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ivnxrori · 13 days

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When Sun and Moon meet - S2

Zuko x Fem!WaterBender!Reader Enemies to Lovers

As one of the Princesses of the Northern Water tribe, you were blessed with a gift by the moon. However you were permitted to be allowed to use the gift at all costs. From many hidden waterbending usages, the aftermath of the avatar visiting the Northern Tribe had led to your beginning journey, hiding yourself as a water bender as a princess from the Northern water tribe

Warnings: none

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҉ * ‧͙ ⋆ ⁺ ༓ ☾ Chapter 7 - Refreshing Tea

“Have you heard of that tea-house? All of a sudden their tea has been the best in Ba Sing Se!” One of the men said. “Oh then I must try it out! I have been craving tea recently," the woman responded with a laugh. I wasn't the biggest fan of tea outside of the northern water tribe. The only tea that exists was Spirit Oasis Tea which was only used for meditating in the Spirit Oasis to the Moon spirit. Ironic that the water tribe doesn't have a variety of drinks. “Uhm ma’am” I snapped out of me zoning out. I have been doing that more recently. “Sorry…” I said sheepishly as I handed him water tribe money. “You must be hearing about the new tea at the tea-house, I haven't had the time to go there but man I really want to. Sadly I'm constantly stuck at work.” The worker complained. Maybe I should check out the new tea area. “Water tribe money? Wow I haven't seen this currency in a while” The store owner said as I packed up my groceries for today. “Sorry, that's all I'm able to carry” Internally praying he accepts the pay. “Money is money” He shrugs and I let out a sigh of relief. “Have a nice day” he waved off while I smiled in gratefulness, taking Aku by the lead.

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Aku and I managed to get there, the sky was dark and the moon was slowly rising up. I really like the night sky because that's the only time I get to see Yue again. I smiled and parked Aku near the entrance. “Stay here buddy” I consoled before going into the tea-house. Once I walked there were still a lot of people, only one table was empty. Is the tea here really that good? Or this is the only tea-house here. I'm here to find out anyway. I was able to sit down at the empty table after making my order, which was just…tea. My mind wanders off thinking my father and Yue would have loved tea, not just specifically from here but in general. “Here’s your tea” a boy said, placing down the cup on the wooden table. I smiled softly “thank you” looking up at him, the realization hitting me. He has a very familiar scar on the left side of his face, it was none other than Zuko himself. Both of our eyes widened from the realization of who each other was. He totally figured out who I was. I immediately got up in fear, preparing to run away however it was prevented by Zuko himself. He grabbed my wrist, softer than I expected. “What are you doing here?” He whispered which made me irritated. “What are you doing here!?” I hissed. I didn't even get my answer due to an interruption made by…Jet?!

“These two are firebenders!” Jet yelled out, holding two of his swords. How did he figure that out? Did he fight with them? “I saw the old man heating his tea,” Jet continued to yell. “He works at a tea shop,” one of the soldiers defended. He made eye contact with me, I freaked out internally thinking what was he going to do. “He is attacking this girl right here!” He pointed the sword at Zuko and I. We both looked down still seeing Zuko’s hand wrapped around my wrist. Due to this we quickly pulled back, I blushed in embarrassment. “N-No! The tea was too hot so he pulled my hand away before I could get burnt” I explained, my voice going a pitch higher than I wanted it to be. I don't know why I defended Zuko, but he didnt do anything bad to me at that moment. Zuko said absolutely nothing, way to go Zuko. “Drop your swords boy, nice and easy” The soldiers got up but Jet didn't care. “You have to defend yourself, then everyone will know. Go ahead! Show them what you can do.” Zuko took the sword of one of the soldier’s “You want a show? I'll give you a show!” I grabbed my cub and tea before Zuko moved the table with his leg. I honestly couldn't be bothered with this situation. It doesn't include me and I wasnt that close with either of them to care. I tried taking a sip of the tea made, which was surprisingly still warm and I was even more surprised that it tasted really good. No wonder everyone wants to come here, and father would love this!

I continued drinking until I realized Aku was still outside. I went outside near the door frame to see a crowd of people surrounding Zuko and Jet, who were on opposite sides. “It's true sir, we saw the whole thing, this crazy kid attacked the finest tea maker in this city.” One of the soldiers said, making the old guy blush. Jet's eyes meet mine again making me flinch and look away. “Y/N do you trust me?” He says out loud making all the eyes go on me. My eyes widened and I looked down in embarrassment. What should I say? It's not like me saying anything would make much of a difference, unless if I took my hood down I would be able to use my princess card. “Stop bringing the young lady into this, can't you see she is scared” One of the women said, shielding me. Slowly everyone was defending me. I looked at Jet one last time before turning away. I'm sorry Jet, the person you shouldn't trust is me. He looked at me painfully before getting taken away from the guards. Jet continued spouting out words which slowly went faint and slowly everyone in the circle disappeared. “Some kinda friend you are” I turned around and saw Zuko. “He was not my friend,” I sneered. “Why did you defend me anyways, your the one that actually saw me fire bend”

“I didnt even defend you, I was trying to keep attention away from me” “Did it work?” “What is your problem? Isn't it more beneficial for you than it is for me?” I spat in annoyance.

“Calm down you two” The old man said, calming the both of us down. “How did both of you recognize me?” I asked worriedly, holding the hood closer to my face. “Your face is quite recognizable once you've seen it, Princess Y/N. Now how about some tea, it will be on the house.” The old man whispered the second part which made me breathily sigh. “I'm good for the day” I glared at both Zuko and the old man. I go outside to take Aku and leave.

“Sorry Aku, i'm just going to go for a little walk okay?” I patted Aku on the head before I left. I was never allowed to go out at sundown before so I wanted to see what it was like. I stretched my arms over my head before seeing a kid and an adult. The adult had the kids' ball, taunting him. Really? How immature are these adults? “Hey, let the kids have some fun” I stated, defending the kid who turned towards me. His eyes were bloodshot red, tears were streaming down his face. “Hah, what are you gonna do? Hit me?” The guy taunted, shaking the ball. “I might just do that” I get water out of my water pouch, slapping them. “Ow” the guy hissed and let go of the ball “you will regret this!” he yelled running away. I grab the ball and gently hand it to the boy. “You need to be careful at night, who knows what could happen” I wiped the tears that were on his cheeks. He sniffed in response, grabbing a ball. Shakily saying “T-Thank you kind lady” He looked down. I smile softly “No problem, now where are your friends?” I looked around to see no one. “They all left once the scary man came” He sniffled. I patted his head sweetly. “Let's get you home little guy” I smiled as he grabbed my hand.

“Say thank you to the kind lady, who knows what we would do without her” The mom patted his back, ushering him to thank me. “Thank you!” He smiled. Both the mother and the son waved in delight. I waved them back and turned around, away from the house. I should probably go home by now, I'm feeling a bit tired. I yawned in my hand, till I heard something. I turned around quickly, searching for anything but there was nothing. Huh…I guess I'm just hearing things. Then I felt a grasp around my wrist. I immediately flick it away, using my water bending to hit them back. “Who's there?” I said out loud. “I told you, you will regret this” the guy from before said, chuckling evilly. The same guy who stole a kids ball. This time he had two additional accomplices. “Please you're so immature” I laughed mockingly which heated him up furthermore. Before he could strike, a figure barged in, striking them with two blades. My eyes widened at the scene and I quickly took out the figure behind me, whacking him down. I turned around to check out the scene again. I got a better look of the figure who held two swords, wore a blue mask and an all black outfit. “Just who…are you?” I raised my brows, moving closer. Just as I was about to get close enough, he ran, taking the three guys with him. That was awfully weird, man I really need to get home now…

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lunerna21 · 6 months

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***I'm going to apologize now this is probably a long post but I just need to vent about this masterpiece of an event!***

I can full heartedly say Glorious Masquerade is giving me life again 😌

JUST EVERYONE BEING SUPER FUNNY AND NICE TO THE MC BUT I CANNOT STOP GUSHING ABOUT EVERYTHING INVOLVING THIS EVENT!!

FIRST OF ALL, I LOVE HOW MUCH OF A SWEETHEART DEUCE IS TO US!

DEUCE SPADE IS SOMEONE EVERYONE NEEDS IN THEIR LIFE HE IS JUST ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE AND I LOVE LOVE LOVEEE HIM

*cough* *cough* Unlike ANOTHER person who is a cheeky asshole who should learn from Deuce (I’m kidding I love you too Ace you stupid bastard)

The Grim and Malleus banter back and forth is fucking hysterical from us freaking out about not knowing who Malleus was previously to messing around ITS SO GODDAMN PERFECT

AND MALLEUS BEING SO INTERESTED IN SPENDING TIME WITH US LIKE ALCHENFIENDJ I LOVE YOU MALLEUS!!

(And Grim being protective of us 🥹❤️)

And Idia trying to convince Grim to sit in his lap 😂👏🏻

SEBEK ASKING AZUL TO SIT IN HIS LAP SO HE CAN BE CLOSE TO WAKA SAMA!? CRYING AT HOW SERIOUS SEBEK WAS!

I’d like to imagine we were sandwiched between Rollo and Malleus MY GOD THE TENSION BETWEEN THEM WOULD IGNITE THE WHOLE TOWN

Also, was anyone else crying and cringing deep DEEP inside when they keep saying so many good things about “The Righteous Judge”!?!

LIKE I WAS SEETHING AT THE FACT THAT EVERYONE COMPLIMENTED HIM AND KEPT GIVING HIM PRAISE

LIKE NO GRIM YOU ARE MORE GALLANT THAN THAT CREEPY OLD MAN PLEASE DON'T SAY THAT

IF ONLY THEY KNOW WHAT THAT MAN HAD DONE I HATE HOW OFTEN THEY COMPLIMENT HIM I JUST WANNA LAUNCH MYSELF THROUGH THE GAME AND DESTROY THAT DAMN STATUE

......But at least they're giving tons of lore, easter eggs and praise for both Esmeralda and Quasimodo (BECAUSE YOU KNOW THEY ACTUALLY DESERVE IT)

But Rollo just trying to convince us that there shouldn't be magic or mages....

…..Rollo honey noooooo that’s not how I see it

I mean yes, we’ve been through so much goddamn shit with the overblotters (CROWLEY AND ALSO ADEUCE ALONG WITH GRIM, I LOVE YOU GUYS BUT LIKE WTF) but to the point of subjugating people to potentially lose their magic permanently?!

Something they’ve probably worked hard for? Nah, that’s not okay

I would love to learn more about magic anything beats the curriculum in schools here in the US

THEN SEEING HOW MALLEUS ALMOST PASSED OUT FROM THE FIRELOTUSES!? THAT HAD ME REELING LIKE MALLEUS DRACONIA HIMSELF!? LEAVE THAT MAN ALONE!!

YASSSSS SILVER AND SEBEK! YOU GUYS ARE AMAZING!! MALLEUS HAS THE BEST GUARDS

BUT ONE FUCKING PART HAD ME ON MY KNEES READY TO FIGHT ROLLO!!

CARD SOLDIER!? CARD SOLDIERRRRR!?!

MY BOI IS BECOMING A MAN

MY BOI IS BECOMING A MAN AND I CAN'T STOP BEING HAPPY FOR HIM EVEN THOUGH HE'S IN THE MIDST OF DANGER

…But anyway I’m getting psyched to see the last two parts cause this event is FULFILLING MY HAPPINESS ITS TOO MUCH

And Malleus Draconia….My sweetheart…❤️❤️❤️

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH HE IS JUST TOO MUCH I LOVE THIS MAN!!! ❤️❤️❤️

I cannot wait for the next part of the event, IM DYING TO SEE JAMIL AND RUGGIE BOND OVER USING OTHERS TO KEEP THEMSELVES SAFE!!

Now let me go daydream scenarios with all these lovable people while I wait for the next part, AND FINALLY WATCH THE FIRST PART OF STAGE IN PLAYFUL LAND! (ACE TRAPPOLA I NEED TO SEE YOUR SPOTLIGHT)

Enjoy the rest of your day, everyone~~~!!!❤️

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ccrites · 1 month

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it's a compliment, I swear

i absolutely adore freak!Soap and the thing that got brain worms wiggling was "I can make him better--" "Not if he makes you worse first."

there's zero plot yet, let's see how this goes

There’s something odd about being paired with this team.

There always is.

The last-comer. The new-comer. The new girl. You’re unsure if there’s disdain in their voices, it doesn’t seem to be. In the past, it’s been much clearer when they didn’t want you here. Others haven’t put much effort into hiding it either.

But you’re here, and it should feel great. This should be everything you’d ever worked for, placed atop the mountain you’d climbed, the mountain of success. Seeing the top, a something wrapped in a nice little gift wrap, screaming You’ve earned it, open me, while you still huffed and puffed with the effort you’d put into actually getting there.

But the mountainside is steep under your feet, keeping you from ever reaching that peak, always making you slide back down, a little further each time. The grip on your soles is never strong enough and your fingers bleed from the effort of holding on.

Perhaps that something is not even worth it.

You’re not exactly there yet, to find out if it is. Maybe you should give up, but you’re obstinate like that.

The bullets fly around you, voices scream in your head, the orders making sense for the mechanical machine in you they’d built, but not for the little girl inside, cowering in fear, eyes wide, brimming with tears, asking shakily What do we do now?

Your body moves. You’re the beacon of hope for these men (over-inflating your sense of importance much? maybe), when there’s no hope to be had.

But it’s never them you help, either. (That’s more likely)

(Not important enough.)

They’re so… untouchable. Inhuman. You’d think the machine in them had taken over, surpassing the man inside, killing the boy.

Maybe they’re monsters.

Maybe they’re heroes.

Either way, it hurts seeing their glacial eyes, listening to the gruff shouts, obeying their orders yet yearning for the compassion you had to show everyone to be shown back to you.

Your foot slips off the mountain again, and your nails rake against the slippery rock. You’ll fall if you keep wishing for shit you can’t have.

Not important.

Not worth it.

You run soundlessly through the macabre orchestra of pained shouts and stern orders, your knee guards absorbing the shock as you fall to the ground near the downed soldier, rushing to help. He yelps in pain as you peel off blood-drenched clothes, but you slam an open palm against his mouth, a hushed Keep it down unless you want to get us both killed, Corporal. The kid’s your age, you think, but he looks much older, with the way his face is contorted in pain, eyes scrunched shut, drawing lines of distress you know will, at some point, become permanently engraved on his face.

Growing old is a luxury, at this point.

You clean his wound and wrap it with gauze, pop out a pill to feed it to him dry and send him on his way to Medevac, they shouldn’t be far anyway. As you help him to his feet, the voice of the– your Captain crackles in your ear.

“No medevac for him, yet, soldier, we need all the firepower up ahead. We’re closing in on the target.”

“He’s gravely injured, sir-”

“If he can walk and pull a trigger, you’re sending him our way. Better yet, how ‘bout you join him, too. If he’s so injured, he’ll need a helpin’ hand. Understood?”

Your temple hurts with how hard you grit your teeth, but you utter out a clenched Yessir.

You’re unsure if you hear a faint smile in the ‘Atta girl he says lowly in your ear.

The target is not there when you reach the rendezvous point. You keep the curses you wish to spit out behind clenched teeth and sealed lips as your eyes adjust to the darkness inside the dilapidated house. The man you’d helped, running on fumes and a stim shot, immediately separates from your hip to join his buddies– pardon, his teammates– on the other side of the room, the other part of the squad. So much for a thanks.

But your attention is pulled elsewhere.

You think you’re dreaming, at first.

He’s one of the machines. A depiction of a man, a painted facade of tan skin and quirked smiles, hiding well-oiled components, hard like steel, programmed for merciless killing.

His flesh is softer than you’d expect when your hands sink into the blood and viscera.

Not a machine, then. Your eyes flicker to the crimson-coloured serrated knife on the floor.

Must’ve pulled it out of himself, the madman.

The idiot.

“Should’ve–” he hiccoughs, as you work through meters of gauze and bandages, “Should’ve seen the other guy. Thrashed ‘is face up. Almost ‘ad ‘im.”

“The-” your voice catches as you look up to his face for a second. He’s smiling, the bastard. Blue eyes stare back at you, almost crazed. His teeth are dripping red as he runs his tongue across his lips and grins. “The target?”

He gasps out a wet laugh. “No, lass, but I got a bullet in ‘im, too. ‘Is lackeys are good, though.”

The Lieutenant barks a reproach at the downed man but stays out of your space as your hands work mechanically on him, focusing on keeping his blood in till the other medics arrive with a stretcher for him. You’re not following what’s going on around you, maybe you should, especially if the walls could collapse around you. That’s the last of your worries now. When you’ve got him stabilized, you keep pressure with one hand on his abdomen, right on the side. It looks sickening, the way his skin is torn on the sides, yet you can’t help but think of the photos you’d been shown, back in basic, of those old WW2 planes, riddled with bullets, holes in the steel that should bring them down, that flew back to base against all odds. Survived despite everything.

He’d stayed alive till you made it here.

There’s nothing to do, not here, not now at least. Voices talk and talk, and debrief, and plan, but you tune them out. Your free hand roams. and it’s not till the helmet is already off, unclasped and discarded on the floor next to him, your fingers threading through the sweaty matted mohawk, that you realize what you’re doing.

Your first instinct is to pull it away like the touch of him burned you, but he’s fast. Maybe it’s the stim shot (second one you’ve used, you only have one left, you categorize mentally, planning already for next time, when you’d need to be sure to have more) or maybe it’s the machine hidden behind the vulnerable flesh, but he manages to grip your wrist with impossible strength.

Your eyes meet, and something stings. It’s electric and painful, and you hate how vulnerable you feel, when he’s the one almost bleeding out under you.

His lashes are long and dark, eyes half-lidded, yet not sleepy. You don’t have to worry about keeping him awake. The blue in his eyes flickers with something dark, and you want to look away, but you can’t. Your own eyes, wide and alert, are stuck on him.

You’re stuck.

His hold tightens on your wrist as you try to pull back gently, a part of you still worried that he might go into shock at any moment, but you only manage to twist your sleeve uncomfortably, unmoving from his grip. Slowly, pointedly, his eyes move between yours and your hand. The hand that had been soothingly petting him not even a minute ago. The hand that had stuffed gauze in the hole in his body, knuckles deep, while the other squeezed the peroxide bottle on the wound. The hand that was still covered in his blood. His blood.

The seconds stretch agonizingly long as he pulls it closer, back near his face. The eye contact makes fire blaze in your stomach, just to the side, mirroring his wound like a cursed voodoo.

You’re frozen, unable to react, as he licks a stripe from your wrist to the tips of your fingers.

The trail he leaves behind is wet and cold, yet it blazes through your veins like liquid fire, keeping you immobile as he runs his tongue over your digits, perversely, lazily circling each of them–

Captain Price’s voice suddenly pierces the bubble, dousing you in cold water (you needed it, you were burning up).

“Get me Laswell on the line, now, we are packing up. Sergeant, you broken?” Price barks.

Your hand is freed, and as the other medics take over your patient– the Sergeant– your blood-soaked glove wraps against the wrist he’d been holding tight, a sickeningly sticky grip over where his warm palm had wrapped against your bare wrist. A memory to keep or to forget, an imprint to copy on your skin, or to soothe its absence.

Maybe it’ll bruise in the shape of his grasp.

“I’ll survive, little birdie patched me right up. She’s as gentle as it goes, Cap, finally had the chance to feel it first hand.”

You hold the retch in your throat, despite an awkward tingle in your chest. The praise feels crude, wrong, like the gift had been plucked off the top of the mountain and dangled in front of you, just as you were about to reach it yourself, damn it–

A heavy tap on your back almost makes you choke as he chuckles darkly, “Let’s hope you won’t have to feel it again, soldier.”

That night, as you lay on the thin cot, unable to sleep, you wonder who Price had actually spoken to.

#cc writes #john soap mactavish x reader #soap #it's a compliment i swear #cod #call of duty

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imaginesbymonika · 2 years

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It all tastes like poison.

Part 9.

previous chapter

Pairing: Homelander x fem!reader / Solider Boy x fem!reader

Plot: based on this request: “can you please write an imagine about someone who use to be with soldier boy before he "died» which left her broken, but she still worked with vought for years because she ages slower than normal and she meets homelander who she kinda falls for, but when ben comes back she gets mixed emotions till he tries to kill homelander and then she'll have to work with everyone else to get him back into the box, which she doesn't want to do. LIKE ANGST?”

warning: f-bombs, mentions of death and murder, mentions of love at first sight, mentioning of loss, mentioning of coma

Y/N who is standing next to the vehicle watches the others. "So, do you mind telling us what we're walking into here?", Butcher asks and Ben turns. "All, you got to know is if he tries to make eye contact with you close your eyes."

"Or what?"

"Just don't make eye contact with him then you got nothing to worry about.", he smiles before bringing the joint towards his lips. She walks toward him and puts her arms around his torso. "You're good?", he asks and glances down at her. She nods. "We are almost done.", he whispers and turns his body around to completely face her:" Then we can leave, go somewhere nice and live the kind of life we used to talk about." A sweet smile appears on her face and she leans toward him, to place a kiss on his cheek.

"Come on, you two lovebirds!", Butcher lets out:" Let's go."

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"So...", a voice says and when Y/N turns around she discovers how Hughie walks up to her:" I never heard the storyof on how you and Soldier Boy met." You sigh and wait for him to catch up to you before you two proceed to hike through the woods.

"We've met on the battlefield.", Y/N explains: "It was my first time. Because of Vought's mistake and my developed abilities, I was living inside a cell for almost 10 years. No one precisely understood my powers, that's why they were anxious I might accidentally slaughter my own people. But, well, after numerous long conversations and meetings and various tests I was let out and into the world. On my first day, I ended up meeting Ben. It was love at first sight."

Hughie watches how her cheeks turn red before she clears her throat:" Anyway, because the world thought he was with Crimson and I was solely Vought's secret weapon we weren't allowed to be together. At least not outside of our rooms. Outside of Payback no one really knew that we were a thing, so when Ben died I was left with this enormous secret- you know? I was left alone with all of this pain and agony. Until I met..." She halts and blinks.

"Until you've met who?", Hughie inquires but Y/N just shakes her head. As if she hads already talked too much. "Nobody. It's not important."

A stillness falls upon them. One that only gets intruded by Ben mumbling:" Oh, fuck." Before an enormous explosion throws everyone into the air.

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"Wake up!", Hughie who is kneeling next to Butcher softly slaps his friend's cheeks. You wrinkle your brows while you look down at the man. "Fucking freak.", Ben declares while he walks up and down the area:" He slipped away."

"Butcher, wake up.", Hughie's voice is unhappy, while he holds on to his friend's unconscious form. Y/N only shakes her head, before reaching for Hughie's shoulder: "No, you are wasting your time. He is gone." He swivels around to look at you, with panic flashing up in his eyes.

"What did Mindstorm do?"

"Well, if it's the usual MO, trapped him in an endless nightmare till he dies of terminal dehydration.", Ben clarifies and Hughie looks between the two of them. "No, there's got to be a way we can wake him up."

"Mindstorm put him into this, he can snap him out."

"But he is about to be dead.", Y/N's boyfriend adds.

"Wait, wait, wait. Just hang on, If we, if we, if we grab Mindstorm we make him help Butcher." The desperation in Hughie's voice makes Y/N's heart drop and when he turns to look at her for help, her gaze plunges to the ground. "No way.", Ben replies. "And then, and then, you can kill him. Then you can go to town on him, man. I don't give a fuck."

"Hey. If you're gonna act hysterical, I am gonna slap you like I'm Connery. Now, unless you want to end up like your friend there, it ain't worth the risk. Look, chin up, okay? Deal's a deal. You help me finish this, I'll kill Homelander. Butcher would have given up his life for that in a heartbeat."

Hughie looks down at his friend.

"So, we doing this or not?"

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"Listen."

Hughie who walks a few meters behind Soldier Boy doesn't react. She clears her throat:" Listen, I am sorry about Butcher."

Y/N's voice is hardly above a whisper:" I know what it's like to lose family. I know the fucking pain that comes with that." She pauses and peeks over at Ben before she leans close to Hughie:" When we get to the cabin, grab that fucker, do your teleport shit and wake Butcher up. Okay?"

Now his eyes shift and he glares at her in turmoil: "Why- why are you encouraging me to do that?" "If someone would have helped me save Ben, gosh- Life could have been so sweet."

#angst #x reader #imagine #soldier boy x reader #soldier boy #homelander #homelander x reader #the boys imagine #the boys x reader #billy butcher #hughie campbell #soldier boy fic #the boys s3

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silver-wield · 1 month

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Final Fantasy VII Rebirth Review Chapter 6 & 7

Okay, this collection of posts will be filled with spoilers, including clips and screenshots, so if you don't wanna see things, then don't look. Some of the things I'm gonna highlight will include references to Remake and other sources to link with the overarching plot. This is a straight path playthrough with no sidequests or extra content.

Time to hit the beach!

But first we run into some friends. Johnny's been scammed into running a hovel of a hotel but he gives us rooms for free.

The whole Johnny bit was kinda much, but it could've been worse.

Literally can't go to the beach unless it's in the right clothes, so Cloud does a few fun activities to earn tickets and then joins sailor Barret. Boi gets in his feels over soldiers degrading and then it's time for a pov change.

As fun as all the other possible scenes are, I think this is the most plot relevant. Aerith and Red talk about the white materia, the whispers and what was stolen from her.

And then it's right back to the fun doing stuff to earn swimwear! Tifa gets to play her theme in a concert at one of the hotels and we hear how the original person ran off with their lover. You can find them both at the Cosmo Canyon hotel.

After everyone's changed, Cloud indirectly calls Tifa hot and there's some mild flustered flirting.

And then Hojo shows up. Honestly this still seems so freaking random having him lie on a lounger while girls fawn over his wrinkled skanky ass.

Eventually we hit a boss fight, and weirdly enough it's Yuffie and Johnny to the rescue!

After that comes some conversation where Tifa speaks the line in her profile.

After a night's sleep we meet Yuffie again and you can choose how to answer her a bit like her OG recruitment, but no matter what she's coming with.

And it's a trek up the mountain. Literally.

Aerith is the slowest. Literally.

The party splits into two. Yuffie, Barret and Tifa go first. Yuffie leaves drawings on the cliffs to direct us and tell us a lil story.

Yuffie winds up Barret, who yells at her and makes her cry. Tifa tells Barret off and makes him cry. They all make up and become good friends.

Anyway, while we're climbing we get a moment with Rufus, who tells off the board for letting Midgar get ruined and not stopping his crazy father from dropping the plate. The weapons are talked about briefly, but overall, Rufus has different priorities than his dad.

Then we get another interlude with Zack. Elmyra comes to take Aerith home, and Zack comes along with Cloud.

Then it's back to Mt Corel and Yuffie explains the interim government in Wutai and we see more hints about Glenn and his team.

They find a weapon in the reactor, then head to the bridge, which needs lowering. Cloud has a funny turn so it's left up to Yuffie, Tifa and Barret to do the thing.

Yuffie's level is mostly swinging and throwing her star at stuff, and culminates in a boss battle to protect three baby chocobos. There's a super cute part after where Tifa says the baby bird looks like Cloud but cute 🤭

We take a trip on a minecart with more throwing star and shooting things and reunite with the group at the bridge.

And in Corel, Barret finds a less than warm welcome.

Cloud has another funny turn. Sephiroth can't have Cloud feeling confident about Tifa having a scar, so distracts him when Tifa finds doc Sherain, who saved her life after Sephiroth's attack. He says someone from Shinra helped too, so maybe we'll find out in part three.

Barret gives us a brief history of Corel and the reactor and his part in it. We're heading into the start of one of the most emotional character arcs of the game.

If you don't cry over Barret's story you have no soul!

Honestly, Costa del Sol has always been filler material. And I seem to be saying that about a lot of chapters so far. Tbf Corel and the prison give us true meaty storytelling and Barret's arc has always been one of my faves and remains one of my faves. John nailed every line ❤️😭

#FF7Rebirth spoilers

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I have nothing to do this weekend so it is Catch Up On Rewatch time. We're up to Decomissioned!

I genuinely love that this episode begins a very long tradition of the batch making basically Zero goddamn money for Cid because they never accomplish the actual goal she sent them there for

I love the Grime of Ord Mantell so much

Like this? It is a fucking look.

"What if it was shiny" WHAT IF IT WAS GROSS AND COVERED IN DIRT AND RUST AND HAD SOME GUY SLEEPING ON IT?

The woman wandering into Cid's looked drunk already but Omega nearly shooting her in the face sobered her up REAL goddamn quick.

Bolo and Ketch are my beloved boys, crime uncles to go with the crime grandma for Omega. I don't know what their crimes actually are but look at them. They're definitely up to crimes.

This is just a sweet moment though, even if Omega is getting frustrated, everyone gathered around to watch her practice. She's not a natural but SHE'S LEARNING.

Cid: I assume you boys know what a tactical droid is?

Tech:

This is unsurprisingly one of my favorite moments he literally looks like he's going to explode when no one speaks up. IS NO ONE ELSE GOING TO TAKE THIS INCREDIBLY EASY QUESTION?

"You make money, I make money, and I watch your back." You fool. You will never get any money from these people.

CID WITH THE BOW IS HOT OKAY, I AM AN EASY MARK.

You know I'm surprised this facility doesn't sell the tactical droid modules themselves, like I'm sure it's imperial funded to get rid of all the separatist droids but come on, no one in the factory other than the Martez sisters is stealing these things?

BEING THE LOOKOUT WAS CROSSHAIR'S JOB. I'm sure Hunter loves getting that reminder of his Failure to keep his family together.

THE GIRLS ARE HERE <3

DON'T JUST STAND THERE. GRAB A WEAPON. "I had one >:T"

Omega was literally about to shoot Rafa at point blank range though like imagine her first kill was from about 2 feet away

SHOULD I HAVE LET THE DROID SHOOT YOU? Hunter has zero patience right now he is So Grouchy the instant Rafa opens her mouth

No worries just jump over the flaming pit of death Wrecker. Nothing bad can happen when you jump over the flaming pit of death.

LITERALLY STOLE THE DROID HEAD AND LEFT THE CHILD TRAPPED ON THE CONVEYOR BELT TO HELL.

God this moment with Wrecker's chip partially activating is so good.

Trace literally stops and realizes the child is going to be dumped into the slag and does NOTHING ABOUT IT FOR SO DAMN LONG. SHE COMES THROUGH IN THE END BUT GOD HOW LONG YOU GONNA STAND THERE?

I love them, they're disasters.

"Fine but I still don't like you." "I'M USED TO IT." This is very much like Hunter with Phee in season 2 he just gets so fucking cranky.

WRECKER HEARING "GOOD SOLDIERS FOLLOW ORDERS" IN CROSSHAIR'S VOICE IS SO FUCKING MUCH. Love this set up for next episode by which I mean I am horrified by it.

I'm easy, I find it hilarious when Echo makes a dad joke about their name.

THIS WILL HELP ME ACCESS THE PROGRAM. *TECH LITERALLY STABS THE DROID WITH SOME FORM OF SPIKE*

Honestly seeing Rafa again makes me remember those fake leaks when everyone was freaking the absolute fuck out over the idea that Rex/Rafa was going to be a thing in season 2 and honestly I still love the idea. I think that Rex falling for a garbage girl with thieving little raccoon hands is the funniest thing I've ever heard. He found a girlfriend in the dumpster.

Our first real push towards 'you can't just endlessly run away while doing it all for the money' from Trace. Again I am stuck on this, that you can't push for two seasons for the batch to actually stand up to the Empire and fight, to actually push back, and then have it turn out they should have just kept never getting involved anyway if they wanted to live. I'm chewing on the walls and the beams.

"in the end, we all choose sides" anyway this is why I think the very end of the show will be the batch together and actively choosing to go against the Empire, not because they're soldiers but because they're a family and they're fighting for each other. But unfortunately I don't think it will be as simple as retirement even if it's what they deserve, because of bits like this. At the very least, they're active in helping Rex get the other clones somewhere safe, even if they're not diving in to fight directly.

The way they hide who Rex is to make it look like the girls immediately turned on them doijsofd

SOON WE'RE GONNA HAVE REX THOUGH. THE BOY.

#the bad batch rewatch

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cbsghostsmetasandtrevor · 4 months

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CBS Ghosts - Viking Funeral - Let's Have An Election

Spoilers May Appear.

Pete sounds so exhausted, even as he does explain the situation.

But OMG "while I have a moment of lucidity" - OOOOH, Flower that's so damn sad.

Also, Where's Thor? He doesn't get a vote.

UH? OKay, How does this make sense - even as high as she is?

Sass is just like "alright - moment's over." Like aw.

LMAO. Hetty's just like "We're human beings, but my butler wasn't?"

I love how Trevor's chilling there, waits for Hetty to finish, and goes - let's just vote.

I wonder WHO the ghosts would've voted for at this point. And given the storyline with Hetty - would she have voted right now? It seems logical that she wouldn't.

Also Where's Thor? No vote for Thor?

I like how they're all like - yes, let's make this easy.

They all make some gesture of like "yup, let's do this" which is funny.

Until Isaac laughs. I wonder if he ASSUMED that he WOULDN'T get the vote - even though, I feel like he'd be the obvious choice (if not, Pete) due to his 'well, I am the captain' and since they HAVE accepted his leadership (when they feel like it), this makes sense for him to be the choice. So why make a big deal about it before they've voted?

Interesting, interesting.

Isaac makes this big speech about how long the process is with like debates and stuff because he knows damn straight that NONE of them want to sit through hours of debate just to vote the way they are going to vote anyway.

I do really like how Isaac is clearly just wanting to show off. The looks in that last Gif from Trevor and Alberta are great. :)

I like that Trevor's giving a look like 'what is going on now'.

Alberta's giving a look like 'Oh god, soldier boy at it again'.

Hetty and Pete look curious.

Sass looks over it, and things just got started.

LMAO - So Isaac was probably winning before he did this because he just makes a speech about the "long" process, then he wins in like two seconds.

So, his speech was pointless, no one even argues that they want this position at this point.

They're all like "yup that was easy."

I do love that they all make uplifting arm motions when they do that.

OOOOH Isaac. He clearly wanted an excuse to do one of their speech club days and make them listen to him.

It's almost cute.

Alberta's having none of this. It's hilarious.

Alberta surprises everyone by being like "I don't want the gig, but I don't want Isaac to have it."

She's just like - I'm running out of spite.

Isaac had what he wanted and ruined it and that's hilarious.

Sass looks impressed, even as Isaac points out that his part in democracy is stronger than Alberta's career as a singer.

BUT you don't have to be a politician in this case - it's just a representative situation - relaying requests from the ghosts to Sam. It's not like... you need to be a politician for that.

Still, Isaac is hilariously offended and I love it.

LOL - Isaac's like "I was there when this country was founded and stuff" and Alberta's like "Please, I didn't hear about you in No history books" (essentially).

LOL at Isaac claiming he was outside and they started early. OMG that is too funny.

Then claiming he invented democracy. I wonder if being dead so long allowed him to reinvent history in his head like with Hamilton.

Sass is living for this drama.

I love that he just adds this tidbit knowing it would also drive Isaac nuts.

At this point, Sass has lived with both of them for almost 100 years, and he knows they butt heads and he loves making things worse for drama, so it's hilarious.

Isaac is SO FUNNY. He's freaking out over everything and everyone's honestly in shock.

Hetty and Trevor's jaws are like on the floor as he does this little freakout. It's very fun.

I love how Isaac just like runs off all annoyed - dude, they might just vote Alberta because of that - that would have been fun.

Hetty looks confused - meanwhile Trevor and Sass are just excited for some entertainment.

I do love that they just sit and chat about how fun this will be.

thanks for reading :)

feel free to chat :)

#cbs ghosts #ghosts cbs #trevor lefkowitz #hetty woodstone #isaac higgintoot #alberta haynes #pete martino #Viking Funeral #sasappis #Flower

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rexsoka in the werewolf au

since my au is a modern with magic kinda thing the way I incorporate the war will be vague and convoluted. First of all it comes when Ahsoka turns 18 because we don't support child soldiers and stuff. for all intents and purposes, Rex is like 20 at that point. the politics behind it and whatever palps does isn't super important and frankly I don't feel like thinking about that bc it's too complicated and I only have so many braincells. what's important is that Anakin becomes a general (somehow. again, not concerned with the technicalities---though we are concerned about the mental stability of whoever decided that would be a good idea). Rex and the 501st consist of volunteers who are assigned under Anakin's command. Many of them are part of Rex's family somehow haha. he has a huge family.

anyway a few months into the war a lot of them are kidnapped and made into cindaku like I described in this post since palps is a warlock as we recall and wanted to play around with that weird dark magic and kriff. Rex and many of the boys return to the 501st after this horrifying episode, despite the option to be discharged. they are infuriated and even more inspired to continue fighting (having assumed that the perpetrator was working for the separatists). of course, the body horror n all that kinda freaks them out. they don't tell anyone what happened when they were POWs because a) it shouldn't be possible and b) they don't know who to trust. obviously they trust anakin but not to handle the situation gracefully and like fair. so they're trying to figure out how to control their supernatural sides (while palps is also trying to figure out how to control their supernatural sides) and at the same time they have a war to fight so it's pretty standard chaos.

then ahsoka enters the scene. She's 19 when she joins up because she went to an academy that guaranteed her a position as an officer instead of enlisting as soon as the war started so she's appointed as Anakin's commander. He has mixed feelings about it because that's his little sister and he's seen how brutal this war is and doesn't want it to hurt her at all but at the same time he knows she'll be great and he can't wait to see her in action and brag about what a cool person she is. He proudly introduces her to Rex and that's where the fun begins.

As soon as they step into the same room, the air tastes like ozone. their eyes lock, their hackles raise, and every nerve in their bodies screams danger enemy danger so they're totally on edge right off the bat and Anakin is just standing there with his hands on his hips glancing back and forth between them like is this sexual tension or?

it's not sexual tension. although they both have the subtle thought of oh no she's/he's hot floating in the back of their minds. It's just some classic dog/cat stand off that neither of them can place. and it's doubly disorienting because like rex is a golden retriever and Ahsoka is peak cat behavior. the reason Rex and the rest of the men didn't have this reaction to Anakin when they were rescued is because they already had a developed relationship with him before they were turned into shapeshifters and they had a pretty deep bond. plus also he was definitely the one to find and free them (with some help from obi-wan and friends because cody was also kidnapped) so their experiences override the innate instinct to view him as a hostile. They don't have this benefit when it comes to Ahsoka and I think that's hilarious.

instinctively they want to hate her so much. being in the same room as her is enough to set everyone on edge and make them super uncomfortable, which is really inconvenient because she has to give them orders and stuff. but they all come around quickly. they see that she genuinely cares for them, that she supports them whenever they need it, that she's willing to protect them with her life. They eventually overcome the persistent impression of something being not quite normal about her and learn to trust her the way they trust Anakin.

at the same time, they're assimilating each other into their found families, as they do. Domino twins have adopted her. there's no going back. Rex meanwhile rapidly starts to think of Ahsoka as his best friend. they have little in common---he's strict and professional while she's borderline feral and weirdly mystic---but the way they work is so seamless. she's so warm and caring, she's brave and confident, and always willing to listen, and a few times Rex thinks it might be okay to tell her what he really is. but there's a war going on; there's no time for that sort of drama. besides, it's not just his secret to share. it involves all his vode too, and he shouldn't make that call for everyone. but a guy can fantasize a little bit. not that he would. he's too focused and selfless for that 💀

lol this goes both ways tho. ahsoka says this is my bestie rex and introduces him to everyone like that. sorry barris. (barris understands. she has a bird's eye view and all the wherewithal to ship them to the nth degree). Ahsoka likes that rex is so firm and unflinching. he's super cool and kickbutt. he's also crazy smart, a mad strategist, and he's always commanding and collective which is way more than she can say for other guys her age, kriff. also he's hot. like that's definitely something to consider. she's contemplated biting him many times, or at least telling him that she's a wolf blood, but there's a war going on and she wouldn't put that on him when they have more important things to keep track of. she would never bite him without first explaining everything in detail because Anakin told her what happened when half the battalion was captured and Ahsoka could never bring herself to deprive Rex of his freedom in that way.

Ahsoka likes to compliment Rex on his incredible reflexes. whenever she does it around the rest of the men they all kind of just laugh nervously and give each other weird looks LOL 😭 one time Tup said Ahsoka smelled like wet dog because she walked into the tent and it was raining outside and Rex almost SKINNED that poor kitty even though she did omg I'm so funny what else? hmmm, Ahsoka found a jar of pickles in a town they passed through and was eating them as a snack and everyone got spooked by them before realizing they were pickles. She pulls one out of the jar in front of Rex and he jumps on top of the fridge. they stare at each other in disbelief for a solid few minutes. one time Rex got hit in the head with a stick that fell off a tree or something and in a fit of unchecked rage he yeeted it as hard as he could. Having just arrived on scene and clueless to the context, Ahsoka impulsively runs it down and brings it back. she grins and tells him that was fun. Rex's brain short circuits. Fives loans him a braincell. he throws the stick again. She brings it back again.

I think the reveal should happen in the middle of a battle because let's face it that's how they roll haha. the image in my mind right now is the classic Anakin and Ahsoka throwing Rex off the wall while it's exploding except he lands on his feet because he's a cat meanwhile anakin breaks his arm and dislocates both shoulders and Ahsoka is put into a coma. Up until that point Anakin and Ahsoka haven't been so badly injured that they couldn't heal within a day or two and easily hide from Kix and Coric or at least take care of each other, but now they're forced to see the medic for once and Kix doesn't know what to do with their weird biology he's just crying holding the test results like bro are you even human meanwhile Anakin is momentarily high on all the meds kix gave him and he's just babbling like "rex landed on his feet. he landed on his feet and didn't get hurt. rex landed. on his feet. on his feet oh force. we were thirty meters from the ground and there were explosions and he landed like a kriffing ballerina." and rex is just sitting outside sweating buckets like kriff kriff kriff i'm dead we're all dead because what he did shouldn't have been possible and he's just praying to the force that anakin and ahsoka won't remember. they do.

Ahsoka wakes up in a few hours which gives kix a flipping heart attack because she'd sustained a traumatic brain bleed then healed almost completely in less than a day and got up her same chipper self and turns to anakin who's chilling in the next cot over no longer high with both arms in slings looking very stupid (she takes the obligatory time to make fun of him for this) then just kinda raises her eyebrows like "so rex huh" he landed before they did so they had like two seconds to see him stick it before making contact.

They corner him after sneaking out of the medbay. Ahsoka apprehends him because Anakin still has those slings and can't really move 💀 then they both grill him about his impossible landing which may or may not have involved some sparkles (it was hard to tell with all the dust). they bring up every other instance where he performed just beyond the bounds of human capability, citing also his unusual bend towards catlike reactions and demand an explanation. he resists them for a surprisingly long time, still believing it's not his place to tell them, but eventually he breaks and spills everything. he's just so tired of keeping it secret, and they convince him that they'll keep it between themselves. He's somewhat ashamed that he caved and told them, feeling like he betrayed his brothers, but those feelings are pushed to the back of his mind when Ahsoka finally stops gaping at him and laughs out loud. "Well, I'm glad I didn't bite you." She snorts.

His brain is so fried this poor man. Anakin says they're werewolves. it makes too much sense for Rex to even ask for proof.

Cody and Obi-wan are observing this all from a distance nursing mild migraines because they told each other pretty much as soon as Cody and his vod'ike returned and actually have functional communication skills. They're just watching the 501st burn in chaos and are too weary to do anything except let it all happen.

#werewolf au #sw werewolf au #werewolf ahsoka tano #werewolf anakin skywalker #rexsoka #rexsoka au #cindaku #cindaku rex #nonhuman rex #captain rex #star wars au #star wars supernatural au #ahsoka tano #anakin skywalker #rex and ahsoka

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mega-ringsandthings-world · 5 months

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Ahh! Well that be glad for I also love talking about this au! And I have some many questions!

So Mihawk activates armament on their way out? Any chance, since he doesn’t know how armament works, he uses it in such a way that it’s like, well shit, I don’t know enough about armament to say that can't work, and then he does something fucking crazy with it? Like how Sanji lights himself on fire or Zoro creates several other body parts? Like it’s an extension of your will—why should it be limited when your ambition isn’t?

Thoughts on tattoos? The boys could get them to cover up scars or other forced tattoos or brands. Also, will Mihawk dress less exposed in this AU? Maybe in the beginning of their escape, slightly ashamed of his scars, a bit self-conscious or at people looking at his body, developed body dysphoria from all the torture--the scars could trigger memories maybe? Maybe as they heal more slowly, he starts to stop covering up as much as he does? I don't know. Shanks would be just as much of a disaster when it comes to clothes as his older counterpart, and you know, for those first few years of freedom and being able to wear whatever they want, they'd either A. Freak out over all the choices now that they have them. Or B. Wear some of the most outlandish stuff, which from One Piece probably makes everyone shrug and go, "Yeah, they can slaughter a whole Marine base without breaking a sweat; we don’t give a shit what they wear." I still want to write/draw Shanks clothes covered in Mihawks embroidery projects though.

Oh yeah, wanna bet about how absolutely terrifying and confusing freedom is for them once they get out? For two years, they had a routine, had their life structured, and even if it was horrible, it was a predictable type of horrible. Do you think they sometimes lie awake at night wishing they could go back and then hating themselves for thinking it? And are absolutely confused with stuff like shopping and human interaction that’s beyond fighting, faked complacency, and/or trauma-bound?

Do they freak out grocery shopping and walking in a crowd? Does Mihawk forget how to act human, and all the refined intricacies that are no longer muscle memory? Does Shanks refuse to talk to anybody who isn’t Mihawk for a good long while? Like if he talked to anyone else, it was probably interrogation or something worse? Are they confused by normal everyday things that they used to understand, but now it just doesn't make sense? Do they do things in public or around people that were fine when captured but are completely faux pas or uncomfortable to see in public?

Anyway, healing sucks, and learning to rejoin society and not try to kill everyone who so much as looks at you wrong will probably take a long time for them, like a soldier rejoining from the army or an inmate getting out of prison. And I've read and watched a lot of interviews from soldiers and former prisoners, and one of the things you can spot after you get out is another prisoner or soldier. Do you think the Loguetown kidnapped can just spot each other across a crowded room? Can they just look and go, "Yeah, them. I know that general vibe?"

Are their conversations then from their perspective reminiscing while everyone else is like, "Uhh, that's torture, you all were tortured? And your wistfully looking off into the sunset thinking about it?”

Like a conversation can go— "And man, food, Oda Christ! When we first got out and I had a peach again, I thought I'd fucking die, man. But then, sometimes, it's like the food is too much? You know what I mean? Like too much flavor and color and choices and health and shit? Like, we can't just eat chocolate all the time, and while gruel was disgusting, it at least kept us in top shape, ya know?"

"Oh my god, man, I totally get it. Sometimes I'll just be sitting, wondering why I'm hungry, and then remember, 'Oh yeah, I actually have to make my food now,' and like, food is just so much, man. I miss the gruel sometimes." And everyone, like staring at them, talking about getting their teeth pulled out like it was the good old times and not deeply horrifying.

Keep 'em coming, lol! Both Mihawk and Shanks discover their full haki while escaping/shortly after escaping. There's some amount of discourse on this, but I'm planning for Mihawk to use his Armament haki to turn Yoru black. Or more black. Haki (and armament haki's black color )wasn't a thing yet when Yoru was shown to be black, so Yoru is technically a black blade with no influence of haki, but shhhh, I do what I want. We also know Yoru is one of the twelve supreme grade blades, among which Roger's blade, Ace, is one of, so a big thing is that Mihawk takes Yoru from the marines, because Marines had rounded up as many of the twelve blades as they could. As far as doing improbable feats with Armament Haki, Mihawk does, because at that point, he's desperate enough to. And so does Shanks with his. And while we're peaking of tattoos...armament-black imprints from Mihawk grabbing Shanks to protect him, anyone? (Yes, I know that's not how it works. I can get a pass here.) Tattoos are always a draw. What they'd actually be of is really interesting to think about. I think they'd dress as close as possible to the way they did before their capture, because it's a way of maintaining control/grasping at their former selves. But of course, there will be be the aspect of a security blanket, so while the style remains the same, their clothes become armor. (Mihawk does wear high-collared vampire shirts for quite a while, though. And he won't be found without his coat.) They'll be more structured and ornate, meant to project status and stop people dead in their tracks. i.e Mihawk gets his hat, his coats are fully embroidered and embossed/beaded and have gold hardwear, he wears gold jewellery. Shanks takes to wearing long heavy leather cloaks he can wrap himself fully in, flowing red silk sashes. Silk shirts too. Real shoes. Mihawk embroiders everything of his. All those patterns canon Shanks wears? Loguetown Shanks wears Mihawk's patterns. Dripping bloody red flowers and gold filigree everywhere. Oh, it would be. During the times when they are fighting/unable to be around each other because of their recovery, they would think that. Too, they both secretly expected the other to be the one who would survive. They'd never thought it probable that they'd both be free again. And now they are, and they are dealing with it, and they can't. pt.2 coming up

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I posted 334 times in 2022

That's 334 more posts than 2021!

13 posts created (4%)

321 posts reblogged (96%)

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I tagged 12 of my posts in 2022

#kpop - 6 posts

#haechan - 3 posts

#nct - 3 posts

#renjun - 3 posts

#jaemin - 3 posts

#chenle - 3 posts

#kinnporsche - 3 posts

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#taeyong - 2 posts

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Longest Tag: 91 characters

#i just know the one of them is kidnapped out of nowhere and they fall in love for no reason

My Top Posts in 2022:

Okay, I didn't know it was possible but, I just fell in love with Seventeen... AGAIN!!

FOR GOD'S SAKE, THEY ARE ALREADY MY ULT. WHAT MORE THEY WANT FROM ME???!!

I WILL GIVE EVERYTHING FOR THEM ANYWAY

Everyone looks SOOO GOOD this era. MINGHAO????!!!!!!! DK???!!! SCOUPS LONG HAIR??!!! LIKE.... OMG. HELP.

I was down the hole day and now, I'm so happy. This is the effect Seventeen has on me. Thank you boys, for everything 😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Is it possible to be bias wrecked by your own bias??!!

LEE TAEYONG, GO EASY ON ME BOY!

I'M YOUR WEAKEST SOLDIER 🥵🥵🥵

and the plaque behind does say "caution"...

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I must say: wow. WHAT A MENTAL BREAKDOWN I HAD KINNPORSCHE. THANK YOU 😭😭😭😭

VegasPete BREAKING ME DOWN WITH THEN... I can't... How am I going to survive now??

I was getting really mad thinking that Vegas died, I was like "What? Really? Don't do this to me production crew. Please don't...", but, after that post credits scene... I forgive you for everything 🤣🤣🤣

IT WAS SO FREAKING CUTE. OMG... I can't even talk about how much I loved that scene. Macau being cute with his brother, oh my God. And I can't stop thinking about the conversations that Macau and Pete had while Vegas was sleeping. That "That was fast" from Macau, got me thinking they plotted making Vegas act cute AND I LOVED IT 😭😭😭😭

Also, so sad we didn't get a proper ending to KimChay🥺🥺🥺

But... THAT SCENE OF KIM PROTECTING CHAY🥵🥵🥵🥵 AS IF I WASN'T ALREADY IN LOVE WITH JEFF ENOUGH🤣🤣🤣

I couldn't stop smiling and giggling the whole scene🤣🤣🙈🙈🙈

There's still so many things to unveil. I really hope to get a second season 🥺🥺

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~BL/GL TAG GAME~

I was tagged by @wanderlust-in-my-soul 😍

Your all time favorite bl character and why?

Wow, there are some.

I have to say Intouch (UWMA) because I love his determination. He says "That boy is gonna be mine" and he gets the boy. I love him for it.

Also Ram (My Engineer) because I loove his personality. I see myself in him a little bit. He only talks to who he wants to and when he wants and I think that's so funny🤣. He also love animals and is afraid of kids just like me so.. 🤣🤣

What’s your one character from a bl you wanted to punt into the stratosphere (you only get one so choose wisely).

Humm... I know that I should choose only one but, Korn and Intouch's (UWMA) fathers for OBVIOUS reasons🤬

Or Llong (TharnType) because, Tharn and Type are toxic to each other A LOT, but, Llong was going to KILL Type if their friends didn't stopped him and, he literally hire some guys to RAPE a completely innocent person just because he was dating Tharn.

The best music moment from a bl.

I guess, Sarawat (2gether) singing "Tine" in the last episode. Or Korn and Win (Cupid's Last Wish) COMPLETELY high singing and dancing like they were recording a MV in the middle of nowhere 🤣🤣

What’s a popular heterosexual text that you would like to see adapted into a bl/gl?

I would love to see a BL version of Boys Over Flowers (or F4 Thailand, or Meteor Garden. You get it). Not exactly a "text" but, I thought about it while seeing F4 Thailand on air "It's always the same. It would be amazing if it ended up being a BL in the end" 🤣🤣🤣

A scene from a bl that always makes you laugh.

The last RamKing (My Engineer) scene where King thinks Ram was drunk and didn't remember their kiss, but Ram didn't drink at all🤣🤣

Also, that one when Saifah and Zon (Why R U?) wakes up cuddling to it other and Zon starts saying nonsense like "Did you used condom? Am I gonna get pregnant?" 🤣🤣🤣 I Love this scene🤣🤣

Biggest disappointment.

Enchanté. The first episode was really cute, but then, I don't know what happened. I loved the whole "Find the Enchanté" thing just to be the own Theo who wrote it because he wanted Akk's attention... And that last episode, what was that? Out of nowhere, after doing all that book scene to get Akk, he's leaving just like that?! And Akk's sister saying those things to him??? That's her way of helping?? Really disappointed.

And I have to mention Cutie Pie. It's not bad, but I guess I waited too much for too long. Since the first announcement that Zee was going to be in a new BL, I was sooo hyped, but when I finally watched it, it didn't get me. Still going to watch it anyway because I love the actors and I loved the other couples, but I got really lazy, unfortunately🥺🥺

What two random bl/gl characters would make hilarious exes?

I have no idea 🤣🤣🤣🙈🙈

But I thought about a conversation of Fiat (Don't Say No), Jang Jaeyoung (Semantic Error) and Nuea, Kaeng and Team (Y Destiny), they would count bodies all day 🤣🤣🤣

Who would be the funniest person to person to watch a bl in its entirety and which one would you make them watch.

A lot of people finds it weird but, I always watch BL with my mom🤣🤣 She's is best person to watch it with. She loves anything I choose to so🤣🤣

I also would love to watch Cherry Blossom After Winter with @wanderlust-in-my-soul it would be perfect 😍😍

Best wardrobe moment/or character wardrobe from a bl.

I love the red suit Fiat (Don't Say No) wears for the party in the end. That entrance with the twins (who are really cute too) behind him, wow😍😍

And I guess Kinn's (KinnPorsche) whole wardrobe too. That man knows how to wear a suit, as he should cause, wow, he's GORGEOUS in those suits🤤

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My #1 post of 2022

Okay, I just want to put it out what I'm feeling right now after EP13, but I'm going to focus only on PeteVegas because, too much happened in this episode.

First of all, I just need to leave something very clear here: I didn't knew anything about the novel before watching the series so, I was really blind and didn't know what to expect. That being said, let's move on.

I still don't know what I feel when I think about them. I started watching KinnPorsche BECAUSE of VegasPete, I wanted to see them together. Them Pete got captured and I realized the road that they would go.

I'm completely biased by Bible, so I didn't imagine that I would HATE his character. And I did. For a moment. Now I'm... Confused cause at the same time I want to kill him, I want to protect him ("At the same time I wanna hug you, I wanna wrap my hands around your neck - P!nk")

Something I'm really enjoying is to see how everyone interpret their relationship differently, that's amazing. So I want to leave here what I think they have.

I don't think it Love. I don't think it's anything really rational. I think they developed a toxic emotional support that they crave above anything else. I genuinely think they can't live without each other anymore because of this bounding. Vegas gets better because of Pete, but also he can reach his peak of destruction for Pete too. The same for Pete. He has a pure heart even after everything he did and have been through, but he fakes smiles and happiness too much. With Vegas, he can show the evil part of himself without being judged of anything. They are literally like Yin and Yang. They need each other for balance. Pete needs Vegas to be mean, and Vegas needs Pete to be good.

It's not love, it's balance. They both know what they are doing it's wrong, but still want it ("Mama, I'm in love with a criminal and this type of love, it's not rational, it's phisical - Britney")

Also, the scene where Pete was "eating" the ramyeon and breaks down crying, wow. I also saw a lot of people saying different things about it and, one of the things people said was that his friends and people o cares about him are around him but he is still left alone. I don't think the others left him alone just like that. He's visible hurt, both, inside and out, holding tears all the time... I would give him some time too. And, he may have asked to be alone for a while cause, Khul would talk to much, ask too much, and he's not in a good shape for all Khul's presence at that moment, you know?

And when he touches where the handcuffs were, his chest and neck where Vegas touched, I really think he was missing him, but his crying because he don't want to miss Vegas. Crying because because he knows it's wrong and unhealthy, but he's still worried, maybe even not for himself but for what Vegas may do without him. He can't control him if he's not near him. I guess it's obvious now that Vegas don't control Pete, Pete controls him.

And one last thing, yes, they can't kill each other because, like I said, they balance one another. If one of them dies, the other will crumble. If they hurt each other, they hurt themselves. That's why I think Pete couldn't pull the trigger and Vegas couldn't stab Pete.

All of this is just how I feel about them, how I read them myself.

I love seeing the other ways they are being read so, if you want to talk more about them or other couple, even other series, I will gladly talk to you. 🥰🥰

And I need to say, shout out to the whole KinnPorsche's crew cause I'm really impressed by this series 😍😍

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echoing-oursong · 1 year

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Character ask meme! Both Sam Winchester and Steve Harrington for 1, 2, 6, 15, 18?

Steve Harrington:

: favorite thing (s) about this character

Where to even begin? Lol. He’s just so sweet and kind to people. He loves the people that are his family and friends and he would do anything for them. He just cares so deeply about the people that he loves. And he’s just so sweet with kids while also being annoying about it lol. But also I love how he’s just able to be their friend and he’s so sweet. I love how he uses humor to get his friends to laugh and how he just wants to make them laugh and feel happy when they’re constantly surrounded by misery. I also love his bitchy moments and how he is very judgmental. And I love his sass and the way he’s a fucking badass without even meaning too. I just love everything about him! I also love how self aware he is in how he’s feeling - I mean he pushes it down but that’s a whole other reason but he knows what he’s feeling and just idk I love it lol.

2: what song (s) remind you of this character

Don’t blame me by Taylor Swift

Lovely by Lauren Babic (it’s a cover of Billie elish’s song but I love this cover a lot)

I wanna get better by Against the Current and the ready set (also a cover but I love this one)

A million pieces by point north

Funeral home by yours truly

6: fav thing the character has said

I’m stealthy like a ninja - ngl I just think it’s so funny and I love how he thinks of himself as a ninja , it’s so cute and sweet

15: fav line of theirs

I just want to help - this is just god this is who Steve is, this quote perfectly goes with his character arc and who he is as a person and it just means so much to me

18: what’s something you associate with this character

The color yellow mainly cuz of his sweater this season but also cuz yellow just radiated sunlight and happy energy which Steve is. Also huge cuz he fr looks like he’s the best at hugs. Also using hands to talk- when talking constantly moving hands

Sam Winchester

1: where to begin? Lol. Sam is just so fucking sweet and cares about everyone in his life. He legit has put himself on the line for people he doesn’t even know like he just fucking cares so much. His beliefs are something that I fucking love where he talks about how it isn’t what someone is but the actions that the person takes. And it’s just dibxjdhdb. I love how fucking smart Sam is like he was going to go to law school and got a 174 (I believe) on his SAT scores. However, on the flip side I also love how fucking reckless and dumb he can be. He fr told Dean that he wasn’t sure one of his plans would work out when dean’s life was on line (he said it after Dean was safe and this was in season 1 lol). I love how he said the exorcism backwards to get demons out of bodies and he wasn’t even sure if it would work! Like please he’s so smart but so many of his plans he doesn’t even know if it would work and for some reason I find that so endearing. Sam is a fucking badass and strong as hell! I can’t go without saying this simply because he’s just a fucking badass - I mean he took on Lucifer and got out of his possession all because he remembered a memory in the iconic ending of season 5! It’s just god Sam is so strong emotionally and physically. It’s just so I get feelings about this. I just love this boy so much! ❤️

2: okay so this is so basic but it does describe him~ welcome to my life by simple plan

Soldier, Poet, King by The Oh Hellos

Gasoline by Halsey

Let me down slowly by Alex Benjamin

6: what kind of house doesn’t have salt? Low sodium freaks!

I have no idea what it is but this quote is just something that I love and please it’s so fucking funny 😂 like he’s in the middle of a life or death situation and all he can think of is to be judgmental and just dunk on the people in that house

15: This is so fuckkng hard for me lol especiallt cuz so have 15 seasons worth of content to think about. But anyway I picked a longer line:

I’ve got demon blood in me, Dean. This disease pumping through veins and I can’t ever rip it out or scrub it clean. I’m a whole new level of freak! And I’m just trying to take this this curse ms make something good out if it. Because I have to.

Gos it’s just - it’s just it says so much about what he thinks of himself bht it also says so much about who is he is. He’s just trying to make something good out of something that was/seen as bad and it’s just- it gives me so many feelings.

18: dogs- look Sam loves dogs and of course we have Sam’s iconic puppy eyes in general that he does. Sam was always the dog person and he just loves dogs. He legit ran away from home one time when he was young and adopted a dog. Also of course we have the iconic purple dog shirt that he wears so I associate Sam with dogs. (other rant lol but I’m still pissed that Dean was the one who looked after miracle after they already established that Sam loves dogs)

#answered asks #longer one lol #thanks so much for this!

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lizzie-is-here · 2 years

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colorguard! reader x peter parker

summary: an entirely self-indulgent piece for myself bc i have to be at my school by 4:15 and get on a bus for 5 fucking hours

wordcount: 750

warnings: cussing, mentions of racism and homophobia, my saber cut me one time and now i hold a grudge against it

• for those who don’t know what colorguard is, it’s this:

ah pls look at those rotations! those are 7s or 8s y’all😩

low key think i’ve been to that arena

drama🥵

• ok assuming ur in high school, this is also kinda gonna be peter parker x reader

• idk ab other schools’ guards but literally my whole guard is fruity

• we love

• anyway

• you’ve been friends with peter for a while, and he had called you in a panic when he got bitten by the spider at oscorp.

• aka, you had to help him make the first spider-man suit. neither of you could really sew and you honestly want to forget about the shabby costume.

• you convinced him to join marching band, even if he did choose saxophone (slightly to your dismay, you’d love to see him in guard, or god forbid, drumline).

• band camp nearly killed that boy, leading to you making many jokes about how, even after gaining superpowers, he was still laying on the field dying after a run-through.

• he attends every winterguard competition, much to your director’s joy. directors take any excuse for extra help.

• when he joins the avengers, he stays in marching band for you 🥺

• peter brings you to meet them, and you’re literally in awe. they don’t think you’re weird or nerdy for it, instead they ask if they can come when marching season comes around.

• nat helping teach you ballet and gymnastics so you can get that dance solo babe

• making them attend a DCI performance and screaming for blue devils bc iconic. my first blue devils show i saw was ghost light and it’s still in my heart.

• them coming to a friends and family performance at the end of band camp

• making the super soldiers try to toss your equipment and wanting to fucking scream because once he gets decent, bucky can toss elevens on rifle with only half preps🤠

• tony as a band parent pls 😩

• the team cheering you on at state and literally jumping down bleachers to hug you both.

• not to brag but my band won state this year and omg fucking surreal. literally froze my nips off bc we didn’t have sleeves on our costumes in the middle of goddamn november but fun anyway.

• them at winterguard comps? almost embarrassing bc they’re screaming when you pull the tarp out.

• consoling u if the outfits are ugly

• if u have any solos it’s over hon they’re hyping u up big time

• WGI slapping every time. this year’s lexis winterguard show is bussin bussin y’all look them up they’re hot

• anyway have some fun scenarios that have happened to me:

• slamming into a fucking metal pole in the parking lot bc i couldn’t see over the goddamn flags

• it rained on us during warmup and our flags were soggy af. still got first tho

• swarming a mcdonald’s at 5 am with the winterguard

• going batshit for a ziploc bag half full of grapes

• breaking multiple lights in the gym because ‘oops didn’t think i could toss that high’

• trying a trick toss at practice and everyone going crazy when you catch

• showing off when another school group walks by (our track team practices at the same time and close by)

• cutting ur freaking hand open with the saber because the tape is too scratchy

• honestly f saber line it’s literally just pinch pinch like bitch i’m not a crab

• we get m&ms instead of trophies for the winter competitions, so literally going feral for the family size bag

• wind and flag work🤮

• exchanges looking sexy as hell. i have a duet suicide (a double exchange) with a friend this season and i nearly kill him every time but the crowd likes it sooo

• crying because your rifle has a crack but buying a new one and adjusting to the weight is a shit time

• fighting the winds bc 90% of ours are racist or homophobic 🙄 literally don’t associate w them

• guard cuddle-piles

• our band does separate breakfasts for each section the morning of the first comp, and we exchange gifts.

• no matter how much you complain, staying for your friends who are more like family

• anyway back to fanfic stuff

• peter asking you out at a competition and sneaking to sit with him on the bus

• sorta-cringey-super-cute hand holding at comps

• him being buff and being able to lift you with ease, leading to partner choreo

• packing snacks for each other bc couples that steal each other’s food stay together

• even if there is a no-pda rule, he’ll kiss you in the middle of the gym or field after every awards ceremony, whether you win or not. he’s proud either way and you feel the same.

#marvel #avengers x reader #marvel x reader #x reader #tony stark #natasha romanoff #bucky barnes #peter parker #peter parker x reader #peter x reader #color guard #winter guard

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volleychumps · 4 years

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hi! just dropping in to say i love your writing! if it’s not too much, could you possibly write a fluffy scenario or hc where you hold hands for the first time with any of the hq boys of your choice and you both are super flustered yet happy? 👉👈 thank you 🥺

AIGHT CAFFEINE DON’T FAIL ME NOW.

First Time Holding Hands (w/ Sugawara, Iwaizumi, Yamaguchi, and Akaashi)

Warning(s): none

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Sugawara

-“Why are you so far away?” “...What? Who is?”

- glances back with an easy smile on his face at you, tilting his head slightly as you pretend like you don’t know what he’s talking about

- chuckles lightly before fake-pouting, overdramatically sighing with a hand rested over his heart

- “My cute girlfriend doesn’t even want me to walk her home from school-” “You know that’s not it!!!”

- Loves seeing you flustered, but lightens up the teasing because he knows how easily worked up you get

- “It’s fine. I’m used to not being loved.”

- smile grows when you huff, bashfully catch up to him in a few long strides, walking alongside him with heat in your cheeks

- “Happy?” you mumble, heart beating out of control as his eyes close with a wide grin at your question

- grabs your bag strap before you can walk any further, slowly taking it away from you to shoulder it onto his own as you blink in confusion

- he would never say it but he was kind of freaking out too

- slips his hand into yours gently, feeling you stiffen before relaxing, making him just cherish you in that moment as you blink owlishly at him in the setting sun

- your hand was so warm how cute

- kisses your knuckle to top it off, knowing your fuse was about to bust eventually out of embarrassment

- walks along casually, pocketing your hand in his jacket pocket while winking at you as he tugs you along

- “Much.” “I hate you!”

Iwaizumi

- “Dude you haven’t even-” “Shut up.”

- glares at a giggling Hanamaki and Matsukawa as Iwaizumi bites into his curry bun a bit more violently than usual

- “Ooooh want me to help you practice-” “Don’t come near me, shittykawa.”

- to be honest you both were really awkward when it came to this kind of stuff, because being in a new relationship from being best friends had different kind of boundaries

- “Look. I’ll show you.” “Oikawa, uh, maybe you shouldn’t-”

- is half-expecting Oikawa to grab his hand anyways, but instead the brunette is strolling his way over to you across the lunch room

- “Oh he is not-” “I think he is!”

- gaze hardens immediately when your other best friend approaches you, Oikawa talking to you with a bright grin on his face as you listen on in slight confusion

- so when he watches Oikawa raises his palm up, seeming to ask you to compare hand-sizes, he’s borderline seething

- Hanamaki and Matsukawa both have their hands covered over their mouths laughing like this isn’t happening

- stands up immediately when you hesitantly raise your hand up to meet Oikawa’s, allowing him to interlace your fingers-

- “Hajime?!” ignores you as he casually throws you over his shoulder, making sure to keep your skirt down and away from prying eyes as Oikawa pales on the spot

- “I’ll deal with you later.” As he ignores Oikawa’s soldier-salute with a terrified look in his eyes, walking out into an empty hallway as you amusedly glance down at your boyfriend

- “So you say you don’t get jealous-” “Shush. You’re not off the hook either.”

- rolls his eyes at your giggles as you lean against the hallway when he finally sets you down, looking up with a grin at your boyfriend

- “Something you needed?” “....Hand.”

- sighs as if he’s annoyed when you blink in confusion, looking off in the other direction before holding his hand out

- “...just...give me your hand, will you?” “Iwa, we’ve been holding hands since we were kids...”

- Ignores your giggles as you take his hand in yours, feeling a completely different feeling overwhelm him when he realizes he’s holding your hand as your boyfriend

- just kind of stands there, tracing his thumbs along the lines of your hand before his cheeks begin to darken

- “You can let go if you want-” “No.”

- Tightens his hold, pulling you into him as you melt into his embrace, smiling into his shoulder as he mumbles into your hair, hands finding your waist

- “...let’s just stay like this awhile.” “Tooru really got to you, didn’t he-?” “Don’t say his name.”

Yamaguchi

- First date with this baby boy means he’s probably a nervous wreck the whole time, tbh

- probably trying to hold your hand the whole time, but can’t work up enough courage because he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable :(

- No for real he tried during the movie but you thought he wanted some popcorn, so instead of your hand he got buttery fingers so he definitely could not hold your hand

- “You could’ve just said so, Yama!” “Haha yeah. M-My mistake.”

- Lord help this boy

- but when you were at the cafe, sitting side by side in a booth as you talk about the movie, you begin nodding off sleepily

- “Are you tired?! I can take you home right...now...” trails off when you plop your head down onto his shoulder, humming that you were fine before beginning to play with his finger tips absent-mindedly

- Eyes widen and he stiffens like a board before you feel it, and you giggle a bit nervously before straightening

- “Sorry, I...didn’t mean to make this weird. I’m gonna grab a hot chocolate and we can go, alright?”

- doesn’t answer as you slip out of the booth, a feeling of disappointment settling in both your stomachs before Yamaguchi swallows back his nervousness, slipping out after you a few minutes after when you have your beverage

- walks quietly behind you as he tries to find the right moment, eyes widening when he sees you yelp at how close a car was coming alongside the road of the sidewalk

- “Come here.” as he pulls you softly by the shoulder and hand, switching you to his other side

- “I’ll walk by the r-road...” breath catches in his throat when you smile, tightening your hold on his hand as he feels his chest finally relax

- “Tadashi your hand is on fire.” “D-Did you have to say something about it?!”

Akaashi

- he thought it was cute that you were shy

- but he draws the line when you’re literally physically affectionate with everyone but him

- “Uh, I don’t know man, maybe it’s because you’re her boyfriend?” Konoha tilts his head as you quite literally let Bokuto give you a bear hug in the background

- isn’t the type to get annoyed easily, but when you’re willing to hug Bokuto more than him, he feels a lick of fiery irritation in his stomach

- “...so I’m guessing you haven’t kissed her yet-” “Konoha, please stop talking.”

- literally is so smart but cannot comprehend why you always walk a good three feet behind him, or shy away from his motions to hold you

- gets so upset about it he asks Bokuto for help

- desperate times call for desperate measures

- so that’s how you end up confusedly following Bokuto’s directions to Akaashi, and you shyly peek your head into the boy’s locker room just as Akaashi is shrugging his jacket on

- “Ready to go home?” “Mhm.”

- the original plan was to be a “man” and just grab your hand while cornering you against the lockers, flustering you until you tell him the truth-

- but come on this is Akaashi Keiji, gentleman of the century

- backs out of it with a light sigh, smiling a gentle smile at you before nodding his head slightly, walking up to you carefully as you begin to fidget nervously

- “...My sleeve.” “H-Huh?”

- clears his throat, looking away before turning around

- “It’s okay if you’re uncomfortable for now, but how about holding my sleeve to start? That’s only if you’re okay with it, of course.”

- breathes through a heavy beat of silence before a warm feeling encases his hand, and he glances back at you in shock

- “I just...um, really like you, so I kind of freak out because you’re just so...perfect? Is that the right word?”

- smiles at your rambling before shaking his head lightly, turning to face you fully as his blue eyes look into yours lovingly

- “...May I?” “Y-yes...?”

- slowly keeps his hand in yours while the other cups your face, slender fingers gliding through your hair as you will yourself to stay still along with your heart beat

- kisses you on the forehead as if you were fragile, and you tremble a little, prompting him to pull back with a gentle look

- “We’ll take it as slow as you want, at whatever pace you want, okay?” as he traces your cheeks, watching a soft smile pass your face before his tone hardens

- “Just no more hugging Bokuto. I swear I can give better hugs than him.” “...’Kaashi, you’re so cute.”

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phoenixyfriend · 3 years

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oh man, in the suddenly a/b/o verse, does obi-wan and/or anakin have to give, like "welcome to warfare 101 here's how not to die or kill your men" lessons to the temple? is anyone like 'glad you're here, sort of freaked out by how good at war you are, you wanna...unpack that any...?' (is medilia/daan a thing and does obi-wan have to be like 'haha childhood trauma :) :) :) please don't ask questions:) :) :)')

Context: Original Post, Chrono

Oh yeah, absolutely they have to give lessons on tactics and strategy to everyone. They have maybe a year to get ready for it all, with the sabotage they run on the droid factories. Anakin and Obi-Wan being Better At War because of their experiences is a running thing I have in time-travel fics, and it's useful because wow they want to save as many Jedi and clones and civilians as possible, (and the admirals and other natborn non-Jedi officers, I guess), but it's especially fun in this one because everyone expects them to "be omegas about it."

Which is absolute bullshit, obviously, even in-universe, but especially for the two fuckers who know what they're doing.

So what you've got is two genuinely competent individuals who know strategy and tactics, negotiation and logistics, the types of soldiers they've got and the type of technology they'll be using, all of it. They have differing, complementary specialties, and work extraordinarily well as a two-man unit. They are two of the only people in existence that know how to fight a war that's larger than a single system. They understand galactic warfare in a way even Yoda doesn't, because even Yoda wasn't alive when the last one happened. There are a few Legends characters who were (e.g. Master Fay), but few if any of them are actually ready for a war, and it's been a thousand years. They've had time to forget, and I'm sure they've tried.

You know, for trauma reasons.

For Anakin and Obi-Wan, it was yesterday. Hell, they showed up covered in (mostly) someone else's blood. These boys know war, and they know it well. Obi-Wan's got an expert grasp on large-scale strategy and politics, and Anakin is a powerful precision tool for strike team ops. Most jedi are, but again, none of them really know war.

So once they've confirmed that a war is coming, once they know a droid army is being built and a clone army is being trained, then they need people to be ready for it. They can't just share this information with the public--they are unfortunately aware that they have no idea who the Sith Lord is, and they can't tip their hand too early (namely, that they know a lot of the coming twists, like 'there's a fucking Zillo Beast' and 'Dooku's in charge of the enemy' and 'whatever the fuck Ventress has going on' and 'these are the fancy new weapons they're going to premiere, and probably when'), and admitting to the coming war would probably put some kind of power into the hands of whichever Sith is in the Senate!

Anakin: Shouldn't we at least tell the Chancellor? Obi-Wan: He's not your friend here, and since he's not Force-Sensitive... I don't think he'd necessarily believe us, or our experiences. Anakin, bummed out and completely unaware of how narrowly they just dodged a Sith-shaped missile: Oh, right.

ANYWAY yes, they do secretly need to make sure their 'new' friends are ready for war, because if they aren't ready, they're going to die! Probably. And their soldiers are going to die. Definitely.

So many people are going to die if you folks don't take this seriously.

I think it would be interesting if they ran hypothetical battle scenarios against each other, and Anakin regularly wins things with the Weirdest Fucking Tactics because of course he does, while Obi-Wan has very sensible tactics with One Weird Thing that nets him the win just when you think you're about to succeed.

Also a lot of their advice boils down to 'listen to your clone commanders; you might be in charge, but they've spent literally their entire lives learning how to be good at war. The Force is good, but their training isn't there to be dismissed. When in doubt, let them make the plans, and then ask the Force to tell you where the biggest risks and weaknesses are.'

Just. Just trust the clones.

Trust your clones.

Melida/Daan happened but not quite like in the JA books, because the more I hear about the books by that author, the more I realize the issue isn't necessarily Qui-Gon being bad at childcare so much as... the author... being bad at writing childcare...

Obi-Wan definitely still has a lot of trauma about it, it's just a lot less 'Qui-Gon being so astoundingly neglectful that you want to throw him off a bridge, holy shit.'

#star wars #time travel #the clone wars #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi #star wars clones #SW Suddenly Omegaverse #omegaverse #Phoenix Answers Asks

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study-coffee-chicago · 3 years

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Seasons of PD: Season 7: Don’t You Ever Do That Again, You Hear Me? (A Halstead Brothers + Halstead Sister! Imagine)

A/N: There are mentions of B1ack Liv3s M4tter (apparently this ended up in that tag, so I changed the wording, so hopefully it’s not there anymore) in regards to peaceful protests in this. And there are mentions of counter-protesters causing riots. I tried my best to portray this as professionally as possible with Y/N's views, Kevin's views, and Jay's views. I did not try to offend anyone at all and I'm very sorry if I did.

Also, I don't know if one part counts as threat of sexual coercion, but I'm fairly certain that's what it's called, so trigger warning for that.

Your age: 18

Jay's age: 32

Will's age: 34

"I get that it's important to you, but I'm not letting you go!" Jay argued as you stood across from him in a screaming match.

"Why? Because You don't believe the same things as me because you haven't met a bad cop? Because you fought for this country and know people who died for it?" you yelled back.

"Yes, me being a cop and a soldier obviously has something to do with this! But I'm also trying to keep you safe! They turn into riots!"

"You do know that's not the Black Lives Matter protesters who start them, right? They're peaceful. Counter-protesting assholes come and start things to give peaceful protesters a bad image!"

"I don't want you to get hurt if something happens! Tear gas hurts, kid. I don't want you to come home with burning eyes and the possibility of going blind and tell me I'm right. I'm trying to prevent that!"

"I know you are, Jay! I just want you to let me have my own damn opinions and do what I want for once!"

"Has a cop ever hurt you in some way? Pulled you over illegally?" Jay roared.

You wanted to tell him your story about something like that that had happened five weeks ago, two weeks after the infection scare across the entire city, but you couldn't because you knew he'd do something stupid and you didn't want that. "No, but--"

His phone rang, cutting you off. "I'll be there," Jay said quickly. Then, he turned back to you. "I gotta go, caught a case. I'll see you later and we can talk about this. Calmly."

"So, you're saying there's a chance you'll let me go?"

"There's maybe a .001% chance, but sure, believe what you want."

You rolled your eyes and he left. But, as he shut and locked the apartment door, he stopped. "Love you," he whispered. Because, with what he did on the job, he knew that there was the possibility every day of him not coming home to you.

***

When you woke up, you were shocked not to see a text from Jay between 3 and 5 am saying that he wouldn't make it home tonight. He usually made it a priority when on a case to tell you that he wouldn't be coming home so that you wouldn't worry.

But, there was a voicemail from him around 11 pm last night and it was currently 9 am.

You put your phone on speaker and played it.

"Hey, Y/N, I'm sorry about arguing. If you really want to go, I think Kevin has his RDO tomorrow so I can see if he's going if you-- OW!" Then, the line just continued playing, and dragging noises were heard until there was a crash and the line went dead.

"Jay? Jay?" What the hell had happened? You quickly replayed the message to make sure it wasn't an issue with your phone, but when you heard the same exact thing again, you knew something had gone terribly wrong.

You went to dial Hailey's number to ask if she had seen Jay when there was a loud knock on your door. You quickly ran across the apartment and looked out the peephole. You saw Hailey and Adam and quickly flung open the door.

"Hey, Y/N," Adam said as he entered.

"Have you guys seen Jay?" you asked.

You saw Hailey visibly swallow. "Listen," she started, but you cut her off.

"What happened? What's going on? He usually texts me if he's going to be working until the morning and I didn't get a text and I got a voicemail and--" You took a deep, gasping breath.

"What voicemail?" Hailey asked as she placed a hand on your shoulder.

"I- It cut off partway through and he yelled and-- wait, he wasn't with you?"

"No," Hailey answered. "He said he had some personal stuff to take care of when we were at a scene and then took off. Then, he never came back, so we decided to check here to see if he just came home or something happened."

"He never came home." Your eyes widened, finally processing what it meant if he wasn't here and Intelligence couldn't find him. "You're telling me he's missing? Again? Oh, no. This can't be happening, not again. Not after our fight last night. I didn't even tell him what happened or that I loved him or--"

"Y/N, I need you to take a deep breath," Hailey told you and you tried to match her breathing. "His radio might just be dead or something like that." She knew that she was lying, but she was trying to stop you from freaking out. "Can you give me your phone so Adam and I can listen to the voicemail?"

You nodded and handed Adam your phone. He pressed play and you watched as his jaw clenched as he was listening to it.

"Shit," he muttered once he was done. "We need you to come to the district with us. Just for safety."

"Can you give me a minute?" you asked. "I- I'm in my pajamas and I haven't brushed my teeth and--"

"We'll leave in half an hour, okay?" Hailey asked and you nodded. "While you're getting ready, we'll send the voicemail over to Kim and Kev. Jay's gonna be okay."

"How do you know that?" you almost whispered.

"Because Jay's one of the strongest people I know," she answered. But, in reality, she wasn't sure about that. They had no idea where he was and according to the timestamp on that voicemail, it had been a little over ten hours since he sent it. For all they knew, Jay could be out of Chicago right now. Scratch that, he could be out of Illinois.

***

"When did you get this voicemail?" Hank asked as everyone in Intelligence, minus Jay but including you, were in the bullpen and trying to trace where the call came from.

"Around 11 last night, Boss," Adam answered for you.

"Okay. So it's been almost 11 hours," Voight said.

"I need a break, excuse me," you said and quickly excused yourself to the locker room.

You made your way to the locker room and sat down and leaned against the wall. This couldn't be happening again, not after that crazy borderline sociopathic drug dealer kidnapped Jay a few years ago and Erin went in and saved him. This could not be happening again.

You thought back to the fight last night and something your mom would always say when she was in a fight with one of the boys or when you had thrown a temper tantrum and then had to go to bed.

I'll always tell you I love you because when you walk out that door or go to bed, I'll never know if that was the last chance I had to tell you I love you.

God, if you hadn't argued with Jay, maybe you wouldn't be feeling this way. Obviously, you'd be feeling scared and upset because Jay was missing and no one had any idea where he was, but at least you wouldn't feel guilty like you currently did.

You felt guilty about starting that fight in the first place by bringing it up even though you knew what his answer was going to be. You felt guilty about yelling. But most of all, you felt guilty and you regretted not saying love you when he left...because that might've been the last time you'd have been able to tell that to your big brother who had always been there for you...even when he really didn't want to.

Jay's Nokia flip phone buzzed as he walked out of school. It was his mom.

"Hey, Mom," he greeted.

"Jay Halstead, if you answered your phone while you're driving..." she trailed off, trying to think of a good threat.

"Mom, I didn't. I was talking to some friends about going for tacos tonight, so I just walked out of school a minute ago."

"Oh," she said.

"What oh?" Jay asked. "That sounded like a bad oh, Mom."

"Well, I wish I would've known that before a professor called in sick to give an exam to his students and I agreed to pick up the extra hours."

"What are you talking about?"

"I can't bring Y/N to the dentist. And I thought since you weren't busy, you could. I also may or not have promised her that she could go to Build-A-Bear after to get a new outfit for Beary because she's so scared."

"Mom," Jay groaned.

"I know, I'm sorry. But, how about this: you do this for me, and I'll extend your curfew by two hours on Friday and Saturday."

"Three," Jay countered.

"Two." Amelia Halstead stood strong.

"Three."

"Two and a half."

"Deal," Jay agreed.

"Thank you. I'll see you tonight. Love you."

"Love you, too."

***

"No," you whined as Jay told you that you had to leave after he walked you home from school later. "I don't wanna go to the dentist. They scary."

"No, they're not," Jay told you. The doctor was what was scary for him with all the needles for the shots. But, the dentist had never bothered him, even when he was a little kid it had never bothered him.

"No!"

"What if I let you bring Beary into the dentist, would you go then?" Jay practically pleaded.

"And you give me chocolate before we leave?"

"If you promise to grab your toothbrush and brush your teeth in the bathroom at the dentist, then yes, I'll give you some chocolate to eat on the way there." Jay was desperate at this point. He knew he shouldn't be giving you everything you wanted, but what were big brothers with a giant age gap for anyway if not to try and spoil his little sister?

"Okay!" You ran off to go grab Beary and your toothbrush and toothpaste while Jay made his way to a high cabinet in the kitchen and grabbed five squares of Dove milk chocolate, three for you and two for him.

In the car, Jay handed you the cholates and you started eating them while you held Beary close to you, trying to gain some comfort out of your favorite stuffed animal.

***

You gripped Jay's hand as you sat and waited for your name to be called. Beary was held in your other hand and you were squeezing him tight against your chest. You had just brushed your teeth like you promised Jay that you would, but you were still utterly terrified.

"Y/N Halstead?" a dental hygienist came out and asked.

You didn't say a word, just held Jay's hand tighter.

"That's you," Jay said gently and with a smile on his face, trying to make you feel less scared.

"No, not me," you told him as you frantically shook your head.

The dental hygienist squatted down in front of you. "Are you Y/N?" You didn't do anything, but Jay must've nodded to confirm that it was indeed you. "And who's this?" she asked as she shook Beary's paw.

"Beary," you said shyly.

"Well, I'm fairly certain that Beary will be with you the entire time. We even have little sunglasses you and he can wear when we shine the really bright light on you to protect both your little eyes. Does that sound good?"

You turned to Jay. "Me and Beary get sunglasses, Jay Jay!"

"I heard! Do you want me to come back with you?"

You thought for a second. "Please come."

Jay laughed. "Okay." He turned to the dental hygienist. "Is that okay?"

"Perfectly fine."

You stood up and held Jay's hand as you walked back into the dentist to get your six-month check-up on your baby teeth.

***

"That wasn't so bad was it?" Jay asked as the two of you walked out to his car after you finished.

"No!" you said as you shook your head. "I even got a pretty bracelet with Belle on it, see?" you exclaimed as you held your hand out to him to show off your yellow bracelet with a charm that had Belle from Beauty and the Beast on it.

Jay acted all surprised and said it was pretty even though he watched as you had picked it out while he had explained to the secretary how your mom would call to schedule your next appointment in six months.

Jay opened his car and made sure you were buckled in and then got in himself and started driving.

"Do you know where we're going?"

You gasped. You had forgotten you got to go to Build-A-Bear after!

"Build-A-Bear!" you yelled. The volume of that yell would've made Jay wince had he not been driving.

"Yup, that's where we're going."

"I think I'm gonna get Beary some new pajamas," you decided.

"What color?"

You held Beary out in front of you. "What color pjs do you want, Beary?" You brought him up to your ear and nodded as he "told" you what color pajamas he wants. "He said blue!"

"Blue pajamas. I'm pretty sure we can find those."

***

Jay and you walked into Build-A-Bear Workshop at the mall and you were met with children running around. To Jay, this was the definition of hell. Except for you, he was fine with you running around, but he really didn't like all the other kids that he had to be careful not to bump into.

"C'mon, Jay Jay!" you told him as you tugged him along to the pajama section.

He allowed himself to be tugged along by you and then you held up almost every single pair of blue pajamas to Beary to see which one was his favorite. He had decided on a pair of light blue pajamas with stars all over them. There was even a cute little hat with a pom-pom on top to go with the pajamas.

Jay paid and then you left with Beary and his brand-new pajamas. You had plans to have him sleep in those pajamas tonight, too.

Unbeknownst to you, Jay hadn't even really wanted to come. The only reason he brought you was that he got his curfew extended. But to you, it was just another fun afternoon with your big brother.

You were startled out of your daydream when you felt a hand on your shoulder. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you."

Kevin.

"It's fine. I'm fine," you said quickly.

"No, you're not. And that's okay. Hailey and Voight went to see if Jay's where his phone pinged at."

"We fought," you told him.

"You fought?" Kevin asked as he slid down the wall to sit next to you.

"It was stupid. I should've just agreed with him and maybe I wouldn't be feeling like this."

"Like what?"

"Like utter shit." You sighed and ran a hand through your hair. "We were arguing about the BLM protests that were happening tonight. I wanted to go, but he wouldn't let me. The last thing I did was roll my eyes at him, Kev."

The two of you sat in silence for a few moments while Kevin figured out how to comfort you.

"Maybe talking about it will help. What'd you argue about?"

"Just that I wanted to go and he wouldn't let me because he thinks riots will break out. And you and I both know that's not the BLM protesters, that's the counter-protesters. But, he thinks I'll get hurt. I also think it's because he's a cop, so he feels like I'm protesting him, but I'm not. I'm protesting the system."

Kevin nodded. "I get it. Believe me, I do. I live it every day."

"How do you do it?" you asked. "Be an activist and a cop at the same time?"

"Just try and do the right thing with the information you have. And, explain that you're protesting the system and the bad apples, not the police force as a whole."

"I tried. But Jay doesn't think I have a right to protest because I've never had a bad experience with a cop." Which was a lie, but you weren't ready to talk about that just yet.

"Did he say that exactly?" Kevin asked.

"No, but, he asked me if a cop has ever illegally pulled me over."

Kevin nodded. "I know Jay and I know he would never say that you didn't have the right protest. He fought for that right. He mention anything else?"

"That tear gas hurts."

"I think he just wanted to keep you safe, same thing I'd do for Jordan and Vanessa."

"He sounded like he changed his mind on his voicemail, though. He thought that maybe if you were going, then he'd let me go...at least, that's what it sounded like."

Kevin nodded. "All I can say is that until we found Jay, I'm not going to one. Getting your brother is my first priority and it's the first priority of everyone in this unit."

"My first priority, too."

"Kev!" Adam yelled as he banged on the door. "You in there?"

"Yeah, bro! What's up?" Kevin asked.

"We need you to meet with someone!"

***

The hours passed and with each of them that did, you got more and more nervous for Jay's safety. You guessed that this is how he felt when you asked if you could go to the protest, knowing that he'd constantly be worrying about you until you came home safely.

"Y/N, we gotta go," Trudy said as she entered the bullpen around 9:30 pm that night.

"Why? What's going on?" you asked as you grabbed your phone and started following her.

"They found Jay."

"Is he okay?" you asked quickly.

"Y/N..."

"No! He can't be dead, Trudy! He can't!" you wailed.

"He's not. But, he has been shot."

You froze. Shot. Jay had been shot.

"He's en route to Chicago Med right now."

"Can you- can you bring me there?"

"That's where we're going right now."

***

"Will!" you yelled as you ran into the ED and saw your oldest brother.

You ran right up to him and hugged him, not caring that he almost dropped his iPad he had been using to chart.

"Whoa, Y/N." He set the iPad down. "Hey, I know. But Crockett's operating on him right now and he's one of the best surgeons in the hospital."

"I thought you were better than him. You need to do the surgery, Will. you need to save Jay!"

"Y/N, I know it sucks, but I'm family. As much as I want to operate on him, I can't legally do that."

You paused and looked up at him. His eyes were slightly red, but he hadn't been bawling the way that you had been.

"Dr. Halstead! Incoming!" Maggie yelled.

"What does she mean?" you asked, still hanging onto him. "You're still working?"

"There's been a ten-car pile-up on the highway. I have to. It's my job."

"But Jay's in surgery!" you yelled as you pulled away from him. "These people are more important to you than your own brother?"

"They aren't but--"

"But you're working anyway instead of waiting to find out what happens to him?"

"I can't do anything to help Jay right now. But I can help all these people who are pouring in."

"Dr. Halstead!" Maggie shouted again.

"I'll be up in a few hours, I promise," Will told you.

***

A few hours had passed and it was now past midnight. Jay was still in surgery. Will was sitting next to you, in a spare pair of clothes he had packed instead of his scrubs that were covered in blood, and you were leaning your head on his shoulder, close to being asleep.

That was until Crockett came out and Will jumped up, causing your head to hit the back of the chair.

"Ow," you mumbled.

"Sorry," Will apologized and then turned back to Crockett. "What's the verdict?"

"He lost a lot of blood," Crockett told the two of you.

"But he's gonna pull through, right?" Will asked what the two of you were both thinking.

"We'll be out of blood soon."

"What do you mean out of blood?" Will asked, taking a step toward the surgeon. "There's no way you can be out of blood!"

"With that pile-up, we can. I'd recommend you go and say your goodbyes and pray for a miracle."

Will put his hands on the back of his head and started pacing the room. Your breath caught in your throat. This could not be happening. Jay couldn't die, he just couldn't.

Crockett started to walk back towards the operating room.

"Wait!" you yelled. You didn't know what had taken over you, but at this moment, you'd do anything to save your brother. You rolled up your sleeve. "Take my blood."

"Y/N," was all Will could manage to get out.

"I'm sorry, Y/N, but there's protocol for that. I'd love to let you do it, but--"

"Fuck protocol!" you yelled, all the anger and sadness and anxiety that had built up over the past fifteen hours exploding at this very moment. "Rush my labs. Or don't even get my labs done at all. I haven't had sex, so I don't have any STDs. I don't have any diseases or deficiencies since I moved in with Jay years ago. My blood type's O-neg, so I'm a universal donor. Take my goddamn blood, Crockett!" You didn't care that all that information was out in the open because you were barely processing what you were saying. The only thing you cared about was making sure that your brother was okay.

"Y/N," Will said as he walked up to you and placed a hand on your shoulder.

"Don't touch me! And you sure as hell don't want to tell me to calm down!"

"Y/N," Will started again as he took his hand off your shoulder. "What Crockett's saying is that it's not ethical for him to do this. He could get fired."

"Where's the paperwork?" you asked as you turned back to Crockett. "I'll sign whatever I have to sign to make sure you aren't liable at all, that I'm donating this of my own free will. You can even take double the amount of blood that you normally do since I'm a universal donor. Just get me the paperwork."

Crockett and Will shared a look.

"I'll go get a nurse to get you the paperwork."

"Wait, no, no, no," Will said as he walked closer to Crockett. "You can't be serious about this!"

"She said she'll sign it."

"But, I have to co-sign it since she's a minor. So, no, you are not donating blood, Y/N. You almost passed out when I drew vials of your blood years ago. You know what's gonna happen if we take two units of blood? You are gonna feel like utter shit."

"Last I checked, I'm 18, so I can sign my own paperwork! God, I'm not a fucking child anymore, Will! I can make my own decisions!" you yelled back. "And if I don't do this, Jay will die. He'll die, Will. So, I'm giving him my blood with or without your support."

***

You sat in a chair, the ones that Will had told you about years ago with the big padded bar thing that came down in front of you in case you passed out. Typically, they'd just have you lay down in a bed, but since they were short on beds and Will told them that you had a history of getting dizzy and nauseous during simple blood draws, they had decided to put you here instead.

"Last chance to back out," Will told you as the nurse tied off your arm with a blue rubber tie and started to rub your arm to get the big vein in your left forearm to show.

"Jay's dying. No way in hell am I backing out."

Will sighed. He knew you were doing the right thing, but he also knew that you were going to feel terrible after, and he hated seeing you like that. "Okay," he said. "I'll stay here until they get the needle in you and then I'll get you some juice and cookies."

"Ready?" Monique asked.

"Ready," you confirmed. You turned to Will and squeezed your eyes shut as the needle pierced your vein. You heard the sound of the machine and knew your blood was going in there, but you didn't want to look. Getting your blood drawn, you could watch. But this, this was just too much blood to see, so you looked at Will.

"Doing okay?" he asked a few minutes later.

"Yeah," you answered because that was the absolute truth: you were feeling just fine.

"Okay, I'm gonna go get you some cookies and juice. I'll get an update on Jay while I'm out there, too."

You nodded and he left the room.

This wasn't so bad.

***

Okay, so you were lying to yourself. You were currently in hell. Giving the blood hadn't been an issue, it was how you felt after you were done giving blood.

You were currently sitting in that same chair, drinking some juice that Will had brought you. He told you that there was still no update on Jay, but that they were sending the blood back to him right now. (They had rushed labs on a small vial of blood that Monique took before you started the donation. The results came back while you were giving blood, and since your blood was clean, you could give it to Jay.) But, God, but you felt absolutely awful.

"You doing okay?" Will asked.

You shook your head and then stopped because it made you dizzy and put your head in your hands. "No," you groaned.

He handed you a glass of water. "Drink a bit of this too and then I'll open your pack of cookies."

"Why do you want me to drink water and not juice?" you asked as you closed your eyes and tried to stop the spinning in your head.

"Because, you're sweating, Short Stack. Need you to stay hydrated."

You took a few sips of water and then went back to your juice. Will handed you your pack of chocolate chip cookies and you started to eat them.

"Mhm," you groaned and laid your head down on the padded bar thing in front of you that kept you from falling out of the chair. "I don't feel so good."

You felt hot and cold at the same time and the world seemed to spin every time you lifted your head up. And, those cookies did not sit well with you.

"How do you feel? What hurts?" Will asked, jumping into doctor mode since Monique wasn't around. Will assured her that he could look after you while you recovered from your blood being donated at twice the normal amount.

"I just feel like shit," you told him, not picking up your head.

"You gotta give me some symptoms. Give me some symptoms and then I can help."

"Mhm, fine." You looked up at him and blinked slowly. "I feel hot and cold and sweaty. And I feel dizzy and nauseous."

"Okay. That's either a vasovagal reaction or from your blood pressure being low or from your heart rate being slowed down."

"What's that reaction thingy?"

"You don't like blood in general, so a nervous system response can happen, which could explain your reactions. But, your BP could also be low, which could explain all this too. And, it's one in the morning and you haven't slept yet, so tiredness could also be a factor."

"Great," you said sarcastically as you remembered the last time your blood pressure was low.

You had taken some of Jay's medication that he had to ward off his PTSD-induced nightmares after you were involved in a shooting at a house party. The one time you took them without sleeping directly after, you felt almost exactly like this...except without the sweatiness. You just mostly felt dizzy. You had called Will, he came over, and then you ended passing out and he had to get you to Med. Then you were admitted and they got your pressure back up. You were also prescribed sleeping pills which had helped immensely.

Will grabbed a blood pressure cuff from a drawer. "Arm," he told you. You held out your arm and he wrapped the cuff around it and pumped the end of it.

You waited as he looked at the gauge on the blood pressure cuff. Will said one number over another number, which meant nothing to you, but must've meant something to him. You raised your eyebrows, hoping he was going to tell you what those numbers meant in non-medical English terms.

"BP's low, which explains most of the symptoms," he told you.

You took another bite of your cookie and washed it down with some juice, but then immediately after started dry heaving.

Will rushed around and then thrust a pink basin under your mouth.

You took a deep breath after you finally stopped dry heaving about thirty seconds later.

"Better?" Will asked. You shook your head. "I'm going to get you an IV of anti-nausea medication."

You were going to argue with him about how he wasn't working, so he probably couldn't get you that. And, you were fairly certain he couldn't prescribe things to family. But, you felt terrible, so you really don't care if Will was being reckless and borderline unethical/illegal right now.

You nodded and then laid your head back down.

When Will came back, he thought you were asleep, but when you heard footsteps, you looked up.

"Alright," he began as he assembled the IV. "Last poke of the day, I promise."

"After this can I take a nap in the on-call room?" you asked as you held your arm out to him once again.

"You know I can't let you do that." Will tied a blue band around your arm and started rubbing it to get a vein in the inside of your elbow. Then, he noticed your pale and sweaty face. "Fine. Hopefully, Goodwin won't fire me after this. But I have a good reason. Turn so you don't see the needle."

You did and closed your eyes. You felt the poke and squeezed your eyes shut, but then it subsided and you felt that weird feeling of the medicine going straight into your veins. God, you hoped this worked.

You hoped Jay would survive because you didn't just go through all that for nothing.

***

You slowly opened your eyes as you felt someone shaking your shoulder. "No," you groaned as you turned to face the other side of the bed.

But then you remembered where you were: the doctors on-call room because Jay had been shot. Maybe it was Will waking you up to tell you--

"Short Stack, wake up. Jay's awake."

That got you wide awake.

You snapped your eyes open, rolled over, and jumped out of bed.

"I take it you're feeling better?" Will asked.

"Sleep helps. Let's go!"

Will quickly led you out of the room and through some hallways and up a few flights of stairs to Jay's recovery room.

He was currently talking to Hailey.

"Jay!" you exclaimed as you burst into the room to see him with a sling and see Hailey helping him with his jacket.

"Hey, Short Stack," he greeted and then turned his attention back to Hailey. "Sorry, what were you saying?"

"Uh, just that I'm glad you're back," she told him. "I'll give you some time with your siblings." She turned her attention to Will. "Oh, and the things you told me to tell Kim to get are in that corner." She pointed to the left front corner of the room. "Bye, guys." She waved and then left.

You gave Jay a huge hug and tried to avoid his arm that was in a sling. "Don't you ever do that again, you hear me?" you told him seriously and then looked up at him with tears in your eyes.

Jay chuckled. "I'll try not to."

"You better do more than try." You went back to leaning your head against his chest as tears soaked his t-shirt.

"Hey, hey, don't cry," he soothed. "I'm okay. I'm fine, Y/N."

"I was so scared. The last thing we would've done was argue. I'm so sorry. I should never have asked to go to those protests. I know you were just trying to protect me--"

"Hey, it's okay for you to have your own opinions and views. It's just gonna take me a while to get used to you being an adult now and not that little sister who would always hold my hand and beg to go to Build-A-Bear."

"Speaking of Build-A-Bear," Will started and then walked over to the corner of the room and picked up two boxes. They were white boxes with dark blue designs on them. You knew those boxes: they were what the workers put new bears in when a kid came and bought one. You let go of Jay. Will peeked into one of the holes. "This one's for you." He handed Jay a box. "And this one's for you." He handed you the other box.

"You got us Build-A-Bears?" you asked as you raised an eyebrow.

"Just open the boxes."

You did and laughed when you saw Beary in the box, dressed in a hospital gown and white little bunny slippers. Your brothers were not kidding when they said they'd get one for you.

Jay laughed as he opened his. His Build-A-Bear was a light blue color and it also had on a hospital gown as well as a sling on one arm. The bear also had on a policeman cap. "Oh, man," Jay said as he continued laughing.

"Press the right paw," Will told him and he did, causing Ruzek's voice to float through the room.

Stop getting kidnapped. Glad you're okay, though.

You started laughing hysterically at this point.

"One more thing," Will said as he walked over to the counter and pulled out a marker and two hospital bracelets. On one he wrote Beary Halstead. "Jay, what are you naming your bear?" Will asked.

"I gotta name it?"

"Um, it's not an it. It's a he or a she...could be a they, too," you said.

"Fine. I gotta name him?"

"Yes," Will told him.

Jay groaned. "Fine. Blue."

"Boo! That's boring," you said.

He groaned again. "Detective Blue. There. Better?"

"Better," you confirmed.

Will wrote Det. Blue Halstead on the other hospital band. Then, he handed Beary's to you and Detective Blue's to Jay.

"I cannot believe you," Jay said.

"I can," Will laughed. "Now put it on him. Just like Y/N's doing with Beary."

Jay reluctantly put it on Detective Blue's arm. But then he realized something. "Wait, why does Beary have a hospital gown if Y/N wasn't in the hospital?"

"Yeah, about that..." you trailed off.

Jay cocked his head to the side. "What did you do this time?"

"Other than save your life, I got nauseous and Will had to give me anti-nausea medication," you explained.

"Wait, back up. You saved my life? How?" Jay asked as he looked between you and Will.

"She essentially cussed at Crockett until she got what she wanted," Will said nonchalantly.

"Which was...?" Jay pried.

"Giving you blood because the hospital was out because of a car accident. If she wouldn't have given you blood..." Will trailed off, not wanting to say the words.

"I'd be dead," Jay practically whispered.

"Yeah," Will confirmed, his voice at about the same volume as Jay's.

Jay felt himself getting choked up as he pulled you in for another hug. "Thank you."

"I know you'd do the same for me."

"In a heartbeat, Short Stack. In a heartbeat."

You stayed like that until Will went ahead and broke the comfortable silence that had fallen over the three of you.

"I hate to break this up, but there's something else I need to tell you guys," Will said.

You and Jay both turned to him and you let yourself out of Jay's embrace. "Which is?" you asked.

"Voight gave Jay two weeks furlough to recover and I talked Goodwin into giving me two weeks vacation--"

"How in the hell did you do that?" Jay asked.

"Let's just say I'm going to be working Thanksgiving, Christmas Eve, Christmas Day, New Year's Eve, and New Year's Day. But that's beside the point. We have two weeks of vacation time."

"You do know I work right?" you asked.

"At a coffee shop, not at a big kid job," Will said. "And, I had Kim and Adam stop in there on their way to get the bears. They explained the situation and your work gave you two weeks off. Adam said he may have had to flash his badge, but that's beside the point."

"And you took vacation because...?" you asked.

"We need to make sure Jay relaxes and there's so many protests-turned-riots happening right now that we should probably get out of here."

"You do know it's not the peaceful protesters starting those, right? It's counter-protesters and other people who are racist bigots and people who decided they have no other choice but to be violent," you said, making your views known once again.

"I'm very much aware, Y/N. But, no matter who started it, people were running from tear gas and burning buildings last night."

"Alright, back on topic," Jay started, not wanting to have another argument like he had two days ago with you. "Where are we going?"

"I figured Wisconsin would be a good choice."

***

"It's my turn to pick the music," you whined as Will looked for another song on your long drive to Wisconsin.

"I'm the oldest, so I get control of it," Will argued.

"No, you've controlled it for the last three hours. I've had to listen to nineties hip-hop for that long. My eardrums are gonna bleed. Please make him give the aux, Jay."

"Dude, just give her the aux, and then she'll be quiet. Remember, she likes early 2000s pop-punk and 2000s stuff in general. We'll probably know most of it."

Will reluctantly handed you the aux. "Thank you. And, just to remind you two, I'm a big fan of Taylor Swift's first few albums and 5 Seconds of Summer."

You clicked play on Take What You Want by One OK Rock featuring 5 Seconds of Summer. You queued up some more songs by 5 Seconds of Summer and two by Taylor Swift, just to mess with your brothers, and then you added songs they would know like All the Small Things by Blink-182, Check Yes, Juliet by We The Kings, Dear Maria, Count Me In by All Time Low, and Ocean Avenue by Yellowcard.

By the time Dear Maria, Count Me In started playing, all three of you were jamming out, which caused Jay to forget to put his blinker on when he changed lanes...and there was a cop right there in the emergency turnaround.

Jay heard and saw the sirens behind him and slowed down. He knew the drill from pulling people over on his days on patrol. Now that he was in Intelligence, he practically just ripped the criminals out of their cars and handcuffed them against the side of their (usually stolen) car.

He got out his license and registration, along with his badge because he did have his service weapon with him. He'd be damned not bringing it with him in this day and age...and sometimes there were coyotes and he and Will didn't know if the old hunting rifle at the cabin that your grandpa used to use even had ammunition in and if there was even any ammunition at the cabin.

Jay rolled down his window as the officer walked up to him.

Your hands started to sweat and your heart started to race as you remembered your last encounter with an officer that you didn't know.

You were driving home from the library late at night after studying for a biology exam. And no, the library wasn't an excuse for going out and partying. You genuinely had gone to the library and had had a great and very focused study session for a few hours.

All of a sudden, you saw flashing lights and heard sirens. You turned down your music. You looked in your rear-view mirror and saw that the cop was right on your tail. He turned off his sirens and then turned them on and off quickly.

You were the one getting pulled over.

You pulled off to the side of the road and then rolled down your window.

"License and registration," the officer told you. He looked young, maybe a rookie.

"What's the problem officer?" you asked. Jay always told you that you had a right to know why you had been pulled over.

"You were going three miles over the speed limit, did you know that?"

"I don't recall how fast I was driving." Jay always told you never to admit to speeding because then you could fight the ticket if you ended up getting one.

"License and registration, please," he repeated.

"Reaching into my glove compartment and moving some CDs to get my registration," you narrated and then handed the registration to the officer. "Reaching over to my passenger seat to grab my purse which has my license in it...unzipping my purse...reaching in for my license." You handed him your license.

He ran your information and then came back to the window. "I'm sorry, Miss, but I have to give you a ticket."

You furrowed your eyebrows. For three miles over the speed limit? No fucking way was this happening.

"Uh," was all you could say.

"But, there is something you can do to get out of this ticket. You help me out, I help you out."

"I- I don't understand," you stuttered.

He looked down and you followed where he was looking and cupping himself with the hand that wasn't holding your license and registration.

"I- I..."

"Or I can just up this speeding ticket to going twenty miles over it. Say there was an open container in the car, too," he said.

You had no idea what to say. You couldn't risk getting your insurance upped and getting a minor in possession charge. You'd never be allowed to drive again!

But, there's no way you'd do this. You couldn't. But he was so much bigger than you that he could hold you down with one hand tied behind his back.

He placed his hand on the door handle. "You have three seconds to make your decision. One...Two..."

"My brother's Jay Halstead! Badge number 51163! His Sergeant's Hank Voight!" Your voice trembled as you yelled that and you were close to tears.

He looked back down at your license. It did say Y/N Halstead on it. He handed you back your license and registration. "Have a nice night."

Then, he walked back to his patrol car, got in, turned off the sirens, and drove off. You were so scared that you didn't even look to see what his last name or badge number was.

Once you had stayed pulled over for a good couple of minutes to make sure that the cop was nowhere in sight, you started driving again. You stopped at a drive-thru and got yourself a chocolate flurry with Oreos. Then, you sat in the parking lot with your hands still shaking and your heart still racing as you ate and started to cry. You cried for almost half an hour and waited there for another fifteen minutes so your eyes wouldn't be as puffy when you got home because you didn't want Jay asking questions.

"Y/N, you good?" Jay asked, taking you out of your thoughts.

"Yeah, yeah," you said quickly...almost too quickly. "Why?"

"Will just asked if you wanted to go back because we missed a song and you didn't answer."

"Yeah, I can do that." You quickly went back to the previous song and tried to sing with as much happiness as you did previously. But, you didn't get the image of that night or the feeling of dread out of your stomach for another hour.

***

You woke up the next morning very well-rested. The boys had taken the loft and the two twin beds that were up there and you got to take your mom and dad's old room because you were the only girl, so they said it was only fair that you got the bedroom.

You heard the dripping of water and got out of bed and then padded down the hall and to the kitchen. Jay was standing there in pajama pants and a t-shirt. (Thank God he wasn't shirtless for once in the morning. Your brothers really needed to learn how to put shirts on when they walked out of their rooms in the morning...and maybe by you telling them to put a shirt on all the time, you training them had finally paid off.) He drummed his fingers on the counter while he waited for the coffee to be done.

"Morning," you said.

He turned around. "Good morning. Shocked you're awake. It's only 8 am."

"And I'm shocked you haven't been up for two hours," you retorted.

"Oh, I've been up for an hour, just been reading upstairs. Will's not up yet, though."

"He always sleeps late when he doesn't have to work though, doesn't he?"

"Pretty much. We've made breakfast plans before and he's missed them because he was sleeping."

The timer went off on the coffee pot, alerting you that it was finished. Jay started to pour his in a tumbler. He held out a tumbler to you. You raised an eyebrow, silently wondering why he wasn't pouring it into a mug.

"I was gonna go for a morning canoe ride. You can come along if you want. Wouldn't want hot coffee spilling all over us," he told you.

"Did you bring creamer?" you asked.

"Irish cream creamer, just for you."

You reached into the fridge and grabbed the creamer.

"So, canoe ride?" Jay asked.

"Sure."

He poured coffee into a tumbler for you and then slid it to you to put your desired amount of creamer in.

***

Twenty minutes later, you were starting out in the canoe. You told Jay there was no way in hell that you'd be doing the rowing. He told you that he could only row with one arm because of his sling, so you'd have to do the other side. Skeptically, you started rowing. Jay told you that you'd be fine, just to follow his instructions.

Fifteen minutes later, when you were out in the middle of the lake, facing the forests of Wisconsin, he stopped.

"Why'd you stop?" you asked.

He picked up his tumbler of coffee off the floor of the canoe. "We need to talk."

"About what?" you asked as you picked up yours as well and held it with both hands.

"About your reaction last night when I got pulled over. You freaked. I need to know why."

"I- I didn't freak. I was just tired," you lied.

"You had quite the amount of energy right before that," he quipped.

"It's nothing."

"Y/N, I'm not letting this go. Is it because of the protests and riots and because of all the media coverage and those few bad apple cops and, I guess the system, that you're seeing that's making you nervous?"

"No, it's not that."

"Then what is it?"

"You're not going to let this go are you?" you asked.

"I will stay in this canoe in the middle of the lake until you tell me what is going on, Y/N Halstead."

"You wouldn't."

Jay shrugged with the arm that wasn't currently in a sling. "Try me."

You sighed. "Just don't be mad that I didn't tell you sooner, okay?"

"I won't. You have my word on that."

"So, a little over a month ago I was driving home from the library..."

***

When you finished, you were in tears. "Did you get a last name? Badge number?" Jay asked as he rubbed circles on your back with his good hand.

You sniffled. "N- No. I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to apologize for. Nothing at all."

"If I wouldn't have said- said your name...He had his hand on my door handle! And he was so much bigger than me. I'm sorry!"

You turned and buried your face in his chest. "Y/N, you have nothing to be sorry for."

"I should've told you right away, though! But you just had that really rough case and I didn't want to put too much on your shoulders and--"

"Y/N, I need you to take a deep breath. You need to breathe. This was not your fault. None of it was."

You calmed your breathing and just sat there, silent tears streaming down your face.

"That's why I wanted to go to the protests," you said after a few minutes. "Because I've actually had a bad experience with a cop."

"Which should've never happened in the first place."

"I was so scared," you whispered.

Jay just hugged you tighter as he thought about how strong his little sister was. You had given blood to save his life even though you knew you'd feel terrible after and you hadn't told him about this horrible cop--which he would kick this cop's ass the minute the got back to Chicago--because you didn't want him to have too much on his plate after that terrible case where he put an innocent man in jail and got him killed...which was the main reason he had been shot.

"When we get back to the cabin, I'll try and call Voight. I don't know if I'll have service, though."

"Why?" you asked.

"I'm gonna have him look up who was on their beat near you that night so he can go interrogate people on my behalf. Probably best he does it and not me." Because Jay knew that the minute he saw that cop, he wouldn't be able to hold himself back.

You nodded.

"Hey, cheer up, kid. We're here for two weeks, away from everything. Away from the city and everything that goes on there. And I can promise you that that cop will get what's coming to him, whether that be losing his job or going to jail or prison."

"Do I have to tell Will? Or can you tell him? I really don't want to talk about this again."

"I can do it," Jay answered. "Speaking of Will, if he's not up when we get back, what do we say we wake him up with some cold lake water?"

"Like dump it on him?" you asked as you widened your eyes. Jay nodded. "No, that's mean. Then he'll have to wait for his sheets to dry out and they'll smell the entire time."

"We have spare sheets and blankets in the closet."

"Fine, let's do it. But just so you know, I'm telling him that it was your idea and I also have a lock on my bedroom door here, which will make it harder for him to sneak in and dump water on me."

"I will be sleeping in your room tonight," Jay joked.

"Nope. It was your idea, so you're gonna have to live with Will's payback."

Those two weeks were filled with laughter, pranks, board games, corn hole, swimming, fishing (well, you read either in the canoe or on the dock while the boys fished), and just spending time with each other. You were glad that Will had the bright idea to take two weeks up here...even though he got drenched in cold lake water the first morning by you and Jay.

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