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apupp3tw0-strings · 7 months

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Ragdoll's Revenge

Date: October 17th, 2131

Okay. We're at Castle Town now. Look's like everyone's getting settled in alright. CK did have Dorothy, er, well, the Patch Crown. I think she's still asleep. Like the other secret bosses from Kris's journey. ... I should sort out some better accommodations than the inventory. Spamton didn't seem to like it, so I doubt the others do either, even if they're dormant at the moment. Maybe I can get Remie to set something up? She seems eager to help and stuff. First though we should wait for Kris to show up. I think CK said they were still helping Auntie Tori with something.

While we wait though, I should tell you about the battle.

The inside of the cell was padded, with some fabric patches sewn on the walls and floor. At the end of the room, kneeled a ragdoll Darkner. Chained up by her wrists as needles were stuck into her back. She seemed to be breathing heavily as we approached.

"Hah haha!//Finally, some//NO ONE WILL//to see the world as// Moment of truth.//And as//FREEDOM.//one step at a time.//After I Enslave//tell you the truth//I can show up//Why Everyone Else Is So//The truth...//!!!" I wonder if there's something with the... whoever Darkners like Spamton, Jevil, and Dorothy meet that causes these weird speech patterns. Talking in round about riddles and rhymes, broken ads, stitched together dialogue. Is it some form of punishment? Just a side effect of meeting him? ... A method of control?

"So um, what is this 'truth', ribatti, ribatti?" Remie asked. I was wondering that too. I've been wondering it since I met Jevil and Spamton. What do they mean when they talk of Light? Of Freedom? Of games or deals or communion? Spamton keeps randomly screaming about burning, I don't know if it was acid or seeing too far. What does it mean? What does it mean!?

"Ha ha ha!!!//The truth...//OH, IT'S JUST A SIMPLE//truth or dare" Dorothy managed to break free of her chains as she rained a row of needles just past our faces. "The truth is,//in this world..." She stood up, flexing her back to send the pins and needles stuck into her to go flying before she pulled out one needled that transformed into a giant mallet. "It's KILL or BE killed."

"MWEH HEH! SO THAT'S HOW IT'S GONNA BE?" CK exclaimed excitedly as we all drew our weapons as well, "THEN BRING IT!!!"

"you wanna fight//the truth?//YOU KIDS ARE//couldn't stand.//Addicting Game of Chance//!!!"

And thus the battle began.

Flying needles, stitching thread, pounding hammers. The fight was absolutely terrifying, yet there was still a part of me that found it... fun? No, maybe not fun. Maybe that was just the adrenaline talking. I knew that no matter what, I had to help. I couldn't just leave her like this. Luckily the Askers seemed to agree. Continuing to try and refusing to give up until we spared Dorothy. Still doesn't mean it didn't hurt. We died. I died. Like four times. I literally felt my soul (the soul? Was it my actual one or that... thing?) shatter like, at least four times! I experienced death! It was nothing but an empty void with... someone calling out faintly. To me? To the Askers? I don't know. To me it was a whisper. Most of what I heard was Papa. Encouraging me to get up and keep going. And so we did. We got up and tried again... and then died again!

At least now I know what the glowing stars were for.

Okay, okay. Calm down. Point is you're still alive now and hopefully you won't have to go through anything like that again anytime soon. Where was I?

Yeah, the battle. Sparing Dorothy was... difficult. Not only did we die alot, but it took a long while. I feel like... At least 4 stages? And I think that's just because we managed to spare her before a 5th. There were two ACTs, but we only used Patch like, once. Probably as it seemed to make her attacks hit harder. I remember for Calm, Remie sung a song, and CK tried his best to speak softer, but I just kept trying to whisper and communicate to Dorothy in whatever ways I could.

"I'm sorry." "You must be in so much pain." "I'm trying to help." "I want to help." "What happened to you?" "Who did this?" "It'll be okay." "I'm going to get you out of this." "Please let me get you out of this." "I'd be angry too."

With every Calm, Dorothy seemed to get a little more tired. Bit by bit, turn by turn. She was still angry though. Very, VERY, angry.

"The gash weaves//past this//!!" "Cotton heart and button eye//Now//It's time to//DIE! DIE! DIE!" "Stab The Earth//with//saws and needles"

After many attempts and four long phases, we finally managed to wear her down. We got her tired enough for Remie to cast Pacify.

"HUFF//Huff… puff…!//this isn't another trick, is it//?" As Dorothy lowered her hammer and stopped attacking, she was breathing heavily. Clearly the battle had taken a lot out of all of us. "You kids//you won’t fight.)//I will KILL you.////Yet…//You//calmly whispered something to DOROTHY." (Was she able to hear the flavor text? ... Where did the flavor text even come from???)

"…//Why was I//FIGHT until you almost defeat them…)//I FEEL SO//ANGRY and STRESSED OUT!!!" At that point, she seemed to almost break down. The weight of her exhaustion getting to her. "I'm so tired of this,//Yet… strangely…//Only the first//through the start.)" Dorothy looked up to us as she seemed to give us some sort of warning. "The Knight//RETURNS, AND//Supreme Empire//will fall down//Lightners//are you ready?//For what?//UNTIL NEXT TIME, DARLINGS…!!!"

"Urah ha ha ha…//Maybe you can//maybe you can't use that. H… How should//I know what you really want to say. Lightner's//you continue to be yourself.//THE ONE IN CONTROL?" After that, Dorothy kneeled down took off the crown on her head, presenting it to us. "Let me give you my//Grant me strength!" After that she turned into the crown? I think? I'm still confused...

*(You got ShadowCrystal.)

*You got PatchCrown

... We headed back upstairs after that before back tracking to the Dusty Plains. It seems we had someone to talk to.

To be Continued...

#chicago #deltarune: fool's fate #writing #deltarune au #fool's fate #undertale au #undertale ish #Dorothy #ck #comic kings #remie #Remienotta #deltarune secret boss #deltarune fan character

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kyuublu · 4 years

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Ice cold

part 3 (Sakusa Kiyoomi x Reader | series)

Ice Sakting AU

Song rec: Pope Is a Rockstar - SALES

November

„Ladies and gentlemen, we will be arriving Paris shortly...“

My brows furrowed in confusion as I slowly started opening my eyes. Grimacing at the pain in my neck I started rubbing my hand on the area. Sakusa was seated beside me looking out the window, a pair of headphones stuck in his ears.

Tapping his shoulder carefully, I tried making conversation with him since his lack of movement scared me a bit.

„Did you not leave your seat once?“ I asked casually after gaining his attention. „Of course not. I’d rather piss myself than getting on one of the toilets here.“ The boys‘ eyes skimmed over his phone. After taking a brief glance to the side he earned a groan from me.

„Jesus, did you listen to that the whole time?“

Sakusa finally turned fully to the side, greeting me with a annoyed face. „Are you interrogating me?“

I huffed out a laugh before the deeper voice on the other side of me could chime in.

„Y/N is trying to say that you should maybe put your attention on something else for a bit so you can breathe and think clearly for the competition.“ Both of our heads were now turned to the trainer that had a magazine in one hand and a wine glads in the other. „Wasn’t that what you were trying to say dear?“ I only shrugged, dismissing the caring undertone that he had implied. „I just personally think it would drive me crazy.“

“I’d rather listen to this song for days on repeat than have to listen to your snoring again.” The curly head was getting more and more sarcastic over the course of the flight and I was getting sick of it.

„Well thank god we don’t have to sleep next to each other ever again.“

Looking him directly in the eye, I finally felt a little more on eye level with him. I guess we just both get a bit bitchy when we‘re stuck in a big metal box with wings for hours.

„I mean, you never know what the future holds.“Both of us snorted in disbelief at Mr. Watanabe as he kept his gaze on the magazine.

Here we were, Paris. It was beautiful.

I mean- as far as I could tell from the short taxi drive from the airport to the hotel.

„So you guys know, no breaks. Go up to your rooms, leave your stuff there and we’ll go directly to the rink.“ Sakusa only nodded after taking one of the key cards from his trainer. Sighing at the stress that was already hitting me since we got off the plane, I also took a card. Room 147 B.

Suddenly I noticed that the dark haired boy had already left my sight. I gotta admit, he is fast.

After getting to my designated room and literally throwing my stuff in there. I only quickly got changed into something that didn’t smell like a long day at the airport. After closing my door I came face to face to the man himself.

„Tzeh, he wasn’t wrong when he said we wouldn’t know what the future holds. I’ll probably hear your snores through the walls.“ Sakusa had what appeared to be an attempt of a smirk on his face, as he then walked down the hallway.

„Oh my god, its not even that bad. Can you stop being such an asshole?” Rolling my eyes I followed the skater down the hall, back to the lobby.

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The venue was even bigger than I expected. As we walked past the huge white walls towards the rink, Sakusa excused himself to the lockers. The ceiling was open and the all the seats around it made me feel dizzy. All eyes will be on one performer.

Shuddering at the thought I turned to Mr. Watanabe. “Do you think he’s-“

“He’s alright, trust me. Sakusa has performed in bigger venues.”

The trainer confidently clapped his hands together. My mouth fell open as my brows furrowed at the thought of even bigger rinks. “You’re kidding...”

Suddenly I heard scratching ice and felt a figure coming to a halt on the rink behind me.

“Don’t you know, Sakusa is a little superstar!” I turned excitedly when I recognized Sugas voice, engulfing him in a awkward hug over the railing between us.

“Wow! At least someone is happy to see me.” The smile was evident in his voice. We both had really missed eachother, since after the time we first met we had been texting constantly. He was a great friend to me eventhough we haven’t seen each other often.

“Of course! I’m not just here for grumpy cat.” We chuckled at the nickname of the black haired boy until I could feel his eyes pierce through my back.

“Nice to see you have chosen to befriend the enemy.” I rolled my eyes as Sakusa stopped to stand next to me. “Oh come on Omi, relax a little. Behind the scenes we’re all just buddies after all.”

“I’m not your buddy.” The boy mumbled as he secured his skates once again. Suddenly another figure swiftly appeared behind Suga.

“Omi, you seem thrilled as always.” The boy leaned confidently on the railing next to Suga. This must be Aran Ojiro as Mr. Watanabe had informed me beforehand. He was an amazing performer, gathering alot of points for his presence alone.

“I told you guys to stop calling me that.” Sakusa stood up, ignoring the two skaters as he departed towards the ice rink. He easily moved to along the ice and made his rounds. After Sakusas little fit, Aran turned to me with a grin as he held out a hand. “I’m Aran by the way.” My hand found his as I returned the smile and introduced myself.

After talking a little with him and Suga, it was clear to me that they had already been close for years.

“So you and Omi? How long have you guys been...?”Aran raised a brow playfully, I immediately shook my head.

“Hell no. Not in a million years.”

“Excuse me? So you mean to tell me that you came all the way here to the City of love, only to watch some skinny boys twirl on ice?”Suga exclaimed as he gave a look.

“I- I uhmm... Yeah?” My confidence went downhill as I thought of another thing to say. Both of them were such big characters. I kinda felt boring between two pro skaters that lived these crazy lifes. Flying from one country to another, performing in even bigger venues than the one we were currently standing in.

“Well let me tell you, I’d never thought I’d see him inviting someone to a competition. Let alone a girl.” Aran chuckled as his eyes travelled to Sakusas form that was still moving to warm himself up.

“It’s not like that though.” Both of the boys eyes were now on me, seemingly interested in what I’d say next. I looked down as my face began heating up. He could never like me like that. “I- I just helped him with picking out a song and the rest was thanks to his trainer.”

Aran hummed in acknowledgment but decided to speak up again. “That’s something though. He wouldn’t consider to ask us for any type of advice really.”

Sugawara chuckled at his comment, lightly pushing himself back on the ice. “Well, I’ll have to get moving again before I’ll start freezing to death.” I gave him a quick smile as I watched his skate away, Aran close to follow the grey haired boy until he quickly turned around again.

“Was nice meeting ya! Maybe you guys can meet us at the entrance after practice. We’ll probably explore the city for a little bit before the big day tomorrow.” My eyes went wide at the offer, that caught me off guard. They really wanted me there? I barely knew anybody besides them. “Sure! But we’ll see if I’ll manage to drag Omi along.” I playfully remarked, which was met with a small chuckle from Aran as he also pushed himself back onto the rink.

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My eyes snapped open as I felt someone’s elbow meet in my side. Still slightly in shock I looked to my right.

“Jesus Sakusa, couldn’t you have woken me up a bit less violent.”

The curly head didn’t even seem to listen to my nagging since his eyes were fixated on the rink. I followed his gaze until I was met with a tall lanky figure, moving elegantly on the icey floors.

“Lev Haiba. He’s one of jury’s favorites.” Sakusas tone was more serious as he watched the boy skate his routine.

“Don’t worry, just because heart a favorite doesn’t mean he’ll do any better than you. You’ve been working on this performance for so long. You’ve actually tried something new and decided to change things up while maintaining your style.”

My hand subconsciously rose to almost land on his shoulder but I decided against it, as I drew it back between my legs. “You’ll definitely outshine this guy in a heartbeat when you step on the ice.” I looked at him through my lashes, waiting for any kind of reaction.

“We’ll see.”

The boy stood up abruptly without sparing me another glance. Then suddenly I got a hold of his one of his sleeves to ask him the question I had been dying to ask for hours.

“Do you maybe wanna... hang out?” Sakusa turned to me with an unsure look on his face. To me he seemed as if he was either confused as to why I’d even attampt to ask or why I’d dare to hold his sleeve. I quickly let go of the end of the skaters jacket and stood up infront of him. “So?”

He sighed in defeat as my eyes stayed expectantly locked on his. “Alright, but lets ask Mr. Watanabe before we-“

Loud laughs could be heard from the seats above us. One of them clearly being from our precious coach, enjoying his time with some of the other coaches (probably the femal ones).

“Well, I guess he won’t mind a little fun!” I walked ahead of the black haired boy with my head held high. This time I won’t let him run away from me nor his other ‘friends’.

When we arrived at the entrance there was a group of around 5 people waiting. Sakusas pace slowed down a little as he saw Suga approach us.

“Oi, you guys actually decided to come! I thought I’d have to wake you before Omi would leave you to sleep in the venue.” Me and some of the people giggled along with the joke but Sakusa clearly wasn’t amused.

“Well, are you guys waiting for more?” I asked curiously but Aran shook his head. “Nah, we can go. We’ll probably look for some food place before we can check out the area.” Nodding at his idea, the group slowly took off until I noticed Sakusas figure standing still like a statue.

“Sakusa?”

I turned to the boy with brows furrowed in confusion, why was he making such a fuss now? “Just go ahead, I’ll wait for Mr. Watanabe and head back to the hotel.” The boy stayed nonchalant not even noticing how I was practically fuming on the inside. He can’t even allow himself to have fun in freaking Paris.

“Are you serious?”

I stared him down now, tired of his behavior. Sure he can be antisocial but these guys were all so nice to him and trying to be his friends, but he wouldn’t budge.

“What?”

“We’re in Paris! We should be exploring, having fun-“

Sakusa only let out a cold laugh as he looked away from me in disbelief. “I’m not here to have fun, y/n. I’m here for a freaking competition.” Suddenly he stepped closer to me with a daring look on his face.

“These aren’t my friends and they aren’t yours either. As soon as we leave, they’ll forget about you and your stale personality because they have more important things to worry about than texting some average girl from a small little town.”

I looked down to my feet. This time I wasn’t feeling shame or embarrassment. I was in rage.

Then a voice rang from further away, breaking the tension. “Are ya guys coming or not?” I cleared my throat for a second, turning towards the group. “Just a minute!” My head moved back up to face the boy infront of me.

“Just because you can’t let anybody get close to you, doesn’t mean they are automatically the bad guys. You won’t even open up to me, Sakusa.”

I slowly walked away from his form without seeing his reaction but I decided to speak up again, my back turned towards the skater.

“I’m sick of trying to excuse or even understand you and your ways. I’m done.”

My feet moved on their own as I kept my eyes locked on the group in the distance. Their giggles and talks piercing through the heavy tension I had just left behind.

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After finding a small restaurant that wasn’t going to cost us a whole three day budget in Paris, we finally settled down at a table.

I actually calmed down pretty quickly after the fight with Sakusa. Usually my thoughts would be stuck on these type of things for hours but I felt confident in what I had said. I wasn’t going to let him ruin my night or any of the others for that matter.

“You okay?” Sugawara sweetly leaned towards me next to my seat. I shrugged off the uneasy feeling I had before and responded “Yeah, I’m just hungry.”. The boy gave me a sympathetic look before handing me one of the menu’s. “I definitely feel you on that one.” Letting out a laugh I quickly scanned over the menu.

Some time later we had all been full and ready to hit the streets. I also got introduced to the other people of the group in which mainly Suna and a pair of twins had stuck out the most. The Miya twins usually bickering and Suna showing me recordings of some of the most iconic fights between the other skaters. They were a pretty loud bunch, but it was actually pretty refreshing.

As we roamed around Paris, it seemed that tall classy buildings and cosy cafes were all over. Even in the break of dawn it seemed as if the night was still young. Lights adorned the streets and people were still busy as ever.

There was a little thought in the back of my head, just for a moment. Maybe Sakusa would have liked seeing some parts around here. The more quiet once, or the little river that mirrored the lights of the city.

When we ended at the infamous Eiffel Tower, Sugawara had already persuaded me into going onto the attraction though. It took me abit of strength to actually get all the way up there but the view was worth it.

All the city lights seemed to shine even brighter. Even the height was forgotten when the beauty of Paris had engulfed me already.

“I haven’t been up here since I was 12.” The voice of the one person I have been trying to avoid in my head was suddenly right behind me. I didn’t let myself turn to the curly hot head as I crossed my arms. “Why didn’t you just tag along if you’d end up here anyways...”

Sakusa stepped next to me, eyes focused on the view infront of us. “I only left the hotel a couple of minutes ago.” He then held a an image of Sunas instagram story up towards my face. “It wasn’t that hard to find you guys though.”. I stifled a laugh at the thought of Sakusa actually looking through our instagram stories to find us. “You’re ridiculous.”.

I felt his gaze on me. “I’m sorry about that thing at the venue...” His voice was barely audible, as if he wasn’t even sure what he had wanted to say next. “What thing exactly?” My eyes stayed on the buildings and lights, not once budging into giving him my attention.

Kiyoomi sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. He really wasn’t good at these kinds of things. “I didn’t want to be so fucking rude. I just-“ The boy stopped himself but then decided to just blurr out what he had already been thinking.

“I just thought you wanted to hang out with me, not with the whole group... I thought you’d actually want to be alone with me for once.” My brows furrowed in confusion. “We have been alone countless of times Omi.”

The use of his usually dreaded nickname suddenly made Sakusa look away quickly to hide his creeping blush. “Yes but it was because we had to be, not because you actually wanted to be around me.” My eyes went wide at the confession, my head snapping to his face. “What?”

Suddenly I could feel his hand touching mine cautiously. “I don’t want to be around those idiots-“ I chuckled at his remark until he continued his little speech. “but I shouldn’t have told you all of that crap. I was just a bit...” He looked to the ground, almost looking shy at this point. “Jealous?” I asked curiously with a hint of a smile on my lips. The boy looked up, a bit taken back by my sudden boldness. “Irritated, I guess.”

I smiled at the underlying victory, I knew what he was thinking for once. I could finally be more casual around him.

“Are you still nervous about the whole Lev thing?” I asked to break the silence that had been dawning on us for a bit now. “No, I think I’m alright.” My brows were raised at his relaxed answer. “So my peptalk did ease your mind, huh?” He smiled softly “I think you have that effect on me generally.”

As he turned to me his gaze lingered for a little too long, making me feel like I was about to freaking pass out. His hand swiftly grabbed mine and I knew I couldn’t contain my smile anymore.

“You know... I think I might like you.”

Finally I catched his eye, basically exposing my shameless happiness that was spread across my face.

“I think I might like you too.”

Everything; Paris, the competition, the job I had back home, all of these expectations including my year off of college, suddenly werent clouding my thoughts. We were both finally just here, in the moment.

And I had a lingering feeling, that even Kiyoomi could finally breathe for a second.

The end.

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I hope you guys enjoyed it! I know it didn’t end with the competition but I wanted it to rather focus on the relationship they slowly built than on the skating alone. Hopefully it was still a nice ending though ^^

#hq x reader #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu x reader #sakusa fic #sakusa scenarios #sakusa x reader #sakusa x you #sakusa imagines #haikyuu au #sakusa kiyoomi #haikyuu angst #sakusa x y/n

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swiss-cheeze · 4 years

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Hallelujah || Spencer Reid

I am, so terrified to post this simply because it’s ‘new’ and stuff idk.

Disclaimer: IM ONLY UP TO SEASON 2 OF CRIMINAL MINDS, I do know what happens later on revolving around Reid and IT DOES GET MENTIONED (drugs, the jail) however no detail gets put in due to me not actually knowing about it a lot.

Another disclaimer: the characters in this are Reid, you, Hotch, Gideon, Garcia, J.J., Morgan and Emily. Stuff from Reid’s ‘future’ gets told in this even tho there are different people on the team at that time but because I don’t know them I didn’t put them in there.

I hope that makes sense.

Requested: YES/NO Gender: none, they/them Warnings: talk of suicide/jumping off a building along with depression, loneliness. Description: Spencer is a little scared to show his partner of 3 and a half years to his work mates, that is, until his partner wows the team with their singing skills.

“Guys i just, i dunno…” Spencer sighed softly and stopped walking for what felt like the tenth time that night, the group sighed as they stopped with Spencer as he started pacing on the spot and ran his hands through his hair.

“Wonder Boy it's going to be okay, there's nothing to be afraid of” Garcia reassured Spencer for what would have to be the third time since they left the office.

“I-I know that but statistically speaking-” Spencer began, the team all seemed to give each other a look that told them the same thing.

“Nuh uh Pretty Boy!” Morgan interjected, the muscled man grabbed Spencer by his shoulders and started walking in the direction of the bar, “you have been on and off about this person for a month now, not telling us a single thing and then maybe a phrase or something and quite frankly i'm fed up with it” as Morgan opened the doors to the bar the group walked in with Spencer still standing out the front nervously chewing his nails and sent a frightened look to Morgan. Hotch sighed before turning to Morgan.

“I got this one, you head inside” the chief of the BAU spoke, he allowed Morgan to go inside before stepping out with Spencer, “what's gotten you so tight?” the man asked Spencer, “friend to friend, this isn't work.” the man concluded as he saw Spencer's mind racing.

“I’m scared, Hotch, and I'm not normally scared or-or fearful, yeah I've been to prison and gotten addicted to drugs and shot-shot multiple times but this…” Spencer sighed as he ran his hands through his hair again and paced back and forth, “but this is different, they really mean alot to me and have been with me through almost everything since i was in prison and they’ve been there for every and all breakdowns and moments,” Spencer took this moment to look at Hotch with reddened eyes, “i really love them you know? They,” Spencer sniffled as he smiled brightly, “they give me such a high that the drugs could never give me, they give me such a lightened feeling, such happiness that when i go home after a case i almost forget about the horrors i've witnessed that day and they remind me of the true happiness and love this world can give to certain people,” he took a breath as Hotch interjected.

“So why are you so scared?” Hotch asked as his hands rested on his hips, it was a simple question, and even with the ramble Spencer just spoke it took him a moment to come up with an answer.

“Because i just want you guys to love him as much as i do,” Spencer said with a soft smile as memories flooded his mind of the past 3 and a half years with you, “obviously not in the romantic way but-”

“Reid,” Hotch paused Spencer, the boy looked to his elder in a way a boy would look to his father after being told off, “this person, they make you happy, yes?” Hotch asked, Spencer nodded vigorously, “then you have not a thing to worry about” the man said with a faint smile, “as long as you’re happy, you aren't in prison and are off the drugs than thats all that matters to us, and the fact you have a partner just makes it better because then you can share that happiness with that person just like you said before, they make you feel something the drugs never could,” Hotch stepped forward and held Spencer on his biceps with a firm grip to keep the boy grounded, “so let's go in there and meet this person” Hotch finalised, Spencer nodded affirmatively and the pair walked into the bar one after the other.

“Finally!” Emily called as the team sat around a table with two empty seats, “so?” the girl asked as her and the rest of the team looked just as curious, “where are they?” she asked, Spencer breathed in and smiled as he checked the time.

“Two minutes more and they’ll be here,” Spencer said as he checked his watch.

“Oh so you made us get here early just so you could get pissed?” Morgan said jokingly as their drinks got to their table.

“Leave him alone Morgan it's his first time,” Gideon said with a chuckle as he took a swig of his beer.

“First time? What's that-” Spencer started to talk but got cut off when someone tapped the microphone. Everyone turned their heads to look to the stage, a man holding a folder was standing in front of the microphone.

“Hello! I would like to invite our next singer slash band up on stage; (Y/n) (L/n) and Micheal Herance!” the man smiled brightly as he clapped and you walked on stage with Micheal in tow behind you.

“You didn't tell us they were in a band!” Garcia exclaimed.

“I hope its not country,” Morgan deadpanned softly which made Garcia kick him under the table, when Morgan looked to Garcia with confusion she nudged her head over to Spencer who seemed to be glazed over, his eyes full of love and adoration as you and the other person tried to get ready quickly.

“They’re only small and do mostly covers but they’re really good” Spencer said with a smile as he grabbed his drink and took a sip. Micheal took his seat on the wooden stool with an electric guitar as you grabbed the microphone and cleared your throat.

“Hi,” you said softly, even if you’ve been doing stage shows for a little over a year, seeing all those eyes on you and your band still made you feel anxious, “we are two fourths of The Charmed Crosses,” you said with a chuckle, “this is a song i would like to dedicate to a special someone whom i hope has made i tonight,” Spencer wanted to jump up and down and scream to say he made it but he felt that would ruin the mood so he stayed put as he realised that the stage lights would be the things hindering your sight, “even if he isn't this is recorded so, Spencer Reid with three PhD’s, this one goes out to you my sweet.” The Team silently pat Spencer on the back as the boy blushed slightly with a smile.

“It's nothing, they do it all the time” Spencer said softly as he took a mouthful of his drink again and the opening notes to Hallelujah started playing from the guitar.

“Oh this is going to make me cry,” Garcia said softly as Emily and J.J. nodded in agreement, Gideon squeezed Garcia's hand, he didn't want to admit it but it was going to bring a tear to his eye too.

“Well I'd heard there was a secret chord, that David played and it pleased the Lord, but you don't really care for music, do you?” your voice drifted through the microphone as the Guitar chords struck itself within you and the crowd, “Well, it goes like this, the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall, the major lift, the baffled king! Composing Hallelujah. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah” your voice drifted like soft wood and carried emotions that nobody else could try and carry, “Well, your faith was strong but you needed proof, you saw her bathing on the roof, her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya” you took a breath as the guitar carried for a few notes, “She tied you to the kitchen chair, she broke your throne and she cut your hair! And from your lips, she drew the Hallelujah. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah” the emotion in your words where one that couldn't be described as the team looked between you and the lovestruck Spencer, no way had this guy picked you, of all people, though it was possible it was slim. But it happened, “But baby, I've been here before, I've seen this room and I've walked this floor. You know, I used to live alone before I knew ya” these lyrics seemed to go out to Spencer in a way that wasn't one the team, your coworkers or the world would ever know, it was a thing for you two and you two only, “And I've seen your flag on the marble arch, and love is not a victory march!” this almost seemed to be a direct hit to Spencer, of his past dwellings, “It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah. Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah” the song spread a shiver up Morgans spine that even he wouldn't be able to explain as he took a moment to look to Ried, his love struck baby brother had finally grown into a man, your voice was soft in the places it needed to be and became hard in others in a way one couldn't describe. Your voice drifted with the guitar and carried out the rest of the song, the emotion brought out made everyone in the room believe you wanted the whole world to hear you, but only one person could understand. See, this song was the song that had saved your life, as cliche as it was things had gotten too rough for you to handle a few years ago, the stress of a daily job and bills and rent was getting too much for you, and one night you decided to go to the roof of your apartment with the radio and you played it for a little bit, letting the songs go one by one. When you decided you had stalled enough you stood on the edge of the building and looked down before looking back up to the sky, “give me one good reason, give me a sign, give me anything” you had spoken, and that's when you really did feel something. A wind gushed around you and ruffled your clothes as it made your radio fall onto its back, you sighed softly as you went to pick it up, and as you did the song changed to Hallelujah, of course you had heard it before but this time it felt like someone was really listening. In that moment you had sat in front of the radio and listened to the whole song right through to the end, that's also how Spencer found you on that roof.

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“You don't have to know you,” Spencer's voice called out from the stairwell as he leaned against the doorframe. You gasped softly as you tried to dry your eyes before the mystery man could see you.

“Don’t have to do what?” you asked the man as the sound of his footsteps came closer to you and soon sat on the edge of the building, his hands where in his pocket as his tie blew in the wind along with his hair.

“I saw you standing on the edge, and i heard you ask for a reason, a sign,” Spencer shrugged softly, “you seemed to have gotten it though” the man said with a small smile as he looked to the radio, you smiled softly as you looked to the radio in your hands and smiled.

“Yeah i guess so,” you let the radio play the next song as you sat next to Spencer, “so what’re you doing out here then? Thought the same thing?” you asked as Spencer scoffed and shook his head No.

“No, no I'm here because I like to look at the stars when I feel alone,” Spencer said as he looked to the sky. You did too, “whenever I feel sad, alone, depressed, or even suicidal. I come up here for refuge, I look up at the stars and I think to myself, ‘if they’re up there, then they must have sacrificed a lot to be there, burning, forever'” Spencer talked with honey in his voice and admiration. You looked at the mystery man with a small smile, “but by all means if that wasn't a sign enough and neither was I then go ahead” Spencer said with a smile.

“Yeah? And why shouldn't i?” you asked as you stood up on the roof and started swinging your arms, “besides the song, and you” you stated.

“Because that is a lot of paperwork for a department to file for one person” Spencer said as he too stood up and walked towards you. You nodded.

“Well, consider my suicidal thoughts diminished,” you said with a small smile.

“Good” Spencer said as he walked to the staircase again, you turned and was disappointed to see him leaving so soon.

“What's your name? I don't believe i’ve seen you in the apartment block before,” you asked, it was a kind enough question, a name.

“I just moved in,” Spencer said as he stopped at the staircase, “my name is Spencer Ried, i have three Phd’s, if you ever need me im only ever two doors down from yours, number 15, either that or down at the BAU”

“You’re a profiler” you stated.

“Correct,” Spencer answered though he didn't move.

“So what’d you get from me?” you asked with crossed arms.

“You’re suicidal?” Spencer questioned playfully.

“You know what i mean,” you said with a sigh.

“Life is a hell of a thing to happen to someone” Spencer said with a smile, “a good friend of mine said that, he's a writer,” Spencer said with his hands still resting in his pockets.

“Brilliant” you said, it was half sarcastic and half...human.

“Goodnight…” Spencer trailed off as he didn't know your name.

“(Y/n). (Y/n) (L/n)” you said with a smile.

“Goodnight (Y/n) (L/n)” Spencer said.

“Goodnight Spencer Ried with three PhDs” you said with a smile as Spencer walked down the stairs.

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After your first introduction to each other on that roof, you and Spencer started to become friends, then good friends, and then he asked you out on a date and now, 3 and a half years later. You couldn't be more happy to be alive than now. Time seemed to stand still as the last note from the guitar rang around the bar and everyone clapped, a few standing and another few wiping their tears away from the corners of their eyes. You smiled as you and Micheal bowed on the stage before walking off, Spencer nudged his team as he stood up.

“Come on, we’ll get a booth so it's easier” the profiler said as another band came onto the stage and started their song. The FBI agents all stood and followed Spencer to the bar where (Y/n) stood, looking around for their boyfriend and nervously sipping on whiskey, Spencer smirked as he turned to his friends with a look of excitement, “watch this” the Doctor said with a wiggle of his brows before walking over towards you. You bit your lip as you looked around nervously hoping Spencer had made it tonight, “a good looking person like you should bite their lip so much” a voice said behind you, you jumped from the suddenness of it before turning around and allowing a large smile to form over your lips before placing your drink on the bar and wrapping your arms around your tall boyfriends neck.

“Spence! You made it!” you said happily, though you had been together for over 3 years, Spencer Reid still seemed to give you the same butterflies like the first date you two ever had.

“Of course i made it Bug,” Spencer said, using his nickname for you, “wouldn't miss it even if i was dying” the agent said with a knowing smile as a scoff could be heard behind him causing Spencer and you to look at the intruder.

“He was almost dying when he was coming down the street,” a man said, he was black and tall and rather handsome, Spencer gave a shy smile as he walked over next to the man.

“These are my coworkers!” Spencer said a little nervously, you had a confused look on your face previously but now it was filled with excitement and elated happiness as you walked forward towards the group.

“So you guys are the people he keeps boasting on about!” you said happily as you stuck out your hand to the first man.

“Derek Morgan” the man said, you nodded as you shook his hand and a soft smile came over the man's face, this was Spencer's ‘big brother’ at the office. You moved to the next person.

“Emily Prentiss,” the girl said, she was sleek and had nice hair, you made a mental note to ask her about it later as you moved to the next person.

“Jason Gideon”, ah, so this was Spencer's mentor, you gave a knowing look at Gideons hands encapsulating yours in a warm and inviting way. Spencer looked at you greeting everyone with a profound happiness.

“Aaron Hotchner, but please just Hotch” the man said, you smiled.

“So youre the narcissist” you said with a wink as Hotch gave a small laugh as Spencer closed his eyes with a smile. You moved to the next person. She was rather round and had blonde hair and a brilliant red dress and blue cardigan on.

“Penelopie Garcia, i make sure your wonder boy over there makes it back alive to you” the girl said, you gave a laugh as did everyone else knowing it was a team effort but it was also a joke.

“Than i shall give all my thanks to you and bid everyone else, adew” you said with a tone of laughter, Garcia laughed with you as you moved to the final person, “you must be-”

“J.J., please” the girl said as she shook your hand for the final time, you nodded in respect, so this was the girl Reid fancied for like, an hour or something whenever it was he told you that point.

“Well, please let's get a booth and get to know each other!” you said with a smile as you grabbed your glass of liquor from the bar and walked to a previously reserved booth in the far corner of the bar.

“You shouldn't drink that drink you know,” Derek said from behind you, “you left it alone for two minutes, could be drugged” you smiled as yourself and the group piled into the booth.

“Then I am one hundred percent sure one of you would have told me” you said as you took a sip of your drink, Derek laughed as Garcia sat next to him and he wrapped an arm around her, you eyed them for a moment before letting it go. Spencer sat next to you as J.J. sat next to him, then the rest piled in.

“So (Y/n), tell us a little bit about yourself,” Hotch started as he took a sip of his beer, you cleared your throat as you looked to Spencer who nodded for confirmation.

“Well, um, I'm in a band,” you chuckled softly, “as you could see earlier I sing, we’ve made songs and practised them but we haven't been able to perfect them the way we want to start recording.” you took a moment, “um, i met Spencer a few years ago on our apartment roof-”

“EXCUSE ME,” Derek exclaimed with wide eyes, “you’re telling me pretty boy over here has had you as his little secret for a few YEARS?!”, Spencer chuckled.

“Three and almost a half to be exact Morgan” Spencer said with a shit-eating grin as he took a swig of your drink, you slapped him on the chest causing him to laugh.

“That’s my drink you prick!” you exclaimed with a smile, “anyway, um,” you shrugged with a laugh, “you guys are the ones who have profiling as a career you should be doing this to me not the other way around” you laughed as you looked to Gideon, the man smiled.

“You closed your eyes when you where up on stage,” Gideon started, “whatever you were singing meant alot for you to get so into it, you were looking around a lot when you where at the bar, you’re anxious”

“Of course i am, im meeting you guys for the first time,” you said with an awkward smile, okay, this was a little different than you expected.

“You also have been fiddling with a ring, signifying anxiety,” Hotch chimed in, “and biting your lip,” you pulled your lip from in between your teeth and looked at the table.

“Alright enough,” Spencer said a little harsher than he intended, “can we just, drop the profiler job for tonight and just be like normal friends?” he asked agitated, this sparked your eye and you gave Spencer a glance, he glanced back as reassurance.

“(Y/n), where do you work?” Garcia asked as a waitress brought her another drink with a little pink umbrella, you smiled as she broke the ice.

“Other than in a band I work in a vintage antique store, one of those really old ones?” you smiled, “i got Spencers first gift from that shop actually,” you smiled at the memory.

“Oh here we go,” Spencer said from beside you as he clasped his eyes shut and smiled.

“Please can i tell them!?” you exclaimed.

“Yeah go on,” Spencer said as he looked back to you and gave you a kiss on the lips.

“Woah I didn't know pretty boy ever kissed anyone, besides that one girl?” Derek said, he trailed off at the end forgetting the girl's name.

“Lila” J.J. said softly.

“Yeah Lila, the actress” Derek said.

“ANYWAY,” you exclaimed trying to get back onto the story, Derek smiled as an apology as you continued the story, “obviously Spencer here loves books,” you started, “but since he can read 20,000 words a minute there was no way i was going to get his first date present a goddam book he’d read in like an hour, so,” you smiled towards Spencer who was trying to suppress his laughing, “i got him an antique music box, i just happen across it one day when i was leaving the shop. It was sitting right on the bench, waiting for me, i opened it and started winding the handle,” you smiled as Spencer looked down at you with love and adoration, “i didn't recognise the song at first but,” you looked around the table, “you know when you get that sudden feeling, when you hear something and you just suddenly understand what it was and what it was saying?” you asked, Emily, Garcia, Hotch; all the team nodded with a knowing look, “well, it was like that. The music box was the song I played on the stage tonight, Hallelujah, and instantly I knew I had to get it for him” you heard a sniffle on the table as Garcia was wiping at her eyes.

“I’m fine! Stop looking at me like that” the girl said with a smile, “it's just really sweet”

“And this was a first date present?” Emily asked from the side, this time Spencer nodded and answered.

“I had asked (Y/n) out a week prior and we decided we just wanted it to be a nice coffee date and walk in the park, when the time finally came i bought their favourite flowers from the shop, gave them to her and then she pulled out a lovely little bag with a package in it and said ‘this is for you’.” Spencer smiled, “when i went home that night and finally looked at the present, i had the same feeling as (Y/n) did, i didn't recognise the song at first but when it got to that one single word i knew, i knew (Y/n) was the one i wanted to marry one day,” the team around you guys smiled as their favourite profiler finally got the break he deserved in life. “I called (Y/n) right after i finished listening to the music box in a mess of tears and instantly asked for a second date, luckily i was charming enough to get another one” Spencer said in a joking manner as he rubbed his finger nails on his button up shirt as yourself and Emily pushed Spencer jokingly causing everyone to laugh.

“You seem to have it all setup then Ried” Hotch said from the side, Spencer smiled and nodded as he looked at you.

“I and my Annabelle Lee,” Spencer said softly, causing you to blush, a reference to one of his favorite poems by Edgar Allen Poe.

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HI IF YOU MADE IT I HOPED YOU LIKED IT.

And I hope you saw my nod to MGG at that last sentence 👀.

This was unedited. Apologies.

#criminal minds #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #x reader #derek morgan #penelope garcia #jj #emily prentiss #jason gideon #aaron hotchner #hotch #nonspecified reader #criminal minds fanfiction #spencer reid x nonspecified reader

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cutelittleluckysoul · 4 years

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hi!! this is the first time i’ve ever asked for a ship and i couldn’t pick one! if you don’t mind could i get 1 prequels, 1 marvel, & 1 ewan character ship please? i’m 5’5+brown hair+slim build+green eyes. i love 80s music & vintage aesthetics. my hobby is photography! i’m more introverted but very friendly. i love making people laugh and i’m known as the “mom friend.” i’m very passionate about the things/people i love & tend to get attached very easily. + i’m so excited for this! ty so much!!❤️

Ohhh of course! And honestly you sound so cool! I too love 80s music and vintage aesthetics! And 80s clothes are just so cool! Anyway moving on. I hope you enjoy this! ❤️

For the prequels I ship you with Obi Wan Kenobi!

Obi Wan is a good man we all know this so it is just logical that he falls in love with a kindhearted woman like yourself

honestly your relationship is so pure you are literally goals together

really the guy is so in love with you

the first thing he does when he comes back from a mission is to look for you and then engulf you in a tight hug, his face buried in your hair telling you how much he missed you and saying that he will never leave again(though you both know that isn’t true because he can’t)

he loves your passion for 80s music and he starts to enjoy it because of you (lets just pretend we have music like this in Star Wars because it would fit so well!)

you are taking pictures of him constantly! At first he was confused about it but he kind of enjoys it now and he also likes to take pictures of you too after you showed him how to take good ones

your friendly nature is what drew him in in the first place and he just adores it

you are also very good with the people around you, you can calm Anakin down, you always listen to Padme, Ahsoka loves you and Obi Wan is amazed how good your people skills are

you rarely get into fights and if you do on the rare occasion it always surprises him how passionate you are for your opinion

you also make up pretty fast and are able to admit if you were in the wrong, same goes for Obi

he knows how you attachet you are to him so when he has to leave it is always hard on you, not knowing how long he has to be gone and if he will make it back alive

so it is no wonder that you cling to him for a day or two when he is back (making up for lost time and stuff if you know what I mean. You always walk funny after those days)

also Anakin knows about you and Obi but doesn’t say a word because he sees you as a motherly figure and does not want to ruin anything

so when Anakin turns to the dark side you are heartbroken and so is Obi

the first thing he did was to get you so you are safe with him

after Padme died as well you both leave for Tatooine where you live a peaceful life

you two even get married

things aren’t as easy anymore but you two make the best out of it and Obi is entirely grateful to have you with him, the love of his life

For Marvel I ship you with Peter Parker (he is over 18 for this ship tho)

Peter is a nerd and we all know this

he is very happy that he can be a nerd with you together (occasionally there are Star Wars marathons of course) (he gets jealous when you lust over Obi Wan while watching the Prequels, you can’t convince me otherwise)

Peter is also a giant puppy so of course he absolutely adores you

he can’t believe that you, such a friendly, cute and not to mention stunning woman is in love with him (he pinches himself sometime)

he doesn’t tell you that he is Spiderman for a LONG time, that has many reasons but the biggest one is that he doesn’t want to see you in any harm ever

tho when he does finally tell you because he isn’t as sneaky as he thinks he is you freak out, which causes him to freak out too

you have a long talk afterwards and you are actually very proud of him and tell him so

of course you worry but who wouldn’t?

Peter loves vintage stuff and the 80s that is just a fact so when he finds out you do too it just makes you more perfect in his eyes

he is the kind of guy to drag you to these 70s/80s/90s parties that are happening almost every weekend (you don’t go every weekend just when you guys are up for it)

also Netflix and Chill are one of Peters favourite ways to spend the weekend, sorry I don’t make the rules

May just adores you! You remind her of herself when she was younger and you two hang out alot actually (especially when Peter is out being the friendly neighbourhood Spiderman) but you don’t mind at all because you love May just as much (Who doesn’t she is precious)

Peter is also, just like you, into Photography and you two make up challanges who can take the best picture of each other, the silliest, who takes the most romantic one, etc. the list is endless (also naughty pictures just for the two of you)

alot of the pictures you get framed or just hang them up without a frame

also Polaroid pictures are constantly seen around your flat with him

Polaroids are one of Peters favourite (especially if he can take pictures of you with it) (the camera comes out alot when you are naked) (but also on random occasions when you are baking for example and just looked so adorable he has to take a picture)

you two also dance around alot! sometimes randomly when a good song pops up sometimes one of you puts on a great vinyl record and nothing can stop you then

he falls more in love with you every day

And for Ewan’s Characters I ship you with Dan Torrance! (I thought alot about who would fit best)

Dan wasn’t perfect and he knows it

so he has no idea what he did to deserve you

sure he was all clean now but still, what he did in the past haunts him still

and yet here you are such a kind, loving, friendly woman giving him so much love

he melts whenever he sees you smiling at him

you don’t know it but you have him wrapped around your finger

he tried to stay away from you at first because you are younger than him but he failed miserably

he is very smitten with you

Dan lived through the 80s, even though he was just a child back then but still

he has some bad memories from that time but somehow you can make them go away with your good spirit and your love for them

of course he doesn’t forget what happened but he gets a new feeling for the time

he loves watching you dance around in the morning when you are making breakfast in one of his shirts listening to your favourite 80s playlist (tho breakfast has to wait after he saw those hip moves)

he can see when you are feeling down (thanks to the shining) and always brings you a small trinket he found in the antique store

you go there often so the old man already knows the both of you

it amazes you that everytime you are down he seems to know, even when you haven’t seen him all day so there wasn’t even a way he could have known

but you don’t mind and appreciate it when he tries to cheer you up with those trinkets

of course at one point he tells you about everything and you are amazed the he is such a good man now even after everything

it confuses him a bit but you reassure him that you don’t judge him and that you still love him and he is just so happy

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justaghostingon · 4 years

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Merfolk are Overrated

Chapter 3: The Age of Money

In which Kodya learns how very little he knows of mermaids, fails at lying, and begins to teach the first lesson.

read on ao3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/25041904/chapters/62338603 or below the cut

Kodya scowled at the wheel, eyes firmly ahead and not on the bright-colored heads that would occasionally pop out and then duck back under. Call it petty, but he had lost a whole catch of fish to their stomachs, and a whole day to the Kid’s song. He did not want to talk to them right now.

A green head popped up to the left, closer now. Kodya turns his head deliberately to the right until it popped back down again.

“Okay that’s it!” The red-head popped up directly in front of the boat and spread her arms. “Stop ignoring Gyrus after ye promised to help him! Or is the word of humans worth so little?”

Kodya let the motor stop, unwilling to actually run her over. He leaned over the edge and scowled at Red. “I’m doing my job: fishing. So I can make up for the money you guys lost me by eating all my fish!”

Red crossed her arms with a huff. “We saved yer boat! That was no easy feat! Ye should be grateful!” And Kodya’s bit his lip, because yes, it probably had been hard to do. But still.

The water had been everywhere, stealing his air as he plummeted into its depths, not knowing which way was up or down. He gripped the steering wheel tighter as the memory washed over him. He’d been completely helpless, and the thought terrified him more than he was willing to admit.

He half wanted to throw that back in Red’s face, pointing out how the Kid had nearly drowned him after explicitly saying he wouldn’t. But that wasn’t fair, his fingers relaxed slightly on the wheel. Gyrus had saved him, and he’d been so apologetic about it. He didn’t want to make him feel guiltier.

“Why do you care if I talk to the Kid or not?” He shot back instead, because even if he wasn’t cruel, he was still pretty angry. “What are you, his mother?”

Red drew back, open shock on her face, and Fluffy winced. Kodya had just enough time to think her reaction seemed way too extreme for such a childish insult before she narrowed her eyes, fire blazing inside them.

“I am the champion of the Queen,” she hissed, steam rising from all around her, “I have protected him since he was an infant!” She brought her tail down on the water with a sharp splash, and the water that hit Kodya burned like fire.

“What?” Kodya exclaimed, bafflement temporarily exceeding pain. “But you’re both the same age!” Kodya knew he wasn’t the best judge of a woman’s age, but even he knew the difference between a woman in her twenties and a woman old enough to be his mother. His eyes roved her youthful face, free of wrinkles and stress. She didn’t look any older than Kodya, in fact if Kodya had been pressed, he’d have thought she was younger.

The mermaids it seemed, disagreed. Fluffy’s mouth hung open at this pronouncement, and even Red seemed to forget her anger to stare at him like he’d grown a second head. “How old do ye think I am, human?” she asked, placing a hand on her chest.

“I don’t know,” Kodya hedged as his entire mind screamed ‘it's a trap!’ Hadn’t his mother and Nephthys always warned him never to guess a ladies age? “...31?” he says hesitantly, quietly adding a decade.

Red’s tail twitched. “I may not remember the exact number, but when I was young you humans did not travel the distances you do now with such ease.” Kodya blinked at her and she sighed. “I suppose if I had to give a number I’d say around 1000.”

Kodya felt his head spin. “That can’t be true,” he muttered as he shook it to try and clear it. “Nothing lives that long.”

“I am actually quite young as far as Siren’s go,” Red sniffs. “The last King was 3000 when he died.”

“3000,” Kodya repeated, still trying to make sense of it all. He gripped the edge of the boat, trying to steady himself. “Is the Kid…?”

“I found sea glass!” the Kid exclaimed, bursting from the water with his prize glittering in his upright hands, and sending Kodya stumbling backwards in shock. “To pay for the fish! You said it worked for you as an exchange?” he adds hopefully as he turns his wide eyes on Kodya’s prone form. “Kodya?” he asked, then turned his attention to Red and Fluffy, “Did I miss something?”

Red crossed her arms, and Kodya quickly turned his attention to the sea glass the Kid held up, desperate to change the subject. “I said I didn’t mind it,” he admitted. “But I doubt my buyers are going to see it the same way.”

“Oh,” Gyrus looked down at the glass in his hands. “You said Alistair wouldn’t want it either.” Kodya shook his head. The Kid frowned. “But you said that there were other humans who would want it though.”

Kodya paused, because he did say that, although he racked his brain to think who exactly would be willing to take it that would actually give him something in exchange. It was pretty, but they’d have to be pretty stupid to want something so superficial, or sell to stupid people.

“Nephthys!” Kodya snapped his fingers. “Nephthys can sell it to the tourists who come by her shop.”

Gyrus’ face lit up. “So it will make up for the fish we ate?” Fluffy looked on hopefully beside him.

“Not even close,” Kodya shook his head and Gyrus and Fluffy’s shoulders slumped. “I’ve still got to keep working all day today to make up for it.”

Fluffy hesitated, then pulled up a fish she had been nibbling on and held it out towards Kodya. Kodya pinched his brow. “That’s not going to help. You guys really aren’t getting exchange rates.”

“Well it's not like you’ve explained!” Red huffed. Kodya scowled.

“You know what? Fine!” Kodya scooped up the sea glass from Gyrus’ hands and carefully placed it in his lunch box. “I’ll teach you.”

“Really?” the Kid exclaimed, eyes shining.

“Absolutely,” Kodya smirked. “Tomorrow.”

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“Kody!” Nephthys cried as Kodya pushed his way past the beads hanging in the doorway of her shop.

“Hey Neph,” he replied, wrinkling his nose as multiple heavy perfumes hit it all at once. Nephthys always insisted that the scents chosen were designed to relax the people who came by and make them more willing to shop. Kodya supposed it half worked, as he eyed the brightly labeled jars marked with words like “potions” and “good luck.” At least when all the oxygen diverted to their lungs they had less in their brains to see through the obvious hoaxes.

Nephthys bustled around the edge of the counter, purple “witch’s” hat bouncing on her head. “What’s the big occasion?” she winked. “You never come to my shop!”

Kodya shrugged, careful not to knock over any of the little jars in the narrow space. “I’m not big on all that magic stuff, thanks, and besides, way too many tourists visit for my taste.” Mermaids might be real, but Kodya was willing to bet that those magical potions of hers were nothing more than fancy tea and the placebo effect.

“Oh Kody,” Nephthys giggled. “When will you learn that there is more to the world than what you see?” She drew closer and frowned. “Wait a minute, something's different in your aura.” As she leaned into his personal space, hand on her chin, Kodya panicked, wondering if she’d inexplicably guessed about the mermaids.

Then Nephthys’s face broke into a wide grin. Kodya had just enough time to think: she knows, before she let out a high pitched squeal. “You’ve met someone!”

“I have not!” Kodya sputtered, the image of Gyrus’ smiling face flooding his vision. Oh no, he could feel his cheeks heating up. Think of something else, anything else. Red’s angry glare replaced Gyrus’ smile, and all previous warmth snuffed out like a candle doused in ice water.

But it was too late. “Oh Kody,” Nephthys laughs. “You know you can’t lie to me. Besides,” she gave him a wink. “Your aura isn’t nearly as drab as it usually is. You’re not lonely anymore!”

And wow, if that didn’t hit hard. Kodya knew that he wasn’t the most sociable guy, and he knew that even if she never said it, Nephthys worried about him alot. Kodya saw the hope glittering in her eyes and found he couldn’t lie to her. But he couldn’t exactly tell her the truth either. He pinched the bridge of his nose.

“They aren’t people,” he started. Nephthys’s smile stiffened, and something in her eyes sharpened.

“What do you mean?” she asked, voice even, perhaps curious, but not at all like the earlier excitement. If Kodya weren’t so worried about how best to explain he’d be concerned.

“They’re dolphins,” Kodya said, as a flash of inspiration hit him.

“Dolphins,” Nephthys repeated, voice flat.

“Yes!” Kodya nodded rapidly. “They started following my boat, helping me fish and just hanging out. You know, like those dolphins they’d talk about on those nature documentaries we used to watch in high school?” He rubbed the back of his neck and hoped she bought it.

Nephthys’s eyes narrow as they search Kodya’s face. For a second Kodya feared she’d seen through his lie, but her face broke into a warm smile. “That’s so CUTE!!!!” She shouts, and Kodya winces from the volume. “Sorry, sorry,” she apologies as she stepped back. “I’m just so happy for you Kody!”

“Yeah well,” Kodya looks down at his feet. “We’ll see how it goes.” They were only sticking around to learn about human values, and if the Kid could already sing Kodya into the water, it probably wouldn’t take too long for him to figure out the rest. Speaking of which…

“Hey Nephthys? Do you still have those old dollars you laminated? For that weird project you did in high school?”

“The Advantages of Waterproof Money! I never understood why it didn’t take off!” Kodya facepalmed as Nephthys smiled. “Why do you ask?”

“I need to buy it from you,” he said as he pulled out his lunch box, unclipping the cover to reveal the sea glass carefully stowed inside. “And I have something to trade.”

“Sea glass!” Nephthys eagerly grabbed a piece and held it to the light. “Look at how smooth it becomes in the ocean water! You know,” she gave Kodya a sly grin. “There’s powerful magic in objects that belong to two worlds.”

“And plenty of tourists that will buy it for far too much when you tell them so,” Kodya grinned back. “How much can I get for it?”

“I’ll give you thirty dollars,” Nephthys offered, and Kodya fought the urge to scold her for paying such an inflated price for something so common. “Plus the laminated money.”

“Done!” Kodya pushed the lunch box towards Nephthys as she rummaged in her register, pulling out thirty dollars, and strangely, the laminated money. Kodya raised an eyebrow, and Nephthys gave a high pitched laugh.

“I just happened to bring it to the shop on accident one day and kept forgetting to put it back,” she explained with a wave of her hand, and Kodya sighed, very familiar with his friend’s forgetfulness.

“This is quite a bit of sea glass,” Nephthys said as she began to put the sea glass into little jars. “When did you find the time to collect it all?”

Kodya shrugged as he absently fingered through the laminated bills, wondering what else he would need to teach Gyrus. “My friend,” he said absently.

“The dolphin?” Now it was Nephthys’ turn to raise an eyebrow.

Oh no. Kodya jumped, nearly dropping the bills in his hands. He fumbled with them as Nephthys starred, in equal parts amused and judgemental. “Yes! Yes, the dolphins. They definitely brought me the sea glass. Yes.” He nodded furiously, and Nephthys’s lips purse like they do when she’d trying to hold back a smile. He scowled at her. “Dolphins are incredibly clever creatures.” He said, remembering the nature documentaries.

“Of course,” Nephthys agreed, amusement coloring her voice. Kodya straightened and turned to walk out the door again, before she put together what's really going on. He almost made it too, but just before the door could close she called out, “Kodya?”

“Yes?” he grunted as he turned back.

“Give your dolphin my love!” She waved, sending him a knowing wink. Love? Kodya couldn’t imagine saying that to anyone, he wasn’t Nephthys, who even after seven years still maintained an ambiguous accent and forigen customs. Although...Gyrus’ face swam in Kodya’s vision once again. If he…? Kodya didn’t let himself finish the thought, shaking his head violently.

“Hehe,” Nephthys giggled and Kodya felt his ears go red.

“Nephthys!”

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“Alright,” Kodya says as the three mermaids sit awkwardly in his boat. “To start off this lesson, I figured I’d show you the final goal.” He spread the laminated dollars on the deck in front of the three mermaids.

“This is your exchange?” Gyrus asked as he reached out a hand, stopping just shy of contact.

“You can touch it,” Kodya bit back a smile. “It’s covered in plastic so the water on your hands doesn’t damage it.” the Kid eagerly grabbed the four dollars, holding them up to the light as Red and Fluffy crowded closer for a better look.

“It’s all very green and drab,” Red frowned as she pulled the ten out of the Kid’s hands, casually moving it to the left as Fluffy tried to bite it. “That seems impractical. How would you keep track of it?”

“It’s not about the color, it's about the numbers on the paper,” Kodya crossed his arms, feeling vaguely insulted. Fluffy leaned back towards the Kid, this time succeeding to get the corner of a laminated dollar in her mouth.

“It’s not actually seaweed Sylvia,” Gyrus scolded as he pulled it gently out of her lips. “It’s their exchange. They call it ‘dollars’!”

Fluffy raised an eyebrow as if to say, you sure?

Kodya pinched his brow. This was going to be harder than he thought.

“Wait a minute,” Gyrus wondered out loud as he flipped through the three remaining bills. “These dollars, they’re all different!”

Kodya’s head snapped up. Or maybe not. “Can you tell me what you notice that’s different?” he asked, trying not to sound as excited as he felt.

The Kid examined the one, five, and twenty dollar bills, a slight frown on his face. “The faces are all unique,” he finally said, and Kodya sighed. Well at least it was a start.

“Yes, the faces are different.” He leaned forward, pointing to the corner of the one dollar bill, “But what's most important is the number here. It tells you what the bill is worth.”

Red and Fluffy leaned back over the Kid’s shoulders to examine the numbers. “These squiggles are supposed to show worth?” Red wrinkled her nose.

Fluffy nodded, hands cupping around the picture as if to say: It's all designed around the picture! It should be the most important thing!

“Look I didn’t design this!” Kodya snapped. “This is just the way it is!”

“But why have the pictures changed between dollars if it's not important?” Gyrus insisted. “Surely they must have some cultural significance.” Kodya opened his mouth to tell him to forget it but Gyrus added, “the significance might help me understand an aspect of the value human’s place in it.”

Kodya closed his mouth. There might be some truth in that. His shoulders sagged as he looked at the three bills in the Kid’s hands and the one in Red’s. Now if only he could remember who these guys were.

The first at least, was easy. “This is George Washington,” he pointed to the face on the one dollar bill and the Kid’s eyes lit up. “He was our first president.”

“President?” Gyrus prompts, leaning forward and staring up at Kodya. Kodya gulped.

“He leads our country,” Kodya explained. “Every four years everyone gets together and votes. Votes means to say everyone shares their opinion on who’s going to lead.” He added as he saw the Kid’s mouth open. “The person with the most votes wins.”

Fluffy cocked her head, eyes sharpening on Kodya, a strange interest gleaming inside them.

“So your leaders must get these votes every four years for the rest of their lives?” Red scoffs. “That seems like a waste of time. If the leader is good, then simply let them stay.” The Kid looked down and Fluffy placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. She frowned at Red.

Kodya shook his head. “They can’t stay in office for more than two terms, which means they can only be voted in twice. After that it's someone else's term. It's done to ensure we never have a bad ruler we have to put up with for more than four to eight years.”

Red crossed her arms and sniffed. “That sounds absolutely…”

“Wonderful,” Gyrus sighed from Fluffy’s side. Fluffy nodded. Red’s head whipped around to stare at the both of them. “Oh don’t look at us like that,” Gyrus’ tail twitched. “Mom’s a great ruler, but with this method she could take a break! Maybe make a decision for herself? Wouldn’t that be nice?” He looked at Red, who bit her lip.

Kodya got the feeling there was a lot more going on here that he wasn’t aware of, and that if they kept going on this tangent, then they wouldn’t get off it. “Ahem,” he coughed into his fist. “George Washington’s face is on the one dollar bill,” he said, hoping to bring them back on track.

It seemed to work, as the Kid’s attention switched back to the bill in his hands. “the first president for the first bill!” he exclaimed. “I get it!” Gyrus studied the other two bills in his hands. “Are these the second and third presidents?”

“Nope,” Kodya plucked the five dollar bill from his hands and held it up. “This is the next smallest bill. The five dollar bill. It’s worth five of the ones with George Washington on it.”

“We’ve skipped all the way to five?” Red threw up her hands. “Your exchange is ridiculous!”

“Tori!” The Kid complained, “don’t be rude!”

Fluffy pointed at the picture and looked up at Kodya, head tilting to one side. Kodya took this as a prompt to continue talking. “The person on this bill is Abraham Lincoln.” He said, a bit louder than normal to make Red and the Kid stop arguing and look at him. It worked, with Gyrus eagerly scooting forward and Red huffing as she followed. “He is the second most important president in our history. And no,” he added as he saw the Kid open his mouth, “he was not the second president we had. He came much later.”

“How much later?” The Kid managed to get out, and Kodya paused. He really had absolutely no idea. High school history had been so long ago. He wracked his brain before continuing. “I’m not sure, four score and seven years or whatever that means, I think it's around a hundred. Look,” he said, waving the hand that didn’t hold the bill, “That’s not the point. The point is that this guy,-” he shook the bill for emphasis, “-stopped a civil war...that's a war where half the country tried to leave, and freed all the slaves while he was at it.”

“I know what slavery is!” The Kid’s tail swung back and forth eagerly, nearly hitting Tori and smacking Sylvia in the face. “That’s how we got Mingo and Obi!” Kodya blinked, unsure of what a mango had to do with slavery. At his confusion, the Kid straightened his back and began to speak in the rhythmic tone of a storyteller telling a well known tale, “Mingo and Obi were once human slaves held captive in a great boat by slavers. But where most simply despaired, they would not give up on hope. They tried to escape again and again with the hope of stealing a small boat and heading home. Eventually the slavers deemed them too much trouble to keep and had them thrown into the sea. But before they could perish, my mom heard their pleas, and ordered the sorcerer to turn them into Sirens.”

“You can do that?!” Kodya exclaimed, fixating on the transformation, and not the fact that Gyrus was speaking like he knew people who had obviously lived for several hundred years. Once again Kodya was faced with the possibility that the Kid was not so much of a kid after all, and the thought left him with an uncomfortable tingling in his stomach.

“Not without a sea sorcerer,” Red hissed, “and not without serious cost. I would not recommend trying it yourself human, a sorcerer always asks for more than you can give.” Fluffy gave a sad nod, still rubbing her head from where the Kid had whacked her.

“Okay,” Kodya said, deciding to move on from this too before he lost his nerve, and continue with the lesson. “Tori is holding the ten dollar bill. It’s worth ten George Washingtons or two Abraham Lincolns” He waved a hand towards her still feeling dazed. “I don’t really remember who he was, I think he was in a musical maybe?”

“Musical?” The Kid repeated, head tilting to one side and looking so very young and not at all like someone who might have lived centuries.

“It's like a play, but with singing,” Kodya explained, and when the Kid still looked confused he added, “people act out and sing a story for an audience.” The three mermaids’ eyes all began to sparkle.

“He’s a knowledge-spinner!” Gyrus beamed, Red looked down at her dollar with new respect, and even Fluffy looked a bit guilty for trying to bite it.

“Truly a man whose face is worthy of preservation on this exchange,” Red nodded. “I knew I had good taste.”

Kodya had a niggling feeling that they were all severely misrepresenting the man on that bill, but he didn’t remember enough to prove them wrong. “The last bill in the Kid’s hands is the 20 dollar bill. It’s worth twenty George Washingtons, four Lincolns, or two of the knowledge-spin-whatever. And before you ask,” he pointed at Gyrus, “I have no idea who he was.” The Kid’s face fell, and he stared down sadly at the last bill.

“You should ask my knowledge-spinner,” Red held up her bill. “I’m sure he could tell you.”

“Yeah, any guy on these bills has been dead for centuries,” Kodya shrugged. The three mermaids gave separate cries of outrage.

“Your knowledge-spinner is dead?” The Kid said.

“No wonder you humans are so backwards,” Red crossed her arms.

Kodya opened his mouth to protest, but Fluffy gave a sharp tug on his shirt sleeve. She pointed to the picture on the twenty, and then tapped her head, making a confused face.

“How do we keep track of its worth if we don’t bother to learn who he is?” Kodya translated, feeling a bit proud at doing it effectively. “That’s easy. We don’t need to. We-,” he rummaged in his bag, “-just read the number in the corners. Now,” he pulled out the four small white boards he’d bought with the money from the sea glass, “-who wants a marker?”

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It took a few minutes to teach the mermaids how exactly the whiteboards worked, water’s ability to erase markings did not help matters, but once things were settled Kodya got right down to the lesson. “We’ll start with the first nine numbers,” he said as he drew a one on the board. “Now copy me.”

Red, Fluffy and the Kid all obediently placed their markers on their whiteboards and started drawing. When they finished, each one held it up for Kodya to inspect.

One wasn’t exactly a hard number to draw, more of a dash really, but Kodya was still relieved to see Gyrus had grasped the concept perfectly. Red’s was a little messier, but still clear. Then he saw Fluffy’s.

“What is that supposed to be?” Kodya exclaimed as he looked at the line with the little triangle on top. Sylvia held up one finger. And Kodya pinched his brow. “It's only supposed to be a line Fluffy, no triangle on top.”

Fluffy frowned, but slowly corrected her drawing, until it looked like a very slim wedge or a poorly drawn one. Kodya sighed, and decided to just take it.

“Now this is a two,” Kodya drew a two beside the one. “It’s a bit trickier. Remember, curve and line.”

“Curve and line,” the Kid repeated and he and the others copied it down. Kodya looked at his work and found it once again perfect. Red’s was shaky, but legible, and Fluffy’s…

“Fluffy!” Kodya tugged at his hair in frustration. “I said no triangles! There are no triangles in two!”

Fluffy hugged her whiteboard close to her chest, the drawing now of two lines, each with a mini triangle on the top, connected by the line forming the triangle’s third side. She held up two fingers and pointed to her drawing.

“You can’t just make up whatever you want!” Kodya growled. “You’ll never learn to read numbers if you do that!” Red shifted angrily, but Gyrus opened his mouth before she could.

“Maybe she’s just using another written form?” Gyrus offered. “You humans have different languages, why can’t you have different symbols for numbers?”

“Everyone uses these numbers!” Kodya replied, throwing up his hands. “All over the world! No one’s used symbols, especially ones like that, in forever!”

Fluffy crossed her arms in a way that clearly said, I do.

“Uggg,” Kodya massaged his forehead as he tried to get a grip. There was something odd about Fluffy’s drawings, something he couldn't quite put his finger on. They just seemed so old, far too simple for hieroglyphics and the chinese system, but somehow similar. “Just how old are you?” He grumbled.

Fluffy pulled her whiteboard even closer and turned her back on all three. Red and the Kid all exchanged glances.“We don’t know,” Red began.

“She just showed up around 50 years ago,” Gyrus explained. “While we were swimming up in the icy seas in summer. She couldn’t talk, and nothing besides basic gestures seemed to mean anything to her. We took her with us because we couldn’t find any other pods in the area.”

Well, that sucked. Kodya looked at Sylvia, still drawing on her whiteboard, and felt bad for being so rude. For all he knew, this strange number system was all she had left of her family. He opened his mouth to apologize, but Fluffy didn’t give him the time.

Slyvia turned around, holding her whiteboard high above her head, and beamed. Gyrus, Red, and Kodya’s eyes all turned towards the image she had drawn.

“It’s a shark,” Red said, eyebrows drawn in confusion. “Why are you showing us a shark?” Fluffy facepalmed.

“Is that supposed to be a mermaid?” the Kid pointed at the very little figure beside the big shark. “Is she supposed to be that small?” Fluffy nodded eagerly, but the Kid still looked confused.

The mermaid was really tiny, Kodya privately agreed, like a tenth, or even a twentieth of the size of the shark. A shark that size wouldn’t have existed for millenia. A memory of a faded poster flickered through his mind, one left over from his embarrassing dinosaur faze as a child. “Is that supposed to be a Megalodon?” He asked.

Fluffy cocked her head. Not in denial, but not in agreement either. It occurred to Kodya that they probably didn’t call them Megalodons back in the day, and he hurried to explain. “A Megalodon was this huge shark that lived way back in the past. It was about half the size of a great blue whale.”

Fluffy jumped in the air, waving her whiteboard excitedly as she flopped around, tail smacking the side of the railing with a wet thunk. Red and the Kid stared at her in shock as Kodya felt lightheaded. “But they went extinct in the ice age!” He said as he tried to steady himself. “That was three million years ago! It’s practically a dinosaur!”

“Are ye really so old?” Red asked Sylvia, who tried to mime some kind of explanation, but kept moving too fast to make sense. Gyrus watched them for a few seconds, before turning to Kodya, seemingly concluding that he would provide a clearer answer.

“What’s a dinosaur?” He asked, big amethyst eyes staring up at Kodya like he had all the answers in the world. Kodya had just enough time to think, we are never getting back on topic, before his inner seven-year-old self took over, and he launched into a lecture on all the different types of dinosaurs. But somehow, Kodya found as Tori and Sylvia joined Gyrus in listening attentively, he didn’t mind at all.

#room of swords #room of swords fanfic #gyrus axelei #kodya karevic #tori grieve #ros sylvia #merfolk are overrated #gyrus #kodya #back by popular demand #mermaid au

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tomatosaucek · 5 years

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hey so this might just be a shitty post but I was watching Naruto shippuden ed 11 and I couldn't help but start to analyze it a bit.

In it we see Naruto as a child crying but slowly getting happier as he gains more people/bonds in his life. Yet the expression on his older self seems so somber and serious. I feel like anyone can connect his expression here to his determination to get Sasuke back in his life but I felt like I needed to state it. Despite Sasuke leaving the village his child self remains in the ending during Naruto's section. That alone shows how despite defecting from konoha Naruto still views Sasuke as an important bond in his life that he can't let go of and even though he has other bonds his expression of sadness/seriousness won't deter and turn to a happier one until he's saved Sasuke. We know Naruto values bonds and wants to be acknowledged by everyone in konoha yet he wont be truly content until Sasuke himself acknowledges him and I think that shows just how strong their bond truly is.

Sasuke on the other hand.

I feel like his expression here is sure and steady. He doesn't look sad, the way the line of his mouth is drawn is actually going upwards and I don't know if that's just how they drew his side profile and weren't actually going for a small smile or not. But it looks like that.

He closes his eyes as well perhaps to reflect on his past and the bonds he discarded. Yet Naruto remains in his mind as the only bond he couldn't and truthfully didn't want to sever. Sasuke seems content to only have a bond with Naruto and I think that captures the twos clashing ideologies very well. Naruto puts value in having many bonds while Sasuke considers them a weakness. However, the exception to both their ideologies is each other. Having many bonds still doesnt seem enough to Naruto if his bond with Sasuke is severed. In his mind he's choosing one bond, making his relationship with Sasuke have more value than the rest of his relationships throughout the show. We see this in Sasuke too who finds bonds are a weakness that incapacitates people from achieving their full potential and he is able to drop all other ties except the ones he has with Naruto. In part 1 of Naruto he made the decision not to destroy their bond and I truly think he was content with that decision and comprised his own ideologies because of how important Naruto is to him.

So yeah if you wanna break this post down to its bare bones. Sasuke seems fine with only having Naruto as his important bond, we see this reaffirmed for us near the end of Shippuden when both Naruto and Sasuke think they have died and Sasuke seems content to stay there with Naruto.

We see him smile and he looks at least a little at peace. If I remember right he even brings up the fact that Kakashi and Sakura could handle or do something. And as much as Naruto tries to cover up his own similar feelings with excuses that not only does he miss Sasuke but konoha and Sakura miss him just as much as well. We can later see these are just what I stated earlier: excuses. because during the half point of Shippuden everyone has given up on Sasuke except Naruto. The excuse that he's trying to keep his bond with Sasuke and save him for Sakura and Konoha arent valid anymore because they want him dead. Naruto even admits to Sakura he isnt trying to save Sasuke due to the promise he made to har in part 1. This shows to me that in reality Naruto would have never been content or happy if he didnt compromise/make up/save whatever you wanna call it with Sasuke at the end of vote2 .

As an added bonus because I just keep adding/re editing this post. I found some gifs with the ed song lyrics during the two parts I was looking into.

During Naruto's scene the words playing are Sasuke's feelings and vice versa. In part 1 the thing that held Sasuke back, at least what he feels later on that held him back, was his bond with Naruto. Yet he still could never bring himself to sever it. The lyrics conveying Naruto's feelings, we already know he wants to see Sasuke. He's always wishing they were together and we see with these two scenes coming into the ed one after the other that they are looking towards each other and saying these things to each other and their expression might very well be their subsequent reactions to the words being said to them by the other through the song.

Ultimately: Their bond with each other is on an entirely different level when compared to everyone else in the show and Kishimoto probabaly didn't mean for it to get this out of hand but it does and to be honest I kind of prefer this dynamic between them of having such a strong and transedant bond. Their relationship and dynamic is unlike any other shounen rivals I've ever seen in fact even outside of shounen I haven't seen much like it and I think that's one of the reasons Naruto remains so popular even today. The show wasn't supposed to be nearly this deep and I'm probably grossly over analyzing a single ending scene but I think the show becomes this complex mostly thanks to Naruto and Sasuke's relationship. I think Kishimoto was smart to make it the driving force in Shippuden and people drag on him alot but this is one of the aspects he got right.

#naruto #sasuke #sns #sasunaru #narusasu #text post #naruto shippuden #shippuden #naruto ed 11 #grossly overanalyizing naruto is kind of fun

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larenoz · 5 years

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Roswell New Mexico - Live Rewatch - Ep 3 - Tearin' Up My Heart

What matters is the science

The power to heal or harm. Hhhhmm, I wonder who else that might apply to in the future?

Hey lab rat!

Subtle, Liz. Real subtle.

No, he's not just stressed Liz

It's all a plan to get Max to get his gear off.

His heart isn't racing because he's scared of Liz. Neither of these people has a subtle bone in their body.

Die Jesse Manes Die

Hey there Kyle.

Alien hunting buddy, four war hero sons.

"Are you calling Alex faint of heart?" You go Kyle.

Die Jesse Manes Die

See now I think this is where Jesse made his biggest mistake. Threatening Kyle's life is one thing, but threatening his friends. That just kicks his protective side into high gear. Especially when it comes to ALex who he feels he owes. Probably gets his competitive side going as well

OMG Kyles face as Jesse walks away.

"I don't need an Airman, I need a Valenti"

"The light show whenever I feel anything" Yeah, we know what your talking about Max

Yeah, we know why you didn't Iz and Michael about the experiments.

So that's a yes then.

"Please don't touch me". Oh, that's gonna hurt the feels

Busted. Not sure how I feel about that shirt Iz is wearing though. I think we might be trying a bit too hard for the New Mexico aesthetic.

"We have a connection, we did, I think" Not too sure there Max

OK, now that's just mean Iz, with the Kyle/Liz hookup.

Especially when you know it's gonna hurt Max.

Now here we have on rewatch the first scene where I'm not sure if it's Iz or Noah??

Where she talks about his hand print on Liz's chest, just seems a bit Noah like??

Which would also explain the meanness?

Arguements about who knows each other best and relationships built on lies.

That's a set of criteria where everyone is on pretty shaken ground at this stage.

Max as golden retriever or X-file. Kyle being all caregivery. Fuck, I would give anything to see him in a nice white shirt. Sorry, I digress.

Provocation. Another theme we see again and again through the show.

Not a fan of this whole treasure hunt storyline tbh

Yes Kyle, we all love Max because he's tall.

OK Nancy Drew"

Fuck, you cannot just cut to THIS scene like that. Fuck me.

The song, the hand caressing that skin.

Fuuuuccck

Once again I am not emotionally prepared.

"Your awake"

"You staaayed"

God, such little dialogue that just tells us so much.

That Michael isn't used to Alex being there in the morning. That he leaves.

The way Michael looks over at Alex. So soft and happy.

Alex's barely there smile as he looks at Michael.

They just break my heart these two.

Fuck me.

The physical intimacy in this scene is just.... I don't even have words for it. It's so soft and gentle and ...

Michael's face.

It's just such an amazing scene especially for a queer couple.

The chemistry these two have as actors is insane.

God fucking damn it Isobel.

And fuck here it comes.

"it's just Isobel"

"Does she know about us?"

"would it be so bad if she did?"

"Yeah"

"Nah, don't worry about it"

Fuck me. Michael goes from being so happy to being someone's dirty little secret in seconds.

Now I'm pretty sure that's not what Alex thinks, but that's sure as shit how Michael interprets it.

All his insecurity and self-loathing just brings his armour back up.

oh shit yeah

It applies just as much to Alex as well.

The thing that hurts to the most is that Michael is so resigned to it. Like yep, this is how it always goes.

And I think that might apply to not just Alex, but other people he sleeps with. Good enough to fuck, but not good enough to be seen with. And that's just fucked up.

Especially for someone like Michael who is so tactile. That his way of connecting with people is so distained.

And Alex's face. He know's he's hurt Michael, even though that wasn't his intention.

But as they say, about paving the road to hell.

Tbh honest, I didn't notice until it was discussed in another channel that this ISN'T the morning after "I never look away" and that the Airstream has moved.

I blame opening the scene with all that golden skin. It's very distracting.

I offer that line as public domain to any fic writer that wants it!!

God how I hate that Michael is probably alot of people's dirty little secret. Fuck them.

"He's letting Liz experiment on him"

"Please say sexually"

Not gonna lie. THat is one of the best lines ever on tv.

Also Michael with no shirt.

Also if they ever get Michael in a nice white button up I'm gonna die.

Yes I have a white shirt kink.

Iz's face. :laughing:

Kids, kids kids. Have we learned nothing?

Plans involving Liz never end well.

Secrets, always about the secrets

Mix cd

Clues, Nancy Drew

Teen melodrama is our thing.

So cheeky Liz. It's a good look on you.

Liz is wearing armour lipstick.

Of course Maria is coming on the treasure hunt.

Cam buying Max a first edition. Nerd boner. Don't ever change Cam.

Max, max, max. It's not the time.

Don't dig into the past. HOld onto the good memories. Exactly the advice Kyle gave Liz last ep.

And he doesn't listen either. Lucky he's so pretty.

I really hope we get to see the hold your hair while puking, slash your exe's tires Rosa in S2. It's such a great description by Maria. Gives a great sense of the real Rosa.

"She's isn't what leftover in the dirty crevices of this town." That is such a great line - gives a great insight into Maria.

which in no way makes up for that fucking powder blue skivvy he wore!! Jesus that was ugly. So I need more white shirts to balance it out. Bonus points for linen.

But more likely on Kyle than Michael, not that I wouldn't be cool with that.

Ophiuchus

Liz's don't lie to me face.

And here we go with more heart break. THis show never stops.

I love so much that in this fandom a dark green and black flannel shirt is what constitutes the "slutty" outfit.

I love that he is alergic to buttons.

Scared of not being the number 1 person in Max's life. Tbh. he's not wrong.

Michael and his touching people to check in with them.

Annnd here comes the start of more pain.

Not to be shallow, but Alex's outfit in this scene is interesting. I know we haven't seen him in civies much yet, but even so this stands out. It's such a light palette. So different to the dark colours we've seen before and everything that we see him in after.

A reflection of the lightness he feels from reconnecting with Michael? That disappears after the drive in and never really returns for the rest of the season?

Maybe? I lean towards more unconscious choice.

A willingness to be seen?

Which then is picked up later with his "can't be seen with a criminal" comments.

Where he goes back to not standing out, even in civies

Gods, the looks on their faces. They just love each other so much but Alex is still struggling.

Alex's smile when Michael sits down.

Kyle you are so gonna get busted.

Your mum is the sheriff dude.

Seriously Max. take a fucking chill pill.

I know it's the overpower but seriously. How do people not notice?

Yes Kyle, this massive over reaction is about Liz.

OK, I know Kyle is doing it on purpose, but that is cold.

Kyle, Kyle, Kyle, alot of people want to hit you, don't encourage them.

And even if he was human Max has height and weight on him as well.

That smart arse smirk of Kyle's.

Damn, Jenna looks good with her hair like that.

Damn Kyles eyes.

And Kyle's little puff after Max leaves. He knows how close he came to getting his arse kicked in some way.

Die Jesse Manes Die.

Alex, ALex don't listen to the evil man. Please!!

And what about Michael, sitting so close to the man who mutilated him? Any person would have trouble keeping their cool.

Knowing Jesse is around is one thing, but what must it do to Micahel to see him like this?

"Can't lie to a psychic, hmm mmm"

Liz, spying on Max and Cam is a little bit creepy. Jealous much?

Not sure why Iz sees Rosa when trying to influence Liz??

Oh, Rosa's saying the lines she says to Iz later on after Noah is exposed.

Run and puke face.

Don't be a douche MIchael

Might not be a high school crush. More paralleling.

Max, don't be a dick to Cam. More than just try. And don't make it sound like a burden for fuck sakes.

"xenophobia sells more tickets"

I have Maria boot envy

And here comes the heartbreak

"I was dating a Chad"

"All the Chad's end up being Chad's"

That is some grade A dialogue right there.

Poor Diego

2 min break, I need a hot drink to stop myself coughing.

BRB

Could be. Might also be that Noah's blocks are weakening?

You go for it Cam.

Oh OK. Max you fucking dork.

OMG Liz, not cool.

Cam shutting this shit down right now.

Max making possibly the worst life choice ever seen on tv

Kyle Manuel Valenti!

And the most shit I'm busted face ever seen on a grown man.

Kyle why did you say love triangle? Don't say that.

Totally, he's hopeless but extra hopeless when your Mum is sheriff.

Sheriff Valenti has Jesse mans sussed out.

Tbh, I feel Max's pain as Liz reads out that letter. I found some stuff recently that I wrote at that age. OMFG, it was pretentious and oh so serious.

I like the hot sauce homage to OG

And then Liz just goes all in.

Don't do it Alex.

Fair warning I'm about to say some stuff about Alex that people might not like.

"I'm an airman, I can't be with a criminal".

Gods, Alex, no. You just let your Dad win.

You just told Michael he isn't important.

"All my life, the system has put me at the mercy of ciminals"

This line. FUck me.

Just another example of Michael flat out telling people the honest, painful, fucking private truth about his life and people then just blowing him off.

He just does it over and over again and then people have the fucking gall to say "we didn't know" How the fuck did you not know?

From anyone else it's bad but from Alex? Alex who knows Michael, who knows Michaels life, who has seen more of the cruelty of the world than anyone else in the show, from Alex it's a betrayal.

Yep, and using that as an excuse just compounds it. Because he's using the actions that Michael takes in order to survive against him. Compounds that betrayal.

And for me, if any action by Alex could be described as being a dick move, it's this one.

And I know why Alex does it, I really, really do, but fuck, it's still really, really bad.

And, And, all this happens in Michael's truck, his home, that Alex fucking knows he lived in during high school.

"Just trying to survive it"

Again, truth.

Not live, not escape. Survive.

Exactly.

Yes, he is Michael.

Fuck no, Alex. You don't get to say that. You don't get to blame Michael for your choices.

And Michael's sigh. Not even disappointed. Just resigned. Same ole, same ole.

Fair cop Liz. You don't really think Max killed Rosa.

But I'm also sorted glad they didn't make Liz into the sort of person who dismisses her own experience and world view just because she likes someone.

Max, it's not you place to decide what Liz can handle.

"That's what everything is about for me". Max, Max, Max. I'm impressed you could say that without coming off as a creepy stalker type.

You know what Max, now would be an excellent time to come clean about everything, just sayin'.

true

Noah, Noah

"I knew what I was marrying into" we now know what an understatement that was from Noah.

Gotta be honest, telling your husband that someone else is your person is a bit harsh.

You have two unhappy brothers Iz, pay attention.

True, but also Michael's abuser as well? I sort of read it as they both know the other isn't OK and they just don't talk about it with each other?

Noah, I'm trying really hard to block out that you are not a good guy.

Maria - "Max is so harmless" and Liz's face.

Kyle, Kyle, Kyle.

I really like how they actually have the smart person (a doctor) actaually be smart? He knows Jesse has power.

Paul Ryan comment

He cooperates just enough. Though I think part of that is he still doesn't trust Max.

Oh yeah

Max loosing his shit

Shut up Jesse, just shut the fuck up.

Yeah, not subtle but still good.

Overall not a bad episode.

As I said, not really a fan of the treasure hunt storyline.

I'm really happy with the way they handled Kyle dealing with Jesse. Again another example of a storyline that would drag out for seasons on other shows.

More backstory for Alex and Michael. My poor boys.

Love Maria giving us a more balanced view of Rosa. Who I am really looking forward to seeing in S2.

Yep, so many examples of how out of the loop people are keeping Maria. And we know it's just going to get worse. I really need for them to give her an opportunity in S2 to really rip into everyone for keeping her in the dark.

And Jesse fucking Manes. Just about everything he says makes sense. He's actually right about aliens. Even right about there being bad ones. But we also know that he's a violent, vindictive dick.

#roswell new mexico #Roswell Nm #roswellnm #rewatch-larenoz

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xiii-jb-46 · 7 years

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Anticipated True love

Fangs x Reader

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I was 7 when I first met Fangs. He was not like everyone else. He was different.

“Y/N see you tomorrow.” My bestfriend Thalia said waving goodbye. I was too busy waving I didn’t notice someone was going around the same corner I was going to. We bumped into each other and my books fell. I froze when I saw the boy on the ground.

“I uh I am so sorry.” I reached to collect my books and he did to. He smiled at me and soon I felt something on my hand. I looked down blushing. Our hands met and it felt like the whole world had froze and his eyes were the only thing my mind needed to survive.

“Um here.” He gave my book and we both stood up.

“The name’s Fangs.” He stook his hand out and I took it.

“Y/N. Thank you and sorry.” I drew my hand back and placed it around my books.

“No problem just next time watch out. Ill see you later.” He walked off as I watched his figure dissapear in the distance.

“Wow he is so cute.” I giggled to myself, jumping in excitement.

Has the years past I got closer to him. We became best friends and my feelings grew. When we were both 10 he met another boy called Sweet pea. He would stay over at his place alot and I knew this because I to stayed at his place alot.

The rain was pouring down heavily as I banged on the door to a small tralier. The door opened and Sweet pea was standing there. I had bruises up my arm and one below my eyes. I had cuts all on my leg and blood dripping from them. You probably guessed it. My father was abusive. He wasn’t always like this. It was after my mothers death about the same time I met Fangs. He let me in stepping aside as Fangs walked out with a towel around his waist. We all had to be at least 13 at this time.

“Y/N come. I’ll clean you up.” I walked in the bathroom and sat on the counter. He cleaned it as I stared at his wet hair.

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I watched as Fangs cleaned Y/N wounds. This wasn’t the first she came here like this. We once found her passed out just little down the road. We were visiting our friend Toni who was at this bar I forgot the name already.

I watched the look on her face. I knew she had feelings for him but I didn’t say anything. Plus I liked her friend Thalia. Those two were perfect for each other but Fangs was blind like a bat. He couldn’t see infront of him was someone who make him happy in the dredged town. I walked away and watched TV.

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“You know you can just leave and stay here?” Fangs looked Y/N. He hated seeing her with cuts and bruises.

“Even though I go through all these abuse. He is still my father. He is just sad and accepting that mother is gone.” She knew he had a point but deep down she wanted it to be true. That her father would stop.

“Your so optimistic. When you live on the southside nothing goes well for you unless you deal with it.” He stood up and leaned near her. “You need to protect yourself and trust no one. You don’t know who could turn on you.” He left her in the bathroom and went to his room.

She took his advice and watched her back. She trusted no one but Fangs, Toni and Sweet pea.

Fangs and Sweet pea ran to Y/N house excited when he past the serpent initiation with Sweet pea at the age of 15. He banged on the door and her dad opened it with blood shot eyes.

“She isn��t here go away.” He slammed the door leaving the two teenagers dumbfounded.

“Looks like we going through the window.” They climbed the tree and when they reached the window he couldn’t believe his eyes. He stormed over and pushed Y/N father off of her. He had been beating her and she was close to death. They saw glass shatted on the ground and on her stomach. Tears were running down her face along with blood. Sweet pea helped Fangs teach her father a lesson. She was still in shock she couldn’t move.

Once they knew he had passed out they packed her stuff and by stuff I mean everything. Clothes, photos, stationary anything that she may need or want. They took the cash from his wallet and safe he had. They took anything that could be selled. Fangs carried Y/N out as Sweet pea held everything. Sweet pea dropped the stuff and looked at his match.

“Y/N-”

“Burn it to the ground.” Sweet pea chucked the match in the bottle of gasoline they found in the garage. They watched it burn and walked away. Sweet pea looked at the two and smiled. He took a picture and was going to put in the album Toni, Him and Thalia were making incase they got married. It was Toni’s idea and they all agreed.

They walked to the hospital as Sweet pea had walked to Fangs tralier to put her stuff in the closet. They asked every possible question about how was she beaten up. Of course the nurse was spectacle because he had a serpent jacket on but the tears on his face gave her a resurring answer.

“Well only family members are allowed.”

“The only family member she had put her in this place!” He yelled causing a scene.

“Your right my apologies you may see her.” He walked in seeing the sight of her connected to tubes and anything to keep her alive made it hard for him to breath.

Sweet pea walked in and saw Fangs freaking out. “Sweet pea what if she dies? What am I going to do?” He sat next to the kneeling Fangs.

“She won’t she is strong. She lasted 8 years of abuse. She will get through this.”

“I should’ve dragged her out. Why is she so stubborn.”

“Because she believed her father would change. She believed it was how he was taking the love of his life death. Fangs all you can do is support her through this. I don’t know how but if she can fight so can you. Leave no serpent for dead.” Sweet pea stood up and let in Thalia and Toni.

For the past week everyone came in and out. Fangs didn’t leave at all. If he needed to use the bathroom he just used the one in the room. If he needed to shower he used the one in the room. If he needed to eat Sweet pea or Toni would came to the hospital and bring him food.

He would sit beside her telling her storys of the moments they had. Her favourite song came on and he cried. They would sing it and dance together. He slowly began to realise something. Whenever he needed someone she was there and when she needed someone he was there.

“Y/N I need you. Please wake up. I need you more than anything. I love you.” He kissed her hand and held it closely. He felt it move and looked straight up at her. The monitor started to beep rapidly and doctors and nurses ran in. They rushed her out and soon Fangs was waiting outside the room. He confessed and she was about to die. He had never cried this much since his family’s death.

“Are you Fangs?” A doctor walked to him and he nodded.

“Y/N is asking for you. You can see her.” He walks in to see her crying.

“Where is Fangs? I want Fangs!” He rushed to her side and smiled.

“I’m right here.”

“I love you too you big dumbie.” He smiled holding her hand close to him.

“You heard me.” She nodded

“It tool you long enought to come to realise your feelings.” Sweet pea, Toni and Thalia walked in.

“You guys were like anticipated love.” Thalia held onto Sweet pea’s arm.

They all were happy that their friends found love. They gave the book on their marriage fay as a wedding picture and it was the best gift they received.

#sweet pea x fangs #fangs forgarty #fangs forgarty imagine #fangs forgarty x reader #sweetpea imagine #sweet pea fanfic #sweet people #sweet pea #sweetpea x reader #toni topaz imagine #toni topaz #Riverdale #riverdale #romance #love #abuse #antisapated love #idk

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pkmnsdarkqueen · 6 years

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Headcannons: Specific things Karen does that drives members in the league insane-

Bruno: To be honest it takes alot to actually upset him though there are some things. -Why must so many things be a competition? -How is she able to beat him in a pokemon battle about every time? He should have the advantage. -Sometimes when they watch sports she says the wrong thing on purpose just to tease him. Her favorite is screaming “goooooaaaaaallll!”, at about every sport. Sometimes she gets Will to join in.

Koga: He isn’t ever mad really just sometimes sighs or gives her a subtle que that she’s running on his nerves. Though he is the only one who can play the, ‘I’m just disappointed’, and yes it does hurt more which is why he reserves that. -When she stays out super late without telling anyone where she is. He doesn’t know details, but he knows she puts herself in dangerous situations. Both for her job, and her addiction to adrenaline. Would he prefer she’d stop going alone, yes, but more than anything he insists she’d at least tell them where she is. -Not the biggest fan of her motorcycles truthfully. Yes they look cool, but have you seen how unsafe they can be? Also now Janine wants one, and he knows Karen is teaching her just can’t prove it yet. -She will weasel her way out of chores. One way or another she’ll manage it, and someone has to keep her accountable. -He does worry Agatha maybe a bad influence on her. I mean she wasn’t the best person when he knew her, but she also is an adult which means he has to respect her making her own decisions. -The fact that she sometimes startles him in the night. He’s a ninja, ninjas shouldn’t be able to be snuck up on! Most of the time she’s not trying either. (He doesn’t want to admit he’s getting old)

Will: All of the beef they have with each other is small things for the most part, or something they know is just how the person works. However ever couple months the two sort of explode at each other for a day or two over something stupid. They don’t talk to each other, complain to everyone around them, and then are fine with them both apologizing to each other. They really can’t bring themselves to be separated long. -He too wishes Karen was better at texting where she was though shrugs it off knowing she can take care of herself. He has no idea how often she puts herself in danger though thinking she’s told him everything. -She knows when he’s in her head, and has found ways to kick him out from light stuff to thinking of a song he hates or thinking about a horrible memory the both share. (if she REALLY doesn’t want him in there and he has seriously peeved her she thinks about times he hurt her in some way while staring directly at him in a cold stare) -Sometimes it bothers him the gap in their battling skills. One way the Masked Man twisted them was that performance earned his grace, and he subtly driving a wedge between them both that they had to be the best. Even better than each other. So sometimes her success bugs him, but he’s aware of it making it easier for him to hit the brakes once he catches it. -Ok yeah sometimes he says stuff to get a reaction from Karen, and he doesn’t mind the light punches/hits she gives cause he usually deserves it. Sometimes though she really hits hard though!

Lance: So many things she does drives him nuts. It’s better than when they first met, a thousand times better because she actually does respect him, finally. Still though she’s so good at finding his buttons, and pressing them in just the right order! He doesn’t understand how Koga can simply shrug off most of her antics, join in like Will does, or laugh with it like Bruno can. It helped when Karen admitted,”Look if I don’t like you, or want to get to know you then I won’t mess with you. I’ll be a dull ‘yes sir’ kind of person, and force smiles to make you shut up faster. I tease you because I’m trying to have fun. You’re free to do the same back to me, in fact it’s fun if you do.” -Yes she wears heels out and about, but at the league she is always kicking her shoes off as soon as she can. He then trips over them. Also she’ll go outside barefoot if it’s a short trip even in the rain bringing muddy foot prints back. -She is creative in messing with people. Her current kick for Lance is getting mugs, putting them on the very edge of counters/tables, and then sending him a photo with something like,’This place has good tea.” Staring at that drives him nuts because IT COULD FALL SO EASILY! -She often forgets who’s a gym leader, champion, or other celebrities simply not seeing why they have to be treated differently than anyone else. Thing is it’s her JOB to know these people. -Trying to get her to do a PR stunt like an interview is like trying to drag a dog to the vet. He knows she doesn’t like alot of attention, but one discussion won’t kill you! -If she could stop criticize the cops and interpol on how to do their job he’d get less complaints, and if she could work with them for once maybe things would run smoother! Just saying! -WHY THE HECK DOES KAREN HAVE SOME WEAPON HIDDEN IN ALMOST EVERY ROOM! Like he gets she’s paranoid, and her past instilled that in her! But seriously he’d like to be able to move furniture without the fear of a freaking gun falling out from behind the couch! Or ya know, the umbrella that he grabs in the basket is ONLY an umbrella, and doesn’t have some hidden blade he didn’t know about. Also Koga stop encouraging her -_- -Sometimes she says things, that just shouldn’t be said aloud at certain places...examples: “I mean you may not be able to necessarily kill a person with a toothpick unless you got the physics just right, but stabbing it in someone’s eye is a good way to shut them down for a moment at least.” “This is food? I thought I ordered an entree, why is this so small? I mean you can afford the excessive design of this place, but not a full sized sandwhich?” “What I like to do for fun? Um....origami is nice, riding my bike, and wrestling with my houndoom. Baby girl actually drew blood last time.” *after getting in a ‘debate’ with someone who said something snarky about criminals turned sour.* “Oh I’ll tell you how I know your dick is so small! Two thirds of it is shoved in your personality!” “Do you ever see something, and think it really needs some spray paint on it?” “Ugh, see this is why I get annoyed with horror movies. They never get the dying sound right! People don’t scream much after being stabbed in the lung.” He has a list. -Sometimes she stays up ridiculous hours. Either can’t sleep, or like him working on something. He can’t be too upset being guilty of it too, and they have sort of bonded over staying up late together to work or watch something. Still when waking her up the next morning is impossible he gets annoyed. -He is the ultimate worrier over other people. He knows she’s the best at handling crime in Johto, but she won’t tell anyone about her methods! Then she comes home scrapped up, or heavily wounded somedays casually saying,”Eh I’ve had worse”, while freaking limping through the door! They have numerous talks about her needing to be more safe, hardly anything changes. -There’s the rare times someone labeled as a high level threat will go missing. He always asks if Karen knows about it, and gets a shrug as a response. He wants to know, but he also doesn’t. -Other times he hears a convict was bailed out by a mysterious person. Then he’ll see them around though with an actual job. They also seem to be doing better. Again Karen says she knows nothing about it, but will keep an eye on the situation. He knows she knows something, and wants to step in though it seems to be working???? Should he get involved in whatever this is??? Karen stop making him question how to champion dang it! -It doesn’t really drive him as nuts as it did, but he does think therapy would be helpful. She’s so much better, yes, but he really thinks it’d be helpful. I mean maybe she wouldn’t have to take sleeping pills to fall asleep, could actually be herself more easily around people, and for the love of arceus stop saying certain things in the wrong enviroment. He thinks she just needs to find the right person, and be open to the idea. Whether the latter will ever happen he questions.

Everyone: -Sometimes she disappears to go “handle something”, as she puts it, without telling anyone anything before hand. Usually they’ll wake up in the morning, and there’s a note on the fridge saying,’had to go to __ for job. Be back ___” and that’s all they get. Sometimes its a whole different region! Unlike when first being in the league she’s being honest these days initially only doing it to annoy Lance. While it is rare anyone makes it to her chamber the pressure is on to make sure things stay that way. -Trouble steals things from everyone, and there is practically no way to stop him unless you catch him in the act. They’ve all learned to keep needed things hidden.

#head cannons #johto league #(I feel half of Lane's stress comes from Karen)#(a big compilation I've been working on)

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thesoundofmadness · 7 years

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Memory Loss (Lloyd Reader oneshot)

"LLOYD! WATCH OUT!" Y/n calls out as she jumps infront of him to take the time punch for him. She feels something like a intense shock and flys backward onto the hard concrete of the road. Her head hits the ground first, then her arm. "Y/N!" Everyone calls out. Lloyd runs over and picks her up. Tears fill his eyes. Her vison blurred. Everyone else just stood there, stunned and not knowing what to do. She starts to whisper into his ear. "Lloyd....please defeat the Time Twins. For Ninjago, for Master Wu, for your Dad, for me....please" She then looks the blonde boy in his eyes. He places his hand on her cheek and kisses her. It was a way for him to tell her he loved her before she fell unconscious. She realeses the kiss and hugs him again. "I love you....." She says quietly before she falls limp in his arms. Tears continued to fall as her hugged her tightly. "Y/n...no.....you're the most important person to me. More important than anyone else. Please....no! He sat there and cried into her shoulder fora few minutes. Everyone ran over. "Oh no...." "Y/n!" "First Zane, then Dad, then Master Wu and now Y/n. Why? Why? What did I do to deserve this?! Why?! It should have been me! Not Y/n! Why?!" He then wiped his tears away. "No. We have to stop the time twins. I have to stop them. " He handed the (h/c) (hair colored) girl over to Kai, drew his sword and pointed it at the time twins. All he could think about was Y/n. All he could feel was anger He ran towards the time twins. Aderinline was pulsing through his body. As he fought, flashbacks played infront of him like a movie. For about 3 minutes (pretty much as long as the song is) he fought the time twins. He then finally knocked them down to the ground, took the timeblades, used the reversal one on Y/n to get her to stop rapidly aging, then opening back the time portal and everyone went through it.

*timeskip*

Lloyd woke up in his room. He got up from the light green bed and stretched. It has been 5 months since Y/n got knocked unconscious and put in a coma. Those past few months hadn't been the best for anyone, more specficly Lloyd. He just felt like something was missing. He knew what was missing was Y/n. Ever since the accident with the time twins, his world just hasnt been as bright and colorful as it was when Y/n was there. It just didn't feel right at all. He then walked out of the room to the kitchen, made some cearal and ate it. There was this lingering feeling that this whole thing, was his fault. He felt this before. He first felt it when his dad died and then when he got possessed by Morro. This time it was different. This time it was stronger than before. When he feels like this, he distracts himself from the feeling untill it goes away but he just couldn't stop thinking about what happened to Y/n. It sucked thinking about it all the time and feeing like that but he just could not shake it. He got up from his spot, washed out the bowl and put it by the sink. He then walked over to Y/ns room. He's been avoiding going in there since the accident. He took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in. He moved her legs and sat on the bed next to them. Y/n was asleep peacefully. It was adorable. It was like looking at a flower ready to bloom, even though this flower wasnt ready to bloom yet. He missed her smile, the way her hair smelled after a shower, how they would always stay up 'till like 3 am watching MLP on netflix (If you dont like MLPm screw you. MLP is awesome), them training together, everything. He hated not being able to do anything. He felt like he should have done something. He didn't know what but just something to let her know he was there. It wasn't right without her there. There was no one to tell him the most insteresting things at dinner, no one to joke around with, no one. When he does it with someone else it just doesnt feel right. He sighed. "It sure is weird without you here Y/n." He says. " I know you cant hear me and I dont except you to hear me, but I just need to get this out." He went on to explain some stuff about how much he misses her, how when she wakes up, he would tell her his feelings for her and that kind of things. Y/n stirred. Lloyd raised an eyebrow. Must be because she's been stiff for the past 5 months. He thought. She stirred again and slowly opened her eyes. "Y/N?!" Lloyd tried not to yell but accidently yelled. She grabbed her head. "Agh. Please d-dont be so loud. My head hurts really bad." "Uh.. s-s-sorry! I was j-just surpised thats all." He says with a chuckle. "Its okay. Um..forgive me for asking but who are you and who is Y/n?" He was shocked at first but them remember she got a pretty bad concussion so got over it quickly. Shit what do I say?! "You look and sound familer but I just cant put my finger on it." He started playing with his fingers. "Uh...you are Y/n and i'm Lloyd. We were uh...." I could tell her that she was my GF and save having to explain my feelings to her. Nah that wouldn't be right. "We were what?" She asks. Her beautiful (e/c) (eye color) eyes were looking at him with confusion. "We were uh friends. Yeah! Friends before you lost your memory." "Ohhh. That explains some stuff. Alright Lloyd. You seem trustworthy and I feel like I should trust you so I'll believe you. Now where are we?" "Uh we are in your room in the Airjeztu Temple. Come on,lets go to the living room so I can explain some stuff that you need to know. Let me help you up." He says with a smile. She smiles back. She swung her legs over the bed and tried to stand. She just fell back onto the (f/c) (favorite color) bed. Lloyd put his arm on her lower back and pushed her up. She leaned onto Lloyd for support. "Try to take it easy okay? I dont want you getting hurt again." "How long was I out?" "5 months" Her eyes widened when she heard that. "5 months?! Must of been a pretty bad accident" "Y-yeah it was. Just be glad you didnt die. If you did I wouldn't know what to do." "What do you mean by that?" He blushed. "N-nothing! L-let's go to the living room. She gave him a 'are you sure about that?' look but then brushed it off. They just met, or re-met, she didn't want to get to deep into his bissnus.

"So you're telling me, we are ninja. We have these 'elemental powers' that allow us to do certain things. You're the Master of Energy and I'm the Master of (element)?" "Yep. We go around protecting Ninjago from bad guys. We're actually pretty good at it." "And we defeated alot of people using them?" "Yea." "Apart of me is telling me not to believe you, while another is telling me you're saying the truth. Are you really telling the truth?" Lloyd made a little energy in his hand. "Woah. You arnt lying." "I'm not one to lie. How is your head?" "It still hurts but not as much as it did at first" Y/n took a sip of her tea. "Are there any other elemental masters on our team? Or in general?" "Yeah! Theres Kai Master of Fire, Jay Master of Lighting, Cole Master of Earth, Zane Master of Ice and Nya Master of Water. There's also our sensei, Master Wu and my mom Misako but they arnt elemental masters." "Oh. Okay. Where are they?" "Well, you see. We help run a tea shop in Ninjago City. They are there now. I stayed back because there needed to be someone here to make sure something doesnt happen to you." "Do they know i'm awake?" "No, not yet. I still need to tell them." "Why dont you do it right now? I dont mind." "Well, i kinda wanna make it a surpise. I have not idea why I just do." "Okay! I'm okay with that!" She smiled at him and he smiled back. You have no idea how much I missed your smile (n/n) (nickname). Lloyd sighed. "Is something wrong Lloyd?" He shook his head. "It's nothing." "Are you missing the way I was before the accident you wont tell me about?" He looked at her with a shocked expersion. "H-how did you know that?!" "You just seemed like you were missing something. I know that look on your face, I just dont know how I know." He looked at her with a smile. "You'll figure it out. And yes, I'm missing you before the accident but I'll through it. Dont worry. I'll do everything I can to help you get your memory back alright?" She nodded. He pat her head as he heard voices outside. She blushed alittle. "Lloyd! We're home!" Cole called out. Y/n raised her eyebrow (if you cant just pretend you can) "Guys guess what!" "Did Y/n- HOLY CHRIST SHE DID WAKE UP" "Hi!" She waved to everyone. They all had there mouths open. "Why didnt you tell us?!" "I wanted it to be a surpise." "Okay okay, before anything. Y/n do you know who we are?" Kai asked. "Uh...you look familer but I dont think I know you. You guys are the rest of the Ninja right? Lloyd told me about you guys but I wanna make sure" They all nodded simultaneously. After re-introducing themselves, Zane did a check to make sure nothing was wrong/ broken. At dinner, the ninja caught you up to everything that happened. The snakes, the nindroids, the ghosts all that stuuf. (Except Nadakan. Only Jay can remember. He doesnt like talking about it.) They also explained how you lost your memory. "Wait what? We went back in time, I got hit with one of the 'timeblades' and got knocked out?" "Yeah pretty much." "While you flew back, you hit your arm and your head pretty badly. Your arm is fine now but your head, not so much. You got a concussion. That's why you lost your memory Y/n." "Ohhhhh okay. I understand now. Anything else I should know?" "Lloyd has a crush on you." "I DO NOT." Lloyd yelled after Kai said that. "Why'd ya kiss her right before she passed out then?" She blushed. Hard. So did Lloyd. Both of your faces where redder than Kai's gi. "Hahahhahaha. I'm just kidding. Lloyd never did that." For some reason, she felt like they were lying but just shrugged. "Uhhh......" "WELL IMMA GO TO BED NOW GOODNIGHT" Lloyd quickly got up, cleaned off his plate and left, still with the blush on his face. "Did he really kiss me?" "Yep. Dont tell him I told you that though." "Okay. I wont. Well, im gonna head off to bed too. Night Kai" "Night Y/n"

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