#they are fighting to death in Kris' pocket

[rubydubydoo122]

In every universe Jason Peter Todd dies young. It’s a fate sealed across the multiverse. Maybe he could hope that there’s one universe where he doesn’t. aka, Jason, Dick, and Bruce go multiverse hopping, and are not having a fun time. (Ps, when I started writing this fic I hced Jason as Latino, but I don't really believe in that hc anymore, so just a heads up if you don't like that hc)

TRIGGER WARNING -> Child Death (it's Jason)

“Shit.” Dick squatted down right where he was and ran his fingers through his hair, “Fuck.” He ran his hands down his face, “Once is an accident, twice is a coincidence, three times is a pattern.”

Jason blinked. He was still picturing his lifeless eyes staring up into the sky. He was still picturing his frozen body curled into the corner of the dumpster. He was still feeling the way Bruce cradled his lifeless body. “Huh?”

Dick looked to Bruce for help, but something must’ve clicked, “You knew? Bruce, you knew and didn’t–”

“I didn’t want it to be true.” 

“Ah, yes. And the multiverse is just going to bow down to your will.” Dick spit back venomously.

“Obviously not. Dick, it was two times, I didn’t want to worry you two if I was wrong.”

“Since when have you ever cared about worrying us? At least if you’d’ve told us, we could’ve saved Jason!”

Jason decided that if Bruce and Dick were going to make a scene, he was going to take in their surroundings. Make sure someone like… Ultraman doesn’t show up. 

They were on the Wayne Enterprise rooftop… and was that… whispering? Jason stood up and let out a whistle, “Oi! Quit the bickering!” He signed ‘ Someone’s here’ ,  and continued talking “I swear, it’s like we were sent back ten years.” Keeping a hand on the kris in his pocket, Jason rounded the corner where he heard the whispers coming from.

There was someone lurking in the shadows of the HVAC unit. He almost didn’t notice them, but after years of fighting the bats and assassins, and bat-assassins, he knew what to look for. “I can see you.” 

The person lept from the shadows, running at him with a metal stick. A bo staff. It was also a kid, who was very obviously new with the weapon. Jason grabbed the stick, and yoinked it out of the kid’s hand before he could land a hit on him. “Hold it, kid. I’m–”

Suddenly a bundle of red, green, and yellow kicked him right in the Jaw, and punched him in the gut, “Get away or–” He could see the recognition and confusion flutter across Robin’s face, “Who are you?”

“It’s One bad night for ART.” Jason put his hand in the air.

Robin put his hands on his hips and tilted his head to the side, with a little smile “That’s not mine, that’s B’s.” 

“You’re really gonna make me sing it?” Why couldn’t he have chosen a poem or something. Actually, no. He’s been telling poems to Jason's seconds away from death. He should’ve chosen an emo phrase like Bruce. “ I've lived long enough to have learned; The closer you get to the fire, the more you get burned; But that won't happen to us; 'Cause it's always been a matter of trust” 

A soft smile spread across Robin’s face, “You sound just like Papi. Give me one minute to yell at this Cabron. ” he spun around to the kid. “ You are supposed to be back at the cave. Agent A is gonna be so mad at you.”

Now that the kid was in the light and not attacking him, Jason could get a much better look at him. He was slightly taller than Robin, but based on the baby fat on his face and the scolding, he was probably younger. He had an awful bowl cut, (which, wow, his parents must hate him for that,) and was wearing a domino and a black sweatshirt. There was a camera strung around his neck.“What Agent A doesn’t know won’t hurt him. Besides, he’s on vacation.”

Robin scoffed, “Agent A always knows. I bet his butler senses are sending out a beacon to give you a look as we speak.”

“Well, I’m sorry if you’re a shit liar, but I think I can get away with it.”The kid gave him an ‘I'm scheming’ grin that was eerily reminiscent of Tim.

Wait. Hold up, “Tim?”

“Apapapapa,” Tim held up a finger, “Codenames and it’s Crow.”

“No it’s not. We just call him Egg. Since he’s supposed to be in the nest.”

Oh, Jason is totally calling Tim and Damian Eggs when they get back to their timeline.

Tiny Tim groaned, “You’re not the boss of me.”

“Well, I’m older. So yeah, kinda.”

“I’m taller.”

Robin crossed his arms, “I’m sorry if you missed the part where that giant is me.” He jabbed his thumb over his shoulder, “So technically, I’m taller.”

Tim frowned and then looked to Dick, “Is alternate reality me taller than Jason?”

Dick winced apologetically, “Sorry, Timmy, you only reach 5’6”.”

Tim let out a long spew of curses and something about his winning argument.

Bruce came out of the shadows he was hiding in, “Language.”

Robin raised his eyebrows, “So all Bruce’s are the same across dimensions?”

Dick made a so-so motion, “Our Bruce is older and grumpier.”

“We’ll fix that.” He grinned and gave Tim a look that could only spell out trouble. “I’m gonna call our Batman. Then you’ll probably be given some light interrogation, but then we can go to the cave and have hot chocolate together!” 

Now that the kid mentioned it, Jason was really hungry. And tired. How many hours have they been at this cosmic adventure? Four? It would be well into the morning in their Gotham. 

Robin lifted a finger to his ear, “Batman, we have an Egg out of the Nest. I repeat, we have an Egg out of the Nest. Also we have an ART situation.” a pause, “calm down, they’re nice.” Another pause, “I am not too trusting. I just have a good judge of character. It’s a different version of Me, you, and Nightwing, but older and they said they had their own Egg, so really, how bad could they be?” Robin grinned, “Also, N looks like he’s in his protective big brother mode, so we’re safe with them. We’re on top of the Wayne Enterprise building.” The grin faded into a soft smile, “Yeah, yeah, me too, Old man. Take your time. Grapple safely. Don’t hurt your back” Robin brought his finger from the com, and looked to Bruce, “You ok, B-man? You look like you’re gonna hurl.” 

Bruce shook his head, “Nothing. It’s just, you can be too trusting of people you want to believe you can trust.”

Jason groaned, “Oh my– Bruce, it was literally one singular time. I told you we would talk about it later.” Preferably, it would be never, but Bruce is going to keep pushing it in his own Bruce way.

“Hey, Skunk-Hair Jason, Are you gonna give me back my bo-staff?”

Was Tim a little shit in every universe? Jason saw something flicker across Robin’s face at the comment though. That’s fair, his Tim called him skunk-hair often, but that was probably the first time Robin heard it. It’s gonna do wonders for his self esteem.

He heard the telltale sound of a grapple hooking behind him, “I think I’ll just give it to Daddy-bats.” He pressed the button to retract the staff, and tossed it over his shoulder. 

As expected Batman caught it, “Egglett, I thought we agreed, no more sneaking out.”

“But I didn’t sneak out, I walked out of the front door. Besides, this isn’t our biggest problem right now. Dick, you said there was a pattern? I’m assuming it’s related to the realities you’re being sent to.”

Dick glanced at Robin, “Yes, but…” He looked to Bruce for help.

Batman moved so they were all standing in a relative circle. Meaning he was in between Jason and Jason, “How about you start from the beginning, Chum.” It was his Bruce voice, not his Batman voice. 

So Dick told him. How they’d gotten hit by the interdimensional ray, how they were in the warehouse, how they thought they were sent to the past, at first, how Jason had died. 

He saw the way Robin moved a step closer to Batman. He noticed how Batman shifted his weight closer to Robin.

Dick then moved on to tell them about the Alley. About the sudden confusion, because they were definitely in Gotham, just not their Gotham. He told them about the frozen kid in the corner. Jason.

At that, Robin seemed to freeze. Definitely thinking about the Man who had saved them. Weighing the pros and cons of life and innocence. Death and sins. Though, Tim seemed to pick up the pattern, and grabbed Robin’s hand.

And finally, Dick told them about them walking back from the library. And a 13 year old Jay getting hit by a car.

“So…you think I’m gonna die.” Robin didn’t look all that scared, but Jason knew himself. It was in the way he crossed his arms, and looked at Dick defiantly. It was in the way he was in fight mode. Then like an omen, the bat signal lit up. If it’s the Joker, Jason is going to scream. 

Batman placed a hand on Robin’s shoulder. The one that was farther from him, so it was more of a half-hug. “Do you think it could be anything else? Maybe a smaller detail you missed?”

They all turned to Bruce, but Bruce just shook his head. 

Batman nodded slowly, “Alright, we’re all going back to the cave. I’m assuming your suits are in the duffle, so you two,” He pointed to Dick and Bruce, “Can suit up. The kids can be on house arrest. Once we deal with that,” Batman pointed at the bat signal, “we can work a way to get you three home.” 

There were protests from Robin and Tim, but Bruce fixed them with a batglare™ which shut them up immediately. 

Jason raised his hand, “What’ll I be doing?”

Batman blinked at him, “You’ll… be at the manor.”

The kids will be on house arrest , He thinks Jason’s a kid then. “Oh. ok.” It’s ok. He’d make good use of this.

The drive to the cave sucked. Mainly because the Bruces got front seat privileges, and the four of them had to squish together in the back.  Jason did solve the problem by propping his knees up against the passenger seat and making sure to kick it every once in a while to annoy Bruce. Dick, who was sitting in the middle, used the newfound space to stretch out his legs, and give Robin and Tim more room. 

Robin had wrapped his cape around himself, like he was a burrito. Jason forgot he used to do that. It was mainly because the Robin suit had too much leg. Even if he was wearing tights under longer shorts. It was less revealing than Dick’s version of the suit, but still mildly uncomfortable at times.

Tim was squished in between Dick and Robin, but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he shifted so that his head was resting on Robin’s shoulder. Robin froze slightly at the touch, but then lowered his cheek to rest on the top of Tim’s head.

God, is this how he and Tim would’ve been if Jason hadn’t died? The bickering on the roof, but moments where you could tell they really cared about each other. And yeah, sure, Jason and Tim definitely bickered now, but sometimes, with everyone, he felt like he was making his way through glass that had shattered on the floor.

Dick discreetly took a picture of the two, which was a bad idea, because it would just hurt more in the long run. When they had to go home and this reality would never be theirs. When Dick realized that the brother he wanted would never be Jason, because the Jason he wanted was long dead.

As soon as they got to the cave, Bruce and Dick made a beeline to the stalls to change. And all Jason could think about was how much the cave had changed since his time as Robin.

It was a lot emptier. The area for the training mats were smaller, Tim’s collection of bo-staffs was down to two, and Damian’s sword and knife collection wasn’t even there. Half of the work benches were gone, and so were half of the vehicles they now used. 

Most importantly, the two cases that held the suits of two dead Robins weren't there. It was just… an empty space. 

Batman walked up to him, and grunted, “Jay was wrong, I’m still taller than you.”

Jason blinked for a minute, because Batman? Making jokes? “Your ears don’t count.”

Batman pulled down the cowl, and did the thing where you measure with your hand. Except he went up a bit, so that his hand barely brushed his curls, “Yup, still taller.”

It hurt. It was weird looking at a Bruce who was younger. The one Jason wished to come back to since he crawled out of his grave, only to find the Bruce he was looking for had died too. Maybe that’s the reason why he and Bruce were never on the same page anymore. They were looking for someone in each other who only existed in their memories. Jason and Bruce would never be the same people they were before that day in Ethiopia. 

He glanced over to where Jay was helping Tim take off his domino without getting the glue dissolver in his eyes. “I’m not that kid, ya know.”

Bruce gave him a rueful smile, “I can tell, but you’re still my kid. Alternate reality or not.” 

It was as if he had grabbed Jason's heart with both hands and started to squeeze it until it would eventually explode. The only reason Bruce could say that was because he didn’t know half the things Jason had done. He didn’t know anything about him at all. 

Bruce looked like he was about to say something else, but the security alarms started going off, immediately displaying on the Batcomputer.

Dick and Bruce(the older one) burst out of the stalls.

There were Joker goons– why did it have to be the Joker?– flooding onto the lawn, jumping over the fence, and heading straight to the manor. So they were after Bruce Wayne, not Batman.

Except it was the Joker. And something, something Jay dying. And something, something the Joker murdered Jason. Things are not really looking good. 

Bruce(the younger one) pulled up his cowl, and looked at Jay and Tim, “Stay here.” He then made eye contact with Jason, with a look that clearly said ‘ look after them’ , then looked to Bruce(the older one), and to Dick, “Lets go.”

And the three of them glided up the stairs.

They watched the Batmans and Nightwing split up and make their way through the manor, on the Batcomputer. He watched as they silently took the goons out one by one. He watched as the Joker waltzed right into the manor. Damn, if Alfred was here, he would have shot that psychotic lunatic down already. 

Jason saw a little shadow dart past the Study. Except… It was too small for Bruce or Dick, but Robin was sitting right next to him, looking at the screen intently, hand hovering to warn them if needed. And the spot where Tim was standing was empty. “Tim?”

If they weren’t in the situation they were currently in, it would’ve been comical how wide Robin’s eyes got. Then his jaw clenched, “Why in the world would he sneak off now of all times?”

“Tim’s just a little shit across universes.” Jason paused, because if some rando started talking like that about Tim, he would probably give them a nice slap across the face, “He’s doing that thing where he comes up with a plan and forgets not everyone is on the same brainwave as him.”

Robin groaned, and reached over to click on something, “Tim, care to share what you’re doing with the class?”

There was a lengthy pause, but they could see Tim on the camera, crouched down behind a decorative couch in the fancy living room, “Arming the traps.”

Robin crossed his arms and started tapping his foot, “You really think that two Batmans and a Nightwing can’t take down the Joker?”

“I just want to help.”

“You can’t–”

Jason placed an arm on Robin’s shoulder, “How ‘bout this Tim, We switch places and you tell me how to arm the traps from the cave?” 

“But–”

“I’m only gonna ask once. I’m coming up there to get you either way.” Jason moved to grab his helmet from the duffle bag and a couple of shurikens from the rack.

“...fine. I– Eep!”

Jason turned his head to the screen so fast, he was sure he’d get whiplash. There on screen was the Joker holding Tim by the collar.

A laugh came through the coms, “I think it’s a bit past your bedtime. Don’t worry, Uncle J will tell you a bedtime story…”

Jason was already halfway up the stairs, “Stay here, Robin. Tell Batman.” Robin nodded, and Jason practically sprinted across the manor to get to Tim.

He could practically hear Bruce yelling at him in his brain about attacking the Joker without a plan, but here’s the thing— Jason genuinely did not care. He was going to make sure what happened to him would not happen to this baby version of his little brother. The Joker connives to get a rise out of Batman. It’s why he terrorizes the city. It’s why his exploits get worse and worse. It’s why he hurt Babs and killed Jason. And the Joker has only gotten worse as time went on.

Jason reached the living room and was about to fling a shuriken at the Joker’s arm to make him drop Tim, but he suddenly moved to put Tim in a headlock, with a gun to his head. 

It was eerily reminiscent of the way Jason had held the Joker during that confrontation. With Him, Bruce, and the Joker.

The Joker let out a laugh that grated against his ears like nails on a chalkboard, “And who might you be? For a second there I thought you were one of mine.” The Joker tilted his head, “Though, maybe you are… did you raid Daddy’s wardrobe? I do say, you look nice, but I think I wore it better.”

Jason tsked in a way that would make Damian proud, “With your pasty looking face? No chance. Let the kid go.” 

The Joker pouted, “But the show hasn’t even started! We don’t even have a full house yet. Batsy’s going to have to make a tough choice, huh?”

There was a crackle of electricity near the other entrance to the living room, “Let him go.” Dick’s voice was dangerously low.

“Well if it isn’t the first boy blunder. My, my, you’ve grown up quite a bit. And a new costume change I see? A shame, I liked the other one better. Though I do suppose this one leaves more to the imagination.”

Jason was going to strangle the clown, and then bash his face in, and then grab his gun and shoot him multiple times, and then–

The Joker brought the gun closer to Tim’s head, “Apapa, Big Red. Wouldn’t want Timmy’s big brains painting the carpet. The dry cleaning would be just terrible.” started cackling like he had just said the funniest joke ever.

He could see the panic flash on Tim’s face for a second, before he closed his eyes and took a slow breath, and painted over the fear with apathy. It was something his Tim could do much faster, but it was still… unnerving to watch a kid barely older than 10 do. Tim rolled his eyes, “You know for someone named the Joker, you’re not very funny. I’ve seen Batman laugh at Robin loads of times. He’s known you for what, fifteen years? Yet you still haven’t gotten a laugh out of him.”

The Joker hit Tim’s temple with the gun “Shut it, brat.” He turned his gaze onto Dick, “Say, Nightwing, what would ya do if I… say, killed the little b–haha! The kid. What would you do if I killed him? Would you punch me hard? Maybe if I fanned the fire, would the punches keep coming? Would they? Until I could no longer see straight? Until I could no longer breathe.” the Joker giggled “And only my Dark Knight in shining armor– a true love's kiss from Batsy could bring me back.” The Joker, since he got out all he needed to say, let out a full body laugh.

Dick’s jaw clenched so hard, Jason would’ve thought he was about to break a tooth. 

And Tim had the biggest ‘what in the ever loving fuck?’ expression on his face, “Mr. Joker sir, could you put me down? I think you’re a bit too delusional if you think you’re even close to being in Batman’s league.”

“Tim–” Dick was about to warn him to probably take the sass down three notches when the Joker started laughing again. Both Batmen stood at the same entrance as Dick, though their 

“Batsy! There’s two of you! This is wonderful!” He frowned, and looked directly at Jason, “Hm… I wonder where the little birdie is? Hehehe, Oh well, we can just start without him. Good thing too, my hands are getting sweaty. Who knows, my finger might just slip…” The Joker curled the finger that was on the trigger, but Jason knew he wasn’t going to pull it. Not yet. It wasn’t dramatic enough yet. Batman subtly shifted closer to Jason. 

Figures. Of course he would make sure that he could get in between the Joker and Jason if need be. Though, as much as it pains him, he wasn’t going to try to kill this one. Not because the Joker deserved to be spared or because Bruce told him to stop killing. No. It was because he knew Robin was watching through the cameras, and he didn’t want that version of himself to see the person he had become.

“Such an old house. I wonder if there are any ghosts here.” The Joker looked at Jason and shivered, but it was for the bit, because he gave him a grin that made his blood run cold, “Haha! Definitely. Though… I can feel something in the air. Like it’s making room for another ghost to join.” The Joker laughed, “Now, I based this off of a dream I had once. How did it go again? Right, I didn’t have an extra gun on hand, but it’s ok! Hehe, you won’t need it anyways.” He readjusted his grip on Tim and gave Jason a wink, “ You want to stop me, you’re going to have to kill me. All you’ve got is a head-shot. I’m going to blow his addled, deranged brains out, and if you want to stop it– Hahaa! You’re going to have to shoot me, Hehehee! right in my face.” The uncontrollable laughter kept getting louder and louder– How did he know ? They were in a completely different reality , How did he know ? “Of course, you don’t have a gun, so maybe a batarang would do. Right to the neck.” The Joker looked back to Jason, his head tilting as his grin grew impossibly bigger, “This is turning out so much better than I thought. I’ll give you to the count of three. One… Two…Thr–”

“ No!” Except it didn’t come from Batman, or Batman, or Dick. It came from Jason. But It didn’t come from Jason. It came from Robin .

A batarang hit the elbow that was holding Tim, sending him to the floor just as a shot rang out. Except the bullet didn’t clatter to the floor or into the wall, there was the sound of metal piercing through skin. But it didn’t hit Tim. Because the barrel wasn’t facing where Tim had been

It was facing Jay.  

Blood was gushing from the kid’s neck as cackles rang throughout the Manor.

“You know that’s how you wanted that night to end, Red. You aren’t supposed to be here, and you know it. Not here, not anywhere! Haha, you’re supposed to be– ACK!” 

Jason couldn’t tell if there was electricity crackling, or if it was just the static in his ears. He couldn’t tell if there was the sound of skin meeting skin, or if it was just the pounding of his heart. 

All he knew was that he took off his helmet as he bent down to put pressure on the bleeding. The bullet went through the side of his neck. Almost exactly where Jason had his scar from the batarang. Except the wound was deeper and he was losing more blood. And Jay was smaller.

Tim crawled up to them, “J-Jason…?”

Even through the domino mask, Jason could feel the demanding gaze from Jay, “No. Tim. ‘s not… y’r fault.”

“But, if-if I hadn’t left, then- then the Joker, he wouldn’t’ve–”

“Not. Your. Fault.” Jay grabbed Tim’s hand, “Don’t… die. Not f’r a… long time. Live.”

“You– You’re the one who’s…You’re actively bleeding out. Right now.”

“No. Batman… d’sn’t need…  R’bin. Br’ce…Bruce needs…. Someone’a… tell ‘im he’s not… ‘n dark. Bruce. Needs. Us.” Jay brought a weak hand from his heart to Tim’s, “Hope.” Jay looked to Jason, and gave him a tired smile, “‘s the thin’... w’th… feathers.”

Jason tried his best to return the smile, “ ”Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all -” Jay gave a content breath out. He closed his eyes to just… listen. “ And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird- That kept so many warm -” with each stanza, Jay’s pulse got slower and slower. “I’ve heard it in the chillest land - And on the strangest Sea - Yet - never - in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of me.”

Jay took one breath in, and he could see Tim squeeze his hand tighter. And as he let his final breath out, there was a soft, “ Te Amo.” that escaped Jay’s lips.

“Jason?” There were tears pooling in Tim’s eyes, “Jason, please . Say sike right now, this isn’t funny.” 

Jason leaned back and started to take off his bloodstained gloves, “Tim–”

“I-I promise I won’t sneak out to take pictures anymore. I promise I won’t sneak coffee, and I- I won’t lie to Alfred. I won’t make fun of your height anymore, just please – Jason , I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Come back.” 

“Tim…”

He looked up at Jason all bleary eyed, “Why won’t he say sike? He’s Robin , he- he– he can’t be gone.”

Jason spread his arms, and Tim immediately dove into his chest and started sobbing, “He- He’s never… He’s never going to be… big like you.”

Jason held onto Tim, “ Pajarito…” He rubbed small circles into Tim’s back as he sobbed harder. 

He wanted to stay. He didn’t want to leave Tim all alone just like that. He didn’t want Tim to lose one Jason just to lose another.

But the room turned white, and they were gone.

#jason todd #batman #batfam #dc comics #red hood #dick grayson #tim drake #robin jason todd #alternate universe #dimensional travel

[vapemaster42069]

Pockets are 100% worth fighting to the death over

(2094 words) by pickle001

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom:

Hermitcraft SMP

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Evil Xisuma/Helsknight (Hermitcraft), Evil Xisuma & Kris | ZedaphPlays, Kris | ZedaphPlays & TangoTek

Characters: TangoTek (Video Blogging RPF), Kris | ZedaphPlays, Evil Xisuma (Hermitcraft), Helsknight (Hermitcraft)

Additional Tags: Domestic Fluff, swearing as a love language, Decked Out (Hermitcraft), Zedaph likes to sew, Ex likes to annoy Tango

Summary:

“Zed, this is not how you conduct negotiations.”

“You’re literally on fire.”

Or, the boys use their entire beings to annoy Tango, Etho’s been banned from the coffee shop again, and Zed quests to discover what a cozonac is.

#exhels #helsknight #evil xisuma #evil x #i just like them okay #my writing

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Find the Word

tagged by @kaiusvnoir to find grit, slam, high, and soft! thank!

all from The Black & Blues!

cw: aftermath of violence

grit:

“Meara, she’s nice, but, like. I don’t know. I don’t know any more about this stuff than you do. She’s nice. And she’s funny. But I don’t think I want to take her out on a date or anything, if that’s what you mean.”

The knot in your throat starts to loosen, and your shoulders start to relax, and you’re about to start breathing normally when he says,

“And even if I do start to date someone, you’re my best friend! You’re stuck with me. I’m not going anywhere.”

You curl your hands into fists in your pockets and squeeze your eyes closed. You grit your teeth, all for just a moment. Then you clear your face and turn back towards him and say, “Yeah. I’m being dumb.”

Danny grins. “I still like you, no matter what they say.”

“Yeah,” you say, and you try not to choke.

slam:

But Danielle notices, like she noticed you at the library, and one day, between classes, she approaches you without Dicky for the first time, at your locker.

“What happened?” she asks, voice low and soft.

You shake your head as you shuffle around your books.

“Meara–”

You shake your head again.

“Meara!” Danielle slams her palm on your locker and nearly crushes your fingers when the door smashes shut. The hallway traffic stops churning and she snaps, “What are you looking at?” That gets them moving again.

“Meara,” she says, softer. “We’ve all noticed the bruises on your face. Dicky thinks you got in a fight. Who was it? I’ll kick his ass.”

“No, it’s. I’m fine. That would make it worse.”

“His teeth’ll be paste when I’m done with him.” Her voice is so angry you flinch. You open your locker again and get the last book you need.

“Danielle, please, stop.” Your voice is shaking and she finally seems to notice she’s scaring you.

high:

“I think we should hear him sing,” Morgan says. He has another bright grin on his face. He’s not trying to mock you. He really wants to hear you sing.

“Um, okay. What song do you want me to sing? I have a pretty big range, but I can hit high notes easier than low ones.”

“Do I Believe In a Thing Called Love!” Danny grins. “That one really shows your range.”

“But that’s pop? Shouldn’t I sing something more related to what we’re doing?”

“You can always sing two,” Kris smiles slyly.

You turn even more red. You’ve never had trouble playing guitar in front of people, and growing up you always figured you or Danny would sing, unless you found someone really incredible. But the idea of singing a song with no backing, just solo and acapella? That’s terrifying.

Danny must be able to read your mind, because he nudges your knee with his and says, “It’s all right. Go for it. Sing whatever you want.”

“Um. I guess I’ll do I Believe In a Thing Called Love, then. By The Darkness. Should I stand or sit?”

“Stand!” Sara shouts.

“Stand! Stand! Stand!” everyone chants.

soft:

“Oh, you’re fine,” Josselin says.

So are you, you think, but thank god you don’t say it out loud. That’s so cheesy.

“So, you were saying Pick Me Up Cafe in Wrigleyville? I actually don’t live too far from there, I can catch a bus that stops close by and walk the rest of the way pretty easy. I looked at the menu, it looks pretty good! I’m glad you suggested something that has lots of vegetarian stuff.”

“Weren’t you wearing a leather jacket last night?”

“Yeah.” He doesn’t seem phased. “It was my mom’s. I took it when she passed.”

Oh, Jesus. “I’m so sorry,” you say, and you really are, for bringing up the death of a loved one, no matter how accidentally.

“It’s okay,” Josselin says. “It was a long time ago. I miss her, of course, but it’s okay to talk about her.”

“Okay.”

A long, awkward pause.

“Sorry,” Josselin says. “I’m not very good on the phone.”

You smile softly, affectionate, even though you just met him. “That’s okay. I talk too much, so we’ll be a great match.”

“You think?” Josselin’s voice perks up even more, and you realize what you’ve just said.

tagging @vcaudley @drippingmoon @magic-is-something-we-create @writing-is-a-martial-art @riftversus to find pill, bag, card, and angry/anger!

#my writing #writeblr #writeblr tag games #find the word #excerpt #wip #the black and blues #sheraton academy #sheraton academy au #meara ryanne #danny yazdi #danielle #sara quill #morgan acosta benitez #josselin clearwater #kris rathmore

[thebigshotman]

*A hastily scribbled note is lying before you. Read it?

*YES *NO

*Hey everyone! I’ve been lurking around and checking out shenanigans every now and then, and it’s safe to say I miss you all terribly. But I can’t come back just yet. Like I feared, it’s been craziness at college right out the gate, and it’s been hard to find time to just sit down and to reply to things. I’m not gone for good, not by a long shot! But I’ll need just a little bit more time.

*However! I realized today is the one year anniversary of Chapter 2, and therefore the anniversary of Spamton coming into existence! So I felt compelled to write a little peek into what Spaul’s doing on this fine day. I wrote it over the course of several days, so apologies if it’s a little scattershot or weird. I hope you all enjoy it nonetheless!

*TL;DR I’ll be back in just a little while longer, but for now enjoy this little story! Bye for now!

*Inside is a crystal that changes between pink or yellow depending on how you’re turning it. You can see a birds eye view of Spaul in its reflection. Peer inside?

He wasn’t at his store or his dumpster today, not even at Cerise’s. Although he had stopped there for his usual ramen and cup of tea earlier today, to prepare himself for what he was going to do.

Instead, Spamton G. Spamton-nowadays more well known as “Spaul” since he had been given this second chance of existence-had discovered a portal back to Cyber City. His Cyber City. And so he had stepped through. Today was a…special day, you could say, for him.

The place was mostly abandoned, having been vacated by most of its intelligent residents in favor of going to Castle Town. The sole exceptions being misplaced Werewires, Virovirokuns, and Popups that continued to hunt for prey that didn’t exist. He had to dodge and sidestep them quite frequently, especially as he got further and further to his destination.

Queen’s Mansion.

He had no idea what had happened to his Swatch, Swatchlings, and Queen, but the place was empty and the door was unlocked. So he stepped inside, relishing the fact that he was finally back here after so, so long. Yet, surprisingly, happiness was not the only thing in his mind. Perhaps for the first time ever, fear was on Spaul’s mind as well.

It was probably because he was here to see…it. Or maybe it was a figment of his rapidly unspooling mind’s imagination. Who was to say for sure? He certainly couldn’t.

Down the stairs into the basement he went, and then even further down by way of that absolutely torturous tea cup ride. Walking along the rails that sprawled along its deepest layer, until he finally came across it.

Hunching across from him was the shriveled, disbelief, crazy, colorful husk he had once dared to call a “workout ready body”. Its metal wings were draped over itself, as if trying to protect itself from a threat that had long since consumed it. Indeed, a large, square shaped carving was present on its chest cavity; Kris’s handiwork from removing him from the robot.

Peering inside-but not too deeply, for fear of being sucked back in-wires were strung all around every crevice, holding all of the functions together. The ones that had held him in place spilled out from the hole, also from Kris’s sword work. And indeed, outside of the body, countless lime green wires also spooled out of the back of the machine.

He tried not to think about how it had felt when he had been cut loose from them. Halfway between consciousness and death, barely clinging to life until Kris and that purple girl had propped him up on this vines. Perhaps he would never be free after all.

Hurriedly, almost as if afraid of the strings, Spaul backed away to take in the entire piece in front of him and stuck his hands in his barely used pockets. Allowing the memories of that fight, of that fateful day, to freely flood his memories for the first time. His glasses turning completely black as this happened.

*K-Kris?? What did you do that?! He turned into those glasses to help us!

*…

*…C-C’mon, Kris. Ralsei, you too. This place is giving me the creeps; let’s leave before something else happens.

*Oh…okay! We can always come back and fix them up after we seal the Fountain! C’mon, Kris, let’s go!

He had tried so hard to believe what the Dark Prince had said, he really had.

But nobody came.

His glasses were still bent on one side from when Kris had thrown him, as well as one of the lenses being perpetually smudged. Even worse we’re more permanent effects that he did his best to hide: Cracks along the back of his head. What would Cerise or Eileen think if he saw that?

It was only after he felt the impact of his fist on it that Spaul came back to reality, realizing he had punched the NEO body. Static oozing out of his glasses which he quickly worked to fix by jostling them, returning them to their normal form. He backed away again, once again taking in the whole body again.

It seemed to be buzzing, calling for him to enter and seek limitless power once again. You want it. You need it. Don’t you see?

Spaul glitched spastically, shaking his head as the garbage noise in his mind whispered at him to betray every person that he had grown to love and appreciate since he had emerged in Castle Town. Coming here might not have been the smartest idea.

He would never turn to this power ever again! And for that, he felt quite proud of himself. He didn’t need anyone or anything else! He would protect his new friends all by himself!

But a little bit of power to do that with couldn’t hurt…

*…No. N0. I’VE B3EN THROUGH [[round trip to-]] T0 GO BACK TO TH4T [time to get in shape!]!! TOO MUCH [9-5]!!! YOU HERE THAT M1KE?!?!?! [[I’m sorry, but that’s incorrect.]]!!!

He “screamed” that to the Heavens, to the skies above the basement that he was in. The voice clip only sounded slightly upset, akin to a game show host, but his demeanor immediately afterwards, of preparing to leave and nervously smoothing back his hair, told the story better.

*…N1CE COMING BACK [[where it all began…]] BUT [[no stars, would not recommend!]]. TH1S THING C4N BURN IN [county landfill]!!!

He fixed it with one more long, hard stare. Flying again would be nice, but besides that…never again. OR SO HE THINKS.

Just before he turns to leave, though, he looks right at you. At the audience. His grin is menacing for a moment, before he sighs and lightens up a bit. After all, this body is the reason he has everything he has now. Perhaps he can’t be too mad at it, not when it’s been so throughly decommissioned. An “accepted” noise plays before he speaks, waving politely.

*4ND AS FOR [you lovely people!]…

*…HAPPY B1RTHDAY, [Heaven].

*The crystal goes dark, returning to simple pink and yellow hues once again.

#(happy anniversary chapter 2!! 🥳🥳) #(as stated I cannot be back properly yet but I hope you enjoy this in the meantime!) #(a little present for my favorite video game character…revisiting trauma. of course lol 😂) #(and some clues on what’s to come when I do come back 😁) #(see you all soon! hope you enjoyed) #ONE WEIRD TIP-in character #NOTHING MORE THAN A SIMPLE PUPPET-main verse

[tincelle-e]

The Lads have been shoved in a pocket together, who’s gonna kill who first

#I LOVE THAT WE GET AN ITEM FROM BOTH OF EM IN GAME #spamton g spamton #jevil #deltarune #they hate eachother your honor #tincelle art tag #I have no idea how to draw either of them but #they're so cute #so I went for t sndsbd #lmk what y'all think!!!!! #Me : creates art blog #also me : only posts scribbles #the folly of man #they are fighting to death in Kris' pocket #i like to think they knew (and hated) eachother before each got corrupted by gaster #so now its like.. seeing the kid you hate got the same awful internship as you and now you're both just :///// sdbsndbs #*bows* back to the void I go #deltarune spoilers

[mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune]

Deltarune Theory: Kris’s Big Brother Asriel Dreemur, Created Undertale

what if the game in the folder on Asriel’s computer,

is really the Undertale Game, and he based all the characters in it, from those who live in his Hometown.

he made Undyne in that world, become Captain of The Royal Guard,

which is the opposite of her Template, who would later become a Police Chief after Asgore Dreemurr was forced to step down and lost his job as a Police Officer. 

 the Undertale Game in Asriel’s computer, is also a Dark World,

meaning that all the counterparts of Deltarune, are Darkners.

Asriel could of started making the Undertale Game in Deltarune,

before he went off to College, he and Kris could of use to go there all the time,

that Dark World was both Asriel and Kris’s Sanctuary as a way to escape from having to listen to their parents fighting, which might of started after a incident that cost Asgore’s job.

Asriel program the Asgore in the game, to be a King, beloved by everyone,

he even made it so that the Darkner version of his Mother, loved jokes and cooking.

while the Undertale we the Players play, is a creation of Toby Fox

and his Team, the Undertale that is in a folder on Asriel’s computer in the Deltarune World, is a creation of Asriel Dreemurr.

Asriel’s Computer, could also be a Multiverse, like anytime those like the Players, make a Fanon AU (Alternate Universe) or AT(Alternate Timeline)

or a AR (Alternate Reality) inspired by Undertale, those different worlds

would end up in a collective glowing orb like hives in Asriel’s Computer.

 but there is a barrier that keeps those worlds and the Undertale World by Toby Fox, from finding the Undertale that Asriel created.

like picture Ink-Sans and Error-Sans are in the middle of fighting,

but they get transported outside of the pocket dimension, or  Pocket-Multiverse that is inside of Asriel of Deltarune’s computer.

and they end up finding themselves looking through a square glass,

and see Giant versions of the Prince and what looks like Frisk.

a Pocket-Multiverse, is like a Micro-Universe that is inside a space,

like OK KO Let’s Be Heroes being a Micro-Universe that is in a Arcade Game in a Arcade in Beach City, in Steven Universe.

this would mean that anytime a Fan makes a AU based off of Undertale or Deltarune, those worlds would end up in a Pocket-Multiverse which is also a Micro-Universe that is inside of Kris’s Brother Asriel’s Computer.

for all we know, we could live in a Pocket-Multiverse....

Asriel, could of created clones of himself and Kris, so they could leave that world and go back to their lives.

but no matter how many times they tried, their parents who believed they were their real parents, might of stop them each time.

so Asriel and Kris had to fake their deaths, by having Kris pretend to eat those flowers (the same ones that Chara had Prince Asriel get for them.)

Asriel then created a “Human Soul” and gave it to his clone to absorb,

he then created a clone of Kris, that had no soul at all and just remain lifeless and Asriel orders the clone to pick up the body and go outside the barrier for a few minutes and then come back.

little did Asriel know, is that the clones were unstable, and never made it to the barrier and ended up slowly turning to dust and died on the bed of flowers in the throne room.

both Asriel and Kris watched in a hidden passage way in the room,

and watched the anger and sadness from the copies of their parents,

over the loss of their two children.

even if Asriel could of went out with Kris and showed the two that they were alive, and the ones who died were clones of them, Asriel instead took their little sibling’s hand and started to lead them to the Dark Fountain that would take them back home.

and just like how it plays out in the Other Undertale,

King Asgore Dreemurr, declared war on humanity, and the Queen left.

at some point the Queen, Toriel became self aware that they are all but copies of the Lightners, who unlike them, can bleed and their souls (like human souls) come in different colors.

my theory is that in some point, Undertale will be a Chapter in Deltarune,

and it will be a Dark World inside of Asriel’s Computer, that is inside that folder, that has game that never saw the light of day.

how Asriel was able to make Darkner Clones of himself and his sibling,

is that he could of taken a piece of his fur and a part of the hair on Kris’s head,

and used creation magic.

the reason why Asriel never took Kris or himself back to that Dark World,

is because whenever they tried to leave, their Darkner Parents would always get in the way or one of the Royal Guards would stop them and take them back to the Castle.

in that world, Asriel and Kris are Royalty, and that world became a safe place for them to get away from their Lightner Parents whenever they fought.

 when Asriel and Kris left that world and never returned, and everyone in the underground believed they had died (even if it wasn’t true and Asriel had faked his and Kris’s death so they could go to the Dark Fountain and leave.)

and at some point after those two left that Dark World that Asriel created,

Gaster fell into that world and started to mess with it,

he even created a hole that leads to other dark worlds, and the hole is right next to the Determination Extractor.

before Gaster fell into that hole, he had created the Reset and even Rewrote the Memories of the Darkner Clone of Asriel, making him believe that they first met “Chara” when they fell in the underground.                                      

Gaster took over that Dark World, and messed with what Asriel created,

even creating characters that weren’t in that world before.

at some point Gaster left that world, and fell into the hole that is in the True Lab, and he ends up in the Card Kingdom, which was another Dark World.

this Gaster might be different from the one from the Undertale the Player plays.

like the Undertale Game in Asriel’s computer, that he had created...

could still have some slight differences from the Undertale that is only a video game that the fans of Undertale (the one not created by Asriel)

like in the Undertale Game that Asriel created,

Darkner versions of Noelle and Susie appear in that world,

and are still little kids much like Monster Kid.

in the Undertale that some fans have played, Susie and Noelle never appear physically in the game, but Susie is mentioned.

I’m not sure if the theory about Undertale being a game that Asriel (from Deltarune) created will be correct or will actually end up being a future chapter.

I still think Kris could have a half soul, and they have a Hollow-Soul/Soulless

and the Player’s Proxy-Soul in their body.

and anytime the Hollow-Soul (which is like a Hollow-Kris) takes over Kris’s body during the night, Kris’s Half-Soul goes into a hibernation, and it isn’t them that pulls the Proxy-Soul of the Player out of their body, but the Soulless Entity that is a Hollow-Soul.

it looks like a normal soul, but it has no filling in the center and looks like it has a heart shaped hole.

I think the Hollow-Soul and Kris having a Half-Soul could possibly be true.

but it is a fan theory, and only a few elements in Deltarune, end up being accidentally predicted by the fans.

like the whole Darkners turning into items when they leave the Dark World,

or the whole Kris eating the Pie, those were one of the best accidental predictions made by fans.

I believe that eating the Pie, was not all that Kris did, I believe that in the end of Chapter 1, Hollow-Soul/Soulless-Kris took over the Good-Kris’s body,

pulled our Proxy-Soul out and left the house, and broke into the library

and created a new dark fountain, and had influenced Queen.

when Soulless-Kris is in full control, the form they take while in the Dark World, is different from the one that the Good-Kris’s form.

Kris or rather the Soulless/Hollow-Soul inside their body,

didn’t eat the pie until after they came home from breaking into the library,

where they had created a dark fountain.

if Asriel, the one from Deltarune, did created his version of Undertale within the Deltarune game, wouldn’t that make him the God of Hyperlife instead of Hyperdeath....?

 I’m sure there are few fans who came to the same theory,

that Undertale would end up being a future Chapter in Deltarune,

and that the Dark World version of Undertale, will be a video game that Asriel created, but it never saw the light of day and it was only played by both himself and his little sibling Kris, when they didn’t want to deal with their parents fighting.

sometimes, video games are a good way to escape...

and it can really suck how some who have a dislike of Gamers,

don’t understand the joy it brings, and they only see the negative side.

even if some can see the positive, and not really being Gamers or even played video games at all....

there will always be those who have some view on Gamers,

even going so far as take the hate and dislike too far...

 but there can still be good people who might not be interest in video games,

but can respect the joy it brings to those who play them.

anyway hope some of you find the theory about Asriel from Deltarune,

creating a Undertale Game, that is in a folder inside his computer.

it would be freaky if that theory turned out to be canon, but this is just a fan theory, and not all theories will turn out to be true....only sometimes.                                                             

#asriel dreemurr #asriel deltarune #god of hyperdeath #deltarune theory #undertale theory #multiverse #pocket multiverse

[polandspringz]

I have to review Chapter 1 of Deltarune because I’ve honestly forgotten SO MUCH stuff but after Chapter 2- I honestly still don’t know the whole deal with Kris acting Chara-like and crazy, but I have to wonder if the knight and creating new Dark Worlds is perhaps a means of Kris distracting themself from something? Like they refused to look in the Asriel room. When you collect the stuff from the east classroom, and then carry Lancer and Rouxls in your pocket, we know they are toys but become citizens of the Dark World they correspond to, and likewise the Cyber World people are computer parts or things found in the computer lab. But it’s not a dream, because of what happens in Snowgrave or the FIGHT version of the Berdley fight show that injury/death in the Dark Worlds carry over into reality. Noelle’s sister Dess is missing or dead, and I think it’s safe to say the search results and calendar + her stumbling on “December” in the spelling bee means that it’s the month that it happened in. She often reminisces about when it was just her, Kris, Dess, and Asriel exploring together as kids, so if anything with the whole Chara-like behavior, either Kris did something that led to Dess’s appearance or they are creating more Dark Worlds to distract themselves from whatever happened- but this feels like an Omori-like twist and I don’t really think it’s that case. I do think Kris is trying to distract themselves from SOMETHING in the past, and maybe it has to do with how this world is an alternate universe from Undertale, with the book about humans and Sans asking how we know his brother, and how Toriel even came to have us as their child (and the very, very heavily implied Gastor plot line). I wonder if it’s possible that Dess fell into the Dark World long ago and that’s why she’s missing/dead, and we are going to rescue her from there, and we still don’t know Ralsei’s motives or why he is essentially a parallel of Asriel...

#deltarune #deltarune spoilers #deltarune chapter 2 #deltarune chapter 2 spoilers #snowgrave

[danwhobrowses]

AEW: All Out 2021 - Initial Reaction and Thoughts

I have kept so far off of social media it's not funny And I hope you know how difficult that is being a QA tester

But AEW is back in Chicagoland, there'll be homecomings, title defenses and one would bet some new faces, so without further ado let's get to it

Spoilers on the PPV, watch it on BR or Fite then come back

As I did with Summerslam, I will be marking who I predicted to win in Italics so we can see how right or wrong I was. I also must confess even radio silence could not save me from learning about 1 debut, but it was one I had anticipated.

The Buy In

As usual we started with promo package overkill, but they did right by starting with CM Punk's one because it is a great package - also the video was good.

Half an hour later - which we could've fit one or two matches in - we get to the first match.

Jurassic Express (Jungle Boy & Luchasaurus) and Best Friends (Chuck Taylor, Orange Cassidy & Wheeler Yuta) [w/Marko Stunt] def. HFO (Matt Hardy, Private Party & TH2) [w/The Blade] (Submission on Angelico by Jungle Boy via Snare Trap) Well that was a mouthful. Our quickly put-together clusterfuck started with the HFO coming out quickly, then the Pixies coming out with a nice pop as Orange grabbed a sign hoping that Trent gets well soon. Baltimora had the bigger pop because everyone loves Baltimora, and Jungle Boy, also I loved the sign 'Jurassic Times demand Jurassic Measures'.

Matt and Chuck start but Matt demands OC to come out, Chuck tries to lock up but gets kicked away, and tags in Yuta, who gets thrown in the corner too, so Yuta tags Orange in...and Orange tags Luchasaurus in XD Hardy isn't too willing to try and shove the big dino man and tags in Jack Evans, who gets thrown around. JB gets tagged in, showing off his skillset with the rope flip arm drag and an inch perfect dropkick. Yuta and Kassidy are tagged in next, but Yuta's baited into Quen's blind tag, leading into Angelico to be tagged in. Yuta escapes a wristlock and turns it into an Octopus Stretch, but Evans puts him in an Ankle Lock, so Taylor puts him in a chinlock, so Kassidy climbs on a backpack sleeper, JB then latches an Ankle Lock, so Quen locks in the Cravat, Luchasaurus is out next, assessing who to hit and just decides to tackle them all apart. Proper Indy spot that was.

Luchasaurus is now playing like a hot tag, chop one man, drop the other, chop the one man, drop the other, Kassidy hits his high pitch scream as the big man comes back around to Jack Evans, hitting that wonderfully brutal Chokesault GTS he used to murder Fuego that one time (they didn't name the move, so I'm calling it the Extinction Event). Luchasaurus now stalks Hardy, but Hardy is using himself to distract the big man from Private Party's blindside, he stops them with a chokeslam setup but Hardy hits the chop block, leading to a kick combo from PP and driven into the ring post. Cassidy comes up behind all 3 next though, Superkicks of Death for each of them, Hardy's beside himself from this relentless assault and tries to charge OC, but Cassidy turns it into a Waistlock to push Hardy through the ropes. PP take advantage though, flatliner into Kassidy's knees, then a Standing Shooting Star Press Sandwiching Cassidy again. Taylor comes out next, dodging PP and then using Quen's charge as a release Suplex into Kassidy who was sitting in the lower corner. TH2 run into the DDT/Flatliner combo and then PP are taken out by Taylor's Tope Con Hilo while Yuta splashes Angelico - but Evans breaks it up.

TH2 then hit Yuta with some combos; Back/Neckbreaker, then a launch into Evans' boots, but Taylor breaks up the pin. PP throw Taylor out next though, hitting the Gin n Juice on Yuta, Angelico makes the pin but OC kinda half-heartedly shoves Angelico to break the pin, dragging Yuta in the corner as he puts in the pockets. Two lariat dodges lead to a no hands headscissors on Angelico, a 2 for 1 hurricanrana on PP and a dropkick kip up on Evans, Hardy though sneaks up and hits the Twist of Fate. But his focus is on the illegal man, Yuta tags in JB while Taylor dumps Hardy out, both Taylor and Yuta then Tope on PP, but they don't get much and PP roll back in with Angelico. Crowd firmly behind JB he misses the rebound lariat on Kassidy but recovers by sweeping Quen, Brainbuster on Kassidy as Angelico comes to, JB kicks him to his knees, Evans comes out but he kicks Evans into Angelico, Evans punches JB away as Angelico stands up with Evans on his shoulder, but this only acts as a threat to Luchasaurus who lifts JB on his shoulders, both men trading blows with JB clotheslining Evans off of Angelico.

Quen though looks to use this as a Doomsday Device setup, but JB matrix dodges it, so Kassidy now tries a crossbody, which JB reverses into a Spanish Fly/Moonsault Fallaway Slam (I've only ever seen such a counter in Lucha Underground when Cage reversed the Doomsday Device into a twisting powerslam, I popped for that as well). Luchasaurus is left standing but the Blade threatens involvement, so he eats a Pump Kick, Marko then climbs on Luchasaurus' shoulders and dives on the Blade. Tail Whip by Luchasaurus and then the Snare Trap by JB ends the match.

Post match Jurassic Express leave so Best Friends can Give The People What They Want™ but TH2 jump Yuta and PP jump Taylor, Evans delays Orange for a bit as a hulking figure marches into the ring. Big Bad Butch is back in the game, beheading OC with a lariat before his patented knee steps. He throws OC down as the heels look to swarm OC, but Jurassic Express, Varsity Blonds, Dante Martin, 10 and John Silver make the save. Assisted by the Jurassic Express, Best Friends give the Blonds, Dante, 10 and Silver What The People Want™ much to Silver's giddy elation. JB also looks killer in OC's shades as OC 'climbs' the corners to gesture the crowd.

It was a fun ass indy match to get the crowd hot, it could never try to top Deeb/Riho so it didn't, it did surprise me that it didn't lean too much on the Best Friends/HFO narrative but that was proven to be due to Butcher's return post-match. Last thing this kinda pointless feud needs though is more bodies, maybe being outnumbered will cause Hardy to back off? I mean does anyone remember what they were fighting over? I think this started with Kris and Bunny maybe? It's ran it's course is all.

Afterwards we got a sneak peak of the Rhodes' latest vanity project 'Rhodes to the Top'. Doesn't really interest me tbf I don't wanna see Total AEW Divas you know? I feel like it's just gonna make both of the Rhodes' look bad and since Hana Kimura I have little patience for pseudo-reality and forced drama.

Dan Lambert interrupts commentary from the crowd flanked by 3 UFC fighters and the Men of the Year (I still prefer ScorpEgo). They seem to have threatened to do something later in the show. JR gets his introduction and the PPV begins!

Main Card

It never ceases to make me smile that AEW still uses the 'And you know what that means' to start their shows.

TNT Championship Miro (c) def. Eddie Kingston (Pinfall via Matchka Kick) The announcement of the title match was met with a big roar from the crowd as the Chicago natives were firmly behind Kingston, even having a 'Redeem Deez Nuts' sign AND Shirt. Miro got a nice pop too, signs also pick the perfect spot with Miro because before it was 'Miro vs Ishii When?' and this time it's 'We want AJ and Punk vs CJ and Miro'. Eddie shows no intimidation, even happy and goading the Redeemer into the fight.

Miro makes the charge but runs into a knee to the gut, but he trips Kingston to try and latch on Game Over, Kingston wriggles out and tries the Half Nelson Suplex but Miro powers out and rolls out of the ring. Both men pace as Kingston holds the early advantage, shimmying his shoulders with the fans' clapping, Miro catches the kick but Kingston just pokes the eyes instead, chops to the corner, then machine gun chops to the next corner, Miro tries to grapple but Kingston thrusts him with an Exploder. Miro's rattled out the ring, so Eddie follows, but runs into a kick and is thrown into the barricade, body tackle and superkick by Miro as he again throws Kingston into the opposite barricade, but Kingston rebounds and retaliates with a big boot and returns to the ring.

Knowing he can't win by Countout, Kingston looks to dive at Miro from the apron, but his charge is countered into a twisting powerslam onto the exercise mats, Miro focuses on the back, driving it into the ring post twice but it's not even 1. Miro then focuses on the hand, biting and stomping it, knowing that this nullifies grip, chops and the Uraken, he chokes Kingston on the ropes before another kick to the spine. As Miro stares at the crowd Kingston grits his teeth and stands back up, slapping Miro's beard in hopes of a comeback before being smacked with a forearm. Two Sliding Elbow Drops only gets one, Miro then wears Eddie with a choke but Eddie powers back, couple of chops but he can't lift for the Suplex, allowing Miro to hit a high end dropkick, he soaks in the boos for a bit then body charges Kingston in the corner, he eats a retaliation chop by Kingston, but the second one makes him wince. May've been a miscommunication next, Miro looked like he body charged Kingston who was leaving the corner, but he quickly missed the corner splash, if it was a miscommunication it was well-recovered. Enzugiri by Kingston and a sliding uppercut knocks Miro out the ring, but the Suicide Dive is intercepted by an Enzugiri by Miro. Kingston recovers with a Saito Suplex but both men are reeling.

Miro gets up first, hitting Kingston with forearms and pulling him up, once Kingston's on his feet though he starts getting his fire back, trades of forearms and chops ends with two Side slams for 2. He goes for the Uraken but Miro rolls out the ring on sight, only to eat a Suicide dive. Miro misses the pump kick back in the ring and gets hit with a Fisherman's Suplex pinfall for 2. Crowd is hot behind Kingston, but he's lured into the corner charge so Miro can pummel at the back, Kingston tries to hold onto the turnbuckle pad but rips it off as Miro German's him, Matchka kick floors Eddie, as Miro devilishly smiles with half his chest bruised by chops. He calls for the Game Over, but before he cinches back Kingston starts moving to the ropes, he gets the regular Accolade version which allows Eddie to free an arm and grab the rope.

Crowd is getting really loud now as Miro gets more frustrated, he grabs the Turnbuckle pad but throws it away in reconsideration, opening him up for Eddie to strike: Uraken, DDT! But the Ref was disposing of the turnbuckle pad, gifting that extra few seconds for Miro to kick out at 2. Crowds kayfabe chant 'you fucked up' at the ref while Kingston prepares for the piledriver, but his back gives in twice making him opt for knee strikes to the head. He sees the exposed turnbuckle and prepares to drive Miro into it, but the ref stands in the way - knowing it'd lead to a DQ. The position we know well as Miro uses his frame to obscure the Ref's vision from the heel kick low blow, a clean roundhouse to the head staggers Eddie more and then the Matchka allows the 3.

Strong opener, good narrative of both men exposing the weak points of the other's body parts. The low blow is a bit cheap but it creates the paradox of Miro's holier than thou attitude. Kingston still proves himself strong in defeat, and as I anticipated AEW didn't make him tap out, so the continuity of his I Quit feud with Moxley remains intact, with Miro pushed this far and having to cheat it also sells Kingston as more than capable of being Miro's equal. Miro will have W no. 7 now, and it remains a prize waiting for a young prospect to crack open.

Jon Moxley def. Satoshi Kojima (Pinfall via Death Rider) Kojima got a loud welcome from Chicago but they sang for Moxley as he came down the crowd in a GCW hoodie - sadly no GCW belt which he won recently from Matt Cardona. Bell rings and Kojima offers a handshake, but Moxley is a man of his word, the bell rang so he has no respect, and offers a middle finger instead.

Stiff chops and forearms start the physicality, both men get a kick to the gut but it's Kojima who gets the early advantage with a shoulder tackle and a titty dance next to the titty master. Koji Lariat is avoided by Mox who flees the ring, but Kojima flattens him with a Tope, Moxley elbows Kojima away when the NJPW legend attempts to return to the ring and delivers a suicide dive of his own, Russian Leg Sweep onto the barricade and then Moxley attacks the hand. Knees to the head then a chop in the corner keeps Moxley's confidence high, but Kojima barrages him with Machine gun chops, throwing Moxley into the corner then landing the Elbow Drop for an early 2. Forearms are countered with a backwards slam, he calls for the Brainbuster but Kojima holds his ground, reversing it to put Moxley on the top turnbuckle. Moxley bites at Kojima, so Kojima bites back and lands the Superplex. Both men fight on the Apron before Kojima hits Mox with a forward falling DDT on the apron, DDT back in the ring for another 2 as duelling chants for Mox and Kojima divides the crowd.

Bleeding from the elbow, Mox counters a Koji Cutter with a Choke, twisting it into a Money Clip for 2, then transitioning to a Cross Armbreaker. Kojima gets a leg to the rope but Moxley knees him in the face, Kojima prevents the Paradigm Shift and hits a Brainbuster for 2, Koji Lariat again is averted but this time with a German. Mox tries two standing lariats, but Kojima won't fall, he tries a running lariat but Kojima collides it with a lariat of his own, staggering Moxley, Kojima feels that third time's the charm but Moxley gets a high knee, tries the Paradigm Shift again but this time is countered by a short-arm lariat and a Koji Cutter. Both men trade blows, Moxley uses the ropes but runs into a Discus but roars back with a Rebound Lariat for 2, as Kojima rolls though it's straight into the Bulldog Choke that Kojima gets to the ropes to break.

Moxley rethinks his strategy by kicks to the gut, but he's caught and hit with Mongolian Chops, Moxley headbutts him away long enough to twist Kojima's charge into a rolling Paradigm Shift, Moxley gestures to the crowd, picks him up for the Death Rider for 3.

After the match Moxley shows his respect, bows to Kojima and looks to take a breather, but the music has changed.

The King

Minoru Suzuki

Crowd Roars alive as Moxley looks in disbelief, but the sound is real, the Kaze ni Nare is real and oh baby, Minoru Suzuki is Damn Real. Suzuki makes sure the crowd is ready, but they were born ready as Kaze ni Nare erupts from the building, Murder Grandpa vs Moxley II looks imminent as they stare each other down. Suzuki looks ready for a fight though, hitting Mox with a forearm, Moxley retaliates with the bleeding elbow, Moxley's blood only adds to Suzuki's scoffing as he returns fire, Suzuki goes for a big boot but Moxley laughs it off and goes for a Lariat, but Suzuki holds ground too, Moxley tries again but Suzuki locks him into the Rear Naked Choke, fading Moxley enough to hit the Gotch Piledriver and placing his foot over the prone Moxley.

We knew AEW were put in a corner when Tanahashi was unable to fulfill the planned match with Moxley, and major props to Kojima too for stepping up, Moxley definitely worked to show off Kojima's strengths in the match but not too much to feel like Mox was fully in danger, both men still had an ace in the hole. Mox's victory though only elevates Suzuki's arrival more for the crowd, giving the anticipated rematch time to build where Kojima's match could not.

AEW Women's Championship Dr. Britt Baker DMD (c) [w/Rebel 'Reba' Tanea & Jamie Hayter] def. Kris Statlander [w/Orange Cassidy] (Ref Stoppage Submission via Lockjaw) Statlander appeared in what looked a bit like a remodified version of her gear that she wore in her clunky title match with Nyla years ago, backed by the Best Friends in grey tracksuits (could be the lighting I think that was supposed to be 'space tracksuits'). Baker has added white to her gear and still has the crowd fully behind her, while Jamie also has a new baseball-ish shirt.

Wristlocks are traded to start the match, each switching by rolls or cartwheels, Baker rolls backwards to try and apply the Lockjaw but Statlander wriggles out and motions to a headlock, Baker pulls the hair to get Kris to release the hold and tries a sunset flip, but has to backtrack when Statlander tries her new 'Spider Crab' submission move she submitted Reba to on Rampage. Statlander motions to boop but Britt takes the arm to try and set up another Lockjaw, Statlander rolls out but Baker now motions DMD - which prompts Statlander to grab the arm and use it to boop Baker with her own hand. Shoulder tackle proves the Alien's strength, so Baker uses kicks and a headlock to try and cut her down, she whips her to the turnbuckle but Statlander remains composed and elbows her away, then doing a headstand on the turnbuckle to Mule Kick Baker away, Baker takes advantage of a slow climb to hit Statlander with a Draping Spinning Fisherman Neckbreacker and kicks Statlander out the ring. Hayter and Rebel look to stalk Statlander but OC struts up sunglasses half down with the most 'bruh' stare he can muster, Baker behind him looking confused as hell.

The pause does not disrupt Baker's momentum, her kick from the apron is caught, but she stomps on the hair so Kris lands face first on the apron. Baker assumes control with stomps, a suplex, forearms to the back of the head and then an Octopus hold, Kris powers back with strikes, driving Baker into the corner, running elbow and a running knee gets Kris going but Baker hits back with a Sling Blade, kinda scuffed the stomp attempt but it didn't look like it was meant to happen as Statlander hits the Fisherman's Falcon Arrow for 2. Short-arm Lariat hits once but not the second, as Baker weaves and contorts into a backslide for 2, a planted DDT follows as Statlander pulls an RVD-esque sell but that also only gets 2.

Baker looks annoyed at the hardcam, superkick to Statlander who's on her knees as Reba provides her with the glove. Baker toys with Kris with kicks to the head, but Baker catches the big Superkick and cracks Baker with a kick of her own, sets up the Big Bang Theory but Baker rolls up for 2, Statlander tries to recover with a corner charge but Baker hits the turnbuckle flatliner. She climbs up top, but Statlander recovers, this one was a light botch: Kris looked to go for a delayed superplex but Baker was falling back to the turnbuckle, so in an attempt to gain more leverage she leaned back too far and followed with the Superplex, Kris looked to have hurt her head a little but nothing drastic. Undeterred, Statlander tries the Area 451, but Baker dodges and prepares the Lockjaw, Statlander struggles enough though for Baker to transition to a Crossface, so Statlander lifts her up, eventually scrambling to an Electric Chair position for the Facebuster, Scissor Kick only gets 2.

Baker this time rolls out the ring, and avoids Statlander's Pendulum Moonsault - hard landing for Kris there - which allows Baker to hit a Stomp on the outside, using the steel steps to get some extra height. Baker seeks a countout win as Statlander's floored, OC though in a desperate move uncharacteristically removes his shades and shouts 'Stat! Get Up!' to will her back into the ring, Baker tries Lockjaw but Statlander rolls it into a Spider Crab. It...still doesn't look too great honestly, the setup needs more like a Powerbomb and it'd probably work better is the opponent was either lifted a little (like Shida's Fullmetal Muffler) or their head was backwards like a Boston Crab, regardless Baker frees a leg to kick Statlander away. Scraping kicks to Statlander's face in the corner draws the ire of the ref, who Baker shoves away to deal more stomps and gain some heat. Pittsburgh Sunrise (it's the Panama Sunrise but she's from Pittsburgh) gets a huge pop, 1, 2, No! Baker then hits the Stomp, 1, 2, No! Lockjaw then gets applied and the ref stops the match.

Really good match from these two. It wasn't much a doubt over whether Baker would retain but this was definitely a redemption of sorts from Statlander. Her last title match with Nyla didn't hit the mark and it did harm her momentum and confidence, but she came out here strong and very well received against the super-over Baker, Statlander lost nothing in defeat and proved she can deliver on PPV and be a future champion.

Andrade El Idolo interview segment Andrade was asked whether he was behind PAC's 'travel issues' which has delayed their much-anticipated match to Rampage, and Andrade pleas innocence because he was ready for a fight on PPV, he undermines PAC for being a smaller name compared to him as well and offers to pay for PAC's flight for Rampage to ensure the match goes forward. Chavo suggests that PAC is scared of Andrade and mocks the Lucha Bros for refusing their services.

AEW World Tag Championship Steel Cage Match Lucha Bros [w/ Alex Abrahantes] def The Young Bucks [w/Brandon Cutler] (pinfall by Pentat on Nick via Assisted Package Piledriver) - TITLE CHANGE!! Announcement that the tag titles are next drew a big pop as the cage descended. Interesting to note as well that Cage Escape is not a win stipulation. A live performance for the Lucha Bros with masked and robed dancers, the singers were quite accurate to how they sound on track so that was good, Lucha Bros arrived in Aztec headwear and then hilariously varsity jackets which did not clash at all, Alex though with the red suit. Under the jackets, Penta sports Mexico colours while Fénix has flames on his tights. A round of boos follow the Bucks' entrance, wearing some red at the front badges at the back thing which is somehow less in-your-face as past gears, they are flanked by Gallows in an Elite Shirt, Anderson in a Bullet Club shirt, Brandon in the obscured back in a zebra print tracksuit and Don Callis in a pink suit. Also god Nick what is that beard? It's like he's bleached the Hogan tache blonde but kept the rest of the beard, kinda like Scott Steiner but worse. Don joined commentary as well.

The match starts with throwing hands, but strangely the Bucks try to climb out the cage to start, which commentary does note confusion over. Fénix dropkicks them into the steel with the assist from Penta, some liquid tag team dodging still goes Lucha Bros' way with simultaneous corner Enzugiris, Nick looks to get an advantage by knocking away Penta but Fénix dropkicks him back into the steel, kicking Matt in the jaw as he did a turnbuckle headstand after his charge missed too. Fénix gets Matt's hand for a corner arm drag, but Nick has the same idea with Penta, they meet on the same turnbuckle so Fénix instead Rana's Nick, Lucha Bros remain firmly in control with the lower ass dropkick (they called it something but I didn't catch the first word) and then stereo superkicks, two throws head first into the steel and then a tackle should've been enough, but the Bucks moved out of the way for the fourth attack causing the Lucha Bros to land into the steel themselves.

The Bucks assume some control now, hitting the brothers with the corner-to-corner Double Stomp and Backstabber, a dropkick sandwiches Penta's head between Matt's boot and the steel, as he slumps in the small gap between the cage and apron, and then Fénix gets the same with a nasty landing from the powerbomb into the cage wall - Penta hit with a PK to keep him down. The Bucks posture as they find their groove, Matt choking Fénix with a chain while Nick continues to wear down Penta. They try to powerbomb Fénix again into the cage, but Fénix hurricanrana's Matt into the steel instead, Nick eats 2 Sling Blades and then Matt a Backstabber from Penta for 2, broken by Nick. Fénix then defies logic again, doing his usual setup for the flipping arm drag but this time using the cage wall to kick off and arm drag Matt instead of Nick, he rolls away from Nick's senton who runs into Penta's tilt-a-whirl backbreaker, their stereo superkicks though are avoided and kick each other instead.

Cutters are traded next, Nick to Fénix, Penta to Nick, Matt's to Penta was slick, Fénix's handspring though is scouted as they try to throw him overhead, but he lands on his feet and lands the Rolling Double Cutter. Penta lets Fénix hit a Superkick on Matt before hitting the Pentagon Driver (which Excalibur still calls Made in Japan, currentish IWGP World Heavyweight Champion Shingo Takagi's move - ish depending on if you're asking Will Ospreay or not) but it's only a 2. Fénix whistles to his brother like a dog to set up the Fear Factor, but Nick pushes Fénix into the cage and Matt flips out, Penta now in the Sharpshooter as Fénix has a nasty landing on the apron from a German Suplex. Commentary reminds that there's no rope breaks, so Fénix has to kick through Nick to get a kick on Matt to break the hold, now the Bucks use the Draping Swanton but it's only 2, Fénix tries fighting back, but the Bucks hit a double Superkick when he springs up, causing him to bounce off the cage wall again.

With Fénix in between, the Bucks do what looked more like a Fear Factor variant of the Indytaker, Nick dropkicking Penta on the tombstone so he can land a senton on Fénix, both cover each brother but only get 2 a piece. Crowd tries to will the Lucha Bros alive as the Bucks set Fénix up for the BTE Trigger, but like on Dynamite Fénix rolls away so the Bucks' knees clash instead, he tries a Springboard Crossbody but the brothers Jackson catch him, looking to set up the Meltzer Driver, but Fénix wriggles away, pushing Matt into Nick who rebounds off the cage, Matt low blows both of the Lucha Bros to disrupt their momentum with Callis noting that it's all legal.

More Bang For Your Buck's pinfall is broken at 2 by a Penta superkick to Matt, annoyed the Bucks now focus on the masks of the Lucha Bros and then Lawn Darts Fénix into the cage wall. Motioning to Cutler, Brandon throws a bag over the cage into the ring (would've been funnier if he failed the first time), Matt takes his shoe off and I blood left my face with flashbacks of Candice LeRae - and lo it was just that: the Thumbtack Shoe - a $5000 variation. Penta's already bleeding as Matt stalks Fénix, but Penta stands between Matt and his brother, taking the blow for him (cameras missed the impact though which was a shame), focusing on Penta now, Nick prepares to throw him headfirst into Matt's Tack Shoe, but Penta just about holds his ground to stop...but not for the second time, his mask 'stuck' on the tacks as Matt digs the shoe further into Penta's head and then Nick drives in with a Helluva Kick.

Penta's pooling with blood now as the Bucks prepare a BTE Trigger, but Fénix is standing up now, so they hit him with a tacked Superkick and a Poison Rana, BTE Trigger on Penta, 1, 2, NO! Fénix just reached out in time to break the count. Both Lucha Brothers are bleeding as Alex is willing the crowd on, Matt takes the shoe off to use it like a belt shot, but Fénix kicks it away, the Bird of War has come to life as he reverses Nick's back body drop into a Hurricanrana onto Matt. Matt's put on the turnbuckle and Nick's kicked away, Fénix spots the Tack Shoe and clubs Nick in the head with it, then Matt, Blackfire Driver! 1, 2, NO! Lucha Bros look for the Fear Factor, so Nick again tries to throw Fénix into the cage wall, this time though Fénix latches onto the cage wall, so Nick decides to climb too. Matt and Penta yank their opponent down, staring each other down and hitting stereo Package Piledrivers. Now Matt and Penta collide, they're up on the turnbuckle where Penta realises something: they've gone through this whole match without a Canadian Destroyer, and it's time to rectify that.

The Super Destroyer is not pinned though, all four men wobbling as they chop each other (at this point Penta's practically unmasked, only blood obscures his face), then they trade superkicks, a second round though leaves Matt the quicker foot and still standing, but Fénix kips up and knocks him with a superkick too, then Nick does that to Fénix, then Penta does that to Nick, and Matt and Penta double clothesline. Fénix and Nick fight next, Nick does a flip escape but Fénix rocks him with his Tiger Feint Rebound Roundhouse into Penta, Fear Factor! 1, 2, Matt breaks it up! Fénix gestures another top rope move but Penta tells him to think higher: the top of the cage. Fénix ascends the Cage's top looking for a massive Fear Factor finish, but just when they prepare, Nick superkicks Penta, and now he climbs the cage to meet Fénix, and runs into a PK back down. Cage Crossbody on all 3, assisted Package Piledriver, Fénix claws Matt away, 1, 2, 3!

The cage lifts as Penta celebrates with his kids before reconvening with his brother and Alex to celebrate at the ramp.

Jesus what a match, brutal and athletic. How can you underrate either team when they keep delivering bangers like this? Even though I bet against them I'm not at all upset with the Lucha Bros winning, if anything I only expected it because it paired in with the Andrade storyline - who had promised under him they would win the titles - and because I was hoping for Santana & Ortiz to win the titles at Grand Slam, which could still happen but I was kinda liking them as babyfaces. But the Bucks' reign ends, which means that it's new destinations for both teams, perhaps this will be an opportune time for AEW to use the pedigree of the Bucks to elevate another tag team like they have with Jurassic Express, or maybe even feud with Santana & Ortiz or the fractured Dark Order.

A recap of the matches reminds us that we've had some great matches so far, as we steel ourselves for the Women's Casino Royale.

Women's Casino Battle Royale Joker: Ruby Soho wins the Battle Royale First is the clubs, which begins with Hikaru Shida for a nice big pop, then Skye Blue - the Chicago native late addition replacing the injured Julia Hart - who gets another big hometown welcome, Emi Sakurai with butler Lulu Pencil and the Bunny are next, but Abadon with new hair and new gear makes the striking impression. I am confused though, didn't Nyla say she would start the Battle Royale? I felt like that was a thing in the build.

No friends in the ring for Shida, former teacher Sakura goes right for her but gets hit with a powerslam, Abadon and Bunny stared down but focused on Skye Blue as Shida got hit with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Shida sprawls too close to Bunny who shifts her focus on the former champion while Skye takes Sakura in a show of Ss. Both Skye and Bunny eat tilt-a-whirl backbreakers though as teacher and student don't see eye to eye, Abadon though sneaks up on them and scares both Joshi, aiming for the only women whose given her the L twice in her AEW career. Skye and Bunny take the centre stage as Skye tries to rally, only to be kneed by Bunny, Skye retaliates with a rope jump knee strike - dangerous territory as she poses unaware of Abadon, she survives the throw but not the boot, a row of boos as Chicago laments that one of their own was the first to be eliminated. Bunny then eliminates Abadon though to cheers, Abadon impressively landed on her feet, and hopefully she will not forget Allie's actions of As.

Allie takes her time before stomping Shida out of Emi's Romero Special, she tries to throw Emi but she resists and goes for Shida again, using a hair yank to throw Shida around. Double Underhook Backbreaker preludes the next suit: Diamonds. Anna Jay charges right for the Bunny for revenge as Kiera Hogan , KiLynn King, Diamante and Nyla come out. King tried to save Shida from Hogan, but real life girlfriend Diamante retaliates leading to them teaming up on the Dark standout. Nyla, Emi and Shida continue to duke it out, unable to take turns on who fights who as Anna and Bunny fight in the corner. Emi gets hit to the apron and seated by Diamante's failed chop block, allowing Shida to Baseball Slide both and eliminate her former mentor. Hogan is also eliminated by Nyla via an Enzugiri while she was sitting on the Turnbuckle, then sadly KiLynn King could not reignite past feuds with Nyla and is eliminated by her with a big clothesline. Shida hits the Willow's Bell on Diamante and locks eyes with Nyla, she tries to Rana but the Native Beast powers through and dumps the former champion in surprise fashion - fans booed it too, having a special handshake with Diamante to signify an alliance there.

Alliance did not last long as they determined to leave Anna and Allie to their assault of As, both Diamante and Allie have the advantage on opposite corners when Hearts are called. Thunder Rosa charges at lightning speed at Nyla, who calls a Time Out and gets a dropkick instead, Penelope Ford puts the disadvantage on Anna while Riho gets a nice pop from the crowd, Jamie Hayter comes in next and then Big Swole just as Riho hits Allie and Ford with a 619. Hayter zones in on the smaller opponent in Riho while Swole eyes her rival Diamante, Commentary incorrectly say Riho was eliminated by Hayter, even though she kicked the Joshi under the ropes - maybe something happened? - Swole eliminates Diamante with a diving headbutt but is thrown out by Hayter, allowing Diamante and Swole to continue brawling. Hayter then joins Nyla in fighting Rosa, but she fights back with charging dropkicks.

Spades are last and like a storm Tay Conti rushes to save her friend, hitting a Tay-KO on Allie as Red Velvet is called, spearing Hayter as Leyla Hirsch comes in, seeking a target to throw and finding Penelope. Jade Cargill's the penultimate name called as Leyla German's Nyla but runs into a strike by Jade, Rebel is the final Spade to assist Jamie on attacking Velvet. Penelope almost eliminates Conti by the turnbuckle, but Conti uses her core strength to sit back up, Rebel's feat of doing the splits in the middle of the ropes does not save her though, as she's prime target for Velvet's dropkick. Bunny follows, she dragged Anna with her to the apron but her kick was blocked, Anna's kick landed, but then Penelope's landed on Anna. Tay cannot boot Penelope over the ropes but the Leyla is eliminated by being Gorilla Pressed by Jade onto Anna and Bunny. Conti is whiplashed mid-rope by Ford, Velvet and Hayter in one corner, Jade and Nyla zoning on Rosa in the other, the countdown for the joker cannot be heard though because Chicago knows which woman they want to come out.

And they get it.

Ruby Soho with 'Destination AEW' on the back of her jacket, she comes for Jade first, staggering her with kicks, Nyla attacks next, staggering her with a headbutt, but Rosa uses Soho as a platform to Rana Nyla, both women eye up Cargill but Jade fights through, a nice pumphandle suplex from her on Soho preludes Conti doing her Three Amigas Judo throws, Ford lands on her feet for the third though as Cargill dumps Hayter out so she can face her first rival alone. Conti's attacks keep being countered by Ford, and she eats a hook kick to keep her floored, at this time Jade dumps Velvet out, but she posed too much and Nyla lobs her out, Rose herself surviving a double assault from Soho and Rosa as Conti uses a headscissors to eliminate Ford - only for herself to be blindsided on the apron by Nyla.

It comes down to Three; Nyla, Rosa and Soho. Soho and Rosa are fended off by Nyla, Tree Slam on Soho, Samoan Drop on Rosa, Nyla shifts attention to Soho and puts her in the Tree of Woe, but Rosa uses this to throw Nyla over, she holds on but cannot avoid the Shotgun Dropkick. Now it's Soho and Rosa, both women super over with the crowd as they trade chops, both are exchanging the same counters, so Rosa tries the Fire Thunder Driver, Soho escapes and tries her old Riott Kick, Rosa tries to reverse it but Soho turns it into a whip to get Rosa onto the apron. Rosa though goes for the slow DDT, but Soho holds onto the ropes in Skin the Cat fashion, leaving her stomach prone for Rosa to stomp. Soho manages to stumble Rosa, dodges a kick and staggers Rosa with a knee, Rosa's legs now dangerously close to ground, Soho tries a lift, then a German but Rosa then tries a DVD, Soho escapes, throws Rosa in the ring post, Gamagiri hits Rosa clean and eliminates her.

Oh JR, had to pull a WWE Dynamite and call her Ruby Riott XD

I...liked it? But it's not all I wanted from this Battle Royale. I hoped this'd be a platform to properly expand the Women's Division and set up multiple long-term feuds, instead we mainly retread on old feuds, but we also unceremoniously dumped out fan favourites like Shida, Riho and Skye Blue for little less than nothing, we also had the chance to better showcase Kiera Hogan, KiLynn King, Abadon and Jamie Hayter but had them eliminated by people with no real storyline connection or implication. I do hope Riho's okay because that elimination was wonky and must've been done due to an injury. I also didn't like how half of the eliminations is just 'I'm gonna pose in this obviously dangerous position I hope nobody blindsides me', we need to find new tricks.

The final two though was some good wrestling, happy for Ruby and she'll hopefully make a good fit for AEW

It's 10:30 and I have 4 matches still...yeep

If Chris Jericho Loses, he Retires Chris Jericho def. MJF (Submission via Walls of Jericho) A Y2J countdown gets the crowd going, but the tron doesn't erupt in Judas, instead it says 'Jericho's Last Match' and MJF's music hits. HEEL

That's all you can say until he comes out in kingly robes, without Wardlow surprisingly, getting in the face of fans and sporting new gear, no more plaits this time.

No Entrance Music for Jericho, instead there's Fozzy's guitarist playing the riff to will Chicago to sing along. Jericho in a biker jacket and his baseball bat Floyd as MJF stares daggers at him. An ad for Jericho's book preludes the match too.

Before locking up MJF adds heat by ripping up signs. A stalemate of sorts begin with traded shoulder tackles and hip tosses, Jericho's experience seems to be winning out when he prepares the walls, but MJF turns it into a cradle for 2. MJF and Jericho leave the ring, the veteran getting the advantage and tossing MJF into barricades, into the crowd they go as Jericho poses with a sign, but then back to ringside where Jericho dumps one of those queue rope holder things (sue me I don't know every word) right on MJF. Back in the ring MJF is dumped out again by a triangle dropkick, but he baits the baseball slide by trapping Jericho in the apron, he regains advantage by wrenching on the shoulder that was injured, taunting the crowd in between his attacks. Suplex gets 2 so he bites the fingers, second Suplex is countered allowing Jericho to chop, Bulldog and Backbreaker for 2, MJF goes back for the arm, stomps and hammerlock throws for 2, now MJF goes for chops, strutting like Flair and then gyrating, Jericho throws him over but MJF just counters with a Heatseeker on the apron.

Count Out is being threatened but Jericho gets in enough at 9, avoiding MJF's stomp, MJF gets a little too cocky and misses the Asai Moonsault - landed on his feet though - and then receives a Twisting Powerbomb on the apron. Back in the ring it's back to fisticuffs, MJF does an eye rake but misses the haymaker and gets hit in the back, Jericho looks for a top rope attack but lands into a one-legged Codebreaker for 2. The back attack from early delays MJF from lifting Jericho, allowing the Demo God the chance to try the Walls, MJF kicks him away but runs into a Shoulder Block, then a Lionsault - just to prove he can - but it's only 2. MJF is writhing as Jericho clubs him in the corner, 10 strikes looks to soften MJF for a Super Rana but he counters it into a Sit-Out Powerbomb, MJF still sells the back and the time allows Jericho to kick out at 2. He bites at Jericho next, sets him up for a Superplex but is pushed away, Flying Codebreaker only gets 2 for Jericho.

Out comes Wardlow, but Hager intercepts and brawls, the distraction is enough though for MJF to use Floyd the Bat to hit Jericho, MJF shouts Goodbye to Jericho and hits his own Judas Effect: 1, 2, 3? The bell rings but Jericho's foot is on the ropes, it takes a secondary ref to inform Aubrey and the Announcer so the match can resume. MJF is angry, he shoves Aubrey but she shoves back, allowing Jericho to roll up MJF for the 2 (nice call to when he technically won the world title from Triple H), MJF then cinches the Salt of the Earth, Jericho fights it into a rollup, just a 2, he scraps and claws at MJF and finally gets in the Walls of Jericho, MJF tries to crawl to the ropes but he's dragged to the middle and taps. The Inner Circle come to congratulate Jericho after.

So, they were never gonna retire Jericho like this, not with 4 losses and not when there's still mileage in fans singing Judas. Frankly, the feud went on too long, the Labors were decent but peaked at Nick Gage (sorry Juice and Wardlow) and it made no sense that MJF was a fifth labor because the labors were meant to be completed SO Jericho could face MJF. I guess it's 'just desserts' for the heel but now where does AEW's best heel go from here? He needs a solid win and so does his faction.

CM Punk def. Darby Allin (Pinfall via GTS) Next would be the one everyone was looking forward to, a Century Gothic Quote starts Darby's entrance as he hangs a body bag with 'Best in the World' from a Helicopter then jumps off of said helicopter. Sting gives Darby a fistbump and hug before letting him skate alone to the ring, a strong pop considering who he is facing.

And who he is facing is chanted at full volume as Cult of Personality is sang along louder than they sang Judas. Punk in the trousers gets to his knees, checks his watch and tells the world what they wanna know: It's Clobberin' Time.

Punk looks in great shape for the match as both opponents stare each other down, Punk even taking a seat to stare at him, both stand at the same time, like two predators ready for war. The bell rings to cheers as they lock up, Darby shifts his weight to roll Punk away, a surprised 'well okay then' smirks from Punk as Darby wins the first exchange. Darby knows to be hesitant with locking up, and his hesitation is well found as Punk uses his strength to shoulder barge Darby away. The third lock is controlled by Darby's hammerlock, every attempt to roll away doesn't deter Darby until he releases it for a roll up, not even 1 though as Punk elbows him down. Scoop Slam doesn't get 1 for Punk so he tries a headlock, Darby surprises Punk by using his speed to tackle him down, but on the second time he almost sets himself up for GTS, which Darby is quick and wise to stay well away from.

Leaving the ring, Darby takes a moment to get his head straight, he tries a hip toss but Punk is too strong, he manages the springboard hip toss though and rams his body into Punk's in the corner. He tries a hammer throw but it's countered and Darby does that nasty nasty spot where he goes through the turnbuckle and ricochets off the ring post. Punk rolls him in for just a 2, then focuses on the back with a stretch, when he reaches the ropes he stomps Darby and hits a backdrop but it's only good for 2, he stretches Darby again and counters his fight back with a Kitchen Sink and an Abdominal Stretch, then again with a Tilt-a-Whirl Backbreaker and a chinlock before returning to the Abdominal Stretch. Darby soon regains momentum though, escaping the stretch long enough to hit his over-the-top stunner, Slaps from Darby keep Punk frazzled as he hits a springboard Coffin Splash and a roll up for 2, Punk tries GTS but Darby Sunset Rolls for 2 again, Darby's strike combo and then a Code Red for 2. Darby seeks the Coffin Drop, but Punk cuts him off and prepares for an Avalanche Back Drop, only for Darby to cleverly shift it into a Crossbody Splash for 2. Darby goes for a Jacknife Pin but Punk uses his core to crab up, twisting for a Backslide, he can't get all the way but he lifts him for GTS, hits it! But Darby's body sprawls out of the ring.

Darby answers the count at 9 to Punk's relief, before using his strength to keep Darby jaded, classic knee strike to the corner followed by a short-arm clothesline. He gestures for GTS, but Darby is limp, he takes time to lift Darby which gives him the time to elbow Punk's jaw, hammering it until Punk is on his knees. Punk rolls out the ring but gets hit with the Darby-patented Suicide Dive, then a Swanton from the top turnbuckle to the outside. He throws Punk in the ring and prepares to Coffin Drop, but not before drawing heat by gesturing GTS himself, he makes the jump but Punk sits up just in time! He soaks up his cleverness a little too much though because his confident shuffle to pin Darby is reversed into a pin by Darby for 2, so Punk holds on mid-kick out to lift him up for GTS, he gets the throw but Darby blocks the knee, Last Supper! 1, 2, No!

Leg Lariat floors Darby, but Darby gets his boots up in the corner, he climbs on Punk looking for a Poison Rana, but Punk shifts him and that's the GTS! 1, 2, 3!

Punk gestures 7 to the cameras to note that he's back after 7 years, Sting then comes out and shakes Punk's hand before both men tend to Darby. Darby staggers away to get up on his own and shakes Punk's hand too as Darby and Sting leave the ring for Punk to soak in. Punk gleefully takes a lap before joyfully leaving, letting the fans tell him which tunnel he's supposed to leave through.

It won't get 5 stars but this was still great fun to see, it was a moment more than it was a match, and it's good to see that Punk barely misses a step. Darby still looks strong too and we open much more new opportunities with Punk on the roster. The finish was a bit quick for me, but it was the right finish: it's Bret in Canada, you don't have Punk lose in Chicago...unless you want a riot that is.

Full Gear was promoted for November before the piss break.

Paul Wight def. QT Marshall [w/ Aaron Solo & Nick Comoroto] (Pinfall via Chokeslam) The Factory came out first, before Wight returned in a more clothed version of his usual singlet. Solo was thrown at Wight and dumped out the ring, Comoroto - not used to facing someone this bigger and this heavier than him - would also be dragged out the ring too.

QT's opening blows are nothing to Wight, who effectively destroys Marshall with chops between punches and standing on him. QT does get some momentum by using dropkicks, dropping Wight to his knees with a dropkick to the hip, his strikes are shoved off by Wight but a Shotgun Dropkick does floor the big man - enough for a 1 count at least which dumps QT out of the ring. QT tries the Diamond Cutter but it's shrugged off, Shoulder Block and a Back Body Drop keeps him down as Wight lifts Solo into the ring to chop him, Comoroto fares a little better after eating one Wight's punches, but is felled to a pounce, giving Marshall time to climb to the turnbuckle and land into a Chokeslam for 3.

At least it was over quickly, maybe could've been quicker. I dunno since the Cody feud demolished them the Factory are nobodies, which is a shame because Comoroto and Ogogo have great potential, they're just in the wrong spot. This wasn't a PPV match either, this was better a segment or a Buy-In 'match' and the Gunn Club turn had no influence on this in the end either, so meh.

Dynamite/Rampage Promo

Dynamite is promoted for next Wednesday and it's Moxley vs Suzuki booked! Mox then cuts a promo on Suzuki before the rest of the card is shown; Ruby Soho will have a segment to address her win and collision course with Baker, and Dustin vs Black as previously announced on Rampage.

Black cuts a promo too, inviting Dustin to get angry because it makes him prone to mistake, taunting Dustin with his past victories in the Codyverse so to keep him angry.

We also promoted PAC/Andrade on Rampage but it was just saying the match is on Friday.

AEW World Championship Kenny Omega (c) [w/Don Callis] def. Christian Cage (Pinfall via Avalanche One Winged Angel)

Christian comes out first with the Impact World Title around his waist, but Kenny goes more showy with Devil's Sky and tights reminiscent of his New Japan days and blue in his hair. When his name was called he danged the world title in front of Christian as commentary note how he's on the verge of surpassing Moxley's world title reign in days.

Omega tries a V-Trigger before the bell, but Christian dodges it and prepares a Killswitch that Omega escapes, wagging his finger and starting a shoving contest. Omega hits a rana but Christian regains control on the outside, throwing Omega in the barricade and then a jumping splash from the top turnbuckle. Omega is next to shift momentum though by reversing an Irish Whip that throws Christian up and over the steel steps, using Callis as distraction he pulls out a table to stomp onto Christian, cracking the furniture as Omega mockingly channels Urkel's 'Did I do that?'.

Callis sets up another table with Kenny, but the suplex is countered by Christian who suplexes Omega away from the table. Back in the ring Omega's dropkick is scouted as he lands back first on the floor, but he rakes Christian's eyes before he can capitalize and lands a modified sling blade for 2. Raking facelocks and chops are among the actions Kenny does to try and cut Christian's breathing, a Back drop draws Cage to the corner where he tries to use his feet to hide openings for Kenny, he gets to his feet and climbs to the turnbuckle, but Kenny just shoves him off back outside the ring.

Humorously, Kenny's initial attempt to Moonsault off the barricade leads him to slip on his ass, but the second one hits the mark and splashes Christian on the outside, it's only good for 2 though. Christian tries to fight through Kenny's assault, but he's thrown into the turnbuckle then hit with an Ushigoroshi for 2. Kenny looks to go up top but Christian cuts him off, Super Rana by Cage is clean but no space for a pin, instead they trade blows, Kenny throwing his weight to get the upper hand, he misses the corner elbow which allows Christian to start his 10 strikes, but at 4 Kenny sets up the OWA, so Christian wriggles out, pushes him back in the Turnbuckle and starts again. Christian's getting some speed on Omega, and almost has him in a Cloverleaf, so Kenny after trying to eye rake and pull hair loosens a leg and kicks him away, he sets up the You Can't Escape but Christian reverses the run up into a reverse DDT for 2.

Cage sizes Kenny up for a spear, but he runs into a Knee, Christian escapes the Tiger Driver and lands a Swinging DDT to set up the Killswitch, Kenny escapes and uses a Spinning Leg Lariat to send Christian in the corner; V-Trigger, Snap Dragon Suplex, Another Snap Dragon, he gestures the gun but Christian gives him the finger, so he gives Christian a third Snap Dragon and a V Trigger. Both men edge closer to Chekov's table, Kenny looking to German Christian onto, Christian holds onto the ropes so he tries a Snap Dragon, but Christian reverses into a Killswitch setup, which Kenny avoids by pushing Cage into the ring post, he looks for the OWA but Christian escapes by returning to the ring and a reverse neckbreacker, onto the apron and Christian spears Kenny into the table with venom.

Spear to the back and front gives Christian the 2 count, so he goes up top, Frog Splash falls into Kenny's knees but Christian's damage to Kenny's back prevents him from performing the Dr Wagner Bomb. 2 V Triggers land, Christian blocks the third to try and fight back, but Kenny hits another one, then a Rain Trigger! Calling back a lot of New Japan now. Kenny goes for the Tiger Driver but Christian escapes, taking Kenny down for a Cloverleaf - sensing danger, Callis motions to the ramp, and the Good Brothers comes down. As Callis distracts the ref, Christian fends off Anderson, but Gallow has him held against the rope for Kenny to attack, V Trigger obviously hits Gallows instead and Christian tries the Killswitch, Kenny escapes, Omega tries the OWA, Christian escapes, Killswitch attempts, Killswitch lands! 1, 2, No! That was a close 2 as well, very good timing.

As Christian sets Kenny on the turnbuckle Callis tries to sneak behind him, being chased away when spotted. Christian looks to set up an Avalanche Killswitch but Kenny rakes the eyes, sets up for OWA, and lands it, nobody kicks out and that's 3.

The Bucks come out wrapped up to celebrate with the Elite and beat down Christian more, Jurassic Express try to help but the numbers are too grand. Chants of Yes! come from the crowd but Kenny grabs a mic, telling them that nobody is on his level. Apt choice of words though; the only people who can beat him are either not here, already retired or already dead

The lights go out, and it's a Ghost! Britt Baker's Boyfriend! Adam Cole BayBay comes to the ring, ready to argue with Kenny about his case of being killed off of BTE, but then he shifts his focus and superkicks Jungle Boy!

Embracing the Bucks and getting a triple kiss, Kenny mocks the crowd for thinking that Cole, their good friend, would be their enemy. Cole then talks about how the Elite is now the biggest faction in the business and that nobody is going to stop them. Kenny happily says it's a happy ending and prepares his goodbye and good night, but before that even happens, another music hits.

Oh Yes. Yes. Yes.

It's Bryan Danielson, backing the faces, as they fend off the Elite, Danielson hits the Buisaku Knee on Nick before celebrating with Christian and Jurassic Express while Cole - thunder stolen - looks angrily on.

Well it's midnight and that's how you end a PPV. Kenny vs Christian was a decent enough match all things considered, it's hard to fill the boots of Kenny vs Hangman like we wanted, but we can be patient, we have brand new toys to play with after all. Some of the shenaniganry was a bit gimmicky especially since it was a little too similar to Jericho vs MJF, but we never really bought Christian beating Kenny here so it doesn't matter as much.

Conclusion Somehow I didn't feel as enthralled as I did for Double or Nothing, but I still felt like this was great. I think it bodes down to the whole 'higher highs but lower lows' argument; Wight/QT shouldn't have been there, the Women's Casino Royale could've been booked better for most of the women and MJF/Jericho needed a bit more oomph. On the other hand, can you really fault a PPV that just gave us debuts for Minoru Suzuki, Ruby Soho (oh right, she was the one I was spoiled on btw), Adam Cole BayBay and Bryan Danielson on the same night CM Punk, Darby Allin, Christian Cage, Kenny Omega, the Lucha Bros, the Young Bucks, MJF, Jericho, Miro, Eddie Kingston and Jon Moxley all competed in?

This may indeed be worth the 3-4 hours sleep I bet I'll get now, but with a backlog as long as my arm I need to sleep

Pro Wrestling is Great.

#aew #all elite wrestling #aew all out #all out 2021 #aew dynamite #aew rampage

[blog-of-a-multitude-of-fandoms]

Bandit- Jaskier

Pairing: Jaskier x Reader (Platonic)

Characters: Jaskier, Geralt of Rivia

Warnings: N/A

Request: Anon – “Can I request a Jaskier from the Witcher? Maybe where the reader is a monster hunter and has been travelling with him and Geralt saves his life?”

Word Count: 559

Author: Aaron

“Now gentlemen, I think we can all just put our very sharp looking swords down and we can just go on about our day.” The lowlife bandits did not take too kindly to Jaskier’s calls for peace as they slowly crept forward, making their tight circle around you, him and Geralt even smaller. “Besides, it isn’t very fair is it… there must be fifteen of you guys and fighting wise, there’s only one of us.”

“I can still fight.” With a little difficult you hoisted your blade from its sheath and rested it against your bandaged, cast supported arm. “I’m not completely useless.”

“Can you all just shut up.” The apparent ringleader of the ruffians perched from a small crest above, his dark oak moustache wriggled as he spoke and his gleaming, polished leather boots sat carefully on dry dirt. “Just throw them your money and we’ll make your death swift, put up a fight and well gut you two and take the Witcher’s head as a trophy piece.” Your cold silence brought no pleasure to the ringleader who after a short, exasperated sigh casually ordered his band of merry men to gut you like fish.

You brought your sword up to parry the first heart-filled blow but before your steel clashed with his the ring of attackers flew back, and Geralt’s fingertips sang with a humble purple glow.

Most of the men lay on the ground, clutching at their head whilst the rest fled, it was only the head of the crew who hopped down from his rocky outcrop and drew his weapon. Still trying to comprehend what had happened, you hadn’t noticed him wrapping his arm around Jaskier’s throat and taking him as a hostage.

“Listen here you little pricks, give me your coin and your weapons and you get your shit bard back.”

“Oi.” Jaskier seemed far too offended at the wrong thing. “I’ll have you know, my bard work is fantastic.”

“Jaskier.” You hissed, knowing full well how much trouble his loose tongue had caused in the past.

“Fine.” Geralt grumbled, dropping his swords to the ground, and scattering his loose coin on top of them.

“Finally.” With his arm still tightly hugging Jaskier and his small Kris pressed against his back, he shuffled forward. “Right.” He scooped up the coin and kicked the swords far away from the Witcher. “Your turn now.” He pointed the blade at you, you looked over at Geralt but his infamous emotionless aura came as little help.

“Just don’t hurt him.” You followed in suit, tossing your blade to the dirt as well as a small leather sack, just too big to comfortably slide into a pocket. Before the container left your hand, you made sure to show the powdered grey contents to Geralt.

“Aren’t I such a lucky boy.” His grip of Jaskier did not loosen as he bent down, his scummy, unkempt fingers wrapped around the sack.

“Jaskier.” You called out as Geralt slowly raised his hand. “Run.” With an aura of great panic Jaskier rammed his heel onto the bandit’s toe and with the tiny gap created, rolled out of the way. Geralt pushed his fingers forward, a small flicker of flame shot from his fingers and into the sack, which detonated from his hand and hurtled him into the overpass which he had emerged from.

#Bandit #Anon #Request #Jaskier #Jaskier Imagine #Jaskier One Shot #Julian Pankratz #Julian Pankratz Imagine #Julian Pankratz One Shot #The Witcher #The Witcher Imagine #The Witcher One Shot #Aaron

[ahtohallan-calling]

Drtlp and number 4

kris remember that time we talked about moving in together 

and you promised to do a bunch of stuff

and it was super romantic and sweet 💕

.

Yeah :) 

.

okay um i need you to make good on that

guess what comes on FX at 4

.

Oh no…I won’t be home til after 6

.

its ok it doesnt go off til 8:30 so we got time

also can u bring home more ice cream please please please 💕

.

Do you want chocolate? Or is that still a no-go?

.

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

why did you have to remind me

.

Kristoff chuckled and slid his phone back into his pocket before returning to the kennels, where a very excitable border collie was waiting to be let out. “Sorry, bud,” he said, lifting the puppy carefully into his arms and scratching him behind the ears before setting him onto the floor. “Ryder’s out sick today, so we’re running behind. Walking you got me out of a gland cleaning, though, so thanks for that.”

The puppy woofed in response, already bounding towards the door, and Kristoff couldn’t help but laugh. “Anna would love you, little guy,” he said, holding the door open and leading the puppy into the yard with the other dogs. 

-

“I love him,” Anna gushed, pulling the phone from his hands so she could zoom in on the picture of the puppy. “Oh my god! He looks so fluffy!”

“He’s there for the rest of the week. I’ll take way more pictures for you,” Kristoff promised as he hung up his white coat before flopping on the sofa next to her, putting his arm over her shoulders.

Anna smiled and nestled against him. “You got here just in time. Once the commercials are done it’s gonna be the car scene. Remember when we used to do shit like that?”

He winked down at her. “We still can do stuff like that, you know. We don’t even have neighbors, we can do it right now.”

“Might be a tighter fit in the backseat of the car than it used to be,” she laughed, setting a hand on the generous swell of her stomach. “Thank your son for that.”

“We can make it work,” he said, leaning down to kiss her.

She met him enthusiastically, tangling her hands in his hair; he was about to tug her onto his lap when he heard “Where to, Miss?”

Immediately Anna gasped and pulled back. “Oh! It’s back on! Shh.”

“You’re the one tal–”

“Shh!”

-

“You know the ending never changes, right?” Kristoff asked, bemused, as Anna sniffled into the front of his shirt.

She hiccuped something incoherent, and he tightened his arms around her where she was nestled as close as she could get against his chest. “Seriously, baby, are you alright?”

She pulled back, her eyes red. “You’re t-too tall.”

“Um…I’m sorry? I thought you liked it.”

“I do,” she said, a fresh wave of tears welling up. “But everyone– everyone is always like ‘oh, there was room for both of them on the door’, but you’re too tall, Kris. You’d just, like, hang off the ends.”

He had to fight to hold back a laugh. “Anna, baby, when are we going to find ourselves on a sinking ship anyway?”

“I don’t know,” she said, so pathetically he couldn’t help but kiss her forehead. “But I started thinking about it and now I’m sad. I don’t want you to freeze to death like that.”

“Okay. I promise not to get in a shipwreck in the middle of the North Atlantic and freeze to death,” he teased, and was rewarded by a faint, wobbly smile.

“And you have to promise not to tell Sven about this,” she said sternly. “He’s already keeping a list of weird things I’m doing. He said he’s gonna make it a game at the baby’s first birthday party, ‘what’s pregnancy hormones and what’s just Anna’.”

“Will you hate me if I say that sounds kind of fun?”

She huffed. “Yes. Because what you should say is that that sounds super fun. But this one…maybe let’s just keep it to ourselves.”

“Okay. But if you change your mind later…”

“Kristoff!”

#the beginning of this is talking about chapter like....12 i think? #when he promised to hold her hand when she cried at the end of titanic lol #drtlp #drabbles

[chicagocityofclans]

Conrad Kale → Zac Efron → Rat

→ Basic Information

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Straight

Born or Made: Born

Birthday: December 26th

Zodiac Sign: Capricorn

Religion: Deism

→ His Personality Conrad has always had a strong sense of right and wrong. His parents instilled it in him at a young age, and taught him it was his responsibility to make sure the people around him were ok. This responsibility shaped him into a kid who spoke to everyone, would sit with the lonely kid at lunch, and caused him to pick fights with bullies, even those younger than him. He knows how to be a part of a team, but excels in leading the way. This overwhelming sense of responsibility has also caused him intense emotional distress when he fails. He barely made it out of his self-hatred when Ben sacrificed himself to save him, and he still questions what he did to make his parents leave. He has a tendency to take on the world as a burden and doesn't know how to cope with that stress.

When he is able to save the world, Conrad can be proud, bordering on arrogant. He prides himself on being respectful to everyone, regardless if they deserve it or not. Which leads him to believe deep down he is better than a lot of people. He is kind and willing to help anyone he can.

→ His Personal Facts

Occupation: Head of RED and 3rd of the Rat Clan

Scars: None

Tattoos: None

Two Likes: Strategizing and Driving

Two Dislikes: Bullies and Vampire Neonates

Two Fears: Heights and Fortune Tellers

Two Hobbies: Getting Overtime and Hanging out with Mary

Three Positive Traits: Respectful, Neat, Friendly

Three Negative Traits: Judgemental, Arrogant, Workaholic

→ His Connections

Parent Names:

Elias Kale (Father): Conrad has always strived to meet his father’s expectations for a courteous and strong son, though they have never had an overly affectionate relationship. His father has been stationed overseas on a BOND mission for the last 10 years with his mother, leaving the day after his high school graduation and Conrad has only spoken two him twice since. The day Ben died and the day he was promoted to 3rd and Head of RED.

Johanna Kale (Mother): Conrad was close to his mother, and she relieved much of the stress his father put on him when he was younger. She taught him how to show compassion through respect, which has helped him bring many people in his life. It was very shocking when she announced she was leaving Chicago to go with his dad, and that she didn’t know when or if they’d be back. He hasn’t ever spoken to her about it, despite talking to her every few months.

Sibling Names:

None

Children Names:

None

Romantic Connections:

Mary Lang (Girlfriend): Conrad has had a crush on her for 10 years. She was clever and beautiful and just so different from everyone who he grew up with. She said he was too young for her, which Conrad respected and just tried to become her friend. They grew close over the last decade and Conrad didn’t quite know what to do when she made the first move. They’ve kept it casual, but Conrad is head over heels for her.

Platonic Connections:

Max Vanes (Best Friend): Max and Conrad became a lot closer when he became Second of RED and began going to meetings. They would sit together and talk after joking about whatever happened in their respective groups. Max was a wall of support when he felt everything he had fought for was falling apart. He thought he’d begun to develop feelings for her, but never acted on them and they went away.

Maya Morris (Sisterly): Maya is the little sister he never had. She, Mary and Conrad will often spend their days off together and he has a soft spot for her, willing to buy her what she wants or lend her money.

Kris Jayweed (Team Member): Kris came in soon after Conrad took over RED. He was initially quite resistant to the crop of RED members Ray brought in, but Nick specifically instructed him to take Kris under his wing. He did and found Kris is an eager and apt learner.

Jo Floyd (Sounding Board): He and Jo were never close until he became Third. She was a large help while he learned to navigate the private meetings and big decisions that accompany becoming a head and Third. She has also been there during the times when things with his parents or Ben’s death bore down on him.

Ben Ehrlich (Former Mentor): Ben took Conrad under his wing when the Kales left for their mission. He coached Conrad to excel in RED and brought him up to second in the team quickly. Conrad drank a lot after Ben died, and still has sleepless nights over it.

Nick Hamelin (Admires): Conrad thinks Nick is the epitome of a good Alpha. He cares about his people, has his own sense of morals that he sticks to, and Conrad sees how much the people around him care for him. In short Nick is what Conrad wants to be when he grows up.

Jaxson Idris (Begrudging Friend): Jax and Conrad were like oil and water growing up. They constantly competed with one another for years to try and show up the other. It was until they hit their teens, and befriended Sam that the two begrudgingly became friends. He was a big support for Conrad when Ben died, and helped hold him together in the worst moments of becoming third.

Sam Whitney (Friend): Conrad and Sam initially hated each other due to Sam thinking he was competition. Eventually she took the olive branches he handed to her and they became friends. She and Conrad have spoken at length about his fears of being third, and her desire to become someone important in the pack.

Hostile Connections:

Scorpius Getta (Hates): Conrad holds Getta personally responsible for Ben’s death, as well as the deaths of his other teammates. He claims that they hit a pocket of poison gas, but it’s been over a hundred years and they’ve never run into that before. Conrad would like to see all the vampires pay for their actions.

Richard Fili (Hates): Fili is one of the most dangerous vampires in the Underground. The biggest problem is that he frequently comes above ground and wreaks havoc.

Petra Chak (Hates): Petra is only barely less terrifying than Getta. There are records of her terror across Europe, and the only thing holding her back is Getta.

Pets:

None

→ History (paragraph(s) on background)

→ The Present (paragraph(s) on how the character connects to the plot)

#taken #Zac Efron #Conrad Kale

[friendsdontleave]

Susie Scene #10

After Ch 9

Summary: Some Dark World lore and hope?

After an adequate rest, Ralsei collects his things and walks down to the basement.

“Hello Susie,” he greets as he makes himself comfortable outside the cell, “I brought a new book today. It’s a collection of myths surrounding this land: its creation, early inhabitants, the like. Maybe I could read a couple per visit to make it last longer, not that I fear we’d run out of books anytime soon, just that we’d run out of ones that might interest you. Pretty soon my readings will be as tiresome as my lullaby.”

Susie sits in her spot, curled up into her knees. The last comment prompts a small flinch but no verbal response. Perhaps the joke was in poor taste.

“Well I suppose I’ll get to it then.” He reads the title aloud then opens its pages, narrating the first story. “Before the world, there was void.” 

It’s the most basic tale of beginnings and it’s one of the first he read alone in this castle. He could probably tell this story without the book in his hands from how often he’s flipped these pages. He finds books like this comforting, something that gives an explanation of his world, of where he came from and why he’s here.

“Void is the first true darkness, the space that fills us all. It is empty and infinite and spans across all worlds. Our world began with Light. In the Light grew form. Magic sparked and tumbled into physicality. They developed within Light’s soul, and clung to its magic. It fed and grew and Light fell weaker. That is the way of magic. The parent consumes death in exchange for birth. 

The developing world saw Light nearing its end and felt the void tugging at its own borders. It feared what would happen without Light’s protection. The void would surely tear it apart and return all to darkness. So it held on, it harnessed a small essence of Light within itself as the rest dwindled away. This tear was enough to hold its form but it couldn’t grow any further past its own borders. All growth would happen within the world and all living things of physicality would taste death regardless of whether they held children.

Additionally, in taking Light into itself, it created shadows, rifts where the void digs into the world and where the world reaches out into the void. These are the realms of darkness, and where our stories began. Each pocket holds a fountain. It fills the Dark World with the necessary elements for life, funneling in IM from the Light World to give us form. We will never be as physical as the children of Light, and because of this we will not know death as intimately as they.”

Susie remains quiet for the short duration of the first section, and Ralsei closes with the final line, “We are blessed with plentiful life but it is only with Light that we can be whole.” 

Perhaps a tad separate from the events of creation itself, but he found it a very fitting reminder. This is what he was holding onto. He gripped the Lightners as tightly as the early world held original Light itself, and were he to let go, he knows all would be consumed.

“So you can’t die?” The voice is soft in volume, but hoarse in lack of use. Ralsei had nearly forgotten his audience. Susie peeks out over her knees, face still too covered to decipher.

“No we still can. It’s just not as permanent as for Lightners. Our existence is very tentative, strung together by the slightest bits of magic and primarily composed of void. When we die, those strings are severed and we’re cast back into the expanse of mass existence. So technically, we aren’t truly gone. The elements are still there and we can be tied back together with enough willpower.”

She pulls closer into herself, silently assessing this new information.

“Though that wouldn’t be something I could do myself. Someone else would have to pull me together whether by revive mint or other forms of magic. Being alone here most of my life, it’s something that would sometimes cross my mind. If I die, no one will be here to save me.” Or to notice. “So in that way, I fear death as much as you.”

“No.”

“I’m sorry?”

Susie clears her throat, getting her voice back to its usual quality, though still much quieter than before the castle. “Kris would just put you back together. You have them under your thumb, right?”

“Um...“ Their last encounter was pleasant enough but he can’t help thinking back to the fight. They had cut him down to near zero. The intent was there, but they couldn’t finish it, not themselves. But if he were to end on some other terms, he doesn’t know they’d be too eager to bring him back. Not to mention it may not have been their own will holding back that last hit. If that something fickle inside them decided it would be more interesting to end things, he couldn’t stop them.

Susie notes his hesitance and seems much more interested, “Oh? So things aren’t too rosy in Palace Paradise, huh?”

“I- we don’t have to talk about it.”

“Your little angel acting up, what’d they do? Stay out past curfew, eat too much cake, call you funny names?”

“No it’s not that and it’s not important.”

“Was I right then? They were just playing along with you to try to escape?”

“I said we are not talking about this! And if you proceed to press the issue then you will go to your chair.”

She debates the merit in teasing him further but decides what she’s gotten is enough to grit her teeth for now. She’s not the only one with some fight in her, and if Kris still has hope of getting out then maybe she can be foolish enough to hope so too.

#susie #fic #update

[kinder-dejavu]

Buggs

K-AU

Official full name is Bugsten McGreggor Junior. Preferably likes to be called Buggs.

Father was a war veteran and died in war. His death left Buggs and his mother in grief for a long while.

Longs for a true friend who will always have his back and not afraid to put themselves in danger in times of need.

Very self-conscious about his weight. Finds a little closure in Penny who does not judge others.

Has a collection of small pocket knives from his father who left them to Buggs.

C-AU

Discovered that his father actually flew overseas and wasn’t even part of the war at all. In fact, his father’s death in the war was a fabricated lie and excuse to keep from having the responsiblity of raising Buggs. After finding out he had been abandoned by his father, Buggs grew to hate the man with a growing passion.

Dropped out of college during his second year. The reason is rumored to be because he rumbled with some kids criticizing Cindy’s fashion line. But who really knows...

Has a “frenemy” relationship with Kris. Still condisders him a “loser”. Other times it’s a “bro” kind of friendship.

Outgrew his self-consciousness of his weight and actually trained himself to get healither. And for some odd reason he still isn’t bothered about being teased for his poverty.

Still collects knives. Has an entire garage with hanging punching sand bags and other combat equipment. Considers himself a self-proclaimed streetfighter. He hasn’t lost one fight yet. Probably never will...

He and Cindy have an odd relationship. One that Kris is determined to find out about.

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#kindergarten #kindergarten 2 #kindergarten buggs #kindergarten 2 buggs #buggs #kindergarten game #college au #c-au #k-au #my art #k2:dr

[brightbeautifulthings]

We Sold Our Souls by Grady Hendrix

"'Keep playing,' she said. 'A girl with a guitar never has to apologize for anything.'"

Year Read: 2019

Rating: 4/5

About: In the 90s, Kris Pulaski's metal band, Dürt Würk, was on the verge of success when their lead singer, Terry Hunt, sold out, rocketing to fame as a solo act, Koffin. Twenty years later, Kris is the night manager at a Best Western, and her guitar sits locked away and gathering dust. When she uncovers a shocking secret, she sets out to reunite with her former bandmates and track down Terry on his farewell tour, a massive music festival in the Las Vegas desert called Hellstock. Something about the night the band broke up doesn't add up, and the closer she gets to Terry, the more Kris fears that he might have made a deal for his success, with their souls in the bargain. Trigger warnings: death, parent/child death, suicide, severe illness/injury, mental illness, hospitals, hospital horror, body horror, gore, abduction, car accidents, violence/violence against women, misogyny, guns, blood, threats.

Thoughts: All the things I like about this novel are things I like about Grady Hendrix novels in general, and there are a lot of things--enough to make him an automatic read for me these days and one of my top ten favorite horror writers. To begin with, his novels usually feature kickass heroines who have been dealt a bad hand and just keep coming. They often come from poverty, and few people believe them when they say supernatural things are happening because nobody listens to hysterical females. And these girls just don't give up. They keep fighting tooth and nail to save themselves and others. Kris is a shining example of this archetype, and I was pulling for her every step of the way, even when winning seemed hopeless.

Another thing I love about Hendrix novels is that they're alarmingly realistic and somehow manage not to lose their optimism. He never glosses over the way the system (whether it's the music industry, the education system, the service industry, or capitalism as a whole) is designed to grind people down to nothing, and it's as frightening as some of his supernatural monsters, plus infinitely more relateable. It would be easy to stop there, and so many writers, horror and otherwise, do just that; they default on cynicism because it's hip and easy. But there's a kind of sincerity about Hendrix's novels that makes me want to keep reading. As dark as they are, he always keeps looking for tiny pockets of redemption, for places where things can change and life can get better. Maybe everything isn't fixed by the end, but change is possible and humans can choose to be better. There is something that can help us save ourselves, whether that's a love of 80s pop culture or heavy metal music.

Finally, his books are downright creepy. My Best Friend's Exorcism remains my uncontested favorite, but We Sold Our Souls has no shortage of terrifying scenes, from demons lapping up souls to mob mentality taking over in the most violent and nihilistic ways. In true Hendrix style, it's also often funny in the midst of horror, and Kris's sass and attitude are sometimes the only things keeping us (and her) from spiraling into despair. There are usually some stylistic additions in his books, and the radio interviews and magazine excerpts dividing the chapters are evenly spaced, if not totally necessary to our understanding of the story.

There's a tension in this book about whether metal music is good or evil, and I like that it never really chooses a side. Like everything, metal can be used as a conduit for actual demonic forces, but it can also be the thing that saves us, the thing that opens a door to redemption. Had I been more of a metal fan (or had the book been geared more toward rock 'n roll, which is more my speed), it might have hit me harder. I’m not that familiar with most of the bands mentioned, I don’t like the ones I recognize, and Hellstock sounds like an Ozzfest on steroids and something to stay far, far away from (two decades of concerts, and I’ve never met a worse crowd). Regardless, We Sold Our Souls is a fun, spooky ride full of demonic evil and screaming guitars. Pick the Hendrix novel that sounds best to you; I'd be surprised if it disappoints.

#book review #grady hendrix #we sold our souls #horror fiction #horror #4/5 #rating: 4/5 #2019

[gamerwoo]

Sehun: Guardian (Part 11)

Characters: Sehun x female reader (featuring ot12 exo)

Genre/warnings: gang au, twin au, angst, really slight fluff at the end if you squint a little bit, mild violence, death, VERY poorly written “fight scene” (sorry I’m bad w them so uh yeah)

Word count: 5,044

a/n: Kris, Tao, and Luhan are all depicted as the bad guys in this story (if you hadn’t noticed up until now lmao) SO I figured I should say that just because I write them as awful people doesn’t mean I think they’re awful people. this is a fic which means it’s all made up. nobody get mad at me!!!!

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Everyone was nervous, even Chanyeol who was almost always smiling and goofing off -- how he was ever feared by anybody, you’d never understand, even with how he was built. Both Minseok and Jongdae had put their kids to bed before they left, kissing their heads and telling them how much they loved them before leaving them with babysitters for the rest of the night. Jongin had told his girlfriend he had important business to do before promising his return to her in a few hours. 

You wanted to go to Yixing’s, but you kept remembering what Saehyuk had told you about family. Yixing abandoned you. What was the point?

“Are you sure you don’t want to go say anything to hyung?” Sehun asked before he had left for his apartment about an hour before you were supposed to go find Kris.

“I’m positive,” you stated. “Besides, going to his place always makes me feel...weird.”

“Why are you always so nervous going to visit him?” Sehun chuckled.

“I don’t know,” you grumbled. “It’s like going to visit my dad or something.”

“Do you fear disappointing him or something?”

You scoffed, “I know I’ve already disappointed him more times than I can count.”

So with the possible last words to loved ones out of the way, everybody but Yixing and Junmyeon -- as expected -- gathered at your home.

Home... The place you kept calling “the house” and once again become a home to you again without even realizing. You didn’t dread going back there anymore, knowing you could find comfort there in the form of Sehun, and vice versa. Neither of you had ever mentioned it, either, but you suddenly had the realization as all of you gathered in the kitchen.

Sehun had really kept his promise, and you kept yours. Till the very end.

“No point in wasting more time,” Minseok sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. “Let’s get going, kids.”

“I get that we might die,” Jongin began as the group started to make their way to the front door, “but I still hate when you call us kids.”

You had paused in the living room, looking down the hall that led to the two bedrooms and the bathroom. Sehun paused, sensing you weren’t behind him anymore. He turned his head to see you looking down toward Saehyuk’s room.

“Do whatever you need to do,” he spoke up, making your eyes avert their gaze to him. “We’ll be waiting outside. Don’t rush yourself, either.”

“Thanks,” you said softly before he continued out the door.

Sehun had already done what he needed to do. Everybody was preparing for the worst, so Sehun had already made his peace. He went and said what he had to say to his brother where he was buried -- you’d gone with him and you’d both taken turns, and you had both definitely cried -- and he’d taken anything he wanted with him from his brother’s room. He had a picture of the three of you together folded up in his pocket to keep with him, as well as one of him and the group after you had joined and their three ex-members had left. Even if you hated Junmyeon and Yixing -- though he knew you didn’t really hate them -- he didn’t.

You walked down the hall, the sound of your boots sounding like thunder in the quiet of the empty house. You pushed open Saehyuk’s door first, taking off your jacket in favor of putting one of Saehyuk’s sweatshirts on. You cuffed the sleeves so you could use your hands better, which definitely made you look less menacing than the leather jacket, but it’s what you wanted to wear.

As far as Sehun went, you had realized the two of you hadn’t said anything to each other yet. At the house while you were getting ready, everybody had gone and said a few things to one another, but you and Sehun never got the chance to do the same with each other.

You left the house, looking around the small group of men until you spotted Sehun about to put his helmet on.

“Sehun!” you called before jogging over to him.

Sehun lowered his helmet, turning his head to look at you. He set it down on the bike seat when he saw you coming over and moved passed Minseok and Baekhyun so you could approach him. But he was surprised that instead of stopping before him, you crashed right into him, your arms going around his waist.

Wordlessly, he wrapped his arms around you and buried his face in your hair. Truthfully, he’d avoided saying goodbye to you because he wasn’t exactly sure what to say. You meant the most to him now. You were the one he wanted to protect all the time, and he knew you felt the same toward him. You were each other’s rocks, and putting feelings into words would be too...complicated -- and it would hurt too much.

Sehun leaned back just enough that he could press a kiss to the top of your forehead. You squeezed him tighter, knowing what it meant. Neither of you had to say it, you both just understood the other felt it, too.

As if you both understood it was time to go, you pulled away at the same time without saying a thing. You followed Sehun over to his bike where he handed you the spare helmet before he put on his own.

You left the house with the others on their bikes -- except Minseok and Jongdae who both drove their cars just in case -- without getting anything from Sehun’s room. You knew if anything bad happened to you, you already had something of his. He was always by your side, after all.

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Sneaking was something your friends were better at than you thought. You didn’t think half of them could be quiet for longer than 90 seconds, but any of you had yet to be discovered, even after splitting up. 

Minseok had wanted you to go with him and Kyungsoo to wait on the balcony where you’d be safer, but you insisted it would make more sense to you to stay with Sehun. If the two of you got caught, they’d assume there wouldn’t be any more people showing up. As far as anybody knew, you were the only two who would try to avenge his brother’s death.

Kyungsoo and Minseok hid in the shadows up on the balcony of the warehouse, while Baekhyun and Jongdae had shimmied up onto the rafters. Jongin and Chanyeol were on standby on the roof, looking in through the small windows up there. Everybody was in place, so now the plan just had to be carried out.

“Okay, it’s time,” you whispered, looking at your watch before you looked into Sehun’s eyes and nodded. “Stay here.”

“_____--”

“I’ll be fine, just wait here,” you insisted before leaving your hiding spot and trying to be stealthy as you tried to figure out which room Kris was hiding in.

There were plenty of doors in the large warehouse for him to be hiding out in. He may not have had a lot of people, but he had a lot of space. You didn’t even know what he needed all of these rooms for but you had to try to peek into every single one.

As you crouched in front of the second door, you saw a shadow appear behind yours on the wall. Then you heard a throat clearing. Your body was frozen in place.

“Well, well, well,” Kris’s voice sang, “what do we have here?”

You slowly turned, looking up at Kris, “...Hey.”

Before you could even react, Kris had grabbed you by the collar of your sweatshirt, pulled you to stand up straight, and slammed your back up against the door, keeping his hold on you tight as he got in your face.

“What the fuck are you doing back here?” he hissed.

You coughed after having your back hit the hard surface, but you still managed to smirk at him and reply, “What do you think I’m doing back here, Yifan? Use your head for once.”

Kris turned, bringing you with him as he threw you to the ground. You slid on the concrete a little, but thankfully, you managed to block your head hitting the ground with your arms. Kris approached you with a harsh laugh, his brown eyes on you as he held his arms out.

“Alright, where is he?” he called out. “No way you’d be dumb enough to come here without Sehunie, right? So where is the little brat? No doubt he thinks he can avenge his stupid brother too, right?”

“He’s not here,” you spat.

Kris crouched down, balancing on the balls of his feet as he grabbed a fistful of your hair and yanked you up. You let out a soft cry of pain, your eyes squeezing shut.

“Don’t lie to me,” he whispered harshly. He whipped your head away from him before standing up, shouting into the seemingly-empty warehouse. “C’mon, Sehun! I know you’re around here somewhere! Don’t make me get Tao and Luhan to look for you -- you know how that would go.”

“You’re not as scary as you think you are, Yifan,” Sehun mused as he strolled out from the spot where you’d left him.

“Sehun--!”

Kris frowned, narrowing his eyes at the younger boy, “What do you think gives you the right to call me that?”

Sehun chuckled, “It’s funny you think I’d have any respect for you. Funny, but also pretty stupid.”

“You know what else is funny but stupid? _____ thinking she could pull off lying to me like that,” he turned his head to look down at you. “You two really couldn’t come up with a plan and stick to it, could you?”

One of the doors opened, Tao poking his head out after hearing all the commotion.

“Kris?” he called. “Do you need--”

“I can handle this myself, Zitao!” he barked, pointing sharply for him to go back into the room.

You couldn’t help but laugh as Tao shut the door again, “Can you come up with a plan and stick to it?”

Kris pushed you over with his foot so you were laying on your back before resting the sole of his shoe on your neck. He put just enough pressure for you to know that he could just step on your windpipe if he wanted to, a cocky grin plastered on his stupid, flawless face.

“I don’t think you’re in the position for teasing,” he pointed out. “Now, let’s just get this over with, shall we? I hope the two of you had a chance to say your goodbyes -- unlike Saehyuk.”

The slight pressure on your neck was suddenly gone, and you heard skin connect with skin before there was a thud on the floor. You looked up to see Kris on his butt with Sehun a few feet away, unclenching his fist with a neutral expression.

“You should know better than to let your guard down,” he stated. “You taught me that, after all.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” he agreed before reaching behind him. He pulled a gun from where he kept it in the back of his pants, clicking off the safety before aiming it right at Sehun. “But I also taught you it’s better to cheat and win than play fair and lose.”

Before Kris could even shoot, a shot was fired that went whizzing passed his face, just barely grazing the hair on his head. You could see the shock on his face before his eyes were searching where the bullet came from. His eyes finally landed on the balcony where Minseok was waving with a cheery grin on his face. Kyungsoo was still holding his gun, aiming it a little more to the right now.

“Kyungsoo,” Kris tisked, “you never miss your shots.”

Kyungsoo kept the same blank expression, his voice just as robotic, “Oh, I know.”

Kris looked back at Sehun, and without blinking or looking away, aimed his gun up to the balcony. He shot, the two men up there ducking behind the bars before it could hit them.

Sehun dove for Kris to get his gun, but Kris could see him coming. He tried to shoot, but he missed as Sehun tackled him onto his back, his hand gripping the older boy’s wrist while you scrambled to get up and help.

“Zitao! Luhan!” Kris barked.

While the two men peered out from their respective rooms, Kyungsoo and Minseok made their way down from the balcony to help with the numbers. Seeing that the fight was growing and there was strength in numbers, Baekhyun nodded to Jongdae before the two descended down from the rafters with their ropes. 

As Tao immediately ran into the open space to help Kris, Luhan held back and took notice of the two men coming down from the ceiling. That was when he spotted the dark figures at the windows, narrowing his eyes. Before he went to help, he pushed a button inside the room, signaling all of Kris’s men that there was an emergency and they needed to come ASAP.

You went to go help Sehun but you were grabbed and dragged backwards. You realized it was Tao that was trying to subdue you as he flung you to the ground and climbed on top of you. But almost as soon as he had straddled your body, he was being flung off of you by Baekhyun.

“Are you okay?” Jongdae asked as he held out a hand to help you to your feet. “Kris flung you around quite a bit.”

As you got up with a soft groan, you nodded, “Nothing I can’t handle.”

Just as you were about to get your bearings again, doors from all around the warehouse were being flung open with men running out with guns and weapons drawn. Your eyes went wide, realizing that you were even more unprepared than you ever could’ve thought.

“What the fuck is happening?” Jongdae asked.

“Fuck...” you hissed.

From the roof, Chanyeol and Jongin could see that things were getting way more out of hand than they anticipated. They knew their little surprise attack probably wouldn’t make a difference, but they still had to do something. So they kicked in the windows and dropped down to help.

“Just get Kris and get the fuck out,” Jongdae instructed before running off to figure out how to help, grabbing his gun from the back of his pants.

But you never stood a chance. It was almost immediate how you were overwhelmed by the number of people on Kris’s side, and you were soon all set on your knees with your wrists tied tightly behind you. Kris’s large group of men stood off to the side with your group while you were led to kneel in front of them, facing your right. They stared at you, knowing what was to come, and knowing they couldn’t stop it.

Kris had left you in front of them to grab Sehun and drag him over to face you. The two of you knelt across from each other, meeting eyes but not making any expressions or forming any tears. The two of you already accepted this could happen. Yes, you would miss Sehun, but at least this would happen with him.

“Since this was such a poor excuse of a retribution,” Kris began with an amused tone as he held a gun in each hand, pointing one at your head and one at Sehun’s, “I’ll give the two of you a chance to say goodbye to each other.”

“I’m sorry,” Sehun began, turning his head slightly to look at his friends all lined up, “I’m sorry you were dragged into this. That’s my only regret for all of this. ...And _____,” he turned to look at you again, and you saw the very faint hints of a smile at the edges of his lips, “thanks for keeping your promise.”

You couldn’t help but let one side of your mouth turn up in a tiny smile, “Thanks for keeping yours.”

“I’d like to say this was a pleasure, but you’ve just wasted my time,” Kris said.

You heard a sound like a gunshot, but you knew it wasn’t Kris for two reasons: neither you nor Sehun were dead, and Kris flinched at the loud noise. But following the noise came smoke that quickly filled the room. You couldn’t see Kris in front of you or even your own nose. You coughed as you had no choice but to breathe it in, your eyes squinting as you tried to see anything at all.

You felt somebody grab you under your arms before you were being pulled to your feet and led somewhere. You fought against it at first as your lungs protested against you, but the person just picked you up and tossed you over their shoulder, able to resist your kicking and squirming as you demanded to be put down over the chaos of Kris, his men, and your gang trying to figure out what the hell was going on. 

You were finally able to see through the smoke after hearing what sounded like a door being shoved open. You took in a big breath of fresh air seeing the dirt of the ground below you. You lifted your head as much as you could to see the outside of the warehouse, confirming that you really were outside.

You were finally set on your feet, but the figure turned away from you and went back into the building before you could really look at them. They were wearing all black and had a gas mask on to see through the fog, and somebody in the same outfit was coming out of the warehouse as the first person went back in. This person, however, was pushing Sehun and Minseok out of the building before retreating back inside.

“Sehun!” you breathed, running toward him even though it brought you closer to the smoke.

“What, not happy to see me?” Minseok frowned, though it was half teasing.

Slowly, more of you were brought outside. Next came Jongdae and Jongin, and then Baekhyun and Chanyeol. That was when the figure that had brought out the latter two took off his mask while the other went back in to get Kyungsoo.

“Hyung!” most of the boys smiled when they saw Yixing’s familiar face under the gas mask.

“Yes, yes, I know, I’m your hero,” he nodded as he retrieved a knife to free your wrists from their restraints. “Thank me later.”

“Why’d you come?” Chanyeol laughed even though it was very clear he had been crying because he was afraid -- he was somehow the only one who cried.

“I’ll let you guess but I doubt you can,” he smirked.

The second figure emerged from the smoke with Kyungsoo -- who still looked unfazed. He was led over to the rest of the group before the second masked person finally took off the gas mask

You couldn’t tell what Junmyeon was thinking as he looked around at the lot of you. All you knew was that he was happy you were safe because he had that same odd mouth-pressed-into-a-thin-line kind of “smile” he made whenever he was upset with somebody for getting into trouble but happy they made it home with their life. But why he even bothered to show up here, you didn’t know or understand.

“Didn’t see that coming,” Chanyeol muttered.

“I did,” Minseok scoffed, rolling his eyes. “It’s Suho -- you guys really think he would let all of us go like that? He looks out for us. It’s what he’s supposed to do.”

Junmyeon didn’t say anything in reply. Just nodded in the opposite direction of the warehouse, signaling it was time to leave.

“Wait!” you called. Everybody stopped as they had taken a few steps to leave. “What about Kris?”

“_____, we can’t go back in there,” Yixing told you, trying to sound sympathetic because he really did want you to get your revenge -- really, he did -- but it was just too dangerous now.

You turned to look at the warehouse, the feeling of failure hitting much harder than you expected. You got everybody into trouble for nothing, which would no doubt mean endless scolding from not only Junmyeon, but also everybody else. You didn’t avenge Saehyuk like you wanted -- no, needed -- to. But you also had to live with the fear that Kris would probably try to strike again, and you couldn’t keep all of them safe from him.

But through the thin fog that had drifted outside, you could see Kris darting out of the warehouse from another door. He ran straight to his motorcycle and got on, putting on his helmet before starting up the engine.

You quickly lifted the front of your shirt just enough to grab the gun that was strapped to your body. You turned the safety off before trying to aim it for Kris’s legs, letting off a shot. Kris’s running faltered before he ran faster.

“Fuck!” you shouted in frustration.

Wordlessly, Kyungsoo walked up beside you and grabbed the gun before aiming for a second and firing. Kris fell to the ground with a cry of pain.

“What a God,” Baekhyun commented, trying to lighten the tense mood even though it was about to get tenser.

But you barely heard him as you were already taking off with your gun in hand, running to where Kris was trying to push himself to stand and run. You kicked Kris in the stomach, rolling him onto his back before you were straddling his waist and pointing your gun at his head without hesitation. 

Kris’s eyes were bleary from tears, but when he managed to make out your face, he laughed weakly, “What, are you’re gonna kill me? Please --  _____, you and I both know you don’t have it in you. You think you’re tougher than you are; you’ve never been tough at all.”

“Shut up,” you snapped.

“I’ve seen the others kill people,” he scoffed. “Junmyeon, Minseok, Kyungsoo -- fuck, even Chanyeol has. But you? You wouldn’t. I know it, and I know you know it. Saehyuk -- he made you soft, _____. He taught you morals and shit. He made you like the person you are because he loved you for who you were. You wouldn’t fuck that up. Give it up, _____. You’re gonna let me go, so just stop wasting my time and yours.”

And even though you didn’t want to admit it, and even though you wanted to be the hero...Kris was right. You’d never had a voice of reason until you met Saehyuk -- so now it even sounded like him -- and it was telling you not to shoot him. Even though you knew Kris would want his revenge for causing all this trouble, you couldn’t bring yourself to pull the trigger. You wanted to be the one to avenge Saehyuk, but would that even be what Saehyuk wanted you to do?

Of course not. Not if it meant murdering somebody. Not if it meant turning yourself into a monster.

“_____...?”

It was Sehun’s voice that said your name, quiet and almost afraid. He had slowly walked up behind you while Kris was talking to you.

“I can’t...” you whispered. Even seeing the shit-eating smirk on Kris’s face, you set the gun on the ground and slid it across the dirt so Kris couldn’t get it before getting off of Kris. “I can’t do it. I’m... I’m sorry.”

“_____--!”

Sehun tried to grab your wrist, but you had run off into the night, going toward where they had left their vehicles. The rest of them only watched until you were out of sight.

“You should go after her,” Junmyeon’s voice was suddenly right beside Sehun as he placed a hand on the younger’s shoulder. “I can take care of this.”

“No, hyung,” Sehun replied, bending to pick up the gun, “this is something I have to do for both of us.”

“Are you sure about that, Sehunie?” Kris’s voice was taunting from where he was still laying in the dirt. “Saehyuk--”

“Saehyuk,” Sehun began, cutting him off, “would completely understand why I did this. Besides, _____ may have never wanted him to be disappointed in her, but I’m pretty used to it.”

-

You wished with every fiber of your being that you could just stop crying. Why were you even crying? Because you failed? Because you were weak in front of everybody? Because Kris was right? A combination of all three? You had no idea, but you couldn’t stop even as you grabbed your helmet and left Sehun’s on the hood of Jongdae’s car so you could take his bike.

Your tears didn’t stop while you were zooming down the empty streets, and they flowed even more when you had thrown your helmet off into the grass and collapsed at your destination.

“I couldn’t do it,” you whimpered, unable to even look straight ahead. “Why couldn’t I do it? What’s wrong with me?!”

You didn’t expect an answer as you sobbed, your tears falling to the ground below you. Your body leaned forward, your arms wrapping around cool stone which only made you feel worse rather than better, but it was all you had right now. You you just sobbed into the granite that had Oh Saehyuk engraved into it, trying to pretend it was really him.

You weren’t sure how long it was, but you felt warmth against your back. It was a hand at the middle of it, rubbing up and down a little in an attempt to soften your cries.

“_____...” Sehun’s voice was soft as he was crouched down behind you. 

He wasn’t sure what to say next to make you feel better. He wasn’t even positive why you were crying, and he didn’t want to say anything that had nothing to do with what you were upset about. So he just stayed silent, letting your sobs fill the air.

Junmyeon was who had driven him there, along with Yixing. The two were waiting by Junmyeon’s car a few feet away, and they both slowly approached, figuring they could help the younger boy comfort you.

Yixing knelt down in the grass by Sehun while Junmyeon went and sat beside the headstone where you were still hugging it, hiding your face in your arm.

“Would it help if I told you Kris is dead?” Junmyeon offered.

You moved away from the headstone but kept your head down, letting your hair block your face as you wipes the tears from your face.

“No,” you replied, your nose stuffy. “I should’ve been the one to--”

“No, you shouldn’t have,” Junmyeon cut you off before you could finish. He reached over at rested a comforting hand on your knee. “_____, do you know the biggest reason I didn’t want you going after Kris?”

You flipped your hair out of your face to look at him, feeling embarrassed, but he already knew you were crying so why hide it?

“No,” you mumbled.

“Because you’re one of us, but you’re not like us,” he stated. “I didn’t want you to end up killing somebody because that’s not you. I knew this is what would happen. You’d get upset because you couldn’t bring yourself to kill him, but why is that something to be upset over?”

“Because--”

“No, _____. There isn’t a reason,” his eyes were boring into yours as if the more intensely he stared, the more his speech would sink in and you’d accept it. “I know you wanted to avenge Saehyuk, but I also know that you know that he would prefer it this way. You have every right to feel whatever you’re feeling, but don’t ever beat yourself up for not jumping to murder, okay?”

You let out a little laugh before nodding, running a hand through your hair. You bit your lip, realizing that you definitely owed Junmyeon an apology for what you did and how you’d gone against him.

“Suho, I--”

“I know what you’re gonna say,” he began with a sigh, “and you don’t have to if you do me a favor.”

“What is it?”

He simply held his arms open with a smile you could only describe as a father happy to see their child after being away for so long. It was...heartwarming in an odd way.

“When did you get sappy?” you asked, moving forward to let him engulf you in a hug.

“When you almost died because I let all of you go off on your own.”

“Suho’s the one that said we should go after you,” Yixing interjected with a nod. “When Sehun came to say what he had to say to us, he said we should follow him and keep an eye on things. We came prepared to get you out if we had to.”

“Why?” you wondered, pulling away from him to give him a quizzical look. “You said you were just going to kick us out and you wouldn’t protect us.”

Junmyeon shrugged, “I said things when I was mad that I didn’t mean. You’re family, and I protect family.”

You smiled a little -- it was small, but he could still tell you were touched, “Thanks, Myeon.”

“Don’t thank me,” he said with a content sigh. He looked behind you to Sehun. “Are you taking _____ back to the house.”

“I mean, unless you feel better staying at Yixing’s, I planned on just going home,” he shrugged.

You turned to look at him, shaking your head, “No, I just wanna go home.”

So that’s what you did. Sehun brought you to the house, got ready for bed with you, and got into bed, holding you close to him as he kissed your temple and mumbled a goodnight.

“I’m glad you’re safe,” he told you softly.

“I’m glad you are, too,” you yawned.

And as you nuzzled closer into his chest, you truly did feel at home.

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sweet but psycho XIV

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summary: After that little mistake with GOT7 you realise that you need to do everything to get EXO to trust you, and that means everything ;)

word count: 5.2k

pairing: multiple members of EXO x fem!reader

tags/warnings: (these will mostly be the same for the entire series) Mafia AU, any kind of weapon, mayor character death, mention of blood, angst, mention of loss, descriptive death and fighting, smut, kidnapping, stealing, hacking, Stockholm syndrome. mention of BTS , NCT and GOT7

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‘DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU’VE DONE?’ Junmyeon’s asked the moment he had come walking through the door leading into Yixing’s office. Without actually given me the option to talk he continued, ‘now they know what you are to me, so now the moment they decide to rebel against everyone you are their first target!’ he exclaimed angrily as he walked over towards us.

Yixing was still treating my arm as Junmyeon stopped in front of us. ‘I know, I’m sorry’ I muttered under my breath causing Yixing to look at me in surprise. Junmyeon continued yelling at me before coming to an abrupt stop, ‘wait what?’.

‘I’m sorry for putting you in that position’ I apologized to him as I moved my eyes up to look at him. Junmyeon seemed surprised by my apology before shaking his head, ‘Sorry isn’t going to cut it this time’ he spoke softly as he used his hand to cup my cheek and look into my eyes. ‘I need you to know that I would never hurt you, you mean to much to me’ Junmyeon assured before letting my cheek go and moving his hand to move a few strands of hair out of my face.

‘I know’ I nodded as Junmyeon let out a sigh. Suddenly the door opened and Kris stepped inside. ‘Luhan and Tao are on their way back, do you still want Y/N in her room?’ he asked as he stuffed his phone in his pocket and looked at me. His gaze was cold, but I could tell he didn’t want to hear Junmyeon say “yes”.

‘No it’s fine’ Junmyeon answered after placing a small kiss to my temple. He gave my hair another pet before turning around to face Kris. ‘Tell Jongdae to pick Luhan and Tao up from the airport and let Kyungsoo go with him, just in case’ he ordered him, and as Kris nodded Junmyeon looked back at me. ‘As for you, you can decide where you sleep tonight. You don’t have to sleep in Minseok’s room’, I was sure he only told me that in the hopes I’d stay with him, but without answering him I gave him a small nod.

Junmyeon looked at the bruise on my arm for a moment before turning back to the door and walking out with Kris.

It wasn’t long before Yixing was done with my arm and he let me leave. As I stood outside his office I paced around for a moment, where would I go now? Do I go back to my own room, or should I go to Minseok? I thought about it for another moment before walking towards Minseok’s room, we had to talk about this eventually.

And if Jackson really was going to help me get out of here I had to get back to him as soon as possible, without being suspicious of course.

I knocked on the door to his room as I waited for him to open it, it wasn’t too long as I heard some shuffling before the door opened. Minseok’s eyes met mine as he raised an eyebrow at me, ‘What are you doing here?’ he asked as I scoffed a little. ‘Am I not allowed to be here anymore?’ I asked causing him to shake his head.

‘I’m just surprised to see you here that’s all’ he admitted before stepping aside and letting me enter. Minseok was wearing a blouse, which he had unbuttoned a little allowing me to see a little of his skin. Before he had it buttoned up more so now I could see a few of the marks I had left on his neck a few nights back. It made me snicker a little as I walked in his room before sitting myself down on his bed.

‘Do you want to talk about it?’ he asked as he simply watched me from the door. ‘I’d much rather forget, but I think it would be smarter to talk about it’ I mumbled as he nodded and walked over to me. He sat down on his knees in front of me before grabbing my hands and cupping them with his own.

‘I know we’ve never really talked about this to begin with and I think we kinda just went with it from the start. But I.. care for you, always have. Even back when you weren’t here yet. Back then I also saw us as something more and I think you felt the same’ as the words started pouring out of him I remained silent, intrigued by what he was saying. Until now I didn’t know how he actually felt about the two of us.

‘I’d like to continue that as my feelings haven’t changed. What I said in there was all a lie and I would never use you for sex, if that was all I wanted I would go to NCT for a whore instead. I’m not able to say those words you want to hear, not yet at least’ he whispered those last words as he looked away from me to avoid my eyes.

I nodded at his words, which he wouldn’t be able to see anyway, before cupping his face in my hands. I turned his face back to mine and pressed my lips against his. ‘It’s ok’ I whispered after removing myself from him before allowing him to pull be back. His lips slowly moved against mine as he sat up a bit, his left hand trailed up my arm to my neck as he palmed the back of my neck. His other hand stayed on my thigh as he used this position to pull me closer.

It wasn’t long before I felt his teeth on my lower lip and I allowed him to deepen the kiss. This wasn’t like our usual kisses, he seemed more.. Caring and sensual this time. He pulled away to catch a breath as I felt his hand move up my thigh a bit. His forehead was pressed against mine as I removed my hand from his neck and wrapped it around his wrist, stopping his movement there.

‘What’s wrong?’ he breathed against my lips before pulling away a bit further, making sure to look into my eyes. ‘I can’t, not yet. I need a while to-’ I started as he nodded, cutting my sentence off, without intending to do so. ‘It’s alright, I understand. Take as much time as you need. You might then want to find another room to sleep in though’ he stated before letting out a short laugh, ‘to prevent you from getting my morning wood in your back’.

I snickered at his comment before nodding and standing up, pulling him along with me. I had only taken a good two steps to the door before I heard him say “hey” and felt him wrap his fingers around me wrist. As I turned around he pressed his lips against mine again.

He didn’t try to deepen the kiss before slowly releasing my lips and allowing me to leave the room. With an aching feeling in my stomach, which was telling me to go back, I started walking in the general direction of my own room. This meant I had to go down a floor, considering Minseok’s room was at the top floor.

Just as I reached the hallway leading to my room I saw Chanyeol open his room and walk inside. ‘Don’t follow him, don’t follow him’ I whispered to myself under my breath as I kept walking through the hallway. When I was in front of his door I stopped for a moment to look at it, ‘don’t follow him’ I spoke again as I looked ahead to my own door.

I stood still for a few moments before cursing under my breath and knocking on his door, I didn’t allow him to open it as I opened it myself and walked in. Chanyeol wasn’t in his bedroom, but the moment I looked towards the bathroom door I heard the water running. Was he showering? I looked back at the door as I thought about leaving, at least now I still could.

Just as I was about to do so I heard the water shut off and the bathroom door opened. Chanyeol, who was holding a wet shirt in his hand, hadn’t noticed me yet as he looked down. The shirt he was using was the one he had been wearing and doing so I was only able to see half his face.

Chanyeol stopped walking when he saw my feet and was quick to look up from the ground to meet my eyes. ‘What happened to you?’ I asked while tilting my head a little. ‘Why do you care?’ he snarled causing me to let out a sigh, ‘what happened you being nice to me earlier?’ I tried again as he let out a sarcastic laugh before replying.

‘You tried running away again, that’s what happened’ he spoke before turning away from me and walking to his closet. His bare back was to me as he dropped the shirt and looked around his closet for a new one. ‘But I’m still here now aren’t I?’ I stated while walking towards him.

‘Only because Jackson rejected you, you wouldn’t be here if he hadn’t’ Chanyeol huffed as I stopped behind him. ‘Chanyeol stop being like this and show me what happened to your face’ I placed my hand on his shoulder as he stopped looking around his closet and slowly turned to face me.

There was a new bruise forming on his face, it was just above his left eye and touching the end of his eyebrow. ‘Jesus Christ, what happened?’ I asked before leaning down to grab his shirt from the floor and press the cold fabric to his face. He flinched as I touched his skin but was quick to let me care for his bruise as he looked down at me. ‘You’ he groaned, reaching his hand up to softly wrap his fingers around my wrist, guiding my hand around the bruise.

‘What do you mean?’ I asked surprised, I didn’t punch him? ‘I assume Junmyeon also saw this mark on your arm, so after he went to see you he came back and punched me for it’ Chanyeol muttered out the words as he used his other hand to softly trail his fingers across my red skin. I still had my sleeve up from Yixing putting a balm on it, so I hadn’t bothered pulling it down just to let it dry.

A shiver send its way down my spine at the feeling of his hands on my skin, but I ignored it as I continued nurturing his face. ‘I can go get an ice pack from Yixing, that will work much better’ I assured him before moving my hand away from his face to turn around. I didn’t get far though, because as soon as Chanyeol felt me move he wrapped his fingers tighter around my wrist to keep me from moving.

He made sure not to leave a bruise again, but just in case I tried not to pull away and let him keep me there. ‘I’ll go to Yixing later, just stay like this for a while’ his words came out as a whisper. I stayed still and nodded at him, letting him know I’d do just that. His left eye was hidden behind the fabric but his other eye remained firmly on me as he simply watched my face.

‘Have you seen Minseok yet?’ he suddenly asked after a moment of silence. After nodding he let out a short sigh, ‘so I guess you’re back to sleeping in his bed?’.

‘Isn’t that what you intended for when you gave me that speech in the hallway earlier?’ I asked, referring to him telling me Minseok loved me and so on. ‘Don’t you already know the answer to that?’ he asked back as I shrugged.

‘Maybe I just want to hear you say it instead’ my words came out as nothing but a whisper as Chanyeol looked down at me, it took him a few moments before he removed my hand from his face and made me drop the fabric. His hand cupped my cheek to prevent me from looking away as he softly spoke back to me.

‘I don’t like you sleeping in his bed, I don’t like you sleeping in anyone else’s bed for that matter. I know we agreed to forget about what happened between us and move on, but I can’t help it’ I felt the shiver move down my spine as he trailed his hand down to my neck. ‘I need to have you’ were his final words before leaning down slowly.

He gave me more than enough time to move away, or even push him away, but I decided against it as I let him press his lips to mine. The kiss started off slowly, like he was still testing the waters, making sure I wouldn’t change my mind and leave him there.

I moved my hands up to his shoulders before slowly letting them run over his chest. As my fingers traced his skin I could feel goose bumps start to form, it wasn’t long before I felt him shiver and I started trailing my hands down. I made sure to touch every inch of his stomach before pulling my fingers through the loops of his jeans and pull him closer.

This allowed Chanyeol to grow more impatient and he was quick to deepen the kiss as he let his hands cups my cheek and pull me further in. My fingers traced over his belt before undoing the buckle and removing it completely. As I popped the button open he took a moment to remove himself from me, he kicked his pants to the side before his hands found the end of my shirt. He pulled the fabric over my head before throwing it somewhere behind me.

Chanyeol turned the both of us around as he pressed me back against the now shut closet. He attached his lips to my neck and I could feel him suck marks on my skin as he slowly moved his way down. I arched my back into his touch and reached my hands around my back, after undoing the bra clip I slid the straps down my arms and threw it to the side.

Chanyeol, who felt me remove the straps, took a deep breath as he took a small step back to look at me. ‘Fuck baby-’ he groaned while bringing his big hands up to cup my breasts. ‘-you have no idea how much I’ve been dying to see you like this’ he continued as he quickly latched himself onto my neck again. 'Then hurry up or I'll go somewhere else' my threat meant nothing but it did seem to do the job as he wrapped his hands around my thighs and lifted me off the ground. 'Good luck with that' he hissed before dropping me on the bed and hovering over me. His lips remained on my neck as his hands started wandering downwards. I felt his fingers wrap around the waistband of my jeans before tugging them down. He pulled my underwear along with them before throwing both of them away. His fingers felt warm on my skin as he slowly moved them up my legs. He slowly pulled my knees apart before taking a deep breath and looking at every inch of me. I could've sworn I saw his eyes darken a bit as he leaned in closer to me. As I felt his breath fan over my core I automatically tried to scoot in closer. 'Chanyeol, please just-' I started my sentence but was cut off by the feeling of him flattening his tongue against my clit. A moan escaped my lips as he wrapped my legs around his shoulders and moved in closer. He practically assaulted my core with his mouth as I laid back annd let my hands grasp the sheets beneath me. As the minutes passed by I felt my orgasm come closer with each move he made. When I however was close to reaching my end I felt Chanyeol remove himself from me. I whined my complaint before pushing my shoulders off the bed. There was no room for me to speak as Chanyeol had also leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. My legs had slid back down to the bed as I felt his hand on the inside of my knee. His other hand moved up my body before cupping my cheek and pulling me closer into the kiss. The other hand had already started moving up from my knee, and I could feel myself growing more anxious with each second. When it was just about to become to much he pressed his fingers flat against my core. 'Fuck you're so wet, can you hear how wet you are?' The question was rhetorical and he knew he wouldn't get an answer anyway, but that didn't stop his smirk from growing as he slowly pushed one finger in. Of course he was right, I could hear how wet I was. His finger moved in and out of me at an agonizing pace before he leaned down to my ear. 'I going to make you cum on my fingers-' he started while pushing another finger inside me. As my body sank back down into the mattress Chanyeol moved along with me, making sure to stay close to me and hear all the sounds that were leaving my lips. '-and you're going to moan my name when you cum' his voice was softer this time. And I knew he'd make his promise come true as he pressed a third finger inside me. 'Ah, Chan please, don't stop' my voice sounded broken as he pressed his lips to my cheek before hovering above me. 'That's it baby, who's making you feel this good?' His smug smile wanted to make me groan but I was sushed as he pushed his fingers deeper inside me. 'C'mon baby, you got to tell me, if you don't answer me you won't be cumming tonight' with his whisper came a promise causing me to turn my head away from him, not wanting to answer him. Chanyeol let out a short laugh before sitting up and grabbing my chin with his other hand. 'Answer. Me' between each word was a pause as he held my face in his firm hands. 'Fuck y-', I stopped myself as Chanyeol started pulling his fingers out of me. '-fuck fine, you. You make me feel so goddamn good Chanyeol. Please don't stop' as my whimper came out his smirk only grew and he pressed his fingers back inside me. 'Good girl' the name made my walls tighten around his fingers and unfortunately for me, he felt it too. 'Oh, you like that? I'll be sure to remember that' he grinned at me before leaning down and pressing his lips to my clit again. His name and a few profanities came out as I could feel myself come closer and closer to my high. As Chanyeol flattened his tongue against my slit I removed my hands from the sheets and fisted them into his hair instead. His chuckle vibrated against my core, causing me to buckle my hips up into him. 'Fuck Chan, I'm coming' I squirmed under his touch as Chanyeol moved his other hand up to press down against my stomach, keeping me to the bed. 'Ahh, Chanyeol' his name was a mantra on my tongue and it only allowed him to pleasure me more. My fingers gripped his hair tighter before bucking my hips up once more, and then finally.. I let go. My hands fell flat against the bed as my body shook into his touch. Chanyeol stayed in between my legs for a moment as he allowed me to let it all go. He made sure to clean up everything I gave him before moaning at the taste. 'God, you taste amazing' he spoke as he crawled up my body and pressed his lips against mine. I could taste myself on his lips as he pulled me close for the final time before getting up from the bed. My eyes followed him as he grabbed his pants from the floor and walked over to the bathroom. 'What are you doing?' You could hear my surprise as I watched him pick up my clothes and drop them next to me on the bed. 'I'm going to shower' he shrugged while walking over to the bed and pressing a quick kiss to my forehead. 'you will be going to your room and maybe we could do this again sometime' his smile made my mouth fall open. I watched him walk into the bathroom and close the door behind him. The sound of a lock was heard and not much later the sound of the shower turning on. I cursed him out in my thoughts as I got up from the bed and started pulling on my clothes. After a few more mumbles I finished putting on my remaining clothing and walked out of his room, back to my own.

~ time skip ~

'When you've finished eating please come meet me in my office' Junmyeon had said to me before retreating back upstairs. Two days had passed since my.. thing with Chanyeol and luckily for me he hadn't changed his behaviour much. Which meant that sometimes he'd be fine with me, while at other times he was annoyed by my mere presence. Luhan and Tao had also returned from their trip to China and they looked extremely tired and stressed. Junmyeon still wasn't sure what to do with me, but atleast I wasn't locked in my room for the time being. After I finished my breakfast I put my plate in the sink and walked towards the stairs. I found my mind wandering as I walked the short journey to Junmyeon's office. What did he want to talk about? Did I mess up again? Or maybe I'd finally be hearing some good news. Before entering Junmyeon's office I passed Minseok’s room. Minseok and I hadn't really talked after those few days ago, but I really wanted to get back in there. Then however it would again be me that first came back. The thoughts were shaken out of my head when the doors to the office opened. Kris stood in the doorway as he held the doors open for me. 'He's not in there' Kris spoke when I was only a few feet away from him. 'Oh, but I wasn't going to-' I started as Kris cut me off with a short nod. 'I know', the smile he gave me was anything but genuine, but I decided to ignore it as I walked past him. 'Also, some advice. You could always look somewhere else to get what he's giving you, there are plenty here that would treat you better' he announced his thoughts as I walked past him but the moment I was, he closed the door behind me, leaving me unable to respond. A deep sigh left my lips as I walked past the paintings and into the actual office. The final painting, the one with the golden frame, was still empty and I couldn't help but wonder what Junmyeon wanted to do with that thing. As I walked around the corner to the desk in the middle of the room I saw Junmyeon sitting at it. He seemed to be alone as he looked over some files at his desk. I went unnoticed by him as I continued walking to the desk. He was frowning at the papers, but as soon as I knocked on his desk and he looked up his face seemed to light up. 'Hey, sorry I didn't hear you come in' he mumbled before running a hand over his face and putting all the papers away in a single map. 'It's alright, you look tired though' I couldn't hide my worrying as I walked over to his side of the desk and sat down on it. Just as Junmyeon was about to scold me I ran my hand through his hair and used my other hand to lift his face up a bit. His eyes were wide when they met mine as they waited for me to continue. I offered him a soft smile before continuously rubbing my fingers over his scalp. He seemed to enjoy me doing so as he leaned into my touch and allowed me to keep on going. As Junmyeon placed one hand on my leg, a thought ran through my mind. I had to keep this up, if I kept him close like this he'd begin to trust me. All I had to do was allow him to have me, to own me and after some time I'd be able to leave. Junmyeon and I stayed like this for a moment before he let put a deep sigh and sat back up. 'I can't stay here all day, I actually have to do some work today' he admitted to himself as he moved back from me. I gave him another soft smile before hoping of his desk, 'you have to go to sleep early though, I could've sworn I heard you snore a bit' I laughed causing him to nod and smile back at me. 'You and Yixing are right, work had been draining me' Junmyeon rubbed his forehead once more before straightening up and sitting back in his chair. I took the seat opposite him as I watched him open a drawer and grab something from it before placing it in front of me. It was my phone. My original phone and not this thing they had given me to contact them if needed. My hand moved towards my phone before coming to a quick stop. I lifted my gaze to look at the man in front of me and as he gave me a short nod I grabbed my phone off the desk and brought it back with me. 'You're not just given me my phone back, so what's up?' Junmyeon smiled at my question before leaning forward a bit. 'Your friends are smart and they're getting suspicious, they keep asking when you're coming back and I can't delay it for much longer-' the thought of both the girls bothering Junmyeon, while thinking it was me, made me smile a bit as I sat back in my chair again. '-So for as far as they know you're back and now they want to throw a welcome back party. So I suppose I'm asking for your help' I could tell Junmyeon was at a loss as he let out a deep sigh at the end. 'Ok I'm going to be honest with you, without any tricks. You've got to let me go to this party-' I started my offer, but Junmyeon was quick to cut me off, 'You know I can't do th-'. I raised my hand, causing Junmyeon to stop mid sentence before bringing my finger to my lips and making a "shush" sound. 'As you said before, my friends are smart and they will continue asking questions. But that's fine, you just got to keep them entertained for the time being. I won't have to go to that party alone, hell I'll take all my bodyguards with me if that makes you feel better. I'll wear any tracking wear Sehun has-' I paused to laugh at my own words as I saw Junmyeon smirk a little. 'But if you let me go to this party I promise you I won't try to run and come back with the boys. I don't know how much my promise means to you but I'll be sure to keep the girls entertained for a while', as I finished my speech Junmyeon thought about it for a moment before nodding. 'Ok, I'll have to talk to the boys about it for a bit but I'll let you go. Please, don't do anything I don't recommend' Junmyeon got up from his chair as he grabbed the map with files from the desk and walked over to me. He held his hand out for me to take as I placed my hand in his. He helped me out of the chair and pulled me along with him. When we reached his office door he let go of my hand to open it. The door fell shut behind us as he walked to Sehun's room and knocked on the door. He didn't leave him anytime to respond as he opened the door and called out to Sehun, 'we're having a meeting, tell everyone to get downstairs'. I saw Sehun nod before Junmyeon closed the door and continued walking down the hall. I hopped after him as I tried to keep up when suddenly he stopped and turned around. 'Text your friends tell them to come meet up here and we will bring you to the party' he spoke while looking back over his shoulder at me. 'Wait what.. now??' I exclaimed causing Junmyeon to smile and nod. 'Unless you want to wait?' His question made me shake my head before nodding and saying it was fine. Junmyeon pressed a quick kiss to the top of my head before walking towards the stairs, 'go get changed too' he called out before he was gone from my sight. I stood in the hallway as I grabbed my phone from my pocket and unlocked it. After doing so I went to the designated group chat and send a simple message to the girls: "AYY LET'S GET WASTED!" Within a matter of seconds I got my response from both of them proclaiming their happiness. I dropped my location to the girls and after they send their ok's, I put my phone back in my pocket and started walking towards the stairs. 'I assume this meeting has something to do with why you are smiling?' A voice asked from behind me, I quickly turned around to be met with Kris standing next to me. 'Why do you walk so silently? What it wrong with you?' I asked. 'It's my job' Kris shrugged as he walked down the stairs with me. 'But yes, the meeting has something to do with me' I grinned at him causing him to raise an eyebrow, 'why?'. 'You'll see' my words made him sigh before pulling his eyes back to the stairs in front of us. As he took a left to the meeting room I walked straight to my room, I assume Junmyeon didn't need me there right? I threw my phone on my bed before walking to the closet, now what would I wear?

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