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Death Is Always Inevitable

Summary: Life is unfair. That’s what you’ve always known, so you fought back against it. Which leads you to where you are now, on a battlefield with people you’ve only known for a while. Will you be able to save everyone or will it all end in a massacre?

Warnings: Blood, Violence, Language, Gore, Angst, Death, and Timeline is messed up

Paring: Todoroki Shoto X Fem! Reader

Word Count: 10,898 Words

Chapter 2 : | Series Masterlist

How many years has it been since then? Since I've signed away my life and dedicated it to protecting humanity and fighting against the titans. It's a bit of a blurry memory, signing up for the cadets at only 12 years old because of the breach of Wall Maria. I had nowhere to go and I was all alone. I had no family and friends, they had all died either from debris thrown at them when the wall was kicked down or either eaten by the titans.

I remember the gruesome training that I received, but I did make some good friends there and for a while, I was truly happy, but of course, that was all before they were all slaughtered and eaten in front of me by the titans. The titans… I hate them, it's only natural as everyone else does. They took our homes, families, friends, and pride. I joined the survey corps to fight against the titans in hopes of taking revenge against them.

It was pointless of me to think of that. I realized that no matter what I sacrifice or how hard I work, they’ll just keep coming back to take more and more innocent lives. I could only watch as my friends kept on dying in front of my eyes in every fight against them, whilst I could only stare and fight other titans because I was also trying to save myself.

We were fighting to survive and to live another day. Day by day we began to lose our will and sanity. But when we finally discovered that there was a world beyond the walls, that there were other people outside, that we weren’t alone. I was happy… There was hope.

But then again we’d have to fight for it just like everything, we weren’t only fighting monsters now, we were turning into ones. Titans were also once human, but since they've turned and no way to reverse it unless you eat a titan shifter of course. I feel bad for the person trapped inside the titan of course. Knowing the truth about titans, knowing that they don’t understand what they’re doing, knowing that they're trapped in a nightmare.

Yet I still can't find it in my heart to forgive them. The hatred that grows in my heart towards them only keeps on growing with every human they mercilessly slaughter. But they're not the only ones who kill humans, we too do that as well, but of course, they were our enemies, and day by day, I was slowly beginning to lose the hope that I newly obtained.

That was all before, now everything's changed. I was given a mission by Commander Hange to infiltrate a high school. I was entrusted with this mission because only I could fulfill the spot. They needed a 15-year-old and being the only 15-year-old and youngest among the scouts, the job was already mine from the start. It’s a mission for a maniac if I’m being honest.

But I took it anyway as it's my duty. What's interesting about this mission was that the school I would infiltrate wasn't any regular school. No, it was a school for heroes. Children from the age of 15 who are gifted with great power called quirks enter here and for 3 years they train to become heroes. Heroes… I see them as a joke, there is no such thing as a hero. Not anymore at least.

"Ackerman! Don't fall behind." A man named Aizawa yelled at me from the front of the class.

Snapping out of my thoughts I quickly caught up with the group, "Yes sensei, I apologize!"

The class I was put in was class 1-A. I entered the school around 6 months after its opening. It was after the fall of their supposed number 1 hero, All Might. And because of that, it made everyone suspicious of me being a villain. I can tell that everyone doesn't fully trust me, especially Todoroki Shoto. I needed to earn all of their trust because that's the main point of my mission.

I'm currently wearing my old uniform minus the cape. We're walking towards this big hero agency that's located on the topmost floor of this tall building. The class around me conversed excitedly around me. I tried to join in with them, some politely let me while others looked at me with disgust as though I was a villain. In the end, I ended up having a one-sided conversation with the boy who distrust me the most, Todoroki. He looked at me with suspicious eyes as I conversed with him regarding the place we were going to.

"Isn't it exciting? I can't wait till we arrive at the agency." I smiled and talked excitedly

"Yeah…" He replied practically annoyed with my voice

He practically deemed I was a villain without any sort of proof. His eyes silently glared at me as I talked. I wanted to yell at him that I'm truly not a villain, but that would make a scene, which would lead to me becoming more suspicious of being a villain and the U.A. traitor. So I fucking suck it up and let him continue to silently glare and look at me in disgust.

He kept on making rude glances my way and I so wanted to slap him in the face for it. But then again if you were in his shoes then you’d understand why he was doing that. Almost everyone in school firmly believes that I’m a villain and that I deserve to be expelled. However, despite how everyone treated me, I needed to ignore those comments and rumors because the mission required it. That’s why when this mission is finally over I will smack everyone who comments on me, hard in the face without holding back or having any hesitation.

~~~

We hid in an abandoned warehouse for about 2 weeks since we first arrived here in Japan after getting information out from Yelena. She told us about how every nation that knew about titans and such were all afraid of the nations who had quirks.

They called those nations, Oddity, because of their quirks. All of the other nations hid from the Oddities because of how advanced their technology was compared to everyone and also if we were to attack them, the Oddities would have an advantage because a lot of their people have quirks and they could use those quirks to their advantage to defeat the titans.

But word reached Yelena that within a few months the Marleyans would begin their attacks on the Oddities because based on a recent experiment they did, quirks no longer have effects on titans and if they were it didn't have that great of an effect. There was no proof to back this up of course since it was a rumor. But at the moment all we had going for us was that rumor.

We had no hopes of defeating the Marleys who were already determined to defeat us. So we came up with a plan, we had no other choice but to somehow manage to form an alliance with the Oddities so that we could find a way to defeat the Marleys. This is where I come in, I was offered a big mission.

I was to gain the trust of the Oddities by enrolling in their topmost school and getting connections with the heroes there. And when the time comes, that the Marleys would attack the Oddities, starting with Japan, we would help Japan survive and defeat the titans. After that, we would form an alliance.

"Ackerman, do you fully understand your mission? Do you accept it? " Commander Hange asked me in our private meeting.

"I accept."

"Good. You'll be enrolled in U.A. High within a week. Leave the rest to us, for now, train with Levi to pass the entrance exam. I want you to get to the top. I know that's hard since you don't have a quirk but I'm sure you can use your Ackerman skills to help you." She said seriously as put both hands on the desk.

"Yes, Commander." I replied just as seriously as she was.

"Hey brat, your training begins now." I turned around only to see Captain Levi leaning on the door frame, his hands tucked in front of his chest.

"Levi! Right on time! Don't be too harsh on (Y/n) here." Hange quickly joined in as her old self.

I remembered how Captain put me on endless training to improve my combat skills, we also focused on mastering different sorts of weapons. I was somewhat glad that I could improve on my skills outside of killing titans but now I wasn't allowed to use the ODM gear anymore since I wouldn't be using it in U.A. which sucks a lot. I loved using the ODM because of the thrill it gives me every time I use it and now to have it taken away really does suck.

~~~

We now entered the building and headed towards the elevator, we would go up by batches and meet the pro hero who would teach us new lessons for hero stuff. I was included in the last batch of students. When we arrived at the top floor, I was amazed by the view I was met with. It overlooked the city and the weather was just perfect, the sunlight hit the city perfectly too. I ignored what the hero who was showing us around his agency had said and instead enjoyed the sight in front of me.

We were to spend the rest of the day learning the way a hero should run their agency, but I don't care about learning that. I wasn't Midoriya who would take notes of everything that could help you become a great hero. I'm me.

A while had passed and it was a miracle that the League of Villains hadn't popped out yet to terrorize us. I've met them a few times during my short stay here in class 1-A and believe me when I say this. It gets annoying how many times they try to attack us and then proceed to fall back because they lost.

It was now around 3:30 PM, 30 more minutes and we could go home. Well more like going back to the abandoned warehouse. We were now heading to the stairs that lead to the rooftop. The pro hero of this agency said that we could use the rest of the 30 minutes to watch the view of the city from the rooftop. I was in front of everyone and I was excited to see the view more than anyone else, who knew? Maybe this will be the last time I get to see a city like this. Little did I know, that was the truth.

I was mesmerized as I pushed the door open excitedly and a soft cold wind blew through me. Walking towards the edge of the building, I gripped tightly to the rails as I leaned forward to get a better view of the city. I could hear the bustling that went down on the streets below us as I felt the slight shiver of goosebumps run through my arms and the hair at my nape stood on its ends.

"Ackerman! Please don't lean on the railings you might fall!" Iida yelled at me, which I ignored.

"I know you're excited, Ackerman. But listen to your class representative." Aizawa-sensei came up from behind Iida.

"Alright, fine." I pouted and I let go of the railings and walked back towards the group gathered at the center.

We spent around 15 minutes conversing and enjoying the calm breeze blowing in the air. When Aizawa-sensei thought that since there was nothing for us to do, he could let us go home around 15 minutes earlier. So he made his way to the front of the class and began to make the announcement.

"Alright, class. Since there's nothing left for us to do. I-" Aizawa-sensei was cut off by the sudden sound of grappling hooks unsheathing themselves and wrapping themselves around the steel railings behind him. The loud 'clanking' and 'screeches' it left made everyone's ears cringe and hurt, but I was used to it so I guess it didn't bother me much. Immediately Aizawa-sensei turned around only to be stunned by the sight of more grappling hooks wrapping themselves around the railing.

"Prepare, they could be villains!" Aizawa-sensei yelled out to the whole class.

The only thing that ran through the class' mind except for (Y/n), was 'Is this another attack by the LOV?!'. Instead of thinking the same thing as everyone else is, I instead thought about what and why they are here. Everyone immediately prepared themselves for a fight that they thought was about to occur and before (Y/n) could say that those weren't villains. People with green cloaks and a strange device wrapped around their hips flew in the air only to land on the rooftop with the class. Aizawa-sensei was about to wrap his weird scarf around the one right in front of him, but then the supposed villain asked a question that shocked everyone.

"Is (Y/n) Ackerman here?" A woman with a black eye patch around her eye and was wearing glasses over it asked very calmly as though what she just did was an everyday thing for her, which was true.

All the while this was happening, (Y/n) who was at the back of the class started to panic and run towards the front, ending up shoving a lot of people off in her way the front. 'Shit! This is it, isn't it?!' I practically screamed in my mind in panic as my heart began to beat even faster than before as adrenaline was beginning to pump through my blood

"Commander! I'm here!" I yelled out as I shoved through everyone, not caring at the moment that I was being rude.

"Oi, bitch! Don't shove me or I'll shove your ass off of this building!" A very angry Bakugo was yelling at me as I shoved him, but I didn't care.

Saluting in respect for Commander Hange in front of everyone, "(Y/n) Ackerman, reporting!" I yelled as I finished saluting and put my hands on my back.

Everyone stared at me with confusion written on their faces. Hundreds of questions ran through their minds

"(Y/n), please give me a report of the class." Commander said seriously, which made me more nervous than before.

“Ackerman, I'm warning you! Step away from the villains now!" Aizawa-sensei yelled at me, his suspicions of me being a villain growing even further.

"As of now, nobody in class 1-A, or any class in U.A. High for that matter, including teachers, don't trust me enough. They all believe I am a villain sent by the League of Villains to infiltrate them from within."

"Ackerman! You're the U.A. traitor, aren't you?!" Aizawa-sensei's suspicions were rising through the roofs, he really didn't want to have a student who was a villain. No one would.

Aizawa-sensei was heard by them but ignored, which made him annoyed and so he took a fighting stance at his student. Prepared if he must use his quirk to stop Ackerman if she finally decides to reveal what quirk she has. He's rationalizing his thoughts and preparing multiple strategies in his head, but he can't pull out any moves until they move first. So he decides to motion to his students to just watch, listen, and prepare for a fight.

~~~

"Shit! We need to contact the pro hero running this agency for backup!" Todoroki whisper-yell to Midoriya who was right beside him.

"I know, but the villains are blocking the exit! They must have planned this in advance!" Midoriya replied to the dual-haired male.

"Deku-kun! My phone has no signal, I can't contact anyone!" Uraraka showed her phone to him

"It's probably because of how high we are, the signal can't reach us!" Midoriya replied to her

"What do we do now?!" Kaminari said out loud in exasperation, "C'mon! These villains really don't give us a break!"

"I'll make a radio to contact the heroes downstairs!" Yaoyorozou whispered

Everyone quickly huddled around her to cover up her using her quirk to contact the heroes below. But unbeknownst to them, the scouts had already surrounded the whole building and were busy having a battle. The scouts weren't trying to create a fight with the heroes, in fact, they were trying to warn them of the fact that enemies are heading their way here. But of course, they didn't believe them, because why would they?

They had nothing credible to back them up. All that the heroes could see were crazy maniac people, who claimed that creatures called titans were going to devour this city. However, things took a quick change when the heroes finally noticed that under their cloaks were in fact swords and missiles. The scouts below were winning the fight, only because they were moving more quickly and efficiently than the heroes with the help of their ODM gear.

Yaoyorozou, who had just finished making the radio, quickly tried to contact the heroes below them. Everyone surrounding her was creating distractions in order for her to contact the heroes by asking questions to the apparent villains.

"Hello? Is anyone there?" She called out

"Cr-Creati?! Is that-that… You?" A voice yelled out from the radio and in the background, they could hear a lot of yelling

"Yes, we're in desperate need of backup! Villains are surrounding us!" She yelled back to the radio that keeps on cutting

"You…! Own-! Fi-Fighting! Ca-n't help-p!" The voice yelled back before it finally became too distorted and no one could understand them until it fully stopped and static was the only thing that could be heard.

"We're on our own. We can't rely on the pros to help us out this time." She looked nervously at Jirou who was beside her.

"Don't worry, we'll get through this. We always do." Jirou whispered reassuringly to the girl beside her and kissed her on the lips.

~~~

"I see, (Y/n). Do you think that you could still convince them to evacuate the city?" Commander asked me

"I can." I replied a bit nervously

"Evacuate the city?! What is going on Ackerman?!" Aizawa-sensei was now really on edge.

"Is this it?" I questioned calmly but inside I was panicking.

"Unfortunately yes, we intercepted Reiner from the radio, saying that they are already heading here." Hange said

"How much time do we have left?" I asked

"We’re not sure, but we'd give an hour at most." Captain intervened

"I'll do my best then." I replied

"What the hell is going on?!" Bakugo being the attention seeker he was, yelled out

"Ackerman, are you a villain?!" Kirishima-kun looked at me in hopes that I'd say no.

"You're the U.A. traitor aren't you, Ackerman?!" Aizawa-sensei yelled out, making everyone's head turn at me.

'U.A. traitor?!' Everyone stared in disbelief at me. Although they had already predicted that I was. Ignoring everyone behind me and tuning all of their questions, I began to ask the commander for orders.

"We'll need you to contact the mayor of this city and convince him to evacuate it." Hange spoke

"Alright, I understand commander." I replied professionally

"One more thing, (Y/n). I need you to look out for this class and help then evacuate the civilians. There are ships at the pier, we'll use those to bring them back." Captain Levi said

"What?! With all due respect captain, but I could be more of use if I was in the field helping everyone fight instead of babysitting." I rationalized

"What the fuck do you mean by babysitting, you shitty idiot?! I don't need anybody looking out for me!" Bakugo screamed to which Kirishima had to hold him back to avoid Bakugo from starting a fight.

"It needs to be you. You're the one who's their classmate. They trust you the most so we need you to protect them and help them evacuate as many people as possible." Armin cut in

"Fine, I'll do it." I complied in a somewhat understanding but annoyed tone.

"Alright, then that's it. We just now need to convince the mayor to evacuate the civilians." Hange said as she looked behind me to look at my teacher.

Walking over to Aizawa, Hange smiled and offered a handshake to him, "You're Aizawa Shouta, right? Our (Y/n)'s adviser?"

He took a fighting stance in front of her and ignored her offering, "What do you want, villain?! Why do you want to evacuate this city?!"

"An enemy of ours is heading this way to destroy Japan, starting with this city. We're offering you a proposition, we'd like to help you escape and defeat the titans. In return, we form an alliance."

"Escape? Back then when you talked to Ackerman, you mentioned evacuating the civilians to the pier. We can evacuate the civilians to our evacuation centers all over this city. But I don't understand why you would want us to go to the pier to evacuate unless you want us to leave this city for good. And I'm saying this as though, we trust you, villain. We don't! So give it up and tell us what's going on!"

~~~

All the while when Hange was talking to Aizawa-sensei to try and explain to them the situation, Levi motioned me to go over to them. 'Shit, I don't have my gear with me. How would I fight without it? Maybe that's what the captain wants to talk to me about?' I thought.

"Captain, is this regarding my ODM gear?" I questioned

"Yeah, 4 eyes assigned Sasha and Connie to grab them back at the base since they forgot to grab it when we headed here." The captain spoke in a somewhat dead voice, but at the same time annoyed.

I nodded in reply, "Speak of the devil-" I began as both Sasha and Connie, who just arrived, were carrying a large suitcase.

Immediately dropping the suitcase on the hard concrete, it made a rather loud sound. "Sasha! Next time we're not taking a break to buy fries at Macdonald's!" Connie yelled at Sasha as he tried to grab a piece of fries from her to which she almost bit off his fingers in retaliation.

"Don't touch my fries!" She screamed at him as she began to shove more fries into her mouth.

Letting out a disappointed sigh, Connie began to speak, "Anyways (Y/n), here's your equipment." He groaned in annoyance as he stared at Sasha as she ate away her fries in peace after he gave up trying to grab a piece from her.

"Tch…" Levi started as he looked at them in both annoyance and disappointment, but now soon after he looked at me in expectation, "Hey brat, we don't have time. Put on your equipment right here and now." Captain said

I quickly replied with a hum and moved my way toward my equipment. Not wasting any more seconds, opening the chest and examining my ODM gear for any defects. Luckily there seemed to be none, so with a huge blush adorning my face. I took off my crop jacket, skirt, and boots. Putting on all of the leather straps around my body wasn't easy, especially when you needed it on right away. You needed to make sure it was put on properly and such because if not then you'll have a malfunction in the midst of battle and die.

It'd be such a pathetic way to die honestly and I'd rather die the most gruesome and horrible death than that. Putting it on in front of all my classmates was extremely embarrassing, but I didn't have time to be embarrassed. We needed to go now and help evacuate the civilians. After putting on the straps I quickly put on my skirt, jacket, and boots. Finally, I attached the ODM gear to it and on both of my arms I put on the thunder spears. Then Armin, who brought my wings of freedom cape, handed it to me. I stared at it for a second before smiling and reaching to take it from his hand.

"Thanks…" I mumbled out quietly enough for him to hear.

"Isn't that part of Ackerman's hero costume? Didn't she always wear it before Bakubro almost burnt it?" Kirishima said in curiosity

"Hah!" Bakubitch shouted in amusement at Kirishima, "How can you say it's a costume for a hero when she is so clearly a villain!" He smirks

"I've had enough of everyone's bullshit!" I yelled, making everyone pause and look at me in surprise, "You think of me as nothing but a villain!" Pausing for a moment, I turned my body to face them properly, "First off, I'm not your classmate!" Looking at my adviser, I continued, "I'm not your student." And finishing, "I'm not a villain either, nor am I a hero." Placing my right clenched fist on the left side of my chest with my other hand behind my back, giving them a salute, "I'm a soldier, a scout… and I dedicate my heart and I'll fight until the end."

"Soldier? What do you mean by that?! You're only 15. Well, unless you lied about your age." Todoroki stepped forward

"I didn't lie about my age, I started to train when I was 10, I graduated when I was 13 and since then, I have been a part of the scouts. We're here to save humanity and slay the titans."

"Save humanity?! What kind of bullshit is this?" Bakugo rudely cut in

"Titan are giant humanoid creatures that eat humans for sport." I responded

"What kind of idiot do you think we are?! Giant humanoid creatures, that eat humans for fun? Eat shit you, lying villain! I don't care if we were classmates, you're still a villain!" Bakugo yelled out

"God, you're giving me a headache with all those screaming." I said rubbing the temples on my forehead.

"I didn't even think you had a head, to begin with!" He smirked as he let out little sparks of explosions on both of his palms.

Rolling my eyes at him, I turned around and exposed my ODM gear to everyone. Everyone stared at me in amazement at the weapon I was holding 4 thunder spears on each arm. Taking out both of my swords on each arm just to get a feel.

"Are those swords, villain?!" Iida yelled at me in shock.

"Not giving into the thought that I'm not a villain, I see." I eyed him teasingly

Rolling my eyes, I walked toward my teacher. Their breaths hitched in their throats as they saw the expression I was making, I was dead serious. We need to move fast or the lives of thousands we'll be lost in less than a few hours.

Standing beside Commander Hange and in front of the pro hero, Eraserhead, I began to speak, "Look, we don't have much time. It may be hard to believe but, I need you to contact the mayor or hell! Even the commission! We just need to evacuate the civilians right now. We can't stay here! If you go hide in the evacuation centers here, it'll still be destroyed by the titans. No one is safe from them! The only chance of survival we have is to kill them! And we, the scouts, are the only ones most capable enough to kill them!" I yelled seriously in his face

"And how do we know that you're not the enemy! That you're not the ones who have these things you call, titans!" To my surprise, it wasn't sensei who replied, but instead the dual-haired boy.

"I have a simple answer for that!" He eyes me suspiciously, "I wouldn't even be here! I'd be attacking you right now with not a single hesitation! Why would I waste my time making things complicated and trying to gain your trust when I could just wipe out almost your entire population in a few hours. I’d surprise you! We could just attack you and be done with it!" Everyone who’s a part of U.A. was taken back by my words and any form of retaliation from before disappeared as they stayed silent, trying their best to decide whether or not they should trust us, "Give it up. We're not villains. We're just trying to help you."

Surprisingly enough it was Todoroki who stepped forward and spoke up first, "How do we know we can trust you?"

"You don't. I have no proof, whatsoever, to back up my words. I can only ask for your blind trust. But then again, do you have anything to lose?" A smirk suddenly formed on my face, silently telling everyone that I had a devious plan cooked up in my mind, "How about we form some sort of deal?"

"What kind of deal?" Aizawa questioned as he pushed Todoroki back into the crowd behind him.

Captain Levi glared at me and began to protest about making a deal with the Oddities, "Oi brat, don't go making deals without us discuss-"

Getting annoyed at his voice, I immediately cut him off rudely, "If we're wrong and our enemies are not headed here, you can arrest us! Or even execute us and we'll also provide you with whatever information you want."

Aizawa-sensei nodded in understanding, "But if our enemies are here. You'll form an alliance with us and we’ll help you evacuate and defeat the titans." I spoke bluntly with a hint of interest in my tone.

He paused and looked at his students for a moment before turning back to us, "Alright, we have a deal."

I looked at Captain Levi and gave him a proud smirk to which he just rolled his eyes and scoffed as he walked towards Commander Hange to discuss something which I assume to be regarding our small change in plans. I look back at Aizawa who’s having trouble contacting their mayor/commission because of the signal problem. I can see him yelling into the phone in exasperation. Walking over to Todoroki, who seems to be the only one who has come to his senses and somewhat put a little trust in me.

“Thank you for trusting me. Don’t worry I won’t betray you guys.” I started first

He gave me a sharp look making me bite my tongue in regret of telling him thanks, “Don’t think that I trust you for a second, Ackerman. I still don’t trust you, but I’ll follow along with whatever’s going on.”

“Whatever.” I rolled my eyes at him and looked behind him to the crowd that had their eyes looking at me intensely, “I suggest that you try to contact your family to prepare for the evacuation. We can’t save everyone. But of course, we’ll do our best as the survey scouts.”

“Are you still on that survey scouts stuff?” Sasha spoke out

“That’s what we are, aren’t we?” I questioned

“Yeah, it’s just a bit weird.” She said

“Ackerman, where will our families meet us up here?!” He yelled out as he held the phone away from his mouth so as for it not to pick up on what he was yelling.

“Can they move fast to meet us at the pier? We are going to have our hands full battling the titans and evacuating the citizens.”

“Alright, thank you!” He did a little bow which made me let out a little giggle.

‘A second ago you were calling me a villain and now you're telling me thank you. You guys are really weird.’ I thought

In less than a few seconds, loud chatters can be heard coming from the class. Everyone is trying to contact their loved ones in order to warn and evacuate them from the incoming attacks.

“Ackerman, alright other pro heroes are beginning the evacuation protocol. Now, what do you need?” Aizawa asked

“We need to leave and help with the evacuation immediately.” I said to which he nodded in understanding.

“Got it, then let’s move quickly.” He said, making his way to the stairs.

‘It’s weird he’s agreeing to this without much of a fight. He’s a bit ahead of himself though, it’s like he’s trying his best to get us out of this building as soon as possible.’ I thought to myself curiously, “No that’s not it. He’s a hero, he just probably wants us to move and act as efficiently as we can.’

“Wait!” I said to make everyone stop and I walked over to Mikasa to get the signal flares from her, also receiving the bag full of the different colored ammos. “Thanks, Mikasa.” She nodded in my direction, “Alright so I need to explain the use of the flares before we go.” I looked at the Commander for permission to explain to them.

“Go ahead, (Y/n)!” She said

“(Y/n), fire the signal.” Captain Levi said to me to which I nodded.

Loading the signal flare with the green flare ammo and putting my left hand over my left ear as I raised my right hand, holding the signal flare and pointing it straight to the air. Pressing my right ear to my arm in order to protect it. Everyone got the message to do the same, quickly following behind me in order to protect their eardrums from damage.

Scanning over my fellow classmates in order to make sure they were covering their ears, I rolled my eyes at them. Firing the signal flare, a green gas that was somewhat like a cloud of smoke was left behind as it shot into the air. Signaling that the mission of convincing the Oddities to evacuate the citizens was a success and the evacuation plans that we had set up beforehand were a go, that we were to proceed to the next missions.

I dropped both of my hands down and I heard a slight ringing in my ear. I looked at the signal flare in my right hand, a bit of green smoke that was left from the fire was still evident on it as it was still steaming out from the device. Raising the device to let my apparent classmates and teacher, to let them look at it in curiosity.

“We use these signal flares to signal and communicate to others. We use color codings to make it easier.”

“Yeah! And what the hell are the colors?” Bakugo yelled at me.

“Well, how are you gonna know if you won’t let me explain?!” I yelled out angrily

“Then please explain it, Ackerman.” Midoriya started trying to defuse the situation

“Red is used for when you spot a titan. Black is for abnormal titans. Purple is an emergency of some kind. (Someone is grabbed, etc.) Blue is used in order to retreat. Green is for mission success and change direction of the formation: Fired by the commander in one direction to indicate a change in the direction, and then repeated by the relay soldiers. And lastly, yellow lets everyone know that the mission has been terminated, be it successfully or failed.” I explained quickly

“Damn that’s too much information to process in one setting.” Kaminari-kun said in exasperation.

“Not really, only for your brain cuz, you fry it too much!” Jirou, who stood next to him with Yozyorozou’s hand wrapped around hers, snickered.

“I expect you all to memorize it. Not only will your lives depend on it, but others as well. So memorize it by heart.” I said seriously

“Alright, with that being said then we’ll get going, (Y/n).” Armin, who I didn’t know was standing beside me, suddenly appeared, which startled me a bit, “Sorry, didn’t mean it.” He put his hand on my shoulder in order to calm me down, it worked and I gave him a genuine smile.

“Thanks, and it’s alright.” I continued smiling

“If you say so, well then we’ll be leaving now then.” He said and immediately shot out the grappling hook from his ODM gear, into the building in front of us to quickly follow behind the others who left him and were ahead of him.

“We’ll follow behind them, we need to evacuate the citizens now. There’s no time.”

Not caring to listen to anyone’s complaints or protest about jumping off the building. I quickly ran. I stood upon the railings and turned to face everyone before I leaned most of my body weight towards my back. I lost my footing and began to fall. The thrill of falling and the cold air that ran through me were exhilarating.

Everyone ran to the edge of the building, leaning on the railing, they eagerly and curiously looked at me falling. So as I looked at the building where class 1-A and their teacher stood, I let the grappling hooks at both of my sides unsheath themselves to shoot out and stick themselves into another building close by.

Doing a single backflip in the air before landing safely with this sort of cool position. I might have been showing off I'll admit but I wanted my class not to look down on me. Since they look down on me because I haven't shown my quirk. It’s not like I did have a quirk. Using my hands to motion for them to follow my lead and come down the building they stared at me with wide eyes. Nevertheless, they followed through.

Using their quirks to safely go down the building, I watch them in amazement. ‘Quirks seriously are really unique and cool…’ I thought to myself in astonishment. Since I’m now down, I looked at the building where I was just in. Looks like the plan to convince the pro heroes in this agency was a complete fail.

The building’s windows were broken and the lights inside were flickering on and off. I could smell the disgusting scent of metallic, there was a lot of blood splattered. A fight broke out, no one was there anymore. But there doesn’t seem to be anyone dead though at least. They might have escaped and brought the heroes with them. We’ll no matter what happens the plan must continue.

If anything happens we’ll just have to find a way to solve it somehow, no matter the sacrifice. ‘Shit! Why did I just realize it now?! There are no people in the street! It’s just fucking empty! There’s no sign of life and there are no blood trails! Which only either means one thing, they betrayed us!’ My eyes widened in realization. Unsheathing both of my swords, I took a fighting stance. Class 1-A along with their teacher came down from the building and surrounded me. Like a pack of hungry wolves circling their helpless prey.

“You're backing up on our deal aren’t you?! This is a trap isn’t it!” I screamed angrily at Aizawa

“Yes, did you really think we’d trust you?! now you're going to rot in prison!” Aizawa yelled at me

Suddenly police and pro heroes came out, pointing their guns and activating their quirks at me. ‘Shit! What am I going to do?! I can’t escape with this many people surrounding me! And even if I do escape, what’s next? The plan failed!’ I screamed in my head and gritted my teeth in anger. Then a rationalized thought ran through my head.

Glaring at all of them, I began to scream, “No matter what happens, the plan will continue! No matter what we have to sacrifice or what we have to do!” I screamed at them, charging at them with both swords in my hands.

Running to the first person in front of me to charge stupidly at them, which just so happens to be Todoroki. I jumped high in the air and pointed my swords at them. Perhaps I could use him as a hostage? His father’s the number 1 hero, isn’t he? It meant he has a high value.

Perhaps I could use that to my advantage. I could see that ice was beginning to form under the dual-haired boy’s right foot. I could also see that the other students were also charging at me using their quirks, but the fastest to move among those students were Midoriya, Bakugo, Todoroki, and Iida.

It was like they were next to me in less than a second. I could see the guns from the police around me being loaded, but before we could hear the triggers being pulled and the ammos being released a deafening roar was heard. A titan’s roar to be specific. It was the beast titan’s roar I recognized, it was Zeke.

All of a sudden all the police surrounding us and pro heroes as well were glowing. It was like everything was in slow motion, I lifted my head to get a glimpse of what was going on. Everyone’s eyes followed as well. We stopped charging at each other and they looked in horror at what was going on. While I moved quickly to kill them before they fully turned.

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“Captain? What if they turn the citizens into titans? We’ll have a hard time controlling the situation if that happens.” My breath hitched as I barely missed the knife that almost cut my throat.

“We’ll just have to hope that doesn’t happen. If it does happen then we’ll just have to do our best to kill them. We’ll also use the signal flares to alarm the others from where the titans are already. We’ll need to know how deep the enemies have already penetrated the city. And also, if the civilians are as good as dead, we won't help them anymore. Got it? We can’t be carrying around dead weight this time.” He managed to pin me to the floor with the knife pressing onto my neck, making crimson red drip down from it and stain my white shirt.

And with a huff, I kicked his balls and used his moment in pain to grab the knife from him, “I get it.”

“We can’t save them all, so we’ll just salvage what we can.” Commander Hange said from the sidelines

“How many lives are we expecting to save and lose?” I questioned nervously

None of them replied.

Getting pissed and anxious because they didn’t reply I angrily managed to pin down Captain Levi for the first time after weeks of constant combating with him, “I said how many?!”

“Our best would be 5,000 but we doubt that, we think we’d only be able to evacuate 1,000 and that doesn’t guarantee that they're not injured or in a near-death situation.” Hange said uncomfortably

Getting off Captain quickly, I looked at them in shock. Musutafu’s population is nearly 2 million people. And yet we can only guarantee that we can only have around 1,000 people?! Shit… I knew there’d be a lot of deaths, but I didn’t expect a fucking massacre. It’s going to be the same as back then. Damnit! I’ve trained so hard to fight back for humanity, but this is the best I can do!

“I’ll continue training on my own for today, Captain. If that’s alright with you, of course?” He replied with an irritated nod, “We’ll continue this tomorrow.” I finished, giving him a very dejected look.

“Go and train hard, brat. I also want you to clean the kitchen before you continue training. Sasha snuck in there last night and made a big mess.” He casually took a sip of tea which Hange carefully handed to him.

Staring at him in disbelief, “What?! No way am I cleaning that! Sasha should clean it herself!”

“It's part of your training.” He took another sip

“Fine.” I grumbled out annoyingly as I headed towards the kitchen with a broom in one hand and a mop in the other.

“Oh and tomorrow, I’m doubling your training.” He gave me an amused smile, to which I wanted to punch his face for

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Not giving anyone a chance to stop me, I sprinted as quickly as I could and with the help of the ODM gear, I managed to slice off one person's head before they could turn. Their eyes widened as they let out an agonized scream at the pain, their head flew behind me, towards Todoroki, fortunately for him, he dodged it, but the person behind him didn’t.

The unlucky person was Uraraka and she fell on her butt as she held the head in both of her hands, she let out a traumatizing scream at the sight, and she stared at it in both horror and disbelief. Lots of blood that was spilling from the head stained her hero costume, it was almost everywhere on her, including her face. There was a splatter of blood on her once innocent face, now covered in a dirty shade of crimson red blood.

Uraraka wasn’t the only one who was covered in blood, Todoroki also happened to have some blood spilled on him from when I sliced the police officer's head off. And of course, I as well had blood splattered on my face, nevertheless, I didn’t care. We had more important things to care about right now than a bit of blood, besides it wasn’t like I wasn’t used to it.

Todoroki stared at the head with wide eyes as his breath hitched. He had never seen someone getting killed right in front of him, and he was disgusted by the sight of it. By the sight of you, a villain who killed an innocent police officer. Moving faster than everyone, it even shocked Iida about how fast he moved. He almost managed to grab your wrist and pin you down before you could kill another innocent life.

However, the tables turned when suddenly, a blinding bright light appeared from where the police officer and some of the pro heroes stood. A hard wind flew so suddenly and so harshly that you flew back, the same goes for Todoroki as well. Your back hits Todoroki’s chest as you both fly back and you let out a groan at the collision.

Todoroki, being smart, moved quickly to wrap both of his arms around you and used his ice to make a barrier behind him to stop the both of you from flying. He quickly pinned you to the ice behind him and immediately encased both your arms and legs using his unforgivable ice. He glared at me.

I whimpered in pain from the merciless ice, it was even harsher than the one I saw on YouTube, the one where he was fighting with Sero at the U.A. festival. Your breath hitched in fear, ‘I’ve seen Todoroki look at me in disgust and anger but never have I seen him look at me like this! God, it’s scary!’ I try to cower away from him, ‘I’ve seen scarier shit but why is the way he’s looking at me so terrifying!’ I let out a shocked gasp as I felt both the cold and temperature rise from Todoroki. A wisp of fire and mist of ice escaped from him.

“Y-You don’t u-unders-stand!” My teeth chatter at the ice. “The- ti-titans! He-Here! Right n-now!”

“Shut the hell up villain, you just killed an innocent man and yet you still follow through with your lies!” He screamed angrily at me, making me whimper and cower even more.

Booming roars and screeches coming from multiple titans came from behind us, followed by the ugly screams of fear coming from class 1-A. Todoroki stared at the titan in both fear and shock. So you weren’t lying. Those were definitely giant humanoid creatures that looked like they could eat you up. You didn’t mention that it was naked though and had no genitals. Although people would find it funny usually, nobody, however, found it funny in this situation. It looked like something that came out of a horror movie. It looked so terrifying that everyone stopped in their tracks and froze.

“To-Todoroki! Please unfreeze me! They're all going to die i-if you don’t!” You forced your voice to scream it out loud without stuttering too much from the cold.

He gave you no response as he was frozen still just like the others. You were a bit far from the others and the titans since it was only you and Todoroki who was too close to the transformation that you guys flew back farther from everyone else. Means you guys were less of a target for the titans. Meaning that the rest of class 1-A that was surrounded by the center by all the titans would become titan food. They would be slaughtered without any mercy. Bakugo was the first to move before anyone else, he flew using his quirk to charge at the titans. Aizawa-sensei, Midoriya, Kirishima, and Iida screamed at him in protest of what he was doing.

“Kacchan! Don’t hurt them too much it might affect their original bodies once the quirk wears off!” Hero Deku yelled at the explosive boy.

“Bakugo! Don’t do anything yet without Aizawa-sensei’s permission!” Iida tried to pull Bakugo back but ultimately failed

“Bakugo, get back with the others! We can’t make the first move!” Aizawa screamed at his student in both an irritated and angry tone.

“Bakubro! Wait for me!” Kirishima tried to follow after Bakugo but was unsuccessful because his teacher pulled him back using his combat scarf.

But of course, Bakugo being Bakugo didn’t listen to them and instead, stupidly charged at the titan head-on and fired one of his biggest explosions at the titan in front of him causing a large black smoke to veil in front of him. Bakugo gave a large smirk at the sight, believing that he defeated the monster. To everyone’s shock except for mine, a giant hand stuck out of the smoke not a moment later and attempted to grab him, luckily he managed to maneuver around it. The titan stepped out of the smoke with almost no damage, the only proof that Bakugo had blasted a bomb at the monster was a few scratches and dirt that decorated the monster’s skin. But their supposed scratches suddenly disappeared in less than a second in front of their eyes.

“Are you guys part of the LOV?! Is this a new version of Nomu’s?!” Bakugo screamed at me in frustration and if you listened closely, in fear as well.

“Of co-course not!” I yelled back as hard as I could so that my voice could reach them, “Hero Shoto! Fuck- fucking unfreeze me now!” I quickly glared back at Shoto, trying to hide my fear.

He never answered me but instead was about to run to the others to help them. But he stopped as he watched the others activate their quirks to protect themselves. He contemplated leaving me to help the others, he was mostly concerned about what would happen if I managed to escape his ice. So he stayed by my side and even from this far, he used both of his quirks to help the fight.

They stared in frustration at the titans, none of their quirks were working against them except for Yaoyozorou. Soon blood will be spilled and I can’t do anything about it because I’m being frozen and even if I did manage to escape I’d have to deal with Todoroki. ‘This isn’t a good position! I need to escape right now or someone will die!’ I began to keep on struggling, a bit of blood dripped down from my wrist and more scratches began to appear. To my horror, I was too late, one of the titans that Yaoyozorou didn’t manage to hit with her cannon, grabbed Mineta.

“Oh, it’s just Mineta. We can let him die. His death wouldn’t have any meaning, especially after he acts in perverted ways around me.” I said out loud to myself in a bored manner, effectively stopping my struggling, Todoroki noticed my words and gave a harsh glare because of it to which replied with a sick smirk.

As though in slow motion everyone's jaw dropped at the sight of Mineta being grabbed by the titans. He wailed and pleaded for someone to do something to help him, save him. Everyone used their quirks to charge at the particular titan, but it had no effects. Their quirks don’t do shit to defeat the titan. They failed in trying to rescue the pervert which costs more complications. As they focused their quirks on that particular titan. It gave the other titans an open spot to grab the other students. Now everything was in complete chaos.

Todoroki gritted his teeth harshly as he watched the situation unfold. He realized that the only shot of defeating these so-called ‘titans’ was to let you go and have you defeat them.

“Damn it! Fine! I’ll let you go, but you need to defeat them!” He screamed at me as he unfreezes the ice around my wrist and legs.

‘Shit, it’s freezing, but thank God that Todoroki is literally hot! I can feel the coldness already melting from my body.’ I let out a little sigh of happiness at the warmth. I can feel a bit of blood trickling down from my wrist but the pain was numbed because of the ice. And right now I can feel adrenaline beginning to pump through my veins, twisting both of the swords in my hand to get a better grip. I charged at the titans with only one thought running through my head. And that was to save everyone I can save.

Even Mineta, even if he was a big pervert, even deserved to live. But of course, I’m only saying this because of the adrenaline. If it wasn’t for that, then I would have left Mineta to die happily. I shook my head, ‘There’s no time to think! I just need to move fast to kill the titans before they kill everyone!’ I screamed in my head to try and snap myself out of my thoughts.

As I ran towards the titan I activated my ODM gear in order to hurry my actions. But I was too late… The titan had put the damn pervert in its mouth, his head facing the titan's throat while his legs were sticking out of its mouth, pathetically wriggling and squirming. Not a second later I had almost reached the titan. It had already bit into him.

The titan threw its head back to finally finish its meal. I could hear everyone screaming and fighting for their lives as they stared helplessly at their dead classmate. I stared at it in disgust. ‘I’m too late…’ I was so disappointed in myself. I should have moved faster to kill the titans.

“Fuck!” I screamed in frustration

Burning anger and adrenaline pumped even harsher through my veins and it was beginning to hurt. My heart clenched in pain and for a second I had to resist the urge to clench my fist over my heart as though it would relieve the pain. I flew using my ODM gear and stabbed the titan in both of its eyes. I managed to avoid the blood that splatters, but not my fellow classmates. They stared in horror at what I had just done. Everyone realized what I was going to do. I am going to kill the titans with no mercy nor remorse.

“Ackerman! Don’t you dare kill them! We need to find a way to reverse the effects of the quirk!” Aizawa screamed at me, running at me in an attempt to stop me

“I said defeat! Not kill!” Todoroki who follow close behind me using his ice screamed

“This is not the work of a quirk! I have to kill them! There’s no other way or else they’ll kill others! Once they’ve become a titan you can’t turn them back! We can’t do anything else but this!”

I dodged all 3 of the attackers trying to grab me. My wrist almost got caught by Todoroki if it wasn’t for the titan that intervened at the last minute. Forced Todoroki to back off and dodge the titan's attempt at grabbing him. The titan was twisting and turning around in an attempt to try and grab us. Making it almost impossible to get a clean cut at its nape. More screams reached my ear and I turned my head towards the loud noise.

“Someone help me!” Ashido cried as she was held upside down by the titan, just right above its mouth that was wide open.

It was ready to devour her in one drop. I need to kill that titan first or we’ll suffer more losses.

“Shit! Shoto!” I used his hero name to get his attention which worked, “Distract this titan! I need to kill the others first! And don’t die on me!” He turned his head to Ashido and he got what I was doing, he muttered a curse under my breath and did as I told him, he knew that I was completely serious so he also turned even more serious than before if that was even possible?

“Hurry!” He screamed at me, using his ice to freeze the titan entirely, which didn’t last long because almost in an instant, it broke out as though the ice was nothing.

Using the ODM gear, I released more gas than I should have to go even faster. A trick up my sleeve that I learned from Mikasa not that long ago. I still wasn’t that used to the amazing speed that I blazed through me. Making my flying unstable, but despite that, I forced myself to get used to it quickly. People's lives were at stake, I needed to push myself or they’ll die. Flying up to the titan, I quickly cut off the hand that was holding Ashido and pushed her off the side. She screamed and groaned when her body hit the ground harshly. I didn’t look back to check up on her, the others could do it for me. I continue to fly and maneuver expertly in the air, doing a backflip over it in the air, and using both of the grappling hooks on either side of my waist.

I directed it to shoot out and stick on either side of the titan's nape. And using Levi’s signature kill move. My grip on both swords tightened and I drew them behind my back. And spinning in the air at such a very fast pace that anyone looking at me would also feel dizzy. I effectively and efficiently killed the titan in 1 single, powerful slash at its nape. Everyone saw my kill and stopped fighting the titan, noticing how Shoto was distracting the titan instead of killing it. They followed after his lead, while I instead used my skills to kill more of them as efficiently as I could.

Flying to the next titan who had managed to grab a fried brain Kaminari, and put him in its mouth. If I make one wrong, slow move then Chargebolt will die. He threw thumbs up in the air as his body was already halfway in the titan's mouth, it closed its teeth around him and before the titan could make its next move, I quickly intervened and sliced open both sides of its jaws.

Forced the titan to let Kaminari-kun slide out of his mouth and drop to the ground. Iida, using his quirk, immediately ran to Kaminari’s side and pulled him out of harm's way, dragging him to the center where everyone was huddled at. Taking care of the titan who tried to eat our cheap version of Pikachu as quickly as I could, I moved on to the next who grabbed another one of my classmates, Koda.

He had screamed in pure terror and used his quirk to call the birds in the distance to help him. Not all of the birds that he had summoned were there on time, the birds tried to peck out the titan’s eyes, but it was no use. With a few sway of the titan’s hand that was holding Koda, the birds flew away in fear.

Unfortunately, just like how the birds weren’t fast enough, I too wasn't fast enough to save Koda as an abnormal titan suddenly jumped in my face and I almost wasn’t fast enough to react. I had only barely managed to dodge in time. Doing a backflip, I quickly jumped behind it and killed the abnormal titan first, before killing the titan that was holding Koda, which unbeknownst to me, the boy was already dead at that moment. I had maneuvered behind the titan and even with no special technique, I had still managed to kill the titan. When I turned around to face the titan, it was already trying to pick up Uraraka, who Midoriya was trying to protect.

“Get away from her!” He screamed out in anger.

They both tried to use their quirks on the titan but nothing seemed to work. I could tell that Deku was getting more frustrated and tired of trying to defeat the titan, only to keep on failing. It was stupid for them to try and defeat the titans using their quirks. They’ve surely realized that by now.

I wondered if they noticed that the only person besides me that the titans are taking damage from is Yaoyorozou. And so I decided to speak up, maybe this was a terrible idea, but maybe, it could also lessen my work and create distractions from the titans.

“Creati!” I screamed at her

“What do you want, villain?! Can’t you see I’m a little busy!” She screamed back at me as she fired her cannon at the titan.

“Create as many guns as you can! Then pass them around! Aim for their eyes!” I screamed as I finished killing another titan.

“You're kidding me right?! I’m not making any guns! Someone could get hurt!” She screamed with wide eyes.

“If you won’t do it then the blood of our classmates is on your hands! I’m giving you a choice to help save them! Fucking take it now! It’s not like a cannon you made is any deadlier than a gun!” I said the last part in a very sarcastic voice as I finished killing another titan by first going for the heels in its legs, forcing it to fall to its knees, and seeing a perfect opening to kill the titan, I took it without hesitation.

The blood from the titans I had killed was dripping from my uniform, its stench was repulsive and I wanted nothing more than to wash myself and be ridden from the horrid stench. But alas, I couldn’t do that, there were still more people I had to save. Although I was quite used to this doesn’t mean I don’t hate it. Looking back at everything that happened, that led up to this moment. I’m not even sure if what I was doing was right at this point. The only thing I know I’m doing right is by killing the titans and letting the innocent souls trapped in them be free. Ending their suffering and nightmare.

“Shit! Create the damn guns already, Creati!” I screamed at Yaoyorozou as I saw Todoroki being grabbed by a 20-meter titan.

He stared in horror as he neared the titan's mouth. It didn’t matter if he activated his ice or fire to force the titan to release him. It didn’t matter because it didn’t affect the titan. Aizawa-sensei was trying his best to free one of his top students from the titan's clutches.

“Sensei! What should I do?!” Creati screamed in tears, watching as her classmates were being slaughtered in front of her, still shooting cannonballs at the titans in hopes it would stop the nightmare from playing in front of her.

“In the name of Eraserhead! I give you the permission to create guns and use them against the titans!” Truth be told sensei also had no idea what to do anymore, all he knew was that Ackerman was the only one who knew the titans better than anyone else so he decided that it’d be best to kill the titans first before they kill anyone else, thinking that he could deal with his consequences after this battle.

Not thinking twice, I quickly launched my hooks next to Yaoyorozou, she gasped in shock as I grabbed the gun that was coming out of her stomach, forcing her to finish it making it more quickly as there was no more time left.

Todoroki neared the titan's mouth, struggling desperately in its grasp, it was like everything was in slow motion, “I won’t let you die like the others!” I screamed, throwing one of my blades into the titan’s eyes.

Bullseye! I hit its right eye! It cried out in pain, releasing one hand on Todoroki, but still not letting go of him. No time to waste, I lifted the shotgun to my shoulder, hoping that it had some ammo in it already. Aiming at the beast’s eye, I took a deep breath and hoped for the best.

Bang!

#todoroki shoto #bnha #mha #mha fanfic #bnha fanfic #mitchywitchythings #attack on titans au #attack on titan #todoroki shoto x reader #shouto todoroki x reader #shoto todoroki x reader #bnha shoto todoroki #shoto todoroki x you #todoroki shoto x you

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torchickentacos · 1 year

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Battle Frontier Arc Episode 3: A Real Cleffa-Hanger!

So, we have our first filler it seems. We're headed to the battle factory, and Misty is along this time! I somehow missed this episode as a kid.

Quick Daisy cameo, love her. She's so fun-especially in Chronicles, which I recently watched an episode of with friends!

So, we're at the base of Mt. Moon. Max makes sone snide remark to his sister about how EvErYbOdY knows cleffa never reveal themselves to humans. So a cleffa, fueled by spite if I were to assume, reveals itself .5 seconds later. This looks like a classic 'help lost pokemon get home' episode so far. Not bad, but we've seen it many times over. Cleffa comes over and immediately starts playing with the other pokemon (bless corphish, he looks so concerned lmao).

Turns out, Cleffa loves the pokemon but is scared of humans, or at least May who immediately approaches the wild animal. But this is pokemon, where that's a normal and usually safe thing to do, so I'll let it slide. Max makes yet another snide remark about how Cleffa is running from May's scary face and then 'hides' behind Misty. I LOVE THE MISTY AND MAX FRIENDSHIP. SO MUCH. I assume it's youngest sibling solidarity, but I'm the oldest so I wouldn't know. Either way, SUPER fun dynamic I wish we saw more of. Also, cleffa's voice is very noticeably just Misty but whatever.

Team rocket shows up with one of their sucky machines (which. by the way. What's the power of those? Because in this episode it only gets Azurill and Cleffa. but in Who What When Where Wynaut, which yes, I do have entirely memorized thank you for asking, it manages to get all pokemon, all party members plus drew who did not ask to be included in any of this, and it's magikarp shaped, as if that makes it LESS conspicuous. Do they not standardize the sucking power of their machines??? Is it just random every time???? What do you even call units of suckage??? Moving on from this before I make an inevitable suck/blow power joke here.) ANYWAYS. Swellow gets them back, and oh-nevermind, THERE'S the powerful sucking that picks up all of them but not the humans this time. Again, no standardization. Moving on. A single poison tail from Seviper does a lot of damage to pikachu, nonexistent power scaling, hello my old friend, you guys know how this goes. Also, this.

All pokemon get blown out when Jessie accidentally puts it in reverse, this seems to be an incredible waste of time honestly, but we have 20 minutes to fill. AG is so funny with this because some episodes, it's just FULL of crazy/entertaining shit happening (not a moment of spontaneous combusken is dull, for better or worse) and other times they have to call in team rocket to waste time.

TR explodes their own machine, which somehow only blows Max and Misty away???, and there's our plot, I guess. Similar to Who What When Where Wynaut, I assume this episode is going to be 'team members get split up, let's find them'. Except in this case, the split-up team members are actually both somewhat functional human beings who I imagine will NOT fall off of a cliff into a river with an oncoming waterfall, but we'll see.

Oh. nevermind. No waterfall this time, though. Not joking, I pause and write these as I watch the episodes, and I had no idea this would be the very next frame after I unpaused.

Shoutout to Misty's bag, which I would pay a lot of money for to own irl.

We see a clefairy and clefable looking for Cleffa. These two run into Ash, May, and Brock.

Max is such a little shit tbh. He rags on May and Ash for not being the best like no one ever was. I KNOWWWWW he's the annoying little brother but it feels needlessly rude in this episode, honestly. Though, I think it could be that with Misty, he has a place to actually get it all out? Idk, maybe this is just venting but in an eight year old asshole kinda way.

Oh. here we are again. May and Drew have been beat in the 'falling off of a cliff' category, 2 to 1.

We get a sweet little sibling moment with Misty and Max. (Though. Max says may is practically helpless without him, which...whatever helps him sleep at night).

Everybody runs into eachother again, cleffa family included, team rocket shwos up, does their thing, Misty uses bubble and it looks like the cgi from the celebi movie, TR goes away, end of episode. Cleffa and friends use emtronome and somehow all get the same move instead of a tail whip, tackle, draco meteor, stun spore, et cetera. Munchlax also joins, which is fun. I do like that they remembered Munchlax here. Cute, better filler than we get other times but we've also had filler better than this. MIsty and Max are the main draw here, though Max could have been written better.

Pros: Misty and max bonding, and the clefairy guy from gen 1 didn't show up. This guy. Glad to not see him tbh, he irks me.

Cons: ag filler, could have had fun moon stone for skitty????

#taylor watches ag #pokemon #pokeani #anipoke

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natsfirecat · 3 years

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Left Behind

summary: r struggles with the outcomes of defeating thanos

pairing: Natasha Romanoff x fem Stark!Reader

word count: 6.5k

warnings: swearing, death, suicidal thoughts, lmk if i need to add any more

A/N: this is almost entirely angst i am sorry-

"See you in a minute," was the last thing your girlfriend said to you before leaving. You were originally supposed to go with her to Vormir, but Tony decided to have you go with him instead last minute. So Clint took your spot.

She gave you a quick kiss before smiling brightly, looking more hopeful than she ever had in the past five years.

You returned her smile, then took in a deep breath as you were plunged back into New York, 2012 alongside your father.

Once you arrived, you listened along as the plan was devised.

Since you were the youngest on the team, you had most definitely aged the most since then. You weren't even present here on this day.

"Oh my gosh, Natty was literally a baby here, look how adorable she looks!" You muttered aloud as you saw the 2012 Avengers from afar. "Don't get me wrong, I love her hair now, but her shorter hair was amazing too,"

"Alright, Little Stark," Steve said, letting out a chuckle. "You can admire your girlfriend later. For now, let's get those stones."

You nodded, getting ready to accompany your father toward the tesseract. You could easily pass for a regular civilian, but you were still wearing an identical security uniform to his.

Just before you stepped out, you held your hand out. Tony held his out too, first moving his hand to high five you, then moving it back for a reverse high-five.

It was a tradition started since your very first mission he let you go on, you always thought of it as a good luck charm.

Now, you stepped out, ready to get the tesseract.

"Are you sure you're gonna be okay?" You asked him, referencing to the fact that Scott was literally crawling inside the past version of him.

"Yeah, yeah, I'll be fine. Don't worry,"

You scoffed, rolling your eyes but stay close.

"Okay, Ant Guy," you said through the comms. "Please don't actually kill my dad,"

This time, Tony scoffed at you.

"He's only giving me a mild cardiac dysrhythmia,"

"That doesn't sound mild," Scott said to both of you through comms.

Just as he was about to pull the plug, Tony let out a gasp.

You turned around and saw the 2012 version of Natasha walking up.

"Distract her!" He whispered to you.

You hesitated, but found your feet moving towards her as your father gave you a little push, slight panic in his eyes.

You sighed, then stumbled toward her.

"Hello," you said, trying to avoid her eyes. She had no idea who you were at the moment and you most certainly did not want her to go full Black Widow on you.

"I need to get through," she said dismissively.

"Wait!" You stopped her, grabbing her arm.

She held her other hand up, ready to punch you in the face until she looked at you closer.

She didn't recognize you, but she didn't want to hurt you either. Little did she know that those were the same pair of eyes she would fall in love with in just a few years.

Just as she was about to open her mouth to say something, both your thoughts were interrupted as Loki escaped with the space stone.

"Shit!" You muttered.

"Like father, like daughter," Steve mumbled into his comms.

"We blew it," Tony said as he got up. In the midst of the chaos surrounding, he ran to you, pulling you out and away from everything along with himself and Scott.

"What do we do now?" You asked once you were outside, freaking out.

You continued pacing, ignoring your father's attempts to get you to calm down.

You only managed to get a few deep breaths in once Steve arrived.

"I got it," Tony said after a few more minutes of arguing. Your heart was in your stomach at this point.

When he suggested what you do next, it didn't take long for Steve to agree.

"Y/N, you're taking the scepter back with him," he said to you.

"What? No!" You protested. "If you're going somewhere else then I'm going with!"

"This isn't up for discussion," he said, his eyes narrowing. "Lang, take her back,"

Before you could argue anymore, Tony and Steve tapped their wrists, sending themselves back through time.

"I'm just as confused as you," Scott said. "But he's right, we're going back. We'll see them right away anyway, it'll be at the same time for us."

You sighed, then felt a smile creep onto your face. Natasha would be back at the same time too, so you'd see her too then.

"Okay, let's go."

"Whatever it takes,"

"Whatever it takes."

"If we don't get that stone, billions of people stay dead,"

"Yeah. Then I guess we both know who it's gotta be."

"I guess we do."

"...I'm starting to think we mean different people, Natasha."

"For the last five years I've been trying to do one thing; get to right here. That's all it's been about, bringing everybody back."

"No, don't you get all decent on me now,"

"What, you think I wanna do it? You think I wanna leave everyone, leave Y/N? I'm trying to save your life, you idiot."

"Yeah well, I don't want you to. I know she wouldn't want you to either. How's that? Natasha, you know what I've done. You know what I've become."

"I don't judge people on their worst mistakes."

"Maybe you should,"

"You didn't..."

"You're a pain in my ass, you know that?"

Just after they rested their foreheads against one another, the fighting began.

He knocked her down,

"Tell my family I love them,"

She pulled herself up, activating her Widow's bite to shock him,

"You tell 'em yourself," she said, taking in a few breaths. "While you're at it, tell my fiancé I love her,"

He shot his arrow, causing an explosion.

"Fiancé? Since when?"

She got up, getting her rope as fast as she could before jumping down with him.

"Since I was gonna ask her, as soon as the moment felt right," she said, a sad smile on her face as the rope caught.

"No," he said, holding her arm tight. "Don't do this. You can go back and you can marry her, just don't do this."

"It's okay," she said, trying to hold her tears back. With her free hand, she reached around her neck and took her necklace off before placing it around his hand so it wouldn't drop. "Give this to her, and tell her I love her so much, and I just wish we had more time, okay?"

"No, please no,"

"Let me go,"

And with that, the love of your life smiled one last time before she dropped to the ground.

As everyone got back, you were smiling again. You grinned at Tony, running up to hug him.

"Thank god you're okay, I was worried about you, Dad,"

"I'm okay, kiddo. Glad to see you too,"

As you pulled away from him, your heart began to pound as you scanned the eyes of everyone around you.

"Clint, where's Nat?" You asked, trying to hide the fear in your voice.

Clint looked at you, tears in his eyes.

"Where is she?"

You felt yourself panicking, holding your hand to your chest.

"She's gone,"

"What are you saying? Where is she, Clint?"

A few more tears fell down his face as your teammate's hearts broke at the sight.

"She gave her life for the stone," he said quietly. "It should've been me. It was supposed to be me,"

You let out a gut-wrenching scream as you fell to your knees, sobs taking over your body.

In an instant, your father was at your side, resting his hand on your shoulders as tears fell rapidly down your cheeks.

You wrapped your arms around him, letting him hold you as you sobbed into his shirt.

Your girlfriend of nearly eight years was gone.

She was gone and there wasn't anything you could do.

But there was something someone else could've done.

"You let her die!" You said, standing up. You tried to make your way towards him, but you felt your arms being held back.

"WHY DID YOU LET HER DIE?!" You screamed, trying even harder to break from Tony's grasp.

"I tried," he said, not meeting your harsh gaze.

"No! You don't get to pull that bullshit on me!" You yelled even louder. "Natasha has spent every second in the past five years working to get everyone back! All you've done is use murder as a coping mechanism! She didn't deserve to die! You did!"

Before you could say anything else, FRIDAYs voice rang throughout the room.

"Mr. Stark, it appears that Miss. Stark is in severe emotional distress. Would you like me to administer a sedative?"

As he looked at his daughter screaming in pain, he took in a deep breath.

"Yes,"

Rhodey, being your godfather and having watched you grow up, he could hardly bear seeing you like this. So as Tony held you, he grabbed the syringe that FRIDAY sent from the side of the wall.

He walked over, making eye contact with Tony, who nodded, before he stuck the needle in your neck, allowing you to rest.

Clint sighed, looking at your now unconscious body. He looked at Natasha's necklace, that was still in his hands. It had your initials engraved on it. Even though it was her dying wish, he couldn't bring himself to give you the necklace yet. You hated him, and probably never wanted to see him again. He'd find a way to get it to you eventually, but for now he needed to focus on Thanos as Tony carried you to your room.

A few hours later, the sedative began to wear off as you woke up. As soon as your eyes caught the picture of you and Natasha on the nightstand, the events began to come back to you.

"No..."

You looked around at what was your shared bedroom with her for the past five years. You thought about all the nights spent together here. You thought about how she would hold you every night as you fell asleep, telling you how much she loved you and how grateful she was that you were still here. You thought about the look of relief on her face when you hopped of the spaceship with your father five years ago. How she ran to you like her life depended on it, and held onto you and never wanted to let go.

But she did let go.

She let herself fall as she left you behind.

Just as tears began to swell up in your eyes again, your bedroom door opened as Tony walked in.

"Hey," he said, sitting next to you. You said nothing, but he still wrapped his arm around you as you rested your head on his shoulder.

"Why didn't you let me go with her instead?" You asked shakily.

"Time travel is dangerous, I wanted you to be with me," he replied, keeping his arm there.

You turned around so you could hug him with both arms, burying your face in his chest as you cried again.

"We've figured out how to use the stones now," he said, gently stroking your back. "I know how much she loved you, and we're not gonna let her death be for nothing. We're about to use them to bring everyone back,"

You nodded, pulling away from him. You wiped your tears on your sleeve, following him back out. You were clutching your own necklace that had Natasha's initials engraved, biting the insides of your cheeks to attempt to hold yourself together as you saw everyone again.

Tony kept his arm around you protectively as Bruce held the gauntlet, feeling the power coursing through his veins. You held your breath until he snapped and everyone ran to him.

When Clint's phone rang, you balled your fists, feeling your nails dig into your skin.

Before you could say anything, a dark shadow loomed above as shots were fired at the compound.

"What the fuck?" Was all you managed to say before Tony grabbed one of his extra watches, putting it on you and tapped it as an iron suit just for you began to appear before everyone fell down.

You let out a few breaths as you took in your surroundings. Your eyes narrowed as you saw who was laying a few feet beside you.

Of course you had to be stuck with the fucker who failed to save your girlfriend.

He looked down at the gauntlet, then looked back to you. He ignored your burning stare as he shot one of his arrows, to see the aliens crawling.

"Y/N, get us out of here," he said, walking over to you.

"I should leave you here," you said through gritted teeth. "You shouldn't be here, it should be her who's here with me,"

"Y/N, please," he begged as the aliens got close.

You sighed, then held your arm out for him.

"I'm only doing this 'cause my dad would probably kill me if I let you die,"

With that, you used your suit and flew the two of you out.

You set him on the ground, letting out a gasp when you saw your father going head-to-head with Thanos.

Without thinking, you flew next to him, so Thanos was now going against two iron suits.

"Y/N get out of here! It's not safe!" He told you.

You ignored his warnings, continuing to fight anyway.

When you were all knocked to the ground, you weren't afraid of him anymore. It didn't matter if he killed you. At least you'd get to see her again.

So you were almost disappointed when everyone came walking through the portals.

You wanted to be happy so bad. You wanted to have the same enthusiasm as everyone else. But the only thing on your mind was how you wanted, no you needed Natasha right now.

You only managed to forget about your pain a tiny bit when you saw your step-mother and the mother of your sister land in her own iron suit. It turned out that Tony made one for both of you.

As everyone came running, you let out a gasp as you saw the flying horses. Natasha would've laughed at that.

There was an alien coming at you, ready to kill you. Part of you wanted to get away, but the other part really didn't care that you were about to be crushed.

Before you knew it, red magic was surrounding your body as you were pulled away. Your friend before the snap happened made eye contact with you, then set herself down towards Thanos.

"Wanda..."

She didn't hear you, but she could feel your pain when she looked at you. It didn't take long for her to find out what happened.

"You took everything from me."

"I don't even know who you are."

"You will."

Another gasp escaped your mouth as you saw the familiar blonde fly through the clouds. You had always been grateful for how she saved you and your father in the spaceship all those years ago.

Now, she took the gauntlet and flew through the air, soaring fast until she got knocked down.

Your heart dropped when Thanos grabbed it. But still, you weren't afraid of what would happen.

You were only afraid when you looked to his side to see Tony holding the stones.

"No," you said, feeling your heart drop.

You activated your suit again, flying as fast as you could to get to him.

"I am inevitable," Almost there.

"And I... am... Iron Man,"

You didn't make it in time.

You got to him just after Rhodey, almost holding your breath at the sight.

"Mr. Stark!" Peter said, getting there a split second after you. "Hey! Mr. Stark, can you hear me? It's Peter. We won, Mr. Stark. We won, Mr. Stark. We won! You did it... Tony,"

Pepper came aside him, gently pulling him away. She looked at you, then motioned for you to come too.

"Dad..." you said, feeling your hands begin to shake.

"Y/N... hey Pep,"

You didn't even fully register what was happening until FRIDAYs voice rang out, "Life functions critical,"

"Tony... look at us," she said to him. "We're gonna be okay. You can rest now."

Little did she know, how very wrong she was.

You barely managed to hold it together as your step-mother held your hand at his recording. You looked down at your little sister, thinking about how sorry you were that she wouldn't be able to grow up with your dad like you had.

You didn't allow yourself to shed a tear until Wanda stood next to you by the lakeside.

"Hey," she said softly, knowing how much pain you were in. She understood you, considering that she's had more than her fair share of losses.

"Hey," you said, trying to ignore the lump in your throat.

"I was told to give this to you," she said, holding her hand out.

Another tear fell down your face as you recognized Natasha's necklace.

"I thought she was wearing it when she..."

"She asked for it to be given to you,"

You opened the locket, expecting to see the crumbled up photo of the two of you on one of your first dates so many years ago. You always kept the same picture in the lockets.

The picture was there, but you gasped as a ring fell out. You pulled out the photo, and looked at the writing she had put on the back.

My Y/N, I'm ready for forever with you

"Oh my god," you said, holding your hand over your mouth.

"Wow..." Wanda said. "It's beautiful,"

You let out a sniffle, holding it up; Natasha was going to propose.

You would've said yes in a heartbeat. She was the girl of your dreams, and you were ready for forever with her too.

But now, she was the girl you'd only ever see in your dreams.

You couldn't handle it. People were constantly telling you they were sorry for your loss, well losses. They looked at you like you were gonna break any minute. The truth was, you were.

You loved Pepper and Morgan, you did, but you didn't feel right being here. After the compound was destroyed, you moved in with them. Your sister didn't quite understand the concept of death yet, so she wasn't walking around with the same weight on her shoulders.

Pepper had devoted all her time to Morgan, doing everything in her power to get the attention away from everyone so she could have as normal of a childhood as possible now.

So, in the middle of the night, you packed a small bag. You were still wearing the watch Tony put on you that day, and you had recently started wearing Natasha's ring.

Without making a sound, you made your way out the door and to the garage. Luckily, your father still had several cars in his possession before he died, so it was easy enough for you to get one.

You weren't sure where you were going until you had driven for at least a few hours. Letting out a long sigh, you realized you were heading towards the direction of one of the cabins you and Natasha had stayed in while on the run together.

When the Sokovia Accords were introduced, you didn't agree with them. So, much to your father's and girlfriend's dismay, you sided against them.

But when Natasha let Steve and Bucky escape, she didn't hesitate to take you on the run with her, not wanting to let you get thrown in prison.

You had been together for around a year when everything went down, but you had feelings for her a lot longer than that.

Meeting her family, and being on the run together for two years just made you fall harder.

Just before Thanos happened, you decided to see your father for the first time in two years. He didn't turn you in; he just hugged you and said he was sorry. You hugged him back, happy to reunite.

That was actually how you ended up on Titan with him. You remembered feeling sick as you watched Peter and the others turn to dust. The only thing on your mind was Natasha, and getting back to her.

You had no idea if she was even alive or not, you just thought about her every night, silently hoping, wishing, and praying that she was in the half that survived.

You remembered feeling how tight she hugged you when you stepped off the ship. If you weren't so weak from the trip, you would've been hugging her just as tight.

When you moved back into the compound with her, you remembered how overprotective you got over each other. You had just been through the unimaginable, so you held onto one another closer than before.

When you became a big sister, you and Natasha started spending more time with Tony.

He didn't approve of your relationship at first, definitely threatening her more than a few times saying that if she ever hurt you, it wouldn't be pretty. Just when he was almost starting to get on board with the relationship, you both ended up becoming fugitives for years.

But when he saw the way you looked at each other after getting out of the spaceship, he knew that Natasha was good for his daughter. He trusted her with you.

You loved watching the way their relationship changed over the years. He would build little trinkets specifically for her. She would come by, spend some time catching up with Pepper, before going on walks with Tony. It was a tradition they started, that they would normally do every few weeks.

A few months earlier, Natasha was nervous for seeing him. So she left before you woke up so you couldn't call her out on her nerves.

When she knocked on his door, she couldn't stop herself from fiddling with her fingers as she waited for him to answer.

"Romanoff," he greeted, stepping out to meet her.

"How's Morgan and Pepper?" She asked, already starting for the lake.

"Oh they're good, Morgan started preschool last week. Of course Pepper has taken every single volunteer position, and is keeping us very involved,"

Natasha laughed, then smiled at him.

"So there is something I wanted to talk to you about," she said, drawing a deep breath in.

"I could tell you had something on your mind, you're a little jittery,"

She let out a few breaths, continuing to fiddle with her fingers as they walked.

"You know how much I love Y/N, right?"

"Yes," he said. She was about to open her mouth to continue, but he put his hand up to stop her. "I know I was hard on you for awhile, but I think you're good for her. She deserves the best, and I believe you treat her as such."

She smiled, feeling her nerves continue to build up.

"We've been together for awhile, and I want to be with her forever. I love her, so, so much,"

"So what are you saying?"

"I want to marry her, Tony."

He stopped in his tracks, taking a moment to process what she just said.

"You want to marry my daughter... and you're asking for my blessing?"

"I do... and I guess I am, yeah,"

He took in a deep breath, then sat on the nearby bench. He motioned for her to follow, still not saying anything.

She began to grip her knees, so many thoughts running through her head in the silence.

"Alright Romanoff," Tony said after a few moments of silence. "Yes, I give you my blessing. But we both know you would still marry her without it,"

She shrugged, tilting her head to the side, knowing he was right.

"So when exactly will you stop calling me Romanoff then?" She joked.

"Probably when you become a Stark,"

She scoffed, holding back a laugh.

"Okay, just because I'm marrying your daughter doesn't mean I'm changing my name. Plus, who says she's not gonna be Y/N Romanoff?"

He sighed,

"50 bucks she wants you to change your name or at least hyphen, not the other way around,"

"Alright, you're on,"

"And you will not tell her any of this conversation, can't have any bias influencing her decision, now can we?"

She smirked, which eventually turned into a smile as she thought about marrying you again.

She never thought she'd get to this point with anyone, but now she wanted everything with you. She couldn't wait to walk down that aisle and be with you forever.

You didn't realize how much you were crying until the pillow you were holding was completely soaked.

You pulled away, stepping off of the bed you and Natasha had slept in together so many years ago.

You tapped your watch, turning it on for the first time since he died. Your breath began to quiver as you saw the background picture he had set; which was a picture of you with him at his last birthday party. You were trying to contain your laughter while he had the biggest smile on his face.

As you tried to blink away a few tears, the reflection of your ring shone in your eye. You held your hand, looking at it closer.

God, you missed them both so much.

They should still be here. You should be engaged to Natasha, and Tony should be preparing to walk you down the aisle.

But they were gone. They both left you behind.

You looked down at your ring for a few more minutes, then looked at the background picture of the watch.

Before you knew it, you began walking out the door and stepped outside once again. You weren't even registering where your feet were taking you until you were standing near the edge of the mountainside the cabin was on.

It was a long drop down.

You fiddled with your ring, staring down.

You could be with them again.

You started crying again, almost hyperventilating as you thought about it.

You didn't exactly want to die. Then again, you didn't really want to be alive either.

If this was how you could see them again, then you should do it. Maybe it would hurt, but it would be worth it. All you had to do was-

"Y/N!" A voice interrupted your thoughts, startling you.

You whipped around, relaxing as you recognized the blonde standing there.

"Jesus, Yelena, you scared me,"

When you met her while on the run with Natasha all those years ago, you instantly got along with her. Sometimes, the two of you would team up to annoy Natasha. She would roll her eyes at the two of you; but luckily for you, not so much for Yelena, your girlfriend could never stay mad at you for long.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

"I left home," you said with a shrug. "Nat and I stayed here for a bit one time,"

"She told me about this place once,"

You took a few steps away from the edge, and towards your almost sister-in-law.

Together, you walked back to the cabin. While on the run, you and Natasha visited her family a few more times. She was devastated when they were dusted, so she just held onto you even tighter after that.

But now that Yelena was back, Natasha couldn't even see her.

"So, how have you been?" She asked as you stepped inside. You tilted your head to the side, narrowing your eyes. "I know, stupid question. But for you, it's been five years since we've seen each other so I just thought I'd ask,"

"Well, putting aside the fact that I became both an orphan and a widow on the same day, things were alright." You began, trying to hold yourself together in front of her. "Things were really hard after everyone was snapped. We all missed you, and didn't think we could ever get you back. But Natasha had a small piece of her that believed you could come back. She worked so hard during those five years to find a way to bring everyone back."

Before you could continue, you began to break down uncontrollably. You let out a sob that sounded more like a squeak before a flood of tears began streaming down your face. She was at your side, wrapping an arm around you as she began to cry herself.

"I saw her three weeks ago," she said. "It was three weeks ago for me. And now she's just gone,"

Another sob escaped as you clutched onto the pillow even tighter.

"I'm going to avenge her," Yelena said between sobs. "Which is ironic, 'cause I always thought she thought she was too cool to have her little sister be an Avenger with her,"

You let out a small chuckle, still clutching the pillow tight before she continued on.

"She didn't deserve it, so I'm going to make sure he gets what he deserves,"

You gasped, realizing what she was saying.

"You're gonna go after Clint?!"

"He's the reason she's not here. He's the reason she's..." she didn't finish her sentence. "Yes, I'm going after him."

You let out a bitter laugh, thinking about how the man who decided to go around the world and kill people during the five years got to be at home with his family now while Natasha was gone.

"You know what... I'm in. Let's do this together."

Over the past few days, you had given Yelena all the information you had on him. So now, you were on your way to Missouri. She was flying while you were in the copilot's seat.

"So when did you and my sister get married?" She asked, gesturing to your ring.

"We weren't," you replied. "I know I called myself a widow, but I'm technically not one. After she... you know... her necklace was given to me with this ring in it. She wrote a little note on the back of this picture of us, and that's how I found out she was planning on proposing."

"Oh..." she said. "Well I still see you as my sister-in-law, so,"

"I see you as my sister-in-law too, Yel," you said, giving her a soft smile.

She returned your smile, thinking about you and Natasha for a minute.

"Did your father ever approve of you two?"

You chuckled,

"Well, y'know he first found out about us when he caught us making out on the couch. Safe to say he was not happy. He tried to make us break up, but my response was that he only told me 'no boys' when I joined the team; he didn't say anything about girls,"

"Wow, no wonder she fell for you," she said with a laugh.

"He started to ease up on her a lot more during the five years," you continued explaining. "He definitely wasn't happy that we were both on the run together for two years, but after what had just happened; I think he was grateful that I was okay, and he focused on that rather than the fact that I was dating his former-coworker. I noticed him initiate things with us more and more, and eventually I could tell that he was in full support of us,"

You didn't realize you were crying until you sniffled, wiping off a few tears off your cheek.

"Do you think there is something out there, after we die?" She asked you, holding her own tears back.

"I don't know," you admitted. "I didn't think about it much before. But now that they're gone... I'd like to think there's something there. I'd like to think that I'll see them again some day,"

"Me too."

That was all you said about that during the flight. It was mostly silent until the end.

"The surveillance tapes show that he's with another girl who also has a bow and arrow. We need to get ready to fight both of them if needed," she told you.

"There's two of us, so I think it should be fine,"

She nodded, tilting the yolk down as you started your descent. You had recently started wearing Natasha's necklace as well as your necklace. So now you wore the initials N.R. and Y/F/I. S.

Yelena noticed you playing with both necklaces, then gave you a sad smile.

"We will avenge her, Y/N."

"I know..."

You had spent the next few days watching him, seeing everything he was doing. The girl was named Kate Bishop, and she seemed to be his trainee/apprentice of some sort.

Seeing him made your heart twist as you thought of old memories with him.

Of course, you had known him for years from your father being an Avenger, and from when you became an Avenger yourself. But this was the first time seeing him as Natasha's girlfriend.

Natasha held your hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze as you waited by the door. You weren't with the team when they came here a few months ago, so you had never seen his family before.

As soon as the door opened, she was nearly tackled as two children came running to her, hugging her tight.

"Auntie Nat!" They said.

"Hey guys," she replied, hugging them back.

"Nat!" Clint greeted, walking around the corner. "Hey Little Stark,"

"Hi Clint..." you said. "How's retirement?"

He opened his mouth to answer, but his wife came up behind him, leaning her head over his shoulder.

"He's already promised to teach them archery, even though they're way too young," Laura said.

"My wife, Laura," he said to you, gesturing to her.

"Hi... nice to meet you!" You said, trying not to be awkward.

"I've heard all about you," she said, smiling. "When I heard that Nat had a girlfriend, I couldn't believe it was Tony Stark's daughter,"

You smiled awkwardly, feeling Natasha reconnect her hand with yours.

"You do you guys wanna wait outside while I finish up dinner?" She offered.

You nodded as she turned back around, leaving you with your girlfriend as Clint headed outside too.

"Auntie Nat, huh?" You teased.

She blushed, keeping her hand connected to yours.

"C'mon, I'll take you to the backyard. Then you can meet them properly, how's that sound?"

You took her hand, then brought it to your mouth, kissing the back of it.

"Sounds perfect."

Now you stood with Yelena, ready to enter the building he was on.

"On my mark," she told you, ready to open the door.

Once she nodded, you both ran inside, taking opposite sides. You ran up the stairs, your mind racing with thoughts of Natasha and Tony.

You heard noises as you ran up, and they both sounded like girls so you assumed that Yelena had already found Kate.

Just a few more steps, and you were met with his face.

"Y/N..."

You said nothing, but took a step closer.

"Y/N," he said again, noticing the dark look in your eyes.

Before he said anything else, you took the first punch at him. He wasn't expecting it, so you hit him hard.

He didn't want to fight you, but he wasn't gonna just let you beat him up. So he took a swing at you this time, which you easily dodged.

"Y/N you don't have to do this,"

You continued pressing punches and kicks toward him, determined to make him feel the pain you were feeling.

"Y/N, hurting me isn't gonna bring her back. She wouldn't want you to do this," he said, his eyes filling with tears as he thought of his dead best friend.

"Shut up!" You yelled, your face streaming with tears now. "Just shut up!"

"Y/N, please," he begged as you continued fighting him. "Natasha-"

You fell to your knees, letting out a gut-wrenching scream.

"No!" You yelled between sobs. "I'm done, you hear me? I've lost everything! I lost my father... I lost the love of my life! I've got nothing left."

As you let out another sob, you stood up, ready to fight him again. Your vision was blurry with tears, but you didn't care.

"You may not have killed her, but she's gone because of you!"

You didn't notice, but at the sound of your scream, Yelena abandoned her fight with Kate to make sure you were okay.

Now, both girls stood at the edge of the room, ready to resume fighting.

You let out a bitter laugh, then pulled out a knife, holding it up.

You knew you probably wouldn't actually kill him, but you needed him to know the pain he caused you.

So you took a step toward him, ready to swing the knife down.

Things didn't exactly go to plan as you suddenly found yourself unable to move, trapped by the searing pain in your chest.

You looked down, seeing an arrow sticking though you; Kate had shot you from behind when she thought you were about to hit Clint.

You dropped the knife as a few drops of blood spilled from your mouth. You stumbled to the ground, looking up at him.

You tried to clutch your chest, but you couldn’t move. You couldn’t breathe, you couldn’t do anything. You just had to accept your fate.

Despite your pain, you were smiling.

"I see them," you said, staring off into the distance. "Looks like I am getting married after all."

Yelena was at your side as soon as you fell down. When you stopped breathing, she held you close, quietly crying into your neck.

"You didn't kill Natasha," she said to Clint, knowing the truth now.

She wanted to fight Kate again for this, but she knew she couldn't take on both of them at the same time. So instead she kept crying as she held your body.

Clint stared down at you in shock, still trying to process what had just happened. Kate kept shifting her gaze between Clint and Yelena, a guilty expression on her face.

Yelena looked up, feeling completely defeated.

Now, she had lost both her sisters.

Everyone was pretty distraught to have lost yet another Avenger. Pepper technically wasn't your real mother, but she felt as if she lost a child.

Wanda was nowhere to be seen, still off in New Jersey doing god knows what. If she had known what happened to you, she would be here.

Even with how you were at the end, Clint still felt guilty and partially at fault for your death. He and Yelena decided not to tell everyone the truth about how you died. As far as the world was concerned, both Stark's died heroes.

As much as it hurt everyone, there was a silent agreement that you were happier. They wanted you back, but the truth was, Y/N Stark was gone the day she lost the ones she loved most.

"I don't regret it," you said as your fiancé braided your hair. "I know it was wrong now, but it got me with you. I just wish I could've gotten here under different circumstances is all,"

"I regret it," she said, kissing the top of your head.

"Dying?"

"No, I regret you dying. As for me dying... well, I hated leaving you, but I wanted him to see his family again. Plus, at least I went out on my own terms,"

You sighed, looking up at her.

"They'll be okay, right, Natty?"

"I hope so. I thought you would be okay when I left, but that was before I knew Tony would die too,"

You stood up, resting your forehead against hers.

"I'm okay now that I'm with you,"

She smiled, cupping your face as she closed her eyes.

"C'mon," she said, grabbing your hand. "Your dad’s waiting for us."

You smiled, giving her a quick kiss.

"Let's go get married."

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spookysmujer · 3 years

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Maraschino Pt. 3, O. Diaz

summary: With the alleged story of you and Oscar’s dad, Ray, things are nothing but a roller coaster. All is well that ends well

warnings: angst, f e e l s, happy ending!

word count: 2.5k

a/n: Hey lovely babes, HAPPY SZN 4 OF OMB!!! I want to thank all of those who continue to show my blog love. In honor of the premiere, gonna kick of this season with a part 3 of Maraschino. Also note, my requests are open! Thank you again, please consider: following my blog, hearting/reblogging/commenting on my content! I appreciate everyone one you, truly. Dedicated to @youare-mysonshine, my soul’s evil twin.

Here is part 1 and part 2 of Maraschino!

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It was useless at this point.

Oscar did not want to see you and for good reason too. You wouldn’t want to see you if the roles been reversed.

He didn’t think much of it at first, Oscar had a stutter in his word because you recognized his dad. Not many people around his age knew what his dad looked like. Ray had gotten locked up long ago. It wasn’t until his father muttered the words: Hola de nuevo, pequena coyote. Hello again, little coyote.

And what you had said was the God given truth, nothing happened. Nothing continued after you had followed Ray back to his motel room. Sure, that was the intention but it never went through when you suddenly spoke of the Santo leader in Freeridge being the center of your insanity. The piqued Ray’s interest and the reason he stood on the front lawn that night.

Thoughts of that night, the occurred a week ago, were interrupted by the slamming of the microwave door. José trekking around the kitchen making breakfast. Despite your morning welcome, he continues to ignore you. He has since after that night. Oscar gave him an earful, ending the conversation about how much of a sucia you were. José didn’t like that much and well, the fading black eye and healing split lip said how much Oscar gave a fuck.

Now your brother has barely spoken a word to you. A did none of the Santos and it humiliated you. The stares and comments you would get. Word around the Ridge is Y/N is a whore who goes around fucking dude’s daddies. Some praised you, most laughed. Though, José was the very one who taught you to not mind the words of others. If you knew the truth than it shouldn’t matter what everyone else thought or spoke of you.

“Tía Carmen is going to come by on Friday with the goodies from Jalisco.” You try to start a conversation with your brother.

He continues to wait for his second breakfast burrito in the microwave. Not a perk of his ears or, from the reflection of the appliance, turn of his eyes. The silence is deafening at this point, you just wanted your brother to talk to you.

“It’s not true! José, I did not sleep with his father, you have to believe me!” You scurry after your brother when he stormed into the house the next morning, he made a b-line for the bathroom to clean off his face.

Nothing but small sounds of discomfort as you tug on his arm, pleading from beside him. He yanks his arm out of your grasp, “Believe this, hermana!” He points to his face, the fresh blood still oozing. “You fucked up, so own up to it, you so innocent than why you crying over here like you guilty. Hynas always pull this act when they get caught red handed. Fucking Spooky’s dad?! Aléjate de mí!” José’s voice booms around you as he pushes you out of the bathroom.

It wasn’t the first time your brother has yelled at you. There were more times than you could count on yours, your sister, and his hands and toes multiplied by ten. But this time felt like the words he spoke of you were true. This time felt like he chose them over you.

José moves out of the kitchen without a single word spoken to you, again. Just as your sister walks in, she looks back at the eldest Guzman and sighs. You sigh in unison as she sits, “Still nothing?”

You shake your head and eat your breakfast. The look she gives you carries sympathy. The youngest of the three of you and certainly with the biggest heart. You and José taught her that family is forever, family is everything and that you always protect your family.

She caresses the top of your hand sitting in silence with you.

You don’t know what got into you that night, what about this day differed from the others? Whatever it was, it gave you the courage to get dolled up and head to the Friday night Santos party at Spooky’s spot.

The streets are packed per usual, so much so uou had to park your car a street over. With every person you pass, their eyes squint and mouths spew with unpleasantness.

It seems you aren’t welcomed but being Sad Eyes sister and all, you had some jurisdiction to walk these grounds. Once at the heart of the party, your eyes searched the crowd for the man of interest.

Even after walking throughout the backyard more than once and around to the driveway there was still no sign of him. Though there was someplace you hadn’t checked. You’ve only been inside of his house a handful of times. But your body walked towards his room as if you had been there regularly.

A glint of hope when you hear some sort of commotion from behind the door, you sigh and knock once, opening the door. And like you would warn your sister, ‘Wait until someone opens your door before just come in, pendeja! What if I was indecent?! You should really learn to take your own advice.

Oscar is standing near the edge of his bed, a girl on her knees below him. Though her back is facing you it didn’t take a rocket scientist to guess what she was doing. You gasp as Oscar opens his eyes, wide at the sight of you there. He quickly pushes the girl away and steps back, “Get the fuck o-out.” His voice stuttered.

The door closes just as fast as it had opened. You could feel your face flushed, he had a girl giving him head! All your emotions clash with each other: guilt, embarrassment, anger, fury. Your chest is heaving as breathing seems more difficult.

Your feet are shuffling out of the house, taking you along the sidewalk back towards your car. You collide with a body, “Y/N? Hermana, what the hell?” José calls out. The sound of your heartbeat is pounding in your ears, you can barely hear him.

“Hey! Y/N, hey!” A voice calls out for you. His voice.

But you can’t look at him, not after what you just saw. Why did hope always weasel its way into your heart? Why did you believe that after all that has happened, all that was said, that he would be waiting around for you?

You could see your car in the distance now but Oscar's long legs gave him the advantage to catch up. He is suddenly right next to you and grabbing your arm, “Eres sorda? You didn’t hear me calling for you?”

He moves to stand in front of you. You peer up at him and cross your arms over your chest. You plant your feet firmly, he juts his head back while cocking an eyebrow. His arms flail upwards then falling back to his side, “Que?”

Nothing comes from you as you just stare up at him, the height difference painfully obvious as you are in close proximity to him. Your chest heaves as you try your best to keep the tears at bay. Damn yourself for being an angry crier. Do you have a right to be angry? Granted you are innocent... right?

“I didn’t mean to interrupt you just now. You didn’t need to come all the way over here, I heard you just fine when you told me to get the fuck out. So…” You shrug your shoulders. He licks his bottom lip and crosses his arms across his chest, mimicking you.

This only irritates you more, you let out a groan and step back. Oscar follows in pursuit, catching your car door before you can close it and drive off. You nearly scream as you hurry out of the driver seat and invade his personal bubble.

“Call me names, talk about me like I did the most adulterous thing in history when I did not. Let people, let my own brother speak on me? And you think you can just ignore me? Then when I finally have it in me to come and speak with you, one last time, one last fucking attempt, which went horribly by the way, you think you have authority to demand my presence?” Oscar smirks, nearly seeing the smoke bellow from your ears.

You cock your head to the side, “Oh, you want to laugh?”

“It’s entertaining to see you get all worked up like this. You and José really are opposites.” His comment makes you rage, makes you see red. You push your palms into his chest, hoping he would stumble back onto his ass. But he doesn’t budge.

“Te Odio! Te Odio!” I hate you! I hate you! You chant as your balled up fist bashes against his clothed pectorals. You wanted him to feel what you felt like on the inside. This wouldn’t even be a speckle on how you felt. Oscar sighs, it starts to become annoying with how hard you were trying. He finally grasps your wrist to stop the assault. You whine and complain, trying to break free.

No matter how hard you pulled back, no matter your protests, your demands for him to let go, Oscar held on until you halted your temper tantrum. Finally the thrashing stops, you give in and let your forehead fall against his chest. You swore you could feel his heart stop as you made contact.

“Y-you let them think the worst of me. When I didn’t do anything with your dad… you let them call me things and it followed me everywhere. All because you didn’t want to listen. Y-you hurt me.” Your tears stains his white tank.

This certainly wasn’t the plan. It was either you were gonna talk with him and he would understand or he wouldn't. There was no telling you would walk into what you did, though this is Spooky. There isn’t anything you can’t expect with the Santos leader. But showing your vulnerability like this, where he and anyone could see was not on the list.

Oscar hesitates to let go of your wrists, in fear you would start beating on him again. Moreso, he was afraid to fall prey to your tender heart. He could barely let in his brother after what he did, so this… for a girl? He couldn’t, he shouldn’t.

But true love prevails and the universe be damned.

His hands had longed since released your wrists. You had been sobbing into his chest for Lord knows how long when his hands rub the back of your head. He rubs soft circles, patting down the fly aways and rests his chin on top of your head.

The feeling all too familiar. The one you yearned for more than you could care to admit.

“You have to know that I did not sleep with your dad. We got handsy, dancing but that is all that happened. Please, I don’t care if you can’t stand me but let my truth be heard, you owe me that at the very least.” Your muffled voice sounds. Your head moves back and Oscar looks down.

He gives you a lopsided grin, “I don’t owe you nothing, really I don’t. But Ray came back the next morning, after I gave your hermano that black eye and split lip. Told me everything. Explained it all, everything from getting set up by the Santos and Cuchillos.”

Oscar removes himself from you and leans on the hood of your car.

“People gonna always talk, that I can’t do nothing about. But I know you aren’t the sucia that they all think you are. Your brother knows that too but I been giving them all the cold shoulder so by submission they act the way they act. Lo siento, okay?” He exhales a deep breath, looking at you.

You shake your head, “How is it that even after all this… you still make my heart bleed for you?” The confession makes Oscar sit up straight, the closer you get. “If you don’t want me around, that’s fine. I get that. I just needed you to know that all this shit going around is getting to me. So, I am sorry. For everything.” You step between his legs and kiss his cheek, your hands caress his face.

He watches your lips, waiting for them to press against his. Everything in the air flowed to that but it never came. You moved away and into the driver seat. When the car roared to life, Oscar backs away. He wanted to stop you, wanted to tell you that all was good but he let you drive off.

Though with a heavy heart, the weight on your shoulders feels relieved.

The next morning came and the usual routine ensued. Though this time, upon entering the kitchen, José told you there was oatmeal on the stove. The gesture is nothing out of the ordinary but the most he has spoken to you in over a week.

You smile as he walks past you but not before he stops to kiss your head.

Your little sister’s mouth agape as she watches from the living room. She extends her arms above her head in a silent celebration. It seems your encounter with Oscar last night proved to be worthy after all.

With the fog clearing in the air, you had planned a day of all positive things. Cleaning and grocery shopping, even a little retail shopping for yourself. As you approach your car, a sound from the backyard attracts your attention.

“Y/L/N? I thought you left!” You call out, rummaging in your purse for the keys. The sound comes again, this time followed by puta madre. That voice only belonged to one person.

When you reach the back yard, the door of the shed is ajar. A second later out walks Oscar, a beer bottle tipped back on his lips and cigarette behind his ear. In his free hand he has a plastic bag hanging.

“Got some tamales. What you don’t wanna taste my tamales?” He asked after a swig of beer, smirking and sitting on the top of the bench table. Oscar juts his head for you to sit next to him.

Your feet move before you can contemplate it. Sitting besides him, your face near his knees. He bumps your shoulder to get your attention after you didn’t look at him for a moment. He juts his head once more, moving his legs further apart.

He’s not asking for a blowjob, is he? When he sees your reaction, “Ay, no mames. Stand over here is what I mean.” The small irritation in his voice makes you giggle to yourself. But you comply anyways as he stands and wastes no time to pull your face into a kiss that tasted only of beer and apologies.

Oscar rests his forehead on your forehead, “We okay?” Your foreheads still connected. You think about it and realize this is as good as it will get with an apology from Oscar. You give him a chaste kiss, stepping away.

With your back towards him, “Gotta taste your tamales first.” He smiles and follows in pursuit.

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theacevampire · 2 years

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Kakuzu Doesn't Get Paid Enough For This Shit

Pairing: Kind of SasoDei?

Genre: Crack

Wordcount: ~2.7k

Warnings: language, canon-typical violence

A/N: This is based on this post (and my headcanons to it). @ladykissingfish You say you like people making fics out of your scenarios/quotes, but because I'm not really a writer for ships, I never did it until this post. I laughed so much at it and because there's only a hint of SasoDei, I felt confident I could put out something good, so I hope you like it! Also, please note that this is my first time trying a crack fic and writing for SasoDei.

It was a rare occurrence. Every member of the Akatsuki was present in the Akatsuki’s main hideout and with great foresightedness this was a once in a blue moon occasion, their Leader Pain had asked everyone for a meeting in the kitchen. Some of the members were clearly annoyed, most notably Deidara and Hidan – though he didn’t expect anything else from two of the youngest members –, others were rather curious, like Itachi and Kisame.

“Thank you for coming everyone”, Pain opened the meeting. “I called you here today because I’d like for everyone to give Sasori a visit in his lab once a month from today on. He will do a full-scale medical check-up. I want all of us to be as healthy as a horse, since our all strength is crucial for this organization’s success and we can’t risk one of us having issues.”

As expected, a snort came from no other than Hidan, but it was Zetsu who spoke up – or rather Black Zetsu, “Bold coming from the person who could be blown away by a heavy breath.”

Deidara flipped his hair, throwing a questioning glare. “What do you even know about breathing? All you do is reverse-breathing!”

Black Zetsu hissed at the youngest member, “It’s called photosynthesis, brat!”

“Isn’t your physical condition objectively the worst from all of us?”, Kisame interjected, essentially putting an end to the bickering.

Hidan was quick to agree, “Yeah! You’re hiding behind that corpse, but we all know what you look like, Nagato.”

Kakuzu sighed deeply, already regretting to agree to play Sasori’s assistant in this whole ordeal, but he had to admit he was the most fitting for this role since he had some medical knowledge and was able to keep all of the others under control.

“Thank you for helping me with this”, Sasori said as he gathered his tools for the examination. “I wouldn’t want to deal with Hidan alone.”

Kakuzu took of his scowl and mask, before removing his shirt as well. “I feel like I’m gonna regret this – especially if we do this every month, but Pain’s right. While I don’t consider it necessary in my case I won’t resist, since I suspect we will have enough trouble later anyway.”

The red-haired grabbed his stethoscope and placed one end right above one of Kakuzu’s hearts. “Considering your age, I don’t think it’s inappropriate to have regular examinations.”

He was met with a snort as an answer. “That I have spent nine decades on this earth doesn’t mean my mind or my body are old.”

“Spoken like a grumpy old man”, he chuckled while checking up on Kakuzu’s next heart. “Though at least in regard to your hearts, I suppose you’re not wrong since you obtain new one’s regularly. Fortunately, they all seem fine currently. Turn around.” Checking the masks on Kakuzu’s back, he noticed a small scratch in the raiton mask. “Is this from battle or because the heart is getting weaker?”

The other man growled, before pressing a single word through gritted teeth, “Hidan.”

“That doesn’t answer my question”, Sasori joked. “I wouldn’t be surprised if he caused you to have a heart attack one day.” Putting his things back he motioned Kakuzu he could dress again. “I think you’re better at judging your stitching, so I’ll leave this to you. Alright?”

Kakuzu nodded. “Thank you. Do you need help with your own examination? Or someone to oil your hinges?”

Sasori chuckled. “I’m fine, thanks for asking.” He looked around the room for a second. I think we can call in the first patient, what do you think?”

“Sure, let’s get over with this, I got money to count.”

Nagato as the leader was the first one aside from them to go through the check-up to set a good example. It was his idea after all and he wouldn’t be a coward by sending one of his Pain bodies.

Knowing how fragile he looked, Konan insisted on bringing him and waiting in front of the door. “Please be careful, okay?”, she asked them, her voice small.

“I won’t break that easily”, he joked, convincing neither Sasori nor Kakuzu.

After checking his single heart and blood pressure, Sasori grabbed his little hammer to check Nagato’s reflexes. He tried to hide his hesitation, being afraid of hurting the man who was more bones than anything else, but this was all on Nagato’s insistence. The tap on the knee was light, but Nagato cried out in pain as if he had been stabbed, before falling off the stretcher, lifelessly.

“What the fuck, puppet?”

Sasori turned to the man who was supposed to assist him with a frown. “He himself said he would be fine! It was a light tap!”

The door to Sasori’s lab was ripped open suddenly and a panicking, wide-eyed Konan appeared, running towards the body lying on the floor. “Nagato!”

Kakuzu and Sasori were exchanging panicked glances, both worried they just killed their organization’s leader and not noticing the corner of Nagato’s lips turning upwards. “Just kidding!”

Rolling her eyes, Konan pulled him up and dragged him towards the door. After the door shut behind the two, Kakuzu and Sasori could hear her hiss, “Scare us like that ever again and I’ll break every single bone in your body.” Though her words were harsh, her voice was filled with worry and genuine concern. After all, Nagato was Konan’s closest friend.

Next up was Hidan. While Kakuzu wanted to prolong this examination as long as he could, he also agreed with Sasori’s approach to just get over and done with what would by far be the worst examination of them all.

And dirtiest. Drops of blood dripping from Hidan’s body were already scattered all across the hall in front of the lab, making a mess.

“Oi, old fuck. You gonna fix my arm? Since this was your fault”, he demanded as soon as Sasori had opened the door, throwing his left arm in pieces on the table and splashing blood across the whole lab.

Resisting the urge to sew the gray-haired man’s mouth shut forever, Kakuzu’s threads worked on setting the puzzle that was an arm back in place. “If you had kept your dirty fingers off my property, I wouldn’t have felt the need for this measure.” He didn’t get paid enough for this shit.

Deep down in his mind, he wished Hidan would end up in pieces buried somewhere, still alive and conscious, rotting in the ground forever with his mouth stuffed with dirt still cleaner than everything he had ever said. Admittedly, Kakuzu used foul language as well, but Hidan carried it too far regularly.

“Hidan. You’re gonna clean this when we’re through with all the examination.” Sasori’s tone left no space for negotiations, but that hardly stopped him.

“Can’t you just leave it to Zetsu? I bet that bastard would enjoy licking my blood off the floor and–”

Kakuzu interrupted the protest by rutting one of his threads with way more force than necessary into the skin. “Shut up before I turn you into sushi and refrain from sewing you back together ever again.”

Silently Hidan endured the rest of the procedure before leaving the lab with a grumble.

Even with his glasses, Sasori as well as Kakuzu were a little surprised Itachi found his way to the lab. The Uchiha consistently denied his eyesight was worsening despite the evidence being obvious. Just a few weeks ago, Kisame had told a story about Itachi mistaking Tobi’s orange mask for Pain’s hair and calling him ‘Leader’. The masked man had flinched and hurriedly bailed.

“I’m fine.” A coughing fit following his words undermined the truthfulness of these.

Kakuzu sighed. “You’re not fooling us, Uchiha. You’re paler than Konan’s paper.”

Sasori got up and walked over to one of his drawers. “He’s right. Unfortunately, there isn’t much I can do for you. You yourself know the illness is incurable and I can only try to ease the pain and treat the symptoms in hopes of dragging out the inevitable.”

“I know.”

Taking out three different cans with vitamins and medication he himself discovered while developing poisons, he handed them to Itachi. “Here, take one of the white ones each morning, one of the red ones each evening and the blue ones whenever you overused your sharingan, alright?”

Itachi gave him a sad smile, taking the pills from Sasori. “Thank you for trying anyway.”

Both men looked after Itachi when he left the lab, not moving and letting silence take over. “I wish I could do more for him”, Sasori broke the silence after a while.

Kakuzu only let out an agreeing grumble.

After she had probably lectured Nagato enough about the incident earlier, it was Konan’s turn to get checked. Neither of them had ever seen her without her cloak, so when she took it off, Kakuzu gulped.

He hadn’t known what to expect but it sure wasn’t something revealing like this. Never before had he been more thankful for his mask which was now covering his evident blush. Clearing his throat, he hoped to cover up his flustered state. “If you’d excuse me for a moment. There are some things I’d like to get for the upcoming members.”

Sasori said nothing and Konan gave him a smile, at least acknowledging what he had said and internally appreciating him respecting her personal space as she looked right through the charade.

“They are a little uneven”, Sasori remarked when palpating her breasts. “I could fix it in case you’d like me to.”

Not knowing what to respond, she looked at the puppet puzzled, before remembering he was just that – a puppet with no attractions to her body. There were no ill intentions behind this offer, as this examination was for him just like looking at one of his creations and noticing a little aesthetic flaw.

Though she was about to punch him when he told her, he could also ‘remove some of that abdominal fat’. She would apologize to Nagato later for lecturing him. Sasori definitely deserved that now.

She left the lab and shut the door a little stronger than necessary, meeting Kakuzu who was waiting around the next corner for her to leave. The red crept up her neck – now fortunately covered by her cloak again – and she was even more thankful he had left, because had he witnessed the scene earlier, she was sure she would’ve died of embarrassment.

Kisame entered the room just a minute after Kakuzu, a big grin showing all his teeth on his lips. “Y’all ready?”

Though it wasn’t visible, Kakuzu smirked. “Yeah, I got these”, he returned, holding up two books about goldfish anatomy.

“That’s a good one, old man”, Kisame let out between laughs.

A jingle coming from Sasori attracted the men’s attention. “We are. Are you?”, he asked while holding up multiple dental tools. “With that number of teeth, I hope you know how to stay still for a while.”

It turned out that ‘a while’ meant almost an hour, since Kisame had not only one or two rows of teeth, but three. At least he took great care of them so it was only a check and nothing had to be done – God knows how long that would’ve taken.

Meanwhile Kakuzu went on and scrutinized Kisame’s gills. “Make sure to properly clean your gills. Sasori might not be able to smell anymore, but the rest of us is and your fishy smell is already enough.”

“Whatever you say, man.”

Examining Zetsu was weird in another sense. Not necessarily because he was more plant than human – most of the members weren’t entirely human after all – but because Zetsu wasn’t a single entity. Shiro Zetsu and Kuro Zetsu were like day and night – not only by appearance but by personality too. For example, while Shiro Zetsu laughed when Kakuzu pulled out the book about daisies, Kuro Zetsu threatened to eat him.

“Try me”, Kakuzu had challenged him, knowing fully well Kuro Zetsu wouldn’t as he was too valuable for the Akatsuki.

Sasori took a sample from their Venus flytrap-like extensions, which Kakuzu insisted on calling ‘leaves’. “Your chlorophyll levels are fine and the others look fine too. Make sure you get enough sun as the days are getting shorter lately.”

Zetsu nodded. “We will do that”, Kuro Zetsu said, before their joined body disappeared into the floor – because why use doors like everyone else?

Deidara’s turn made up for everything Kakuzu had to endure until that point – even Hidan’s mess. With amusement, he watched the young man desperately offering Sasori to carry heavy things just to show off his strength, but the desired man remained oblivious and confused as there were no things that need to be carried or moved.

“And if there was, Kakuzu can do it just fine. He’s taller and stronger than you, anyway.” His tone was nonchalant and indifferent, causing Deidara to visibly slump down, clearly disappointed. Sasori, of course, didn’t notice because he had his back to the blonde, but Kakuzu noticed and covered up his snicker with a cough, though apparently not good enough since Deidara shot him a glare.

When Sasori turned to Deidara, the latter straightened up and put a smile on his face. “What’s up next, Danna?”

“I’ll check your vitals and take a blood sample. Could you please take off your cloak and shirt?”

Deidara did as told, sweat forming on his forehead and nervousness evident on his features. Sasori furrowed his eyebrows, noticing the sweat, but proceeded without saying anything. Only when he checked Deidara’s heartbeat, he spoke up, “Did you exercise before this check-up?” Deidara shook his head. “I think you should lay down and rest for a bit, your heartrate is a little increased and you’re sweating.”

Kakuzu tried his best to hold in his laughter as watching Deidara yearn for Sasori who doesn’t notice anything was just peak comedy for him. Though his discipline was almost gone when Deidara’s face turned as red as a tomato when Sasori mumbled something about Deidara having a really great body. He contemplated telling the blonde for what exactly Sasori had meant, but he refrained – telling him then and there would’ve ruined the fun of the next examinations, so he leaned back against one of the tables and watched the spectacle. Maybe he did get paid enough for this shit.

“The last one’s Tobi, right?”, Kakuzu asked with a frown. He really didn’t want to examine Tobi. Sasori nodded, looking just as excited as Kakuzu. “Shit. Something about that guy rubs me the wrong way, like something’s wrong with him.”

“Bold coming from you, but I can’t say I disagree.”

Before they could continue their conversation, the door was ripped open and an exciting Tobi came in. “Is it finally Tobi’s turn? Tobi is very excited!”

Sasori as well as Kakuzu suppressed a rolling of their eyes and instead ordered him to do ten jumping jacks and one push-up which he failed. There was a crease appearing on Sasori’s forehead – something Kakuzu didn’t think was possible – when he checked for Tobi’s heartbeat, but the red-haired only sighed deeply, before telling Tobi, “Everything’s fine. You’re in great shape and your vitals are all perfect. You can leave.”

Examining Tobi felt like playing pediatrician, so Kakuzu gave him a chocolate bar, shaking his head in disbelief. “That’s great! Thank you, senpai!”

The two men watched Tobi hopping out the door, neither of them knowing what exactly just happened. “Nothing”, Sasori broke the silence after a moment. Kakuzu looked at him questioning, so he added, “There was no heartbeat, no breathing, nothing.”

“I was curious what he’s hiding behind that mask, but I guess now I don’t want to find out anymore. I think it’s for the better if we know as little as possible about that guy.” Sasori said nothing, but nodded.

Kakuzu sighed. He didn’t get paid enough for this shit – and neither did Sasori.

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marauderundercover · 3 years

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Ice Cream Weekends

Hi, this is just fluff. Pure fluff and nothing else. (Reverse Robins and Bio!dad Bruce)

Ages: Damian (23) Marinette (21) Tim (16) Jason (14) Dick (9)

“Dad, we’ll be fine. It’s one weekend. We’re not helpless.” Marinette reassures her dad, practically pushing him out the door. If he cancelled another trip with Selina, she’d be pissed. And a pissed off Selina means that the wedding is gonna be pushed back and Marinette was not about to let that happen. Not again.

“Are you sure you and Damian can handle the others? And you’re sure I don’t need someone to fill in for Alfred?” He asks, obviously trying to find a reason to stay. Marinette huffs, crossing her arms as she glares up at her dad.

“Are you forgetting that I basically grew up in a French bakery before coming to live with you? Seriously?” She points out, smirking at the resigned look on his face.

“It’s the first time I’ve left Dick alone.” He says softly. She glances behind her, where Dick was currently chasing Jason in an attempt to get him to play tag. Her youngest brother was sweet, and despite the incident at the circus, seemed to be adjusting okay.

“I know. But he’s gonna be fine. I promise.” She says.

“Call me or Selina if you guys need anything. And I mean anything.” He says. She agrees, and waves as he gets into the car. Yeah, she’ll call them. When hell freezes over. She was not about to be the one to ruin their romantic weekend. If they really needed them, she’d make Damian call. He didn’t care about possibly ruining a romantic weekend. Locking the door, she turns and whistles, grinning as her youngest brother runs right to her, standing at attention. The other two trail behind him, neither looking excited.

“Okay men, we have an entire weekend without Dad. Do you know what that means?” She asks, posing to try and mimic a general.

“Ice cream for dinner!” Dick cheers, jumping up and down. Marinette grins.

“Right you are, soldier! What else?” She asks, quirking an eyebrow at Tim.

“No sleep?” He asks, finally smiling.

“Like that’s any different for you.” Jason mumbles with crossed arms.

“Good job boys. And what’s the last thing?” She asks, grinning as they all look confused. Perfect. “Nobody tells Dad!” She cheers, laughing as Dick whoops and starts running in circles.

“Or, you could be responsible like you told Father you would be. Actually make them eat dinner and sleep. Two things that are important for their health.” Damian drawls, walking into the room with his arms crossed. Marinette rolls her eyes.

“Or, you could stop being such a buzzkill.” She suggests. He scowls.

“I am not a buzzkill. I am, however, taking Father’s instructions seriously. Grayson and Todd are both supposed to be in bed no later than eleven.” He says.

“That’s not fair! What about-” Jason argues, clearly about to mention patrol, something he knew he wasn't supposed to mention around Dick. It was bad enough that Jason and Tim had taken up the mantle of Robin at 12. Dick would not be allowed out of the house in costume for several years. No way.

“Father said that Drake and I will handle it. You, Marinette and Grayson will remain here.” Damian says in a no-nonsense tone.

“Come on guys, we’re supposed to be having fun! Dad and Alfred are gone, it’s okay to just relax.” Marinette insists, letting Dick grab her hand as she starts towards the kitchen. “Dick and I are going to make gigantic ice cream sundaes and eat until we get sick. You losers can either join us, or go eat some stupid dinner that Damian buys because I’m not cooking tonight.” She adds, laughing as Dick cheers.

“Yeah losers! Mari and I are the best!” He yells, practically vibrating in excitement. Marinette grins. This was going to be the best weekend ever. Walking into the kitchen, she grabs the stack of special bowls she had bought specifically for this weekend. They were huge, perfect for giant ice cream sundaes and she’d gotten one for each of her siblings. She figured Jason would trail in eventually, if only to get away from Damian. She loved her brothers, truly she did. But every time he had to wear the cowl, Damian got cranky. It was annoying. She may find his uniform as Red Bird disgusting, but he was always more relaxed as his own persona. Pulling out several different types of ice cream and all of the toppings she could find, Marinette grins at the completely covered counter.

“Okay kiddo, how’re we doing this?” She asks, completely prepared to watch her youngest brother slip into a sugar coma.

“Can I have anything?” He asks, eyes wide as he takes everything in.

“Of course.” She says.

“Then I want chocolate ice cream and cookies n cream ice cream and cookie dough ice cream and fruity pebbles ice cream and the peanut butter cup ice cream with hot fudge and marshmallows and caramel and gummy bears and m&ms and whipped cream and a cherry and, oh! Sprinkles! Lots and lots of sprinkles!” He lists off all in one breath. Marinette blinks at him before nodding and beginning to scoop ice cream.

“It’s your sundae, kid.” She says, trying to ignore the nagging thought (that sounds an awful lot like Damian) that this was a horrible idea. She wasn’t going to listen, because that would mean admitting defeat and Dick would probably be upset. So hopefully nothing too bad happens.

“What the hell?” Jason asks, walking in. Marinette frowns.

“Language, Jay.” She reminds him, nodding towards Dick. He rolls his eyes, ruffling Dick’s hair before grabbing a handful of gummy bears.

“Is all that ice cream for him?” He asks, pointing at the huge bowl that she was currently drowning in toppings.

“Yup. Told you guys we’re going to eat ourselves into sugar comas.” She says, passing her little brother his sundae before starting on (a smaller) one for herself.

“Think you can get me a couple scoops of strawberry?” Jason asks after a pause. She looks over at him and grins.

“I thought you’d never ask.” She teases, switching over to getting his ice cream. She glances over at Dick, eyes widening when she sees the huge dent he’s already made in his ice cream. “Hey, slow down kiddo. You’re gonna get a brain freeze.” She says. He nods, but continues shoveling the ice cream in at an alarming rate. Marinette passes Jason his ice cream while sliding a glass of water to Dick. He frowns at it.

“What’s that for?” He asks with a pout as he hugs his ice cream bowl closer.

“It’s so you can slow down. I don’t actually want you in a sugar coma, buddy.” She says softly, he sighs, but still takes a long drink of water. Finishing up the toppings on her sundae, Marinette grins as Tim walks in.

“Does your offer of ice cream for dinner still stand?” He asks, holding a cup of what she knows to be coffee. She hums, turning to the freezer and grabbing the one ice cream she hadn’t offered to Dick.

“Is your favorite flavor still ‘Coffee Bean Blast’ from Trader Joe’s?” She asks, holding the container. Tim nods with a grin, watching as she gets him several large scoops.

“Thanks Mars.” He says, taking the bowl from her and adding his toppings. Hot fudge and chocolate covered espresso beans. She starts putting away the toppings and ice cream so that they won’t melt, knowing the chances of Damian joining them were slim. He’d never really acted like a kid. Not as long as she’d known him. And since he’s Batman for the weekend, he’d be even less likely to do anything fun. Just as she’s closing the last ice cream container, the kitchen door swings open again.

“I think it may be beneficial for our….bond as siblings, if I were to participate in this ice cream for dinner experiment.” Damian says, his face serious as he walks in. Marinette raises an eyebrow in surprise, but grins at her brother.

“What flavor?” She asks. This was going to be the best weekend ever.

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Bonus: “I blame you for giving him so much sugar!” Damian yells, stacking a smaller stepladder onto their tallest ladder.

“How was I supposed to know the kid would be able to get up onto the chandeliers?” Marinette counters, sticking mattresses underneath where Dick was hanging precariously, a large grin on his ice-cream covered face. Maybe next time she shouldn’t let him have so much ice cream.

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siennahrobek · 3 years

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Fic Idea Masterlist

Who He Is – Qui-Gon Jinn, right before the Naboo mission, is tossed forward in time where he meets a young Togruta padawan right off the coast of a battle. As she brings him to the base to meet with the High General, he talks a bit about his own padawan. (Time Travel)

Bending Jedi – The Jedi can bend the four main elements they have been keeping these specific abilities hidden away from the populous when they can, as people tend to fear them with what they can already do, the discovery of bending in Jedi would breed more distrust and fear. But the war has made that too difficult, as the Jedi are desperate to protect, and the clones are the first to discover the Jedi’s abilities, more than what they were told in their training. (Bending Jedi Avatar-Style)

Together Twins – An attack on Polis Massa forces Obi-Wan Kenobi to flee with both Luke and Leia Skywalker.

Chances – Trading their silence and obedience for the clones’ freedom at the end of the war, the Jedi find themselves nearly shunned and hated with the intense anti-Jedi sentiments that run rampant due to Palpatine’s influence. The clones refuse to accept this.

Order & Academy – After being rejected by Qui-Gon Jinn, initiate Obi-Wan Kenobi finds himself forward in time during that of the height of Luke Skywalker’s Jedi Academy. (Time Travel)

Third Systems Unprepared – During the explosion where he received his iconic scar, Commander Cody’s chip was knocked around to the point of disuse. When the Chancellor calls on Utapau to Execute Order 66, Cody has no idea what it means, therefore unable to send the orders to the rest of the 212th Attack Battalion and much of the Open Circle Fleet. It changes a lot.

Reverse Psychometry – After coming back from his stint with the Dark Side, Quinlan Vos spends some time with Obi-Wan Kenobi and touches his cloak with an ungloved hand. Instead of his psychometry giving him flashes of the past, he’s fairly certain it gives him a flash of the future. One where Obi-Wan’s grief is overwhelming, everyone is dead, and Anakin Skywalker burns without his limbs. (Reverse psychometry)

Kamino Investigation – Instead of chasing Jango Fett off Kamino, Obi-Wan Kenobi stays on planet, giving the tracker to another nearby knight, while he investigates the clones and the events surrounding them.

Space Survival – An explosion goes off on the Negotiator, which is in low orbit over the Republic world for repairs. Obi-Wan Kenobi is aboard and holding as much of the ship together as he can for the evacuation of the wounded.

Bracca Detour – Upon an accidental detour to Bracca after being sent to Tatooine for exile with Luke, Obi-Wan Kenobi finds Cal Kestis.

Lothal AU – Owen Lar’s disbelief and mistrust of Obi-Wan chases him away and the Jedi leaves with Luke (or Leia), eventually finding himself on Lothal where he befriends the Bridgers.

Bit Age Swap – Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker has no intention on taking a padawan just as the war is starting, despite being a knight for nearing a decade until his master, Mace Windu, comes to him with an orphaned padawan, Obi-Wan Kenobi, whose Master died on Geonosis and is determined to fight in this war, whether the Order likes it or not. Skywalker quickly discovers there is more to padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi than first meets the eye. (Smidge of Age-Swapping)

Din Djarin Au – With the Sith and Separatists defeated, Obi-Wan Kenobi and the 212th are finishing the last of the battles against the droids and stubborn Separatist leaders. It is on a planet, during one of these battles, where the droids are invading a city, that General Kenobi rescues newly orphaned and force-sensitive Din Djarin.

Stay Out of it – Obi-Wan and the 212thare in bound to Coruscant for a few days’ rest, refuel and new orders when Anakin and Padme’s marriage comes to light. And then, Obi-Wan can’t get back to the front quick enough.

This is Different – Coming back from Melida-Daan has proven more difficult than anticipated for Obi-Wan Kenobi and it only gets worse when he wakes up, decades later, only to be found – and accepted – by a monstrous Sith Lord, who seems to have some odd soft spot for him. (Time Travel)

Lineage Reconnection – Obi-Wan brings it upon himself to contact Qui-Gon’s lineage and friends to inform them of the news of his death. Yoda does what he does best and meddles. At least, it appears this time, it worked for the better of everyone involved.

Back with Hope – Obi-Wan Kenobi, a while after Order 66 finds himself back in time, reliving events. He doesn’t entirely know where to start with changing things until something changes for him. The Jedi receive a call from an unknown source – it is tiny clone children calling for their only hope – Obi-Wan Kenobi. (Time Travel)

Undying – It is on Bandomeer when Obi-Wan Kenobi and Qui-Gon Jinn discover that the former cannot die, and it is used to their advantage. Obi-Wan keeps his secret, even after Qui-Gon’s death, until he can’t anymore. It is the revelation of the Chosen One prophecy that his purpose is revealed – as a Guardian, Obi-Wan Kenobi cannot die until the Chosen One has brought balance to the Force.

Lineage Last – Anakin and Ahsoka both leave the Jedi Order after she is accused – and proven innocent – and although Obi-Wan understands, the fact that he they left, and he is the last of his lineage doesn’t hurt any less.

Amor – Obi-Wan has been to war before; no one needed to convince him to wear at least some armor. Now how much, that is a different story.

Canon Switch – Anakin Style – After saying something he would come to regret; Anakin Skywalker finds himself in a universe where Obi-Wan had died on Naboo... and Qui-Gon had lived. It is not nearly as he dreamed it would be. (Alternate Universe – Canon Divergence – Time Travel)

Canon Switch – QuiGon Style – A heartbroken Qui-Gon survived Naboo while his padawan did not. Barely surviving for the next ten years, Qui-Gon finds himself in a universe where the opposite is true. (Time Travel)

Dooku Set Up – Tired of Palpatine’s schemes, Count Dooku thinks of defecting when the master Sith Lord is killed. Someone is setting him up and Dooku reaches out to the only person he desperately hopes can help - his grand padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi.

Extra Weird Jedi – The Jedi end up being different than the clones had expected. More odd, dangerous, intriguing. The Kaminoans had told them one thing, the populace’s view of the Jedi. But up close, working with them? It’s so much different.

Baby Counselor – Obi-Wan Kenobi is the youngest member of the Council and is known a bit as the Council baby – at least with other masters – and those on it, are not afraid to treat him that way. It just a tad changes things.

Crechemaster Obi-Wan – When the war comes to an end, Obi-Wan Kenobi decides to become a creche master while Anakin and Padme expect their first child. But when the Senator dies of a cause that is no one’s fault, Anakin is left bereft and leaves his children behind. Obi-Wan takes Luke and Leia into his creche clan.

To be Chosen – Jedi Luke Skywalker is thrown back in time to that where the Order still exists. Finding he cannot go back; he constructs a new life and home into the Temple. Several years later, even though Master Yoda tries to keep a specific initiate away from his sight, Luke encounters him anyways and thinks, perhaps he and Obi-Wan were linked, always meant to be. Perhaps it was Luke’s turn to give back to his master. To be Chosen. (Time Travel)

Kamino Defense – Peace is restored after the war, although the work isn’t done. In response to the controversy surrounding his padawans marriage to Senator Amidala, Obi-Wan accepts a post to protect the clones and their young from power hungry warlords and greedy businessmen on Kamino while the Senate debates what to do with them.

Burned Deep – A thousand years ago, the Jedi chained themselves to the Senate and Republic and dismantled their military as a show of good faith. Now the Senate controls the Jed strictly to keep them from taking over. The Temple becomes a beautiful cage, their stringent parameters for missions a leash. In this world, when the war begins, Jedi are let loose as more of attack dogs than Generals. (Alternate Universe – Canon History Divergence)

Jumping Ages – In an attempt to use what she thinks is a Sith weapon, Ventress just ends up causing some chaos for Obi-Wan and the crew as he ends up popping in at different ages and stages of his life over the course of an unknown amount of time. The only one who doesn’t seem to be rattled is Cody. (De-Aging/Age Regression)

Padme Lives – After surviving Order 66, Padme is forced to hide away with her children, leaving Obi-Wan free to find surviving Jedi and learn about the clones’ predicament.

We Are Burning Stars - Instead of on a faraway planet, fighting the last battles of the war, Obi-Wan Kenobi is walking aside his Commander in the Jedi Temple when Order 66 hits.

Revolving Suns - Raised by Obi-Wan Kenobi, teenaged Luke Skywalker finds himself back into the Clone Wars while General Kenobi falls into an unexplainable coma.

#fic ideas #star wars fic #star wars #obi-wan kenobi #star wars prequels #i don't know if i will write any of these #but i've been writing a lot lately #so maybe #inspo drawn from several sources #cause I pick up a lot with looking and reading and thinking #these aren't the nice summaries that I usually write #however #i usually have more of a grasp on the idea when i write those #i have this really weird vaguely sort of talent that involves writing those summaries you see on book backs #if anyone has any ideas #feel free #suggest #use #whatever #i should really try thinking a bit more about Anakin's padawan days #my mind is generally stuck in the clone war era #or fix-its afterwards #time travel is fun sometimes #although not always a huge fix-it #because changing a few things or knowing a few things #doesn't always fix people #or events #obligatory de-aging #man i talk too much in the tags sometimes #okay im done now

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eatyourchancletas · 3 years

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SUMMARY | y/n l/n; the trauma surgeon who was in the wrong place at the wrong time and is taken hostage by the terrifying mafia known as ateez. despite their situations, love arises between the doctor and san; but when an enemy comes in between the group, breaking trust and belief between the members, what will san choose to save; his newfound love or his brothers?

PAIRING | choi san x male reader

INFO/CATEGORY | mafia au, fluff, light angst

WARNINGS | violence, weapon usage/mention, foul language, lower case writing

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y/n was usually called outstanding, hard-working, smart. but in reality, he was an idiot when he was outside the workforce.

being a workaholic meant showing your skills, growing them, improving them, and practicing them constantly. sometimes it seemed to be all he knew— it’s what all the people around him saw.

yet again, outside of it he’s quite a gullible man; which brings him to his current situation…

“looking for something?”

he looked away from the bandages he was previously examining to come face to face with a man that looked around his age. “not really, just restocking my clinic. or—trying to find things to restock it with.” the man nods, glancing around suspiciously, although y/n didn’t didn’t seem to take notice of this particular action.

“this pharmacy is pretty small, but it has lots of good supplies… lots of hidden gems. want me to show you where i get my tools?”

“oh,” y/n blinked in surprise, “you’re in the medical field?”

the man made eye contact with him, managing a convincing smile. “yeah, there’s a clinic down the road from here, about fifteen minutes by foot, this is the nearest pharmacy, so we stock up from here most of the time. i work there as an assistant.”

y/n nodded, amusement sparkling in his eyes. “wow, then please! show me what you suggest.”

at the approval, the man nodded, “name’s changsik, by the way. what do you work as? i’m assuming you’re also in the medical field.”

they walked along the aisle of the cough syrups, ointments, and the few other medicines to turn and make their way to the exit door. y/n furrowed his brows, about to ask why they were exiting until changsik made another turn, walking towards the staff room.

“your assumption is correct, i’m a surgeon…” he replied belatedly, trailing off as he stepped foot inside the room. his eyes trailed on the shelves full of unopened boxes, more prescription pills, and—bingo! the supplies he’d written down on his list.

for a split second, the memory of san handing it to him flashes across his mind, blinking it away as he turned to changsik. “wait, how are you able to access this?”

“i’m a regular.” he glanced across at him, looking past the window. “and also the perks of having a pharmaceutical license,” a hefty laugh left his mouth, “took some convincing though.”

“huh,” y/n squatted down, inspecting a box that was on the floor, “i guess that makes sense.”

“just put what you need in a box and take it out. i’ll just say you’re helping me take it back.” changsik smiled, watching y/n nod and do so.

after a few minutes, y/n finished and announced he was ready to check out. changsik’s eyes met one of the cctv cameras before settling on y/n.

“alright, let’s go check out.”

as they walked toward the front, they reached the hallway that led to the exit. just as y/n was going to walk past, toward the checkout counter, a hand forcefully grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him back. he looked behind him, in a startled manner, thinking changsik had just forgotten something. however, a deeper fear struck when changsik’s hand moved to clench at the back of his collar.

“don’t make a sound.”

the second the cold blade touched the skin of y/n’s neck, the surgeon knew to stay quiet. there was a burning in his throat as he struggled to swallow, scared to trigger any abrupt movement. his frantic mind jumbled about, words of scolding placed toward himself and the situation while trying to get a grip. he thought of using the in-ear to alert jongho, but it would risk exposure of the communication device: in any case… he’d be dead by then.

“what is taking him so long?” jongho grunted, tapping his foot in impatience. it’d already been about 10 minutes since y/n entered the store—it shouldn’t take that long for a surgieron to find equipment that’s of medicinal standard!

tapping his in-ear and calling out the doctor’s name, he got no response. placing his face mask on, he rushed into the store, beckoning the cashier. “have you seen a man, about 6’3” with h/c hair?”

the cashier stared at him with a shocked look, “yes, but he went back toward the restrooms. is he dangerous?”

jongho shook his head before running toward the back of the store. he shoved against the restroom door, shouting out the older’s name as he threw open each stall door. finally admitting the fact that the older had disappeared, he tapped his in-ear once more, calling out for anyone.

“jongho, what’s going on?” hongjoong had intercepted the connection, hearing jongho’s worried voice.

the bodyguard had no time to register the primal fear that would settle itself in his bones once faced with the leader, “it’s y/n, hyung. he ran away.”

jongho returned to the headquarters after scoping out the area once more and had just entered through the front door when he was met with the sight of the whole group.

hongjoong was staring at him with his jaw clenched and an almost empty whiskey glass settled in his lax hand. jongho had never seen a look so severe in hongjoong’s eyes—he’d never messed up this bad. and apparently, the leader wasn’t the only one emotionally affected by his mistake, because before hongjoong could even physically express his own anger, san had snatched the glass from his hand and launched it at jongho, missing his head by less than an inch.

everyone was shocked at his silent outburst, san even going as far to ignore the immense pain in his abdomen and on his shoulder, but hongjoong simply sent the younger a look, causing him to cower back in the slightest. jongho, however, was enraged at what had just happened. what gave san, who had no superiority over him, the right to do that?

“what the fuck was that?” he had stormed over to the boy, grabbing his shirt with both fists. san didn’t back down, sticking his jaw out toward the youngest.

“how could you lose y/n?”

“i was told no matter what to avoid cameras, so i stayed outside! i didn’t exactly think the fucker would have the balls to run away!”

everyone watched the two, eyeing when to step in and pull them apart. but hongjoong let them run their mouths. the longer someone talks, the more something is revealed. what he was looking to be revealed, he didn’t know; but something would come up.

san pushed back against jongho, “y/n hyung wouldn’t run away. he’d never do that!”

‘oh,’ hongjoong perked in interest.

the younger scoffed, “what makes you so sure?”

san’s next words came as a bit of a shock, leaving the others with silent questions, “he promised he’d come back.”

bingo!

an awkward silence filled the room as they all stared, speechless at how hopelessly fond their brother had become for their hostage. as much as some of them hated to admit it, y/n was only a hostage to them at the end of the day. and for san to fall into a reversal stockholm syndrome of sorts was nothing short of a disappointment. however, that couldn’t be the main focus, y/n was missing and they didn’t know how strong his resolve would be in the event of torturing.

“run us back on what happened, will you?” hongjoong told jongho, trying to get a clear picture on what went down because the first thing they needed to know was why y/n was taken, much less, who took him. was it by the same person who’d been running their mouths in the streets?

and right in the middle of his explanation, an alarm went off on yeosang’s phone; it was a message. the others kept talking, figuring yeosang could handle whatever message he’d received.

it was when he promptly stood up that all attention had been placed on him.

“it’s him! it’s dongwoo!”

a soft whimper sounded as y/n was thrown to the ground, hands bound and eyes blinded by some piece of cloth.

“boss,” y/n’s kidnapper spoke in a submissive wave, causing y/n to assume the guy had straightened his spine and was saluting him in some way.

a moment later, a gruff voice broke through the eerie silence in the room, “and who is this?” his voice wasn’t angered or bewildered at all, and that’s what scared y/n. he sounded intrigued; like even he wasn’t expecting to be a part of this situation.

“someone with connections to ateez— saw that bodyguard walking around with him.”��

the other man hummed, “the bodyguard didn’t follow you, did he?”

“no, no. i found them by the pharmacy; i know the area pretty well because i do the runs for sowon— i knew the camera blindspots!” his abductor seemed to be a bit on the simpler side when it came to this “boss” of his, y/n concluded. this was a completely different personality than when he was being abducted at the scene…

“good job. and you know what, changsik-ah,” his voice seemed to be getting more intrigued, y/n’s heart beating even faster in response, “since you bought in such a valuable hostage, i’ll let you have the honors of obtaining information from him.”

y/n felt the air beside him shift, changsik bowing a full 90 degrees at his boss’s blessing, “thank you!”

a sickeningly hearty laugh resonated and the creaking of a chair sounded before the boss’s next words seemed to be the final straw for y/n’s pounding heart.

“i want him alive.”

“he better be alive,” san growled at jongho.

“we might get to him alive if you two would quit bickering. we’re wasting time because of you two, so shut it and sit down!” hongjoong had had enough of the two. he knew it was a sensitive time for san and jongho, different reasons for both, of course, but they would only get nowhere if they weren’t level-headed.

the two boys bowed their heads at their leader, san still sending a side-eyed glare at the younger before sitting down in his chair.

it’d been two days since y/n was kidnapped and they still hadn’t been able to come up with a plan to get y/n back.

wooyoung tried to trace where the text message came from within the first minute it was received, but surprise, surprise! it was a burner phone— so back to square one; checking all of the cctv footage in the area and trying to spot a suspect that wasn’t even visible from the first frame.

the cameras in the pharmacy showed only y/n, the pharmacist, clerk, and four other customers. of those four, only one person never entered through the front door. and within those 48 hours, he’d managed to single out a vehicle that had arrived in the frame of one of the street cams showing the alleyway behind the pharmacy, and left the same way not even 5 minutes later. it was a suspicious vehicle too; white van, no windows in the back, and paper license plates. the paper plates hinted that they were most likely changed recently or are changed frequently.

and so after hours of having to witness his best friend be so uncharacteristically frantic and down, wooyoung, unfortunately, decided to do what he thought was smartest—save y/n himself to make his best friend happy again.

his intentions may have been well, but in stories like these, doesn’t something always go wrong?

“help me set the table guys,” seonghwa cleared his throat, hand on his hip as he stirred the soup on the stove. the steam from the boiling liquid sent another cloud to his tired face, a sheen of sweat and condensation forming.

“i really don’t understand why we are acting like we have the time to set a table and eat home cooked meals when we don’t!” san exasperated, pacing around the dining room.

mingi gave a sympathetic smile, patting him on the back before going to help seonghwa.

while mingi was more on the understanding side of san’s worries, jongho disagreed, “how exactly do you expect us to find him if we don’t take care of ourselves?”

“all i’m saying is food and sleep shouldn’t be this consistently on your minds when we’re all in this situation!”

jongho scoffed, finding the utmost absurdities in san’s words, “why are you acting like he’s so important? he doesn’t know anything about us or our weaknesses— for fuck’s sake, it’s not like we can’t just get another doc—”

a fist had flown toward jongho’s cheek, cutting off his words, before san’s thrashing body was being pulled back by mingi and yeosang.

“go to hell choi jongho!” san screamed, trying to force his way through the barrier the two had made with their bodies. the boy could feel his stitches tearing as he fought, but he didn’t care. jongho had been a bitch since the very first moment y/n was around, and for what reason?

“cut it out, san!” yeosang hollered, voice brute as he pushed against the boy.

“no, let me at him. he wants to keep being a little shit, i’ll show him shitty!”

“stop it! you haven’t even noticed, have you?”

san didn’t stop trying to break the barrier, focusing on getting to jongho and the other’s words, “notice what?”

“wooyoung’s missing,” yeosang began, san whipping his head toward him and trying to disagree, but yeosang was having none of it, “and you haven’t done anything but antagonize everyone here for not doing their jobs at your pace!”

“oh, excuse me for trying to be as quick as possible in finding him!”

“yeah, and who ever said quick was the efficient route to go? we’re dealing with people we know nothing about, but they seem to know a little too much about us, no? so stop getting on everyone’s asses and—”

“shut the hell up! please!” seonghwa had slammed his hands down on the table, screaming at the top of his lungs. every person in the room had immediately gone silent, words left on the tips of their tongues in a desperate attempt to fly about.

“you’re all going to shut it, sit down, and eat this meal like the civilized people we are and come up with a plan to get y/n back as safely as possible,” he gave a quick glare at everyone, blowing a puff of air at the lock of hair that had settled over his eyelids.

“am i clear?”

"yes, sir."

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