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cheriladycl01 · 4 months
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Paparazzi - Lando Norris x UniStudent! Reader
Plot: you are a university student in the UK, and the Paparazzi manage to find out where you go and stalk you due to rumors surfacing about.
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It was a pretty shit day at university for you, you were a third year law student who had just come back from an amazing placement with Mercedes as part of their legal counsel.
You'd had so much fun and had worked really closely with Lewis and George. It also was the first year that you were able to travel from the last half of one season, to the 3/4 of the next season.
He was a driver for McLaren, his job and you being a student meant that you guys didn't see each other as much as you'd like.
You had been dating for the good part of 4 years now having met in secondary school and stayed as friends even when he left the school. When you started on your A-levels and he was progressing in his driving career he asked you to be his girlfriend.
Now he was in Formula One and you were about to be graduating university. It had however been difficult, the transition of being with Lando pretty much everyday, and now not seeing him was killing you.
It had taken a tole on you, you had dark circles under your eyes, your nose was red from the cold. Your class hadn't been great either and tears were starting to brim your eyes. You just wanted to get home and cry it out in private.
Lando: Hey Babe, its Thursday so media day today and McLaren are busy! Call me later, love you lots!
The text made more tears brim in your eyes until you heard the snap of a camera. Next you saw the flash.
Your eyes dart up seeing the 5 or 6 people with cameras behind you, following you. You pick up your pace, going towards your specific building on campus where you could hide out with your personal tutor until they left you alone.
You walk into the building into a flurry of students walking around the building pulling the hood of Lando's hoodie up. You make your way to a back stairwell that was quieter than the main one and made your way up the 5 flights of stairs to where your personal tutors room was.
"Michael?" you ask entering the room, nobody was there so you sat on the small little sofa he had at the side of his office. You pull the work bench closer to you, placing your laptop and book down before getting on with some work for your Intellectual Property Module.
Minutes later Michael comes in, a shocked look on his face as he observes you.
"Y/N what are you doing here?" he asks walking past you and taking a seat at his desk, sipping from the takeaway coffee he had just brought.
"I had Paps come onto campus again. And i've had a bit of a shit day" you mumble looking at the email from Lewis asking you to do some research for him if you had any free time.
"Well, you know my door is always open for you"
"That's why i let myself in" you grin at him, already feeling better. He spoke to you for about an hour, while he was doing his own research and marking behind his computer.
"I think its safe to say they've left now" he admits engrossed in something on his computer.
"How'd you know?"
"There's articles already up, some of these headlines. Oh lord they are ridiculous" Michael admits scrolling down on his mouse wheel looking further.
"Huh?" you ask before looking online under your name.
Lando Norris Girlfriend Y/N Y/L/N, Seen Crying On University Campus After Breakup Report Y/N Y/L/N Seen On Campus Crying Is There Tension Between Lando Norris and Y/N Y/L/N On Her First Absent Race Of The Season Lando Norris Cheats On Girlfriend - Her Reaction Is Heartbreaking!
"I'm just going to go home. I don't have the energy to read any of these. Thank you for letting me stay" you admit, packing up your bag and nodding in a goodbye to your personal tutor.
As you exit the building and make your way to the carpark where your Mercedes-AMG SL 63 sat, courtesy of your time at Mercedes for the last year. You now still work for them, but from the Brackley and part-time around your degree.
You get in and let out a long sigh, you pull away getting onto the road driving back to yours and Lando's apartment which was about a 30 minute drive away.
Lando started to call you, the ringtone blaring through the car speakers that your phone was connected to. You hit accept on the screen, your eyes only momentarily wavering from the road.
"Y/N baby, what's up. The articles and the photos of you! You look so sad, what's going on?" he immediately starts grilling you like you'd expected him to when he would eventually see the articles.
"Sorry, I'm in the car right now! I just had a shitty say at uni and i really fucking miss you" you breathe out happy to finally admit it. It was the end of October now and you'd been back at university for a month.
"I know baby, you still planning to come out for the last race, in Abu Dhabi?" he offers, it sounds like he's busy and like he's walking around the McLaren garage. He did say it was media day...
"Erm, ill let you go. Its like midnight there and you have a big day with practice tomorrow" you say, he starts to stay something but you interrupt before he can.
"I love you, goodnight" you say to prompt him.
"Goodnight, ill see you soon" he sighs, he also sounded tired just like you.
You drove the rest of the way home, pulling up in the underground carpark and just sitting there for a few minutes taking in some breaths.
You eventually get out the car and head into yours and Lando's apartment. The apartment was always clean because either you were here or your parents were kind enough to house sit while you and Lando were away.
You did your normal routine for when Lando wasn't here, which was go to the gym, go back and shower, cook food eat food and go to sleep.
You never really had any motivation for anything when he wasn't around.
The next day was a free day from uni, you went to the Mercedes team, everyone could tell that something was up with you. They chose not to say anything and just let you get through your shift. You'd had a cute Good morning text from Lando, asking if you'd slept well and if you'd eaten.
You'd replied, saying yes to both and that you were just catching up on his free practices and that he had really good times, as you'd expected.
But part of you just longed for him to come home.
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xxbimbobunnyxx · 3 months
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Rafe Cameron x Fem!Reader
Summary: Rafe goes to Barry for help with his “pouge problem” but he gets more help than he bargained for when he meets Barry’s cousin in the most unsuspecting way. He can’t stay away from her, despite Barry’s protests, especially when she’s just as unhinged as he is. Takes place during season 2 episode 4 “Homecoming”. Wk: 6.9k.(oops)
Warnings: Gun violence(reader shoots a guy but doesn’t kill him), cocaine use(both reader and rafe), Barry is not super stoked about R and Rafe being into each other, unprotected sex, oral (m & f), choking, hair pulling, face fucking, Dom!Rafe, Sub!Reader, unhinged reader, spit kink, digration, daddy kink, a lil spanking, biting, Rafe & R are obsessed with each other, R has the nickname “bunny” & is implied to be alternative, her outfit is described but other than that no physical descriptions. Lmk if I missed any please! 18+MNDI!!
A/N: This is my first time ever writing for Rafe, so it might not be the best ever but I fell for this man so hard and I just needed to write him with an unhinged girl. Shout out to my girl @babygorewhore for not only beta reading but hyping me up/brainstorming with me through this entire fic. I might make this into a series of some sort. Reblogs and feedback are greatly appreciated!✨🖤
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Rafe slammed his truck door shut as he walked up to Barry’s porch, scoffing when he saw him sitting there with his feet propped up while he read a book.
“Hey, you got my shit?”
“Shit, you’re early.” Barry closes his book and sets it down on the table in front of him, a condescending smirk spreading across his lips.
“Do you have my shit or not, man?” Rafe groans as he plops his large body down onto the rundown cushion of one of the porch chairs.
“Yeah, I got yo shit.” Barry chuckles, pulling the baggy from his pocket and tossing it on the table. “You got my money?”
“Yeah.” Rafe pulls a wad of cash from his pocket and slaps it into his hand before grabbing the baggy so he can make himself line. He snorts it, letting out a deep breath after. “I need a piece too.”
“Hooohoooo!! You need a piece? Country Club Killer now, huh?” Barry laughs, his hand coming down to slap his knee.
“Don’t!!” Rafe slams his hand on the table. “Mess with me right now.”
“Aight, what the hell you need a piece for?”
“John B is fucking back.”
“John B is fucking dead dude.”
“Nah man, I saw him for myself in the Bahamas, and just now Top saw him in town with my sister scoring beer.”
“FUCK!!!!” Barry kicks the table, sending it flying a few feet away. “Are you fuckin’ kiddin me? I’m done playing with these kids bruh.”
Barry kicks himself up from his seat, walking over to a locker on the side of the porch. He enters the combination before he pulls out a gun and starts to load it.
“You wanna be done with those little shits once and for all? You’re gonna need a lot more than just a piece. You gotta start going at this shit like a soldier.” He spins the barrel, clicking it into place before handing the gun to Rafe.
“You do this, you know I’ll take care of you, alright? You won’t be doing this shit for nothing man I’ll -“
“YOU THINK I’M SCARED OF YOU, YOU LITTLE BITCH?” A male voice came booming from behind the house.
“IF YOU AREN’T NOW, YOU FUCKING WILL BE!” Another voice followed, but this one was unmistakably female.
“Dude, what the fuck was that? Is that chick okay? Should you like - I don’t know - deal with that or some shit?” Rafe’s blue eyes scan the other man’s face for signs of distress but it was almost like if he hadn’t mentioned it, he wouldn’t have even noticed.
“Nah bro, that’s my cousin. She’s got it, stop trippin. We doin’ this or not?”
There’s a loud crash and then he hears the girl's voice again.
“I TOLD YOU TO GET ON YOUR FUCKING KNEES, YOU PIECE OF SHIT!!!!”
“Dude I’m gonna go check it out, that doesn’t sound good.” Rafe isn’t sure why he really gives a shit if this random chick who he hasn’t even seen is alright or not, maybe he’s just high and paranoid. Either way his curiosity gets the best of him and he starts walking towards the back of Barry’s place.
“She doesn’t need your help pretty boy, trust me.” Barry snorts and shakes his head as he begrudgingly follows him.
When Rafe rounds the corner the sight he sees is far from what he was expecting. The man who he heard yelling was shorter than him but more built, probably middle aged, he wore a white tank top and black board shorts and the look in his eyes told him that he was definitely one of Barry’s customers or less reliable dealers. The girl on the other hand? You were half his size, your hair in two braids with ribbons tied at the ends of them, you were wearing a tiny little baby pink tank top and black spandex shorts that barely covered her ass. You had combat boots on your feet that had little white ruffle socks sticking out of the top of them, but what was most shocking? You were holding a Glock in one of your small hands, and the collar of the man’s tank top was gathered in the other. You were standing on your tiptoes whilst also pulling the man down so he was face level with you, the Glock held to his head.
“I said, get on your fucking knees mother fucker, you got a hearing problem or some shit?” You growl at the man and it sends shivers down Rafe’s spine. You were beautiful. He watches as you shove the Glock into the man’s temple and ram your boot clad heel into his thigh causing him to fall to his knees with a grunt.
“Much better.” You smile as you tap his cheek with the gun before bringing it back to the side of his head. “Now, where the fuck is my fucking money?”
“I told you! I told you I don’t fucking have it right now I just need a little time!” The man’s voice is shaky now, his eyes traveling between you and the gun held to his head.
“Time? This isn’t a fucking loan service! Get me my money by tomorrow, or you’re fucked!” Your eyes are filled with fire and you let out a dry laugh.
“What’re you gonna do? Send Barry after me? Where is he at? He knows I always pay, just let me talk to hi-“ He’s cut off abruptly when you hit him across the cheek with the gun.
“SHUT UP!! You’re not fucking talking to Barry, you’re talking to me. If you don’t get my money you aren’t going to have to deal with him, you’re going to have to deal with me. Which I promise you don’t fucking want.” Rafe watches as you lean down into the guy's face, your eyes boring into his, a sinister smile paints your lips, and he isn’t even ashamed of the fact that he felt his cock stir in his pants at your display of dominance over this man twice your size. “Got it??”
“I don’t know how you expect me to get that amount by tomorrow I-“ The man grunts when you hit him in the face with the gun again, his face whipping to the side.
“I said, got it?” You hold the gun between his eyes, your smile never faltering.
“Yeah - yeah! I got it! I got it! Can I go now!?” The man holds his hands by his head in surrender, seemingly not wanting to argue with you further.
“I fucking mean it asshole, tomorrow, by sunset.” You glare at him momentarily before your smile returns, tapping his cheek with the gun again before turning to walk off.
“You aren’t gonna do shit bitch, you’re nothing without that little gun.”
Rafe’s blue eyes widen as he watches the man’s hand reach out and grab for your Glock. He subconsciously takes a step forward in your defense but soon realizes maybe you really don’t need help. Your body whips around, pulling the gun from the guy's reach and shooting him in the foot all in one motion. He screams out in pain, his hands grabbing onto his foot as he falls to the ground.
“Bring me my fucking money. Tomorrow. Or you’re going to be in a lot more pain than that.” You crouch down and spit in the guy's face before walking over him and into the house, letting the door slam shut behind you. Rafe stands there with his dick half hard and his jaw hanging open as he stares at the closed door you just disappeared behind.
“I told you she fuckin’ had it, and don’t even fuckin’ think about it, country club.” Barry’s voice snaps him out of his trance.
“Wha-? Think about what?”
“I see how you’re fuckin’ lookin at her dude, that’s like my sister in there. You stay your messy ass away from her, aight?”
“We should go check on her…” Rafe ignores Barry’s warning, walking towards the house despite his protests.
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You let out an agitated groan as you flop down on the couch and toss your Glock on the cushion next to you. You grab a little clear baggy off the coffee table and sprinkle some of the powder onto the small mirror in front of you, using the random gift card you found in your wallet to push a portion of it into a straight line. You grab the rolled dollar bill sitting on the mirror and bring it up to your nose so fucking ready for this line after dealing with that shit head, but right when you bend over the front door slams open, causing you to jump back. Your foot hits the table and the movement makes a mess of your line. You let out a curse under your breath, your eyes rising to glare at your intruder.
You expect Barry, or maybe that fucking idiot really did want to lose a finger today. But instead of the brown eyes of your cousin, or the bloodshot hazel ones of your unreliable dealer, your eyes lock with piercing blue ones. You have to physically stop yourself from gasping at the sight of the man in front of you. He’s tall, really tall, and built, his chest and arms perfectly filling out the blue button up shirt he wore. His chestnut hair looked silky to the touch, his jaw looked perfect for biting, and his face was just all around beautiful. Especially those eyes, the look in them stern. There was something else there you couldn’t quite decipher, it almost seemed possessive.
“Are you okay?” He asks, his voice laced with concern.
“Uh - yeah? Aside from the fact that you just scared the shit out of me and made me knock my line all over the table, I’m just peachy.” You scoff, throwing him a playful smirk and roll of your eyes.
“Country Club here seems to think you’re some kinda damsel in distress or some shit.” Barry walks through the door behind him, smacking his bicep with the back of his hand and laughing loudly.
“Damsel in distress, huh? I don’t think I’d mind if a pretty boy like you came to my rescue.” You bite your bottom lip, your eyes roaming his figure.
“Hell fuckin’ nah! Quit that shit out right now, Bunny. I mean it. I told him the same shit, I don’t want this.” He gestures between you and Rafe. “To be a thing. You two are a recipe for fuckin’ disaster. This is Rafe Cameron, the dude I was tellin’ you about.”
“What the fuck did you tell her about me man?” Rafe’s voice comes out almost panicked and you find yourself wanting to comfort him immediately. You jump up from your seat and walk around the table so you can stand in front of him. He’s even taller up close, you have to tilt your head all the way to meet his eyes and you stop yourself from clenching your thighs at the height difference.
“So this is the guy that killed the sheriff, huh? Pretty boy is a cop killer? I find that kind of sexy…” You twirl a strand of your hair between your fingers, your teeth subconsciously finding your bottom lip again as you look up at him through your lashes.
“Barry, what the hell man? You told her that shit?” He addresses the other man but his eyes don’t leave yours, the look in them changed from concern to defense, and maybe a little lust? He was honestly looking at you like he wanted to choke you to death and this time you really couldn’t stop yourself from clenching your thighs where you stood.
“Hey, I’m not going to rat you out or some shit. Barry gave me the low down on everyone on the island when I moved, if I’m going to work for him I need to know the ins and outs, ya know? He trusts me, if you trust him, you can trust me. I’m cool.” You give him a smile that you hope is reassuring, you aren’t sure why but you want him to trust you.
“Alright.” His eyes search your face, almost as if he’s trying to read your thoughts, to see if you really mean it.
“Alright, we good?” You extend your hand towards him and he takes it in his much larger one, shaking it.
“We’re good.” You go to pull your hand away but he tightens his grasp, keeping it held in his. “You didn’t tell me your name though, or should I just call you, what did Barry call you? Bunny?”
“Bunny is preferred, but you can call me my real name too, if you’d like.” You let your thumb run across the back of his hand as you tell him your name, your eyes never leaving his.
“AIGHT! That’s enough of alla that.” Barry pushes past you, plopping down on the couch he grabs the bong on the coffee table and starts to load it.
“Bare, stop acting like you’re in charge of who I flirt with. I'm a grown ass woman, you're being dramatic.” You scoff, sending him a death glare.
“Seriously man, you’re acting like you’re her dad or some shit.” He chuckles when your cousin flips him off. “I’m sorry about your line by the way, I really just came to check in on you after I saw you arguing with that asshole out there. Let me make it up to you.”
Rafe brings his hand up to your shoulder, running his thumb over the blade a few times before letting it graze down your arm as he walks towards the couch. You watch as he sits down next to Barry and picks up your gift card, expertly lining the fine power back into a nice row before patting the cushion next to him. A smile breaks across your lips as you take the empty seat. He doesn’t miss the way your tits bounce when your ass hits the couch and the smell of your sweet perfume makes his cock twitch.
“For you, pretty girl.” He holds the folded dollar bill up to you with a smirk and you happily take it from him.
“Thanks, cutie.” You wink at him. When you lean down Rafe notices your hair is in your way so like it’s the most casual thing in the world he brings his large hand up to your face and sweeps the straw pieces behind your ear. He pushes the rest of it behind your shoulder and his hand stays there while you inhale through your nostril. His touch doesn’t leave you, even when you lean back against the couch, he simply adjusts it so it’s around your shoulder.
“You gonna flirt with my cousin all goddamn night or are we gonna deal with your little pouge problem?”
“Pouge problem? What’s going on?” You raise your eyebrows, your eyes traveling between Barry and Rafe.
“You remember that little fucker John B I was telling you about? His ass is alive and back on the island.” Barry shakes his head and lets out a dry laugh.
“That’s the kid the cops think killed the sheriff, right? Damn. That’s not good for you, Rafe.” You make eye contact and bite your lip nervously. “Those kids know you actually killed her, don’t they?”
“Yeah, and my fucking sister is with them. Her and John B were there, they saw the whole goddamn thing.” Rafe groans, his hands running through his hair in frustration. “I can’t have them opening their fucking mouths. I just can’t.”
“Then you know what you have to do, right? Shut them the fuck up, once and for all.” Your eyes darken and it reminded him of the way they looked outside, when you were holding a gun to your dealer's head.
“Yeah, no shit dude, that’s why I said we were going to deal with it.” Barry scoffs, rolling his eyes at you.
“Okay, I don’t know what the hell is up with you attitude Bare, but fucking ditch it.” You glare at him as you grab the couch pillow next to you and throw it at his face.
“Oh? You wanna fuckin’ go bruh?” Your cousin grins at you, gripping the pillow in his hand and swinging it over Rafe’s body, directly into your face with a cackle.
“Oh you mother fucker!” You let out a laugh, your hands go for the pillow but it’s ripped from your grasp.
“CUT IT THE FUCK OUT!!” Rafe takes the pillow in his large ringed hand and throws it across the room causing you to jump, your smile falling. “Barry, are you gonna help me or not man?”
“Hey.” Your eyes are soft again, you put your hand on his chest and rub soft circles onto his skin through his shirt with the pad of your thumb. “He’s going to help you, and I will too. We were just fucking around, everything’s alright. You’re probably under a lot of stress, huh? Poor thing.”
Rafe isn’t exactly sure how to react. No one has ever taken his anger and looked at it as more than just that, anger, yet here you are knowing him for all of ten minutes and the minute he loses his temper you see it for what it is, stress. Plus you’re kind of coddling him, and he’s never had anyone coddle him before. He almost feels speechless.
“I’m not gonna suck your dick about it like she is but I’m gonna help you man, fuckin’ relax. We doin’ this shit tonight?” Barry cracks his knuckles and kicks his feet up on the coffee table, earning an immediate glare from you. He scoffs, taking his feet off the table with a roll of his eyes. “I don’t know why you care so much if my feet are on the table dude, it’s my fuckin’ table anyways.”
“The drugs I put inside my nose are on this table, I don’t want your dirty ass shoes on it. It's common sense really.” He rolls his eyes and you flip him off, sticking your tongue out at him.
“Yeah man, tonight. I want to give this shit over with. I bet you anything they’re at John B’s. They’re stupid enough to go there.” Rafe’s hand is tapping on his already shaking leg and you can tell he’s anxious, you reach out and grab it, stopping his motions. He doesn’t look at you, but he intertwines your fingers, his hand squeezing yours. You squeeze his back and bring your other hand to his bicep so you can rub soothing circles on it. He lets out a sigh. “Once it’s dark, then they won’t see us coming.”
“Aight, let’s do this shit. Bunny, you in?” Barry raises a brow at you, his eyes lingering on the way you’re touching Rafe. “Also, I thought I said I didn’t want this to be a thing.”
“It could be dangerous, I don’t know if you should come, I wouldn't want anything to happen to you.” Rafe answers before you can, his hand squeezing yours again in what you assume is supposed to be reassurance but it actually just pisses you off.
“Okay.” Your voice is stern, your hands leave him as you stand from the couch and he immediately misses your touch. “I wanna get something straight, right fucking now. I am not some weak little girl who sits at home while all the fun shit goes down. If that’s the kinda girl you’re into, you are not going to find that with me. I’m a ride or die type of bitch. If my man is in trouble, I’m helping him. So if you want this to be a ‘thing’ as Barry is calling it, then I suggest you accept that sooner rather than later.”
“And you, have no fucking say in who I do and don’t engage with sexually or romatically. Me and Rafe clearly have chemistry and I could tell that the moment I locked eyes with him, so you’re just going to have to get the fuck over it. Are we clear? Both of you?” You look between them, your hands on your hips and that fire Rafe is already becoming addicted to in your eyes.
“Whatever, your lil ass has always been fuckin’ impossible to control. If this blows up in your face I’m gonna say I told you so, cuz.” Barry snorts.
“Yeah baby, I got it.” Rafe cuts in, sending a shockwave through your body with the pet name. “I saw you out there with that guy, you might be tougher than Barry.”
This makes you smile, your eyes turning soft as you approach him on the couch. This time you don’t take the seat next to him, you sit across his lap, facing your cousin with a triumphant smile. Rafe's arm circles around your waist and you nestle in closer to him.
“Alright then. Glad we are all on the same page now. So what’s the plan?”
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“FUCK!!!!” Rafe was pissed, he threw himself into the driver's seat of his truck, slamming his hands down on the wheel. “FUCKING BULLSHIT!! THEY HAD TO OF JUST BEEN FUCKING BEEN THERE! POUGE FOR LIFE SARAH?! HUH?! I SEE HOW IT FUCKING IS!!”
“Rafe…” You approach the open driver's door, gently resting your hand on top of one of his that was white knuckling the steering wheel. Completely unafraid, despite the fact that he’s still holding the gun Barry gave him in his other hand. “Let’s just calm down for a second, okay? We’re gonna work it out, they aren’t going to fuck with you.”
“ARE YOU SERIOUS? I’M FUCKED! YOU DON’T FUCKING GET IT! YOU DON’T KNOW MY FUCKING DAD! YOU DON’T KNOW MY FAMILY, IF IT COMES BETWEEN ME AND MY GODDAMN SISTER HE’S GONNA FUCKING CHOOSE HER!!!” His hands leave the wheel, weaving through his hair and tugging, the gun pressed up against the side of his face.
“Hey.” You put your hands over his, turning his face towards yours. “I might not know about all that shit, maybe not yet at least, but I know that when I say I’m going to do something I get it done. You aren’t alone in this, I’m going to help you, okay?”
Your voice is sweet, the look in your eyes is gentle and reassuring, and your hands? They’re so soft, and cool against his face, the feeling of them soothes him in a way he’s never felt before. He lets out a sigh, relaxing under your touch.
“We are going to deal with this, but for right now we need to get the fuck out of here. Those gunshots could’ve caught someone’s attention.” You run your thumbs over the top of his hands before grabbing onto the gun, pulling it from his grasp with a smile. You tuck it into your boot and lean up onto your tiptoes to place a gentle kiss on his cheek.
“Yeah, alright.” He nods, his hands smoothing through his hair.
You walk around the front of the truck so you can hop into the passenger seat, Barry already sat in the back anxiously bouncing his leg.
“Okay, let’s take Barry back to the house and then I think you and I should go somewhere together.” You buckle your seatbelt and turn to face him.
“Yeah? Where?” He shoves the keys in the ignition and puts the truck in drive, pulling away from the Châtea and into the night.
“Just trust me, I know a spot.” You kick your feet up on the dash, reaching into your purse for a cigarette and your lighter.
“Every instinct in my body is telling me to tell you to bring your ass home with me, but you’re not gonna listen to me for shit so I’m not gonna waste my breath. Gimme one of those fuckin’ cigarettes though.” Barry leans forward, snatching the entire pack and your lighter from your hands.
“Yeah, you’re better off not arguing with me Bare. Fucking give those back though, dick.” He rolls his eyes, lighting the cigarette he took from your pack before throwing it back to you.
“Yeah whatever, just fuckin’ take me home man.”
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“Okay, take a left here and on your right you’re gonna see a little road that goes through these trees.” You point out the window, directing Rafe as he drives.
“Where the hell are you taking me, huh? You taking me out somewhere quiet to sacrifice me?” He chuckles, looking over at you with a smirk.
“Mmm, I bet you’d like that, huh? Preppy rich boys like you always like the fucked up alternative girls from the sticks.” You return his smirk with one of your own.
“Ha! I guess you’re right, I wouldn’t mind if you spilled a little bit of my blood, as long as I could spill yours too…” he reaches the end of the road, driving into a clearing in the trees, a patch of lone beach in front of you.
“Yeah? That’s hot. Stop here.” He obliges, putting the truck into park and taking off his seatbelt. You do the same, turning towards him with your legs tucked underneath you.
“What’re we really doing out here, vampire girl?” His eyes meet yours momentarily before the trail down your body, taking extra time to admire your tits in your top.
“Mmm, well, I know you’re really stressed and I just thought… maybe you could take some of your frustrations out on me?” You lock eyes with him, your tongue running over your bottom lip before you take it between your teeth.
“Yeah? You brought me out here so I would fuck the shit out of you?” He licks his lips, his large hand reaches out to rest on your thigh, squeezing the meat of it between his fingers.
“Yeah, I figured you wouldn’t want to take me home after that shit you said about your family and Barry would probably either kill us both or have a stroke if you fucked me how I want you to fuck me at my place.” You said it oh so matter of fact, that smirk ever present on your lips.
“And how do you want me to fuck you? Huh, bunny?” His hand runs along the length of your thigh, stopping at the hem of your shorts. He grabs onto it, the tips of his thumb and his pinky just dipping under the fabric.
“I want you to fuck me like you hate me, take your frustrations out on me, Rafe. Use me.” Your voice comes out desperate and it makes him groan.
“I’ve barely even touched you yet and you’re already practically begging for me… you wanna be my little slut, that it?” His thumb runs down the seam of your shorts, stopping at your wet core. “You’re fucking dripping. I can feel it through your panties.”
“It’s all for you, want you, want to be your little slut so bad.”
“Fuck.” The hand not on your thigh reaches for your throat, squeezing it and cutting off your air supply in the most delicious way. “I’m going to fucking ruin you.”
He uses his grip on your throat to pull your face to his, smashing his lips against your own in a bruising kiss. You moan against his mouth and he uses the opportunity to slip his tongue past your lips. You bring your hands up to tangle your fingers through his hair at the same time that his hand on your thigh pushes your shorts and panties to the side, burying two fingers in your wet cunt with little resistance. He begins pumping them in and out of you while his grip on your throat never falters. He pulls away from the kiss, his blue eyes almost black with lust as they bore into your own. His thumb finds your clit and your back arches, a loud moan ripping through you.
“Open your fucking mouth.” You oblige, sticking your tongue out and looking up at him through your lashes. He leans over you and lets a string of spit drop onto your waiting tongue. You moan as you happily swallow it. “Good girl. Want you to cum for me.”
His fingers hook just right inside you, rubbing against your g-spot and his thumb circles your clit perfectly. You feel your high approaching fast, you push your tank top down, letting your braless tits fall free. You grab them in your hands, tweaking your nipples, it causes your eyes to roll back and you feel that coil in your stomach about to snap. Rafe’s hand leaves your throat and grips onto your jaw in one swift motion.
“Fucking look at me when I make you cum.” He squeezes your cheeks between his thumb and pointer finger, causing your lips to pout. “I own this pussy now, that means I own your orgasms too, look at me while I take what’s mine.”
You open your eyes, and the minute they meet his your high crashes over you like a tidal wave. A broken moan leaves your throat and your walls clench around his large fingers as they continue to fuck you through your high. He pulls them from your pussy, holding them up to his face to examine them. They’re creamy white and glistening in the moonlight. You grab his wrist and take them into your mouth, swirling your tongue around them. He growls in response, shoving them further down your throat. You gag and he licks his lips, the sound going straight to his cock.
“Fuck, wanna feel you gagging around my dick. Get out of the truck and get on your knees, now.” He pulls his fingers from between your lips and takes them into his own mouth. The taste of your spit mixed with the remainder of your arousal sending his eyes to the back of his head. You follow his direction, hastily throwing the truck door open and getting out. You start to walk around the back and he stops you halfway, grabbing you by the hair so he can pull your head back, forcing you to look up at him. “I’m going to fuck this pretty little mouth while you kneel in the sand like the dirty slut you are. Bet you’d like that, huh?”
You nod as best as you can with the grip he has on your head, that sickeningly sweet smirk from when he first saw you earlier that day spread across your lips.
“Yeah, daddy, I want you to use my mouth like a fucking cock sleeve.” His eyes widen and a groan rips through him at the sound of that name leaving your lips.
“Fuck. Take this off.” He grabs the hem of your tank top and you lift your arms so he can pull it over your head. He takes your tits in his hands and squeezes them, the coolness of them sending a shiver down your spine and straight to your core, your nipples hardening under his touch. “Fucking perfect tits. Knees. Now.”
You drop to your knees and eagerly reach for the button on his shorts undoing it and his zipper in one swift motion. His cock is straining against his black boxers and your mouth waters at the sight. You pull his shorts and boxers down and it springs free, thick and hard and leaking just for you. You knew he would be big, but goddamn his cock is huge.
“Mmm daddy, you’re so big, fuck.” You spit on your hand and bring it to his shaft, lightly stroking him. That bead of precum on his head is practically begging you to taste it so you lean forward and lick his slit with the tip of your tongue. You circle his tip before taking it in your mouth and sucking eagerly.
“Yeah, that’s right baby, suck daddy’s cock.” His hands grab onto your braids like makeshift handlebars and he uses his grip to push himself all the way down your throat, causing you to gag around him. He holds your head there for a few seconds before pulling you off with a pop. Your mouth subconsciously chases his taste. “Oh you’re such an eager little whore huh? You like that? You like gagging on my cock?”
You nod and his grip on your hair tightens, pulling your head back so you’re looking up into his eyes.
“Fuckin’ answer me when I’m talking to you.”
“Yes - yes daddy, I fucking love it.”
“That’s what I thought.” He smirks down at you, shoving his cock back into your mouth and immediately thrusting into your throat. You gag and your eyes water, your mascara already starting to run down your cheeks. “God. Fucking look at you, I can see my cock in your throat baby.”
So much drool is dripping out of the sides of your mouth that it’s started to run down your chest and onto your tits. You swipe your fingers through it, wetting them before bringing them to his balls, caressing them in your lubed up hand.
“Oh fuck! Yeah, shiiiiit, play with my fucking balls, that’s so fucking good.” You look up at him and his head is thrown back, his neck on display, you can see all the veins in his biceps and the moans leaving him are feral. Your pussy clenches around nothing at the sight. Your hand travels between your legs and into your little spandex shorts, expertly finding your already slick clit and rubbing quick circles over it. Your moans increase in volume and it causes him to glance down at you, taking notice of your hand in your shorts.
“Hey, what the fuck did I say huh?” He pulls you off of him, bending at the waist so his face is hovering over yours. “I said that’s my fucking pussy, that means I’m the only one who gets to make you cum. Get up.”
He lets go of your hair, grabbing you underneath your arms and pulling you to your feet. He turns towards the truck and rips the bed open, grabbing onto your hips and roughly turning you. He pushes down on your back, and you take the hint, bending at the waist so your top half is against the truck bed. The plastic floor is cool and rough against your nipples and your lower half hangs off the truck, your feet not touching the ground. A harsh smack lands on your ass, causing you to help and jolt forward.
“You’re not so tough now, huh, vampire girl? Your pathetic dealers know you’re just a little slut who likes to get thrown around? Or is that just for me?” He grabs onto your shorts and panties, ripping them down to your ankles where they pool at the top of your boots. “Look at you, you’re so fucking wet.”
He drops to his knees, his tongue licking a stripe from your clit to your asshole and back again. He sucks your sensitive bud into his mouth and his hand comes down on your ass again. You feel like you’re going to cum embarrassingly soon. His fingers run through your slick lips before they’re sliding inside you, immediately hooking into your sweet spot. You cum suddenly and hard, your whole body shaking underneath him.
“Please fuck me now daddy, please, I want your cock so bad” you voice is whiney and you shake your ass from side to side, arching your back so it’s further on display for him.
“Quit begging, I’m gonna give you what you want, don’t be a greedy brat.” He stands, two harsh smacks landing on your ass. He takes his cock in his hand and runs the head through your slit, coating it in your wetness. He pushes into you in one swift motion, and immediately starts fucking you at a brutal pace.
“Yes! Fuck! You’re so big, feels so full.” Your voice is a breathy moan, his cock feels like it’s in your lungs and the door to the truck bed is digging into your hips but god it feels so good. His hands are grabbing your hips so roughly that you think his nails might be drawing blood, and god you hope they are. You want him to mark you as his, anywhere and everywhere.
“Fuuuuck, you’re so fucking tight, gripping my cock so good. This pussy was fucking made for me. Say it.” He leans over you, practically crushing you, but his cock hits even deeper than before and his mouth latches onto your neck and it’s like he read your mind because he starts to roughly suck and bite into your skin. Definitely leaving marks behind. “Say it. Say this pussy was made for me.”
“This pussy was fucking made for you, daddy.” You arch your back, pushing your ass back against him the best you can with your limited movement, wanting to feel every ridge and vein of him as deep inside you as possible.
“Yeah it fucking was.” He leans back, his hand gripping onto your hair again so he can pull your back against his chest. The sting of the truck against your hips at an all time high. He releases your hair so he can grip onto your throat instead, his other hand coming down to rub your clit. The feelings of pain mixed with pleasure sending you closer and closer to another orgasm. “You gonna cum already? I can feel you tightening around my cock baby girl.”
“Yeah - yeah I’m - fuck - I’m gonna cum for you daddy, you just feel sofuckinggood.” You’re a drooling whimpering mess and the coil is seconds away from snapping when he stops his movements and pulls out of you, taking your orgasm with him. “Hey what-“
Before you can protest he grips onto your hips, flipping you over onto your back. He grabs your throat and pulls you into a sitting position, grabbing onto your thigh with his other hand so he can pull you to the edge of the truck.
“I told you, I want you to look at me when you cum. You owe me for that last one.” He slams his cock into you, continuing to fuck you like his life depends on it. His thumb finds your clit again and his mouth latches onto your neck, biting down so hard you wouldn’t be surprised if you had a bruise in the shape of his teeth marks. You’d get it tattooed if he wanted. You already knew at that moment this man had ruined all other men for you. He had you.
“Fuck - fuck daddy, I’m gonna - I’m gonna cum I’m gonna cum”
“Fucking cum for me, I’ll fill this little pussy up, paint your walls with my cum. Milk my cock, slut.”
His words send you over the edge, cumming harder than you have all night. Your walls convulse around him and your nails rake down his back, leaving red marks in their wake. But that’s not what does him in, it’s the fact that you never break eye contact with him for a second. Obeying him like the good girl you are.
“Fuck! Good fucking girl, best fucking pussy I’ve ever had. Never gonna leave you alone now. Never quitting this pussy.” He cums with a growl, shoving his cock deep inside you. He fucks you through his high, his thrusts never letting up, his face shoved into your neck. When he finally starts to come down he lets his softening cock slip out of you, his lips finding yours and kissing you with fever.
“Never quittting this pussy, huh, pretty boy? That’s a bold statement to make about a girl you just met.” You smirk at him, taking his face in his hands and caressing his cheeks with your thumbs.
“Don’t fucking care, I meant every word. You’re fucking mine now.” He turns his head to the side, placing a kiss on the inside of your palm.
“Does that mean you’re mine too? I don’t do one sided bullshit.”
“Yeah baby, that means I’m yours too. Come on, get your clothes on, let’s get the fuck out of here.” He places a gentle kiss on your lips, grabbing your clothes off the sandy ground and shaking them out before handing them to you.
“You gonna take me home now? Barry is just gonna love all the hickies I know you left on my neck.” You smirk at him, pulling your shirt over your head.
“Nah, I’m bringing you home with me. Gonna fuck you all night long.” He cups your jaw in his hand, his thumb running over your bottom lip.
“What about your family?” You raise an eyebrow at him.
“Fuck em, you’re my girl now, they’re going to have to get used to it. Get your ass in the truck, I wanna fuck you in my shower.”
You giggle, running around to jump in the truck. You didn’t even see his family that night. But they definitely heard Rafe making good on his promise to fuck you all night long and you couldn’t even find it in yourself to feel bad. Not that night, and not the next morning when he introduced you to his dad and step mom while they had disgusted looks on their faces. You just smiled, happily shaking their hands like you weren’t calling their son daddy until the sun came up.
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aquaquadrant · 5 months
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Title: poor language
Warnings: Shipping (Ethubs, past Impdubs, kissing), session 4 spoilers, references to past seasons
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“You know, Impulse came with me to kill the dragon.”
Bdubs says it casually as he slides off his horse. They’ve officially ended the session, but a few players are still hanging around, catching up on the session’s chaotic events before heading back to their respective worlds. So naturally, he had to stop by Etho’s place to gloat some more about his legendary accomplishment.
Etho, doing some last minute work on his chicken farm, doesn’t look over at Bdubs’s arrival. “Oh, yeah?”
(‘You know, our old thing- if things come down to it, we don’t betray each other.’)
“Yeah.” Bdubs ties his horse to one of the fence posts of Etho’s sheep pen. “Yes, he did, he- it was me, him, and Pearl first before those other- those sneak- snipers, freaking kill-stealers came in after, of course. But Impulse, he- you know, he couldn’t actually kill anything this session so he was just helpin’ out, shooting th- the uh… end crystals… moral support…”
Etho nods, his back still turned to Bdubs. “Good, good.”
“Yes…” Bdubs clears his throat. He puts as much admiration into his voice as humanly possible. “He did amazing.”
(‘Guess what? Impulse and I are in love.’)
“I’m sure he did,” Etho replies, his tone perfectly, infuriatingly neutral.
Irritation flickers through Bdubs. He pauses for a second, working his jaw. “Eeugh- you know it was my task, right?” he presses. “I ha- my hard task, most impossible task in’a world, kill the ender dragon in the life series…”
“Yeah, yeah, I know.” Finally, Etho climbs out of the chicken hole, dusting his hands off. “I- I kinda figured, ‘cause you know, you were pushing real hard for it…”
“Uh huh.” Scowling, Bdubs puts his hands on his hips. “Well- thanks a lot, then, for the help!”
(‘You could’ve went for me, and you chose not to.’)
Etho’s grinning behind his mask. “What, you expect me to fight a dragon just to help you out?” he asks teasingly.
(‘You clearly don’t know how Etho works.’)
Bdubs’s voice dies in his throat. He swallows, glancing alway. “No,” he lies. “No, I don’t…”
“Gotta play smart in these games, you know?” Etho puts his hands in his pockets, walking over. “Going to the end, uh, it just doesn’t make logical sense. Like, especially if it’s not even my task.”
(‘Etho, I feel like if this whole thing falls apart, alliances and stuff- it’ll still be you and me. We’ll still stick together.’)
“Right,” Bdubs murmurs sullenly. He folds his arms. “Right, right, right, of course.”
Etho comes to a stop in front of him. “So like, why else would I go?”
“Why else, right…” Bdubs echoes. His chest feels tight all of a sudden.
(‘He’s a survivor, that’s all he does.’)
Etho sighs. “What- what’re you doing, Bdubs? Why are you here?”
Bdubs’s heart jolts. “Uh- jeeze, can’t I just stop by to chat?” he demands, throwing his arms up. “Goodness sakes!”
Etho tilts his head. “Well yeah, sure, but you’re always here,” he points out. “Like, since day one you’ve just been finding reasons to come over here…”
(‘Where’s your boyfriend, Bdubs?’)
Bdubs feels his face heat up. “Oh, would you- maybe I come over to see Cleo, did- did you think of that?”
“Cleo’s not here right now,” Etho says evenly.
“Ah hah…” Bdubs rubs the back of his neck. “Well, that’s- yes, yes, okay, you’re right. So what?”
“So, if you wanna be around me so bad, why didn’t you team with me at the start?” Etho asks, taking a step forward. “Why’d you go join up with the Mounders?”
(‘The first thing I wanted to do was… well, yes, of course! Of course, team up with you, yes.’)
“Uh…” Bdubs takes a step back. “I mean, I didn’t- things happen, you know, organically, and- and I didn’t really… I had to build a- a house, upside-down house, other people started buildin’ around me while you- you ran off into the middle’a nowhere!”
(‘Etho has no loyalty to you. He’s just immediately teamed up with the next guy that’s come along.’)
“I think we both know why.” Etho starts walking forward again, forcing Bdubs to take equivalent steps back. “We’ve known each other a long time, Bdubs. We’ve got other worlds outside of these games, where we can spend time together without all the uh, the manipulation and deception and killing.”
Bdubs’s back suddenly hits a tree- he has nowhere else to go. His heartbeat pounds in his ears. “Uh, yeah? And…?”
Etho shrugs, looming over Bdubs. “But that’s just part of the game. So like, we can make all the promises we want, but uh, we both know that sometimes… things don’t end well. So maybe it’s better to keep our distance this time. That way it’ll hurt less, when it happens, and we won’t ruin what we have outside of the game.”
(‘I have a strong feeling we’re not gonna be friends at the end of this.’)
“So that’s it?” Bdubs challenges, indignation rising inside him. “Just- just avoid me, so you don’t feel bad if you turn ‘round and stab me in the back, huh?”
(‘You know I would never kill you, Bdubs.’)
Etho’s eyes flash. “You wanna know why I didn’t go to the end for you, Bdubs?” He leans in. “Cause I don’t have to prove anything to you.”
“Oh, is that a fact?” Bdubs breathes incredulously, staring back up at Etho. “You know what I think? I think you’re just scared. Not of the dragon, sure enough, but of what it’d mean t’go fight it for me.”
(‘I gave him the courage! He was scared.’)
Etho’s expression betrays nothing. “You think so, huh?”
“Yeah!” Bdubs puffs out his chest, a fierce grin spreading across his face. “Impulse didn’t care, as a matter of fact he was happy to do it!”
(‘Now, is this a happy marriage?’)
“Yeah?” Etho’s voice is dangerously soft, almost playful. “Then why aren’t you at his base right now?”
Bdubs deflates again. He should’ve known better than to try and make Etho feel threatened by his history with Impulse. They both know their connection goes deeper than that, than a single season of bound hearts and souls.
(‘Um… I want Etho.’)
“Okay, okay,” he says sheepishly, face burning, “you got me. In fact, I think Impulse- he was already planning on goin’ before I was, not even to help me out specifically.” He shakes his head. “Sheesh! I was just- is it too much to ask for a- a little attention?”
(‘Why can’t you be normal about Etho?’)
Etho hums noncommittally. He braces a forearm against the tree above Bdubs’s head, leaning in so their faces are mere inches apart. “You’ve got my attention now.”
Despite the tension, Bdubs huffs a laugh. “So much for- for keepin’ your distance, huh?” he jokes, reaching a hand up to tug Etho’s mask down.
This time, he can see Etho smile. “Well, we’re not technically playing the game right now. Session’s over.”
“Good point,” Bdubs chuckles, tilting his head up to meet Etho’s lips.
He knows this doesn’t come easy to Etho. He doesn’t have the same boldness as Bdubs when it comes to love, doesn’t throw his entire self into it with reckless abandon. He’s more cautious than that- always has been. He shelters his heart behind his aloof nature, his uninvested ‘easy-going’ attitude, and he wraps his words up in clever metaphors and the guise of amusement- lest anything he say be taken seriously as a weapon to wound him. So words aren’t always enough to convey what he really feels.
But they don’t need words for this.
Bdubs is well-versed in the dialect of Etho’s hands, the way they grip his waist to pull him closer. He’s memorized the divots that Etho’s scar has left in his lips, the way it feels against his own. He knows the slant of Etho’s jaw beneath his fingertips, the way his head tilts and shoulders bow to accommodate their difference in height. Every movement, every touch, every breath between them is part of their own unspoken language, communicating everything Etho’s left unsaid in his own unique way- and Bdubs remembers why he never should’ve doubted.
(‘He loves me. He cares. He does.’)
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Yandere Neighbor Wars: Less Than Safe
Tomura Shigaraki 🎮✋🏻 vs Dabi 🪡🔥
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🎮✋🏻🪡🔥You knew your neighborhood wasn’t the safest  🎮✋🏻🪡🔥If the hole-y walls and cheap rent weren’t enough to prove that  🎮✋🏻🪡🔥The raucous sounds of criminal activities would do the trick 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥And while this wasn’t the neighborhood to confront your neighbors for anything  🎮✋🏻🪡🔥You seemed to have an odd tendency for this to happen 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥“Hey gorgeous you come here often?” 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥“I live here…obviously.” 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥“Doubt it. There’s no way a goody-two-shoes actually lives here.” 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥“Oh? Then it wasn’t this goody-two-shoes' wall you shot 4 stray bullets into?” 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥You’re lackadaisical neighbor covered in tattoos, piercings, and stitches: Dabi  🎮✋🏻🪡🔥Who doesn’t care all that much for your safety until he puts two and two together 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥Suddenly he’s smoking a blunt on your shared block  🎮✋🏻🪡🔥Or outside your workplace 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥“What’sa matter babe, I’m just here ta protect ya don’t mind me.” 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥Your other neighbor isn’t so forward 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥“Uhm I think they gave me, your package.” 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥“Ugh of course those morons would do that! I’m going to kill that—Whoa!” 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥“...Uh sir…hello?” 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥“....Yeah…” 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥After your meeting you find yourself plugging in more of these mysterious holes 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥And having to deliver more packages that are delivered to you 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥Even the ones that possibly contain human remains+ 🎮✋🏻🪡🔥“Yeah this is definitely going to keep happening so just let yourself in, it's easier to acclimatize you that way.”  🎮✋🏻🪡🔥Though it seems your neighbors already butt their heads quite a lot it gets even worse when they both seem keen on changing your situation:
“Where is this breeze even—Dabi!? What the heck, man!? What’d I say about breaking in through the window?” You dropped your coat and work uniform to dash across the little space to close the window, passing by the intruder who was much more interested in penning a new name onto his ankle. You didn’t wait for a response, continuing to talk as you did your usual perimeter check. 
“You’re practically making my place open season for all the weirdos with an open window like that!”
Dabi scoffed, “Babe, your open season because you’re you. I’m in fact holding down the fort.”
You shook your head putting your dropped things back in place. 
“Riiight. And it doesn’t have anything to do with eating my food?”
The man put a scarred hand to his chest feigning pain as his familiar smirk spread across his face. 
“Aww babe, you think so low of me?”
“I think low is an understatement. They think you’re dirt.” 
The blunt and gravelly voice of Tomura Shigaraki rang throughout the bedroom growing louder as he shuffled into the living room, a portable game in hand. You did a double take as you were sure you walked in there but you shrugged letting him make himself at home. After all, this was normal for you to be the host to your no doubt criminal neighbors.
“That’s awfully bold of you, packrat. (Y/n) loves me don’t you babe?”
“Don’t call them that and don’t let everyone know how delusional you really are. (Y/n) attracts enough creeps already.”
“Well King Incel,” “I’m not a–” “Yes you are, and I’m the least of their problems. In fact, I’ll be their precious hero, ain’t that right baby?”
You chuckled while shaking your head before beginning to close your bedroom door. Sticking your head out when they got up to follow you.
“Ah ah I’m taking a shower and no this isn’t a group activity! If you come in I’ll stab you, got it?”
“...”
“Got. It?”
“Fine, fine.” “Maybe next time sugar.”
With the slam of the door and a click of your lock, a tense silence fell over the room. The only sound was the cries and screams and the sound of bullets from Tomura’s game system. When the sounds abruptly stopped Tomura was the one who spoke.
“Their hero, huh? You’ve got plans or something?”
Dabi sucked his teeth, dubiously grinning at Tomura’s glaring pair of eyes.
“I thought you were a gamer no? Aren’t you supposed to wait for my big reveal?”
Tomura growled, clutching the game in his hands.
“Forget that. You’re going to do something stupid and everyone knows you don’t leave the dumb to their devices. So what’s your plan.”
“...”
At Dabi’s silence, Tomura felt a surge of anger slamming his game into a nearby coffee table. He gritted his teeth and banged his fist.
“DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM!? I’ll figure it out eventually so you might as well tell me!” 
Dabi groaned, he would have laughed had it been anyone else but he wasn’t so stupid to poke the bear cub. 
“(Y/n) and I are going to get out of here. This crap apartment isn’t good enough for them and they're way too lax. I’m just taking care of them so don’t get your panties in a twist.”
For some reason that didn’t seem to soothe Tomura who stood to his feet with closed fists. Angrily shaking them as he visibly scowled at Dabi. 
“Y-you stole my idea!”
“Your idea? Please in the real world, kid, it’s called being smart.”
“No it’s called being a scheming b-”
Your bedroom door swings open as you make your way into the kitchen. All it takes is a curious tilt of your head in Tomura’s direction that has him sitting back down and begrudgingly returning to his game. You simply shrugged passing by a smirking Dabi as you made your way to the kitchen.
“So boys what’s for dinner?”
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milaisreading · 3 months
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🌱🩷: 10th story is here as well! Hope u all enjoy it!
Pairings: Shidou Ryusei x Isagi's sister!Yn
Warnings: Reader uses she/her
⚽️Blue Lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️
🎄Dec 19th🎄
"This is rediculous. You are worrying too much, Ryusei." (Y/n) said, laughing a little as Shidou fidgeting nervously with his jacket. Contrary to the player's nervous demeanor, the night was rather calm and quiet. It was December after all, and it's always like this during the holiday season.
Most people were at home with their loved ones or were on their way, like it was for (Y/n) and Shidou in this case. The two have been secretly dating for the past 4 years and nobody really knew that. Well, aside from Loki, to who Shidou blurted it out once because the captain wouldn't let him leave earlier during their 3 years anniversary. And today it was finally turn for (Y/n)'s family to meet Shidou. Although the girl was calm on the outside, inside she felt like crying. While she knew Shidou would get along great with her parents... Yoichi was a different story. (Y/n) knew from both him and Shidou how complicated their relationship is. But she hoped it will change over time.
Hearing a loud sigh, Shidou stopped panicking and looked at (Y/n), who was failing very badly at hiding a nervous look on her face.
"Everything alright?" Shidou asked, causing (Y/n) to look at him in surprise.
"Hm? Oh... I think so..." She answered absent-mindedly. Shidou pouted a little and grabbed her hand gently before giving away his usual grin.
"It will be alright. Your parents will love me. So don't worry."
"Ironic that you say it. You have been panicking for the past 15 minutes." (Y/n) laughed, causing the taller to get a little flustered.
"Whatever. I know it will be alright! You know how charming I am. You parents will love me."
"And Yoichi?" (Y/n) asked then saw Shidou tense up.
"He will, too. After all, he will rather put up with me than upset you."
"Ryusei, please." (Y/n) laughed a little more, causing the boy to sigh in relief as he heard that.
"Besides, Youchi is a very nice dude. What's the worst that could happen?"
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'Apparently, being looked at as if you killed someone is the worst thing.' Shidou held back a groan as he felt Yoichi's eyes pierce into his soul. The taller tried his best to ignore the looks as he talked with their parents. (Y/n), noticing the looks as well, left the three to talk to Yoichi instead.
"Is everything alright, Yoichi? You kind of look upset." The older sibling commented, which caused his to look away from Shidou and back at her.
"Huh? Oh, yeah... I was just surprised that you would date someone like Shidou, I guess."
"Hmm? Why?" (Y/n) blinked, moving closer to her brother. Yoichi paused for a moment, trying to think of a good answer to not upset anyone.
"It's just that he is loud and very wild... I just never saw you to end up with someone like that." Yoichi admitted as (Y/n) blinked a few times.
"Really?"
"Yeah, it's cool that you are dating him, I don't mind. It's just a surprise. And, I really don't want you to get hurt again." Yoichi admitted. (Y/n) look softened a little and moved to caress Yoichi's hair a little.
"I will be alright, Yo-chan. Don't worry, I can handle myself. And besides, I really don't have that fear around Ryusei."
"You don't? You feel 100% safe?" He asked, more for his and his nerves' sake. (Y/n) smiled and looked back at Shidou as he finished talking to the parents. The two left for the kitchen while the other one started walking towards the siblings.
"I 100% feel safe."
Yoichi sighed and nodded his head, then looked back at Shidou as well.
"Can you let us talk for a bit?" Yoichi asked, earning a nod from (Y/n).
"Hm? Sure." The older said as Shidou finally stopped next to them.
"Everything alright?" The blonde boy asked as (Y/n) kissed his cheek.
"Yeah. Yoichi just wants to talk with you for a moment. Don't take too long, you two. Dinner will be served soon." (Y/n) said as she made her way to the kitchen as well.
Once she was gone the room was silent for a few minutes, Yoichi inspecting Shidou from time to time.
"Ok, spit it out. Tell me you don't approve of this relationship and all that jazz. I really don't want to wait for it too long." Shidou said, preparing himself for the talk, but all he got was a sigh from Yoichi.
"I wasn't planning to say any of that. My big sis is old enough to make her own decisions, and I trust her as well."
"Oh?" Shidou was surprised at that.
"Just amswer me this."
"What is it?" The blonde raised an eyebrow.
"You love my sister, right? You will protect her no matter what?"
"Of course I will and of course I love her." Shidou said with no hesitation.
"I love (Y/n). She is the kindest, nicest, and most loving person I ever met. I would never do anything to hurt her, and protecting her is my priority. I know I am very rough around the edges, but I mean every word." Shidou answered sincerely. There was a silence in the room for a while when Isagi finally hummed along.
"Alright. I believe you there. I am glad you two found each other."
When those words left the youngest Isagi's mouth, Shidou felt like a weird weight was lifted off of him.
"You approve of this?"
"Yes." Yoichi answered with a soft smile as he patted Shidou's back.
"Just know, if you ever hurt her, I will hurt you back. Got it?"
Now it was Shidou's turn to smile in amusement, but still nodded his head.
"Yeah, yeah. Don't worry about that. I would rather stop playing football than hurt her."
Just then, the conversation got cut short as (Y/n) and Iyo called the two over for dinner.
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hachimitsuotu · 2 months
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While on the topic of "memes that Tales fandom has beaten to death"...
...referencing my take on the whole "Velvet and Yuri would get along cause they both kill lol"...
Edit: wow, this post seems to have hit a nerve with the Tales shitpost community.
Flynn being a bad cook is another pet peeve. I fully blame this on the Danzaisha story, where Flynn overdoes it on seasonings/toppings/whatever because of something Yuri said: "It gets boring if you just use the same old recipe. You have to spice it up yourself." Not a 1v1 translation from me, of course, but you get the gist.
Ironically, this line is actually said by Judith in one of the many Cooking Skits in Vesperia...
What Yuri does say, in a Cooking Skit, is that "you're supposed to taste the food as you cook it, but some people don't do that." With, you know, "some people" obviously referring to Flynn.
Flynn's not a bad cook. The problem is, and it's stated by the Wonder Chef himself, Flynn's tastebuds are stunted or smth so he has no sense of taste. That's why he puts so much spices or sugar into meals. It should also be noted that Flynn's cooking looks good! You just don't know if it tastes good until you take that first bite. That running gag is beat over the head any time Flynn enters the scene in-game - there's no excuse to miss it, honestly.
But posts where it's a cake blowing up or a shoe filled with milk (...huh?) and going "lol this is Flynn"...? Um, no, it's not. Not really. Flynn knows how to cook, and if he follows the recipe, it tastes as good as anyone else's. What Flynn doesn't know, is how to season. And that's not because he just sees funny ingredients and throws them into the pot like Chie and Yukiko from Persona 4. It's because, again, he has no sense of taste.
That's not to say the whole "Flynn's cooking is like Russian Rouelette" isn't not funny... sometimes... But imo, the joke is funnier when Flynn's not flanderized/twisted to shit by fandom to where it's not even Flynn anymore, but just some Guy with his name.
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misshoneyimhome · 6 months
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「SERIES」
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⚡️ smut/mature content // 🌶️ smut/explicit content * 🖋️ Requested * 🍷 Personal faves * 🎄Holiday season
WILLIAM NYLANDER
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「Inexperienced!reader x Willy」
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All good boys go to heaven - But bad boys bring heaven to you | William Nylander 🖋️⚡️
All good boys go to heaven - But bad boys bring heaven to you pt II I William Nylander 🖋️⚡️
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All good boys go to heaven - But bad boys bring heaven to you pt X I William Nylander 🖋️⚡️💦
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「Intern x Willy」; [Counting Stars]
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Dreaming about the things that we could be I William Nylander 🖋️(⚡️)🍷
Swing my heart across the line I William Nylander⚡️
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"Quiet, baby, the others will hear" I William Nylander 🖋️ (⚡️)🎄 [intern x willy]
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「Dad!Willy x reader」
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Wifey material | William Nylander🤰🏼💭
Does Willy ever talk to the baby?🤰🏼
What was Willy like during your labour?🤰🏼
"Tu stasera, vedi, sei perfetta per me" I William Nylander ⚡️
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「Prof!Willy x reader」
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That's what I go to school for I William Nylander (AU) 🖋️⚡️
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FREDERIK ANDERSEN
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Freddie x reader; October, 2007
It was an ordinary Tuesday evening when you found yourself at the Andersen's residence for Freddie's 18th birthday family dinner. You were attending the event along with your father, which wasn’t really anything unusual, as you and Freddie had essentially grown up together...
Prologue - Better in Time - Frederik Andersen
Chapter 1 - The First Time⚡️
Chapter 2 - The Second Time ⚡️
Chapter 3 - The third time ⚡️
Chapter 4 - the fourth time
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mamaestapa · 2 years
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Take On Me||Jason Carver x reader
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summary: With all of the deaths happening to teenagers all across Hawkins, Jason doesn’t know what to believe. Are Eddie Munson and his buddies killing innocent people (including his girlfriend Chrissy) due to their “satanic cult” the Hellfire Club? Or is a sinister evil from an alternate dimension to blame? Even though he’s told about the monster, Jason doesn’t believe that Vecna and his curse is real, until he witnesses you being plagued by awful visions and a terrifying trance. What Jason does believe though, is that maybe his feelings for you aren’t as platonic as he thought they were…
pairing: Jason Carver x reader
warnings: Angst, crying, swearing, spoilers for season 4, use of the word “freak” to describe eddie and his friends, slightly ooc Jason, gory descriptions, mentions of death, Vecna, your typical Stranger Things content, and a very fluffy ending
“Oh Shit.” Lucas sighed as he looked out the window of your living room, “Shit!” he quickly shut the red blinds and turned to look at the group. You, Nancy, Robin, Steve, Dustin, and Max looked at Lucas, all of you worried and confused about his sudden panic.
“Lucas, what’s wrong?” Max asked, walking up to the boy.
“It’s Jason.”
“Oh shit.” It was Steve’s turn now to sigh.
The sound of a car door slamming outside could be heard from inside the silent house. There was a knock at your front door.
“Y/n! I know you’re home. I know you’ve got company too.”
“What the hell do we do!?” Dustin whsiper-yelled, looking among the group for answers.
Robin visibly gulped, “We just...”
“Act casual.” Nancy finished for her with a nod and a forced smile.
Another knock at the door. You knew if you didn’t open the door, Jason would find a way to get into the house. You sighed and walked over to the front door, unlocking the deadbolt and taking a deep breath before opening it. You were met with a piercing blue gaze and an infamous green and yellow varsity jacket.
“Hi Jason.”
He gave you his signature bright smile, “Y/n, Hi.” He glanced over your shoulder, seeing the others crammed into your living room. Steve and Robin awkwardly waved at him, as Nancy and Max gave forced smiles. Lucas was trying his best to stay out of Jason’s sight, he knew there was no way to avoid Jason right now, but it was worth a shot.
“Mind if I come in? I just wanna talk.”
“I don’t know, now isnt really a good time Jason.”
He nodded, “I get it if you’re busy, but, I don’t mind talking with a few extra people present. Maybe they can help,” he stepped inside, pointing at Dustin and Lucas with a smug smile, “especially those two. Didn’t think I’d see you, huh Sinclair?”
I shut the front door, locking it behind me. Lucas waved at Jason, his hand shaking slightly from nerves. Steve moved so he was now in front of Lucas and Dustin, protecting them from Jason. He held his arm out in front of the two teenagers as Jason walked away from the door and closer into the house.
“Don’t get any closer Carver. You lay a hand on them and I won’t hesitate to beat your ass.”
Jason put his hands up in the hair, a chuckle leaving his lips, “Relax Harrington, I just want to talk.” He brought his hands down on his hips. Steve still stayed in front of the kids.
“You guys uh, you know where Eddie Munson is?”
We shook our heads no. Of course we knew where he was. But we couldn’t tell Jason about his whereabouts.
Robin spoke, “Jason, I don’t know why you’re so hell-bent on finding Eddie, but-.”
“Because he killed Chrissy.” Jason cut her off.
Nancy sighed, “Look, Jason, I’m sorry about Chrissy.”
He nodded, eyeing Nancy.
“But, it wasn’t Eddie who killed her.”
“Then why was she there? Why would Chrissy be in the freaks trailer, huh?”
You frowned, placing your hand gently on his shoulder, “Chrissy was,” you looked at the the others for help, but no one said anything, “she was seeing things, terrible things. She thought drugs would help her get rid of the ‘visions’ she was having.”
Jason looked taken aback and a little hurt at what you said. “No, no. If Chrissy was seeing these things she’d come to me. She’d, she’d talk to me, right?” It almost sounded like he was asking himself that question.
You frowned, feeling sorry for the blonde. You gently spoke to him, deciding now would be a good time to explain what’s currently going on and what has been going on in Hawkins. “Jason, you may want to sit down for this.”
“I don’t understand.”
Steve sighed, running his hands through his perfect hair. “God Carver, what don’t you understand!?”
Jason rolled his eyes, “You expect me to believe your bullshit story about some dimension called ‘the Upside Down’, that’s just like Hawkins, and the monsters that come from that place are what killed Chrissy and Patrick?”
The group stayed silent as Jason continued ranting.
“I don’t understand how any of that is even real! The only reasonable explanation for these deaths are satanic powers and Eddie Munson is responsible for it—all of it. Him and all of his other freaks. That Hellfire Club is a satanic cult, not some, some club where freaks gather to play some stupid fantasy game. No, they gather to KILL PEOPLE!” He roared, chest heaving as he finished his rant.
“The Hellfire Club is not a cult Jason!” Lucas exclaimed, pinching the bridge of his nose and closing his eyes in annoyance.
“We just play Dungeons and Dragons, a totally harmless and fun fantasy game.” Dustin chimed in. Jason looked between the two boys, his jaw clenched as thoughts ran through his head.
“I won’t ask again, where’s Munson?” Jason spoke, disregarding the reassurance Lucas and Dustin gave him about the truth behind Hellfire.
You sighed, “We don’t know, okay? We haven’t seen Eddie since Tuesday.”
Jason looked at you, eyes narrowing slightly as if he didn’t one hundred percent believe what you were saying. His gaze snapped away from you when Nancy spoke.
“Jason, I know there’s probably a lot going through your head right now.”
“A lot is an understatement.”
Nancy smiled slightly, nodding in agreement before she continued, “But you have to believe us. Everything we’ve told you is true. We’ve been experiencing shit like this since the fall of ‘83. There really are monsters out there, but Eddie isn’t one of them.”
“But Vecna,” Robin spoke up, “the monster that killed Chrissy, he’s one of them. And I swear on my life, we swear on our lives that we’re telling you the truth—about everything.”
Jason looked around the group, eyeing all of us individually as his jaw clenched once again.
“I don’t know.” he replied, shaking his head, “That supernatural crap, I don’t believe in it.”
A chorus of sighs broke out in the living room. Of course he was still hesitant to believe you and your friends. You couldn’t blame him though, your stories sound insane and absolutely made up to someone who hasn’t experienced any of the things you guys have in the past three years. However, you were determined to get Jason to believe all of you.
“Jason,” you spoke softly, “what will it take for you to believe us?” Your e/c eyes staring into his blue ones, searching for some other emotion to show besides anger and skepticism.
Jason bit his bottom lip, shaking his head as he started pacing. It was obvious that the gears were turning in his head as he thought about all the information he was given in the past fifteen minutes he’s been at your house.
Steve rolled his eyes, his voice just below a whisper so only you and Robin could hear, “God, I wish he’d just say something other than I don’t know.”
You nodded, eyes still glued to a pacing Jason. Suddenly, his pacing stopped and his eyes immediately fell on you.
“I want to believe you.”
You breathed out a shocked laugh, “You do?”
He nodded, “Yeah. This whole ‘Upside Down, alternate dimension’ thing sounds insane, so either you’re all wonderful liars, or, you’re telling the truth. And Y/n, I’ve known you long enough to know you’d never lie to me.”
You smiled as he spoke. Just like the younger kids, you always had the idea “friends don’t lie”, so that’s how it went, you never lied to your friends and vice-versa. Jason had been good friends since your Sophomore year when he started dating your best friend, Chrissy Cunningham.
“I want to believe you, but part of me still feels like you could all be lying.”
“He’s definitely lying, he doesn’t want to believe us at all.” Dustin whispered loudly.
Max smacked Dustin upside the head.
“Jesus! What the hell?” He rubbed the back of his neck. Max rolled her eyes.
“Come on Dustin, leave him alone.”
Jason put his hands on his hips, “You got a problem with me Henderson?”
“No I don’t, expect for the fact that you’ve been hunting down one of my best friends with your buddies for the past few days.”
Jason laughed airily, “You don’t know the full story, so I’d shut your mouth before I shut it for you you little shit.”
“Jason-.” Lucas warned.
Dustin mumbled something under his breath as he plopped down on a chair that was pulled out from the kitchen table, watching in amusement as Steve stood up for him.
“Hey!” Steve yelled jumping out of his seat and walking up to Jason. The guys faces only inches from each other, Jason stood with his arms firmly crossed across his chest as Steve stood with his hands on his hips.
“Full story or not, talk to him,” Steve pointed at Dustin, “or any of them,” he firmly pointed at the rest of us, before jabbing his finger into Jason’s toned chest, “like that again and your ass is grass, you’re dead, Carver. You got that?
Jason clenched his jaw and stepped back from Steve, the two boys beginning to argue. You rolled your eyes and walked over to the window in your living room looking outside and trying your best to tune out the sounds of the boys bickering—the arguing did not help your headache at all.
The truth is, you had a headache and nosebleeds for a couple days now. Shortly after those started, the visions began.
You were Vecna’s next target.
And nobody knew except for you.
As you looked outside, you noticed the slight breeze had suddenly stopped. It was eerily calm and quiet. You furrowed your brows and turned around to tell the others, but you were met with an empty living room.
“Guys?” you called out, but there was no reply. You took slow steps away from the window, jumping when you heard a yell come from the door to your bedroom. You ran towards the door, quickly opening it. When you opened it you were in a completely different setting. You stood in the middle of a new living room. Your breathing grew heavy as you looked around at your surroundings. Your familiar surroundings.
You were in Eddie Munsons trailer.
What the hell? You thought to yourself.
“Y/n?” A familiar sweet and innocent voice echoed. You turned around at your name being called. Your breath hitched in the back of your throat, you felt as if your heart stopped and all the blood in your body went cold at the sight in front of you. It was Chrissy. However, it wasn’t the Chrissy you knew and loved. This Chrissy had extremely pale skin, bruises all over her body, and her brown, doe eyes were replaced by bloodied out holes where her eyes were popped out of their sockets and gone from her face completely.
“Chrissy?” you breathed out, “what, what are you doing here?”
“Why didn’t you help me Y/n?”
Tears welled up in your eyes as you saw your sweet best friend standing in front of you. Something you never thought you’d get to witness ever again.
“Chrissy, I didn’t know where you were. I-I didn’t know you were in trouble before it was too late.”
“You let me DIE!” she yelled, her voice eerily echoing. “It’s your fault I’m dead.”
“Chrissy,” You whispered, a tear falling down your cheek, “I’m so sorry.”
“Admit Y/n. You’re not sorry. You’re happy I’m dead. You can finally fuck my boyfriend now that I’m gone. That’s all you’ve ever wanted…right?” She trailed off.
You shook your head, more tears falling, “No, Chrissy, it’s not like that.”
Chrissy started walking towards you, slowly. As she walked towards you, you walked backward at the same pace.
“That’s why you feel so much guilt. Sometimes you think it should have been you who was attacked in Eddies trailer, right? But the truth is…you’re happy I’m gone, so you can get Jason all to yourself.”
“That’s not true Chrissy. Jason, he’s just my friend.”
More guilt rose deep inside of you as you said those words. The feelings you’ve had for Jason since Sophomore year certainly aren’t ones you’d have for just a friend.
“But you don’t have to feel guilty anymore, Y/n. About letting me die or stealing my boyfriend now that I’m dead.”
A clock chimed.
“That’s why I’m here, to take away all of your guilt.”
The clock chimed again.
“No, no, no,” you said, as you continued to back up.
“I’m here to end all of your suffering…once and for all.”
Your eyes widened in fear as Chrissy suddenly turned into the monster you and your friends feared most—Vecna.
The clock chimed again. You screamed, tears streaming down your face as you quickly opened the front door to the trailer and bolted into the woods. You were hyperventilating as you ran, hoping you’d wake up from this awful nightmare. You kept running until you ran into a small clearing in the woods. You stopped to catch your breath. You heard a deep, distorted chuckle.
“You can run, but you can’t hide from me, Y/n.”
You gulped and continued to run away from the monster. You found a giant boulder as you ran further into the woods. Panting, you quickly sat down, hiding behind the rock and praying that Vecna couldn’t spot you.
“You cannot hide from me, Y/n.” the monsters deep voice echoed out into the darkness of the woods.
Taking a deep breath, you stood up and started sprinting once again. Your body couldn’t continue running anymore, so you stood still, deciding to scream out for help as loud as you could.
“Steve! Nancy!” You screamed, your voice echoing.
“Jason, please help me!” You cried out, desperately hoping someone could wake you up from this never ending nightmare. You panted after calling out the names of your friends. The reality suddenly hit you: theres no waking up from this. You were going to die. Just like Chrissy.
As tears began to cloud your vision, you noticed a dense, bright red fog enter the forest. You wiped your eyes and furrowed your brows in confusion. You walked into the fog, suddenly transported into another area. You stood still, looking at the scene around you. It was all red. The sky, the fog, the clouds, everything was red. There were black spikes of different sizes coming out of the ground, almost as if they were trees. There were all sorts of different things floating in the sky, the one thing that caught your eye though, was the giant grandfather clock that every time it chimed, it was getting closer to your time of death. You started to walk through the red world, noticing that the spot you were in had bits and pieces that resembled a house. You heard the clock chime, causing you to jump. You felt your back hit something hard. You turned around, eyes widening in fear as you saw Chrissy’s corpse tied to a pillar by vines that covered her entire body.
A sob broke out from your lips as you saw your best friends limp body. You covered your mouth, and closed your eyes as tears slipped from your eyes.
“What are you doing in here Y/n? Come back to me…”. Vecna’s chilling voice called out to you.
Your breathing quickened as you looked around at the pillars that looked like pointed tree trunks, hundreds of them spread around the place Vecna had lead you to.
“How do you like them, Y/n? Would you like to join them?” Vecna asked, appearing out of nowhere as you as you stood in fear, looking at the monster before you. He slowly started to approach you. You gulped and took off running in the opposite direction. With a flick of his clawed hand, Vecna made a vine wrap around your ankle, causing you to fall to the ground. Cursing, you started to panic once the vine being controlled by Vecna pulled you across the floor and flung you onto one of the pillars.
“NO!” you screeched as more vines were flung at your body, wrapping you tightly to the pillar. You looked around, frantically, trying to think of a way to escape.
You had to get out of this nightmare—and fast.
Meanwhile
“Munson is innocent! How many times do we have to tell you?!”
“Guys.” Dustin said reluctantly, as he started to make his way over to where you stood.
“It’s Vecna’s curse that’s killing everyone, Jason.” Lucas chimed in.
Dustin frowned as he noticed you stood still, not noticing him standing next you. That’s when it hit him.
“Yeah, guys, I think we have a problem…”
Jason rolled his eyes replying to Lucas with a scoff, “I’ll believe it when I see it.”
“Shit,” Dustin breathed out as he noticed your eyes were rolled to the back of your head, twitching along with the rest of your body, “GUYS!”
“What!” Everyone yelled in unison, looking at the curly haired boy in annoyance.
Dustin gulped, “Y/n is Vecna’s next victim.”
The air in the room grew tense. Nancy’s eyes widened in fear and Max’s hand covered her mouth, her eyes filling with tears instantly.
“Shit! We need music!” Robin jumped up from her chair, running her fingers through her short hair.
Jason jogged over to you, not believing Dustin. You were this Vecna creatures next victim? No way, more like Eddie the freaks next victim. He felt his heart drop to his stomach as he looked at you, your body unresponsive and shaking.
“Y/n? Y/n, can you hear me?” He asked softly, placing his hand on your shoulder and shaking you gently.
No response.
Jason felt his heart rate pick up significantly. He had just lost Chrissy a couple days ago, he couldn’t lose you too. You were one of his closest friends. However, the feelings he had for you were nothing close to purely platonic. Sure, Jason loved Chrissy, but he also loved you. He’s always loved you.
“Come on Y/n/n,” he continued to shake you.
“Oh my god…” Lucas trailed off as he watched Jason shake your unresponsive body.
Jason felt nauseated at the thought of Eddie Munson doing this to you. Nobody deserved to die this way, especially you.
Jason cursed silently before he marched up to Steve and pulled him by the collar of his shirt.
“Where the hell is Eddie?” he spat, “I know he’s doing some satanic shit to Y/n, Harrington.” He jerked Steve closer to him, “WHERE IS HE!” he roared.
“It’s not Eddie man!” Steve yelled, moving so he was now the one holding Jason by the collar.
“It’s not EDDIE! Look if we don’t do something soon, Y/n is going to be dead. So Carver, I need you to drop the whole ‘Eddie is a satanic cult leader that’s killing innocent people’ idea and help us save Y/n, okay?”
Jason stayed silent, his blue eyes frantically moving back and forth as he looked at Steve’s panicked features.
“OKAY?!” Steve raised his voice as he shook Jason.
Jason glanced over at you, then back to Steve. This whole inter- dimensional shit still seemed crazy to him, but no matter who was causing this harm to you, Jason knew one thing.
He couldn’t lose you.
He nodded quickly. Steve let go of him and gently patted him on the back.
“Good,” he said, “Now, do you have any idea what her favorite song is?”
“Favorite song? What does-.”
“Answer now, ask questions later.” Nancy nodded with a tight smile.
Jason didn’t even have to think about what your favorite song was. Anytime you were in the car with him and Chrissy, the first song you’d play was Take On Me by a-ha.
“Take on me.” he answered shakily, glancing at you, “that’s her favorite song.”
Max and Robin started to search through a basket in your living room full of cassette tapes of your favorite songs. With shaky hands, Robin held up a tape, a triumphant smile on her face.
“I got it.”
Max quickly handed Robin her Walkman. Robin put the tape into the Walkman and handed the device to Jason, who was still closest to you. With shaky hands, Jason placed the headphones gently over your ears and pressed the play button.
He closed his eyes and sent a silent prayer to god.
Oh how he needed this to work. He needed you to wake up from whatever trance you were currently in.
And the only thing he and the others could do was hope that the sounds of your favorite song were enough to wake you.
Your chest heaved as you watched another vine wrap around your neck, choking you. You wanted to desperately pull the vine off of you, but there was nothing you could do. The vines wrapped around both of your arms were too tight. Vecna walked up to you, his body only inches from yours. He groaned in satisfaction at your whimpers. Suddenly, the beginning sounds of Take On Me could be heard. A creaking sound came from the distance, as well as the voice of Steve calling your name. Vecna turned away from you, looking at the new opening in his world full of red that had suddenly appeared. The vines around your neck had loosened slightly. You looked over to your right, seeing all of your friends standing around your unconscious body, desperately trying to wake you up. Tears welled up in your eyes at the sight. Vecna turned back to you, the vines tightening once again. You began to choke as Vecna spoke.
“They can’t help you, Y/n. You belong here…” Vecna’s deep voice echoed as he held his long, large clawed hand out in front of him, beginning to slowly bring it down to your face.
Shying away
I’ll be coming for your love, okay?
You glanced over to your right, a tear falling down your cheek as you saw Jason desperately shaking your shoulders.
“Come on, Y/n. Please. I need you to wake up. Please..” his voice filled with emotion.
Take on me (Take on me)
Take me on (Take on me)
Ill be gone
In a day or two
As Vecna’s hand grew closer to your face, you saw through the opening that your unconscious body had begun to levitate. Your friends started screaming your name. Jason’s eyes grew wide in fear. Maybe they were right after all…
You squeezed your eyes shut, thinking of a way to free yourself. You thought of an idea. Is it crazy? Yes. But is there also a possibility that it could save your life? Also yes. You opened your eyes and tugged your hand away from the vines as hard as you could. Your hand broke free. You grabbed at Vecna’s neck, pulling some of the vine looking skin. Vecna grunted in pain, pulling away from you, which caused the vines to release their strong hold on you. You fell to the ground, quickly catching your breath before you stood up and began to run towards the opening in the red clouds.
Take on me (Take on me)
Take me on (Take on me)
I’ll be gone
In a day or two
As you ran, you felt like time was moving in slow motion. Vecna was throwing things at you, trying to get you to trip, but you just kept running. You felt tears stream down your face as you got closer to the opening. You were so close.
You’re all the things I’ve got to remember
You’re shying away
I’ll be coming for you anyway
Take on me (Take on me)
Take me on (Take on me)
You could still hear the sounds of your favorite song and your friends pleading and yelling at you to wake up. You could feel your heart break as you noticed how Jason looked as if he was going to break down any minute. You felt the ground shake as Vecna threw another piece of sharp rock at you. You just kept running. You were almost there.
I’ll be gone
In a day (Take on me)
Take me on (Take on me)
I’ll be gone (Take on me)
In a day (Take on me)
Take on me (Take on me)
Take me on (Take on me)
“Y/n! Y/n!”
Your eyes snapped open and you gasped, suddenly falling to the ground and landing on your soft carpet.
“Holy shit,” Steve breathed out, rushing over to you. You were hyperventilating as tears streamed down your cheeks. You couldn’t believe it worked. You were awake and away from Vecna.
“Vecna, he…” you whispered, voice breaking with emotion.
“You’re okay,” Steve soothed, as he brought you into his arms. Dustin wrapped his arms around you, hugging you tightly. You brought your head up from the young boys embrace and looked at your other friends. Nancy and Robin were wiping tears while Lucas held a shaking Max, who knew exactly what you just went through. Your eyes finally fell on Jason. He stood still in shock, still trying to comprehend what had just happened to you.
“Jason,” you choked out, holding your hand out to the boy when Dustin let you go.
Tears were pooling in his blue eyes as he walked over to you. Steve let you go gently, Jason replacing him. He brought you into his arms, both of you crying and holding the other tightly. Jason brought one of his hands up to cradle the back of your head, doing his best to calm your sobs as he tried to contain his.
“You’re okay, you’re okay. Ive got you, beautiful, I’ve got you.” He whispered, rubbing your back with his other hand. You clung to him tightly, never wanting to let go.
“Please don’t let go.”
“I won’t, Y/n, I promise.”
You stayed in each other’s arms, letting your breathing calm down and your tears dry up. You were still extremely shaken up from seeing Vecna face to face, but being in Jason’s arms helped calm you down. You pulled away from his embrace, giving him a soft smile. He did the same to you. You stayed close to him as you told the others about what you saw.
“So do you believe us now?” Robin asked, looking at Jason with a pleading look.
Jason nodded, looking over at you. “I do.” He smiled softly at you before directing his gaze at the others, “After witnessing her float in mid-air and explain what she saw and what she just went through. Yeah, I believe you.”
The group broke out in relieved smiles. Steve placed his hand on Jason’s shoulder and gave it a squeeze. Jason looked up at him, both boys nodding at each other as a silent thank you.
“I’d still like to know where Munson is though,” He cut off Dustin and Lucas who tried to say no, “I know what you’re thinking, but, I just want to apologize to him. If there’s a way I can help prove his innocence to the town, I will. Tonight proved to me that we have bigger things to worry about than some cult in Hawkins, which, I now know isn’t even a thing.”
He looked over at you, your bodies still close to eachother. “I want to apologize to all of you too. I’m sorry for everything I’ve put you all through in the past couple days. I’ve just got a lot of feelings I've been trying to work through since Chrissy passed.”
He looked at you as he said the word “feelings”.
“It’s good Carver. Right guys?” Steve asked. You smiled softly, Steve was always willing to forgive.
Lucas nodded, “Yeah.”
“You’re one of us now.” Robin replied, smirking.
Jason laughed, a sarcastic tone to his voice, “Not sure how I feel about that one, but, thanks.”
You chuckled softly,but it turned to a yawn, you were suddenly exhausted from your run in with Vecna.
Nancy noticed your yawning and smiled slightly before she spoke, “It’s getting pretty late…”
You stood up from where you sat on the floor, stretching once you were standing.
“You guys can stay here if you’d like,” you offered, “my parents aren’t supposed to be back from Tennessee for a couple days.”
Steve smiled, “Thanks Y/n.”
You nodded, “It’s no problem. Two or three of you could take the couch, the guest room is open too, and I could put some blankets and pillows on the floor in either room for the rest of you. And theres room in my room too, I don’t really want to be alone tonight,” You glanced over at Jason as you said that.
“I’ll let the kids have the couch,” Steve said, grabbing some pillows and blankets from an open closet and throwing them on the floor, “I’ll take the floor.”
“Robin and I will be in the guest room.” Nancy said, looking at Robin who nodded in agreement.
You nodded, gulping as you looked at Jason. You silently hoped he’d stay with you.
“I’ll stay with Y/n.”
You couldn’t help the smile that made its way onto your face at his response.
“You don’t have to, Jason, really.”
“But I want to,” he cut you off with a reassuring smile. You just nodded and gave him a soft smile in return.
After saying good night and making sure everyone was comfortable and had enough pillows and blankets, you and Jason headed upstairs to your bedroom. You closed the door behind you and walked over to your bed, sitting down with a sigh. Jason stood awkwardly by your door.
He cleared his throat, “I uh, do you have any extra pillows and blankets?”
You nodded, “In the basket by my bookshelf.”
He nodded, “Thanks.”
“Yeah,” you muttered softly. You stood from the bed, “Im going to go change real quick. I think there might be a pair of gray sweatpants in my bottom drawer. They’re a pair from my ex-boyfriend.”
He smiled, laughing softly and thanking you again. You returned the smile and walked into the bathroom. You changed into a pair of y/f/c, silk pajamas. As you washed your face, you noticed how bloodshot your eyes looked. The visions you’ve been having, along with almost dying, have definitely taken a toll on your emotions and your sleep schedule. Hopefully after escaping Vecna today, you’d finally get a break from the visions—for good. You finished up in the bathroom, your body aching for sleep. When you opened the door, your eyes instantly fell on Jason, whose bare (and extremely muscular) back was turned to you until he heard the door open. Your breath hitched in the back of your throat when he turned around to face you. You couldn’t help but let your eyes wander over his defined chest and abdomen. You subconsciously bit your bottom lip when you noticed the gray sweatpants he had on hung low on his hips, his v-line being slightly exposed.
“You okay, Y/n/n?” He asked, worry evident in his tone. “You’re not having more visions are you?”
You shook yourself out of your trance, feeling slightly embarrassed that Jason totally caught you checking him out.
“No, no. I’m just really tired.” You reassured him, walking over to your bed. You carefully pulled the covers away before you laid down. Jason watched as you situated yourself under the duvet before asking:
“Do you need anything?"
You shook your head, “Not right now, just sleep.”
He smiled, “Okay. Well if you need anything, I’ll be right here.” He pointed down to the few pillows and a pile of blankets that sat on your floor as his makeshift bed.
You nodded, thanking him. He walked off toward your bathroom. Once he shut the door, you were left alone with your thoughts.
You felt guilty for feeling the way you did about Jason. The two of you have been friends for a while, but you couldn’t help but have stronger feelings for him. Jason could be a total douche, but if you were someone he cared about, he was very caring and protective. Even when Chrissy was still alive and she and Jason were dating, you had feelings for him. Little did you know, Jason felt the same way, about you. The door to the bathroom opened and Jason walked out, quietly laying down on the floor beside your bed. He tried his best to get comfortable, but he knew it was no use.
About ten minutes had passed. You couldn’t sleep and neither could Jason. You were too scared to sleep. Every time you close your eyes your mind wandered to Vecna and all of the things he showed you. You saw Chrissy and her bloodied out eyes as she told you about the guilt you had because of your feelings for Jason.
“Jason?” You called out shakily. He instantly sat up, worry covering his face.
“Y/n, are you okay?”
“Can, can you come up here?” You asked hesitantly. Jason stood up from his “bed” so he could climb into yours. You pulled the covers back and slid over to make room for the blonde. He carefully laid down in the bed.
“I’m sorry, I’m just too scared to sleep alone.”
He turned so he could face you, “Don’t apologize, I don’t mind. S’ comfier up here anyways.”
You chuckled, causing Jason to crack a smile. His smile soon faded when he noticed tears in your eyes.
“Hey, hey, you’re okay.” He moved closer to you, bringing you into his arms, which you gratefully accepted. He cradled the back of your head and rubbed your back gently as you cried into his chest. “Do you want to talk?” He asked softly.
You sniffled, “No. Just hold me.”
And that’s exactly what he did. Jason just held you in his strong arms, whispering sweet words of comfort until you were ready to talk.
“Jason?”
“Yeah sweetheart?”
Your heart skipped a beat. You moved your head so you were laying against his chest. You placed a hand over his heart, which you noticed picked up it’s pace.
“Thank you for staying with me.”
He smiled, placing his hand over yours, “Of course, anything to make sure you feel safe Y/n/n.”
You lifted your head and looked up at Jason. His soft blue eyes looked at your lips briefly before making eye contact with you. You didn’t even have time to think before his lips met yours. You instantly kissed back, bringing your hand up to his cheek, him doing the same with yours. You pulled away for air before going right back to the position you were in. He lifted his hand away from your cheek and pulled away from you, a blush on his cheeks.
He cleared his throat, “Sorry, I just,”
You kissed him again, pulling away with a chuckle, “Don’t apologize Jason.”
He smiled softly at you, you doing the same.
“I like you Y/n. I really like you. Even when I was with Chris I had these feelings.” he paused and took a breath, “I love Chrissy, but we weren’t meant to be. Our friends and my parents just wanted us to be together, to be those typical high school sweethearts that get married in a church, live in the suburbs with a white picket fence, three kids and a golden retriever.”
You smiled at his description as he continued to speak.
“And I want that, I really want that life. But not with Chris. I never truly wanted it with her.” He looked at you, speaking wholeheartedly, “I want it with you. I’ve always dreamed of that type of life with you, Y/n.”
You smiled at him, reaching your hand up and cupping his cheek.
“I want that life with you too Jason.” You said softly, "Since the moment we became friends.
He grinned, his blue eyes shining as he was overwhelmed with happiness. You hadn’t seen Jason this happy since the championship game. Him showing this much happiness made you happy, however, your smile faltered though when guilt started to rise. It felt so wrong to do this to Chrissy…
“I feel so guilty for this though, don’t you?” You questioned, “I mean, Chrissy has only been gone for a couple days.”
He shrugged, “Maybe a little. But Chrissy and I had a serious talk before the game. She seemed shaken up, but she wouldn’t tell me what happened. I know now that she was having terrible visions just like you, Patrick, and that redheaded girl did. But anyway,” he continued, “We talked about our relationship and how it wasn’t realistic for us. She told me that she wanted me to be happy, that no matter what happens, she wants me to be happy. Even if it meant for me to be with someone different. Chrissy knew I liked you Y/n. Her last words to me were that she wants us both happy. She gave me this knowing look,” he looked at you, “You know the look she’d give anytime she’d try to say something without actually saying it?”
You nodded, smiling slightly. Chrissy did give you that look often.
“Well she gave me that look and told me to be happy with you because that’s all she’s ever wanted. The two of us to be happy, even if it meant us getting together.”
Typical Chrissy, always putting others feelings and happiness over hers. You took a moment to process everything Jason said before you laced your fingers with his. You looked up into his beautiful blue eyes.
“Then how about we fulfill her final wish?”
Jason smiled, “I’d like that.” He spoke gently.
“Good,” you replied with a smile and small nod, “I would too.”
You laid your head back down on Jason’s chest, taking a deep breath and letting it out, snuggling closer to him. You brought your hand back down to rest over his heart. He wrapped both of his muscular arms around you, holding you tightly against his flesh.
“Goodnight Jason,” you hummed, kissing his chest, “thank you for staying with me tonight.”
“No need to thank me,” he placed a gentle kiss to the top of your head, “Goodnight pretty girl.”
That night, both of you finally got a good nights sleep after all of the events that have happened lately.
But it was only because you and Jason both finally found your happiness—with each other.
A/N: I think Jason/Mason Dye is SO FINE, but I don’t support any of Jason’s actions. So anytime I write for Jason, it’ll be very out of character for him. I really think the writers could have given him a good redemption arc and I’m sad they didn’t:( any way, I plan on writing a few more for Jason because there isn’t a lot of content for him and I know there are people who enjoy reading about him like I do, so I figured I would add to the content! Every fic I have read about Jason has been amazing, so hopefully mine is decent :) I hope you all enjoyed this! Thank you for all of the love and support. It means SO much to me, you are all truly the sweetest.
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ultraviolet pt. 4 - BAKUGOU
A descendant of a legendary quirk longs to separate herself from her family name, but first she'll have to confront villains, ghosts from the past, and her growing attraction for Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight.
Pairing: Katsuki Bakugou x OP!fem!oc
Warnings: mature language
series masterlist + face claim
Watching the two rivals battle it out was difficult.
Midoriya had started out strong, having managed to gain the upper hand at the start of the exercise by anticipating Bakugou's attacks. The tables quickly turned, however, when the explosive teen demonstrated the power of his gauntlets. The force of the blast sent a tremor throughout the entire building, forcing Sana to stand closer to Kirishima. He was her best shot at making it out alive should the building collapse above their heads.
The heat released from the blast made her shiver.
"Sir, isn't this getting outta hand?" Kirishima tried to reason with the seasoned hero. "That Bakugou is acting real crazy. He's gonna kill him!"
All Might, with a practiced smile on his face, chose not to interfere in the fight other than to warn the angry blonde that if he used such a dangerous attack again, his team would automatically lose.
I hope our newbie teacher knows what he's doing, Sana held her clasped hands to her chest anxiously. Though everyone but All Might and their teammates were unable to hear what exactly the two boys were saying, it was clear from the footage that things were getting much too heated for a simple exercise.
"You okay?" Mina whispered, placing a comforting hand on her arm.
"Just nervous," Sana quickly dismissed her concern. Mina nodded in agreement, her bubblegum curls bouncing with the movement.
"Yeah. Bakugou really isn't letting up, huh?"
Midoriya went to punch, but in one fluid motion, Bakugou launched into the air and maneuvered himself behind the smaller boy. He set off an explosion against the greenette's unprotected back, making several in the class gasp.
"What was that move?"
"He doesn't come off as a guy with a strategy, but he's actually quite intelligent." Shoto voiced from the back of the crowd, momentarily pulling their attention away from the moniter. "He changed his trajectory while in midair using a blast that doubled as a smokescreen." The dual-quirk user explained. He added in a quieter tone, as if speaking more to himself now, "Very clever."
"A feint attack like that requires an extreme amount of precision." Momo agreed. "He had to calculate the physics and demonstrate control over his Quirk."
Kaminari, of course, was put off by the positive comments. "Ugh, Bakugou is uber talented." His shoulders slumped. "I hate it."
Me too, Sana nibbled on her lower lip.
Smoke rose from Midoriya's damaged costume. Bakugou, without hesitation, slammed his heavy-looking gear into Midoriya's arm. He then grabbed hold of said arm and released smaller blasts with his free hand for momentum before tossing the green-haired boy over his shoulder like a rag doll, much like Midoriya had done to him at the start of the match.
Sana had to turn away at the brutality Bakugo was displaying. He could've easily ended the exercise by now. He'd had enough opportunities to use the capture tape on Midoriya, which meant he was dragging the fight out on purpose.
He was enjoying this.
"This is hard to watch." Mina's voice cracked, as if she were close to crying. Her hand grasped Sana's sleeve tightly. "All he has to do is wrap tape around him, not kill him!"
"Bakugou is certainly acting like a villain," Tokoyami added from his shaded spot by the wall.
So much violence, Sana closed her eyes. All because of some stupid grudge. Midoriya pushed himself up shakily, half running and half crawling away from the beastly Bakugou.
"He's running away."
"Not very manly, but he doesn't have a choice." The rocky redhead sighed. "He's outgunned. Unless he's got some kinda plan."
It's possible, Sana acknowledged. She could tell that Midoriya was very observant and analytical, but he also seemed like the type of person to jump headfirst into danger without thinking. She wasn't sure if he even knew what he was going to do next.
Midoriya stopped, his back pressed against the wall. The two exchanged words before sprinting full-force towards one another. The veins in Midoriya's arm seemed to glow, like her's sometimes did if she used quirk for an extended period of time. "This can't end well," Sana bit her nail.
Even All Might looked nervous now. "Both of you, stop-" The Pro seemed to cut himself off.
Instead of aiming for Bakugou, Midoriya directed his attack upwards, blowing a hole through the center of the building. Uraraka used her quirk to levitate over the hole and capture the weapon, bringing the first mock battle to an end.
"The hero team... WINS!"
The class watched as Midoriya was carted away to Recovery Girl's office. "The losers are practically untouched, and the winners are both on the ground." Kaminari commented, scratching his head.
"This class is intense." Sana nodded dazedly.
All Might left to retrieve their classmates. The next battle would take place in a new building since the current one was now unusable. The hero returned shortly with Uraraka, Iida, and a shell-shocked Bakugou. He obviously wasn't taking the loss well.
The shattered look on his face made Sana's chest tighten. No matter how annoyed she was with him at the moment, she wouldn't wish such a feeling on anyone. But maybe, in this case, it was for the best. Bakugou needed to learn where his starting line was in order to improve, instead of assuming he'd already won before the race had even begun.
"Well, despite the results, the MVP of this exercise is Young Iida!" His announcement was met with confusion, Iida himself being the most surprised of all.
"Shouldn't it be one of the heroes instead, since they're the winners?" Tsuyu questioned.
"Mm! Valid question. Why didn't I choose one of those two? Who has a guess?"
"Sir! I can tell you why!" Momo volunteered before launching into a lengthy speech on how Iida embraced the challenge, unlike his partner who was too blinded by his hatred of Midoriya to focus on the real challenge; protecting the weapon.
I tried to warn him, Sana moved her eyes to the now quiet blonde, his eyes wide and downcast. Though I don't think an "I told you so" is what he needs right now.
"As you pointed out earlier, launching a large‐scale attack indoors was a foolish move. It could have been disastrous. Similarly," the girl continued. "Midoriya's plan was also poorly thought out, considering the amount of damage that he received. He rendered himself helpless. Not smart. As for Uraraka... She let her guard down mid‐battle, and her final attack was far too reckless given the hypothetical stakes. If she'd treated the fake weapon as though it were real, she never would've risked using such an imprecise move."
"Iida was fully prepared for his opponent's arrival. He had a strategy, and never lost sight of his mission to protect the dummy weapon, even if he was foiled in the end. Technically, the hero team won, yes, but they took advantage of the fact that this was training. They didn't respect the spirit of the trial."
Iida was sparkling after receiving such praise.
"Yes... well, you overlooked a few things." All Might stumbled over his words. "Young Iida could have relaxed a little bit in the exercise, but... otherwise, you nailed it!" He gave Momo a thumbs up.
"Let's move on to the next match!" All Might exclaimed after arriving at the next battleground. "Think about everything we saw and discussed as you tackle this training for yourself."
"Yes, sir!" Class 1-A shouted.
The Number One hero drew lots again, holding the letters up for all to see. "Match two! Team B will be our heroes! And Team I will be the villains!"
So, Hagakure and I will go up against...
People often say that God has a sense of humor and they would be right. Because the hero team consisted of Shoji and the very last person she wanted to see right now, let alone fight: Shoto Todoroki.
You've gotta be kidding me.
¸☾⋆*・゚¸☾⋆*・゚¸☾⋆*
A radio, a map of the building, and capture tape were the only items they were given to prepare, as well as a head start so that "the villains" could hide their weapon.
"Hey, Sakano." Her teammate called. "I'm gonna take off all my clothes and totally disappear."
"It won't make a difference," Sana replied matter-of-factly, tightening the ribbon holding her hair back. "He'll make his move before you make it out the door."
"Are you okay?" Hagakure asked hesitantly. "You seem... different."
No, Sana wanted to say. She felt like laughing and crying hysterically as she hugged her knees and rocked in a corner. I have to put my feelings aside. I'd be a hypocrite if I lectured Bakugou about controlling his emotions and didn't take my own advice. Her nails dug into the flesh of her palms as her fists clenched in suppressed anger. It's just like when we used to train together, she reminded herself. Only this time, he's not my only opponent.
"I'm fine," Sana brushed the question off.
They settled for hiding the weapon on the highest floor. The room was empty, so it left a lot of open space to defend and only one exit to escape through. The large windows behind them let plenty of sunlight in, which would come in handy once their teacher gave them permission to start.
"You can ditch the gloves. But for now, keep your shoes on." The light-powered girl sensed her teammate's uncertainty. "Trust me."
"Look alive, kids!" The Symbol of Peace's thundering voice boomed through their earpieces. "Show us you're the embodiment of good." He paused, realizing his mistake. "Or evil! Let's go!"
Sana immediately channeled her quirk, urging the heat to spread throughout her body. Her eyes took on a luminous hue. Steam was visibly streaming off of her, which Hagakure was quick to comment on. "Stay focused," Sana reminded the invisible girl. "It's coming."
"What-"
A chill nipped at their skin before a wave of ice swept through the room. "JUMP!" Sana warned her teammate, though she made no move to follow her own command. Shoto's ice instinctively retreated from the heat radiating off of her.
"It's s-s-so cold-d," Hagakure chattered, her teeth knocking together as she shivered violently.
"When Shoto comes in, I'll distract him while you slip out of the room. Shoji is probably waiting outside the building, but he'll come in once he realizes the ice attack didn't work."
"Eh? S-shot-t-"
Crunch.
Both girls fell silent as the soft crunch of ice underfoot grew closer to their hideout. He was close, maybe only a few steps outside the doorless entrance. Sana spotted Hagakure's shoelaces untying themselves out of the corner of her eye, the invisible girl ready to make a break for it as soon as the path was clear.
The mock battle had officially begun.
¸☾⋆*・゚¸☾⋆*・゚¸☾⋆*
Within minutes, his tall figure appeared in the doorway, that red LED eyepiece glinting eerily. Thick layers of ice covered everything from floor to ceiling, including the windows. He'd blocked out her main power source. Well then, it's a good thing I'm fully charged.
"Sakano." The empty sound of his voice made her flinch. That, and what he'd called her.
Sakano.
Not her name, her given name that he'd used so many times before, but her father's name. An inescapable weight she was forced to carry with her like a ball and chain. Sakano. As if they'd never been close. As if they hadn't known each other for most of their lives. As if the last ten years together were somehow less significant than the past ten months apart. "Sakano," he'd said, as though greeting a stranger.
Maybe that's what they'd become.
Familiar strangers.
"Todoroki," Sana grit her teeth, pushing past the painfully large lump in her throat to speak. She knew she probably looked shaken by his verbal sneak attack. She'd felt the color drain from her cheeks the second the word had registered in her mind, had felt her trembling hands curl into fists. He knew how hearing that cursed name from his mouth would effect her, and he'd used it to his advantage. Smart move.
"Step aside," Shoto instructed. "We both know how this will go, so let's skip to the end."
Sana hoped Hagakure had already made her exit. Fuck what she'd said earlier. Things were about to get very personal, very quickly. And like Bakugou and Midoriya, she didn't want anyone interfering. Only All Might would know what was said between them, which wasn't ideal, but at least she didn't have to worry about the rest of the class listening in as well.
"You underestimate me, hero." She forced herself to smile, to joke and taunt. It helped keep the tears she desperately wanted to shed at bay. That, and the cameras pointed at her, capturing her every move. She wouldn't allow herself to break down and look weak, no matter how much she wanted to crumble under his mismatched gaze. "This battle is far from over."
"There's no point in dragging this out," Shoto lazily shrugged. "You and I operate on different levels. We always have."
Unrecognizable. The dual-haired teen standing before her was completely unrecognizable. Where was the young boy who loved watching reruns of All Might's news clips with his mother late at night while his father was patrolling? Where was the boy that stubbornly made her pinky promise to start a hero agency with him? Where was the sweet boy who used to tie her shoes for her, knowing she couldn't do it herself? The one who had offered to take care of her imaginary dog while she was at school and he was stuck at home with a tutor? The one who's father she'd begged to allow him to attend school with her? Homeschooling made for a flexible schedule, which meant more training time and less eyes to notice the aftermath of the hero's violent outbursts, but she'd made a compelling argument about exposing Shoto to more powerful and complicated quirks. Eventually, he warmed up to the idea.
Her Shoto was kind, even when all he'd known was cruelty. So who was this Shoto? This harsh, apathetic, machine-like man. What had happened during those months away for him to make such a drastic change?
"Different levels," Sana repeated slowly, testing the words out. A breathy laugh followed, though the sound lacked any humor. "Did your old man teach you that? It sounds like something he'd say."
A muscle in Shoto's jaw fluttered. Good. She wasn't the only one pissed off now.
"Maybe that's what he tells himself." She continued, the corners of her lips tugging upward, refusing to even blink as glowing eyes bore into his steely gaze. A smirk tugged at the corner of her lips, but she felt no satisfaction as the biting words left her mouth. "That the reason he's so far behind is because he and All Might are 'on different levels."' The temperature of the room dropped significantly.
There was a reason Sana had been paired with Shoto as a sparring partner all these years; they brought out the best and worst in each other.
Shoto was the quiet type. He rarely spoke unless prompted to, or if he had something weighing on his mind. He kept his personal thoughts and feelings locked away, but Sana knew how to coax them out. She had a way with words. She knew just what to say to soothe him after a particularly brutal day with his father, or send him into a full-blown rage that almost made Bakugou look tame. It was a gift she was quite proud of. She liked to think of it as a secret weapon.
She also knew that Shoto relied heavily on his quirk, choosing to use long range attacks rather than close combat. With his size advantage alone, he could easily overpower her and claim the weapon.
But he wasn't moving.
Why hasn't he attacked already? Sana shifted her weight, ice tinkling softly beneath her feet. Does he really not consider me a threat?
His eyes cut to the side, narrowing slightly in focus. He seemed to be listening to something... maybe Shoji was talking to him? Sana concentrated for a moment before she heard the sound of distant shouting. Hagakure. She and Shoji were probably a floor or two away from them, battling it out, and here they were standing around playing mind games.
Screw it.
Sana sent a blast of solid light at Shoto, who dodged the attack and returned one of his own. Sana ducked to the side to avoid the ice, each breath visible in the frosty air. She knew what he was up to. It was a tactic he used often during their sessions. Cooler temperatures caused her quirk to weaken significantly. Drops in temperature forced the photons in the atmosphere to slow down. He was trying to tire her out, corner her into using up her reserves until she had nothing left. It was a dance they'd done enough times for her to know every move by heart. She could do this in her sleep.
The action caused a rush of anger to well up inside of her. Was he even taking her seriously as an opponent? Was his strategy to toy with her in a game of cat and mouse until he got bored? Did he honestly believe that they were competing on different levels?
Finally, she had enough.
"Fight me, dammit!" she demanded. "You're not even taking this seriously!"
"Are you?" the red-and-white haired teen asked, creating a wall of ice to use as a barrier. "From what I'm seeing, you haven't improved at all since the last time we fought. Is this the best you can do?"
With a flick of her wrist his way, a ribbon of light sliced through his sheild like butter. The top portion slid to the side and shattered. With a stomp of his foot on the ground, a mountain of jagged ice raced towards her. Sana summoned more energy, creating a protective dome around herself. The ice attack immediately melted upon contact, the rest cracking from the intense heat radiating off the glowing half-sphere. Steam filled the room, adding an unnecessarily dramatic effect to an already dramatic scenw as the two teens glared at each other from opposite sides of the room.
Sana hadn't let her guard down once during the few minutes they'd been sparring. She had a plan, one she'd come up with mere moments before the battle trial began. But in order for it to work, she had to keep Shoto's attention. Unfortunately, she was starting to feel drained. She'd been maintaining a high temperature around herself since Shoto had turned the entire building into a popsicle. It was starting to have an effect on her, and Shoto seemed to sense that as well. He pummeled her temporary sheild relentlessly, battering it over and over with a barrage of endless attacks until Sana had to drop it to conserve her energy.
A beam of light shot from her palm, aimed at his head. The boy deflected it using a small glacier, while instantaneously firing back a blast of frost. The peach-haired girl jumped to the side, the ice shattering against the wall beside her. Shards of it went flying from the impact, a particularly sharp piece sliced her cheek an inch below her eye. A single drop of blood slipped down her cheek like a tear; the only one she would allow herself to shed in this moment.
With a battle cry, Sana launched herself at Shoto, only to be caught in the chest by a flurry of ice. She fell to the ground with a wince. Layers of frost crept along her stunned body, making her shiver violently.
A pair of white boots entered her field of vision as a disappointed sigh broke the silence. "It seems your efforts were in vain." The footsteps moved away from where she was immobilized, heading towards the weapon.
Hagakure had her hands full distracting Shoji, so Sana couldn't expect any backup from her teammate. More than anything, she wanted to prove that she was capable of taking on a powerhouse like Shoto Todoroki and winning.
"It wasn't a t-t-total waste." She called from the floor, teeth chattering.
His footsteps didn't stop or even slow at her words. Lifting her head as best she could with her body encased from her feet to her shoulders, she followed his broad back with her eyes. Standing before the weapon, Shoto lifted his right hand to touch the weapon and claim victory for the Hero Team.
Except... he couldn't touch it. His hand passed through the bomb like a reflection in a pool.
He whipped around at the sound of throaty laughter. "Y-you were right." Sana, despite being out of commission, still had her quirk activated. Her glowing eyes were a dead give away. Her lips, which were starting to turn blue, split into a devilish grin. "This is the b-best I can d-d-do."
"What is this?" Shoto's body tensed, the hand meant to hold the weapon now clenched into a fist.
"A dem-demonstration," she shuddered, still stuck face down on the floor. "I wanted t-to s-show how f-far I've come w-without you."
Shoto took a step closer to her. "What are you talking about?" He demanded, his voice urgent. "What did you do with the weapon, Sakano?"
Her skin was pale, eyes lidded, her blue lips bordering purple now. Yet, she still smiled conspiratorially, like she was in on a joke that hadn't been shared with the rest of the world. She faintly heard All Might's voice through her earpiece, yelling their names. She blinked heavily, the edges of her vision going dark.
As soon as the solar-powered girl lost consciousness, the fake-fake weapon faded away, and the real weapon Shoto was meant to capture appeared out of thin air, nestled in a dark corner on the far side the room. Sana had bent the light around the weapon to turn it invisible, as well as maintaining the mirage of a duplicate weapon, all while fighting him as a distraction until time ran out. It was a miracle she hadn't passed out sooner.
He was wrong when he'd said she hadn't improved earlier. Sana had grown immensely during their time apart, and not just quirk wise. She'd matured physically and mentally as well. It made Shoto's chest ache to think that he'd already missed so much in so little time.
He turned in a quick circle, looking for the real weapon before finally spotting it out of the corner of his eye. It annoyed him once he realized he'd passed right by it on his way inside. It hadn't even occurred to him that his childhood friend might be capable of doing something like that. He slid across the frozen floor towards the exit, arm outstretched. But just before his fingers could make contact, the buzzer went off.
"Time's up!" All Might announced. "Villian Team wins!" Distantly, a girl's voice could be heard cheering.
Shoto stared at the weapon with wide eyes, his hand hovering only inches away. Sana was much better at combat than he was. Whenever they practiced without their powers, it was rare that she lost. But for the first time in a decade, Sana had defeated him using her quirk. He wasn't sure if he should be proud of her success or saddened by it.
At the moment, it felt like a mixture of the two.
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Sana had been defrosted, along with the rest of the building, by Shoto before being hauled away to the nurse's office to warm up and rest. After sleeping for about an hour, Sana finally stirred. Recovery Girl let her go with a kiss on the cheek and a handful of gummy bears. It came as no surprise to anyone that Midoriya was still unconscious.
She returned to the training grounds, where she was immediately greeted with cheers and claps on the back. Hagakure filled her in on what happened after she passed out, like how they won and how, apparently, she'd tied with Shoto as the MVP. Most of the teams had already gone by the time Sana had woken up, which was fine with her. After the stress she felt watching the first round, and the roller coaster of emotions she experienced during her own, the peach-haired girl was ready to call it a day.
All Might ended the class with a speedy exit, while the rest of the class walked at a normal pace back to the changing rooms. Once they were back inside the 1-A classroom, most of the students chose to hang back and socialize. Sana assumed the majority of them were waiting to congratulate Midoriya. Aside from Bakugou, of course, who grabbed his bag and stormed out without a word to anyone.
She had half a mind to follow him and try and cheer him up, but figured she'd already meddled in his life enough for one day.
"You know, Sakano, I was rather curious about something." Momo's voice pulled her away from her thoughts. The girls were gathered in a circle around Sana's desk, except for Uraraka, who had left with Kaminari to grab textbooks in preparation for tomorrow's lesson. "The nature of your quirk, along with your surname... well, it can't be a coincidence, can it? Are you related to the Sakanos?"
There was that name again. It followed her everywhere, like a shadow. Momo's question had caught the attention of the rest of the class, who were just as curious about the answer. She couldn't lie. Momo was right in the sense that it would be too much of a coincidence for her not to be one of them.
Without meaning to, Sana locked eyes with Shoto. She wasn't sure why she did it. Maybe because, out of everyone, he knew how heavy the burden of such a legacy could be. Or maybe it was because she was reminded of a wound he'd inflicted only hours ago that was still tender.
"Oh," Sana played with the cuff of her blazer. "I am."
"No way!" Mina clapped her hands to her cheeks. "You mean that scary-looking guy on TV is your dad?!" Sana nodded, hiding her despair behind a polite, practiced smile.
It was all part of the act, part of the role she'd been assigned since birth. She played her part well, unlike Shoto, who fought against his strings so much that he sometimes became tangled in them. No, she just smiled and nodded, said the lines she'd rehearsed so well, and waited for the show to end. When it was over, she'd give herself a round of applause for her performance, only to crumble as soon as the curtains closed.
But Shoto wouldn't be there to help pick up the pieces anymore. She hadn't imagined it earlier, when he'd called her that despicable name.
Sakano. What a cruel thing to say to someone you claimed to love.
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Bakugou grumbled to himself, kicking at the ground as he walked home. The day couldn't have gone any worse. Not only had he been lectured like a child by some dumbass, but he'd also been humiliated by that shitty nerd in front of the entire class. No, worse. In front of All Might.
"When I was watching that ice guy, I realized I couldn't beat him in a head‐to‐head fight." He'd said to Deku by the school gates. "Dammit, even that glow-worm was stronger than I thought."
She'd downplayed her power, pretending to be weak and forced to rely on others, when in reality, her quirk was probably one of the strongest in class. It pissed him off that he'd been tricked again. He was right when he'd said she was like Deku. They were both looking down on him, mocking his strength and laughing at his expense.
Bakugou had always been praised: for his flashy quirk, his strength and determination, his intelligence, etc. He'd always been made to feel like number one, and had proven himself capable of being the best again and again. So why, after starting U.A, did it seem like that was no longer the case?
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Let Me In
Daryl Dixon x female reader
Warnings: ANGST, daryl will not let anyone close to him, sad daryl, crying, right after the fall of the Prison (season 4), walkers, near death, hurt reader, twd elements, reader gets shot by an arrow, reader is from the south but can be from wherever you want it to be but she has an accent, mentions of Sophia
GOING TO BE A SERIES IF YOU ALL ENJOY IT
Summary: Being left in a cabin with only Daryl, the man you love, he pushes you away.
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Fire. Woods. Trees. Walkers. All you could hear was drowning out the screams from the prison. You were shot in the side, bleeding as you ran from the burning, overrun prison that you once called your home. Pain runs through your body as you stab a walker when it walked right up to you.
The swarm of walkers were getting bigger and bigger as you looked for safety. You take the knife that you had killed the walker with and cut it open, rubbing the nasty bodily fluids on yourself to shield your being from the herd.
Walking for what seemed for hours, you hear a twig crunch under very heavy boots. You pull the sword from your back and hid in the bushes from whoever or whatever was approaching. Sure, you were covered in walker blood and guts but walkers were not the only thing you had to fear. You watch as a dark figure walked right up to where you were just standing. It was a man.
The man bent down to look at the foot prints and when he turned around, you saw the very familiar vest with angel wings on the back. You put your sword back and climb out of the bushes which might not have been the best idea. Since it was dark and you were covered in walker blood, Daryl fired a shot at you without realizing that it was you. Hitting your side where you had already been shot before.
"Daryl!"
"Shit!'' Daryl says when he recognizes you and your voice.
"What the hell ya covered in walke' blood? Why ya in those dam' bushes?"
He felt bad, really bad. You whimper in pain as you grab the arrow, pulling it slightly. Daryl picked you up and carried you to the nearest place he could find, a cabin deep in the woods. The place was covered in wire and stakes to keep off the dead. He cleared the place just in case and then brought you in where there was two beds.
"I'm gonn' pull it out. Bite this," He hands you his belt, placing it in your mouth for you.
He grabs the arrow, gently pulling it out until he realized that the end was four pointed, snagging on the outer part of your body. He grabbed his knife and saws off the pointed part and the arrow slips out of your body. You scream into the belt as tears came to your eyes.
You whimper while he wraps your side up and looks like he was going to cry. He fills a tub with cold water that the two of you found and you clean the walker guts off of you. Coming out, you noticed that Daryl was standing by the door.
"Daryl, I'm okay. I'm alrigh'." You say as he looked at your side.
"If this is what ya think this is alrigh', then I'm a damn rooster."
"Daryl, damn it, I am fine. I promise."
"I shot ya, I could have killed you."
He shook his head and walked away.
"Where are you goin' huh? If yer think this is over then it ain't." You yelled.
"Why do you care so damn much, Daryl? Huh? Why?" You ask.
"Because I nearly killed ya and I already lost everyone I fuckin' cared about and I can't lose ya too. What do you want me to say? You want me to admit how I can't even protect you because I nearly killed you like I killed that little girl," He yelled, tears falling. You hardly ever saw Daryl cry and you felt like you were going to cry too.
"Daryl, what girl?"
"Sophia. Carol was countin' on me and she walked out that barn, she wasn't Sophia anymore. All I had to do was track better and I would have never lost her,'' Daryl says, hands coming to tug his hair.
"Daryl, Sophia was not yer fault. You did everythin' ya could. That's why I love ya. You never quit 'cause you care."
His face contorts to shame? anger? sadness? You couldn't tell. You walked up to him, grabbing your side, pressing a hand to his cheek. He leans into your touch before moving away. You follow him.
"Get away from me,'' He orders.
"No! Not until you finish talking to me."
"Why do you care? Why do ya love me when I literally could have killed you?"
"But ya didn't."
"I could have."
"But you didn't. I am fine."
"Yer side is bandaged because of me."
"It was my fault for hiding and then scaring you," You reason.
Tears pour down his face, you wipe them with your thumb. You had your own tears and his heart broke.
"I love you, Daryl. Let me love you. Let me in."
"I don't deserve yer love," Daryl says with a broken voice.
"You don't get to decide whether or not I love you.''
He lets out a sob that wracked through his body, falling to his knees. He hugs your legs while you softly run your hands through his hair.
"I should have don' something. I could have stopped that damn man. I could have done somethin' to that man before he killed so many of us.
You knew he was talking about the governor and your heart ached for him. You wanted to tell him it wasn't his fault. You wanted him to realize that. You wanted him to see that the prison was not his fault. You were not his fault, he saved you. If he didn't find you, you could have died from the gun shot wound you had.
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The sun and the sound of walkers were outside. You opened your eyes and noticed that Daryl was gone. You started to worry. You didn't know how long he had been gone. If he left you here completely. You watched the window and door for a while but then gave up. You went outside, killing all of the walkers around the cabin. You wanted something to do. You needed something to do. You went back inside to clean up the little house, wanting the place to look nicely. You weren't sure as to why but you wanted it to.
You cleaned the windows, pulled the weeds from around the house and trees. You gathered firewood, careful of the healing wounds. You were taking medicine that you found for pain and you were doing a bit better these days. You started to sing one of your favorite songs that you listened to before the fall. You smile at memories of your family telling you to shut the radio up in your room because they were tired of hearing the song over and over again. You missed your family.
You opened the wallet that you carried in your jeans, carefully opening it up to see the pictures of your family. Your siblings, smiling at the camera before your dad had thrown water on you all. Your mom smiling at your father with so much love in her eyes. That's what you felt when you were with Daryl. You felt the love your parents had for each other for the archer.
Hours passed, you weren't sure how many, before Daryl comes back. He walks in, moonshine in his hand, stumbling to his chair.
"Daryl, where were you?"
"Went out Mom," He slurred, obviously drunk or buzzed.
"I am not your damn mother. Where were ya? Are you hurt?"
"No ma'am," He groaned.
"I am tired of this Daryl. I want you to let me in without running away," You sigh, moving to him.
"Get away from me."
"Damn it, Daryl. Stop bein' like this."
"Just let someone care for you. Let me care for you,'' You started begging him to just let you care. To let you care about him. To love him.
"I can't let anyone in, darlin'."
"Why not, Daryl?''
He looks up at you with tears, "Because I am broken and not deservin' of love."
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Promise (Steve Harrington x Reader)
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Description: Reader is helping Dustin and Eddie with the bats when things go south. Eddie makes the reader promise to admit her feelings for Steve if they make it out alive.
Warnings: SPOILERS SEASON 4, Character Death, Broken bones, Gore, Mentions of death.
‘’Promise me you’re not going to do something to get yourself killed?’’ Steve asks you. You were both sitting outside the RV, you were wrapping the wire around the spear you were going to use against the bats in the upside down.
You rolled your eyes at his assumption, ‘’I’m don’t plan on dying anytime soon Steve,’’ You set down the spear on your lap looking at him, ‘’You better not either.’’ You say threatening him. ‘’Then who is going to drive me around?’’ You say earning a hint of a smile from him. ‘’I’m thinking of making you drive me to Yosemite next.’’
‘’Yosemite huh?’’ He asks, sounding amused, ‘’I’ve always wanted to go on a roadtrip like that, take all my kids with me when I have them.’’ He tells you.
‘’Kids as in plural?’’ You ask him. ‘’You already have like six,’’ You say gesturing out in the field to Dustin and Eddie who were wrestling, Dustin was in a headlock making you laugh.
‘’And I want six of my own too,’’ He says and you widen your eyes at him making him laugh, ‘’I could change my mind but at least two, no three.’’ He sounded very sure of his answer.
‘’A big family sounds nice,’’ You tell him.
‘’You think so? Doesn’t scare you away when I say that?’’ He asks fiddling with his hands.
‘’No not at all, plus it makes sense you’re an only child. Figures you’d want a big family.’’ You tell him.
He looked at you like he was shocked, he let out a sigh before he spoke. ‘’I never really thought of that, but it makes sense.’’
‘’I always do Harrington,’’ You say, taking your hand pushing on his arm gently. You glance up noticing Nancy and Robin talking, she was sawing her gun down it seemed like her conversation with Jason made her a little on edge. ‘’So you and Nancy?’’ You ask Steve.
He looked a little uncomfortable when you asked, ‘’What about us?’’ He asks and you give him an annoyed look, he knew what you were asking. ‘’I don’t know what's going on I’m just as confused as you.’’ He explains. ‘’I think apart of it is because Jonathan is halfway across the country.’’
You look down at the ground unsure of what to say, ‘’What if it’s not that?’’ He looks over to you, ‘’Would you do that again?’’ You ask him, it was practically eating you alive to know.
‘’I feel like a lot of things got left unresolved with us,’’ Is all he answers, ‘’Would it be wrong if I did?’’ He ask you.
‘’I mean it’s your love life Steve,’’ You point out. ‘’Why do you care what I think anyway?’’
Steve looked at you, his face looked like he was confused, ‘’I always care what you think Y/N,’’ He tells you.
You stand up and Steve looked to you as you did, ‘’Who knows what happens when we go in upside down Steve, you almost died earlier.’’ You say scrunching your face up at the thought, seeing Steve on the floor, those bats gnawing at his skin would forever be etched in your brain. ‘’Now is not the time to hold in emotions, if you care about someone you tell them.’’ You see Steve visually take a deep breath, he patted his hands on his jeans standing up next to you. You watched his eyes on Nancy as he took a hand patting your back walking over to her, Robin slowly made her way over to you.
‘’You okay?’’ She asks.
You watched Nancy smile at something Steve said and you shake your head turning to Robin. ‘’Never better,’’ You say, offering her a fake smile.
If only you could take your own advice.
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Steve was the first to go into the upside down, then Nancy followed of course. Then Robin and finally it was your turn, you grabbed onto the sheets pulling yourself up and finally felt yourself free falling, landing on your back knocking the wind out of you. Steve reached out a hand helping you up, as soon as you were on your feet you pulled your hand from his and he seemed distressed. ‘’You okay?’’ He says his hand is touching the side of your arm.
‘’We are currently upside down, how do you think I’m doing?’’ You say the sarcasm dripping from your voice.
‘’Right,’’ Steve says, a moment later a pile of weapons falls down landing on the mattress. You and Steve both turn looking down at it, you bend down grabbing as many as you could, taking yours and strapping it behind your back.
It was moments before you all split up, just as you walked out of the RV behind Dustin and Eddie that Steve stopped you. ‘’Hey listen, if things start to go south, I mean at all you abort.’’ His voice was serious, you glanced at Dustin knowing you had to do what you could to protect him, that if anything happened to him Steve would never forgive himself.
You hear snapping breaking you out of your thoughts, Steve looked at you, ‘’You hear me Y/N? No hero shit.’’ He emphasizes.
You walk closer to Steve staring him straight in the eye, ‘’Now do we look like heros to you?’’ You ask him to gesture to Dustin then Eddie.
‘’We are not heroes,’’ Eddie emphasized behind you, laughing.
You reach forward laying a hand on Steve's shoulder, ‘’Don’t worry Steve, you can be the hero.’’ You tell him. He gave a sort of half hearted grin but he still looked nervous as Hell.
His eyes lingered on your for a moment before he pulled away your hand dropping back to your side. Just as he turned around Eddie stepped out from behind you, ‘’Hey Steve?’’ He calls out. Steve turns around to look at him, ‘’Make him pay.’’
Steve nods, turning back around taking off with Nancy and Robin. ‘’We should go,’’ You tell both Eddie and Dustin. You all began walking off in the opposite direction, a few seconds had passed and you glanced back to look at Steve for more time, he had happened to be looking too. You shift your weapon on your back, turn around and walk backwards, you look at Steve and give him a salute from afar but it was too far for you to see his response back.
‘’Humor me Y/N,’’ Eddie tells you. ‘’How long have you been pining over Harrington?’’ He asks.
‘’What?’’ You ask him to turn around, noticing both Eddie and Dustin with an amused smile on their faces.
‘’At least since last year,’’ Dustin chimes in.
‘’Dustin!’’ You yell at him. ‘’You don’t know that!’’ You tell him.
‘’Do you not remember when you were on drugs last year?’’ He asks you to refer to the Russian Base underneath the mall. You had worked there with Steve and Robin last year and got wrapped into everything.
‘’Drugs?’’ Eddie says amused. ‘’You don’t take me for that kind of girl.’’ He smirks.
‘’I’m not!’’ You glare at Dustin, ‘’He left out key information, which was that I was unknowingly drugged by Russian Soldiers!’’ You say and Eddie's face looked bewildered.
‘’What?’’ Eddie says his voice seemed confused and amused at the same time.
‘’She totally confessed to being in love with Steve last year when she was on drugs,’’ He tells you.
‘’Why have you never told me this?’’ You ask him.
Dustin Shrugs his shoulders, ‘’Never came up,’’ He says simply.
You sigh and Eddie laughs, ‘’Is it really that obvious?’’ You ask tilting your head.
‘’Kind of I mean you practically lost it when he got pulled in the water,’’ He says. ‘’Why haven’t you said anything to him?’’
‘’Just never the right time, last year after the mall was just too much. And finally when things were calming down this happens.’’ You admit. ‘’And now Nancy is back and Steve has a soft spot when it comes to her, and I don’t know if I want to compete with Nancy.’’
‘’She was his first love,’’ Dustin chimes in.
‘’Thanks,’’ You pause. ‘’For that reminder Dustin,’’ He holds his hands up in defense.
‘’You should tell him,’’ Eddie says.
‘’If we make it out of here I just might,’’ You admit to him seeing the RV in the distance. ‘’Emphasis on the if,’’ You felt the nerves in your stomach getting worse by the minute and it was only going to get worse from here.
‘’Promise?’’ He says.
‘’What?’’
‘’Promise you’ll say something,’’ He says.
You look at him amused that he cared so much, ‘’Promise,’’ You say scrunching your eyebrows not questioning him as to why he cared.
When you got to the RV everything had seemed to speed up, you were waiting for the phase three signal from Robin. Dustin was supposed to tell you when Eddie was and Dustin were on top of the RV getting the Amp set up to broadcast the sound, you were down on the ground putting up more metal to help shield you when the bats came. Plus eventually you’d end up here anyway, that was the plan when the bats got closed you all were to use the RV as a way to shield yourself knowing they would come after you.
You hear Dustin from up above you, ‘’Copy, Initiating Phase three!’’ Dustin yells. Only a moment later you heard Eddie beginning to shred on the guitar, as the song went on you felt your heart practically pouding out of your chest. A flash of red lightning is what caught your attention seeing the silhouette of the bats getting closer.
‘’Dustin!’’ You yell, you could see him glance down at you from the top. You point with your finger at the bats showing him your plan was working, he looked through the binoculars and yelled to Eddie. You ran back to the inside of the cage surrounding the van your hand against the metal ready to close it when they finally came down. And the thirty seconds quickly turned into ten and Dustin and Eddie came barreling in as you slammed the cage shut just as the bats hit causing you to jump. ‘’Inside! Inside!’’ You scream at them following behind as they ran in the RV slamming the door shut.
You were all panting, your hands rested on your knees as you were bent over trying to catch your breath, ‘’Dude!’’ Dustin calls out gaining your attention, ‘’Most metal ever!’’ He says and Eddie and him begin jumping upside down, you look at them both laughing.
‘’That was pretty amazing Eddie,’’ You tell him.
‘’Best concert I’ll ever go to,’’ He laughs as you tell him. Dustin and Eddie look to one another and begin yelling, jumping up and down shaking the van even more than it already was from the bats outside.
It didn’t take long after that for you all to figure out you were surrounded, the screeching was getting louder meaning more and more were around you. They were banging up against the metal, all three of you stood back to back with your weapon in your hand as you all just waited for them to break through.
That was when it got quiet.
‘’Hey dipshits!’’ Dustin screams.
You took a deep breath as he yelled, ‘’Dustin!’’ You whispered.
‘’Give up that easy huh?’’ Dustin screams even lounder.
Both you and Eddie shush him, ‘’Is that really necessary?’’ Eddie asks.
The clattering from above you stopped any conversation. You looked up hearing the metal above you being scraped, ‘’Eddie they can’t get in right?’’ You ask him warily, all of you followed the sound above ending up under a vent. ‘’Eddie?’’ You ask him after no response
You screamed when the bats broke through the vent, the panic rising in your chest. You lifted your weapon moving in close with Dustin taking turns stabbing the bats trying to get in. “Die! Die, Die!” Dustin screams everytime he stabs them.
“Eddie!” You yell. “Eddie help!” You yell in a panic.
A second later you feel Eddie pushing you back slightly, “Get out of the way! Get out of the way!” He yells the shield he made earlier in his hand. He runs directly at the vent slamming it over top of him stopping the bats. Dustin falls back leaning against something a deep breath falls from his lips.
“Holy shit, Holy shit,” Eddie keeps repeating.
You felt yourself relax but it was only for a short moment, until Dustin spoke. “Are there other vents?”
The look on Eddie’s face told you there was, “shit, shit, shit!” He kept muttering. Everyone moves with him running to the back of the RV where Eddie’s bedroom was and as soon as he swung the door open the bats came flying toward you ready to attack. “Shit!” He screams along with you and Dustin pushing you both back behind the door slamming it shut. Immediately after he shut the door the wood began to break, you knew it wouldn’t hold long.
‘’Shit, shit, shit,’’ You mutter, also hearing similar words from both Dustin and Eddie. ‘’What do we do?’’ You yell over the bats pounding into the door, ‘’That’s not gonna hold long!’’ You yell at them.
‘’Let’s go! Let’s go!’’ Eddie screams.
You turn to Dusin who already had his hands on the sheets, you help him by holding his foot in your hand giving him something to push off as he climbs through the gate. ‘’Eddie, go!’’ You yell at him as Dustin goes through the gate.
You were the oldest making sure everyone got through before you was important, ‘’You first!’’ He tells you.
‘’Eddie, go!’’ You yell trying to plead with him.
‘’We don’t have time to argue go!’’ He yells at you holding his hand out for your foot. He was right there was no time to argue the door was breaking further by the second. You lift your leg putting your foot in his hand and he helps give you a push up at you grab onto the sheet pulling up as fast as you could. You landed on your back, Dustin held his hand out pulling you up so Eddie had a place to land.
You finally got to your feet looking down at the gate seeing Eddie starting to climb, he was about halfway up when he paused. ‘’Eddie! Come on!’’ You scream down at him, Dustin doing the same next to you. ‘’Come on!’’ You yell at him.
Eddie seemed to have some sort of realization on his face as he looked up at both you and Dusitn. ‘’Eddie climb!’’ You yell at him. You got down on your knees peering down at him as he glanced back at the door.
Eddie let go of the sheet a moment later and you and Dustin screamed, ‘’Eddie what the Hell?’’ You yell down at him. He picked up his spear and cut the sheet and it dropped into Dustin's hand.‘’Eddie! No! What are you doing?’’
He picked up the mattress and began flipping it out of the way, no doubt so you and Dustin couldn’t follow in pursuit. ‘’No! No! Eddie!’’ Dustin was screaming next to you.
‘’What are you doing Eddie?’’
‘’I’m buying more time,’’ Is all he says. Grabbing his shield and the spear, he ran off after that.
You watched Dustin next to you with his hands on his head in distress, ‘’Oh god,’’ He says to himself.
You looked around panicked and unsure of what to do, you couldn’t let Eddie go alone. Think, think, think. ‘’Dustin, I am going to get him and bring his ass back here.’’ You tell him. You grab the chair laying a few feet away, putting it just under the gate.
‘’Y/N let me go!’’ Dustin yells at you as you brace yourself for a run. You were a few feet down the hallway you knew a running start would help you.
‘’No,’’ You tell him sternly. ‘’You stay here, do not follow me Dustin, and when you can radio Steve.’’ You instruct him. You took a deep breath ignoring the rest of Dustin's pleads to get you to stay and him to go.
You took off running and as soon as your feet got to the chair you jumped, you went through the gate and landed on your arm. You screamed in pain when you landed, ‘’Y/N? Y/N? What happened?’’ You can hear Dustin yelling.
When you finally got over the immediate wave of pain you pushed yourself up with your opposite hand looking down you could see your hand was visible disformed at the wrist, you had broken it. ‘’I’m fine Dustin,’’ You call up to him though your voice says otherwise. ‘’Radio Steve when you can!’’ You tell him through your tears, the pain was terrible, but you had no time to wait around Eddie was in trouble.
After that you walked out of the RV, Eddie couldn’t be too far ahead from you. You looked around the area when you got outside noticing the bike was missing that had been there previously. ‘’Dammit,’’ You mutter to yourself. You heard a loud noise come from inside the RV one similar to when you had come down. When you peered in the door you saw Dustin laying on the ground his face grimaced in pain as he held his leg.
‘’Dustin!’’ You yell running toward him. ‘’I told you to stay!’’ He must’ve landed on it. ‘’Are you okay?’’ You ask him.
‘’I landed on it.’’ He tells you through the tears in his eyes.
‘’Can you walk?’’
He nods his head, you reach down grabbing his hand with your good arm helping him off the floor but he puts no pressure on his leg. ‘’Go ahead without me,’’ He tells you. You reach over grabbing what looked like a broom handing it to him so he could use it to help walk.
You didn’t wait another second; you practically ran out the door glancing around for the bats in the sky. The red lightning illuminated the bats and you saw they were swarming in a circle which couldn’t be good at all. You looked back Dustin was only a few feet behind you hobbling toward you, you quickened your pace running over toward the bats not giving yourself long enough to debate if it was a good or bad idea.
When you finally got there all of the bats had dropped from the sky as if some invisible force had killed them. You saw Eddie laying on the floor, all the bats surrounded him. You ran as fast as you could landing on your knees in front of him. The blood was coming from his mouth, you knew that was not a good sign.
‘’Eddie? Eddie?’’ You say taking your good hand touching his cheek, tapping it lightly, ‘’Hey come on you need to look at me,’’ You forced a smile at him with the tears forming in your eyes at his state. ‘’You’re okay, you’re okay.’’ You kept repeating.
A moment later Dustin dropped onto his hands carefully getting on the ground with you, he pulled Eddie’s head so it was resting on his leg, ‘’Oh god Eddie,’’ He said examining him, there was blood all over him.
‘’Dustin,’’ You say still trying to hold back your tears but he just kept his eyes on Eddie, ‘’Dustin I am gonna try and find something maybe we can stop the bleeding,’’ You tell him. He doesn’t seem to pay attention so you raise off the ground and start running back toward the RV once again, the sheet in there that could stop the bleeding right?
You ran as fast as you could to the RV still cradling your arm to your chest, you finally made your way back running inside. The sheet was already on the floor so you quickly picked it up running back out of the RV toward Eddie and Dustin, that was when the ground began to shake. You felt the ground shaking and immediately tripped but caught yourself. The loud noise behind you caught your attention and you watched as the gate that was once inside the RV had broken out and it just kept expanding straight ahead, luckily it was opposite of where Dustin was.
The ground shaking was making it hard to walk but you got back to Dustin as fast as you could, you noticed when he came into view that he stood above where Eddie had previously laid on his leg, Eddie laid on the ground shaking with the earth but he wasn’t moving. ‘’Dustin?’’ You yell out at him gaining his attention. When you got close enough you noticed the tears were streaming down his face, ‘’He didn’t-?’’ You couldn’t finish the sentence.
He shook his head before you could finish anyway, ‘’What do we do?’’ He asked and you could clearly hear how emotional he was.
‘’I don’t know-’’ You say glancing around, ‘’I don’t know!’’ You say. ‘’Did you radio Steve? We need to call Steve - Nancy, Nancy will know what to do.’’ You tell him feeling distressed.
‘’I did,’’ He tells you. ‘’No response, from him or anyone else.’’ He tells you.
And it seemed like someone, somewhere was looking out for you and Dustin because only a moment later you heard a voice sounding just a stressed as you felt coming through.
“Y/N! Dustin?” You hear coming from the radio, it was the sweetest sound you had ever heard.
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‘’Y/N!’’ You hear your mom call from downstairs, ‘’Phone!’’
‘’Busy,’’ You yell, staring up at the ceiling, not busy at all in fact.
You hear footsteps coming up the stairs and you pull yourself up from the bed resting on your elbows anticipating her opening the door. She swings the door open a moment later, ‘’It’s Steve,’’ She pauses, ‘’Again.’’ You sigh. ‘’He really wants to talk to you honey, he’s probably just worried.’’
‘’Are you going to work?’’ You ask, noticing her scrub uniform.
‘’Yep, lots of shortages. Lots of people packed up and left, I don’t blame them if we had the money we would too.’’ She tells you. ‘’Do you need anything before I leave? Need any more medicine for your arm?’’ She asks and you glance down at the cast.
‘’I’m good,’’ You tell her. ‘’Love you,’’ You tell her before she leaves. Your mom worked as a nurse at the hospital when you finally got out of the upside down you went straight to her and she was pretty much able to help you get in to get your arm that same night although your injuries were nothing compared to some peoples.
A few hours later you were down in the kitchen making a frozen pizza, a little bit after the pizza went in the doorbell rang. You began walking toward the front door when the person decided to knock persistently, ‘’I’m coming!’’ You yell, shaking your head slightly annoyed.
When you pulled the door open Steve Harrington stood in front of you hands in his pockets. You looked at him in shock for a moment which gave him the perfect opportunity to slip in the house, ‘’Can I come in?’’ He asks, already walking through the door.
‘’Sure come on in,’’ You say sarcastically, shutting the door behind you. ‘’What are you doing here?’’ You ask him.
He puts one hand on his hip resting it there, ‘’Well you don’t return calls and it’s been three days.’’ He tells you. ‘’Why are you ignoring me?’’ He asks.
You sigh, ‘’I just needed some time to myself…a lot,’’ You say your eyes are focusing on a single spot on the floor, ‘’A lot happened.’’ You tell him.
‘’I know it did,’’ He says, stepping forward. ‘’Are you okay?’’ He asks.
You shrug your shoulders, ‘’I mean yeah,’’ You tell him but you can tell in your voice that you were about to break.
‘’Hey,’’ Steve says gently, pulling you into a hug, your hands wrapped around his torso as he rests his head on top of yours. ‘’You’re okay now,’’ He tells you.
‘’We just left him Steve,’’ You sob.
You could feel him pull you in closer if that was possible, ‘’We had to get out, and there was no way we could carry him out.’’ He says rubbing comforting circles on your back with his hand.
‘’His uncle-He-He is putting up missing flyers for him.’’ You try to get out your crying not letting you get out a sentence without having to take a deep breath. ‘’My mom she told me they’re all over the hospital.’’
Steve pulls back from you, ‘’Come on,’’ He says walking you to the couch sitting down with you, he still had his arm around you and you curled your body up so it rested on him. ‘’We did what we could, what we had to do.’’ He tries to tell you. ‘’And that doesn’t make what happened any easier but we have to think about what could've happened had we not gotten out when we did. Someone else could’ve been hurt, then what would we have done?’’ He asks you.
‘’It just feels wrong,’’ You tell him. You push yourself up looking at him, ‘’How is Dustin?’’ You ask, realizing you hadn’t talked to him since you got home.
‘’He’s rough,’’ He admits. ‘’But managing.’’
You didn’t say anything after that, you just both sat in silence. An hour or so later your head was in his lap and he was tracing circles on your shoulder as you stared up at the ceiling. ‘’Thanks for coming over,’’ You tell him.
He looks down at you, ‘’This is the only way I could talk to you,’’ He says and you smile sheepishly at him.
‘’Steve?’’ You ask. He hums in response, ‘’I don’t know what happened with you and Nancy and I made a promise I would do this, and I really want to keep it.’’ You start to ramble and Steve looks at you intently. ‘’And I'm just gonna come out and say it instead of beating around the bush-’’ You continue.
‘’Y/N,’’ Steve interrupted you, ‘’Just say it.’’
‘’I’m in love with you, and not in the way best friends love each other.’’ You say watching his eyes widen a bit looking at you as if he was shocked. ‘’And I have been for a while..’’ You pause, not really sure how he was feeling.
‘’You are?’’ He asks. ‘’Since when?’’ He asks.
‘’Since last year,’’ You tell him, ‘’When you got the job at scoops and I was training you I had a crush and we’ve hung out a lot more since and yeah,’’ You explain to him. ‘’And I just-,’’ You pause feeling emotional from the confession. ‘’I just had to tell you, I promised Eddie I would.’’
He glanced up when you mentioned Eddie his facial expressions looked shocked like he didn’t know what to say. “I just had to tell you and if you don’t feel the same-“ You began to say but your were cut short when you felt his hand come up to your cheek he was staring at you not saying a word.
“Steve?” You say breathless from his touch.
He doesn’t say anything instead he leans in his lips touching yours. He was slow with it and delicate, his hand gently resting on your cheek. “I never wanted to ruin anything,” He says when he pulls away. “Last year I realized I felt the same, and then now when we were upside down all I could think was is Y/N safe? That's when I knew.”
He paused for a moment, “And then I heard Dustin on the radio and he was begging us to come and I felt like I couldn’t breathe because he was so vague I thought something happened to you,” He tells you.
You reach your hand up putting it over the one that was on your cheek, “And then I saw you and your hand,” He glances down to the cast.
“I was fine,” You say, offering him a smile, “I was just waiting for you,” You admit. “You always keep me waiting, Harrington,” He smiles.
He leans in kissing you again, “No more waiting around, I’m right here.” He tells you.
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Thanks for reading! apologies for any mistakes i’m on my phone writing! Let me know how you liked it!
I have like 5 other fics im working on rn so just wanted to post something but Request are open still!
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Question bc I’m curious; how would you rate each ninja out of ten based on how much you like them (ngl I’m just curious as to how low Kai is pfffft)
oh why would you do this to me cat ...
nya - 10/10 but confession time when i was a kid i hated nya ... i thought she was stupid for always getting captured despite being such a skilled fighter... forgive me hunny ..
cole - 7/10 I love him but theres not much to him character-wise . hes soft and sweet and kind and hes so helpful but man he was really just there and doing nothing for a long time huh.
lloyd - 10/10 hes lloyd cmon i love him
zane - 6/10 hes never been a personal fav lol but he is growing on me
jay - 4/10 i cannot stand him
arin - 10/10 hes the best boy ever i wanna take him to brunch and help him with homework
sora - 10/10 shes the best girl ever i want her to kill the government
wyldfyre - 9/10 shes awesome !
lil nelson - 10/10 hes just a little guy !
dareth - 4/10 season 6 made me realize like damn ...
skylor - 10/10 shes skylor cmon neow .
ok i think thats everyone i dont think i missed anyone important.
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Ships in The Vampire Diaries that make absolutely no sense and shouldn't have happened:
1. Elena and Damon - Julie Plec, what were you smoking when you decided to make them a couple? Damon killed Elena's brother, abused one of her best friends, almost killed her other best friend, attempted to kill her multiple times, and nearly caused her to become a vampire by forcing his blood down her throat. Julie literally had to change Elena's personality in the later seasons because she knows that it would be totally out of character for her to fall in love with Damon. Elena and Damon have one of the most toxic relationships on the show, and I am so mad that they ended up presumably getting married and having children after the show ended.
2. Caroline and Matt - Matt was still in love with Elena and constantly compared Caroline to Elena. I'm not blaming Elena because it wasn't her fault that her ex-boyfriend was still not over here even though they've been broken up for MONTHS and she was in a committed and happy relationship with another guy. Matt was also a hypocrite. The reason he broke up with Caroline was because she's a vampire, but in the third season, he becomes attracted to Rebekah, who is also vampire. So, he never actually liked Caroline and just needed an excuse to break up with her.
3. Bonnie and Jeremy - I love Bonnie and Jeremy. They're amazing characters (more so the former), but I DESPISED their relationship. It just sorta came out of nowhere. They had cute moments, but I just wasn't feeling it. And then the writers had Jeremy cheat on Bonnie with Anna, who'd been dead since the first season. Like, why? Why couldn't the writers just allow Bonnie to be happy? And then they got back together briefly, and I was like, 'Bonnie, girl, did Grams not teach you anything about self-worth and self-love?' So, yeah, that ship shouldn't have existed.
4. Elena and Klaus - So, I don't understand this ship at all, but lots of TVD fans love the idea of this relationship happening. Elena and Klaus wouldn't have fallen in love with each other. Yeah, the actors had amazing chemistry, but the relationship their characters would have had wouldn't have made any sense. Elena murdered Klaus' brother and attempted to kill him and his siblings. Klaus murdered Elena's aunt, killed her, used her as a human blood bag, terrorized her and her friends, and was partially responsible for her brother becoming a hunter. Their relationship (if it had happened) would've been more toxic than Delena.
5. Caroline and Klaus - I never understood this ship. Klaus falling in love with a baby vampire? Huh? He's been alive for over a thousand years. You're telling me he's never encountered another baby vampire with blonde hair and blue eyes and who has a similar personality to Caroline? And the writers dumbed Klaus down in the third season by having him constantly fall for Caroline's tricks. He was so smart in the second season, and his intelligence, cleverness, and ruthlessness made him so scary. In the third and fourth seasons, he's showing remorse to Caroline, a girl who has attempted to kill him and his family multiple times, a girl he hasn't known for very long but seems to be so obsessed with for literally no reason. I just wished the writers could have given a reason for Klaus' interest in Caroline. What made her so appealing to him? What caused him to 'fall in love' with her? Don't give me that 'you're beautiful, you're full of light' crap.
6. Elena and Tyler - Uh... no? Elena and Tyler are friends. Just friends.
7. Bonnie and Kol - I like the idea of this ship. Bonnie is a witch, and it's been confirmed in both The Vampire Diaries and The Originals that Kol loves witches because he'd been one just before his mother turned him into a vampire. But Bonnie and Kol have never really interacted. Their only interaction was a 5-second glance in the hallway. But I love reading fanfictions about them, though.
8. Klaus and Hayley - No. Klaus and Hayley had a one night stand, and if it wasn't for Hope, they'd never speak to each other again. Klaus and Hayley initially disliked one another during the first season of The Originals, but towards the end of the series, they have become family, best friends, and incredible co-parents. Klaus and Hayley love each other, not romantically, but platonically. And that is a better relationship than a romantic one. I guess The Originals taught a lot of people that just because two people have a child together doesn't mean they have to end up with that person. Klaus 'fell in love' with Camille, and Hayley fell in love with Elijah.
9. Klaus and Camille - Doesn't make any sense. At least Caroline was a vampire when Klaus met her. Camille is a human, and Klaus has said it himself that he doesn't really care about humans. So, his relationship with Camille came out of nowhere. I don't see Camille as a carbon copy of Caroline because the characters are different besides their blonde hair and their names having the same first two letters. I just don't understand the appeal.
10. Hope and Lizzie - Hope and Lizzie have a great rivalry and friendship, but Lizzie isn't in love with Hope. Many fans like to point out that the reason Lizzie is sired to Hope is because she had feelings for her while she was a siphoner witch, but those same fans have never watched the last season of The Originals because it was explained that any person Hope turns with her blood will be sired to her. She's the daughter of the original hybrid, after all. And Josie was the one who had a crush on Hope. She even admitted it in an episode to Hope, so...
11. Caroline and Damon - No. God, no. I don't even have to explain why this doesn't make any sense.
12. Rebekah and Matt - Rebekah was infatuated with Matt, but she was never actually in love with him. Rebekah has always wanted to be human and have a normal life for centuries, and she meets Matt, who is the only human in the Mystic Falls gang. She becomes infatuated with him and the idea of normalcy. If Rebekah was truly in love with Matt, she wouldn't have caused his car to drive off of Wickery Bridge with both Matt and Elena inside the vehicle. She'd hesitate and have second thoughts. After she sleeps with him, she never talks about him again and moves on quickly to Marcel, which brings me to the final ship on my list.
13. Rebekah and Marcel - I don't care if the two aren't blood related and that Klaus didn't actually adopt Marcel. Rebekah met him when he was 10 years old and watched him grow up. If Marcel was like a son to Klaus, then I understand why he was so against their relationship. It almost seems like Rebekah was grooming Marcel, and that is just so fucked up and creepy.
14. Stefan and Caroline - I lied. This is the actual last ship I'll discuss. Stefan and Caroline had an amazing platonic relationship. She reminded him of Lexi, which almost brought tears to my eyes. But then Julie Plec had to fuck all of that up and have Stefan and Caroline start dating, get married, only to have Stefan sacrifice himself for Elena. Like, what the actual fuck? Again, they should've just stayed friends.
15. Caroline and Alaric - I lied again. This is the last ship, I promise! Caroline was Alaric's student, and he was like a father figure to Elena and Jeremy. Her becoming pregnant with his children was already weird, but to have them be in a relationship is just disgusting. TVD fans have to remember that Alaric is not a vampire. Stefan and Damon are over a hundred years old, but they look physically young and have the mentality of the ages they were when they turned. For example, Stefan was turned at 17 and still thinks and acts like a teenager! Alaric is in his mid-40s or something, and Caroline was in her early 20s. That's not cool! And having her be in a relationship with Alaric for the sake of the twins is also fucked up because she's not in love with Alaric but is forcing herself to marry him for his children! No!
I'm done.
Damn. I love your opinions anon, this is certainly gonna be interesting.
Damon and Elena: they're a popular ship, I'll give them that, but they're totally an ick for me. Damon killed her brother just because he thought she didn't love him any longer, and he smiled while hearing her cry about it. Not to talk about the fact that he spend three seasons trying to get her to fall in love with him, and once she did, it was in the most disgusting way ever: he literally took advantage of the fact that Stefan was away saving the three of them, to try to make his vulnerable ex girlfriend love him. It's disgusting, and Elena deserved better.
Matt and Caroline: to this day, I still don't know how the hell he managed to pull the most gorgeous girls ever: like seriously, Rebekah, Nadia and Caroline? But yeah, Matt was clearly not over Elena which just made Caroline's insecurities worse. He def shouldn't have dated her at all, seeing he was still hung up in his ex girlfriend.
Jeremy and Bonnie: Jeremy made me so fucking mad by cheating on Bonnie with a literal ghost. Their relationship came out of nowhere, and it was weird as hell. He was still in love with Anna and Bonnie deserved a lot better than him. The way they had them be back together for like two episodes I think was so weird. The writers hatred towards Bonnie is just disgusting.
Klaus and Elena: I actually do see where the shippers are coming from with this ship, even if they realistically wouldn't have lasted at all. He was once in love with Tatia, and I do headcanon he fucked Katherine to make her like him back in her human ages because it would be in character for him, so I can picture him trying to seduce Elena or something similar out of boredom or to spit someone and etc. Fairytale Ending by @livlepretre kinda touches this, and it's a really good dark romance book so I recommend it to everyone!
Klaus and Caroline: eww. This shouldn't even be considered a ship: Caroline said she was terrified of him and was never herself when spending time together, and Klaus literally started obsessing over her out of nowhere. Their dynamic reminds me of that one line Rebekah said to Caroline "I'm only interested in yours (life). Your spunk, your popularity. Maybe even your boyfriend". Klaus having a crush on Caroline was just his way of spiting Tyler. They wouldn't have worked at all.
Tyler and Elena: I wasn't even aware they were a ship.
Bonnie and Kol: I actually like them both, even if I'm more of a klonnie fan myself. Kol would have treated her a thousand times better than any of her ex lovers and with his love for witches, they would have made a great couple.
Klaus and Hayley: Klaus would have without a doubt killed Hayley if she hadn't become Hope's mother. They're family and best friends, but that's all. They do have sexual tension sometimes, but Joseph and Phoebe have chemistry with almost every person on set so.
Klaus and Cami: I do agree that Klaus falling in love with a human is strange, but not totally. His relationship with Camille was toxic at its beginning, and then the famous forced proximity trope became canon for them. Then he fell in love with her, sending her away for her own safety and etc. Like Cami said, Klaus only spend time with immortals to avoid grief, but he was in a sense forced to spend time with her for having her write his memories and he ended up falling for her and etc, but I do get your point.
Hope and Lizzie: People get so obssesed over Lizzie saying a platonic "I love you" to Hope and over hosie canonically liking each other for like a week in their childhoods. I don't think any of those ships could have worked out, if I'm being honest: Hope loved Landon and the girls had their own love problems.
Damon and Caroline: this is... actually a thing??? Wtf.
Matt and Rebekah: yep, Bex couldn't have cared less about him. Matt was everything she couldn't be any longer: human, happy, with mortal preoccupations and able to procreate. But once she slept with him, she literally left him in the dust and never even bothered to call (Klaus and Caroline I'm opposite gender lmao).
Marcel and Rebekah: Charles and Claire had amazing chemistry, but the ship is a big no. Rebekah groomed him, and she was throwing tantrums 24/7 about Marcel loving New Orleans more as if she didn't fall in love with Stefan two years later after his supposed death and well, she saw him grow up and still was attracted to him. This is the only time Klaus was right for daggering her, outside his own reasons.
Stefan and Caroline: I do think it was clear/obvious in the writers plan they were gonna make steroline a couple at some point, but not make them endgame. If I'm not wrong, because people love lying in this fandom, stelena was gonna be endgame but Nina left and etc, so they couldn't do what they wanted and instead steroline and delena were the remaining couples. I can't really tell you what I think of this ship, as I haven't rewatched tvd outside s3/s4 since 2018. But it is pretty funny to me that Stefan died to get out of his relationship, as some people say.
Caroline and Alaric: this is just a big no. Caroline was basically forced to carry his kids, she was turned into a walking incubator without her consent and then Alaric acted as if he did all the job, as if she hadn't raised and loved the twins as if they were her own flesh and blood. And he was literally her teacher once, so just no. They are a complete ick.
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You should see me in a crown - Chapter 3 (Y/N Grimes/Negan Smith)
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A/n: Hi, this is my second story ever and I wrote it like 5 years ago but was too scared to post it lol so if you could give any feedback that would be much appreciated! I have more chapters to this so if you want ‘em ya gotta let me know! Y/N is like 20 in this and Negan is whatever age he is in season 7 so if that’s too much of an age gap please turn back!
Warnings: 18+ smut dn interact if not 18+ afab!you, daddy kink, kissing, age difference, abusive!Rick Grimes, protective Negan,
Summary: Negan and Y/N ride to The Sanctuary.
After grabbing a shirt and a few other things to take with me, Negan invites me into the passenger’s seat of the truck and he gets behind the wheel as the other men sit in the back, separated from us. This is truly the fucking craziest thing I’ve ever done — including trying to kill Negan the other day. But I don’t care. I’m sick of putting everyone else first. Negan pushes a CD into the player on the dashboard and AC/DC’s “Highway to Hell” starts playing. 
“You’re so cliché,” I tell him with a smirk. 
I haven’t thought about music in so long...
“ Excuse me?” Negan snorts, clearly amused, putting down Lucille next to him securely and hitting the gas. “Me? Cliché? I’m one-hundred-percent genuine, original, motherfucking badass! And don’t you fucking forget it, kid.”
“Yeah, leather jackets and heavy metal. Really groundbreaking,” I smirk as the wind starts blowing through the flyaway hairs around my face that didn’t quite make it into my ponytail. 
“You are such a little shit,” he growls fondly, jostling my shoulder playfully and my heart flutters, as he keeps one hand on the wheel. I wanna touch him too. It’s like we can’t keep our hands off each other. “Like you’re the soul of originality anyway, huh? Mrs. Daddy-issues, falling for the big bad boy in the leather fucking jacket.”
“Got me there, bad boy,” I shrug, grinning. I lean over and kiss him on the cheek and rub my fingers through his hair, messing it up a little. It’s almost insane how comfortable I feel around him now. His stubble scratches against my lips. It was kind of an impulsive move, but he seems to have liked it. His ears go a little red. I count making him flush anywhere as a personal victory. He looks at me like I’m too sweet as I pull away, a little embarrassed, and he rolls his eyes.
“And I’ll have you know,” he tells me, poking me in the ribs for emphasis, smiling with his eyes, getting back to business. “That my silhouette is fucking iconic, okay? That’s how you know you’re fucking original, right? If you can tell who someone is just from behind? Like with movie characters and shit! You see me from the back, holding my baby Lucille, and there ain’t nobody for goddamn miles around who doesn’t know who the fuck I am and what I can do. But most importantly,” he says, his voice getting deeper, his big hand suddenly squeezing down around my thigh and I gasp in surprise. “Is that there is nobody out there as goddamn, motherfucking bad as me .”
The way he says that makes me giggle, but also tremble a little. It doesn’t help when he starts to rub up and down the inside of my leg. I inhale, trying to calm myself down. It feels so good. 
“Yeah, okay...” I nod, trying to keep my cool, but it’s really hard and I think he knows it as I try not to squirm. “Except I don’t even havta see Lucille,” I snicker, thinking about it, trying not to moan as his big hand moves farther up my thigh. God, I am desperate! “I can just tell by how far back you lean. How do you even do that shit anyway? Like you’re not exactly young and spry anymore, old man. And that’s some true acrobat shit,” I am full-out laughing now until Negan starts to rub over my cunt through my pants. Then I get quiet real fast and he smiles big in a kinda dark way I think is so hot. Fuck, I’m really wet now and my breathing starts to get a lot heavier. I’m such a sucker. The hairs on my neck stand up on end. And then his hand moves over just the right place and I let out a little moan involuntarily. I cover my mouth in surprise.
He chuckles like he owns me, his voice low, in complete amusement. And I’m totally fucked because he so does.
“Something funny, sweetheart?” he asks innocently, his hand disappearing under my jeans, rough fingers trailing over my underwear. And I am squirming for him to do more. God, it feels good how he’s moving against me, and my pussy clenches in excitement as I move against him, but it’s not quite enough! My heart beats so fast. I try not to rut into his big hand greedily. “Always so fucking wet for me, huh, honey?” he asks softly in my ear. I fucking tremble . “Christ, baby girl,” he smirks, seeing how worked up I’m getting. I look over and see the large bulge in his jeans and want to point out that he seems pretty affected too, but the pleasure — it’s too much.
“Please, Daddy,” I whine, surprising myself, my cheeks flush pink as I try to arch my hips into his hand. “ Please.”
God, I’m so fucking needy!
But instead of laughing, Negan just groans quietly in response, staring at me hungrily and for a second I’m sure he’s gonna pull over and fuck me right there on the side of the road, hard, and my heart races. But then he takes his hand away, with a huge amount of self-restraint, sighing, and I groan in frustration. He smiles wide at the control he has over me in the situation. 
“Nah. I don’t think so,” He shrugs, smirking infuriatingly. “You get to cum when I fucking say you can. You ought to know that by now, darlin’. And we’ve got somewhere to be. But God, you are such a fucking good little slutty tease for me,” he grins, slapping my thigh. “And fuck if I don’t I love it!” He reaches up to his parted lips and sucks on his glistening fingers that were rubbing against me a second ago. My eyes go wide, heat curling low in my belly. Ugh, I just wanna ride him! Even his fucking fingers. Whatever he’ll fucking give me honestly.
“Still fucking feel like making fun of me though?” he asks like a threat, his voice getting very low as he puts his hand back on my thigh, his words breaking me away from my thoughts. 
I shake my head demurely.
“N-no, Daddy,” I say even though I don’t really want to. 
“Good girl,” he nods, looking very satisfied. And I bask in the praise. But then he takes his hand away! Again!
And then I can’t help firing off my big mouth. And besides, maybe if I piss him off enough he’ll put it back since being good clearly didn’t get me any further...
“Hey, you know when you lean back like that, if I stood right behind you, do you think I could see your vertebrae disconnect?” I ask, trying not to laugh. “I mean really how do you do it?”
Negan rolls his eyes and slugs my arm half-heartedly, rubbing it before he takes his hand away, his tongue on his lips. But he’s smiling interestedly now, like he’s impressed with my persistence. 
“Hardy goddamn har. You are so fucking funny, kid, I’m rolling all over the goddamn floor. And here I was thinking you’d learnt your fucking lesson,” his voice lowers threateningly and I shiver. “Evidently not . But the lean? That’s a trade secret, baby.” His eyes light back up as he tells me. He licks his lips. “But you know,” he says. “Now that I think about it, I bet you can also tell it’s me from behind from how much time you spend staring at my ass .”
My face goes bright red. 
“Shut up!” I stammer, punching him back in the shoulder, hard. “Oh my god!” Am I really that obvious!?
Negan snickers.
“Hey, it’s no problem. I know it’s a nice ass and all —hell, my wives fucking kiss it all the time —but, Jesus, talk about thirsty… ” 
He’s snickering even more now at the mortified expression on my face. He’s so hot it’s hard to be pissed at how smug he is though.
“ Someone needs to get laid…” he snorts like he can read my thoughts. 
Well, whose fault is that!?
My face is bright pink, but I’m smiling too. I can’t help it. I still can’t believe this is happening. He isn’t wrong...
“Maybe you should do something about that,” I challenge, putting my hand on his warm denim-clad thigh. He’s not the only one who can play at this game. I mean, he’s still hard. I slide my hand closer to the large bulge and he sighs deeply in a way I’d like to hear again. “Maybe you need to, uh,” I channel every romance novel I’ve ever read. “Discipline me…” I suggest with a casual shrug. His eyes look amused, excited, and wanting. “You know, like teach me a lesson?” I try to clarify.
He laughs.
“Oh, baby, you know I—“
He’s about to say something sassy and sexy and promising I’m sure —I can tell by his face and the way he’s looking at me and the way my pussy throbs—but then his eyes wander and he notices my shoulder as we go over a bump in the road. 
“Hey, are you fucking dumb? Put your fucking seat belt on!” he barks suddenly.
“What!?” I stammer incredulously, snorting, literally so shocked that of all the things he could have said to interrupt me touching him, this is what he comes up with.
“You heard me!” he repeats like a pissed-off parent. Is he actually serious? “You are not fucking dying like that. Not on my watch. You’re way too smart and badass for that shit and you’ve got a whole fucking life ahead of you and I have big fucking plans for your cute little sorry ass.”
“What kinda plans?” I ask, getting on all fours and sticking my head out the window to egg him on. Is he trying to tease me? If he wants me to tease him, I will. The wind blows my hair everywhere as I look out onto the forest road, giving him a nice view of my ass. 
“I’m serious, Y/N!” Negan snaps, grabbing my ass that’s kinda sticking out towards him in the breeze and I blush. But he doesn’t even take the bait and try to play with me! He just yanks me back in and my ass slams back down into the seat. Boy, he’s strong. I sorta thought he’d spank me or something more fun. “You could get your motherfucking arms and head chopped off!” He shouts.
“Okay, fine, Dad !” I relent, shaking my head, sitting back down in a huff, crossing my arms over my chest. “Jesus, you did say my ass was cute and all…” I mumble a little sheepishly at the pissed-off look on his face in an attempt to explain myself. His face softens. “I was just tryna tease you...” But he was actually worried about me, the big sap! I hope those plans involve a lot of sex. But, like, I don’t think a single person has told me to put on a seatbelt since the apocalypse started. I guess it’s kinda nice that he cares. Jesus, who is this guy? My dad? The fucking safety patrol? A sex god? My personal temptation from Hell? And to think I would have killed him only a few fucking days ago! I reach for the buckle above my shoulder, but when I pull it down, it gets stuck halfway. I pull it again and the same thing happens.
“Jesus, kid, let me fucking do it why don’t you,” he growls, rolling his eyes, and reaches over and slams the metal down into the buckle, but I can see his eyes soften ever so slightly at the expression on my face. 
 “It’s broken!” I pout but cut myself off when I see he’s easily fixed the problem. 
“Broken, my ass. There. Honestly, what the fuck would you do without me, baby?” he smirks, adjusting the strap a little so I’m more comfortable. He looks like he’s enjoying feeling important and authoritative over me. Probably part of his goddamn savior complex he so perfectly laid out for me the other day...
“Alright, alright, I’m good,” I insist, my face a little red from embarrassment at not being able to fucking buckle my own self. “‘S not my fault you’re so fucking strong!” But I like the attention of him doting on me too much and I think he knows it. “Hey, Negan, though?” I ask suddenly, pulling on his shoulder, thinking of our impending arrival. “Hey, are your wives gonna be pissed at me?”
“Pissed? For not wearing a seatbelt? Fuck if I know!” he shrugs, rolling his hazel brown eyes, reaching up to adjust a mirror. “I try not to drive ‘em around too much honestly. Unless we end up fucking in the back. Or if they give me a handy while I’m driving,” he turns to me and winks. “Hell, if they blow me while we’re on the road, they sure as shit aren’t wearing theirs,” he grins devilishly.
“No. Fucking hell. Gross!” I roll my eyes. He smirks. “I mean about me being at the Sanctuary. Being with you. They won’t be pissed off about that?”
“Oh, I highly fucking doubt it,” he tells me with another shrug, rolling his eyes again. “They don’t much care who I fuck as long as they get to keep living the lavish-ass lifestyles they do.” He looks out at the road and not at me like maybe that pisses him off a little. But the look is gone as soon as it came. “Why? You know I’m the boss around there, baby,” he smirks, turning back to me, cocky and confident as ever. “You don’t have shit to worry about on that end.”
“Oh...uh, no reason,” I say quickly, my cheeks turning pink again. “It’s just, —I dunno —if I was your wife, I guess I wouldn’t wanna share you is all,” I shrug.
Sound more pathetic, I dare you!! I think to myself as soon as the words have left my mouth. I shouldn’t have said that out loud, but when I look up he’s actually smiling at me. And it’s not a smirk. It’s a real smile. He looks genuinely pleased. 
“Aw, you are such a fucking sweetheart, aren’t you?” he tells me, as he reaches out and pinches my cheek. I yelp and smack his hand away. And then he’s laughing, but I think he actually looks a little touched. “You are a fucking sassy little shit with one helluva fire in your belly, but sweet and soft as shit nonetheless,” he says fondly, looking me over. “It’s a fucking wonder you’ve survived this long...” he says over exaggeratedly, shaking his head and rolling his eyes, but he’s smiling big all the same. “Not too many people like that last in this shitshow…” he says after a moment a little more seriously, looking at me like he really sees me. 
“Guess you’re lucky you found me,” I grin.
“Guess I fucking am,” he agrees as he ruffles my hair and leans in and plants a playful kiss on my neck that turns into a bite and then a small, purple hickey as the wind from outside blows softly through my hair.
“So what the fuck kinda music do you like to listen to anyways ?” He muses. “And if you say that Justin Bieber shit I’ll throw you outta the goddamn car right here and now!”
a/n: FOR THE RECORD I don't hate Justin Bieber I just think that since the apocalypse happened in like 2010 he was a big thing then and that's the kind of thing Negan would say since he was a high school teacher he would have known his popularity, but all the beliebers can feel free to excoriate me in the comments if they so please. PLEASE leave comments or kudos if you want more I have a few more chapters. Do you like how things are progressing? Do you hate it? Let me know!!
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‼️LOKI SEASON 2 EP 4 SPOILERS‼️
I'm. what. what the fuck. what do I even say.
please if anyone noticed hints in the credits tell me cuz what the hell.
I was like "ok they won't kill Timely" AND THEN. HUH.
DUDE.
WHAT
man this episode was good
"we are gods" TEEHEE
also Mobius and Loki fighting over who's in the suit was so funny. I love them sm.
ALSO ALSO, when he was talking to Sylvie he was like "it's safe bc of Mobius........ and B-15" I swear he was probably only thinking of Mobius and then remembered B-15. He loves him so much hahaha (I'm delusional)
but no fr I'm loving their dynamic and I really do not see loki and Sylvie being a thing this time around.
last season they tried to make em all like cutesy and stuff but not this time, which I like as a Lokius shipper🫶💥 (no hate to sylki shippers tho you do you‼️^^)
I LOVED Loki and Sylvie using their magic🫶🫶🫶 their my bbgs.
the end of the episode was just. wtf. as I said in the beginning of the post. HE JUST IMMEDIATELY GOT SPAGHETTIFIED. LIKE. AHHH.
also what the hell is gonna happen next episode.
how are they gonna live. that thing just exploded. they're not gonna escape that
ALSO RAVONNA LITERALLY. KILLED THEM. ALL OF EM. uhhhhhh the noises in that scene made me feel SICK ☹️☹️☹️☹️
the ONE time I was just HOPING for a post credits scene we don't get one grrrrrr
how will I wait a week now.
ok that's it. I needed to rant a bit about this episode because I think I went through every emotion in existence.
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ALRIGHTYYYYY GOOD MORNING EVERYONE AND GOOD DAY! TODAY WE’LL BE REACTING TO
MONKIE KID SEASON 4 EPISODE T W O (2)
Now, I know all the episodes are all out, and I do have access to them, but because I am totally normal about this show I will be watching one ep a week over the next few weeks. I like squeezing every ounce of enjoyment of this show that I can so I shall be pacing myself or else I will lose my mind bG;LKAWMFEW;F
ALRIGHT OFC IF YOU HAVEN’T SEEN IT SPOILERS AHEAD, AND IF YOU HAVE, WARNING FOR KNOX ALL CAPS AS ALWAYS BGSDKFMWEF
HERE WE GO
SHOOT WAIT I JUST RECALLED WHAT THE FIRST EP WAS SCREEAAAMS
theme song nothing but good vibes, the best vibes, I’m… v excited for this
.
. . . . . ..
th
;-;
DBK laugh ;-;
hmbgbnk AYO??
OH MY HDDBGLSD;KFMDS
THE
THE OPENENINGDSF
THE WAY TO OPENGLSDKMF THE
AA AAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAA
I adore him
You guys I love this guy, look at everybody watching him laughbGLA;KWMEF PLS
(found an animation error, during the first shot monkey king’s tail is yellow and not the usual reddish brown)
SCREAMS ITS A FLASABCKGLS;DKFME
AA AAA
K
SO I KNEW THIS
WAS GONNA HAPPEN I DID
I DID ID DID  ISWEAR
AA
AAAA
aw the fruit n stuff looks so nice, I love the detail of it al being fruit pls
AAAAAAAAAAAA
MACAQUE
*FLIPS TABLE*
HECKING
THE WAY MONKEY KING’S SITTING ON HIS CHAIR PLS
SORRY I HAVENT’ EVEN
GOTTEN PAST THE SECOND SHOT PLS
I NEED TO APPRECIATE EVERYHTING ITS FAMILY DINNER GUYS /J /J /J
ITS THE BACHLOR DINNER
IT FEELS LIKE IT IS DBK MARRIED AT THIS POINT? HECK I DON’T KNOW IT VIEBS LIKE BACHLORS I’M STILL ON THE SAME FRAME SAVE ME NBLA;FKMAWEF
THAT LION FELLA LOOKS SKETCHY TO ME SORRYGBSDFLKMAWEF
B I G  M A N
B I G LADS ON ONE END OF THE TABLE AND SMOLS ON THE OTHER HUH GBSDF;LKAMF
I’M SORRY THE WAY MACAQUE AND WUKONG ARE SITTING P L S
WUKONG LOOKS LIKE HE’S ABOUT TO LEAP OUT OF HIS CHAIR AT ANY SECOND AND MACAQUE LOOKS LIKE A KID VISITING HIS MOM’S FRIENDS HOUSE FOR LUNCH PLS BGS;DFKMAW;OEFMAW;EF M
OKAY OKAY I GOTTA
PUSH PLAY AGAIN THIS
THIS SEASON IS GONNA KILL ME I’M SO READY
I’M OSRRY THIRD SHOT AND IT’S DBK’S SMILE I WILL CRY
BIRD’S LOOKING FUNNY SOMETHIGN ABOUT THAT POSE IS GETTING ME BGS;LKFMAWEF
TELL THEM WHAT YOUS AID NEXT HE’S LOOKING AT MONKEY KING PLS IS HE TELLING STORIES, PLS PLS GBDSL;FKMAWEF
.
you guys i’m going to cry the foot stomp ON THE TABLE, I ADORE THIS MONKEY Y’ALL I’M GONNA BGSLD;KFMAWOEI;FMAEF PLS, HE’S SO!!! AAAAA kay kay kay kay kay I HAD TO PAUSE ON THE TWANG OF THE MUSIC THERE BECAUISE PLS BGSA;DFKMAWE
hmbgdndlmf monke ;-;
HIS VOICE
THE BIG OL INHALE
YOU CAD
PLS HOW INVESTED AND THRILLED AND EXCITED DBK LOOKS
ELEPHANT MANS LOOKS PRETTY AMUSED TOO
MACAQUE DOES NOT BGS;LDFKMAWEF PLS
WHAT’S THE BIRDS NAME?? I’M SURE I’VE HEARD IT FROM SOMEBODY PENG??? OR SOMETHIG?? OKAY WELL BIRD FELLA LOOKING DOUBTFUL AS TO WHETHER OR NOT THIS STORY IS ACCURATEBGL;SAKMFAWEF
get urself a bro who looks at you like Dbk looks at Wukong fellas ;-;7
PLS
PLS WAIT THEY’RE ALL LOSING IT LAUGHING
PLS THEY’RE ALL LIKE TEARS IN THEIR EYES LAUGHING (no sign of macaque, its okay we know it’s cause he’s short /j /J /J I’M /J PLS BG;LSKFMA)
THE SWEEP THINGGBDLKMFAWE
GREAT SAGE EQUAL TO HEAVEEEEN
I AM
GOING TO CRY
I WILL CRY
MONKEY KING OUT
BANANA DROP
HIS FACE
THE THREE OF THEM LOSING IT LAUGHING
y’all young dbk actually has my soul this man is so boisterous LIKE FATHER LIKE SON I’M JUST SAYINGNSLD;FKMAEWF
Red son had to get his screeching from somewhere his mom doesn’t really talk that loudbG;LKAMWEF
SORRY OKAY YES YES, I AM ;-; this season is gonna destroy me i just know it bG;LKMAWEF
PLS I’M ONLY 54 SECONDS IN
.
I’m sorry elephant man you can keep taking in a second
Macaque.
Why
are you making
that face.
sir.
stop.
what is that
cEASE
OKAY LOOKING AWAY FROM MACAQUE MOMENT WHY IS HE SMILING QUIETLY LIKE I’LL THROW HIM INTO THE SUN
WE ARE MOVING ON LADIES AND GENTLEMEN AND PERSONS
BACK TO THE ELEPHANT MAN who has some nice eye markings, pink eyes? excellent work yes correct
pls
I need a second
I’m actually tearing up
“well i’m paraphrasing but- they’re calling it THE HAVOC IN HEAVEN” *HEAVY GUITAR MUSIC*
I’M IN PIECES
EXCELLENT VOICE ACTING FOR THAT HAVOC IN HEAVEN LINE SPICIFICALLY
I’M
I WILL CRYBGDFLKAMOE YOU GUYS I’M NORMAL ABOUT EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THESE CAHRACTERS ALREADY AS YOU CAN SEE
i am curious as to why the lion hasn’t spoken yet tho ig we’re only a minute in…I’MA JSUT PUSH PLAY AGAINGNSDL;KMFWE
BIRD
HITS HIM WITH  A CHAIR
i dunno why i just felt like it
MACAQUE THEME GBSDFKLAWEF
BRUH REALLY SPEAKKING
I DON’T KNWO WHY I WASN’T EXPECTNG THAT LEAVE ME ALONE I’M STILL THINKING ABOUT DBK LAUGHING SO MUCH
THE STARTLED LOOK FROM MACAQUE
WUKONG
WUKONG PLS BGSD;LKFMAWEF
MANS FR JUST LAYING ON THE TABLE
LOVE THIS GUY
i am gonna be here for so much longer than an hour aren’t i
WAILS LOUDLY
“CORRECTION!! WEEEEEE’RE GOING THROUGH WITH THIS”
LIKE ALWAYS
TWO MONKEY BROS GETTING INTO SOME CHEEKY MISCHIEF
THE WAY THAT LINE IS DELIVERED
THE GIGGLE AS HE SINKS OUT OF SCREEN THAT FACE IS HORRIFYING PLS BGSL;FKMWE
MACAQUE’S FACE THE WHOEL TIME I’M GONNGBDSFLKMAOIWEFM
PLS
MACAQUE BEING WORRIED
SCRREAAAAMS
SO WE’VE GOT
I SEE THE APPROACH THEY’RE TAKING OKAY
MACAQUE BEING THE ONLY SANE ONE HERE OKAYGBSDLFKMAWEFO;
NOPE YUP THEN WUKONG
YUP
THERE HE IS
I too lose braincells when surrounded by best bros :pensive_emoji:
PLS ITS THE FACT
HE’S DOING IT RIGHT IN FRONT OF DBK
BECAUSE OFC HE WILL DBK LAUGHS THE HARDEST
Y’ALL WUKONG JUST SEEMS TO REALLY LOVE MAKING HIS FRIENDS LAUGH I’M GONNA CRY
WHEEZING
OH OKAY
COWARDLY
IS THAT WHAT WE’RE CALLING SANITY THESE DAYS- /J /J
AWWW BIG BRAVADO BUNCH
again have you met a group full of 20 year old bros agreeing to do something ridiculous? yeah, the more of them there are the less braincells there will be and that is the vibe BGA;LKWMEFW THEY’RE JUST HYPING EACH OTHER UP PLS GBSDL;KFMAWEF  THIS IS SUCH A BAD THING TO HYPE UP BUT YOU KNOW WHAT GO OFF MY GUYS BGSD;FLKMWE
HMHM
AN UNEXPECTED TURN NGL
LION LAD HUH
BIG??
DBK SIR I THOUGHT YOU WERE TALKING ABOUT YOURSELF THAT MAN IS WAY SMALLER THAN YOUGBFG;ALKMFWE
the animation on DBK there tho 10/10
OH BRUH THEY ALL HYPING OVERTHROWING HEAVEN FR HUH??
INTERESTING APPROACH MONKIE KID, INTERESTING APPROACH
oh that voice actor tho
SHUT UUUUUP
SHUT UP WHAT IS THAT SPEECH
WHY IS HE LOOKING AT HIM LIKE THAT
FIRST OF ALL
I DON’T TRUST LIKE THAT
NO OFFENCE BUT ANYONE WHO HYPES UP MONKEY KING SPICIFICALLY GIVING HIM CREDIT LIKE THAT IS AUTOMATICALLY SUS IN MY EEYS BECAUSE NOBODY DOES THAT SO WHAT DOES HE WANT AND DOES HE JSUT WANT WUKONG TO TAKE THE FALL AND BE AT THE HEALM SO HE GETS THE BRUNT OF THE CONSEQUENCES
I’M SORRYYY I’M SUS OF THIS MAAAAN
THIS FEELS LIKE WHEN MACAQUE FIRST SHOWED UP
I’M SORRY IF I’M WRONG SIR YOU SEEM TOO BASHFUL AND GNEUINE TO BE TRUE
SUS
S U S
SUUUUUUSSSS
NOTHIGN BUT SUS
THIS MAN’S VIBES ARE OFF
HE SUS
I’VE WATCHED TOO MANY THINGS TO TRUST THIS LIEK THAT
I CAN’T EVEN CRY OVER THE FACT HE’S HYPING UP EVERYONE INTO SUPPORTING MONKEY KING LIKE THAT BECAUSE I’M TOO BUSY BEING SUSPICIOUS OF HIM PLSSSSS
them teef tho 10/10
THE IMMEDEATE AGREEMENT UHUH HOW HAPPY SWK LOOKS
I’M TELLING YOU GUYS THE LIONS SUS EVERYONE’S LAUGHING AND HIS EYES ARE ALL SHADOWED, HE’S AT THE END OF THE TABLE THAT LOOSK LIEK THERE’S LESS LIGHT I’M TELLING YOU MAN ITS HIM HE’S THE BAD GUY HERE I’MGBSD;LKFMAWEF
if i’m wrong dear lion i am so sorryHGSJDFKJL
HE SEEMS LIEK THE GUY TO HYPE BAD IDEAS AND PUT OTHER PEOPLE IN THE FRONT TELLING IT LIKE GIVING HTEM CREDIT WHEN IT’S REALLY TO SAVE HIS OWN SKIN AND MAKE OTHERS TAKE THE CONSEQUENCES
SU S
MACAQUE LOOKING SO ANNOYED BY THIS ANGY MONKEY MOMENT >:(
AND WUKONG NOTICING AND GOING DONT’ WORRY ABBOOUTTTT ITTTTTT
BUD
CALLED EM BUD EVEN BACK THEN
YOU KNOW THIS EXPLAINS MACAQUE’S SUPER MOCKING “BUD” WHEN WUKONG SHOWS UP TO SAVE MK IN THE MACAQUE EPISODE IT SURE DOES HIT HECK I’M GONN AHAVE TO GO BACK AND RE-WATCH ALL MACAQUE’S EPISODES AGAIN BECAUSE I GET THE FEELING STUFF WILL HIT HARDER AFTER THIS SEASON  
INHALES
WUKONG FR
BRUH FR
LIKE WE ALWAYS WANTED WHY AM I TAKING EMOTINAL DAMAGE FROM THIS
MACAQUES FACE
HE FR WANTS NOTHING MORE THAN TO DO JUST THAT
JUST CHILL AND VIBE WITH HIS FRIEND
SHAKES EVERYOEN AT THE TABLE
SCREAMS
WHATEVER YOU SAY WUKONG
dang tho the lion is actually pretty big i can see it in this last shot here Wukong and mac be TINY
THEY MONKEY UR HONOUR
HECK OKAY
WE’RE THREE MINUTES IN PLS BGS,;FKMAWEF
I’M GONNA BE HERE FOR SO LONG AREN’T I HECK BGSDKL;FME
NGL MAYBE BECAUSE I JUST MET THE OTHER THREE, BUT THE TRIO I CARE ABOTU THE MOST IS JUST MAC DBK AND WUKONG AND IF I HAD TO PICK A DUO I CARED ABOUT MOST I KNOW WE JUST GOT SOME INSANE WUKONG AND MACAQUE BUDS MOMENT BUT DBK AND WUKONG BRO-SHIP IS EVERYTHIGN TO ME RN Dbk edgy teen supporting his bro talking back to the principle fr bGL;KWMFEOWM
AA I’M JUST
SHAKES YOU
THEM
AAAAAA
THE WHOLE GROUP
THEYR’E SO
THEY ARE SO
ELEPHENT GUY’S VIBES ARE OKAY
BIRD IS… NOT THE BEST VIBES BUT LION IS BY FAR THE MOST SUS
ALL HE’S SAID IS THAT
AND OTHER THAN THAT HE’S JSUT SITTING THERE RESERVED
SUS
MEGA SUS
FR I’M CALLING IT NOW HE’S THE SEASONS VILLIAN
IF THAT’S HOW THIS WORKS
IF I’M WRONG I WILL GLADLY ACCPET IT
oh man the transition to
broken chairs
nobody even came to clean it up or take it away ;-;
SCREAAAMS
TAAAANGGGGG
TANG BUDDY
MAH MAN
MY DUDE
MATE
THE DRAMATIC MUSIC RIGHT MONKEY KING HAS BEEN DRAGGED INTO THE ABYSS OF INK AND YES GBSDF;LKMAW;EOF
dbk looking fly as always so true
THE SPLASHING INK ON THE BGSD;KLFMAWEF
YEAH
THEY LOOK HORRIFYING INK
SOMETHING ABOUT NEZHA AS INK SPICIFICALLY IS DESTROYING ME
I’m sorry I’d like to shake the hand of whoever drew Mei in this frame here 3:24 she’s gorgeous
You guys
you guys
I love
the whole crew
sm
hyping Tang i love them
Tang glowing oh so v proud about his powers AS YOU SHOUDL BE OLD MAN YOU’RE DOING AMAZING
but guys
PIGSY
PIGSY ABSOLUTE BELOVED
THE ULTIMATE DAD OF ALL TIME
ch
CHEEKY LI’LL ADVENTURE
YEAH AHAHA
TOTALLY KID
TOTALLY
YES
TAHT’LL BE
WHAT THIS IS :’D I CAN ALREADY TELL  |;A;/ (oh this is gonna devastate me oh maaaan)
MK
TRYING DESPERATELY TO REMAIN POSITIVE
LAD
MY DEAR LAD
MY DEAR DEAR DEAREST WONDERFUL LAD
YOU NEED THERAPY SO BADLY
SHORT SPRINT
THE
SWEAT AND THE HANDS IN POCKETS AND LINES AT THE EDGE OF HIS EYES, EYEBAGS,  SIR IS
NOT OKAY
YA’LL PLS HE’S NOT OKAY
MAN
its the way mei comes over and then pulls him to look away from the crew so its just the two of them and less pressure on him and AAAAA SHE’S CHECKING IN SO MUCH THIS SEASON TO ASK HIM IF HE’S OKAY
I MEAN WE’RE ONLY TWO EPISODES IN AND SHE’S ASKED IN BOTH OF THEM
MK PLS
SHE’S WORRIED ABOUT YOUUUUUUU |;A;/
“YUP”
NO YOU AREN’T LAD BG;LSDKMFAWOEF
AND MEI KNOS IT TOO
MAN THAT SPEED
OH HOW WE’LL LAUGH
PIGSY
GET YOUR SON THERAPY
I BEG OF YOU
YEAH YOU KNOW SOMETHINGS UP
WHERE’D THE INK DEMONS GO
DANG IT I NEED TO FOCUS MORE ON THE PLOT I’M SO BUSY SCREAMING ABOUT THE CHARACTERS I KEEP FORGETTING ABOUT THE PLOT I WANT MY MONKEY BACK
MEI YOU’RE SO RIGHT HOARDER
NOT AGAINGBS;LKFMAW;FEOIMAFAAHG;AKWLEMF
AHBGBSDF;KAMNGOIEHG;OIAWFABWFAW;FMNAW;FGMA;WGBAWFM;AWKEMFA;OIWEFNM
H
HAGNNGBNGMKSDF
HANG ON
HANG ONGSFFNAWL;KEMFAW
FR
FRBGS;KLM;AGOANMWE F
F R
I’M
PLS
PLS YOUI DON’T UNDERSTAND I ACTUALLY STARTED LAUGHIGN PLS BGSLKFME
THEY ACTUALLY
I WASN’T EXPECTING THAT
HE OPENED IT THBGBSDKFMWE
BACK UP
MK MIRRORING MONKEY KING
SANDY MIRORRING MK
PLS
INKS COMING BACK OUT
WELL, RIP
LETS SEE WHAT HAPPENS
you know it’d be comical if it just got sucked back in instantly and nothing happened
I doubt that’ll be it but i’m just saying it’d be funny comedy haha moment bG;LKAMWEF because it already got monkey king so
ANWYAY MAYBE WE’LL LOSE SANDY TOO HECK WAIT ARE WE LOSING SANDY HOLD UP
JUST THROWS TANG
HELPGNSDLKAMSD
THEY’RE GIVING THEM TEETH INDIVIDIUAL TEETH SO MUCH IN THIS SEASON PLS BGS;LKDFMA;WEF
I’M LOSING IT OVER THIS EXPRESSION
nice hair tho Tang
GIVE US OUR MYSTIC MONKEY BACK
DARN RIGHT
ILY TANG
MR. TANG
GIME A MINTUBEKGMS;KFMWE
TRIPITAKA
|;A;/
PIGSY’S FACE
OH THEY LOSE
THE PARENTALS
SCREAMS
SCREAMS SCREAMS
OH ITS THE
CREWGBS;DLKFMAWE
AAAAAA
YOU GUYS IU’MS SCREMAGINSDF
I’M SCREAMING
something about knowing all those echoing words and the people looming over them is from Wukongs memories possibly that’s
that’s something alright
THE GROUP GETTING SNATCHED BY THEMSELVES THO THAT’S SOMETHING
MEI SNATCHED BY MK
I HEARD THE WORD “WEAK” THIS TIME AND HEARD NOTHIGN ELSE
it would be interesting if it switched to theirs tho i’M SORRY I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO THINK ANYMORE I’M JUST SCREAMINGSDFLKMWEF
ARE THEY GONNA GO INTO THE SCROLL LATER AND THE PARENTALS ARE ALL LIKE, THE PAST VERSIONS OF THEMSELVES AND THEY HAVE TO TRIGGER MEMORIES TO GET THEM BACK OR ARE THEY GOING OT BE HAGNGING OUT WITHTHEIR PAST SELVES EITHER WAY I WILL CRY
NOOOOOOOOOOO
MK
TRUAMA
MK SO TRUAMA
MK IS
SO TRUAMA
JUST LOS TALL HIS MENTORS AND PARENTALS IN A DAY AND HE IS NOT OKAGSA;DLKFMAW;EFWAF
SCREAMSNGSA;LKFM
HANGNGNSDF
HANG ON
HANG ON I NEED A SECOND I NEED A SECON DI NENGNDLKFMDF
I NEED
A SECOND I CAN BARELY TYPE GIMME A MINUTE SHUT THE HECK UP
LION
THAT MAN IS HUGE
I LITERALLY PAUSED ON WHEN HE’S WAKLING PAST MK SIR’S MASSIVE THE HECK
WHY’S HE SO B I G  
i mean i know DBK is bigger but somehow this lion guy just feels huge
I’M FEELING FOR MK THO LIKE DANG
ALSO THIS LION GUY IS SUS AS HECK WHAT’S HE DOING HERE
I KNOW HE JUST SAVED THEM BUT I DON’T TRUST LIKE THAT
THE CAPE
SLITS IN THE SHOES FOR CLAWS PROBABLY
LOOK AT THEM PAWS
i can tell the fandom has probably been normal about this guy
yeah okay sunshine i wouldn’t trust you with a roll of toilet paper
FAIR THO MEI THAT IS B I G SWORD
I WANT THATBGSDFKL;MAO;WIEF
MEI PLS
THIS SEASON SEEMS TO WANT TO DO REALLY DETAILED EYES AND TEETH HUHGL;SDKFAWE
HUH
HUH
OKAY SO
HMHMHM
IS IT
HECK
WHAT IS IT
WHAT DOES IT MEEEAAANNN
DO THYE SEE WHO WOULD HURT THE MOST??
ARE THEY SAYING THINGS THEY SAID TO WUKONG OR DO THEY SAY STUFF THAT WAS SAID TO THE PERSON THEY’RE LUNGING FOR Y’KNOW WHAT I MEAN?
WUKONG WHY DO YOU HAVE THIS IN YOUR HOUSE
IS THE LIONS FACE JUST THAT BECAUSE THOSE ARE HIS BROS??
GENUINELY I DON’T TRUST THIS DUDE I KNOW HE LOOKS A LITTLE CRUSHED BUT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
HOOOOO
NAW THO LETS FREAKING GO??
THAT VIBE???
SWORD SWISHING???
SWINGING??
CALM?? AYO??? SIR??
THAT’S NICE
WOW SEEMS LIKE
YOU KNOW WHAT’S UP
SUS
HELP
HELPGNSD;LFMKAWEF
PLS
I’MGNSDLKFMSD
CHOKINGNSLDKMS
THEY JUST
HELPGNSDKFMAWOEF
YOU KNOW WHAT FAIR EVERYBODY NEW SEEMS TO ATTACK THEM
VERY FAIR
THEY JUST START KICKING HIM IN THE BACK PLS BGS;LKFMAW;OEIFM
HE JUST SAVED YOU GUYSGBSD;FLKAMEW F
THEY ARE SO VALID THO PLSGB;SLDKMF
“NO YOU HAND OVER THE SCROLL” as he’s pointing with the scroll
“we’ve got the scroll”
YOUR HONOUR
I ADORE THEM
WITH ALL MY HEART AND SOUL
NOW FREE OUR FRIENDS AND WE WON’T HAVE TO GET P H Y S I C A L
PLS BG;LSDKMFAO;WEF
THEY MEAN EVERYTHIGN TO ME BGS;LKFAMWEF
PLS GS;FSAJDFL
“you expect me to believe”
“YUPWE DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT THIS FRIEND NAPPER IS” LOOKING SO PROUD ABOUT IT PLS BGSD;KFMA;WEF
SIX MINUTES AND THIRTY SECONDS IN I’VE BEEN HERE FOR AN HOUR ALREADGSD;LFKAMWEF WE’RE ONLY HALF DONE HECKGNLD;KFMWE
i love them
HECKING
SUS
KICK HIM
SCREAMS
WHY DO YOU KNOW THEM
FIGHT ME
HE SEEMS FRIENDLY BUT I DON’T TRUST HIIM
I LIKE HIM THO
THIS IS LIKE MACAQUE ALL OVER AGAIN CHARISMA AND RANCID VIBES
PLS
THE DRAMA
THE INTRO
YEAH BUDDY THEY DON’T KNOW YOUGBSDF;LKAMSDF
voice actor doing amazing
THE UDNERWORLD
I KNEW IT
WHEEZINGNS;DLKFMWE
YOU MIGHT HAVE
HEARD OF DBK
SOBS LOUDLY GOT A HABIT OF KEEPING PEOPLE ARMS LENGTH
YEAH SO HIM LAUGING AND DANCING ON THE TABLE AND MAKING HIS BROS LAUGH WAS ARMS LENGTH  HUH
S U S
I DON’T TRUST LIKE THAT
MISTAKES WERE MADE WE WERE YOUNG
SIR I WOULDN’T TRUST YOU WITH MY DEODORANT LET ALONE THESE KIDS YOU’RE NOTHING BUT SUS
PLS
GRABS HIS FREAKING MANE AND PULLS HIM THE HECK DOWNGBS;LDFKMAWE
MEI PLS YOU JUST MET THIS MAN
SHE HAS NO CONCEPT OF PERSONAL SPACE I ADORE HER
SWORN UNCLE
MEI I’M NOT SURE
IT WORKS LIKE THAT
WELL I MEAN IT KINDA DOES
WHAT I MEAN IS IT DOES SORTA WORK LIKE THAT BUT ALSO USED TO IS A THING HTAT WAS SAID AND ALSO HE’S SUS AND YOU JUST MET PLEEEAAASEEEE
h
hey mei you know that
monkey king’s not
actually my dad right
PLS
PLS I’M BGL;SKDFMAWEF
SO
I’M
THAT LINE IS ACTUALLY
THROWING ME INTO THE WALL
PLS
MEI ASSIGNED MONEKY KING MK’S DAD FR
SO TRUE GIRL
DW MK WE ALL KNWO IT’S TRUE YOU’VE GOT FATHER FIGURES TO SPARE
SENTIMENTAL AHA
AHA
CALLED IT
MEMORIES OF JOURNEY TO THE WEST, SPICIFICALLY HIS MEMORIES I CALLED IT I MOTHERFREAKING CALLED IT YOU HEARD IT HERE
YEEAAHHHHBOIIIIIIIIIIII
MK’S STOKED
UDNERSTANDABLE
AAAAAAA
YEAH
INTERESTING
A H ??
OH
AHA
YEAH?
Y
YOU DON’T SAY
YOU DON’T SAY
SCROLL TO IMPRISOIN WICKED SOULS IN THEIR PAST MISTAKES LIVING THEM OVER AND OVER AGAIN HUH
YOU DON’T SAY
sO WHO’S ALL IN THERE HUH
I MEAN OBV OUR CREW
BUT DANG
WHY WOULD YOU MAKE A SCROLL LIKE THAT
WAILS
WAILS LOUDLY
too LATE
FISTFIGHT ME
WE’D RISK IT FOR SURE
SO FREAKING TRUE
THAT’S CAP
CAP
CALLING CAP
MEANT EVERYHTING
I’M CALLING CAP
YOU’RE FULL OF CRAP
if not dang that’s p normal of you sir- *GETS HIT BY A CHAIR*
LOOK IF HE’S GENUINE I JUST THINK BROS ARE COOL AND DEDICATED FRIENDS ARE NEAT AND MAYBE QPR’S ARE FIRE, IF HE’S THE JERK I THINK HE IS I TAKE IT BACK BUT I’M JUST SAYING IT MIGHT BE NEAT TO THINK ABOUT GIVEN HOW HE WAS LOOKING AT MONKEY KING IN THE FLASHBACK him and macaque my gosh pull yourselves together, its okay everybody’s a little in love with monkey king platonically and otherwise likely pats pats //J /J /J …/hj I’M KIDDIIINGGGGGGGBGSD;FKMAWEOIFM
MOVING ON
OKAY LOOK MAN HE’S SUS
IF HE’S GENUYINE I WILL RE-WATCH THIS AND CRY BECAUSE THAT’S ALL I WANT TO HEAR ABOUT PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT MONKEY KING BUT THAT’S WHY I’M SO SUS BECAUSE NOBODY SAAAAYYSS THAAAAAAAT NOBDOY NOT ANYONE SO IF YOU ARE IT’S HECKA SUSSSSSSS
I DON’T KNWO WHY HE’S HELPING THEM BUT HE’S HECKA SUSSSS maybe he’s genuine and just shows a selfish side later and blames everybody else for his problems *COUGHS MACAQUE* /j /j i love macaque he’s doing amazing sir really was buddies with monkey king ;-;7
BIG BANG BOOM
sCREEEAAMSSSSS
HYPE MUSIC
HOLY THIS MUSIC
SUS
NO TRUST
KICKS YOU
SUPPORTIVE BFF HAND HOLD
UNCY LION
THAT FELT LIKE A YOU CAN DO ANYTHING MONKEY KING SPEECH PLS BGSD;LFMKAOWE
I DON’T TRUST THIS MAAAAAAAN
WELP THEY’RE IN
HERE WE GO
HECK
AAAA AAAAAA
OH MY GODS HERE WE GO
CHILLS
CHILLS CHILSL\SLSDKFNAN;IOEFMA;WEF;IOAMFSLKFM A
AHAAAAA AAAAA
AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA
SCREAMS
OH MAN
THAT TOOK ME LIKE AN HOUR AND A HALF TO GET THROUGH AND NI HAVE ABSOLUTELY NO REGRETS THERE WAS SO MUCH I HAVEN’T EVEN PROCESSED YET LION IS SO SUS, BUT ALSO I WANT SO DESPERATELY FOR HIM TO BE GENUINE AND MK GETS ANOTHER FREE PARENTAL UNCLE FIGURE HE CAN HIGH FIVE SANDY PLS IF MONKEY KING COULD HAVE A SUPPORTIVE BRO AGAIN I’D CRY BUT I DON’T TRUST HIIIIMMMMMMMMM AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
Mei and Mk’s friendship continues to mean everything to me I adore them i want them to be happy, Mk is NOT okay, and Mei won’t push but keeps checking in and supporting and MK KEEPS TAKING EVERYTHING ON HIMSELF AND AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
why make a scroll that can take over everything just to punish some people y’know? seems like a p stupid move ngl smh
okay well, that was fun, I can… tell this season is going to be the death of me i am
oh boy am i gonna be destroyed this already is just M A N, LIKE HECK
alright, well, thanks for dropping by, good to have you here, tune in next week when i scream about the next episode for another hour as I slowly pause and unpause and make my way through it and scream more about bro’s and friends and PIGSY I MISS YOUUUU MONKEY KIIINGGGG  PUNISH BY TRAPPING THEM IN A LOOP OF THEIR OWN PAST MEMORIES OF THEIR MISTAKES YEAH OKAY MONKEY KING HAS A LOT OF THOSE I’M SURE HE’LL BE FINE I WANT HIM TO BE FINE BUT I ALSO HOPE HE COMES OUT OF IT NOT AT ALL OKAY DESPERATELY WANT TO SEE THAT SOLEY SO HE CAN GET SOME COMFORT SCREEAAAMSS
gotta wonder if the scroll is like, Mk and Mei know they’re in a new place, do the others? and since it’s jttw scroll the crew is probably imprisioned in their jttw memories spicifically. it wasn’t super truamtic to switch to new place ngl seemed p cool and chill all things considered SO I’M GONNA ASSUME NOBODY ACTUALLY KONWS THEY’RE IN THEIR MEMORIES AND THEY JSUT THINK THEY’RE LIVING WHAT HORRORS ARE THEY ALL GOING THROUGH OR WILL THEY BE SIMPLY COMEDY MAYBE THEY’LL GET PIGSY ABCK BY SHOWING HIM HIS LOVE OF COOKING? HECK IF I KNOW I WANT DADSY BACK SO BAD I WANT MONKEY AND TANG AND SANDY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
okay i’m normal good day see you next week for another one of these thanks for reading till the end you’re just as insane as I am KNOX OUUUUUT
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