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[waywardcrow]

Haircuts and coffee.

Summary: A little story about how Fairy and Bucky meet and how far Fairy could go to protect someone.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader.

WC: About 1600 or something.

TW: Very poor science kwnoledge by me, a pair of assholes talking shit, language, references to Bucky’s past as the Winter soldier and the abuse he suffered at Hydra's, physical violence (don’t try this at home), goofiness, someone trips and falls, fluff and feels, reader it's pictured to don't be above 5'3 but I try to don't specify too much, let me know if I missed something.

Disclaimer: English is not my first language, please tell me if I make grammar mistakes.

Everybody talked about “the incident” for a while.

That’s what Tony decided to call when his favorite lab tech decided to blast a not tested powerful weapon at some jerk agents.

In your defense, he had it coming.

Agent Smith was rude, obnoxious and misogynistic, he smelled like instead of water he used his awful cologne to shower and he made the mistake to be rude to Sergeant Barnes in your presence.

Three weeks ago Sergeant Barnes was found innocent of all charges against him and Captain Rogers took him to the Avengers compound so he could start living there while he finished his recovery, you remembered how happy he was that morning, not even Tony’s teasing could get under Steve’s skin and you were so happy for both of them, obviously not everyone shared the feeling.

There were some people whispering, not very enthusiastic about having the former Winter Soldier living there, free, but you decided to don’t engage with them, Agent Hill made very clear you couldn’t keep getting into fights with your coworkers even if they never were physical.

You weren’t a violent person but also you weren’t one to stand and watch something happening when you knew it was wrong.

So you focused on your work.

A simple weapon that could be camouflaged like a normal glove but it had all the power of Tony’s blasters, it was a delicate experiment because the material wasn’t resistant enough to the power source so it ended on fire or the blast wasn’t powerful enough, firing some sparks that only will scare you and no one else.

Tony told you over and over again to don’t pressure perfection which was bullshit because the man survived on caffeine and impostor syndrome most of the days, just like you. You continued to work until you were sure it was good, that’s why you decided to try it in a safe environment and, it was then when it happened.

You heard a couple of agents talk on your way to see Tony, they were watching Sergeant Barnes from the hall without an ounce of shame while he poured some coffee for himself in the kitchen, what you heard made your stomach drop.

“I don’t know why they let him out, he’s a fucking freak” Agent Smith said with a vicious smile in his very symmetrical face.

“Yeah man, they should never left him leave prison” the other, Jameson, agreed.

“They actually should send him back to Hydra, so he gets what he deserves”

At that, you saw Sergeant Barnes flinch and you realized he could hear them even if he was a very good distance.

It broke your heart.

He was so polite when Steve introduced you, he had such a kind smile when his best friend told him he would take him to the best burgers in the city that night as celebration and you read some of the files years ago when Nat put out all of SHIELD and Hydra’s information, you knew things you wished that could get erased from your mind and specially you wished the man in front of you never would have to suffer them, ever.

So yeah, you threw Hill’s advice through the window and went to agent jerk and agent douchebag.

“Take that back, assholes”

You were well aware how you looked, a small nerd with very big glasses and a very short skirt facing some six foot something idiots who could kill you in a heartbeat. Your mother always told you to stop being too impulsive but your father always smiled about it, calling you a troublemaker.

“Don’t get your nose in things that doesn’t concern you, lab rat” Smith didn’t like you, not so much after you declined his offer to go out which was predictable from someone like him, beside him Jameson let out a laugh that made you see red.

“I said: take it back and apologize”

Smith got too close to you for your liking, enjoying being able to stared down at you, like you were nothing.

“Or what? Are you going to cry? Or would you ask your new friend to kill me like he used-“ you didn’t let him finish, with a flick of your wrist, he got send backwards alongside his buddy, making both of them fly across the hall to the empty conference room to end in the garden, a floor below.

You looked at your hand, the good news was your experiment worked, the bad was Maria would not like this.

That was how you ended in disciplinary action, thankfully Tony and Steve interceded for you, watching with Friday’s help the footage of the incident, Smith and Jameson had to apologize to Sergeant Barnes and you didn’t have to do the same with them. When they presented a complain, Tony swore the footage of the incident was gone and there was no way they could prove you hurt them. Also he promised them they would have nice assignments waiting for them after their recovery… in Alaska.

Maria was not speaking to you, tired of cleaning everyone’s messes. Yelena gave you lots of high fives that made you want to hide when someone else watch you both, and Steve, he was thankful for your intervention and you didn’t regret it but his friend couldn’t look at you in the eyes anymore.

It wasn’t that obvious because as part of you punishment, you had to spend a lot of time in the training facilities with Nat, Maria was convinced that it was perfect because you hated exercise and she was right, you were in hell.

Even if Nat was one of your best friends, she was a relentless trainer, tough and disciplined, all you weren’t when it came to run in circles.

“Come on, Fairy” she yelled at you from her position, very ahead of you “I need you to run like Pedro Pascal is waiting for you!”

The sweat was blinding you, your lungs felt on fire and still you managed to scream at her like a suffocated turtle.

“Don’t you dare use Pedro’s name in vain!”

The redhead laughed, running backwards like it was easy, for her it probably was and then you saw him.

Not Pedro Pascal, of course, although you were sure he was friends with Pepper and she didn’t want to tell you.

You saw Sergeant Barnes coming towards the run track, it wasn’t strange since he and Steve used it a lot but his hair, it was different. He had cut all his long locks leaving only a very modern haircut that make his cheekbones more evident.

Before you could think about closing your mouth, your foot got caught in something and you fell.

It was so embarrassing being in the med bay for this.

Sam would never let you hear the end of it, Yelena got the footage and made a tik tok reel just for you, Morgan was the only one who took pity on you and left you a bag of Sour patch when she went to see you.

You were fine with all of that, the teasing of your friends and even your sore wrist but your literal high school celebrity crush saw you hit the dust, all because you were so busy staring at him. It was a good thing he was avoiding you.

Because life loved to make fun of you, he went to see you at the med bay.

“Hi miss, Fairy, I mean miss Fairy” he wasn’t sure he could get to call you by the pet name everybody used with you even if Steve had introduced you like that. Bucky knew your real name, of course, but you seemed to like being called Fairy and if he was honest with himself, it suited you.

“It’s everything ok, Sergeant?” your first instinct was to check on him and it didn’t went unnoticed by Bucky.

“Yeah, I am” he put a cup pf coffee in the bedside table and looked at you like he wanted to run from there “I came to see how you are, it was a very bad fall”

Your cheeks burned, why did this have to happen to you? If seventeen year old you could see you right now, she would slapped you for making this impression on Bucky Barnes, your favorite Howling commando, the reason you wanted to join SHIELD and even when you couldn’t, you still tried to do something good with your life.

“Yeah, it wasn’t- I mean, I’m fine” you smiled but it looked more like a grimaced gesture.

He wasn’t convinced, your arm had scratches and your left cheekbone was red, Bucky felt bad for waiting until this happened to talk to you.

“I brought you some coffee, Steve told me you like it like this” he lied, Bucky had observed you enough to know how you liked it, which was natural since you drank it like it was water. He fought the urge to hide his gloved hands on his pockets “I didn’t get to thank you”

“What for?” you asked before taking a sip of your cup, it was perfect.

“For standing for me, that day”

His voice sounded small even being this close to you and he hated it.

He hated you heard what they said, he hated that you felt bad for him and that he found you so beautiful when he had no chance with you.

Biting your lip, you left your drink and looked at him in the eyes.

“I didn’t want you to think they represent us, they don’t, there’s a lot of douchebags but there’s also a lot of good people here and we will support you” it sounded so cheesy but it was true, what kind of superheroes organization they would be if they don’t take care of their own people?

Bucky stared at you, not wanting to believe you were real, why were you being so kind with him? And why did he wanted more?

“Thanks, Fairy” this time, your pet name sounded sure on his tongue and it made you smile.

“No need to thank me, Sergeant”

“Please, call me Bucky”

Hello! I wanted to write this so bad and I didn't care if it was very self indulgent and silly, I needed this, I love Fairy and Bucky so much and I hope you love them too, let me know what you think.

Love, Lily.

[iwasbored777]

I know I already posted something like this but I wanted to be more clear and I gotta say it again: the writers completely effed up Peter and Gwen in ATSV and it wasn't Peter and Gwen to blame at all.

(Sorry if I made any grammar mistakes, I write English for years but some mistakes still happen)

Ok, with Gwen, I know she didn't have a choice and blah blah blah but it's heartbreaking to see how much people loved her and now I see such horrible posts about her (some are so unhinged) that it makes me wonder what the writers were thinking when they did what they did with her character. After so much time has passed since the movie was released all I hear is "Gwen is a traitor". I rarely see a person clever enough to explain the situation and many people don't care enough to explain or understand. They love what happened because they hate the idea of her ending up with Miles anyway so this is perfect for them. I swear I had no idea what they're gonna do, I thought she's going to be with Miles and on his side the whole time. And while I know that she's so much more than a love interest and she deserves to be more, in the first movie she was only the love interest and that's exactly how people see her now and will always see her like this. According to the audience she exists only to please Miles, she has no room to have a story of her own, which is why her storyline in this movie was kinda disappointing even to me who really loves her.

But Peter also... At least Gwen has a reason and he just doesn't. You can't tell me that a guy with a character development so great from the first movie, the guy who loves this kid and who started his own family because of Miles, who was depressed and desperate when he lost someone he loves, would tell the same kid he apparently loves "you know it's ok if your father dies bad things happen lol". It's crazy. And him receiving the hate that Gwen receives too, people going from loving him so much to hating him because the writers forgot how much they tried to develop him and Gwen, how amazing their team was in the first movie, and then destroying their dynamic for the sake of drama because they needed a conflict but the first movie was so perfect the only way to create it was to mess it up.

Yeah sure they'll be friends later, yeah Miles and Gwen will end up together, I don't have a problem with it because I love Peter and Gwen and I still ship Gwen and Miles and I don't want anyone who hates them with passion to show up here and tell me about how much they hate them. But they already ruined the relationships and the angst will always be remembered. Fandom is so goddamn toxic that they will keep hating on them, using any racist and misogynistic expression they can think of, and to be honest the movies aren't as enjoyable to me as they were at first because the reaction of majority of the audience made me realize how bad you gotta ruin your characters for fans to go from loving them to hating them so so much. Now every time I see news about BTSV I'm not looking forward to it that much because the story is already effed up. You can fix it but you can't erase what happened. The ending can be satisfying but the journey is not, at least to me.

And it's a shame that no one is talking about this, all haters (and there's so many of them) act like Peter and Gwen are characters capable of making decisions for themselves when they're just products of their writers. But, no. The writers are praised everywhere while Peter and Gwen apparently suck because their characters are ruined by someone who's controlling them against their will. The kinda got the similar treatment to Wanda in MCU, whom I also adore, she had character development and learned how to move on in WandaVision only to go through the exact same thing all over again in Multiverse of Madness because they didn't know what to do with her now.

I don't hate these movies, especially ITSV cuz it's a masterpiece, but I'm just so sad with how the story turned out. I will watch BTSV and I will make tons of posts about it just the same, and I won't make hate posts about this movie, that's for sure. I just wanted to say this. I look forward to hearing your opinions in the comments, as long as they're respectful to the characters. Basically I already said all I had to say here.

[suchalonelysunflower]

Villain

Sinners and Saints - Chapter 2

Pairing: Mafia! Ashton Irwin x Fem! Hemmings! Reader

Summary: Who’s afraid of the big bad wolf? After seemingly accept to help her, Ashton would not make it easy for the reader to find his good graces.

Warnings: Violence, swearing, blood, guns, threats, kidnapping, murder, mentions of abuse, injury. Some grammar mistakes (English is not my first language I’m sorry)

Word count: 5.9k

Author’s Note: I’m keeping it, and if you don’t like AU’s don’t read them 🤷🏼‍♀️ Thank you all for the support with the first chapter, it means a lot 🩷 And remember to reblog, comment and like the post if you enjoyed it ❤️ Hope you like it and happy reading 🌻✨🦋

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“Careful, angel” You could hear the smile in his voice dripping with condescending sarcasm “We don’t want you to get hurt”

Still, you kicked and fought and bit and yelled “fire” hoping anyone could hear and come and help, but the music was too loud and you were at least ninety percent sure the walls were soundproof. You could not see anything besides the darkness of the velvet inside of the - you guessed - bag over your head. Your heels dug into the ground as the minions Ashton probably hired from the slums tried to drag you away.

“Get the fuck away from me!”

“Motherfuck-!” One of them yelled after you sunk your teeth deep into his hand. You smiled at the faintest taste of blood that lingered on your tongue. If you were going down, at least they’d know you fought back.

Ashton rolled his eyes with a sigh “You know,” He said “You used to be fun”

“Fun?!” You yelled turning your head toward where you thought he was, still dragging your feet as two pairs of arms dragged you “I would show you fun, you sick son of a-”

“Ah-ah better be careful with your next words, angel” Ashton tutted. You felt his breath next to your ear, goosebumps jumping up on your skin as he leaned down and whispered “We both know you like it”

At that point, you were hoping you had a bag over your head so that he would miss the way your cheeks flamed up at his proximity. But if you had to guess, he probably wore a devilish smirk right now, and oh, how you wanted the satisfaction to erase it completely.

“GODFUCK-” You smiled as you heard Ashton’s groan in pain after you kneeled him near his crotch.

“Oops”

Soon, your wrists were grabbed by one of his hands, pulling you closer to him. You could feel his heartbeat next to yours as he took off the covering of your face.

Hazel, angry eyes were staring right at yours, you didn’t dare look away. You couldn’t. His gaze scanned your face, lingering a second too long on your lips before his stare found yours again, looking back with something hidden in them, something that made your breath get caught up in your lungs the second you noticed the soft caressing of his thumb against the skin of your wrist. It was a challenge, it had to be. You knew Ashton’s tricks too well to fall for them so easily. But having him so close made you realize exactly why it seemed so thoughtless to give it all away.

“Why do you have to be so difficult?” He asked, words like velvet coming out of his mouth.

“I don’t know,” You answered, staring back at him with anger “Why do you have to be such an asshole?”

Ashton chuckled, “Ouch, and I thought we were getting along”

Suddenly, you felt someone yank you from his grasp and carry you over their shoulders to the exit. You kicked and screamed, but all was fruitless as you were thrown inside a car where they tied up your wrists and ankles, and covered your face with another blindfold.

“Believe me, angel. I had no intentions of tying you up this soon” Ashton’s voice came floating as you felt the seat next to you dip under his weight. You scoffed in annoyance.

“Bite me, Irwin”

“Don’t threaten me with a good time, love” He said “And try and keep quiet, alright? Don’t make me gag you… Unless you want to”

The car started moving, and just like that, you were completely at his mercy.

*

During the whole car ride, you were completely silent and still. You didn’t even give him the satisfaction of breathing hard, and you knew you were driving him crazy. Well, if the consistent sound of tapping his fingers on his knee told you anything, that is. You had to repress a smile at that.

Ashton liked the chase and fight. You noticed it the second you saw that glint in his eyes. One does not get the name Lucifer by playing fair and liking it.

“Turn over here,” He told the driver “Take the next exit and then straight home”

You rolled your eyes. Of course, he didn’t want you to know where he lived or how to get there, it was all part of the protocol your father used with all of his associates as well. How many times have the driver picked you up from school and a random man was sitting at the back with a bag over his head and his hands bound with tape if anything?

But you’ve already sold your life to the devil. You promised everything he requested to save Luke from whatever hellhole he was caught up with. You trusted him despite yourself because no one else would’ve helped you due to the nature of your last name. Ashton knew this. He knew that you weren’t going to betray him, you couldn’t even if you wanted to while your brother was nowhere to be found. So what was all this circus? Was it just to humiliate you further?

“Someone’s awfully quiet over there” He taunted. You said nothing “Aww, cat’s got your tongue, angel?”

You kicked what you hoped was his seat and heard him laugh quietly. Your cheeks burn red as you bite your tongue from ever answering him. There will be nothing left to say until he starts helping you with the search.

Sometime later, the car came to a halt. You heard how Ashton’s men got out of the vehicle, feeling how it got lighter once they did. You were still sitting in place, not moving unless moved to become more of an inconvenience for anyone because they knew that if they tried to touch you, some of the bruises you left on them might become worse.

That’s until you felt a familiar grasp on your arm.

You tried to hit him once again, but Ashton was pulling you from a distance of a few steps ahead of you. He took you up some stairs and you heard a big door closing behind you. Suddenly, the light came through.

“Now, listen,” Ashton said as your eyes adjusted to the light and the new environment “I don’t want any funny business here, you got it?”

Your head was reeling too hard to even speak. Your eyes started to look around, familiarizing yourself with this new threat. The two of you were standing in a grand entrance lobby, the main staircase not too far behind in the room. There were guards on each door, some even waiting with firearms in their hands, ready to draw. The marble floors decorated the room with elegance, nothing you wouldn’t expect from someone in this line of business.

But what really impressed you was the size of this mansion. Of course, you had your fair share of them, coming from a big, important family, it was nothing new. But knowing that Ashton lived there alone… it sure felt lonely.

Yet, you barely had time to ponder on that as Ashton grabbed you by the arm again and dragged you up the stairs.

“You are never to leave this room, understood?”

“What?”

He opened up a door, practically throwing you inside and making you lose your footage.

“This door stays unlocked for me at all times” He sternly ordered “Don’t get in my way, don’t bother me, and don’t come looking for me. If you do, somebody better be dead or I’ll make sure they will be”

Ashton slammed the door after that, leaving you completely alone.

Immediately, you ran to the door, but when you opened it you found two guards standing with their broad backs facing you, both of them with guns.

You groaned and slammed the door shut. Falling to your knees as you desperately and angrily wiped away the tears that could not stop falling. You cursed Ashton’s name over and over again, hitting the ground until your knuckles were scraped and started to bleed a little bit. By then, almost all of your anger was contained and you were left feeling numb once again.

You stood up and cradled your hands with each other, looking around the green sage-painted room. The door of the bathroom was opened, so you went in to clean up the dirt and blood from your hands and fingertips. You noticed it had a bathtub; and towels; and the cabinet was filled with ibuprofen, bandages, and a first aid kit.

You looked back into the room and also noticed how the sheets were new, and the blankets over them were placed perfectly aligned with the pillows. You rummaged through the closet and found different outfits mostly consisting of sweatpants, hoodies, workout clothes, and a set of pajamas. The realization that Ashton got someone to get the room ready for you while you were driving to his house caught you by surprise.

Still, a cage was still a cage no matter how fancy it seemed.

The next thing you did was try to get to the windows, but as you suspected they were nailed shut and made with bulletproof glass.

“Smart,” You thought “You win this round, Irwin”

Suddenly, the antics of the day caught up with you as you let yourself fall into the sheets and the bed. You didn’t know how or when, but when you woke up, you were tucked underneath the blankets.

*

The next morning Ashton woke up with a major headache. His mouth was dry and his hair was sticking out in various directions. He got out of bed with a groan and with the everyday motivation coming from the smell of coffee coming from the kitchen.

But his thoughts are quickly scrambled by loud knocks at the door.

“Fuck… What?!” He shouted, rubbing his eyes, still trying to wake up.

“Sir?” One of his bodyguards talked through the other side of the door “I- uh. I’m afraid something’s happened… eh, with the guest. She- she’s not in her room, sir”

“WHAT?!

Immediately, Ashton was out of bed and putting on his sweatpants, grabbing the gun that slept next to him on his bedside table. He opened the door and put the front sight up against the guard’s neck and under his chin, making the man gulp when he saw the anger in his boss’ eyes.

“Say that again” He demanded.

“Th-the- the maid went to give her br-br-breakfast but the girl was not-”

Ashton rolled his eyes and murmured a “Fucking idiot,” before he went up to check up on the room across the hall.

Empty.

“Shit,” He cursed, punching the door frame and turning toward his crew “I want eyes on every fucking room in this house. The pool. The garden. The fucking sheds! Not a single rock left untouched! That’s Y/N Hemmings we’re talking about!”

“And if we find her?”

“When you find her you bring her to me. I’ll deal with her”

The men scurried quickly, leaving Ashton shirtless and alone in the hall. He cursed out loud and headed toward his office to check the cameras. Surely, if his idiot guards could not handle you, you still mustn't've gone too far-

Ashton backtracked a little bit, turning toward the door of the office and opening it completely. You almost laughed at his face when he saw you sitting there in front of his computer. But you quickly decided to ignore it and just go back to work. He has you trapped, but that does not mean you owe him any interactions.

“What the fuck are you doing?” He asked.

You noticed how his chest was rising and falling with anger he tried to keep at bay. The scars that adorned his skin seemed to come alive at that. His eyes were trained on you, waiting for an explanation.

“Starting the investigation” You shrugged.

“How did you-?”

“Please, I still remember your mum’s birthday. You’re the type of man who would use that as his password. I didn’t need to try that hard”

Ashton saw red at your comment. He slammed the gun to the desk and grabbed you by the arm, surely leaving bruises as he dragged you out.

You started to fight, punching him wherever you could. But he suddenly stopped and grabbed your other wrist with his hand, twisting it a little bit, just enough to make you complain and to stop your attempts to hurt him.

In his eyes, you could see the reason why people say he’s the angel of death. There was nothing but anger and hatred as he looked at you. It scared you for a moment, but it wasn’t going to make you run away.

“You said you would help me” You spat at him.

“I never said I would make it my priority”

“You motherfuck-” You cursed him out, trying to escape his grasp but it was useless. Yesterday he might’ve been playing a little bit, but now he was showing you his real strength.

Ashton shoved you back into your room, not even looking as he said “Change of plans, since you want to be a brat, you’ll be treated as one”

Then, he slammed the door and you heard the lock being put on.

You ran up to it, banging on it and fiddling with the knob to no avail. You cursed out his name and yelled at him, demanding to be let out.

“WE HAD A DEAL!” You’d shout until your voice gave out, but it all fell on deaf ears.

What have you gotten into?

*

Hours later, while you’re trying your best to pick the lock of the windows, the door opens.

“That’s not going to work, you know?” A kind voice said, “Believe me, I’ve tried”

You turned around to find the blond girl from the bar. She was smiling at you, leaning against the door frame. But the way she smiled… It seemed too familiar. Then, it hit you.

“Lauren,” You breathed her name, she laughed.

“About time you remember me!” Lauren said, walking into the room and sitting over the bed, patting the spot next to her “I almost thought you forgot about me”

“It’s not that,” You said, complying and sitting beside her “It’s just- wow, you were so little the last time we saw each other. And now…”

“I know, right? The glow-up did me good” She joked “And so it did to you. When you gave me your name yesterday, I must admit it took me a while. But when I noticed how my brother started to act…”

You rolled your eyes at her comment about Ashton “So being her prisoner is special treatment?”

“Having him agree to help you is special treatment. You know how he is”

But that was the thing, you didn’t. You’ve known of him, of his reputation, of his deeds. But Ashton Irwin was a complete stranger to you. Whoever that person at the end of the hall was, he was far away from the boy you used to know.

“Are you-?” You cleared your throat, not knowing how to ask the question.

“In the family business?” Lauren finished for you “No, I’m only working at the bar and as Ashton's assistant for a few months. Took a sabbatical from uni. Harry is also going there but he’s more applied to his studies” She laughed “Ashton never wanted us involved, even made us change our last name for a while so we don’t get connected to him or all of this.”

“I’m glad,” You smiled. “I would’ve done the same thing if I had younger siblings. My brother’s did try it with me, though. But, you know” You looked at her, and something flashed in her eyes “You look a lot like her”

“I know,” Lauren smiled at you, putting her hand over yours “And, I haven’t said it yet, but I truly am sorry about your brothers. It’s a shitty situation”

“Tell me about it,”

“But I know if anyone is going to find Luke, it’s Ashton” She assured you “And, don’t tell him this? But I did have a little girl crush on Luke way back when. So I really do hope you’ll find him”

You laughed at that, promising to keep quiet “Be honest with me, Lauren. Am I doing the right thing by trusting Ashton?”

She sighed “If I’m being honest, I would tell you that you already know never to trust anyone in this line of work. But as someone who knows Ash, and knows everything he’s been through and done… He’s a good guy, Y/N. Or at least better than the rest”

You nodded, understanding what she meant. Yet, your heart was still doubting. Still worried you made the wrong choice by coming to him.

“Oh, and before I forget,” Lauren said, getting up and handing you an old cellphone, “Ash told me to give you this”

“What for?”

“Communication, emergencies. You name it. It only has his number on it, but I snuck mine before he could notice” She gave you a wink “Talk to you later, okay?”

“Hey, Lauren?” You called for her before she left “Thank you. Thank you for everything”

The girl smiled and closed the door, leaving you alone with your thoughts and that old phone in your hands. So you decided to test it.

Me: Couldn’t you have found one phone from this generation?

Ashton: They can easily be tracked. You know that.

Ashton: So, sorry if you wanted games installed.

Me: Are you going to let me out so I can continue with the investigation?

Ashton: Are you going to be a good girl for me and do as I tell you to?

The redness of your cheeks went up to your ears. Groaning as you read that message.

Me: Fuck you, Irwin.

Ashton: Still with that attitude, angel? Too bad, I was going to ask you what you wanted for dinner. Guess the chef will skip that request, then.

Me: I will be caught dead before having dinner with you.

Ashton: Good. We can finally benefit each other, then.

You threw the phone against the wall, denting it a little bit with no damage done to the phone. This was going to be a long day.

*

It was 2 AM when the sound of the door banging against the wall woke you up.

“Get up,” Ashton’s voice rang through your head as you sat up “We’re leaving”

“What?”

He was standing in the middle of the room dressed in an all-black suit, his hair was pushed back, leaving just a wild stand of honey-colored curls to fall upon his forehead. To anyone else, it would seem he was headed to a party, but you knew that could not be the case. He scoffed, already annoyed.

“Are you deaf?” He asked, cocking his gun without even meeting your eyes “I said get up, we’re leaving. Now”

“I’m not going anywhere with you”

Finally, he looked up at you, refusing to accept the challenge that you presented to him.

“I don’t think you understand, angel-”

“Don’t call me-”

But before you could finish your sentence, he took two long strides to your bed and put the gun right up your forehead, fingertips on the trigger.

“When I say you jump, you ask how high. If I tell you to move, you move. This isn’t daddy’s little playground where you can make the rules, princess. I’m in charge here. You work for me. You belong to me. Understood?”

You said nothing, staring directly at him with all the hatred you felt for him at that moment. His hazel eyes mirrored yours, feeling nothing but disgust under his gaze. Yet, you knew he was serious.

“I don’t like to repeat myself, angel. But for you I’ll make an exception” He said gravely “Understood?”

“Yes,” You said through gritted teeth.

Ashton put away his gun, snapping his fingers. Never taking his eyes off you as a maid brought a change of clothes into the room. It was a long-sleeved, black cotton shirt; a pair of black cargo pants; a multipurpose belt; and a can of pepper spray.

“What’s this?” You asked, picking up the tiny can.

“You’re going to blend in with my security team”

“Then shouldn’t I be carrying a gun as well?”

Ashton laughed, “Nice try, angel”

“Irwin, I’m serious! How am I supposed to protect myself with just this?!”

“Then I guess we’ll figure it out,” He said, sparing one last look at you. “I expect you to be downstairs in five minutes”

“What if-”

“Try me. Just once and you’ll see what I’m capable of”

He left the room, leaving you alone huffing and rolling your eyes at the image of him that once was there. But, having no other option, you did as you told.

Downstairs, a couple more guards were standing with Ashton at the door. You noticed a black Range Rover ready to go just outside. One of the guards came toward you, a bag in his hand. You stopped him.

“Is that really necessary?” Ashton raised his brow, and you rolled your eyes “It’s the middle of the night, Irwin. It’s not like I would see much anyway”

The guard looked back at his boss, shrugging. Ashton looked back at you, eyes hard as steel. He didn’t say a word, just turned around and started walking to the car. For a moment, you smiled to yourself for that small victory.

You sat in the back in the middle of two guards, Ashton went up the passenger seat. You frowned. It was not normal for someone that important in this line of work to be in such plain sight. But then again, the glass and the whole car were bulletproof, and the windows were tinted black. And, to top it all off, everyone knew not to fuck up with Lucifer himself if they weren’t ready to face the consequences firsthand. After all, only a fool would try to kill death.

“One of the alarms went off at the club,” Ashton said before you could ask him “Someone tried to break into the offices, killing one of mine.”

That answers the way he was dressed, although you guessed that no matter the occasion, he would dress the part. Still, it didn’t seem like a big deal to wake all of you up in the middle of the night. You’ve walked the hidden halls of the club before, you knew they were well-guarded and with the right security system installed. Ashton surely had the right people to take care of all that. Unless…

“Lauren?” You asked, letting the worry slip in your words.

Ashton barely moved his head, you assumed that hearing the name of his sister come from you must’ve surprised him a bit.

“She’s fine,” He said, dryly “I don’t- She doesn’t work there unless I’m with her”

You nodded. Smart choice from him. Yet, that doesn’t explain why you had to come at this time. But when asked about it, Ashton just gave you the silent treatment until you got there.

Once you were parked, Ashton went out of the car almost immediately, leaving you and his men to follow him.

“Call Clifford,” He ordered to the group of men standing at the door “I don’t care if you have to drag him out of his bed, remind him of the favors he owes me” He turned to another guard “You. I want the list of names of the people that came in yesterday and tonight. I want a background check on their families as well. As for you…”

“Sir, everything was accounted for. Nothing was stolen. Our team is looking for hidden mics and cameras as we speak”

“I don’t fucking care if they took anything or not” He spat “I want to know, how the fuck did they manage to get in the first place?!”

“Sir-”

“No, you listen here” Ashton threatened, just inches away from that man’s face “I’m going in there, and you better pray to your pitiful god that we don’t find anything. If I do, if I even hear about someone who did, you bet your little sorry ass that there will be hell to pay. Starting with you. Don’t make me the villain just because you don’t know how to do your job. Don’t play with me because you will find me, and that will be the last thing you do”

You stood there, shivering. If that was because of the chilly wind or Ashton’s words, you didn’t know, nor were you particularly excited to find out either. Seeing him angry was nothing new to you by now, but it was entirely different seeing his anger aimed at someone else.

Ashton dismissed his men, turning back on his heel and walking up to you. The two men that were by your side rapidly scurried away, leaving you on your own with the devil.

“Anything you want to tell me, angel?” He asked, eyes set on yours.

“What?” You scoffed “You think I had anything to do with this?”

“All I know is that you randomly appeared at my door less than 36 hours ago with some sob, pathetic story, asking for help. And now people have tried to break in”

You couldn’t help but let out a breathy, insincere laugh. Yet, Ashton remained as serious as ever.

“You’re kidding,” You stated “I’ve broken all ties with my family. You know this. Why else would I ask for your help?”

“Because all Hemmings lie, angel,” Ashton said, taking a step closer to you “That’s all they do. And don’t think for a second I believe every word that comes out of your mouth just because you come here with sad eyes, demanding help. I’ve taken a risk by even considering helping you-”

“Then why did you? Why did you say you were going to do it?”

You asked out of genuine curiosity. If helping you was “such a huge risk” for Ashton, then why did he even accept it in the first place? Still, he gave you nothing with his silence.

His eyes were dark, familiar to the boy you once knew, but at the same time so far away from the memory you once held. It was impossible to get a read on him, to know what he was thinking at any given time. He was just standing there, merely a whisper away from you, yet so distant. He was a man with no conscience, no soul, and no mercy.

“I didn’t lie to you,” You told him after a while “I just want to find my brother”

Ashton contemplated you for a moment “And if I refuse to offer any help?”

“Then I will find someone who will” You lied, knowing that no one but him would be able to help you. But hoping Ashton would believe it enough not to question it “You tell me to go and I’ll leave, right? So I’ll be out of your hair if you’re so scared that I might do something”

Your intention was never to walk away, but you knew exactly what buttons to push to get a reaction out of him. And, sure enough, you didn’t walk even one step before his hand grabbed you by the wrist and turned your body around, chest colliding with his, face to face.

He held your wrist at the level of his eye, watching intently over you, trying to decide whether or not to believe you.

“You’re getting on my last nerve, angel,” He said, quietly but with a hint of a threat lacing his words.

Your eyes shifted due to his proximity, going from that hazel color of his eyes to the pinkness of his lips. You caught yourself at the last second, focusing on the chain that hung from his neck over his chest. But the smirk he gave you let you know that he caught you staring.

“Like anything you see, angel?”

You rolled your eyes “You’re impossible, Irwin”

“Maybe,” He said, a smile present in his voice as he lowered his head and whispered in your ear “But as you said, I’m your only hope”

“I didn’t-”

“SIR!” A man yelled behind you. Both turned toward him “We found something-!”

Suddenly, all you could hear was the sound of a gunshot followed by the thud the guard’s body made when it hit the floor.

Ashton turned around quickly, pushing you behind him as he tried to grab his gun from his pocket. It all happened so quickly, that you didn’t even notice the second shot being fired until Ashton groaned and grabbed the side of his arm.

You acted quickly, grabbing Ashton’s gun from his pocket as you started to fire it in the direction where you assumed the shooter was. You pulled Ashton from the back of his collar, awkwardly maneuvering him to safety while you kept shooting until you hit the back of a building. You pushed Ashton against the wall, watching briefly as he sunk to the ground while you tried to focus.

Most of your body was hidden behind that brick wall, but your periphery gave you enough balance to locate the threat. You watched a shadow run from the roof of the club to the alleyway beside it. The guns from both your parts kept shooting bullets in your direction, neither of them hitting the target.

The shadow then jumped on the hood of a car onto the passenger seat. The sound of the tires burning against the floor hurt your ears, and the headlights lit up as they sped away. And, just like that, they were gone.

Your ears kept ringing while you tried to stabilize your breathing. The beating of your heart was going ten thousand miles per hour as the reality of what just happened sunk in. But, what the hell happened?

“What happened?” You whispered to no one in particular “We were just-”

The dryness of your throat forced you to keep quiet. The truth was, you never experienced cross-fire before. You knew how to shoot a gun because your brothers taught you against your mother’s wishes. You knew the basic steps you needed to follow in case there was a shooting. Yet, this was the first time you shot someone - or against someone - and the fact that you couldn’t tell if the shaking of your hands came from fear or adrenaline disturbed you a little.

“Angel,”

You blinked, seemingly being pulled back to earth with his voice.

Ashton was sitting next to you, panting as his hand covered the side of his upper arm. He looked up at you, but the hatred you once saw in his eyes was now replaced by some sort of mischievous gleam. He was grinning at you.

“Well done,” Was all he said before a hiss escaped his lips.

“Oh my god, Ash” You kneeled by his side “I’m sorry, I-”

“It’s fine,” He said, trying to move “I’m fine, the bullet didn’t even - fuck. It didn’t even hit, barely grazed me-”

You rolled your eyes, grabbing the buttons of his jacket and opening them to slide it off.

“Take a guy out for a drink first” He joked as you started to open up his shirt “Although, I can’t say that I mind-”

“For fuck’s sake, Ash. I’m trying to see where the bullet hit you!”

From your position, you couldn’t just shrug off his sleeve. So you grabbed his shoulder and pulled him from the wall, accidentally letting go too early and leaving his head to bounce off the wall by the effect.

“I told you, I’m fi-fiaaagh- The fuck is wrong with you?!”

“Sorry,” You cringed, trying to locate his wound “I can’t see it properly…”

Ashton then swiftly pulled you from your hips into his lap, sitting you properly before he raised his arm and bent it with his hand behind his head.

“Better?” He asked, breathing in deeply from the pain.

You stared at him, perplexed by his actions. But then you shook your head and located the wound, trying your hardest to ignore that you were sitting in Ashton Iriwin’s lap.

His other hand danced over the side of your knee, never touching it, but barely grazing it with his fingertips. His eyes were set on every move you made, never leaving your face. When you noticed it, he smiled at the slight blush that covered your cheeks.

“So,” You said, calmly “Are you going to give me a proper gun now, Irwin?”

“I’ll consider it”

“What? I basically saved your life!”

“You have a poor technique” He shrugged “I can give you some proper points later”

“Proper points?”

Ashton then grabbed his gun from beside you, took out the bullets, and pointed it at you.

“You see this?” He said, “This is how you grabbed the gun, one misfire and you’d be out a finger, angel. You’re lucky my guns are well-calibrated. But we’ll go over that later”

“Sure,” You said, giving him a small laugh in disbelief “Well, you’re lucky that bullet barely left a cut. We- You should go disinfect it before it catches anything”

“I’ll survive then,” Ashton said, lowering his arm and letting it rest on your bent ankle. caressing the skin.

“For now, Irwin”

“Ash,” He said.

“Huh?”

“Earlier you called me “Ash” It’s the first time that I’ve heard it”

“Well, I thought you were dying, so…”

You gave him a small smile that he returned, his fingers still touching your skin as his eyes never left yours.

“We should-” You stammered “We should head back, see if anyone else is injured?”

“So that you could call Peter, “Pete” if he got himself a boo-boo?” You groaned as you rolled your eyes and got off his lap, starting to walk toward the club “I was joking!”

*

Soon, you and Ashton and a couple of guys from his security team were scuttering the roof from where the shadow started to shoot. There was nothing there that could lead them to anything or anyone. It was completely deserted.

“And you’re sure you’ve watched someone run-”

“Yes!” You repeated for the thousandth time, giving them a walkthrough “I saw them appear over here, and then run toward the alleyway. They jumped and got into a car, someone was already waiting there”

Ashton hummed, “We’re going to review the footage, and see if we can trace the license plate or the type of car they were using. That would narrow the list”

“A lot of enemies, Iriwn?”

Ashton shook his head “I don’t think I have anything to do with this, angel”

“What do you mean?”

He walked over to you where the shadow allegedly started shooting. He turned you around and pointed to the two guards that were marking where the two of you had stood before the shooting.

“Tell me when you see it,” He whispered to you.

You scoffed. There was nothing left to see. The man who was supposed to be Ashton is with his back exposed to the shooter while the one representing you was barely in sight. They could’ve easily-

And then it hit you.

They could’ve easily shot Ashton in the back of his neck. But they didn’t.

Ashton was not their target.

You were.

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OK, so second try because Tumblr apparently hates me (get in line fr)

imma rant about characters, yes in plural because you asked and I don't know when to stop yapping

BTW, this is an answer to @queenpiranhadon because Tumblr erased the ask when I tried to post the first attempt 😒

(Also, I'm sorry if there's any grammar mistakes in here, English isn't my first language)

First and foremost, Portgas D. Ace, my boy, there will never be a day when I don't think about him and cry my soul out. Ace is a character that was doomed from the start, he never had a chance to a normal life, never. He was doomed and tied by the actions of other people and forced to live with them as if they were his own. He was persecuted before he was even born. He was a victim of the circumstances he was brought in. Garp took him in only to leave him with a group of bandits who later on threw him to the forest to learn to fend for himself. Ace only knew how to fight, kick and scowl until the age of ten, completely isolated with only the figure of an absent grandpa and a group of bandits that, while not exactly violent, were still bandits.

Now, I'm not saying Garp or Dadan and the bandits didn't love Ace, because they did, but not in the way Ace needed to be loved. Ace was a troubled boy, it ran in his veins and the hatred and anger came to him as natural as breathing. He hated himself for being born, hated his existence and it rot away his soul, even as a child. He met Luffy and Sabo, and while the other two didn't make all of his problems go away, they did help Ace soften up and understand that not everything shall be felt through violence and bloody hands. He still hated himself, but he learned how to socialise to some extent and felt care for others, even if he didn't feel himself cared for or worthy of said affection.

Then Sabo died, and Ace HAD to understand that he couldn't exactly be rude, not to the people he cared about, so he softened a bit more as he officially took on the role of big brother to Luffy, no longer seeing him as a complete nuisance but as someone he wanted to protect and care for, hence why he went down to town when Luffy got injured to look (steal) medicine. Both of them grew up and Ace set sail to the Ocean searching for his own adventure, something that he could call HIS rather than something that would keep him tied to his father and the damned blood he hated. He wanted to be himself, desperate to be out of the shadow of Roger, something that would make him forget, even for a moment, that he was such a hated person across the world. He met Whitebeard and the Whitebeard pirates, and he found himself a home, a home where he was loved, cared for and appreciated no matter what he did or who he was. He found a real father in Whitebeard, someone who did not care how many times Ace retaliated and fought, someone who loved Ace the way Ace needed to be loved. And that same love sent Ace back to the dark place he came from.

He loved Whitebeard as his own father, and he couldn't tolerate the disrespect or disloyalty towards him because he felt like he owned something in exchange for being loved. He was always self sabotaging himself, with his hatred for himself and the situation he was in, the people who hated him, the whole world. He was never taught how to keep something good of his, and it's no surprise to me he relapsed into his own, personal pit of misery. He lived his life thinking he wasn't worth more than dirt due to who he came from, that he wasn't loved and even if he was, he still owed something in return for his cursed existence. I don't think he regrets dying in favour of saving Luffy, because he loved Luffy with his whole existence, what he did regret was never noticing how much he was loved and cared for until he died. That he had to die for him to see that he was appreciated and that he would be missed if he suddenly disappeared, that someone cared enough for him to go and declare war just to have him back, to have him safe.

Ace never stood a chance at having something good of his own, a normal life, because all he ever knew until his death was violence and his own self hatred that was engraved in his brain and clung to him like a second skin. Because he wasn't just made to show Luffy he wasn't ready for the hardships of the New World, but also to show dehumanising we can be with ourselves, and how more often than not we sabotage ourselves until we can't anymore, until we reach our ends and until no one can actually save us. No matter how much one person is loved, it won't matter in the end if said person can't see the love for them.

Second: Sanemi Shinazugawa. I've had the biggest obsession with this man and the longer I think of him the more I pick up on how traumatised he is. Again, another child victim of the circumstances he was raised and brought in. His father an abuser and his mother a lovely woman who loved her children over everything. Both of them left something to Sanemi before they passed, Shizu the love for his family, the immense heart the boy has even if he keeps it under wraps and Kyogo the rage, anger and hatred. Both of them coexist within Sanemi, clashing with the other and yet, complementing the other like a puzzle.

I always found it interesting because Sanemi has equal parts of both love and hatred to give, the same amount, like he's fifty-fifty. Growing up in an abusive home, whether it's emotional, physical or mental, destroys in hundreds of ways. Not only did Sanemi have to see his younger siblings and mother getting punched, kicked, or pushed around in ways that most definitely left bruises, but also, he most likely endured it as well. I have absolutely no doubt that he, in countless times just like his mom, put himself in the way of his father. I know my boy would've rather a zillion times be in the end of his father's anger than have any of his younger siblings or mother to get the harsh treatment.

He grew up with anger, and desperation later on when Kyogo died and Shizu had to work day and night without sleep, hence why he self imposed the role of the sole provider for the family and TRIED. He was the oldest son, and there's no way you can't tell me he didn't feel responsible for both his mom and younger siblings, because in reality, being in situations like that make you worried sick. The money sometimes isn't enough and Sanemi was painfully aware of that. So he took it upon himself to be the best caretaker and protector his family could have.

But then Shizu was turned against her will and killed her children, permanently scarring both Genya and Sanemi physically, mentally and emotionally. And none of them understood what actually happened until later on, which makes the guilt even worse for both of them. Genya called him a murderer without knowing Sanemi was trying to protect him and Sanemi killed his own mother because he couldn't protect her, and by defect, he couldn't protect his younger siblings either. It was so traumatising he lost the ability to see colours. So he pushed away Genya, now filled with anger, regret and guilt, over not being able to protect and care for his family like he said he would. I personally think that, before he joined the Corps, when he started killing demons on his own, it was a projection of his guilt, trying to make up for what he couldn't do for his family, which in the end may have hurt him more because he saved countless of people, but the nagging thought at the back of his head was still there, he didn't saved his family, he could do it for others but not for those he cared for.

Then he joined the Corps, met Masachika and lost him too. And it hurt, because the guilt and the anger just kept growing inside him, why couldn't he save the people he cared for? The feeling of inadequacy must've made him company for a while, at least for some time, but that only served as fuel for his rage, like a flame thrown into a puddle of gasoline.

And he tried so hard and desperately to keep Genya away, keep him safe because he didn't want his younger brother, his only family, to dig an early grave and die, in what could be a painful and gorey death.

Did he do it in the worst way he could've possibly done? Yes. Sanemi had the purest intentions towards Genya, but he didn't know how to properly put them in action. So he pushed and pushed and pushed, but a cord that is tensed too much always ends up breaking, and so, when Genya died, all of Sanemi's efforts seemed futile. Plus, the realisation that he had messed up, that he could've gone and treated the situation with more delicacy, without violence and maybe, just maybe, Genya would be alive, thriving and he would've kept a good relationship with his younger brother.

The realisation of what he had done hit him like a thousand bricks and after the damage was done, only adding to the burden in his heart. He didn't have a body to bury, only Genya's belongings, but it still was an empty grave. And it hurt, knowing things could've been different if only he had taken a different route.

Third: Nico Robin. Now, my beautiful queen also broke my soul until I cried and begged for a stop. Robin is also a child born and moulded by yet again, the decision of third parties that ended up affecting the environment where she grew up.

Her mother, an archeologist with big dreams that left her in the care of close relatives, but it ended up backfiring because even if Robin's aunt wasn´t physically abusive, she was still neglectful with Robin's emotional needs and proper love and care.

However, Robin did had a glimpse of what actual happiness and acceptance was with the other archaeologists in Ohara, which is why her story is even more heartbreaking to me, because even if Robin faced hardships like the lack of a proper mother figure and proper care from the people that were supposed to lover, she found a home in the other archeologists in the island, she was happy in her own little way even with the other cons in her situation. And meeting Jaguar D. Saul only heightened her happiness, like when he taught her how to laugh despite the harshness of the situation.

But every good thing Robin had was snatched away from her in the blink of an eye.

She had to witness a genocide, deal with the guilt of being the only one alive, fight for her life and get used to the violent environment she had been thrown into, while being alone, knowing everyone was against her. She had to learn how to defend herself, learn how to be selfish and understand that, one wrong move and she'll have a blade against her neck. She understood it very quickly, it was either she was killed or she killed. She was constantly walking on eggshells, covering her back and faking personalities one after another to survive, barely doing so while she tried to reach her dream, desperately so.

Eventually, she gave up on her own life, almost throwing away her dream before she was saved. The Strawhats for Robin were salvation, like a warm blanket in the freezing winter, but she didn't feel worthy of it and tried to distance herself from them to protect them.

Robin is very similar to Ace, both are prone to self sabotaging tendencies and full of hatred or despair in their souls, both of them understanding that they were loved until the very end. The difference is, Robin got the chance to cling to it, Ace didn't. They're parallels, only differentiating from the other because one DID got the message in time. It's the line between who gets saved from the dark hole you were found in in time.

Robin understood the value of her life in time, just enough for her to be able to turn back and decide that she wanted to live, that living was something worthy.

Fourth: Bakugou Katsuki. Now, Katsuki is my biggest hear me out ever. The first time I watched MHA, I couldn't stand him at all. He was the reason I stopped reading the Manga and why I stopped watching the anime. I couldn't even fathom the idea of having to see him even for a second.

But he fooled me, like he fooled everyone else around him and some other readers. The second time I watched MHA because it bugged me leaving it midway, I noticed he's a complex character in reality.

His reasonings weren't petty anymore and suddenly, he gained that something that just caught my eye, and I just found myself analysing every single little thing he did or said. To the first interactions he had with Izuku when they were children, his start at U.A, his reactions, everything. And I noticed it, he's the most fucking complex character I've ever seen or read of.

The more I knew, the more I liked him, because he was incredibly real and relatable. Katsuki is a character you either hate it or love it, it's everything or nothing, and to understand him, you HAVE to pay attention to even the minor detail because you blink and you miss what he actually meant or wanted.

I was having a field day the more I watched him, truly. Katsuki is intense, in every sense of the word, he goes all out or he doesn't do it, because he doesn't conform to the rules of society or what is expected of him. He follows his own rules and his own expectations.

Step by step he built himself into what he wanted to be, with a certain image of himself that he had according to the people he had grown up with and how they treated him.

But all that image was thrown down the drain the moment he steps into U.A, because not only is Izuku there, who he thought was less, but also, he realises, he might not be the best of the best as he had believed all his life to that point. It hit him like a truck, like cold water falling on you out of nowhere.

And it hurt him, it was gut wrenching to him, it destroyed him from the very inside of his soul and left a bitter taste in his tongue, to the point he was having an anxiety attack during class after Momo pointed out what he did wrong during the bomb exercise.

He acts like he is the best, and believes it to some point, and yet, at the same time, he doesn't feel worthy and enough.

It's complex and raw because it's relatable. It's real because he makes mistake after mistake, he's crude and brash and his personality sucks to some extent the longer he interacts with classmates, teachers and people.

Everything in his screams intensity, to his thoughts, to his words and even the way he stands. And his character development is MASSIVE.

It may not look like it, but, for people who are like him, baby steps feel like a cool breeze after being in a sauna. He didn't show it, but he was drowning in his own mind and feelings after All Might's retirement.

It surprised me, took me by surprise the way he was crying in the episode where he fights Izuku. It was overwhelming to me, he was overwhelmed himself, and the way he portrays his emotions in that moment, how he lets them out and shows a part of himself that he doesn't show, his vulnerable side, the real thoughts and emotions he had inside of him, it was beautiful.

Beautiful because you know he was actually human, that he actually understood that he was wrong, that he had been making mistakes by pushing everyone around and how, just like everyone else, he tended to overthink.

And while acknowledgment seems stupid and shallow to some, acknowledgment is the biggest step a person can make to be better, to admit you're or have been an awful person, but you acknowledge it to move forward and make a change.

And he changed! Little by little, you can see and notice how he starts becoming a better version of himself. And while he keeps that part of himself that makes him him, he also starts to show a part of that raw, soft personality he had inside him, hidden deep in his soul under wraps.

It's amazing watching him change and grow, to the point his looks even turn softer, more smother, less harsh and more accessible.

Katsuki is real because we all make mistakes, and he shows that we can always start over, apologise and change. Because even if he couldn't change the past, as much as he wanted to, he wants to make the future better, he wants to be better. He puts in the effort, it's constant and he tries hard.

Anyway, thank you for coming to my Ted Talk, I'll proceed to keep my mouth shut for the rest of the month 😩

[statixzcoffee]

Besties Dynamic (AdriChloe)

You know how you mirror people? Like, you mirror your besties. I wish Adrien Agreste mirrors Chloe's laugh; hand posture whenever he laughs.

You don't need to tell me they are childhood best friends if they mirror each others' behavior. Maybe Adrien acts a bit mean unintentionally. At first, you probably thought they were siblings because of how they mimick each other and how relax with each other.

Chloe mimicks Adrien so many times and knows his posture and sometimes does that model face too (To act sophisticated in order to please her mother or thinking whenever Sabrina isn't here.) or copies Adrien as an attempt to... make him not feel lonely. Whenever she sees a girl clasping Adrien's arm. He does that model face (With a smile, which will ALWAYS give off the wrong vibes.) Which is why she pushes people away from an (misunderstanding, not able to say anything, and using the model face) uncomfortable Adrien and she knows that people sometimes sees celebrities AS objects.

I am hundred percent sure that they are more physical affection before the era of public and freedom too. But, then when it is outside of his own home, speaking up (and keep in mind, Adrien usually obeys his father) is really hard and so he wants people to be happy.

Chloe wants Adrien to be happy and I wish that she gives him more than gifts. (I understand to not remembering her childhood best friend's birthday, because I don't remember birthdays, but that does not mean I don't care. I try to make it up.) which causes her to try to make it up (fully.), giving him more gifts. Why gifts? Her father gives her gifts to make it up, her father tries to do everything that makes Chloe (and her mother) comfortable.

Which she will inherited that and does the same thing. I want them to have matching pens of Ladybug merch or anime merch, a hamster erasers, her favourite anime (which she rambles alot about her own stuff to Adrien, and listens to his own opinions about it or try to change it up into his own opinions. OR it is technically the same and she doesn't lie about it. I see her lying to other people - celebreties, instead of Adrien.)

She loves XY music, and he loves Jagged Stone. Besides, she probably loves the beats more. But, she loves Jagged Stone. She is !? You don't like that Adrien. (Oh, I love that too!) BREAK UP ROUTE: When Chloe realized that he is leaving that underlying anxiousness starts to appear. (Her mother and now her childhood best friend. She just wants to be accepted and starting to lie more to Adrien (wanting that acceptation. Because Adrien's OPINON matters. She doesn't want the perception of other people correct, especially her CHILDHOOD BEST FRIEND.) The gifts, the compliments, the overdone and every accidental mess ups will seems ten times worser as Adrien's judgement soon lifted from the herd mentality as he realizes that Chloe is just using him. Adrien did not want that to be true but as he remembers everything. He starts to think that Chloe is really a bad person, despite the doubts lingers. (Which can ALSO be directed into Chloe actually being a horrible person.) Editing: grammar mistakes, and a clarity of understanding more.

[fff777]

just a reaction post on jaemin being a PE teacher

jaemin: lmao i am not qualified for this

i did hear that jaemin's mom was a teacher

contrary to what he said, i feel like haechan could be a good teacher because he would keep the students engaged, but that would depend on whether he was serious about staying on topic lol. if he was intent on goofing off then ah, maybe not ^^;;

jeno a math nerd eh

lmao mark arguing with the teacher about english

he's so amused

i've never seen a chalkboard eraser cleaning machine. i think we just washed them manually lol. definitely did in elementary school.

principal getting nervous on camera ^^;;

jaemin asking the important questions about a PE teacher's uniform

the other teacher working at his desk who's also listening in on the convo lol

teacher: please study these textbooks intensively jaemin: ...yes...of course...

teacher wonpyo wrapped the badminton grip :P

lol teachers wearing their whistles in their pockets because it's cool. definitely saw my fair share of folks in university having the lanyards of their keys sticking out of their pockets.

teacher teaching jaemin how to turn a mistake into an opportunity XD i remember i had a substitute teacher who told us how whenever they got a question they didn't know the answer to, they'd flip it back to the students as a discussion question lol. teacher tricks.

also always finish a little early because you'll be popular with the students

...is jaemin referring to all the students with -ie at the end? am i missing a korean grammar thing or is he cute-ifying all of their names lmao.

ok i see what the program means. their idea was that students would focus more if their favourite celebrities were their teachers. i was skeptical because i think i would just be kind of dazed seeing my favourite celeb up close. but i think the idea is that they try harder when they like their teacher XD like i would definitely want to impress my teacher if i liked them lol.

he thinks the kids are cute XD

explanation of badminton and its history. i actually didn't know it came from india. despite having played badminton throughout middle school and high school.

i do remember hearing somewhere that jaemin did play badminton so i think he does have the above average knowledge on badminton to teach it a bit

jaemin missing the basket after two students got it on first try ^^;;

that girl who's really good has probably trained in badminton before hehe

i feel like lunch with teachers could be really juicy for gossip lol

excellent for gas emission

i can see why kids don't have name tags now, especially with social media. you could film a video with students and now everyone knows those students' names. some of the students in the class were wearing face masks too. i don't know if it's because they knew they were going to be on TV.

PE teacher just doesn't remember the kids' name ToT

LOL relatable

lol this PE teacher is fun

now one-on-one counselling time with students

so fucking excited to hear the tea on high school romance

now i'm wondering if this situation is real or if they just made it up for the show ^^;;

yeah he does seem that way, he seems like the guy to turn everything into an opportunity

mister romantic

oh this was filmed on white day, a few weeks ago then

he is sooooo into this XD

aw, i feel for the second student, the vp of the student council...i had a bad relationship with my older brother too for a very long time.

the plot twists with this student just keep coming

meirl after making a phone call

third student wants to ask about career concerns

jaemin creating a scenario for the student to act in lmao

jaemin: we are best friends now

[alicewonderao3]

Real feelings and fake relationships

Title: Real feelings and fake relationships

Pairing: Spencer Reid/ original female character

Characters: Derek Morgan, Emily Prentiss, Aaron Hotchner, Spencer Reid, Original female character

Summary: When Alice and Spencer have to pretend to be boyfriend and girlfriend during a case, can Alice keep her hidden feelings for Spencer secret, or will she reveal everything?

Authors note: This is my entry for @the-slumberparty's July Challenge. This one was hard to write, as it was out of my usual wheelhouse. Plus, I've been so busy. My prompt was: Fake Relationship. I have no beta, so all spelling and grammar mistakes are mine. Enjoy! This is my second fic for the Criminal Minds fandom, so be gentle, please.

Warnings: none, although there is a brief mention of breasts, which for anyone who had read my works for a while, is quite daring for me.

Word count: 2,884

I walked to the briefing room with the others, tugging on the hem of my skirt as I slipped into a chair, ready to take notes on the new case. Spencer sits next to me, and my heart flutters in my chest as I greet him. "Hi, Spencer," I say softly and I see him nod, smiling warmly at me with those soft hazel eyes of his. I could get lost in those eyes, easily. 

I try and focus on the case as Hotch explains everything to us, giving the basics, as we need to be wheels up in twenty. I nod, taking notes and brushing against Spencer every so often. When I stand up to leave, I bump into Derek as I do and he sends me flying back into Spencer's lap, where I land with a soft sound leaving my lips. 

"Oh, Spencer, I'm sorry," I said, as I landed in his lap, and felt his hands instinctively reach for me, landing on my hips, almost keeping me there as my cheeks grow warm again. He blinks once and then twice before saying, "It's okay, Alice. It was an accident." I nod, my honey-brown eyes focused on his hazel ones even as Derek snickers at me. 

Derek is the only one who knows I like Spencer, and he enjoys teasing me about it far too often, especially during moments like this. I struggle to stand as Derek laughs at me, and I push myself deeper into Spencer's lap, my soft curves pressing against him as I eventually rise. 

My cheeks are warm and red now, as Derek laughs on his way out the door. I walk to my cubicle, grabbing my go bag as I walk with Spencer and Derek to the car, seated between them on the way to the jet. Emily leans back and sees Derek laughing and asked, "What's so funny?" I nudge him, whispering, "Don't you dare, Morgan," to which he just shakes his head at Emily and my cheeks flame more at the attention I've brought to myself. 

I'm relieved when we make it to the plane and we all settle in, looking at case files. I settle in and slide my headphones in, listening to my music as I glance through the file and try to form a profile on this guy. I take notes, but as I do, I find my thoughts straying to how I felt in Spencer's lap, how his hands had tightened around my waist, and my cheeks grew warm as I shook my head to erase the image that just formed. 

Don't be stupid, Alice, I told myself, There's no way Spencer even knows you're alive, I reminded myself, settling in for the long flight by focusing on my music, even as my eyes meet Derek's who is grinning as he stares at me, whispering in Emily's ear and I know he's telling her about this morning and I glare at him. 

Emily's laughter is loud, drawing everyone's attention and I hear Hotch ask, "What's going on over there?" I see her open her mouth, feel my cheeks grow warm, as do Spencer's but gratefully, she plays it off as Derek tells her a funny joke, and it's dropped. I breathe out a sigh of relief, trying to focus on my music and manage to do so until we reach the hotels, to be told that I'm sharing with Spencer. 

Derek and Emily snort at this information, and I can only hope that Spencer doesn't notice when he returns with our key. I follow him into the room, and after a bit of awkwardness, we manage to settle in for the night. The only sort of odd thing I notice is the way Spencer coughs when I exit the bathroom in my pajamas, my favorite pair of sleep shorts and gray shirt hugging my body. 

It's admittedly, a little more than he's usually seen me in, so I chalk it up to that, and perch myself on the other bed, slowly rubbing lavender lotion on my legs, blissfully unaware of the way Spencer casually sneaks glances over at me, as my small hands make passes over my thighs, the scent of the lotion filling the room. 

The next day, as we start working the case and getting a better profile on this guy, Emily discovers something that makes my stomach sink, she sighs. "Well, I think if we have any hope of catching this guy, we'll need bait." She says, her voice even. "He's targeting couples, and we need to control the situation a bit better." 

My stomach swirls as I hear Hotch agree, and I sigh, knowing on one level that she's right. "Okay, so what's your plan?" I ask her watching as her eyebrow raises. "I think we send you and Spencer in." Across the room, Spencer, who was eating a bagel, coughs as Derek slaps him on the back, a faint laugh leaving him. 

"Wh-why me and Spencer?" I ask her but Hotch is the one who answers her, telling me, "You two fit the age range of the victims the unsub is hunting. It makes sense." I don't even argue and neither does Spencer. J.J. settles up the details and all Spencer and I have to do is wear our communication devices and act like a real couple. 

We're going to be going to dinner. I manage to find something appropriate to wear, the soft white sundress I'd thrown in last second. I straightened it, the blue flowers a nice touch. I admired myself in the mirror, enjoying the way the square neckline of the dress accentuated my chest, the dress flowy enough to show my feminine curves without being indecent. 

I wore heels, my curls loose around my shoulders. I rubbed my floral-scented perfume oil on my neck and wrists, walking down to meet Spencer and the team where they waited for me. Spencer was wearing a blue and gray striped polo shirt, with a pair of black dress slacks, which was a good look for him.

I smiled softly at him as I approached, "Hey, you look great, Spencer." I said, meeting his gaze. He didn't speak for a long second, his eyes locked onto mine, a soft pink appearing in his cheeks as he stared at me and I heard Morgan chuckle. "Looks like you made pretty boy here speechless." I blushed as Morgan teased him. 

I tried to focus as Hotch re-ran the plan by us again. It was easy enough. Spencer and I were a couple, going out on a date night. Easy enough. We needed to make the unsub think we'd been together for a long time. That was the important part, Hotch had stressed. I nodded, and with my com-link in and Spencer wearing his, we slowly started walking to the bar. 

At first, we didn't hold hands, even as we entered the bar. I heard Morgan chuckle, his voice coming through the com. "Spencer, hold her hand. She's your girlfriend." I saw Spencer hesitate for a second before his hand wrapped around mine. his hand was large, warm, and almost covered mine completely. He tugged me along, as we made our way to a table. 

We sat down and ordered just water, We talked about work and a few other things before Morgan's voice broke through the com again. "You two gotta step the PDA up. Wrap your arm around her, kiss her hand, and do something." 

The team chuckled, and I nodded as I met Morgan's eyes. The problem was how to keep my feelings for Spencer hidden when we were alone together. I didn't know how that was going to happen. Spencer made his move, wrapping his arm around my shoulders as I leaned over into him. "Good, Spencer," I said through the com. Morgan said, "Nice, Alice. Nice."

"You two got this," he said. "Remember: the unsub has to believe you're a real couple."

"I feel like we're on a date," Spencer whispered in my ear.

"That's not a bad thing." I laughed, and he tightened his arm around my shoulders I met his gaze, almost losing myself in his gorgeous hazel eyes as he looked at me, my soft brown eyes looking up at him.

I could feel myself getting lost in them, and I felt a little guilty for it—he was just talking to me! But I couldn't help imagining what it would be like to kiss him, to feel those lips on mine. He was so much more than just a good friend; he was more than someone who understood me and got me. He was always looking out for me, bringing me my favorite pastries from the bakery that was near his house before work, and always reading to me when the turbulence got too bad on the jet. 

"I'm glad you agree," he whispered back, and I smiled softly as I heard Morgan encourage him again. "Yes, just like that, Spencer. Now, keep that going." I went to look away from him, to reach for my drink when Spencer's fingers reached out, gently grasping my chin, his hazel eyes focused on me. 

I swallowed hard as I stared up at him, as his fingers gently stroked my face, his thumbs skating across my lips. I shivered at his touch, barely hearing the team in my comlink, as his eyes darkened with a hint of something else in his gaze. His eyes were so dark, so intense, that I felt as if he was looking at me for the first time. The thought sent a rush of heat through my body, but it didn't stop the warmth from spreading to my cheeks, my chest, and the tips of my breasts. It didn't stop my heart from pounding, either. 

Spencer leaned in, his lips growing closer and closer to mine, even as my heart fluttered in my chest, staring up at him with wide, soft eyes. Was he going to kiss me? God, I wanted him too. His lips grew closer, and I could feel his breath on my face, smell his cologne better, as he brushed a soft, dark curl out of my face. 

Then he leaned in, his lips brushing against mine, softly and sweetly, before he deepened the kiss. I felt his tongue, so warm and so alive. It was so good. We sat there for a moment, just holding each other. And then he pulled me close again, kissing me deeply, hungrily, with a passion that made my body ache and made me press my thighs together under the table. 

The team wolf whistled in the comlink, bringing a blush to my face as Spencer pulled back, his fingers gently tracing my lips. "So pretty," He whispered and I blushed again, as he leaned in, kissing me again to the team's delight. "Yes, you've got yourself a guy near the bar who can't take his eyes off you. Why don't you two pay your bill and head out, see if follows." Emily suggested and Spencer did just that, his arm resting around my waist as he paid and we walked out. 

We left the bar as instructed, walking a bit away before Emily confirms that the unsub is following us. Spencer and I nod, knowing we need to distract him, need to prove this man is our unsub.

Spencer steers me into the alley, quickly pinning me to the rough brick wall, his lips immediately descending on mine. He kisses me, warm, and passionately, his hands roaming over my dress and I'm grateful the team can't see us, only hear us as he continues to kiss me and touch me. I feel the heat of his mouth, and the softness of him against me as his tongue slides into my mouth and he begins to move his hand over me in a slow, steady rhythm. His hands slide over the top of my dress, his fingers brushing against my breasts. 

I can't help the soft whimper that leaves me, unprovoked, at Spencer's touch. I get so lost in his lips that it takes us a second to digest the team's words in our ears, that they'd got the guy, and we could come out now. But we don't. We stay where we are, listening to the silence. It's a quiet night. There is nothing but the sound of the wind in the trees, the rustling leaves, a bird's song. The only movement is that of our bodies. And then Spencer says, "You know what, I think we should go out sometime. I-I've liked you for a long time, Alice." 

I nod, looking up at him. "We could do this for real. Not just some fake relationship for a case." He nods, then leans in and kisses me again as Morgan and Emily come to find us, both of them snickering as they catch us kissing. Morgan chuckles as our faces turn red and he asks, "Are you two going to quit dancing around each other and go out already?" 

I nod, looking up at him. "I think so." Spencer nods. "Yes." Emily walks away, calling out to the rest of the team, "Alright! I won!" And we both turn, shocked and surprised to find out the team bet on how long it would take us to admit our feelings to each other. I chuckle and so does Spencer, neither of us finding it too difficult to care about anything else now but what we might have together. I meet his gaze and he kisses me again as the team wolf-whistles. I can't think of anything else I want more. 

[peistudies]

Personal Study Update

みなさん、久しぶりですね。元気でしたか？

朗報がありますよ。先に勉強やめましたけど、もう一度始めることにしました。

Basically, I stopped studying Japanese for 1.5 years. I started this blog on the same day I began studying Japanese, a little over 2.5 years ago. That means I’d actually halted my studies for longer than I’d been studying in the first place.

So, it’s safe to say my journey isn’t the most linear. I’ve noticed some weird improvements, like I don’t translate to english as much, reading clicks more (I’m reading coherent sentences, not just a bunch of words next to each other! who woulda thought?) and I realized I remembered more than I thought I would.

But still, there are obvious gaps in my memory and various weaknesses I had prior to pausing only really got worse. A lot of the vocab I once knew have been erased from my memory, with a faint ghost of it still there, for me to confuse with other words I almost remember.

However, I won’t let these setbacks bring me down. The advantage I have is that I’m studying Japanese for fun, and no amount of mistakes I make will ever take that joy away from me.

A few weeks ago I started casually studying again. Using Bunpro, I’ve reviewed all N5 grammar. Once I finished that, I realized that there’s still a lot of work to do, and it’s sitting in my face, waiting to get conquered so I can finally reach an intermediate level Japanese.

I’ve spent the last couple of days curating a new study routine for me to follow every day so that I not only catch up with N5 vocabulary quickly but also speed through N4.

I’m heavily relying on Bunpro for both grammar and vocabulary. Now that I have N5 grammar in the bag, I just need to complete N5 Vocabulary, N4 Grammar, and N4 vocabulary to reach this subgoal.

My daily routine:

1. Finish all WK reviews / Learn more

2. Finish all Bunpro reviews

3. Minimum 3 new (N4) grammar points on Bunpro. I’m using it to follow along with my Genki II textbook, despite the N4 grammar option, because I also have the Tobira textbook and would like my knowledge to follow the path of what I’d previously paid for lol.

For each grammar point (provided I don’t already know it) I write down the rules in my notebook, read the bunpro explanation AND my textbook explanation, and finish it off by listening and reading around 10 example sentences 3 times each. First time slow, second time normal speed, third time normal speed with english translation.

4. Learn 10 new N4 vocabulary words on Bunpro. I just need to learn them by the end of the day, so I may break this up to prevent brain fatigue.

5. Review 25 N5 words on Bunpro. I used to know them so I’m being kind of hard about it, as it’s easier to pick them back up.

6. I’ve forgotten a lot of basic N5 stuff, so I try to go over something I should know that Bunpro won’t hand to me in a deck format. For example, days of the month.

7. 1-5 are the bare minimum, but I also like to get in some reading, practicing writing, or watching a show in Japanese. Some supplementary/enrichment study.

I track myself with an app called Habit Tracker, since it’s a daily task list. It’s crucial to continue it daily! Why? Because I’m trying to significantly improve my Japanese and I gave myself a deadline: March 1st. By then, I should be confident in all areas of N5, know all of Genki II Grammar, and should know 360 more words from N4. That’s a lot to do in less than 5 weeks.

I’ll keep you guys updated! Can’t wait to post some more grammar/vocab stuff on here again!

[alexa-fika]

Heya, just want to tell you I love your fics, though are you rushing it? I saw some part of the fic have some kind of mistakes sometimes like pronoun mistakes(in the one recent one like the one with koby and helmeppo and garp reader supposed to be gn but you accidentally use she/her pronoun in the part where the duo are convincing them to came towards them) just to let you know I have nothing against you making mistakes I just concerned whether are you overworking yourself or not. ILY

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Heyooo, thank you for spotting that, I believed I fixed now. When I write a fic sometimes Imagine a certain gender inly to then change my mind half-way trough think the plot would run more smoothly if it were another hence why there is often a mismatch of pronouns, I go over it three times, one when I do the grammar and then two times when I read it over and I still miss some stuff!! Sometimes I just get too excited to share it with you guys, am short in time and rush it or I feel bad too keep you guys waiting.

I went trough my first fics a while ago and my oh my do they have grammar mistakes, I have to go back and fix them but when I did I got so frustrated with myself that I decided to step back from fixing them from a while 😂 . Sometimes I genuily miss errors even with grammarly helping me spot errors. Sometimes grammarly thinks it knows better and suggests sometimes that makes no sense and other times when I transfer from grammarly to Tumblr somethings get jumbled or erased with end with dialogues that seemingly come out of knowhere. (If you see those please let me know)

So yeah, if you ever see any mistakes please let me know 🙏🏼 wether it is in an ask, a comment or a dm! I would really appreciate it, it would not only help me fix it but it will also improve the experiences of you and readers that might come after

[viluvr-archived]

can I request where the house wardens deal with their crushes?? It's fine if u took off some of them (SORRY MY GRAMMAR IS BAD 😭😦) love ur writings btw

Housewardens dealing with their crush .

Riddle , Leona , Azul , Kalim , Vil , Idia , Malleus . | Housewarden !

Gn!reader , fluff , playlists for you that each housewarden made, (they make playlists for you) ♡

( a/n : hello! I hope this is fine :D I also added playlists for them if you don't mind. And your grammar is fine ^^ note that the playlist isn't what they'll actually listen to,, I really just like it 😜😜‼️ )

RIDDLE !

Riddle likes to keep things organized, either study, his casual life, and daily routine.

He felts so incomplete, he never received affection even as a child, he must stay strong and tough after all. What lies behind the strong exterior he puts up, he felt so imperfect.

He was caught off guard when he met you, you were so enchanting? He tried avoiding you but you were unavoidable to avoid, he gets drawn into you, was it because you were so imperfectly perfect? Every flaw, and mistake coming from you was still so beautiful.

Him spilling his feelings and burdens, letting you know he's stressed is one of the most biggest signs he trusts you, Riddle Rosehearts could never let anyone know of his weakness after all.

Studies you, your likes, preferences, dislikes, and who you dislike and like. His gifts are more on thoughts about you, and what could help you, after all its a lot more valuable isn't it? But it doesn't mean he doesn't give you your wants too, he indulges you after all!

Invites you to feed and take care of the hedgehogs, you almost took one away secretly but he took it from you saying he'd buy you one instead :( but you said you liked "that one hedgehog" literally the exact same, so he took action and tried to find the most similar one to the hedgehog you liked. (Also, gives you tea and plays card games with you, if you suck at it, it's ok! He's a great teacher)

— ( ROSEHEARTS' PLAYLIST )

LEONA !

He knows his feelings immediately and tries to get rid of them, he's more like in denial, and after a few moments he's "Yeah I do love them" and gets mad at himself for saying that, and the cycle repeats.

He's more on acts of service and quality time, he discreetly tries to show you he loves you. Like when you need something, he's on it! No, Ruggie, he's gonna do it, let him do something for one. After he gets you what you want or needs, he always sarcastically says "Yeah, yeah, anything more ya need dear majesty?" Teasingly calls you that nickname when you need something, sometimes it's "Here you go dear majesty" then sighs

He insists on walking you to your dorm, if he can't he tells you to text him when you get home and if you got home safely.

He needs time to proclaim his love, he's still securing that you like him 'nd only him, he needs to get rid of people who like you too of course!

When you hug him as a greeting, he always sleeps amazingly in those days, and no, no one can wake him up, he's dreaming about your future with him.

He also secretly likes it when you pat him and scratch his ears, tho denying it and saying "Hey, stop that" you don't listen anyway, he doesn't bother trying anymore, good for him and you!

Always asks you how's your day, he may look like he's not listening but he is! He can even listen to you while his eyes are closed, whenever he notices you stop talking he tells you to "I'm listenin', go ahead 'nd continue your story"

— ( KINGSCHOLARS' PLAYLIST )

AZUL !

Sweats, pants, when he's around you while the tweels push him near you saying it was an accident.

Azul has never had time to think of love, it was erased from his mind, yet when he looks at you he seems to remember what it is, and there's no escaping how Azul becomes clumsy around you, he once spilled a drink on you, he insisted he buys you new clothes and pays for it but you insisted it was fine. (He crumbles and curls up and thinks about what he's done.)

Like Riddle, he studies you, the difference is that Riddle stores it in his mind while Azul stores it in his mind but puts it in his notebook too! The notebook's name is about y/n, he now has the habit of writing your name and drawing hearts around it.

He'd sacrifice closing Mostro lounge when he sees you don't get enough rest, he's worried about you to the max!

He's probably one for study dates, but he's worried about staying up all night with you, it's not that he doesn't want to be with you! He just wants you to get your sleep, but then if you insist on joining him, get ready because you're drinking a lot of sugary drinks.

He's an amazing cook, it's canon. He cooks for you for free and gives you the biggest discount in Mostro lounge, yes he's that whipped, he also cooks for you so you'd save money and stop eating take-out since homemade is better he says.

When you compliment him his face is redder than a strawberry and Riddle's mad face.

— ( ASHENGROTTOS' PLAYLIST )

KALIM !

Please take care of him, he's 10x more hyper with you, he's almost glowing like a lightstick or a Christmas tree which makes Jamil a lot more tired.

He's probably in love and attached to you because you care for him so much, always reminding him not to get in trouble and he just says yes with literal heart eyes.

He tells Jamil that he's ok with not helping him much about school, saying you were gonna teach him! He eats your food more than he eats Jamils'.

Even if you aren't an extravagant person, Kalim spoils the hell outta ya! Anything for you, just say it! He's almost like a Genie at this point, he has the most expensive product you use, from the brands you like and food.

Biggest hype man and is the definition of "If y/n has 1m fans I'm one of them" and so goes on.

As much as Kalim loves, loves, loves Pda! He doesn't want you to be targeted by the ones who try to assassinate him, so he discreetly just tries to hold your hand. He protects you with his everything.

He feels bad that a lot of people overwhelm you with attention sometimes because he's the "Kalim Al-asim" your privacy matters to him 100%, your safety too.

Whenever he's away he gets little trinkets and souvenirs that you love.

— ( KALIMS' PLAYLIST )

VIL !

He'd never be with someone who sees him just for his looks nor if you think he's just mean Vil.

Vil never met someone who looked at him, without being compared to Neige, nor telling him he was fit for a protagonist role, let alone maybe Rook saw him as himself.

Vil would deny he likes you, he thinks you're just attractive, that's all he says. But as he gets to know you, it seems that the goal of not letting his feelings get the best of him sabotages him.

Once he gets over the fact that he doesn't need to deny he likes you, he starts to leave hints he likes you. Giving you makeovers and giving you something he made, like perfumes, make-up, and more! He brings you to the mall for shopping, but he's mindful of the paparazzi, so it doesn't happen too often, what happens is he buys you whatever he thinks is good for you.

As stupid as it sounds, he might indulge you (he does, in fact always), and buy you those plushies and sweets you want. He bought you a bunny plush with a crown. (The bunny was purple too)

Always makes sure to compliment you and give you tips to improve yourself! He doesn't want you feeling insecure so he's there to the rescue you whenever you feel down.

He hopes your view of him not only being mean and arrogant never changes.

— ( VILS' PLAYLIST )

IDIA !

Scared. He doesn't want you to be in danger just because of him, it's better to be safe than losing someone special to him again.

Tho whenever you'd indulge him? His rant about the newest game he was waiting for, his new SSR, and the way you didn't mind his personality when it bothers others. He thinks he met an angel, oh what did he do to be blessed like this.

He makes useful things for you, and gadgets. He says there's no need to pay him, whenever he gets a hug he gets all giddy and hugs you back quickly not thinking about it because his mind is combusted already. "Thanks, Idia! You're the best!" He swears he's about to pass out.

There's this thing where you understand Idia even if he isn't saying anything, with or without the iPad you can read him like an open book and he's grateful for that, you don't judge him for being too shy and using an iPad to talk.

He now keeps a diary and rants about you there with Ortho in the diary.

— ( IDIAS' PLAYLIST )

MALLEUS !

It's not that he's unaware of what love is, he knows what it is, platonically and romantically, it's just that he doesn't know what it feels like romantically.

He's trying his best and consulting Lilia about his feelings and how he should deal with it, he's willing to do everything.

He'd stay up all night thinking about you, he sometimes even giggles at the most random time when he remembers you, Lilia just stares at him amused.

When he consulted Lilia about his feelings, all Lilia said was "I knew it! I was right!" So he asks him what to do.

People have a hard time talking to Malleus, which he's kinda upset about, but you weren't scared of him and he loves it so much. But he's afraid of hurting you, physically or emotionally, he still wants to be careful.

He wants to be hugged and have his head patted, he does want to, but you'd have to be the one to approach him because he's so scared it's like he's holding you like you're a fragile being that's bound to break any second. (Because of that he got scolded and learned to be a lot more open, he's trying ok!)

He helps you with whatever you need help with, even if you don't say anything he helps.

He does a lot of bare minimum for you, carrying your bags, helping you with homework, etc.

— ( MALLEUS' PLAYLIST )

[lost-inthedream]

SF9 reaction at shy special other craving more physical contact

Genre: fluff 😚😚😚

Pairing: SF9 x gn reader

requested: Could I get sf9 reaction with their s/o who dislike or is shy about physical contact but because of pandemic, they are craving for hug/intimacy but really shy about it?

Author note: I hope you like it, honey <3

Bonus song rec: I Got U, by Lucy

Sorry for any typo or spelling/grammar mistakes

Youngbin:

You discreetly come closer to him on the couch while you rest after dinner. Youngbin is feeling full, even lazy and so are you since he brought a delicious dish for your meal together. He does not ask any question about your arms furtively hooking on his and your head propping on his shoulder. On the contrary, he offers to make you more comfortable and safe. " Princess/prince, what about me placing my arms here?" Then his arm is encircling your shoulders and he leaves copious kisses on the top of your head mumbling sweet nothings in between.

Inseong:

Your eyes are stuck on Inseong's frame. You were supposed to chop some carrots while he washes the dishes, but he is the only one doing anything. You pout at yourself because you desperately need a hug, so you drop the knife on the counter and walk timidly toward him. He sense the warmth of your body or something once you stop behind him, so he spies on you over his shoulder. "baby??" You reply with a small, shaky "I'm here" but its enough to have him immediatly stop to pull your hands and make you hug him from behind.

Jaeyoon:

Jae is the biggest sweetheart, he is naturally pretty touchy so despite being used to your personality, he secretely wants you to be more tender. When you ask him to stay over for the night and let him sleep in your bed, he gets confused. You all lie on the mattress facing each other and he asks you with a lovely smile "Can I come closer?" Since you say so, Jaeyoon delicately slides forward before hugging you so you can be nestled onto his chest.

Dawon:

Even though he often strikes jests about hitting your house and showering you with cuddles because he is a tease, Sanghyuk is actually very respectuful. He always let the first move on physical contact up to you and that is how you all get along so well. He does not surprise you when he mentions taking you in his arms and kissing all over your face, but this time it sounds a good idea. You reply "I don't mind being in your arms", which manages to make him run out of words until he frankly asks you "Are you kidding?"

Zuho:

Juho's kittens often nestle themselves on your lap or close to you when you nap, but with people you have a hard time. Your boyfriend is comprehensive and rather kisses your cheeks or slightly fondles your back. However, today it does not feel enough to you. He runs his palm up and down your spine when you meet asking how you have been, which you respond saying you are good but your eyes intesely lock with his. "Is there anything wrong with you, my love?" he questions once more. Then you simply erases the distance between you and sink your head onto his chest. He takes the chance to tighten his arms around you for the first time.

Rowoon:

As a highly affectionate person, Seokwoo developed creative ways to keep closer: if you are sitting next to each other, his hand is on top of yours, if you are walking side by side, he catches your hand. You've never complained so he sticks with it. One of those days when you are sitting close, you look at your hands together between you and move them to your lap. It visibly has your boyfriend's blood freeze inside his veins but he leans towards you and rubs his nose on yours "can I hug you, cutie pie?"

Yoo Taeyang:

You all may do not cuddle properly but taeyang taught you how to appreciate small forms of affection. He frequently rests his head on your lap and you feel how soft his hair is. You two are talking about a dance cover he's still preparing so he stands up from time to time to show you a step. "Don't you ever get tired?" You ask playfully from the couch. He smiles and you can see his own shyness make an appearance. That has you feel the urge to hold him, so before he lands his head back on your thighs, you stop him by the upper arm. Both your faces immediately burn but he is brave to converge his torso toward yours, offering you a loose hug.

Hwiyoung:

As soon as you get at Hwiyoung's house, he includes you in his current activity. Today he's writing some lyrics and he wants your opinion about them "do you like these words, dear?" he snaps immediately after you read everything. The entire piece have earned a warm feeling in your heart and you do not even need to think before answering "everything is perfect" he leans closer to click a kiss on your cheek and you casually wrap him with your arms. He lets you be, simple returning the affection with snuggles onto your neck.

Chani:

You and chani often fall asleep together on the couch at some point in the afternoon. Sometimes you wake up with his leg on top of you, so you carefully sets free from his sleepy hold. Today his face somehow came so close to yours that you woke up with his breath warming your cheek. You curl your lips into a smile without opening your eyes and use your hand to find his. You fall asleep again before analyzing what you have done. Half an hour later, Chani catches himself in the most comfortable position ever: being held by you and he holds you. He gasps in pleasure and closes his eyes for a few more minutes.

[teddy-yandere]

Hi... Yes as you said your blog seems erase requests, I've sent it before. Please tell me if it's ok keep sending to you.

I'm gonna make this one. As you ask for Sabito request. I love him...

Sabito X Fem Reader

In AU where he doesn't die, and the darling is training with him and Makomo. At first he seems ignore her being hard on about her performance with harsh words, showing his indifference towards her to the point to make her cry. And this keeping going until she feels that's enough and shout at him showing a new side of her personality. And Sabito it's shocked, but with slowly he feels something growing inside of him. And he found himself falling on his knees... If possible I would like some romance in the end. You can added whatever you feel like, Yandere, dark themes or else...

If this ask it's not what you are looking for you can delete.

Thanks writer, take care of yourself and stay healthy.

- Harsh Words -

⚠️WARNING⚠️ will contain dark themes

A/N = I am sorry if this wasn’t exactly what you wanted , I kinda went in my own trail , and wasn’t paying attention to anything I was writing. I did not proof read this so sorry for any grammar mistakes . Enjoy !

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★ You had recently become a official me ever if the Demon Slayer corps , and you were very excited about it. In fact , as soon as you passed the final selection , you ran home to your master Sakonji to tell him the amazing news.

★ Sakonji was very proud of you. As soon as you went to bed that night , he got in contact with Sabito , and asked him if he would let you train under him for a little while. That way you can safely gain the experience of a good swordsman. Sabito was very hesitant , but eventually agreed. You had heard Sakonji mention Sabito , and Makomo a couple of times before , but never worried to much about them.

★ Oh how you wished you would have said no to working under Sabito.

★ Turns out that Sabito can be very demanding over you. Sabito never meant for his behavior to come off as rude , but he could help but worry for you ever time you went on a mission by yourself. He knew that his feeling for you could never be exposed to anyone , not even his closest friend , Makomo.

★ Makomo always tried to defend you whenever Sabito would go off on you. Sabito would only insult you if he felt like you might be in danger. He would say stuff like = “ Let me come with you in this mission , you are far to weak to defeat this demon alone”.

★ One time however, Sabito crossed the line , he accidentally said some really mean stuff about your appearance. He originally said it because he was upset that you were going on a date with Giyuu. You blew up on him , and started cussing him out ( like a badass )

★ He doesn’t know why , but he like that you were expressing yourself to him. Most people don’t know , but Sabito can sometimes be a little worshipper. From then on , he started to do everything in his power to get a little reaction out of you!

★ He also found himself thinking about you every time he was about to fall asleep.

★ This was when he started becoming more , and more obsessed with you

★ Be aide he was starting to get more obsessed with you , he started to fantasize about you. He would start to randomly daydream about kidnapping you , and having you all to himself. He knew it was selfish , but he just could not help it.

★ So he snapped

★ One day , you started to act very snarky towards him during training. He took that opportunity, and walked up to you , and knocked you out. You never saw that coming. He then took your body , and walked home , humming a sweet tune. He couldn’t wait for you to wake up. Hopefully, his little God / Goddess will be just has happy with him , as he is with them.

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Thanks for reading Darling !! <3

Feel free to request any character you want. I write for all genders. If you don’t tell me what gender you want then I will just make it gender nuetural. I write for many different fandoms such as:

• Demon Slayer

• Haikyuu

• Attack on Titan

• My Hero Academia

• Death Note

• Jujutsu Kaisan

• * Toilet - Bound Hanako - Kun

Thanks for reading Darling !! <3

[just-fan-fics]

First times

pairing: bucky barnes x neutral!reader

summary: bucky wakes up next to you for the first time.

warning: soft bucky, fluff

a/n: sorry for any grammar/spelling mistakes English is not my first language. Also there’s no specific description for reader so everyone can read it. I hope you enjoy :)

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The firsts rays of sunshine make their way throught the windows of Bucky apartment. He slowly open his eyes looking to his right and slighly squinting his eyes when the sun hits them. He yawns and gets ready to get up, but he feels a weight that would normally not be there. Bucky turns to his left and can’t help but smile widely when he sees your peaceful face while you sleep. 

You are turn on your right side which allows him to look at you and memorize every inch of your beautiful face. He could stare at you for the rest of his life and never get tired of it.

He extends his flesh arm to strock your cheek lightly. Bucky hasn’t erase the smile since he’s seen you, and he wonders how can someone make him as happy as you do. You beging to move a litlle opening one eye and looking at Bucky immediately smiling at the sight of him. 

“Morning” you say closing your eyes again and getting closer to him. “Morning, how have you slept?” he ask now strocking your arm. “Great” you answer opening your eyes. “What about you?” you say intertwining you fingers with his metal ones. 

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You are both sitting on your couch and a bag of popcorns on the microwave heating up. You are scrolling trying to find a movie to watch. "Do you mind choosing the movie while I get the popcorn?" you say. He shakes his head.

You sit down next to him after putting the popcorn in a bowl. You put the bowl in between both of you while the movie starts.

You are both in silence watching the movie while eating popcorn, from time to time your eyes will drift to the side landing on Bucky's face, he seems so peaceful and you can't help but smile. One of those time you notice that he's wearing a glove on his metal arm.

"You know that you don't have to wear the glove with me, right?" you say looking at him. Bucky looks back at you and says nothing just looks down to his hand.

"May I?" you ask taking his metal hand. He looks at you unsure, he doesn't want to scare you out. After looking at your eyes for a few seconds and seeing the care and love on them, he nods.

You take out his glove and place it on the armrest. You take his hand on yours and place a kiss on it. You smile at him before intertwining your fingers and turning your head to keep on watching the movie.

In that moment Bucky knows that is you the one he wants to spend the rest of his life with.

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Bucky looks at your intertwined hands before looking at you. “I think is the best sleep I’ve gotten in a really long time” he replies honestly. You smile back at him happy to hear that. “Should I make us some breakfast?” you ask getting ready to stand up. 

Bucky shakes his head and pulls you as closer to him as he can making you bury your head on his chest before making room so you could place it on his shoulder. “I just want to stay like this forever” he confesses before squeezing you slighly against him. 

“If that’s what you want, then that’s what we’ll do” you reply. 

In that moment, Bucky feels the luckiest man on the entire Universe with you on his arms. He wants to go back and thank the Bucky that asked you on a date, he wants to go back to that date at the park where you had your first kiss and he wants to revive this exact moment for enternity. 

“Buck” you say pulling away from him so you are now looking at those beautiful blue eyes. “What?” he asks. “I love you” 

Three words, that’s it. He thought that he couldn’t be happier than right now but he was wrong. With just three words his world becomes brighter that it already was, and living a life full of love is something that he now feel worthy of living for, he feels worthy. 

He smacks your lips together. “I love you too” he replies with the widest smile Bucky thinks he has ever worn. 

You hug him again placing your head on his shoulder while smiling. “Should we get up?” you ask again whispering on his ear. “I really really don’t want to” he says back. 

“Alright then” 

[xaharadesert]

Returned Memories - Headcanon

Arcana Characters (Main 6) x MC

A/N: This one is for @lunriphus, and has been sitting in my inbox for months, so I am so sorry. I also can’t believe I forgot about it because I was super excited to write it! The MC’s memories returning has always been one of my favourite “what ifs”, but it’s a little hard to write about because everyone’s MC has a different backstory. I’ve left it pretty vague, but of course some of the character’s have more canon relationship backstories than others, so each set of headcanons is pretty unique! Requests are open :) I’m writing this without my glasses on again, so please let me know if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes

Also: I don’t mean to be insensitive to people who have amnesia is real life— if anything within this post seems rude or ignorant, please let me know! I will fix it immediately!

❤️Julian❤️

Neither of you quite understood how exactly you got your memories back, but it wasn’t exactly the biggest concern

You finally knew who you were (are?), and you could finally make the connections that your brain had been on the verge of for so long

Julian was an excellent partner to have by your side while you navigated the differences and similarities between who you used to be and who you were now

You two had known each other to some degree before, but there was no pressure from him to be the way you used to be; he was happy for you because you seemed happier, not because he would gain anything from you recovering your memories

Some nights the two of you would stay up for hours, simply talking over some of your old shared memories, helping you connect the pieces

He was always wary of headaches— he knew that with magic involved he wouldn’t be able to do much to help you if things took a turn for the worse, so he was prepared to scoop you up and sprint over to wherever it was Asra was currently hiding out

Julian was careful not to push too hard if you were struggling to remember something you felt you should— he would be the first to remind you that these things take time, and that living in the present was more important than recalling the past

The only part of this he’s slightly bitter about is the fact that you can now remember and bring up any of the embarrassing things he did when you two first met (but he could never bring himself to stop you from mentioning them because he knew how important your memories were)

🧡Portia🧡

When you announced to her that you remembered something from your past she asked no questions, she was simply ecstatic

She knew that your missing memories could be hard on you, and there were occasions where she felt pointlessly guilty that she hadn’t known you before because she so badly wanted to give you the information you desired

So knowing that you were on the road to recovering bits of your past life? She might just have been even more excited than you!

She loves hearing you talk about anything you remember, from funny little stories to dark secrets— she feels like she gets to learn something new about you at the same time you’re discovering it, and it brings the two of you even closer

Portia is especially great at grounding you to the present

While it’s wonderful that you’re remembering your past life and everyone and everything in it, Portia could only ever be a part of your new life

Even if you started to recover more unwanted, dark memories, she would be right there to remind you that the past is the past, and as long as you’re with her, you can take or leave as much or as little of it as you want

💛Lucio💛

Finding out your memories were returning garnered an… interesting response from Lucio

He seemed conflicted, to say the least— he was happy about your excitement at recovering a part of yourself that you had previously considered gone forever, and he was glad that you could remember all of the amazing parties he used to throw, but…

What else, exactly, did you remember about him?

Did you remember him as a tyrant? A warlord? A petty imbecile, too incompetent to rule over Vesuvia?

As ignorant as he seemed to be toward mass criticism, he wasn’t as stupid as people thought— he knew that the snide comments he would still occasionally overhear weren’t isolated incidents

He knew that you loved him as the two of you were in the present; but he was terrified of what you had thought of him in the past

Lucio knew that he was capable of changing, as he had grown as a person immensely after meeting you, but would your old opinions overshadow your belief in him?

He would want to be as supportive as possible, but his doubts would plague his mind every time you would share an old recovered memory with him

This time in your relationship would be hard, without question— you would be rediscovering your past self, and Lucio would be attempting to repress his insecurities

Communication would be key in moving forward in a healthy relationship, discussing and working through any issues that may arise alongside your memories and his worries

💚Muriel💚

He would be happy for you, and proud of how much you’ve grown as a person because of it

While he didn’t know you very well before you had died (only seeing you in passing when you were with Asra), he would be very supportive of you doing what you must to regain your lost memories

He was also the first one to suggest that you spend a bit more time with Asra and others that you had known before, willing to put up with a bit more social interaction than usual if it’s for your benefit

While he isn’t one to use magic to help with your memories, if he can use his limited abilities to recreate something you vaguely remember from your past, he’d do it in a heartbeat

He couldn’t keep up much of a conversation about your past, but he would listen to you ramble on about anything you can recall for as long as you’d like

Sometimes he wondered what would have happened if he had been a larger part of your previous life— would you remember him as much as you would remember everything else, or would his curse cause even more problems?

As sad as he was that he hadn’t gotten to know you sooner, a small part of him was glad he would never have to learn the answer to that question

💙Asra💙

It’s everything he had been hoping for for the past three years

After the initial panic he had at the thought of needing to erase your memories again if the headaches started to plague you again, he promptly burst into tears

Don’t misunderstand the situation, he would love you unconditionally with or without your memories of your past together, but knowing that you were slowly starting to recover bits of who you used to be overwhelmed him with emotion

He had felt like he had failed you when he managed to bring your body back, but not the entirely of your mind

Now, that guilt seemed to slowly be seeping away, leaving him more every time you brought up something from your past that you previously hadn’t been able to remember

He would love to spend all of his time talking about the past with you, helping you remember and basking in nostalgia

The burden of your shared past was no longer his to carry alone, and he finally had the chance to apologize for your final argument together, something that he had thought he would never be able to properly move forward from

💜Nadia💜

She’s thrilled that your regaining a part of yourself previously thought to be lost forever

Having had her own memory problems regarding her life in Vesuvia prior to her enchanted sleep, she had always empathized with your plight

Knowing that you were beginning to recover, she was overjoyed, although a minuscule, unwanted voice in the back of her mind quietly echoed feelings of jealousy

She wanted you to have a past to hold onto in times of strife, and although the two of you had never met prior to her entering your shop on that fateful night, she hoped you would perhaps be able to recall her effects as Countess

Nadia loved that you were regaining your memories, but she wished she could do the same— regardless, she would support you in every way possible, applying the knowledge she had gained while attempting to recover her own memories to help you further remember your own

Forgive her if she seemed a bit aloof occasionally during your conversations about the past; she doesn’t mean to seem unsupportive in any way, but she does struggle with her own emotions regarding the matter once in a while

She’s very open about these feelings, though— Nadia values honestly over honeyed lies, and she would never be hypocritical about sharing her emotions in your relationship

[pilvimarja]

You now what im just gonna erase all the baby thing and instead i'm gonna but this in my mind:

After Jonny give Miguel to his mom he goes and ask Robby about how he felling since the ride back was really unconfotable (because you know we can see that he was starting to "paying" more atention to him) then Robby tells him what all we been thinking since season one, that he can't understand how can act so much like a father to Miguel and not to him i know he kinda all already did at the end of season 4 but i fell it could have more weight if he did it more directly. I Will put that to Jonny having his second wake up calle that and maybe a conversation yo Carmen.

And for Carmen maybe know more about her pass or since she is a nurse she be in charge off stinray and somehow discovering who really did all that to him while he was still recovering, or having a conversation to him that make him confess to the guys the one who did that to him.

And finally in the fight with Jonny and the other senseis instead of the photo of the ultrasound i I would put a montage in his mind of all the people important to him with the moments of the series.

And thats how i would fix it but i don't know, what You think?

Pd: sorry for any grammar mistakes this is not my firts languaje

I agree with you about a lot of things, anon, and I wish canon hadn't done what it did, because it had a negative effect on so many characters, not just Johnny. The ultrasound photo being the thing that motivated Johnny to keep fighting was especially dumb (also, I'm not a medical expert, but why did their baby have actual human features like a nose (Carmen even points it out!) when Carmen was still so early into her pregnancy that she didn't even have a bump??). Your version with the montage of Robby and Miguel and Carmen would have been so much better and emotionally satisfying for the audience who actually knows those character and has a connection with them. And I also like the idea of giving Carmen a more active role in the effort to bring down Terry Silver. Her working at the hospital would have been a good opportunity for her to be the one who got the confession out of Stingray. Oh well, it is what it is and the fandom is just going to have to live with it or ignore it...