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fearowkenya · 5 months

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Winds of Change

Chapter 4: Stemming the Tide

It’s hard to hold onto hope when panic and fear take root and start to spread, climbing the notches of his spine and weaving back and forth between his ribs. But Ryo knows now, that hope and fear can both exist at once—he’s seen it for himself.

The group witnesses something that looks a lot like a miracle, but it's still not enough to chase away everybody's fears. Ryo and Shuuji each find themselves with separate demons to battle as they resist the pull of despair.

ao3 link in source, extended end-of-chapter author's note below!

editing this chapter took WAY longer than usual. I do two proofreads per chapter before i post, and if i edit more than a couple of sentences at any point, i start the entire proofread over. needless to say, i did a LOT of editing and rereading before finally making it to my posting checklist. ultimately though im pretty happy with it. mostly im just so glad to have finally posted the scene that was jokingly titled "labramon the egg wizard" so i could talk about how much I enjoy the title "labramon the egg wizard". jokes that are for me

anyway, "labramon the egg wizard" is one of the first parts of this fic that i wrote! there's a skeletal outline of the events in that section in my replay notes, though a lot about that scene has changed since then. it was always going to be labramon who was gonna help out though! why labramon..? … … well she's a dog , and it made me go 'heheh' to think of her doing pointer behaviors. no other reason (:

i know we get renamon egg in moral, but i don't actually remember much of what that looked like because it lasted like 2 seconds. thats absolutely NOT what i wanted for shuuji - i wanted it to be a scene that completely bodies him, where hes got this unexpected second chance hovering just beyond his reach, but he has to confront exactly what he's done in order to get it. i dont remember a lot of 02, but that one episode where ken goes looking for wormmons egg has this very specific vibe where its like, "here's some hope for you when youre at your lowest but never forget that you seriously fucked it up". it was brutal but beautiful and then i cried a bunch i think. idk it was a long time ago. maybe im completely misremembering that scene, who can say. thats how it lives in my memories tho

in any case, i definitely wanted it to be from ryo's perspective for the same reason that the aftermath of wendimon was from his pov. he's so much more observant than shuuji, who would not take notice of what the others are doing and saying while he's in the middle of getting pingponged between hope and gut-wrenching remorse.

the middle section, titled in the draft as "mcfreakin losin it", was a lot of fun too! the Plan(tm) at the beginning was something i edited in pretty late in proofreading. having an itemized list like that might feel more like a "shuuji thing" than a "ryo thing", but i think ryo's active effort to take responsibility and try to help kunemon with what hes stressed about would lend to him trying to come up with something a little more concrete. unfortunately for ryo, he has no backup plan for when the first one is turned upside down, and we all know what happens when something catches him off guard lmao. it was actually really interesting to write ryo in a position where he's witnessing more or less what he himself is like when he shuts down. being the one who has to snap shuuji out of this state has ryo realizing that this is what takuma and kunemon have to deal with when he's the one freaking out. i think that's kinda fun.

the last section has what feels to me like the most editing. it really wasn't a section that i spent a lot of time fiddling with until now because the bulk of it was quoting or paraphrasing existing dialogue from the start of part 6 for context, then diverging into what that scene looks like in a world where lopmon isn't around to be unable to explain what happened. like i said on ao3, as i was reading over the canon dialogue in truthful for reference, i realized i really just…didn't like it much. the argument escalates and de-escalates several times but never to a degree that feels all that extreme, and ends up feeling like it's just dragging out for no reason. people make their points at times that feel WEIRD, particularly ryo. lemme see if i can explain this.

so ryo doesnt say this til the latter half of this argument, and i HATED THAT because it's like… after everything he's been through with kunemon, it doesn't feel right that he's having those doubts. but i thought about it and i actually think it makes sense for him to have a momentary lapse where he slips back into old habits - letting fear take over and pushing away anything and anyone that has even the slightest chance of hurting him. he spent a LOT of time in that mindset, and even though he's working on reversing it, it's not gonna happen in a day. that said… the placement of ryo's doubts in the canon dialogue still feels super weird. i think it makes a lot more sense for him to panic at the very beginning of this argument, and then calm down as he remembers how solid his bond with kunemon is before sticking up for the digimon a little more aggressively. it just feels so passive in-canon when i think he would have taken a much more active role in defending falcomon and the others once 1) he remembers the context surrounding what happened in the waterway, and 2) he's reminded of how kunemon has helped him change.

i know some of the weird pacing of this dialogue is because the player needs to have input at some point, but i think takuma could've been much more powerless during this argument - the game has no problem taking away agency, since saving ryo is the only thing that will save shuuji, no matter what the player does. maybe im nitpicking, idk.

regardless, minoru's dialogue makes the most sense, but i still think it could have been condensed into a much sharper and more sudden escalation. it keeps being like "(minoru voice) IM MAD IM MAD" "(takuma voice) chill" "(minoru voice) oops sorry. … … … IM MAD IM MAD IM MAD" "(takuma voice) calm down" "(minoru voice) oops. … … … IM MAD IM MAD" etc etc etc. it just made the argument feel weak and drawn-out instead of intense and explosive.

i did keep some of it though! i thought that minoru's paranoia and sudden fear of trusting his partner was pretty compelling, which is why i kept those doubts in and quoted the lines about him wanting falcomon to prove his loyalty.

i chose those lines specifically because they say a LOT about minoru once you connect this argument with what i think is the root of his insecurities - his parents' divorce.

it's funny because as far as im aware, The Divorce doesn't even come up unless you choose an INCORRECT ANSWER in an OPTIONAL affinity event with minoru. im not 100% sure thats the only mention though! im currently at pt8 of my replay where the goal is to see every bit of truthful route dialogue possible. if it comes up in other routes, i managed to miss it lmao. anyway, because of that, for the longest time i thought The Divorce was just a popular headcanon, and didn't actually see that dialogue until recently. but as soon as i did i started looking at the stuff he does and says through the lens of somebody who was affected extremely poorly by his parents divorce, and it contextualized A LOT for me. suddenly the way he reacts in pt 6 makes so much sense, because imo falcomon turning around and killing him isn't his only concern: he's also terrified that he was vulnerable in front of someone who doesn't actually care.

pre-game minoru lacks a support system, and is afraid to rely on a new one. im not going to go on about it for too long because we'd be here all day, but im pretty sure that his parents divorce was MESSY, and he witnessed all of it. that same event where he mentions to takuma that his parents are divorced is also when he says that he doesn't think his mom has noticed that he's missing, even though at this point the kids believe that they've been gone for several days. he doesn't see his mother as support because she's too busy working, and since he doesn't even know where his father currently lives, clearly he doesnt get much if any support from his dad. the difficulty minoru has in shedding the goofy exterior and being genuine and vulnerable in front of people makes me think that he never found a support system to replace the one that he watched crumble in realtime when his parents split.

prior to part 6, we can assume that minoru started to see falcomon as someone that he could allow to see his insecurities. i also believe that minoru understood that shuuji and lopmon's relationship was supposed to look a lot like his and falcomon's, or like anybody else and their partner's. minoru could see lopmon trying to be supportive, so the dysfunction only seemed like it was on shuuji's end. so when lopmon flies off the handle and tries to murder shuuji, one of the things that minoru gets from it is that, no, actually, the trust and support that the digimon have for their partners is NOT unconditional. i think that watching this happen looks exactly like how it felt when the support system he'd had in his parents completely fell apart, except the lopmon situation comes with a fun extra "I'm going to kill you" sort of vibe that tells minoru that his relationship with falcomon is just not safe.

or worse, maybe that support system was never real in the first place. what if there was something darker beneath the surface that he just couldn't see?

anyway.

now, as dracmon says, all we gotta do is hurry up and wait. well. you do. i dont, im gonna be editing chapter 5 til the cows come home. im getting the distinct impression that it's gonna require even more reworking than this chapter did.

but that's neither here nor there - id love to hear your Gamer Theories about what im cooking up. there are a few things that are still going unaddressed after four chapters, and i wonder how much of it can be puzzled out based on what i've said so far. obviously im not able to see the story from a reader's perspective, so im not really able to gauge if the stuff that's being foreshadowed or otherwise implied is starting to become clearer. so please consider leaving a comment with what you think, or your favorite part or anything else that stood out to you! I'd much appreciate it. thank you for reading, and see you… mm… nnnnext…week…? ideally.

#digimon #digimon survive #kayama shuuji #shuuji kayama #tominaga ryo #ryo tominaga #kunemon

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fictionalwhxre · 2 years

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The Freaks

Eddie Munson x OC

Chapter One

A/N: My first posted fic!!! This ones a little short just to start things off. This is my OC that i'm obsessed with right now, I will mostly be posting reader insert fics but this shit has been on my mind for too long. No it probably won't fit along with the actual stranger things story/timeline, yes its very self indulgent. Don't judge me, after V2 im in need of any comfort I can get. Yes this will be part 1.

Word Count: 1.3K

Warnings: Swearing, awkward encounters, honestly not a lot.

“And so, the reign of Vecna continues!” A chorus of gasps can be heard from around the table before Eddie laughs and sits himself down on his throne. “Alright my fellow men, you fought gallantly but I think we should leave it there for tonight.” He rolls his eyes as the groans of protest begin, “I know I know, but we’ve been at it for 5 hours now.” He barely gets the words out before Dustin shoots out of his seat, “5 Hours?! Are you sure?” Eddie throws a playful glare his way, “Hey! I may be repeating my senior year but I think I know how to tell the time Henderson.”

“Shit, shit!” Lucas exclaims as the three begin packing up their things. The panic on Dustin’s face clear as day, “Oh man, we’re gonna be in so much shit.” Eddie can’t help but laugh at the panic etched in all three of the freshman’s faces. “Aw Henderson, is mommy gonna freak if you're out past bed time?” Mike answers for him as Dustin shoots Eddie a glare, “Worse, its Lou.” Eddie just scoffs imagining whoever this Lou dude was giving them a hard time after their meetings as the three boys usually did run late. “Last time we were this late, Lou made me ride in the boot. The boot! Do I look like I was made to fit in a boot?”

Eddie finally rolled his eyes before turning back to the trio, “Hey, what do you say I walk you out and take the blame for holding you guys up this time?”

Eddie burst through the doors with Dustin, Mike and Lucas trailing close behind, it didn’t take him long to find the boys ride. He could faintly hear Black Sabbath playing through the open doors as he waited to be met with an angry father or something. When he saw ‘Lou’ he choked on air as he realised who it was. Sitting on top of the hood of her car and leaning against her windscreen was Louise, head cheerleader, pretty and preppy. She was the girl that all the guys drooled over, so why was she driving around 3 freshmen to a club considered to be only for losers?

Eddie grabbed Dustin’s shoulder turning the boy to face him, “Louise Evans?! You're telling me ‘Lou’, who picks you up from Hellfire every week is the Louise Evans?” The three looked between themselves before Dustin answered, “Uh yeah? I thought you knew that?” Eddie gives Dustin an incredulous look “But how? Why? Since when?” Lucas laughs at Eddies stuttering questions but is soon silenced with a glare.

Eddie opened his mouth but was cut off by Louise’s voice calling out to them, “There you dipshits are!” She slid off the bonnet of her car before stalking over to the group. Eddie immediately shot up at the sound of her voice. “45 fucking minutes I’ve been waiting!” She hadn’t even noticed him as her angry stare was directed mostly at Dustin, “Okay I know you're mad, but there’s a perfectly good explanation.” Dustin holds his hands up defensively. At this point she just wants to go home, sighing and rubbing her forehead, “Just get in the car.” “But Lou,” Mike pipes up but is cut off by her slightly less patient tone, “Mike so help me god if you are not all in that car in 2 minutes I’m leaving you here.” Before she can ask twice the boys are all running to the car, already arguing about the seats.

After the boys had disappeared Louise suddenly realised the fourth person standing there watching their interactions with wide eyes. She soon perked up after realising who it was, Eddie had always interested Louise, she never believed he deserved the way he was treated, but she had to admit she hadn’t gone out of her way to get to know him. She suddenly realised just how silent it was between the two, “Hey, I’m sorry about that. I love them I do but those boys are going to drive me crazy one day.” For a second Eddie wasn’t sure he was going to be able to answer, watching her smile affectionately while talking about the freshmen made him somehow find her more attractive. He felt like there was a vice on his chest as he suddenly squeezed some words out, “Oh no its fine, totally okay. I, uh, I’m Eddie by the way.” Gesturing to himself and causing Louise to let out a giggle at his awkwardness. Eddie froze for a second, suddenly very self-conscious of himself and the possibility that she was laughing at him. But she soon squashed that, “Of course I know who you are Eddie. I’m Louise, but I’m pretty sure you just know me as some “preppy asshole’ or what was the other one “bimbo cheerleader’?” you teased watching his face redden as he remembered his earlier rant in the cafeteria that day. “You heard that huh?” Eddie grabbed a piece of his hair and played with it anxiously, Louise just nodded letting out a soft giggle, “Shit. Yeah well about that,” he started to apologise awkwardly before she cut him off, “No need, you're not wrong about most of them though.” She flashed him a bright smile and he swears he could just combust right on the spot, as he desperately thinks of something else to say to keep her from leaving.

A loud beep from the car cuts their conversation short as they turn to see all three boys hanging out the windows, “You wanna stay in the parking lot all night be my guest, but some of us have girlfriends we need to call,” Dustin hollers while pointing at himself and mike. Louise turns back to Eddie sighing, “That twerp is really testing me today.” Eddie lets out a semi rigid laugh at the remark, “Yeah Henderson sure is something,” “Isn’t he just. Anyway, I should get them home.” She pauses waiting for him to say more before she fills the silence again, “I’ll see you around, Eddie.” She gives him one last flash of her soft smile before heading back to the car, he could swear he had died in that moment. “Yeah see you around,” he mumbles to himself before watching them leave, music blaring as she speeds away.

It takes him a minute to realise what just happened. Did he, Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson, really just have a nice conversation with a cheerleader? Not only a cheerleader, but Louise Evans, head cheerleader and hottest girl to walk through the doors of Hawkins High. He needed to lie down.

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“Sooooo,” Louis interrupt the boys halfway through the car ride home, “What’s Eddies deal?” Dustin looks at her slightly confused before she continues, “I mean what’s he like? I’ve heard a lot of rumours but he seems…” she pauses trying to think of the right work, a small smile appearing on her face, “He seems sweet.”

“Sweet?” all three seem to gasp at her conclusion before jumping into a chorus of how Eddie isn’t sweet, Epic? Cool? Badass? Sure, but sweet? No.

“I’m just saying he seems nice…” she smirks as she turns to Dustin, “He’s pretty cute too.”

Exaggerated ewws and ughs can be heard from the back seat while Dustin just stares at her like a gaping fish. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” She can’t help but laugh at his expressions, “What? I’m just saying.” “No, no, you never like anyone and now all of a sudden you think Eddie is cute? But he’s our DM.” Louise rolls her eyes trying to settle the boys, “Guys, guys! Calm down, I just said he’s kinda cute, I don’t even know the guy. Don’t stress Dusty-bun, no one is taking your DM away.” The boys eventually fall back into their conversation leaving Louise to think about a certain frizzy haired, brown eyed boy as she drove.

#Eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson fic #Eddie munson x oc #eddie stranger things #stranger things #stranger things s4 #Steve Harrington #Dustin Henderson #lucas sinclair #mike wheeler #hawkins

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bellysoupset · 6 months

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SOUP!!!!!!!

oh my goodness this halloween saga is INSANEEEE AND I LOVE IT SO SO SO MUCH AGHHHH😭 i’ve had one of the worst weeks ever and i seriously think that reading this saga was one of the main reasons i made it thru LMAOooo

PLS THE ANGST WAS SPECTACULAR I CANT EVEN EXPLAIN TO YOU HOW MUCH I LOVED THESE FICS. everything with vin and luke was fucking adorable I LOVE THESE BOYS and their friendship so freaking much <3 then bella with jon RAH CHEFS KISS BC??? i LOVE that she was all calm and nonchalant and caring but also super chill about it while jon was kinda dying on the inside bc he wasnt being a “gentleman”, but at the same they both stayed playful and silly <333 and THEN MY BABY GIRL MY QUEEN GETTING ROOFIED????????? EXCUSE YOU BC HOW THE HECK DID YOU MANAGE TO EXCEED MY EXPECTATIONS????? like i really cannot tell you how excited i was about this and i wasnt sure how you were gonna approach the whole getting roofied thing but i fully trusted that you’d deliver the angst, AND oh my DID YOU‼️‼️‼️‼️

leo being so protective and worried about her???? both him and bella getting ARRESTED protecting her??????? AND JON’S PANIC GOSHHHHH IT WAS EVERYTHING IVE EVER WANTED TO READ‼️‼️‼️ the lack of sympathy sickness with someone other than leo??????? THE REASSURANCE WHEN SHE WAKES UP AND THE HURT AND HELPLESSNESS WHEN SHES SO OUT OF IT AND HE CANT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT????? THE WORRY AT THE HOSPITAL AND OMFG MY BABY VIN ALL PANICKED AND WORRIED AND BLAMING HIMSELF I CANT BREATHEEEEE 😭😭 and the arrest not being enough for him OOF I CANT DO THIS OMG THIS WAS SO FUCKING GOOD I LOVE YOUR OCs SO FUCKING MUCH SOUP😭😭😭😭😭

AND THE BELLA FIC HOLY MOLYYYYYYY😩😩😩 when i thought it couldnt get better and/or more angsty IT FUCKING DID and i enjoyed every minute of it AHHHHH🫶🏽 leo all worried and side eyeing her as he noticed something wasnt right and then giving her his jacket 😭😭😭 and then the whole conversation with luke where shes so out of it and OH MY GOODNESS WHEN SHE SPEAKS SPANISH WITHOUT REALISING IT‼️‼️‼️ THE WAY YOU INCORPORATED THAT WAS SO REALISTIC AND INSANE AND AMAZING AND TERRIFYING AND THEN SHE JUST PASSES OUT?????? HELLO I NEED TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO MY GIRL AHHHH THIS WHOLE SAGA WAS CRAZY GOOD IM OBSESSED.

for real thank you so much for writing this and thus making my shitty week a lot less shitty❤️‍🩹 bc i swear that reading these restored the very much needed happy chemicals in my brain when nothing else could 😭🫶🏽

side note the whole ✨unknowingly speaking spanish✨ situation is so insane and important to me bc, as an international college student in the U.S. who plays a contact sport where it’s common to get concussions, this is LITERALLY ONE OF MY BIGGEST FEARS and OMFG you described the panic and confusion and fear (and just this whole situation im terrified of) SO fucking well AGHHHHH i know i say it all the time but YOU’RE SO FREAKING TALENTED DUDE PLS NEVER STOP WRITING 😩🫶🏽

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Otter!! Hi!!

I adore your wall of texts sooo much!

I'm so sorry you had a crappy week Otter 🥺 I hope it's better now or at least that it's gonna start looking up soon!

It's funny you mentioned the unknowingly speaking spanish thing, because I do that all the damn time. English is not my first language but daily I find myself switching to english and then just being?? So confused when the people around me are not understanding.

End of the day, don't freak out if that does happen to you. Gestures is an universal language. You've got my whole heart as another bilingual person in the interwebs.

#🦦 anon #keeping you in my thoughts my darling

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lunarifie · 2 years

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Rewatching Ninjago:

(With no context other than the episode)

Rebooted episode 6-7

Broooo this is the episode where they get all their powers back!!! The exact moment Lloyds no longer the golden ninja.

Why is Garmadon against it??? His son was targeted for his golden power and he himself was teaching Lloyd how to NOT depend on his golden power. Seems kinda hypocritical.

I cant take the overlord seriously anymore after he was puked out by Pythor-

Nooooo. Whos idea was it for all three of them to go to the movies with the tension they had 😭

Lloyd and Jay both like Fritz donnegan, the comic book guy which is absolutely amazing and i think we should talk about it more

Im sorry who tf throws popcorn at ppl being disruptive thats even worse.

Kai flirting is so funny. NFHSNFJSJBR PIXAL KNEW WHAT SHE WAS DOING She just wanted to embarrass him and i find that hilarious

Kai: Relaaaaax every car works differently

Pixal: Yes, but this car is worth far more than you so i’d advise you to be cafeful

I dont remember Pixal having this much personality 💀

Pixal wasn’t even there and she still accomplished more

Pythor: YOU

Kai: me? (Gets fucking totaled)

IS HE KIDNAPPED?!?!?

Nya towards Jole the robot: I can fix him.

They’re really putting pressure on her like damn, I get that it can be frustrating but give her time. She’s not TRYING to string you two along.

OH RIGHT THEY WENT BACK IN TIME.

Ooooo the golden weapons are back

The ancient city of oroboros!!!!

They really brought everything full circle huh

Wu: and how do you know nindroids will be there.

Garmadon, menacingly as lightning crackles: Faith.

HFISNFJSBRUS

Thats not a very solid answer my guy

JESUS CHRIST

Did they HAVE to tie Kai up like that that looks so painful 😭 that is probably the worst way to dislocate a shoulder

ARE THEY GOING TO SPACE????

They’re going to fucking space.

The elevator music. Their done with this shit faces. Their bodies just bopping and floating around. Im dead.

Hilarious hows everyones serious or freaking out and Jays having the time of his life

Jay: I thought this was stuff only Fritz donnegan gets to enjoy!

Lloyd: Fritz is from a comic book! THIS IS REAL.

Jay: Well you got me hooked on the character! Lighten up a little!

I feel like an arc where Jay teaches Lloyd that growing up doesn’t mean you have to stop having fun, being childish, and indulging in kid stuff would be nice

Jay: hehe, his wisdom usually takes a while to set in.

Jay (shaking the camera): BUT WE DONT HAVE A WHILE-

Oh damn I forgot Zane was a robot

Weird how he doesn’t need air

The way Zane slowly started drifting and frantically breathing was so similar to a panic attack it made me concerned

I just noticed, the ninja aren’t really great at being the main thing a ninjas supposed to be. Stealthy. I get that it moves the plot forward but still.

I love how, yes, the ninja bash on each other as a joke, but if one of them does something cool they all become that persons cheerleader

(Rips a part of the ship and throws it at a nindroid) Cole: hope we didnt need that :)

Cole: I owe you one.

Jay: okay! Stay away from Nya.

Cole: uhhh, a different one.

Istg Cole is just doing this to mess with him I don't believe he has any romantic feelings towards her 💀

I bet theres bloopers where the voice-actors werent able to say ‘cockpit’ without breaking down

Nindroids: (scared)

Jay: HA! They do have expressions!!!

Nindroids: (get fucking obliterated)

Jay: nevermind…..

Seeing the overlords body and form is kinda disappointing ngl

I liked the veil of mystery

Jay: Would you look at that!!! Its an extraterrestrial life form!

Cole: ….

Cole: Its a bug.

Jay: im gonna call him glowy :) oh look! Glowy can fly :D

Oh shit its a parasite

Love when the ninja work as a team

Damn.

I don’t even remember how they get out of this one

Holy shit, Kais voice sounds so pained when he informed Pixal, Nya, Wu and Garmadon that they failed. Like it was so raw, props to the voice actor.

#ninjago #lego ninjago #Rewatching Ninjago

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treeganart · 2 years

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[Story] Rosie is the one who got Wren into herbal teas 😌

I helped my bestie @rosecrestie to write this freaking wholesome story. PLZ GIVE HER SOME LOVE! It’s long but worth the read if you have time :)) I might do a part two in Wren POV to match Rosies! It’s filled with Ydris and circus fun, but mainly our own headcanons and characters so have fun ~

“Rosie stop running!” said the 13 year old Dashia who ran after the 12 year old girl who laughed, “No no! Hahah you beat me last time I won’t let you this time!” Dashia was exasperated “Fine- but like can we stop I feel like im gonna- pass out.” She sat on floor of the circus, Rosie groaned and turned towards her friend “Awe cmon… Tired already? Fine.” Rosie sat next to Dashia and sighed and noticed her father whispering to the storage caravan again. Dashia laughed “What do you think he’s whispering about? He looks annoyed hahah.” Rosie shrugged “I don’t know… he’s always whispering to the storage for some reason..” Rosie giggled and so did Dashia “Weirdo~” “When is he ever not weird!” They both laughed, Rosie watched as her father gave a sigh and walked back to the fortune telling tent. After staring at the caravan for awhile Rosie then whispered to her friend “What if we go see what’s in it?” Dash looked at her with a smile “No ones stopping us?” Rosie smiled “Alright! Let’s go then.” The two mischievous girls stood up and quickly made their way to the caravan. Dashia whispered to her partner in crime “What do you think is in there?” Rosie shrugged “Probably some extra tent parts..” Rosie and Dash slowly opened the door which revealed a…. Person?

Amongst the storage boxes and tent poles, In the shadows of the dimly lit caravan, they could make out a tall women hunched over the side of a small bed. As If sensing eyes upon them the figure quickly turned around to stare at them with panic stricken eyes and Rosie thought she could saw the woman’s hands shaking. But before either girl could get a good look the door to the caravan slammed shut in their faces - an annoyed Ydris now stood in front of them. Rosie stared at the door in shock “So thats where all my missing blankets were….” Rosie turned around and looked up at her father. Dash stared at him with a mix of fear and shock, Rosie noticed his hand that had slammed the door was shaking, he was huffing, she knew he was nervous. Ydris gulped and switched into a smile “Now now girls, a storage caravan is no place to play in-“ Rosie looked at the floor “Désolé Papa… We were just curious…”. Dash laughed nervously “Yeah…”. Ydris continued his smile as asked, “Well why don’t we get you girls something to eat then?” Rosie smiled “Yes please!” Ydris, content with his decision, quickly moved the girls away from the caravan. Rosie looked back towards the caravan thinking about the strange woman. She had questions. who was she? And why did she steal her blankets? She shrugged the thoughts off and followed her father and her friend.

When night came and Dashia went home, Rosie couldn’t take her eyes off the caravan, she felt bad, surely there was a reason why the lady was there and why her father was so secretive about it. She figured once her father was asleep she’d check on the lady and maybe give her some snacks, maybe she was just hungry? Rosie got up from her spot on the bed and rummaged through their pantry for some snacks. Unfortunately all she could find were, marshmallows, gummy bears, animal crackers, and some chips. Rosie sighed “It’ll have to do…. Now I just need papa to sleep…” Speaking of the devil, Ydris started to snore, rather loudly. Rosie smiled “Wow I must be a god or something.” She took the marshmallows and snuck out to the caravan, slowly made her way to the door, and opened it carefully, poking her head in. The woman snapped her head at the door like a started animal. Rosie gulped as the lady stared at her, “Hi…? I uhm… felt bad about earlier… and you looked hungry… so I brought you some snacks….I-I’m Rosie by the way…” Rosie slid the pack of marshmallows across the floor. The woman said nothing, so Rosie smiled and quietly wished her a good night. Rosie closed the door and returned to her wagon quickly so her father didn’t get suspicious by her absence.

The next morning Rosie went back to check on her, she noticed the marshmallow packet lying on the steps to the caravan, unopened and still full of marshmallows. She gave a sigh and took back the marshmallows “Mm maybe she didn’t like them…. Let’s try again tonight.” When night fell again and Ydris was asleep, she took the gummy bears to the storage caravan, she dropped off the gummy bears not saying anything to the lady then went back to her wagon to sleep. The next morning again, she found the pack of gummy bears unopened on the steps. Rosie got sad but she knew she wouldn’t give up - maybe the gummy bears scared the lady? She waited again for night fall to give this strange person the animal crackers, then went back to the wagon and slept. Rosie woke up before her father and rushed to see if the lady took the crackers, again came failure, but of course she still had hope, she would feed that woman even if it killed her or her food pantry. With a sigh she returned to the wagon to see her father making some tea. “You are up early…. I’m assuming you slept well ma petite?” Rosie smiled “Yeah..” She sat down on their little couch and watched him make his usual tea “Little dove may I ask why you have animal crackers in your hand?” Rosie laughed “No reason… I wanted to see if Zee would eat them…. Hehe.” Ydris laughed, “You’re so silly ma chérie, would you like some lavender tea?” Rosie shook her head “No thank you papa…” He gave her a look and said “You should have some… it’ll make you feel all relaxed…” Something in Rosie’s head clicked. “Relaxed..?” Ydris had given her an idea and she smiled saying, “Maybe later Papa.” She spent the day waiting for nightfall, and couldn’t help looking at the storage caravan, “Maybe, just maybe, she’ll like tea…”

Ydris was winding down after a show night with some tea. Rosie was eyeing his tea cup as he finished his first brew, and she watched him get up to make his second before she decided she would take his cup to the lady. When he finished making his second cup he turned around to look for some biscuits, and Rosie took the opportunity and swiped the cup before she quietly snuck out to the storage caravan. She opened the door and said quietly, “It’ll be cold tonight…. Here’s some warm tea…” She placed it down and wished the woman a good night, and as Rosie closed the door she noticed the lady shift off the bed instead of staring. She shut the door and sighed, then went to check on Zee for the night before heading to bed. “Zee mon amie~ Do you think that the lady will like my offering?” Zee nodded her head and huffed “Really? Thank you Zee… Bonne nuit.. and keep warm.” She headed back to the wagon and called it a night. When the morning light hit her, she snapped awake feeling anxious about the tea, and hoped it had worked because this was her last idea. She threw her shoes on and went to the caravan, but once she got closer she noticed the cup on the steps, like the previous times, and Rosie frowned thinking the lady didn’t take it so she went to get the cup giving up hope. However when she approached and went to grab it it was empty, so she stopped. Rosie’s mind was racing, she actually drank it???? The door opened revealing the woman in a better light and Rosie snapped her head to the door, getting a better look at the lady. She had an almost sickly pale complexion, with deep set bags under her sharp amber eyes. Her hair was long but an absolute mess, navy locks sticking in all directions as though someone had been dragging their hands through it. Speaking of hands, her long shaky fingers gripped the wood of the door like it was a last lifeline. Rosie and the Women stared at eachother for what felt like a long moment. The woman seemed hesitant but then she spoke in a course voice “Tha-“, she paused before restarting, “You said your name was Rosie…. My name is Wren..”

Rosie stared in disbelief as Wren closed the door. Rosie looked down into the empty cup, “Hm papa was right… maybe I should try some..”

#starstable #sso #oc tag #statstableonline #sso writers #starstable writer #short story

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shaaaaaaar · 1 year

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fuck, im having my first “i cant trick myself into this having always been there” testosterone change.

yesterday i was vibing on the bus, getting into a small conversation before i’d zone out to whatever is on my phone for the remaining 6 and a half hours i’d be in a car for. i forget what we were talking about but the topic of my transition comes up briefly, and the person i was talking to mentions,

“oh yeah, and you have a teeny amount of stubble (is stubble the right word?) at your top lip!”

what threw me for a loop was that i had talked myself out of that being a thing earlier. i noticed in the mirror and had an exchange with myself that boiled down to wait is that new? no it was there before because of peach fuzz, afabs have that. or something. do they? no, they definitely do and this isn’t new. beard growth is one of the things i wasn’t really excited for anyway so fine by me that i’m making shit up. and then somebody else brought it up. but beyond getting a bit flustered, i was too tired to think much about it.

A few hours after getting off the bus, while still feeling horrid from exhaustion, my mind wanders and i remember the comment as well as me noticing it earlier. it dawns on me that testosterone is doing something and i… panicked?

the two months since starting testosterone weren’t anything special. i had been me. i had work to attempt at finishing, hobbies to partake in, writing to create and struggles to survive. testosterone was a daily habit, a responsibility to fulfill, nothing more. i’d always been pessimistic about it anyway, the terrible start of fighting to even get my prescription as well as my anxiety about beginning left me feeling apathetic to everything happening. nothing to report, chief.

sure, i had noticed a few things. not much, though. if i did notice something, i doubted the change was even there until it stopped being because of testosterone. change is scary, even if its good, even if i want it. i can’t control what’s happening and i can’t visualize what’s incoming. each change is small, at least at the start. and i don’t tend to try and observe my own body anyway, i’ve always been pretty apathetic to it. i couldn’t tell you if i have more facial acne now than a few months ago - probably just stress making me break out, after all.

i couldn’t deny change anymore. because a physical difference was suddenly notable enough for someone else to bring it up. and that’s terrifying.

i shaved the baby stache (if you could even call it that) off my face, i was so freaked out and caught off guard that in the moment i couldn’t handle knowing it was there. i don’t want facial hair anyway. and i felt awful, and to an extent i still do, that my reaction to something meant to be wonderful was fear.

i panic texted a friend who’s on estrogen, nobody else whos on hrt i could reach out to i felt like talking with, just to ask if my fear was normal. it was, she said. change is scary. which was reassuring, because anxiety feels like such a contrarian response. i said i was gonna ask my dad about it, which i’ve yet to do but still intend to (though that’s because i forgot that i wanted to ask him).

writing this reminded me i’d yet to take my testosterone today. i’d usually have gotten around to it by the time i had the energy to get up. but having my testosterone application be limited to whatever moment i can find where someone isn’t in the bathroom before me, which usually meant some scattered time, got me out of habit. i realized that tomorrow is going to mark 2 months of testosterone, the start of month 3. so i decided to take my monthly progress photos.

and i noticed a change.

again, something small, a bit more stomach hair. but it’s a change and a change i can LOOK AT. and it’s still a little wild to me, but… i suppose it feels easier with the whole baby stache thing that i completely killed off the day before. i told the friend from the day before about this, and she asked me about some more stuff, and i’d look at myself and think about the past few months and give an answer. it’d usually be “…i think?” but i’d still see the change. i’d see those small changes. those changes i still try to deny. changes i don’t know how to process. but changes i think are there.

it’s still scary but i think it’s a bit easier to take in.

#im very emotionally stable and good at this #no im not #but im trying #cheers for month three though #f to the baby stache #trans #transgender #testosterone #shar rambles for way too long

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diggersofgraves · 2 years

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y'all i swear i SWEAR i got SOMETHING, some sort of. ability?? idk. wouldnt call it that. maybe like, intuition? for whats about to come?? like in many instances ive guessed what would come of the future for ppl in my personal life, and recently my gf's been doing games with me that a good sense of intuition would help out ig and she comments how im scarily good at it.

and things before like, ive been suddenly afraid of freeways right before getting into a crash on one. out of nowhere, i felt a sense of dread as we got in and not even 15 mins later we get into a car crash. never was scared of them before or after. ive had a deep sense of panic hours before something bad happens to my family. like when my brother nearly cut his finger off while he was at work, i ended up going to the nurses at school that same day bc i was panicking pretty bad and i had to rest. my mom picked me up from school and as we got home, she got the phone call abt my brother.

anyways, ive always written these feelings down to anxiety. the feelings i got made me panic bc since things i felt have come true before, i was worried every single bad thing i felt would become true and so i pushed those feelings away and thought it was all anxiety or smthn. but now im kinda noticing it too, and im gonna try to lean into that instead of shoving it aside in fear that im manifesting shit or smthn.

i have always also been a little afraid of manifesting things. bc my friends said i manifest bad stuff when i speak about it sometimes. but like. one day i looked at us with our respective partners and later when she asked me what was wrong, i said to her, "this isn't going to last with them. its fun now, but it's going to end, and its not going to end well." and sure enough abt 2 months later things ended shitty for our group. i dont think that was any sort of intuition or even manifestation tho, like, clearly no one there was good for each other, idk how no one saw that?? anyways, she kinda freaked me out when she said that even tho i dont think its true, but whatever.

i dont really believe too much in anything like magic or w.e., but i do have an open mind and a pattern is a pattern and it must be observed (by me!). so, ill try. got nothing better to do rn.

#idl if this seems silly #but im mostly serious

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orenjikaraka · 3 years

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I Just Can’t Take It Anymore…

The trickster (Ji woon hak) x reader angst

Author note: I barely know Korean so please understand that some words are google translate and I know google sometimes doesn't work ;(, Also I feel like if Ji woon was in that realm for a while, he would start learning English more better, because many survivors are from around the world. Also I made it realistic, so if someone dies they die :).

Part 2

Warnings: cursing, gore, vomiting, murder, angst

Word count: 2027

Ji Woon woke up, he sit up and looked around his surroundings, “못쓰게 만들다 (fuck)”, his hands were squeezed tight, his knuckles were turning white, “why am I still here…” his body was shaking, “I… don’t want hurt anyone anymore… why can’t I leave from this nightmare”, dirt was digging into his nails, his vision was getting fuzzy and his ears were ringing, but until he heard the entity, he snapped out of his thoughts, and heard voices, telling him if he doesn’t move, he’ll be punished. So he stood up quivering and picked up his bat from the dirty floor, when he got situated and try to calm himself, because the entity was watching him, whispering to murder the people around him, but the entity was disappointed by how’s he’s acting, so one of it’s claws were on his throat, whispering ‘murder, murder, murder’ like a broken record, Ji woon had a idea, he grabbed his hair with his free and faked chaotic laughed, to make the entity think he’s still the attendantic murder from the very beginning, the entity slowly disappears into the mist, leaving Ji woon alone, then he ended his acting, and continued to shake, “ok… ok… let’s get this over, and… and maybe I can finally leave this place…” he chuckled with slight relief.

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When ji Woon found his first survivor, he was running away from him, he gave fake chaotic laughs and was chasing after him, he wanted to show the entity, that he was insane, he threw his kunais at his legs, so he won’t walk, the man pleads were making his ears ring, ‘how did I get aroused by this…’ it wanted to make him puke, that he even think it like that way, hearing there pleads in his music and screams, was like something was calling inside for him, but now, murdering people over and over and over again, slowly didn’t aroused him anymore and all the attention before was slowly departing too, he just wanted run away just like these survivors, Ji Woon slowly walk up to the poor man, and slowly lifted his bat up and ready to strike his neck, “죄송 해요… (I’m sorry)”

Snap

Was all he heard, by the hit of the bat to the bone, he was shaking and he pulled his bat out of the nape, he tried to slow his breathing and went to the next person, while he was walking he could see a woman fixing a Generator, it sounds like it was almost done, so he put his bat on his back, and grab one of his kunais, he aimed it at her throat and it successfully slit her throat, she stopped her hands from fixing her generator, and put her hands on her throat, she was gagging, Ji woon dropped his kunais, and started to cover his ears, his quivering was worsening, and he dunk his head low, so he wouldn’t see, what was happening in front of him, he “tried” to calm himself down, but got it significantly worse, “please… make it stop… please…”, the entity was appearing behind him, ready to punish him again, its claws we’re getting close to his neck again, telling him lies, whispering ‘if you murder the rest, you’ll be free…’ ‘you’ll get rewarded, after this trial’ ‘you can see your father again… don’t you want that…’ “나의 아버지… (my father)”

Ji woon’s laughter got ragged, and everytime he laughed it sounded forced, he got his baseball bat from his back and his tears were still spilling out, that made his eyeliner smear, but he made sure that he looked like a psychopath, the entity disappears again, into the mist it goes…

When he walking away from the corpse, he felt like someone else was watching him, instead of the entity, he felt a woman’s presence, from behind him, he looked back, but all he saw was the corpse from before, he gulped and kept walking forward and found the next survivor, he was cleansing a totem, the man turned around terrified, “let’s makes this quick…” his lips quivered, he raised his bat shakily, but before he raised his shaky bat, the man kicked him in the shin and scattered, “nnnnghhh, 못쓰게 만들다… (fuck)”, the man ran into a dead end, and Ji Woon was behind him, he kneeled down, begging for mercy, “please… don’t make this hard as it is…”, Ji Woon said, he clenched his hands on his baseball bat, the guy in front of him, at this point was sobbing and pleading for his forgiveness, Ji Woon closed his eyes “shut up… shut up… SHUT UP…”, he strike his baseball bat, at his head, and smashed it, the man was screaming for mercy, “shut up!” And smashed it again… again… and… again… until his face was not even noticeable anymore. Ji Woon opened his eyes and was terrified on what the results were, he felt like vomiting, he drop his baseball bat, and put hands on his mouth, for him to stop his vomiting, he swallowed the gross liquid down his throat, he was hyperventilating, “Make it stop… make it stop…” his voice sound so hoarse, he fell back and he put his hands threw his hair, he was digging threw his scalp, “please… I just can’t take it anymore… I just want to go home…” his body was shaking really badly, his hyperventilating was worsening, it was dead silent and all he could hear was his wipering, until he heard some footsteps, right when he felt a hand touch his shoulder, he freaked out, “LEAVE ME ALONE!” He turned back and got a better look at the person in front of him, his shaking was slowly calming down, when he noticed it was a woman, and not the entity, “hey… shhh… hey… everything is going to be ok…” “stay away from me… I… I don’t want to hurt you…” (Y/N) slowly got closer, but he flinched, “please, please, please… I don’t want to hurt you…” (Y/N) felt guilt in her chest, why is she feeling this way, he is a murder, but in past trials, he wasn’t like this, but why now, he’s like lost pup, running away from a pack of wolfs, “hey, trickster, everything going to be ok” her calming voice sound so angelic, he gulped, “can I help you…” he slowly nodded his head, he look so scared, she slowly walked up to him and put her hands in front of him, he look at her like she was mad, she nodded and had the smallest smile, his lips were quivering, but he tried to force a smile, he slowly put his hands on hers, and she slowly lifted him up.

She got a better look at him, his weight looks slightly skinnier than he was before, he had scars around his abandon, around his body was also bruises, ‘is he hurting himself or is the entity doing this to him…’, she looked at his face and his eyeliner was smearing, “hey… everything going to be ok…”, she started to put her fingers in his hair to rub his sore scalp, his body finally stopped quivering, he leaned into her touch, it was quite gentle, he missed this feeling, how his father would help him sleep, when he was a small child, “thanks…” he gave another smile, but it wasn’t forced, she smiled back, “can… I hug you…” Ji Woon said in a shaky breath, she was hesitant, but, “sure…” he felt some guilt railing up to his heart, she sounded so scared, he slowly hugged her, she hugged him back, she was rubbing small circles on his back for more comfort, he slowly let go of her, he looked at her, she was gorgeous, she like a angel that fell out of heaven, how is someone so beautiful like you here. In this dreadful place, “hey… let’s leave…” that shook him, “I can’t…” “let’s try…” his lips were quivering, “I- I can’t” “I know but I want to help you… so let’s just try” she was so calm and clear to understand, “but-“, “let’s at least try” Ji Woon wanted to push her away and then just get punished by the entity, but maybe he can try again, he never walked out with someone else, “ok…” it was barely a whisper, she then offered her hand and he hesitantly grab onto hers, and she walked to the gate, “wait, don’t you need to finish all the generators” “I… I finished every generator, while you were killing the… others…”

When they got to the door, she let go of his hand, and pulled down the lever, it was charging up, but right when it hit 99 percent, he lifted her hand, “it’s not gonna work… just open the gate, and leave me here so I can get punished-“ “NO, we’re getting out of this together” she snatched her hand back and pulled the lever down, the bells were ringing, telling everyone to leave this place, she grab his hand and dragged him along, while she walked, she got out from the other side, but when she was walking, she halted, she couldn’t move any further, she looked back and saw entity fences, that made Ji Woon couldn’t move any further, “see… I- I can’t move any further…” his voice was cracking, he was quivering again, so she tried pulling on his arm, but he couldn’t move from that damn line, “trickster, try pushing I can’t do this all by my-“ “IM TELLING YOU, I CAN'T GO ANY FURTHER, JUST LEAVE” “but-“ “JUST LEAVE” she was sobbing, Ji woon felt horrible, he shouldn’t yell at her, she is just trying to help, and why is someone that he just meet making him feel like this, “NO, I'M NOT LEAVING YOU” (Y/N) ran back into the line, and Ji Woon turned around “what are you doing!” “I’m trying to save you!” He had a slight blush, “but-“ she hugged him and tried pushing him through the line, the entity was clawing through the door, he started to panic, “let… go…” his voice was hoarse, ''no”, ''please… let go…” his tears were dropping on her head, “no…”, “let go, please, you're gonna die…” “I don’t care, I- I feel your pain and I want to help you…” she was sobbing, and it hurts to see someone he just meet, care about him so freaking much, the only person that actually cared so much of him was his father, so, he did the unexpected, and lifted her up, “what- what are you-“ he threw her back into the safe route, he turned around and faced the entity, “NO” she said, he looked back with a small and present smile, “oh, my name is Ji Woon, and thanks for being here for me, maybe we can see each other again, in are next trial” his smile was so pure, despite all fuck up shit, that’s been happening in this cursed realm, “no…” she stood back up and ran to him, and hugged him, “I… just can’t leave you…” Ji Woon saw the entity stopped, the second to final bell ring, telling them, they only had a couple seconds left, “why… are you… so nice to me…”, “because I want to help people that been through so much pain, and relieve them, to not be in that pain anymore”, his heart just flutter, he turned around to pick her up again, she felt how fast his heart was pumping on her chest, she liked how warm he is, he felt so good to touch, it makes her fear go away, Ji Woon was at the line again, ‘let’s try this again’, and right when he stepped on the line, the entity fences didn’t appear, he can pass through, he was relieved that he can pass through, there was tears of joy in his eyes, so he ran…

While holding the most beautiful woman in his arms, he can finally be human again…

#dead by daylight ji woon hak #dbd ji woon hak #ji woon hak x reader #ji woon hak x reader angst #dead by daylight fanfiction #dbd fanfic #dead by daylight fanfic #dead by daylight the trickster #dbd the trickster #the trickster x reader #dead by daylight ji woon hak x reader #dbd ji woon hak x reader #dead by daylight ji woon hak x reader angst #dbd ji woon hak x reader angst #dead by daylight the trickster x reader angst #dbd the trickster x reader angst

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marauderundercover · 3 years

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Taking Chances Ch. 18: Girl’s Night (Heroes/Villains)

AO3

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Teleporting back into her room in Gotham, Marinette flops onto her bed. Passing Kaalki sugar cubes and Tikki a cookie, she suppresses the urge to scream into her pillow. She was sick and tired of Hawkmoth. Sick and tired of being the one who has to fix everything. She just wanted one week with no Hawkmoth, no akuma attacks. But no. Of course not. Of course he just had to send out a stupid akuma every single day. Because why not. How’re people supposed to know he’s still being the main villain of Paris if he takes a freaking day off? Once she finds out who he is, she’s going to punch him in his stupid face. A knock on her door pulls her from her plotting ways to get back at Hawkmoth.

“Come in.” She sighs, sitting up and forcing a tired smile on her face.

“Marinette, your father wanted-” Selina starts, pausing as she looks her over. “Come on kitten, we’re having a girls day.” She says. Marinette raises an eyebrow. Sure she’d met Selina before, but they hadn’t really hung out yet.

“What?” She asks.

“You look exhausted and angry, sweetheart. Spending too much time with these boys isn’t going to help. So you’re gonna grab anything you need for an overnight trip and we’re going to go watch movies and eat junk food til we’re sick.” Selina instructs. Marinette grins, jumping up and shoving stuff into her backpack. She puts Kaalki’s glasses into her purse and lets her and Tikki fly in before she turns to Selina.

“Ready!” She says, practically bouncing up and down in excitement. It’d been ages since she’d had a girls day with anyone. She was so ready to just take a break and be silly.

“Well come on then. Harley and Ivy are going to adore you.” Selina says, slinging her arm around Marinette’s shoulders. Somehow, they manage to not see anyone on the way to Selina’s car. Which is weird, but it is a weekday so everyone probably had something to do besides sit around the manor. Pulling away from the manor, Selina flips on the radio, the new Jagged Stone song blasting full volume.

“Nice taste in music.” Marinette says with a wide grin. Selina smirks.

“I have to like the man at least a little, his designer is one of my kids after all.” She says. Marinette smiles, a warm feeling flooding through her. Selina didn’t have to accept her with open arms, she didn’t have to treat her like she was her own daughter. But she did, and Marinette was so thankful for that. Thankful that even so far away from her Maman, she still had a Mom there for her. The two nod along to the music, scream singing the chorus together as the car pulls to a stop in front of an apartment building. Marinette glances at the building, suddenly nervous. Would Harley and Ivy like her? Or would they just tolerate her for Selina.

“Don’t make yourself nervous, sweetheart. Harley and Ivy are two of the sweetest people I know. They’re gonna love you.” Selina says reassuringly, reaching over and squeezing Marinette’s shoulder. Marinette lets out a breath before nodding.

“Okay, let’s go.” She says, grabbing her bag and jumping out of the car. She follows closely behind Selina, not wanting to give anyone the chance to get between them. You could never be too careful in Gotham. They walk into the building and go straight into the elevator, Selina pushing the button and leaning up against the wall while they wait. Marinette bounces on the balls of her feet, excitement and nerves bundling together. The second the elevator stops, Marinette’s out, following Selina down the hall. She pulls out a key, winking at Marinette before turning and unlocking the door.

“Honey, I’m home!” She calls, and Marinette’s jaw drops. The apartment was quite literally covered in plants and vines. They were beautiful. She grins as one of the vines near her leans towards her, a small flower blooming at the end of it.

“And who did you bring with you?” A tall woman with red hair asks, walking into the room. The designer inside of Marinette instantly has a million questions about the woman’s outfit. It seemed to be made entirely of plants, but she could also tell that they were still alive. She had no idea how the woman had managed that, but she guessed that it was something that couldn’t be replicated for someone else.

“I’m Marinette. Nice to meet you!” She says with a wide smile. The woman, who Marinette assumes is Ivy, grins back.

“Nice to meet you, Flower. I see you’ve already made a friend.” She says, gesturing to the vine which was now wrapped around Marinette’s wrist. Marinette giggles.

“Well, I was hoping they liked me and that’s what this was. I have a garden back in Paris, and I’d hate to find out plants actually hate me.” She says. Ivy shakes her head.

“No worries there. They adore you, it’s a little odd if I’m honest.” Ivy says, dodging Selina who tries to flick her.

“Did I hear Selina?” Another voice asks, a short blonde woman walking into the room. Her hair was short and choppy, the small pigtails at the top of her head dyed pink. Marinette grinned at the woman’s outfit- a Gotham Amusement Pier t-shirt, Batman pajama pants, and hot pink fuzzy socks. She wondered if her dad knows that Harley Quinn has Batman pj pants….probably not.

“Yes, with a guest.” Selina says, plopping onto the couch and gesturing over to Marinette, who was still standing by her new vine friend.

“Hi! I’m Marinette, it’s nice to meet you.” She says, smiling and waving with her free hand. Ivy whispers something and the vine squeezes a bit before letting go, letting her move away from the door.

“Well aren’t ya just the cutest!” Harley squeals, running forward and giving her a big hug. “Didjya finally join your boytoy’s adopting habits?” Harley adds, still clutching onto Marinette. Selina snorts.

“No, he beat me to her. But she’s definitely mine, too.” She says, making Marinette’s face turn red. Harley coos at her, ruffling her hair before stepping back.

“So what brings ya here? Get annoyed with Bats already?” Harley asks. Marinette blinks in shock. Harley knows? She thinks about it for a minute, and realizes it just makes sense. They’d been fighting long enough and then he started his relationship with Selina, who was one of Harley’s best friends. It just made sense that Harley (who was extremely smart) would put two and two together.

“No, just thought that Mari could use a girl’s day. She’s been stuck with just the boys for over a week.” Selina explains. Harley gasps.

“The horror!” She says, making Marinette giggle. “Come on pumpkin, I’ve got the comfiest jammies ever. Oooo, and we can paint our nails! Ivy, find the movies, Selina, you’re on snacks. This is gonna be so much fun!” Harley orders, grabbing Marinette’s hand and tugging her along to one of the bedrooms, Selina’s laugh echoing throughout the apartment.

“I did bring pjs, ma’am.” Marinette says, once Harley stops tugging her and starts searching through a drawer.

“Bet that can’t be comfier than the ones I’ve got for ya! And call me Harley kiddo, or Auntie Harley if ya wanna.” She says, looking up from the drawer to smile widely. She looks back and cheers in victory, pulling out a pair of bright red pajama pants. Marinette snorts when she notices the logo all over the pants.

“Really?” She asks, giggling. Harley smirks.

“We’ll have to take a picture of us and send it to your old man. Really get ‘im riled up.” She says. Marinette nods excitedly, taking the Robin pants from Harley. This was gonna be awesome.

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Bruce sighs, looking at the news report from Paris from earlier. The damned butterflies were hard to track. He was used to figuring out problems quickly, and this one was taking too long for comfort. It wouldn’t bother him as much if it was anywhere else, but it was directly impacting his daughter. She was being hurt daily, and she’d even died and now she was plagued with nightmares. All because of a man with some magic jewelry. God, he hated magic. A knock on the study door stirs him from his thoughts.

“Come in.” He says.

“Hey B, have you seen Mari? I was gonna ask her if she wanted to go get ice cream with me and Little D.” Dick asks, leaning against the door frame, Damian standing next to him with his arms crossed.

“Not since breakfast. There was another akuma attack earlier, but it wasn’t a bad one. She wasn’t injured.” He says, remembering the completely strange battle from earlier. It was some man with pigeons, and apparently this was the 34th time the man had been akumatized over pigeons.

“Did you not check her room after the battle?” Damian asks, eyebrow quirked. Bruce sighs.

“It was the pigeon one again. I assumed that she’d want to take a nap, if anything. She still hasn’t been sleeping well. Tim said she’s awake every morning when he comes up for coffee, whether it’s three or five, she’s up.” Bruce explains, frowning at the thought of his youngest daughter’s sleep habits. He certainly didn’t need another sleep deprived coffee addict like Tim. It wasn’t healthy.

“Well I already checked her room. She wasn’t there.” Dick says, and Bruce frowns, pulling out his phone to send a text to Tim and call Jason. One of them had to have seen her. She never left the house without telling one of the family, unless it was for a battle.

“What.” Jason says gruffly, Bruce is just grateful he answered. Up until a couple of months ago, Jason would have rather thrown his phone in the river than answer one of Bruce’s calls.

“Have you seen Marinette?” He asks, getting straight to the point.

“No? Why? What’s wrong?” Jason asks, and Bruce hears shuffling as Jason rushes around wherever it is he is.

“Nothing. I’ll call you back.” He says, hanging up. He glances down at his texts and notices Tim hasn’t seen her either. He frowns, but doesn’t panic yet. Pulling out his computer, he pulls up the tracker that was on each of his children’s phones. He scans the map, frowning when he sees that her phone is still in the manor. In her room. He stands and swiftly moves past his sons to get to his daughter’s room. He knocks, waiting for an answer. None.

“Marinette?” He calls, knocking again. “I’m opening the door.” He warns, pushing it open. He frowns at the empty room, nothing appearing out of place.

“Do you think she had to pop back to Paris for something?” Dick asks, coming up behind him. Bruce shakes his head.

“No, she would have told us. Suit up, she has to be somewhere in-” He stops as his phone chimes. He looks at it and feels all of the tension leave his shoulders.

Took our youngest daughter for a girl’s day, back tomorrow XO. Of course Selina had her.

“She’s with the Sirens. She’ll be back tomorrow.” Bruce says, suppressing a smile at the annoyed look on his youngest’s face. She was safe, and that’s what matters. Even if he was certain he’d have to listen to Damian complain for the entirety of patrol.

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“Make all the boy moose go WAAAAAAAAA!” Harley says with the movie, laughing loudly. Marinette chuckles, passing Tikki a cookie in her purse before sticking another spoonful of ice cream in her mouth.

“I still like the first one more.” Selina says, taking a sip of her wine. Harley sticks her tongue out at her before turning her attention back to the movie.

“Do you think Mia is secretly a superhero?” Marinette asks, frowning in thought.

“What on earth are you talking about?” Ivy asks, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Even Harley pauses the movie to turn and stare at her.

“Stan Lee.” Marinette says with a shrug.

“Is that s’posed to mean something to me, kid? Cause I have no idea what the hell you’re talking about.” Harley says, obviously confused. Marinette huffs.

“Stan Lee makes a cameo in this movie. And Stan Lee is the creator of Marvel, right? He’s made a cameo in like, every single Marvel movie. So is Mia secretly a superhero? Is that why he’s in the movie?” Marinette rambles, almost flinging ice cream at Selina as she gestures crazily.

“Sweetie, how much sleep have you had in the past three days?” Selina asks after a few moments of silence.

“Not important. Is Amelia Mignonette Thermopolis Renaldi, Princess of Genovia, also a superhero? Does she secretly work for SHIELD? Or is she more like Iron Man, like a freelance superhero? Was she a hero in San Francisco too? Or did she take over a hero's mantle when she moved to Genovia? Cause she was really clumsy in the first movie and also super awkward, but now she’s less clumsy and she seems to be more put together, but are heroes really put together? I don’t think so. I think sometimes heroes pretend that they’re put together to make everyone else feel better when in all reality they’re seconds away from a breakdown themselves. Is Stan Lee coming to recruit her for SHIELD? Is that why he’s in Genovia? Does SHIELD have any jurisdiction there? Is there a Genovian branch of SHIELD?” Marinette rambles, suddenly stuck on the topic. Seriously, why is Stan Lee in Princess Diaries 2 if Mia isn’t a hero? Why would he-

“Kitten, take a breath.” Selina says, her hands on Marinette’s shoulders helping her to ground herself. Marinette takes in a deep breath, letting it out slowly. She blinks a few times, instantly feeling bad.

“I’m so sorry.” She says, frowning.

“What for?” Harley asks, looking confused.

“For ruining girl’s night.” She says quietly. Selina pulls her into a tight hug and Marinette sinks into it.

“Sweetheart, you didn’t ruin anything. I don’t know everything that’s going on. But what I do know, is that you rambling out a conspiracy theory about the movie we’re watching is not ruining girl’s night. Trust me. One time, we invited your brother Dick, and he ate all of the cookies by himself.” Selina says, Marinette snorts. Of course he did. “Now that’s a way to ruin girl’s night.” She adds, squeezing her once more before leaning back.

“Let's watch something that we can just get lost in and not have to think at all.” Ivy suggests, looking through the stack of dvd’s. Marinette glances over, eyes instantly catching one of her favorite movies.

“Legally Blonde?” She suggests, Harley squeals.

“That’s it, you’re officially ours. Brucie can fight me.” She says, putting in the dvd. Marinette laughs, laying her head on Selina’s shoulder, grabbing a handful of popcorn. She could get used to nights like these.

Next Chapter

Bonus chapter: Harley Vs Bruce

Drawing of Harley and Mari’s pajamas

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adorethedistance · 3 years

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Part 2: Concessions Duty - Alive!Luke Patterson x Reader

JATP masterlist

Warnings: Swearing I think ?

Words: 3458

Summary: Luke’s brilliant evening plan puts you in a very uncomfortable spot that not even your best friend can fully remedy.

A/n: Uhhhh are y’all okay??? Everyone who left commentary on part 1 was relating to this a lil too hard and I’m concerned. Also this isn’t thoroughly proofread but I needed to post it before I cut it down to nothingness so, sorry if it’s boring.

@Lukepatterson: Hey hope u got home okay and ur garden is good im just gonna leave ya my number and you can text me on ur own time ?

Leave it to Luke to spell ‘you’ three different ways in the same sentence.

Even without all the details of the situation, he’s respecting boundaries that I hadn’t even clearly outlined. Of course, he would. Because he’s understanding and respectful and emotionally intelligent and perfect and… in love with Elisa.

The scene of me freaking out at Luke is playing on repeat in my mind all throughout the school day. I find it hard to focus but not in the way I had before the guitar session. Instead of staring at Luke with noticeable heart eyes, I stayed hyper-focused on my work and kept my head down. Naturally, I told Elisa every detail during lunch, and she promised that she wouldn’t ask any more questions once we were in the car on the way home. That promise was a massive relief, because for the first time that day, I’d have a moment of peace from my own mind and my friends’ inquisitive nature.

I puff out an exhausted exhale as I exit the central school building. I’m about to round the corner of shrubbery we meet by, before heading home each day, but abruptly stop after bumping into someone who didn’t side-step me as I anticipated them to. The force of impact nearly knocks me off my feet but they grab onto my arms to stabilize me. Looking up, I catch a glimpse of Luke’s bright orange beanie resting atop his mousy brown fringe.

“Y/n, I need your help.”

“You do?” So much for letting me text him on my own time.

“Yes. Can we meet somewhere to talk?”

“I mean-”

“How ‘bout I pick you up by five-thirty, and we can go to the Vinny’s on Sunset? I’ll buy you a sandwich as payment?”

“Oh… Okay, but we can’t take long. Elisa and I are seeing a movie at seven.”

“What movie?”

“Dune- the one with Timothee Chalamet and Zendaya.”

“That’s actually perfect!” Luke says more to himself than to me, with his typical beaming smile. Why is it ‘actually perfect’? Is it because you’re in love with Elisa and want to spend more time with her?

“Uh, okay.”

“And would you do me another huge favor?”

“Maybe.” Luke’s smile falters once more when he asks,

“Promise you won’t tell Elisa?” Because you don’t want her to think we’re going on a date? Because you’re in love with her? Got it.

“...Sure.” Luke’s smile doesn’t return with my immediate agreement.

“Pinky promise?”

“Are you nine?”

“Promise me, Y/n.” He seems desperate, pleading, almost; I pause for a moment. I really like Luke, but he really likes Elisa.

Coming to the realization that I love Elisa more than anything on this godforsaken plane of existence, I reluctantly nod ‘yes’ and entwine my pinky finger with his. His beaming smile returns to his face when I agree.

“You’re the best. I’ll pick you up at five-thirty. Be ready!” And with that, he’s disappeared into the sea of chattering Loz Feliz students. I shake my head lightly. Have I learned nothing?

Rounding the foliage where Elisa is waiting, she smiles upon seeing me and extends her elbow for us to link arms, her left in my right. I take her offer and we walk to her car together as she tells me how excited she is for our movie outing.

“Are we carpooling or meeting up?”

“I have to…” I do everything in my power not to panic, “-do a few things first so I’ll just meet you there.”

“Sounds good. Did you ever listen to that Shawn Mendes song I sent you?”

“No, I did not.”

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I’m dressed for my movie outing with Elisa, which entails comfortable jeans and my favorite t-shirt, with my school hoodie because AMC loves to blast the A/C for some reason. I’m arguably underdressed for the night out, but not for the old sub shop and seventy-six degree LA evening weather. I’m sitting on the couch, scrolling through my Instagram feed to kill time as I wait for luke. I told mom where I was going before the movie just in case Luke has a change of heart and decides to abduct me.

At five-thirty P.M. on the dot, I get a text from Luke saying he’s outside.

“I’m leaving now!” I call out to my mom who is in this house somewhere.

“You have everything? Phone, house key, money, a card they can use to identify your body?”

“Yes, ma’am. Love you!”

“Bye,” she hollers, one room over from the one where I was sitting.

Scurrying down the driveway, I hop into the passenger side of Luke’s black jeep wrangler.

“Hey.”

“Hi.” The conversation comes to a screeching halt due to how awkward I am in general. Thankfully, Luke decides to break the awkward silence. He’s always so collected in school, it’s intimidating.

“I want to thank you for agreeing to meet with me. I know we’re not exactly close but I feel like we could become close friends.”

“Yeah, close friends...” I just love this for me, I really do. “So, what did you need my help with?”

“Uhm, you and Elisa are best friends,” he begins strong.

“That we are.”

“Well, I need your help… with her. You know me and Reg are super close, too. Remember how I said he’s too dopey for his own good?” One thought after the other demonstrates how scatterbrained Luke’s stream of consciousness really is; a scowl spreads across my face the longer the conversation drags.

“What are you trying to say?”

“Reggie’s super friendly, so sometimes it’s hard to tell who he really likes, but...”

“I still don’t know what this has to do with me.”

“Reggie likes Elisa.”

“...Did he tell you that?” I ask after a long, shocked pause.

“Well, no, but based on the way he was acting at the mall the other day and how closed off he was about it afterward, it’s pretty clear he has a crush on Elisa.” About five million different questions race through my mind but of course, I just had to settle for the weirdest one.

“And you’re okay with that?” Luke takes his eyes off the road for a moment to look at me like I’m the most bizarre creature he’s ever seen.

“Uhhh, yeah, I guess?”

“You don’t mind if he likes her?”

“I mean, it’s not really my place to ‘mind’, right?” he asks with a sense of incredulity that makes me have a visceral doubt of everything I thought I knew.

“Well… I just thought…” I debate whether or not I should continue my thought, but the softening of Luke’s puzzled countenance makes me less inclined to continue. “Nothing.”

I find myself lost in thought once again as Luke pushes through the thick silence, and rambles on about sandwiches or something for the rest of the ride. Once he places the car in park, I move to get out of the car, but Luke stops me.

“Text me your order and I’ll bring it back to the car.”

“Why?”

“Our conversation stays confidential in the confines of the car.” I open my mouth to speak but can’t find the words I want to say, which Luke takes as a confirmation and disappears into the sandwich shop. After texting him my full order, I turn off my phone and find myself staring at my hands. How did I end up in Luke Patterson’s car even though we’ve only had maybe five conversations at most? And he’s recruiting me to help pimp out Elisa because he thinks Reggie likes her?

It takes a mere ten minutes of my conflicting thoughts before Luke is sliding back into the driver’s seat with sandwich bags and bottled drinks in hand.

“So, I was thinking,” he says after taking a huge bite of his sandwich, “We could lure them both to the garage after practice, but then you said you’re seeing a movie tonight, and I think we could either stage running into each other and sitting close, or-” he takes another bite that he decides to talk through. “We could show up together, and sit in a specific way that forces them to sit together.”

“That’s pretty good, actually.”

“Thank you. So which do you think would work better?” I think for a moment, running through both scenarios and imagining Elisa’s reactions.

“I think it’d work better if we showed up together. If we just ran into each other she might say hi and then completely disregard you two.”

“Ouch. Are we that forgettable?”

“Your word choice, not mine.”

Luke rolls his eyes playfully, trying not to laugh at my response. I feel my phone buzz in my lap and look down to read the notification as I reach for my drink. Before I can grab my drink, I feel my hand lightly touch Luke’s, and I pull back like I’d been shocked by him. He simply sends me a lazy smile and reaches for his drink with his left hand, and hands me my bottle with his right. I accept the drink, slightly embarrassed by how I had responded.

“Elisa?” I say directly to myself before I read the message.

MESSAGES:

Elisa: Is it my turn to buy icees or yours? Y/n: Yours <3

“What did she say?”

“We’re just talking about concessions. It’s her turn to buy icees... maybe that’s how we force them to sit together: I send her to get concessions and then we can rush into the theater, and sit accordingly.”

“You’re a genius.”

“Oh, I wasn’t being ser-.”

“This is gonna be so good, Reg will just have to owe me one.”

“What does that mean?”

“I mean, we both like her.” I didn’t think that question had a wrong answer but I stand corrected.

“Why don’t you just ask him to confirm?”

“Nah, he gets weird about this kinda thing when he really likes someone.”

“But he’s such a flirt with everyone.”

“Exactly,” Luke takes a short swig of his coke, “So his naturally bold behavior becomes inverted with me when it’s really serious.”

“You say that like it’s an obvious logical progression.”

“You don’t think it’s logical?”

“I think it sounds like pseudo-logic. Wouldn’t he become even bolder with people he likes instead of shutting them out?” Luke shakes his head dismissively.

“I mean, from your perspective, yeah. But he’d shut me out and isolate himself in fear of judgment, and he’d be even bolder with Elisa because he wants to show interest.” My phone buzzes in my lap again.

“How did- whatever. Just hang on a sec.”

MESSAGES:

Elisa: Cool Elisa: I’m leaving now Y/n: I’m like ten min max from the theater

“We should get going.”

“What time is it?” Luke asks through one more mouthful of sandwich.

“Six fifteen.”

“Alright, well, I’m almost done.” He shoves the entire last two inches of his sandwich in his mouth at once and then puts the keys in the ignition. I watch the entire action in a stunned sort of silence. Did I really just witness that? I choose not to comment and just focus on finishing my own food in the duration of time it takes to get to the theater. Luckily Luke drives slow enough that I don’t have to choke it down like he just did.

“Any update on Reggie?” I ask once he’s put the car in park. Luke pulls his phone out of his pocket with a sigh and furrowed brows in concentration.

“He said he’s in this parking garage, A3.”

“Aren’t we in A3- AHHHH!” I scream when Reggie hits the passenger side window. The two of them erupt in laughter much to my dismay. Unbuckling my seat belt and sliding out of the car I fuss, “What if I had a condition and my heart gave out when you scared me?”

“Then I guess I’d have to resuscitate you with CPR.”

“Mouth to mouth is for breathing and lung issues, not heart issues. Chest compressions would be okay though.” A genuine smile appears on Reggie’s face and he nudges my shoulder in greeting. We begin walking into the mall from where we currently stand in the parking deck.

“Glad you could make it.”

“I mean you guys are kind of crashing our plans so…”

“Our?”

“Elisa and I are going to see Dune. You two are just stowaways.”

“Oh.” Oh? What does he mean oh?

“Y/N!”

“Elisa!” We run toward one another and she grasps my arms in her hands as she speaks.

“I thought we weren’t gonna be able to sit together but there’s like no one here for this showing apparently, also t-shirt and jeans? Really? Also, why are you with Luke in Reggie?” She asks the last question in a hushed voice so as to avoid either of them hearing our chat.

“It’s a long story. And leave my t-shirt and jeans alone!”

“What’s up, Elisa?” Luke asks once they’re back within conversation range.

“Did we all buy tickets online?”

“Yeah.”

“Cool. I’m excited to hang out but I don’t know how to feel about the movie,” Elisa confesses as we scan our QR code with the podium attendant.

“Well, maybe that’s because you haven’t seen it yet.”

“Aha ha ha,” she deadpans once the four of us have made it in. I look up at Luke to make sure he still remembers the plan. His nod of confirmation encourages me to speak up.

“Luke and I will go save seats since y’all are on concessions duty.”

“I can get your guys’ stuff if you all want to go sit down,” Reggie offers with a sweet smile. Of course, Reggie’s kindness is a blindspot in this plan. Of course, it would be.

“Are you sure?” Elisa asks cordially. He smiles and nods before saying,

“Yeah, Luke and I can handle it, why don’t you two go get seats.” Looking over at Luke once more, I gauge his reaction and though surprised, he sends me a look that he’s got this and I leave with only a little bit of hesitation. Opening her wallet, Elisa passes Luke a ten before linking her left arm in my right.

“Y/n wants a blue icee and I want red.” And with that, she begins pulling me toward the correct theater.

“So, why are you acting so strange?” She asks pointedly yet casually once we’re out of earshot. I feel my breath catch in my throat. Should I tell her? We never keep things from each other…

“You cannot say anything okay?”

“Uh, okay?”

I let out a sigh as I pulled open the door to the small theater for the two of us to enter on the left side. The metal of the door handle is cold against my skin that’s growing warmer and warmer with each moment I spend bracing myself for the delivery.

“Luke thinks Reggie has a crush on you and wanted my help to pimp you out, but I promise this was all his doing.” A brief silence settles between us.

Then, the laugh Elisa lets out is borderline humiliating. Why are you laughing, Elisa? I’m not laughing. Through small giggles here and there she chokes out,

“I have no trouble believing this was Luke’s idea.” Thank god. Walking a few stairs up, we opt for the empty row above the centermost one, and she leads me into the center of it. She knows I like being in the direct middle, so she opts for the seat one step right from the center. Being her best friend comes with all these little minor but conscious efforts, and being so mentally synched with one another somehow makes me feel worse about the entire situation.

“I didn’t invite them but regardless, there’s not much we can do about it now.”

“So what do you need me to do? Just sit next to him the entire movie?”

“Literally nothing else. We just have to hope they come in from the right side and then walk up the row so he’s next to you.”

“Well, that’s on them.”

“But you have to pretend you have no idea what’s going on though.”

“My theatre training has prepared me for this moment,” she jokes as she opens her purse and offers me some warm vanilla sugar bath and body sanitizer. “Wait, you said Luke thinks Reggie likes me? He doesn’t know?”

“I asked him in the car, and he said something about how he was acting at the mall the other day.”

“He didn’t seem any different?”

“And he said Reggie owed him one because…” I look at Elisa who stares at me in anticipation, “Because he said they both like you.” Her expression resembles one that can only be described as pity-shock.

“Oh, Y/n-” Elisa cuts herself off when she sees Luke and Reggie round the corner of the entrance halls, past my head. They’re not on the right side, but Luke thinks quickly on his feet and once they make it up the stairs to where we’re sitting, he gestures for Reggie to step in first. Moving past the empty seats on the end Reggie comes to the chair on my left and plops down next to me. My mouth drops a little bit and I look up at Luke. He laughs awkwardly and lowers his voice,

“Reg, you don’t wanna move all the way down?”

“I’m good,” he smiles, handing Elisa’s drink to Luke and gesturing for him to move past the three of us. I turn to look at Elisa and she’s just as confused as I am. Reluctantly at first, Luke then decides to move all the way into the row and takes the chair to the right of Elisa. We fucked up, we fuck up real bad.

“Have you read the Dune series?” Reggie asks as he opens the paper around his straw, poking it past the lid, into a dark cola of some sort.

“Uh, no. I haven’t.”

“Me neither.”

“I think Elisa did though. Didn’t you read the books?”

“Just the first one. There’s like twenty of them and-”

“That’s cool. So, are you a big sci-fi kind of person, Y/n?”

“I don’t know if I’d consider myself a huge sci-fi person. Are you?” When I ask the question Reggie launches into a rather endearing info-dump about all things sci-fi, including his fascination with the Star Wars series and his contempt for JarJar. I nod along, only half listening as I pick up on Luke and Elisa’s conversation.

“You look really good tonight.”

“As opposed to during the school day when I look like a 1600s Parisian orphan?”

“No, you look good all the time, but tonight especially.”

“Thanks. I wish I had Y/n’s superpower of being able to wear anything and still looking put together.”

“You’re naturally beautiful though, so-”

“But sci-fi, in general, is just such a large genre and there are so many other movies that I haven’t seen yet, so I might not be the best judge. Did you like the Star Wars movies?” Reggie’s voice cuts back through.

“Some of them,” I answer his question, praying that the conversation would just end there. The fates are on my side as the lights dim and the volume increases for the trailers and pre-show announcements. Picking up my ice-cold, translucent plastic cup, I take a long sip of my icee. This is gonna be a long night.

About a quarter of the way into the movie, Elisa nudges my foot with hers. I look at her to ask what’s going on but don’t need to once I clock Luke’s arm resting across the back of her chair. She looks at me with a straight face but I can see a glimmer of hesitation in her eyes. I just shrug and give her this look of it is what it is. I play at being careless, but Luke’s interest in Elisa is getting to me, and she can tell it’s getting to me. Scooching closer, she lays her head on my right shoulder, ignoring Luke fully. I lay my head on hers, resting my left hand on the armrest of my chair, hovering near my half-finished icee for whenever I’m thirsty again.

The placement was a poor choice because Reggie has read the position as an invitation and slipped his hand into mine. Whispering at a volume that only Elisa can hear, I think to myself once again: this might as well happen.

***

A/N: Y’all are all the pretty best friends in my mind so that’s gotta count for something right?

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mythiccheroacademia · 4 years

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Okay okay hear me out. Time traveling children. Like Todoroki, Iida, Shinsou and Tamaki casually finding their daughters in their timeline. Like they look at the girls and are just dumbfounded cause "this girl looks like my love child with y/n". And god forbid if the kid slips a "daddy?!" at them. *they all have daughters and todo has twin daughters and you cant change my mind *

doin the first three as per the rules!

A/N: Okay, but can we all just agree that Parent!Bnha characters are superior? I literally spend whatever free time I have looking/reading next-gen MHA fanfics. They’re so precious. I might have to make one myself hmmm...

Warning: fluff overload?

Todoroki Shoto:

all todoroki wanted to do was go to bed on time

all week, his friends convinced him to stay up past 8 and it’s been making him cranky

he’s such a grandpa

but you were a part of the group so he did it without complaint

today, he could finally sleep at 7:30pm

that was until he saw two 13-year-old girls on his bed

the girls stare at shoto and he stares back

then he turns to leave before they’re literally jumping at him and slamming the door shut

he’s already thinking of 101 ways to escape this stalker situation

the girls speak before he can freeze them

“we’re not stalkers”

“we’re actually related. swear!”

just as he’s about to tell them off and how he’s certain he doesn't have any relatives outside of his immediate family, he takes a look at the girls

he notices one has red hair and the other white. their eyes are heterochromic, like his, but one is blue and the other is e/c. their skin is a blend of his and someone else's

they look too much like him

the gears in todoroki’s head start turning

“who are you?”

the one with white hair looks nervous, but the one with red hair stares him right in the eyes

“we’re your--”

“shoto?”

you come from behind the door to see the trio

the girls seem excited

“wow,” the one w white hair gasps

the one w red hair smiles lovingly, “mom’s been a baddie her entire life, huh?”

it was low enough so you didn't hear, but todoroki sure did

he looks between you, the girls, and himself in the mirror

then he bursts into flames

“shoto?”

“dad!”

“daddy!?”

the flames on his left side get bigger

after he finally gets his bearings, todoroki puts the fire out and the twins explain themselves

you look amazed and smile at the fact that you made such pretty girls

meanwhile, todoroki is SWEATING

you and him got together? married? and had children? 4 children?

he just realized he thought you were beautiful last week

like can he get a break?

nearly jumps as you bring to his attention that the quirk that teleported them is fading

as they fade away, the one with red hair glares at him and warns

“dont mess up, old man”

when they're gone, todoroki sees you nervously scratch your neck

he half wanted to fade away as well

he didn't get the chance to go to bed on time, but after a long talk about feelings, he gets the courage to, awkwardly, you on a date

it goes really well and y’all meet your daughters again 10 years later :)

Tenya Iida:

there is a 9-year-old girl in his room and iida is currently having an internal meltdown

he’s trying his darn best to keep it together so he doesn't scare the small child, but it’s hard

freaks out anyway

“excuse me, lost child! where are your guardians!?”

“how did you bypass the UA security system!?”

“it is past your bedtime!”

his arms are whipping up a storm and he’s going on about child labor laws for some unknown reason

in the midst of his panic, he doesn't see the girl walk in front of him

she somehow catches his hands and lets his palms squeeze her chubby cheeks

“look at me and breathe”

“huh?” he whispers

the girl gives him a wide smile that’s eerily familiar

“that’s how momma always calms you down, papa. you have to breathe!” she explains

the words register in his head and iida is, once again, having a meltdown

he always wanted a family, but having it confirmed was WILD

he had so many questions, but he was more focused on just how his...daughter got in his room

she explains it the best she can

“i was playing with Koji on the playground and then some mean-y zapped me with a quirk and, poof, i was gone. then i came here. you look different papa. you’re the same, but a little smaller”

he’s taking in the info and deduces that it was some kind of teleportation quirk

he doesn't know much, but he figures it will wear off

take his child to Recovery Girl just to make sure

Recovery Girl is amused at the entire situation and confirms that the quirk will wear off eventually

just out of curiosity, she asks who her mother is

“that’s easy! it’s Tenya y/n and her hero name is [hero-name]!”

the old woman goes “awww”

iida has never been redder in his entire life

he ended up marrying you?

YOU?

the girl with the prettiest eyes, most brilliant mind, and calming bright smile?

the exact smile this child had?

he almost fainted

when he takes his daughter back, iida is stoic, glasses reflecting the light

you meet him and the hallway and the girl runs towards you

“momma!”

you catch the girl out of pure reflex and hold her in confusion

as you try to explain that you're not her mother, iida stares at the similarities

you two were nearly a carbon copies except for the engines in her shins and the sharp eyes

he sighs and calms his heart

instead of overwhelming you, he takes the girl back and promises to explain later

iida and your daughter fall asleep and the next day, she’s gone

iida goes to talk to you with the love letter he wrote a while ago behind his back

let’s just say you’ll be seeing the munchkin in no time

Hitoshi Shinsou:

when shinsou sees the 5-year-old on his bed, he knows

the girl with bright purples eyes and h/c hair is almost a perfect blend of both you and him

he’s smart

besides, he’d know that beautiful hair anywhere

it wasn't like he knew you were the love of his life

it wasn't like he stared you for hours

but that’s beside the point

the girl seems unsure about approaching him until he kneels in front of her and stretches his arms out

then she sobs into shirt, tiny fists balling up his collar

“i’m sowwy about runnin’ away when you told me not to! the kitty was just so pwetty, daddy!”

yeah, definitely his child

“it’s okay,” he coos. “im not mad at you”

it’s almost scary how natural he is at calming her down

he picks her up and walks around, whispering sweet nothings in her ear until her tears run dry

is the only one out of the others that understands that if the girl reveals too much, she could ruin the timeline

and he wasn't about to let your ass go

after just finding out that he somehow managed to trick you into marrying him?

hell no

shinsou’s putting a ring on that even if it kills him

“okay, peanut. here’s how this is gonna go”

it takes a bit of back and forth, and bribing (he’s low-key proud of her bargaining skills), for her to promise that she’ll only call you by your hero name

and to reveal how many siblings she has

she’s the youngest of three with another one on the way

you always did like even numbers

when he takes you to the common room, he’s delighted to see you

you are so excited to meet his “little cousin”

the way you and the little girl get along pulls at his heartstrings

you were going to be such a good mother

gosh, you were such a catch

how did he manage to scoop you?

shinsou may have taken a picture or two without you knowing

yall end up having a movie night and falling asleep

you two wake up in each other’s arms, your daughter gone

“that was our daughter, wasn't it?”

he’s kind of taken aback you pieced it together, but not surprised

you were smart

and you had eyes

“yeahh,” he shrugs

you laugh and lie your head back down on his chest

there’s peace in his heart that he hasn't felt in awhile

“she’s kind of perfect”

shinsou wraps his arms around you, promising to never let go

“just like her mother”

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nuclearnerves · 3 years

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INCOMING VAMPIRE AU THOUGHTS

Don't mind me I'm finally getting the ideas I had on this shit out so I can actually go forward with developing it as an AU. It's my usual mixup of fps protags, Gordon Guy and John, but I'm starting with Gordon as the Vampire and Guy as the Vampire Hunter.

absolute beast of a wall of text under the cut

What If Being A Vampire Literally Sucks All The Time Forever like chronic pain sucks. like THAT level of sucks. Like Here's what I was thinking of. Being a vampire isn't just "being alive forever but you need to drink human blood" It's like Oh man I have some lore you look at vampires and their main thing is that they're blood suckers right so lets start with a corpse dead body. cadaver. no longer with us. just some rotting meat. The brain needs oxygen as fuel. The blood supplies the oxygen through blood. The blood is pumped through the heart. The blood is made by your bone marrow. You die. Your heart stops beating Blood stops pumping Brain no longer has oxygen to think marrow stops making blood thats standard! Now, becoming undead, as a vampire, is a little more complicated. The long and short of it is: your body is FIGHTING ACTIVELY to be alive against all odds and wins every time (immortality), but it hurts the whole way

I have the gist of it. It's like. Your heart stops. By all means, you should be dead. but the magic kicks in, and you're still thinking. Your brain is still sending signals to your muscles to move. But using what oxygen to move? whats burning in you? You don't know but you know it's just enough to get to your next meal. So you ferociously eat something, and then find you can't swallow. You can't make saliva. You barely have the energy to chew, and once you DO get something in your stomach, it immediately comes back up. Why can't you feel your pulse? What's going on? You're out of options so you figure you might as well just lie down and die. You're too tired to keep going anyway. So you do, you lie down, and you close your eyes, and you quietly hope that death is as peaceful as sleep. You realize you've actually been moving around without breathing, which makes sense because you can barely flex your diaphragm for more than a shaky wheeze. How are you thinking with such little oxygen? But as you fade from consciousness, you can feel something in you, and it's so upset, it's crying, it's filled with grief, and you instantly can tell it's your skeleton. It's your bones. You're distraught down to your marrow. You're dying. You're dying! Your heart stopped and you have no more blood! You need blood! You need blood to move! To breathe! To think! You try to breath deep again for the voices in your bones, trying to comfort them, to sooth them with the repetitive motion in your lungs, trying to fill yourself with anything but grief, but they keep wailing. We make the blood, our creation, our child, what we put all of our work into is gone! gone! gone! We need it back! Anything! All of it! Find it! Bring it back to us! We're hungry! WE'RE HUNGRY!

and once you find yourself too exhausted to listen, to think, how badly you wish just to die already to cease hearing this wailing, you find your body moving without you. And it's hungry and it's searching and it's crawling on all fours and it misses its beautiful red life that made it feel so full before and it needs it back, and the next thing you know you're desperately grabbing anything with blood in it and shoving it in your mouth in a desperate attempt to sooth this cry for life, you don't want to die, you don't want to die, you worked so hard to keep up this body and craft it and LIVE with it and you're not going to go, and even when you try, even when you try to lay down and die, your body refuses, it takes the reigns, and it keeps up the work itself with or without your help. And it's not until your stomach is full and your teeth are stained and you feel a pulsating burning in your bones that you snap back awake, completely conscious, just fine. You're lucid, you don't feel any more pain. Everything around you is dead and drained and messy and your heart still isn't beating. but you can breathe now and holy shit you guess you literally need to kill to survive and the less you eat and the more you starve yourself the worse it gets when your body finally decides to take recourse.

my idea was like. "the vampires curse is actually stored in the bones, thats why the teeth get so sharp and also theres a connection between blood and bones with the creation via bone marrow" its literally like i was sitting there thinking "no no no, whats it like to be a vampire. what neurosis would you develop. How would you panic? What are common mistakes beginner vampires make" which, by the way, gordon is a beginner vampire

so now you gotta factor, what blood lasts for how long? how long can you go between meals? not only that, but what creatures satisfy the urge? How long can you go avoiding human blood? Does it work like drugs where you develop a resistance to the high, or is it like food where it will keep you moving until you eat again? How the fuck are you gonna get your hands on blood? Can you just eat raw meat? Does that count? and thats where im at lol

OKAY now. now thoughts on beginning scenes of vampire au

So my idea was this Doomguy is a vampire hunter independent and one of his buds says that some freak scared and almost attacked his daughter when she got too close to his old abandoned laboratory up the hill and hes like “he might be… you know… a problem. if you needed a lead” and guys like yeah i fuckin hate the undead ill kill this dude so he busts into old lab space and sees so many dead animals its actually mostly Bones and pelt that hes seeing piles of feathers etc so hes like yeah this is all telltale signs of vampire uhhh hes introduced to gordon SOMEHOW im not totally sure of the details but the working idea i have is guy falls into a trap gordon devised that restrains him suspended in wire or something and gordon like. limps/stumbles into the room and this dude looks haggard he’s breathing heavy, his cheeks are hollow, he’s bug-eyed and shaking while looking at this massive wall of meat in his trap and he bares a bunch of hideous teeth and grits them and looks like hes really struggling with somethin... Like if these dudes don't know each other then Gordon might give in and try to drain Guy, and Guy would absolutely do anything in his power to turn this new vampire into ash, im thinking the inclusion if g-man as a coven leader can fix both issues.

i like the idea of guy falling into gordons trap and gordon thinking about what to do with him before gman shows up and whisks gordon away for a “meeting” while complimenting him on his good work catching the most feared vampire hunter in the country and gman just leaving guy suspended in wires that he has to fight his way out of. Instant situation defuser.

Guy ends up needing to take care of other monsters before going back to Gordon, and he DOES plan to go back to gordon, because no vampire is a good one, especially not one associated with the fucking head of a coven, but next time he sees Gordon, Gordon helps him out of a scrape by attacking and draining a combine who was going to take Guy out or something and escaping before Guy can catch him, or otherwise seeing Gordon do something good with his insane undead powers and like, the third time he meets up with him is when they can actually talk, and Gordons fuckin SO haggard, he’s not even fighting back and he’s even going as far as to say “just make sure theres nothing of me left when you’re done, I don’t want anyone else getting hurt”

Side Note: Guy has a bunch of scarring on his body from dealing with vampires, cops, ghosts, werewolves, anything violent that kills people. I'm playing with the inkling of an idea that he has Divine Blood in him, so that any time something undead bites him or tries to drink his blood, it burns. We'll see.

Side Note 2: now i really like the idea of the combine actually being an organized faction of vampire hunters that are WICKED crooked and exploit people for all their worth in exchange for their “safety” when they kill a vampire They’re essentially loansharks and Guy fucking hates them and hates the name theyve given to vampire hunting

Side Note 3: You've probably noticed that I haven't said anything about John yet! He's in this too. His species is a surprise but I need to get to him later I have an idea for where he came from (Cortana too)

I still need a good reason for Guy to not instantly kill this vampire, if not it's just gonna be "Gordon Freeman escapes the countrys best vampire hunter like a seventh time" every time they meet and they end up being rivals. And it gives Guy enough time to look past the whole "undead monster" thing and start looking at the "Oh this dude figured out how to fight his ridiculous craving for blood in a way more humane than most and is actually staying out of peoples way and keeping to himself. Guess he's not that big of a threat but I still need to keep an eye on him in case he loses it. Turns out he's got a family (Probably Alyx, Eli, Issac and Barney) who's been lookin for him and cares about him as well, don't wanna hurt them". I like the idea of them ending up needing to team up to take out undead together.

And that's what I got so far!!!

#freeguy #gordon freeman #doomguy #vampire au #freeguy117

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ssamie · 3 years

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six. “friends die together”

kozume kenma x fem dazai!reader

(bsd x hq)

tw: mentions of suicide

masterlist. suicide freak!

kenma slowly opened his eyes. the dim rays of the sun were slowly peeking through his bedroom window as he stretched and rolled around his bed, wrapping himself up in a blanket burrito as he felt his eyes slowly fluttering close once again.

it had been atleast a week since he's actually gotten sleep, and now he's just trying to relish in the feeling of rest before he completely disregards it again.

all of a sudden, his phone rang.

"what the.." he mumbled with a groan

it was currently five in the morning, and he knew kuroo was smart enough not to call him. especially since kenma would usually just be gaming or would just straight up ignore him.

"hello?" he muttered to the phone, not bothering to check the ID

"good morning!" y/n's chirpy la-di-da voice resonated from the phone

immediately, kenma groaned and rolled his eyes. he had to fight the urge of hanging up the phone then and there.

"what do you want? and why are you calling me so early in the morning?" kenma asked

"now, now! don't be so stingy kenma-kun!" she laughed "i just wanted to check up on ya, that's all" she said, followed by soft humming of a melody

kenma blinked as he groggily listened to her words. "oh. okay.."

"thanks for that, i guess.." he said

"aww! your voice is all deep and gravelly in the morning! very hot." she chirped

kenma sighed. he could practically sense the stupid flirty smile appearing on her face. "and you sound oh so happy. as always." kenma chirped back sarcastically

a small smile grazed his lips as she started laughing on the other line.

"oh, kenma! you're so funny!" she chuckled "when have i ever been happy?"

"wait what-"

"anyways, kenma-kun.." she trailed off, her cheerful tone now dropped as an eerily serious and guarded one replaced it.

"y-yes?" kenma gulped

"im afraid im in a tight spot as we speak. its quite critical. please come to the location i will send you." she spoke in a monotonous tone

"huh? wait!" kenma exclaimed. he sat up on his bed, subconsciously reaching for his nekoma jacket which was messily laid out on the foot of his bed. "what are you talking about?" he asked, his hands were shaking, as well as his voice.

"its a crisis! only you can help!" she said

"okay. i-i'll be there.."

humming under her breath, y/n patiently waited for kenma to arrive. she didn't have so much faith at first, but once she heard the soft thumping of feet on the ground, she grinned.

"w-what happened?" kenma asked through ragged breaths as he skidded to a halt infront of her "a-and what are you wearing?" kenma asked

he took notice of her rather formal attire, laying underneath the sand colored coat she had. his brows then shot up as he calmed his ragged breathing.

"is this because of your weird detective work thing? did you get trapped?" kenma asked worriedly. when she didn't answer, he simply panicked even more. "why did you call me?! you should've called those other detective people!" kenma exclaimed

"i got in myself" she admitted with a small innocent smile

"what?" kenma deadpanned, now starting to regret running atleast eight blocks just to help her

"well, you see.. i heard there's a way to commit suicide by getting stuck in an oil drum. so i decided to give it a shot" she said with the same innocent smile. she then chuckled sheepishly as she started sinking deeper into the oil drum.

"but now that i've wedged myself in this deep, i can't get out on my own" she said

kenma simply stared her down, looking unamused, tired and annoyed. "i see." he says

"i think i might die" she pouted as she sank deeper into the drum.

kenma grunted and sat on the ground, sitting a few feet from the drum she was stuck in. he was kind of impressed on how her whole body hadn't snapped in two yet.

"well, isn't that what you wanted?" kenma said with a huff of annoyance

"i like suicide" she said with a scoff, sounding somewhat offended "but i don't like suffering and pain! why would i?"

"i see" kenma said with a sigh. he sat up from the ground and narrowed his eyes, trying to look for a way to free her from the oil drum

"also, i learned this only after i stuffed myself in here, but it wasn't even a suicide method!" she laughed

"but, it was actually a torture method from the-"

before she could even finish her sentence, she was cut off as kenma pushed the oil drum over, sending her and the drum rolling off. he let out a huge breath of air as he cradled his aching hands.

"ni-nice job, kenma-kun" she squeaked out as she wiggled free of the drum. "but now.. we have only an hour left before school starts" she said as she patted down her clothes and combed her fingers through her hair

"and i heard from nekomata-san that he has some news that you boys would surely love" she said as she stretched her aching muscles

"are we really gonna move past the fact that you wedged yourself in an oil drum!?" kenma exclaimed in aggravation

". . ." she looked at him with a dumb smile before sending him a wink and a thumbs up.

"yep! we sure are!"

"i hate you so much" kenma muttered

she smirked teasingly and loomed over his shoulder "hehehe~ well if you hate me so much, then why go through all the trouble to help me?" she cooed

kenma scoffed and flicked her away. "because we're.." he trailed off "nevermind.." a small blush covered his cheeks faintly, but it was enough to get her attention.

she chuckled lowly and poked his cheeks. she narrowed her eyes and tauntingly stared him down. "oya? what's this, kenma-kun? do you like me or something?~" she teased

kenma flinched and covered his cheeks with his hands "no! no i don't!" he quickly denied "i just thought that.." he muttered quietly

"since we're friends and all.. i thought it'd be right to help you.." kenma admitted bashfully

stunned from his words, she couldn't really do anything but stare at him blankly with widened eyes. "we're friends?" she asked

kenma spluttered at her response, suddenly feeling anxious and embarrassed, thinking that he overstepped their 'relationship'

"um- i mean.. i just thought that since we've been hanging out but.." kenma said nervously. he fiddled with his hands as he looked down at his feet, too embarrassed to look her in the eyes.

"sorry, i guess i overstepped. sorry for misreading things" he apologised

finally realising what she's done, she gasped in horror as she looked at his heartbroken expression "oh my gosh." she muttered "im so sorry!"

she frantically patted his back, and stroked his hair "i-i meant like- i didnt know you considered me as a friend!" she exclaimed "i kind of thought you just see me as a suicidal leech or something!" she shrieked

"im sorry kenma! kill me now!" she exclaimed dramatically

kenma finally looked up to see her tearing some of her bandages off, only for her to tie it tightly around her neck.

"im sorry!" she cried as she squeezed tightly, trying to strangle herself to death

"wait! don't do that!" kenma said in panic. his hands pried the bandages off and hastily threw them away.

"you don't have to kill yourself over me" kenma sighed

she sniffled and crushed him in her arms "kenma! you are most certainly my most treasured friend!" she cried

"i would die for you and with you!"

"let's not go too far" kenma said with a small smile

"shall we start with the double suicide now?" she asks, fully ignoring his interjection

"no <3"

"fukurodani?" she muttered, looking quite confused and clueless

"yes. it seems a three-day practice match has been scheduled" nekomata said with a smile "their coach suggested the idea and who was i to decline, am i right?" nekomata chuckled

"this will be a good opportunity for the team to train and explore new ways of playing for future tournaments." nekomata then looked at y/n and sent her a close eyed smile. "and a chance for you to test your managing skills, y/n-san" he said

she nodded in agreement.

"well then, now that that's settled.. you’re free to go! rest up and eat well! you'll be playing nonstop starting tomorrow" nekomata said as he ushered them out of the gym

"thanks, coach!" the team yelled

as the team arrives by the gate, they started to disperse. fukunaga, inouka, teshiro, and shibayama ended up declining the offer of an afterschool hangout. they claimed they needed the rest for upcoming games, so they left them be.

"bye guys! bye y/n-senpai! see you tomorrow!!" inouka yelled from across the street. the energetic first year was waving both his arms around while shibayama drags him along. fukunaga sends them a quick nod and a small wave before they completely disappear from sight.

"hm, so what do you guys wanna do?" kai asks with a smile

"let's eat!" lev suggested with a grin

"sure. where should we go? i don't really have a particular craving right now" kai said as he looked at his friends expectantly

"we should eat at the diner near that convenience store" yaku says "it's cheap and they serve great food"

simply humming to herself, y/n takes a quick look at the boys who seemed to be lost in their own conversations. her (e/c) colored eyes then landed on kenma, who seemed to busy with his game.

kuroo was holding on his bag, making sure the pudding-head wouldn't walk into oncoming traffic. she smiled at the boy, taking in his overwhelmingly beautiful features.

yamamoto was beside her, ranting about his friends from karasuno and their 'goddess of a manager'

"we’re here!" lev unnecessarily announced as he skipped into the said diner. "what should we eat?" he asks

"fish-" ; "meat-"

yaku and kuroo freeze and look at each other. their eyes silently roam one another as they look at the other with judgment.

"hah? are we really doing this again, yakkun?" kuroo scowled. the taller bedheaded male leaned down to get all up in yaku's face, while the latter simply did the same

"dont call me that stupid nickname, bedhead!" yaku scowled as well "and fish? pssh, what are you a grandpa?" yaku said with a snicker

"could you stop making comments proving you lack docosahexaenoic acid?" kuroo sneered in aggravation

"you're ought to eat more fish to fix that.. maybe even your height problem!" kuroo taunted

yaku scowled and gripped the taller boy's collar "your stupid face is begging to be hit!"

"no! kuroo-san, don't let him hit you!" lev yelled "he's feral!"

"oi! shut up!" taketora hissed as he covered lev's mouth with his hand

yaku turned to face lev, evidently irked and angered by his comment. "hah?! come here, you tall lampost! -"

"wah! yaku-san i didnt even do anything!" lev exclaimed with teary eyes as the shorter boy continued to kick him

kai and taketora then took initiative to calm their friends down. partially because they didn't want anyone injured. but mostly because they were fighting infront of the diner, and it was starting to get embarrassing.

"ke-n-ma~" she cooed in a sing song tone

kenma sighed and quickly glanced at her, before averting his attention back to his game "what?" he said

she smiled and laced their arms together. she then pointed to a bridge not so far away from where they were standing. "you see that bridge?" she asked "and the pretty river under it?"

"oh god. i see where this is going." kenma groaned. he turned off his game and followed her finger, eyeing the bridge she was talking about.

"wouldn't it be so nice if we just jump off-"

"how about we don't do that?" kenma cut her off with a sigh

"but you're my friend right?" she whined childishly "don't friends die together?!"

"how about we don't die at all. doesn't that sound better?" kenma tried to convince her with a sheepish smile

her smile fell as she narrowed his eyes, seemingly disgusted and offended by his statement.

"what? no, not at all."

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very-feral-lesbian · 2 years

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I'm curious what other's think after they watch it but I watched it twice and still get the same impression. On Eddie alone, he's having an existential crisis. He played the episode as a father with another father. And me add I was never worried about their safety because I think the moment they left the ambulance they established if they wanted to they could take them but the point was use Christopher. So I knew right away this wasnt gonna be a typical hostage scenario and I dont know they really wrote the inmates as harmless, not sure that makes sense. So at the end with Chris, I dont know I felt like he's trying find himself. When you look at everything Eddie this season from panic attacks ext, just again, he's a bit in crisis. Hopefully that leads to him exploring hks feelings with Buck or the very a talk about the violence they experienced together because I dont get why they havent.

And with Buck, I just really felt the Taylor scene was off. Again not even with a bias because I only lightly ship Buddie because I dont trust writers. However she was supposed to play that it didnt play like deep love. It played more like stressed and sad and even Oliver played it a little flat. Who knows maybe they are end game but I just dont see or feel it.

Looking forward to next week and how Eddie keeps processing whatever he is he is dealing with.

i 100% agree about eddie have any like an existential/midlife crisis. i feel like he’s at this point in his life where he’s moved on and kind of forgiven himself or his past issues with chris as a kid and is now in this transitional of point in his life where he’s kind of unsure about what to do.

i feel like the past tragedies that he has been through has allowed him to mentally have this conversation with himself about what his future looks like, and i think that had a big part in him changing the will with buck.

i dont blame you for not trusting the writers, i really don’t either but color me an optimist because that’s the only thing that’s keeping me going lol. but I feel like having a conversation with buck not only about the woll but also about their relationship and their dynamic over the past couple of years would be so important for both of their characters.

eddie needs to be in a place where he trusts his partner and that clearly wasn’t happening with ana because of his panic attacks and the issues he was having envisioning a family with her.

and then to talk about the bucktaylor situation, the entire scene felt really weird. whehter or not she was trying to get information out of him I’m not 100% sure, but it felt like acquaintances having a conversation rather than people who have been in almost a year long relationship.

in general I feel like the way that oliver and ryan are playing their characters is very different this season than to the other seasons, moreso ryan but oliver as well. i really noticed it during the scenes with taylor. i highly doubt that they would make bucktaylor end game, unless they both have like an epiphany, i don’t think it’s gonna happen. they are different points in their career and their lives and they want different things which is completely valid, but that doesn’t necessarily mean that they have to do and change just to be together.

if they don’t show eddie processing his trauma im gonna freak out because it’s so important and I don’t know how you cant bring up PTSD from him getting shot in the fucking army???? like of course he would have trouble processing that again

#lindz speaks #buddie #911 fox #anti bt #anti bucktaylor #buddie talk #911 spoilers #911 5x06

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shozaii · 4 years

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So I have a request for the main three + Kiri of you still accepting requests. So how about s/o is on her period and she wasn't prepared and bleed a lot and the boys have get her pads after they got over the shock of so much blood in the bed and just cuddle with her cause she feels horrible because of the cramps and stuff, if you want uwu cause my period always kills me huhhh also ur writing is so good im in love, keep it up love 🥰🙌🏾💕

(a/n):hello! i’m very sorry this took very long to complete as i wasn’t feeling well argh!! thank you so much for your kind words hdgh i might cry :’((, anyway, enjoy!

requests are still open!!

^^^^

what would they do when their s/o has their period?

warnings: none! except for blood

‘‘‘‘

midoriya

izuku is the person who notes everything down. he had a personal journal for you, and a part of it was about the situations he might need to face and solve during your period

so you two were on the bed, really, really tired after a long day of training.

he noticed earlier that you were stressing out even more than usual.

perhaps....maybe not, he thought.

you felt light-headed, so you told him that you needed a drink. he let you go from the cuddled position that you were in.

and only then was he shook

blood!

“um, y-y/n? don’t freak out, okay?”

“what’s wrong?”

he pointed to your blood on his sheets, and your shorts.

cue yourself freaking out so bad

he freaks out too, but he retains himself. he needs to stay strong for you.

“i...i stained your sheets a-and i don’t kn-know what to d-do! i’m sorry, izuku! i just-,”

“no, no, no! wait, calm down. this is nothing, okay? i can help you. we’ll clean you up first. i’ll head over to your room and grab your stuff.”

he rushes to your room as promised, and just shoved everything into his backpack (he got to know from you that pads should be hidden)

he waits for you outside the bathroom, checking in every 5 minutes.

minutes later and you came out refreshed, but another problem was already there, once you entered his room.

your cramps

he’d be so sad. why should his s/o go through this?

he grabbed his stained sheets and tossed them aside; replacing them with new ones. proceeds to soak the old ones. insists on washing your clothes as well, even though you said no 8377291 times

a gentleman

all that mattered was you and you only

he laid you down, placing your hot pack he got on your stomach. also gave you painkillers (told you- he noted down everything you needed)

once you were slowly getting comfortable, he decided to join you.

“i’m sorry izuku, i wish i knew when it was coming and it’s just unpredictable sometimes. i’ll wash your sheets for you.”

“y/n, what are you talking about? you don’t have to worry about the sheets. i can handle them myself. right now, let’s just focus on making you feel better.”

you fall asleep in his arms. which, you will admit, is the best thing ever.

bakugou

boom boom boi? now i’d like to think that he’s really, really soft when the two of you are alone. doesn’t rage, doesn’t go off. soft bakubabe. imagine the patience he would have to just handling you during your period T_T

you were in his room, on his couch.you laid on his lap, something he didn’t mind at all. he was checking his phone.

it was a long day. you felt more exhausted than usual.

“where do you keep your chips? i’m starving,” you stood up, stretching. your back hurt.

he looks away from his phone.

silence.

“’suki?”

“babe, you’re bleeding.”

“what...?” you said no more, eyes widening at the sight of his cushion stained with your blood.

“oh. my. god.”

you just stood there, tearing up. “i- god i wish i knew! i’ll go wash this up real quick. why am i like this?! i’m sorry, katsuki-,”

“oi, what about you? you’re not leaving like this. this is normal, right?”

you sniffled, nodding.

“okay. deep breaths. let’s get you cleaned up.”

“where a-are you going?”

“your room.”

he takes your bag, placing in your items. doesn’t forget the pads, of course!

once, he noticed you taking painkillers. he found those too, they should be useful.

only then did he realize how unpredictable those periods are.

when he came back, he checked on you.

“you doing all right in there, y/n?”

“yeah.”

he hands you the essentials you needed, waiting patiently.he then grabs the cushion and your stained clothing, reminding himself to clean them up well.

he was never going to allow you to clean them up.

knocking the door to make sure you didn’t faint. because the next thing that came were the cramps.

oh boy, he was right. you were in pain. he gives you the painkiller, and settled you in. he lays next to you, using a little bit of his quirk on your stomach, since it’s warm.

“feeling better now?” he asked, his other palm on your cheek.

“i’m sorry, katsuki.”

“stop that. it’s what you go through monthly and there’s no blocking it. i’ve never said this before, but you’re really strong.”

“so you finally admit it.”

“haha, yeah. only for now.”

a literal angel. i wouldn’t see him angry for that whatsoever.

todoroki

third gentleman of the day!

you two were in his room. it was the weekend tomorrow, so you two loved hanging out with each other till late night. sometimes in your room, sometimes in his. so you guessed it - this week was in his.

your stomach had this weird feeling already.

“are you okay? you look pale,” shoto asked, placing a hand on your back.

“yeah, maybe i need a glass of water,” you said, getting up from his bed.

“okay-,”

he was so confused when he saw blood on his sheets.

and it was from where you were resting.

he was right. your shorts were stained.

“y/n, love. i think i may know why you don’t feel so good.”

you turned to him.

“OH NO”

you looked at your shorts, your face flushing with the darkest shade of red. right here? now? really? in your boyfriend’s sheets?

“i’m so sorry, sho! argh, what have i done? i understand if you’re mad but please, let me clean them up for you!”

“what? no, i’m not mad. i have to admit, i am really inexperienced with this, but that’s not going to stop me.”

“are you s-sure?”

“i am. now tell me, how can i help you?”

you still had a heavy heart, but you knew he wasn’t about to budge. with enough information, he set off to your room. drawer after drawer, he finally found pads. new clothes. a fresh towel. some essentials.

you also told him about painkillers, but he had those in case if anybody needed it. looks like his s/o did.

he also made sure to soak the stained clothing and sheets. he may have hid them from you,,,he knows you well.

when you came out, you were already groaning in pain. watching you like that only made his heart sink.

dude, he would’ve cried.

with newly replaced sheets, and a painkiller taken, he carried you bridal style and snuggled in with you. like katsuki, he could use his left hand to warm up your lil belly <3

“do you need anything else, love?”

“sho, how can i ever thank you...? you’ve done more than enough.”

“really?” he smiled. “well, i’m glad. get some rest. you’ll be better soon.”

literally crying in the club look how soft

bonus! kirishima

ksks these boys give me the feels

he starts to notice you complaining about how you felt uncomfortable. being the manly man that he is, he wants to help

you were walking around, trying to forget the pain

but that was after you were sitting on his bed, talking to him.

“what did you have for dinner? the same as us, right?”

“yeah! it doesn’t hurt. it’s just this lingering feeling that it’s about to come soon.”

sounds familiar, he thought.

he was thinking real hard, noticing the red dye on his bed.

wait. red dye? but he hasn’t dyed his hair for a while!

oh.

“babe, turn around for me.”

“what’s wrong, eiji?”

you did, only to receive a shocked expression on his face.

“y/n! is it that time of the month for you?”

“huh?”

you freaked out, seconds after realization. saw the bed, freaked out again. “i forgot! i forgot, but how?! eiji, i didn’t mean it! now your bed is stained, it looks so bad! okay, so give me those sheets, i’ll have them cleaned up for you. say no more.”

“y/n! i know you didn’t. let’s not panic, okay? i’m gonna go to your room, grab your stuff, and get back here. meanwhile, i’ll need you to clean yourself up. i can’t send you back like this. that ain’t manly of me.”

“eiji, but-,”

“no, babe. i’m here for you. let’s do this. together.”

as told, he went to your room. while you were in his, cleaning up after yourself, keeping your tears from flowing

he came back very soon than expected. patience was his key!

makes sure you did not get the chance to take any of the stained clothing.

“okay, here’s your hot pack! and take these. i found your emergency pills in the jar.”

“eiji,” you said.

“yeah? what’s up?”

“i wanna cuddle.”

“anything for you, my love!”

you two fall asleep after the pain went down. cuties

you’ll never feel down with him around.

(a/n): fun fact! my cramps get the best of me, too. god, how i wish i could cuddle with someone. :( ehem, anyway! i tried my best! i apologize for any typing errors :/

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