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█🕹️👾🎮Chapter 5: Trouble░▒▓█

March 29th, 2036, Saturday, 6:23 a.m. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "No fair! You have a dog to pull you up that dang hill while I have to stop and run up!" For the past five minutes, he's been complaining about it.

He shouldn't have asked for a race in the first place anyway, hehe. He'll get over it eventually, don't worry.

We were skating down the road to my house casually. I teased him about his loss for the past five minutes as well.

"Well, what can I say? You were the one who wanted to race me. You just didn't think this through," I slyly told him as I earned back an annoyed huff from the boy.

The five minutes had evolved into ten minutes of Oscar complaining (I didn't mind any of this, and on the plus side, I was too focused on bragging about my victory in my head.) However, we soon ended up going completely silent... awkwardly... Oh, I don't know. Oscar spoke again. I thought he was going to continue complaining about his defeat.

Turns out I was wrong. He moved on to something else instead.

I told you he'd get over it.

"So... Does that mean the stuff we packed was unnecessary? Since we're heading to your place to tell your neighbours about our family going missing out of the blue,"

"Pretty much. I even asked myself about that, hehe," ok, maybe some short conversation.

We were much quieter than I thought... or should I say too awkward?

Pew!

Just as I skated past Oscar, I heard a crushing sound. My board stopped at the same time as Winter. As I turned around I saw Oscar on the ground... Damn, I actually jinxed it... And there begins my panic.

"Oscar!" I got off my board and ran over to him (with Winter following behind). The blonde-haired boy sat up and held his left knee close to his chest as soon as he felt pain in his leg. He hissed in anguish, gritting his teeth as if he didn't want to shed a tear. "Are you alright!?"

"Yeah... Ah, I'm fine..." He answered while he let go of his knee to see how severe his injury was, which turned out to be more serious than we expected.

He has a large scratch, large enough to start oozing blood than a little amount, something I'm not a fan of.

"Press your knee as hard as you can, so you don't get blood dripping down to your feet. I'll get my first aid kit," Oscar listened to my order and used both of his hands to press down the cut as hard as he could, preventing any single drop of blood from touching his white socks by laying his leg down flat (having to lead forward slightly to keep the blood pressure in).

Meanwhile, I took off my aqua bag, placed it down then unzipped the bag to pull out the first aid kit to take out the bandage.

"Hehe, I guess we both thought of packing a first aid kit, huh?" The blonde laughed, trying to brighten the mood, but I was already not too thrilled.

"I figured this would happen, you are very lucky that we didn't skateboard down a hill, you would've gotten more injured than this, without a helmet," while I looked through my bag, I also took out my drink bottle.

Because there was quite a bit of blood, I cleaned it with water. As soon as I saw that there was not much blood oozing out, in a hurry, I bandaged Oscar's injury. The bandage might get a bit damp because of the water but oh well, it's all on him anyway.

"You know, you could have told me that you ran out of wipes? I would have been happy to lend you mine," I didn't say anything. I was a bit too upset at him for his stupidity that he wasn't bothered to wear a helmet, despite that he doesn't have injuries on his head, but still. And now I notice that he has some blood smeared on his palms, ugh. "... I also see your point now... Please don't be mad at me. Next time I'll wear my helmet without thinking I'm an 'unfallable' boy, hehe. Besides that, it's not my fault that you jinxed me," I stared at him... A bit more of a glare, actually. Even if he's remorseful.

"Unfallable is not a-"

"Shhhh, let the word have its moment,"

"... Ok. Whatever."- I rolled my eyes- "You're lucky I have a brother who has a helmet," I told him with a slightly displeased mixed 'happy' smile. I don't know if he was listening or not because Oscar just pulled out a drink bottle from his bag, and dripped some water on his hand to wash off the blood. After he was done, he put the green bottle back again. Just as we placed our bags on our backs. "Let's get going-"

"Hold on," I raised my eyebrow just before I was about to stand up.

Winter tilted his head and made an 'arwo' sound in confusion.

"What is it now?"

"Something or someone shot my wheel," Oscar said suspiciously. I'm sorry, what? He grabbed the board that was behind him to have a look at his wheels. I watched. Our eyes widened when we saw the front wheel of the board... burned, smoking and glowing a deep, hot red. My friend didn't look too pleased about it when he examined it. "It looks like some sort of laser gun that shot it," he told me, becoming slightly angry.

By the looks of this board, something made my stomach turn upside down.

"A-Are you sure?" I've become a little freaked out about this.

"Can a bullet burn a wheel?"

"Well... no-"

"Exactly! Now I have to buy a new one..!" He dropped his board harshly and crossed his skinny arms like an agitated toddler wanting lollies.

"You can just ride my skateboard with me..." I suddenly suggested...

"Why did I think that!?" I realised immediately and swiftly turned my head away from him.

My cheeks grew pink. It's just a ride, I know, but a boy riding a skateboard with a girl? That just seems like something a cool couple would do, right?

"On second thought, we'll just walk..."

"Um... A-Alright?"

***

Ten minutes later. (We're still on good terms by the way, and I've moved on).

"Do you feel like we've been followed?" Oscar asked in a suspicious tone.

He stopped and looked around the area. Me and Winter did the same.

Here we are on an open road surrounded by trees, bushes, and free land on either side of the road. The sun is about to rise soon and... We probably won't see anyone unless... God, I hope it's not TS (The Slayers).

Although, admittedly, I did feel like we were being followed too...

"Um... Y-Yeah..." I am getting anxious.

God, when will this nightmare end?

All of a sudden we heard movement coming from the wild bushes... Our heads shot around the forest in a dash. My gut felt like it was carrying sacks of bricks. I know it's a trap...

"Oh no. NO! This is not happening!"

"Let's just go," I groaned fearfully and grabbed his wrist so I could drag him away, but he was too heavy and strong to budge.

"Hang on Iris, I got to check something out first," he couldn't take his damn blue eyes away from this bushland! Of course, curiosity took over. He's just like his dad! "It could be an injured animal," he went on.

"If it was an injured animal we would have heard any sounds of pain from them!" The blonde-haired boy glanced at me with a slight annoyance on his face.

"Can you please stop trying to drag me away?" Why did I stop? "And can you let go of my wrist?"

"Nope," I shook my head rapidly. I am not letting him step one foot in there. I have a remarkably uneasy feeling about all of this! And how is he so chill about this!?

"Why? All I'm going to do is look around and then come back. Why are you suddenly like this?" I ignored the last bit and tried to convince him not to go.

"You might get hurt in there or-or-or a snake may bite you out of nowhere-"

"Iris, you're being so stubborn about my safety," my friend laughed which made me frown a bit and grow red. "C'mon, it's only a quick check," I thought for a moment before I had my answer.

"... Okay, fine, but on one condition,"

"That is..?"

"Winter is coming with you,"

"Fine by me," I let go of his wrist and Oscar pulled out his yellow cricket bat that was sticking out of his camping bag. He handed it to me. "If anything did happen, you got your defence," he grinned before disappearing into the hollow forest along with Winter.

"... We're goners for sure..."

I felt like there were so many eyes watching me... As if it were safe to strike me. My back shivered from those feelings.

"Just be careful down there!" I called out.

"We will!" He called back. After him, Winter barked.

... Now I'm alone again... I stare fearfully down at the forest. Fear grew in me even more than before. I remember how scary it was when I was alone... outside...

***

I might lose it.

They've been gone for nearly five minutes. This worries me way too much. They should be back by now.

"How long does it take to do a 'quick check' huh?! What if something happens? What if a wild animal attacks them? What if the villains- Calm down, Airis! They'll be back soon..." And yes, I began to have some fearful thoughts about the possibility of what might happen to them...

Now, explain, why do I get a weird feeling that someone is right behind me..?

...

I-I-Is that... heavy breathing... That I can h-hear..?

... I did not want to believe that, even though I already have...

I turned around, but no one was there... I made sure I had a proper look around. The sun was already rising slowly so I guess it made me feel a little better than the dark.

"... Huh... I could have sworn there-... I'm just paranoid right now?" Maybe I am, but I can't be too sure that I am just being paranoid and that my mind is just playing tricks on me because of the fear I have experienced so far.

Uneased, I turned back to the forest for a second time, on the lookout for my dog and that impulsive boy. Still no sign of them... My whole body would have drained out the colour by now.

"What the heck is he doing down there?" I mutter, tightening the yellow bat out of stress.

Snap!

My body shot up and froze right away. That definitely sounds like someone is right behind me.

Holding the bat higher, closing my eyes, and tightening my grip even more, I let out a shaky breath and-

BANG!

SWUNG THE CRICKET BAT IN THE NICK OF TIME!

OOF!

My hazel eyes snapped open until they were as wide as a ping-pong ball.

I discover what I hit or shall I say, who I hit... that I might be doomed to.

It was a leaf colour bot that had a dark green mohawk-looking metal, a spiky bracelet around his neck and both of his wrists... and his bright yellow eyes stared at me in light anger- I HIT SCRAP METAL!

"Oh CRAP!" I watched him stand up and... cackle? Huh??? (I also felt very small because of his height. Scrap is, I think, around six feet tall. I'm only five point two).

"I mUsT aDmIt, YoU hAvE a PrEtTy GoOd AiM aNd SeNsE," he said, glitching.

Since I'm dreading it, I don't know what to say! This guy is bad news!

I noticed something as I stared at him in complete fear... The front of his metal mohawk hair... He's missing a piece... Why is that relevant, Airis?

"W-What d-do you w-want?" I stammered, clutching the bat dangerously tighter than before, which caused him to cackle again.

"TrYiNg To Be BrAvE, hUh? HoW cUtE," Scarp mocked as he began to walk towards me with a smug smirk, a large one.

As soon as he approached, I took a step back every time he got too close.

"I-I know you guys were following me before," he smirked wider.

"AnD wE kNoW yOu KnOw. If It WaSn'T fOr YoUr... DoG... We WoUlD hAvE gOtTeN yOu By NoW,"

"What?" My expression immediately switched to confusion. "Why he is telling me this? And what does he mean...?" It did take a lot of brain cells to click.

A gasp escaped my mouth as my heart dropped. I was in mega shock to even think of that! It spread like wildfire.

"YOU KNOW WHERE I LIVE!?"

"HA! I fIgUrE yOu'Ll rEaLiS- OW!" The bat hit him across the face, caused by me.

Once again. As clear as day, I'm absolutely resentful.

HOW DUMB IS THIS ROBOT DUDE!? IS HE AS DUMB AS DRILLBIT AND QUINN!?

I hit him multiple times, making me want to dig under someone's skin.

"YOU'RE THE ONE WHO RUINED MY MUM'S GARDEN!"

SLAP!

"OW!"

"YOU TRAPPED MY HUSKY IN THE SHED!"

BONK!

"OW!"

"YOU TRY TO KIDNAP ME!"

SLAP!

"OW!"

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY FAMILY-!?" Scrap Metal caught Oscar's bat before it got to him, again... Fury retreated for fear to replace the spot. I realised what I'd done... I snapped again, didn't I? Did I mention before that you don't mess with Scrap Metal? He growled at the same time as about to get up on his feet again. Rather than look at the road, his head turned toward me, giving me the impression that he was losing his marbles. I was also shivering, I was frozen in place. Scrap has an enormous crack on his face, across his eye. His yellow eyes shot a fierce glare into my soul. I knew I was in massive trouble... My grip of the bat loosen while showing the bot the 'Yeah, I fucked up' look. "Ah, ha, ha, ha, sorry man, I guess I lost it just like... You... were..?" Smiling out of apprehension, I told him. Bad call. Scrap began growling like a very angry lion and snatched the cricket bat off my weak grip and threw it pretty far from us... My hazel eyes and head watched the yellow bat as it landed in some bushes... far behind me... What a throw, a very.... strong one... Instantly, I turned back to Scrap Metal who looked like he was about to jump on me and rip my head off. Well, when I said 'was about to jump on me,' he literally did but missed since I dodged. As I was about to run, something or someone grabbed me from behind. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" I began kicking the air and jiggling to get off someone's clutches.

Of course, it failed.

Eventually, I 'calmed' down enough to look up and see my captor was- Drillbit..? Has Scrap Metal and Drillbit switched bodies or what?? I didn't hear a single footstep from that chubby bot. That explains why my feet can't touch the ground.

I panicked again as he lifted me up in the air like some trophy.

"I got her!" The dumb bot in the TS member cheered like a five-year-old that won a game without knowing that one of your family members lost on purpose, for you to win.

That's something I kinda like about him.

He's less mean.

Admittedly, he's my second favourite cinnamon roll I know. The poor guy has to join the TS... Yeah... That might be a not-so-good time to talk about that.

At some point, my dark brown hair would have zoomed straight up like Winter's freaked-out moment, except, it’s tied down in pigtails.

The rest of the group emerges from their hiding place. My panic levels are really jumping up and down today. Is that a bad thing?

"Drillbit, stop holding her like she's a toy! Lower her down now!" It was Cybel who demanded, like the sassy 'queen' she is.

I knew Drillbit from the back of my head. As a result, he did as he was told even though he would have felt hurt by the way she said it.

"I did not expect this to happen, then again, we have her," the leader of death comments as he comes towards me and Drillbit- Ohhhh, hell no! Anyone but him! This guy is way more intimidating than Artron himself! I shook unnoticeably, unnoticeable to anyone. "We finally have you in our clutches, you'll be a great asset," I looked away from him in terror, not daring to stare him in the eyes. I can tell he's now in front of me...

"Please be a dream, please be a dream, please be a dream, please be a-" Unexpectedly, he cupped my cheeks and forced me to look at him.

Oh no! I stared into his three eyes!

"Greetings, Airis Gamer~" He greets in a devilish tone, smirking viciously...

I swear, I'm liable to cry at any moment. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Bingqiu roleswap where disciple Shen Yuan knows he's gay, and figures out that he has a big huge crush on his handsome Shizun, but also concludes nearly at once that he's not going to be drawing Luo Binghe's eye any time soon. Firstly, Luo Binghe is notoriously straight. Secondly, even if he weren't, he wouldn't go for his scrawny untalented nerd of a disciple! Shen Yuan's not bad looking, not before or after transmigrating, but he's neither a beautiful nor a hot manly man, and he assumes if Luo Binghe were into dudes he'd be into the same kinds of twunks that Shen Yuan likes. Guys on his own level, etc etc.

Plus Luo Binghe hated the original disciple Shen, and only started to warm up to the transmigrated version after Shen Yuan got injured in front of him trying to stop the other disciples on the peak from killing a small animal. For some reason, Luo Binghe brought Shen Yuan medicine. He got even nicer after Shen Yuan distracted the skinner demon by trying to convince it to take his skin instead of Luo Binghe's, and then again when Shen Yuan successfully fought off a demon invader -- though initially when Luo Binghe volunteered him for that job, he thought it was an assassination attempt. His heart was in his throat when Luo Binghe nearly took a poisoned blow for him, but luckily he reacted more quickly and got hit by the thorns instead. His heavenly demon blood took care of the poison, and he managed to convince everyone that he narrowly avoided getting cut at all.

Shen Yuan's careful not to read anything into it when Luo Binghe finds out about his, erm, uncomfortable dormitory situation and moves him into the side room, or when he completely messes up trying to make dinner and Luo Binghe takes over cooking and bans him from the kitchen (he swears he's not actually that bad at cooking, he just never had to use a kitchen without a microwave or an electric hot plate before...)

After all, it's not like Luo Binghe is cooking for him, he's just making food he likes and letting Shen Yuan eat it too! Because he's nice! He's way nicer than the book gave him credit for being, see, clearly Shen Yuan was correct in signing up for his defense squad, "top ten worst villains of all time" his ass that poll was nonsense...

Unfortunately, though, the plot's still gotta plot. Shen Yuan is heartbroken when the Immortal Alliance Conference rolls around and his shizun stabs him and throws him down into the Endless Abyss. Heartbroken, but not surprised. After all, it was always going to go this way, wasn't it?

But at least, now that it's done, he has some agency in how he reacts to it. He's changed the story enough that he doesn't need to go get revenge. Maybe Luo Binghe's still the villain of his story, maybe that was inevitable, but some heroes let the villains get away. Don't they? It's all part of that noble, breaking the cycle of abuse type stuff. He can be that kind of hero. He can let it go. As long as he avoids Luo Binghe altogether, it should be fine, right? It's not like he's obligated to turn people into human sticks. He asked the system, he's definitely not!

Technically he's not even required to conquer the demon realms. He just has to get out of the Abyss and the be sufficiently cool and/or tragic. Conquest is just one means of doing that, and not even Shen Yuan's preferred, since he doesn't exactly want to rule over anybody. Going around the demon realms beating up some jackasses and rescuing some damsels in distress and becoming sworn brothers with Shang Qinghua, one of the current demon kings, is suitable. He definitely doesn't want to marry any of the damsels he encounters (thank fuck the system lets him off the hook for that!)

But eventually he has to go back to the human world. Not only is it mandated by the system, but he also misses living there. The demonic realms are in many ways better than expected, plus a lot of the monsters are really cool, but he misses the weather and plants and the people he's more accustomed to being around.

He misses Qing Jing Peak, if he's being honest with himself. Shizun's cooking and the bamboo forest and the crisp mountain breezes, the comforts of home.

Not that he can actually go back there in specific. Of course not. If he did that, Luo Binghe would try to kill him, or else the system would try and make him kill Luo Binghe. Bad ideas all around. No, he can't go back to Qing Jing Peak, but he can go find someplace nicer than the demon realms at least. He just has to keep a low profile, which shouldn't be hard since the original goods did that even while actively scheming to kill his former master!

Except.

Everywhere he goes, suddenly Luo Binghe is also there?!

Good thing Shen Yuan thought to take a page out of the book of Luo Binghe's actual love interest, Liu Mingyan, and start wearing a veil. He just didn't want any randos who might have seen him at the Immortal Alliance Conference or on any of the other missions his shizun sent him on to recognize him. But one minute he's investigating a strange case in Jinlan City, and the next the streets are full of Huan Hua cultivators (Shen Yuan has no intention of joining them, that's the path the original took to getting revenge! He doesn't want revenge!), and then Luo Binghe and Sect Leader MBJ and Peak Lord SHL show up, and SY is ducking down alleys and hiding behind columns, just trying to stay out of the way until the lockdown on Jinlan lifts and he can leave.

Except...

Luo Binghe really isn't acting like himself?

He looks like he hasn't been eating or sleeping well. There are dark circles around his eyes, and something almost melancholy in his countenance. And he's dressed entirely in white, none of the usual Qing Jing greens and blues anywhere to be seen. Of even greater concern, he's being reckless. Shen Yuan can't stop himself from rushing out when he sees his former shizun get infected by a sower demon.

Luckily, it's been some years since the last time they saw one another. Shen Yuan's gained a few inches in height, so he's almost at eye-level with his old master now, and though he's still more slender than bulky he's picked up some totally new styles from training the demon realms. He doesn't move the same way he used to. With that, plus the veil, it's enough for him to quickly swallow back his words as he grabs Luo Binghe and quickly administers a cure for the sower infection.

Well, he has one of course. He wouldn't need it himself, heavenly demon blood and all, but his time running around playing hero in the demon realms meant he rescued a lot of humans from such fates. Which is hard to do if you don't have a cure to their afflictions, but between him and Shang Qinghua, sourcing such things was almost easy.

Luo Binghe looks at him like he's just seen a ghost. The other Cang Qiong sect members are alarmed by SY suddenly accosting one of their own and of course find him suspicious, so he runs away right after, and then he has to lose Sha Hualing's pursuit in the city.

But what else could he do? He manages to evade the system's attempts to railroad him into meeting Gongyi Xiao, avoids the rest of the Cang Qiong crowd, and drops some of the cure through the current Qian Cao peak lord's window to get the incident sorted out. Then he flees and puts a good amount of distance between himself, Jinlan City, and every righteous sect he can think of.

The only problem is that after this point, Luo Binghe is everywhere.

Any time Shen Yuan stays in one place for longer than a few days, Qing Jing disciples start turning up. Any time he takes a job hunting some cool-sounding monster or pursuing some interesting tome of knowledge, the better to satisfy the system, it seems like Luo Binghe has selected and gone after the exact same target! Which is especially annoying because back when SY was a disciple, Luo Binghe was always assigning him to do this stuff. Since when does his chronic homebody master have an interesting in six-tailed scorpion lemurs or ancient spiritual kilns?

What's weirder, though, are the rumors.

It seems like any time SY stops at some well-populated place and asks for the latest gossip, he has to hear about how the Qing Jing peak lord lost his beloved disciple during the Immortal Alliance Conference, and mourned like a widow, and now wanders the earth in search of solace for his grief. Seeking something, possibly even the ghost of his dear disciple.

What nonsense! Luo Binghe threw SY into the Abyss himself. He had to do it, it was the plot! And also his obligation as a righteous cultivator, confronted with a "dangerous" half-demon. Does it sting? Yes it stings! That's why SY wouldn't just forget it! Despite logically knowing it's pointless, is there some part of him that wishes his master would have chosen differently? That thinks he should have known that no matter what kind of power Shen Yuan had, he would never use it to hurt people recklessly, or harm innocents, or especially not harm... well. It's pointless, his blood condemned him, and if there is some part of Luo Binghe which regrets what happened, it's doubtless just that he unwittingly harbored a monster for so long.

Which is fine and Shen Yuan would leave it at that, if the guy would just let him!

But no. Instead he has to deal with Luo Binghe turning up and asking him questions, trying to get him to talk (SY has no hope of disguising his voice, if he says anything he's not even sure it won't crack as he comes perilously close to tears instead, so he just stays silent), and then asking for his name, asking if he's mute, asking about his background, his sect, his kin. Is his a righteous cultivator? Where did he get that sword? (NOT Xin Mo, thanks, he used that thing once and then tossed it back into the Abyss before the portal finished closing behind him -- he knows a poisoned chalice when he sees one, although knowing the plot twist about that sword from the novel sure helped.) Where did he learn those forms? Is he... does he have a safe place to go home to? Someone to tend his injuries? Make sure he eats his meals?

SY, of course, stays silent. But it's difficult. Not only because Luo Binghe asks, but because he still looks... bad. Sunken, sorrowful, desperate almost. Shen Yuan can't figure out if he knows or not. Maybe he's unsure, maybe he's looking for SY to give him a sign, so that he can figure him out and then flip a switch and try to finish the job he started.

That can't happen. If they fight, SY will win, and he doesn't want to hurt Luo Binghe.

But even if Luo Binghe's not a heavenly demon, he is a highly accomplished cultivator, and it seems he's got his own breaking points to reach. Eventually he corners SY and gets a hand on his veil, and for a moment SY is sure he's going to rip it off, see his face, and confront him all "I knew it was you, you twisted evil demon, you won't escape justice a second time" and he feels a deep, icy terror close around his lungs--

Luo Binghe lets go of the veil before he can lift it.

But then something even worse happens. Because Shen Yuan's handsome, peerless, noble master breaks down. He falls to his knees, begging forgiveness, sobbing, clutching at his head like he's being driven to madness.

It all spills out of him, then. How he pushed his own dearest disciple into the Abyss, which obviously SY already knew, but also how he was apparently qi-deviating the whole time, and his senses could not differentiate between one kind of demonic "threat" and another. How he realized what he'd done only after he regained his senses hours later, and rushed back to the place where the tear to the Abyss had opened, but could not find a way in after the one he lost. How he had betrayed and thrown away the only person who cared about him, and couldn't even explain that he hadn't intended to. How he would accept anything, any punishment, hatred, penance, or revenge, if only he could see his disciple's face once more.

SY is stunned.

Apparently, Luo Binghe hadn't rejected him for his demon blood?

Not only that, but beforehand, he seemed to have valued Shen Yuan a lot more than Shen Yuan would have credited.

Is it a trick? Is he lying? SY would have guessed so, would have assumed that Luo Binghe's plan was to lull him into complacency only to turn on him once he finally had confirmation. But somehow, he just... doesn't think this is an insincere display. His old master is too cool for this stuff! He has too much dignity to just throw it away on a scheme! There are other ways to get what he wants.

Even if it is a lie, Shen Yuan is tired of running. He's the hero. He won't actually lose, and if it comes to it, it's still in his hands to decide if he wants to spare Luo Binghe or not (he does, of course he does, even if this whole spiel is an act). Plus he's got a backup plant body in one of Shang Qinghua's greenhouses if all goes to shit.

He takes the veil off himself.

Luo Binghe, teary-eyed, stares at him as if his face is the most beautiful he's ever seen.

Shen Yuan nearly puts the veil back on. His cheeks heat up. Dear Shizun, aren't you an immortal master? A noble peak lord? Isn't it your calling to vanquish demons? Get up off the dirty ground right this minute! Where did your dignity go? Shen Yuan did not spend all those nights doing the laundry to watch his teacher dirty his knees for no good reason!

There's a quaver in Luo Binghe's voice as he points out that Shen Yuan was terrible at doing laundry. Luo Binghe had to redo it the day after, all the time.

Shen Yuan chides at him that he should have made one of the other disciples do it then.

Luo Binghe just laughs, and stays on the ground, until finally Shen Yuan has to physically pull him up. Muttering about how he's being ridiculous, what's he crying for, why's he been moping so much, doesn't he know that handsome face should never look so bereft? Then he realizes what he's saying and shuts his mouth, but Luo Binghe just looks happy for the first time in years. Since the Abyss. How is it possible that SY, who actually had to slog through that awful place, can still smile more than Luo Binghe, who didn't?

They're standing so close. Holding on to one another. Almost as if... as if the scene's tone is... well...

Oh what the hell!

Shen Yuan closes the last little bit of distance between them, and kisses Luo Binghe.

#svsss #scum villain's self saving system #bingqiu #long post #of course the plot probably interferes further then #turns out that while luo binghe was desperately trying to get sy back he accidentally woke up sy's father #who for this au let's say is sj instead of tlj #sj does NOT approve of this match and also hates all the righteous cultivators (and demons... and everyone mostly...)#but he is also busy trying to resurrect yqy or something #kidnaps sy like well I missed the chance to raise you and actually that's probably for the best but now I need your blood #for Reasons #luo binghe is not a fan of this turn of events #reverse holy mausoleum arc when SY is mostly unconscious except to sometimes throw out advice and LBH is dodging traps and villains #the pining-over-the-dead-shizun arc is probably AFTER the holy mausoleum and lbh self-destructs to rescue sy from sj's plans #sy refuses to accept this outcome he decided luo binghe was NOT to die he didn't need a redemption arc he was FINE sy DECIDED #but luckily they're in the holy mausoleum so sy grabs a resurrection artifact of some kind #has to spend a few years restoring and maintaining lbh's corpse before he can get the to actually work but it's fine #he's fine everything's fine he's GOING to get lbh back lbh is NOT ALLOWED TO DIE #luckily unhinged sy results in way less collateral damage than unhinged lbh #so mostly he just fights off mbj's attempts to honorably recover his shidi's body and offer him a proper burial #while camping out in the holy mausoleum and arguing with sj's detached body parts #y'know normal healthy behavior

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jay-wasstuff · 8 months

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#135 kidnap attempts from what i can see - insane!! bowserr step it up boo #fionna and cake spoilers #fionna and cake #winter king #candy queen #adventure time #simon petrikov

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jordanstrophe · 5 months

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Whumper cracked open the cell as the light revealed their captive on their knees. Their hands were bound behind their back and a chain bolted to the wall wrapped around their arms and chest.

The chain was nearly off, not enough they could get free but enough they clearly struggled for a long time.

"Almost got it off, huh?" Whumper smirked, standing over them as whumpee looked up with an exhausted expression.

"No worries. I'll tighten it for next time..."

#whump #whumpee #whumper #whump prompt #whump scenarios #captive whump #kidnapped whumpee #restrained whump #cruel whumper #failed escape attempt #controlling whumper #whump angst #isolation whump

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sorrelpaws · 9 months

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no offense but i genuinely fear that their potential dynamic will go severely underutilized

#rick and morty #morty smith #prime rick #my biggest fear continues to be 'morty gets kidnapped by prime to bait c137'#because i think it could just. be so much more neat if morty and prime actually formed some kind of relationship independently. good OR bad #like idk imagine if morty is coaxed to join primes side out of some misguided attempt to protect his family #would sure be fitting for a character that clearly values his family and their safety idk!!!#and like. god imagine what morty mighjt think of prime #like he currently only has rick's perspective of prime. and obviously whether he wants to or not he sort of Has to rely on what rick says #idk imagine morty meets prime and hes like damn this dude is pretty cool. whether its because prime is putting on a deliberate act #or morty just Genuinely Thinks he's cool #ohhhhhhh imagine this is how they bring the morty mindwipe thing back.#prime would b like 'did you know c137 left the parts of you that disagree with him in a video game? isnt that fucked up morty'#theres just so much TO DOOO and im so terrified of NONE of this happening #bcs the writers seem to be physically incapable of prioritizing anyone but rick #LIKE GOD PLEASEEEE i know they only care abt the redditor audience BUT PLEASE do something ANYTHING with morty im about to start crying #went on a little rant lol sorry. can you tell i really like morty.

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givemewallywestorgivemedeath · 11 months

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I love how these two don't give a flying fuck about their own safety but when it's about the safety of their best friend? Their childhood buddy? Their good-time pal?? Their brother in arms?!

You better goddamn believe they'll take that seriously.

Dick's all 'oh a bunch of assassins and mob bosses are after me and I'm injured but it's fine, I got this handled-' and Wally already has the man tucked into the pullout couch bed at his house before he's finished the sentence.

Wally's all 'okay so I know that the future version of me is dead on the floor and I'm supposed to die after fighting a fire BUT I can't not help if there are people who need me, so I'll just fight this forest fire and-' Meanwhile Dick already has 60 tranq darts locked and loaded and the floor lined with anti gravity beams.

#dc #dc comics #the flash #kid flash #wally west #dick grayson #robin #nightwing #batman #i just love the difference in how they show that they care about each other #both thought the other had died and that they hadn't been able to save them. cause wally saw the building collapse on dicl #and dick saw the dead wally from the future #and now they're both in super over protective mode. like full on 'shut the fuck up im not letting you die' mode #but for Wally that takes the form of bringing Dick into the heart of Central City (far from the danger) into his home #and making him sleep and eat and hang out with his puppy and kids while Wally attempts to solve the case for him (he tried real hard)#and for Dick that takes the form of threatening extreme bodily harm and kidnapping if Wally doesn't comply #i just- i fucking love it. Wally's like 'you cant make me' then he remembers hes talking to dick fucking grayson #and hes like 'fuck.... this building is full of anti speedster stuff to stop me isn't it'#and DICK DOESN'T LIE. HE JUST STRAIGHT UP THREATENS HIM.#i love it. they're both so fucked up

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selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs · 3 months

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*TW*

Hello!!! I absolutely love platonic yanderes with teenage reader so can I ask for a fic where the teen!reader is basically a traumatized being. They have experienced hell throughout their life from mental abuse to physical abuse. Like I mean, they have gotten in many dangerous situations which ended up with police involved (kidnapped, assaulted, murder attempt). Ofc the reader never really did anything wrong, they were just an innocent child till everything went downhill. They don't have any family members left leading them to stay at an orphanage. Anddd you could say the orphanage people aren't the nicest. And their mental health has become so fucked up that they had attempted suicide.

You don't have to do this if ur uncomfortable ofc. Sorry about how triggering the request might be

On the roof

Self-Aware! Platonic! BSD Cast x GN! Teen! Traumatized! Reader

Description: You are on the rooftop in the middle of the night.

Trigger warning: Suicide attempt. Abuse. Child abuse. Kidnapping. Assault. Attempted murder.

List of Suicide hotline numbers can be found here and here.

Warning: One swear word. English is my second language.

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You silently opened the door, that leads to the roof of an orphanage. With your phone in hand, you take a few steps forward.

The door closed behind you.

You just stand here. You were silent.

You were here. You wanted to end this.

You sighed and looked around.

Should you just... Go to the edge and jump? It's not like someone would care about you.

You didn't bother with the last note.

No one would care about the reason.

You will simply become a name in documents.

You just wanted to be heard.

You mindlessly looked at your phone.

Should you take it with you?

Or left it here, so someone else would use it?

Your gaze stopped at the "BSD Mayoi Inu Kaikitan" icon. Will the new owner delete it? Or will continue your progress?

You tapped on the icon. You didn't leave a note.

Yet, you "talked" to BSD Characters so often, that it seems right, to let them hear your last words.

Your reasons.

You opened the Main Menu and choose 'Meeting Hall' option.

The picture of ADA Office appeared. And Chibis of all BSD Characters appeared.

This new option was cute. You liked petting chibis.

All chibis 'looked' at you.

And you finally spoke.

"Mom was strange..."

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Your mom was strange.

She smelled funny. Like water everyone told you not to drink.

Sometimes, she stared at you. Stared for a long time.

And there were rules.

1. Don't cry.

2. Don't annoy mom.

3. You eat last.

4. If you stayed past curfew, you will sleep outside.

5. Don't tell anyone about your home life.

At least, she let you play outside as much as you want. Mom liked, when you were away from home.

*******

You were five, when you got kidnapped.

That night, you wake up to get some water.

Mom saw you.

In her eyes, you broke a rule.

You were sleeping outside.

One moment you were trying to get comfortable under the porch.

Next moment a man in a mask was dragging you in a van.

Three days.

You were in a dark, scary place for three days.

On a third day you heard two men talking.

"What do you mean, that mother didn't realize, that kid were missing?!"

_____

"Still... Mom paid the ransom. Kidnappers left me. It takes three more days for police to find me..."

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You were standing near a police officer. And your mom finally arrived to the police station to collect you.

You walked to her, your head was low.

She hit you.

You screamed.

You collapsed on the floor, and your mother bent over you. She hissed and pushed you in the side with her feet.

"Are you satisfied, brat? Get up and go pack your belongings, we’re moving to a shed."

"You should treat your kid more kindly..." the officer grumbled. Your mother squealed.

"Kindly?! This brat had ruined my whole life!” Your mom was mad. She screamed like a fury, jumped in place and gave cowering you blow after blow. You didn’t try to dodge. You just trembled, curled up into a ball.

"Hubby ran away as soon as he gets it inside me! But dear relatives didn’t let me throw it away. They didn’t let me give it to an orphanage! They said that I need to raise this child! They stood up for a little bastard! But now, when I need to pay debt, they are nowhere to be found! They say I play cards too much! I'm just unlucky! Things are not going my way! The house is mortgaged! I poured all my savings into the last card game and won! I would pay off all my debts! And because of this thing, I now have to live in a shed! What will I tell my family now?! What will others say about me?!"

Officer heard enough.

The CPS were called.

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"... They were trying to find my father... Until then, grandmother and grandfather agreed to took me in..."

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You were six.

Your grandfather sat on the opposite side of the table.

Your textbook and notebook were laying on the table before you.

And your grandfather was talking.

"I finished checking your homework. As I expected, you are a little idiot. A stupid, worthless waste of space. You have made few stupid mistakes. You wrote numbers in a wrong order.

Grandfather opened your notebook. A red paste was covering the page.

2 + 1 = 3 1 + 2 = 3

3 + 1 = 4. 1 + 3 = 4

"So..." Grandfather take a ruler.

"Give me your hand. It will be ten hits for every wrong number."

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"...it took two year to find my father. He had a family. And I... I was a child from affair. They never let me live it down... For years"

_______

You were nine.

The blow, when it came, took all of your air out of your lungs. You would have fallen if not for your two... "siblings" holding you.

"It feels good, giving a good beating to a dirtbag, right?"

The next hit was in your left eye. You managed to close it in time.

But it will be swollen.

You felt hot breath on your face.

"Your hair is too good for a bastard child."

Your sister brought the scissors up to your hair.

Snip, snip, snip. Cutting right alongside the scalp, sending your hair like leaves swirling to the ground.

Then scissors were plunged into your stomach.

"Die, child of a dirty whore."

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"...Police was called. They were arrested. But I remained with father and his wife..."

_____

You were twelve.

You were going food shopping. Big bags were heavy, you were tried.

You still need to clean up the house and make dinner.

When you were attacked, because someone tied to rob you, you didn't even care.

You only knew, that, you will be beaten again for being late. And for losing food.

You were long past gone. There were no point in carrying about yourself.

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You were thirteen.

Your father, his wife and you were going to the funeral.

Your father's uncle died.

Now he only has his wife and kids. And you.

He noticed your gaze in a reflection.

He yelled at you for staring.

And he crashed.

You spent three hours in a broken car.

You were the only survivor.

_______

"... I was sent to an orphanage. I am too old to have any chance to be adopted. And I wasn't the only one, who had no chance to have a family..."

______

You tasted dirt and blood. An old rug was thrown over your head, to make it harder for you to fight back.

Someone pressed a knee on the back of your neck and held your face against the ground.

A kick in the side made you roll on your back.

Another person began to push down on your neck with an arm.

You began to struggle, thrashing about with your legs and beating them against the floor, but it was no good.

There were other kids around—at least a dozen of them. One of them would do something. One of them was sure to see that things were taking too far. Your vision began to go fuzzy.

Caretakers saved you only because the noise didn't let them watch TV.

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"I couldn't take it anymore. I... thank you... Thank you for making me happy... For being the only happy thing in my life."

You finished talking and put your phone on the ground. You stand up and walked towards the edge.

You heard a loud noise. You turned around.

BSD Characters were standing behind you. Real.

And you were still standing near the edge. You were silent. Nikolai lift his overcoat and put his hand into the portal.

His head reappeared near you. You jumped away. Now you were even closer to the edge.

"No... I... I don't want to... Don't come closer..." whispered you. You took another step. You were almost here.

"[Y/N], if you go back, I will give you a hug!"

You froze and turned around.

Kenji Miyazawa made a step forward. He opened his arms, offering a hug.

"I promise, I will give you a hug. Come here... You really need a hug."

You trembled. You moved towards Kenji.

Step. After step. After step.

Kenji was standing here. Offering a hug.

You launched yourself forward, wrapping your arms around Kenji. He immediately hugged you back.

You cried. For the first time in years.

In a few minutes, you were in a middle of a large group hug.

________

You are fifteen.

You are living with your family.

You still have a long path to recovery.

And you are not alone.

BSD Cast will stay with you.

And will make sure, that you will never be hurt again.

#self-awarebsd #self-awareau #bungou stray dogs au #bsd #bungou stray dogs #bsd anime #bsd x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #platonic #tw: sucidal thoughts #tw: child abuse #tw: abuse #tw: kidnapping #tw: attempted murder

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Descent Into Madness

warning/s: YANDERE. implied noncon. unwilling darling. failed escape attempt.

You should’ve known better.

You should’ve listened to your instinct the moment your met his crazed gaze. The way he acted after seeing your shaking figure while standing behind his mother was anything but normal.

You should’ve ignored your friend’s plea as they begged for your help. You weren’t their only friend, and you rarely even spoke to each other before. You should’ve known that something was odd.

“I must say, you’re getting better at hiding now.” You could hear the snapping of branches along with the horrifying sound of the detector he was holding.

You should’ve tried to run a couple of meters more instead of cowering in fear while hiding under an enormous tree root. But nobody, not even yourself, can blame you for doing so.

For the last six months, your job as personal assistant has been forgotten by your employer's son—Nicholas.

At first, he was docile. He acted as if he wouldn’t hurt any living being on Earth; not even a bug. He barely even paid attention to you and you can do your tasks smoothly.

However, as time went by, his health improved.

He no longer stares outside his window while sitting on his cushioned wooden chair for hours. He started to spend more time sitting in the living room while watching the television.

Perhaps that was when it all began.

You’ve felt his prickling gaze behind your back whenever he's in the living room. But the head maid dismissed your claims and even scolded you for getting ideas in your head.

They kept on repeating the same lines on and on until they decided to move him in a more isolated area.

You were the only person assigned to look after him. Not even a maid, nor a driver who could offer you a ride to the nearest village was assigned to help you out.

“Yoo~hoo~ Y/N!”

You were immediately dragged back in reality when you heard his voice.

Your body began to tremble as soon as you hear the rustling of dried leaves and snapping of the branches nearby.

“I'm not sure whether I should reward you for doing so well in hide and seek or punish you for making me look so hard for you.”

The beeping sound began to speed up as he gets closer to your position. That thing was the bane of your existence.

“Y/N!” he yelled, the tone of his voice sounded more agitated than it was earlier. “I swear to every fucking god, I will teach you a lesson.”

Tears began to roll down your cheeks. You tried to keep yourself from sobbing, but it was already too late.

You could already see his soiled boots few feet away from where you were. The agonizing sound of sharp and rapid beeping echoed your head.

It was only a matter of time before he would lean towards your position.

He pointed a flashlight close to your face, almost blinding you in the process. Followed by a horrifying cackle.

“Found you.”

tbc.

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mj-skyair-star · 1 year

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█🕹️👾🎮Chapter 2: Crazy Dream!░▒▓█

March 28th, 2036, Friday night, 11:32 p.m. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

This is getting too frightening! I very much regret visiting Sophia's house late at night, even though it was partially worth it! I guess the result of visiting was both lucky and unlucky.

I turned around immediately to see what caused that thing to break.

I figured out what would make that smashing sound so easy to shatter. It was a light pole's glass case that was smashed. I knew it was that because it was the only thing around my area that had glass, and that light pole has always been on... I was unable to see the case (that used to protect the light bulb) since it sits at the top of the tall dark green pole. However, I might see shattered glass somewhere in the freshly mowed grass...

Nah, I'll use my phone.

I pulled out my phone and tapped the options to click 'torch' and then, boom! I have light! The back of the phone lit up like an actual torch. Now I'm able to see properly. Shining my phone on the ground, I could discern pieces of shattered glass scattered around it. Other pieces were further away... My heart pounded as slowly as a turtle's pace as I examined the broken glass case...

Someone must have thrown a rock at it... But I couldn't see a rock anywhere unless it flew far away- that would be a strong throw. From the looks of it, this can't be good. Wary and scared, I walked up to it to examine it more until I thought about taking a photo of this-

SMASH!

I gasped, knowing for sure that another light pole had been blacked out!

My heart was pumping rapidly as fear crawled up my spine.

My entire body began shaking dangerously again.

"Am I in some horror movie now!?" I search around to see if I can spot anyone.

Using my phone won't help, it's not designed to illuminate far distances...

"Hehehe~!" I'M DEAD SET NOT GOING TO STICK AROUND ANY LONGER!

I ran to get out of the park.

I came across two paths within five minutes.

One of them is the quickest to take me home but because I'm in 'a bit' of a panic, and kind of not thinking straight... I TOOK THE LONGEST PATH! But that's ok! I can just lose this dangerous stranger from the chase... I believe I can...

Whoever that laughing belongs to, it oddly sounds awfully a lot like Crowby from 'War of Time'.

Let me be a video game nerd for a moment.

Crowby is one of the creepiest characters in WoT. In comparison to other video games, I wouldn't say it's the most terrifying character, just creepy. I remember this one sketchy quote that I'll never forget (I can't remember what scene): 'I hide in the shadows, watching my prey wander about, alone. Naive to think wandering alone at night is smart. You will not notice me lurking in the darkness. If you feel the breeze of the Arctic, death is approaching. Imagine it as a game of tag~' ... The game is PG... Somehow that's acceptable for a PG game.

Developers are injecting a sense of eeriness into Crowby...

Rated PG isn't supposed to have creepy moments... Can it?.. Well, how am I supposed to know?

Crowby may like scaring other bots, although he doesn't choose to destroy anyone unless he feels like it or was ordered to by Artron-

Off-topic, I know.

I stopped running after fifteen minutes to catch my breath. As my chest rises and falls steadily, I lean on a nearby tree. I wasn't kidding when I meant I'm freaked out! I'm still shaking from all of that! I'm scared like a wild bird flies.

"I think... I'm... sa-AHHHHH!"- My scream was filled with dread as a fricking KNIFE stabbed into the tree I was leaning against, out of nowhere, near my face!

I took a few moments to calm down before I realised there was something too far-fetched about this knife than I thought it was...

"... Wait a minute... That knife... it looks like-"

"Hello~"

"AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!" I flinch at that same creepy voice that was literally right behind me! Yet again, I somehow had the guts to turn around to see who that person was.

I was speechless and more startled than ever in shock.

"Ah, ha, ha! Your face is priceless when you're horrified!" The 'person' wheezed.

That 'person' who is standing right in front of me is a humanoid bot, with a blood-red cloak and a LED face-like mask thingy.

He shouldn't be real! THIS IS TOO REAL TO BE TRUE!

"Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-You're-"

"C0RW8Y-26, that I go by Crowby, the right hand bot of AR1R0N A.K.A, Artron, the greatest hunter and fighter you'll ever know,"

"Who also got his butt kicked by 'The Cosmic Five'," my brain really wanted me to stay calm but... I didn't know what to say other than gawking at him at this point... Yep, still fearful.

"This has to be some sort of dream..." I whispered.

It heard me.

"I assure you, little fleshy human girl, this is no dream. I am..." He leaned very close to my ear while I tried to move away from him, upon remembering that his blade is still attached to the tree... it's in my way. "Very real~ hehe!" I'M TRAPPED AND DEAD!

"A-Are you going to k-kill me?" He lowered his black scarf and smiled in a nightmarish way that gave me goosebumps.

"Kill you? What made you think of it, fleshy child..? Ah, yes. I see. I'm a hunter that kills the prey. I understand. If you are a bratty kind of fleshy child, I would... Though Artron would hunt me down for doing that. I would not want that to happen unless he told me to,"

All of this confused me, but I guess it was also relieving at the same time. That is when a dumb idea popped into my head.

I ducked under the blade (not a knife) and moved away from Crowby. I stood up again as his head and eyes followed me. His smile dropped in a flash... Something I feared more about him.

"Um... Okay... I guess I should get going then, hehe," when I was about to walk away he grabbed my arm.

Of course, I'm not able to get away that easily. I'm trapped.

"You are not getting away, Airis Gamer," he said.

I widened my hazel eyes as my head turned towards him in terror despite my amazement.

My mouth opened.

"H-How do you know my name?!" Crowby smirked.

"Questions will be answered later. I must- AH!" Instantly, I kicked Crowby in the stomach. I didn't expect it to happen! I was creeped out! And, and!- That's why! I'm dead meat, 110%, absolutely dead meat! So I backed away and ran away from him again. "Grrrrrrrr! You little-"

Shing.

"GET BACK HERE!" Ohhhh no! No, no, no, no! Hearing that indignant tone made me sprint faster than a cheetah! I can't die!

***

Thank God!.. I lost him..! I think!? This is the weirdest, yet, the most frightening dream I have had so far (yes, I'm convinced that all of this is a nightmare). I've been trying to lose Crowby for way too long! And I may have had a problem, well, kinda. I'm only thirty minutes from home... Except... I felt like I'd been followed... again.

Oh, come on!

"Don't you fricking dare tell me that Crowby found me already! Because I'm not doing another 'looking back and forward' thing again!" Not only is he creepy, he's also incredibly annoying to deal with! I mean, as in, he keeps jump-scaring me nearly every time I look back and then he unexpectedly appears in front of me after checking!

... Then again, I'm a little anxious about him capturing me from behind this time. I scanned the area meticulously in an attempt to see if he was around...

Nope, he isn't th-

"AHHH!" Now I'm suddenly swooped into some sort of bubble cage out of nowhere!? "Wha- What the heck!?" Alright, this is too random!

"Ah, ha, ha, ha! I have finally captured you!" That voice sounds completely different... That's not Crowby's voice that- No! No way! There is no way Crowby gave up that quickly.

He never stops hunting, otherwise, he knows he has lost them for good (which would be a 43% chance).

That new voice is on one, other than-

"Dr Brainstorm!?"

I looked down at, indeed, a short old robot who looked (almost) like a rip-off version of Dr Albert Einstein but with less 'hair' on his head. Likewise, I noticed that I was floating above the ground, so I am in the Bubble Trap... That's cool! But it's certainly not good!

"Correction my dear, it is I, 4R.8RA1N570RM- Dr Brainstorm is what I prefer to be called, and-"

"The evil robotic genius that helps Artron rule the timelines," I interrupted and finished the rest for him, it did cause the short old bot to feel upset at first but was perfectly fine with it at the end.

"It is very rude of you to cut the evil genius in, however, you already know who I am because you played the game, I suppose... Do you like my trap?"- He smiled wickedly- "I called it-"

"The bubble trap? That's pretty obvious," You should have seen the look on his face! He was so stunned at my response! Ah, ha! Then again, the name is very obvious for this type of trap.

Who wouldn't name it as manifest as that?

Him.

The evil genius didn't say anything for about five seconds.

"... Well... I... uh... NO! Of course not! It's called... Uhm... it's called... the... the Spear Trap! Yes! That's the name! You are entirely incorrect," my expression remained unconvinced.

"Bruh, you just changed the name, c'mon!" No, seriously. 'Spear Trap'..? That's the coolest trap name he came up with?.. I guess there's nothing special about it.

You might be wondering by now. 'Why are you suddenly not scared?' Well, Dr Brainstorm isn't really a 'scary' character. In the sense that he's more of a bot that tries to shoot for the scares (even though he is incompetent). Think of him as Dr Doofenshmirtz, primarily evil 90% of the time.

Even when he threatens someone, it doesn't come across as convincing or formidable, despite the fact that he gets easily agitated over that.

"Why are you calm? Are you not afraid?" He asked confusingly while I simply answered with a shrug.

"Afraid of you? Of course, I wouldn't. You're not the scariest character that I ever met in WoT, "

Now that I think about it... Let's see, first, I was upset because of my so-called 'friends' treated me like shit, then got terrified of Crowby's unexpected appearance when I was at the park, and lastly, all of a sudden... I wasn't scared once I first met Dr Brainstorm for the first time..?

Pretty queerish.

Is it bad to not be fearful of someone who doesn't look scary yet kidnaps you? I think it is.

To me, I see him as a goofball.

"Hm... I see... I suppose I don't have to hear your annoying screaming for help over and over again... Time to go!" Dr Brainstorm chimed with a pleased grin.

How did I just notice that he had a mini mobile ride floating above my head? That must have explained why the trap is floating.- Oh right-

Timid, I begged him to release me.

"Wait! Please let me go! You don't need to do this! I don't know why you and Crowby are real or what you guys want, but I assure you, I'm not useful for whatever-"

"Sorry, my dear! I follow my master's orders. He needs your service,"

"That still doesn't explain why! Why do I need to be a part of this?! I'm just a useless kid!"

"B-But! I have a family! A mum, a dad, a brother and a sister! They'll notice I'm missing!!"

"Oh, ho! Do you really think begging will do anything? After all, I don't feel pity. I'm an evil genius, not an idiot!"- He laughed out of mockery- "And don't worry about your family, they'll just disappear in thin air!" My hazel eyes grew wide in apprehension at what he was saying.

"No... He wouldn't... Artron wouldn't... They know my family... Oh no!" Fully panicked to death, I began to try (out of desperation) to break free, I banged on the clear bubble 'Spear Trap'.

Bang, bang, bang!

"C'mon! C'mon!" It's not working!

The scientist knew I was trying to escape, and he knew I couldn't break free, so he laughed at me once more.

"Ah-ha, ha! Trying to smash through the trap with your weak fleshy fist won't work! What was the point of that, child?"

"... Yeah... what is the point of that..?" I felt movement.

The mobile ship floated up high into the sky, taking me to God knows where, but to Artron.

This is all my fault.

I should've waited until the next day, I really do blame myself!

Sliding down on the bubble against my back, I began to sob. Even though I'm 100% sure this is all a dream, it felt too real to be one... Why?...

...

POP!

"Wha-!? AHHHHHHHH!!! OOF!"

"Gotcha!" Never mind, I'm free!

The bubble popped out of the blue, causing me to fall, but I was soon saved by someone that caught me in their arms.

The loud pop sound also got Dr Brainstorm's attention.

"Huh!?" My head tilted up to see who- OH MY GOD!

"Captain Techblast!" My eyes sparkled eagerly at the leader of 'The Cosmic Five!' He chuckled, sounding happy to see me as well.

"He caught me in bride style before I even touched the ground! What a hero!" I guess it's not gonna be a nightmare after all!

"I'm glad I found you, or else you would be gone by now," he told me in relief.

"T3CH81A5T!? Techblast!" Dr Brainstorm snarled and floated down near us to Techblast's level. "How did you find us!?" His fist slammed against the mobile mini-ship in demand.

For Techblast, he presented the 'really' look.

"You were floating up in the sky so it's not difficult to miss, and your Bubble Trap is easy to pop, like an actual bubble, Brainiac,"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" The robot scientist yelled and pushed down a button for the mobile mini-ship to open up two weapons on its sides.

I was alarmed by the two weapons pointed directly at us, ready to fire at any moment.

"Hey,"

"Huh?" I looked over at my hero.

"Hang on tight, ok?" The leader whispered, not looking at me but studying the weapons till I heard the sound of something that was preparing.

Oh, crap! I knew exactly what he meant, so with no hesitation at all, I wrapped my arms around the bot's neck ever so tightly.

WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!!!!!

"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" He uses his speed boost to run off while holding me protectively and firmly. I was not prepared for this! I'm freaked out by the amount of speed, which is why I'm able to distract myself (preventing myself from thinking he'll fall and I'll die) by peeking behind his shoulder to see the mad, I mean, angry mad genius right on our tail! "He's behind us!"

"I know!"

PEW! PEW!

After the doctor started shooting his lasers, he missed us every time he tried to aim for Techblast, however, it caused some explosions in the background.

BOOM!

I hugged Techblast even more than before and lowered my head under his chin so I could remain calm, and without feeling so sick either.

***

It's been twenty minutes.

Techblast is still carrying me along with getting away from Dr Brainstorm.

Damn, the doctor never quits, does he? Now that I think about it, what is Techblast's plan-?

BOOM!

The laser finally struck us! Resulting us to CRASH!

In a protective gesture, he changed the holding position to a hug before losing his balance.

"WHOA!" My eyes shut, tightly.

We were rolled down to the rough ground at a very fast speed until we crashed into (what I'm guessing is) a wall.

CRASH!

...

Slowly my hazel eyes opened as I sat up slowly...

I can see dust... and due to dust filling our surroundings, I coughed up a little while simultaneously 'shooing' it away. Then I released Techblast and looked at the area that we were in... I could make out that we had crashed against the police station wall, leaving a massive crack.

This is the area I recognized.

We are definitely near Cranbourne Park.

My home is just a few minutes away!-

"Aww-̷̡̞̰̬̹̜̣̞̬͌̂̓͛͑͜w̴̨͔͐͂͛̚͝w̶̧̧̪̼̱̜͎͙͔͆͒͊̑͒͌́̇̂̆ͅ..." gasped from the groans of pain coming from- Oh crap! This is not good!

"At last! The ship is down!" I shot up at the familiar voice.

From afar, Dr Brainstorm is coming! Shit! Shit! SHIT!

"H̷̻̖͖̿̒̾͐̃̈̋͝-̴̱̥̆̈́̈́͆̽̀͝H̵͈̥̪̏͗͝e̸̢͎̯̝̫̥̊̀̅͆̓͆̄́͑̔͜ȳ̴̢̟̱̘͍̹̘͔̱̲̏̈́̀͂͝͝," The hero bot glitched- The exploitation really got him that badly!? The sight I'm seeing frightens me.

Techblast is damaged.

Not too messed up at least. My heart was pounding steadily.

"A-Are you ok?!" I asked anxiously.

"I'll b̶̢̢̜̰̲̰̻̗̽͑͆̇̒̔͋͋̈́͜͝ͅ-̵͚̞̙̲̻̅͌̃̔b̴̡̛̩̦̏̏̃ē̵̟̹̤̠̘̽͜͝ ̴̨̢̢̮͕̟̦̩͒͝͝f̴̼̹́̾̄̒̄̿͊i̷͇̪͙̮̾̋͜͜n̷̡̧̯̗͙͖̝̭̲̐͌̋̑͒͒̍-̶̙̳̪̜́̾̍͛̓́̈͘e̵̖̜͍̥̦͔̹̳̲̝̓̏̑͊̀͌̍́̓̕,̶̙̟̼̼̩̦͐͋ͅ ̵̨͍̦̲͋̓͋̊̎r̶̻̦̬̘̫̩̓͋̆͠ĭ̶̝͔̉̂͗̕g̴̢̜̬͖̜̞̖̩̭͊̂̐̑̈́̽̀́-̵̧̧̠̟͚̺̺͛͂̔͐͆͐g̴̮̮͙̰͑̃̇͒̌̈́̃̿͝h̸͚̣̤̻͍͋̊͆̄̐́̇̉t̸͚̤̖̑̆̋̆͌̆̚ ̶̦̐͒̋͐͂̈̍̈n̵̳̠̻͌̍-̴͎̻͈̝͉̙̌̄̈́͆́͆͛̕͝o̵̗̙̖̔͋͑̿̔͌̇̃̕͝ẁ̴̰̞͖̖̬͇͍̠͍͕̇̐͠͠ your ş̸̖̬̰̪̦̙̱̿́̈́̓̓̕ä̷̧̨̮͓̱̟͔͕́́̽͌̋̌̑͗̀͝-̸̻̮̜̈̅͌̒̈́̽͋̃̄̑f̴͍͎͖̘͕̫̰̥͂ḛ̸͉̠̈́̊̌̄̋̽̚̕͠t̴͚̹̜̗͔͗̉́́͘y̶̨͍̟̠͍̮̚ is m̸̡̱̙̠̻̪̥̩̗̰̄̄̄̈́͐́-̶̨̤̱͍̖͒͆̅̌̑͌̀͛m̸̛͇̿͐̆̊͂̅͂̕͜͝-̵̛̭̖̻̭̬̒̃̀̈́m̴̥̾̃̋̐͌͋ó̸̡̟̩̪͔̻̲̘̂̄̅̃͜ŕ̷̛̮̪̝̔̈́̓̊̀͆͘ę̷̯̮̇͛̋̾͐͑̚͘ ̶̥̣̞̤̰̣̮͍̎̓̓͐̕͝ì̶̜̈ͅm̶̨̢̤̲̹̃̾͗́̒̕͠p̷̢̧̨͍̳̮̞͉͓̃̐͑̀̾̿̆̚ò̸̹̣͇̮̲̦̱̀-̶̧̨̧̫͎̱͈̜̳̀͋͌̉̕͝r̷͈̤̈́̄͛͗͠ͅẗ̶̙̗̰͓̟̮͎̟͗́̈́͠ͅa̶̢̽̆̽̈́̏n̷̡̯͕̠͎̗̫͍̘̂̿̽̅͂̅̈́̒͜͠ẗ̷͈̤̩́̈́̀̊͐̇̀̏͝͠, run, run s̴̩͙̪͙͆̈́͗̈́͘-̵̲̹͕̻̻̼̫̤̯͎͛̐͑̾̐́̃̊͘s̴̝̍͊-̴̺̝̔̃̑̉͝ͅs̸͓̱͇̥̻̦͌̈́̈́͝-̴̮͙̱͓̠̞̦̘̦͐̏̈́̌̈́ͅó̶̭͉̘̪̞̟͐̽̄̄̂͜ ̴͈͍̘̲̣̞̍͋B̶̧̜̙̟͙̪̖͓͊̒͑͋͠r̵͚̺̀͐̃̉͐͊a̶͚̤͔̮̦̤͋̆͜ͅͅ-̵̛̣͙̽̀̏̃̕͠i̵̠̱̩̯̞͉̞̺̭͆́̈́n̴̨̛͇̩̹̝̹̓̃͗̌͂̅̒̒i̸͖̰̼͘-̸̨̪̺̝͕̦͖̖̤͠ͅa̵͔͈͉͙͌̽́̅͒̕c̸͙͗͌͋̂̿̈̕͝͝ doesn't c̵̯̱͈̹͒̓͗̋́͐ͅ-̴̺͓̟͈͖͖͇͖̈́͊̍̀̀͆̚͝ͅc̶̨̛͍͙̻͕͒̒́̆͒͝ͅ-̵̪̂̾͜c̷̱̘̜̹̞̤̝͆̆̑̔̄̏͠ą̷̛̛̱̜͈̫͖̬̤̞͇̐̈́̓̏͠t̵̡̻̘̝̂ͅc̸̢̙͇͎̳̻̥͙͗̓̉̉̏͘͝h̵̨̪̜̬͍̟͑̾ you ă̶̧̧̜͉̻̠͎̣̔͆̉͊̅͝-̶̠̈́̏͂͝ą̶͇͈̫̫̂͝g̷̥͒̀̑̓͑à̶͖̪͙̻͋̌́́̓i̷̦͆͒̈́ǹ̴̮̮͓͋͋͑̓͝!̷̨̖̱͎̦̲̫̓͋͛̓͐̔̕ͅ"

He told me.

My eyes widened to hear this.

"B-B-But-!"

"GO! ̸̦͊͋̚I̴̡̓̒̄͌͒͘̚͝͠-̶̧̨̦̰͙͋͗͗̀͐̇̋͠ͅI̷̗̟͒ͅ'̵̨̳͍̼̪͌̆l̸̪͉̫̻͛͋̌̉̍̾̅̊l̵͍̉̈́̇̄̂ ̴̙̥̰͓̃̈́͜be ḟ̵̲-̸̧̓̔f̶͇͍̺̺̲͇͇͉͝-̷̧͈͖̺͎̀͐̿̕͝͝f̶̥̻͈̮͚̝͝ͅį̵̡̺̀̚n̶̢͚̲̜͔̟̖̪̝̂ȩ̵̢̲̻̰̘͖̇͆̅͌͜!" He got himself up carefully and held his arm afterwards, "I'll d̴͍̾̈́͋͒͘͝͝ï̷̙s̸̟͇̹͍̩͚͖̍̐̇͐̊̕-̷͚̳̻̩͇̼͇͊͑̉̊̇̔͆ś̶̛̺͓̮̩̝̖̟͛ͅ-̵̣̞͓͎̳̒͐̆͒͆̕͠͠s̴̝͙̤͚̦̖̥̭͎͆͜-̵̧̮͇͗̎͂̆̎͘͝s̵̛͓̱̫̦̱͇̟̼͑͒̒͋͐͒̕̚̕͜-̸̨̙͚̲͍̳̲̈́̆̈̄͒̔̈́̑s̴̙̤̞̏͛͌͌̎̀̃͑͝t̸̨͓̖̪̖̊̔̀́͒̇̓͘̕̚ͅr̵̳̪͕̟̝̺̜̳̳̈́̄ͅa̴̢̮̭̭̭̯̓͌̆͒́́͒̂c̶̨̧̨̛̯͚̱͇̫̺̋̓̔̎̕̕͜͠ṫ̷̞́̀̐̍̀͛̕ ̸̧̡̞̦̬̗̤̙̮́̊̍̀͘ḧ̵̳́̔͐͆̀��̸̠͓͖͇̳̥͍̻̮̎̔̒͆̈́́͠-̷̧̨̰͕̜̤̝̻͔̌͛͆̍̆̎̋͛m̴̧͒̑̍͆̒,"

Looking back at Brainstorm and then at Captain Technoblast... My heart sank, knowing there was nothing I could do.

I sighed and managed to stand up.

I have full confidence that he'll be alright... I hope so.

"Ok then..." I really don't want to leave him like this but... he wants me safe...

I ran off.

I was too scared to even be involved in this battle.

Besides... It's only a dream... right?

***

I arrived back home. Safe this time.

After closing my bedroom door silently.

"This dream is too real to be true..." I walked over to my closet and pulled out a pair of light blue pyjama pants with so many cartoon huskies on them, a grey shirt, and a jumper.

After I changed my dirty clothes into my clean PJs, I charged my phone to place it on my bedside table before my cold body got in contact with warmth, my blankets.

Once I lay down facing the ceiling, I sighed.

"It's just a dream, Airis..." From convincing myself that it was all a dream, to my consciousness being taken over by tiredness, I closed my drowsy eyes until I was officially drifting off to sleep... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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#au where dimple meets teru right after he escapes an attempted claw kidnapping and teru keeps him around #dimple is like do u want to become god and teru is like ok #cons of keeping dimple (10000 word essay) pros: not more lonely anymore #what if dimple was like a shitty mentor to him what if #what if teru kept him around and then mob would exorcise him thinking hes forcing teru into possession #(but ends up not killing him fully ofc) and teru is like :0 #mp100 #mob psycho 100 #mp100 dimple #ekubo #teruki hanazawa #metukikart

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Bring Me Home, Chapter 2 Part 3

A little shorter this week. I had my graduation ceremony over the weekend and the opportunity to hang out with my sister-in-law for the first time in a few months! (She and my brother moved states a few months back.) If you scroll down a bit, you'll be able to see how I decorated my graduation cap! I love how it turned out.

But you don't care about that. It's Wednesday! Time for a WIP Wednesday segment!

Story Summary: Tim and Danny are both neglected by parents who care more about their work than their families. They deal with this by spending too much time online and find each other playing MMORPGs. They keep up their friendship as Tim becomes Robin and Danny becomes Phantom and don't bother keeping secrets from each other.

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Unable to get Tim’s attention, Conner asked, “Who’s Technus?”

Danny shrugged. “One of my rogues. Tuck thinks he’s the ghost of Nikolai Tesla. He’s interested in controlling all technology and will make himself a giant mechasuit cannibalized from any electronic he can find in, like, a half mile radius. Super annoying.”

Tim hummed. “You didn’t tell me about him being Nikolai Tesla.”

“It’s a new hypothesis of Tuck’s. He’s been trying to research all the ghosts that come through as part of our profiles on them. That involves trying to figure out who they might’ve been in life. We’re hoping it’ll help me deescalate confrontations to cut back on property damage. Thanks to my parents talking about how evil all ghosts are, no one trusts Phantom and I get blamed for everything.”

Tim reached out and squeezed Danny’s shoulder. Practically everything Danny ever said about his parents made him like them less. To change the subject before he learned something else that’d make him want to attack Jack and Maddie while they were under the same roof, he asked, “So why does ectoplasm harm electronics anyway?”

Danny seemed to lean into his touch. “Well, ectoplasm is complicated. It is generated in this dimension but doesn’t really belong here. It comes about through death and leads the way to the Ghost Zone. At least… that’s the hypothesis I think is the most likely. I’ve only really been studying it for a few months since my own accident, though.” He shook his head. “Anyway! When it interacts with things on Earth that aren’t trying to get to the Zone, things get weird. Especially with non-sentient things that can’t will the ectoplasm to act in a specific way. Even animals can exert some control over ectoplasm. But electronics can’t.”

It was only a few minutes more before Danny had completely disassembled the phone. He then grabbed another pipette and adjusted the volume and added ectoplasm to certain pieces. Then took a third size and did it all over again.

“How on earth did you find out how much to add?” asked Bart. “You’re changing quantities constantly.”

“Trial and error. Long and tedious trial and error. We tried dipping sections in the ectoplasm to start, but that generally fried the tech and mutated its function. Wires do do best with submersion, though. No more than a second or two for small ones. Even after we stopped submersion, we started by adding way too much—spreading it over the entire chip. But that also didn’t work. Realized just half a microliter applied to the connections was best. The camera, speaker, and microphone need more. Those get ten microliters apiece. And we just kept trying different amounts until we had something that worked. We ruined four phones before we started testing each component individually.”

Conner let out a low whistle. “Well we’re glad you have. Thanks for helping with this.”

“Of course. Anything for Tim.”

Tim’s face heated as Cassie laughed. “Yeah, our Tim has a way of winning people over, doesn’t he?”

“I think I won him over, actually.” Danny hung the pipette back up on the holder. “All right, now just to put this baby back together. Who’s hungry?”

“Me!” called Bart. “It’s been ages since we’ve last eaten.”

“You’ve got an accelerated metabolism, right? We’ll stop by a store and get some extra stuff if you need anything overnight or tomorrow.”

“I like you,” said Bart. “You should come with us when we leave. Join our team.”

Tim buried his face in his hands, did none of his teammates know the definition of subtlety? Offering Danny a place with the Teen Titans or Young Justice was the first thing he tried.

“Thanks for the offer, but as I’ve told Tim, I can’t leave Amity. No one else is capable of responding to ghost threats.”

Conner shook his head. “Looks like your parents have it under control.”

Danny laughed. “Oh hell no. They’ve got a lot of inventions and most of them do something. But it’s not always what they expect them to do. And dad’s aim is terrible.” As he spoke, he continued to reassemble Tim’s phone.

Tim couldn’t help but admire how expertly Danny’s fingers moved over the pieces. And before he knew it, Danny was handing the phone back to him.

“Should work now. Turn it on and double check.”

Tim took it and held the power button until the WE logo appeared. Sure enough, once the screen loaded, so did a dozen missed phone calls and even more missed texts.

Bruce, Dick, and Barbara had all attempted contact multiple times. Even Alfred had called once. He winced and immediately called Bruce back.

“Hey, B,” he said as soon as the call connected. “We’re all fine. Just crossed an area that messed with our tech.”

“How did it mess with your tech?” Bruce demanded.

“It’s normal in this area. But I’ve a local friend and he fixed my phone. He’ll take care of Conner’s, Cassie’s, and Bart’s after we grab some dinner. So if anyone else is worried, tell them we’re fine and they can call me in the meantime if they have questions.” Tim made sure to use civilian names so Bruce would know they were no longer in costume.

“Who is this ‘friend’?” asked Bruce.

“God, B, it’s fine. I’ve known him for years. We game online together when we can. Have since we were kids.”

“Hn.” Why was it so much harder to read Bruce over the phone than in person? It was so annoying. “I see. Where are you currently?”

“We’re in Illinois. Will probably stay here a day or two with Danny and his parents. And then we’ll come home and share everything about our trip.” Aka, submit an official report about the outcome of their mission.

“Very well. I expect to know all the details. And I want twice daily check-ins until you’re home.”

“Fine, fine. Will do. Bye, B.” Before Bruce could demand anything else, Tim hung up on him. Next he shot texts to Dick, Alfred, and Barbara assuring them he was fine and his phone was working again. Replies came instantly and he ignored them all. “All right, that’s done. Let’s go eat.”

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I think this is the first time I've had an actual scene break to stop the segment at. I usually just go until I see a change in the conversation, but I've got my <hr> marker at this point and there's gonna be a scene change! (So I won't have to repeat a paragraph or two next time I post.)

You get a different explanation for ectoplasm in this fic! Wasn't planning on that, but it happened and I like it.

Hope you enjoyed.

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