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in flames [C.L.] | Chapter II

Happy New Year everyone! Hopefully you're going to enjoy 2024 and everything what is in store for us (and maybe it's a great start, since you decided to stop by and read this chapter). Thanks for the support and here's to all our dreams and hopes!

story: in flames driver: Charles Leclerc [C.L.] trope: #haterstolovers summary: Always working three times as hard as everyone else, Emma does not intend to blow her chance of driving among the best of the best in her very first season in Formula 1. Concentrating on first and foremost getting ahead of her brother, she does not even notice that there are some people even in her own team who think she does not deserve this spot and would rather see her fail. And one driver in particular seems to have a need of always reminding her of that.

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I feel out of place in my dress, which barely reaches my knees and whose sequins sparkle in the right light. I've been sipping on a glass of champagne for an hour. I feel like I've been transported back to the end-of-season party, which I was only invited to because Max insisted on having me on the list.

Today I have to laugh at the thought. The only person who was and still is reasonably nice is Fernando, and I'm sure that's only because I'm his teammate.

"Everything okay?" asks Max, who stands next to me with what is now his third glass of champagne and puts his right arm around my shoulders.

"Couldn't be better," I murmur. "Do you know if Dad's coming, too?"

I look around the room. Max has been planning this New Year's Eve party since last year, sparing no expense or effort. The bar, which normally operates under the name 'SHADES,' has been transformed into a nightclub for today. Balloons and confetti are flying everywhere; the lights are dimmed, and I can feel the bass of the music more strongly in my chest than I can actually hear it.

"I hope he knows how to stay away today." My brother's announcement doesn't shock me at all. We're off-season, so a little partying shouldn't normally have too much of an impact, but our dad has always been…special.

"Come with me; I'll introduce you to a few people." With that, I take a last sip from my glass, put it down, and then follow my brother, who is walking towards a group of three.

He puts his arm around my shoulders again before toasting the boys and then introducing me: "Guys, this is my sister, Emma. Emma, this is…"

"Oscar, hi! And you're Lando, right? Great racing last season, really! I may have placed bets on you guys once or twice." I shake hands with both of them in turn, eliciting a smile. They're both my age, which is probably why I find it so easy to connect with them.

"It's an honor. But don't worry; we won't spare you next year," Lando whispers and curtsies exaggeratedly. I laugh and feel the tension fall away from me a little.

"Man, I hope there's still room on the podium next to you and Max." Oscar mumbles to himself, jokingly, but he's saying what everyone is expecting. A sensation, a sibling duo that sells well, unique in racing. But I will probably have to disappoint them about claiming a spot on the podium.

"And even if there's still room, Oscar, I'm going to claim it. Daniel, hi." A familiar grin I grew up with while watching TV and attending races when Max participated. I'm a little nervous, but shaking hands warms my heart.

We talk for a while, and I can't help but look at my brother from time to time. How easy it is for him to crack jokes with the others. He used to be the shy one of the two of us, completely focused on racing, and nothing could cloud his thoughts. Until his first world championship title, he had an incredible burden on him; at least that's how I imagined it. We never talked about it. Now he is more relaxed, enjoying his time with his girlfriend and their daughter, almost as if he could get used to the idea of being a father. Almost as if racing no longer occupies 90% of his thoughts. I'm happy for him every day, but I can't help but feel that all eyes are on me now.

I've often wondered whether I shouldn't just get out and do something else. Become a teacher or a photographer. I could still stay in racing, just not actively anymore. But a family of racers doesn't give up, so here we are.

"So, you're the one who took Théo's seat in Formula 1 away from him, even though he won the F2 Championship. Are you proud of that?" a voice behind me calls out. I turn around and look the man who interrupted the group conversation in the eye.

"You must be Charles, right? Nice to meet you." I try to be friendly. If there's one thing I've learned in the last few years, it's that my brother can get away with a lot more than I can. I can't read as many newspaper articles as would be printed in the next four hours claiming that I'm irrational and too emotional for racing. Headlines littered with yet more theories about why I'm going to fail this year, stemming from a conversation I'm having with a half-arsed Monegasque whose ego is bruised because a driver friend of mine didn't get a seat in Formula 1. Surprise surprise, life isn't fair.

"I'm afraid I can't say the same" he replies. His tone is disparaging, and I can't tell if it's the alcohol talking or if he's always like this.

"Charles, bro, pull yourself together. This is Emma, Max's sister.", Daniel tries to intervene, unsuccessfully.

"I know who she is. The second privileged Verstappen who cost a good driver his seat. On pure speculation." He spits the words out in front of us. Lando and Oscar try to look in a direction other than his, while Daniel scratches the back of his head. I know how much the fans love Charles Leclerc; I see tons of edits and videos, just as I know he usually deals with the other drivers in a friendly manner.

"I'm not sure if my gender or my surname is the problem, but I guess we'll have this discussion on the track. Unfortunately, I'll only be able to see your facial expressions through my rear-view mirror."

"Cherie, if you drove the way you talk, you wouldn't need the surname or the gender to ride with us. But I'll give you the benefit of the doubt. After all, you've never played with the big boys."

"That's right, it's only been men so far. But you don't seem to be one of them. Maybe that's why you've had more accidents than successes this season: because you still drive like a boy." His look gives me a little satisfaction. I'm not usually one for confrontation, but I already hear these sentences from reporters and my father on a regular basis - so I can confidently do without his comments.

"Soooooo…dance floor, anyone?" Oscar interjects. I can't blame him.

Charles and I are having a silent staring contest. I'm still undecided whether he's going to throw himself at me and try to strangle me in the next twenty seconds or whether he's going to take the fight to the track - and if I'm honest, I'm not particularly keen on either situation.

"One vote for Tequila," I say, giving Charles a smug smile and then turning away from the group. I must get to the bar. Now. Before I think too much about what the others think of me and whether they might be right.

I hear Max briefly apologize to the others and follow me. "Don't listen to him; he's had a difficult season this year and…" he starts.

"I know, Max. That's why I'm going for a drink now and forget this conversation." I clear my throat as I massage my right temple. We do not need drama.

"He's really nice, I promise. He just needs a little time to… soften up," Max continues as we stop at the bar. Then he lifts his hand to signal the bartender, mouths "Tequila," and holds up two fingers.

"It's okay, I promise. He's not the first, and he won't be the last to throw his thoughts at me."

Max nods but is still lost in thought. The barman puts the two shot glasses down in front of us, smiles, gives Max a high five, and then turns his attention to the next guests.

My brother pushes a glass toward me and holds the second one up between us. I confirm one last time: "It's okay! Don't worry about it." before I throw my head back, and the tequila burns down my throat. Then I hook Max and drag him onto the dance floor - after all, this is a party.

For the past two hours, I've been trying to behave a little more like a Verstappen, even though 99% of the time I'm distancing myself from the male family members. But apparently, the F1 circus confuses kindness and empathy with weakness, and the last thing I want to be accused of before the season starts is being weak. Oscar, Lando, and Daniel keep me company throughout the evening, and finally, I can talk about topics other than racing.

Daniel tells stories from Australia, the prejudices about the country, how a snake hides in his shoes in winter, and that's why he always wears different ones, so he doesn't scare it away. Lando talks about rainy England, how his coolest Christmas present was a new part for a kart, how much he misses his parents, and why he sees streaming as the perfect way to give something back to his fans beyond Formula 1. Oscar gesticulates wildly as he talks about his sprint win in Qatar before we bring him down from his high for a bit. He then talks about his girlfriend Lily with a lovesick look on his face, then Daniel and Lando make copycat moves to wipe that topic off the table too.

I laugh, but I understand him. It's not easy being a youngster, especially when you're one of the youngest drivers in the paddock.

I drift away from the conversation when it comes to vacation plans for the new year. For the first time, I consciously let my gaze wander around the room, away from the black-clad bar and the chandelier hanging above it and towards the window front directly opposite and the adjoining terrace. The view of the skyline melts my heart. Fireworks light up here and there, accompanied by a muffled bang that you can only hear in here if you concentrate really hard. There are already so many people on the dance floor that I doubt how many of them Max really knows well and which of them he has randomly bumped into and handed an invitation to.

I spot Max in the middle of the hustle and bustle, sipping his gin and tonic carefreely and bobbing awkwardly. He is surrounded by people holding up cell phones, wanting to capture the moment or perhaps just wanting to post that they are celebrating the new year with THE Max Verstappen. I wave to Lando, Oscar, and Daniel, gesturing for them to join Max on the dance floor. Suddenly, there's no fear of the year ahead, no headlines in my mind, no worries about my performance or how well I'll fit into my new team. There is only gratitude and anticipation and no room for negativity.

"Three. Two. One. Happy New Year!" shouts the crowd as the countdown echoes through the club. Most of them stand outside on the terrace and watch the fireworks over the skyline. I've stopped counting how many faces have introduced themselves to me; I probably won't be able to remember them in six hours anyway. If they're important, I'll get to know them in a professional setting, I'm sure of it.

"Happy New Year, Emma!" Kevin shouts in my ear. I remember him—the reporter from the last press conference. The only one who wants to see a woman lose her seat in Formula 1 even less than I do, without having had the chance to show what she can do. I hug him, thank him, and, as if it were a secret ritual, we clink glasses.

"Here's to kicking a few doubters' asses next year!" I shout back. I'm sure no one else heard me.

Nevertheless, I look around the room and catch Max winking at me and raising a glass. Somewhere I see Lando hitting on a woman who is obviously not interested in him. Then I spot Oscar typing furiously on his cell phone, presumably to wish his girlfriend a happy new year—at least I hope it doesn't extend to adult texts. Then I see Daniel climbing up onto the bar to fire the confetti cannon in his hand and fire up the crowd.

And somewhere in the middle is Charles, relaxed and relaxed, talking to the people standing next to him and laughing out loud. I wonder what I've done to him, but I don't waste my time any longer.

I've often been asked what I expect from 2024, and finally, I can give an answer: Here's to revenge on the track.

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SELENOPHILES OF BEACON HILLS | Teen Wolf Rewrite

Stiles Stilinksi/Original Female Character

chapter five

fic summary; after an already traumatic evening involving the unfortunate discovery of a gruesome scene, amber is convinced to hike through the woods with her two best friends in search of the other half of a dead body. but it's not as if she could ever say no.. not when stiles looked at her like that.

chapter word count; 7,830

chapter notes; amber forces a reluctant stiles to help her in the fight to keep derek alive after he's attacked by hunters.

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c h a p t e r f i v e

magic bullet

Nearly a week passes without incident.

The end of the school day was drawing near and Amber found herself at her normal desk in World History sitting in front of Scott. The whole class was waiting as Mr. Browning dawdled around at his desk before passing out the graded tests they'd taken on Friday afternoon.

Scott was pinned between his friends, sitting in front of Stiles and behind Amber. He was being hounded from both directions with the questions that were eating away at them.

After the ludicrously brief recap Scott had given the two of them at lunch, summarizing the conversation he'd had with Derek several days before, they were desperate to know more. For reasons which remained unknown, Scott had kept the information to himself for nearly six days before he told Stiles and Amber what he knew about the mysterious and powerful Alpha that was desperate to get Scott to be a part of its pack.

"If Derek isn't the Alpha, if he's not the one who bit you, then who did?" Stiles leaned forward to whisper at the back of Scott's head.

Amber turned around in her seat to be a part of the conversation and rested her arms at the edge of Scott's desk as she peered back at her friends.

"I don't know." Scott answered briskly, avoiding eye contact with Amber even though she was hovering only a few inches away from him.

"So, did the Alpha kill the bus driver?" Amber asked quietly, tapping her pencil rhythmically on Scott's desktop.

"I don't know." Scott mumbled again.

Amber watched Stiles fall back into his seat with an adorable pout. The girl's eyes were drawn to his pursed lips as he drew his eyebrows together in a frown. He paused for a moment in thought before leaning forward again, "Does Allison's dad know about the Alph-"

"I don't know!" Scott shouted at his friends, drawing attention from the rest of their classmates.

The three teens all shied away from the sudden attention and shrunk back slightly in their seats. Mr. Browning raised an eyebrow when he made eye contact with Amber while dropping Stiles' test down onto his desk, continuing forward to pass out Scott and Amber's before moving on.

Amber looked down to her desk and smiled at the little red A at the top of the paper. She turned back around to face her friends and frowned when her eyes caught on the D- that marked the top of Scott's own test. She craned her neck to read the note their teacher had written to accompany the grade.

Not like you! See me after class.

Stiles seemed to do the same and he leaned forward in his seat with a grimace, "Dude, you need to study more."

Scott flipped his test over with a miserable sigh and slapped it facedown on the top of his desk. Amber took pity on him, patting his knuckles while she reached for the paper with her other hand. She flipped it over and skimmed through the incorrect answers to try and pinpoint what her friend was struggling with.

"That was a joke-" Stiles insisted when he noticed how upset his friend was, "Scott, it's one test. You're gonna make it up." Stiles reassured him, glancing up to where Amber was still skimming through the pages of Scott's test. "Do you want help studying?"

"You should study with Stiles and me," Amber said immediately, "Seriously. We're a force to be reckoned with when it comes to flash cards."

"No," Scott said, pulling his test from Amber's fingers and placing it facedown on his desk again, "I'm studying with Allison after school today."

Stiles raised his eyebrows at the information and grinned, "That's my boy."

"We're just studying." Scott insisted.

"Uh, no you're not." Stiles countered incredulously.

Amber frowned in confusion at Stiles but his attention remained focussed solely on Scott.

"No, I'm not?" Scott repeated in question, finally turning his head to glance at the boy behind him.

"Not if I'm forced to live vicariously through you." Stiles pressed, "If you go to her house today and squander that colossal opportunity, I-I swear to God I'll have you de-balled."

Amber laughed quietly, "What, are you going to castrate yourself, too?" She asked, tucking her pencil behind her ear.

"Huh?" Stiles asked dumbly, finally looking past Scott to catch Amber's eye.

"Well, I mean- We study together all the time, and you've never made a move on me." She pointed out.

Scott coughed quietly to cover a laugh and Stiles spluttered, "Wh- Well, that's different. Right, Scott?" He asked, leaning forward and punching Scott in the shoulder.

"Sure, dude." Scott agreed unconvincingly, "Just- Stop with the questions. All right, guys?"

"Done." Stiles acceded, "No more questions. No more talk about the Alpha or Derek. Especially Derek-" He finished quietly, "Who still scares me."

Amber was still frowning from Stiles' previous comments and she avoided his eyes as she turned to face forward in her seat again. She was aware that Stiles wasn't attracted to her — Of course the two of them were different from Scott going to study with Allison.

The girl felt silly for having attempted to make the joke at all.

She shoved her test into her folder dejectedly and pulled out her notebook, moving to write the date at the top of the page and pausing to frantically search her desk when she couldn't find her pencil. Amber huffed, shuffling her things around in frustration for a minute before Scott leaned forward, gently touching the hair tucked behind her ear. She turned slightly in surprise and deflated when she saw him holding her pencil out over her shoulder.

"Right," Amber sighed quietly, grabbing the pencil from her friend's outstretched hand. "Thanks."

Scott patted her on the shoulder, giving her a soft squeeze in understanding before he retreated. Amber took a deep breath. She seriously needed to get her feelings for Stiles back under control.

The weather was unusually warm for the end of January, even in central California, so Amber had told Stiles earlier in the day that she planned to walk home after school. Having cut out of class a few minutes early to go to her locker and pack up her bookbag, she was pulling it over her shoulder and making her way through the deserted hallways on the main floor when she heard familiar voices talking around the corner. She slowed and waited just out of sight, frowning in confusion when she heard Derek's voice.

"-I asked you politely, and I only do that once." He was saying in a low voice.

"Mm, okay, tough guy," Jackson's voice said smugly, "You know, how about I help you find him if you tell me what you're selling him? What is it? Is it, uh, Dianabol? Huh? HGH?"

"Steroids." Derek huffed when he put the pieces together from Jackson's tirade.

Amber thought back to the argument she'd overheard the tail end of between Jackson and Scott in the hallway before tryouts a few weeks before. She was finding it hard to believe that Jackson was this desperate to get some sort of boost for something as simple as high school lacrosse.

She deduced it had to be Scott that they were looking for, but she couldn't imagine why Derek would show up at school in order to find him.

"No, girl scout cookies." Jackson snapped sarcastically, "What the hell do you think I'm talking about? Oh, and uh, by the way, whatever it is you're selling, I'd probably stop sampling the merchandise. You look wrecked."

There was a moment of silence before Derek spoke quietly, "I'll find him myself."

"No, we're not done here-" Jackson started before there was a loud bang of something slamming against the lockers.

Amber jumped and rounded the corner to see what was going on. Jackson was leaning up against the lockers, breathing heavily and gripping at the back of his neck with a terrified look on his face. They made eye contact for only a moment before Amber rushed past him to where Derek was moving down the hallway.

"Derek! Wait-" She called out, catching up quickly and moving to stand in front of him. He slowed and leaned his weight into a corner wall that was hidden away slightly by another set of lockers. When she saw his face, her heart dropped. Derek's skin was sickly and pale, his face covered in a sheen of sweat that made him look deathly ill. "Jesus, what-" Amber reached up to touch his damp forehead and flinched at the heat radiating off of his skin. She'd never felt a fever running so hot.

"Need to find Scott." Derek said shortly, blinking slowly and swaying on his feet, pressing himself more firmly against the wall.

"Okay, yeah, I-I think he's still here- Can you like, use your wolfy hearing and figure out exactly where he is or something?"

Derek closed his eyes and breathed deeply, furrowing his eyebrows as he focussed. Amber was silent for a long minute as the werewolf listened but the bell signaling the end of the day suddenly rang out loudly directly above their heads. Derek recoiled and scrunched his face up in pain, reaching his hands up to cover his sensitive ears.

Amber winced in sympathy and when the noise ceased, she took his hand, frowning at the dampness that suddenly coated her fingers. She glanced down and found that not only were his hands clammy with sweat, but there was blood dripping down from beneath the sleeve of his jacket and it covered their interlocked hands.

"What-" She started to ask but was interrupted.

"Find. Scott." He said simply, holding her hand tight enough that it hurt for a moment before his grip loosened.

"Okay, okay." Amber acquiesced, quickly pulling him through the growing crowd of students and toward the front entrance.

Derek stumbled when they stepped out into the sunlight, reaching up to block his eyes and nearly tripping over his own feet. Amber repositioned him so that his arm was draped over her shoulder and she gripped his bicep and waist tight as they stumbled down the stairs and toward the parking lot.

Amber looked up from where she'd been watching their feet for tripping hazards and swore under her breath. A familiar blue Jeep was whipping out of a parking spot and began to drive away just as the two were breaching the row of parked cars.

"Stiles!" Amber called out as she dragged Derek out in front of the moving vehicle.

The tires of the Jeep squealed as Stiles slammed on the brakes and Amber couldn't help but flinch. She jostled Derek in the process and sent them both toppling over and crashing to the ground when she refused to let go of him.

The car behind Stiles in line to leave the parking lot began honking their horn loudly and Amber struggled to tug her arm out from underneath Derek's back. When she finally freed herself from beneath his weight, she gripped his upper arms and pulled him to sit upright, settling a hand at the top of his spine between his shoulder blades.

"What the hell?" Scott's voice called out to Stiles through his open window as the tanned boy ran up to the scene.

Stiles and Scott both rushed around the front of the car where Amber was watching Derek's pained breathing worriedly.

"Thanks for not running us over," Amber panted in exhaustion from carrying the werewolf. She looked up at Stiles as Scott dropped to the ground in front of them.

"What are you doing here?" Scott asked Derek.

"I was shot." Derek breathed out, brushing Amber's hand off the place where it was resting on his left forearm.

"You were shot?" Amber squeaked, reaching out to his feverish forehead again in a panic. A fever meant an infection, and an infected bullet wound didn't mean anything good.

"He's not looking so good, dudes." Stiles observed slowly.

"Why aren't you healing?" Scott asked frantically.

"I can't." Derek said, breathing heavily, "It w- It was a different kind of bullet."

"A silver bullet?" Stiles asked with far too much enthusiasm for the situation.

"No, you idiot." Derek glared.

"Hey, you didn't exactly give us notes on werewolf weaknesses-" Amber started before Derek's glare turned on her, "But now's definitely not the time to be thinking about that. Right."

"Wait, wait-" Scott cut in, "That's what she meant when she said you had forty-eight hours."

"What?" Derek and Amber both said at the same time, "Who- Who said forty-eight hours?" Derek asked breathlessly.

"The one who shot you." Scott replied.

"You knew Derek was shot?!" Amber asked angrily, glaring at her friend.

Derek suddenly gasped and flinched back, blinking his eyes rapidly. Amber's own widened in surprise when she saw his eyes glow a bright, luminescent blue.

"What are you doing?" Scott scolded worriedly, "Stop that!"

"That's what I'm trying to tell you- I can't." Derek hissed, fighting to control his shift.

"Derek, get up!" Scott demanded.

"Yeah, we've been trying that, Scott." Amber snapped, "He's pure muscle and weighs about seventy pounds more than me. So, a little help would be appreciated."

Scott sighed and moved quickly to stand at Derek's back, "Help me put him in the car." He told his friends, putting his hands under the injured boy's arms and beginning to lift him up.

Amber went to Derek's front to steady him once Scott got him to his feet. The two teens moved him toward the passenger side of the vehicle while Stiles hovered close by. Amber climbed across into the center seat and waited as Scott lifted Derek's limp body to fall into the spot beside her.

"I need you to find out what kind of bullet they used." Derek told Scott once the car door was closed.

"How the hell am I supposed to do that?"

"She's an Argent- She's with them." Derek told him.

"Why the hell should I help you?" Scott asked angrily.

"Scott, what the hell is your-" Amber scolded, leaning over Derek only to be held back by his arm as he interrupted her.

"Because you need me." He told the boy outside the vehicle.

Stiles finally rounded the Jeep, climbing back behind the wheel and getting the car started again as Scott answered, "Fine. I'll try." He looked across the car toward Stiles, "Hey, get him out of here."

Stiles scrunched his face up in annoyance, his eyes flicking between Amber and Scott, "I hate you both for this- So much." Despite his words, he reached for the gear shift and put the vehicle into drive, stepping on the gas pedal and speeding out of the parking lot.

The three drove in silence for twenty minutes before Amber spoke, turning toward Derek beside her, "So, why do you need Scott to figure out what kind of bullet it was?"

Derek took a deep breath, leaning back against the headrest, "Because I can't heal unless I know exactly what was in it."

Amber nodded, tapping her fingers against her thigh. "Let me call Scott and see if he's found it yet." She clicked on her friend's contact and waited as it rang through to voicemail. "Let me try again," She mumbled, furrowing her eyebrows as she glanced toward where Stiles was driving with a scowl on his face. The phone rang several times again before Scott's voicemail sounded through the speaker.

"Just text him." Stiles suggested, glancing down at the girl beside him and drumming his fingers against the steering wheel.

Amber did as she was told and sent Scott a text message to ask him if he'd found the bullet. She tapped her phone rhythmically against her thigh as her nerves swelled. Both Derek and Stiles reached out to stop her movements at the same time, Derek's hand landing on her right knee and Stiles' covering her fidgeting hand with his own.

The girl watched in amusement as Stiles glared across the car, flicking Derek's hand away before taking Amber's hand in his own again and muttering something about werewolf paws under his breath. Derek growled quietly but remained otherwise unmoving.

They drove several more minutes in silence before Derek began to shift in his seat, struggling to remove his leather jacket. Amber pulled her left hand free from Stiles and dropped her phone into the seat between them. She reached over to help slide the jacket down over the injured boy's arms, tossing it into the backseat when they had successfully gotten it off.

Derek sighed painfully and leaned back into the seat again as Amber's phone pinged with a text message. The girl jumped as she fumbled for her phone and went to read it.

Need more time.

Stiles read the message over her shoulder and they both sighed in frustration as Amber tucked the phone into her pocket.

"Hey, try not to bleed out on my seats, okay? We're almost there." Stiles sent an annoyed glare at Derek.

"Huh?" Amber questioned, looking up at the boy beside her in confusion.

"Almost where?" Derek asked with his eyes closed, looking as if he were about to fall asleep.

"Your house." Stiles stated as if it should have been obvious.

"What?" Derek finally looked up and opened his eyes, "No, you can't take me there."

"I can't take you to your own house?" Stiles clarified in disbelief.

"Not when I can't protect myself." Derek explained obviously.

The Jeep suddenly swerved, veering to the side of the road. Amber reached out to steady herself by gripping the knees of the boys on either side of her. Stiles slammed on the breaks and parked the car on the curb, turning the car off before turning to face them.

"What happens if Scott doesn't find your little magic bullet? Hm?" Stiles demanded, "Are you dying?"

"Oh, god. Are you dying?" Amber asked again, turning to Derek with wide eyes.

"Not yet," He told them with a shaky breath, "I have a last resort."

"What do you mean!" Stiles shouted in frustration in the small car, "What last resort!"

Instead of answering, Derek slowly pulled up the long sleeve of his shirt and revealed a deep bullet hole in the flesh of his left forearm, still oozing a slow stream of dark blood.

"Jesus." Amber gasped at the wound, reaching out to his arm before she caught herself and dropped her hand into her lap.

"Oh. My. God!" Stiles yelled before gagging, "What is that? Oh, is that contagious?" He asked, flinching away and closing his eyes, "Y'know what? You should probably just get out."

"Stiles." Amber berated, peering closer at the wound and the dark veins that were creeping out along Derek's skin.

"Start the car. Now." Derek ordered.

Stiles scoffed, "I don't think you should be barking orders with the way you look, okay? In fact, I think if I wanted to, I could probably drag your little werewolf ass out into the middle of the road and leave you for dead."

Amber's head whipped around to scowl at her friend but before she could say anything, Derek spoke.

"Start the car. Or I'll rip your girlfriend's throat out."

"I don't have a girlfriend-" Stiles corrected in confusion.

"I'll rip Amber's throat out." Derek clarified.

"Hey!" Amber cried out in offense, turning to face the werewolf fully and leaning back to press herself up against Stiles' in the tight car.

Stiles ignored Amber and paused. He put a hand on her arm and turned in his seat, narrowing his eyes in scrutiny at the sickly werewolf before responding, "No you won't."

"Fine. I'll rip your throat out." Derek amended darkly, "With my teeth."

Amber turned her head and watched as Stiles' eye twitched before he seemed to decide that Derek would, indeed, be willing to rip his throat out with his teeth. Stiles made a face, releasing Amber before he proceeded to turn the key in the ignition and pull away from the curb.

After several minutes, Amber looked around them and perked up slightly before she spoke, "I spy something dark and depressing."

"Derek." Stiles guessed immediately and without enthusiasm.

Amber narrowed her eyes at her friend until he glanced over at her and saw her glare, "No."

Stiles sighed, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel, "I don't know, was it one of the, like, ten abandoned businesses we've driven by?"

"I- Yeah," Amber slumped into her seat, crossing her arms over her chest as her eyes flicked around the vehicle, "Oh! Okay, I spy something orange."

Stiles' gaze moved to her for only a couple seconds before returning to the road, "It's your nail polish- Which is not orange, by the way."

"It's orange-ish," Amber defended, looking down at the peachy shade of fingernail polish she'd painted over the weekend.

After twenty seconds, Stiles sat up in his seat excitedly, "I spy something-"

"Will you two. Shut. Up." Derek said slowly with a sigh, not bothering to open his eyes or lift his head from where it was resting against the side of the car.

Amber and Stiles both shrunk back into their seats with a sigh. The girl shifted her body until she could comfortably rest her head against Stiles shoulder as he drove without impeding on his ability to reach the gear lever. She quietly alternated between watching the road and watching Stiles' fingers as his hands moved along the steering wheel.

After that, they drove around town in silence for a long while before Amber suddenly had a realization.

"I hate to be the bearer of bad news on an already bad day but, uh- We should probably stop driving around downtown where someone could see us."

"I'm no longer a murder suspect." Derek said quietly, eyes closed again as he took deep breaths.

"Oh, no, it's not that- Just, Allison sorta thinks you and I broke up, so if someone were to see you and me and Stiles all piled inside the Jeep-"

Derek's head snapped up with a murderous expression as Stiles spluttered incoherent noises on her other side.

"I'm sorry- Let's back up- Allison thinks you and Derek were dating?" Stiles asked incredulously, a look of dismay on his face.

Amber grimaced, "Well, not dating so much as hooking up-"

"What." Derek spoke darkly.

Amber sighed, bouncing her leg nervously, "It's not as bad as it sounds, I just- After we got the ride home on the full moon, Scott told her the two of you weren't friends, right? And instead of being terrified, she managed to put these puzzle pieces together in her head and she thought that we were hooking up and so I just- I didn't tell her she was wrong?" The expressions on the boy's faces didn't improve and she barreled on, "I told her I wasn't going to see you anymore after that and she just sort of dropped it- So, I figured it would be fine-"

"I changed my mind," Derek said breathlessly, eyes closing again, "I want to rip your throat out too."

"I'm sorry!" Amber wiped her sweaty palms on her jeans, "I honestly didn't think it would ever come back to bite me in the ass- Or, in the throat, I guess."

Derek's face twitched in what might've turned into a smile before he schooled his expression again. "Go to the south side of town," Derek commanded quietly, "Warehouse district- Just, avoid any roads near the preserve."

Stiles muttered something about not being a chauffeur but still flicked on his turn signal and took a side street that would lead them south.

"Let me see your arm again," Amber said, pulling her right leg up underneath her and turning to face Derek fully. She took a good look at his face and noticed dark circles beneath his eyes that had emerged at some point in the last hour.

Derek hesitated with a frown before he pulled his sleeve back up and held his arm out toward her. The dark veins that trailed out from the bullet hole seemed to have grown in size where they curled up his forearm.

"Okay, it definitely looks like it's getting worse." Amber announced, brushing her fingers featherlight over the darkening skin around the wound. "We- We should tie it off or something to slow the infection spreading, right? Like a tourniquet?" She asked, looking back and forth between the boys.

"I have no idea what could possibly treat-" Stiles glanced over at the wound again and gagged, "-that."

Derek's only response was a grunt that Amber decided to take as a sound of approval. She leaned over the back of the seat to rifle through the mess behind them and re-emerged with a dirty tshirt that had been in the backseat for an unspecified amount of time.

"Hey! That's my shirt-" Stiles protested.

Amber turned her head with a glare, "Stiles, I swear to God-"

"Uh, I was kidding- It's totally cool- I-I don't like that shirt anyway." Stiles feigned nonchalance, glancing over at them briefly before returning his eyes to the road, "In fact, I hate it. I would like nothing more than to see it covered in- Whatever the hell that is, leaking out of him."

"Great." Amber smiled sarcastically before turning back to the passenger side of the vehicle, "Any chance you can wolf-out and rip this for me with a claw or something?" Amber asked, shying back when Derek gave her an unimpressed look, "No? Okay, that's fine. I can totally rip it myself."

Amber pulled at the fabric at the bottom of the shirt as hard as she could and only succeeded in stretching the material. She went with another approach and bit down on the edge of the fabric between her teeth before tugging, but the cotton remained relatively unharmed.

"Okay, they make this look unrealistically easy in movies." She sighed, flexing her sore jaw and continuing to pull with all her might at the fabric in her hands.

Derek lifted his head and reached across with his right hand to claw a small hole into the fabric before taking a shaky breath and dropping his head back against the metal doorframe.

With the shirt torn, Amber managed to rip a strip away from the bottom easily until she had a long strand of the cloth. Placing it around Derek's forearm just below his elbow, she wrapped it around a couple times. She pulled the fabric as tight as she could manage, apologizing when Derek winced in pain, and tied it off in a knot.

The group continued to loop around through the abandoned roads and alleyways on the southern edge of town. They drove long enough that the evening light gave way to darkness without any sort of update from Scott.

Amber sighed and reached up yet again to place the back of her hand over Derek's sweaty forehead, "You keep getting hotter." Amber pointed out worriedly.

"Figures," Stiles mumbled, "Even on the brink of death he's attractive."

"His fever, Stiles." Amber said in exasperation.

"Oh, right, yeah."

Amber rolled her eyes and settled back into her seat again, reaching into her pocket to pull out her phone. The screen was bright against the dimly lit car when she clicked it on and she put the call on speakerphone as it rang through to Scott. It had been hours — He had to have found something by now.

Stiles pulled the Jeep over to a stop at the side of the road and leaned against the driver's side window as the phone rang.

"Yeah?" Scott answered the phone casually.

"Scott, Jesus Christ. What is taking so long?" Amber asked frantically.

"What. Are we supposed to do with him?" Stiles asked their friend loudly, glancing over at Derek who was looking paler than ever.

"Take him somewhere- Anywhere." Scott's voice cut through the phone speaker.

"And, by the way, he's starting to smell." Stiles announced, scrunching up his nose on an inhale.

Derek lifted his gaze to scowl across the car and Amber frowned at her friend's comment, but she couldn't deny that it was true. Even with the windows down, the smell of rotting flesh was starting to spread throughout the confined space.

"Like-like what?" Scott asked in confusion.

Amber took the call off speakerphone and brought the phone up to her ear to speak quietly into the device, "Like death."

Stiles grabbed Amber's hand and moved to hold the phone out between their ears, pressing their heads closer together so they could both hear through the speaker.

"Okay," Scott said after a moment, "Take him to the animal clinic."

"What about your boss?" Amber asked.

"He's gone by now." Scott assured her, "There's a spare key in the box behind the dumpster." He told them.

Amber sighed and Stiles blew out a breath, "You're not gonna believe where he's telling us to take you." Stiles told Derek, relinquishing the phone to Amber.

Derek opened his eyes when Amber held out the phone and brought it up to his left ear for him. He took a shaky breath, "Did you find it?"

"How am I supposed to find one bullet?" Amber heard Scott hiss quietly through the phone, "They have a million. This house is like the frickin' Walmart of guns."

"Look," Derek said, "If you don't find it, then I'm dead. Alright?"

Amber gulped, biting down hard on her lower lip as she watched Derek take a few shallow breaths.

"I'm starting to think that wouldn't be such a bad thing-" Scott muttered down the line and Amber's face pinched tight in anger at her friend.

"Then think about this," Derek cut him off, "The Alpha called you out against your will. He's gonna do it again. Next time you either kill with him or you get killed. So, if you wanna stay alive- You need me." He said slowly between breaths, "Find the bullet."

The call ended abruptly and the car was silent for a moment before Stiles started the engine again and headed in the direction of the Animal Clinic.

When they parked at the clinic, Stiles went ahead of them to search for the key hidden behind the dumpster. Derek threw open the passenger door and tumbled out of the car clumsily, cradling his left arm to his chest. Amber followed after him and hovered at his right side with a hand on his back, leading him toward the metal roll-up door at the back of the building.

Stiles unlocked the latch at the bottom of the door and pushed it upward, revealing the storage room as his phone pinged with an incoming text message.

As soon as they entered the room, Derek threw himself down to sit on a pile of dog food bags. The feverish sweat on his face glistened in the fluorescent lights of the back room and the purple smudges under his eyes appeared darker against the white paleness of his skin.

Stiles pulled out his phone and read the message on the screen before addressing Derek, "Does Northern Blue Monkshood mean anything to you?" He recited.

"It's a rare strain of wolfsbane," Derek announced with a sigh, "He has to bring me the bullet."

"Why?" Stiles asked, handing over his phone when Amber reached for it to read the name of the poison written on the screen herself.

"'Cause I'm gonna die without it."

Stiles and Amber both looked up at Derek with wide eyes before glancing at one another. Amber chewed on her lip, handing Stiles' phone back to him and moving to help Derek stand from his makeshift bench. She resumed their position from earlier in the day, throwing Derek's uninjured arm over her shoulder this time and supporting as much of his weight as she could while Stiles unlocked and opened doors for them.

Pushing into the main exam room, Amber stumbled and Derek's free hand reached out to Stiles' shoulder for support as they tumbled through the doorway.

"Okay-" Stiles said, shaking off the werewolf's hand and flicking on the overhead lights.

Derek pulled away from Amber and began peeling his shirt over his head. He swayed over to the metal exam table in the middle of the room and rested his injured arm across the top. It was still bleeding and the dark purplish-black veins trailing from the wound were thicker, but they had only spread a few centimeters past where the tshirt was tied tightly around his arm.

"Y'know, that really doesn't look like something some echinacea and a good night's sleep couldn't take care of." Stiles joked nervously from the opposite side of the table.

"Yeah, I'm sure some herbal tea will fix it." Amber said sarcastically, slapping Stiles on the arm when she reached his side.

"When the infection reaches my heart, it'll kill me." Derek panted, beginning to search around the room for something. He pulled drawer after drawer open and shut in his hunt.

"'Positivity' just isn't in your vocabulary, is it?" Stiles asked, rubbing at his arm where the girl had just hit him.

"If he doesn't get here with the bullet in time- Last resort." Derek said breathlessly, pulling open yet another drawer.

"What kind of last resort?" Amber asked anxiously.

Derek emerged from his search, alarmingly, holding up a small electric saw, "Stiles is gonna cut off my arm."

Amber looked at Stiles in fear and saw the look of dread on the boy's face. She reached out to grip the open end of his plaid shirt in her fist and swallowed past the lump in her throat.

Derek slid the saw across the metal worktop toward Stiles and Amber watched as he picked it up to examine it with a frightened look. The boy pressed the trigger and the saw whirred loudly, causing the two teens to jump.

"Oh my god." Stiles whined, dropping the saw back down onto the table. "What if you bleed to death?" He questioned with wide eyes and Amber nodded in support of the question, also worrying about the possible outcome.

Derek was untying the cloth around his arm, putting one end between his teeth and pulling at the other to get it secured even tighter, "It'll heal if it works," Derek told them around the fabric in his mouth.

Amber's stomach was turning nauseatingly and Stiles sighed, shaking his head in distress, "Ugh," He groaned, "Look, I don't know if I can do this." Stiles admitted weakly, leaning on the table and watching Derek re-secure the tourniquet.

"Why not?" Derek asked in annoyance.

"Well," Stiles started, voice raising in pitch, "Because of the cutting through the flesh, the sawing of the bone, and especially the blood!"

Amber fought to keep from gagging at the comment about cutting through bone. Her mind flashed to the image of Laura Hale's body. The way the severed opening had exposed the sliced bones, organs, and muscle inside.

Derek's voice broke her out of her thoughts, "You faint at the sight of blood?" He asked Stiles in disbelief.

"Well, he might at the sight of a chopped off arm!" Amber defended, raising her voice.

"Alright, fine." Derek sighed, "How about this, one of you cuts off my arm, or I'm gonna cut off your head." He finished, shifting his gaze toward Stiles.

"Derek, c'mon-" Amber started before being interrupted by Stiles.

"Okay, y'know what? I am so not buying your threats any-" Stiles gasped when Derek pulled him roughly over the table with a tight grip on the collar of his shirt.

"Oh my god, Derek, I'll do it! Okay, I'll do it-" Amber yelled, rushing around the end of the table and moving to Derek's side to remove his hand from Stiles' shirt.

Derek was breathing hard. His chest heaved with every inhale and Amber gripped his hand where she still held it after pulling him off of Stiles.

"What- What are you doing?" Stiles asked, eyeing the man worriedly.

"Der-" Amber started.

Derek suddenly keeled over and vomited an inky black liquid onto the cement floor, small drops splattering onto the white of Amber's sneakers.

"Holy God!" Stiles gagged, peering down at the bile covering the floor and Amber's shoes. "What the hell is that!"

"Are you okay?" Amber questioned in concern. She gripped Derek's hand tight and watched as he took in gasping breaths where he was still leaning over the side of the table.

"It's my body- Trying to heal itself." Derek panted.

"Well, it's not doing a very good job of it-" Stiles announced through a gag.

"Oh, god." Amber gagged as the smell of the black bile reached her nose.

"Now," Derek breathed, glancing up at Amber, "You gotta do it now."

Amber gulped, bouncing on her toes anxiously, "God, okay. Give me a minute-"

"Just do it!" Derek yelled at her, causing the girl to flinch.

"Okay! Okay!" Amber yelled back, grabbing the saw in her shaking hands. She put it against the skin just below the man's elbow with a nervous whine. She felt Stiles move to stand behind her and grab her hips, hiding his face in her hair at the spot between her neck and shoulder.

"Here we go-" Stiles said loudly into her neck, tilting his head up a fraction of an inch to peek through the curtain of her hair.

Amber looked at the way Derek's face pinched in preparation for what was about to happen, his jaw clenched tight. The girl yelled out a loud whine one final time, her finger twitching on the saw's trigger just as she heard Scott's voice calling out from the front of the building.

"Stiles? Amber?"

"Scott?" Amber croaked out in a shaky voice, looking up toward the doorway.

"What the hell are you doing!" Scott yelled from the front of the room as he took stock of the situation.

Amber gasped a relieved breath and dropped the saw from her shaking hands and onto the metal worktop with a loud bang.

"Oh, you just prevented a lifetime of nightmares." Stiles informed him, rubbing his hands up the girl's waist and smacking a kiss to the hair at the back of her head.

"Did you get it?" Derek asked from where he was still sprawled across the tabletop.

Scott reached into his pocket and handed Derek a large bullet for a rifle. Derek held it up under the light and looked at it, eyes blinking heavily.

"What are you going to do with it?" Amber asked, leaning closer to examine the ordinary-looking bullet.

"I'm gonna-" Derek started, swaying on his feet, "I'm gonna-"

Derek's legs gave out and he collapsed to the ground, the bullet hitting the floor with an echoing clink.

"No! No, no, no, no-" Scott rushed after the bullet as it rolled away across the floor.

Derek hit the ground on his back and Amber rushed to kneel down beside him. His chest didn't appear to be rising and falling with his breaths and Amber whined in distress. She leaned over his face and placed the shell of her ear to his lips, both feeling and listening for his breathing. After a long moment, no air had exited his mouth to puff against her ear and the girl cried out, interlacing her fingers together and pressing the ball of her hand into the center of his chest to begin compressions.

Stiles immediately kneeled down beside her, "What are you doing?" He asked worriedly.

"I don't think he's breathing," Amber choked out, her eyes heating up with warm tears as she thrust her body weight down onto her hands. She couldn't tear her gaze away from Derek's pale, lifeless face.

"Derek?" Stiles called out to the man uselessly.

After a round of compressions, Amber reached down to tilt Derek's chin up with one hand, plugging his nose with the other before bringing her mouth to his and blowing in two hard breaths. When the werewolf didn't immediately move, she began compressions again, sniffling as she pressed into his chest as hard as she could.

"He's not waking up!" Stiles called out to Scott, reaching out a hand to rest on Amber's lower back as she rhythmically thrust her weight down onto Derek's limp body, "I think he's dead!"

"Just hold on!" Scott yelled back.

Amber leaned down and repeated the next step, bringing their lips together and blowing into Derek's mouth twice. On the second breath, Derek spluttered and coughed, tilting his head to the side to choke on a choppy breath.

"Oh my god." Amber cried in relief, pulling at his naked shoulders to get him sitting upright.

"I got it!" Scott called out from across the room.

Stiles helped Amber pull Derek up from the ground and release him to lean his weight heavily onto the worktop again as Scott handed over the bullet for the second time. Derek clenched the shell casing between his teeth and separated it from the bullet, tapping the shell against the tabletop and pouring out what looked like tiny dried bits of herb.

They all watched as Derek pulled a small lighter out of his pocket and lit bullet's filling with the flame, causing it to spark violently and sizzle for a few seconds before burning out. Derek collected the ash, sweeping it into the palm of his right hand. He clapped his hand over the open bullet wound and groaned. He dug his finger into the small hole to press the ash inside with a pained scream.

Amber flinched and her hands shook, wanting to reach out and help. She watched with wide eyes as Derek continued to yell out in pain, collapsing back onto the floor. The muscles in his body tightened and flexed as he writhed in agony. Amber took a step forward, moving to kneel beside him but Stiles wrapped a hand around her shoulder to stop her, pulling her back against his chest.

Derek's next scream turned into a low animalistic growl partway through as he arched his back in pain. He fell silent after the growl subsided and they all watched as the dark veins receded toward the bullet hole before that slowly healed and disappeared as well.

"That- Was. Awesome!" Stiles yelled from behind Amber, "Yes!"

Derek slowly began to pull himself up onto his feet again and Amber moved toward him freely this time, helping him to his feet. She gripped his arm in her hand as she examined the place where the wound had been a few seconds before.

"It's gone." She whispered, brushing her fingers over the smooth skin.

"Are you okay?" Scott asked in surprise.

"What, except for the agonizing pain?" Derek said while sending a scowl at the boy and gently pulling his arm out of Amber's grip.

"I'm guessing the ability to use sarcasm is a good sign of health." Stiles said playfully, flinching back when Derek sent him an unimpressed glare.

"Okay, we saved your life, which means you're gonna leave us alone! You got that?" Scott suddenly yelled at Derek.

"Scott-" Amber cut in defensively.

Scott continued, loudly speaking over her, "And if you don't, I'm gonna go back to Allison's dad and I'm gonna tell him everything-"

"Oh, you're gonna trust them?" Derek asked, "You think they can help you?"

"Well, why not? They're a lot freaking nicer than you are!" Scott snapped.

Derek looked between Scott and Stiles in genuine surprise before nodding, "Yeah, I can show you exactly how nice they are." He told Scott.

Scott seemed to deflate a little, "What d'you mean?" He asked in confusion.

"C'mon," Derek commanded, nodding toward the door and grabbing his shirt from the counter behind him to pull it back on.

Scott and Stiles stormed out of the exam room but Amber hesitated, "Derek, wait-" Amber pleaded with a frown, "You're really just, okay now?"

"I'm fine." Derek agreed, "I'm healed."

"I- Okay," She let out a breath she felt like she'd been holding for hours.

They moved out of the room and toward the back entrance where they'd first come in. When the two reached the rolling door that led outside, Derek reached up a hand and rested it on her shoulder.

"Thank you," He told her quietly, applying pressure as he squeezed her arm.

"I was scared," Amber admitted under her breath in the hopes that her friends wouldn't be able to hear her from where they were standing beside the parked Jeep. Her mind flashed back to the image of Derek's lifeless face as he layed on the cold floor of the exam room.

"I know," Derek said softly, "But you did good."

Amber smiled a small, grateful smile at the man in front of her, flinching when Stiles threw a dark object between them. Derek caught it easily before it could hit him in the face and he fisted the leather jacket in his hands for a second before pulling it on. He turned toward Scott, nodding his head to the side in a signal.

"I'll talk to you guys later on." Scott promised them before turning to leave with Derek.

Amber and Stiles climbed into the Jeep and the girl began to buckle her seatbelt, listening to the sound of keys jingling as the boy went to start the car. Just as she clicked her buckle into place, Stiles' voice suddenly cut through the quiet.

"Y'know, for the record- I don't think you should kiss Derek ever again."

Amber sputtered, "W- Stiles, I didn't kiss him."

Stiles glanced at her with pursed lips as he pulled out of the parking lot and onto the road, "You were lip locking, open-mouthed," He shivered exaggeratedly, "It was kissy-enough."

"I was giving him CPR- He wasn't breathing!" Amber laughed incredulously, turning to lean against the window and face her friend in the dark car.

"Yeah, yeah." Stiles dismissed, "No more of that either, then. Next time Derek stops breathing, just let me punch him in the face or something."

Amber laughed, "In literally what universe would that be helpful?"

Stiles shrugged, "I think it could've worked."

Amber snorted and reached across the car to shove at his face playfully.

"Hey! Hey- No hitting the driver!" Stiles laughed, slapping her arm away, "If I crash this car, you're explaining to my dad that it was all your fault."

Amber rolled her eyes, "Deal." She agreed, tilting her head back to rest sideways against the seat as she watched the calming motions of Stiles driving her home.

"So, what top secret information did Derek want to give you?" Amber asked from where she was dangling off the edge of her mattress. Stiles was sitting on the floor, leaning back against the bed and her head hung over the side to rest on his shoulder.

Amber eyed Scott's upside-down form where he was still hovering in the doorway to her bedroom.

"Derek thinks the Argents set the fire that killed his family." Scott told them, entering the room to flop on his back on the bed beside Amber.

"Wait- What?" Scrambling to sit up, Amber kicked Scott in the shoulder in her haste before settling on her knees to look at her friend with wide eyes.

Stiles turned to face Scott in intrigue as well, leaning to rest his arms on the mattress, "He said what, now?"

Scott sighed, "He brought me to see his uncle, the one that survived the fire." He explained, eyes glued to the ceiling, "He was awake but like, completely comatose- In a wheelchair and covered in these burn scars-"

"So, he's not a werewolf?" Stiles asked, "He couldn't just heal?"

"He was," Scott corrected, "At least that's what Derek said. I'm not really sure why he couldn't heal, he didn't explain it. Just- Insisted that the Argents were the ones who started the fire."

"Oh my god," Amber mumbled, sitting back on her heels, "That- That's awful. His whole family... Died."

"Derek said some of his family that died in the fire were human, too. That the Argents were trying to kill all the werewolves but they just killed everybody, regardless."

"Well, shit." Stiles said miserably.

"You guys, what am I supposed to do?" Scott asked in a whine, "I really like Allison- And I don't think she knows about any of this- She couldn't."

Amber and Stiles looked at one another with matching frowns. Neither of them had any idea how on earth they were meant to deal with the fact that Allison's family murdered ten innocent people.

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Silence~13~ Eddie Munson

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Summary: You wanna leave Hawkins behind, along with your heart that belongs to Eddie. Are you actually going to leave or is it too late?

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" Are you sure about this, kiddo?" Hopper asks you as he helps you close one of your bags. " Yes, dad. I need this"

He picks up your chin with his index finger to make you look at him.

" You're always welcome here, you can always come back" you nod, holding back tears. Hopper has always treated you like you were his kid, he was the father you never had. He knows about your father, he promised himself he would show you what a true father should be.

You trusted him.

" You're family" he says ruffling your hair, El is behind him smiling down at you and agrees with him. They both love you very much.

" Thank you for everything, even after-" El nods coming up behind you and wraps her arms around you, you held her hands as she leans her head on yours in a comfort hug. You know she needs this more than you do.

Max watches the three, smiling to herself feeling the strings of her heart pulling wishing her brother was still here, you had visited Billy's grave with her at one point and she talked about how he used to treat her, that his death affected her in a horrible way and it hurt her.

" I'm here, always" you tell her and she looks at you as a sister she never had. She loved spending time with you, telling you how Lucus sometimes is such a dumbass, ask you for advice but more importantly she knows how much Eddie loves you. It hurts her to see you leave and not getting any closure or having Eddie get you back.

She wants the best for you and wants to march up to Eddie and yell at him. He was missing his chance.

You noticed Max's eyes on you. You locked eyes with her seeing them shining with tears, you open your arms for her and she stands up hurrying into your arms, ends up almost falling into your lap but you bring her into you anyways as you hold her.

She leans her head on your shoulder grasping your shirt, you kiss her forehead in comfort. All the kids felt like they were siblings to you, family. You found comfort in each of them.

The sound of a car brought you out of the hugging and comfort moment, you looked at Hopper to see if was waiting for someone. He stands up with his eyebrows frowned together, but rolls his eyes to see who it is out the window. His expression confirms it's someone he doesn't particularly like.

" Who is it?" Max asks, Hopper looks down but he holds his gaze with you as if asking if you were okay to face the person that was standing outside. You curiously got off the dirty floor, not bothering to brush the dust off of you as you peek out the window to see a familiar van.

It's Eddie. What possibly could he want?

You look down at Max and El, " stay here" you tell him. You glance at Hopper who has deep frown on his face and he look like he's ready to yell at Eddie to leave. There is a discomfort in the room, but a touch on his arm lets him know you got this.

He confirms by looking down at you, your eyes shining with sadness but you nod telling him you'll handle it. Pulling your flannel on, you walk out the cabin and down the steps.

When Eddie sees you walk out of the cabin but stop just below the stop, he eyes you as if it's really you or he was seeing a ghost for the first time. His face is paler than ever, his brown eyes are big and wide and his mouth is a jar and his hands are gripping the steering wheel.

He sits there for a few moments before opening the door and stepping out. He does a little hop out of the van hearing the crunch of leaves under his shoes. He adjust his jacket as he stands there with the cold air brushing against his cheeks.

Eddie turns to face you as you stare at him waiting for him to say something. Meanwhile, Max and El are looking out the window more like peeking out the window watching to see what would happen.

Hopper is watching too by the door but peeking out the window just a little to give you both time and space to talk.

You watch as Eddie walks up to you but not too close, he is still hesitate it's really you that he's facing. His heart is beating really fast against his chest, his hands are sweaty and shaking by his sides.

His eyes look at your hair blowing in the wind to your eyes that he loves to look at, they are dull and there is sadness behind them. Was it because of him? Did you want to see him?

He watches you play with the sleeves of the flannel, it's red and black. Something he would wear, he notices his Hellfire shirt underneath it, a small smile places on his lips but drops seeing that you aren't matching it with his.

He notices the thin pants you are wearing, barely keeping you warm and he notices the shoes. The shoes that Dustin drew on with the characters from one of his campaigns he worked hard on.

You look so lost.

" Hi" his voice cracks as he speaks for the first time testing the waters.

" Hello" you greet him, not with a smile. He takes a step forward and reaches with his hand to you as if telling you to come to him but you don't budge, but take a step back signaling to him to not get too close.

It hurt him and it hurt you. This was the first time you were facing him after his yelling for you to leave and after he finds out your really alive.

There is the silence in the air and it's killing you both. It's like the both of you don't even know each other anymore. You're death and coming back has changed you both by the looks of it.

" I-I'm sorry about yelling at you before" he started, feeling his chest tightened as he is trying to tell you that he wants to talk to you, that is he going to stand his ground and not get angry.

" It's fine" you respond, your tone cuts his heart in two. He can't blame you though, he treated you like shit. He deserves this.

" It's not. I should of been more understanding, waited for you to talk instead my anger came out and got the best of me. I shouldn't of let you leave that day"

" It's okay to be angry at me, I get it" you nod, shrug a bit understanding that you'd be angry to if he did something like this too.

" Can I touch you?"he asks, his fingers twitching and burning wanting to pull you to him. " Is that a good idea?" you ask. He licks his bottom lip, feeling how chapped his lips are.

" I want to hold you" your eyes run over his face but more importantly you stare into his eyes understanding what he wants. He wants to hold you, he wants to see if your real. He still hasn't grasped that it's you, alive.

You make your way over to him standing with your shoes lined with his. His hands reach out grasping your waist and pulling you into him. The smell of your shampoo and cigarette fills his nose, it's your scent. It's you. He feels the hot tears ready to spill as his hand goes to the back of your head, holding you to his chest. His hair tickling your face.

His other hand is holding onto your back, you feel him squeeze you a bit tighter knowing he was doing this to make sure you are alive. This is you. He needs it.

You hug him back, your hand brushes past his bandana for a moment before your hand goes under his shirt on his back feeling the softness of his skin.

The other is playing with the end of his curly hair. It was sort of a comfort that he was finally holding you. His cheeks is on top of your head as hold you, a whimper escapes his mouth.

But it was a moment where hurt flashes in his eyes and he steps back from you. You had died for him. It should of been him.

Your hands drop to your side as you close you eyes feeling the anger coming off of him. You know what's about to happen and you let it.

" Why would you risk your life for me Y/N?! I'm just a freak in this town that no one loves and cares about. Why of all people you'd do something so stupid like that?"

Your eyes open as you stare at his angry expression, his eyes are colder and blacker than his brown eyes usually are and his jaw is set and he is shaking with anger.

" Because-" he doesn't let you talk.

" I fucking loved you! I told you to stay behind, I didn't want you in harms way and what do you do? You risk your life for someone like me! I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye to you!" he whimpers, his tears streaming down his cheeks and he doesn't bother to wipe them away.

He wants to see how much he is hurting because he lost you. It affected him so much.

" I didn't eat! I didn't sleep! I didn't go to school much, but I fucking graduating somehow! You were the best thing to happen to me and you left me! You broke my heart!" he continues, now sobbing as he grips his head, shaking.

" I wanted to marry you! I wanted to have kids with you! I wanted to move out of Hawkins with you! I wanted to a life with you!"

Your hands are covering your mouth as you cry hearing how much you hurt him. How you tried to be a hero and it broke him.

" Eddie" you reach out for him, taking his hands off his head as he shakes with sobs. He steps back, not letting you take his hands.

" I bought a ring for you, after graduation I was going to purpose to you Y/N. I wanted you as my wife!" he yells.

" Eddie Munson" you call out to him, his brown eyes are no longer the color black. They are glossy and red, tears are spilling down his cheeks. He poured his heart out to you.

" What?" he asks, sniffling wiping his nose and tears with the back of his sleeve from his jacket not really caring about it.

" I love you, so much. I did it for you, I wanted you to graduate. It is your year. You deserved it, I was selfish to leave you like that. I know, I don't expect you to forgive me for what I've done. But Edward Munson, I did it for you, I needed you to live, I needed you to see that you loved me through everything even after what I did. I am thankful for that, I never had that in my life. That day that I died, I left you my heart. I wanted you safe"

" BUT I NEEDED YOU!"He yells, taking your shoulders and shaking you to get you understand what you put him through.

" You had Dustin, Steve, Nancy, Robin, Mike, Lucus, Max, Hellfire club, Wayne. You had so many people that loved you. I never had that. But loving you was the best choice I ever made"

He whimpers putting his forehead on yours.

" You had people that loved you, Y/N. Dustin is your little brother, Steve and Robin, they were so hurt when they found out you died, Max and Lucus, Mike, Will, Jonathan, Nancy...Uncle Wayne, Hopper, El.... me... you left me..." he softly says.

" I'm here though" he nods and places your hand on his heart, you feel it beating faster when you touch him.

" This heart beats for you, you took a piece of me when you died and I never had it back" he tells you.

" Eddie" he hushes you be kissing your nose.

" If leaving Hawkins is what you think is best for you, then I won't stop you. You don't look happy, you don't seem to be the same as you used to be. It will hurt that you'll leave, again. But I always will love you Y/N Henderson-Hopper"

You open your mouth to respond to him as he repeats, " I always will love you Y/N Henderson-Hopper. You're the best thing that has happened in Hawkins, you're one of a kind"

His thumb wipes your tears away as he kisses your forehead, the feeling of his lips brush against your forehead brings memories back and your heart fills with warmth.

Then just like that you no longer feel his touch or his hands or his lips on you or his closeness. You watch him get into his van and start it, your legs are planted on the ground not letting you run to the van or run after him.

But your voice betrays you as you scream his name, whimpering begging him to come back.

He doesn't even though it hurt him a lot hearing you scream for him, a tear falls down his cheek as he drives away.

He made a choice for you.

#eddie munson fanfic #imagine eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x you #jewls writes #eddie x y/n

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sowhatariyana · 1 year

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Beloved ; Chapter Three

A N Y W H E R E - E L S E

Renesmee followed closely behind Allanah and her mother who still hadn't let go of each other's hands as they walked down the narrow hallway and stepped into the living room.

"Bella , how is.." Rosalie turned her head , jaw dropping as she caught sight of Allanah "She."

The family turned to see what had Rosalie in such a shock before the same shock filled their bodies.

Alice jumped to her feet in excitement and smiled widely as she watched Allanah take in her family , a sense of familiarity in her eyes , peacefulness and contentment radiating from her body in waves.

Allanah smiled at Alice's eagerness and opened her arms , watching as the pixie haired girl ran to her and pressed her body into hers. Her head falling into Allanah’s chest.

"Hello everyone." Allanah spoke snapping them from their trances. "It's been quiet a while hmm."

Alice pulled away from the hug but didn't move away from Allanah , her eyes staring up at her new yet not so new mate in awe.

"How did you get here ?" She asked.

"Renesmee brought me here. She saved my life." Allanah's words held so much gratitude for the young cullen , it touched Bella's soul.

It seemed like Allanah loved her daughter already.

"Renesmee ?" Edward turned to his daughter watching as she sheepishly stepped from behind Allanah's frame.

"Yes dad." She smiled , hoping he wasn't too upset with her.

"Where did you meet her ?" Bella asked catching Allanah's attention.

Allanah looked from Edward to Bella and smiled as they locked eyes , it made Bella swoon.

"I was buried in the woods , a few ways across the river bank." She told her.

Renesmee was thankful Allanah spoke for her , she wasn't sure she would be able to talk after seeing her family act so strangely around the woman she had saved.

"Buried ?" Esme spoke.

Allanah turned to her , nodding once. "Yes my sweet , buried."

Esme found herself blushing a bit as she looked away from Allanah's eyes and into her husbands who stood besides her.

"Please explain to us why you were buried and how my grand daughter found you." Carlise gestures for her to come closer and have a seat which she did , pulling Bella and Alice along with her.

The two pale woman sat on either side of the witch and Allanah gestures for Renesmee to come sit down as well , knowing that no one could explain what compelled her to help Allanah better than she could herself.

"A week ago when i was out with Jacob , we crossed the river bank just having fun. I saw a burnt down cabin and went to kind of explore it. I felt Allanah's energy , it was so strong but the sense of discomfort was stronger , it nearly smothered me. I remember touching some piece of cloth of the ground when it's like i was pushed out of my body and for some odd reason i was thrown into a vision." Renesmee began.

"That vision she received was given to her by the moon goddess. It was of the last moments of my life. I was hung by witch hunters and townsfolk a hundred years ago in the very forrest that surrounds your home. They burnt my cabin to the ground and before i was killed i prayed to the moon goddess in hopes of getting my second chance at life. Renesmee helped her decide to give it to me."

The family hung onto every word that fell from Allanah's lips. The listen intently and some even felt a bit upset by the way the world had treated their mate but more so than ever they were elated to finally have her in their grasps.

"You said witch hunters , does that mean ..?" Emmett trailed off and Allanah nodding knowing what he was asking.

"Yes , i am a witch. My name is Allanah White." She answered.

"I've read about your family." Edward spoke.

Allanah looked at him and smiled fondly at the barriers he was letting fall down , he now knew that she wasn't human and that relaxed his mind some but he still was cautious , he had met one witch in his entire life and she wasn't nearly as nice or beautiful as Aria is.

"You're from the greek islands , you're family was very powerful." He finished off watching as she grinned happily at him , he felt a bit of peace come to him , knowing she accepted him and his obvious detachment.

"Correct , my family come from Leros. I was given my powers at the age of 18 , i lived a long life in telling but it felt short seeing as when i was on my own i only survived in the world for four more."

The family looked at her in nothing but pure bliss , she was everything Alice imagined she'd be and more.

"I saw you in a vision. I have the gift of seeing the future. I was waiting for you , we all were." Alice explained as she gestured to the entire family.

"Assuming that you know about the mating bond , how do you know us ? You called Esme my sweet and said it's been a while." Jasper made his presence known.

"When you turn 19 you get an apparition of whom you are destined to be with , the moon goddess does it for us just as she does it for the shifters the only difference is they have to wait to see you to know. I was shown you all. You are what we call my beloved." She looked at the seven cold ones around her and chuckled. "Well beloveds."

"So you're like a second mom to me ?" Renesmee caught everyone attention , they had kind of forgotten that she was there as they were so wrapped up in Allanah.

"If that is what you wish for me to be sweetheart."

Renesmee smiled widely and sinks back into the couch next to her dad.

"You said you were buried for a hundred years , you must be hungry." Rosalie said.

"I am quite famished." Allanah nods with her face scrunching up as the clan heard her stomach rumble just then.

"I'll make you and Renesmee something to eat then maybe we could all talk and get to know you a bit better." Esme offered , already standing to her feet.

"I would love nothing more my sweet , would you like some help ?" Allanah began to stand to her feet but was anchored down by Bella's grip tightening on her hand.

Esme shook her head fondly and headed towards the kitchen. "You're a guest , it's fine."

Allanah looked into the eyes of every member of the clan before she began to take in their features.

"Maybe we should introduce ourselves." Emmett announced. "I'm Emmett."

Allanah smiled at him and gave his body a slow look over , taking in the muscles that bulged out of his fitted shirt and jeans that hung a little low on his waist.

"Nice to meet you my love."

Emmett felt his body shake in small streams of pleasure , loving the way she looked at him. It was as if she was ready to eat him and not the food Esme was preparing.

"I'm Rosalie." The blonde beauty spoke from besides him , her eyes had been trained on Allanah from the very moment she walked inside.

"Hello beautiful." Allanah nodded watching as a smile graced Rosalie's gorgeous face.

"My name's Alice and that'a Jasper."

Allanah grinned down at Alice who was still clung onto her arm before turning to lock eyes with Jasper. He took what seemed to be a deep breath as the two locked eyes.

"Hello Jasper." She greeted him.

"Nice to meet you ma'am." He replied , his southern accent laced all within his words.

"Ahhh , a cowboy." Allanah teases , watching as Jasper smiles and tips his imaginary hat to her.

"I'm Bella , well Isabella but i prefer Bella."

"Isabella suits you way more my heart." Allanah tells her , her eyes a bit low from the tiredness that wanted to consume her body.

Bella liked the way they looked in that state though.

"And your name is ?" Allanah looked to Edward who had been watching her small interactions with his family.

"Edward. Edward cullen." He told her.

"This shell im seeing around you won't be there for too long handsome." Allanah responded to him with a wave of her finger before she looked to the last male of the home.

"I am Carlise , Esme is my wife and we're the parents of sorts." He spoke on his wife's behalf as she was finishing up her cooking.

"It's lovely to meet you all , i have promised to love you from the moment i was given the blessing of knowing who you were. I'm sorry it took me so long."

Alice laid her head on Allanah's shoulder and squeezed her arm a bit before smiling lovingly up at the older woman.

"Don't apologize. We're just glad you're finally here."

Allanah pressed a kiss to Alice's cold temple and looked away just as Esme entered the living room with a plate of food.

She sat it on Allanah's lap and smiled as she stood back to her full height.

"I hope you like it."

Allanah took ahold of Esme's hand and placed a kiss on the back of it before letting it go so she could hand the second plate to Renesmee who thanked her grandmother and began to eat.

Esme smiled bashfully at the display of affection before stepping back into Carlise's arms.

"You're very affectionate." Rosalie spoke , seeing all the kisses she had given out to two of the four woman.

She was a bit jealous seeing as she too was the woman's beloved but had yet to receive any of the love she was given out physically.

"Come beautiful." Allanah beckoned Rosalie to her with two fingers in the come here motion.

Moving her plate from her lap and nodding towards it as Rosalie stood before her , she sat down and immediately was cuddled into Allanah's chest , a kiss being placed on her neck right below her ear.

"Better ?" Allanah whispered.

Rosalie felt her body shudder in pleasure before she nodded and gave the woman a small yes verbally.

The family sat around watching as Allanah cleared her plate free from all she was given before she stood to her feet , Rosalie perched up on her folded forearm before she took Renesmee plate and walked to the kitchen.

Rosalie looked back at her family with wide eyes as she wrapped her arms around Allanah's neck so she wouldn't fall before looking at Allanah's side profile as she washed the dishes.

"It very rude to stare beautiful." Allanah teased making Rosalie snap her head in a different direction.

Using her fingers Allanah turned Rosalie's chin until they were looking directly at each other , she smiled.

"I did not wish for you to look away , i too have been captivated by you're beauty."

A staring contest broke out between the two of them before Renesmee found her way into the kitchen , rubbing her eyes sleepily.

"Allanah." She called.

"Yes sweetheart." Allanah answered , winking at Rosalie before turning to Renesmee.

"Can you sleep in my room tonight? My dad says he's gonna set the guest room up for you tomorrow."

Nodding immediately , Allanah kissed Rosalie's temple before following after Renesmee.

Bidding the entire family goodnight Allanah followed after Renesmee into her room before closing the door and standing in front of the lightly larger twin size bed.

"Hmm." Allanah hummed to herself before smirking.

"What ?" Renesmee asked.

Allanah didn't say anything back but she closed her eyes and held her hand open palm down over the bed , speaking in low creole.

Renesmee watched as her bed explanded into a king sized bed before jumping on it in excitement.

"That is so cool." She exasperated.

"Why thank you , i aim to please." Allanah giggled as she climbed into the other side of the bed.

As they two tucked themselves in Renesmee turned to face Allanah who soon after mimicked the young girl , the two smiling widely at each other.

"Thank you for saving me Renesmee , i will forever be in your debt. I promise to protect you with my life." Allanah whispered as Renesmee's eyes started to close shut and as she kissed her head the young girl was fast asleep.

Allanah soon following after.

The next morning came and Allanah opened her eyes , she had turned away from Renesmee and was now facing the window in her bedroom. The sun blazing directly in her eyes , a smile gracing her face as she began to sit up.

"Good morning." She spoke to the sun before slowly climbing out of the bed.

She walked out into the hallway and made her way to the bathroom , she remembered that it was directly two doors down from Renesmee's bedroom.

After walking inside she started the sink and used the toothbrush she was given yesterday to brush her teeth. Spitting out the residue Allanah looked at herself in the mirror , she felt so light , her happiness couldn't be disturb for anything.

She turned the sink off and closed her eyes , letting her senses do all the work. She extended her eye sight and hearing to see if anyone besides herself was woke. She knew vampires didn't need to sleep but she also didn't want to disturb anyone if they wished to keep their morning quiet and private as she used to do the same.

Bella and Edward were still in their room , Carlise wasn't inside the home , Esme was in the kitchen , Jasper and Alice outside on the terrace and Emmett was in the living room watching tv with Rosalie by his side.

Walking down the hall Allanah's skirt swayed against her ankles , tickling the top of her bare feet while also being low on her wide hips accentuating the beads that laid on her small waist. The top clinging to her heavy chest and her dreads now pulled on top of her head in a ponytail.

"Good morning." She spoke catching Emmett and Rosalie's attention.

The couple looked over at their mate and smiled , Rosalie standing and walking towards her.

"Good morning." She whispered as she tucked herself into Allanah's chest , her arms wrapping around her waist.

Allanah placed a kiss to Rosalie's temple and returned the embrace before swiftly picking the beauty up into her arms and walking towards the couch she had just gotten up from.

"Morning." Emmett grinned , watching his wife being carried around like a baby.

Allanah leaned down and kissed the spot behind his ear just as she had done with Rosalie the day before. She sat Rosalie down on the couch and walked into the kitchen finding the mother of the family making what she could see was breakfast.

"Hello my sweet." She made her presence known causing Esme to turn away from the stove for a quick second.

Allanah took her hand once again and placed a lingering kiss to the palm of it this time , another smile gracing Esme's features as she watched Allanah's plump lips snap back into place.

"Good morning Allanah , hungry ?" She asked as she pulled the pan of eggs from the stove.

"Very."

Allanah moved to sit at the counter on top of one of the stools , watching as Esme plated the food.

"I didn't sense Carlise , has he gone out ?" Allanah asked as she took the plate that was slid over to her.

With a wave of her hand Allanah summoned whatever condiments she liked to add to her food , Esme watching in awe.

It wasn't very often that she got see to magic being performed first hand.

"Yes , he's went to work but he'll be home around 4 pm."

Looking towards the clock on the wall above the sink Allanah took notice of the time , 12:45 pm.

"Sit with me my sweet , i do enjoy your company." Allanah gestured to the stool besides her , pulling it out with her free hand.

As Esme took the sit next to Allanah , she blushed profoundly as the younger woman pulled the sit closer to herself until they could feel each other skin pressing against one another's.

Alice stepped down from the tree branch , Jasper following her lead as they pulled open the patio sliding doors and walked into the home.

"Allanah." Alice smiled , skipping until she was standing right besides the woman.

"Good morning Alice , hello cowboy." Allanah smirked as she locked eyes with Jasper , a fond smile growing on his face as he once again tipped his imaginary hat to her.

Allanah pulled her seat back and wrapped an arm around Alice's waist , pulling the smaller woman into her lap with ease. She kissed her cheek and beckoned Jasper to her , once he was close enough she kissed his chin.

The couple grinned widely at one another , Jasper leaned his forearm onto the counter watching as Allanah ate her breakfast.

"You're eyes are brown but they look black , does that run in your family ?" Alice asked , she had been staring at Allanah’s eyes the entire time and Allanah took notice she just didn't speak on it , their attention was well received on her end.

"Surprisingly no. The only one to have eyes like mine in my entire family was my great grandmother Josephine. I am sure she is who i inherited it from." She answered , finishing her food and moving to stand up.

She walked to the sink , now carrying Alice who all but squealed at the height she was held up too.

"You're tattoos are pretty."

Rinsing off the dish Allanah turned to find Edward and Bella standing at the kitchen entrance. Bella being the one to compliment her inked skin.

"Thank you my love." Allanah smiled , sitting Alice to her feet and walking towards the other couple.

She wrapped an arm around Bella's waist , their eyes connecting before she placed and light kiss on her forehead. After releasing her she moved onto Edward.

She started with an outstretched hand , tempting Edward to take it lightly. She ran her palm over his before trailing it up his arm , on the side of his neck before resting it on his jaw. Her thumb stroking over his cheek lovingly as she looked into his eyes.

"You need not to fear me or what we are to become Edward. I am yours as much as you are mine." She told him , standing to her tippy toes and rubbing their noses together.

Edward breathed out in bliss as he closed his eyes and let his fingers dig into her waist before they let themselves out of the embrace.

She turned back to Bella and furrowed her brows.

"Tattoos ? that's what they're called now ?" She asked in confusion.

"Yea , what'd you call them back in your day ?" Bella replied , her eyes jumping over the scattered inkings on her mates body.

"We called them inklings. Odd name to be honest. Tattoos sounds way better." Allanah chuckled , getting laughs from the family around herself.

Allanah was the first to move from the kitchen to the living room , taking the seat between Emmett and Rosalie. The rest of the family following behind her instinctively , taking the other vacant seats around.

She took Rosalie's hand into hers and felt Emmett move closer to her.

The silence was comfortable as everyone watched the tv , just basking in the glory that was Allanah. She made them feel complete , she gave the air such a lighter feeling. It was peaceful , she was peaceful.

The sun beamed in through the large window walls , hitting Emmett's left side. Turning to look at the sun and then at him Allanah grinned , raising her hand to stroke his face.

His jaw went slack a bit as he turned to look at her , he felt as if her touch was pulsating , making his skin warm in a sense. He never wanted her to stop touching him.

"You all have the most incredible features." She whispered but they had all heard it.

The love flowing from her voice had them all in a state of ease , even Edward who used to hate his skin because it reminded him that he wasn't normal , that he was a monster , felt a bit proud to look the way he did now.

Hurrying footsteps could be heard from the hallway , everyone's eyes snapping in that direction as Renesmee came running from her bedroom.

She had woken up to an empty bed and hadn't heard anyone , she smelled the lingering food particles in the air but that was the least of her worries. She feared that Allanah had left.

"Mom! Dad! Allanah's gone!" She called out , coming to a halt at the end of the hallway.

Allanah stood from her seat and looked to the fear ridden young girl , her heart ached at the sound of her voice trembling.

"I have not left you sweetheart." She told Renesmee as she walked towards her and pulled her into a tight hug.

Renesmee sighed into the embrace and nodded against Allanah's chest.

"Sorry , i was just worried that you left me."

Allanah tilted her head down and made eye contact with Renesmee , shaking her head and tapping the girl on the nose.

"I will never , not in this life or the next." She promised , adding a wink and watching as a smile stretched across Renesmee's face.

"You're food is on the counter Renesmee." Esme spoke.

Renesmee nodded and walked into the kitchen to reheat her food before sitting at the counter and eating.

"She's seems to have become a bit attached to you. I hope that isn't an issue." Edward expressed , his hand folded in his lap while Bella lopped her arm within his.

Shaking her head and moving back to her seat Allanah looked at him with a smile.

"It's more than fine with me. She has saved my life and been so kind to me. You all have. I would not rather be anywhere else but where i am."

#black fem reader #black reader #cullen coven #twilight #x black fem reader #x black reader

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anxious-art-block · 2 years

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LU Headcanons Part 3: I Thought of These While Watching Baymax

SCOTTISH LEGEND

“Aye.” “Wur youse vaccinated wi’ a gramophone needle?!” “A wee devil more like.” “Yer aff yer heid, Wild.” “It’s pure dead brilliant!” “She was a bonnie lass…” “Speak O’ the Devil.” “Aye right!” “Moan fur a wee drink, Cap’n?”

My grandfather is Scottish so these are things I’ve ACTUALLY heard him say

Also, her Hylian is based on Gàidhlig to further prove this

Vegetarian Sky

When the Chain is on Tetra’s ship for the first time, Wind gathers the crew into singing The Wellerman

When Four is arguing with someone he stands on the nearest stump, table, or chair to reach their height or taller. He needs to assert dominance.

While they all have their “Titles” since they’re all named Link, how ‘bout some nicknames?

Twilight: Cub/Rancher/Twi Time: Dad/Old Man/Sir Wild: Pup/Gremlin/Champion/Princess Wind: Sailor/Young One/Ghostie Four: Smithy/Munchkin/Artificer Warriors: Captain/Princey/Pretty Boy/Wars Legend: Vetertan/A Sheòid [by Ravio]/Honeybee [by Ravio] Hyrule: Traveler/Roolie/Buttercup Sky: Angel/Darling [by Sun]/Hero

Twi’s Hylian is based on Chinese [I like the idea of him singing Yours Forever from Over the Moon about Midna ;-;]

Legend just… doesn’t mention that he’s the prince of his Hyrule. Like it literally just slips his mind until they’re there and he talks to Fable and it just slips out, and he’s like “oh did I not mention that?”

Obviously, due to the number of musical instruments, challenges, and quests in the Zelda universe, people have given their HCs about the boys’ musical talents, so here’s my 2 cents:

Fuck the idea that having the hero's spirit also means being tone-deaf, what about the Chain being able to sing and the ZELDAS CAN’T

TAKE THAT HYLIA

Hyrule doesn’t sing a lot, it would draw too much attention in his Hyrule so he chooses not to, but he has a very haunting air to his voice [I use Ashley Serena as a reference to how he would sound] and sounds lovely when he does

And because of his travels, he’s a very good dancer! Like, REALLY good. He learned all sorts of stuff from the places he’s been, and simply enjoys doing it which only made the skill grow

TWILIGHT SOUNDS LIKE JEON JUNGKOOK

It was first discovered that he could sing so well when he was about 13 when he was on the ranch just singing aloud to the goats and Ilia heard him and told e v e r y o n e

Legend has a smooth and deep voice, can sing in like 6 different languages, and can play like every instrument invented

Srsly u could probably give it a brand new one and would probably pick it up within like a minute

Warriors: This piano costs more than your house

I will continue to draw Twi in JKs outfits, so feel free to drop me ones u wanna see him in [like send an ask or smth]

Anyway

Time and Malon will make little duets often, with him on his ocarina and her singing, or them both singing just cause they love each other *sobs*

Ok enough music stuff on to the shit y’all care about

Wild and Flora were goofing off and trying on each other’s royal dress and guard uniform then looked in the mirror and both just kinda went “Oh.”

This is me saying they’re both trans [icons]

I really like the nicknames thing for the Chain & Co. so my idea is that Wild calls themselves that even after the journey, and that their Zelda ditches the name ‘Zelda’ and changes it to Florian

“So, what’s your Princess Zelda like?” “Oh, I don’t have a Princess Zelda.” “???” “No, I have a Prince Florian.”

I also demand - platonic or romantic - that we keep the absolute CHAOS that those two have

LITERALLY TRIED TO MAKE WILD EAT A FROG IN CANON WHERE IS THAT ENERGY Y’ALL

W H E R E I S I T

Gives Wild his old royal dress and Wild cries

Twilight has really sharp K9s [c’mon there had to be SOME side effects to being a wolf for a while]

And is secretly a cat person

Four loves Wild’s Hyrule ‘cause of the surplus of minerals and mining

Time calls the Chain “His boys”

Sky will take random sticks or logs he finds and carve small designs into them when he’s bored, as well as idly strumming his lyre

You're welcome

#linked universe #lu #linked universe headcanons #lu wild #lu warriors #lu time #lu twilight #lu legend #lu hyrule #lu sky #lu wind #lu four #lu incorrect quotes

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thee-yunatic-pixie · 2 years

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Alice In Borderland: The Next Generation

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C H A R A C T E R S

tw// a shit ton of spoilers from the manga series (alice in borderland, alice in borderland: retry and alice on border road) and the netflix show

Kojima Arisu (♡)

Daughter of Ryōhei and Yuzuha Arisu

18 y.o.

Accompanies her mother in climbing mountains, and looks through her father's psychology books.

Big fan of video games. Just like her father. She plays with her dad when he has free time. And her friends as well. Mostly they play either some of Arisu's old games, or new games programmed by Niragi and Tsuki themselves.

Highschool junior (same class as Akari).

Part of the school's softball team.

Looks harmless, she's actually not :)

Before arriving in the Borderlands, she was the most squeamish around blood (she was literally trying her best not to freak out in her first game after seeing a dead player), but now she's used to it.

Chishiya Akari (◇)

Daughter of Kuina Hikari and Chishiya Shuntarō

18 y.o.

Akari was part of an abusive family until the age of three, when she was sent to an orphanage after her biological parents were taken by the child protective services. She met Chishiya and Kuina two years later, at a volunteering campaign. After along time, when they grew close to her, she got adopted by both of them (even tho her last name is Chishiya)

Although Kuina and Chishiya are her legal guardians, she considers them both as her parents (they're not married, they're just co-parenting her. Akari calls them mom and dad though).

Youngest and the smartest of the group (difference of 1 month between her and Kojima).

Kuina taught her martial arts, and how to be humble, while Chishiya on the other hand taught her about medical stuff and other stuff.

She does volunteering. Especially at the orphanage she was moved at before, to help others that were less lucky than her. Also helped Kuina in taking care of her (Kuina's) mother.

Wears little braids in her hair. Kuina taught her how to do them as a child.

Ironically, she's also the shortest of the group.

Tsuki Niragi (♧)

Daughter of Suguru Niragi

19 y.o.

Oldest of the three (difference of 7 months between her and Kojima)

Her mother passed away while giving birth. It was hard for Niragi in the first years, but he got help from Usagi, Kuina, Arisu and the others

Highschool senior

Although she inherited her father's eyesight, when playing sports like archery, she wears contact lenses instead of glasses.

In her free time, she helps her dad in making backgrounds/bgm for his games. As a hobby, she plays electric guitar

Gives zero fucks when it comes to people commenting about her but would throw hands everytime someone talks shit about her friends and close ones.

Usually wears fake piercings (left nostril and snake bites). The only real ones are at her ears (4 on each) and a belly button one she got at 16 during a trip at a beach resort (Niragi wasn't so happy about it tho)

Danma Naoki (♤) & Danma Nara (♤)

Nephews of Danma Takeru

19 y.o. (Nara is older that Naoki by 3 minutes)

Their father, aka Hatter's brother told them about him when they were younger, but they never got to know him since he died in the comet crash.

While Naoki is more reckless than his sister, he's still the protective one between them.

Before arriving in the Borderlands, Nara and Naoki were known for their talents when it comes to art/dance (Naoki draws while Nara is the one who dances)

Highschool seniors (same class as Tsuki)

They're really close to Tsuki. They've been knowing each other since kindergarten. Especially Naoki (they're teasing each other a lot. And they also have nicknames for each other).

They formed a campsite not long after arriving at the Borderlands. Something like The Beach, except the numerous hook-ups and the building is somewhat smaller.

An Misato (◇)

Son of An Rizuna

19 y.o.

Part of Nara and Naoki's campsite. Also is one of the people with most braincells between them.

He's pretty much vibing around when he's not in a game.

Also knows medicine stuff (he treats the twins when they're injured after coming back from a game)

Although he may look cold, he's actually nice when you get to know him.

Done with everyone's bullshit on a daily basis.

Misato, Kiro and Akari stick together pretty much. A genius trio, you may call it

Tall. AF.

Yamato Isamu (♧)

20 y.o.

Isamu grew up in a normal family. One day both of his parents died in a car accident on their way home. Isamu has 2 little siblings, twins. He raised them by himself many years.

College student, but had a lot of part time jobs before the Borderlands.

Radiates golden retriever energy, but would still beat ass if provoked

Lowkey a himbo

♤ . ♡ . ◇ . ♧ . ♤ . ♡ . ◇ . ♧

DISCLAIMER

This story is a collab with @a-simp-20 (as also mentioned on wattpad). Characters like Tsuki, Nara and Naoki are from @maliceinborderland's story, From Here, to the Moon and Back, and Kojima is a character of Alice on Border Road. The others are original characters.

also on wattpad

tags: @maliceinborderland @aceofspadegrass @a-simp-20 @kittyoverraven @alisblackgf @nettlewillow @chishiya-of-diamonds

#aib fanfic #alice in borderland #Alice In Borderland: The Next Generation

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maya-malfoy1012 · 2 years

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So... Episode 3 of The Devil Judge... let's get into it! I wrote a page of notes, this episode had a lot to offer. But before we get into it, let's just recap on the ending of episode 2... cauuussseeee

I was watching the UST confrontation, thinking they were going to bang against the windows. I'm minding my own business, just admiring the cinematography - as they had bisexual lighting throughout -

(I can only watch it in the worst quality lol)

Then shit blew up! And they're saving each other like all angsty vampy boyfriends do.

(he should have carried him bridal style... just sayin')

Then we get into episode 3. Which has all of the marks of every Forced Proximity Yaoi story ever! Even includes non-consensual touching and one character (usually the younger) not being allowed to leave or move around their surroundings freely... which is... fun. "It's not like I want to do it" sure, Jan. (also, they keep mentioning their age gap, I think they're into it.....)

This leads to Gaon's Belle arc of discovering what's in the west wing. (The house's decor is super... not my taste). The Nanny/mother step-in character reminds me of Bae Hae Sun's character in Hotel De Luna (Choi Seo Hee). Daddy Bandit is super possessive over his new twink, even going as far as almost shouting "ARE YOU DATING?" to Soo Hyun. super suss. Sun A thinks she's hot. She really had her "step on me, Mummy" glow up and I respect that. Kyung Hee is surrounded by idiotic men BUT that does lead us to her house which is Han Ki Hwan's house!!! I was so happy when I saw it then I felt so sad because... it's where the rich boys go to get emotionally (sometimes physically) abused by their parent. This house is also featured in Stranger and every time there was a scene in THE living room, I kept saying out loud: "that's where Han Joo Won got his heart broken" or "some very sad things happened here" or "NOOO joo won... DONG SIIIIIKKK"... I am pathetic and annoying. (Also, I think the derelict sight is the same location where they shot Lee Sang Yeob's death scene) I will say I like the way TDJ is handling the dystopia themes. It feels very realistic and it isn't too glamourised, which a lot of movies/TV shows do. So, that's a really nice aspect of the show. The court scene is actually kind of funny (not in a bad way)

Trauma Bandit's backstory is definitely a child abuse 101 storyline, even includes a shitty reason for his awful treatment. (the dad is a right twat). I haven't paid too much attention to the older brother storyline but if he and Gaon are related, I'll be pissed. It's an odd thing to include considering Daddy Bandit and Gaon are going to fuck. There's no doubt in my mind that they're going to have sex. And even if we don't see it, it's still happening! Oh, and... just because you're traumatised, it doesn't give you the right to murder people, Daddy Bandit. Anyway, speak soon!! :)

[cue circus music]

episode 02 ending & episode 3. ah yes, the banes of my existence (:

I was watching the UST confrontation, thinking they were going to bang against the windows.

HELPP the UST was blasting through the roof. I honestly loved how they introduced two female leads, starting off with the implication that they're the very possible romantic counterparts and then dunked the whole show into homoerotism and UST.

just admiring the cinematography - as they had bisexual lighting throughout -

listen, the cinematography? it was out of the fucking world. honestly perspective changes, camera tilts that captures imbalance (whether emotional or power) and the f r a m e s. honestly so capturing.

the b i s e x u a l l i g h t i n g (screams)

(I can only watch it in the worst quality lol)

oof help is it netflix 😭

Then shit blew up! And they're saving each other like all angsty vampy boyfriends do.

KJERDXEFKDCX ANGSTY VAMPY BOYFRIENDS Yohan looks very much like some modern Count Dracula --its the bow me thinks

(he should have carried him bridal style... just sayin')

dsjksjdjk perhaps because gaon's taller than him and trauma bandit's but a smol man

Which has all of the marks of every Forced Proximity Yaoi story ever!

the way i did not realise that until now. ohmygod

Even includes non-consensual touching and one character (usually the younger) not being allowed to leave or move around their surroundings freely... which is... fun.

I also do think that the Nurse/Patient trope (which I'm basing off of Back to The Future, but for all I know could be absolutely rare af) is depicted here. Usually in the trope, the nurse and patient are shown to be more susceptible to have feelings due to sympathy and forced proximity (+ if the patient has some incredibly heroic/awing reason for being injured). I think Beauty and the Beast, you've mentioned Gaon's Bella Arc, also features the nurse/patient trope when the Prince/Beast gets attacked trying to save Bella from the wolves.

It is interesting though, that it should be Gaon who's injured and nursed back to life when we have Yohan, who's the primary choice for the Beast/Prince.

(also, they keep mentioning their age gap, I think they're into it.....)

at this point, watching TDJ is just a progression of kink reveals lmao

This leads to Gaon's Belle arc of discovering what's in the west wing. (The house's decor is super... not my taste).

Continuing from before, it's quite interesting that their dynamics are not set in stone. They frequently exchange roles, albeit most of the time it's not prominent.

Also, if we set apart the BATB trope, Gaon's totally the knight in shining armor even if Daddy Bandit denies it (the house.... it's something alright)

The Nanny/mother step-in character reminds me of Bae Hae Sun's character in Hotel De Luna (Choi Seo Hee).

ah i havent really watched Hotel De Luna, i'm putting it off becuz i heard that there's some real sad stuff but I can see the similarities in their character presentation

Daddy Bandit is super possessive over his new twink, even going as far as almost shouting "ARE YOU DATING?" to Soo Hyun. super suss.

my dude's just totally in over his head thinking he's very chill but just a walking talking emotional disaster

on a serious note though, i think he's more than aware of soohyun's friendship with gaon and it was a deliberate poke to dissuade her (or perhaps, in an emotionally/possessive sense to sting her?)

Sun A thinks she's hot. She really had her "step on me, Mummy" glow up and I respect that.

Jung Sun Ah is just a total badass and if I ever meet her I would run far far away 😂

...her house which is Han Ki Hwan's house!!! I was so happy when I saw it then I felt so sad because... it's where the rich boys go to get emotionally (sometimes physically) abused by their parent.

WAIT HELP I DID NOT NOTICE THAT IREFDJKSDJK tbf i was more focused in practicing imaginary archery on han kihwan

"that's where Han Joo Won got his heart broken" or "some very sad things happened here" or "NOOO joo won... DONG SIIIIIKKK"... I am pathetic and annoying.

EJDKEISDJK LMAO "some very sad things happened here" -- some miserable real estate agent of an haunted house, probably

"I am pathetic and annoying" ah yes the self realisation /t no but i have had this same exact thought when i paused the show for the zillionth time to explain the significance of the fucking rain to my friend

Also, I think the derelict sight is the same location where they shot Lee Sang Yeob's death scene

oooh interesting, i wonder how many shooting locations BE and TDJ share hmm

I will say I like the way TDJ is handling the dystopia themes. It feels very realistic and it isn't too glamourised, which a lot of movies/TV shows do. So, that's a really nice aspect of the show.

right?? i honestly adore that it's pretty much covering the escalating socio-political and economic crisis under the dystopian theme? it also feels very much a commentary on the contemporary issues of the world. along with that, in episode one there's a shot with the word "utopia" that reminded me of this book (i haven't read it but i know of the premise) "The Ones Who Walk Away From Omelas". It talks of an utopian society that has built itself upon the suffering of a single child. For the society to prosper the child must be suffer. To my knowledge, the Snowpiercer (the film) and BTS's "Spring Day" are based on it thematically.

The court scene is actually kind of funny (not in a bad way)

yeah no i fucking cackled at that scene

Trauma Bandit's backstory is definitely a child abuse 101 storyline, even includes a shitty reason for his awful treatment. (the dad is a right twat)

the dad's a right bastard

but if he and Gaon are related, I'll be pissed.

Dude (gender neutral) I was flabbergasted when they went "Oh Yohan's big brother actually looks exactly like Gaon :D" like??? During Ep 1 flashbacks, I honestly expected them to go with an amnesiac route (where Gaon forgets about Yohan) or maybe "found comfort/helped each other during this tragedy for one day and then became nameless strangers again" route but noooo they had to go with the "ah yes this possible romantic option who is is identical to mc's brother" i blame the bloody censor

There's no doubt in my mind that they're going to have sex. And even if we don't see it, it's still happening!

there's so much off-screen gaps that the possibility of it not happening is lower than zero

Oh, and... just because you're traumatised, it doesn't give you the right to murder people, Daddy Bandit.

Man's just so morally tilted lmao, but ahem, I heard that you liked morally grey characters [blinks]

I really enjoyed this update heh, your brain is just. galaxy and i can't wait to see more of your thoughts hehe

#daddy bandit makes a return #beauty and the beast? nah its beast and the beast #beasts of different kinds are still beasts no?#act 3 scene 1 kim gaon the panic gay #ah they're so annoying #kim gaon #kang yohan #the devil judge

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Who has been the best influence on Lizzy in her life? Who is the worst?

1. Klaus (affectionate)

2. Klaus (derogatory)

No I tell you what, the whole Mikaelson Household as a military UNIT around this girl has been a very crucial influence on Lizzy's self esteem, her endurance, and her worldview. Moving as a collective entity much like the Addams family (snap snap), if one adult is daggered, the other one is f r e e. And a l l of them in one way or another has fed into raising this child to be so much stronger than she f e e l s in her darkest hour.

Aside from El Bastard Numero Uno, the headline figure for Better and Worse in Lizzy's life has been Rebekah. Lizzy's mom is strict, she tells her n o, and doesn't let her come with Elijah to watch scraps with Marcel in the Quarter. Boo. The wooden spoon is the reason Lizzy has A MODICUM OF SELF RESTRAINT. Not Klaus. The Spoon.

But Rebekah?

Lets not fucking forget she pioneered feminism before it was even CONCEIVED. Well behaved women seldom make history.

Lizzy has watched her talk back, snap necks, cash cheques, wear the pants, get advanced, do her dance, and fuck right the hell off on her own agenda for all of three minutes between the door and the dagger straight into the coffin. A nightmare of an influence on a little girl who was supposed to learn not to BITE. The girl who loved too hard. Lizzy learned to argue from her auntie.

Klaus is a problem for several reasons, but half of those are because if he sees fit, Lizzy's ego will absolutely go completely fucking unchecked. As long as the act is justified or entertaining, Lizzy could probably massacre a whole t o w n and Klaus would get on his sacrifice altar and tell people to fuck off and let her express her creativity. Which? Has since confused her because sometimes the same massacre is n o t okay when he's not in the mood for it.

If you want to talk about really- the b e s t influence, we're going to look at Stefan Salvatore, right there in tandem with Elijah.

He probably has one of the most m e a s u r e d and considerate approaches? To influencing Lizzy's lifestyle, and her frame of m i n d. I think he's been an absolute breathe of fresh air in the way he reaches out to her with a calm and gentle demeanor, and he makes the compassionate angle look inviting rather than exhausting. Lizzy could see herself be kind to people in the Stefan way without throwing UP, which is new, given that she used to be allergic to saying the word SORRY. Elijah is remarkably similar, he's such a graceful and immovable force, that can take the most frantic of storms and s o o t h e them, and command a r o o m. Or a Quarter. There's something of Elijah in Lizzy's stage presence.

More recently Katherine has managed to invite Lizzy into this world of more humble stances, taking great care to appreciate the little things in life that she never really got to touch on in a mansion run like a palace. Lizzy has absolutely adored discovering her Bulgarian roots, and that sort of human softness has really resonated with her.

Last but not LEAST but also least because it's Damon, DAMON.

Lizzy's exposure to Dad isn't nearly as full on as it is with Katherine and Stefan, and we don't actually DISCLOSE how much time she's quietly spent having a heart to heart with him, because it would RUIN THEIR IMAGE. But he's something of a grounding reality check.

While everyone else is very rigid and caught in their personal journey through life, Damon has this way of cutting through the curtains and smoke screens, and giving Lizzy an objective overview of w h a t the problem really looks like.

That's not to say he doesn't twist it!

Of course he does, he's got more opinions than a... thing with a lot of opinions.

But he's v e r y good at chopping up a confusing situation into smaller pieces, and laying them out on the table for Lizzy to r e a l l y have a good look at. And he really might be one of the very few who wants to see Lizzy take the steps h e r s e l f. Because what does it matter to him, which direction she chooses? It seems that as long as the result doesn't directly impact h i m, she's allowed to go her own w a y.

And more often than not he has a habit of saying the thing she was thinking, out l o u d. It's how she really trusts that she's h i s.

Lizzy's List Of Honorable Mentions:

Snoop Dogg, he told her once that in this industry you have to watch what you tell people, watch your words, don't say a damn thing publically when you're heated. Shut the fuck up and sit down and write it in a draft first before you set fire to your career. He pops into her head every time she wants to f i g h t.

Nero, her pet Scorpion, taught her that no matter how big and scary the animal looks, it will probably like treats. See: Klaus.

Nugget, of course has taught Lizzy about responsibility and unconditional love! You know, it doesn't matter how hard she's crying, he doesn't walk a w a y. The man's committed.

Jeremy Gilbert, is the first b o y she really got emotionally close to, and has taught her how she wants to handle the relationship landscape, because she hasn't been cornered, controlled, or restricted. Her little self assured personality really doubled when he took a shine to it.

Courtney Lawrence, the Patsy Stone to her Eddie Monsoon. If there was a drug, she fed it to her and said IT'S FINE SWEETIE IT'S ALL THE LATEST. If there was a party to sneak out to, she's driving the c a r. Her Yes-Woman.

Lizzy takes little things from every single person in her l i f e. There is nothing she is not willing to learn, and she's adapting and changing herself c o n s t a n t l y.

#the wooden spoon in the kitchen scares lizzy more than a wolf bite thanks for coming to my ted talk

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hightidelowmood · 2 years

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Blindspot season 3

OK OK OK I have returned back to this 10/10 show and hello!!! EPISODE 15 LETS GO

I like Keaton... why oh why do I like this grub???? and the chemistry between him and Zapata?? they're a great team. I love the dynamic so much! Zapata's 'I am at capacity at keeping secrets' is literally hot. I love when she throws down back at Keaton hahahaha

I can really understand why Avery continues to push away from Jane especially because Jane continues to try and pull her into the storm. Not that Avery shouldn't be part of all of this, but I can understand her adversion to thinking her own father is capable of all the terrible things they continue to push at her!

eeeeeEeeeEeEeEep I still think Roman is... hot. The turmoil he feels about loosing Blake is very, very interesting. I like that he has all of these romantic feelings. His character development is so great to watch.

UGH ok Jane has just woken from her slumber to a sound... and wtf is Kade doing back here. "I'm not going to kill you.. I need your help" bitch why should she help you???? also her husband is going to bash him surely??? Kade's an idiot to be completely honest, Jane and Kurt have no problem going for the kill shot LOL they will literally murder without thinking HAHAHAH ooooft, CIA totally stuffed everything for Kade... interesting. Of course he wants a new deal what a headache.

HAHAHAHA of course Keaton is freaked out that sand storm has been found what a great moment in Blindspot hahahaha and of course Jane trusts Kade's word for it, there is another bad terrifying bad dude loose in NYC, love this for us. OH OH OH Crawford is involved!

200 million... for Blake back?? I am looking forward to seeing how they're going to get their children back. OoOoO they're being kept in a night club... god Roman's accent is H O T anyway, he is the only person talking sense. He doesn't want to start a gang war... but I am surprised that Crawford agreed with his business buddy over Roman??? especially because Roman is clearly educated and cares for his daughter? i n t e r e s t i n g

OoOoFT Keaton and Zapata is so hot... why are they so attractive? they are currently arguing over what they'll be doing with Kade. when they fight its full of vibesssss anyway, Keaton being honest and telling Zapata what's happening with Kade's husband.

Anyway, we are back with Jane and Kade interacting and I love how truthful Jane is. She is so sincere when she tells the people from her past.

Oh there's a building rade happening tonight?!!??! Kade just dropped the beans!!! yay, wonder how many headshots there will be by the team??? lets go lets go!!

FFS what is wrong with Crawford??? why isn't he listening to Roman? I don't understand why Crawford isn't listening? oh of course Roman is going in to get Blake. Boy oh boy, he has it bA A A a a a a a d, I adore this side of Roman SO MUCH!

Oh god Kade is seeing his son :( I am crying, this is sooo sad. His son started crying, AWWW get me a big big big tissue and a bottle of wine because I feel too emo for Kade and the situation he has put himself in at the expense of his family. What an idiot but also... circumstances hey??? I wonder if Kade holds back knowing his son doesn't recognise him anymore?

ANYWAY, Avery is baaaack and she wants to know what her dad did on his past life and I still wonder what angle she has... does she actually want to know? Does she even care???

Oh!! Kade is going to share his knowledge! ~how interesting, he doesn't know what's going on but he does know who the bad lady is... who is the bad person I wonder...? is it someone they know? Quinn BONITA?!?! who are you?!?? so you're a bad bitch? Why are CIA bad guys always wearing army pants and tight shirts and OH MY GOD THEY JUST got to a hotel and she's locked down the hotel and shot someone in the head??? why is Quinn going rogue??? oh because her husband was killed how awful :( this poor woman

Quinn is about to attack the CIA with full rights because her son was killed and wasn't at all rescued, you can't really blame her especially if Keaton is the piece of shit poster guy for them. Anyway oh my god the undercover office is at a research university "Belmore" uni!! oh that's so interesting!! the outpost, they've found it! how interesting!

OH MY GOD, THE CIA BIG WIG!!! HE WAS IN CHARGE IN ALIAS TOO!!! HOLY SHIT!?!?!?!? WHY DOES THIS ACTOR PLAY ALL THE BAD GUY LEADERS?!?!? LOVE THAT SO MUCH!! anyway, sorry I am totally fan girling right now... Robert, the director you're living your best life... how interesting. ANYWAY, holy shit we've got two bloody hectic storylines happening... now we've shifted to Europe and Roman is saving Blake's ass right now.

Let me take three guesses here and say that Blake survives this ordeal. OH OH OH Crawfords business partner set this whole thing up?? how interesting!?!??

OH ok oh oh oh my god Quinn's terrorists just literally shot another agent in the face. ~this is deep right now Quinn, she's right this will not bring her husband back and I can kind of understand the whole thing. Oh so Keaton is a hero then?!?!??! head shot... 4 now. 4 people have been shot in the head so far! hahahahahah + the ones Roman shot... that's 8 people HA HA HA HA HA

Interesting.......... dID i miss something? Did Roman set this shit up??? did he set up the whole thing???

Anyway, wow Keaton is a piece of shit for not upholding the bargain with Kade. That is terrible, I hope that Zapata makes sure he gets free. She shouldnt have to lie directly to Kade. Kade shouldn't be treated in this way, it's wrong and I think Z knows that too. I hope Z comes clean. OH she didn't have to come clean, Zapata looked like a big ass liar anyway!!

Oh sis... Zapata you big piece of shit

OH OH OH OH OH OH OH OH O H ROMAN IS UNCOVERING THIS SHIT HAHAHAHAHA of course Crawford set this shit up ahahahhaa I actually thought it may have been Roman lol anyway, wow Roman.. why are you so clever. What a terrible father to Blake but Roman... you clever clever boy. Crawford is going to try and kill Roman I think??? i think that's where we're heading...? OH CRAWFORD Poisoned him/?!?!?!?!? hahahahaha I jdore crawford 'messing' with Roman but Roman is a nasty piece of shit right back don't mess with him bby crawford.

AWWW ZAPATA AND EDGAR GUYS she's still so but hurt with Reade and I need to know if they end up being endgame?!!? please tell me they do I'll be pissed if they don't end up being end game. That chemistry is still hot too??? there's so much hurt and loss there, so much tension.

AWWW AVERY has come full circle and realised the truth about her dad, she now knows her dad was a murderer and how heart breaking :( I dislike that she now knows he didn't choose her. That is so awful :( I wish that Jane didn't tell her! Was it really necessary?

#blindspot #blindspot spoilers season 3 #blingspot spoilers #lets goooo #and another episode bites the dust #APOLOGIES FOR THE TYPOS

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Idk if this is possible or not or if you've done it already but could you list all the rainbow references in the show?

Haha- talk about pandora’s box. Sure, personally i think the rainbows have multiple meanings -3 meanings to to be exact

1) Rainbows being associated with psychics + Will’s powers plot twist

*We see in the stranger thing novel 'suspicious minds' when overusing powers you may hallucinate rainbows (which are also associated with the void/ monsters in the series) .

Terry: “Spots bloomed behind her eyelids. Every color … as the sunlight turned to rainbows” ( p44-45), “streaks of rainbow appeared (p47)”,“The rainbow stayed with Terry for a long while, but eventually it faded and in its place: darkness. A pit.”(p. 48).

Alice (who sees visions of the future) : “Snarling, snapping monsters,RAINBOW LIGHTS playing in the air around them” (p. 121).

cough Will being in the upsidedown/being chased by “monsters”. And Joyce communicating with Will via “rainbow lights.”

The rainbow room (from s2) also has a rainbow on the door- according to the novel kali drew that rainbow. Similar to Will's rainbow drawing. Kali in the book also creates a rainbow allusion with sunflowers (Terry ref).

Kali: “field of yellow sunflowers grew up around them. A rainbow arcing over the golden tops.” (p. 139). “He noticed she’d drawn up there, a rainbow with her colored pencils. Maybe he’d suggest that for the playroom” (the rainbow room we see in s2) (p. 298)

I also already talked about how Terry saying "breath, sunflower, rainbow " is actually a reference to s1 Will- here (in link including pic of Will and Terry being told to “breath”.

*El in s3 also thinks of papa, her mother , and the rainbow room- cause she sees a cereal box with a rainbow (on it).

Dustin and susie sing a song from the film adaption of the book "never ending story". Which indicates how Will is subconsciously creating the supernatural creatures & people in the series . Before they sing, we also see susie is next to a ‘wizard of oz’ posters & she reads & talks to Dustin about the book "wizard of earthsea'. 2 of the 3 examples have rainbow-related songs (in their film adaptions) & all 3 hint at Will’s powers.

* wizard of earthsea:

It’s about a pre-teen wizard named Ged who has a bowl cut (Will) who casts a powerful spell, but the spell goes awry and instead he releases a shadow creature (by opening a portal between the living & dead- Will is a zombie boy remember?)! The new Archmage, Gensher, describes the shadow as an ancient evil that wishes to possess Ged. But the ‘shadow’ turns out to be a representation of the darkest aspects of his personality. It’ only when he calls the shadow monster by his own name “Ged”(cough mf=will the wise) does the monster stop acting out. The only way to save the world is for ged to then merge with the shadow(and for Ged to accept himself-and “become whole”).This also reminds me of the “Jungian shadow”

* never ending story:

Bastian ( who has a bowl cut- and is from single parent house hold) subconsciously creates a fantasy world being over run by darkness (symbolizing the loss of hope and dreams). One of the characters he creates is Atreyu (El). Atreyu ( was the child deemed the ‘chosen one). “Atreyu is knocked into the sea of possibilities. There he wakes on the shore of abandoned ruins. And Gmorick (mindflayer) then latches his jaws onto Atreyu’s (El’s) leg.”Pretty much what happened to El.”The Empress in the story later tells Atreyu, that despite being told he was the chosen one (he never was). And that it was always Bastian (Will) who was the chosen one-since his imagination created Fantasia (so he’s the only way to stop the darkness from over -running it).”

Will has mental health issues and accidentally writes a “story” about the shadow monster (reflecting his tra*ma). Bastian is depressed (over his parent) and subconsciously creates a story about darkness over-running everything. Like how Hopper describes his depression- like a black hole.

song Dustin & Susie sing:

“Written on the pages is the answer to a never ending story” (cough the books susie referenced - are explaining the answer to what’s causing the mindflayer/upsidedown/the lab...this story )

“DREAM a dream. And what you DREAM will be” ( Will’s imagination making his nightmares come true)

“Rhymes that keep their secrets Will unfold behind the clouds.And there upon a RAINBOW Is the answer to a never ending story.”

(the lyric “rhymes that keep their SECRETS” purposely pans to Will both times the song is sung). Because the ‘SECRET’ is -he’s causing everything. And thus he’s the only way to stop it- or they’ll all be stuck in a never-ending story. The only way to stop it is for Will to face his shadow/the mindflayer (aka the other Will) who is always shown within the STORM CLOUDS . Will needs to create a RAINBOW (out of those storm clouds). Like rainbows that show up AFTER a storm.He’d do this by accepting himself , his tra*ma/mental health relating to his dad, and or his gay identity- then the story will be able to end.Dustin even says “ defeat his RAINBOW of DARKNESS” (and later says a “rainbow is the answer ”(to the story). st book:”The RAINBOW stayed with Terry for a long while, but eventually it faded and in its place: DARKNESS. A pit.”AKA: Will has to face his symbolic darkness and the storm/and than create a rainbow from it- for the story to end...

When Dustin says ‘rainbow of darkness’ he talks about my little pony- where one of their friends became a dragon. in d&d wizards can become dragons &Bastian also summons a dragon with his imagination powers in ‘never ending story’. And Will is associated with dragons: s1he has dragon comic & drawing, s2 Will has dragon poster in his room + watches his friends play dragon game. And again... dungeons & dragons.

Also tw for s.a/parental ab*se (so skip to ‘wizard of oz’ if you prefer ). In the 4th book of wizard of Eathsea (20 years after the original, where ged was the protagonist). The new main protagonist - was r*ped and burned by her father as a child (and in the sequel she became a dragon as a form of empowerment ). which goes with my lonnie theory-sadly.

*wizard of oz:

it’s about a Dorothy creating a mythical world based on people she both likes and dislikes . Dorothy sings in the movie a song about a ‘RAINBOW’ and references ‘DREAMS’ coming true in a mythical land -much like the ‘never ending story’ song (referencing “rainbows”/”dreams” coming to life).

“There's a land that I heard of once in a lullaby Somewhere over the RAINBOW, Skies are blue, And the DREAMS that you dare to dream, really do come true...”

We see in s1 Hopper cop-partner calls the lab “emerald city”. Murray in s2 says people “don’t want to look behind the curtain” (to see what’s causing the supernatural -in the film what was literally behind the curtain was a wizard-cough like Will). We also have -lion, tiger, and bear stuffed animals (as a ‘lion, and tigers, and bears-oh my!’ quote )from the film. And David harbor (Hopper) when referencing the s4 rainbow room (quotes the song) and he also quotes a speech from Dorothy-when posting about the cabin the mindflayer destroyed.

2) Rainbow cups (hinting at Lonnie’s return)

We see 2 rainbow cups in the series.

in s2) when Mike & Will are sitting together & saying they’re “crazy together” . This cup next to them says “happy birthday” in rainbow. Later that season- they talk about Will’s birthday-rainbow drawing, Mike&Will meeting & Lonnie leaving. And in s2, we also see in Will’s room a card that says “sorry, I forgot your birthday”(most likely from Lonnie). So both Lonnie & Mike are associated with Will’s bday.

in s3) We see a woman yell “I don’t want her in my house!” (while she sits next to a rainbow cup). reminiscent of Joyce saying to Lonnie “get out of my house”. We also know there are rumors s4 takes place during Will’s birthday & Lonnie’s actor may have been spotted on set. Along with the fact (it’s pretty much confirmed) Mike will be visiting the Byers in s4. However, the woman (next to the rainbow cup) also says “2 visitor only. 2!″

THE 2 VISITORS ARE MIKE &LONNIE (for Will’s b day).

Also, in s3, when El is drinking from cup- she sees a rainbow. And what’s the first word she thinks of? “Papa.”

so rainbow+cup= shitty dads (lonnie & brenner) probably returning

*And of course if that’s the case -Lonnie (the same guy who called Will h*mophobic sl*rs) will not be supportive of Mike & Will’s “friendship”. And will not be nice to Mike (to say the least). Like... imagine Hopper in s3 - but we know he’s not bluffing and the audience won’t have the option to take it as a joke... and yes the s4 movies hint at that...

3) gay symbolism

First we have Mike wheeler. He in s1 has rainbows sheets, rainbow bedroom blinds , and in his basement there’s a heart propelled by a rainbow. This is like how in s3 Mike kisses El and there is a drawing that says "Mike'. And on the drawing is a heart propelled by a rainbow. I already explained how its symbolic of him trying to be straight/fighting his feelings for Will, but wherever he goes a rainbow still follows (even when he tries being romantic with El). He’s trying to hide his “rainbow heart” by dating El- why in s3 (the rainbow-heart in his basement) mysteriously disappeared from his room (but a similar symbol follows Mike even when he kisses El).

Even in s2 when talking about Will (in the AV tech room): Mike is placed in the center of 2 objects : an object with 11 on it & on the right a rainbow apple (this apple is supposed to be an ode to the gay father of computers- but also about the forbidden apple). Hinting at the love triangle of Mike (with El/Will). PLUS, in the ST book ‘worlds turned upsidedown’ they literally show Mike in the AV room- and put the caption “FALLING IN LOVE- with tech” (and placed rainbow flags next to the caption). And of course we have Mike & Will pose next to the rainbow apple- in the AV room.

We also see when Mike and Will says they’re “crazy together” (aka LOVE-as Flo stated) and they’re next to a rainbow cup that says Happy birthday .

And later that season they ref the rainbow ship Will drew for his birthday-which Joyce was "proud" of. And while dancing with a girl (Will according to the script was looking at Mike instead of her) . That girl is wearing a rainbow heart hair pin. This is essentially a parallel to Mike . Will (next to a rainbow heart) is dancing with a girl, but is secretly thinking of Mike. Mike (next to a rainbow heart) is kissing el but secretly thinking of Will (and immediately goes on a movie double date with Will after this). The lyrics of both these scenes indicate they're not happy pretending to be straight. The lyrics for Will are "every smile you fake". And Mike while kissing el is "just a little uncertainty can bring you down" (and during this lyric is when El puts her hands on him-and he removes her hands from him *aka he’s not as confident in the relationship as he pretends to be.

We see in s4 bts that the rainbow heart hair pin (worn by the girl Will dances with) is also worn by nancy while standing next to Robin (who is gay). So being near a ‘rainbow-heart’ is prob a hint a character is gay. Aka robin & Will & Mike.

tumblr user “awhstrangerthings” pointed out the nancy -hair clip detail.

In s1 when troy is calling Will h*mophobic sl*rs (in front of Mike) he wears a rainbow shirt. And max while often critiquing m*leven (in s3) (to Mike) often wears rainbow shirts. I talked about how I thought Troy and max subconsciously remind Mike he isn't straight - so they're associated with the rainbow iconography-post here. Like we see Max with rainbow sheets (like Mike) and than she immediately talks to him on the phone. I mean she could be queer- but I lean to that theory at the moment.

The whole being near rainbows when associating with a queer character makes sense (it’s like a ‘gay-dar”). Similar to Nancy’s hair clip when being near Robin/ that Girl having the same rainbow hair clip when dancing with Will. If we assume this theory than see a pattern with other characters (when speaking about/being near queer coded characters)....

it’s similar to how : When lucas (via subtext) criticizes m*leven- he is also next to a rainbow (in Erica's room). I explained here- why it’s about m*leven.

or when Jonathan says he’s going to hang out with Will (it’s near a rainbow).

This Jonathan moment -Is similar to when Steve ( who has a rainbow bandaid-from the Byers’ house) calls Mike “Nancy” (which is slang for a gay guy)

*another addition: you see in the comments of this post ghostgirlsatin mentioned Dart has a rainbow blanket. But, I noticed a couple of other things.

notice Dustin says "we have to talk- its about my friend ,Will". As Dustin is near rainbow lights and a rainbow bed sheet. Like how

A) rainbows are associated with the supernatural creatures + Will

B) rainbow lights associated with Will

C) rainbows near straight characters when talking about /near queer characters... similar to how Jonathan is near a rainbow when talking about Will

*also can’t tell if that is a ‘rainbow ship’ poster?

We also see Erica has a sunflower & rainbow drawing in her room... at the moment not sure if its just a random easteregg , foreshadowing something supernatural we're not aware of yet? or just for the m*leven diss?

(although given the fact i think some characters were created by Will- and given all the Max &Billy/Will & jonathan parallels ... the rainbow stuff may be a hint Will created them? I mean they even made a Troy comic just to show his dad is a bully.) But, at the moment, i still lean to (some) characters having rainbow iconography because they’re referring to/are near a queer character.

#will byers #byler #mike wheeler #dustin henderson #el hopper #lucas sinclair #max mayfield #steve harrington #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #jonathan byers #jim hopper #joyce byers #stranger things #stanger things theory

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im-in-love-with-pizza-bites · 3 years

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Best Parts Of Him

Sebastian Stan X Daughter!Reader

Summary: As time goes by he wants you to know that he'll be with you wherever you go, you'll always be his baby girl

Warnings: breakup, that's all I think.

Song: Best Parts of Me by Will Dempsey

A/n: The Romanian is from Google Translate it might not be right... If it isn't go ahead send me a message or an ask with the correct translation and I'll fix it thank you!

Princess is spelled prinţesă and dear/darling is dragă :)

I can still remember the first time I saw

Those brown eyes staring into mine

It was in that moment I felt a love

I never knew I would find

It's like God took my heart right out of my chest

Sebastian smiled down staring at your big doe eyes that were filled with so much innocence. He couldn't believe it, he was a dad. Not only a dad, but a dad to the most precious little thing he had ever seen. Wrapped in a pink hospital blanket, a tiny tuft of hair on your head, and most beautiful eyes he's ever seen.

"Oh bless you." He cooed as you let out a tiny sneeze. He was in love, you owned his heart now he swears. He's never loved anyone or anything as much as the little baby in his arms. "Aren't you just the most precious thing. I love you." He placed his lips onto your forehead before looking back at your face.

"I'm gonna teach you everything I know. And your gonna know Romanian. Asta e corect prinţesă." He finished in his mother tongue. (That's right princess)

And wrapped it all up in a little pink dress

And painted the most beautiful smile in the world

And topped it all of it with brown hair and curls

The day he made my baby girl

Sebastian took a deep breath before knocking on the door holding the sunflowers in front of him. He could hear giggling from the other side of the door before it was opened.

You were in your room with your grandmother before you heard the doorbell. You looked up at your grandma smiling.

"Go on." She urged. You went running out of the room giggling once you made it to the living room. Opening the door you saw your dad holding a bouquet of sunflowers.

"Yes daddy!!" You jumped up and down smiling. He chuckled.

"Prinţesă, can I take you to the daddy daughter dance?" He asked kneeling to look 6 year old you in the eye. He couldn't help but hope you'd always be this tiny little girl. His little princess.

"These are for you dragă."

"Thank you."

'Cause the best parts of me were given to you

And I hope that all of your dreams come true

And as time goes by

I want you to know that I'll be with you wherever you go

You'll always be my baby girl

"And the winner is-" You crossed your fingers and looked down at your dad who was sat in the audience. "Y/n Stan, with her dance act!" The principal announced. You smiled stepping forward.

"Here's your prize." The drama teacher came onto the stage with the prize, it was a fifty dollar toys R us gift card.

You found your way in the lobby of your school looking for your dad. He was stood next to your grandparents, holding a bouquet of flowers. You smiled hugging him.

"I won." You said proudly.

"Good job dragă."

She's as sweet as the syrup

She dripped on her dress

Won't leave the house if her hair is a mess

"Daad! It looks terrible I can't go to school like this." You said motioning to the lopsided braids.

"Hey little missy I'm trying my best." He said. "It does look pretty bad though doesn't it?"

"Yeah it does. Just pull it back up in pony tail daddy." You grumbled crossing your arms.

"How about pig tails?"

"Fine just get them even." You sassed. He gasped.

"Hey sassy mcsass I'll leave your hair like this."

"Sorry dad." You leaned up placing a kiss on his cheek.

"That's what I thought."

You should see her dancing when she thinks she's alone

Or the snap she sends me from her mama's phone

And I've made so many mistakes in my life

At least I did one thing right, my baby girl

Sebastian did his best to hold in his laughter as he watched you belting out to music. Doing a funny dance, holding you hairbrush like a microphone. He pulled his phone out and began filming.

"You held me down, but I got up already brushing off the dust." You sang along. "You hear my voice, you hear that sound."

"Like thunder, gonna shake the ground." Sebastian joined. You screamed turning around dropping the hair brush. "You held me down, but I got up." He motioned for you to keep singing. You smiled joining in.

"Get ready 'cause I've had enough, I see it all, I see it now."

"I got the eye of the tiger, a fighter, dancing through the fire, 'cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar." You two sang together. "Louder, louder than a lion, 'cause I am a champion, and you're gonna hear me roar."

'Cause the best parts of me were given to you

And I hope that all your dreams come true

And as time goes by

I want you to know that I'll that I'll be with you wherever you go

You'll always be my baby girl

A scream was heard through the penthouse. Sebastian jumped to his feet running out of his office toward the sound. Almost falling a few times before he made it to the living room, more importantly by the door. He sees you a big smile on your face, hugging a piece of paper to your chest other mail scattered on the floor around your feet. He immediately felt relief seeing you okay.

"What happened?" He asked walking closer careful to not step on the other mail.

"I got in!" You said looking at him with such joy he has never seen before.

"In what?" He smiled.

I got in my dream school!!!" You exclaimed. He gasped hugging you.

"I'm so proud of you!" He said. His baby girl all grown up, leaving for college this summer.

There'll be some hard times you'll face in this life

Just say the word and I'm by your side

And all those bandaids and heartbreaks and days that go wrong

You'll never face them alone

Sebastian was confused, you had been away at college for about three months, it was November now. He wasn't expecting you to come home until Thanksgiving, but you called him told him you'd be home for the weekend and staying during Thanksgiving break. He didn't know why though. You told him you were having a Friendsgiving with your roommate and some other friends you made at college this weekend then you'd start heading down the next morning. Though you called him Friday and told him you were on your way. So Saturday morning he was up and watching for you to get there.

"Dad?" You hollered walking into the penthouse. He came around the corner frowning when he saw you. What looked like dried tears on your cheeks and his old college hoodie you stole from him when you were 7, a clear sign you were sad.

"Dragă? What happened?" He immediately brought you into a hug. You broke, you tried all night to stay strong but here you were. You never could stay strong around your dad.

"H-he broke up with me." You choked out. He knew who you were talking about, your boyfriend Kevin. You and Kevin had been dating during senior year of high school and decided to try to take a chance at long distance.

"Oh prinţesă." He mumbled.

"He met someone new!" You cried. "I wasn't good enough."

"Hey. No, you don't talk about yourself like that." He pulled away putting his hands on your shoulders. "Ești perfect, frumos, nu vorbești rău despre tine! A intelege?" You knew he was serious when he broke out the Romanian. It was rare for him to talk to you in Romanian, it was more common for you two to talk to your grandmother in Romanian but it was only pulled out for you when you were in trouble. (You are perfect, beautiful, you don't speak ill of yourself! Understand?)

"da tată." You responded hugging him again. Your dad always could make you feel better. (Yes dad)

'Cause those best parts of me

Will never leave you

Wherever you go

Whatever you do

And if there comes a time

When I'm not around

You know where I'll be found

My baby girl

My baby girl, oh

A/n: I love this song, I found it on tiktok and think it's beautiful. Also, I think I perfected the songfic? With it in bold and italic while also indented. What do you think?

#Spotify #teen!reader #x daughter!reader #x teen!reader #daughter!reader #sebasstan #sebastian stan x teen!reader #sebastian stan #sebastian stan x daughter!reader #sexy seabass #mcu #bucky barnes #sebastian stan fanfiction #sebastian stan fluff #sebastian stan fandom #sebastian stan fic #songfic

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lesbianbuck-archived · 3 years

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EVAN BUCKLEY WEEK DAY THREE - “I NEED YOU TO TRUST ME” + HURT

He had posted the pictures on Facebook. He had been expecting the phone call. He just hadn’t thought it would come in the middle of dinner with Bobby and Athena while Eddie and Christopher are there with him.

Buck excuses himself from the table and walks out into the backyard, sliding the door shut behind him. He holds his phone up to his ear. “Hi, mom.”

“Evan, what is this?”

Buck sighs. Proposing to Eddie had been the easiest decision he’s ever made, even though he had been terrified to actually do it. He had known the shit storm from his parents was going to come as soon as he put the pictures up online, but he’s decided that he’s done living his life in fear of what other people might think. It just hurts a little more when the judgement is coming from the people who raised him.

Well, that might be an overstatement. They were at least in the same house.

“I thought the pictures made it pretty clear,” Buck replies, faintly hearing the door slide open and shut behind him and feeling a hand on the small of his back soon after. Eddie. “I’m engaged.”

“To a man, Evan. I mean, is this some kind of cruel joke?”

Eddie inhales sharp and angry next to him, no doubt able to hear his mother through the phone. They share a look before Buck answers. “No, mom. Why would I post something like that as a joke?”

“Why would you post it at all? You don’t need that kind of attention, all those people looking into our lives—”

“I’m pretty sure it’s my life, not yours.” And just like he had in Maddie and Chim’s kitchen, Buck feels like a twelve-year-old again, fighting to deserve a place in the family. A place that had existed once, but not for him. He feels a little braver this time though. He attributes it to the gentle way that Eddie’s hand is keeping him steady. “I’m thirty-one. I’m more than capable of making my own decisions.”

“That’s clearly not true if these are the ones you’re making. Evan, we didn’t even know you were seeing anyone, and now you’re deciding to get married out of nowhere? You have no idea how big of a commitment—”

“I’ve been in love with him for almost five years, mom,” Buck retaliates, and he can’t help the soft way that he says it. He looks over at Eddie and he’s looking at Buck in slight disbelief. Buck assumes that Eddie had guessed that, but Buck has never confirmed it out loud. “It’s not out of nowhere.”

There’s silence on the line for a moment. “We didn’t know.”

The lights click off in the dining room as he shuffles from foot to foot. “That was on purpose. Because I knew you would react exactly like this.”

“And what’s wrong with that?” His mom sounds like she always does, like she can’t believe she could ever be in the wrong about anything. It makes Buck want to crawl into himself and hide as much as it did when he was a kid. “We’re worried about you. You don’t call, you don’t text, and you don’t ever come home for the holidays. What kind of parents do you think that makes us look like?”

Buck holds himself back from being brutally honest in his answer, instead reaching out and holding onto Eddie’s bicep for dear life. “You’re not worried about me. If you were, you would have come to the hospital when I almost died. Twice.”

Eddie whispers next to him. “Buck, you don’t have to have this conversation if you don’t want to. You can hang up.”

Buck shakes his head. He’s not going to win this conversation, but he’s at least going to say his piece. “Listen, mom. I forgave you and dad for the way you treated me growing up. I’m trying to move past the way you hurt me and do better, and it’s working. And sure, part of it is therapy, but another big part of it is Eddie. I need you to trust me and my ability to make decisions for myself, so if you want a place in my life, then you have to be okay with Eddie having a place in it too.”

“Evan—”

“It’s Buck.”

His mother sighs through the phone. “Buck. This… this man, you’re sure you’re ready to commit the rest of your life to him?”

“His name is Eddie,” Buck seethes, gripping Eddie’s arm harder. “And yes, I know, and I’m sure. I’ve never been surer about anything.”

“A marriage takes work, you know.”

“It’s not work to me. Not if it’s him.” His mother doesn’t respond to that, but he hears Eddie’s breath stutter. Buck slides his hand down and Eddie moves his off Buck’s back so they can push their fingers together. “I gotta go. I’m in the middle of dinner with Bobby and Athena, and I’d like to get back to it if you don’t mind.”

A beat of silence. “I just hope you aren’t making a mistake.”

Buck hangs up.

He stares down at his phone in his hand, the screen dark. “Love you too,” he mutters sarcastically.

Eddie turns to him and places his palm on Buck’s cheek, rubbing his thumb soothingly against his cheekbone. “Well, it could have been worse. You spoke very highly though, which I appreciate.”

Buck huffs a breath out. “Well you won’t do it yourself, so I have to do it for you.”

Buck isn’t really expecting it when Eddie leans in and kisses him softly, lingering until Buck feels the itch under his skin he didn’t even realize was there dissipating. When Eddie pulls back, his eyes are shining. “Kinda wish you would have mentioned my stellar ass, though.”

“You’re right, maybe that would have changed her mind.”

The sliding glass door opens and Athena calls out to them. “You boys still hungry? Dinner is cold now, but dessert just finished up if you want to come inside.”

Eddie laughs as Buck tugs him back into the house for dessert, and yeah, Buck never doubted for a second that this man is it for him. Bobby calls Eddie and Christopher into the kitchen to help serve dessert and Athena pulls him aside. “You okay, Buckaroo? I know your family can be frustrating.”

He looks at Athena with her casual concern, at Bobby who is staring at the both of them from over the kitchen island with worry and love on his face, at Eddie who somehow got chocolate frosting on his nose and is making goofy faces at his son. At their son, soon.

“Yeah, I’m okay,” he says, and for once he means it. “I’ve got my real family right here.”

#ew2021 #evanweek2021 #buddie #buddie fic #911 fic #911 fox #evan buckley #eddie diaz #siren scribes

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fantastic-bby · 3 years

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SKZ vs. their crush

Pairing: Gender neutral Reader x Member

Word count: 3.9k

Genre: Fluff

Summary: It’s just them crushing on you

Warnings: -

Masterlist

A/n: I tried a different format this time and used bullet points rather than just making it like a full story since my brain was going crazy when I wrote this. Let me know which format you prefer and maybe I might incorporate both bullet points and the essay ones since I actually quite enjoy writing using both.

Chan

You guys only met because you knew Jeongin

The tiny babie brought you to meet his friends

Chan was smitten when he first met you

He thought you were so pretty when he saw you following behind Jeongin

“Innie,”

“Yeah?”

“Who is that?”

He wants Jeongin to introduce you two

Sensing the vibes, the maknae is more than happy to introduce you two

if he was being honest, he already knew Chan would pretty much fall in love with you immediately

Chan’s flustered when he introduces himself to you

He’s almost blubbering all over the place

You find it kinda cute but he’s scared you found him really weird

He tries to steal little moments to be with you

Like ‘accidentally’ bumping into you in the hallway

Or how he just so happens to walk into Jeongin’s room when you’re on a call with him

Or how he just so happens to be lingering around the flea market nearby your college campus

Chan takes care of you without even realising it

If you bump into each other he asks whether you’ve eaten or how your day is

He loves the way you seem to parent his friends like he does

“Jisung, put the knife down. You’re going to hurt somebody”

“Hehe, make me”

“PUT IT DOWN 〴⋋_⋌〵”

Chan’s surprised he listens to you

He loves how everyone only seems to listen if you’re the one talking too

If you’re hanging out with them at the dorms and Chan can’t seem to control everyone, you just step in

“Guys, please”

And suddenly the chaos has calmed down

Chan finds it amazing

Everyone just… stops when you ask them to

You find it amusing

It’s like watching a single dad trying to control his seven wild sons

He chases after Felix around the dorm a lot because he’s usually done something weird with Minho and Jisung

He manages to get your number using an excuse of needing you to calm down the boys

“Please… they don’t listen sometimes”

Jeongin finds reasons to push you two together

“Yay! You guys made—oH nO I ComPleTeLy foRgoT!!”

Leaves the two of you alone

He honestly just thinks you two should get together and so does the rest of the group

So they find excuses to get you two alone together

But your relationship takes f o r e v e r

Only because Chan wants to be absolutely certain that he likes you

He doesn’t want to commit to someone he’s worried he’s not sure of yet

Slowly but surely, he starts to ease into the relationship

He sends you music he thinks you’ll like

Eventually he’ll start sending you his own music

He only confesses when he’s absolutely sure he’s pretty much falling in love with you

The way he does it just wins your heart immediately if you weren’t already as whipped for him as he was

He writes a song for you (´༎ຶ ͜ʖ ༎ຶ `)♡

Minho

Bumped into you at a dance studio he goes to often

He thinks your dancing is amazing

At first he doesn’t want to bother you

But then he’s all like “heyyyy I’m Minho”

And you’re pretty much taken away by how gorgeous the man is

Minho wouldn’t be too flustered

He would keep his cool around you

Doesn’t mean he wouldn’t try to impress you with his sexy dance moves

Tries to win your heart the romantic way which doesn’t work because half the time you’re too busy dancing to actually realise he’s trying to flirt with you

“Hey, baby ;)”

“Huh?”

“Nothing”

Wonders whether he should just make a dedicated advance towards you

He likes your humour

It’s similar to his

You both just laugh at really weird stuff together

When you share your numbers, he sends you weird videos that he thinks you’ll like

Minho’s not much of a texter, but when you do get a message from him, it’s either something he’s really excited about or something really weird

Only realises he’s actually crushing on you when Changbin points it out

“Why are you so nice to them”

“Who?”

“(Y/n)”

Then Minho realises that he really likes you

Starts slowly working harder to win your heart

Helps you with your dancing

“Your body looks a bit stiff”

Buys you lunch

“I got you the lunch box from 7 11”

It’s always something you end up liking if you hadn’t tried it before

Buys you drinks from the vending machine

“What is this???”

It looks like a double shot coffee

“Energy?”

Minho doesn’t know either but you both drink it anyway

And end up being at the studio until 3 a.m. because you’re both so hyped with caffeine

Offers to walk you home if it’s getting late

“It’s not safe on your own”

“Minho, I’ll be fineeeee”

Doesn’t take no for an answer and forces you to let him

His advances work

You’re pretty much whipped for him by the time he confesses

Which Minho does by buying you flowers and bringing it to the studio

Changbin

You work at the music shop that he goes to often

When he’s browsing the CD’s and the vinyls, he spots you at the counter

His heart almost explodes when he sees you

The first thing that caught his eye was the way you were dressed

Fits Changbin’s style

He’s nervous to approach you with the vinyl in his hand

Why was he so nervous?

Oh right, he was pretty much completely smitten by you

“Hi!”

He loves your voice even more

“H-Hey,”

Changbin’s so nervous

He likes your bracelets too

He thinks they’re really cool

He ends up coming back a lot and you wonder why this man needs so many CD’s and vinyls

Eventually, he builds up the courage to talk to you

Changbin comes by every once in a while just to say hi

Sometimes he just comes in to talk to you during your break

You tell him you’ve always wanted to try making music

He tells you he makes music

You’re all :0

Changbin tells you about it

And you get really interested in his music

He starts coming after your shift or during your break to play you his songs

He gets all uwu when he sees the way your eyes shine

You have him wrapped around your finger without even knowing it

Doesn’t admit that he’s pretty much whipped

Even though he visits you almost every other day

And how he buys you your favourite snacks

Or how he stays way longer than he expected to just bcs he’s talking to you

You’re just as whipped tbh

You love talking to Changbin

You like his music taste and he’s fun to be around

Confesses to you by taking you out on a date

He brings you to his studio

Shows you how he makes music

He finds it adorable how you’re so amazed by his equipment

So he teaches you whatever he can in the time you’re together

You both spend the evening just messing around

You make a short track that you’re sure sounds really off

Changbin reassures you that it’s nice

He teaches you how to layer the different tracks

And eventually teaches you how to edit them despite the few hours you have

You’re so excited

He smiles every time he looks at you

Bcs you’re so adorable he feels like he might burst

Confesses at the end of the night

“I like you a lot”

He blurts it out and it catches you slightly off guard

But you like him back so it’s fine

Ends up offering to take you to the studio anytime you’re both free

Hyunjin

Met you through Felix

Felix invited you to play a game with him and his friends

Hyunjin hears your voice the first time and he’s already curious

He thinks you’re really chill and he likes your vibe

You end up playing more games with them

He ends up wanting to get to know you more

The thing that honestly gets to him the most is the way you take every loss so lightheartedly

“There’s always another game”

You don’t rage or stress out over it

Over time, he starts spending one-on-one time with you

Until you’re both just doing literally anything else but gaming together

He denies them as dates whenever his friends ask, claiming that it’s just friend time

Until one night you’re both awake at four a.m. and talking about everything and anything

He likes the way you think

“Hyunjin, did you know that sometimes in movies, they use trash cans to replicate tiger roars”

“What???”

He likes how you’re joking talking about starting a revolution

He knows you won’t

“So, yeah, fuck capitalism!”

“Yeah!”

He loves the fact that you’re so open about what you think even if it’s something small or weird

“Mercy’s ass is so thick… for what reason…”

“She’s a video game character??”

“Felix, her ass is so thick, she could kill someone with it”

Hyunjin loves hearing you rant about your day

“And?? It’s so stupid!!”

“Calm down, (Y/n)”

“Don’t tell me to calm down, you egg!”

Hyunjin thinks you’re adorable when you’re all riled up

He finds it amusing because he likes hearing you talk

“You live there too?”

He didn’t expect to be so close to you

“Yeah, that’s how I met Felix”

He never realised you and Felix knew each other in real life

You spend more time together

Talking about whatever comes to mind until the dead of night

Sometimes you watch movies together

You stay away from horror movies because he doesn’t like it that much

But you’re always talking about something with him

The two of you are always the last to leave the call because you end up talking after games

Hyunjin asks you out without even realising it sounds like a date

“Is that a date??”

“Sure”

He didn’t even realise he asked you out until after he’s left the call

?!?!?!?!

Goes into panic mode

He just asked you out!!!!

Starts asking Felix about you

He laughs at Hyunjin but helps him anyway

Shows him what you look like on your Instagram

Hyunjin thinks you’re so pretty on your posts

When he sees you in person for the first time

He’s so taken away

You’re gorgeous

Whatever feeling he didn’t realise he had for you comes rushing in

Hyunjin loves your laugh

You spend the whole day together just walking around town

It’s nice to hear his voice when it isn’t coming out of your headphones

By the time the date’s over, Hyunjin wants more of you

So he tells you he wants to take you out again while he’s walking you home

You accept

He turns to you with a c: before asking if he can kiss you

Jisung

You’re a barista at the cafe nearby the JYPe building

Jisung was designated as the drink buyer that time by the rest of his group

If he was having trouble remembering all their orders before

He has even bigger trouble now when he sees you

YOU LOOK SO CUTE IN YOUR APRON

He freezes the moment he sees you at the cashier

“Hi! What would you like?”

Jisung’s eyes go ◑.◑

“Uhm… sir?”

“Sorry!”

He struggles to get his order out properly

But you’re patient with him and even though he barely knows you

He likes that you are

Jisung’s watching you the entire time you make his order

He can’t take his eyes off of you

You do notice it, but you find him adorable so you don’t say anything

He seems to be easily flustered

When you hand him his order, he’s still a blubbering mess

“T-Thank you…”

Your name tag says (Y/n)

So he thanks you using your name which you smile

“Have a great day!”

Jisung comes back the next day

He doesn’t even need any drinks, he just wants to see you again

When he does, he feels all fluttery on the inside

“Welcome back”

He orders a dark chocolate smoothie and an iced mocha for Minho

Minho would kill him if he found out Jisung went to the cafe without him

Jisung sits at an empty table and watches you again

The next day, the cycle repeats

And the day after that

Minho follows him at some point, wondering why Jisung seems to obsessed with the place

“Why do you like this place so much?”

“I DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT”

Something’s definitely up with him

Minho only finds out when he sees the way Jisung’s face seems to light up when he sees you

“You like the barista, don’t you”

“WHAT BARISTA ಠoಠ”

That’s all he needs to confirm it

Minho lets Jisung order, seeing just how excited and giddy he is when he’s talking to you

Jisung’s practically bouncing up and down while you talk to him

When they leave, Minho’s all up in it

“You really like them, huh”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about >:c”

Knowing Jisung, he wouldn’t do anything about it

So Minho takes it into his own hands to bring you two together

The group is having a mini event and they need someone to serve drinks

Who else to ask other than you?

Jisung’s eyes almost bulge out of his skull when he sees you because

What are you doing here????

He’s so nervous

Minho practically shoves him your way

Again, you find him so cute that you don’t even realise he’s practically dying to know you more

“Hi Jisung!”

You learned his name over the course of him constantly coming back and Jisung just loves hearing it from you

“Hi (Y/n)”

“I can’t make anything ice blended, but I can trade if for an iced dark chocolate”

“Okay!”

As long as you make it, he’ll take it

The event comes to an end but Jisung’s pretty much spent more time with you rather than his group mates

Even they’re amused by how into you he obviously is

“Hey Jisung”

You stop him before you leave and he’s immediately at your side

“Since you keep coming over, here’s my number”

◑.◑

“Give me a call before you come in so that I can have your drink ready for you to pick up”

He’s so happy :D

He sends you pictures of cute animals and random snippets of his music

Felix

Met you through League of Legends

You have good synergy so you became friends through that

At first, he only managed to play with you occasionally

When he’s able to, he notices how you always sound so bright

“Hi Felix!”

He likes playing with you

You’re laid-back

You don’t stress over losses too much

“Ah, what to do?”

But when you’re irritated, Felix finds it funny

“Fucking asshole!”

“You were in the way, (Y/n)”

“Shut the fuck up!”

You’re so funny to him

“Felix, don’t go into bush”

“I can bait them”

“DON’T”

His character dies

“Oops ( ͡° ͜V ͡°)”

“-`д´-”

You’re easy to game with and that’s what he admires the most right off the bat

You always seem to be up for games

Even when he’s not able to play, whenever he logs into Discord he sees you’re online

Wonders whether you sleep at all

“I don’t need sleep. I am gamerrrr. Gamers don’t sleep”

“Please sleep”

“Lix, sleep is for the weak and I’m not weak”

“You passed out last night in call”

Honestly slightly concerned for you

Overtime he realises that he really looks forward to games with you

Before Felix would just go to sleep after practice or shows

But he’ll start waiting to see if you’re up for even one game

Which you always are

Slowly starts spending time with you just talking

Eventually it leads to the both of you staying up until 5 a.m. laughing at really stupid memes

During the day when Felix can’t join call

He sends you funny tiktoks and memes

You appreciate it because you like him

But you don’t admit it because you’ve never met him in person before

Until you both find out that you live only a few hours away from him

Invites you down to Seoul to spend time with him

You’re nervous

Felix is nervous

He knows what you look like

You exchanged Snapchats and started streaking a while before

He sends you funny pictures of his members

You send him selfies with random filters

But nothing could prepare him for when you appear from around the corner

He sees you appear and he’s all (゜ロ゜)

Your photos don’t do your natural beauty any justice

Is a bit of a mess when you’re walking around together

Eventually loosens up around you

Compliments you a lot and it makes you blush

You spend the day just wandering around the place

Felix takes you to his favourite places and favourite cafes

He wants to share his favourite things with you

You find it endearing

Tries to make you laugh a lot because he’s just grown to really like the sound of your voice

Since you’ve spent most of your time talking over call

Felix just loves hearing your voice

When the day’s over

He asks for more nights that aren’t just filled with games because owo he wants to do more with you

Seungmin

Bumped into you at JYPe because you were visiting a friend

Hears you singing with Yeji and he immediately falls in love with your voice

He peeks into the dance studio to see the two of you just sitting on the floor together

There’s no music

It’s just the two of you singing together

Your voice makes him :D

Seungmin leaves the two of you bcs he doesn’t want to intrude

But he ends up seeing you more often

Turns out you’re in Seoul for a while so you’re spending quite some time with Yeji

He sees you in the hallways a lot

When you walk past each other, it’s always just a polite bow

You don’t really think much of Seungmin other than the fact that you think he’s pretty handsome

Yeji teases you for that

When you’re walking through the building to look for her

You hear someone singing in one of the rooms

You peek through the glass

It’s Seungmin!

ಠoಠ

And he’s so good

You listen from outside the door

You knew he was good since he was an idol

But you didn’t think that he was that good

You don’t even realise he’s done when the door swings open and you’re standing there

When Seungmin sees you, he realises you were most likely listening

Now you’re just staring at each other like

(ﾟωﾟ;)

Because now he knows you were listening

And now you know he knows

“Uhm…”

You’re embarrassed

You’re lucky Yeji pops from around the corner and your eyes plead for her to drag you away

Which she doesn’t

“Sunbaenim!”

“Hi Yeji”

“Have you met (Y/n) before?”

You actually want to tear her apart

“Not properly, no”

“Well... “

“WELL WOULD YOU LOOK AT THE TIME”

You drag her away before she can say anything else

The next time you see Seungmin

You pass by him in the hallway once again while you’re looking for Yeji

“(Y/n)”

ಠ_ಠ

“We keep passing each other but we’ve yet to actually meet each other properly”

“Haha…”

“I know you were listening the other day”

“Haaahhhhhhaaaa…”

“I don’t mind that you did.”

“Huh”

You’re actually bit surprised that he doesn’t mind

“I overheard you and Yeji singing the other day in the dance room”

༼ : ౦ ‸ ౦ : ༽

“You sing really beautifully, (Y/n)”

There’s an awkward wall that takes a while before you two actually break it down

But when you do

It’s almost like you visit the building to see Seungmin rather than Yeji

She doesn’t mind since she saw it coming

Doesn’t mean she can’t tease you about it

Seungmin looks forward to having lunch with you in the cafeteria

At this point, the staff don’t even question your now daily appearance

You end up falling for Seungmin way faster than you thought possible

The feeling’s mutual

He just likes everything about you

You’re so sweet

You’re also really caring

He notices that when you follow him to the practice room where Stray Kids are

Changbin trips over Hyunjin’s legs

You’re rushing over to help without any of them really realising it

He loves how nice your voice is too

“Can you sing for me?”

You’re shook

You wonder why he wants to hear your voice specifically

“Your voice is just really nice

He realises he really likes you when you briefly disturb their practice to give Seungmin lunch

He briefly mentioned that he forgot his wallet and his lunch

Since you aren’t an idol or staff

You had to use your own money in the cafeteria

Seungmin’s heart flips at the realisation

Ends up asking you out so that you don’t have to spend so much time inside the JYPe building all the time

Jeongin

Meets you through Changbin

You went to the same high school as him and you kinda just stuck around

Changbin brings you to the dorm bcs he borrowed a hoodie

The entire dorm greets you really brightly

Jeongin’s the only one just watching in awe

He’s so shy when you wave at him

Seungmin notices and raises a brow

“I-I’m Jeongin”

“Hi Jeongin! Changbin talks about you guys a lot”

He’s so nervous

He wants to know you more, but he also doesn’t want to make it obvious that he’s taking interest in you

The others don’t really notice because they’re too excited by the new person

Seungmin, on the other hand, tells Changbin about it

Changbin now makes it his mission to bring you two together

He brings you over to the dorm more often

Especially if Jeongin’s the only one home

“(Y/n), you’ve met Innie before right?”

You nod

Jeongin’s adorable

Changbin ends up bringing you over for movie nights

Now you’re just an honorary member of the group

Everyone else loves you

Jeongin always tries to sit next to you during movie nights

Especially if it’s a horror movie

When you get scared, you hug his arm and he likes that

Makes him feel like he’s able to protect you like a big strong man ᕙ(`▽´)ᕗ

You kinda like him too

So you test the waters around him

You start talking to him more since Changbin told you he’s really shy

Jeongin slowly eases into your company

It takes a bit of time, but he’s started getting more confident around you

You visit the dorm thinking Changbin’s there because he stole your favourite belt

When Jeongin opens the door he’s all :D but when you ask where his hyung is he goes D:

Tells you he’s not home but lets you in anyway

No one else is home except for Jeongin and Chan

So you sit in the living room with Innie

You start talking about random things

You end up talking about almost everything because it turns out that Changbin’s gone way longer than both of you thought

Chan eventually emerges from his bedroom and waves at you

He orders fried chicken for you guys

You and Jeongin continue talking while eating

Chan finds it super cute

Jeongin’s playful around you

But he doesn’t want to make himself appear immature

But you like when he’s being playful so you slowly ease him into being more comfortable

He still just wants to impress you so you like him back

Wait, when did he start liking you???

He realised it when you were over for a regular movie night

You fell asleep in his lap

Jeongin thought you were so cute

When you wake up he asks you out

You accept

He cuddles you for the rest of the night and asks you to spend the night at the dorm

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danioak7 · 3 years

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A Perfect Day

Heyo! This is Dani here! Finally posting one of my insert reader fanfics on here, and what could be a better way than to start with the first of 4 parts in my Jonathan Crane series! I’ll hopefully post up another random fanfic later on, but here’s part 1 of my A Perfect Life series. Hope you guys enjoy❤️

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“Johnny, c’mon! I’m sure your dad won’t mind.”

“I-I’m not sure, Y/N...”

She stopped running. She then turned to face him and grabbed his hands. She looked almost nervous. Her small problem was that she did this without thinking too much, and she never considered if Jonathan would be okay with this. She looked up into his eyes, and he could see her e/c eyes as clear as day. They were mesmerizing.

“Hey. If he gets you in trouble, I’ll be there to take the blame.”

“I-I don’t want you to do that. That doesn’t seem right.”

“I don’t care if it’s right; I’m not letting you be at fault for this. But if you don’t want to go...”

“N-No! No, I-I want to go. I really do, Y/N. Let’s just go.” If he was being honest, he really just wanted to spend more time with her. With her holding his hands, he felt safe. He wanted to be in a relationship with her so bad, but with his dad’s research picking up, he knew he couldn’t dare be with her. His father was already so hesitant about him going to school, so what would happen if he got a girlfriend?! But at this moment, he just wanted to be with Y/N. So that’s what he did; he stuck with Y/N.

“Really? O-Okay! Yeah! C’mon, it’s this way!” Y/N still held onto one of his hands as the pair raced from the front of the school towards the small town closest to the school. It wasn’t quite considered as being “in Gotham”, but it was a peaceful little town with a low crime rate, considering how heavy the crime was in the large neighbouring city. For a good bit, the teens were running. But Y/N eventually slowed down, because neither teen could successfully run very far. The entire time, Jonathan held her hand tightly. He was afraid that if he let go, then he’d lose her forever. They strolled through the small town just outside of Gotham, just enjoying each other’s company. She led him towards a pier, where there was a safety railing so people didn’t fall into the water. What she did next left Jonathan in awe...

She let go of his hand and ran up to the railing. She stood there holding onto it, and looking at the water and the sky with so much hope in her eyes. The wind blew lightly, and it softly lifted her h/l, h/c hair. Her skirt was blowing behind her in the wind, and her body language showed that she was at peace. The water in front of her was a deep, sparkling blue. The sky was filled with cotton candy shaped clouds, and was coloured a pale blue like the shirt he wore that day.

The breeze became a bit cold for her, so she shivered slightly. In an instant, Jonathan calmly took off his hoodie, walked towards her, and wrapped it around her. She was so grateful for the gesture. She even wrapped an arm around him, as she hoped he would stay beside her. He did indeed.

The pair started towards the open water ahead of them. It was such a calm time in both of their lives; it felt so weird, but in a good way. But the gears in Jonathan’s head were turning rapidly, just trying to figure out how to tell the sweet angelic girl beside him how he truly felt. To hell with what his dad thought; he wanted to be with her. And if that was the last thing that he would do, he’d be glad he did. Y/N on the other hand was in pure bliss. The boy she had fallen for all those years ago was in such close proximity to her, to the point where she could almost hear his heartbeat. She decided to lay her head on his shoulder, which startled the nervous boy.

“I’m sorry, Johnny! I didn’t mean to do anything wrong.”

“N-No! You’re good. Um, if you want to, you can put your head back there. I really liked it...”

“Oh, okay. I really liked it too.”

Once her head landed back on his shoulder, Jonathan pulled her slightly closer to him. His confidence had disappeared in an instant. But Y/N needed to say one more thing before they fell back to their comfortable silence:

“I’m so glad you’re here with me, Jonathan. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“M-Me too, Y/N. I think I’d be pretty lost.”

“You’d still be in the corner, alone at lunch,” the smaller one replied with a chuckle.

“That I would be. That I would be...” and with that, the pair fell back to their peaceful silence. But Jonathan’s head was still trying to figure out how on Earth he was gonna tell her that he felt all these feelings for her.

Bit by bit, his confidence came back. After a while, he did something that even took him by surprise: he lightly kissed Y/N’s forehead and muttered that he loves her. As soon as he did, his face turned an even darker shade of red (if it even could). Where did this come from?! He wasn’t even thinking straight. He started to panic, and wished he hadn’t said that out loud nor done anything at all. During his panic, the small girl looked up at him with large doe eyes.

“I-I’m sorry, Y/N. I-I don’t k-know what-“

“Shut up.”

“I- what?” That got his attention for sure.

“Shut up! You’re so nervous! Don’t be,” she lightly grabbed his chin so that he would look at her, and looked deep into his eyes. Her smile was huge, “because I love you too.”

His mind went blank. Absolutely blank. She loved him?! Oh god, his heart was soaring. He was on cloud 9. All his setbacks in this whole endeavour today had been because he was so nervous and stuck in his head. But all the things that led to something good were when he just shut off his mind, and followed his heart. So that’s what he did.

The lovestruck boy pulled the equally lovestruck girl closer to him, and repeatedly planted sweet kisses to her forehead. The pair were a smiling, blushing mess. But they didn’t care; they had each other. After the many kisses to her forehead, Jonathan mustered up the courage to plant a gentle kiss onto the beautiful girl’s lips. It was sweet and simple, that left the two of them wanting a little bit more. When the two teens pulled away, they instantly wrapped each other in a tight hug.

For Jonathan, he finally found someone to love him and not have the urge to use him for studying purposes. But for Y/N, she now had someone to call her own. She had always wanted someone who loves her unconditionally, and now she finally has that person: her best friend and now boyfriend, Jonathan Crane. And as they watched the cotton candy clouds shift and the sparkling water ripple, their souls intertwined. That single thing caused a symphony of endless love and adoration that rang through the air around them. No matter what would happen in the future, they’d face it together.

But that was all just a pleasant memory now. Now Jonathan sat in a cell in Arkham Asylum, with his back pressed against the wall and a photo in hand. He managed to sneak the photo in, and hide it any time someone came nearby. It was a photo that Y/N had taken that day: she held the camera in a selfie-like fashion, and it showed her with a giant smile. Jonathan was behind her, with his arms wrapped around her waist and his head on her shoulder. He looked so lovestruck in the photo. He still was to this day. The poor boy still twitched with fear as he sat, but that photo- no, the sight of Y/N kept him calm.

She never visited. It was as though he didn’t exist anymore. He would never know if she just didn’t want to come, or if there was something blocking her path. But as long as he had the photo in his hand, he believed he’d be alright. Maybe not today, but maybe tomorrow. Or the next day, even.

“If I could just take us back to those days. If I had one wish, then I could just do that. You used to brighten every empty space, and the words ‘I love you’ replaced any doubt I had. Maybe time wouldn’t try to erase you from my mind. If you could only know that I’d never let you go, Y/N.”

The guard heard Jonathan’s ramblings, and went to check on him. The scared boy saw the infamous scarecrow figure instead, looming over top of him. As soon as the guard got close, he saw the photo. He grabbed it out of Jonathan’s hand, and marched back outside. In Jonathan’s eyes, he saw the scarecrow figure that he hated wrenching his hand open. Then he finally saw the guard, who proceeded to take the photo from the helpless boy. And with that, all his hope disappeared, and he was left completely alone.

“A-And the words ‘I promise, I’ll be back. I’m not leaving you’ r-ring through my head. I-I m-miss y-you Y/N…”

The broken shell of a hopeless boy was all that was left in that cell. And from that point on, there were few words he actually said. All that came from him now were screams.

#gotham #jonathan crane #gotham jonathan crane #jonathan crane x reader #charlie tahan

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bigteefsmallbrain · 3 years

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General Soul Eater HCs please

Soul Eater: General headcanons

Death the Kid:

He’s an art critic

Hear me out

He is obsessed with symmetry, and loves the beauty in it

So when he sees something non-symmetrical, especially in art, he can’t help but to critique it

May go as far as to send a personal letter to the artist (If they’re alive) about how offensive it is that they created something so asymmetrical

If he can’t send a letter to the artist, he’ll send one to the owner/museum and request it be taken down, while listing reasons why it’s horrible.

Anything he writes has an even amount of letters and words

Be that his test answers

Essays

Letters

Diary entry

Speaking of diary entries, he definitely has one

But it’s actually just a catalogue of symmetrical things he’s seen

He puts photos into it and writes about how beautiful it was to see

He doesn’t care what it is much, just that it was beautiful

Meaning he takes photos of people too

Which can be unnerving at times

He’s probably taken a photography class before, or at the very least is self taught

Literally has a photo album of things he views are beautiful, but non symmetrical and he would die if anyone found it

Like a particular sunset with uneven hills

Or a flower with one too many petals

Definitely has an 8 ball, not a magic one, just an 8 ball, it’s placed on a velvet pillow in his room and he frequently polishes it

Elizabeth Thompson:

Makes several backup plans as a way to cope

Especially after dealing with an experience with a ghost

She has notebooks full of them, labeled and detailed

At one point she started putting them in alphabetical order but stopped immediately when she realized Kid’s perfectionist habits were rubbing off on her

She practices acting in the mirror

Usually so she can charm a man into dating her

But also to con people

She used to be a “Street rat” and that thought of ending up on the streets again constantly plagues her mind

She takes full advantage of the “Rich life”

Shopping sprees

Quality makeup

Salons and spa days

The works

She lets Patty’s thought that she knows everything get to her head

The fact alone that her sister believes in her that much is enough to make her a bit egotistical

And Patty’s admiration for the girl makes it ten times worse

She literally doesn’t care if she ends up being wrong because she’ll just be right next time anyways

So stubborn in that aspect

Patricia Thompson:

She likes dark humor

You can’t convince me otherwise, you actually can’t, I have evidence

She made an origami Giraffe, and broke its neck

Laughed when Kid said he “wants to die”

She literally pokes him with a stick when he’s depressed

She likes dark humor, and probably looks up jokes to tell others just for kicks

She’s secretly sadistic, and likes scaring her sister and others

She may act naïve and innocent, but she is anything but

She definitely has, more than once, banged on Liz’s door at 3AM just to hear her sister squeal like a little girl

Honestly, she probably purposefully gets their pose wrong, just to see her sisters annoyance and laugh when Kid gets smacked

She likes origami

Probably first got into it because of the paper ninja stars

Then just found it relaxing

She most likely makes the ninja stars mostly, and keeps a box of her origami creations somewhere

Has in the past, and will not hesitate to do so again, beat someone up for kicks or just to destress

Patty has two faces, the childlike innocent one, and the insane anger one

So it’s not too far fetched to say that she’ll hide her anger till she can corner someone alone and beat them up

Or that she gets bored and decides to do so

I wouldn’t be too surprised if her sister occasionally joined as well

Maka Albarn:

She’s a Harry Potter nerd and you can’t convince me otherwise

She loves the concept of magic

Loves the dynamic between Ron and Hermione, though feels a bit of Deja vu thinking about it

Probably used to write fanfiction, but in a way that made it seem like it was actually part of the story

She will hit you if you mention it

Definitely the type to compare books to their movie counterparts

Not in like, a critic way, but she will definitely rant about the differences, or how a character looks exactly like she imagined, or if they didn’t put in a particular scene she liked in the book

Forces Soul into movie nights, but it’s only the movie counterparts to her books

I can see her forcing everyone into a group study session

Be super organized about it, and setting it up in a way so that no one can refuse

She probably has specific ways for everyone to study

Like having Black☆Star work out while studying so he retains the knowledge better

Or setting up the session in a symmetrical way so Kid doesn’t freak out about it

She writes letters to her mom, as a coping mechanism for when her emotions get to be a little too much

Like when she’s having a bad day

Or if she’s particularly peeved at something Soul did

She writes a lot more letters when it comes around the time of her mom's birthday or death anniversary

She likes the thought of an old timey romance, and often listens to songs that give off that kind of feel

She really likes “It’s Been a Long, Long Time”, it’s one of her favorites

She also likes the old Disney songs, like “Once Upon a Dream” and “So This Is Love”

She would be so embarrassed if anyone found out though, especially if it was her dad or Soul

She isn’t quite sure why she’s so worried about Soul finding out though

Speaking of, she half realizes, half doesn’t with anyone's romantic feelings, including her own

She’ll fantasize about getting a love letter or having someone present her with a bouquet of roses

But if it actually happens she’s like “Oh, thanks friend!”

She knows the behaviors, she just can’t put two and two together

They would have to be extremely blunt, no over dramatic confession, just “I’m in love with you and want to be romantically involved with you”

She reads dictionaries for fun

She really likes to read out of date dictionaries, just to see what words and slang existed back then

She also highlights words she likes and uses them frequently on accident

She has most definitely yelled “I have cupid’s kettlebells*! I’m not flat!” at Soul before

Soul Evans:

Bottles. Up. His. Emotions.

He’s influenced by “toxic masculinity” and fully believes that being vulnerable in a serious way “isn’t cool”

He will bottle everything up so deep down inside that it seems impossible for it to surface

Feelings of inferiority to others? Bottled

Want to cry or break down? Nope, gotta be cool

Started crying in front of someone and can’t stop? He’s not crying, you’re clearly blind

Speaking of crying, once he starts, and I mean genuinely starts, it’s so hard to get him to calm down, and even then the tears don’t stop

Sometimes he’ll start to freak out and send himself into a panic attack because the tears just won’t stop

He’s that influenced by the thought of being vulnerable

On a lighter note, he does adore playing the piano, but the only person he’ll play for is Maka

He swears it’s not favoritism, and it’s partially true, but favoritism does play a large role in it

He frequently drags Maka to his room to show her a new piece he put together

And if he notices her feeling a little down that day, he’ll start playing a song that he knows she likes

He definitely knows about her love for old timey romance songs and is very embarrassed to admit a lot of the pieces he constructs are based off of that

The walls are p a p e r t h i n , he can hear her music through the walls

He secretly finds it adorable when he catches her listening to it because she’ll be dancing around to it

He also frequently finds himself thinking about those moments

He’s the stereotype that parents tell little girls about, with how boys will bully their crush

He’s a lot more playful and easy going, but still teases Maka, so much

Unlike Maka, he’s fully aware of his feelings, and acknowledges them, but bottles it up, only letting himself entertain the thought every once in a while

He jabs at Maka’s lack of “Cupids Kettlebells” as a way to try and ensure she won’t fall for him, because he doesn’t know what he’ll do if she does

He reads the same dictionaries that Maka does, not for fun, but so he can know just what the actual h e l l she’s saying

More than once he’s had to look up a particular word or phrase online because he can’t find it in the dictionary

“What the hell? It’s an old Victorian saying!? Where does she keep finding this stuff!?”

Subconsciously, as time goes on, he starts using old phrases as well, he was so embarrassed the first time he got caught saying “Keep your idle daddles* off of her!” when defending someone from a perv.

Black☆Star:

Is so unbelievably selfish with food

It’s not even funny

He will stab someone if they reach for his food

He surprisingly eats healthy most of the time though?

Says something like “I have to otherwise I’ll never surpass the gods!”

The only person who could ever p o s s i b l y steal his food is Tsubaki, but even that’s pushing it

He has the weirdest dreams, and I mean weird

Dreams like being turned into a potato and being cooked, mashed, and devoured by Tsubaki herself

He didn’t talk to her for a week after that dream, and refused to eat potatoes for a full year because “You never know if it could be a person turned into a potato!”

He was also very offended when Tsubaki ate potatoes during that time period

He takes things very literally

Like up above, if someone does something in a dream, he acts like it was real

Or if someone makes a joke about fighting, he will drag them outside to fight

He’s secretly scared of Tsubaki

But it’s for literally the stupidest reason

And he fully believes that because of it she could fight god and win

She used to have a pet cockroach

One of the flying ones

And he is so unbelievably scared of them, because for some reason they just don’t die, and they have w i n g s

So the fact she owned one as a pet scares him so bad even though it was literally for only a week

He has a soft spot for children

He doesn’t really know why

He just does

Is secretly really good with kids

Literally the definition of dad material

He has his flaws but still

Little kids are the only people who could steal his food and get away with it

Every. Time. and it makes the others so mad

Tsubaki Nakatsukasa:

What can I say, she’s perfect

She probably receives love letters

Reads them over when she’s feeling sad

Likes to keep them in a shoebox she painted

She definitely paints to unwind and relax

Likes to go outside and paint the sunrise/sunset

Takes note of beautiful scenery so she can come back in her free time and paint it

She probably draws/sketches too

Carries a sketchbook with her

More than likely has drawn Black☆Star doing something

Like napping or training

She’d never show him though, too scared of inflating his ego or giving him the wrong idea

Stress bakes/cooks

We know she cooks

Liz took advantage of it and pretended Tsubaki’s cooking was her own

So we know she does

Sometimes painting/drawing doesn’t cut it

So she heads to the kitchen and bakes away her worries and unwinds

The main reason Tsubaki would possibly be spared from Black☆Star’s stabbing habit with food is because she cooks all the meals

She makes sure everyone is comfortable around her

She’ll go as far as to learn someone's customs and practice cooking their unique cuisine just to make sure that they feel comfortable and safe in her presence

She radiates mom friend energy

She’s perfect mom material, perfect wife material, perfect in general honestly

*Cupid's Kettlebells is a old term for a woman's bust

*Idle daddles is a old term for hands

I Hope you like these general headcanons for the main seven! You didn’t say which characters you’d like to see, so I played it safe by putting the main characters! Thank you for the ask!

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