#AND THAT'S WHY SHE'S ON A BUS FOR TBC

[bonefall]

Please forgive me if I'm wrong, but what I am hearing is: Fallenleaf is how you would have written a Clear Sky redemption arc. With this in mind, would Folly Leaves ever get to meet or at least observe Clear Sky?

You could say that!

There is a big difference though in that Fallenleaf goes back to her own time after her 100-year timeout. She never gets forgiveness from the people she hurt and even got killed, but she also never gets the closure of truly knowing what happened to those who escaped.

It is very like a Clear Sky redemption though, yes! She was a powerful leader who must live with the fact she has ruined lives. She can live in repentance but you can never really be absolved of something like that.

They could meet, but I'm not sure how their paths would cross. Skystar is an ancestral spirit so old and powerful he's nearly at godhood status, Fallenleaf is like a fresh new god coming into her powers. They exist in very different spheres.

Fallenleaf wouldn't like Skystar at all though. He's lucky that he was surrounded by cats strong enough, in mind and spirit, to oppose him. That there was no god who ever smiled at him, and his power was only ever limited by what he could do with mortal claws.

In life he was a weak thing. Folly Leaves had terrible power at the worst point in her life and she ruined the Great Clans with it.

If Skystar ever did show up and start causing problems though, she would step up to oppose him. She would feel justified in using her powers to do that.

[willicebattlecatsblog]

pov : willice rants about The Broken Code Jayfeather (SPOILERS FOR THE BROKEN CODE)

It's been a full year now that I decided to re-read every single Warrior Cats books, as a teenager I stopped at OotS, so I re-read all of TPB, TNP, PoT and OotS. I am done with DotC (I have many opinions) and just finished AvoS, so I am starting TBC (currently at book 2).

Clearly the Writing Team™ has big, big issues with how to handle Jayfeather and his personality. Jayfeather was meant te be blunt and to freely voice his anger and concerns with little respects for other feelings sometimes, but he was never meant to be outright mean and antagonistic, was he ?

He went from a personal favorite of mine in PoT and OotS to a very unlikable character in TBC. He actively bullies and isolates Twigkit in AvoS (when he was previously known to be patient with kits??), but I can tolerate this mischaracterization i guess

But TBC Jayfeather ??? I don't know if it's just the Writing Team™ being extremely bad at understanding his character, or if it's the first symptoms of the Onestar disease, but I am kind of scared of how he will evolve in the 4 following books :(((

In the first two books of TBC, Jayfeather can hardly go through a single conversation with / about Shadowsight without straight up insulting him, his intelligence and competences. He had opinions about Willowshine and Kestrelflight, but he would rarely, if ever, straight up disrespect them to their face like that. Now, he actively participates in all the gossip around Shadowsight and characters will say "Jayfeather said Shadowsight is just a featherhead !" because Jay's opinion is that valued and important. (idk the actual English insults, all my books are in French, so you will have to suffer the French horrors sorry guys 😔)

At some point, during a Gathering, Jayfeather just tells everyone that Mothwing doesn't believe in StarClan. In front of the five Clans, the leaders, the deputies, the other warriors, like, everyone. Just because he was personally pissed at her opinion.

Just as a reminder, the Clans are all extremely faithful and the lack of faith has been a plot point several times, showing emphasis on how important it is for all cats to show devotion to StarClan. Medicine cats are literally meant to talk to StarClan. And in general, the Clans are known to be agressive to anyone who doesn't respect StarClan, thinking that if you don't follow StarClan's commands then you don't have any moral values at all.

Another reminder, Mothwing is not only the daughter of Tigerclawstar, she is also an ex rogue. She got her medicine cat title only because her brother created a fake omen, because her status as an ex-rogue made her an outcast in her own Clan. Mothwing has been known to be more vulnerable to isolation than other medicine cats.

So huh, yeah, Jayfeather just put Mothwing, an already vulnerable she-cat, in extreme danger, throwing her under the bus in front of absolutely everyone, including her own leader, her own deputy, most of her clanmates, and most of the other Clans members. Mothwing is shocked, obviously, and quickly says that she does believe StarClan is real, just isn't devoted to them.

The response of the Clans to this revelation is so out of character and disconnected from their agressive violent culture that I had to re-read the whole thing a few times.

The Clans just go "weird flex mothwing, but ok" and go back to their business (business being : questioning why StarClan isn't communicating with them anymore). From what I know, the revelation Jayfeather just made is never going to impact the story ever again because Mothwing gets banished for the crime of being a ShadowClan cat's child. So this whole scene is just there to show that Jayfeather will use precious informations against others if he gets annoyed at them ??? I don't know if this is bad writing or character assassination at this point man😔my po3 jayfeather would never.

None the less, Jayfeather KNEW how dangerous such a revelation could have been. Every single medicine cat, including her own apprentice Willowshine, kept the secret, because they all KNEW it would endanger Mothwing if the Clans discovered the state of her faith. This was literally a plot point in TNP with Leafpool like COME ON WRITING TEAM™ YOU HAVE TO LOCK IN !!!!!

I know this scene is canon (sadly), but this depiction of Jayfeather is just so alien to me. Jayfeather knows what it's like to be different and to be special, why would he insult Shadowsight over and over again when the kid is obviously struggling ? Also Jayfeather has been accused of murder and was on thin ice at some point, he knows what it's like to be accused in front of a whole Gathering, why would he do that to Mothwing out of all cats ???

Do you have any opinions on this ? Do you think this is just normal Jayfeather behavior, or do you think it is the Writing Team struggling to grasp Jay's personality ? I would like to know what you feel about that because from all the fandom discourse I did read, no one ever talked about how flabbergasting Jayfeather's behavior would be

In conclusion the real impostor is jayfeather

[jeff-the-box-boy]

Random sinner headcanons and stuff

This is not all my hcs, I have some for Vergil as well. This is probably most of the sinner hcs I have tho

Yi Sang

Enjoys fermented, rotten and spoiled foodstuffs

Kinda looks like a Victorian orphan (pale, thin, probably scrounges around on the floor for food)

Fibromyalgia, type 1 diabetes, nyctalopia, pica, depression, autism, depersonalization, sea sickness, motion sickness, nut allergy, pet spit allergy, (to be continued?)

Yi Sang and his multitude evil exes like Ramona Flowers (Dongrang, Dongbaek, Gubo)

Stupid sense of humor but he rarely laughs, mostly just smiles to himself when he makes a name pun or hears an accident innuendos

Doesn't like conflict, especially personal conflict with people he cares about

Faust

Autism, NPD, lactose intolerant, (to be continued possibly)

Has a special interest in trains, was much more prevalent in childhood (Still prevalent in adulthood, it's why everything seems kinda train themed despite them being on a bus)

Plus sized fat girl

Indulges in Yi Sang's stupid puns and stuff, sometimes making puns of her own with him

Don

ADHDtism, delusions of grandeur, probably schizophrenia or STPD, pet hair and spit allergy, (TBC)

Never gets bed head or knotty hair

Very strong arms

Fixated on the fixers part of the fixer fandom

Writes fixer fanfic

Ryoshu

Probably ASPD, (TBC)

Has favorites when it comes to the other sinners (Faust, Sinclair, and Hong Lu)

Was likely an artist for the ring in her past

Shibari enjoyer, mostly rigger but does not mind modeling

Meursault

Autism, SPD (schizoid), hypersexual, hyperthymesia, (TBC)

Studies the people around him and slightly changes how he acts around them to make conversation less of a hassle/go smoother (I have a few examples of this kinda happening in canon)

Keeps a mental list of things he likes and does not like about the other sinners:

How they treat him, things they say that stick out, reactions to things he does, random tidbits and pieces of backstories

Also has like an actual physical notebook but his memory is good enough, tends to be full of shockingly detailed and realistic sketches with very few notes

Collects scraps of newspapers, pictures, and documents he finds

May or may not have pocketed an old Gregor propaganda poster

Hong Lu

ADHDtism, pica, latex allergy, nut allergy, (TBC)

Vaguely multilingual (not fluent) and sometimes practices with the sinners, like speaking German with Sinclair and Gregor (he sounds very funny when he speaks german)

Emotionally intelligent

All of his questions are genuine, except sometimes he asks stupid questions specifically to annoy Heathcliff:

Sometimes he just wants to hear Heathcliff explain something even if he already knows about it

He also plays along with light jabs and insults Heathcliff does, falsely proving them correct (often making Heathcliff groan or very fuckimg confused)

Good with hair styling and decent with makeup, if the girls have sleepovers he's definitely invited to them

He eats lipstick and chapstick. He takes big fucking bites out of them. He likes mint flavored lip balm.

He often steals lipstick from Rodya seeing shes one of the few on the bus that uses it but he makes it up to her by buying her more expensive makeup or food

Heathcliff

Possible IED, inferiority complex, C-PTSD, lactose intolerant, (TBC)

Lower empathy for rich people; higher empathy for poor people

Like using nicknames, they come naturally to him

Defaults to things like "bloke" and "lass" but he does have a few sinner specific ones

Ishmael

OCD, cyclothymia, Insomnia, nut allergy, (TBC)

Distracts herself with busy work, shes always trying to do something

If she has nothing to do she often stims or fiddles around with stuff like her hair, her fingers, or bounces her leg and stuff

Doesn't like feeling useless or inadequate

Showers and cleans herself multiple times a day

"scrubbing the sea water/whale spit(?) off"

Rodya

HPD, possible BPD, dyslexia, gambling addict, binge eater, inferiority-superiority complex, lactose intolerant, (TBC)

Left handed but claims ambidexterity

"Wanna hear something to get your brain thinking?" Proceeds to say some stupid shit that seems like it could be philosophical but it's actually a big nothing burger (sometimes Yi Sang actually tries towards interpret her nonsense in an actual poetic way)

Tries her hardest to ignore and not face problems, especially her own

Sinclair

Severe anxiety, DPD, PTSD, dyscalculia, possible BPD, nut allergy, pollen allergy, (TBC)

He has many bad habits that have stuck with him since childhood/school

Biting his nails and cuticles up while stressed

Not drinking enough water (doesn't want to pee during class/a meeting)

Waits till the end of a briefing to ask questions or for help 

Wears his gloves to stop his nail biting 

He also just has really cold hands

He's bites the inside of his cheeks when he can't bite his nails

Internalized homophobia but like.. in a weird way. Like. Does gay things but, either feels bad abt it, like guilty, or tries to make not gay excuses for it. But like only for himself?

Projects self hatred and his trauma on his enemies, which makes it easier for him to attack them

When both him and Demian are asleep at the same time they can share dreams and interact with each other in them

Outis

Autism, possible PTSD, latex allergy, (TBC)

She's a kiss-ass towards Dante because she had to be a kiss-ass during the war in order to move up in position

Kinda glues herself to Dante's side, she explains things that don't need explained or says she's gonna protect them (Ishmael does it better) (Dante doesn't bother trying to get Outis to stop)

The oldest sinner (until proven not)

Looks down on many of the other sinners, she kinda ranks them in her head (waste of breath, fixable, I can work with this, decent, the manager)

Gregor

Autism, PTSD, survivor's guilt, immunocompromised, pollen allergy, latex allergy, other possible allergies,  seasonal depression, disassociation

Doesn't really know how to take a compliment since he doesn't usually get complimented 

TOUCH STARVED.

Has long antenna coming from his head along with the bug arm, also unfinished/underutilized/healed over wings that sometimes nub up under his back when he's stressed but don't break through his skin (like g corp Greg's wings)

Whenever he's in battle his eyes kind of glaze over and he disassociates, buggy bits kinda take over

Gregor doesn't like killing especially when it's not very necessary, makes him think of the war and his buddies 

Gregor also has watery eyes, this is not specifically during battle but just in general. Sometimes when he lays on his side the eye on that side starts to tear up and leak

During intense moments, little bits of exoskeleton and chitin harden on him; like a patch of shell on the side of his or his buggy shoulder extends up a bit

Actually prefers stale or slightly turned food since he got modified but he doesn't tell anyone cause he's embarrassed and kind of ashamed of it (based on book Gregor not liking fresh food and only eating rotten or bad food, but less intense)

Dante

Amnesia, latex allergy, some kind of chronic pain (arthritis possibly), (TBC)

Nonbinary they/them intersex clock with a pair of sick tits (Dante deserves boobs)

Actual like. Dark gray skin 

Usually a bit of a nervous loser but occasionally has bouts of confidence/competence/authority similar to how they were from before they lost their head

Also likes to keep themself busy with work similar to Ishmael (they are trying their hardest to be a really good manager despite being thrown into this role suddenly)

Communicates with people that aren't the sinners through writing, simple sign language (they're still learning), making a sinner translate, or tracing letters on people

Gets phantom pains all the time, especially is a sinner died an exceptionally painful death recently

Clock has feeling like a real head

Gets repairs and check ups for their internal mechanisms, the clock even more sensitive inside the clock. all the wires and gears and stuff feel strange

Gregor and Ryoshu sometimes take smoke breaks with each other or light each others cigarettes 

Meursault and Heathcliff sometimes "play dress up" or "cosplay" with Don, Heathcliff refuses to be anything that's not somewhat badass though (Meursault has worn a dress before. Meursault does not talk about this incident.)

Outis and Gregor have a mutual kind of respect, and disdain for each other. They respect each other as veterans. Outis is a bit disappointed in his deserting and not seeing the war till the end. Gregor is freaked out by her "at least I didn't die" mindset compared to his "why was I the one that had to live" mindset

Gregor empathizes greatly with Dante whenever he sees them being dehumanized because of their prosthetic. He actively tries to talk and befriend Dante to make sure they never feel lonely or worthless

Gregor and Yi Sang both have midnight cravings and they dig through the dining room trash can for stale food. One night they both ran into each other in the dark while making their way to the trash can, Gregor nearly exploded in embarrassment. They don't talk about it, or at least Gregor doesn't. Both of them think about it pretty often though, more often then they'd expect

[gatheringfiki]

The following ficlet was written by @miaulady​ based on this photoset.

Fili/Kili, Rating TBC.

You might also be able to read this story on AO3.

If you’ve enjoyed this story, please leave a comment either in replies or on AO3. :)

Send With Love

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Fili climbed out of the taxi and watched it drive off after he got his luggage out of the trunk.

Oh, but this was a wonderful surprise for everyone. No one expected him and yet here he was, in front of their house.

He rang the bell and could hear footsteps racing down the stairs.

Kili, he guessed.

But the person opening the door was not Kili. Fili had to look down to see the one who had made the ruckus and was now gaping up at him.

“Fili!” Frodo grinned up at him.

“Frodo,” Fili dropped his bag and lifted his small cousin up. “What are you doing here?”

“We came early. Uncle Bilbo and Uncle Thorin went out to a walk. But Aunt Dis is here.”

It was a bit odd for Frodo to still call Bilbo and Thorin as uncles, now that he had been officially adopted by the two, but habits died hard and everyone of the younger generation called them that anyway. So it appeared to be stuck.

Fili walked into the house, kicked his bag and dragged his luggage in and closed the door. He didn’t want to put Frodo down just yet. He had missed the little one, just like the rest of the family.

“And where would Kili be?”

“Kili is at the Cabin.”

Fili’s heart sank a bit at that. Being at the Cabin meant that he wouldn’t get to see Kili until he himself went to there. And that was going to be with the rest of the family. There would be no possibility to get a kiss in with them right there and the Cabin being so small.

“Oh, all alone?”“For now,” his mother stepped out of the kitchen, an apron slung around her hips and the smell of freshly baked cookies following her. “He volunteered to prep the Cabin all on his own this year.”“Dear good lord,” Fili whispered. “Did he lose his mind?”“His mind is not busy worrying,” she hugged him, and in extension Frod. “So he tries to stay busy. I am glad you made it in time.”“Made it in time?” Fili asks. “Ma, I got free out of nowhere.”“Nowhere,” she snorts. “Just like your uncle, thinking that such thing as coincidence happens when I am right there.”

He stared at his mother, “You didn’t.”

“But she did!” Frodo giggled. “It was a secret. I wasn’t allowed to tell anyone!”

“You knew?” Fili looked at the small face, gleaming with delight. “Who else knows of this sheming of my mother with my boss?”

“Please, sheming is such an ugly word. And no one else knows. But I do think Bilbo has a strong suspicion because Frodo wasn’t as sad as he should have been at your call that you wouldn’t make it,” she plucked Frodo’s nose. “We have to work on your acting skills, young man.”

“Yes, Aunt Dis.”

“And anyway,” she continued on. “All I did was ask for a small favour of an old friend. Gloin was happy to help out. Of course he didn’t understand why he had to tell you that you couldn’t leave until the very last second. But I told him that he would get an answer after Christmas and that seemed to have worked.”

His mother was scarry.

He put Frodo down and wanted to take off his boots.

“Don’t bother” his mother says. “You are leaving.”

“Excuse me?” He looked up at her with an expression he knew for a fact was called ‘The kicked puppy look’. “Are you kicking me out? You own flesh and blood? Just when I arrived?”

“Fili!” she laughed. “You have the very important task to take the little bus up to the Cabin. I already filled it with all the presents and we only have to put in the last batch of cookies that I just finished.”

“What?”

“What, what?” she asked him. “You didn’t think you would get around the work just because of some travelling, did you? We brought Kili up with the tree this morning and you know next to the tree nothing fits in the bus.”

“Well, yes, but-”“Don’t interrupt me. If Thorin finds out you are here, there won’t be a single minute of peace and quiet for you. He will bore you and everyone in earshot with questions about Gloin’s business and tell you everything that went on here in his business. Unless Bilbo can get him to behave and be less of a bore, which I am confident in he will do, but still. Better be safe than sorry. But it means Kili won’t have anything from you being here over Christmas and New Years. Which is why I even went to all this trouble. He needs a little pick-me up.”

“What is with Kili?”“Oh, you know, he misses you,” she said as if that explained everything. Which it partly did to Fili but shouldn’t to their mother.

“You make it sound like he is in a deep depression, Ma!”

“He might as well be with how deep in the dumps he is.”

“Ma!” he laughed but his mind was screaming and racing with thoughts of fear and worry. Had she found it out while he was gone? How had she found out? Had Kili told her? Or was it just a joke she made over Kili missing his older brother in a dramatic way? Or was there something else that was bothering Kili, something serious that he had kept from Fili?

“Now, grab those bags of yours and off to the car. No time to lose. Before Thorin returns and finds out about our little surprise.”

“I will help!” Frodo called out and started to put on some boots.

“Put a jacket on too,” Fili said absent mindedly, remembering the bad habit of Frodo’s to leave the house for ‘Short trips’ without one even in a storm.

“But it is only for a short time,” Frodo whined.“Jacket, Frodo, I mean it,” Fili said sternly, imitating his Uncle.

“Fine.”

His mother was already going back to the kitchen and Fili followed her. He needed to talk with her.

Did she know? Did she know that her sons had a relationship brothers shouldn’t have?

“Ma,” he whispered and closed the door behind him.

“You really should help Frodo with your bags,” she packed the cookies into a tin box.

“In a moment,” he stood next to her and helped her, giving his hands a task to do. How to ask her if she knew without exposing the secret to her if she didn’t know it? “Is there anything going on with Kili?” A careful question, a general question and could be passed off as him asking here in case it was something Frodo wasn’t to know.

“His heart is not in it this year,” she sighed. “Not yet. With you here, it will be.”

Well, that was a very clear statement if he ever heard one.

“Ma,” his voice was shaking. She knew.

“I know my boys,” she patted his cheek. “And I know them better than anyone else. Better than they know themselves.” The tin box was closed with a snap.

Fili closed his eyes and prayed silently for mercy.

“And I love them very much,” a wet kiss was given to his cheek.

He opened his eyes and looked at her surprised.

“Now, take this,” she gave him the tin box. “and drive to Kili. This is my secret Gift. So I don’t want to hear complaining about the wrapped one.”

“A sweater?” Fili asked. “Again, Ma?”“I said, I don’t want to hear complaining!”

“Sorry,” he kissed her cheek, a stone lifted from his heart. “We love you very much too, you know.”

“Of course,” she sniffed. “I am a lovely person. Now, move, move!”

Fili was pushed out of the kitchen and out of the house. Frodo had already carried all of his bag to the little bus and even started to put them on the front passenger seat.

“Thank you, Frodo,” Fili gave him an affectional ruffle through his curls and finished putting everything in.

“You are welcome.”

Fili looked at the back of the bus and whistled, “We are apparently expecting an army of people who wants presents.”

“No, just us,” Dis said. “Which is basically the same. But, speaking of expecting, we will come to the Cabin later than usual.”

“Oh? When?”

“Directly Christmas Eve,” she lifted Frodo up into her arms and walked with Fili to the driver seat, handing him the keys he forgot. “So it is up to you and Kili to bring the magic alive. And if you only make a pizza I will haunt you to the rest of your lifes. I expect a Christmas Dinner worthy to be called such. Groceries are in the black bag.”

“We won’t let you down,” Fili grinned widely. Two Days with Kili. Alone in the small Cabin. Best Christmas Gift ever!!

“Right, before I forget,” she handed him a red letter. “Kili has to open this right away, understood?”“Yes, Ma. First thing he will do is read the letter.” Right after Fili could get his brother to not climb him like a tree in the excitement that he was here. “I will make sure of it.”

———

Fili stopped the small bus and looked at the Cabin covered in snow.

The sun was still up and Fili could see the decorations that stayed all year in the Cabin and that Kili must have already pulled out of their hiding spaces.

Like the small red presents were lining the stair up and Fili pulled out the equally red envelope from his mother out. She had Kili’s name and the Cabin as the adress on it. A cute gesture.

Time to deliver this letter.

He climbed out of the car and made his way to the door past the red plastic presents and a snowman, probably build by Frodo and Kili when they had dropped him off this morning. A red scarf tied around it and a happy smile ever present on it. He wished he had been there to help and pull them into a snowball fight. That had always been Fili’s job, to make sure there was at least one snowball fight for each snowman built. He would have to get them both the morning after Frodo joined them here.

When he reached the door he could hear the music inside. Christmas songs playing softly over the old speakers. Fili smiled, Kili was inside and not taking a walk out in the wood. And he apparently not heard the car driving and parking, a wonder all by itself with how loud it was.

He knocked and waited.

The door got opened and Filli practically pushed the envelope into Kili’s face.

“Letter for Kilian Durin, express delivery.”

“What?” Kili spluttered and pushed Fili’s arm down.

They looked at each other for a while. Just taking the other one in.

Kili looked amazing, as always. But there was a tightness around his eyes, proofing that he had not been sleeping well. He was wearing the sweater their mother had given him last year. Fili had a matching one but, oh no how sad, he lost it in a hotel somewhere. It just didn’t look good on him. On Kili it looked great. Even with the green Snowflake that looked like it was very sick.

“Fili!”

And so he had his arms full with Kili.

“You are here! You are here!”

“Yes, no need to make me go deaf!” He laughed and hugged Kili strongly against him. “But really, the letter, Kili. I promised Ma you would read the letter first thing when I arrived.”“Sure, sure,” Kili did not let go. “Did anyone else come with you?”

“No, just me.”

“Oh, great!”

Filli stopped Kili from kissing him.

“Fili?”

“The letter, Kee. I promised Ma,” he repeated and he saw already a frown forming so he added, “You read the letter while I get everything out of the car. And then you can show me what you already put up and kiss me stupid while doing so. Sounds good?”

Kili snatched the letter out of his hand with a grumble about Fili being a prissy little shiny boy of their mama and leaned against the door frame to open and read it. Fili would take it as a yes then.

Kili read the letter, silently, his face getting pale and then red and a huge grin forming on his face. Then he just watched Fili.

“You know, you could help,” Fili grunted when he placed another box full of presents down. God, their family was excessive.

“I am enjoying the show,” Kili shrugged. “Tell you what. You promise me that we will have sex on one place in the living room before the others come and I will make you my special hot cocoa.”

Fili could feel his whole body heating up at the thought.

“What, like under the Christmas Tree?”

“Fitting,” Kili smiled at him. “Considering that you are my secret Christmas Gift from Ma.”

“What?”

“Yeah, early Christmas plus letter. Delivered by itself,” he waved the red envelope. “Very nice of her.”

Fili gaped at his brother, “She wrote that?”

No, she didn’t. His mother wouldn’t… Would she?

Kili handed the letter to him, “Read yourself. I will continue with the boxes-”

“There are only two left anyway,” Fili mumbled but his eyes were already reading the start of the letter, sinking down on the couch.

“Then why are you whining?”

Their mother knew, and now Fili also knew how she had found it out. Over years she had watched them and not said anything. She saw their struggle to not fall for each other and how they both gave up on it. Fili’s resignation that it would never be and Kili’s pushing that it might become real if they were just brave enough. Then her reveal that they were not in fact blood related but step brothers and how she saw both of them going through yet another crisis. She had not seen Kili pushing Fili to admit their feelings (by pushing him against his closet) but she had a strong suspicion that it had been Kili who took the first step. Always the braver one of the two, while Fili was more careful (or a coward as Kili said).

Then her sheme of getting everyone to believe that Fili could not come to Christmas, just to get Kili two days with Fili alone in the Cabin.

“I know it is not Christmas yet but see this as my present to you both for this Christmas. I will make sure we won’t come up before the Eve of Christmas itself. So in your excitement and love, do not forget your tasks. Fili already knows about the Christmas Dinner. And for the love of God, don’t hide your love forever from our family. You might have grown up as brothers, but you are closer than most couples I know. And Thorin is driving me insane, so get to it. Send with Love, Your Ma.”

“She is amazing, isn’t she?” Kili closed the door after he put down the last box, sitting down next to Fili.

“Scarry, that is what she is. She knew. All this time.”

“Yeah, I was never good at hiding things from her. Least of all the things I care about,” he slung his arm around Fili and pulled him close.

“Telling everyone,” Fili whispered and leaned against him. “I just- Won’t they think it weird?”

“We are stepbrothers, technically.”

“That just sounds like straight out of a porn movie,” he groaned.

“Let’s not worry about that,” Killi took the letter from his hand and placed it on the table. “We don’t have to tell anyone right this holiday. She is just being dramatic.”

Fili smiled at Kili, “I am sorry for being still so difficult about this.”

“I don’t mind.”

“You were ready to tell everyone the day we found out we are not related.”“Well, yes. But as I said, I don’t mind it. Means I can keep you all to myself for longer. Like the face you make after I kissed you. One of my favourites.”

Fili kissed him for that. Oh, but how he loved Kili. And how Kili’s hands felt in his hair and on his hips.

“Didn’t you say something about your special hot cocoa?” He felt Kili’s hands tighten and saw his eyes going darker.

“I did.”

Fili hummed into the next kiss. Knowing what he was about to do was a bit mean.

He stood up, interrupting their kiss right in the middle.

“Let’s get to work then. Still plenty to do.”

“Fili!” growled Kili behind him on the couch.“Yes?” he asked and blinked innocently down at Kili.

“If I don’t get what you agreed to,”“Whatever could you mean, Kee?”

“I will be very cross.”

“And no one wants that,” Fili leaned down and gave Kili a quick kiss. “But if you want your present under the Christmas Tree, there should be decorations on it, don’t you agree?”

“Why? I am not going to look at the Tree!” Kili scoffed but stood up. “You better put a bow on you, if you want to make to go about it that way.”

[grandsonoflightike]

The Start Of A War In Plegian Fates Areas Chapter 03: Plegian Fates Anakos' Shadow Hands Take 3 Children Couples To Secure A New Ally

Our Heroes go forward and find the Plegian Bottomless Canyon.

Plegian Corrin sighs and says "Ah, the Plegian Bottomless Canyon. This canyon is the entrance to Old Plegian Valla."

Suddenly 6 of Plegian Fates Anakos' Shadow Hands appear.

"What are Plegian Fates Anakos' Shadow Hands Doing here?" Plegian Azura says.

Plegian Nina says "An Ally of Plegian Chrom is in control of them. Let the six people it is after be caught."

Plegian Soleil says "I bet they want me and Plegian Nina so let's prove it by getting caught and those hands will vanish."

Plegian Nina And Plegian Soleil get caught by a Hand Each. Once they're gone, the hands don't come back.

Plegian Cordelia says "It seems they're right."

People stop dodging and Plegian Seigbert, Plegian Velouria, Plegian Ophelia, and Plegian Lucifer.

'Why did it grab Plegian Lucifer with Plegian Ophelia?' Plegian Gangrel says.

Light Male Robin says “Oh How Little you know of the BUs.”

Down in Old Plegian Valla, The Six look around for their target enemies.

Suddenly they see a Plegian Nohrian Angered Great Knight commanding Plegian Plegians.

“Time to end you, Plegian Nina, Plegian Soleil, and the four who came with.” The Plegian Nohrian Angered Great Knight says “By The Way, The Name Is Plegian Talon.”

Then Plegian Siegbert worries because Neither of the robins or corrins are here. This is when Plegian Nina reminds everyone that she has the same thing as them through an outrealm ability.

Plegian Ophelia Then says “Then Lead the way, Archer of Tactics.”

Everyone but Plegian Lucifer Groans at that and This is something Plegian Nina Sees but ignores. They Get In Combat Positions. They then take down multiple of the Plegian Plegians. Suddenly Plegian Nina and Plegian Soleil target Plegian Talon The Plegian Nohrian Angered Great Knight

"Tell Me, Plegian Nina, Why not tell Plegian Soleil what you gave up to be with her?" Plegian Talon The Plegian Nohrian Angered Great Knight, who is mind-controlled, says while grabbing her loose arm.

She pulls her arm away and draws her bow and says “What? You mean my addiction to yaoi that I had rid out of me just as my payment to Rhajat or the virginity I lost using a dildo on myself during the war against Anakos, which got the attention of Rhajat so she would offer to give me my dick for the payment I said? Both are what I gave up. I know I should tell her. Which is why she is right next to me when we fight.”

“Plegian Nina…” Plegian Soleil Says.

Plegian Nina Battles Plegian Talon The Angered Great Knight and he escapes.

Plegian Nina says “Plegian Soliel, I meant to tell you sooner of what I gave up but we were always marching.”

Plegian Soliel says “It is alright. I am grateful this love for me was during the plegian Fates series.”

Plegian Nina says “You mean it?”

“Yeah. We better get outta here.” Plegian Soliel says.

They exit from Old Plegian Valla. There is a thing Plegian Nina sees about Plegian Lucifer is actually Plegian Morgan's Son with Plegian Cynthia from the Future.

Plegian Nina whispers “Hey Plegian Soleil! Plegian Lucifer is the child of Plegian Morgan and Plegian Cynthia from the Future.”

Plegian Soleil whispers “My Father and everyone of his world's Second Generation are from the future and that means he is from a bad future maybe.”

“Maybe a future Where Plegian Chrom won.” Plegian Nina Whispers “Best To Let Him Reveal It On His Own.”

They make it outside Old Plegian Valla.

“Oh I am so glad Plegian Velouria and the others are ok.” Plegian Keaton says.

This is when Plegian Lucifer sighes at the sight of Plegian Keaton.

TBC…

[the-curious-cat24]

Utahime stares at the ceiling for a couple of minutes, thinking how she end up here, on a bed, naked and dizzy. Also, why is this annoying man is with her? All of her memory is foggy, she remembers Shoko and Mei mei laughing and talks about some fashion and bags. Satoru keeps on talking her ears off about anything that he can even think of, and the way he keep teasing her, by taking her food and drinks her beer. This really annoys the hell out of her, and all she can remember, is that when they are about to leave from the bar, Gojo is with her while waiting for a bus. 

“Say Utahime” he grins at her 

“ what?” 

“Why are you planning of getting knock up by a stranger?” he then move beside her “your family  pressured you again about having a family?”

“Hmmm... well” she clears her throat “I am not getting younger and also, I am not sure if I am able to get pregnant...”

“huh?” 

“I am old now Gojo” she sighs “the chances of me getting pregnant maybe slim”

“how ridiculous” he chuckles “you talk like you are older than 50 Hime” he then wipe the sweat from her forehead “You are thirty two, you are still young” 

Utahime closes her eyes, remembering their conversation and how they end up in his home. She remembers when she is taking a bath, wanting to clean herself from sweat and wants to cool her head from all the alcohol she’s been drinking. She then grab the clothes that Gojo let’s her borrow. 

She walk towards his spacious living room, and here she thought that him being childish, his things should be over the place however, its the opposite, having all the money in the world, to purchase a lot of stuff, Gojo is definitely a minimalist. A comfortable gray couch, with side table and a small lamp. A coffee table with a few books and a flat screen attach on the wall with shelves below the screen with some books and a figurines, that she assumes from the souvenir shops he went to, during his international travels. 

 “Do you want some water?” Gojo appears from the kitchen bringing a glass of water for her and place it on the table 

“Thank you”

“I have been thinking Hime”

“You think?” she jokingly said that to him as she takes a sip the water

“Hey!” he scrunch his nose and chuckles “You said that you wanted to have a child right?”

“Hmmm” she nodded 

“What if, I agree to your terms and impregnate you” 

“Huh?” 

“Well, I wouldn’t mind having a child if you are the mother Hime”

“Gojo, it seems like you are telling me that you have feelings for me?” she then massage her head “Why would you think about that?” 

“well” 

“I think your offer is not bad Gojo” she then smiles “come to think about it, rather than having a kid to someone I don’t know, this time, I can trust that you’ll be able to fulfill some duty as a father, right?”

“Uh... yes I can” he was about to say something but something stops him and watch her eyes intently, it seems that he withhold some secret. "Do you really want this or you just want to please your parents?"

TBC

Food for Thought (Gojohime AU)

Utahime is at the right age to get married and have her own family, at 32 years old, her parents wants her to find a man and get married, give them grandchildren, some of her colleagues and friends are having their own family. Peer pressure and the feeling of being left out whenever there is a family gathering or her friends no longer join her saturday night outs due to taking care of their children. Except Shoko her beautiful and kind junior who is now a Doctor who always shares her time with her and going out with her, Shoko is always there with her. She is younger than Utahime and having friends with benefits with Geto, her high school class mate  and friend, they are cool with their relationship (even though they’ve been together for almost 10 years already) Utahime don’t see Shoko having a hard time in dating. 

One night as they are having their girls night out with Mei Mei and Shoko, Utahime talks about having someone to impregnate her and get done with the demands from her parents, all they want is to have a grandchild right? and Utahime has been thinking for a long time as well, since she is not getting younger, she also wants to have a child, someone she can nurture and love unconditionally, she may not admit it but she feels envious seeing her colleagues at work talking about their children, the pictures and all. She has not picture herself out of having a husband, due to an accident, there is a lingering scar on her face, and she knew that some men find it unattractive. 

“You are being pessimistic again Hime” Shoko sighs as she drinks her glass of beer “You are beautiful and you will find a sperm donor in any seconds” 

“What a weird way of complimenting her Shoko” Mei Mei taps Shoko’s forehead lightly “Anyway, Hime are you really sure of not giving a chance to go dating? you really want to get knock up by stranger?” 

“Knock up by a stranger?” a deep voice coming from behind startled the girls and look at their back. 

“Geto, what took you so long to come here?” Shoko move her bag from the empty seat and gestures the young man to sit beside her

“Sorry Shoko, I am with Satoru right now and he is joining us today” Geto move towards his seat and standing behind him is Gojo Satoru, His white hair stands out from the crowd and with his signature sunglasses and a black biker jacket with black shirt underneath, he is stunning and beautiful as ever. 

“What is this ‘knock up by a stranger?’ you talking about?” Gojo sits beside Utahime without waiting for her approval and by the looks of her annoyed face, he is liking the reaction already. 

“None of your business Gojo” Utahime ‘tsk’ as she finish her glass of beer. 

Without knowing, two pair of eyes looking at them with mischievous look on their faces and a plan is already formulating as seeing the two starts talking to each other. Shoko knows that look from Mei Mei and nods her head with agreement. This will be an interesting night, Shoko thought as she raise her hand and order for  another glass of beer. 

TBC

[genshinwine]

college au xiao x reader

part 2

I’m lost and tired haha..

“ehhh, i didn’t know this was part of the homework.! I’m so screwed” you whined. the new courses and the fact that classes were named using codes, A113? E200? was not helping at all. Classes were split into different timings and it was hard to keep track. Locations may vary from classes to classes and that’s how you walked into the wrong building while trying to get to class within the last 9 minutes. and that’s the very reason why you were sitting in front of xiao during lunch break and whining to him about all these issues.

“It’s just so complicated! I live so close to campus, yet I reach class later than those who lives miles away and never set foot here! It’s so frustrating!” Xiao chuckled softly, soft enough that you couldn’t hear. Spending 2 weeks together due to projects, going to each other’s places and cafes to work on a project for hours on end, brought the both of you closer and more familiar with one another. Amber eyes glanced at you ever so quickly, the fleeting gazes were easily missed as you were so into the current menu of the day. His gaze softened as your favourite meal was displayed in front of you and you happily exclaimed “Thank you for the food!” Xiao then cleared his throat and mumbled quietly, “well, do you want me to remind you the night before?” You shot up, thinking he was going to call you as such.

Recently you have heard about the popularity of Xiao, and the fact that he is doing this is making you flustered and afraid of the piercing gazes of the individuals eyeing the seat you were in, opposite xiao. “N-no.! I think I’m fine! I uh.. I can always check the schedule and ask the different course mates if I need to!” Xiao was about to tell you that he is your course mate, and also the fact that he is your partner for the semester exam makes things even more important and the fact that he is more significant than the others in reminding you. But also he does not want to doubt your capabilities, hence he said nothing, nodded and continued sipping his tea. As if you jinxed yourself, a few days later, what you anticipated, happened.

The night before, you asked a course mate what time is the lesson tomorrow. Since she was always in the same class as you, you assumed that the timings would be the same, 1.30pm, start of class. Oh how very wrong you were. Your lesson was different from the others but same as Xiao, who was at 8.30am. Xiao messaged you the night before,

Let’s meet an hour before class, at the front of the school gate. We can have some time to prepare the notes and stuff. I can also teach you the formulas of which you don’t know.

You replied with a simple 👌🏻, tossed your phone on the nightstand and went to sleep. The day was hectic already, with you running around campus trying to find the right locations for the design laboratory. The moment you reached home, you were beat and after finishing all your chores you were ready to succumb to sleep.

The next morning, Xiao waited at the station. It was 55 minutes before lesson and you were nowhere to be seen. Xiao checked his messages that he sent last night to you, he clearly stated an hour. Why weren’t you here? You always showed up earlier than him all flustered and hugging the notes so adorably. Wait adorably? What is he even thinking. Xiao shook his head furiously, pulled his beanie down till it covered his eyes for a moment. He would not get into this. He is just a simple, SIMPLE project partner. Coming back to the situation, Xiao felt something was wrong, he called you several times, no answer. Why? IT WAS 45 minutes before lesson, what if..

Xiao, without hesitation, sprinted for the nearest bus to your house. Blood pounding in his ears as he ran towards your house. Reminding himself it’s not because he cares about you but the fear of being marked absent and affecting his grades, he rushed to your place. Spamming the doorbell, he called out to your name. “(Y/n)!” Hearing footsteps behind the door, Xiao heaved a sigh of relief. The door slowly opened to a groggy half awoken you. Silk pyjamas hung loosely to your body, bed hair standing tall and proud. Xiao can’t help but grin at your cute and sleepy form.

You blinked, not once, not twice but thrice. Your eyes widened and Xiao swore he might be in a comedy vie because of how you reacted. You back peddled at full speed straight to a cupboard and screamed at the highest you could muster. “What are you doing here!?”

tbc.

[daaedoodles]

pieces!au reesker factsheet (timeline of the fic is altered slightly from canon)

their first proper interaction was during the charlie rivers case (chapter 5)

immediately sarah felt very safe with her, she was quick to let her in

after sarah gets back to work from her hiatus ava bumps into her on a case

the same day they both end up falling asleep on the bus back home, both of them missing their stops and getting tossed off in the middle of nowhere

sarah ends up insisting ava comes with her because she doesn’t want her to get kidnapped or something and ava gives in because it’s like 11pm and it’s been a long day,,, also who can say no to sarah

ava sleeps over at sarahs, she takes the couch (after much argument)

they bus to work together and start becoming friendly, also exchanging numbers in a very “if you need help i’m here” kind of thing

ava has a panic attack after the whole dr jeffrey awake surgery crap and connor tries to comfort her but she tells him to page dr reese

sarah comforts ava (parallels to their first meeting cOuGh, crying in the locker rooms + comfort)

after that ava makes a point to take CT cases from the ED and the psych ward so she has an excuse to say hi to sarah

ava rejects connor and he eventually figures out its because ava likes sarah, except connor constantly teases her about it and ava hates him for it

she eventually asks sarah out to coffee (last minute throwing in the excuse she wants to discuss a patient) but sarah doesn’t buy it and when they’re out she’s like.. “this isn’t about a patient is it.”

share their first kiss on christmas eve when ava convinces her not to take the holiday shift and come out with her instead, they go ice skating and go on walks, ending the night with a kiss from sarah

during the med christmas party they’re both a little awkward at first, sarah thanks her for the day before and they sit together and talk a lot of the time (sarah explains a bit more about why she doesn’t celebrate holidays much)

TBC

[zhansww]

Yibo has been a host on TTXS since 2016. His co-hosts are kinda like brothers. The two oldest ones, DaZhangWei and WangHan, are already married. QianFeng and GaoTianhe are single. Yibo is supposedly single, too - and yet, at some point in 2019, his brothers have stopped (even jokingly) setting him up with any young lady who visits their show. They do still play matchmaker for QF and GT but not for Yibo. Now, they usually purposefully exclude him from talks about relationships, saying things like “he is too busy” or “he is too young”... (even though he was obv younger before lol). There are also some other things that his brothers or Yibo himself have unintentionally said or done to further indicate that Yibo is... involved with a certain someone. This list is probably incomplete, it’s just all I could think of or find again. I didn’t feel the need to include examples but if you follow ggdd closely, you already know what everything is referencing.

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180603 - Yibo: When I’m 40, I want to have a small yard and a dog. If I have a child, it would be nice for the child and the dog to play together. QF: Fence, woman and dog. DZW: No, he didn’t mention a woman.

190721 - WH suggested Yibo would be a cool/stoic husband. DZW: Actually, I think Yibo would have a lot to say to his beloved.

190728 - This is the episode in which gg was a guest. There are fancams in which you can see ggdd, discussing what team name to pick. According to fans who read their lips, dd asked gg “bojunyixiao bu hao ma? = Is bjyx not good?” - to which gg shook his head in reply.

190825 - DZW joked about how Yibo needs a boyfriend, not a girlfriend. This segment was cut from the actual episode. There are fancams, though.

191013 - When asked why he wants to sell his scented candles, Yibo couldn’t reply so DZW quickly joked about how he must’ve invited someone over who never made it - which got Yibo adorably flustered. In this same episode, dd had to go grocery shopping (sort of) and put a bunch of snacks - including Lays, which gg endorses - in the cart, even though he himself doesn’t like snacks.

191117 - Yibo: That’s how love is. You can’t control it.

191124 - Yibo asked one of the female guests why she is so pale (which is considered a compliment, tbc) and one of his brothers said “you shouldn’t say things like that anymore” before WH joked about how he should leave those kind of lines to QF. I’m not sure if that line was cut from the episode or not.

191208 - Yibo talked about how his parents don’t shop online but he himself buys shoes and clothes to share and has them shipped home. When QF asked “Your shoes and clothes??”, DZW jumped in to joke about how Yibo’s parents are cool dancers, too. Sidenote: Yibo hasn’t lived with his parents since he was 14 or so. They live in his hometown, Luoyang. His current residence is Beijing which is btw also where gg lives.

200209 - WH asked QF and GT “what romantic things would you do for your future other half?”. He put the question a little differently when he asked Yibo “In the future, what romantic things would you do for your other half?”

200517 - Yibo had to make a bouquet together with one of the guests and they named it 一期一会 yiquiyihui - which happens to be the title of one of the biggest bjyx fansites’ series of videos of ggdd, on the set of CQL.

[a-marlene-s]

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Adrien tentatively opened the door to Miss Bu… Miss Brodeur's classroom. He doesn't know what to say to her, but he knew if things don't change, Lila will end up getting akumatized again and that's the last thing anyone needed. Well, that's what he keeps telling himself.

Adrien saw that Brodeur is sitting at her desk, checking off on some paperwork. "Miss Brodeur?"

Brodeur looked around from her paperwork to see Adrien nervously walk into the classroom. "Mr. Agreste… is something wrong?"

Adrien paused mid-step. Brodeur doesn't sound anything like before. Stern, straight-forward and showed little to no concern for her students. It reminded him so much of his father that it made him hesitate hearing how sincere, polite and the fact she put away whatever she was working to give him her full attention.

-.-

Adrien doesn't remember how or when how he started to tell Brodeur nearly everything about himself. From how he never had a close relationship with his father, how much he misses his mother, being forced to model for his father's company and so many other things that made Brodeur wonder how the kid managed to stay sane. It does explain a lot of his recent actions, but it doesn’t excuse any of it to some degree.

"Adrien, dear. Breathe." Brodeur said before taking in a deep breath, motioning for Adrien to do the same. Slowly let out that long breath and Adrien did the same. She reached over into her bag that she kept in one of the drawers of the desk to pull out a box of tissues. Offering the entire box to Adrien, the teen took several and promptly blew his nose. "Adrien, how long have you known about Lila's lies?"

"…" Adrien averted his eyes.

"I'm not mad, I simply want to understand." Brodeur said softly. "Why do you insist on covering up Lila's lies?"

"I don't want her…I don't want her to get akumatized again." Adrien replied tiredly, he sagged in the seat Lila had previously sat on earlier. He no longer had the fight to defend anymore. "Her lies…"

A sudden realization swept over Adrien and it caused him to feel like someone had pour a giant bucket of ice cold water over him. "They are hurting everyone… Once Lila's lies are exposed, they'll hurt everyone and it'll be all my fault!"

"Adrien. Adrien! It's not your fault. None of it is your fault."

"Yes it is!" Adrien insisted, he shot up from his seat and started to pace around the room. He twisted his hands into his hair, pulling at it relentlessly. "I knew about Lila and her lies but I kept insisting that she'll learn on her own. That her lies are harmless. I even told Marinette to take the high road after Lila started to target her."  

Brodeur quickly stood up from her spot and quickly walked over to Adrien and placed his hands on his shoulders to get him to stop pacing around. "Adrien, breathe. Repeated after me, breathe in… breathe out. Breath in. Breath out."

Adrien doesn't know how long he repeated the excursive before he found himself sitting down once again. He hunched forward and allowed his arms to hang limply at his sides. He doesn't know what to think or say anymore.

Brodeur walked over to grab her chair and pulled it up next to Adrien. "I'm not going to sugarcoat what I am going to say to you. That is the last you need right now."

Adrien could only nod in agreement. "I messed up, didn't I?"

"Your heart was in the right place, but it was wrong of you to protect Lila's lies under the intention of wanting everyone to be friends." Brodeur stated in a soft but stern tone. "You covering up for Lila, will only end with more people getting hurt. Lila's lies will one day come to light and when they do, those that believed her will get hurt. Her lies are malicious to the point she's not bothered to hurt anyone with her own words. You not saying anything, makes you just as guilty as her… especially making your friend take the high road."

Adrien gulped, before nodding tentatively in agreement. "Marinette knows of Lila's lies and wanted to expose her since the beginning. But Lila is always several steps ahead of her. Lila even managed to get almost the entire class against her… I hoped with Marinette taking the high road, Lila will leave her alone. I don't want to see Marinette get hurt anymore."

"You making her promise that, has probably hurt her more than anything else… including to you being complicit to the lies." Brodeur mentioned. "You need to own up to your own actions and understand what you did wrong. Then grow from it."

"I don't know how..."

"Did you expect to do this one your own? I'll help you! That's why I'm here for!"

-.-

“I’m going to talk to everyone’s parents.”

“Good luck with that, Miss Rossi keeps blocking the calls before it gets to her mother and Agreste is a notorious recluse.”

“I’m actually planning on that.”

TBC.

[oshea-meg]

Let’s battle these demons

Damn I really didn’t want this to be my first post. What I really wanted to publish as my first post was something more meaningful, or inspirational, or one of my profoundly deep epiphany’s I’ve had about life. But I guess I’ll save those for later, because if there’s anything I’ve learned that I find to be 100% true, it’s that life never goes according to our own plan. So this is me, going with the flow, and dealing with what needs to be dealt with; the haunting of you.

And by you- I mean my father. Ah yes, Daniel Shawn O’Shea. Former lacrosse all star, business entrepreneur, loving husband and wonderful father are what many referred to him as while I was growing up. And for the longest time- 15 whole years actually, I bought into that lie too.

You were my knight in shining armor. My cheerleader. My coach. My #1 fan. But most of all, my best friend.

I remember the things we did together as early as 3 years old. How every single morning before you went off to work we ate special k cereal, and after mom had already left to take my siblings to school you would add sugar to both our bowls. Every day. Or when you came in to say goodnight and would stay up 15 minutes past my bed time to listen to what I did that day. Lmao imagine listening to a 6 year old explain their entire day to you... must’ve been really riveting stuff because you did it every single night. Or maybe you really did love me that much.

I remember you taking me to school every day when we lived in Charleston. The 45 minute drive to James Island filled with rock hits from the 80s and 90s. I loved those car rides.

I remember that you came up with the idea of taking me to Dunkin’ Donuts after church every Sunday when I started to dread going. And our Sundays filled with rooting on the Baltimore Ravens.

I remember you taking me to all my swim practices. And staying there for me when I had too much anxiety to be there on my own. Even if you had work to do, you would sit in the car in the parking lot and wait, just to give me the peace of mind you were there.

You were a great father, an amazing one even, until all of a sudden you weren’t anymore.

It still amazes me to this day how I had gone so long without knowing, or realizing, or seeing some sort of sign. Well, I guess I could’ve missed the signs. It happens, when you love someone.

It started when we moved to Florida. The silent treatment. If I couldn’t make it to swim practice because I had too much homework, or a test even, you wouldn’t speak to me the rest of the day. Or even eat dinner with mom and I.

Once mom left Florida I gave up swimming altogether, and that left us with having less in common. In an effort to bring that aspect of our relationship back, I took up lacrosse. Of course you loved that. You started taking me to practices again, games, even practicing wall ball with me outside of practice. It was good again. We hungout again, like we had before everything fell apart.

...Until I did something you didn’t want me to do. Like, visit mom for Thanksgiving or Christmas. Or FaceTime my sister. Or cancel our plans to go to your work dinner because I had too much homework.

I really don’t know why that dinner was so god damn important. But for whatever reason in your mind it was. Apparently, more important than taking care of your daughter.

I remember waiting for 3 hours after school for you to pick me up that day. Just like any other day. But you never came. Matthew had to come pick me up and take me home. And when he dropped me off, and I walked into the apartment you were already home. You had already made dinner, cleaned the dishes, and were in your room. No care in the world to what I was doing, your 15 year old daughter. The next day, I woke up to you already gone with a note that said “take the bus”. That was it. No “I love you”. No “I’m sorry”. Just: take the bus.

This pattern continued for two weeks, I’d wake up, and you were already gone. I’d get home, and you would already be in bed, wishing to remain unbothered by me. I don’t remember how you started talking to me again, but eventually you did. But then I’d do something else you didn’t like and it would be more of the same... more of the same god damn silence.

Then, after visiting mom for a summer in Texas, two whole months, I got off the plane and you picked me up. I remember being excited to see you, for once in a really long time. You greeted me with a giant hug, and I remember thinking in that moment maybe you just needed to miss me for a summer to want to try harder. To be the old dad you were again. And then... you said you had news to share. You sat me down at the airport chick fil a, and shared that over the past two months you got a job in Miami and had already moved there. My whole fucking life, moved, without me even knowing it. I don’t think I’ll ever forget how I felt in that moment. To say my world collapsed was an understatement. You wanted me to be okay with moving to Miami with you? Without even asking me first? Miami? Where your depressed and suicidal daughter had absolutely 0 friends, let alone friends that had been with me through the hell I had been living in. Who was going to be there for me when you weren’t speaking to me?

Well, by the grace of God I didn’t move to Miami with you. I moved in with my best friends family instead. And you let me. And I think that’s what you really wanted. It didn’t take more than 5 hours between the time of you picking me up from the airport and figuring out the logistics of me living with Kristin. I think you knew they would take me in, and now you were free of taking care of me.

That year was even more hellish than the years prior. You visited me once maybe every two months. Honestly I didn’t care if you hadn’t come to visit me at all. I dreaded your visits. The relationship we had wasn’t the one I knew growing up. It was calculated, convenient, controlling and filled with conditional love. On your conditions of course.

I remember my breaking point well. I had missed some 80+ school days at that point and knew I had to leave. I couldn’t get out of bed in the morning anymore. I couldn’t eat. I couldn’t even hangout with my friends when they were over at the house. I called my mom, and she hopped on the next plane to Florida to come get me. I called the judge overseeing my custody case and cried to her on the phone saying I had to leave and go to Texas. I needed a family again. I needed to be taken care of.

I remember the text I sent to you after you ignored my calls. I told you that I was sorry. I was the one to apologize. I told you I still wanted to have a relationship with you and that I could visit on school breaks. I told you thank you for all you had done for me. And I told you that I loved you. But then, I told you that you hurt me. You hurt me when you wouldn’t speak to me, and you hurt me when you left me with another family to take care of me. Out of everything I had done that you didn’t like, this must’ve been the thing you disliked the most. Because just like that, you left me on read. On. Fucking. Read.

You know that really cliche saying, “silence speaks louder than words”? If there’s any second thing I know to be 100% true, it is that saying. And my dad taught me that. In a heartbeat I would rather take a screaming fight, a long conversation, an uncomfortable confrontation, over the silent treatment. Over not knowing, or understanding what is wrong.

See silence might be louder, but words have a definitive meaning. Words have the power to express what went wrong, what went right, how a person feels or thinks. Silence does none of that. It creeps, stirs, and provokes one sided thoughts of doubt, confusion, and anger. It leaves one person thinking, “what did I do?”

And that’s what I’ve thought for the past 7 years since you left my text on read. Seven years of silence. I’ve had the same number, same email. Same Facebook, same Instagram. You could’ve reached out to me. But you haven’t. And you won’t. Because I’m in the past. And why? What did I do as your daughter that was so terrible you couldn’t even respond to my text that day? Or any of the 2,000+ days that have passed since then?

For the longest time I didn’t realize the impact this had on me and my relationships, until the past few years. When I began to experience silence again. When I began to become vulnerable with people, and create intimate relationships, which resulted in silence.

Thus begins Chapter One of Meg’s journey to freedom: living in the silence

Tbc

[mononoke-no-ko]

[Trans] Code Geass Gaiden: Lancelot & Guren -Suzaku arc- Ep04 (part1)

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Schnee: My apologies for not being able to participate in France battle the other day!  Suzaku: There’s no need for you to worry about it, it was my decision to not bring you along. Schnee: Even so, I apologize! Also... umm... Does Lord Kururugi already have plans for this vacation?  Suzaku: ? Schnee: This may be strange as an apology but... I want to invite you to my parents house in Idaho... Suzaku: Say again?

Schnee: Though it’s from the countryside, the chef’s dish which used the vegetables from our territory has a good reputation. I’d like you enjoy them, Lord Kururugi!

Schnee: Because I’ve caused great inconvenience to Lord Kururugi in Belarus-Poland, so...! Suzaku: Fu fu. Schnee: ? Lord Kururugi? Suzaku: Okay, Schnee. I’ll accept your invitation. Schnee: Thank you very much! Suzaku: I’m the one who should be grateful. The last time I spend my holidays with someone... I can’t even remember when.

Schnee: I’ll introduce them to you, Lord Kururugi.  Himmel: Welcome! I’m Himmel Hecksen. This is my wife Egla (TN: sorry, I can’t with deciphering foreign name form katakana) Egla: Thank you for having taken care of our son. Suzaku: Nice to meet you. I’m Kururugi Suzaku. Thank you for inviting me today. Himmel: Come here, Snow. Go greet Lord Kururugi.

Himmel: I’m sorry, she’s usually a cheerful one. Schnee: ...What’s wrong, Snow? Lord Kururugi won’t bite, you know? Snow: Why are the three of you speaking politely to an Eleven? 

Himmel: Snow! What are you saying in front of Lord Kururugi!? Snow: But Father and Mother always say that “There’s no way an eleven can be a Knight of Round, he must have used some kind of shameful method”! Himmel: That’s...!

Himmel: Please allow me to be honest. We’re not welcoming you here. You are certainly someone of high position as a Knight of Round, but when it comes down to it, you’re an Eleven. We cannot from the bottom of our hearts pay our respect to a Numbers. I’m fully aware that we can be punished for this act of disrespect. 

Suzaku: ...I understand. After all, this is the natural discriminatory mentality that has taken its root in this country. It is to change this mentality, that I aim to be a Knight of One.   Schnee: Stop saying whatever you please!

Schnee: You can’t pay respect to Lord Kururugi because he’s not a Britannian, you say? That has nothing to do with anything! Lord Kururugi saved me even though he had to sacrifice himself to do it! Such insults to the one who saved your son’s life...!! Himmel: It’s a given for Numbers to protect a noble’s life. Schnee: Easy for you to say. But in reality, how many people are there who can protect others life! Himmel: There’s one in front of you. Your father here is the lord of Hecksen territory, do you realize how many people’s lives I’m protecting?

Schnee: Father... are you seriously saying that? To claim that you’ve been protecting the lives of people in an area that has never been exposed to war even once... Himmel: What did you say? Suzaku: Schnee... Schnee: My sincere apology, Lord Kururugi. I never know that my family are such embarrassment of human being.  Himmel: Wha-! Snow: Big brother... Schnee: Let’s go, Lord Kururugi, I’ve prepared the room for you. It doesn’t matter that Father and the others aren’t welcoming you or whatever. I’m the one who invited you. Himmel: Wait, Schnee! Our talk isn’t over yet!

Schnee: No. It’s over, Father. No matter what anyone says, I respect and feel grateful toward Lord Kururugi for having saved my life.  - *knock sfx* Suzaku: Come in.

Schnee & Suzaku: ... Schnee: That... err... Suzaku: ...It’s as you said, Schnee... Schnee: Eh? Suzaku: It was a delicious dinner that utilized the ingredients’ flavors. Schnee: Th-thank you very much! I’m glad that it suits your taste! Suzaku: You finally smiled. You’ve been apologizing all the way here. Also... you invited me here because there’s something you want to tell me, right?  Schnee: Sigh... I'm really no match you, Lord Kururugi. 

Schnee: Lord Kururugi, you told me that you fought because you had an ideal you wanted to fulfill. Is it also because of that ideal, that you’re standing on the battlefield now?  Suzaku: ...it’s probably a bit different. Certainly I used to have an ideal. But that ideal had fallen from my hands and scattered on the ground. Now in order to collect even the tiny bit of that scattered ideal, it’s like I’m struggling in the mud....  

Schnee: Was that ideal something that’s so precious to you? Suzaku: Yes. It was something irreplaceable to me. Schnee: Then, please order me to help you in “that”! I’ve been thinking, since Lord Kururugi has an ideal, then for me, what kind of ideal I want to fulfill, and so... 

Schnee: I have decided that I will follow you, no matter who the enemy is.  Even if they’re fellow Britannian, or an old friend, I will fight them without hesitation. Would you let me assist you in gathering that “scattered ideal”? 

Suzaku: Schnee... Schnee: It’s true that I invited you to come here as an apology, but I also wanted to tell you about my determination in a place that can give me a peace of mind. If I said this in the workplace, how should I put it... that Ledo will definitely make fun of me... Suzaku: Fu fu, so that’s the reason. Thank you. Once again, I’ll ask for your cooperation. Schnee: Yes, my lo---

Himmel: Terrorist, you said!? Where’s the police?!! The enemy use Sutherland...!? What do you mean!? Report Guy: ...it seems a Britannian terrorist group that’s inspired by Zero’s revival has occupied Boise’s parliament hall! The Knightmares... there are more than 10 Sutherlands...!!

Schnee: Father! Have you sent request for aids to Britannian army? Himmel: We can’t so easily depend on the army like that, this is my territory. Schnee: Bu--! Himmel: If we can’t manage this with our own power, we won’t be able to showcase our strength to the people! This is a matter of our dignity as a lord!  Schnee: For such shallow pride, do you intend to expand the damage on the city!? Suzaku: Let’s stop at that, Schnee. Sir Hecksen, we’re heading to the parliament hall. Depending on the circumstances, at our own discretion, we will suppress the terrorists. Himmel: You have no right to...!! I’m the lord!

Suzaku: ...is this Ledo? Right now I’m in Idaho...  Ledo: I know. At Schnee’s parents’ house, right. Set that aside, could you look up above? Suzaku: Above...?

Schnee: A-Avalon...!!?

Lloyd: We’ve arrived~! Schnee/Suzaku: Lloyd-san! Lloyd: The army was immediately informed of the terror outbreak, so we prepared in a hurry~   Suzaku: No way, the Conquista is already...? Lloyd: Correct! The improved, freshly new Lancelot, Lancelot Counquista! Try it at once! 

Idaho’s police: The enemy is using military used Sutherlands! The police force Knightpolice won’t be a match for them!! Why the army aren't here yet!? 

Suzaku: Fight without expanding the damage on the city! Can you do that!? Schnee and Ledo: Yes, My lord!

Ledo: Schnee!

Schnee: Fuuh..! - Schnee: Father?

Himmel: Ehm.... I have checked the location of last night incident with my own eyes. Witnessing our city that miraculously received no damage, it’s hard to imagine that there was a Knightmares battle there. It seems I have to thank and apologize to Lord Kururugi.  Schnee: Lord Kururugi..., no, Suzaku-san protects other people’s lives even at the expense of his own. He’s not just “trying to protect”, but he really protects them. Snow: E-excuse me... I want to... apologize for the other day...  Suzaku: It’s fine. Rather than that, make sure to get along with your brother.

Suzaku: He may act like he��s still in a bad mood, but your brother also has an honest and child-like side to him. Snow: Oh my...! You’ve been looking closely at big brother!

Schnee: Lord Kururugi, what were you talking with Snow? Suzaku: Nothing.  Suzaku: ....Family...huh. Schnee: ...?

Bismarck: This is an imperial command from Emperor Charles. Go to Area 11. Suzaku: !! Bismarck: We’ll have you confirm the condition of the “bait”.

Suzaku: I’m going to Area 11... Suzaku: Yes, My lord. Suzaku: To meet... with Lelouch.

tbc.

Previous chapter. List of chapter. Next chapter.

[grandsonoflightike]

Writer-Forgive-Us Join The Battle Against Creepy Hel's Army Chapter 01: Vannas is Summoned…

Subspace Aereon prepares for his first summoning of the series. Subspace Ayame was on Edge and this was a free gift summoning of a 5-Star Character that isn't in the actual heroes.

Subspace Aereon Says “I know You're On Edge. But it's Not Like We Never Have Gotten A Free Gift Summoning.”

“Yeah but usually it is a brave hero or the first battle of an enemy which we haven't seen.” Subspace Ayame says.

“I admit it Is weird to get a no choice free gift Grey orb summoning.” Subspace Aereon says.

“Did you say Grey orb summoning?” Light Male Robin asks and Subspace Aereon nods. Then Light Male Robin asks “Those Are Bows, Daggers, or Staves Usually right?”

“Yeah until the beasts joined, we had no Other type of greys. Why?” Subspace Aereon says.

Light Male Robin says “Could she reveal that OCs Are Welcome outside Subspace Askrians and Demonic Grey Emblians?”

Light Lucina says “You don’t mean Vannas As Her Judgement Bow Is A Legendary Weapon?”

Light Chrom says “As Is Cregath’s Mire Tome.”

“What Subspace Askrian Characters Are OCs specifically?” Subspace Alfonse asks.

“Subspace Ayame And Subspace Takeda as For Heroes to have them they have to have a other version of the character they are recolors of. For Subspace Ayame, it is Charolette. For Subspace Takeda, it is Keaton. Other non-ingame Character that are recolors of characters already present require a second version too. Young Tiki Represents Grima Lana.” Light Male Robin says.

Subspace Ayame says “Yeah but recolors count as new versions. If Vannas comes then, All non-Recolored OCs Can Appear.”

“Exactly.” Light Male Robin says.

Subspace Aereon sends out the free summon.

Light Male Robin says “It is Vannas.”

Subspace Ayame is still a little on edge as Vannas draws her Bow.

Then Subspace Aereon says “Wait.”

Then Vannas Shoots an arrow at a Creepy Hel's Assassin that would hit Subspace Aereon if they continued any longer.

“One Of Creepy Hel's Assassins but how did she see it?” Subspace Ayame says.

“No time now. Prepare For Battle, Subspace Order Of Heroes.” Subspace Anna says.

The enemy that Vannas hits fades but not before they see he was 2 spaces from Subspace Aereon and 3 spaces from Vannas.

Vannas says “3 Assassins remain. Then I explain how I made That shot.”

4 allies can be picked along with Vannas Being a fifth.

“We have the number advantage.” Subspace Alfonse says.

Subspace Alfonse, Subspace Anna, Subspace Sharena, and Subspace Eir are picked as the 4 Allies. Subspace Eir Takes out one Assassin. Subspace Anna Takes Out Another standing next To the third Which Is Creepy Lif.

“How Dare You.” Creepy Lif says.

Subspace Alfonse Stands Next To Subspace Anna And Takes Down Creepy Lif.

“No, No, No!” Creepy Lif Shouts on Death.

The news of the Creepy Hel’s Assassins Being Eliminated is done.

Subspace Ayame says “Mind Explaining How you hit that Assassin from 3 spaces away, Vannas?”

“Actually I will. Her Bow Is Based Off A longbow which Heroes was never suppose to have but the BU Version does now thanks to Vannas’ Inclusion.”

Subspace Aereon says “The Longbows are able to strike foes from 3 squares which nothing other can do.”

“Which means they are hard to counter. Scary.” Subspace Takeda says.

“None except one. The Mire Tomes which also attack in BU version of Heroes at a 3 space range.” Vannas says.

“Mire is to be included?” Subspace Alfonse Says.

“Yes, as My King’s Writers-Forgive-Us Military Tactics Book is a Mire Tome and all us Writers-Forgive-Us are included now with this series for the inclusion of Longbows And Mire Tomes.” Vannas says.

Subspace Alfonse says “Wow, Then we need to get to work.”

TBC…

[richardsondavis]

Not too long ago, I met this girl. She asked me for help in developing her communication skills. Alright, that might be an overstatement. She asked me to help her develop spiels for our call center job. I met her at work.

This was a Saturday. November the 6th. 2022. It was a fine Saturday. I was still too naive about the world. We met first at a mall where we could have a rendezvous. Both her and myself a pearl shake. She got the chocolate one or something chocolatey. I can't recall that much detail so you'll have to forgive me.

After that we went to a bus where the remaining non-seated passengers were standing. Kinda obvious but I stood with them and her. I was used to standing on the bus but it wasn't very comfortable for me because I wasn't wearing my usual shoes where I could plant my feet on the floor. Holds me in place. I waived around and the girl asked if this was my first time riding in a bus standing up. I told her that I did. I usually ride the bus standing up and this one was just different. She got the impression that I indeed don't know how to ride a bus standing up.

So after a while, the passengers left and there were seats now available. We sat together, she took the window seat. There she said that she saw parents and their child and that she was wondering if she'll ever find a man good enough to be a father for her child. Her four year old child.

I sat there, listening to her. I think I told her that she'll find someone perfect. In time.

So we arrived at the park. We went to look for a bench and we found one. We had a session of me listening how she carries herself and I found that it was not great. So I went and tried to find ways to help her create sentences on the spot, as that is the main problem she was facing. I provided her with some sample spiels and that helped her a bit. After an hour or so of that spiel practicing, she said we should go and walk around the park. She asked me if I ever had a girlfriend and I said no. She said that she'll let me take her hand and hold hands around the park while walking so I could feel what's it like to have a girlfriend. I gladly accepted.

When I tell this part to my friends, they say that that's a massive red flag. I'm not sure why that is. Sure, she appeared to play with me but I never believed that. I thought was that I was not yet open to the world and that she was showing me the world. That was the first step of going to the world.

I gladly took that hand and we went around the park till she dragged me to somewhere. She said I should get out of my shell more. As we were walking, she asked if I was a virgin to which I replied in the positive. I don't remember what she said after I answered in the positive.

She told me things about the places I've never been that I'm just going through now. We eventually reached a place that was a beachfront. She said that she wanted to see the sunset. So there we were, at a fence near the beach head, looking at the direction of where we live. I don't remember what she was saying but I remember mine. I asked her if I could ask for a request. I requested for a kiss...on the lips. She gave me a smack kiss, my first kiss. It was beautiful. I felt nothing at the time, just happy that I got someone now. I doubt she felt the same way I did at the time in hindsight, kinda sucks but I could care less. I had my first kiss. I fell in love.

TBC in pt.2

This is us on the first date that we had. It was brilliant. It was fantastic. It was beautiful.

[thepenisparker]

obscure ◍ peter parker x reader

description:

“do i even matter to you anymore? just answer me that.”

“…you don’t.”

pairing:

mcu!peter parker/spiderman x reader

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table of contents:

one.             two.           three.         four.         five.            six.            tbc

two.

Aggressively bouncing her leg up and down, (Y/N) waited for English to end. The last one of the day. After this, she would get the chance to make new friends, but she found herself more nervous than usual.

She kept herself occupied in the back of the class doing her calculus homework.

"(Y/N), could you answer for us?" Mrs. Richie grabbed her attention. Clicking her pen a few times, (Y/N) looked up at the board and briefly looked at the question.

"I think one of the greatest symbols in The Great Gatsby revolves around the green lantern at the end of his pier." (Y/N) commented, looking back down.

"And why is that?" Mrs. Richie pressed.

"Well, uh, arguably Gatsby's main goal is to bring back Daisy. And this green light symbolizes his jealousy of Daisy's husband, since every time he looks across the water that's what he's staring at is the life Daisy has that he isn't apart of." (Y/N) said.

"Very good, Miss (Y/L/N) just gave you an answer to your quiz this Friday. I'm glad someone did the reading." Mrs. Richie gave a half smile. (Y/N) put her head back down. When the bell rang, she was approached by someone she had noticed before. He was very cute.

"Hi, uh, hi I'm Joseph." He introduced himself, he had blue eyes and dark quaffed hair and wore these circular glasses that nicely framed his face.

"Hi, (Y/N)." She shook his hand and walked out with him.

"You're new right?" Joseph asked her, "Like you got into the class last week?"

"Yeah." She smiled.

"Awesome, yeah. I just wanted to know if you needed a study buddy for the quiz on Friday? I'd be happy to show you around the library and stuff, you know?" Joseph asked. Finally, some kind of social interaction. She was so thankful she did that reading.

"Yeah, why not?" She shrugged trying to stay cool as the cute kid in class had just asked her out. Not out-out but like to study.

"Joseph! You comin', bro?" Over his shoulder and down the hall two guys waited for him.

"Yeah, man, gimme a minute!" Joseph swatted them, "Thursday, during lunch?"

"Yeah, that's fine." (Y/N) smiled,

"See you then." Joseph smiled back and ran off to join his friends. As they walked away, she watched them. It wasn't until Peter came down the hall with his head down and the two boys with Joseph "accidentally" knocking into both sides of him that she became turned off.

She smiled at Peter. He was so cute and sweet. If he would just look at her.

"Peter!" She got his attention. He looked up and smiled.

"Hey, (Y/N)." Peter looked behind him, self-conscious of the fact that he was just picked on right in front of her.

"You still going to the decathlon?" She asked.

"Yeah, yeah. I just had to stop by my locker." Peter said, shoving some books inside, "You have class over here?"

"Yeah, Mrs. Richie for English." She explained, leaning against the locker next to his.

"Aw, I had her last year. Her quizzes are the worst." Peter said, slamming his locker shut.

"Even if I did the reading?" She asked.

"No, if you read you should be fine." Peter said, starting to walk, "Uh, so the Decathlon is usually just for kids who are the smartest in school. But Ned and I are thinking what'll happen is, like, if we bring you there and obviously, you have to be really smart to come in halfway through the year, if you show your grades from your old school Mr. Harrington'll let you in."

"Thanks, Peter." (Y/N) smiled, nervously. Starting to pull up her grades on her phone.

"Honestly, it's not that hard." Peter attempted to aid her nerves as they got closer to the theater.

"You say that, but Ned said you were the smartest guy on the team. I've been in public school my whole life, I don't know about-" (Y/N) started, but Peter turned to talk to her and walking backward.

"That means nothing. It's all about memorization and what you know." Peter said, opening up the doors for them, saying a little quieter: "At least you won't be last."

"Peter! There you are," Mr. Harrington got up to meet him, "you said you needed to talk, what's going on?"

"Bad news or good news first?" Peter asked, wincing a little bit.

"Really?" Mr. Harrington shifted, "Bad news."

"I can't go to Washington." Peter swallowed hard. Mr. Harrington waved for him to join him to sit at the front table. Peter sat down. (Y/N) uncomfortably hung by the door.

"Let's move to the next question:" Liz, the girl from the cafeteria stood at the podium asking questions, "What is the heaviest naturally occurring element?"

Uranium

(Y/N) answered in her head, that was an easy one. The bell rang immediately.

"Hydrogens the lightest." Some kid with glasses and a jean jacket answered, "That's not the question, ok."

A bell rang right after, "Uranium."

"That is correct. Thank you, Abraham." Liz said. Abraham did a celebratory fist pump.

Ned was also practicing on the stage and looked over at her. He waved just before everything blew up.

"You've never even been in the same room as Tony Stark!" Another boy, who she recognized from one of Josephs friends, called at Peter.

"Wait, wait what's happening?" The only girl on stage chimed in.

"Peter isn't going to nationals." Another girl lying on the floor answered.

"What? N-No, no, no." The girl on stage said.

"Why not?" Abraham chimed the bell.

"Really? Right before nationals?" Liz looked over. If the look on her face didn't change Peter's mind nothing would.

"He already quit marching band and robotics lab." Michelle, the same girl from the lunchroom said from the side, everyone looked over at her. "I'm not obsessed with him, I'm just very observant."

"Ok, then, Flash you're in for Peter." Liz called back to Josephs friend.

"Oof, I dunno. I gotta check my calendar, I have a hot date with Black Widow coming up." Flash said, flipping through a magazine.

Abraham ringed the bell again, "That is false."

"What'd I tell you about ringing the bell for comedic purposes?" Mr. Harrington scorned him.

"Sorry." Abraham leaned back.

"I wish I could, I just, with the internship and school it's a lot on my plate right now." Peter stuttered, "But I did find someone else for the team."

"We did!" Ned chimed in, everyone looked at Ned, "Technically I hit her in the face with my locker, so I did."

"No way, we don't just pity let people on this team so close to nationals!" Flash threw his magazine down.

"Peter, that's great but we both know that we don't accept people that way." Mr. Harrington said.

"I know, but she's really smart and really wants to join. She just started school here just give her a chance. She could take my spot." Peter said, "(Y/N), come here."

(Y/N) got off the wall to go to Peter. Mr. Harrington got up to stop her, "You two follow me outside."

(Y/N) and Peter stopped to follow him out into the hall. Mr. Harrington rubbed his brow, trying to understand what was happening.

"Alright, so, you want to join the team. Is there anyone you could get to reference you? Besides Peter." Mr. Harrington asked.

"Uh, probably my old teachers at Bayside." (Y/N) said nervously.

"Ok. What was your GPA there?" Mr. Harrington asked.

"A 4.2 GPA, sir." (Y/N) said quickly. Both Peter and Mr. Harrington were surprised at that, she shrugged, "It was a public school, I took AP's."

"Okay, well, between us-- I need another head to go to DC. It's too late to cancel the bus and I need at least 15 heads. So I'll give you the entry-level test, but sure you're in." Mr. Harrington said, "But if those kids in there ask, say I interrogated you so hard. You start tomorrow."

Mr. Harrington went back inside the theater after that. Leaving you and Peter alone in the hallway.

"That wasn't so bad, right?" Peter smiled.

"Only incredibly embarrassing." (Y/N) sighed, moving her hair out of her face.

"Get used to that while you're here," Peter said, looking at the anxiety-ridden girl, staring at the theater door. He noticed this look in her eyes, one that he knew all too well of wanting to be accepted and hopefulness. Her eyes were really pretty, "I'll walk you home if you want, you're gonna need to start studying, right?"

"Right."

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[rickywilson]

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