#Note i am so sorry for the hiatus i was gonna do a big special drawing for 500 but i literally didnt feel like finishing it at all

[lethalleangue]

day 500

[andsmile]

I’m trying to make sense of the timeline with these last few episodes of s4 for varchie, what’s your take? like her finding out, the porch kiss, the bedroom kiss, etc

okay, i actually have somewhat of a timeline in my head for the varchie stuff! i’m sorry but i haven’t thought about any other storyline in-depth lol i don’t know the nuances, but roughly, 

5x01 - prom! these are the last days of high school, so no time jump yet.  everyone said it’s a big episode for va. 

i think the first scene is the one with veronica and hiram where he talks about feeling better from his “disease”. then i think it might go for varchie at pops, she’s excited that her dad is better and ko will be in town. 

maybe she encourages him and archie to fight to impress the naval academy person. kiss goodnight. ok, so ko and archie do all the ~impress the academy thing sexy thing~ practicing together, and varchie go together to archie’s place (when he’s sweaty). 

for some reason she’s gonna talk about something and need reassurance and he’ll say that he loves her and kiss her (while sweaty), then probably leave to shower and that’s when either mary tells v about the song, or v finds the song in archie’s things. 

she decides to host something in la bonne nuit because--naval academy? whatever, to be a good girlfriend. ko and archie probably have their bonding moment in the sauna beforehand, he probably tells ko something he shouldn’t. then, veronica invites bughead GOD KNOWS WHY. then she’s saying something very sweet about archie’s music and sings the song that she thinks was for her. 

ba are 👀. then, maybe b leaves or the scene cuts. maybe veronica realizes some of the weird glances? not sure. just sure that archie will feel guilty af. the next day i think it’s archie and ko’s fight and i think archie will lose it. veronica will ask if he doesn’t want to go to prom since he’s beaten, and he says they can’t miss it, he looks miserable. but goes on with it, they have their beautiful prom moments (hiram might say something approving hdhshs) and then while slow dancing he won’t stand the lie anymore and spill the truth. in between i know there’s some ~voyeur mess going on.

veronica is said to handle things maturely, so i guess she doesn’t slap him senseless, she probably just asks something heartbreaking that he might not be able to answer immediately or she’ll say something like “i’m going to barnard and you’re going to wherever, and i can’t have you confused for the rest of our lives, blabla”. i don’t know, i think they’re part of choni’s court too? unless they have already left after the mess (that’s when choni are crowned and bh slow dance). i don’t think they break up or anything, maybe they just leave things up in the air or she asks for space. 

veronica goes home and initially i thought she was gonna tell hiram or hermione, but i’m wondering if she tells hermosa for a bonding moment since they’re having a storyline next. archie goes home defeated and finds a tape for himself, which sets him into the plot for 5.02.

5x02 - i have not much idea of what’s going on here, but apparently archie is forced to face his demons while helping the kid who ran over fred? so i think it’s going to be a very dense and emotional episode for him, that will help him maybe let go of something that’s been holding him back. i am kind of curious of how they’ll explore the whole thing from archie’s pov and if they’ll relate reverting to b as part of his healing process? have no clue. i guess whatever he’s set to do will direct him in the right path again.

as for veronica, i know she’ll team up with hermosa and try to get hiram away from lodge industries because they think he’s sick (?) and i think they might find out that hiram’s been mafia-ing his way around town and punching bitches, and that he’s never been sick in the first place maybe? or maybe we’ll find out that he’s lying about getting better. anyway, he’s lying, and he won’t allow hermosa and veronica to do anything i guess? lol he’ll probably just con them. i think hermosa is going to give veronica some advice about archie and i know cami posted a picture frame of varchie that’s in the scene where she talks to hermosa, so maybe we’ll have her holding the picture frame and considering some stuff?

until this point i don’t think that the kiss is addressed with bughead!

5x03 - not sure how it’ll start, but sure that this is when we’ll have the cute jarchie scene in the lab.. archie has some trouble about graduating, apparently. we might have a beronica scene here too, when there’s the yearbook things, and it will enrage me, cause i think veronica will have come to terms with what betty did first. i also think archie will look at them both ~longingly for some reason. then, mmm, i think at the end of this day veronica shows up at his door to either give him back his stuff and break up or just break up, and archie for some reason doesn’t want her to -- they’ve come to terms with what happened and decide that they shouldn’t end in this note, they had a relationship too special -- or they just can’t do it and kiss/make out. 

then there’s graduation. core 4 jalopy scene? maybe the core 4 go on some quick last adventure. then they all bury the time capsules as summer rolls in. (not necessarily in this order). this evening might be when jughead learns about the kiss. i like the alternative that betty just tells him and i’ll go with it. she tells him, they have a convo about their future and sleep together, while varchie inevitably break up. i don’t think bughead will!

and jughead is probably upset with archie. and betty is probably upset that he’s upset. and veronica has broken up with him. so archie will leave to the army without saying goodbye, because he’s upset everyone and no one’s talking to him, but then they all show up to say goodbye. and it ends with archie leaving riverdale...

(there’s also the alternative that core4 drive archie to the bus in the jalopy, but i have no idea why they’d use that old ass car if archie was late)

at first i thought they’d have a preview of the time jump on 5.03 but maybe not, to be honest - it’s not as impactful as it would be with a hiatus in the middle, so maybe there’s no cliffhanger, just archie leaving... and we know he’s only coming back 7 years late.

let’s see how much i get right!

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Natsume Yuujinchou: “Cookies to the Forest’s Entrance�� Summary (Chapter 105)

Our cuties are back with more adventures!

I was trying to get this out within a week of the chapter’s release, but life happened so it took a while. ;w; Anyways, this is our first chapter after the 4 month hiatus! Perhaps to serve as a breather after the super intense Homura arc, we have a relatively short chapter (only 24 pages compared to the usual 30-40 pages) about Natsume, Tanuma and Nyanko-sensei stumbling into an old house in the middle of the forest. In some ways, this chapter felt more like a special chapter rather than a main one (don’t expect any plot or character development for this one, especially not information on the grandpa), but surprisingly, it also helps wrap up some stuff in the Homura arc (firstly, DID NYANKO GET HIS COOKIES, secondly, our poor cinnamon roll pure boi needs a hug ;w;). It still gives me the usual NatsuYuu feels, so no complaints from me! Also (I’m sorry for plugging), but if you enjoy what we do, and don’t mind giving a couple of dollars,

please buy me a coffee or two. At the moment I’m using my Kofi funds to buy raws of the manga for our scan uses, but after losing my Tumblr account, I haven’t had any new donations, so my tank is running empty (especially after buying the raws for Volume 25). ;w; If you have some spare cash and would like to help support our scan work, please help donate. You have my eternal gratitude. TwT As always, special thanks to Jessica for proofreading this for me on a Sunday!

- Niji

Chapter 105: “Cookies to the Forest’s Entrance”

While walking home from school, Tanuma accidentally steps onto a cookie, hearing it crack under his foot. He spots another cookie in the distance, and begins finding more and more of them the further he looks.

Tanuma: (It leads into the forest.) // This is just like Hansel and Gretel. / I wonder who dropped these…

Tanuma: ! // Natsume? Natsume: Huh… // Tanuma!? / Why are you in a place like this? Tanuma: You too, Natsume, what are you doing here…

Tanuma asks if Natsume might have been the one to drop the cookies, but it turns out Natsume didn’t notice the cookies at all. After recognising the cookies, he runs off, following its trail. Tanuma runs after him as well. At the end of the trail, they find a little house.

Natsume: Ah. // In a place like this… / Is it a vacant house? Tanuma: Hey, Natsume… / Do you know what these cookies are? / You looked like you were looking for something.

Natsume: …It’s nothing big. / I guess you can say I was just curious… Tanuma: Curious? Natsume: ——These cookies are…

Natsume recounts what happened shortly after he and Nyanko-sensei returned from Homura. Touko and Shigeru were extremely glad that he was able to find Nyanko-sensei, and gave Nyanko-sensei the cookies that they had kept aside for him (if you remember at the start of the arc, Nyanko-sensei wanted some pretty cookies but ran off before Natsume went to buy them). Nyanko-sensei was super happy about them too. However, when Natsume returned home from school that day, Nyanko-sensei was nowhere to be found in his room. Thinking that Nyanko-sensei might have ran off to play as usual, and that he might be going beyond Yatsuhara…

Natsume: I couldn’t stop thinking about it, and I figured it would be interesting to try following Sensei at least once… Tanuma: … I see… Natsume: ...Don’t laugh. Tanuma: Haha, I’m sorry. / So, at the end of these cookies will be…

Yes, it is Nyanko-sensei.

Natsume: Found him! Tanuma: Fufu. / There’s a hole in his bag. / So that’s how the cookies fell out.

Tanuma: *sigh…* ……Natsume? Natsume: ——As I thought, I’m still a little worried about Sensei. Tanuma: Ah… / That’s right, at the White Mist Pottery* Village, he caught the eye of a strange Collector……

[*I’m gonna translate “Hakka Pottery” to “White Mist Pottery”, since I can pretty much confirm that ‘Hakka’ is not a family name lol. So, for localization sake, I am translating the whole term.]

Natsume: …There was someone who reassured me, saying, “I’ll take care of this incident, so you don’t have to worry.” // He isn’t someone who would say things without thinking, so I did think that things would be alright now. / But when I didn’t see Sensei around like this, I can’t help but feel anxious. // ...But I’m glad.

Natsume looks around.

Natsume: I guess he found this vacant house and has been idling around in it. / …Seriously, he even brought his favourite sake and sake bottle with him. Tanuma: Wow… // It doesn’t look like anyone is here, and it’s quite wide. Rather than a residence, this is more like… an arbor?

Tanuma: It’s old, / but it’s pretty. // It’s perfect as a hideaway / or as a secret base.

Natsume: A secret base… / Then we’ve done something bad, haven’t we? Since Sensei has been secretly having fun here… Nyanko: *open!* Hm hm. / Natsume and… the Tanuma brat. Natsume: Ah! Nyanko-sensei! // I’m sor- Nyanko: You came here with perfect timing. Help me out. Natsume: Huh!?

Nyanko-sensei explains that he discovered this place while chasing butterflies during his patrol. He figured that it would be the perfect place for him to take his afternoon naps, and was just in the midst of checking it out. The only issue is that the place is rather dusty, and Nyanko-sensei doesn’t have the spare time to clean the place up as he likes.

Nyanko: I’ve brought some dust cloths with me. / Just wet them in the river over there. Natsume: What— Nyanko: If we don’t at least clean this veranda, you two won’t be able to idle around either, right?

And just like that, the boys got to work.

Natsume: Geez~~~ *wipe wipe wipe wipe* // This house may be vacant, but it might have an owner, so don’t just do whatever you like, Sensei. Nyanko: Come on! / Put your backs into your wiping! Boys: Phew~~ // We’re finally doneee—

Completely exhausted, they plopped down onto the veranda, and had their rest. And as they closed their eyes—

Natsume: (What is this?) / (There’s some sort of sweet fragrance coming from somewhere.) // (Is it Sensei’s cookies?) / (No…) // (Maybe it’s flowers.) / (——It’s very) // (kind and sweet——)

Soon enough, Natsume notices that evening has already arrived, so they prepare to leave.

Nyanko: By the way, how did you two learn of this place? Natsume: How? Because your cookies had fallen out, Sensei. Nyanko: WHAT!? // *stunned* There’s a huge hole… Natsume: Shall we pick them up on our way home, Sensei?

Nyanko: …… / No, just leave them as they are. // We still have lots of maintenance to do. / Tomorrow, you two will follow this trail back to my afternoon napping spot. We will gather there.

[Did Nyanko just… sacrifice his cookies!? Omg!]

Natsume: “Maintenance”……? Tanuma: Haha, I’m sure birds would have eaten them by tomorrow, Sensei.

The following day, the two boys find the trail of cookies and arrive at the empty house.

Natsume: We’re here. Nyanko: You two are so slow! / You’re gonna be devoting yourselves to the maintenance of my drinking party spot! Natsume: Wasn’t this your afternoon napping spot? Tanuma: ——Huh? Natsume. / There’s something on the pillar there…

Indeed, on the pillar was a hand-written note, saying,

“Thank you for wiping the place. Please enjoy yourselves here.”

Natsume: Uwah! / It’s probably from the owner. (S- So embarrassing…) Tanuma: I wonder if it’s okay to just take advantage of their offer like that. / Even though we entered as we liked… Nyanko: Stop complaining! Today, we are wiping the sliding doors! / I want the moonlight and the evening sun to shine on it beautifully.

Natsume: …As an apology for Sensei coming in as he liked, we should at least clean the frame of the sliding doors. Tanume: Let’s do that. Natsume: You help too, Sensei. Nyanko: Hmph. / Just this should be enough, right?

Or so they thought.

Nyanko: *rip…*

Stunned by the tear, the two boys inspect the damage. Natsume asks if it can be fixed, and Tanuma figures that, if they bring some sliding door paper and glue tomorrow, it should do the trick. Natsume returns to the note on the pillar, and quickly jots down an apology.

“Sorry, we tore the sliding door. We will fix it tomorrow.”

Back at home, Natsume asks Shigeru for some sliding door paper.

Shigeru: ...Hm? Sliding door? Natsume: Yes… // Can I have enough for one grid? / We were staying at a place and we kind of… tore it. Shigeru: Oh. / Were you at the Tanuma’s? Natsume: Ah, no. Shigeru: It’s okay to be mischievous, but you have to keep it in moderation.

Shigeru: If it’s at home, you can break as many as you like, // but always make sure to apologize, alright, Takashi? Natsume: …… Yes.

[Shigeru is such a good papa ;w;]

As Natsume leaves the next day, Touko stops him, handing him some strawberries.

Touko: Here, give them these strawberries as an apology. // *rustle!* Do your best! Natsume: ——… // Thank you so much. Nyanko: Oh~~~ These strawberries look tasty~~~ Natsume: They are not for you, Sensei.

[And now we have our sweet mama TwT]

They continue to follow the trail of cookies (how have they not been eaten by animals yet??), during which Natsume asks if the owner might be there. Nyanko-sensei promptly answers that he doesn’t need to care so much about an uninhabited empty house.

Natsume: Don’t you start, Sensei. Tanuma: Oi, Natsume—

The three of them head to the house, and find that a new note has been attached to the pillar.

“Thank you for cleaning the sliding doors. I have a request. Could you help me plant these seeds in the garden?”

Natsume: Huh? // By ‘seeds’, do they mean this? // …They don’t sound angry. Tanuma: You fix the sliding door, Natsume. / I’ll clear the weeds over there and plant this. Natsume: Thank you, Tanuma.

Natsume: …… // (The owner of this house sure is strange…) // (Rather, it feels like…) // Hey… Nyanko-sensei…

Nyanko: HEY! / ENOUGH OF THAT! HURRY UP AND BRING OUT THE PAPER! // Let’s paste it down right away. It’s time to repair my afternoon napping spot! Natsume: ——… Yeah. // You’re right.

The three of them set down to work, and finally finished everything. Once again, exhausted, they plop onto the veranda and napped.

Natsume: (Nevertheless…) // (This is such a comfortable place——)

In his dreams, Natsume hears a man speak, and the thoughts of someone else…

Man: “——Hey there. Sorry to keep you waiting.” ??: ——It’s alright. // Always, / forever, // I will be here, waiting for you.

Natsume wakes up.

Note: As an apology, we have left some strawberries here. Tanuma: It’s quite a mysterious arbor. // It’s like we are exchanging letters with the house owner. Natsume: That’s true. Tanuma: ——Hey, Natsume. Natsume: Hm?

Tanuma: ...Nah. / See you tomorrow. Natsume: Yeah. // See you tomorrow.

And that night, Natsume had a dream.

Natsume: (There was a gentle-looking man sitting alone on top of the veranda.) / (And around him, perhaps it was the flowering season… There were so many colors as though it was overflowing with it.) Man: Ah, my beloved arbor. // I can only visit you once every year. / I can’t even maintain or take care of you. Please forgive this useless owner of yours. // This year, I’ve been busy with my family business as well. / The days where I come here provide emotional support, so I always look forward to it. // Ah, / the view here is so beautiful. // I built this here hoping that someday, / I could bring my wife, my children, and my family here to view this scenery. // But after so long, it has always just been me.

Man: I’m sorry. Even though I built you, // I’m always here alone. // I’m sorry I couldn’t make it lively. // ——Someday, // should // guests arrive here——

Natsume wakes up. The following day, he meets up with Tanuma again, and they follow the trail of cookies into the forest. Natsume wonders about all the strange things involving this situation, about the forest that was so close to his house and yet he doesn’t know much about it, about these cookies that still look great even after so long, and about the mysterious owner who never shows his face. And when they arrive at the arbor—

Flowers had bloomed across the garden.

Tanuma: What!? / Flowers!? // …This can’t all be / the seeds I planted yesterday…? // Just how did… Natsume: ——I’m guessing // this arbor made all of them bloom.

Tanuma: Huh… SFX: *rustle*

The one who wrote notes to thank them for cleaning the floor and the sliding doors might have been the arbor itself. With its memories of bygone days, it’s always been here inside the forest, waiting.

Natsume: You finally have guests coming here. / But I’m sorry that it was us.

This was such an old, old little arbor, and it felt as though it was mustering the last of its power to show them this scenery.

Nyanko: Ooh, there are strawberry flowers here too. Natsume: Tanuma. / Why don’t we take a seat at the veranda and look at this scenery for a bit? Tanuma: Huh? Natsume: Somehow, / I feel like we won’t be able to come here again tomorrow.

Tanuma: ———……… // I see——… Natsume: (——I wonder if there are buildings that can become ayakashi too.)

That was the mysterious arbor that Nyanko-sensei found. It was only a short while, but it was where two people, one beast, and another certain someone, had spent their time together. As they take a seat on the veranda, Natsume recalls the words that the owner had said in his dream.

Man: ——Someday, // should guests arrive here…

Man: Make sure to welcome them with lots of flowers, alright?

It was a beautiful and lovely, secret arbor.

“Cookies to the Forest’s Entrance” END

[cinnamonbun-dai]

truth of villainy

(tamaki amajiki)

(｀・∀・') angst (｀・∀・')

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Amajiki was fuming, hell even more than fuming at this point.

"Why didn't you tell me you were working with the P.L.F?" he shouted, accidentally finding out you, out of all people and heroes, was working along side the most wanted villains in Japan. "I'm undercover! Don't you get that! I'm trying to figured out a way to destroy them, to stop them." you try and reason, making sure to keep your cool. Yes, you were working undercover in the P.L.F, along side Hawks, deciding that having two people undercover would help with information, but with time, you started to agree with their ideology. "Then why hasn't this undercover stuff been talked about with other agencies, I would of thought that my agency or FatGum's would of known about it!" he started to feel his eyes water. "The only agencies that know about the case is Hawks and the gouvernement! They didn't want to put anyone else in danger." you raised your voice slightly, trying to get your point across. "Y-you're just a vigilante! I saw how you and Hawks' talked. You know what, how about you just run of to Hawks, be vigilantes or villains together!" he started crying, his angers getting the best of him. "I love you Tamaki, fuck, I didn't tell you cause I wanted to keep you safe. The P.L.F are a big organisation, bigger than you could ever expect! I don't want you to get hurt!" you start crying yourself, gripping the edge of the table. "I can't even look at you in eyes anymore (Y/N), you were a great hero, but I guess you fell from grace, you flew to close to the sun..." he cried, the use of your name and not the pet name he called you nearly all the time sent shivers down your spine. "You're on your way to becoming a villain..." he continued, the words you and Hawks' shared resonating in his mind. 'To be honest the P.L.F has a good point in society.' 'People rely on heroes too much, overworking everyone.' "I'd never become a villain, if I did I would end myself on the spot!" you shouted, your hands now moving up to your sleeves to grip tightly at your arms. "Just go some place else for the night, please... I-I need space to think." he said, more calmly than before. "O-okay..." you shakily say, taking your wallet and keys before putting your jacket and boots on. "I'll come back t-tomorrow or something... Love you Tama..." you don't hear him answer you, so you shut the door.

"H-hey Hawks, can you please stay at yours for a night or two?" you ask Hawks once you arrived at his apartment, your eyes watering more from the fact that this was real, you and Amajiki might of just broken up over some stupid mission, over your opinions. You loved him so much, it hurt so much to see him not anymore. All you wanted to do was to protect him and you never thought your ideologies would put an end to something you thought would be infinite. He nodded, opening his arms for a much needed hug. "It's gonna be okay angelwings... There,there... Now come on, I made chicken wings earlier." he patted your head, his comment on food making you laugh through your sobs. Maybe things happen for a reason.

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A night had passed since you ended up at Hawks after your fight with Amajiki. And just because it was a new day didn't mean that your feelings weren't stirred, and you still had work to do. You managed to ignore your feelings during patrol mostly, avoiding certain areas you knew he would be patrolling at the same time. But of course, you had to stumble onto him.

"Angel, get down to area 13, Haroyu Street now! Emergency, 3 high-end Nomu, 4 regular Nomus!" you heard your ear piece say to you. You both knew it was going to happen, so there was no panic or hurry in his voice. "On it Hawks!" you reply, soon flying over the area he noted, seeing a high-end Nomu on the ground beneath. You started blinding it, hoping it would help the other heroes at taking it down since it's sight would be taken away. But it didn't. Which meant you had to swoop in and attack with the other heroes. After 5 minutes of fighting, managing to take one down with the help of Ground Zero and Uravity you saw a tentacle slam a regular Nomu into the ground. "Oh fuck me..." you mutter, sending a dagger to the Nomu to destroy it's brain. Seeing Amajiki right now was the last thing you wanted but you knew not to let feelings mess with work. "Suneater! Once you've finished knocking down that nomu, come and help us with the high-ends, two people have already been knocked down and we need at least 4 please!" you shout at him, he quickly looked at you and nodded before getting to his previous task. The fight against the nomus lasted a while, and a good number of people got injured and you ended up breaking a bone in your left wing (which wasn't really a big deal, it happened often) and a good number of bruises and scratches.  

"So, what ya gonna do if you and Amajiki have fully broken up?" Hawks asked, walking back to the agency with you after quickly meeting with Dabi. "I honestly don't know, in a perfect world: take a hiatus until I'm over him and get back on track with everything but shit doesn't stop so I can't take a break. I should really go over and see him after dinner." you explained. You recently had a meeting with the hero security agency about ending the missions since all the info you needed was now known.

After dinner you went over to Amajiki's apartment, either to go get the rest of your stuff or to make up. You opened the front door carefully in case he was sleeping. You go over to the kitchen to get a glass of water, trying to ease your anxiety with some water. "Y-You were good out there today..." you heard his voice behind you, making you jump. "Ah Tamaki, thanks, you too!" you turned the compliment back, turning to face him. You both stayed in awkward silence, not knowing what to do or say. "The mission is ending soon..." you finally speak up, breaking it. He looked at you confused. "The mission with the P.L.F, we're gonna be ending it soon. The means of ending it won't be pretty but at least it'll be over." you explain. You knew ending the mission meant risking your lives and breaking trusts that you spent months building. "Why couldn't you tell me about the mission sooner?" he asked, sitting up on the counter. "Because I couldn't, if I did and someone found out you would be in danger." you sigh, looking at him. "The P.L.F is bigger than we thought, they find things out with out you even being aware. And they have a nasty rep of going after their members loved ones and blackmailing them to giving them funds or more." you continue, remembering all the acts you ended up seeing during meetings. "Look, last night I might of overreacted. But I still think we need a break. It made me realise how much hero work and relationships don't mix. I really love you, even a bit too much, but I don't think we shouldn't continue our relationship, we barely see each other outside of work anyways, I mean when was the last time we were intimate sexually? 2, 3 months? And when was the last time we went on a date?" Amajiki words made a ball form in your stomach. Five years of love, of laughs, disintegrated by some words and missions. "Just because we're heroes doesn't mean we aren't allowed to love. I understand where you're coming from, but we still love each other, don't we? Yes there's issues with us not seeing each other due to hero work and missions, but, fuck Tamaki, I would give up anything to be able to call you min-" you were cute off by feeling lips on yours, easily knowing they were Amajiki's from their shape and taste. The kiss deepened from a mix of anger and desperation, both of you hungrily grabbing at each other like it was the last. Hell, it probably would be. You felt him lift you up from the counter, bringing you to the bed you knew so well.

3 hours later, you woke up on the bed, without Amajiki. "Tama?" you called out, maybe he was in the kitchen, but you had no answer. You got up, getting redressed. You noticed a sticky note on the mirror you use to leave little love notes on when you started work earlier than him.

'I am sorry (Y/N), Please pack your bags and leave I shouldn't of slept with you again It was a heat of the moment thing. It is for the best that we split up. You will always have a special place in my heart but we both aren't in the right moment or lives to have a significant other, no matter how much we love them I do hope we can stay friends, see you around Tamaki Amajiki '

Your heart broke even more, you quickly took your bags and packed your stuff, tears threatening to spill. Before you left, you quickly wrote a note.

'You'll always have a place in my brain and heart, but i guess being friends isn't that bad, See you around Amajiki'

You placed it next to the one he wrote you before you left, calling Hawks on your way trying to find a place to stay. "What's up angelwings? Did ya make up with Amajiki?" "No Takami, can I please stay at yours until I find a place of my own? I'm sorry." "It's all good, ya can stay for as long as you like angelface, tell me the dets when you get here. See ya!" you heard him beam before hanging up, smiling slightly at the new nickname. You knew once you got there you would allow yourself to cry your eyes out while he tried to reassure you by making corny jokes or feeding you some sort of chicken, making you chuckle at the way he didn't know how to deal with other people's emotions.

Maybe bad things are followed by good things?

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(unedited)

[rpf-bat]

Spent My High School Career Spit On And Shoved To Agree

Pairing: Gerard Way x Reader

Genre: High School AU, Romance, Drama

Summary: You find out that a classmate has been picking on your best friend, Gerard. You won’t let this go - even if he tells you, that you should. 

A/N: Guess who came off, like, a year long hiatus from writing, just because I read a really shitty high school AU fic, and thought I could do better? (It me. Sorry for being inactive for so long!)

Trigger warning for bullying/violence, and usage of the f-slur.

You held the paper towel Coach Rickly had given you to your nose, trying not to bleed on your Misfits shirt as you walked to the nurses’ office.

As soon as you entered the clinic, you saw a familiar figure seated on one of the cots.

“Gerard?” you blinked, surprised.

“Y/N?” your friend looked up at you, not expecting you to be here. “Oh geez, what happened to your face?”

“I was in gym class,” you explained. “We were playing dodgeball, and when Ray threw the ball, it hit in me in the face.”

“Oh no,” Gerard grimaced.

“It was an accident,” you shrugged. “He apologized like six times, he felt really bad. I told him I’d be ok.”

“I hope so,” Gerard replied.

“More importantly,” you asked, “what are you doing here?”

Gerard lifted up his shaggy hair, revealing a black, bruised left eye.

“What happened?” you gasped.

“Matt happened,” Gerard sighed.

“Matt, from French class?” you guessed.

“Yeah,” Gerard confessed. “The, uh, the school play is coming up. It’s a musical this year. The tryouts are today, so I was in the boys’ bathroom, practicing my singing. Matt came in, and he heard my falsetto, and started making fun of me. Said only fags sing that high. And then his friend was like, I bet if you kick him in the dick, you can make that pansy boy sing even higher. So, Matt kicked me, and I tried to fight back, and then his friend punched me in the face.”

You saw red.

 “I’m going to kick Matt’s ass,” you growled. How dare he bully your friend like this! You were going to make him pay.

“Y/N, don’t….” Gerard protested. “I just….I’m just gonna wait for the nurse to come back with that ice pack for my eye, and then I’m going to back to class. And so should you. Just forget about it.”

“I can’t forget about it!” you insisted. “Matt’s a douchebag! I won’t let him get away with hurting you!”

“Don’t get in trouble on my account,” Gerard argued.

“I don’t care if I’m in trouble,” you fumed. “You’re my friend, Gee. I hate the way people at this school treat you. You don’t deserve it. I’m sorry that I wasn’t there to protect you.”

“It’s not your fault that we don’t have fourth period together,” Gerard shrugged. “And it’s not your job to defend me. Guys are supposed to be able to defend themselves….I just need to get stronger.”

“You don’t need to change anything about yourself.” You loved Gerard for the chubby, nerdy, soft boy that he was. He wasn’t like all the other boys in this shitty New Jersey town. Nothing was wrong with him.

Something was very wrong with the system, that allowed a popular kid like Matt to get away with this. But, you were going to fix that, and god damn the consequences.

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You found Matt at lunch, sitting with his goon friends from the football team. You stormed right up to his table, rage in your eyes.

“Hey asshole,” you glared. “I heard you beat up my friend.”

“Who, the little poof from the art club?” Matt chuckled.

“His name is Gerard,” you snapped.

“I don’t care what his name is,” Matt shrugged. “He’s a fucking weirdo. Putting on lipstick in the bathroom mirror, singing some fag song about being a ‘sweet transvestite’….does he want to be a chick or something? Wasn’t sure his dick was actually there til I kicked it.”

His friend high-fived him, as if this was the funniest joke he’d heard all day. You weren’t laughing. You grabbed Matt by the collar, pulling him out of his seat.

“Hey, let me go, you psycho!” Matt protested.

“Eat me,” you swore, and punched him directly in the face, knocking him backwards.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” Matt screamed, getting back up, and launching himself at you. You dodged his punch, and kicked him in the shin, sending him tumbling  back onto the cafeteria floor.

“Guys, help me!” Matt cried, and his friend (probably the one who had blackened Gerard’s eye) leaped up from the table and punched you in the mouth.

You tasted blood - the lip had split. You didn’t care. Still fueled by rage, you punched Matt’s friend in the gut. He cried out in pain.

“Miss Y/N!” you heard a horrified voice scold, and you whipped around to see the principal standing in front of you. “What on earth are you doing?!”

Shit, you thought. I’m in trouble.

“My office,” the principal barked. “Now.”

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Ultimately, you were given three days of suspension. Matt didn’t get suspended along with you, which you thought was bullshit. But, you weren’t really sorry for what you had done.

Your folks had grounded you, when they found out what you did. But, three days sitting at home watching zombie movies while they were at work, still wasn’t all that bad.

You were halfway through Dawn Of The Dead when you heard a knock at your front door. You hit pause, wondering who it could be.

You looked through the peephole and saw Gerard standing on your doorstep.

It’s four o clock, you realized. School must have just gotten out. He came straight here to see me?

He really was the sweetest friend a girl could have. You opened the door to let him in.

“Hey, Gerard,” you greeted. “How’s your eye doing?”

“The bruising’s gone down,” he shrugged, shuffling awkwardly into your foyer. “How’s your lip? I heard you got hurt, trying to….avenge me.”

“I’m fine, Gee,” you assured him, shutting the door behind you. “Don’t worry about me.”

“But, I am worried!” he said, and you realized he sounded near tears. “I….I wasn’t man enough to fight my own battles, and so you got dragged into it, too. And he hurt you.”

“You don’t have to ‘be a man’, Gee,” you sighed. “You’re just a sixteen year old kid. The adults - the teachers - they should do something about all the bullying that goes on at our school. They should try and help you.”

“They don’t care, Y/N,” Gerard frowned. “Matt is the teacher’s fucking favorite, he’s the MVP, Homecoming King, whatever, and I’m just some weird loser….”

“You’re not a loser,” you insisted, grabbing Gerard and pulling him into a tight hug. “You’re amazing, Gee. You draw, and you sing, better than anybody else I know. You’re special. They just don’t know you like I do.”

“I’m not special,” Gerard mumbled, pushing you away. “The drama teacher probably won’t even give me the role of Frank N. Furter. She’s gonna tell me I suck.”

“You don’t suck!” you reassured him. “You can get that role!”

“Even if I did,” he argued, “prancing around onstage, in that costume, would just make people like Matt, make fun of me even more.”

“Who cares what they think?” you scoffed. “Gee, listen to me. Two more years at this piece of shit school, and then you’re gonna graduate, and you can finally get out of this town. You’ll get into a good art school in New York. I know you will. And in the big city, people will appreciate what you can do. They’ll be more accepting, of people who are different.”

“They keep calling me gay,” Gerard frowned. “I mean, there’s nothing wrong with being gay, but, I....”

He blushed and trailed off.

“But, you do like girls,” you supplied.

“I’ll never get a girlfriend,” Gerard mumbled self-loathingly. “What girl is gonna want a fat wimp who can’t even defend himself? Who hides behind a girl, like a coward?”

“I chose to fight Matt,” you reminded him, putting a gentle hand on his shoulder.“You didn’t make me do this for you. As I recall, you told me not to.”

“I knew you were going to get in trouble,” Gerard said, looking up into your eyes. “You’re suspended from school, because of me.”

“I’d do it again, in a heartbeat,” you confessed. “I care about you a lot, Gee. I couldn’t stand to see what he did to you, and just do nothing.”

Gerard turned red again, and looked away. “I, uh, I brought you the notes from French class, that you missed today,” he stammered.

“Thank you,” you replied gratefully.

“There’s going to be a test the day you come back,” he reminded. “So, you’ll need to study while you’re stuck here.”

“I will,” you nodded. “I appreciate the heads up.”

Gerard looked around your living room awkwardly, unsure what to say next.

“Since you’re here,” you asked, “do you want to watch the rest of this movie with me? It’s your favorite.”

“Your folks won’t mind?” Gerard asked uncertainly.

“Oh, they won’t be home for a few more hours,” you shrugged.

“Were they really mad,” Gerard wondered, “when they found out, that you got suspended, for getting in a fight?”

“A little,” you winced. “They confiscated my car keys. And my phone.”

“Oh!” Gerard realized. “That’s why you didn’t answer me, when I tried to call you last night?”

“My phone’s been off since yesterday,” you frowned. “Sorry.”

“No, it’s ok, I’m….actually kind of relieved,” Gerard admitted. “I was worried you weren’t answering, because you were mad at me.”

“Never,” you said gently. “You’re my best friend, Gerard. I couldn’t possibly stay mad, or blame you, for something like this. I was the dumbass who decided to fight him in the middle of the cafeteria! Whatever consequences I get...that’s on me, not you. Okay?”

“Okay,” Gerard smiled, sounding like he was feeling a bit better. He sat down on your couch. “Let’s watch some zombies eat people.”

You grinned, and unpaused the classic Romero movie.

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As the credits rolled, Gerard sat up straight and turned to you.

“Y/N….” he began nervously.

“Yeah?” you smiled. “What is it, Gee?”

“So, the day after your suspension is over,” Gerard said quietly, “is also the day of the school dance.”

“Are you planning on going this year?” you asked. “I think it was pretty fun last year, when we went with a big group of friends. I know Frank got in trouble for spiking the punch bowl, but…”

“I don’t want to go with friends this year,” Gerard interrupted.

“Oh?” you blinked. “Is there a girl that you’re going to ask, to be your prom date?”

“I shouldn’t even bother,” Gerard sighed. “Never mind.”

“What do you mean?” you frowned, looking over at him. You wished he had more self confidence. “You’re really cute, Gerard. I’m sure if you ask a girl, she’d be happy to go with you.”

“I’m...cute?” Gerard repeated, like he didn’t believe the words he was hearing.

You looked him over again. His long, soft-looking hair. His big, strong hands. His squeezably chubby cheeks. He really was a cute boy. Secretly, you’d thought that for a long time.

You leaned in closer, and his face reddened.

“Gerard,” you said, almost in a whisper, as you looked into his hazel eyes, “is there something that you want to ask me?”

“I….I can’t,” he blushed.

“Well, then, I can,” you smirked, leaning over so you were almost touching him. “Gerard, will you go to prom with me?”

“Y/N, I…..”

“Not as friends this time,” you clarified, a long-hidden attraction in your eyes. “As a date.”

“Yes,” Gerard whispered hoarsely. “Yes. I never thought you would say that, but, yes, please!”

You closed the gap between you, kissing him on his stunned mouth. He didn’t move at first. It was as if he was waiting for you to tell him, that this was all some kind of sick joke.

But when he realized this was real, you wanted him, his mouth responded to yours eagerly, and he pulled you closer, into his lap.

“No matter what Matt, or anyone, says,” you gasped, coming up for air, “you are so handsome, Gerard, and so talented, and one day, the world will appreciate you for who you are.”

You pressed him down into the couch cushions, enjoying the redness in his cheeks and the desire in his eyes. You thought he was beautiful - and you were certain that one day, you would be far from the only one.

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Criminal Minds- The Good Ol’ Days

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Chapter 8-Clueless

    As Hotch wakes up the next morning, he groans as he sits up to hear Matt shuffling around like he was looking for something.

“Hey Matt.” Hotch says as he gets out of his bed, looking for clothes for the day.

“Oh hey man, how’d you sleep?” Matt asked as he continued looking for whatever he was missing.

“Uhh, pretty good i guess. Um Matt, what are you looking for?” Hotch said walking over to his closet to get his towel.

“Oh i’m looking for the novel i had to read for English. Do you see it on your table maybe?”

“Uhhhh, is it this it?” Hotch holds up a book titled The Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens.

“Oh goodness you are a lifesaver man. Thanks!” Matt said as he shoved the book in his backpack.

“No problem. I’ll see you later!”

“Cool, see ya!”

As Hotch walked out his dorm, he walked down the hallway to see Derek who was just leaving his dorm to head to the cafeteria, Hotch jogged up to to Derek to catch up with him.

“Hey Derek, what’s going on?”

“Oh hey man, nothing much. I was just heading to the cafeteria to get a coffee since my class doesn’t start for another hour and a half.”

“Mind if I accompany you? I might just grab a muffin before my next class.” “Sure.”

 The two men walked into the cafeteria, where Derek makes himself a cup of coffee while Hotch looks for a nice place to sit. He took out his notebook from his bag and turned through pages while Derek returns and hands him a cup of coffee.

“Thanks.” “Don’t mention it.” He sat across as he looks down at the piles of papers and a large textbook surrounding his friend’s work area as he continues to write on his notebook.

“Damn Hotch.”

“What?”

Derek makes a wave gesture with both of his hands, pointing out the large piles of paper surrounding his friend.

“I mean damn Hotch. Don’t you get tired sometimes?”

Hotch paused for a moment, thinking about the question. He stared deeply onto his notes before looking back at Derek and shrugging his shoulders. “Sometimes, I do. Why do you ask?”

“I don’t know………..from the looks of it, you’re so stressed out all the time, you barely smile, we literally had to beg you to come to a party just to let lose for the night.”

“I uh, guess I had a lot on my plate. I never really thought about like that.”

“Well, is there something you want to share?”

“I don’t know man, i don’t think you’d believe me.”

“Really?” Derek raised an eyebrow. “Try me.”

“Well, when we got back from Rossi’s cabin, i felt like, i don’t know, we’re missing something.”

“What do you mean?”

“Like, maybe someone on the team is hiding something from the rest of us. I don’t know, i just have this really weird feeling you know?”

“Hiding something?” Derek looked at Hotch in aghast. “What makes you think that any one of us could be keeping a secret?”

“Like i said, i have this gut feeling. I just think that something is wrong.”

“Hmmm. Suppose that you’re right, and that one of us is hiding something, who do you think it could be?”

“I don’t know, but i get weird vibes from Ashley.”

“Why her? She seems pretty…...well.”

“She’s just so……..quiet. Like i know people who are quiet, but she’s suspiciously quiet.”

“I think it’s a bit too soon to point fingers at anyone, especially Ashley.”

“Yeah, i guess you’re right. I still have that feeling though.”

“Maybe you’re just a little shaken up about the new info we got on our professor.” Derek picked up and took a sip of his cup of coffee. “I know I was.”

‘Yeah, but i don’t think he did anything bad.”

“Never said that he was bad.”

“I know, but nothing seems to be off about him. Only thing i can piece from him is that, he’s just mysterious as hell.”

“Yeah, he really is.”

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“Okay, I’ll see you guys later.” JJ waved as she exits out of the classroom and into the main hallways, heading towards the library when she overhears Meadows as she chats with her fellow peers.

“I don’t know how you put up with her! I mean, don’t you think she’s a bit weird?”

“Who, Garcia?” The mention of Garcia’s name prompted JJ to walk over as she overhears their conversation.

“Yeah, why hang out with her? What’s so special about her?”

“Nothing, absolutely nothing is special about her. Other than the fact she dresses like some rainbow threw up in her closet. I think that girl needs professional help.”

“She sure as hell does.” Meadows and her friends laugh as they continue to tease about Garcia. “I wonder if she’ll get a hunky hunk.”

“Haha! Hell no! If any man has any common sense, he’ll never waste his time with someone like that!”

“What about that Luke Alvez guy? I could by the way that he looked at her that he seemed interested in her. I even heard that she slept in his dorm the night after the party.”

“Probably felt bad for her, but he should’ve left her on the streets where she belongs.”

“Well if you hate her so much, why spend time with her?”

“Because, as dumb as she is, I need her.”

“For?” One of her friends raise an eyebrow.

“So I can get closer to her other friends.” “Her other friends? What about them?”

“It’s a very complicated situation that you all wouldn’t understand.”

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh I see, it’s cause she’s friends with that Simmons dude.”

“Partly, yes. But much more is at play here.”

“Well what is it?” Both of Meadows’s friends grab a hold of her hands as they beg her into telling more. “Please Mary, please tell us.”

“Sadly, I can’t say. Just know it’s something big.”

Both ladies sigh to their dismay. “Fine. Just how long are you gonna play nice to sweet little Penelope?”

“Don’t worry, she will soon be trash.”

“Poor little Penelope.” The girls all laughed. “To think that she wants to befriend us? Man, I feel so sorry for her.”

“Like hell I’d actually want to be friends with her. She’s a complete skank, I feel sorry for the people who gave birth to her.” The two continue to laugh, only to feel someone grabbing her arm as she turns around to see JJ staring daggers at her.

“I can’t believe you, you little bitch!”

“Excuse me?”

“I overheard your little conversation and all I can say is how dare you, insulting Garcia like that.”

“Oh please, don’t act like you’ve never wanted to say it! You’ve just been too much of a coward to say it!”

“A coward? Garcia is a good, good person, and unlike you, I don’t talk shit about people that have been nothing but kind behind their backs. So which one of us is the coward here?”

“She’s a goddamn skank, you little coward. It’s not like you’ll ever do anything about it!”

“You know what, you’re not even worth the breath. All i have to say to you is you better stay the hell away from Garcia, and me if you want to keep that ‘pretty’ little face of yours in tact.” “Oooo.” Meadows cooed as she and her friends snicker. “Oh Jennifer, I’d like to see you try.”

“Oh honey, I won’t try, i will.” JJ said as she stormed off. She heard Meadows and her friends laugh as she leaves but was too angry to bother fighting her. Still, the thought that Meadows, someone who spoils a sweet friend like Garcia, was a backstabbing pain. She knew she’d have to tell Garcia, but she just didn’t know if she could actually do it. She watched as Garcia walks up to Meadows, hugging her and sighs. If only she knew.

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 Somewhere at the boys locker, where no one was around lay a couple making out behind the lockers.

“How much time do you have?” Matt muttered as he kisses Kristy. “About six minutes.” “Damn, not enough time.” The two continue to make out.

“Maybe we can continue this later?” She murmured. “I can’t be late for class.”

“What if…..we’re both late for class?” He continues to nip down on her neck. “Hmm.” She moaned. “Tempting, but no can do. My professor is a bit of a dick. ”

“Hmmm, what a shame. But maybe we can finish this later?”

She nods. “Absolutely.” A few minutes later, Matt and Kristy hastily redress as they quickly exit the boys locker room without anyone noticing. “You mind if I at least escort you to your class?” “Of course.” The two kiss and were about to walk to Kristy’s next class when they were suddenly stopped by Barnes.

“Mrs. Barnes.” Matt stammered.

“Mr. Simmons.”

Matt then turned to Kristy as she slightly nodded. “I guess I’ll uh…...see you later then.” “Okay, see you.” She smiled back at him before walking away, avoiding eye contact with Barnes. Barnes then looked back at the young man. “Is she your………” “Yes.” “I see.” “W-what can I do for you, ma’am?”

“You mind if we stop by at my office?” He felt his heartbeat rising and his palms sweating. “Am I in-” “No mr, you’re not in trouble. I just have a few questions for you, if you don’t mind.” “Uh I-” “Don’t worry, this won’t be long, I promise.” “Oh okay.” He reluctantly nods as he and Barnes walk to her office together.

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A few minutes later, Derek had just left his class, high fiving several people passing by after receiving a A- on an exam. Just as he continues walking, he stopped and noticed a familiar face exiting out from Barnes’s office. Curious, he peeked beside a corner as he looks out from a distance. “What the-” He squinted his eyes, trying to get a better look, only to widen them as he recognized the young, tall brunette man standing besides Barnes. “Matt?”

 “Derek? What’s going on bro?”

“Jesus Luke, I didn’t see you there.”

“Haha, I’m like a ninja. But whatcha doin’?”

“Just looking over……….there?” Luke looked over at Derek’s direction, where he sees Matt standing outside as Barnes exits her office.

“Is that?”

“Yep.”

“What do you think they’re talking about?” The two guys continue to lean over as they try to get a better view of Matt and Barnes talking.

“Well based on our last conversation with the Bitch, I would assume he was just expelled, but I would think he’d look sadder. Maybe even crying.”

“I don’t see any tears, nor sadness.”

“Same here, but he does look hella uncomfortable.” Just then, they see Barnes pat their friend on the shoulder before the two part ways.

“Did she ju-”

“Oh FuCK nO!” They huddle to the side as Matt walks past them, unaware that they were watching him.

“Do you think we should tell the group or give him a chance to tell us himself?” Derek asked.

“I’d say we let him tell us what’s going on. I mean, we don’t know what they were talking about. And you?”

“I mean i guess we can give him a chance, but if he doesn’t tell, i'll do it myself.” Luke then notice Derek’s palms shaking as they form into fists.

“You seem like you’re doubting him.”

“Well i mean we did just see Bitch Barnes pat him on the back. Doesn’t that bother you?”

“A little, but we don’t know what’s really going on. We can’t make any rash assumptions about it, not yet.”

“Okay, whatever you say.”

“Okay.” The two were silent before Luke pats him on the back. “Anyway……………..wanna get something to eat?”

“Yeah, i’m starving.”

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Elsewhere, Courtney was all by herself in the art studio, when she hears a set of footsteps approach her. “Who’s there?”

“The Boogyman!”

“Uh…..” Just then, she sees Garcia in a red dress with hearts on it approach her. “Oh, it’s just you Garcia.”

“Haha who else would it be?” She then attempts to hug her roommate only for her to take a step back. “Aw, what’s wrong sweetie, don’t like hugs?” “No, I do. I’m just covered in paint.” Courtney they shows her her arms covered in paint. “I’d hate to mess up your dress.”

“Oh please, I’m always a coloring board anyways!”

“I-uh!” She gasped as Garcia hugs her. She then looks at her friend’s brightly colored easel. “Ooo, what are you painting?”

“Just a lovely mountainside, we’re supposed to work on landscapes. But I don’t know if this painting is decent enough for me to get an A.”

“Oh Courtney…….” She cupped her cheeks. “I think it looks beautiful, just like you!”

“Oh uh, thank you!” The two hug again as Courtney noticed a small white box on the table that Garcia previously placed. “Garcia, what’s that?”

“Oh that…..” She then lift the box up. “I figured that you might be hungry, so I got you this.” She opened the box, revealing food.

“You got me a burger and fries? And………..cheesecake?”

“Yeah! It’s the least I could do for you!”

“Oh, thank you.”

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A few hours later, Elle and Kate were walking from a the parking lot to the student union building, which was a long walk away from them. They then decide to take a small shortcut before nighttime falls.

“I saw the way that guy was looking at you back in the store.” Elle said as Kate blushed.

“Who Marcus?” She shook her head. “Not my type.”

“What!? I thought you two would look amazing together!”

She chuckled. “Please…..us? Together?! Come on Elle.”

“Alright, suuureeee.”

Kate rolled her eyes. “Whatever, it’s not like I didn’t see you oogling at the guy from the froyo stand.”

“What? Oh hell no! Not him!”

“Okay.” She gives her a wry smile. “ I hope you got his name and number, at least.”

“No i didn't.”

“Suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuure.” She smirked, only for Elle to give her a gentle nudge on the arm. The two laugh as they continue to walk, though along the way, they suddenly notice a dark gray car driving slowly behind them. It didn’t bother them at first, till they notice that the car slowing down to match their speed.

“Uhhhhh Elle?” “Yeah? What’s up?”

“Uhhh I that car behind us has been following us for a while now.”

“Dammit, I know that car.” The two girls gasp as they realize that the car continues to drive behind them.

“Elle, what should we-” “Run, run as fast as you can and don’t stop!” The two girls nod and speedwalk before running as fast as they can when the car starts to speed up.

“It’s not stopping!” Kate shouts. “Don’t look back, just keep running!” They hear the car’s engine speed up until the car is right next to them.

“RUN FASTER KATE!”

“I’M TRYING I DON’T THINK I CAN RUN ANYMORE!” Kate says.

“DON’T SAY THAT CALLAHAN, we’re gonna make it, I promise. We just need to keep running.” Elle grabs Kate’s hand and they run faster. Eventually, they find the back of the student union, where they see a group of students outside skateboarding.

“We’re almost there! We can make it! Almost…..” The two emerge from the pathway as they run past a group students, pushing the doors open as they slam it shut before collapsing to the ground. They then looked back as they see the car stopped and drive away.

“Phew…...that was close.” “Too close.” Elle sigh as they catch their breaths. As they both sat down against the door and recover, the group they ran into outside come in and looking for them.

“Jesus man.” Elle gasped as she was startled by the group’s unexpected appearance.

“What the hell was that for out there?” One of the boys ask.

“ "Ummm we are so sorry, but there was a bit of a complicated situation tonight." Kate awkwardly

“Wait wait, what type of situation? Are you two okay?” One of the girls ask.

“Yea yea, we’re fine. Just had a rough day, that’s all.”

“Wait a second, are your names Elle and Kate?” The same girl asks.

“Uhhhhhhhhh, yea. I’m Elle and this is Kate. What about us?”

“Guys, don’t you remember me?”

“W-wait a minute…..Marissa? Reid’s girl?” Kate snapped her fingers.

“Yeah! What happened? Yall scared the shit out of us!”

“Oh it’s a long story, you would not believe what just happened to us.”

“Okay, well would you guys like to come with us? We were just about to go get some food and go to the river in the forest for a few hours. You can talk about what happened then.”

“Oh yes please, we’d love to join you guys.” “Definitely.” Marissa and her friends then help the two of them get up as they go get something to eat. Elle and Kate were nothing but relieved as they follow them. Let’s just hope that the mysterious car doesn’t bother them again.

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 Elsewhere, Reid had just left the library after an hour of studying and was on his way back to the dorm when he heard something coming from Rossi’s classroom. As he looks up from one of his books, he sees a tall figure walk out of Rossi’s office.

“Who’s there?” The person didn’t say anything, but ran out as soon as he saw Reid.

“HEY COME BACK!” Reid says as he runs after the person, though he was not a fast runner compared to the guy, he kept chasing throughout the hallway, hoping to outrun him as he wondered why he was in Rossi’s classroom in the first place. Eventually, he’d catch up to him, once he followed him to the girl’s dorm, where he leaped up and tackled him.

“Got you.” He pinned the guy to the ground as he pulled the ski mask off, only to gasp as he saw who it was. “Kyle Hodges?”

“Uhhhh nope, you have mistaken for someone else.”

“What the hell were you doing at Professor Rossi’s office?” Before Kyle could answer, he suddenly shoved Reid up and sprinted, long before Reid could follow him. Several girls, including Tara and Emily exit out from their dorms as they wonder what the fuss was about. Seeing Reid get up from the floor, both Tara and Emily run over to their friend.

“Reid, what the hell just happened?!” Tara screamed.

“K-Kyle, I saw him.” He continues to breath heavily. “I-I saw him at Rossi’s classroom.”

“What! When?!” Emily says walking towards them.

“Like five minutes ago, when I just got back from the library.”

“Well why was he in his classroom?”

“I don’t know, but something feels wrong here okay! I don’t know what to do.”

“Okay i know this will sound crazy but, maybe we can take him to Rossi’s classroom until he gets in tomorrow morning and tell him what happened.” Tara suggest.

“And what if he refused to comply?” Reid asks.

“We’ll make him. We just need to tell the others.” Emily reassured him.

“Okay.” “Now come on, I think you, my friend, should head back to the boys’ dormitory.” “I know, night ladies.” The two girls waved as Reid leaves them, walking back into Emily’s dorm as they close the door.

“So….where were we?” Tara then wrapped her arms around Emily’s waist as the two smile before kissing again. As they make out, an unknown person stops by at the dorm and drops a yellow envelope besides the door.

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Elsewhere, Garcia was in her dorm working on a project when she suddenly gets an new message. She goes to her email to see the message, only to see that there was nothing but a link and the sender is listed as “anonymous”. Curious, she saw the door close and took a deep breath, clicking the link. Suddenly, the screen turned blank, whom Garcia clicked around, wondering how to see the message.

“What the-” Suddenly the screen turn into static as she squints her eyes to see several words pop out amidst the static.

“BE…….CAREFUL……….WHO……..YOU……….TRUST……..EARS…AND…….EYES……..EVERYWHERE…...ONE……..FALSE…..MOVE…..AND THEY’LL COME AFTER YOU………….ALL OF YOU”

Garcia suddenly gasped as the screen pops up to see photos of herself and the rest of the gang spread out, with their faces marked red. She shudder and whimpered as she continues to read the message.

“THEY…….KNOW…...YOUR…….EVERY…...MOVE…….YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS…..WATCH OUT.” The message suddenly vanished as the screen continues to static before blacking out. A few seconds later, the laptop screen was back to normal, prompting Garcia to shut the laptop closed, disturbed by the message. Who sent her the message? Who was “they” that they should look out for? And what does she and her friends have that the mysterious person wants? So many questions and yet so little answers, though there was something she knew from this puzzling message: She and her friends are being targeted by an unknown assailant.

 *We apologize for the long chapter but there’s just so much stuff that sets up for future chapters. Big stuff are coming your way

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February 5: Thoughts on The 100 2x03 Reapercussions

I am very tired and I should sleep but instead I’m going to bring my The 100 rewatch project out of hiatus yet again with Episode 2x03: Reapercussions.

I miss Anya so much!!!!! This is mostly my Dichen Lachman obsession showing but also the way she gives Clarke that ‘yeah, whatever’ look when Clarke says she’ll get her out of the cage... your Grounder fave could never.

The show honestly peaked with S2 and after this it should have abandoned all attempts at edginess because nothing will ever be more Pure Nightmare Fuel than the Mount Weather Grounder Cages.

Clarke/Anya: the ship that almost was.

So when Clarke takes Anya out of the prison room, she opens a door that says “End Containment Area” and underneath that it says “U.S. Department of Homeland Security, Mount Weather Containment Protocol.” And people really thought JRoth made this up omg learn some history.

Considering how they left things (Anya literally trying to kill her and all her friends) it’s actually pretty impressively selfless and magnanimous on Clarke’s part to not just rescue her, but immediately and unthinkably rescue her. On the other hand, Anya feels some remorse for leaving her people whereas Clarke’s like ‘here are some clothes [even though those random bandages are holding up pretty well??], let’s get a move on!’ (I know she intended to come back for them and she was being smart and practical but from the pov of, say, Jasper or Monty, this is cold as hell of her.)

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: early S2 Clarke is Peak Clarke: smart, sly, practical, brave.

Byrne mentions Earth Skills teacher “Davis” as being part of the search team for Bell et. al. My question: how many Earth Skills teachers did they have lol?

I fucking love this crashed-ship aesthetic omg I forget how much I love it and then I see it again....

“On the Ark, you did anything you wanted, without a second thought about the consequences.” Like mother, like daughter.

I ALSO miss Jasper and Maya. I’m probably like the lone person out there who still remembers them fondly but they were basically perfect because they were sweet but with the potential for a lot of darkness as well, my favorite combination.

WHERE’S MY ART SCHOOL JAYA AU?

So actually fun fact, that isn’t how the art work would have been stored in Mount Weather. They had special containers for the paintings to protect them and like a special cart thing to transport them quickly from their old homes to the bunker I read a book.

No one ever characterizes him this way sufficiently imo but Monty is really quite uptight in a way. Like first: don’t cockblock him man. And second: just chilll. This is probably why he used to smoke weed.

“Trouble? It’s Clarke. Whatever she’s up to, I’m sure she can handle it.” I mean.... he’s not wrong.

Except for the part where she’s covered in dead bodies. But even then...

So I always felt like the main point of the Reapers was as kind of a zombie police force for Mount Weather: to keep the Grounders scared of the Mountain, so they won’t poke around in it too much. Though of course they also collect Grounders, which is helpful, since the Mountain Men can’t walk that far from their home base (and, as stated, they probably want to keep most of that area Grounder-free anyway). But it occurs to me now that a third use of the Reapers is like dead-body collectors? The Mountain dumps the dead bodies out the trap door, and the Reapers take them away and eat them. So gross and efficient all at once. Mount Weather’s motto basically.

Murphy and his creating-a-distraction stones are still one of the funniest jokes this show has ever pulled, though if it were a quicker reveal after “something like that” it would be funnier.

Never mind, Bellamy appearing out of the bush is true underrated comedy gold,

That said, I feel like everything outside of the Mount Weather and Clarke stories here is filler.

Love! That! Ship!

Major Byrne says that Kane is on the verge of losing control of the camp but... I dunno.... everyone seems to be working together pretty well? Maybe if they had diversified the cast a little, not in terms of yet more Grounders but, like, non-leaders of the Ark, that would be more clear????

Okay, well, admittedly, when the Grounder prisoner is brought in they do start a mini-mob, lol. Also one of the delinquent’s fathers is shot, it would be cool if we knew who he was?? ETA: and then he dies and Abby’s like “does he have any family?” lol he just said that his son was one of the 100 so like obviously he does??

The costuming people, like the set people, really are the geniuses of this show. I love Clarke and Anya’s outfits, and Clarke’s hair somehow being both grungy and beautiful like THAT’s the apocalypse style I wanna see.

Also they absolutely 100% would have gotten together in the S2-S3 hiatus if Anya hadn’t been killed off.

“You saved my life because you needed me” IS true but she also did it absolutely without hesitation, even knowing Anya really quite truly hates her, so this speaks either to some foolhardy bravery mixed in with her practical thoughts, or just straight compassion, or both. I guess that sort of is a Clarke thing. She can be a grudge holder (seriously don’t tell me she isn’t: Wells????) but her grudges are NEVER more important than hard-nosed practical problem-solving.

Time for some gratuitous torture. Honestly, I like Season 2, it’s probably my favorite season, but it has some MAJOR filler problems. Like when it’s good it’s THE BEST but then other times it just doesn’t know how to fill 40 minutes so it resorts to pointless diversions (like Bellamy rappelling down the side of a mountain to save a character who is literally never seen again? for some reason?) or just straight out ugly violence for screaming’s sake (Raven’s surgery, Raven’s Grounder torture, Abby’s shocklashing, etc.) Like honestly I can’t even watch this. I’m just gonna browse tumblr until it’s done.

The Arkers really like the concept of “confessing” don’t they?

Like okay I’m not done WHAT IS THE POINT of this? It all but kills the whole Kabby vibe (I still lowkey ship them but sometimes I think...why?), it’s truly painful to watch, and it has no plot purpose AT ALL not even world-building because, lol, we know the writers don’t care to flesh out Camp Jaha in any real way.

Murphy is taking such sad glee out of instigating Finn’s madness/violence. The Luci of The 100 for sure.

This Bellamy story line is boring though I’m sorry. Some of these scenes (the Clarke or Mount Weather ones) I could watch a million times but this is like... kay, I know what happens already. So.

“There are some lines you can’t uncross.” I mean I think this show has actually shown that’s pretty untrue since people get over almost everything pretty fast. There’s always another horrific thing to do and/or experience!

Yeah my bitterness is seeping in.

Anyway when you come into an interrogation knowing what the “right” answer is, you’ll never learn anything, take note, stupid teenager boys + U.S. law enforcement.

Like honestly this Grounder is 500000x smarter than they are. He saves himself and rains gunfire and destruction upon his enemies. (Well, saves himself for a few minutes--but at least he got to cause harm to those he hates!)

“You thought I was the crazy one, huh?” Was Murphy ever crazy, though, or was he just coldly vengeful?

Speaking of coldly vengeful, Byrne could have been a potentially interesting character? Maybe? I’m not really into the type but as I said I want more Arkers wherever I can find them. And Kane needs real opposition. I have sympathy for him to a degree, but I also think he ultimately weakens rather than strengthens himself.

I love when Monty calls bullshit on stuff. “I can’t see Clarke? Try and fucking stop me, bitches.”

Jasper has such a big heart. Truly the emotional core of this friendship.

I like how Kane speaks as if his “diplomatic mission” of adults is so vastly different than Bellamy and Finn just going off on their own I mean, Byrne is little better than Finn? They’re both easily frustrated and fond of torture? It’s just that Byrne understands a chain of command--barely--that’s literally it.

How does it make literally any sense at all to shocklash a person one hour and make her the Chancellor the next? Like you’ve just encouraged the populace to think of her as nothing special, not above the embarrassing public application of extreme pain--but yes by all means expect them to fall into line behind her leadership. I mean I guess this sort of works if she was already somehow beloved (I guess I’m supposed to just believe that?) and now more sympathy has been generated for her--but such sympathy would seem to come at the expense of Kane. It would seem to be the opposite of what he, or really Byrne, was going for with that disgusting display. But whatever memory is a fiction I guess.

And they have this swelling-music romantic eye-fuck goodbye like??? He was just beating you!! JUST NOW!

What I’m getting out of Murphy advocating for killing the Grounder: first, he has a clear, cold, practicality not unlike Clarke, and two, he still thinks of the delinquents as his friends--how sweet. Two days ago he was killing them, holding them hostage, and stealing their ammo before a huge battle but still. Bygones.

This is not a great ep. for Bellamy leadership lol.

Finn executes a man, while wearing Clarke’s watch, in the place they had sex. Seems...symbolic?? IDK it’s late lol.

I miss Nyko a lot but also now that I’ve seen (part of) Slasher I’m not entirely sure I can ever see Ty Olsson in the same light.

Wouldn’t it be funny if they were literal brothers? Because I always assumed this was metaphorical but...was it? WAS IT?

Weird note to end on, I know. If patterns hold, it’ll be another 2-3 months before I do this again but I’ll try to be a little more on the ball about it.

[halfblood-fiend]

Yoooo

I feel like it’s been long enough that a brand new introduction post might just be in order. So without further ado:

Howdy, y’all! :D

I’m going to attempt officially coming off hiatus. :))

I know I’ve gathered a few new followers around here and I’ve been tagged in so many things I’m so so sorry so I wanted to finally formally say, “Hello” and give followers, new and old, a little bit of a rundown of what I hope to achieve here now.

A quick bit about my blog though, for peeps who may not be interested in what’s under the cut:

I like to pretend I still run a Dragon Age blog but, fair warning, I also have a bad habit of literally reblog  a n y t h i n g  I start fancying. Lucky for you though...

I tag everything, which will make it easy for you to blacklist. And if it’s not tagged, but you want it to be, go ahead and send me a lil message

Sometimes things are nsfw, be it art or fic. Again, they’re tagged, so I hope it won’t be a super big issue

My askbox is always open even to haters, I guess, but why would anyone bother to do that to little old me?? and anon is always on

I may not be the quickest to respond to things, but know that guilt about that fact tears me up inside on the daily I will try so so hard to respond. If for some reason you don’t get one, tbh, it is me and not you. Full disclosure on that one, it is 100% my fault. It by no means means that I don’t like you or you offended me.

A.postate N.erd D.eserves E.veryone’s R.espect S.undays are still gonna be a thing, I hope. In all my drafts, I’m SURE I’ve probably hoarded enough Anders content for that.

I think that...those are the basics? I mean, my blog isn’t really special or relevant anything, but everyone is certainly welcome. :)

Now for some personal goals and the low-down on what I wanna do next under the cut:

First of all, I miss all my fanfic and Dragon Age friends!! @mysdrym | @thesecondsealwrites | @slothquisitor | @gugle1980 | @vaffaznculocolmpadrter (I know ur an irl friend but I feel like your Tumblr support should be noted as well, my dude) | @oblivionscribe | @inuy21 | @daisytje | @therutherfordwife | @thexann | @october-rosehip | @queenofeire | @robottoxic | and @so many others I’m probably still missing!! Big hugs to all of you, honestly! To all the people who continued to tag me in things and send me asks even though I was being a depressed reclusive Tumblr cryptid. I love you guys and it was always such a good feeling to get a note now and again and know I wasn’t being forgotten. Anyone who’s been a bleak place before probably knows how invaluable a little attention (like a tag or a message) can be. <3

Second of all, I’d really really really like to focus a bit on writing and especially get some fanfic out there again. Now that I’m not working full time, I want to do my original thing AND fanfic, even if the latter has to stay shortish. If I’m brave enough, I might even put some original stuff up, but I am not quite entirely sold on that yet. Original things in a public place still sorta...freak me out, I guess. HOWEVER the main fanfic on my agenda is A Qunundrum. The lovely fandom lady @gugle1980 keeps tagging me in and reblogging some  a m a z i n g  Rylen stuff and I feel like I am ready enough to tackle my power couple again (<3 <3), likely with some edits. So, expect to see some “remastered” Qunundrum posts come out. I’m not sure yet how different they might be or not be, I just know I need to shake the Icky™ out of my most favorite couple. They deserve that. I also plan on taking another crack at a 30 Day challenge drabble thing in March so...fingers crossed that goes well. I’ve literally never finished a 30 Day Anything before. (psst, feel free to send me character or word prompts for that, if it pleases you)

Third of all, (which is the most up in the air and probably not at all relevant thing) I wanna really get my nsfw blog going again, so if you know of good nsfw blogs to follow, that would be great, because this ace is honestly lost as to where I am supposed to look for porn blogs that aren’t disgusting bots. Yikes. PM me if you have recs or want the blog title to go check out, I guess.

That’s all really, I just wanted to make a nice thank you post, say hello, and...help my mind wrap itself around the fact that I wanna come back to Tumblr. Lol.