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I was rather unamused. But than again how can be ok with this? After telling grim not to he ingored me and made Crowley send us on this trip. And while I do understand he wanted the free food and all, I still was not fond of all this.

But I soon found myself being told to go and though crowely seemed to lie though his teeth about the reason, I knew what it really was for, but I hoped at least for a little bit i could relax, but knowing this school that wouldn't be the case.

Sighing I walked down the hall, I was meant to meet the others here. And from what I recalled I would be in a group with a few I didn't like. The only one I would really like is duece. Though I do get along with ruggie, epel, riddle, azul, silver, sebek and idia though it wasn't so much of friendship, But more of an aquatics type of relationship rather than anything else.

And rook and Jamil are on the hate list for me. Because they both give me an unsettling vibes. Something about them was wrong that it set off all the alarm bells. Maybe because I'm a girl and thus have to be more aware of anything dangerous. (Though I did hate to think like that because gender shouldn't mater but even I know some times being a female meant I thought and did things differently)

Sighing again I made it to the mirror chamber I couldn't hear anything since I did have music playing in my ears as I held to bags for me and grim for the three days two nights getaway. Grim who seemed hyped up had darted off and while i did call for him he had ingored me. So when I did get there I was srupised.

Quickly pulling out the headphones letting the music blaring in the air. As I found myself waving at him. "Hey!!! How are you, I thought i wouldn't see you till I got back!" I found myself quickly moving to to the familiar male as my heart flutter in my chest since this was the guy I had feelings for.

He smiled in a way that had its way at getting to me and was again glad unlike my mother I took my father's darker completion (at least for these moments) which did well to hid any blush since I could feel the slight warmth of my cheeks.

"I was invited, and it seems from the luggage you are coming along as well?"

His voice like always did things to me with how good it sounded. Real asmr that soothens the soul.

"I am, grim despite me telling him no, seemed to do the same thing we did to Leona but to Crowley, ans welp here I am, but honestly im super happy to have someone to talk too." Was it shade, maybe a little bit, but the thought of being able to talk to Horton more made me rather happy. "Oh but I guess that means the letter i left for you might not do any good." I slightly sighed and hummed in thought.

Though before I could say anymore Crowley decided to intrupted us and begin talking which I found myself tuning out. But not wanting to deal with grim I decided to get the pet pack ready to stick him in. Thougu while I was setting it up even getting some snacks for him.

I could hear that one of my favorite professors seemed to be coming along which sort of made me hopeful. And like always i was distracted by the adorable of a feline that lucius was. And I moved to give him a snack which grim was quick to protest.

Rolling my eyes I lifted grim in my arms before lightly tapping his nose. "If you don't want to share than you are going to behave, or I will give away all your snacks."

Grim being grim was loudly protesting before huffing as I moved to put imhim away with his snacks and I apologize for grims behavior once again. Who was now grumbling in the pack. And with grim no longer able to see and with quiet permission I gave lucius a few pets and a little bit of cat snacks.

Unfortunately my happy mood again was intupted by Crowley and he motion us to head into the mirror and honesty it reminded me of the genshin screen that blinded on with bright light, so I did my best to be one of the last ones in and before I knew it we were in the new place.

Looking about I was in awe. This place, had a feeling that seemed familiar to me. Not in the way that I've been here before, but like I've seen it before. Though I could only wonder why for it was like an itch I did not fully know why.

Not to long into looking about I would hear a voice seeming to address all of us ans just a look between all the tall people around me and I found the need to hide myself behind Horton. Something felt wrong.

Not in the way that I sence something wrong with Jamil or rook. No. This felt wrong in a different sort of way. Like a darkness so much more evil. That the alarm bells weren't just ringing they were screaming! And of course the guys didn't sense nothing.

Honestly as their seemed to be all sort of talking and what not the guys couldn't seem to feel it like I can. Girl things I guess. Men do seem to be dumb to danger, while women sense it much to strongly. At least I was able to remain hidden as we were lead on and this guy. (What was his name again? Something flame-o? Honestly I wasn't listing thanks to my music being plug back in around this point.)

We moved along with following glad grim was put in his pack since I'm sure he would have bought attention to me as I did ny best to hide, in fact we made it a good while hidden by everyone while following along at least till after a lot of walking we had to meet my most hated enemy.

Stairs! So I of course went up the stairs feeling tried and wanting to cry while also trying to keep control of my breathing (since I didn't want to look like a loser) and due to the much smaller stature and the fact that stairs are in fact the top five evil things known to man, I took a rather long time getting up to the point grim complain and I decided to let him out of his pet pack and he raced up the rest of the stairs. Shaking my head I took on plug out just to make sure he didn't cause any problems I wouldn't know about.

Though by time I did make it up everyone seemed to be busy with something or another. As they all seemed to be in their own little groups. And all I wanted to do was sit down as my legs hurt and I wanted to relax. Unfortunately my lone visit away from everyone made me a clearly easily seen target. And the guy who I was trying to avoid came up to me.

Demanding to know what I was doing here, and that this was a private area. And me being me, froze like a frighten rabbit. Eyes widen and all thought seemed to go blank as I was scared. Though I didn't have to fear for to long as my favorite teacher spoke, who followed by riddle and duece came to my rescue and informed our guide that I was in fact with them.

And while eyes weren't on me I moved more into the room, hoping to find someone to hide behind, or at least actually look around to examine everything since I did find learning fun. Though I didn't get far as I was addressed and I turn to look hating the fact that my name again having been given put like Halloween candy.

Turning our guide was addressing me and trying to avoid looking people in the eye I did noted the pretty design on the cloth he was using. Mentally making a note of the fabric, that I would love to try and use on a project.

But that was for a side note for later right now I was dealing with this guy who seemed seemed to be waiting for a response. Which honestly I didn't fully understand since it didn't make sense at least at the moment and might need more thought something I didn't have so I simply nodded. "Oh... un ok?"

I was even looking at him my eyes off else where as not to deal with, this. I really rather be else where at the moment. But it seemed the guide's attention was drawn else where and I used that to get away.

And the safest place go me anyway was closest to Horton, why he made me feel like that, I don't know but o do. And it's why I longed to be beside him.

Though since he seemed busy I just decided to plug my headphones back in and just hang out with him and the other two since being a third wheel is better than fully being alone. Though I did reach out and lightly tug at Horton's sleeve.

Horton glanced down at me while I up at him and he seemed to smile and give a soft nod. Glad for the wordless confirmation that I would in fact not be forgotten made sure my music was at a good level and made my way with spending time this group.

And once we begin moving again did we make our way down the stairs to do what I didn't know nor did I care so long as I can remain hidden though grim did seem to return and from his grab-y motions i knew he wanted to be carried this i lifted him in my arms and and carried him the rest of the way down though once he hit the bottom grim shifted wanted to be put down thus I let him down and he walked on his own

I followed quietly and before I knew it we were being lead somewhere our guide seemed to switch to the ones from before, these guys seemed kinder and I didn't feel as stressed or worried unlike before, but I wasn't to fond of being lead somewhere with out knowing and pauses my music to see if I could pick up context clues as to what was going on.

After a bit of putting it together I decided to speak up. As they were leading off a few of the guys to their own changing room asking if it was possible that they would have anything that would fit me and that would we have time to clean them before wearing.

Unfortunately that wasn't the case and decided to use some wipes and some hand sanitizer I carried to at least wipe the clothes they ended up giving me.

And while I had assumed they wouldn't, what with me never been here before the clothes actually fitm which was deeply worry some. But all alone I didn't want to open my mouth to say to much. So with clothes cleaned as best as I can grim dressed and sent put i begin looking myself over. And honestly the outfit was really cute.

It also helps that its sort of hits the type of style I like. So I was throughly happy with it. And not one to let this moment slip by I was quick to snap a few pictures and send them to Horton, Trey, my vp and my only female friend that I've only know from online (I did crop out my face before I sent the picture of me in the dress to my online only friend.)

Once that was set I spent a good while thrilling and attempting to dance with myself as I imagine all sort of things in my head giggling a romantic moment with a handsome man, or even thinking up fanfic ideas till I heard the guys who escorted us to the rooms ask if i was alirght and that it was time to meet the others for I was late.

I hummed and moved to wrap up before heading out the door. I was than lead outside where it seemed everyone including grim was already there. Seeing Horton, I found myself taken aback with how good he looked. Though I also pushed away a thought that should not be acknowledged.

Either way I made my way to him. "Yoi look really good." Why did those words make my face warm up?

I watched as Horton smiled again at me. "I thank you for the compliment, though I am also glad you arrived when you did, since I wish to take a picture of sebek and silver to send to lila since ny own phone broke."

Hearing that I rose a brow. "Broke it again?"

The sound of his laugh sent chills down my spine. As Horton nodded. "Unfortunately I did."

I chuckled and rolled my eyes and moved to take the photo. Once the photo was taken out attention was drawn to our guide and I sighed deeply shifting slightly. Seems we were going to be split up in groups which honestly I wasn't to found of since I had a feeling I would be alone. I just had to hope that wouldn't be the case.

I sighed, even if it was I hope everything goes well.

Unfortunately while not completely wrong also not right. Since I was with the professor, which at least meant i was with someone I can trust i left the guys alone in the city and honestly given the crew we have i was mildly worried that we would be banned from the city and know as swindlers and maybe tax evasion. After a another moment of thought i scratched that and changed mildly to deeply. Because again I fear what these guys will do.

But I couldn't think more on that as every one split off to look around. Though as we looked around I couldn't help but wonder if this would be how it would feel to go to France in my own world, and should I cross that off the bucket list since I'm going here? While not fully sure I just continued to look around. After all not only is this educational, but I get to be with Horton! Though would sort of not like to have Jamil here, but I'll deal.

Soon we would be at the waterway and I found it relaxing sort of something I always wanted to do but was to chicken was to go to things like this and just look about. Though given how everything is and as everyone spoke I felt like something people would use as escape tunnels, to flea.

And while I don't know this world's history to well I know my own and I recalled that France did happen to have a lot of fights for powers. And had changed hand more than once. And while I was lost in my own thoughts mumbling about wars from a world a wasn't in. I soon realized grim was walking away. And with a curse quickly ran after him.

And it seemed no one notice till I manged to catch up and lift grim into my arm's. Grimm though seemed to be distracted and when I noticed what he was seeing I sighed softly again wondering why he tried to deny his cat-ness.

None the less when the group caught up to us i explain grim seemed to be mesmerized by the barber pole. In which everyone begin discussing hair cuts which honestly made me want to roll my eyes cause these guys sometimes were a bit much. Though I was unamused by them teasing grim.

And I asked them to not do so, and I was very clear with it as well, grim for his part was annoyed and somewhat throwing a but of a fit, which given the teasing was fair. But that seemed to be the point where we would have to leave which sucked, since I wanted to spend more time with Horton, but who knows what the others were doing. So it makes sense we make sure they are not doing anything illegal.

Sighing sadly I waved at everyone though my eyes were mostly focused on Horton and the way his smile made my heart flutter and the butterflies in my stomch, dance. My face grew warmer as he promised to see me (and grim too but that part is ingored) again. And I promised to see him again. And than turn to follow the professor to where we are going next

And while I didn't not keep track of the time which perhaps I should have. We soon found ourself meeting azul's team. They seemed to be looking for gifts. And I also found myself trying to muffle a laugh at the sky insult, which duece try to say was a joke. But given who was saying it made not so sure.

None the less we found ourself looking at necklace that made that familiar feeling go off. As if I recalled them and even what the man said seemed to make the feeling worse. "Holding the city in your hands" the pain grew a bit worse causing me to wonce slightly as my fingers touched the noting and the stone peice.

Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath despite the pain something told me to get one even not for gifts for others but at least for myself. Though when question I said it reminded me of a dream catcher and that reminded me my own home, and that was good enough for me. And though I had said that I hadn't thought of it at first but it was partly true.

And with the necklace in my hands we parted from the group to look for more stuff though after looking about while getting a good history lesson which I found interesting (grim for his part did not)

We bumped into idia's group. Or rather grim ran off and I had go after him which then lead us to meet idia's group.

After some talking we ended up following idia to a stall that seemd to sell both grape juice and while grapes. And I admit I was reminded that grapes have seeds in them, luckily I didn't voice my confusion and looked stupid. After all I was so use to seedless grapes that I was begin to think that was the default.

No mater it didn't happen if I didn't say it. Though I was also reminded how much of a dick Crowley was when grim who wanted both was denied it. And I was about to suggest that grim could have my portion before rook suggested paying the underclassmen, though it seems idia also decided to pay for half and thus grim got his both and o got the juice I had said I wanted. And honestly it was really good.

Though it would be cooler if I put it in a wine glass and pertented it was wine. Though after all France was known for their wine (though here it was the grapes it self but well ingoee that for now)

Oh and in genshin my first husbando liked wine to and his least favorite was grapes juice. Just thinking about it made me giggling to myself at how that handsome fave of keaya would look like if he saw me (if I was the traveler) drinking grape juice. Oh my gosh just thinking of the plot bunnies had me attempting to keep my fangirl self inside.

But like all good thing that had to end and off we left the group to look around for a bit more before we went to the meeting spot. Which i felt happy about because I would get to see Horton again! Which honestly I was always up for that.

Though I also had to admit I did want to sit down for a bit since it seemed we were doing a lot of walking. And the weather while cool was still warm for the layers I was wearing, didn't help that I unfortunately had dark colors as well which did not do well in helping with trying to stay cool. Though at least with my sunglasses (seems unlike azul they didn't have my prescription) it wasn't as bright)

I soon found myself dealing with everyone and like usual the high engery of the group as well as everyone around us, was rather much for me, but by staying quiet I just listened to everyone speak. At least till everyone idia and malleus pointed out a few things happening in some tents.

And while I did feel a bit overwhelmed by both males trying to draw my attention to two different directions i glanced to where malleus had pointed since, how could I deny my crush anything (well I did have my limits yes, but looking wasn't going to kill me)

Turning to see what was that caught Horton's eye I found myself seeing a stilt walker. Grim for his part seemed shocked and amazed at the thought of being so high.

Though grim being well grim begin claiming he would taller than Horton if he were on it which the male seemed to dash those hopes for the feline. And grim not one to give up, decided he would bring me into the conversation, when all I had been doing was watching wondering what made them want to fight about height.

Seeing both eyes now on me I again felt that slight overwhelmed but answer anyway. "That seems kind of scary and dangerous, cause what if we fall?" Not to mention as someone who is rather close to the ground, I wasn't to sure how I would feel much higher in the air.

Horton smirked, which like always did things to me that I had to do my best to hold back. Afrer all no need to make myself look like a shameful idoit after all.

Though he was clearly speaking to grim telling the feline to not do things that would get himself unnecessary. Which was fair, give grim's plain was to use me and the stilts as a boost to try and be taller than the male. Though I found myself wondering what Horton meant by it not working.

Though it seemed that would be unanswered as soon duece. Azul and than grim would bring my attention to other things. Not truly able to decide with azul's choice since between the both of them grim wasn't as much as a threat. So I turn to see what drew azul's attention and found myself seeing tight rope walkers. Which both azul and grim seemed to be fascinated by.

Though I also was interested in it I was also worried since for some reason I very much recalled what happened to Robin's parent's. Which might not have been a good thing to recall while watching people tight rope walk.

Though after that everyone's attention would be bought to the students from royal sword academy, which honestly I didn't care about since I've only knew one person from there and that was trey's cat friend. Though I was also reminded that riddled was their childhood friend. Which while not completely forgotten was never really bought up. And I'm a take more including to recall things involving Trey and Horton. Since I really want the both of them to see me in positive light.

That thought did make me wonder what sort of outfit trey would be wearing if he was here with us. Though I didn't get to think to long on it before it seemed everyone moved to head to the seats and I quickly moved to follow as not to be left behind.

And with out my input it seemed I got voted to sit with professor terin, azul and idia which I wasn't against since they were ones I can get along with. Though I felt my heart soar when Malleus asked to sit near me "but of cor-" though my words were cut of my grim's interjection which made me frown as it seemed that grim wanted to sit by me. Which he could just sit on my lap.

But before I could even mention that tid bit of information sebek begin with his angry expression and booming voice spoke up wanting to take the spot from grim so that he could sit near Horton. And while idia mention someone stepping in, I knew it wouldn't be me. Not when sebek was angry, nope not at all. Rather I was doing my best to make myself look as small as I could and actively trying to hide behind some of the taller guys around me.

But like my home life where their was the ranging fire that was my father, came the calm water like my mother. So too did sebek have his own water, to lower his temperature and calm him down. To be able to take the flames of his emotions to act as his counter balance, and thus helping all around the taller male be more resonable in public society. silver.

Perhaps it was because silver notice my distress (maybe the only one unless Horton notice and hadn't had a chance to say anything) but like my mom would interjected and thus calm, The raging flames of the beast. Silver would.mention that sebek and grim should play a simple game to see who would win the spot. A rather simple solution. Though watching the simple interaction made me long for home again.

Because while not perfect my parents did what they could for me and my siblings. And I grew up rather well, despite all the cards against us. And while not rich, their wasn't a day I wasn't able to eat, drink, with the protection from the elements and even given a few extra things on the special occasions like birthdays and holidays. And even now I am still greatful for all I've have given to me.

Just thinking of my family made my heart ache more, for I wonder would I even see them again? Lost in the thought of home I didn't realize grim and sebek play a round of rock paper scissor, till grim was celebrating his win. And I found myself blinking. Looking to grim and than sebek.

And while sebek was now depressed and voicing it (which was nothing like my father) I mumbled to myself rather confused to how he lost. Since a game with grim should have been rather easy since it is more of a game of fifty/fifty with them stack in your favor. since the feline can only do rock and paper. So the winning way, is to do paper and only paper because you'll he stuck with a tie or a win, and if you paper long enough grim will change the choice to rock thus another paper would win you the game.

None the less now that everything was decided and sebek got pulled talked to sit nearby with the others though it seemed I was unluckily as the out guide from before returned and much to my annoyance azul invited him to join us. And like I thought before azul mention for grim to be in my lap. And of course I was given no room to say anything (not that I would have the courage to say so anyway especially in this unfamiliar place.)

My only blessing was that Horton had moved over to sit next to me thus giving flamey(?) A spot to sit on the otherside of Horton. Sebek of course complained but was shot down by azul and told to quiet down as the main even begin.

Which would be best since its wouldn't be wise to draw unwanted attention to us, especially so since we're meant to be representives of NRC, and I don't want to even begin dealing with Crowley's bull shit when I get back... well about things that aren't necessarily anyway.

Pushing that thought aside I figured i would watch the event after all its meant to be something interesting and new knowledge to randomly tuck away. Which i do love learning. And than pulling out random tid bits like the nerd I am.

What I hadn't expected as the show went on the ache in my head to start and grow wrose, and as I continued to watch the familiar feeling of familiarity to fill me and with that feel the pain and a word slip past my lips, in a soft murmur, but in doing so the pain increase ten folds. And it suddenly felt as if I had been slammed in the head by a metal object.

But it seems my distress wasn't unnoticed this time as a soon found myself pulled to one side and a soft gasp leaving me as I than found a gloved hand upon my face. And everything around me seemed to blur into the back ground while I found myself staring into the other worldly green eyes of malleus. And if not for the fact that my head felt like it was going to split in two, maybe I could enjoy this postion a bit more.

I found myself unable to look away with how close he was to me, and I felt like I would surely faint as it felt that he was drawing closer my eyes seeming to take a moment to look away from his own only to glance at his lips before back into his eyes. And it wouldn't be till he pulled away from me that I would realize that the pain in my head had stopped and that I had seeming to remeber to breath.

"Are you feeling better ----?" His voice scent chills down my spine. As I wonder if he could feel the heat in my face though his gloves though I hoped he hadn't.

"Yeah, thank you." Though he did heal my head, his actions caused my heart to ache as I wonder if I was a fool for thinking he was going to kiss me. How dumb of me, like, he would want to, yet that very thing had given me hope. Not to mention we now were sitting even closer with our legs touching and maybe it was false hope that maybe just maybe with the smallest of chances that he at least likes me a tiny bit.

I was again distracted from my own thought by music and dancing and idia seemed to voice my inner thoughts and luckily it was him being scolded for not wanting to do what I to amd fully in agreement with, but I wouldn't want to admit it, though it seemed I would be forced to do so. I just nodded when asked to get up and pray that no one would make fun of me, a whole reason why despite loving dancing only do so in the privacy of my room or where ever I am sure no one would see me.

So getting up from my seat i made my way to the area where everyone was dancing grim who I had held in mt arms was carefully put down and given a soft pet and making sure I was hidden slightly by the sides I mindful of my movements, doing my best to not do to showy movements as to not draw attention to myself. After to big and I'll be seen, but not moving at all will draw attention as well so small movements.

Bouncing from one foot to the other. A small spin clock wise than some arm motions but not full extended unless pointing downward. Turn counter clock wise. Fluter the hem of the dress a bit. Another spin, another flar of the dress before spining again. Some bouncing from on leg to another. Etc etc. This while not to showy would make it so I appeared to be into it more so than anyone would think, at least at a glance anyway, since I was indeed counting on no one noticing me since I should blend into the crowed despite being at its edge.

Though it was my fake dancing which let me remain in the same spot that allowed me to see grim having the time of his life, which made me happy, as well as to see the guy I liked dancing so nicely. And at one moment it looked like grim and Horton were dancing with each other, though at the end of the dance grim seemed to have taken the spotlight at least for out little group which had me clapping happy for him

I would than cross from the edge where I stood and make my way to everyone. Where we all (or rather they guys talked), well before grim decided to do something stupid, though I noticed maybe a bit to late. As I worried tried to stop the feline only for the are to be covered with fireworks.

And while pretty, it was something grim wasn't meant to do, though before I could scold grim it seemed the other people around us seemed to enjoy it. Still what if something had happened? So thus I begin to scold grim like the naughty cat he was and lifted him in my arms before speaking to him like I would my cats back home. Giving him belly scratches and belly rubs but being rather rough with it as I baby talked him or rather baby scolded him.

After all what better way to scold a naughty cat that to mess with them? And i had been in the middle of smothering grim with love (who was trying to wiggle away) before the sound of more fireworks filled the air. As I looked about my grip losing enough for grim to escape my grasp.

looked about i noted many of the other schools begin using their magic to make fireworks. Frowning it seemed we started a chain reaction of fireworks. Though it seemed like everything was ok given we weren't being yelled at.

Though all I can do was let out a deep sigh of expression. I swear I'm going to end up aging like milk with the rate these guys continue to give me panic attacks and axsity. But at least we're not in trouble, so a small blessing I guess. But I sighed again and did find myself looking into the sky for the fireworks. Honestly they were quite pretty.

Though like always the sound of my name alreted me as I quickly turn to where the voice came from. What had been said before I don't know, but my attention was now draw to Horton. "Join us in the festivities. I'll be right over there." The male would motion to where he was going before walking off. And I felt worth in. My cheeks as my heart flutter. He was inviting me somewhere! Stupid yes. But these little things kept me hooked into believing maybe I was at least tolerated.

Though happiness only last a moment when another voice much to close to me seemed to speak and the unsettling feeling begin to stir in me as I looked to who I had been left with. (For it seemed even grim had left me alone)

Rollo pollo beging speaking like one of the crazy Christians that give us fellow Christians a bad name. Very much reminded of them protesting at the cons I've gone go to or when they crazy west borrows do stupid shit. But rather than answer him. I musterd up my courage or rather maybe just putting on airs as not to seem weak. Glared darkly looking at the male like he was less than dog shit at the bottom of one's shoe, before attempting to walk away.

What I hadn't expected was a hand to grap onto me and the act I was putting on shattered like wet paper. As I looked up at the male with fear. Who demanded i answer him. My voice was stuck in my throat as the fear filled me, but it seemed no answer was not right as the grip on my arm tighten and I manged to find words to his answer.

"Its unsettling, sometimes." My eyes darting back and forth looking for a way out as I kept trying to tug my arm away from the grip that held me. My response seemed like it was good since the hand let go and I was quick to be able to pull my arm free. And the male said something that set the alarm bells off, like something from a movie or video game. And I quickly whipped my head back to the male who once held my arm, which I now protective held close to my chest as if that would protect the limb from being grab again.

As I wonder what in the world that villian line was; grim came to me drawing my attention to him. Before setting off another firework with his magic. He was such a good cat. But not wanting to be here I glanced behind me to see the male still there. And quickly lifted grim into my arms and make my way to where malleus was in hopes to be protected.

And it would take a few hours before the unsettling feeling would go away enough that I was able to have fun again. Only it seemed that the jerk who had assulted me was bought up and as I listened to the two guys from the college speak I couldn't help but frown, since they spoke of someone who it seems they truly didn't know. If the phantom feeling of a tight grip on my hand had anything to say about it. But what would it do me to bring it up? Thougj I really wanted to. Though I had posted it online I haven't bought it up in the physical plane.

Sighing I wonder if I should after all maybe it would be good to let the know. But what if they didn't belive me? Or worse didn't care? That very thought made a lump form in my thorat. After all what importance am I? Soon though we all found ourself caraled like cattle into the collage. Which didn't help me feel any better and I really wanted to grab onto malleus's sleeve, but at the same time I wouldn't want to be a burden.

While now in a large area that reminded me so much of the hall of a church. A catholic church to be more persistence, and while not part of that branch I'm not stupid not to mention I do have a few distinct relatives who are. Not that any of that matters as I found myself shifting slightly in postion unable to really see anything from my position

But that didn't mean I couldn't hear as the mention of flowers were bought up and soon I too noticed flowers that seemed to appear upon the pillars of the room. And from what I could see I soon found myself begin srounded by the flowers. I could hear duece and rook shouting and I froze up and closed my eyes as knew I was going to be hit by this wave of flowers that had block all my exits.

A tick, and second and moment passed by and nothing. Opening my eyes I blinked. Nothing confused and greatful I moved to get away from everything and back to the safety of the group. As I did so it seemed 8 had to pause and grab my sunglasses that fell since I wasn't going to leave those behind, I need to stick those in the pocket of the dress as not to lose them rather than hang then from my neck line. But it seemed that moment of dealing with my glasses trey's (and less extent) riddle's friend was trap by the flowers. Concered I made the rest of the way to the problems in hopes he had the answers.

Which it seemed he did since he called the flower 'fire lotuses' which they did remind me of flames. Though going into detail was not professor trein, rather was malleus who spoke of the flower and what it does, and how it was meant to have vanished ages ago. And I found myself clushung at my arm recalling the villian line, and the unease feeling I had felt, the one of darkness that made me rather fearful.

And it seemed that I was right as malleus than told us to ask someone who than responded to him. As we all turn to see who spoke. And ehyup, bad feeling was rather accurate on this one. And of course villian speech. Right out of a dann book, was this guy reading the same book as senior senior senior?

Anger bubbled inside me as he continued to give his villian speech and which than had us running to the windows to see that in fact the horror of the flowers covering the city. And I could no longer hold me rage. "How fucken dare you! You fucken monster! You God damn sinner! What you're doing could very well end up with people dying! And for what?! Some selfish gain! You fu-" before I could speak more i was hit with another wave of pain as the image of flames appeared in my mind, like a familiar sight.

Covering the city and the church(?) Collage(?) What was this image. As I delt with my own pain it seemed that basted continued his evil speech before the very ground beneath our feet gave way with the sounds or metal.

My life flashing before my eyes as as I cried out reaching out for the male I loved as I cried out for help. While said male yelled out for me. I know not if he reached out for me as I found myself plunge into darkness as I feel and I did the only thing I could do and pray to not die and for use to figure out how to get out of this alive. For all I had was my faith.

Thankfully my prayers were heard and professor trein manged to cast a spell that prevented those of us who couldn't do so to make it out to safety by leasing our landing speed.

Once in the ground we were quick to realize that many flowers seemed to be here as well. An unsettling thought. And I couldn't help but wish I had a sythe to cut all these flowers that seemed to grow like weeds.

Which unfortunately had all of us attempting to pull the flowers out like weeds and honestly it was a shit plain but the only one he had so thus I found myself having to get rid of these things glad to have gloves to yank at the stupid things since I rather not hurt myself.

And what would feel like forever we ended up seeing they sky and being free, though we did find ourselves in a familiar area that we had come to visit before... well some of us anyway. Though from down here we can hear the cries of the people and my stomch twisted in a knot. And I inched closer to malleus wanting some sort of comfort.

Ask the while everyone discussed what was going on and it made a lot of sense I even manged to pipe up about I had been feeling uneasy around Rollo, since the moment he appeared. After a pause i mention how at the festival I had been roughly grab and forced to answer a question I hadn't wanted too. Ingoring the fact that that recalling said thing had my hands trembling.

The discussion went on for a bit longer before the attention was bought to malleus. And before we knew it thunder and lighting sounded as the ground shook and I will only admit to myself, but damn was it rather exciting and very much hot to see this side of the normally relaxed and chill male. It was like the good type of hunter/prey dermatic. The very same thing that made me love zhongli.

Though his attractive and rightus anger aside. Those flowers were getting way to close to malleus, and the thought of them hurting him made me move. Though it felt like I was walking in a moving vehicle.

"Malleus? You need to calm down, please?" I found myself looking at the flowers behind him, and than back to malleus himself. It also seemed sebek and silver were also trying to calm him down. Though before I could grow closer and in great anger after expressing said anger a loud explosion and than dust filled the air and I did what I could to keep from breathing it in though I still coughed rather ugly.

And it took a moment for the dust to clear and to discover malleus was ok that I found myself tearing up as malleus was scolded by professor trein, sebek and silver. I finish making my way to his side and hesitantly reached out for his sleeve. "I... I was worried, you were going to be hurt." I looked up at the male wanting him to understand that the mere thought of him being hurt, caused my very heart to ache. Even if I could not say it in words I wanted him to know how much I loved him.

For a moment his face held an expression that I could assume was surprised before he smiled a soft smile that made my heart skip and beat before the hand of the sleeve I wasn't holding carefully found its way to my head to give me a couple of gently pats.

"Do forgive me, I hadn't meant to worry you."

I found myself softly smiling back up at him. "I know, but I can't help it, you know?" I looked away for a moment as I felt my face become warmer. Though this small moment between me and malleus seemed to be intupted by a cough that was clearly on purpose and I quickly let go and took a step back while turning to who had coughed and I tried to pertented I hadn't been lost in the most lovely of green eyes.

It seemed the moment was for the moment being brushed under the rug for now, while the discussion about the flowers begun. After all the flowers were now wilted and while epel was speaking it reminded me over over watering where the routes would also act the same way.

Though we also learned another unsettling thought, of the flowers draining more magic than one would think from malleus. And it seemed malleus did try to save me, I swear if it wouldn't make me look stupid I might just swoon.

I hummed as we all begin trying to think of a way to save people. And it took me a bit before it clicked while and I gasped sharply as it hit me like a frate train. "The bell."

Though azul and idia got it rather well as well, the bell had to be explained to malleus, and while I did love the man, I did have to agree with idia that my crush did seem a bit spacey (well not the exacted wording idia used but still)

And so while the guys seemed ready to storm the bell tower it seemed that professor terin try to deny them from going up there.

Though it was easily found out he really shouldn't go due to the elder hurting his back. And I couldn't help but wonder if I should go. After all the flowers don't effect me. But those words were caught in my thorat.

And as I tried to work the courage to speak those words it seemed the choice was made for me and it seemed I would be helping professor trein save the towns people, and with a bit of encouragement it seemed grim was on bored as well. Though while everyone else seem to be going to the bell tower, and it seemed the point was made that the jerk was most likely in the tower a possibility I was hoping wouldn't be the case but, most likely it is.

And fearful for everyone's safety and most of all malleus's I reached into my pockets that the lord these type of dresses had a hidden pocket in them. And a bit of a stretch I grab onto the bandana that I sowed my inntals ages ago, and had been my very first project. And while the work isn't the best and the lettering could have been thinner (I hadn't realized I shouldn't use the same method as one would to sow for embroidery)

But it was still something i dare not part with. And would like to not lose it what so ever, so thus it was perfect for what i wanted to use it for. Once I had it in hand I moved to grab malleus's attention by tugging at his sleeve again. Who than paused talking with the others to look down at me.

Despite the nervousness I spoke. "Can you take this?" I held out the folded cloth to the male hoping he would. "I know its dumb, but I think I'll feel safer knowing you'll have to return this back to me." I couldn't look him in the face as a part of me feared he would reject taking something randomly from me, though it seemed the others were going to add their two cents.

And I suddenly felt stupid as I delt with the negative remarks. After all where would malleus put the cloth if he didn't have a pocket. "Um... uh his horn?" A dumb remark but they were pushing me for an answer I hadn't really thought of, and hey his hat can sort of be a hidden pocket right?

Though with more angry responses I wanted to hide. As I felt smaller and smaller. And I couldn't help as a tear fell down my face. Due to all the yelling on top of the stress from the day.

Movement beside me had me turn back to malleus before his hand rested on my cheek wiping away the tear before he got down on one knee while taking off his hat.

"I would be honored to wear your favor" the look on malleus's face and the fact he was on his one knee i swear I this man is going to kill me with this type of shit.

I had to hide my mouth with my hand as to not be seen biting my inside of my mouth just below my lower lip. Because I sweat if I didn't I would make a bigger fool of myself by stretching like a pterodactyl. Rather because of my muffins I only squeaked and not tusting my word I simply nodded.

Ans I honestly didn't care what was being said around me since it was all simply white noise, even sebek yelling was nothing but white noise to me as I was more focused on wrapping and tieing the fabric to his left horn. Though to me it would be on his right side.

Once done I took a step back, malleus return the hat to his head all the while standing to his full hight. It was enough to make me want to swoon, but I did my best to hold it together.

My heart was pounding in ny chest at the expression on his face that I wish to see more. If only I knew how he felt about me, I just wished he would like me the way I did him. "Again please be safe." The words left me and I truly found myself worrying about the male. Maybe if I had been brave I could be the one going to the tower to ring the bell, so that he wouldn't risk getting hurt. But I had been to much of a coward and now he along with the others were going, I just had to hope for the best.

What i hadn't next expected was for my hand to be grabbed and watched as malleus placed a gentle kiss to the back of my hand. "I to ask you to be careful, ----."

My brain having decided to short crucit at this very moment. Only manged to let me nodded as he gently let go of my hand and moved to walk towards the others who had already been walking a bit away. And with that everyone than proceeded to head off to the tower.

While I was left with grim and professor trein though after a moment of finally rebooting I moved to walk some distance to muffle a loud high pitched squeal as I was to over whelmed with excitement and pure joy. Because oh my gosh that was something straight out of manwana! Like ah! And taking a few more moments to try an rein in the crazy fangirl i was. I manged to calm myself down and recall that we were in fact in a love or death type situation and I should act like it. So quickly moving back to the other two I apologized and waited for us to head out. But still I worried for the guys and let put another pray that everything will end up ok.

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((Note i will be editing this when the rest of the event realses in English, and this but will taken put to add the rest but for now I wait ))

#winds art #twistober2023 #no beta we die like men #day 30 #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland fanfic #glorious masquerade #i will update this

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so-many-feelings-to-contain · 5 months ago

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I don't really know what to say right now.

I'm at Rose's house with Lexi, but I needed to journal about this thing with Leo. The whole thing feels... unfair. I feel good knowing that Rose also sees how jealous they are of me both having a partner because they want one and because they can't have me, but that comes at a cost. It means that this person feels a bit possessive (wrong word but you get the idea) about me. I begged them for so long to treat me with respect, they KNEW everything I had been through with Jesse, and still pushed me away romantically and platonically. They feel so entitled to Ezra saying things like "can't he see I'm trying to work things out?" When Ezra doesn't respond. Unfortunately, these are the consequences of your actions, and all I'm seeing now is just how they have a desire to be a puppeteer and control everything around them.

I was shocked at how willing they were to just subtweet me in the dream channel. What did they think people weren't going to notice? How unfair. And I know that since I don't know their dating history, it's not super fair to assume it was about me. But how could I think otherwise? This whole thing about them being lonely started when Lexi and I started getting more and more serious, and they were weird for a bit about her. Leo is yet another person in my life who just doesn't want me to be happy, and only wants a piece of me. Well they don't get to have me. And honestly, I kind of want to channel my inner Rose and just not give it any further thought. "Is this making me a better person?" No, I honestly feel like they are just trying to toy with me a bit and right noe it feels like its working. But maybe that means I shouldn't let them and I should go about my life. I can't do anything in this moment to stop them from this path of self sabotage and I don't feel I can do anything quite yet about the subtweeting. I definitely want more distance tho, even more than I had before. And honestly, I need a bit of space from the server for a day or two. I don't feel good about trying to interact unless absolutely necessary when one of the members is being so weird about me. I thought about turning off my Discord status like I usually do but honestly? I want them to see that I am paying them no mind.

The fact this is all happening on the weekend Jesse is getting married is not lost on me. That whole thing with Jesse makes me feel.... weird. Like it feels weird to hear her get married after all of those promises she made a few years ago about wanting to do that with me. She treated me so horribly, and she just gets to move on like nothing happened, and I doubt she told Lindsey. Part of me is panicked because this is my last chance to tell Lindsey her soon to be wife is an abuser. And of course I want to tell her before she is stuck with Jesse, but part of me only wants to tell her to hurt Jesse. It might ne better to just exit the whole situation entirely: marrying Jesse would have been such a mistake for me anyway, I'm glad it never happened.

A letter to Jesse.

"Congrats on getting married! Remember when you told me you wanted to do that 6 months into our relationship? Yeah, I believe that's when you told Lindsey too. Have fun spending your years as a married couple lying to her, because you and I both know she doesn't know about the abuse. You are a liar, you're selfish, and I wish I had left you sooner. And you hide under the guise of autism because you think people can't criticize you, but unfortunately you know enough autistic people to argue with you about that. And after all that, you're getting married, and you're still trying to find ways to make sure I suffer. Why are you so threatened by me? Is it because people like me for my autistic tendencies? Is it because you think I'm smarter than you? Tell me, what part of me makes you feel inferior? At this point, it's an act of self harm to engage with you beyond a work setting, and even then. I didn't want to, but I might have to pull back even more. You aren't worthy of my time, because I am a wonderful person. And the fact that makes you feel bad about yourself is honestly pathetic; you live such a sad and miserable life. You draw me into your chaos to make me feel bad, and that's why you do it so much. So the best thing I can do to stick it to you is just not engage with you and move forward with my own life. I will interact with you as little as possible, even when I think that it's not the big deal. The truth is, you make me feel bad in any interaction I have with you; my gut tightensn and I feel I have to navigate the situation so carefully." I don't need that chaos in my life, so I'm tired of putting myself in your sphere. I have wonderful people who have nothing to do with you, and Lexi is 5x the person you could ever be. I will move on with my life to stick it to you, but because I am ready to be without you in my life at all. Maybe it will kill you inside, maybe it won't. But it makes no difference to me because you don't matter to me. So good by and fuck you."

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spoilertv · 2 years ago

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#SpoilerTV

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mirukosbitchywife · 2 years ago

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obanai, rengoku, gyomei, and all four uzuis x reader

part one here

part two of hashira x a reader who nearly died fighting demons!! idk if you can tell but this was SO HARD FOR ME TO DO!!!!! this is my first time ever writing for or even about obanai and gyomei really so i struggled with it! please let me know if they're super ooc i tried my hardest but idk if i got the characterization correct!!

tengen uzui plus makio uzui, suma uzui, and hinatsuru uzui:

•you'd wake up after being taken to the butterfly mansion with suma On Top of you crying into your shirt. makio tried to let her go but hina told her to let her have this :( tengen is just sitting quietly next to your bedside, with hina and makio sitting opposite him, all three holding onto both your hands

•tengen told you your actions were very unflashy and that you worried them. they had heart attacks when the crow arrived to inform them of the situation

•suma cries at you to never be so reckless again, makio scolds you (it's how she expresses love), and hina says you should join lord tengen in retirement

•if you lose an eye or something tengen WILL insist you match his. gotta be flashy even when disabled. he's a disabled icon

•even with his long lasting injuries, tengen, suma, makio, and hina are still all shinobi so expect your physical therapy process to be intense

kyojuro rengoku:

•honestly. he's an absolute wreck. has not left your side since he was alerted of your condition, not to do anything besides use the restroom. shinobu has to wrestle him from your beside to make him eat and sleep (sleeping in a chair does not count unfortunately for him)

•is so relieved when you wake up he Literally can't stop smiling. also yelling. he's yelling a Lot. but not in a bad way of course, he's just speaking Very enthusiastically! he might even cry from happiness at seeing you alive and mostly well and moving around

•will literally do everything for you. will not let you move a muscle to do anything while you're recovering essentially. like oh you want some water? he's getting it. you need a book/pen/a blanket, literally anything that you reach for he's going no no you don't need to be moving around let me get it for you even if the item is in your reach

iguro obanai:

•is probably the only one who gives you peace. of course he's concerned, and he's been staying by your side waiting for when you wake up, but will give you space to breathe

•i'm going to assume if you like obanai you also like snakes, because when you wake up kaburamaru is wrapped around you too, he was also concerned okay :(

•would quietly tell you how much you worried him and how he had rushed there. and by that i mean he RAN nobody has ever seen him move that fast outside of battle. he was just really concerned:(

•will hiss at people who try to enter your room in the butterfly mansion. the butterfly girls and aoi are annoyed by him but just ignore it, and inosuke actually starts snorting back at his hissing and they almost actually fight.

•really reliable while you're recovering, a silent but steady presence at your side. is a little bit of a simp and will do whatever you ask bc your hurt :( of course he'll do anything for you :(

gyomei himejima:

•would be silently kneeling by your bedside in prayer with tears streaming down his face when you wake up. immediately notices when you're actually awake from the change in your breathing and immediately stands up and grabs your hands

•also another one who gives you breathing space, but is a little more clingy. might not voice it aloud but is terrified of losing you too and being alone again

•you relish in his strong but silent presence by your side, he doesn't have much to say beyond the fact he was worried about you, but he's more of an actions speak louder than words type person and is there when you need him

•an actual rock for you during your recovery. him being disabled doesn't mean he's not able to help you with your physical therapy and taking care of yourself!! very content to help you

•maybe okay. hear me out. maybe you could convince him to sneak you out and give you piggyback rides once you're well, but not completely healed enough to leave the butterfly mansion. he seems like a big softie who will give into anything that doesn't have any real consequences

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devilcatdarling · 2 years ago

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Hollow, Ghost

7, 12, 13

Hope you don't mind that there are many of these :>

Ok so I did #12 and #13 for Hollow in another answer recently so be sure to check out the "#Hollow Knight Asks" tag for my page! I'll do #7 for Hollow here since I've not done that one for them yet and then the rest for Ghost!

7. the moment of theirs that made me the happiest

- Hollow: it's a tie between them walking out of the temple in Embrace the Void and them going batshit on Radiance in Dream No More. They get so little screentime in game so the absolute bad bitch energy of "I win and there's nothing you can do about it" in both of these endings made me go feral and I (accidentally) slammed my Xbox controller down during their two seconds of (half) onscreen time in ETV and the poor controller still makes a rattling sound to this day lol. The fact they gave us a canon ending where Hollow lives and actually staggers out. Yes I know DNM is more popular but ETV is the cope I needed mentally for the "you thought you'd seen the last of me! Surprise! I survived through all this shit and will live while the gods responsible roll around in their graves" and will gladly grab and run with it like the feral little rat that I am

-Ghost: shade lord Super Saiyan transformation complete with happy meal snacking Radiance and then Godseeker as desert because she talked so much shit. Something about the entire ETV ending timeline where Ghost looks at the other solutions and says "nah" and goes through so much so they get to smack the Radiance around like a squeaky dog toy is my favorite thing for them. I literally yelled "YES GET HER ASS! YOU TELL HER!" when they go for Radiance and then I just dissolved into ungraceful incoherency when they snatch Godseeker up like the last Pringle chip in the can. Ghost got what Ghost deserved lol

12. what I like about the way the fandom portrays them

Ghost- I like the specific flavor of fandom Ghost where they're this absolute force of (controlled) chaos. A bundle of fully-capable-of-mass-destruction God wrapped neatly in this tiny potato form and they are quiet and observant, giving little ability to read them as they observe the world. An enigma. They give off this older-than-time-and-knowing-beyond-comprehension feel and yet at any moment they want to they're going to whip out the nail and smash some shit to see what it does or buy an overpriced new lantern or charm they don't need because it's sparkly and looks cool. I love the carefully calculated balance between "This is an ancient force capable of swallowing gods and unleashing hell upon the unfortunate and it's face and body language gives nothing away" and "this is a shiny button that says Do Not Press and I'm going to press it anyway because I can and ooooo is that a rotten egg? I need it right now"

13. what I don't like about how the fandom portrays them

Ghost- ehhh probably when people make them TOO overly emotional and openly expressive. So little is elaborated about their backstory that there's nothing that really bothers me too bad, though I like when they have a careful balance of some childlike wonder in the world, mixed with this muted sense of an ageless otherworldly creature with a quiet way of doing things. Ghost is kinda an enigma in that we don't really know WHY they are the way that they are. They seemingly hatched with Hollow and are a clutchmate so they're definitely not a "baby" in that sense, but physically Hollow matured into adult form whereas Ghost apparently didn't. Is it because they needed something external to promote growth into an adult molt that they were deprived of? Are they even Hollow's past hatchmate or just the Shade god of the abyss condensing itself into a form tied to the Hollow Knight's greatest regrets to allow it to move more freely? Either way they clearly have a will and certain desires, but it's muted in such a way that just really seems to fit with their mysterious persona and when people make them too openly clingy and visibly expressive in their motivations it kinda turns me off. "What are they doing and why?" As they do things with little elaboration and explanation fits better for them imo

#hollow knight #hollow knight asks #answered asks #here I go rambling again #I never shut up about Hollow Knight and it shows lol #I'm so sorry it took me a full day to answer this #typing is hard #making coherent thoughts and words is also hard

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namjoon-koya · 4 years ago

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Hey there, I just LOVE your work with avengers x daughter!reader so I had a request for you...I'm sorry if it's too much..

Could you write an imagine where the reader is the daughter of Stephen Strange. She never went to school but learnt magic with her dad and became an avenger. She was best friends with Peter and was also secretly crushing on him, and was always open to her dad about this but she couldn't tell Peter because he was always telling her stuff about MJ so her dad encourages her into confessing to Peter and she actually ends up with him?

(A/N: dude I haven’t done a marvel request in a while 🥺 but this request is really cute so I’ll do it!!)

Warning: maybe just the reader feeling insecure, but that’s about it.

Being the daughter of a sorcerer was pretty amazing if you do say so yourself, it’s not everyday where a teenager learns magic and uses it against criminals. It also wasn’t everyday where a teenager would join the avengers along side with their father, Steven Strange was your father it was always the both of you, but he would always be busy with being a doctor and everything UNTIL he got into a car accident and was put in the hospital. He wasn’t the same after that.. the car accident messed up his hands badly and his career just vanished before his eyes, until he went on a trip to the Himalayas and found his purpose again. He came back home only to show you what he learned there and told you everything about what happened, after that he moved you into the house where he was trained since now he was the new master for the sorcerers there.

You stopped going to school, but that didn’t mean you’d stop getting an education your father was smart so he taught you eveything he knew. He even taught you magic it amazed him how quickly you learned even Wong was impressed “She might become the new master in the future.” He would always say to Strange which made him proud he knew you’d be amazing if you did. After teaching you everything he knew about magic he decided to introduce you to the avengers, EVERYONE was shocked that he even had a daughter “so why didn’t we know about her?” Tony asked “it wasn’t necessary for you guys to know especially since she didn’t know any magic like I did.” He simply responded.

Everyone become like a close family to you, Steve taught you about his era and even how to draw which was amazing since his drawings looked very realistic. Natasha was like a mother to you, she’d given you so much advise and even how to fight (but you never liked fighting against her since she’d always win.) Thor was like a fun uncle you two broke so many rules and he’d even challenge you to see who could eat the most PopTarts (yeah you’re losing this one too.) Bucky was a bit harder to get close to, he wasn’t sure of himself or anyone else besides Steve, Steve didn’t tell you everything about his past only that Bucky endured a lot of painful things which made him not able to trust people quickly. He slowly did start trusting you afterwards when you talked to him more and showed him the magic your father taught you.

Then there was Peter Parker who was around your age, the both of you became friends quickly when Tony introduced him to you. The both of you shared the same interests in things and whenever Peter was having trouble you’d be the person he would always text or call. It was only a few months later did you realize your feelings for him, but unfortunately Peter always talked about a girl in his class named MJ. At first you tried not showing your feelings about it, but everytime he mentioned her name you couldn’t help; but just roll your eyes. It was obvious he liked her if he mentioned her all the time, you started spending less time with him always saying “I need to go study more spells.” Or “Sorry I’m spending time with my dad.” When really you were sulking around the avengers tower.

You were sitting near Bucky as you had a notebook in your lap as you drew a sketch of him, he never really cared if you drew him he was always happy to see the results when you were done. This time though something was off you were glaring down at the paper and you were pressing your pencil so hard onto the sheet of paper “Y/N is something wrong?” He asked you finally looked away from the sketch and looked at him “n-no! What why would you say that?” You ask nervously. “Well.. you seem to be really.. rough with the paper and I could hear you often mumble some words.” Shit why did you always forget he was a super soldier and he could hear things so easily?! “Have you ever.. liked someone?” You asked brining the notebook a bit higher to your face so Bucky wouldn’t see you blushing “Y/N why are you asking me this? Seriously what’s going on?” He asked.

“Finnne! You can’t tell anyone! S-So.. I’ve been liking Peter for a while and-“ Bucky quickly interrupts you “the spider..kid?” He asked. You sighed “Yes Bucky the Spider-Kid anyways.. I’ve been liking him for a while, but I think he likes someone else.” You frown sadly “he’s always mentioning their name when they have absolutely nothing to do with our conversation so I’ve-“ suddenly you hear someone come into the room you quickly shut your mouth and pull the notebook up to your face again. “and here I thought I was alone in the avengers tower.” You heard Loki say as he sat next to you.

“We were having a conversation.” Bucky said to him while crossing his arms “oh? Do enlighten me about this conversation.” Loki said sarcastically.

Bucky then starts arguing against Loki as Loki only argues against him, you let out a sigh before getting up from the couch and leaving to your room. Once you get to your room you set your notebook down before throwing yourself onto your bed and whine into your pillow, it was so frustrating. You wanted to tell Peter how you felt, but he already liked someone and you were scared that you’d ruin the friendship between the both of you. You got up from your bed and you summoned a portal to where your father was, you stepped inside the portal as you did it closed right behind you.

“Dad?” You called out to him as you did so suddenly you saw your father’s red cape quickly rush to you before wrapping itself around you, you giggled “I missed you too pal.” You saw your father walk down the stairs “Y/N? What are you doing here?” He asked as his cape returned back to him. “I just.. wanted to see you it’s been 2 days since I’ve last seen you.” Your father smiled at you gently “I know and I’m sorry.. I’ve been busy with the other sorcerers and helping them master magic.” You nodded “it’s okay.. I actually wanted to talk to you about something.” You said before going over to sit down, your father followed behind you as he sat down across from you.

Two cups of tea summoned before you both “thank you.” You said taking a sip “You’re welcome now what’s wrong Y/N?” Your father asked. You let out a sigh “you know Peter Parker right?” He nodded “that spider-kid right?” You rolled your eyes “Yes.. well we’ve been best friends for a long time and you know we get along pretty well and I’d say we have similar taste in things and well.. I-I’m in love with him, but I don’t think he likes me.” Your father didn’t interrupt you as he carefully listened to every word you said “he keeps mentioning someone else and I can’t help, but get jealous y’know? I try not to because I don’t want to ruin our friendship, but.. I just really care about him and I want to tell him; but I’m afraid..” you said lowering your gaze down to the ground.

“Afraid? Afraid of what sweetie?” Your father asked “of getting rejected.. or him wanting to stop being friends with me..” you said bringing your knees close to your chest your father quickly gets up and wraps his arms around you “Y/N.. it’s okay to be afraid, but I think you should tell him.”

“But what if he doesn’t like me?” You asked.

“Sometimes not everyone we love will be in our future Y/N, but if you don’t tell him how will you know if he does or doesn’t love you?” He was right, even if Peter didn’t like you like that at least you would know.. “Thank you dad.. I’m going to tell him then.” You said getting up from your chair you summoned a portal to your room before you leave you quickly jump into his arms and give him a hug “thank you dad for the advice.” You say to him he hugs you back gently stroking your hair “of course Y/N I’ll be at the avengers tower soon.” He said letting you go. You nodded before stepping inside the portal and close it, you send Peter a message asking him to come to your room once he was done with school for the day.

While you waited you felt yourself getting nauseous as seconds and minutes passed by what if he wasn’t coming? What if he stopped being friends with you because you didn’t hang out with him anymore? Suddenly you heard your door click open you looked up and saw Peter his faced was flushed as he was breathing heavily “I-I got your text what’s up?” He asked He came running to you? Why would he even do that? You didn’t know what to say you only grabbed your pillow and held it against your face don’t cry, don’t cry! You kept shouting to yourself “p-please turn around Peter.” You mumbled against your pillow. Peter gave you a questionable look before turning around, you slowly pulled the pillow away from your face.

“A-And don’t interrupt me.. please?” You saw him nod “I’ve.. liked you for a long time Peter-“ you saw him tense up “I know it’s awkward, but I need to tell you that I really love you Peter you’ve become such a good friend to me especially when I didn’t have anyone around who was my age, you’ve shown me how to be happy and how to have a fun time-“ your lips trembled “a-and if you don’t like me back that’s okay! I just wanted to let you know because it’s been building up inside of me for a few weeks so-“ before you could finish Peter quickly turned around and pulled you in closer to him before planting his lips onto yours. You gasped against his lips you didn’t expect him to kiss you like that.. and what about MJ? you melted into his kiss his lips were so soft against yours it all felt like a dream..

You both pulled away from each other “P-Peter I thought-“

“Sorry Y/N I’m not really good with my words o-or even showing signs that I like someone.” He said holding you against his chest.

“So.. you liked me all this time? What about MJ?” You asked.

“MJ? She’s just a friend Y/N.. don’t tell me you were jealous.” You pouted as he said that you gently slap his chest “oh hush! Don’t ruin the moment..” you said to him. He laughed while planting a soft kiss on top of your head, you felt your heart flutter “so.. does that mean we’re dating now?” You asked him “if you want to then yes.” Peter said you bury your face into his chest “of course I do dummy I wouldn’t have poured out my feelings like that if I didn’t.”

Bonus!

“See? I told you they’d end up together Rogers.” Tony said to Steve who only scoffed “I thought you were protective of Y/N Tony.” Steve commented back “I am, but Parker is a good kid so I know he’ll treat her right.” While they both bickered Bucky turned his attention to Strange “what about you? How do you feel?” He asked him “I’m happy for her she deserves happiness, but I won’t hesitate to send Peter off to another dimension if he breaks Y/N’s heart.” He said glaring at the TV. Bucky chuckled “I think we’re all on the same page as you.”

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helloalycia · 4 years ago

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alex WILL kick my arse // supergirl

summary: you learn that being supergirl's doctor came with its challenges

warning/s: none.

author's note: i’m lowkey posting a bunch of stuff that i posted on my wattpad a while ago lol

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I was sat in the medical unit of the DEO, reading through some medical reports from the past few months. I had just transferred from the DEO's desert facility, where I was one of the doctors there to help with any of the agents' injuries. After a long time there, I decided to transfer here when there was an opening for the lead doctor.

I thought it would be best to settle in by having a look at what severe cases had been dealt with recently. It was usually the same stuff – agents injured on field missions. Bullet wounds, broken bones, sprained muscles, thankfully nothing too severe. There hadn't been many major alien attacks which meant less risky field operations.

I was pulled from the reports when the red alarm light began to flash for a few seconds, accompanied by a siren, before turning off.

"Agent Y/L/N, Supergirl is incoming with J'onn," my radio went off – it was Director Danvers. "She's had a solar flare and got a gunshot wound."

I recalled what a solar flare was from research I'd done in Supergirl's medical records. That was something I prioritised when coming here, since we didn't have Supergirl at the other facility.

"I'm prepping a bed and equipment now," I replied through the radio, before hurrying to do that. J'onn could literally fly, he'd be here any minute.

With the help of some nurses who were around, I prepped a bed and had the solar energy panels on standby for when/if her powers came back sooner than we thought. I had the tools ready to bandage up her gunshot wound temporarily when both heroes appeared beside me.

J'onn was stood there, holding Supergirl bridal style and lowering her onto the bed.

"Still getting used to that," I mumbled, surprised at how he just sped in here.

"I said I'm– agh, I'm fine," Supergirl complained, clutching her bloody wound and trying to sit up. "My powers will come back."

I stepped by her bedside and pushed her back down gently, moving closer to inspect her wound. "Please stay still for a second."

"Listen to the doctor," J'onn teased to lighten the mood.

Supergirl rolled her eyes and stayed still. I removed her hand and noticed it was covered in blood.

"Can somebody come clean this up?" I called out to one of the nurses, motioning to her hand.

One of the nurses did as I asked as I took a look at her wound. The bullet was still in there by the looks of it.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to overwork yourself?!" Director Danvers' voice called out as she walked in.

She was glaring at Supergirl, though the worry in her eyes was evident as she took in the hero's appearance.

"It's barely a scratch, Alex, it'll heal," Supergirl said dismissively, but as I cleaned up the blood with a cloth, I saw her clench her jaw a little.

"You need to be careful, you're not indestructible," Alex reminded her, before looking to J'onn. "Can you believe her?"

J'onn chuckled. "I'll leave you both to it. I should get back." He glanced at me. "Good luck."

I nodded his way, offering a small smile as he walked away.

"As fun as it is watching you both glare at each other, I do need to remove the bullet," I spoke up, interrupting both girls' staring contest.

"Go for it," Supergirl said, her eyes meeting mine.

"With anaesthetic," Alex added, shooting another glare towards the blonde.

"I don't need anaesthetic," Supergirl countered with an eye-roll and scoff.

"You're human for the time being, remember?" Alex reminded her before looking to me. "Anaesthetic, please."

I bit my lower lip as they erupted into another argument about how I should proceed. I didn't know either of them well enough to cut in, so I stood there awkwardly, trying to stop the blood loss and planning out how I could temporarily bandage her up so it could heal itself when she gets her powers back.

"I have to go," Alex finally said, pulling me back into reality. "I have to check on the bank robbery." She didn't seem too happy leaving Supergirl here, but she gave her a knowing look before looking to me. "Please make sure she stays put?"

"You got it, Director," I said with a playful salute. How hard could it be to keep her here?

Alex gave Supergirl one last warning look before leaving us be. I looked to the blonde who was finally breathing out, letting her guard down a little now that it was just us.

"The anaesthetic will make it bearable, just so I can remove the bullet," I spoke, causing her to open her eyes and look at me. "I'm just gonna bandage you up temporarily and you'll heal yourself when you get your powers back. Shouldn't be more than a few days, according to your medical history."

She swallowed hard before shaking her head. "I've been through much worse. It's okay. Just remove it and bandage me up. The sooner I'm out of here, the better."

I was ready to argue, but she gave me a convincing look and I couldn't help but give in.

"Fine, but you stay here and rest," I reasoned, to which she gave me a small, cute smile.

I got to work and surprisingly, she managed. It went well and I managed to bandage her up quite quickly, though it did mean I had to cut into her suit a little. Better safe than sorry though.

"Okay, you're all done," I said, patting her arm supportively, before packing away the gauze. "I'm gonna go get you some water and then you should take it easy, stay here maybe until you get your powers back. That alright?"

She gave me a thumbs up and a promising smile. "You got it, doc."

I was fairly confident that she would listen to me, since she seemed polite and was a trooper throughout the whole thing. However, I soon realised how naive I had been when I returned and her bed was empty.

I facepalmed and shook my head, realising she'd definitely played along the whole time.

The first thing I did was look around the DEO, asking around if anyone had seen Supergirl. I eventually followed the commotion coming from the main hall and spotted both Supergirl and Director Danvers having an argument.

"...stay and rest! You can't keep ignoring simple instructions, Kara!" Alex shouted around her.

Supergirl rolled her eyes and continued to look at the tablet in her hand. I approached the two and cleared my throat loudly to get the blonde's attention.

When she noticed me, she gave me a sheepish smile. "Doctor Y/L/N. Heeeeeeey."

"One job, literally," Alex mumbled, giving me a knowing look, before storming off.

I breathed out and glared at Supergirl. "Are you serious? I asked you to stay put!"

She straightened up and spread her arms out for emphasis. "But I'm fine! See? Nothing hurts, I'm walking, it's all good! Job well done, I must say. You're new, right? Well, I know why you got the job!"

She avoided my glare as she walked around me to get to the other side of the desk.

"You've heard of the term 'first impressions count', haven't you?" I asked her, raising an eyebrow.

She gave me a knowing look. "C'mon. You can't hate me for this."

I sighed. "I've got work to do. Call me if you tear your stitches."

Resisting the urge to roll my eyes, I turned around and began to leave.

"I'm not gonna tear them!" I heard her call out from behind me, but I didn't care. I wasn't her parent, she could do what she wanted.

I wish I'd known I was dealing with a stubborn Super before accepting this job though.

–

"What a surprise," I said sarcastically.

A few hours later, I'd been called into one of the medical rooms because apparently, Supergirl had collapsed from blood loss and tore her stitches. Shocker.

"Is she going to be okay?" Alex asked as I got to work for the second time that day.

"Yeah, if she decides to listen to me this time," I said, sighing. "Is she always this stubborn?"

Alex clenched her jaw. "Unfortunately, yes... you think you can keep her here next time?"

"I'll give it my best shot," I promised her. "I'll call you when she's up?"

Alex nodded, patting me on the shoulder. "Thanks."

She left me to do my thing and this time I did things my way, the right way, with anaesthetic and IV fluid. I managed to sort out Supergirl's mess before going back to my office to fill out some more paperwork.

Some time passed when I found myself going back to check on Supergirl and see if she was awake. I was cleaning up a little around her side table when I heard her stir awake. She seemed confused at first, as she looked around and saw the tube coming from her arm. Eventually, realisation set in and she sank into her pillow.

I decided to stay quiet as I finished up, about to leave, but she stopped me.

"Wait," she called out. I paused as she continued, "I'm sorry."

I turned around and waited, watching as, unlike before, she wasn't joking or being unserious.

"I should have stayed put before. And listened to you. I didn't mean to offend you or come across as rude," she continued genuinely.

I crossed my arms and straightened up. "Well, Supergirl–"

"Kara," she interrupted. "It's Kara."

I nodded. "Okay, Kara. Yes, you probably should have listened. I redid your stitches and I'm asking you to stay put again. You're human for now and you need to act like one."

"You're right," she agreed, breathing out. "Sorry."

I realised that she seemed to mean it and at the end of the day, I was her doctor, so I couldn't hold a grudge. Instead, I went to her bedside and checked her monitors to see how she was doing.

"How are you feeling?" I asked, glancing at her.

"Tired. Achey. But better than before."

"That'll be the meds kicking in," I said, giving her a reassuring smile. "I did have to get in there twice."

Her cheeks went pink as she smiled with embarrassment. "I'm not used to being so..."

"Fragile?" I finished for her.

"Exactly," she said, nodding. "I'm not used to it and staying put isn't exactly my forte."

"I could tell," I joked, making her laugh a little. She had a nice laugh.

"About that first impressions thing..." she began, blue eyes holding mine nervously.

"It's nice to meet you for the first time, Kara," I said, holding out my hand. "I'm Y/N. Your doctor."

She cracked a smile, realising what I was doing. She shook my hand and said, "Nice to meet you, too, Y/N."

"Okay, I should go and get Alex," I said, backing up to leave. "Now please don't leave because Alex will kick my arse if you're not here when she comes back."

She laughed again. "I promise I'll be here when you return."

"Fingers crossed you're not playing me again," I mumbled loud enough for her to hear.

Her laughter seemed to follow me out the room, leaving me smiling to myself.

#supergirl imagine #supergirl x reader #kara danvers x you #kara danvers imagines #kara danvers imagine #kara danvers #kara danvers x reader #melissa benoist

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starkeristheendgame · 5 years ago

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Hi! Are you still taking prompts? If yes, can you do a Starker one, where Tony is oblivious, and Peter doesn't know what to do, and ask for help to a close friend of Tony and they try to make him jealous by pretending to date and Tony is like of course he is with him he's everything i'm not and having a total breakdown and peter realize that they hurt tony instead and ask for forgivenes and end up together, pleasee? Thank you! If you aren't please just ignore this!

Against my better judgement, my prompts are never closed! Thank you so much for this super sweet/angsty prompt, Nonnie! I realised after finishing this that I never directly included Peter asking for forgiveness, but I hope this feeds you just the same! ❤

TW: Angst | Hurt/Comfort | Self-worth issues | Jealousy | Alcohol mention

SFW

Harley Keener is two years Peter’s senior and nicer than Peter could have ever imagined. When Tony had first started to talk about the ‘the first one he pseudo-adopted’ and how Harley had grown into more of a ‘mini me’ than he could’ve imagined, Peter had felt an uncomfortable twist in his gut.

What if Harley was better than him?

What if Tony liked Harley more?

What if, with Harley around, Tony didn’t want Peter around anymore?

He needn’t have worried, though. Harley wasn’t as ‘outwardly’ nerdy as he was, but he was more than happy to gush over the latest Star Wars LEGO offerings, and Tony snarked them both in equal measure. It was surprisingly like having another Ned around, and it took less than a week for Peter to feel stupid for having worried about his place besides the two of them.

Tony even joked that Harley was the ‘prototype’ and Peter was the ‘updated model’, to which Harley had just rolled his eyes, knocked Tony’s spanner off the table like a cat and gone straight back to talking to Peter about ComicCon.

They became fast friends, and Peter supposed that was somewhat why he tended to forget there was a second person in the lab with them here and there, starkly (heh) reminded of it when Harley flopped down next to him on the penthouse couch one evening and said; “so how long have you been in love with Tony?”

He could have cried. The Avengers he was around almost every other day for the past two years brushed off his doting as a hero complex and ‘mentor crush’ and it had taken Harley Keener less than three weeks to call him out on its true nature.

Naturally and mortifyingly it ended up with Peter sniffling against Harley’s shoulder, wailing about how Tony was out of his league, how every single possible thing that could was against them, and how worst of all; Tony wasn’t interested.

“He’s interested,” Harley had shrugged, gingerly plucking a tissue from the box and holding it out to him. He’d been somewhat cryptic about the basis of his statement, but had enthusiastically proposed a manner of ways in which it could be proven. And Peter…

Peter agreed to one.

He didn’t know why. He wasn’t exactly a glutton for punishment and he certainly didn’t get his kicks out of being humiliatingly, crushingly rejected, but...But Harley had said so make jealous. Tony always wants everything, and when he thinks he can’t have something he just tries harder to get it and Peter had inexplicably said yes.

Unfortunately (or fortunately, Peter didn’t quite know which) the only real, viable option was...Harley himself. None of the other Avengers would work; since they were all taken, straight and/or highly unlikely to be receptive to fake-dating a teen half (or more) their age.

Neither Ned or MJ had access to the Tower or could really be around any SHIELD, Stark or Avengers activity, and that left quite literally no-one else but Harley.

“I mean, in a way, its perfect. I’m the grandmaster of the plan anyway, and you don’t have to wordy about hurting my feelings or me falling for you. We can collaborate flawlessly to get you some Grand-Daddy dick,” Harley hummed around the stick candy in his mouth, and Peter wasn’t quite sure what part of that sentence offended him the most.

“Does literally nobody want me?” he pouted, bottom lip pushed out dramatically as he kicked Harley’s leg out of the way and picked up the PS5 controller.

“Hey, chin up, munchkin. You’re prettier than half the girls I know. I’m just not wired that way.”

“You’re straight?”

“I’m not anything. It’s like asexuality and aromantic, but both,” Harley pulled a face, clearly trying to remember the term, then shrugged. “Ah, I can never remember it. Anyway, point is, I’m not interested in anyone. You’re a little cherub, for sure, but you’re cute like a cat, not suck-my-dick cute.”

And, well. Cute like a cat? He considered that a high compliment.

Thus, Operation Get That Grand-Daddy Dick (Peter did not name it) was underway. They both agreed to keep it natural and subtle, since Tony walking in on them half-naked or all over each other was just likely to spook him off. They’d edge into it; hint that they were spending more time together, act a little cosier, maybe get caught holding hands after a week or two.

In truth, it wasn’t all that different to how they had been before, except that Harley made his smiles even softer, a little more secretive and let his gaze linger when he was sure Tony would notice. They sat and stood closer together than before, and here and there Harley would press a lingering hand to his back or arm.

They made sure when one or both left they secreted away just out of sight and took a little too long, standing close together by the elevator and making sure to hug ‘longingly’ (whatever that meant in context) should Tony happen to peek.

And yet for all his smarts, Tony didn’t seem to particularly notice anything amiss until the first time that he spotted them ‘romantically hugging’. Harley was actually a very good hugger, and they stood in front of the elevator together, with Peter facing it and Harley facing the lab. Harley had his chin over Peter’s shoulder and his hands low and tight on his waist, holding him close.

“Spotted,” Harley whispered quietly, and moments later Tony spoke up.

“Well that looks cosy.”

Tony’s voice was carefully level, no betrayal of emotion as Peter shyly disentangled himself from Harley, taking a step away as though caught doing something he shouldn’t. He didn’t have to fake the heat in his cheeks when he glanced up at where Tony stood, arms folded, and he fumbled with the strap of his backpack, glancing across at Harley before he gave Tony a meek smile.

“Um, I’ll-- I’ll see you Friday, Mr. Stark!” he chirped, shuffling around Harley and into the elevator. Tony was still staring at him as the doors began to close, and Harley turned, casting him a wink and a finger-waggling wave. Peter waved back sheepishly and the moment the doors were shut, he whipped out his phone.

[To: Thing 1] Did he look mad? It looked like he looked mad. Omg. U gotta tell me anything he says :// [19:31]

Harley did in fact text him back two hours later, though there wasn’t much to report. Tony had made a few flippant remarks that could either be parental interest or slight jealousy, and had dropped the subject after a short while in order to focus on his latest project.

Peter slumped. There was snails who had a faster moving love life than he did. With a groan, he stuffed the last of his anxiety snacks in his mouth and flopped back against his pillow to discuss the next step with Harley.

Social media was their next plan of attack. Tony followed Peter on Instagram and Twitter, and had his Snapchat even if the older man rarely used the platform, so they were going to up the pressure by hanging out outside of the lab (which they did anyway) and posting it to social media.

It was too soon to cancel plans with Tony to hang out with Harley (and frankly, Peter didn’t want to anyway) so they simply both made themselves unavailable on certain other days, or hung out together without mentioning it to Tony beforehand.

They got ice cream at the park, went to the art museum downtown, visited several different cultural/ethnic based stores and went to the arcade to kick ass at air hockey over the course of a few weeks, all while keeping up the poorly secretive touching and closeness at the lab.

And he’d still have more luck getting blood from a stone.

Tony seemed...Either completely oblivious, or just completely unphased. Whilst Peter caught him watching them here and there with an unreadable expression, Tony never directly asked them or overtly commented on what was happening. There was the odd, “enjoy the park yesterday, kid?” or “saw your post the other day, you should try this place next,” but never anything along the lines of what Peter hoped for.

Even Harley was starting to doubt his original statement that Tony was definitely interested.

Especially when Tony was the one who started cancelling plans, telling them both to ‘go enjoy themselves’ and ‘live the lives of young people’. He didn’t do it all the time, but here and there they’d both receive a text telling them not to come today. The lingering looks got longer and more weighted, but even so, Tony made no move in either aspect.

“I think I’m just gonna have to give it up,” Peter admitted to Harley one night over the phone, hanging upside down in his bedroom with the phone dangling on a web besides him.

“Maybe he’s just not ready for anything right now?” Harley suggested on the other end, between the frantic sounds of tapping buttons.

“Maybe-- Oh, hang on. I’ve got an inbound from JARVIS. It might be Avengers stuff,” Peter hummed, quickly twisting to tap on the screen to accept the incoming call from JARVIS.

“Hey, J. What’s up?” He greeted the AI, blinking at the call screen.

“Apologies for the disturbance, Mr. Parker, but protocol deems that when Mr. Stark is in distress I establish contact with someone on his emergency list in order to inform them.” The AI’s voice was as smooth and unhurried as ever, but Peter frowned at the screen.

“Distress?”

“Yes, Mr. Parker. Sir’s heart-rate is elevated and he is displaying significant symptoms of sadness, including light drinking, darkened lighting and angered viewing of your social media.”

“Angered viewing of my social media?” Peter echoed, fear ratcheting up as he dropped from the ceiling and moved to tug on a pair of shoes. Fuck, had he let something sip? Was there something in the background of his photos? Had someone figured out who he was? He was hopping towards the door on one foot when JARVIS spoke again, and he had to hop back to pull his phone down from the web.

“Why is he sad over that? Did I do something wrong?”

JARVIS was silent for a short while, as though the AI was debating on how best to respond.

“I... Believe Sir may be feeling lonely. Or unworthy of company. There have been a multitude of such instances over the past several years,” JARVIS replied after a pause, as Peter locked the web shooters around his wrist and tugged the Spiderman mask over his head to avoid any cameras, crawling out of his window and leaping out into the brisk air.

It didn’t take long to swing to the Tower, especially not when panic and concern had him pushing it, testing his muscles and leaving him slightly out of breath by the time he slipped onto the top landing console.

JARVIS directed him through to the penthouse and up the set of 12 steps that lead to the ‘upper level’ of it, to an open doorway that revealed Tony Stark sprawled out on his bed, staring blankly at his phone with a neglected, half-open bottle of whiskey loose in one arm, like a newborn babe.

“Mr. Stark?” he asked softly, and Tony’s gaze flit up to him, clearing immediately. His mentor cursed and jerked upright, almost sloshing the whole bottle over his bedding.

“Shit! Kid! Wh’r you doin’ here?” Tony’s voice was just hinting on slurred, the same easiness and lack of concentration that came when you’d had a shot too many. Or five. Peter’s heart cinched as he stared at Tony gingerly putting the bottle on the bedside table, at the redness of his eyes and the messiness of his hair where he’d been running a hand through it, over and over.

“JARVIS called me. He said you were sad,” Peter managed after a moment, hands wringing the mask between his fingers nervously. He’d never seen Tony like this, this...uncomposed. He looked haggard, tired and sad, and it made Peter feel empty and adrift, unsure of how to approach this new version of the man he loved.

“Fucking snitch,” the older man grumbled half-heartedly, and rubbed his hands over his eyes. “Shit. Don’t-- Ignore me, kid. Adults my age are entitled to a night like this once in a while. Go back home, I’m fine. Fuck, you didn’t leave Harley for this, did you?”

“Harley?” Peter parroted, brows furrowing as Tony waved a hand.

“Go on, kid. Get. Make the most of being young and pretty with someone young and pretty.” Tony reached for the bottle again and Peter found himself striding across the room, placing himself in the way of Tony’s outstretched hand and the whiskey. Tony’s fingertips brushed his stomach and recoiled like he’d been burnt by the contact.

“Mr. Stark, do you think I don’t want to hang out with you anymore?” he asked after a moment, voice fragile. God, he’d hoped to maybe make Tony a little jealous, but nothing like this. He hadn’t wanted to hurt him. And he clearly had. There was nothing but rawness in Tony’s eyes when the older man looked up at him.

“I’m not taking it personally,” his mentor attempted to joke, but it came out bitter and too flat to land lightly. Peter’s heart cinched in his chest and he shuffled to sit on the edge of the large bed, teeth on his lower lip as Tony turned away from his gaze.

“Mr. Stark, I’ve never...I’ve never not wanted to hang out with you. Even if I have other friends, too,” he pointed out tentatively, and Tony scoffed lightly.

“You’re too good for a world like this, shortstack. For someone like me. You should be trailing after someone like Captain Uptight,” Tony muttered lowly, and Peter scowled.

“You’re not less better than he is. Both of you are good people. Both of you make mistakes. Both of you save the world.”

Tony’s brows pinched, and he breathed out something that just barely sounded like then why aren’t I good enough?

Making an executive decision, Peter toed off his sneakers and crawled further up onto the bed, picking up Tony’s arm and settling down against his side, curling up under his arm and wrapping his own around Tony’s waist.

He could feel Tony’s heart thumping wildly in his chest, could feel his breath hitch and the hesitant way that Tony let his arm settle over Peter, fingers curling in his hoodie.

“You are,” he offered simply, squeezing gently. “This is my fault. I was acting like a dumb kid, and I thought... I should’ve known that it was just gonna end badly.”

“Is being my mini-me really that bad?” Tony choked out, and Peter pushed himself upright, alarmed.

“What? No! Mr. Stark, being around you is the best thing that’s ever happened to me. I don’t ever ever regret being around you! I just... I have to…” He trailed off for a moment, frustrated, then prayed to Harley for forgiveness and sucked in a deep breath.

“I’m not actually dating Harley. At all. He doesn’t like people that way. Any people. We’re not boyfriends and I don’t want to stop spending time with you to spend time with him. I like spending time with you and you’re still my hero. Tony Stark or Iron Man,” he stated firmly.

Tony looked at him for a moment, then looked away.

“You should be with Harley, kid. Or someone like him. Not someone like me. Not someone with my history. I’m a shit person, kid. All this Iron Man stuff hasn’t even wiped half my scoreboard clean. Someone like Harley... He’s the better parts of me. Like you. He’s worth your love”.

Tony seemed almost startled at saying that word, twitching a little before he attempted to turn away from Peter again, gaze finding the far end of the room like he wished he was anywhere but here.

Peter fidgeted, then sucked in a deep breath. “Please don’t hate me after this,” he fumbled out quickly, then rolled half on top of the older man, hands fisting in the front of his shirt as he leaned forwards.

The kiss was awkward and clumsy and couldn’t have lasted for than two seconds before Tony pulled away, eyes wide and voice rough.

“Kid, what-- You can’t--”

“If you say you’re not interested, I’ll respect that,” Peter interrupted. “Or if you say I’m too young or whatever. But if you say anything along the lines you of not being enough, or not being worthy, or-- or-- Or whatever it is you feel you aren’t... You’re wrong. The reason me and Harley were acting like that is because I was trying to make you jealous.”

“What-”

“And I know its dumb! I don’t it was childish and I never thought it would hurt you like this. But I’ve lo-- I’ve really liked you. For years. And I know you’re a lot older and we might never be able to be...To be...Normal. I guess. But I want whatever I can get with you, because you’re worth it,” Peter barrelled on, desperate to at least be heard before Tony kicked him out. Except when he trailed off Tony was just... Staring at him.

“It’s just... Hero worship. You still think I’m some magical superhero and you--”

“No offence, Mr. Stark, but you don’t know what I think. Not when it comes to you, clearly,” Peter cut in, cheeks heating at being so brash. Prior to this he wouldn’t have ever dreamed about being so direct and forceful against Tony.

Well. Not in any PG-rated sense, anyway.

“Just... We don’t have to talk about it now, okay?” eh offered, sliding off Tony just a little so he was back up against his side, wriggling around until he could grab the faux fur throw on the bottom of the bed, pulling it up over both of them. Tony remained quiet at his side, just watching as he got them both settled.

“Just... I’m gonna stay, alright? Right here. With you. Because this is where I want to be, and its where I’m gonna stay until... Until you tell me to leave.” His lower lip threatened to wobble with mounting emotion as he lay his head on Tony’s chest, feeling the thick ridges of his scars beneath his shirt.

A moment later, Tony’s hand settled lightly over his head, fingers sliding tentatively into his hair.

“And if I never tell you to leave? If I’m selfish and never want to let you go?” the other man whispered.

“Then I guess that makes us both selfish, because that would make me happy,” Peter mumbled into his chest, wrapping his arm tighter around Tony’s waist. The room went silent for a while, save for their breathing and Tony’s heart thumping beneath his ear.

“Okay,” Tony rasped after a moment, and Peter smiled.

“Okay, Hazel Grace.”

“...What?”

“Nevermind. You’re too old for that reference.”

“You’re a little shit.”

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lunarreaper12 · 4 years ago

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First in regards to my last ask: what lil things does killer to make nightys day better? I'm very curious~ Also is nightmare not able to use glitter? (Was it called glitter? I think so...)

Second: soo i wonder... Is killers room close to nightys? (Would probably make sense but who knows the palace is surely big...) And did killer ever fell -accidentely(?)- fell asleep in nightys room? How did they both handled the Situation and reacted to it? Any soft moments at all? 6w6

Also will killer watch nighty at night sometimes too (not the creepy way)? I mean is he sometimes worried about nighty and his safety when killer himself is not exactly on duty (i sure am) ? I would assume there are guards or Barrieres maybe to protect the Kings at sleeping times (i hope at least, tho other guards could also pose a threat ...?), as that wouldn't pose a Problem to dream much i think as he is much loved, it could be rather a dangerous time for nighty... ? Cuz he isn't treated or respected as a king as preciously as dream ... Rather they want him gone.

Which brings me to my next question... Are the other guards and Palace stuff taking their job seriously when serving or protecting nightmare cuz he is not really being fancied by others? (My theory on why the tea and coffee tasted Bad to nm could be maybe cuz they were kinda doing it on purpose or just not caring if it would be to his liking at all... U know, to spite him. But who know..not me.)

Also was nightmare ever attempted to be assasinated at all since the kinda truce with his brother? Probably but idk. If yes.. How did killer prevented it and/or dealt with them? Or how was it handled at all to make sure nighty is safe?

Is not me or do the asks get longer? XD oops.

Oh you have stumbled upon some of my favorite bits of Lore~!

*Rubs hands together* Let’s get this started!

What little thing does Killer do to make Nightmare’s day better?

Killer des various things depending on what Nightmare is doing at the time! Like what was written in “Take a break”, Killer may bring Nightmare treats and tea throughout the day if he’s working primarily in his office. Nightmare likes the quiet while he’s working, so Killer is actually much less talkative when he thinks Nightmare needs the silence.

If Killer sees that Nightmare is having a bad day, he’ll scatter some of Nightmare’s favorite things around where Nightmare will find them. Favorite flowers, little puzzles, (Nightmare likes playing with puzzles when he’s bored), at one point Killer left a plush toy in Nightmares office. The toy disappeared, and last Killer saw it, it was tucked under Nightmare’s arm when he accidentally walked in on the King sleeping. Killer isn’t certain where the toy goes to during the day, and he hasn’t caught Nightmare asleep since then.

Killer also has left notes around. Little encouragements, jokes, or even poems he thought Nightmare would like. Nightmare hides these where no one will find them, just like the plushy.

After Killer was allowed to spend time in Nightmare’s room, he started checking what books Nightmare seemed to like, and would go out to find new books he thinks Nightmare hasn’t read when he was able to! (He usually just puts them where Nightmare will find them, rather than just giving them to him).

Can Nightmare use glamours?

Yes! Nightmare and Dream actually have much of the same abilities, and using glamours is one of the ones they share! Using a glamour is just not something Nightmare prefers to do unless it’s necessary. He could of course use this if he wanted to walk around without people staring, but he hates the idea that he needs to hide himself to have a normal walk around his kingdom.

He’d rather deal with people staring at him than hide from his own subjects.

Is Killer’s room close to Nightmare’s, and has he ever fallen asleep in Nightmare’s room?

Killer’s room is close to Nightmare’s in case of emergencies! The same goes for Cross and Dream. As for whether Killer has fallen asleep in his room? Well, sometimes the Guard works a bit too hard and accidents happen... Plus, when you have the Moon King reading to you in that low voice of his... Well, anyone’s bound to fall asleep to that!

Nightmare didn’t notice Killer had fallen asleep right away, and when he did? Well... Looks like I have another writing prompt don’t I? (I’m such a meanie >w< I can definitely write this one out real soon though! I know exactly what would happen >w<)

Does Killer get worried about Nightmare at night while they’re sleeping?

Oh boy, absolutely. At first he wasn’t super concerned about it, but... well... Something may have happened one night and Killer nearly never slept afterwards, for fear of something similar happening again. I’m trying to be a bit vague because this is actually a big spoiler, specifically relating to Killer’s actual design. When I finish Killer’s design, I’ll write about it in the same post! I’m being very vague on these answers this time around, aren’t I? XD Sorry!

Moving on though~

Do the other guards of the castle take their jobs seriously when it comes to Nightmare?

Hm... well, yes and no? You see, the Captain of the Guardsmen is actually rather familiar with both of the Kings! As such, he does take care to assign the best guards to the castle. There’s always outliers though, and while yes the Guardsmen would prioritize Dream over Nightmare in an emergency, I wouldn’t say they’re the worst guards in the world.

That being said, You’d be right in assuming their security is a bit lax when it comes to Nightmare’s safety. This also ties in to the previous answer in regards to something having happened one night... and well, the Captain wasn’t happy to hear about the Guardsmen he’d assigned’s poor performance.

The guards may not like Nightmare, and may even want him gone, but the vast majority of them would never disobey the Captain or the Kings, regardless of their personal beliefs. The Captain has a high standard for his men, and wouldn’t trust just anyone to guard the Kings. I would say something really messed up would have to happen for the guards to actively turn on Nightmare against Dream and the Captain’s wishes.

I do like your theory by the way! And I would say it’s partially correct! The servants definitely don’t take as much care in preparing things for him as they do for Dream. There was probably the rare scattered events where the servant’s actively made something taste bad when preparing it for Nightmare, but most of the time it’s simply a lack of care.

Has Nightmare ever had an assassination attempt on him since the truce?

Unfortunately, Yes. Several. These assassination attempts were mostly made before Killer was assigned as Nightmare’s Guard actually. Nightmare is still powerful and skilled in his own right, and with the assistance of a few castle guards the attempts were cut short. Nightmare never let Dream know of these incidents though, as he didn’t want his brother to try and get involved. Nightmare was mostly concerned about Dream ordering an entire group of guards to follow him around. Dream had already been insisting on a Royal Guard just to improve his image, imagine how much of an overreaction he would have to knowing his younger brother was actively being targeted by assassins!

After Killer was assigned to Nightmare, the assassination attempts died down for a short time. At least, so Nightmare had thought. The reality is, is that Killer is far better at his job than Nightmare thought he would be... And even if Killer didn’t much care for the job in the beginning, he wasn’t going to waste an opportunity to have a bit of “fun”. It’s not like Nightmare needed to know.

And that’s all I’ll say on that before I end up spoiling something >w<

#Answered asks #Kingdomverse #undertale au #Gotta reblog this to my ut blog~!

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itsmattsunshinehere · 5 years ago

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Hi!! I'm kind of in love with your writing and I was wondering if I could ask for a scenario with Oikawa or Iwaizumi where their s/o (preferably female if that's okay) is like super clumsy. And like everyone's like shes lucky to have him. And then like a really graceful like looks like a ballerina even when she trips girl starts hitting on him. This happened to me and I was wondering if it could end with them like completely shutting her down and being like. "I already got an angel~~" Thank you❤

Ahhhh I’m sorry if is taking me so long to write your requests!! But thank you sweetie, you’re so kind! Thanks for your request, here’s yours! I hope you like it 😘💘

-L

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Taken.

Iwaizumi Hajime x reader.

synopsis: there’s always pro and cons for everything, even being in a relationship with Iwaizumi Hajime. The pros? You’re dating Iwa. The cons? You’re not the only one thinking he’s perfect boyfriend material.

word count: 1.6 K

tags: fluff

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"How is it possible that every step you take you stumble? Y/N-chan, are you sure you’re my sister?" Tooru asks you chuckling, and you show him your middle finger.

“Mean, Y/N-chan!”

"Oi Shittykawa, treat her better."

"But she's the one who started!" Liar.

What can you do if you're clumsy? You’ve never pretended to be even vaguely like Mr Perfection Oikawa Tooru, your brother. Unfortunately for you, almost no one ever remembers how completely different you and your brother are: you don't have the same grace that Tooru has in doing anything, you're not able to do everything and you don't get so spontaneous to start a conversation. It doesn't come naturally to you to expose yourself as much as he does, just as it doesn’t come naturally for you to trust anyone, whoever it is, so much so that you give a nickname to the stranger as soon as you meet him.

Even your parents tend to forget about it, trying to convince you to join some sports club: you remember well how, in the last year of middle school and throughout your first year in high school, both your parents and your brother had tried to convince you to join your brother’s club as the manager, but each time you gave him a clear no, sure that you didn’t want to deal with your brother for another two years 24/7. Sport is not something for you, you are a girl who tends to be quiet and you always have your head in the clouds. You're not your brother.

Although people around you seem to forget it, there's one person you know will never let you down. Hajime, unlike the others, knows that there aren’t more different people in the world than you and Tooru: since you were children, he’s always noticed the huge difference between you two; although you seem similar, you are the complete opposites. But he also knows how much it bothers you, how tiring it is for you to be sister of some kind of prodigy and for that he has always paid attention to how you felt, helping you whenever someone compared you to a person you are not and that you will never be. You’ve always liked yourself with your imperfections, then why can't people accept you as you accept yourself? Every time, Hajime was there, ready to help you. You started to realize that as long as he was with you, you didn't care about other people's opinion.

You bend over to pick your books while your boyfriend helps you and passes you some sheets that have fallen next to him, smiling and stretching out a hand to help you get up. You smile at him by thanking him as you bring back in your class the books you had in your arms, resting the phone on your desk and pulling out the lunchbox. Once you've taken everything you need, you get out of your class and join the two boys, taking Hajime's hand as you start walking to the schoolyard to eat your lunch together.

Since they were young, Hajime and your brother had always been inseparable, and that meant that you were also involved in their small group, both of them fearful that with that behavior of you, you wouldn’t make any friends. It was actually true: you didn't have too many, better few but good, right? Your world was full of people you really cared about, and that's what mattered most to you, especially if your little world also included Hajime and your brother.

"Then Y/N, how has been your morning?" the ace asks you, and you sigh exhausted, sitting on the bench next to him, not too convinced of how it went the math test you’ve just done.

"I think I hate math." Hajime giggles at your answer and you softly punch him on his arm, pretending to be offended, but immediately the boy carries an arm around your shoulders and gives you a kiss on your cheek.

"That’s the only thing you have in common with your brother. If you want, I can help you, you only have to ask. Why don't you stop at my house this afternoon?" he suggests with a smile, and you immediately look up at him with a smile, happy to spend more time with your boyfriend.

Being in his third year and having volleyball practices quite every afternoon, you noticed that unfortunately he is no longer as free as he was before and that he has now more and more things to do. But it’s not that much of a big deal for you; you know it's for his future and you're not going to bother him with some stupid girlfriend’s claim; from next year, with a bit of luck, he’ll go study in Tokyo and you'll have to accept a long-distance relationship and be prepared for it, before you can join him in the big city as well. Rather than a problem, you see the whole situation as an exercise in practicing and getting used to not being always together anymore.

"Hey, don't act like as I’m not here! I'm coming too!" Your brother complains and you take a look at him.

"Not gonna happen."

"What? Why?"

"Because Hajime is my boyfriend." You answer him seriously and he snorts as usual.

"So? He's my best friend."

"You’re not really best friends if it’s only you who thinks so." Tooru looks more offended than before as Hajime bursts out laughing and you watch him caught up by the sound of his voice: you love hearing him speak, but you love hearing him laugh even more. Every time you look at him you get dazzled by how beautiful he is: you feel so lucky that of all the girls in your school, he chose you. You feel so special.

You look in your pockets for your phone to take a picture of him, wanting to save the moment in your gallery: you know how much you will miss him, for that reason you try to create as many memories as possible. But unfortunately, the more you check the more you realize your pockets are empty and that there's nothing but a handkerchief and a pencil inside them. You snort annoyed at how distracted you are and you apologize to the two for going back to class and pick up your phone. You try to walk as fast as possible, not wanting to waste your lunch break time nor leave him alone: you have the feeling that in your absence, girls get bolder, flirting with your boyfriend even if they know he’s taken. You try not to pay attention to your thoughts, sure that when you’re back you’ll find only girls around your brother, as usual.

But you were wrong: after going down the stairs running with your phone in your hand, as soon as you take a step outside the building, you see them surrounded by four girls, probably from first year.

"Iwaizumi senpai, are you busy after school?" One of the four girls, that blonde one, comes forward, getting a little too close to Hajime, while Tooru, who has noticed you, looks at you worried, as if you could bite her. What a fool, you'd never do that. Don’t you?

"I'm sorry I have practice." you see Hajime replaying awkwardly as your brother tries to draw attention to himself, knowing how jealous you are and not wanting you to start any fights.

But the girls don’t give him a look and on the contrary, the blonde one takes even more confidence, sitting exactly in your place.

"And after practice? Do you have anything planned on your agenda?"

"I'm sorry, I already have a girlfriend."

"Are you sure?" She asks with puppy eyes and Hajime nods awkwardly, while she rests a hand on his arm. Immediately you feel anger rise inside you, but you try not to pay too much attention, after all you’re still at the beginning of the school year, maybe they don't even know you're dating, maybe-

"Well I don't see anyone here, are you sure you don't need a new one?" you pull up your sleeves, because there’s no way a kohai of yours dares to say some things to your boyfriend, but Hajime bursts out laughing and moves her hand away while she looks at him confused but almost hopeful.

"I'm sure I don’t. Oh Y/N, you're finally here! Where were you? I thought you got lost inside school." The wing spiker focus his attention on you, smiling happily, as you reach him waving your phone in your hand and the younger girls turn to you and move to let you pass.

"Sorry, can you please move? That's my place." You say seriously to the blondie who’s sitting next to Hajime and she, not even a little scared, gives you a fake smile.

"I don't think your name is written anywhere." She looks at you with an innocent smile. You'd like to take her by her arm and throw her across the school, but you decide to be smarter: you roll your shoulder and sit instead on Hajime's legs and without giving him time to say anything, you kiss him in front of the girl, only separating once you've seen the gruop leave.

"You know, you should get jealous more often." Your boyfriend tells you with an amused grin on his face and you put your harms around him, smiling with nonchalance.

"I think I could puke." You turn to your brother just as he's pretending to retch and you rolls your eyes. Too bad you have nothing to throw at him.

"Tooru you're so childish..."

"You’re the one to talk!" You hear Hajime bursting out laughing and you can't help but join him, hugging him and enjoying the sweet sound of his laugh.

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paladinwife · 4 years ago

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I'm sure you're already gonna get some but just to be sure, all of the mythology asks for Raiden :> (both of them or either, your choice <3)

Me blasting Rules of Nature as I answer this

Also because this is a lot this will just be Metal Gear Raiden! Baal will have to be separate

Zeus: How did you first meet your f/o(s)? How did you feel about each other at first?

So I’m still working through this, but: my theory is that the people that hurt and nearly killed Elise were involved with the Patriots (not that she knew), and so her pursuing revenge resulted in her basically accidentally walking in on the plot of MGS2. She and Raiden run into each other this way some time shortly after the whole incident with Rose (where, in this timeline, he won’t forgive her and refuses to take her back). After their chance meeting they actually start bonding and see each other more and more.

Hera: How did you first start your romantic relationship with your f/o(s)? How did the way you feel about each other evolve to get to that point?

And this jumps off perfectly from the last question! Like I said, after their meeting, they start getting closer and spending some actual time together. At some point, Raiden realizes he’s following Elise like a puppy, but he’s nervous considering how badly his last romantic relationship went. Eventually, though, his feelings win out and he does approach her about dating, and Elise is happy to accept.

Poseidon: Do you and your f/o(s) like to travel? If so, where do you like to go? Is there anywhere you’d like to go that you haven’t yet?

Raiden and Elise travel a lot for their careers, but I think they really want to travel together. First priority is to go somewhere with a nice beach and just have a relaxing time, I think. But there are so many countries they want to see together when they have the chance.

Demeter: What’s your favorite season, and how do you like to spend that season together?

Elise loves autumn - not only is it her birth month, but the weather is lovely, and she loves to have some tea and enjoy the leaves changing color. Raiden doesn’t have particularly strong feelings on any season, but he appreciates how happy autumn makes his wife, and also that’s it’s Wife Birthday Time. Besides, he has some unfortunate memories associated with spring.

Athena: Are your f/o(s) interested in any particular hobby or interest of yours? Have you taught them about it, or let them watch you, or anything similar?

Elise, particularly after getting some cyborg augmentation in her arms and hands, starts getting really interested in visual art, especially painting. Raiden doesn’t know shit about art, but he knows that what his wife creates is super cool and he’s so proud. Also, Elise is a bit of a fitness buff to try to keep the human parts of her body strong and healthy, and Raiden is more than happy to watch if not join her just for the fun and moral support.

Apollo: What do you like best about your f/o(s)? What does your f/o(s) like best about you?

Ask this question to either of them and their first response will be “everything”. They adore each other. If Elise had to pick one, it would be his strength - not physical (though she is impressed with what he can achieve there), but the fact that he just keeps going despite everything. She had a lot of admiration for him in that regard and does her best to stay strong too. If Raiden had to just choose one, he would choose her heart. Not only is she the first person to treat him kindly and let him just exist as himself, but he sees the kind and gentle way she handles other people. She has a lot of love in her heart for others, and he doesn’t see a lot of that, so he thinks it’s beautiful. Also, he’s quick to add, she’s smart as hell and he admires that so much.

Artemis: Do you have any LGBT+ headcanons for you f/o(s)? Do you share these identities? Feel free to share anything else special about your LGBT+ identities.

They’re both bi as hell. I’m aware that most of Metal Gear is very bi, but Elise and Raiden are both extremely bisexual and love each other in an extremely bisexual way.

Ares: Are you ever protective of your f/o(s)? Are they ever protective of you?

Oh, both. Mutual protectiveness. Raiden being protective of her is obvious, but at any given time Elise is ready to fuck up anyone that would dare hurt him any more. Also they’re both more than ready to fight each other’s shitty exes.

Hephaestus: Do you and your f/o(s) ever like to get gifts for one another? What kind of gifts?

Yes! I’ve previously addressed Raiden’s tendency to get Elise cheesy souvenirs when he travels - he likes getting her little things like that. He also likes picking up things that remind him of her. Elise is also aware of Raiden’s tendency to not get things for himself, but one time she bought him something nice that she thought he’d like and he has treasured it ever since. It’s not about the actual thing, but more about the fact she loves him, right? She also apparently gets him t shirts that say silly things because he loves them.

Aphrodite: How do you and your f/o(s) like to show love to each other? Feel free to include your love languages, if you find that helpful.

Raiden kind of struggles to figure out his own love language and shows love in multiple different ways. I think, though, his primary one is quality time, and he very much appreciates just being around Elise. Second is physical touch, as he ends up really loving giving physical affection to her and the warm feeling of her skin. Elise likewise dabbles in all of them to a degree, but she tends towards acts of service - she will constantly go out of her way for him in a way that isn’t lost on him. She also does have quite the way with words that makes him feel all warm and fuzzy.

Hermes: Was it love at first sight? Slow burn with lots of pining? How fast did your relationship progress?

Raiden fell very very fast. He was like a puppy following her around. In spite of his trauma, or maybe because of it, he melted at her kindness and care right away and couldn’t get enough. Elise was a little slower, but I feel like she was surprised at how fast she fell. They were both careful in progressing the relationship, given their trauma, but it’s hardly a slow burn.

Hestia: What makes you and your f/o(s) feel at home?

Raiden’s answer is Elise herself. Before he met her he didn’t have anything that strongly felt like a home - recall that Rose got mad at him for having a mostly empty bedroom because he didn’t come back to it often. It was Elise being there that made him want to come home more often. It’s less about the location and more about coming back to her, you know? Elise’s answer is actually similar - she’s not from where they live now and has moved around a lot in her life. Her attachment is more with him than to the place.

Dionysus: What do you like to do with your f/o(s) for fun? Is there anything fun you’d like to try with them?

Actually? Watching movies together at home. Raiden has a strong interest in that kind of thing, and watching them at home means he doesn’t have to try to pretend to be “normal” around others, whatever that means. It’s kind of been their thing since their first date. They certainly try lots of fun things together, but that one is special.

Hades: Would you ever consider a pet with your f/o(s)? What kind of pet? If you already have one, what is the pet like?

Honestly he deserves a dog. Again I’m leaning towards a bigger dog, but I think he’d love any dog. Just give this man a dog and he’ll dote on it. I’m particularly fond of a GSD for him because he kind of reminds me of one.

Persephone: How different are you and your f/o(s)? How do you deal with each other’s differences?

Honestly, more similar than you’d think. Aside from some shared trauma, they’re both very strong and persistent, and they’re full of compassion for others. I just think their strengths lie in different places. Really the similarities helped them bond quicker.

Nyx: Do you have any children with your f/o(s)? Would you ever consider children (biological or adopted)?

Well, I’d consider John (normally mothered by Rose, but now mothered by Elise herself) their son. I also made the mistake of referencing “children” to Justice, implying more than one, so uh. Watch this space.

(Thanatos answered here!)

Hypnos: Do you like to sleep together or share a bed with your f/o(s)? If so, what position do you sleep in? Does anyone hog the blankets, or have a stuffed animal, or have nightmares and need the other for comfort? Anything else along those lines?

Anyone who has played MGS2 knows Raiden is not naturally comfortable sleeping with other people. It takes him a while, but he does get to that point with Elise. Even better is that he finds that Elise soothes his insomnia and troubles with nightmares a lot. They tend to sleep hugging each other, by Elise’s request but with his enthusiastic consent.

The Erinyes: How does your f/o (or f/os) respond to someone mistreating you? Do they confront the person? Do they comfort you?

Raiden. Gets. Furious. He can’t stand the thought of someone mistreating his wife. He would fight them if necessary. But at the same time, Elise isn’t that different: hell hath no fury like Elise pissed off that you’re mistreating her husband, who has been through enough.

The Moirai: What is your “happy ending” for your ship? How do you end up? What kind of life do you want together?

It’s for them both to finally be at peace. They’ve been through so much, and now that they have someone that they can truly trust, they can finally let their guards down and just exist peacefully. I think that’s the happy ending for them, regardless of everything else about how they end up.

(Calliope answered here!)

Thalia: Discuss any fluff ideas you have for your ship. What kind of affectionate or sweet scenarios do you like best for this ship?

Raiden really likes holding hands with Elise. Not only is he tickled by how tiny her hands are, but he finds it very soothing. Sometimes it’s hard for him to pretend for the public to be a completely normal un-traumatized person, but her touch and her hand put him at ease. He asks to hold hands with her a lot.

Melpomene: Here’s your dedicated angst question: discuss any angsty or hurt/comfort ideas you have for your ship.

This is hard, since I see this as such a happy ship. But the one thing is: when it comes to their first child, instead of faking a relationship and devastating Raiden, Elise probably tells him what’s going on and goes into hiding to protect her and their child. She probably had to have his first child alone and desperately hope that he would come back to her alive, and that’s a pretty painful thought.

Euterpe: What song(s) suit your ship best? Any particular lyrics that fit well?

From Take My Breath Away, the titular song for the ship:

That’s pretty painful but also very fitting.

Erato: Does any canon ship remind you of your ship (if you like those)? What tropes or ship dynamics apply to your ship?

Remember the girlboss/malewife pair from FMA and how iconic that was? That’s them for sure.

Terpsichore: Have you and your f/o(s) ever danced together? What kind of dancing? Formal dress or completely informal jamming out in your home?

Oh definitely they would. Elise is the only one with formal dance training, but Raiden is a romantic at heart and wants a dance with her, formal or not. I can see them just slow dancing in their house, so happy they’re in love.

#thank you Adrian!#oh goodness this was a lot #ask to tag #take my breath away (with raiden)

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ziracona · 5 years ago

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so can u tell us a little about ur characterization of Lisa?? What's she like inside and outside of trials? Does she have a lot of lucidity, what were her relationships with others like, would she ever get better, do you think? ( im SAD.) Just. What's she like!! Also, same for Sally? Oh! And I'm rly enjoying two songs by Meg Myers which maybe you'll like? Running up that hill (Cover) and Desire. Maybe check em out? :3 - Sleepy

Sure!

My Lisa is from a bit before the archives for her placed her (early 1970s), because I wrote ILM back when there was no date given for many killers or survivors, so I just hoped they were historically accurate with the things they did mention & went through a fairly exhaustive list of drained swamps in the Southern US & paddleboat makes & placed her according to that data (it’s been a bit so I don’t remember the exact date without looking up my notes) in the 1920s-1930s, I believe? And in her early 20s, since she’s described as a girl & young woman, which DbD usually does only for characters in their early 20s. (Which I’d still assume is her age, bc even though her archives, if you go by them, have her in her teens, they’re not connected to the events of her disappearance/definitely happened before them.)

In trials, Lisa has like 0 lucidity. I talk about this some in chapter notes, so I’ll try to give a quick overview instead but sry if I restart myself. She’s so starved that any time she sees a living being, she is just completely overcome with hunger and can’t do anything but operate on it. Very scary. Feral. Like being attacked by a starving animal. She’s super out of it, and is completely wild and violent and has no control, only the need to eat. Outside of trials, if no one is around, she’s lucid again, but will remember trials and what she did to people, and spends that time in horror and despair. She’s tried to kill herself before, because the last thing she ever wanted was to become the thing she swore vengeance on (the Entity’s a real cruel motherfucker. Did the same to Rin, to Philip, to everyone it could. Likes to really twist decent people into what they would most despair to be), but in the realm, she’s stuck as it. She’s not really aware for trials, but remembers them with decent clarity, and is in constant agony over what she’s done. Unfortunately, suicide does not take in the realm, and every one of her attempts failed, just like her attempts to maim or tie herself up so she wouldn’t be able to hurt people did. She’s horribly alone and despairing, and also in physical agony. She’s at the worst end of what a human can be at as far as emaciation and starvation while still being alive goes, and that’s physically awful. It fucks up your brain chemistry too, and everything is just really fucking miserable all the time. It hurts to move, it hurts to breathe, your breath smells tastes like rotten fruit but in a way that’s so much worth than that can sound. She’s so hungry, her addons are things like dragonfly wings consumed to give her extra stamina. That’s the kind of bare sliver of relief she ever gets. God, poor Lisa’s life is hell. She’s completely heartbroken and isolated and almost dead. As far as relationships go, she didn’t have any for a long time. No one can really interact with her, because she goes feral at the sight of food. She’s kinda utterly alone. But briefly, when Alex, Philip, Vigo, Benedict, and Sally were a group, she kind of got stumbled into, and after a kind of nasty first encounter, was able to regain lucidity around other people, and had a truly sweet and memorable and invaluable bit of time with love and friends and other people. She was kind of in love with Sally, who did her hair for her and was really kind to her, and Sally liked her too. They were close. Lisa was close with all of them. But when things ended the way they did, the Entity took that away. Lisa remembers it, but she could never get them or it back, and was cast aside and left behind until the end of ILM, when she finally got peace and found happiness in finally getting to be at rest in the arms of a friend. Overal, she’s a fairly young and wide-eyed, bright, cautious, fun and sweet girl by nature, now massively traumatized and hopeless and broken, but still with a truly incredible amount of that kind nature retained. She would have really loved reading fantasy novels aloud and exploring the worlds of lore and history, travelling, seeing other cultures and geographic features and animals. Enjoys fashion too, and has a heart for designing and making cool, personal and cultural and symbolic tied designs, and would have been both great at that and loved it if she’d lived long enough. (Shoutout to @artianaiolanthe who inspired the fashion take & it is so suited to her I love it). A little shy, but an extrovert at heart under it, just a nervous one. Loved people. Liked climbing trees and fording brooks and baking bread and throwing rocks and baseballs to knock a target out of a tree and win a prize at little town fairs. Didn’t get the length or quality of life she was owed, and it’s just not fair or okay at all. Liked to watch the stars.

As far as getting better goes, mentally, totally. If they could get her out of the realm or break the Entity’s connection, she’d immediately stop killing. She has never done it of her own free will. She’s a sweet small town kid who was just trying to live her life. As far as physically goes though, Lisa is in one of the worst possible spots. Unlike say Amanda, who was on death’s door but healed by the Entity, or the Legion, who weren’t injured at all, Lisa was on death’s door and like Adiris, did not get healed. Just preserved in that near-death state and forced to work in it. Honestly, it’s possible she could survive long enough to get to a hospital and be saved, but at best, she’d probably live another year. When you starve, your body begins to catabolize/eat your own tissue to save itself, starting with fat, and ending with muscles and organs, which, when it reaches the heart, kills you. Lisa was so close to dead, the organ damage was probably awful, and would leave her with complications that would take her very young. The most likely thing, since she was saved literally seconds before death, would be for her to step outside the realm and immediately die. However, it’s possible she got lucky on body damage and could be saved—kinda up to interpretation—and if say, she was around for Quentin’s Vigil going healing batshit, and got some organs repaired that way, she’d have a real shot. (I also am sad. Lisa was actually the only determinate character in ILM to me/that I wasn’t sure the ending for, and while I am very happy with what ended up being her closure, I also would like to see her live for even more love and peace TuT. Lol, if I ever end up doing my goddamn four fate route fics like I’ve joked now a truly dangerous number of times about doing [>.> me @ me] then maybe she will get a variety of lives in the end). I’m glad you wanted to know! I really like and pity her. This poor kid really did nothing wrong, much like Rin, and just got eternally tortured for asking for help and justice against the monsters who took her life so violently. Fuck Brittany. (Read: the Entity.)

Ahhhh Sally. My sweet, sweet girl. Uhhh, not sure which of the Lisa questions you meant for her too, so I’ll try to speed-answer them all? Sally’s intelligent and understanding and thoughtful, patient, polite, almost elegant despite how impoverished she spent most of her life—she just tries to act like a lady and treat people with as much respect and esteem as she can (unless they suck lol). She’s also very mentally damaged and not there though, and has extremely unstable mood swings, especially into despair. Her relationships with the other killers were limited. She talked to & was on polite terms with any who would talk to her and not be condescending or a dick so openly she’d pick up on it (so like, on cordial terms with Evan, Herman, Caleb if she’d been there that long, but not like, Kenneth or Freddy or someone who wouldn’t bother to put up an act). But mostly, after figuring out she wasn’t really of any use to them, they quit communicating with her. Sally has been extremely isolated since shortly after being taken. She believes that the survivors are innocent and suffering and knows that they don’t deserve the hunt, but has no way to stop the whole system, and has been convinced by the Entity that if she does a good job and earns moris, the ones she strangles to death get to stay dead instead of coming back after death to suffer endlessly again, so she works very dedicatedly and slowly trying to earn kills to save them. It took her physical eyes when it got her and lets her see through it’s powers, and uses that to randomize what survivors look like in her memory so she doesn’t catch wise it’s the same people over and over and she’s not saving them at all. It’s extremely tragic. God it’s one of the most cruel Entity tricks, which is saying a lot. Poor gentle woman is Sisyphus pushing a boulder up a hill day after day year after year and she doesn’t even know how hopeless and meaningless it all is. : (

When the Vigo-Philip-Alex-Benedict team was going, though, she met and attacked, then was convinced to instead befriend them, and quickly became very attached and well liked by them. Met Lisa while with the group, and became extremely fond of her and loving towards her and was truly, truly happy for a brief period of time. Still remembers her, even as lost as all her memories are. Not her name, but what she looked like to Sally, and how her hair felt, and how nice it was. Sally would have considered everyone in that group a dear friend, and in ILM, Philip most definitely becomes her deepest, closest, and best friend, just like she does to him. She’s a very faithful woman to her soul. Loved her family, loved her husband and mourned him, worked as hard as she could. Cared for her patients, and did her best in that hell until the Entity slowly whittled away at her sanity until it broke her mind and left her convinced the only way to end their pain would be to give them death, and she had to do it to save them. Sally loves little pretty things and neatness and collections. Flowers, bows and ribbons, china and colored glass. She would have treasured gifts like decorative holiday cards and carved animal figures and left them on her mantle or carefully tucked in lovingly organized and decorated books she could open to revisit the memory. Likes dresses and skirts and the way the wind feels. Hopeful and very enduring. Loving. Had a mom heart, and will never really get entirely over the loss of her children, but is strong and kind and will find new love that makes life still worth living in other people. Will remember both kindness and cruelty a long, long time. Loved Quentin from the second he gave her flowers (Dwight: Quentin, why did the entity let you have three moms? Quentin: Because I fucking earned it >:[“ [author’s note: he did. God that poor kid...]). Loved Kate from the day she sat with her in a hospital and held her hand. Is like that. Remembers small kindness and treasures them.

Sally could definitely recover. Not all the way probably, physically or mentally, but by far enough to be complete and happy and realized and who she wants. She never meant to hurt people, so she really just needs some stability, and I think she finds that with her new family. I mean, it is a lot to adjust to. It’s been like nearly 100 years. The Entiry broke her mind, and she’s got some damage that just probably can’t ever be fixed, but a lot can be, with drugs and treatments and therapy and kindness and a good support system, and honestly, the biggest things she needs are people to keep her memories together and herself present, and influences to protect her from being manipulated and controlled now that she’s so suggestible and easy to hurt, and she’s got that. I am 100% certain that while some things—the scatteredness, the ease of slipping into other moods especially deep sadness, the different way of thinking altogether—never leave her, she gets better in the most important ways and is truly happy and quite functional and what she wants to be. While there’s no way (yet anyway lol. Cybernetics that good when?) to give her new eyes since the Entity ripped hers out, and she’s blind now, and can’t be changed, her seeing eye dog does a great job for her, and she’s very happy and adjusts well. She has a lot of friends to be her eyes, and learns to lean into what she can do and has a quite fulfilling and blissful life outside the realm in ILM.

Also: thanks for the recs! I’m going on a run soon, and I’ll add those to my iPod and give ‘em a listen if I can. Hope this answered what you wanted to know! ^u^

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