#GIVE ME BACK MY TEENS!! i still haven't taught them everything i could!!!!!!

[kimjiwoong]

dont wanna go to work nooo :((( 

[russellsppttemplates]

i !loved! your lando x teen daughter! do you think you could write smth similar maybe with like a first boyfriend or something like that? with any driver you want doesn’t have to be lando! nw if not xx

Note: thank you ✨️ I don't mind doing it for Lando (if you haven't noticed, I've been really in my Lando feels recently 🫣)

Matilda confided with you a few months ago that she thought she was falling in love with one of her friends and she thought he felt the same too, so you weren't too surprised when she said she wanted to invite him over for dinner, Lando being the first to suggest you do it at home, hoping for a more private setting for everyone.

When you both laid in your bed that night, you let your head rest on his chest and quesioned "are you- is everything okay? I'm not going to lie, I thought you'd have more of a reaction, let's put it that way. You know, about Matilda and the dinner with her boyfriend".

Apparently, your husband hadn't caught on quite the idea until then, "her boyfriend? He's her boyfriend?", he whisper shouted, straightening himself up and taking you with him, "woop- Careful, darling", you huffed.

"I thought he was a friend of hers", Lando argued, "she said "my boyfriend", handsome, maybe you didn't hear it", you argued back.

Lando thought about it for a bit, the quietness in the room slightly awkward while you drew shapes on his chest, "As much as I am not the biggest fan of having my baby girl suddenly all grown up and dating, I can't just throw a tantrum about it, can I?", he chuckled, "do I like the idea that some boy had charmed up our daughter? Maybe not, but we know he's a good kid, and if she really likes him, I should give him a chance, right?", he said, "is that so?", you checked over, "we had a few bumps in the way too, and I'm sure people who cared about you knew about them, so I'm not going to judge based on simple things. I never want her to be mistreated, and if I could protect her I would, but human relationships aren't that always linear".

"I still thank my lucky stars everyday that I have you with me", he said, puckering his lips so he could give you a big kiss, "that doesn't mean I will be all friendly though, it's still my baby girl", he grumbled.

At the dinner, Lando and you tried to keep it as easy going as possible, encouraging Fraser to do the same despite his frown and constant questions about a wide variety of topics. When you found him in the corridor coming back from using the bathroom, you pulled on his ear softly, "ouch! What was that for?", he whisper-yelled.

"You're scaring the poor boy with all those questions! What do you know about the postal service? And public transportation?", you questioned, "I'm just trying to get a sense of the guy who is stealing my sister away from me!", he admitted.

"You played together when you were kids!", you argued with him, sitting down on the stairs and pulling him to sit with you, "Fraser, before Matilda even thinks of leaving this house, she'll never be stolen by anyone. There's no boy that's going to take her away from us", you tapped his shoulder, hugging him close before getting up, "let's go, I bet if you actually asking him different things, you'll find that he's a good kid", you urged.

"So are you saying that whenever I bring a girl home, you'll be all cool too?", he teased you. Taking a deep breath, you looked at his eyes, very similar to his father's and reminding you how easy it would be to fall for them, "I will be gracious and get to know her properly - don't expect me to go all mama bear if you screw things up. I have taught you how to treat your partner!", you winked, kissing his cheek.

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[lucy90712]

babysitting- Gavi

"I know it's last minute but would you mind babysitting today your dad and I have to head out of town tonight we'll be back tomorrow morning I'll give you money for dinner and everything" my mum said on the phone 

"Of course I need to ask Pablo but I'm sure he'd be fine with it I'll let you know as soon as I've got a reply" I said 

It's not often that my parents ask me to babysit. My little brother Milo was a surprise to say the least but despite me being old enough to help out once he was born they very rarely ask and any time they do they always pay me like they would any other babysitter. I would love to just say yes to help them out but now that I live with Pablo in his house I don't think it's right for me to just have my brother with us without him knowing. All it took was a quick text and Pablo answered straight away saying that it was more than ok so I let my mum know she can come over whenever. 

It was then that I realised I wasn't at all ready I'd organised all of this while still in bed so I hopped out of bed and got ready at lightening speed and started on child proofing the house as best as I could. Seeing as Pablo and I are still in our teens and definitely not ready to have kids of our own his house isn't exactly child proof every piece of furniture seems to have sharp corners and there are plenty of uncovered plug sockets. Past me had thought that one day I may need to babysit so I did pre buy some things so all I had to do was find them and put them out. It took me quite a while but just as I finished doing as much as I could the doorbell rang and as soon as it was open I was nearly taken out by Milo who for someone so little has a lot of strength. My parents were in a rush but they gave me everything they have at home that I'd need before heading straight off to where they needed to be. 

In the way little kids do he had a ton of energy so I suggested we play with some of his toys that my mum had given me. It's been so long since I let my inner child take over that I think I had more fun playing with the cars and trucks pretending they were building all sorts of things than my brother did. Mostly it was just nice to see him as I've been so busy that I haven't spent as much time with my family as I should it's crazy how fast kids grow and develop new skills I feel like I'm with a whole new human not the kid I saw just a few months ago. As we were playing with some toy aeroplanes the front door opened and Pablo came in, usually I'm Milo's favourite person but as soon as you get Pablo in the mix I'm always long forgotten. Today was no different either as soon as Pablo had stepped into the living room he got the same greeting I did this morning but he saw it coming and picked up the charging child with ease. 

Despite just getting back from training Pablo suggested we go to the local park so I packed up a bag with some snacks while Pablo put Milo's shoes on which is a battle for anyone other than Pablo. We headed out and I was quickly left behind they went running off towards the park while I walked behind admiring their little bond. Pablo was definitely only running to not let Milo get too far away but as soon as they got to the road across from the park Milo stopped and waited for Pablo as he's been taught not to cross the road without holding someone's hand. They both waited for me so I jogged a bit to catch up but after that they were gone again heading towards the field to play football. As much as Pablo has spent his morning training and playing football he was still so excited to play with Milo who has just started going to practices on a weekend so was looking forward to having his new skills tested by a professional player. 

I let them play football together as my football skills leave a lot to be desired I think I may be worse than Milo who's only just started learning. Eventually I suggested that we go play in the play park which Milo seemed happy about and so did Pablo who needed a bit of a break from trying to match a toddlers energy levels. Milo wanted to go on the slides so I followed him and went up and down so many times I was starting to get dizzy. He then wanted to try the monkey bars but he's too small so I had to hold him as he went across which would be fine if I ever kept up with going to the gym but I don't so my arms got tired quite quickly. A point came where I couldn't hold him anymore so Pablo came to my rescue and suggested the swings. We took turns pushing Milo who was having the time of his life with his high we let him go, the sound of him giggling just melted my heart. 

Eventually we'd tired Milo out and he wanted to go home for dinner and then bed. He tried walking but he was just too tired so Pablo picked him up and carried him the whole way home. If the events of the day so far hadn't already melted my heart enough it definitely exploded with cuteness seeing Milo snuggle his face into Pablo's neck. Whenever the time comes Pablo is going to be the best father he's already so good with Milo and any other child he meets. The image of Pablo holding our baby the way he's holding Milo filled my brain and only made the smile on my face bigger. Of course we aren't ready to have our own children yet but days like these make me so excited for when that time comes being able to share all the amazing moments that having a child brings with the person who means the most to me is something I can't wait for. 

Once we made it home Milo just wanted to cuddle with me so Pablo took charge of cooking dinner but I did my best to help where I could. When the food was ready we all ate dinner together before I did Milo's bed time routine with him as I knew what my parents do with him every night. Pablo came back to join us when it was time for a bedtime story we both sat on the edge of the bed as I read Milo's favourite book while Pablo stroked his head until he was fast asleep. We both exited the room as quietly as possible avoiding all of the squeaky floorboards and pieces of furniture which are hard to see when the lights are off. 

We headed downstairs and both flopped back onto the sofa starting to feel the tiredness of keeping so active all day. This is half the reason we aren't ready to have kids of our own as I know we'd both be so tired at the end of the day and we like our sleep but we wouldn't get nearly enough of it. After gathering our thoughts for a second Pablo moved closer to me and got me to rest my head on his chest while he played with my hair that's falling out of the ponytail I put it in this morning. He pressed a kiss on the top of my head so I looked into his eyes which had that look in them the look they have when he's at his happiest.

"I'm exhausted but todays been amazing I can't wait to have kids of our own one day" Pablo said 

"I'm glad you say that as that's all I've been thinking about all day you are going to make the best dad when the time comes" I said 

"And you will be the best mum I just know it" he said 

"Right now though I think we wait a few years for kids I don't think I could do this every day kids are really draining" I said 

"Agreed how many kids would you actually want?" Pablo asked 

"I think at least 2 but not too many I know it's takes a toll on your body and I don't think I could handle having lots of kids" I said

"2 sounds perfect but we will have as many as you want it's your body so if 1 is enough then we will be a happy family of 3" he said 

"Until then I'm more than ok with just sticking to baby sitting" I said yawning 

"And practicing making babies" Pablo said which earned him a slap on the arm but he wasn't wrong practicing is fun 

[brucewaynehater101]

i want you to know that i scroll through your posts and interactions just to find all your fic recs and open new ao3 tabs.

your tim parenting Bruce au has destroyed me and I love it so much thank you for your service.

do you have any more particularly gut wrenching aus cooking up in your genius noggin?

Heeeey. How'd you know I had a new AU I haven't released yet?

But before we get into that, thank you for the compliments. Angst is my favorite flavor.

As far the AU, you know the saying, "You either die as a hero or live long enough to see yourself become the villain"?

I feel like that could fit Tim so well.

How I imagine the AU to start out would be Tim as Robin. He's in the batcave with Bruce as the man is showing him a particularly devastating case. Bruce, his mentor but not his father, turns to Tim with a grimmace.

"There's a reason we have a code, Tim."

They both glance at Jason's memorial and Bruce's hands start to shake.

"As much as we may want to give in to our desires and emotions, we can't stoop down to their level. There needs to be lines we won't cross, even for the greater good."

Azure eyes snap to arctic ones, begging for the younger to understand.

"We do this to protect others, even those who are twisted and foul. We aren't the judges or executioners."

Tim nods in agreement, and Bruce's shoulders lose a little of their tension. The older man pats the teen's shoulder in pride before his attention goes back to the murder case.

Tim, as Robin, had many interactions with Bruce that shaped who he was as a vigilante. How much force to apply when fighting, what lines to cross, and acceptable codes of conduct were taught to the kid in several instances. It didn't matter that Bruce himself had broken them or that, on very rare occasions, Dick also broke them. They were rules Tim was expected to follow, and they were reasonable lines. Of course, Tim did everything he could to meet those standards. He may have trained with Lady Shiva, and YJ may get into so whacky ordeals, but there's no excuse to go outside of those bounds.

It became difficult, though, when Jason beat Tim into the floor of Titan's Tower. When Jason, after hurting several family members, was welcomed back. It became a strain on Tim when Bruce enacted the 16th Birthday present fiasco or Tim found out about what the man had done to Dick (the bruise he left on Dick's face after Jason's passing). It was demanding to follow those rules when Damian came into the picture and when Dick handed him Robin.

When Tim found that painting of Bruce, when Dick and the JL turned their backs on him, when YJ wasn't there to support him, some part of Tim said "fuck it." Why should he follow standards he had to leash Bruce into obeying? The man wasn't even here anymore.

He still tried, but he gave less effort to it. He didn't want Bruce to find out when he returned after all.

But Tim? He never returned from that desert. As far as the Bats become aware after Tim sends them the data for Bruce and then blows up the bases, Tim died in the explosions he caused.

And the rest of the AU goes into Tim exploring how the guidelines Bruce gave him were bullshit, so he slowly starts to let more and more go until he has no moral bounds anymore. He's seen Bruce, Jason, Damian, Barbara, Alfred, and Dick all break one or more of these "rules" that were placed on Tim. So why should Tim go along with it?

What does it matter if he betrays, manipulates, tortures, and kills if it saves the most people? What does it matter if he commits suffering if he's helping people?

Until, one day, Bart and Kon are on the other side of the battlefield from Tim. While Bart is steadfast in defeating Tim (no matter how much it pains him), Kon is devastated that Tim never told him he was alive. He doesn't even care that Tim is a villain. If he had just asked, Kon would've joined him.

It's too late now. Bart needs Tim to stop, Tim can't let Kon join him, and Kon is torn between his duty and his friend.

So Tim does what he always does, he sacrifices himself. He allows them to take him into holding, executes his plan to murder all villains left, places restrictions on the JL (so they'll never hurt anyone the way they hurt Tim and abandoned his friends again), and then Tim disappears. Bart opposing Tim was the sign that Tim was in the wrong. He knows that. If he wasn't, Bart would've been on Tim's side no matter how morally grey he got.

Tim had crossed into the black.

He became what he always feared he might one day be.

[swiftfootedachilles]

Hello, hello, I am back once againnnnn 🎉

Just saw your newest AutisticMickey HCs and I'm fucking addicted to them. Do you have more HCs for when they're still on the first seasons of the show? Thank you!!!

hellooooo!

oof season 1 my little babies

i think mickeys inability to self regulate his emotions specifically in the earlier seasons is a combination of autism and toxic masculinity. he could have self regulated if he was taught to... but terry encouraged his outbursts because the only emotion any man was allowed to show in that house was anger. being with ian, learning to unmask, and accepting himself are the first steps to self regulating. and it makes sense he would regress when planning his wedding and in mid-covid-s11 because those are very stressful situations thats hes not prepared or scripted ahead of time

i genuinely dont know what i think happened between "i need to see you" and them getting caught by kash. i presume they were at the store for a while before being caught. maybe an hour? spending most of it talking? maybe ian laying his soul bare, telling mickey all about monica and why he loves her yet doesnt want her back. mickey saying he gets it, his dad obviously sucks and his mom wasnt the best. sometimes she would tell terry shes sick of his shit and run out only to return a week later and pretend it never happened. and he says that ian will be fine waiting out the time until monica decides to fuck off again - because hes strong like that. and ian is strong, but hes too upset to think straight right now

maybe mickey wants to take his mind off everything, direct him by changing the subject to asking if ian wants to go shooting after work ("you still haven't shown me your gun skills, firecrotch. wanna see what those army bitches taught you). in my ideal world, maybe this is when they have their first kiss... but eventually they fall back into old routine like the horny teenagers they are, and thats when kash interrupts them and everything goes to shit

i personally believe mickey was giving ian head as early as s1, definitely in s2. i think its silly to assume he wouldnt just because he distanced himself emotionally from ian by not kissing him. he knows hes gay, hes just scared of getting attached because he knew he would make a mistake and get caught (which is exactly what happened in s3). theyre horny teens. theyre gonna give and receive oral sex. we see every other character have sex every which way, let mickey give bjs

the sleepover was absolutely makeout central. and they definitely shared mickeys bed, when they eventually passed out in a high, sweaty, naked heap at 4am

[golbrocklovely]

personal rant incoming lol

tw: mentions of suicide/self esteem issues but isnt about that, mostly just me bitching about my mother

i love my mom with all of my heart. i literally take care of her as much as humanly possible. she does so much for me and continues to do so much for me. i literally tell her i love her every time i leave my room and pass hers. anytime we finish talking i tell her i love her. that's how we've always been towards one another. her, me, and my brother.

BUT I SWEAR SOMETIMES SHE WANTS ME TO PROVE HER DEEPEST FEAR RIGHT: that she's a bad mother and that i secretly blame her for everything wrong in my life.

there have been times when my mom will do the whole "well i guess i'm a terrible mother" act when i complain about my life, or a lot of times she will blame how both me and my brother treat ourselves on her not teaching us how to love ourselves. for example my brother struggles with self esteem issues that he's had since he was a teen. but my mom loves to turn him literally talking about wanting to end his own life and make it about herself. she'll say shit like "i didn't teach him well enough that's why he feels the way he does." and the same thing with me and my suicidal issues. i haven't had any in a long time, but she constantly will turn things of that nature and be self-deprecating almost about it, making it seem as if she didn't do enough, when she did. hell i was suicidal as a kid bc i never told her what i was going thru and when i reached out finally, she did everything in her power to make it right.

and yet she still plays this game of "oh i guess i'm a terrible mother" when i complain about my life or maybe even something she did.

recently i realize that i have become the parent in this household. i'm trying to hold everyone together and i just fucking hate it. i don't want kids bc i've had to parent my own mom for years, if i'm honest. i've had to take care of her since i was young. i had to learn to take care of myself since i was kid bc my brother was always sick and i just didn't get the attention i think i needed at the time.

maybe that's why i went into theater lol

but i am…. so tired, of having to be the strong one. of having to find solutions to problems i didn't make. to having to take care of the house just bc my brother was never taught to put shit in the trash or bc he's too depressed to do it or bc my mom literally can't do it bc she's disabled. and i'm not upset at them. not fully at least. i don't blame my mom for what she can't do. the same thing with my brother. but fuck… i am exhausted.

i just got into an argument with her bc i said i wanted to move out at some point. bc i'm 27 and don't want to live with her and my brother forever. but i said that i would most likely, even if i did move out, have to give some of my paycheck to the house bc my mom doesn't work and neither does my brother. and we're only living off of my dad's life insurance and social security which is gonna run out soon.

and then she started going on this long ass speech of like "oh you think it's easy out there but it's not, you'll just come back here in the end anyway," ect. and i just kept saying like i know it's not easy to live on your own. but it was just the way she was saying it like i'm a kid that pissed me off. and then she started shitting on my job and the fact i work in retail and don't make a lot bc i only work part time. and i just kept agreeing with her to a point but she kept… making it seem like i wasn't getting it.

and then my brother came upstairs to see what we were yelling about and ALL OF SUDDEN she goes "do you guys even appreciate the fact that we got money from dad's retirement? bc that was supposed to be my money and i could have easily kept it." she also had said earlier "i could have kicked you guys out at 18, but i didn't." and i'm just thinking in my head do you want a gold star?? but i didn't say that.

basically, i think my mother thought that i wasn't being appreciative of her and whatnot just bc i said i don't want to live with her forever. she's always kinda had an issue with me wanting to leave, especially since i've been saying it since i was in my early 20s if not before. but i've never said in a malice way, just more like oh i can't wait to be on my own.

i've always been independent, mostly bc i had to be. and now that i want to be, there's an issue.

but i HATE that she brought up the money bc i had to bring up to her that clearly both me and my brother care about this family bc before my dad died me and my brother both gave almost all of our bonds away to this family, equaling out to 1000+ dollars by both of us, so that we could pay bills since my dads paycheck wasn't cutting it. that money was meant for me and my brother alone. our grandparents gave that to us to have for when we were older and not living here anymore. basically as an insurance policy. one that we don't have anymore bc all but one a piece are gone.

not to mention when i started working i would give my barely $100 paycheck over almost completely. same thing with my brother. he was working full time, make $800 biweekly, and all of that went to family expenses.

so for her to say that just feels like a kick in the stomach. i love my family. but fuck… i gotta move out. and i mean it. or i'm gonna end up in the fucking looney bin, i swear.

i know some of this might sound jokey but i'm actually crying while writing this. like i just want things to get better, but i swear i feel like i'm drowning and no one can help me. i know my mom is just in a mood and is a bit tipsy, but i just hate hearing her say that. don't push your own insecurities about being a mom onto me. i haven't done anything wrong.

and then she wonders why i don't want kids at all. i never got to fully be one, if it wasn't me being ignored it was me being suicidal since i was 13.

why is it that everyone else can treat me like shit and say mean things but i have to be the bigger person? what has that gotten me?

i think i also wanted to add that i do appreciate everything i have gotten in my life and i know that my life has been a lot easier than others. but me complaining about how it is going now or literally just me being upset about whatever is happening in my life doesn't take away from the privilege i have had. i know that. but it feels like my mom just reads between lines that aren't there. i don't blame her for how things have played out, but that doesn't mean i cant complain regardless.

[ectonurites]

hey! how knowledgeable are you on stephanie brown? because i got in a bit of an argument with a dc fan on reddit who claims she's all these awful things, but im still relatively new to steph and i want to see what was true and what wasn't. link to screenie right here: https://ibb.co/vh6CYCJ

these may be matters of opinion, but even then, i'd like to know your take. i haven't read her firsthand often enough and i trust your judgement over this random redditor who seems to have some sort of blonde-woman related trauma left untapped.

I'm not necessarily the most knowledgable on her in the world, but I do know a decent amount because she's one of my absolute faves and I love her

But ohhhh boy that screenshot is a lot.

I will say that several of the things this person brings up are based in canon but are taken in the worst faith and framed in the way that makes her look as bad as possible, if that makes sense? It’s ripping things away from any context, because there's a very clear bias against her here.

I'll go through it point by point under the cut

First of all though before digging into this, I want to make it clear she was a 15 year old for the majority of the things this person is talking about. Like just pause for a second and remember she’s a 15 year old victim of abuse. That is something that I think factors into a lot of her behavior! Anyways, I kinda while doing this got into a ranty 'talking at you' format in response to the person who wrote all that, so don't take any of this as me yelling at you who asked the question/you anyone reading this.

"She always acted entitled" - Saying Steph is entitled is absolutely ridiculous to me. Stephanie grew up with a very unstable childhood due to her dad frequently being in prison and her mom dealing with a drug addiction, living in a lower class part of the city. Tim is entitled. I don’t mean that as like a bad thing about him, but he is based on his living situation, she is not. She has wanted life to be better for herself and her mom, and is determined about that, but she is not and does not act entitled.

(Secret Origins 80 Page Giant)

"and stubborn" - I will give you stubborn though, that one is true. She’s stubborn as hell! I don’t really see that as a bad thing though, pretty much every bat is stubborn?

"demanding that Batman and Robin accept her untrained ass" - Steph may have been untrained in fighting but she's shown to have exceptional gymnastics skills from the start, and at one point Bruce even says that with the right training she could be as good if not better than Tim (in Robin #88)! So like... her realizing she enjoys trying to be a hero after she tried it out to deal with her personal business, so she looks to the local experts… and is determined about it… how is that a bad thing? It’s also not like she walked up to them and said ‘im perfect as i am let me in’ what she wanted was a chance to be a hero. But she also wasn't even really looking for approval, either, not having Batman's blessing was never going to stop her. ("So excuse me if I don't jump when you bark, Batman." in Robin #16) Later when Bruce does bring her in to train (and she also gets to train with the BoP) she's excited! She’s stubborn about wanting to be in the hero business, but it’s not like she’s unwilling to work for it.

"advocating leaving criminals to die because they 'deserve it'" - She’s a 15 year old who grew up knowing firsthand how dangerous Gotham criminals can be because of her dad, of course off the bat when they’re in a dangerous situation where any of them could die (because that’s the context here, this is in Robin #35 where they’re trapped in some super dangerous snow) she thinks they shouldn’t go back for another criminal who just tried to kill them and should instead save themselves. But she also literally WITHIN THAT SAME ISSUE then says she realized she learned something after listening to Tim and trying to save the guy! In the same issue! Characters in a story aren’t supposed to be perfect from the start… they learn things along the way???

(Robin #35)

"trying to steal from the shops they just stopped from being burglarized" - She’s 15 and doesn’t have a ton of money. She was gonna take two sodas, and when Tim said not to do it she paid with very little fuss. They stopped people who were robbing the place at gunpoint for prescription drugs. If you can’t understand the difference in severity between those things like… I do not even know where to start. (this situation is in Robin #56 btw)

"forcing physical affection onto Tim despite his visible discomfort and repeated objections (not even stopping when he told her he had a girlfriend)" - This one I will give you because she did cross boundaries with all that! But I do also want to clarify that she didn't start coming onto him until after Tim kissed her first (in Robin #5) while not telling her he had a girlfriend. That doesn’t excuse her later actions but for the first issue that she’s coming onto him from her perspective he expressed interest and she was just returning it! She even specifically says 'Maybe I should pay you back for saving my life the same way you paid me' (in Robin #16) before kissing him. That first time she kissed him unprompted was under essentially the same circumstances he kissed her unprompted, and she literally did not know about Ariana until after the fact. From that point once she knew about Ari she definitely should have backed off and she didn’t, that’s a very fair thing to criticize about her as a character. But Tim lead her on first, and I feel a lot of people like to casually forget that when talking about this situation. The way this is phrased of ‘not even stopping when he told her-‘ implies she was repeatedly doing the bad behavior before he told her, which is not the case. She still did bad things here but don’t misrepresent the situation.

"And lashing out at Tim, her mother, and her classmates in violent fits of anger" - Every comic book character lashes out at other people for the sake of drama like, I dare you to come up with a well-known superhero character who hasn’t done shit like that to a partner/family/friends in a moment of high tension/stress?

"She treated the girls around her like they were stupid bitches" - frankly this ones a little too vague like, I'm not sure off the top of my head exactly what they're talking about? in that era right around her pregnancy and stuff I really don't recall her being mean with other girls? I could be forgetting something I guess but the closest I can think of is a bit after this period of time when she has the confrontation with Greta in Young Justice but that was Greta attacking her first, not the other way around.

"got insanely jealous if Tim so much as expressed concern about another girl" - Steph getting jealous and thinking Tim was cheating isn’t that crazy when STEPHANIE BASICALLY WAS THE OTHER GIRL DURING TIM’S LAST RELATIONSHIP? Tim has cheated a little bit before! Tim cheated on Ari with both Jubilee from Marvel (during a crossover thing where he even mentions Ari specifically so it’s not like this was out of continuity/a setting she wasn't an issue or something) and also with Steph. While most of the kissing between them was Steph coming onto Tim which I wouldn’t count as cheating on his end, he did still kiss her which I would count. Not to mention that the jealousy thing (I imagine they’re talking about the instance with Star, the girl who taught Tim to skateboard, this arc of stuff starts in Robin #80 and continues for a few issues) is happening during the time she’s dating him while she still doesn’t even know his real name. He literally has a whole other life she doesn’t know about, and is someone who has initiated romantic moments with other girls while in a relationship multiple times before! With that in mind I don’t think a 16 (she's def 16 by this point) year old girl being kinda paranoid about how he interacts with girls he might know in his civilian life is that unreasonable? The later big instance with jealousy is the Darla situation- where Steph sees Darla kiss him and gets mad about it (and doesn’t talk to him about it) and thats what prompts her to become Robin. The important thing to remember about Steph in this time frame is that DC decided she had to die and they wanted to make her Robin first to drum up more attention for that death. They were doing ooc things with her to set those pieces in motion, and that needs to be taken into account. I think her getting upset about seeing something like that isn’t even ooc, but her using it as motivation to become Robin and not even saying anything to him about it is. In the earlier instance where she’s upset/jealous about Star, she does communicate to him what’s going on at least a little bit on the rooftop after they’d saved her. She makes it clear the thing she was upset about is that she feels like she can’t trust him because she doesn’t really know him while he knows everything about her, and that’s why she thinks he’s cheating. Her reaction to the Darla thing is not in line with how earlier in canon Steph would have handled the same situation, because they wanted her to die and needed a way to explain her becoming Robin.

"and expressed that jealousy by accusing him of cheating and throwing things at him" - I just addressed the cheating stuff but the throwing things was fucking slapstick oh my god this is a comic book for kids/teens like. ah yes this is horrible abuse in this little funny montage of how Steph wants him to leave her alone because she’s mad at him and he refuses to give her space

(Robin #82)

I don’t think anyone at DC or even in fandom would/should try to argue she’s perfect, because she’s not! And I don’t want her to be because perfect characters are boring. Steph is flawed, Steph has been compared in canon to Robin-era Jason by Cass & Bruce

(Detective Comics #790)

And I think these highlight some of her very real flaws that are an interesting part of her character. These plus her stubbornness and determination are part of what makes her her.

And for fuck's sake the world was mean to her, and to act like it wasn’t is just blatantly ignoring a lot. A criminal father who made her life really difficult (‘when my dad was mad at me he’d lock me in the closet!’), that time she got kidnapped for two weeks and her mom had left her (a 15 year old) alone at home so long she didn't even find out it happened (in text Steph says Crystal was visiting friends, a lot of people interpret that as her mom possibly being in rehab for her addictions again), that whole thing about how one of her dad’s friends tried to sexually assault her as a child, also just how due to her dad's work sometimes criminals would be living in their house (Literally the fucking Riddler at one point!), the fact that we as an audience watched her get tortured for several days because a plan she tried to enact to prove herself backfired since Batman didn’t trust her with important information (something Selina even calls him out on in her internal narration), like… sorry but in what way is all that not the world being mean to her?

She was Robin, she dated Robin, she likes Eggplant (because purple would've looked stupid), and makes jokes. She’s also impulsive, headstrong and determined, and wants to prove to herself and others that she can be more than just the daughter of a shitty criminal, that she can actually be a force to do good in the world.

She’s a complex character, and nobody is required to like her, but to act like she doesn’t have a single redeeming trait is ridiculous. You could write a paragraph like that with the worst moments of basically any character and make them look like shit if that's what you were setting out to do.

[pretoriafics]

Russian Roulette - Pt. 5

In this series, you will find: Alternative Universe, Soulmate plot, Angst, Fluff. n this chapter, you will find: You and Derek think that you got a clue about the alpha, and you'll go investigate. Word count: 1.701 Pairings: Reader x Platonic!Stiles; Reader x Derek Original characters of this chapter: None. Warnings: English is not my main language <3 Yeah, it was based on Russian Roulette by Rihanna Russian Roulette series: Chapter Four | Chapter Six RUSSIAN ROULETTE MASTERLIST TEEN WOLF MASTERLIST

It wasn't so hard to explain what happened in the school. Actually, Scott made all the work telling that Derek was trying to kill all of you. You said to the authorities that you received a message from Scott and, thinking that he had some kind of problem, you went there to help. You haven't said you saw Derek or something because you would feel awful to incriminate an innocent. So, you just simply said that you did not see anything and took the kids out of school. Sebastian was so proud of you that he said to everyone that the girl who took the teenagers out of school was his Au Pair.

While you're doing the children's laundry, you have begun to think about the message you had received yesterday, falsely attributed to Scott and who took you to school. Well, you could track the origin of the messages and find out something that could help you to find the Alpha. Yeah, it could work!

You call Stiles, to talk about your idea, and then, you go to his house.

"How do you learned to track this?"

Stiles was looking at you, curious, while you enter his house. You gave him a smile.

"I had a hacker phase. But don't worry, I can't do more than this and change another's person Facebook password."

You go upstairs and Stiles opens his bedroom door. Both of you almost had a heart attack when you saw Derek there. You curse in your main language, with your hand in your chest.

"You scared me!"

Stiles put his hands up looking at Derek.

"Calm down, ok, she knows the truth."

Hale's green eyes got narrow, and he gave a step forward to Stiles's direction. He wasn't happy at all.

"What the hell you think you're doing, Stiles?! We can't put one more person into all that shit!"

It was your turn to gave a step forward to Derek and Stiles's direction. Your gaze meets Derek's eyes.

"Calm down, Stiles and Scott didn't tell me anything. I'd found out by myself."

Derek analyzes you. You weren't lying. He put his guard down and nod with his head, and you put yourself in front of Stiles's laptop. Stiles and Derek approach you, looking at the laptop's screen.

"Okay, Derek, I'll tell you my idea: We will track the origin of the messages that the kids and I had received to get to the school. I think it could give us a clue about the Alpha."

Hale arch his eyebrows, looking at you. You were smart.

"Sounds good." He said, and you give him a soft smile.

You start to push a few buttons on the laptop. A few minutes later, the localization was on the screen: It came from the Hospital, and who sent the messages was Melissa McCall.

"It can't be right." Said Stiles, with his hand on his head. He was scared "We should tell Scott?"

"Not yet." You heard Derek's voice "We need to investigate it first."

Stiles nods.

"Okay, we'll go now?"

You got up from the chair, your eyes narrowed.

"We? Oh, no, no." You approach Stiles and cross your arms "You'll go to the lacrosse game, and be a common teenager. I'll solve this."

"But you-"

"Stiles. No."

"Damn!"

"But you can't go by yourself." You heard Derek said, looking at you.

"Okay, so..." You took your phone from Stiles's desk and look at Hale "I'll send you a message, and we'll go together."

"Oh, look! The repair of your car is great! I can't even notice that I hit it."

It was the first thing you notice when you saw Derek's car. You sit in the passenger seat, and he looks at you.

"It wasn't that bad." He turns the car on and, now, you are going to the Hospital "How do you found out about... everything?"

You think it's better to hide some details of the story, at least until you find out about your marks and about the ginger lady. That's the reason you replies:

"It was because of that day in the woods. I thought it was just a nightmare, but then I analyzed it. So I met a guy, who taught me a few things."

"What guy? Chris Argent?"

He glares at you with his eyes narrowed, clearly suspicious about you.

"No. Haytham Conwell. He said to me that I need to stay away from you and Scott, and said that I can't trust you."

Despite your denial, Derek's still suspicious about you. His serious face is focused on the road.

"Maybe he's right."

"I don't think so."

He arches his eyebrows.

"Why not?"

"Because you've saved my life. I'm not the kind of person who forgets people who help me. So... Thank you. I owe you one."

You had clearly taken him by surprise. His body became less tense, and his expression softened.

"Stiles was close to me when you call him." He said, with his guard down at least a little. "We had just caught Scott, he was out of control that night because of the full moon. But when he listened to your voice... He just runs to help you. Those kids love you."

"I know." You gave him a soft smile "I love them too. It's an odd part of being Au Pair, you know? You just have your maternal instincts higher to another level, and then the kids become just like they are your own."

It was Derek's turn to let escape a soft smile. Since you entered Stiles's bedroom, Derek was watching your heartbeats, to make sure you aren't a liar. But you're not. You're just... too good for this wild supernatural world.

Derek parks his car in front of the hospital. You let out a long sigh.

"Okay," You said, looking at his green eyes "I'll come in. I'll call you if I found something."

He nods positively with his head for you, and you go out of the car. Derek had sent to you a few information before you got into his car, like the name of the nurse of his uncle and where are his bedroom. You enter the hospital with all that info in mind, and you go directly to Peter's bedroom. But he isn't there. That's the time you take your phone and call Derek.

"Uh, I'm sure I'm in the correct bedroom, and there's no one here."

"Damn, get out, he's the Alpha!"

Crap.

"You shouldn't be here."

You look to your right and see the nurse.

"Oh, there you are! You give me a lot of troubles with that bullet, you know?"

You look to your left and there he is, Peter Hale, with part of his face burnt.

"I would love to give you more problems than it."

"You know what? I think you're pretty brave for a human. I mean, I could have killed you that night in the woods but I just wanted to play a little."

Derek appears, running and putting himself in front of you.

"(Y/N), get out."

Peter and Derek roared to each other, and the nurse behind you took a dagger out of her clothes. Then, a shiver spread all over your body with a cold feeling. What was that sensation?

Derek attacks Peter, and the nurse tries to hit you with the dagger. Surprisingly, you deflect and hold his wrist, hitting her in the face with your elbow. The nurse staggered back with your hit, and you don't waste the opportunity: You hit her in the face with your right punch, and then you did the same with your left punch. As a final hit, you kick her chest and she fell back. His head hit's a glass table, and she stays unconscious.

You look at your hands, scared. You don't know how to fight like that. What the hell has happened?

The sound of a body falling on the floor push you off your own thoughts. When you turn back, you see that Peter had thrown Derek on the floor. He's bleeding. Instinctively, you push your gun and shoot at Peter. Your shoots didn't hit him, and he catches you by your neck, raising you from the floor.

"There's nothing more dangerous than a brave dumb, don't you think?"

He throws you against the wall, and you fell to the floor. There, while you try to compose yourself, you see Peter walking in Derek's direction.

"I didn't know what I was doing when I killed Laura, I'd lost control! Look, we're a family. We don't need to fight. Think about it."

Peter walks to his nurse and takes her in his arms. He looks at you.

"See you soon, (Y/N)."

After Peter leaves, you stood up and walk to Derek. He has stood up already and has blood on his shirt. He was hurt.

"Do you will heal?" You ask him, looking at the huge cut on his belly.

"Yeah, but slowly because it was made by an Alpha."

"We better take care of it, so. I have some first aid at home. I'll hide you in my bedroom, so, please, you need to stay quiet because I don't wanna be fired."

Derek arch his eyebrows. He wasn't used to this kind of thing.

"I'm used to take care of myself."

"But you don't have to do this all the time, okay? Let me take care of it. Don't worry. I owe you one, remember?"

The smile you gave him just throw away every sort of excuse and argument he could have to say to you. You turn yourself and, while you were walking, you said:

"I'll drive!"

And what choices did he have? He just follows you and listening to your heartbeat, trying to catch all kinds of lies. But he can't detect anything. Actually, he hasn't any reason to get suspicious about you, but life has taught him that he needs to be careful with people. But based on all of the things he saw and know about you, who was just a few ones, you are just a common woman.

Okay, he would give you a chance to gain his trust.

[justhereforfanfiction]

Lost - Logan x MC

Angst, approximately 2, 500 words.

Hi. This is my first ever fanfiction, so any feedback is welcome! Although I haven't posted any fanfictions on there other than this one, I will likely branch out from Choices on Wattpad and if you are interested in that, maybe you could look at my account? It's @ GalaxyGirl20671! Again, feedback including constructive criticism is welcome, and I hope you like it! I think it helps 'set the mood' if you do listen to the song, but in no way do you have to! I hope you enjoy. 😊

I know I didn't use every lyric but that's because I didn't want to use repeated lines in case it became repetitive.

Song - Lost by Freya Ridings

*I know I use 'Ellie' in this instance but it just represents the MC - to me, it feels a bit detached to use 'Y/N' - but feel free to self-insert if you wish! :)*

 'Standing on the platform, watching you go...'

Ellie stood at the turn - in at the end of her block, watching as a sleek, black-striped yellow sports car slid out of its slot into the street. Almost as easy as it had come into her life, she supposed, on that less-than-fateful day. But she knew that that was not the case, just as she knew the boy whose spark plug necklace was slipped under her t-shirt, guarding her rapidly beating heart.

'It's like no other pain I've ever known'

That same heart ached at even the concept of him leaving her side, yet somehow there the reality was painted, harsh and monochrome against the bold, colourful canvas of what had been her hopes and dreams for the two of them. Although with him, those dreams could have been driving around the city or sat in some reincarnation of his loft eating takeout from Kelso's, and it would still make her feel as though she was graduating from a hundred- no, a thousand - Langstons. Her sense of loss was so strong it manifested itself as physical pain - a common symptom of undergoing stress, she seemed to remember from one of their late-night 'study sessions', the knot in her stomach tightening at the fond, soon-to-be-bittersweet memory.

'To love someone so much, to have no control...'

Ellie could still feel her whole body pulse gently, perhaps not entirely from her emotions (although those threatened to overwhelm her), but from the intensity and fierceness of their last embrace before he left. That had been out of her hands, he had wanted to keep her safe - but her father pulling a gun on him only pushed the situation further out of her grasp. It seemed she had come full circle - from her cop father controlling her life to her breaking free, her forgiving him again, and back to him commanding the one thing she loved beside him; the boy with the car. Couldn't she have one untarnished goodbye out of the many to remember him by, without someone accusing them of something? Ellie's dad had only been trying to protect her, and she knew that - but her first everything had been putting HER first as well, being noble for Gods' sake! Even if it didn't feel like it to her...

'You said "I wanna see the world", and I said "Go"'

The look on his face had told Ellie one thing, yet his mouth spoke another. He had known she had plans for the future, and to him, he was getting in the way of those. With his words, he gently retracted himself from her life. He had been 'just some kid you caused trouble with in high school' to her father undoubtedly, but in Ellie's heart, she knew he was so much more. However, while he was saying that, his arms drew her in and she had melted into his touch. The sound of his car engine seemed to call out decidedly that his words had signified his true intentions.

'I think I'm lost, without you'

Without him, Ellie didn't know who she should be anymore. He was the one who brought her into this life, who brought out this side of her. Every time she had been brave, or confident, or even remotely bold, it had been because of him, directly or otherwise? Whoever thought she'd dance at a secret warehouse rave? Or pass her driving test? Or even talk to Ingrid as an equal in any way other than academics? Going back to her old self felt as difficult as trying to separate water from the sand without filter paper. "Be the real you. the one that was always waiting to come out" he had said. She wanted to so badly, but how could she do that when so much of that person was based on him? It was just like Colt had said - every time she gets behind the wheel she will remember them and the year she had spent.

'I just feel crushed without you'

Ellie's emotions weighed down on her like the heavens on Atlas the Titans' shoulders. Whenever they had been driving or executing one of Kanaeko's master plans with the rest of the MPC, she had enjoyed - no, loved - his company, yet now she realised that once the others were gone he had been the one she needed the most of all of them. And now he was about to be gone, leaving her with a stolen car that Toby wasn't here to patch up, and the memories of fleeting touches long since past.

'I've been strong for so long, I never thought

how much I needed you'

Even when he had left after teaching her to fight, Ellie had not felt it with the same note of finality that this moment held. She had always thought there was a possibility - however small - of seeing him one last time. And now, even though she wished it desperately, Ellie knew he wasn't coming back. This time, too much was on the line.

'Strangers rushing past, just trying to get home.'

In the not-so-far distance, Ellie could hear the steady stream of LA traffic that the boy she loved would soon enter. She wondered - would they know a wanted street racer was cruising down the freeway amongst them? That that drive was breaking two hearts and would damage at least one more before the night was out? Nobody knew where he was going, however, not even Ellie. Her best guess was back to Detroit, but Ellie guessed that not even he knew where he would wind up tomorrow morning. Even that one suggestion could have been some sort of plot to make sure she didn't worry about him (although she would nonetheless) or found where he was. He knew her better than anyone, after all. She would only have agreed to Mona's terms if he had reiterated them.

'But you were the only safe haven that I've known'

Those words were true enough. Despite her father claiming to support her in everything she did, the one thing Ellie never knew she wanted had been right under her nose, kept away from her by the one who 'only wanted her to be happy'. Sure, Ellie understood that Grand Theft Auto wasn't exactly a conventional - or indeed safe- pastime, but not teaching her to drive only meant that once Ellie wanted to learn, she was dangerously inexperienced anyway! And look where that got her. With her driving license, of course (since Ellie, as her dad loved to brag, "succeeded in everything she put her mind to"), but with her friends a now orphaned teen with what seemed to be a world (or at least city) domination problem, a hardened criminal currently in hospital, soon to be jail with a bullet through her side because of her, and two mechanic - slash racers on the run, and a boyfriend (well, would-be, since they never defined the relationship, but an ex now involuntarily)being forced by her dad to leave the country at gunpoint.

The boyfriend who had taught her how to drive. Who had cared about her over the safety of his crew, or even being put in jail. Who had guided her through her first... everything, really. First kiss, first car, first heist - whenever Ellie needed him, he was there. And most importantly, she could say next to anything around him and he would listen and give advice without judgement. Even though she had missed the comfort of her bed whilst residing in his loft, that boy was - and Ellie had a feeling always would be - where her heart lived.

'Hits me at full speed, 

Feels like I can't breathe 

And nobody knows'

As soon as the key had turned in the ignition, the Devore roaring to life, Ellie's breath had been knocked out of her as fast as if her car could have accelerated from 0 to 100 in a nanosecond. All she wanted to do was scream and howl at the sky, to God, to anyone who would listen to try and get them to rewrite fate so that they could be together. She wanted to cry to Riya, but she knew that her best friend no matter how much they had in common would just take her to get ice cream and tell her 'these things heal in time'. She wanted to collapse at her mothers' feet as she frequently did in her dreams, but the tightness of the heirloom bracelet at her wrist reminded Ellie that that was impossible.

Most of all, however, she wanted her fathers' understanding; that she loved and had lost just as he had all those years ago. She remembered when her dad had met him for the first time properly, the anger he had wielded towards the boy who had put her in so much danger - who had saved her from it just as many times. The disbelief on his face as she explained that she loved this 'bad boy', this 'adrenaline junkie'  as she was sure her father addressed him in his mind. How the initial shock had moulded into fury at whatever 'trick' he was sure this criminal must have worked on his daughter. No, Ellie was sure he wouldn't understand for at least the next week or so.

'This pain inside me

My world is crumbling

I should have never

Let you go'

The first tear of what was to be many rolled down Ellie's already mascara-striped face as she fell to her knees. Her dad looked at her in surprise as she screamed in the middle of the street, and could see an identical tear roll down the face of the boy inciting it as he drove past the old man, wincing in guilt as the sound of his ride or die's anguish reached his ears. Had it maybe been the wrong thing to do? Had he maybe... underestimated the intensity of the teenagers' emotions? Undoubtedly, but he had to protect his daughter from going down the wrong path.

Ellie's jaw tightened as her father dared to look vaguely upset at the situation. He was the one worsening it after all. It was almost shameful of him to have judged her (literal) partner in crime so quickly. After all, when had he ever hurt her with bad intentions at heart? Ellie realised that her anger was not directed towards her father, but rather towards herself for allowing this to happen. She couldn't have stopped him leaving, but she could have made sure they were farther out of her dads' line of sight so they would have a chance of a 'proper' goodbye, whatever that was;  the one year had spent with him and the crew had felt far more meaningful than any of the 18 she had gone through alone, to the point where the mere thought of goodbye was heartbreaking.  And she had simply let him be treated in that way by her kin?

'I've been strong for so long, I never thought

How much I love you'

Earlier in the evening, once she had dispelled all of her nervous energy, her mind had been solely focused on bringing Shaw and The Brotherhood down. But once that had come to pass, her emotions had hit her like a ton of bricks. The Mercy Park Crew had no reason to stick around now Teppei was dead; it was time to find a new gang. For Colt and Mona, leaving had not been a choice. The latter's injury and the formers' determination to build his name in LA's criminal underworld saw to that. Saying goodbye to each of them had been no easy task, and she had half expected him to have skipped town already, to save them both the heartbreak of saying goodbye. But that had not been the case, as he had stepped out of the darkness to say one final farewell. 

Tears had soaked Ellie's skin at the words he spoke, as they did now as he drove away. Her guard had been up during the heist, channelling her anger and determination to have Jason put behind bars, along with Detectives Wallace and Hester. But when she was around the crew, those she considered close enough to be family, Ellie had broken down. She had been fierce and brave then; that had been to cover up her paralysing fear of losing them again. Of losing herself again. His goodbye had hurt the most, like a slap to the face, short and painful but with lasting effects.

Throughout the brief conversation, their relationship had played through her mind; not just from her perspective, but what it must have been like for him.  How on that day, what seemed to be casual flirting and general friendliness must have been tiptoeing through a minefield for him. A single wrong move and the whole crew could be placed at risk. The initial shock and rush when driving from the cops leading to the beginning of their relationship. How in each moment Ellie fell deeper in love with him, he was doing the same, only that feeling of freefalling was paired with the guilt of tricking her, and the fear of letting her in at the risk of his emotions and her safety - concerns which were not calmed by certain complications they had run into along the way. This myriad of memories only emphasised the emptiness Ellie felt in her heart now.

'Standing on the platform, watching you go.

You said, "I wanna see the world" and I said "Go"'

As Ellie felt the tarmac of the sidewalk dig into her knees and tears roll down her face, she watched as the car she knew so well turned into the next street. When the car swung around, she caught a glimpse of its driver, his eyes trained on hers, smiling weakly through tear-filled eyes. Regret was written undeniably in his gaze, but he was trying to put on a brave face for her to remember him by. Trademark. A thought that once would have put a grin on Ellie's face now caused her to sob in sorrow, grieving the little moments that comfortably passed between them that she was sure could not be replicated with anyone else. She shot him back a brief smile, equally bittersweet in the less than perfect moment, and the last words he said to her echoed in her mind.

"Give 'em hell, troublemaker"

His car finally moved out of sight, and Ellie suddenly felt the repressed need to call out for him spring out in full force; now that her father had walked inside she felt less pressured to avoid the elephant in the room, at least out loud.

"Logan..." she choked out to no one in particular, as she rubbed her road marked knees the way he would have done and slowly got up.

Later, after she had deleted their messages from her phone and laid in her bed in silence, she took off the necklace from around her neck and placed it on the adjourned pillow. "Logan." Ellie whispered to herself as if in the affirmation that he had been real.

She had been lucky to know him. Too bad there wasn't a next time to be ready for.

[pretoriafics]

Russian Roulette - Pt. 4

In this series, you will find: Alternative Universe, Soulmate plot, Angst, Fluff. In this chapter, you will find: Things finally make sense, and now you can fight. Word count: 2.069 Pairings: Reader x Platonic! Scott and Stiles Original characters of this chapter: Haytham, your brand new mentor. Warnings: English is not my main language <3 Yeah, it was based on Russian Roulette by Rihanna Russian Roulette series: Chapter Three | Chapter Five RUSSIAN ROULETTE MASTERLIST TEEN WOLF MASTERLIST

It wasn't hard to find the address the lady wrote you. That address took you to the limits of Beacon Hills, in a lonely and old church on the top of a hill. The wooden doors were open, so you came in.

"Hello? Mr. Haytham Conwell?"

You aren't seeing anybody. Actually, the church was pretty silent. Maybe you came to the wrong place...

"I've never seen you here."

You turn and see an old man, with an eyeglass on his face. He seems so confused as you.

"Oh, hi, good morning!" You give him a smile "I'm (Y/N). Do you know where I can find Mr. Haytham Conwell?"

"I am Haytham Conwell, lady. What do you need in the lord's house?"

Oh, you found him!

"Someone told me you can help me to find answers."

"What kind of answers?"

"A few friends of mine were hiding a secret, but now..." You let out a long sigh "I think this secret is worse than I thought. I mean, maybe you'll think I'm insane and-"

"Who sent you here?"

His expression became darker and, despite thinking about how an old priest could help you, you tell him the story about the ginger woman at the restaurant. Haytham's eyes become wider, scared.

"Show me your arms." He said, commanding.

You look at him, completely confused. What does he want to see in your arms?

"What?"

"Now!"

It was your turn to widen your eyes. You take off your jacket and show your empty arms for him. Haytham narrowed his eyes. To see your arms wasn't enough for him.

"Follow me." He ordered.

Without saying any word more, you'd followed him through the spiral stairs, going upstairs. He pulls an old key from his pocket and opened an old wooden door, revealing a huge library. Haytham points to a mirror that was close to a few tables.

"Go there, to the mirror. I need to see your back."

You blink your eyes repeatedly, without understanding why he needs all of this. Well, considering that a lot of things you don't understand have been happening, you had just obeyed him. You stopped in front of the mirror and Haytham stopped close to you, pulling your shirt a little up.

"Ha! I knew it the moment I saw you! The Devil's Mark!"

Your eyes go to the mirror.

"Oh my God. I haven't seen it before."

It was red lines through your spine, just like someone had slid nails on your skin. However, that lines were forming a quote. Haytham read it.

"Ad Lunae Lumina!"

You pull your shirt down, scared.

"What does it mean?"

"It means 'In the Moonlight', in Latin. Selene let a mark on you. More will be appearing with the time. Your mark is still being created. When it finishes, it will be like this."

Haytham pulls his shirt up and shows you his mark. However, his marks were different: Instead of red lines, he had black lines - just like a tattoo, with the same quote as you.

You sat on the chair close to you. What the hell?!

"What are all of this? I can't understand!"

He pulls his shirt down and sits in the chair in front of you.

"One step at the time, child. I think you should learn the basics first. The ginger woman was the only strange thing you saw?"

You denied with a shake of your head and begun to tell about the things that happened on the night of the party. He hit the table, making you jump in the chair.

"Werewolves!"

"I thought werewolves were just Hollywood things."

"No, they're not. Stay away from that friend of yours, stay away from Derek. They are Devil servants. I know it, I've been fighting against these creatures my entire life."

"But they saved my life!"

"They just want to kill you themselves! Never, ever, believe them. Come on, I'll show you something."

He got up from the chair and begun to walk between the bookshelves while you were following him. Haytham stopped in front of a huge bookshelf. He pulls a book, and both bookshelves open like a door. You'd never thought things like that would be in a church.

"Wow."

When the secret door was open, you saw an entire gun arsenal. Guns, grenades... Haytham has even swords! He looks at you.

"I'll give you a few books. You'll come here every day. I'll teach you to defend yourself and things you need to know about werewolves. Do you know how to shoot with a gun?"

"...No."

Haytham took a dagger and gave it to you. Then, he took a small gun.

"I gave you a silver dagger. Silver can harm them. This gun has silver bullets. Come on, I'll teach you to shoot."

.

"He's outside, and he wants to kill us!"

Scott wasn't sure about what else he could create to hide the fact that he, Lydia, Jackson, Allison, and Stiles were trapped in a school with a crazy Alpha. So, he lied and told that Derek was trying to kill all of them.

Desperate dominated the entire classroom they were trapped in.

"I'll call the police." Said Lydia, taking her phone.

"No!"

Stiles went in her direction, but Jackson held him. Suddenly, someone knocks on the door.

"Scott, I'd heard your voice. Open it! I'd received your message, what the hell is happening?"

Damn, it was you! Scott's heart almost stopped while he runs to the door to open for you. He pulls you inside of the room and closes the door.

"I- Hey! What are you doing?!"

"Keeping you safe!"

"Safe of what?"

"I didn't send you that message."

"...Oh. We're in trouble, aren't we?"

"Yeah."

"Fortunately, I'd brought my gun."

"Your- what?!"

You take the gun you earned from Haytham.

"My gun."

Stiles widened his eyes, while Allison let out a long sigh of relief.

"Thank god!"

Stiles comes close to you and Scott.

"Where did you got this gun? It's from Sebastian?"

"Maybe. Or maybe not." You gave them a smile "Who's trying to kill us?"

"Derek." You heard Jackson say.

You looked to Stiles and Scott. You have been visiting Haytham since last week, so you had learned a few things. You know, now, that there's some Alpha killing people in the city - the same who had tried to kill you. Considering that Scott and Stiles were there, and considering that you saw Derek's car outside, all you can conclude that was the Alpha was in the school.

"We thought that maybe we could get out of here through the ladder." You heard Allison say, pointing to the door close to you. Then, Lydia completed the info:

"But it's locked. We need the keys."

You cross your arms.

"Do you guys know where the keys are?"

"I know." You heard Scott say.

"Okay, here's the plan: You, you, you, and you," You said, pointing your finger to Stiles, Jackson, Lydia, and Allison "You stay here because we need to be discreet. Scott go take the keys and I'll cover him."

Allison got a step forward.

"No, he can't. It's too dangerous!"

Scott goes to Allison, trying to calm her down while Stiles goes talk to you.

"(Y/N) let Scott take the keys alone. You don't know what are you dealing with, you don't understand."

"Yeah Stiles, I know about what I'm dealing with. It isn't Derek."

Stiles looks at you, with his face becoming pale. Scott, with a completely terrified Allison in his arms, looks at you with the same amazement. That moment, they realized you found out the truth you were looking for. Then, you look for everyone.

"Someone should call the police. It will make him run."

Yeah, it could make sense. The Alpha wouldn't do anything with a lot of humans around. It could attract too much attention and too many hunters.

Lydia took her phone and begun to call someone. You opened the door and walk to the corridor, loading your gun with some bullets. Scott came and closes the door, and now you were completely alone with him.

"How did you found out about everything? It was from that day in the woods?" He asked, curious, while you were walking with him.

"Yeah, kind of. I met a guy who taught me a few things. He thinks you're a killer or something, but I disagree with him. You saved my life. I owe you one, puppy." You said, giving him a sweet smile. He smiles at you too. "Who's your Alpha?"

"It's complicated..."

"Oh. Got it. Where Are the keys?"

"I think it's here." Scott opens the door to the gymnasium and points his finger to the stands. "I'll take the keys. Wait here. Shout if you need something."

"If I need protection I'll shoot." You smiled at him. "Don't worry about me."

Scott goes to take the keys under the stands while you watch the environment around you, with your gun in your hands. A few seconds later, full of tension, you heard Scott.

"Found it!"

"Okay, come back, and let's get the hell outta here."

Suddenly, the stands began to close. Your heart almost stopped, while you look around, looking for something that could help Scott.

"Scott, hurry!!"

You saw Scott run in your direction, trying to escape being smashed by the stands. You gave him your hand and when he finally holds it, you pull him. Both of you fell on the floor, and the stands close.

"Damn!" You said, putting yourself on foot "You okay?"

"Yeah, you okay?"

"Yeah." You let out a long sigh "Let's go."

You and Scott began to walk in the classroom direction but, then, you saw the Alpha. It was on four paws, roaring for both of you. You took your gun up, ready to shoot, but Scott put his hand on your arm.

"Take the keys and go."

"No, I'll not leave you."

"You haven't a chance against him, you'll die!"

"But I have special bullets and some tricks."

"(Y/N), please, there's no time to be stubborn!"

The Alpha got a few steps forward and let out a roar. Scott fell on the floor, yelling in pain. He was in mutation. Damn. But you had an idea.

"Hey, moron!" You yelled in the Alpha's direction. You pull the trigger, shooting against it. He deflects of the shoot, stop roaring. Scott stopped to yell and seems like he's still under control. "This is for my lost high heels!"

You shoot again, and you hit it that time. The bullet got into the leg of the Alpha, and he let out a roar for you, in angry.

"Yeah, you know you're in trouble." You said, with your eyes narrowed. "Do you want more wolfsbane bullets? I have a lot of them to you."

Then, you shoot again, and surprisingly the Alpha back off. Scott stands up, with a heavy breath, and you shoot against the Alpha again. You shoot one, two, three times. It deflects again, letting out a low roar, looking at you. It was a warning, and you knew it.

"You know you have a problem bigger than Scott, don't you? That bullet will kill you."

Yeah, the Alpha knew about it. In a way to save itself from death, the Alpha turns itself and runs out of school. The battle has ended that day, but the war wasn't even close to being won.

"You okay, Scott?"

He was breathing heavily, but he nodded positively.

"Stay here." You said, unsure about how under control Scott was "I'll go to the classroom. Just try to stay calm. You can't lose control, okay?"

Scott nodded again, trying to stay calm. Then, you walked into the classroom's direction and opened the door. Everyone's was looking at you, scared. Allison was the first one to talk.

"Where's Scott?"

"He's fine but nervous. He needs some minutes to breathe. It's okay, guys. We can go now."

All of you heard the police coming. Relieved, everyone got out of the school quickly and terrified. While you were looking for the boys running out of school, again, you remembered the words of that ginger woman.

This truth will change your life forever, and your life will become a truly Russian roulette, girl.

Yeah, you felt a taste of it. But you know what? You kinda like this action.