut the tether. Martin however... I feel like killing Jon in the collapsing Panopticon is his metaphorical death. It would work both for the Lonely (killing his loved one) or the Web (carrying out its plan), so depending on what one likes better, there's possibility for Lonely!Martin and Web!Martin. Jon would probably need hell of a lot of therapy... Martin as well. I'm a bit of a sucker for the headcanon that Jon and Martin did break up Somewhere Else only to find each other again when they had time to work through their trauma. Took me a bit to come up with that headcanon though, after I finished TMA I thought there was no way they could have survived/maybe just Martin survived and is now alone in a new world.

So on my first listen when I was done with the episode I felt strangely... nothing? I texted my sister that I had finished TMA now and that I don't know what to think of the ending. I guess binging S5 in just 5 days was a bit heavy when it comes to breaks I would have needed to process.

Cause and effect of the "feel nothing" thing, but at first I also found the last episode kind of underwhelming. Like there's missing something. Don't actually know if I felt nothing because I found it underwhelming or if I found it underwhelming because I felt nothing. After I had time to process and think about it some more, I do think it's very good as it is. I mean, it's hard to top MAG 160, that was just my personal peak in fiction. And I do think if TMA ended after something like MAG 160, after something that was soooo utterly "OMFG", I'd just be mad that I don't see how it went afterwards. It's the same with endgame ships. I fucking hate it when they finally get together in the last few minutes of the entire thing. Inu Yasha, She-Ra (I'd say Life is Strange, but there's a comic, so yay!). I want to see the couple together, otherwise all the URST was just the worst possible tease and "ha ha, in your face" ever, like thanks for nothing! Really glad, TMA didn't do that and we got to see an entire season of Jonmartin.

When I listened with my spouse, so basically my first relisten, I pulled through till the end. But on my second relisten I stopped after MAG 199. I really didn't want to listen to MAG 200.

Aaaaand I’m gonna do the recap of story progression here, because we now finished the main thing. So s1-4 copy-paste and then s5! MAG 1 bis 19: Start of September 2020 - July 2021 (11 months) MAG 20 - MAG 40: July 31st 2021 - August 19th 2021 (20 days) MAG 41 - MAG 80: August 19th 2021 - September 2nd 2021 (15 days) MAG 81 - MAG 120: September 2nd - September 20th 2021 (19 days - with 7 days intermission) MAG 121 - MAG 160: September 20th 2021 - October 1st 2021 (12 days) MAG 161 - MAG 200: October 1st 2021 - October 5th 2021 (5 days)

@a-mag-a-day

#a-mag-a-day #mag 200 #tma #I guess there are no spoilers anymore right?#thanks everyone who read my thoughts during this #and especially for reading wall of texts like these last two episodes #I can't believe that I actually did that every single fucking day #I did want to write down my thoughts on each episode anyway so this event was a nice push to do it

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starship--aurora · 6 months

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episode one liveblog (sort of) let’s go

jon sims you dramatic fucker. /aff

did not miss the four minutes of ads LMAO

you can HEAR the contempt in his voice as he talks about gertrude.

”i don’t count martin” giggling, i love asshole jon.

”tim, sasha, and. yes, i guess, martin.”

ANGLERFISH ANGLERFISH ANGLERFISH.

”recording by jonathan sims, head archivist of the magnus institute, london” DUDE. i don’t know why that took me so aback.

mike. like michael. goddamnit jonny sims, what’s it with mikes and michaels.

THE STATIC.

“can i have a cigarette?”

i love the background music so much.

i remember thinking how much he got into it, how much of a theatre kid he seemed to be.

ANGLERFISH.

”i looked at their feet, and saw that they weren’t quite touching the ground.”

torch. i always forget that torches are the same thing as flashlights.

“statement ends, this was fucking stupid”

sasha mention <3

”look at this drunk creeper, ell-oh-ell.” i hate how he says lol, i don’t know what it is about it LMAO.

episode two!

JOSHUA GILLESPIE <3

i remember one time while rambling to my mother about joshua, she kept thinking i was saying “lesbian” and not “gillespie”.

got bored this is being continued hours later.

joshua gillespie you absolute fucker, i love you and want to kiss you on the mouth.

oh no, what ever shall you do, waking up with the key.

”perhaps a bit elaborate” Joshy Boy Elaborate Is What You Need.

”it’s odd how fear can become as routine as hunger.”

yeah, my living room coffin is making weird noises, Music Time.

ooo, knock knock.

hi john. surprised to see you, shocked to see me.

smash smash on the ground.

breekon and hope, let’s go. i love.

joshua gillespie, the hero. we salute you.

”it’s always nice to hear my hometown isn’t always devoid of odd happenings”

giggle that was great.

episode three!!

tmagp ad, oh em gee (<- this loser listened to tmagp premier today and is very normal about it)

”she sleeps with other women” what is this ad, i want to listen to this podcast. /hj

”rusty quill presents… the magnus archives…” stop with your verbal ellipsis, dude. LMAO

”jonathan sims, head archivist of the magnus institute, london”

GRAHAM!!!!! I love Graham so much.

”hey man, i always see you writing, how’s your notes coming along?” “i. i don’t take notes?”

sexy graham rights.

the amount of times i’ve had to rewind because i didn’t process it.

“hey graham” “HOLY SHIT”

public transport is scary, no judgement there.

i honestly never understood the statement giver’s discomfort with graham. to the point you couldn’t even let him see which building.

yeowch graham what did you do. 😔

“apparently he was gay.”

weird hooks weird hooks weird hooks woo.

graham’s notebooks 🥰.

graham honestly sounds like an interesting guy, i think if i’d ever met him, i’d befriend him.

TABLE. WAIT, IS IT THE TABLE USED TO TRAP NOTTHEM?

wait. wait wait wait. oh my god.

it is i think.

stalking your coworkers is Creepy. jon, please don’t take ideas. (jon then proceeds to take ideas)

driving through ohio at night is fun, ngl.

i saw him take one of his notebooks. he ate it.

wowza, all sexy gay people eat notebooks, do you eat notebooks?

“i even saw him freak out at the ice cream truck” that is honestly me. any loud sound? i panic like there’s no tomorrow

memorizing his pizza order <3

fuck capitalism. (“i had to drop out of the college course to work late nights”)

notthem notthem notthem wooohooo

okay i take it back, ohio backroads are NOT fun at night.

notthem <3

yeah i kinda. just stood there.

the background music slow rising!!

”from my months of watching” haha

not!graham!!

imposter? like…… among…

i love the description so much.

aw man, bye notebooks ✌️

hey amy, i’m going to come to your house.

statement ends!

tim mention ��️❤️❤️.

“i trust coworker testimony as far as i can burn it.”

ohio hills and sharp turns at night are not fun, my stomach is in my throat.

JOURNAL JOURNAL JOURNAL JOURNAL

KEEP WATCHING.

#tma #the magnus archives #live-blogging #i discovered my attention span is absolutely horrible #the first two episodes were listened to at like 10:00 this morning then decided i was bored and listened to the mechs for the next few hour #i only started episode three at like 6:30-7:00 PM #mag 1 #mag 2 #mag 3 #edit forgot to mention this is a relisten

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strangerparks · 2 years

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When She’s Gone

Plot: Phoenix leaves Hangman and their children behind as she goes on a mission. Leaving Hangman to try and help the kids when they miss there mom.

Warnings : None, just fluff :)

Authors Note: This is my first fic so please be kind! Also I do not own the right to the characters of Hangman, Phoenix, and Bob

Goodbyes were always the hardest no matter how many times it had been. Phoenix was used to saying goodbye to Hangman it hurt but they had a rountine. They both understood that this was difficult thing to do, but being married somehow made it harder and easier all at once. Leaving her kids was complete different story. Her sons Nick and Shepherd or more affectionately known as “Shep” were 6 and 4 had started to understand why mom had to leave. Her daughter on the other hand Sasha who was only two threw a fit when Jake had to take his daughter out of his mothers hands.

“Bye sweetheart, I love you okay. Be good for you daddy.” Natasha ever the brave held back tears.

Her daughter was still wailing in Jake’s arms confused as to why her mom was leaving her. Sasha had Jake’s glowing green eyes and it hurt to see them upset. Phoenix’s WSO, Bob passed by giving a knowing glare to Jake.

“Make sure she comes home to me.” He directed to Bob.

Bob smiled knowing that partly he couldn’t make that promise to hangman and that if anyone was in charge up in the air it was Phoenix.

“I love you Nat. Just come home to me okay.” Jake softly spoke which landed one last goodbye kiss confirming that she loved him too. She kissed each of her children on the forehead before walking away.

The boys managed to hold it together and by that point Sasha had calmed down a little. The four of them walked away going back to there car.

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It had been two weeks since Natasha had left and for the most part the kids were good.However, they were only at the half way point of the mission and she wouldn’t be home for another two weeks at best. Once Jake had gotten everyone to sleep and headed back downstairs to watch a little TV before going to sleep himself. It hadn’t been that long when he heard little footsteps make there way down the staircase. The green eyed and dark hair girl turned to corner and tried to hide her face so that her father wouldn’t see her.

“Sasha Seresin what are you doing up young lady.” He chuckled.

The little girl a bit frazzled showed her face and walked over to her dad where he sat her down in his lap.

“miss mommy.” She looked down and a tear fell down her face. Hangman heart sunk as he took his hand to her face and whiped away her tear. He hated how upset she was when there wasn’t anything he could do about it.

“I know you miss mommy and I miss mommy too. But, she's helping people right now and we got to put on our bravest faces alright. Sasha can you show me you bravest face.” He smiled.

The little girl straighten her shoulders and put her little fist on her hips and looked straight ahead. Jake pushed her hair out her face and kissed her on the forehead.

“That’s my girl.” He exclaimed. “Hey do you want to watch some video’s of mommy on my phone.”

Sasha nodded her head and hangman whipped out his phone flipping to his camera roll. He turned his little girl around so now she was laying on his chest so that they could both see the video. He started one video and it was in the hospital after Sasha had been born. Nat was teasing about what she would do with a little girl. The video panned to the newborn sound asleep in her mothers arms.

“You know who that is?” Jake questioned.

“BABY” Sasha yelled.

“Not just any baby thats you sweetheart.” He smiled. She shook her head in disbelief “Just watch it okay.”

The video went back up Nat who had the biggest smile on her face. She held her daughter up to her face making sure she could get her into the camera frame. “This is Sasha Michelle Seresin. Oh Jake isn’t she perfect.”

Sasha looked up at her dad in disbelief and he winked back at her.

“Of course she is” You could hear him behind the camera. “She looks just like her mama.”

“But with your green eyes.” Natasha giggled looking down at the baby. The video ended and Sasha looked up with those big green eyes this time filled with joy.

“More, More” She insisted.

“Alright a few more videos then its off to bed for real.” Jake exclaimed back to her.

He pressed the next video and a few more after that before the little girl feel fast asleep in her fathers lap. He finally moved her back up to her bed and fixed the photo on her nightstand which just so happened to be the photo of Jake and Nat bringing there baby girl home from the hospital.

#hannix #jake seresin #natasha trace #hangman x phoenix #hangman #phoenix

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askthemysterkids · 1 year

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What are each of the kids' weaknesses?

So I guess first off I can say their loved ones. That is an obvious answer. Beyond that though, it gets more psychological for most of them. (Though PTSD also seems to be a thing across the board.) (Below the cut there is the MK classic, Over the Garden Wall, Amphibia, and Owl House.)

Mabel: Boys. Probably boys. She also can be kind of childish but that can be both a strength, and a weakness. She also can be greedy at times but she's getting better. She also has a fear of stop motion animation and growing up (albeit that is getting better.)

Dipper: So he's both impulsive, but not impulsive. He's also very analytical to a fault. He also is very reliant on the journals when it comes to something he doesn't know so if he runs into something new and he doesn't know what he's looking at and also doesn't have a good source (i.e Ford, the internet, a folk book) he might second guess himself until he comes up with a good plan. He also has a fear of puppets (minus sock puppets) and probably trigonometry.

Coraline: I suspect her mouth can get her in trouble. Also I suspect her pride can be used against her. She also has a fear of spiders, buttons, and those crawlspace doors (turns out tiny doors are doors for crawlspaces. Saw one in North Carolina.)

Wybie: He is very skeptical but I believe that might be better after the movie. He does seem to have anxiety though so that is probably a weakness. He also seems to have scoliosis so depending on how bad that actually is... I'm not sure what his fears are to be honest besides maybe social things. He didn't see the spider things, just the hand.

Raz: He is also impulsive to a fault and eager to please. He is also naive due to being like, 10? He does seem to be crushed by the idea of disappointing his heroes too... He is recovering from a fear of water (yay!) but did seem majorly freaked out by Meat Circus too.

Lili: She is very impulsive and aggressive. She also seems to greatly enjoy fire which probably could be used against her somehow. I would also like to point out that she is also 10. She also has close connections to the higher ups of the Psychonauts so if someone figures out how to use that, that's also there. Not sure what Lili is afraid of. Maybe losing her dad but that's a give in.

Norman: This boy is anxiety coded. He is a ball of nerves and has low self esteem. Legit poke the right buttons on this kid and I think you've got him. (I now want to hug him and give him zombie movies.) He probably has fears of bullies but also that nagging feeling in the back of his head thinking that people don't want him around.

Neil: He is oblivious. Aside from that though, he's not as strong or as fast as the others. He also doesn't seem to notice some social cues. This doesn't mean that he's not nice though! He just seems to miss some. Neil tends to stump me so I don't exactly know what he would have a fear of. I am probably due for a rewatch. Wirt: He seems to care way too much about what other think of him while at the same time thinking of himself as an outcast. He has anxiety, self esteem issues, and a lack of a spine until someone says that to him. Then he has simultaneously too much and too little of a spine. He also does not do good when he's front and center of attention. And is pessimistic. He's also probably overprotective of Greg. He has stage fright, a fear of rejection, fear of getting lost, and is probably afraid of the woods at night.

Greg: He is naive to dangers and is overly optimistic. His optimism is both a strength and a weakness though. He is very much still a young child, I put him at 7. He just doesn't notice dangers. I saw this somewhere and I like this if you need a fear for Greg: Someone said that he might get nervous when its a really cold night. He just was so brave about everything so it's hard to get a fear for him. Sasha: She is aggressive as hell. She doesn't let anyone get in her way and doesn't take no for an answer. This is all both a strength and a weakness. She does seem dismissive of others ideas till later in the show too. I don't remember if she has a fear per say, I wouldn't be surprised if she was afraid of overstepping again though.

Anne: Anne really does like taking the easy way out sometimes and she does get better about this, but I can see her sometimes just wanting the easy way out still. She does also seem oblivious at times and maybe over protective of her friends. She is also very attached to her phone. She might be afraid of death in all seriousness. Also she might be worried about losing her friends again.

Marcy: She is oblivious, clumsy, and kind of air-headed. Though she is brilliant. This is both a strength and a weakness too but she wears her heart on her sleeve. She does have a tendency to look at everything like it were a game or a movie though which while it can be good for coping, it can also potentially be a weakness if someone figures out how to use that. I would not be surprised if she had many fears after True Colors. 0-o Luz: Just like Marcy, she wears her heart on her sleeve but again, both a strength and a weakness. Luz can be reckless and that tends to get her into trouble. She also has a strong need to prove herself. She currently is also going through her self doubt and not feeling like she's doing good arc so... yeah... insecurities. She definitely has a fear of getting judged for leading Belos to the Collector. I guess fear of getting judged for past mistakes.

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hannieslovebot · 2 years

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To my dearest jellybean, @m-jelly

Happy birthday my love (sorry I'm a bit late since I'm literally just in pain from miss flo ) I hope you know how much I love and adore you !! Thank you for everything angel ! I hope you like this little drabble !

Levi Ackerman was preparing for his best friend's birthday although this was a bit of a surprise to the others when he came into the mess hall and announced that they were going to celebrate your birthday. The reason why it was a suprise was because anyone who had come across levi always knew him as a stotic, harsh and straightforward little did they know he was an emotional man, a man who was in love with his best friend. Hence started the preparation for Reader's birthday.

After a week of planning and preparing the day had finally come to execute the plan.

As soon as reader woke up she was commanded to accompany hange to the garrison to retrieve some important information. This obviously put the reader into a sour mood because one it was a birthday two she wanted to spend her day with levi and her friends and three everyone had seem to forget her birthday or so she thought.

As soon as she was out the 104th started preparing. Sasha, connie and Jean making the lunch and cake while mikasa and armin cleaning up and eren setting up the decorations in the mess hall with the help of the commander.

Although everything was going levi was yet nervous not only because of the suprise but also he was going to make you his. After dressing up and checking in on the othera he went to the flower shop to pick up your favourite flowers. As he entered the shop he saw them there he couldn't help but think about the time he asked you what were your favourite flowers.

"Sweet peas? he asked. Turning her head to him she replied, "yeah they're very pretty". "You're pretty" he thought although he couldn't say it aloud since she was his best friend of 10 years but over the years he started fall in love with her.

Snapping out of his trance he then got the flowers along with a beautiful custom made chain with yours and his initials on it.

Heading back to the hq he then saw the mess hall completely decorated and the food ready. Feeling satisfied he then ushered the kids to have a shower and get ready before you came. The kids quickly got ready and started piling out in the mess hall and put the switch off.

It wasn't long till you and hange arrived. They heard you whine, "Hange, come on tell me what's going on? Firstly you take me to the capital and then all of a sudden you get me this dress magically and now you have blindfolded me."

Hearing you say this the others in the mess hall had to stifle their laughter because they knew how animated you could get when you wanted to know something.

Hange replied, "Patience sweets, you'll know soon."

Grumbling you waited for Hange to guide you. You then felt Hange's guide you before the stop and remove your blindfold.

As soon as they removed your blindfold the lights came on and all of them yelled, "SUPRISE!!!!"

Taken aback from the noise you stood wide eyed trying to process what was happening slowly a bright smile made its way to your lips and soon you found yourself getting teary as they all wished you a happy birthday

"Thanks guys but how did you all manage to do this?"

They didn't say a word instead they pointed behind you. Confused you turned and saw him in his all glory. There he was your best friend the love of your life Levi Ackerman.

He then walked towards you and said, "Happy Birthday reader as he handed you your favourite flowers."

Unable to speak you then wrapped him up in a hug and whispered, "Thank you Lev Thank you so much."

You couldn't help but get intoxicated with his smell warmth the way held you but the moment was broken when Sasha spoke,

"Can we please eat we are getting a bit hungry here".

All of you erupted in laughter and you broke the hug. After cutting your cake, getting presents and wishes from the cadets, stuffing yourself full with food the night had finally come to an end.

After cleaning up you everyone started heading off to sleep except you and levi since you both were putting the utensils back in its place.

Noticing levi fidgeting you asked, "Lev is everything alright? You seem you be a bit nervous".

"I- I'm fine. Before you head of to bed could you please accompany me to the roof after this"

Shrugging your shoulders and taking levi's hand in yours you said, "Sure let's go then"

After you both made to the roof you both admired the starts and moon and Levi couldn't help but stare at you as you watched the night sky in pure wonder.

Feeling you were stared at you slowly turn towards Levi and asked, "are you alright levi?" To this Levi then reached out and brought something out of his pocket and said,

"Reader we've been friends for over 10 years now and I couldn't be more grateful for you I know I'm shit at words but you're the most beautiful human being I've laid my eyes on. You're kind, caring, loving and beautiful and I can't help but fall in love you everyday. I know that I'm a difficult man to love but I promise to keep you happy always. Will you be mine?"

For the second time this night you cried and brought levi in a hug while you said,

"Yes I will be yours I've always been yours, you make me happy and loved. And I can't think of anyone other than you because I want to be with you forever."

Pulling back Levi then smiled his rare smile and showed you the necklace he brought you couldn't help but stare at in awe.

Urging Levi to put it on you he did what exactly you told him to do. He then cupped your cheeks with his hands and said,

"I loved you yesterday, I love you now and I'll love you forever till my last breath."

As soon as he finished saying this he then kissed you with passion and love. Pulling back he brought you in his arms as you both embraced each other in the moonlight you both didn't know how much time had passed by but none of that mattered because in that moment it felt like the whole world stopped moving and you both were the only ones who existed.

P.s: I really hope you enjoy this sending you the biggest hug and forehead kiss

#attack on titan #levi ackerman #levi ackerman imagine #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman x you

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mitsuki-komori · 10 months

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Death Oneshot #4: Luck Voltia as Sasha Brauss

Sad :(

“Jeez… That was a pretty tough battle…” Luck smiled, heavily breathing.

“Tough? That’s a bit of an understatement…” Magna said, Luck looked at him.

“Maybe, but we still won!” Luck cheered, Vanessa smiled and nodded.

“Luck’s right. We won and that’s all that matters.” She told Magna. They had been traveling in their hideout, Henry was obviously navigating. Yami scoffed with a smirk.

“I mean, are you really that surprised, Magna? We’re the Black Bulls for crying out loud!”

Magna straightened his stance. “No, Captain Yami, Sir!”

Luck laughed, Magna looked at him with a puzzled expression. “You’re so funny, Magna!”

“Huh? The hell’s that supposed to mean?” He glared at Luck.

“Magna, I’d say you owe Luck a ‘thank you’ for saving your life.” Vanessa told Magna, he gritted his teeth.

“What do you mean? I totally had that under control!” He tried to yell, but his coughing interrupted him.

“Y-y-you should p-probably get s-s-some rest, Magna! Y-you got hurt p-pretty ba-adly out there…” Grey stuttered. Magna shook his head.

“I’ll be fine! A real man never lets his guard down!” He tried to reason.

“Stop being such a baby, Magna… Really though… Those injuries don’t look good…” Luck muttered out, Magna raised an eyebrow. Was Luck worried about him?

Everything was interrupted as the door burst open. Crap! Did they miss an enemy!? All of them instinctively reached for their grimoire, but the enemy was faster. He pulled the string on his bow back with the glowing arrow, and fired it. It was so quick… Lightning? No… faster…

Luck gasped in shock before anyone could process what was happening. Magna’s heart sank as he turned to Luck… Who had an arrow sticking out of his chest… Luck coughed up blood and fell back onto the floor. Gasps and mutters could be heard in the Black Bulls. The enemy pulled back another arrow, but Yami, Gauche, and Asta got to him first… He was gone within a second.

“LUCK!” Magna screamed, he rushed to Luck’s side along with Vanessa, Grey, and Noelle. “Luck! Oh my god…” Magna panicked.

“Luck, Luck just stay with me dear… Don’t close your eyes!” Vanessa told him. Nero rushed over too. Vanessa, Grey, and Nero were going to do their best to help Luck…

“Don’t you dare die, you brat! I still have to catch up to you in our spars… I’m only a few wins behind you…” Magna stuttered out, tears threatened to spill out. Luck snickered slightly, his breath raspy.

“What… are you talking about, Magna? I… I’m way ahead of you…” He smiled, Magna could no longer hold back his tears. “Why are you… crying? Cry baby Magna…”

“Shut up… You can’t be joking at a time like this…” Magna cried, Luck looked at him and smiled. More blood came from Luck, the girls were desperate as they used their magic. Luck reached towards Magna’s hand and weakly zapped it. Magna could barely even feel it…

“Heh… Thank you for… Fighting me…” He grinned, he coughed again. Luck’s grimoire was starting to… No, don’t pay attention to that… He’ll be fine… “Can we… fight again… Magna…?” Luck’s grip on Magna’s hand vanished, Magna could feel his heart break into millions of tiny pieces.

“Luck…? Luck, hey… Luck! Stay with me, Luck! Who the hell am I gonna fight with you gone!? Luck, please!” Magna begged him, he squeezed Luck’s hand. The only response he got was Luck’s hollow eyes and blank expression… Hey… Where’d his grimoire go…?

Several cries could be heard around, Vanessa reached towards Luck’s face and closed his eyes as tears rolled down her cheeks.

“Dammit, kid…” He heard Yami mumble.

Magna couldn’t even see anything anymore… Come to think of it… He can’t breathe either… Luck was gone. The only person in the world he’s ever cared for as much as this. That cheery smile and those rude remarks he’d say in the most innocent voice… He felt like he could scream at the top of his lungs right now.

That’s when Magna realized he already was.

#Luck Voltia #Magna Swing #Vanessa Enoteca #Yami Sukehiro #Grey #Oneshot #angst #sad #Death #Black Clover #RIP Potato Girl #Secre Swallowtail #Nero

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aknileibo · 2 years

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Levihan drabble week: Levihan randomized

Prompt: Levi and Hange are a pair of ghosts haunting a house, and every day they try to outcompete each other in scaring whoever comes in.

TW: Emotional Abuse. (I didn't like to think about Sasha in this type of situation, but I wanted Levihan to adopt her in the end.)

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The realtor looked at all the books laying on the table.

Realtor: I told you! You’re not allowed to use anything in here! Just clean!

Maid: Sir, I swear I didn’t, besides, the place wasn’t really dirty, and I did put the books back in place, I don’t know what happened!

R: I don’t have time for this. The owner’s son will be here any minute now and for some reason his father wanted me to show the apartment to him instead of doing it himself. Hurry up and leave.

A few minutes later, Floch arrived with his girlfriend.

R: Good morning mister Foster, miss Braus, please come inside.

Floch: What the hell is this place? This looks like a dumpster!

R: On the contrary sir, this apartment contains all of your father’s valuable antiques, books, expensive furniture and-

F: I don’t give a shit. I have better stuff at home.

Sasha: I think it’s pretty…

F: Shut up. You’re lucky I decided to bring you with me. Nobody wanted you back at home.

R: Sir, your father believes you will appreciate your family heritage more once-

F: You shut up too. I don’t give a fuck about them. Just get this over with.

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Levi: Why do I even bother putting these back into place…

Hange: Levi look! The realtor brought a real jerk this time, his girlfriend seems sweet though…

L: Alright. My turn to beat your score.

H: Ha! Last time you said that you came asking me for help!

L: I don’t like scaring little kids…

H: But they’re the easiest targets!

L: Whatever. This one shouldn’t be hard.

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F: Ugh. There isn’t even a TV here… Sasha! Make yourself useful and get rid of this trash! I’m getting a new TV set.

S: Ok…

L: What a scum… Hange, let’s allow them to move in.

H: So we can scare him away and let the girl keep the apartment right! She seems interested in this place…

L: Exactly.

H: Great! I already have sooo many plans…

L: Relax. We need to make sure we don’t scare her too or get her in trouble

On the next day, Floch brought a crew to install the new TV he bought.

F: I told her to get rid of this shit… Sorry guys, my dumb girlfriend didn’t do her job yesterday. You can throw those away.

Crew: Ok sir.

L: “Those are Hange’s books…”

Levi grabbed a picture frame and threw it at them.

F: Shit! What the hell was that!

The glass cut one of the crew member’s cheek.

C: Sir! We have to take him to the hospital!

F: You’re not leaving me here with this!

C: I’m sorry sir but he’s bleeding!

Floch sent Sasha a text message.

F: Sasha come back here now! you have work to do, these cowards left me alone here…

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H: Levi! Thank you!

L: I think I went a bit too far…

H: It’s just a small cut, he’s not even gonna need stitches…

L: If you say so…

H: Hey, I’ve been practicing something, wanna see?

L: As long as you don’t shoot plasma off your mouth again…

H: Come on! That was fun!

L: Not when you’re the one that has to clean it later.

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A few days after the incident, Sasha was picking up some books in the living room, and she found one titled “The big fat potato book, 700 recipes for potato lovers.” She started looking through it when a piece of paper fell out. It had something written on it.

Hi Sasha! Thank you for hiding my books instead of throwing them away, some of those I got a long time ago and are very dear for me and Levi. I noticed you like food so I thought you might like this book! Have fun with it! Oh, by the way, don’t worry about Floch. Leave him to us. We’ll take care of him.

-Hange-

Sasha didn’t know if she was scared or relieved.

S: …Hange? Is it someone from Floch’s family? I don’t remember anyone named Levi either... How did they know I was hiding the books? Or maybe it’s my dad’s family? …Maybe I should go back to my dad’s house-

F: Excuse me? Do I hear you planning to leave me?

S: Floch! No! I was just wondering if maybe he had more cooking books-

F: I thought I told you to get rid of those! Why the hell are you bringing more trash!?

S: No… It’s so I can make you better meals…

F: Whatever… I’m too tired for this. I’m taking a nap.

As Floch went to the living room, Hange and Levi started to take action.

L: He’s here.

H: Let’s do it.

Hange began creeping up behind Floch and touched his shoulder.

F: Stupid old man trying to make me live here…

As soon as he turned around, Hange’s skin started melting, turning into muscle, then into bones.

F: Shit!

Floch started screaming and running towards the main door. Sasha was paralyzed. Still, he didn’t make it far until he saw Levi carrying a big scythe.

L: Going somewhere?

F: No! Don’t kill me please! Take her!

He pushed Sasha in front of him.

L: I don’t kill good people. Just abusive assholes. But I am merciful, so I’ll let you go if you get out of here and leave her alone.

Floch jumped immediately and ran off. Sasha was still speechless.

H: That was so much fun! Did you like my new trick Levi!

L: It was ok.

H: Awwwe come on!

L: Sasha, are you ok? Sorry you had to witness that…

H: Sasha hi! Did you like the book? You found my note?

S: …I-It was you?

H: Yes! We promise to be less scary if you stay here! I can bring you all the books you want about food!

S: Can I bring my dad here?

H: Sure!

L: Four-eyes, Does this mean we stop scaring people now?

H: Yep, it means we start protecting people now.

L: I’m good with that. Guess it also means I win our bet then.

H: Not at all! I scared way more people than you!

L: Groups count only as one.

H: Hey! We didn’t agree to that!

L: We do now.

S: You guys are a cute couple!

H: Wha- no no, we’re-

L: Yes Sasha. We are.

S: Hange! I thought ghosts couldn’t blush…

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Sorry I'm late for this one

@levihan-drabbles

#Levihanweek22 #Levihan #Levi Ackerman #Hange Zoe #Sasha Blouse #Shasha Braus #Hanji Zoe #tw emotional abuse

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strangerthings1975 · 1 year

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I pictured Eddie sitting there on the bench with his ears ringing when he watched our beloved Steve walk away.

This song gut punched me. You know I love them in their new era, it’s what they deserve. I just remind myself all too often what it took for them to get there. The dark ages we know as Ch. 20 🤭 The darker the berry, the sweeter the juice. And bestie you delivered, you wrote their love so sweet 🥹🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

Channeling all the pain and hurt he caused both of them, Eddie really put his whole Munsussy into that apology 😭😭😭

Lmao have I ever mentioned I love you??

MUNSUSSY are you kidding me??? LMAO!? While I plotted it…i was like, is it too much? Too over the top? And then I decided…yes but I don’t give a fuck. Eddie is coming to Steve heart in hand and it’s exquisite. 🥰🥰🥰 the craziest thing is that Eddie isn’t even done yet. He has more explanations and kind words to unleash on Steve. I’m so excited!! More Steve being speechless please. But also Steve NOT being speechless and being so sweet to Eddie. No grudges or resentments. Steve is back on his loving Eddie to death bullshit, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

But omg. Honestly I miss the depressing era. Sort of want them to get into another fight just to stir the pot 🤣🤣🤣 but no. We’re on our happy ending track rn. But hey…what are oneshot spin offs for?? The angst of Eddie backing out AGAIN. Or it being Steve this time. Or something else external fucking things up. 😈😈😈 imagine Steve’s beating being even WORSE? Resulting in permanent injury or disfigurement? Eddie guilt on steroids. 🥰🥰 not to mention…Steve’s parents 🤪 so many things to consider. 🤑🤑🤑

P.S. I let this girl’s music play continuously after the song you suggested and why does it all apply?? I’m emo now. MPG playlist about to become 200 songs. Oops.

Also so glad you enjoyed the confession. I was really happy with it after enduring so many doubts. Which is SO unlike me. I’m never happy with anything. 🤣🤣🥰🖤🖤🖤

#ask #mpg

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throbbin-bobbies · 2 years

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AN: It’s just something rando I did. I might make more chapters lemme know what y’all think 😊

Walking through the final gate at the airport, I can finally see Sasha, one of the farmhands at Horseland waiting for me. I made the decision to move across the country to start anew. At least as anew as I can.

“Hey squirt! Ready to get going and meet everyone at Horseland!?” Sasha greets me with a big hug and a bigger smile. He was one of my parents friends, along with the owners and the other workers at the barn.

“I suppose, haha! Hey, does anyone else know there’s a new girl coming to the barn or-?”

“Well, not exactly. You see, the Handler’s told everyone that there was a ‘special guest’ but left all the other details to their imaginations” Sasha chucked as we got everything and ourselves into the ranch truck.

“I see” I chuckle, “how mischievous! Now I see why mom and dad liked them so much!” We laughed as we headed to the ranch.

By the time we reached the ranch, it was just turning 10:30 in the morning. ‘Today’s gonna drag’ I thought to myself. Flying Michigan to California will have me up 24 hours when I go to bed at 9pm. My flight departed at 6 pm and I got here at 10 am!

“Do you think I have to participate in a bunch of meet and greets today? I kind of want to hermit in my room and consume as little energy as possible.”

“Well, the Handler’s sorta figured as such. So they offered to let you just rest all day if you’d like. What do ya think?”

“Hmmmm” I began to think. If I do the meet and greets now I can stay awake easier AND get the hellos out of the way. Resting in bed all day on my laptop sounds good too, but then I’d probably fall asleep as soon as I hit the bed. “I think I’ll actually just meet everyone today. That way I won’t fall asleep and ruin my sleep schedule on the first day, ya know?”

“I hear ya loud and clear, squirt” Sasha said, pulling in to the driveway to Horseland. It was big, and beautiful! The barns look amazing too. Looking out the window I can see a bunch of horses and people lined up. There was six people and six horses. Not going to lie, it’s a bit nerve-racking to meet all these people at once

Once we were parked, I got out of the passenger seat and walked back to the trailer. ‘Thankfully everyone is on the other side. Else it’d be a bit awkward, hehe’ I thought. Dropping the trailer I could see some of the riders though, so I gave them a smile and a wave. “Howdy, y’all! Let me get Little Miss out and greet ya properly!” As I finish the gate is finally open all the way.

“Little Miss? Oh, how cute! What breed is she?!” The blonde girl smiles.

“You’ll see soon enough” I chuckle. The reaction they’ll have ought to be good. You see, Little Miss is a 19.5 hand horse. A Percheron to be specific. “Come on girl! Let’s go say hi to everyone!”

{19.5 hands is 78 inches to withers, or 6.5 feet}

With a whinny she started moving her big hooves. I exited the trailer first, lead in hand, and watched everyone’s faces as I brought Little Miss out. It was a mix of awe, shock, and excitement.

“I don’t know if you know this already, but that’s no ‘little’ Miss nothing!” One redhead said.

“No kidding! Do you really expect to jump a horse like that?” The other lighter redhead followed.

“No, but what I do expect you to be nice or shut your mouth” I laughed. Typical mean girls. Gross.

“Hey! You can’t say that!” The first one said.

“Well don’t say rude things, and you won’t get rude things said back” I shrugged, matter of factly. “But please everyone, I’m really a nice person. I just sort of give back what ya give me. Otherwise I’m pretty tame!” I laugh with a smile.

“Hey squirt! Here’s your bags, I gotta split and get a project done before days out. See ya on the flip side!” Sasha came up with my suitcase and backpack. I placed my backpack next to my suitcase. ‘I’ll get Missy situated first before I deal with those’ I thought while petting her nose. “Okay Sasha, take care of yourself!” And he was off.

“So! My name is Misty! And this is my Percheron, Little Miss, but I usually just call her Missy.”

And one by one everyone introduced themselves and their horses. All of them seem nice! With the exception of the redhead sisters, of course.

“So what brings you out here to Horseland?” Sarah asks as let Missy out in the paddock to stretch her legs.

“Oh, family. In fact, I don’t know if you two know this,” I say insinuating towards Will and Bailey. “I’ll actually be staying with y’all for a while!”

“Oh really! Wow! Wait, what about school? Which one are you going to?” Molly asked, hopping on the fence.

“I’m doing online! I’m actually almost done with school all together.”

“Wait, really? How old are you? I thought you were the same age as us?” Alma piped in.

“I am! I’m just turning 16 this year. I did all my other schooling online and I just finish my classes early.”

“Must be nice” Chloe remarked.

“Yeah. We get stuck going to our school every year.”

“Every day!”

“Well, not all things are as great as they seem” I replied, watching Missy trot around.

“What do you mean, you get to practically do whatever you want” Chloe remarked again.

“Eh, maybe you’ll understand eventually, but for now let’s just worry about getting familiar with each other. I haven’t met anyone here before! What if one of you is like the boogeyman or something!” I laughed.

“The only boogeymen here are Chloe and Zoey” Bailey joked, causing the two to scoff and walk out of the barn.

“Well, we ought to go wait for our rides, it’s time to leave. It was nice meeting you Misty!” Sarah started the goodbyes. Then Molly, and Alma. Leaving me with Bailey and Will.

“So!” Will clapped his hands together, “Ready to go see your new room!?”

“Yeah! It’ll be nice to have a goooooood sleep” we all laugh, “I can’t say I’ve never been up this long before. But boy it’s been a long 24 hours with the time difference between here and Michigan!”

“Yeah, I bet all those introductions wore you out even more, huh?” Will asked, as I swung my backpack on my back. I went to grab the luggage handle but he quickly brushed my hand away and took it instead. “Let me, you’ve had a long day! You said it yourself!”

“O-oh…um. Thank you! That’s really sweet of you! And yeah, it was a bit tiring. I’ll probably sleep in a little in the morning, unless my body says otherwise of course.”

“An early bird huh?” Bailey chirped in, as we made it to the porch of the Handler’s house.

“Not quite, I’m more of a night owl, unfortunately with an early bird schedule”

“Ah, that must suck”

“Yeaaaah, but it’s okay for the most part.” I say as we walk inside, and there’s two middlish aged adults waiting for us. It’s Mr and Mrs. Handler, of course. I’ve met them once when they came out for a visit to see my parents a few years back. They didn’t take Bailey because of school so that’s why I’ve never seen him in person before.

“Hello sweet pea! We’re so glad to have you here with us.” Mrs. Handler said calmly walking in to give me a hug.

“It’s nice to see you guys again” I said as I pulled from our hug. “Even though I’ll be awkward for a while, I’m grateful you are having me here, really”

Then Mr. Handler came up and gave me a hug too. “Your parents would’ve done the same for us. They’re the best as they come after all” he smiled.

“That’s true, they are” I smiled.

“Now, come on honey, let’s let her get to bed, she’s been up long enough.” Mrs. Handler ushered her husband. “Will, can you show her her room please? And Bailey, come with us we need your help in the kitchen.”

“Follow me” Will smiled and lead the way. Going up the stairs and down the hallway lines with doors. He pointed out that the first on the left was the bathroom. First on the right was a closet. Second on the left was my room, and second on the right was his room. Baileys was down on the other side of the stairwell.

Walking into my new room everything was all cleaned up and smelled nice. It smelled like apple pie and vanilla. “Mmm. It smells nice in here, did y’all bake a pie in here!?” I giggled.

“No, not exactly,” Will chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck. “My aunt had me burn some apple pie candles and vanilla scented dust..or something like that- the furniture. She said it would help you relax, so I didn’t mind at all.” He finished with a tint of pink on his cheeks.

“Well thank you for doing that, I really appreciate it. Really. I absolutely love vanilla apple pie. It’s the yummiest. In fact I’ll make you one of my special ingredient pies so you can try it yourself! If you like pie that is” I chuckled.

“Oh no! Yeah! I love myself an apple pie! I’d-I’d love to try one of your apple pies.” His pink tinted cheeks spread and darkened to red.

“Okay, it’s a date then” I winked with small laugh. ‘He’s cuter when he’s flustered’ I thought, smiling.

“W-what?”

“You know, like a date to remember. For the pie!”

“Oh—okay, haha”

“Well… it’s off to bed for me, so goodnight and thank you for everything” I smiled, “if anyone asks I’m going to try to sleep until 9 am. Ish.”

“Okay, 9am-ish it is. Goodnight, Misty!” Will said and closed the door behind him.

#horseland #horseland will fanfic #horseland OC #horseland fanfic #horseland will x OC

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