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bellsbear · 2 years

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she’s an angel

eddie munson x female sinclair reader

synopsis: you’re a cheerleader and he’s the school freak who’s had a crush on you forever. little does he know, you got a thing for him too.

contents: fluff, some angst, eddie being a corny mess, cussing, mutual pining word count: 1.2k

a/n: THIS IS GONNA BE A SERIES. idk what I'm doing and this might suck but I gotta write some eddie ff 😤 additionally i am a black woman, so i wrote this for myself and everyone else who wants the representation! THE TEXT MAY BE GLITCHED. if that’s the case im so sorry, i don’t know how to fix it😭

also let’s pretend that none of the vecna stuff is happening cause this is totally not following the canon story. sorry, not sorry 😮‍💨

chapter song (updated because this fits better in my opinion):

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It was the night of the championship game and Eddie's final campaign. Normally you would have gone straight home with Chrissy to hang out, but Lucas had found you during the game to spoil your plans.

“So, kind of a long story, but basically Erica’s here playing D&D in my place, and you gotta take her home.”

“And why exactly is this on me? That sounds like a Lucas problem.”

“Well now it’s a Y/n problem cause she biked here, it’s pitch black out and you know mom and dad will-“

“Completely freak if I don’t bring her back. Yeah yeah, I got it.”

You turn to Chrissy and apologize saying you’ll give her a call when you're home.

She smiles at you, “Y/n it’s okay. Sisterly duties call, plus this gives me an excuse to go to the after-party we were so desperately looking forward to avoiding. Jason’s going to be thrilled.” You both laugh and go back to watching the game while you're not cheering.

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You knock again, louder this time, hoping they might actually hear it but you end up waiting a full minute before deciding to just go in. You begin to turn the handle but find the door is jammed. Placing all your weight against it, you keep pushing until-

“What the hell is going on! Oh-” You were now on the floor looking up to see the one and only Eddie Munson looking down at you with his big brown eyes.

“Oh shit, Y/n. Are you okay?” He asks, concern laced in his voice.

Eddie had always been sweet to you.

He sat behind you in Ms. O'Donall's class and never failed to make you laugh with his random outbursts. Whenever you took tests you’d always move your paper to the far right of your desk knowing he was peeking behind you.

However, it wasn’t enough to help him get a passing grade, but you always tried helping him out because you knew he was smart, he just didn’t care to study. It had caused you to develop a bit of a crush on him if you were being honest.

You look at him in the eyes and just burst out in laughter, Eddie had never heard you laugh before, well, really laugh. You’d always giggle at his jokes or laugh with your friends, but it was never like this. You were clutching your stomach and holding back tears, he thought you looked so beautiful. So real.

“I’m so sorry, I must’ve scared the shit outta you. with all that banging.” Eddie reaches his hand out for you, which you gladly take and stand up. “So why have you graced me with your presence m’lady?”

You blush, “Oh I’m just looking for Erica, I gotta take her home since it so dark out. Um, where is she by the way?”

“Ah the littlest Sinclair, I just met her today. She's very... pleasant." You look at him with wide eyes, "Are you sure we're talking about the same Erica?" He laughs at your comment.

"She just walked out with the others, I’m sure they haven’t gone too far. I could maybe… um.” Eddie stops talking when he realized you were still holding onto his hand, tightly, your thumb grazing his rings.

Eddie has had a crush on you since middle school. You caught his eye during the talent show when you sang 'I Will Survive'. You were nervous at first but ended up having so much fun on that stage and your voice was angelic, he fell in love instantly. And now you were standing in front of him and holding his hand.

You wave your free hand in front of his face, “Earth to Eddie, are you alright?” He snaps out of his trance and looks up at you.

“Oh yeah, um I was just going to say I could help you out, i- if you wanted me to of course!” He was bright pink, and you were still holding his hand.

“That’d be nice. Could probably use some help finding that little brat anyway.” You laugh before letting go of his hand and picking up your bag which had fallen down with you earlier.

As you release your hold on him, he quickly turns around to gather his stuff, face red as a tomato.

“By the way, I heard you earlier. Nice vocals, you should be in a band or something.” You joked, but soon saw Eddie’s face as he looked at you with a sad look.

“You don’t remember. Shit you don’t remember.”

“What are you talking about Munson?”

Eddie looks you dead in the face then suddenly jumps up onto the table and starts shredding an air guitar along to the music. After his performance, he jumps down and looks at you with hope in his eyes. “Nothin’? You’re killing me here Sinclair!” He holds his hands out and dramatically brings them to his chest as if he were holding a knife.

“Eddie what the hell are you- OH MY GOD WAIT. In middle school, you were totally in a band!” He claps his hands together triumphantly.

“I’m actually still in a band, but I’ll take it. Yeah, we’re uh-“ You quickly cut him off, “Corroded Coffin. How could I forget, your hair was all buzzed, I used to think it was so cute.”

Eddie was breathless. You thought he was cute. Not only that but you had remembered the stupid haircut he sported in his younger years. “Yeah well, your sister thinks I’m a ‘long-haired freak’ so maybe I should’ve kept it short.” You laugh, the real laugh that he was falling in love with.

“Well if it makes you feel better, I’m glad you grew it out. It’s very…” You stop and think about the best word to use, “metal. That and those tattoos you got."

Eddie’s heart stopped. There’s no way that you were right here in front of him complimenting his appearance that most of your friends had made fun of throughout the years. Oh so beautiful you, standing there and getting closer to him… getting very close to him. So close he thinks he might pass out right now. “Truthfully, I think you’re very handsome Eddie, no matter what stupid haircut you might have.”

Before he can respond, you plant a kiss on his pink cheek then run to the door, “I’ll see you outside Eds.”

Eddie gripped the table behind him to balance himself, trying wrap his head around what just happened. His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by none other than Dustin.

“Eddie, what's the hold-up? You’ve been in here for a while are you okay?”

“I must’ve died and gone to heaven because an angel just kissed me”

“What the hell are you talking abou-“ Dustin stopped before smiling at Eddie putting 2 and 2 together after seeing you smiling like a lunatic in the hallway, “OH MY GOD YOU AND Y/N KISSED?! I gotta tell Lucas, he's gonna lose his shit.”

Before Dustin could run from the room, Eddie grabbed his collar to hold him back.

“Not a word to anyone Henderson. Not a fucking word.” Dustin nodded aggressively so he'd let him go.

“Now," Eddie puts on his jacket and composes himself, "let’s go outside, she’s waiting for me.”

a/n: that’s all 🧍🏽‍♀️ i hope this wasn’t terrible, i really tried my best! hoping to write a few more parts soon but i got work and stuff lol ☺️

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reallyromealone · 2 years

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Hellooo! Can I request a Bonten with a teenage son reader where they forget his birthday but he doesn't say anything because he knows his dads are busy. Like how they react when they realize and maybe how they make it up to him. Anyway have a good day or night! I really love your work and totally don't stalk your blog everyday👀

Of course! Let's goooo

And I realize more and more how many of you wait for me to post stuff

Well I'm taking a break from writing kinktober so I got maximum capacity focus on fluff

Warning: male reader, angst to fluff, teenage reader

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(Name) felt his heart sink to his stomach as he read the text from Kakucho 'wont be home tonight, we will see you in the morning' With a 'love you' sent after.

Today was his birthday.

His 16th birthday.

For the past two months they had been hyping it up for him, getting his hopes up.

Only to forget.

He should have expected it though.

They are really busy.

They don't have time to stop and throw a stupid party for him, he didn't even want a party though.

He just wanted a day with them.

They told him how they were gonna do fun stuff he enjoyed but (name) supposed that wasn't happening anytime soon.

"Better do my homework, not like I have plans anyways"

(Name) didn't tell his dad's they forgot, not wanting to seem whiny or anything but after a week he just decided to move on despite the pain in his chest.

"Have you noticed (name) seems a little down lately?" Mochi asked Takeomi who grunted in agreement "he's acting like someone killed his dog or something" takeomi commented as their teenage son did his homework quietly, bags under his eyes.

"What day is it again?" Ran asked as he checked the calendar on the first of two fridges, the men barely have been home to check the family plans.

"Oh it's (date)" Kakucho said as he came in to grab a bottle of water, the others watching ran freeze as he looked at a circled date on the calendar "...shit"

"What?" The others looked at the calendar and held an expression of guilt before glancing at their kid.

Oh god.

They forgot his birthday.

And they hyped it up so much!

Just to crush that hope.

(Name) never asked for much, even as a baby he only really wanted quality time and got them to hang out with him sometimes.

God they felt like monsters.

No wonder (name) was so down!

"We have to make it up to him!"

"Get the others, meet in the home meeting room" and with that one half of the dad squad went and collected the rest, glancing at the teenager.

"Why didn't he say anything?" Koko asked as they sat at the table and Sanzu scoffed at him "seriously? Somehow we managed to make the most polite kid in the world, he would never call us out on forgetting"

"How the fuck do we make this up to him? We literally crushed his spirit!"

"We will figure something out!"

The men walked into the living room where (name) sat, still doing his homework and God did they feel like assholes.

"Oi! Come with us" Rindō said seriously and (name) looked confused as he walked to his dad's, handed his shoes "what's going on?" (Name) asked softly as he was brought to the expensive car "don't worry about it kiddo" Kakucho said patting his back as they drove off.

(Name) was confused, though never scared.

He never had a reason to be scared of his dad's.

Even when Sanzu was in a drug crash.

They drove through Tokyo till they made it to a diner.

He hadn't been to the diner in ages, it's where they would take turns taking him as a small child when they would collect him from preschool and parts of grade school.

Some of his fondest memories were at this diner.

And Sanzu would never admit it but he would always share his cheesecake with little (name), making him promise to keep it a secret that he shared.

Mikey was the same with his food, though less secretive.

"...what's going on?" (Name) asked softly and Ran sighed "we're sorry"

"Sorry for what?"

"Forgetting your birthday"

(Name) very obviously closed up and mumbled "it's fine, you're all busy"

"It's not fine, we built it up to be great and crushed your hopes, this is the beginning of us making it up"

And they kept to their word, taking (name) anywhere he wanted to go.

And they promised themselves and (name) to not do that to him again.

They didn't want him to face the disappointment they faced countless times before from their own families.

#tokyo revengers x male reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #bonten x reader #male reader #teen reader

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yunjardi · 1 year

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my heart bel♡ngs to daddy [series]

[young sugar daddy jake x fem.reader au]

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[click here for this series's masterlist to read previous chapters, general warnings, and playlist]

[‼️chapter warnings‼️: smut [mdni], angst, DADDY KINK, mentions of food, eating, smoking weed, high sex, rough sex, dirty talk, marking (scratching), unprotected sex, squirting, family issues (the plot thickens fr), slut-shaming in a way, lots of drama overall, lmk if i missed anything!] *please note that these are in no particular order

*sorry for any grammar errors

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chapter 12, part 1: when worlds collide

the day was finally here: project presentation day.

you, jeongin, and yeji were nervous as one can be considering that your final grade is riding on this project and presentation.

graduation was so close that you could practically taste it.

"please tell me i'm not the only one who's about to nervously piss like a scared dog," yeji said with a nervous chuckle as she scratched her head. “nope, you’re not the only one,” jeongin responded, wiping his sweaty hands on his pants.

"we're gonna be fine, guys," you reassured them both, "we made a great project.” you squeezed both of their hands to reassure them further.

just then, the lecture hall door opened, the previous group exiting and letting you guys go in to do your presentation.

"good luck, guys," one of the people walking out said with a deep breath, which worried you guys even more.

the three of you walked into the lecture hall and immediately got down to business, not wanting to waste your professor's time in fear that you'd somehow lose points for doing so.

you three exchanged looks and began your final presentation, ready to fake some confidence in order to sell yourselves.

'next up: graduation,' you thought to yourself as you took a breath before beginning your presentation.

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"congratulations, you three. you've gotten the highest grade so far, and you know what that means," your professor smiled as he pushed up his glasses, "you three have passed my class and are eligible to graduate."

yeji couldn't hold back her excitement and practically screamed in the lecture hall, her voice echoing off the walls as jeongin flinched in surprise.

"thank you so much, professor," you smiled with relief, yeji and jeongin chiming in with their own thank you's.

"the pleasure is all mine. now, you all make sure that you go on to do big and bright things after you graduate," your now past professor encouraged with a warm smile.

"time to celebrate!" yeji said with a sly expression as you guys walked out the lecture hall doors for the last time, letting the next group enter after you.

knowing that you were gonna graduate was such a rewarding feeling. you finally felt accomplished for the first time in awhile.

maybe you really do only need yourself.

"oh, yeah!" jeongin said, excitement coating his tone of voice, "i forgot to mention that yeji can also come to the winter ball with us! i asked my parents, and they improvised the seating so that we could all be there together!"

"hell yeah," yeji smirked, "we get to have a fancy celebration after we graduate." you smiled back at the two of them in response to the information.

life was so eventful lately that you let the winter ball slip out of your mind, but you were still more than happy to attend with your two best friends although you basically forgot about it.

graduation and the winter ball? it sounded like a lot to handle, but you felt a rush of excitement regardless.

partying with your two best friends was a great way to escape the jake drama.

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after returning home from your semi-stressful final presentation, you put on your house slippers and flopped down onto your couch, thankful that university was officially over. it felt good to close off that chapter of your life and move on to bigger and better things like your old professor said.

'you know what would make positive thinking feel even more positive?' you thought to yourself mischievously, 'weed.'

you went into your room to dig through the purse you used on the night of the halloween party, eventually finding the leftover blunt that you snuck into your bag while smoking with the others.

"yes!" you whisper-yelled to yourself, eager to get a little high again. you proceeded to dig through a kitchen drawer to find a lighter so you could light the blunt up. thankfully, you found a lighter with just enough fluid to light a quick flame. clicking the lighter with your thumb at a swift pace, you were able to light up your blunt and finally begin smoking.

you took a long hit, letting the familiar feeling of smoke settling into your lungs take over your being before puffing it out. you'd forgotten how calming it was to smoke all by yourself considering that you smoked with a group of people, not to mention jake, the most recent time you did it.

looking over to the side, you gazed into perry's fishbowl for a second, wishing you could let him take a hit of your blunt so he could feel as euphoric as you did in this moment.

your gaze was broken by a sudden and loud knock on your door. annoyed at the fact that someone had interrupted your private time, you groaned dramatically as you stood up off the couch to answer the door.

you opened the door and immediately starting talking, not wanting to linger at the door for a second longer than you already had to.

"i'm a little busy right now, so if you could come back at a better time, that'd be great. now- wait w-what?" you interrupted your own sentence as you looked up at your guest, "jake? w-what are you doing here?-"

"i need you."

you looked at him with a tilted head because literally haven't spoken to him since going home from his party, so what business could he possibly have with you?

"what do you mean?" you raised an eyebrow, kind of growing annoyed to a point where you took another deep inhale of your weed subconsciously.

"you know what i- wait, why are you smoking again?" jake asked once he saw you blow out some smoke.

"i just felt like it," you shrugged, "but anyway, what was it that you needed?" you asked him with a mildly cold tone, which you'd never used on him before.

"i already said i need you," jake said as you let him into your house.

"that meaning?..."

"i need to fuck you," jake admitted with a deep breath, "i haven't felt your touch in days, and it's killing me." jake blurted out.

now that you were thinking about it, you wanted to feel jake just as much as he wanted to feel you.

so you gave in.

“get in here,” you breathed out with lust, putting the blunt down on the counter next to the fishbowl before you pulled him in for a lustful kiss. jake grabbed the blunt from the counter before the two of you, lips still interlocked, moved to the sofa.

he unlatched his lips from yours to take a hit, motioning to you to come closer so that he could shotgun you. jake blew the smoke into your mouth as you let out a quiet moan at the feeling of his lips being back on yours. he took a second to slip his hoodie off before taking another hit.

after the blunt was basically burnt out, jake made a move. his hand found its way into your panties, his fingers toying with your entrance until he eventually swiftly slipped his middle finger inside you.

you held onto his wrist as he skillfully pumped his digit into you, whining whenever he would curve his finger upward.

“good girl, taking my finger so well,” jake praised as he continuously curved his finger, “aww, already creaming all over my hand, yeah?” you nodded as your arousal ran down his palm, your pussy overstimulated. he removed his finger from inside you and made you lick it clean which further turned him on.

“i can’t wait any longer,” jake admitted breathlessly, “ i have to be inside you.”

at that, you two stumbled into your room and stripped yourselves down with eagerness.

before you let him put his cock in you, you licked the precum off of his pretty pink tip before laying on your back. the feeling of your tongue made him shiver as he let out a slight whimper, which you found quite cute.

he positioned his tip outside your pussy, this cock throbbing needily as he slid himself inside you, your walls immediately clenching around him. you two moaned in sync as you wrapped your legs around his waist, needing to feel him closer.

"jake! s-so good," you moaned out loud followed by a quiet mewl. the marijuana definitely amped up the pleasure, your parts becoming more and more sensitive with every little movement.

"my good girl," jake groaned against your neck at the feeling of 1. your tight pussy and 2. your nails digging into his back in pure pleasure.

he continued to thrust cleanly into you while you squirmed underneath him, whimpering in pleasure.

"you like when daddy makes you feel good?" jake whispered in your ear, goosebumps forming on his body as your nails dug into his skin again. "mhm," you mumbled out, "w-wanna cum so bad."

jake smirked at your indirect begging, guiding your hand down to your clit and ordering you to rub it as he pistoned his veiny cock in and out of you. jake could feel himself getting close at the same rate as you, but he wanted to make sure that you came first.

he pounded you from below, your face buried in his neck, mewling and whimpering as you felt the heat of pleasure building up in your core. you were feeling a new type of sensation that you couldn't comprehend as you bit your lip and moaned out for jake.

he left marks underneath your boobs as you continued to whine out for his cock.

just then, a sudden force pushed on his cock, prompting him to pull out. he smirked when he realized that you just squirted on his cock, well, it wasn’t enough to wet the bed, (just part of his lower abdomen) but it was a squirt nonetheless. jake cooed at the way you clung onto him because of how overstimulated you were from squirting for the first time, and you came to the conclusion that the weed was a huge part of the reason you were able to do it.

“aww, baby,” jake cooed, kissing your face, “was that your first time?” he asked as he stroked your hair. you nodded your head then proceeded to hide your shy face in his collarbone. “you think you can give me another one?” jake asked with a gentle yet amorous tone, still gently stroking your hair. “maybe,” you mewled quietly. “let’s try,” jake proposed, “okay, baby?”

and you obviously fell for that, letting him fuck you relentlessly again.

he pulled you into another position, wanting to see you from all angles as he fucked you until you couldn't remember your name.

you took jake from behind, your palms grasping onto your blanket as jake spanked your pretty ass.

it didn’t take long for you to end up orgasming again, leading jake to his climax from the feeling of your arousal soaking his member. you let him cream you as the two of you held each other to calm down from the overstimulation.

"daddy," you panted out, "more."

jake looked at you with a raised eyebrow, unsure if he heard you right or if he was just hearing things because of smoking.

"more?" he asked to confirm to which you nodded.

"well, whatever princess wants, princess gets," he smirked against your neck before pressing wet kisses down to your collarbone, wanting to surprise you once his tip slipped into you without warning.

you yelped slightly but that quickly turned into a lustful moan at the feeling of him stretching you out. jake began to thrust in and out of you again as he adored the way your body looked underneath him.

you ran your hands down his toned abs while he fucked you, goosebumps forming all over his body at the sensation of your gentle touch.

it truly didn't take long for the two of you to become undone once again. after all, this was technically round two and you were already previously overstimulated; this just made it more extreme.

“my good girl,” jake whispered before reaching over onto your nightstand to grab tissues and wet napkins, which you started to keep next to you for situations like this, to clean you and himself, "you did so good for daddy."

once he finished cleaning the two of you off, he immediately pulled you close until you felt yourself drifting off to sleep.

you were slowly, at the literal pace of a snail, starting to believe jake when he said that he chose you.

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an empty bed.

you sighed.

once you woke up after from your little nap, he was nowhere to be seen, which was odd considering that he typically got pouty when the two of you had to get up after waking up from a post-sex nap.

at least he left his hoodie folded neatly next to you so that you weren't completely devoid of his presence.

you fell into the little trap that he crafted, reaching over to grab his hoodie, curious if his scent still lingered on it. with a quick sniff, you confirmed that the smell of his cologne was still settled in the soft fabric of the hoodie.

he knew what he was doing.

you then lifted your head from your pillow to see a hefty amount of cash and a folded piece of paper, with something written on it in pink pen, on your side table that read:

for being such a good toy for me ♡. buy yourself something pretty, my princess ♡.

-jake ❤︎

'even his handwriting is pretty,' you sighed to yourself.

for some odd reason, you were unsure of how to feel. on one hand, you felt like you were jake's entire world, but on the other hand, you felt as if you were just a random girl who he was using for a bit of fun. thoughts of him using you as a worthless pawn always occupied your brain, and it was truly becoming a fear of yours. but why did it even matter?

at least you had some money to accompany your thoughts, right? and it looked like more than enough to get a fancy dress for the winter ball.

realizing that, you decided to get ready to go dress shopping alone, which is something you'd never done before.

fuck it. you don't need jake to hold your hand through everything.

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it felt like a lifetime since you last went to a formal ball like this, but it also felt as if it was yesterday when you went to the previous one with jeongin. the only difference between this ball and the last one is that yeji would also be tagging along, which will definitely make things more interesting.

this time around, you were gonna walk in with a clear head and ready to have a good night.

after hours of dress shopping a few nights before, you opted for a loser-fitting dress instead of a tight-fitting one like you'd usually wear because you've been feeling a bit bloated lately (maybe from stress again) and would rather not be reminded of that while you're trying to live your life.

you were putting together the final touches of makeup that you needed when you heard your phone vibrate.

once...

twice...

you decided to ignore it until you were fully finished with your makeup because you figured it wasn't important considering that the only thing you had going on today was the winter ball.

after taking one last look at your makeup to confirm that you were finished, you decided to pick up your phone and check why it was vibrating earlier.

you unlocked your phone to see something completely unexpected.

you practically froze with shock.

why now?

why today?

it's like she knew that you had something special going on today and wanted to fully ruin it. 'she' being your bitch of a mother.

though it took every ounce of your being to not start sobbing and sending her a worse reply to her already horrid texts, you weren't going to give her the satisfaction of ruining your night whether she was there to witness your downfall or not.

without replying, you shoved your phone into your bag while you waited for a knock at your door.

you wanted to cry so, so, so badly, but you had to stay strong.

good thing the sound of your friends knocking at your door was able to make you feel a little better knowing that you weren't gonna be alone tonight.

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the winter ball was at the same location as the previous ball but had a completely different atmosphere.

a huge christmas tree in the middle of the entrance, extravagant decorations all over the room, basically what you'd expect from rich people on christmas.

the place was practically screaming the holiday spirit.

you'd forgot about all the photographers that would be swarming the venue since it was a high-profile event. there were paparazzis snapping candid photos of you, yeji, and jeongin walking into the main ballroom to get yourselves seated at your respective table. once the three of you were seated, the paparazzi focused on the next group of people entering.

once mostly everyone was seated, jeongin's family included, the night's emcee began giving introductions and the whole 'thanks for the great year' speech of many to come. you were quite zoned out for most of that part.

then came the meal portion of the night, and good god the food was some of the best food you've ever tasted. you didn't and never have had a high standard in regards to food, but all you knew was this food tasted unreal. but then again, maybe you were just hungry?

you looked over at yeji who seemed to slow down though she still had some food on her plate, and you just couldn't help but ask:

"...are you gonna eat that?"

you could totally tell that yeji was trying her best not to erupt with laughter at the way you asked your question. she found it out of the ordinary, but still, she (tried) to discreetly switch plates with you, shifting her eyes side to side to see if anyone was looking at you two weird.

"i saw that," jeongin clowned you two as you both snapped your head to the side to look in his direction, "but i don't blame you, the food is really good." he sweetly moved some of his food from his plate onto yours, making you smile though your mouth was stuffed with food.

the rest of the dinner portion of the ball was a blur since you were busy shoving food down your throat as people talked all around you.

well in all honesty, everything that had to do with the formal award part of the ball was a blur until jeongin's family business was awarded something which snapped you out of your slight daze.

you and yeji clapped for his family when they went up to receive the award and even snapped pictures of a smiley jeongin holding onto the shiny award that would soon be on display in their main building. other than jeongin's family receiving their award, you didn't pay any attention to the rest of the ceremony but before you knew it, it was time for the party half of the ball; the part everyone had been impatiently waiting for.

waiters and waitresses began wandering around the ballroom holding fancy silver trays filled with even fancier cocktails. you weren't in an alcohol mood, so you opted for a non-alcoholic beverage instead before being dragged to the dance floor by your two best friends.

you smiled and tried not to laugh to hard while you all tried to have a three-way slow dance. thankfully, the dj switched to a more party-like so you guys didn't have to try to goofily slow dance.

somehow in the midst of dancing on the overly huge dance floor, yeji and jeongin ended up with glasses of alcohol in their hands as you all danced together.

"sip?" yeji asked, tipping the glass toward you to offer you a drink to which you declined, not wanting to feel the after affects of the alcohol the next day. especially because your graduation ceremony was taking place tomorrow, which those two probably forgot considering that they began drinking.

you soon. decided to go sit back down at the table with yeji while jeongin mingled with his other friends and family. yeji looked like she needed a break from dancing anyway so she followed behind you, placing her now empty glass on a waiter's empty tray before getting seated.

you two sat down just in time because the dj began playing another cheesy slow song that you'd rather not dance to.

"i'm glad we're all here together," you let out a content sigh, "i always smile so much when i'm with you guys." yeji blew a raspberry at you jokingly. "you didn't even have any alcohol, and you're being cheesy," she teased you as she nudged you by your forearm. you swatted at her playfully as you two laughed, having a genuinely fun time together.

but your joyous time would end once you let your eyes drift to the dance floor while yeji checked her phone.

it was him. unmistakably him. and it was her. unmistakably her.

you blinked your eyes a couple of times to confirm that what you were seeing wasn't a figment of your imagination, but alas, it was real.

painfully real.

this time, you let your head turn to the side to get a better look for further confirmation. just in case.

you wished you didn't do that.

you watched as jake slow-danced with the evil bitch who'd been harassing you at work ever since you met him. she had such a big smile on her face, and he was smiling back at her. it made you wonder if it was her who was making him happy this whole time and not you. in the back of your mind, you knew you weren't the only one, but actually seeing it tore your heart out of your chest.

you also wondered if he knew about what she did to you. and if he did know, was he just okay with it?

it was painful to look at, but you couldn't look away for some reason.

and as if he felt your presence, he happened to glance over to you, the two of you locking eyes for a second before you turned away because you felt your eyes becoming glossy with tears.

you gathered your purse that was hung on your chair and stood up, needing to leave as soon as possible before something went down.

"hey, what's up? where are you going?" yeji asked with an alarmed tone.

"i have to go," you responded, trying your best to sound as casual as possible, "a-after all, tomorrow's graduation and i should probably get some rest, right? you know how i get when i'm tired." you joked lightly to steer her away from thinking something is wrong.

"a-are you sure? do you have a way to get home? innie and i have been drinking, so-"

"yeah, it's all good," you forced a smile, "i'll get home safely i promise." you held out your pinky finger for her to which she held hers out too, the two of you pinky-promising before you gave her a hug. "just tell innie that i decided to head home," you requested, "i don't want to interrupt his... boy time." you chuckled as you shifted your eyes to him drunkenly slow-dancing with one of his friends. yeji chuckled back and gave you one last squeeze before you sped out of the venue.

did you actually have a ride home? no. but you were gonna get there the old fashion way.

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you tried to be casual and avoid the stares you were getting on the underground train. you couldn't blame them, though.

you were in a full gown riding the underground train with mildly smeared eye makeup from tearing up, so no wonder they were staring. you were just trying to get home.

"y/n?" you heard someone ask, snapping you out of your dreary thoughts. you looked over to see a familiar face.

choi yeonjun.

you were slightly taken aback, but responded.

"oh, hi," you chuckled with a bit of embarrassment, "i didn't expect to run into you here at this hour." he smiled back at your shy face.

"you're dressed all fancy," yeonjun complimented you as he looked you up and down, "where are you coming from?"

"just this fancy ball," you replied, "but i wanted to leave so here i am." you chuckled nervously again.

"well..." yeonjun trailed off, "if you're down we can head to my place." his tone turned flirtatious.

you didn't think much before just impulsively replying.

"i'd love to."

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godsfavdarling · 2 months

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chapter 01

pairing: Spencer Reid x fem!oc

summary: Molly is an elementary school teacher with a simple, fulfilling life. Her romantic life, though, remains stagnant, lacking any signs of flourishing, as she faces continuous disappointments in her pursuit of love. However, a chance encounter with Spencer, a sweet and gentle genius, might just be the catalyst for a change in her romantic fortunes.

list of chapters, also available on wattpad and Ao3 my masterlist

warnings: none for this chapter

words: 2k

The aroma of various lunches filled the air as teachers chatted, unwinding from their morning classes. As Molly settled at a table with her lunch, her colleague Sarah joined her with a curious grin.

"Hey, Molly! Spill the beans. How was your weekend?" Sarah asked eagerly. Molly chuckled, taking a sip of her tea.

"Oh, you know, the usual. Lesson planning, grading papers, and a bit of relaxation." Sarah leaned in, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Come on, Molly. I know there was something more exciting than that! What was the guy's name again?"

Molly blushed slightly, a shy smile playing on her lips. Sarah's eyes widened with excitement. "Details, please! Are you gonna meet again?"

Molly giggled, "It's not like that, Sarah. It was just a casual dinner. Nothing more. And I don't think he'll want to meet again."

"But you'd like to meet again?" Sarah raised an eyebrow, a mischievous grin forming. Molly chuckled, realizing she wasn't going to escape Sarah's playful interrogation.

"His name is Mark, and I liked him. I'd give it some time, you know... One dinner is not enough, and he had potential, but I could tell when we were saying goodbye, he is no longer interested. Maybe I scared him. I don't know."

Sarah nudged Molly with her elbow. "Oh, come on. He has no idea what he's missing out on! Plus that's good if he ain't playing you! Didn't get your hopes up! There'll be another!"

Molly hesitated for a moment before speaking again "Yeah.. when? I'm honestly so fucking done with those dating apps. I can't do this anymore. I'd very much prefer to meet a guy in you know... normal life. Real life! Those dates from the internet are just sooo depressing!"

As Molly and Sarah continued their lively conversation in the break room, the door swung open, and Regina, another colleague, entered with an enthusiastic grin on her face. Her eyes lit up as she spotted the girls.

"Hey, ladies! What's the gossip today?" Regina chimed in, joining them at the table.

Sarah, always ready for a good tease, turned to Regina with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Molly here had a hot date over the weekend."

Regina's eyebrows shot up with intrigue. "Really? Do tell!"

Molly blushed but couldn't help smiling at her friends' excitement. "It was just another dinner with another guy from the dating app. Nothing too exciting. We won't meet again!"

Regina leaned in, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "No second date? Well, at least you had a fancy meal at a restaurant. Did he pay?"

"No." Molly said through her teeth.

Regina frowned, "Oh... well... enough about unsuccessful dates! Molly, are you free this Saturday? Both Sarah and Kurt are joining Alan and I! We're planning to hit the karaoke joint downtown. You should join us!"

Molly smiled, glancing at Sarah, who nudged her playfully. "Come on, Molly! A night of karaoke sounds like so much fun!"

Despite Molly's outward enthusiasm for her friends' invitations and plans, a subtle unease lingered within her. As Regina and Sarah chatted animatedly about the upcoming karaoke night, Molly couldn't shake the feeling that they might be extending the invitation out of pity for her single status and what seemed to be a less eventful personal life.

As the conversation continued, Molly found herself lost in her thoughts. She appreciated her friends' efforts to include her, but the unspoken assumption that she needed companionship to fill a perceived void stung a little. In truth, Molly enjoyed her independence and the quiet moments she spent pursuing her passions. Although part of her yearned for someone special, she liked her peaceful, simple life.

Regina noticed Molly's thoughtful expression and nudged her gently. "Hey, Molly, what do you think? Are you in for karaoke on Saturday?"

"Sorry! Um... I'd love to but this Saturday I can't. Remember that kid I'm giving piano lessons to? Alice recommended me to her neighbor's kid Henry?" The girls nodded remembering that Molly took on giving piano lessons as if being an elementary school teacher wasn't hard enough.

"Well... his mom is pregnant and they invited me to the baby shower. I thought it was really nice of them so I decided I'm gonna go! And I know I'll probably be home early that evening but I'll just try to reset on the rest of the weekend. Sorry."

Regina and Sarah exchanged understanding glances. "No worries, Molly," Regina said, offering a comforting smile. "That's sweet that they invited you! Is Alice going too? If so, don't let her eat you alive!" she laughed.

Sarah nodded in agreement, "Absolutely. Don't stress about it. We'll have plenty of opportunities to hang out in the summer."

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Spencer stood nervously in front of JJ's door, holding a carefully wrapped gift for the baby shower. It had been a while since he attended any social event, and the excitement and anxiety blended into a unique mixture. Taking a deep breath, he knocked gently.

The door opened, revealing a warm and welcoming JJ. "Spencer, you made it!" she exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with joy. "Come on in!"

Inside, the room was filled with laughter and chatter. Rossi was engaged in conversation with Hotch and Garcia, discussing their last case as he sipped on a cup of coffee. Spencer joined them for a while, engaging in the familiar banter that often filled their interactions.

Suddenly, his attention was inexplicably captivated by a tall girl in an orange summer dress standing near JJ and some older lady. Spencer's gaze lingered on her, taking note of the details that made her stand out in the lively crowd. Her blonde hair, elegantly down and curled, framed her face with a natural grace. Delicate hair clips on the sides kept the strands away from her eyes, allowing him to catch glimpses of her expressive features.

As the girl listened to the conversation near the food table, the soft curls of her hair caught the light, creating a subtle halo effect that seemed to accentuate her presence. Spencer found himself inexplicably captivated by the way she effortlessly blended sophistication with an approachable warmth.

His analytical mind usually focused on details related to cases, but in this moment, it was the intricacies of Molly's appearance that occupied his thoughts. Spencer couldn't quite explain the fascination, but there was an undeniable charm in the way she carried herself, the gentle sway of her hair adding an air of casual elegance to the scene.

He made his way toward the food table. She stood gracefully, engaged in conversation with Alice and JJ about the neighbourhood.

Although Spencer didn't know her, he couldn't help but find himself subtly observing her every move. There was something about the way she carried herself, a quiet confidence mixed with a warm demeanor that intrigued him. Perhaps it was the way her laughter added a subtle melody to the surroundings or the genuine interest she showed in the conversation. Whatever the reason, he found it hard to look away.

Molly, with a thoughtful expression, interjected the conversation "The street is the river of life of the city, the place where we come together, the pathway to the centre.'"

Spencer, ever the repository of knowledge, couldn't resist adding, "William H. Whyte, 'The Social Life of Small Urban Spaces.' A classic perspective on the dynamics of public spaces."

Molly's gaze shifted towards him for the first time, her eyes locking onto his with a hint of surprise and intrigue. She smiled, appreciating Spencer's quick recognition of the quote's author.

Feeling Molly's gaze, Spencer met her eyes with a friendly smile, a subtle curiosity mirrored in his expression. Before either of them could say anything, Alice, JJ, and now Will, who had joined the conversation, sensed the unfolding moment and decided to break the silence.

JJ, with an awkward but friendly grin, nudged Molly gently. "Hey, Molly, this is Spencer Reid. We work together, and he's got a knack for remembering quotes and book titles like no one else."

Will chimed in, trying to ease the tension, "Spencer, this is Molly. She's...." Will's attempt of introducing Molly to Spencer was interrupted by Alice, who couldn't resist joining the conversation with a bright smile. "Hey there, Spencer! I couldn't help but overhear the bookish banter. I'm Alice! I'm the neighbour of the future parents of two! Nice to meet you!"

Spencer, always gracious, returned the greeting, "Likewise, Alice. It's a pleasure."

Alice turned to Molly with a playful grin. "And speaking of banter, meet Molly. She's not only our quote encyclopedia but also a fantastic teacher!" Molly smiled bashfully, staring at her feet

"Molly here has been my partner in crime in the world of education. We teach at the same school, and I also recommended her to JJ and Will as a piano teacher for Henry." Alice added.

Spencer's curiosity deepened as the layers of connection unfolded. "It's wonderful to meet both of you. Teaching and piano - that's quite the repertoire, Molly."

Alice chimed in, "Absolutely! Molly's a gem, and her piano lessons have been a hit with Henry."

As he stood near her, he couldn't shake the feeling that there was an unspoken connection, a curiosity that lingered in the air.

Spencer wondered if, in the midst of a bustling baby shower, the universe had orchestrated a moment of quiet recognition. Little did he know that this chance encounter might just be the beginning of an unexpected connection, a thread waiting to weave its way through the tapestry of their lives.

"Oh sorry! I have to go!" Alice got distracted by the arrival of a friend, and Will and JJ discreetly slipped away to attend to other guests, leaving Molly and Spencer in a momentarily awkward silence.

Molly, breaking the ice, offered a warm smile. "So, Spencer, how long have you known JJ and Will?"

Spencer, equally eager to keep the conversation flowing, replied, "We've been friends for quite some time. JJ and I have been on the same team for over a decade now!"

Molly exclaimed, "Oh wow! That's impressive! Especially given how difficult your job is. You know...FBI... that must take an emotional toll on a person."

Spencer nodded in agreement, acknowledging the emotional toll the job could take. He shifted slightly.

"Yeah, it can be emotionally challenging," he admitted, his voice carrying a weight that hinted at the gravity of the work. However, Spencer didn't elaborate further, a subtle sign that he wasn't keen on delving into the details. The complexities of the job, the cases he had worked on, and the emotional highs and lows were aspects he seemed reluctant to openly discuss.

Instead, he changed the subject, perhaps steering away from the sombre tone. "But, you know, it's also incredibly rewarding. Making a difference, protecting people - it's what keeps us going."

Molly could tell by Spencer's demeanour, a mix of guardedness and resilience, that he had learned to navigate the emotional challenges of his profession with a quiet strength. It was a glimpse into the intricate balance that he often needed to maintain, acknowledging the difficulties while emphasizing the purpose and impact of the work.

"It's a bit just like yours!"

"Mine?"

"You know, in a way, our jobs are similar. We both deal with challenging situations, albeit in different contexts." He acknowledged, "I can imagine working with kids has its own set of difficulties. Their minds are so malleable, and you have the responsibility of shaping their future. That can be as demanding, if not more so, than some of the cases I've worked on."

"I suppose you're kind of right! I'd rather deal with little ones who learn how to read than some psychos though!" They both laughed.

"By the way, how are Henry's piano lessons going? I am his godfather actually, and honestly, I had no idea that he was taking piano lessons. So much was happening at work..."

"Oh it's kind of a new thing. I've been coming over for the past two weeks only. He's doing well! He isn't a quick learner, but his enthusiasm for music is truly remarkable. He asked JJ if he could start playing. I'm just happy to teach someone who's excited about it, you know?"

"Yeah I get that! Learning is a treasure that will follow its owner everywhere..." "Chinese Proverb" "Chinese Proverb"

They said at the same time.

#keep holding on #spencer reid #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid fandom #spencer reid smut #spencer reid fic #criminal minds #cm #mgg fanfiction #matthew gray gubler #spencer reid x oc #dr spencer reid #fanfic #fanficton #criminal minds fanfic #criminal mind fanfiction #criminal minds smut #criminal minds fanfics

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softcthulhuwu · 3 months

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Rambling thoughts after the first two episodes:

Now this might just be because I'm autistic and always chafe against rigid boxes and definitions, but it seems to me that our first spooky tales from the OIAR don't really fit neatly into Smirke's categories that we're all so used to from the Archives.

Granted one of them is fairly classic cut and dry Eye shit, but the other two seem to purposely skirt the boundaries between things like the Flesh and the Stranger etc.

Now of course in the Archives we have a fair few episodes that get funky with the boundaries especially later on like in the apocalypse, the chief example that comes to mind being the big ocean Jon had to row across seeming to be a fun mix of the horror the incomprehensibly huge of the Vast, and the crushing all consuming pressure you'd associate more with the Buried

But my point being that in season one in particular, aside from a few teething issues as a result of still figuring things out *badum tish*, most statements¹ fit fairly nicely into clear cut examples of the major fears. Makes sense, first season, gotta lay down the rules before you can get funky with them.

But here in Protocol we've got the benefits of it being a sequel series with a lot of the heavy lifting world-building-wise already done, most of the audience going in has preestablished expectations, so by starting with the old lines between the fears blurrier, this is an opportunity to hint that A) hey, maybe things are working not quite the same here, which IIRC was something they talked about on one of the livestreams after things were announced last year don't quote me on that I do not have a citation to hand (forgive me Hbomberguy for I have sinned),

And B) sure Smirke's system was one way of trying to understand the fears, but as we well learned last show, it's limited and imperfect, it's more of a spectrum than discreet categories. Smirke's was just one way of trying to break it down into more understandable chunks, but it's not the be-all end-all of it, and clearly far from the only way to do it. The OIAR has a whole massive handbook of its own categories to catalogue these things in a manageable way, one which is seemingly less concerned with philosophical ideas about "What kind of fear did you experience? That of prey hunted by predator, that of violent war-like carnage, livestock chopped up for parts?", and more of a nitty-gritty details oriented one, like a "okay but what actually happened to you, like, specifically? Was it 'reanimation - partial', or more an 'amalgamative', subsection 'semi' kinda deal? Yes this is important why do you ask" type system.

I dunno I just think it's cool and interesting, these are my late night thoughts I can't help it I'm in essay mode literally working on an essay about The Magnus Archives for uni. Getting a good grade in my autism interest it turns out is a thing that is both normal to want and possible to achieve.

¹ not including Hilltop Road in this, Hilltop Road gonna Hilltop Road, that's a surprise tool to scare you later.

#the magnus protocol #tmagp #tmagp spoilers

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sunnyie-eve · 2 months

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2 | Type

Series: Moon To My Sun

Paring Rodrick Heffley x Original female character Jefferson!

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1.2k

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As Millie was packing up to go home, Rodrick brings up his band's gig tonight, "I hope the crowd loves you guys." She tells him.

"I was wondering if you to come watch?" He scratches the back of his neck so she stops to look at him.

"You want me to come watch?"

"Yeah, I mean why not? We're kind of friends, right?" He asks hoping she says yes.

"I guess we are. I know you and spend quite some time with you now due to the tutoring." She thinks about it.

"Hey, I got a better grade on that quiz than I normally get. That 60 was the best I've gotten so far." Rodrick points out.

"That's very true. You know what, I'll come watch you guys." She agrees.

"Really? Great, now can you come back over a little earlier so you can help me with something. And bring your makeup..." He tells her.

"Sure, you're also my ride since I have no clue where you're playing. I'll see you in a bit." Millie leaves making him excited.

"Also you can just let yourself in when you come over!" He adds.

At her own house she talks to her mom asking her if she could go out tonight with a friend and her mother said she could but be safe. While in her room getting ready, Rowley walks by confused about her plans but goes to get ready for trick or treating tonight.

Like Rodrick said to come over early, he didn't say how early so when she finishes she just goes back over. It was gonna get dark soon anyway because they spent hours tutoring.

Remembering Rodrick's words, Millie just lets herself in and wonders if she should go upstairs so she does. Getting closer before going up the final stairs to his room she calls out to Rodrick.

"You can come up." He lets her know so when she comes into view he smiles.

"Now, why did you want me to bring my makeup bag with me?" She asks with a little giggle.

"I wanna wear eyeliner for tonight's gig. I watched a video on how to do it."

"Sure, and if you need any help I'll be right here." She passed him her bag taking a seat on his bed.

"You are the best person ever." Rodrick tells her, "I'll be right back." He leaves his room so she just sits there till he comes back, "How does it look?" He gives over to her.

"Take a seat." She pats the bed next to her, "You should get your waterline when you're going for that look. Now this might be uncomfortable but push through it if you wanna look good." She tells him then does it and he tries not to blink.

When she finishes he blinks a lot making Millie laugh at him, "Thanks." She just nods her head. Rodrick watches her play with her hands, "So you and Chase still chat?" He starts a conversation.

"He tries to talk to me. Flirts a lot." She rolls her eyes.

"He's not your type?" Rodrick laughs so she looks over at him.

"Not even close. He's full of himself, bullies others, and flirts with multiple girls. I could actually go on forever why he's not my type." She explains to him.

"What is your type, Millie?" He bats his eyes.

"Not Chase. Why do you want to know? What's your type?"

"Why do you want to know?" He smiles so they both laugh as the doorbell goes off. "I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that's your brother."

"Probably." She agrees as he goes downstairs leaving her. After getting bored she goes downstairs as he tries to scare the boys, "Rodrick, leave them alone." She smacks his back.

"Your plans are with Rodrick?" Rowley looks at the two.

"Hey, Rodrick. I need you to help me out-," Frank walks into the room carrying two buckets of water. "Are you wearing eyeliner?" He looks at his son closer.

Rodrick didn't think it was a big deal, "Millie helped me too." He looks at her so she smiles at Frank.

"Susan!" He yells for his wife.

"I'm on door duty." She replies back to him.

The younger two leave the room then Frank follows leaving River and Rodrick alone, "He just doesn't get it." Millie tells him.

"Thank you." He pets the top of her head so she moves his hand.

"I'm not a pet." She laughs before they leave for his gig.

For their gig, Millie didn't really care for their music entirely. It was mainly because of the lyrics to the songs. All the instruments were great, and the singing was good but needed to improve a bit.

"Can you believe they actually chose them as the entire act?" Millie hears Chase talking to one of his friends so she looks back at him. "Millie." He goes over to her.

"Chase," She says not happy to see him.

"Who are you here with?" He asks but she doesn't answer him. "Hello?" He taps her shoulder.

"Huh?" She plays dumb.

"I said who are you here with?"

"Sorry, I can't hear you with them playing." She lies to him.

"Let's get out of here." He grabs her arm tugging her with him so she tries fighting for her arm back.

"Dude, let me go!" She fights with him.

Rodrick had been watching Millie enjoy their entire set since they started so now he saw Chase and her. He knew automatically that Millie was trying to get free so he stopped playing yelling into his mic.

"Let her go, Holt! Obviously, she doesn't want to leave with you!" Everyone looks over at where he is pointing out in the little crowd.

"Seriously, Heffley?" Chase doesn't let go of River's arm.

"He's my friend so I'm supporting him. And yes, he's my friend. So leave me alone. Make fun of me, I don't care. Rodrick is a hell of a lot better than you are as a person and he's not entirely the best either at times." She finally gets her arm free.

"Have fun with the freak." Chase and his friends leave.

"I will!"

"You okay?" Rodrick pops up next to Millie startling her since she thought he was still on stage.

"Oh, yeah." She gives him a smile.

"That was our last song anyways so we gotta pack up then we can leave." He lets her know so she nods her head.

Rodrick drops Millie off at her house but she sits in the passenger seat without getting out yet, "You know, I miss my old school so much. My friends... I hate it here." She turns her head to look at him as she rests her head back.

"Yeah, it sucks here. Especially at school and the people there, but I'm here." He does the same as her.

"That's the one positive thing being here." She smiles going to open the door.

"River,"

"Huh?" She turns back to him.

"Thank you, for what you told Holt. Especially the part where I'm better than him, but you could have left out the sometimes part." He chuckles a bit.

"Nah, I still get to get a dig at you. That's the fun part for me." She sends him a wink getting out and going towards her house.

#diary of a wimpy kid #rodrick heffley #diary of a wimpy kid rodrick #rodrick x reader #rodrick imagine #greg heffley #rowley jefferson #devon bostick #opposites attract #friends to lovers

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taeswolfie · 6 months

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𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂 𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 : 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝑭𝒐𝒖𝒓

☽︎𝑴𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄 𝑩𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒕☾︎

Ch.03 - Ch.05

Series Masterlist

Pairing: x Stiles Stilinski x fem!Reader

Word count: 3.1k

At school Scott informed Y/n and Stiles of things he learned the night before from Derek, including that the broody Hale hadn't bit Scott, there's a third werewolf called an Alpha who is actually the one that turned Scott, and that the Alpha wants him. They stopped talking about it for now, but Stiles still has questions, ones he brings up as the three wait for their graded papers.

Stiles leaned forward and tapped Scott to get his attention. "If Derek isn't the Alpha, if he's not the one who bit you, then who did?" He whispered.

"I don't know."

"I told you it wasn't Derek." Y/n muttered loud enough for them to hear. "I had a feeling." Well, she had more than that, but they don't need to know that. Yet.

"Did the Alpha kill the bus driver?" Stiles glanced over Y/n's statement.

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

Stiles leans back and sighs before going forward again. "Does Allison's dad know about the Alpha?"

"I don't know!" Scott turned and snapped, his voice raising enough for the class to look at him curiously. He sighed and turned back front again. The teacher came around and gave the papers to the three. Y/n smiled at her A and looked to her left to see Stiles had also gotten an A. They both looked over Scott's shoulder and saw he had a D-.

"Dude, you need to study more." Scott flicked his paper down irritatedly. "That was a joke. Scott, it's one test. You're gonna make it up."

"Do you need help studying, Scotty?" Y/n offered.

He sighs. "No. I'm studying with Allison after school today."

"That's my boy." Stiles praised.

"We're just studying."

"Uh, no, you're not." Y/n gave Stiles a weird look as Scott glanced back.

"No, I'm not?"

"He's not?" Y/n asked at the same time.

"Not if I'm forced to live vicariously through you."

"Oh, God." Y/n groaned with an eyeroll. "Stiles, just because he's going to her house doesn't mean they're gonna do it."

"But he could is my point."

"Scott, just do what feels right and don't do anything just because he said so."

"If you go to her house today and squander that colossal opportunity, I swear to God I'll have you de-balled."

"Okay." Scott glanced at them with a laugh. "Just... Stop with the questions, man."

"Done." Stiles agrees. "No more questions. No more talk about the Alpha or Derek. Especially Derek... Who still scares me."

"Aw. Don't worry, Stiles. I won't let the big mean werewolf get you." She cooed with a teasing smile and he rolled his eyes with a scoff, a small smile tugging at his lips.

Later Y/n walked with Allison and Lydia through the halls, Allison had just mentioned Scott's study visit. "Scott's coming over?" Lydia asked curiously. "Tonight?"

"We're just studying together." Allison smiled.

"'Just studying' never ends with just studying."

Why am I part of the same conversation again? Y/n thought. "Lydia, not every study date ends with that."

"Sure it does." She shrugged. "It's like... Getting into a hot tub- somebody eventually cops a feel."

"Well, so what are you saying?" Allison asked.

"I'm just saying, you know, make sure he covers up." Allison still looks lost and Lydia chuckles. "Hello, Snow White! Do it with a condom."

Allison laughs surprised. "Are you kidding? After one date?"

"Don't be a total prude. Give him a little taste."

"Allison, you don't have to, okay? Scott's a gentleman, he won't be expecting anything to happen. Just let it happen naturally." Y/n advised again.

"Well, I-I mean, how much is 'a little taste'?" Allison asked unsurely.

"Oh, God. You really like him, don't you?" Lydia seemed mildly amazed.

"Well..." Allison sighs. "He's just different. When I first moved here, I had a plan- no boyfriends till college. I just move too much. But... Then I met him, and... He was different." She smiles bashfully. "I- I don't know. I can't explain it."

"I can. It's your brain flooding with phenylethylamine."

Allison chuckles. "What?"

"I'll tell you what to do. When's he coming over?"

"Right after school."

The bell suddenly rings and Y/n perks up at it. "I gotta go guys. I'll see you later!" She waved to her friends and dashed to the doors where she saw Stiles waiting for her. "Hey." She greeted when she came to a stop. "Thanks again for giving me a ride." She smiled at him.

"It's no problem." He smiled back and the two made their way to the blue vehicle, climbing in together when they get there. He pulls out of the space and starts to drive forward when a person steps into their way with an arm raised to stop them. That person was Derek Hale. Stiles quickly braked making the teens rock forward from the sudden action. "Oh, my God." Stiles exclaimed.

"What the hell?" Y/n breathed in shock. Then her brow furrowed as she saw Derek's ashen face. Car horns start blaring at the lack of movement, Y/n pays them no mind as Derek suddenly collapses. She curses as she jumps out to help.

"You've gotta be kidding me. This guy is everywhere." Stiles complained.

Y/n kneeled next to Derek. "Derek? Can you hear me?" He weakly nods and she helps him sit as Scott runs over.

"What are you doing here?" Scott asks.

"I was shot." Derek explained.

Stiles came up just then. "He's not looking so good, dude."

"Why aren't you healing?" Y/n wondered.

"I can't." His breathing is a bit labored. "It was- it was a different kind of bullet."

"A silver bullet?" Stiles blurted excitedly.

"No, you idiot."

Scott looked away and a moment later his eyes widened as he realized something. "Wait, wait. That's what she meant when she said you had 48 hours."

"What? Who- who said 48 hours?"

"The one who shot you."

Derek groans and his eyes start flashing blue. "Derek, your eyes." Y/n worried.

"What are you doing? Stop that!"

"He can't. Derek, come on. I need you to get up." She puts his arm over her shoulder trying to get him up, Scott helping by getting his other side. "We're putting him in the car." She and Scott get him into the car and into the back where Y/n can try to help. Stiles complained to Scott as Y/n looked at Derek's bullet wound. Black veins were slowly spreading from the sight and there was a slight blue tint.

"Can't you heal this?" He asked her, frustrated.

"Unfortunately not. I don't know what's in you so I don't know how to stop it." She frowned.

"What kind of a witch are you then?" He practically growled.

She glared at him. "I'm 16, Derek. What the hell do you expect me to do with a mystery poison laced bullet wound? Healing the flesh would do nothing to stop what's actually killing you. Also, I can't exactly use my abilities out in the open, in case you forgot."

He groaned again as Scott came to the window. "I need you to find out what kind of bullet they used." Derek asked of him.

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

"'Cause she's an Argent. She's with them."

"Why should I help you?"

"Because you need me."

Scott looks around, but relents after a moment. "Fine. I'll try." He sighs as Stiles gets back into the driver seat.

"Get him out of here."

"I hate you for this so much." Stiles complained before he sped off with the sick werewolf in his backseat.

They drove around for a bit until Stiles eventually decided to call Scott, although he got no answer. "What are you doing?" Y/n asked him.

"Texting Scott."

"Give me that." She snapped and snatched his phone from his hand. He glanced at her to complain but she gave him a look. "Eyes on the road."

"Yes, ma'am." She rolled her eyes, lips twitching into a slight smile while she texted Scott.

Did you find it yet?

He responded a minute later. Need more time. She sighed in frustration.

Stiles looked back at Derek as he was shrugging out of his jacket. "Hey, try not to bleed out on my seats, okay? We're almost there."

"Almost where?" Derek panted.

"Your house."

"What?" Y/n spoke up. "We can't take him there."

"We can't take him to his own house?"

"Not when I can't protect myself." Derek agreed with Y/n.

Stiles pulled to the side of the road and rounded on the man. "What happens if Scott doesn't find your little magic bullet? Hmm? Are you dying?"

"Not yet. I have a last resort."

"What do you mean? What last resort?" Y/n rolled up Derek's sleeve to check the wound again, Stiles grimacing at the sight. "Oh, my God. What is that? Oh, is that contagious? Y/n, you shouldn't get near that." He started sounding sick. "You know what, you should probably just get out." He said to Derek.

"Start the car. Now."

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

"Start the car, or I'm gonna rip your throat out... With my teeth."

"Touch him and this bullet will be the last of your problems." Y/n threatened. "Stiles, start the car." Stiles sighs, but does as told and starts the car once more.

It's dark now as Stiles calls Scott again. "What are we supposed to do with him?" Stiles asks as soon as Scott answers.

"Take him somewhere, anywhere."

"And, by the way, he's starting to smell."

"Like- like what?"

"Like death."

Y/n rolls her eyes and takes the phone. "We can take him to the clinic. Alan should be gone by now so it should be fine."

"That's perfect! Thank you, Y/n."

Derek takes the phone from her this time. "Did you find it?"

"How am I supposed to find one bullet? They have a million. This house is like the- the fricken Walmart of guns."

"Look, if you don't find it, then I'm dead, all right?"

"I'm starting to think that wouldn't be such a bad thing."

"Then think about this. The Alpha called you out against your will. He's gonna do it again. Next time you either kill with him or you get killed. So if you wanna stay alive, then you need me. Find the bullet." He hangs up and Stiles starts driving to the animal clinic.

When they arrive Y/n gets the back open and helps settle Derek onto a pile of bagged dog food. Stiles' phone chimes as he turns the light on and he sees the message from Scott. "Does Nordic Blue Monkshood mean anything to you?" He asks.

"It's a rare species of wolfsbane." Y/n informs.

"He has to bring me the bullet." Derek sighed.

"Why?" Stiles questioned.

"Because he'll die without it." Y/n's tone is grim. She helps Derek up as Stiles leads the way into the building and turns lights on as they go. Derek takes off his shirt when they reach the back room and leans against the metal table. Blood trails his skin and the black veins have traveled further. Derek's breaths are heavy as he pants.

"You know, that really doesn't look like anything some echinacea and a good night of sleep couldn't take care of." Stiles tries weakly, standing on the opposite side of the table from Y/n and Derek.

"When the infection reaches my heart, it'll kill me." Derek pants and stumbles over to the cabinets in search of something.

"'Positivity' just isn't in your vocabulary, is it?"

"If he doesn't get here with the bullet in time..." He opens a drawer. "Last resort."

"Which is?" Y/n asks.

He pulls out an electric saw. "One of you is gonna cut off my arm." He puts it on the table and slides it towards Stiles.

Stiles picks it up, it buzzes, and he immediately puts it down. "Oh, my God. What if you bleed to death?"

"It'll heal if it works." He ties a rubber band around his arm.

"You don't know if it'll work." Y/n argues.

"I'm dead either way."

Stiles groans. "Ugh. Look... I don't know if I can do this."

"Why not?"

"Well, because of the cutting through the flesh, the sawing of the bone, and especially the blood!"

"You faint at the sight of blood?"

"No, but I might at the sight of a chopped-off arm!"

"All right. Fine. How about this? Either one of you cuts off my arm, or I'm gonna cut off your head."

"Okay, you know what, I'm so not buying these threats-" He's cut off as Derek reaches across and yanks him forward by his shirt.

Y/n grabs Derek's wrist and gets close to his face, blocking Stiles' sight of her. Her eyes flash dangerously as they glow purple. "Let. Him. Go." Her voice is deceptively calm. "Scott will get here. But, if he doesn't, I'll do the damn thing myself." Derek lets go of Stiles and she lets go of him. Her eyes dim as Derek leans over and vomits black blood.

"Holy God, what the hell is that?" Stiles gags and whines.

"It's my body..." Derek gasps for air. "Trying to heal itself."

"Well, it's not doing a very good job of it."

"Stiles, go over there." She coaxed the panicked boy over to the opposite side of the room.

"Now. You gotta do it now." Derek panted.

"Just give him another-"

"Just do it!" Derek cut Y/n off with a yell.

"Just wait!" She yelled back.

"Guys?" They heard a call from the front.

"Scott?"

Scott came around the corner and spotted Derek slumped over the table, his arm out, and the saw near him. "What the hell are you doing?"

Stiles sighed in relief. "Oh, you just prevented a lifetime of nightmares."

"Did you get it?" Derek asks weakly. Scott rummages in his pocket and fishes out the bullet, handing it to Derek.

"What are you gonna do with it?"

"I'm gonna.. I'm gonna..." Derek's eyes roll back. Y/n tries to snatch the bullet from his hands before it could fall as he collapses, but she just misses it and it rolls into a grate under a shelf.

Stiles drops to his knees next to Derek. "Derek. Derek, come on, wake up." He smacks the side of his face, it doesn't wake him. "Scott, what the hell are we gonna do?"

"I don't know!"

Y/n curses. "Scott, get the bullet! Stiles, just keep trying to wake him." She ordered and started rummaging through drawers for something. Scott drops down and reaches into the grate yet it's just out of his reach.

"He's not waking up!" Stiles fretted. "I think he's dying. I think he's dead!"

"Just hold on!" Scott yelled. He squeezed his eyes shut and focused, making his claws grow to pinch the bullet with them. His eyes widened as he pulled it out. "I got it!"

Y/n found what she was looking for at the same time. A lighter. "Give it here." She rushed over and took it. "Get him up!"

Stiles grimaced. "Please don't kill me for this." He reared back and punched Derek in the face, immediately crying out in pain as the werewolf blinked awake.

The boys helped Derek up as Y/n stood at the table. She carefully bit down on the bullet and took the tip off, pouring out the wolfsbane onto the table. She takes the lighter and puts the flame to the powder. Everyone flinched back a bit when it went up like sparklers. As soon as the fire was out blue smoke rose from the ashes and Y/n scooped it into her hand. Derek held his arm onto the table and she quickly pressed the ash into the wound, rubbing it in. Derek yelled in pain as he fell onto his back again. Y/n stood between Scott and Stiles as Derek writhed on the ground. He yelled again, this one sounding like a growl. The black in his veins receded and the blood vanished as the bullet wound finally healed.

"That... Was... Awesome! Yes!" Stiles cheered. Scott gave him a strange look while Y/n huffed a laugh.

Derek sat up already looking better than he had. "Are you okay?" Scott asked.

"Well, except for the agonizing pain." He sassed.

"I'm guessing the ability to use sarcasm is a good sign of health." Stiles commented.

"Yep, he's all better." Y/n agreed.

"Okay, we saved your life, which means you're gonna leave us alone, you got that?" Scott ordered. "And if you don't, I'm gonna go back to Allison's dad, and I'm gonna tell him everything."

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

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

"I can show you exactly how nice they are."

"What do you mean?"

"Come with me." Derek got his shirt and jacket and took Scott to his car.

Y/n sighed and slumped against a wall, the adrenaline leaving her exhausted in its wake. She slid down and sat on the ground, Stiles sliding down next to her with a sigh of his own. "You were pretty cool, by the way. With the whole magic bullet thing." He said.

She tiredly chuckled. "Thanks, Stilinski."

"How did you know what to do with it?" He wondered.

"Uh... I think I read it in an alternative medicine book once? Like an unorthodox cure for poison or something like that." She lied. It tasted bitter on her tongue and twisted her stomach. She never wanted to have to do that, but she doesn't want them to know, to look at her differently. For as long as possible she wants to be human in their eyes. She sighed and looked around for something to change the subject. "I've gotta clean up and lock up before Alan finds out." She gets up.

"Oh, uh, I'll- I'll help." He scrambled up after her.

"Thanks." She gave him a smile that he returned with a nod. With both of them the clean up was quick and he was giving her a ride home in 20 minutes. Once she quietly climbed up to her room she collapsed on the bed, exhaustion sweeping over her and pulling her down into sleep.

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dameronology · 2 years

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I’ve been dying for a pov where fem!reader is the one that dives in the lake and gets attacked but the demo bats and Eddie being the protective boyfriend he would be would immediately jump in and save you then panic when he sees what they did to you 🫶

oh my goshhh yes the angst (also apologies for how long this took me to write work has been kicking my butt)

once again i went off on an absolute tangent w this lmao i kinda delved into the stuff a little before batgate too hope u don't mind i just LIVE for protective eddie ngl

warnings: language, mentions of injury

eddie munson, as he has proclaimed several times, tends to run from things. he ran from most of his homework in 1984 hence why he's now a super senior; he ran from jason carver in the eighth grade when he stole his animal crackers and he ran, rather ironically, from the gym teacher last week when she chased him from underneath the bleachers with a half-smoked blunt in his hand

he even tried to run from his feelings for you at first. it was mostly fear because you're golden as fuck and the best thing that ever happened to him and honestly he was just scared of hurting you

but this is eddie munson we're talking about, who regularly trips over his own fuckin shoe laces. even in a metaphorical sense, because whilst sprinting from said feelings he skidded and fell on his ass for you and realised that actually, letting himself fall in love with you wasn't the worst thing in the world

that was two years ago & now you're eddie's entire fucking heart. he might feel a bit lost about the future sometimes but he knows it's gonna be ok when you're by his side

getting tangled up in all the upside down shit was beyond what either of you could have ever imagined; honestly his reaction at first was to run, but he knew as you & the others came after him, he didn't have to anymore

you stayed with him at reefer rick's from the second you found him; half because he was a wreck and needed you there, but also because people are dying left, right and center, and he is hellbent on keeping an eye on you

eddie is glued to your hip the entire time. he's clingy at the best of times but now, he won't sleep without both his arms wrapped tightly around you and he wakes up periodically in the night to check on you

and despite the fact he's arguably more traumatised by this entire thing, eddie is constantly asking if you're ok; asking about how you're doing with recent revelations and putting on a brave face to hide his own worries

everything becomes a lot more real when you have to go out with steve, robin & nancy to find the gate. you're both kind of involved now, right? and you're deadset on proving ed's innocence so you're gonna find this fucking monster

eddie doesn't like the idea of you coming with them and getting hurt. he likes the idea of leaving you on shore even less. sometimes you gotta pick the lesser of two evils

it's like you were gonna listen to him anyways. eddie has never been able to tell you what to do

so you get in the boat with them; eddie takes the seat beside you, large hand protectively spread out on your thigh and dark eyes scouring the water ahead of you for any danger

when the compass starts going wonky with a capital "aah!" you're kinda over the whole thing and before anyone can stop you, you've lost your shoes and jacket and you're jumping in the lake

you're too quick for anyone to stop you

eddie is less then pleased when you resurface a few minutes later, announcing that you've found the gate

"why would you do that?! are you fucking insane?! why?!"

before you can argue, you're being dragged back under

even though eddie had said before that he was only brave when it came to d&d, he's diving in right after you. shoes on, jacket on, he doesn't give a shit

an unambiguous sign of true love indeed

he goes down and down after you, not really caring if the other three follow you (they do btw once they all have a moment of "what a chaotic couple")

eddie is basically kicking his way through the gate, blindly beating the shit out of every demobat he's seeing

because like HELL are they gonna get away with hurting you

he's blinded by pure, white rage really. also a little bit of fear, but that just manifests itself in said rage

eventually, when you're finally free of the bats' grip on you, eddie is on his knees by your side, one large hand holding your head and the other checking your pulse

"please tell me you're alive. jesus christ, please say you're alive because if you're not i'm going to-"

"- i'm alive!" you manage to cough out, "just about"

he's taking you in his arms in seconds, pulling you gently into his chest and holding you there, calling you a dumbass and a fucking idiot but one that he loves so fucking much it hurts me right now

robin & steve take a step back for a moment, but nancy - being nancy - is proactive, tearing up her jumper and wrapping it around the wound on your side

eddie sheds his leather jacket, wrapping it tightly around your shoulders

the entire time that you're walking through the upside down, he's got an arm around your waist and one hand holding where your cut is in order to keep pressure on it

and he lets you ride the back of his bike !! no way in hell is he making you cycle in your condition

whilst the other three are communicating with dustin & erica, eddie is ransacking the upside edition™️ of his trailer for any medical supplies

of course there are none but it's sweet that he tries

he insists on going through the gate first so that you don't have to just land straight on the mattress

even though he falls flat on his ass, he manages to catch you

eddie munson will always be there to catch you

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marvel-and-chicago-fan · 10 months

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Believe me

Warnings: Bullying, Arguing,Yelling, Mentions of killing, (Mentions of running away?)

A/n:Just a heads up that there may be some spots that don't make sense because i keep forgetting to fix those spots but anyways enjoy the story

Summary: You get into a fight and none of your brothers believe you until Hailey steps in and comforts you and helps you and your brother's stop fighting.

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Word count: 2.0k

Flashback to 12 years old

This is my first time being in the principal's office and honestly I'm scared, not because I could get suspended but because Its will whos coming to pick me up. There's nothing worse than someone being disappointed with you than mad. Will’s the type of brother who will just be disappointed and give you the silent treatment, while Jay will yell at you like crazy, take away your phone, make you file papers at the district and even give you the worst punishments ever for this type of situation but Will is definitely going to yell at me and take away my phone for the rest of my life and i'm probably grounded for 8 years.

End of Flashback

Present time

Today was the day you were really really dead, you got into a fight with this one girl because she said something about your family and you couldn't let that slide so of course you stood up for yourself and your family and punched right in the face.

The problem is when you tried to tell the principal what happened she didn't believe you because the girl you fought was the principal's niece and “she could never do wrong” or that's what all the staff thought. Everyone knew in school that she was actually the worst student there and she's a huge bully who's spoiled and gets everything she wants. There's even a rumor how the principal pays her teachers to give her good grades.

***

You were sitting outside the front office when you heard two familiar voices, and immediately knew it was Will and Jay. Now you were in trouble with both your brothers, both of them here means you're probably never gonna see the day of light ever again.

Your brothers walk up to the bench outside the room and either side of you and they don't even speak to you or look at you. You're surprised Jay hasnt threatened to arrest you or put you in handcuffs yet, he's done that before but that story is for a different day.

“Hello Mr, Halsteads” My principal came out of the door. My brothers stood up and shook her hand.

You hated your principal, and she hated you. She always had it out for kids like you. Kids who were better than Milly. Kids who stood up for themselves from Milly. Most especially kids who Milly Hated.

Once you were all seated inside the office she started explaining what happened.

“Y/n got into a confrontation with a girl named Milly and ended up breaking her nose.” She explained.

“I am so sorry for Y/n’s behavior today. I will make sure that she will be punished.” Jay replied. “Well i'm not” You mumbled

“She is going to be suspended for three days and when she returns she's going to have ISS for one week.” She said, “What, thats so fucking dumb she’s the one who started it!” You yelled

“Not from what i heard” She replied “Other kids said that you were bullying her and when she tried to say something you punched her”

“THAT'S BECAUSE ALL THOSE KIDS ARE HER FRIENDS.” You stood and yelled.

“We're going to be going now, I'm so sorry for her actions. Please apologize to Millys family for us, Thank you.” Jay said while we walked out the office

“In the car now, we’ll talk when we get home” Will whispered in a yell. Although you couldn't care less whatever they were going to do.

***

“FIGHTING Y/N? WE RAISED BETTER THAN THIS” Will shouts at me. “Well maybe if you would leave me alone you wouldn't have to raise me” you snort “watch your tone young lady” Jay points at me. “How about you listen to me, OVER SOME STUPID GIRL” I say, raising my voice to match wills.

“Thats it, give me your phone and everything else now.”Jay puts his hand in front of me “take it, i dont even want it anymore since everyones gonna blow up my phone about how i lost to fucking Milly Wilson” I say tosing it to the ground and heading up the stairs to my room. “I hate you more than right now than i hated dad, I wish mom was still around.

“You are done for Y/n Halstead you're grounded for two months, be prepared to be at the district and med everyday now” Jay speaks in a serious tone.

“Don't slam that door Y/n halsted” Will yelled anticipating my move but i slammed the door anyways because i don't care.

That's when I had enough, enough of the bullying, enough of school, enough of my brothers never being on my side. It started out with small things like pillows, and clothes, then it turned into hard things, shoes, books and even your computer and Nintendo that was lying on your bed. Your room looked like a tornado and a hurricane hit at the same time, and you just sobbed on the floor.

That's when you heard a soft knock on your door. “Go away” you sniffled. “Y/n/n, please open the door” that nickname? Only Hailey called you that you thought. “Come in”

Hailey opened the door and immediately looked around to find you in a corner sobbing. You looked so frail and broken when she saw you. As soon as she held you into her arms you broke down and spilled everything out in a jumbled mess. “It’s ok let it all out” Hailey said in a soft voice.

“No one ever believes me- i-i tried to tell them a-a-and they wouldn't believe me, sh-she was the one who hit me first. She said if i told anyone sh-she would get j-jay fired” You froze, you weren't supposed to say that…There was one thing you hadn't said and that was milly hit first when you tried to confront her on what she said

Milly said if you told anyone she would make your life miserable and she would get Jay fired

from his job and arrested.

You stood up from haileys grip and started pacing around your messy room “No,no,no Milly's going to get jay fired or probably kill me now i should probably run away to south america or something”

“Woah woah y/n calm down, what actually happened?” She questioned, and you just started explaining. “Milly said mom and dad deserved to die since Jay takes people away from their families and sometimes hurts them, so i went up to and asked her why she said and she just replied “Don’t put yourself where it doesn't belong, and boom she punched and i just defended myself. You probably can guess the rest.”

“Oh, Y/n its ok i will make sure that milly wont do anything to you or jay, i promise.” She cooed “You promise?” She gave me a smile and a slight nood. “So how about you stay at my place for the night and we can head to the district tomorrow

you packed your bags and headed downstairs with hailey in tow. "Where do you think you're going? Did you forget that you're grounded?" Jay stood up from his chair

i'm taking her to my house no she grounded hailey crouched down to your level since you were short for your age "why don't you take my keys and head to the car and place an order for some food" you nodded and left the apartment

"jay don't argue with me the least you could have done is listened and you couldn't even manage that" Sill stood up to back jay up but hailey immediately stopped him "Don't even, i will bring y/n to the district tomorrow and you will both apologize and listen to her or else" Pointing to two men while walking out the door and slamming it behind her.

***

It was now the morning and you and hailey were headed to the district. When you tried to close the car door you hissed and immediately pulled your hand to your chest. “What happened to your hand?” Hailey asked. “Nothing.” you didn't want to get into the topic of what happened. Lets just go to the district and get this over with.

“First of all i'm taking you to get your hand checked out and second of all i talked to jay, he's not gonna yell or do anything to you. He forgot that I have handcuffs and can arrest him” You chuckled at that last part, her and Jay didn't always agree.

Hailey took you to Michigan Arial Hospital (the other hospital in Chicago since she knew you didn't want to go to med) and it turns out you had a sprain, well you had a sprain before but since you didn't get medical attention earlier you now broke your hand. You got a light blue cast because light blue was Haileys favorite color and at the moment you didn't want to please nor even think about jay or will.

When you reached the district you said hi to Trudy and everyone else but you hid your arm because you didn't want to talk about it. “Hey, mini halsted” Adam greeted you. You didn't even reply and walked straight to the break room where Jay would be found since you didn't see him in the main area.

“Jay you will listen to every word this girl has got to say because if you don't, Voight’s standing right outside this door and he would love to hear how you're treating his Goddaughter,” Hailey says with a stern and serious voice.

All three of you sit down and you explain what Milly has been doing to you and everyone else in the school. And how Milly is the principal's niece so she never gets in trouble. You also get far enough to wear you explain why you currently have a cast on. “And she said if i ever told anyone she said she would get your fired and make your life miserable”

“Y/n- i dont even know what to say, i am so so sorry for not believing you when you first told us. I guess i was just mad you had gotten into a fight and i didnt think about anything else” Jay said as he pulled you into a tight hug

“Jay- careful of my hand” You gasped “and, i forgive you” you said with a soft sweet voice.

“Now if you excuse me I've got some CCTV footage to look at.” Jay said as he pulled apart from the hug and stood up. You knew Jay was never the emotional type and never wanted one of his colleagues to catch him crying, yet Hialeys saw him cry Millions of times.

As the team was going through the footage they kept backing up to the right spots until they reached the time of yesterday. Milly punching you in the eye, which explains why your eye looks a little swollen now.

“THERE! Right there is all the proof we need to prove y/n innocent on many levels.” Haileys shouts. “Alright, find phone numbers, addresses, figure out her relatives before we go for her. I want to make sure this girl gets what she deserves” Voight yells in his raspy voice.

Definitely working on part right now, i must say this is my favorite one so far since i've planned it out i've wanted it to go. Don't forget to read my other stories and look at my crazy wattpad reading lists. Thanks :)

#chicago pd #halstead brothers #halstead sister #jay halstead #one chicago #will halstead #chicago #fainting #hospital mention tw #x reader #hailey upton #upstead #bullying #bullied #cast

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darkstar225 · 1 year

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Twice's 10th member is receiving hate

The members noticed the difference in her mood the whole day. It could be because she got bad grades, she woke up late as she spend the night training or because of the hate she's receiving. Maybe all of them but the unnies wouldn't know, she didn't wanna seem weak and bother them with her issues when she knows all of them also receive hate and are doing fine. After a long day, she said good night to her sisters and practically sprinted to her room without her roommates (SMC) sleeping as soon as her head touched the pillow, which was already a bad sign since she hated to sleep without someone in the room with her.

Meanwhile in the living room...

Jihyo - Did you girls see how she looks tired?

Jeongyeon - Yeah, she's also in a mood. The girl can give us a run for our money when she's being sassy *rolls her eyes*

Nayeon - I taught her well *dries fake tears*

Momo - Be serious grandma, we're talking about our child

Nayeon - YAH! STOP CALLING ME GRANDMA

Dahyun - With all due respect unnie, shhhhh. You know Y/N is a light sleeper (can't relate, I could sleep through an earthquake)

Tzuyu - She's right unnie, once I got thirsty and opened the door to go to the kitchen and get a cup of water. She woke up immediately asking if I was okay

Chaeyoung - Fr, can someone go check if she woke up, please? I feel like it's been some time since she fell asleep so fast, she's probably exhausted. I agree with Jihyo unnie.

Sana - I'm gonna see if she's still in her room, brb

On the SMC room...

Y/N - Well, that didn't go the way I wanted. I wish I'd just escape this hate, they're not being fair to me, I keep being up all night overthinking all the mistakes they point out and training to be better than what they see. Am I not good enough? Maybe I suck at this. What if the group did improve without me being the black sheep?

While thinking all of this she wasn't aware that a certain hamster had entered her room and informed the rest she was awake. When she finally came back from her mind, she let out a scream because her unnie was just staring at her looking quite creepy

Y/N - UNNIE, YOU SCARED ME!

Sana - Sorry honey, you're somewhere else but I knocked before entering. How are you? You seemed kinda out of it...

Y/N - I'm doing okay unnie, just lost a night's sleep, otherwise, I feel fine

Sana - Don't lie to me, we know you. Right guys?

At that moment everyone that was outside the door went inside and nodded their heads.

Mina - Sana's right babe, we took note that you're not the same as always as soon as you got out of your bed this morning.

Y/N - But-

Jihyo - No buts, we're getting through the issue you're having and you're getting some sleep after this with me (Jihyo, Jeongyeon and Mina's room)

Dahyun - Unnie is right (again), start talking, please... We're worried about you!

Y/N - That's exactly why I didn't wanna talk with you guys. I don't want to be a burden.

Momo - Again with this... We already talked about it, you know you're important to us and we care about you and your feelings, every time you need someone to hear you, we're there for you. Stop thinking that you're burdening us when you get sad, hurt or even mad like this morning. We know you like the back of our hands and we'll understand anything you request without questioning 'cause you always try to express what you need. Except if you ask for my jokbal lmao

Chaeyoung - What a way to kill the moment, da- dang.

Nayeon - And here I thought Momo was speaking facts, yeah... That sounds more like her lol

Jihyo - You did well Momo... Don't think we forgot about you young lady

Y/N - I mean, you could... Jk, tysm for always assuring me that you love me, sometimes things appear to be harder to believe after everything you hear from people.

Jeongyeon - Which people? Who do I've to kill?

Tzuyu - Am I the only one who already understood what's going on? She's receiving hate! Now that I know everything falls in place, the anger, the sadness, the insecurity...

Mina - Wow, it makes sense. Is this it sweetie?

Y/N - Yo, are you a therapist 'cause gee, you read me like a book lol

Sana - Stop joking, if that's the case, it's something severe

Y/N - Ok, ok. I'm sorry. Yeah, I got some hater recently that I can't get out of my hair, they talked about my dancing skills, my vocals, how I'm always lazy on stage and my poor expressions. It sucks as I'm starting to believe it and I can't seem to stop wanting to train, that's why I stay late at the studio. I'm exhausted unnies, it hurts so much to see that no one notices my efforts and just sees what I did incorrectly. *sobs*

Jihyo pulls Y/N closer and she lays on her chest while crying. Jihyo feels her shirt getting wetter as time went by and she felt heartbroken to see her maknae so glum. Without anything else to do everyone sat near and gave their love in their own style, all while Jihyo caressed Y/N's back repeating that things will be okay.

After half an hour, sobs turned into sniffles and Y/N got out of Jihyo's chest and leaned on Momo that was behind her. Momo instantly gave her a kiss on the forehead, making the maknae giggle and the unnies hearts flutter with how cute she looked being so vulnerable.

Jihyo - Are you better now?

Y/N - It's not something that goes away like magic but you guys made me feel inches better, you're the best family I could ask for!

Twice - OWNNNNN, that's what we're here for love bug. We're pressing charges against your haters or we're not TWICE!

You can certainly expect all the members to appear at JYP to threaten JYPapa so he can make that come true and give some vacation so they can help their dear maknae to heal because they love their dear maknae.

A/N: I'm sorry for any errors, English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there's something wrong, ty for reading <3

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artzychic27 · 8 months

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Suicide Squad quotes based on the Blood Beetle and Ikati Bleak au

Marc: Huh? What was that? I should kill everyone and escape?… Sorry. The voices. *chuckles* I'm kidding! Jeez! That's not what they really said.

—

Mme. Bustier: Before he ran off and joined the circus, he was Le Chein Kim. A promising athlete at Francoise DuPont. He was tutored by the demon cat himself.

Max: Kim, you know, I live for these moments with you. What do you got for me?

Kim: I raised my algebra grade up to a B. All thanks to you.

Max: *Smirks* How nice.

Mme. Bustier: He thought he was getting help, but he was falling in love.

Max: You know… There’s something I’d like for you to do for me, Kim.

Kim: Anything. I mean, yeah.

Max: I need a machine gun

Kim: … A machine gun?

Mme. Bustier: Talk about a teenage romance gone wrong.

—

Marinette: *To Rose* Love your perfume. What is that? The stench of death?

—

*Lacey smashes a window open with their bat*

Mme. Mendeleiev: Seriously? The hell's wrong with you people?!

Lacey: *takes a purse* We're bad guys. It's what we do.

—

Blood Beetle: You disobey us, you die.

*Ivan snarls*

Blood Beetle: You try to run, you die. You otherwise irritate or vex me... and guess what? You die.

Sabrina: I'm known to be quite vexing. I'm just forewarning you.

Blood Beetle: Lady, shut up!

—

Mme. Bustier: And that was just the beginning.

*Emperor and Prince Pain drive crazily through Paris when police start to follow*

Prince Pain: Come on, baby. Do it! *Emperor presses down further on the gas pedal*

Emperor: *Notices the police in the side mirrors* Oh. We have got company.

Mme. Bustier: He’s crazier than him. And more fearless.

*An officer shoots at the car*

Prince Pain: Stupid cops, you're ruining date night! *He throws his fan at the wheels, making them pop and causing the car to swerve off of the road*

—

Ivan: You might wanna work on your team motivation thing. You heard of Phil Jackson?

M. Monlataing: Yeah.

Ivan: He's like the gold standard, okay? Triangle, bitch. Study.

—

M. Monlataing: Stay back. If he moves, fire him up, all right? *Opens the door to Marc’s personal cell/dorm, where he’s hanging upside down from the bars* You gonna come down from there, or what?

*Marc giggles and swings down to the floor*

M. Monlataing: You know the rules, Marc. You gotta keep off of these bars.

Marc: What, these bars?

M. Monlataing: Yes, those bars.

*Marc chews on one of the bars*

M. Monlataing: Oh, my God. You are really in bad shape upstairs, kid.

Marc: Gonna come in here and tell me that? Or are you too scared, teacher? Come on, I'm bored. Gonna send me someone to play with.

M. Monlataing: You put five teachers and guards in the hospital, kid. You’re not playing with anyone. You sleep on the floor, in your bed.

Marc: … Nah.

—

Simon: Hey, everyone can see all this trippy magic stuff, right?

Reshma: Yeah. Why?

Jean: I'm off my meds

—

Juleka: People like us, we don't get normal!

Nino: Why is it always a knife fight every single time you open your mouth? You know, outside you're amazing. But inside, you're ugly.

Juleka: We all are. We all are! Except for him. *looks at Ivan* He's ugly on the outside, too.

Ivan: Not me. I'm beautiful.

Myléne: Yeah, you are.

—

Aurore: You hate mankind much? Let me guess. Mommy didn't take you to Chuck E. Cheese on your sixth birthday. I can recommend a good therapist.

Ismael: Why?

Aurore: Because I'm bored! I need a victim, a mind to pry apart and spit in.

Ismael: *Pats Jean on the shoulder* Just leave it, mate. She's a rabbit hole. Don't fall in.

—

Ivan: All right. Now you know what you're buying. Let me tell you the price. First, I want out of here. Second, I want full custody of my sister. All right? And mom and dad can have, like, supervised visits. But mom’s jackass brother can't come. Pavlo can't come.

Mme. Bustier: Pavlo’s out.

Ivan: He's out. Third, you’re gonna pay for my sister’s whole education. Best schools. And then I want her to go to college. Like Harvard. Or Yale.

Mme. Bustier: So Ivy League.

Ivan: Ivy League, yeah. One them big joints, you know?

Mme. Bustier: Mmm-hmm.

Ivan: And, uh, if she can't cut it and her grades start slipping, I need you to white-people that thing.

Mme. Bustier: Mmm-hmm.

Ivan: You know how we do.

Mme. Bustier: Oh, yeah.

—

Marinette: Anybody who touches me is dead. Anybody who to... *Gets injected* AAAAHH! Lady! Hey! Nurse, or whatever you are!

Technician: Injection successful.

Marimettte: Hey. Miss? What was that?

Technician 2: Location verified. Next!

Marinette: Oh, you fucker!

—

Mme. Mendeleiev: Any other requests?

Cosette: Oh! An espresso machine.

Jean: B-E-T!

—

Simon: *To the teachers* One day, somehow, some way, I'm gonna get out of here. And I'm gonna rain down on all of you like the Holy Ghost.

—

Emperor: Would you die for me?

Marc: Yes.

Emperor: That's too easy. Would you live for me?

#miraculous ladybug #miraculous #mlb au #suicide squad #shadybug and claw noir #scarlet beetle & ikati black #incorrect quotes #mlb incorrect quotes

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mysteryshoptls · 1 year

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SSR Sebek Zivgolt Dorm Uniform Personal Story: Part 3

"There is no time to whine!!!!"

(Part 1) (Part 2) Part 3

[Coliseum – Field]

― The next day, Joint Protection Magic Class, 4th Session

Sebek: It is almost time for our team to present.

Sebek: Are you ready, humans?

Classmate A/B: Yeah…

Sebek: I CAN'T HEAR YOU, HUMAN!!

Classmate A: Who cares about how loud my voice is…? It's not like anything'll change because of how much I shout or anything.

Classmate B: Man, I don't feel like I can pass this assignment if I gotta work with Sebek.

Sebek: You lack the will to win. If you are as you are, there is no way you would be able to win even the easiest battles.

Sebek: You do remember the magic you have been tasked with performing, yes?

Classmate A: I have water, this guy has fire. We're all using magic we're good at, right? Obviously, we can remember that much.

Classmate A: …But dude, was it really okay for us to choose the magic we get to use first?

Classmate B: If we have to have three types of magic, that means you have to use something else.

Classmate B: Kinda means you won't really have the freedom to choose whatever magic you want…

Sebek: No matter. I practice an extensive array of magic every single day!

Sebek: And I am aware that it would be difficult to overcome any weakness in one night.

Sebek: In order to achieve a passing grade, we should take advantage of whatever strengths you already possess.

Classmate A: I-I see…

Classmate B: See, he sounds inspiring, but I know exactly what he's trying to say…

Sebek: Now… WE BEGIN!

Classmate A: Go, water, envelop the doll and stop its movement!

Classmate A: Urgh… It's moving faster than I expected, so my music can't hit it at all!

Classmate B: Mine neither. I can't even get close!

Sebek: That doll is much quicker than I had expected. It also moves akin to a person… This exercise is really invigorating.

Classmate A/B: …

Sebek: Hey, you two, what are you standing around for? We go again! Do not stop until you've hit the target!

Classmate B: But… We don't have much time left, isn't it gonna be impossible for us to clear it?

Classmate A: I knew it, this dysfunctional team wasn't gonna be good enough…

Sebek: SILENCE!! THERE IS NO TIME TO WHINE!!!!

Classmate B: Ack!? You scared me…

Classmate A: You're so loud, man!

Sebek: Humph. You were both showing your loss of conviction, so I was merely shooing it away.

Sebek: No matter how impossible the objective may seem, as long as you never give up, there will always be a means to succeed.

Sebek: To give up only after a few tries like this is absolutely pathetic.

Sebek: Is this the extent of your determination? Do you not have any pride on your name as a student of Night Raven College?

Sebek: IF YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE IN YOURSELF, THEN WHO WILL!?

Classmate A: Sebek… You…

Sebek: I absolutely, definitely must pass this task for the sake of the Young Master, someone who is very, very important to me…

Sebek: Which means that, in the end, the two of you also have the great fortune of acting on behalf of Malleus-sama as well.

Sebek: I CARE NOT IF YOU GIVE UP OR PASS OUT, DO SO AFTER WE SUCCEED IN THIS ENDEAVOR! DO IT FOR MALLEUS-SAMA!

Classmate A: SEBEK, SERIOUSLY!?!

Classmate B: WAS ALL THOSE WORDS JUST FOR YOU AND DRACONIA-SENPAI, HUH!?!

Sebek: Humph. Looks like you've gotten your spirit back.

Classmate B: Huh? Oh, you're right… When I shouted like that, I felt a little bit of energy coursing through me.

Classmate A: There's no way I can let this end with Sebek looking down on me like that… Yeah, I'll do it! Let's go!!

Ace: Wow, Sebek's team suddenly got their second wind. Was that their strategy all along?

Deuce: Yeah, but they're just haphazardly throwing spells around, they're not hitting the doll at all. I wonder what they're gonna do now.

Ace: Who knows, maybe they're just gonna brute force it?

Ace: Well… No matter what kind of magic Sebek uses now, I don't think they'll get anywhere if they're just gonna attack with reckless abandon.

Sebek: …Alright, the team's morale has increased. That is the most important aspect in a real fight.

Sebek: I cannot allow this opportunity to pass. I need to make the decisive strike now…

Sebek: …There!

Sebek: Hey, human! Send your fire magic to that puddle over there!

Classmate A: That puddle…? Oh you mean the one from the attack I missed earlier?

Classmate B: Man, I'm starting to get used to Sebek's commands… Fine, I just gotta do it, right? Hah!!

Ace: Woah, that's a ton of steam! It's gotten so white, I can't see a thing in front of me…!

Sebek: Right, here is my chance!

Sebek: If it is a precise copy of how a person would act, then if it were to be robbed of its senses the same as any real person, then it shouldn't be able to move.

Sebek: This was a fascinating exercise, but…

Sebek: It was rather fortuitous for me that this was not a mere target, but rather a humanoid one.

Sebek: If this were a test that focused only on one's magical strength, it may have been rather difficult, but… I am more than capable of any kind of training towards people!

Sebek: I will have you perish here, all for Malleus-sama!

Sebek: TAKE THIS!!!

Ace: Dude, Sebek's magic just hit it directly… And the doll broke! Wait, was he just waiting for his chance the whole time?

Deuce: Isn't Sebek the first one to actually break the target with a single hit? That's amazing…!

Sebek: …I will now read the critique the professor gave our team.

Classmate A/B: Gulp…

Sebek: "…Despite the initial slow magical attacks, and the many issues with actual control of your magic, the indominable spirit you all showed in the second half to come back full force was impressive."

Sebek: "Taking into account that the team each used one of three different types of magic and destroyed the target, as assigned…"

Sebek: "You all pass."

Classmate A/B: H-HOORAY!!!

Sebek: But it wasn't a perfect score, hm… There is still much room to grow, myself included.

Classmate A: You're just gonna mutter to yourself while we're trying to celebrate? Man, you really need to learn how to read the room.

Classmate A: But hey… Honestly, hearing you say that kinda put me in a good mood. In a good and a bad way, I guess.

Classmate A: Thanks.

Classmate B: Yeah. I think I might understand why you're always shouting all the time, too.

Sebek: …I see. I will say that the two of you did a good job this time, as well.

Sebek: You showed me what spirit you actually have. Not bad for humans.

Classmate A: Heheh, it actually feels kinda weird when Sebek's being open like this…

Sebek: Although, if it had just been myself, I would have been able to do such a simple task in half the time it took us this time.

Classmate B: Haaah!? Weren't you just saying that we all worked hard together to get that passing grade!?

Sebek: Huh? I never said such a thing. Your hard work, and my ability are two separate things.

Sebek: This time, I simply complied to the tasked assigned to me. I would have been able to do it by my lonesome, without any help from you humans!!

Classmate A: I think I regret thanking you…

Classmate B: I take back everything good I just thought about you! Sebek, you really gotta do something about that attitude of yours!

[Courtyard]

―After school, same day

Sebek: Young Master, today I alone will be escorting you.

Sebek: I AM AT YOUR SERVICE!

Malleus: Right.

Malleus: …Ah, I heard that you passed your assignment in the joint protection magic class today.

Sebek: Eh!? H-How did you come to know of that, sir?

Malleus: I met with Lilia and Silver on the way here. I heard from the both of them.

Malleus: You've grown well, Sebek.

Sebek: M-Malleus-sama…!

Sebek: …Far from it. This assignment was a mere trifle.

Sebek: As long as it is for you, Malleus-sama… No matter where life may take us, everything I, Sebek, do is for you!

(Part 1) (Part 2) Part 3

#twisted wonderland #twst #sebek zigvolt #ace trappola #deuce spade #malleus draconia #twst sebek #twst ace #twst deuce #twst malleus #twst translation #mention: silver #mention: lilia

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artistic-intrxvert · 1 year

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The rottmnt turtles ( hopefully not too much) with this preteen (like 12?) reader who’s just sneaking around and watching them “defeat crime” and writing it down, basically describing them as “cool” and just wanting to be friends with them. With drawings of them and the turtles. Also they try really REALLY hard to not get caught because they seriously do not want them to see their “notes”. Also 2012 tmnt honestly brings me to tears sometimes so I’m gonna give rottmnt a chance-

Hello there! YOU ARE MY FIRST ROTTMNT ASK AAA IM SO EXCITED :D i have a serious hyper fixation on this show and i need help hahah- I had a lot of fun doing this and I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: None! (Some swearing but i do that a lot so it's not really all that different lol)

Prompt: (PLATONIC!!)Rise!Donnie, Leo, Raph, and Mikey with a child!reader who admires them

Donnie

I feel like Donnie would be the first to notice, and at first he wouldn’t really care all that much

In fact I think he’d respect that, if one needs notes about something then one needs notes

Pretty cocky about it too, why wouldn’t one want to know about the glorious and most intelligent turtle Othello Von Ryan?

But at the same time he also is quite suspicious of you and makes sure to keep an eye out in case you try and tell anyone of the turtle brothers existence

Honestly takes too long debating whether or not to tell his brothers

One day they all spot you taking your notes, Donnie knew a little bit about it since he has his high grade tech (he has his goggles after all, he probably knows your writing down something)

Let’s say they tried to confront you, wondering why and how the heck you managed to get on the top of one of the buildings and if you were in any danger

Yeah let’s just say you got scared and fled the scene leaving your notes behind

Donnie was the one that took it, claiming he can read any hand writing and wanted to make sure it didn’t have any personal information that could be used against them

I’m reality, he was quite curious to see what you were writing down

Turns out, you were doodling the turtles and yourself all in a picture with the classic ✨sun in the corner✨ and at the top said “friends” but he could see that it was erased and rewritten a few different times, as if you were hesitating to write it

He flipped through the pages and were impressed with how much notes you got that were accurate considering the fact you've been watching from a distance

While one would find it creepy, he can’t really hold it against you, children have people they admire and look up to and it just so happens that he and his brothers are the ones you look up to

Definitely tried to return the notebook, successfully spotting you in your usual spot, searching for your beloved notes

He talks to you, asking about you and how he’s intrigued by your notes (he's very impressed but would never admit that out loud)

He asks if you would like to meet his brothers and maybe ask about some stuff to help your notes so that he can make sure you "have the right information"

He's still his cocky self, but I think he'd understand where your coming from

We don't don't about his obsession with atomic lass-

Leo

SO. FUCKING. COCKY.

When he saw you taking notes from a distance every time that he and his brothers went out to do patrolling, he'd notice you being around the first few times or so, assuming you lived around that area

But then he noticed that you always seemed to be wherever they were

At one point, it hit his skull that you were following them

Only difference is that if he somehow found out before Donnie (highly unlikely btw) he'd point it out almost immediately

He would just kinda be like, "is it just me, or does this kid seem to following us?"

The others would notice too and agree to try and see if you were following them

Upon being confronted you tried to explain something but we're too nervous and ran off, leaving your notebook behind

Donnie was about to snatch it when he did, claiming he was going to read it first before Donnie hogged it to himself

He flipped through the pages and saw the drawing you did

Honestly thought it was creepy at first but then realized that you just wanted to be friends and looked up to them

Leo is the greatest ninja the world has ever seen, so it would make sense why you would want to be friends with him and his sidekicks brothers IM SORRY I HAD TO QUOTE THE MOVIE AND I PROBABLY SHOULDN'T HAVE BUT I COULDN'T HELP IT-

I feel like at some point he'd confront you it would be the day after he found the notebook you left behind and he would give it back and ask you about what kind of hobbies you do and what inspired you to watch him and his brothers

I think that he would eventually start talking to you often and eventually invite you to the lair sometimes. You would basically be a really close to of his

I think overall he'd be very smug and cocky about it but would deep down be honored that you would choose them to be the ones you look up to

Raph

Raph would probably be one of the ones that doesn't notice this until someone else points it out. I also think he could also be the one to see it first. It just depends

Raph would be so honored that you looked up to them, he'd notice you following them and would go out of his way to offer you a smile before they'd go back to the lair

One day you leave your notebook alone after an encounter and he notices you dropped it

He wouldn't go through it surprisingly

One of his brothers would get to it first and would go through it, meaning he'd had to try and get them to stop invading privacy

Once he gets a glance, however, he feels so touched at the drawing you did and the detailed notes you've written down

He may not be the best at understanding complicated notes, but he knew how much thought and accuracy went into writing them down

Raph would try his best to return the notebook to you the next time they went out to fight bad guys

When he does return it, he places his hand on your head and ruffles your hair (if you don't have very long hair [shaved or buzzed] or if you have no hair at all, he'd give you a head pat)

He'd encourage you to ask them anything if you had questions, but would lightly scold you about being out and about at night by yourself

As long as you were safe about it, you may have just found yourself a new friend AND a kind of parental figure

Mikey

LOVES. YOU. SO. MUCH. (Platonically, of course)

He wouldn't notice at all, it was definitely pointed out by one of his brothers

He'd be a little worries about you being alone in New York by yourself given how you look to be around 12 or so

He'd confront you after a few different times they'd notice you, advising you to not be out so late

You didn't listen like the little shit you are

Eventually, they all had noticed and tried to confront you about it since they were rather curious

The pressure of talking to the turtles you looked up to had to a little nervous and you took off before they could talk to you

You did, however leave your notebook behind

Mikey looked through the different notes and flipped until he saw the drawing

He thought it was the cutest thing ever! He loved drawing and art related things himself, so he was really excited to see that you liked to draw as well!

When he finally saw you again, he handed you the notebook and offered to lend you some art materials or to sometime draw with him

It would take time to get him to invite you to the lair, but it would eventually become a very frequent thing

Very flattered but also very excited about the drawing

Sorry that this was finished so late :( life has been annoying as hell and making me not have motivation or the time to write as much as i used to. Nonetheless, I am very slowly getting back into the swing of things. Hope you have an amazing rest of your day/night and remember to drink your water <3

-artistic-intrxvert

#rottmnt #rottmnt x reader #idk what else 2 tag this as #i want sleep #if you can read this your gay🫵#🕺🏼#its platonic

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