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#first exam tomorrow I'm going to have a heart attack
neonovember · 10 months
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hiiii
could you write carmy x reader where she’s a high school friend and carmy always had a crush on her (but he thought she had a crush on mikey) ???? like maybe richie brings her up, and that she’s still in town and SINGLE and carmy gets red like a tomato and ??? richie makes her visit the beef and candy almost has a heart attack?? idk give me some in love carmen !!
pretty pleaseee and thank u
so I got this request and I immediately thought of swim by chase atlantic, and specifically the line that goes;
“I’ve been drowning for a minute, your body keeps pulling me in” 
And holy shit if that isn’t Carmen in his denial-in-love with a long time friend era, I don't know what is. Carmen tries too hard to forget you, but you've marked permanently, you've ruined him for anyone else so can you blame him for waiting for you all this time?
Seriously though this request was so good! I got a bit carried away and turned into a 2 part series that may or may not have drabbles added to the universe…I really hope this isn't just a load of word vomit you don't want to read lmao. I just love their dynamic so much, and also FRIDAY DINNERS AT THE BEEF IS CANON OKAY.
Golden Boy
part one of 2
warnings: miscommunication (i know i'm sorry), friends to lovers, carmen and the reader have horrible communication skills and don't know how to call, angst, anxiety
a/n: part two will be up hopefully tomorrow so look out! it may or may not include a smut scene 😈
p.s, listen to swim whilst reading this you'll thank me later
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You sat hunched in the tight enclosure of the classroom desk chairs, the once loud conversations fluttering across the huddled groups of classmates and friends that stood against tables and chairs now coming to a standstill.
The air of anxious trepidation falls across the atmosphere of the damp classroom, the windows that had been opened to let the air in felt thin as you and the rest of the students you had known for half a decade waited for that familiar ring of the bell.
The bell that would solidify your last day in this classroom, in these run down halls, in the school you had first stumbled into anxious and oblivious at thirteen. 
Your heart ached at the nostalgia of it, and you can't bear to cast your gaze to your friends who had begun to sniffle, like they were holding back tears, the grandfather clock your geography teacher insisted on keeping ticked on as it always did, and whilst you had spent years burning holes through the glass, willing for it to go faster, your one dying wish is for the seconds to tick by in minutes. 
You weren’t ready, it ran straight through you, all this time leading up, from when you had first learnt your desire to pursue architecture till the moment you finished that last sentence on your final exams, you felt you would be filled with joy at the sound of your true departure into adulthood and college.
And yet, you felt like a kid again, learning how to ride a bicycle without the training wheels, trying to reach the fifth monkey bar, falling headfirst into the dirt ground of the field when you had thought you were more flexible then you truly were. 
You didn’t want to leave, you didn't want to leave this place, this place of memories and friends and people you knew and loved. And it was as if God was listening, cause the resounding echo of the school bell rang through the halls and it was as if he said ‘fuck you anyway’.
You gather the haphazard books and papers laying across your desk, you had purposefully delayed packing in order to waste as much time in this memory as possible, before adulthood would take it away and make it something of the past. You hear your friends calling your name, and you tell them to go ahead as you make your way to your teachers desk.
“Hey Mr Jefferson” You say to your teacher has begun to bid goodbye to the leaving students
Your teacher looks up at you with a tight smile, sadness washes over the wrinkles and creases of her features, her auburn hair falling in short waves at her shoulder and her olive lipstick wearing down. You have to swallow to stop the tears from dropping. Your Geography teacher, whilst not teaching Art, had been the catapult to realizing your fascination with Architecture and design. She had even helped tell your parents, who had been set on the idea of you going into Law or Medicine or anything other than creative arts. 
“You’ll do amazing, I believe it because I see how hard you try. Don’t look back at this place, leave with the door wide open and come back only when you want to design me a house” Your Teacher replies with a grin, and before you can reply shes shuffling through her drawers, before pulling out a sketchbook that has been aged and stained with use over the years.
“What’s this?” You ask, twisting the book in your hand, it was good quality, despite being old, it felt like an heirloom.
“It’s one of my sketchbooks I had during college, maybe some of my late night sketches fuelled by coffee and donuts might inspire you”
“I couldn't possible-”
“Yes you could, hell whatever you create will probably be 10 x greater than whatever is in there” Your teacher cuts you off with a chuckle, and you hug the notebook tight against your chest before hugging her goodbye.
You step into the familiar walls of your high school hallways, crowds of seniors running to find their friends and hug them for possibly the last time, test papers and report cards left trampled on the ground, it's chaos, but you love it and the sight almost pulls tears down your waterline.
You walk towards your locker, before you recognize the familiar wisps of blond curls catch your eyesight. Carmen.  You considered him one of your closest friends, bonding together over a love of game** and your equal hatred of your Period 4 Calculus teacher.
Carmen didn't have much when I came to be friends, and after he met you, it didn't really get to him anymore, he had you now, and you were more than enough. Over the years you had gotten close to every part of Carmen's life, Mickey, Richie, Sugar, they were all people you regarded as family.
But there was something unsaid between the both of you, it was like there was something beyond friendship, but the embers had just gathered and had left unignited.
He’s gathering his things from his locker, shoving them into a bag in that messy way he is, and he slams the locker with a jolt.
You're standing stationary in the middle of the hallway, classmates and other seniors running by you in confusion, your friends calling your name annoyed, but it's all muffled, it all doesn't matter because it's Carm and god your heart aches so bad. 
You see Carmen and he sees you, stopping a few meters away from you, and a moment of recognition washes over him as he gazes with those cerulean blues. There's grief in the way you look at each other, tears streaming down your cheek as you try to smile at him, realising this might be the last time you see him, forever, off to an Art school in New York, leaving him behind. You feel like your heart is being ripped from your chest and he shakes his head, his eyebrows scrunching up as he steps closer so that he’s only a whisper from you.
He brings his hand up, brushing a strand and tucking in behind your ear, eyes strained as he wipes your tears away painfully. He moves closer, so that his breath is against your neck and whispers
“Thought you told me you'd punch me in the stomach if I cried on the last day” Carmen whispers into your eyes with a grin that breaks through the tears that cause his eyes to swirl in colour's of waves.
His words make you laugh and cry at the same time, and you shake your head as you reach for his arm, and playfully hit your stomach with it. Carmen rests it against your waist, looking up to you in a pained expression, his eyes shift to the notebook grasped tight in your hands
“New sketchbook? That..doesn't look new” Carmen says, turning his head to examine the old book more closely.
“One of Mrs Jefferson’s, her sketches are..their fucking amazing” You sigh, running your hand across the folded spine of the sketch book.
“Thought teachers weren't meant to have favourites” Carmen shoots out, a playful grin on his lips
“Hmm, well they aren't supposed to tell you exactly” You banter with a giggle, you flick through the pages of the book, half drawn sketches in grey lead and ballpoint, Carmen tracing his fingers gently across the ingrained lines and shades.
“God you're something, you know that?” Carmen says, all of a sudden, and when you look up you realise he’s been staring at you the entire time.
“Bear..” You breathe out.
“I don't know how I'm going to-, I, it's all so much” You exhale, waving your arms around this place that has held so many memories, so much of your past kept in the creaks and cracks of plastered walls and lockers
“You're the only person in this goddamn place that's going to make something out of themselves, I bet my entire life on it Bug. You're going to do amazing, in that big city, you’re going to show em’' Carmen replies, grasping you against his touch tight. You look up at him, trying to memorise every dip and curve of his features, the curl of his hair that shone honey in the sun, those eyes that were always searching, and the small cut on his forehead where he fell off his skateboard that one summer evening.
“Don’t say goodbye”
“Okay” Your tongue feels like deadweight in your mouth. what if i never see you again?
“You say goodbye and it's the end. Just..don’t” I can't breathe carmy.
You can’t stop yourself from wrapping your arms around him, pressing your nose into his shirt to smell the scent of patchouli and cigarettes he always carried, you want to tell him to come with you, to pack an overnight bag and run with you forever, but the words don’t taste right when you try to speak and you see yourself letting him go, and turning away with a shaky step.
Turn back Carmen whispers, so softly that only the gods above and the wind around him can hear it
You feel an urge to turn back, it speaks to you from within, and before you can stop yourself, your neck cranes, turning your body to get one last look at your golden boy before time would take him forever. 
Time would age him into a memory forever.
Carmen feels this tension leave his shoulders at the same time his heart shatters, you will find each other again, even if it was in another universe, where you're sitting across from each other at the kitchen table, going over groceries together with the afternoon light casting its glow across you. He will find you, he will find you and he won’t let go this time. 
*
“Honestly Ma, it’s fine, I’ll get the movers to come in a little early”. You groan into the phone pressed to your ear, papers and unresolved bills are left scattered across your dining room table and you have this itch that's begun to turn chronic somewhere you can’t reach.
You take a moment to look around your apartment, now barren of furniture, and filled instead with boxes of badly organised stuff you've accumulated over the years. This place, albeit small, had been your home ever since you stepped out of the yellow cabbed taxi on your first day in New York, and whilst it wasn't pretty, you felt a pang of guilt leaving it all behind. These walls had seen you through it all, the late night study cram’s, the breakdowns, the accomplishments, the one night stands. You'd miss her, but maybe you were just a nostalgic person.
You’ve made a life in New York, but you felt misplaced, like pieces of yourselves were scattered across the states. Chicago kept a part of you, and it was only when you had gotten the chance to move back home, did it click. You missed your city. And you had cut your lease and emptied out the last of your savings without a second thought.
Now all that was left was tying up loose ends and making the trip down. It was funny, in a way. You had run to New York to pursue architecture, and it brought you back to the very same place you had left, there was a certain trepidation when you thought of Chicago, it held so much of your past, in its city streets and evergreen trees, and you don’t know if you were quite ready to face those memories again.
*
It still smelled the same. You itch your nose, sniffling against the blooming scent of cocoa and caramel from the Chicago roads, all this time, and all that you can tell is how it still smelt like maple leaves and chocolate. It was comforting, and it felt like the warm embrace of a childhood friend that had stayed sitting on the corner of your suburban street corner all this time.
“Thank you Mae, really, I got the call last minute in New York to come back here and if it weren't for you, I’d be moving back into my old bedroom at my parents” You reply, gratitude filling every word. It was true, your friend had swooped in the second you called, fixing you up with a lease and an apartment with her realtor links. She came in a clutch, and she had made you promise to never leave her again in exchange.
“Oh shush doll, of course. This is probably payment for all the times I’ve crashed at yours anyway” Mae winks, the bracelets on her wrist clinking against each other. She didn't look like a typical realtor, more like a bohemian solo-traveller with her filly skirts and auburn red hair.
“I’m not going to let a degree transform my entire wardrobe, my clothes are antiques, their heirlooms, they tell a story” 
She had told you once, one late night on the rooftop of your New York apartment, sipping cheap wine and passing a blunt between you both. You wish you had known yourself as much as she did then.
She had visited you a couple times in New York, coming up for work and spending the time at yours instead of spending thousands on an Airbnb, but it had been a while since you've seen her, and all of a sudden you remember how much you missed her laugh.
“I’ve got some time to spend before it’s all hand on deck” You reply, placing the last of your boxes onto the empty wooden floor of the living room.
“Oh yeah? Can’t believe you’re gonna design a whole building on Michigan Av’, your a fucking inspiration Bug” Mae sighs in adoration, and you giggle, the feeling of embarrassment filling you at the mention of your reason back home.
You never got used to the praise and adoration you received over the years, despite your many accolades and awards, you still felt like that hopelessly broke architect student giving up lunch to pay rent. You didn’t remember when things started to change. When did things start to change?
“You know, if you’ve got time, you should check out the Farmers Market near River North” Mae replies, whilst flicking through her phone
“The one on Division Street?” You reply, you had a faint memory of the long strip of stalls filled with fresh produce, food and the rest of the little trinkets that were sold since you were born on the pleated table cloth of sheltered booths.
“That’s the one, this guy named Samson? Makes the best fucking bearclaw in the entire United States. Tell him you're a friend of mine and he'll hook you up…you know since you can't afford it” Mae replies playfully, and you roll your eyes with a laugh.
“Yeah yeah, you hook up with him or something?” You poke back, Mae had the tendency to know everyone in Chicago, from the mailman to the old woman you’d see feeding the bids on a park bench.
“Yeah, actually I did. Not like you could relate, how long has it been, hm?” Mae replies, stepping forward to whisper down at your pants.
“I’m so sorry she hasn't been taking care of you. What are you, mummify her?” Mae looks up from her crouched position with a raised eyebrow.
“Ugh, you know I've been too busy to think about that. She’s gonna have to be patient” You reply, you don’t want to think about how long it has actually been, since you've had any type of release. But the tension has begun to weigh on your shoulders as time went on and you fear it might become something you can’t ignore.
You begin to move some boxes into your bedroom, thanks to your planning your large furniture such as your bed and coach, had been moved into the apartment before the rest of the things had got here, so at least you wouldn't be sleeping on a mattress on the floor. Changing into a pair of dark jeans and a short sleeve top, you loop an embroidered handbag onto your shoulder.
“So, you coming?” You call to Mae, who’s begun to fill your fridge with the groceries she's swung by with.
“Sure would Bug, but got a call to come in. I’ll come by again later this evening though?” Mae replies, with a grunt as she lifts the 2 litre bottle of milk onto one of the drive shelves.
“Yes please, I’m dying for a glass of wine”
“And a blunt” Mae replies, snickering at the way you roll your eyes at her.
Mae offers to drop you off, but you wave her off, telling her you wanted to see a little more of your hometown. You needed some fresh air that wasn't the coffee and smoke scent of the New York streets.
The walk to the Farmers market was a short one, but you felt like you were wading through a current. By the way the memories of your past began to resurface as you passed the streets and shops. Every corner holds a part of you, and you have to rush by your old school to stop the pang of pain that surprises you. You weren't an emotional person, but god it was almost as if you were hanging by a thread the second you touched down on Chicago. 
What was causing this? You felt like you were holding your breath as you stepped through the fallen autumn leaves marking the sidewalk, the gentle sun on your back, what were you waiting for?
You tear yourself from your thoughts momentarily when you catch the looming buildings that had been built on ions ago, the infrastructure of Chicago still enamoured you, in a way that couldn't be beaten by even New York’s impossible skyscrapers.
There was a charm to it, each of the buildings felt like you were stepping into a different decade, they had been the stepping stones to a lot of the infrastructure and architecture that spread into other cities. You felt like you were at the start of it all every time your eyes trailed across the facade and arcades of the century old stone buildings.
Without realising, you had finally made it to the Farmers Market, the constant stream of people coming in and out with boxes of produce or hauling wooden antiques with very audible grunts. You can’t stop the smile stretching your face as you step through the embroidered banner at the front of the street.
Despite the many different stalls and food around you, you don't feel overstimulated. This was your home, you felt like you belonged, like a name scratched into wet cement, remaining ingrained for years no matter the seasons that came. 
You go over the haphazard list of things you wanted to look for in your mind, but you're caught off guard by a stall that seemed to be huddled by patrons. You step towards it, and as people move aside you see the blooming flowers and carefully wrapped banquets in woven wooden baskets to the side of the stall. A short woman with light brown curls is standing at the front, taking down orders with a grin, whilst a rather tall man behind her makes quick work to wrap delicate orders into soft brown parchment paper tied with string. 
And all of a sudden the need to buy pink tulips becomes your first priority. The woman at the front looks familiar, but you can't quite put your finger on where you've seen her, but as you walk up to the front her face morphs into familiar as she looks up at you in surprise.
“As I live and breathe” She says your name with a screech and it's her voice that pulls her name to your mouth. Adeline, a close friend from senior year who’d taught you how to crochet and pick a lock.
“Bug? How've you been? What brings you back to town?” Ade replies after telling the man behind her your order without you even saying a thing. 
“Tulips, pink ones right?” Ade grins, and you have to let out a chuckle at how you haven't changed even a little.
“Got invited to join in designing a new building on Michigan Avenue, so I'll be back for a while-”
“Michigan Avenue? Holy shit Bug! You’re making moves, knew you always were special” Adeline replies with a gushing smile and you rush to reply with the same adoration
“Are you kidding, look at this line” You motion to the increasing line of people forming at Adeline's stall.
“People love their flowers” Adeline replies with a shrug before you shake your head vehemently
“No, they love your flowers, and for good reason, look at these” You gush, pressing your face into the bundle of tulips that had been handed to you.
“They only look that good because Henry's so good at wrapping them” Adeline replies with a laugh, her eyes flicking to the brown haired man dressed in corduroy behind her. A look passes between them that tells you there was more than love between them.
“Henry huh?” You reply with a grin, and the man is quick to introduce himself, and you don’t ignore the cold press of an encrusted band on his ring finger as he shakes your hand with a soft smile.
And it's as if Adeline reads your mind and she slips her left hand in yours, looking up at you with a teary grin.
“Yes, yes I know, I should've called, and I’m so sorry-”
You press yourself against her, leaning over the stall to wrap your arms around her. You whisper words of congratulation, shutting down any words that hinted at you being mad at her.
It wasn't her fault, it should be you she's mad at, you hadn’t really made that much of an effort to keep in contact with your friends back at home, and the reality of it weighed on you heavy now, you had missed so many milestones of your loved ones, all to chase your own dreams in New York.
You felt like you were constantly playing catch up, and you couldn't lie when a strange feeling crept up at the thought of your friends moving on with life. You were so incredibly happy for Adeline, and you were even more elated when she had told you of the Wedding in April that you had to come to. 
But that didn't stop that same strange feeling of being behind everyone else, you had spent so long climbing the ladder to wear what you wear now, relationships and love weren't even a thought, you filled your nights with studying and drawing and the occasional fling, but nothing more. And now doubts had begun to creep in, had you missed out? 
Watching everyone around you get married and have kids whilst you were still drawing buildings in that same sketchbook your teacher had given you 8 years ago. You’re not looking as you walk past the many stalls of the Farmers market, and it is your thoughts again that causes you to accidentally stumble into the hard muscle of a man back. You feel yourself falling, before arm's reach out, grabbing you quickly to stop you from ending flat on your face. 
You breath out a sigh of relief, shaking a head at your clumsiness
“God, ‘m so sorry, I’ve just been in my head, I wasn’t looking where i was going-”
“Holy fuck” Your quick to spit an apologetic thanks, you haven't even looked up to see who you've dubbed into, and when the sound of surprise meets your ease you look up, only to be remain stone faced with your mouth left open.
“Richie?” You say, the shock of it is still in the air. You hadn't expected to see him in Chicago, or maybe you did and it was sooner than you thought.
“When did you get back? Holy shit, thought we wouldn't see you again” Richie replies with a smile
“Yeah uh, came down for some work for a little while. How, uh How are things” You reply with a squeak, you can’t bear to say what you're thinking and Richie nods, a look of acknowledgement in his face. Mickey’s death had shaken you, it had changed you in its own way, and you still grief him, it still hurts when Richie's face kinda falls and melts at the reminder of his best friend's death.
“After, uh, after Mickey, he had left the restaurant, you know, the Beef?” You nod in agreement, the hazy memory of the sandwich shop on the corner of Chicago's, busiest streets, you stomach rumbles at the thought of one of those sandwiches you'd down in less than a minute during your high school years.
“Yeah well, get this, he left it to Carmen. And honestly, I was hesitant at first, real hesitant, I love him, but god, he's a self centred ass coming in like he knew everything, spewing the bullshit CDC shit he learnt up in the big apple? He changed things, and you know how I feel about change, but he made it better, I can;t lie, and you better not tell him this, but the Beef actually..” Richie’s familiar rambles are muffled to your ears, the only thing you can hear is Carmen.
Everything zones out as you scrunch your eyebrows, wincing almost, at the pain and it shocks you, it shocks you how the very name of him still brings back those memories. You still hurt the same way you did the day you left him.
You must have looked out of it, as Richie shakes your shoulder, anchoring you back to the present, and you have to swallow back the bite of pain that bleeds through your chest.
“Did you hear what I said? The Beef’s holding a little family dinner tomorrow, shutting down the shop early, inviting only friends and family, it’ll be like a little reunion for you! You have to come” Richie replies, and you nod trying to seem present.
Carmen took over the Beef? He was in New York? What?
Your mind is scattered with the uproar of questions you have, the thought of Carmen, the memory of him is like a fresh wound. It un tethered and opens up a thread of thoughts and emotions you had thought you bottled up and threw deep into the ocean.
“You, you still talk to him right? Ya’ll were pretty close growing up, like fucking thieves attached to the hip if i can remember” Richie chuckles, fondly remembering the two of you.
You cough back, smiling up at him as you trying to reply coherently
“Yeah, uh sometimes you know” You lie
No. You haven't spoken to him since you left, and it feels like your tongue falls dead when you try to say his name again. You hadn't called and he hadn't picked up. Carmen told you not to say goodbye, but the truth was it had been the end of you even before you had both realised. 
You had spent years pretending like Carmen not calling you, not making an effort to see you after everything didn’t burn, but the reality of it had marked you in a way that felt eternal.
“So you're coming, yeah? You and Carmen can finally catch up” Richie replies with a smile, and look of something passes through his eyes before it leaves, and you have to smile back with a nod, like you and Carmen were still close, like you don't feel that he might turn you away or scream at you the second he saw you, like you weren't both irrevocably in love with each other.
Bear. You missed him, you are shocked by how much you do, you thought bottling up your memories and emotions about him and stuffing them so far back into your mind you forgot would actually change anything. There had always been this lingering thought, at the recesses of your mind, the last thing you imagined before you fell asleep, the feeling that filled you the second you came back to Chicago, it was all Carmen, it was all your golden boy.
And now you would have to see him, in less than a day you would  be in the same room as Carmen Berzatto, you don't want to say it, you don't want to speak it into acknowledgement but deep down, you wanted to see him again. 
Beyond it all, you both were bonded in friendship, sharing something you didn't even have with Adeline or Mae, and you had felt like a part of yourself was missing each day that went passed without hearing from him. Had he forgotten you? Had it been as hard for him to go on with life? He had been in New York for christ sake, he didn't even think to visit you, that thought alone made you want to run back home and never come out.
You couldn't bare the possibility of exposing yourself to such heartache, to the chance of being rejected by the very person who you forever longed for. You were always searching for him, looking through crowds to see the familiar curl of his brown hair, or the scent he carried, ears always leaning in, trying to see if it would catch his syrupy baritone voice.
The two of you were forever connected, like the roots of trees spanning miles under the Earth. The kind of companionship that transcended time and space, and god did you want to feel the sharp edge of his jaw between your hands.
You couldn't stop it now, Richie had opened something you kept locked and sunk for a reason, and now it felt like you would break if you didn't see Carmen. Even if it would break you, even if it was the one thing in this world that would destroy you, 
You had to see your golden boy.
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lilbitdepressed27 · 8 months
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Tara/fem!Reader
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Summary: You get kidnapped by ghost face
Warnings: torture but it doesn’t really go into detail, angst
WC; 5.1k
Author note: not proofread, English is not my first language, so sorry for any mistakes in advanced. hope you enjoy:)
"Tara I'll only be gone for the weekend. I'll be back Monday morning."
"But why can't I go with you."
"You have that exam tomorrow and you can't miss it. I'll be back before you know it." You zipped up your bag and turned around to see the adorable pouty of face of your best friend. You smiled and walked towards her.
"You won't even notice I'm gone. Plus didn't Mindy say she set you up on a date with someone?" You tried to hid the sadness in your voice at the mere thought of Tara going on a date with someone. You spent most of your friendship with Tara hiding your feelings from her. And you had to give your self credit. You were great at hiding your feelings.
"Ugh yes. She's setting me up with this guy from one of her classes." She rolled her eyes as she helped you with your bag. Packing the spare of glasses you had, she knew how you'd always tended to misplace them. "But I don't have to go. I haven't said yes. And I'd also rather spend my time with you. Your parents love me"
"I would like for you come with but Sam would probably kill me if you miss that final tomorrow. You can come with me next time." You offered ignoring the way your heart thumped in your ears at mention of her rather spending her time with you.
"I called you an Uber so you didn't have to take a taxi. And it's five minutes away." Quinn said as she stood next your open door. Leaning on the door as she smiled at you.
"Thanks Quinn. You didn't have t-Don't worry about it babe. You know you got a special place in my heart." You took a glance at Tara only to see her smile no longer there, replaced with a scowl as she looked at your guys roommate.
"Okay well thanks Quinn. I'll be down in a bit."
She smiled and winked at you, "It's a black SUV Cadillac." Then she walked away. Leaving you and Tara in what felt like awkward silence.
"Come on. Walk me out?"
"You sure you don't want Quinn to do that. You two have grown close." She spoke in an annoyed tone. Her eyes still starting at the spot where Quinn once stood.
"Tara." You sighed gently taking the your bag that Tara still held and slinging it over your shoulder. "Come on. I want you to walk me out." You held out your hand for her to take. You watched as her annoyance melted away, she took your hand and led you out of your room with a huff.
"Bye guys. I'll see on Monday. Where's Ethan?" You waved only to stop when your best friend wasn't in the room. You had met Ethan at the very start of the year and grew close, having the same hobbies. You two bonded for your shared love over video games.
"He said he had a study group he couldn't miss. He told me to tell you he'll miss you and to bring him something." Quinn spoke from her spot on the couch where she sat in between Chad and Anika. Sam and Mindy were in the kitchen making dinner.
"Bye Y/nn have a safe trip." Sam smiled sharing quick hug. She had known you for quite a while. She also cared deeply about you, seeing as she knew you from such a young age. She also knew how you were in love with her younger sister. She had promised not to say anything but she had tried to push you into telling her. Even going as far as trying to get her sister to tell you about her feelings. After the murders of Woodsboro 2022 not only had she become protective of her family. But so did you. Especially over Tara. She had watched how you watched over Tara after she was attacked. Going as far as staying at the hospital. She watched how you did everything in your power to make sure Tara was safe.
The rest of your friends said their goodbyes and you made your way out of the apartment with Tara. The short brunette kept your hand in hers as she lead you down the steps on to the side walk in front the of apartment complex. You saw the black SUV a man wearing a black yankee hat and a black face mask was in the driver seat with the passenger seat window down.
"For Y/n?"
"Yea that's me. Can I get a second?" You asked the man, he nodded and shot you a thumbs up.
"I don't want you to go." You heard Tara mumble as she leaned into the arm she was still holding.
"Tar it's only three days." You pulled her into a hug, she buried her face into your chest her arms wrapping tightly around your waist. You both stayed there for what felt like forever. Before pulling away. She looked up at you through her eyelashes.
"I'll always notice when you're gone." She said in a soft voice.
"I'll be back first thing Monday morning. I have to go. I'll be back before you know it." Without thinking you leaned down kissed the top of her head. You watched as her eyes widen and her cheeks turn pink. Yours for sure doing the same.
"Uh bye Tar."
*
You sat in the back of suv with your cheeks still feeling warm. You leaned back in the seat and looked down at your phone. The lock screen being of Tara and you at Disney land, Tara had the Mickey Mouse ears and you had your Goofy hat. Both of you smiling at the camera as Sam took the picture. The ping coming your phone notifying you of a new message
Tara: I miss you already :(
A smiled made its way on to your face. You opened the message and typed out response but before you can hit send. The driver spoke up.
"So Y/n, what's your favorite scary movie?"
You were snapped out of your thoughts, your head almost getting whiplash at how fast you looked at the driver.
"E-Excuse me? What did-Mmh!!" You were cut off by someone emerging from the back seat. You tried to fight him off only for you freeze momentarily when you saw who it was.
Ghostface.
He jumped over the seat making you unfreeze as you tried to fight him off. Your glasses flying off your face with punches you were receiving, making your vision impaired. The blurry figure of ghost face moved fast. The driver continued to drive like like nothing was wrong. You noticed that the ghostface didn't have his knife which had you confused but you didn't stop fighting. He punched you repeatedly. You were growing weaker by the second. With a final punch to your face you were knocked out.
*
As you came to, you felt the throb of pain shooting through out your skull. Your blurry vision in no way helping the pain in your head. The panic settled in when you remembered what happened. Ghostface was back.
"Wakey. Wakey Y/n. You don't want to miss all the fun. Do you?"
You registered that you were tied to chair and tape was covering your mouth. There were two ghost faces standing in front of you. You breathing became quicker as your eyes filled with tears.
You pulled on the restraints that held your wrists the handles of the chair. But the rope that had you tied down only tighten the more you moved. One of the figures moved towards, you tried to move away from the knife he held but it was no use.
You couldn't do anything but cry in pain when the knife was brought down.
*
I miss you already :(
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Three hours passed since you left and Tara kept looking at her phone. You had yet to respond to her message, you clearly read it she had seen the bubbles appear. Meaning you were going to respond but the message never came. It wasn't like you to not respond. She sat back in her seat, her friends and herself had a movie night and she couldn't take her mind off you.
"I'm sure she'll answer once she gets off the plane. You know how paranoid she gets when she's on a plane. Phone is in airplane mode and her headphones on full blast. Swear that girl says hates planes cause of final destination but still gets on them." Chad joked as he ate the popcorn Sam had made.
"Oh my god remember when there was turbulence on flight here?" Mindy laughed at the thought of how scared you were. Tara couldn't help but giggle.
"Man who knew she had such a strong grip. Swear my hand hasn't been the same since." Chad shook his hand that you once had in a death grip. He remembered how much it hurt. But you had been so scared, and he wanted to comfort his best friend.
"Chad you literally had tears in your eyes." Mindy laughed even harder. "That's what you get for stealing Tara's seat."
Tara finally relaxed in her seat, she knew exactly how you get when you'd go on a plane. By the time she wakes up Friday morning she'd have a text from you.
*
When she woke the first thing she did was reach for her phone. Expecting a text from you but when she saw that she had no notification from you she sat up. Her concern coming in ten fold. She pressed on your contact and waited for you to pick up your phone.
"Hey this is Y/n sorry I can't get to the phone right now. Please leave a message after the-Hey just wanted to know if you got home safe. Call me when you get a chance."
It has been approximately 15 hours since you left. The flight was only going to be a six hour flight. You had more than enough time to text her back.
"Still no response?"
Tara looked up from her phone to see her sister standing at the door way of her room. Tara went to respond when her phone binged. Her eyes snapping to the phone in her hand.
Y/nn<3: hey sorry I didn't call. I crashed as soon as I got home and my phone was dead when I got home. My parents say hi but I can't really talk right now. I'll call as soon as I can. Good luck on the exam today. I know you'll do great :) ps I miss you more <3
Tara smiled letting her shoulders drop and the concern she felt before wash away.
Okay call me when you get a chance and tell your parents I said hi as well. Ps not possible I miss you way more
"Great she responded, now get ready for school. You have an exam today." With that Tara got ready for the day. The day would be a long one since you weren't there with her.
*
After the fight with her sister Tara had dropped in her bed with a deep sigh. She hated fighting with her sister. But sometimes Sam was just a bit over protective. It was something that she understood but if annoyed her just the same.
She wanted nothing more than to have you here. You were not even gone for a day and she missed you way too much already.
*
You had felt pain before. You were stabbed the year before by Sam's crazy boyfriend. He only got to stab you once before you got the upper hand and kicked his knee in. But this pain. It was a type of pain that had your vision go dark, but then it felt like lights in this old place seem way too bright.
"You will the same pain you made him feel."
The voice behind the mask said. You didn't have the slightest clue on what he was talking about. From the lights you could see you noticed that one of figures was shorter than the other two. It's exactly what you needed, there were three of them.
*
"-Okay. You're alibis check out. You're friends as well. You have another roommate correct? Y/n Y/ln." Detective Bailey said as he sorted out his paperwork that was in front of him.
"Yea but she left to visit family for the weekend." Tara said leaning forward. Not understanding why the detective was bringing you up. You were no where near New York to be brought up and she was grateful. That she knew you were safe and nowhere ear this again.
"A flight to California is that right?"
"Yes, why are you bringing her up. She's not even in the same state right now?" Sam stared down the detective.
"How well do you know Ms.Y/ln?"
"Since grade school. Now tell us what does Y/n have to do with this." Tara demanded to know.
"Her dna was found in the bodega. Y/n never arrived at the airport, she wasn't on flight Thursday afternoon. So I ask again. How well do you know her?"
"W-What? No no she texted me said that she was already in California. She wouldn't lie to me." The young Carpenter rejected the mere thought of you wanting to kill Sam, your friends, her. No you wouldn't.
Right?
*
"Well then where is she Sam. I just got off the phone with her mom. They haven't seen her. She wasn't on the plane heading back home." Tara paced in the safety of her living room. After being attacked they settled in their apartment. They searched your room for any sign of where you could be but came up empty handed. Everyone had tried to call you but you never answered your phone. It would go straight to voicemail.
With all blame for the murders not only falling on Sam's shoulders but yours as well. The situation was becoming even more stressful.
"I don't know Tara. I don't know."
The five in the room jumped at the sound of Tara's phone ringing. They looked at her phone and saw the contact picture of you popping up. Tara wasted no time to answer the phone.
"Y/n! Where the hell are you-Oh Tara, you dumb little thing. Y/n isn't here or maybe she is and she's been stringing you along. Or maybe I'm Y/n. It wouldn't be the first time someone you love tries to kill you, now would it."
"Y/n wouldn't do this."
"You sure about that."
Tara looked down at the phone when ghostface hung up. Everything in her was telling her that you would never do this to her. You wouldn't. But there was little part of her that was telling her that it was true.
"Hey we've known Y/n since we were babies. She loves you too much to do this. No, there has to be a different explanation for why ghostface has her phone." Chad said in not believing for one second you could be part of this deranged persons team.
"Wait doesn't-Guys, what the hell."
The four walked out of the kitchen, towards the living room where Anika turned up the volume. The five watched how the blame for the murders where placed on Sam and Y/n. And how Sam almost attacked a girl the night before. How the murders of Woodsboro 2022 were also blamed on Sam. They watched how the reporter not only victimized Richie but dragged Sam's and Y/n's name as well.
Sam took the control away from Anika and turned off the tv. She stormed away and sat the kitchen table.
The three teens watched how Tara tried her best to comfort her sister. Trying to push the worry she felt for you aside.
The five in room not aware of the danger lurking in the room across the hall.
*
The throbbing pain coming from your knee was becoming worse. One of the ghost faces had broken your knee. They had the cut you and beat you but the worst pain of it all was the knee.
"Are you ready Y/n. You won't believe it but your group of friends has become unfortunately small."
"Leave them alone you bitch! I'll kill you. I'll-You won't do anything. Want to know why. Cause when they find you. You will be dead. Just another name added to my list. But don't worry. They'll see your final moments after all."
You didn't know they had been recording, but all you cared for was your friends. Tara. You felt your eyes fill with tears. You hated not being there for her or Sam. You only hoped that they were okay.
You could only hope.
*
The group watched how all the ghost face costumes were on display. They had made it an abandoned movie theater. All the evidence collected from past attacks.
"What's in the box? It's huge." Ethan walked up towards the wooden large box. "You think we could get it open?" He looked around trying to find something to open the box with. "I mean we don't know where Y/n is. She could be behind th-Don't you fucking dare." Tara stared daggers at the taller boy.
"I'm just saying Tara. Has anyone seen or heard from her? She's gone completely M.I.A. I love her but it's weird. The cops can't find her, her parents don't know where she's at. And to top it all off she goes missing the day the killings start. The knifes go missing from the kitchen, a kitchen Y/n used frequently. It's-Stop talking Ethan." This time it was Sam that cut him off. Sam loved you dearly, she had known you since you were a kid. You were too sweet of a kid to do something like this.
But the question still stood. Where were you.
*
"You know you always had a special spot in my heart."
The words rang through your head. Your blurry vision became cleared when the figure put something on your face. Your eyes widen in disbelief at who was standing in front of you. They had taken off their mask and were now just standing there.
Quinn.
She swung the pipe hitting you in the head before you could actually say anything.
You weren't sure how much time passed. When you woke up you were somewhere dark. You couldn't see anything. You could still feel the cloth tide over your mouth, the pain coming from the side of your head. But now you could also feel something covering your whole face. You could barely feel the your leg and you were afraid on what that could mean.
You could faintly hear muffled voices. And then gunshots. Making you flinch at the loud noise. You heard noises around you and then suddenly, light that you were able to see through the bag since it wasn't that thick.
"We have a few more surprises for you both actually. It was so easy. Having the blame not only on Sam but also her."
You felt someone touch your shoulder making you flinch harder than before. The bag than lifted from your head making squint your eyes a bit at the bright lights. You wheezed out, when they roughly grabbed you by the hair making you look up.
"Y/n?!"
At the sudden voice your eyes connected to the deep brown eyes that you loved so much. Tears streamed down her face as she tried to get to you.
"Q-Qui-Now Now don't spoil the surprise." You watched as Sam and Tara's eyes widen at the site of you. They looked at the person behind you gasped when you only assumed that they took off their mask.
"Mindy was right." You looked up only to a person you considered a best friend. Heart breaking when Ethan ranted about killing Chad. "I mean it was fun. But it was more fun torturing you." You hissed when he pulled your hair harder, head tilted back as he taunted you with the knife.
"Get away from her." Tara lunged forward but was stopped by Sam. She cried at the sight of you. You were covered in blood, cuts, bruises. And she could see how bad you leg looked.
"Speaking of Families. My name isn't Ethan Landry. Is it dad?"
"Dad?"
"Hey roomies. You didn't see that one coming " Quinn smiled evilly. A chuckle escaped her mouth at the shocked expressions on the Carpenters sister's face.
You watched as they argued, Ethan..or what ever his name was no longer behind you. While they did their monologue, you tried to use this time to escape the ropes. The little fight you had left growing just a bit, when the three insane killers circled the two sisters. You had known that they were going to avenge their dead brother. You didn't know that it was Richie they were talking about. You looked to your side to faintly see a blonde woman crawling towards you.
She slowly and quietly cut the ropes tying your legs. Careful not to touch your bad leg. She then moved to your wrists. Slipping something medal in your hands.
"Hide it. I'm gonna try to distract them. Oh and here figured these could help. They're broken but it'll have to do." Kirby put the glasses on your face. She had found them laying around. She knew they belonged to you the moment she saw them. She has seen the pictures of you and your friends. The frames being way too similar for them not to be yours. The glass was cracked and scratched.
You tried to move but you had to stop at the pain coming from your leg. Your head snapping up when you heard gun shots. You watched as the detective was shot, Quinn was hit in the face with a brick by Tara. Who then tried to run towards you but was tripped when a hand grabbed her ankles.
"Tara! Sam!" Sam looked up from stabbing Ethan, towards you. She then moved to you. Stopping when you shook your head, "Help Tara, I can't move. Here." You threw her the gun Kirby gave you. She looked uncertain of leaving you but with a yelp coming from her sister she turned and ran towards her.
You attempted once again to move. Using the arm rests of the chair to pull yourself up. Biting your lip at the pain coursing through your body. From the corner of your eye you saw the detective get up, picking up his gun and then aiming at Tara and Sam. You had failed to notice that they had made it on the top balcony. You could only watch as Tara dangled from the top, Sam trying her best to pull her back up. Ethan was just below Tara swiping his knife at her. You limped your way to him. Using anything to to put your weight on. Picking up the a pipe on the way. Once you were right behind him you swung it as hard you can, Tara falling at the same moment. With the force of the swing causing you fall. Tara used the knife Sam gave her to stab Ethan through the mouth.
"Now die a fucking virgin."
"Baby." She quickly shifted toward you. Cupping your cheeks as she cried. Looking over your body at the damage done by people she trusted. "Oh y/n. You're going to be okay. Just-just keep your eyes open."
"Tara...y-you're bleeding."
Letting a tearful chuckle the brunette wiped your tears away. "So are you dumbass."
With a painful laugh you reached up wiping her tears away. "I m-missed you." You mumbled, your eyes growing heavy by the second. The energy you once had fading away. The exhaustion from the passed days coming to in waves.
"No no keep your eyes open. Come on baby. Look at me. Please."
Both of you flinching at the sound of glass and wood breaking. You moved your head slightly to see Sam and Quinn's dad on the floor.
"Go-go help her."
"You keep your fucking eyes open. You hear me. Please keep them open. I'll be right back." She leaned down kissing you the lips. Even in this light when she pulled away from you, you saw the blush on her cheeks. You cracked a smile at the sight.
"Yes ma'am."
*
Tara had been pissed when she returned to you to find you unconscious. Worried but pissed. So angry that she bursted into tears. Sam had to pull her away from your body letting the paramedics help you. Sam had watched as they rushed you away. Sam held Tara tighter as her sister tried to get to you. Her arm burning as she held her younger sister.
Now they sat in the waiting room. Waiting for any news on you and Chad. They both had gotten stitches on their wounds. Mindy and Danny sat with them. Sidney had called them to make sure they were alright. At the news that they were alright Sidney was on the next flight to New York. The older woman wanted to be there but she also had her own family to look after.
"Family of Y/n Y/ln and Chad Meeks Martin?"
The four shot up from their seats. "Please tell me they're okay." Tara begged, tears streaming down her cheeks
"Yes. They'll pull through."
The group of friends cheered tears of joy and pure relief. Danny pulled the three girls in a big bear hug. The three woman cried in the mans chest.
"The good news for Mr.Meeks is that the knife missed all the vital organs. He'll make a speedy recovery once all the stitches are out." The group nodded taking every word in. Thankful that Chad would be alright.
"Ms.Y/ln on the other hand and multiple cuts and bruises. She has minor concussion as well. But that's not what we were worried about. When Ms.Y/ln was brought her left leg was in horrible shape. Her knee was broken for at least two days. When she was brought in it was deeply infected due to the lack of treatment. Due to the infection, it had stopped blood flow to the that leg. Which caused what we call tissue death..requiring an amputation."
*
The bright lights form the ceiling were the first thing you saw when you opened your eyes. You felt nauseous, dizzy and numb all around. It felt like you couldn't move. The pain you once felt, you barely feel now. The more you came to, the more you realized that you were on a hospital. You also now felt a hand holding yours. It was warm and small. You recognized the hand instantly. Looking towards the direction of the hand, a small smile made its way to your face at what you saw. She was bit blurry due to you not having your glasses, but nevertheless she was still beautiful. You could tell that she was sleeping and not knowing what she's been through, you didn't want to wake her.
"Hey, you're awake." You heard the older Carpenter's voice. You turned to the sound of her voice and saw her figure standing by the bed. You saw her dig in her bag, pulling out a black box.
You smiled when she put on your spare glasses. "Thanks Sammy."
She chuckled and shook her head. "You're welcome. Now how are you feeling?" She realized that you haven't noticed that your leg wasn't, well there. And she didn't know how to tell you. She looked at her sister who was still asleep. For the past 24 hours that you've been unconscious Tara did not want to leave your side. Sam didn't want to leave her sister so she had Danny go to her place and pack them a change of clothes and other things they could possibly need. She knew she could trust him. He had tried so hard to make sure they were all okay.
"I'm feel a little sore and loopy but other than that I feel okay." You whispered back. "What about you guys. Are you guys okay?"
"Everyone is okay. Chad is a floor down with Mindy. Hell pull through. Tara and I are fine just a few stitches and bruises. You just focus on yourself. I'm going go get a doctor. I'll be right back. I'm so glad you're okay." She leaned down and kissed the top of your head. You offered a small smile. Your mind hazy from the drugs pumping into your blood stream.
"Hey you're awake." At the sound of the sudden voice. You looked at Tara who was now wide awake. She looked at you with tears in her eyes. The relief shown in her face at sight of you awake. "Thank god you're awake. I was so scared." She held your hand tightly as she brought it up to her lips.
"I'm-Ms.Y/ln you're awake. How are you feeling?" The doctor came in with a smile as he looked at you. Sam was close behind him as she moved to stand behind Tara.
"Sore, a little loopy. My leg kinda hurts but it's more of a sting." Your hand moved to touch your left leg but was stopped by Tara. You furrowed your eyebrows at her and she didn't meet your eyes.
"Y/n, you had a broken knee from what we saw the broken bone was left untreated for quite awhile. It was left unclean which led to an infection, this caused blood flow to stop traveling to your knee. Ms.Y/ln we had to amputate your left leg due to the dead tissue-"
You sat up ignoring the pain at the movement. The stitches on your stomach pulling. The three in front of you tried to stop you but couldn't. The doctor called for a nurse to get a sedative. Your eyes widen in shock and horror when you pulled back the blanket to see the leg stump. You could faintly hear the heart monitor connected to you pick up. Then followed a tiny sting coming from your arm. You looked to your side to see a nurse, you looked back at Tara who looked at you with so much guilt and sadness. Your world faded once again.
Tara stood as she watched as you fall in to unconsciousness. She knew things wouldn't be the same for you. She knew that it'd take time for you to heal mentally and physically.
She planned to be by your side throughout the journey.
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whump-imagines · 3 months
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Missed Call
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Kelly Severide x reader
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Written for @whumpcember, no warnings.
She woke from a dead sleep to an obnoxious alarm. Blindly smacking the top of her night stand, she searched for her clock. After two hits, the sound droned on. She finally realized that was not her alarm clock.
That was the fire alarm.
Suddenly, she registered the smell of smoke in the air. She was out of bed seconds later. Grabbing her phone and robe, she opened her bedroom door and was greeted with even more smoke.
She was thankful she didn't see any flames. She moved to the apartment door and felt the door with the back of her hand. When it was cool to the touch, she yanked it open and looked out into the hallway.
There were huge flames engulfing the hallway between her doorway and the stairs. She was trapped.
Tears welled up in her eyes and she tried not to panic. She closed the door and went back toward her room, away from the smoke. SItting on the floor at the foot of the bed, she pulled her phone out of her pocket and unlocked it with shaky fingers.
She pulled up Kelly’s contact and pressed the call button. As it rang, it occurred to her that she probably should have called 9-1-1 first. The call rolled over to his voicemail and she prayed that it was because he was on his way here. She hung up and called 9-1-1 then explained that there was a fire and the apartment number she was trapped in.
As she waited, more and more smoke crawled under the door. Her eyes burned and she started to cough harshly.
Just as she started to feel lightheaded and short of breath the bedroom door swung open. “Y/N!”
“K-Kelly,” she coughed again. “You're here.”
He knelt down beside her. “Of course I'm here. I gotcha. Can you walk?”
She nodded and allowed him to help pull her to her feet. She coughed yet again and swayed on her feet. “Whoa. Maybe not.”
Kelly picked her up easily. He quickly made his way out of the building with her and then set her on the stretcher. She grabbed Kelly’s hand and squeezed.
Sylvie placed an oxygen mask over her face as Violet pushed her towards the ambo. Kelly walked beside them as the loaded her up.
As Kelly started to climb into the back of the ambo, he looked back and spotted Boden. Boden only nodded his acknowledgment that Kelly was riding along to the hospital.
She maintained her death grip on Kelly’s hand all the way there and on the way into the ED. He tried to let go as they pushed her into the treatment room. “No. Stay with me. Please.” Her momentary panic sent her into a coughing fit.
He ran a hand over her head. “Okay, I'm right here. Just breathe.”
Crockett came in a moment later. “How’re we doing this evening?”
She rolled her eyes as he pulled out his stethoscope. “Peachy. Just peachy.”
“Can you try to take a deep breath for me?” Crockett asked.
She obliged, managing two before a cough.
Crockett turned to April. “Can you get a chest x-ray, CBC, and a carboxyhemoglobin. Then start a neb treatment with albuterol.” She nodded in acknowledgment. “Alright, guys,” he turned back to her and Kelly, “I'm going to run some tests and I'll be back shortly.”
“Thanks,” said Kelly.
Half an hour later, she had finished the breathing treatment and was starting to feel a bit better. Crockett came back and repeated his exam.
“Everything looks okay but we are going to keep you at least until tomorrow just to make sure. Sound like a plan?”
“I mean, I would rather sleep in my own bed,” she joked. “But I think I can survive one night.”
A short while later, they had her settled into her own room and Kelly had settled into the seat beside her bed. He pulled his phone out to check messages and let everyone know how she was doing.
“I missed a call from you.”
Glancing over at him, she nodded. “Uh, yeah. I might have called you before 9-1-1. I panicked and I just wanted you to come. I'm so glad you found me.”
“I will always find you.” He kissed her forehead. “I'm just glad you're okay. I swear I about had a heart attack when I heard that address over the intercom.”
“Let's never do this again.” She laughed.
“Deal.”
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solar-argo · 5 months
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I FORGOT ABOUT THE OC-TOBER IM SO SORRY
I'm going on a road trip with my mom tomorrow tho, which means! A lot of time to draw! So i will try my bestest to do a few days LMAO
Anyway to tide yall over, have my lego monkie kid oc!! I love her with all of my heart.
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I have edited her design a little, and given her a backstory!! I also finished the show. Giggles autistically. CW for below, season 3 spoilers for Lego Monkie Kid! As well as minor character death, but that's not a show spoiler
So, she has a little sister, Fēn, and she loves her little sister. Her parents are. Distant at best, so Qiu was kinda eldest daughter syndrome-ed by their parents. During the Lady Bone Demon attack, her house collapsed while her sister was at school (Qiu is in university, taking classes at night, and working part time to afford a babysitter for Fēn when their parents arent around, which is often).
Qiu wakes up in a pocket of rubble and is able to wiggle her way out, and stays at a hospital thats taking in displaced people while tracking down her sister. When she finally finds her, about a week later, she tells Fēn that she couldn't find their parents, but when people offer to try to help finding them, Qiu politely declines, and never does bother to put in effort to find them.
Considering Qiu is now the SOLE provider for her little sister, she drops out of her evening classes and searches for a full-time job that will take her despite her lack of degree. Her search takes her to Pigsy's noodles, where she's once again told that there aren't any openings. However, she is desperate for a job, and begs Pigsy to consider her. So, he hesitantly offers her a job in the kitchen; doing prep work for him, grocery runs when they run out of an ingredient, etc. She thanks him, and the next day she sends Fēn off to school, and goes to Pigsy's noodles.
Every weekday she leaves early to pick up her sister, and then comes right back, plonking her sister in a chair at the counter to do her homework. Eventually, Tang and Mei offer to do it, and trade off picking Fēn up from school. While she's at the shop, Tang and Mei usually keep her company, and, when it's not busy, so will MK.
Eventually, they find out that Qiu dropped out of school, and when they ask why, she shrugs and responds 'I couldn't afford a house, food, AND a babysitter while in school, so I had to sacrifice something.' They all feel bad, despite the fact that Qiu shrugs it off, saying that it was a part of life. So, MK, Mei, and Tang all band together and tell Qiu that they'll watch Fēn for free while she is in classes. Qiu cries, thanks them, and applies to uni again for the new school year.
Problems arise, however, during the first set of exams. Qiu needs to be at school in the morning, and everyone is busy in the morning; MK doing training, Mei training as well (I headcanon that after the arc was finished, Mei kept training to use the samadhi fire with Red Son), and Tang usually shopping with Pigsy.
So, on MK's day with Fēn, she's brought the flower fruit mountain, and gets to meet Sun Wukong. They get along... alright; Sun Wukong is a little awkward around her, considering she's a lot younger than MK, and he's not quite sure how to talk to her. They spend the day painting rocks while MK does chores around the mountain; Qiu didn't want them to work on fighting with a 6 year old right there.
On Mei's day, she takes Fēn to see Red Son, who has Mei work on her focus and control over the fire. Red Son, who has a MUCH easier time talking to her than Wukong, ends up sitting next to Fēn and playing various games with her while Mei trains.
On Tang's day, she gets dropped off with Sandy, who ends up having a several hour long tea party with her and Mo, complete with a comically small tiara for Sandy, and a pink ballgown for Mo. And of course, Fēn dresses up in her own blue gown, and doesn't ask Sandy why or how he had her favorite color ballgown. (He asked Qiu what Fēn's size was, and made a gown for her, just in case she ever came over)
And on the last day of exams, MK had training again; this time, with Macaque. Macaque was, to most people's surprise, very soft with Fēn. When MK arrived to his dojo, visibly frazzled with an excited 6 year old, he'd blinked, stared for a moment. He'd sighed, canceling training, and left the dojo, locking it behind him, before bending down to talk to Fēn, introducing himself, and asking what she wanted to do. And so, the 3 of them went to an arcade, MK and Fēn playing while Macaque kept an eye out. By the end of the day, Fēn was referring to Macaque as "uncle M"
That's all I got for now, and I did not mean for it to be so damn LONG?? Jesus christ- TLDR lbd attacks, oc becomes mom to her little sister, works at Pigsy's, goes to college, and The Gang babysits her little sister for her.
Mayhaps I should make a fic out of this. (I will never make a fic out of this, I do NOT have the motivation to write. Like, ever)
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Castle fanfiction
Why did you elbow me? 72
Out of breath
Dr Kenny: pov As i walk into the exam room i can tell Kate is having a bad coughing fit, I ask her husband Rick about her heart condition he says it is arrhythmia, Kate was shot on the left side of her chest which caused her to flat line in the ambulance. The bullet nicked her left inferior pulmonary vein causing Tension pneumothorax on her left side requiring a chest tube. It Caused her pericardium to distend compressing her heart.The Bullet grazed her ventricle causing Kate to bleed into her heart causing a cardiac tampon resulting in vfib/flat line causing her to go into cardiac arrest during emergency thoracotomy surgery on her heart. Kate uses an ampstrip to monitor her heart rate. I listen to her heart and lungs. I can tell her coughing is causing her pain and making it harder for her to breathe. She is rubbing her chest since it's bothering her. The hospital had called her cardiologist Dr Burkett to keep him informed. A Dr Livingston who is a cardiologist in this hospital is coming to check on Kate and run some heart tests on her to make sure this is not a heart attack.
Kate: pov all of these wires are getting in my way Dr Livingston is doing a heart ultrasound and an EKG on me. In the exam room he squirts the very cold gel on my chest and moves the wand around. He says he sees some swelling but no signs of a heart attack He says the Echocardiogram looks good, which is fantastic. It means i'm not having a major heart issue next he hooks me up to an EKG. Dr Livingston says the EKG shows my heart rate is elevated. Dr Kenny gives me cough and pain meds on top of the respiratory virus ones. He also schedules me for an X-ray and MRI to see if he can see what is going on. The machine For the MRI and X-ray is so loud and claustrophobic. Once I'm settled in my room on the cardiac ward, Castle calls the boys to tell them he had to call 911 because I was having chest pain. He says I was just admitted to the hospital. I can hear Ryan ask if it's contagious, the virus because he knows Jenny would love to visit.
Castle: pov A nurse comes in the room so I tell Ryan I have to go. Turns out Jenny has off today for an obgyn appointment which was this morning. Ryan says she is stopping by around lunch. Dr Livingston comes in her room with the results of her scans he says it's a pulled muscle from coughing and to put ice on it.
Jenny: pov in the cardiac ward, I go up to the nurse station and ask the lady what room Kate is in she gives me the number . Once in her room I put the flowers down, Kate looks ruff. Castle says the respiratory virus is clearing up okay, it's the cough they are worried about. All of a sudden Kate starts having a coughing episode, the pain is written all over her face, Castleis holding an ice pack to her chest.
Kate: pov my chest is killing me who knew coughing could hurt so much. A nurse comes in and gives me a nebulizer treatment. Castle called my dad this morning. He will be coming by tonight or tomorrow. Alexis was nice enough before class to stop by and drop off some stuff for me. Jenny is telling me how her appointment went.
Castle: pov one of the nurses is the same one from last time, i ask if it's possible to bring down a rocking chair again. It might help calm her down, she says sure, i make sure to go to the bathroom first. Once I'm sitting down in the rocking chair with Kate lying across me, the nurse checks her oxygen mask to make sure it's on right, I put on a movie for us 3 to watch. It's a classic. Lanie should be coming home some time today. Dr Livingston comes in and checks her vitals he also injects some more pain meds and another med into her IV saying, this med should help slow her heart beat down so it does not have to struggle so much with the coughing. Esposito texts me that he and Ryan are stopping by on their lunch break. A few minutes later Kate is fast asleep on me, with her fuzzy blanket.
Esposito: pov the nurse at the recipient desk tells us which room Kate is in, it's so sad that she is back in the Er because she is sick, the lady said Kate is here because she had chest pain that is why she was brought in. On the cardiac ward the nurse mentions Kate is asleep, Ryan texts Jenny to see if she is still here, turns out she went to get food while Kate slept.
Ryan: pov me and Esposito agree we don't want to wake Kate, we find Jenny getting some food so we join her for a bit, she tells us how Kate is doing. I say goodbye to Jenny since she is going baby shopping. On the way back to Kate's room we hear coughing. Within seconds a Dr is in her room checking on her, Castle has Kate sitting up and is patting her back. Her Dr mentions she needs to eat something with her meds he suggests a fruit smoothie and if she eats it all she might be allowed out of bed.
Kate: pov Castle helps me back to bed, my tummy is bothering me, a nurse comes in with a fruit smoothie for me to drink, she tells me to take small sips because with the coughing I could choke, she temporarily switches me to nasal oxygen, the boys talk about how boring their day is going, once I'm finished with it she gives me my nebulizer treatment and some more pain pills.To be continued. …….
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Hey Sammy, just wanted to send you this because I have officially finished the MID series after staying up until 4am to absorb every single word of that masterpiece - I have an exam tomorrow and I’m in so much trouble lol because everything I just read is going to be playing over in my head for the LONGEST TIME 😭 gosh you just have the most amazing ability to write such beautiful scenes- my favourites being when Tae comes back home to hear she’s been out in the garden and the way he hurriedly runs out to see her 🥺 that whole period of reader becoming more and more depressed and Tae’s unwavering love and my heart brOke when he caught her trying to leave and it rlly reminded me how much character development he’s undergone and AH - you got me crying a whole ocean let me tell you- I always screenshot parts that I wanna go back and read and my whole camera roll is just FULL of MID now lol I’m so in love with this series- plus where he comforts her panic attack by talking to her about her art - UGDHDHDHD🥺 as an artist myself I was so 🥲🥲 I relate to her character so much I felt so protective over her :’-) - oh and the smut scenes - DONT EVEN GET ME STARTEDDDD - after reading this all day it got to a point where reader and Tae get back after their argument with both of their parents in the study and he goes ‘I need to fk you senseless’ and I was jUST - nope nope I have to go take a cold shower this is too MUCH DJHDJDH BUT IN THE BEST WAY POSSIBLE - you are an absolute God at writing spice scenes and I won’t ever stop saying it 🤚🏻 all of that and then the humour also😭 what can you not do - The both of them fking at Jin’s daughters birthday party had me laughing SO MUCH LMAO, JIN YELLING FROM THE OTHER SIDE I CANT - and their phone call to Jimin with the guys in the car during their jacuzzi shenanigans- Jungkook cracks me up lmao - and the ‘who’s the loudest’ argument with jk at the announcement party along with Jimin and Tae being chased JDBDJDBDBDBD - ugh if only I had the time to analyse every single section because it deserves all that and MORE - you really did it with this one - the ending paragraph describing what love is literally made me tear up, as if I wasn’t crying already - I can’t wait to read your upcoming projects, I read you’re planning on a peaky blinders au and I almost BURST - that’s been my favourite show since it was released and Tae as Tommy???? Go ahead and destroy me already OSHDJDHDJD J NEED IT SO BAD, I was already planning on drawing them all as peaky blinders characters but hearing that a writer as talented as you is doing that in writing form?? I’m so fkn excited - I hope you’re doing well, thank you for blessing us with this story <3333
OMG LOVES first of all i hope your exam went well!! PLEASE these words are so so sweet my love, I'm so touched hearing i wrote anything that could resonate with you! YES i honestly thank one of my best highschool friends for that panic attack scene because whenever i used to have panic attacks he would always ask me about what a pencil does, and he would always calm me down whenever I needed it. NAURRR please this feedback is so so lovely and I'm so happy hearing all those scenes made you happy!! YES YES BANGTAN PEAKY BLINDERS AU COMING TO A THEATRE NEAR YOU ugh i already have their stories planned out too 👀 OMG I'D LOVE TO SEE YOUR ART ONE DAY BUBS TYSM FOR READING!!!
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sunshinezei · 3 months
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yesterday after my exam i caught up with my friend since i saw her outside the exam room and i was done with my exam (i could only rly solve 1 of the 3 qs idk i had one day to study and i'm an idiot) so i called her and she was on her way to her bus so i said i was close so i could walk her there and we talked a bit on the phone till i walked up to her
bro yk the cheesy ass moment in movies and shows where the person goes "the view is so nice" and the other person is looking at the person not the view and agrees? and the first person has no clue
i did that with my friend idk why? i was already looking at her bc i was walking up to her and i was talking to her on the phone and i agreed with what she was saying and i was happy to see my friend after the exam so i said yeah it rly is
i'm so ? weird wtf why'd my brain do that
idk anyway then she was taking pictures bc nighttime sky pretty
i called some of our other friends in this class to see where they were and they were on their way home together so that was good
then i noticed the moon! and my friend went to take a picture of it
i took one too then i walked her to her bus and walked to the study area of the cafe - where i usually am and while walking i'm telling myself we rly need to get our shit together and it's like in a determined way like my brain is telling me okay go do that rn since we're still here there's time and it'll help u with the rest of ur days and everything
so i go to the study area and i just sit there and i listen to music and i can't get myself to actually do anything so i just texted people
i texted the big biothermodynamics gc i made one sec i don't want to write all this out
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again why i offer to walk people places i have no idea the other day while walking myself home i was even thinking to myself we should make a gc or something so if someone wants to be walked somewhere they can find someone who's still at uni or who lives in their area that can do that (also not a great idea this is so dumb it's better if it's someone they know)
anyway then as i'm checking on some of my friends from this class bc this exam ended at around 6:30 pm one of them texts me this
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i think i played it off well :)
but he hit the nail on the head haha i was caught off guard <3 i was even going to go to uni today but i wanted to give myself a break since i think i've been rly pushing myself physically lately?
i was studying using the board again at uni yesterday to send my friends a summary before the exam of lecture 7 which no one understood and my fucking arm and wrist hurt so much? so weird and the compression sleeve i've been wearing the past few days hasn't been helping so i'm taking today off i didn't go to my mass transfer class (i don't have to be there technically) and i'm not going to study or anything - only today then tomorrow i'll continue
my anxiety was randomly triggered rly badly the day of my mass transfer exam and that day i had a rly bad anxiety attack that lasted fucking hours and i kept even getting panic attacks started bc my heart rate was high bc of the stress idk i'm a fucking mess
also i'm rly disappointed in myself with how this exam went bc i didn't study well at all - i made a summary of lecture 6 on paper and sent it to the gc i made then studied lecture 7 quickly at uni and did the same then when making my formula sheet i just didn't write anything from the stuff i studied in lecture 7
i didn't have time to study lecture 8 so out of the 3 questions the prof brought i just solved one - even my friend who said she didn't study when i caught up with her after the exam she said she solved all the questions using my formula sheet (i went and photocopied that and my other friend's formula sheets back to back for like 4 of us and the missing pages we had from our appendix booklet this course fucking sucks) so i feel rly dumb
anyway this weird thing happened where my brain was just not letting me leave uni after the exam like i should've just left right after but i didn't i walked to the study area - out of habit
this made me so upset bc i hate being there i hate that it's become a habit for me to go there
i literally just forgot that i was there yesterday but when i was there i wanted to cry from how much i hated the fact that i was back there again
bc i study for so long then what
i fail my exams
so what was all that for?
i stay from 8 am to 8 pm studying there and i don't get up except like maybe twice the entire time but it's nothing
i wish i was hardworking like everyone else
when i do things it just feels like i do them badly whatever they might be
i rly wish i could be better
i'll keep trying but for today i'm not doing anything i can't fully give up bc i still have stuff i have to do but i'll give myself a break
not even gonna think abt how i might not deserve a break i haven't done anything there's so much to do etc idc i'm at my limit almost all the time now it's my base level just being overwhelmed and holding myself together being like that all the time is rly tiring
i miss when i lived alone and i'd feel like this throughout the day but i'd tell myself just wait till u get back then i'd come back and i'd have an environment where i felt fine being emotional and crying and being upset and angry and tired and i'd take care of myself and help myself with that
anyway i wanted to share yesterday but i got tired and fell asleep
i at some point after my brain allowed me to left uni i got on a bus and went to the metro and all that anyway it was nice bc i rly like the cold weather and the nighttime is actually rly nice
and i was rly happy to see the moon :)
i kept seeing it and it felt like it was with me omw home yk? i felt less alone
did i tell u guys abt the time i sat and talked with the moon for like an hour? that was when i lived alone
and idk i did that bc it's the moon u can talk abt anything and everything i think i cried? idk i don't remember
but the moon feels like a friend yk? one u see from time to time but that's always been there
so seeing the moon made me rly happy this day and i kept taking pictures of it
i saw a star too
wanted to share the pictures so one sec
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it's okay
i'll be okay even if it doesn't feel like it
and even if i don't want things to keep going i know i can't do anything abt that and i rly don't want to be in that headspace again rn so i'll focus on all i can do which is try and help myself be happier and be able to do better
(and focusing on the things in life that make me happy and trying to find ways to get rid of the tired and empty feeling)
for today that means checking out this book i decided to read after looking for books to read (on google so idk not great recs) it's called the soulmate equation i thought it sounded cute
and for tomorrow and the rest of my uni semester that means trying my best in that
so i'll work on my biothermodynamics assignments and i'll start studying for the finals tmw
it's okay
11:02 28/12/2023
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365-betterdays · 2 years
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aug 31, 2022 7:24pm
i'm tired cos i've done a lot this week !! let's assess how things have been!
we're finally done with some exams last and this week whoopie congrats me!! ^^ i actually had mid scores (which is BIG for me honestly!) i passed, so that's amazing! next week we'll have more so yeah.
i may or may not be getting a tutor. that's new to me. do i feel like it'll help? yes. will it be a really good advantage and possibly a turning point of being "mid" to excellent? definitely. we'll see!! it def depends. i can manage now but i also want to ace 'em tests!
i talked to a couple of my classmates and hanged out w them a bit more, it's nice to have em around. i got to know them a bit better this week, than i've known them the past weeks. they're all super kind! my heart feels happy :)
they've invited us to drink this weekend so woahhh!! IDK IF THIS IS A GOOD THING COS I REALLY SAID I WOULD NEVER TOUCH ALCOHOL IN MY LIFE AGAIN!! but then again, i'm still..only.. just 18. i think that's too young to be saying "no" esp that i haven't drank with people i can actually call my friends now D:
i've told someone already about my past illness so yeah. that sucks, but also, i'm proud that i'm now comfy and content enough that i can tell people about it!! and that i'm okay now, no lies included ofc
WE ACED THE FREAKIN BUWAN NG WIKA SHIT!! BROOO legit like i didn't expect us to do so well. gerah and the rest of the choreographers did great teaching us given the limited time we had <3
tomorrow i'll be joining the sack race thing. bro. i will for sure die. but it'll also be fun so tangina bahala na HAHAHAHA
i found some peeps as weird as me (heart is happy)
i finally- FINALLY- got to cabuyao for the first time in like forever. i spent a lot more money than i should have bc nag gala aq pero tangina, worth it yung peace of mind. i'm ready to let all of it goo :)
i noticed that most of my panic attacks & sadness is really bc i think too much- parang when i don't think, that's when i'm the happiest talaga. ig i should just go with the flow and think parin but not too much lang talaga.
i am skinnier now. pero kulang pa talaga!! hay!!! i lost 15kg pero i need 20 moree!! manifesting!! i will workout within the weekend (hopefully) i'll let the week days pass muna cos i still have sum physical activities to attend to *mixed emotions*
slr, wow akala mo may kachat HAHAHA i walk like a lot more na!! april to december 2020 > 427 steps. aug to december 2021 > 1,127 steps. jan to june 2022 > 1,097 steps. july to august > 2,044 steps. PROGRESS BITCH!!
me, rus, thalia and jen ran into the rain today. talk abt feeling ALIVE DHFGKDSFJDJKFW I LOVE THEM SO MUCH THEY MAKE ME HAPPY
i still have to review for exams next week so yeah!! BUT I GOT THIS DONT WORRY!!! aaa pwede nga pala me magpuyat today cos duh 12pm pasok hehehe yay!!
well, that's pretty much all i can say for now. i have a lot honestly but i got lazy na hehe, days have been good! god IS GOOD! thank u, G!
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amor my dearest most beloved GUESS WHO'S DONE WITH THEIR EXAMS!!!! i had my first in-uni exam yesterday since all the others were online due to covid😲 very weird experience but i worried so much over it for nothing because i finished the exam an hour early since it was so easy😭😭 let's not talk about the other one though cause i might've failed that one🫶🏻🫶🏻 thank you for being so sweet and supportive i'm about to shed tears :/ i hope everything's been going well for you too and that you've had a great week!!!!!!!! twice as your fav group?? i knew i could trust you to have great taste😌 i LOVE them so much i actually ascend every time i hear cheer up, nobody did cute concepts like them!! imagine my shock when i came back to kpop after not listening to it for almost two years and the first twice song i hear is can't stop me🫥🫥 literally the last thing i expected my soul left my body right then,,, i love their new sound and i'm also still super bitter about them not getting an mv for cry for me, it's on sight jyp😾😾 how am i meant to choose a favorite from rv😭😭 i'd say the most iconic one to me is dumb dumb but bad boy/psycho/feel my rhythm exist?? it's between those four, i genuinely can't choose just one their discography is just hshshwhsheh i <3 it so much hehe and ong 2nd gen groups too!! i can't wait for snsd's comeback this year i am about to combust😵‍💫😵‍💫 nation's gg is COMING BACK!!! and yes beffie atp i do think that we're the same person🤨🤨❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 ngl it's very embarrassing to admit but i barely read at all😐 only fanfiction and sometimes mangas if the anime isn't finished yet😭😭 i usually watch animes but the problem is that i have THE most unhealthy watching habits shsgshhs i will watch the entirety of it in one sitting and become hyperfixated on it💔 so i try to only watch ones that are completely finished already because i absolutely do not have the patience to wait for new seasons nor the memory to be able to remember what happened in the prior ones😐😐 so i've only watched very few so that it doesn't interfere with my uni life LMAO but the ones i've watched are naruto, hiatus x hiatus (did you hear there's new chapters coming out??), attack on titan, bnha, assassination classroom and i don't remember if there's any others,,?? most of these are not finished and i've regretted starting them but i love them nevertheless💔 i wanna watch demon slayer and jjk so bad but i CANNOT😔 now amor why would you rip out my heart like that,,, two slow dancers?????? good thing tomorrow is not promised😆 i just want them to be happy and i wonder what happened to them afterwards but i have a feeling it's not good :( i also saw this and i immediately thought of you because you always think you're so awkward even though you're actually so easy to talk to and the conversation never feels forced to me?? no amor slander on my watch😾 THE SURPRISE!!!! AND THE BEOMGYUS!!!! i blushed thank you so much i love it all so much😔😔 visual representation of me forcing all my love on u actually :/ also did you see that blue haired yj is back???😭😭 so much happened since my last ask we got yj + beomgyu new hair colors, hiyyih + hyuka tiktok, THE RACE CAR DRIVER OUTFIT PERFORMANCE????/?/? i hope you're doing well beffie<333 sorry for sending such a long ask i got a little too excited😭❤️😭❤️
hiiii most dearest dearest 🧃!! so happy you’re finally freeeeee and im glad ur last exam was done easily with ease and im sure u didn’t fail bc ur so bright and effervescent (and if u did, that is okay too you deserve the biggest hug nonetheless) and plzzz ur the one who’s sweet and supportive and im so grateful 🥺 thank you for ur kind wishes as always 🍭 omg the way we were both awestruck by eyes wide open era we are ONE IN THE SAME beffie i appreciate how alike we are 💗🙀😽 and i get u i gave u a pretty hard question bc all rv titles are BRILLIANT the people who make their music inject dopamine when they make them 😭 on a musicality perspective, their songs are brilliant too ugh (forgive me if ive said this already) and im saying this bc i was on the longest road trip ever and i was listening to rv for a good portion of the time hehe and i almost forgot about snsd !! and their cb too i hope they say something about it soon (or maybe im mistaken) also i don’t think that u not reading is embarrassing ^^ i think the material u absorb is pretty dang rad and we really are the same bc much of my interests are indeed hyperfixations 😭😭 ive heard of those animes ^^ there’s honestly sooooo many out there it’s crazy :000 and AHHHH OMG 🥺 im so sorry,,,, really i didn’t think it made much sense but im very thankful that you at least felt an emotion bc of it (?) and (gosh ur so cute ☹️ it kinda breaks mi heart) i wanted them to meet again in the future but wasn’t sure under which circumstances — i owe the sad/open ending to mitski 🥂 THAT IS SOOOO UR SOOOO cute and funny what the heck 2 in 1 deal of the century !!!! i’d have to argue with u about my awkwardness but it would taint my soul for me to tell u ur wrong 😮‍💨 u really are so sweet ur words make me so happy 🥹 that is the nicest thing someone has said to me in a while wow i think it really helps that you make conversation easy and you’re patient with me and kind *falls to my knees in the middle of a store* but seriously :”0 ur visual representation is soooooosoofocociofooo cuuuute and sweet not the yeonjuniezzzzz 🥺🥺🥺🥺 THIS IS MINE BC OF how i feel and am unable to contain my love !!! anyway here is your gift !!!!!!!! + another in case it doesn’t work !!!!!!!! AND AHHH yes i did i thought it was fake haha but real talk did YOU see light purple beomgyu????? moment of silence for bamtoris 🫡🫡🫡🙁 nah but seriously and even moreeee has happened since ur last ask and i apologize for that 😔😔😔😔😔 bc im bad at keeping up and txt starts their world tour in the us soon bc they’ve finished day 1 and day 2 in seoul :0 i hope they stay safe 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 and they’re happy and have fun goshhhh and taehyun breaks in his new sunglasses hehe i hope YOU’RE doing amazing 🥳 and i truuuly look forward to these messages !!!!!!! i’m on vacation for three weeks and somehow i have less time for myself 😭 and that means less time to watch txt videos and to listen to txt haha they’re like my personality trait bc they are my comfort and joy hehe pathetic right so im losing my patience and sanity very slowly its been making me feel sad but whatevs HEHE umm (sorry if my questions or sentences seem forced i just panic) but this is random haha do u prefer coffee or tea or neither (i wanted to switch up the genre of my questions even though regardless they’re kinda silly) i really hope you’re enjoying ur freedom and time off with whatever u do whether that includes doing nothing or doing…stuff haha don’t forget to take care of urself 🥺🫶🏼🫶🏼
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blossom-hwa · 3 years
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Finals Week Has Begun
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kaito-is-baby · 3 years
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Shoto Todoroki x Reader
A little bit of help
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Okay, hiii~ so... I really don't know what this is, I finished boku no hero and I started to read the manga ASAP and now I just want to give some love to my baby todoroki but this is more like... I was trying to set the ambient for my idea of a Midoriya x "useless" reader scenario but then my love for Shoto took over me and it ended up being about him so... I will write that one someday
Warnings: none, it takes place on season 1 and has no angst. Also gender neutral reader (I think...)
The first class with the great All Might had ended and you felt... stupid.
Every single one of your teammates had incredible abilities at fighting
And there you were, with a sweet gas making them fall asleep, but only if you touched them
It could have been good if they weren't much better, there was no way to touch them.
You couldn't even find the invisible girl
And everytime you tried to approach the half an half haired boy a wall of ice would appear between the two of you
No matter how fast you ran or how hard you tried you felt absolutely useless
Your teammate had to carry you all the fight and you were just a burden for your team, you knew it
You knew you were useless since the very beginning. You had been working with your grandma, recovery girl, in the school nursery this last year and you loved it, don't get me wrong
But seeing all those brave kids getting into fights to save the world, thinking about yourself saving people that way... yeah, grandma had told you lots of times that your quirk did also save people but you weren't her, your quirk wasn't really useful at healing either. Yes you could put on a sweet dream someone who was in pain and that same fluid that made them dream could heal them but it couldn't save a life, maybe an arm but not a life
You wanted to go to the battle and rescue the civilians, you wanted to calm them and cure them when they needed it the most
So you decided to take the joining exam for the UA
You still couldn't understand how you made it through, you wanted to believe that even if your gas did not affect the artificial villains your strength sure did but it was... quite difficult to believe
And your only answer was that your cute little grandma had convinced then to let you join
Of course she claims they let you in because how you threw yourself to heal every single one of the soon to be heroes on the field even altough they were your rivals
But what they wanted was for you to beat the villains not to have a great teamwork and a sweet heart oh baby you should listen to your grandma
You tried to shake that thought of your brain and enjoy your very first day as an student on the UA
You failed
"Let's use our quirks to make our phisical abilities greater" yeah, that didn't work out
Luckily for you that thing about expelling the worst calificated was a lie because you were sure that either Midoriya or you were going back home forever that day
'Things can go better tomorrow' you think but yet again you fail in your prediction
After the disastrous fight on All Might's class you had obviously stated to all of your classmates and teachers that you were, in fact, useless
But then again, you already knew you were useless and yet chose to try and become a hero
And your mind could have thought of something better, maybe ask Aizawa for some help or a nicer classmate
But your feet moved towards Todoroki
If you try to give it a rational explanation you can actually find it. He was, alongside with Bakugo, the strongest one of the class and, being honest, you were not brave enough to get even near that angry boy
So yeah... you could say you chose to speak to him because he was the best prepared but deep inside you, you knew well it was the 15 years old teenage that you, even if you deny to accept, actually were. A handsome tall boy who fitted quite well on your type, and to be honest, everyone's, had fight against you, being pretty close, trying to touch any part of his body, avoiding his attacks and trying to prevent what he was going to do... maybe it had made you develope a little crush, but it was for sure little!
So you took the opportunity when you had it right in front your eyes
He approached you just after your fight
"I hitted you with that last wall of ice right?"
Yes, yes he did, you weren't fast enought to avoid the hit but you were stubborn enough to be too close to him even although you knew he would make an ice panel
Maybe in a desperate intent, you tried to make him step back and don't throw his attack at you directly
That failed
And now you had a little hurting mark on your right leg and your right arm
But you weren't angry, you both did what you had to do to get good grades, this was a friendly competition after all
"Yes but-"
"I'm sorry I may have been too tough for a first class fight" you could tell by his face this wasn't the apologies of someone who is genuinely sorry but of someone who knows it's polite to apologise after it
"it's nothing, really, you were fighting for that 10 and so was I, it's cool"
He nodded and turned his back
"Wait! Todoroki... could I ask you... a favour? Please" your checks- No! Your whole face- was turning red now, you were not good at asking for help and even less to someone you barely knew
"Hm?" He nodded again, giving you permission to request that favour
"I'm so weak, I just can't fight, I can't fight like you or Bakugo or even Iida or Uraraka I just... I can't, I can't do anything but to heal and stay still watching how everyone loses" he kept looking straight to your eyes, truth be said, he hadn't took his eyes out of yours since you started talking but now he looked confused and even kinda angry at your statements
"And so what?" Did he took you for an idiot? He surely talked to you like if you were a 6 years old kid
"That I want to be a hero" his eyebrowns bent "and I need help, I... no one has ever really taught me how to fight, no one saw any potential for that on me and... maybe if you could... give me some basic knowledge? I could at least avoid getting hit"
Silent
Absolute silent
You only heard one thing, your heart bumping at an scarily fast race and your
Not only it was beating, your stomach ached, your skin burned and you felt stupid for asking for help so you opened your mouth to retract your words and admit that it was an stupid idea
"I don't train anyone, I have my reasons, I won't train you or teach anything"
And with that he left you, even more disappointed than before
Of course that night you could only think about leaving the heroes course
But after thinking about it you chose to keep fighting
And from that day on, you would train everyday, without any exception.
It didn't mattered that your classmates would though you were a weirdo, you kept imitating every single thing they did.
You stopped attending those classes that were not about fighting, you did not needed them as much as you needed free time on the special playground that the UA had, there you could train much better than on your small room
And one day, while your classmates were eating- something that you hadn't done since the day you started using every second on the UA for training- your body failed you, it needed a break and you wouldn't accept it so it just failed to get some rest.
You weren't able to keep your breathing and your legs weren't going to obey you anymore
So you just... felt
And without having any real strength to stand back you stood there, surrendering
You had been weeks working with no hesitation and yet you hadn't improved in the slightest
You were giving up when Todoroki tended you his hand to lift you up
"I did not want to train you because I really don't want you to get hurt by my training or to feel that I am pressing you too much" you weren't really following him "but if you are going to do that to yourself all alone then it will be better if I help you so you can, at least, improve"
Was he agreeing to train you?
"But first, go eat, second attend all your classes and then we will train"
"Yes!" You answered, ready to become a real hero
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dianthus-sy · 2 years
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Day 10.
It's technically the 11th of October as I'm writing at 00:03. But let's take it as the 10th.
so hiii peopleee. I hope that you're all in the best of your healths, and if not then you'll soon be.
I wanted to attach a picture of a page of the book that I'm reading - THE GREATNESS GUIDE 2 by ROBIN SHARMA. it's an amazing book. It'll give you all the purpose that you need in life. It'll definitely govern your life and bring you on the right track if you've somehow fallen.
And and and today is THE WORLD MENTAL HEALTH DAY.
Honestly, it shouldn't just be me writing on this particular day but every day. I've come across plenty of people who've been fighting to live better each day. Take me for an example. There's something I thought that I'd never share but I'm doing so. I'm coming forward so that I let go of all the things associated with it and be free of it fully. Last year, during the lockdown, I had panic attacks -not small, but major. Luckily, I'm still fine. I was on the verge of somatic illness. That year was very very difficult for me. I had to get through that, honestly speaking, alone. Because I was too scared that people wouldn't understand me. And people didn't. They just assumed it to be like any other anxiety, exam anxiety for example. But it wasn't like that. It was too overwhelming, it consumed me. I couldn't sleep at nights, I was constantly afraid. But I overcame that. My brother was there all through, he helped me get through it. I owe this to him. What I want to tell you is that at first people wouldn't understand you. But there are also people who would. There are a billion people telling you to fight your fight alone. If you ask me, you cannot do it alone. There has to be a person to guide you, to be there for you whenever you need somebody to rely upon. I found mine, you just have to find yours. I am willing to help anyone who's undergoing anything. I was an emotionally unstable person, but now I've grown, blossomed, and I'm proud of that. That darkness will never go away, you just have to show it that you're stronger than that. YOU'RE STRONGER THAN THAT.
Tell yourself that you'll make it past it every day. Tell yourself that you're beautiful no matter what. If you think that people won't love you because you're too fat, or you've got too much acne, or because you're a nerd, then you're absolutely wrong. People don't see that. They see the inner you, the true you, the not so perfect you. And if you're a good person, they'll automatically like you. Stop living for other people's likes and dislikes, it's time to focus on yourselves. YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL AND I LOVE THAT ABOUT YOU.
Also to all the men out there- I recently read it somewhere that women cry to let out their pain but men CAN'T. why can't you? Just because the society would think that you're too weak? That you're not 'THE MAN' everyone wants you to be? Stop falling for that, please. You can cry, you have a shoulder to cry upon. I fully support males who cry. It not cool to not cry and hide back your emotions. There aren't just two emotions that define a male. There are as many as there are for a female. Let it out. If not cry, let it out. Share with people, you'll feel relieved. I, for one, can hear everything you've got to say. I can help.
On this note, I'm gonna wish you all a very happy mental health day. Take care of yourselves and people around you. BE KIND, I ASK FOR NOTHING ELSE. Stop being a bitch to yourselves, and TREAT YOURSELF WITH KINDNESS FIRST.
(also I'm sorry for the typos, I'll check on that tomorrow, because right now I'm gonna sleep)
Stay innocent, stay young and stay happy for as long as you can. You matter a lot.
With a whole heart to share
Ghanishthta;;))
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khaleesiofalicante · 3 years
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OH MY GOD! ITS HAPPENING! Its only the summary and I’m emo 😂 I should be studying for my exams, but I have tomorrow for that ;)
Ok, lets do this:
UDHWIJSHW THEY ARE SO CUTE FOR EACH OTHER I CANT-
"He preferred to hide his heart away. But he couldn’t hide David. He didn’t want to. David deserved to be seen." Like father like son. Both speeking poetry about their love ones. (and no, Idk which father I'm talking about 😂)
“I don’t think they are fake dating,” David hummed from the other end. “You don’t talk for hours every night if you are just fake dating.” (THANK YOU DAVID! SOMEONE THAT ITS NOT BLIND)
"They like doing chores. Let them do it. They fight demons all day and then come home and do chores. I feel like it’s their form of therapy. They need this.”“So, by not helping them, we are technically helping them?” Bapa had asked and Max had nodded with a grin. “Shadowhunters are weird.” “True dat,” Max had laughed. They were all weirdos. But Max loved them anyway. He loved his weird shadowhunters. (The domesticity lf this is killing me in a good way🥺)
“Will you on a date with me? Tomorrow?” Max asked then – because why the hell not. (Hell yeah Max. Go big or go home babe😎)
“This date is going to be the best first date in the history of first of dates.” In retrospect, he really shouldn’t have said that. (I'm already feeling his chaotic ass will do something like Magnus did, but lets keep hope)
"Maybe Lexi and Liv would probably enjoy a date – a fake date - in the arcade." Could I be more in love with both of them?? Is that physically possible?? 💙
Elyaas giving Max dating advice!! Lmaooo 😂😂
"His parents would not be pleased if they knew Max was summoning demons for relationship advice. But they had also encouraged Max to make friends with everyone regardless of their identity. So, technically this was their fault. They gave him very mixed messages."  YOU LIL SHIT. YOU ARE NOT WRONG THO...
FUCK. An attack??
You lil shit Max.
Yep, Rafael has to deal with it everyday 😂
OOMG YESS. THE ALIANCE RUNE!!
"So, when he got tired, he would simply fix the problem by eating. It was a win-win to be honest." I feel like I should say something, but tbh it makes sense
Ok, this fight is intense
Wait. Anjali is there???  What?
Oh ok, it wasn’t
“Say the thing!”Rafael groaned and raised his hands, the alliance rune lighting up.“I’m not just a shadowhunter,” Rafael said through gritted teeth. “I’m Magnus Bane’s son.” I'm dead 😂
THAT SCENE WAS EVERYTHING. LOVE THOSE TWO
“Well, demons are stupid,” Max pointed out. “Yeah, that makes sense,” Rafael said with a mouthful of food. “You are half demon after all.” “Asshole,” Max laughed and punched his brother.
“Text dad we are okay,” Rafael said, slowly recovering. “They will worry.”Max nodded and did that. (This just summ up sibling relationships so well *chef kiss*)
“It can be hard, Max. Bapak and dad…Sometimes I look at them and feel like I will never have what they have.” YUP. THEY HAVE SIBLINGS DYNAMIC. ALSO RAFAEL IS JUST 🥺🥺🥺
David got wounded???
Oh ok. False alarm.
Rafael sat down next to him and put Bapak’s head on his lap, gently massaging it.
“Are you okay?” dad knelt down next to his husband. “Just a little tired,” Bapak replied.A little tired. Max knew Bapak was fucking exhausted."  "Bapak never showed it. He never complained. Max wondered what else he hid away from everyone else." “Okay,” dad whispered and kissed his husband on the head. “Get some rest, my love.” Bapak nodded and closed his eyes as Rafael hummed something softly. (Well, now I'm crying 😭😭)
" His niece found an herbal medication that helps with the pain.” ANJALI!! I LOVE HER💙💙
"Dad finally smiled and went out to the balcony, phone in hand. He seemed to hang out in the balcony a lot lately" No no no. I dont like this. Babe find a better copying mechanism!!
"Bapak smiled then. A brilliant grin. The one dad probably fell in love with." jsyeihdiej I cant🥺💙
"Bapak sniffed when dad sat down next to him and gave him an odd look. But he didn’t say anything." Magnus tell him something. I dont like where this is going😭
“Does that mean Bapak is a capitalist?” Max asked. “Do not drag me into this!” Bapak protested and dad laughed at that" Ahh yess. Typical family discussions 😂
"David: Mr Herondale yelled “Yes! Two out of three!” (😂😂 I HONESTLY LAUGHED WAY TO HARD!!)
“Well, no! I don’t want drama. But I want you to be dramatic so I can tell you not to be dramatic!” I would like to say WHAT? but I honestly get it 😂
“Also, we all know you had an embarrassing crush on Uncle Jace growing up,” Rafael snickered. “And you definitely still have a crush on Uncle Jem.” Oh god 😂😂 but I mean... Who doesn't have a crush on Jem?
“Oh yeah?” Max demanded. “Well then let me explain your type. You are probably going to fall for someone who is like a combination of Aunt Izzy and Aunt Lily! Some femme fatale type who is a heartbreaker and looks like a supermodel and-” Boy got it right huh? 😂
“You two are dating?” dad demanded. “Since when? Who else knows about this? Why didn’t you tell us before? Were you dating when you were in London? Magnus, did you know about this?” “There you go!” Max yelled triumphantly. “That’s the dramatic reaction I was looking for. Thanks, dad!” lmaooo 😂😂
"And that’s how the next hour turned out to be the most painful and most embarrassing hour of his life." I. I have no words
“I’ll have you know this conversation utterly traumatized me. I demand financial compensation.” “Not happening,” dad said into his coffee, and Max groaned before walking back into his room. (THAT FAMILY 😂😂)
" I tried to hurt your father once.” OH no, the angst is coming
" He didn’t know about this. He knew about their story. Everyone did. The accords hall kiss. The fight in Edom. The changing of the law. Their love was legendary. Not this!" THIS IS BRINGING BACK SO MANY FLASHBACKS
“All I know is that I was terrified. I love your father. I love Magnus more than anything in the world. And I didn’t want to lose him. And I didn’t know what to do.” 😭😭 NOT AGAIN!!
"When you love someone so much, sometimes you do crazy things.” THIS
" Love had made a fool out of them. Love had made them blind." Yup. tsc: a summary
"When you love someone, you have to be honest with them" And THAT is character development!!
"They called it The Jem effect." I'm using this from now on 😂💙💙
"Uncle Jem was wearing a tank top and and ripped jeans." So its time for SIMP over Jem Carstairs? Okey then.
"In fact, he used to have a crush on both Tessa and Jem. It’s how he had found he was bisexual." Same here 😂
“MINA! I SWEAR TO LILITH I AM GOING TO GET YOU BACK FOR THIS!” OH MY GOD I LOVE MINA!!
“In my defense, I was busy!!” “Oooo, someone has been getting busy!” Mina WINKED. (You lil shit! I love her 💙)
He didn’t know he could blush!!!
" They had gone to hell and back for Roman. It wouldn’t have been possible if not for Catarina. She was, and always has been, a miracle worker." Again, I love my queen💙💙
“I believe in Mavid supremacy.” ME TOO
"There is something so queer about Ferris wheels!" Someone needed to say this
"They had their own space in the spiral fucking labyrinth. These fucking legends." I BELIEVE IN WARLOCK TEAM SUPREMACY
"But Ragnor had always had a soft spot for Rafael." 🥺🥺
I love my warlock squad so much I cant-
Ragnor is so done😂
“I don’t want to lose him,” Max said it out loud for the first time. “But you will, Max,” Catarina said gently. “Everyone loses people they love. Every day. It’s how life works.” (its to early to be crying)
“Yes, we do,” Ragnor replied. “But it also means we fall in love over and over. Century after century. It’s our blessing.” (these warlocks are just to perfect)
“And that love is going to last for a lifetime,” Tessa said softly. “Can you imagine that? Someone loving you for centuries. Someone remembering you for eternity. Doesn’t that sound wonderful?” 🥺🥺
David deserved to be loved like that – endlessly and impossibly. (OK BUT THE PARALLEL)
Tessa should definetly write a guidebook
“Je t’aime à la folie,” Max said.David’s eyes widened. “Vraiment?“ "Je t’aime. Je t’aime de toute mon âme. Je t’aime pour toujours.” ( I literally screamed and woke up my sister, I just love them so much!!!)
"David smiled. The smile Max fell in love with" 🥺🥺
“I know I am not your forever and I am okay with that.” Max bit his lip. “Okay.” “But you are mine,” David said. “You know that, right?” (ksidjdldk its just all this was beautiful!)
“I got it all planned,” Max said – for someone who had no idea what he was going to do." (Me as I should be studying 😂)
" And you were just scared. You were just a kid." “I just…I just realized you might not have had that when you were growing up – that there might not have been people you could talk to about these things.” THAT!! LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK!
"Max pulled him closer and kissed him again. Every kiss a promise. A promise to love. A promise to fight. A promise to survive" I would die for this two
OMG he took him to the Celestial Palace!! Thats so perfect and 🥺🥺
“Oh mon dieu! Ceci est incroyable! Il y a tellement de livres! Oh mon dieu! Je l'aime tellement!”💙💙 Idk how you manage to make me love David even more
“Of course he doesn’t hate you!” Max chuckled. “But he did say he will put your nerd ass in the silent city if you don’t bring me home by 11.” David blinked. “You’re joking, right?” “Of course,” Max grinned. His father had actually said that but there was no need to scary poor David any further. (😂😂 Imagine having the Consul as father-in-law, poor David)
“Yeah, not good with words my ass,” Exactly!! They say they are not good with words and procede to recite poetry of their love one??!!
Ughh I love this chapter so much and I loved how they deal with the inmortality thing! I just love when people comunicate and talk to each other! THATS A HEALTHY RELATIONSHIP! And how they didn't repeat Alec and Magnus mistake. I just love it! *chef kiss*
Anyway, this was really long and it took to open notes to fullfill, so i'll just leave💙💙
Bro I just felt like I read the whole chapter again and I am feels. I AM FEELS SEND HELP. Not me catching feels over my own shit lmaooooo.
Thank you so much. I have some work to do and I was like meh and now I have some energy to do it lol. I hope you spend tomorrow studying! You better!! Good luck!
ps - I love you notice the parallels and references. It makes me lil heart go boop!
also why do I feel like y'all are eternally doing exams????
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lunnaya-dragon · 3 years
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Rated: your emotions.
Warnings: strong deviation from the Canon/strange Viggo.
Pairings: Hiccup/Viggo.
Summary: Viggo is infected with a terrible disease, and begins to hunt his most delicious prey.Hiccup, finding out who is hunting him, tries to save him.
And also a small explanation:
word - is a plain text.
word -is a thought .
word -is the author's words.
word - is the language of a monster or monster.
HORROR AU.
Chapter 2.
"The day I was possessed by a demon".
The guards laughed softly. And how can you not laugh when your chief cackles like a sick rooster?
Viggo was laughing merrily as he watched his father lose another game of Maces and Talons.
"Son, only you can disgrace your father like this".-Ragnarok said, smiling softly at him.
"But is it my fault that you can't play?" Viggo said, still laughing.
And the ships were nearing the island "Bescheshuichetyi dragon". And as soon as their bows were firmly planted in the white sand , everyone was told to leave their cabins and go ashore.
"Well, are you ready for your first hunt?" - said Ragnarok proudly, leaning his powerful hands on his son's thin shoulders .When he heard the guard's voice from outside the door.
"You'll be proud of me , I know every weak point in these reptiles.I spent days and nights preparing for this moment, not like some people.Viggo said confidently, looking straight into the brown eyes of his best teacher , his father.He jumped out of bed and began to pack his bag .
A few minutes later, they left the cabin and went to the General meeting , where children from different tribes met. However, as soon as Viggo noticed a group of children of different ages, something made him become quiet and timid again.
In it were the heirs of other tribes and kingdoms. Their age ranged from 15-18 years .They were all dragon hunters.
After examining his new companions a little, he decided to find out more about where he was.A small village on the other side of the river caught his eye.He decided to find someone who could tell him about it.
A tall man was standing near a group of people .Approaching him, he greeted him and asked him about the village.The latter answered him thus .
"Hello, my name is Armstrong the good-Natured.As for those buildings, this is a small village, as well as a medical center.It was specially built here, because there are a lot of things in this place, graduates get seriously injured. This is where we treat them....although sometimes there were cases when children did not pass the exam, for various reasons, and came here to send a letter to their homeland to be taken away.To be honest, boy, I'm against such survival .You're too young to hunt such beasts, not like those big foreheads over there! So let's agree on this, I really feel sorry for you, you can come to me if you want ,my house is that building with a carved wooden horse head. If you ask me why you have such a privilege, I will answer right now , because you are the only 7-year-old child , around you there are already healthy deer that are about to turn twenty.That's why.Now go to hunters." With that, the mustachioed man in armor walked away.
When Viggo got the answer to his question ,he said good-bye and went back .
Next to the group that had already gathered, a man in a white coat climbed onto a wooden pedestal and tapped on a silver disk.This attracted the attention of everyone standing around.
"Dear Sirs, ladies and their children, today we have gathered for a reason, today is the very day when our children must prove themselves for the future of your tribes and kingdoms. They will have to: survive for 3 months, on their own, develop a sense of courage, ruthlessness, coolness and fearlessness. Be able to calculate their every step , because it depends on how they will lead their people. But their most important goal is to defeat the Bescheshuychetogo dragon, one of the most terrible creatures on this island.I wish you good luck. " - with these words, the elder descended from the pedestal and walked away.
Viggo was alarmed by this statement, because he had never met or remembered this class of dragons before .As a result, all confidence in victory collapsed . And he even wondered how Riker had handled it all and brought home a bunch of little dead dragons.
He did not have time to think about all this , because his father's hand clearly made it clear that it was time to say goodbye , and perhaps forever , because no one is immune from their own death.
He let him go , his eyes sad and full of fear .
An hour later, he was standing alone on the beach. Unnoticed, the others had already gone hunting.
"pull yourself together ,everything will work out for you." With this thought in mind, Viggo pulled out a book and a coal from his bag, and quickly began to write a plan of action. After all, you need to have time to do everything before sunset, otherwise you won't be able to say Hello to him later.The plan was this :
1) Find suitable shelter, both from the weather and from predators.
2) Find a source of fresh water , and it is better to find shelter there.
3) Take care of the availability of food.
4) to Prepare a sleeping place.
5) Prepare items for tomorrow's hunt.
Having written the plan, he began to carry out the first point. And putting the items back in the bag, quickly ran into the woods.
It's been a few hours or more, but he still finds what he thinks is the perfect place to hide.
Coming out of the thorny bushes, he sees a waterfall and a small river, a source of fresh water .And behind the waterfall is a hidden cave.Viggo cautiously walks up to the entrance ,narrow enough that it does not fit Gronckle, and looks around.There is nothing inside except one spacious room . And most importantly, it is not inhabited by anyone! Today, luck is on his side. He quickly found a corner to sleep in and began sorting through his bag of things .Taking a couple of pitchers with him, he left the cave, ran to the river and filled them to the top with clean water and returned to put on the floor.
"All that's left is to find some food.Sticks, stones, and leaves for a fire ,and reeds for a primitive bed."
Viggo crawled out of the cave again and searched for branches, leaves, and rocks.After about half an hour, all the necessary items lay in the middle of the cave stacked in the form of a fire.It was also good that the island is located in the South and at night it was not cold, and during the day it was warm enough.
The second race in the forest was to the pond with water lilies and frogs ,which was located near the shelter. This place could be found by following the direction of the river. So it was almost impossible to get lost. Water lilies are not reeds , but they will also pass for a bed .When he returned, he left them to dry in the sun.
The third time he decided to go fishing, in the same pond. The catch was small , but it was enough to satisfy a seven-year-old boy.
It was already evening , and the water lilies were dry .Putting the fish on them, he took their vruki and dragged them into the cave. The leaves of the water lilies were not put in the most comfortable, but still the bed. A leather bag served as a pillow. The fish was still in the bowl . When he got to the fire, he quickly lit it, after all, he was training.
While the fire was burning, he began to prepare the fish for cooking . After a few minutes, the fish is already fried on the fire .Dinner will be ready soon .In the meantime, making a curtain out of a small, thick, leather towel, he closed the passage to the cave .
After dinner, he went to bed .
Somewhere around 01: 00 or 02: 00.
He often woke up to something like crying, which gets worse every time.Viggo was very scared, but he gathered his will and decided to check who was making this cry.With the help of the still-burning fire, he made himself a torch. He left the cave and went to the source of the sound.
The crying increases, and turns into someone's painful and heart-rending moans.With each step, the forest around them only grew darker.Trees took on the appearance of strange monsters .The sky was turning a deep purple, and the stars were not visible because of the dark red clouds. The air around them smelled of dead things, and there was a sound of someone slurping.Suddenly Viggo's whole body is paralyzed, and he sees a body behind the bushes.Of the fear he hides behind the rubble and looking at a terrible picture.
Before him was a bald, disfigured, and huge dragon.From the smiling mouth of which the flesh descended in bloody streams. He recognized the prey of this monster , it was a teenager whom he met on the beach in the morning.But it's not the gnawed teenager that's more terrifying, it's the dragon .It seemed to him that it was the birth of nibelheim .It resembled a Deadly Nadder, but without scales or a disfigured appearance.Its head was covered with countless curved horns.The monster had no eyes.The wings looked like broken arms with very long fingers. On its tail instead of spikes sticking out sharp as a needle bones .The paws were much more massive, with long, razor-sharp claws .His skin color was beige like a human's, but there were veins and arteries in places .It began to smile even harder, spreading its toothy and blood-stained smile all the way to its ears.And she laughed merrily as the man said something in his own language, but Viggo didn't understand a single word .
"-×%^*?,;&:))08¥¥" .
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Thank Thor, the monster was sated and soared into the sky, flying away.
Viggo, in a fit of shock and hysteria, ran back to the cave, his heels flashing .He couldn't even squeak, thinking that this creature would want to eat him ,too . He didn't want to pass this test. He was smart, and remembered that his main prey is nibelheim dragon , as they are called.
This monster was described in legends as a carrier of the worst disease , "Lekantinism".If a person managed to survive (although this word is figurative) after his attack, then he will live in agony, every night reincarnating in Lekantra.But no one knows what really happened to the man and the dragon.
This is unfortunately what our hero will have to learn.
When he reached the cave ,he threw the torch into the water and hid inside . He became hysterical. Falling on the stone floor, he began to cry loudly and call for help. But alas, no one will come to him .After a few minutes, he calmed down a little and Remembered Armstrong's words . He quickly pulled his bag towards him to get a book and a coal.
Viggo began writing a letter to his father asking him to take it back.And in addition, he could barely describe what happened to him now. After that, he put aside all the items and decided to wait for the beautiful sun.
As soon as it was morning, the birds began to sing their morning songs. Our hero was already running to Armstrong's house. He couldn't lie down to rest.
When he reached the house, he quickly knocked on the door,and then recoiled from it ,turning red as a tomato .Because he didn't expect Armstrong to come out of it just waking up in his underwear. After a few moments, he realized that he was standing in front of the child not in the best clothes and posture.The man allowed the child to enter the house , and he began to dress, ashamed.
After the morning nonsense.They sat down at the table to eat Breakfast , but only Armstrong, Viggo after yesterday ,him appetite Packed up and left him.
The man noticed the red streaks on the boy's face and decided to ask him what was wrong and why he was crying.
"Viggo, first of all, I'm sorry about this morning's concert.I am ashamed of this , I did not expect that someone would come to visit me in the morning."
" nothing ."it was very quiet.
"And one more thing, why were you crying?"
With this question, Viggo's face turned pale, and other than the strange combinations of sounds, he could not utter anything else.
"Don't be afraid, I'll have it all ,honestly."
"P ... just me ..I strongly this b..Bo..I'm afraid."
"What are you afraid of?"
" Dragon's "
"Hmm, I told you that you can't hunt them, fool, stop being afraid they are just animals , and they follow their instincts."
"-×%^*?,;&:))08¥ ¥ " Viggo said.
"Uh , sorry about what?"
"So the dragon said."
"Uh , Viggo ,dragons can't talk."
"No! HE WAS TALKING, AND I HEARD IT !"
"Hey, what are you doing, calm down , everything's fine "
"THERE'S NOTHING GOOD,I SAW A BALD AND DISFIGURED DRAGON WITH A SMILE ON HIS FACE DEVOUR A PERSON, A PERSON, AND THEN SAID THIS PHRASE AND FLEW AWAY!!!"
"Stop, wait, calm down first, just breathe in and out .Now, you said you saw a bald dragon eating a human?"
"Yes, I was very scared of him and hid in a cave.I wanted to give you the letter , to be honest, so that you could send it to my father.I don't want to stay here anymore.I'm afraid it might come back and want to eat me."
With that, Viggo began to cry again, and then opened his bag, took out the letter, and put it on the table.The man, clearly discouraged by such statements of the boy, took the letter and got up from the table.
"Viggo I'll be back soon, but in the meantime, you wait , and better lie down and sleep on my bed , you're tired.I'll send an email and come back."
Armstrong left the house and went to the post office.Viggo obeyed, found his room and bed, and lay down to take a NAP. Soon he fell asleep.
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"!!!@@&*((¥@))₽₽₽#&&,'/_€÷¥"
Said the Monstrous Nightmare, following in Viggo's Wake. And in a few moments Viggo was in the clutches of his monster.
" (÷):^^;))-#$"
" What,......what do you want from me?!"
":)))^*^)"
And with that, Viggo is completely in its toothy mouth.He tries hard to resist, but his hands slide over his tongue .As a result, the creature tries to swallow it whole.Turning his feet to the throat, he rests them against the monster's tonsils, and his hands cling to the fangs, screaming and begging for help. Eventually, his feet slip off his tonsils, and Viggo ends up in his throat .After a few moments, he opens his eyes to see around him a black, glowing and transparent liquid-gastric juice .
"Well, that's it, my end has come, and my father will never know or find me "
" :))))!!"
But when the pain starts, something grabs him and shakes him like a rag.
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Viggo wakes up wide-eyed, choking on her own tears.Armstrong stared at him in horror, his blue eyes showing only fear.
"Uncle Armstrong, don't worry, I often have nightmares ."
"Nightmares! Yes, you literally ran around my ceiling and growled incomprehensible phrases, rushed at me, tried to strangle and bite me.I will continue to list your antics, so-called nightmares!"
"I ... I was sleeping, and the dragon was trying to strangle me and eat me."
"Well, I don't know about the dragon, but before you go to bed, warn me, at least I'll tie you to the bed or something.""
"Please forgive me, I really didn't see anything"
"Okay, forget it.By the way, your father will be here in a few days , but in the meantime, will you stay with me well?"
"Well "
With these words, they decided to remove the mayhem of the unfortunate room.After cleaning, we went down to lunch.
In the meantime, they're having lunch. Perform different work within 2 days. Viggo no longer had such nightmares.But here comes the very moment when our hero is possessed by night horror.Day 10: 00.
Viggo picks berries for a cake in the woods .When suddenly his attention is attracted,crows gathered in a black cloud and flew away.Then he sees one tree after another break and fall on its side.And what breaks them rushes straight in his direction .Viggo is terrified and, throwing the basket, he begins to run towards the settlement.But before he reaches half the way, right before his eyes POPs up his dragon from nightmares, a giant bald and terrible Monstrous Nightmare. Its head resembled a deer's skin-covered skull, with huge curved horns .Empty and humanized eyes . .Bones sticking out of his back.Throbbing veins completed the picture.It's like a nightmare . It does not hesitate for a moment to attack Viggo.In shock, he took the hit .The claws cut through the flesh of his chest and neck, leaving huge cuts.Blood spurted from their necks.Viggo screamed at the top of his lungs .And the monster did not calm down , it began to tear his stomach and chest with its teeth, releasing black drool . But there was a whoosh of an arrow ,and Viggo fell from the monster's mouth .And it itself died, falling to the ground .The arrow went through him the skull.All Viggo could see before he lost consciousness was the terrified faces of the young hunters and Armstrong.
Our hero is not dead now he is in the infirmary. In the meantime, others are looking at the monster they shot recently. The worst thing is that with exactly the same cuts, but from other bezcheshuichetyh dragons, arrived from different parts of at least 4 people. And they were all in their bunks.
In the evening, the parents of the injured and surviving children arrived on the island.
Ragnarok raced to the room where Viggo lay ,Riker barely able to keep up with him.As soon as they were in the right room, Ragnarok ran to his son and took his hand.
"Son, if you can hear me, please answer me...."
But there was no answer.Soon Viggo's hand became cold and limp ,a sign of death.Riker and his father burst into tears .Too big a loss for them.Ragnarok wanted to take his son to Valhala that night.
Night.Everyone gathered near the common grave .The dead 5 children were put in one boat .And let the waves. But as soon as the moon peeked out from behind the clouds, something happened that threw everyone into horror.There were groans from the ship, then screams, and then growls .After a few moments, the ship began to sink into the water .And sank.A black ball with a red glowing dots began to approach the shore.Some began to hide behind the cobblestones, while others drew their bows and prepared arrows. Parents unsheathed their swords. And the tangle was getting closer and closer. Suddenly one of the creatures from the tangle climbed up on the reef.This creature was no longer a child, this huge winged creature with a piercing cry that leaped into the air and landed near its mother.The mother was horrified to see her child like this .But instead of showing my mom that everything is fine, I'm here, I'm alive, I just changed a little. He pounced on her ,then tore her throat out ,grabbed her, and like a featherless bird flew away with her dying mother.
On the second and third, they did not stand on ceremony and immediately got arrows in their temples.Kill them .The fourth, like the first, flew away.The fifth was Viggo.He turned into a disfigured dog.
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But unlike the first one, he did not attack ,but ran away into the woods.
In the morning, everyone sailed home with terrible grief, and village the people down with them.
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teaplease1717 · 4 years
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I'm Here: You’re Not Alone
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Ship: Todoroki Shouto x Yaoyorozu Momo
Rating: T
Chapters: 1/1 (Complete)
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I want to give a shout out to everyone who participated or helped out in the @todomomo-mini-bang-2020! This event has blown me away! And thank you to my fellow mods for all your hard work!
Before beginning, I must also thank my betas: FlourChildWrites and Emberstork for your help making this readable. And Taq for giving me some ideas on the ending.
Also big thank you to Marls_Bars21, who has drawn the beautiful piece found in this story. <3
A couple of last notes, there are slight spoilers for the current arc, but they are very light. Also, for this fic, the boys and girls' sides of the U.A. dorm are not separated with a barrier. I imagine it more like a hotel; you go left for the girl’s side and right for the boys.
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The pure black of the night bathed the U.A. campus in velvety darkness.
Inside the dorm, there was a feeling of tension that hung in the air, like static electricity building.
Momo rolled onto her back. Draping her arm over her forehead, she stared up at the silken canopy of her bed and briefly wondered if she'd ever get to see it again. She felt restless.
The truth was no one knew what to expect tomorrow. The heroes had no real insight into how many villains there would be or what their quirks were.
She felt a faint sinking sensation in the pit of her stomach. It wasn’t as if she was afraid per se. Perhaps anxious or uneasy were the correct terms. They were only sixteen, yet were being sent off to fight — what was technically a war — against the League of Villains and Meta Liberation Front.
She wished her mother was there to hold her.
Turning over, Momo clicked the power button on her phone. 12:30. Too late to call home. She placed the phone back down and turned back over. She stretched her legs.
She really needed to try and sleep. Her alarm was set for 5:30, less than five hours away. Momo drew in a deep breath to clear her mind, but couldn't fall asleep.
All the top heroes of Japan would be present at tomorrow’s operation.
They’d been divided into four teams, two offensive forces and two support guards. Endeavor, the current number one hero, would be leading the main battalion, which would be over 80 kilometers away from where she would be stationed in the woods.
The likelihood that she would be fighting any of the more powerful villains was slim.
But not nonexistent.
Momo’s mind returned to the current number one hero, and her throat tightened. He had almost lost an eye fighting against the League earlier in the year.
What if an enemy with a power type quirk attacked her tomorrow? She’d be at a distinct disadvantage. Would she even be able to win?
Momo was fairly confident in her deductive and strategic prowess, but in the heat of battle, especially fighting Nomus, there was always a chance of failure.
Her fingers clenched the silken sheets. They had fought the League of Villains before — at last summer's training camp — and, if not for Awase, she would have been cleaved in half by one of the engineered Nomus. A shiver ran down her spine at the memory, and she turned back onto her side, curling into a ball.
What if she got a massive scar across her face like Endeavor?
What if she lost an eye?
No one would ever want to kiss her if she didn’t have both of her eyes. The thought hit her like a bucket of cold water, and Momo instantly felt guilt twist in her stomach. She squeezed her eyes shut.
Disgraceful, she berated herself.
Even if she were to get hurt and lose an eye or a limb, there was a lot more to the world than looks. Besides, getting injured was part of being a hero, too. She should be proud she was participating.
Still, Momo's chest clenched painfully. Anxious butterflies fluttered in her stomach at the thought of never receiving a first kiss.
She drew in a long breath as she turned back over. Her thoughts were jumbled. Momo could almost hear Jirou poking fun at her for jumping to the worst possible conclusions, but she couldn’t help overthinking things. It was hard to turn off her mind when her thoughts started spiraling. She needed to talk to someone or at least not be alone.
Momo debated getting up. Perhaps, Jirou would allow her to sleep in her room. The Earphone Jack Hero might still be awake; she could talk her down from the metaphorical edge. And it wasn’t like her spending the night in Jirou’s room was unprecedented. Momo seemed to always end up there when she had a lot on her mind.
She sighed as she gave up on sleep and got up. Slipping on her house slippers, Momo assessed herself quickly in the mirror hanging on the back of her door, ensuring her white chiffon nightgown was appropriate before heading down to the third floor.
The elevator dinged quietly as the metal doors slid open. Momo tiptoed out and made her way down the dimly lit hallway.
As she rounded the corner to the girl’s side of the dorm, a faint glow from underneath Jirou’s door caught her attention. Momo’s eyes widened, and she inhaled deeply, the tightness in her chest loosening.
She hurried closer, a smile pulling at her lips as she stopped in front of Jirou’s room and raised her hand to knock when soft laughter wafted from behind the closed door. Momo froze; her eyes widened.
Jirou and...Kaminari?
She felt something sink in her stomach, and she pressed her lips together. What was he doing there? It was late; he should be in his own room.
The conversation was muffled by the door, but it was definitely his voice from inside, she was sure of it.
Momo swallowed over the unbidden feeling of jealousy that rose up in her throat. She let her hand drop back down to her side and took a step back.
She shouldn’t interrupt.
It wasn't like people were required to have only one friend. Jirou had no responsibility to her. She was allowed to have friends outside of Momo.
Besides, Jirou and Kaminari had been growing closer recently. Momo would just be intruding if she were to ask to join them.
Her shoulders slumped, and she looked down the long hallway. The only other girl on the third floor was Hagakure.
Would she still be up?
Momo shook her head. She shouldn't be waking her classmates up just because she couldn’t rest and wanted to be with someone.
She sighed for what felt like the hundredth time that night and headed back towards the elevator. She paused before the metal doors, her finger ghosting over the raised button for the first floor. Would anyone still be downstairs? Momo pressed her lips together and pulled her hand back.
No.
She really needed to go back to bed. Staying up would set a bad example for all the other students. Besides, she already knew no one would be down there.
Momo drew in a deep breath and pressed the top button.
As she shuffled out of the elevator, she paused. The moon shone through the plexiglass windows like a beacon in the dark. Momo looked to her left. The door to the roof was on the boy’s side. Her fingers twitched.
No one would notice.
She knew from experience that the alarm on the door had been disabled. She could go up there for a few minutes. The fresh air might help calm her, she reasoned as she turned and crept down the right corridor.
There were three boys on the top floor: Satou, Sero, and Todoroki.
Momo’s eyes flickered unconsciously towards Todoroki’s door as she passed. The placard with the twenty-one strokes of his surname glowed faintly in the soft light of the display case.
She bit her lip. She had watched Todoroki since the beginning of the school year. He had been a recommended student like herself and yet had been so different from her. He was strong, confident, unwavering. He was the type of person that brought others calm.
And she admired him immensely.
Momo pressed her hand over her chest as she felt her heartbeat speed up. She didn’t know when it had happened, perhaps when he had encouraged her during the practical exam against Aizawa, but she found herself increasingly fond of her seatmate. It was like a seedling had taken root in her chest, growing slowly over the last months, and transforming her passing crush into a chronic state of pining.
She looked away as she continued towards the stairwell. A selfish part of herself wanted to see him tonight, wanted to be near him. Maybe not to confess — definitely not to confess — but, perhaps she could talk to him like Jirou and Kaminari were doing. Momo’s chest tightened.
Out of all her classmates, Todoroki seemed to understand her better than anyone. He was quiet and unobtrusive, but he knew how to make her smile. And when her thoughts began to spiral as they were doing that night, he always seemed to know how best to save her.
But, Momo wasn’t about to wake him up for something as silly as to talk.
The green exit sign glowed above the stairwell.
She climbed the steps and took a deep breath before pulling open the steel door to the roof. The fluorescent lights flickered to life at her movement. Momo gasped as she stepped outside and felt the crisp April breeze on her face. The wind nipped at her skin, rustling through her nightgown.
For a moment, Momo stood uncertain in the doorway, looking out at the empty concrete space before drawing in a deep breath and moving over to the chain-link fence enclosing the rooftop. She leaned against the cool metal, her fingers slotting into the holes as she gazed out onto the silent campus.
The tall training halls speckled across the forested grounds like boulders sticking out of the sea. And in the distance, the lights of Musutafu shimmered as if they were stars painted across a dark canvas.
A sudden gust caught in her black hair and rustled her white chiffon nightgown, sending a shiver down Momo’s spine.
If it had been a regular school year, this month would have been the school dance. Perhaps, Todoroki would have asked her to go with him. Her heart stuttered as the thought swirled unbidden through her conscience. Momo’s mouth twisted into a frown.
What was wrong with her?
There were far more important things in the world than to be worried about such frivolous things as first kisses and school dances.
Momo closed her eyes. She wasn’t sure where this sudden narcissistic streak had come from, but she needed it to stop.
And yet, was it wrong to crave normalcy? Did being a pro hero really mean she had to leave her other dreams behind?
“Yaoyorozu.”
Momo swallowed over a nervous squeak as her head jerked up. Letting go of the fence, she turned in surprise towards the deep voice that she would have known anywhere and straightened.
Todoroki Shouto stood in the doorway staring at her. He had changed out of his U.A. jersey and into gray sweatpants paired with a white t-shirt that seemed to fit him a tad bit too well.
Momo felt her cheeks and ears grow warm.
“To-Todoroki-san?” Her voice hitched as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “What are you doing up here?”
Todoroki stared at her for several seconds before sighing. His head dropped as he slid a hand out of his pocket to rub the back of his neck.
“I thought I heard you walk by,” he said, giving her a sidelong glance. “You said you always come up here when something is troubling you, so I thought I’d check.”
Momo’s heart leapt at the thought that he had remembered such an inconsequential conversation before she pushed the feeling down.
She licked her lips and dropped her gaze.
“I’m fine,” she said, running her hands down the front of her nightgown, smoothing out invisible wrinkles. Momo forced herself not to overanalyze the comment or the fact that he had come to look for her.
She wouldn’t hope.
“I was just having a hard time falling asleep. I’m sorry to have woken you.”
His heterochromatic eyes were pale gray and blue as he raised his head and stared at her, his expression masked. “You wouldn’t be up here if you were fine,” he finally said as his eyes locked on hers. “What’s wrong?”
Todoroki’s expression had barely flickered, but something in his tone sounded genuinely concerned. Momo felt her chest tighten. She shifted and grasped her other arm. She wasn’t sure how to respond.
She was simultaneously hopeful of what his concern could mean and disappointed in herself for reading into his every word.
Todoroki was going to become a great hero, the type of hero who would bring peace to the citizens of Japan. And, no matter how much she wanted to, Momo wasn’t foolish enough to think that his concern was anything other than a general courtesy. Surely, he would extend this kindness to any of their classmates.
Wouldn’t he?
“Can I join you?” he asked abruptly, pulling Momo from her thoughts.
Her eyes snapped up. Todoroki didn't wait for her to respond as he moved closer. He stopped on her right side and stared out at the U.A. campus.
There was a long silence.
Momo took a moment to study him from under her lashes. He was striking. All contrast. Fire and ice. Crimson and moonlight. Turquoise and steel. And as much as she tried not to let appearances affect her judgment of people, she couldn’t help but agree with Ashido that Todoroki was the best-looking male of their grade.
What would he think of her if she had an ugly scar across her face like his father? Momo felt her stomach drop at the thought, and she looked away, suddenly embarrassed and ashamed.
It was a silly notion. He had his own scar over his left eye. If there was one person who wouldn’t judge her for a facial wound, it would be him.
Weak and pathetic — that is what he would think of her disgraceful thoughts. Momo's stomach twisted painfully; she didn't know if she could handle his scorn. She hugged herself and shivered.
“What are you thinking about?”
The air around them suddenly warmed.
Todoroki must have used his quirk.
Momo felt a light fluttering in her stomach at the realization. He was always so considerate.
She closed her eyes. “A lot of things.”
“About tomorrow?”
She hesitated then nodded minutely. He didn’t say anything, and she opened her eyes to study a crack in the gray concrete flooring.
“Todoroki-san,” she said softly after a minute. “Do you think we can win?”
From the corner of her eye, she saw him tilt his head back to stare up at the sky, his expression turning pensive. “It'll be difficult,” he said slowly. “But, they've gathered all the top heroes in Japan, so I think we can.”
Momo hummed in agreement.
His lips thinned, and he looked back down. “But, we’ll fight harder," he said, his tone firm. "We have people that we wish to protect, so losing isn’t an option.” He brought his hand up and slowly curled his fingers into a fist. “I think that is what makes us heroes strong — maybe.”
She looked up at him. “Your family?” she asked.
He dropped his hand, and his eyes met hers. “Something like that,” he said, and his stare seemed more pointed than usual.
It felt like there was more to that statement than he was saying, but she didn’t want to pry. She cleared her throat and changed the subject. “You’ll be with Midoriya-san, and Bakugo-san evacuating citizens near the city center tomorrow, no?”
Todoroki hummed, then turned to fully face her. “Yeah, but that’s not what’s really bothering you though, is it?”
Momo flinched.
He really could read her a little too well. She felt her face warm and drew in a deep breath.
“No, it’s not.” She folded her hands in front of herself. Then, before she could reconsider, added. “I’m nervous about tomorrow.”
Todoroki stared at her but didn’t say anything as he waited for her to elaborate.
Earlier, she had desperately wanted to see him, but now that he was there, a small part of her wished for him to leave. She didn’t want him to see this side of herself.
Momo dropped her gaze. Briefly, she contemplated lying to him but quickly disregarded the notion. Todoroki was incredibly perceptive and could be annoyingly stubborn. There was no way that he’d let the conversation go if he thought that she was hiding something, and she had never been a very good liar.
She could feel his heterochromatic eyes on her.
Momo licked her lips and drew in a deep breath. Knowing that he wasn’t going to leave, she suddenly was filled with the overwhelming desire to talk.
“I…I knew that we would have to fight one day, but somehow it never really hit me until tonight that we are only sixteen and are about to be helping out in an operation that is far larger than ourselves.”
He didn’t say anything. Her fingers twitched, and her eyes flickered towards him. Todoroki's hands rested by his sides, so close that if she stretched out her fingers, they’d brush his. She looked away, pushing down the foolish urge to reach for him.
“Todoroki-san, do you ever wonder what it would be like to be a normal high school student? If you weren’t on the hero track.”
Todoroki looked at her for a moment then tilted his head back slightly.
“I don’t know,” he answered after a minute. “It had never been an option, so I guess I never have,” he said slowly looking back at her.
Momo swallowed, twisting her hands together. Her throat felt constricted. “It’s embarrassing, really, but I was thinking about all the mundane and inconsequential moments that we may miss out on because of this path. Tomorrow we are going into battle, but I haven't even gone on a date or had my first kiss. And I wonder what if I never get those moments.”
“Don't get me wrong,” she added hurriedly, clenching a hand over her chest. She felt herself flush. “I'm proud to be a hero, and I'm not having self-doubts about my choice. But I guess I never thought about all the little ways my life would change because of it. I just wonder what if -” Her voice hitched. “What if something happens tomorrow that makes it so I can never have those things? Never go on a date, or go to a school dance. Never get married or have children. It’s so stupid. I know.”
An aching sensation spread across her nose and cheeks. She sniffed and brought her hand up to rub at her eyes with the back of her hand as she struggled not to cry. “I hate having these shallow thoughts when tomorrow’s mission could decide the fate of Japan, but I can’t stop thinking about it. I don’t want to be alone just because I’m trying to be a her-”
“Yaoyorozu.”
Momo jerked at the firmness in his tone. It had been a long time since she had heard him use that voice. Not since Aizawa.
She turned slowly towards Todoroki, and her eyes widened in surprise as he stepped closer. “You’re not alone.” His gaze was intense.
A blush ran across her face and down her neck.
He lifted his hand and wavered for a moment before he pressed his palm against her cheek.
“I’m here,” he said softly, his thumb brushing away the tears she hadn’t realized had slipped down her face. “So, you don’t have to worry.”
His touch was gentle, almost tender as he cupped her cheek, and Momo choked back a soft sob as she closed her eyes. It was exactly how she had dreamed of him holding her.
Every night.
Every day.
In between studying and classes.
She let herself lean into Todoroki’s touch.
He was only comforting her, she reminded herself as her heart stuttered almost painfully in her chest. But surely, he wouldn’t judge her for this, would he? She was allowed this small comfort. Friends would allow for this, wouldn’t they?
After a moment, Momo drew in a deep, steadying breath and looked up.
Todoroki was close. His eyes were darker than she had ever seen them. They shone like molten silver and teal stars as he stared down at her, and Momo’s breath caught in her throat. It felt like her heart had stalled momentarily in her chest as he studied her face.
Then slowly — so slowly she wasn’t sure if her heart could take it — he closed his eyes and dipped his head down, brushing his lips against hers before fully capturing hers.
It was like lightning had struck Momo. She stood frozen under him, eyes wide, unbelieving for a moment before her whole body melted into his touch, and she closed her eyes and kissed him back.
His lips were soft as they moved over hers, and stars danced behind her eyes.
It felt like a burning, gaping ache that she hadn’t been aware of had finally been filled within her chest.
He kissed her a moment longer before pulling back.
His hand dropped from her cheek, and Momo’s eyes fluttered open as she watched him through a hooded gaze draw away. Then, suddenly it was like the magic of the moment had lifted. Her eyes widened as her mind jumped-started back into action as it tried to process what had just happened.
Momo could feel her face burning and she cupped her cheeks.
She felt elated and stunned that he had kissed her. But also uncertain. Was it something he meant or just something needed to be done to help take her mind off of tomorrow?
“Sorry if that wasn’t any good. That's my first kiss too.” Momo looked up. Todoroki had covered his mouth with his left hand. The tips of his ears were red, and the sight calmed her slightly.
Hesitantly, she brought her fingers to her lips. They were still warm from his mouth. “Wh-why?” she forced out.
Todoroki dropped his hand, and his usually expressionless features seemed almost bashful. “You said you were worried about never getting a first kiss. I - I hope it was okay that it was me?”
Momo felt her heart sink. So, he had only kissed her as a friend. He didn’t care for her like she did for him. She dropped her head. “Ye-Yes. It’s fine,” she said softly, turning away.
She inhaled deeply. She didn’t want him to see her cry. He had only been trying to help.
“Yaoyorozu.”
A strong hand closed around her wrist, and she looked up sharply.
Todoroki stared down at her. He seemed to be searching her face for something.
"Do you..." he started, and his eyes flickered slightly. He clenched his jaw and swallowed. "Do you remember what you told me after we defeated Aizawa?” He didn’t wait for her to respond before continuing hurriedly. “You said that I was the type of hero that brings people peace. That I make you feel at ease.”
His lips twitched. “I was really happy when you told me that. I had been struggling with what I wanted to be for so long, your words helped me decide. But—” Todoroki raised his head, and something glinted in his gray and turquoise eyes as they met hers. “It also made me realize that I wanted to be more than just a hero, too.”
Momo’s chest felt tight as she waited for him to continue.
He swallowed and seemed to hesitate before his expression hardened. “You asked earlier if I’d ever dreamed of a life not as a hero, and I said ‘no,’ but that’s not true. I have.”
“Todoroki-san…” Momo whispered; her heart was beating louder and louder in her chest, unsure of the implication of his statement.
He cleared his throat and straightened. “You have a lot on your list, so it may take me some time, but once this is over, I’d like to be the one who makes your dreams come true.” He looked at her, and his expression was intent. “That is, if you're okay with it being me?”
Momo drew in a deep, stuttering breath.
“Todoroki-san…” she forced out. She could barely breathe. It couldn’t be. She must be dreaming.
Something must have shown on her face because his lips tilted up into a small tentative smile that made her heart ache.
He so rarely smiled.
“So, I don’t want you to worry,” he said, releasing her wrist. Slowly, to give her time to draw away, he slid his hands around her waist and pulled her closer.
Momo was breathing quickly. She felt almost faint and didn’t know if her legs could support her anymore. Tentatively, she raised her arms and wrapped them around his back. She leaned her head against his chest. He smelled woodsy, like cedar, and she could feel the thrum of his heart as it beat through her.
Todoroki’s body relaxed. He dipped his head down to rest on hers.
“It’ll be okay. We’ll win,” he whispered into her hair. His tone was deep and unyielding, filled with conviction, and it warmed her.
Momo wrapped her fingers into the cotton of his shirt as the confidence of his voice sank into her. He was so certain, so sure of it, and Momo felt her heart catch in her throat. She swallowed. It was the same confidence that he had used all those months ago when he said he believed in her. It sounded like a promise.
She felt more tears slip over her cheeks as she drew back slightly to look up at him. She smiled. His face was so close to hers that she could feel the heat of his breath on her lips. “Yes, we’ll win,” she whispered back.
His eyes glittered; his hands tightened around her waist. And, as he leaned his forehead against her own, Momo felt the promise touch her soul.
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This is dedicated to my hypochondriac, anxiety ridden self who would most definitely jump to the worst possible conclusion, and think I may die horribly or lose a limb or an eye or something if I was going into battle. One of the reasons I like Momo so much is because I feel she'd be the same. She's a thinker, and if she doesn't keep her thoughts in check they can easily spiral. I love the current arc, but shonen manga, in general, never have their characters dwell on the thought of getting hurt or killed. So, I wanted to touch on that topic. And how, when everything feels out of control sometimes you just need someone to ground you. Tell you that everything is going to be okay. To me, that is what Shouto is for Momo. He is her pillar of support, and he comforts her by telling her that no matter what happens he wants to be with her, and provide her hope that there is a life waiting for her after the battle.
Anyway, I was in a little bit of a mood (if you couldn't tell) when this came to me, so I hope it turned out alright and that it was enjoyable enough.
All comments and critiques are welcome. :D And once again thank you to everyone who participated or helped out with the TodoMomo Mini Bang!
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cyrinepamalandong · 4 years
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My 2019 in Review: The Triumphs, The Obstacles and The Lesson
January, it is the first month of the year but it seems like it is in the middle of the year. It was one of the hardest month of the year for me because of the problems that we faced together with my family. Even though we are facing a huge obstacles it is not a hindrance to stop our dreams and goals in life instead we make it as the reason why we are keep fighting. In this month also, I met those people that I can trust in small and in big things. People that knows how to manage my moods and everything, in this month it proves me that if someone will leave there's someone will come.
On the next month which is the month of February, it was one the month that I can't forget, because we have our family day in this month. I can't call it as family day because I come at school all by myself. It is not new to me because every year I have no parents that is present in every family day, I'm always alone in every family day. And also we celebrate the valentines day at school together with my classmates and schoolmates. We enjoyed the moment because we all know that it will never be happen again next year because we are graduating students next year and we are aware that we can't attend the valentines day celebration next year because instead of having valentines day celebration we will have our prom.
March, it was a very stressful month because we need to complete and pass our projects on time, also, I can't forget the month of March. Our teacher in General Chemistry told us to make an invention that connects to our topics from the first semester to second semester. We are having a hard time to make our group project in General Chemistry, our group is the lucky one because our teacher is always rejecting our project, that was the reason why we didn't take our exam on the scheduled date. While we are doing our project at the lounge area the teachers are calling us because we are needed at the gymnasium for the moving up ceremony of Grade 7,8,9 and 11. After the ceremony, we go back at the lounge area and we continue our project and we passed it to her but of course she rejected it again, we told her that we will pass our project tomorrow and thanks God she agreed. Early in the morning we go back at school and we pass our project and we are so grateful because she accepted it and we took the exam.
April, the month that I will treasure the most, in this month, I visited my school when I was junior highschool. It was the month that I visited the clinic of my doctor at San Pedro. It is also the month that we hang out together with my classmates at the resort in Tacurong. The month of april is very memorable for me because our parents allow us to have some fun with my classmates, we are all happy because we see each other at the resort. We enjoy the moment when we go there because we all know that we can never bring the memories back.
Before 5:00pm, we decided to leave the resort because we are all afraid that some of our classmates will scolded by their parents because it is late at night yet we are still at the resort. We arrived at Esperanza at exactly 6:54 pm, instead of going home at our own houses we decided to spend our night at Gazebo and we will pack our things tomorrow morning. So we checked in at Gazebo and we make it as a memorable night for us, instead of sleeping, we shared a lot of horror stories while eating popcorn, nachos and many more and we didn't notice that it is 4 o'clock in the morning and only five out of nineteen are still awake at that time. 5am in the morning we decided to nap because we also need an energy, and after a couple of hours we decided to go home, that was the memorable one of the year
May, the fifth month of the year, this month, I'm at Davao and I am spending my vacation together with my family. May 10, we packed up our things and we travelled Kauran from Davao. May 11, we attended the birthday of my cousin, and she's very happy that I attended to her birthday. May 15, it was the feast day of our saint, Saint Isidore the farmer. We cheer our basketball team in their championship.
June, the sixth month of the year and the most awaited month of the year because it is the opening of another school year. And of course I woke up early so that I won't be late on the first day of class, im so excited to see my classmates and my friends and share my own experience during my vacation. Of course, In the month of June, we always have an acquaintance party where we can meet a new friends. In this party, we are having fun with my friends, we're enjoying the night like there's no tomorrow, we enjoyed the party so much because we all know that it will never be happen again. That's why we really enjoy the night until the last hour of the program.
July, the seventh month of the year, it was the month of the fruits and vegetables. In this month, we are preparing for Adusay, Zumba and many more, as a member of Adusay, we always spend our time for our practices. We always keep in our mind that it is our last Adusay in this institution. It was so unforgettable because even though we didn't win atleast we know to ourselves that we did our best to win the contest. We did all our best that's why we didn't feel any regrets at last.
August, the eighth month of the year, it is also our last to celebrate our Buwan ng Wika in this institution. As we celebrate Buwan ng wika, we have also a competitions like Sabayang Pagbigkas, Folk Dance, Sabayang Awit and many more. We did our best in every practice, because we don't want to disappoint our teachers who gave their full support to us, who sacrifice just to give what we need and what we want. So when the day of buwan ng comes, we are all ready to perform because we all know that we can make our performance perfect. When the announcement of winners, we can't believe it, because all of our hardships, and sacrifices are worth it.
September, the most unforgettable and memorable month, because we defend ou title as a defending champion during the Notre Dame Day, Battle of the festivals. Before we have our Annual Retreat we take our exams first, after our exams I immediately packed up my things so that I can go to the retreat house together with my classmates. I prepared my things the night before so that it will not be hassle for me because we will go to Digos early in the morning. Our call time is before 5am and we're complete before it turns to 5am in the morning, then we headed our way to our destination. We arrived there at exactly 9:27 am, brother John told us to roam around first and enjoy the rest of our stay at the retreat house. We enjoyed a lot at the retreat house and after 3 days and 2 nights staying at the resort we enjoyed it a lot.
After our last session at the retreat house we immediately proceed to our next venue which is at the White Haven. We have a hard time to get there because of the situation of coaster, at exactly 5:47, we arrived at the White Haven. We swim at the beach, we enjoy it because it will be the last and it will not happen again in the future. We also play a cards like, 1234 pass, tongits, lucky nine, first three, heart attack and many more. At exactly 8am we headed our way to Gensan for our Educational tour. U
October, the tenth month of the year, it is the month of the Holy Rosary ,everyday we used to pray the Holy Rosary in front of the Statue of Mama Mary. And also, in the month October we celebrated the Boy's day and we cheer our contestant. We also screamed because all you can see in the eyes of our contestant which is our classmate is the eagerness to win. But our contestant didn't win but its okay, because we all know that he did his best just to win this kind of competition.
November, this month is the saddest month for me, because this month I always feel alone even though im with my friends and I think this month is a suicidal month for me. Because I tried to kill myself slowly but with the help of my friends I realized that they value and cared for me. I'm always sad because I always missed my grandparents where I used to tell my problems. In this month also, we celebrate our 1st and last feast day, we played a lot of parlor games and we also won that's why we save ourselves by cleaning our classroom. But we also helped the cleaners even though we are not assigned to clean it, but we just wanted to help them in cleaning the room and besides all of us used the room that's why we helped them.
December, this is the last month of the year and it is also an unforgettable one and in this month is our christmas party. I know it is not that enjoyable compared to our feast day but it still make our christmas party memorable. This month also, I spend my christmas vacation with my family and we also have our family gathering and also we have our exchange gifts. And I spend my new year with my whole family and Im hoping that Love will always be present in our family.
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