#hes a liar tho he would not have

[theloveinc]

bakugo + february

(warning: gn i think? kinda shitty world building😖, a lil angst, happy valentine’s day!!!!!)

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“This is the third box of chocolates in this bin alone.”

You throw the frilly, silver package onto a large pile of red cardboard and ribbon, on top of another box of neatly wrapped sweets. Some of the gifts with sappy, little valentines written on top, others with pink and white sticky notes.

Bakugo huffs with a pout and an eye roll, in his own hands a stack of rainbow cards he flips through quickly.

“That’s funny.”

You don’t look at him, just continue to paw around in the bin in front of you. You pull out a dark brown teddy bear, it’s fur soft in your hands, and turn to plop it in the pile of things he said that you could keep: stickers, fake flowers, toys.

“Why?”

You don’t even glance at him as you say it, like it doesn’t matter, and he picks at a bit of lace falling off of a large greeting card and snorts.

“Not like I ever got any of this kinda crap in high school.”

You stop your rifling to stare at him, your expression so different than from moments before. “You didn’t get any fan mail in high school?”

You assume he did, at least: he was just as cute back then as he is now… you’ve seen the pictures of that blonde boy, smaller, still scowling, but still any teenager’s dream. He was working as a hero by then, surely he had some sort of fan club.

(You would’ve been amongst them if you had known. Now he’s professional, though, and you only met him through Jirou when you transferred from her team to his.)

“I didn’t get any…” he pauses, his face twisting in a frown, his cheeks going the slightest bit ruddy. “Chocolates and shit. Letters.”

“Katsuki…” he grunts but doesn’t look, your tone incredulous in a way he doesn’t want to address. “You were never confessed to?”

He blows out an angry raspberry, picking up and throwing a bottle of nicely-labeled hot sauce into his own keep pile. It clinks with the rest.

“Don’t fucking rub it in.”

“I’m not!” you try to assure, reaching out for him. “I’m just… a little surprised, is all.”

He glares, wordless and accusatorially, like your giggles are threatening and the vacuum sealed pair of panties you teasingly wave in the air (and he snatches, immediately trashing) are nuclear.

“…’cuz I would’ve thought you got tons. Like now, big boy.”

He turns even more pink. As pink as half the mail room has become with all the love notes sent in for February.

“Yeah, well,” Bakugo tries to move on, grimacing as he picks up a plain envelope that he initially had high hopes for and unfolds it into a long, love poem. “Can’t win ‘em all, I learned.”

And as you throw another box of store-bought chocolates onto the stack, you think you know what you want to get him for Valentine’s Day.

#bakugo #bakugou x reader #yes I wrote this on Christmas LMFAO #or most of it #inspired by these horrible handmade chocolates I made #that were so freaking ugly #someone told me they were good tho #anyway pardon me I’m still in bed #I’ll give better Valentine’s Day wishes after class maybe #also uhhhhhhhhh #u know what this made me think of ? #that trend that’s like ‘would we have dated in high school?’ #I just imagine Bakugo getting all blushy and saying yes #and ur like ‘u freaking liar u were so wrapped up back then’ #and he’s all mad at u for denying it #lmfaoooo me at. my high school having a super bad time #ANYWAY I just think like #who the h*ll woulda confessed to Bakugo ever in his younger years? #surely it’s a soft spot #ANYWAY #HAPPY VALENTINES DAY MY BABIWA #BABIES***** #bye. #ps… #I forget what and which white day is #caitie post #gen

[lgbtlunaverse]

Sometimes "he would not fucking say that" doesn't mean "he would not think that/that would not be his reaction to that event" but "there is no chance, in hell or earth or any other plane of existence, that he'd be honest about that and actually say it out loud."

#like he would think that. he would not say it out loud tho #you've got the character's reasoning down now you just need to put on the 4 different masks he wears at all times #i love when characters are liars i love it when they lie to the people they love i love it when they lie to themselves #i'm not sure the whining about fandom tag fits here but it's the closest thing i have so fuck it #complaining and whining about fandom

[irascible-iridescent]

So from his anecdotes it seems that he actually met MC when she was a child or a teen (?). He kept looking for her and found her when she was in the university, but he decided to just keep an eye on her bc there were other ppl after her and he was cautious that somebody else might be using her to lure him out. Was this meeting his first attempt to remind her about himself? Did he just walk away bc he realised that she doesn't remember him? I mean its quite strange first meeting for the LI

#love and deepspace #he is a very good liar tho and also an actor #man I wish MC would tell him how she doesn't have a lot chunks of her memories #it seems that she lost quite a lot of memories about her childhood like somebody was doing experiments on her #and she has no memory of it #also I feel its kinda implied that she lost her parents really early and that she also doesn't remember them good enough #well i still have some stuff to unlock and read so its just my thoughts

[fortes-fortuna-iogurtum]

Three things I have been learning:

do things that aren't on the internet. with real people. don't get all your opinions online, because it's not a solid depiction of reality. it really really isn't. HOWEVER--don't entirely discount the internet, bc while it is a cesspool of nonsense many times, I have also met all my best friends on it, and I am endlessly thankful for them and legitimately do not know where I would be today without them.

if a song speaks to something extremely deep in you throughout your life, that probably means something. think about it sometimes. try to figure out why it resonates like that, and discern if that means something that could be important or helpful to you.

Van Gogh is my favourite artist for a reason that's about more than just his paintings.

#I'm not staying on here long tonight because I desperately need sleep #but hello everyone. hope you have been well. I have been through a rollercoaster these past few months #but to quote c. s. lewis--readers be advised that the Devil is a liar #and one of the lies he's been trying to tell me lately is that I don't need friends in my life #and that all my problems would probably be fixed if I just went off on my own and cut out the people who care about me #which is STUPID but hey. see the above C. S. Lewis quote again. #anyway I still love y'all and I hope that I can be back here soon! #I will be clearing out my following list a bit tho. bc it's not good for my mental health to have so many different opinions flooding in #constantly when I don't have a great support system in place irl to work through them. #it's not personal it's just what I have to do to stay sane :) #gurt says stuff

[kosher-salt]

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#netanyahu sucks and is evil but idk about saying he is exactly as evil as the leaders of hamas #he hasnt done what they've done and i dont think he would #he sucks yes #awful corrupt blindsided idiot #but i wouldnt stab him on sight #or ever #hamas tho i would stab on sight #see the difference #i dont respect netanyahu that doesn't mean i need to compromise on truth to appease the antisemites and say look im just like you #that i too believe he is The Most Evil #they think hes that evil because of antisemitism and propaganda bs #if you remove that bs youre left with an idiot who should be in jail or fined and never respected #not someone who needs to choke on their own esophagus on facebook live #he sucks but you put me in a room with him were both coming out because hes not a genocidal terrorist #hes just a corrupt liable coward #as opposed to hamas who are in fact genocidal terrorists who love to rape and torture #i have zero problems saying this #the fact this will be seen as a defense of the man im actively insulting too instead of the critique it is on #our problematic tendency to concede to liars and antisemites #its ok to say hamas is worse #and you should because that is the priority.

[girlwithfish]

if i dont look cute tomorrow i will kill myself

#just not been a fan of my face i look tired and unwell #being under 90lb cuz my relationship had my constantly stressed all year slay #i have literally no energy #ok im not sad anymore cuz at least i dont got a stupid mf in my ear telling me the meannest shit everr #always telling me im embarrassing whenever id be having a bpd episode or when i went outside to call my therapist #when he didnt let me leave for therapy and i didnt feel safe inside w him and i called my therapist sobbing and having a panic attack #u woukd think ur man would care abt his partner having a panic attack clearly in distress trying to talk to her therapist #but he was so pissed i was calling her ig? every time i was tryig to talk to her during that #hed interrupt me just talking in my ear bc i was walking around outside my apt and he was just following me putting me down #saying im lying or some shit and putting me down even tho i was literally having a panic attack nd super upset and not ok idk #like if he had any care for me he wld have stopped no matter what we were arguing abt and wanted to help me or at least disengage if all he #can be is a dick and horrible to m #me #litrally following me around just spewing hate at me and preventing me from talking to my therapist cuz i couldnt hear her bc iwas crying #and outside and the phone qual was bad and he was yelling at me LOL #and telling me how embarrassing i am and im a liar etc #lol #ok nvm i hate him again

[dlnqnt]

this movie was fun trash but i cannot believe they closed the movie on babby's first book report-style epilogue

#they put so much effort into the other parts of this movie but this is how they end it #the books are good #also i doubt it !!! #fun fact amorth is a liar for several reasons #but i think the funniest is he claimed to have performed a ludicrous amt of exorcisms that means he would have been performing a minimum of #300 a day for the 40+ years he was active #HOWEVER he claims that an exorcism could be as small as a single prayer or declaration to leave #so basically if he just said 'the power of christ compels you' 300 times that means he performed 300 exorcisms so he said #also exorcisms arent ordained or wtv by the catholic church so the pope does not have an exorcist thank u for reading #i had fun letting it run in the background while i was editing today tho so

[stewykablooey]

i think what rly breaks me about the fucking. sibling fight at the end is kendall lying and walking back what he told them in all the bells say about the manslaughter. ive always been a truther it getting brought up but. god. the way its like. i cant see them ever coming back from that. anything else. siblings stuff they do that all the time. but that part of it. god. i dont even know. sorry im just kinda saying words here but ohhhh my god. fucking insane show. hope ur doin well lol <3

to be honest i read the scene as them, not believing his lie that it didn’t happen, but more as them being shocked that he’d think he can ‘just kidding’ his way out of that. i think they still believe it happened but kendall’s reaction to it may be the thing to do some damage, like i think when they found out in italy they played it off mostly but idk, in the scene i think we got a little bit of a sense that its been fucking with them a little, especially with kendall disregarding it to the point of lying that it never happened

#maybe im delusional tho #like idk id like to think they know kendall well enough to know there’s no way he was bluffing them in that moment #esp because kendall is a terrible fucking liar so everything aside #he would never have pulled that off anyway #hope all is well with u too <3 hang in there #ask #anon #m

[the-winds-of-destiny-xxx]

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#course crush update #Ik I said I let him go but I’m a liar and a fraud 😭😭 #anyway there’s this girl in my class #and she was laying it on thick with him today and he ate that shit up 😔😔 #she asked him his star sign and he entertained the question imagine #I was disgusted #mainly because I think star signs is bs #through all the lectures she was flirting with him #and I was sat infront of him because I didn’t want to have to see his face thinking it would be a peaceful rest of the day I was wrong #my chest is burning too because #I don’t trust her because she’s never come across as genuine to me #but that’s because she’s a suck up / beg and those kinds of people annoy me idk #like it’s not by force manipulate ur personality so ppl will like u #it’s the same vibe as that nurse from work #but anyway #we move #i shouldn’t care at all but I’ve said time and time again I’m an emotional bitch #he’s so foine tho my heart is burning #but I’m the captain of the never push myself up for a man ship sorry not sorry #I don’t care how many Ls I have to take

[camellcat]

I know "rude-and-not-ginger" is ten's thing but I swear to god it applies to eleven so much more. that should be HIS joke nickname that man is a BITCH!!!! I love him but he's such a nasty little mean bitch

#he is constantly insulting and shouting at mofos left and right lol #not to say nine and ten did not also shout and insult other species but I feel like eleven is doing it CONSTANTLY for no reason #also “rule one: the doctor lies” ?!?! WHAT INSANE #do you understand how upset I first was (and still kinda am) when THAT became the new rule one??? #nine and ten would be APPALLED #especially nine that man was NOT a liar #eleven is a silly goofy guy but he's sooo mean for no reason #forever going to have the time he kept telling everyone to stfu in 5x06 in my brain #that was the first time I was like “wth I don't like this new new new doctor” xD #(tho obviously I do love him now it was quite a rocky road at first) #feel free to tell me I'm an idiot and nine and ten were worse but I do not remember nor feel like they were #eleventh doctor #doctor who

[roostertuftart]

To add to your post about FatBeard, have people not seen the deleted scene where Kyle totally freaks out trying to convince Cartman not to go? I know it was a deleted scene but it still had Kyle's morals kicking in at just the right moment

Nah Kyle was intentionally trying to make cartman want to go even more in that scene by pretending to want to go really badly himself haha. It’s an act he’s playing.

#his act is playing into cartman’s idea of what kyle is like #in that cartman thinks kyle secretly wants to go #so he’d pretend to be concerned with cartman’s safety so that cartman would take him #at the end of the scene cartman is convinced even more so to go and Kyle yells fine at him #pretending to be angry #and then walks out wiping his hands with a completely calm expression #having entirely convinced cartman to leave by using cartman’s hatred against kyle against him #kyle you bastard child ily #I kinda like that they didn’t use this tho bc I’m not sure it fits kyle. he’s not usually a great liar #THOUGH I think that tends to come more from his guilt and fear of consequences and general morality #so perhaps kyle CAN be a good liar if he feels in the right to be one #kyle broflovski #ask #anon

[ofgentleresolve-a]

@jeoseungsaja​​ sent in:

Hello I mentioned I was going to send more unprompted asks aND I'LL BE SENDING ANOTHER ONE RIGHT HERE WUIEHDIHD (I hope this is okay but pls feel free to ignore if it's not fitting or something of the sort!):

A thud resonates through; the sound of files harshly cascading down wooden desk, a desk which had to suffer the consequences of Hyuk's despair just a few days ago, when tears stained his face and hand slammed surface until becoming red with numbing ache.

You wouldn't guess he had a breakdown days prior just by staring at his stoic countenance, at those features that fight to stay composed and dry as he slides the files toward the end of the desk; toward the Black Knight.

So many words about their last meeting still unnerve him. It's like he knows, and how? Pigeon carrier. Solving a puzzle. Maybe he's overthinking this time around, unconsciously finding Patrick everywhere (no matter where he goes, a lot of things remind him of his best friend).

Speaking of unnerving, he also remembers the quiet wincing. And he remembers getting hit by a wave of worry. Why should he worry? Why should he care? His jaw clenches. He swore to himself he wouldn't care for anyone else.

"The files you wanted." He sourly addresses; files a little frayed and decayed due to the hands of time. There are new pages too; freshly printed ones that Jae-Hwan added inside. They were the one who got these files for Hyuk; the files of the disappearance of Shin Seonghun and Shin Chaeryeong. It didn't need a lot of budging...as much as he dislikes to admit it, Jae-Hwan is always willing to help (he had to hide the fact that the Black Knight requested them, otherwise, he's sure, they would've insisted on handing them themselves).

However, before the vigilante can take them, a palm grabs them and takes them back to the detective. "Why are these important?" Eyes narrow. "Why do you need these?" The Black Knight didn't expect Hyuk to give in so easily, did he? || a tale from long ago ( ft. unprompted )

If the Black Knight FLINCHES, he only hopes that the detective doesn’t notice. Loud noises- he’s learned anything from the course of five years and counting, nothing good ever comes out of sudden noises. Or surprises in general. But he can’t be that obvious, can he?

So perhaps as the mild literature professor, they know him to be jumpy, nervous despite a mellow demeanor. But the Black Knight isn’t any of that. Decisive, calm, and meticulous, they consider him. A far cry from the Shin Myungdae, the literature professor. They wouldn’t think to connect the two.

( Little do they realize, even a worm will turn. But between the Black Knight and Shin Myungdae, who is Patrick supposed to be? He certainly doesn’t feel like himself in either part. He wonders if Hyuk would know the answer. )

He glances at the leg of the desk. There are new skid marks on the floor, making a lattice with the older ones from their reunion first meeting. Behind the tall neck of his coat, Patrick frowns, watching his dear friend closely. Something happened in the last few days. His expression is even more sour and pinched than usual like he’s trying to cover up whatever is threatening to spill out. Did ANACHRON or even ARGOS do something? Did he receive bad news? The questions keep popping up like bubbles in simmering water and- Patrick bites the inside of his cheek.

That’s right, he’s not supposed to care. Slipping into the seat across, he grips the hilt of his sword tighter, not trusting himself to speak even when the files get slid across towards him.

He glances at the top. Just as he suspected; the sound made might have resounded throughout the room ( although that might also just be because the walls aren’t soundproof- Hyuk really didn’t pay much for this place, did he? ), but the files look more on the…thinner side. After all, their kidnapping was conducted by professionals- experts in the field who made sure the trail of evidence DISAPPEARED sooner rather than later. Or perhaps the police didn’t bother to look much into the case, considering that there wasn’t any family advocating for a search party. Just a seven-year-old boy and his younger sibling shoved into the foster care system.

Either way, it doesn’t surprise him that the police wouldn’t have many paper files on an unsolved case from thirty years ago. There wasn’t much to glean off of the digital records anyways. Still, he takes note of the newer sheets of paper sticking out between the yellowed pages. So there might be something NEW to gain from this after all.

Still. He waits, watching the files. There’s no way it would be this easy to get this information, especially not from Hyuk-

And right Patrick is. The files are snatched back before Patrick can even skim the top folder. Typical of Hyuk. Impatient for an answer. Even more impatient to wait for one.

The Black Knight scoffs, legs crossing as he leans back. It feels unnatural, how he wants to take back that scoff, the cocky attitude. He shouldn’t be telling his dear friend this. He shouldn’t be seeing him, let alone going ahead with this partnership. The less Hyuk knows, the better; actually, it would probably be even safer if the Black Knight let Hyuk stay STUCK behind that wall.

“And you said you knew everything there was to know about him. But I suppose even the closest of friends keep secrets from one another, no?” In other words, you didn’t know him nearly as well as you thought you did. “If you exclude the fact they were both kidnapped by ANACHRON or the fact one was a researcher in the field of time travel, they’re no one special. Of course, there wouldn’t be much effort put into finding them at the time. They didn’t have much family who cared.”

The Black Knight shakes his head. “Well, save for their children, but I highly doubt the police would listen to a seven-year-old’s pleading. Let alone a four-year-old. One disappeared off the map a year later. And other, well, he was lucky for the time being- another family took him in and gave him a new name.” Patrick peers up at his dear friend. The moonlight is rising, tonight. A pair of dark brown eyes watch Hyuk, carefully. He’ll have to find a way to steal those folders out of his dear friend‘s hands soon.

“I think you would know THAT ONE’S NAME, better than anyone else.”

#jeoseungsaja #jeoseungsaja ( ft. lee hyuk ) #i having made you “a liar” would turn your lies into truths ( ft. patrick & hyuk || black knight verse ) #( verse: a knight is never without their sword. ) #patrick....c'mon give him a break #YOU DIDN'T KNOW THIS FOR THE LONGEST TIME EITHER :'D #also not patrick hoping hyuk didn't pick up on the flinching....why do i have feeling hyuk most definitely did.... #unless you hc that he didn't tho of course! #but aside from the usual pain ( not me SOBBIN' OVER THE LAST ONE HOW HYUK IS TRYING TO KEEP IT TOGETHER FROM HIS RECENT BREAKDOWN #😭😭😭 ) #pls have the black knight ( patrick ) being a smug piece of shit jskdflsjdlfkj #even if he low key hates it #i really wanted to use that gif at least once in this verse #so.....thanks for giving the opportunity alex JKFLSJDFLKJ :'D #also pls insert *fight for those folders bc i can't imagine hyuk giving up those folders after he realizes a part of patrick's past is #in those files....* unless you think otherwise correct me if i'm reading hyuk wrong here!! #but alex I HOPE?? THIS WORKS?? THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SENDING THIS IN!! #absolutely had a wonderful time writing this out even if detective sourface is having a bad time(tm) 😭 #THANKS AGAIN FOR HYURICK AND ALL OUR WONDERFUL DYNAMICS #care u lots and have a wonderful day alex!! and if i should change anything lmk!! <3 #under the same sky ( queue. ) #that would truly be wonderful ( answered. ) #( answered: patrick. )

[holycrowe]

It's Nate!

I was like "there's not a lot of bisexual boy love interests" so yea lol

#and he's wiccan like his family raised him wiccan #thought it was neat #almost wanted to do it from his pov #and if it werent for the lack of bi boys in media i would have made him a girl and had it be wlw but like??? #nate would go by he/they tho #Nathaniel Dillinger #b: liars

[bittwitchy]

sometimes i remember how often dc likes to do multiversal crossovers w themselves and have for like, 25 years or so, at least, like justice league animated series really made it a bigger trend for them than it was. but then i remember how in telltale batman, vicki vale is a descendent of arkham. and in the batman 2022, martha kane/wayne aka bruces mom is also a descendant of arkham. meaning in some alt world based off those two alt worlds, telltale!vicki ends up meeting b/attinson, tries her flirting on him shit that she pulled in telltale, and eventually has to learn that theyre cousins by a technicality in that universe.

#my fav version if vicki tho is still the batman vs dracula but #also yhat movie cements bruce as a little shit (affectionate) bc mr ‘i dont kill ppl’ murders dracula for no reason #’brina he enslaved the entire town and tried to kill vicki!!!’ NO he TURNED the entire town and considered them his children #he only enslaved penguin #and almost bruce #and he didnt just try to kill vicki he tried to sacrifice vicki so he could get his wife back #hes count dracula he could have done so much worse #/j #if that wasnt clear lol #also tho bruce has always been a fucking liar in the no kill regard bc none of his brutality would lead to zero lives lost ever gNIGHT #early years brutality yes but yknow #love him hes my favorite hypocrite

[criminalamnesia]

Simon x Reader whose already work with TF 141 for a pretty long time. And one day, there's a traitor around the base, leaking their information. All of the proof are leading to reader but reader always deny it! And they interrogated reader, and reader always deny it! And he's (with other 141 members, of course, but it mostly him) do their torture methods to get information out of reader. They keep doing it until someday, the real traitor finally captured!

And make the reader traumatized, pls. Like, she would have trust issues, trauma, and others. She wouldn't forgive them, tho.

ooooo the angst. had to sit on this one for a few days before I wrote something, but here goes nothing.

ALL PARTS CAN BE FOUND HERE

when you blink open your eyes, the room is dimly lit. it’s silent save for the sounds of your labored breathing.

you must’ve passed out. one second johnny— a man you’d known for years—was slicing into your skin with a knife. the next, you’re staring into an empty room.

your hands jerk up involuntarily. still bound. the rope holding them to the arms of the chair have rubbed them raw. the skin is bright red and bloody. it makes you grit your teeth.

you look down at your lap, taking inventory of the parts of your body you can see. large gashes break up the fabric of your tac pants. the blood surrounding the deep wounds is dry and crusty.

one of the cuts looks like it’s getting infected. you swear you can see bone.

you’d taken this kind of suffering before. been capture by enemies, held and tortured and pushed to the brink of death. this was different. this was being done by your team. men you’d bled with. cried with. laughed with.

one you’d even slept with. the same one you loved. the one you called yours.

the door to the room swung open, hitting the wall with a metal thud. your head slowly lifts, eyes squinting to see him. by his stature, you know it’s simon.

he doesn’t bother shutting the door behind him. instead, he walks towards you slowly. as he comes closer, can make out his eyes in the sea of dark paint he smears around them. the same paint you’d helped him apply a time or two.

“back for more?” you say, and it’s meant to sound sarcastic, but all it sounds like is pitiful. your voice cracks, and pain seeps into your tone.

the first rule they’d taught you about scenarios like this was to never let the enemy know it’s working. never let them know that they’re hurting you— that they’re slowly wearing down your defenses.

well, you’d just broken that rule, and you hadn’t even meant to.

you didn’t know how long you’d been tied up, subjected to torture by men you had once called your family. all because a fucking liar whispered your name into their ears. all because they fucking believed it.

apparently the years meant nothing to them. to him, least of all, considering he’d done more damage to you than the rest of them.

simon comes to a stop in front of you. his hands are empty by his sides, but that’s not reassuring. there’s a table full of weapons off to the side. he would have his pick of the litter.

“ready to talk yet?” he says, and his voice is gruff. his tone is hollow. he’s speaking to you the same way he’d spoken to countless enemies. it makes you sick.

“fuck you, simon,” you spit out.

the betrayal of john, gaz, and johnny had hurt. but simon’s betrayal? that was enough to almost put you in the ground.

you’d stopped pleading with them the second they tied you to the chair. now, you were angry. furious. rage filled your veins, and if you weren’t beaten to all hell, you’d find a way out of these fucking restraints and strangle the man in front of you to death.

the man you loved. you’d thought you meant something to him, but apparently not— because who tortures someone they love?

“if you talk,” he ignores your outburst. “it’ll be easier. quick.”

“fuck. you.” you enunciate the words, your jaw impossibly tight as you grit your teeth. “im not the fucking rat.”

“all the evidence,” he starts as he disappears from your vision. you know he’s going to pick his weapon of the hour. you force yourself not to shudder.

“points to you.”

“take that bullshit evidence and shove it up your ass, riley,” you seethe, ropes pulling taut as you lean forward in the chair.

he’s back in your line of sight now, brandishing a large knife.

“you’re only making it harder on yourself, love,” he tuts, and then he’s swinging the knife down, right onto one of your fingers.

you scream as the blade cuts right through skin and bone. your teeth dig into your lip, drawing blood as you refuse to give him more of a reaction. it fucking hurts, but you’ll be damned if you let yourself cry.

“feel like talking now?” he asks, watching as half of your left pinky finger falls to the floor.

“or should we take off another?”

you look up at him, hoping he can see the hatred in your eyes as you speak your next words. “you could take the fucking hand off and I’d still have nothing to tell you.”

“let’s see how true that is then, eh?” he replies, and raises the knife again. he’s about to swing, when someone comes running into the room.

“ghost!”

it’s johnny. he’s obviously winded as he stops beside simon, dropping his hands to his knees as he struggles for breath.

“what, mactavish? im busy.”

“they’re—” he gasps. “they’re not— the— rat.” he says between breaths.

the room goes impossibly still. so quiet you swear you could hear the men’s heartbeats (or maybe that pounding in your ears was your own).

“you sure?” simon’s voice is softer as he lowers the knife and turns to johnny. the younger man nods, his eyes trained on you. you can see the regret in them, the sorrow.

“it’s fucking shepard.”

it’s not funny, but at the news, you burst into laughter. the men stare at you in confusion, but you can’t stop.

you’re laughing so hard you’re crying, and they’re just standing there.

“are you alrigh’?” johnny’s asking as he moves towards you. he’s fully recovered his breath now, and he drops to a crouch to be eye level with you.

you don’t answer— you can’t. you keep laughing. distantly, you hear the knife simon was holding clatter to the ground. can just make out the sound of more footsteps out in the hallway, coming towards the room.

you pass out.

when you wake up again, you’re in the infirmary. your eyes open slowly, adjusting to the bright fluorescent lights.

“easy, love,” a voice to your right drawls.

your eyes are fully open now. you look down at yourself, noticing the lack of bindings. noticing the iv taped to your arm, the stitched cuts, the black and blue bruises, the missing fingernails and missing finger.

the person sitting next to you clears his throat. that’s when you look up and meet the eyes of your captain.

your captain. the man who was supposed to lead you, to keep you safe. what a fucking joke. he’d started the damn witch hunt.

“how d’you feel?” he asks, his words soft, like he’s trying not to scare off a timid animal.

you stare at him for a beat. then two. then you’re moving, pulling the iv from your arm and shakily pushing yourself up in the bed. price is telling you to stop, reaching out to push you back down, but you slap at his hands.

“get the fuck off me!” you shout, and that takes him aback. he stops, frozen, as he watches you shift in the bed. you throw your legs over the side of it and prepare yourself to stand.

“you really shouldn’t—” he begins after he’s regained his senses, but you pay him no mind. you place your feet on the ground and start to stand. your legs wobble, almost give out, but you’re able to stand. barely.

“shut up,” you growl, stumbling forward and towards the exit. he’s moving to cut you off, and you slide him a gaze that’s sharper than a knife. “and leave me the fuck alone.”

he halts again. he seems almost scared of you— but that can’t be right. even on your best days, he would still beat you in hand-to-hand combat.

he’s not scared of your threats or your frail body. he’s scared of what he’s done to you.

just then, johnny and gaz come through the infirmary doors.

“cap, y’alright? we heard yellin’—” johnny begins, but his mouth snaps shut at the sight of you out of bed.

you’re heaving from your spot next to the bed. your legs are shaking violently, threatening to give out any second. you feel nauseous and numb.

“let’s get you back into bed,” gaz says, and he starts towards you, but you stop him as your gaze snaps to his.

“don’t come any fucking closer. any of you.”

“bonnie,” johnny murmurs. he sounds miserable, but you don’t care. don’t give a fuck about how any of them feel.

“don’t. im leaving,” you grunt out, moving a foot forward slowly. you’d be damned if you fell in front of them.

“you can’t, love. you’re in no shape to be walking.” john says, and you snarl.

“and whose fault is that?”

the men stay silent as they watch you slowly shuffle towards the foot of the bed. you’re bracing yourself to walk on your own when simon walks in.

“get back in bed,” his tone is blunt. you ignore him.

you remove your hand from the bed, move to take a step forward without support, and you begin to crumple to the floor.

simon moves forward, quick as a cat, and catches you. he lifts you into his arms bridal style, and you’re screaming hysterically. your limbs are flailing the best they can in such a battered state. you’re in fight-or-flight mode, your body betraying your desire to put up a steely front.

your palms slap against simon’s upper body and his masked face. he gives no reaction. he doesn’t say anything. the others are watching the exchange silently. the room is buzzing with tension.

“get off me!” you screech, landing a slap to simon’s cheek. “let me— let me go! let me go!” you’re gasping for breath, tears streaming down your cheeks. you’re panicking. your heart feels like it’s going to beat out of your chest.

“put me down! get— get— off me! stop—” you sob.

the doctor rushes into the room then, yelling at the men for allowing you out of bed. you can’t make out what she’s saying over the rush of blood in your ears. you feel light-headed. you can’t breathe.

“put them down, now!” the doctor yells at simon. “they’re having a panic attack— I thought I told you four to stay away from them? they’re too vulnerable right now—” the doctor is chastising them as simon places you back in the bed.

spots are dancing in your vision. you don’t even feel it when the doctor sticks another needle into your arm. the words being exchanged above your head are muffled. it’s like you’re underwater.

john’s face comes into view, then johnny’s, then gaz’s. as your eyes start to close, you notice the only face you don’t see again is simon’s.

when you wake up again, it’s been two weeks.

the doctor had put you into a medically induced coma to allow your more serious wounds time to heal, without risking another episode. unbeknownst to you, the members of your team had stayed by your bedside almost the entire time— minus simon. he hadn’t come within ten feet of the infirmary since the day of your panic attack.

there’s fresh flowers on the bedside table. a steady beeping of the heart monitor. a fuzzy feeling in your head.

it feels like a dream, all of it does. none of it feels real as you settle into your body again. but then the hurt starts, and you remember the truth.

your family betrayed you. your lover betrayed you. they locked you up and tortured you. they didn’t believe you.

when the doctor came to your side to check your iv, she smiled.

“how’re you feeling?”

you look up at her, and it takes a moment for you to speak.

“don’t,” you begin. your mouth feels like it’s full of cotton. “don’t let them…in here. don’t…wanna see them.”

the doctor nods in understanding, and she doesn’t say anything else to you. she turns and walks out of the room.

the door clicks shut behind her. she lets out a sigh before turning around to face the three men.

“they don’t want to see you.” she tells them, and their expressions drop. they don’t protest, and like wounded puppies, they walk off.

no one else comes to check on you for a few hours.

you’re in and out of consciousness— can’t tell what’s real and what’s a dream. flashes of your torture come back to you. flashes of a smile. of a scarred face. of hands on your hips and—

you crack your eyes open, and the room is dark. the only light is the blinking of some of the machines. it illuminates the room enough to allow you to see a large, dark figure slip from the room. the door clicks shut so quietly it’s almost imperceptible.

that’s when you notice fresh flowers on the bedside table.

your eyes start to droop once more, and you chalk up whatever you just saw to a dream, while simon exhales heavily on the other side of the infirmary door.

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authors note:

I hope this alright! it’s one in the morning (and I’m half asleep writing this) so I apologize for the errors that are most likely present, and the sense this most likely lacks. I feel like I could write a whole book about this idea, but im cutting myself off to sleep lol.

thank you for the ask, I hope I did your idea justice. 🫶

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