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Epilogue

A/n this is a long one 7384words enjoy

The next morning Aria woke up early, well it wasn't that early, it was past noon and at first she thought she must have been dreaming when she opened her eyes and saw she had woken up in her old apartment, Eddie's apartment .

But then she realized she wasn't dreaming at all when she felt the warm arms of someone wrapped around her waist pulling her close to them .

Aria spun around slowly to face the sleepy metal head. She tried to move so slowly and carefully not to wake him up that He looked so peaceful and cute sleeping .

Lucky bastard

Aria thought ..Because when she woke up she looked like a gremlin but not the cute one if you know what I mean..At least that's what she thought. But Eddie didn't have to do anything. He looked handsome with his perfect pouty lips and his perfect eyelashes.Jesus Christ she was in love she didn't see no bad things in him ..He was perfect to her eyes .Stupid crazy love honestly .

Aria had Eddie right in front of her and She still couldn't believe he was actually here next to her laying down in bed with and she was actually feeling him his arms ,his face ,his lips ,his sexy hands .It was hard to believe that not so long ago Eddie was just but a spirit and now here he is in bed alive and breathing .Aria doesn't know for how long she was awake staring at the metal head , she didn't want to take her eyes of him afraid that he might disappear.

She stared like a fucking creep, watching Eddie sleep until Eddie opened his eyes and saw her laying next to him she smiled at him putting a strand of hair behind his ear .

"Hi." Aria said softly,Still with the biggest pearliest white smile on her face .It was so hard to erase from her face .She bit her bottom lip and try to lean in to kiss him but accidentally moved her free hand and accidentally rubbed Eddie's morning wood.

She didn't mean it .

"S-sorry." She stuttered,yeah she was sorry she didn't want Eddie to think bad of her I mean they just met well in a way .She knows they met months ago but today was like the first time because he was here in person and it just felt weird going all the way I mean she did want to..

Eddie raised his brow and sat up looking panicked looking around his apartment then looked at Aria pointing at her then at him .

Arias' heart started beating faster; her worst fear had come true; he had forgotten about her .

How could she be so stupid ?

But then he smile at her so she smile back ,what the fuck was going on?

Was he playing a game with her ? If he was, what kind of sick game was this?

"Ok ,you pervert, what are you doing in my apartment and touching my cock ?" He crossed his arms over his chest trying his best not to laugh he knew it was wrong he fucking knew it ,but he loved messing with Aria ,but then he saw her pretty little face getting red and her eyes glazed .and that's what made him break his joke .

"I-I should go ." She said getting up from the bed, getting her shoes and her purse, Eddie jumped off the bed landing in front of her .

"Hey ,hey baby I'm sorry I'm just messing with you." He chuckled.

Aria gasped and smacked Eddie with her purse multiple times making Eddie chuckled because it wasn't hurting him at all but she did look adorable being mad .

"You fucking asshole !! It's not funny !! I can't believe you would do something like that !! " she screamed at him ."and I was thinking of saying yes to your answer of moving in!!" She put on her shoes and started walking downstairs Eddie following her behind.She couldn't believe Eddie would do such a joke to her .Jesus Christ she was so mad she thinks she doesn't actually know because if she turned around and he was there she would forgive him in a heartbeat.

And we aren't going to tell him that ..

"Ari wait wait I'm so, so sorry please forgive me."Aria stopped when she heard those words with one hand on the doorknob and the other on her purse ."please don't leave me ." Those four words that she once said to Eddie were now being said by him .She dropped her purse to the ground and She spun around jumping into.His arms "I would never leave you ." She peppered his face with kisses .Eddie gripped her tights hard so she wouldn't fall and walked her back upstairs to take her to bed with him.Yeah perv Eddie was in the house .

He laid her down in bed then crawled on top of her.

"You're so beautiful." He said in a low

And a sultry voice .

"Yeah even when I look like this ." Aria crossed her eyes, chuckling at her own silliness.

"Yes, even like that ." Eddie leaned in to capture her lips on his ."take this off ."he pulled Aria's shirt .

"Ok."Aria didn't think twice of anything And lifted off her shirt while Eddie sat on the bed watching her take off her shirt and bra .

"You're wearing too much clothes ." Aria whispers to Eddie and he jumps off the bed instantly getting naked in a matter of seconds and jumping back into bed next to Aria making her jump A few times on its way.

"Someone's eager ."she giggled..

"Well shit sweetheart I haven't been touched in ages so I'm sorry if I bust in 2 seconds ." Eddie then attack Aria with kisses in her neck making

Her giggle .

"Eddie, you're tickling me ." She giggle

"Sorry I just don't know where to start ." He said nibbling in Arias neck ."fuck I just want to taste you everywhere without cumming like a fucking teenager with just kissing you." He growled into her neck .He was being serious he could bust just bust by touching her ..So he was trying his damn hardest not to cum .

"Yeah right there is a good start ." Aria moaned,distracting Eddie from him cumming all over her leg..

"Yeah right there ."Eddie repeated, then he moved to hover over her, kissing her down her jaw and down to her neck again .The tip of his cock hitting Aria's clit drove her crazy .Eddie kissed Aria down her belly button and up to each breast until she stop on her lips then the tip of her nose .

"What the fuck !!" He scoffed

"I thought you said I looked sexy like this." Aria giggled .She had her eye crossed making Eddie start laughing but never stop him rubbing his tip of his cock where Aria needed him the most ."F-fuck baby I don't care if your crossed eye I'll still make love to you ." He said through small moans ..

"Then make love to me Eddie ." Aria looked up at Eddie, eyes half lidded this time normal eyes and Eddie thought he was the luckiest man alive .No matter if she was crossed eye or she had regular eyes he was always going to be in love with her and her silliness and the way she never care if Whatever Eddie made for her wasn't like she wanted .

"Y-you sure?" He gulped ,Eddie wanted to make sure Aria wanted this as much as he did .I mean she did he could see it and feel it but he just wanted to double check ..

"Yes''. Aria breathed "can't you feel how wet I am."her hand slid down in between there bodies slowly sliding down to her entrance and she slowly push two fingers inside her then slowly pull them

Out raising them up for Eddie to see her arousal dripping from them ..

"Fuck baby ." He grunted ,"Let me make you feel good first ." He told Aria.He needed to make her feel like a queen, he wanted to make her feel loved but Aria had other ideas.

Aria shook her head no she needed Eddie right now she couldn't wait any longer .She was like a cat in heat at the moment .Maybe she will regret it later when she felt the soreness between her legs for not letting Eddie, to stretch her out but right now all she knew and wanted is that she needed him inside her .

"No, Eddie there's no time for role play. I need you please Ed's ."she begged him .she knew she sounded desperate so fucking desperate but she didn't care.

And who was Eddie to deny a damsel in distress.

"Ok." He looked down at her entrance then at her face.He lick his lips then he aligned himself in her entrance and looked up at Aria "A-Are you ready ?"

"Jesus Christ!! yes please just fuck me ." She bit her bottom lip ..

Eddie smirks "I didn't know you were that religious sweetheart." He chuckled .

Aria just rolled her eyes at him .

"I'm gonna have you like that in a few seconds ." Eddie told Aria cockily .

"Will see about that ." Aria rolled her eyes once again.

Eddie didn't think twice and just pushed inside her without warning to shut her up making her moan loudly Aria didn't expect to be such of a big stretch Eddie was big it was like he was ripping her in half but she welcomed the burn with open legs .

"That's much better sweetheart ." He grin

"Asshole ."Aria squeezed her eyes shut trying to take the pain, the beautiful pain she was feeling in between her legs .

"But you love me ." He leaned down to capture her lips on his kissing her so slow and passionate.

"That I do ,but now Move." Aria said in between kisses.

"Sweetheart if I move I might cum." Eddie squeeze his eyes shut tightly "fucking shit sweetheart you're fucking tight." Eddie growled his face hidden in the crook of her neck .Edfie didn't know how the fuck he was going to last more than 3 minutes because he could feel himself so fucking close already .

So he started moving slowly in slow agonizing movements .Both of them moaning in unison.Eddie was trying his damn best to last more than two pumps but it was becoming impossible with how Aria's walls were squeezing him tight.Like she was made just for him molded just for him. he knew he would come any second now so He slid his hand in between there bodies to where Aria needed him the most and started moving his two fingers slowly in circles and in eights helping Aria reach her peak before him ..

But that was the biggest mistake he made because Aria kept squeezing him even tighter, making him try to hold himself even more .

"Eddie please move ." Aria begged .

"Ok." Eddie responded as he moved back out then back inside. Eddie made the most pornographic moan ever in his life when he bottomed out completely .He surprised himself, but he couldn't contain the euphoric pleasure when his cock was buried deep inside Aria's aching pussy. She clenched around him, making Eddie gasp and whine.Aria smiles at him, loving the way she was making a mess out of him.A fucking whiny mess.Aria love seeing Eddie like this so she took this opportunity to make him feel even better .

"Lay down ." Aria demanded when she saw Eddie was too far gone and wouldn't move . Eddie listened like the good boy he was and lay down in bed placing his head comfortably on a squishmlow he had bought one day he went shopping with Dustin and when he saw it it reminded him of something but couldn't remember what it was ,but now for sure he remember and he was going to remind Aria about that.At least not right now.

Eddie laid down looking up at Aria patiently waiting for her next move.He was inpatient he needed her but he was also about to bust so he was glad Aria told him to stop .So He could take a breather.

Aria kneeled down and slowly climbs into Eddie's lap, hand grabbing onto his erection, then she lowerered herself into his lap, his tip already poking at her entrance , both of them moaning in unison as Aria lowers onto him.Arias eyes rolling to the back of her head and Eddie notices this and smiles cockily remembering what he told her a few minutes ago .

"I told you I was gonna have you like that ." He tells her.

"Shut up ." Aria moaned not caring anymore what faces she was making because right now she was in cloud 9 and she was enjoying this amazing feeling not caring about the world around her.

Eddie was mesmerized, his mouth wide open watching her jump on his cock up and down ,the way her breast bounced the faces she made just for him and the pretty noises she was making only for him.

Suddenly Aria loses control when she is bouncing and Eddie's cock hitting that special spot and Eddie notices and grips her tighs and start to fuck up into her making her a complete moaning mess.But Aria stops his movements and she starts bouncing up and down his cock again wanting to be in control "I'm in control ." Aria said through moans.

"Holy shit !!" Eddie shook his head yes "That was s-sexy." He managed to say through moans.knowone has taken control of him like that and he was liking it ,his hands grabbed onto her waist roughly helping her bounce up and down his cock .

"Jesus Christ you're so fucking wet sweetheart ,you're dripping down my fucking balls ." Eddie huffs as his words come out with no filter ."I-i don't know how long I can't last ." He stammers it's too much for him he could bust any second and it's embarrassing but he doesn't care anymore because he can't control it .

"Yeah, it's all for you Ed's." Aria said, continuing to bounce in his cock feeling her orgasm about to reach her .

"Oh god Jesus Christ Ed I'm cumming!" She sob feeling her orgasm hit her so fucking hard .

Eddie watches with wide eyes as Aria comes undone on his cock making him break"Holy shit baby ,fuck me !! Where do I??" Eddie couldn't even speak or make a complete sentence. He was too pussy drunk and about to cum at any second .Eddie had never felt this fucking amazing ever.

"Come inside me ". Aria begged him and yeah that did it for him and Of course he listens like the good boy he is. His eyes rolling back into his head and cock throbbing as his heavy load shoots deep inside Aria. I mean it's been two years so heal it to give to Aria and fill her up good..Eddie cums so deep and hard inside of her that he forgets how to breathe for a minute there . His toes curl and eyes go crossed. His mouth was hanging wide open. His face all the way to his neck is beet red. He lets out a shuddered breath, running a hand in his hair. "Jesus Christ!!"

"Now who is the religious one?" Aria smiles at him and takes the opportunity to carefully remove him from inside her. Wincing a little at the sudden loss. Eddie catches a glimpse of His cum dripping out of her pussy and down her trembling legs.

"That was alot ." He says, embarrassed , covering his face with a strand of his hair .

"It's ok ." She whispered and leaned in to peck his cheek"it was amazing." Aria still couldn't believe this actually happened. She lays back down next to him both trying to catch their breath after the heavy activities they were just involved in .

Eddie turned to face Aria with the biggest fucking smile on his face ..It was probably gonna stay there for awhile and right now this instant he was thinking "I'm gonna married her one day ."

"Holy shit you're an amazing sweetheart ." He told her and pulled her close to him kissing her cheek and down her neck "So is that a yes to moving in with me ?"he whispers into her ear

Aria turns to face Eddie "Yes I'll move in with you ."

December ....

As soon as the bell rang for last period Aria grabbed her things and ran to her car .Today was the last day of school for Christmas vacations and Aria couldn't wait to get home to spend time with Eddie so as soon as she was in her car she called him but he didn't answer, so she left him a message saying she was on her way home .But he never replied back.She thought it was weird because Eddie always answers her text even when he is busy at The Hellfire Cafe/Record/karaoke bar.

So Aria knew he might be up to something .Butbif she only knew what it was so she could be prepared ..So when she arrived home she parked in the alley hiding from Eddie and enter the coffee shop through the main entrance but he wasn't there just the regular customer and Cindy the high school girl Aria had hire a few weeks ago .

She went to check in the back room and she heard whispering but only found Dustin and Steve being suspicious.

"Hey!" Aria scared them, making them jump and gasped .

"Holy shit Aria !!" They both scream

"Where's my Cute metal head?" She asked them Steve chuckled discreetly and Dustin's eyes widened by the mention of Eddie's name ,So Aria knew something was going on .

"Dustin Henderson, where's EDWARD ??" Aria walked closer to the poor scared boy .

"Harrington?" She turned her head slightly to face Steve "umm idk I'm just the accountant here so bye." He pushes by Aria and runs off the room leaving Dustin alone to face Aria .

"So?" Aria raised a brow and crosses her arms over her chest .

"Well look at That Susie is calling me ." Dustin says in a high pitch voice taking out his cellphone form his pocket and showing his cellphone to Aria that Susie was calling but she wasn't. It was just a wallpaper of Susie and him on their honeymoon.

"Dustin your phone is not ringing ."

"Yes it is, look!!" He puts his phone in Arias face fast then runs off the same way Steve did .So that left Aria thinking even more of what Eddie was doing or hiding ..So she decided just to go back upstairs to the apartment to take a shower then prepare dinner for her and Eddie.

When she finished showering she dry herself and saw she had forgotten to bring clothes so she just wrapped the towel around her body plus Eddie loves it when she doesn't wear clothes around the apartment . So she just made sure it was secure and went to the kitchen to see what she should make to eat for her and Eddie.But first she got a beer.

She hadn't had one for a week now so knowone judge a girl here ,because that's her rule no drinking during the week because she doesn't want to be hungover the next day at work and then have to deal with teenagers .so today she needed one .she got the beer ,open it and took a sip of it and it tasted amazing.

Then while she was enjoying the beer out of nowhere '' Amazed" by LoneStar starts playing in the stereo freaking Aria out because she thought she was alone .

Aria spins around to see who turn it on and she gets the scare of her life dropping the beer to the floor splashing everywhere.She was glad it was a can beer.

In front of her was Eddie wearing the same Metallica shirt he was wearing the first day she ever saw him in this apartment..

But he wasn't standing like the first time she saw him. He was on one knee looking up at her Holding A bouquet of roses in one hand and a small black velvet box in the other one .

"Hey." He stammered, seeming nervous .Of course he was, who could blame him the last time he did this his heart got ripped into a million pieces so fuck yeah he was nervous .

Aria gasped covering her mouth with her hands and she could already feel the tears coming out like a fucking waterfall .

"Eddie ." She said softly "what's going on?"

"A-Aria shit baby don't cry you're gonna make me cry ." He chuckled nervously "I-i love you so much baby ." His voice broke ,tears wanting to come out.He needed to say the speech he wrote first then he was allowed to cry .

"I love you too, Ed's." Aria was a mess, a completely beautiful mess .

"This is for you ." Eddie handed Aria the roses and she took them .

"Thank you ." She sniffled "there beautiful ."

"Aria baby fuck I-i don't know shit If I can hold my tears but I fucking love you, the day I met you here infront of my damn fridge almost naked y-you blew my mind a-at first I-i don't know what I was feeling I was too afraid to admit that I had feelings for you then I saw you with Gareth that's when it hit me."he pause and wipe the tears with the back of his hand then open the black velvet box to reveal a beautiful diamond ring.

"Aria Baby, would you Marry me?" His voice broke at the end.

"Yes!!" Aria responded not even thinking about it.What was there to think about?

"Yes Ed's I'll Marry you ." Eddie couldn't believe his ears Aria said yes .She actually wants to marry him.She actually wants to be with him ,Eddie Munson .

He stood up and wrapped Aria in a tight hug peppering her face with kisses and at last kissed her so damn passionately .

"Amazed ?I thought you hated it ?" Aria pulled away smiling at her metal head who hates country.

"Baby, I love it because it reminds me of you and it brought me back to you. How can I not love it ?So when I'm old and wrinkle and forget shit play this song and I'll come back to you I'll always come back to you baby."

5 months later

"Hey little bro ." Claire had gone to visit her Brother Jason something she never did and it surprised him and Chrissy .

"What brings you here ?" He asked surprised

"Here ." She smile handing him an invitation

"What's this ?" He asked, looking at the invitation then at his sister .

"It's for you and Chrissy ." Jason scrunched his brows and called Chrissy over to the living room.

"Babee come here !"

The whole time Claire was smiling evilly she was gonna love what was gonna happen next .So she sat down on the couch looking at Jason and Chrissy opening the wedding invitation for Eddie's and Aria's wedding. They had no idea they even knew each other or that they were getting married.

She love the way Karma came back to them at the same time she loves the way the world works ..

"We cordially invite you to join Edward Munson and Aria Avila in Holy Matrimony...."Both Jason and Chrissy read at the same time .

"Eddie ?"

"Aria?" They say at the same time

"Ooops I didn't know that both of your exes got together and now they are getting married it's good you guys cheated on them right ?" Claire gets up from the couch and starts walking to the front door .

"Why did you bring us this ?" Jason asked his sister looking down at the invitation of the girl he broke her heart.The girl who love him not knowing he was a star basketball player popular jock but just Jason Carver himself and he ruined it everything for his high school sweetheart .But right own it was too late for regrets what was done is done now ..This is what he wanted what Chrissy and him wanted right?

"Maybe ,because I wanted you to see how Happy they are without you two ." Claire points to Chrissy and Jason then opens the door saying bye to them."Hope to see you there!!" She shouts then runs to her car where Robin is waiting for her .

Yeah it was wrong of her to do that but she didn't care she wanted to hurt them as much they hurt Eddie and Aria she knew it was wrong but at least they get to feel sort of pain watching both of there exes together.

"How did it go ?"Robin asked Claire

"Good."she smiled and wave at her brother goodbye while driving off.

As Jason closes the door to his house he goes back to the living room where achrissy was sitting down holding the invitation in her hands looking at it not believing her eyes.Chrissy noticed Jason and stands up living the invitation in the center table and walks off leaving Jason In The living room.He stares at the invitation then at his phone.He doesn't understand how Aria met Eddie Chrissy's ex the towns freak if he just woke up form a damn coma a few months ago.This was his worst nightmare.

2 days later

Eddie's pov

"Relax man everything is gonna be good she is not running away !"Dustin tried his best to calm me down but it wasn't working. I was so damn scared Ari would leave just like Chrissy did but I mean she is not like her, Aria loves me .Aria is different she actually loves the damn vanity I made even though it wiggles.

"W-what if she doesn't love me anymore ?" I asked Dustin I was pacing around the room in the room of the wedding venue .

"Eddie Aria is as nervous as you are, Susie just texted me ."I stop my pacing and turn to look at Dustin .My sweet girl is nervous ?

"She is ?" I asked him

"Yes!! She was crying because she thinks you're gonna go looking for Chr..." I didn't even let him finished that damn sentence because I ran out of the room looking for Aria I didn't even know what room she was in because they didn't want to tell

Me because they knew me and they knew I was going to go looking for her and that's what I'm doing right now so I ran down the hallway opening doors until I found the door that said "Brides room."I didn't even think twice and opened the door but she wasn't there.

"Ari?" I said softly but nothing then from afar I heard my name and I recognized that voice I spun around fast and there standing a few feet away was my beautiful bride looking beautiful in her white wedding dress ,she left me speechless and behind her where here bridesmaids stopping her to get closer to me .But she managed to run away from them and jump into my arms .

"Shit baby ." I spun her around pecking her lips "I love you so much Ari." I said in between kisses

"I love you too, Ed's ." She replied

"Baby." I set her down slowly in the ground cupping her beautiful face "your it for me baby ."I paused and kissed her lips "Please promise me that you won't ever leave me that we will grow old together and be with each other for the rest of our lives ."I sniffled and smiled at her watching her trying so hard not to cry so not to mess her makeup .

"I promise Ed's I-i promise to love you for as long as I live ."

"Ok,ok! That's enough, let go of the girl now !!" Claire shouted "or are we doing the wedding here in this crowded hallway?" Aria and I chuckled and pulled away but first I stole one more kiss before going our separate ways .

"I'll meet you in the altar ." I tell her

"I'll be the one in white ." She shouts

"I'll be the one at the end of the altar crying ! !"

And with that The guys and I went to take our positions downstairs in the altar waiting for my beautiful bride to come out but first she had to fix her makeup .

Play (Amazed "wedding version")

As the minutes pass the more nervous I got. I look at my uncle sitting down next to Claire's parents who were both in tears then to my side I heard a sniffling Dustin .

But no Aria, then The music started, the song I chose for her to walk down the aisle."Amazed ." But I had Dustin look for a wedding version and he did a good job at it .

First ,Claire and Gareth walk out smiling at everyone then Robin with Jeff then Nancy and Steve .Mike and El and so on. At the end was my beautiful bride with my uncle Wayne by her side .I hadn't seen when he stand up from his chair .I thought her dad was walking her down the aisle ?

Did something happen?

But that didn't matter right now because my beautiful girl was coming down the aisle and she looked beautiful so fucking beautiful .

I sniffled and wipe a Tear from my face and smiled at Ari .She smiled back with the biggest smile ever .

They were walking so slow it was slow motion for me ,Is like they are taking forever to walk.

And before I knew it my uncle was passing me her hand "Take care of her son ." He tells me

"Always ." I respond

We take our spots in the altar and turned to face each other ..

"Hi ." She whispered

"Hi baby ."

As soon as The preacher started talking and saying all The good stuff he had to say. I wasn't really paying attention to what he was saying because I was too busy staring at my beautiful bride to be in front of me .

I still couldn't be, we were actually here right now about to say I do .I still couldn't believe I was alive after what I did .But here I am a second chance in life and in love.and I couldn't be happier.

"Ok it seems like our bride and groom have their own vows ." Shit ,shit ,shit I totally forgot about that!!! Ok there's no need to panic, I tell myself .I know what I'm gonna say but I fucking forgot to bring the damn piece of paper where I wrote everything being that I was so damn nervous now here I am still nervous and with no vows .

"Aria would like to go first ." The preacher says getting me out of my rambling thoughts.

Aria smiled at me and I smiled back shit she was so beautiful.

"Eddie When I met you ." She chuckles "when I met you I had no idea how much my life was going to change .But then how could I have known ? A love like ours happens once in a lifetime .You were like Godsend to me put in front of me while I was drinking a damn beer ." She chuckled remembering the first day I met her.Now I do remember things when I was a ghost I remember meeting her I remembered everything ."your the one I ever hoped for ,the one that only existed in my imagination ,the one that made me seem like a crazy girl because I thought you only existed in here ."she points to her head and we both chuckled "when you came into my life ,I realized that what I had always thought was happiness couldn't compare loving you brought me .Because of you Ed's I laugh again because of you I smile again because of you I'm happy again because of you I believe in love again."

By now I'm in tears fuck no one has told me things like this before my heart is swollen with love I couldn't love more This girl she is the one for me and always will be .

"I love you Ed's. And today I give myself to you in marriage I'm handing over my heart please take care of it ." And with that she finish her vows .How am I gonna top that .

"Fuck ,baby I don't know how I'm gonna top that speech ." I chuckled and so does everyone in the crowd "but I love you and your it for me your the love of my life your the reason I'm breathing the reason alive ,you made me feel alive even when I wasn't you made my heart beat once again even when it wasn't ." I paused and I could hear whispering in the crowd they have no idea what I'm talking about only Aria and I knew "you gave me life when I didn't have one ,you took the time to get to know me when I was in my lowest you gave me hope and told me I was worth it ,because of you I was able to dream again because of you I'm awake I love you Aria and I always will ." I leaned in for a kiss. It tasted like our tears but I didn't care .

"So by the power invested in me .."

Ok what's going on ?

Aria and I pulled away when suddenly there was a big loud crash .

"Oh you came ?" We heard Claire say and as we followed the eyes of everyone else to the far end of the altar there standing in front of a broken vase was Chrissy and Jason staring at us .Standing in the same spot Aria and I were the day they got married .

They weren't saying anything but just looking at Aria and me . Chrissy was crying Jason was in shock or just plain stupid .What were they doing here ?

What did they want ?

Did they come to cause more damage ?

Because I wasn't going to let them ruin our wedding day .

Claire approached Jason but he didn't bother saying anything just turned around and walk away but Chrissy stayed staring at me trying to make words .

" E-Eddie."she stutters ,but what did she want ?

Did she expect me to run into her arms after everything she did after breaking my heart?

Claire comes back inside and stands next to Chrissy. I could see her telling her something but Chrissy shakes her head. "I'm sorry."is all that comes out of Chrissy's mouth but I didn't feel anything when she said it ,nothing at all .

I didn't say anything to her but turned to face my bride who was already in tears looking up at me

."Please don't leave me ."she cried

Why would she think I want to leave her ?

"Baby I would never leave you ." I said before crashing my lips in hers .I would never leave her. It didn't matter Chrissy had come to stop the wedding, it was too late for that now because I finally found the love of my life ..

I was the one that pulled away first mostly because I wanted to say I do and get this over with and get to the good part of the day .

"Can we continue with the ceremony ?"the preacher asked and Aria and I nod yes .

"By the power vested in me by the beautiful state of Indiana, in the presence of God and the witness of friends and family, it is my great privilege to pronounce you husband and wife! you may now kiss the bride!!"

I didn't have to think about it twice. I pulled her by her waist close to me and leaned her back slightly and kissed her pretty lips ..

After the wedding reception we where supposed to head over to the Coffeehouse to take some metal pictures that I planned and My beautiful wife agreed on it .

"Wife"I fucking love they sound of that .

But first we got to make a quick stop at our apartment for a dress change .

Well it was supposed to be a dress changed but now here we where in the shower both naked and wet all over each other.Aria's makeup smeared hairdo mess we were both a mess and Claire and Nancy were going to be furious but will worried about that later right now I don't care as I kiss her soft plump lips .My hands squeezing her ass and she gently massages my scalp with her nails.

Fuck I need her bad .

"I need you ." I said in between kisses

"Me too."she responded And that's all the confirmation I needed. In a split second I picked her up by her hips and she wrapped her legs around my waist.

No ones pov

Teeth clash, both giggling into the kiss Arias hands wondering up Eddie's curls as he holds her close to him so she won't fall from his grasp.

Eddie then walks carefully, stopping when Arias' back hits the wall of the shower with her gasping by the cold tile of the shower wall touching her bare skin.

"Sorry." Eddie's breathes and attacks Arias breast .

But Aria doesn't respond. She has already forgot why she gasped; she was too busy enjoying her husband's mouth on her nipple and fuck she love the way he look looking up at her with those brown eyes glancing up at her eagerly sucking on her breast.

"You look so pretty."she moans, her head falling back with a soft moan hitting the shower wall softly.

Eddie doesn't say anything but feels his heart flutter every time Aria tells him something like this .He can't believe Aria can love him as much as he loves her .

"Eddie." Aria whines, squeezing her legs tighter around his waist trying to feel any kind of friction between her legs .

"What is it Baby ?" He asks ,his mouth unattaching from her breast with a pop .

"I really need you ."

"Yeah where do you need me ?"

"Ed's please !!" She whines again

"You need me here?" Eddie asked his fingers ghosting over her clit ever so slightly

"Yeah there please Ed's" Eddie chuckles at his wife's neediness and surprises her by sliding two fingers in between her folds making her gasp in surprise.

"Is that where you need me ?" He ask cockily

"Mhm." Aria hums while Eddie pumps his two fingers in and out of her .Aria totally forgot that she was supposed to be changing to her second outfit and that she was supposed to be downstairs taking wedding pictures or that her makeup was completely messed up ..

She was too lost in this amazing divine feeling her new husband was making her feel she was already so close it was embarrassing how wet she was but Eddie didn't care he was loving every second of it .

He loved having Aria like this whenever he could .

"I'm so close ." Aria panted in between kisses making Eddie smile .

"Cum for me sweet thing." He tells her in the sexiest voice making her orgasm reach her so fast.Her arousal dripping down Eddie's fingers .

"Fuck sweetheart ." He says slowly pulling out his fingers from inside Aria .His hand went back to her waist when Aria almost slipped from him .

"Shit are you ok baby ?" He panicked , checking if Aria was ok but she was laughing because her legs had fallen asleep on her .

"What's so funny ?" He raises a brow

"Your face ." She belly laughs as Eddie sets her down slowly but still holds her in case she falls.

"Oh shut up ." Eddie shuts her up by kissing her and that completely shuts her up ."let's get out of here."he whispered, turning off the water of the shower and both walking out dripping wet.walking slowly to the couch dripping water all over the place .

"Eddie !!" Aria giggles when she slips with the puddle of water they were making .Eddie tried to grab her hand but failed and both fell flat on their asses on the floor naked laughing .

"Fucking shit that hurt my ass." Eddie groaned

Crawling over to the rug and laying down with his hands on the back of his head .Aria was on the floor laughing when she noticed Eddie crawling away. That's when she followed him and sat beside him .

Aria's eyes caught a glimpse of his hard cock and that's what made her stop laughing and stared like a weirdo at her husband's erection she still wasn't used to how big he was it still surprise her what Eddie was hiding that behind those jeans .she bit her bottom lip and let out a small Moan without realizing it.

"Like what you see ?" He asks,catching Aria staring at his erection.

"Actually I do ." She responded by straddling his lap and grabbing his cock with her hand and aligning it to her entrance "and when I like something I take it ." She told him sliding down his cock both moaning in unison.

"Holy shit !!fucking Christ !!" Eddie says

"Yeah ." Aria whispers, starting to move up and down in slow motion.Suddenly there's a knock on the door and this doesn't make Aria stop even going faster jumping on Eddie's cock .

"Baby .." he breathed gripping her thighs trying his best to make a sentence to tell her to stop that there's someone at the door but at the same time he doesn't want her to stop he wants her to keep going .He was so fucking close the way her breast bounce up and down while she jumps In his cock .

There's a knock again and then another one.

"Baby.." Eddie says once again but this time it sounds more like a moan.Than a plead for her to stop because in reality he doesn't want she to stop .

Aria doesn't listen to Eddie and continues bouncing in his cock both a moaning mess and not caring that someone was at the door at the moment or the fact that the knocking didn't stop.

"Holy shit!!" Fuck me!! I want you to cum on. Y cock baby !!" Eddie encourages Aria not caring anymore about the person in the door; it's probably Claire or Nancy coming to get them for the pictures .

"I'm gonna cum." Aria panted and completely letting go feeling her orgasm hit her at the same moment as Eddie's both of the a moaning mess that they didn't hear the door open and Claire and Robin walking in.Robin screaming covering her eyes while Claire didn't care and threw a blanket at the newlywed couple on the floor scaring them .

"Jesus Christ !!!" Eddie Grabs the blanket tab landed next to him and covers him and Aria both red from cheeks to ears .

"YOU TWO NEEDED TO BE DOWNSTAIRS 30 MINUTES AGO!!" Claire shouts from the restroom and walks out with Aria's second dress of the night .While Robin faces the black ramblings, things about Nancy being furious that they were going off schedule.

So as the day went on and Aria and Eddie got ready again they took those pictures, a lot of good pictures and some crazy pictures, a picture with a pizza, a picture of Eddie's wedding gift and a motorcycle given to Eddie by Aria .

As the night approached and the time for the reception was going to start Eddie and Aria headed over on Eddie's new gift with a small banner that said "Just married ."

And when it got time for the first dance they danced their song "amazed." Because that song will forever be there's and that song forever will be Aria's favorite song because that song brought him back to her .

Tonight wasn't the end of their story but the beginning of a new one .

They might not be perfect, they might have had their hearts broken,but now they are heal and they found each other and there happily ever after .

#eddie munson #stranger things #love #lovers #hawkins high #hawkins #ghost story #ghost

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Whacky Gotham, Goofy New York, and Chaotic Paris

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7)

Chapter 3: Kindred Spirits Always Find A Way To Assemble

•—–—–†–—–—•

Time: 5:30am

location: Louvre

Ladybug, Abeille, Bunnyx, Trickster, and Chat Noir are fighting an akuma, not anything major, just Mr. Pigeon and his pigeons trying to melt the Louvre with deadly acidic bird dropings, so yeah, nothing major. Just another early bird gets the akuma kinda day...

"Looks like the early bird is trying to melt the Louvre, what say you M'lady, shall we make this swift and- *Loud sneeze* Let me now *sneeze* when I'm *sneeze* needed" - Chat Noir

"For to long our kind has been oppressed, they feed us miserable seeds, when we beg for bread, we shall show them no mercy, as our justice shall be swift!" picks up two pigeons, holds them by their legs and aims the rear cannons "Surrender your Miraculous and your justice shall be swift and painless!!" with an evil villain laugh at the end bla bla bla.

" Anyone else getting Pigeon (French) Revolution vibes? No? just me? Cause I swear he said seeds instead of cake."

"Not the time Bunnyx." - Abeille

"Oh it so Is The Time." - Bunnyx

"Off with Mr. Pigeon Antoinette's Akumatized object!" - Chat Noir from a distance.

"Viva La Revolution!!!" - Trickster

"Dear Kwami, how did it come to a frickin Pigeon Revolution?!" - Ladybug

As the last line is said, Mr. Pigeon fires the -ehem- cannons at the heroes, only for them to be an illusion. In the confusion Bunnyx pops out of her burrow and wacks Mr. Pigeon on the head, effectively knocking him out.

"The Pigeon Revolution is over, we have taken back our home, and shall continue to defend it from the creepy Man of MOTH!!!!" - Bunnyx

and with that Bunnyx brakes the Akumatized object, and Ladybug purifies the akuma.

"Ok, I will admit that last speach was funny, now lets hurry back before hells bells go off." - Ladybug

•~—~—~—~—~—~—~•

" Bla bla bla, nothing important, bla bla bla bla, yada yada yada bla yada." - Mrs. Bustier

"'Viva La Revolution', that was perfect." - Whispering Alix

"It just came to me, but Chats 'Off with Mr. Pigeon Antoinette's Akumatized object' line and your 'Man of Moth' speech were really well timed !" -whispering Peter

"well of course, I'm always punctual with any time sensitive joke/pun." -whispering Alix

"Will you to zip it! we can't have these simpletons finding anything out!" -whispering Chloé

"Please, they all share a broken defective regect of a brain cell, I doubt they could ever put two and two together." -whispering Alix

"Hey, do you think we should start a protest in our classroom?" -whispering Peter

"... Viva.La.Revolution!" - whispering Chloé with a mischievous grin

"No." - Maria

•~—~—~—~ Later when Mrs. Bustier is out of class ~—~—~—~•

"I just don't know what to do." - Lie-la

" You think she finally realized how horrible that hair style is?" - Alix

"After visiting Gotham a few months ago I met Damian Wayne, you might've heard about him, he's just so amazing, kind-hearted, and brave. We had a wonderful time, but then he asked me out! And I don't want to hurt Parkers feelings, I care for both of them!" - Lie-la

"Man, she must be extremely full of it to keep pulling that sh-t out of her @ss every hour or so." - Alix

"Wow Peter, didn't know your cared for Ms. Rossi like that" - Chloé said in a sarcastic tone.

" I'd rather strap her to a supersonic rocket heading for a black hole, and I'm pretty sure this Damian Wayne would do the same... he probably has the money for it actually." - Peter

" Enough plotting, we still need to get enough money, if we want that summer trip, we've already crossed off: Baking sales, becoming a mime, jobs are out unless they're fine with you leaving right after joining, and we can't just ask for donations." - Maria

" I can use my MDC mon-" - Maria

"Oh hell no you won't! You worked your butt off to get that money, you said it yourself! That money is for when you apply to college! I refuse to let you waste your money on our ignoramus classmates!" - Chloé

Thankfully by now everyone was out of the classroom.

" Oh Kwami she's serious, she never uses her big words!" - Adrien

" Then what do you suggest Chloé?" - Maria

" I'll ask daddy to pay!" - Chloé

" I can also ask my father, he'll probably do it if Mr. Bourgeois puts in a donation." - Adrien

" But- " - Maria

" No! The decision is final all in agreement say aye!" - Chloé

"Aye!" - Everyone

"You've watched to many movies Chloé, fine, but please don't drastically overdo it." - Maria

" When have I ever drastically overdone something? Name one time." - Chloé

"Well, there was the time you over did it, by not sleeping for almost three weeks." - Maria

" and after that you got so fed up with one akuma that you kicked him with the force of a thousand suns down unda, you may have scared him for life after that honestly. " - Adrien

" Oh! or the time you went overboard with Peters B-day, and the cake landed on his face! - Alix

"Well in her defense, the cake was great, but it was kinda a mouthful." -Peter

"... I said name one time. (ー_ー)" - Chloé

•~—~—~—~—~—~—~•

Sooo, after all that happened Mr. Bourgeois, Fallowed by Gabriel Agreste, gave a very generous donation, so that solves that problem.And since I'm sure you don't want to see (More Lies) boring stuff, lets skip to two days before the trip begins.

〜(꒪꒳꒪)〜time skip " You're welcome, I'm here all eternity." - Bunnyx〜(꒪꒳꒪)〜

•—–· At Chloés Hotel ·–—•

"Ok are we sure we have everything?" - Maria

" Yes now can we please watch something already, we've triple, and even quadruple checked everything, we're good." - Alix

" I have to go out and inform Tempête and Vipère, before anything else, be back soon." - Maria then heads out calling upon the other heroes.

" So what do you need?" - Vipère

" Do you have a top secret mission for us?" - Tempête

" For the summer Abeille, Bunnyx, Trickster, and Chat Noir will be unavailable, unless they are truly needed, I however will be able to travel back and forth via portals for fights. Paris will be in your care while we aren't here." - Ladybug

"It is our honor, we shall defend Paris with our lives." - Tempête

" Agreed, enjoy your summer." - Vipère

"Thank you, stay safe." and with that Maria headed back to the hotel prepared to watch movies, only to be bombarded with questions as soon as she got back.

" HOLD UP! You know MAGIC?!" - Alix

" When were you going to tell us?!" - Chloé

"So cool, how does it work?" - Peter

" Can you teach us?!" - Adrien

" Spots-Off, yes I know magic, I swear I've told you before. Do you want a demonstration?" - Maria

They all shook their heads excitedly.

" Ok well, I'm able to Heal myself if I get hurt, but I don't wish to hurt myself just for that, I can also increase my Luck with magic, as well as Communicate/ Manipulate plants, and see peoples Souls, thanks to Tikki. I learned Protection magic thanks to Wayzz, and Illusion magic thank to Trixx. I'm also learning Teleportation from Kaalki, which I've almost completed, and Mutitude from Mullo, which still needs work." - Maria

" If you can really talk to plants, what did we do earlier while you where out, hmmmmm?" - Alix

Maria then walks over to the roses near the couch and whispers to them, after a moment she turns back to her friends, and calmly says "Traitors."

" What do you mean?" - Peter

" You continued watching Star Wars: Clone Wars Without me!" - Maria

" Ok we believe you, but does this mean we can also use magic?" - Adrien

"Hmmm, let me see" as she says this her eyes start to glow an almost ethereal icy blue.

" Why are you eyes glowing?" - Chloé

"Looking at you souls... ok" she then claps her hands and her eyes go back to normal "Adrien, you can use slight Destruction magic on objects, if you use it on a person it would just cause them extreme pain, you can also cast Bad Luck on someone, so I guess thats good, and you can also learn slight Jubilation magic. Peter you can learn Illusion, and Protection magic. Chloé you can Learn Subjection, and Multiplication magic. And Alix, you can learn Evolution, Intuition, and Teleportation magic." As Maria finished, she saw the star struck looks in their eyes at the thought of learning magic became obtainable for them.

"Teach us!" they all bowed only to get a laugh from Maria in response.

"You would have to ask the Kwamis that, I only know what I know thanks to them." - Maria

And for most of the night they all started practicing magic. And when they woke up, they continued to practice, they had fun and were really enjoying it.

Then came the day Maria and her friends were to head for Gotham, and it was hectic, but everyone made it in one piece after an 8 hour flight, which at this point Maria was glad she sent all of her important luggage ahead of time, because somehow her luggage with only her toiletries and pyjamas was stolen, so all she had now was her back pack on her and the Miracle box in a Pocket dimension (thanks to the training from Fluff and Kaalki)

Lila was annoyed, when Maria didn't even care that she lost her bag with all her stuff (jokes on you she sent that one to the hotel 2 days ago HA!) they ended up checking into the hotel, everyone was with someone, Peter was with Adrien, Chloé was with Alix, and Maria... just had the Kwamis, yup that's right, apparently Lila has a condition that prevents her from being in any room below a quality vip room, so now she was upgrade and without a roommate, good for Lila, and Lucky for Maira, because now she doesn't have to worry about someone noticing her climbing out the window to go free-running across rooftops as Multimouce.

Around 7:30 pm. everyone heads out for lunch... and they leave Maria behind.

"Of course this happens." and with that she asked the receptionist for the directions to where her class went, afterwards she went out and proceeded to get lost, after trying to retrace her steps, she just got lost quicker, and her phone was at 20% what luck.

After walking for a little bit, she had decided to take a break, and as she leaned up against a wall, she closed her eyes.

'Maybe if I search for the receptionists Soul I can find my way back.' as she was doing this, she saw souls of all colors walking by, she even noticed a dark emerald green soul, and a dark blue soul across the street on a rooftop... and then she felt her hair stand on end, a few feet to her right was a bloody rust looking soul, she could tell it was a male, late 20s, average build, and 5'11, he was targeting her. As she opened her eyes she did a quick scan of her seroundings, noticing an alley, she started to walk again. Sensing the slight increase in speed from the man now behind her, as he got closer, she made a sharp left into the alley, she made it a few feet in before the man started laughing and walking closer, she saw the disgusting look in his eyes, and the outline of a gun in his front left pocket.

"Come on now girlie, I just wanna talk."

" I am good thankz." she made sure to add an accent to make him feel like he had an upper hand, which seemed to work, if his sickening smile was anything to go off of.

He stepped closer and Maria (the little genius she was) decided to act nervous, which only lowered the guys gaurd even more, once he reached to grab her in a quick motion she proceeded to do this.

She held the guy in a lock until he fell unconscious. As she stood up, she noticed a hand reaching for her, she then grabbed the hand and flipped the figure over her shoulder hard, hearing a yelp from the man as she did so.

When she realized who she had flipped over, her face turned bright red

"Mon dieu, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you are you ok Monsieur Nightwing?!"

"Yeah I'm fine and don't apologize, reflexes like that are key to survival here in Gotham, isn't that right Robin.... Robin?"

When Nightwing didn't get any sound from Robin he looked over to see the boy a blushing mess, then Robin snaped out of it, cuffing the mugger, and turning his attention to the girl.

" Ehem. Mam it's dangerous to be out here at this time alone, please allow us to take you wherever you need to go." - Robin

"Oh thank you um, do you know where Wayne Hotel is? I was supposed to go with my class to dinner, but they... “forgot” me, I decided to try and meet up with them, but I failed horribly." - Maria

"Wait they just left you? and in Gothan of all cities?! What kind of teacher does that?!" - Nightwing

" An instegator." - Maria said under her breath in French, she didn't notice the slight shock on both their faces from what she said.

"Anyway lets get you to your hotel before it gets any later." - Nightwing

"Thank you again." - Maria

She arrived safely, thanks to Nightwing and Robin, she thanked them one more time and went inside, when she got to her room she found her friends pacing back and forth in the room, Chloé and Peter looking like they would soon become two people on a mission to find her, but thankfully she was back, she of course had to answer alot of questions, but that was no big deal. After answering all their questions, everyone went to their rooms, and fell asleep, they had a big day tomorrow afterall... ... and then Marias' Akuma alert went off, ok so it took about thirty minutes to defeated the akuma 2 more before she could cure anything and another 5 minutes before she could head back to her room, and it was now 2am, but she could still wake up early right? hehe (・–・;) right?

No, the answer was no she couldn't, well technically she was up on time for when the bus "should" have started getting ready to leave, BUT turns out Lila SOMEHOW, managed to get everyone on board without even thinking of her an hour early! Maria asked for directions once again, and the receptionist had a worried and apologetic look on her face, Maria thanked her again, and headed out, this time however, she made it without getting lost and without getting mugged, Yay! She even had enough time to get a coffe (Tim special was a wierd name but oh well it did the job pretty well) from a shop near by (double yay!) before entering the WE building.

" You have to start the tour! we've been here for an hour and thirty minutes already!" - Ms. Bustier

"Like I said before, I will not start the tour until your student gets back, and if they don't get back, then we better hope nothing happened to them, or else it's your fault for your negligence." - Tour guide

"Sorry I'm late, the bus left earlier than what we scheduled, why didn't you inform me about the change?" - Maira

"Lila said you were the one who made the changes and that you were just trying to get attention, I am VERY disappointed in you Maria, now apologize to your class for delaying the tour!" - Ms Bustier

"I think you mean “I'm sorry we left you behind in a city where murder happens to young kids on a daily basis” now you apologize to Your student that is Your responsibility." - Tour Guide with a glare that could kill a thousand armys

Ms. Bustier proceeded to apologise to half the class's disbelief.

"Alright then, now that thats all taken care of, Hello and welcome to Wayne Enterprise, where we focus on making Gotham and the world a better place. I'm Dick Grayson, and I'll be you tour guide for today."

As the tour went on Maria stood at the front with her friends, she took notes of everything that was said, and she ignored whatever nonsense Lila was spouting, somthing about saving or dating Damian Wayne, she didn't really care.

When the lunch break came, she sat with her friends until she needed a long overdo refill on her coffee, she walked over to the coffee machine and started figuring what combination will keep her brain working for the rest of the day.

"Press button 3 followed by 5, 6, 8, 1, 2, 4, 9, and 7, that is the ultimate coffee mixture, if your mortal self is up for the challenge." - Sleep deprived guy

"I accepte." she presses the buttons in the exact order and then " Wait none of the cups are big enough."

"Here, secrect cup, from beyond the mortal realm." - Sleep deprived guy

" Thanks" she grapped the very large cup, and filled it with coffee till it was almost to the rim, she put the lid on and instantly took a big sip from the scolding hot coffee (she can heal, her tongue's fiiiiiiine)

"... Not bad, taste similar to the Tim Special I had earlier, but maybe a bit stronger." - Maria

" Kindred Spirit, let us be friends, you have drank the sacred coffee and are now immortal, congrats." - Sleep deprived guy

"It was not easy, but I have come this far, and I shall go the distance with nothing but coffee in my veins." Maria said in a serious tone as they shook hands "I am Maria, keeper of all nighters, and who might you be, my kindred spirit."

"I am Tim, the keeper of sacred coffee and all that is unholy."

"It was an honor to meet you Sacred Tim, may the coffee gods guide you in your journey, sadly we must part ways, for the lunch break is over, farewell..." and with that Maria left to rejoin the group.

"Dear god where the hell did you get that much coffee?!" - Chloé

"Kindred Spirits always find a way to assemble." - Maria

"Huh, so there is someone out there who is also a sleep deprived child." - Alix

The tour continued, and Maria noticed their tour guide kept looking at her with growing concern as she slowly made her way through the lovely coffee, she finished the cup within 1 hour and 30 minutes, and most of the staff kept looking at her as she now held the empty unholy cup, that was said to put people (that weren't chosen by the coffee gods) into caffeine induced commas, but she was fine, if anything she was more awake than yesterday and today combined. So yeah Today had a rocky start, but I'd say things are only just beginning.

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〜(꒪꒳꒪)〜 Bonus Art 〜(꒪꒳꒪)〜

This is what it looks like from Marias' normal vision, to her Soul Vision (~‾▿‾)~

Chapter 3 completed, hope you're all having a wonderful day, and staying positive BUG-OUT 🐞💮🐞

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WonderBug

Angst Edition

Diana Prince (Wonder Woman) x Marinette Dupain-Cheng (Ladybug)

I am late. SO, so , so late but here it is

1: Soulmates @maribat-angst-fluff-april

My partner is the wonderful @thedragonbug

Ao3

Fuffy Edition

Soulmates exist, and Marinette hates hers. You see everyone is born with their half or part of a complete soul mark. The other parts would appear when you were closer to your soulmate and be permanent when they were close emotionally. For everyone, the appearance or 'drawing' of the mark was light and warm. But not for her, no her drawing was heavy and hot, like a hot knife digging into her arm.

Her parents knew this, and it was concerning, to know that their child was in pain because of their soulmate. Seeing as the marks were not supposed to be painful. Yet as there was no good reason given by medical and mark professionals, and the fact that her soulmate didn't stay near her for long there was nothing that they could do. They did tell her that few, this phenomenon affects one in a million people and she was just lucky enough to be one of them.

Over the years she grew used to the pain, but every time she did it would come back even stronger than the last. She slowly hated her mark and in turn her soulmate. Marinette would cover her mark, ignore it, even wish it away. All her soulmate did was bring her pain. Sure, it upped her pain tolerance, but it hurt her still.

When she turned fourteen, she became Ladybug. She then recognized that her mark was actually the wire of her yo-yo.

The first time Chat Noir claimed they were soulmates she broke down in tears. luckily for her he told her during patrol and not an attack.

"We aren't soulmates, Chat, and I'm glad we aren't." She nearly whispered.

"Why Bug?"

"Because I hate my soulmate, and I don’t want to ever hate you."

"Why would you hate your soulmate?" He seemed genuinely curious. But no one outside her parents knew, not a single person knew what happens to her.

"Because it hurts when they are close, it hurts so badly. The drawing is painful. I never want to meet the person who keeps hunting me." Tears formed in her eyes and Chat hugged her.

"I'm not your soulmate, then." She shook her head. "Good thing I'm your partner, and Plagg help me I am going to be your best friend. Got that Bugaboo?"

A half-hearted chuckle and a small smile escaped her. "Sounds good Kitty." The first person she has ever told, the person who was convinced that they were soulmates, cares for her, to help alleviate some of her pain.

The two became inseparable after that, to the point that most of Paris believed they were in a relationship.

When Nadia asked them about it during an interview, their reactions were memorable. Both all but gagged, turned to face each other, and then laughed almost falling out of the seats.

"I believe we have missed the joke." Nadia commented, worried, and confused.

"Why would I date my sister?"

"Sister?"

"Ladybug and I consider each other siblings in all but blood."

"Everything between us is simply platonic, not even close to romantic.” Ladybug answered after Chat.

“Then why would the whole of Paris believe you to be soulmates?” She may be good at hiding her pain, but the question must have made her react slightly, or Chat knew how sensitive the topic was to her.

“We aren’t soulmates, not the bonded ones that everyone thinks of.” He began. “We are the holders of the black cat and ladybug respectively because our souls resonate with the miraculous. Sure, they are two parts of a whole, but we are practically twins, two halves of coin. She is the sister I choose, she is my partner, and that is our relationship.”

“He’s completely right, now I think it’s time for us to start our patrol, BugOut!” Her smile now in place and their excuse to leave perfectly timed and respectful they made their exit.

They went on their patrol as normal, except just as they arrived at the Eiffel Tower to end the patrol. She was about to land on the platform when a searing pain flashed and radiating affecting her entire body blinding her momentarily. A single moment caused her to collapse on the tower landing, crumpling on the platform.

“LB!” Her breath came out in short bursts, she was clutching her upper arm eyes squeezed shut. This was the worst it has ever happened before, and she wanted it to end. As soon as the cause of pain came it disappeared. Leaving only the memory and a phantom pain.

"Just give me a minute." She slowly got her breathing under control, starting to get accustomed to the new level of pain.

"You weren't kidding that is the worst I’ve ever seen you hurt."

"Yeah not fun."

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A month after that her mark burned again. This time during class. The teachers knew she would randomly stop due to pain, but they were told they were random migraines. To the point Mari would hold her head and rub her arm to sooth herself, while playing up a headache. Adrien stayed back after the class let out." You know you don't always need to put on a brave face Bugaboo."

Her attention snapped to him. "Well it's easier than constantly answering questions Kitty." She figured quickly.

Sure, they found out one another's identity, but that worked in their favor. After Tikki got sick, Fu started training Mari, and after a month Marinette was given guardianship. Fu still hasn’t lost his memories because Mari let Wayzz stay with him, for the time being, he eventually returns it to Mari in order to move on with his life, his memories fading gradually.

When Adrien got his hands on the grimoire, he of course showed it to Marinette.

“Kitty I know you don’t want to hear this, but I think your dad might be Hawkmoth.” This seemed to perfect for him to have without him being a villain.

“I know, but…”

“Adrien is there any motive anything that might be what he would wish for?”

“My mom. Dad closed himself off when she disappeared. I bet he would wish for her back.”

“Okay, so I’m going to be blunt okay.” He nodded. “So, if your mom is dead there isn’t anything that can be done without the wish, meaning at least one other person is dying.”

“So…”

“But if she is anything but.” She flipped through the grimoire recalling the studies she’s did with Fu. “There are ways we can find or even heal her.”

“This is all riding on an if.” He looked unsure as if this was too much to accept.

“Do you trust me?”

“If I didn’t, I would have turned tail and run a long time ago.”

“You dork.” She lightly shoved him, but he swayed dramatically.

“You two are close.” The new student in their class came up to them.

“Lila, right?”

“That’s right.” She answered sickly sweet, almost fake. “Are you two soulmates by any chance?”

“No.” Adrien answered. “Why?”

“You’re Adrien Agreste! Why would you be in public school?” She finally seemed to recognize.

“Let’s just say it’s a bit of rebellion.” He chuckled.

“We’re still on for video games, right?” She brought up to end the conversation seeing that Adrien was getting uncomfortable.

“Your winning streak is going down.” He announced.

“You want to join us, Lila?” She offered.

“Why?”

“Because your new and I want to get to know you.” Marinette answered honestly.

“Why?”

“Because we know you lied but still want to know you, the real you.” Adrien added.

“Why?” She asked suspiciously now.

“Question! Is it a felony to kidnap her to play video games, have snacks, get to know her, then let her go?”

“Well the kidnapping part is but if she goes willingly, I call that a hangout session.” Adrien mused.

“True, true.” She hummed. “So, what do you say, because now I am determined to get to know you.”

“Wh…”

“Kidnapping it is.” Adrien decided and grabbed the new girl’s wrist pulling her out of the library. Mari picking up their bags.

Lila herself wasn’t too bad once she started telling the truth, lying is a coping mechanism she created, because she is constantly moving schools, cities, and even countries. She is pretty interesting when she isn’t exaggerating. She was on a Hollywood movie set, but she was there on accident, she was looking for the bathroom in a restaurant and they were filming there that day. She did save a kitten on a tarmac once, but one it wasn’t Jagged Stones, it was a kitten who spooked out of their carrier and rushed down the stairs. Lila dove and caught it before it could leave the passenger unloading area to get the tram to the airport. (Some small airports unload passengers in a certain area of the tarmac and either shuttle them to the building or have a sectioned of walkway that is cleared for passengers, to walk back in only.)

After almost two hours Lila left for home when Adrien’s father called, and he was angry. Together she and Adrien ran back to the Agreste Mansion.

“Adrien!” Gabriel came out disheveled and slightly panicked. “And Miss Dupain-Cheng.” He slightly composed himself.

“Sorry I kept him.” She apologized. “He showed me this really cool book and you know how it is when inspiration hits.”

“Ah yes the inspiring fashion designer friend.” Adrien had walked up and handed his father the grimoire.

“It’s quite an interesting spell book.”

“You can read it?”

“Yes, I can. (Come on out little butterfly.)” Nooroo flew out from his hiding spot. “Hello kwamii of transmission and to you as well Hawkmoth.” She was calm deathly calm.

“How?!” Gabriel growled.

“Calm down. I have a question for you first. You want the jewels used by Ladybug and Chat Noir, why?”

“Would my answer change your plan of action to urn me into authorities and to the heroes?”

“My response may change, but you’ll have to answer to find out.”

“My wife wielder the peacock miraculous, it is broken, and she fell ill, and is in a comatose state.”

“Ah! So here is what is going to happen.” She took the grimoire from Gabriel and flipped over pages. “There is a way to revive her without resorting to using the wish.”

“How do you know this?”

She simply smiled. “You mind gathering these ingredients please Adrien?” She text him a list.

“Sure.”

“How do I know that this isn’t a ruse?”

“One I hate liars, and two because all magic has a cost, and this way is less than if you were to use the wish.”

“What do you mean cost?”

“Just like using your transformation wears on the kwamii, and the power affects your limit. Magic has its cost. The wish because it will always rewrite reality, the price is steep. Bringing back one life means you lose at minimum one other person from your life most likely more.”

“And this?”

“From what I understand. Everyone involved in the spell will have their energies deprecated so they will sleep for a day to a week.”

“Randomly?”

“No, the more people the less each person sleeps.”

“Here they are!” Adrien burst back in the room.

“Do you have the peacock miraculous?” Gabriel nodded. “Okay we’ll need that first, so lead the way to the kitchen.” Both men shuffled confused. “You do know where the kitchen is right?”

“Um well find it eventually.” Adrien chuckled. They were lucky and form it easily and Gabriel left while she and Adrien began to individually brew two separate potions. Adrien the more complex one for his mother’s revival. And she did the simpler one to fix the miraculous. Sue her Adrien is the better one in chemistry, sure he can’t cook to save himself, but he has a gift for chem, and Tikki help her she will teach him to cook. It’s practically edible chemistry, right?!

She took the Brock from Gabriel and fixed it, allowing Duusu out. “Okay so who is going to do this?”

“We will,” Adrien answered for himself and his Father, who nodded.

“Please let be help as well.” Miss Sancoeur offered.

Nooroo, Duusu, Tikki, and Plagg (they came out of hiding now) came to her. “We can help.”

She nodded and saw that Gabriel and Natalie were staring wide eyed between her and Adrien. She thought she heard Natalie say, ‘That explains so much’ but she isn’t sure.

Long story short they were able to wake up Emile, but she took back the peacock and butterfly, leaving Plagg with Adrien. Funnily enough the Agreste’s became a second family to her, once Gabriel finally grasped how to be a father. They told Paris that they had found Hawkmoth, but he would be tried by the order of Miraculous, meaning he would be stripped of the gem and his memories of the miraculous erased. It was a lie but Tikki told her that was what would have happened. There was some outcry, but they explained that they would have no recollection of it, and it wouldn’t make sense to try them.

The next few years of her life were blissfully normal, aside from the fact she had a contract under the Gabriel brand as the designer MDC, who was also endorsed by Style Queen. Chloe isn’t as bad as she puts on when she isn’t masking the hurt of being constantly ignored and bought by her parents.

- - -

It wasn’t until she was twenty-two and accompanying Adrien to a Wayne charity gala, one he didn’t want to go alone and two she was invited anyways, Chloe, Kagami, and Luka were also there on their own merits and invitations so they all stuck relatively together. Since arriving there Marinette was a constant pain, her arm burned and ached, but she forced herself to simply breathe and tried her hardest to push it out of her mind. But her luck wouldn’t hold, three hours into the event she was approached by who she recognized as Bruce Wayne, the host of the gala, and a woman to his left, the pain was almost unbearable the closer the two approached. Her friends noticed, they knew what her pain actually meant, as she opened up to them about it after a while, but she grit her teeth and tried to push through it.

“Mr. Agreste, Miss Bourgeois It is good to see you both again.” Bruce Wayne acknowledged. “It’s nice to meet all of you as well, Bruce Wayne.” He introduced to the rest, shaking hands. “And this is a good friend of mine.”

“Diana Prince.” She also went to shake everyone’s hands and had left Marinette for the last. The moment their hands touched she almost crumpled, she shrunk back and into Adrien and Chloe. “Is she okay?”

“Diana?” Bruce pointed towards her upper arm, the mark most of them overlooked before was now complete and glowing lightly. What Marinette remembered was that there was her yo-yo string and a golden rope that she only saw once before on her own arm. She felt sick, Diana was staring at her now, she recognized that Marinette was her soulmate.

“Melody?” Luka now stepped up.

“I want to leave.” She answered flatly.

“You are…”

She completely turned away, but by now her friends knew what was going on and were glaring at Diana. “I want to leave, now.” She repeated.

“Come on bug, let’s get you away from… this.” He threw a look at Diana, who was looking confused and seemingly alarmed.

The other three were putting as much space as they could between their friend and who is unknowingly causing her pain.

“Please is she alright?” Diana asked stepping forward barely grazing her hand covering her mark. This time it felt as if the skin itself was burning and stung almost like it was being pricked over and over and over again.

“Don’t touch me and stay away from me.” On the outside she looks clam and relaxed, but her voice was soft and raw, her eyes burned in pain. “You and that completed mark can stay far from me.”

“Luka, Kagami mind taking her back to the house?” The two in question led her away and once a safe distance away she broke down in tears, sobbing from the pain she was biting down.

- - -

The two that stayed were simultaneously glaring at her and watching their friends leave the gala.

“Is she alright?” Bruce finally bole the tension.

“As soon as she is far enough away from her.” The girl, Chloe, snapped at her. “Now that we know who is the the person causing her pain, we can keep her from them.” She snapped towards her, but it was a slap to Diana.

“I don’t follow. We are…”

“Soulmates, yeah we figured.” Adrien this time spoke.

“They why would she want to leave, without speaking?”

“One one in a million people are in pain when they are close to their soulmates.” Adrien spoke calmly but stoically. “No one knows why.” He began to fidget with a ring on hi# finger, she couldn’t recall if she saw any jewelry on her soulmate, Marinette, but she has a suspicion. After all she feels similar to her Mother’s aura and presence, that of a Ladybug.

“You are wrong. There is an explanation, but only a few know why that is.” She feels certain that she knows what this is.

“Let me guess you know why.” Chloe remarked, sarcastically and unamused.

“Allow me to explain this another time and place, as this is neither.”

“Fine call this number at noon est tomorrow.” Adrien handed her a phone number and the two turned and left.

“Diana?” Bruce snapped her attention. “What was that about?” He was still calm and collected but she knew he would be the one to ask, figuring out what was the next step, what had the best options of success.

“Magic.”

- - -

The next day she called the number and she was invited to a video call by the recipient. It turned out to be Marinette.

“Hello Diana.” Her voice was not cold but it was emotionless, as if she was forced into this conversation. Granted she did think she would be speaking with Adrien and Chloe.

“I never wanted to harm you, I swear that on the river Styx.” she began but before she could continue Marinette cut in.

“Let’s be clear, I don’t care about your apologies. I just want to know why this is happening and how to either get rid of it or to never have contact with you in any way or proximity.”

“I am apologizing because this is known as the curse of the ladybug and black cat.” She saw the young woman tense at that. “The reason I know of this is from by Mother, Queen Hippolyta Of the Amazon’s.” She allowed that to sink in and the other woman allowed her to drop her defense, nodding to what is said.

“When you say the curse of the ladybug and black cat what do you mean by that?”

“True souls of the miraculous, when in their life they come into contract with their given gems, cause a reaction.” Diana explained. “For the ladybug they receive the pain of their soulmate through their marks. Which is what I assume is going on.”

“Yes you’re right, but this has been going ever since I could remember.”

“Call it what you will fate, destiny, but you were always going to wield the ladybug jewel, that is why the curse manifested itself.”

“What about the black cat?”

“I am unsure, the black cat of my Mother’s time died before meeting their soulmate, but I would assume it would be similar to our situation.”

“Then how do we solve this?”

~~~~~~~~~~

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blu3b3rryj4mp1r3 · 2 years

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Hello, it's me.

Sorry, I haven't talked to you in a while.

I was busy working on stories on Archive Of Our Own, one of them being ''We Love You, Brainy Smurf'', which is still a work-in-progress.

It's a story focused on Brainy and his emotional vulnerability.

Brainy is one of my favorite characters, even though there are probably LOTS of people who can't stand him.

Even though he's a arrogant, bossy, pompous, nagging know-it-all, but he does have redeeming qualities.

As the franchise went on though, he did get better, which I'll give them credit for.

Personally, I don't expect Brainy to change, some people probably do, but that's on them.

But here's what I here for, and I'm gonna get realistic for a bit.

By the end of the original series, I spend episodes wondering how Brainy has ended up dead from landing on his head from being booted out of the village, which sometimes keeps me awake at night, and causes me believe that the other Smurfs (who aren't friends with Brainy, that is) are sadistic, abusive bullies who hate, bully, and kick him out of the village for no other reason than because they could, view him as a sociopath, refuse to see ANY good qualities in him, and doesn't see or treat him as an actual person (or I guess in their case, Smurf), but this is probably just a me thing.

Also, in my AU, Brainy has Borderline Personality Disorder, anxiety, depression, PTSD, and extremely low self-esteem, because of his upbringing and his rocky relationship with the other Smurf (once again who aren't his friends).

For some reason, I can Brainy with all the textbook symptoms of BPD.

Let's run down the list:

1. Fear of Abandonment

2. Social Withdrawal

3. Tolerating Abusive Behavior From Others

4. Blindness To Reality

5. Inappropriate Outbursts Of Emotions (Mostly Anger)

6. Constant Feelings Of Emptiness, Hopelessness, & Loneliness

7. Difficulty Standing Up For Yourself

8. Hostility & Antagonism Towards Others

9. Needing Attention & Validation

10. Getting Upset About Everything

11. Thinking Everything Is Your Fault

12. Persistent Feelings Of Guilt & Shame

13. Blaming Everyone, Including Yourself, For The Way You Turned Out & Your Miserable Life

14. Feeling Like A Burden To Others

And it just goes on and on.

But thankfully, Clumsy and the other Smurfs are there for him to keep him in check.

I mostly took a back from the story to do research on BPD, but I do plan on writing in again soon.

So, yeah, I know that Brainy is a bit of a know-it-all, but I do sympathize with him.

Sorry, this was a little long and I got a little serious, but I do hope that we can talk again in the future.

I don't really understand people who find brainy annoying, me and basically my whole family loves him! 😊💗 what you said is certainly interesting! 🤔 I think it's a bit annoying when brainy isn't saying anything bad, but just talking a lot and he'll still get thrown out of the village or get smacked in the head as he does in the comics, sometimes brainy might even have something good to say but it takes him a while to get to the point so some of the other smurfs won't even try to listen, yes I understand that it's a joke but sometimes I just can't help to feel bad for him 😅💙

and yeah that's something I've noticed too! brainy does have some character development throughout the show, it's also interesting to se how his relationship with clumsy/ how he treats him evolves throughout the series :)

thank you for your message! 😊💙💙

#also why does grandpa smurf dislike brainy so much?!#even if brainy does say or do something bad he won't really learn from his mistakes by others being mean to him #idk sometimes I just think about that too #smurfs #the smurfs #brainy smurf #asks 💗

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athena-is-a-chaotic-lil-shit · 3 years

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Feral Fatality

(Part 1)

So this has been in my works for a week now. You see, it was a typical day for me scrolling through Tumblr and visiting some....tags, and then a short drabble inspired me to write about a feral reader totally not because I was craving violence and murder no, which reached more than 4k words on the first draft so here we are! Shitty title, I know. The proofread work went over 7k, and it's not even finished yet. Once I'm done posting this and my main orc fic, I will get into the requests so please be patient!

Pairing: Jason Voorhees x Fem!Reader

Word count: 3k

Warnings: Brief blood and violence at the end of the first part

Contains: Swearing, mentions of neglect and abuse (not graphic)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Screams slit through the twilight as the frigid autumn wind blew harshly through the trees of Camp Crystal Lake. The rustling of bushes and cracking of twigs echoed as foolish teenagers attempted to escape, running for their lives when they were the ones who dared step foot in the place, tarnishing it with their sins.

Jason Voorhees, the innocent kid who died several years ago; pushed to the lake by his bullies and left to drown for being different and unsightly— all because the counselors were busy with their fucking business—, returned as an undead killing machine right after his mother murdered them and died. His sole purpose: to protect the land and purge the people who had no right to be here, sentencing them to a horrendous death.

One by one, they struck the ground, lifeless, either chopped into pieces, beheaded, or stabbed countless times by his trusty machete.

Limbs...ripped off with his bare hands.

The muffled snapping of branches reached your ears as the vehicle's wheels ran over them, stirring you from your nap. You rubbed your chilled skin under your clothes as you looked out of the window, thumping your forehead on the glass when you leaned forward the moment you saw the scenery. Trees, both ancient and young, their leaves varying in hues of green, orange and red, filled your line of sight. It was still early in autumn, your favorite time of the year, not hot but not too cold either. You watched in awe as the warm-colored leaves cascaded down from the branches and down to the ground, some carried by the wind farther from their origin.

The view did its best to distract you from a couple in session a seat before yours. They always seem to do that all the time, regardless of place or occasion.

This was a week-long getaway after graduation, they said.

Nothing but a white lie.

An excuse for the girls to hook up with their campus crushes, a week of fucking and smoking drugs.

You, however, just got invited —forced— by your "friend" Eloiza, the self-proclaimed hottest girl in the entire school, typical captain of the cheerleading squad; blonde and curvy. Her words were much too sugar-coated that even a deaf person could tell she had ulterior motives.

She only planned to use you as a tool to raise her fame. A stepping stone for her own gain.

That wasn't the only reason though.

Everyone knew who you were, but only by your name. News and rumors alike spread like wildfire through gossipy mouths. Your deeds were known throughout campus.

(Y/N)(L/N), top academic competitor and multiple-award winner, a straight-A student for five years in succession. Some believed you were a genius, the rest called you insane.

You wouldn't call yourself a genius though, you did not possess the obsessive need to acquire eternal knowledge and discover the secrets of the universe as most of them do, to effortlessly solve every problem that comes their way.

If that were the case, then you wouldn't be here in the first place.

You only love learning and indulging in the beauty of Mother Nature, plus a handful of hyper-fixations.

Fine, a buttload of hyper-fixations. And such came in handy in various situations.

You were unrivaled, not one of your peers could come close to your level of wit. Many people wished to have a brain like yours, and just as many hated you for even having one, praised you just as much as slandered your name and judged you.

Despite your reputation, the poor school didn't broadcast it, at least every time. The staff probably got tired of repeating the same phrase over and over again. Which caused more than half of the whole campus to never believe you to be the one behind all of that, laughing at your face when you said your name.

"You? The (Y/N) (L/N)? Ha! As if I'd fall for that! Everyone knows how she looks. You're the absolute opposite!"

"You got to be kidding me."

"You're a joker, aren't you? Is this a prank? If so please stop it, don't pretend like you're her."

Yep, and it goes on and on and on. They were right, you didn't look like someone who would win contests or excel in class.

You constantly wore clothes that hid your form, silent unless spoken to or asked to answer, distant and reserved, you preferred the company of books and nature to the rowdiness and prying hands of humans. A sociopath they deemed you. Quite an extreme word to use when you simply wanted to enjoy the only things that made you happy in this living hell.

You only know a handful of people who approached you first-hand and praised you genuinely, even asking for an autograph, which really surprised you.

Yet, they would never understand you even if you explained, because you can't, words evade you when it comes down to voice out what you feel. Even if you can, no one would care. And even if they did? You doubt it was real. Everyone wants to use you, and they seem to believe you'd let them. You didn't trust anyone. The last time you did only left you sobbing on the dirt.

You wanted to be left alone.

To connect with nature and get as far away as possible from your parents. Parents who kept shouting profanities at each other, the main cause for your depression and anxiety levels to skyrocket, the shaking turning into trembling, 7 hours of sleep to barely a blink.

That's why you agreed to go in the first place.

You hated your household—despised it— a mess of broken shards of bottles and ceramics littered your kitchen floor more often than not. You didn't bother cleaning it up anymore, your mother would just waste away her money on more things to break and throw them at your joke of a father when they fought anyway.

Not only that, you thought...No, you believed if you worked hard to be the best and win countless competitions, your parents would give you recognition and reconcile for your sake, but no, no, no. They didn't care one bit about you or your medals, it was as if you were never even included in their lives at all. Even birthday celebrations ceased to exist in everyone's books after your 13th.

So you gave up.

Down into the void, your wishful thinking went, that they'll become better people over time, that the attention and love you deserve will be given one day. Instead, you wallowed yourself in your studies, besting everyone in everything academic. Oh, but you weren't athletic. Far from it. Damn, you were getting thin and sleep-deprived from being neglected, dark circles under your eyes every time you looked at your reflection. People hating your existence wasn't helping, some teachers even suspected you of cheating.

There's no way in hell you'd let yourself get dragged down to end up like them! You were of legal age now, a fresh graduate from high school, you doubt your parents even knew that since they didn't fucking show up on your graduation day. You were moving out of that shithole of a town. Anywhere is better than where they breathed and spat their poison.

And so here you are. Standing in this breath-taking and mysterious place. Camp Crystal Lake, it is named, secluded, barely touched by modernization as it is hidden between mountains and trees as far as the eye could see. Not to mention its namesake, the lake, you imagined it would mirror the sky, be it day or night. You loved it, you adored the fresh, breathable air that went through you the moment you stepped out of the van.

You also knew about him.

Resolved to never go back to that goddamned house, you took everything you had and needed; the special little trinkets you've collected through the years shoved into a box, the few clothes you had, art materials, and your precious books carefully packed inside a big travel bag, along with your stocked up canned goods, convenience food, snacks, and toiletries.

And other, important things.

You hauled your baggage out of the van and got off, immediately moving to the side and away from everyone.

You got used to people ignoring you that you didn't care anymore.

Why waste your time with them when you can have all of it to yourself?

Eloiza led the group into the larger cabins, the others went straight into the lake for a swim. You even notice some teens disappear into the trees, most likely for a quickie.

In return, you stayed out of their way, fully satisfied being invisible and with your own company as you trudged to a cabin, the one you caught a glimpse of earlier in the van. It was a long way's separated from the rest, closest to the forest and hidden behind a few trees.

You were panting when you finally stopped in front of it, clearly not used to walking long distances and carrying stuff near as heavy as your weight.

Upon closer inspection, you found yourself gaping at its appearance. The wooden walls lost their color as they aged, white and brown mushrooms grew on the ground along with green moss sticking to the beams, and a few vines crawling their way up and on the roof. Despite all of that, the cabin looked sturdy still.

There's this "one with nature" vibe that drew you to it, like a string pulling you closer and inviting you. Ominous most would say, but you almost cried when the rich scent of earth and oxygen filled your lungs as you took one big inhale, sighing in content for once. It was a lot smaller compared to the others, but you didn't care. As long as you were left alone with your stuff you were a-okay.

Perfect.

You turned the knob and peeked inside, letting out a small gasp and opening the door wider to see the whole thing.

Old as it is, it was proper and neat, regardless of the tiny cobwebs on the upper corners. A small, square dining table sat in the middle of the first part of the place, two wooden stools placed underneath. There were cupboards on the wall and a simple sink with an empty space to the side. You went to the next room, doorless and separated with but a wall of thick plywood. It had a single bed in the corner, off-white cotton sheets sitting atop, not a wrinkle in sight. No pillow though. There's a decent-sized closet along with a small table on one side of the bed. One of the windows had a hole in the middle, a ray of sunlight streaming in through the cracks. It was too big for the size of a gunshot, so maybe a rock.

A bit hesitant, your fingers traced the wood, feeling the inconsistent texture. When you went through the back door, your smile reached your ears when trunks of trees and bushes greeted you...

Wait, is that what you think it is?

Stepping closer to the treeline, your jaw dropped when you spotted a thicket of fruit-bearing plants past them, gathered in a tiny clearing.

Blueberries.

Purple little cuties poked out of the green shrubs, sporting a vibrant hue that caught your eye. The sun shone overhead and providing the energy they needed. Blueberries managed to grow in the area despite the trees fencing them.

Tempted and suspicious, you crouched down, inspecting the shrub if it really was a blueberry plant and not a deadly doppelganger. Once you were sure it was, (it would be hilarious if you simply died from nighshade poisoning), you plucked one and brought it to your mouth. It was sweeter than you expected, with a slightly bitter aftertaste. You hummed in delight, wiping the juice with your thumb when it dribbled out, staining your finger and lips.

You didn't want to anger anybody. Hell, coming here was already trespassing, so you didn't push your luck and left it alone, hoping they'd forgive you for picking one. They surely didn't look wild with the way they lined up.

You scanned the rest of the area, eventually going back inside to unpack after your little evaluation.

The sun was a hand's away from setting when you finished. Pride swelled in your chest at the work you did, your things stocked and organized with care inside the cabinets and drawers. You won't have to worry about your food for now as cupboards were filled to the brim with them. You also had a decent amount of money left from your savings account that your parents weren't aware of. Prize money, allowance, and the salary you got from doing online jobs all went into it. The camp was a few miles off the road, and a couple more to the nearest gas station with a convenience store. Very far yes, but it's better than living with the people who made you do this in the first place.

You just hoped you wouldn't die walking.

Everything was worth it, anyways. You were free now, at least that's what you think.

You trudged to the bed, eyeing the cushions, wary and a little scared to touch the sheets that appeared to be cleaned just recently, you didn't even lay a finger on them ever since you got inside. Oh, but your tired muscles were screaming to just flump down and relax.

So you did.

You dumped yourself face first and inhaled. It wasn't smelly nor fragrant, just the simple freshness on the cotton fabric. You felt beat but ain't sleepy, yet, so you reached to the drawer beside the bed and pulled out a book to pass the time as you waited for the sun to go down and give way for the moon. Its spine and pages had creases, worn out and yellow-stained from age and use. It was a horror-mystery novel told through a first-person narrative, a story of a middle-aged detective and her Maine coon in their attempts to solve a murder case of a young European lady named Cassandra Chase.

You dozed off in the middle of chapter 21, the part where Dinnie, the cat, discovers a valuable clue to the crime, a rotten limb in the dried basement well.

—

Jason settled down on the stairs of his porch; shoulders relaxed and hunched as he leisurely sharpened his machete with a small whetstone. Lines of sunlight kissed him through the leaves of trees, the birds in the area chirped on their perches, and the grass swayed, gentle, as a cool wind passed by.

His day be so fine. No troublemakers to deal wi—

The alarm rang, announcing unwelcomed arrival. As if a switch flipped inside, he's already on his feet, making his way swiftly to their location.

A new batch of wretched youngsters, another day ruined. Hunting them down makes his blood thrum in his veins, yes, but they soured his mood, just when he was at peace. He's dead set on slaughtering them in the most gruesome ways possible, only then he could go back and enjoy the serenity the nature around him brings.

He surveyed the area, camouflaging with the wilderness, silent as he watched and counted the soon-to-be corpses, his mother's voice at the back of his mind, guiding him.

They decided to go either to the main cabins, or the lake...even into the trees.

All but one.

Jason already planned to cut down the couple later as they lose themselves in the forest, doing nasty, dirty things to his camp. The killer shifted his attention to you, curious as to why you didn't join the lot. Instead, you walked back down the road. He followed and saw you approach the small cabin, separated from the rest, your eyes widened...

Adoration?

You were quiet— except for the little gasps of awe you let out in between pants—as you looked around and over the place. The ones you came with were rowdy and destructive, a complete opposite. He hid as he observed you from afar, moving around to adjust his vision on you. You smiled every time you looked to the trees, he noticed.

Why were you smiling like that? Why did you pick this cabin? Were you planning on defiling it?

The last question in his mind made his blood boil. He'll kill you first if that was the case. That cabin you chose was special, it was where he and his mother used to stay. He occasionally visits that one to keep it clean and free of dust. If you even think of—

Jason, sweetie...look closer. She does not have such intentions.

His mother's words rang in his head. Even from where he stood, he could see what you did inside. You looked a little hesitant, touching and drawing back your hand before letting your fingers feel the wood as if it was something delicate. Despite the initial...shyness? You proceeded to make it your home, somewhat, dropping the large duffel bags you carried on your front and back, and a similarly large roller case on your left. It was as if you planned to stay for a long time.

Jason hears you take a long breath and sigh as you went out the backdoor. You grinned wider when you saw the nature around you. You stepped forward, straight in his direction...

For a moment he thought you saw him, seeing your jaw drop. You moved closer, and he just froze there, until you crouched down.

Oh, his plants.

He watched you as you gently picked a fruit, your gaze...soft. You brought it to your mouth, some of the juice spilling on the side and you wiped it with your thumb.

Cute.

You went back inside and continued to unpack your things, carefully maneuvering around the cabin.

Maybe he'll spare you if you continue to be good. You didn't do anything dirty, yet. It's only a matter of time before the camp is shrouded in darkness and his hunt will begin.

Let's see what you'll do before that happens.

Jason tracked down the three that went into the forest. He knew the place like the back of his hand, and it was easier to pinpoint them as he heard moans.

What he saw was utmost disgusting, two girls pleasuring a male with their mouths in broad daylight.

Kill them, my boy! Such foul beings need to die! Kill them, kill!

He circled them, steps soundless. Jason gripped his machete and brought it down the guy's neck, embedding the weapon into the bark, the head rolled down, oozing with blood, and fell against the women, drenching them in red. Not a single cry left from their mouths as he sliced both with one swing, blood pouring out of their throats and staining the ground. Jason dragged their bodies and tossed them into a pit he dug beforehand, making quick work in burying them.

A swift end. Now he waits.

#jason voorhees x reader #jason x reader #friday the 13th #blood #violence #slatra #lmao #my writing #fiction #horror #slasher x reader #feral reader #slasher x fem!reader #reader insert #slasher fic #slasher x reader fic #jason voorhees #friday the 13th fic

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echo-three-one · 3 years

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The strongest lead toward Shepherd that will lead them to Nero. (honestly I can't think of better summaries lately. I hope you're still enjoying THE ROAD SO FAR (CUE carry on my wayward son)

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Going Dark - Part 1

"Alex"

Safe House 110197, Brazil

Alex woke up to the smell of Samantha's shampoo. God, she smelled so beautiful. He thought as he shifted his position carefully, trying not to disturb his sleeping girl.

Samantha caught wind of his actions and turned back to him.

"Good Morning." Alex greeted with the most wholesome and lovable smile he could ever conjure. He could see Samantha actually blush at his smile, meaning that his charm still worked toward her even after all those times.

"Good Morning… you-" She greeted back but Alex immediately met her lips with his, turning a simple morning greeting into a hot make out session. Samantha ran her hand across his arm down to his chest, pushing the tough muscle as her eyes slowly closed, enjoying the way Alex's mouth moved inside hers.

"I wish I could just sit out this mission and stay here with you…" he mused, tapping her nose and smiling.

"You go out there and fix the world, hero. I'll be here when you get back." She winked as Alex slowly got up and left the room, his eyes never leaving hers until he was out of sight.

Alex stepped out of the stairs to the view of Price complaining about the water. Roach was already shuffling to the kitchen to satisfy their Captain's needs. This gave Alex the chance to check on Maxine.

"How are you holding up, Maxine." He asked.

"What's wrong, lass?" Price inserted sipping his morning coffee.

"Hey Alex, Captain Price…" She greeted, her voice was shaky but she looked like she had the courage to respond.

"I had a strange dream last night… I believe it was one of my memories." She spoke softly. Price and Alex's face lit up.

"That's good news!" Alex cheered, shaking her shoulders and quickly withdrawing his hands as soon as it felt awkward.

"Good on ya, lass. Cheers to that!" He raised his mug and nodded.

"Captain Price." Another familiar voice interrupted behind them.

"I have intel on Shadow Company." Ghost announced, everyone fell silent and they immediately gathered around the command center. Soap and France followed as they walked down the stairs together.

"Three addresses in three separate London Apartments." he informed while typing furiously across the keyboard. The map had three yellow blinking dots, two of them were close to each other while one was far away.

"Intel says they're not sure which of these had a Shadow Company residing in it. They're most probably on leave and might be armed." Ghost added, showing three faces of men which were presumed targets for intel.

"Where'd you get these? They look like very classified information." Price asked, crossing his arms and looking at Ghost.

"Let's just say I know someone." he replies smugly.

"And why would we follow such a lead?" Jack added, making the situation very awkward for the rest of the team.

"Is this…" Soap tried to insert.

"Yes, Soap. It's interpol." he finished. The rest of the team looked at each other.

"They wanted to investigate more on the Shadow Company. But since they aren't authorized to act on it, all they do is gather information. Which is frustrating-" Ghost complained but got cut off by Price.

"They're asking for our help because we're rogue. No rules, no anything…" He stated the bitter tone in his voice was too clear.

"We can't just casually fly to London, right? Who's helping us?" Alex stated the larger problem at hand. If this lead is solid enough, they have to act on it.

"Nikolai could fly us in. I could pull a few favors from S.A.S. but they're going to have to be sneaky to let us land there. We can't forget the fact that we're fugitives. I mean, Shepherd only put Me, Alex, Soap, Ghost and Roach on his list." Price said.

"My dream of being wanted came true in the worst way possible." Soap cracked a joke to lighten up the mood. It obviously worked except for Jack, who always never gets the humor.

They continued briefing, planning the route that they would take saving the most time. Which weapons to use and other protocols to follow.

"Saving the world once again, my hero?" Samantha leaned on him as he continuously flicked Soap's lighter.

"Stop calling me that. I'm no hero. I'm just trying to set things back the way they were."

"Like what heroes do." Samantha chuckled sitting next to him and rested her head on his lap.

"My Dad probably misses me so much." She sighed, looking at Alex as he looked down on her, his fingers played with her hair.

"If we could find the perfect time, we could tell him you're safe. It's unfair how the whole world thinks we took you as a hostage." he complained.

"Well, when you think of it I really am a prisoner here." she mused as Alex's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Then once his brain cells finally agreed, he smiled and laughed.

"Oh I get it." he reached for her hand and put it close in his heart.

"You're trapped in here aren't you." they both laughed.

"That's so corny, right?" Samantha giggled.

"Yeah. It is." Alex replied as they continued to spend the rest of the few hours they had together before flying to the Majesty's domain.

LONDON

UNITED KINGDOM

Price wasn't able to land on the S.A.S. base, but they did assist the rogue team to land on an open area not too far from the base and Nikolai seemed to be fine with it. The team borrowed MacMillan's jeep and took the road less traveled to the city.

Everyone looked alert and worried, this was a risky move but it was all they had to get to Shepherd, to get to Nero.

They drove as fast as they legally could, knowing that their faces wouldn't be recognized by anyone until Ghost distributed his extra skull masks, which allowed them to move freely across the streets of the nearest target location.

The first apartment room was located on the third floor, that meant they had to ascent two flights of stairs without raising suspicion. Ghost immediately worked his way to the basement and disabled the lights.

A quick flicker and the building's lights immediately shut off, making some of the tenants scream in surprise. It was time to move.

The team slowly crept the stairs, their steps were light enough that they could only hear faint creaking. Price led the line as they cleared the hallway all the way up to the third.

Alex was behind Price as he saw the target room's door was slightly ajar. It's either they're lucky he forgot to lock it or they were too late. Proceeding with extreme caution, Price swung the door open and continued to scour the room for the guy.

"Right door, clear." Price announced as everyone scattered around to look for intel. Jack searched the closets hoping that clues were left behind inside pockets. Roach looked for the drawers while Price and Alex looked for clues of possible escape.

"Someone's going up to this floor." Soap whispered as he signaled the team to remain quiet. He was by the door on lookout for the team.

Complete silence. Alex could only hear his breathing and his heartbeat as the person walked past the hall, not minding the open room he just passed through.

They took a few more minutes of intel gathering until they ultimately decided to call it off. It was a dead lead.

"Two more houses." Ghost announced as the team silently regrouped by the car where Nikolai was waiting. The lights immediately returned as soon as they set foot on the vehicle.

"I sure hope we get something from the next house." Roach wished as they drove to the next location.

The second location almost had the same layout. They did the same plan but this time Alex and Soap switched roles. Guard duty was significantly harder when it's dark and Alex did his best to heighten his senses.

Signs of struggle were heard from the inside and Alex assumed they finally identified one of the targets. He could hear the person's groans and struggles as well as his team working hard to constrain the person.

"Ghost. It looks like they got him." Alex reported as he could hear Ghost working on something. Then in just a flash, the lights turned back on along with a loud booming sound of Rick Astley's "Never Gonna Give You Up". Alex entered the room and looked at the poor guy being surrounded by his squad. He was trying to scream for help but Rick Astley begged to differ.

"We're just here for one simple question…

WHERE. IS. SHEPHERD?" Price roared. The guy didn't easily give in. He just shook his head and continued to struggle free. Jack immediately pulled his hand and placed some pliers in between the hostage's fingers.

"Isn't that a little bit too harsh?" Soap whispered to Roach, who just shrugged.

"What's harsh is that they used an innocent daughter as bait." Jack slowly squeezed the pliers making the hostage scream.

"AAAAAAAAAH." He squirmed making the rest of the team hold him tight. Alex had his eyes set on the door as neighbors started to complain about the booming music.

He squirmed enough that it activated something in his pocket, a smartphone whose light shone through the fabric of his pants. Then in a flash, a small scale EMP blast rendered the whole building quiet. All electrical devices were disabled and Alex and the team found themselves kneeling as the loud ringing triggered their ears.

None of them were too quick to react as their hostage looked like he wasn't affected by the blast. He bolted toward the exit and Alex attempted to grab him by the foot, only for him to effortlessly shrug him off and stomp on him, causing him to roll in pain.

From the corner of his eye, he could see Soap follow along with Roach, who were still holding their ears and wincing from the pain of the ringing.

Next Chapter : Going Dark - Part 2

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vulturevanity · 2 years

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Whenever you have the time and energy, I'd love to hear your thoughts on Michiru and Kaoru! They're some of my favorite Pretty Cure characters (I'm a sucker for the Bad Guy Switches Sides trope lol)

Oh goodness I finally have the time and energy to tackle this ask.

Disclaimer that I may be projecting a bit here, as my thoughts about the Kiryuu sisters are intertwined with a somewhat odd familiarity I get from their place within Dark Fall and their relationship with Akudaikan (and that leaves me greatly disconcerted for many reasons).

I joke a lot about their outfits making them look like Good Christian Girls (which, to be fair, is only a bit of an exaggeration), but -- and this is gonna sound really weird -- after the finale, everything surrounding them felt weirdly parallel to my own personal life and relationships, specifically as someone raised conservative Christian, who later found out they're queer.

It's just like going to church with family.

Michiru and Kaoru are dutiful, but unlike everyone else, their investment in the cause only goes far enough to avoid others' prodding. They're apathetic to their duties. They find no joy or sense of purpose in fulfilling their role within that authoritarian system. They're incredibly lonely and only have each other.

They one day walk into "enemy territory", the place they've heard will only oppose their mission, only to find out life is pleasant over here. People are nice to them. People want to be with them without expecting anything from them. And the message they've been fed their whole lives, that they exist for a very specific purpose (to reject and despise all that is anthitetical to their nature) and if that purpose isn't being fulfilled then they're undeserving of the goodness of the greater power watching constantly over them, very quickly starts to feel uncomfortable, like a pair of shoes you're beginning to outgrow.

And that realization terrifies them, more so because the realization happens simultaneously yet separately for each of them.

Michiru and Kaoru have only ever known the ways of Dark Fall. So when they each realize they don't really want to destroy the Land of Greenery, they aren't sure they can trust the other to agree. Look into every scene they have a conversation alone; they're constantly walking on eggshells around each other, talking in roundabouts, always quick to deny any hint that they don't want what they're doing. They love each other, yes, but they never learned how to trust each other. And how could they? The generals of Dark Fall are always one bad day away from stabbing everyone in the back.

And everything about that situation is so intimately familiar to me. From the apathy, to getting to know good people outside of my circle, to learning new things about yourself that you simultaneously can't ignore and can't talk about because what if it all goes wrong? What if the wrong person finds out? You'll be outed as the enemy, your only support system will vanish, your life will be over.

And the saddest thing is that they do hold some warped version of love toward Akudaikan. Like a child of abusive parents. Like cult victims toward their leader. Even after they come back, up until the moment everything was revealed to be a lie, they say it over and over that they're incredibly grateful to Him for giving them life and a purpose, and they genuinely believe what they say, and so do I, because that's just how it works. If you're born and raised in a toxic, legitimately dangerous cult and it's the only community you ever know, you'll have no idea there's any other way to live. You'll take whatever scraps of attachment you can get because the alternative doesn't exist in your mind. And even years after you leave, it's incredibly hard to come to terms with how bad it truly was.

I just. Wow. I'm not so attached to Splash*Star as I am to Futari Wa/Max Heart, but... Michiru and Kaoru spoke to me, man. They're great.

#futari wa precure splash star #pretty cure #precure: splash star #character analysis #sorry I never talked in length about this before I was too busy processing my own trauma #curetapwater

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voiddemon · 3 years

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i believe we have VERY different interpretations of what the mirror world counterparts are supposed to be like. i always interpreted them as, like, the personification of everything the main world's characters aren't (Kirby is happy and carefree so Skirby is a sad little worry-wart, MK plays by the rules but doesn't let anyone get in the way of his goals so DMK has no moral compass but is willing to work for pretty much anyone, etc.). Meanwhile, your interpretation seems to be more of a "darker timeline" type deal. i'm in no way trying to say one way or the other is absolutely correct, but i was just wondering how you came to your conclusion. Hearing the thought process behind people's headcanons is really cool, imo.

Tbh I’d like to think I do a bit of both (opposites and darker timeline), but I generally go for what would be more interesting (narratively speaking).

I mainly work off of this one quote abt the mirror world/dimensional mirror since this is really all we get when it comes to mirror world info.

“ In this strange and beautiful land, mirrors have the power to make any wishes reflected in them come true. One day, a sinister presence invaded the Mirror World, and its mirrors could only reflect bad things.“

My logic is they were originally like their counterparts, but with a lot of their wishes about others being true. Idk how to quite explain it but as an example Shadow Kirby doesn’t sleep often and is a fair bit more mature, since a lot of people (meta knight, for example) probably wish he didn’t sleep as often as he does and wish he had the mental maturity to understand his impact on the world. Dedede (at the time) would’ve wanted MK to be more loyal to him instead of being a wild card so he wouldn’t have to worry about his position as much. Kirby definitely wanted to be closer to both MK and Dedede (Dedede moreso than MK) so both of the others reflected it.

Extremely fucked up but that’s how the mirror world worked. At the time.

The Dimensional Mirror itself isn’t sentient but I have to note that before KATAM happened it would still try to keep everything going on the same track as the og stuff, and the mirror keeps everyone alive. If the mirror breaks or is tampered with, the people in the mirror world will change along with it. Yes, this is extremely fucked up.

They start to change for the worst a bit before Nightmare in Dreamland, and by the end of KATAM they’re completely different with a lot of their main traits being flipped. (DMK is a ruthless, almost unreasonable bastard who doesn’t care much for the rules, but is extremely loyal to whoever he’s serving at the time. Skirby is a depressed, hardworking wreck who can’t stand up to authority and is less of a leader and more of a follower. SDDD is a ruthless, depressed and hurt dictator, with his care for those close to him and his lack of sympathy towards everyone else being heavily emphasized) By the end of KATAM the mirror can barely try to keep everything on track, and the people in the mirror’s personalities naturally grow from their situations.

Since DMK is dead he doesn’t go through a lot of change until he gets brought back. But SDDD and SKirby change a lot, partially because they start to blame himself for literally everything bad that happened. Skirby has a lot of growing to do and starts only relying on himself since he doesn’t want to get hurt again. SDDD starts ruling the Mirror world with an iron fist, not wanting the same shit to happen again. When DMK gets brought back the original ‘changes’ to his personality were kind of reversed juuust enough for him to see how shitty of a person he was and really regret that one time he screwed over everyone in the Mirror World.

so yeah. That’s how I got my characterizations. tbf It’s hard to make them really shine through since i shitpost a lot or sacrifice characterization a bit for jokes. sorry if this doesn’t make much sense/it’s so long

#long post #i actually cut a lot out #just bc

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supermarvelgirl15 · 3 years

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Home- Chapter 4 (The Prisoner)

Summary: Din and Jesla join a crew of mercenaries on a dangerous mission to spring a convict from a prison ship. Jesla sees someone from her past.

Pairing: Eventual Din Djarin (The Mandalorian) × OC!Jesla Gavdo

Word Count: 3,725

Warnings: Violence, gun TW, Mayfeld being insensitive

A/N: Din Djarin in red lighting. That's all I'm gonna say

Series Masterlist // Main Masterlist

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Jesla paces behind Din as he lands the Razor Crest in a space station hangar bay, muttering to herself. He told her that he had contacted a man he once knew, and that he would pay them for a job that he needed done. She was reluctant about taking this job, but then again, she almost died on the last one.

“You don't need to be moving around so much. You're not exactly completely healed,” Mando reminds her as he stands up from his seat.

“I gotta bad feeling about this, Mando,” Jesla tells him, tapping the side of her leg. Something didn't feel right to her about this at all.

Din rolls his eyes from beneath his helmet as he starts down the ladder. “You're being paranoid,” he replies. Jesla scoffs as she follows him down. He had the audacity to tell her she was being paranoid?

“If I recall- correct me if I'm wrong- the last time I said that, we had to emergency land on Tatooine,” she retorts, placing her hand on her hip. Mando grumbles incoherently, making Jesla smirk slightly. She knew that she had a point.

He doesn't say anything as he lowers the ramp and walks out into the hangar, Jesla shaking her head before following him. Lately, she found herself following him a lot. Maybe it was because she always followed somebody her entire life, that she was use to it. You could say she was trained to follow somebody.

She watches as a bearded man walks up to them. “Mando, is that you under that bucket?” The man questions, offering his hand to the Mandalorian.

“Ran,” Mando says as he shakes his hand. Jesla could tell that they were just merely acquaintances just by Mando's tone of voice. He seemed to have a different tone when talking to people that he liked more.

“Didn't really know if I'd ever see you in these parts again. Good to see you. You know, to be honest, I was a little surprised when you reached out to me. You know, ’cause I... I hear things. Like, maybe things between you and the Guild aren't working out,” Ran says, giving Mando a look.

“I'll be fine,” Din replies shortly. That was Mando for you.

“Hmm okay. Well, you know the policy. No questions. And you, you're welcome back here anytime,” Ran informs him. He turns to Jesla, giving her a once over. “I don't believe we've met. The name's Ran,” he offers his hand to her.

Jesla looks at his hand briefly before looking back at him. “Jesla Gavdo,” she offers her name, but doesn't take his hand as she continues to walk across the catwalk.

Ran drops his hand as he leans over to Din. “Some woman you got there,” he mutters to him. Din hums in response, watching after her.

“So what's the job?” Din asks as they continue to walk across the catwalk as well.

“Yeah, one of our associates ran afoul of some competitors and got himself caught. So I'm putting together a crew to spring him. It's a five person job, I got four- the extra help is fine. All I need is the ride, and you brought it,” Ran explains, gesturing to the Razor Crest.

Mando and Jesla share a quick look with one another. “The ship wasn't part of the deal.”

“Well, the Crest is the only reason I let you back in here,” Ran admits. Din slowly turns to him. “What's the look? Is that gratitude? Uh-huh, I think it is,” Ran laughs as he walks off. Jesla and Din share another look before following him.

They all walk into a different area of the hangar. Jesla sees a bald-headed man, her eyes widening as she realizes who he is. This was just her luck.

“Mayfeld?”

The man turns around with his brow furrowed, his eyes scanning for who called his name. When his eyes land on Jesla, they widen slightly. Din looks between the two, his confusion hidden behind his helmet.

“Gavdo? I thought you were dead,” Mayfeld remarks as he walks up to her, crossing his arms.

“I'm surprised you're not,” Jesla comments, looking him up and down. He still looked the same since the last time she saw him.

Back then, Mayfeld and Jesla always seemed to compete with each other. They were the top two sharpshooters in their division. The two always tried to one up each other in the field. So basically, they didn't get along much.

“I take it you two already know each other,” Ran says, making Jesla and Mayfeld finally break their eye contact with one another. “This is Mando. The guy I was telling you about. We used to do jobs way back when,” he tells Mayfeld.

Mayfeld then turns to face Mando. “This is the guy?” He queries, also giving him a once over.

“Yeah, we were all young, trying to make a name for ourselves. Yeah, but running with a Mandalorian, that was... that brought us some reputation,” Ran reminisces.

“Oh ya? What did he get out of it?” Mayfeld questions, raising his eyebrows.

“I asked him that one time. You remember what you said, Mando? Target practice. Man, we did some crazy stuff, didn't we?” Ran laughs, patting Mando on the back.

“That was a long time ago,” Din replies gruffly.

“Well... Well I don't go out anymore. You understand? So uh... Mayfeld, he's gonna run point on this job. If he says it, it's like it's coming from me. You good with that?” Ran asks Mando, quirking up an eyebrow at him.

Din glances over at Jesla, who scoffs. “You tell me.”

Ran shakes his head as he laughs. “You haven't changed one bit,” he says amusingly.

“Ya, well, things have changed around here,” Mayfeld grumbles as he turns and walks away. Jesla rolls her eyes as she goes to stand beside Mando.

Mando leans his head closer to Jesla. “So who's he?” He quietly asks her.

“Migs Mayfeld. He's also a former Imperial sharpshooter. We were in the same division,” Jesla answers as they all walk up to the Razor Crest.

“Razor Crest? I can't believe that thing can fly. Looks like a Canto Bight slot machine,” Mayfeld comments as he observes it. They walk up to a group of people that's standing near the Crest. “Alright, the good looking fella there with the horns, that's Burg,” Mayfeld introduces the red creature that drops a crate he was carrying. “This may surprise you, but he's our muscle,” he adds.

Burg walks up to the Mandalorian and inspects him closely, ignoring Jesla's presence. “So this is a Mandalorian. I thought they'd be bigger,” he sneers.

“Droid's name is Zero,” Mayfeld gestures to a droid that walks up to them. Oh, Mando was going to love that.

Jesla looks around the group with a furrowed brow. “I thought you said you had four,” she points out.

“He does.”

Both the Mandalorian and Jesla turn slowly to find a purple skinned female Twi'lek walking up to them, playing with a knife. “Hello, Mando,” she greets Din.

“Xi'an,” Din nods in acknowledgement. Jesla could feel Mando tense due to the Twi'lek that seemed to ignore her, much like everyone else did.

“Tell me why I shouldn't cut you down where you stand?” Xi'an hisses before she suddenly attacks, placing her knife on Mando's throat, who doesn't flinch at all. Jesla's fingers itch towards her blaster as she watches the Twi'leck closely.

“Nice to see you too,” Mando responds nonchalantly.

“I missed you,” she laughs. “This is shiny. You wear it well,” she comments as she clinks her knife against his beskar. She looks over towards Jesla, her eyes narrowing on her.

“Do we need to leave the room or something?” Mayfeld jokes as he watches the exchange between Xi'an and Din.

Ran chuckles slightly before answering. “Well, Xi'an's been a little heartbroken since Mando left our group,” he says.

“Awww... You gonna be okay, sweetheart?” Mayfeld teases, Burg laughing from beside him.

Xi'an pushes herself away from Mando. “I'm all business now. Learned from the best,” she points her knife at him.

“All right, lovebirds. Break it up till you get on the ship. Right now, we don't have much time,” Ran tells them.

They all walk toward the Razor Crest, Xi'an turning back and winking at Mando. Jesla decides that she doesn't like her at all. Then again, she didn't like most people.

∞∞∞

Jesla's watches Mayfeld as he explains the job to them from beside Mando, shifting her weight to one foot as she listens. Her wound was starting to feel sore from her walking around so much. Maybe she should've listened to Mando, but she was never going to admit that to him.

“So, package is being moved on a fortified transport ship. Now, we got a limited window to board, find our friend, get ’em outta there before they make their jump,” Mayfeld informs all of them as he shows them a hologram.

“That's a New Republic prison ship. Your man wasn't taken by a rival syndicate, he was arrested,” Jesla points out as she shifts her weight to her other foot. She wasn't about to be on the New Republic's radar.

Mayfeld looks up at her from the hologram. “So what?”

“That's a max security transport, and we're not looking for that kind of heat,” Mando cuts in, crossing his arms.

“Well, neither are we. So just don't mess up,” Ran tells them. Jesla and Din share a brief look, something they seemed to do quite a lot.

“The good news for you is the ship is manned by droids. Still hate the machines, Mando?” Xi'an jeers at Din, making Jesla shoot her a glare. Who knows, by the end of this, Jesla may kill her like she did with Toro.

They all continue to go over the plan. Jesla knew Mando wasn't thrilled with the droid, Zero, flying his ship. However, they both knew that Zero was the best choice to scramble their signal as they boarded the New Republic ship.

Jesla didn't like nor trust anyone that they were working with. None of them knew the value of loyalty. They only kept each other alive so the job could be done efficiently. She despised people like that.

“Some friends you got there,” Jesla says sarcastically to the Mandalorian as they walk up the ramp into the Crest.

Din chuckles dryly. “I don't think ‘friends’ is what I'd call them,” he mutters. Jesla nods in agreement as they walk up into the cockpit as the ship takes off.

In the cockpit, both Jesla and Mando linger in the back as Zero sits at the controls. “Calculations complete. Jumping to hyperspace...now. Feel free to join the others. I will handle it from here,” it informs them.

Mando walks down the ladder to the hangar first, helping Jesla as she climbs down after him. He knew that she needed to rest before they got to the prison ship. She wouldn't be at her best if she was in pain. Jesla seemed to also know this as well as she sat down on a crate, taking a deep breath as she ignored the glare she was receiving from Xi'an.

“That's a pretty thing you got there, Mando. How'd you end up with it?” Xi'an asks him as she plays with her knife. Jesla ignores her as she lays her head against the wall.

When Mando doesn't answer her, she continues. “C'mon. There's gotta be a reason why you keep her around,” she says innocently.

“She's good at what she does,” Din answers her, handing Jesla a ration bar. She realizes she hadn't eaten anything all day as she takes a bite out of it.

Xi'an eyes their interaction as she sits up a bit straighter. “Oh? I'm sure she pleasures you greatly,” she smirks, making Burg laugh.

Neither Din nor Jesla reacts to her, Jesla taking the last bite of her ration bar. She knew Xi'an was trying to get under her skin, but she wasn't going to give her the satisfaction. Jesla found it amusing though.

Mayfeld chuckles as he stands beside Xi'an. “Hey, if you wanna get to her, just mention Burnin Konn.”

Jesla's head snaps up at that, Din watching her carefully. He really didn't want to deal with this right now.

“What's Burnin Konn?” Burg humors him with a sly smile, Xi'an laughing at Jesla's sudden reaction.

“It was a great loss for the Empire. Everyone in our division died, about 5-10,000 people,” Mayfeld replies as he watches Jesla closely.

Din watches as Jesla's eyes harden, her hand subconsciously grabbing her tatted wrist. “Watch it, Mayfeld,” she warns him.

“Don't tell me you're still not over that. Is it because of those stupid clones you were attached to?”

Abruptly, Jesla stands up and pulls out her blaster as she makes her way to Mayfeld, pointing it at his head. Before she could pull the trigger, Mando swiftly grabs the gun out of her hand. They stare at each other for a few seconds before she shoots Mayfeld a glare and walks away from him.

Everyone, except for Din and Jesla, starts laughing. Oh, how Jesla couldn't wait until this job was finished so she could kill them all.

“Hey, Xi'an, you flew with Mando. Is he as good as they say?” Mayfeld questions the Twi'leck.

“Ask him about the job on Alzoc III,” Xi'an answers him, turning her attention to the Mandalorian.

It's Jesla's turn to watch Mando carefully as she turns to face him. “I did what I had to,” he simply responds. That was a phrase Jesla found herself living by.

“Oh, but you liked it. See, unlike some people, I know who you really are,” Xi'an says, looking at Jesla as she says the last part. Jesla rolls her eyes as she takes her blaster back from Mando and puts it back in its holster.

“He never takes off the helmet?” Mayfeld queries, crossing his arms over his chest.

Xi'an shakes her head with a chuckle. “This is the Way,” she mocks. Jesla wonders how Mando was even capable of putting up with the stupid Twi'leck. She can't even last an hour.

“You ever seen his face?”

“A lady... never tells.”

Din tenses slightly at the new subject, Jesla not missing him doing so. He acted the same way back on Sorgan when her and Cara brought it up.

“Aw, come on, Mando. We all gotta trust each other here. You gotta show us something. Come on, just lift the helmet up. Come on. Let's all see your eyes,” Mayfeld taunts. When Mando doesn't make a move to take it off, Mayfeld nods at Burg who then closes in on Din.

As Burg's hand reaches to take off Din's helmet, Jesla grabs it and twists his arm back behind him. Burg tries to fight back, but Jesla kicks him back. Burg grapples for something to hold onto, hitting the release button to the cot, the hatch opening and revealing the Child.

“Whoa! What is that?” Mayfeld exclaims, examining the Child closely. “Wait a minute,” he gestures between Mando and Xi'an, “did you two make that? Huh? What is it? Like...a pet or something?”

“Yeah. Something like that,” Mando says calmly.

“Didn't take you for the type. Maybe that code of yours has made you soft,” Xi'an teases him.

“Me, I was never really into pets. Yeah, didn't have the temperament. Patience, you know. I mean, I tried but... never worked out. What I'm thinking... maybe,” Mayfeld picks up the Child, “I'll try again with this little fella. Huh?”

Mayfeld pretends to drop the Child, making both Din and Jesla flinch in response. Xi'an and Mayfeld laugh at them. Then the ship starts shaking, everyone fighting for balance. The ship rolls and everyone is thrown around in the hangar. Mayfeld drops the Child and Din immediately dives after him. Jesla tightly grabs onto the wall, balancing herself.

The Razor Crest finally docks to the transport. Mando places the Child back in the cot as Jesla curses the droid under her breath. Burg angrily tosses some crates around.

Once everyone settles, they start executing the plan. The Mandalorian hacks the opening mechanism of the prison ship's hatch. Jesla is the first one to quietly drop down into the halls of ship, everyone else following after her.

They all start moving down the corridors, looking into the prison cells. Everything was going well until Burg decided to blast a mouse droid, which alerted security droids of their presence. Luckily, Mando sneaks up behind the droids and takes them out in a melee fight by himself. Jesla had to admit, he had some skills.

Upon reaching the control room, Mayfeld commands Zero to open the door. When it opens, it reveals a human guard inside, brandishing a blaster. There wasn't supposed to be any living things on board.

“There were only supposed to be droids on this ship,” Mando voices Jesla's concerns.

Mayfeld walks around the guard to observe the control panel. “Hang on, hang on. See here uh...cell two-two-one. All right, now for our well dressed friend...” He trails off once the guard pulls out a tracking beacon.

Everyone draws out their blasters and trains it on the guard, except for Jesla who trains hers on Mayfeld. She wasn't about to kill an innocent man; she didn't do that anymore.

Din tried his best talking everyone down. He calmly addressed the guard, whose name was Davan. When Mayfeld wouldn't lower his blaster on the guard, Mando joins Jesla on training their blasters on him. Mayfeld trains his second blaster on Din and his third blaster that was on a droid arm on Jesla. Burg takes out his weapon and trains it on Mando as well, making Mando aim his vambrace weapon at him.

An argument breaks out between all of them; Mayfeld wanting to kill the guard, Din and Jesla wanting to let him live. It suddenly stops when Davan is struck down by Xi'an's throwing knife.

“Would you all just shut up,” Xi'an complains.

Suddenly, Xi'an starts coughing as she starts to choke. Everyone starts freaking out as Xi'an grabs onto her throat. Din looks at Jesla, whose cold eyes is staring daggers at Xi'an's choking form. He moves over to her, grabbing her forearm. “Jes, don't. You can kill her later,” he whispers to her.

Jesla looks at him, not missing the new nickname, as Xi'an finally gets her breath back. “What the hell was that?!” Xi'an shouts as she rubs her throat. Mayfeld and Burg exchange a look of what could only be described as fear.

“We have twenty minutes before backup gets here,” Jesla states, gesturing to the now blinking beacon. “I suggest we move now,” she mutters as she steps over Xi'an and heads towards cell 221. Din doesn't say anything as he starts following her, Xi'an looking after them with a glare.

They reach cell 221 with fifteen minutes remaining. Mayfeld orders Zero to open the cell door. Once it opens, it reveals another Twi'leck.

“Qin,” Mando mumbles to himself.

“Funny. The man who left me behind is now my savour. Mando,” Qin greets as he walks out his cell, side-eyeing Jesla.

Then, Burg punches Mando in the gut, catching him off guard, and throws him into the cell. Before Jesla could react, Xi'an roughly pushes her into the cell as well, which is locked before either Din or Jesla can get up. Mando fires his blaster at the door, but the shot just ricochets around the cell, Jesla ducking so it wouldn’t accidentally hit her.

Jesla bangs the door in frustration, the group outside laughing as they walk away. “You've got to be kriffing kidding me!” She shouts in anger. “I can't catch a kriffing break! You should have just let me kill her. No, you should've listened to me when I said I had a bad feeling about this job!”

Mando grabs Jesla's biceps roughly, making her look into his helmet's visor. “Hey! If you don't get a level head, we're not going to get out of here,” he tells her, his voice like stone. Jesla stays quiet for a couple moments before taking a deep breath. He was right.

She looks back out the cell, seeing a security droid pass by. “I have a plan.”

∞∞∞

Jesla and Mando end up getting out of the cell, and one by one put the others in it. Jesla got the satisfaction of being the one that locked Xi'an up. She salutes to Mayfeld as her and Mando walk off to find Qin. The two find him trying to climb up the ladder into the ship. They decide to keep him alive at the promise of more money. Jesla thought they definitely deserved it after all this mess.

They make their way into the ship, finding Zero pointing its rifle at the Child. Mando immediately shoots it and Zero falls to the ground. The Child coos when he sees the Mandalorian and Jesla.

Later, Din lands the Razor Crest in Ran's hangar bay. Jesla and Din walk Qin down the ramp, Ran meeting Qin in an embrace.

Ran looks around them, noticing no one else exiting the Crest. “Where are the others?” Ran asks, furrowing his brow.

“No questions asked. That's the policy, right?” Mando nonchalantly replies.

Ran nods, eyeing both him and Jesla. “Yeah. That is the policy.”

“We did the job.”

“Yeah, you did.”

Ran reluctantly tosses the Mandalorian a coin purse. “Just like the good old days,” Din says before turning to reenter the Razor Crest. Jesla winks at Ran and Qin before she follows Mando inside.

As they start to fly away from the space station, three X-wings drop out of hyperspace. Jesla watches as they fly pass them, heading towards the station and opening fire on it.

“You planted the tracking beacon on Qin... I'm impressed,” Jesla comments as she turns to face Mando, gently hitting his shoulder. She watches as he unscrews a knob from the lever and drops it into the Child's hands.

Din glances over at her, getting ready to jump into hyperspace. “I told you that was a bad idea.”

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prxttypxrker · 5 years

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our endgame [T.S]

fandom: Marvel

pairing: Tony Stark x OC (father-daughter)

word count: 2,607

summary: after five years of pent up guilt and and helping each other cope with the loss of those who didn’t survive the snap, the two girls find themselves in a sudden situation they hoped for, but never really believed would come to play

tag list: @nerdypisces160

A/N: I don’t want to put too much happening in these chapters because I don’t want this to be or feel rushed so they will be relatively short. Also, the events will not 100% be based on endgame because this fic idea is actually based off of an rp I had with a very good friend on discord that I felt would be amazing as an actual story. So as future reference for everyone that reads this—NOT 100% BASED ON ENDGAME. THERE WILL BE DIFFERENCES BETWEEN MOVIE EVENTS AND FIC EVENTS

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pre endgame

two

She was exhausted, that much could be said. Day in and day out for the last half decade, her friend would visit just to find that she wasn't in the house, but out in the backyard exerting too much energy. It was only a miracle that those who were left never saw her doing what she did every morning, afternoon and night. The activity was so prolonged Tala was sure her best friend got little to no sleep. That day they both discovered the other was still on Earth, she'd seen the never-ending result of visiting Tony Stark and the toll it had. The search for how to get their friends and family back never left either of their minds, but at the same time it was too difficult to figure out on their own. Even if they discovered a way to save everybody, it was two against the universe—an odd that was never going to be in their favor.

Tala marched through the tall grass that led to the fenced in yard, immediately coming to view with the many targets and practice dummies. Any size, shape and form of a sword—all covered in either a dark glow or blue sparks—laid in a pile against one side of the fence. She bent over and tried to pick one up, only to have black electricity nearly shock her if she hadn't moved back in time. She sighed and stood up, facing her friend. “Kirsy.” There wasn't a response as the brunette continued to make various hand movements to strike the objects in front of her. “Kirsy. Mind taking a break for a bit?”

Said girl let out a rough breath, the light and dark fading away from everything they engulfed as she set her arms down by her sides. She straightened up and turned to face the only person she'd really had any form of contact with since then. “If I take a break then however much time I spend on it is less time to get stronger.”

Tala rolled her eyes, walking toward a bench covered by the shade of the trees from next door. She patted the spot beside her, waiting until the slightly older of the two gave in and sat in the empty space. “You've been doing this almost every day for five years. You can't stay cooped up in this townhouse blasting everything in the backyard and then replacing them for the next day. You've used it up too much.”

Kirsy chuckled humorlessly, making her friend frown. “I'm not like you, Tala. I can't live knowing that all of them just... aren't.”

“What's the point of surviving being wiped away if you won't do just that? You've been working your ass off non-stop for months on end. You're definitely stronger, so now you just need to take a real break.”

“But Peter and the others-”

“They can wait until we have an actual plan. We can't go who the hell knows where with powers blazing.”

Silence. It filled the open air and hung in the small atmosphere of the pair's own little hero club. Kirsy knew she was right—it was obvious. All that time spent draining herself and her powers each night was starting to take a physical and mental toll on her. What the founder of Stark Industries said himself rang in her head every second of each moment she was still breathing, and instead of using it to rationalize she used it as a fuel to keep going. To her, each and every minute she spent doing anything but training was a pointless minute that everyone who didn’t make it were trapped somewhere. There was really nothing that interested her after the events of the Snap. Whatever career she wanted to get a jump on during high school was long forgotten. Any goals written on her bucket list had no reason in being done anymore. She didn’t even feel like learning anything, but the impeccable loss of half of the universe was something that also kept her needing as much knowledge as possible. It didn’t really feel like there was much of a purpose for the pair of young adults, or at least not for her. It still didn’t feel right to try and have a good life while so many people were gone.

As the girls sat in this familiar and comfortable quiet, a somber look settled on Kirsy’s face.

Flashes of her encounter with Tony slowly transitioned into a recurring dream she’d been having at least once a week for the past few years. A dream that plagued her mind from day to night, never ceasing to rewind and play all over again whenever she stopped to take a breath or get those minimal hours of sleep. It wasn’t that he was in the wrong. She learned soon after she left his home that day that he wasn’t. It was the fact that he was right. If the people who protected Earth for years weren’t able to get everyone back—if the iron legend himself was trapped in a limited oxygenic ship for days and nearly died—then there was nothing he could’ve done for her. Even if she showed him what she could do and he said yes, the others were still living their own lives as best they could during this time of loss, grief and moving forward. It was obvious there was no plan of action or hints to lead them somewhere, but she didn’t want to stop trying. No matter how much Tala scolded her or how weak she became in other aspects while she became stronger within her powers, it just didn’t matter if they couldn’t be brought back. And she had to do it. She had to get everyone back home.

Kirsy cleared her throat, gaining the other girl's attention. “I guess you might be right.” Tala raised an eyebrow, not saying anything in order to let her friend continue speaking. “I need to let myself relax. It’s been five years and there have been no signs of...”

She trailed off at the sight of a shining object in the sky. It wasn’t easy to make out what it was, but it was easy to see that it seemed to be hurtling toward them at a speed no human or all heroes could ever muster. Tala followed her friend’s gaze and her eyes widened. “What is that?”

“I don’t know..” A flash of colors made it familiar to her, though no chance could be taken. She didn’t know who or what was left behind after the Snap, and she wasn’t going to take any risks or chances even after all this time since then. “Do you remember how to shape your shield?”

Tala scoffed, “I may not have run myself ragged but I know how to use my powers.” Without explanation, she closed her eyes and took a breath, the brown of her irises now a purple hue. Purple light engulfed her hands and she began to make a shape with her hands, drawing together a force field that would only grow around the back yard and themselves, leaving an open circle at the top. Once the almost transparent shield was up, electricity surged and sparked at Kirsy’s fingertips. She brought them closer together and tied the live wires, creating an arrow that she was able to shoot into the sky. There was a slight pull when the arrow attached itself, and a jolt went off in her system, and she held onto the rope it created before pulling it down to the ground. In mere seconds the object landed with a loud thud, crashing into some of the targets that were still up. The two let the products of their abilities disappear, both pairs of hands still glowing with the colors of their magistry as they approached the formerly unidentified object. As the smoke from the crash began to clear up there was the familial shine of red and gold. When a cough resonated from within the metal shell, their eyes widened.

All that could be said then was, “Oh, shit.”

“What did we do?!”

“We?! I’m not the one with the shock-y hands!” Tala exclaimed, quickly going to remove the dirt and target dummy remains from atop the man in the suit.

two and a half hours later

“I am so sorry, Mr. Stark. If I knew it was you I definitely wouldn’t have done that.”

“That’s the sixth apology you’ve given me in the past two hours.” Tony told her, a ghost of a smile on his face. “I suspect you don’t usually go around hurtling flying people towards you with electricity coming out of your hands.” The man stated, an ironic tone lying underneath his words.

“Nope—just you.” Tala replied with a grin, not at all letting herself fan girl over the super genius and instead choosing to joke around.

Kirsy glanced between her friend and former chance of saving her other friends. It was weird watching this unfold before her. Approaching him that long ago was completely different than him flying toward her only to end up getting some circuits messed up by two young adults. This time wasn’t a search and beg mission. This time he came to her, and nothing in her occupied space of mind could muster up a reason.

“Mr. Stark..” she started, gaining the attention once more, “why are you here?” She looked up at him. “I mean I came to you five years ago asking for information, which I got, and help that you said you couldn’t give me. We haven’t been in contact since then.”

Tony gazed at her, setting down the coffee the girls made because they felt bad about the incident. He could see the desperation, as well as the fact she practically reeked of it the moment he was fully aware of his surroundings again. He had no clue how strong or weak she was when they had their first encounter, but it sounded like she didn’t let up since then. The force she had in those few seconds of her and her friend defending themselves was something he never thought he would come across; at least not in the form of a 20 year old short circuiting his most recently upgraded iron armor with electric currents that shot out from her fingers. And the other girl? That shield she conjured was definitely something he had never seen before.

After the sneak attack he received earlier that day, he took time to think back to when Kirsy marched herself into his life that day, only to drag herself back out when he couldn’t help her. He was racked with guilt every day since seeing the look on her face when she left, and when the others approached him that morning reconciling with her was one of the first things on his mind.

He cleared his throat noticing the gap of silence between the three of them, and set down the mug in his hand. He leaned back against the chair, shoving his hands in the pockets of the hoodie he wore underneath the suit. “Some... friends came to me today. Asked for some assistance in creating a sequence that would allow us to go back and get the stones.” The girls’ eyes widened, but neither moved to interrupt the stay-at-home scientist. “I didn’t want to help them at first. I was able to build a life past what happened; I couldn’t jeopardize that again. But memories made me figure that I at least had to try. I did it, and I know I told you I couldn’t help,” He kept a steady look on Kirsy, watching the realization form an expression on her face, “but now I can.”

“So you’re asking for our help?” Tala raised an eyebrow, the anticipation eating away at her on the inside while hope and suspicion shared the stage on the outside.

Tony cast his orbs her way as he stood from his spot, now looking down at the two girls. “I guess I am. So what do you say, kid—you ready to go save your friend?”

“And the universe.”

“Yeah, that too.”

The pair of best friends shared a glance of what could only be a flurry of excitement, anxiety, hope and the readiness that was questions seconds ago. She couldn’t believe this was actually happening to them. She spent half a decade wallowing in self pity and staring at photographs pinned against her wall and mirror, missing those she lost more and more every day. Her dad, her aunt and cousin, her friends, her coworkers, her crush. Everyone but Tala was out of her life for good. Well, she thought it was for good. And even though that seemed to be the case a shred of her never lost sight of the theory on what happened and the possibility that she could have done something back then if given the chance she lost months ago. Now that chance was standing in her half dining room, staring down at her and her lifelong friend and not only offering help her way but also asking for her help in return. It felt like her daydream was coming to life and her nightmares could finally cease to exist, and it was already starting to feel like a weight being lifted off of her shoulders.

With a grin in place of the earlier neutral formation, Kirsy nodded her head firmly. “We’re ready, sir.”

A ghost of a smile twitched at the ends of the man’s lips. “Good, then let’s go.”

Tala’s head snapped toward his figure when he started to walk to the front of the complex. “Wait wait wait. We’re leaving now?”

He turned to look at her with a shrug, raising a brow at her question. “Does that sound like a smart question to you?” The Filipino narrowed her eyes at him. “Look—I have a super soldier, an expert assassin, a thunder god, a green giant with glasses, a girl with proton blasts for hands, and a blue space cyborg sitting around in my old tower. Do you think I want to go waltzing in there without an entourage?”

Tala rolled her eyes and a chuckle resonated from the Dominican girl’s throat. The bickering pair looked over to see her already grabbing keys from a side table by the front door. “As dumbstruck as I am right now, I’m not wasting time in taking this opportunity. So let’s get in the car and go.” No one protested while she marched her way out the door, not bothering to lock the door when everyone was outside because how many people were even left in this city for her to lock her house for safety.

A double beep sounded from the vehicle and she opened the driver door. Tony groaned when he realized he would be sitting in the backseat like the third person of any group hangout, but also not complaining to being able to have a driver for the day like he used to. As he was about to let himself into the car Kirsy announced his name and he shot her a questioning glance. “I may not be making you fly to your old house, but if you call me your entourage one more time I’m going to shock you on purpose this time.”

“Testy.” He muttered, giving her a sarcastic look before getting in. Yet he couldn’t help but still see a part of him in her, and his motive of having her on the team for this grew a bit more.

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theangrypokemaniac · 4 years

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@its-whitetomorrow

I appreciate that you take the time out of your day to read my witterings, and respond to them in detail, but I'm somewhat intellectually limited and it takes a while to write an answer.

The final one is a bit of a problem. The original post is long, your bit is long, and my addition is probably twice both put together.

Did you know Tumblr has a limit: no more than two hundred and fifty text blocks per post? I discovered this from experience, unsurprisingly.

I think the only solution is to split it across several posts.

I wasn't going to say anything, but I suppose I should.

I started this blog last May, to relieve the boredom of my main embarrassment, whose only likes (all three of them) were from porn bots.

It wasn't even meant to be about Pokémon. I'd left the fandom years previously. It was odds and ends, but I happened to find a few silly screen shots so wrote a couple of joke remarks, not expecting a ripple of interest.

Within a couple of hours I got more notes than t'other's managed even to this day. I had the idea this was where I was more at home, so I started taking it seriously.

My pseudonym was just daft thing I'd made up previously, to reflect that, whilst still in love with old days, I'm not exactly pleased with how it's gone.

I thought it might stand out as memorable, plus I like acronyms, so it affords me the opportunity to call myself 'T.A.P.'

In the early days the focus was on the 'maniac' aspect. Anger as a description didn't fit at all. The farther back you go, the more stupid and clownish it gets. It's not been like this all the way through!

Seriously, it used to be an entertainment blog, designed to make people laugh. It's all ages: no swearing, no porn, nothing to put anyone off.

(This post under discussion contains the only profanity I've ever deployed. I thought saving it up might add some oomph.)

I mean it, it's was all light-hearted ridicule. Every so often, there would be a slightly cutting remark, but mild compared to now.

Then, last September, someone I spoke to regularly, who assured me we were friends, suddenly cut off all contact.

At first I wasn't aware of it, but by October it became too glaring a silence to ignore.

I thought rifts started because of massive disagreements, but as far as I remembered our last exchange ended normally.

I found out by accident that the reason for it was because I am repugnant and morally inferior and so swollen with my own ego that the existence of others doesn't register. Instead they are but soulless droids built to worship the great T.A.P. mollusc.

Well that was news to me. I had no idea I came across like that. As far as I knew, I was on my best behaviour when we interacted.

I was polite. I tried to be ingratiate myself. I kept talk to the fandom. I didn't pry. I attempted humour when the opportunity arose.

I thought I'd done all I could to be liked, but apparently I hadn't. It was a revolting experience for them, for all of saying they loved me and I was 'honey'.

It really, really, really got to me, and the feeling hasn't abated, if anything it's worse.

As I said, I don't know what I did wrong, and because I don't, I can't mend my ways. If I am this repellant waste of flesh I'd like to change, but if I'm not told my offence, what am I meant to do?

If what I thought was the best I could be wasn't good enough, and instead was so sickening I don't deserve their presence, then I have no idea how to interact with people.

Maybe every time I respond to someone, thinking I'm at worst, civil, is really grotesque conceit, because my arrogance is so extreme I'm not even aware it's there. In my head it sounds normal.

It'd be too easy to scoff that they were the one with the problem, but, given all the arguments that happen in life, it can't always be someone else's fault. It's got to be you at least once.

They obviously think they were justified, so who's to say they weren't?

You may say not to let it worry me, that I should just get over it, and you'd be totally right. Being bothered makes me feel pathetic and petty on top of the rest, but this is me you're talking to, not a sane person. Self-hatred is more instinctive to me than breathing.

I always dwell on the negative. If one hundred people were assembled, ninety-nine of whom declared me the most wonderful being ever to live, and one remarked I wasn't all that special, it's him I'd remember.

It's called ghosting because that's what happens. There comes a moment when you accept that, no, it's over, rejected again, and it's like realising I'd died, and had been gone for a while.

Except I hadn't noticed the process, so I was always dead in a way, and they spoke to the silvery silhouette left behind, until that too dispersed into untraceable nothingness. Again, the silence is my fault for dying, not theirs.

I feel there's no point in messaging anyone, because I'll only disgust them too. Some blogs encourage contact, and when I see it I always think:

Yeah, but they don't mean YOU.

If it's another person I already spoke to, I can't shut up. I bombard them with text in the hope they know I don't think they're a menial droid. Every one I immediately regret, and wish I could take back, because that will irritate them until I'm just a sad, nagging past.

The Ghost-Maker used to reblog 99% of my work. This dropped to nothing overnight, so not only am I worthless, but so is everything I do.

Posts G.M. didn't like got 0-5 notes. Ones they did had 20+. Many a time, it took their reblog for anyone else to notice.

It was like others used that blog as a filter to pull the fool's gold from the murk of this one. Once their favour evaporated, so did a lot of the goodwill from elsewhere, so it's was as if Tumblr agreed I was scum.

Saying that above just shows they were right, because it takes one smug bastard to believe their existence registers with anyone else.

Please don't think I'm demanding likes, that my stuff deserves them, although as I'm arrogant I am. It's just that 99% to 0% is a bit of a fall.

Up til then, I held back much of what I thought about the current state of the anime, as they liked it, but now I have no reason to stop.

If I'm to be accused of all these vices I might as well have them. I'm dead, so who cares what I say? No one listens to a ghost.

It's not that I'm unconcerned if I upset anyone, it's just the truth that I don't matter enough for what I write to be valued enough to offend.

As a ghost, I think of this blog as invisible. It's there, but not really, so how can anyone mind?

Incidentally, the first week I was here I got blocked by someone who hates all fans from the Nineties. I don't care about that, as they sound like a cretin, and I'd have to be defective to gain their approval.

I just want to say I find that moronic. I don't hate new fans at all. I wouldn't block someone because we disagreed.

Blocking denies people access to your blog, stating they don't deserve your ART. That's arrogant to me.

Blocker likes Ghost-Maker, but...

Ever since around October, I've progressively become angrier and angrier. Whenever I'm here or Pokémon enters my head, it just reminds that I'm pond slime, about the most crude, malformed half-life freak you can envision.

I don't like being here anymore. I keep intending to leave, the site and the fandom, and set fire to it all before I go, wipe away the slug trail to spare people's stomachs.

I kept quiet until now, but holding it in just made it more intense. If I may describe myself in ridiculously flattering terms, I feel like a shaken champagne bottle, but the cork is welded in, so the only option is for the glass to shatter.

If anyone's reading this, wondering where the fun went, well this is why I flipped. The red mist won't clear. I can't see beyond it.

I won't name Ghost-Maker, because I don't want to start anything, plus most will take their side. They may see this as they still rifle round these parts occasionally for posts that aren't mine.

Well done, Ghostie. You're the lucky one. We'll never meet and you haven't seen me. Pity the poor sods I've encountered. There must be vomit trails across the land provoked by my vile condition. I wasn't aware of this until you let me in on the secret.

There's an English television presenter called Caroline Flack. She killed herself yesterday and everyone loved her. I feel guilty that I'm alive and she's not.

#Pokémon #Tumblr

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shinkookiefanfiction · 5 years

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SHE'S MY NOONA

Chapter 13

1 year went by slowly.

Things changed alot. Seung gi got married with his love and became the son in law of the rich billionaire while Cha eun woo just became the known C.E.O in his company.

Go ara found a living after BTS left, she got married and became a house wife with Lee soo hyuk a street model while Shin hye, Min ah's other friend just continued working hard for her family.

And BTS? Ooh they were international boy band their songs were big hit

Min ah's p.o.v

As for me i was able to pay for my granny's surgery that i was relieved but i managed to get the money by working at the big hit company. This wasn't what i was planning but they were willing to help me since i was close to the company and it could pay big time.

I didn't expect to be given a job as black pink assistance manager also counted as an errand girl since thats what those evil girls are doing especially that Jennie she treats me badly as if i ever did something bad to her, i really hate her.

It was break time

I had to meet up with my friends as we were busy making stories. "So Min ah i heard you are still being harassed by those blackpink." Shin hye cried having a coffee.

"It was bad luck i told her." Go ara cried as i remember telling her it was a secret that i was having a bad time. "Just leave the job it's not your thing, find something descent." She cried

"True i wish to give up but i wanted to see someone before i leave." I said as my friends stared at me confused wanting to know but i couldn't tell.

"She is always like when i ask her who is it." Go ara cried "yah, Min ah you're the only one of our friends and other classmates who hasn't gotten married till when should i arrange a blind date for you?" The fancy Shin hye would cry.

"Yah!, i'm done dating, i can just be a nun." I said as i laughed at my friends who were busy remarking on what i said. "Yah i won't be your friend if you won't marry." Shin hye cried as Go ara hit her after making such a remark.

"Yah Min ah is having a tough time right now and i don't think it is the right time for her to hook up with a random guy." Go ara supported.

"By the way you said that night you were with your dongsae, where is he you never introduced him to us." She cried "aah, he went abroad so i can't get intouch with him." "Really? Then why did ara tell me you were hidding him if you weren't dating!?" Shin hye was being persistent even after i told her that Seung gi cheated on me she almost destroyed the wedding.

I split the coffee i was drinking landing to Go ara choking onto what Shin hye spoke. " yah shin hye it wasn't like that, he's just not used to speak to other people." I lied not realising it was too much.

"But that guy looks so familiar like some cel-." I managed to interrupt the talkative Go ara by stuffing alot of cupcakes in her mouth.

I then got a call from my boss who was the evil witch Jennie ordering me to hurry back to the company.

"Let me guess the evil Jennie." Shin hye guessed referring to how i saved her. "I have to go guys." I excused myself living my two friends.

End of p.o.v

Jennie's p.o.v

I was so tired after a long time rehersal as my manager kept on correcting me all the time. "Excuse me when is that girl bringing my coffee i'm so dry." I cried as i saw the girl come running carring the damn coffee.

"Mianhaeyo i got stuck bit managed to run." She smiled handling me the coffee what's with the fake smile i know she hates me i too hate her. The coffee she bought was warm but i didn't want it.

I managed to open and spilled in infront of her as some landed on her shoes "its warm i wanted it hot." I smirked "are you still going to smile?"

The next thing she did was still smile "Mianhaeyo the coffee didn't suit your test." She said as she left.

Meanwhile in the US

Bts were in their rooms finishing to pack their stuffs. "I can't believe we are going back it felt like forever!" Jin cried as the others complimented.

"Should we atleast celebrate our last before leaving." Jimin asked as they all agreed. Jungkook seemed to be happy and moving on but his friends knew he had changed much he would seduce girls with his charms and get a temper on a small little thing. He was not the little innocent Jungkook they knew.

"Yah should we call or go to the strip club?" Taehyung cried as Suga and Jin shrugged not agreeing with their dongsae but the others agreed even the young maknae agreed to go there.

As the other hyungs left first Suga and Jin pulled the maknae back "yah Jungkook you know you don't have to go." Jin cried as he clutched him.

"Yah hyung what are you doing,we've been this through alot why not?" He cried "if its because of that bet along time you shouldn't do it." Jin kept insisting to who was not paying attention.

"Then are you trying to shutter away your old self because this isn't you." Suga smirked.

"Aniyo i've just matured." He said hearing a spark of anger. He decided to leave but Suga was still persistent not forgetting Jungkook's anger issues.

"Wae?, is it because of her that you changed this much?" Suga cried making Jungkook stop as he clenched his fist,"stop."

"That's right it must hit the spot." Suga continued asvhe tried to stop the two "you guys." "Stop talking about someone i already forgot." He cried "then why anger why move on like this it's not like you two were dating." Suga had gone too far making Jungkook angry that he punched him hard to his mouth making him nosebleed.

"Guys stop it!, Jungkook you aren't in your right mind you've really changed." Jin cried hurrying to support Suga.

Jungkook suuddenly came to the point of realization and left to join his other hyungs. He would just drink that night realizing it was hard to forget Min ah even if he tried to his hurt won't just accept he wanted to get wasted that night.

Back to Korea

Shin min ah was in the washroom cursing at Jennie quietly, she thought she was having a bad day. She just wished something nice would happen to her for once.

Thats when some employees entered in the washroom gossiping about celebrities " hey did you hear BTS are expected to be back by tomorrow morning isn't that great!" One of them cried making Min ah shocked by the news.

"It still hasn't been published but i overheard Jennie and director talk about it." Another said "sheesh i really don't like that Jennie girl she's so bad i just can't believe Jungkook dated her secretly with that attitude." "Mwo!!" Min ah and the other girls who didn't know she was listening cried.

Min ah's p.o.v

I secretly overheard their conversation, i was so fluttered and excited that BTS were coming back i smiled as i stared at the black braclet on my hand. I still haven't forgotten how we spent our memories together but i must be looking too greedy for a noona.

I was right i shouldn't be swayed by his charm i kept looking at his image that was charming and adorable smile that i missed.

But then continue hearing their conversation took my breath suddenly my heart was beating like crazy. I suddenly felt down "why am i like this must i be sick i felt my heart race.

"Why do i feel empty wherever i hear their music and - Andwe Min ah come to your senses." I hit myself

Later

I managed to get out when i saw Cha eun woo in his new black car. He was there smiling at me so i decided to get the lift since it won't hurt to take an offer.

"So did your boss promote you with a new car too." I smiled at him who just chuckled back. " ne by the way i wanted you to be the first person to treat." He cried

"You are going to treat me out?!" I happily cried since i was so hungry "yeesh you are really that hungry then lets go it something like a date." He cried reminding me the promise i once made to Jungkook, i felt really bad.

We then went over to eat. He took me to a fancy restaurant that i didn't expect since everything was expensive. "Yah Eun woo why here do you know it is expensive." I whispered to him "don't worry i just wanted you to taste something new for your menu." He smiled as he started eating using his fork and knife. " i have a new job

I stared at the beef on my plate "Jungkook also loved beef." I muttered not realising i was speaking my thoughts out loud.

"What is it, something wrong?" He asked me as i continued to eat, sincerely it was sweet "i guess its nice." He cried as he cut another slice and gave it to me.

Cha eun woo's p.o.v

I gave her my remaining slice as she just smiled at me making my heart flutter "kumaoh." But i didn't like how she kept bringing up that guy no matter how he left i just had to make sure i tell her cause this was my only way to win her before another person gets in the way.

I then took her home as she still continued to address me friendly i really hated it but i was still scared that i would loose my friendship with her but i then decided.

"Min ah..." she turned to look at me.

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That night

Shin min ah's p.o.v

I couldn't sleep or eat even after what happened in the car i couldn't bare to believe it was Eun woo to do that.

Flashback

"Min ah do you always see me as your friend in everything we do?" He asked thinking of it as a joke "Yah eun woo what stupid question is that?" I cried but he grabbed my hand making me to face him as i just wondered what happened to him all of a sudden.

"Min ah mianhaeyo i was not there for you during your breakup." He cried thinking he reacted this way because he felt sorry. "Its okay i was fine." I said to him. "You should leave." I continued as i turned to leave but he again grabbed my hand "i'm not done." He said gently pulling me for a kiss.

My heart was beating so fast out of shock but something else happened this action brought back some memories i didn't want to remember. Thats right a kiss i shared with Jungkook who didn't tell me. I managed to hurrily back out and ran out of embarrassment

End of flashback

Oh God! Ottokye i cried opening my computer to play games but i decided to enter a site where you can ask question about love and get help.

So i made a fake name and logged in as i typed my problem.

'Dear helper i heard your advices help can you also help me?' It didn't take long before she answered 'yes i'm of great help and you made a right decision coming so state your problem.' She typed 'I don't know about this but what should i do when i realize that i kissed my close friend when i got drunk and what do you think that person thinks of me if he hasn't told me.'

It took long enough for that stupid answer till i gave up. I then opened their pictures unluckily to see Jungkook's picture, i just kept staring at him he looked so perfect just sitting there smiling like a bunny. I realised i was lost when i calmed myself "aniyo don't get fooled he just left obviously running away from me." I cried as i went to sleep only making it worse still thinking about the two kisses but how can Eun woo just do that not thinking of how it will affect our friendship.

I just decided to go outside for a walk outside still thinking if the boys were doing okay and if they would arrive safety.

The next day

Alot of fans were at the airport very eary in the morning waiting for their idols. "Ommo, they are coming I've missed their handsome faces." "Especially my kookie i heard he's become more mature and sexy." Some fans cried as most reporters came pushing through the crowd soon after they arrived wearing cool clothes with their face masks.

Fans busy crying their names out and showing and expressing their love as they got into their vehicle. "Wow Army have gone really crazy they love us." Tae cried staring outside as screams got louder. "Stop doing that you never know what they'll do." Jin always worries

"Welcome back boys." The driver cried taking them to their company. "We should visit our parents soon I really miss them." Jimin cried telling his members.

Jungkook's p.o.v

Suga hyung and I were not in good terms since yesterday night, I didn't want to get reminded of the past since I vowed to forget it and the only way to do it I had to change since they all treated me like a child. I wasn't the innocent person they knew. I was different I could do and get everything a man needed all the girls that I desired I decided not to think lowly of myself maybe this was the other side of me.

We finally arrived as we hurriedly got out of the van and entered the company where we were greatly welcomed. We didn't care we just walked up to when the director came to congratulate us I realised they had arranged a welcome party for us.

I was so happy everyone wanted to know about our journey every staff surrounding us till when black pink came to us welcoming us back again. "I knew you guys would come so I prepared a funny entertainment for you guys." Jennie cried

"You can come out now!, she's my new assistance manager for the one year but she's a big fan of you so I had her prepare you something.

Then a thin young person wearing a tuxedo with a fake mustache she looked nervous But still familiar. She started dancing funny. Everyone was busy laughing till i soon realized it was her Min ah after hearing it from the manager "isn't that Min ah wasn't Jennie supposed to go on stage?" He cried as some of my hyungs also overheard as they stared at me.

I was taken aback i couldn't stop looking at her. I couldn't think mu mind went black even my heart began to flutter even if i got over her.

I just wanted to be by side, i just wanted to love her, i just wanted to kiss her, hold her or make love to her but what am i thinking Jungkook your just lying yourself its all a delusion she'll never see me even right infront of her she still sees that jerk, she never even remembered our kiss cause it's nothing to her.

Shin min ah's p.o.v

I was on stage embarrassed after Jennie trying to embarass me but still i was happy for the boys they were all back . I felt relieved but I suddenly realised someone was staring at me it was Jungkook but i turned away. I wanted to ran upto him and hug him, i must have missed his support and comfort.

Even if i was trying to bring myself to him how would i face him after breaking our promise and yet the damn kiss i couldn't remember and this was not how i pictured appearing this funny infront of him

I couldn't remember cause i was drunk i wish i could explain but he looked mad and with no reaction. He looked all matured and not the little innocent Jungkook i once knew, could i be wrong could he still remember me? I thought getting off stage.

After all he's someone international now would he talk to me again?i really miss him bogoshipeo.

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badlybruisedagain-blog · 5 years

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Sick of losing soulmates [ ˡᵒᵍᶤᶜᵃˡᶤᵗʸ ]

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waтcн нow a cold вroĸen тeen wιll deѕperaтely lean on a ѕυperglυed нυмan oғ prooғ.

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Patton Foster. Or better known as "The dad figure" to everyone. This was because he cared for everyone as his child or a best friend. The male was an only child which made him branch out and become a social butterfly, talking with everyone. Good or bad. As the years went he had crushes, dated a few people but when college came around. He had hopelessly fallen in love with a man named Roman Sanchez. This male made Patton's heart skip a beat and his stomach flutter with butterflies. He loved him from the moment they talked at a college party and everyone had picked someone and he knew he had found his soulmate. The one. Or at least he thought so. But after being together for a couple years. Two and a half years to be exact. They got engaged at the beginning of December. Everything was smooth sailing and they were planning to get married once their senior year was over. But Patton hadn't known about the cheating his fiance, Roman was doing with another. He didn't know his soon to be husband was sleeping with a male named Virgil Vexx. A year behind Patton and Roman. He didn't know until he saw a letter plastered on their front apartment door that explained what Roman had been doing and done. All his fiance's clothes and little items were gone when he entered the apartment. But Roman left behind all the songs, poetry, and letters he had written to Patton. This shattered Patton's fragile heart.

Every poem and song Roman had ever written, spoken, and sang to Patton just seemed to break his heart and make him feel like there was nothing anymore. That there was no one. A few weeks had grown by and it was close to the end of December. Just two days after Christmas. Patton was still heartbroken and somber looking as he walked around the campus of Cresting Heights. His grades had dropped immensely and he sometimes didn't even show up to class. His heart was heavy and motivation to leave the apartment was becoming worried some. He had decided to begin shredding or burning the letters, poems, and songs he kept that Roman had given Host. After finishing with what he was doing, his hands were cut and slightly red from him burning and shredding the papers. He felt a little relief but realized what he was doing. He thought more and more. his mind clouding up before he just grabbed a jacket and raced out the door. He didn't want to be alone with his thoughts or himself anymore. Patton knew he couldn't just sulk and hurt himself.

Patton had run for a few minutes, to just make sure he was far away from his apartment. His running had caused him to make it about six blocks and end up by a frozen water fountain near the college campus. His breathing harsh and becoming clouds that left his shivering lips. He hadn't planned this out well which he never did because he sometimes acted out on impulse. The male to regain himself and looked around with fogged glasses, beginning to slowly walk now. It was growing colder in the time Patton was outside in the snowy weather. Fifteen minutes, The hazel-colored eyed male could care less but a side of him was urging him to go back home and just cry. Hideaway again and he just had to ignore that side. His eyebrows furrowed as he just closed his eyes to breathe in and out for a few seconds, but when he stopped to breathe. He could feel the snow becoming heavier and the wind beginning to howl louder. But for some reason, he stayed where he was and slowly extended his arm out with the palm facing up to catch the snowflakes. But they just melted in his hand.

Patton's eyes fluttered open as he was looking straight ahead as those glossed hazle eyes just stared at a lamp that showed the snow falling down. His body began to move towards a bench that was just a few feet away and when he approached it. His hands began to clean off a small spot so he could sit there by himself and just bask in the snowy weather for now to calm his nerves. He started to shiver a little as he felt a few snowflakes land on his brunette colored hair that stayed but some of the flakes melted. He had tears running down his cheeks, dripping down from his chin as he hiccuped out. His mind began to replay memories of how he and Roman would have snowball fights and then afterward would cuddle under a heated blanket but that was now all gone and dead. It was to never happen again. Patton wished he could just be held and told sweet things to relax his nerves but he would never get that again. He let out a cracked sob of heartache as he tried to stop the tears flowing from his cheeks and onto the snowy concrete ground. Patton figured no one would hear his cry of a broken heart but someone did. It was faint to them but they heard it. This person couldn't simply ignore it.

"Patton?" A light and almost monotone male voice spoke as those hazel colored eyes looked up to see Logan Berry. They have talked before but it was mostly in class when they bumped into each other around the campus. The two of them were more acquaintances than friends. But the sobbing male turned away from the dark blue eyed male who had said his name so flat like. It made the feeling of being small greater than before. This caused him to be quiet but for some reason, his lips opened up to speak. It seemed his heart wanted to spill out everything. "Th-that's me...don't wear it out..." Patton spoke with a joke or at least trying to so that he could play off that he was fine. He is lying to himself that he is fine. He was shattered and in agony. The joke that the sobbing male has said, earned a scoff from Logan who sat beside the other.

"You aren't adequate. I heard you crying and thought maybe I could help you. Or at least know why you are out here at this time of night with no scarf, gloves, and proper boots to wear." Logan explained while he pointed to Patton's clothing. He did have a point since the other was only wearing a jacket to be warm. It was worrisome to Logan but he internalized that. The logical male was not one to understand emotions or feelings. Especially his own. Although he wasn't skillful about comforting others in their time of need. For some reason, he wanted to help Patton and be a support. A strange feeling boiling in his stomach. "I wish to understand why you are crying and how I may help you...?" Logan was confident at the beginning of his sentence but it turned into a question at the end.

"Roman cheated on me with some guy named Virgil...And I keep thinking of how I messed up in our relationship. Did I not care for him or his needs as much as I should? Did I go too fast when I said yes to his proposal? Was I not good enough for him..." Patton choked out on his words because it seemed to be what was always on his mind nowadays. His bottom lip beginning to quiver since this was the first time he had talked to anyone about what had happened to him and Roman. It was good to express your emotions and speak about what was bothering you but it pained the other to even speak. So he bit his lip to hold back any noise he was making which was sobs and hiccups. "I always think about him...I always think I was not good enough...Logan, he made me feel so loved but he hurt me by leaving, by cheating on me. I must have done somethi-"

"Patton. You are not at fault for him cheating on you. Humans tend to do this when they feel like something is failing in a relation-" Logan soon paused because he began to realize that is word choice would not fit well. It would only upset Patton more than before and he did not want that for the heartbroken male. "I will rephrase that and say...Him cheating may result in something within in himself. But it could have been just for the fact he could cheat and did so which lead to him leaving. many factors come into play when it comes to cheating and men are most likely to cheat than women." The logical male didn't know why he was just spilling out facts instead of truly helping Patton in this current situation. It began to make him uneasy but he had to push it away. "Patton what I am trying to say is that none of this is your fault. You are not the reason why he cheated. If I may add. I feel...ugh, look at me saying feel. I 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 like he has tossed away a stable relationship in order to be with someone else. You don't deserve that. No one does."

This was confusing Patton but he had cracked a sad but light smile because the other male was trying to help and make him feel not like this was his fault. It was pleasant to have Logan here with him. He turned a little to face the other male and those hazel colored eyes were glossed over but a small giggle escaped his lips. "Logan, you're the first person I talked to about what happened. I can't express h-how happy I am that you came along. You're to help and listen which I give you props for...But I am still unsure of what to do. I feel like I am drowning in my thoughts and emotions when I am home by myself." Patton's voice cracked a little as he turned away because tears were beginning to travel from his eyes down his cheek and chin to his lap now. He also didn't want to cry in front of Logan and be judged. "He is probably better off with Virgil anyways, rig-" And once again Patton was cut.

When Logan cut of Patton it was by a plaid blue scarf being wrapped around the other's neck gently and pulled some to wipe the tears. The logical male was not well with comforting others but if he knew one thing. He knew people needed a comforting touch. "Patton, listen. This is may a rough time for you but you can not believe that this was all your fault. I do not understand how you feel but I am trying to. But, if I may suggest to you. That if you begin to experience this drowning feeling and feel like you can't escape. That you may call me. I do not offer this to anyone but for you... I want to be there and become a support for you..." His words began to trail off since he was uncertain about this offer he had given Patton. He pondered if the other male would take his offer.

"Logan...I will take the offer that you have given me. Thank you for having the time to talk to me." Patton softly spoke out as he felt the warmth of the scarf on his neck, taking an inhale of the scent. It smelt like a fireplace. It was comforting and it relaxed Patton greatly since he hadn't smelt anything like this before. On somebody. His eyes fluttered shut for a few seconds to take in the scent a little and listen to the winds howl die down a little. But when he fluttered his eyes open, his head cocked to the side when he saw Logan

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вrave ғace тalĸ ѕo lιgнтly,

нιde тнe тrυтн

#logicality #thomas sanders #logan #patton #sanders sides #virgil #roman #heartache #winter #crying #emotions #fluff #sweet boys #ship #song reference #soulmates #cheating #royality

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