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Bobby Flay or Billy Flayed?

prompt: ( requested ) the Mind Flayer's claimed Billy - and his relationship with his 'perfect girl'. after seemingly being replaced by Heather Holloway, Billy's girl learns the harrowing truth the hard way.

pairing: Billy Hargrove x female!reader

fandom masterlist: Stranger Things

word count: 7.5k

warnings: slight AU ending, cursing, depictions of illness, mind control, violence. small angst, small comfort. Billy Boy lives. ❗️ season three spoilers

"Baby? Hey, Billy! What the hell?" I asked in confusion when Billy rushed past me; bare feet slapping over the pool's concrete as he didn't hear me and pushed on for his destination. The hot summer day had attracted the usual busy crowd, hollers and yelling echoing around us and possibly drowning my voice.

"Sissy?" My little sister worried, looking up at me with her can of Coke held in both hands and her sweet eyes blown wide in worry. "Where's B going?"

I sighed as I glanced down at her while gently caressing the back of her head, "He's working, bug, takes a lot to keep the pool all nice and clean for us. He's a very busy bee, you know?"

"Oh, okay," she nodded. "Can I have a snow-cone?"

"You've got a Coke, baby, drink that," I chuckled. "It's enough sugar."

"Sissy," she whined with a pout. "It's summer! No such thing as too much sugar!"

"Hey, okay," I sighed, glancing around and spying my friend, Jessica, a few feet away. "Hey, Jess?"

"Hey," she greeted with a smile, standing with her little brother. "Hi, Danielle."

"It's Danny," she insisted, Jessica shooting me a knowing smile.

I chuckled, "Yeah, we're goin' by Danny now," I winked. Jess nodded.

"How're you, Danny? I totally dig the suit, it's really colorful," Jess smiled, always so sweet with younger kids.

"Mommy said I looked like a rainbow," Danielle beamed with a nearly blinding smile. "Hi, Derek!"

"Hi, Danny!"

"Can you do me a favor?" I begged quietly to Jessica. "If I give you guys some money, can you take Danny to the snack bar for one of those ice-in-a-cup things?"

"Sure, no problem," Jess agreed, eyeing me with slight suspicion, "but are you okay?"

"Yeah, just gotta go talk to Billy really quick."

She nodded, "No problem. Tell pretty boy I say hi," she chuckled.

"You're a peach," I whispered, handing over a crispy $10. "Hey, Dan," I lowered to a squat in front of my sister and took the can of Coke from her hold, "if you can behave, Jessica's gonna take you and Derek over to the snack bar for a snow-cone, okay? And maybe if you're really good, she'll let you get blue raspberry? Hmm? How's that sound?"

Danielle pondered for a moment before nodding, "Deal."

"Thought so," I smirked, standing upright. "Thanks again," I nodded to my childhood friend.

"No worries," she smiled. "But can I get a cone on your dime, too?" she pouted lightly.

"I'd be offended if you didn't," I assured. "Hey, uh, do me a favor and grab me a cherry?"

"No problem," Jess agreed. "C'mon, munchkins, before the line gets too long."

"I'm gonna get the lemonade flavor!" Derek, Jess' little brother, proclaimed to Danny with a triumphant grin.

"I'm gonna get blue raspberry," My sister gloated.

"Well, I'm getting grape," Jess tacked on as she directed the little ones away.

I sighed and fiddled with my fingers nervously before glancing around for any other lifeguards and moving towards the chemical storage gate. It was left open, the hall leading down to the pool's maintenance facility empty and making me call, "Billy?"

I tiptoed through the gate, my flip-flops then clacking as I looked around the gated storage room with more confident steps. I gulped my fear and tugged at the hem of my semi-sheer swim cover-up, ducking my head around another open door.

Inside, I found Billy, but he faced away to another storage unit. "Billy? Baby, hey," I cautiously stepped into the room with him, noting the way sweat shot down his arms and hair clung to his neck. "Baby, look, I know you're angry at me, but let me explain, please. I'm sorry I didn't show up last night," I heard him sniffle sharply but didn't turn to me, "I should've called, I know that. But my Mom ended up with an emergency surgery coming in, and I didn't know, and I had to watch Danny and her Girl Scout troop, but I should've called."

I heard his breathing change and felt something in the air shift.

"Hey, B," I spoke gently, brows furrowing as I stepped closer to his damp body. "Baby, will you say something, please? Just talk to me." I felt my eyes widen when Billy finally turned, showing me his flushed skin and sweat-covered face, curls sticking to his cheeks and neck. "Oh, my God, Billy," I worried, hands raising to hover over his arms in fear of touching his sweat-riddled skin, "holy shit, do you have a fever? Are you feeling all right?"

His eyes darted between mine, opening his mouth and then pausing. "Y-You didn't call. You didn't show."

"I know," I breathed in confusion.

"No, it's good," he nodded, "because you have to stay away from me."

"Stay away from you?" I repeated unsurely. "Baby, what the hell, I know I missed date night, but please, don't push me away - "

"Understand that I'm only looking out for you," Billy seethed. "You need to stay away from me. I don't want to hurt you."

"Baby, what the hell are you talking about?" I shook my head.

"Just stay away, princess, it has to be this way," he spoke with a fierce determination. "Got it? Stay. Away from me."

"No, you're obviously not okay or making sense, wait, hey - Billy!" I called when he surged past me, his shoulder bullying into mine enough to turn me with the force of his body. But worry evolved from pea-size to cantelope-size when he stumbled enough to catch himself on the doorframe before exiting the storage room. Curiosity got the best of me and I reached for the bottle Billy had been examining, finding standard pool chemicals, and turning to follow my boyfriend outside.

He wasn't seen immediately due to the crowded pool yard, but once on my toes for a few moments, his stumbling form caught my sight and I darted towards him. "Excuse me, sorry," I muttered to a few patrons, reaching for Billy's elbow and almost jerking away when his skin damn-near burned me. "B, slow down," I worried, tightening my hold when he wobbled.

"Got a shift," he sniffled.

"No, you need to go in the air conditioning and cool off," I worried.

"J-Just gotta get to the chair," he muttered, letting me pull his arm around my shoulders.

"Billy," I shook my head.

"'T the chair, princess, the chair," he almost wheezed, eyes squinting in the sunlight as sweat was pouring off of him at an alarming rate. "I'm okay," he mumbled.

"You're not," I sighed. "Still stubborn as hell, though."

"You gotta stay away from me, sweet girl," Billy sounded almost wounded. "Just trust me."

"If you're sick, you need to get outta the sun," I pointed out. "Can you trust me on that one?"

"Got a shift," he repeated.

"Billy, fuck this job," I rolled my eyes.

"Get me in the chair, sweetheart," he pleaded. I sighed and helped him get closer to the lifeguard chair, watching as he shakily climbed it before collapsing to the seat.

"Will you please be smart about this?" I still tried, watching as confusion seemed to ink his mind. "Let's just go inside, B, please. I'm sure there's someone else to come out for your shift."

"Sissy!"

"'S that Danny?" Billy mumbled, a finger rubbing at his ear as if to relieve the ringing sensation.

I sighed and looked back at my sister waving me down from our chairs. "B, I'll be right back, okay?" I looked up at him. "Please just consider going inside."

He nodded mutely and I sighed again before patting his knee and pulling away from the chair. I walked back over to my sister, Jess, and Derek; taking the seat beside Danny and pulling a towel closer.

"Did you dip back in the pool when I wasn't looking?" I teased lightly.

"Uh-huh," she nodded, happily scooping the blue ice to her mouth.

"Here," Jessica sighed, handing over my cherry cup. "Is Billy okay? He looks pretty sick," she nodded towards my boyfriend in his lifeguard chair.

"I don't know," I admitted. "He's not feeling well, that's pretty clear."

"He looks like shit," she nodded, scooping some of her icy treat to her mouth. "Oh, before I forget, your change," she handed the few bills over. I nodded in thanks and set the money aside with my cup, wrapping Danny in her towel before enjoying a moment with my sister and our friends.

When the snow-cones were done and gone, I was reapplying Danny's sunscreen when Jess jerked her body around to slap my thigh. "Ow," I pinned her with a glare but she continued to tap my leg vigorously without looking at me. "Hey, hey, what's wrong?"

"Billy," she pointed, my head snapping up to see Billy passed out and slumped back in the chair.

"God damn it," I cursed, wiping my hands on Danny's towel. "I'll be right back."

"Sissy!"

Jessica reached forward to trap Danny in her arms as I ignored protocol and ran for the guard chair. "Billy," I worried, shaking his knee. "Billy, hey, wake up," I lifted myself onto the lower rung and shook his shoulders, cupping his cheeks. "Billy, I swear to God, I'm calling 911 if you don't wake up in the next 30 seconds."

His eyes rolled behind his lids before suddenly, he jerked awake. With a gasp, Billy sat up and his panicked eyes met mine. "B-Baby," he stuttered, wobbling forward into my chest. I balanced on the rung to keep hold of him, his breath coming out in short grunts as I tried to ease him back while keeping my hands on both of his cheeks. "Baby, please," he mumbled in confusion, my heart aching due to the obvious pain and delirium he was suffering from.

"Okay, c'mon, we're going inside - right now," I shook my head, looking down to step off the chair when my sight caught his elbow. "Billy, holy shit! Your arm's burnt!" I pointed out to him, watching as he retracted the appendage under the shade of the guard umbrella to look at the injury.

"Shit," he muttered, sniffling hotly after.

"Get down, now," I snapped. "C'mon, right fucking now, get down," I helped him climb down, his knees wobbling and needing to catch himself on my shoulders. "Jesus Christ," I worried, wrapping my arm around his waist as his kept an iron grip around my shoulders, "you're burning up, B, why did you just bake in the sun?"

He mumbled something, stumbling along as his deadweight was overpowering to my strength but I made do. But when Billy's weight lurched, so did I; and his shoulder bullied into a kid's, causing their cooler to drop and overturn.

"Hey, man!"

"Sorry, sorry, so sorry," I apologized to the family, trying to keep hold of an off-balanced Billy. "He's sick, really sick, so sorry."

"Billy, are you okay?" Heather asked, having witnessed the collision.

"I got him, he's okay," I panted to our classmate, directing Billy towards the locker rooms. "You're okay, B, I got'cha," I muttered. "Excuse us, sorry, sorry, excuse us, coming through, my bad, move, sorry, excuse us," I directed to the people around us, Billy's arm coming up to slam into the locker room door and shove it open.

"S-Showers," he panted, me nodding in agreement as we moved towards the shower stalls. Billy's arm ripped the curtain open as I got him inside and turned the knob to freezing cold.

"All right," I panted, keeping him upright as the ice cold water sprayed over he and I, but mostly him. "You're okay," I assured, his arm slowly wrapping around my waist to pull me into his trembling chest. My arms wrapped around him tightly to help stabilize him, muttering reassuring nothings to him as I pet a hand through his drenched hair; unaware of his eyes staring down at the burn to his left arm.

Inky darkness spread through his veins, assuring him something darker - more sinister - was at work. I heard him sniffling before tightening his arms behind me; unable to see how he wasn't able to pull away and let his fingers press to the wound - but a bolt of pure pain seized his heart before shooting through his veins.

Billy rocketed back into the shower wall, screaming bloody murder over the sounds of the pouring water and my own worries. "Baby! Please! What's hurting?" I panicked. "Oh, my God," I gasped when his hands slapped over his ears, back sliding to the floor, mouth agape to release a gut-wrenching scream.

"Sissy!?"

"Stay out there, Danny!" I shouted over my shoulder, on my knees as I tried to pull Billy into my embrace. He turned into the walls, pain seeping into his every sound as he wailed from an unheard force.

"Sissy!"

I whined, tears springing to my eyes as Billy sobbed and leaned into my chest. I pressed my hands over his, still clamped over his ears, and called again, "Stay put, Danielle! I'm not kidding!"

"Is Billy okay!?"

I shook my head, "He's okay, bug, stay out there!"

It was quiet and I turned back to Billy, gently prying his head up as he looked vividly confused. "Y-You have to get outta here," he panted, slowly lowering our hands to turn them over and nearly break my fingers in his grasp. "You gotta go, baby, you can't be here."

"I'm not leaving you like this," I refused.

"I-I'm okay now," he sputtered through the stream of water. "I'm okay, I-I'm just gonna s-sit in the cold water."

"Billy," I shook my head.

"G-Go check on Danny," he nodded, sniffling. "But don't come back, okay? Y-You've gotta stay away from me. I-It's over between us, okay? You gotta stay away - don't come around me, please, just stay away. T-This isn't - this isn't working. You have to go."

"Billy, you're not making sense!"

"Just go," he begged. "Get outta here, sugar, please. I can't hurt you - not you. You've gotta go."

"You're not going to hurt me, B," I shook my head. "You need help - "

"No, you've gotta go," he insisted. "Get away from me, stay away from me, you get it? Go, just get away."

"Sissy!"

I sighed and called again, "Hang on, bug!" Looking back at Billy, I shook my head, "Baby, please. You're hurt and obviously sick - "

"I'm gonna sit in the cold water, baby, go. Just go, please, and stay away. I can't hurt you."

"Billy - "

"Sissy!"

"Christ!" I snapped, glaring back at Billy. "You stay right fucking here, I will be back."

His eyes rolled, "Stubborn ass."

"Could say the same about you, sweetheart," I sighed, letting my hand caress his cheek. "I don't know what's up with you, but you're not alone."

"I am," he panted, "'cause it's over, we're done. You've gotta go."

"Billy - "

"I'm not fucking fighting you about this!" He roared, making me flinch back. "Get out! Get gone! It's done - we're done - just get out and leave me alone!"

I couldn't stop the sting of unshed tears, sighing and standing. I couldn't utter another word as I quickly fixed my hair after the shower's stream ruined it and shed my soaking wet cover-up. Outside, Danny was waiting right at the door and gasped when I appeared.

"What's up, bug?" I muttered.

"Jess and Derek have to leave," she informed me. "And Daddy says I'm not allowed to be alone."

I sighed and nodded, catching sight of Heather approaching us. "Hang on, bug," I muttered, pulling her into my legs as Heather smiled.

"Hey, uh, is Billy okay?" she asked. "I saw him earlier, looked really rough."

"He's not feeling too great," I nodded. "He's in the showers, um... D-Do you mind checking on him?"

"Sure," she agreed easily, patting my shoulder lightly as she passed me by. I sighed and watched her enter the locker room before turning to my little sister.

"All right, bug, let's get you in some floaties, huh? One last swim before we'll head home, too?"

"Okay," she beamed. "But where's Billy?"

"Oh, he's in the showers," I shrugged. "He's feeling a little sick."

"That's not good, he should have ginger ale," my little sister frowned; hand tight in mine as we moved for the chairs again. Jessica was packed up with her brother; us all saying goodbyes in parting before she was ushering her brother along and I was fitting Danny into her floaties.

Once in the kiddie pool and under the gaze of another guard, I told her I'd be right back to check on Billy. She nodded in agreement and doggie-paddled away from me, letting me turn and tie a towel around my under arms and step back into the locker rooms.

Only when I got there, I came to a skidding halt as the stall I left Billy in was vacant and the water still running. Sighing, I pulled my towel off to toss on a ring, reaching in to shut off the freezing cold water and pull back. "Billy?" I called, looking around the entire locker room. "Heather? Hey, anyone? Billy, baby, where are you? Hey? Hello?"

After concluding they were gone, I shook my head with a sigh and turned to exit. I went back to where Danny was paddling around and 15 minutes later, adult swim was whistled in and my sister was climbing out. After drying her off and taking her into the locker room to change into her shorts and tee shirt, we were heading out.

"Where's Billy?" she wondered, looking around for his car in the parking lot.

"Probably went home, pup," I nodded. "He was sick, remember?"

I tried not to feel bitter over how it was possible Heather drove him home in his car but figured I'd see him later to work everything out.

So lead a conversation between the two young teenage girls, Max needing to explain to Eleven how when Billy was "alone with his girlfriend, they make, like, really crazy noises." And when El was asking if his girlfriend usually screamed, Max was quick to explain they were "happy screams".

After El still didn't understand, Max figured it was something Cosmo could better explain. Thing is, Eleven knew who Billy's girlfriend was after Mike Wheeler, Lucas Sinclair, and Dustin Henderson found El in the woods and snuck into her basement for refuge.

She was nice, El remembered. But she had distinct features and the girl El saw with Billy last night, screaming, wasn't her old friend. When she told Max this, the redhead didn't want to believe Billy was with anyone else, making "happy screams".

However, after the girls found the bloodied belongings of a lifeguard under the bathroom sink, it became apparent maybe consulting the girl Billy was dating was important.

The moment Eleven found Heather in her mind and borderline had a panic attack, they knew they had to see her.

That brought them to a cute yellow house in the suburb with flowerbeds decorating the walkway to the front door. The girls were drenched from biking everywhere in the torrential downpour, knocking at the door Max had come to be familiar with.

"Oh, shit," I answered, finding Max and Eleven on my front porch, "what're you doing out here, it's pouring. Come in, come in," I ushered them inward, frowning when they trembled from the cold. "Hang tight, girls, I'll grab you some towels."

Max cleared her throat, "Is your, uh, Mom home?"

"No, she's at work tonight," I assured, pausing at the linen closet on the first floor bathroom to grab them their towels. "Here," I sighed, handing them over when I returned. "The hell were you two doing out there in this weather?"

"Looking for Billy," Max answered, shedding her yellow rain jacket.

"Well, you and me both," I scoffed, crossing my arms. "I went by your house last night but nobody was there."

"Billy wasn't?" Eleven asked.

"Nope," I sighed. "Where were you, little lady?" I smiled at Max.

"We had a sleep over," Max answered, gesturing between herself and El.

"Cute," I beamed. "But sadly, ladies, I can't help. I have no idea where Billy is, I saw him yesterday at the pool and he wasn't doing well."

"What do you mean?" El asked quietly.

"He was really sick," I shrugged. "Looked shaky, he was burning up, sweating profusely."

"'Profusely'?" Eleven questioned.

"Oh, um, like a lot," I explained to her. "Look, I left him in the showers and when I got back, he was gone. So, if you find that jackass before me, tell him I'm pissed."

"But did you leave him with anyone?" Max asked. "Did you see him with anyone else?"

"Um, well, I actually asked Heather to check on him. She was gone, too, when I went back." The girls shared an uneasy look, my brows crinkling in confusion. "What's up, what's with the look?"

"It's just," Max breathed unsteadily, "w-we're afraid Billy might've... Hurt Heather."

"'Hurt Heather'?" I repeated before chuckling. "Guys, I know Billy's a scary guy but he's not like he once was, okay? He's not going to just attack Heather."

"There was blood," El spoke. "And she-she asked me to help her."

"Heather asked you to help?" I asked, watching her nod. "When did you see her?"

"In her mind," Max waved off.

I nodded slowly, "So... What now? Should we go check on Heather?"

"She didn't show up for her shift," Max nodded. "We were thinking of going to check things out."

I nodded, "I get that, okay. Sure. Um, wanna put your bike in the garage and I can drive us?"

"No, we couldn't - "

I cut Eleven off, "I want to. 'Cause now I'm curious as to what the fuck's going on with my man."

"Might not like what you find," Max warned.

"Don't worry about that," I sighed, stuffing my feet into a pair of rain boots before tugging on a jacket as the girls followed suit. I hung the towels on a pair of coat hooks before snatching up my car keys and ushering them through the side garage door.

After bringing in Max' bike, I got them in my car and out into the rain to head for Heather's house. Eleven reminded me of the house number and when we pulled up out front, the lights on the pretty home were lit up.

"Is this it?" Max double checked, me looking in the rearview mirror to see El nodding.

"Let's go, girls," I sighed, turning the car off and opening my door. They followed suit, and before I could knock, El held her hand to me and shook her head. "Um, what?" I asked, watching as she braced herself and as a dribble of blood leaked from her nostril, the front door was opening without aid. "Girls, no," I worried when they moved into the house, "this is technically breaking and entering, I think!"

When I finally followed them, light dinner music played in the background. I heard Max confirm it was Heather's house as they stared at the family portrait, the sounds of a family heard from another room.

I sighed when the two girls moved for the sounds, feeling uneasy as I followed them from a few steps. However, bile rose in my throat when I heard Billy greet, "Max." When I stepped out from behind the wall and let my hands smooth across either girl's shoulder, Billy's smirk dropped as he rushed to say my name.

"Hi, uh, we didn't mean to barge in," I cleared my throat, smiling at the two adults. "We tried knocking but I'm sure the storm drowned us out."

My eyes caught Billy's as he chewed in contemplation. But it was Heather's father that spoke up, "I'm sorry, who is this dripping all over my living room right now?"

Billy chuckled, setting his utensils down, "I'm sorry." He set the cloth napkin down, "Janet, Tom, this... Is my sister, Maxine." I cleared my throat, offering him a glare. "And my ex-girlfriend, they're very close still."

"Oh!" Janet cooed as Billy stood from his seat.

"Did he say ex?" Max muttered to me as I glared at Billy.

But he took no notice, instead spoke in a sickly sweet voice, "What on Earth are you two doing here?" He approached us, my hand tightening around Max' shoulder as his eyes flickered between us, "Is something wrong?"

"We just wanted to make sure everything was okay," Max answered quickly.

"'Okay'?" Billy repeated, his eyes cutting up to mine. "Why wouldn't everything be okay?"

"Maybe 'cause you were sweating bullets yesterday, have been avoiding me, and now we find you playing house with the Holloways," I perked a brow at him. "The hell's really going on, Billy?"

"I'm having dinner, princess," he cocked his head at me.

Before I could retort, Eleven demanded, "Where is she?"

I hated the way Billy's eyes then shot over to the girl. I pulled her slightly closer as Billy leered, "I'm sorry. Where is who?"

"Billy," I warned, his eyes returning to mine.

"Well," a new, chipper voice chimed in, "they're a little burnt, I'm sorry - " Heather cut herself off when she noticed Billy not at the table and lifted her gaze, finding us. She breathed my name as if in shock, my stomach knotting in confusion.

"Heather!" Billy greeted, gesturing to the young woman that had just entered the dining room through the kitchen. "This is my sister, Maxine. And you know the princess here," he gestured Max and I, ignoring my unamused glare because his eyes turned back to Eleven. "And I'm sorry, I did not quite catch your name."

I shifted when the girl glared up at Billy, "El."

"El," Billy repeated with a slow point of his pointer finger. "Now, what is it you were saying, El? You were looking for someone?"

It was hard to ignore the ominous way the storm raged in the background.

"I-I saw," El stuttered in confusion, looking over at a perfectly healthy Heather. "I saw you - "

"Your manager," I covered, nodding along. "Mhm, isn't that right girls? Saw Heather's manager at the pool. Said you," I nodded at Heather, "and Billy," my eyes cut over to him, "didn't come into work today, so, the girls came to see me, to see if I knew where Billy was, and uh, so lead us here. We, uh, we got kinda worried."

"Heather wasn't feeling so hot today," Billy answered me, looking like he was taunting us, "so we thought we'd take the day off to nurse her back to health." He looked over to the girl, "But you're feeling just fine right now, aren't you, Heather?"

"I'm feeling so much better," Heather assured. But something was off. Something wasn't right.

"Let me talk to you really quick, doll, over here," Billy sniffled, nodding down the hall of the Holloway house.

"Hang tight, girls," I muttered, backing up a step as I kept my glare on Billy. He smiled to the others before stepping after me, the moment the wall blocked us, however, he was dropping the nice act.

"Do you girls want a cookie?" Heather was heard asking, Billy's hand gripping my upper arm and ushering me down the hall to the foyer.

"The hell are you doing here?" Billy growled. "I told you to stay away."

"Me?" I snapped in a hiss. "What the hell is my boyfriend doing here, playing all nice with Heather and her parents? Being domestic and shit! Who even are you? Harry Homemaker?"

"You need to leave - "

"And in the shirt I bought you," I scoffed. "You playin' some game, Billy, the honest fuck is up with you?"

"I broke up with you," he reminded. "You might not like it, but it happened. Get used to it. You need to go."

"Billy, what the fuck - "

"I can't hurt you, I won't risk hurting you, baby, you need to fucking listen to me and leave," he seethed. "You need to go, you're in danger around me."

I shook my head, "So, I should leave you with Heather?"

"I'm dating Heather now," he snapped, "so, yeah, leave me and my girl alone."

I felt tears slightly swell, keeping my voice steady as I asked, "You're dating her already?"

"Just because you can't get it in your head that we're over, doesn't mean I was gonna wait around all summer."

"Who even are you anymore?" I scoffed, pushing past him again to make for the hall. "C'mon, girls, Heather and Billy are feeling fine and we should go. C'mon," I waved them to me. "Sorry to interrupt your evening, Mr. and Mrs. Holloway, Heather."

"It's okay, dear," Janet smiled. "You were worried."

"Not anymore," I chuckled dryly, leading them out of the house and ignoring Billy.

"Baby?" He whispered in confusion, shaking his head as I shoved past him and out the front door.

"What happened?" Max asked as she kept up with me.

"Something's up," I rushed, glancing back to see Billy shut the front door and keep watch from the glass pane. I wrapped my arms around the girls again to keep them close, "Something's wrong."

"That's what I've been saying!" Eleven groaned as she dropped into the backseat of my car once I unlocked it.

Pulling away from the warmly-lit home, I had no honest idea the chaos that would follow.

"And you... You were happy," El wept, staring up at Billy as she desperately tried to connect with his soul to fight off the Mind Flayer's hold. She gingerly lifted her hand to press to his cheek, speaking softly, "A-And you didn't think you'd feel that again. Until her," she sniffled with a soft smile. "She loves you no matter what, an-and she makes you happy. T-The happiest you've been, since your mom..."

Billy let out a shuddering breath, eyes closed as his warped mind cleared slightly to replay the memory of him on the beach with his mother - before flashing to a new memory that El wanted him to remember. It was spring break '85 and Billy remembered his girlfriend bouncing up to him after school in the parking lot.

She wore a beaming smile and clutched an envelope in her hands. She was so excited that Billy had to catch her in his embrace and take a step or two back to regain his balance. His perfect girl was practically vibrating and Billy turned to set her on the trunk of his car, asking what had her so wound up.

Inside the envelope was cash. He was confused until she explained it was gas and motel money to get them from Hawkins to his hometown (and back) for the break. But the one "downside" was they had to leave right that second to get home, pack, and get on the road.

She had everything planned out for them.

Billy's mind then flashed in an instant to her on that same beach; laughing in the surf as she'd never seen it before. Eleven focused and brought forth the feeling in his chest; that feeling he had when he watched her in the water until the sun started to set; realizing how in-love he was and that he'd do anything for that girl.

He'd do anything to see that smile again.

Anything.

Including turning on the Mind Flayer in a final act of heroism.

Before he could pull back, El put the cherry on top by telling him, "Don't leave her alone in this. She needs you, like you need her."

As Billy stood to face off with the meaty monster, Max had hold of my hand as we rushed to the scene with Mike Wheeler after waking them up from being knocked out by Billy.

"Shit!" I cursed, pushing the kids back and dashing forward, hearing Max scream my name. "No, no, no, no, no, no," I muttered, "hey, hey, you okay?" I dropped beside Eleven, taking her under her arms and rocking to my feet to yank her back a few feet with me.

Billy heard Max screaming and glanced back to catch sight of me, his eyes blown in panic. When the Mind Flayer shot an arm out to grab Eleven, I used my body to twist to protect her as Billy physically grabbed the fleshy arm.

"NO!" He shouted.

"BILLY!" I screamed, fear suffocating me.

Monsters and mayhem, Billy being possessed, all of it didn't make sense but this wasn't the time for sense - this was the time for action. And Billy didn't waste a second of it.

He screamed in anguish as the monster stabbed through his torso but before it could deliver the fatal blow, something changed. With three clawed arms dug into his flesh, the monster started to scream. Panting, I pushed off the ground and away from Eleven in time for the Mind Flayer to yank his arms free of Billy's chest as it started to thrash around, sliding to my knees with a grunt as his limp body fell into mine.

"Oh, my God, oh fuck, oh fuck, okay," I panicked, maneuvering him to the floor and taking stock of his injuries. "Okay, okay, this is - this isn't good, shit, fuck, okay, okay, I really should've paid attention in those first aid classes."

Billy coughed, blood splattering down his chin as the Mind Flayer roared and thrashed around the floor of the mall, "B-Baby."

"Hey, hey," I panted, glancing up at the monster before back at Billy, "you're okay, baby, just hang on."

I flinched over his body when the Mind Flayer whipped to the side and crashed into the upper deck of the mall before slumping over dead. I peaked up to check the danger was gone before looking back down at Billy, who was struggling to breath clearly.

"Oh shit, oh, my God," I breathed, looking around for help but not finding anything. I huffed and pulled back slightly to whip my shirt off, leaving me in a sports bra, and instantly pressed it to the gaping, bleeding wounds on Billy's stomach. "You're okay, you're okay," I nodded.

"Baby," he wheezed, "I gotta tell you..."

"No, it's okay, save your strength," I begged, pressing harder and hearing blood squelching.

"I'm so sorry, doll," he muttered, me hearing footsteps thundering towards us.

"It's okay, it's okay," I nodded at him, tears falling uncontrollably. "You're gonna be okay - "

"Billy!" Max gasped, dropping to her knees beside me.

"It's okay," I repeated, looking around. "Okay, we uh... We gotta get him outta here."

I heard my name being spoken softly, looking up at El as she crawled over towards us - Mike hovering at her shoulder. "I can help," she nodded.

"You're hurt, sweetheart," I shook my head. "You rest, we just gotta get him out of here."

"Do you guys hear that?" Mike asked, kneeling to hold Eleven.

"Just hang on," I whispered to Billy, who coughed again.

"Helicopters," Max nodded to Mike, looking back at Billy. "You hear that, Billy? T-They're coming, they're gonna help. You're gonna be fine."

"Yeah, see?" I sniffled, nodding down at him. "You're gonna be fine, it's okay."

"I'm so sorry," he cried, blood splattering across his chin, neck, and cheeks. I lifted to use my knee to hold pressure to his abdomen, freeing my bloody hands to caress his cheek.

"It's okay," I assured. "Look at what you were battling against."

"Did I?" he sputtered.

"You did," I nodded again. "Y-You kept telling me to get away, you tried to protect me. That meant somewhere in your mind, you were fighting, baby. You did so well, saved all of us."

Max nodded in agreement as he struggled to breath. "T-Too tight," he whispered.

"I'm sorry, baby, but we have to staunch the bleeding," I shook my head as the doors of the mall burst open and military soldiers stormed inside, all shouting different orders. "HEY! HEY! OVER HERE! PLEASE!"

"It's okay, baby," Billy panted, grunting as he tried to smile but it twisted into a grimace. "Just let me go, huh? 'M too far gone."

"Not in this lifetime," I snapped, looking back up at the soldiers. "OVER HERE! PLEASE! WE NEED AN AMBULANCE!"

Max was left sobbing in Eleven's arms; Mike trying to stand strong above them both as I kept hold of Billy. "I love you," he muttered, eyes fluttering.

"Billy? Hey, hey, Billy! Wait, no, baby, please! Wait, wait, I love you, too! Okay? You hear me? Open your eyes! Open your eyes, Billy, please, baby, don't leave me - c'mon. Don't do this. Don't do this to me, you can't leave me, I just found you. Please, please. Baby, open your eyes, please, don't do this. I know you were fighting for so long but please, please, just fight a little longer for me. Just a little longer!"

"Ma'am! We need to evacuate you all!" a heavily uniformed man approached us, a few ushering the other kids out to the parking lot. "We have to move him out - "

"Not without EMTs and a gurney, I'm not letting pressure off his wounds, he's still alive," I snapped back. When he tried to reach for me, I threatened, "It takes the same force to bite through a finger as it does a carrot, so don't fucking try me!"

"Hey, hey," A new voice called, "leave her be! There's an ambulance here, they're bringing the stretcher!"

The man who gave the new order had grey salted hair, nodding at me as I looked tearfully back at Billy. When the EMTs arrived, they took stock of the injuries before agreeing I couldn't let off any pressure and quickly helping me maneuver in order to get a hardback board under an unconscious Billy.

He was also collared and an oxygen mask placed over his nose and mouth.

After they shoved towels under my knee to let me stand, they got him on the stretcher before an army was surging past us into the mall and I was running, slathered in Billy's blood, after his gurney.

Someone was shouting my name, earning my attention as Max burst forth from the hold of other officers. "C'mon," I panted, waving her after us.

"Wait, wait," a paramedic halted us, "only one can ride with him."

"She's his girlfriend!" "She's his sister!" Max and I barked at the same time, pointing at the other.

"Only one," they repeated, the doors of the ambulance being ripped open and Billy prepared to board.

"I'll give you ladies a ride," a different officer nodded.

"Don't leave him alone," Max nodded, pushing me forward. "We'll meet you at the hospital."

I sighed and nodded, no time to argue before hopping inside the ambulance and trying not to gag over the amount of blood already present. There was a high-pitched whine in my ears as I watched the professionals work, my breathing stunted in shock as Billy didn't wake up or stir the entire ride.

Nor did he for 7 weeks after the mall fire.

The nursing staff eventually put a cot in his room for me, pushed up to the side so I could reach out and hold his hand when wanted. The constant beeping of his monitors became soothing simply because it meant he was still alive; a feeding tube placed, catheter, and he was intubated due to the coma.

I liked reading to him. Max would bring me a few books from the library, my parents would bring changes of clothes, and my Dad usually brought me a Thermos of 'good coffee' so I wasn't drinking 'that hospital crap'.

The doctors assured me it was a god sign if he survived past 48 hours, but now it'd been 7 fucking weeks of just waiting.

Sleep wasn't a real thing but I was sat on my cot at his bedside, his hand tight in mine, with my head bowed to his bed, it was easy to doze off. I groaned lightly when something squeezed my hand, reflexively tightening my hold on the fingers in mine as I sighed from slumber. However, when I realized the hand in my own was squeezing, I shot up with a small yelp.

Billy blinked at me with a slight crinkle of his brows, looking nervously around the room before back at me. "Oh, my God," I breathed, standing to push the cot away, "hi, hi, oh, wow, you're awake. I gotta get the doctors - " I paused when his hand tightened in mine, making me pause my departure. "Hey, hey," I soothed, lowering myself slightly to push a few unruly curls off his forehead, "I'm just stepping out the door, I'll just be 45 seconds, okay? I'll be right back, baby, but you need a doctor to check you out."

He nodded stiffly, blinking back tears when I kissed the back of his hand and begrudgingly let go to dash for his hospital door. I located personnel and insisted they needed to page the doctors on call before dipping back into Billy's room and sliding my hand into his by second 43.

A medical team piled into the room and I was allowed to hold his hand through the entire ordeal as they gave Billy the green light to have his breathing tube removed. Once cleaned up and the doctors out of the room, 5 mg of pain killers dispensed for his comfort, I drug an empty chair up to his side and just sat in peace.

"You waited?" he muttered, throat scratched to high-hell from the tube left in his throat.

I half-smiled back at him, sighing, "I wasn't going to leave you." He blinked a few times from the drugs in his system. "I'm really happy you're awake," I sighed. "Had us worried for a bit."

"'Us'?"

"Max came by everyday, hung out with me," I smiled. "She was pretty worried but she'll come by in the morning and will lose her shit to see you finally awake."

"Really?"

"Yeah, baby," I nodded, kissing the back of his hand again. "How're you feeling?"

"Like I got my ass and mind beat by some inter-dimensional monster," he chuckled.

"Yeah, about that..."

"Oh, no," he groaned, "what's wrong now?"

"No, no, nothing," I rushed. "Um, it's just, they're gonna have you sign a bunch of documents. We're not allowed to talk about this once those documents are signed. And we may or may not be collecting some checks for our pain and suffering."

"That's not an issue," he grit his teeth.

"What hurts?"

"My ribs," he wheezed, "wait," his hand jumped out to snag my wrist when I moved to stand. "It's okay, I just wanna sit with you for a bit."

I sighed, "You can have another dose if you're in pain, baby."

"I'm okay," he nodded. "Just sit with me, baby. C'mere."

"No," I laughed when he tried to pull my hand towards him, "you're hurt and I'm not getting in bed with you."

"Just want you closer."

"You get really clingy when you're sick," I chuckled.

He sighed, nodding, "I owe you an apology."

"For what?" I breathed. "Baby, you were literally under mind control and I'm not holding anything against you."

"Doesn't mean I don't feel bad for what I did," he sniffled. "And for what I said to you, how I treated you."

"It's okay," I nodded again. "We can talk about it later, you need to rest."

"Get in bed with me."

"No," I chuckled, pushing up to stand and rearrange the chair and cot so I was close to him again. "I'm gonna lay here with you, though."

He smirked some, "All right, I'll take it. 'M sorry if I scared you."

"We can chalk that up to the monster made up of townspeople," I reached forward to tuck hair behind his ear before letting my fingers slide across his cheek before pressing in a caress.

"Deal," his hand rose to gently trace over my jaw with his fingertips. "I love you, pretty girl... So fucking much, you know that?"

I smiled, "I do know that."

"We're going back to the beach when I get outta here," he huffed, slowly letting his eyes close. "Gettin' outta this town."

I kissed his hand again before laying our arms down, "Mhm, first chance we get, baby."

"Not leavin' Max," he mumbled.

"No, never," I assured, watching him rest comfortably as my heart shred itself and stitched itself back together out of relief. Praying his suffering was over, I kissed his hand again and laid my head down. "I love you, too."

Thinking he was asleep, I didn't expect him to whisper, "Good."

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove x you #billy hargrove x female reader #billy hargove imagine #billy hargrove angst #stranger things #stranger things x reader #stranger things s3 #requests open

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saenity · 11 months

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— SHOTS FIRED

. ﾟ｡ ₍ 𓆩 ♡ 𓆪 ₎ ｡ﾟ. an ishigami senku x reader fic

✩ ‧₊˚ ✩。synopsis : an unexpected turn of events happened in your arrival at corn city. and it includes someone you love getting shot.

✩ ‧₊˚ ✩。warnings : manga spoilers! (ch. 160) , gender neutral reader, mean reader, blood and injuries, arguments, anxiety, angst, violence, guns, established relationship, grammar errors

✩ ‧₊˚ ✩。word count : 1.7k

"a sniper! we’ve got a sniper!" ryusui was answered with screams of terror and a panicked crowd. this alerted the sniper residing deep inside the forest with his gun ready to fire.

"quickly! hide and find some cover!" you shouted to keep the shaken crowd away from danger. looking around, you noticed luna and senku are the ones who haven't took cover to the potential death they might face.

"what are you guys waiting for? hide!" senku immediately went down the ground leaving luna the last one standing up. with an annoyed grunt your were about to pull her down with you to keep her safe when a hard realization struck you.

despite the adrenaline coursing in your system, you noticed her line of sight is looking straight toward the forest as if she was looking directly at someone. it registered you that the enemies' goal is not to spy but to smoke the scientist out.

looking abruptly towards senku if he's completely out of these sniper's sight, you know the person behind the gun isn't dumb and would later catch on that senku’s the one real scientist.

no … i must protect him … please not him …

but it's too late.

before you could start crawling to cover him, the bullet already hit him straight. the sack he's hugging has holes in it and there’s blood coming out his mouth.

you couldn't breathe… senku has been shot… no… No… NO!

"magma! kinro! carry him inside!" you're shaking but you remind yourself to stay calm. You should be the first person to know how a clouded mind wouldn’t achieve anything. you can hear ryusui reminding everyone to keep it together and take it as an opportunity to strike back at the enemy as they have an idea that the main scientist is down.

"sure you ain't wrong… it might be our chance, but how could we move on from this?" concern and anxiety is evident in the ex-policeman's voice. it didn't help that ginro's statement added up to everyone's anxiety.

"if nothing else, we gotta dig up a grave for senku." it didn't help that ginro's statement added up to everyone's anxiety. but to everyone's surprise, ryusui let out a. lighthearted laugh and looked at senku. "don't bury him just yet!" the familiar scoff of a certain leek caught everyone's attention.

"heh heh heh, i ain't dead yet dummies” despite his weakened state, senku has enough strength to speak with a blooded face.

"the fragments passed right through me, nice and clean." panting for air, his face scrunched in discomfort due to the pain of his wounds. his strong facade withers as the pain continues to spread on his body. taiju and francois was quick to provide aid to him to avoid more blood loss.

you took it this time to collect yourself and prepare the basic medical equipment to administer an operation to remove the fragments still inside him. it would be dangerous to keep the fragments inside as it may cause an infection.

francois finished up bandaging senku but there's still a look of worry on the butler's countenance. "i've administered basic first aid… but anything further requires a trained medical professional." the butler themself is aware there's nothing much they can do.

with a soft touch, you placed a hand on francois's shoulder and gave them a reassuring smile. "don't worry, i'm here." you were answered with a hopeful look by not only francois but everyone.

you looked at the remaining people in the power team. "please carry him put inside him inside a clean room. i can't operate him on the floor." with a nod they followed your orders.

as you were about to wash up and prepare for the operation, the voice of the captain called you. ryusui has the look on his face that says 'it's all up to you'. you looked at him with encouragement and proceeded to prepare.

"francois, if you don't mind. would you prepare new clothes for senku? and a basin of water with fresh clean rags."

"as you wish, master y/n" as francois complies with your orders, you went to the room where senku is residing. what shocks you is the sight of an unwanted guest from the enemy's side. she's looking at your boyfriend with tears encasing her eyes, it’s either because of guilt or joy but what you can decipher is the admiration in her eyes. What’s there to admire when someone got shot?! you made your presence known accompanied with a glare when both of your eyes met.

luna’s the one who spoke first between the two of you. “u-uh, I’m a medical student! I would like to provide some help…” is she joking right now?

with a deadpan look, you scoffed at her that shocked her. “do you think I even have an ounce of will to trust you right now?” you couldn’t hide your disbelief in your voice. you close the distance between each other and couldn’t control your cool anymore.

“if you think i would let you near with senku, you better think again. you came from the enemy’s side and contributed to their violent plans. you wouldn’t spy on us without a plan right? Answer me luna!”

“i-i… i’m sorry! you’re right I knew they’re gonna snipe the scientist…” tears are now falling from the young woman’s eyes. it may sound so evil but you don’t feel any guilt at all because of the anger you are feeling right now. you may regret your words later but you need to let all of the stress let out.

you gave luna a smile, “and since you’re so kind to offer help, i hope you can use that kindness to understand why I’m being like this to you, right? because you’re a kind and capable woman, you realize not everyone who is welcome here can easily gain people’s trust.” the heavy sarcasm in your voice.

“so luna, i don’t want see you near around senku until he can walk and speak properly? i don’t want you close to him to avoid any hidden agenda you might have under your sleeves.” with that luna ran off crying. behind you, there was an audience who heard your fight with luna.

this is the first time they saw you lose composure. you were always cool and calm even in the most pressuring times. and seeing you out of character is new to their eyes. you look at them with no emotion in your eyes and gestured to francois to enter. they understand the distress you’re feeling right now as they’ve seen the progress of your relationship with senku.

placing the basin on a table near the bed, francois smiled softly and bowed as they leave the room. leaving you with senku alone.

“aren’t you going to scold me mr. scientist for being mean?” you joked lightly as you unwrap the bandage to clean off the blood at the surroundings of his wounds.

you were answered with a scoff and a soft look. senku knows you hate it when he gets hurt, you never failed to show your concern even before the petrification. when he trips down the stairs a chain of “do you feel any pain?”, “is there discomfort every time you step?”, “should we go to the school nurse?”

it was your second nature to take care of everyone around you and it shows a lot when you chose to take a health allied high school. where the students are being prepared for medical school. you were nurturing and doting, that’s what made senku admire you a lot besides one of the few people who would keep up to his science ramblings.

seeing you this worried was not new to him, but losing your composure is. When you get this stressed it only means it took a big toll on you. And there’s a heavy feeling on his chest seeing you like this, so lost and in pain but still would do their duty.

“heh… heh… do your job doctor, i’m completely in your hands.” you proceeded to remove the bullet fragments surely and carefully. With no anesthesia in stone age, you have to be quick to patch senku up. you can feel the phantom pain every hiss and grunt of pain he lets out.

fortunately, it didn’t took a long time to remove the fragments. after stitching and bandaging up, you gave him water to ease his throat.

“i know you have something important to make us to do, wasting time isn’t good right now, right?” you said.

“yeah… anytime they can move right now and we should be prepared.” you hummed and stood up. “I’ll let a few people to relay the messages to everyone, make haste okay?” holding his hand and giving him a firm squeeze.

“you still need to rest…” your softly whispered. you want to cry. and he knows.

squeezing your hand back, you heard him answer you with assurance that he will. you nodded and walked outside his room. everyone was waiting patiently and looked at you with concern. you don’t know if its for you or senku, or could be for the both of you.

“senku has an important message to relay,” you started. “i’ll let a few people inside to avoid his room being crowded, please share to everyone what he needs to say.” you finishes off and immediately left the scene to catch a breath. you can’t be with the crown right now, you want to cry everything out.

this could be the scariest moment of your life. you saw him get shot. and it replays in your mind like a broken record. you didn’t notice the tears that were pouring out of your eyes and the choked breathes you were letting out. your knees gave out making you fall down the floor. leaning against the wall, your hands covered your face and continued to cry. a much needed cry.

you were engulfed with a hug, a very familiar one. yuzuriha knows how much it breaks you seeing someone you love nearly die. she listened to you let out all of the distress and hoped her hug is enough to let you know you’re not alone. without saying a word you hugged her back with the same intensity.

as you cry your heart out, you wish no one gets hurt the same way again. If only you could catch the bullets that threaten to kill the people you love…

#first time writer #dr stone #dr stone x reader #senku ishigami x reader #senku x reader #ishigami senku #drst #senku x y/n #senku x you #senku headcanon #senku imagine #ishigami senku x reader #senku angst #senku ishigami angst

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tswwwit · 10 months

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Just some Thirsty Thursday Answers here! Semi-NSFW

Bill chalks another one up on the board of 'Things Dipper Likes That He Didn't Know He Liked', which is almost one-to-one with 'Things Bill had his fingers crossed hoping Dipper was into' It was a long journey to get Dipper more comfortable in his own skin, and longer to add 'in bed' to that, but now? Bill is having a great time.

This is certainly an eye-spy scenario! Dipper wasn't doing any of this out in the open; knowing Bill and his.... well, everything, Dipper would be extra vigilant to make sure he wasn't around!

That doesn't mean he managed to find every eye, though. And more often than not, he sort of forgets that, oh yeah, there's one literally on him. Bill's careful not to point that one out too much, or his human husband's going to start wearing a single glove or something. That'd ruin a lot of his fun.

Any roleplay with set pieces, like 'demonic sacrifice on a fancy altar' or 'tense and weirdly erotic game of cat and mouse until one of them falls into a trap'! Bill's a big fan of setting the atmosphere. But while he can do a lot of setup in the Fearamid, sometimes you just gotta block off a pretty large section to really get the full 'looming temple in the darkness of night in the mysterious desert-or-jungle' experience! It's just not the same if you can't see the stars in alignment high above, while a big magical circle thrums around your grand and terrifying temple. 😔

(The set piece is arguably easier to manage than wrangling Dipper into some of the proposed outfits. Some of the jewelry is just cold and digs into tender places, Bill, c'mon.)

#answers #Anyway here's some bullshit #That reminds me that I really gotta finish this lamb wolf thing #Theoretically it starts with Dipper being chased through the 'woods'#But really it's just a chunk of Fearamid where he conveniently arrives at the bedroom once he's 'caught'#Doin' it in the actual forest tends to get pine needles in Places. Even Bill has to admit it kills the mood when that happens.#I should write dangit

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silviakundera · 5 months

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Underrated aspect of A Journey to Love is how the ensemble's perspective is being widened & complicated by their experiences. Intro talks about a war that just ended between An and Wu. An are assholes, going around kicking everyone's ass for $$

First the spy squad from Wu country just want to complete 1 stupid doomed mission, in order to clear their sworn brothers' names who fell in the final battle. No real agenda or deep thoughts besides this personal obligation and Employee Following Orders. Avengers assemble! Our FL Ren Ruyi is on the run and was a Scarlet Guard spy member from enemy country An who are holding the Wu emperor hostage... but the Wu spy chief ML does only a spot of mild torture and basically tolerates this secret because (a) he's determined to retire and (b) she is retired (c) her identity doesn't match any know big enemy of his spy org and the state. But he doesn't want her around.

... record scratch: He compromises. Ok. I do want her around. I won't get attached but ok, she's helpful. I'll even trust her to mentor the princess as we travel to rescue the Wu emperor.

She is only a tutor, though! Won't get her involved in his country's buisness.

Yet then she joins a battle and risks her life to save a bunch of theirs. Ok, ML widens his POV again. She can be their partner!

Everyone loves the mysterious friendly & feral assassin.

Then the squad finds out her identity and tries to kill her. His defense of her inclusion in the group has expanded: (a) her identity doesn't match any known enemy of his spy org and the Wu state, (b) she saved our lives, and crucially (c) she Isn't Born in An Country [isn't truly An] + (d) she was working at the command of her superiors just like we do, a cog in the war machine, and also only killed shitty members of our spy org we don't like

Ok. Now she's on the team. ML & FL are dating now and all the kids ship it. There is 1 (one) Scarlet Guard enemy county spy they accept and support.

But at the same time, she's begun to care about them in return. And we're really IN IT now.

Let's mentor the princess and throw shade on the Wu emperor, considering how our actions matter & how powerful people affect the average person. Caring for the citizens of Wu. They deserve better than their ruling class.

Being generally supportive & respectful of Ren Ruyi's love for the fallen An empress and RR's quest to avenge her.

The Wu delegation willing to (tentatively) ally with RR's former disciple, a marquis of An.

An marquis revealed to have gone against orders to respectfully bury the bodies of their Wu soldier friends, because in his view all loyal soliders deserve it.

The Wu delegation digging up the bodies of their dead friends, to give them a final send off, and mastering their grief to wrench it back from turning into hatred of the An people - focusing their rage and hate on selish & war hungry leaders, not the soliders and generals ordered to fight.

The focus of their resentment now turned to the right direction, expands their thinking & their plotting to have a consideratiom for all the residents of An and Wu, a care for humankind. An citizens are no longer the automatic enemy. ML tells the emperor of Wu to go fuck himself, directly to his face.

Caring about injustice done to some Scarlet Guards and wanting to save active !! "innocent" Scarlet Guard lives. (So far from the starting point! No background check to validate that X, Y, Z don't apply to these people. No rejection of the ML by the delegation or threats for daring to care about a random Scarlet Guard's life or death.) I sure hope the An emperor pays big for being bad at his job, but we gotta be careful about how we deal with him and not mess up An for the nice jewelry makers & brothel workers who live there.

"Having compassion doesn't mean irresolute."

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sparklecryptid · 7 months

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Please consider, Mamma Mia au for Jean verse :)

Ardyn had a fun month running around Lucis plotting, spying, impersonating people and generally causing chaos wherever he went. And if he seduced a person or three, well, gotta relax sometime.

Only ups, now there is a baby on the way. And none of the potential other-dads are people who could ever be seen within Niflheim borders.

(One of them might or might not be the king)

Jean does not care about how his father got pregnant. He doesn't. Jean has no desire to dig into his fathers meddling in Lucian politics that happened almost thirty years ago to figure out who his other father - or his mother - is.

He does not care.

The three men across from him care very much about who Jean's other parent is. Jean does not recall how he wound up in the Citadel - he thinks Ardyn caused an incident that Jean is not privy to the details - but now that he is here he would rather be anywhere else.

Jean casts a glance at his father who is lounging next to him with a barely there grin on his face.

Jean considers punching him. He does not, but only because it would likely lead to a dislocated wrist and his father giving him his best impersonation of a betrayed cat.

"So," Jean starts because they all sitting in awkward silence and Ardyn is revelling in it, "I'll be frank, I do not personally care if one of you happen to be my father. It makes little difference in my life and I'm fairly certain that you'd try to kill me at some point. So might I suggest we forget the fact my father had affairs with all of you and you all leave me be?"

"We can't," Cor says, blunt as ever and Jean loves him for it, "You're a security risk."

Jean raises an eyebrow.

"You can't possibly be the only ones my father fucked during that short stay in Lucis."

"They weren't." Ardyn is lounging now and Jean makes a note to wear clashing patterns in some neon combination later. "But they were the only ones I allowed to-"

"Okay!" Jean says and is grateful for the fact his skin is dark enough that the heat on his cheeks isn't noticeable. "I get it! You don't need to go any further-"

"-Finish inside."

"DAD!"

#ardyn has a kid au #sorry not sorry had to give ardyn my parents sense of no shame when it comes to stuff like this #regis is blushing. cor is stone faced. clarus looks like he wants the ground to swallow him whole #ardyn has a joke about swallowing that jean does NOT WANT TO HEAR

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the-owl-tree · 5 months

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ahshghhrheh oh my god ivy and dove as cinderholly kits is rotting my brain hdhehshhshs please talk about this au more my brain is literally rotting

tumblr just. deleted the big thang i wrote. so now i gotta just…..write it all over again. hell site

Ivypaw, above all, is angry. Angry at Hollyleaf for leaving, angry at the way the Clan whispers about her sister- about her, angry about how Cinderheart just lays there and won’t fight back, angry at the world. She’s short-tempered and quick to pick a fight, unafraid to spit in the face of anyone she even perceives is taking a jab at her. It feels like the entire world is against her, and Ivypaw puts on a facade to fight it. Inside she’s a scared kid, vulnerable and bitter and so so lonely, and in turn she chooses to keep Dovepaw as close as she can. Ivypaw tells herself she’s protecting her, that she’s keeping her sister safe, but it’s a guise made out of fear. Ivypaw’s so afraid that if she lets go, Dovepaw will never come back to her and she’ll be truly alone. So she clings on, digging her claws into her sister, unafraid of drawing blood if it means that they’ll be together.

Of course, the inevitable happens, Dovepaw is ripped away from her. Not just by her mentor, but by their uncle Jayfeather and grandfather, Firestar. Eating together becomes less and less, Dovepaw becomes more standoffish- she starts keeping secrets. It’s a stab in the back for Ivypaw, who had assumed that they’d cling to one another no matter what. It makes it all the more easier for Hawkfrost to swoop in and appeal to Ivypaw’s loneliness. It takes a few meetings, Ivypaw isn’t quick to trust, but he appeals to her anger, her sense of betrayal (“I had a brother who abandoned me, you know”). It’s not the promise of being a better warrior that draws her in, it’s the promise of connection, of kinship. So she throws herself into her training, to get better and ends up connecting not just with the Dark Forest cats, but with her own Clanmates who are training there.

Then there’s Dovepaw, timid and quiet. She knows why her Clanmates gawk at her, she knows why her own mother looks at her with such a pained expression. Her powers are suffocating, she can hear everything they whisper, everything they say. She can hear them whispering about how her mother barely moves some days, how Ivypaw can’t go a second without picking a fight, and…about her. It’s suffocating…so she tries to find comfort in Clan ideals. Maybe, just maybe, if she’s a good warrior, not great, just…good, things will change. She’ll find normalcy. Of course, that’s promptly ripped away by the prophecy. Lionblaze and Jayfeather are suffocating, they want so much from her, so much she can’t give. But she persists, if she does what they want, if she plays by the book, maybe things will change…right?

Then she meets Tigerpaw (who for my comfort is going to be Tawnypelt’s second litter, the sole survivor), and she’s everything that Dovepaw isn’t. She’s vibrant and fun, she’s always quick with a retort, and most importantly, she gets it. For a moment, Dovepaw almost feels comfort in how she doesn’t have to carry the burden of legacy that Tigerpaw does. The two get along quickly, and I like the idea that Tigerpaw is a “bad” influence. Dovepaw’s not so quick to immediately obey whenever Jayfeather and Lionblaze insist she drop what she’s doing and come with them. She doesn’t reluctantly bow to their demands when they ask her to spy on the Clans. She gets angrier, sharper, and she stops caring what her Clanmates think more and more.

By the time they receive their Warrior names, they’ve swapped. Ivystrike is a budding Warrior of ThunderClan, and while she still carries her temper, her fierce demeanor during battle and the almost impressive way she’s able to battle in pairs with (certain) Clanmates earns her the respect of her Clanmates. Dovefall, on the other hand, earned herself a reputation for being standoffish and snappish. She’s rarely around camp, often sneaking out to meet with her friends from other Clans at the abandoned twolegplace and even happier to sneak around with Tigerheart.

The two begin building a life, though far different from each other’s…until Hollyleaf comes back and everything comes crashing down, especially with the revelation that Hollyleaf killed Ashfur.

#warrior cats #deer rambles #cinderholly!dovewing & ivypool

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lousirs · 8 months

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ok more of a debate but I think that the scene where the spy girls find out Lou is a prototype is some what significant.

So from rough memory I'm gonna just briefly explain what happened. Tuesday is still kinda ditsy about the whole thing, her main focus is on whether that's a bad thing. Lydia doesn't seem very fazed but still shocked to an extent. BUT (to me at least) Kitty seems kind of uncomfortable. She's clearly seen kind of backing away.

I think Kitty felt uncomfortable because she felt lied and betrayed to. Well I mean yea obviously all of them would have felt like that but she seemed to be the most loyal to him in a way. Yes, Tuesday and Lydia were too, but Tuesday was mostly distracted by Lou's charms and good looks, Lydia seemed to be kind of meh about it. But Kitty seemed the most dedicated to him? Like this guy she works for turns out to be a fake? everyone's shocked yea, but based on her body language she seemed extremely uncomfortable and disturbed.

Maybe it just clicked in her head faster that Lou literally manipulated all of them to think that the uglydolls were bad. Probably most heavy on the spy girls because they did Lou's dirty work in sabotaging them and all that. Also another piece of evidence I have to support the fact that Kitty was the most loyal to Lou is that she was not easily distracted. Like when they first say Ox, Lydia was about to start talking about how she loved bunnies while Kitty was focused on the main goal.

There's so much other things I have to say but I CANT REMEMBER

This is probably just me digging in too deep lol but this movie has a chokehold on me 💋💋💋

ooh that's interesting... also yay i get to talk about my favourites (kitty and lou)

stuff under the cut, i feel like i'm going to ramble A LOT (we gotta love digging in too deep into some silly kids film WEEEEE)

i just rewatched the scene, and yeah i totally see that. i first thought that kitty was uncomfortable cause lou said he was a prototype (which seems like the dolls consider it a bad thing) and called them all "sycophants", but even before that she's got her eyebrows furrowed and her body language is closed in and kinda on the defensive.

i personally feel like the girls have been working for lou for years, as that would make sense as to why they would feel so betrayed by lou. if they were new dolls, they wouldn't care as much, just like the other prettydolls.

i was thinking that perhaps lou wanted a message man (or rather spy) of sorts. sure, he has the robots, but they were there to assist in training only. he wanted a doll to do more dirty work, like spying and receiving information (e.g. learning about gossip etc) so he could gain more power and influence over the other dolls. so, he hired kitty (perhaps since he noticed how strategic and calculated kitty is through her training etc). and since kitty was friends with lydia and tuesday, and was probably inseparable from them, lou hired the three of them. that would make more sense if lydia and tuesday just tagged along for their friend since, and as you said, kitty normally is the one to take action whilst tuesday and lydia are normally distracted.

...but whilst on this topic, i'd like to bring up another thing. i suppose that, yeah, the moments after the gauntlet do show a turning point in the spy girls' (and especially kitty's) trust towards lou, as well as when lou says something along the lines of "and if you think that you're going to take that away from me, you're just as empty-headed as the rest of them".

but there's another moment when you see kitty's trust waver. when lou breaks mandy's glasses.

mandy is obviously devastated, but look at kitty! the other spy girls seem unbothered, but kitty seems upset. and i don't think it's because of lou breaking mandy's glasses, as she was still smugly grinning as lou took them off and smashed them, but she's rather upset over mandy's devastated expression. it seems like kitty genuinely cares about mandy, and seeing her upset makes kitty upset too.

so i think that lou, kitty and mandy all had a close bond. and in this moment, kitty is probably internally debating which side she's on, because she seems to care about both lou and mandy.

on a side note, another moment where kitty seems to care about mandy is trying to get her to join in with the girls' conversation when they first appear.

it's a small gesture, but it seems like mandy is the outsider of the group, and kitty is trying to get her to be more involved. how sweet <3

back to the recycling scene, kitty expresses regret in this shot too. tuesday is like "uhh what just happened", lydia is like "HE DID NOT JUST DO THAT" and kitty is genuinely rethinking EVERYTHING. it looks like she's almost reaching out, thinking about holding lou back to stop him. i doubt the spy girls have seen lou go to such lengths before, as recycling was only recently opened up again. so seeing this must be such a shock to kitty, and probably made her uncomfortable of lou after that point.

#uglydolls #ask #not art #oh. and don't worry. the movie has a chokehold on me too.#gotta love doll purgatory #amirite lads????

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blackacre13 · 1 year

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I hope you like my prompt: Nine installs a new camera system in all of the loft but forgets about it until she decides to check it out finding way too much +18 content thanks to Lou and Debbie. Constance and Nine try to make of fun of them but Lou and Debbie are unfazed and Lou even asks for a nice edited video. Tammy is just tired.

“Where’s the last place you had it?”

“Dunno,” Constance shrugged.

“Like retrace your steps, man,” Nine sighed. “You shot me a text at 2. Where was that?”

“Like I said,” Constance frowned. “No clue. Mom and pops have anything good in the fridge?” She asked, heading over towards the kitchen as Nine rolled her eyes, not giving the younger girl’s question any air time. She whipped out her laptop, intent on quashing this issue before it even became one. Nine could retrace Con’s steps better than she could anyhow. While it was annoying that Nine herself had nixed the location tracker on purpose to cover their asses from law enforcement and bitter ex crew members of Lou and Deb, she still had surveillance set up in the loft. Typically to keep things out and certain info in, but for times like these, spying had its perks.

Constance’s head was buried deep in the fridge as Nine scrolled through footage from the day only to be interrupted by Constance cackling and declaring she actually texted Nine from her laptop and oh yeah—really had no idea when the last time she’d had her phone in her own hands.

Nine widened the search, expanding the dates, but sticking to public areas like the kitchen, and living room, and dining room and—uh oh.

There were Lou and Debbie, or rather there was Debbie, on the kitchen island with her head thrown back and who Nine presumed had to be Lou folded over the edge, only tight pants and chunky heel boots in view, the person’s upper half between the brunette’s thighs. Nine winced. She probably needed to give them a reminder about the system.

Nine kept scrolling, scanning for Constance on the couch or on the floor or maybe a long board on her phone, but paused, a bit panicked now catching Lou and Debbie on the couch, buck naked, Lou’s hands digging into Debbie’s ass as the brunette rode her without a care in the world. Now Constance was wondering if they weren’t doing this on purpose….

“Whatcha lookin at?” Constance asked, a dorito falling onto Nine’s shoulder as she slammed the laptop shut, just missing her own fingers. “Was that porn?”

“That—“ Nine cleared her throat. “Was Lou and Deb.”

“Hey, whatever your kink is. No shame. But maybe just search some rando lesbian porn instead of—“

“It’s the security cams, you dipshit.”

“Oh, and they didn’t—“

“Nope.”

“So then they—“

“Yep,” Nine sighed, her lips popping on the “p”. “We gotta tell ‘em. Let ‘em filter shit out. Then we can look for your cell.”

“Speaking of,” Constance grinned, the sound of Lou’s bike cutting across the gravel coming through. “What do we say? Like, surprise, we saw you two fuck on the couch?”

“Tammy’s gonna have a cow,” Nine groaned.

“You think they got any popcorn left for this?” Constance asked, bouncing back to the kitchen as Nine slid down the couch to the floor, letting her head flop against the coffee table as the front door opened.

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artzychic27 · 9 months

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You ever think how the science kids might feel about some of the Resistance’s ideas/plans (mostly Nino’s plans), well if they’re invited to join that is?

Lacey: Okay! If no one’s gonna say this, I will! These plans are trash! Intentionally getting someone Akumatized? What’s that gonna do? How will that help us?

Nino: Well-

Lacey: Shut up! Here’s how we’re gonna do things from now on! First, no more shitty code names! You’ll refer to me as Madame Badass! Step out of line, and I call you Little Bitch.

Reshma: *Blushing* … Damn.

Lacey: Marinette! Since you’re scarily good at gathering information on people, and you know what I’m referring to, you’re on intel! *Points to Juleka, Nathaniel, and Ivan* You, you, and you are quiet and wear dark clothes! So you’ll spy on possible leads on the identity of Monarch! Anyone got any problems with how I’m running La Resistance?

Nino: *Starts to raise his hand, but Alya shakes her head, and he sets it down*

Lacey: That’s what I thought. Now, as for the rest of you, assignments will be given as this goes on. But remember… If you get caught, you ain’t our comrade anymore.

Adrien: That’s kind of harsh.

Ismael: *Pointing to the news live feed on his phone* Everything right now is harsh!

Aurore: I think you’d better listen to Lacey. Out of all of us, she’s the most prepared for any apocalyptic event.

Lacey: *Blushing* Aw, come on. I’m just good at parkour, fencing, and have some climbing equipment. It’s not a big deal.

Rose: Okay, well, how do we figure out Monarch’s new powers?

Lacey: Think. What is the common factor in each Akuma who was given the powers of the Miraculous?

Akuma Class: …

Science Kids: …

Kim: *Messing with his Alliance ring* Hmm… I’ve got nothing.

Lacey: Okay… Well then, what are some events that happened around the time Monarch made his appearance?

Ismael: Ladybug doomed us all.

Lacey: Good, good, dig deeper.

Marc: I heard she trusted a some random guy with the Dog Miraculous when there was already a holder for it.

Marinette: Okay, maybe we stop talking about Ladybug-

Lacey: No, this is good. Someone write this down!

Denise: There’s footage of Ladybug at the wax museum showing her not grabbing the Miraculous off of Monarch while he was captured. Instead, she gave this long ass monologue.

Mireille: Lila somehow became a character selection for the Alliance ring. And that is why I refuse to buy one.

Alya: Do guys you seriously believe Lila could have something to do with this?

Simon: We’re not ruling anything out. Not even any of you.

Jean: Oh, Gabriel started dressing like a cult leader and all the rich people are wearing white. Except Reshma.

Reshma: Yeah, I’ll stick to pink and black.

*Meanwhile, with the Akuma Clasd*

Nino: Okay, this is not what I had planned.

Ivan: But, you’ve gotta admire their planning.

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #mlb ocs #akuma class #science kids #answered ask #ask me stuff

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jamisonwritestf2trash · 6 months

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Hunt for Tragedy: Chapter One

A lot can change in 7 months. Sometimes, it's good change. Sometimes it's bad. But for Scout, it's bad change.

7 months ago, Scout reunited with his father, who had left when Scout was a baby. And it would turn out his father was Spy, a sassy, irritable Frenchman and Scout's coworker.

Spy died only a week later, sacrificing himself to save his son and his teammates from an otherworldly beast.

But to the Administrator, the death was merely a waste of money. As she said, "mercenaries are expensive."

Miss Pauling talked her into giving everyone time off so she could find a replacement for Spy, as well as new mercenaries for BLU Team.

Time off was the last thing Scout wanted. Almost everyone would end up leaving the base, except for Pyro, Engi, Sniper, and Medic.

Scout returned to Boston with his older brother, Jonah Bidwell.

His last survivng family member.

Scout stopped answering his teammate's calls. He didn't want to hear the fake pity in their voices.

Sniper left messages for him.

But they started to get shorter, until 4 months had passed, and Scout got one last message from the Australian: "Call me back."

Scout didn't care that they stopped calling.

He's lost too much to care.

Jonah opens the bedroom door, and enters. Scout doesn't look as he enters, and pretends to be sleeping.

"Scout? I made breakfast." Jonah says. Scout can smell the pancakes, but says nothing.

"I know you're awake, Scout." Jonah pokes him.

"I'm not hungry. Fuck off." Scout glares at him.

"Don't lie to me." Jonah sits on the bed, snatching the pillow away. "I know I can't force you do to anything, but... at least eat the pancakes. It's Mom's recipe. Your favorite?"

Scout still says nothing.

"Why don't you call Sniper back?" Jonah asks.

"I don't want to talk to him." Scout sits up, irritated. "Can you go away?"

"In a minute, fine... but just listen for a moment, okay?" Jonah looks at Scout, his face serious. "I did a bit of digging about Spy's family. You had a half-sibling that died in 1941."

"Is that it?" Scout frowns. "You're my half sibling. Hell, every brother's a half brother--"

"There's more." Jonah cuts him off. "Spy's name was Jacques Murnau, and it turns out his family was really rich. They had a mansion in Paris. Jacques inherited the Murnau will after his parents and sisters were killed in a fire. And he passed that will onto you. Scout, you've inherited a fortune."

Scout stares at him in silent shock.

"What?"

"There's more according to the will, but it's located in Paris. If you want--" Jonah starts.

"We're going to Paris! As soon as freakin' possible!" Scout sits upright. "I gotta see this to believe it."

"Alright." Jonah smiles. "I'll call Miss. P and see what she can arrange. In the meantime, why don't you eat and take a shower? And... maybe call Sniper back."

"...alright." Scour nods, and Jonah leaves the room to let Scout eat.

Scout stares at the phone. He has to call Sniper. But would Sniper be willing to listen?

What would Scout even say? They hadn't talked in months.

With an ever-so-slightly shaking hand, Scout dials the number written on a piece of paper, and listens to the dialtone as somewhere many miles away, a phone rings.

"Hello?" An Australian voice asks, and Scout's voice catches in his throat.

He has to talk.

"Hey, Snipes." He says. "You wanna to go to Paris?"

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I hope you like it! It isn't much, but Chapter 2 is being revised and edited currently! An IRL friend agreed to help me with writing by assisting with editing and serving as peer revision, so it might take a bit for every chapter to be released. But I hope you enjoyed! I'm almost done setting up a seperate blog (had some issues with making a new email to use), so that'll be up and working sometime this week!

THIS IS SO GOOD ANON!

I can't wait to see the new blog, thanks for keeping us updated:)

#minificanon

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theglitterypages · 2 years

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I have an idea, just ignore this if you aren't accepting requests yet, but can you please do the "Secret Life of Gojo Satoru" but this one with Dazai Osamu ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ GSHAHHSHSH

OMG thanks for reminding me about this, I’ve been thinking of having Dazai for the next secret life series but I haven’t got the courage before so after receiving this I started writing right away. Thank you for this lovely idea! I hope you’ll enjoy reading!

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The Secret Life of Dazai Osamu 1

Errors Ahead!!

“Aside from the fact that Dazai-san was an ex Port Mafia executive, what do we know about him?” Atsushi asked Kunikida as they were out to run some errands for Yosano, and while they were walking though the busy streets, the teen decided to ask Kunikida things about his mentor.

The older man stayed silent for quite a while and it made Atsushi think that he probably won't answer or Kunikida didn't hear anything that he just said. Either of those two possibilities it only means that he should just shut up.

“Kid, if we know anything else you think we'd shut up about it? We've already given up digging up his past. The president doesn't care for he's not really the type to meddle with someone's life unless it's extremely needed.”

Atsushi nods his head and adjusted his grip on the paper bag that he's carrying and accepted the fact that he won't get any answers as to why there are times where Dazai Osamu is missing in action. Sometimes he would see him leave the office without any word and come back after a day or two. Whenever he asks the man if it's a mission, Dazai would just stare at him and talks about dumb things like how simple things found in the office could be a good tool for committing suicide.

Atsushi still surely hopes that his mentor is not really suicidal, that Dazai is just doing it because of his complex mind that cannot be understand by a mere human, it always feel like he's a step ahead, no he's steps ahead all the time.

The teenager just wishes that Dazai Osamu is not lonely and that he's not seriously trying to kill himself. Because Atsushi wants to help but it seems like the man is just above all and is untouchable when it comes to his personal thoughts and feelings.

Kunikida watches the teen in his peripheral vision, he knew that Atsushi is an empathetic kid but as much as he also wants to reach out and help Dazai if he is in trouble, the man won't let anyone in.

"Come on, we still need to pick up one package."

Atsushi follows closely until his eye caught something—someone familiar. His brows met as he watches the man he just saw, he can't be wrong, he can't mistook anyone else as—"Dazai-san?" He mumbled to himself unconsciously.

Kunikida looks at the teen and frowned when he realized what he just mumbled, “Why? Did you see him?” he asked Atsushi and the teen looked back at him with wide eyes before he nods his head.

“Where'd he go?”

“On that restaurant and he's holding a boquet of flowers...”

Kunikida already started thinking that Atsushi was just seeing things but when he looked at the restaurant that the teen pointed, he did see Dazai Osamu sitting at a table beside the window with a smile playing on his lips.

Atsushi was about to cross the street but Kunikida grabbed him by his collar. “If you want to spy on Dazai Osamu you gotta do better than that, kid. he's damn sharp as hell and the closer we stays, the sooner he sees or sense our presence.” Kunikida lectured, the younger boy narrowed his eyes as he realizes that Kunikida is just as curious as he is.

“I know what you're thinking, we'll just have to see what he's doing. We can't let him make a move on a case like what he did last time, his plans were always a gamble but he's a goddamn skilled gambler I give him that.”

Atsushi smiles a bit and watched Dazai from afar, his mentor seems different today and Atsushi would bet that he has seen Dazai Osamu smile in the time that he stayed in the Agency but those smiles were either mocking, insulting or scheming smiles yet the one that he's seeing here is a genuine one.

He looks like he's waiting for somebody. The two thought and before they could even voice out these thoughts, they saw a woman wearing a long dress came in to the restaurant and sat at the table where Dazai was sitting.

“How was work?”

“Awfully exhausting.”

Dazai smirks at you before leaning in to plant a kiss on your lips, “I missed you, love.” he whispers as he sat back down and you smiled at him teasingly as you reach out for his hand. “Hmm, I heard you gambled again. Would you tell me all about it? I heard you almost got labeled as a traitor for almost starting a war.” you stared into his eyes before squeezing his hand a little.

“I couldn't sleep a wink, 'Samu. I thought you died.” You sighed as tears threaten to fall and Dazai looked away, feeling guilty. As much as he loves you and he hates giving you trouble, he knows how his work could bother you when you both are away from each other.

Dazai reached out to cage your face in his hands as he stares directly into your eyes with loving and longing gaze. “I'm sorry for worrying you, my love. ” he whispered once more and you rolled your eyes as you held his hands that cups your face.

“Just try not to give me heart attacks, you didn't marry someone with a special ability, Dazai Osamu. This heart and body is fragile specially when it comes to you.”

“I'm not sorry that you married someone like me. But I apologize for worrying you to death and for not having enough time to spend with your husband.”

Dazai Osamu got used to people with different unique abilities, both his time in the Mafia and in the ADA, yet he never found someone so amusing that he felt himself fall for them or even got attracted.

That's why when he met you, he's skeptical as to why he fell in love with someone like you, now, he didn't mean it in a bad way, he just wondered why a man like him full of trouble and struggles fell in love with a loving, gentle and carefree soul?

He met you way back when he was trying to commit suicide, Dazai felt it, he felt that maybe he won't get interrupted this time but someone held his hand and when he opened his eyes, he thought he had seen the universe, the sky and the Earth. He saw his own reflection in your eyes, they were clear, focused and filled with fear as you held both his arms.

“I do not want to intrude but I can't stay still when someone is planning to kill himself in front of me.” You said as you dragged him far from the edge of the cliff, your breathing was heavy as you stared at him then, you were obviously scared judging how you were trembling.

You looked at the man standing beside you before your eyes went down on his arms, there were a lot of bandages wrapped around him and judging how he was about to jump into the abyss earlier, you know that he's been trying to kill himself.

“I don't know how much life has hurt you but if you surrender your life to your traumas and pain, it only meant that you let them win.”

Dazai Osamu stared at your whole, from bottom to top and he find himself mesmerized. Your shiny hair that looks like they would be as soft as silk, your pinkish lips, your beautiful eyes and long lashes, your nose, your cheeks and your brows, Dazai found himself wanting to memorize it all, afraid that he won't be seeing this beauty in front of him ever again.

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“You're beautiful.”

You looked at the man beside you and shook your head, “I appreciate the compliment but I prefer compliments about my personality.” Dazai looked at you with a glint of amusement and pure curiousity in his eyes with a playful yet genuine smile playing on his lips.

“I thought all girls love being called beautiful.”

“Yeah, I love it too but there's something different when somebody praised you for other things than the physical appearance.”

Dazai was able to prove that you're not just beautiful from the outside, deep down you you're much more beautiful, he never thought he'd meet someone like you, an angel in disguise as others would have say.

“Do you know why I chose this job?”

“Because you've made a decision that it doesn't matter if you die or not, you have nothing to lose.” You told him as you treat the wounds he got from a recent mission, your brows furrowed with worry and Dazai couldn't help but smile at that, it's a first, having someone to genuinely worry about his safety, and his well-being.

“Odasaku told me that if there's not much difference between the good and bad side, I should be in the good one and save someone, the orphans those who need it.”

You stopped what you were doing and watch his face expressions, it's the first time that Dazai Osamu is talking about the said man, yet he mentions that Odasaku was the reason why he's on the law's side now. Dazai's eyes are lonely, dull, and blank but as he reminisced his past, with the friends he made when he was on the Mafia, there's that small hint of happiness and light in his eyes.

Even if it was just a tiny bit light in the darkness of his personality, you can now understand him, even if you don't know who he is entirely. He's as deep as the ocean and as mysterious as the endless universe yet you never stopped hoping that he will open his mind and let you see the bottom of the ocean and the entirety of his universe.

Dazai looked into your eyes and he sees nothing but light, a light that sparks a fire, the fire that intensified his longing to be kept, to feel safe, to feel loved and to feel understood no matter how chaotic his mind and soul is.

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“Were you sure that you really want to die? That's why you're ready to take everything head on, no matter how risky and dangerous it is?”

“I am danger.” he answers with a smirk but you smiled at him sweetly as you shook your head. The times you spend with Dazai Osamu just made you realize how lost he is, he's just lost and alone perhaps this is why he wanted to die.

He had so many attempts, he drank different poisons but sometimes it turns out it wasn't the right poison or it wasn't a fatal amount and if it's drugs it's the wrong dosage.

You know that he won't be able to keep these walls up around him for so long, even if it just a tiny crack on it you wanted to see, you wanted to get in, it doesn't matter how messy and dark it is once you pass that wall.

With a challenging look you tilt your head a little closer to his, Dazai almost stepped back yet he didn't, he wanted to see what would you do.

“From what I see, you didn't want to die. You were trying to kill something inside, there's no such thing as painless death 'Samu. When you say you are looking for a convenient and painless way to die, you know it doesn't exist.”

Dazai went silent, his eyes shaky as your words hit him.

“You never wanted to die, you just wanted to get rid of something inside you.”

Judging the look on his face, you knew that you had him, you knew that you got him right. He's trembling, you can see how the walls he built around himself is slowly crumbling down as he stood in front of you.

“I have to go now, I'm thinking of adding some new decoration in my cafe.”

You picked up your bag to walk away but Dazai pulled you by your wrist and kiss you on your lips. He heard you gasp as his arm made his way on your waist and he pulls you closer until you can almost feel his warmth.

Dazai felt like he was the luckiest man in the world as he got to taste the heaven that your lips had offered. His mind was filled of everything about you and he's starting to question himself if this is even real, he didn't know that reality could be so sweet.

You held onto his coat and let him keep you in his arms for as long as he wants, you had other kisses before but with Dazai Osamu, it didn't feel like a kiss, it felt like he brought you in other dimensions you never knew that existed. He made you feel things you thought you weren't capable of feeling.

If you weren't running our of breath you would never pull away from him but every enchanting spells has an end and on this time, the enchanting kiss that Dazai Osamu graced you has ended.

“Marry me.”

Dazai was expecting a complain or cry of disagreement from you, he knew how ridiculous the idea is but that's what he truly feels. He's never had this feeling before and now that he's got a taste of what heaven would be like with you in his arms and with your lips brushing against his, he knew that he would never let you go.

“I will but you don't mean now right? So can I go home first?”

Dazai's jaw almost dropped on the floor when he heard you, there was no hint of joke in your voice so he didn't know what he would do, but before he knew it, he felt the tears streaming down his cheek.

“Are you crying? I just have to go home, 'Samu. I'd still marry you.”

Dazai pulled you close to his chest once again as he buried his face on your neck, “I love you. I love you so much, I will marry you in any day, any hour.” He whispers as he cry, you smiled and hugged him back.

“I love you too.”

Some would find this whole situation too fast but you've always known that you love Dazai Osamu, you love the darkness that lies in his eyes, you love his scars and his wounds. You accept all of him, because without his scars and wounds he wouldn't be Dazai Osamu.

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The two of you wanted an intimate wedding, the only ones present on the ceremony were your family and Fukuzawa. Dazai trusted him to keep you a secret, not because he doesn't love his wife, but because he knows the cost of having an ex mafia and a member of ADA as a husband.

With the marriage, Dazai slowly finds himself be filled by nothing but love. The empty feeling inside him is gone and it was replaced by a raging fire of hope and bliss, he still didn't drop the suicidal bastard front but he never does anything that will harm him gravely, (Except it's for a case) he didn't like seeing you cry whenever he comes home injured, this is why he's been careful of handling cases but old habits die hard, Dazai Osamu won't be Dazai Osamu if he's not gambling with his own life and sometimes with others too, he doesn't do that unless he knew he has the upper hand.

His wits is something that he's thankful for, he loves being dramatic about it though, this is why he has to be hurt before winning, he gets off with it anyway.

Dazai was just smiling at you while you tell him everything about your work in the hospital, it was exhausting you always say but Dazai knows that you love what you are doing, treating kids and saving them is what you love to do no matter how tiring it is.

He loves the sparks in your eyes whenever you talk about your work, it's lovely, you are the most beautiful woman in his eyes, and yet you still manage to appear prettier whenever you talk about your passion and plans.

"You don't have any cases, love?"

"I don't. It's a surprise that nothing came in this week but President told us we can relax a bit this week. Enjoy the free time, he says."

"Then can you go with me to the hospital?"

Dazai smiled and nod his head, "Of course, shall we go now? Or you want to order more food?" he teased and you rolled your eyes at him before standing up to walk out on him but Dazai went after you immediately and instinctively encircled his arms on your waist. "Okay, sorry. I just asked 'cause you've got quite an appetite these days. I'm genuinely concerned." he chuckled as he pressed his lips on your cheek but you just pushed him lightly as you enter the car first and he followed with a playful smile playing on his lips.

Oh how he loves that pouting sulking face.

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Kunikida and Atsushi watched the car drove away and their eyes met, "We should follow them." they said before they flagged down a cab and ask the driver to follow the car discreetly.

As they arrived at the hospital, they waited for you and Dazai to enter before they went out after paying the driver. Atsushi was actually impressed that they got this far in spying, he didn't know that Kunikida has it inside him, he didn't know that he can be nosy at times.

You were holding Dazai's hands when you saw your friend, "Girl, I was just looking for you! I already got the results!" she whispered yell as she snatched you away from your husband and she hugged you tight, "Yeah, I got your text Nina let go now, tell me if it is what I think it is." Nina bit her lower lip as she looks at you with sparkly eyes before handing you an envelope.

"What is it all about?" Dazai asked but he's not DUMB to not suspect about what was on the envelope but he saw you gasped as you tear up before you gave the envelope to him.

"This letter confirms that Mrs. Dazai is expecting her first baby…"

Dazai smiles as tears of joy fell from his eyes, he cupped your face and kissed you on the lips before he hugged you tightly. "Thank you for being the most wonderful gift I've received and thank you for bearing another great gift. I love you.." he whispered as he showered kisses on top of your head.

"Love birds, enough. Mr. Dazai Osamu I am here to inform you not just as her friend but also as her doctor that she is in good health but I still suggest that she should take a break and rest from work. It's for the baby."

Dazai was just nodding, he felt like he's floating right now, he couldn't explain how happy he is, this is overwhelming and scary but he's already looking forward to have a baby that looks like you, yes, he wants his child to look like you, so they could be an angel like you as well.

Kunikida and Atsushi froze at that revelation in front of them, even if Atsushi was the one who used to step I with no inhibitions, it is Kunikida who took the lead and approach his coworker.

"You're married?"

You were the first one to turn on Kunikida, Dazai froze, he literally froze in his position especially when Atsushi comes out of hiding as he hugs the paper bag that is full of Yosano's stuffs as he assumes. You held his hand and smiled at him comfortingly, you knew that he didn't want to reveal you to anyone from the agency except from the President and Ranpo who already know this for a long time.

He just couldn't risk your life to be on the line especially now with a baby coming, he can't let you be known by the Mafia and his enemies.

"Kunikida-san, Atsushi-kun. Shall we talk about this matter in somewhere private?" you asked as you held your husband's hand, it was cold and sweaty, Dazai is actually nervous.

As the two got inside the car, Dazai and the two were silent so you tried to cut the thick tension in the air so you wouldn't feel suffocated with this ambience inside the car.

"Shall we buy some foods and snacks for the others at your agency, love?" you asked and Dazai's grip on the steering wheel tightened, he was gonna ask Kunikida and Atsushi to keep this as a secret but you obviously have other plans.

"YN, we talked about this. Kunikida-kun and Atsushi will surely agree on my proposal that they should keep this a secret."

You pursed your lips when he called you by your name, now you know that he's not happy with this but you're tired of being too scared, you can handle yourself and the baby if a time comes where there's danger.

"No they won't. Dazai Osamu, I can perfectly handle myself. We're done hiding, just let your friends at the agency knows. Have faith."

Dazai closed his eyes and sighed, "Please, I am putting you in danger the moment we reveal our marriage." he said as his breathing got heavier.

Atsushi and Kunikida stayed silent in the back, they knew that they couldn't butt in because this is about you two, "M-Maybe you can just drop us off near the agency Dazai-san." Atsushi nervously suggests.

"No, 'Samu will drive you two at the agency and I'm coming."

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Dazai Osamu is utterly defeated by his own wife as he finds himself entering the agency as he holds your hand. Each head turned and their eyes went down to look at your hands.

"Miss if you are being sexually harassed by Dazai and you are being asked to commit double suicide with him, we can kill him for you." Yosano greeted as he took the bags from Kunikida at Atsushi.

Naomi and Tanizaki blinked while Ranpo hops like a child towards you and wave. "Congratulations, about the baby." he smiles and you chuckled, of course, he would know. "Thanks.." everybody was just looking at you and Dazai with a confused look before the President comes out of his office and gave you a warm smile.

"So, Dazai decided to introduce you formally to the gang huh? Congratulations for your first baby."

Dazai sighed and he let go of your hand to clap and get everyone's attention, though it's a little pointless considering everyone's eyes are on you.

"This YN, my wife and she's bearing my child. I have been married for years, I didn't want to reveal her existence, because of the danger we encounter on day to day basis, but Atsushi and Kunikida-kun spied on us and that led us to this big wife reveal moment. I'm sorry, it's not like I don't trust you all, I just want to keep her safe."

"Hi, he's told me a lot about all of you. Thanks for tolerating my husband's chaotic nature."

Naomi squealed and ran towards you, "Oh my gosh! You are so pretty! Is the baby coming out soon? Will you bring him or her here?" she asks continuosly and the President cleared his throat.

"Let her sit first." he ordered and everyone settled despite of the fact that they couldn't calm down after hearing this revelation.

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After handing out the foods you bought for everyone, you sat beside Dazai and placed your hand in his thigh. "Do you want me to feed you, love?" Dazai smiled and shook his head, "I should be the one taking more care of you, you're pregnant." he said as he pinch your cheeks lightly.

Everyone was watching this interaction, and they immediately knew why Dazai Osamu fell in love with you and why he didn't want to endanger your life by introducing you to them. You were so gentle yet brave, your voice is sweet and the way you take care of everyone even just after a day of meeting them just makes them feel the need to protect you from any harm that would go along your way.

"You can expect us to protect this secret and protect YN, Dazai." Kunikida said as he tap Dazai's back. Dazai excused himself from the crowd and let the young members stay with you, Kunikida follows to talk to him and reassure him that you are a part of this family now too and by that they mean they will also risk their own lives to protect you.

"I know," Dazai smiled and Kunikida still had to remind himself that Dazai can really smile genuinely. "I bet you're thrilled to know my secret life weren't you, Kunikida-kun?" he teased and the man's ears reddened out of anger.

"Bastard! You never change, asshole!"

Dazai smiled at that, yeah, he's not just used to the serious affection stuffs unless it's you but he appreciates and teasing was just his way of expressing his gratitude.\

He felt at ease, honestly, he knew they won't let him down, never.

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