#Sooner or later it'll start showing on her face and that's it

[oculusxcaro]

When Khare's mutation advances to the point that it can no longer be hidden, she will straight up vanish off the face of the earth, quitting her job at Pauli's Diner with a quick phonecall before abandoning her apartment in the dead of night. Everything she owns will be left behind in a hurry, other than the few items that could identify her which will promptly be destroyed and dumped into Gotham Bay before she heads deep into the sewers, only daring to venture out on rare occasions for the things she needs until she can no longer pretend she's even human.

[tacticaldiary]

Frayed Stitches Don't Hold

A Fighting Chance Pt.2

Pairing: Simon 'Ghost' Riley x Reader

Genre: It's a surprise, wouldn't wanna spoil the ending

"I love you," She whispers when he sags against her, his shoulders hunching inwards. "I will always love you, "When she gently pushes him back with a hand to his chest he goes, levels eyes so pained with hers it nearly knocks her breath away.

"But I can't love you right now." She finishes anyway, her throat thick with tears. "And I think you can't love me the way you want either."

Part 1, Masterlist

The first few days are good.

They're so good, she feels her heart stitching together with every 'I love you', every bouquet of flowers, and every night spent together. He's determined to show her that he means it, that he can fix it all if it means he gets to stay. If it means she stays.

Mornings, afternoons and nights all spent together, it almost feels like when they first started dating.

But then there's a phonecall.

During one of their movie nights, Simon's phone rings that special ringtone they both know well. He loosens a sigh, kisses her forehead and excuses himself, assuring her he'd be back in a second.

And he is. He is back a few moments later but even as she's pressed against him, head on his chest, his mind is somewhere else. She can feel it, feel that he's thinking about what Price had said over the phone.

He's late to bed that day, claiming he needs to call Price back for a moment. "Just a second." He'd said, shutting the door behind him.

The stitching around her heart starts to fray, starts to pull and snap as he starts pulling away again, slipping into his office at randoms times, then coming back out a minute or an hour later like he forgot he's not supposed to be there.

On the 7th day, he doesn't come to bed at all.

                               · · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · ·  

"It's not working." She says at the breakfast table the next day, eyes downcast at the pancakes she'd made the both of them.

The clink of Simon's fork stops, and when she looks up he's staring at her as if waiting for her to elabourate.

"You can't not have noticed." She prods at him, setting her cutlery down. "Simon...it's not working." Picking up her plate, she takes it to the kitchen counter to distract herself from his heavy gaze.

"Well it won't happen overnight." He tries to reason.

"It's been several overnights." She shakes her head, turns to face him. "You're here but you're not here. It doesn't matter what you do, doesn't matter what I do, because you're always going to be back at base."

"I'm right here." He says, frustration creeping into his voice. "I don't understand-"

"You stopped coming to bed. You stopped spending the day with me yesterday. You're in your office again, won't eat meals with me," She tries to get through with him, tries to explain as he gets up and strides over to her.

"Stop-" He says, but it's not with his usual easy confidence.

She shakes her head, keeps pushing on. "It's just like I said. It was good for a while but it'll never stay that way-" His arms wind around her, her back to the kitchen counter,

"It's not like that-"

"It is!" Her eyes sting with tears unshed now. "It is exactly like that, and you know it too! I see the way you look when you come out of your office like you've forgotten! I know you know, Simon, and ignoring it is only going to eat at the both of us!" Tears slip down her face now, and it cracks something deep inside Simon, seeing her so distraught because of him.

She's right. Because of course she is. Price had called with a complication to one of their previous op's and he'd just...he'd started to go back there. He knows, he knows.

"The sooner you accept it the easier it'll-" He kisses her mid-sentence, cutting her off and it's so sweet and filled with more feeling than he could ever articulate.

"It's not working." She whispers against his lips, salty with tears. "Please...please let me go."

His arms tighten around her, and he kisses her harder, tries to convey everything his tongue fails to put into words. How she's the only thing worth fighting for in a word so dreary, that she might be the only source of warmth he's ever felt in his heart since the day he walked into his family's massacre.

That she made him feel alive. She coaxed some of his humanity back, showed him not everything had to be cold and harsh and diciplined.

She brought him back.

But not enough of him.

"I love you," She whispers when he sags against her, his shoulders hunching inwards. "I will always love you, "When she gently pushes him back with a hand to his chest he goes, levels eyes so pained with hers it nearly knocks her breath away. "But I can't love you right now." She finishes anyway, her throat thick with tears. "And I think you can't love me the way you want either."

His eyes are glassy, his jaw tight, but his lips are sealed. No protest, no arguement.

Just miserable acceptance.

"Maybe we can try again if the time is right later." She says softly, runs a hand through his hair and tries to relish the feeling of it for the last time. "If there's nobody else then-"

"There won't be anyone else." Simon rasps, and he sounds so sure and honest, that it makes her heart flutter. "Nobody else, love. It'll always be you."

"I think you're it for me too." She admits. "But not like this." She watches the line of his throat as he swallows hard. "Not right now." Her lips press against his cheek and it's almost too much to bear.

"I love you." He mutters.

"I know." She assures.

"I love you." He repeats almost to himself.

Was this something he was destined for? To see anything and everyone he loved just...leave? Walk away, get murdered in front of him? Something inside him rages in indignation, anger at himself, at the worlds, and all he wants to do is spend a few hours in the base's shooting range-

Oh.

That was the problem, wasn't it?

His instincts were the problem. Most of what he knows is the cool metal of a gun, the blind loyalty of his team and the comfort of a structure he's known since he can remember. Every problem can be solved by a mix of indifference and a pistol, right?

It's the softer part of life he's not used to. The part that expects him to talk and communicate his anger instead of shooting at a cardboard target for an hour until he's cooled down. It wants him to weave a type of softness and understanding into his demeanor that he's not grown up knowing.

It's what she deserves.

And something he needs to teach himself.

With the thought settling like an ache in his bones, all Simon does is press his forehead to her shoulder, arms still around her waist. Her hand rubs soothing circles on his back, one tangled into his hair the way he likes. It's almost funny, isn't he the one who should be comforting her? Isn't she the one that went through the brunt of his ignorance?

But then again, she's always been the better person.

"I'm not stayin' away from you forever." It's Simon who pulls away first, fixes her with a grave but intense look. "I'll come back for you, yeah? Not letting you get away that easy, love."

"I'll count the days." She smiles, watery and flimsy but real.

They stand there in each other's space, breathing, existing for as long as they can, soaking in the second until they have to pull away and face their new reality.

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(9/11/2023)

[stevesbipanic]

Steve's only 25 when it all catches up to him.

It starts off small, things people wouldn't even be able to tell is an early sign of something wrong. Misplacing keys, forgetting which day he has his shifts, what time he's supposed to get Robin. Robin notices though.

Robin knows Steve always keeps his keys on the hook next to Eddie's by the front door, that's where he always finds them, he's not misplacing the keys, he's forgetting the hook exists.

Robin knows Steve has the same shifts every week, they never change because they line up with Eddie's at the record store nearby. Robin knows Steve isn't forgetting what time he's supposed to pick Robin up, he's forgetting Robin moved away a few months ago after she graduated college.

Robin keeps noticing when the kids start calling her because the little things are becoming big things.

Robin notices when Dustin calls and tells her Steve thought he and Suzie were back together, "Like how crazy is that we broke up two years ago, I don't think I've even mentioned her lately."

Robin notices when Lucas calls and tells her Steve asked when his next game was, "The season ended months ago, he came to the finals."

Robin notices when Max calls and whispers softly, "He asked to take me to the skatepark, Robin, I told him I had to help mum. He's forgotten I'm blind Robin."

Robin wished she'd noticed sooner, maybe years ago when Steve was getting knocked around a lot. She wished she'd screamed in the face of those Russians to take her instead. She wished a lot of things when Eddie called her.

"He's in hospital, Birdie, he collapsed at work."

Robin is back in Chicago for the first time since she graduated. She wished she'd visited sooner.

"Do you think the feds are gonna let me go soon, Robbie? I mean it usually doesn't take this long for them to bring me the NDAs."

Robin hopes Steve doesn't notice her eyes going glossy as she runs her fingers through his hair, "Don't worry Stevie, I'm sure they'll be in soon, Dusty is probs just arguing over something in his."

"At least he isn't having to explain he raised a demodog. Did I ever tell you about that Robbie?"

Robin smiles softly, "Yeah but tell me again, don't want to forget any of it."

Eddie gives Robin the gist of what the doctors said, Eddie didn't understand much, a lot of technical words and shit. Too many concussions, more than they knew about most likely. They say it'll probably get worse with no timeframe of how quickly it'll happen, there might be good days, there will be a lot of bad days.

The first bad day comes a week later. Steve barely remembers Eddie, trapped in a time when Eddie was just the kids DM. Eddie sobs in the corridor in Robin's arms. The next day it's like nothing happened and Steve gets discharged. They tell Steve, this time Eddie is the one to comfort him.

"I don't want to forget you Eds."

"It's okay if you do, sweetheart, I'll still be here."

It's Robins idea to start writing everything down. Eddie, Nancy and the kids all help. Filling journals upon journals of stories and pictures of Steve's life to help on the bad days. Steve has to quit his job, Robin moves back to Chicago, they make it work.

On bad days depending on how far back Steve is Dustin or Robin or Eddie will read through the books with him, filling in the gaps of what he needs. On the worst days, Eddie leaves the pile of journals on the bed with a note and waits downstairs to see if Steve will join him later.

They make it work for a few years. Steve celebrates his 30th birthday with perfect clarity. He writes himself an entry in the journal next to a big group picture with Steve and Eddie's matching rings showing.

That July, over a decade since Starcourt, Steve is in hospital again. He'd collapsed at breakfast. Eddie had thought it was going to be one of their good days, Steve had woken up fine, all his memories in tact if a little fuzzy. He'd made them coffee and giggled at Eddie's singing while he made them eggs and just like that it all came crashing down.

Steve's brain is shutting down. They don't know if he'll make it past Christmas. There's more bad days after that. More days with books left on the bed. Most days Steve doesn't even come downstairs. On the good days, Eddie always calls off work. He'd rather be fired than miss a single second of Steve smiling at him like he does, so full of love.

They have Christmas, the whole family comes, they have to bring every chair from around the house and squish in around the table just to fit but it's perfect. Steve sits between Robin and Eddie, face bright and full of love and life. Everyone gives him the tightest hug as the night closes, all lingering, afraid of letting go.

"I love you, dingus."

"I love you too, Robbie."

Later, upstairs in their room, Steve and Eddie go through all the journals, laughing softly at each little note the kids have left. Steve writes his little journal entry, a tradition of good days, and curls into Eddie's arm whispering soft loving words to each other before falling asleep.

Steve never wakes up.

The funeral happens shortly after, all of the family is still in town. Robin holds Eddie afterwards as they go through the journals together. When they get to the last page, they struggle not to smudge the ink with their tears.

Dear Eds and Robbie,

I don't know how many more good days I'm going to get so I'm leaving this here for you now. I love you both so much, you're equally my soulmates and I want you two to look after each other while I'm gone.

Robs, go travelling with Nancy, ok? Thank you for looking after me all these years but it's time for you to go look after yourself. Go see the world for me, tell me all about it wherever I am when you get back.

Eddie, I'm sorry we didn't get as much time as we hoped, I hope you know that even just a day with you has been worth a lifetime with anyone else. Go follow your dreams, write music, perform, show the world how amazing I know you are. I give you full permission to fall in love with whoever you meet along the way, I don't want either of you guys to be alone.

Thank you for giving me a life worth remembering.

Your Dingus,

Stevie

[jellyfishoreo1206]

I really wasn't expecting so many people to like my Mirage x reader so much! I'm glad you guys liked it!

Though this is a rewrite, because I accidentally deleted the original. I'm still a little salty about it but it's whatever

Though there will be a small few changes that aren't updated in the part 1, but nothing much, just how the text will be colored. And some inconsistent POV changes

Y/N-Pink

Mirage-Blue

Noah-Orange

But anyway, here's part two!

Part one is here btw

Meeting Mirage ;)

Warnings: Suggested drug usage, language

"So is there a reason why we're walking instead of taking your car?" Currently right now, Y/N, who was about to go to bed several minutes ago, is now walking the empty streets of Brooklyn with Noah right beside her. And in addition of that, a blindfold for some reason that she's still trying to figure out. It was nearly midnight and this man literally just told her he had something important to show her. Many questions asked, and no answers yet.

He just kept responding with, 'you'll see when we get there', which is slowly starting to tick her off. And to make it just a little worse, she's still in her PJ's, a black tank top, some baggy white sweatpants that aren't even hers, and some worn out spiderman slippers. And it's fucking cold.

"It's close by, not even that long of a walk."

"It better be, because I swear to God Noah if whatever you're about to show me is something stupid I'm going to fucking kick you."

"I swear it's not."

"Also why did it have to be at night? Why not early in the morning?!"

"Because it couldn't wait until early in the morning!"

"Mhm, yeah right. You didn't even let me have time to put on a jacket. It's fucking cold."

"It's summer."

"You know how cold I am naturally!"

"Wouldn't be surprised if you were a lizard."

"Maybe I am, maybe I'm just befriending you so I can slowly take over humanity! Maybe so I can lick all the things I want without getting weird looks from people because it'll all be lizards!"

It was quiet for a moment, before the pair started to laugh at the comment. Sometimes they can't take each other seriously. It's always one of the two that makes the most random comments to ever been said.

"I'll get you some of those croissant thingys from that bakery you like. As a, 'Sorry for dragging you out of your apartment to show you something' apology."

"You better, you mother fucker...and bring some milk too."

"You're the only person I know that likes milk as a beverage."

"Hey! You can make all kinds of shit out of milk! It's not weird to like it as a beverage. Hell, you were drinking it out of your mother once!"

"Never say that sentence ever again."

Sooner or later, they finally arrived at their destination. With the jingling of keys, Noah unlocks a door before gently pulling her into the building. She was immediately hit with the smell of oil, the fumes of paint, and the smell of gas. Wherever they are, Y/N's guessing they're in Noah's garage.

Now, Noah was nervous, the whole entire time they walked here, he was fidgeting with his finger every so often. He fears how his best friend will react to Mirage, and hoping, hoping it's a good reaction. Though, it might be a small chance, but that's not stopping him from praying to the point someone passing by will probably think he's a little crazy.

"Heyyy you're back! And you brought the pretty lady too~" Now Y/N wasn't expecting another person to be here. She thought it would just be the two of them. Not that she was complaining, maybe this important thing needed someone to look after it so it wouldn't break or something.

Though in reality, it's a huge 12ft robot chilling on the floor, waiting for the both of them. But she doesn't know that. Yet.

"Y/N, I want you to me-"

Noah was cut off by Mirage, a pout on his face as he crosses his arms. "Nu uh man! Lemme have this one!" He quickly clears his throat, with a flirtatious smirk replacing that pout in seconds.

"The names Mirage, bonita~ But you can call me yours~" There was a playfulness in his tone, and to Y/N, he seemed very confident and outgoing. Maybe a little flirty, but that's fine with her. Though he does sound rather young, maybe around the same age as Noah? (I don't know how old he is, but I'm guessing maybe around 19-21, also reader is like 6 years older than Noah) And what a strange name, maybe it's a nickname he likes to go by.

"That's the most cheesiest line I've ever heard in my entire life." Y/N let's a chuckle slip through, snapping out of her little mind rant, a small smile making it's way onto her lips.

"Hey I spent a good amount of time on that! Plus, it's not that cheesey.."

"..Was that too cheesey?"

"Dude you're the one who came up with it, not me."

"But you're supposed to be my wingman here! I scratch your back, you scratch mine." There was a small stare down between the two, before Noah sighed.

"...okay maybe it was a little too cheesey-"

"I may not be able to see, but you guys are horrible at whispering."

Y/N was still standing somewhat next to Noah, arms crossed over her chest as she waited for their so called secret conversation to be over with. All the things she wants do is to go to sleep and enjoy her day-off the next day. That's all she asks for.

"Anyway, what's that important thing you wanted to show me, Noah?" She goes to remove the blindfold, but was stopped by a frantic Noah holding her wrists in a soft, but firm, grip.

"Shit! S-Sorry, it's just.." Noah sighs out in frustration, letting go of Y/N's wrists. "I gotta tell you something before I show you the thing." Said woman raised her brow at Noah's behavior. Now's she getting a little worried for what the hell Noah might show her.

"It's.. It's not something illegal, right?"

"No!" He pauses for a few seconds, "At least I don't thin-"

"NOAH-??"

"Right. So, uh, I think it's best if you just..see for yourself?"

"Why do you sound so unsure." Finally glad to be able to take off the damn fabric, Y/N looks at her surroundings, blinking rapidly to adjust her eyes. Her suspicions of being in Noah's garage was correct. But what she wasn't expecting was a huge metal being sitting in the middle of the room, optics on her with a mischievous smile on his face.

"Hey~"

It takes a few seconds before her mind could catch up, her expression blank. When the scene in front of her processed completely, she immediately turned around, walking towards the door with fast and hurried steps.

"Nope. Nu-uh. Not dealing with this shit tonight. Fuck this shit. I'm out. Peace. Adíos. Goodbye forever. So lon-"

"Y/N wait c-come back!"

"And I will walk 500 miles, and I'll walk 500 more-" Grabbing onto the handle, she tries to open it. Only thing was the door jammed repeatedly. "Fucking shit."

"Ouch, they never treated E.T like this." He pouts, dramatically putting the back of his hand to his forehelm. Now he was kind of expecting her to scream or least for her to faint, but this reaction was more amusing.

"Just let me, uh, us explain-!" Noah forcefully put himself between Y/N and the door, holding out his arms so she wouldn't try to go around. A staredown ensues.

"Please..?" Shrugging his shoulders a little with an unsure smile on his face, his attempt to make himself as convincing as possible. With a sigh, she nods, backing away from the door with slight hesitation. Turning back to the robot in question, Mirage has a bubbly smile on his face, optics lighting up.

"There you go! I ain' gonna hurt you," The mech coos teasingly. "Quite a show you put up though, ever thought of doing stand-up comedy?"

Y/N was still a bit tense, looking at the bot in caution. She doesn't even know what to do in a kind of situation like this. Hell, what do you even do in a kind of situation like this?

But despite that, Noah seems to know, Mirage was his name? He seems to know him pretty well, from how well Noah and him seem to get along. It actually explains a lot of things, that you didn't realize until then. How Noah seemed to be very secretive whenever it came to his garage, and seemed to be somewhat cautious whenever someone looks through his things.

"It's okay mami, you can admire this handsome face as long as you like~" Mirage's flirtatious voice broke you out of your mind ramble, a blush covering your face in an instant. You spaced out without realizing it.

"S-shit my bad."

"Heyy, it's alright~ Not often you come across a face like this!" He sticks his glossa out, making a peace sign with his servos as he winks at her. It, oddly made him cute. A small chuckle comes out of the woman, posture now slightly relaxed a little more, but still tense. Thinking this was a dream, she goes to pinch her arm as hard as she can, but no it's no dream. Maybe she had to much edibles before going to bed, and she was just in the streets all sluggish and her mind is throwing delusions at her, just for entertainment. Like a jester of sorts.

But she ran out of edibles 3 days ago, so that's most likely not the reason why.

Like promised, Noah and Mirage explained what, where, who, and why he was on Earth. And that there's more of him. And that they can transform into cars. And he demonstrated this, by transforming into a car himself. The Frankenstein car you were inside not longer than a week ago.

Now the dots were finally connecting.

She continues to ask him a variety of questions, each of which ranging from how long he's been on Earth, why he choose a Porsche to be his alt mode (to which he responded with, "A cool guy like me needs to have a pretty cool alt to go along with it" followed by a flirtatious wink), and how many other people know about his existence. By know your shoulders are less tense, posture completely relaxed as she continues a conversation with (mainly Mirage) the two of them.

And Mirage, being the big flirt he is, kept throwing pick-up lines whenever the chance showed itself, accompanied by a wink and a cute smirk. Each one making you a little flustered.

Eventually Noah had to leave, because apparently Kris never went to sleep in the first place, to busy to defeat Bowser. He knew because Kris accidentally blew his cover via walkie-talkie. So now it's just you and Mirage, all alone in the garage.

It felt somewhat awkward, but Mirage always found a way to break the silence of everything.

"So how'd you meet my boy?"

"His mom, she was a co-worker of mine a few years ago, and decided to invite me over to her house to meet her kids."

"And what, you guys hit it off there?"

Y/N let's out a small chuckle, shaking her head. "Not exactly. He was a little nervous at the start. We only started talking when I offered to babysit Kris." And the conversation continued on from there, leaking into the early hours of the morning.

Mirage knew he wanted to know and see more about the human, she's just so pretty and fascinating! And her reactions and little faces she makes are so cute to him, make him wanna squeeze her little cheeks. His tanks are filled with the fluttery feeling again, the more they talk, the more it increases. Now he knew when to take risks, and this is one of them definitely. He knows he wants to see more of her, to keep talking with her. Just makes his spark go absolutely crazy.

So why not ask her out?

Alright Mirage, you can do this, my man! Don't let that nervous feeling pull you down. C'mon c'mon c'mon! When will you get another chance like this ever again?

After giving himself a small prep talk, Mirage finally asks. "Hey you wanna go to the drive-ins sometime tomorrow? I'd love to keep seeing that pretty face of yours more~" A wink following with a smirk. His confidence was all over the place, and his spark was beating rapidly, like it's going to come out of his chassis. Obviously it wasn't shown on his face, but internally he was a nervous wreck.

You were somewhat taken off-guard by his question, a blush covering your cheeks. Is he asking you out on a date? I mean, he could be asking to hang out more, but his various flirtatious comments and compliments thrown at you made you think otherwise.

Now that she thinks about, he's actually a lot better than any person she's been in a relationship with. He's actually makes her laugh, is nice and gentle, a good listener, and overall quite comfortable to be around with. And he's quite a cutie and handsome one too..fuck it.

"Sure. What time, handsome~?" The mech perked up at her response, optics lighting up. "How 'bout sometime at 7? I know a pretty good spot~"

"Then it's a date." Oh how that word made his spark flutter. He does a little dance and fists his hand in the air for his small victory, Y/N laughing a little at his antics. Her cheeks hurt so much from smiling so much. She's pretty excited for tomorrow's drive-in now.

When Mirage finally settles down, she beckons him down to be at her level, a small mischievous smile on her face. Confused, he does so, couching down until becoming face to face with her smiling face.

Warm lips peck his metal cheek, his optics widening in surprise at the bold gesture, a blue blush makes itself known on his face. The warmth spreading through his entire body as a shiver goes up his backstruts. Now he's for sure his spark might just beat out his chassis. She can practically hear it!

"Something for you to think about until tomorrow~ Goodnight Mirage~" And with that, she leaves the garage, a big smile on her face as she makes her way home, ready to finally crash into her bed and excited for the night tomorrow.

Mirage was left crouching in the garage, a surprised look still of his face, still trying to process what had just happen. His look of shock then quickly shifted to a look of giddiness, letting out a victory whoop as he tries to calm his beating spark.

"Man, what a woman!" And he cannot wait to see her again.

[bronx-bomber87]

First off thank you much for the lovely response to my last thoughts. I was very nervous about posting and got a lot of good replies, notes and reblogs. This fandom is the best. I think it's important to see both sides and I wanted Tim's to be represented in a way that gave insight without condoning what he'd done. (Cause our boy done messed up.) So giving a little of myself achieved that I believe.

I didn't know a ton about this ep cause I’m a square who stays away from spoilers haha So let’s get started.

6x08 Punch Card

Ugh my heart Tim got a reminder for Lucy’s Bday. Instant heart stomping already….I love that he had a reminder set up though. Making sure he would't forget. I’m crying already. Even though I'm so very sad. I love that he had this setup. When the elevator opens the amount of tension is palpable. Something felt very wrong. Good thing Tim was lost in his Lucy moment or he would've picked up on this sooner.

Poor Tim just wants to explain himself to Mad Dog. To explain what happened. The man is not in a place to receive it and we see later why. That look said it all though when Mad Dog departs. When Dr. London said she just took the wrong elevator my red flag gut was going off.

Now that I've see the episode as a whole I can see Dr. London's play here. She seems to use flirting as a defense mechanism all her own. To protect herself and manipulate those around her. I mean they brought her flirt fest with Aaron in the recap back for a reason I think. She's worried Tim read into something about her interaction with Mad Dog. I mean Tim is clearly upset about seeing him and she uses that to deflect attention off herself. My off meter definitely was kicking on with her. Especially with how flirty she was being I didn't like it.

Now some may see Tim's response as him flirting back but I think he's investigating her. Also he's being a little sassy because he's not comfortable with her doing therapy outside the office. I mean his face when he leaves that elevator is not of a man who just flirted. It's one who is one still hurting and two his cop gut is going off but he isn't sure why....He seems conflicted by what just went down in that elevator. Just like us he was feeling off about her.

This scene was very cute with Grey. I loved him anointing her to be a T.O. LOL Also once again showing the faith he has in Lucy. To train Celina and know she would do a good job. I was excited for this opportunity for her. For her to tap into leadership. Honestly it shouldn't have taken this long for Lucy to get to show her chops with this.

Tim is so busy trying to delete his Lucy reminder he runs into the physical version of it without realizing. Andddddd it’s still awkward af between them. How could It not be? No communication between them so naturally it is. Stilted awkwardness. Lucy got out of there so fast. Even with Tim making the all powerful joke. Trying to make it less awkward. Ow. Couldn't get away fast enough. The way he watches her go. *sigh* Like he's watching his entire heart depart the room.

This hurts you guys. No matter how much I know it’ll be ok at some point this hurts to watch. Grey not pulling any punches noting how very awkward that was. Tim telling him that's actually better than it's been....Makes me wonder how much time has passed between 6x07 and now. Wade not caring that's progress to Tim. He is not messing around....

Just wants Tim to fix is ASAP cause of the team dynamic. He's not wrong. Man isn't wrong. Rarely if ever is. Saying if Tim can't there’s gonna be a transfer and it won’t be Lucy….I mean I LOVE Grey siding with Lucy on this one. Not a doubt in his mind if it shakes out that way it'll be Tim. That being said just hearing that. Ugh. Deep anxiety pit of my stomach. And of course it would be friggin North Hollywood. That damn station been haunting them since S2. Looming over them ready to take one of them away.

Lucy being Celina’s T.O .for the day I love it. She is so excited to be her leader even if it's just for this shift. Just wants to 'Invest in her success.' You know Lucy's leadership is pretty damn identical to how I am with my team. While I am mostly Tim there are pieces of Lucy in me as well. I related to her style of leadership quite a bit.

Aaron and Tim in the surveillance van is hilarious. Their dynamic has always entertained me. I truly adore these two goobers together. Tim is trying so hard to keep his shit together. Aaron dying of ask him if he finds it hard to surveil his old team for an OP? Tim of course gives him the company line. Doing what he is told without complaint. Pulling out some S1 Tim with that reply my love.

Tim then telling him he needs a stronger deodorant LOL It's too funny. What a boring assignment for them both. Tim went from running that entire team. Doing ops and making decisions on the fly to this….Also Aaron being too distracted by his deodorant comment to pay attention is the most Aaron thing ever haha

What I love the most about Lucy with Celina is her correcting without crushing her confidence. Once again reminding me of myself when I'm correcting my work kids on stuff. She is kind but confident in her assessment of what she did wrong in this moment. Celina receiving it well because she handles it this way. Lucy out here crushing it already with zero T.O. training. Just going off instinct and what she would want if she was a newbie still. Once again her and I very alike.

Oh Tim getting that reminder again. *heart clutch.* Sigh my boy. Aaron offering to turn it off for him. I love that he was gonna have it remind him through out the day. Pre-breakup Tim clearly didn't want to forget. Wanted to make sure he not only knew it was but to make sure to make a big deal of it. That's just an assumption on my part but man would've wanted to do that. it's the way he has 'TOMORROW.' Wanting to make sure he didn't forget such an important day. *screams into a pillow.* Aaron asking if he’s gonna get her anything? I’m sure he had stuff in mind. But yeah bad form indeed…

Tim’s sweet smile when he finds out what Aaron got her. Knowing how perfect of a gift that would be for her. That sweet knowing smile makes me wanna weep a bit. He knows his girl so well. Lot of sadness attached to the smile though. 'Can I ask why ya’ll split up?' 'No.' LMAO Took it too far Aaron....You're lucky you got that much good sir.

This scene with Mad Dog hurt my heart for Tim. No matter how wrong he was for what he did I still hate seeing this. This was what I was worried about with him working with Metro. Picking at the wounds he hasn’t even begun to heal about how he left. I knew him making notes on the OP was going to come back and bite him in the ass. Watching all his repercussions is painful to see I have to say. Knowing what we know about Mad Dog later I think that's part of why he goes off on Tim. Doesn't make it any easier to watch though...

Friggin Love Lucy being a BAMF in this episode. Especially in this moment. When she once again corrects but doesn't crush Celina about her gun. It's the way she guides Celina and has control over every situation they encounter in this ep. Proving herself a worthy teacher and leader. Also she was a better teacher to Celina in one episode than Nolan has been her entire career. Dude is a stinker of a T.O. It shows in how Celina makes basic mistakes Lucy had down pat long before this time in her rookie year.

Too bad Lucy can't finish out her training and Nolan is booted. But that'll never happen nothing sticks to that man. Not since S3 premiere. The rules and repercussions are rubber and he's glue. What doesn't stick to him does to everyone else... Grey should really evaluate his teaching skills. But that'll never happen. But she deserves a better teacher than him.

From the minute Tim entered the room something seemed very wrong. From the way Mad Dog was just expecting Tim to flog him. Like he wanted Tim to ream him out for how the OP went down. Also how Mad Dog seemed nervous af to see Dr London. I mean look at that man above. He is scared shitless she is there to see him. The way he watches her though out the scene. Especially when she leaves.

Tim's cop gut is going off like crazy when she enters the room. Wondering how the hell she even know about this? He seems to take her answer at face value because honestly its pretty good considering it's a bold faced lie. Tim once again feeling like something is very off but isn't sure why.

First let me say once again I feel personally attacked by the choice in song once again. lol I couldn't find the song to save my life. The lyrics are *chef kiss.* They're painfully accurate for them both. Think they've been very intentional with their ending music and just in general this season. These lyrics filled me with some hope as well. Jotted down the lyrics since couldn't find the song.

‘When the sun won’t shine and the words don’t rhyme. And there’s mountains you can’t move. Somethings on your mind and it’s been some time-since you felt like you were you. When it all caves in feeling paper thin. And the pain might cut right through.

Oh child, Lift up your head. All this trouble's only gonna last for awhile.’ Yeah we’re gonna be all right oh child. Lift up your head. And the light's gonna find you. When you feel like you ain’t got a friend. And you’re wondering if you ever gonna smile again. Every little thing gonna be ok. I know that you gonna see better days.’ *heart clutch.*

Damn smart of Tim saying happy birthday from Kojo and not him. I’m not crying you are. This was so so sweet. Lucy's reaction to Kojo got me all in my feels. She's so excited to see him. Then that excitement melts into sadness. Because he's an extension of Tim. The way she pet's him and says how much she misses him ugh.

Seems there is a double meaning going on there. We all know despite the hurt how much she misses her person. Tim just standing there only imagining her reaction when Kojo makes his way back. What a way to bring that sweet boy back in. I'm so happy about it. Tim is respecting her space but couldn’t let her bday go without doing something. Had to let her know her was thinking of her still. The fact that it’s happening in the hallway where so many seminal moments have played out for them.... I wanna cry.

I LOVE that Tim got Kojo to put his little paw in ink for the card. It is so sweet. Their fur baby. He put serious thought and effort into this. This was so well done. Only Melissa and Eric could have chemistry without even seeing each other. This is the first time we've really seen Lucy cry about them. 6x06 she was in complete shock. 6x07 was her processing her thoughts/emotions. She was on the verge of tears but we didn't see her cry. This was first time we've seen her shed tears on screen at least since the break up. Wanna hug her so much. She deserved this card and more. Like a real conversation with him but this is a good start.

She knows this is Tim reaching out without physically doing so. Showing her he still cares. I mean he clearly very much does. You don't put thought and effort in like this if you don't. It's a huge thing for him to do right now. Lucy recognizes the effort in this adorable act. Tim's face after she reads the card. Ripping my damn heart out. The absolute regret splayed all over it. Like it’s finally hitting him what he’s done to her. What he’s lost in the process. He gave up his favorite person. His happy place and just it’s hitting him square in his chest.

Like a freight train that’s run him over. It's the way he shakes his head. Kicking himself. Knowing he hastily threw them away. What a mistake he’s made in his irrational decision making. It’s written all over his beautiful face. He may not fully understand yet why he did it but the regret is evident. Eric be killing me. His face screams all that. Knowing he should’ve been with Lucy for her birthday. Hell probably sharing that bath bomb she brought up with her. Killing me softly. Hurts so good. Damnit writers... This is being handled so well though. So hats off to them. They both needed this moment more than either of them knew.

Mad dog killing himself....jesus H Christ. Poor Tim the last thing he needs is this. It explains why he was extra nasty to Tim though. Tim saw the flaw in his play and freaked the hell out. Also for Tim to see someone he once trusted with his life compromise themselves. Compromise the safety of their own men. Gut punch. And for what? Money? Power? We won't know till more of this unravels. Whatever it is won't be for a good reason. I know Tim hates himself for his mistakes. But those mistakes always had some form of honor attached to them.

He may not see that but I do. Now the op where he got his men killed no but what he did after was honorable. What he did for Mitch came from a honorable place. I just wonder how seeing Mad Dog doing something so very un-honorable is gonna affect him moving forward...Oh my lord I’m so mad about Dr London not because I liked her. But because I didn’t want it to derail Tim’s therapy in any way. The man needs it. Here’s hoping he continues in s7 with someone better.

Everyone was right she’s a dirty birdy. I was just hoping she wouldn’t be. But my ick and uncomfortable factor went WAY up in this ep with her. I knew it was inevitable. It's not that I didn't want to be wrong about her. It's the fact I didn't want this to hurt Aaron and I definitely I didn’t want her to be dirty for Tim that was it. For his therapy and the progress he's made. I hope this doesn’t affect his therapy journey and he can find someone not compromised in S7.

That promo for next week oh my lord….the hug! The hug! "This doesn't change anything." Then pulls him right in like nothing's changed. I will be living there from now on. Or until next week lol Love the Finale being a 2 parter as well. Phew this is gonna be an intense ending to this season. Gonna be chomping at the bit for S7 once it's done I know it. Like the song stated we're gonna see better days. I truly believe that. We got this my lovely fandom. Thank you for always being so wonderfully receptive of these reviews. Appreciate any likes, comments or reblogs that come my way.

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Side notes-non Chenford

Angela shooting Monica down with Wesley. She's an Epic Queen and I adore her.

Dr London is in alliance with Monica. That's super great….cool cool cool……I have a feeling and D and I discussed this earlier. Reminds us of Armstrong. This feels more like a she's been forced into it a situation. Because its obvious she's good at her job.

But the way she freaked out about the cops being hurt clearly shook her. She looked on the verge of tears in Mad Dog's room. So do I think she's a bad person? Unsure at the moment. Do I think she was once a good person who was manipulated into whatever this alliance is? I do. Be interesting to see how her SL unfolds.

[strkie]

new beginnings. clark kent x male, older, reader

you meet the new interns and one in particular catches your eye.

notes. this was honestly put together pretty fast bc i just finished watching the new show! but here ya go!

details. no warnings! only fluff

Working at the Daily Planet has its ups and downs, it's good days and it's bad days, but you're glad to say ever since Lois started to intern there's been more goods than bads. Although you yourself aren't an intern and work quite closely with Perry White as a reporter, she's brought some much needed fresh perspectives to the scene and you two have become quite close friends, but even you knew she was hitting the "killer robot" idea a little too hard. You cautioned her not to bring it up, or at least be more careful with her intern title, but even you couldn't nail the point down in her mind. Part of the reason why you enjoy being around her so much, but you knew she was getting on Perry's nerves, so let's just say you weren't surprised when Perry didn't take. The doughnuts were a new addition, though.

You grab a pink frosted one, atop the boxes written in a neat hand writing "take as much as you want!" You immediately recognize it as a stranger's, and the vague reminder that there are two new interns coming in today swells in your mind. Since the break room is empty, you fill your coffee and head back to your quite cluttered desk, but before you can reach it you hear the high noise of Lois' voice talking to someone else. Curiosity killed the cat, but you walk over to the commotion.

"It'll be fun, c'mon!" And that doesn't sound like a good idea.

You rear the corner and see her with two other young men, your doughnut and coffee cup in hand as they notice your new presence. Lois squeaks and falters, recalling your insistence on not to do the story, but regains herself and beams at you. You eye the two men curiously, boys more like, and watch as they immediately recognize you for the renowned reporter you are. You push that aside and grin softly at them, remembering your days as an intern and how hard it can be.

"Y/N, just the man I wanted to see!" Lois says, bouncing over to you. "This is Jimmy and Clark, the new interns!"

"Nice to meet you." You smile at them, nodding your full hands as if in a handshake. Jimmy wobbles and sputters as he blabbers about "Y/N L/N? The reporter Y/N L/N?" but your eyes catch the blue of Clark's.

Being a bit older, you can see the obvious physical cues of his breath stunting when you lock eye contact, a subtle red blush coming to his face. You tilt your head a bit, analyzing him with a calm nonchalance, admitting to yourself that he is very attractive and (a bit more begrudgingly) taller than you, despite the difference being subtle. As Lois begins to talk about how they were just leaving, you wink at him with a more confident grin, making his face flush more and his eyes to look away in shyness. You almost laugh at the endearment of him, but focus back on Lois instead.

"We were just grabbing... coffee! You know, that new place down the street?" Its obviously a lie, but you know you can't stop her at this point, and just give her a knowing look.

"Just be careful, you three." You say deeply, and Lois seems to thank you with a small nod. You meet Clark's eyes again, smirking. "Nice meeting you two, I'm sure I'll see you around!"

Turns out sooner comes rather than later as only a mere few hours go by with you writing a document when the interns burst through the door and straight to Perry's office. Probably not a good sign. You lean against the doorway, watching keenly as Lois tries to convince Perry to make the story, but the man is practically fuming. Seeing a break in conversation just before Perry is about to fire them, steam almost coming out his ears, you speak up.

"Just give them one more chance, Boss. They can do it." You stand up for them, making them all turn to you. While not looking at him, you can feel Clark's thoughtful gaze on you. Perry only huffs, but eventually gives in.

"They better." He mutters after their dismissed, Lois following you to your desk with the camera. Clark and Jimmy follow her, and you feel the sense she probably didn't even show them around the building yet, but you only shake your head affectionately.

"Look, there's a Superman now!" Showing you blurry pictures that you can't make out, she's still excited about it so you won't damper it. As she begins to talk about the robots and the flying man, your eyes find Clark's once again with a gentle laugh.

"Superman, huh? Cute." You chuckle, not wavering off Clark, watching at he blushes more harshly at the word "cute." Cute indeed.

[simp999]

A New Home Ch. 34

Various! Splatoon Manga x Skilled! Isekai'd! Reader

Wc: 1k

A/N: sorry chat ww uh go read some past chapters for comfort idk

Warnings: Agressive language (swearing), abusive past significant other.

A/N 2: you can avoid reading this part if you think it'll make you uncomfortable,- it's just backstory and doesn't pertain to the story too much.

Back to the start! Previous Next

With a heavy heart, you arrived home and helped Milo make supper for the family. The night went by slowly with Milo's sister on your mind, but recognizing that he didn't seem as heavily affected by it anymore did help soothe you.

That night, you all fell asleep watching a movie; you in Milo's arms while he petted your tentacles. It was difficult not to fall asleep with how gentle he was- he must've had lots of experience.

The following day, Tasha was cleaning her weapon when you noticed a furrow in her brow. She then quietly said that she would be going to stop by Sheldon's today. Ah, she must have noticed a scratch or something. Either way, you figured it would be a good opportunity to spend time with her, so you asked if you could tag along. With a soft nod, she told you when she'd be leaving. Sooner rather than later- she'd rather fix her weapon as quickly as possible. You figured you'd get your weapon checked too while you were there. Seemed convenient.

It didn't take long before the two of you left the house, Tasha making sure not to scratch her weapon further. She held it close on the subway.

Maybe today you'd get to find out why she took such good care of the thing- if a reason at all. You're sure there had to be one, though.

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You gave your weapon to Sheldon when you arrived, and he seemed shocked.

"The ink isn't fully going through! How have you been battling like this?"

... you've been at a disadvantage this whole time? He compared it to missing multiple Ink Saver abilities- it was really confusing.

Finally, Tasha carefully handed Sheldon her E-liter, pointing out the scratch he had to buff out. With a pleasant smile on his face while he analyzed the weapon, he said;

"Pristine as ever, Natasha! I admire your dedication to your weapon! If only others were as diligent as you..."

You noticed how Sheldon was looking at you when he said that, and you looked away out of embarrassment. Well, hey- you're sure Leo was much worse; you once caught him using nail polish to repaint a scratch on his dualies after dropping them.

"...Told you not to call me that." She quietly replied.

The two of you left Ammo Knights shortly, making your way to the lobby. It was a hot day, that blazer of Tasha's was probably way too warm. She was about to take it off when you caught her freeze in place.

She appeared terrified. You followed her gaze- and it was at some octoling boy. His tentacles stood out- a sort of mohawk fashion going backwards. He toyed with his Nautilus 47. He wore a wicked smile on his face. His eyes were closed and his sharp teeth showed. He sat next to what you assumed was his twin; a matching forward mohawk and a big frown. An octobrush sat next to him. The first one- the smiley one had pink tentacles, the second, frowny, had blue. The first laughed like a hyena as some girl he sat with told a joke, his arm around her with a seemingly painfully tight grip.

..he seemed like he was holding her hostage. Damn.

You looked back at Tasha and she seemed to cower even further as she stared at him. She held her weapon with shaky hands- wait, Tasha? With shaky hands? What the hell happened between these two?

The two of you had to walk by them to get to the Subway. You slowly tried to reach for her back, gently rubbing circles as you guided her, placing yourself between her and the twins.

But you were still noticed. You suppose she does stand out a bit with her height.

The pink-tentacled one stood up.

"Hey there sweetheart! S' been a while, love. How ya been?"

He got much too close, breath mixing with hers. She held her weapon even closer. She kept her head down. His hand left her shoulder when she flinched and she quickly tried to walk off, and you heard him mumble under his breath; "Tch. Bitch. Got what you deserved anyways."

Her hand shook as she held it in front of her mask on the subway. She was still frozen and you could see her tearing up.

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You trailed behind her as she rushed to her room. Despite what you may assume, she continued to hold your hand. She needed company. She didn't want to be left alone.

She took her mask off as she shook. She was so vulnerable.

That's right. Her scars.

Wait... is that how she got those?

What the hell did that asshole do?!

Sobs wracked her body as you held her free hand, her other thumb rubbing her weapon, soothing her.

Once you offered her a soft hug, and you got her to breathe properly again, she began to explain. You wiped her tears as she went on.

"My weapon malfunctioned once and only once. The night I ran away from him.

...the night he gave me these scars.

I couldn't defend myself."

You looked at her with sympathy, and rubbed your thumb over the palm of her hand to soothe her. You stood up once again and held her head close to your chest, resting your chin on her head as you pet her tentacles.

Milo heard from Leo that the twins were in the square. Trav n' Marx. Milo put two and two together and raced down to Tasha's room to try to comfort her. He wrapped her in a blanket and quickly let his motherly instincts take over.

According to all you've gathered, she had an abusive boyfriend.

Tasha of all people.

Goes to show it can happen to anyone.

Poor girl...

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Mar.26,24

Next Part

[nogenderbee]

Hi! I just discovered your blog and I love it so much! I was wondering if you could do Rui, Tsukasa, Emu, Shizuku, and Minori with a reader that has a hard time showing emotion and expressing themself due to a rough childhood? You can think of it like a Mafuyu situation where she was forced to be perfect and therefore locked her true emotions away in order to please everybody. Thanks in advance!

Of course! I don't know if you meant that reader also hides their true self so I choosed that they don't! Feel free to tell me if you had something different in mind tho... And of course I hope you enjoy this! <3

Minori, Shizuku, Tsukasa, Emu, Rui with reader who hardly shows emotions

TagList: @bleachtheidiot @yulikesminori @qwnelisa @alicewinterway18 @kuzui5201314 @indi-has-fallen @vodka-glrl

⊱ Minori started or be worried when she first met you and when she noticed that you weren't fully able to express yourself... but of course she didn't wanted to come off as mean by asking you personal questions like that

⊱ but when you became close, it kinda had to be out sooner or later and when it is, you can only expect her to comfort you as well as she can

⊱ when she first heard about your back story, she was running in circles around her house gathering items like blanket, sweets, comfort books/shows/music just so she can give you them in hopes to make you feel better

"Ah! YN, don't worry! I got you blanket, your favorite snack, drink, movie, song, book, comfy pillow and ud you need something more just tell me! It'll be alright, I promise! You need to believe in better tomorrow!"

⊱ but of course, beside comforting she also wants to help you however she can!

⊱ she's most likely to get and show you around her interests and places she likes in hopes that something will move your heart a little bit

⊱ as for your rough childhood... she really wanted to just go and talk with your parents but she stopped herself, not wanting bad opinion...

⊱ but if it were to come back... she may not insult them or anything but she'll definitely try her best to help you somehow! Key word... try... she's a bit too soft for this...

⊱ Shizuku is very caring but also pretty blunt... but she does notice that you're not smiling very often...

⊱ so of course she decides to ask you about it and she's both soft and straightforward with her question to you

⊱ if you tell her, that's when she realizes she needs to help her partner and make you smile again! She doesn't know where to start tho so she'll ask you for any kind of clues you may have

"Maybe something that made you happy as a child? Or something that recently made you feel warm on your chest?"

⊱ and now it's up to you if you decide to tell her about reason for your difficulty to express yourself but if you do, she'll listen calmly and give you comforting back rubs

⊱ and now with all those clues you gave her, she'll do her best to help you out! She'll start from little and simple things but will move onto more extreme things or anything she thinks might make you feel something

⊱ as for how she feels about your parents after discovering what they did... she's a bit upset at them and she decides to give you all the comfort and support you could need herself!

⊱ Tsukasa often tried putting smile on your face so of course he noticed quite quickly that all his tries failed... but he decided to not give up and eventually will even ask you about it

⊱ when you tell him you have trouble showing emotions, he became frozen... and that's when he made it his goal to help you with it!

⊱ he started with all his favorite things, then his sister's, then his friends and late, he started even asking strangers! So it's safe to say he tried or suggested to try every activity he could think of

⊱ but if everything fails... he disagrees to give up and finally decides to have a talk with you about it, he didn't wanted to be presistant but he sees no other choice...

"Hey, YN... I don't want to force you to anything so you don't have to answer but... is there something that I'm missing? Is there something more behind your difficulty to express yourself?"

⊱ if you decide to tell him, he somehow gets you... and of course if you still live with your parents, he'll try to hangout with you as often as he can so you can take your mind off them and maybe that'll help?

⊱ there's also a chance he'll be less friendly to your parents... he won't be completely mean to them but he may be a bit more cold than he's to most people

⊱ Emu definitely noticed your lack of showing emotions almost immidietly, and when she greeted you with "Wonderhoy" she only was more sure of that

"Y/N! Wonderhoy!"

"Won...der...hoy?"

"Yes! But say it witch true smile, Y/N! C'mon!"

"Wonderhoy..."

"Eeek!! Just like Miss Asahina..."

⊱ yeah that situation scared her... but when you two eventually got close she was trying to make you smile but it always had this strange feeling to it

⊱ so of course when you got even closer, she tried and tried but eventually decided to talk with you and now it's up to you if you decide to tell her~

⊱ if you don't, she'll continue trying to make you laugh, smile or anything just like she did

⊱ if you do though, she'll immidietly try to comfort you by putting performacne using few of her plushies and acting with them

⊱ she also thinks of more creative ways to make you smile and if she got at least a small grin from you, she'll think of something related to just that thing to get even better reaction!

⊱ I know I'm repeating but he IS very observant! So he immidietly picked on the fact you have problems while expressing emotions, maybe not on full emotionless but it's always something!

⊱ now, he won't approach this topic himself so the only way he can know that for sure is by you telling him

⊱ and when you do tell him, he'll make sure to make a note about everything that made you show even a bit of emotions, be it positive or negative, it's always something!

⊱ and with those little notes, he'll try to think of something similar but to also cause bigger reaction from you

"Hey darling, would you mind coming here for a second? I think my newest invention is ready to be tested~ And it has to be tasted by no one else than you!"

⊱ as for what caused that... he'll listen if you decide to tell him but don't expect him to stay calm. He's absolutely pissed off at your parents for what they did to you

⊱ so if you still live with them, he'll tell you that he'll be happy to have you her whenever and for as long as you want. You don't even need to ask him for permission as his answer always will be positive!

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[k-nayee]

Contact Names jjk + pjm + myg

wc: 3.7k

Dreamer M.List

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recap

"𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐄! Can you come here right quick?"

A few moments pass before he finally stumbled into the living room as you stare at him with a smile. "What happened?"

"Oh nothing~" you flutter your eyelashes causing his eyes to narrow in suspicion, "I was just wondering if I could see your phone real quick."

The room goes quiet as he continues to observe you for a few moments. "And why would I do that?"

Your smile brightens even more at the question. Picking up the thin book, you walk over to him and reveal the page.

"I just want to know what you have for my contact name, that's all. I'll even show you mines if it'll make you feel better....so how 'bout it?"

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JUNGKOOK

Jungkook's eyes widen at your words. "Wait...you talking about that article with the contact name shit?"

You stare at him for a few moments before slowly nodding in agreement.

"Hell yes," bouncing on his feet in excitement, he runs out of the room with a big smile.

"Wai-where are you going?!"

"I'm finna go start some shit up!"

Shaking your head at his childish behavior, you sit down on the couch to finish reading the magazine.

Minutes passed before Jungkook finally appeared in the room once more, this time with a mischievous grin.

"What did you do now?"

He covers his mouth with a snicker. "I may or may not have started something between Jimin and his girl."

"Really dude?! You need to stop going into other people business. Sooner or later it's gonna come to bite ya in the ass."

His eyes roll at your warning. "You know, she said the exact same thing. But we both know ain't nothing gonna happen to me."

"Uhh hmm, yeah. If you say so." You go back to reading the article only to stop when a phone was placed in front of you.

"...What are you doing?"

"You want to see your contact name on my phone right? Give me your phone and I'll give you mine."

With a shrug of your shoulders, you hand it to him. A moment passes before you look at the screen with furrowed eyebrows.

"Jungkook?"

"Yeah?"

"Who the hell is Sunnie?"

He freezes at your question, a sheepish grin appearing on his face. "Sunnie Sunnie?"

"Who else do you think is named Sunnie in your phone?"

"Okay...you remember that girl I bought with me to last year's Thanksgiving? Before we actually got together and were just friends?"

You look at him with narrowed eyes. "Yeah...I gave her my Cosmopolitan magazine since you were ghosting her throughout the entire dinner."

"Yeah, so-wait," He does a double-take at your words, "you were the one who introduced her to that?"

"Um...yeah I did."

"So it was your fault for causing that shit to happen!"

"Excuse me?"

"Don't be acting all innocent when you were the one who caused it! Do you know how long I had to deal with her coming after me because of some messy ass article talking about how to fix a relationship or when you need to establish a connection with bae? Months ____...I had to deal with it for months!"

Rolling your eyes at his accusation, you give back his phone. "What's this gotta do with me? She was your girlfriend, not mine."

"She gave me head one time! That was the farthest we went. Hell, we were never in a relationship to begin with! Ever since you got her hooked on that shit she's been trying to get us together. You need to call her and fix this mess right now."

"And? Is it my fault that you never manned up to tell her the truth? Am I the one who had taken her to family dinners and shit? No! So don't be coming at me for your mistakes."

He stares at you with a chuckle of disbelief.

"What?"

"I just find it funny how you're all laid back now, but if you found me in bed with her you'll turn serious."

Your eye twitches in anger as he continues to laugh. "Oh trust and believe I don't even have to worry about that. Especially when you don't even know what the inside of a pussy looks like."

He lets out a scoff with an eye roll. "Um...in case you didn't know, there's something called PornHub. On Tupac, you be acting dumb as fuck sometimes."

"Me? You calling me dumb? You the one who still holding on to them old ass codes for that Danimal Sweepstakes Contest to hang out with Zach and Cody."

"Goddamn! You always tryna drag somebody dreams down! But don't worry, we gonna see when I post a picture of the three of us hanging out together. Just wait and see, cause it's gone happen."

"Bitch that shit was damn near eleven years ago. E L E V E N."

"Anyways," he ignores your words before pointing a finger at you, "just to be clear: I don't wanna see you all heartbroken if you see her getting all up on me. I have you know, my strokes be immaculate."

"Just shut the fuck up! We both know you ain't gonna fuck nobody when your bitch ass is still a virgin."

Jungkook clenches his jaw at your words.

"First off, that's real petty of you to throw that out in the open when you already know I'm waiting until marriage. Second, the reason why I haven't lost it is because I never lose."

"...Now that's one of the most dumbass responses I've ever heard! What kind of bullshit logic is that?!"

"You wouldn't understand cause you ain't the Golden Maknae ____. What kind of person would I be if I lost it? Definitely not the Golden Maknae because the Golden Maknae Never. Loses."

You let out a sigh of irritation with a shake of your head.

"Jungkook, just look at the contact name and give me back my damn phone. If you're really that upset about it, go and tell that girl how you feel instead of dragging her emotions along."

"But baby!"

"Don't baby me. You're a grown-ass man, it's time to act like it. You know if you brought this bullshit to the others they'll say the same thing. Now go talk to her and sort that shit out, cause I'd be damned if a bitch tryna throw hands over some dick."

Begrudgingly taking a quick look at your phone, he walks out with a pout.

"Justin Seagull is a cringy-ass name anyway! How you gonna do me like that when I'm calling you My Love😍?"

"Keep on complaining and Imma replace it with Lil' Yeehawing Ass Motherfucker🤠. Didn't nobody asked you to do that."

You turn back to the magazine for a third time only to stop by the ringing of the doorbell.

'Now who could that be at this time?'

Hesitantly peeking through the peephole, your confusion grows once seeing that it was Jin's girlfriend dressed in all black.

You open the door with raised eyebrows as she sends you a big smile. "Girl, what are you doing?"

"I was just wondering if Jungkook's home."

"Uh...yeah?"

"That's good," her smile drops with a snap of her fingers, "he's here. Let's go."

You stare in shock as the door is pushed open revealing four big dudes and two nasty-looking Pitbulls. "Now hold up a damn minute!"

Grabbing you by the arm, she looks at you with a shake of her head.

"Don't step in Sis, I don't want you getting hurt."

"Hurt? The fuck you mean hurt?! You better not be trying to pull some gang-type shit on my baby. Cause if you do y'all gone be the ones who hurt."

Her eyes narrow at your threat. "Look-"

"____!" Jungkook walks into the room with a relieved grin on his face, "I finally got that bitch off my b-"

His words stop upon noticing the new figures. "Um, baby? You got some visitors or something?"

"Nah, we came here for you."

He pales once recognizing the female beside you as she tauntingly waves her brass knuckles at him.

"H-hey, how you been girl! Jin been treating you right?"

"Oh yeah, he has. But you see...I'm in need of a beat scene for a music video," She pulls out a camera and presses the record button, "and I thought, why not use Jungkook for it?"

"O-oh?"

"Yeah oh. But since we don't have any special effects, the ass whooping gonna have to be real in order for it to be authentic enough. You ready?"

You look at the group as two of the men pull out metal bats, one of them already having dried blood on it that seemed weeks old. "Jungkook, what the fuck did you do?!"

"I-I didn't mean to baby!" He blubbers through his tears as two of the men grab him by the arms, "Yoongi made me do it! He told me that if I didn't, he'd tell Namjoon that I was the one who shitted in a bag and left it in his studio."

"Okay first, you nasty as fuck for doing that. And second, you believed that dumbass threat? That's your fault for following him! Now you gonna get your ass beat because of it."

Jungkook begins to cry even harder at your words, tears and snot decorating his warm face as the dogs bark at him.

A shrill scream escapes him when one of them gets too close with drool falling from the corner of its mouth.

"Aight, we done here," you look at the smirking woman as she stops recording, "I got everything I need. I'll see you later, right Kook?"

He quickly nods his head in fear, small hiccups leaving his wobbling lips. "Y-yeah. See you later."

She turns to you with a nervous grin. "You know I wasn't gonna really do anything to him right?"

"Oh I know. Cause if you did you'd have to answer to my semi-automatic pistol under the table."

Laughing at your truthful words, she pulls you into a hug before nodding towards the door. "Aight guys! Next stop: Min Yoongi's house."

They all leave the apartment as you stare at Jungkook with a shake of your head. "See what I've been trying to tell you? Keep on doing dumb shit and you gonna get in big trouble."

"B-but...they didn't do nothing..."

You raise an eyebrow at his words. "So you want them to hurt you? 'Cause I can go bring them back an-"

"N-no!"

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JIMIN

"Okay, let's do it then." Handing you his phone, you smile at the screen.

"Aww! You call me My Queen 👑 on your phone. What gave you that idea?"

Jimin rubs his neck as he looks at his feet with a sheepish grin. "When I first met your parents, I noticed how your dad would call your mom Wifey every chance he could. I wanted us to have something like that, so I decided to call you what I believe you are to me: my Queen."

Your heart swells at his words when you see how serious he was being with the warm gaze in his eyes.

"You tryna to get your dick sucked or something?"

Jimin chokes at your teasing sentence with wide eyes. "N-no!"

"Hmm...cause if you keep on saying stuff like that I'm gonna do it."

"____!" He whines, avoiding your suggestive smile and wiggling eyebrows with a huff, "not everything has to be sexual. Can you just take my words and be done with it?"

"Okay okay! I'll stop if it's making you so antsy."

Hoping you stay true to your words, Jimin holds out his hand causing you to look at him in confusion.

"Um...what are you doing?"

It was his turn to look confused. "I want to see what my contact name looks like."

You shift on your feet, sweaty hands holding your phone in a tight grip.

'Damn...after seeing what he got as mine, I feel bad for what I call him.'

"You sure you wanna pass on getting your dick sucked tonight? We can do it right now if you wanna."

A smile appears on his face as he tilts his head at your behavior. "Nah, I'm good. You can show me your phone tho."

"You sure sure? I really don't mi-"

"____." You almost flinch at the firm tone of his voice, "stop playing around and give me the phone."

Every possible move you could think of flew out the window when you saw how serious he was.

You already knew from past experiences that once Jimin set his mind on something, he's gonna get it...one way or another.

"O-okay. Here goes my phone...I'm giving it to you right now." Slowly passing the device to his open hand with a nervous smile, a silent cry of relief escape you at the sudden ringtone of his phone.

With a look of annoyance adorning his face, Jimin answers the call with reluctance. "Hello?"

The room goes quiet as he listens to whoever's on the other line.

He briefly looks at you with uncertainty before letting out a sigh. "She's right here beside me. I'll just put you on speaker so you can ask her."

Placing it between the two of you, he presses the speaker button.

"Did you put me on speaker yet?"

"Yes Jungkook you're on speaker."

"Okay good. Hey ____, did you see the new issue of that Cosmo magazine yet?"

You share a look of confusion with Jimin. "Um...yeah? Did something happen?"

"Ha! So I was scrolling through Insta and saw how that 'how your bae thinks of you by their contacts' article is causing relationships to break up. Can you believe it?!"

"Ha ha...yeah," you shiver at the weight of Jimin's heated gaze piercing at your skin, "ain't that something."

"Am...am I interrupting something right now? Cause I can call later if-"

"Nah you good Kook. As a matter of fact, I was just about to look at what ____ has placed on my contact name."

"Shi-really? What does it say?"

Holding your gaze, Jimin holds his hand out for the phone.

'Goddamit Jungkook! Why this gossiping ass motherfucker gotta drag me in deeper shit at the most unnecessary times?!'

Hesitantly handing him the device, you watch his face as he looks at the screen.

"Little Finger👅?" Jimin looks at you with a blank face as cackles filled the room, "so...you called me Little Finger because of my hands? Is that it?"

Wincing at the monotone way he spoke, you knew him long enough to hear the underlying hurt laced in his voice.

"Jimin, I swear I only said it because you remind me of that dude from Game of Thrones...that's it." But your pleading falls on deaf ears, especially when Jungkook begins to add more fuel to the fire from his jeering.

"Ah shit Jimin! You really gonna let her do you like that? Ya girl done really just said that your fingers ain't hitting it right! Haha!"

You send a menacing glare towards the phone when Jungkook's instigating tendencies began to surface.

"Shut the fuck up Jungkook! You and Yoongi always gotta start shit just because. Keep on and Imma tell Jin's girl what you did to her with that photo."

He scoffs at your threat.

"Go ahead and do it. What she gonna do to me?"

"I ain't gonna say nothing when a bunch of people appear in your house in the middle of the night to beat your ass. You'll see for yourself, just you wait."

The two of you continue to banter back and forth, not once realizing how quiet Jimin had become.

Jumping at the sudden sound of giggles, you look over to see him wiping away tears of laughter.

"The hell you laughing for?"

Despite the bright smile adorning his face, Jimin stares at you with dark eyes. "I'm laughing because you really think I don't know how to pleasure my woman. Especially when I'm the only one out the seven of us who can make their girl scream the loudest."

Both you and the line goes silent at the idol's words.

"Okay-um...wow. Say a few teasing words and you end up with a torn ego. Not only that, but I'm sensing an incredible amount of hostile energy coming from that side. So I'm just gonna leave...good luck ____!"

Hanging up the phone, you're left alone with no one else to come and save you.

You freeze once Jimin turns his attention towards you with a smile. "Now, where were we?"

He laughs at the lost look on your face.

"Oh you thought I was kidding when I said that? It really does seem like you've forgotten what happened yesterday. But not to worry, I don't mind showing you again tonight."

Walking out the room, he stopped when noticing your still figure and raise an eyebrow.

"What are you waiting for? You expect me to beg you or something?"

You break out of your daze with a quick shake of your head.

"Good, because I don't tolerate bratty attitudes. Now I expect you to be fully undressed and in bed the moment I step through that doorway. And if you can't do that...I promise you tonight won't end well for you."

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YOONGI

"No."

Your smile drops at his one-worded answer. "No? Why not?"

He looks at you before smacking his lips with an eye roll. "Cause I fucking said so. Goddamn ____, I don't have to do everything you want just because."

"Aight...bet," you nod your head in understanding, "so when I ask if I can suck you off or give you some ass I better hear the same response."

Yoongi's eyes widen at your words and quickly grabs your arm before you could walk all the way out of the room.

"Now that's some unfair shit to do right there ____. You real petty for that."

"Yup, I am. So can I get the phone now?"

His eyes narrow at your relaxed form before shaking his head with a sarcastic laugh. "Ah, I see...you don't trust me do you? That's why you wanna look in my phone. Who planted that shit in your head? It was ya momma wasn't it? Woman been coming for me ever since I clapped back at her when she said I eat dog."

You scoff at his answer. "Really Yoongs? We both know the real reason why my momma doesn't like you is because you loudly stated that you don't eat dog, but her daughter's pussy in Church. And during the time where everyone was quiet and listening to the Pastor's prayer no less! That's one of the most disrespectful and humiliating thing you could ever do. I can't even show my face around there no more because of it."

"I did you a favor! You never liked going there anyways. They always gossiping and spreading shit around."

"Look," you look at him and rub your forehead in irritation, "can just you give me the phone?

Yoongi shakes his head, lips pursed into a straight line as he holds eye contact with you. "____...for a relationship to work it needs to have trust. Cause without it there'll be so much insecurity between us that it'll be almost impossible to fix. Are you really willing to risk the trust we have for just some article? Cause the moment I hand you this phone, that's when it'll be broken."

"..."

"If you don't give me that damn phone! I don't have trust issues and ain't nobody plant no damn seeds in my head. I just want to see my contact name."

You catch on to his shifting eyes as he takes small steps toward the door. "Now the real question is...do you have something to hide? So what you hiding Yoongi?"

He freezes at your words with a shaky smile. "Ha! What? Now why would I-"

Bolting out the room, he makes his way to the front of the house with you right at his heels.

Just as his hand touched the doorknob you tackle him to the floor. "Give me the fucking phone Yoongi! Whatchu hiding from me?!"

After a few more minutes of struggling, he finally taps out once you had him in a chokehold.

"How the hell are you that strong?"

You shrug and get up from the floor as he tries to catch his breath. "It pays to grow up with a bunch of boy cousins. There's no such thing of play hitting with them."

Unlocking the phone, you quickly get on the contacts and let out a scoff.

"Really Yoongi? You gonna put Loose as Hell but Lovin It🙀👌🏾👅 as my contact name? What the hell dude!"

Yoongi finally gets up from the floor with a look of surprise. "You acting as though that ain't a good thing though! With that I'm able to fit in like the way I do."

"Motherfucker we both know the reason why you fit is because of your snack-sized body! You little baby teeth small dick having ass bitch!"

"Wow...that really hurt babe. Right here, that's where." He places a hand over his heart as if wounded, so use to your insults that they don't affect him like before.

"Now I feel bad for using Woozi#2 as your contact name. I don't even care if he looks like you anymore, he doesn't deserve this shit."

Yoongi freezes your words, a glare replacing the mocking smile he once had. "The fuck you just say?"

"Now hold up," You stop your rant, realizing your mistake once you notice his sudden change in attitude, "before you get all pissy, calm that ass down. It ain't even that bad."

"You put another motherfucker's name in your phone that wasn't mine! I got the right to be as mad as I want to be."

"Why you acting brand new! You weren't complaining when I put Michael B Jordan as your name. What's the deal now?"

"Of course I'm not gonna get mad at that! That's Michael B Jordan we talking about ____, even I know he better than me. Hell, if he came in here and smacked your ass and told you to call him Daddy, I'd be pissed that he didn't choose me. But Woozi? He ain't up there with Micheal, so I'm gonna have a problem with it."

"..."

"..."

"You know what? I'm done with this bullshit. Too old to be dealing with it!" Throwing your hands up in defeat, you walk out the room.

Yoongi looks at your retreating figure with furrowed brows. "The hell you going?! We need to figure this out right now!"

"Shut the fuck up! Ain't nobody got time for your short ass. If you wanna play, go to the park that's down the street and find somebody your own size."

"____ I swear on yo momma's dry ass chicken if you don't come back here I'll-"

"Don't be bringing my momma into shit!"

"Goddammit!" Punching the wall in anger, Yoongi turns to follow after you and apologize.

He stops when the familiar sound of the doorbell echo's around the house causing a frown of confusion to appear on the rapper's face.

"____? Did you order something?"

"I ain't ordered shit! Leave me the fuck alone and see who it is!"

'Now who the hell is coming around here at this time of night?'

Opening the door without a care in the world, Yoongi rolls his eyes in boredom. "Who the fuck is it?"

"Hi Yoongi~"

His eyes snap toward the voice before paling in fear. "Fuck..."

[strawberryfairi]

Synopsis✨: The story of how you catch heavy feelings for the hot photography student, Shuji Hanma…even though you already have the perfect (fake) boyfriend.

Pairings: Photography Student! Shuji Hanma X Dance Major! Black Fem 🤎 Reader (ANYONE CAN READ🧚🏾‍♀️) Content: Drama, lots of denial, angst, sneaky link, lots of cheating, mutual pining, unserious Shuji, controlling parents, forced relationships, romance, fighting, porn with a good plot vibes, intense sexual tension, etc (just find out the rest lol)

w.c: 5k💠 Released: Jan 5, 2024

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4; MISTAKES 错误

3 Days Later Monday

"-What do you think about that?"

Your professor Janette, who happens to be your favorite and previous dance teacher from when you were a little girl, calls you out of your thoughts.

"To be honest...I think I'm tired of thinking." You huff, leaning your head onto your hand propped up by your elbow on the desk.

"You? Tired of thinking?! Something's going on." She says in faux shock.

"I hope nothing else goes on." You grumble under your breath, but still loud enough for her to here.

"Wanna talk about it?" She suggests with a concerned brow.

"Ugh, I don't even know where to start! So obviously homecoming was last week, and the performance was great and all, but afterwards...it's afterwards where everything fell apart. I was supposed to be going to an after party with Ken, and first of all he ditched me to go with his boys instead; he was supposed to be my ride! I ended up having to get an Uber and then when I get there the first thing I see is some girl kissing my boyfriend!"

She gasps, hovering her mouth over her hands, eyes wide as saucers.

"Exactly! Exactly! But wait, it gets worse. So, I obviously confronted him and he's all trynna play it off like "Oh I didn't know she was gonna kiss me" on some it's not a big deal typ'a time. Then I just got upset and I kinda left and just sat out in the back near the pool by myself. But little did I know, I actually wasn't by myself, and there's some super fine, random guy just there. So...long story short, I ended up also kissing this guy and...some other..particular..things." By the end of your rant you're looking up at your professor with anxious, glossy eyes, fiddling with your hands in your lap.

She's absolutely speechless, just sitting there processing everything you said.

"You both need to talk; immediately. I think you two need to just sit down with nobody else around, and just lay everything out. Clearly there's some..disconnects here, so the sooner you both talk and are honest with each other, the easier it'll be to move forward." She explains in a sincere, almost motherly tone.

You huff, groaning as you run your hand over your face. "Well the thing is we talked the next day, and it didn't really go well..."

Flashback

"I heard you were in some guy's car last night outside the party. Anything you wanna tell me about that?" Ken's voice is stern and low, looking you dead in the eyes as he spoke. The two of you are sat in his dorm suite, the both of you across from each other at the coffee table in his 'living room' area.

You were practically shaking like a maraca, trying to think fast before he gets even more suspicious of you. "I was just lookin' at the pictures he took from the halftime show. He's one of the student photographers." You explain with as calm a tone as possible.

"That better be it." He crosses his arms over his chest, leaning back in his chair across from you.

"Why are you suspicious of me cheating when you're the one that actually got caught kissing someone else?!" Your brows furrow, a heavy ton of sass dripping from your words.

"Watch it." He warns, narrowing his eyes.

"Watch what exactly, Ken?" You match his energy perfectly, attitude skyrocketing as you go from nervous to angry.

"That mouth. You always talk crazy when you get angry." He grits out, jaw clenching tightly. You weren't phased, not even a little.

"No, I don't talk crazy when I'm angry. There's nothin' crazy about anything I just said! The only thing crazy is how you thought you were doin' something interrogating me when you're not even in the clear your own damn self! So before you try to come at me talkin' bout "watch it", you need to watch yourself first. I already caught your ass once." You snap, making sure he really saw the anger in your eyes before you got up from the chair, grabbing your tote bag and heading out of his dorm suite.

End Flashback

"Ah, I see. Maybe it was a little too soon to have that conversation. There's still some emotions hovering around the situation. Maybe just give it some time, think about what you wanna say, and more importantly what you wanna do moving forward with the relationship. To me, it seems like there's a slight rift right now between you two." Janette says, her tone soft and comforting like a parent. She is a parent, of two grown kids.

"A slight rift? There's always been a rift, and it's never been slight. You know our relationship has never been genuine; it's our parents that want us to be together." You sigh. "To be honest we were better as friends." You add somberly.

"I remember, but you're twenty years old now, an adult! It's about time for you to make a decision on your own about your relationships. If you want to be with Ryuguji then be with him, but if you don't you should make it known as soon as possible." She urges.

"I don't know what I want right now, though! Like I said before, I'm..just too tired to think." You huff, a defeated tone in your voice.

"Well, let's change the subject! You're gonna be auditioning for "The Gypsy", yes?"

"Ohh...I uhhh..." You say playfully, acting like you were hesitant about it.

"Riiiight?" Janette raises a brow, leaning in towards the desk.

"I will, I will, and I'll shoot for lead too; I already knew you were gonna ask that." You chuckle, waving her off playfully.

"Perfect! I know you'll get the lead for sure. You're one of the best dancers we have at this school, and I'm not just saying that. It's true."

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2 days Later

Almost a week. It's been almost a full week and you're so exhausted. The unrealistic hopes that what happened between you and Hanma going away within a few days after was now long gone.

You felt utterly defeated, your mind betraying you any chance it could get.

It's the flashbacks. The damn flashbacks were killing you, along with your good for nothing imagination. You knew this would happen, and of course Hanma had warned you himself that it would happen, you just wanted to believe you could endure. Believe you could force it away over time.

But then, in moments like these when you're back in your dorm suite after a full day of classes and practice, a part of you fights back, not wanting to forget. For a moment, you actually go and give your mind the freedom to wander, stripping out of your regular clothes and into your pajamas, laying on your back on your bed. You wonder what it would've been like if you two hadn't stopped, dangerous scenarios popping up after the thought. Your hands roam all over your body, breathing turning heavy as you envision his piercing eyes gazing into yours from on top of you.

No no no! Stop!

The little angel on your left shoulder yells, forcing your body to freeze. This is so extremely wrong, but uuugh, the way he made your legs shake! Hesitantly your hands continue, shakily playing with your hardened nipples. You want him so bad, almost need him. The pain of never having found out what his dick feels like inside you was overwhelming.

You really wanna know! It's points like this where you just wanna text him "please come over" so you two can finish what you started. You remove your hands, clenching your thighs together as you facepalm.

"Gosh, I'm such a freakin' mess." You whisper.

Suddenly, your phone buzzed on the pillow next to you. With a long, dramatic groan you flip over onto your side, grabbing your phone while reading the new notification.

Shuji Hey doll You free to shoot tomorrow?

Your heart thumps anxiously in your chest as you reread the messages. Tomorrow?! That's so soon! You hesitate, thumbs hovering over the glowing keyboard on your phone. Is it really a good idea to do this? The whole forgetting about what happened thing has proven to be a complete failure, and you definitely didn't forget that this shoot is supposed to be with you half naked.

At the same time though, wasn't this supposed to be about helping a fellow creative student? A collaboration? Maybe a more professional setting will make it better; much easier to be around him. You've already agreed what happened homecoming night was just a one time thing, so it shouldn't be an issue...ideally.

Finally, you decide to text him back after a good three whole minutes.

Y/N Yeah Tomorrow's fine

Shuji Perfect I'll pick you up at 6

Y/N Ok bet

Your heart pounds anxiously in your chest as you lazily throw your phone back on the pillows next to you.

"Tomorrow's gonna be a long ass day." You murmur to yourself. Then, as if it's just one thing after the next, a few heavy knocks sound from your door. "Heeey babe, it's me!" Ken calls from the other side. You mutter a low "shit", Gathering yourself up out of bed and over to the door outside your bedroom.

"Hey Kenny." You smile softly, stepping aside to welcome him inside. You'd forgotten he'd said he wanted to come over later today. The two of you head over into your bedroom.

"Baaaabe! You already goin' ta sleep?" He asks weirdly, wrapping his arms around your waist for a hug.

"Not really, I'm just tired from today. What's goin' on?" Your brows furrow a bit in confusion but you brush it off, patting his back a bit.

"Nothin', just wanted ta come see my girl. 'S like we haven't talked in forever." He says, leaning forward a bit wobbly and brushing his lips onto your forehead.

"Well..we haven't talked in a while." You look to the side, pulling away and sitting down on the edge of your bed. Ken follows after you like a stray puppy, sitting next to you on your bed.

"I didn't mean'ta act like that the other day, sweetie. I just-...I was real mad. I don't wan' some other guy ta come steal you 'way from me." He explains, slightly slurring his words as he spoke.

You pause, looking him up and down suspiciously for a second before continuing. Since when does he call you sweetie?

"Uhh, it's fine Ken, that's over now." You reply tiredly with a simple shrug, brows slightly furrowed.

"You're so different now! Wha happened, you-..you don' love me no more? Have you ever even loved me?" He whines, pouting like a child.

"Are-are you drunk?!" You suddenly ask, finally connecting the dots. He's so touchy, and he's not talking normally at all.

"Jus' a lil crossed; 's fine." He shrugs lazily, leaning his head down on your shoulder.

"It's fine?! You said being intoxicated was a special occasion thing for you! Since when do you get crossed this much?!" Your brows furrow in bewilderment, pushing away from him.

"Babyyyy, I ain't come here to get bitched at." He groans, rolling his eyes yet he leans in towards you anyways, attempting to kiss on your neck. You scoff, mouth dropped in shock at his choice of words.

"Uh uh no, I'm not doing this. You need to get out." You shake your head, pushing him away from you and heading to your door.

"The fuck is your pro'lem?! I jus' got here!" He scrunches his face up in annoyance.

"Ok?! And now you're gonna just leave!" You argue, pointing out the door. "Get outta my room, Ken! I'm not about to sit here and deal with you like this. This is ridiculous!"

Shocked couldn't even begin to clear up how you were feeling. Ever since Homecoming night you swear Ken's swapped bodies with someone else. Before, he would rarely drink, and now all of a sudden he's getting crossed, and on a week day at that! As an athlete he can't be playing around with stuff like this, it can get real complicated real fast.

"The only thing ridiculous is you! You think you're sooo better than me-

"What?!" You throw your hands up in bewilderment.

"You walk 'round here like you're better than everyone; better than me! I know you wish you could leave me, 'cause...y'think I don' deserve you." He says bitterly. "You'd run faaaar 'way, soon as you get a chance!"

You blink a few times, taking in what he just said. How's that little saying go? A drunk man's words are a sober man's thoughts? You weren't an idiot, you knew full well that's how he really felt. It was just a shock to hear he feels like you think you're somehow better than him. Better than him at what exactly?

"I'm only gon' tell you one more time, Ken. Get..out." You grit angrily, pointing once more out the bedroom door.

"There you go again, being the 'boss girl', tellin' me what to do." He rolls his eyes, leaning back against the wall your bed is up against.

You huff angrily, trying to keep your composure and aggressively slam your door shut. You walk over to the nightstand by your bed and pick up your phone. He wants to act up, then you got somethin' for him.

8 Minutes Later

A knock on your door finally gives you that sense of relief you were waiting for. After Ken refused to leave, you went and whipped out your big guns. Your best friend Keisuke Baji. You lead him to your bedroom, opening the door to reveal Ken sitting there on your bed still, mumbling about what the hell ever.

"Please get him. Before I kill him and go to jail." You huff, pointing at your boyfriend.

"Shit, I don't know if I'll be any better." He responds with a shrug as he walks in your room.

"Who the fuck is this?! You cheatin' on me?!" Ken outbursts, fists balled as he finally gets up from the bed. Well...that's a start.

"Get your ass outta her room, Ryuguji." Kei says sternly.

"You're not talkin' to me..." He shakes his head, stepping up close to Kei. You watch, getting a bit nervous as Kei's jaw clenches tightly, looking over at you as if asking for permission for something.

"Ken, he's just here to help get you out of my room. I already asked you to leave like a hundred-

"You fuckin' my girl, lil bitch?" Ken completely ignores you, rudely shoving Keisuke with as much aggression as he could muster.

"Ok", Kei nods slowly with a dry chuckle, "And see, I was gonna be nice."

"Y'all, do not fight in my room!" You warn annoyedly. This is really turning into a mess for absolutely no reason. You weren't trying to call your friend here to get him into a fight, he was just supposed to help as backup. You should've known though, Keisuke ain't the type to just let somebody talk or act any kind of way towards him, or you for that matter.

Out of nowhere, Keisuke throws a punch right to Ken's face, making you gasp and hover your hands over your mouth.

And that was it, the fight officially started.

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It took about five minutes for them to finally cut it out, and for Ken to get the hell out of your room, of course not without yells and curses at you for cheating on him and whatever the hell other accusations he threw towards you. You asked for Keisuke to stay with you for a bit, as you just wanted someone to talk to. So he obliged of course, sitting with you at the edge of your bed.

"What the hell is goin' on with you guys? You got a lot to fill me in on; I already didn't see you at the Homecoming party at all. What's happening?" He questions, brows furrowing.

You sigh, the kind of sigh where it sounds like you've been carrying the weight of the world on your back.

You tell him everything, well, not everything but just enough. From losing your anklet to Ken leaving you, to Ms. Butterfly Tattoo, all of it.

"Damn. All that happened that one night? And this is how he's been ever since?" He furrows his brows, scratching his head as he processes your story.

"Yup. I'm starting to think he's probably been getting himself mixed up with getting crossed more often than he let's on, because he was talking about it at the party like it was just any other thing along with tonight when he came over." You explain.

"You know what? He's getting crossed more because he's starting to lose his shit. That's why he feels like you think you're better than him. You don't fold under pressure like a bitch, getting drunk or high to ignore it all the time. You know what you want and you're always going after it no matter what, but Ryuguji? He's a fuckin' mess and he knows it. Let's be real, he's only playing football because his dad wants him to; he's the damn coach!" He rants.

"Yeah...about that, his dad I mean, there's something I've never told you about me and Ken..." You trail off nervously.

"What?" He says barely above a whisper.

"Well, the only reason me and Ken are even together...is because our parents are making us date each other. They thought it was the perfect plan-

"The popular quarter back with the popular dancer." He nods slowly, connecting the dots.

"Exactly, and you already know my mom's 'part of the administration of the school. It's the perfect topic of conversation amongst her and those...bougie folk she mingles with at meetings and events." You roll your eyes bitterly.

"So...you've never actually loved him?" Kei asks, raising a brow.

"I-..I mean we were kinda friends way back before we dated; we were cool-

"But you never loved him though." He presses.

"....No." You shake your head wearily.

"We both kinda just...forced ourselves to love each other? Acting like a couple though we really don't care about each other like that." Your voice shook a little as you ball your hands into little fists.

"Ahhh, kid." He frowns, pulling you over by the back of your neck to rest your head on his shoulder. You sniffled, starting to tear up as once again the pain and weight of your fake relationship fell on you.

"He's right Kei, I don't really wanna be with him at all! If I could, I'd leave him. He's just not my type!" You ramble, wiping your eyes yet the tears just keep falling.

"I don't know if you really wanna hear it but...I mean shit, you're twenty. You can't just let your mom dictate who you're with." Kei says softly, wrapping his arm over your shoulder.

"You don't understand. If I try to go against her, she'll pull me out of the school! I won't be able to dance." You mutter, shaking your head.

"Are-..are you serious?!" He gawks.

"She threatens me with that all the time. At this point I barely even talk to her 'cause all she does is bring up me and Ken's relationship and how my grades are; how many teachers I'm networking with. She doesn't give a crap about me personally anymore. You know, she wasn't even at the homecoming game?" You sob a little, getting his shirt sleeve wet with your tears.

Kei's eyes widen at your words. As a kid who's mom views him as her whole world, it was hard for his mind to even begin to wrap around this. He couldn't understand even if he tried. His mom was all he had, they were tight like glue. He couldn't imagine what it must be like to have a mother that doesn't bother to want what's best for her daughter.

"I remember when she wasn't this way. That's why you always see me wear the anklet she gave me when I was younger at my performances. It's like I can pretend she's there with me watching me perform; the old her before my dad died..."

💠

The day ended so fast, you were almost disappointed. You'd spent every hour mentally preparing yourself for this exact moment yet you still didn't feel ready.

Walking down the block and around the corner from your dorm building you spot Hanma in his black Dodge Hellcat right where he said he'd be. To say your heart was pounding would be an understatement, it was attempting to jump right out of your chest. It felt like no matter how much effort and energy you put into pushing away all sexual thoughts of him, it was useless in this moment.

You open the door and sit in the passenger seat, placing your duffel bag in the back.

"Hey doll." He says with that low, sultry voice, looking over at you as you buckle your seatbelt.

"What's up?" You respond, a light, shy smile on your face. He starts driving off, heading over to his place. "How's it been goin' "forgetting" about what happened?" He asks smugly, a little too smugly in your opinion. You could see from a mile away what he was trynna do, and you weren't about to get played.

"I'm not really sure what you're talkin' about actually. Guess I must'a forgot." You answer innocently, smiling cheekily before you turn to look out the window.

"Real funny." He mumbles, turning his gaze back to the road. You chuckle lightly to yourself, feeling proud that you were able to shut him down so quickly.

The rest of the way is fairly a short ride, he lives pretty close to campus at a nice looking apartment building. He leads you up to his place, a nice, surprisingly spacious studio apartment. It's a modern style, and the ceiling is high, very fitting for his tall stature.

"Okaaay! This is really niiiiiice!" You compliment, looking around with your eyes in satisfaction. It's also clean, another aspect of his apartment you weren't really expecting. But then again, he is doing a photoshoot, there has to be space.

"Thanks." He chuckles in amusement. "Come on." He adds, snapping you out of your daze as you follow him into his bedroom.

Wait hold up.....

Why his bedroom though?!

You feel the nervousness sink back in instantly, walking into his room. Hanma has a whole set up going on, with all kinds of expensive looking equipment, and some colored light panels of red, blue, and purple.

"We're gonna shoot in here. You can get changed in the bathroom there." He instructs, pointing to his connected bathroom as he starts getting his camera ready by his laptop hooked up to some sort of USB cord. You nod, heading into the bathroom with your duffel bag to change.

For the shoot you chose the only lingerie you had, a white full lace teddy set. It's a halter style, with a deep plunge in the front that reaches three inches below your breasts, (yet the support is actually amazing) and a pair of matching lace stockings that go up to your mid thighs.

This was meant to be what you wore the night of Homecoming with Ken, but of course, that never happened. So at least it'd get put to use now. It's easy to put on and does wonders to flatter your body, bringing out your shape and flat, toned stomach. You slip the teddy on along with the stockings, looking yourself over before grabbing your mascara and body glow potion. Your hair is already in the style you wanted for the shoot, a big and undefined, picked out afro.

Is this too much or too little?

You take a second to quickly hype yourself up in the mirror, not wanting to take too long, then make your way out shyly. There's music playing from a medium sized speaker he has sitting on his dresser. Hanma's just tipping and tapping away at all the tech stuff near his laptop before he hears you step out of the bathroom. You give him a bashful smile, leaning against the doorway.

"Uuum, is this fine?" You mutter, fiddling with your hands behind your back. He fully stops what he's doing, turning towards you, his piercing eyes dragging up and down your body. You were cold upon stepping out of the bathroom but now it feels like it's one hundred degrees with his eyes on you like this. It takes him a while to say anything, so you tell yourself it's because he's debating if the outfit goes with his vision and nothing else.

"Yeah, it's perfect." He finally replies, his eyes making their way back up to meet yours. "Come on, we're gonna start in this doorway right here." He nods towards the bedroom door, his tone going serious.

With a small smile you mutter a short "K', following behind him.

The door to his bedroom is wide open, leading to the rest of the apartment which he went and turned all the lights out to make it dark, aside from the red light that'll be used as the background color. You stand in the doorway, waiting patiently as he hangs his camera around his neck from the strap. His hands grab your shoulders, sending an invisible shiver down your spine that you ignore, turning you around to face the doorway.  "Put your hands here", He starts, taking your hands and placing them on the doorway. Then without speaking, he lifts your chin, making you tilt your head all the way back. "Now arch your back and put this leg forward." He instructs, watching you position yourself how he asked.

"Yeah, like that." He nods, stepping back while preparing the camera. You stay in position, the nervousness starting to go away just a little bit as you get into "character". He takes two test shots, looking them over from the little screen on the camera. "That's perfect." He grins, going back in and taking a few more, changing angles every now and then. He walks back up to you, allowing you to finally move out of the pose, before he starts to position you again.

Your whole body goes hot as he stands closely, towering over you. The fact that you were just wearing  lingerie in front of him had you so nervous, and beyond excited, yet you knew not to let your mind wander too far. "Lean back against the frame, and bring your hips out like this." He says, putting his hands on your hips and pulling them outwards where he wanted. "Arms up." He murmurs like a whisper, his hands sliding along yours arms, lifting them above your head. Unconsciously you suck in a breath, trying to keep your heart steady as you look up at him. His eyes meet yours instantly and you swear your legs almost give out, he still makes you fold with simply looking at you.

Then, your eyes betray you, flickering down to his lips unintentionally. You look away, heart pounding in your chest. Hanma lets out a barely audible chuckle, a knowing look on his face as he steps back from you, getting his camera ready. He goes back to snapping more pictures, going back and forth shooting then looking at them briefly.

"I wanna try purple light this time." He says after taking the last picture.

"Ooo ok!" You beam.

He switches the color panels, swapping the red for the purple as you wait patiently. Goosebumps start to form along your arms and chest as you watch him move the red panel over to the other side of his bedroom.

The next few poses were a bit more challenging for you, and not because they're difficult, but because they required your legs to be fully opened facing the camera. It was easy to hide being soaking wet when your head was turned from the camera and your eyes are averted, and your body facing away. But when you're sitting on a wooden chair, legs spread wide and facing directly in front of the camera...things start to get a little embarrassing. You hoped and prayed that he couldn't tell, that the place was dark enough for the wetness pooling around the crotch area of your teddy not to show. This whole thing was becoming unbearable, it's just too erotic of a setting.

You do about three more poses with the chair before going back to standing poses. Hanma comes over to you once more to reposition you. You look up at him, a dangerous decision, just as he looks down at you, placing his hands low on your hips. He guides you to the center of the doorway. "Spread your legs a little." He instructs in a hushed voice, using his foot to open your legs, gazing intensely into your eyes all the while. He pauses for a moment, his hands on your hips slowly gliding up your body, passed your sides and grazing the sides of your breasts just a bit, taking your arms to lift them over your head. Your breath becomes heavier, chest visibly rising and falling as you feel yourself get lost in his light, golden brown eyes.

He did that on purpose, he had to have. He looks over you, eyes landing and resting on your nipples that quickly harden underneath the thin layer of white lace. You notice exactly where he's looking, your face heating up as your head shifts downwards in embarrassment. Hanma lifts your head back up by your chin with a finger, moving in closer towards you, nearly touching.

"You're killin' me right now, y'know that?" He hums seductively, his pretty eyes sucking you in.

"What do you mean?" You ask innocently, your voice quiet and timid.

"You know exactly what I mean, just look at you. Standing in front of me with this sexy little outfit on." He says lowly, giving you butterflies all throughout your stomach. "I wanna fuck you so bad, angel. Been thinkin' about it this whole time." He purrs, snaking an arm around your waist and pulling you right up against him. You gasp, blinking a few times going speechless as you process what he just said while bringing your arms down out of the pose he put you in.

[oboetemasuka]

Order of Attack (part 6)

Mm, this dialogue chapter is still so big that I had to split it again. Sorry, Amane will show up later. But don't worry, I won't keep you waiting too long with the next part. It'll fall neatly into my queue slots. Give it ~8 hours. Then I'll post both parts on AO3 around the same time when I get around to it.

Besides, the next part is going to be much more intense (and include a new trigger warning), so it's probably better to split to avoid tonal whiplash.

(I hope I handled Mikoto and John correctly... Sorry if I messed something up. It's a balancing act.)

-

"Hey, Fuuta, Shidou-san," Mikoto said as he opened the door.

"Kayano-kun, thank you for stopping by," Shidou responded wearily.

"Fuuta, how have you-"

"Why are… you here?" Fuuta asked as snappily as he could manage.

"I just wanted to check on you. I don't really remember anything about the attacks, but I felt bad-"

"Don't."

"I'm sorry?"

"If you're just…" Fuuta took a shallow breath. "Leave!"

Mikoto looked as if Fuuta had just punched him. Then his expression morphed into a level of aggression Fuuta had never seen before. Mikoto jerked forward, and Fuuta's eyes widened in terror. But it only turned out to be a feint.

"Kayano-kun!" Shidou shouted.

Mikoto glared at Shidou before stomping his way out of the cell and muttering, "Damn brat." The door slammed behind him.

Shidou turned to Fuuta. "I told you to stop lashing out at everyone who visits."

"H… how was I s…" It was the obvious question.

"I specifically warned you that Kayano-kun has been very stressed out and not to exacerbate it."

"You didn't say…"

"That he would lash out in response? Kajiyama-kun, it's basic decency not to say harsh things, even if he wasn't going to react that way."

-

"Fuuta-kun…" Mahiru said as Fuuta opened his eyes.

Would you lot stop hovering over me while I'm sleeping?

Mahiru didn't seem to notice Fuuta's glare—or maybe he just wasn't able to be intimidating enough. Her hands remained on her shoulders, like they had been for the whole interim. She realizes nothing is keeping her arms in place anymore, right?

"How much does it hurt?" she asked, still uncomfortably close to his face. Rub salt in the wound, won't you?

"Back off," he managed to say. Mahiru sat straight up, putting space between them.

"Sorry. I… I've been worried about you."

You and everyone else. "So what?"

"I just wanted to know if there's anything I can do to make you feel better."

You? Make me feel better? If it wasn't for you, someone might have saved me sooner! Yuno might have heard the attack right away. Or Shidou wouldn't have sent Kazui out to protect you. Then I wouldn't have been so broken!

Whatever expression was on his face as he tried to get his words out must have caused Mahiru to tense up. Eventually, three words made it out.

"It's… your… fault…"

Mahiru looked very hurt, but not surprised. Her eyes started to quiver, like she was trying too hard not to blink.

"You're… the cause… of all my problems!" Fuuta continued.

"You think I don't know that?" she responded quietly, tears streaming down her face.

"…doesn't… seem like…"

"You think it doesn't keep me up at night? Wondering what it would have been like if things were different? If I was the one alone, if Kotoko-chan had attacked me first, if you and Amane-chan didn't have to go through all of this because I wanted a little comfort? If…"

Mahiru's ramblings soon became engulfed in her sobs. But things are like this, Fuuta thought. I wouldn't wish this pain on you, but that doesn't mean you can waltz in here and try to make me feel better. As if you know me.

"You're… making this… about yourself…" he said.

"I-I didn't mean…"

"…can't stand it… looking at you…"

Mahiru let go of her own shoulders to bury her face in her hands. Shidou walked up to her and whispered something in her ear. She nodded, got up, and walked out of the cell. Shidou sat down in her place.

"Kajiyama-kun, what did you say this time?"

"What's… it… to you?"

"How many times do I have to tell you that your injuries are no excuse for you to treat everyone else like dirt?"

"Then maybe… they should just… leave me alone."

"I need their eyes from time to time. I can't monitor you constantly and in isolation."

Fuuta huffed. "Then tell them to… stop saying s…"

"At this rate, they'll figure it out on their own."

[tiredassmage]

Actually I'm going to forget to do this tomorrow when I teased it and I might just generally forget if I don't post about it sooner rather than later, so my happy birthday to myself this year 1 day early, I promise I won't tease Tyr about his joints this year (if I find the post, I WILL schedule it for tomorrow as a happy 1 year anniversary to the post bit, it'll be funny) post is Lana and Tyr's slowly healing friendship lore post!

So, I've talked about Lana and Tyr's relationship before and expressed that they're not... always on the same step at the same time, but for all that they don't always get along or see things the same way, they do consistently show up for one another. And that still counts for something. And... also, after this long, I figure they... both deserve mending a couple gaps in their relationship.

Lana's form of care and guidance for Tyr's personal needs isn't always the type that he receives the clearest or with the least resistance. They can bicker over necessity in these ways, but in the way that's generally still well-meaning. But it must count for something because working with the Alliance does give Tyr a place where some of his older hobbies start to resurface - among which is dancing, as several times mentioned, but I also think it'd be nice for him to mend a bit of that old relationship with piano lessons he hasn't much touched on since his Academy days.

And Lana is inclined to poetry! So, all of that is just... a setup I'm going to take the excuse to expand their friendly bickering into hobbies instead of just their work, lol. Lana catching Tyr actually spending time on some of these hobbies and not constantly with his nose buried in Alliance operations and intelligence work and... engaging him in it is... the kind of way to say I see you, actually -you- that... almost says a little more than it would for Lana to say so plainly to his face in words.

And soon enough, he's got Lana on the bench beside him and they are bickering about rhythm and line breaks in poetry and Tyr is waving a hand at her arguing to "Just... hear me out." and playing to experiment with her. And it's... it's all really good for them.

Because they've coasted through a lot of their relationship on precedents they've never really discussed - Lana with a determination that keeps pressing her forward and Tyr used to veiling everything in double meanings and masks. But... she does, genuinely, care for the man somewhere wrapped up in the operative she's known and worked with. No, they're not always the best at communicating that, but... this is the kind of activity that says such in the quiet ways Tyr almost knows best. And it means a lot to him for Lana to meet him in that kind of space and I have a lot of feelings about it that I'm not entirely sure I'm properly articulating.

But anyway this all brought to you by the fact that a couple nights ago it was like midnight and I was trying to remember the word for "metronome" and ended up blissfully listening to the google one while... admittedly kinda pointlessly scrolling pictures of metronomes for... ??? Don't ask, I don't know why.

So! Naturally I used the excuse of it being a time of year associated with bonding & gifts to make my blorbos actually do something about their friendship levels. xD

[kayssweetdreams]

A "Perfect" Vacation Ch 37

"Wait, she's one of you guys too?" Leo asked "Yeah. She took out most of the guards tech when we first infiltrated the island." Jett explained, still fiddling with the collar but to no avail. "That Collar giving you a hard time huh." Maxie said, raising an eyebrow. Jett gave her a look as he said "Ya Think?" In a deadpan voice.

"At least I found this on one of the guards." Skarlett said, showing the device she got. "Oh good! Here, give it here." Maxie said. Skarlett gave her the device as she walked over to Jett, and plugged it into a port in the collar. "Mrs Bruno? What is your most famous song?" She asked "O-Oh. That would be the song that my husband wrote for our wedding day "Love is Like a Shotgun."" She said.

Maxie nodded "OK, I need you to sing the bridge please." She explained. The kids were confused, as was Thea, but she did as she was told "Love runs through me like Bullets to skin, no matter the challenges, we will always win. Our bodies will be tarnished, but it's never in vain, Because you know what they say: No Pain, No Gain!" A satisfying chirp came from the collar as a robotic voice chirped "Access Granted. Collar Status: UNLOCKED." And the collar popped off of Jett's neck.

Jett smiled as the collar had FINALLY come off, streaks of lightening filling his eyes as bolts of electricity struck around him "FINALLY! It's about TIME that that stupid collar got off me, and my powers could be used again." He said, the bolts of lightning practically destroying the bright florescent lights in the halls. Once the lightning stopped, the group blinked as they were now in pitch black darkness.

"Um...Well, That's definitely gonna get Prim's attention now." Mei says, the bolts of electricity being the only light in the room. "Well, we got the collar off, and we got the flowers. Now all we have to do is find Yuri, Kaylo, Dolly, Roland and Misère, and stop Prim." Rebecca said. "But now the guards are everywhere. I don't even know if we can get CLOEE enough to our friends, OR Prim." Trisha Jane points out.

"Well, I actually DO have a plan for this. It'll be risky, but if all goes right, it might just work." Jett said, a smile growing on his face.

Meanwhile, With Prim...

Prim was starting to loose her patience. Those incompetent guards of her 'Ally' STILL didn't find the escapees yet! Even after the equipment got scrambled, she still knew that Thea and those delinquents were hiding SOMEWHERE. Sooner or later, they'd slip up, and then her guards could find them.

She looked back in on her "Perfect" daughters. Soon, she'd make the effects permanent, and nothing. Not even those strange things that appeared during the revolution would get in the way this time. Suddenly, a beep was heard from a nearby walkie talkie. Agitated, Prim picked it up. "This had better he good." She growled, already angry at the various problems.

"Prim, we found the Escapees. We're bringing them back now."

Mei belongs to @sundove88

Rebecca belongs to @thehypercutstudios/@thehyperrequiem

Trisha Jane belongs to @lovelyteng

Jett, Skarlett and Maxie belong to @jettthespeeddemon

[smolwritingchick]

Forced To Believe Chapter 61- Catching Up With Old Friends

Summary: Melanie visits TNA and live tweets for Raw. Melanie goes with CM Punk to a tattoo shop.

Words: 4,000+

Back in Philly, Melanie arrived back home, walking inside her parents' place.

"I'm home!" she shouted.

She immediately heard her Parson Russell Terrier happily barking and running towards her.

"Ellie! Hey girl. Did you miss me?" She happily petted her and gave her belly rubs.

She laughed as she began licking her. After playing with her dog, she placed her bags in her room and got settled in. A while later, she heard the doorbell ring and looked into the peephole as a smile crept on her face.

"Who is it~?" Melanie grinned.

"Bitch! Open the door! You know it's me, grapes!" Leah chuckled.

"What's the password?"

"Melanie is awesome."

She opened the door. "Good enough."

Once Leah saw her, she engulfed her in a big hug and spun her around after heading inside.

"I missed you!" Leah beamed and released her.

"I missed you, too! You've lifted a lot more weights. Jeesh."

They shared a laugh while Melanie shut the door.

"I saw what happened last night, oh my gosh you do not know how mad I am because of what Rosa and Evolution did."

"Haha. A lot of fans are angry."

"How's the neck?"

"Sore but it'll go away in a couple of days. I just got a call not too long ago that they've made changes to the storyline. They want me back sooner rather than later. And I'm like wow, all this last minute and sudden changes,"

"That's WWE for you. Last minute storyline changes. Your acting was wild. You had me crying when you were in that ambulance!"

"Glad I made it believable!"  

"My parents should be coming home soon. They're out shopping. And...it's almost time for Raw, good,"

"You gotta tweet during the WWE shows?" Leah sat next to her on the couch after they grabbed some snacks.

"Yep. Knowing me always being on Twitter, they didn't even have to ask me."

Once the show was on, Leah shouted, "Are you serious!?" when it was announced that Dean Ambrose would be in a battle royal for his US title.

Melanie tweets 'Seriously? I wish I was there to support you but good luck baby! #BelieveInAmbrose'

As they watched Raw, Diego, and Jane finally returned with their shopping bags.

"Melanie!" Jane placed her bags down and rushed over to her.

"Hey, mom!" Melanie stood up to hug her tightly.

"I missed you, sweetie!" She began giving her several kisses all over her face.

"Mom!" she complained.

Leah giggled and greeted her and Diego before helping with the bags. Jane and Melanie followed them and she hugged her dad.

"Melanie, how's the neck?" he asked.

"Sore, but it'll heal in a couple of days."

After everyone got situated, they went to the living room to continue watching the preshow of Raw.

Dean stands in the middle of Roman and Seth.

"I didn't get into this business...because it was easy..." Dean said with seriousness. "And you don't hold on to the United States champion for a year because you can't handle pressure. And you see 20 to one odds. I just see a tough night at the office because when you represent The Shield, when you represent this. The new symbol of excellence, you hold yourself to a higher standard. I'm sure Triple H, Rosa, and The Authority think this is pretty funny."

"They look so serious. Their facial reactions are amazing." Jane said.

"I know right! How did you do it?" Leah wondered.

"Do what?" Melanie asked.

"Deal with them glaring at you when you were feuding with them?"

"I had to get used to it. Especially with Joe. I remember we had a segment when he was yelling and screaming at me. Those tears I shed were real, not fake. I was scared. But that was when I first started because it's been a long time since we all worked together and when his character got a little bit renewed, it took a few weeks to get used to. He's a big teddy bear though,"

"But I'm not complaining. Because I gotta get up in the morning no matter what happens and I gotta answer to me," Ambrose continued. "So what I'm gonna do...is throw punches until my arm falls off! Because I am the dirtiest, meanest, nastiest, most rotten son of a gun to walk on this planet and I'll tell you this, I wouldn't want to be any of those 19 other guys trying to steal from me and take what's mine."

"That's right," Seth said. "You got this...you got this, but I'm telling you guys, something still doesn't feel right about the situation. If anything happens out there and if this turns into anything more than it's supposed to be..."

"We got your back. Believe that. And believe in The Shield." Roman reassured.

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"Welcome to Monday night Raw! We are kicking things off with a unique United States championship match." Cole said as The Shield walked through the crowd. "Dean Ambrose will defend his United States championship by the orders of The Authority in a 20 man over the top rope battle royal."

"Oh my gosh..." King said with worry.

Melanie tweets 'Which is a load of crap...'

"And perhaps this is punishment from last night," Cole went on.

"Speaking of last night, as you can see Morgan isn't here,"

"Yes and we have just gotten word that Morgan will be out of action for her neck injury. Rosa defeated Morgan with the help of Evolution after they ambushed The Shield backstage, last night."

"And after the match, they sickeningly assaulted her. It was hard to watch."

"On a positive note, she's tweeting live, right now! At least she'll be tweeting while watching Raw." JBL added.

Melanie tweets 'I have a bad feeling...'

During the match, Dean managed to survive throughout the match. It was the final five. Him, Jack, Ryback, Axel and Sheamus. Ryback and Axel began to take on Ambrose and gang up on him.

"I am just surprised at that man, the current champion, Dean Ambrose is still in this match!" Cole exclaimed.

Melanie tweets 'It's going to be okay. Nothing bad is going to happen. #NailBiting'

Ryback and Axel try to eliminate Dean but he hangs on and lands on the apron. He manages to eliminate Axel as the crowd cheers. Ryback gets tossed over the apron and starts punching Dean back and forth. Ryback runs towards him but Dean dropkicks him on the knees, making him fall off the apron.

Melanie tweets 'That's what I'm talking about, baby! Yes!'

"And we're down to three!" Cole said as Jack tried to pick up Dean.

Dean manages to get back down on his feet and pick up Jack to throw him out of the ring.

Melanie tweets 'Just one more! One more! You got this!'

The crowd goes wild until Rosa runs down the ramp.

"What the what is she doing here!?" Cole exclaimed.

She gets on the apron and starts yelling at Ambrose. The crowd starts to boo while Seth and Roman look alert at the situation.

"Aren't you missing a certain Outspoken Diva?" Rosa got under his skin and smirked.

Dean glares at her and his emotions start to get out of control.

"What are you going to do Dean? What? Are you mad that your precious Morgan had her career ended by the hands of me? Poor darling." she went on.

"Rosa and her mind games," JBL looked on as Seth and Roman started to argue with her.

Roman tries to grab her but Rosa evades his attempt and runs around the ring, making him and Seth chase her. Dean turns around to receive a Brogue Kick from Sheamus.

"Oh my gosh!" King exclaimed.

"Oh!" Jane and Leah shouted.

"This isn't good," Diego mumbled.

"Come on Dean!" Jane shouted at the TV, making Melanie chuckle.

Melanie tweets 'Son of a...'

"Sheamus just blindsided Ambrose!" Cole exclaimed.

"And all thanks to Rosa. That kick took his head off!" King shouted.

Sheamus picks Dean up and throws him out the ring.

"Ambrose eliminated! Sheamus is the new United States champion!" Cole shouted as Sheamus celebrated.

Roman and Seth stop chasing Rosa and look annoyed. She starts jogging up the ramp and grins in satisfaction.

"Damn it!" Leah pouted. "Really Rosa? Really!?"

"Hahaha!" Rosa laughed at The Shield.

Melanie tweets 'I wish I could wipe that smirk off her face...it's okay guys. Stay strong.'

Roman and Seth help Dean up while Sheamus gets out of the ring and celebrates with the title. The Shield get back in the ring. Dean slams his fist on the mat, looking upset.

"What are you supposed to do y'know? You were this close man; you were this close." Seth spoke up.

Triple H walks out, meeting up with Rosa on the stage. He pats her back and smirks at The Shield.

"Last night Evolution engaged in an unforgettable war. And at the end of it, you three were extremely lucky. But...one member wasn't. Looks like Morgan failed to adapt. And I can guarantee she's not going to be seen here any time soon." He said as The Shield shot him dirty looks.

Ambrose leans on the ropes and starts gritting his teeth.

"Ambrose is crazy." Diego chuckled.

"You just noticed that? I love him!" Jane grinned.

Melanie tweets 'Guess I'm a taboo subject here.'

"Now...since Ambrose just lost his US championship, it looks like your luck is changing. And considering the fact that at the end of the night tonight, the three of you are gonna be in six­ man competition... against the Wyatt Family." Triple H announced, earning loud cheers. "I'd be willing to say, your luck has run out."

"What a main event!" Cole said.

"Is there no end to the vindictiveness of Triple H?" King asked.

"I think it's good for business. What a great main event for Monday Night Raw!" JBL added.

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The Shield and The Wyatt family get into it in a back and forth match. The match begins to pick up when Roman gets tagged in and takes the Wyatts down with superman punches, apron clotheslines and a top rope flying clothesline. He sets up for the superman punch until Erick goes after him.

All members of each team get in the ring and start to get into it while Dean and Seth hit Erick and Luke with a suicide dive out of the ring. Roman hits Bray with the superman punch and stalks him with his teammates. All of a sudden Evolution's theme comes on.

"Oh my God, here they come!" Cole shouted as Evolution and Rosa walked out.

Melanie tweets 'Frustrations...building...'

The Shield face off against Evolution as they walk down the ramp. Seth and Dean take out Evolution, Erick, and Luke with another suicide dive but then Bray blasts Reigns and quickly hits him with the Sister Abigail for his team's win.

Melanie tweets 'Should have known...'

Evolution starts attacking The Shield while Rosa watches. Batista throws Ambrose into the steel steps while Orton hits Rollins with a DDT off the top rope. Batista hits Ambrose with a spinebuster on top of the steel steps while Roman escapes Triple H's pedigree. Orton waits until Roman turns around to receive an RKO. Triple H gets angry and hits Roman with a pedigree.

"Triple H is livid," Cole said as Evolution stood tall.

Melanie tweets 'I just wish I could help...'

"Pick him up here! Come on!" Batista shouted as Orton and Triple H picked him up so they could hit him with the triple powerbomb.

Rosa gets on the top rope and strikes Roman with a diving clothesline while Evolution slams Roman down.

"Triple powerbomb with a clothesline. It took six men to leave the three members of The Shield laying tonight." Cole looked on as Rosa and Evolution put their fists out.

"No way!" Jane shouted. "They just did you see that?"

"Wow..." Leah shook her head.

"Haha! This is insane!" Melanie laughed.

Melanie tweets 'This bitch...really? First of all, you didn't do the move right.'

"Evolution is not through with The Shield," Cole said.

Melanie tweets 'Don't worry, you only just motivated my boys. They're going to kick your asses. #JustYouWatch'

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Since Melanie was going to be off the road for a while, she finally had the opportunity to visit Phil and April in Chicago. She has talked to Phil about getting a tattoo for the past year now and he finally talked her into coming to Chicago to get one. She was nervous but excited about the new ink.

Melanie tweets 'Okay...I think I'm ready. Ready to get that tattoo CMPunk #TattooBuddies'

Phil replies 'Sweet. I'll be waiting for you. Don't chicken out on me WWEMorgan101'

Melanie replies back 'CMPunk hardy har har. I won't. Promise! #TryingNewThings #Inked'

Her twitter was already getting blown up with the idea of her getting a tattoo and hanging out with CM Punk, the man who walked out on WWE. But she'd always remain friends with him. After meeting up with him, the two headed over to the shop and she checked out all the different designs.

"Nervous?" Phil asked with a smile.

"A little," she admitted.

"Come on, you said you wanted one and you wanted your best guy friend there."

"You're one of my best guy friends."

"What? I'm hurt. I thought I was number one." He playfully replied in a saddened voice.

"You'll live, man," She patted him on the back.

"So what are you getting and where?" He asked as they checked out all the different designs.

"Well..."

After a few hours of tattooing, her tattoos were finally done and she showed them off.

"Gosh, how do you do it, dude? How do you stand the pain?!" Melanie asked.

"It's not that bad."

"Easy for you to say. Anyway, here's the first one." She put her hair up and revealed her name in Chinese writing. The tattoo was small and ran down from her upper back to down on her spine to stop before the middle of her back.

"That's sick!" Phil nodded in approval. "And the other one?"

She let her hair down and showed him her right wrist. It had the name Mox and each letter was attached to each other, having an easily seen cursive font to it.

"You went for a wrist tat? I'm proud of you."

"I'm flattered."

"So, what's the story behind that?"

"Working with Jon as Jon Moxley was my favorite part of the indies. He's someone I'll cherish forever because if I didn't have that feud with him, I wouldn't have been my Morgan character. I'd probably be a girly character today in WWE, honestly. Plus, I wouldn't be wrestling guys and stuff if it wasn't for him."

"Nice. I wonder how Jane is going to react,"

"I think she'll be okay,"

"She's going to freak out."

"No, I really think she'll be okay."

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"Are you crazy!?" Jane shouted, making Leah wince and hold her ear. "You—­you got a tattoo!?"

"Two, actually," Melanie revealed, making her exhale and sit on the couch.

"Come on sweetheart, she's not destroying her body. Like she said they have stories behind it." Diego said, trying to save her from the situation.

"I think they look awesome!" Leah grinned.

Jane exhaled. "All right. They do look really interesting."

"Does Jon or anyone know?" Leah wondered.

"Yep, they just didn't see it though," Melanie replied.

"Man, I want to see Colby's reaction. He's going to be elated when he sees that you two have almost similar matching tattoos."

"Can't wait to see the look on his face when he finds out, that I actually went along with his idea. He thought I was going to chicken out on getting tattoos."

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The next day, Jane, Leah, Diego, and Melanie head over to Jane's new bakery.

"I can't believe this is happening," Jane looked around in excitement.

She saw her bakery sign called 'Jane's' and saw some employees already in the shop to prepare the free samples.

Melanie tweets 'Wanna meet Jane and I? Come down to Philly for the grand opening of Jane's bakery! Check out the free samples!'

Seconds later WWE's Twitter retweets it and so does the roster until the fans start retweeting it, gaining more traction.

"Word travels fast, huh?" Diego chuckled. "The power of technology."

"Let's not wait any longer!" Jane rushed inside and looked around. "This is amazing!"

After Jane worked with the employees to get everything good and ready for the day, she shared some of the free samples with Melanie, Leah, and Diego as they raved over the deliciousness. The cookies they tried were soft and just the right amount of sugar.

When it was time for the grand opening there was a big crowd, making Jane's day even more better. The fans got photos of her and Melanie and asked Melanie about her neck. Melanie told them she was doing great and couldn't wait to get back in the ring.

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With permission from WWE, Melanie decided to visit her old TNA friends. After talking with Dixie and catching up with the guys, she walked inside the Knockout's locker room, she caught up with Madison Rayne, Velvet, Gail, and Angelina Love. It was great to see them still thriving in the company.

Later when it was time for the show and the little segment she had planned, Melanie sat by ringside.

Angel on my shoulder comes on as the Beautiful People walk out in black evening gowns. They were about to compete in an elimination evening gown match against Brittany and Madison Rayne.

"The following Knockout contest is an evening gown match. Introducing first, the Beautiful People!" Christy Hemme announced.

As soon as Angelina and Velvet walk to ringside, they spot Melanie.

"Oh my gosh!" Velvet grinned and rushed over to her with Angelina.

"Melanie! You're here!" Angelina beamed while Melanie stood up and hugged them with a big smile on her face.

"And look who we have at ringside! Melanie!" Taz announced.

"Melanie visiting TNA, I wonder what's going to happen when she sees Madison again." Mike Tenay wondered, recapping their past feud years ago.

"And their opponents, introducing first from Orlando, Florida, Brittany!" Christy announced as she strutted down the ring, tagging some hands.

'She's a Killa Queen'

"And her tag team partner, from Seattle, Washington, Madison Rayne!"

Madison grinned and twirled around before doing her princess wave.

"This is all Madison's fault. She could have been back with the beautiful people but she turned it down." Taz said as Madison stopped at the end of the ramp and turned her attention to Melanie.

"Uh oh." Mike looked on as she walked over to Melanie.

The Outspoken Diva slowly stood up, facing off against her as the crowd cheered in anticipation.

"I thought these two were done! They still have beef?"

"Don't worry, Melanie! We got her! We got her for ya!" Angelina reassured while Madison got in the ring.

Brittany was impressive, hitting Velvet with a moonsault. She is about to take Velvet's gown off but Madison hits her out of the ring as the ref orders her to get back on the apron. Melanie chuckles at the Beautiful People's dirty work while Angelina holds Brittany's foot so Velvet can eliminate her.

"Brittany has been eliminated," Christy announced.

"Madison is now out numbered," Mike looked on.

"Three on one. Who knows what Melanie is going to do? I can still feel the tension between those two." Taz stated.

Madison holds her own until she gets thrown into the ropes by Velvet. Angelina makes her fall flat on her face by pulling on her legs.

"That was nice, wasn't it?" Angelina grinned and high fived Melanie before getting back on the apron.

"Come on, queen." Velvet choked her on the middle ropes.

Madison fights back and spears Velvet before stripping Velvet.

"And now it's gonna be a one on one match." Mike looked on.

Angelina attacks Madison from behind and chokes her with Velvet's gown.

"How do you like that!?" Angelina shouted before releasing her. "I got her, I got her."

Madison starts fighting back and starts choking her with Velvet's gown before throwing her across the ring a couple of times. All of a sudden, Velvet walks down to the ring again with a towel, distracting her and the ref.

"What are you doing!?" Madison exclaimed before Velvet showed her body to the ref. "You're disgusting, Velvet! Really!? Really!? Really!?"

"Wow," Melanie mumbled while Angelina sprayed Madison with hairspray and stripped her to win the match.

"Your winners! The beautiful people!" Christy announced while Madison covered her eyes.

Velvet meets up with Angelina in the ring and celebrates with her. Melanie jumps off the barricade and walks up the steps.

"And now Melanie is going to celebrate with them," Taz said while Velvet and Angelina hugged her.

The three of them grab a mic while Madison continues to hold her eyes in the ring, still looking embarrassed. She recovers and goes to spear Angelina until Velvet beats her down and holds her down into a headlock.

"How dare you!? How dare you, disrespect us!? You were a nobody! A nobody! Before you were in the beautiful people!" Angelina screamed.

"Don't forget that!" Velvet screamed.

"The only reason we hired your ugly butt was to make us look better! But that's all gonna change. Right...now." Angelina grabbed a brown paper bag with her face on it and put it on Madison's head as the crowd booed.

"This is total humiliation," Mike murmured.

Melanie starts to look uncomfortable. This wasn't right at all.

Angelina and Velvet laugh and high five each other.

"Come on Melanie, hit her!" Velvet shouted.

As she continues to watch, she starts to look upset. In the ring she saw two different women. Madison Rayne and the Madison Rayne years ago. The difference? Madison suffered a lot because of the beautiful people and has been humiliated by them so many times. And maybe that was why she did what she did. She tried to be Melanie's friend but instead took her anger out on her.

Madison has changed a lot these past few years and she wasn't the same heartless, wicked woman anymore. She had a baby and changed her ways. Started to do what was right. And maybe Melanie should do the same.

"Is...is Melanie going to hit her?" Taz questioned.

Suddenly she walked up to Madison and took the paper bag off of her, ripping it into pieces as the crowd cheered.

"What are you doing?" Velvet exclaimed.

"The hell are you doing!?" Angelina shouted.

"Madison...you've made my life a living hell back when I was in TNA but I fought back against you. You've changed a lot over the years and you're trying to do what's right. Now Angelina, Velvet, are you seriously doing this childish crap again?" Melanie asked.

"Are you kidding me!?" Velvet shouted.

"First of all, you two aren't beautiful. You're ugly. Ugly personalities. I'm not a beautiful person and I never will be. I'm a Killa Queen just like Madison." she dropped the mic while Madison speared Velvet, making her roll out the ring.

"Look at this! They're working together?" Taz exclaimed as Angelina's jaw dropped.

Angelina walks over to see Velvet down and out at ringside. As soon as she turns around, she gets hit with a double clothesline by Madison and Melanie. The crowd begins to cheer when she helps Madison take off Angelina's gown and throw her out of the ring.

"Are you kidding me!?" Velvet screamed as she helped Angelina and tried to cover her up.

Melanie chuckled. "Sorry."

She shrugged while Madison's theme came back on. She turns around and grins at her before hugging her.

"Whoa, look at this! They did make up!" Taz looked on. "Two enemies helping each other out."

"Two former enemies." Mike corrected while Melanie raised Madison's hand.

"This isn't over!" Angelina shouted while Madison gave them the princess wave.

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Smackdown was underway with each member of The Shield in singles competition for the night. Unfortunately, Ambrose failed to recapture the US championship from Sheamus and was upset as he banged on the mat, mumbling, "Damn it!"

Then, Roman defeated Mark Henry after giving him a Samoan drop over the top rope, showing off his power, and then a spear. And finally, Rollins took on Batista but lost by count out after Batista evaded Seth's dive, hitting his head on the announce table.

Even though the match was over, Batista decided to throw Seth back in the ring and began beating him up.

"Batista just wants to punish Rollins now," Cole said after Batista hit him with a Batista bomb. "That was completely uncalled for and unnecessary."

Melanie tweets 'Ooh...I just wanna...I'm going to do something that's going to hurt Evolution and Rosa...mentally.'

Later that evening, Rosa was in action against Naomi, having a back and forth match.

"Rosa is really holding her own here tonight," JBL looked on, impressed, as Rosa threw Naomi into the steel post outside the ring.

"This is a scary change in Rosa's character. She's very vindictive." Cole added as Rosa threw Naomi back in the ring.

Rosa tries to take control but Naomi starts fighting back with the crowd behind her. She goes for the rearview but Rosa kicks her butt, making Naomi fall.

"And Rosa counters." Cole watched as she grabbed her for the Gory Bomb, making a sick impact on the mat.

"1!"

"2!"

"3!"

"And Rosa continues to dominate," Cole announced as she got her hand raised.

Naomi rolls out of the ring while Rosa grabs a mic. A 'Rosa Sucks' chant surrounds the arena, making her glare at the crowd.

Moments later, she laughed. "Oh Morgan, how does it feel to see your friends get beaten up by me? I am the best diva­—"

'I've had enough I'm taking you down'

"What!?" Cole exclaimed.

"Morgan's back!" JBL shouted as Rosa's eyes widened and started to look nervous.

The crowd goes wild as they patiently wait for Morgan to come out but then her theme fades out.

"Wait a minute..." Cole said suspiciously.

Melanie tweets 'Corny bluff...Laugh while you can...'

Rosa starts laughing again, making the crowd even more angry with her.

"Haha, you fell for it! You all fell for it! I mean come on, did you really think Morgan is going to come back to the WWE? I ended her career. She's gone. She's done. Morgan doesn't have what it takes to be a top diva. I do. I'm even better than Paige! And I know you and her are buddies, but I'm going to show you that I can beat the Diva's champion. So believe that and believe in Rosa Mendes." She blew a kiss and exited the ring.

"Rosa is continuing her dominance. Will anyone stop her?" Cole wondered.

"I don't know but Paige better watch out. She may have a new challenger for her championship." JBL stated.

[makerkenzie]

WHAT IF Robb Stark heeded good advice? Part 3

I'm back, lions and leopards. Your baby-eating deviant Lannistan is back, continuing the alternate timeline of "the North wins the war in this one." See Part 1: Things to do differently, and Part 2: How is that working out?

Where we left off: King Robb has a dawning realization that Lord Tywin isn't really fighting him on the battlefield. Everyone knows Stannis Baratheon is on his way to besiege King's Landing, and Robb understands King Stannis wouldn't be any more amenable to an independent North than the current Lannister regime is now. No matter who wins the battle, the Freys will probably turn cloak, and Robb can't afford that. He needs to have a productive discussion of terms before the siege, and the best candidate for that discussion is Acting King's Hand Tyrion.

King Robb's entourage will include:

His mother, Catelyn, who's proven an astute advisor, and has recent up-close experience with Tyrion.

Uncle Edmure, soon to become Lord of Riverrun.

Ser Stevron Frey is still alive in this one because they didn't attack Oxcross, so he didn't take a wound. He's the heir to the Crossing.

Lord Greatjon Umber, lord of Last Hearth and King Robb's fiercest supporter.

Ser Wylis Manderly, heir to New Castle.

Lady Maege Mormont of Bear Island.

Theon Greyjoy, heir to Pyke.

Their hostage Ser Jaime Lannister, the shiny thing to dangle in Tyrion's face.

Lady Brienne of Tarth, Lady Catelyn's sworn sword there to keep Ser Jaime in line.

There are probably some other people I should include in the team. I think it's definitely in King Robb's interest to bring this bunch, at least.

Team shows up at the Red Keep! If I were Robb, I'd give Ser Jaime several good meals along the trip and a bath, shave and clean clothes just before they let Tyrion see him.

Now this doesn't mean they're releasing Jaime into his brother's custody effective immediately. It means a prisoner exchange is on the table. They've brought him this far as a gesture of good faith.

...and in the spirit of good faith, Robb and Catelyn would like to see Sansa and Arya.

So Tyrion's all like, yes, of course. Here's Sansa! See, she's fine, we're taking good care of her!

Yes, good, and, what about Arya?

And Tyrion starts making shit up about Arya being such a trickster, always playing hide-and-seek, and this one time she didn't turn up for supper and it took the septa SEVEN HOURS to find her...

Cue the record scratch, freeze frame on Tyrion: "You must be wondering how I got here."

In all seriousness, the Starks' first suspicion is that Arya's dead and the Lannisters know it. Shit's about to get real, and Sansa starts making noises because she doesn't want to see her mom, big brother, and uncle get slaughtered or locked in cells. At some point Brienne gets in the middle of the fray and shockwaves everyone out to the edges.

Long story somewhat shorter: Tyrion insists they WANT to give Arya back to her family and they have people on the case of FINDING HER, and there's no reason to think she's dead. Sansa corroborates enough to tell the Starks it's still possible for Arya to turn up alive and the Lannisters aren't hiding her.

Back to the war camp outside the city walls. They let Tyrion sweat for a few days while Robb argues about terms and tactics with his team. Ultimately! Catelyn convinces her son that they still need to conclude the war sooner rather than later. Back to the Red Keep!

THIS TIME, as they know the Lannisters only have one of the girls to trade for Jaime, the Starks are in a stronger position.

From Tyrion's position: He's not convinced that Northern independence is even tenable, much less if they take the Riverlands with them. He's even less convinced there's any version of splitting the kingdom that his father would honor in the long term. He sees his assignment as getting Jaime safely home, and convincing the Starks to bend the knee, in that order.

With Team Stark at the table, Tyrion's questions are:

The Wall. Robb says yes, of course, it'll be the North's responsibility to maintain the Night's Watch. If men from the southern provinces want to volunteer for the Watch, they're granted safe passage through the North, but the Iron Throne is under no obligation. If the Wall is inadequately guarded and maintained, the North will bear the brunt of wildling raids.

Right, about that? Tyrion visited the Wall and hung out with men of the Watch and he'd like to know: what happens if the danger beyond the Wall is something much worse than a bunch of ragged people they don't like? How does the southern kingdom trust the North to protect everyone from a Snow Zombie invasion?

Robb's handwaving away that concern, but Tyrion has his reservations. He puts that one aside and moves on to:

The freaking Riverlands, I tell you. That's a problem. They want to take the center out of the kingdom? How are the other regions supposed to accept that?

Well, his daddy should've thought about that---

Yes, yes, his father ravaged the center of the kingdom, and it was easy. Of course once an agreement is reached, they'll withdraw their army from the Trident, yes. And how does the North intend to protect the Riverlands from invasion by other regional armies? It's either an independent kingdom, or not. That's the part where Ser Stevron and Uncle Edmure start asking to speak to King Robb in the next room.

After a tense discussion away from Tyrion, Robb comes back and assures him they'll have no problem with civilian travel through the Riverlands and of course they'll be responsible for protection. Edmure and Stevron still seem nervous but Tyrion is ready to move on.

If the new kingdom has a poor harvest and abrupt winter, they realize they can't ask the Iron Throne for food aid? They can buy food shipments from the Reach, sure, but if they can't pay for it, then they'll just have to suffer the famine. Which brings us back to the Wall.

If the Iron Throne gets word of a non-human threat coming from beyond the Wall, and the North has failed to support the Night's Watch enough to contain the threat, that's a problem for the entire continent. Again, Robb insists the Snow Zombies are long gone.

So Tyrion asks: But what if they're not long gone? If the Snow Zombies come back, and the North has failed to maintain the Wall, whether from hardship or disinclination, then the entire continent is in danger, and how does the North expect the southern kingdom to respond? The point is that if the North fails to protect the continent from supernatural threats, then its independence is null and void and the IT will re-annex the entire goddamn territory. Robb says okay, that's fine, because he is entirely sure the Snow Zombies aren't coming.

What about the Iron Islands? Are they part of the new independent Northern kingdom? No, they'll be another independent kingdom on their own. Oh really? So if the isles raid the North/Riverlands, they're prepared to deal with the attacks and not seek the Iron Throne's aid? Theon insists his dad won't do that. To which Tyrion feels like:

BUT SERIOUSLY, these terms aren't only applicable to the near future. When the current players' grandchildren are ruling their kingdoms, and the isles go raiding the Northern kingdom, then...?

13. So that's when Maege Mormont pulls Robb aside and there's another discussion behind the nearest closed door. They come back in looking moderately twitchy. Robb assures Tyrion he and his vassals will arrange their own safeguards against attacks from the isles.

14. Speaking of which! About the Ironborn currently attacking the west? They'll need to withdraw before the North gets any sort of agreement from the Lannisters. And if they want their own independence, they'll need to send a delegation down to KL to negotiate their own terms. Theon says yeah, okay, they'll do that. Tyrion says furthermore, if the isles go on attacking any of the southern provinces, and the North enables them in any way...the North's independence is null and void. Robb agrees, of course they will not enable the isles to raid the mainland. Tyrion continues that it goes without saying (but he's saying it anyway) that if the North/Riverlands attacks the southern kingdom, they will be re-annexed with extreme prejudice. Robb assures him they don't want any more war.

15. By this point, Tyrion's thinking he can actually get on board with splitting the kingdom. It's probably not sustainable past five years into the coming winter, but he's prepared to let them try it. There's still the matter of how much longer he'll be Acting King's Hand. He says to Robb, a treaty won't do them any good if his father rips it up. There's also the risk of Stannis taking over, and if he does, there's no way of knowing if he'll honor the treaty. (Catelyn knows.) The only assurance Tyrion can offer in that area is that if Stannis wins, and he doesn't honor the treaty, then the Starks don't have to pay tribute to the Iron Throne. Yes, they will be expected to make payments, which Tyrion is willing to divide into easily manageable amounts by spreading them over the next 200 years or so. Consider it 1) clean-up fee for their allies attacking the Westerlands, 2) restitution for forcing the Lannisters to divide their army whilst dealing with Stannis, and 3) insurance against Wall collapse. Fair or not, there's no way Tywin will honor the treaty if it doesn't include some sort of recompense. Even there, Tyrion offers an alternative: the Starks summon their army to KL to ally with the Lannisters against Stannis. Catelyn pulls her son aside and tells him: just make the payments. Their family can renegotiate the amounts with the next king or Hand.

16. With that much agreed, here's the procedure. First, the Starks exchange Tyrion's brother for Robb's sister before they leave the city, or there's no treaty. Second, they contact their allies in the west and demand immediate withdrawal. The treaty isn't valid until the invaders are gone. Finally, Tyrion promises to keep his agents searching for Arya, and if she turns up alive, they'll escort her back to Winterfell. HOWEVER: if Tywin honors the treaty, Cersei is likely to demand a hostage, and her demand will be supplied. So, the Starks need to prepare to say goodbye to another family member.

17. There are more prisoners of war on both sides. They'll stay where they are until after the battle. If Stannis wins...then, that'll be one of the less dangerous discussions the Starks will have with him.

18. The prisoner exchange is a joyous event. Sansa can't stop hugging her fam. Tyrion sticks Jaime in a tower cell in Maegor's Holdfast until he promises to hide in the secret tunnels during the battle. To their shock and horror, Cersei agrees with Tyrion that Jaime should sit out the battle after his months of being chained to a wall in Riverrun. Jaime promises to stay out of the fighting, just to make his siblings happy. And then when the battle begins, he disguises himself like a common man-at-arms and he goes out and fights. His presence on the field prevents Ser Mandon Moore from making his murder attempt on Tyrion. WHICH MEANS, Tyrion doesn't take any serious injuries during the battle, he isn't bedridden for days afterward, and his daddy can't railroad him out of the discussion following their victory. Things are getting twitchy between Jaime and Cersei.

19. The Starks send ravens to their allies in the west, followed by messengers in case the ravens don't make it, instructing withdrawal from the territory. Rickard Karstark doesn't like the news, as he still insists on killing Ser Jaime. Robb starts by reminding him of his surviving son Harrion, prisoner of the Lannister army, and follows by promising execution for insubordination. The Ironborn withdraw from the west, just in time for the Starks to get the heck out of Dodge before Stannis sails into Blackwater Bay. They ride back up to Riverrun and hold their breath for a resolution.

20. Tywin isn't exactly "happy" about the independence treaty, but he honors it because the war has already cost them huge amounts of gold, grain harvest, and lives. Tribute payments are welcome news. Cersei demands a hostage from the Starks, as promised. The Starks pause at the Twins on the way back to Winterfell so Robb can marry some giddy young she-weasel as they'd previously agreed. Nobody's head gets sewn onto a direwolf. Harrion Karstark goes home with his dad and Gawen Westerling goes home to the Crag.

21. The Starks roll up to Winterfell with Robb's new bride beside him and Brienne still serving Catelyn. Nobody's invaded or burned the castle. Theon is still their hostage and has all his appendages fully attached. There's the joyous reunion with Bran and Rickon, though Arya's absence is still heavy in the air. It's even more bittersweet when the raven arrives with Cersei's demand of a hostage. They're trying to convince Cersei to accept a sibling of the she-weasel, and Cersei is not having it. She demands one of Robb's family of birth, or she will claim his firstborn child. Just as the family are almost ready to accept they'll have to send Rickon to the Red Keep, Sandor Clegane rides up to the castle gates with Arya. There's another joyful reunion, and after rolling around in a pile of hugs and kisses with her children, Catelyn makes a decision: she will be the hostage. Brienne accompanies her to the Red Keep, where Cat releases her from service. Cersei is satisfied.

Now winter is coming and the North has its independence. It'll stay that way as long as they can keep the Riverlands secure. And as long as Balon Greyjoy behaves himself. And they have enough grain and salt beef to keep their people fed through the winter. And as long as the Wall doesn't crack. Sure, they've got it from there.

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Male y/n × monse

POV: You love monse, but she's in love with cesar

M/n had been best friends with the group ever since elementary, he had caught feelings for monse since the fifth grade but never said anything due to not wanting to ruin the friendship. He finally had the courage once they hit high school but never had the chance to tell her, One day as he went to tell her...

"Monse, can I talk to you?" Says m/n, as he runs up behind Monse as they walk the halls of their school. "Not right now, m/n. I'm busy" She replies urgently as she speed walks down the hall towards the storage closet to meet Cesar. "C'mon, please? It's important, it'll only take a minute." M/n says emotionally. "No, I can't. I'm meeting with cesar" She says as she speeds off leaving m/n alone in the hall. "Oh..right" He says as a sigh escapes his mouth. "Dammit.." he says quietly but to no one as everybody has already left the halls.

Later that day m/n and the group were all at rubys house for a hangout, Jamal and Ruby were in the kitchen arguing back and forth over whether the roller world money existed or not, and Cesar was sitting on the couch with Monse right next to him as they talk and show each other something on their phones. As m/n was sitting at the kitchen table silently watching them with a jealous look in his eyes towards Cesar. "Jamal, for the last time. The Rollerworld money isn't real!" Yells Ruby to Jamal. "It is! I'm telling you guys, it's real. It's buried somewhere here in freeridged" Jamal yells back with a matter-of-fact tone. "I agree with Jamal" m/n says as he looks away from Cesar and monse. "What?" Monse says as she looks up and at m/n. "Why? It's a stupid myth." She says catching Cesar's attention. "Yeah, c'mon hermano. It's just a silly story people told" Cesar says with an amused smirk. "It's not!" Jamal pipes up. "It's real, I'm telling you guys we gotta find it, we'll be filthy rich!" Jamal exclaimed excitedly. "Oh my god, Jamal just drop it," Ruby adds in, with an annoyed tone.

After everyone starts heading home m/n chases after monse as she walks home "monse, hey! Wait!" She stops and looks at m/n confused. "Yeah, what's up?" She stops walking facing him. "I gotta tell you something, it's really important..." he says with a slight nervous smile. "Ok, what is it?" M/n sighs nervously and smiles. "Monse, i.. I really like you, and I was wondering if you'll be my girlfriend?.." m/n says with a hopeful gaze but slowly stops smiling as monse stays silent. "Monse..?" Monse sighs and looks away. "No, m/n. I like Cesar." She says. "Oh.." m/n mutters as his smile completely drops but then he forces a smile. "ok, that's cool. I understand." He says with a forced grin. "Are you sure, I'm sorry I-" m/n cuts her off. "No it's totally good, I'm alright with that." Monse sighs and smiles. "Ok, well I gotta go. I'll see you tomorrow." She waves and walks off leaving m/n alone. "Yeah, see you tomorrow..." he says as his smile drops, he then turns around and just heads home.

Axel- damnnnn I haven't posted in a minute😅

Hope ya'll enjoy it, it's kinda lazy and short I'll admit. Made this at 4 in the morning so bare with me 💀anywayss I'll probably do a Katsuki bakugou × male reader sooner or later, no promises on the sooner side tho😂 but if u want, u can leave request, but I cant promise on making them right away. Probably months later💀🤦‍♂️