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angelnoel026 · 5 years

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Chapter 30

*Time jump 2 years from now* Brendan's point of view Time really does fly when someone you love has died. I keep replaying that night in my head, I just dont know how Ashley got to her.. how did she know we were going after her? Unless mom was a spy for her and she told her.. no no no.. my mom couldn't of, I mean it's been 2 years and we haven't heard from Ashley or her pack, they took off right after we found Katherine's body. I noticed Tommy was acting different, it's like he doesnt care that she's gone he hasnt even spoken a word about her plus he hasnt even talked to me or anyone else just keeps to himself. Bryce and Jules were pretty much upset about Katherine's death, she was the best friend they could ask for, I always comfort them when the water works appear. Mom and dad are still shaken up about all this too, in fact they set out on a road trip to find where Ashley is and get revenge. I stopped smoking weed after that night, I dont want to be high and forget my baby sister that would be too painful, even after all the times I was rude to her or wasn't there for her, I still loved my baby sister and for this I make it up to her and help watch her friends incase any new danger comes. Because the drama from 2 years ago was too much, it was all a trick and we lost the battle, I guess you can say we weren't prepared for it but this time we are but then again we dont need anymore of that. Since I've graduated high school, I get ready for work. Dad has told me I dont need a job because were practically rich but I wanted to make my own money. On my way to work I stop by to check on Bryce and Jules, they've gotten close since then not relationship wise but friend wise. "Hey you two!" I wave. "Hey!" They both say back. I step out of the Volkswagen bus. I know Katherine would of wanted me to have her car even though it can be a piece of shit but I'm not complaining anymore. I hug the both of them. "What's new?" I ask starting a conversation. "Well we just finished our homework, cant believe were seniors now." Jules says feeling happy. "Yeah I was just working on a new project and Jules wanted to help out. How's the family?" Bryce asks. I scratch the back of my head. "Well mom and dad left Beacon Hills, not sure when there gonna come back. Ever since when... you know... it's just been hard." I admit, feels weird to even talk about this. "Well I hope they find closure and I still feel sorry about what happened to Katherine.. we all miss her." Jules says wiping her eyes.. I know she's gonna cry. Bryce pat's her back. I throw my arms around them. "She wouldnt want you guys crying shed want you to move on." I'm new to this comforting people emotion but I'm trying. "Thanks Brendan really, oh shoot you're gonna be late for work, stop by anytime!" Bryce says waving me off. I nod my head and run back to the car. Normally I would run to work but doing anything wolf related also reminds me of Katherine, cause if we werent what we are she would still be here. Work was a 20 minute drive, I work at the local drive inn movie theater, I always loved movies and this place always felt like a comfort zone to let go of all my thoughts. A couple of hours pass and so far they've played romantic and comedies, they usually play horror flicks at night which was always the best. I was distracted by the movie when I hear a tap on the window. "Hey I'd like 1 ticket for the horror flick." Said a familiar voice. I look up and wouldnt you guess it, it was Tommy. "Tommy?" I ask. "Brendan? Brendan Hale?" He asked. He looked different, his hair was more short, his eyes were dark and it looked like he hadn't slept in ages. Maybe he was taking Katherine's death more on the inside than we thought. "How.. how've you been?" I ask. "I've been alright.. just trying to move on you know." He admits. "Yeah I hear ya.. it's just.. it feels wrong it feels like she shouldn't of gone too soon. She had so much going for her and it seemed like you 2 really cared for one another." I'm trying to see if Tommy really was grieving over her or if he had forgotten her completely. He sighs.. "Yeah.. I miss her a lot I wish I could of been of help that night." Tommy says scratching his head. "Where did you say you were that night again?" I ask. "I was at the Halloween party waiting for Katherine." He says. I listen to his heartbeat.. it skipped 2 beats... that doesnt seem right... you know what I'll let it slide I dont want to make this awkward than it already was. "Well again I'm sorry that it all went down like this but I know Katherine would want you to move on and be happy. Here's you're ticket, was good seeing you Tommy we should hang out soon." I say handing him the ticket. "Thanks man, definitely." He says taking his ticket. I'll definitely be keeping an eye on him, I cant help but think he might of had something to do with her death. Of course the movie they chose for tonight was a werewolf movie. I sigh and watch the flick. I keep looking over where Tommy is, he seems to be enjoying the film and always got excited when the wolf was attack.. I hate these stereotypes if only they knew the truth about werewolves. I look back over at Tommy and before I could rub my eyes I see 5 black figures appear from the shadows surrounding Tommy in his car. Apparently this isnt a drug hallucination because everyone is screaming and driving off. Tommy puts his hands up and gets out of the car. Once I know everyone has left I change into my wolf form and go after the figures. "Wait!" Tommy yells making me stop. I look at him funny. One of the figures tries to raise his hand up to Tommy but he stops it in no time. His eyes grow darker it's like that wasn't even Tommy. He pushes his hand through the creature and out comes a light that was a green yellow light. The creatures turn to face me.. they all start walking towards me. Before I could run they were behind me, surrounding me now. "Little help here!" I yell but all I could see was an evil grin on Tommy's face. "I'd love to but I got to be somewhere, was good seeing you Brendan and I'll be around." He winked at me and vanished into the dark. What the fuck is wrong with him that's not the Tommy I knew from 2 years ago. I knew something was up I never doubt my gut. The creature put his hand up to me as well putting a thumb behind my ear. It felt like someone was stinging me with a knife that was cold as ice. I try to scream but I'm blind sighted by the same green yellow light. The creatures snarl. Suddenly I hear a voice followed by one of the creatures falling. They take out their swords, I'm let go and fall to the ground, my vision was getting blurry but this person looked familiar. Their fight lasted 5 minutes before they all disappeared. "Are you okay?" The voice asked, I could tell it was a girl's voice and she sounded like an angel. I could only see her outer line form. She looked around Jules height, had short hair that was straight. She wore dark Jean's, red shirt and a leather jacket. Looked like she had some tattoos as well and she also looked like she had weapons on her guns, swords and knives possibly looked like one of Bryce's gadgets?... my vision was coming back to me. "Come with me and I'll get you help." She proceeded to help me. When I could finally get a look at her face I recognized it immediately. "Ka...kat...Katherine?" Was the last word I said before passing out. I hope this was a dream. To be continued

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hesgoteyeslikefire · 6 years

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The king returns

W:language,drugs mention

Chapter 1

It was bike night at the crocodile bar and Sarah had managed to talk you into going ,commenting that it was about time you found a guy since the ginger cunt had left you.

It had been a year now since mad Sweeney had walked out of your life, without even a word or goodbye. Your relationship was fucked up but he’d been in your life for 5 years. The day he left broke you, after all you had both been through together, but Sarah was there to pick up the pieces literally.

After months of crying pathetically she had finally smacked you out of your heartbreak and every night from then on you had spent with her going out enjoying yourself, smoking, drinking,taking drugs and music anything to numb the pain. Heartbreak had changed you before you were more a Netflix and duvet kinda girl but that was different now.

Pulling up your denim hot pants up over your fishnets you heard the door bell go.”COME IN IM GETTING CHANGED” and with that a dirty blonde volcano bounced in “hey bitch” she kicked the door shut behind her stomping over to you bottle of vodka already in one hand.”you ready yet, i wanna get going I’ve got some tattooed sweaty biker dudes to rub my pussy up waiting for me”. Sarah starts to dry hump the arm of your couch .Pulling your tight black sabbath tshirt over your head you stand in front of the mirror adjusting the choker around your neck “god your a tramp”.

“Don’t even tell me you weren’t thinking the same bet urs has closed up ,don’t you get urges n stuff ?how long has it been ?...... oh yea over a YEAR!!!! What u waiting for ? ur leprechaun dick to come back. Come on u need to get back on it literally” and with that Sarah started deep throating the vodka bottle. As u pulled on ur doc martens you display her a middle finger laughing. “Come on then dick head or all you will be getting is that vodka bottle”. You flung your arms around each others shoulders as you both bounded toward the bar swigging vodka and shouting shout at the devil by motley crue.

By the time you hit the crocodile it was packed and true to Sarah’s word it was full of tattooed biker dudes. You and Sarah push your way through the masses to get some drinks. At the bar jack notices you leaning over the bar she shouts over the music “hey girls how we doing tonight ,usual ?” “Yea please J “ even though she was your employer jack didn’t mind you letting your hair down ,she knew what you had been through and had even warned you off sweeney in the beginning if only you had listened to her. Her views were if you where at crocodile at least she could keep an eye on you.

You and Sarah slammed back 5 shots then grabbed a bottle of corona, rebel yell by billy idol started to play Sarah jumped up and down on the spot “i fucking love this song” and with that you both headed to the front of the stage jumping and shouting along to the music.

After a couple of hours of moshing and dancing you leave Sarah to it, as somehow she had managed to find exactly what she wanted and had been grinding up some dude with a beard sticking her tongue down his throat for the last 15 minuets.

You head to the bar where you perch on a stool shaped as a crocodile head and roll your forehead on the cold wood trying to get rid of the buzz that had already smashed your senses .

“here” you feel a cold glass bottle touch your forearm and as you look up theres some dean Ambrose look alike holding a bottle of corona on you “been watching you and saw thats what you’ve been drinking “. Before you even think you grab the bottle and down it banging the glass straight on the bar “impressive im dave” in your best manly voice you shake his hand and reply “hey dave thanks for the drink “as you stand up to leave something hits you and suddenly your vision is blurred and you cant seem to stand . Feeling a forearm grab you around your waist your moved through to the bathroom your heads spinning and there’s nothing you can do to stop the male from pushing you into a stall.he starts grabbing at your clothes unbuttoning your shorts , you try and hit out but for some reason you cant work your limbs. All of a sudden the mans hands are ripped away from you but before you can breathe a sigh of relief your eyes grow heavy, falling back you pass out.

Bolting upright you start to hyperventilate but soon calm yourself when you realise you in your bed alone back at your apartment. Looking around you try to collect your memory from the night before but nothing, all you could remember was downing a beer from some guy called dave. Sarah must of brought you home and undressed you, yep that must of been what happened as you had on your pants from the night before and an oversized sex pistols tee that you always slept in.

Swinging your legs over the edge of the bed you grab your head as a throbbing pain hits you “fuck” clambering to your feet you find a bottle of aspirin on the bedside cabinet and wash them down with the remnants of a beer left on the floor from the night before.

As you try and steady your head you hear clinking coming from the kitchen “mmm fuck SARAH! What happened last night” no answer. “Sarah” sauntering to the kitchen it takes you a moment but all of a sudden your hyperventilating again as you see a 6,5 flame haired denim wearing certain leprechaun stood at the fridge helping himself to a beer. All of a sudden you can’t breathe as you whisper under your breath “sweeny”, he turns round taking a huge swig from his beer “eye darlin the one and only”.

#mad sweeney #pablo schreiber #fanfic #madsweeney #king #leprechaun #swoon #fanfiction #hesback #americangods

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marvel-mendess · 6 years

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Wrongful attraction - Byron Langley

Request: Heeey, can you please do a teacher Byron imagine, where he lectures at the reader’s college and they have to watch out to stay together. Thank you soooo much

Word count: 1,134

Smut: implied

A/N: I’m so sorry this is short & probably not the best, but if you want a second part please feel free to request it and I’ll write one! I hope you like it :)

Pairing: Teacher Byron x Student Y/N

Requests are open!

Y/N POV

Summer coming to an end means another school year right around the corner. In honor of our last weekend of freedom, my friends and I decided to go to the best bar in town to forget about the stress that is about to come. Wearing my favourite pair of black jeans with a low-cut navy one piece and my thigh high black boots, I felt great which meant for a good night. Applying the finishing touches to my makeup I hear my best friend (Y/B/F/N) yell at me to come outside as the Uber was already waiting for us.

-AT DRAMA

After a couple badly sang songs, the Uber finally pulls up outside of DRAMA . After bidding thanks to our Uber driver, the girls and I make beeline for the bar.

A couple of hours have passed by and (Y/B/F/N)’s idea of making us take shots after shots was probably not her brightest idea as I’m now experiencing the room spin.

-NEXT MORNING//Monday

Waking up the first thing I noticed was my head pounding, the second was that I definitely wasn’t in my bed and the third was that I was definitely naked. Slowly looking to my right I realized that I was in fact not alone either. Reaching for my phone I see that (Y/B/F/N) has sent me 17 “where are you text” as well as some texts wondering if I was in fact still alive. Shooting her a text reassuring her that i am still alive & breathing, I decide to order myself a Uber back to my flat, before mystery man wakes up. I did not want to do one of those awkward “hello” after a one night stand. Getting out of bed was a struggle as this man’s tan arm was around my waist yet, after many attempts I finally manage to wiggle my way out and start collecting my clothes while quietly putting them on. Slowly but surely I make my way outside in the hall of his apartment without waking him up. Letting out a breath of relief I walk towards the elevator to reach my Uber driver that is waiting for me outside.

As soon as my Uber driver reaches my flat I start rushing to get ready for my first class of the day; History. Pulling my hair in a messy bun, taking off last nights makeup off of my face and dressing in leggings and a sweater with my trusty pair of vans I look at myself over in the mirror and consider myself presentable (enough) for the day. Grabbing my backpack and my laptop I go outside and start speed walking to school. Good thing I only live 1 block away from my university if not I definitely would be late.

Looking at my phone it's now 10:10am which means i’m officially 10 minutes late so that calls for some light jogging. Bursting through the doors of my first class I realized that i didn’t even need to speed walk as the teacher himself was late. I search for (Y/B/F/N) as I reckon she sent me a text saying she saved me a spot. I find her in the mass of students and start walking towards the seat she reserved for me. I hear doors opening behind me which means only 1 thing; the teacher has finally made an appearance.

Deciding on ignoring wha was happening behind me and making my way towards my friend without tripping over someones backpack, I don’t realize the look of shock she sends my way.

“ Hey sorry I was late, I was at this-“

“(Y/N)!” (Y/B/F/N) says in a tone of panic

“ wassup? what? do you think your pregnant again? oh no don’t tell me you hooked up with Johnny again!”

“No, it's even worse!”

“Well what is it?” I saw slightly getting annoyed

“Look in front of the class”

And that's when my whole world stopped for what seemed like forever.

In front of the class was the guy I ended up in bed with, naked.

I slept with my History teacher.

BYRON’S POV

Bloody hell. That was the first thought that went through my mind when i woke up this morning. My head was pounding and I had the biggest hangover of life. My eyes are wide open as soon as I realize that today was monday and I had work to go to. Turning over to apologize to the girl I brought back with me last night I came face to face with an empty & cold bed. Lifting myself up a little and looking around my room I realize that she in fact left this morning without even saying anything. Bloody hell, I didn’t even have the chance to get her number. “I’m a mess that cant even do hookups right” I say to no one in particular as I lived alone.

Looking over at my alarm clock, I realize that I have 10 minutes to get up and leave for work or else ill officially be late for my first day of work.

“Being late on your first day of work is so classy of you Byron” I said to myself out loud with a long sigh following right after.

Getting up I decide that a shower and then coffee would be the best decision to do now even if it does make me late. Rather look awake then go to work looking like I just rolled out of the bar.

-10 MINUTES LATER

Walking towards the University I realize that I am officially 20 minutes late and that my students are probably already annoyed with me or even gone at this point. Speed walking a little, I finally make it to the front of the building. I take in a huge breath of air in a way of mentally preparing myself to see all my students gone and that’s when I decide to walk in.

All talking stop as many pairs of eyes stare at me while I walk to the front of the class. The students must have put two and two together and realize that their teacher finally showed up which prompts them to start taking their writing utilities out of their book bag and get ready to listen to the first lecture of the semester.

After settling myself in, slowly but surely as i’m hungover and completely unprepared for this first day, I look around the classroom to see what I will be working with this semester and I am met with a class full of third year students, yet my breathing stops at one student in particular.

Her.

The girl from last night. Oh no. My eyes widen a little and my heart goes to my stomach, she was the girl I ended up with last night.

I slept with one of my students.

I stare at her a little longer and watch as her friend from last night starts talking to her in a panic. She must know who I am which is definitely not good. The girl I brought back to my flat turns around and looks at me with the same shocked appearance I was sporting a couple of seconds earlier.

Oh fuck this won’t be good…

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danielphantamiel · 6 years

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Chapter 1

3 Avengers sat at the head of the meeting table, hunched together and discussing something of high importance. “Does he even have another identity? I’ve never heard Bats call him something else.” The Flash said, looking around as if the man in question would suddenly appear. “Same here. And Bruce is the one who picked him up off the street and got him to join. Does that mean even Bruce hasn’t seen his secret identity?” Captain America mumbled. “Isn’t he a ghost? It’s kind of hard to have a secret identity when it died.” Wonder Woman said and leaned back in her chair. Steve sighed “that’s true. So we even know how old he was when he died?” He asked, looking over to Barry, the closest friend out of the three. Barry shrugged and cast a glance over to Diana. “He probably doesn’t remember having a human form, if he even did. Ghost lose their memories over time and he might be dead for a while.” Barry explained. Diana sighed. “But he looks so young. And if he has been dead for a while, why did we just now find him? And what was he doing before this?” She asked. It did beg the question of Phantom’s origins. There was a short silence, broken by Barry, who could not take short silences. “How old does he even look? He seems ageless but also very young at the same time.” Barry said. “I don’t know. Maybe 24? 25? Younger than me is all I can say.” Steve said. “You’re 100.” Diana flatlined with a small smirk. “That’s the only solid fact we have about him though. He’s younger than me.” Steve stated with a grin. Barry gave a little chuckle. “But seriously. My bet it 27. Anyone else willing to bet?” He said and pulled out a 20 from god knows where. Steve smiled. “29,” He said and slapped a bill on the table. They both looked over to Diana. She sighed and smiled. “28. But I’ll keep the money to make sure you two don’t cheat.” She said and snatched the bills from the table. “Are we gonna have an open betting pool?” Barry asked. Steve shrugged. “It wouldn’t be my fault if someone were to find out about our little bet.” Diana stood. “Just send them to me if a little mistake is made. I’m still the keeper.” She said and strode away. Barry and Steve smiled at each other. This could be interesting.

A few weeks later, most of the league had bets on Phantom’s age. There were even smaller betting pools on what his day job was and if he had a girlfriend. Batman was still not aware that silent bets were being made about Phantom and carried on his business. No one seemed to notice that Phantom had been gone for a couple of weeks. No one besides Diana, Steve and Barry. “Where did the kid go? I swear he was just here yesterday!” Barry said. “He hasn’t been here in weeks Barry, what’s your sense of time like?” Steve asked. “Too fast.” Barry grinned. “Both of you. Focus. We need to go talk to Bruce because if anyone knows where he is, it’s Bruce.” She said. The two nodded and set off to find him. Bruce happened to be sitting in the lab, surrounded by computer screens and energy drinks. This was a shock to them all because none of them had seen him look this disheveled or tired. “Bruce?” Diana whispered and Bruce jumped. It looked like he hadn’t been disturbed in hours. “Sorry, you startled me. What’s going on?” He asked, subtly cleaning up the place and moving the windows on his screen. “Nothing much what’s going on with you? You look like you haven’t slept in a week!” Barry said and Bruce looked away, as to not make eye contact. He coughed. “What’s going on Bruce. Or do I have to use the lasso to get it out of you?” Diana asked. Bruce coughed again. “He’s gone. I can’t find him.” He mumbled. “Who?” Diana asked, kneeling down to meet his level on the floor. “Phantom. He’s gone. He’s no where. It’s like he disappeared.” Bruce said, his eyes finally calming down enough to focus on something other than a screen. “How long has he been gone?” Diana asked. “I don’t know. The last I saw him was 3 weeks ago. After he didn’t show up here for a week I started to look. He’s been no where for a week, which is when I put the machines to work. He’s gone.” He said and slumped over. “Hey, hey. It’s okay, we’ll find him. Barry, get him to a bed.” Diana said. “No! I can’t stop now!” Bruce said, using a lot of his energy to move quickly and regretting it. “When was the last time you slept, Bruce.” Diana asked. He slumped back onto the wall. “A week? It doesn’t matter.” He said and tried to stand. Barry rushed over and helped him up. “You’re going to bed. We’ll go find him. Where do you think he is?” Diana asked. “Check his hometown. You’ll find it on the map I have pulled up.” He sighed, giving up, “Alfred will get you tracking devices that will help you find him. Please bring him back safely.” Bruce said and allowed himself to be carried over to a bed. Diana looked at the map on the screen and sent the coordinates to Alfred. All three of them rushed out of the room after making sure Bruce was comfortable. “Make sure he gets food and such when he wakes up. You should probably get him to the medical room because we don’t know his stability.” Diana said to Superman. He nodded and the three left for the Bat Cave.

They got to the Bat Cave and found Alfred standing between a car and a plethora of tracking devices on a table. “I’ve narrowed down his location to two buildings, all you have to do is stick the tracking device to to the ground around the building and it should be able to pick up his signal. Flash, I’m assuming you’ll run but if you don’t want to there’s enough room in the car for you. It doesn’t go as fast as you can though. It should take you an hour to get there if you drive the recommended speed limit but I can always rework it to make it faster.” He said as the hero’s were picking up their devices. “Rework it.” Steve said. Alfred nodded and all three jumped into the car. Flash started the car and veered out of the Bat Cave. “Do you know how to drive without killing us?” Steve asked, gripping the safety handle. “Sure if we want to get there in 3 days. Lemme do what I gotta and we’ll be there quick.” He said, taking the winding back roads and speeding at 150 miles an hour. “Just don’t make me vomit.” Steve said, knuckles turning white from gripping the bar. Barry sighed. “I’ll do my best. What’s the plan when we get there anyway? Plant the devices on the ground and wait?” He asked. “Basically. Watch that turn there.” Steve said as they sped on through the turn. “I’m going to die in this damn car.” Steve said and gripped the armrest. Diana giggled from the back seat.

They got to Phantoms hometown after 30 minutes of extreme speeding and Steve silently fearing for his life. The trio found the buildings they were looking for and looked up to the building and read the name. “G.I.W? What does that stand for?” Barry asked. Diana placed her device on the ground and it lit up and made a beeping noise. “Guess he’s here. We shouldn’t just barge in though, in case they have him bound and such. We should wait until later. Night maybe.” Barry said. “What if he needs us now? What if he’s close to death?” Diana said. She didn’t wait before busting down the front door and rushing down the set of stairs. Both of the boys looked at each other before following her down the building. They all met upon a gruesome sight with Phantom laying on a table and two men in white with scalpels and a man and women with clipboards and prongs. The table was angled so the trio couldn’t see all of Phantom. Phantom was strapped down with metal handcuffs with green sparks coming off of them. Phantom was well awake and terrified. “What are you d-“ one of the scientists started when he was hit in the head with Captain America’s shield. The other three were gathered by Diana and tied up by Barry. “Who are you?” Diana yelled. Barry had never seen her this angry. “The Guys In White and the Fenton’s!” The one in white said back. “What is your purpose with Phantom?” She asked. “To dissect him and study his anatomy. He is a very interesting creature. We want see how he works.” The women said. “Why do you do this as torture? Why keep him awake?” Diana asked with more anger in her face than ever. “Because he isn’t human so it doesn’t matter. Also he cant feel pain though he does scream quite a lot whenever we start a procedure. We don’t know why yet so we just keep him awake for study.” The women said again. “We don’t care about him. All we care about is science. He’s just a pawn.” The larger man said. Barry walked over to Diana. “I found sedatives to knock them out. Would you like me too?” He asked. “Do it.” She said and turned around. Barry sedated all three and gathered her cord. Steve had managed to get Phantom out of his shackles and sit him up. Phantom stared down at the floor, shivering. “Phantom. We need to get you to the Bat Cave.” Diana said. Danny tried to stand but fell back against the table. Barry rushed to his side and grabbed him underneath his arm. Danny jumped back and stumbled away backing up against the wall. “Don’t move as quickly. You’ll scare him.” Steve said. Diana slowly approached him with her hand out. “Phantom, we need you to come with us so Bruce can help you. Please?” She asked kneeling down. Phantom looked at her and slowly moved closer to her. After a tantalizingly long moment he grabbed her hand. She slowly rose, as to not scare him and lead him up to the car with Barry and Steve following. Barry and Steve seemed to mentally connect with a discussion about what happened to Phantom. Questions whirled through their minds as they got up to the car, with Diana and Phantom taking the back. “I’ll drive,” Steve said, “don’t want to move to fast.” Barry tossed him the keys and got into the passenger seat. Steve started the car as Diana comforted Phantom. It was probably the quietest car ride ever.

They got back to the Bat Cave and found a very wobbly Bruce waiting for them, much to Alfred’s distaste it seemed. The car stopped and Phantom jumped out of the car and bolted to Bruce. Suddenly they both were on the ground and Phantom seemed to be crying. Bruce was whispering comforts to Phantom and slowly sitting up. He stood and helped him up, with the help of Alfred and Barry. “You need to show me what they did. I have to make sure they didn’t infect you.” Bruce was saying. Phantom shook his head and tried to back away from Bruce. He held Phantom tighter and continued to try and coax him out of his state. Phantom kept shaking his head and hurried his face further into Bruce’s shoulder. “We won’t judge you. We promise.” Diana spoke up. Phantom sighed, sensing his defeat. He pulled up his elastic shirt as best he could. Bruce’s eyes widened slightly and Barry had to stop a gasp from escaping him. There were old scars, new scars. Old wounds, new wounds. Bruce looked at Phantom with sadness in his face. “How old are the other ones?” He asked. “Most of them are from when I gust started fighting” he said and dropped his shirt, making sure it covered him well. “How long ago was that?” Barry asked. “3 years ago.” Phantom said and quietly fell to the floor.

More to come probably. It will be less angsty I promise

@bluebellball

P.S this is my DP side blog

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notmynostalgia · 4 years

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lets get personal

i got my period in 5th or 6th grade, when i was 11-12 years old. previously, my only worries had been homework and a boy i liked, but not anymore. from that time until i was 20, it lasted 10 days. a third of every month for ten years i spent bleeding (now its 7 days, so a fourth of every month, as it probably will be for another forty years). the few days leading up to it i had bloating and pms acne, sending my self esteem plummeting, and the days of i had terrible cramps and lower back pain that took my breath away and left me so nauseous and exhausted that if the first day came while i was at school or volleyball practice, i had to leave so i could go home and curl up on my bed with hot packs on my stomach and back and a bucket nearby in case i did actually puke. my chest was so sore i couldnt sleep on my stomach. sometimes just talking felt impossible.

i wore pads, not tampons, because i didnt like the way tampons felt. they hurt going in and coming out. once on vacation when i was 13 or 14 we were going to the beach but id started my period on only the second day we’d been there, so my mom gave me one of her super-jumbo tampons, because apparently hers was really heavy too. sitting on the toilet taking it out was one of the most painful experiences i had ever had. i grit my teeth and held my breath until i couldnt anymore and then i was sweating all over and so fucking scared i wouldnt be able to do it. but i did, because i had too.

i was also terrified of toxic shock syndrome, which happens when you leave a tampon in for too long, and it can kill you.

those kinds of things dont happen with pads, but they’re really not good for a lot of other things. when you get up from bed in the morning, the first thing you do is go to the bathroom because theres a chance you bleed through or around your pad, even though you slept the whole night on one side with your legs clamped together. moving around when you sleep can shift how the pad fits and if it isnt positioned just right, you can bleed through your underwear, pajamas, and onto your sheet. if you were shorts to bed, you may wake up with bloody fingers from itching down there while still half asleep. that happened to me about three times before i realized what was happening. i had to use q-tips to get the dried, caked blood from under my finger nails, and now i wear pants to sleep in. in the morning, as you stand, gravity pulls the blood that was pooling somewhere still inside you since you were lying horizontally, and you feel acutely clumps of blood somewhat solidified like gel, pass through you. and there is nothing you can do about it. you cant hold it in. you just have to feel it and accept it like everything else that comes with having a period. sometimes, this is still happening when you go sit down on the toilet and blood gets on the waistband on your shorts or pants and the toilet seat and maybe the bathroom floor. you have to try and gauge when there is a pause in the blood flow, and youre never always right. so now you have to get a clean change of underwear and pants, but you cant put the ones around your ankles back on because youd get blood on you in other places. so you take them off and hobble back to your bedroom with your legs close together so you dont bleed on the floor and hope that none of your family happens to come around the corner and see you. you get back to the bathroom and lock the door. you put a fresh pad - which will only last about 4 hours (so 5-6 pads a day for the first 2-3 days, then 3-4 for the next two, then 2-3 for the next two, and 1 for the last day), if you sit still and do nothing - on your fresh underwear. also, and i dont know why, but youll probably have diarrhea for the first few days of your period too.

playing sports with pads isnt fun. in high school for volleyball games, i had to wear actual underwear, because pads literally, physically cant work with thongs, and then spandex shorts over the underwear because i didnt want to have underwear lines and also for another layer of protection in case of leaks, and then our uniform shorts. nothing about it was comfortable. and obviously, you cant swim while wearing a pad, so youd better be sure to plan beach/swimming trips so they dont fall anywhere near your period, if you can. but they will anyway, because until youre in your twenties, your period will be irregular. mine changed every month by a few days, sooner or later. and sometimes, you think its over, youll go a couple hours with nothing, a clean pad, but then theres more. another day or two. so you were supposed to go hiking today but your period came early or started late and its just so much physical and emotional labor to try and deal with being a person while bleeding from your vagina and every complication that comes with it (like the pressure from a car seatbelt digging into your stomach even though its hardly touching you, like estimating how many pads youll need for the day and remembering to pack them, like having to change what you were going to wear to something loose-fitting like sweatpants and dark to conceal potential leaks) that you cancel.

in college, i played volleyball, and we had a strength and conditioning trainer we saw twice a week, but i continued to train with him for another year after volleyball ended. when i would start my period or be on the first, second, or third day, i would text him and say i wasnt feeling well or had the flu, because i wasnt sure how he’d react to me not coming in because i was on my period. for some reason, its embarrassing to have a period. we have to lie, we have to have good names like “aunt flo” “ketchup” ”monthly visitor”, even among fellow women. in high school and even college, i would have to wait until the bathroom was empty to open my pad because the packaging was so loud and i didnt want anyone to know, and sometimes that made me late for class or practice. we make sure no one’s looking when we pull “sanitary items” from our backpacks or bags; i would wear a sweatshirt and stick the pad up my sleeve so no one would notice. i would be in so much pain during class that i’d taken six midol over the course of the school day but still have to hold my stomach and try to think of anything else that if, if a teacher asked what was wrong or why i wasnt paying attention i would just say i didnt feel good. and your entire life if you show any emotion that a man deems part of an inappropriate reaction, youll have to deal with him thinking or asking if you’re on your period.

in the shower, you bend over and watch the blood run into the drain. youll have to wait for a pause in the flow to get out, dry off and hobble quickly to the toilet. sometimes youll sit down and see pink water droplets on the inside of your thighs where blood mixed with the shower water. you wipe them off before putting underwear on a new pad for the night.

the day before you start your period you might have just done laundry, but it came unexpectedly and theres blood all over you underwear and maybe your shorts or pants. do you waste the water and wash those two garments now in hope that they dont stain, or do you throw them in the laundry basket to be washed in a couple days with a full load?

when it comes to work, if im on my period for my fast food job, i cant call off, and we’re so short staffed that ill never find someone to cover me, so i work. at my desk job, im lucky enough to be able to sit with a hot pack and a cup of red raspberry leaf tea so i can make it through.

men will never know what its like to have a period and pretend that you dont.

#and thats why women are inherently superior #also i have endometriosis and 1 in 10 women do.#some womens' periods arent this bad but some womens' periods are worse #periods #women #woman #menstruation #menstrual health #menstrual cycle #also ladies if you havent tried red raspberry leaf tea DO IT its literally game changing. everything still sucks but a little bit less #womens health

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