#and it got even worse once my partner literally went 'ah man for once i thought something like this was going to go smooth' and like???????
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Cesar is a good-looking guy – both he and Jesse are – but Cesar has the thick dark hair, crow’s feet, piercing eyes thing Dean usually goes for. Something about him feels rough like Benny. Strong.
If it was fifteen years ago, Dean would have flirted with him. Don’t eat where you shit is a common adage, and, as a rule of thumb, Dean stayed clear of hunters in case word ever got back to Dad. But Dean can’t say he’s always been good at following rules. That’s how he and Lee started hooking up. He had a raging crush on Dad’s old army pall, Deacon, for the month he spent with him when he was a teenager. He even tried kissing Caleb once when he was very drunk and very lonely, but Caleb put a stop to that real quick.
I’m twice your age, kid, he’d growled, even though Dean had been holding his own on hunts since he was seventeen. But Caleb never told Dad, so he was a decent guy in more ways than one.
Except Dean strangely has no desire to flirt with Cesar, now. It’s not just the idea that the other man might reject his advances – or worse. But it’s also that Cas is working this case with them, and Dean doesn’t really want to hook up with someone with Cas literally in the room next door.
"So, how'd you and Jesse start hunting together, anyway?" Dean makes conversation, winding Baby through the backroads, tires crunching against old snow and slush.
Cesar huffs a laugh as if recalling an amusing memory, "Chupacabra. Wasn't pretty."
Dean laughs, too. "Nasty suckers. My dad, brother, and I went after one back in '95. Hell of a thing. Picking chicken feathers out of my hair for weeks afterward."
Dean feels Cesar's eyes heavy on him from the passenger seat. "You were young, then, when you got into this?"
"It was a...family business of a kind," Dean shrugs. "My dad taught me and my brother everything we knew."
"Jesse was young, too," Cesar replies, voice somber. "Me - I was already an adult, and I grew up in a household already well-acquainted with the supernatural world. But to be introduced to it as a child, I can't imagine."
"Never really knew much else," Dean says, trying to keep his voice casual. Talking about his childhood with strangers isn't exactly his idea of a good time.
“Your brother and father, are they…?”
Dean’s all-too aware what Cesar is asking.
“Dad died on the job…Jesus, ten years ago, now. My brother’s still in the game. Doesn’t, well, doesn’t take as many cases anymore. It’s complicated.”
“He doesn’t mind that you found a new partner?” Cesar asks with a swift smile.
Dean matches his smile. He likes talking about Cas. “Nah. I trust Cas with my life. Sam does, too.” Dean’d like to talk about Cas more, but he finds himself weirdly bashful. He switches gears, “You and Jesse always hunt together, then?”
Cesar laughs like Dean’s missing out on some joke, “It’d be difficult for us if we didn’t. We’re married.” He pulls a ring out from a chain around his neck. "Too risky in this line of business to wear them. Don't know if you've ever seen a degloved finger?" He shudders.
“What – oh,” Dean stammers. Jesus, is he glad he didn’t flirt with the dude.
"We're careful who we tell," Cesar says with a significant look, like he’s waiting for Dean to lash out. Dean’s been there. He’s taken more than his fair share of punches because he said the wrong thing to the wrong guy at a bar.
"No - yeah - of course,” he rushes to say. “You don't need to, ah, worry. I - one of my best friends is a lesbian. It's, ah, cool." Before he adds something stupid, something like: I also sometimes like sucking cock, he makes himself ask, "So, what's that like? Settling down with another hunter?"
Cesar laughs, relief evident in his voice. “It’s frustrating. Terrifying more often than not. You’ve got twice as many reasons to worry about getting everyone out safely. Jesse’ll send me into cardiac arrest one of these days – the stunts that boy pulls.”
“I know what you mean,” Dean laughs, too, despite the scratchy feeling in his throat, like he’s having an allergic reaction. “Cas drives me crazy sometimes. He doesn’t always, ah, understand what he’s heading into.”
“You and Cas seem close,” Cesar says slowly. “But you’re not…?”
Funny, Dean and Cas have been mistaken as a couple before. Diner waitresses or hotel managers. But it feels different. It feels like Dean’s wearing it like a neon sign around his neck to be perceived like this by Cesar, an actual, living, breathing homosexual man with a husband.
Is it that fucking obvious? Dean wants to ask in his sudden, near-panic. And he and Cas have talked about it. Almost talked about it. Alluded to something, but Dean can’t afford to think about it in more depth. He and Cas –
They can’t. They just can’t. It’s too complicated. Dean won’t risk ruining the good thing they’ve already fought so hard to get.
“No,” Dean says. “Cas doesn’t exactly work like that.”
“But you maybe wish he did?” Cesar guesses.
It’s bold. Doesn’t matter that he’s right, it still ticks Dean off. Or maybe it ticks Dean off because he’s right.
“So, Jesse,” Dean says pointedly. “He’s obviously got skin in the game. Why’s this case so important?”
“Jesse’s seen these things before,” Cesar moves with the change in subject as if he didn’t even notice it. Dean’s part annoyed and part grateful for his charity.
“Twenty-seven years ago?” Dean infers. “And you said he got into hunting when he was a kid?”
“It isn’t my story to tell,” Cesar says. “But suffice to say, Jesse won’t back down from this hunt. If we fail to put it to rest this time….” He trails off darkly.
“Yeah, well, there’s four of us now,” Dean reassures him. “We’ll smoke these sons of bitches.”
“It’ll eat him alive if we don’t,” Cesar says, and Dean feels the real weight behind his words. Cesar loves Jesse – really loves him. Dean wonders if people have ever been able to feel Dean’s love for someone else, just by listening to his voice.
Another chapter of this nonsense just dropped
I didn't even make you wait 3 months this time.
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Paring: Sirius Black X Fem!Potter!Reader, James Potter X Fem!Twin!Reader
Summary: James goes through a lot during his time at Hogwarts but his sister is always by his side.
Inspiration: Click
A/N: If this comes off insensitive to anyone please let me know and I will remove this.
James Potter was a handful. From the minute he was born, he had this gleam in his hazel eyes that raged and burned with trouble. His twin, Y/n Potter, was almost the opposite. The soft smile that laid on her features and the glitter of calamity in her eyes. Euphemia and Fleamont were in for a lot the minute their twins were born.
Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder is most comparative to having a web browser up with one too many tabs. James had always been unable to focus and was naturally messy. Truth be told, he thought it was normal, just as everyone else did. It wasn’t until his second year at Hogwarts did he realize something was genuinely wrong with him.
Remus told him that he had this muggle thing called “dyslexia,” which was a difficulty in interpreting words, letters, and other symbols. However, it never affected his overall intelligence because everyone knew that Remus Lupin was indeed and wholly brilliant. It got James wondering, did his inability to focus, be organized, and hyperactivity have a deeper meaning?
His twin - Y/n - was quite the opposite. She made quick friends with Remus, Sirius, and Peter, who were close friends of her twin. Y/n was top of their class, creating a friendly competition with Remus, but she was always able to focus. Often she would hyper-focus, which would leave her working for over five hours at a time without realizing it. In those times, James would have to snap her out of it.
Over the summer, James expressed his concerns to his parents. He was talking about how this could be a real issue he’s facing using Remus’ dyslexia as an example. Eventually, they gave in, letting James go to a muggle doctor. James had to fill out a questionnaire that would come back with his results in one week. That week was probably the longest week of his life. Nonetheless, his test results had come back positive.
Fleamont and Euphemia would be lying if they were surprised. After hearing about the disorder, it was almost the definition of their eldest son. Fortunately for James, the muggles had come up with a cure - no, not a cure - dammit, what was it again?
Impede the symptoms! That’s what those muggle pills do. James was required to take two pills a day, one in the morning and once at night. Y/n was in charge of making sure he did so because - more times than he’d like to admit - he would forget everything if it wasn’t for Y/n.
In third year, James was as energetic as ever while getting on the Hogwarts Express, “Aren’t you excited, Y/n?!”
She chuckled, “Yes, but Merlin, you don’t need to literally jump with joy.”
“But I’m excited!”
“I know that.”
They made their way to the compartment that held Remus, who was reading a book. James sat in front of him while Y/n took her seat beside Remus, “‘Ello Remus.”
“Hey, Potter pair.”
Y/n sighed, and James groaned, “That nickname needs to go away.”
“I quite like it.” Remus stated smugly, “Suits you both.”
“What’s that suppose to mean?” Y/n accused falsely, “It means that wherever one of you are, the other isn’t that far behind.” Remus replied.
James had zoned out already, and Y/n snapped in his face, “Take your pills?”
“Forgot.” James muttered guiltily, “Oh Godric.” She whispered.
“Pills?”
“James went to a muggle doctor this summer.”
Remus quirked an eyebrow, “Did you now?”
“Got diagnosed with ADHD.” James informed, and Remus looked amiss, “Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder.”
“Ah, I’ve heard of that.” Remus said, and James smiled sheepishly, “I feel kinda odd, like out of place.”
“Why?”
“Dunno, just, why can't I be normal?”
“You are normal, James.” Y/n reassured, “And anyone who says differently obviously doesn’t care about you.”
The compartment door slammed open, “Who doesn’t care about who?”
Remus snorted, “Ever the dramatics, huh, mate?”
“‘Course.” Sirius flopped down beside James, “It comes with my charm and devilishly good looks.”
“Ah, yes.” Y/n said, chuckling, “Don’t you see how I’m swooning for you?”
The back of her palm was against her forehead, “Come off it.” James swatted at her and then elbowed Sirius, “Better not make my sister swoon.”
Sirius chuckled and shrugged, “Can’t help it. I’m just that irresistible.”
The four of them laughed at Sirius’ dramatics and continued talking about the new term. Remus and Y/n were talking about books they couldn’t wait to read. Remus was even kind enough to gift her some muggle books he bought over the summer holiday. Sirius and James bickered about what pranks to do this year, along with which ones were better.
Third-year was fun. It was a year of flooding corridors, turning Slytherin robes red and blasting music in the common room after a Gryffindor victory. James was a brilliant Quidditch Chaser, and Y/n was a fantastic Seeker. Nothing was quite like the Potter pair. Something about them was just unforgettable.
Maybe that’s why Sirius was so fond of her. Something about the Potters made people around them smile on the hardest of days. They made sure that every moment was a night to remember. Every memory was worth reliving. So adventurous, so reckless, yet so kind and loving.
By the time fifth year rolled around, Sirius Orion Black had fallen off a cliff into a lake called love. Sirius completely submerged himself in love for Y/n Potter. The younger twin by just 20 minutes, but something about her was so divine. Was it her silk and glittering h/c hair? No - maybe it was her gleaming e/c eyes. Perhaps it was for her strive for adventure and extreme kindness.
Nonetheless, Sirius fell hard.
And who better to tell than James Potter himself?
Causally - as usual - Sirius opened the door to the Marauders dorm. It was empty aside from the brunet boy with glasses on the bridge of his nose. His hazel eyes were focused on a textbook - Potions textbook - maybe it was to impress Lily. Sirius couldn’t care less, so he pulled the chair out in front of the desk and sat before James.
“Mate, I need your help.”
“Running from Filch?”
“No. Something- Something worse.”
“Something worse?” The textbook shut loudly.
Sirius nodded, “Way worse.”
“Alright then, come into my office.” James teased, and Sirius grinned.
It was silent, “I’m in love with your sister.”
James sputtered, “Excuse me?”
“I’m in love with Y/n.”
“No, no.” James waved his hand horizontally, “I heard you.”
“Then what else would you like me to say?” Sirius asked.
“Literally anything else.”
“Sorry, mate.” Sirius muttered, “I- I really didn’t mean to.”
James chuckled and wiped his hand across his face, “I suppose you can’t really stop love, huh?”
“You really can’t.” Sirius agreed, “I tried. I promise I tried.”
“It’s not that big of a deal late.” James assured, and Sirius looked at him with wide eyes, “I trust you just-“
“Just?”
“I’m worried about her.” James completed, “I- I worry about her every night.”
Sirius softened, “It’s like you with Regulus-“ James continued before Sirius could interject, “And don’t pretend. Your silencing charms are bloody terrible.”
“I know you still care for Regulus, you worry about him every night, and I do the same for Y/n, except my silencing charms are better.” James teased sightly, “I trust you, Sirius. You’re the brother I never got but always wanted. You know, the brother I can play Quidditch with, rough around with, the brother who’s just as sneaky and mischievous as I.”
“But Y/n is still my blood. She's my twin, my best friend, my partner in crime. She was the mind behind my pranks before Remus.” James elaborated and then smirked, “Remus and Y/n make a great team, ya’ know?”
“They are quite brilliant.”
“Anyway, what I’m trying to say is, take care of her?” James looked like the eleven-year-old boy again, “Don’t make her a fling and don’t make this temporary.”
“Y/n is a strong woman, and she isn’t for weak men. I’ll be honest,” James chuckled, “She doesn’t need a man. She doesn’t even really need me. I need her more than she needs me. Regardless, take care of her. She deserves a man worthy of her. Someone that’ll get her ice cream at 4 a.m. because she’s craving it. Someone that’ll go on sporadic trips with her. Someone that’ll understand that after a hard day, all she wants is a book and coffee.”
Sirius was appalled; he’d never seen James look so passionate, “Growing up, mum always told me to be a gentleman. I know it may not seem like it sometimes, but she always raised me as one. To hold a door for them, push and push in their chairs for them, give them my jacket even if I’ll freeze.”
“Those kinda things. Dad said I should practice on Y/n, and I did. From then, Y/n always got treated like a queen, and she deserves no less. I won't lie, my parents treat me like a king too, and I don’t want any less either.” James explained, “Be the king that’s worthy of my sister.”
“That’s all I ask of you.”
Sirius nodded, “I’d be honored to serve her as my queen.”
“And if you show her no less, she’ll spit you out like chewing gum.”
He shuttered, “I hate how accurate that phrase is.”
James laughed, “I know her more than you think.”
By sixth year they were dating. Sirius would be lying if he wasn’t eternally shitting himself when Y/n said yes to going to Hogsmeade with him, alone, as a date. In fact, James almost wanted to throw him a party for finally not being a little bitch and asking out his sister. This party consisted of a bottle of firewhiskey and chocolate because that’s all that was in the boy's dormitory. But a party nonetheless.
When Lily rejected James for the last time before graduation, he was utterly heartbroken. He’d spent and dedicated seven years of his life to this gorgeous woman. Despite all his efforts and all his charms, she still wasn’t interested. James tried. He really tried. He wanted Lily so bad. His heart broke when she said her final words of goodbye.
“I’m sorry, Potter. Maybe in another life, just not this one.”
Tears had ebbed at the corner of his eyes as he made his way back into the castle from the Black Lake. In the common room, where he felt like he had just got dowsed in water. James made his way to the girl's dormitory. His hand curled into a fist and knocked lightly on the wooden door. Shuffling was heard from the other side, and the door finally opened, revealing his sister.
Without warning, James crashed into her arms, forcing his nose in the crook of her neck, “Woah.”
“Are you okay, James?”
His body shook with sobs as he shook his head no, “It’s okay. Let’s go lay down, okay?”
Gently she led him to her bed. He curled up beneath the navy blue comforter and placed his head on the silk pillow sheets. If he tried hard enough, he could forget the way Lily’s hair smelt today or the way her green eyes glistened in the sun. Now engulfed in his sister's scent, trying to remove every feeling for Lily possible, he dug his nose deeper into the comforter.
Y/n sat beside him, her back to the headboard, and ran her fingers through James’ already untied hair, “What's got you so worked up?”
“It’s done.”
“What’s done?”
“L- Lily and I.” James choked, “She- She really doesn’t want me.”
A new wave of tears overcame him, and Y/n continued to try and soothe him, “Well, she’s a tosser.”
James narrowed his eyes, “James, you know I love her. She's my best friend, but if she can’t see what’s right in front of her, then she’s an idiot.”
“Can I- Can I stay here tonight?” He asked hesitantly.
“You sure you don’t want me to stay at your dorm?” Y/n questioned, “Because you know who sleeps here.”
“Will you stay with me?”
“Till the end.”
After a couple of minutes, Y/n and James made their way down the steps to the boy's side. They walked up more steps and finally made it to the boy's dormitory. James collapsed on his bed in the left corner of the room, and Sirius perked up at seeing his girlfriend enter the room.
“Whatcha doin’ here, love?”
“Staying with my brother.”
Sirius nodded and stood up to hug her, gently pecking her forehead, “If you guys need anything, let me know, ‘kay?”
“Thanks, Siri.”
Gently Y/n pulled back the maroon curtain and sat down beside him again. James reached for her hand and intertwined their fingers. Something they used to do as kids. When a thunderstorm would go by, James would always seek sanctuary in his sister's comfort.
He fell asleep that night, knowing he was safe, loved, and knew that someone cared about him. Even if Lily didn’t love him, at least someone else did. He had his boys, and he had his sister. Right now, that’s all he needed beside him: Screw Lily and her idiot decision skills. Y/n was right; she was a complete tosser.
When Hogwarts was over, James and Y/n got a flat together. Sirius, Remus, and Peter got one only a floor above. Realistically this wasn’t the plan. James always planned to buy a house with Lily, but he was still healing, and after everything going on, it was vital for him to hold his sister close to him.
Euphemia and Fleamont barely lived to see their children graduate. Not too long afterward had died due to the horrid dragon pocks. It devastated both twins and Sirius. While Sirius wasn’t their true child, he very well could’ve. Euphemia noticed Sirius’s lingering stares on Y/n and the loopy smile that graced his features.
She was the one who got Sirius to man up. She was the one who gave him advice. She was the one who told him what books were her favorite, which chocolate she liked the best, her favorite quills. Euphemia was one of the main components in getting Sirius to date her daughter, and when it finally happened, the parents couldn’t have been happier.
James’ ADHD still remained even in his adulthood, making regular everyday tasks much harder and twice as long. Most of the time, the pills were able to help him complete those tasks. But sometimes, when Y/n wasn’t there to remind him, he would miss his days. When Y/n got home from work, she had barely taken off her shoes to see the apartment spotless.
It was a pleasant surprise, but James was never really one to clean, not that she really minded, but the apartment didn’t have a speck of dust on it. Hesitantly she put her keys on the island along with her bag.
“James!”
“Yes, Y/n?”
He appeared in the kitchen where Y/n was, “Um, did you clean the apartment?”
“Yes, I did!” James nodded enthusiastically.
Y/n sighed and gave her brother a sweet smile, “What did you not do today?”
“So, you know how you told me to go to the pharmacy?”
“Mhm.” Y/n nodded, “Indeed I do.”
“Well, they were out of my meds.” James informed, “I have to wait a week.”
“Oh, Merlin.”
“On the bright side!” James was already causing her a headache, “It’s gonna be a fantastic week! I’ve got so many things planned for us! We’re gonna go-“
James continued to ramble as Y/n grabbed her keys, bag and slipped back on her shoes, “I’m going to Sirius’!”
“Thought you were my sister.” James faked pouting, and Y/n smiled, “I love you, but you’re crazy.”
“I love you too!” He yelled as she closed the door.
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hello! may i request headcanons for chuuya having a crush on someone who's dense? like he could ask them out in the most straightforward way possible and it would still go over their head?
yes, yes of course you may!
sorry this took so long! my computer was out of commission for abt a week (or two..??)
but this is also my birthday writing piece for chuuya!! (4/29/21) i even added a small drabble thingy in addition to the hcs for the occasion hehe
from where i am, it is about fifteen minutes past midnight so it’s officially chuuya day here!!
happy birthday chuuya i love you! you deserve the whole world and everyone is willing to fight tooth and nail to ensure your happiness! we love you! 💗💗
anyways, i hope you all enjoy this! i kinda had some writer’s block but it was still a lot of fun to write! there might be some mistakes, but i’ll scan over it again later. reader is gender neutral! have fun!
chuuya having a crush on a dense! reader
nakahara chuuya x gn! reader
im cackling somebody help him
he’s frustrated bc you can’t take a hint or a thousand but he can’t even be mad bc he’s whipped
“look at you all dressed up today, wanna go out later? my treat?”
“oh really? thanks chuuya-san! you’re such a nice friend. i’ll go invite the others right now, i’ll see you later!”
“...”
fast forward to later in the evening and he finds himself at a little restaurant with the black lizard + higuchi and akutagawa
sigh
in unison all of them go, “thank you for the meal chuuya-san!” (except aku and hirotsu are quieter & and gin just a nods hehe)
“no problem” (ꐦ ´͈ ᗨ `͈ )
gin only pats him on the back in sympathy
he spends a lot of time trying to think of ways to make it absolutely and undeniably clear that he has feelings for you
he always fails
“(y/n) i like you”
“i like you too chuuya-san”
“really?”
“mhm”
“t-then will you—”
“you’re a really great friend! and superior too”
“...nevermind”
“oh were you saying something?”
“nah, just forget about it”
tachihara is laughing in the corner of the corridor
dont worry, chuuya made sure to get back at him
chuuya’s been pinning after you for years and frankly, his failed attempts to woo you has lead everyone to the breaking point
and i mean everyone
yes, even aku
hell even dazai
but dazai also thinks it’s funny, so he doesn’t mind all that much
okay bye bye dazai-san this headcanon set isn’t abt you rn
PLEASE EVERYONE FEELS SO BAD FOR HIM
they knew even if he kissed you, you still might not get it
so they decided to help him
super secret mission get chuuya and (y/n) together is a go!
they’re still working on a proper mission name, don’t mind them
they had a super secret strategy meeting!
you can bet your ass that they nearly got nothing done
akutagawa & kaiji weren’t much help, neither was higuchi, mori, or elise
tachihara nearly got killed for a thoughtless comment
“just tell them chuuya-san!”
“i already fucking did you ass!”
gin, hirotsu, and kouyou were the most helpful !!
hirotsu and kouyou both agreed on the idea that chuuya should try courting with bouquets of flowers instead of flat out asking you bc they knew you found them pretty
(even if you don’t identify as a female, flowers are for everyone no matter gender or sexuality! so let’s normalize giving flowers to everyone <33 )
gin didn’t speak but she used cards to communicate
everyone knew that you weren’t stupid (you wouldn’t have survived in the mafia if you were) but they did know that you were only stupid when it came to all this lovey dovey stuff
i mean, if chuuya gave you flowers every so often, there’s no way that you wouldn’t piece it together at some point
right...??
but kouyou assured him that even though you wouldn’t get it right away, you’d appreciate the gestures and that he’ll stand out more
she even said that if someone gave her flowers, she would appreciate it, whether or not she reciprocated their feelings
it takes guts to be so up front with your feelings after all
gin and hirotsu only nodded with her explanation
once again, this only provoked a reaction out of tachihara
“what do you know gin? i get the old man and kouyou-san, they’re grown, but you? what do you know abt courting? or flowers? what are you a girl?”
akutagawa choked on his cough, higuchi on air, and on the other side of yokohoma at the ada, dazai is cackling
yes, dazai somehow placed a listening device onto chuuya’s hat and was listening in
don’t ask how, it’s dazai
“DAZAI GET YOUR BANDAGED ASS OFF THE COUCH AND STOP LAUGHING”
anyways
the next day, chuuya did what was barely discussed and for once, things actually started to look up
until they started look to down again
at first, it actually looked like you understood his intentions after he gave you a bouquet of flowers
literally everyone was leaning against the opposite hallway you two were in and then they got excited !!
especially chuuya !
but then your expression sort of changed...??
and then in their heads they simultaneously went, “oh no”
they knew that expression
it was very familiar when you tended to friend zone chuuya
but boy let me tell you what you said next made them facepalm and or make their jaws drop
“ah, so you really are friend zoning me huh chuuya-san; what a shame, i really did like you”
LEMME TELL YOU WHEN I SAY THAT CHUUYA WAS DISTRESSED I MEAN HE WAS DISTRESSED
you liked him??
him of all people??
he wasn’t complaining, no of course not, but he still couldn’t believe it
but that wasn’t what he was really focusing on right now
what in any form or language did it say he was friend zoning you?!
flower language apparently
chuuya chose to buy the bouquet of yellow roses, pink carnations, and yellow carnations bc he thought you would appreciate the brighter colors, and so that you’d remember them better (because remembering them, meant remembering him)
but ooh boy
altogether, they meant the exact opposite message he wanted to send
someone help him pls
“you see chuuya-san, yellow roses mean friendship, pink carnations mean gratitude, and yellow carnations mean rejection; sooo in a nutshell, these pretty much say ‘thank you for being my friend, but im rejecting you”
no one can tell if tachihara is crying or wheezing
and dazai is having the time of his life
yes, he started listening in on him again
and chuuya is just stunned
like speechless and unmoving stunned
is he just bad at this whole courting/dating thing?? it’s only been one day and of it and somehow he was the one doing the rejecting??
“thank you for the flowers chuuya-san, i’ll be going now; i’ll make sure to let this affect our friendship. i’ll see you tomorrow!”
you passed by the not so subtle group of people
“tachihara-kun..?? are you alright?”
just for context, he was leaning his forehead against the wall using his forearm
again, it was hard to tell whether he was crying or wheezing
“i-im okay (y/n)-san...i think c-chuuya-san has it worse than me”
“...okay..?”
BACK TO CHUUYA
he’s still frozen poor baby
but it’s okay bc after like 5 more seconds he’s chasing you down the hallway you were walking in
kouyou, with a knowing smile on her face, ushers everyone away towards the opposite direction
she received some whines (ahem, tachihara and mori) but silenced them by summoning golden demon
but it’s okay
if they run fast enough, they can see what happens through the security cameras
chuuya caught up with you and tried to explain everything but he was exhausted
emotionally, physically (bc since when did you walk that fast??), and generally just tired with the whole situation
he just wanted to call you his; was that too much to ask??
as explosive as he can be, he can be calm and collected too
and he really did try to be that way as he talked with you but it was very difficult at the moment
the dumbfounded and confused look on your face his face twitch with annoyance and his heart started beating faster bc god you were cute
BUT THATS BESIDES THE POINT RIGHT NOW
thank goodness after what seemed like years, you finally somewhat understood what happened
you didn’t understand completely but it was something
The two of you stood in the middle of the unusually empty hallway facing each other, you with the bouquet still in hand. It was quiet as you and Chuuya assessed the situation.
You looked at him skeptically and he stared right back you with his gorgeous blue eyes.
“...So you do like me Chuuya-san??”
“Yes”
“And you were trying to court me just now, not friend zone me??”
“Yes”
You got most of your questions out of the way, but there was something that you’ve been wondering about for quite a while.
“...So you’re not gay for Dazai-san??”
“Yes, im not wait—GAY FOR DAZAI?? THAT MACKEREL??”
Chuuya did a double take. What in heavens name made it seem like he liked that suicidal maniac?? Why would he choose him if he had you?
Like he would choose him anyways; or ever consider him as a possible romantic partner.
“Oh, so you are?”
“NO! I SAID I LIKED YOU DIDN’T I?”
“Well yeah, but I thought you liked Dazai-san too. As annoying as he is, he can be quite charming—”
He was out of patience at this point (nope definitely not because you were talking about Dazai who told you that?) and just decided to kiss you.
You immediately melted into the kiss and kissed him back with the same amount of love and feeling.
Letting the bouquet fall to the ground, you wrapped you arms around his neck and his put his on your lower back and brought you closer to him. After a few more moments, the two of you broke apart for air.
The two of you, slightly out of breath, leaned your foreheads against each other and just basked in each others presence.
Chuuya looked into your (e/c) eyes and asked you just a little bit above a whisper, “Now do you get my intentions and feeling?”
You blinked at him before breaking out into a grin, “Hmm I’m not sure; do you wanna do that again Chuuya?”
The red head only blinked back at you before rolling his eyes, a smile present on his handsome features, his heart fluttering at you using his name with the honorific.
“Dumbass”
Smiling cheekily at him, you pressed a kiss on his cheek and started dragging him towards the lobby to take a walk around the building perimeter, knowing that the two of you can’t be too far from work.
The way down to the lobby was mostly in comfortable silence until you said something that made Chuuya want to bash his head against the wall.
“You know, you could’ve just told me you liked me Chuuya. It’s not like I would’ve said no.”
Once again, as the rest of the more power mafia members watch from security cameras, it is hard to tell whether Tachihara is crying or wheezing of laughter.
omake !!
The two of you just started making your way around the building when suddenly a very familiar voice came from Chuuya’s prized hat.
“Chuuyaaaa!! It was about time you stopped being a chicken, Chibi!”
Removing his hat from his head, he started yelling at it not knowing exactly where the listening device was planted.
“TEME! HOW DID YOU—”
“And (y/n)! I would congratulate you, but I think I would rather offer you my condolences. Why him?! He’s just a slimy slug. OOH OOH how would you like to join me in a double suicide?! A shame it won’t be a lover’s suicide but it’ll annoy Chuuya so I think it’ll be worth it! ”
“YOU—”
“And please don’t kiss while I’m listening in. You made me lose my appetite! And it was such a shame! I was eating crab using Kunikida-kun’s money! Do you know what you’ve cost me?!”
“DAZAI YOU PIECE OF—”
“Ah! Kunikida-kun is here! I have to go!”
You can hear something is the background that vaguely sounds like, “DAZAI YOU WASTE OF BANDAGES STOP USING MY MONEY”
“DAZAI DON’T YOU DARE LEAVE IM NOT DONE WITH—”
*Click!*
The click sound from the hat revealed that Dazai disconnected.
Chuuya twitched and glared furiously at his signature hat hating that the voice he hated the most came out of it.
“Aww, I didn’t get to talk to Dazai-san”
Chuuya whipped his head towards you, a look of mock (or real) betrayal showing on his features.
You laughed at him before taking the hat out of his hands and placing it on his head.
He shyly looked away before muttering a thanks making you smile wider. Just as the two of you were about to start walking, a small explosion erupted from his hat; it was likely that Dazai made the listening device self destruct.
“DAZAI YOU BASTARDD”
At the Armed Detective Agency, a certain suicidal maniac hid from the wrath of his current partner as he thought about the wrath his old one.
“Hmmm I wonder if Chuuya would finally stop wearing his ugly hats if I blow all of them up...”
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How will the bros react to MC self-doubting themselves? Like saying bad things about them or can't be serious someone give them compliment.
Supportive demon bois coming right up! Sorry I took so long to write this anon! Thank you so much for the ask! (Also, thank you all for the love on my previous posts!)
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The Brothers with an MC who self doubts themselves:
Lucifer:
-As the embodiment of pride itself, Lucifer has an overwhelming amount of confidence, almost all the damn time
-So, he was flabbergasted to learn that you weren’t the same
-He always insisted that you aren’t anything but perfect, yet you always seemed to brush the compliments off with a shrug and an awkward smile
-Well, shit, we can’t have that
-Lucifer just got 10x more serious about the matter
-He pulls a really stupid concerned face whenever you insult yourself and he looks more and more like a 48 year old man/dad each time it happens
-He, as of late, increased the number of pet names he has for you and the amount of compliments he gives you each day
-He refuses to let you talk badly about yourself anywhere, at any point in time and encourages every little step you take towards bettering yourself like crazy
- Lucifer wants to prove to you that you are an absolute ray of sunshine and he will go to any lengths to do just that (do not ask)
-He’s even more affectionate than usual which confuses just about everyone in the House of Lamentation, yourself included
-His brothers are feeling a disturbance in the force and they don’t know how to feel about it
-You are possibly the best thing that’s happened to him since he fell as angel and Lucifer is ready to do whatever he can to help you realise that
Mammon:
-“You’re an idiot!”
-“*Sigh*, I know.”
-“Wha-Wait! Y-you can’t say thAT!”
-The Great Mammon is seriously worried about his human
-Being the dense motherfucker he is (i still love him tho) it took him weeks to realise you’re not all that confident in yourself
-At some point in your relationship, he jokingly called you annoying and you just went “Yeah I’ve been told. Sorry.”
-His jaw literally dropped and he almost cried
-He would have choked if he was drinking something
-Tsundere Mammon has gone bye bye and here comes the cuddling teddy bear that is your boyfriend
-He also doesn’t have as much self love for himself as he sometimes pretends to have so he’s kinda in the same boat
-Which means your boat is leaking and you’re perfectly fine with it while he’s panicking and trying to throw water overboard with his hands
-His brothers call him an idiot a lot but he’s a very sociable guy with people skills that he uses all the time in order to coax you out of your self pitiying shell
-Will whine every time you call yourself ‘useless’ or disagree with his compliments because what the hell, you’re literally the most gorgeous being ever let me love youuuu
-When it comes to you and your happiness, he ain’t fucking around. He will snarl at anyone that even looks at you in the wrong way
-Did that to Lucifer once, guess a what happened
-You’ve definitely helped him come to terms with the fact that he is loveable and not a good for nothing scum
-So now it’s your turn!
-Let him kiss your insecurities away please
-Your presence makes him feel wanted so he wants the same for you!
Levi:
-Well then
-It takes two to tango ya know?
-He is the KING of self loathing and no confidence whatsoever in anything he does so every time you put yourself down, he counters it with a self deprecating insult as well
-“I suck.”
-“Nah, you’re pretty awesome normie. I’m the shut in, disgusting otaku who can barely set foot outside his bedroom without having an anxiety attack.”
-It’s like you’re trying to outdo the other on who is worse
-Truth is, he really admires you, especially knowing you chose to date him; an anime nerd with no social life and no communication skills whatsoever
-It hurts a bit, every time he builds up the courage to actually compliment you and you not taking it seriously
-That’s because he recognises that he’s the same and just as harsh on himself as you are
-Levi knows self hatred is something that takes time to demolish
-But you are his Henry after all (also his partner but whatevs)
-He’s not gonna leave you hanging when you need him the most
-He also gradually stops calling you a normie as your relationship progresses, though it still slips through every now and again
-Basically, the first time he realised that you think negatively of yourself, his immediate reaction was: Haha lmao relatable
-But now, every time it happens, he gets all serious
-Puts his controller down and everything, it’s like witnessing a very rare phenomenon and it’s creepy as shit
-He’s also made an effort to be more physically affection though he is kinda shy about it because damn it he just wants to hug you every time you speak badly of yourself
-Probably writes a list at some point stating all the reasons why you are better than him and Ruri chan combined, it’s rlly sweet
Satan:
-He’s a bit curious as to where that mentality has come from
-What triggered you to be so self doubtful?
-He’s basically your psychotherapist and asks you a lot of questions trying to find different causes and solutions for your issues
-Honestly, he puts so much effort into trying to understand, reading books about it from the human realm and whatever he can find in order to help you
-He scrunches up his nose every time you call yourself an idiot or anything of the sort
-Satan knows that insisting you’re wonderful won’t exactly help you overcome this problem of yours
-But that doesn’t stop him from doing it
-It’s not like you can ignore his comments because he will keep complimenting you until you accept them
-He also repeats a lot of pick up lines but that’s just part of being his partner
-What do you mean you’re worthless?!! He would literally give away all of his books and his hatred for Lucifer in exchange for your well being!
-Satan is possibly the smartest out of all of his brothers, so he uses a tactical approach on this one
-Direct affectionate gestures don’t work on you so he’s gonna be more subtle
-Would slightly hint that you are amazing every time you do something for him, like fetching him a book or something
-“Ah thank you. I don’t know what I would do without you love.”
-He’s a lot smoother than he gives himself credit for
-He just appreciates your existence and that there’s someone out there that he doesn’t need to be act hostile or fake toward
-Satan is ready to sit down and listen to you talk about your insecurities for hours on end
-You would quietly say something bad about yourself and he would run through the House of Lamentation before bursting into the room you are in, shouting ‘No! That’s wrong!’ (going Danganronpa on your asses)
-“Welp, I fucked up again. I can’t do anything right.”
-And then, in the distance you hear boss music starting
Asmo:
-*Shocked Gasp*
-How could you say such things about yourself???? Is that even leGAl?
-Of course, the literally prince of Lust, with all of his narcissism, has never experienced things like ‘self doubt’ of ‘bad self esteem’
-Pfft, the fuck is that?
-He only uses the most positive of words when he describes himself
-So obviously he almost falls off the bed when he hears you insulting yourself for the first time
-But ya know, that would leave bruises on his beautiful skin
-“Oh darling, you’re not annoying or a moron! You’re not anything like Mammon!”
-That was a below belt fatal hit, press f in the chat for the second eldest
-At some point, he just genuinely believes you’ve been spending too much time with Levi and that his negativity started rubbing off on you
-But then you tell him you’ve always been like this and he almost has a crisIS
-He’s like ‘Haha, no, we’re going to get a spa day out tomorrow and a few shopping sprees so I can prove to you that you are magnificent in every way imaginable.’
-Asmo loves pampering you in general but on the days he sees you feeling extra sorry for yourself, he goes above and beyond
-Gets very hurt when you brush off his compliments because he just wants you to accept the fact that you’re beautiful
-He’s like a supportive mom lmao, whenever you’re feeling self doubtful, he goes “You’re doing great sweetie, keep it up I’m really proud of you.”
-It’s up to you to decide whether that helps or not
-He’s such a sweetheart in reality, it’s hard to remember that he’s supposed to be horny all the time
-Well he is but that’s not the point, you’re way more important
-Asmo is so much fun to write cuz I can make him so dramatic it’s hilarious
Beel:
-Oh no :(
-He gets very sad everytime you self deprecate yourself
-You can’t do it with him in the room because he’s going to start crying and give you this kicked puppy stare, it will break your heart
-Beel kinda comes over and goes “If I give you some of my food will you please stop saying bad things about yourself? Because it’s not true.”
-Well you can’t say no to that face
-He feels like it’s his fault you’re this self doubtful even though you’ve tried to explain to him you’ve always been like this
-He goes crying to his twin half the time because he doesn’t know what to do
-“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to drop it! Fucking hell, I’m such a fucking klutz.”
-“Sniffle no you’re not.”
-He’s like, giving you large portions of his food now
-Because food makes him happy so he wants you to be happy too
-🙂
-His brothers go in shock every time because the only other person Beel has ever shared his food with before was Belphie
-Physical affection goes through the roof with this guy
-Bone crushing hugs btw
-Your self worth is so immeasurable with him, you can’t even measure it
-W h o a
-I’m being serious, don’t talk badly about yourself in front of him unless you want to be hugged into next week
-You are a literal angel in his eyes, of course he thinks highly of you
-He’s just hoping his presence isn’t making your self esteem worse, that’s the thing that keeps him up at night
-Idk why but he does think that he is a bad influence on your mental well being since he’s a demon
-Beel gives you compliments all the time and it confuses him when you laugh them off uncertainly because he wasn’t joking or lying??
-He’s always supportive of your choices and encourages you to be more confident
-The same way you show your support everytime you come to his games to cheer him on
-Overall, he just wants you to feel special and appreciated
-Because you deserve it
-IneedmyselfaBeel
Belphie:
-He feels like absolute shit
-Becuase he’s well aware he‘s called you a few...not so nice words in the past
-Back then, he only thought he meant everything he said but now that he’s hearing you accept his insults and actually repeating them yourself?
-It hurts his brain and he wants to smash his head against all four walls of the room for being such a cretin
-You do tell him it’s not exactly his fault you think so badly of yourself
-But he still believes he fueled it
-So now he needs to fix it
-He’s tried everything and I mean everything
-It’s kinda working, slow progress is made which he’s really happy about but you know, it’s gonna take a while
-He finally settles on physical affection as the best way to communicate his gratefulness for you being youself
-Oh, he wasn’t hugging you before? He is now, get your ass next to him and let him cuddle you
-Handholding has increased by 69% in the last month, sorry for the loss of your right hand with how much he squeezes it
-Sometimes, he can’t help but a throw an insult at you in a playful manner, because he’s an asshole
-But he always makes sure you understand that he was just joking
-He’s such a little shit, you would be having a chat with him and you would subtly drop a insult at yourself hoping he wouldn’t notice
-But then he stops dead in his tracks, kisses you, says “Shut up, you’re stunning” and then he goes right back to the previous conversation like nothing happened
-Accept his compliments damn it otherwise he will continue to bug you about it for the rest of the day
-He’s an eboy and he’s a dickhead a times, but he just goes soft for you tbh
-If you’re feeling really bad about yourself, he won’t even say anything
-He will just big spoon you for the next 24 hours, good luck going to the bathroom or any meals during that time
-Because once you’re in his grip, you’re not getting out that easily
-He gets so pissy if anyone says something even slightly negative about you to your face
-One time, a random demon called you stupid in one of the classes at RAD and he was like ‘bïtch excuse me what?’
-Snapped his head around at him and everything
-He would have done something worse but he was lazy and feeling really petty
-So Belphie kicked him in the privates from under his desk like a damn spoiled brat
-And then he turned his head back to you, all smiles and rainbows and puppies
-I’m simping so hard for a fictional character wtf
-I had to write more protective Belphie cuz I can’t find anything of the sort anymore and I need flUFF
(Haha, I don’t know what this post is, my writing has officially taken a shit lmao. Sorry this took so long to finish, I kept going back to edit all of them)
Al~
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the other end of my scarlet thread...
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Summary: Every year at midnight of Christmas Night, everyone is able to see the red string of fate connecting them to their soulmate. Y/N has spent the last few years, chasing hers with no avail and is just about to give up, and simply spends her Christmas at the LFG company party, and then goes home alone. Victor has known who his soulmate is since the first year Y/N joined the company, however that was also the year he heard Y/N say in a drunken ramble (due to spiked punch) say that in a tier list of ‘who she’d date in LFG’, Victor didn’t even make the list. This year he plans not only to get on that list, but to be her only option.
Merry Christmas @chibienvychan03, I’m your Secret Santa, I hope you enjoy it <3
Standing in the lobby of LFG, you tried to psyche yourself up to deliver the report to Victor, it would be your last report this year and you and your team had spent countless sleepless nights writing and refining the report so you could hopefully end the year on a glowing report. However, knowing Victor’s nitpicking tendencies you had literally stressed about this all night and even on the drive up to LFG, you had practiced the report with Anna, adding answers to questions you felt Victor would ask. However, the time had come, and Goldman walking up to you signaled that Victor was ready to see you.
“You look like death warmed up.” Goldman said as he got close to you.
“Gee, Goldman glad to see you too.” you replied playfully.
“I’m serious, you look even worse than the very first Christmas party you attended at LFG and you were so drunk.”
“Remind me, not to trust the communal punch bowl again.” you groaned, rubbing your forehead as if to banish the memory from you.
“Though I have to say, I didn’t think you’d have even less of a filter drunk than you did sober, it was pretty entertaining.” Goldman nudged you, as he laughed, “I mean that tier list, I didn’t even know you knew the main employees at LFG.”
“Of course, I do, I make a point to know all the people I interact with.” you said in a prideful tone.
Goldman scoffed, “Sure, you’re such a model business partner, you should give lessons.”
“I think you’re just mad I only put you as a ‘B’ on my list.” you stuck your tongue out at him.
“I wouldn’t date you if you paid me.” Goldman threw back, at your scandalised gasp, “I think everyone was more shocked our CEO wasn’t even on your list.”
“There is no way I’d go out with a man who doesn’t even call me by my own name.” you pouted.
“Don’t you think maybe it’s just affectionate teasing?” Goldman asked.
“You’re on thin ice Goldman, keep talking and you won’t be getting away of my famous gingerbread.” you threatened, pointing a finger in his face, as you both stopped in front of Victor’s office.
Goldman grabbed the finger lightly, moving it from his face, “Alright, alright, I’ll stop. Go and give your report.”
You turned your head, noticing you had reached your destination, and quickly stepped away from Goldman. Fixing your appearance and taking a deep breath, after throwing a final glare at Goldman you raised your hand and knocked thrice on the door. After a minute you heard a deep “Come in.” and you stepped over the threshold to accept your fate.
After you finished your report, having answered ten grueling questions from Victor, and barely stuttering through the questions that despite your careful planning you somehow hadn’t prepared for. You now stood with bated breath, wondering why Victor hadn’t let you leave yet, as you shifted your weight from foot to foot as the silence grew between you. Watching Victor shuffle his papers and sign documents you kicked the floor slightly with the toe of your shoe, the slight noise alerting Victor.
“Hey, take a seat, I’ll be done in a minute and I’ll give you a lift back.” Victor gestured at the couch in the side of his office, and without waiting for your response went back to work.
Swallowing the barb dancing on the tip of your tongue, you walked over and plopped down on the couch, pulling out your phone to watch some videos whilst you waited for Victor. After a few minutes, you suddenly felt your phone being pulled slightly out of your grasp, and looking up you noticed Victor hovering over you, already dressed in his coat.
“Come on Dummy, let’s go.” Victor called and then stood back to his full height turning around to walk back to his desk to pick up his briefcase and file folder.
You couldn’t help admiring the fine figure Victor cut in his winter get up, checking him out but quickly averting your eyes when he faced you once again. Standing up, you smoothed your outfit and then followed Victor, thanking him as he opened the door for you to exit the office. Passing through the corridors you passed Goldman, who seeing you with the CEO raised an eyebrow at you, but just as you took a deep breath to yell at him, he quickly called out.
“Remember, I don’t eat peppermint.” Goldman said patting you on the shoulder before leaving quickly before you could retort.
Shaking you head, huffing out a laugh and rolling your eyes as Victor behind you furrowed his brows casting his eyes between you and Goldman in confusion. However, he didn’t breach the subject until you were both sitting in his car and as he drove you home.
“So... what did Goldman mean?” Victor coughed once and glanced at you almost bashfully, but all this was lost on you as you kept your eyes on the scenery outside of the window.
“Oh, I bake a whole batch of gingerbread every year for my friends and stuff. And I do different flavour combinations for different people depending on their taste.
“You bake, does it taste good?” Victor said, and sadly his intended tease fell flat at your response.
“It’s good enough for people who aren’t gourmet chefs at least.” you threw back spitefully, and Victor winced slightly, deciding to change the topic instead.
“Anyway... you got any plans for Christmas?” Victor asked.
Deciding to cut him some slack, you humoured him in the change of subject, “No plans, apart from the LFG Christmas Party.”
“No... no plans with your soulmate?”
You laughed bitterly, raising your left hand to stare at your pinky finger, “I’ve spent years chasing after them and he obviously doesn’t want to find me, I think after this year, I’m just going to give up.”
Victor choked on his breath as he stopped outside your apartment building, turning to look at you with slight panic in his eyes, “What if he IS looking for you, right now?” he asked. You shrugged unbuckling your seatbelt and hopping out of his car, not answering his question you then shut the car door, turning to enter your building, missing how Victor stared at your retreating figure with determination in his eyes.
A few days passed and you found yourself navigating the supermarket at an ungodly hour of 1am so that you it was finally quiet and the only people accompanying you were tired college students and insomniacs. You picked up a basket, yawning as you walked through the automatic doors, before first navigating through the fruit and veg aisles, to pick up fresh ginger, oranges and other ingredients. You snapped a quick picture of the empty aisles, uploading it to your Moments with a yawning and sleepy emoji as the caption alongside the words, ‘Night Owl’, as you entered the dairy section. Crouching down in front of the various pots of double cream, you unlocked your phone to check the quantities you needed when you felt a cool sensation atop your head. Looking up, to your surprise, was Victor standing next to you, still dressed impeccably, a stark contrast to your very casual outfit. Grabbing the appropriate double cream containers and carefully placing them in your basket, you stood, and Victor placed a can of tea in your hands, before bending slightly and picking up your heavy basket with ease.
“You need anything else?” Victor asked softly, and you tilted your head as you once again saw the rare appearance of “soft Victor”, something that never failed to make you heartbeat race.
“Ah... um...” You stopped and collected your thoughts under Victor’s amused gaze, “No, I think I got everything. How come you’re here I thought you preached “8 hours of sleep a day”, and “if you don’t get enough sleep, you’ll continue to make stupid mistakes”.” during your quotations you deepened your voice to mimic Victor, before realising that it wasn’t the best idea to mock the prime investor of your company and you covered your mouth with your hands.
“Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.” you apologised quickly, looking in the opposite direction of Victor.
Victor sighed, switching the basket to the outside and reaching out he placed his larger hand atop your head, ruffling your tresses affectionately, “If you have time to practice impressions of me, you should instead put that energy into proofreading your report.” you looked up and stared as Victor smiled softly at you, but you chalked it up to your sleepy state, and you spent the next half hour wandering the aisles of the deserted supermarket with Victor, picking up various ingredients and supplies, and finally once you reached the checkout, as you fumbled in your purse for your wallet, Victor took the opportunity to swipe his black card and pay for your groceries.
Leaving the supermarket holding the lighter of your bags, you turned to Victor to admonish him for his act, “Victor, I could’ve paid you know!”
“I know that, just thought I’d help you out.” Victor shrugged before raising a hand to halt your open mouth, “No, you do not need to pay me back,”
You shut your mouth, and after a couple beats of silence, you erupted in giggles as Victor watching you also began to laugh at the silliness of the whole situation. Your combined breaths swirling around you both in white whisps, as you both calmed down. Once you had both regained your composure, you extended your hand out for Victor to return the bag to you so you can go home. But to your surprise Victor shook his head silently at you and then grabbed your right hand, leading you over to his car. As you walked the short distance in the still night blanketing Loveland City, you furrowed your brow as you felt a weird tingling feeling in your left pinky and looking down there was no visible change but shaking you head you dispelled such thoughts and simply followed the CEO with full trust.
A few more days passed, and you were window shopping in the New Light Mall, looking for a dress for the LFG Christmas Party. You had planned to just recycle a dress you already owned with a different jacket and some new accessories, but to your horror you noticed it had a stain on it, and it was in a pretty noticeable spot. Taking it to the drycleaners, the workers sadly informed that due to the holiday season, they would be unable to get it back to you before the Christmas Party date, knowing it was a fruitless endeavour, you apologised to the workers but still left the dress with them so you could at least have a clean dress for the next fancy function.
Leading you to the current predicament, aimlessly wandering through the shopping centre, window shopping and hoping something would catch your eye. After an hour of searching, you were just about ready to give up when a simple dress caught your eye. Approaching the window, you noted that although the dress seemed simple in its cut and style, the choice of slightly shimmery satin gave it an air of elegance, and even better because of the simple but fashionable cut you could easily rewear the dress and change the look with different accessories. Casting your eyes to the side of the mannequin you saw a small plaque with the pricing of the dress, and your eyes lit up seeing it was an affordable price. Entering the store, you prayed silently that the store would carry your size, and lo and behold, it did. You held the dress up against your figure, as you watched yourself in the full-view mirror, giggling lightly and swishing out the skirt to admire the cut.
After purchasing the dress, you noted the sky had grown dark and as you left the shopping centre you decided to take a detour through Creek Ancient Street where you knew there was a light display, before heading home. Just from approaching the bridge that led into Creek Ancient Street you could see the steady stream of people and the faint glow of the Christmas lights. Skipping your way past the colourful market stalls and following the pathway of lights, you found yourself in front of a large tree in the middle of the crossroads. The silver lights twinkled in the branches and in the darkness, it looked like scattered stars and casting your eyes to the side you saw that for a small price you could purchase a small ornament which you could attach a written wish to and then you could hang it on the tree’s branches. Walking towards the stall vendor, you examined the rows upon rows of Christmas ornaments, before spotting a small, cute snowman that wore a simple santa hat and a red sparkly bow around its neck. Pointing at it you asked for the vendor to take it down for you, when the vendor’s comment made you pause.
“Miss, this snowman comes in a pair would you like to buy the other one too?” the vendor handed you the smaller snowman, and then retrieved the snowman’s counterpart, a taller snowman with a deep red scarf, black hat and thick eyebrows, and showed him to you.
Looking at how well the pair looked together, you felt awkward in splitting them up, so you were about to hand the snowman back when a large hand appeared over your shoulder and plucked the snowman out of the vendors hand, replacing it with money to cover both ornaments. Turning your head quickly, your eyes widened as the sight of Victor, who simply thanked the vendor, who smiled in thanks for the purchase, and then he spun you around and led you over to the tree.
“Victor, what are you doing here?” you questioned.
“Just passing by.” Victor coughed into his fist and averted his eyes, and you could be mistaken but in the low hazy lighting you were almost certain that the red on the tips of his ears was out of embarrassment rather than the cold.
You squinted in skepticism at Victor’s response, with how far away you were from LFG it seemed unlikely that Victor was simply “passing by”. But shrugging you turned your eyes to the ornament and after running over the snowman with your thumb, you uncapped a pen from the jar on a table next to the tree and thought about your wish.
“You not going to wish to meet your soulmate?” Victor asked.
Noting this was the second time in the last week Victor had brought this up you queried him, “Why are you so interested in my soulmate?”
“Maybe finding your soulmate will make you better at your work.” Victor teased, poking you directly in the middle of your forehead.
“Hey!” you rubbed your forehead pouting, “What about you?”
“What about me?” Victor asked, not watching you but instead finishing to write his wish.
“Is your wish about finding your soulmate?”
Victor stopped looked at you for a few seconds, before reaching up and hanging his ornament on the tree branch before answering with a simple, “Something like that.”
You hurriedly finished your wish with hopes of the coming year to make your father proud, and whilst handing the ornament to Victor your fingers brushed his palm, and as he turned to hang your ornament next to his you felt that tingling sensation in your pinky finger once again. Thinking it was simply pin and needles you rubbed it with your other hand until the feeling faded once again.
Stepping into the rented, lavishly decorated rented hall that was the location of the LFG Christmas Party, you marveled at the decorations, snapping pictures of the decorations to quickly add to your Moments. When you felt a hand on your shoulder, and you jumped with a small yelp.
“Goldman!” you called, spinning around, and seeing the drink in his hand you looked around for a waiter.
“Don't even think about it, the waiters know not to give you any alcohol.” Goldman told you.
“Come on, one glass.” you pouted.
“Talk to me when you stop being a lightweight.” Goldman deadpanned, despite your sad puppy dog eyes, “Anyway don’t you want to spend one party sober so you can find you soulmate?”
You scoffed, “Fine, but when I don’t find him, you owe me.” you pointed at him accusatorily.
Goldman nodded and then you and him after a short conversation, you both parted and you spent the next few hours talking to various employees of LFG, and taking some fun selfies with Kiki, Willow and Anna. Finally, as midnight drew closer your social battery was running low and you made your way over a deserted balcony, and you sighed leaning your arms on the railing.
“Please tell me no-one gave you alcohol.” a deep baritone cut through your reverie, and you opened your eyes to watch as he approached you and at your shiver Victor began to take off his coat, reaching to put it around your shoulders.
“Shouldn’t you save this behaviour for your soulmate?” You teased.
“Be worried about a certain Dummy’s health isn’t something my soulmate would get mad at me about.” Victor threw back, his tone softer than usual but you felt this was due to the festive period.
You sighed, casting your eyes to the stars twinkling above, “How come you’re so calm?”
“Sorry?”
“Most people your age seem more concerned that they haven't found their soulmate.” you mused.
“My age?” Victor teased, standing next to you and placing a hand next to your elbow, so he could lean over you slightly, “Am I so old to you?”
“You know what I mean.” you rolled our eyes.
“Aren’t people YOUR age still full of hopeless fantasies about your soulmates?”
“Yeah, some of us aren’t.” you sighed, drawing a circle on the stone railing.
“Really, with an imagination like yours I’d expect you had your whole future planned out by now.”
“I did once,” you smiled, rested your hands flat against the railing and leaned backwards, “I still have the scrapbook I made with my high school friends, it may seem silly but it was really fun at the time.” you didn’t know why, but you suddenly felt you had to justify embarrassing younger self to Victor.
Victor reached out and placed it on your head, stroking your hair gently, “It’s not silly, not at all.” his soft tone, caused a heat to prickle under your cheeks.
“Thanks Victor, you’re really sweet when you want to be.”
“I’m glad even someone like you can see my good points.”
You scoffed, “You’re a good guy Victor, anyone would be lucky to have you.”
“Even you?”
You laughed, “Yeah even m-”
The clock struck midnight, and you looked down seeing a bright scarlet thread materialise around your left pinky finger, a neat little bow adorning it. Following the thread with your eyes, to your absolute horror for the first time in your life you saw the end of the red thread, neatly tied around Victor’s finger. You felt like ice cold water had been poured down your back, and you felt faint, stumbling backwards as you realised the only one who was shocked was you.
You lifted your trembling left index finger, pointing it Victor, “Y-y-y-you knew?”
Victor realising this was going south, tried to placate you, “Listen y/n-”
“How long?”
“...”
“How long, Victor!”
“... the first year you collaborated with LFG.”
“It must have been real fun for you, to string me along whilst you laughed behind my back.”
“No, that’s not it.” Victor took a step towards you, but you shook your head, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes, stepping back once more, you ripped his jacket from your shoulders throwing it haphazardly at Victor’s face, before fleeing the venue.
Reaching home, you threw yourself on your bed not bothering to take off any of your clothes and started sobbing into your pillow. It wasn’t that you were disappointed in WHO your soulmate was, in fact part of your tears were full of relief, knowing that the guy you were beginning to fall for was your soulmate. Now the guilty feelings that were beginning to surface, that you were betraying your soulmate could be put to rest. You rolled over onto your back, teary eyes staring at your ceiling and hugging your pillow tightly to your chest. ‘What am I going to do now?’ you wondered closing your eyes and slipping off into a dreamless sleep.
You had spent the last week, avoiding Victor at all costs. If you had a meeting at LFG, Anna subbed in for you, saw him in the corridor, you hid behind a potted plant until you were certain he had gone. you had even recruited Goldman to give you updates on Victor’s movements, and although he had no idea what was going on, bless his heart he was still helping you avoid his boss.
You sighed, leaning against the wall of an empty hallway in LFG on New Year’s Eve with Goldman staring at you confused.
“So... why are you avoiding the boss?” Goldman asked, passing you a water bottle from the vending machine.
“Hah... I... Goldman I-”
“So, you found out?”
You whipped your head up to look at Goldman where he stood next to you taking a sip of his own water bottle, “Y-y-y-you knew?”
Goldman shook his head, “Not for definite but I had a feeling, most of the office did, there’s still an active betting pool on when the two of you are going to finally get together.”
You felt the heat prickle in your cheeks, “A-a-are you part of it?”
Goldman snorted lightly, and offered no response, which meant he was definitely in on it, “Do you like him?”
“Who? Victor?”
“No, the other CEO who’s your soulmate.” Goldman deadpanned.
“I... I do, it’s just he never-”
“For someone who runs around talking about how everyone has different love languages, you really fail to see when someone’s speaking yours.” Goldman pushed off the wall and stood in front of you, “I know I poke fun at you at lot, but I mean it when I say please don’t do that thing you do when you run away from your problems.”
“I don’t-”
“Y/N.” Goldman said sternly.
You sighed again, watching out the window at the city lights blinking as the city prepared to celebrate the new year. “I’ll think about it.” you finished the conversation there and made your way into the streets of Loveland City.
After aimlessly walking around the streets of Loveland City, your heart twinging with sadness every time you passed a happy couple snuggled up to each other whispering softly to each other in the wintery air. In a strange coincidence you ended up back at the large Christmas tree where you had bought the ornament. As you approached the tree you noticed that the shop vendors were taking down some of the ornaments and by chance the vendor you had bought the snowman from the first time spotted you and waved you over.
“Miss!” he called smiling at you brightly.
“Hello.” catching his infectious energy you smile brightly in return, “How come the ornaments are coming down?”
“City Council wants to take down some of the ornaments, so we don’t harm the tree, but I’m glad I caught you.” he then handed the two snowman you and Victor had bought over to you.
“Um, this one isn’t mine...” you started.
“Could you pass it to the gentleman that came with you?” the vendor smiled and then ran off before you could clarify to the vendor that you and Victor weren’t like that.
‘Yet’ your mind whispered, and you shook your head vehemently as if to shake it out of your head.
Stepping into the square, you saw that the minute countdown had started for the new year and you stood stock still amidst the happy people anticipating the new year, caressing Victor’s snowman with your thumb, before the crinkling of the paper caught your eye. Your curiosity winning over your conscience, caused you to turn the paper over to see in Victor’s neat handwriting.
“Please let Y/N, love me back.” a deep baritone voice was heard above you, and you looked up in surprise to catch Victor’s soft eyes.
“Victor?” you whispered, as he approached you, his large hands reaching out to hold your cold cheeks.
“You never let me finish, before you ran off.” Victor said, “I’ve known since the first year, but you got drunk and wouldn’t even put me of your list of people you would date in the company, I’ve spent few years trying to get you to see me in the way I see you.”
“You like me too?” you said in disbelief, the multiple times that Victor was sharp with you flashing through your eyes before overlapping with all the times he was soft with you.
The countdown hit zero as Victor rested his forehead against yours, and as the cheers of the public became background noise around you as the only thing you could hear was Victor’s deep voice saying sincerely to you.
“Dummy, since the moment I met you, I’ve been waiting for you to see the light.”
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Sypaul getting ice cream?
You know that SAF Horror Movie post that was supposed to be headcanons and I wrote it into a oneshot instead? Yeah, I'm back at it. Look, there's nothing I love more than those two wholesome gay werewolves.
Genre: Fluff/ Romance
Words: 2054
TL;DR: Paul and Sybilus go out to get ice cream? Is it a date? Not officially. Could it be? Very possibly.
TW: There's literally none. It's all wholesome. It’s just a lot of gay panic.
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Paul sighed, walking down the streets aimlessly. He was back in Connor Creek, just for a visit. He liked to visit as often as he could- especially around the full moon. It made things a *lot* easier on him. Because even if he hadn't gone full werewolf yet, he did still experience a lot of the struggles that came around that time of month. It was good to be around other wolves- especially Desmond. And of course with the silver reserves, most of the less-than-ideal urges that came up that time of month were kept at bay. The full moon happened to be in two days, so... here he was again.
He wasn't quite sure where he was going. He was just walking, a bit bored. He felt a hand on his shoulder, and he pivoted... so quickly that he fell flat on his ass. Smooth, Paul. Even worse: It was Sybilus. Sybilus, the one person he didn't want to see anything like him flat on his ass. Paul had developped feelings for Syb. He had always though Syb was cool, but... he'd started to catch himself daydreaming. He was good looking, sweet, smart, and... god, he had the coolest name! Paul hadn't meant to fall so hard, but... damn. Both men blushed at the situation they found themselves in. Paul felt bad, reacting like that. He was a bit jumpy... especially with the full moon so soon. Sybilus offered him a hand gently, and Paul took it, standing up.
"T-terribly sorry to have startled you." Sybilus blushed. "I, um..."
"Nah, my bad." Paul chuckled softly. "I'm just jumpy."
"I only meant to say hello... and ask you if you had any t-time- ah! P-p-plans?" Sybilus bit his lip nervously.
"Well... hello." Paul smirked. "And no I don't. Why?"
"I-I was thinking p-p-perhaps we could go into town." Sybilus proposed. "Not this town... the r-real city. M-m-maybe get something to eat?"
"Oh... I actually just had lunch at the Dead Canary." Paul told him. Shit. What was he doing? He actually wanted to go out with Syb.
"We could get ice cream, then. For d-dessert." Sybilus offered.
"Oh yeah! I would be so down for that!" Paul grinned.
"I only say we go into town b-b-because... I-I was going to suggest ice cream anyways. W-w-we don't have a-any real i-i-icecream places here." Sybilus sighed, walking with Paul. They now knew where they were going. To his car. "I-I would start one myself, but I'm rather busy with my other work."
"Maybe I should move here and start one." Paul thought aloud.
"Oh, Paul... y-you've got a very important job." Sybilus shook his head. "We need people like you t-t-to keep sharing the important news with the world."
"Oh yeah, but... I could podcast from up here. Drive into the city to record when I need to..." Paul theorized.
"Well... if you wanted, we could live together." Sybilus offered. "I-I mean you could live a-at my house. You're welcome."
"You know, I'm genuinely considering this." Paul chuckled, climbing into the car. "This could be fun. And it makes sense for me to be here, right? Why just... keep visiting for full moons?"
"You make a v-v-valid point..." Sybilus considered.
"Are you actually cool with me crashing with you?" Paul checked. "Because like... it makes sense, with the two of us being wolves."
"O-of course." Sybilus assured him, starting the car. "And you're right."
"Well that settles it. I'm moving to Connor Creek, running an ice cream shop, and working on my podcast from here." Paul decided.
"M-maybe you should think it over a little bit m-m-more." Sybilus chuckled, driving down the road.
"Yeah, you're right." Paul chuckled nervously.
There was silence in the car for a bit. Neither Paul nor Sybilus knew what to say. Paul had honestly just kept talking about the ice cream shop because he didn't know where to stop. It was awkward, but not tense. Overwhelmingly, if either one had been paying attention, they would have noticed the romantic tension. Both were very evidently interested in each other. But they weren't even able to look at each other with nerves. Paul tapped his fingers nervously. God, now he’d committed to *living* with Syb. He was so nervous that he couldn’t look at the guy but apparently he was going to live with him now. God, he was an idiot. Paul rested his head on his hand, looking out the window.
“So... have you any idea w-what season three of Wayward G-guide is going to look like?” Sybilus asked.
“No clue. Lesly hasn’t even told Artie and I that we get to do it yet.” Paul chuckled. “Who knows who it’ll go to.”
“Oh.” Sybilus frowned. “But you and Artemis did so well with it!”
“Yeah. Lesly’s weird like that.” Paul sighed. “Last I heard he’s looking for siamese twins. Who are also podcast hosts.”
“Have y-you considered podcasting independently?” Sybilus suggested.
“I mean... kinda.” Paul shrugged. “But like... I don’t know. There’s something about Wayward Guide specifically that I just... I loved it.”
“Do you know what in specific that s-s-something might have been?” Sybilus tried to help.
“I... not really.” Paul admitted
“Could it have been the s-story you were t-t-t-telling and not the actual podcast itself?” Sybilus pointed out.
“You know... you could be right.” Paul realized.
“Well... m-m-maybe you could do a podcast on the h-history or Connor Creek while you’re here. S-s-set up a little studio. My office is always rather quuiet, so you could use that.” Sybilus suggested. “M-maybe you could do a podcast on p-paranormal and s-s-supernatural histories throughout our country!”
“You know, that would be really cool.” Paul agreed. “I’ll talk to Artie about it. You know, since... we’re a pair.”
“Oh, of course!” Sybilus nodded.
“Yeah...” Paul bit his lip. He looked to his feet. “Hey, Syb, can I ask you a kinda weird question?”
“Of course.” Sybilus assured him.
“Is there anyone in Connor Creek who’s LGBTQ+ other than Donny?” Paul asked. Oh god. What was he doing? Where was he going with that question. How was he going to play that off? He got an idea. “I mean... just in case APN wants to use that kind of information to celebrate during Pride month.”
“Well... let’s see...” Sybilus thought aloud. “I believe that C-Crispin and Odie Doty were seeing each other before Odie’s unf-fortunate demise. Madison once brought a girlfriend to town council. They’d met at a ‘S-Small Town Law Enforcement Summit’. I always wondered what happened t-to that girlfirend- she was l-l-lovely. And, erm... I’m gay.”
“You are?” Paul started to beam. He caught himself too late, a blushing mess. Goddamnit he was giving himself away!
“Erm... yes.” Sybilus blushed. “I-I’ve never technically come out... no one really d-does in Connor Creek. You just sort of show up with a p-p-partner or two and everyone knows.”
“Huh.” Paul hummed. “I’m bi.��
“Oh.” Sybilus nodded. Paul nearly groaned at what he’d just said. He was real smooth, wasn’t he? Both drove in silence again for a moment. Sybilus pulled into a driveway. “We’re here! T-this is the ice cream shop.”
“So I can get the scoop on my competition.” Paul smirked.
Internally, he was killing himself. Why was literally everything he was doing and saying to this man today the cringiest, most embarassing stuff in his playbook? Seriously. As far as impressions went... he was not making a good one, and he was sure of it. Well at least Sybilus was gay. He had half of a chance. Maybe if he could just calm the fuck down (or whatever it was he needed to do to stop acting like a total dumabss) he could talk Sybilus into getting dinner with him sometime... or maybe he would somehow manage to drive Syb away after he had made the first move. Paul froze. Oh god. Syb had made the first move.
“Are you okay?” Sybilus checked, already out of the car.
“Hm? Oh, yeah!” Paul blushed, getting out. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be s-sorry.” Sybilus chuckled. “I get lost in my head sometimes too.”
“Right...” Paul sighed, walking into the ice cream shop with him. Even though it was a hot day, it was just the two of them and the teenage girl behind the counter. Sybilus walked up to the counter ahead of him, knowing how things worked there.
“H-hello... I was h-hoping- ah! liking- ah! I-I would like two d-double scoop waffle cones please.” Sybilus stammered out.
“Sure thing.” The perky sales attendant smiled knowingly. “What are the flavours on those scoops?”
“Y-you go first.” Sybilus blushed, looking at his feet.
“Um... I’ll take one scoop rocky road, one scoop chocolate chip cookie dough.” Paul told her.
She got to work scooping that. And that’s when Paul found himself doing somethign far too quickly to stop himself: he patted Sybilus’ back to comfort him. He could see how distressed the werewolf was, and... he felt bad. He shouldn’t have to be ashamed of his impediment. Both men blushed, looking to the floor. The tension was high. Paul was frozen, unsure of whether to own his actions or... retreat as fast as was humanly possible. But... he decided to own it, going further and rubbing his friend’s back. Sybilus was blushing even harder. Oh god. Had that been too much. He thought so until... a small smile creeped onto the werewolf’s face. Paul smiled back softly. What in the actual hell was going on with those two?
“Alright, here you go hon.” The attendant smirked, passing an ice cream to Paul. She turned to Sybilus. “What about you, sweetie?”
“One b-birthday cake and one cotton candy.” Sybilus told her. She scooped those two fairly easily.
“Those ones are always so soft.” She told him, still smiling brightly. She handed him the cone. “Here you go.”
“H-how much d-do I owe you?” Sybilus asked, reaching into his pocket.
“Those are on the house guys. Happy Pride.” The ice cream scooper winked.
Both Sybilus and Paul blushed, looking at each other. They seemed to be silently asking each other if they let the girl do that for them. Paul shrugged as if to say ‘why no?’, and they both looked back to her. Paul smiled softly.
“Thank you.” He sighed, taking Sybilus’ hand and walking back outside the shop. There was a little table out there, and he sat them down at that.
“Well...” Sybilus chuckled nervoulsy.
“Yeah.” Paul blushed, chuckling with him.
“I suppose it would be appropriate to wish you a happy pride...” Sybilus smiled shyly at Paul. “I-I... suppose we’d make a handsome couple- o-or at least she thought so.”
“I mean, she’s not wrong...” Paul shrugged, before freezing. Him and Sybilus just stared at each other for a second, and Paul immediately felt guilty. “I am so sorry if that made you uncomfortable, it just-”
“I agree.” Sybilus cut him off. Both just stared at each other, a look of mutual realization hit them.
“So, um... maybe she wasn’t so wrong then.” Paul tested. “Thinking we were a couple...”
“M-maybe she wasn’t.” Sybilus sighed. There was a pause.
“So... is this a date?” Paul checked.
“I-if you would like it to be.” Sybilus bit his lip.
“Yeah... I think that would be great.” Paul smiled softly.
“I-I know of a walking trail nearby i-if you would like to go- ah! W-walk for a bit.” Sybilus offered.
“I’d love that.” Paul beamed.
And so the two men got up and started down the road, still eating their ice creams as they went along. Paul hesitantly reached out and grabbed Sybilus’ hand, squeezing it. Sybilus blushed, looking over and him ans smiling softly, squeezing back. Paul supposed now that he had a boyfriend he’d probably have to come out to Artemis... if she didn’t already know. He was like 99% sure she was a lesbian though, so he should be fine. Twinsense... he supposed it made them both gay. He was pretty sure that he couldn’t be any happier than he was in that moment. And he was pretty sure Syb felt the same way. It must be the pride month magic, bringing them together- or maybe it was always meant to be this way. Who knows? Paul was just excited for the journey.
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Enemies to Lovers!AU with Xiaojun
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Group: NCT [+ WayV]
Member: Xiaojun / Xiao Dejun
Genre: fluff, comedy, romance
Type: Bulletpoint AU
Word Count: approx. 2.4k
so, you’re Xiaojun’s enemy (he thinks of it more of his number one attacker tho)
it wasn’t hard considering he’s always on fight or flight mode and considering his friend group….
fight mode is always activated
(ง’̀-‘́)ง
so it started when you became friends with Ten
the guy is so sociable, so you were bound to meet him and his other friends someday
but jesus christ, there were soooo many of them
it was a party; he threw a literal party of just him and his friends
and then there were others who turned it into a rave (i.e. Hendery, Yangyang, Chenle and Donghyuk)
anyways, you got to mingle and make so many new friends
it was going really well
until Xiaojun entered the picture
things went well with him too, until you made a joke that didn’t exactly land with him
but it landed well with the others
Lucas: “who in their right mind would like mint chocolate”
Xiaojun: “but I like mint chocolate”
You: “then you’re not in your right mind lmao”
YangYang: “I mean, is Xiaojun ever in his right mind tho”
everyone laughs
except for one person
Xiaojun stood up, staring you down for a hot second, before trying to argue back
in which YangYang was the main responder
you didn’t really think much of it, laughing away with the others
but, to him, you just declared war that day
it shouldn’t have bothered him as much as it did
but it did
so, from then on, things just got rockier
bc he started picking fights with you over the littlest things or he would argue with your points no matter what
you didn’t really think much of it bc he was also being picked on everyone else and you were like
every man for themselves huh
it wasn’t until he personally attacked you
it happened on Halloween
and he made an underhanded comment about how he’d look better in anything compared to you
so you made a “friendly” bet
but then you lost
bc Xiaojun looked better in the Jasmine costume than you and he def knew it too
and when he smirked at you
the grudge had been built
that’s probably when the mutual enemy status circulated around your friends
although, if they’re being honest, it’s so entertaining
especially since most of them like to gang up on Xiaojun too
and because of that unity, it’s only made things worse
from what the others can tell
you two don’t hate each other, but you def don’t get along
it ranges to food (e.g. mint chocolate chip incident that NO ONE lets go)
Lucas: “mint choco ain’t shit”
You: “retweet”
Xiaojun: “the attacks”
YangYang: “we cannot trust a man who eats bread with fucking lao gan ma”
You: “you eat what with bread?”
Xiaojun: “shut up. all of you.”
to activities
cue you two fighting about what movie to watch
Xiaojun: “Titanic is a classic!!!”
You: “it’s a joke, there was rOOM ON THE FUCKING DOOR”
Xiaojun: “IT’S ROMANTIC. HE SACRIFICED HIMSELF SO SHE CAN LIVE.”
You: “THAT’S NOT ROMANTIC. THAT’S SUICIDAL, DUMBASS.”
this feud is def bc you’re both petty as fuck
the bickering is nonstop
but, if the nct boys are being honest
they’re lowkey confused bc Xiaojun is supposed to have a really high emotional tolerance
he doesn’t even yell this much at YangYang or Ten
(excluding that one time he hit YangYang with that pillow very hard)
but he does blow off his top when it comes to you
which is sus to a lot of the boys
whenever someone does ask him tho
he just kind of……………
mumbles underneath his breath and then moves onto something else
meanwhile, Yuta: “isn’t he always like that?”
Kun: “who wants to tell him”
lmao, I’m kidding
kind of
anyways, you two are really just going at it
what changes?
you have to go to the dentist and get your molars removed
which means someone has to take you and go pick you up
obviously, Ten was going to do that, considering you two were the closest
so he dropped you off and you had your surgery
so what happened?
welp, your buddy Ten forgot he had a prior engagement and, hence, was unable to pick you up
cue him spamming the groupchat
and Lucas exposing Xiaojun
Lucas: Xiaojun isn’t doing anything
Xiaojun: you don’t know that
Lucas: I do tho, go pick up (Y/N)
Ten: I’ll buy you anything from that green tea cafe you like for a week
Xiaojun: deal.
so he came to pick you up, both willingly and unwillingly
and you……. you were more than a hot mess
you were just a mess
you basically were just blacked out that entire time after they gave you the laughing gas and completed the surgery
so you remembered absolutely nothing.
your roommate: “this is what you get for doing drugs”
You: “IT WAS PURELY FOR MEDICINAL USE”
You: “IT’S NOT LIKE I DID CRACK”
either way, your roommate let you know of the situation, taking note of how your enemy had to take you home
which
again
no recollection
your roommate: “he’s fucking hot tho”
You: “ugh, I know”
but that’s also when you decided
Ten is a dead man :)
Ten: “I’M SORRY”
You: “YOU BETTER FUCKING BE”
Ten: “I KNOW”
Ten: “............................................but………………………………….”
Ten: “maybeyoushouldalsothankhimfortakingcareofyou”
You: “sorry not sorry, I’m contemplating murder rn”
Hendery: “what do you call a murder against a friend?”
Kun: “don’t”
Ten:
You:
Hendery: “it’s a homie-cide”
You and Ten: “NOT NOW”
anyways
you knew he was right
so after you calmed down, you went to Xiaojun’s place (thanks to Ten), with some sweets to thank him
Lucas opened the door, let you in, and left to go to the gym with Sicheng
Xiaojun came out of his room, a couple of minutes after, disheveled from his nap
and when he saw you in his living room couch, his eyes widened, darting around to avoid looking at you
You: “hi”
Xiaojun: “hello”
You: “why do you look so scared? I’m not gonna jump you”
he stays quiet, the blush becoming more apparent on his cheeks
You: “Ten told me you took me home after my surgery, so…………………… thanks”
Xiaojun: “he bribed me with pastries”
You: yeah, sounds about right
You: “still”
You: “um, I didn’t know what you would like, so I brought some sweets you can just go through”
Xiaojun: “thanks”
it’s silent for another moment and you consider bolting out from the apartment, Wizards of Waverly Place, Harper-style: “see ya in p.e.!” kind of a thing
but he speaks up once more
Xiaojun: “are you feeling okay now?”
You: “uh, yeah, my jaw still kind of hurts”
You: “but I have meds they prescribed to me for the next month or so”
he decides to stop beating the bush:
Xiaojun: “so do you remember what happened yesterday?”
You: “to be completely honest, no”
Xiaojun: “you… did a lot of things”
You: “what do you mean I did a lot of things”
Xiaojun: “you also said a lot of things too”
You: “..... are these things recorded?”
Xiaojun: “maybe”
Xiaojun: “some”
You: “dELETET HEM”
you actually considered tackling him, but deemed as too Yang-Yang-like
You: “what did I say”
Xiaojun: “I didn’t realize you thought I was handsome”
You: “wait what?”
Xiaojun: “you said, you had a crush on my ‘fine ass’”
You: “you know what? I think I’m gonna pull a Jack and commit suicide, goodbye”
Xiaojun: “ah, ah, ah, you said like, which is… present tense”
You: “semantics”
Xiaojun: “but did you like me at some point?”
You: “does it matter?”
Xiaojun: “yeah, it kind of does”
Xiaojun: “bc even tho we bicker, it’s, like, our thing”
Xiaojun: “plus, you’re kind of cute when you’re threatening to rip off my eyebrows”
You: “I did what?”
Xiaojun: “it’s no different from how you treat me now”
You: “I thought it’s because you don’t like me”
he just kind of shrugs, rubbing his neck rather sheepishly
Xiaojun: “you’ve seen my friends; arguing is our way of showing our affections”
You: “so, you’re saying this is your way of telling me you like me?”
Xiaojun: “I mean………“
Xiaojun: “are you saying you like me?”
You: “are you saying you like me?”
*cue another argument about who likes who*
eventually, he found a way to shut you up
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
cut to Lucas and Sicheng coming back from the gym to you and Xiaojun making out on the couch
Lucas: “NASTY”
Sicheng: “what did we…. miss?”
Ten somewhere: I fucking called it.
anyways
you both decided to date that day
and you two still bicker an insane amount, which includes you nitpicking Xiaojun’s tastes to Xiaojun refusing to delete those videos of you under the laughing gas despite your threats
but, the only difference is, your arguments can end with a kiss
and it always freaks out the guys whenever you do
Donghyuk: “I’m too young to be seeing this monstrosity”
Mark: “ngl, this is nice for them—they’ve stopped arguing”
YangYang: “I weirdly prefer them arguing over them with those sappy eyes tho”
You: “we can hear you”
Chenle: “but when have we ever cared?”
You: “I’m gonna beat your ‘01 liner ass istg—”
Xiaojun: “calm”
oh, you know what’s fun about your relationship?
you two can’t agree on some stuff right?
so whenever you have to decide something, say a movie or dinner, you two just heads-or-tails it
(there’s also this cute app where you put your options on a wheel and let that decide—the amount of times you’ve used that on your dates…… anyways)
most of the time, on these dates, you seem more like an old married couple and it’s super cute
it’s bc you’re already used to your worse sides coming out—the really petty ones, the screaming ones, the ugly ones
ofc these aren’t from serious arguments that occur
(remember folks, it isn’t healthy for you and your partner to always be fighting)
but when serious arguments do occur, you both take time to sit down and talk face-to-face
it’s hard to get into actual arguments with him, especially since he really is understanding and tries to pay attention to the smaller details
Xiaojun: “I like learning more about you”
You: “you can’t just say that kind of shit to me”
like, yeah, he’ll debate with you all night about why he needs to read the words of his book out loud but, by the end of the day, you’ll lay your head in his lap and listen to his voice as you fall asleep
speaking of which, you love listening to him sing to you
he gets a bit embarrassed sometimes about it, but seeing you smile so brightly at him makes him forget about it
because even tho you two bicker about little things, in the end, it just makes you two laugh at one another and how ridiculous you’re being
I almost forgot, so Ten thinks of him pairing you two off right?
so, whenever he does something annoying to either of you, he’ll constantly bring it up
Ten: “I guess this is how you two treat me, your personal cupid—”
Xiaojun: “yes, yes, we are grateful for you”
You: “but it would be nice if you would stop making those annoying sounds”
Ten: “what annoying sounds?”
YangYang: “that’s just you talking”
okay, no, but yeah—the nct boys are glad this rivalry is over because it was really just…. stupid to the core
but also bc you two look super sweet together and seeing you two making each other happy rather than annoyed is adorable
but just bc you two got together doesn’t mean the pettiness isn’t still there
You: “what type of freak sleeps with their eyes opened?”
Xiaojun: “I’m sleeping next to you, of course I need to keep both eyes open”
You: “RUDE”
Xiaojun: “and yet here we are”
You: “son of a bitch”
Xiaojun: “YOUR son of a bitch”
You: “eh, I’ll take it”
#admin grandma#grandma aus#aus#fluff#romance#kpop#kpop aus#kpop imagines#kpop scenarios#nct#nct aus#nct imagines#nct scenarios#wayv#wayv aus#wayv imagines#wayv scenarios#nct xiaojun#nct dejun#wayv xiaojun#wayv dejun#xiaojun aus#xiaojun imagines#xiaojun scenarios#enemies to lovers!au#enemies to lovers!xiaojun#group: nct#group: wayv#member: xiaojun
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Coming Home
(Connor x Anderson!Reader)
A/N: just got this idea literally now and i dont really have all the details down so sorry if it sucks :p
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It had been..... You don't even remember how long it's been since you've been in Detroit. But once you hear about everything that was going down with the androids you packed everything you needed, got into your car, and drove. Why were you so determined to go back? To go home? Well there was one reason.
Hank Anderson.
Your father.
When you left you changed your number and never brought his so you had no way of contacting him. No way of knowing if he was even still there or not with the whole evacuation. But you had a feeling his stubborn ass was still there, and if not you'd ask his captain where he went off to.
You nervously tapped your fingers against the steering wheel as you grew closer and closer to your childhood home. It'd felt like a whole other lifetime since you've seen it. You wondered if Sumo was still alive and kicking. You hoped so. You also hoped the same could be said about your father. Hoped he wasn't stupid enough to fight the androids who wanted freedom. You knew how much he hated the things.
Suddenly memories of the night you left started coming back to you. How he came home drunk once again, seemingly ignoring your existence. How you felt like you had enough. All the awful, hurtful things you screamed in a fit of anger and pain.
I wish it was you instead
That was the sentence you remember vividly saying the most. The sentence you regretted the most. You knew he was hurting, you were hurting too. But in the heat of the moment you needed to make him hurt more. Why? Now that you thought back on it no reason justified it. But you were just a kid who lost their brother and needed their father. A father who was so grief struck that he ended up neglecting his other child. At least thats how you saw it.
You didn't know why you didn't come home sooner. Maybe you thought if you built another life for yourself you could forget where you came from. But that wasn't how it worked. And you just hoped that it wasn't too late to make up for a young persons mistakes.
You were so lost in your thoughts you almost didn't realize you were right infront of your childhood home. It hurt to look at. However the dim lights that could be seen through the window gave you some hope that the pieces of a broken past could be mended.
Parking your car on the street you sat there for a moment. Then two. Then three. For some reason you just sat there, staring at the house. As if as soon as you got out it would disappear. Or maybe it was because your gut was twisting in anxiety of what was to come.
Sucking in a deep breath, you opened the car door and hopped out, stuffing your hands in your pockets after closing the door. You took slow steps towards the entrance, anxiety building up and twisting into knots in your stomach with each step. It wasn't too late to just turn around and leave. It wasn't too late to just forget again. But you knew you couldn't. Because one day it would be too late to get any sort of closure, and that was a thought you couldn't bare.
Your feet stopped once you reached the door and slowly you took out a hand from your pocked, raising it to knock on the door. To be honest they were pathetic attempts at knocking, as if you didn't want to be heard but at least you could yell yourself you tried. However it must have been loud enough because not too long after the door could be heard unlocking. Your heart was pounding in your chest and ears as you stared at the door.
Once it opened you expected to see the face of your father, shocked to see you there. However your heart dropped when you were faced with a young looking man with well kept dark chestnut hair and curious chocolatey brown eyes. But the thing that stood out to you the most was the LED on his right temple. He was an android. That couldn't be right.
"Can I help you?" The sound of his soft voice broke you out of your thoughts.
"I uh- I'm sorry I thought... I thought Hank Anderson lived here but I uh- I guess I was mistaken I'm sorry," you spoke as evenly as you could and tried to hold back the tears that were threatening to build.
He was gone. You were too late.
But just before you were about to turn around and quickly leave, the android spoke up.
"No you were correct, he still resides here. But I'm afraid he's a bit.... Indisposed at the moment," he spoke with a small awkward smile, looking back into the house for a second when he paused.
You gave a small sigh of relief. He wasn't dead. But then you just became confused. He lived with an android? What the hell happened when you were gone.
"May I ask who you are?" the android inquired politely, tilting his head slightly.
Jesus dad must hate this guy.
"I uh- I'm.... I'm..." you stumbled over your words as you tried to explain just who you were.
You noticed the androids once pale blue turn yellow and his gaze on you grow a little more intense. What was he doing? Before you could even open you mouth to speak again his eyes suddenly widened.
"You're his daughter/son," he spoke softly, barely above a whisper.
Now it was your eyes turn to widen. How did he know that? Did he scan you or something? All you could do was give a small nod in return. The android's LED shifted from yellow back to it's passive blue.
"My apologies Ms/Mr Anderson, would you like to come in?" He opened the door wider for you as he spoke, offering another awkward smile.
"Y-Yeah. Thanks, and please just call me (Y/n)," you said, giving him a small smile in return as you too a step inside.
"Of course, Ms/Mr- I mean, (Y/n). My name is Connor, by the way," he spoke as he closed the door behind you and locked it.
Your small, somewhat forced smile immediately grew once your eyes landed on the old st bernard padding over to you, his tail wagging excitedly. You wasted no time crouching down and giving your old friend a hug, meanwhile he gave you lots of slobbery kisses.
"Hey Sumo, it's good to see you too," you said with a grin.
When you lifted your gaze up you immediately recognized the figure sprawled out on the couch, and your smile dropped. Not necessarily because you weren't happy to see him, but because it seemed as though he never changed. Slowly you stood back up, and Connor immediately noticed the small frown on your face, and the cause of it.
"Would you like me to wake and sober him up?" Connor asked quietly, making his way over to Hanks unconscious form.
"No! Uh no, no that's okay. I'll just, wait until he wakes up in the morning. It's fine," Connor stopped at the sound of your voice and nodded.
"I should put him to bed then," was all he said before he started to drag your drunken father from the couch.
You could hear him grumbling and cursing under his breath as Connor dragged him along to the his bedroom. Despite knowing he probably wouldn't even know you were there, anxiety built in your heart of the possibility of hearing him say your name again. You hoped to god you wouldn't hear that. You didn't want your first meeting with him after years to be when he's too drunk to even see straight.
Luckily Connor was quick to putting him to bed, completely ignoring his ramblings because as soon as his face hit the pillow he was out like a light one more. Once your father was gone you sunk onto the couch with a heavy sigh, your eyes cast downwards. You really did not think this was how this night was going to go. But you supposed it could be worse. You father could have been dead. At least he had someone looking after him.
Looking up you saw Connor awkwardly standing infront of you. He was staring at you, his LED blinking yellow once again. It honestly made you a little bit uncomfortable and you awkwardly shifted on the spot you were sitting on. Thankfully Sumo was there to shift your focus as he hopped up next you you and rested his head on your lap. Just like old times. A small smile graced your lips as you pet the hounds head.
"Do you have anywhere to stay?" Connor suddenly asked, breaking the silence.
That question made you realize that you in fact, did not have a plan of where you were going to go if things went south.
"Uhhh no. Not really. But I could get a motel or something," you answered, looking up at him sheepishly.
"Nonsense," he shook his head, "I doubt the Lieutenant would have any problems with you staying here. As long as you don't mind the couch, that is."
You rose a brow slightly at the use of the title your father earned.
"I'm his partner," he quickly added as he noticed your confused face.
"Ah, that makes sense. Bet he was thrilled when he got that news," you chuckled softly.
"He was not. But I like to think I've grown on him," Connor smiled, your sarcasm completely going over his head.
You opened your mouth to say something but shut it, a small smile spreading across your lips. You knew for a fact that Connor must have driven your father nuts just from that alone. But in all honesty you thought it was kind of endearing.
"Anyways, I think I will stay. But where will you go?" you asked without really thinking.
"Androids don't require sleep," he answered simply.
"Right," you responded quietly, your cheeks growing warm in embarrassment.
Suddenly Connor turned on his heel and went into the linen closet for a moment before coming back with a spare blanket and pillow.
"Here you go, I hope these will suffice," he said as he handed them over to you.
"Yeah these will be fine, thanks," you smiled up at him as you took them from his hands.
You tossed the pillow to the other side of the couch and gave Sumo one last pet before shooing him off the couch.
"I uh hope you don't mind if I go to sleep now," you said as you unfolded the blanket and layed it out for yourself.
"Of course, I completely understand. You must be very tired, I'll be sitting in the kitchen if you need me," he spoke with a soft smile before turning to the kitchen.
It wasn't that far but it was the best he could do to give you some privacy. But before he left your small voice stopped him.
"Hey Connor?"
"Yes, (Y/n)?" he inquired, looking back at you and tilting his head slightly.
"Can you please wake me up before my dad gets up? I don't really want to be asleep when he first see's me," you almost pleaded, your gaze shifting away from him during the last sentence.
"Of course, (Y/n)," he nodded, making sure to keep note to not bee in sleepmode for too long.
"Thanks," you smiled up at him as you took off your jacket, letting it drop to the floor unceremoniously.
"It's no problem. Goodnight, (Y/n). It was a pleasure meeting you," he said with surprising sincerity, picking up your jacket and folding it neatly as he spoke.
"Thanks Connor, it was nice meeting you too," and that was the last thing you said before you laid your head on the pillow and drifted off to sleep.
It must have been the morning already because you woke up to Connor softly shaking you and calling out your name.
"My apologies (Y/n) but you asked that I wake you up before your father saw you, and I'm quite sure he'll be awake any moment," he spoke softly and slowly so your waking brain would understand what was going on.
Immediately any tiredness in you left as Connors words sunk in. This was it. It was finally time. You sat up and went to stand, maybe a little too fast because you suddenly felt dizzy and accidentally stumbled into Connor. Before you could mumble out an apology the android spoke.
"Are you alright?" His voice was laced with concern and you couldn't help feel heat rise up to your cheeks.
"Uh y-yeah, I'm fine. Just stood up too fast, sorry," you mumbled quickly and before any of you could say anything else a new, but all too familiar voice spoke up.
"Connor, who the fuck is-" Hank stopped mid sentence once he saw your face and his expression immediately softened and any hangover symptoms he was going to bitch about suddenly didn't matter.
"(Y/n)?"
"Hi Dad."
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A/N: holy shit i feel like i really started to fuck up during the end there ugh im sorry. Also sorry there's not much (y/n) and Hank interaction. Maybe I'll do a part 2 if y'all want idk. Anyways hope y'all enjoyed!
#dbh#dbh x reader#dbh connor#dbh rk800#detroid become human#detroit#connor rk800 x reader#connor rk800#connor x reader#hank anderson
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How My MC wins the boys over:
Ah, um, this really went off from the original story line. This was also supposed to be a short simple thing but then I started thinking and two hours later Im left with a bunch of messy notes and thoughts
The first to fall victim is:
Mammon turns out to be easy, literally MC just shows him an ounce of kindness and he takes it and runs.
Unconsciously MC gets much softer around him then the others (A combination of total trust in him and wanting to show how much love he deserves despite his brothers treating him harshly)
hes the one that gets the most kisses, the most hugs, and its great for them at first because they get to make fun of the dumb ass second born getting doted on but some silly little human and (while denying it constantly) loving it.
But then the others start to actually like MC and Mammon can nearly feel the six pairs of eyes glaring him down as his Human showers him with all the affection before going about their day.
(There’s one moment where, while Mammons sitting on the floor and MC is on the bed and he's making fun of one of his brothers that MC just grabs him by the back of his shirt collar- with only a finger- pulls him in between her legs (So his back is to her) and gives him a kiss on the top of his head as she coos "Mammon, be nice to your brothers" and he shuts down for the rest of the day)
Second, but the bestest of friends!:
With Levi its by being a grade A nerd and overthinking.
She reads all of TSL for their big quiz, and watches the movies with Beel and mammon, but on top of that the nerd goes back to the books and starts to annotate everything.
She starts digging for any bit of subtext she can find and jotting down notes in the margins, in her notebook, on sticky notes.
It becomes enough of an issue that she has to buy a new set because the first (Old and used) ones she got off of akuzon are ruined with her messy scrawling.
During the quiz they are evenly matched (if only because shes given such easy questions. Shes pissed but at the same time oh gosh she is really not up to Levis level) and somewhere along the way she just... Goes off about this theory of hers and reading the subtext because she needs to get this out and it seems like Levis the only one that can really keep up with her
(She tried to talk to Mammon and Beel but, honestly, they're as helpful as you'd think)
She forgets about the whole quiz and yanks out her vandalized book in order to debate with Levi about a part. Levi is horrified at the state of her TSL book and nearly goes apeshit right there, but then she shows just how much of a nerd she truly is by showing him the much nicer version she brought along
("And its even signed! Can you believe that! I didn't order a signed one cause they were too expensive but somehow the boxes must have gotten switched up! Ah! Levi! You have a shrine in you're room for them right! You should have these copies, I think you'll take more care of them then I can!")
Whenever they have a conversation its gibberish to everyone around them but they get it and that’s what matters.
(They spend nights just in his room and no one knows what they're doing so they assume the worst. The others always send Levi dirty looks when it happens, and Levi always looks a little more refreshed after every one.
They're having anime/gaming/TSL marathons but Levi lives for the jealousy that rolls off his brothers so hes not telling them anytime soon)
Somewhere starting after her pact with Levi and after the Lucifer/Satan Body switch:
The whole fiasco with Levi actually leads to Satan warming up to her!
He had initially brushed her off as a soon to be Lucifer Lapdog (and also kind of dumb) but now he's interested.
Someone whos capable of dissecting a book like that has to at least have some ability to reason, he just cant figure out if that moment was a fluke or if shes actually smart.
He refuses to start a conversation with her like a normal person and instead resorts to pranking her at every opportunity hoping to see if she’ll think her way out of it (He does leave some hints for when ones about to happen, but gets frustrated when she walks right past them)
It backfires on him tremendously because, somehow, they never seem to work! it goes to the point where it becomes rube goldberg levels of pranks that are always almost-but-not-quite misses because she bent down at just the right time to pick up a shiny rock.
Satan is at his wits end and ready to rip someone apart
his pranks start to extend to the others, it’s only after mammon mentions such that it finally clicks in her...
That same day she willingly walks into a pie in the face and Satan nearly cries.
After he starts to rile her up more often with words. He learns very quickly that she is a fantastic debate partner and, if he can find the right button to push, he’ll get her going for hours as they go back and forth
(And!! Even better!! Not only does she listen to everything he says and waits her turn! But Shes willing to change her opinion when she thinks he has a better point. When she loses She’ll come back hours later to drag more information out of him.
That’s usually not the case though, because Satan finds way too much enjoyment out of playing devils advocate and will simply choose whatever is opposition her POV.
He tried to argue about how she couldn't possibly like a flavor of candy she was eating because he didn't like it and nearly gave her an aneurysm)
(To his complete embarrassment, though, he has gotten hard during one of their debates and nearly lost because she looked fucking amazing as she shouted at him)
A bond that starts right at their first meeting and grows throughout her entire time there:
Beel is scary at first, and Lucifer- for some forsaken reason- made it her job to make sure Beel doesn't clean out the fridge every single day.
Shes scared of the man that seemed more then willing to eat her, but shes more scared of whatever punishment Lucifer would deal if she didn't at least try.
So she goes
It only takes her one run in with Beel and his puppy dog eyes (Because how could she just stop him like that!! How awful of her!!) for her to figure out that
A: this man is harmless and...
B:she knows what hunger pains feel like and the guilt wells up
Still she knows she can let him go so she spends her grimm allowance on buying ingredients to cook with and makes him huge meals as "offerings"
It doesn't always stop him from eating half the fridge, but sometimes it seems like he's willing to actually savor what she makes.
It gives her enough time to save the ingredients for dinner that night. (and If Beel sometimes wanders over to the kitchen while shes watching so shell make something for him, well there’s no harm done
The bastard pavlov dogged her and shes none the wiser)
Slow and steady, the pieces fall into place naturally:
Asmo turns out to be another easy one, to her shock.
Even with MCs jealousy over how stunning Amso looks and how easy it is for him... they just seem to drift to each other
Starts with a comment on Asmos sharp eyeliner one day, and Asmo asking MC what shampoo she uses.
Then the next day the same brand shampoo (And conditioner) will be left outside his door. And after MC will walk into the bathroom first thing in the morning only to wonder whom the fuck applied eyeliner to her in her sleep
It starts with days where they greet each other in the morning, to Stopping to chat for a few moments before heading on with their morning routine, to them walking down together, to Asmo fussing over her disheveled look after just waking up ‘-seriously Asmo not everyone can just roll out of bed like some Demons and look stunning’ - to ‘MC move over a scooch I need more room’ ‘Asmodeus this is my bed’ ‘Well how are we both supposed to fit when its so small!’, to weekly spa days and Gossiping about the others.
Its such an smooth transition that they both feel like it had always been as it was- two friends whispering secrets to each other late at night, pinky promises made over arbitrary things, laying so close that they can feel the others breathing. If maybe he leaned in a little closer they would--
--Oh... She fell asleep again.
And he curls up next to her, blanket wrapped around both of them (That is, until Asmo hogs it later) and sleeps peacefully
A build up of trust, and a moment of venerability that finally knocks down his walls:
Swallows her pride for Lucifer
Its hard to explain in words for her, but she tells him of her family.
A family that is good but dosnt care, that used to leave her alone for hours on end when she was far too young. She says it with a smile too, admits that it helped her become as independent as she was, that she could cook for herself before she was 10.
She tells him of her younger brother. Someone she tried her best to love as much as she could only for him to, one day, just stop talking to her. Years trying to build back an abruptly cut connection only for him to snap one day and change his tune to something much worse. A family that watched as he screamed at her, berated her and never did anything. How she still stood tall, how she swallowed back every tear and tried to talk to him with a steady voice- only for him to become angrier.
How, when he did try to snap at other members, she was always there to stand between them. How she was the one to chase him off or take the yelling despite her family never doing the same for her. How she was the stable rock of the family where no one was for her.
Physical violence was only once, but it was enough for her to know things would never change.
She was like him in a way, same but different.
and She cant bear to see the same thing happen to him.
She wants to help, she knows shes just a little, useless human but please she needs to help. She cant bare leaving another broken family behind without helping. Her life had been stagnate before them, unbearably lonely, and she just wants them to be happy, even if that means without her
even if it means she has to shove her nose where it doesn't belong
So... please... Please... Talk to Belphie. Please. He said he just wants to tal--
(She had earned Lucifer's respect not too long ago, and - to everyone's shock- the revel of what she came upon does not bring upon Lucifer's fury. Instead, he feels a deep understanding that he’ll never say aloud
Shes still going to get lectured, though. But he is too.)
It takes time:
Spends what probably amounted to most of her time in Devildom with that little fu--
(No, No. Belphie needs help, she needs to reel it in for now.)
She gets what it means to be lonely. Despite her distrust of the man who caged up in a place where the bad people are, you know, supposed to be caged up and tutored feels like she needs to do something- if only to make sure he doesn't lose his mind from the isolation.
(Rethinks a lot of her life and how she spent just hiding away from everything. How she would lock her door and never come out unless the sounds of another fight reached her. Thought about how it probably messed her up more then shes willing to admit and refuses to let the same thing happen to him
Oh sweet summer child)
Less trusting of him when its reviled that hes the seventh born, but more willing to help. If only for Beels sake
Brings stuff up to his room, a toy, a fluffy blanket, food that she snagged last minute. He complains hes cold one day and she yanks off her own sweater for him
(It all gets flushed down the toilet when she leaves, he scrubs his skin raw thinking about how his room smells disgustingly like that fucking human now)
And then, one day, it just... changes:
A human stands between him and the fucker that locked him up in there, his brothers that never knew he was there. All of them watching him with such pity in their eyes and he didnt want it- he didnt want their p-
The door was unlocked.
He was free.
Just like that.
it made no sense. He learns that they-- She-- spent hours dancing around Diavolo, deals were made. A room where it was just her and The Prince of Hell, promises not even Lucifer knew (And some part of Belphie relished in the fact that it was eating away at the fucker)
("All those hours shouting at each other paid off” She looks to Satan with a smile. A joke he was not privy to. Lucifer huffed but said nothing.
How much had changed since he was locked up?)
A slow, downward spiral
They're never alone, someone is always with her or with him (Beel sticks to his side like glue. after so long he finally gets to sleep next to his brother again)
He finds food in the fridge with the words “For Beel <3″ in this awful chicken scratch handwriting. Mammon’s screaming interrupts his naps one day and he wakes up to see her smothering the second born in kisses. Her shouting wakes him up as her and Satan pass, her voice becoming high pitched as they argue about... the number of toes humans are supposed to have???? (she sits down next to him and rips off her shoes in a fit of rage, demanding that Belphie count with her because what the fuck-
Satan sneers at her feet and tells the only actual toes are her two big ones, the rest are just digits.)
There’s traces of her everywhere. Layers of clothing haphazardly thrown about after a day at RAD and then neatly placed away. A mention of her name at the dinner table before shes there. Not even his and beels room is safe from her- he can smell her scent on Beels pillow. Faint, but a awful reminder of the human down the hall.
He hates it, he wants to throw it all away. He wants to erase her memory from his home, he wants to ripe her apa--
A blanket is draped over him one day, and he cant bring himself to open his eyes to see who did it...
She talks to him, Or more like at him. The longer he stays freed the harder is it to hide his distaste towards Humanity and- especially- to her. He thinks shes dense, because he knows his brothers sense there’s something wrong (Levis tail wraps around her when hes too close, Lucifer stands between them, Amso pulls her by the waist. Close to him, further from belphie) But she doesn't. She pushes closer. She asks him questions.
She never touches him, one small blessing in Hell.
Beel believes him when he bashfully admits one night that he may start to enjoy his time spent with human. And for a moment he feels guilty about the lie but its all for a greater goal
When its just the three of them, Beel leaves for a moment too long. To get snacks, to grab something from another room, it doesn't matter. This was the moment he waited for.
She smiles at him, all kind and gentle (And the words that leave her lips are unheard through the blood rushing through his ears) and leans forward
He puts his hands around her neck
She goes limp.
He-
He needed to-
He couldn’t squeeze.
Beel comes back with the biggest grin on his face, arms full of snacks (”Here MC I got your favorite”) He sits on the opposite side of Belphie, leaning into him with enough weight that his own shoulder presses against MCs, mushing her against the wall.
Despite her smile he can feel her shaking.
#Oh my god long#so long#obey me#obey me MC#obey me shall we date#I messed with the timeline#but whatever#Idk if i even want her to be a descendant of Lilith#and Im pretty sure I know what I want the deal with Diavolo and MC to be#but like I might change it#obey me lucifer#obey me satan#obey me leviathan#obey me mammon#obey me beelzebub#obey me belphegor#obey me asmodeus#lafsj lkj#one mention of something NSFW-ish#I like the thouught of just...#slowly drifting into someones life#and before you know it youre a part of it#and their a part of yours#and you dont remember a time where they werent there#and they seem so important at the time#that you think you had them there forever
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Team Awesome Prank War
Varian never really paid attention to getting people back for how they treated him or acted around him. Sure, now the villagers never did that anymore. In fact, they hardly ever approached him, which was completely fine with him. Varian didn’t need much, and certainly not their approval. He had his friends and his father, and is content with them.
But, when Eugene glued his shoes to the ground to get back at him for the yelling prank, something inside of him awakened. A need for victory arose in him and it fueled Varian to get him back.
So much for being content.
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Eugene knew Varian was just trying to get him to stop messing with his things when he scared him with his little yelling prank. Still, he couldn't help himself, he just had to get back at the kid. So, he glued his shoes to the ground, and loved it when Varian fell over when he tried to move. Though he had to admit to himself, that wasn't his best. Eh, it's not like he will need to get the kid back again anytime soon, so he will do better next time in the distant future.
Or so he thought till he got out of the shower and took a look in the mirror.
"AHHHHHHAAAAAAA!!!!"
Eugene’s loud yell brought in Lance next door and the Captain himself who was passing by.
They both took a look at Eugene and couldn't keep their laughter contained, though Lance tried. Failed, but tried.
"Pfffttttt. Oh, hey Eugene! Um... Nice hair?"
"Pink's a good look on ya, Fitzherbert! Remember you're training the new trainees on criminal etiquette today. Haha,"
The Captain left chuckling all the way, while Lance leaned against the doorway in tears from his now unrestrained laughter.
Eugene knew there could be only one person who could make his hair the ungodly pink color it was right now. He narrowed his eyes and said his name in a dark tone promising vengeance.
"Okay, Varian. It's on."
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Varian woke up to find Rudiger wasn't in his bed anymore, but he wasn't too worried. He comes and goes through his window all the time. As long as he wasn't gone too long, he would just wait for him to come home.
But, then something fluorescent purple came through his window and Varian gasped in disbelief.
Eugene dared to dye Rudiger with the same potion he disguised as the shampoo. Lance helped him out by sneaking it in his friend’s room. Varian let the raccoon, who wasn't bothered too much by his new look, pounce on him as he laid tangled up his blankets. His body was not moving, but his mind was whirling with new ideas to get Eugene back. This was not a joke anymore, this was war!
Varian didn’t bother to try fixing his furry friend's purple fur. He designed the potion to fade away in a week and any tampering just made the colors get worse. He already has an idea in mind now and he will implement it.... as soon as Rudiger stopped purring and let him leave the comfort of his bed.
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Eugene woke up to find his room full of apples and all kinds of animals eating them at their leisure. He let out a shriek and fell off the bed in surprise. Luckily, he landed on the ground, and not on one of the cute animals EATING HIS ROOM AWAY.
Someone took a literal pile of apples, leaves, and branches just to toss in his room?! And guess who has a farmer as a father? A certain alchemist! Hmmmmm.... this required more finesse than he had originally thought it would. Well, it would, once Eugene GOT THESE ANIMALS TO LEAVE HIM ALONE.
"Hey! I am not an apple! Stop eating my shirt! It's silk-NO! NOT THE LEATHER BOOTS!"
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Varian silently ate his breakfast trying not let himself slip up, and admit what he did. His father was mystified on how someone literally stole the top half of his tree, branches, leaves and all!
It wasn't easy, the boy thought to himself as he recalled last night’s events. Using a temporary tree weakening potion, he was able to tear off most of the branches from one of the trees in their orchard without much trouble. An hour later, he snuck out of Old Corona to go to the castle. He used their wheelbarrow to carry the bag with a chunk of an apple tree in it. Lance ran into him on his nightly walk and helped him out cause he thought the whole prank war was funny. The animals that smelt the apple juice trail he left on the way there did the rest.
As soon as Varian finished his food, he left to go to his lab near home. He loved having the Demantius lab for his projects as well, but he didn't mind having a lab this close either, it made it easier to work near home. He only stayed in the other lab for important projects that took all his time and mainly used his lab in Old Corona for less explosive projects.
As he got into his lab, he grabbed one of his potions to plan to use for a prank when he noticed something was off about its color. Varian took a good look at his numerous shelves of tiny containers with all sorts of chemicals. Something was wrong here, he can’t put his finger on it- He let out a loud scream of horror.
"OH MY GOSH…! HE SWITCHED ALL MY LABELS! THAT TOOK ME WEEKS TO DO!"
Varian knew this would take him a long time to undo, he was already dreading the task. He would have to separate them all by color and then test them before relabeling them all. But, for now, he'll just have to make a fresh portion for his uses. He pulled down his goggles over his eyes and a smirk climbed over his face as he got to work.
"Hehehehehehhehe."
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Eugene smiled as he looked in the mirror. No wrinkles in sight. He's been using this serum he got from Xavier to keep his skin great. Even though the older man told him it wouldn't help him much since he had nothing to worry about at his age, he still wanted to dab a bit of it on his face every morning... and night.
He dipped his fingers inside the oval container and spread the clear liquid on his face. And he went to sleep like a baby.
He woke up and took one look in the mirror and fainted on the spot
*thud*
Lance ran in when he heard the loud noise from his room. They've learned too often that any sudden noise could be a danger.
He paused though once he realized, no, there was no danger. Which was a relief, but now he had to keep from laughing too hard.
Ah, what the hay!
Lance chuckled at his friends previously smooth and perfect skin was now wrinkled like that of an old man's now. His luscious dark hair was a pale grey and barely covered his head. This was his friend's worst nightmare had come true! So he left the antidote Varian gave him, just in case, on the table next to the aging serum. He knew Eugene would be miffed anyway, so why make him suffer any more than needed.
Yet, he did leave a note that says, "Haha! The kid got 'ya good. Hope you don't let him one up a pro like you!"
Lance was sure the yelling he heard later that day was Eugene scheming. He shamelessly added more fuel to the fire, cause hey, this was fun to watch. Lance knew if he wanted too, he could join in any time he wanted to. But, knowing those two, someone was bound to get hurt and he does not want it to be him!
But, he didn’t mind sitting back and watching the fireworks erupt from the sidelines.
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The castle was getting too uptight lately, nothing like a prank war to loosen things up!
Varian giggled as he read the message Lance sent him by carrier bird. He didn't mind that he gave him the antidote so early, but he didn't realize how frightened Eugene would be and ended up actually fainting
The boy walked into the pumpkin pasture to help his dad when he noticed his dad wasn't by the pumpkin patch, but was looking up at their house instead.
"Hey, dad. Whatcha looking at?"
"Well, son. I found the stolen apple tree, Though now it's part of our roof now. That poor tree. Who would do such a thing?"
Varian looked up and cringed as he saw the remains of the tree he hacked away scattered across their roof. Surely, if they didn't clean it up soon, animals will probably descend upon the food remains, like the crows were doing right at this moment.
Quirin sighed and got ready to climb up the ladder he positioned, but Varian stopped him.
"Dad, I'll clean it up. If you don't get started on the pumpkins, we'll be late for the harvest."
Quirin smiled, ruffled his son's head in a silent yes and got to work on the pumpkins. Varian grimaced and got to work. He spent his afternoon fighting the crows away and cleaning up the apple tree carnage. Rudiger helped, eating any apple bits that remained.
Someone giggled from the bushes near their home before leaving quietly.
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Eugene smirked as he considered himself to be the winner since he hasn't been pranked in a few days now.
He walked into his room and there was a platter of cookies sitting on his desk. They were shaped like his face and iced to his handsome likeness as well! Though the noses were a little long and pointy, well it's the thought that matters! Eugene spied a little note nearby, with a heart drawn on it! Of course, Rapunzel! Bless her little golden head of hair. The young man took a big bite out of a large-nosed Eugene cookie with a large smile.
"Mmmmmm, delicious! Though I better save the rest for later. I don't want to lose my slim figure. Wellllllll, a few more won't hurt. "
Eugene finished a few cookies before he finally put (hid) the rest away for later. He left his room humming a cheery tune on his lips.
"Hey, Eugene!" Pete called waving his hand as Stan tried getting his partner to calm down as they went on with their patrol.
"Hiya fellas!" Eugene replied, but like he couldn't stop himself, he felt like talking some more than a casual 'hiya' like usual.
"You guys know what, when I first moved into the castle, I was kinda jealous of how close you guys were. Pete and Stan! Never seen without each other. I was jealous because my buddy Lance wasn't with me yet. Ya know, I got over my envy once my best buddy rejoined my life, and realized I shouldn’t have been envious anyway cause you both are great guys!"
The two guards looked at Eugene wondering why he was sprouting his feelings so openly. The ex-convict wondered the same thing before he saw Lance come out behind them. He had tears in his eyes as he smiled.
"Really, Eugene? You really mean it? You really missed me that much?"
"Of course, buddy! You are my best friend! Well, you and someone else are pretty much my best friends. You've always been with me! Even when I was a jerk! I love being your friend so much that I can't help checking in on 'ya at least once a day. I don't want to lose you again! I'm always afraid you're gonna have enough of my idiotic personality and leave! Leave without saying goodbye!"
Eugene was freaking out! He was saying his deepest secrets and concerns to the world! The man dodged Lance's hug and tried leaving before he met someone else.
Instead, he accidentally barged into the throne room where everyone in town were trying to seek the King's council. They all looked at Eugene who just barged in. He tried backing out, but the concerned faces of Pete and Stan, plus happy Lance, blocked his way. Rapunzel approached the group. She placed her hand on Eugene's shoulder.
"Sweetie, is everything fine? You don't look so good."
Eugene wished he could just shut his mouth, but he couldn't stop talking his heart out.
"Rapunzel, I love you and you know that. But, when I first proposed to you, I wasn't doing it because I wanted to make us permanent. I did it because deep down, I'm always going to be afraid I'm going to lose you and the only kingdom that welcomed me in. I was sure you would eventually realize I didn't deserve you and leave! So, I kept trying to propose, each time thinking of our future, but also secretly securing my place in your heart and this family we made. If we ever broke up, I am sure our family will break as well. I love you and this family too much to let that happen!"
Rapunzel was looking emotionally happy and sad at the same time. Eugene didn't want to look at her and tried leaving through another door. But, he kept speaking as he looked at every family face he knew.
"Feldspar! I always loved your boots! Their leather always hugs my ankles just right and I don't trust anyone else to make my ankles look as amazing as they do in your footwear!"
"Old lady Crowley! I know I joke around a lot, but you remind me of the lady who raised me at the orphanage, which is why I ask you for advice once in a while!"
"Monty, Atilla! I love your guys' candy and baked goods! But, I always feel guilty about eating them because I'm worried my fine figure will be gone! They are just that good."
“Xavier, I appreciate the skin serums you made for me, but are you sure they work right? No matter how much I dab under my eyes, my eye bags continue to get worse! Let’s meet up for tea to discuss this before I’m old and grey!”
“Friedborg, you are amazing and don’t you ever let anyone say otherwise! You're secretly the key to why this castle is still standing. Without you in charge, I’m sure this kingdom would have fallen apart ages ago!”
"Max, Pascal. I love you guys, even if I may act like I don't care for you guys a lot. I enjoy my time with you guys and will always be by your side!"
Eugene kept trying to avoid people, this was getting out of hand, but it wasn't working since most of the town was here to ask or inform the king of something. Finally, he bumped into someone and felt the world spin less than before. Then he looked up and realized it was the King, with the Queen by his side.
"Eugene, are you okay?" The queen was deeply concerned. Fredrick was concerned as well, as he helped pull the young man up.
"Is something the matter, son?"
Eugene wished his big mouth would stay shut, but he couldn't stop himself.
"Everything is fine, except for the fact I can't keep myself from hiding my feelings forever. You guys helped bring my life from the dark. Sure, Rapunzel did most of it, but if you guys hadn't opened your home and kingdom to me, I wouldn't be the Eugene I am today. And though I know who my parents are now, you two will always hold a place in my heart. And I can't wait to be the best son in law once I and Blondie get married."
Eugene took a deep breath and turned around as the royal couple took in his words. The Captain opened his mouth to speak, but of course, Eugene interrupted him.
"CAPTAIN. I ALWAYS LOVED YOUR MUSTACHE. IT'S SO MANLY THAT MY GOATEE CAN'T EVER TOP YOUR FACIAL HAIR."
The captain was silent a little flabbergasted and a tad touched. Using this as a distraction, Eugene took the chance to escape. Finally, he was on the other side of the room at this point! He ran out into the courtyard, only to bump into Quirin and Varian unloading crates of apples and pumpkins for the castle. Eugene barely stops himself from running headfirst into the wooden cart.
"You okay there, Eugene?" Quirin asked. Eugene grabs him by his shirt.
"Sir! I love your apples. There are the apples of my eyes. Sometimes I wake up with apples everywhere! And animals. Lots of animals!"
Quirin just blinked in surprise as Eugene moved on to Varian.
"Kid, you're like the little brother I've never had. I love messing with you, even this prank war we've been having has been amazing. My hair is still this hideous pink hair, but I can't help smiling every time I see my own reflection. You looking up to me makes me feel important in your life. I still feel bad for not giving you enough attention in the past and where it leads you. I’m sorry for not being there for you! That’s why I’m here now! I want to make your life happier with me in it! Team awesome will always be important to me!"
Varian didn't know what to say. He was touched he felt these things about him and kind of felt guilty considering he drugged his newly proclaimed brother with truth serum laced cookies. Clearly, Eugene ate the cookies he left in his room, but he didn't expect him to be telling these kinds of truth. He must have had more than a few to be acting like this.
"Varian, what's this I hear about a prank war?" Rapunzel asks from the doorway from the throne room.
Varian nervously met the princess and his father’s eyes. They looked at the two boys in thinly veiled disapproval as the teen looked at the ground while the elder started telling Rudiger about how he isn't a pest and deserves all the kingdoms apples for being there for Varian. The raccoon agreed with him greatly, evidenced by his excited chittering.
"Ummmmmm... we may have been having a war of pranks this week. And it may have gotten out of hand. Eugene is probably under the effects of my truth serum cookies. But, I have the antidote right here!"
The teen looks through his bag for the vial of golden liquid while the king redirects all the people back to their court with him. The Captain made sure the door to the courtyard is closed.
Promptly, Varian pulled out a tube of golden-colored liquid. He swiped an apple from their cart, using his father's dullest blades (under his watchful eyes) to cut the apple in half. He poured a few drops on to one half of the fruit. Once he was sure there was enough antidote in the apple half, Varian offered it out to Eugene.
"Eugene, I'm sorry for this whole mess with the truth potion, I didn’t think it was that strong. Here's the antidote."
Eugene took the apple half, once he bit into it, he already started feeling better as the cloud in his mind dissipated. He stopped cuddling a resisting Rudiger and got up, dusting his clothes
"Oh, that was a doozy. Eh, don't worry about Var. I had fun with the prank war. Next time, we just need to calm it down some. Besides, as the winner of the Team Awesome prank war, you get some .... hot cocoa! And I get some too! Come on, kid."
Rapunzel shakes her head as the two walked off to get some hot cocoa. If she had listened to the rumors around the castle, then she would have put a stop to this war much sooner. But, it seemed like she didn’t have to put an end to things ….. this time.
Quirin continued unloading the cart of produce with a relaxed smile on his face. He’s never seen Varian act like this before. And it was …. relieving. Varian’s never had friends to laugh or mess around with before. Now, seeing him act like a real kid with Eugene, he felt satisfied seeing his son happy again.
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Varian and Eugene were drinking hot cocoa in the Dementius laboratory under the castle. Rudiger has made them his special drink, in regular mugs at Eugene’s insistence. Now, the two were enjoying their drinks as they compared notes on their pranks on one another.
“So, how’d you get that shampoo potion into my room?” Eugene asked at one point.
“Lance helped me out. He offered when he saw he sneaking around your room,” the teen admitted.
“Hmmmmm….. Lance held Rudiger down for me to dye his fur.”
Varian sat up straighter and continued Eugene’s line of thought.
“He…. helped me get that apple tree in your room. And opened the windows.”
“He helped me put that aging potion in your room.”
“He helped me switch all the labels in your lab.”
“He put that platter of cookies in your room.”
The two looked at each other and they both realized …. Lance has been playing them! They wordlessly started putting away their finished rinks and started to leave the lab.
“I still got them truth cookies in my room,” Eugene offered.
“Good idea. Don’t want them to waste. We’ll force-feed him. Any other ideas?” Varian asked.
The two spent the day together scheming their ideas before implementing them the next day.
Never mess with Team Awesome when they in a mood to prank, whether it is each other or not!
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Okay so I’m not sure how this happened, it kind of just did. I had this moment in my head, I wanted to write, of Adora and Hordak have a father daughter bonding moment while drinking beer. It’s not like something I do (hate beer), but I couldn’t get it out of my head.
It was nothing formal. No big celebration or festival or parade, they were saving it all up for Etheria Day next week, the fifth annual planet-wide celebration of the defeat of Prime and the Horde. In the eyes of the Etherian public that is, of course there were still hundreds apon thousands scattered Galactic Horde cells all across dozens of galaxies. But shhhhhh, let the heroes have a breather.
Glimmer very clearly stated she wanted the gathering to be casual, a small barbeque. Her father gladly working on the grill. Only close friends were invited, or at least that was the plan, but when each of the princesses know each other it gets crowded fast. And everybody felt bad not inviting Entrapta, but obviously that meant she’d bring Hordak, which was a big no go for most of the attendants. Ex-conqueror and all that.
But not inviting Entrapta felt wrong, like putting down a puppy. They felt an obligation to invite her. Mermista was slightly afraid she’d play ping-pong with their molecules if she found out they didn’t invite her, since she did casually mention once before she could do that. And so the party was in full swing, while Entrapta was educating the others that she was in fact just an adult woman with dwarfism rather than a child, her partner chose to relocate to a far corner of the royal garden and sat down on an old log near the hedges under the shadow of trees. He hoped he’d manage to disappear, hide in plain sight. Hoped he’d be forgotten if he didn’t interact, he only came for Entrapta.
Unfortunately for the alien, he was remembered. He felt weight descend apon the log a few inches away from him. He turned his head to the right just to be eye level with a fellow extra-terrestrial. She-Ra. Adora.
The golden Valkyrie warrior gave him a weak smile, it was clear that she had no idea how to approach small talk. Neither did he, that’s why he walked off, but there was no person on Etheria more stubborn and hopeful than her. God bless her heart.
“Sooooo, I don’t exactly know how to hit the ground running, so I resorted to the best conversation starter,” Adora held up two green tinted glass bottles, “You’re a beer guy right?” Hordak took one of the bottles, accepting the kind of gesture, he’d drink anything, anything would taste better than the purification pool. Adora was about to hand him the bottle opener to help with the cap, knowing Hordak wasn’t exactly made of muscles. But to her surprise the skeleton man didn’t require it, as he simply bite down on the cap and tore it off and spit it out. He sniffed it for a moment and proceeded to take a sip. He found out he didn’t hate it.
A small shiver escaped Adora as the chilly wind danced across her back. She currently didn’t have her jacket on her, because she gave it to Catra to keep her warm, a real - what one would call - serious power move. “You’re not cold?” She swore Hordak was the one most strangely clothed. He sported his iconic black dress, metallic knee high boots and forearm gauntlets, with dark red stained bandages pocking through underneath, and something that resembled a turtleneck without sleeves.
The silence returned. Hordak stayed quiet for longer than Adora expected, he took and another sip. His head bowed down in what Adora could only describe as anguish. “I can’t feel the cold.” He followed the statement with another gulp.
The Princess’ eyes widened slightly, “Oh... I didn’t know. I- I kind of thought you’re defects were healed, when Prime... you know... I should go.” In that awkward pause she decided that mentioning a person’s disability maybe wasn’t the greatest idea, between you and me, he is really sensitive. You should see him crying in bed after a night terror. Heh, what a looser.
“You aren’t incorrect.” Hordak admitted to her, which she took as a permission to stay. “Defection isn’t a path you can avoid. It simply happens. You may slow it down, but you can’t get rid of it. It simply... happens. That’s why Prime never bothered keeping defects around. Our ebb in efficiency is inevitable.”
“That’s terrible.”
“Really? I think it’s quite funny. A broken nobody faced against literally the strongest woman on the planet. Funny how the universe works.”
“Hey, I’m sorry. Cheer up.” She placed a hand on his shoulder, but removed it immediately as Hordak gave her a death glare. No touchy. She got it. “Ah, sorry again. W- Hey look I know it’s hard, and it’s tough to get the right words out. When I left the Horde I had a lot on my mind... C-... Castaspella runs private therapy sessions. Catra goes to her all the time, I went to her when I first got here. You should try it.” The girl gave the used-to-be warlord a reassuring smile, Hordak attempted to hide his own, pesky smiles, Hordak found that those kinds of gestures were infectious. He couldn’t count the number of times Entrapta made him turn into a, and I quote, ‘blushy-mushy’ puddle.
He cleared his throat, “Thank you for the advise. I will take it under consideration.”Satisfied with herself she extended her bottle to him, he indulged in a victorious clink of the glasses. And they both downed their drinks as if in a rush.
“What made you take me?” That was unexpected, but well, it had to come up eventually.
“What.”
“You know what. In the field.”
He looked down, trying to find answers somewhere in the empty bottle, no such luck. “I do not know. Shadow Weaver said she was potential in you. But I didn’t know what I saw. You were new. You were a completely unknown variable. Maybe there was - what you call - ‘good’ inside me all along, maybe you fascinated me on the level of a third grade science project, maybe there was nothing - I just did it and there’s nothing behind it.
...Or maybe everything was behind it.”
“Alright, I- Thank you for the ‘strongest woman on the planet’ complement, but it’s kind of undone by the ‘science project’ comparison.”
“My apologises. I have been told before I lack social skills.” He said eyeing the inside of the bottle checking if there was anything left inside. There wasn’t.
“It’s fine. You’re on par with Entrapta’s morbid space fascination. We kind of got used to it.”
“No one’s on par with Entrapta. She is unequalled.”
“You really fell head over heels for her didn’t you?” Adora stated as she attempted to slap the bottom of the bottle to get the last drops of the drink. Hordak couldn’t hide the smile that emerged at the mention of her name. “I know what you mean. When you find that someone, you’re other half, a soul mate. It’s a dream.”
“Is it? A dream, is that what it is?” Hordak massaged the bridge of his nose. Adora turned to him, all ears. “I- do not know how to put it into words. I have memorised the entire Etherian dictionary, and yet.”
“Really? Wow, who has the time? Wow. How? Wha- Nevermind, carry on.”
“I think I was going to take you in no matter what. It is not that I believe in a higher power, I can’t. But I feel like it is all set in stone, like it is all written out. Like no matter what, for better or for worse, it was always going to go the way it did. The exile. The formation of the Etherian Horde. You. The portal. And through that me dooming this world. It is as if it all needed to happen. All my life I wasn’t alive, I was asleep. In a dream. And then one day, I woke up.”
“Ho-”
“I- I can’t tell when, the defection, coming to this world, meeting her. But... the world changed. It all for the first time felt real. Like I had weight. Like my footsteps had impact. I awoke to reality. And for the first I’ve been looking around, sleeping things, taking it all in.”
“Hordak.”
I have had people interact with me. And I have done things. It all feels so real. Too real for a dream... but... Everything I thought was right was wrong and everything wrong was right. I look around at the things I notice them and I don’t know if they’re right or wrong - or if there even is such a thing. Or maybe it’s a matter of opinion, but can opinions be right or wrong.”
“Hordak, breath.”
“Are there any rules, qualifications, and conditions necessary for one thing to be itself, the way it is or does nothing matter? Is it all meaningless? Formless? I- I mean is an animal that obeys the laws of nature and the food chain right, or is it wrong?”
“Calm down. Slower. I ca-”
“My entire reality has been flipped on it’s head! I feel like I’m walking on a black and white chess board, but I can’t tell the colours apart. And if I misstep, I fall. But everything is upside down, so I don’t know where I’ll land. It’s all so different. I am imprisoned. Caged. Trapped. Am I falling into reality or into another dream. I just d-”
“Hordak!” Adora placed a hand on his shoulder, this time firmly, and it didn’t move away. “Bud, you’re on a loop.”
“My apologises, again. I just thought- I just thought after Prime it’d be all perfect, but it’s not.”
“...I know what you mean.”
Right. Of course she did. Hordak knew he dragged her and her fellow cadets into the loop. He kept walking in circles - he never broke the cycle, it was Adora. Because she was stronger and he was weak. Heh, funny how the universe works. Without a word the two looked down at their empty bottles and stood up simultaneously and went over to the barbeque for another drink, however stayed for Micah’s surprisingly good burgers.
They sat opposite each other, at the picnic bench. Hordak sank his fangs into the meat of the burger, bite off a large chunk, and found that he quite enjoyed it. He became more keen on the meat groups. No one in the history of Etheria had ever seen The Evil Horde’s Hordak eat. And next to She-Ra, it was like seeing bigfoot riding a unicorn. He greeted with an all too familiar bush of purple hair puffing around his shoulders. Entrapta had returned from her personal lecture session and looked tired because of it. “Umm, your burger looks good. Can I have a bite?” Her partner handed her the half eaten burger without a word. She yanked it out of his hand and began to nibble on it, despite her adoration for tiny food, she managed to make quick work of it. She just turned to face Hordak with puppy eyes silently.
“[sigh] Want me to get you another one?”
“Please and thank you.”
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Bug And Shell(d): Lady Wi-Fi
If there was one thing Nino hated, it was leaving Ladybug hanging during an Akuma attack. Being temporally separated was one thing, it was another thing to come in a whole hour after it had started to only be around for five minutes.
Still he probably would have been on time had Marinette not so desperately needed the bathroom and been gone as long as she was. It wasn't her fault of course, it's not like she knew he was Carapace and purposely made it difficult for him.
He'd run out the classroom the second the bell rang, transformed and got to the fight as quickly as possible.
Besides the Akuma wasn't that dangerous, it was just a kid... But if that didn't get Nino's big brother instincts going off then nothing would.
Hawkmoth akumatised a child.
Throwing his Shield into his face was the only thing he would ever give Hawkmoth.
That was neither here nor now. So he would have to let it go for now.
Luckily he hadn't needed to use Shell-ter so he had managed to get back quick enough to make it seem like he hadn't even left school. Despite it being over he didn't want people to question how he went in and never came back out without being seen. Which was why he was walking back out the front doors of the school while adjusting his bag.
"Nino wait." Feeling a hand grab his wrist he turned to the source of the voice. Alya .
"Hey dudette, what's up?"
"Come with me." As quick as that she began to drag him away and he had to refrain from trying to pull out her grasp. He wasn't uncomfortable, it was just that you gained a few... Reactions when fighting Akuma. "I need your help."
She dragged the two of them down the school steps and onto an out of the way bench. Nino took a seat on his side before propping one foot on his other knee as he leaned back with folded arms.
"So what did you-"
" Shh. " The finger on his lips was enough to silence him, if only because of the surprise.
He watched as Alya dialed someone, put it to Her ear before letting out a growl before locking her phone.
"I hate when she goes awole." Ah. Marinette right. Both Alya and Marinette had become fast friends since the their first meeting and while it didn't diminish his and Marinette's friendship, it was more special to her. "She's not calling me back where is that girl?"
" Seriously, Adrien's kinda the same too. But I suppose you gotta get crafty when 'Mr. Control freak' is your daddy-o. " Alya's faced scrunched up at that and Nino hoped she wasn't noticing that he also went missing quiet a bit. He had a legit reason of course, Adrien too, Marinette... Well he wasn't sure her reason but he doubted it was anything bad.
Alya's phone chimed and he leaned over closer to seen what it was as she turned it towards him. A short clip of him and Ladybug... Ugh, Carapace and Ladybug, showed them comforting the victim and giving a nervous wave to everyone.
That had happened roughly ten minutes ago, so he was a little surprised that the news crew managed to air the recording already. It was probably done from the news van if he had to guess.
"That's it!" He blinked as Alya opened Marinette's bag, took out a sticky note and her tablet before she began to write on the note. " I'm think I just sniffed out who the real Ladybug is! "
For a second Nino's brain froze and very suddenly he didn't want to hear what Alya was going to say. It was far, far too risky to learn his partners identity.
As she finished writing the note, which he did not even try to look at, she leaned close to his ear and whispered. "Chloé."
Something bubbled in his chest. He let it out in the form of a humored laugh before placing a hand on Alya's shoulder.
"Chloé's not Ladybug, She too..." He twisted his other hand in a thoughtful manner. "Self absorbent, harsh and uncaring to be saving Paris every couple of days."
Not to mention that the girl had been saved by Ladybug after begin thrown off the Eiffel tower by stoneheart. But that was not something Nino could say as it was something Carapace knew, not Nino.
"I know I'm Right, and when I prove it, you'll see." Nino watched as she got up and left with Marinette's belongings, no doubt going to return them.
Once she was out of sight he poked his jacket were he knew Wayzz was hiding. The little being stuck his head out cautiously, only flying out once he deemed it safe.
"I know Alya's wrong about Chloé being ladybug but I can't help but feel like this is going to cause a problem."
The turtle Kwami look at him for a moments before floating down to sit on his shoulder. "Indeed but it is important to remember that you are all young, you are going to be a little irrational but what is important is you learn from it."
Nino chuckled before petting Wayzz on the head, a gesture he seemed to enjoy. "Always so full of wisdom aren't you dude? A Box of Macaroons in one of our favorite flavours if we're right."
" Deal. "
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"I'm telling you Alya, if Chloé's Ladybug then that makes me Hawkmoth."
" Very funny Nino. "
Nino was not having a good morning, first being dragged away to this corner by Alya and now having to watch her trying to get evidence that Chloé was Ladybug. Despite the fact that there was actually evidence to prove the contrary.
"Look man, I'm not gonna stop your theories and whatever but don't drag me into it," taking note of her expression he pointed over the where Adrien was just climbing out his car. "Look why don't you ask Adrien, he'd be on board to find out who Ladybug is and he Chloé's friend. So it's a win-win for you."
Even if Nino knew it was already a lost cause.
"You know what? Maybe I will." At least she was out of his hair.
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NOTE TO SELF: DON'T MAKE DEALS WITH POWERFUL GOD LIKE BEINGS!
You will lose, period.
It was bad enough that an Akuma attack was happening in the middle of School but what was worse was that it was Alya who was akumatised. All of this was over her incorrect hunch of Chloé being Ladybug.
Not only that but Chloé had gotten Alya suspended for a week, just cause she took a picture of her locker. Sure it was rude and a little invasive but not worthy of being suspended.
Still he was a little greatful at being at ground zero today, at least he wouldn't leave Ladybug hanging for long, if at all.
Ducking into an alleyway he transformed. To avoid suspicion he jumped up the nearby fire escape until he was on top of the building.
As peaceful as it was, he had a job to do.
he knew it was Alya who was akumatised, he knew she was after the truth of ladybugs identity and that she heavily suspected Chloé. Her Akuma name was Lady Wi-Fi.
Nino had figured that the names were quite literal towards what the Akuma could do.
Stoneheart? Big guy of stone who's cause was the matters of his heart.
Lady Wi-Fi? Well, he's going to assume some Wi-Fi based powers. But first he needed to find her.
fortunately he knew where to start.
He took off running on the rooftops, head twisting left and right just in case she decided to surprise him out of nowhere. Nothing, not even the standard level of panic the civilians had when an Akuma was running rampant, cause one wasn't doing so publicly.
He hoped Ladybug was out and about looking as well, just to make it easier to pinpoint her down. Jumping down to street level, and startling a few locals, he looked up at the building he had brought himself towards.
The Le Grand Paris hotel. Chloé's home.
Alya would come after Chloé, all he had to do was wait for her to show up. As he stepped up to the hotel he nodded to the doorman who had held the door open to him, seeing heads turn to him was an odd sight and he had to double check not make sure he was actually transformed.
"Mr. Bourgeois. A word."
Paris' Mayor turned away from those he was addressing, seeing him dismiss the others before stepping closer to him.
"Ah, Carapace. What business brings you here?" He could see the man was fidgety, having a hero nearby often meant trouble followed, though through no fault of there's of course.
"Akuma I'm afraid, I have reason to believe they'll be coming for your daughter Chloé." He saw the way the man twitched, saw that worried and fearful look go in his eye before it was plasted over by neutrality.
"Oh dear, what can I do to help?"
" Since I believe they'll come for Chloé I feel it would be best if I stick near her, keep her safe even before they arrive. "
"Yes, yes, of course." The older man began to guide the younger one to the elevator. "Please do see that she's kept unharmed, I don't think I can take it."
"Of course dude, that my job after all." As the elevator closed he slumped slightly. "Of course I wouldn't be here if your daughter didn't cause problems." After this he was so going to get two boxes of Macaroons, one for him and one for Wayzz.
Once at the top floor he walked up to Chloé's door and gave it a hard knock three times then waited. The door opened slowly, Chloé was half peaking out, as if hiding her body behind the door. Her eyes widened upon seeing him but there wasn't fear in those eyes. No recognition that she was in danger, she held the look of someone who got exactly what they just wanted.
"May I come in?"
" Of course " She opened the door and... Oh, that's why she was hiding. She was wearing a replica of Ladybugs suit, from the boots to the jacket it was highly accurate.
How had she managed to do that?
"Although I won't complain, what brings you to my home?" Nino's eyes darted over the room, taking note of all the electronics, just in case Alya could control them.
"Lady Wi-Fi, the Akuma, I believe she may be after you." She could see Chloé flinch, no doubt remembering her impromptu flight off the Eiffel tower courtesy of Stoneheart. "So I decided to do two things at once, one," he held up a finger as he stopped in the middle of the room. " protect you, two " he help up a second finger. "Prepare an ambush, hopefully Ladybug can get to us before Lady Wi-Fi and we should have this in the bag."
" Oh... Well make yourself comfortable I guess. " Chloé picked up a replica of Ladybugs Yo-Yo and began to go through basic moves with it. Huh... Didn't Alya say she saw something like that? Probably what started this whole mess.
"Gotta say, I'm impressed with your outfit, highly accurate. Where'd you get it made?"
"Personal tailor." she brought the yo-yo up to her hand and held it before resting a hand on her hip. " What do you mean highly accurate? It should be perfect. "
"Your missing the fifth spot on the centre of your back, on top of which those two segments on your back should be separated as two individual pieces, as that's where Ladybugs wings are. " His eyes glanced over as he circled her. "I also think there should be a red stripe on your boots and red spots on your shoulders, other then that it's mostly accurate."
" Ridiculous, utterly Ridiculous. I told them it was wrong. "
Oh, boy. He just unleashed the beast, it was going to be a long, long day.
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Around an hour had passed since he arrived, Chloé had spent a good amount of that time either yelling down the landline or practicing her yo-yo skills while talking to him... About Ladybug.
Of course she had taken pictures of him too but had said it was for reference. Meaning she was probably also going to get a Carapace suit made too.
Nino never took Chloé at the cosplaying type, admirer sure but not to this extent. Ah well, imitation was the highest form of flattery after all.
Oddly enough there hasn't been a peep out of Lady Wi-Fi once, there had been some reports of Ladybug flying around but not once had the Akuma turn up. It was really getting on his nerves now.
Seeing that Chloé was occupied with the Yo-Yo he stepped out onto the balcony for a bit of air. His goggled eyes scanned the nearby buildings, maybe he'd see the Akuma lurking about.
He saw Ladybug And he continued to scan over the other buildings before his head snapped back to his partner. He brought one hand up to his mouth to whistle while he waved the other to entice her over.
It was the flash of bright light behind him that made him turn around before his partner could get over to him.
There she was, Lady Wi-Fi, odd, she didn't look too different to how she normally looked. Save for the black and purple clothes and black mask.
Oh, she already had Chloé locked in place... By a pause sign? What did she have weird recording style powers? Didn't really fit with the Wi-Fi theme if he was honest.
As She leaned on Chloé's shoulder Carapace opened the door and pulled his Shield off his back, launching it towards Lady Wi-Fi. She ducked at the last second and stayed down until the shield passed back over her and into Carapace's hands.
"Sorry to interrupt your stream." He adjusted into a defensive stance , half ready to throw the shield and half ready to defend himself. "But I'm afraid you've got a glitch."
" Oh look, the tiny turtle has come to save his love bug. " His face scrunched up and he had to fight down a gag.
"Eww, no. Chloé's not my type. Besides she's not Ladybug."
The doors behind him burst open and his partner landed before him, wings flapping wildly in what he could only assume was agitation. Her Yo-Yo spun rapidly at her side, forming a defensive barrier between her and the Akuma.
"That's Ladybug."
Lady Wi-Fi looked between both his partner and Chloé and while he wanted to just launch his Shield at her a second time he had a feeling Alya would not hesitate to use Chloé as cover.
"But! I thought you were Ladybug!?"
" Really? The girl I saved is actually me? " At least for a moment Alya seemed to sputter, as if trying to find some foothold to continue her argument.
he watched as she swiped her phone, the pause button on Chloé disappearing and the girl went tumbling across the room with her previous momentum. That looked like it hurt.
"What does it matter?" Lady Wi-Fi let out a laugh as she leveled her phone at them. " Now that I have the real Ladybug I can unmask you. "
She threw several blasts and Carapace used his Shield to block them, each blast dissipated upon contact with his Shield instead of being subject to whatever she had been trying to cause.
He felt his partner hit his back, trying to gain his attention. "Follow my lead." Then she leapt over his shoulder allowing her wings to guide her just to the side of Alya and make it past her.
waiting no time he followed suit by charging straight forwards and jumping right over her head, switching into a roll at the last second to keep as much momentum as possible before he sprinted down the hallway after his partner in...
Magic controlled victim fighting?
It didn't have a good ring to it.
"So." He spoke as he jumped down the entire flight of stairs, Ladybug herself was using her wings to flutter from wall to wall where she pushed off each for that extra bit of momentum. "What's the plan?"
" We get down to the basement, her phone requires a Wi-Fi signal and the lower we go... "
"The worse her signal becomes." he finished, head darting upwards to see how far up the Akuma was, he ducked under the incoming projectile before he began to move faster. "No signal, No service."
"Exactly." The two of them stopped as they hit the lowest level, weapons raised and ready to deal with whatever Alya could throw at them.
Nino didn't want to think about the possibility of failure, imagining an army of Akuma who could literally freeze you in place. An army of Stonehearts was bad, he didn't want to think about what an army of Lady Wi-Fi's could do.
"Did you really think I was Chloé?"
He paused and spared a glance over his shoulder, giving Ladybug a 'are you serious right now?' look. "Now ain't the time bug."
" Right, Sorry. "
Both of them waited a moment longer and both grew more concerned when Lady Wi-Fi didn't show up. She had been right behind them both, they couldn't have lost her on the stairs.
The banging of one of the doors made him groan. "She didn't take the bait, we gotta go." He began to run up the steps two at a time, Ladybug flying tightly around each corner, pushing off walls as they ascended.
Both of them shot forwards, Ladybug was hovering with her wings, kicking off each surface to maintain above the stairs level, Carapace jumped up two steps at a time.
"Seriously though, do people mistake Chloé for me? "
"Didn't fool me for a second. "
Carapace cursed internally at seeing the first locked door, then the second. He was just annoyed after the fourth.
Both hero's stopped at the first unlocked door.
"Get ready." He raised his Shield slightly before kicking the door open, it collided with the wall and the two of them stepping in ready to-
It was empty. "Odd I expected an ambush." He hummed in agreement, he certainly would have set up an ambush.
"What I find strange is the phones."
There were phones everywhere, one on each table and even a few just scattered on the floor. It looked both haphazard and creepy all at once.
Just where had these phones come from?
A flicker of light came from one of the phones before Lady Wi-Fi herself emerged from it, hand already in position to launch something at them.
"Surprise!"
The split second reflex to raise his Shield in front of him was very welcome. The blast destroyed itself against his Shield and he and Ladybug jumped away from each other to force the Akuma to have to separate her attention.
He vaulted over a low barrier, tucking his legs up as he went over. As soon as his feet hit the floor he moved into a roll before taking cover behind the table he had just upturned.
Given that Alya had been one of the least destructive Akuma's yet, he was entirely unprepared for the table to be thrown at him by the sheer force of her weapons blasts.
left slightly disoriented he hardly had time to see Lady Wi-Fi gloating at him, at least, not until Ladybugs Yo-Yo Wrapped around her completely, tying her up tightly to the point she flopped over on the table face first.
"I don't think so." As he began to stand up Ladybug strutted forwards, confident that this was finally over.
At least until Lady Wi-Fi disappeared and reappeared from a different phone before immediately flickering between a few of them.
"Ha! You think a little wires going to stop me?"
Ladybugs eyes flickered around the tables before she spun her Yo-Yo next to her. With a flick of her wrist she launched the Yo-Yo at the table next to her, Crushing the Phone beneath it's strength.
Each Phone destroyed left the Akuma with one less avenue of escape, any time a phone she had been near was about to be destroyed she teleported to a different Phone so she wouldn't be hit.
When the last phone was destroyed Lady Wi-Fi started to make a break for the kitchen area. But Carapace wasnt fooled by the 'retreat', not by a long shot.
Pulling his tool off his belt he pressed a sequence onto the Turtle shell pattern on top. Ever since Stoneheart he had spent hours figuring out his second tool so that he could utilize everything at his disposal.
he threw it after the retreating Villain Victim, it sailed over Ladybugs shoulders and even past Lady Wi-Fi as it shot towards the door.
Lady Wi-Fi looked back over her shoulders, smirking at him like she had won. But looking back forwards almost caused her to trip over her own two feet.
The tool had done exactly as Carapace had wanted it to, each of the 'leg holes ' had shot out their wires, causing the Turtle feet looking tips to embeds into each corner of the wall. Making the tool into a poorly made barricade.
But what truly mattered was that the top 'shell' had lifted slightly and from underneath it a small circle had come out from beneath making the tools shell larger, then another from behind the enlarged circle. Then another.
By the time Lady Wi-Fi got to the door it had already covered most of the doorway, leaving little space to get past it.
She banged her hands onto the near invincible barrier before turning back to Ladybug.
"Good job Carapace, you've got nowhere to go now Wi-Fi. "
As Ladybug zeroed in on her the Akuma eyes darted around until they landed onto the Phone that had been knocked to the floor when Carapace had upended the table.
"That's what you think." Disappearing into a flash of light Lady Wi-Fi emerged from the other phone, directly behind Carapace.
Shield-less, Tool-less and caught completely by surprise he didn't have time to turn around before he felt the sharp kick hit his back.
He did, However, manage to make his fall into a roll to avoid the magic blasts.
Spinning so he was facing Lady Wi-Fi he stared her down, with nothing to use to go on the defensive he switched to the offensive.
Jumping from his crouched position he reared back his arm as he drew closer to Alya, as his feet hit the ground he stabilised his legs, putting more power into his legs and hips as he swung his fist forwards.
Lady Wi-Fi barely moved out of the way and the side of his fist touched her cheek as it sailed past her. His fist collided with a pillar and a spider crack was left behind that extended up half the marble.
Instinctively Lady Wi-Fi Gulped.
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On the other end of the connection Hawkmoth flinched slightly. He was only given all the more reason to stay hidden away.
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Without waiting a second Carapace forced his weight into his other leg before wildly swinging the same hand towards the Akuma. Nearly back Handing her in the process.
with each attempted swing and block Lady Wi-Fi was pushed back more and more. Her moves became more sporadic and desperate the longer she couldn't use her phone.
And sometimes desperation leads to creativity.
Seeing the working phone beneath her Lady Wi-Fi kicked it across the room just as Carapace Shoulder barged her into the wall, damn near knocking the wind out of her.
She gave him a weak smirk as she disappeared into the code again and emerged in the other end of the room. Hand ready to launch her next attack.
Fingers gliding across the screen she launched a lock symbol, intent to incapacitate the Turtle hero.
The boy hero was like a deer in a headlight.
"Carapace Move!"
Ladybug, who had been waiting for a good moment to intervene safely, barged her shoulder into Carapace, forcing him to tumble to the gound, the lock symbol attached to Ladybugs right wrist and dragged her back to the wall behind her. Quite literally locking her in place.
"Excellent work, Lady Wi-Fi, now get me my miraculous."
" Of course Hawkmoth, a deal is a deal after all. "
Pulling up a pause sign she aimed it at Ladybug, she could deal with the Turtle once she was fully stuck.
Carapace didn't think about his next action, not the results or the consequences.
He shot up, body spinning to put his back to Lady Wi-Fi as she launched her shot. He brought his hands up and firmly placed his palms over her ears covering her miraculous.
His body froze solid as the blast hit him. Ladybug could only stare at him while her head was locked in place.
'His eyes were nice to look at'
Wait what? Not now Brain! She forced a blink while she tried to force her growing Blush to lessen.
"Not what I went for..." She could hear Alya's voice coming closer. "But oh so much better."
As she stepped into view Lady Wi-Fi placed a camera up above them and she was sure all of Paris was now seeing them stuck like this.
"Who is Ladybug? Is she a super hero or a super weirdo? Why don't we find out?"
She was about to reach for her mask before Hawkmoths symbol appeared on her face agian, her eyes darting to Ladybugs mask and Carapace's hands.
It seemed that it was only now that Lady Wi-Fi realised exactly what Carapace had done. She could see the outline of Hawkmoths mask on her face, her eyes darting to Carapace's Miraculous and back at her.
"New plan, who Is Carapace? A true protector or just some Ninja turtle knock off."
As she reached for His miraculous, Ladybug lifted her left, unrestrained, hand and wrapped her fingers around his wrist, leaving his miraculous locked in place.
"Try again Wi-Fi."
That seemed to tick her off and although she did try to pry Ladybugs hand away it was a fruitless endeavour. Once more Hawkmoths symbol appeared over Lady Wi-Fi's face.
With a few flicks of her wrist she sent lock symbols to every possible exit before dismissing the locks that held those two in place just before she disappeared into her phone.
Carapace blinked and pulled his hands away as Ladybug began to pace, he looked around seeing the lack of an escape and a partner that was getting more panicky.
At least he thought she was getting panicky. He wasn't sure he had learned a lot about his partner.
"What's going on, how long was I out?" He leaned down and picked up his Shield from where it lay ever since he had been launched across the room, he attached it to his back as he made a slow walk over to his other tool.
" where do I begin? We're locked in here, Alya's on the run who knows where, you were out for only a few minutes and she nearly had your miraculous. "
He paused as he rested his hand against the metal wall his tool had constructed. "We're still new to this bug, still learning, mistakes will be made, we just have to learn. "
"How are you so wise?"
"Thank Wayzz, he's the one imparting his wisdom onto me. " Carapace looked around As he attached his shrunken tool to his hip.
Each door and window had lock signs and there were a few cameras around, well the magical ones anyway.
"This is bad, no direct way out. "
"Not a direct one no." Ladybug pulled her Yo-Yo from her hip. " Lucky Charm! "
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Outside the building the people who were gathered there waited in uneasy agitation, the scare that was Lady Wi-Fi coming out of Chloé's phone had left a few of them nervous.
What none of them were expecting was the explosion like sound to erupt from the front door of the hotel before it was kicked open by the two Hero's.
They left the smoking Microwave behind as Ladybug flew up towards the top of the hotel, Carapace holding onto the buisness end of her Yo-Yo, Legs pounding against the building wall as he ran up it.
Both heroes disappeared over the edge of the building and for a moment no-one heard anything until the entire Wi-Fi tower came crashing down onto the pavement.
It wasn't much longer that the wave of Ladybugs flew all around the hotel before flying off to other affected places, Ladybug herself flew away not much longer and everyone who had been outside began to feel a little awkward.
Could they just go back inside now? Like that?
Chloé especially began to feel self-conscious about still being outside in her Ladybug replica suit, she began to fidget slightly.
"-one on! Please!" Heads turned to the front doors of the hotel as Carapace exited the building. Hot on his heels was Alya, she was trying very hard to have her phones camera angles well enough to capture Carapace's face in the shot. "Just one question, please?"
" I'm sorry Miss ladyblogger but I can't, I have secrets and reasons for those secrets, besides... " He turned back to her, half ducking his head as he realised Alya was still recording. "Its getting late, you should get home before your friends and family worry about you."
That seemed to be the cue people needed to get moving, Hotel staff and guests went back into the hotel as if nothing had happened. Carapace turned to Chloé as she was walking past her, stopping her before she got far.
"And Chloé, don't ever be ashamed to dress up, I'm sure Ladybug was flattered to see you wearing her outfit."
Alya's eyes darted down Chloé, surprise and realisation setting in before her eye took on a more critical look.
She went to open her mouth but Chloé shoved her finger in her face. "I know it's inaccurate! Don't judge me Césaire! "
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A/N: This took forever to transfer from AO3 to Tumblr, anyway, for any not on AO3 (shame on you) and wants to read this, I'll update the master list in a moment.
#Bug and Shell(d)#miraculous ladybug au#miraculous ladybug#Ladybug#Turtle Nino/ Carapace#Carabug#Ninette#Caranette#NinoBug#Episode: Lady Wi-Fi
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Shenanigans on the High Seas
from @trensu, the blog that brought you WangXiantics, and from that other blog that just, like, screams a lot in the tags, comes the AU that we all desperately need because, frankly, we’re a little dehydrated from crying over the Nie Bros (drumroll please)
PIRATE AU!!!
You know you want it
the Zidian is Jiang Cheng’s ship. he inherited it from his mother, who was known as the Violet Spider, Scourge of the Seven Seas
before she retired, Captain Yu had two first mates she’d trained since childhood, Wen Qing and Luo Qingyang
after Captain Yu retired they got married and are now Pirate Wives with an-all female crew aboard the Yiling Matriarch
her bright red sails are just as feared as the purple sails of Zidian or the sable sails of Ghost General
any man who sets foot on the Matriarch best be prepared to lose it, and the leg it’s attached to
rumour has it that every carpenter from beijing to budapest pays the Matriarch a commission, for keeping them in work making peg legs, but that’s just a rumour
JC captains the Zidian alongside his first mate Jiang Yanli
the rumours about her say that she’s the reason there’s so little murdering done by those aboard the Zidian
but the crew know she once ordered a captive tied to a chunk of bait and thrown overboard near Shark Reef Bay
granted, she let the crew fish him back out after the first bite, and Jin Zixun never said another word about Captain Wei Wuxian until he was ransomed
but still
speaking of WWX, he captains the Ghost General, though far from doing any actual captaining he’s usually to be found up in the crow’s nest with a bottle of rum and his flute
luckily, his trusted first mate Wen Ning is more than capable of handling the General
his very favourite targets are the Jin Company’s slave traders, and most of his crew are former captives who chose to stay with him after their rescue
regardless of how drunk he might be, no one can fight like Captain WWX, except perhaps JC and JYL, they did grow up together after all!
because WWX was a foundling fished from the wreckage of a vanquished merchant ship by the Violet Spider at age 6 and taken to the island hideaway where her lover, former merchant sailor turned stay-at-home-dad Jiang Fengmian, is raising their two children
because this is a HAPPY AU DANGIT, and we deserve ONE AU where these two don’t traumatise their children
Captain Yu and JFM are in fact very, very happy together and raise little WWX together alongside JYL and JC
Captain Yu and JFM met when she raided his ship
he offered himself and all the gold aboard in return for his crew’s lives
she thought him rather striking and went about setting him up on a little island she knew, very out of the way, where she can visit as often as she likes
JFM is DELIGHTED by this turn of events, which he loudly denies has anything to do with Captain Yu’s famed skill with a whip
while JFM was settling into his sugar baby life, his crew were returning back to their home port to report to JFM’s business partner, Lan Qiren, that the Violet Spider had killed JFM and taken all their gold
LQR, who had secretly been in love with his best friend and business partner for years, declares the Violet Spider his ARCH NEMESIS and sets about trying to destroy her
when his brother and sister-in-law die and leave his two nephews in his care he ropes them into the feud
the Lan Brothers both join the merchant navy and are the very most eligible bachelors polite society has to offer
they hate all pirates of course but especially the unholy trio of Zidian, Ghost General, and the Yiling Matriarch
this makes it VERY awkward when Lan Wangji finds himself THROWN OVERBOARD during a terrible storm, rescued by WWX, and dragged aboard the General
at first, recognising the uniform, WWX keeps LWJ under his eye by tying their wrists together with a length of rope for absolutely no other reason definitely not cause he’s cute, nope, no sir
later, LWJ manages to snatch a sword and an EPIC DUEL ENSUES *cue he’s a pirate (main theme) from PotC here*
they’re in the rigging, they're sliding down the sails, they’re fighting up and down the deck
LWJ is HORRIFIED to realise at one point that WWX is laughing
even worse, he, LWJ, is having fun??? wtf he’s never had fun in his life how dare
after the fight ends in a draw LWJ and WWX come to an Understanding and have many deep and meaningful conversations as they sail back towards port
both of them fall madly in love of course, but Pirate!WWX and Midshipman!LWJ are just as emotionally dense as the OG varieties so there’s A LOT of pining
Seriously- so. much. pining
they probably battle a sea monster at some point because that’d be sick
finally, they arrive back at the port and WWX asks (sadly, because pining) where he should leave him and LWJ says (sadly, because pining) that any of the Gusu Cloud piers is fine
and WWX laughs because how funny! my dad used to be a merchant sailor for the Gusu Cloud Company
which is how LWJ discovers that the ‘dad’ WWX has been telling stories about for literal WEEKS is actually his uncle's now not-so-long-lost-love!because they are both Disaster Drama Gays™ they decide they simply MUST do this Right. After all, it’s an Epic Reunion™!!!
LWJ convinces his uncle to come out sailing with him (even though LQR has not boarded a ship since JFM was lost, cue sweeping nostalgic music and distant stare into montage of the two of them in their Youth)
they row him blindfolded out to the island where JFM and Captain Yu live and the moment LQR sees JFM it’s jaws to the floor.
there are tears
JFM puts his hands on LQR’s shoulders and says ‘my old friend. you never said’
they hug
it’s adorable
don’t roll your eyes it’s adorable and you know it
Captain Yu and LQR still Do Not Get Along
their Epic Rivalry™ continues but now it’s just morphed into them trying to outdo each other in displays of affection
JFM’s little island house soon holds more jewels, gold, fine silk, and artwork than half the royal coffers of europe
family dinners are a DELIGHT
JC freaking runs whenever his father hosts Captain Yu and LQR for dinner
because 1) god dad, you're so embarrassing, and 2) HE DOES NOT WANT TO HEAR ANYTHING THEY GET UP TO BEHIND CLOSED DOORS THANKS
JYL thinks it's sweet and loves seeing her dad so happy
WWX does the pirate-time equivalent of a bro fistbump with JFM, like, NICE.
LWJ is very quiet but secretly loves it because he, as we all know, is That Bitch
‘A wedding! I love it! drinks all round!’ – WWX, probably, when the three finally announce they’re getting married
the wedding is WILD
there’s a whole lot of dancing, WWX is in the thick of it of course
LWJ wants so badly to ask him to dance but he still hasn’t told him how he feels (because emotionally dense disaster gays, remember?)
he finally has to go outside after WWX somehow convinces LQR to dance a jig with him which means WWX has officially asked everyone to dance except him
he goes and sits in the tidal rockpool, and his billowy white shirt is all wet and see through when WWX comes stumbling out of the party calling for him
WWX sees LWJ silhouetted by an endless horizon of ocean and stars and dies. he's quiet for the first time in his whole life
then LWJ turns and sees him so of course WWX has to go down and talk to him. he may be a pirate but he’s not a barbarian (unlike some certain nies we could name but won’t he’s definitely not still salty about the arm wrestle incident with Captain Nie’s ‘little brother’ eh he’s not much of a fighter but he’s great with languages yeah right his wrist still hurts sometimes bloody barbarians)
‘ah lan zhan lan zhan! you aren’t allowed to run away; we haven’t had a dance yet. even your uncle danced with me surely you can’t say no!’ *pouts*
lwj.exe has stopped working
but of course he can’t deny WWX anything so he makes to head back inside
now wwx.exe has stopped working
because to HELL if he’s sharing wet LWJ in a see though white shirt with the rest of those imbeciles
‘ah, um lan zhan lan zhan we can hear the music from here just fine can’t we? let’s just dance right here?’
and of course LWJ says yes
so the two of them just dance together on the edge of the ocean, waves lapping over their bare feet
until a particularly big one knocks them flat (listen, it’s a trope for a REASON dagnabbit)
WWX ends up sprawled over LWJ’s chest and he’s laughing and apologizing
but LWJ is just looking at him, wreathed in stars, eyelashes so wet and glittering, the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen
WWX notices how still he is and they just pause for a moment and stare at each other
doesn’t really matter who kisses who but they are kissing and it’s wet and salty, there is sand in their teeth, and they absolutely do not give a flying dutchman
they don’t even register the cheers and catcalling until JC runs up and dumps a bucket of water over their heads
because dammit he hasn’t spent months running out of every room his parents and LQR are in just to watch his big brother pop his cherry get it on on the beach
the rest of the gang are all watching from the porch
WN and LXC look very awkward and embarrassed
JYL looks fond and is shaking her head
JC meanwhile is having a heated argument with WQ because there were bets on you see
WQ ‘pouring a bucket of water over them is cheating I’m not paying you one penny JC’
JC ‘I’m a pirate why on earth would you expect me to play by the rules pay up Captain’
WWX and LWJ sneak away while they’re all arguing
The General has one new crew member when she next sails out
ANYWAY married gay pirates wangxian having adventures AU is what we’re saying
Also for your consideration other delightful Pirate!AU options include:
naval officer!lwj chasing down pirate!wwx (think norrington/sparrow if Disney weren’t COWARDS);
high society!lwj in love with blacksmith-turned-pirate!wwx (the Elizabeth Swann/Will Turner dynamic, except with Swann in the forge fight because we said so);
davy jones!lwj pining for calypso!wwx (carving your heart out = chest brand anyone? seriously, just imagine LWJ setting foot on dry land for the first time in 13, 16, 10 YEARS, playing the song he’s composed for his love and WWX IS NOT THERE!!!!)
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I HATE how David’s fans put L*Ly on a pedestal and are suddenly so admirative of her... like you can like David without admiring his partner, do you know that ?? It all seems WAY too much and very hypocritical
And when (not if, WHEN😂) David and L*Ly break up, these fans are probably going to kiss his new girlfriend’s ass too...
The fact that he moved on so quickly from Alison never sat right with me tbh, I don’t know what you think about that !
I agree in some parts anon!
I mean, let me clarify something here, ever since I was a kid (10 or so) I have been CRAZY about Lily's songs and I love them until this day, and because of that, I've been curious about her as a person and decided to look into her story (and I admit I'm crazy to read her biography tbh but it hasn't been released in my country) but realized I loved her songs, but I can't stand her as a person...
I think it's natural his fans support their relationship and start liking her, but what makes me fed up is having to see them together ALL THE TIME
(edit: let me explain this better...
I absolutely LOVE Liev Schreiber, and if I follow a fan account, I wanna see him, things related to him, one or two posts about it, fine, but I don't wanna see Naomi Watts all the time, or whoever he is dating at the moment on every post, you see what I mean? And with some David accounts, I've seen more Lily than him! Like fine, you think their wedding pictures are cute, okay, share them, but god, they don't even work together, so there's absolutely no reason to promote her stuff all the time, they have different careers!!)
... and people calling her 'QUEEN' or saying she is a "role-model"
Seriously? She hasn't done anything extraordinary with her life except marrying a guy who is currently very famous and now enjoy the spolight all over again.
Some people say "oh but she was famous WAY before David" that's true, her first hit came out in 2006, and it became huge in England, maybe Europe and countries like mine (Brazil) other than that, people barely know her.
And she also stopped being relevant WAY BEFORE David got famous (I think her last hit was Not Fair or maybe 22 in 2009) and all her following records were flop to the point she was fired from her record company.
I don't like Lily, because she has done many bad things in the past, and she doesn't seem to regret it.
She simply walked out on her husband and left him with their two kids when they were just babies because she was 'bored' with the quiet life and wanted to tour.
She cheated on her first husband several times and didn't even bother hiding it and even worse: she published it in her book exposing them all, without any sign of respect.
She has given signs of being a pathological liar more than once, when she said she had been invited to play a role in GOT and her own brother said that wasn't true and a few months back, when she literally said the same thing about AHS even though "nobody had received any email, but she swears she remembers being invited to it"
She lies, she manipulates and cheats, what are the odds of that not happening to David as well? Only time will tell, but anon, don't trick yourself thinking David is just a victim in her vile hands, he is a grown ass man who's very aware of her personality and his PR team knows damn well how much she is disliked in her country for her personal scandals and political views.
This is why she went from a woman who barely saw her kids to a great 10/10 mom in less than a year once they realized they could play the perfect family for Instagram posts with David. I'm not saying doesn't love her kids or vice versa, but when she had them over, she always refused to show their faces in the pics and now you have a dad David spam every time they are together.
Also their wedding, as I said it before. They tried to make it seem as something fun, simple and made it last minute and seriously? Did people really fall for that? They can't hide the details LMAO
You can eat all the burgers in the world for your reception, but your 3k dress and your idk how much k wedding ring are there to prove you had things planned in real advance.
I also think it's odd he jumped from Alison to her to quickly, and I really hope he didn't cheat on Alison, but we all know how men usually are, so even if it's not the case, David's always done that, he grows bored quickly with his relationships and so does Lily, so I guess the reason why it's lasting so much so far it's because A) he is a real celebrity now (and he will continue being for quite a while, with Black Widow and ST coming up) and if he is on the media, she will stick around, because in less than a month being married, she's got more interaction, followers, contacts etc than she had done in a LONG time, and believe, she will get a album contract really soon just because she is his wife.
and B) they have a long distance relationship and they don't need to put up with their crap for too long, they only have the honeymoon phase and then they hop on a plane and go back home
🤷🏻♀️
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It's A Jameson Thing (Part 2)
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Gender: Female
Pairing: Peter Parker x Jameson!OC
Warning: None
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Previously:
"Guys," Peter, lifting his head, began to speak. "She's a Jameson."
MJ spoke up. "Well, c'mon there are tons of people with the same last na-"
"No MJ." Peter's eyes were wide open. "She's a Jameson Jameson..."
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MJ repeated herself for the umpteenth time that day. "Peter, listen.. Just because she's related to the man, doesn't mean she hates you, okay? Get that through your thick scull." She pushed his head with two fingers, earning a grimace from her friend.
They were in the gym now. They had been talking on the issue since second period.
Of yesterday.
Peter shook his head dramatically. "No I'm telling you MJ," he said. "He already hates me. It's only natural that he'd come for my relationships too. Even subconsciously!"
MJ rolled her eyes. Peter wasn't just pitiful. He was delusional now.
Ned nudged Peter's side. "C'mon Pete. It's not the end of the world."
"No Ned, you don't understand! And I'm kinda freaking out right n-"
MJ held her hand up, immediately stopping the conversation. "Peter, you do understand that this is not a relationship, right?," she asked. When Peter tilted his head, she elaborated. "You've only seen her once and she said- like- five sentences to you? There literally was no relationship for Jameson to ruin."
MJ's words made Peter pause for a second. He looked up in the sky, as if physically looking for an answer. "...but-" He quickly tried to save himself. "No I-" But up against MJ, he knew that any attempt was hopeless. "You see-."
MJ and Ned looked at him, waiting for his response.
After a few more stutters, Peter finally sighed, hanging his head. "...I'm the asshole in this, aren't I?"
"Yeah, most definitely," MJ replied, a small smile playing on her face. Clearly, she loved it when she was right. "You don't know this girl, Peter."
"Well," he sighed. "Does it matter if I know that I really like her?" He looked like a lost puppy. "From what I've seen, even from one conversation, she's awesome..."
Ned, forever Peter's number one hype man, held his chin up proudly. "It's fine. You totally got this, bro. Just get to know her!"
Peter scratched the back of his head. "B-but, I can't even talk to her without screwing up!"
The three friends sat, staring, silently searching for answers. It was no secret that Peter Parker had trouble with girls.
Ned found himself flinching when a whistle sounded. The coach came out of his office and yelled loudly. "Find partners for crunches!"
Peter looked up quickly, an idea popping into his head. However, MJ was quicker, already running to exactly where Peter's mind was headed.
Jillian Jameson.
"MJ, h‐hold on!," the anxious teen yelled, reaching for his friend's arm. "No no no no!!!" He missed as she started to walk away faster.
"What is she doing?," Ned asked, mouth agape.
"I have no idea," Peter responded. "But it better be good." He blew out a shaky breath. "B-be my partner, okay Ned?," he asked, not taking his eyes off of the two girls for even a second.
"Duh," Ned chuckled. "Who else would you ask?"
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"Hey Jill, wanna be my partner?"
Jillian Jameson lifted her head to see the tall girl who stood in front of her. "Uh, sure," she smirked. "Who goes first?"
MJ shrugged her shoulders. "Eh, you can."
Jillian laid down onto her back to start her crunches. "So, what's been up?," she grunted.
"Nothing much, just the utter emptiness of school," MJ replied.
MJ wasn't much of a conversationalists. More of a responder, so it was up to Jill to keep it going with random things.
"So, what does MJ stand for anyway? Mary Jane?"
MJ rolled her eyes with a laugh. "Heheh, no. It's Michelle Jones."
"Ah, cool," Jillian replied.
"Yeah I gue-"
MJ looked to where Peter and Ned where sat. Ned was talking up a storm, as usual. Meanwhile Peter was staring over at her and Jillian.
When he caught her looking, he furrowed his eyebrows. He frantically mouthed four words. WHAT ARE YOU DOING???
MJ rolled her eyes and mouthed back. Trust me.
Jillian continued crunching. "What's wrong?"
MJ's face snapped back to the girl in front of her. "Huh?"
"You got all quiet all of a sudden," she said. "What's up-?"
MJ rubbed her hands together a little anxiously. She was gonna have to do this now. She looked back at Peter, then to Jillian.
"How do you feel about Spiderman?"
At that, Jillian stopped crunching and sat still. She rolled her eyes and blew out a sigh. "Why does everyone care about that so much?"
Michelle furrowed her eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
Jillian sat up and crossed her arms. "C'mon, MJ." She cocked her eyebrow. "Don't act like you don't know who my uncle is.. and I'm not him."
MJ looked at her sympathetically. She hadn't even thought about that.
Jillian was a Jameson. She must get asked what she thinks about Spiderman every other day.
"You're here with the one and only J. Jonah Jameson!!," Jillian mocked. "And here's the question of the decade! Spiderman! Threat or menace!?!?!?!"
MJ looked away from Jillian's defensive eyes. "I'm sorry. I didn't think-"
The girl laughed, showing no ill will. "Don't do that," she started. "The only thing worse than people assuming I share my uncle's opinions, is people's pity over it. Don't feel bad. We're cool MJ."
MJ gave a lopsided smile. "Heh, good. Cuz you're fun." She shouldn't help but admit that Peter's crush was pretty likable.
The two girls continued their exercises, until a small idea popped into Jillian's head.
"Hey MJ." Michelle looked up. "Watch this," she said with a smile.
Jillian ran to the top of the bleachers.
MJ watched with confusion. "What is she doing?," she mumbled.
"Excuse me!," Jillian yelled, her face one of stone. "Can I have the attention of the class, please?"
The gym class slowly turned towards her. MJ and Peter locked eyes, both riddled with confusion.
What happened?, Peter mouthed.
But before MJ could answer, Jillian yelled again.
"You guys want to know? Well here it is!" Her face went dark as she balled her fist.
Ned's jaw dropped to the floor. Peter's eyes went wide. For once, MJ was speechless.
"SPIDERMAN IS A MENACE!!!"
What is she thinking?
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RWBY Grimm Guardians Arc 2: Beacon’s Fragile Light Ch XII
Hey, everyone! This is the twelfth chapter of Beacon’s Fragile Light! Here, we continue the Fall of Beacon! As usual, please enjoy.
Disclaimer: Still own nothing!
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WARNING! THIS CHAPTER WILL HAVE GRAPHIC VIOLENCE!
IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THAT, PLEASE HEAD TO THE END NOTES AND I WILL EXPLAIN WHAT HAPPENED.
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. THANK YOU.
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(On the deck of Roman’s airship…)
“Damn...it…!” Ruby said, gasping for air as she and Summer continued to fight off hordes of Grimm. She then paused, noticing a pink and brown haired young woman nearing her. ‘Is she challenging us?’ The young leader thought, before assuming a battle stance. The woman alerted someone wordlessly, before someone that Ruby recognized arrived at the top of the ship.The younger Rose raised an eyebrow, “Torchwick?”
Roman smirked, “The one and only, Red. I believe the blondie is familiar with my partner, Neo.” Ruby gritted her teeth, “Why you….!” She then swung at Neo, only for the white-clad woman to jump over her scythe and dodge another swing from the young leader. The ginger man sighed, “I suppose you’re aware that without these ships, the Grimm will destroy everything.” The younger Rose nearly fell off the hull of the airship after receiving a fury of kicks from Neo.
“Have you...lost your mind…!?” Ruby asked, trying to catch her breath. “There’s...no gain in this…!” Roman laughed loudly, “And I can’t afford to lose anything either!” His attention then turned to Summer, who was charging at the pair...only for her to be blindsided by a pair of small Nevermore. “Like it or not, Roses! The people I work for WILL change the world...and NEITHER of us can stop them…” Roman shouted. Ruby looked at Neo’s weapon, noticing a button, before looking at the Nevermore behind her.
Before Roman could say another word, the young leader opened the parasol, causing Neo to take off from the ship, leaving her in the mercy of the flying Grimm. Ruby then got up and used her semblance to go at full speed, grabbing a hold of Roman’s cane. “Even if we can’t stop them…WE, unlike you, are sure as hell gonna FUCKING try.” She snapped, only to be whacked with the cane. Roman snarled, “You got spirit, Red. But the world doesn’t give a SHIT about spirit.”
He then landed a bludgeoning blow to Ruby’s forehead, causing it to bleed. “The TRUE world is vicious. Cold. MERCILESS!” The ginger shouted, only to Ruby to kick the man back away from her as she struggled to get up. The young leader was bruised and bleeding. She was also exhausted and began to think she was going to collapse at any given moment. Roman slammed the end of his cane on the red clad teenager’s abdomen, pinning her down.
“I will do what I do best; lie, steal, cheat, SURVIVE.” The ginger man said. “If you want to be a hero, die like EVERY OTHER HUNTSMAN IN HI-!” He was cut off as the two heard a ferocious growl. Summer, who had mercilessly torn the Nevermore near her to bloody shreds, had glowing blood red eyes as she stared Roman down. “GET. OFF. OF. HER. NOW!” She snapped, walking towards the pair with clenched fists. Roman gritted his teeth, despite his fear rising, “If you come any closer, I WILL murder her!”
In an instant, the elder Rose dashed in front of the pair, grabbing and twisting Roman’s forearm away from Ruby. Roman made a pained expression, only for all the color in his face to vanish as Summer growled, “Not if I kill YOU first…!” With that, she literally TORE the ginger’s forearm from his body, causing him to scream in pain. “AH, FUCK!” He shouted, before dashing towards the door to the ship. Summer then tackled Roman, before tearing off one of his legs.
Roman began panicking. He was ACTUALLY going to die...in possibly the most brutal way he could imagine. “Wait. Wait!” He begged, turning on his back to face the red clad woman. “I… I can give you the location of my employers! I-I can help you stop the Grimm atta-!” He was cut off when Summer lifted him up, before she whispered in his ear, “You threatened my daughter. THAT is enough reason to kill you.” Roman paused, before his expression turned into that of horror.
“It...c-can’t be..!” Y-You’re supposed to be dead. Salem sent those Grimm Sapiens after you herself!” Roman said in a weak and panicked voice. The red clad woman growled, “They failed to leave no survivors to save me.” With that, she slammed her hand into Roman’s chest, before taking it out and throwing the ginger off the ship, where several Nevermore began feasting on his body. “Cres…?” Ruby called out in a weak voice. Summer turned towards her, before the glow in her eyes vanished.
Summer collapsed to her knees, covering her mouth and doing her best not to vomit. The younger Rose quickly went up to her and began rubbing her shoulders, “Are you...going to be okay?” It took several moments for Summer to answer. She just nodded, temporarily succeeding in not vomiting. “Are you?” She asked. The young leader froze, before nodding, “Nothing I can’t recover from.” She knew well what Summer meant, but decided to not bring it up for now.
The ship then shuttered underneath the two. “Time to go.” Summer said, grabbing Ruby’s scythe and tossing it to her. Ruby then slammed the blade into the side of a building’s wall, slowing her descent to the ground, while Summer just used her hands just as effectively. “How worse are things going to get before we stop this!?” Ruby asked. Summer shook her head, “Don’t know! Though if we take out the Wyvern and Cinder, this might come to a halt.” Hopefully, Beacon will still be salvageable if it does.
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(Meanwhile, in Beacon Academy…)
“You’re cowards, you know!” Adam shouted, his blade clashing with Blake’s. Gambol rushed at him, only for the bull faunus to dodge and kick her and Blake back. “This could’ve been OUR DAY!” “So you WANT innocent people to be afraid and hate us!?” Blake shouted as she swung her sword at Adam. The redheaded man scoffed, dodging the attack, “That’s all these people ever know! Hatred and fear!” “We will have our revolution.” He snapped. “Regardless of our actions.”
Gambol gave a sarcastic laugh, “Over my dead body.” “Your actions only prove that you don’t believe in the White Fang cause. You just want selfish revenge on those who harmed you…” She said, standing up and glaring the bull faunus down. Adam smirked, “Then how about we get rid of those that harmed me…” “Starting with her.” He said, rushing towards an innocent student, only to be tackled by Gambol.
“Get out of here! Now!” Blake shouted, letting the student flee as Blake punched her former partner in the face repeatedly. The bull faunus kicked her in the abdomen and headbutted Gambol, releasing her grip on him. After kicking his former partner to the ground, he snickered, “You’re quite desperate to save a school that’s already doomed!” “I promise: You WILL suffer for your betrayal, by having everything and everyone you love taken away from you.” Adam said. “Starting with the blonde there.”
The younger faunus froze as she looked to her left, spotting a nearby Yang. “You son of a bitch…!” She growled, before screaming in pain as Adam stabbed her lower torso. Yang jumped and turned, before her hair lit ablaze and eyes burned red. She lunged at the bull faunus, shouted, “Get the fuck off of her!” Before she could punch him though, Adam smirked, using his semblance to sever the blonde’s right arm from the elbow-down. Gambol sat up, her face pale and full of panic, “Yang! Ember!”
Adam walked over to the blonde, where Ember, exhausted, had now materialized. “You fucking…!” She growled, attempting to stand. The redheaded man chuckled, “Save it for the funeral.” Blake immediately got in between Yang and Adam, growling. Adam raised an eyebrow, “So, you want to die that much, huh?” Without hesitation, he swung his blade, decapitating...a shadow…?
Adam then looked up to notice Blake and Gambol escaping with the two blondes. “You fucking bitch!” He shouted, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to find them again in the streets. Gambol looked at Ember as tears formed in her eyes, “I’m so sorry… I’m so-...” “Don’t, hun.” The taller blonde said with a weak smile, “Please...don’t.” Ember looked at the teenagers, saying, “We need to get somewhere safe to regroup. You two need medical attention.” Blake nodded, before the four spotted Ren, Nora, Weiss, and Arktis.
“Hey. I was starting to get worr-...” Weiss stopped herself, before paling at the site of her teammates. “What happened…?” “We’ll explain while we give these two medical attention. Got any clean bandages and anything to cauterize Blake wound?” Gambol asked as Blake gently placed Yang down in a now-sitting Ember’s lap. The taller blonde began cauterizing Yang’s injury, while Arktis used red dust to cauterize Blake’s.
Afterwards, Weiss put some paper towels around the faunus’s abdomen as make-shift bandages. Not the best solution, but it was much better than leaving it unprotected. “Adam overpowered us….” Gambol said. “Spotted Yang and Ember.” “He used me to try and kill them.” Blake said, though it came out as a whimper. “Probably would’ve too if I didn’t use my semblance.”
The heiress hugged her teammate gently, “You’re going to be okay… All of you.” Ember sighed, “I hope you’re right…” Arktis placed a hand on Ember’s shoulder, rubbing it gently, “You will… Once we get done here and get back home.” Gambol nodded, “Home’s possibly the safest place now for all of us…” She then sighed, “Gods, Ruby’s going to be broken up…” The group went quiet. Ruby’s reaction to her sister being harmed was obvious enough… But Summer’s reaction...was going to scare them...
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(Meanwhile, in the Vault…)
“Do we even know if this is going to work?” Ozpin asked. There was a brief silence, before Evergreen sighed in their shared mindscape, “We do not… But what choice do we have now?” Back in reality, Evergreen brought Jaune and Pyrrha to the vault beneath Beacon as quickly as he could. The blonde raised an eyebrow at the headmaster, “Where are we?” “A type of....vault…” Pyrrha answered, though with some hesitation. Jaune looked at his teammate, “What would the academy need to hide?”
Evergreen stopped, sighing with regret. “You’re going to hate this…” He said, opening the vault and revealing the unconscious Fall Maiden, Amber in a pod. Jaune froze in shock. The headmaster sighed, “Mr. Arc. If Pyrrha decides to accept the powers of the Fall Maiden, protect her with all your might, please.” The blonde paused, before saying, “I’d do so regardless of the decision.” Evergreen smiled, albeit small, “You’re a strong and good man, Jaune….”
He then looked at Pyrrha, “Ms. Nikos. You have a choice to make. It is yours and yours alone.” The headmaster explained that the redheaded girl could either have the powers transferred to her, although the process would take a bit of time...or she could reject the powers and fight the Grimm and Cinder without them. “What happens next is up to you…” Evergreen said. The redheaded girl stared at the woman in the pod, then at Jaune, before looking towards the noises of chaos outside.
“No…” Pyrrha shook her head. “I...can’t take this power…” Evergreen nodded, “I understand.” The redheaded girl shook her head, “No offense, but I’m not sure if you fully do.” “I can’t accept this power. Not just because of those I care about, but also because I can’t trust myself with responsibility.” The headmaster raised an eyebrow, “Please correct me if I’m wrong, but is it because you believe you are also too young?”
The redheaded girl paused, before nodding, “I’m still basically a child. Even at the age of 17. I’m inexperienced, even if you see great potential.” After she was done, both she and Jaune raised an eyebrow, with the former asking, “Why are you smiling?” The headmaster chuckled, placing a hand on Pyrrha's shoulder, “Because I’m proud of your decision and maturity. You understand that you aren’t ready for this...and thus rejected the transfer. I’m proud of both of you.”
Pyrrha just blinked, before giving a small smile, “Thank you, professor.” Evergreen nodded, “You are most welcome, Pyrrha.” He then looked at Jaune, placing a hand on his shoulder, “I understand that you were worried. But I’m proud that you trusted your partner with making her decision.” The blonde smiled, “Thank you, sir.” “You're welcome, Jaune.” The headmaster said. “Now then, let’s get her awake and get out of here. We got some monsters to hunt, right?”
The two teenagers shared a smile and a laugh, before nodding....
However, before Evergreen could wake Amber, an arrow flew through the air, piercing the Fall Maiden's heart. The trio jumped in shock as Amber coughed out blood, before dying. Cinder, holding a bow, sighed as the Fall Maiden’s powers passed on to her. “You know, I was actually worried that you would accept the powers of the Maidens.” Cinder said with an arrogant grin. Evergreen gritted his teeth, “Why you damned arrogant…!” “Oh please, like you weren’t arrogant either, Ozpin.” The new Fall Maiden snapped.
“SHE was right about that part of you, you know.” Cinder grinned. The headmaster growled, before saying, “Jaune, Pyrrha. Get out of here and get Ironwood and Glynda back to Beacon. NOW!” “Tell them to bring Qrow as well.” Evergreen said, standing his ground against Cinder. “What about you!?” Jaune asked. The headmaster shook his head, “Don’t worry about me. Just go and protect Beacon!”
Pyrrha looked at her partner and nodded, reluctantly escaping as their headmaster stood against Cinder. The red-dressed woman sighed, “I pity you, Evergreen Brown. I really do. I came for Ozpin and this power...and if you two were not one in the same, I would spare you.” The headmaster rolled his eyes, “Sure. Like I’m gonna believe that fib.” Cinder shrugged, smirking as flames erupted in her hands, “Who knows. Maybe you would’ve been a loyal ally to Salem…”
Evergreen knew that this was a fight he probably wouldn’t survive… He used a quick spell, before putting it in the Long Memory. ‘Whoever will be your next incarnate...WILL need guidance.’ He thought. He knew Ozma heard him when he said, “It’s been an honor, Evergreen. I...wish things could’ve been different.” ‘I know. We’ll meet again... and I hope that you’ll be a better man when we do.’ Evergreen thought, before aiming the cane at Cinder and saying, “Let’s dance, Cinder.”
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As promised, a summary of what happened.
Summer kills Roman in a gruesome fashion. Adam still severely injures Yang and Blake, but Gambol and Ember are able to help with medical attention. And....
MAJOR CHANGE STRIKES AGAIN! >:D Yep, Pyrrha is NOT accepting the powers, choosing to bravely fight on without them. Also, Evergreen and Ozma make some sort of peace between each other at Beacon’s end. Also Cinder IS aware of Evergreen's personality.
Next up, we reach the end of Vol. 3, where Summer and Ruby FINALLY go ballistic. I might have a separate epilogue chapter, but we’ll see. See ya next time!
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