#obviously I didn't and whoever sent this ask knows who they are but yeah

[thankskenpenders]

As I'm sure many of you are already aware, Did You Know Gaming (who have been doing some really great investigative work lately) recently put out a video on canceled Sonic games. The whole thing's worth a watch, but I have to bring it up here specifically because they talk about the plans for Sonic Chronicles 2 with a LOT of new info directly from the lead designer.

The section on how the story of Sonic Chronicles 2 would have went starts at 9:45. It's very interesting! He outlines the whole plot, including the fact that they were going to end with ANOTHER obvious plot hook for a sequel in the hopes that they or some other studio could keep the Sonic Chronicles series going indefinitely. Sonic Team even claimed they were interested in using Chronicles characters like Shade in other games. It's crazy to imagine a timeline where this might have become a pillar of the franchise.

I refuse to mourn the loss of the sequel, though, because y'all saw me stream the original. It was miserable. And with the original game selling and reviewing decently well, they would have had little reason to go back to the drawing board and overhaul that game's bizarrely hateful design.

Of course, DYKG also had to talk about the reason why the game was canceled. I was dreading this because of how often people tend to get the basic facts of the Penders cases wrong or downplay the obvious Archie Knuckles inspiration in Chronicles. But no, they did their homework! And they got the details right in part because, well... they asked Penders for comment directly. And he sent them back a MASSIVE wall of text about the whole ordeal, including some fascinating details that I don't believe I've heard before!

You can go to 15:19 in the video and scrub through to read the many, MANY screencaps of their emails from Ken, but here are the most interesting and/or hilarious tidbits to me:

#1: Perjury!

As we already knew, Ken claimed that the incomplete, photocopied contract Archie presented in court was a forgery, and that he had never signed a work for hire contract.

The judge obviously knew that one side had to be lying here, and thus was more than willing to present the case to a jury to let them decide the truth... and send whoever was deemed the liar to jail for perjury. (The judge apparently looked Ken directly in the eye when he said this, which... well, make of that what you will.)

Archie's lawyers knew that they didn't have a completely airtight case and obviously did not want to go to jail. So they decided to settle instead of going to trial in front of a jury.

(I will reiterate that Archie's arguments not working out is overall a GOOD thing, because we really do not want to set a legal precedent where corporations can "lose" a contract for a creator, make up a story about what was on the contract, and then have that hold up in court. They gotta get that shit in writing. And they didn't. They fucked up!)

#2: Sega was threatening to revoke the Sonic license!

As we knew, Sega wanted nothing to do with the comic copyright lawsuit. To them, it was Archie's job as licensee to deal with their freelancers. (Y'all watch Succession? You know how Logan loves lackeys who will eat shit for him without him having to even hear about the problem? Yeah.) And, in fact, according to Ken, Sega gave Archie an ultimatum: if they wanted their license to make Sonic comics renewed, they were gonna have to deal with Ken on their own, and cover all the costs.

Yeah, uh, this kinda makes me think that Sega being pissed about the ongoing Scott Fulop copyright case in 2016 may have been a bigger factor in Archie Sonic's cancellation than I previously thought. There was a lot going on at the time that could have contributed, but, y'know.

Anyway, Archie sued Ken for "damaging their business" largely because Sega was threatening to take away the Sonic IP. But because Archie couldn't ask Sega for help and they couldn't produce an original contract, they had to settle.

There's another detail I find funny here, though. Ken WANTED Sega to get involved in the comic copyright case, thinking that Sega would strongarm Archie into paying him the millions of dollars he wanted for "using his work without permission" so that they could be done with it. I mean, sure. I guess Sega wouldn't have cared about Archie's finances, but still. I'm not so sure that would've worked out for him.

#3: Shade!

Yes, Penders still claims he legally owns Shade, and under advice from his lawyer still intends to put out an NFT of her to put his claim to the test. Yes, it's incredible that he still hasn't put out the damn NFT. It only needs to be one image, which he already drew! The market has collapsed!

Anyway, building an argument off the legal concept of estoppel, he says that if Sega continues to not do anything about his claims that he owns Shade then, in the eyes of the court, they'll be forfeiting their claims to Shade altogether. But they aren't going to do anything because they never wanted any part in the copyright battles in the first place, and to them Chronicles is a long dead asset not worth fighting over. Why bother trying to use Shade again and giving Ken a reason to take them back to court when they can just move on? It's not like this franchise is short on characters. And so Ken can say that Shade and Julie-Su are literally the same character, and if he owns Julie-Su then therefore he also owns Shade.

Our copyright system is, indeed, a nightmare. Chronicles should have been halfway to the public domain by now.

#4: Sega's oversight on the Archie comics!

Ken says that in his first year on the series Sega only requested some dialogue changes here and there through the editor. They never requested huge script changes, and also never spoke to Ken directly. After that first year, they stopped asking for dialogue changes altogether, and Ken "had a free hand to do pretty much whatever he wanted." Yeah, no surprise there.

He does, however, say that Archie's original deal with Sega stated that they weren't allowed to create ANY new Sonic characters without informing Sega. They would've needed to make a contract every single time to get Sega's approval and make it absolutely crystal clear that Sega owned the whole cast. And then Archie just... didn't do that! And didn't tell any of the freelance creatives not to come up with new characters! Had Archie followed this rule, the trajectory of the comics would have been completely different, but there also never would've been a copyright battle in the first place.

What a shitshow. Truly.

#tkp post

[zurdurer]

I haven't posted about him in too long but I keep thinking about him so more corruption avatar oc talk

Oh yeah I've settled on the name Nathaniel (Nate) Coates

Obviously being covered in barnacles isn't the easiest to hide, right? So Nate tries to keep them covered for as long as possible

He wears a turtleneck under his coat (thank goodness its cold at sea) as well as keeping his hair long. On ships where people mainly keep to themselves hes less bothered about this and will avoid the turtle neck where possible - it's itchy and tugs on his barnacles!!

If someone clocks onto the barnacles though there are obviously actions he has to take, can't have word spread about his 'condition'.

Barnacles are nasty creatures, they get in, fill and consume the crevices and holes of not only boats and rocks, but living tissue. They're incredibly parasitic. Naturally with the ability to create/ spread these barnacles quickly, you're going to use them to make sure whoever will let the word slip stop in their tracks. It's a horrible way to go honestly, incredibly scary.

Of course, sometimes Nate's a bit late to act on these folk who know a bit too much, didn't notice the uncomfortable and poorly hidden glances at him to try and work out just how much of him was infested by the crustaceans. In these cases where word has spread, he can absolutely TRY to fight the rumours but when people start to notice something's wrong, it can be difficult to get them to stop. There have been multiple occasions where he has just been straight up thrown overboard. He never bothers taking out an entire crew, there's a much more effective fear he can utilise by being thrown overboard. Coates only stays on the deck for comfort reasons, staying stuck to the side of a ship for months, sometimes years, is incredibly uncomfortable. The crew will most likely start noticing the barnacles now, forming in clusters in unnatural areas of the ship. Their fear of sinking, the leaks, whatever they had just sent to it's supposed death , of what caused this all to transpire - it feeds the corruption a very very hearty meal.

Yeah soo urh please if anyone reads all of this ask me abt my guy

He's so silly and I need to talk abt him

#corruption avatar #tma #tma oc #my art #my oc #PLEASEE ASK ME ABT HIM HES MY SILLY GUY #HES SO PATHETIC PLEASEEE #zag's art

[playertwotails]

hello, i saw an ask were someone asked you if you thought tails ever attempted to find his parents and it made me wonder if you ever thought of a scenario were tails father had no idea he even existed or he was led to believe by tails mother that she gave him away and he couldn't find him?

Okay I read when you sent it and been thinking about this one for the whole time. Sorry for the late reply but my sister had her baby so things have been busy.

But moving on from personal stuff, I love this idea but I'm gonna take it a step darker....what if Tails' mother told his father that Tails tragically died.

So going into my take of an AU for this here and it's gonna be long so putting it under the cut

So what if Tails' mother was actually from an influential family or something or they both are. But image is VERY important to her. So when she had Tails with his two...well..tails she was immediately not okay with this cause (spongebob mocking voice) "whAt WoulD oThEr peOpLe tHInK." So Tails' mom starts-a-plotting.

So while Tails is still a baby or like at least like a one year old, she goes on a trip with just her and Tails. So during this "trip" she tragically "loses" Tails and she goes crying home that he died in like a storm or an Eggman attack or something. In reality she legit just left him in a random forest on West Side Island.

So without a body Tails' father looks for him but tiny little guy in a big world and his mom purposely telling him the wrong area means 0% chance of finding baby Tails.

Years then go by and Tails and Sonic start gaining notoriety for their shenanigans and their adventures get back to Tails' parents sphere of influence.

Now obviously they can't 100% confirm that this Tails is their kid but like how many two tailed foxes can there be??? So Tails' father is pretty gun-ho of tracking down Tails just to like at least see if he's maybe their long lost kid, but his mom uses the excuse of she's still so "upset" and "traumatized" from losing him that she doesn't think they should go cause "What if it's not him?! She couldn't possibly handle loosing her baby a second time!!!" (cue fake tears worthy of an Emmy). But the whole time she's like internal sweating like "oh fuck what if he finds out that's our kid and I actually straight up abandoned him!!"

She manages to delay a trip for them to find and talk to Tails for a while but eventually Tails' father just goes and tries to track him down himself.

Side note 1) - I'm thinking that Tails' parents didn't have another kid because while his mom claims it's from the trauma of losing her first baby it's really because after her first kid came out with what she believes to be a deformity she's scared a second one would too. So no surprise siblings for Tails (though that would also be interesting to explore - I ain't got the brain capacity for that in this particular post)

Side note 2) - it would be interesting if during her stalling time she hires people to try and either straight up kill Tails or just someone who would fake the paternity tests to say Tails is not their kid. Maybe both???? You know what yeah why not both.

I feel like a hitman going after Tails would be interesting though cause I'm always a sucker for protective older brother Sonic and you can bet that it would be in overdrive if someone goes after Tails with the express purpose of killing him.

So while Sonic and Co. are fighting off hired hitman and trying to figure out who sent them, this random ass guy shows up claiming to possibly be Tails' father. Immediate alarm bells start going off in all their brains (double for Sonic if you include the SAT-AM cartoon episode where Eggman legit made fake parents claiming Tails is their lost kid for the express purpose of kidnapping him).

So they all start looking into this guy and actually do go through with a paternity test. And surprises of surprises when it come back positive. They then proceed to do it 5-8 more times with different Drs (or whoever does this idk) to make sure he ain't faking it somehow. But nope turns out that yep this is Tails' real dad who is saying he's been looking for him this whole time. (press X for doubt from Sonic and Tails)

But when Tails' father starts explaining his side of the story including where Tails' mother claims to have lost Tails. Tails and Sonic are immediately suspicious cause where his mother told his father he was lost is basically on the other side of the planet from West Side where Sonic found him.

They reiterate this to Tails father, who they are still suspicious of that's he's lying but they trying to figure out what's real and not from what he's saying. And the man is confused cause lookin at a map he also knows 2 + 2 ain't equaling 4 between their two stories.

Cue all them deciding to go to Tails' mother to see what she says from her side of things. The whole time still having to fight off various hitman cause they still coming.

They get to Tails' parents home town and Tails' mom immediately plays up the "oh woa is me, I don't want to get attached until I know he's really my baby." And at this point she's at the top of everyone's (but maybe the not the father's yet) list of being behind the hitman so no ones buying her bs.

So to try and catch her in her lie they ask to do the paternity tests with both of them (not telling her they've already run Tails' fathers multiple times with all positive results). And lo an behold, both come back negative. And she immediately tries to play the "oh how tragic you are not our kid, but best be on your way" but whoops the father reveals the like 6 positive tests he's already done so now she's caught in her own lie.

And idk where to go from here so if anyone want to "yes and" this post (or really any of mine) feel free. Just @ me so I can read them.

Hope you liked my take on this idea

#miles tails prower #tails the fox #sonic the hedgehog #they're brothers your honor #Tails Found Parents AU #yep that's what I'm calling it #this got away from me like all my posts do #“oh I'll make a quick short post” *2 hours later* “...oh no” #new Tails villain idea maybe?? #*slaps roof* imagine how much angst mileage you could get outta this baby

[periwinckles]

I was expecting at least a partner to engage in all the speculation, but fine. I'll do it by myself.

SPOILERS for the district 13 challenge fics ahead. Stop reading if you haven't read the stories.

anyway, on with my reviews: (I'm only making guesses for the ones I actually have a clue)

The Other Side of The War (Yeah, this time I'm actually checking if I have the titles right or not) This was heartbreaking to read. Seriously, I actually stopped reading, did a break with a lighter one, and then got back to it. Katniss taking care of Peeta, and then him taking care of her... that was so sweet. Him eating the rest of her food (they are soooo married). And then the vow. Man, this is one of my favorites. My first guess was endlessnightlock, based purely on the fact that she's one of my favorite authors and I loved this story so much, I was like "it has to be @endlessnightlock, right?" Changing it to Lilymaid @wistfulweaverwoman, now though.

ash and memory I am so pissed this was so short. Like, it's so beautifully written, I didn't want that conversation to end. I did try to guess in the comments, but if I'm being honest, I really haven't got a clue to who it is, bu whoever you are, you really wrote a piece of art.

A Bun in The Oven I was saving this for last because it was so big, but then someone sent me a message asking if it was mine, and I had to take a look. Ohhh, I really wished it was mine. @mollywog you are so obviously the writer, I can spot you from a hundred miles. This is clearly and unequivocally you, and I love the plot twist. The bun in the oven?? Love it. And you know I'm a sucker for Delly, so thank you for your service to mankind.

The Storehouse Peeta as a writer? Brilliant. Love it. You know what would be cool? An alternate universe where Peeta is a soap opera writer and he keeps writing his casual interactions with Katniss into his episodes, and Prim starts watching and starts to get suspicious of the similarities between her sister and the main character. Anyway. Sorry for the sidetrack. I would say this one was mine, if I didn't know any better. I'm not sure who it is, but I want to say @lemonluvgirl because seriously? This is the only fic with a naked Peeta so far. Plus getting them on an intimate setting? You've set it up really good for another chapter.

#TWHHA summer challenge #the hunger games #everlark fanfiction #District 13 summer challenge

[hugheshugs]

okay so— one nommie sent a long dbf!thom thought, i highly suggest you all read it bc its very interesting !! im gonna put it under the cut with my response/thoughts in italics. thank you to whoever sent this in, i love you <3

I feel like if dad!bren ever found out about dbf!thomas and y/n it would be because thom would confront bren about how brendan is never there for y/n, weather its for something that means a lot to her or in a time of need (like when she was stranded in the place she didnt know) but he only confronts him because brendan promised his daughter he'd be there for some event that was important to her.

no yk what, this is so true bc thom just wants the best for her and obviously he can't keep it all in when bren's over there treating her like shit. the fact that bren could have told her he was busy instead of promising her he'd show up then not doing so makes it even worse. she'd be heartbroken because of the broken promise and thom would lose it.

She'd ask her dad if he was coming to this event (think of how like spring concerts are important to kids, like a big moment for her like an art show or something), not really caring if he says no cause shes used to him not being there for her things and her jaw almost drops when he says yeah he is coming so she asks him if hes really coming and he responds to her with i promise.

she'd be so excited too. probably be talking to thom about it for days leading up to the event, and he'd be all smiley seeing her so happy.

The day of her event, shes excited because, for once, hes not revolving his world around hunter, this is about her. Thomas drops her off and says he'll stop by later and how proud he is of her before driving away.

However, when the event starts and as time passes and shes watching for her dad, he's not there and when thomas comes and sees her, her smile getting faker by the second, he immediately is by her side and asking her whats wrong. When she tells him she hasnt seen dad yet and that theres only an hour left, he's irked but maybe, MAYBE, bren will show up. After all, he promised his little girl.

they'd be waiting together for the rest of the night and she'd be trying to contain her tears, waiting for him to show up because he promised. thom would be trying to show her love as best as he could without making it look suspicious to anyone. all he'd wish was that if bren actually wasn't coming, that the event would end soon so he could comfort her.

But when the event comes to an end and theres no brendan in sight, not even to pick her up, he's pissed. Could deck his friend and break his nose and not care pissed, cause here she is, sitting in his passenger seat, spirit completely crushed despite thomas saying how amazing she did but its not the same. She wants to hear it from her dad and thomas knows this.

honestly, yeah, he wouldnt come pick her up. i feel like he doesn't realize how much she actually needs him. he doesn't understand how much she cares for his validation and approval. because you know, thats how he was at her age. he didn't want his parents around all the time because he had his friends, but she was the complete opposite. all she wanted was him, and as much as she appreciates thom's kind words and that he was the one who showed up, he wasn't exactly the person she was looking forward to seeing that night.

So when they get home and brendan is just sitting in the backyard, maybe jotting down things that hunter needs to work a bit harder on, y/n doesnt even bother, just goes upstairs to bed, too exhausted to even say anything to brendan about missing this when he promised her.

she'd be exhausted but she'd also be heartbroken. i feel like he'd spend lots of nights sitting outside doing stuff for hunter, like planning and taking notes like you said, and she really believed he'd skip one night for her. she didn't think it was too much to ask but apparently it was, and it made her heart ache.

But thom isnt (exhausted). Thomas marches right outside and just rips into him about how he's hurting her and not even caring and he cant even come to this one thing that meant the world to her.

like i said before, thom just wants the best for his girl, even if that means possibly ruining his relationship with his best friend. from the start—even though we havent got there yet—he's always been the one to correct bren when he leaves her out of things or says things he maybe shouldn't say to his kid. it pains him that she deserves better, that his best friend is the one that can heal her yet he chooses not to.

But brendan just brushes it off and tells him that this doesnt concern him and that just send thomas completely over the edge, telling brendan that it does because brendan causing y/n's hurt and seeing her hurting is hurting him and when brendan widens his eyes and thomas finally realizes what came out of his mouth and he's trying to think of a way to backteack that and make it seem like its not what it is, brendan is on him in a heartbeat saying how dare he even think about his daughter in that way and now they're both at each others throats.

angry confessions type beat. i have nothing to say bc that was an imagine on its own. loved this last part bestie <3

*ive even thought about Hunter maybe being out with friends and remembering his sister had this huge thing going on and so he drags his friends along because he needs to show his little sister some support even if this event isn't something he's remotely interested in. So the fact that her brother showed up and her dad couldnt even bother despite him promising her, just makes thomas even more mad*

even thoughhh hunter pretends she's a pain in the ass, he loves her. not enough to talk back to their dad about the way he treats her (most of the time), but enough to show up for her. and yeah, it would be one of the rare occasions he does something kind for her so she'd be upset that he could come and their dad couldn't.

thanks for the thought, nommie !! i really appreciate it, and don't be afraid to send in long asks, i love reading them all <3 thanks again, this was such a nice scenario to think about 💗

#chats w riri #nommies <3 #dbf!thomas chat #dbf!thomas thoughts #p.a nommie <3

[whatwh]

New witch!Grian fic!

It's almost like I didn't abandon Heartmore. I'm happy to talk about this world. I have plans, but they probably ain't going no where.

A relatively scrawny boy With bright blonde hair Stands at the doorway. He had been standing there for a good while, worried about actually knocking. It turns out though that whoever was on the other side got tired of waiting for him and opened the door. “What do you want?” The person snapped at him. Enough to make him flinch. He was younger than the boy had expected, only a good few years older than him, rather than the decade he expected. That didn't stop his fear. Especially with his eccentric clothing, though he can't really blame him considering he showed up on the doorstep of his house. Or, more accurately, an apartment.

“Oh um, I would… I would like to speak with a man named Grian?.” He said with immense hesitance and with such an uncertainty that the other person hesitated in his aggression. Which calmed The boy down some. “I’m him. Who are you?” “My name is-” “Timmy right?” “N-No, it's Jimmy” “Good enough. What are you here for Timmy?” And here's the hard part, but at least he's practiced. “I'm your cousin. It would seem.” “Cousin.” The suspicion that had been lost in his hesitancy was suddenly back at full force. “Yeah, it's, a, Im a while away, but-” He was then cut off by the stranger, asking. “What's my mother's maiden name?” Jimmy had no clue, so he said the first name that came to mind. “Jefferson?” He knew that he was incorrect based on the expression, but the boy let him into his apartment anyway. “Well, obviously you're not a stalker, or else you'd’ve gotten that right.” So I guess that's why. “But seriously, why are you here? I don't have any cousins.” “Well, my mom sent me a book for my 13th birthday. It had 11 names in it. It doesn't have your name, but it has your parents. I couldn't find anything about them, so. So here I am” At this the boy's cold hesitancy turned into something more unidentifiable. So parents aren't a good topic for him. Noted. Too bad that's why he's here. “Just explain yourself, and if you don't, then I'm getting you kicked out.” “The book was a grimoire.” … “Yeah, I expected that,” he said after a few moments of tense silence. “I mean, you did say it was for your thirteenth birthday after all… But that doesn't explain why you're here in my apartment.” “You're the last person in the book. Err, close to the book. I thought you might be able to give me some answers.” “I kind of expected that, but it's not good to hear It.” He sighed loudly. “Still, Why are you here? You've explained how but still you obviously have a purpose.”

“I want to know if it's true, and you're the only person that I think can tell me that.” “I’ll need your hair” I hesitated so much that I froze, but he seemed happier with that than if I had handed it over right away. “Good. Here's a lesson for you. Any body part, whether it's seemingly useless or not, can be used against you. It's a part of you. You're right to hesitate. Most spells will only need one hair at most, And that's only if they are directly working with you. Specifically, most spells don't need them at all. Even those that people often say need it. It just makes it easier at times. You should do whatever you can to not hand DNA out to anyone and that includes me, but for these purposes. I will need one.“ He saw the hesitancy in my eyes and seemed to approve, which was good. His first not negative or neutral emotion He has had the entire conversation. After I picked one short hair and gave it to him, he told me to come back at midnight on the New Moon. “Oh. Does that mean I'm supposed to be here at midnight, Be leaving the house, or be with you at midnight?” “Be here, in this apartment, talking to me.” “And that'll tell me what I want to know.” I glanced at the hair that was now in a small bottle. “Well, no promises, but I will tell you if you've got magic in you. Now, in case you don't understand, say this to anyone and you're dead. Not even from me, just literally. Anyone who knows you're looking into magic is a risk. And for the reason you're here?” He didn't finish that sentence. He didn't have to. Even before I got the grimoire and started looking into everything, I knew that Witches had it rough. Them being ‘introduced’ to the world was the first step of the hybrid's introduction. People were scared of them. Very scared. And they were hunted. The hybrids only spoke out after the deaths of most witches. They meant to defend their fellow inhumans, but they were instead perceived as saving the humans. Now people don't view them like that. But the effects are long lasting. Hybrids are fine, but witches aren't. It's only from reading a ton of hybrid created history books that I understand that much. Everything else still sees the witches as… bad. So Grian has nothing to worry about. “If this turns out how you expect, then there's only 2 of us left now. And there were only 10. At least in the city, and that means that we would be all we got. Now, get out of my house.” I was confused at the sudden change of tone.”No, get out of my house. Seriously. “ At that the blonde haired boy named Jimmy left the slightly older boy - No, it's his cousin's - apartment faster than anyone had ever seen him move. And he has a lot of running in his history.

#witch!Grian #grian #jimmy solidarity #Or more like Timmy #ficlet

[persona-hell]

"even if no one's interested I'm going to do it anyway"? how would that work tho. not hate actually curious how you'd run a blog without anyone following it

You see. I did it with this blog.

I'm gonna be drawing anyway even without a blog I just figure I might as well channel that somewhere. If someone else follows me then that's just a bonus.

In the first while when not many people were following me/sending me asks I just. y'know. sent myself asks and it encouraged other people to do so as well.

I mean hell I did it like 2 months ago last. No one else knows which asks I sent and who cares? It lets me draw more and attracts other people here and now I get a pretty regular flow of asks. so even if no one is interested I'm Gonna Do It Anyway.

#muntalk #ask #anon #lmao I mean for all everyone else except you knows I sent this ask to myself #obviously I didn't and whoever sent this ask knows who they are but yeah #fake it till you make it that's how I got Faker's ex-blog to like 100 followers and it's how I've gotten to 60 followers so far on this one

[nyforceuser]

Masterlist

Fives and Echo Reunion

Rebels & Bad Batch included!

We're going to ignore the clones' rapid aging for fun's sake, I think. Not that there's really any mention of their physical apearance. Or you can feel free to completely ignore timelines.

You have no idea how badly I want tbb & characters from rebels to interact, but I also live for the Domino Twins so here's some bantha poodoo i whipped up and posted bc I'd never come back to it and there it would sit in drafts.

There was definetely something more going on.

Rex couldn't figure it out. He didn't know if it was some background imperial scheme or other forces at work here. But there was deffinetely something else going on.

And he was pretty sure the rest of the Ghost Crew had figured out that much, too.

After Rex, Zeb, and Sabine made it to the control room completely unstopped, Rex voiced his confusion.

"Something else is here."

Zeb nodded and Sabine's helmet tipped in 'what'll we do about it?' way.

So he opened the door, blaster raised and ready to shoot.

But there was no one there.

No one alive, any way. Stormtroopers lay here and there, seven or eight in total.

"Specter 1, we've reached the control room. But there's no one here." Rex said into his comm.

"As in.. no imperials?"

"As in, someone was here before us." The clone responded, watching Sabine make her way toward the holo-table in the center of the room. "Who ever it was killed all of the Stormies stationed here."

"And whoever it was wiped all data. There's nothing here." Sabine said.

Rex hummed.

"Meet at the landing bay. There's nothing here for us." Kanan said.

"But if there's somebody else here.." Sabine started.

"I want to be out of dodge. Who ever they are, they're good. They've taken out most of the area and raised no alarm."

"The Security room is on the way. Can we meet there instead?"

Kanan was quiet for a moment.

"Maybe they were caught. They had to have left something." Rex quipped.

"Fine."

--

It wasn't the first time they were beat to a job.

But that didn't mean they'd get beaten at the job.

Whoever it was that had taken out all of the gaurds, all of the Stormtroopers, they were good.

But not good enough.

'The Security room is on the way. Can we meet there instead?'

'Maybe they were caught. They had to have left something.'

'...Fine.'

"They're headed to the security rooms." Tech said.

"On their way to the landing." Hunter said, waving his hand for them to follow.

They sprinted down the hall, blasters ready for any sudden imperials, but all of the ones they found were dead or out cold.

They came around another corner and came face to face with a group of 3 people and a droid. And they were obviously not imperial.

The Bad Batch raised their blasters threateningly, just as the Twi'lek raised hers and the man and the kid unclipped their weapons from their belts-

Lightsabers.

"Who're you guys?" Wrecker asked grumpily.

The man looked oddly familiar.

And the man must have been thinking the same.

He ignited his lightsaber. "Drop 'em."

Hunter only hesitated for a second, but carefully put down his weapon. "It's good to know you're alive."

"Yeah? To kill me?"

"Look, that was a misunderstanding-"

"Uh, Kanan? You know them?" The kid by the jedi's side said.

"Clone Force 99. They were there when the troopers shot down my master. They tried to kill me, too."

"Look, we had no idea what was going on then!" Hunter jabbed a finger at him. "We were going after you to-"

"What's going on?"

The four rebels turned to reveal three more behind them.

"Rex!" Echo said.

Rex looked from them to the rebels in surprise.

"What is going on here?" Hunter asked.

"Well.. We're on a mission to extract information from this base," Rex said. "And I'm going to assume that's what you're here for too."

"Yeah. For the rebellion?"

"Yes."

"We were sent to retrieve intel for a client, gather information on a man's location."

"Who?"

"We don't know." Tech piped. "That's why we need the intel."

"He's supposed to be real powerful!" Omega said. "The imperials think he's involved in a lot of attacks."

Hunter raised an eyebrow at her. She just gave him a cheeky grin.

"Well, that's not quite what we were looking for. If you give us the harddrive, we can analyse it in less than a rotation and send back what we find." Rex shrugged.

Hunter frowned. "What?"

"I can promise we won't tamper with it."

"You mean you don't have it?"

"What?"

Tech tapped Hunter's shoulder sharply. "An alarm was triggered in the lower levels, but was disarmed quickly. Someone is headed to the platform."

"We need to stop them." Rex said immedietly.

Hunter saluted and sprinted back the way they had come, Tech, Echo, Wrecker, and Omega close behind. Rex waved the others down a different corridor to cut off what seemed to be the third party of intruders.

--

It had been surprisingly easy, gaining access to the control room. Hardly any gaurds.

That had sent up a red flag in this man's mind.

He moved quickly once inside, gathering what information he could off of the computers and wiping everything else. He shut down security and alarms, and left swiftly, nicking a comm on the way.

Upon listening to the stormtroopers' chatter, reinforcements had just been ported off world, leaving this base short on supplies and man-power for the time being.

Which was pretty perfect timing for a quiet infiltration.

Now, the man was fleeing the base, headed to the platform, the way he'd come in. He'd meet no Stormies on the way.

As if on cue, he heard the thrumming of swiftly moving feet coming from ahead and down a hall to his right. He figured atleast five.

No, more than that.

Then he realised it was another group, coming from the left.

He stopped. How could they be on to him already?

There was no cover, and it was too late to turn back.

A man in red and black armor stepped out from behind the corner and the cornered man had his two pistols in his hand and pointed at him in an instant.

Then three more men and a girl stepped out behind the first, their weapons all trained on the lone man.

The girl didn't look very old. What was this?

Then from his right, a Lazat, a twi'lek, a human man, and two more kids stepped out.

And then another man in armor, but this time..

Oh, he knew that armor. Even if it was pale and faded, the jaig-eye markings were clear as day on his helmet.

He let his pistols down slowly.

"Well that's coincedential." The lone man said.

"Who are you?" The first man in red and black armor- clone armor, now that he really looked at it- said in a calm voice.

"It doesn't matter who i am." The man said. "But i don't want to hurt any of you."

"We have a mission and we intend to see it through." Another of the men dressed in black and red armor said. This one's armor was even more difficult to recognize as clone armor with the metal ring around the back of the helmet and... was that a scomp link prosthetic arm?

Then he noticed the hand print on his chest and his world stilled.

His voice.. it sounded just like him, all those years ago. That slight accent that had always been recognizable to only his brothers, if only as annoying as he repeated the manuals or orders.

Echo.

It couldn't be him. It couldn't.

But he had to know.

"Echo?" He said, only just avoiding the voice crack.

The red and black armor cladden man's pistol wavered, and he knew. He knew it was him.

Before he could think twice, he jammed his blasters back into their holsters as he took a few steps forward, ripping off his helmet.

"Fives?" Rex yelped and Fives would have laughed, under different terms.

Echo holstered his own blaster and slowly removed his helmet.

It was so unmistakably him. He'd know those eyes anywhere.

"Echo." Fives threw his helmet aside and threw his arms around his long-lost brother's neck, causing Echo to drop his own helmet.

"Fives!" Echo whispered, almost a sob as he threw his own arms around him.

#fives and echo #domino squad #rebels #the bad batch #wowwww is this badly written #and if it's not #idk what is #hunter #wrecker #tech #echo #fives #omega #hera syndulla #kanan jarrus #ezra bridger #sabine wren #captain rex #zeb orrelios #chopper #fives and echo reunion #arc troopers #tbb #the jedalorion writes

[valkyrieandstrangeridingaragorn]

You know, the posts from people who say Sylvie and B-15 had a moment™ in ep4 leave a bad taste in my mouth because in ep2 Sylvie enchants her then leaves her lying on the ground and doesn't give a damn if she's alive or dead or injured.

Funnily enough, who does approach her to check if she's alright? This guy:

And don't forget Sylvie always knew she was a variant.

But just because Sylvie and B-15 share this scene people say they have a thing™?

It leaves a bad taste in my mouth because Sylvie was just chilling in her room and at no point showed any interest in telling any agent that they're variants kidnapped by the TVA. An argument can be made that "who would believe her anyway?" and I get that, but just look at how different Loki's behaviour is when he's taken.

Before and after the time loop he tells Mobius everything: that the TVA has been lying to him, that he's a variant taken from his world and mind-wiped. I repeat, Loki tells him all this even after he has spent an unknown period of time in the time loop being physically beaten and emotionally wrecked by Sif (sent here by Mobius himself). What certainty did Loki have that Mobius, or anyone else for that matter, would believe him? None. But he still did it, he still told him repeatedly - he even had to shout at one point because Mobius was actively ignoring every word coming out of his mouth.

And so you compare that with Sylvie's attitude and the fact that she only told B-15 because she approached her in the room, then took her back to Roxxcart and directly asked her. Sylvie was never going to tell her, she didn't care enough to do that. She was there to kill the TimeKeepers, nothing more. She has no regards for anyone but herself (which is cool, but holy crap don't frame that as good, writers).

So yeah, it leaves a bad taste in my mouth. And in no way I'm speaking against people who ship (they can ship whoever they want, obviously) but it amazes me that the framing of the series makes it so that people genuinely think Sylvie cared for the minutemen or B-15 in particular because it's so clear to see she never did.

#Loki critical #Loki negativity

[iamknicole]

Let's Talk

Bloodline Family Series

Father and son sat at the kitchen table silently trading looks while they waited for Yvonne to get off of her phone call. Algee planned for them to talk while Summer was at the hospital just in case things escalated, he didn't want her to be subjected to any of that. Tremaine agreed with all of that but he was ready to get it over with. While he hoped that his son got what he needed from this conversation with Yvonne, he wasn't holding his breath breath that it actually happened.

Tremaine glanced at her clearing his throat. "Whoever that is can wait. This is important, Yvonne."

Yvonne huffed, "Yeah ... yeah I'm here now ... mmhm he is ... okay I'll call you back." She hung her phone up putting it on the table smiling. "Alright so what is it that you two want to discuss? Must be important if I had to fly all the way to California."

"The only way to make sure you would have your ass here. The last three times your ass ain't show up," Tremaine spat.

"Okay so I missed a dinner, there will be more dinners with more girls. He is your child after all, Tre."

Tremaine chuckled, "Tremaine and Tremaine only. Our son wants to talk to you."

Still smiling, Yvonne turned her attention to Algee, who was watching his parents closely. He settled on Yvonne beige clearing his throat.

"Yeah, um I just wanted to clear some stuff up with you," he explained softly, "If that's okay."

"And what do you need to clear up, honey?"

Algee looked over at his dad, who nodded then back to Yvonne. "Why did you leave us ... me? I can count on my hands the amount of times I've seen you throughout my childhood. Did you not want me?"

"Oh, Algee," she laughed, "You flew me out here to ask me that? That's not important, you're grown."

"Obviously it is important if he went through all this trouble, Yvonne."

"I ... it," he paused to clear his throat, "I just want an answer. Not having you around really affected me and my ability to have relationships. Just ... I just wanna know."

Yvonne chuckled softly shaking her head. "You sound just like your father, I swear. Not having me is not the reason you never had committed relationships, you got that from your father. You know your daddy is a hoe."

Tremaine bit the inside of his cheek to keep himself from speaking.

"Yeah, he might be but he wasn't before you or while he was with you. That didn't happen till afterwards ... till after you left. Why did you leave me?" Algee asked his voice slightly cracking.

"It had nothing to do with you. I thought that I didn't wanna be with him any longer so I left." She explained with a shrug.

"Being a mom to me didn't mean that you had to be with him. You could've still been my mom. But you weren't."

"I was young, Algee. I didn't wanna be tied down to a man and a kid. I had things that I wanted to do, places I wanted to see. He wanted you, so I let him keep you."

Out of frustration, Algee rubbed his face and scratched his head. None of it felt right to him. "Okay but you still could've come around more than you did. My games, honors days, talent shows ... middle school or high school graduations. I sent you invites but you never came. A few times you told me that you would but still, you didn't come."

"I was busy, Algee. I thought I could make it those times but I couldn't. I had plans."

"You were my mom .... you couldn't move it around? I was your baby."

"My life is just as important as whatever you were doing, Algee. Listen, let's just leave the past in the past. It's obvious that this is bothering you so why even bring it up anymore?"

Sniffling, Algee got up from the table meeting them know he would be right back and left the table. Tremaine waited until he knew his son was far enough away before laying into her.

"What the hell is your problem? You see this shit is bothering him and you still don't give a damn."

"What do you want me to say, Tremaine? Huh? You want me to say I'm sorry and rock him like a little baby? Because I'm not. He's a grown ass man still holding on to this, you need to tell him to man up."

Tremaine stared at her, "That is your son! I know you decided that you didn't want him but you could at least give him a little bit of sympathy! He found the girl of his dreams and almost lost her for good because of you!"

Yvonne scoffed. "Because of me? It's my fault he can't commit? You would love to believe that!"

Tremaine stood hanging his hands on the table. "Cause it's the damn truth! The same reason he was afraid to commit to anyone is the same reason I won't! The last person he and I loved left us! You left both of us with not much of a reason or a care! We had to deal with that, not you! And damn me cause I'll be fine but my baby? My baby has suffered the most because you are a selfish bitch who couldn't be bothered to at least check on the child she helped created from time to time!"

"The same thing over and over and over again! So what? I left! Get over it!" She yelled standing as well. "Call me selfish, call me whatever you want, I made that choice for me and me only! I'm sorry that he couldn't get over it but that's not my responsibility!"

Tremaine chuckled bitterly. "You're so damn selfish that you can't even see that this conversation is not about you! It's about him! He's trying to heal what you did to him! I know you don't wanna be his mother but at least find some empathy somewhere in you to want to help a little, Yvonne! Damn!"

After washing his face and taking a few minutes to himself, Algee entered the kitchen in the middle of their argument. He watched them go back and forth. At first he was angry and hurt but by the end of it he was calm.

He went to the table so they could both see him attempting to peacefully stop their arguing. His attempts went unnoticed.

"Hey! Stop! That's enough!" He yelled staring at them both. "That's it, it's done."

Tremaine took a deep breath trying to calm himself. "Sorry. I'm sorry, Gee."

"Why are you, " Yvonne sucked her teeth, "I'm sorry too."

"You know what ... I was mad and I was hurt when I heard what you were saying to my dad but ... but I'm not now. Listening to you talk I realize that I wasn't missing out on anything by not having you around and I still ain't," Algee relayed in a calm tone. "I've been afraid that if I loved someone and let them love me that'll they'll leave me like you did but I know better now. I know now that people who actually love me won't leave me, it's the ones that don't that will."

Yvonne moved closer to him putting her hand on his shoulder. "Algee, I do love you but I needed my own life."

Algee stared her in her eyes, smiling a bit. "Yeah, you needed your own life so you continue to have it. Without me. I need my own life without you with people who actually love me."

"Algee ... I do love you. I just," she started.

Algee shook his head, "No you don't. You're saying that because you realize you're losing me. But that's okay, I love you enough to let you go have your life." She tried to hug him but he moved out of her embrace. He ignored the hurt look on his face. "The hotel is good for four more days as well as the rental. You can stay the four days if you want and if you wanna go back home, I'll adjust your flight."

Yvonne stared at him. "Algee .. I ... I'm sorry."

"No, you're not. I want you to leave, Yvonne. Please."

After looking between father and son, Yvonne grabbed her things and left the house quickly with tears in her eyes. Algee looked over at his dad and gave a small smirk.

"Why you staring at me, old man?"

"Just proud of you, that's it, young buck. You actually look like you're okay." Tremaine watched his son carefully.

"Cause I am. Hearing her talk led me to that realization. If she lived either one of us, she wouldn't have left. This didn't go how I thought but I got what I wanted."

"Good, I'm glad, baby boy. I'm glad." Algee went around the table to hug his father tight. "What was that for?"

"To thank you. You knew how important this was and you helped me despite your feelings. I also want you to know that regardless of how I felt before about Yvonne, I knew I had and have the best parent ever. You the best old man."

Tremaine smiled. "I know, I know. You sure you okay though?"

"Yes sir, I'm positive. This weights are lifted." He smiled wide. "Wanna come grocery shopping with me?"

"Hmm. Grocery store ladies? You know I wanna go, young buck."

Algee laughed, "You better enjoy this cause ima set you up. Get you a girlfriend."

#bloodline family series #algee & summerella #algee & summer

[hoseokslefteyebrow]

You've Met With A Terrible Fate, Haven't You? || BEN DROWNED

Pairing : Yandere! Ben Drowned X Reader

Genre : Fluff, Angst, Yandere

Summary : Appears as a normal dude, but plot twist he's really not.

Wordcount: 4k lol

WARNINGS : This is fic is labeled as Yandere, for those who don't know what it means: "Somebody who is sweet and kind at first glance. But when it comes to their love (crush)they will act obsessive and violent." - Urban dictionary, poorly (but still disgustingly) described dead people, I know Ben originally doesn't kill but in the story he does, idk? Shit written¿ 

Also disclaimer this is my first time I've tried doing a yandere and it's obviously not my strongest point. Hope you enjoy either way.

You glance at the abandoned game console which your friend had dumped at your place earlier this day.

According to him, something was very, very, wrong with it. The Nintendo 64 was old, of course, but your friend mentioned not being able to pass the boss battle. He mentioned something along the lines of 'it keeps glitching and Link keeps dying'. In other words ' I know you're a hacker and I suck at this game, please hack it for me so I can feel less like a loser'.

You keep writing the email you're supposed to sent to your boss for another thirty minutes, before letting your curiosity lead you. 

Before you know it, you've plugged in the old console with more cables than originally planned because of how old it is, and with how modern your tv is. The first odd thing that strikes you is that there's only one account on it, and it's not labeled with your friend's name. 

Instead of 'Noah', it's labeled with 'BEN DROWNED' in bold passive aggressive letters.

Simply pushing it to the back of your mind, you start playing.

The second odd thing about the game is that the game has a specific date and it mentions how far BEN, or well, Noah is in the game. Yet when you click it, you have to start all over.

You shrug that off too, simply noting it as the game being old.

Before you know it, several hours pass, and you're finally at the boss battle Noah mentioned. Deciding to see if you can beat it first, you do not plug your laptop in at the Nintendo 64, and opt to play instead.

However just like Noah mentioned, you die as soon as you're close to winning and the game starts glitching.

It takes you barely ten minutes before you're fed up with it, and soon enough you plug your laptop in. You start up some programs and open up a few sites, quickly starting to work. Your fingers glide over the keys of your laptop as you type in the codes in order to hack the game, however after a few minutes, the game starts glitching heavily, and suddenly there's a sentence in bold red letters on the screen of your tv.

' YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DONE THAT'

It says before the glitching becomes way too much, and some weird kind of red circle appears. Your eyes widen before unplugging the tv and game console, forgetting that your laptop is connected to it.

You miss the small glitches on the laptop screen.

- - - ᒪᓍᗩᕲᓰᘉᘜ - - -

He gritts his teeth as the access to his portal is suddenly denied, the power cut early enough to avoid him.

His red eyes wander in the green coded space, looking for an exit, something that'll make sure he can get his hands on whoever this is. Lucky for him, there's a small white space what'll lead to the outside of it.

Once he's trough, he realizes he's still close to his victim. In fact, he's even closer now.

He smirks as he realizes.

Killing her is fair game now.

- - - ᒪᓍᗩᕲᓰᘉᘜ - - - ᖴᓰᒪᘿ ᓍᘉᘿ - - »

You tap your chin as you look as the items on the shelf.

" Should I get the red one or green one?" You mumble to yourself.

" I'd recommend the green one. Green is always better." A voice from behind you startles you.

You whip your head around to look at the stranger who's talking to you.

Behind you is a male you don't recognise from anywhere. And as you start to study him, you realize he's quite handsome. He's got blonde hair, blue eyes and a rosy skin colour. He's wearing black ripped jeans, a dark green shirt, along with a black zip up hoodie, which is left open, he's got a few black ear piercings in his right ear, and has a gold chain around his neck, which disappears beneath his shirt, weighed down by a charm hidden away from your eyes. To top it all of, he's got a matching dark green beanie on top of his messily styled bangs.

" What? Did I say something wrong?" The blonde boy suddenly sweats.

You smile and shake your head.

" No, you didn't. I just tough I was alone here." You smile at him.

ØⱧ ₴₩ɆɆ₮ⱧɆ₳Ɽ₮, ɎØɄ Ⱨ₳VɆ₦'₮ ฿ɆɆ₦ ₳ⱠØ₦Ɇ ₣ØⱤ ₳ VɆⱤɎ ⱠØ₦₲ ₮ł₥Ɇ ₦Ø₩.

" I take that you talk to yourself then?" The male spits at you.

You're not sure if that's meant offensive or not.

" Um, yeah? I tend to do that sometimes yeah." You say, looking down at your hands who're still holding the red silk scarf and green silk scarf.

Đø₦'₮ ฿ɇ ₳₣ɽ₳łđ, ł ₩ø₦'₮ ⱨʉɽ₮ ɏøʉ. Øɽ ₩łⱡⱡ ł?

The unknown male's eyes soften subconsciously, looking at you with an emotion you're not familiar with.

" My name is Ben. What's yours?" 

Ben? Haven't you heard that somewhere before?

You smile at him, oblivious to the fact that you're talking to a killer.

" I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you Ben."

- - - ᒪᓍᗩᕲᓰᘉᘜ - - - ᖴᓰᒪᘿ ᓍᘉᘿ - - - » ᖽᐸᘉᓰᐺᘿS ᓍᖇ ᕼᘿᗩᖇᖶS ? ¿ »

His mind flooded with ideas.

There's so many options on what he can do to her.

Should he mess with her laptop?

Should he just kill her now?

Or should he become closer?

Maybe he should.

He looks at her trough the screen of the laptop, which is almost always open, today not being any different.

He watches her as while she watches something behind the laptop, from the sounds he can hear trough the mic, she's most likely watching tv.

Perhaps he should become closer to her.

Pull her closer only to have her blood staining his hands.

Oh yes, her blood shall soon become his.

- - - ᒪᓍᗩᕲᓰᘉᘜ - - - ᖴᓰᒪᘿ ᓍᘉᘿ - - - » ᖽᐸᘉᓰᐺᘿS ᓍᖇ ᕼᘿᗩᖇᖶS  ? ¿ » - - - ₭₦łvɇ₴

She doesn't realize it when her laptop suddenly starts itself up, nor does she know that there's a figure crawling out of it.

He stared at her with deciphering eyes, silently wondering how she isn't dead yet.

If this was anyone else, he'd had them killed already. Their blood would already be staining his face and she would already be screaming in pain and dispair.

Yet here she was, laying peacefully on her bed. Asleep, obviously not dead. 

He wonders exactly what he should do next. She doesn't know that he's standing right next to her. It almost makes him laugh.

She doesn't even know that he exists.

She doesn't know that he's here.

He glares at her before moving back into the world of codes and technology.

For now, she lives.

- - - ᒪᓍᗩᕲᓰᘉᘜ - - - ᖴᓰᒪᘿ ᓍᘉᘿ - - - » ᖽᐸᘉᓰᐺᘿS ᓍᖇ ᕼᘿᗩᖇᖶS  ? ¿ » - - - ₭₦łvɇ₴ - - - ᖴᗩᓰᒪ

" And then it suddenly started glitching and stuff. Weird isn't it?" You finish off your story as you look at your new friend, Ben.

After meeting in the grocery store, he had suddenly texted you. 

Not knowing how he got your number, you got concerned, and asked him. According to him, you had given it to him yourself. At first you didn't believe him, until he told you to check the time of his first message, which somehow was indeed around the same time you were in the grocery store. After that you just shrugged it off as that you forgot it yourself. After all, you knew yourself to be a person with the memory of a goldfish.

Today the two of you met up again, for the fourth time this week.

" Odd indeed. What did you do after that?" Ben asked, acting as if he's interested, even tough he's really not.

" I unplugged it. I think I'm gonna lay off hacking for a while." You shrugged, taking a sip of your drink.

Before he could even think of a response, there was an unknown woman at your table, also holding a cup of coffee.

" Y/N? Long time no see." The new woman greeted you with a smile, sitting down beside you on the booth.

Ben scowled at the newcomer.

Ⱨø₩ đ₳ɽɇ ₴ⱨɇ ₴ł₮ ฿ɇ₴łđɇ ₩ⱨ₳₮'₴ ₥ł₦ɇ ₩ł₮ⱨøʉ₮ ₥ɏ ₱ɇɽ₥ł₴₴łø₦

" Hey, Sara. It's indeed been too long. How are you?" You started chatting with Sara.

Meanwhile Ben's anger only grew.

" My names Ben." Ben suddenly dryly joined your conversation as he slammed his drink down onto the table aggressively, looking straight into Sara's eyes.

" Sorry. Didn't see you there. I'm Sara nice to mee-"

" Yeah, yeah, whatever. Leave. We didn't invite you to come sit with us." Ben spat at her, looking at her with an intense look in his eyes.

Both you and your friend turned to look at him in confusion.

" Is something wrong with me being here? Did I offend you?" Sara asked, genuinely concerned.

Ben was fuming now, on the inside. Who does this girl think she is? First she comes to sit at their table uninvited, then she's capturing the attention of his new favorite plaything, and now she's questioning him? She has to go.

- - - ᒪᓍᗩᕲᓰᘉᘜ - - - ᖴᓰᒪᘿ ᓍᘉᘿ - - - » ᖽᐸᘉᓰᐺᘿS ᓍᖇ ᕼᘿᗩᖇᖶS  ? ¿ » - - - ₭₦ŁVɆ₴ - - - ᖴᗩᓰᒪ - - - ᖇᘿᗷᓍᓍᖶ SᖻSᖶᘿᘻ

He heard her conversation with a male he certainly doesn't know trough her phone, using the microphone without her knowing.

According to what he knows, they're on a date. And according to her contacts, his name is Jaime. He can't find where they met, nor did he know why they met up.

But now that she's checked her reflexion one too many times, and made a pic of her full outfit to send to him, probably to mock him for not having her, ɏɇ₮, he realizes that she's on a date.

After some research by surfing quite literally trough the internet. It turned out this 'Jaime' person was Mexican, and had a soft persona. On his facebook page were pictures where he's working with animals or doing volunteers' work or overall just something where he's helping others. He found the black haired male pathetic, weak even.

In all honesty, even he himself didn't really find him a threat. Not when he looked like that and was overall just kind and bambi looking.

However, all his expectations are thrown out of the window when he hears them say their goodbyes.

" You know, I had a lot of fun tonight. You're really a nice person. In fact, I'd like to go on another date with you again." This voice was definitely that of a male's, probably Jaime.

" I agree. I had a lot of fun too." She said.

₣Ʉ₦? ⱧØ₩ ₵₳₦ Ł₮ ฿Ɇ ₳₦Ɏ ₣Ʉ₦ ₩Ł₮ⱧØɄ₮ ₥Ɇ?

" Good. Do you have a ride or would you like me to drive you home?-" He blocks out the rest of their conversation.

It appears that the good guy needs to go too.

- - - ᒪᓍᗩᕲᓰᘉᘜ - - - ᖴᓰᒪᘿ ᓍᘉᘿ - - - » ᖽᐸᘉᓰᐺᘿS ᓍᖇ ᕼᘿᗩᖇᖶS  ? ¿ » - - - ₭₦ŁVɆ₴ - - - ᖴᗩᓰᒪ - - - ᖇᘿᗷᓍᓍᖶ SᖻSᖶᘿᘻ - - - ᖇᘿᗷᓍᓍᖶ ᑢᓍᘻᕵᒪᘿᖶᘿ - ᓍᕵᘿᘉ ᖴᓰᒪᘿ ∆

" We should spend more time together." Ben says randomly as the two of you snuggle on the couch.

You giggle, your ears tinting red.

" We're already together all the time tough." You tell him softly.

" I know, but still. By the way, did your stupid date reply yet?" He asked, eyes focused on the tv in front of the two of you.

" No, and don't call him stupid." You pout, softly scolding him.

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He grins at you with mysterious eyes.

You shrug it off, knowing it's part of him. The two of you have been hanging out for a while now. Almost three months to be precise. And you two have gotten very close. What used to be keeping distance and keeping the line between acquaintances and friends, had turned into friends or something more. You two almost hung out every day, you were basically attached to each other's hip now.

After a few peacefull moments, you excused yourself to the bathroom.

Right as you left, your phone rang.

He turned to look at the disturbing sound  his eyes widening at the name which is appearing on the screen.

 SARA

He stumbled over the couch to pick it up, an unpleasant feeling of suprise rising whitin him.

" Y/N?! You have to listen to me! Ben is not who you think he is! He's this-"

" I'm this what?" Ben smirked.

Damn you were taking a long time in the bathroom, not that he minded.

The other end of the line was dead silent.

" Don't worry. You don't need to say anything. I'll come home soon. And trust me, once I am, you will never be able to speak a word again." He spoke, an eerie calm in his voice.

" Goodbye, Sara." He said before hanging up.

" Sara called?" Your voice suddenly startled him.

" What? Oh, yeah. But she was in a hurry so she said she'd call you later." He smiled innocently.

You nodded and the two of you resumed watching the movie.

" Isn't there a way, that we could spend more time together?" He suddenly wondered out loud.

You sighed and turned to face him.

" I'm sorry Ben, but I have a job and I like spending time with other people too. So I'm afraid not." You told him softly.

An idea coded itself into his mind.

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You sighed in dispair in the night air as you walked home. Once again, you were rejected in a job interview.

A few days ago you were fired from the job you actually liked. You couldn't understand why either. You didn't do anything wrong, you were quite hardworking and always finished the documents in time.

Your supervisor looked afraid, terrified even when he told you to immediately pack your bags and leave, and ever since you just can't seem to get in anywhere. Not even the gas station wanted you in charge.

" Well hello there. What do we have here." A creepy voice suddenly sounded from behind you.

You turned around only to be greeted by a man with a creepy smile and even creepier, eye lid-less eyes. He was holding a knife, making his intentions obvious.

You didn't need to think twice about his intentions and whipped your phone out of your pocket with the intentions to call the cops and running.

The killer sadly isn't stupid, and has you on the ground under him whitin seconds.

Your phone's screen crack and slides to the other side, the dialed number not pressed on call yet.

" Don't cry sweetheart. It doesn't suit your pretty face. Don't fret, I'll make sure, you'll smile forever. " The killer tells you happily.

Both of you don't realize that your phone screen suddenly lights up in a green colour. Nor does either of you realize the figure crawling out of it.

The both of you don't realize, until the killer is off you and tackled down on the ground beside you.

" I've told you before. She's fucking mine. Go bother someone else." Ben's voice sounds suddenly.

You turn your head to look at him.

This time he does not wear jeans and a sweater. No  this time, he looks like he came straight out of a... Video game? He looks like Link, the main personage of the game which your friend Noah had dropped off at your place around six months ago. 

Ben never told you he was into cosplaying.

Your ears suddenly tinted pink as you realized, he called you his. Suddenly you felt a little giddy, the guy you like so much might actually like you back.

The killer underneath Ben growls out something you can't hear before throwing the shorter off him and leaving.

" Are you okay?" You ask him.

He turns to you with red eyes.

Red. Fucking. Eyes.

And that's not the only thing about his eyes that changed.

Instead of the usual white eyes have, his are now black.

And even there it doesn't end.

There's blood running down his eyes onto his cheeks, as if he's crying blood.

You take a step back.

What the fuck is this?

" Don't be afraid! I know I look a little... Weird, but it's all just part of my..... Cosplay." He explains.

You ponder over it.

He's never gave you a reason to not trust you right? Or did he? 

You ignore the instinct to run away from him, instead choosing to calm down and follow your heart, which is telling you to trust him.

" Come with me. You can stay at my place tonight." Ben tells you, holding his hand out to you.

You take it.

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It took longer than expected to reach his house. The whole road to his house is creepy. Ben appartly lives in this supermodern house in the woods.

Which is off already, the woods are known troughout the whole town as mystery. According to urban legends, there's creatures loving in there who shouldn't exist. Because of that, there's barely any people there. According to Ben, everything is all clear and safe, and you trust him with your heart.

You don't question him after his answer and instead follow him into the,indeed very,modern little house which is situated hidden behind the trees.

You get directly hit in the face with a copper scent as soon as you step foot into his house.

" Would you like something to drink?" He asks you as you enter his house, neither of you bothering to take your shoes off.

" Just water please." You tell him as you study the place.

The inside of the small house is more modern than the outside, with a big living space and an open kitchen. There's also three doors in the hallway.

One to the bathroom, one leading upstairs and one leading into the basement.

" Here you go." Ben returns, handing you a glass of water.

" Thanks, aren't you going to take off your make up and lenses?" You ask him.

His smile fades a bit, and for a moment you think you've accidentally offended him, but he nods with a pout before you can think about it twice.

" Yeah, that's probably a good idea. The livingroom is at the end of this hallway, feel free to make yourself comfortable." He smiles before going upstairs.

You stand still for a moment in the hallway as an eerie feeling suddenly starts crawling up your spine.

You ignore it, and instead start walking towards the livingroom.

Until the sound of something falling reaches your ears.

A sound that is directed from the basement.

Your first idea is to call for Ben, to alert him that you two probably aren't alone.

You don't do that however, because it could just be something falling off a shelf, right?

And so you decide to investigate it yourself.

As soon as you open the door to the basement, you're directly hit in the face with a very prominent copper scent. The same on you already smelled when you entered his house, except it's way too strong and there's something eerily familiar about it which you just can't pinpoint.

You silently push the door open, and turn on the lightswitch to the basement. Behind the door is a stony staircase, the rest of the basement is hidden away behind a wall. Curiosity takes over you, and you make your way downstairs before you can think about it twice.

As soon as you near the bottom, you spot blotches of red. The deep red substance is spread like a trail from he bottom stairs onto the rest of the room.

And then it clicks in your mind. It's blood. That's also the smell in the air. Was the intruder injured?

You step down the stairs while following the blood trail with you eyes.

You stumble back in fear and unpleasant suprise at the sight that greets you.

There's dead people down here. Most of which you don't recognise, but a few you do. 

You gasp as you look into a pair of wide blue eyes.

Sara.

She's sitting there, eyes wide open, with cuts all over. There's big ones in her rib case and near her organs, you can even see Intestines spread over the floor.

She's obviously dead.

But how come she's here?

Ben didn't do this? Did he?

Next to her is Jaime, who's eyes are closed but his chest is rising and falling.

He's alive.

You run over to him and shake him awake, not minding the blood that's now on your hands.

" Jaime! Please! Wake up!" You say desperately, tears now escaping your eyes.

" Y/N? Y/N! You have to get out of here. Ben, he's not who you think he is!" He tells you desperately.

" I'm not leaving you! Can you walk?" You ask him trough your tears.

" I'm chipped Y/N, you have to go. Get help. Ben's insane. He's a de-"

" Demon? Mass murderer? Failure? Dead? Is one of those what you wanted to tell her? How dare you lie to her! I'm none of those!" A voice suddenly booms trough the air.

You turn around while starting to shake. Jaime tries to hold you close to him with the little strength he has left. There Ben stands, still with red pupils and black eyes, dried red streaks still on his cheeks.

" Don't fucking touch her." Ben screams angrily, ripping you all but gently away from the male, causing you to tremble against him.

" Don't be afraid my love, he won't touch you again." Ben sushes you.

Is he really thinking that you're afraid of him?

" N-no. Let me go. Do-don't touch me." You tell him, pushing away from him.

He looks confused by your behavior.

" What's wrong baby? Please don't believe whatever lies he told you.-"

" What lies?! That you've killed my friend?! That you've killed these innocent people?! That you've chipped him?!" You yelled.

" They all deserved it Y/N! They're all in the way of our love!" Ben yells back desperately, stepping towards you.

" I don't even know these people!" You say, stepping back into the wall, knocking into a shelf.

You turn around to see what you knocked into.

Wait, is that the Nintendo 64?

" They all stared at you with sick twisted ideas! They really do deserve it." He tells you.

Suddenly it clicks in your mind.

" You're Ben from the game." You state.

He nods.

" Yes bu-"

" How?.."

" You clicked my game onto your computer remember."

" It was you wasn't it? You're the reason I've lost my job. You're the reason my friends all turned their back to me." You wishper, eyes now gathering in your eyes.

You've been so incredibly fucking stupid.

He's the reason your life has turned down the drain.

" Yes. But it's good right. Now we can finally be together." He says like a crazy man in love.

Which he is.

You start sobbing as you fall onto your knees realizing, all these people here. They've all died because of you.

" Hey, don't worry my live. We can now finally be together."

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Running With the Wolves [1]

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-> Yuri Leclarc x Fem!Reader

-> Modern!Au | Gang!Au | Enemies to Lovers

-> Word Count: ~3.3k

-> Warnings: Violence, Blood, Cursing, Weapons

-> Summary: You were just a normal college student, trying to find her way in a new place. You didn’t mean to get caught up in the wrong crowd. You just wanted coffee, but now you’re running with the wolves.

-> A/N: SURPRISE I POSTED IT EARLY ! thanks to my lovely beta readers for helping me revise and edit this chapter to make it better! i’m still in a writing mental block but i think this is one step closer to getting out of it! so, please enjoy (again)! also, all characters are aged up (21+)! also y’all should reblog this so it gets out more 🥺

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"Fuck- She's losing too much blood, Boss, she's not gonna make it!"

"No, no. She's going to make it- I'll make sure of it. Stay alive!"

Your vision was dark and blurry- you couldn't quite see anything. You could only make out a few silhouettes hovering above you, each one rushing around and yelling frantically. You couldn't count how many were there. Your vision kept doubling and it was hard to discern one person from three. Focusing just caused things to get worse.

"Someone put pressure on the damn wound! She certainly won't make it if you all keep messing around."

It was only now that you noticed a sharp pain radiating from your chest, right below your ribs. You gasped loudly and coughed. It hurt worse than the throbbing that already coursed through your head. Your body burned.

Trying to look down, you saw a rag soaked in blood. Hands with bright nails pressed down on your wound to slow the flow, but it didn't seem to be helping. You started feeling dizzy and laid back again, clenching your eyes tight as nausea engulfed you.

"No, keep your eyes open, Y/N, dammit! Wake up!"

Slowly, the pain began fading, as did your view of the people above you and their voices. You could still barely hear the voice crying, sobbing out your name. Whoever they were, they were crushed.

"Wake up!"

Was that voice finally fading away too?

"Wake up!"

No- it was getting louder.

"Wake up!"

"Ellie, what the fuck do you want?" You groaned, rolling over on your bed.

Your roommate bounced on her knees, making your bed creak loudly. "What do you mean? It's like 10am, your class is at 11. Don’t talk to me with that tone of voice."

"Fuck me."

"Absolutely not, baby." Ellie smacked a pillow beside you and got up. "Get ready!" She went to her own room, leaving you to your own devices.

When you applied for an apartment roommate, Ellie was certainly not the one you were expecting. You would've preferred a chill, laid-back, person. Instead, Eleonora Yumizuru walked into your life (and apartment) and practically made herself at home. She didn't judge you from transferring so far away from your old home for your last year of college, claiming that "home roots don't mean shit when it comes to making it in the real world".

She had the right to say such a thing, having moved to Fodlan from another country in her youth. She was able to understand the occasional homesickness and help you cope as you adjusted to Fodlan life. She understood you like the back of her hand from the moment you met and you did the same for her.

Really, you had to let her move in. She’d probably have stayed even if you rejected her.

She was the complete opposite of what you were looking for- overconfident, stubborn, loud- but she grew on you and easily became your best friend. There was just something about the bubbly, blue-eyed, blonde-bobbed bitch that hooked you.

She had certainly hooked other people as well, but thank God her bedroom is on the other side of the apartment. Her social skills and magnetic personality worked for platonic friends and acquaintances as well. Ellie was constantly bringing over friends, allowing you to expand your own circle. She was heaven-sent for a newbie like you.

You sat up from your bed, yawning and stretching. Trudging to your bathroom, you rolled your eyes as the infamous Taylor Swift blared through Ellie's speakers, "Shake it Off" shaking the entire apartment. Nothing against T. Swift, but sometimes she was not the first thing you want to hear when you wake up. At least not at max volume. Ignoring the song switching to "You Belong With Me" -another banger from Swift herself, but really "Teardrops on My Guitar” was your favorite- you finished getting ready and lazed into Ellie's room.

"I've got class 'till late today." You sat on her bed. "Do you want me to pick up dinner? It’ll let me explore the area."

"Oh, please do. You need to get out more. But where?"

You shrugged. "There's really only like two good food places here. Golden Pizza and Blue Lion Buffet. Your choice."

Ellie thought for a moment. "I went to the buffet with my little friend Touma the other day... so pizza! I just can't choose a side in their little spat."

"Spat?" You tilted your head.

"Goodness, Y/N! I know you're a little new here, but you haven't even heard of the shit that goes on between those restaurant owners?"

Shaking your head, you stayed silent for her to continue.

"The owners of Blue Lion Buffet, Eagle's Freezery, and Golden Pizza are all huge rivals. I heard they were all close, but went their separate ways. All the owners' kids are our age, too. They go to Fodlan Uni, but I don't know who they are." She smiled. "I am an esteemed woman with an upcoming high status. Who would I be to take sides? I prefer to cater to them all."

You could only nod, hiding a smirk at Ellie’s infatuation of fame. A huge restaurant rivalry. How funny. "What about that little cafe on the corner? What's it called? Café des Loups?"

"They're pretty neutral, just some college dropouts trying to make some money. I think they’re gonna get involved eventually- every restaurant’s been dragged into their drama at least once."

You nodded, standing up and messing with your apartment keys. "I'll keep that in mind. Bye, Ellie!"

"Bye! I better see some pizza later!" She called as you made your way out of the apartment, now playing "I Knew You Were Trouble".

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

College was honestly a scam.

You sat in the classes for two hours at a time, for what? You were paying thousands of dollars to be talked at by old dusty men who made you fall asleep faster than trying to read their overpriced textbooks. You paid thousands to nap at a desk.

Unfortunately for you, though, your thousand dollar desk nap was interrupted by a tapping on the surface. You huffed and looked up, coming face to face with a pair of soft, orange eyes. They radiated kindness and just looking into them seemed to lift your mood immediately.

"Hey, you need to wake up for this part. The professor said there's gonna be a quiz on this section tomorrow."

You shot up, looking back at your professor. Blushing embarrassedly, you smiled at the boy. "Thank you..."

"Ferdinand." He drew his bottom lip in between his teeth, as if to conceal his smile, before giving up and returning yours just as brightly.

As you faced forward to Professor Hanneman, as you were pretty sure his name was- or was it Ham Man? You didn’t care enough to know- you were now struggling with two distractions. One, the weight of your eyelids as they threatened to pull you back into dreamland. Two, Ferdinand.

You kept glancing at him, taking in his complexion. He must have come to class late, since you didn't see him before. Or maybe he was on time- you did fall asleep quite early into the lecture.

You were eyeing his carefully sculpted jawline, dotted with subtle stubble that connected to sideburns and led up to clean, silky, orange hair. You wished to run your fingers through it-

"Y/N, this is the second time I've seen you not paying attention." You jumped nearly three feet in the air. "Next time, I'll have to ask you to leave my class since you are obviously taking it as a joke."

"I-I'm not joking! Sorry!" You stuttered, finally finding a reason to keep your attention on the lecture. You did look away once, just to glare at Ferdinand, who only winked and chuckled at your misfortune.

Class was eventually over and you sighed, finally loosening up from forcing yourself to pay attention. You packed your notebook and laptop and swung your backpack on, getting ready to leave the room before a voice called to you.

You turned back. "Ferdinand?"

"I was simply wondering where your next class was. I can walk you to it, if you'd like." Said boy walked quickly towards you, holding himself with a nearly-perfect posture. You felt anxious- he was trying to make himself seem like a gentleman, but you still felt a little unnerved.

"Oh, um, sure! It's not for another fifteen minutes, but it is across campus."

Ferdinand's grin seemed to get larger, making his eyes crinkle at the edges. "How wonderful! That little café is down there and I've been meaning to check it out anyways. It works out perfectly."

"Uh, yeah." You laughed nervously. This was the first time a boy had taken interest in you- or was he really interested? Maybe he's just being nice-

"Also, before I forget. May I get your number? I'd like to talk to such a gorgeous woman like you a little more."

Oh, he was so interested. You had to make yourself breathe again as you handed him your phone to let him put his number in. He gave it back to you and you noticed a heart and a smiley face emoticon next to his contact name. Your heart fluttered at the sight of the emojis and you felt your cheeks heat up a bit. Ferdinand gave you a sweet smile before holding the door open for you, letting you lead the way to your next class.

On the way to the building, Ferdinand spent the time asking you questions and getting to know you better. He had scratched basically the entire surface of you, save for the secrets that new people shouldn't know, and the same could be said for you. Ferdinand was definitely a polished and refined man. He made quite the impression on you.

"What are you doing after classes?" You asked, hoping to invite him for pizza at your apartment.

"Ah, I've got work!" He smiled sheepishly. He definitely caught onto your hopes...

"Really? Where? Maybe after, you could stop by for some Golden Pizza-"

"Actually, I work at the Eagles Freezery." He was tense, suddenly. "So I really shouldn't. Rivalry and all of that, you know?"

You were a little confused, actually. "Why would that prevent you from hanging out for a bit? You didn't buy it, I did. Plus I thought the rivalry was only between the buffet and the pizza place?”

"It's- it's a loyalty thing. It’s between all three of us.”

"It's a restaurant. How loyal could you possibly be to a dumb little ice cream parlor-"

"It's more than that!" Ferdinand snapped his mouth closed, suddenly making himself quiet after his angry outburst. "Listen, I cannot and will not eat there, look at it, talk about it, or do literally anything about it. Please, just understand that."

"Uh, yeah." You nervously readjusted your backpack on your shoulder. "I- I should get to class now. I'll see you later, Ferdinand."

"Goodbye, I'll message you after work!" With that, he sent you a wink and a smile and turned, going about his own day with the most carefree pep in his step. As if nothing ever happened. You, on the other hand, could not have been more confused. Ferdinand seemed unpredictable when it came to his moods. He was comforting and kind, yet was so… upset when you insulted the parlor. It was a restaurant. Why did he get so worked up about it? Maybe Ellie was right about it being such a big deal.

· · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·

“I just ordered! Go, go, I’m starving!”

Not even five minutes after you got out of your last class, Ellie was calling to remind you about dinner. You were still slightly unnerved from your encounter with Ferdinand, but you agreed to pick it up and would never hear the end of it if you didn’t do something as simple as takeout.

Golden Pizza was only about two blocks away and you stayed on the phone with your roommate the entire time, only saying goodbye as you walked in the establishment. The restaurant was very nice, the honey yellow walls and the glow of the wood-fired oven making the ambience warm and welcoming. You didn’t wait long in the line, soon coming up to meet a boy about your age with a glimmering emerald gaze and a smile just as bright at the front counter.

“Hi!” The boy- Claude, according to his nametag- greeted, “How can I help you?”

“I’m just picking up an order for Eleonora Yumizuru.”

Claude nodded and typed a few things into a computer at the counter. “I know Ellie! She and I had Stats together before she dropped out to pursue her acting career. She’s certainly something.”

“Oh, definitely. I’m her roommate.” Speaking of the devil, your phone vibrated in your pocket. It was a message from her. “She actually just messaged me. Wants me to bring her a dumb little lemonade from that cafe.”

Claude laughed, “You can go and get it now, if you’d like. Your pizza will be a few more minutes. Ellie set the time for your pickup for later, so you’re actually ten minutes early.”

You thanked him and left, walking to the cafe. You took your time, observing the shops around you. Across the street from Golden Pizza stood the Blue Lion Buffet. You smiled to yourself- what a cliche to have rivals across from each other. Beside the pizza parlor was another food shop, the Eagles Freezery. You thought about Ferdinand- he said he was working today. Maybe you could drop by and- No. No, Y/N. Go get your lemonade and go.

A soft bell chimed as you opened the door. You saw four people in cafe uniforms, going about their day as you approached the register.

“Welcome to our humble abode!”

“Constance, that’s only used for a home.”

You shyly waved at the so-called Constance and the pink-haired girl who corrected her. Cafe des Loups- or Cafe of Wolves- was a quaint place, quiet and not crowded, kind of like an off-brand Starbucks. Dim lights adorned the high black ceiling, illuminating the shop just enough for a comforting ambience. There was a mural of a rainforest painted on the wall to the opposite of the counter with comfortable tables and lounging areas. If you could, you’d probably waste the day away lounging around. It was the perfect environment for an introvert like you.

At this shop, a large dark-haired man controlled the register instead of Claude. As you approached the register, you noticed that he wasn’t wearing a nametag, but you had a small urge to call him Bigfoot.

“Hey! What can I get ‘cha?”

You scoured the menu. “Just two pink lemonades is fine-”

“Oh! Good choice!” Constance interrupted you, coming to stand beside the man. “Yuri-bird over there makes the best sweet lemonades!”

You followed her gaze over to a man who was sitting on a stool, slouched down and leaning his head on his hand. He stretched and stood up. “Thank God, we haven’t had many customers all day. I was starting to think we lost our appeal.”

“Of course we have not!” Constance replied. She turned to you, but you couldn’t tell whether she was still talking to Yuri or you. Maybe it was neither. “Not when someone as handsome as Yuri is making the drinks and my attractive self is greeting the customers!”

“Hey! I’m just as much of a visual as the boss-man.” The taller man joined in after taking your money. “We’re all pretty nice looking. Especially this little lady ordering~”

You blushed a bit. “Oh, please, I’m nothing special-”

“Nothing special?” Constance laid her hand against her chest. “You’re wonderful! Almost on the same level as me. Isn’t that right, Yuri-birdie?”

Yuri looked up from making your drinks, his analytical eyes seemingly boring holes into you. You shuddered, feeling like he could tell your deepest and darkest secrets from just looking at you. He shrugged, going back to the lemonades.

“She’s alright, I suppose.”

“You suppose? Yuri, that’s rude-”

Hapi was midway through lecturing the purple-haired man when the door to the shop chimed open and a rather large group came in. Yuri looked up and suddenly stood alert, as did the other three workers. In the group, you saw a familiar head of orange hair and orange eyes met yours. Your face screwed up into confusion.

“Ferdinand?”

“Don’t say anything.” The leader of the group, a short, white-haired girl snarled. “Are you a new… worker here?”

“Wh- you just told me not to say anything.”

Slowly, Yuri and the other three came up beside you, standing slightly in front. Your heart nearly stopped- you were in the middle of something you definitely weren’t supposed to be in and your sass had gotten on their bad side already. The white-haired girl scrutinized the five of you, her lavender eyes piercing holes through whatever facade of confidence you had tried to put up. You could feel yourself literally wither under her gaze, even more than you did when Yuri looked at you.

“What do you want, Edelgard?” Yuri put his hands on his hip, one fiddling with something under his shirt.

“I want your loyalty.”

Yuri snorted. “You aren’t in charge.”

“I’m not? Hm. Tell that to my father after he stepped down. I’m the leader now- the emperor, if you will.” Edelgard sighed heavily. “I have no time for more conversation if you won’t comply. Hubert, deal with them.”

The terrifying man who you assumed was Hubert suddenly reached in his coat and pulled out a handgun, aiming it at the five of you. Yuri quickly retaliated and pulled one of his own, throwing it at Constance before grabbing your wrist and running to the back. A loud gunshot rang through the air as you and Yuri continued to run. You both dodged around coffee shop equipment and he dragged you through a labyrinth that they considered the back of the store.

As you were running, Yuri pulled you to a sharp right turn and your arm scraped against a metal machine in your way. You hissed in pain and looked down at it, seeing a large wound going down your shoulder to your elbow. It was starting to bleed rather quickly, but you had no time to worry about it. You’d have time to tend to it if you survived.

“What’s happening?”

“No time to explain. Quick, hide!”

Yuri pushed you against the wall in between two larger cabinets and stood in front, grabbing yet another gun from his other hip. He cocked it, listening for the ruckus of the fight in the main room to make its way towards your location. You were shaking like a leaf, grabbing tightly onto your wounded arm and smearing blood all over your fingers and your clothes. You breathed heavily, trying to calm yourself at least a little- was this why Ferdinand had been so defensive over the Eagles Freezery? What kind of restaurant rivalry would constitute attempted murder? And wasn’t this cafe uninvolved anyways? You didn't have time to ponder any more questions as a loud crash echoed through the room. Yuri lifted his gun and began to speak lowly, not taking his eyes off of the door.

“When I say run, go out the back door and get in the black car back there. Don’t go home- one of them will find you.”

A gunshot rang through the air and Constance, Balthus, and Hapi burst through the doors, running towards you all. Yuri turned to you as the three of them caught up to him, pulling out their own weapons again as Edelgard began yelling.

“Run!”

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[killianglyndon]

Someone You Care ch5

Warnings: mild curses, case mentioned, typical svu stuff, hurt/comfort?

Word count: 2k+

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It had been months since you and Rafael disclosed. Things had been great for the two of you, you grew closer to each other. Since both of your jobs were demanding, you always ended up in his place or sometimes he ended up in yours. So, Rafael had asked if you like to move in with him, and you obviously said yes to his offer.

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“It’s been a long week.” You sighed as you shrugged off your jacket. “It is.” Rafael said and helped you hang up your jacket. You walked into Rafa...no you and Rafael’s living room to sit down on the couch. You smiled to yourself when you thought of this, you and Rafael’s home. Rafael caught your smile while walking toward the couch and sat down next to you. He loosened up the tie and unbuttoned a few buttons before throwing his arm behind your shoulder.

“What are you smiling for?” He asked softly. “Nothing, I’m just happy. You know? Us coming home together and snuggling on the couch.” You smiled. Rafael beamed to your words, “I’m happy too.” Rafael leaned closer to peck a kiss on your forehead. Ring Ring. You grabbed your phone and checked who was calling, “It’s Jay.” You said to Rafael before answering.

“Hey, Jay.”

“Hey, (y/n).”

“What’s wrong? Something happened?”

“No. No. It’s just that we’re going to have a Thanksgiving dinner party next month. And we miss you a lot, so I just want to know if you like to come? Maybe you can bring your hotshot lawyer boyfriend?”

“I would love to, but I have to check with Lieutenant Benson first. It has been a little crazy here.”

“Same here.” Jay laughed

“I’ll let you know soon, okay?”

“Okay, take care.”

“You too, Jay.”

“So… you remember Halstead?” You asked. “Yeah, a detective from Intelligence. Right?” You nodded. “He asked if we wanted to have Thanksgiving dinner with them. And they wanted to meet you.” “You know they met me before right?” Rafael joked. “I know. But they still want to meet you. Since you’re my boyfriend now.” You chuckled. “I’ll ask the D.A’s office. I got plenty of vacation time. I think we can definitely spend Thanksgiving in Chicago.” Rafael said and used his hand to stroke your hair. “Thank you.” You smiled and snuggled into his chest. “There’s no need, (y/n). I know how much they mean to you. And I want to meet your friends as your boyfriend too.” Rafael wrapped his arms around you and trailed small circles on your back.

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SVU had been working on Gary Munson’s case non-stop. You felt sick about this, a correctional officer used his power to sexually assault female inmates. The investigation was certainly not easy since many of Munson’s victims who Rafael and the squad helped to make bail later refused to testify. Thankfully, Liv and Chief Dodds managed to talk to Charisse and had her help put Munson away. The squad successfully arrested Munson.

It had been days since the squad put Munson away, but he made bail of course. And Rafael had not been like him recently, whenever you said or asked him something, he just gave you a short answer. Rafael seemed distant...and it had been bothering you a lot. Maybe it was work? It had been a lot of things going on lately.

Two of you were lying on the bed, Rafael turned his back on you. You leaned to him and asked, “Rafi, is everything okay?” “Yeah.” “What’s wrong? You know you can talk to me right?” “Everything is fine, (y/n).” Rafael snapped. “D… did I do something wrong?” “Just drop it, please.” “Fine. I’ll go to sleep in the guest room.” You murmured, got up from the bed, and walked out of the bedroom. Rafael tried to say something to make you stay, but nothing came out of his mouth. And you had already walked out of the bedroom.

Why wouldn’t he talk to you? Was he tired of you? Did you do something wrong? Or were you not good enough for him? Millions of thoughts came through your head, you felt hot tears rolled down your cheeks. You cried for hours until you were too tired and drifted into sleep.

And Rafael didn't exactly have a good night's sleep. Instead, he didn’t have any sleep at all, knowing you were crying in the other room. He felt wretched, but he had to do this. He had to protect you from this.

You woke up earlier than usual, you hardly had decent sleep last night. You decided to leave for work before Rafael woke up, you just didn’t want to face him last night. It was just too much.

You walked into the bullpen and were greeted by your partner, Sonny. “Morning, (y/n).” “Morning.” You murmured. You sat down in your chair and put your bag down. “Everything okay?” Sonny asked. “Yeah.” You replied hastily. Sonny could tell that something was wrong, but he decided not to push it. Sonny definitely saw your reddish and puffy eyes from crying last night. Your hair was a little messy, it was obviously you had a shitty night yesterday.

“Want some cannolis?” Sonny gestured. “Thanks.” You grabbed one. You knew Sonny was trying to cheer you up, you two had been partners for more than a year. He was your partner and a friend you could pour your heart out.

A few hours later, Rafael came into the precinct.

You eyed him walking in the bullpen, and you tried to avoid any eye contact with him. He walked into Liv’s office without saying anything to you. Rafael usually would have given you a kiss or gave you a squeeze on your shoulder. But he didn’t. Sonny definitely noticed this too. Thankfully, Liv had sent you and Sonny to interview some people for the case. You were kind of relieved that you didn’t have to face Rafael, yet, you felt powerless cause you didn’t know what to do.

You and Sonny were sitting in the car, “Okay, something definitely wrong with you and Barba. Want to talk about it?” “I…” You tried to say something but nothing came out.“Hey, it’s okay if you don’t want to talk. I’m here whenever you’re ready.” Sonny said. “No. I want to talk.” “Okay.” You took a deep breath before starting, “So, uh...this might sound stupid but Rafael is being distant recently. I mean I tried to ask him what’s going on, but he just shut me down. I don’t know what’s going on, Sonny. Was he...going to break up with me..?” Sonny gave you an assuring grip on your arm, “I don’t think he’s going to break up with you, (y/n). Barba is so in love with you, ya know? Maybe something happened to him and he’s not ready to talk.” “I really don’t know, Sonny…”

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Rafael was miserable without you, but he thought he was doing the right thing. The threat started a few weeks ago, at first, Rafael didn’t think it was a big deal. Being an A.D.A, he got threatened all the time. But, last week, a letter with photos of you and Rafael together was sent to him. He was horrified upon seeing that, he had to protect you. He had to. But how? Rafael thought if he distanced himself from you, you would walk away. And you would be safe, he recalled the other night when he snapped at you. God, he felt so terrible about it, it broke his heart to hear you sobbing in the other room. But, maybe you would walk away, and you would be safe, right?

The other night, Rafael went home and found you weren’t there. He had tried to push you away, and now you were really gone. But wait, where would you go…? Your old place had rented out to someone else a few weeks ago. “Shit.” He cursed. Then he checked his phone to see if you had texted him, no new messages from you. You didn’t text him. He saw Carisi‘s name pop up on his phone, so he picked it up.

“Counselor, (y/n) crashes at my place tonight. Don’t worry, I tried to ask her to text you, but she was out as soon as she hit the bed.”

“Thanks, Carisi.”

“But I really think you should talk to her whatever is going on between you. She was really upset.”

“I…I can’t…”

“Ya did something wrong?”

“No. I mean not exactly…”

“Not trying to intrude but ya really need to talk to her soon. Figure it out, Will ya?”

“I will. Night Carisi.”

“Night.”

Rafael certainly did some thinking after his conversation with Carisi. Rafael didn’t realize how much pain he would cause you when he tried to push you away, he thought you would be safe at least. Truth be told, you were both miserable without each other. Rafael lay in the shared bed of yours, it felt empty without you beside him. Your sweet floral scents were still there, but it just didn’t feel right without your presence.

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Rafael must make this right, so he had asked Liv if she could meet up at his office this morning. Liv was always a great friend of Rafael’s and if anyone could help him, it would be her.

Liv was sitting on his office’s couch, and Rafael took out some files for her. “When did this start?” Liv asked as she kept checking out the files. “A few weeks ago, but I didn’t think it was a big deal. I mean I got threats all the time. I guess it’s the perks of being an A.D.A.” Rafael chuckled bitterly. “But then a letter with (y/n) and I’s photos were sent to me… I assumed whoever it was had been following us for weeks.” “You know you are friends with a bunch of cops right?” Liv asked and put down the files. “I know… I just thought if I push her away, and she’ll be safe…” “That’s...that’s… Rafael… I’ll look into this with the squad, okay? In the meantime, talk to (y/n), okay? She’s not doing great…” Liv sighed.“I will…thanks…” Rafael replied. Liv stood up and walked towards the door, “We’ll get him...” Liv said before leaving. Rafael rubbed his face with his hands, trying to get himself together.

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It had been a week since you heard from Rafael, he didn’t even try to call or text you. Was it really the end? You had been crashing at Sonny’s place since the day you told Sonny about it. You were sitting on his couch and watching whatever show playing on the TV. Sonny had been a really good friend ever since you two had partnered up, he was always there for you whenever you need. You felt bad about crashing at his place for almost a week, but he had assured you that you could stay as long as you needed. Knock Knock. “Were you expecting someone?” You asked. “Uh...I will go get it.” Sonny said awkwardly before getting up from the couch and walked over to open the door.

Not too long, Sonny walked back to the living room with someone behind him. “Who is it?” You asked and turned your gaze to him. It was Rafael. “Hey… I was wondering if we could… talk?” Rafael asked. He looked almost a little timid. “Sure… ” You murmured. “I’ll give you two the room.” Sonny said before disappearing into his room. Rafael walked towards you and sat down next to you. “I… I’m sorry, mi amor.” Rafael whispered and put his hand on top of yours. “I was getting threats the past few weeks…” “Wait, what? Why didn’t you say anything?” You asked. “I get threats all the time, I didn’t think it was serious until… I got an envelope with our photos in it. Whoever has done this must follow us for a while.” Rafael said and looked away from you.

“I...you could have told me, Rafi. We’re in this together…” You murmured and tears were around your eyes’ corner. “I know… and I’m sorry Cariño… I really am.” Rafael trailed. You couldn’t hold your tears anymore, you just let them roll down your cheeks. Rafael pulled you into his arm and held you tight as if he was afraid to lose you. “I forgive you, Rafi.” You murmured into his chest. “I love you, Cariño.” Rafael kissed the top of your head. “I love you too.” You said as you wrapped your arms tightly around him. Rafael pulled away a little and leaned in to kiss you on your lips. It was a chaste and gentle kiss, all loving and soft then turned into passionate and breathless. You pulled away after you were all short of air, and you tilted your head and saw a red-faced Sonny Carisi standing in the hallway. “Jesus, Sonny. You were there all the time?” You asked. “What? No… I thought you two were having some problems, ya know? You became...uh quite…” Sonny said awkwardly. You chuckled into Rafael’s chest, “Never have seen two grownups kissing, Carisi?” Rafael teased. “What!? No! I guess you can take this and go home, (y/n)...” Sonny handed you your bag. “Yeah, yeah.” You grabbed the bag from him and walked to the door with Rafael. Sonny walked two of you out, “Hey, thank you, Sonny.” You said and gave him a hug. “No worries, (y/n).” You two pulled away and said goodbye before leaving.

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That night, you slept in Rafael’s embrace with your head under his chin. You breathed into his scent, it felt right. It felt like home. It was a long week for both of you, so you passed out as soon as you were in his arms. Rafael didn’t fall asleep until he took in your sleeping form in his arms. Rafael swore to himself that he would never let you go again, ever.

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[sunarintoes]

Dear Whoever: [Kuroo]

Synopsis: One day you receive a confession in your locker and it leads you on a scavenger hunt around the school.

TW: none :)

WC: 1.4K

“All I'm saying is that aliens totally exist! I mean, the world is so big and earth is so tiny! It's super obnoxious to think we’re the only living organisms out there!” You say waving your arms around as Kuroo laughs at you.

“Yn what's that hanging out if your locker?” Kenma asks as the three of you finally arrive at the lockers. 

You walk closer to inspect it, “it looks like a piece of paper?” you complete your locker code and you are met with a bouquet of chocolate roses and a small pink note.

“Oya? What's the note say?”

“Dear Yn, I know you don't have a boyfriend and I like you but you will have to go on a fun expedition to find me! Don't rush, it's probably best if you start after school. You'll find the next note where the sun creates time. Signed, anonymous.”

“Lame,” Kenma mumbles.

“Lame? You're just jealous!” Kuroo says. 

“Anonymous is lame, don't even try to defend unless- oh I get it.”

“Get what Kenma? Kuroo do you know who sent this?”

“Ah yeah no sorry Ynie.”

You scowl at him, “you're definitely hiding something.”

“Well we have class now, I'll see you during recess, bye!” Kuroo says as he drags Kenma away. 

The school day felt long as you eagerly waited for the last bell that represented the end of the day. Once it comes you rush out of the classroom to meet with Kenma and Kuroo at your lockers. “Hey Kenma! Huh? Where's Kuroo? He said he'd help out with the hint,” you say.

“Oh yeah about that… he had to talk with the coach about the, uh, behaviour issues of the first years.”

You playfully sigh as you look out the window, “it was bound to happen one day.”

“Should we get started?”

“Yn! Kenma! Let us help you!”

You look behind you to see Yaku and Kai quickly walking towards you, “yeah sure!” 

“Where the sun creates time, huh?” Yaku sighs, “this is more difficult than I thought it would be, and it's only the first hint!”

“Didn't people used to use the sun to tell the time?” says Kai.

Your eyes widen, “sundial!”

“Nice going Yn! Look there's a pink slip!” Yaku cheers.

You walk up to the sundial and take a look at the slip, “dear Yn, well done on completing stage one of your scavenger hunt. Wonder what would happen if you climbed onto the sundial only to fall off and hurt yourself. Signed, anonymous,” you frown at the paper, “does this dude want me to fall off?”

“No,” says Kenma, “he’s probably just an idiot who sucks at wordig things and creating puzzles.” You laugh and roll your eyes along with Yaku and Kai.

“Where do you think you'd go if you hurt yourself?” asks Yaku.

“Mmm… first aid?” you say.

“Maybe the next clue is in there?” suggests Kai. 

The four of you pick up the pace (much to Kenma’s dismay) and arrive at the nurses’ office in a record time of four minutes. 

“Morning Dr. Kun, is there by chance a pink slip in here?”

“The only pink slips I know of are the ones used for emergencies, sorry guys.”

“That's fine,” Kenma says, “can we look in here?” Dr. Kun ponders the question for a bit before agreeing with a wide smile.

“Yn! Over here!” calls Yaku.

“Did you find it?”

“Yes and it says, dear Yn. congrats on finding yet another pink note. We must have chemistry together! Signed anonymous.” 

You deadpan at Yaku, “and what's that supposed to mean?”

You look at Kai, “surely you know where to go?”

He chuckles while rubbing the back of his head, “well… chemistry is science right? Let's head to the science rooms?”

You groan, “there are five science classrooms, how are we supposed to find it?”

“Well there's only three third year classes, and all of them happen within the same two classrooms so let's split up and check in there?” 

“Good idea Yaku!”

You say goodbye to Dr Kun as you run out - completely missing the confused expression on his face. 

You and Kenma walk into science-2C and begin looking all over for a pink slip. 

`Here I found it, it says ‘dear Yn, you're sodium fine, physically and mentally of course- ew this is disgusting, I’m not reading the rest I'll lose brain cells,” Kenma scowls while handing you the note.

You scoff as you continue to read the note, “blah blah sodium fine blah blah, fun fact about me, i like to hit the gym.” you look to Kenma, “should we head to the gym? Like the one on campus?”

He shrugs in response, “suppose so.” You grab the other two and make your way to the gyms. 

‘We've checked all the gyms, there's no pink slip anywhere!” you frown.

“Not all of them,” Kenma mumbles.

You perk up, “well yeah, we haven't checked the volleyball one but why would we? Surely you would know if someone on your team likes me, right?”

The three of them avoid contact before Kai offers a small smile, “can't hurt to check yeah?”

You agree and once more, make your way to where the next clue should be. After a few minutes of walking you're in front of the volleyball gym and you reach out to open the doors. 

“Surprise!” screams a chorus of voices, you jump back in shock.

“Yn! Nice to see you! Look here's a pink slip!” says Inouka. 

You thank him and look around the gym - trying to find anything that would give away clues. “Dear Yn, this time it's off campus, take your time. The boys will accompany you to my crib - but only as escorts. They won't tell you who I am. That's the end of the note,” you look up to Lev, Inouka and Shibayama. “So you first years are supposed to come with me? But where to?”

“Sorry Yn! Can't tell you!” says Shibayama. 

You sigh and flop to the ground, let's take a look at all the clues… maybe we can figure out who this person is?”

“Good idea,” says Yaku. 

You lay out the five notes, “so we know the first one directed me to the sundial, then to first aid, then to the science classrooms, then to the gym and lastly, this dude’s house.”

Kai bends down and points to the first two notes, “has something significant happened at the sundial? With you and another person?”

Your eyes widen, “how could I have forgotten?! Kuroo and I first met there, we were partnered up in some class during our first year and when we met at the sundial I ended up getting sick.

He had to help me to first aid! Oh and the science- I know where to go!” you stand up and say a curt goodbye to the boys before running off. 

You run down the streets of Tokyo until you get to the train station, you get on and get impatient so you tap your  foot as you wait for the train to come to the stop you want to get off of. After a few minutes you get off and start running again. You run and run until you see his house in the distance.

You open his gate and see him standing there, a pink slip in his hands. “Chemistry! We have chemistry together, and you play volleyball - you hit the gym with the balls, we first met at the sundial. Kuroo!”

He shoots you a dorky grin, “you're smarter than you look huh?” You smile at him, partly out of breath from the vigorous exercise you surprisingly did.  “Here's the next note.”

“Dear Yn, you've found me and completed the scavenger hunt. Want a reward?” you look at him, “reward huh? I'll take it.”

“Only if you say you like me back.”

You roll your eyes, “I like you back, you big dork.”

He says nothing as he connects his lips with yours. You realise first kisses are really nothing special, they are awkward and there's definitely no fireworks explosion to celebrate the beginning of your relationship, but you come to realise that the imperfections make it perfect. It’s sweet and awkward but that's how things are in the beginning, and you like how the two of you can grow from this kiss - to learn how to kiss better, together - practicing with more kisses obviously. 

The two of you pull away as you feel your oxygen run low, you look into his eyes and giggle. “So that means we're dating now, right? Anonymous.”

He grimaces at the use of his alias, “yeah it's lame I get it.” he looks back down to your lips before he kisses you again. “Does that answer your question?”

You smile at him, “sure does!”

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[marauders-unite]

Don´t be such a boy | part II

Summary: Sirius was sending so many mixed signals. One day he´ll be laying in your lap under a tree on a sunny day. You´d be playing with his hair and sharing life stories. Next day he would tell you he didn't want to give you false hope and he didn't want a relationship. Then the day after he´d have you pinned against the prefect bathroom door kissing you all over. Everyone is talking about how girls are supposed to be complicated but this boy was really all over the place.

Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, mentions of smut, angst?

Words: 1940

A/N: I am loving writing this series! Hope you enjoy this part. Next one will be up on Wednesday one week from today xoxo Sorry if this is terrible, it´s a little messy  Part I here

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"I can´t believe how childish he is being.” you told lily as you sat down again in the library. “What happened?” Lily asked confused. You hadn't told Lily about you and Sirius having hooked up in the prefect bathroom. You debating on telling her then decided against it. You wouldn't like it if Sirius would share it with everyone so you wouldn't either. “I don´t know, Sirius thinks I shouldn't be talking to will” you told her. She raised her eyebrows at you in surprise, and a slight smirk on her lips. “Is that so? huh, thats... interesting.” she said then turning back to her essay. “What do you mean?” “It´s just that if I didn't know any better I´d say he was jealous.” she said not looking up from her parchment but you could see her smiling. You rolled your eyes and huffed. “Why on earth would he be jealous of me talking to will? or anyone for that matter.” “Your guess is as good as mine.” she told you still looking down smiling to her self. Maybe he was jealous? but what did that mean for the two of you. He was the one saying he didn't want anything Sirius? Did he lie? No it´s Sirius. He´s a player. He would never want anything serious, or did he?

“So pad foot what was that about?” James asked as Sirius walked into the common room. “Nothing” He said looking angry as he sat down in a unoccupied chair. “Didn't seem like nothing.” Peter stated. Sirius sent him eyes like daggers. “Well sorry to disappoint” He muttered and looked down. And with that the guys dropped it. Deciding it was better not to push it. Sirius had never felt like this before. He wasn't the jealous type. But seeing Wills hands around your waist and you smiling at him with your beautiful smile. It had waxed him in a way he hadn't experienced before. But y/n was right he had no right to be mad at her for flirting with Will. He decided that evening that he´d stop being angry with you. He´d try to be as normal as possible. Be careful not to react if he saw you with another guy. Even try to see if you couldn't get that thing he had with Marlene going again. Maybe that would help him forget about you. You your lips felt on his. Your soft skin. How good your hair smell...  He mentally hit himself for getting so easily distracted. No he told him self, he couldn't. 

"Are we good?” You asked Sirius the next day as you sat next to him in Transfiguration. He smiled at you. “We´re spectacular love.” He told you this, and seemed to be back to his normal flirtatious self. But something about it just seemed to good to be true. It was such a big switch from how he had acted yesterday. “Sirius-” You started but he cut you off. “y/n sorry about yesterday, it´ll never happen again.” Then just as you wanted to say something. Ask what he really meant about what he said. Not liking seeing you flirt with others. But before you could start Professor McGonagall started the lesson.

“So how´s things going with you and Will?” Lily asked you in Astronomy. “Oh you know, he´s cute and everything but I don´t think it´ll be anything special to be honest.” This was true. Will was handsome but you just didn't´t click. He  was little to plain if you were going to be brutally honest. “That´s a shame.” she said eyeing you the looking down into her book again. “What about Sirius?” She said casually, not looking up at you. Not wanting to put any pressure behind her words. Though inside she was bursting to know what was going on between the two of you. “Lily we kissed and... Well he doesn't want anything serious so I´m not going to entertain myself with the idea.” You told her. “But what if he did want something more? Would you?” She asked now looking up to see your reaction to her words. You felt your body tense a little then you exhaled and looked down at your work. Pretending not to care. “Well he don´t so I don´t have to think about the what if.” You told her ending the conversation.

As you and lily walked into the grounds during lunch to enjoy the nice weather you saw Sirius talking to Marlene. She was giggling at something he said. He was giving her his most dashing smile. She hit him playfully and he pulled her closer whispering something in her ear. Then when he looked up he saw you standing with lily a few feet away. His smile faltered. He look like he had been caught doing something he sound´t have. You´d had enough. Turning quickly you started walking fast towards the common. “Hey where you going?” Lily asked looking confused where you left her. Not turning back you just yelled back you´d forgotten something, and you would meet her in Arithmancy. You didn't know why it hurt you so much seeing him so openly flirting with Marlene. But it did. It felt like something had punched you in the gut. 

You went by the rest of the day as normal. Pretending that nothing had happened. Lily didn't´t bring it up, knowing it would just hurt you, though you didn't´t want to admit it. Seeing Sirius with someone else had made you unmistakably hurt. As you were walking with Lily and Remus Lily suddenly stopped. “Is that Regulus?” Lily said as you passed the court yard. You looked the same direction as she was. There was Sirius looking to be in a heated discussion with a slightly younger boy from Slytherin. He was handsome with the same dark hair as Sirius though his was shorter. “Yeah it is.” Remus said furrowing his brows looking concerned. You knew Sirius had a brother at Hogwarts, but it never hit you before know that you had never actually seen him before or knew who it was. “Looks like their having an argument.” Lily said. And sure enough just a second later Sirius said something loudly you couldn't quite make out before quickly turning and storming away. Leaving Regulus standing alone. He looked saddened. Then he a few moments later walked back into the castle. “They never talk” Remus said looking concerned. “I´m going to go check on him, I´ll se you later. He told you then walked the same direction Sirius had disappeared just moments earlier. 

That night you needed to clear your head. You needed some calm. So you headed to the astronomy tower. It had the most amazing views on starry nights like this. And most importantly it was usually empty this time of day. You were so confused about your feelings for Sirius. How what he had said didn't reflect his actions. How you´ made it clear you could flirt with whoever you liked, though seeing Sirius with Marlene had hurt you. He was obviously a player. You couldn't delude yourself with feelings of affections towards someone who would not return them. Or would he?

Before you made it all the way up you were met with the smell of smoke. As you entered you saw a boy sitting by the towers edge. A cigarette in one hand as he leaned back on his elbows looking out at the sky. You recognized the silhouette right away. “Sirius?” You asked gently. “You following me?” He said with a little laugh. “No I was just, I can go.” But as you turned away he spoke again. “I was just teasing you. You don´t have to leave.” It was something about his voice and his presence that made you feel like something was wrong. You walked over to him then sat down next to him. “I didn´t know you smoked.” You said simply. He smiled and looked down at the cigarette in his hand before moving it to his lips and taking a slow pull of it. “There´s a lot you don´t know about me. Not going to lecture me like my mom are you?” he told you as he exhaled the smoke. Neither of you looking at each other, just looking out on the starry sky. After sitting there in an comfortable silence for a while you spoke again ignoring his question. “Is everything alright Sirius?” You turned to him trying to catch his eyes but he just continued to look forward. He took inhaled a big breath then put out the cigarette on the hard wooden floor, leaving a mark. Then pushed himself up and sat straight, still not meeting your eyes. “Have you ever just felt like no matter what you do it´s gonna be wrong somehow.” He said this more like a statement then a question. He didn't really what made he confide in you. He hadn't even talked to James about this. Even though just a few hours ago the two of you had been avoiding each other, both upset with the other. It didn't seem to matter. You just felt like someone who would understand. Like you´d help him clear his mind. You didn't say anything just waited for him to continue. “My whole family thinks purebloods are superior, they think we should have some sort of higher status just because of our family history. They´re obsessed with this. And you´ve heard about Voldemort right? and his followers...?” He trailed of, still not meeting your eyes. You´d of course heard about the Black family, even being muggleborn you knew. You knew that Sirius had rebelled being sorted into Gryffindor and not caring about peoples blood status. But you´d never heard him really talk about his family. You hadn't even seen him talk to his younger brother before earlier that day.  “Yeah, death eaters right? what about them?” you asked carefully still trying to catch his eyes. “My parents want me and Regulus to join them.” “What?” you asked in disbelief. “Sirius-” he cut you off as the words just starting pouring out of him. “And I can´t but that means I´ll have to leave home. And that means I have to leave Regulus. I know he´s not like them deep inside. But he just wants to make our parents happy, he doesn't want to disappoint them. I don´t care if I lose my parents. I lost them when I got sorted into Gryffindor, but Regulus. I don´t know if I can just leave him alone with those.. those..  monsters.” He looked down now at his hands and started to pick under his nails. You laid a hand on his. This made his eyes finally meet yours. You could see they were glazed over, he was fighting back tears threatening to fall from his eyes. Seeing him like this made your heart ache. You could feel his pain as if it was your own. You moved closer and pulled him into a hug. You held you arms around him and he leaned into your neck. At this gesture he let go off all the feelings he was holding in. He cried quietly into you. You just sat there holding him. Rubbing his back comfortingly. “Sirius, you can´t save everyone. Especially someone who doesn't´t want to be saved.” You told him softly. He didn't answer just hugged you a little tighter. You kissed the top of his head and just held him. You knew that what he needed right here and now was just not to be alone. So you stayed, holding him. 

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