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Wings in the Dark Chapter 9: Thorns on the Rose

AN: It took me forever to come up with this title lol And I can’t begin to explain how much I adored all the feedback...and how tempted I was just to let you all squirm for a few days just for the heck of it XD

ik, ik, I’m evil, what’s new (She says, sipping from the mug that says Tears of My Readers. No really, I own a mug that says that. It’s my favorite).

I swear the delay isn’t because I wanted to make you squirm, though, I really had some troubles near the end and had to work through them PLUS decide to chop of my initial plans for half this chapter and shove them into the next chapter because this one was already so damn long XD

Characters: Levi, Fem!Vampire!Reader, Erwin

Pairing: (Eventual) Levi x Fem!Vampire!Reader

Warnings: Language, Allusions to Trauma, Antagonization, Mentions of: Death, Violence, Near Death, Blood, Murder.

Word Count: 9183

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*Levi’s POV*

When Levi came to, he felt lethargic and disoriented. His head was pounding, limbs heavy, and he even found breathing to be tiresome and difficult. Something that would have normally been alarming, if he could think straight.

What day was it? Was it night or day? Where was he? Why did he feel like there was somewhere he needed to be, something he needed to do?

He attempted to move his arms to start to sit up, opening his eyes briefly before immediately closing them as the world spun around him, the bright light painful on his eyes. A groan rumbled in his chest but didn't make it past his lips as he slowly started to sit up, using the soft surface below him as a sense of stability and direction while the world was spinning around him. As he sat up, something sheer and soft slid off his bare skin, scratching against something that was covering his lower torso.

Levi opened his eyes more cautiously this time, squinting against the light that came in through the window as his vision slowly came into focus on the familiar room around him.

His room. His bedroom.

What the hell was he doing in bed? He never slept in his own bed--it was there for decoration more than anything else. If he'd fallen asleep it would have been in just own chair.

And why was everything in his head such a confused mess? He shouldn't be this disoriented right now, why couldn't he remember...remember…

Levi lifted a heavy hand to his head, fingers digging into his hair as he tried to remember how he got here, what had happened before he'd fallen asleep?

Wait, there were...bandages on his head? Had he been knocked out by something? Some freak accident?

Right, he hadn't fallen asleep...he'd fallen unconscious because…

Levi looked down, finally noticing the bandages wrapped around his middle as well, covering his abdomen with a few strips wrapped over his shoulder to keep them in place. His hand lowered carefully to his middle, hand pressing tenderly for a wound, for some reason expecting to see blood gushing everywhere or to at least start seeping through the bandages.

The skin underneath was tender, sensitive to the touch and admittedly painful now that he was aware of it, like one large bruise or burn. Except, he knew that wasn't what was underneath the wrapping.

He remembered...blood. Lots of it, seeping out of a hole in his stomach, a hole ripped through him by the broken debris of a warehouse. He'd been losing blood so fast, staining his shirt, his skin, his hands, the floor...he'd known the moment he realized he'd been impaled he was going to die.

So why wasn't he dead?

Why had he gone to the warehouse in the first place?

The door to his room--the office portion--opened without anyone knocking, and Levi looked up in surprise. Considering the lack of an inquiry, he assumed it was Erwin coming inside. They cut right through his office without hesitation, heading right towards his bedroom door to reveal--

His stomach lurched, panic started to try and rear its head from his chest.

Red eyes, burning skin, a necklace, arms that threw him through walls and into the wood that impaled and should have killed him, an arm pressed against his lips, forcing blood into his mouth and holding fast to keep him from spitting it out though he still tried, in vain, to do just that, hands over his mouth and nose, cutting off his air until his body grew so desperate for oxygen it swallowed the blood in his mouth on a reflex.

Hands pressed against his fatal wound to try and stop the bleeding, arms that pulled him free from the wood he'd been impaled upon, a voice that tried desperately to keep him awake even when he lacked the strength to stay conscious any longer.

Even with some of the answers she was still a damn enigma.

L/N walked through his bedroom door as if it was perfectly normal for her to be here, a tray with teacups and freshly brewed tea on one hand while the other was opening and closing doors. She was completely unharmed--no burned skin, no line on her neck where his blade had drawn blood, no fucking gash across his chest where he'd cut her open trying to get her to stay away from him. Her eyes were back to their normal color, not a hint of red in them or on the clothes she'd clearly changed.

How long had he been unconscious?

No, that was a secondary question, he had more important things to worry about right now. Like how casually she'd just walked into his room, the fact that she was in his room, when he knew what she was.

The sheets that had covered him were thrown aside as she entered the room, the world tipping dangerously as he tried to swing his feet out of bed and get to his feet, tried to get to a position he could fight back. L/N moved in a blur, not even trying to hide her nature anymore as she sat the tray of tea down on the closest surface and practically appeared in front of him.

"You shouldn't be out of bed, yet, you're still not--"

Ignoring what she was saying, Levi reached out and grabbed a fistful of the front of her shirt. With far more effort than he would ever admit, he pushed her backwards, his own steps staggering and unsteady as he followed her, pushing her up against the wall, eyes glaring murderously at her and effectively silencing whatever else she was about to say.

They stood there for several moments, Levi's heavy breathing filling the room, L/N's hands up at her sides with palms out, meeting his gaze and appearing infuriatingly unsurprised by his reaction.

He wanted to just kill her here and now. Fuck, he shouldn't have hesitated back in that warehouse, things wouldn't have ended in his…

He wasn't dead. He was certain he wasn't dead. He hadn't died...had he? He should have. He'd been at the brink of dying the last he remembered. She'd been yelling at him not to die because her blood...her blood needed more time to heal him.

Levi's grip on her shirt tightened, fabric straining and threatening to rip.

He should have fucking killed her when it was simply man verses monster, because now she'd saved his life, and he didn't know what to do.

He had to accept that this situation was a lot more...complicated then he'd originally thought, and that he didn't understand what was happening. And if he didn't understand the situation, he couldn't approach it properly.

"I don't trust you," he growled out in a low voice. Again, she was unsurprised. It was probably one of the only stable facts between them right now.

"But…" his fingers flexed, adjusting the grip he had on her. "I will listen one time, and this time you'll answer our questions."

"Our?"

"Erwin will be there. Whatever I know, he'll know, and I don't want to be repeating shit." Levi centered his gaze on her again, expression dark and hard. "One time, and then we'll decide what to do with you."

Levi waited until she gave a slow nod to show she understood before he released her, hearing a little slide against the wall that told him he'd lifted her slightly--he hadn't even been aware. Turning away, Levi attempted to get back to the bed before his strength left him, but his knees buckled and he started to collapse before he even made it halfway there.

L/N caught him before he could hit the floor.

"Your interrogation will have to wait. You still haven't recovered enough to really get out of bed," she told him, helping him get to the bed before he pushed her off to let him do the rest by himself.

She backed off and let him struggle to get back into the bed, going back over to the tray of tea she'd brought in the first place to start pouring the cups as she spoke. "You've been out for a couple days. People have been asking questions, which I haven't answered. I've just been saying it's your business and leaving it at that. You can probably expect a visit from Commander Erwin any day now--you can tell him whatever you want, then."

"What did you do to me?" Levi cut in, fists planted in the bed as he tried to make sense of what had happened, how despite all odds he was sitting in this bed with some creature of the shadows attempting to have casual conversation with him as if he hadn't tried to kill her, as if she hadn't almost killed him and hadn't killed so many others before him.

She looked at him in silence for a brief moment, as if sizing him up before she approached with a cup of tea in hand.

"My blood can heal most injuries, if there's enough time. It's gross, and it's risky, but it was your only chance given the situation. But it was also cutting it close." She held out the cup of tea, and Levi eyed it distrustfully. A bit of annoyance crept through her voice, and she held it a little closer to him without spilling it everywhere. "No it's not your usual black tea--it's an herbal blend that should help your recovery, so I suggest you drink it anyway."

When he still seemed reluctant, she grabbed his hand and placed the cup in it to make him hold it. "I'm not going to have gone to all this trouble to save your life just to poison you with tea at least half a dozen people saw me making or on my way here with."

Honestly, he wasn’t sure he could stomach anything right now after hearing that. She’d made him drink her blood. The thought alone made him nauseous as he stared down at the tea whose fragrances were doing nothing to help settle his nausea.

L/N sat down next to him instead of retreating to a chair in the room or leaning against the wall, making Levi stiffen and shift away, glaring at her and about to tell her to get the hell away from him. She reached out with a hand to grasp his chin, which made Levi glare daggers at her and pull out of her grip, his free hand knocking her hand out of the way.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” he seethed, on the brink of trying to clock her in the jaw if she didn’t get out and leave him alone.

“Checking something. Believe me, this is a quick exam you want me to make. I said there were risks for healing you the way I did, didn’t I?” she said seriously, her gaze sharp and analyzing as they swept across his features. The way she said it made him even more nauseous, the bad feeling settling deep into his gut.

She kept her hands off this time, though it also meant she got closer, staring intently into his eyes before she started asking questions.

“How’s the light? It’s not too much, causing any discomfort or headaches?” she asked, and it was at that point Levi realized the lighting in the room was all natural sunlight.

“No. A bit at first, not now,” he said shortly.

“Does your jaw hurt? Feel like there’s a stabbing pain, like a tooth trying to break through?”

“What? No.”

Levi leaned away from her, unsettled by the questions he was being asked as well as her close proximity. Surprisingly, she got to her feet with a small nod, closing her eyes and letting out a relieved little sigh. “Good. I just wanted to make sure.”

Levi’s gaze tracked her as she went back to the tea tray, trepidation bubbling up in his gut. “What were the risks?” Levi asked in a deceptively steady tone.

She hesitated in answering him, which was alarming in and of itself, but she ended up choosing not to try and hide it from him.

“If you’d died with my blood in your system, you would have turned into what I am.”

Levi felt numb, except for the painful pounding in his chest and the ring in his ears at her words, his breaths cutting against his lungs. She turned to face him, looking worried, but Levi spoke before she could say anything else.

“Get out.”

The words were heavy and harsh against the silence of the room, and she took another step forward with hesitation, her concern momentarily outweighing her caution.

“Get the fuck out,” he spat venomously, glaring at her to drive the point home. She withdrew into that shell of hers instantly, gathering up the few things she’d brought with her, but pausing with her hand on the doorknob, the wooden door partially closed behind her but still open enough to show her back. He couldn’t see her face, he could just see her hair, the back of her clothes, the corner of the tray.

“I really am glad that you’re alright, Captain. And relieved that you’re still human. I suppose I’ll see you soon after you recover.”

She left before he could throw any other scathing remarks her way, leaving him behind in the silence of his room as the reality of what happened in that warehouse started to press in on and crush him until it felt like the solid ground beneath his feet had disappeared and he couldn’t breathe.

Two days later, after Levi filled in a dubious Erwin on the reality of what Y/N L/N was hiding, it was quickly established that a proper interrogation was long overdue, especially since she was willing to cooperate and openly answer questions now. They just needed to wait until Levi recovered enough he could move around without drawing attention to his injuries. He’d already been a fast healer, but with L/N’s...help...he recovered in record time. Erwin didn’t say anything, but Levi suspected Erwin wondered if Levi had ever actually been hurt, considering he’d never even seen a wound from him.

Erwin hadn’t seen what Levi had seen, he didn’t have the visual proof, just Levi’s word. Even trusting Levi’s word wasn’t enough for this. They were going to have to do something to show him the validity of Levi’s claims.

Still, Erwin trusted him enough to arrange for the secret interrogation, one that was going to be done in the dungeons, with L/N handcuffed behind bars in a cell while Levi and Erwin stayed on the other side. Levi wasn’t sure how much good a few pieces of iron were going to be in holding her back, but it was the best they could do.

Well, that and something else that Levi expected massive resistance over.

True to her cooperation so far, L/N agreed on the secret meeting in the basement, the three of them rendezvousing in the dungeons in the middle of the day while most of the Scouts were out busy fulfilling duties or enjoying time off with their family or friends. Erwin had glanced between the two at the palpable, hostile tension coming from Levi and the attempt at indifference L/N seemed to be trying to exude in return to Levi’s hostility.

Erwin had already tried to suggest he do most of the talking, but Levi had turned him down flat. Normally, yes, he let Erwin take the lead for these kinds of things--but this had started to cross over into personal a while ago, and he had questions of his own he was going to have answered.

“Pardon the precaution, but if you don’t mind,” Erwin said politely, putting the cuffs on her before stepping aside and holding an arm out towards the cell that was currently open and waiting, a chair already situated on the other side of the bars for her to use.

Levi could have sworn he saw a flash of amusement in her eyes, which confirmed his theory the bars and cuffs did nothing but give an illusion of safety. Still, she went inside without a comment, picking up the chair and bringing it over to the wall, setting it with its back to the wall so she was facing the opposite stone wall instead of facing them directly on the other side of the bars. While she was adjusting her chair and taking her seat, Erwin shut and locked the door, taking up the seat facing the cell while Levi moved over to the bars, leering inside at her.

“We’ll be taking that necklace, too. So you don’t make a break for it in the meantime,” he added. As expected, she cast him a sharp look, the reluctance clear on her face. “Unless, of course, you were lying about being so cooperative.”

She cast him a dirty look at the clear attempt to back her into a corner where she would have to hand it over as a show of good faith, but to his mild surprise, she reached up and carefully undid the necklace she’d nearly killed him trying to get back in the warehouse, coming over to stand in front of him at the bars of the cell and holding it out for him to take. When his fingers closed around the medallion and he attempted to take it, her grip tightened instead of released, causing his gaze to narrow slightly at her as the silver chain went taut, and there was a brief spark in the tension between them both.

“I want that back,” she said seriously, holding his gaze for a few seconds more before she released it, the chain falling loosely against his knuckles with the ends left dangling past his closed fist.

“Depends on what we decide after you spin your tale,” Levi returned with a hint of a bite in his tone. Erwin sighed softly behind him at the antagonizing air between the two, but Levi ignored him, moving over to take up a spot leaning against the wall behind Erwin, finally able to get a good look at this special necklace for the first time. The chain and the border of the medallion were both silver, with strange engravings along the back of the silver medallion piece in symbols he didn’t recognize. The medallion, however, was simply a well-polished black fire opal. Besides that, there didn’t seem to be anything strange, magical, or supernatural about it. It just seemed like a fancy necklace.

“What’s so important about this necklace, anyway? I get it lets you go in the sun, but the way you reacted? There’s more to it than that,” Levi asked, gaze flickering back up to where L/N had retaken her seat in the cell as he tucked the necklace away into a different pocket than he had in the warehouse, just to keep her guessing in case things went south again.

“I’m going to lead this interrogation, Levi, remember?” Erwin reprimanded him steadily. Levi was unfazed.

“It’s as good a place to start as anything,” Levi said indifferently, eyes still fixated on L/N.

“Then you clearly didn’t think too long on the fact that it lets me walk in the sun,” she said with a sigh, turning her head to meet Levi’s gaze unflinchingly. “You could say that necklace is the physical manifestation of my freedom. Without it, I can’t go out in the daylight, yes. I can’t feel the sun. Can’t move around in the day and be part of society. Can’t live on the surface. Without it I’d be kicked back down into the Underground to try scraping by day after day with no way out, for an eternity. So yes, I reacted a little strongly when it was taken from me.”

Oh, she wasn’t holding back her verbal punches after that clear dig at him and his past. This was going to be an interesting interrogation, then. Levi also planned on putting her through the verbal wringer when it was his turn to field the questions to make sure she wasn’t hiding even a shred of dark intentions or ulterior motives. And poor Erwin was going to be smack in the middle of it.

“Let’s take a few steps back, so that everyone’s on the same page,” Erwin said in a voice that spoke volumes for the more mediatory role he was slowly getting pushed into. “Captain Levi’s seen all the evidence he needs to believe this shadow monster theory, but I’m finding it harder to believe without seeing anything to prove it, myself.”

“Vampire.”

“Sorry?”

“Vampire. Not shadow monster. There’s an actual name for what I am, even if the people within the walls seem to have forgotten it for some reason. I’m what’s called a vampire.”

“Vampire, then,” Erwin said patiently. “The problem still remains, though, that I find it hard to believe.”

“It is rather hard to believe, isn’t it?” she said, getting to her feet to look around the room idly, contemplating how she wanted to prove she was what she said she was--a vampire, apparently. She eventually picked up a fairly sizable piece of rock and snapped it in half with a display of strength that further solidified Levi’s thought that those bars and handcuffs did nothing to hold her back. Putting the sharp edge against the inside of her palm, she cut her hand open, angling it in Erwin’s direction so he could watch as the wound healed rapidly in front of them until all that was left was a bit of blood in her palm, not even a faint scar line. And no steam, like when a Titan regenerated. “Is that enough, for the time being? The only other things I can think of to prove I am what I say I am would only make me look a helluva lot more threatening and far less cooperative.”

Erwin had that familiar stoic mask in place as he processed the reality of what Levi had told him with that little display of tangible proof. At least Erwin had some mental preparation for what she was ahead of time--Levi just had it dumped on him all at once.

When he seemed to reach a point he was satisfied with, Erwin leaned forward, hands folded together and resting against his chin as a hard and serious light appeared in his eyes, focused on L/N on the other side of those bars.

“Levi has already filled me in on what he’s been able to observe, and what he’s heard from local legends. I’m of the opinion we should get some clarity from you--confirmation or denial on the accuracy of these details, anything we might be missing. That way we have a better understanding of who we’re dealing with.”

L/N looked away, Levi able to catch the briefest flash of resignation in her eyes as she chose to instead look at the wall across from her again. “Know thine enemy, correct?”

“Well...whether you’re our enemy or our ally has yet to be decided. Ideally, we’ll know after we finish talking.”

"What do you want to know?"

For the time being, Erwin took over the interrogation entirely while Levi acted the silent observer, giving her soft questions that were easy to answer and shedding light on the basics of what she was.

"Legends say you're immortal. Y/N Frazier supposedly died about forty years ago, which would make you--"

"Late sixties, approaching seventies. Except I don't age, so even though I've been around for that long, I'm frozen in my mid-twenties. I'll never get a day older."

"And the blood drinking?"

"Unfortunately very true. So long as I keep a healthy diet of blood in my system, I function like any other human being. Except, I don't actually need to eat and drink regular food to survive. It helps me look normal and blend in, I can still enjoy it, benefit from herbal teas, and eating and drinking regular food can help with...cravings."

"Levi’s noted that you go out once a week to satiate your hunger. That's quite a lot of people to have killed over forty years or longer, if you stuck with the once a week approach."

"It's the diet and lifestyle. I could go longer without it if I wasn't in a field where I'm likely to be around blood often and need to keep cravings tightly under control. Not to mention I'm not taking the best quality blood out there, which unfortunately means I need more across a shorter span of time because it doesn't keep me satisfied as long."

"Blood quality?"

"Yeah, the better quality blood, the stronger the vampire and the less often they need to feed. Animal blood could work in a tight spot, but it would be miserable, and it would be harder to resist human blood constantly denying that basic nature, so it's not an option for me. People that do a lot of drinking and drugs and other pollutants to their bodies have a lower quality blood, and surprisingly lifestyle has an impact as well. Certain bloodlines are...exceptional: top tier stuff, like perfectly curated tea leaves."

"And your...diet?"

"A lot of pollutants...bare minimum stuff. I try to single out people who thrive off the suffering of others, the people doing the really nasty stuff to others where they think no one is looking. Sometimes I'm rushed, and I don't always have the luxury of a full background check before targeting someone, but I have my standards and tricks for luring the worst people out. I have lines I don't want to cross. It satiates my hunger, but I could do better. I just refuse to feed off innocent people...like most vampires seem to do."

“What if you didn’t feed off anyone? What happens?”

“Slow and painful starvation over...I don’t know, decades, centuries? It’s not pleasant. Someone threatened me with it once and from what I understand its a very slow and agonizing decay over a very, very, very long period of time.”

"You mentioned how your diet can affect how strong you are--what does it affect? Levi’s already noticed you have keen senses, fast reflexes, strength, speed…"

"He's not wrong," she said softly. "One of my first days here I got in trouble for holding back on my fellow cadets. The problem is, if I don't hold back, someone could get seriously hurt. I can move faster than the average person--I could probably intercept an arrow, maybe even a bullet. Reflexes fall into that same category. I have enhanced senses, definitely. I can hear your heartbeats, and the heartbeats of the people above us, a mile out if I'm not focusing, a little further if I am. I've learned to sift through all the excess noise and focus on certain sounds or voices, or to block it out if I need to. Sight is much sharper than normal, too--as is smell."

Her gaze shifted to Levi, and she directly addressed him once more. "That's why you couldn't sneak up on me until I was in the Underground. Then I was distracted and blocking out the smells around me. Normally, though, you have a very distinct scent--not bad, just distinct--that I grew accustomed to picking up on. And sometimes the breeze carried it even further.”

Bold of her to address him. As he listened to her casually discuss her abilities and killing people, his expression had darkened, scowling deeply. Sure, he could give way on the matter of having to kill to survive. He could see that much now--at least she had to in order to survive so she didn’t die a slow and painful death, or hurt someone innocent by accident. But how casually she discussed it, how flippant she sounded talking about taking life--that didn’t sit well with him.

Now, however, as she discussed all of these strengths of hers, all these advantages she had over the rest of him, there was something else that was nagging at the back of his mind. He remembered the exhilaration in her eyes when she’d killed that Titan despite the close call Eld had in that exact moment, and how he’d been concerned she might not be taking it seriously. Yes, she’d told him when he was still dying that she joined to help, her intentions there had been pure--she’d felt she could find purpose coming to the Scouts, that maybe the death that followed her just so she could survive could mean something if she dedicated her life and abilities to serving a purpose greater than herself.

Hmm...maybe she did take all the killing she did to survive seriously. It was hard to tell with her. She was so flippant and casual talking about it now, but back then, there had been notes of something...deep and unsettling in her voice. An emotion that didn’t quite have a word to go with it, but revolved around the knowledge of so many people dying so you could live, and wanting to make sure it wasn’t for nothing.

Shit, now wasn’t the time to be sympathizing, he had a purpose here--he was here to seek out any ill intent, and he had to shove aside the sympathizing for her plight or anything else that crept up for later reflection. Right now was the time to dig in and search no matter how harsh he got with his questions.

And his current concern was that the situation that was life and death, horror and tragedy for the rest of them, was nothing more than a game, a simple change of pace, mere exercise for her. From the sound of it, between her regeneration and all these enhanced senses, strength, reflexes, speed, all of it, it was like she was fucking invincible. There was no real risk for her like there was for the rest of them. All this struggle and sacrifice and suffering from the people around her, and she had nothing to lose, there was no real threat towards her, personally--she didn’t even have to put any effort into it.

Their life and death struggle was like a game to her.

It pissed him off the more he thought about it, until he couldn’t keep a lid on it anymore.

And her directly addressing him like that gave him the opportunity to let the first accusation fly.

Voice low and deadly, chilling as ice, Levi’s hard gaze drilled into her from where he was leaning against the stone wall of the dungeon. “It’s not even a real risk to you is it, going out there where the rest of us struggle, suffer, and die? Just a fucking game for you with how fucking invincible you are, from the sounds of it--”

Her eyes flashed, and her voice grew colder to match his chilly tone as she cut him off before he could get too far with his accusation.

“It’s still a risk for me, too. Maybe not as great, maybe I have a better chance, but it still would only take one wrong step. Unlike a Titan, I can’t grow back a full limb. I don’t age, but I can still die. Some deaths, okay, fine, I’ll come back from it. I’ll come back from a bullet to the brain, or suffocating to death, or a stab through the heart with a blade. I can’t come back from decapitation. Just one bite in the wrong place, and I’m just as fucked as anyone else in that situation,” she said bitingly, taking a deep breath to try and calm down, her tone losing some of its chilling edge as she continued. “It doesn’t help that my reactions play out faster than the ODM gear can function. While everyone else was learning how to properly operate the ODM gear and balance and react and all that, I had to focus more on slowing down for the gear than anything else, because if I react too fast at the wrong time, and the ODM gear skips something I was trying to do because I did it too fast, I could sail right into the thing’s arm or mouth. I might not have been putting in the same kind of effort in the same places as everyone else, but that doesn’t mean there’s not any effort being put in by me, doesn’t mean that I don’t have to be careful as well, that there’s no risk. Hell, one of my greatest fears is something catching that necklace and causing it to come off in the middle of the day on an expedition. I’d be fucked, dead in seconds with no shade for protection. There’s risk for me, too, even if it's a different kind of risk.”

While Levi put her monologue aside for later to mull over, letting it soothe his concerns that she wasn’t taking the expeditions seriously for the time being, Erwin leapt for the reins of the interrogation again.

“So far you have given the impression of invincibility, though. His concern is justified,” Erwin said diplomatically, and she sighed, visibly calming herself down again.

“I’m not invincible. I have rules and limitations just like everyone else,” she mumbled, leaning her head back against the stone wall.

“Like?”

Her eyes flickered over to Erwin. “You can understand why I’m hesitant to be forthcoming about that kind of information.”

“Too bad,” Levi said flatly. “You agreed to talk and answer questions. If you don’t answer them, we’ll have to assume the worst.”

And if she wasn’t willing to tell them how she wasn’t invincible, they would have to assume she didn’t want them knowing how to stop her, which would mean she was actually planning something sinister.

“Vampire or not, it's never a comfortable thing telling someone exactly how to kill or stop you,” she mumbled, running a hand through her hair, an uncomfortable look on her face before she reluctantly began to speak.

“I already mentioned being out in the sun unprotected for too long can kill me. So can decapitation. A wooden stake to the heart for some reason kills a vampire. So does burning alive. I already said that I can’t grow back limbs--my regeneration is slowed down if I’m near death or haven’t fed in a while. Vice-versa, I heal faster when I’m well fed or I’m feeding. Oh, here’s a weird one--I can’t enter a living space for a human being unless I’m invited in. Community places that people rotate out of like inns or the barracks are a grey spot, I can go in there, but private homes, property, anything that is the private living space of a human being I can’t enter without being invited.”

Wait a second...She has to be fucking joking, right?

She was just in his bedroom the other day--she’d carried him back to his office, to his living quarters, without being invited inside. She’d been in and out of his office running errands for him.

But that first time, when she’d first been made an aid...he’d thought it was odd, but he’d assumed she was trying to be polite but had pushed it to annoying levels. He distinctly remembered how she’d waited until he had said the words come in before she entered his office for the first time. She’d been waiting for him to truly invite her in instead of making some vague noise or answering with a simple, yes, what, whatever it was he felt at the time. After that she hadn’t waited for another come in, she’d just entered his office like a normal person.

He’d had a safe space, a barrier she couldn’t cross between her and him, a place she couldn’t enter unless he allowed it, and unknowingly, he had thrown away that layer of protection. She’d been well aware that was what he was doing, too.

He felt like some part of his privacy had been invaded, knowing that she shouldn’t be able to enter his office and bedroom, but because of that one time he had invited her in without understanding the consequences, he wasn’t going to get that safe space back.

Her gaze wandered over to Levi, spotting the angry look on his face, and she jumped to her own defense before he could voice it.

“Before you get angry about me being invited into your office, I wasn’t exactly given much of a choice considering I was given a job where that protection barrier was going to come down at some point. How else was I going to be your aid if I couldn’t come into your office to deliver something or pick something up? The moment I was made your squad’s aid, it was something that couldn’t be helped.” She sighed. “It’s not something I’ve taken advantage of, and I have no intention of doing so in the future, if that makes you feel any better. But future reference--a good way to keep a vampire out and to maybe pick out a vampire, is to stay vague when letting people into your private spaces. Don’t outright tell them to come in--just imply it. A vampire needs specific, verbal permission to come inside, anyone else can just walk right in. It’s a good habit to have.”

“Anything else?” Erwin prompted before Levi could do anything more but sulk in the background at the revelation that he’d let a vampire into his office and now he couldn’t do anything to take that back.

“Yes--something rather major, actually.” She got up from her seat and walked over to the bars of the cell, leaning casually forward against them and centered her gaze, once again, on Levi. “Ever since Petra had me start making your tea, I’ve spiking it--”

He knew he should have thrown out that tea!

“How the hell is that supposed to be reassuring?” Levi fumed, cutting her off before she could finish. As if finding out about the being invited in thing wasn’t bad enough!

“Let me finish before you bite my head off,” she said with a slight scowl. “I’ve been spiking the tea with white sage. The reason I’ve been doing that is because it protects a person from vampires. It's practically poison to a vampire. It burns the hell out of us if it touches our skin, it's like swallowing acid if we consume it. Anyone who has white sage in their system, a vampire can’t safely bite. Ingesting it will cause enough pain to knock them out, if they ingest enough. At the very least it will incapacitate them long enough to try to bolt or fight back.”

He couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

“Why spike my tea?”

“Well, first of all, access. You're the one whose drinks I’ve had access to. Secondly...remember what I said about certain bloodlines being exceptional?” She let that comment hang in the air, staring at him until she saw realization spark in his eyes. His blood--his blood was one of the exceptional ones that would make her stronger if she partook. “An exceptional bloodline also means it’s harder to resist. I did it as a precaution. It’s a damn good thing I did, too.”

When she was trying to save his life. Her eyes, the noises she made, how much she seemed to be struggling, and yet she didn’t so much as lick the blood off her fingers. Because when she started making his tea, she’d made his blood poisonous to her so she couldn’t bite him, even if she lost control.

He...didn’t know how to feel about that.

As infuriated as he was at the thought of her purposely tampering with his drinks and violating the gesture of trust it had been to even allow her to make his tea by spiking his drinks, it had been done to protect him--and it already had protected him. Even if he hadn’t known it at the time.

It wasn’t like she could tell him she was adding white sage to his drinks to prevent her from accidentally killing him some day because his blood was too tempting to resist. She’d been trying to hide this whole other world, trying to keep her true nature secret--it wasn’t like she could tell him she was going to add white sage to his drinks to protect him.

Don’t think about it too much right now, just absorb the information and move on--how you feel about it can come later, he chastised himself again, once more shutting down the stirrings of sympathy for her that was egged on by these little bits of extra information they were receiving about what she’d actually been doing in the background all this time.

He still had to press some of her buttons to answer a few more questions. There were still a few questions he had, and he wanted to see how she would react under stress. If they could trust her to keep a lid on her emotions and keep from losing control.

That seemed to be a running theme for her. Control. If she couldn’t keep control of herself, someone could end up seriously hurt.

He’d already almost bled to death in front of her, so that was one trial by fire she’d already passed. However, he wanted to test out a different kind of self-restraint. From the sound of it, with all these abilities of hers, she could accidentally kill someone in a fit of rage.

So...did she have enough discipline to keep a tight grip on her own leash? If anyone was going to test the theory, he was probably the best person to do so, and now was the time.

Keeping that cold and indifferent exterior he’d kept up through this entire discussion, Levi spoke up after a few moments of silence passed, likely from Erwin giving Levi a chance to pursue the discussion about her spiking his tea.

Levi was about to derail this entire interrogation.

"You sure know how to paint yourself as the well-intentioned victim.” Levi’s chilling tone echoed around the suddenly silent dungeon, his gaze boring down on her without a hint of the sympathy that kept getting stirred up from hearing about the situation she was in, the way she viewed things. It was just cold indifference he was projecting towards her. “The only problem is, I don't think someone who isn't above slaughtering her own best friend is anything close to a victim, let alone someone to be trusted.”

She stiffened as he brought up Victoria, her own demeanor rapidly shifting away from that casual posture she’d been keeping this entire time to someone who was ready for a fight. Levi kept pressing on, sensing he might have found what he was looking for.

“If you're not above that, how the hell are we supposed to take your word for any of this? How could we possibly trust anything you have to say?"

Her posture was rigid, eyes holding anger and her teeth grit even as she tried to take a calming breath and answer in an even tone. Erwin, meanwhile, was giving Levi a sidelong look, trying to glean what Levi hoped to find by so clearly antagonizing her.

“I get that you're doing your job and you’re trying to figure out the kind of threat I pose, I get that you don’t trust me and you’re assuming the worst, but for god’s sake ask instead of assuming you know something when you clearly don’t understand anything about it except what I tell you.”

Her eyes flashed dangerously at the end towards Levi, a bite in her voice most people wouldn’t dare to use when talking to him. Even behind bars, even when she was the one in the position to be interrogated, she didn’t hesitate to bite back, showing a surprisingly strong spirit despite that timid exterior she’d been projecting in public all this time.

He just needed to push a little further, and he could probably coax a reaction out of her. Hopefully, she really was in control of herself and it wouldn’t result in anything deadly. If she didn’t have control of herself...well, hopefully the bars would delay her enough to allow him to react fast enough and intercept her.

"It's a legitimate question. If you've been struggling with this violent nature of yours since you were born, and you've already hurt people like Victoria, what’s to say you won't hurt anyone else? That you won't snap, lose control--that we won't be next?"

Bringing up Victoria by name was like he’d said some kind of trigger word. Her voice dripped with freezing venom, even as deep-running hurt flashed in her eyes, proving that she was, in fact, lashing out.

He finally found a button that set her off, information spilling out of her in a torrent of unbridled emotion stirred up by his brisk, accusatory statement.

"Vampires aren’t born, Captain, they’re made. Which means a few decades ago I was just as human as you. Just a regular carpenter’s daughter living in Wall Rose in a no name town, where I probably would have married, had kids, and died in obscurity if I hadn’t been caught in the rain one night and crossed paths with the worst person I could have stumbled upon."

Her cold voice paused, all that chilling intensity focused on Levi and Levi alone, Erwin temporarily forgotten amidst the verbal back and forth they were caught in. Her words were meant for only him, and she didn't hold back on any perceived courtesy anymore.

“Do you know how a vampire’s made, Captain? It got mentioned when we talked briefly after you woke up," she said in an almost mocking tone to go with her rhetorical question. Realization was stirring in the back of his mind as he remembered what that risk had been in saving his life, but she pressed on before the full implications of that fact could settle in. “A human being has to die with vampire blood in their system. And then they have to drink human blood to finish the transformation. I may not know the specifics, if you have to be dead for a certain period of time before the blood makes you a vampire instead of just heals you, if you have to drink from a human in a set time limit--I don’t know any of that. I didn’t get an explanation. There was no induction, no passing comment, not even a hint that I wasn’t human anymore. I woke up unable to remember the night before thinking I was simply sick after catching a cold in the rain, and I went to my parent’s house because it felt like the kind of sick I wanted someone to keep an eye on me for in case it got really bad.”

Details of that "double homicide" flashed in Levi’s mind rapidly, and he felt sick to his stomach as the missing information she provided started to fill in the gaps and bring the larger image into focus in his mind. As schooled as his expression was, she was staring at him so intently that the realization in his eyes didn't escape her notice.

“Now it’s clicking. That night before the double homicide Y/N Frazier is now famous for in that town? I was murdered. And because I had no explanation or understanding of what was happening to me, I didn’t know to stay away from the people I cared about. So when Victoria came to visit me…”

She swallowed and looked away when her voice wavered at the end, trying to hide the sudden flash of vulnerability and remorse that came with a haunting memory.

But then her eyes flashed again, and she glared at Levi from the other side of the bars.

“So no, Captain, I didn’t ask for this, and it's not as simple as being born like this. It was done to me. I never had a choice. Maybe try to keep that in mind in the future when you’re fishing for answers instead of blindly accusing me of something.”

Well aware that he’d crossed some kind of boundary after that acidic spiel from her, Levi refrained from poking at what happened that night any further. He needed to back off that subject--a lot of these subjects, actually--and do some thinking before he said anything else.

As for the interrogation...

One more push, one more time antagonizing her, and he’d back off if it didn't yield anything.

"You still haven't answered my question," Levi said curtly. And she hadn't. Instead of answering if she was a threat to them,, she'd gone on a long-winded spiel about her past and how he was making wild accusations.. "All the good intentions in the world won't change the fact that you're a threat to us. Are you?"

She made a noise of frustration, teeth grinding together in a barely restrained growl of frustration before she stepped back from the cell bars, snapped the chain on the handcuffs without a second thought, clawing the cuff parts off like wet paper and letting them fall to the ground. Levi straightened up from the wall as she reached for the bars of the cell, stepping in front of Erwin protectively with his arm held out in warning as she bent the bars aside to step right through with a bit of bending and wiggling. Behind his back, Levi had drawn a knife and was holding it firmly in hand, even if, given the information they’d just received, it wouldn’t do much long-term good. But it could at least slow her down.

She didn’t move any closer, but Levi wasn’t assured--if anything, he was on edge now, heart rate picking up as they stared each other down.

“Yeah, that’s reassuring--so you’re an unpredictable threat,” Levi said scathingly. His grip shifted on the knife, flipping it around to a more comfortable position and a better grip he could use to lash out quickly and without warning. Erwin shifted slightly behind him, but considering Levi couldn’t see him with his attention focused on L/N, he didn’t know how Erwin was reacting to the situation besides that slight shift after seeing Levi’s grip showing he was ready to act.

“Because I am.”

That...was not an answer he’d been expecting. His head tilted slightly to the side, eyebrows raising. She didn’t look like she’d suddenly gone crazy. If anything, she just looked exasperated right now.

Throwing a hand aside as if to gesture to the hole she’d just made in the cell bars, a short, bittersweet laugh escaping her. “Fucking hell, don’t ever treat a vampire as anything less, because if they are a threat and you give them the benefit of the doubt, its too late. I get the reaction and intention to treat me as nothing more than a monstrous threat, it’s a healthy reaction, it’s a reaction that would give you a chance against a vampire that didn’t have good intentions, which is most of them. But if I was really after you I would have just done it and left by now. I wouldn’t be wasting my time sitting here giving you the best explanation I can muster and enduring the accusations. And I wouldn’t be going to the lengths that I have to take the necessary precautions to make sure I don’t accidentally hurt someone ever again, especially someone in the Scouts.”

Levi’s grip on the knife behind his back relaxed, and he slowly started to slide it back into its holster, both him and L/N taking a few breaths in the tense silence and gradually calming down from the mood that had tipped towards explosive.

“Look…” she said in a sharp exhale, gaze sliding between Levi directly in front of her, and what she could see of Erwin behind him. “I can’t tell you that I’m not a risk, because it would be a lie. Your question shouldn’t be am I a risk, but am I a risk you’re willing to take. If not...I’ll go quietly, try to find another purpose, I guess. But I would like to stay, and do what I can, here.”

Behind Levi, Erwin got to his feet, putting a hand on Levi’s shoulder as a silent way to tell him to stand down for the time being, stepping up to the woman in front of them, studying her head to toe. She let him do so, meeting his gaze unwaveringly despite its intensity.

“Levi, let L/N here have her necklace back. I think I’ve heard all I need to for now.”

Levi didn’t flinch, didn’t hesitate, didn’t so much as give Erwin a sideways glance. He simply pulled the necklace out of the pocket he’d stowed it in, holding it out for L/N to take. She did so hesitantly, looking between Erwin and Levi with an unsure expression on her face, like she wasn’t sure if it was a trick or a test.

“Go back to your duties--I’m sure the rest of Levi’s squad has plenty for you to do while we make our decision,” Erwin said simply, turning to Levi and nodding towards the exit of the dungeon to signal that they were going to leave together.

“I’ll...fix the bars, first,” she said awkwardly, standing in place as they turned to leave like she didn’t know what to do with herself, necklace still in hand instead of around her neck.

She was just as socially awkward as she was sharp when she needed to be. Underneath that timid hesitation when it came to being around people, to trying to be a part of society again, there was one hell of a strong personality. It was like being entranced by the delicate petals atop a rose and then realizing when you wrapped your hand around its stem just how thorn-covered it actually was.

That’s what she was. Not an enigma--a rose, one with soft but vibrant petals and leaves, but sharp thorns running all the way down the stem that wouldn’t hesitate to pierce skin and draw blood.

Erwin turned to give her a small smile, adding in the slightest nod. “Please. A cell with a hole in it doesn’t do us much good,” he commented humorously before leading the way for him and Levi out of the dungeon.

Now he could let himself consider everything he’d heard. And he could already tell it was not going to be easy.

In his mind, the decision between whether or not to let her stay was made. What was left was to process everything they’d learned and figure out how to move forward. And in Levi’s case, how to make reparations.

Next Chapter---->

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kaypeace21 · 4 years ago

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do you think it’s possible sarah (hoppers daughter) was an early-formed alter that went dormant before the events of season one? it’d make a lot of sense with how much of hoppers arc in season one was him mourning her and channeling that grief into protecting will (which would make sense since he seems like a protecter to both will and el). love your posts!☺️

Yep . :D

I already discussed all of this in the original did post - how sarah was a “little” (kid ) alter. And how hopper was a protector /introject alter. I also discussed her going dormant as a major possibility in my did theory. My assumption is she either (a) “became dormant” like some alters do- aka they are “gone” sometimes for many years but can return . And this can happen in a myriad of ways - sometimes alters go dormant after they had a simulated death in the inner world . theoretically sarah had such a Death. And so did El. Death isn’t really a permanent thing for alters ...they usually will come back or stay dormant - unless the body of the host dies (or they integrate) . They can’t really die . I think it’s very possible she comes back and Hopper while exploring the various innerworlds of Will’s minds (like the Russian one, the memory scapes , etc ) reunites/ finds her . look at the st s4 movie inspirations. In ‘what dreams may come” a guy with the guidance of his dead kid explore a heaven like world influenced by a painter’s emotions.We also have the movie ‘inside out’ -which involves “memory islands” (distinct worlds based on a child’s memories) which are influenced negatively by the kid being depressed she moved to California. The characters traveling to these memory islands are constructs of kid’s mind -and 1 of them also has a guide helping them explore the ‘memory islands’. in Inception a guy says he’s a construct of a guy’s mind and needs to help him escape the many different Ievels of the dream worlds.The in inception who made the worlds- had dad issues. 'the cell’also had alternate dimensions of a man's mind that a cop explored ( the dimensions were created by a man who was ab*sed by his dad). Movies like inception, matrix, Truman show, total recall, the cell, enter the void, wizard of oz, Peter Pan, hellraiser 2, dream warriors, bill & ted’s bogus journey, and welcome to marwen also allude to this: because they involve entering simulated abstract worlds usually created/based on happy& traumatic memories/fears.Cough s4 using the movie wizard of oz quote “we’re not in Hawkins (kansas) anymore.While truman show/matrix are more about realizing your reality isn’t real.in bladerunner 2044/total recall it has the theme of false implanted memories… probably relating to hopper realizing he’s an alter and not in “actual Russia.” Before seeing the other segments of the innerworlds with sarah. Like in total recall- the bad ass spy is told all his memories: his wife/ years of marriage, , his name, are just implanted memories. And she says “you’re life is a dream.”

In s2 Nancy asks Steve how his “grandpa’s time in the war is a metaphor for your life?” And steve compares the mf to the germans in the war. Dr owens mentions Will has ptsd like “ (vietnam) soldiers’, Hopper saying he had buddies like Will . “In the 70s there was a study that compared the post-traumatic stress symptoms in Vietnam veterans and adult survivors of childhood s**ual ab*se. The study revealed that childhood s**ual ab*se is traumatizing and can result in symptoms comparable to symptoms from war-related trauma.” Hopper isn’t actually in Russia -but in one of the innerworlds (after he jumped through the rift of the machine- into Will’s mind). We’ll see flashbacks but also present circumstances of his imprisonment echo Will’s past with Lonnie (if the movies indicate anything)- being starved, guards getting payed in order to let other prisoners r*pe a gay prisoner (than claim incorrectly because of his sexuality he wanted it) , as well as a gang of sadist men who r**e others and a warden using that as a threat to be compliant , being thrown in a dark room of solitary confinement and starved when they didn’t obey the warden, the warden being religious, etc. And the Anerican soldiers (in Vietnam) in the movies aren’t much better and do similarly horrific acts to civilians like r**e and bragging/ happily k*lling women, children, and the elderly. The drill sergant in vietnam calling them homophobic slurs & women, and chocking one of the soldiers with one hand, slapping one for not believing in christianity. Tying up a soldier in a bed , gagging him, beating him and saying “remember it’s just a dream.” Only praising them when good in fire arms.(movies : fullmetal jacket, papillon, shawshank redemption, platoon, welcome to marwen, etc ) . My assumption is flashbacks of his life- will hint he’s an alter of Will’s-the boxes in the basement are “vietnam” ,“dad”, and “ny” (and these are the memories of his we’ll see). And some of the bad characters in said stories will also parallel Lonnie . For instance in s2, Jonathan mentions Indiana writer Vonnegut- In his book ‘slaughterhouse 5′- Vonnegut begins the story of Billy Pilgrim, a man who has “come unstuck in time”. It accounts of Billy Pilgrim's capture and incarceration by the Germans during the last years of World War II, and scattered throughout the narrative are episodes from Billy's life with his dad, and his own wife and kids.Billy is forced to be part of the war and similar things against his free will. The moments start from his childhood when his father throws him in the water to teach him how to swim. He was unwillingly drafted into the war. Later, he is kidnapped by Tralfamadorians (aliens that are implied to be caused by his mental health issues/trauma) against his will. Therefore, he realizes that this concept is just an illusion.

And some of the bad characters in said stories will also parallel Lonnie . Like how in ‘peterpan’- the young girl Wendy imagines netherland and the villain -captain hook- is based off her father ( in the movie they have the same voice actors/while in all stage productions the 2 characters are always played by the same actor). Similar to the other s4 film- ‘wizard of oz’ where the wicked witch of th west from the mythical land of Oz (is played by Dorothy’s real life mean neighbor in the real world/kansas). Or ‘in the cell’- every villain from the alternate-mind- dimensions is played by same actor in diff makeup. Not sure if they’d use Ross Patridge (actor of Lonnie) in this way . But it would be very interesting if (In makeup) Ross played many negative people in Hopper’s life/past -as a way to show Will’s past tr*uma.

Like also-look at Sarah’s tiger plushie! In chinese mythology/culture: “The tiger is personified by the constellation Orion (interesting given Sara’s interest in space/blackholes). The tiger represents protection over human life (hmm?). Tiger charms were used to keep away evil and disease (that’s awful ironic if she died in the manner she did). In Buddhism, wearing tiger skins during meditations was believed to bring protection from spiritual interference and potential harm while exploring astral dimensions.” HMMMMMMMMM XD

Kali in the stranger things novel ‘Suspicious Minds’ says…

“I was named after a goddess. She wore a tiger skin and was fierce in battle.”

Then Kali says to Alice (a women who can see future visions): “I love you, Alice. We can be tigers together.”This parallel (in relation to Alice) is fascinating because Kali actually uses her powers to fake Alice’s death- and to trick Dr. Brenner, and allow Alice to escape. The allusion was so realistic, that Terry could even touch the ‘dead’ Alice.

So the tiger symbolism could be a HUGE hint- that Sarah’s death was simulated and she’ll come back and travel the innerworlds/alternate dimensions of Will’s mind (as Hopper’s guide). Hopper about sarah “galaxies the universe-she always understood that stuff.”

Another possibility (theory b) is she integrated with another alter or with Will (which means she can’t return) .Hopper saying about Sarah “the black hole it got her.” Could imply she integrated with the mf/shadow monster? And ,or maybe she will later ?

But... I lean heavily to theory (a) the most , though.

Obviously sarah has a lot of the connections to Will. will and Sarah both being into science, Sarah winning a spelling bee, Will winning the science fair, both being connected to tigers. Both hallucinating something no one else can see and people trying to snap the 2 out of what they’re viewing. Joyce saying as a witch she’ll eat Will. Parallels Hopper saying as an ogre he’ll eat sarah. Hopper, in s1, when seeing Will (with a vine in his mouth) has a flashback of Sarah on a mouth respirator. And he also has a flashback of Sarah when seeing Will’s lion plushie which resembled Sarah’s tiger plushie. And el also had a lion plushie-like Will’s in s1. Hopper monitored both Will and Sarah at the hospital when they were “dying”. Will has a fear of clowns- and Sarah’s hospital gown had clowns on them. All 3 kids draw.

Plus, we all know the parallels of Will to El (Hopper’s new daughter).

I discussed in my did theory that Hopper (as an adult alter) is a form of protector to all the kid alters - el, Sarah, and Will (host/core). And Hopper as an introject-alter (who are alters based on a person the child knows ) are usually put in the system cause the kid assumes that person could protect them . And since original-Hopper was a police man (a little kid could easily assume that). Although, because he’s a “father figure” for the system he has some of Lonnie’s traits- which are reflected in other perpetrator alters/ bad npcs in the system- Brenner, Neil, Billy, the evil’s Russians,etc . So sometimes he acts similar to a Perpetrator alter too . And I listed those examples/bad parallels extensively in the original did post (linked in the beginning).

And I used these quotes from psych papers in my original did post to pretty much sum up Hopper’s use in Will’s system .

“Introjects can also be based off of figures that the dissociative child found strong, courageous, heroic, or otherwise worthy of being emulated and internalized and could theoretically protect them.”

“Older adult alters are created to serve a nurturing or parenting role, thus serving as a protector. (*protecting Will/el) . However, sometimes their older age is related to taking on the identification of the ab*ser and can therefore take on any of the other more hostile roles too ... Introjects which are mimicking ab*sers are trying to "keep you inline" in order to protect you from external ab*sers. They are copying behaviors shown to them by bad people, not harboring the intent, s*dism or imm*rality of the actual perpetrators.”

I think it pretty much sums up the nuances and motivations of Hopper’s character.

Thanks for the ask, anon :)

#jim hopper #stranger things #sarah hopper #will byers #kali prasad #el hopper #stranger things theory #did theory #s4 theory #st movies

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pinejayy · 5 years ago

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Bad Guy ( Dr. Robotnik x Reader )

Anonymous asked: Hello! I just saw your One Shot about Robotnik and it was SO GOOD! I wonder if you could write a scenario where Robotnik kidnap (reader) to draw Sonic and Tom in a trap? But as the time passed by, they somehow Start to like each other? Maybe they realize it when they do a stupid thing like the dance from Robotnik? XD Thank you for reading!

Author's note: I'm glad you liked it! I hope you like this sorry if it sucks sobs.

Life was crazy at the moment your Best friend Tom and this Blue Alien?? Hedgehog?? Got into some trouble. You see there was a huge power outage and everyone was freaking out. And the government decided to send in this Government Wackjob. How did you know all this well let's find out.

You were walking around the small place of Green Hills, it was currently night time and you just wanted some fresh air. Until you got a phone call. It was an unknown number, you sighed and picked up. "Hello?" You said.

"Y/N! OH THANK GOD YOU ANSWERED."

You gasped, it was Tom. Looking around making sure no one was around you. You held your phone and walked somewhere more private.

"Why are you all over the news Tom!" You whispered yelled. "Where are you!"

"Look I don't have that much time to tell. But this Alien Hedgehog thing caused the power outage and the government is after it! But you have to promise not to say anything okay! Please don't say anything to anyone."

You sighed. "Okay Tom, but what are you saying this about this Blue Ali-" You were cut off since someone placed a gloved hand over your mouth. You tried to screaming but couldn't. The person held you close to their body. Snatching your phone away from you.

"Hello there Mr. Wachowski. I have your friend here. I suggest you turn yourself in and turn in that creature you have. Unless you don't want your little friend getting hurt. You have until tomorrow." Then with that the stranger hanged up the phone. Dropping the phone and stepping on it. "We don't want anyone tracking you down sweetheart."

You struggled but he had a strong firm grip on you. You then elbowed him on the stomach. He quickly let go of you. You turned around, fucking asshole ruined your phone.

Looking at him, he was dressed in Black with a strange looking mustache. He looked like that typical men in black. He just held onto his stomach. Trying to catch his breath. You just back away, about to run off until you bumped into someone else.

"Agent Stone grab her."

You began to freak out once again. And this Stone guy quickly grabbed you holding on to you. You struggle. As you you saw the other guy walk towards you. He has a Needle in his hand. He walked towards you.

"SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME."

The Agent who held you placed a hand over your mouth.

"Little brat, you dare hit me." The guy with the mustache said. He then grabbed your head and tilting it to the side. Expsoing your neck he quickly injected you with the Needle. You began getting tried all of the sudden.

"Agent Stone make sure to take her with us. She might be useful in something."

The last thing you herad before your body got limp.

You soon woke up after a few hours, you were on the cold floor. Groaning in pain, your head was dizzy. You looked around and you started to panic again. You didn't know this place! Where were you! You look around your surroundings. You seemed to be the this cage, it had no bars. It just looked like you were in a box, a glass box. It did have holes so you could get air. But you tried remembering what happened. Until you herad the door open of the room, seeing a guy dressed in black walk in. NOW YOU REMEMBER THIS WACKJOB WITH THE MUSTACHE TOOK YOU AWAY! He walked towards your cage.

"Who the hell do you think you are! Let me go!" You began yelling at him, getting up and you walked up to him, he just smirked. Knowing very well you couldn't hurt him or do anything since you were in a cage and he wasn't.

"How rude of me, let me introduce myself. I'm Dr. Ivo Robotnik but you can call me Dr. Robotnik. I work with the government." He said, taking a chair and placing it front of your cell. He took a seat and just smirked at you. "So.. Y/N L/N, did your friend tell you anything?"

You just looked at him, you just sat on the floor with your arms crossed over your chest. "I'm not saying anything to you, you wackjob."

Robotnik just looked you with a smirk, he started to tap his foot on the floor. "If you don't want your friend getting hurt I suggest you start talking missy!"

"Why should I! Tom is my friend! My Best friend, why would I throw a friend under the bus." You hiss at Robotnik. "A friend would never throw a other friend under the bus or leave them behind."

"Hm how interesting, are sure friends never leave one another behind?" He said, chuckling slightly. He stood up and walked closer to the cell, looking down at you. "I don't know I'm pretty sure your friend Tom isn't coming for you."

"You're lying! He's my best friend he would come and help me." You said, your voice cracking a bit.

Robotnik just pulled up a small screen device from his coat pocket, showing you that Tom was on his way to San Francisco and not here. You just looked at it, frowning. "You're still lying you asshole! He's coming! He's a friend! How would you even know you probably don't have anyone or A SINGLE FRIEND!" You yelled out, sobbing while at it.

Robotnik looked down at you, he didn't know why but he felt bad, almost awful seeing you cry. He shook his head. Raising an eyebrow, he just made a face. "You're right I have no friends or anyone since my mother and father decided to give me up when I was born. But who needs them anyways. They tend to let you down just like how Tom did to you."

Robotnik then clicked on a button from his glove and your cell door opened. He walked in the cell, you didn't seem to notice and he just grabbed you picking you up. You started to struggle.

"if you keep on struggling I won't hesitate to bring out that needle from last time, you wouldn't want that right?"

You just huffed, he forcefully sat you down on the chair. "Now be a good little girl and stay put there we are about to have fun." He said with a smirk.

You couldn't help but blush and make a face. He turned around and he was looking at a screen, you looked and saw Tom's car. You just gasped.

He turned around and smirked. You didn't want to anything what's going to happen. But the damn Doctor forced you to look, he would grab your face and make you look at the screen even though you were crying. You had to witness robots being sent to Tom, thankfully whatever was thrown at them was unsuccessfully. You smiled and he just let go of your face.

"Wow they are survivors." Agent Stone said.

Robotnik made a face and looked at you. "I will be back with you in a minute." He said. "And you, we could we have a moment." He said to Stone. And they walked off to the side.

You sighed and zoned out, you ran your hands over your face. You couldn't believe that Robotnik was right, that Tom wasn't coming for you. It really did hurt you, tearing up. You frown, feeling bad for what you said to the Doctor about not having anyone. And his response was really heartbreaking. Everyone deserves a friend right?

Just lay your head on the table, maybe this guy wasn't so bad. Maybe he just needed some kind of friendship. You thought to yourself. Then feeling a hand on your shoulder you jumped and turned around and to see Robotnik.

"Hm I can see you're not crying." He said.

"Why should I huh? You were right he isn't coming for me. I guess helping out an Alien or Hedgehog whatever he said it was is more important." You said. You know you sounded selfish, but come on.

Robotnik wanted to make a sassy and rude comment but he couldn't he didn't know why, was he being all soft? What no way! He just looked at you rolling his eyes. He then put a water bottle and a single apple on the table. "Here. You need some food and water in your system." And with that he was about to walk away.

You spoke up. "Thank you" you said. All you got was a small "Hmm." You look at the water bottle and apple. "And I'm sorry for saying those things about you..of having no friends. I'm sure you're an amazing guy it's just that most people suck." You said.

Robotnik just looked at you, he grinned and walked off.

After a few hours, you ate your Apple and drink your water. You laid your head on the table taking a small nap. You were shooting woken up to music. You tried to ingore it but you just couldn't. As you listened it was one of your favorite songs!! Where Evil Grows!

As you listened, you picked up your head and looked around. Until Robotnik caught your eye, he was dancing to this song. You giggle to yourself, it was cute actually. And you were pretty impressived that The Doctor had great moves. You just kept on staring at him. Until he noticed you looking at him he stopped the music and screamed.

You jumped and quickly looking away. Blushing. Crap crap. "I'm sorry!! I just love that song! And I just got distracted with your dancing." You said quickly.

He just walked up to you. "You actually like my dance moves."

You just nodded, and slowly looking up to him. You just stood up. "Yeah... I've never seen them before. They are unique." You say and look down.

Robotnik couldn't help but smile, he looked at you. Maybe she wasn't so bad he thought to himself. He couldn't help but admire you. "I never knew you were into great music and dance moves." He said, placing a hand on your chin and lifting your head up so you could look at him. "No one has ever complimented me and my dance moves. Everyone just calls me a wack job." He whispered.

"I'm so sorry for saying that, I really am." You whisper. You just placed a hand on his cheek and smile softly. Looking at him, yeah wasn't so bad he's just a lonely guy who needs someone.

You two just stood there, saying nothing. Until you guys looked at each other. You both in started to lean in, your lips got closer. Until you were interrupted.

"Sir! The quill is done!" Agent Stone said. Robotnik turned his head at him giving him 'Don't you see I'm busy here' look. Stone got the message and quickly got out of there. Leaving you two alone. He sighed.

You just smile, then crashing your lips against his. It caught him off surprise. He just stood there until he wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed back. You wrapped your arms around his neck bringing him closer to you. You soon after pulled away for air.

He buried his face into your neck. You giggle slightly. Because his mustache tickled against your skin.

"Something about you catches my interest. So I very appreciate that if we could give us a chance." He said.

You smile and nodded your head. "Yes!" You whisper at him.

He looked at you and gave you a kiss. You giggle between the kiss and he pulled away. "What's so funny?" He said rasing an eyebrow.

"Your mustache tickles." You say.

He smirked and grabbed your hand and placed a small kiss on your hand.

"Don't you have an alien to catch Doc?" You say

Robotnik looked at you giving you a smirk. "Yes I do."

#dr robotnik #dr. robotnik #dr eggman #dr robotnik x reader #Robotnik x reader #jimbotnik x reader #Jimbotnik #sonic movie #sonic the hedgehog #X reader

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mara-dine · 5 years ago

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On P5R ending (true end) song v.2 - translation and analysis

part one was here - I’m only feeling things here but still xD

Okay so first of all, the following translation of the song lyrics is made by me so if you somehow want to copy paste them somewhere, please link the source, thank you <3 The original japanese and translated lyrics you can find at the very end of this post.

My point here is to prove that the lyrics are Akiren’s feelings towards what happens with Akechi so the post is going to contain some Persona 5 Royal spoilers. It gets a bit shippy.

And now let’s get this party (of feels) started.

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I need to say this - I had a second of doubt there, because I thought those lyrics could as well suit Yoshizawa sisters, if one wanted to dig that way. It doesn’t though, because the subject/narrator is using the 僕 (boku) pronoun, which is reserved for males. If the lyrics were meant to be gender neutral or so, the more neutral 私 (watashi) would be used. That’s why I’m 100% sure it’s from Akiren’s perspective, and I will only give you more proof ;)

Let’s start-start.

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Our light

That night I realized my dream was (just) a dream, I close my eyes fixated on you. The warmth, hands one on another, the voice, if I wake up it will all disappear into a dream.

The whole thing is kept within the dream-reality contrast. The night here is, I think, more metaphorical than anything, since it’s deepening the symbolism and refers to the association of night and dreaming.

It doesn’t have to, though, since at the very beginning of the new arc, Akiren ‘wakes up’ in the school, wearing his inmate clothes, thinking something is wrong and that he needs to go back. He follows the butterfly which we know is supposed to be the form Lavenza takes in the places she can’t fully materialize in.

I think it isn’t such a literal reference though. I’d say it refers to Akiren noticing the weird things happening around him, realizing they weren’t like this before and they should be impossible. Then we jump straight into gay the moment Akechi walks into Leblanc. Akiren can’t help but be surprised, he stares at the detective, who is supposed to be held at the police station or wherever his interrogations are being held at the time. He closes his eyes, as if to hold the image of Akechi being there in his mind for longer.

I think the next line is pretty obvious and really surprising, if we agree on my little theory, because it straight up tells us about Akiren’s feelings. Akechi, who was supposed to be dead in the first place, comes back into his life for the second time this... week I think. Akechi, who Akiren has a really strong bond of rivalry and at the same time deep mutual understanding with. He wishes for Akechi to continue being a part of his life, as he gives him the kind of stimulation no one else does. Akechi is very, very special to him. You can basically say, he is Akiren’s dream.

Even if we can’t ever meet again, even if the time we spent together transforms into pain, Please guide me with that pain, towards the night sky full of stars that illuminate me.

Now we are thrown into the hole of pain and suffering. We got to know that Akechi’s miraculous return is Maruki’s doing. Akechi is Akiren’s justice arcana, not only because he always speaks of justice and sticks to his own. He is a sort of counterweight and at the same moral compass to Akiren, they complement each other in many ways. Interacting, sharing thoughts, getting to know each other, it all leads both of them to build up even more resolve to stick to their own justice. So, even if Akiren decides to reject Maruki’s offer, not folding, not running away, following through with his own justice and his own truth, even if it means he is going to lose Akechi again, and the memories of the time they spent together will transform into pain, even then, Akechi will still continue to be his guiding light. He will always remember him, he sort of wishes for Akechi too look over him from... well, I guess, the afterlife. He will always live in Akiren’s heart as pain and regret of not being able to be together more, not being able to save him, but also as everything he was to him while still alive.

I was able to meet you in that sweet, sweet fairytale kingdom in distorted world. You quietly closed the mouth that said “even if it’s false happiness, it’s okay”.

This line is a bit more complicated than it looks like in English (actually, the whole song is like this, but if I started to explain all the hidden meanings and my translation choices it would take too much). I need to say here though, in the original it’s 甘い甘い (amai amai) which can actually mean two things. It’s used both as sweet and naive. I chose to use sweet here twice, but I think in japanese it’s supposed to be a bit ambiguous, as naivety is something Akechi often accuses Akiren (and other people) of, even if not directly (ex. there is this line of his where he says Akiren coming just to see him is ‘brainless sentimentality’).

The fairytale kingdom is of course a way to refer to Maruki’s perfect world where all dreams come true, it’s one way to see it. The other is distorted world, and it’s ultimately how the people who are aware of it’s falsehood view it. This way of putting the contrasting views together shows the dilemma Akiren stands before. He needs to confront it and make a choice, which in any outcome will result in gaining one thing and losing another.

Then, a really important line, one of a few that adress someone (Akechi) as ‘you’. In japanese it’s expressed through the verb that can mean close (something) up as well as shut (someone) up which I think is amazing in a way, since the Black Mask Akechi would rather shut up this mouth full of lies. There is an omanotopeic adjective there though, which indicates he did it quietly, gently. At first I thought it’s literal. That it’s about Akechi shutting up Maruki, so his words won’t affect Akira, since the thing there is basically a quote, it’s also gramatically written that way in the lyrics. But the quietly/gently thing kept bothering me, and I think in the end it’s like this: Akiren, in his heart, was tempted to agree to Maruki’s deal, to his perfect world. But Akechi, holding on to his own beliefs and resolve, made Akiren realize he can’t disrespect his wishes by being selfish. Akechi kept fiercely rejecting Maruki’s world, not wanting to be controlled by someone ever again, set on forging his own path, his own truth. Akiren couldn’t go against it.

It’s, I think, one of the reasons why this song plays only when you get the True End. It’s because you do things following Akechi’s wish, inspired by him to fight for the truth and the real.

When there comes a day when memories start, you will be gone, it’s the path you chose yourself, Even if walking it is always heartrending, towards the stars of tomorrow that I’m aiming for.

I think this part was the hardest of them all to translate, it’s again pretty ambiguous, not only because of the used words though, but the different ways you can chop the sentence at. You can translate it both as “it’s the part you chose yourself” or “the part one choses for themselves” and following this you can also chose to translate it in first person view as “the path I chose for myself”. I think all of them are pretty cool but I chose to follow the logic of the consequence, since it appears after yet another ‘you’ I decided to go with that. It also goes well with the thing about Akechi choosing his fate himself. He chose to reject Maruki’s world even if it meant he will disappear again, he strongly believed it’s better to die than live in a reality forged and controlled by someone else. He made that choice, like he made every other choice in his life before, aware of the consequences, even if they were painful to the point anyone else may have broken down. He doesn’t have any regrets, even if it’s hard and kills him in the end, because it’s the path of his own choosing.

‘The day when memories start’ it’s a pretty literal translation, but I’m fairly sure it’s about the fact that the time everyone spent in Maruki’s ideal world will be overwritten once again to how it should have gone if not for the distortion. So the day when the Phantom Thieves steal his treasure and defeat him is going to be the day when everything goes back to normal and the memories start being the true ones again, not falsified, and the false ones erased.

The stars of tommorow, the future, the goal both Akiren and Akechi are aiming for, even if their methods differ, is the same. Akiren hopes that if they continue going on, their paths will lead them to the same place, where they will be able to meet again.

When I wake up, the real world comes back, different than yesterday. Because the sadness is important, I’m going to keep on living tomorrow.

Now that the decision has been made and Maruki defeated, his treasure stolen, everything is going back to normal. Akiren wakes up in the real world again, it’s a different world than day before, because it’s the real one again. He thinks about Akechi, about the sadness engraved in his own heart, but he is going to keep going. He is going to keep his promise to Akechi. He is going to live with this sadness as it’s the memory of him, the proof that he lived and that he was important.

Even if we can’t ever meet again, even if the time we spent together transforms into pain, I’m going to overcome even this pain, greater than (the pain that comes from) surpassing the tears I shed

Akiren doesn’t cry, it’s not the way to remember Akechi. It’s hard, but even though his tears would naturally flow, he is surpassing them, he can only shed them in his mind. It’s in a way unfair. He can’t really speak to anyone about it, he can’t tell the true story, honestly there is probably noone who could understand the bond that was born between him and Akechi, who could understand Akechi himself. The pain of the loss is even greater than that though. He may never meet Akechi again, but he is set on keeping the promise they made till the end. Because now, it’s not the end, he will keep on going.

And I will grab it, perfectly clear sky, our light, floating eternally.

It’s very important, as it’s also the title of the song. ‘Our light’, the light that belongs to them both. The hope, the justice, the truth, the image of it clear as the perfectly clear sky. He will hold out his hand and grab it, he will keep it in his hands, his, mind, his heart. He won’t let go of it, it’s their mutual dream and goal, it’s something they share and something that will allow them to meet again.

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Thank you for reaching the end of this post... xD If you have any thoughts on it, don’t be shy to share!

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lyrics:

Our light

That night I realized my dream was (just) a dream, I close my eyes fixated on you.

The warmth, hands one on another, the voice, if I wake up it will all disappear into a dream.

Even if we can’t ever meet again, even if the time we spent together transforms into pain,

Please guide me with that pain, towards the night sky full of stars that illuminate me.

I was able to meet you in that sweet, sweet fairytale kingdom in distorted world.

You quietly closed the mouth that said “even if it’s false happiness, it’s okay”.

When there comes a day when memories start, you will be gone, it’s the path you chose yourself,

Even if walking it is always heartrending, towards the stars of tomorrow that I’m aiming for.

When I wake up, the real world comes back, different than yesterday. Because the sadness is important, I’m going to keep on living tomorrow.

Even if we can’t ever meet again, even if the time we spent together transforms into pain,

I’m going to overcome even this pain, greater than (the pain that comes from) surpassing the tears I shed

And I will grab it, perfectly clear sky, our light, floating eternally.

僕らの光

夢を夢と気づいた夜　君を見つめ瞼を閉じる

温もりも重ねた手も声も　目覚めれば微睡みへと消えて

僕らが二度と会えなくても　過ぎた時が痛みに変わっても

その痛みでね導いてよ　僕を照らす夜空の星へと

甘い甘いおとぎの国　君と会えた歪んだ世界

偽りの幸せでもいいと告げる口　君がそっと塞ぐ

思い出の始まる日になる　君が消えた自分で决めた道

歩くのさずっとせつなくても　僕の目指す明日の星へと

目覚めて現実が来る昨日と違う悲しみが大切だから明日を生きていく

僕らが二度と会えなくても過ぎた時が痛みに変わっても

その痛みさえ超えていくよ　流す涙乘り越えより高く

そして掴むよ　澄み切った空　永遠に浮かぶ僕らの光を

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rvnjun · 6 years ago

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nct dream reacts | s/o crying because of school

requested: Nct dream reaction to s/o crying because they dont understand the stuff they have to learn for their upcoming tests/exams genre: fluff, I guess angst just because of the crying? warnings: crying, despair, mentions of becoming a stripper (?) a/n: I can relate to this so much. quick disclaimer: Im not saying being a stripper is bad or anything, but, we have all had that time in school where we silently decided to drop out and become a stripper so im referencing that XD

mark

“I thought I understood it! I was so confident when I took the quiz and then it turns out I only got 2 out of 10 right, can you believe that? Now I have to take the test soon and I know im going to fail because I thought I understood it but apparently I don't!” you ranted to your boyfriend over the phone. You were not typically one to shove a bunch of information onto people like that, especially Mark-but you couldn't help it. “Mark?” you asked when you received no response from the canadian boy. You pulled the phone away from your ear to look at the screen. “He hung up on me?!” you yelled while standing up. You sighed and fell onto your bed. Tears started to trickle down your cheeks, “first this stupid unit and now my stupid boyfriend,” you cried while turning to shove your face in your pillow.

A few minutes later and your door burst open revealing a tired and disheveled Mark. “Okay so Im probably not the best of help and all but I brought some old notebooks that we could probably find notes in and, I bought you some snacks,” he smiled and held the old worn out notebooks and snacks out to you. You slowly moved from your bed to get a better look at the stuff. “Thank you Mark,” you said while pulling him in from a hug. “I thought you were tired of me,” you said while pulling away. Mark instantly shook his head “I could never get tired of you,,now come on,, let's study.”

renjun

you felt the tears well up in the corners of your eyes. Blinking a few times the wet substance got in your eyelashes. “Why,,” your voice was scratchy as you whined. Staring at the small black words in front of you you finally lost it. The tears cascaded down your cheeks, your breathing picked up and you started to hit the thick old textbook. “Stupid thing,” you yelled, letting your anger get the best of you.

Renjun had been patiently waiting in the living room for you to finish up. He felt his heart sink when he heard your clear frustration, he carefully entered the room when he heard a few thumps. His eyes softened when he saw how upset you were. “Babydoll,” he soothed as he approached your hestertic figure. Normally you would have tried to hide yourself from him but this time you threw yourself in his arms and cried while lightly kicking the textbook farther away from you. “Let's take a little break,” he said while rubbing a small circle sinto your back. You started to cry even harder “I cant risk taking a break,” your voice cracked as you spoke. Renjun shook his head “You're not going to get anything done like this, lets go get some food,” he tugged on your hand and helped you stand. You silently held onto him and let him lead you away from the stupid textbook

jeno

“You can do it Y/n,,,you have toooooo,” your voice started to shake as your sentence dragged on. “No! No you can't because you're stupid and can't understand anything,” you yelled louder at your own reflection in the mirror.

“Y/n?” Jeno knocked on the door with concern evident in his voice. You sighed to yourself and silently cried harder, in your fit of anger and sadness you had completely forgotten that Jeno was coming over. “Uh yeah babe, just a second,” you wiped your tears and opened your bedroom door with a fake smile. “Hi,,” Jenos voice was low as he took in your appearance. “Are you okay?” he asked with a soft tone. You mentally cursed at Jeno, whenever someone asked you that simple sentence you couldn't help but cry. “No Jeno, do I look okay?’ you tried to sound angry but it came out more desperate. “No babe, you dont,” he opened his arms and let you hold him tightly as you cried. “Why am I so stupid?” you asked into his chest. Jeno held you a little tighter at your words. “You are not stupid, you just need a little help,” Jeno carefully walked with you till clingy to him. He plopped you two down on your bed, causing you to lay on his chest. “And I will help you as soon as we finish cuddling,” Jeno added making your tears momentarily stop. “Okay,,,” you simply replied

haechan

Your mind was clouded with thoughts of the stupid assignment your teacher just gave out this morning. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't seem to understand a single bit of it. You asked for help multiple times and she tried to explain and give you practice problems but it never worked. You gripped the pencil tighter as your eyes bore holes in at the paper.

Haechan continued to talk about something in the background making you even more angry. “Will you shut up for once,” you yelled while sending him a piercing glare. Haechan stopped talking and stared at you like a deer in the headlights. “I mean seriously, do you have an off button or are you always this annoying?” you asked before sighing loudly and looking back at the problem. Haechan didn't know what to say, your words really hurt him. It was the first time you saw Haechan not have something witty to say back. “Im sorry,” he simply said before standing up, getting ready to leave. You could see the hurt in his eyes. Tears welled up as you grabbed his wrist. “I really didnt mean to snap at you, babe. Im just really mad and I dont understand what im supposed to be doing,” Haechan rolled his eyes at you. “If you just needed help you should have just asked me, a genius,” he joked returning to his normal self.

jaemin

jaemin could tell that you were stressed. You just radiated negative energy and he couldn't seem to place his finger on the problem. It wasn't until he decided to randomly come over that he learned why. You sat in your bed, textbooks and notebooks thrown across the room. Your knees were pulled to your chest and you hid your tear stained face away as you silently cried.

“Y/n,” Jaemins deep voice was light as he spoke. “Do you need help?” he asked ask while slowly moving over to the bed. You glanced up at him, looking at him through your orbs you felt yourself wanting to cry more. “Its so stupid! I dont get why I have to learn about this, will it ever come in handy?” you asked while pointing at the thing that had been causing you so much stress. Jaemin made a face as his eyes wandered over to it. “It is stupid, but you know what else is stupid,,moths, I mean what is the point of them? They fly like broken butterflies,” his random statement made you started to laugh. “Don't make fun of moths like that,” you said, a smile gracing your lips. “You're right, come join me in making fun of this textbook,” Jaemin leaned over and grabbed the book to read what you were doing. You nodded your head and made space for him on the bed. “Yeah.”

chenle

chenle grew concerned when you stopped replying to his texts. At first the conversation was going smoothly and then like a light switch was flipped, you started replying with only 1 word. He wasn't so sure if he had done something wrong but the fact that you hadn’t replied to him in 2 hours was eating away at him. He slipped on a pair of tennis shoes and headed out the door, to your place.

“Y/n?” he asked as he pounded against the heavy wooden frame. You sighed from where you were sitting, you were desperately trying to study but Chenle had been distracting you. You kept quiet as you worked on the problem in front of you. Chenle whined your name when you refused to open the door. “Im sorry that I made you mad, please forgive me,” he sadly said despite not having a clue as to what was wrong. You felt yourself smile softly at the boys’ words. Without even thinking tears bursted out of your eyes and you let out a loud sob causing Chenles heart to sink. “Babe, I don't understand it at all,” you cried out as you opened your door and hugged him tightly Chenle furrowed his brows in confusion before his eyes landed on your notebook. “Oh,,,let,,let me see if I can help,” he beamed making you nod your head. “Okay,”

jisung

“Jisung,,” you hiccupped through the phone, your voice was broken due to the continuous sobs. You sniffled as you wiped some tears out of your eyes your vision was starting to get cloudy. “Y/N?? Are you okay?” Jisungs voice was frantic, you had never called him while crying before. “Im trying to study for this upcoming test and I don't understand anything! Im just going to drop out and become a stripper,” you said while staring intensely at the textbook. You heard Jisung sigh in relief before something dawned on him “nO NO Y/N! You're most certainly are not dropping out and becoming a stripper,,,just wait,,ill be there soon and Ill help you,” he said while standing up to pack his stuff. “Are you sure?’ you asked while feeling your heartbeat quicken thanks to the kind boy. “Of course!” you could feel his smile through the phone. “Well hurry up because Im ready to call the school,” you joked. “No! Ill be there in like 10 minutes, just calm down,” Jisung whined. “Okay,, see you soon.”

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els-writes · 6 years ago

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Some unrequested, unoriginal, and possibly unpopular Kingdom Hearts 3 thoughts - putting them here because I need to vent, sorry if this isn’t the content you’re looking for from me! XD

After sitting on this game for nearly two months now, I think I’ve finally sorted my feelings into intelligible thoughts. So here we go.

Sorry again this is so long and not my usual post, but I needed to vent, and I’m kinda interested to see what other people think! I know the DLC is hinted to expand on the endgame, but that feels like a cheap way of fixing the criticism.

I love Kingdom Hearts. Like love it. I’ve been playing these games for years - I got a PSP purely so I could play Birth By Sleep. I gave UnionX a shot back when it was Unchained, and I even forced myself to watch through all of DDD, even though that game ignites a kind of hatred I didn’t even know I was capable of feeling.

Kingdom Hearts 3 was great. I enjoyed playing it. It was so much fun, and I’ve never wanted to complete a game more. But it wasn’t the game I hoped for. Perhaps I expected too much, or perhaps the game devs built too many plots and overestimated how easily they could put into a single game and tie it all together with a neat bow, but it wasn’t the game I waited years for.

To clear up my thoughts before I get to my main point:

Gameplay: great.

Combat: great, if a little easy, but it was fun as hell.

Pixar levels: holy shit amazing.

Graphics: so beautiful no game plays the same.

Music: still got the OST on repeat.

Gummi ships: burn in hell.

Tangled world: kind dull but pretty.

Frozen world: why the fuck are they singing.

Pirates world: I have no idea what’s happening, if I wanted to play Assassins Creed black flag I would have.

But even the negative aspects weren’t bad enough to make me dislike the game (even if I cried in anger at one point during Pirates and I had to leave the room during the songs...)

There were two key problems that kind of ruined the game for me, in a way.

The pacing, and the treatment of the characters.

And that’s not a new opinion on the internet from what I’ve seen, but if the pacing had been fixed, if they hadn’t tried to summarise ALL the tiny plots together, if they hadn’t tried to rush through bringing everyone back at once, I think it would have been everything I wanted. Hell, I would rather they had split it into more games! Yeah, I said it! Give me more, fleshed out, singular plot driven spectacular games like BBS and we would’ve been great. They didn’t need to set up the black box plot here. Maybe teased at it, but not had it so thrown in everywhere, only to go no where. Waste of time, and waste of our old villains. Most of the bad guys didn’t really serve a purpose in the Disney worlds - honestly, most of the Disney worlds felt like they only served to level grinding to me - they had no real impact on the overall plot. Disney worlds are always a little thrown in, granted, but no game has had them serve no real purpose whatsoever to the main plot.

Hard core KH fans have followed these characters through a ridiculous number of titles for this series. These characters are amazing and loved and so incredible. All I wanted was for there to be some decent emotional pay off for them. And honestly? I think they did most of them a massive disservice.

To start with: I didn’t necessarily want everyone to come back. Some characters (like Roxas, Xion, and Namine) had returned to their ‘whole selves’, and as much as I loved them, I could understand. I was happy that Sora’s story was focused on bringing Roxas back, it felt sweet, like a very in-character thing to do, and I was looking forward to seeing how they would do it. But most of the time, they didn’t have Sora do anything to move towards that goal? He just ran around Disney worlds, and sometimes mentioned Roxas in the cutscenes inbetween?

The plot barely moved for 30+ hours of my gameplay through the Disney worlds as I tried to complete each one before moving on. As we reached the Keyblade Graveyard, I was excited that things were starting to move forward, thinking it was mid-game. Nope. It was the start of a 2 hour mad dash to the finish line. It was messy, it was rushed, it left me feeling completely unsatisfied and unable to savour the return of most of my favourite characters.

The scene with Lea/Axel commenting on how confusing everything was was funny, but it felt like the devs making an excuse to not spend time making the most of Ventus and Aqua’s return. I could kind of forgive them for that, since they were in a rush to save the others, and they did try to give the pair a little bit of time. But Terra? Roxas? Xion? NAMINE? They appeared last minute - some of them, Xion and Roxas especially, not even making sense when you think about plot holes. When they did appear, we didn’t get the emotional payoff and reunion of our trios and old friends that I was waiting for, we got quick comments and ‘ironing out plot points’ off screen? Even Roxas and Ventus meeting was completely anticlimactic (yes, I know they were in the middle of a fight, and they probably didn’t have time, but they’re literally twins, a bit more than just a confused glance and then forgetting it was surely needed).

So overall:

Roxas: my favourite, appeared without real explanation, barely got time with Axel. And then we still played Sora to fight? When really, Roxas deserved that fight.

Xion: how did she come back? She was in Sora again? Like... explain?

Terra: had to rewatch a few times before I understood what it was all about, but his return was half decent once I understood it. Also Lingering Will? Hello?

Namine: she doesn’t even speak (aside from in star form) and is just introduced in the ending? I might forgive this, as she wasn’t really needed, if they hadn’t rushed the reintroduction of EVERYONE.

Seasalt Trio: a momentary hug, the only thing that made me cry in the game, that was cut short and then dealt with off screen.

Wayfinder Trio: No where near enough emotional payoff. None.

Kairi: Wow. Nomura must really hate her?

So, yeah. That’s all I have for now. The more I type it, the more it annoys me to think about. I’m disappointed in how it all played out in the end. It was rushed, hurried through, gave no payoff, and didn’t make sense a lot of the time.

The game was incredible. Truly. Wonderful game. But the story? As an end to the massive series that I’ve invested so much time into? It wasn’t enough.

Also no to the ending. Just no.

#kingdom hearts #kingdom hearts 3 #tagging because I genuinely am curious as to whether people feel the same way or not #the more i think about it the more upset i get #gaming

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kusunokihimea · 6 years ago

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★ five times Ryuu thought Sasuke looked breath-taking, and the one time she voices it (in their senjutsu/traveling verse.. if Sasuke can even be breath-taking lol XD)

[send me a symbol for ][ @kyuuzuchiha ][ Accepting ]

Hm…he said he’d be back by now…I hope they didn’t get carried away… After all, the last time Naruto and Sasuke really had a chance to do anything by way of battle, it nearly resulted in catastrophic geographical destruction.

But given she hasn’t heard any explosions - at least, from this range - Ryū’s going to hope for the best.

Seated outside a small cafe, she’s got her chin in her hand, mostly tuning out as she waits. Her lunch is half-eaten and now mostly forgotten, free hand absently twirling her cup of tea. Sasuke said he wouldn’t be long. Something about catching up with Naruto…which evidently translated into a spar. One that’s lasted far longer than she’d thought it would…

Watching the few last dregs of amber liquid spin, there’s a pause before looking up at the approaching signatures. The pair of them are…certainly worse for wear, scuffed up and dirty. But Naruto has a companionable arm around Sasuke’s shoulders, laughing at…goodness knows what. Eyes closed, Sasuke manages a small scoff and an upturn of his lips. His normally-mussed hair is all the more untamed, clothes dusty and half-shed, skin both flushed and sweaty.

It’s not anything unusual, or even entirely notable. But for some reason, the sight makes her heart skip a beat.

“Yo, Ryū!” Naruto drags himself off his former teammate, still grinning ear to ear. “Look what I dragged back to ya in one piece! Though - heh! - just barely!”

“You’re the one who was leaning on me, dobe.”

“I wasn’t leanin’! I was just -!”

Snapped from her stupor, Ryū gives her head a little shake and smiles reflexively, stubbornly ignoring the extra few beats pounding in her chest as her heart works overtime to make up for its stutter. “D…do either you need any patching up?”

“Nah, we’re fine! Nothin’ a shower and a nap won’t fix, eh teme?”

Sasuke doesn’t reply, staring at the healer with a furrowed brow. Greys glance bashfully aside at his scrutiny.

“…teme?”

“…yeah. I’m fine. C’mon, Ryū - Naruto’s late for his Hokage lessons. We’d best leave him to it.”

"Oi! You’re just jealous!”

“Of course I am. Now, I’m going to go shower, and you’re going to go let Kakashi lecture you for a few hours. Have fun.” With that, Sasuke gives a jerk of his head that clearly says, “Let’s go.”

Scrambling to her feet, Ryū leaves her paid bill on the table. “C…coming!”

Sitting up in bed with a sigh, Ryū takes a moment to rub palms at her face. It’s a little late…she’d best get up and get going. Dressing second naturedly, she indulges only in a cup of tea before heading out.

…he must have gotten up before her.

Taking the path from the manor toward the largest peak, Ryū eventually makes her way up the many stairs and switchbacks that lead to the plateau where her master waits. Each torī gate standing over the turns gets a familiar pat, until she reaches the one that crests the top where Suigin’s cave and the shrine sit.

And, this particular morning…Sasuke, too.

He’s about ten paces from the threshold of the stone staircase, perfectly still and positioned in a meditative pose. If not for the subtle swells and shrinks of his chest, Ryū would almost swear he was a statue carved up from the rock. Eyes are closed, expression neutral.

He looks so…at peace. Ryū can’t help but stare a moment, a funny feeling beneath her sternum.

Then one dark eye peels open, startling her. For a moment she’d forgotten he could move. “…Ryū,” he greets, a small hint of question in his tone.

“Sorry, I…o-overslept.”

“I haven’t been here long if you want to join.”

“…sure.”

A few sunsets later, Ryū comes in through the manor’s front door, leaning against it with a sigh once it snaps closed. What a day. Maintaining the valley and its self -sufficiency isn’t easy by any means, but some days are harder than others. And this was one of them.

Add in the fact that, despite the late hour, she has yet to make dinner…and she’s only all the more disheartened. Partially at her own loss, but also because of Sasuke’s.

Removing her shoes, she pads silently, barefoot, into the main room. Most of the lights are off, and it takes a sweep of her senses rather than her eyes to find him.

He’s laid himself atop a settee, head propped up on a decorative pillow and more than obviously asleep. If not judging by his calmed chakra, then by his slack features and deep breathing.

The guilt gets a little worse. Getting close with intent to wake him before she starts supper, Ryū stills as she takes in his features while vulnerable with sleep.

He looks so…different. No suspicious crease to his brow, no hardness to his eyes, or set to his jaw. Everything softens as he slumbers, breath whispering past parted lips and a few stray locks cast over his face.

Ever so carefully, heart quickening in her chest, Ryū brushes inky strands from his skin. His face tilts ever so slightly with just a breath of sound…but he doesn’t wake.

Looking him over, Ryū sets her jaw against…whatever that was before retreating to the kitchen. For now…she’ll let him rest.

More time passes. For a while, she can let herself forget. But after readying for bed one night, she goes to bid him goodnight…only to find him missing.

…where…?

Spreading her senses, she picks up his signature down at the first bridge from the manor. It’s well past sunset - what’s he doing out there? Heaving a small sigh, Ryū adjusts her yukata and slips on her sandals before heading out to chide him to sleep.

The moon is high in the sky, bathing the valley in sharp contrast of black and white. It’s almost as though all the color has bleached from the world. Picking her way carefully along the still-overgrown paths, the healer comes up behind him, trying to lean and catch sight of his face.

Sasuke leans folded arms across the crossing’s railing, one hip cocked and gaze staring out north up the valley toward its entrance. His usually-sharp features are thrown into even harsher relief. It’s almost like an old painting of ink on white paper rather than a living, breathing body.

A bit breathless at the sight, Ryū eventually recovers and steps up beside him. “…are you all right?”

“Hn. Just…thinking.”

She lays dainty hands atop the same wooden railing, feeling the smoothed wood from generations of hands before hers. “…anything you want to voice?”

“…not yet.”

“Well…you should head to bed soon. It’s late.”

“I will. Just not quite tired yet. You go rest.” He turns to face her, visage equal parts light and dark.

“…goodnight, Sasuke.”

“Night.”

Sitting on the front step and sewing up a torn shirt of her companion’s, Ryū’s gaze drills into the task. A needle passes to and fro through the fabric, slowly but surely pulling the rift closed. He really needs to stop managing to tear such gaping holes in his garments! At this rate she might as well just make him new ones, he seems to damage them so often!

Sighing, she brings it upright between her hands, eyeing her handiwork. Her last few stitches are a bit off…she’ll have to pull them out and try again.

All the while, in the front garden, the soft sound of footfalls and measured, huffed breaths carry through the still, misty air. Going through his morning kata regimen, Sasuke moves himself through a series of stances, strikes, and held positions before letting himself relax between each set.

Subtly, Ryū peeks over the shirt at him.

He currently lacks one, hence her work. Instead, he works in nothing but typical trousers, feet bare with wrapped forearms and hands. Though not as intense as sparring, the rigorous work still leaves him gleaming with a thin sheen of sweat, a look of absolute concentration upon his features.

…not to mention the tension in his muscles leaves them well-defined.

A bit lost as eyes traces over his musculature, Ryū snaps back to attention as he finishes another set, losing rigidity and glancing her way. She makes a show of keeping the shirt aloft, staring at her stitching and trying to will away her blush and racing heart.

“…are you done with it yet?”

“A…almost!”

She’s never been one much for fancy parties. But given this is the first anniversary of the shinobi alliance peace treaty that Sasuke has actually been present for…Ryū decides they should go. He was, after all, a major instrument of said peace.

At least…in the end.

Finishing up adjusting her kimono, Ryū carefully picks up the hem before approaching the bathroom door of their room. Knocking, she asks, “Um…are you done yet?”

“Just about. You can come out.”

After a slight pause, she does just that, opening the portal to the rest of their room. Sasuke has his back to her, adjusting a new set of hakama and haori. All of his top garments are a midnight blue, the hakama a soft grey, lightly patterned. Apparently done fiddling, he turns and gives a small gesture of critique.

Along the front of both shoulders of his haori, bright white and crimson, are twin Uchiha crests.

As before, her chest seems to still for a moment.

Crossing the room, she releases her hold of her garment, fidgeting his ever so slightly. In truth, there’s nothing wrong with it. She just…needs a moment, head tilted down to stare at the fabric to avoid his gaze. A subtle blush dusts her cheeks.

“…you look perfect,” is her murmured reply, daring to lift her eyes to his face as palms rest against his chest, greys flickering between onyx and amethyst. By now, both the sight and proximity have her heart racing - surely more than noticeable by someone of his ability. There’s little doubting it by now: why she reacts the way she does. Only her bashful nature seems to stand stubbornly in the way of admitting it. How much she’s grown to care about him.

…how much…she loves him.

Eventually her nerve crumbles again, and she ducks her face to avert her gaze. “Should…should we go, then? Surely everyone’s waiting on us by now, n-ne?” Ryū retreats half a step, folding her hands at her front.

The tactic largely fails, however, as Sasuke insists on taking one as his own, fingers weaving. Looking up in surprise, she jolts as he lowers his brow to hers.

“…let them wait,” he rumbles in reply, stare pinning her in place. “…we’re taking this night at our own pace…Ryū.”

She stares back, barely daring to breathe as her heart beats overtime.

“O…okay.”

#how can i help you today? [ ryū replies ]#marked by the serpent [ canon verse ]#kyuuzuchiha #home is where you are [ sasuryū || kyuuzuchiha ]#let me tell you a tale [ drabble ]#the doctor is out [ queue ]#long post #very long post lol #uM #of course he can be! xD #ryū is v able to appreciate the sasuke aesthetic mkay x3 #we'll say this is like #interim of him coming back and them being a thing?#idek lol #that way he's of age but they're still in that awkward >w> <w< phase bahaha #(i'm sorry this is so long x''D #it just #had to be lmao)

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peacock-and-squad · 6 years ago

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A Family bond is strong.

A short for my friend @ask-these-weird-kiddos XD with her two characters Patricia and Avery, and my characters! The two main focus though are Patrick and Leduc ^^ So enjoy! Also this isn’t Canon to @ask-these-weird-kiddos AU

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“HEY! LET US OUT!” A 13 year old boy shouted as he was struggling wildly in a strong set of arms. As for Patricia the 14 year old had been restrained and was in a cage holding Blot who was limp in her arms. The ink parasite seemed alright but wasn’t waking up from the coma they were in. “LET G-!?” Avery was cut off as he was tossed into a cage and locked inside, the cages were solid except for the door which was thick bullet proof glass, they had holes in them allowing air in.

Patricia was in shock, this was from the black lash she had gotten from whatever they hit Blot with. The poor girl was just paralyzed as she hugged Blot to her, Avery grew worried as he asked “P-Patricia?! Are you ok?! What happened? You were doing alright in the fight.” Yes before they got captured they were in the middle of a raid, They were supposed to be the back up for Patrick and his gang as they are in the front doing the most damage to a Medici smuggling area. Unfortunately Patricia, Avery and Blot got ambushed by a small squad, and one thug struck Patricia’s parasite Blot. With some sort of device that put Blot into a coma state.

And this in turn made Patricia rush to aid her fallen friend but the back lash of pain struck her sending her down in a paralyzed state! She was picked up along with Blot, and the rest were subduing a very raging Avery, who was cuffed by his wrists and ankles and both where now in cages. Being transported to a unknown location, and this didn’t sit well as Avery was peeking to Patricia through the few holes in the cage. Patricia was slowly coming back from the lash, she held Blot close nuzzling his head.

“Avery they did something horrible to Blot! He’s not moving at all! I feel he’s alive but just not responding!” Patricia spoke and Avery replied “Hey, it’s gonna be ok, I’m sure Patrick noticed we aren’t there by now! And they’ll be coming for us!” He said encouragingly to her. This made Patricia smile a bit and nodded “R-Right! They won’t let these creeps get away with kidnapping us!” She cheered but both yell in surprise as the truck turns sharply right and they were thrown into around a bit.

“Ugh! Damn their damn bad drivers!” Avery cursed out, as they straightened out. Patricia hissed annoyed as well as she cradled Blot in her arms, She looked down to the small apron she wore. The girl remembers that she had been cooking with Ileum when the raid was called! She hadn’t remembered to take it off! So carefully she tucked Blot into the large pocket it had. She frowned as Blot still didn’t even twitch from the movement.

Suddenly the truck stopped.

This caught both the kids attention, as they stare at their clear doors as the back was opened. Nether said anything as the cages where unloaded onto a dolly. If looks could kill Avery’s glare could have turned these guy’s inside out and ripped in half! He was not happy in the slightest as Rage was spiking through him, no one did this to Patricia! NOT A DAMN PERSON! He wished so badly he wasn’t chain up and in a cage.

Patricia made a huff sound not even bothering to pay any attention to the men. She didn’t have to give them any reaction as she stuck to petting Blot gently on the head. Although she did watch as they were rolled into a interrogation room, how they knew this? The blood on the floor and a few teeth here and there. If not those signs, then the torment devices on the walls definitely show their intentions. Avery and Patricia both swallow nervously at this, they got left in the room and all they could do was wait for help..

——At the front of the building——

Two guards stood, keeping an eye on the door to the building behind them. “So why two kids? What do they have to do with the attacks on the smuggling houses?” One person asked the other. The other replied “Apparently those two are in cahoots with the ones doing the raids, And I heard the two leg breakers from the circus are coming!” The other blinked and said “For two kids?! Really? Damn won’t be much left of them..” Suddenly both readied their Tommy guns as a teen walked up to them. “Hey! Move it kid! This is private property!”

Patrick didn’t even flinch at the guns and merely yawned. “Ohhh I’m so sorry~” he said voice just oozing sarcasm as he was grinning a Cheshire grin. “Didn’t mean to intrude on your blabbering! I just wondered if you’d give my Brother and Sister back! Or....Well you don’t wanna meet her.” He said scratching his chin. The two thugs look to each other....then back at Patrick and one spoke “Who’s ‘her’? Well it actually doesn’t matter, you aren’t getting them back! In fact you can join them!” Patrick sighed annoyed as he said “Ohhhhh that was definitely not a good call..” before the two could move a blurred figure jumps onto one of the goons back.

Patrick was all to happy to lunge at the free goon. And start running them apart with a burning rage that worsened when his little Sister and little Brother were just snatched away from him while his fucking back was turned. He had one person ripped from him, “I AIN’T HAVEN YOU FUCKS TAKE ANYONE ELSE FROM ME!!!” Patrick snarled in absolute rage as he ripped the guy’s spine out through his back. He glared down at the dead body and he looks over to his partner Leduc. Who had cleanly sliced her victim leaving them headless armless and legless. The temporary saw blades made of electricity dissipate, and she looked to Patrick who threw the spine away and he stormed to the door, Leduc not even hesitating to follow the only thing on her mind was thrashing anyone crazy enough to get in their way from retrieving Patrick’s and her’s family.

Patrick’s trusted crew was to deal with any new comers poking their nose’s where they don’t belong. That and keep the car ready to move it once they get Patricia and Leduc.

——Back in the Interrogations room——

Patricia and Avery we’re still waiting for something to happen, now bored in their cages until yelling a gun fire are heard. This made the. Immediately perk up in surprise and they both grinned knowing it had to be their rescuers! They was chatting on the other side of the door before it was kicked in by Leduc. “Knock knock!” Patrick said smirking as he strolled in and then went to start working on the locks. Leduc was watching the hall in case they had any unwanted visitors. It was obvious they had miniature battle, Patrick had a few cuts and bruises along with one broken Argus eye and his ponytail had been lost and his hair was messy. Leduc had a black eyes and damage to her apron and she also had bruises on her as well but can’t be seen.

Once free the two kids hugged their Adopted family. “Man are we happy to see you! After you got carried off by those creeps I ran back to get Leduc for back up!” Patrick said as he then hear a ruckus “That’s our cue to leave!” Leduc said as they all bolted out and everyone piled into the car and bolted off. Soon they where at the Labs getting checked out and it turns out Blot had been damaged from the strike he received and it collapsed on of the few bones in his body. He was helped and he was perked up and resting on Patricia’s lab tail wagging. All five were resting in the TV room from doctor’s orders. Leduc was combing Patricia’s hair and Patrick had Avery leaning on him watching TV. “Thanks a lot for the rescue!” Patricia spoke up and Leduc smiled “But of course! Your part of this family now! Mess with one of us you messed with the rest. So of course we came immediately to help!” Patrick nodded “Heck Yeah! Ain’t no Medici goon taking anymore of my family from me!” He states grinning. Avery and Patricia both smiled lightly happinesses blooming in their chests as they were called family. Blot purred nuzzling Patricia and seemed to be confirming this, and then Dr. Avian came and she was holding a Tray and set it on the side table. “Here you need to be hungry after that escapade! Ileum and Big Band made dinner and they didn’t want you to miss it!” “Thanks Miss Avian!” The two children said at the same time both seeming to radiate a happy energy.

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The end! So I do hope you all like it!

Patricia and Avery belong to @ask-these-weird-kiddos

The other characters belong to me!

#ask these weird kiddos #peacock-and-squad #the gender bent peacock gang #patricia #skullgirls #avery #patrick #Leduc

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hattersaz-blog · 6 years ago

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Boku no Hero Academia roleplay (ft KiriMido, BakuAshiMyself and Vanessa Masters)

@bbb35 shared a picture of Bakugo sleeping with a bunny Izuku plush, and we kind of went on a roleplay tangent xD I was being myself, but as though I was in the BnHA universe (Quirk; Green Flame), while Vanessa Masters was B’s character :) Yes, there are a lot, but if you find them interesting, you can have fun reading them :’)

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Vanessa: shows picture of Bakugo asleep with bunny Izuku “Black mail material”

Me: takes a copy “Gonna use this on him later” evil grin

Bakugo: "SHUT UP!! DEKU AND I CUDDLED AS KIDS, IT HELPS ME SLEEP, HE GAVE ME IT!~ SHUT UP!!"

Me: “Digging yourself a hole man” snickering

Kaminari: "Pffft, he's so precious!"

Jiro: "Almost as precious as Midoriya... I don't know how to handle this..."

Me: uncontrollable laughter

Bakugo: "FUCK YOU!"

----------------------- Time Skip --------------------------

Midoriya walks through the common room carrying Kirishima bridal style

Vanessa: “Love strong Deku. And yet, he’s not afraid to get thrown onto a bed, and ravished until he can't sit.”

Me: fans face “I just pictured it. OH BOY! KIRI BE GENTLE WITH THE LAD!!”

Kirishima: "I'll try, but he makes me so Rock hard" Deku kicks foot into Kirishima's laughing face to keep him at bay

Midoriya: "NO PUNS IN BED!!"

Me: “I'll let you ah, do your stuff” winks and leaves, then bumps into Bakugo at the door “What are you doing here Kacchan??”

Bakugo: "NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU DEMON BITCH!"

Me: “Awww, do you want Izuku to sleep in your bed so you can cuddle?! SO CUTE!!!” hugs him, purely to make him embarrassed

Bakugo: "FUCK YOU!!!"

Vanessa: "Why Bakugo, I didn't know you felt that way, but you should court her before any fucking and cuddling, or just plain cuddle."

Me: “alnfergbreln oh my God! Vanessa please, I seriously doubt-” turns to Baku and sees him blushing ”...Well shit.. I think I need to have a talk with Mina...”

Vanessa: "I mean, he can't jerk off. Cause his hands will cause explosions, so he must be hard."

Me: chokes on spit

Bakugo: "OI! I CAN TOO JERK OFF! ... THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS WITCH!"

Me: blushing “I didn't picture anything, I swear!”

Bakugo: blushing too "At least I know why you hang out with Kaminari now..."

Me: “WHA?!”

Bakugo: "FUCKING PERVERT!"

Me: "SAID THE GUY WHO ADMITS TO JERKING OFF!!"

Vanessa: "Come now, must you two be as loud as one of Bakugo's explosions, or him after rubbing one out."

Hagakure: passing by in a towel, which obviously looks like it's floating "You just enjoy watching the world burn, don't you?"

Vanessa: "Meh, more like a garbage can fire with these two, but no less haunting."

Me: small, green fire actually sprouts to life atop my head as my cheeks burn red “This is NOT how I thought this conversation would go...”

Bakugo: "I NEVER WANTED THIS CONVERSATION! YOU COULD HAVE JUST WALKED PAST BUT NOOO, YOU HAD TO ASK WHY I WAS HERE!"

Me: “IT WAS TOO TEMPTING TO TEASE YOU!”

Bakugo: "AND LOOK WHERE IT GOT US!"

Hagakure: "Us?"

Bakugo and myself: blushing intensifies, as does the flame on my head

Ashido: "Oh, why is Saz blushing so hard?? Bakubro too!? ... GASP! DO I HAVE A BOYFRIEND TOO NOW?!"

Bakugo and myself: spin to look at her in shock "WHA?!"

Hagakure: “I don’t think it’s calming down anytime soon.”

Vanessa: "It never does with me involved."

Bakugo: "I accuse you, Witch! I say we take you to Salem, they know how to handle your kind there!"

Me: Smacks Bakugo, cutting him off and causing him to growl "That's horrible! And offense to Vanessa, and the innocent NOT witches who were killed!”

Ashido: "Don't hit my boyfriend, if we're sharing him, I demand you treat him nicely!" hugging Bakugo close, rubbing her boobs against his forearm

Me: “But Mina, he said something REALLY offensive!”

Ashido: "Oh, right, ok then!" slaps him too

Bakugo: "FUCK OFF!"

MIna: gets an idea and slaps Bakugo's chest, using her acid to burn the cloth off his chest, leaving him shirtless

Bakugo: "WHAT THE HELL!?!?"

Me: “Well... Kacchan, your room's not too far right?”

Bakugo: "Wha?! YOU'RE NOT COMING INTO MY ROOM! AND STOP CALLING ME THAT!"

Me: “Oh? Would you prefer something else? grins at Ashido, who grins back

Ashido and myself: "Can we go to your room, Hero-Kun~?"

Bakugo: blushing "... no..."

Me: grinning “Almost”

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Ashido sneaks into Bakugo's room, smiling fondly at the pink alien plush and green lizard plush sat neatly by his pillow. Then she climbs into his bed and in his sleep he spoons her, not realizing what he's doing till the next morning when he opens his eyes and sees her black eyes.

Ashido: "Hello, Hero-kun~."

Bakugo: blushing fiercely

Me: “Aww, you two are cute. Shame class starts in twenty minutes.” stood watching with a smirk

Bakugo: "THE HELL!?" sits up, realizes he sleeps in his boxers, and grabs stuff green rabbit to cover his bare chest

Me: “You sure you want to cover that part champ?” raises brow, smirk still present

Ashido: giggling

Bakugo: "LISTEN!!" He puts hands on his hips, exposing his pecs. Only to cover his chest again "I DON'T NEED YOU SUCCUBUS’ CREEPING INTO MY BED WHILE I'M ASLEEP!!"

Me: raises hand “Hey, I never did that. I was in my room the entire night” whispers “was too busy writing to even think about sleeping beside yous and that makes me sad” normal voice “so don't start with me.

Ashido: "It's true! I was the only one! I feel special~"

Me: dramatically gloomy

Ashido: "Oh.."

Bakugo: "......Gaaaaaaaawwwwd...." Bakugo throws aside stuffed toy, and opens arms out "You get ONE big, long hug, and then you’re out and you NEVER tell a living soul."

Me: dives in “HECK YES!” snuggling “Also, no promises babe” winks

Bakugo: Lets out a startled laugh as I nuzzle his chest

---------------------------- Time Skip ------------------------------

*At All Might's apartment* (I said it was long XD)

Bakugo: "What's this?"

Midoriya: "A candy dish."

Bakugo: "Well, where's the candy?"

Midoriya: "There is none, All Might can't eat candy anymore."

Bakugo: "Then why have a candy dish?"

Vanessa: "He doesn't have to have candy, for a man with money a dish can stand on it's own."

Me: “Could he not like, put fruit in it or something? Just a dish seems a tad redundant.”

Vanessa: “Like I said, a dish can stand on it's own. And despite all the medical bills, All Might has a lot of money. He made 100 grand in gift baskets in one month.”

Me: “Damn son. Jeez, if I had that much money, I'd feel like it'd be a waste not to give to charities and stuff, ya know?”

Vanessa: “Oh he does, but he's been putting it away too in savings to donate it all to charity. But when he met Midoriya, he's left it to him and his mother in his will.“

Me: “Awww, that's adorable! Hey Katsuki, what would you do with all that money?”

Bakugo: "Isn't that obvious? I'd make sure my fucking wives have a secure, well off future then fucking throw it at some kid charities or something."

Me: .....

Ashido: ....

Me: “Did you hear that Mina?”

Ashido: "You bet I did!"

Ashido and myself: "HE'S SO COOL!"

Me: “Wait, did he say... wives?” blush

------------------------ Time Skip --------------------------

Ashido: holding up her skirt to show her panties “So you’ll buy me fancy lingerie, Bak-Kun~?”

Me: blushing “Oof”

Bakugo: sent flying from the force of his nosebleed

Me: pointing at him “Same, honestly”

Ashido: "You think I might be too bold?"

Vanessa: "This is Bakugo, if he can't take the bluntness that he throws at others, then this is gonna blow up bigger then a explosion from his own hands."

Me: “His nosebleed explosion was pretty big too. Think he can use that against enemies?”

Bakugo: blushing and stuffing tissue in his nose "SHUT THE FUCK UP! IT'S NOT LIKE YOU WERE ANY BETTER!"

Me: “HEY! I DID NOT NOSEBLEED! I was close, but I DID NOT EXPLODE NASALLY WITH BLOOD!”

Vanessa: "But that would mean Ashido would have to expose her breasts to Bakugo at random times."

Ashido: "I'm fine with that, I grew up like this. I've learned to have self-esteem for my body, and no shame."

Me: “That attitude will kill us babe.”

Vanessa: “Or make Bakugo a veeeeeeery happy husband.”

Me: “I mean, it would, but blood loss would be imminent.”

Bakugo: "Are you implying I couldn't restrain my blood, and can't stare at Mina's breasts without gushing blood!"

Me: “Did you not see what just happened Katsuki? Oh wait, you were launched across the room, you probably hit your head and forgot.”

------------------------ Time Skip -------------------------

Me: finds a picture of Katsuki and Ashido holding and smiling at each other “I’m gonna use that as my lock screen.” sets

Bakugo: "That's fucking cheesy"

Ashido: "I think it'd cute! Let me get one of you two!!"

Me: “Ah, but I'm not very nice to-”

Bakugo: "Fucking fine! But I get one with you two... for fairness."

Ashido: "Aww, babe~ You want us as your lock screen??"

Bakugo: blushing "Shut up and take the picture already"

Me: heavily blushing while hugging Bakugo for the picture

------------------------- Time Skip ---------------------------

Vanessa (with a shape shifting quirk): "We can dig a moat around the school, I can be..." morphs into crocodile "THE CROCODILE!! Jazz-hands!" crocodile jazz hands

Aizawa: "No..."

Vanessa: "Why not?"

Aizawa: "You say you'll be the crocodile, but you never commit!"

Me: “Hey Sensei, if we're building a moat, can we take it one step further and put random torches along the corridors? I can even light them for you.” smiles

Aizawa: "Then we'd think we were in Tokoyami's bedroom and everyone would be confused."

Me: “I know, it’d be great.”

Vanessa: laughing

#boku no hero academia #katsuki bakugou #mina ashido #midoriya izuku #kirishima eijirou #kirishima x midoriya #kirimido #self insert #i'm in this too xD #oc #vanessa masters #ashido x myself #bakugo x ashido x myself #bakuashimyself #really long post #sorry about that #but we had fun and wanted to share XD

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heronchildlove · 7 years ago

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I was tagged by @ankhwilde, thank you, dear! rules: answer these 85 questions and tag 20 people

I am the worst person to tag in these things because I am almost always on mobile so I put them on drafts and then forget forever I am sorry, but thank you for the tag dear!

— What was your last…

1. Drink: Pear juice

2. Phone call: My mom

3. Text message: my best friend

4. Song you listened to: Fuck a silver lining by P!atD

5. Time you cried: two days ago watching the first episode of Goblin

6. Dated someone twice: No

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Yes

8. Been cheated on: Not that I know of

9. Lost someone special: Yes

10. Been depressed: Yes

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: i feel really bad that i can't answer this with a proud 'no' anymore but yeah once and never again

— Fave colours

12. Blue

13. Black

14. Silver

— in the last year have you…

15. Made new friends: Yes!

16. Fallen out of love: yes

17. Laughed until you cried: I cry from laughing so easily so yes definitely

18. Found out someone was talking about you: Not that i remember

19. Met someone who changed you: Yes

20. Found out who your friends are: always knew

21. Kissed someone on your facebook friends list: No

— General

22. How many of your facebook friends do you know irl: Like 99.9% of them. I don't add strangers but i do have a couple of online friends there.

23. Do you have any pets: No

24. Do you want to change your name: No

25. What did you do for your last birthday: Went out with friends to eat korean food and then with my family to eat mexican food xD (the best gift you can get me is food, always)

26. What time did you wake up today: 10h, it's a holiday

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: sleeping

28. What is something you can’t wait for: Going to visit one of my online friends. Starting a new job next week!

30. What are you listening to right now: nothing atm

31. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Yep! Went to high school with a Thomas

32. Something that’s getting on your nerves: fandom discourse, people attacking other people's ships

33. Most visited website: This hell hole

34. Hair colour: light brown?

35. Long or short hair: short hair is the best

36. Do you have a crush on someone: *laughs then sobs*

37. What do you like about yourself: my legs, my intelligence, the way i never give up

38. Want any piercings: Nah

39. Blood type: A+

40. Nicknames: Nanda, Fe, Fefe, Fefis (my name is Fernanda)

41. Relationship status: Single

42. Sign: Virgo

43. Pronouns: She

44. Fave tv show: Merlí

45. Tattoos: don't have any but i want to. Something small, but I definitely want the words 'is it better to speak or to die' in it.

46. right or left handed: Right

47: Ever had surgery: lots of them. Eye surgery when i was a kid, unscheduled appendicitis surgery couple of years back and i operated my wrist last month.

48. Piercings: No

49. Sport: volleyball

50. Vacation: I have been to many places already but my fave was probably Berlin. Want to visit Japan someday.

51. Trainers: Don't like trainers. Converse all the way.

— More general

52. Eating: love Japanese food

53. Drinking: sprite and tea

54. I’m about to watch: just started Goblin a few days ago and can't wait to finish it!

55. Waiting for: my mom to get ready so we can go out for lunch

56. Want: money and ngl, a boyfriend

57. Get married: yes

58. career: i am a journalist major and love working with communication and social media. I hope some day i can do it for a really big and cool company. I also love working with translation and my dream is translating literature books for a publisher.

— Which is better

59. Hugs or kisses: both

60. Lips or eyes: lips

61. Shorter or taller: Taller

62. Older or younger: Older

63. Nice arms or stomach: Both (i love backs though unf)

64. Hookup or relationships: Relationship!

65. Troublemaker or hesitant: Both, depends on when

— Have you ever

66. Kissed a stranger: No

67. Drank hard liquor: no

68.Turned someone down: never had anyone to turn down lmao

69. Sex on first date: i don't see anything wrong with it, sex is good

70: Broken someone’s heart: maybe?

71. Had your heart broken: Yes

72. Been arrested: No wtf

73. Cried when someone died: yes

74. Fallen for a friend: *laughs then sobs part 2*

— Do you believe in

75. Yourself: yes

76. Miracles: no

77. Love at first sight: Yes

78. Santa Claus: lmao wtf no

79. Angels: No

— Misc

80. Eye colour: dark brown

81. Best friends name: João and Leticia

82. Favourite movie: fuck idk uhhh oh Inception!

83. Favourite actor: Chris Pratt, RDJ

84. Favourite cartoon: rise of the guardians

85. Favourite teacher’s name: Gislene

#the mods speak #mod nanda #tag games #i won't tag anyone because this is so old jdghld

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ramenrulz8p · 7 years ago

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The Handsome Boy Next Door

Pairing: Kang Daniel/Reader Summary: You lived in a quiet apartment building until someone finally moved into the apartment next to yours. Tags: Fluffy Comedy with a dash of angst, mentions of Jeon Wonwoo (SVT), reader is an otaku Word Count: 4.1K A/N: I’d been meaning to write this in full fic form but I don’t think I’ll have the time so I decided why not do a scenario post? This is the short version of what what I originally wanted to write but I figured it was good enough XD Hope you guys enjoy!

You moved to an apartment building in your 2nd year of college because traveling from your house back to your campus was a PAIN.

(You could have stayed in a dorm but you did not like having to deal with curfew and the noise level)

Most of your neighbors were elderly women who always questioned why you weren’t dating or married yet.

It almost made you wish you stayed in a dorm, but it helped you master the art avoiding confrontation.

You lived next to the only empty apartment in your building because its owner had apparently passed away there. No one wanted to rent an apartment that might be haunted.

The landlord had been trying to lease that room for AGES and you’d thought she’d given up. But one day, a year and half later, you heard noises from the apartment next door. You were lowkey freaking out because what if it was really haunted???

Then you looked out your window and saw a moving truck below. You stuck your head out into the hallway to see people moving furniture into the apartment next to yours.

You texted your landlord to ask if someone had moved in next door and she seemed happier than she’d been in a LONG time. She’d managed to find someone who was willing to move into the apartment and she made you promise not to mention it could be haunted when you met your new neighbor.

There was a bad taste in your mouth as you closed your phone. What if weird shit started happening? Did that mean you’d have to leave your new neighbor to fend for themselves?

In the end, you decided to make up for it by giving your new neighbor a nice welcoming present.

But what could you even give?

Well, you did have that extra limited edition Saitama figure, but who the heck gave a 150,000 won figure away as a welcoming gift to some stranger? Besides, you didn’t need your new neighbor to know that you were a hard core otaku.

You decided to give them two of the spare jars of kimchi your mom had given you on your last visit home. (She always gave you more food than you could ever eat alone.)

You were about to step out the door dressed in your sweatpants and oversized One Piece sweatshirt when you realized you were not appropriately dressed to greet anyone.

It took you nearly 45 minutes to make yourself look decent. Your brushed out your hair and wore a simple gray sweater and some jeans. You judged yourself for really trying this hard, but you also had to remind yourself that your neighbor probably did not need to know you didn’t have you life together.

You finally walked up to your neighbor's door and knocked. You stood around for a good thirty seconds and no one answered. You knocked again, and again no one answered. At that point, you leaned your ear against the door to try and hear if anyone was on the other side of that wall, but you heard nothing but silence.

Your new neighbor was not home. Great. Just. Great.

You decided to walk back into your house and just give the kimchi to them another time.

With your sour mood, you defaulted to sit out on your patio which was overcrowded with dead plants. It was a small space but it was big enough to hold a swinging chair. You sat completely drained of energy and started to sketch in your sketchbook.

You had been so focused on doodling that you didn’t notice there was a cat on your balcony until it landed straight on your sketchbook.

It meowed up at you and you nervously lifted a hand for it to know your scent and get used to you. The small cat start lapping at your fingers with the thick bristles of its tongue and you laughed at how it tickled.

“You lost, buddy?” you asked it, knowing it couldn’t respond. This cat was obviously lost, there was no other reason for it to be on your patio. You pet the cat’s head and ruffled its ears as it purred. You lifted it up and checked its collar. The name tag read “Rooney”.

When you flipped the tag over, you saw the owner’s name inscribed on the back. Hi! This is Kang Daniel, if you found my cat please call me!

You quickly dialed the number and waited.

“Hello?”

“Hi, Daniel-ssi, I found your cat.”

His tone immediately perked up from there. He kept on thanking you for a good two minutes before he actually asked you where you were. You gave him your apartment building’s address and he started to laugh.

“Is something funny?”

“No, no. I just moved there today. I guess Rooney isn’t used to the new place.”

“Oh, you’re my new neighbor then. I’m in apartment 101, right next to yours.”

“I’ll be right over, thank you so much for finding her.”

You had no chance to protest on him coming over to your door. You looked around and saw how messy your house was. There was no way you were letting him come inside. You cradled Rooney in one arm as you grabbed a paper bag and threw in the jars of kimchi you’d planned to give him.

By the time you were done, he was buzzing at you door.

You rushed to door and looked through the peep hole. You squeaked at the sight of your new neighbor.

He was hot. There was no other way to get that through. Like sure, there were a lot of good looking people out there, but this guy was one of the best looking boys you’d seen in a LONG time.

His soft looking pale brown hair and chiseled chin had you drooling, but you had to remind yourself to behave like a proper human being as your shaky hands opened the door.

“Rooney!” the boy shouted as he reached for his cat. Rooney quickly jumped out of your arms and into Daniel’s.

Dammit he was even more handsome face to face and you wanted to crawl into a hole and hide.

You waited until Daniel was done reconnecting with his cat before you greeted him. He bowed to you in apology as he hugged and petted Rooney. You could only smile at his concern over his cat, because it was really cute how much he cared.

You held out the paper bag full of the kimichi jars as you blocked the view to your apartment. “This is a welcoming gift. I wanted to give it to you earlier but you weren’t home.”

“Oh! Thank you so much!” he gave a shy laugh, showing off his eye smile as Rooney perched on his shoulder. “I wasn’t home because I was too busy looking for this kiddo.”

You nodded and smiled at him, understanding why he was out of breath over the phone now. He was probably searching as hard as he could for his cat.

Before you had to make up some excuse as to why he couldn’t come into your apartment, Daniel bid you goodbye, thanking you one more time. He quickly darted off to his apartment and you realized you hadn’t been breathing properly the whole time.

As you lay in bed thinking about your hot neighbor, you deliberated over how you wanted to deal with said hot neighbor. Like obviously you couldn’t treat him the same way as you treated the old granny neighbors you’d had for the past year and half. But how would you go about approaching him?

In the end, you decided you were going to try and be Daniel’s friend. Not just because he was cute, but because he seemed like a genuinely nice person.

The next day was a Sunday. You weren’t planning to really do much today, except you overhead Daniel say he was going to a friend’s place because he had some stuff he still had to pick up from there when you were having breakfast on your balcony.

You smiled on this opportunity because it meant you had a chance to spruce up your house without him having to see you lug a bunch of trash and dead plants out of it.

You weren’t always fast but when you needed to, you got shit done. In three hours, you’d cleared away all the junk from your apartment that you didn’t need. All the clothes were cleaned and folded. All the wrappers and empty cartons were thrown. All the plates, cups, and cutlery were washed and put away. All the character figures on your shelves were dusted. For once, your apartment looked pristine.

Now what you needed to do was go out and buy some new plants for your patio.

When you were getting dressed, you saw the drastic difference in the amount of sweat clothes you owned versus the normal clothes you owned.

You decided you might as well buy new nice clothes while you go plant shopping.

That night you hauled back half a wardrobe of cute clothes, some new makeup and skincare products, and three easy-to-care-for plants.

When you stared at the giant pile of things in your living room, it made you wonder why the hell you were doing all this. But also why it made you feel so good.

On Monday, you went to school wearing one of your new outfits. A blue chiffon blouse, black blazer, and short shorts. This was the first time in a long time you’d actually bothered to make yourself look good on a day that wasn’t an interview day and, of course, it raised eyebrows.

Your friends wondered what had gotten into you and you just told them it might just be time for a change as you walked the campus grounds with a bounce in your step.

Something, or rather someone caught your eye, and you immediately stopped. Daniel? He went to the same school as you? How had you not seen him in your three and half years going here?

You hesitated on whether or not you should try talking to your new neighbor, but you decided against it since he seemed to be having a deep conversation with a tall actor looking guy.

Then, you saw him again, except this time at the bus stop which would take you both back to your apartments.

You still weren’t going to be the first one to make contact, so you pretended to not notice him as you scrolled through your phone.

Daniel tapped you on the shoulder and started talking to you. It was basic small talk. Exchanging why you were there. Figuring out you both went to the same campus. What departments and majors both of you were in. After a while, there wasn’t really anything left to talk about and awkward silence filled the air as both of you waited for the bus to arrive.

You sat next to Daniel on the ride home because it would be weird to just sit apart after having a long conversation. But neither of you was speaking to the other.

You figured it would be a long ride home until your phone notified you that the chapter of the hottest manga out right now had just updated.

It was as if you were in your own world as you opened up the latest chapter and read the contents of the pages. Your foot tapped nervously as the ground and your face didn’t hide anything as you read through the chapter in horror.

The main villain had pulled out his biggest attack when the chapter ended. You had to restrain yourself from letting out and inhuman noise as you saw the last panel.

Daniel tapped your shoulder again and you suddenly remembered you were sitting next to your hot neighbor.

Great, you just had a serious face journey over a manga next to the neighbor you were trying to be friends with.

Except Daniel didn’t seem to care about the face journey, he asked if you were a fan of that manga.

You had to stop yourself from making a snide remark since Daniel didn’t really know you.

Were you a fan? This was only your life!

It hadn’t even been two days and you were already having to let go of your normal person image. But that didn’t matter, because you were in fangirl mode.

You told Daniel EVERYTHING and for some reason his eyes seemed to light up the more you blabbered on and on about plots and theories. You were even shushed by the other people on the bus when you and Daniel were laughing too loud.

It turned out that Daniel liked anime and manga a lot too - maybe not as much as you - but enough to hold up a decent conversation with you.

That was the main reason that the two of you started growing closer.

It started off as you two meeting up at your house and watching anime on your flatscreen. He once asked about the figures on your shelves and how you collected so many. When you told him, the process and how much it cost for you to get your hands on those figures, his eyes bugged out.

For some reason, your otaku nature didn’t bother him one bit and you found it highly amusing.

You could wear all your baggy clothes and anime T-shirts around Daniel and he didn’t seem the slightest bit put off.

You loved going over to his apartment to play with Rooney and Peter, who seemed to adopt you as their other human.

Either you guys were hanging out at your place or his.

The two of you had grown so comfortable around each other that you spent time together, even on campus.

On Wednesdays you two would get lunch together.

On Tuesdays and Thursdays you’d wait for him to finish dance practice before you two took the bus home.

He would tell you what he honestly thought of your paintings and you would tell him honestly what you thought of his dance routines.

Your lives had began to blur together, it was weird for you to think back to a time you didn’t know Daniel.

Your friends and his friends began to intermingle and you all went on a big outings together.

One time all of you went to a museum for someone’s birthday. It started off just fine but you all realized that it would be impossible to keep the giant group of you together. So everyone broke off into pairs.

You and Daniel were like a default pairing at this point. The two of you broke off away from the rest and roamed the museum by yourselves.

Daniel had gone to the restroom at one point so you waited for him by a fossil display. You were scanning the crowd randomly, looking around as you waited.

Your eyes came across someone you’d rather not see and your heart stopped.

Jeon Wonwoo had been your crush for the first year and a half for college. You two were in a lot of the same classes and somehow always sat next to one another. Then fate pushed it even further and paired the two of you up for a project. You fumbled your way through, hoping it might lead somewhere more, but Jeon Wonwoo had always brushed you off. Even when you tried everything to hold up a decent conversation.

You liked him so much it had made you jaded towards liking other people.

It almost made you laugh because your feelings for the boy were so superficial and only ended up getting you hurt.

“What’s wrong?” Daniel asked when he got back from the restroom. He waved a hand in front of your eyes to break your stare.

“Nothing,” you lied as a crappy feeling washed over you.

Seeing Wonwoo again, despite the fact that you were over him, made you feel like shit. The whole rest of the day you were sort of silent and unresponsive as the rest of your friends had fun.

That night, as you as Daniel took a cab home, he took your hand and asked you again. “What’s wrong?”

You didn’t know how to bring it up to him.

You couldn’t say, Hey, I just saw the dude I’d been crushing on for over a year and it short of bums be me because what if we ended up like that.

“I’d rather not talk about it.”

After that, Daniel stopped asking. He let you snuggle up next to his arms and fall asleep as the the cab drove the two of you back to your apartments.

The next day Daniel showed up to your house early in the morning (at noon) with take out and a box of your favorite sweets.

“They told you didn’t they?” you asked, knowing your friends had probably texted Daniel to explain to him why you were acting this way.

“Why didn’t you just tell me you saw your ex?”

You wanted to scream. “He’s not my ex...He’s just…” you hesitated before realizing you should tell Daniel the truth. “He’s just someone I had a crush on for the longest time and it obviously didn’t end well.”

“Well, it sucks to to suck, he missed out on an amazing person.”

“You really think so?”

“Of course!”

“You’re the best, you know that?”

“Of course,” he answered, shooting you a cheeky rabbit smile.

You two spent that whole day together snuggled up under one of your big blankets, surrounded by soft pillows.

Rooney and Peter were running around somewhere under those sheets and you laughed at their antics.

It made you stop for a second and take in just how much of your apartment had been altered because of Daniel.

You’d gotten a litter box for Rooney and Peter. You stocked up your fridge with enough food for twelve people. You had random boxes of jellies lying around for Daniel. You’d even bought special pillows so the two of you could sit down in front of your TV and watch it properly.

What were you to Daniel? What was Daniel to you?

Were you two just good friends? Or was there possibly something more?

Part of you wanted an answer, but part of you was scared again.

You knew Daniel wouldn’t brush you off like Wonwoo had, but to think of you and Daniel not being as close as you were now? That made you legitimately scared.

If you told him you liked him, would it change all of this?

Your mind went through scenario after scenario before deciding to say nothing and stay friends with Daniel for as long as you could.

You regretted your decision.

Because people would never stop approaching you and Daniel asking if you two were dating. It hurt you to say no every time.

It was even worse when people flirted with Daniel and you had no legitimate reason to be mad.

Sometimes you ended up avoiding Daniel to keep your feelings in check and you knew you hurt his feelings when you did.

It went on like this for two months until you decided you couldn’t do this.

In keeping yourself from telling him you liked him, you did the one thing you were trying to avoid.

You had decided you were going to go to his apartment to tell him, when Daniel started banging on your door.

He had a bag of clothes throw in a duffle bag over his shoulder and Rooney and Peter in either of his hands. He looked terrified as he gave you big, sad puppy eyes.

“Going somewhere?” you questioned, hoping he wasn’t leaving town.

“Why did you tell me someone died in my apartment?” he whined, lamely pointing a finger at his door.

You were genuinely lost for a second. “Huh?”

Daniel looked like he was about to cry when he told you he’d overheard the lady who lived below him say the last tenant of his apartment had died in it.

“So, you’re leaving?” You gestured to the bag slung across his shoulder.

“No…I thought I could stay with you…”

So that’s why he was knocking so hard. “Get in here, you big baby,”

Daniel set his bags down over by the edge of the couch and you went to go prepare dinner for the two of you. 1

It seemed like just another normal moment when the two of you were together, but your nerves started to get the better of you as he watched how comfortably he sat on your sofa and scrolled through your TV.

When you set out the food, he came over as quickly and sat down at what had become His Seat™.

You made sure to give Peter and Rooney food as well before joining Daniel at the dining table.

“Why have you been avoiding me lately?” he asked, breaking the silence after shoving food into his face.

You set down your spoon, looking away from his eyes as you spoke. “I was actually meaning to talk to you about that…”

Daniel reached out a hand and placed it over yours. “You know you can tell me anything, right?”

You looked him in the eyes, hoping you didn’t look as scared as you felt. “I like you.”

“Huh?” he asked, seeming taken aback by your sudden confession.

You gulped at his reaction.“I like you, Kang Daniel,” you repeated. “Please don’t make me say it again.”

“That’s it?”

“What?” It was your turn to be thrown for a loop. Did he just say ‘That’s it?’ while you were laying your heart out?

“That’s all you had to say?”

“What do you mean that’s all I had to say?” Your voice rose as you got to your feet genuinely angry with Daniel for acting as if your confession was no big deal.

Daniel stood up and walked over to you. He licked his lips as if they were dry and looked down at you with a nervous smile.

“Well, I saw you change out the dead plants to fresh ones when I moved in. And you cleaned up your apartment too. So, I figured you probably liked me.”

“Oh my god.” You were mortified. So he HAD noticed all that.

He held up his hands as he spoke, “It’s okay! It’s not like my apartment is any better.”

“Shut up, Daniel!” You choked out as you were trying not to die of embarrassment.

“If it’s any consolation, I like you, too.” he whispered, pushing back a strand of your hair.

Your face was on fire as you glared and pouted up at him. How could he be so cute and so infuriating?

You tip-toed and kissed him to let out your anger.

There were no fireworks or sparks or anything of that sort.

Just a calmness that soothed all the tension that had been digging into you while Rooney and Peter darted and played between your ankles.

Bonus:

“Here,” you said as you handed him the 150,000 won Saitama you decided not to give him. “This was your original welcome present, but I didn’t want you to know I was an otaku. Now, Saitama can be like your guardian statue, warding off whatever ghost might linger.”

“No thanks, I think I’ll just stay here.” Daniel placed the box back into your hands.

You looked up at him slightly annoyed, “You’re going to have to go back to your apartment eventually.”

“But I don’t want to…,” he said as he shivered, giving you puppy eyes once again.

Daniel perked up when an idea popped into his head. “You know, we should just look for a bigger apartment! One we could share!”

You tried not to freak out over the fact that he’d suggested you two start living together. “You’re getting ahead of yourself. I literally just confessed to you, plus you haven’t even asked me to be your girlfriend.”

“I thought that was just implied.” He just shrugged and laughed. You rolled your eyes but you learned to accept his antics.

From that day on you two started dating for real, and just like Daniel wanted, you did look into bigger apartments- ones which had a very low chance of being haunted.

#wanna one #produce 101 #wanna one imagines #wanna one scenarios #produce 101 imagines #kang daniel #kang daniel scenarios #kang daniel fluff #kang daniel boy next door au

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faequeen40 · 7 years ago

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First of the song prompts! @hold-me-close-senpai

I love angst but I have to have happy endings. XD I hope this turned out like you expected!

Keith left the buzzing of the main castle dining room behind him, the titter of jovial voices celebrating their new alliance a soundtrack to his impending panic attack.

He couldn’t do this.

He couldn’t do this anymore.

Keith missed Shiro. He missed being able to follow behind his lead, to know that what they were doing was correct. He missed not questioning every step he ever made.

The Black Lion may have chosen him but he didn’t feel like the leader.

It was all too much. The responsibility pressed down on him more and more every day.

It was like drowning.

Part of him wanted to run, to flee the crushing pressure. It was the avenue he’d frequently taken in the past. He’d run from the foster families when they started to push, to try and wiggle past the walls that he’d thrown up in the past. Relationships had always been difficult for him. He recognized that about himself.

Didn’t mean he had any idea how to fix it, how to bypass this thick, syrupy feeling of drowning every time he got into situations like this.

The hallways of the castle disappeared under his feet, pace eating up the smooth floor as he walked aimlessly, the click of his boots echoing off the white walls.

He found himself at the observation deck, hands gripping at his elbows like he could keep the swirling miasma of emotion within his chest.

Keith just couldn’t do this anymore.

He walked over to the great wall of windows, trying fruitlessly to take comfort in the stars like he had in the past. Space had been his greatest solace growing up, something he could gaze upon and dream of flying amongst. He’d always thought that he’d find his answers out there. Maybe find something out about himself.

He hadn’t been entirely wrong.

The revelation just hadn’t been the kind that he’d expected. Of course, no one really expects to find out that they’re half of an ancient alien species that had been responsible for the 10,000 year enslavement of the universe.

A part of him had always hoped to find out more about his mother in the infinite abyss of space. In a way he had but every answer only bred more questions.

They swirled around his brain, the helplessness of being thrust into the leadership role only merging with his own fear of abandonment.

The floor was cold beneath him and he curled his arms around his knees, resting his chin on his legs as best he could with the panels of his armor caught between his chest and his legs.

He was so tired. So tired of running and fighting and only finding himself in the same situation as before. Voltron as a whole kept taking two steps forward and ending up three steps back. It was a dance that did nothing but make Keith frustrated.

Lotor was out there. Zarkon was still out there. Even Haggar was still hanging around.

Voltron just wasn’t enough.

Keith wasn’t enough.

And he couldn’t stand it.

His anger, anxiety and inadequacy surged over him once more like the waves of Earth, threatening to drag him under, to drown him until he was nothing but an empty husk.

It wasn’t something that he wanted but…there had been no time to process, no time to adjust to the loss of their leader and quintessential father figure. It was like Kerberos all over again but even the slightest bit of evidence was gone.

Keith just wanted the people he cared about to stop leaving him.

The soft patter of footsteps pulled him from the depths of his mind and he turned to see Lance standing in the doorway, a soft look appearing almost alien on his expressive face.

“Hey, Keith…” He said, a foreign note to his voice making Keith want to sit up and take notice.

The change between the two of them had been subtle but quicker than anything that Keith had expected. Lance had been his support through all of this and Keith still didn’t know what to think. It pulled at his heartstrings and filled his chest with a feeling that Keith could only mentally connect to warm sunlight and waking up in a soft bed.

In any other situation, Keith would have taken off after that sensation like a shot, chased it like a starving man to a feast. But he couldn’t do that. Couldn’t put even more on Lance like that.

Voltron needed them and these feelings…He didn’t think he could act upon them.

No matter how much he wanted to. No matter how much they promised to give him a way out of the drowning, if only for a brief respite.

“We were worried about you.” Lance murmured, his footsteps padding closer, “You seemed like you were in a hurry to get away.”

“I’m alright.” Keith ground out, fingers clenching around the panels of his armor.

He didn’t want them to worry about him. There was enough going on without that. They worried enough about his leadership.

Lance settled beside him and Keith did his best to not soak in Lance’s presence. Lance had started spending a lot more time with him after he started piloting the Red Lion. He was the level-head to Keith’s impulsivity and honestly, he was the best at pulling Keith out of the hole of his mind.

It definitely didn’t help the feelings that Keith hoarded in his chest.

“We both know that’s bullshit, Keith.” Lance sighed, facing forward to watch the cosmos beyond the great windows, “You haven’t been doing okay for a while now. I’m not blind. You can talk to me.”

There was that too. Lance didn’t dance around his feelings. He called Keith out on his shit but he gave him an avenue to continue down. Keith loved him for it.

Wait. Love?

Keith frowned into his kneecaps, looking at Lance’s profile in his peripheral and sighing internally.

Yeah. Love.

He loved this giant blue goofball.

But like hell he was going to say anything. The people he loved had a tendency to disappear.

“Just a lot on my mind.”

“Well, come on, mullet man. Lay it on me.” Lance smiled, turning his face at last, “My ears are good at listening.”

“Well, that would be a first.” Keith smirked, suppressing a laugh at Lance’s dramatic frown.

“Ouch, man. All these aliens insulting my ears. First Allura, now you.” Lance sighed theatrically, “Whatever will I do?”

Keith shrugged, hiding his smile in the curve of his arms. Sometimes Lance’s dramatics were hilarious, other times they were the bane of Keith’s existence.

Right now, he was just enjoying the vibrancy that was the Blue (Red? Purple?) Paladin. Internally, Keith snorted at the idea of calling Lance the Purple Paladin. He’d jump all over it.

Lance gave him a wide smile and leaned back on his hands, eyes slipping closed. “Allura said she was really impressed with you today. You really convinced those leaders that our alliance was the best idea.”

“I snapped and told them they were idiots.”

“Apparently they respect plain speech. Allura thought you were a genius. I wasn’t gonna tell her otherwise.”

A laugh slipped out before Keith could stop it and Lance’s smile grew a little wider, one eye peeking open to peer at Keith. “There you are.”

“Did you come all the way in here just to make me laugh?”

“Yeah.” Lance replied, the tip of his ears coloring slightly, the apparent blush making Keith sit up and pay attention despite himself.

It had been happening a lot more lately.

“I know you have a lot on your shoulders right now, Keith.” Lance continued, the blush spreading prettily across Lance’s cheekbones, “And I know you’ve been having a hard time. We weren’t the greatest when you first took over flying Black, but we’ve got your back. I’ve got your back. No matter what happens.”

Keith looked up from the cradle of his arms, eyebrows flying high. Did Lance just guess about the stuff that was bothering him? Just blindly shoot and find the problems that Keith was having?

“I think you tracked me down just to tell me that.” Keith hummed, “What made you feel the need to do something like that? I thought you wouldn’t follow me anywhere.”

Lance frowned and turned a bit so he could look at Keith fully. “I know what I said, Keith, and honestly, I was a bit of an asshole.” He admitted, “I shouldn’t have said that. But I also said that I would respect the Black Lion’s choice of you as our leader. And I do…But I care about you too.”

“What?”

“Are you really going to make me repeat it?” Lance flushed deeper, still holding Keith’s gaze despite it all.

“You care about me?”

“Yes. Kind of a lot.”

“Only kind of?”

Lance huffed deeply and scooted closer, his proximity making Keith’s breath still in his chest.

This…was not how he had expected this evening to go. He’d expected to brood over his negative emotions until he couldn’t sit still any longer and then go fight the gladiator until he could finally process life again. He’d never imagined that he’d be scant inches from the boy he loved and possibly be figuring out that the feeling he’d hidden were reciprocated.

The coarse fabric of the Paladin gloves on his face pulled him from his reverie and he looked back to Lance’s cerulean eyes, the light of the stars painting his face in beautiful contrast. “Stay here with me, fly boy.” Lance whispered, “Is this okay?”

Keith barely dared to breathe, only dipping his head in a bird like nod. He wanted this despite everything, despite knowing that it probably wasn’t the best for Voltron.

It would be messy. Messy and complicated.

But right now…he wanted whatever Lance was willing to give him. He wanted to laugh with Lance, to fight beside him and come back to him at the end of the day.

Keith wanted to be selfish.

“You’re allowed to be happy, Keith.” Lance mumbled, eyes searching Keith’s face, “And loving something doesn’t make it a weakness.”

“Sharpshooter indeed.” Keith laughed before he leaned in, not giving Lance anytime to question him.

Lance’s lips were warm beneath his own, warm and softer than Keith had imagined. He had frozen in shock for only a moment and Keith made to move back, unease curling in the pit of his stomach.

Had he misread the situation?

He only had that moment before Lance reciprocated with vigor, the hand on his cheek sliding into Keith’s hair. Keith let Lance take the lead after he began to move, content to let someone else be in charge for a moment before he pulled back, Lance’s eyes heavy lidded even as he grinned bright enough to blind.

“I guess that answers that question.” Lance hummed, “We do make a good team.”

“You do remember!” Keith hissed, pulling back to look at Lance accusingly.

Lance scampered to his feet, finger gunning as he backed out of the room, almost daring Keith to chase after him.

Keith could do nothing else but follow, the waters of his troubles falling away, if only for a little bit.

Lance had that effect on him.

#holyshitiwritefanfiction #song prompts #voltron #vld #klance #laith #angst #first kiss #cuties #i love these boys so much

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