#i didn't add it in but he says 'are you a dummy' after he drops it 😭😭😭

[keerysfreckles]

omg i just rewatched mamma mia. what about luke as sam and the reader (child of apollo) as donna. like luke doesn’t turn to kronos but him and the reader break up so she disappears off the face of the earth (aka she runs off to greece). thalia’s tree somehow gets poisoned and the oracle sends luke, percy, and annabeth to go look for the camp’s former best healer. they reach a remote greek island and find the reader there, working as the local nurse/healer (and if you want, they also find out she has a little baby girl, sophia aka sophie 🤭 lmao luke and reader as teen parents). so much angst lol

the name of the game — luke castellan

pairing: luke castellan x apollo fem!reader

warnings: use of y/n and she/her pronouns, HEAVILY based on mamma mia (my fav movie ever), angst angst angst!!!!!!

a/n: i literally watched mamma mia here we go again today i love both movies with all my heart ALSO THE PJO SZN FINALE???????? HELLO?????????????

masterlist !

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y/n l/n didn't plan on leaving camp half-blood.

she didn't plan on leaving her siblings and close friends, and her boyfriend. well, now ex boyfriend.

that was too complicated for her to even understand. one moment luke wanted everything to do with her. he wanted to be around her 24/7, and show how much he appreciated her. but recently he got distant, and wouldn't explain why.

y/n hated confrontation, so she decided to just ditch camp all together after the couple officially split less than 24 hours ago. she doubted anyone would go looking for her.

oh how wrong she was.

annabeth chase and percy jackson were on a hunt for luke castellan.

they were given direct orders from chiron to find the child of hermes. neither of them dared to question the centaur, making them search for luke as quick as they could.

annabeth's shoudlers dropped in relief once they came across luke. he was practicing his sword work against a dummy made out of hay and old fabric.

"do you have any idea why chiron would send us looking for you?" annabeth was straight to the point. percy was standing beside her, just as determined to get answers.

luke shrugs, "is there another new camper?"

percy shakes his head, "he seemed pretty urgent about it. you might want to follow us back to the big house."

the trio walked in silence back through the woods and through the cabins until they got to the big house. chiron was waiting for them anxiously at the end of the steps.

"thank you percy, annabeth," chiron thanks them for finding luke. "i'm not sure if you three are aware, the camp may be in danger. thalia's tree has been poisened. we aren't sure how or why, but all we need is the solution. a healer."

chiron looked towards luke when he finished his statement.

"again, i'm not sure if you're aware that y/n of apollo cabin has been missing since late last night."

all three have different expressions of shock on their face. luke however is mostly hurt. he couldn't believe y/n would just run off like that. he wondered if it was from the argument they had.

"i'm sending you three to go find her, and bring her back safely in order for her to save the tree and the camp," chiron instructs.

"we don't even know where she went," luke points out.

"yeah, she could be anywhere in the world," percy adds.

annabeth looks between the two boys, "wasn't she saying how if she could get away for the weekend she'd go to greece?" she ends her observation while looking at luke.

the boy quickly nods, "yes. she always loved the idea of," he pauses and his voice gets quieter, "running away to greece together."

after a moment, chiron speaks again. "so it's settled. you three will go search for y/n, daughter of apollo, and bring her back to camp to heal thalia's tree and save the camp. good luck to you all."

—

"we've been in this boat for hours," percy groans.

annabeth stops steering the large boat as luke stops tying a rope. they both turn to him.

"we've been on the water for maybe twenty minutes seaweed brain," annabeth teases.

"wait," luke walks closer to the younger campers, "if your dad's poseidon, why can't you just push us all under water through like an air bubble?"

"it would look a little suspicious if three teenagers showed up to an island with no boat and dry clothes," annabeth mentions, making luke's idea sink to the bottom of the ocean.

luke speaks up again, "what if y/n doesn't come back to camp with us?"

annabeth and percy don't have an exact answer for luke. that only makes him worried this quest won't work out in their favor.

"we'll cross that bridge when we get there," annabeth responds. "right now we just have to get to greece."

—

after docking their own boat at the port of athens, the trio was quick to buy three tickets for the local ferry. annabeth grabbed a map as luke and percy were trying to figure out the best method for finding y/n.

they agreed to search all the islands as quick as humanly possible. they'd ask locals if they knew of a strong healer, and if any of them were given an answer that resembled the idea of y/n living there, they'd know to check that island.

after searching through three and a half different islands, getting on and off multiple ferries, and still with no luck of finding the apollo girl, the trio was debating on giving up. until annabeth looked at the map again. she mentioned to luke and percy about one more island where y/n might be. it was much smaller so they could search more thoroughly.

it was almost sunset once they reach the island, meaning they had maybe an hour or two to find y/n in the daylight.

the trio split up as soon as they stepped foot onto the dock. percy searched the perimeter near the edges of the water. annabeth searched through the bundles of shops and hotels. while luke searched through abandoned looking buildings.

as all hope was feeling lost, luke noticed a building of to the side of the commotion. there was a dirt path leading up to it, with no shops or houses surrounding it.

he could only hope and pray that y/n would be inside.

the inside of the building did not match its exterior. the outside looked as if it was going to fall apart at any gust of wind. however the inside was much more lively than luke expected it to be. there were people inside rushing to get past one another. it seemed as if they were all rushing to get to the same person.

luke pushed through the small crowd, and all the air left his lungs when he saw y/n. she was helping someone from the island, who seemed to have a deep cut on his leg. luke could finally guess this was the hospital on the island.

"y/n," luke spoke up, making the commotion in the room subside.

y/n and luke's eyes locked. neither of them were sure what to do.

y/n excuses herself and drags luke outside by his wrist.

"what on earth do you think you're doing here?"

"i had to come and find you," luke tried to explain but y/n only cut him off.

"so you just followed me? i seriously don't want to be around you luke. i thought running away from you and camp would've gotten that through your head."

"y/n i didn't chase after you to try and fix this," he gestures between the two of them, "there's a serious problem at camp."

y/n chuckles, "what? did peter fall off the climbing wall and scrape his elbow again? or did sophie run into a tree for the fifth time this week?"

"y/n this is serious," luke tries to tell her.

"you can't be serious. you dragged annabeth and percy with you?" y/n gestures to the pair walking towards them with urge in their steps.

"i didn't drag them here, please you have to come back to camp," luke tries again.

"is he telling the truth?" she asks percy.

he nods, "thalia's tree is in danger, and so is the camp."

"why didn't you start with that idiot," y/n hits luke's arm before running back inside. she was quick to grab her things. she kind of threw everything into one bag that she might need at camp. most of her healing equipment and a change of clothes.

—

the boat ride back to long island was awkward, to say the least. percy and annabeth were both asleep in the downstairs area of the boat, while luke and y/n were dealing with directing the boat back to camp.

luke was steering, while y/n was sitting beside him. an awkward silence filled the air.

"what made you go to greece?" luke asks, not expecting the girl to answer.

"i just needed to get away," she busies herself with her rings on her fingers.

"from me?"

"from all of it. i just needed a break."

silence falls upon the two again. y/n only moves over to lean her head against luke's shoulder, instantly catching him off gaurd.

"i'm sorry i left," y/n admits, her voice as quiet as a mouse.

"you had your reasons. it just caught us off gaurd, that's all."

another beat of silence passes.

"that night, of our argument, i found something out. about us," y/n turns to face luke. he does the same to her, not caring about steering the boat at this very moment.

"i don't even know how to tell you," y/n rubs her hands over her face. luke simply takes her shaking hands into his, and runs his thumbs over her knuckles.

"i'm pregnant."

luke's world stopped. maybe he thought he was just hearing things. the waves probably distorted y/n's words.

after luke still didn't respond, y/n started explaining herself.

"i was worried you wouldn't react too well to it. so i figured not telling you would be the easiest thing to do. and coming here, to greece, was the best bet."

y/n's heart broke as she watched luke stand. he silently put the steering wheel in it's locked position, before going down the stairs where the four twin beds were.

y/n knew she fucked up. she didn't know how to fix it. or if it could even be fixed.

#shelbi writes #keerysfreckles #luke castellan x reader #luke castellan #luke castellan imagine #luke castellan pjo #luke castellan fanfic #luke castellan x y/n #luke castellan x you #luke castellan x fem reader #luke castellan x fem!reader #percy jackson #pjo #pjo show #pjo tv show #pjo tv #pjo series #percy jackson and the olympians

[cdragons]

❄️ Imagine Being Luwin's Apprentice & Childhood Friends with Robb, Jon, and Theon ❄️

-> This will include headcanons about all Starks, but focus on these three dorks towards the end.

A/N: There's an utter lack of for our Kings of the North and Kraken, so this is my attempt to add to it. These might be a bit lengthy.

Here's the general dynamic of you, Robb, Jon, and Theon. I put in Hogwarts House Terms, but I in no way support JK Rowling.

Robb - Gryffindor

Jon - Hufflepuff

Theon - Slytherin

You - Ravenclaw

In the simplest terms, you hold the only brain cell.

-> Let's say you were a low-born girl on a trek to Winterfell so you could learn under Maester Luwin. You were a rare kind of low-born who knew how to read, and you wanted to learn more. Your parents didn't approve and tried to sell you off, so you ran away with a small travel sack of your journal, clothes, and some food. You cut your hair and wore breeches to look like a boy.

-> It took many days and nights, but you eventually made it to Winterfell and refused to leave until you met with Lord Eddard Stark. Needless to say, ol' Ned Stark was shocked to find the person demanding his presence was a four-foot-tall dirty child with feet caked in mud and steely eyes. He asked if something happened to your family and you immediately deeply bowed and asked if you could learn under Maester Luwin before fainting from a high fever.

-> While treating you and finding out that you were a girl, Luwin looked through your tiny journal and was shocked to find you knew your letters and could write better than his lord's children and ward. He read the passages you wrote while traveling. You drew pictures of different plants and animals and wrote your observations of them. Luwin decided right then and there that he would take you in as an apprentice. When you woke up, he told you the good news, and you were so happy you jumped in the air with a loud "WHOOP" before tackling the old man down with a hug.

-> Ned was a bit unsure, but he trusted Luwin's judgment. If his oldest advisor told him that he believed that you had great potential as a scholar, he believed him. When you were brought over to meet Lord and Lady Stark, you were shocked at how tall and imposing Ned looked. "ARE YOU A GIANT? DO YOU OWN THIS CASTLE?" were your first words to the man as a huge smile spread across your face. After being shocked for a few moments, Ned threw his head back and laughed harder than he had in ages. He patted your head and ruffled your hair. "No child, I'm no giant. But I am the lord of this castle, and your lord, too."

-> Catelyn was much more skeptical because what kind of low-born child learned how to read? When she led you to your new chambers, she asked you this, and you proudly answered her. "I taught myself! There was a traveler passing through my village one day, and I nicked his books and charcoal!" At her horrified expression, you made sure to clarify that he was already dead and you didn't take his money. That didn't really calm her down, but her husband already decided to let Luwin take you in as an apprentice, so you might as well learn how to dress and speak like a lady.

-> Jon was the first Stark child you befriended. Luwin ordered you to take a break from your lessons since you've been holed up reading and writing nonstop. You found him practicing alone in the courtyard, hitting a training dummy with a wooden sword. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" you shouted to him. Your voice startled him so much that he dropped his sword to the ground and jumped like three feet into the air. "I'm training," he answered, and when you asked if you could stay and watch, he agreed. He was shy at first, but you and he built a quick and strong friendship after a couple more times you watched him train. There would be times you convinced him to take a break from his training, and you two would explore Winterfell's nooks and crannies. Jon didn't expect to like you so quickly, but you made it too easy.

-> Strangely enough, Theon was the second boy of the trio you would meet and befriend. It didn't go as smoothly as you meeting Jon. Theon thought you were one of the new maids-in-training and decided to tease you by tugging your hair and trying to scare you with stories about his Ironborn family coming to raid and burn keeps and steal rude pretty little girls. You just shrugged and told him, "I'll just cut my hair and pretend to be a boy. I'll even not bathe to smell like one - not the first time I did that." You then asked him if he knew more stories about mermaids and if Nagga's bones really made up the Grey King's Hall on Old Wyk. From there on, it became very noticeable to everyone that although Theon was Robb's shadow, he was only really soft with you.

-> Robb was the last to meet you. His mother didn't like the idea of her son meeting and befriending a low-born girl. But one day, he got hurt and went to visit Luwin. Imagine his surprise to see a girl his age sitting with Luwin as she read from books too hard for him to read. Luwin introduced the two of you, and you asked if you could help treat Robb this time since you felt ready. Very quickly, you treated his wounds. From then on, Robb would see you before seeing Luwin. He liked how close you got when you told him what you've learned under Luwin. He liked being close enough to you that he could smell your hair. It upset him to know that Theon and Jon knew about you before he did, but his ire quickly went away when you agreed to be his friend.

-> Ever since you began your lessons under Septa Mordane, you learned the benefits of knowing your stitches since you could use this skill to treat wounds and lower the risk of infection. You didn't care so much as the other stuff, but you quickly learned the most complicated and intricate stitches, which got the septa's approval. Whenever you had time to play with the boys again, you would always carry some needle and thread with you. You'd also carry boiled vinegar if you needed a disinfectant and a balm for wound care. This proved to be EXTREMELY useful as you four continued to play and grow older.

-> Because you were learning lessons under Luwin and the septa, you had to learn how to stitch, dress, act, and talk like a lady. Lady Stark grew very fond of you, as you were surprisingly complacent and took to acting more ladylike very quickly. This was not going unnoticed by the boys, and soon, it was very quickly becoming apparent to everyone but you that the three eldest boys of Winterfell were utterly besotted with you. At this point, Luwin thought you were like a daughter and his family. He loved you very much and warned you to be careful around your friends. He encouraged you to spend more time with Sansa, Arya, and other girls your age.

-> It frustrated you, but you still listened. You didn't know what the fuss was all about. Theon, Robb, Jon, and you were friends. Yep. Just friends. No hormonal teenage feelings emerging.

-> When Bran and Rickon were old enough, you quickly became as involved in their lessons as Luwin had been for the boys. You made their lessons fun and memorable for the young boys. Luwin looks at you with so much love and pride when the boys tell him about your lessons and how happy and excited they always act whenever you teach them something new. You've even made sums and history seem fun! You were also very involved with Sansa and Arya's education. They had Septa Morgane, but they also wanted to learn under you, and before you knew it, you were teaching four children - all younger than you.

-> Rickon and Arya absolutely worshiped you. You always had time to play with Rickon and never sent him away if you were busy like his mother and father had to sometimes. For Arya, she loved how you never thought her strange and weird for being so different from Sansa. These two followed you like ducklings whenever they had free time. The sight greatly amused Ned and Catelyn, as they thought it was the funniest thing to see how two young wolves are so dedicated to following you. And you being close doesn't go unnoticed by the boys.

-> Robb and Jon would stare at you with so much longing whenever you carried Rickon in your arms and sang him lullabies. They'd grow stupidly jealous that you could kiss Rickon and Bran's cheeks and foreheads to wish them goodnight or ease their pains if they tripped or fell. They would fantasize what their lives would be like if they could court you and take you as their wife. But it could never be.

-> Robb must marry a highborn noble lady as his father's heir to continue House Stark's legacy and ensure the North's safety. He knew this fact his whole life, but knowing that you couldn't be the one he took as a wife hurt him so much. To him, you embodied all the necessary qualities to be a Lady Stark: your kindness, beauty, wit, and intellect—just to name a few. Robb would try to impress you by escorting you to feasts held in the Great Hall and remaining by your side to joke and dance with you. After every dance, he'd take your hand and lay a gentle kiss on it as you would laugh and playfully shove him. Sometimes, when the feasts got too noisy and loud, he and you would sneak to just hang out in the kitchens. He would always get a stern talking-to with his mother for not talking with other ladies, but he only wanted you. Besides, how could he regret spending the entire feast beside you with your body pressed so close to his?

-> Growing up with Jon, you obviously knew about his bastard status. But you always told him that his name "Snow" didn't matter because he was among the most wonderful and sweetest people you've ever met. Sometimes, you'd successfully manage to take his mind off it, but there were days when it felt like the entire world was staring at him for it. Either Lady Catelyn said something very cruel and hurtful to him, or Theon poked too much fun at him. On these days, you'd take a few pastries or fruits from the kitchens that you stole, grab his hand, and hide away in the Godswoods. You would share your treats and talk about everything you've learned under Luwin. Sometimes, you'd have a book with you and read him your favorite stories about magic and dragons until the sun goes down. Jon won't really have much to say. He'll nod and smile and laugh, and sometimes he'll sneak glances and wonder how could someone look so beautiful and perfect in the sunset?

-> Theon decided it was better to go about the Ironborn way and "steal" you from whatever you were doing or whomever you were with. He'd go get you whenever you were with Septa Mordane and say that Luwin had called for you or if one of the younger Starks was asking about you. He'd get you out, and two seconds later, he and you were taking walks in Winter Town and goofing off. He'd also pull some dumb teenage boy pranks to get your attention. He'd tease you by asking you questions when you're off guard and make you say embarrassing answers. When you finally realize what you said, you would get insanely flustered and whack him while he laughs. But unlike with others, he'll actually apologize to you and make it up to you by showing you how to shoot an arrow. But honestly, it's just an excuse for him to get close to you. He likes to "help" by positioning your arm and standing extra close.

A/N: I got tons more planned but I didn't want to make it too long! But please comment or reblog to let me know what you think or if you have ideas you want to drop in my ask box!

#robb stark x reader #jon snow x reader #theon greyjoy x reader #got x reader #game of thrones x reader #game of thrones imagines #a song of ice and fire #game of thrones #robb stark imagine #jon snow imagine #theon greyjoy imagine

[scumbagjaeger]

COLLEGE! PORCO HEADCANONS

starring: Porco Galliard

rating: sfw, 18+

notes: just some random ideas and headcanons I have for Porco, maybe something I'll work on more in the future! I'm a sucker for the enemies to lovers trope and I think there's a lot of potential with this one! Please enjoy, drop an ask for more!

I also wanted to dedicate this to @hangeslefteye for always being there and for getting me on the Porco bandwagon (: a true inspiration fighting for the cause (the cause being more Porco content hahah)

So before I get into these head canons (which predominately take place in a gym setting), here's some context

I'm a big fan of the Warriors being a soccer team? Maybe that's their college team! Meanwhile (y/n) is on a volleyball team, maybe just the intramural level team though because she's busy being a main character hahah :) my friends on the college team had no social lives but we're going to give (y/n) okay

But yeah definitely in one of those situations where the intramural volleyball games run late, which pisses off the Warriors who have practice immediately after? Cue Porco and (y/n) bickering a lot!

Okay so yeah they don't like each other

But just imagine that you're at the gym and you notice Porco there? With his beefy arms on full display

And you're kind of like "what?" y'know, giving him a look from across the room

You're just doing your thing, finishing up your reps on the machine and you look up again and Porco is walking towards you?

You roll your eyes at him when he's in close proximity and take your headphone out. "Can I help you?"

"It seems like you can help out the creep who's drooling over you across the floor," he scowls

You didn't even notice, but you glance behind Porco and see some random guy staring at you while he lifts weights

Porco just kind of just watches over you for the rest of your time at the gym? And it's nice? You don't want to strangle him for once?

He keeps an eye on the stranger, glaring at him whenever he gets up from his machines

But he also spots you while you're doing your chest press? And helps you set up for hip thrusts?

"You're doing your pull ups wrong, dummy. You should be angling your hips forward, not arching back," "Shut up, Porco, what do you know." "More than you, I'm minoring in kinesiology. Now here lemme--" and he waits for your nod before gently moving your hips forward.

It turns out he's finished his workout like thirty minutes ago but he's just hanging out with you now, pushing you to do one more rep and bickering to you about being able to do a heavier weight "What, you going easy today or something, (l/n)? You can add an extra 5 pounds, easy. I'll spot ya."

At one point he shows you how much he can bench because, yeah, he hates you, but he's a guy who will take any excuse to show off his muscles lmao we know this man is disciplined as hell in the gym

But when you lean over the bench to spot him, you notice the twinge of pink on his ears?

Unrelated but his hair from chapter 119? That's what his hair looks like while he's working out oh lord

Let's say you already did your cardio earlier? Too bad Porco is guiding you to the treadmills

Okay but let's say you suck at running and Porco gives you so much shit for it? You just hate treadmill-running though, and you don't really need to run much for volleyball anyway, just a couple laps to warm up

You're sweating and miserable and Porco offers to buy you a post-workout smoothie as a reward for running ten minutes lmao

"If you don't like treadmill-running, I take this one route through the town that ends near Liberio Park? My brother and I used to run that when he went here" (Marcel is a doctor and alive in this AU)

And you kind of look at him like * "I don't really like to run alone either?"

"What? Why not?"

"It's not really safe?"

And he gets kind of quiet and mutters to you, "Well, I usually go in the mornings, if you wanted to come with?"

And you just look at him, incredulous. And he looks away and sips his smoothie "--only if you want to, I guess."

And so you agree to meet him outside of campus the next day and you start your run together! He definitely has way more endurance than you as a soccer player though oops

It's so obvious that he could be going way faster but he jogs to keep up with you, and stops to walk with you when you need a break

You catch him smiling at you when you stop to admire some of the flowers that are blooming outside of the park. "What?"

"Your face is all red and sweaty," this man has W rizz

Turns out there's also a wellness-type cafe near the park so you both get post-workout smoothies again and walk back towards campus

Thanks for reading! I'd love to hear your thoughts on this or if you'd like more! My dream would be to start a college series with the main boys, maybe even developing fics for each of them!! If this is something you're interested in, please let me know! Leave an ask for any ideas or requests for Porco or the others!

#porco galliard #porco galliard x reader #porco galliard x you #porco galliard imagines #porco galliard headcanons #snk #shingeki no kyojin #attack on titan #aot #snk boyfriends #snk imagines #headcanons #college!porco #mine #college au #college series

[princesscolumbia]

Return to Recipient - A Ranma 1/2 fanfic

Summary:

Ranma hasn't been feeling right for as long as he can remember, and he just figured that's normal. But after Jusenkyo, and especially after Jusendo, the feeling of "wrongness" has been getting more and more noticeable... ...because he doesn't feel it in his cursed form. He continues to just cope, keeping his struggle to himself, until he finds a letter tucked into his old travel pack addressed to him, written by him, from a 48 hour period that he doesn't remember and nobody will talk to him about.

Notes:

During the writing of 🔞 And at This Point I'm Afraid to Ask 🔞, I realized I was speed-running Ranma's egg-to-hatched trans journey and made an author's note of that. In the comments for that work, I got a note bemoaning the fact that I didn't spend more time on Ranma's realization, coming out, and social transition as a woman while understanding my reasoning. I replied stating that I needed a good hook, something that hadn't been hammered to death by other authors, and at the time I didn't have anything. I really got it in my head that I should do something, so I posted to Tumblr and started putting it out to the universe that I was Poly Transwoman Author Seeking Story Inspiration and Motivation, in Open Relationship with current WIPs. I was scrolling through the "Ranma 1/2" tag this morning trying to find something I hadn't read when I bumped into Dear Diary by JaquiK. I've read it, of course, and it's short and, for what it sets out to do, good. "Feels like it needs more," says I, "Wish the author would continue it, make something more of it than they did." The little author that lives in my head rent free and looks remarkably like Ranma-chan ran up behind me and socked me in the back of my head, "Dummy! There's your plot hook!" Then she backed a dump truck up and dropped about 3/4 of a story's worth of ideas on me. With the 2023 holidays in full swing (it's Cyber Monday as I type this) I'm not sure how quickly I'll get to outlining this or getting chapters 2-5 out (my personal metric for whether the author is serious about a work is if they have 5 chapters out. This has been a solid rule of thumb for long-form fiction and hasn't failed me regardless of fandom), but I wanted to get at least chapter 1 out as quickly as possible. Tags will be added as I add more chapters, mostly because my writing process means I'm not sure what tags will apply until I'm writing something that necessitates them. 😋 I hope you enjoy it.

Preview below the cut

He had opened it and read the letter. Halfway through he realized he was shaking and that was when he'd vacated to the roof. He finished reading it fairly quickly, read it again, and then again. He was sure it was a fake of some sort at first, but it was like there was a voice in the back of his head telling him it was the genuine article. Not a 'voice,' per se, but like he could hear it in his girl-form's voice as he read it, like a memory of her reading it to herself after she'd written it to make sure it made sense. After, he'd sat there for nearly half an hour, watching as the sky turned deeper blue in anticipation of the sunset. Sighing for reasons he couldn't articulate yet, he looked at the top of the paper, noting the date again. It'd been written months earlier, on a day that was a big gap in Ranma's memory. This wasn't unusual for him, of course, his memory was notoriously spotty. This particular gap stood out, however, because he hadn't been able to tease the memory out no matter how he worked it, and everyone in the house behaved...weird whenever he asked about it. That more than anything told him that whatever had happened was significant enough the be memorable...about a time he had no memory.

He read the letter again,

Dear Ranma Saotome, I hope quite sincerely that you never find this letter, that you won't ever need to find it because you won't have come back. That sounds awful, but if you're back, then that means that I'm gone. I woke up this morning, and for once in my life I felt right. I didn't realize until it'd been explained to me by Akane that I didn't belong. I'm somehow in your body, awake and alive and able to be just me, and all thanks to Jusenkyo. And, apparently, a smack on the head with a pan. I love Akane, but she has such a temper. And I do feel ALIVE. I have your memories, but they're so...cloudy, so dark and hazy. When I make myself remember them, it's like a layer of shadow and pain is over all of them. It hurt so much to be you that I can understand why you hid away and I came out. Your body makes me feel wrong.  I don't know what it means, how it happened or why I'm here. I think maybe a doctor might be able to help, but then we'd have to explain about the...'curse.' I don't like calling it a curse, that would mean it was bad. For me, it's not. It's wonderful and beautiful and it means I get to exist in a body that doesn't make me feel like I'm wrong. Uncle Tendo splashed me with hot water and turned me into a boy, and it was horrible. I wanted to climb out of my skin to make the wrongness stop. Don't get me wrong, I understand that you're quite handsome, in another world I could probably see you and consider you a fine catch, maybe even try to make you my husband somehow. But to be wearing your body felt like looking down and seeing a

At this point there were several attempts to write a kanji, each attempt being scratched out with the pen. Finally, the writer of the letter managed to put down what they were trying to say;

cat and not being able to get away from it. Being a boy felt horrible and wrong. You're welcome to it, I never could. In case I haven't made it clear, I'm a woman. Well, I suppose I'm still a girl, but I'm growing up to be a woman and I have dreams of being like big sis Kasumi and keeping a nice house and getting flowers, maybe planting a garden. I want to be married, but I guess I haven't grown up enough yet, because I don't think I like boys yet. I keep imagining a future where I'm married and being a housewife, but all I can see as a 'husband' is Akane. Isn't that silly? She's a tomboy, but she's not that much of a boy! ヾ(≧▽≦*)o In case you do read this letter, take care of Akane. She took good care of me today, even though it was very obvious she missed you terribly. I'm writing this in our room as I'm trying to sleep, hoping that it will help with my racing thoughts and the feeling of loneliness; father is refusing to sleep in the room, he considers me disgraceful. I find without someone else around I cannot sleep. I imagine that's because, from what I remember, that's the only life you've ever known, and technically you and I are the same person. If you are reading this, then I'm gone. Please find a way to stop that awful pain you carry with you. I experienced it for only a few hours, you've had it for your entire life. As strong as you are, as much of a martial artist as everyone says, I can only imagine that much pain will break you someday. Love, Ranma Saotome

Pain... thought Ranma. She called it pain.

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#fanfiction #fanfic #nanowrimo #note to self #egg cracking moment #trans female character #transgender #lgbtqia #lgbt #lgbtq+ #ranma ½ #ranma #ranma saotome #ranma 1/2 #tofu ono #doctor tofu #doc tofu

[artimisi]

Chapter 2

POV: lifeline

Because the games begin very early and every legend must be up and prepared by 7am, Ajay was accustomed to rising early and getting everything ready for the day. Since what happened between her and Sliva, communication has been sporadic; there have been calls and texts back and forth.

[After everything your father has had you endure? Considering everything we've gone through, he adds, "I loved you once, and now he just has you wrapped around his damn finger." This is the worst thing you've ever done. Normally I can forgive you for these things, but I don't suppose I can after this.]

As that conversion leaves her thoughts, she quickly uses the second magazine of her P2020. During a brief period of silence, her phone rings repeatedly without pausing.

The more frequently the phone rings, the louder and more out of control it feels. It always gives me the impression that it is only there to annoy me.

“Silva, why don't you understand that I don't want to talk to you?”

Before all hell could break out, her phone chimes for the last time, and as she checks it, she discovers that he has texted her.

[Hey Shay, are you still upset about what happened earlier? ]

Before she could stop herself, rage took over as a result of frustration. She shot the dummy ten times in a row as one tear fell from her

eye.

The firing range was filled with the sound of a whistle.

“With aim like that, you would have made a good salvonien.” Her rough but steady voice pierced the air.

Maggie catches her eye as she turns.

“What is it that has you so agitated this early in the day?”

”I Was only relieving unneeded stress”

"Who is making yah feel this way? " she questions, a curious grin pasted across her otherwise somewhat weathered face.

“Silva, and I'm not sure what to do with him ya know it’s like all I’ve done with him feels like it was nothing. It was just the two of us against the world now, and it feels like a slap in the face, she said as her tears began to well up, but she immediately stopped them.

Do you realize that tiny twerp is merely restraining you? "If I were you, I'd walk out on him honestly. Can you list the cases where he really helped you?" Maggie looks his way with a pretty intense expression on her face.

Ye, I can think of a few.

As she’s sits there in thought

Maggie disappears from the firing range, before Ajay had a chance to speak, and before she did, she made an unheard-of muttered remark.

Maggie yells as she exits, "See yah in the games doc."

*After one hour*

Each legend shows up some alone like bloodhound and a select few came in groups like valk and loba or wattson and crypto.

I've been noticing Crypto and Wattson together a lot lately, which makes me question if something is up with them.

announcer: "Here is your squad.”

Ya would think I would be used to hearing that being said , but it always sneaks up on me.

When she turns around, she sees Rampart, Gibby, and herself. After us, you can see the champions, pathfinder, crypto, and wattson appear on the screen. as she scans the other legends in the room. Elliot appears pale and tense when he sees the champions.

"I wonder what's up with Elli?”

After the funeral, he's been sort of out of it lately. Before she could think anymore of it.

In less than a minute, her team makes it to a hot drop. Every time her team lands a hot drop, she is so irate that it makes her feel as though she is playing a rigged carnival game. After one round, the announcer says, "Squad eliminated." She didn't mind leaving so early because it would enable her to reach her other job more quickly.

She then heals herself and her team before getting ready to help at the healing station.

Patients are hurried into healing pods on the left and right. She is asked to check in on the previous team as she runs around checking everyone's vital signs. Ajay glances up to witness the replay of crypto‘s team eliminating mirage’s squad. If you ask her, that was a tad brutal, but since this is a blood sport, what else would you do?

Even though vantage and wraith were unharmed despite the fact that all of their damage appeared to be the same. But Elliot caught her attention since he was recovering more slowly than usual.

"So what's got ya so deep in sleep Eli?" she said after all the tests she had done came back negative. A split second after she leaves his side, Elliot comes to .

“Elliott, I saw it took ya a little longer to get up than normal. She explained to him why her loud Jamaican accent was echoing off the walls.“

“Well, knowing that I'm in good care was comforting,'' he tells her with a warm smile. Yeah, you're in the best hands of all of Solace, damnit.”

“However, I'm glad you're awake because I briefly worried about you.”

I'm good. Additionally, since I'm me, you can never go wro- elli I’m serious. Although she initially has a harsh expression, the more you look at her, the more pity you can detect.

“How are you doing, Eli?

He immediately sidesteps my query by bringing up the ways in which other things are rather than what we both know to be incorrect.

Wit, I'm talking! "Ya, Kim, what's going on?" It seemed like a long time passed before anyone talked again in the empty room. It appeared as though you could cut the silence.

I immediately felt awful for pressing him as he described his feelings to me. Elli I’m gonna given you some space. I'm sorry to hear that, but please know that you have people to talk to. I abruptly left the room before he could say anything.

"Is that really all there was or is there more to it?"

#apex fanfic #apex mirage #apex legends #fanfic angst #apex #lifeline #apex lifeline #pov

[lyseries]

favourite run bts moments ✩  ↳ ep. 116: jin calling namjoon out while also having his pants match his hair

#networkbangtan #hyunglinenetwork #armysource #btsgif #dailybts #namjoongifs #namjin #mine* #knj* #ksj* #runmoments #everything about this is so funny to me #look at yoongi's face when joon misses the ball KSJDFHSJD #i didn't add it in but he says 'are you a dummy' after he drops it 😭😭😭 #then the office camera zoom + jin just calling joon out I JUSTSKDJFHSK

[h2bakugou]

hitoshi x reader where denki and reader have been friends their whole lives, and after introducing the two, both hitoshi and y/n start going to denki about their feelings for each other and how much they struggle

denki eventually gets sick of it and starts finding different ways to get them together (eventually ending with them being like "oh i didn't think you liked me" and finally dating

maybe a bonus scene of denki's reaction to seeing them together and being like "hecking finally"

- 🪶

a/n: hii love!! this is a really cute idea omg i love this sm <3 i hope you enjoy it!!

summary: denki's been your childhood friend since, well childhood. when he introduces you to a certain lavendar-haired boy, you find yourself opening up to denki about your crush, and so does someone else.

key: (y/n) - your name / (f/n) - first name / (l/n) - last name / (e/c) - eye color / (h/c) - hair color / (y/q) - your quirk

warnings: swearing, fluff

word count: 2.1k

;cut for length;

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The electric blonde has been your childhood friend for years. You grew up together, you told each other pretty much everything. There was the occasional talk about crushes, boys, girls, and whatever else you could talk about while growing up.

You'd always been there for each other, and now you were both attending U.A., and being in the same class had been proven to be a bit of a task for Mr. Aizawa.

The day had pretty much just started, and Denki had asked you to come with him on your first break. You were almost always hanging out with him anyway, so you were a bit confused as to why he'd wanted you to come with him.

"Hitoshi!" Denki called out, alerting both you and the lavender-haired boy of your presence.

"Oh, hi Kami-" Hitoshi falls silent as he stares at the person beside Denki. You.

Shinso feels the world stop for a few seconds as he stares at you. He's honestly speechless.

Much like you are. You'd heard about this boy now that you've heard his name, and staring at him, you can feel your heart swell in your chest. He's so handsome.

"I thought I would introduce you two! Maybe we could all go hang out together this weekend since we won't have classes." Denki's sudden plans that would include this cute boy makes your face heat up. You begin to feel self-conscious, flattening your uniform, or tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as you glance at Denki.

"We're off for once?" You question.

"Yeah! We could go do laser tag, or watch a movie in my dorm?" Denki offers, grinning. His intentions had been pure, just wanting to introduce two friends.

"Oh, I totally forgot! Hitoshi, this is (Y/n), (Y/n) this is-"

"Hitoshi, Shinso." Hitoshi speaks up, and your heart throbs in your chest at the sound of his voice. It's oddly charming. And so is the soft scent of sage and teakwood that surrounds him. It had to be his cologne, whatever it was though, you enjoyed it.

"It's nice to meet you." You speak up, extending a hand to shake. Shinso glanced own before placing his palm in yours, giving you a gentle handshake. His touch is electrifying and sends sparks coursing through your veins as you pull away.

"Yeah." Shinso looks back at Kaminari, who's beaming at him, a shit-eating grin on his lips. Kaminari was reading Shinso like a book.

"Well, we've got to get back to classes! We'll talk our plans over later!"

And with that, Kaminari is yanking you back down the hall, running to make it back to class on time.

During lunch, your phone pings, signaling you've been added to a group chat. You immediately recognize Kaminari's number, his contact labeled 'kami :D' popping up followed an unknown number.

who's that?

The number asks. You see Kaminari typing a response.

It's (y/n) dummy, add them into your contacts🙄🙄

You realize this number must be Shinso, so you decide to type a reply.

it's shinso right? i'll add u too ^^

You quickly add Shinso's contact into your phone and put a purple heart beside his name. Kaminari glances over at your phone and giggles.

"A heart already? You just met!" Kaminari teases and you're plastering your hand over his mouth to keep him from speaking too loud.

"Shut up! I just think he's sweet! Besides do we need to talk about your contact info for-"

"Okay! Okay!" Kaminari quickly shushes you, not wanting his current crush to find out about whatever their contact info is.

A few days go by, and after your hangout session with Kaminari and Shinso, you find yourself falling for him more and more.

But Shinso is the one that drops the first hint to Kaminari.

"So is (Y/n) seeing anyone?" Shinso asks, helping Kaminari clean his cartilage piercing.

"What like romantically?" Kaminari asks, sitting up with his ear turned to face Shinso while his cold fingers brushed against his ear.

"Yes, you idiot. Do they have like a boyfriend or girlfriend?" Shinso asks. He's nervous.

"Nope! (Y/n) hasn't talked to me about a crush or anything. They're always showing me these fictional people though. Why? You know someone that likes them~" Kaminari wiggles his brows at the purple-haired boy.

"Shut up. 'm just askin'." Shinso is finally done with the cotton swab and tosses it before letting Kaminari go, his fresh piercing all clean.

Suddenly a knock on the door pulls them away from the conversation and Kaminari is on his toes opening it to reveal you in some goofy pajamas.

"I'm ready for pizza and mario-" Your face contorts in horror as you stare at Shinso on his bed, out of uniform in something dark and mysterious, a loose dark plaid button-up and dark jeans.

"Nevermind! Sorry for bugging you!" You yell and run back to your dorm, hiding your face in embarrassment.

"Wait! I wanted pizza!" Kaminari calls out to you in the hallway but you don't turn around.

Shinso's face is red when Kaminari turns back to look at him.

You looked so cute, and so effortlessly- You weren't trying to impress anyone, yet you looked stunning. In nothing but some silly matching pajamas that Denki most likely had a pair to match, you looked so cute.

"You didn't tell me you ate pizza and played Mario Kart..." Shinso says, faking hurt in his sentence.

"Oh shut up! Go to their dorm and see if they wanna come back up, I'll get it set up." Denki sighs.

Shinso's on the move, making his way to your dorm thanks to Kaminari's excellent directions. Knocking on your door, he feels nervous, anxious even. His heart's pounding in his chest and then cool air washes over him as you open your door.

"Kami I'm sorry I-" You freeze as you stared at the boy in front of you.

"Ohmygod." You say quietly, quickly hiding yourself behind your door.

"Hi!!" You speak up, glancing at him from behind your door.

"Why are you hiding behind your door?" Shinso asks, a small smile on his lips.

"Your pj's are cute."

It echoes in your head, over. and over. and over again.

Your pj's are cute.

You slowly reveal yourself and look away.

"So, did Kami send you down here?" You ask quietly.

"He did, he wants you to come back up, and if it's alright with you, I'd like to hang out too, though I don't have any cool pj's to wear."

Shinso's voice calms you down, though your heart still seems to beat faster and faster.

"I actually, um, hang on. You can come in!" You allow him into your dorm, and he doesn't decline.

He glances around, admiring the pictures of you and Kami. He giggles about how silly young Denki looks with his hair all crazy and spiked up.

"You guys have been friends for a while it looks."

"Since kindergarten! He shocked me on accident, and when he apologized, we just sorta clicked. Been besties ever since." You search through your drawers and eventually find a kitty onesie that was a bit too big for you.

"I think this should fit you."

"It's kitty onesie, though you don't have to wear it!"

"Did you say kitty?" Shinso's ears perk up and you nod. He graciously takes it and the two of you leave to return to Denki. Shinso changes in his bathroom.

It smells like you, and Shinso has to stop himself from smelling the hood every five seconds as he leaves. You just smell so sweet, it's kind of alarming how soothing it is.

You all play and it's a great night, until Denki decides to play a scary movie after. You're sandwiched between the boys but begin to doze off about halfway through the movie.

Your head leans on Shinso's shoulder while you doze off, and he notices right away. He glances at Kaminari who only gives him a reassuring wink.

"You're stupid." Shinso whispers.

"They like to cuddle~" Kaminari suggests.

Shinso graciously lays an arm over you, hugging you to his chest as you readjust in your sleep. You're so warm, and Shinso begins to doze off too.

When you wake up in the morning, you've been covered up by a fuzzy blanket, but the warmth radiating under you is the most alarming.

Your sleepy eyes open to see the purple-haired boy you have a crush on, under you. Your eyes widen but you don't move away. Instead, you lay back down, not wanting to wake him.

His arm rests around you, and his breathing is so calming. It lulls you back to sleep.

You don't talk about that night much afterward, until you're knocking on Kami's door at one in the morning after a bad dream.

"Is Shinso single?" You ask quietly.

"Yeah, why ya askin' me though?" Kaminari hugs you, your head resting on his shoulder.

"I'm too nervous to ask him." You giggle.

"So you like him?"

"Yeah. He's really sweet, and super cute too." You admit, pulling away to stare at your best friend.

"I'm totally not his type though."

"I'm going to beat you up." Kaminari jokes. You shake your head and laugh.

"He's gotta be into like super hardcore goth punk rock-"

"You're so oblivious." Kaminari interrupts you. You roll your eyes and get comfortable on the edge of his bed, snuggling with one of his plushies.

"Just go to sleep, you idiot." You throw another plushy at him.

"You're in my dorm! I can and will kick you out." Denki huffs.

"As if. You need my snoring as your white noise." You tease him.

"You're so mean to me." Denki pouts.

By the same time next week, Denki's heard Shinso's confession about his crush on you, and every little detail about what both of you had to say about the other.

And Denki was honestly tired of it, endearingly of course. So he was setting you two up.

"I need you to meet me here at two. Wear something cute." Is what the text had said. You repeated it as you put together a cute outfit.

Shinso had received the same text and was just wearing something casual like he usually did.

However, when you both spotted each other and not Denki, you began to realize what was happening.

"He's not coming, is he?" You spoke softly, staring at the attractive boy in front of you.

"I guess not." Shinso looks over at the cafe you're standing outside. It's a cat cafe.

"Well, if you're not busy, wanna grab a bite to eat?" Shinso offers, nodding toward the cafe.

"I'd really like that, actually. Thank you." You smile. He offers his hand and you take it gracefully, smiling at how warm it is.

Shinso's phone pings halfway through your piece of cake with a message from Kaminari.

nows ur chance dude, ask them out

Shinso swallows his fear and looks up at you. You're so beautiful, even all dressed up, you look adorable.

You're petting an all-white kitty that's laying in your lap.

"Hey, (Y/n)?" Shinso gets your attention.

"Mhm?" You hum, smiling at him.

"Do you wanna, maybe do this again sometime?" He asks, a blush on his cheeks.

"Like, as a date?" You ask, your own face heating up.

"Yeah. As a date, and as a couple." He glances over at a pretty black cat that begins to nudge your arm for a few pets as well.

"I'd like that." You smile, your heart swelling.

"Then it's settled."

Afterward, neither of you can contain your excitement. Walking back to the dorm with your hand in his, Kaminari is elated.

"Finally." He sighs.

"Finally?!" You both say in unison.

"You should've confessed the day you met. I had to listen to you two being sappy about one another for two weeks straight."

Both you and Shinso feel flustered at Kaminari's comment.

"But it's okay. I love you two so I'll tolerate it. But you two better get along or no more pizza and Mario Kart. You'll have to deal with Bakugou, and I don't think you'll enjoy buying a new controller every time you want to play."

Kaminari was genuinely happy to see you both together, and both be happy.

"Thanks, for you know." You nudge him while sitting on his bed, Shinso was gone, using the bathroom.

"What are you talking about. I didn't help. You two just finally confessed. You did that on your own."

"Yeah but, you made me feel confident about it." You smile.

"That's what I'm here for!" Kaminari smiles.

You couldn't ask for a better friend, or a better boyfriend.

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masterlist

#shinso #shinsou #hitoshi #shinso hitoshi #shinsou hitoshi #hitoshi shinso #hitoshi shinsou #shinso x reader #shinsou x reader #hitoshi x reader #shinsou hitoshi x reader #shinso hitoshi x reader #hitoshi shinso x reader #hitoshi shinsou x reader #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #mha #bnha #my hero academia x reader #boku no hero academia x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader

[myafterlifeisbetterthenyours]

Welcome, Father...

"Tell us, demon scum." The male agent grabbed the light from the female agent, shoving it in his face, "Who do you work for? Satan?"

"How did you get to our world from the afterlife?"

"Why are youse killing humans?"

"When did you show up here?"

The damned agents finally stoped passing the lights about, giving him a moment to adjust to the situation.

"Okay, I'm gonna stop you right there, bitch." He snapped at the humans, "First of all, we just woke up from a very nasty shock and I'm still feeling fuckin' woozy, so I'm gonna request you fetch us some coffee before we get into this. I mean, everyone gets coffees in shitty movies with scenes like this, am I right? I want something iced, bitch." Looking over his shoulder, he asked his employee, "Mox?"

Raising his nose, Moxxie began, "I'll have a Neopolitan cappuccino, more cappu than cino, make sure it's got no more than four ounces of milk, the beans won't have the right texture otherwise, and make sure they spell my name correctly on the cup they always put "Foxy" or "Roxy", I hate that."

"If you can't handle that, I'll have a Venti traditional Misto. Please use soy milk with two blond shots Affogato and Ristretto. I'd also love three vanilla pumps at the very bottom. Then, add the coffee after, then-"

"Enough!" The male agent snapped, "We aren't getting youse coffee!"

"Wow, I was getting massive douche chills just there, Mox." He told him proudly, "Congrats!"

"If we have to, we are willing to resort to torture methods to get answers out of you nasty hell beasts!" The female agent failed to sound threatening.

"When you say "tortured", do you mean physical or psychological?" Moxxie asked in his typical know-it-all tone, "Physical seems counterproductive; we would likely tell you anything if it meant an end to the pain, and you have no way of knowing what was true." He spouted at the humans.

"Or we might like it too much." He but in, "And then you got a whole new thing to deal with."

The male agent leaned down, raising a bore "What do you mean by that?"

"Oh, you're stupid, huh? I can work with stupid. Daddy Likey Dummy!" Blitzø taunted the agent.

"Good one sir, Daddy likey-" Moxxie sputtered, squirming in his chair.

"You better stop laughin' at us." The female agent threatened.

"Yeah! You're the ones at our mercy!" The male agent yelled at him, grabbing his collar

"It's hard to resist, I'm really sorry. I mean, considering your approach thus far, you've had us tied up here for what, hours?" Mox cut in, "And you haven’t even had us confirm what exactly we are!" Moxxie mocked the agents like the nerd he was.

"What are you?" The female agent asked, a curious tone coming to the females voice.

"I'm a Virgo." Moxxie told her, smugness dripping from his voice.

Both Imps burst into laughter, the agents only getting more frustrated.

Just as the male agent was gonna snap at them, the door to the room suddenly swung open.

An unnatural amount 9f light poured into the room, blinding them all for a brief moment. Once there eyes adjust, they found a silhouette standing in the doorway.

They were dressed in black, looking up a distinct shine came from his eyes, the figure wearing glasses.

Walking into the room, the figure spoke, "The question isn't what they are? The question is why there here?" He spoke cryptically.

Stepping closer the male agent came to meet the stranger halfway, "Who da Hell ah' you and how'd you get in here?" The male agent demanded.

Raising his gaze the stranger wore a smile.

The agent noticeably reacted. Stumbling back "F-f-f-father Cain... W-what are you's doin here?" He sputtered.

This 'father' just smile at him, "My associates informed me you acquired two new specimens." He looked at him, "I've come to process them." He spoke menacingly.

Father cain looked over the agents shoulder, gazing at him and Moxxie. "Excellent job My child. I always knew my faith was well placed." The father told the agent, patting his shoulder.

The agent seemed taken aback, "Th-thank you Sir." He spoke, a lone tear sliding down his cheek.

"Father Cain?" The female agent asked, walking up to 'father' Cain. "Last I heard you were down at some beach on Spring break."

Smiling at the pair, father cain raised a finger, "Ive no time for such hedonistic pleasures. Not while the Lords work is to be done" He said happily.

"Now" He began cheerfully "I need a table if I am to do my work." He spoke firmly, raising a medium sized doctors bag, that seemed to appear from nowhere.

The male agent snapped to attention, quickly running about before rushing into the back room.

Walking forwards, Father Cain removed his glasses, staring down at him. "My, my, my, they certainly did a good job. Quite a pair of specimens you have here." He spoke to himself.

Raising a brow, Blitzø wore a little grin. "Oh yeah? You should see my junk, now thats a specimen." He spoke in his usual cocky tone.

'Father' Cain just smiled, slowly walking around to Moxxie inspecting him as well. "And unharmed, very impressive." The 'Father' told the female agent.

A moment later, the male agent returned, awkwardly dragging in a large wooden table. Dropping it down, he gave a few deep puffs, "There ya go 'Fatha', will this do?"

'Father' Cain smiled told him, gratefully telling him "That will do perfectly, thank you my child."

Walking over, the 'Father' placed his bag down before opening it and pulling out a myriad of odd and strange objects.

There was a series of shiny items and tools. Although a small wooden case caught his attention, the Imp couldn't help but think it didn't belong.

"Hey, uh, you guys seem pretty chummy and we'd hate to be a third wheel, so we'd be happy to leave you to it." He cut in smugly, hoping to get a rise from one of them.

And that he did, the male agent trying to snap at him, only to be tempered by this 'Father' Cain

Calming down, the male agent asked, "What did you mean, when you came in Sit. That it's not "What they are, it's why there here?'"

Smiling, Father Cain patted his shoulder, "I'm glad you caught that, I always knew you were sharp."

He smoke warmly, "I said that because, simply put. I know what they are. They are Imps." He said it simply.

That actually surprised him, even Moxxie reacted, releasing the slightest gasp.

Looking over the father just had a eerie smile, clearly happy with there reaction.

Both agents looked confused, "Imps?" They asked each other.

The father released a deep sigh, "Yes, Imps. Imps are the very lowest of the low in hell, as well as the lowest of the Hellbornes, or Hellspawn, I can never seem to remember which is the proper term."

Walking over, Father Cain placed a finger under his chin, raising his head to meet his gaze. "Your responsible for the death of a two hundred and sixty three humans." He told him coldly.

"Yeah, but I wanna know is why?" The female agent asked, "If they were just killing humans for shits and giggles, why not just kill wherever and whenever?" She asked.

Nodding his head, "Because..." Father Cain stood up, "They do serve a higher demon, but not Satan."

Standing up, the 'Father' walked to his bag, pulling a yellow folder out. "They've killed hundreds, and the only thing that connects them...? Death."

There was another pause, before he spoke again, "But not there deaths. Each person they've killed has had someone directly related to there lives die in the past decade."

Walking over to the Imps, the 'Father' showed them a series of pictures. Blitzø recognised them... they were targets they'd killed.

"There not killing them for a demon lord, there killing them for other human souls. I imagine with a the ability to travel to the human world, you've turned revenge into a buisness." He said simply, tossing the pictures to the side.

Crouching down, the 'Father' stared at him coldly before asking "Who's book did you use to get here, Demon?"

Blitzø stared back at him, the Imp doing his best to keep calm. But he could tell this human was clearly more dangerous than the other two idiot 'demon hunters'.

Standing up, 'Father' Cain told the other agents coldly, "Leave us. Remove any cameras. I dont want any sort of witness."

"What?" The female agent asked aghast, "We caught these 'Imps' there our score and we'll be interrogating them." She snapped at the 'Father', only for the the father to calmly stare at her.

Before he could speak, the male agent grabbed her by the wrist, dragging her out of the room he spoke hastily "P-please forgive her, Sir. She doesn't fully understand the importance of your work."

The female agent put a fight, but was quickly pulled out of the room, slamming it behind him.

Now with just the three of them, 'Father' Cain removed his glasses before placing them on the table.

Stretching his neck, he removed the white collar piece at the front of his shirt, placing it in his coat pocket.

"Now" he began coldly "shall we begin the fun?"

Turning around, Blitzø decided now was a good time to speak up. "Fun, aye? What kinda fun we talkin. Shots, blow, maybe a good old fashioned threesome?" He asked, hoping to get under this 'Father' Cain's skin.

He was surprised, however, when the 'Father' just laughed, glancing over his shoulder at him.

"Your tricks won't work on me demon. I'm used to your tricks by now." He spoke happily, grabbing a small gun like object. Placing that down, he inspected a series of bottles.

Swallowing the lump in his throat, Blitzø spoke up. "You clearly know more us then those dumbass agent dickwads did, so... what's your game?" He asked, trying to be serious.

The human stopped for a moment, looking over his shoulder, he spoke up, "I know much about you. For instance, your the other Imps boss, hence he calls you Sir." He spoke coyly, still inspecting the myriad of items he'd brought.

"I also know you've killed people on three different continants, although I wonder how many you came up to kill specifically and how many were collateral." He spoke again.

Turning around he held a small bottle, walking forwards he leaned over Blitzø "I also know you can only get to the living world if your a succubus, a demon lord, or... you have a Grimoire."

Blitzø chuckled, "What is that some kinda fish?" He asked, trying to play dumb.

The 'Father' chuckled, shaking his head, "Besides how do you know I'm not a succubus, I can hold my own in the sack." He spoke smugly.

The 'Father' stared at him, an eerie smile crossing his lips.

"You want to know how i know what you are?" He asked coldly, cold eyes sending a shiver down his spine and not in the good way.

Before he could ask what I was, the father reach forwards, ripping a hole in his pants leg. "What the fuck?!" He yelled at him, "These are my good pants!"

Not minding him, the 'Father' removed a second bottle. "This" He showed him a small blue bottle, "Is poisen to Succubus." He said simply, opening the bottle and revealing an eye dropper, dropping two little droplets on his leg.

Nothing happened, the cool liquid sliding down and observing into his pant leg. Putting the bottle away He showed the original brown bottle, "This... is for Imps." He said simply.

Opening the bottle, it revealed another eye drop, holding it over his thigh, he dropped a single drop on his leg.

This time his whole body reacted, he pulled against his bindings as he released a blood curdling screech.

It felt like someone was jamming a molten hot poker into his thigh. It went on for minutes, the Imp whining in pain. "What the fuck do you want you sick fuck?!" Blitzø yelled at him.

A small smile crossed the 'Father's' lips before he stood up and told him "I want to show you something."

Walking over to the table, he grabbed that wooden case before bringing it over to the Imps.

Crouching down besides the both of them, he told the both of them "These are my most prized possessions." He spoke warmly, running his hand across the wooden case.

"What'cha got there? Ya dildo collection?" He tried to sound smug, though the Imp was still writhing in pain.

He heard moxxie tried to laugh, but it died in his throat, the smaller Imp still terrified by his boss's earlier reaction.

Opening the case, he revealed several colourful arrow heads, each one varying in size, shape and colour.

It took a long time, the imp looking over the arrow heads before he realised, 'Those aren't arrow heads... there demon tails.'

"Fuck..." Blitzø gasped, he heard Moxxie sputter out a similar cuss, just as scared behind him.

The 'Father' on the other hand, seemed quite proud, gently trailing his fingers across the tail heads.

"These are my life's work" He spoke calmly, "I've dedicated my life to hunting demons like you." He trailed his fingers across the tails, "Most of these are from Succubus. They can come and go from my world to yours the easiest, so most of the demons we find are Succubus."

He pointed to two crimson tail tips, "But these two... these two are special."

Leaning in, he spoke gently "These two... are from Imps." The revelation seemed to bring bile into the back of Blitzøs throat.

"Jesus..." moxxie said shakily, turning his head and throwing up.

Blitzø took a deep breath, doing his best not to throw up. Looking back at the human he found him holding up a tail head.

"This one" he told him, twirling it between his fingers, "I got at a little beach city. The city getting my attention after a giant demonic fish had popped up. Sound familiar." He asked with a smirk.

"Unfortunately most of them had used there demonic charm to escaped the police before I arrived... key word being, 'most'." He told him, turning his attention back on the tail head.

"I got this one from a succubus. She hid herself as a chubby little black woman. She played dumb, just like you, and much like you she was cocky and ignorant." Placing the tail tip into the container, he said coldly, "But now..."

He left the question open, clearly trying get in there heads. The problem being... it was working.

Standing up the human didn't speak for several long moments, before he placed the case on Blitzøs lap, gently telling him "Hold this"

Blitzø's whole body froze up, a deep sickness growing in his stomach as he felt the cool wooden case on his lap.

The human walked over to the mirror Blitzø only just noticed. The human stared at it for a long moment, the silence in the room becoming palpable.

Until the silence was dashed when the 'Father' smashed his arm through the mirror, before throwing his body back smashing the male agent through the mirror and slamming him into the wall.

Looking at his slumped form, 'Father Cain turned back to the now broken mirror, finding the terrified female agent standing there.

Releasing a deep sigh, the 'father' began climbing in through the now broken double sided mirror.

"It was your doing, wasn't it?" He asked, "I said I needed no witnesses, but you always did hold him back. What a waste of potential." The 'Father' told her, before grabbing her and dragging her through the window.

Bringing her to her knees, he grasped the sides of her head.

The woman desperately clawing at his arms. The female agent releasing a desperate cry for mercy as he began crushing her head.

Blood began trailing from her eyes and nose, crying out until her head splattered between his hands, sending a splatter of bone and brain matter across his face.

Dropping her now destroyed head, he realised it, the now sludge like head hit the ground with a wet splat.

Before the 'Father' flicked his hands, looked back at the Imps, "What the fuck are you?!" Blitzø yelled at him.

The human only smiled, walking over, he gently grabbed the wooden case before walking back over and placing it on the table.

Walking over to the now collapsed male agent, he placed his foot on the side of his head. "I... am alpha and Omega." He said coldly, staring him right in the eyes before crushing the other agents head beneath his foot.

Walking back to the table, he grabbed a red cloth, wiping his face before placing on his glasses he turned to the two Imps.

"Oh Satan... Oh, Satan please, please help me" Moxxie begged, clearly losing his shit. "Please just let me see Millie one last time, I don't want to die."

Before Blitzø could snap at his limp dick employee for showing weakness, the roof began to rumble, bit suddenly gave way, Millie falling through carrying a battle axe.

"MILLIE!!!" Moxxie practically cried, tears of joy beading in his eyes.

"MOX!" Millie cried back, rushing over and getting them out of ther bindings.

Just after that Loona broke through the door, Blitzø taking a moment to tell her how proud he was to see her in the field.

Now all free and together they turned to the 'Father', finding him still very much cool and collected, the sight sending a bone chilling shiver down his spine.

"Just in time" The human spoke, seemingly happy at the outcome "Its so good to see a family reunited."

"Now I imagine one of you have my Grimoire?" He asked inspecting his fingers. "Give it to me and I'll let you leave."

Now it was Blitzøs turn to chuckle, "Nah, I don't think so." He spoke cockily, reaching into his emergency pack for a gun.

The 'Father' just chuckled again, standing up straight he snapped his finger. And like it were choreographed, dozens of suit wearing humans burst into the room.

"Gentlemen!" He addressed them "These demonic scum have killed your commanders. And they shall do it again and again and again, until you send them back to hell." He told them, stepping into the back room.

The fight after that was one of the best Blitzø had ever had, although it would have been even better if he didn't have this injured leg.

Regardless, the whole thing was so bad ass and everyone was working together so well. He even got to see his Loony kick some ass.

Firing a missle, from his over sized launcher, he cleared what was left of the agents.

He'd though that was it, there weren't anybody left to stop them.

He was wrong.

The lights to switch to red, an alarm start blaring through the facility.

They all made for the door, only for a series of doors to slam in there face, locking them in the room.

His Loony tried desperately to read the book, but couldn't see anything in the crimson light that filled the room

It was then he heard a slow clapping, all of them turning to find the 'Father' giving them a condescending clap.

"Well done, Hellspawn, Well done. You've killed all the witnesses, depleted your ammunition and now I know you can't read the Grimoire in crimson light. Well done."

Standing before them, even outnumbered and unharmed, the 'Father' seemed to hold total control of the situation.

Before he could think of something any, all the air seemed to such out of the room, demonic whispers filling the room like shadows.

"You dare threaten my Impish little plaything~" the whispers spoke.

He knew this voice, but like his friends and family, he chose not to speak, too caught up in the moment.

Screens flew off the wall, avian footprints trailed across the floor. The bodies of the dead agents rose to there feet, eyes black as they began the intricate process of drawing some demonic symbol from there own blood.

Stepping back the 'Fther' looked about, before smiling, "Finally" He whispered, pulling out a flask and began chugging it.

Shadows seemed to slither like a million black snakes crawled across the floor, disappearing at the 'Fathers' feet.

There was a long pause before the human bent over and violently projectile vomited, throwing up what seemed like gallons of black liquid from his mouth.

The vomiting stopped, the human standing back up.

The back liquid slowly pulled itself to gathering, slowly morphing into a figure.

The black tar slowly formed into feathers, limbs and fingers, a set of crimson eyes appearing in the black goo.

The figure appeared to be Stolas. But this was not the elegant demon lord of hell.

This being was a wretched, wounded animal, covered in filth.

The 'Father' just wiped his mouth, that cold gaze returning to his eyes. Stepping forwards he grabbed Stolas by the filthy collar, staring him down.

The owl demon was a sputtering mess, coughing up black liquids as he tried to breathproperly.

The owl looked up at him.

And for the very first time in wjat was likely a millennia of existence, Stolas looked Terrified.

Not scared.

Terrified.

Grabbing at the arms of the human, the Prince of Hell sputtered out, "W-what are you?"

The human stopped, looking down at the owl, leaning down and whispered, "I am the beginning... and i am the end..."

The owl just stared up at him in horror, the humans hand coming to wrap around his throat, the demon feebly attempting to break free from his grasp.

There was a long moment where the only sound in the room was the prince's pitiful wheezing, frail little cries coming from the owl as the life was squeezed out of him.

The sounds were seemingly corked by a wet smack ringing out.

Blitzø had taken one of the agents weapons, a large knife and had impaled the 'Human' through the lower stomach.

There was a long moment of silence, before the 'human' slowly turned to look at him with that same cold gaze.

Without releasing Stolas, he pulled his arm back and smacked Blitzø, sending him sliding back to his friends.

Reaching down, he grabbed the knife, yanking it out of his back without hesitation.

Nothing came from his wound, and when pulling the knife out, no blood stained it's blade.

With knife in hand, he released the owl, letting his pathetic form hit the ground, the owl desperately gasping for breath.

Leaning down, you grasped Stolas' wrist, the owl releasing a pathetic little gasp of pain, followed by a frail little whimper as the 'Human' slid the blade across his wrist.

But what came next left them all shocked.

Bringing his wrist to his mouth, he pressed his mouth down before greedily suckling the foul blood straight from his veins.

He drank down the demons fowl blood, not making a sound cept the muscles of his throat contracting to push the fowl liquid down his throat.

The demons black blood flowed down his throat. Every demon in the room just watched, to shocked to think and to fearful to do anything as you had your way with the Prince.

After a few minutes of the 'Father' drinking the demons blood, he finally released the demons wrist. The owl quickly clutching his wrist to his chest as he desperately clawing to get away from the 'human'.

The 'Father' stood there, panting as a demons black blood stained his lips.

When he finally opened his eyes, they held a Unholy glint to them.

Wiping his lips he walked forwards, calmly packing what few items had survived the fighting into his bag before Putting on his glasses and placing the small white band into his shirt collar.

Walking past the now cowering demon Prince, he leaned over and pressed one of the buttons on the dashboard, instantly the lights returned to normal.

Stepping before the group they awaited some sort of attack, or threat, what they got instead was a single phrase "Excuse me."

He said it so simply, each hellborne took a moment to make sure they'd heard correctly.

Each of them just stared for a moment before Millie spoke up, "What?"

The human raised a brow, lowering his glasses he asked again, this time his voice cold, threateningly cold, "Excuse me."

The demons awkwardly stepped to the side, giving him a clear path to walk.

Walking past them he gave them a slight nod, "Thank you."

The demons were all in shock, silently watching the 'human' walk away from them.

"That's it?" Blitzø asked before he could stop himself, quickly slamming his hands to his mouth.

The 'Father' stopped in his tracks, looking over his shoulder, he smiled, "Kill you later." He told them playfully, lowering his glasses and giving them a wink.

He walked away, the eerie sound of his shoes on cold tile floors permanently burned into there memory.

Hey Hey, I hope you enjoyed. I really wanted to try something a bit different. I had the idea for this in my head since episode 6 came out and I just really like the idea of an unknown entity showing up with either motive or intentions clear to anyone.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed, I really wanna start writing more of my own original ideas, so expect more content in the future. Bye Bye.

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Kenopsia: Revolve and Return

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Chapter Warnings: Nod to previous violence, mention of past character death

Word Count: 1,335

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The sound of Hina's slap seemed to echo as (Y/N)’s mouth dropped open in a mix of shock and amusement. Hina was brave, (Y/N) knew that, but they never saw this coming. She must not have known who Manjirou Sano was, and (Y/N) somehow found the situation more amusing that way.

    As soon as Hina's hand returned to her side, she turned on her heel, grabbing Takemicchi's wrist. (Y/N) had to bite the inside of their lip to keep from laughing. "Takemicchi, let's go! You mustn't do what these people want. I will protect you." (Y/N) almost burst out in mock-offense at Hina, who didn't realize she was there, but Hina's wholesome declaration stopped her.

    While (Y/N) sat lost in their thoughts, Ken stepped forward and grabbed Hina's wrist, casually putting forward a death threat. Luckily, that managed to snap (Y/N) back into reality. "You just gonna slap someone and say "see ya later"? Don't make me laugh." He rolled his eyes, and Anya pried his hand away from Hina's wrist, noticing a lack of bruising force. He may be pissed, but this was definitely about intimidation rather than harm.

    "What part of this is a joke?" Hina shot back, barely sparing Draken a glance over her shoulder. "Coming into their school and forcing someone to go with you isn't something a friend would do."

    'They do to me,' (Y/N) wanted to add but continued to observe. Mikey was likely in shock, and to (Y/N), it seemed as though she was the only one who could keep the peace.

    "Lately, Takemicchi has been covered in wounds. If that was because of you guys, then I won't forgive you." Hina finally gave Ken her full attention, her gaze solid.

    Ken then pushed (Y/N) behind him, accurately sensing oncoming violence. Takemicchi quickly defends Hina, the same fire in his eyes from before when she and the boys saved the day.

    Mikey cut through some of the tension with a wistful smile and sigh. "Ahh, and here I thought you could be my friend. Too bad." (Y/N)’s teeth sunk into the inside of their lip in anticipation. "Well then. How *do you want to die?" Mikey asked, turning towards Takemicchi with a vacant look on his face. It was tense, even as Mikey started laughing. "You're making a face like you won't be able to stand on your own again."

    Takemicchi continued to hold his own, despite how heavily he was shaking. "Just promise me one thing. Promise that you won't lay a hand on Hina!"

    While (Y/N) adored the scared boy's words, Mikey didn't seem phased as he drew his fist back. "Hah? I don't give a damn about her!" Takemicchi then tensed himself up, getting prepared for Mikey's killer punch, only for him to not feel anything. (Y/N) held back their laughter as Mikey got close to the boy's face. "Just kidding!"

    "Huh?"

    "Takemicchi, you dummy. There's no way I'd lay a hand on a girl." Mikey smiled, turning away from him. Despite being used to situations like this, (Y/N) found herself in a similar state as Takemicchi.

    (Y/N) once again found herself leaning against Ken as he threw his arm around Takemicchi. "Takemicchi, you were trying to threaten me?" The boy quickly apologized. "It's okay. You 'won't give her up.' Nowadays, there aren't any men that'll say that about women, are there?" He asks, looking down and letting his eyes meet (Y/N)’s. "It's the Showa Era, after all."

    Ken moved forward with (Y/N) by his side as they caught up to Mikey. (Y/N) looked over their shoulder to see Hina and Takemicchi standing side by side with matching, shocked faces.

    "Were you surprised?" (Y/N) asked with a smile, acting as though they had been entirely sure that everyone would make it out unharmed moments ago.

 "I am so sorry!!" Hina apologetically shouted, bowing deeply. "I must have misunderstood something!" 

    "It's okay, don't worry about it." Mikey shrugged, looking from Hina to (Y/N), laughing uncontrollably at Hina's panic into Ken's arm. "It was an amazing slap." He commended. Hina just apologized again. "It's fine to do your best for the man you like, but don't get too carried away. Things would have been bad if you'd hit someone that'd fight back, you know?"

    "You good, (Y/N)?" Ken asked, tearing (Y/N)’s focus towards him.

    "Yeah." They laughed. "It got scary for a minute, but I'm good." (Y/N) linked their pinky with Draken's, squeezing it with theirs.

    The way that Ken had looked at her when talking about taking care of Hina had made (Y/N)’s stomach fill with butterflies. It made her feel special and cared for, separating it from how she felt with her mother or how she felt with the rest of Touman. The love that (Y/N) felt from Ken was enough to make them shut down, and (Y/N) could only hope that he felt the same way when they looked at him.

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    (Y/N) suppressed a yawn into Ken's back as she and the boys rode their bikes along a waterway. It was so peaceful, and (Y/N) worried that they would fall asleep. If they did and fell off Ken's bike in the process, they would never let her live it down.

    "Um, why were you so pleased with me before?" Takemicchi asked, breaking the silence.

    "That's a stupid question," Mikey answered. "I have a ten years older brother. Well, he's dead now, though. He was a reckless guy." (Y/N) could hear the smile in Mikey's voice as he spoke about Shinichirou. (Y/N) found herself smiling with him. "He'd always calmly challenge guys way stronger than him to fights."

    "He sounds like a cool person." Takemicchi compliments.

    "Takemicchi, you are like him."

    The two kept talking, and (Y/N)’s mind began to wander as they stared out at the scenery. Shinichirou Sano was like a big brother to all of Mikey's friends that were lucky enough to know him when he was alive. Shinichirou was the closest thing (Y/N) had to a stable male figure in their life until he died. Shinichirou taught (Y/N) how to patch people up - how to fight in case they needed to. He also cared for them - watching (Y/N) when her mother couldn't, holding her when she cried. Shinichirou Sano was their hero.

    They came to a stop, and Ken waited for (Y/N) to get off the bike first, holding out a hand for them to keep herself from falling. The two of them moved towards Mikey. "This is an era when delinquents are 'lame,' isn't it? In my brother's generation, there were a lot of street gangs in this area. There, you'd listen to your intuition and act on it. Everyone acted big. And all they did was fight. But everyone took care of themselves." Mikey sighed. "What was so lame about those guys? That's why I'm going to create an era for delinquents. You should accompany me on that journey." (Y/N) smiled at the determination in Mikey's voice. He wanted to be like his brother so badly, and (Y/N) saw so much of Shin in him. It made her hopeful that what he was doing would work out for the best. (Y/N) worried about them.

    "I was pleased by you, Hanagaki Takemicchi."

    "We have plenty of guys," Ken cut in, "that are good at fighting. But there aren't many guys like you who would stand against anyone. If it were for something you couldn't 'give up.'"

    (Y/N) smiled at Takemicchi and waved goodbye as they turned away. "Think about it."

    The group split from Takemicchi, going the opposite way. The quiet between them was comfortable, though it wasn't long before (Y/N) let out a yawn.

    "It's not even late yet!" Mikey laughed, ruffling their hair. "Come on!"

    "I'm sorry." They laughed. "I should probably get home, though. My mom's probably expecting me." 

    "I'll take you home." Ken told her. "You comin' with, Mikey?"

    Mikey was quiet before he gave the two a soft, knowing smile. "Nah, you two go ahead."

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Someone Who Loves You - Part Two (Sunoo Day Special)

Summary: After you've left sweet, handwritten notes on Sunoo's doorstep every evening for a whole week, it's party time. If you haven't already, check out part one here!

Pairing: bestfriend!sunoo x secretadmirer!reader

Genre: Fluff, Imagine, Mini-Series, Best Friends to Lovers

Word Count: 935 words

Warnings: Mention of dragging the reader places, Sunoo calls the reader a 'dummy', I use his Korean age

Requested?: Nope, my idea!

A/N: Happy birthday to Enhypen + Engene's sunshine, Kim Sunoo!!! 💛💛💛 They're growing up so fast 😭

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Today is the day that you will confess to Sunoo. To be honest, it feels like yesterday when you started writing those anonymous notes to the birthday boy. You were nervous for a lot of reasons as you walked to Sunoo's place, holding a gift at your side. Sunoo was going to be nineteen this year and even closer to being an adult. You couldn't believe it after years of being his best friend. 

The closer you get to his house, the louder the music coming from it gets. You clutch your present for him a little tighter as you continue on. "What if I didn't confess today? I mean I don't have to by law. It's not a crime." You ramble on talking nonsense. It helps you cope. 

Your heart beats fast as you think back to every single note you wrote for the teen. Then you consider the fact that he was almost always with you during the seven days, but you had held your feelings in. Finally, as you ascend the steps to the porch of his house, you remind yourself of the trips you've made up them for the past week to drop off your little messages. Now that you're at the top, there is one thing left for you to do. Ring the doorbell twice. 

Your heart beats even faster and you're more worried than ever. You keep asking yourself: 'What if I get rejected?' and 'Whatever happens, can we still be close?' Mustering up enough courage to wing it, you extend your arm to push the doorbell when the door swings open. Your best bestie in the whole wide world Kim Sunoo is on the other side. You freeze. 

He does the same, a shocked expression spreading onto his face at your arrival. "Y/N-- You're here!" His bright smile now shows itself as if nothing happened and he squeezes you tight in a warm hug. "I'm nineteeeen!!!" He cheers, bouncing on his feet. Of course you hug him back, unable to get enough of his cuteness. Not to mention he smells so good. 

Once you're done cheering with him and you two pull back, you make the impulse decision again to ring the doorbell twice. You have no idea what you're doing. And not even a second later, you hold out the gift you bought for him. "Happy birthday ddeonu, hehe..." 

Great. Now Sunoo's expression is unreadable for once. He kinda just looks at you, but then he grabs your wrist and pulls you inside. You're nervous again. What does this mean? He brings you to the kitchen where it's quieter, placing your gift on the counter, and then you get a glimpse of his reddened face as he turns to you. "It was you the whole time?" He asks, his voice low. 

"Well...Yeah..." You respond in a timid tone, not being able to meet his eyes. "Look at me." You hear him say. When you look up, he cups your face with his hands and squishes your cheeks together a little bit. "Why didn't you just tell me? We video chat every night and say 'I love you' before we hang up." You can't believe it. He's scolding you. "I don't say it back just to say it back. I mean it, I love you and you can tell me anything. You don't have to wait." He adds, taking the weight off your shoulders little by little. "But I have to admit, you made my week the best week ever. I kept all of your notes under my pillow." You giggle together at his honesty. 

Sunoo drops his hands and grabs yours, starting to swing them. "Tell me everything." You take a deep breath, ready to let everything go. "We've been best friends forever. One day I started catching feelings and they developed so fast. Up until now I've shied away from telling you because I didn't want anything bad to happen." You glance at him. He's really listening to you - your heart flutters again. "That's really all there is to it." You brace yourself for his reply. 

"I like you too, can we try things out?" 

You look at him like he's speaking another language. "Sunoo what?" 

Sunoo playfully rolls his eyes. "Gosh Y/N do I have to kiss you to make you understand? I'll do it." 

"Um-- Only since you want to so badly-- Ha--" You try to tease him back, but clearly he has rendered you speechless. 

Sunoo leans in and kisses your cheek. The skin his lips touched starts to tingle. "Did it work?" He asks, hoping you understand the reality of the situation. You shake your head just to be difficult. "No, kiss me again." You say. 

"Y/N you're so extra." He leans in and gives your lips a sweet peck. You both giggle again and get shy at the lip to lip contact that happened in the heat of the silly moment. "Wow, you're a good kisser." You say jokingly only to receive a nudge from the blushing male. "That was nothing! Come on, the party's started already." He drags you out of the kitchen to join your friends. 

You end up kissing and hugging each other a fair amount during the party, your friends noticing and hyping you two up like there's no tomorrow. 

"So we're dating?" You ask Sunoo at your doorstep after making the walk home from the party with him. 

"Oh no, my standards are way up there... Of course we're dating, dummy. Now can I get a goodnight kiss from my new partner?"

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COSMIC - S3:E4; Chapter Four, The Sauna Test - [Pt. 4]

A Will Byers x Reader Series

𝘔𝘪𝘬𝘦, 𝘓𝘶𝘤𝘢𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘵 𝘌𝘭, 𝘔𝘢𝘹 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘠/𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘍𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘙𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘯, 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘋𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘓𝘺𝘯𝘹.

||𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕||

We shouldn't be doing this. I thought we all agreed? It was too risky putting her in there, even if she is backup. But Y/n insisted.

There were just too many things that could go wrong.

What if the plan didn't work? What if he caught on before he got in the sauna? What if he breaks out?

Everyone seems pretty confident in the plan, and it is a strong plan. But... they don't know the Mind Flayer like I do. They don't know how determined he is.

Especially when he's angry.

"Y/n...?" I wince internally when my voice comes out softer than I wanted.

She looks over her shoulder, away from the huddled party, and steps away with me out of earshot while Lucas finishes up the details. She took my hands in hers and gave them a gentle squeeze, already reading my thoughts.

"I'm still doing this, hon,"

I can't help but sag my shoulders, avoiding her eye and nervously I begin playing with her hands. "You don't have to though,"

"I know," she says. But with one look I can tell she's trying to bury her worry. "But we've got no other choice,"

"Yes, we do. We can wait for more backup. We could finally find Dustin? Get my mom, the chief...?"

I trail off as Y/n gives me a bittersweet smile, tracing my hands with her thumbs. My gut sinks.

"You said it yourself, Will. We need to do this as soon as possible. If it is him, he could hurt someone,"

This time it's her turn to trail off, and finally, I speak with a gentle, countering voice. "Like you?"

She sighs, sagging her head against my shoulder and lazily snaking her hands around my waist in a hug. I hug her back, trying to enjoy this moment. I can tell she is too. It's then I hear her mumble against my shoulder, "I'm too stubborn to die,"

I laugh to myself, hugging her tighter and over her shoulder I see the Party split up. Mike was tailing El, Lucas was most likely out on the hunt for a lock of some sort as he had volunteered earlier and Max stayed put with the binoculars.

Against my better judgment, I pull away and meet Y/n's eye. The look of adoration in them was hard to believe, and it still made my knees weak. Thankful again for her and this moment, I planted a kiss on the crown of her head and she smiled.

"You trust me, right?" She asked, her voice unusually delicate.

I moved my chin off of her head so I could gawk at her, completely appaled.

"What?" But she was serious, and it broke my heart. "Of course I trust you. It's him I don't trust. I know what he's capable of and... I know what he thinks of you."

Y/n doesn't say anything this time. She just looks back at our interwoven hands and then back at me. She shoots me a quick, forced smile that unintentionally told me she was feeling more and more uneasy. But because it was Y/n, she was trying to brave for others. She was putting it aside for the great good.

She shouldn't have to. She doesn't have to. I just wish she knew that.

"Come on," she says, pulling me along after Lucas. "Let's go."

⊹ ⊹ ⊹

We found Lucas in the maintenance shed, digging through multiple boxes. I fell quiet and immediately got to work searching the shelves. Behind me at the door, Y/n hesitated, almost unsure of the silent tension in the room before ultimately shrugging it off and getting to work.

So far, all I was seeing was gardening gloves and other gardening supplies like pesticides, undoubtedly for lawn maintenance in front of and around the pools.

"Uh, Will...?" Lucas asks, shooting a nervous glance between me and Y/n from over his shoulder. "Um, you know about yesterday...?" Lucas asks softly.

Y/n hesitated from beside me for a moment, and in turn, so does Lucas. But he seems determined to make things right.

"It's fine, Lucas," I say, looking up from the box. "You don't have to say anything."

"I know..." Lucas continues, closing whatever lockbox he had found himself in. He was obviously nervous doing this in front of Y/n, but I guess I couldn't blame him. "But it's just... it was a really cool campaign. " he looks between both of us now, earnestly. "both of you did a great job."

He looks back at me, and Y/n shifts by my side, a frown on her face and her mouth in a small 'o' shape.

"And Mike and I should have never-"

"I don't care anymore Lucas," I say, moving on to a new box. "I really don't. We have bigger things to worry about now,

I know he's sorry, but I also know that if I dwell on it any longer I will only grow more upset. And I was already too worried about how this was going to go.

A pile of metal in the next box caught my eye. It was a long rope of steel chains and I pulled it out of the box, showing it to them.

"This should hold him,"

They both nod, looking somewhat relieved. But as I had feared, the matter wasn't being put to bed. Y/n had turned back to Lucas with a quirked brow and an edge in her voice and asked the last question we needed in this moment.

"Mike and you shouldn't have what?"

||𝟑𝐑𝐃 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐎𝐕||

The chain lock on the door undid itself and the azure gate swung open, allowing El to stride inside.

'A fake man' is what she was told to look for, at least that's how the others summed it up when she asked what a "dummy" looked like. Her first answer had been from Max - "easy, we both dated one" - she told El. She had rolled her eyes despite fighting back a small smile. She half expected a rebuttal from Y/n but El had turned her head just in time to see Will pulling her away, and El's shoulders sagged.

She wasn't gonna think about it, or get her hopes up. El was determined to keep her mind on the task at hand, even now as her wide eyes scoured the shelves of many peculiar items. Finally, a flash of bright red caught her eye and she knew immediately why they called it a fake man.

El picked it up off the shelf and tried not to think about how much it creeped her out. Its head, arms, and legs flopped around when she picked it up and suddenly she was filled with aggravation. But it had not been from this dummy. It had been from the one that followed her.

"Hey, I found the breakers," El didn't turn her head, she just grimaced and sighed. The last person she wanted to see now was Mike. "Woah, that thing is super creepy. Let me see it-"

He took it from her arms abruptly when she turned, and she frowned up at him. Mike didn't notice. With a goofy smile, he held it up in his arms like a puppet.

"I think this'll work. Right buddy?" His other hand moved to the dummy's chin, making it talk in a grating high pitched voice. "'Right Mike',"

El was done waiting, and she certainly wasn't impressed with his behavior. She gave him a purposeful, deadpan glare before taking the dummy back and making a break for the door. Alone.

But Mike didn't still didn't seem to take the hint. Why was he laughing and joking, she wondered. Why was he acting like nothing was wrong?

"Hey, El," he calls after her, for once sounding earnest.

Against her better judgment, she turns around.

"I just," he sighs, beginning to fight nervously. "I wanted to say..." he shifts on his feet. "You know when I said Nana was sick?" He took another, plunging deep breath. Here goes nothing, he thought."Well, she wasn't. I lied."

"I know."

El turned to leave, and Mike called out again. "Right, right, right, I just... I think it was important for you to know the context," he adds.

Her eyes tighten in a glare, she was growing impatient.

"Hopper," Mike says quickly. "he went crazy on me. Telling me I'm spending way too much time with you. He made me lie, I mean, you're the most important thing to me in the world-"

"-What if he's right?" El cut in, dropping the dummy on the ground.

"What?"

"Hop," she challenged, stepping forward.

A lazy grin took over Mike's face, a mocking grin, and he laughed dismissively. "Oh, no, no, no. He's just some angry old man who hates joy,"

The girl grits her teeth, reminded more and more of Diana's truth lasso and the Amazon warriors Max and Y/n had taught her about. And it gave her more confidence in her answer.

"But if I only see you," she explains slowly, putting on a facetious tone and jabbing a finger in his shoulder. "and I'm a different species than you, then I should be with my species more."

"What are you talking about?" Mike asks, flabbergasted as El retrieves the dummy from the floor. When she nears the gate, his jaw drops in shock when it clicks. "...Did you spy on me?"

"That's totally against the rules!" He cries, and she heaves the dummy over her shoulders.

"I make my own rules,"

And with that, El had left leaving Mike alone and in shock.

The silence had lasted only moments before a crackle of his walkie startled him.

"Mike? Are you there?"

"Yeah!" He can't help but snap, still much too in his own head.

"Where are you guys?" Max asks from her station at the car.

She hadn't left, nor had she taken her eyes off of Billy since everyone split.

"I'm coming... just hold on a second- Mike!"

Max did a double-take at the walkie when she barely heard the second voice in the background. It sounded like Y/n. But Mike had already shut off his coms. So Max shrugged, setting down her walkie and taking another hesitant look through the binoculars at her stepbrother.

"I hope it's not you," she says under her breath. "I really hope it not you."

⊹ ⊹ ⊹

"Mike!"

Mike stumbled back against the shelves, startled when Y/n came storming in and he nervously closed his walkie.

She looked livid.

Will and Lucas were right on her tail, fearfully and hesitantly trying to persuade or calm her in some way.

"The hell is wrong with you, Wheeler?"

"What?!" He asked, completely dumbfounded.

"You heard me! What the hell is your problem?"

"You tell me! Apparently, I'm messing up everywhere," he exclaims, gesturing after El. "you're gonna have to be more specific,"

"Y/n, really, just let it go. I'm over it-" Will eased.

"-Well, I'm not." She spits, glowering at Mike. "Why the hell would you say that? How could you say that?!"

"Say what...?!" Mike's heart and stomach sunk 6 feet when he met the saddened eyes of Will, and he felt he might hurl. He had been kicking himself since it came out of his mouth, just as he had with his fight outside the mall with Y/n. It was getting harder and harder for Mike not to explode these days, everything instinct seemed to be the wrong one. "Oh..."

"Yeah, oh," she snarls, completely disgusted. "None of us said that to you when El was gone for a year now did we?"

Mike picks his eyes back up off the floor where he had guiltily been avoiding everyone's eye and meets her fiery glare, shifting uncomfortably on his feet. The more and more she looks at him the more he feels like he's standing on hot coals.

But despite her intimidating stature, her voice grew quieter and more intense.

"And you spent all those nights in her fort, testing the channels and calling out to her?When we all thought she was dead. Did we ever say anything so horrible?"

He shifts again, his heartbreaking and anger swelling up in his chest at himself as he recalls what he said to Will. "No, you didn't."

"No, we didn't. Because friends don't do that shit."

"No, they don't,"

"They also don't shit all over their friend, leaving him behind, mocking things important to him either," she says pointedly, now sharing that look with Lucas but it was less severe towards the Sinclair boy. "huh?"

They both nodded, and Will stayed quiet.

-"No,"

-"Huh-uh,"

She turns back to Mike, shaking her head with her arms folded over her stomach. She was still passed but the boy looked well past sorry. And suddenly her face went blank, scaring Mike.

"What?" He asks carefully.

"You drew first blood, metaphorically speaking," Y/n informed, still trying to tamper down her anger. "so you have to apologize. A real one, not a fake one, and not out of defense."

Mike fell silent again, looking between her, Lucas, and finally Will. Before he could open his mouth to speak, she finished.

"Do it when you mean it, Mike. Not because you got caught,"

And then, like deja vu, she was gone leaving him and this time, his friends in silent shock. And with one lingering look, Will had left with her.

⊹ ⊹ ⊹

"Erica, do you copy?"

Erica buckled the helmet under her chin, her head still getting used to the weight of two flashlights and Dustin's walkie headset.

Night had fallen and everyone had locked up, including their very own Scoops Ahoy. With the addition of one Dustin Henderson and Erica Sinclair of course. The girl tightens her backpack over her shoulders and stands ready at the latter.

"Mm-hmm. I copy. You nerds in position, or what?"

"Yeah, we're in position," Robin answers softly, careful not to draw any attention like last time despite the lack of company. "It's It's quiet here, so you've got the green light."

"Green light. Got it." She nods, beginning her ascent. "Commence Operation Child Endangerment."

"Can we maybe not call it that?" Robin plead.

"See you on the other side, nerds." Was her only response and the line went quiet.

Erica had begun her journey into the vents.

⊹ ⊹ ⊹

After several painstaking, hair-tearing minutes the trio finally heard a response.

"Alright, nerds. I'm there,"

"Do you see anything?" Robin asks.

Erica peers through the vents with little interest.

"Yeah, I see those boring little boxes you're so excited about,"

"Any guards?"

"Negative,"

"Booby traps?" Robin inquires.

Erica scoffs as she slips the backpack off her shoulders.

"If I could see them, they'd be pretty shit traps, wouldn't they?"

Steve fights a smirk, but it wasn't hard given his stress level.

"Thank you for that," Robin deadpans.

Erica rears back her legs and with a fearsome cry she kicked out the vent and tossed her backpack out onto the floor. And nary a booby trap in sight. So far.

Her feet collided with the ground and she gave a firm nod.

"I'm in,"

Those words hit Steve harder than anything they had done all week, and he feels suddenly as if a giant weight had been placed on his lungs preventing him from breathing.

"Oh, god," he groaned into his hands.

They were sending an actual child - not to mention a child he barely knew - into certain danger for the sake of reward. Oh, he definitely went too far, this was bad. This was so very bad.

A far-off buzzing pulled his eyes back to the doors just in time to see them swing open. And out waltzed Erica who was waiting for them with a knowing look.

"Free ice cream. For. Life!"

⊹ ⊹ ⊹

A choir of crickets sings into the starless night. The warm breeze blowing in from the east enunciates the sway of the trees and carries with it the smell of chlorine drifting in from the closed pool. The concrete was still wet from today's patrons, and the last of the darkened footprints on the concrete had begun to dry. Including the trail that led all the way into the men's locker room.

Billy stood under the gentle stream of water, allowing the freezing water to soak all the way to his bones. He had been in the shower for at least an hour, trying desperately to quell the fire in his veins but he only managed to subdue it to a small ember.

Finally, he kills the water, and the locker room falls deadly quiet. Billy liked the quiet, he always had. And now more than ever.

Towel secured around his torso, he now stands at and opens his designated locker, and begins to change. His mind wanders aimlessly, anything that wasn't the obvious when suddenly, the silence is first disturbed.

The moaning of the metal door bounced off of the long stretch of lockers with an echoey tin, and Billy bristled.

"Pool's closed,"

Metal cried out to him again, finished by a shuddering clang from the door yet again.

"Hey!"

No answer.

He slams the locker shut so hard the whole row shakes and he takes off down the hall after them in a blind fury.

"YOU HEAR ME?!"

Again no answer, but Billy wouldn't accept it.

"The pool is closed!"

He throws his fists against the exit door, confused as to why it wasn't opening. Unbeknownst to him, a certain brunette was hiding in the shadows across the locker room, playing with the door - and the lock now trapping him inside - all without lifting a finger.

Angered and confused, Billy continues his assault on the door; slamming fist after fist, push after push but there was no give. He was locked inside.

And the lights cut out.

Billy was high alert now. And so was He. Billy could feel him prickle, far back in his mind but he was there. Watching.

Waiting.

"Billy," came a distant, sing-song voice.

"Who's there," he seethes.

"Billy~"

He stalked back around the corner as he echoes the mocking, sing-song voice.

"Who's there~"

More rattling preceded a chilling, squeaky laugh that echoed seemingly from everywhere. Billy takes a chance and rips open the first shower curtain, but finds nothing. The voice calls out again, once, twice. It laughs.

"You think this is funny?" He asks, in a frighteningly low voice.

The voice laughs, once again, in response and hisses another taunt. "Billy! Come and find me!"

He stalks further and further, edging the end of the brick wall as his eyes prowl across the room in search of movement.

"I find you, it is your funeral," he promises.

His eyes lock on the closing door leading to the weight room, and as if reading his thoughts, the voice eggs him on.

"Come and get me! Come on!"

Slowly he maneuvers towards the door, reaching ever so slowly for the handle. And in one swift motion, he rips it open and storms inside, finding no one but himself. At first.

"Billy!" The voice cried again, closer than ever. Another taunting laugh.

But Billy's eyes were dead set ahead on the sauna door, and more specifically the silhouette of moppy hair waiting for him behind the foggy glass window. The corners of Billy's mouth are yanked up in a disconnected smile that never quite reaches his pained eyes.

"Got you,"

His lips curl back into a snarl - an exaggerated smile - as he claps his hands and cackles, marching in for the kill.

He's already ripping open the door, face falling and realizing the truth of it all when he registers the voice clear as day and flatter and angrier than ever.

"Come and get me you piece of shit."

A fake. A goddamn fake made out of a stolen CPR dummy was the only thing waiting for him, harnessed from the ceiling. In a flood of anger, Billy steps forward and grabs the dummy in a chokehold, its rubber head hitting the ceiling with a thud. And that's when he spots it.

The walkie-talkie duct-taped to its chest and still talking to him.

"Hey. Behind you,"

Billy whirls around to find one of the girls from the night before.

El.

"Hi,"

Billy chucks the dummy into the sauna floor, but before he can do anything else, the girl flicks her head with a grunt and he's sent flying into the tile wall. It shatters where his back makes contact and he cries out in pain, falling to the floor in a heap.

"Now!" Mike cries.

The lights return with a sharp click and across the room, the Party emerges from their hiding spot in the locker rooms.

Billy's already on his feet, blood pounding in his ears just from his furious screams as he storms after El. But El is faster. She rakes one clawed hand through the air with a grunt and the door swings shut with a loud bang, where the others got to work.

Y/n had stopped at El's side where she was mostly hidden, for once allowing her best friend to shield her from the man pounding and screaming against the glass like a rabid dog. The others had already secured a smaller metal pipe through the door handle and the pipes attached to the wall, encircling it all with the rope of chains Will had discovered.

"Come on! Come on!" Mike reflexively cried, with nothing more to do but help hold the door closed and watch as Billy atta ked inches from his face.

He could feel the door moving.

At last, the click of the lock reached their ears. "Got it!" Lucas cried.

The four of them scurry back to El's side, watching in horror as Billy descended into madness before their very eyes.

The lock and chains rattled, as did the pipe and with every flinch of the door, the edge in the air grew sharper. Y/n felt a hand squeeze her own and she knew it was Will, and she gave his hand a thankful squeeze. Nobody said anything as he roared in anger, and they all feared what might happen next but not a single one of them expected what did.

His face slowly fell, his screams dying out with it as his expression turned to gasp when he noticed a particular individual.

"Max,"

His voice was a whisper, barely a breath, as he looked upon the girl. Her expression was unreadable, but it didn't take a genius to know she was trying to be brave. He looked - and sounded - betrayed. One by one, her friends look to her, her ocean eyes dead ahead on her brother.

"Do it," she says.

Releasing Y/n's hand, Will runs forward to the controls, commencing the sauna test.

⊹ ⊹ ⊹

The trio, now quartet, stood packed together inside the locked room, peering over the same Imperial Panda box that was identical to the others piling the shelves. Steve handed Dustin's pocket knife back to the boy after splitting the tape. He pries the lid open, popping the remaining bit of tape, and unfolds the cardboard to reveal an unexpected sight.

The four of them peer in to get a better look at the single metal box with one indented handle in the very center. Steve sends them each a curious look before twisting the lid until he felt and heard the satisfying click and hiss of air releasing from the inside. Discarding the lid revealed to all four figures four similar handles inside corresponding cylinders; steam spilling out from all sides.

"That's definitely not Chinese food," Steve says finally.

He makes a grab for one of the cylinders but stops himself, motioning for the three.

"Uh, maybe you guys should, uh, you know stand back,"

Robin shrugs and complies, and Erica steps off the box of Kauffman Shoes she had been standing on but Dustin doesn't move. He just shakes his head defiantly.

"No,"

"Just step back, alright?" Steve says, eyeing the handle while trying to shoo the kid away.

"No,"

"Step back!"

-"no!"

-"seriously!"

-"No!" Dustin cries, growing upset. "If you die, I die,"

The room goes silent and everyone stares at Dustin as he gives Steve a challenging look. And after several moments of silence, Steve concedes.

"Okay," he finally shrugs.

Steve turns back to the handle and draws in an anxious, and unlikely-but-also-not-impossibly last breath, and unlocks the cylinder. Again, it hisses and more and more steam spills out but all eyes were on the glowing green substance in the cylinder Steve now held up.

"What the hell?" Steve gasps.

"What... is that?" Robin can't help but ask.

The billowing sound of grinding gears and squeaking pulleys rang in their ears and they all felt an invisible force sway them on their feet. They hadn't previously thought it possible, but their attention was stolen away from the mysterious glowing substance and towards the room.

"Is that just me or did the room move?" Dustin murmured.

"Booby traps," Erica croaked, for the first time sounding scared.

The room was filled with more and more clicks that only grew louder and Robin snapped into action.

"Okay, you know what? Let's just grab that and go," she says, snatching the cylinder from Steve's hands and begab securing it in Erica's backpack.

Dustin made a break for the panel, where Erica had shown him and wasted no time in pressing, "door open," but nothing happened. Just the empty clicks reaching his ears as he feverishly pressed the button over and over and tried not to panic.

"Which one do I press, Erica?"

"Just press the damn button, nerd,"

"Which one, I-" He gulps nervously, swiping at his sweating brow trying to maintain a level voice. "I'm pressing the button, okay?"

"Press 'open door'!"

"I'm pressing 'open door'!"

-"Just open the-- press the other button!" Steve cuts in, and all four of them begin shouting over one another as they spiral into a frenzy.

-"Guys, just get out of the way so she can press the button!"

"-would you stop?"

"-I'm trying!"

"-Would you let me just do it?! Would you just stop?!"

"Just open the door!"

Pulling a hail Mary, Steve hit every button he could see and a sudden jolt shook the room with the loudest clang they had heard so far. They all stilled; the room falling silent around them apart from the wailing of the gears.

A giant red barricade had unsheathed itself over the door, blocking their only exit and their stomachs dropped. Literally. The room itself was suddenly plunged at a sickening speed, knocking them into the walls and floors with terrified shrieks. As Steve gripped the shelf and the wall, trying to steady himself, his widened eyes fall on the upper wall - or lack thereof - where concrete walls and rows upon rows of lights were rushing past them all confirming to him the worst.

"Oh, shit,"

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"The Phantom of the Bwahpera?! Bahahahaha!"

Jawaii had been attempting to tell one the other students at her school all about her new best friend Phantom and how they met during lunch.

"He's not even real! He's just a dumb fairy tale to scare little kids. You're so friendless that you just have to make imaginary friends, huh?" said the other student.

"N-no he's not! He's just as real as you and me." protested Jawaii. "I'll prove it to you!"

Jawaii cleared her throat and began to sing the song Phantom had slipped into her pocket the day they had met. Her singing was quite��off key but it usually summoned him right away. No answer. None of the usual dramatic entrances he would usually make. Nothing.

This only made him laugh harder. Jawaii hid her face, holding back tears.

~~~

After school was all said and done, Jawaii ran into the woods that day. She was crying, somewhat even angry at Phantom that he didn't even come. Why didn't he come when she needed him?

Instead of singing the song, she personally ran to Spooky Trails all by herself. She brushed through messy, tangly vines, pricked her legs on thorns, even. But that wouldn't stop her. She was going to give him a piece of her mind.

She came to the Moon Gate and angrily pushed her whole body on it with all her might. Then she had remembered: it wasn't a full moon nor was Phantom present to open it. Instead, she began to climb it, using the intricate patterns as rungs. She jumped off the top and onto the other side. She stomped over to the stage, looking around for where Phantom may be. The rotund ghost rabbit was nowhere to be found.

Jawaii looked around, looking behind the stage props, looking all over for him, until she found a basement door tucked away behind a curtain. She burst through the doors, dashing down the stairs.

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The place was very intricate, almost like a haunted palace. Jawaii, despite still feeling rather miffed, was enamored by it. Soft velvety rugs and fancy decorations everywhere! It all looked quite expensive. How was he even able to get all this stuff anyway? thought Jawaii. ...I've got no time to be stupid, I know what I'm here for and I'm gonna do it.

She looked around, looking through all of the doors until she found a great big one. She pushed it open to find Phantom sitting on a massive mountain of pillows, reading a book with some tea. "J-Jawaii? What are you doing in here? H-how did you get across Spooky Trails all by yourself, are you all ri-"

"Yeah, yeah, I have something to say to you, Phantom." huffed Jawaii.

"...D-darling, what's wrong? Was it... something I said?" Phantom stuttered, taken aback. He had never seen Jawaii angry at him before. He had NEVER wanted to hurt her, in any sort of way.

"No, dummy." Jawaii said, clenching her small fists. "It was something you did. Or didn't do anyway."

"...What was it?" He began to internally panic. Phantom knew that Jawaii already went through quite enough, he just wanted to be there for her during her time of need, he didn't want to add on to her pain!

"At lunch today I sung the song to call you over 'cause this other kid told me you weren't real, and I wanted to show him that you ARE real. But then you didn't even come!" Her tears came back, little liquid drops streaming down her small cheeks.

"...Am I not even that important to you anymore, ever since you got with Peach...? Is that why we've been hanging out less?" she sniffled.

Phantom's eyes widened in saddened shock. "Jawaii, of course not! You will always be important to me. I'll always make time for you. And... you called me at lunch? I didn't know... I'm so terribly sorry I didn't come..."

"I embarrassed myself and that kid just laughed at me. People treat me like garbage, except for you, Peach and my family. I'm lucky all the other kids there were too busy. Or else they would have just laughed at me too." weeped Jawaii.

"Wait a minute, there were other children present?" Phantom came to a realization. "That must be why I didn't hear it. I am not able to be called around crowds of other people... or else they may try to harm me, or alert others of my existence. So I made sure I cannot be called in the midst of the living... sincerest apologies my child."

"Ohhh. That makes sense." said Jawaii. She hung her head. "But... when can we hang out more? I miss hanging out with you and playing with you..."

"Well, now that you're here... I suppose we can now!"

Jawaii perked up, her eyes the size of saucers. "Really?!" she gasped.

Phantom chuckled a bit. "Why, of course we can! Now, what would you like to do first? There's plenty of things to do here, I assure you!"

#jawaiis cheesy fics #phantom #jawaii #mario rabbids #phantom of the bwahpera #help me

[eivorsjawline]

TW: almost? vomit, and gore.

Finally, you find out what lies in the box. You tell Eivor the truth of where you’re from and she confesses her truths to you. When the conversation is nearly done, reinforcements come to inform Eivor of an invasion in the camp.

Chapter 4: Like a Stone

Readers POV

Another morning, waking up alone. Only the reminiscence of last night lingering on my mind.

My blurry eyes kept lingering on the spot of the lockbox. Determined to find the key, I searched under Eivor’s bed to find nothing. Searching behind shields, and rummaging through drawers. I noticed Eivor left her dirty laundry on the floor from last night. Rearranging the clothes and turning them inside out, I found a bundle of keys attached to one of Eivor’s tunic strings.

No more secrets, Eivor…

With a guilty conscience, I took a deep breath and gathered the courage to insert the key into the lockbox. Turning the key slowly, I opened the box to see an arrangement of torn pages and crumpled letters. The name, “Randvi” at the top of each one.

“From Randvi, my dearest love…”

The dates and elegant cursive writing lining the pages, an array of Eivor’s life before I stepped into her world.

My stomach sank and I felt like I needed to vomit. They were together for years, even while Sigurd and Randvi were still eloped. Dried out flowers that I assumed they exchanged while sharing time with one another, and the details of their passionate love affair all revealed to me in the letters that I couldn’t stop reading. They spoke of their travels together, and how much they yearned for one another's bodies.

Stopping myself, and placing my hand over my mouth I fought the urge to fetch up everything I ate last night. Every word Randvi said to me echoed in my head and the disruption from last night all began to add up. My mind creating visions in my head and the realization that I could never possibly compare to Randvi, or mean what she does to Eivor. Quickly, I placed the lockbox back where it belonged.

All I wanted to do was hide from the world but I forced myself to get ready for the long day ahead of me. Stumbling into a cream colored tunic, I noticed Eivor laid out a pair of pants for me today. I put them on and then a red overshirt followed, the long puffy sleeves of my tunic popping out. I laced up my shoes, ready to face the now bustling longhouse.

Stuffing a few grapes in my mouth, I made an attempt at fixing my hair and stepped out the doorway. Unsure of where I was headed, I let my feet guide me. Randvi consulting with a few warriors could be seen in the distance, thankfully she didn’t notice me.

A familiar voice called my name in the distance, none other than Eivor’s. Doing a little jog towards me, her heavy armor made shuffling sounds. Instantaneously, she pulled me in for a kiss with a comment on how beautiful I looked today.

“Goodmorning, sleepyhead. Meet me by my horse just outside the door, I'll be with you soon, I forgot something in my room.”

Unsure of whether or not I should confront her, my mind worried that she’ll notice some kind of disarray.

Fuck, I still have her keys on me.

Too late to go back now, I headed out the door to be greeted by Eivor’s noble steed. Forming my hand in a fist, I let the horse get familiar with my scent before brushing Its long dark coat and giving a pat on the side of the neck. A broad bearded man approached me.

“Well, If it isn't the witch that cast a spell on my good friend Eivor! Follow me and I’ll make a true drengr out of you.” He said before tossing a bow at me.

“The name is Gunnar…”

We strayed some distance away from the longhouse making small talk, where an assemblage of targets and dummy’s stood. Gunnar straightened his back, pulling the bow to his chest, stretching the string before landing a perfect shot on a target. With a proud look on his face he instructed me to do the same.

I pulled on the bow but the arrow kept staggering, once I could bring it to a still position I let loose and the arrow didn't land anywhere near a target. Gunnar let out a dry laugh before he proceeded to fix my stance.

“Chin up... Your back, straighten your back. Hold your bow tighter.”

Doing exactly as he said, in a second attempt I ended up landing a decent hit.

“You did it, I knew you could!”

Eivor appeared and I realized she had been watching us the whole time. Though I was obviously humiliated, Eivor lifted me up and carried me with one arm around my back and the other around the bend in my knees before spinning me around and cheering me on.

“You better watch out, Gunnar!” We all laughed before she placed me back down on my feet.

We headed back to the horses, Eivor saddling up on her stallion before stretching a hand out for me to grab onto. Climbing onto the horse, I wrapped my arms around Eivor’s waist for support. Gunnar parted ways before saying goodbye and wishing us safe travels.

“Where are we going?” I asked

“You’ll see… We should make haste.” Eivor said, then leading the horse out of the settlement.

The once pure white clouds began to turn a grey color and the sun stopped shining.

The horse picked up the pace and I felt the thumping of its hooves hitting the ground. The journey on the rocky path was long, making me miss the simplicity of cars. Turning a corner, we began to slow down. To my surprise, an arrangement of large stones much like Stonehenge came into view. The horse came to a halt, Eivor jumping off and then helping me get down.

“I always come here to get away from the noise but sometimes I would hear voices coming from these stones… Lately they’ve been quiet.”

Could this be my chance to find a way back?

“What do the voices sound like, Eivor?” I asked.

“Truth be told, they sound a lot like yours…”

A confused look fell upon my face.

“I had dreams of this location, I sought out to find it and it turns out it's real. My dreams become prophecies, I know it sounds strange. A woman always accompanied me here in the dreams I realize now, it was you.”

Eivor held my wrist up, pointing at my bracelet.

“Valka told me a stranger would come to me with a symbol of love, like the one you wear all the time. Although, I’m ready to give myself to you, I can't help but feel like there is something that you’re not telling me…”

I stood up from the stones we were resting on, straightening out my overshirt.

“Eivor I…”

Eivor stood back up next to me, her hands grazing the fabric on my elbows.

She knew something was going on, but would she believe me If i told her the truth. Would chaos commence? Would I be spat back into the present day if I told her everything?

I took a deep breath.

“Eivor, there has been something I’ve kept from you but before I tell you I have one more thing I need you to talk to me about…”

The tall blonde stopped me,

“The box, I know.”

A shocked look formed on my face but Eivor remained calm. Reaching into my tunic to pull out the keys from my string, I placed them into the palm of her hand. It's no surprise due to my forgetfulness that I had been caught.

“I'm so sorry… I shouldn't have done that. Why do you still cherish her things, Eivor?”

Eivor picked the key off from the jamble of the others before throwing the key far off into the distance, the vision of it lost in peaks and valleys of green hills.

“I forgot it was even there, [y/n]. We were together for so long I completely forgot to get rid of it. Our notes stopped long ago, after she and Sigurd separated.”

My eyes looked down at the ground.

“Yeah, you were together for so long…”

Eivor pulled my chin up, making me look her in the eyes.

“You’ve caused me to feel more emotions than Randvi ever did in the years we were together, I need you to know that.”

Gaining some clarity on the situation I gave an understanding nod. I latched onto Eivor’s hand and pressed it against my cheek. A tear fell from my eye and I braced myself to tell Eivor the truth.

Pulling myself back from her, I inhaled deeply. My hands shaking from anxiety and nerves, I wiped underneath my eye and began to pace.

“Calm down, love. I’m ready to listen to whatever you have to say.” Eivor said, reassuring me.

“These stones, there are stories about stones like these. The saxons know of them.”

Eivor shot me a confused look.

“What of these stories?”

I let out a nervous chuckle.

“They say you can go back in time, or forward...”

Eivor leaned forward to listen closer, her eyes widened.

“They sound silly but, I found out that they’re true the day you found me and I woke up in your bed. I realized I had been shot back more than a thousand years in the past. I’m not even from this time period, Eivor.”

Eivor contemplated for a moment. Perhaps, on whether or not to take me seriously.

Eivors POV

“Eivor, we’ve been looking for you!”

Rain began to fall from the sky, and Thor began to unleash his bane. Thunder could be heard hitting the ground from a distance. With a whip of my neck, I turned to see Sigurd and a few of my men approach on horse. Sigurd quickly dropped from his horse and walked towards me.

“The settlement has been invaded, we need you at the front now!” Sigurd said, pushing me towards my horse with his good arm.

With one rapid movement and no time to process, I pulled the cloak from my shoulders off and placed it over the stranger who I’m beginning to fall in love with.

“Bjorn, get her to safety quickly!”

Speaking briskly of a nearby village to send her to I saddled up my horse and grabbed onto the bridles. Heading my instructions, Bjorn led her onto the back of his horse before whipping her away.

“Move, move!”

Lashing my horse to take off as fast as possible, my men followed close behind. The hooves beating onto the ground growing loud and the thunder intensifying. Approaching a now flooded crosswalk a tree struck and fell in front of me. I whipped the horse over to the side placing us back on the track. Smoke could be seen climbing high into the air, and the stench of death grew stronger as we approached camp.

With my stallion still bucking, I hopped off to see a group of Pict men guarding the entrance. I readied my shield and the men behind me started to sprint towards the soldiers. After cutting each one down, I picked up a sword from a fallen and catapulted it at the general. An impaled man dropped next to my feet and I turned around to see Gunnar sparrying with a Pict.

“Eivor, you need to get to the longhouse! I'll hold them off!”

Though hesitant to leave my right hand man alone, I knew he could handle himself fine. I made my way past the burnt tents and chaos to find the longhouse still intact. However, when I stepped through the doorway I was greeted by a bloodbath.

The groans of a woman could be heard nearby, I raced towards the sounds to see a wounded Randvi still in her bed. She lifted a bloody hand from her side, and forced an attempt to speak.

“Eivor…”

My clothes soaked from the rain I could rip nothing more off me, otherwise it would risk infection. I lifted her undershirt up to reveal she had been struck on the left side of her ribcage, the wound pressing about an inch deep into her flesh. Quickly I tore off a sheet of linen next to the bed and wrapped it around Randvis gushing wound.

“Randvi, who did this? Gods, I will make them pay.”

A few men came running through the open doorway and I lifted Randvi off the bed while making sure I didn't cause her further discomfort. Transferring her from my arms to a Jomsviking nearby and demanded they get her healed as fast as possible. Men coddled around the two and they escaped through a back door.

My body filled with rage and uncertainty I set out to avenge her, axe in hand. Creating a path past the corpses on the ground, I ventured through an exit. The heavy rain only made the large burning fires worse, smoke began to fill my lungs so I tried my best to shield my mouth with my elbow. A large man could be seen fighting off a few of my men in the foggy distance. With a closer look I could see it was the chief of the Pict invaders.

“You!”

He turned his head to my enraged voice and only let out a chuckle, his laughter only infuriated me more. I charged at him with all the speed that Thor could grant me, only for him to stop me with a sparry. The pressure on our weapons caused friction, my sword began to slide and the Chief pushed me enough to where I lost balance before slicing the flesh of my arm.

Ignoring the cut, I staggered for a moment and he raised his blade in an attempt to hit me again but I dodged the attack and lifted my axe striking him in his skull. Wiping the blood from my face, I pulled the blade out and my men gathered around me. Screams of agony and cries were the only sounds surrounding me.

“This is no longer a safe spot. Check for survivors, we head west now.”

I sat down on a bench and began to tend to my wounds, pouring alcohol over the cut. The sting lasted for what felt like forever and my mind began to race, the disturbance of the day is too much to bear. Randvi looked bad last I saw her but she may be able to pull through, at least that's what I keep telling myself. We’ve been through a lot together even if we are not as close as we once were.

Everything happened so fast, I had no time to process what [y/n] told me. She claims she is from far into the future, an even further destination than what I had in mind. As strange as it sounds, I believe her. The stones must hold magical properties for me to be hearing sounds from them, and for her to allegedly be traveling from them. The painful thought of her missing home crossed my mind. She must want to go back, I know so. I can't begin to imagine what the world would be like a thousand years from now.

Everyone quickly started packing up to move westward. We suffered a great loss, but still it could take all night to pack. We’ll have to start new resources wise. My mind was so loud, I almost missed Valka calling my name.

“You’re hurt.”

The seer pulled out a small handbag before flashing a flask containing a mixture of herbs and oils. She removed the hand covering my wound and rubbed the mixture over it. The pain started to numb and she wrapped it with a clean linen nearby tying it in a knot. Valka made a distraught face before asking me if the wound felt any better.

“There is something on your mind, isn't there?”

I straightened up in my seat and gave a slow nod.

There’s a few things on my mind.

“Randvi will be okay. We will be okay, better is to come. I know for I have seen the visions.”

A sigh of relief escaped my mouth. Valka’s calming words lifted some weight off my shoulders.

“I assume you already know, she told me the truth about where she’s really from. Valka, I’ve lost so much already. She needs to get back, I can't just keep her here.”

Valka tilted her head and stared off into the distance.

“This is true, It’s her decision in the end. A choice is to be made.”

#fem!eivor #fem eivor #eivor x reader #female eivor #ac valhalla #assasinscreed #assasins creed #fan fiction #fanfic #eivor

[thatsgay-writes]

Trini Kwan x Reader

Summary: You are the white ranger.

Warnings: Light cursing?

(You are a female.)

Things to know:

1. You and Trinity have been dating for 6 months. 2. The white power ranger coin has been passed down every generation when the oldest turns 16. So you've had the coin for 2 years. 3. You've only lived in Angel Wood for 1 1/2 years, so the boosts the coin gives you is normal to everyone. (Like you didn't suddenly get strong like Billy) 4. You already know about Zordon and Rita, you found the ship when you accidentally fell into the water. You have been training ever since and can morph. You can morph because you always imagine having a team and being connected to them and trusting them. Plus you've been practicing since you were 16. But you haven't been ale to use your zord yet.

What the hell? Trini thought as the wall starts talking to the group. "These are them? They are so small." Zordon said. Trini rolled her eyes, who did this wall think he was. "Show me the coins." Zordon demands and everyone in the group pulls out their coins, "The Morphing Grid is never wrong. If the power coins have returned to the ship with these... teenagers... then these teenagers are the Power Rangers." Power rangers? Trini thought, confused. "Power rangers?" Zack asked, voicing his confusion. "Yes Power rangers. Any other questions?" Hi. How you doing? My name is Billy. Billy Cranston. Kids used to called me Billy Cramps..." "Billy! Stop." Jason interrupts. "Sorry. The images here in this sphere tell the history of the Power Rangers. Looks like the Power Rangers were a team that protected life? And life is a bright light. Or a piece of light?" Zordon looks slightly impressed with what Billy figured out, "Yes. Yes, Very good Billy. It is called the Zeo Crystal..." "Oh. I love this part. Every planet in the universe that has life. Has a piece of the Crystal buried inside it. 65 million years ago, Zordon's team died... defending the Crystal here and what is now Angel Grove. The Coins have chose you five. Now you must protect the Zeo Crystal and life on Earth." Alpha 5 said, interrupting Zordon's story and finishing it for him.

(Time skip all of the explaining cause not gonna lie it is long)

Trini woke up with a start. What the actual fu--, she thought as she looked around before realizing shes in y/ns room with y/n laying in bed with her. That just makes her even more confused. Last thing she remembers is getting hit by a train and now shes in bed with her girlfriend... It just doesn't add up. She checks the time and sees its 5 am and still has a little less then 3 hours before school. Trini slips out of the bed and leaves a note for y/n, saying she went home. After getting home and getting ready for school, Trini sat downstairs in the dining room wit her family. "So..Where were you yesterday and last night? Were you with friends? Do you have any friends? Why are you so tired?" Trini's mom asked before Trini's dad stops her. Her mom gave her dad a confused look. "You did ask her four questions... before she's even answered the first." He says to answer her confusion. "Because she's like a ghost around here. She needs to start communicating." "June." "Say something." "Speak! I just..." "Relax. Okay, relax. Okay, Trini, let's start over. Please tell us one thing you did today." Trini just rolled her eyes at her mom trying to get her to speak and her dad trying to stop her from interrogating me. "Me and four kids from Angel Grove found a spaceship buried underground. What? I'm pretty sure I'm a superhero. And I was with y/n last night." Trini responds being truthful. "Cool!" Her brother say. "Not cool. Pee in that cup! I knew that y/n was a bad influence on you." Trini rolls her eyes at peeing in a cup but tenses when her mom makes a comment about y/n. There was no way someone was gonna bash on her girlfriend and get away with it, even if it was her mom. "Don't speak about y/n that way. Shes probably the only good thing that has come out of moving here." Trini says before walking away, not even letting her mom respond.

(Time skip to after school)

Trini was happy she got to spend time during free period and lunch with y/n. Y/n even took her off campus to Krispy Kreme to help her relax. Y/n always seemed to know when Trini was stressed or not in the best mood. And Trini loved her even more for it, even if they haven't actually said the L word yet. Trini wasn't really looking forward to going back to the space ship and wanted to spend the afternoon with y/n but they said they had something they needed to do. Walking over the hill Trini was a little surprised to see everyone there. Everyone stood in awkward silence for a few minutes. "Well lets get this over with." She mumbled before jumping into the water. Everyone else following after her. When they got into the space ship, Zordon had them attempt to morph. As everyone got on their platform, they all noticed one was empty. "Why are there 6 platforms? I thought there was only 5 of us." Jason asked voicing everyone's confusion. "There are 6 rangers, red, blue, black, yellow, pink, and white. The white ranger already knows of Rita and my past. They have been training with Alpha 5 for a little over a year. You will be meeting them today." Zordon responds like its nothing special. The group looks around in shock. "Now lets get back to the task at hand."

Morphing was a complete fail, so Zordon had everyone start training without armor. It was the third day of training and the team was looking a lot better. "When will we meet this white ranger?" Zack asks after practice that day. "Actually they should be here any minute." Alpha says before spawning 10 practice dummies. "Wow that's a lot. Why did you do that?" Kimberly asked. "Zordon like to catch white off guard, says it helps with practice. I don't kno--" "Guys look!" Billy exclaims, cutting of Alpha. The team looks up to see a body moving through the water. When they body gets to the edge of the water they stick there hand out of it and wave to everybody. The team looks around, a little weirded out. Alpha just chuckles, "They always mess around like that before practice." They watch as the hand suddenly stops waving and clenches into a fist. They all watch in awe as their hand get wrapped in white armored gloves. They suddenly drop from the water and start destroying the practice dummies. When they finally defeat the last one they stop and turn to their new teammates. Y/n feels her eyes widen comically when she sees Trini there. While the y/n is panicking over seeing their girlfriend, the team is looking at the mysterious white ranger in shock. "Whoa!" Billy practically yells, "How did you do that? Why does your armor look different from what ours are supposed to look like? Why--" Billy goes to continues but stops after feeling a hand on his shoulder. "Breath Billy." Jason says, "But he's not wrong, why does their suit look different from what ours is supposed to look like?" He asks turning to Alpha 5. "Well unlike your coins, the white ranger coin has been passed down generation to generation in a family. When the eldest child of the white ranger reaches 16 they are given the coin and sent here to train. The last ranger before the one you see before you decided to move to Angel Grove sometime after the coin was passed down because of the threat of Rita. Anyways, since the coin wasn't hidden away it has gotten some updates. Their zord is different too, while you all have dinosaurs the white ranger has a tiger."

(Your power ranger suit and zord)

Trini smiles hearing the word tiger, thinking about how you and her were gonna get a dog together after high school. You had finally agreed to the name Tiger after a long discussion and some... convincing. You watch as Trini smiles and you blush under the helmet, knowing exactly what shes thinking about. You get pulled out of your thoughts as you see the team turn to look back at you. "Oh sorry I guess I should introduce myself." You watch as Trini looks at you in slight confusion before shaking it off, your voice just sounded so familiar to her. At the point, you were sweating buckets. Yeah, Trinis a ranger now but its only been for a couple days. You on the other hand had been keeping this secret since the day you met and you know Trini is big on trust. You just hope she doesn't get too mad and realizes you had to keep it from her like she has to do with everyone else now. You take a deep breath before sticking your hand out. "My name is..." Your helmet disappears, and Trini lets out a gasp in shock, "Y/n?" You just awkwardly chuckle as everyone looks between the 2 of you. "Um yeah, and I'm the white ranger."

#power ranger 2017 #power rangers #power ranger movie #trini kwan #trini x reader #female character #female x reader #female reader #x reader #white ranger

[fortheloveofkuroo]

𝑬𝒈𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒄

A really long angst with i think over 1500 words. GOD IM SO SORRY FOR MY BEST BOI. Tell me if you guys want more. Anyways it's f!reader ^^ Sorry for any typo or grammatical error <3

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"(Y/n)-senpai!" You turn your head to the source of the voice. Only to found a girl, shorter than yourself. Her blonde locks are tied neatly. She smile widely as your hand hugs her shoulder.

"Uwaah! That concert is really something! Still i can't believe that we got Shimizu to come with us though!" She said with fire in her eyes. You can't help to giggle. It's very rare seeing your junior on fire like this.

"What do you think of the concert, Shimizu?" The girl with raven hair only smiles. "It's great. I can feel the fire and so much passion that the band radiates." You nod. Agreed. The band did such a great job, and you know both of the girls are enjoying the concert tonight.

"Oh! Isn't that Hinata-kun?" You notices a boy with orange hair jumping around with a tall black haired boy.

"Oh and Kageyama too." Add Shimizu senpai. "We should say hi Yacchan, who knows the whole team is going?" Yachi immediately agrees and follow your step as you walk closer to the crowds of boys.

"Hey team!" You greets. There's almost a full team here if only Asahi and Yamaguchi are here. "Hey where's our ace and pinch servers?"

"Yamaguchi have some family stuff to do. And Asahi senpai is feeling under the weather." A tall blond boy suddenly speak up. You smiles to him. Tsukishima, the cold hearted and introverted boy who kind off dislike months ago you suddenly reply to your question. Is this some kind of progress?

"Thanks Tsukki!" He shrugs his shoulder. "So where are you guys going? Let's go together!" Offer Daichi as his hand gesture over the crowds that are going down. A big red gate that are surrounded with paper lantern and food stall. It's a summer festival!

You all enter the festival and your jaw cannot help but drop. It's been so long. You never went to any seasons festival anymore since elementary and it shows. Not surprisingly, the same happened to half the rest of the team. Even Kageyama.

"Wah look! grilled squid!" Yachi yelps happily. "Let's go Yachi-san!" Hinata shouted as he takes Yachi's hand and runs towards the festival.

You couldn't help to laugh. Their chemistry is so bright and funny. It's like they were made for each other. It's nice seeing your junior bonding so well with each other. Tsukishima even having a little chit chat with Kageyama and the others are just being so loud and cheerfull as usual.

Suddenly a touch on your shoulder snaps you out to reality. "You okay (Y/n)?" The captain feels a little worried about you because of the sudden quiet. You shook your head. Smiling, you reassured him. "Don't worry. I'm fine Daichi-san." Daichi huffed. Then nudge your arm playfully. "Come on drop the formalities. We've known each other for so long." It's true. You've been in the same neighbourhood with Daichi since you're elementary. You've know him longer than anybody else. Even Asahi and Sugawara knew you're important to Daichi.

"Hey can't do that in front of the team! I have to be good example to my junior y'know! And you're still my senpai too you or should i call you Onii-chan?" You laughs. "Geez we're only like 3 months apart (Y/n) I'm not that old!" Daichi chuckles, ruffling your (H/c) hair as you struggle to break free from his big hand destroying your hair. Suga, who's now witnessing everything only smiles playfully and signal the entire team to leave. Quietly.

He always knew. He always knew that Daichi is crushing on you. It shows so much that it annoys him. He really want to shove Daichi infront on you and yell at him to just confess already.

After several dad jokes and mini argument later you finally realized that you're alone. With Daichi.

"Eh? Where's the rest of the team?" You wonder. Looking around, hoping to see any familiar faces. While you're having a mini panick attack moment, Daichi takes a little time to visit a stall and comes back to you.

"Hey (Y/n)-chan." You face him, worried and anxiety clearly visible on your face. But after you see Daichi's gentle smile your heart calms over. And that suffix.

"Woah what's with the suffix suddenly? You never call me by -chan anymore since.." you stops. Remembering something.

"Here." His hand offers you a simple wooden box. At first you refuse. "What is this? My birthday is over a month ago and you already gave me a present right?" You wonder. Daichi grins and shrugs. "I think it might look pretty on you. Open it."

You smile softly to him. He's the sweetest isn't he? You slowly open the lid and inside, a necklace with a tiny lilac peony pendant decorated with beads and gems around it.

It's so shiny and pretty you gasped way to hard you almost drop it. It looks so expensive and you quickly close the lid and shove it back to Daichi. "I can't take this! This looks so expensive i... Cannot. I'm not worthy of this!" You grin, denying his present as polite as posible

But Daichi face is not showing any emotion unless a serious one. Untill it softens and hands over the box to you again. "I want you to have it (Y/n)-chan. And don't say you're not worthy. You are worthy. In fact.. I.. I want to tell you something." You can tell where this is going. He avoids your gaze, cheeks slightly flushed and his fidgety moves.

"Listen (Y/n), I-" "(Y/n)-chan?"

A voice. His voice. It's like a bell ringing trough your ear drums and hit your brain so hard it went down to your heart. It was so clear it hurts.

You turns over the direction where the voice is coming. You saw a tall figure. His hazel cat eyes like piercing the silence that you're having.

"Oh.. Hey." Daichi voice was so small. He barely even speak. Like whispering. That tall figure approach you and Daichi, without any doubts his huge warm hand wraps around your hand.

"What are guys doing here? it's already late. Let's go home. I don't like seeing my gilrfriend catch a cold~" He said with a grin to Daichi. Daichi froze. His eyes went wide. You have a boyfriend?

"God you're freezing." He immediately takes off his bright red jacket and place it over your shoulder. Making sure you're warm and nice. It is, you think. You never felt so warm and fuzzy. But the view infront of you is killing your inside. Daichi, looking so gloomy, dead inside and fake smiling while chatting with him. "Send my regards to other members, Captain!" Daichi only nods as you left your spot with this tall figure.

Before you leave, you turns back for one last time. "Wait! Daichi you have something to tell me right?" Daichi, who's about to leave the place freeze. He turns back and smiles bitterly. "It's nothing important (Y/n). Really, you should get going." Then he disappear to the crowds.

With his hand intertwined with yours, you walk back to your house with him.

There's no any sound or voice coming out while you two walks together. You don't want to start any convo either. Then he sighs and broke the silence. "I know you mad, but please hear me out." He stops walking and pull your closer to him. Stopping you from walking away from him.

"He was about to say something.. Important, Kuroo." You avert your gaze from his eyes. Avoiding any eye contact because once you locked on eyes with him you can never get off. Kuroo takes a deep breath and rubs his face harshly.

"You know what he's going to do right? He want to confess (Y/n). I know. I showed up at the wrong timing but i didn't mean it okay? I just simply went there and say hi because i saw you.. Not because i saw you're with him."

"How did you even get there anyway?" You're still not convinced.

"Lev drags us there. He never went to Festivals and really want to see one with his own eyes. I'm pretty beat today so i decided to went home early and boom i found you. And Daichi too behind the temple, in dark and surrounded with trees and bush." He simply answer.

Yeah, it seems pretty obvious now that he points all of that.

You can't help but to feel sorry and guilty. You leans on Kuroo's chest. "But i feel sorry for Daichi, Kuroo.." Kuroo's hand once again found his way to comfort you.

"I don't want to lose you (Y/n). You are so important to me.." His voice was vague. But somehow you can heard it clearly.

"What are you saying you dummy cat?" You pet the back of his head. Kuroo sighs seems at ease. Then he pulls off and stare right into your eyes.

His hazel eyes, glowing under the moonlight. Making them thousands far more majestic rather than the first time you met his gaze. His gaze is serious yet so loving at the same time.

"(Y/n), please allowed me to be selfish and make you mine once again. And of course i'm yours."

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Hogwarts! Minghao

anon requested: "Hi! I was wondering if you could do a Hogwarts AU for minghao/The8 like you did for Joshua and Wonwoo?? Thanks and I love your blog!"

 third year slytherin

closest with the other third years in his friend group, Seokmin and Mingyu

also really close with Gryffindor's Jun

he didn't really know anyone when he first came to Hogwarts

really quiet a lot of the time too

half-blood

tried out for the slytherin quidditch team and became one of the beaters along with Jihoon

and that's how he came to meet the rest of that friend group

also hit Jun with a bludger

and stopped Jun from getting the snitch

which had never happened before in Jun's entire time as a seeker

Minghao went to go apologize to Jun in the infirmary because he hadn't meant to hurt anyone was just too good at being a beater

"What?!?! Don't be sorry, I've never failed before, this makes it all the more fun!" Jun said, surprising Minghao

and their friendship started from there

never insult one of them

not unless you want to make thirteen new enemies

Minghao gets decent scores on stuff but is pretty laid back

isn't really seen studying

rather, he trains really hard everyday with the quidditch team

"Grades don't promise a good life, you have to do what you love"

walks around the grounds with his friends a lot

and talks or sits by the lake

also hangs out a lot in the room of requirement

though no one knows why

ask Jun or someone Minghao's close to and they say

"Minghao does his own thing sometimes so we don't bother him, it's tough dealing with all of us all the time."

also spends the most time on the quidditch field compared to the others

practicing or doing flying tricks with Jun

or just flying around the grounds on the weekend with other teammates

also likes spending time in the astronomy tower, stargazing with his friends or by himself

was rumored to have hidden a dragon in the forbidden forest as his pet

but no could ever get any proof he had a dragon

although someone did swear Minghao came into potions one day with his robes a bit burnt

best class is Defense against the Dark Arts

tbh he's too good

never gets below a perfect score on papers and the professor loves him

which sort of bothered you

"I swear he doesn't do any work in the class but the professor just lets him do whatever!" you rant to a friend

ever since you and Minghao met, you guys had a frenemy sort of deal

he had accidentally ran into you in the halls causing you to drop your books

and when he bent down to pick them up for you, you accidentally smacked him in the face with your robes

suffice to say, your dynamic with Xu Minghao had always been a bit complicated from there

"Hey!!! I'm sorry I made you drop your stuff, no need to smack me!" he yelled rubbing his nose

"I didn't smack you and why are you running in the first place, are you lost?" you said flustered

this question was met with some awkward and tense silence

everyone knows the two of you argue over everything

if you both start bickering

"y/n and Minghao are back at it again, PLEASE STOP."

and when you found out he was in the same house as you-

"Wait this means I'm in your classes..."

"I'm just as upset as you are"

"No way, I'm clearly more upset."

"You are not, I'm suffering."

"You're lucky to be graced by my presence."

"Please sweetheart, don't make me laugh."

it was almost funny how you two argued about everything

"No you're supposed to add the root after you stir!" you tell Minghao in potions

"Well if you had read the directions faster, we wouldn't be stuck here!" he stuck his tongue out at you

"Hey you two, stop fighting, you'd think you guys were a married couple or something." your friend laughed at the two of you

"Shut it." Minghao rolled his eyes

"Hey! Don't talk to my friend that way!"

Minghao knew how to push your buttons, and you weren't really sure why

"Ok but think of it this way, he legit never does stuff in Defense against the Dark Arts!"

"This is like the fifth time you've brought him up in a minute, ar you obsessing over Minghao or something? Make up your mind..." she shakes her head sarcastically

"I'm not obsessing over him!"

"RIght." she suppresses a giggle

"You sure you don't like him then?" she snickered

"WHat the ACtUal heCK!" you turn around facing her

"You're always bickering with him over tiny stuff, and he's always trying to annoy you on purpose as if trying to start conversations and stuff." she said hiding a smile

"Are you ok? You didn't get hexed or something did you?" you ask her

which makes her throw her hw at you

"No need for violence but what you said doesn't make any sense." you say handing her back the projectile that was her hw

"You're always talking about him too. Now that I think about it you two are alike in a lot of ways." she shrugs

"What how?!?!"

"Well, you're both the best in our class for defense against the dark arts, you're both stubborn and you're both annoying..."

it was your turn to throw your hw at her

"Look, I'm just saying, if you like Minghao, tell him" she laughs before turning to finish her paper

"I don't like him!" you say blushing unknowingly, "He doesn't do anything in that class! Just sits around with his friends."

"Explain his perfect paper scores then?"

"He has to be cheating, I don't know how, but I'll prove it."

"Explain your blushing then?"

you stopped to stick your tongue out at her and to hide your reddening face

no you didn't like Minghao, right?

he was just some annoying classmate of yours...

the more you thought about what your friend said though

the more you reflected on yourself

the way Minghao always seemed to walk up to you in potions

"Lovely day I would have been having, if only you, my favorite person IN THE WHOLE WORLD, were a bit happier to see me." he'd joke

"Go annoy someone else" you said without looking up

"But I like annoying you, because your reactions are hilarious." he'd laugh

or the way your eyes would naturally wonder over to his face in defense against the dark arts

where he'd notice you staring

and stick out his tongue at you or make a silly face

and he'd laugh seeing you roll your eyes and look away

but you always stared at him a bit after

when he wasn't looking at you

and noticed how a small dimple formed on his cheek when he pressed his lips together for a smile

what the heck are you actually a stalker stop you don't like Minghao... RIGHT?????!?!?!

but as you thought about it more

he never failed to make your life at school interesting

the way he bounded up behind you going into defense against the dark arts to tap you on the right shoulder before ducking to your left side and pretending he never did it

or the way you two would race each other to see who could finish hw first in the common rooms

or how you'd draw a mustache on his face with wingardium leviosa and your quill if he ever fell asleep

you had to admit your feelings for him were more than just some annoying classmate

but what could you do about them?

your relationship with him had always been just frenemies

once you both were trying to figure out the stupefy spell

and you looked over at him determined to beat him to the punch when learning it

and he just gave you a sly smile

before cracking up in laughter when you accidentally broke a desk with your wrongly done spell

when he threw it perfectly at the practice dummy

and walked over like

"Do you need something y/n?"

and you just huffed and threw the spell perfectly on the next turn before turning around to look at him pointedly

which he just returned with an eyebrow raised

"Your aiming could have been better." he comments before turning away

you didn't want to like Minghao, or did you want to like him? he had always been your number one competition, the person always keeping you on your toes

but he also made you laugh when you weren't feeling the best

and his occasional messing up was endearing 

and also made you want to help him when he needed it

"THIS IS TOO COMPLICATED I HATE EMOTIONS!!!!" you groan in the empty hallway before the room of requirement

you needed to get something out of the room but Minghao had popped into your thoughts again

speaking of Minghao popping out of nowhere

"Yelling in the hallways waking up the ghosts again, y/n?"

you nearly scream as Minghao walks up behind you

"Give me some heads up when you show your face, I almost became a ghost." you said clutching your heart

"Yea well, I'm not really up for our usual teasing today, y/n, sorry."

you look up to see Minghao sighing

"Why? Not up for my usual roasting of you?" you joke trying to lighten the suddenly serious mood

"I don't know, I'm just tired I guess." he paced three times pass the door and you watched a door appear

"Should I leav-" you start before he turns to look at you and grabs your arm pulling you into the room

alone

the room was lined with mirrors and you look closer,

practice dummies?

you watched as Minghao threw a spell at one without even seeming to try

and hit it perfectly

"I come here to practice every night, but it's too quiet, and you were here being loud as usual so..." he trailed off

you stared at him as he threw another spell

"Anyway, I hope you don't mind, you can just sit there and talk about how annoying I am if you want, but I just didn't want to be by myself..." he finished blushing

"What?" you said trying to shake your thoughts

"I practice every night which is how I can pull off that stuff in class. I kind of just wanted to show off to you because you're smart, but I guess my plan backfired, since I don't think you like me very much"

you looked up feeling warmth in your cheeks

Minghao wasn't looking at you, he was staring dead ahead at the next practice dummy

"Jun told me I'm clueless on these things, but I don't know what to do. How do you tell the person you like that you like them?" he said giving a cute little frown

you were surprised at his words, "I guess the guy's human after all." you thought to yourself

but you also felt your heart fall

so Minghao liked someone already

it shouldn't have affected you, but you felt your heart ache a bit

"You should just tell her" you said sighing

even if you liked Minghao and he liked someone else, you didn't like seeing him not as his usual joking and vibrant self

"You think so?" he said looking at you

"Yea..."

"y/n?"

"Yea Minghao?"

"Ummm, I- I kinda like you." 

and before you even got a chance to process his words

he pulled you into his arms

hugging you to his chest

"I never really knew how to tell you, and it seemed like you hated me. But you always talked to me even when other people wouldn't because they think I'm too quiet or something. And you were always just there, despite me teasing you all the time. I don't know when, but, I really like you y/n."

he let go of you

you, frozen in your spot

"You can continue hating me now, I just had to tell you before I went crazy." he started to turn away

you grabbed onto his arm and he turned back to face you

"Uh, I kind of like you too...."

Minghao's smile was the brightest you had ever seen it

"What's that? Our loud y/n speaking in a whisper?" he giggled, "Could you say it again, I didn't quite hear you."

"Don't push your luck Xu Minghao, I said I like you too." you crinkled your nose

"So do you want to kind of go out with me?" he said smiling brightly again

"Only if you kind of want to date me..." you said returning his smile

"That's what I just asked."

"Well I'm awkward so what'd you expect?"

everyone freaking SHOOK when you walk into class together not arguing

"Is the world ending tomorrow?" your friend said looking at you then over at Minghao

the both of you just staring at each other and hiding a smile

Mingyu stalking over to you

"Did you finally break Minghao y/n?"

"Hm..?" you said

until Minghao literally shatters the earth everyone is standing on by putting an arm around you and saying "No, we're dating."

and everyone ??!!!??!?!?

"WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?!?!?"

and everyone is so surprised

except for Jun

"I called it."

"No you didn't."

"REGARDLESS, I told you to tell her."

and the two of you are just the cutest most comfortable softest thing there

racing each other to your next class

games of tag as you pass each other in the hallway

"Tag you're it"

"I tagged you you're it!"

him stealing your books and other supplies to carry around for you

teasing each other with cute pet nicknames

and teasing each other in different ways

"Why can't I hold your hand?" Minghao whined playfully

"You have to be fast enough first." you smirk and raise your hand up to wave in his face

but in a blink your smirk disappears as Minghao grabs your hand, you too slow to react

"Gotcha."

"I hate you."

"Aw come one, you loooooove meeee."

"No I don't."

and he'd grab your other hand too until you're trapped facing him

"What's that?" he said titling his head cutely at you

"Fine," you say giving in, "I tolerate you mildly."

"that's not it." he said before leaning down to kiss you on the cheek

"Try it again." he said laughing

"Fine, I like you. Are you happy now?" you say giggling

"Mhmm. I'm very happy."

The Seventeen Hogwarts AU Series:

| S.coups | Jeonghan | Joshua | Jun | Hoshi | Wonwoo | Woozi | DK | Mingyu | Minghao | Seungkwan | Vernon | Dino |

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