#WHY DID HER HEAD GET CUT OFF GRR

[safety-writes-noms]

I finally finished drawing the bot! Robots are harder to draw than they look 😢. Anyways here are two brand new oc’s! I may have set myself up since I made the bot’s design kinda complicated and it’ll be a real pain to try and draw again. And he’s a bit wonky. But it’s okay I’m just happy with the results. The bot’s name is Orion, the human’s name is Jane. She was poached from earth and managed to escape by hijacking a pod. She crash lands in a giant city inhabited by huge sentient robots and has to find a way back to earth with the help of Orion. There’s a language barrier between them tho so it makes things kinda hard — especially in the beginning.

[swampstew]

Can I request Buggy with Fluff N3 for the event? Thank you!! ❤️❤️❤️

Hello anon❤️ Thank you for your submission and patience! I hope you get a chance to read this :) You requested fluff, subtle intimacy, and I give you: [ Simple Touches ] Bandaging/stitching up an injury

Oh Captain, My Captain Buggy

Warnings: None. Fluff and cute stuffs. Ended up sorta sweet n' romantic in a way I wasn't anticipating but Buggy deserves it tbh, cutie but wet n' pathetic King of the Pirates❤️ Word count: 1.1K

“OOOOOWWWWW!”

You push through the pained howls of your Captain as you stitch up his latest injuries. For a man who had eaten the chop-chop fruit, he sure got brutally chopped up by other people more than he should reasonably be.

To be fair, his latest network of contacts involved some intense and no-nonsense individuals. Two in particular who seem to have a rather tight hold on his gorgeous blue head as he did their bidding and processed their contracts.

“DAMNIT Y/N that HURTS!” Buggy hollers at you, tears spilling down his face in pure agony. It makes your heart break. Still you push on.

“It will hurt more if it festers and worsens. Then we’d have to seriously chop pieces off you,” you chide him gently, done with pushing the needle through the tail end of the long gash on his chest. “This is going to sting a bit but I’ll count down from 3. 3—” you tightened the sutures securely before he could hold his breath.

“YYYYEEEEOOOOOWWWW!!!!” his head flew from his neck, as did his hands and feet from his body. “GRR!! YOU ENJOYED THAT TOO MUCH!” he spit at you.

You give him an unimpressed look, “You know that that’s not true. Now get back here. You have some wounds on your face and right hand that need to be disinfected and bandaged. If you can make it through without any complaints, I’ll give you a treat. Sound good?”

His head reattaches to his head but his hand floats down to grip his chin, “A treat? What kind of treat?”

“A nice one. We got a deal?”

With a nod, Buggy reassembles himself and sits still as you inspect each cut and bruise. Washing away the dirt and dried blood, applying a salve on the wounds, and wrapping each one in a bandage or long, woven cotton wrap to soak up any leaking from the cuts. A hushed song brews in your throat and without realizing it, you start to emit the tune from your lips as you patch him up.

Buggy watches you closely as you lightly hum to yourself while you work. Normally, he would literally talk his ass off about anything and everything – but watching you treat him so tenderly has his mouth dry and his mind quiet. Trying to understand the feelings in his chest that you cause him to have with your firm but kind personality. Not understanding why you treat him with such dignity and warmth despite his antics; you’re one of the few people who sees through his bullshit but you also accept it, encourage it even. In his brain playing back all his interactions with you over the last year that you’ve been on his crew to better understand what your deal is.

His eyes bug out of his head for a moment, a memory unearthing itself. With Alvida.

“I think the new doc likes you, Bugs,” she tilted her cowboy covered head at Buggy. When he gave her a confused look, she scoffed and used her head to gesture at you sitting at the bar with his most trusted men. “You’re telling me that you’ve NEVER noticed how much time they manage to spend with you, or how they always talk you up? That they know almost everything about you that not even your own crew knows about?” Buggy scoffed, “Most of my crew are idiots, why would I tell those morons anything?” Alvida gave him a bewildered look, “Then why do you share anything with the doc?” “I don’t share EVERYTHING!” “Oh no? So you haven’t spilled to them how Emperor Shanks is the only man you can respect as the next King of the Pirates?” His hands flew to her face and smothered her speech, “QUIET YOU DAMN WOMAN!”

Buggy felt like an idiot.

That was maybe three months ago.

“All done. You should heal up in no time but if you feel worse, you know where to find me.”

Buggy brought his hand to the back of his neck, “Yeah. Sure.” He wasn’t sure how to pivot from being a crybaby patient to a flashy guy with rizz when he suddenly felt…overly aware of how he acts around you. To be perceived by you and now knowing that you were perceiving him.

“Wh-where’s my treat?”

“Oh that’s right I do owe you a nice one. Wait right here.”

His mind is racing a mile a minute, trying to plan, trying to scheme a charming personality in 2-seconds flat as he watches you go to your desk and pull out a dark bottle. Buggy didn’t notice how attractive your face is as he did just now. He always thought you were the most attractive in the crew in general, but now he was seeing your face. And he found that…he actually quite liked it.

Your step falters are you become aware of his intense stare. You feel…insecure suddenly. Is there something gross on your face or scrubs? Does he not like liquor suddenly? Oh no, is your hair messy?? With a trembling hand you tuck some loose hair behind your ear and lightly touch your scrub as you present the bottle.

“An aged rum that I nicked from our last raid. I hear it’s a grossly expensive brand.”

Buggy took the bottle and rolls it in his hands quietly, not saying anything at all. You watch him nervously, anxiety eating at your gut, a hot flush spreading behind your ears and the back of your neck. You know for a fact that Buggy likes expensive things, no matter what it is. Even if he hates what it actually is, like that time he tried bull fighting fish caviar. He was laid up in your office for a week after that one. He still keeps a preserved jar around, just so he can say he has it on hand.

“I hear it goes well with steak, or something,” you mumble, confidence draining away slowly.

He perks up to that, “Steak? Oh yeah, yes that does sound like a good pairing.” He stands up from the cot and shifts on his feet.

Buggy the Star Clown is shooting his shot.

“If I make Cabaji cook up a few steaks, would you…be interested in joining me for dinner? A flashily impromptu date?”

Your eyes nearly bug out of your head, that being the last thing you expect to hear from him. You had been certain that you would have to ask him out yourself with all the hints and nudges you gave him in the past seemed to go, well, right over his head.

“Oh! Y-yes that sounds nice!”

Smiling, Buggy turns to exit. Passing through the threshold he turns back to add, “I’ll pick you up at your cabin later. Escort you to the dining hall and all that jazz.” He ducks out of the room.

You’re glad he isn’t there anymore because your knees weaken and you grab the cot in support. Thrilled, you look at your schedule and decide to close up early. The injured would have to stay injured on their time, you had an important date tonight.

[temporalbystander]

Why do I do this to myself?

Sup everyone. Surprised to see me? Yeah I'm surprised to be posting. But as my head get slowly closer to exploding despite me doing everything that normally helps with my headaches? I thought I'd share a Miraculous hot take that I came up with a while ago but never actually shared. Warning. Spoilers and slight salt ahead.

Okay, so while I was trying to take a nap to hopefully rid myself of this headache, my mind went back over opinions I have come across on Tumblr and other sites as a sort of "yeah right, I'm not letting you sleep, have some month old anger instead". Specifically around Zoe Lee and how she's a Mary Sue.

Now. Three things piss me off about the term Mary Sue just on its own. Number one, it's more than likely being used incorrectly. Number two, it forever ruins a great sounding name (Mary Sue just sounds sweet to me and I would use for the kind neighbour next door if it wasn't for this) and three? Is used as an insult despite being EXACTLY WHAT SUPERMAN IS AND I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL WITH A GODDAMN NUKE SO COME AT ME!

pants Sorry. That always gets to me. Anyway, the term as it's applied to Zoe? Falls firmly in the first scenario. See, people call her a Mary Sue when in reality what they mean is "bland nice girl" so kind of like Mylene until Horrificator or Rose until Princess Fragrance where we actually saw more of their personality. I'd go further into what I mean but that's not the point of this.

No, the point is all the people who say Zoe has no reason to exist and to them I say. "She's a fictional character her reason is because the writers say so." But... I also agree. This is where the salt comes in because, had Miraculous not been stubbornly controlled by a bullying manchild incapable of receiving criticism, who also hates a teenage girl he made up to an extent that it's disturbing? Zoe wouldn't exist.

Now people have said that she was just a replacement for Chloe. And again I agree but not for the reasons they believe. Zoe is what Chloe should have become had Mr "nobody appreciates me so I'll put myself in the show telling them why they are idiots" actually followed through on the redemption arc. Yes I'm insulting him more than I have ever even mentioned him before. Why? Because I recently saw his tweets where he said Chloe wasn't abused because she has a father throwing money at her despite her mother rejecting her existence. Fuck. Him. Not to mention the ones where he basically calls us idiots for thinking Chloe was getting redeemed in the first place.

Anyway I'm getting off topic. What do I mean when I say Zoe is basically a redeemed Chloe? Well our first introduction to her in Sole Crusher shows she's capable of being a copy of Chloe, something she does because she just wants to feel loved by her family. We know from the whole Queen wasp thing that Chloe doubts her mother's love for her (something that is never mentioned again despite Audrey's opinion on Chloe never really seeming to change. Unless you want to count keeping her like some kind of mini me which is... Arguably worse and reminds me of how Chloe treats Sabrina) and it was believed by the fandom that Chloe acted the way she did because she wanted her mother to love her and be proud of her. But nope. She's just irredeemably evil. Despite being a 15 year old girl who still cuddles her bear and sucks her thumb for comfort when she's upset. Totally evil.

Grr... next. Point. Before I devolve into pointing out all the times Thomas Asshole showed he knew jackshit about characterisation.

Anyway. After Zoe realises that she'll never get her family's love in a way she's satisfied with she turns to her newfound friends for comfort cutting all attempts to please her mother. Something we expected Chloe to do. Then comes Queen Banana. Not only is Zoe given the bee miraculous (which I don't understand why people were surprised at, who else was gonna get it? Aurora? Marinette doesn't go far to pick new members. And if you say, "well they could always just fuse" you clearly don't understand the benefit to having another person for the Akuma to focus on.) But the way she got Chloe to keep the charm showed that she's capable of manipulating people. A skill we all thought Chloe would put be able to put to better use should she be redeemed. See Matt's Honey and Vinegar comic for a brilliant example of this.

Then we get to the major point in my mind. Something everyone (may be an exaggeration) had pegged for Zoe since she was introduced and that most theorised for Chloe as a potential explanation for some of her actions. Having feelings for Marinette. Now when this was confirmed it wasn't a surprise to me. It was so far from a surprise I was actually slightly disgusted that they chose Zoe to be the blatant one and not confirm Rose and Juleka or even Marc and Nathaniel. You can say it's obvious from how Rose and Juleka interact but Alya and Marinette act the same at times and they haven't known each other nearly as long. Or as intimately since Juleka kept Rose's illness a secret for who knows how long and that tore her to pieces every time it happened. I'm a dude. I'm so conditioned to see Yuri in female friendships that I've reconditioned myself to go the opposite way and assume it's just me being perverted. Do I believe Juleka and Rose are a couple? Yes. Will I call it canon? Not until I see a kiss, because they've definitely already confessed by now if it's true. Do I care if the writers confirmed it? No. Because JK Rowling said Dumbledore was gay and Hermione could be black. Only one of those is possible given what she's written, the other is clearly just an attempt to please this new era obsessed with inclusion at the expense of preestablished facts.

Dammit I got off topic again. Anyway, Chloe has been in the same class as Marinette for the past four years, something I remember joking about a while back calling Chloe out for being a stalker. But with her dad being Mayor, her fully using that to get what she wants even in school, and her focus on making Marinette miserable to such an extent that it's almost like Mari is the only target Chloe actually cares about hurting? Well I've seen enough "bully because I like you", "lash out because I'm confused" and "overcompensate because it's not normal/ my parents would disown me if they knew" tropes to suspect that they're might be a deeper meaning to why she does it.

Or at least that's what I would think. You know. If she wasn't completely and utterly evil. Between all the play heroes, tickle fights with Sabrina until they fall asleep, and being the sole person to throw off an Akuma before it takes hold because of their firm belief they are a hero. I mean how can you not see how evil and irredeemable she is when she has all that on her resumè?

sighs To finish up I want to make one thing clear. I like Zoe. In better hands I'm sure I'd have loved her even more but, even if she's just the replacement we were given so we'd shut up about Chloe, the fact is she's a good friend to Marinette (her lack of presence and late introduction means she hasn't done anything to annoy me like the others have), her design is amazing (reminds me of Equestria Girls Sunset Shimmer actually) and is basically the only one Chloe can't touch. The potential she brings to fanworks is absolutely staggering but in the show as it is? She's another pillar of support for Marinette. With the crap that girls gone through? That's more than enough for me.

[trelkez]

I had a request for fic snippets to go with this poll, so I'll drop each one into a separate reblog.

Star Wars fic snippet under the cut:

(notes on this story: post-TLJ AU, Rey/Finn/Poe is the primary relationship but the focus is mostly on plot; currently about 30k, probably finishing ... ... around 100k? this snippet takes place in the first chapter, which is entirely Poe backstory.)

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People were real sorry about what had happened to Poe's mom.

"I'm sorry," he heard from half the town. "I'm so sorry," from off-worlders he didn't know, and even a muttered "sorry about your mom," from Jon Krail who ran the supply store. Jana's mom gave him the biggest hug he'd ever seen her give anyone, and his grandfather hugged him constantly, wet-eyed and sad.

There were more people at the house after her funeral than had ever been there at one time. Most of the town had come, and the off-worlders seemed to fill every remaining available space, crowding the house until Poe couldn't go anywhere without being in the way.

He snuck out into the woods, climbing over the perimeter fence and heading down the path that lead to the clearing where his mother landed her A-wing. One of his usual chores was to come out here and pull saplings to keep the ground clear, so he did that for a while, working his way through the clearing, getting closer and closer to the A-wing. 

Poe stood next to the A-wing, looking up. At eight years old, he knew the name for every part. He didn't understand how it all worked, not yet, but he knew the sublight engines, the stabilizer wings, the sensor array. He knew the spaces where there used to be laser cannons and missile launchers, knew the small ways his mom's A-wing was different from the model ship next to his bed. He knew exactly where to grip to pull himself up, so he did, feet scrambling against the wing, and he hit the hatch release just like his mom always did, leaning back as the cockpit hatch swung open.

Poe hit the button to close the hatch and curled up in the pilot's seat. He'd never been in the A-wing cockpit alone; it was big like this, too big for him to reach the controls from the chair, empty in a way that scared him, even if he didn't know why.

He closed his eyes for a minute.

Poe woke to the soft hiss of the hatch locks releasing. A man he didn't know was crouched on the wing, looking down into the cockpit.

"Hey, kid," the man said, giving him a funny little wave. "Had a feeling I'd find you out here. Your dad is looking for you." 

Somewhere Poe couldn't see, someone said something that sounded like grr-ow wah oh mok. Poe could speak the same three languages as most kids in the rural areas of Yavin IV, but that wasn't one of them.

Curious, he stood, peering out over the wing. A tall, furry being was down on the ground, a – um – a Wookie, that was a Wookie, but the only Wookie Poe could think of who even kind of knew his dad was—

His head swiveled back to the man on the wing.

"You're Han Solo," Poe said, and for a moment he forgot about everything else, about the empty cockpit and the strangers in his house, all of it. That was Han Solo, and that was Chewbacca, and – if they were here, was— "Is Princess Leia here?"

Han gave him a strange look, then smiled, shaking his head. "She wanted to come, but she couldn't make it. Sorry, kid."

"Oh," Poe said, disappointed. Still, Han Solo. "Where's your blaster?"

Chewbacca made a noise that sounded like a laugh. Han shot a look at him over his shoulder, waving him off. 

"I don't carry it with me all the time," Han said. "It's on my ship."

"The Millennium Falcon," Poe said, distracted again. He had a model YT-1300 in his room, but his dad said the Millennium Falcon looked different, like the A-wing looked different. "Can I see?"

"If your dad says you can, sure." Han held out a hand. "You want to come out?"

Poe hesitated, caught between the lure of the Millennium Falcon and the certainty that he was going to be too grounded to ever look at a spaceship ever again when he got home. He wasn't supposed to go past the fence alone. He wasn't supposed to go into the A-wing alone. His dad had sent out Han Solo and Chewbacca to find him, which meant his dad must have been really worried, because Han Solo and Chewbacca didn't look for just anybody, and Poe was going to be so, so grounded. 

But—

"Okay," he said, and let Han help him up onto the wing. Poe jumped down, sure of his landing, and looked up and up at Chewbacca, who was even bigger than he'd ever imagined, wow. Marsen Rano always played Chewbacca because he was the tallest, but even he wasn't that tall. Nobody was.

"It's all right, he doesn't bite," Han said, patting Chewbacca on the shoulder as he climbed down off the wing. 

 "My friend Marsen plays Chewbacca," Poe said quickly. He didn't want Chewbacca to think he was scared. "Because he's tall."

Chewbacca said something else Poe didn't understand. Han snorted, putting a hand on Poe's shoulder and steering him toward the path through the jungle.

"Yeah, yeah, don't let it go to your head," Han said to Chewbacca, then looked down at Poe, who was staring back up at him, rapt. Poe didn't need to look where he was going; he could walk the forest paths in complete darkness, and had. "Who do you play?"

"Leia," Poe said. Han made a funny sound. "I used to play you, when I was little, but Qon only ever wants to be Han, and Mom says Leia is better anyway." 

Chewbacca laughed. Han sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. 

"Smart woman," Han said.

"Jana is always Luke," Poe said, and swung his arms like a lightsaber, bzzt. Han made another funny noise. "We used to have a Lando, but she moved away."

"Probably doesn't write, either," Han said. 

"She's only little, she doesn't know how to write," Poe said, shrugging. They emerged from the treeline, approaching the perimeter fence.

There were people all over, crowding the clearing around the house. Poe stopped short, all the excitement of the past five minutes falling away.

Poe's father was standing at the fence, watching for them. Han glanced down at Poe and sighed, squeezing his shoulder.

"Ready?"

Poe didn't want to go back there. There were too many people in his house, and none of them were his mom.

Han sighed  again, louder, and looked over at Poe's dad, making some gestures Poe didn't understand. Poe's father hesitated, then nodded, gesturing back. Signaling, like in the stories: Pathfinder signals.

"Okay, kid," Han said. "You want a tour, you're going to get a tour."

Poe froze, staring up at Han and Chewbacca. They were really going to take him to see the Millennium Falcon? The Millennium Falcon that had destroyed the Death Star? 

He burst into tears.

"Oh great, we broke him," Han said, which only made Poe cry more. "Is Kes – should we—"

Big, furry arms picked Poe up, lifting him off his feet and into a hug. Chewbacca patted him on the back, saying something in a soothing rumble. Poe clutched at him, sniffling.

"This is why tears are your job," Han whispered. Chewbacca's response didn't sound very nice. "Look, kid, I get it. Big day, too much going on. You tell me, where do you want to go?"

They sat in the cargo hold of the Falcon for hours, eating reconstituted jogan fruit cake while Han taught Poe to play sabacc. 

"This is why you don't let old friends watch your kids," Poe's father said, later, as Poe showed him the deck of cards Han had given him. 

"Can Han and Chewie come over all the time?" Poe asked, sorting face cards into piles.

"Luckily for all of us, no." Poe's father set his chin on his palm, watching him flip through the cards. "Did you get to see the cockpit?"

"Yeah." Poe shrugged. "I like the A-wing better."

"Yeah," Poe's father echoed, his voice going all weird and scratchy. "Me too."

He got up and left the room, and he didn't come back for a while. He did that a lot, all through the dry season. Poe spent a lot of time at Jana's house, inventing card games with his sabacc deck and doing chores to help out at the supply store.

When the rains started, Poe's grandfather came to stay for a while, and his father stopped leaving so much, and things started to feel – not normal, but less wrong. They planted crops for the wet season in the gardens around the house, same as they always did, and Poe's father reinforced the garden fencing to keep out the mucous salamanders that came with the rains, same as he always did. 

Poe missed his mom, and he missed flying in the A-wing. He spent his ninth birthday curled up in the A-wing's cockpit, crying himself into exhaustion. But life went on, and it was – okay. Not terrible.

Then the Jedi came to town and ruined everything again.

If I were to commit to posting fic again after almost a decade, which of these should I commit to?

I included everything in my wips folder I can for sure finish, including some ... pretty dusty ones. (I started that Star Wars fic in January 2016 as a post-TFA story. Last update: December 2019.)

Whichever one I start with will probably be posted as a wip, except for the Queliot story, which I think tops out around 25k. The one closest to being finished is probably the Stranger Things AU; the one that will wind up going the longest is probably the Star Wars AU.

All of that said:

[comfortbucky]

requests? did someone say requests??😌

fluffy headcanon, mafia boss!bucky comes home after being away for a week or so and it’s just a cute ass reunion between the reader & him with lots of kisses & hugs n shit

or(take your pick) :)

one shot, where john walker is really rude to reader(insults her & shit), but she stands up for herself. they(her & john) get into a fight & bucky finds out by surprisingly swinging by her apartment. of course bucky is pissed, but he tends to her wounds. then for some stupid reason, john shows up at readers apartment & bucky loses it. but it ends in bucky admitting his feelings to reader n some fluff 😩

hope you find motivation for at least one of these:😚

hi yes hehe i did say requests🙈

i’m a sucker for tfatws!bucky so- (and john walker is a rat bastard🤣 so lemme go off)

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pairing: tfatws!bucky x fem!avenger!reader

warnings: john walker (grr), violence! and descriptions of bloody injuries

A/N: also! i sort of changed the prompt i hope u don’t mind too much🥺 // this oneshot will not be taking place during the canon timeline btw but inspired by the events/themes of tfatws

word count: 1.5 k

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completed requests!

Y/N sighed, as she plopped onto the couch after a long day. She, Bucky, and Sam had spent the whole day researching the Flagsmashers to try and track them down. It took all day, partially because Bucky needed a little extra help with learning how to use his laptop. She chuckled at the memory, grabbing the remote to turn her TV on. Suddenly, a loud, aggressive, knock interrupted her thoughts. She sighed and leaned her head on the back of her couch, taking a moment to debate leaving her very comfortable spot, before getting up to answer the door. Y/N knew that she probably should have peeked through her peephole before answering, but she wanted to return to the comfort of her couch as soon as possible. She opened it to see none other than John Walker, greeting her with a smirk. Y/N rolled her eyes.

“What are you doing here, John? How the hell did you even get my address?”

“All government property has GPS tracking in it," he said, pointing to her laptop on the kitchen table behind her. She turned and frowned as he continued. "Look, you need us, me and Battlestar, to take down Karli.” She looked back at John, laughing at Lemar’s alias.

“No way I’m letting someone who goes by Battlestar help me out.” He glared at her comment. “Or you, a Captain America wannabe.”

John took an aggressive step closer, way too close for Y/N’s comfort, as he replied. “I am Captain America, whether you like it or not.”

"You'll never be Captain America," she snapped back. "You don't have what it takes." He glared at her and put his face right in front of hers.

"How would you know? You're a pathetic excuse for a soldier," he spat and Y/N grimaced at John's spit landing on her cheeks. He looked at her, his eyes examining her body. She hated every second of it, his stare making her feel grimy all over, like she immediately needed a shower. “Who’d you fuck to get into the Avengers anyways? Bet it was Steve.”

John’s comment was immediately followed by Y/N’s fist connecting with his cheek, forcing him to stagger back into the hall. She’d heard concerns about her abilities as an Avenger before, calling her weak, fragile, a bitch, etc. But she knew they almost always came from misogynistic men, and was able to shrug their comments off because she knew that she could easily beat all of them to a pulp, no problem. But thinking that she would sleep her way into becoming an Avenger crossed a line. Especially someone she respected and had admired as much as Steve.

John held his hand to his cheek, where he’d been hit, and looked up to make eye contact with Y/N. He smiled and before stating in a condescending tone, “That was cute.” John kicked her in the stomach, launching her onto the floor of her apartment. As she groaned and started to get up, John chuckled and kicked her down before she got to her knees. He went to kick her again when she rolled away, dodging his kick and standing up quickly, panting as she responded.

“God, do you ever shut the fuck up?”

She kicked her leg up to deliver a roundhouse kick to John’s face, spinning around to punch his nose. He stumbled a couple steps back, regaining his balance before swinging a punch towards Y/N. She caught his fist before it hit her and John took the opportunity to use his free hand to grab his shoulder and knee her in the stomach. She gasped, getting the wind knocked out of her. He then threw her into a shelf, shattering several photo frames on the ground. She landed on her stomach, attempting to get up by pushing her self up on her forearms. Y/N felt a warm liquid on her cheek and touched it, pulling it away from her face to see her fingertips covered in blood.

“Asshole,” she mumbled, before standing up to continue fighting.

Several moments ago, Bucky had made the decision to show up at Y/N’s apartment. He pressed some random keys on his computer, and now there was an error message that wouldn’t go away on his screen. Stubbornly, he tried to fix it on his own but ended up making it worse. He sighed in defeat, closing his laptop shut and tucking it under his arm before heading over towards her apartment. Bucky was just down the hall when he heard the sound of glass shattering, his leisurely stroll turning into a sprint to Y/N’s door.

Bucky arrived to see you pinned up against a wall with John’s hand around ur throat. Your hands were desperately clawing at John’s, attempting to free yourself from his grasp. Fear and terror consumed him before a wave of fury took over. Immediately, Bucky launched into action, dropping his laptop in the process. He ripped John away from you, tossing him on the ground. Bucky moved to hover over John, punching him repeatedly in the face. Y/N finally caught her breath and crawled over to Bucky, placing a hand on his shoulder, signaling him to stop. He kept his eyes on John’s bloody and bruised face, lowering his fist.

“Touch her again, and I’ll kill you,” he snarled, releasing John from his grasp.

John rolled over, took a moment to catch his breath. Bucky was standing, fists still clenched by his sides, as he watched John get up and exit Y/N’s apartment without another word.

He closed the door behind him and immediately spun around to see Y/N struggling to get up, attempting to push up from one of her knees. Bucky instantly rushed to her side, helping her to her feet. He grabbed one of her hands in his own and placed his other hand on the small of her back, as he guided her to the couch. He examined her and felt a pain in his chest, looking at her black eye, cut cheek, and her bruised neck outlined with John’s handprint. Without saying a word, he stood up and returned with a first-aid kit from her bathroom. He sat back down and immediately started to tend to her wounds. As Bucky started to disinfect the cut on her cheek, he spoke.

“That was stupid of you,” he mumbled, gently dabbing antiseptic ointment on her cut. It was a drastic contrast from his behavior only minutes ago, nearly ready to murder John. He took a bandaid from the kit and delicately placed it on her cheek. Bucky then moved his hand to assess her black eye, his thumb softly grazing a soft patch of skin under her eye. She frowned and lightly pushed his hand away.

“I would’ve been fine on my own, you know.”

“Sit still so I can take a look at your bruise.” He responded gruffly, lifting his hand and attempting to look at her bruised eye again. She shoved his hand away, this time more aggressively, and tried to stand up.

“Just leave me alone,” Y/N said, wincing and clutching her abdomen in pain, causing Bucky to grab her waist and slowly lower her back down onto the couch. Fucking John Walker.

“Y/N.”

She pulled his hands off her and reluctantly sat down to face him.

“You don’t need to defend me, Bucky,” she spoke, Bucky sensing anger in her voice. “I’m not some weak, helpless civilian. I’m a god damn Avenger for christ sake!” As Y/N shouted, her voice wavered and her eyes started to well up with tears.

Her arms were crossed in front of her chest and Bucky sat with his hands resting on his lap. Although she was speaking to Bucky, she felt like she was more-so trying to convince herself of what she was saying.

“I know,” he said calmly, but with a stern tone, keeping his eyes locked on hers.

“Okay, so leave me alone.”

“I can’t.”

“Why not!”

“Because I fuckin’ care about you!” Bucky shouted, causing Y/N’s face to immediately soften.

Her arms dropped to rest in her lap and she froze as Bucky softly raised his hand to cup her cheek, captivated by his touch. He cautiously moved, worried she would push his hand away again, but she didn’t. His thumb gently caressed her non-cut cheek and he pulled her face close to his. She felt his breaths fan her face as he spoke.

“I know you’re one of the strongest Avengers,” he started. “And I know you could kick John’s ass any day of the week. But I care so much about you and I need you to be okay.” Bucky’s lips hovered over Y/N’s, lightly brushing against hers.

“I need you, Y/N.”

She responded by crashing her lips onto his, moving her hands to hold his face closer to hers. The kiss was full of passion, love, and unspoken feelings. When they broke apart, gasping for air, Y/N smiled at him and ran a hand through his hair.

“I care about you too, Buck.”

Bucky had never seen such a bright light in his 106 years of living.

[miyuwuki]

Hi there. Would you mind writing about Aomine and Kise from KNBA and Miukiy and Kuramochi with a fem s/o who has a very long hair but next day it was cut short ? Very short and shorter than the boys hair too. I just had mine cut and everything feels weird now but its refreshing 😅.

omg hi!! i bet you look so good with your new hair, anon! :D i love this idea!

warnings: none

KNB: aomine daiki x reader, kise ryouta x reader

DNA: miyuki kazuya x reader, kuramochi youichi x reader

new look

you figured it was time for a change— you’ve had your hair growing for years now, and you wondered what it would look like if it was cut short; and i mean short, almost in par with your boyfriend’s hair.

aomine daiki:

you were waiting for aomine after school since he had basketball practice. you twiddled with your thumbs, nervous of how he’d react to your new look. you knew he loved the sway of your long hair, but it was about time you cut it short. you’ve had a couple compliments from other students during the day, but what was important to you was aomine’s opinion.

“oi y/n, is that you?”

you looked up to see your boyfriend staring right down at you, grinning. “your hair’s nice.”

a blush formed across your cheeks, bringing your hand up to twirl the short locks between your fingers. “do you really like it, daiki?”

“it suits you. though i don’t think i have anything to pull on anymore..”

“daiki!”

“just kidding.” he joked, wrapping an arm around your waist to pull you in, “you look beautiful to me.” he kissed your forehead and then your lips, your emotions happy because your boyfriend loved your new hair.

“but i have to do something first, y/n.” he said lowly, a menacing smile appearing.

“what is it, daiki…”

he slapped your head instantly, and started running away.

“i like your cut, g!”

oh he was so going to get it later.

kise ryouta:

“y/n-cchi, your hair!!” kise yelled when you opened the door for him.

both of you guys planned a date for today, and you figured you’d cut your long hair, that you grew for a while now, short. you’ve always fantasized about it, and you’ll admit, you look pretty darn good.

you laughed at your boyfriend, who was shrieking at your new appearance. “what, you don’t like it ryouta?” you questioned, twirling your locks with your fingers. kise huffed and pulled you into a hug, blocking your airway through your nose and mouth. “ryouta honey, i can’t breathe..” you said, patting on his arms.

“you are too darn beautiful, y/n-cchi!! i have to keep you away from everyone else!” he whined, not letting go of your head. you softly pushed him away causing a pout leave his lips. you caught your breath and giggled at him, “don’t be silly, ryouta. we’ve been looking forward to this day since forever.”

suddenly, kise grabbed your hand and kissed it, leaving his lips on it for a while. your heart skipped a beat, warming up to kise’s affection towards you.

“then i guess i’ll have to show you off for today and let everyone know that you’re mine, hmph.”

miyuki kazuya:

ah, my heart’s beating so fast.

anxiety and nervousness started to fill your thoughts, overthinking about how miyuki would react to your hair. it was one of the hottest summers in tokyo, and your long hair just became a nuisance as it just stuck everywhere. once you chopped it off, you’ve never felt so refreshed.

but you knew miyuki liked running his fingers through your hair, and you couldn’t help but wonder if he’d be upset. will he still think i’m pretty? you thought, your emotions going more to the melancholy side of the spectrum.

then, you heard the door open, hearing your boyfriend softly pant. “ah sawamura, what are you doing in my room?” miyuki asked, putting his things down. a vein popped in your head and you clenched your teeth, annoyed that he didn’t even recognize that it was you. does he think i’m sawamura? this idiot! you cussed to yourself.

“idiot kazuya, i’m not sawamura!” you said, turning around to face him. you pouted and crossed your arms across your chest, staring him straight in the eye. you let out a couple “grr’s,” but once he realized that it was you, his breath got caught in his throat. his eyes lingered on you for a while, ignoring your complaints and focusing on the person that was in front of him. he was in awe of how beautiful you were; i mean he always thought you were beautiful with your long hair, but this just made his heart bounce in ways he never knew it could.

you started to get uncomfortable under his gaze, wondering if he didn’t like your new haircut. that idiot, why is he staring so much? you coughed, interrupting his stare. “if you don’t like it just say so,” you huffed, looking away from his eyes. he made his way towards you and hugged you, bringing a hand to your head to scratch at your scalp a bit.

“you’re so pretty, y/n.” he says, playing a bit with your hair. “it looks so good on you.” you couldn’t help but smile at his profession, ecstatic to hear that your boyfriend loved the new hair as much as you did. your worries slowly left your head as you relaxed in his arms. “thank you, kazuya. it was way too hot for the long hair.”

“mm, i get that. but damn did you look like sawamura from the back.”

“keep talking and i’m not buying you a drink from the vending machine tomorrow.”

kuramochi youichi:

“did you see y/n’s new look?”

everyone was talking about that today since you decided to chop off your long hair; it was your own trait everyone knew you by, so a lot—or everyone— noticed your new cut. some of your classmates liked it, some of them didn’t— but you really couldn’t care less. this was your choice and you were happy with it.

but kuramochi didn’t know about this and was extremely confused when everyone was talking about it. he went up to miyuki, asking if he knew what everyone was talking about. “did you see y/n’s new hair? how come she didn’t tell me about it?” he asked, genuinely discombobulated at the whispers and rumours.

“apparently she cut it super duper short,” miyuki replied, flipping through the pages of the score book. “but i haven’t seen her.”

kuramochi quickly took his phone out to send you a quick text to come to his classroom until he heard his name being called.

“youichi!”

his eyes looked up from his phone and saw you at the door, hair cut short to the head, and styled perfectly in all the right places. he widened his eyes and a pink color blossomed across his cheeks.

“i’ve been looking everywhere for you!” you said, stomping into the classroom, “i bought you milk from the vending machine!” everyone in the classroom stopped talking and kept their eyes on you as you made your way towards your boyfriend.

“wow, y/n’s actually rocking that hairstyle.”

“she’s so cute!”

“y/n-chan is so pretty.”

soon enough, the whole classroom began to chatter again about your delightful appearance, a lot of compliments being thrown into the air. you bowed as a joke and said, “thank you guys!” you laughed and handed the canned milk to your boyfriend, “drink up, buttercup.”

he took the milk and wrapped his arm around you, looking at all his classmates one by one. “listen up, you can look but you must keep a distance. she’s mine.”

you giggled at your boyfriend’s reaction, happy that he liked the new hair on you. you tiptoed to give a kiss on his cheek, leaning into his side more.

“you’re so embarrassing, kuramochi.” miyuki sighed.

OMG I HAD LOADS OF FUN WRITING THIS! would love some feedback and thank you for the support my love! i hope you enjoy <:

[writingmyanxietyaway]

I Still Get Jealous | El Profesor

Requested by anon: i really enjoy your writing! can i request a money heist imagine where the reader is jealous of how much time the professor(her crush) and the inspector are spending together while reader is part of the heist and it leads to a fight but with a happy ending

Word count: 960

Warning: swearing, angst, angry reader grr

Note: this once takes place around the third/fourth season. Thank you so much for the compliment! Hope you like it, enjoy! xx

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Perfect. Your crush of two years was now on the road with your former biggest enemy. She was a great addition to the team, but the amount of time they were now spending together while you were stuck inside a building again made you angry. Some people might call it jealousy, but you were way too proud to call it that. Because of that you were really short tempered and quickly annoyed. 

‘So, everyone sit down, grab a drink and relax. This is nothing but a minor inconvenience,’ Palermo spoke like the big leader. His attitude pissed you off incredibly and in addition to your frustrations about Profesor, you were constantly on edge.

‘Shut up man, it’s not a ‘minor inconvenience’, everything is going to shit. We’re stuck here for the second god damn time, with no plan out and not even a Profesor who can help us out. And in case you haven’t noticed, that bodyguard is out for blood and I’m sure as hell am not going to be bait. So either you make a goddamn plan or I’m out,’ you hissed.

Your explosion seemed to surprise everyone as they al stared at you with wide eyes and jaws on the floor. You threw your hands up in the air.

‘So I’m the only one that is being realistic in this situation? We’re all going to die, as simple as that.’ You turned to the camera in the room and raised your middle finger. ‘I’m out.’

You threw your weapon on the floor and left the room. The telephone in the other room started ringing and you angrily picked up the phone.

‘Yes, dearest darling?’ you said.

‘Lower the attitude. The tension is already through the roof. Get it together,’ you heard him.

‘I’m sorry, who is this?’ you sneered.

‘I’m serious. You’re only making things worse like this,’ he said.

‘So am I. Unless you come up with a plan in the next two hours, I’m walking out the door. And if you do, you tell me, not that weak excuse of a man.’ You threw the phone down and exhaled loudly.

Why were you like this? It scared yourself how weird you were behaving.. It was nothing like you. You leaned back against the wall and held you head in your hands. Footsteps were approaching and you felt someone sit down next to you.

‘When did I become such a bitch?’ you whispered.

‘The second you didn’t tell the man you love about your feelings for him,’ Monica spoke next to you. You raised your head to look at her and she looked at you with a sad smile.

‘Why do I even bother? He’s clearly in love with her,’ you threw your hand in the air, ‘I’m just one of his employees, nothing more, nothing less. When we get out of here I’ll never see him again anyway.’

‘You really think that?’ she giggled. ‘My God, you’re both so oblivious.’

You frowned. ‘What are you talking about? I literally heard them making out and god knows what more back in the monastery,’ you said, a frown plastered on your face.

‘Honey, Raquel is a lesbian. Sergio spent that entire night working on the plan. What you heard was her with someone else,’ she laughed. Your jaw dropped and your eyes widened.

‘B-but she has a kid! And an abusive ex-husband!’ you exclaimed.

‘Yes, that’s when she started dating women. No reason to be jealous, I think you’re safe,’ she said while bumping your shoulder.

‘I’m such an idiot.. How do I always manage to get into these kind of situations? And I’ve been such a bitch.. and for what?!’ you exclaimed, squeezing your eyes shut. ‘I should probably call him, shouldn’t I?’ you asked her. She nodded heavily.

‘Only if you tell him you love him.’

‘I hate you.’

‘You love me. Now go call the man. He’s probably had 3 panic attacks by now.’

You picked up the phone, dailing the only person you desperately wanted to talk to. How could you have been so stupid? Why didn’t you just trust him?

‘I don’t have anything yet so just let me work fo-’ You quickly cut him off.

‘Shut up. I just need you to listen. I’m so sorry for acting like a bitch. I was, well am, jealous of you and Raquel and I now know I shouldn’t have been, but I didn’t know and now I’ve been so rude to you and her and I guess what I’m trying to say is I really like you. Like, really really like you. It’s actually kind of more than that and now I’m stuck her and you’re out there and I don’t know if I’m going to make it out alive. So yeah basically I love you and I really want you to feel the same, but it’s totally okay of you don’t,’ you ranted. You were out of breath when you finished.

‘That’s.. a lot,’ you heard him whisper.

‘Please say something,’ you replied. The line got silent, but you heard some whispering in the background.

‘You know I’m not good with expressing my emotions. But there is one thing I know for sure. I love you, a lot. Since the first heist if I’m being honest. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner. I guess I did deserve that middle finger,’ he said. You giggled, making him smile as well.

‘So, what now?’ you asked.

‘I’m getting you out of there and then we’ll travel to a beautiful island somewhere. I’ll see you soon, love,’ he said. Your heart swelled at his sweet words.

‘Can’t wait,’ you replied. A warm smile on your face as you imagined your future with Sergio together.

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

(iii)

Tch...

*Kuripa backs away, gritting his teeth.

...You don't wanna do this Boss...

No...I don't...I'm scared...VERY scared...

But I'm gonna do it anyway. Because I've failed EVERYONE...I've let them down because I was a terrible excuse for an Ultimate Hope.

But if this puts it right, I'll do it. I'm scared...and I bet Kyoko and the others will hate me for it...Assuming they don't hate me for it already...But I deem this my best possible choice of action.

Be honest...You're not planning on stopping me, are you?

...No...I don't think I could...

...But I AM coming with you.

No you're not...!

Yes I am...!

No you're NOT!

Yes I AM!

Well, as your Boss, I-

You're NOT my Boss anymore! I left FF, WAKE THE FUCK UP!

Grr! Alright, well...WHY are you still following me then!? If you've really got no obligation to me, why are you-

Because of exactly what you said! That I suffered from Mukuro's death too!

...!?

I understand you're scared because you don't want to lose me, but you're shrugging off my feelings. I don't want to lose you either...

And you're right...For the past however long this has been going on for, my mind has been replaying the delicious thought of grabbing Koime by the neck and TEARING HER FUCKING HEAD OFF...! Whether you do it or I do it, that sick bitch needs to be put down.

It's too DANGEROUS...!

It's MORE dangerous going by yourself!

Not if I don't get caught! I'm not gonna lose you too Kuripa!

You don't have a choice in the matter!

WHY NOT! AH!?

*Makoto staggers as Kuripa leans his face dangerously close.

Because as strong as you've become, and no matter how much ass you can kick, one thing has remained the same...You...are USELESS without me...

Tch...Fine...

You didn't tell anyone else you were coming here, did you? I need this to stay a secret.

*Kuripa sucks air through his teeth.

...Mm...Well...I guess now would be a good time as any to tell you that...I may or may not have brought backup?

Backup? Who...?

*He gestures to behind the car

Ahahaha...Sorry I...I didn't exactly know when to cut in.

The Fateful Fatal Night...

[The Tower, 00:18am.]

...

*The Tower is still relatively busy, even past midnight, but many important operatives decide to get some shut eye so they can preserve energy for the attack on Zetsubou base. Makoto however, goes down the elevator into the garage, with other plans in mind.

...

*A few Foundation soldiers pass by and wave to him, but he doesn't return the greeting. He shuffles his way into the garage and rummages through the container filled with keys for the armored cars. He picks out one, then steps into the garage to find it.

...There...

*The garage is fairly empty, so he finds the vehicle with the right number plate quite easily, then unlocks it and climbs inside.

...

*He turns the engine on, and turns his head, slowly reversing, ready to make his leave.

...

*THUNNNNKK!*

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGH!!??

Let me in...LET ME IiIIIiIIIiIIiNN!

*SCREEEEECCH!*

Hey-! What-!? What are you-!? KURIPA!?

RRARARARAAARRARAAARR!

*Makoto is unpleasantly caught by surprise, as the form of his cohort suddenly body slams the front window, clawing onto the front like an animal as Makoto does reverse loops in the car park in panic!

WAAGH!?

!!!??

*Eventually, Kuripa's hand slips and he falls off the car, prompting to Makoto to hit the brakes.

Wh-What in the fresh hell was tha-

*CHUNK!*

CMEEERRE!

AAAAAAGGH! OFF! AGH! GUGH! OW!

*He is frightened as Kuripa basically rips the door of the car off, grabs him and throws him out onto the road, sending him rolling for a bit. Makoto groans, then gets back on his feet.

WHAT!? IS YOUR!? DAMAGE!?

That's MY line, dickcheese! It's the middle of the night, where do you think YOU'RE going Mister!?

*He crosses his arm like a disappointed mother. Makoto sighs.

I don't have to report to you when I go places...You don't even report to ME when you go places and I'm your boss!

...Former boss.

FORMER boss...But the point stands!

Look, you've been acting out of sorts all day. Why wouldn't I get suspicious when you come down here of all places after you've had such a huge fight with your classmates?

So you stalked me!?

No, I FOLLOWED you! Out of concern!

Following someone without their knowledge is called STALKING Kuripa!

Fine, I STALKED you, but I did it for a good reason. Just tell me what you're doing here before I drag you back to bed?

...Nothing...I just...need to leave for a bit...I'm going out somewhere...

...Somewhere very special indeed...The Grimwall Factory, if I'm not mistaken...

Tch...

Heh...Even I didn't think you could be this stupid, Boss...You're really going to charge into enemy territory...by YOURSELF?

...Better me alone, than lining a whole army up to simply walk into the line of fire.

[ssamie]

epilogue. “your girlfriend’s kinda hot”

kozume kenma x fem dazai!reader

(bsd x hq)

tw: mentions of suicide and suggestive themes + dirty jokes

masterlist.          suicide freak!

"hey uh, welcome to my stream i guess" he said as he spared the camera a quick glance "im not really playing tonight because an incident has recently occurred in this household" kenma said with a tired sigh 

nobody else knew it, but the said 'incident' was y/n accidentally setting half of their living room on fire 

the reason? apparently, she wanted to try burning herself to death in the furnace. obviously, it didn't work. and all that's left from that is more shit for kenma to clean up and a trip to yosano-san. 

kenma is stressed. and y/n is still alive. both of them are facing problems. 

"can you please wear a maid outfit- no."

kenma shook his head as he continued playing, glancing at the chat once in a while to read the veiwers' questions and comments

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user: how about cat ears?! 

user: ^^ cATBOY CATBOY CATBOY 

user: u suck at this game wtf

kuroo.tetsu: hey kenma ;) 

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"first of all, i do not suck at minecraft thank you very much" kenma scoffed 

"second of all, go away kuroo. im still mad at you" 

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user: LMFAOOO kuroo what did u do?? 💀💀

user: he probably broke kenma's pc 

user: PLSS he's the one kenma’s throwing shade at on twitter 

kuroo.tetsu: STOP THE SLANDER 😔✋🏼

user: rooster head lookin ass 

user: ^^ NOT THE HAIR 

kuroo.testsu: 😃😃

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kenma sighed as he continued building a cute little cottage. he was currently vibing, just building y/n a cute cottage for her to probably burn later on. 

and he decided it would be nice to go on stream since his oh-so-lovely girlfriend was still out for work. 

ah yes, kenma has somehow kept y/n alive all those years. 

barely. 

hence why his phone was being bombarded with messages from her, all of which being blurry selfies. 

the photos had her sporting a huge grin while atsushi panicked in the background. 

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user: ayo, ur phone's blowing up 

user: do you have a girlfriend? 

user: KODZUKEN LET ME SUCK UR TOES 😋😋🤩

user: ^ ayo chill 😃

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kenma simply ignored them and continued on with his task. all was going well until a loud slam was heard. his cat-like eyes widened as he heard a familiar voice singing from downstairs, it was undoubtedly y/n. 

kenma chuckled nervously and muted his mic. 

but of course, cute dumb catboy didn't actually mute his mic. haha <3

he ignored all the questions in the chat, all of them being  speculations that he has a girlfriend. which he does, but they simply did not need to know that <3

"kenma~" she yelled out "i have a surprise for you!!" she said, followed by menacing giggles. 

kenma glanced at the camera before hopping off his gaming chair and peeking his head out of the door. 

"y/n, im streaming!! stay down there!" he yelled out in panic 

"aw, you're playing hard to get aren't ya?" she chuckled 

kenma deadpanned as he saw her limping up the stairs, with her bandages torn and unravelled, same with her clothes. he didn't really think much of it since this is usually how she comes home. 

its most likely just due to work and/or another suicide attempt.

"so, kenma.. you'll never know what just happened to me today" she started off with a goofy grin 

"im streaming, atleast let me turn it off first-" 

she paid no mind to him as she peeled off her ruined coat and pointed to her poorly bandaged stomach

"i got stabbed!" 

"you got what?!"

kenma furrowed his brows as he immediately rushed over to his side, cradling her face and waist as he inspected her injuries

"are you okay, kitten?" he asked worriedly 

"yep, apparently it wasnt deep enough to be fatal" she sighed dejectedly 

"please don't be sad about that." kenma groaned "can you undress?" 

"ara ara~ whats this?" she cooed "you're getting real bold, kenma" she smirked at him 

she unbuttoned her shirt and started pulling down on her skirt "but since you asked so nicely-" 

kenma simply sighed and shook his head. "i was gonna prepare you a bath but now im considering leaving you here to die" 

"but the second option would've been better though" she smiled at him 

"oh my fucking god." 

kozume kenma. (22)

╰─▸ university student, stock trader, pro-gamer, youtuber, ceo of bouncing ball lpt. 

╰─▸ y/n's struggling boyfriend. definitely needs a pay after all he's been through.

╰─▸ currently panicking because his girlfriend got stabbed.

l/n y/n. (22)

╰─▸ operative/member of the armed detective agency. 

╰─▸ kenma's girlfriend. kinda dumb, very hot to compensate for it. still hasn't died yet. 

╰─▸ currently bleeding and wounded. also hoping for severe blood loss.

"kenma, did you know" she mused in a teasing tone "lack of sleep and too much stress could possibly lead to poor memory and lack of awareness" 

kenma looked up at her with a look of confusion. he was currently kneeled down before her while she was sat on the bed as he cleaned her wound up with a damp towel. 

"why are you telling me this?" he asked 

"i just thought it probably applied to you" she snickered 

"why? i didnt forget anything-" 

he cut himself off with a huge intake of air. he slowly turned his head to look at the screen which still had his stream going on. to make it worse, the camera was on and they were both clearly in the camera's field of view. 

to make things worse worse, his mic was on the whole time and the live chat was in shambles. 

"i hate it here" he sighed 

kenma laid his head on her lap as he continued on patching her up, honestly not caring that this whole scene was being recorded for thousands or millions of people to see. 

"well, atleast the internet could finally see my beauty before i die" she laughed 

she ran her fingers through kenma's hair as he grumbled under his breath. kenma was a pretty private person. he made sure not to overshare, given his current 'influencer' status. and he was planning on keeping his relationship a secret, though it seems he can't do that anymore. 

"might as well say hi" she shrugged 

so of course, she then decided to walk up to the camera looking utterly dishevelled and roughed up. 

for context, the newly wrapped bandages around her stomach was being stained already by a crimson red hue and it was only getting worse the more she moved, undoubtedly messing up her wound. 

"hi, im kenma's girlfriend and if i see you flirting with him i will make you regret it" she grinned 

"y/n!" kenma groaned from the bed "you're close to dying right now, turn the stream off" 

ignoring him, she proceeded to read the veiwers' comments, laughing at some of them while she joked around. 

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user: heLLO?!?! 

user: GE HAS A GIRLFRIEND NOOO

user: bruh, did i just hear that right? were you fuckin stabbed? 

user: ur kinda hot tho

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kenma furrowed his brows as he reluctantly walked up behind her, reading the comments with varying reactions 

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user: well damn, hot bloody girl comes in and suddenly im lesbian

user: kenma looks so done

kuroo.tetsu: hi y/n ;) 

user: HER NAME IS Y/N

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"jesus christ shut up, kuroo" kenma grumbled out with a sigh 

"yup! yup! im y/n, and no, i am not a criminal. i swear." she shook her head 

"i got an injury from my job, that's all." she cleared up 

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user: tangina nyo sana ol

user: MSKAKAKKA

user: THIS IS LOWKEY ICONIC

user: time to scratch another gamer boy off my possible bf list 😔

user: girl wtf happened to u

user: that's wack bro 🚶‍♀️

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"great question, random person from the internet!" she beamed "see, what happened was.." 

"i went on a certain mission and got severely injured. though, when i called for help nobody responded" she said 

kenma furrowed his brows at her words. "why didn't anybody respond?" he asked. she sighed and fiddled with her torn bandages, pouting her lips as she does so. 

"well, when i told them that i was finally on death's door, all they said to me was 'congratulations!' and all that.." she said "what's your take on that, hm?" she asked kenma 

"im not surprised" he said 

she grinned at his words and leaned in for a kiss. "you're so mean to me, kenma~" she whined 

she licked her lips as she held his blushing face in her hands, she nuzzled their noses as she leaned in closer to him. 

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kuroo.tetsu: oh shit 😳

user: we all know where this is heading ;) 

user: sana ol talaga punyemas 

user: AYO CHILL 

user: why we goin so fuckin fasstttt 😳

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kenma hastily turned the camera off as soon as y/n's lips touched his. 

"kitten, were still- hmph-" 

he was only silenced as she slipped her tongue in his mouth, smirking lightly as she ran her fingers through his hair 

"thanks babe." she said as she pulled away, giving him a soft peck on his cheek and a nod "anyways.." she hummed as she turned the camera on once again 

she looked through the chat while kenma slaps his face to get rid of his blush. 

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user: ur fuckin freaky 

kuroo.tetsu: oya oya 😼😼

user: MS MAAM I JUST MET U AND I LOVE U ALREADY WJABSJSJJS

user: not me blushing chiiilllleeeeee 🏃‍♀️

user: KENMA IS FLUSTERED

kuroo.tetsu: kenma, i didnt expect this from u 😼

user: im so fucking JEALOUS GRR😡

user: girl r u bleeding rn 😃

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upon reading a certain comment, she subconsciously grazed her fingers against her bandaged wound. her eyes slightly widening as she felt a concerning amount of wetness seeping through

she glanced at kenma who was still calming himself down and inspected her wound 

"oh my.." she muttered, though she couldn't help but let a smile slip through 

so like any normal person would do, she simply ignored her bleeding wound and the fact that she was getting a bit lightheaded. haha <3

"anyways, let's answer some questions!" she beamed 

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user: what's ur full name

user: what's ur job miss girl 

user: are you possibly looking for a gf, because i am more 

than willing to take the spot 🚶‍♀️

user: how did you meet?? 

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"alright, those are all very nice questions" she chuckled. kenma, who's now calmed down, sat down beside her to look at the chat. 

"first, im l/n y/n" she mused "nice to meet ya" 

"second im a detective! mhm, im cooler than your fathers" 

"third, it depends, belladonna" she cooed as she sent the camera flirty smirk "are you perhaps willing to join me in a double suicide?" 

"oh god.." kenma grumbled. he pouted at her and shook his head in disapproval. "don't flirt with random girls" he whined 

"why not?" 

"uh- because i am your beloved boyfriend, is that not good enough of a reason??" 

"... anyways, we met at a cafe way back in high school" she said with a smile "also, i asked him to join me on a double suicide" she said 

she was smiling and nodding as if it was the most normal thing in the world, all while kenma nods along 

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user: wtf are u okay 🗿

kuroo.tetsu: teenage romance 🤩

user: cute ❤️

user: im concerned ❤️

user: ur a detective?? cool

user: LMAOO I'LL GO ON A DOUBLE SEWER SLIDE 

WITH U MOMMY 😩😩😋

user: ^^ SAME 😩

user: CHOKE ME WITH THOSE BANDAGES MOMMAE 😩

user: u r still bleeding 🚶‍♀️        

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kenma was simply glaring at the chat as more compliments and flirtatious comments came flowing in, all of which were directed to his girlfriend. 

"this is why i didn't wanna let people know about you.." kenma grumbled 

"aww, why not?" she asked with a playful pout 

"people are flirting with you." he sighed "also, stop asking for my girlfriend's onlyfans! she doesn't even have one!" he snarled

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user: LMAOO CATBOY IS ANGRY 😩

user: y/n-senpai spit on me 😡😡

user: drop the onlyfans 

user: chupapi munyanyo 😩

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"anyways, i'd hate to ruin the mood" she chimed in with a sluggish giggle "but im so wet kenma" she whined out 

a menacing smirk was etched on her lips as kenma spluttered in response, a bright red hue covering his face almost instantly as he faced her with widened eyes 

"y-y/n! why would you say that?!" he whisper shouted 

"cuz i am" she whined out as she grabbed his hand and trailed it down her abdomen 

she faced the camera and gave them a shit-eating grin as kenma mumbled out incoherent words 

"y/n we should-" he cut himself off as he felt the concerning amount of blood drip down his whole arm 

kenma's face paled as he looked up to see her smiling like a kid in a candy store, completely unbothered. 

"y/n, you idiot! why didn't you tell me!" kenma exclaimed 

"um- my girlfriend is bleeding. excessively. so uh- bye i guess" it was all he said before hastily ending his stream and turning off his computer. 

"y/n, let's get you to a hospital" he said as he reached down to carry her away. though she simply slapped his hands off and closed her eyes. 

"nope. this is my time, kenma. don't ruin it for me" she said 

"you're fucking dying!!" 

"well, would you like to join me?" 

"no"

"damn." she muttered in response 

"so...wanna fuck?" she asked sheepishly 

"for the love of god-" 

this was so messy :/

[little-lizziej]

"Will you talk to him?" Alya asks Marinette as she takes a seat on her chase, the soft cushions support Marinette's back as she talks with Alya.

"No" the bluenette shakes her head. "I broke them up, I'm the reason his heart got broken." Marinette lets out a sigh before lifting her legs and hugging them. "How am I supposed to even look at him?" She asks.

Alya looks at her best friend with pity, she had earlier said that out of everyone Adrien deserved love the most, but she had been wrong. She deserves it the most. Marinette deserves it the most. "It's not your fault Marinette" Alya shakes her head.

"Yes it is" She whispers, cutting her best friend off.

"No!" Alya exclaims and stands up from the chaise frustratedly. "It's Kagami's fault, yes you liked him! You loved him! But you also respected him...and her!" She yelled as she started pacing around the room. She just couldn't believe it, Kagami managed to make her best friend believe this was her fault when it wasn't.

"A relationship isn't made out of three people Marinette, and she shouldn't have talked to you about it, she should've talked to her boyfriend about it. You don't owe anything to her, he does. Because he is in the relationship"

"I was still a bad friend! Maybe I'm not in the relationship but I am her friend...and friends don't do that. I had to respect her and her boundaries because of our friendship and that's final"

"A friend?" Alya asks with a scoff. "You think what she did was friend-approved?"

Marinette stays silent, she knows Kagami was indeed a bad friend. Friends don't make them ignore their feelings or friends, they don't hurt each other. They encourage and respect each other's feelings.

Marinette shrugs her shoulders as she lets out a tired sigh. "She was a bad friend" She whispers with a nod, "but she liked him...and I know better than anyone that love makes you do crazy things"

"You also know how to love" Alya narrows her eyes at the wall as she sits beside Marinette. "You know how to love your friends"

"I think she's just confused"

"I don't care" Alya grits out, "you hate being selfish so I'll be selfish for you. You were here first, you liked him first. You loved him first"

"I don't even know what love is" Marinette cuts her best friend off. "Maybe I wasn't in love with him...maybe I just loved him as a friend"

...

"Kagami stop" Adrien clenches his jaw as he watches his ex girlfriend approach him once again. He takes several steps back and tires to maintain the distance between them.

"Adrien please!" She whines, "I-I made a mistake!"

"No Kagami!" He yells without a care about who listens. "You hurt her"

"So what if I did? She's just Marinette!"

"Just Marinette? She's the nicest and most caring girl I've ever met. She has done absolutely nothing to you!"

"She loves you!" Kagami yells and instantly regrets it. He didn't know that. Adrien didn't know that.

"No she doesn't!" The young model shakes his head in denial.

"Stop being so oblivious Adrien! Why do you think she made you that scarf on your birthday? Or why she has so many pictures of you on her wall? Or why she stutters and gets super nervous when you're around? She's in love with you!"

"She made that scarf?" He asks her unable to think about anything else.

"That's not important!" Kagami rolls her eyes and hears him approaching.

"Yes it is!" Adrien yells as he grabs her softly by the shoulders. "Kagami we are not getting back together"

"Fine" Kagami whispers after a few seconds, she opens the door of his room and looks back at him. "It's your loss anyways" she grins before slamming the door closed.

Adrien lets out a sigh as he sits down on his bed with his hands pulling at his hair. "Grr I swear if you had just let me at her!" Plagg exclaims as he comes out of his hiding spot. "I hate that girl!"

"Why do you hate her?" Adrien asks.

"She hurt Marinette, no one touches my princess" the black kwami growls. "She makes the best cheese puffs!" He adds before letting out a dreamy sigh.

Adrien stays silent, he can't help but think about Kagami's words. She's in love with you. She's in love with me. Those two sentences keep repeating over and over in his head. Plagg glances at his holder and tilts his head to the side in wonder. "What are you thinking about kid?" He asks him.

"Do you think Marinette is in love with me?" He lifts his head and watches Plagg.

Plagg's eyes widen as he takes another bite put of his Camembert cheese. He swallows before taking a deep breath, "well..."

"What?" The young model asks him with a frown.

"I need more cheese" Plagg groans. Suddenly, a shoe flies his way. Plagg dodges the shoe and places his hand on his chest. "Well someone has issues" he mumbles under his breath before letting out a laugh. "Oh I'm so funny!"

"Plagg!" Adrien exclaims.

"Ok ok!" Plagg yells as he throws his hands in the air. "I think she is in love with you...can I have more cheese now?"

"Ugh" Adrien groans, "this just complicates everything"

"I thought you already knew?"

"I knew she liked me! Not loved me!"

"Potato, poTaTo it's the same thing" Plagg rolls his eyes and shrugs. He just couldn't believe his holder was complicating things so much. If he was in this position with his Camembert he would just eat it. He wouldn't complicate his life so much.

"It's not! You don't get it Plagg, my father has never said he loved me! The only person that's said it is Kagami. How am I supposed to know how to feel?"

"You love her kid" Plagg sighs as he approaches Adrien and sits on his shoulder. "Just don't hurt her"

...

The classroom is filled with chatter as usual, only this time there is only one topic to talk about. Why did Kagami and Adrien break up?

Maybe it's none of their business, but they can't help but wonder why? And how it affected not only Adrien but a certain bluenette. To say they're worried is an understatement, said bluenette has been there for every single person in the class, even Sabrina and Lila.

It's only natural for the class to feel worried about their friend, she's always supported and helped them in every way possible. She's always been an amazing person to count on, and although they do like Adrien, the place Marinette holds in their hearts is far bigger.

"Hey guys!" Greets Adrien as he walks into the classroom. Everyone immediately quiets down and stares at him.

"Hey dude" smiles Nino and holds out his fist. With a smile, Adrien bumps his fist against Nino's. "How are you feeling dude?" Upon te question everyone listens in, eager to know how their friend has taken the break up.

"Surprisingly ok" Adrien chuckles with a shrug. Everyone lets out a sigh of relief but doesn't stop worrying. There is after all a certain designer who is yet to confirm her feelings.

"Adrien" Alya greets him with a nod, she isn't sure how to feel, a part of her is happy for him. Maybe the model hadn't realized it himself but...his relationship had started becoming toxic.

Without a doubt many had noticed, but said nothing. Their opinion hadn't been asked and Adrien looked happy. They, however, couldn't stay out of it anymore. Adrien wasn't only getting affected by this, but Marinette was too.

The young designer knew how much her friend deserved, and to see the way his own girlfriend and father treated him killed her.

"Good morning everyone!" Said Ms.Bustier  as she walked through the door. Everyone greeted her back and sat down in their respective seats.

"I'm here!" Marinette yelled as she ran inside the classroom, late true to Marinette's fashion. "I'm sorry madam!" The bluenette ducked her head as she apologized and made her way to her seat.

Because her head was firmly on the floor, Marinette didn't catch Adrien looking at her dreamily.

"It's alright Marinette just don't let it happen again" Ms.Bustier sighs knowing very well it will happen again.

"Can I talk to you after class Marinette?" Asks Adrien after he turns to look at the bluenette. Marinette's eyes widen before she quickly nods and shifts her gaze away from him. "Great" Adrien says with a grin.

Eventually the class ends and the classroom empties, "where uh...do you want to talk?" Marinette asks Adrien refusing to meet his eyes. Although it cant be further form the truth, Marinette couldn't help but firmly believe that in just a few seconds she'd be blamed for her friend's broken heart.

"I'm sorry Kagami made you feel that way Marinette" Adrien apologizes and reaches for the blunette's hand. He laces his fingers with hers as he lightly tugs on her hand pulling her closer. "I never ever want to loose you" he whispers.

"It's all my fault" Marinette mutters looking away from him, "you shouldn't be apologizing"

"It was never your fault" Adrien denies as he shakes his head. "Kagami shouldn't have done that, she shouldn't have gotten in between our friendship"

"Did you get hurt?" Marinette whispers making the model chuckle and shake his head once again.

"You ignoring me hurt a lot more than Kagami leaving me" he smiles as he grabs Marinette by the waist.

"Really?" Marinette asks finally looking at him.

"Yeah" Adrien whispers, "did you make that scarf for me on my birthday?"

Marinette's eyes widen as she recalls the blue scarf. "H-how did you-"

"So you did" Adrien interrupts her. "Why didn't you tell me?" He asks.

Marinette shrugs and squeezes his hand, smiling when the action is returned. "You looked so happy and I...I didn't want to take that away from you"

Adrien looks at Marinette with wide eyes, no one had ever cared about him so much. A warm feeling takes over him as butterflies appear on his stomach making him feel all kinds of ways.

"Do you love me Marinette?" Adrien asks feeling hopeful.

"I-I used to, but I shoved those feelings away when Kagami and you started dating"

"So not anymore?"

"No" Marinette shakes her head, "not anymore"

Adrien's stomach sinks at her words. It's such a shame he finally realized he loved her just as she stopped loving him.

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I Won’t Forget You - Spencer Reid x Reader

Masterlist 

Part 2 

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader 

Warnings: Descriptions of dead bodies and cases. Usual CM stuff. 

Tags: @dra-reid, @eevee0722, @ceeellewrites 

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Okay, so, maybe you'd admit that sitting next to Reid on a plane was making you nervous. 

After you had made it to the jet, you carried your go back to the back of the jet where they stored the luggage. Right as you did so however, your phone began to ring. You looked at your watch and sighed. You would have to answer the phone and get on the jet. Whoever it was was going to have to accept that it would be a short phone call. 

"Hello?" You answered, adjusting your bag as you made your way back to the boarding stairs of the jet. 

"So~? It's probably not your lunch break yet… but how did seeing mister teacher's pet go? Did he give you any hair care tips cause he looked good for having such messy hair." 

You fought the smile that formed on your face, staying put near the bathroom so your phone call could be semi-private. Though you knew that Gabriel wouldn't have cared otherwise. 

"Hello Gabriel. And for your information, I'm headed out on my first case. On an actual jet of all things. So don't expect me home tonight. I don't think these cases are usually as quick as a day." 

"Ah okay. So you’re avoiding the question now? Jesus, you're really into this guy." He teases. 

"Gabriel I swear-!" You growl. After a much needed sigh, you close your eyes and start your statement over again. "You tease me enough about my study habits. If you don't stop this you'll need to sleep with one eye open. Maybe start wearing a night-cap so I don't cut that hair of yours." You playfully threaten. Gabriel lets out an offended gasp. 

"You wouldn't!" 

"I totally would. Try me." 

"Grr… Fine. Get me lover boy's number and I'll call it even. I'll tell Iris we'll be alone for a few nights~" You could hear his tell-tale smirk in his voice, causing you to roll your eyes. 

"Don't you even dare. You know you'll wake up in the middle of nowhere in nothing but your rainbow underwear. She's capable of more than you realize." You laugh as you warn him of what you both knew Iris was capable of doing to him if he pissed her off. 

"Yeah yeah, sure don't want that to happen again. Anyway, have a good trip with that pretty boy of yours~" Gabriel teased. 

"What did I say?" You warned sternly. 

"What? You didn't get me the guy's number yet, so teasing is still on the table." 

"Leave it to you to find a damn loophole." You groan, rubbing the creases of your forehead out with your fingers. 

"Everyone please take your seats, we need to go over the case, see if we can start building a profile." Hotch announces behind you. 

"Sorry, I gotta go. We're about to take off. Don't die, please." You teasingly beg before you hang up and put your phone in the slot on your belt. 

"So… Gabriel, huh?" 

You gulp a bit and turn your head frantically until you find where Derek had sat on the jet. You roll your eyes and specifically choose the seat farthest away from him out of spite.

"Oh hush. He's my roommate. Not what you think." You insist as you grab your bag and place it in your lap, situating the case file in front of you. As soon as you get settled into your seat, you feel a presence suddenly sit next to you. 

"Sorry, I had to grab something real quick." 

You feel a slight blush grow on your face as you realize who the presence was. That was also accompanied by the sudden increase in the smell of mahogany wood and soft musk. It was pleasing. 

"Don't worry about it, Pretty boy. We were just talking about L/N's little 'roommate'. Weren't we?" Morgan teases. Instead of taunting back you feel like almost sinking into your seat. Why did he have to bring that up right now? Especially when Spencer was here to fucking hear?

"Living with roommates is actually more common than you think. There was a study done recently that showed a total of 18-34 percent of people have roommates. It's more logical as it helps people afford apartments with minimum wages." He explains. You sigh with relief. You were glad for Spencer’s statistic. It moved the conversation away from you. At least you hoped. 

"Whatever. Still. Who is this 'Gabriel'?" Morgan asked with a determined smirk, ignoring Spencer’s statistics. You sighed. You weren't going to get out of this as easily as you thought. 

Spencer swallowed a bundle of nerves as Morgan pushed aside his attempt at changing the subject. If he was truthful, he didn't want to speak about the possibility of you having someone special in your life already. Although he doubted he ever had a chance. Who was this Gabriel though? He wouldn't deny that he was curious, at least to his own conscience. 

"Fine," you sigh. "Gabriel is my best friend. Well… one of my best friends. He is gayer than a rainbow and is currently working as an FBI undercover agent. Happy?" 

Morgan raised his hands in defeat, chuckling. 

"I'm just asking baby girl, no hard feelings." He teases. 

Spencer let out an undetectable sigh of relief, his unknowingly clenched fist loosening against his leg. "He's an undercover agent? How did he get hired as one as a new graduate?" Spencer asks. "Of course there are some rare occasions where recently graduated agents have gone immediately to a semi-high position, but that in itself is exceedingly rare. Almost impossible." He rambled, finally finishing and turning towards you. 

"Oh, well I think it might've been because of his family ties. His father works in the CIA. Though I doubt that his father pulled any strings. He's kind of homophobic." You shrug. "But hey, it's not too impossible. It happened for you and me, right?" You asked, wiggling a teasing eyebrow. 

Spencer chuckled a bit and nodded, laughing gently. "I suppose it isn't as impossible as I make it sound. Although it still is rare. We just both happen to meet the requirements." He answers, flashing you a genuine smile. 

"For someone who's pretty private about her own personal life, you're pretty open about sharing your roommate's life." Morgan speaks up with curiosity. Spencer bites back a growl and glares at Morgan to knock it off. 

"Don't worry, Gabe's not that worried about his own life being leaked. He's got a squeaky clean record, and he says anything that someone finds out from someone other than him is always hearsay in court without proof." 

Morgan shrugged and pulled out the case file, getting the notion that the conversation was over. 

"We should get started. We'll be touching down in Illinois in a couple hours." Hotch announces, gathering everyone's collective attention. Garcia's face popped up on Derek's laptop he opened up as Hotch began to go over the case. "Any outstanding details yet, Garcia?" He began. 

"No sir, the only thing I could find was that each of your victims visited stores for newborns to toddlers. Babies R Us, Bottles and Babies, you name it. Each of them also had either a wife or serious romantic partner who had recently given birth." Garcia answered, looking up from her list. 

"What kind of job would you have to have to know this stuff about your victims? I don't think our unsub is stalking them." Rossi spoke up. 

"Maybe they work at one of the stores? Garcia I'm gonna need a list of employees at each of those locations." Derek started. 

"No wait, if they're all different stores then the idea of the unsub working at one doesn't fit… do each of these stores have the same supplier?" You speak up, looking over the case details before looking up at the rest of the team. 

"Uhh… yes, a company called Mommy and Me supplies all three of the stores these men visited." Garcia clarifies. 

"Good work, (L/N). Garcia, I'm going to need that list of names." Hotch informed. 

"I'll get that straight back to you sir as soon as I can. Garcia out." She says, disappearing from the screen. 

"So what are we thinking about behavior? Why would our unsub attack these men? And why now?" Emily spoke up. 

"The stressor in this situation is most likely to do with a partner. Or perhaps something to do with our unsub's physical appearance or self-esteem. Since each of the men are dark haired and left out for anyone to find." Spencer explained, laying the folder down onto the table in front of him. 

"Maybe something to do with a child? This unsub might just be a customer at each of these places. Maybe their partner recently left them and they're lashing out at surrogates for that partner." JJ suggests. 

"Are we looking for a female unsub?" Morgan asks. 

"I believe so." You spoke up. 

"Why is that, (L/N)?" Prentiss replied. 

"Well, in one of the crime scene descriptions, it was said that the newborn of one of the men was fed after their father had been murdered. I don't believe any man could do that. There weren't any leftover bottles either." You answered. 

"Actually, it is possible for a man to lactate. Although very rare, some men still produce the hormone prolactin even if they have a Y chromosome. This produces the process of lactation. But I doubt that is the case here, as most examples of this happening have been influenced by medical means." Spencer expressed, his eyes widening and sparkling with wonder at his fact. 

Derek groaned. "I really, really did not need to know that man." 

"But he's right. If there is no trace of a bottle having been used, or of one missing, we could be dealing with a woman." Hotch affirmed. "That paired with the obvious craving of power in the way the bodies are dumped and each victim is tortured." 

"What if our unsub recently had a baby also?" JJ spoke. 

"That would make sense, if our unsub is finding men at these different stores, then it could be plausible for her to have taken these men while alternating between stores." Rossi points out. 

"Good work everyone. When we land JJ and I will talk to the families. Morgan, Prentiss, Rossi, I want you three to investigate the last dump site, see if we can gather any more information on this unsub's methods and cause. And (L/N) and Reid, I need you two to take a look at the bodies. See id there are any patterns we missed. However we need to be quick, or Galesburg is going to have another body on their hands very soon." Hotch divides the jobs, closing the folder for the case. "Reid." 

Spencer looks up and turns towards Hotch. "Yeah?" 

"Show (L/N) the ropes for Prentiss. Try to teach her if you can. This is a learning opportunity for her as much as this is a case for us." Hotch orders. Spencer nods in understanding, feeling nervous butterflies building up again in his stomach. 

"Well, I guess you're stuck with me for a couple hours. I promise I don't bite too hard." You tease, nudging his shoulder. He smiles at your tease, letting out a soft laugh. 

"Oh I know that. The question is…" he pauses, raising a teasing eyebrow. "..if I do." 

You snort and laugh, shaking your head. "You wouldn't hurt a fly, Reid. No offense." 

"Wouldn't hurt-" Spencer playfully scoffs. "You hearing this, Morgan?" He says with a teasing smile on his face. 

"I've hurt a fly. I outsmarted its mother." Spencer insisted. Morgan snickered and looked towards Prentiss with a knowing look. She gave him one back, smiling smugly.

"Really? Outsmarted its mother? Reid, a human infant is capable of outsmarting a damn fly. But whatever you say, Fly Genius." You teased. Morgan let out a long 'Ooo' in response.

"You just got told." 

"Whatever Morgan." Spencer playfully rolled his eyes, smiling still under his attempt at trying to look annoyed.

"You're just mad I ended up getting you to prove your innocence." You insist. 

"You totally didn't." He retorts. 

"Spence, you've always been innocent." JJ interjects. 

"See? You can't deny that." You insist, a playful smile cemented on your face. 

"Who knew of all of us to bond with, you'd choose Pretty Ricky first." Morgan teased. 

"You're just jealous I got to talk to her first." Reid insists playfully. You roll your eyes. 

"Yeah, cause without seeing a map I assume your sense of direction is terrible." You tease. He looks at you mock offended and laughs a little. 

"Is not. Your eyes just met mine and you looked friendly." Spencer defended. 

"Alright children settle down before you give me an aneurysm." Rossi teases in a playful sigh. You giggle and shake your head. You didn't expect that amount of welcome feelings coming especially from Spencer. But everyone was already warming up to you. It felt nice. You just hoped you didn't let everyone down. 

○●♡●○ 

Walking off the jet, you immediately were greeted by the chief of the Galesburg PD. 

"Hi, you must be the BAU. I'm Chief Anthony Sherwood. Thanks for comin' down so fast." The chief thanks, shaking Hotch's hand. 

"Of course. I'm Agent Hotchner. This is Agent Morgan, Prentiss, Jareau, Rossi, Reid, and our trainee, Agent (L/N)." Hotch introduces.  The chief goes down the line, shaking almost everybody's hands. (Spencer gave him a peace sign instead) 

"So, a trainee huh? If we weren't so crunched for time to find this guy, I'd ask how you're liking the BAU. Come along now, we got everything you need set up at the station." Sherwood spoke to you before he gestured to everyone else and began to lead you all to the rental SUVs they had waiting for you all. 

You gulp softly and sigh, clenching and unclenching your fists a couple of times before you begin to follow. It was your first case. You were a big bundle of excitement mixed with nerves that wouldn't go away. 

Once inside the police station, you found a place for your things, setting them down in the main room that the Chief had set aside for you all to use. 

Once you had everything settled, you began to head out to the SUVs again without much of an introduction to everyone else. Hotch had said to get to the morgue as soon as you could to take a look at the bodies. You told yourself you were just following orders. 

You climbed into the driver's seat of the SUV that you had ridden to the station and immediately groaned, placing your now aching head against the steering wheel. With all the excitement of being on a case you hadn't been prepared to go on yet, you hadn't noticed you were having one of your head splitting migraines from your hyperthymesia. And lucky you, you had left the bottle of acetaminophen in your bag that you had left in the station. Great. 

"Rough day already?" 

You jumped with sudden fear, banging your head against the window of the car. You groan and rub the affected area, turning your attention to the owner of the voice who just spooked the shit out of you. 

"Reid…" you sighed, turning back to the wheel. Of course he had followed you. He was supposed to go with you. How dumb could you get? 

"Yeah… that's me." He says, a slight smile on his lips. "You okay?" He asks. 

"Yes… No… No not really. With my condition, I get occasional head-splitting migraines. They usually happen at least once a month. I hadn't gotten one yet, till today. And I left my prescription in my bag." You groaned, running a hand through your hair. 

"I see… but I don't think it's just the headaches." 

"Guess you caught me. I'm just nervous about this being my first case. Trainee or not. I've thought about this experience plenty of times. But you can't predict what the case is gonna entail." You conclude, squeezing the steering wheel. 

"That's understandable for any new agent, (L/N). Whether you're wide-eyed like Hotch and Rossi, or cautious, I think it's pretty normal. At least from my own experience." 

You can't fight the urge to smile as he finished his advice. He really didn't have to do this. You were new. But then again, he probably just saw a piece of himself in you. 

"Thanks Reid." 

"Of course, (L/N)." 

○●♡●○ 

"I've seen plenty of messed up injuries in my time, though I've never seen something as crude as this." The mortician said as she guided you and Spencer into the cold chamber room. 

"Most places like this don't usually see much serial killer action, so it's to be expected." Spencer says, trailing off as the mortician pulled out the most recent victim. 

"He looks pretty athletically built. Garcia texted me and told me they all were pretty active in the gym too. Not the same ones nor the same days though." You point out, pulling on a pair of gloves to take a look at the different injuries. "Each of these bruisings seem to be done by hand, no remnants of wood or anything else. So then how did our unsub subdue these men? They had to have been stronger than her." You questioned, looking over John McAllister's wounds near his neck.  

"He wasn't strangled around his neck either… she might've used some sort of drug to temporarily paralyze the body. We've seen it before in a few cases. Was there any traces in their systems?" Spencer asks the mortician. 

"Unfortunately, no. Nothing other than an increase in the production of glutamine, epinephrine, norepinephrine, and a few others." The mortician clarifies. 

"Hm…" you pondered, crossing your arms briefly. "Are there any needle marks at all?" 

Spencer considers what you say before he takes a gloved hand and tilts the head of the victim to the side. "Yes, behind his ear. Though the access to the blood supply would be harder to reach." 

"I doubt that mattered to her." You remind. 

"Can we see the others? Or have their bodies been claimed?" You ask. 

"The first one, yes. But the second one no." The mortician says, putting the latest victim back in the cold chamber before pulling out the second. 

"Is there a needle mark?" You ask, hoping this connection would help the case. 

"Yes, around the same area too…" Spencer trails. 

You turn your head to the second victim's file and narrow your eyes. "Hey… from this photo, our second victim is supposed to have long dark brown hair, our unsub is cutting the hair." 

"She's trying to make them look like a partner." Spencer realizes, pulling out his phone to alert Hotch. You nod to the mortician and help her put the second victim's body back into the freezer. 

Then you began to follow Spencer out of the morgue, your nerves finally having calmed down. Maybe this is what you had needed, as morbid as it was. Just to see the reality of the case instead of just your own worries and ideas of the case. You were going to be fine. You felt like a real profiler. 

Of course it helped that Spencer was there, but still. It felt good. And you knew this case needed the good. 

[cutegirlmayra]

Movie!Sonamy - A quick little thing

(Found here x Not mine!)

Scene 1:

As Amy reaches out, moving across the pavement of the deserted back-way road, Robotnik--who at the time is still on the mushroom planet controlling Metal Sonic remotely in a makeshift base he created from the portals he created to function like Sonic’s rings to get random objects to fall into the mushroom world--commands Metal Sonic, “Another one!? Just rotten luck... unless??? Metal! Seize the girl! I want her alive!”

Intrigued at the idea that the girl may have a similar power source as Sonic, he watches as Metal Sonic charges and grabs her before a weakened Sonic from fighting the new foe could take her hand.

“Noo...” He stumble back down as Amy is swooped up, crying out for him.

Robotnik’s drone with a screen of him on it flies over to where Metal Sonic hovers in the air, as Amy squirms to try and break free of it.

“Hey! Let me go, you big bully!” She summons a hammer to hit him, whacking him as Robotnik smirks.

“Metal, be sure to keep our little captive secure.” Then looks back to Sonic as though a warning.

Sonic stumbles to his feet again, holding his hurt arm that Metal slashed into and rolled him off his high-speed escape.

“Leave her alone, Eggman...” He wobbles slightly, squinting an eye.

“Sonic, I’m about to get very unlady-like. Please look away!” Amy continues to struggle, but upon Robotnik’s last command, Metal Sonic locks his arms and she’s perfectly stuck in the wedge therein. “Grr! Hurfh!” she stops with her hammer hits as it doesn’t seem to be doing anything but create nose and knock his head back slightly. “Okay, in 3.., advert your eyes! 2... oooonnneeee...” she holds the last count as she continues to kick her feet and try and ‘squirm’ through the cobra-like grip.

She finally flops her arms down along with her head, dangling before seeing Sonic still staring. Gasping, she continues to try and look like she’s making progress, “I thought I said look away!!! I can’t really let him have it if your watching me!” but it’s clear she’s fibbing.

Sonic worriedly looked between her and Eggman, then glares at Metal Sonic. “It’s me you want... let the girl go!”

She stops struggling, amazed that he’s being so heroic. “Sonic...” A moment ago, when he first met her, he seemed frozen time and excited raced over to greet her with a simple ‘hi’ and raised hand. But when she tried to get ‘closer’ to him through their time together, he seemed to almost try and get away from her...

So now... He seemed like he really did care.

Robotnik laughed, “Let’s first see if you can catch her...” The drone parted and shot out a portal beam that was heading back at light-speeds... then Metal Sonic blasted his jets and flew after it.

Robotnik wanted to test out his Metal creation, having used Sonic’s quill to construct him, mostly.

Sonic took off after them, pushing himself even though he was clearly beat up.

“Noo!!” Amy watched as Metal swung her to the side and fired at a pursuing Sonic. “You leave him alone!!!” She summoned her hammer again, but this time, Robotnik noticed something...

“Hmm... interesting.” he fired a laser to knock the hammer out of her hands, but she summoned it right back as it was flying away and shot it at him.

His drone blasted it out from it’s path towards knocking into it, and flew a little closer to her. Robotnik’s smirk tripled in size... (Grinch stole Christmas reference.) “How very... useful information to know. Metal! Come home!” his drone shot out towards the portal, but Sonic quickly bypassed Metal, surprising both of them, and then rolled up into an electric blue ball.

“Like I’d let you get away!” he charged into him and shred through the drone, exploding it with his electric energy before throwing an electric beam to Metal Sonic (Sonic boom reference) and yanking him out of the air.

Metal missed the portal, getting pulled back as Amy swung one last hammer hit to knock him further to the ground while she still flew off at an angle.

“Amy!” he raced to her and grabbed her, tumbling into the forest as the portal warbled and finally dissipated. (The chase is meant to resemble Sonic CD’s Metal Sonic race.)

“NOOO!!!” Robotnik slammed his fists on his makeshift console as sparks flew all around it. He breathed hard... before a light came on and he rolled his enraged eyes up to it...

Metal Sonic... was still operational. He sneered, typing in some commands. “No matter... I’m not out of this game yet..!” he growled in competitive spite.

Amy’s eyes were a bit dizzy-struck, but Sonic moved off of her, shaking his head and breathing hard. “You... You alright, Rascal?”

She puffed out some air, then her eyes closed and let her head fall to her side.

“Amy..?” He suddenly looked her face over. “Amy!” his blue quills sparked with light as his eyes changed color as well, showing the electricity.

She suddenly began giggling, and he pouted at realizing he was being fooled.

“Don’t you know..? This is when you kiss the girl awake!” she teased.

He rolled his eyes and lightly moved her face back to being against the dirt, using her to push off the ground and get up in a comedical way. “If I did that, I’d have to call out ‘clear’!” he was referring to his power and imagining her popping with electrical emergency like in hospitals.

However, Metal Sonic had turned his head and scanned their heart rates during that moment... there was a link between their heart rate increases, and Robotnik twisted one of the hairs on his overgrown mustache at it.

“All the readings and signs point to a very peculiar circumstance caused by teen acquaintance in the most obscure and annoying frequencies in young creatures... Maybe I can lure him to me yet.” He built up his villainous laughter as the mushroom base he created was shown in it’s full glory with drones flying everywhere around it like a bee-hive.

Scene 2:

Exhausted from out-running Eggman, the gang of Tails, Sonic, Amy, Tom, and Maddie were around a campfire by their camper they ‘acquired’ during their attempt to escape Eggman’s robots.

As Tom was speaking, Amy was growing more and more tired, her eyes drooping before finally it was clear she was practically asleep, and her head bobbed a certain direction as though she was about to fall over.

Seeing this, Sonic scooted over to her just as her head was about to topple over from it’s many deeper bows, and was caught softly by his shoulder.

Maddie, seeing this, cut off Tom by moving her arm out of her blanket and putting a hand on his shoulder, “I think we all just need a breather first, Tom. Then we can talk about staging inter-world battles.” She joked, but was slightly serious as Tom looked to see Tails yawning and rubbing his hurt side and head, as Sonic also looked over to him and patted his tail that was by him, as Tails smiled appreciatively over to him.

“Maybe we should all get some sleep...”

“Look at you, being so responsible..!” proud of her boy, Maddie got up and wiggled her head, striding over to help pick up Amy and take her back to the camper. “Looks like you took my advice.”

“Being nice... isn’t so hard when everyone needs you to save the world... again.” Sonic replied in his usual snark, but then looked sorrowfully back to Amy. “If Eggman learns about Tails... will he get put in danger too?”

“Well...” Maddie looked down, “People put themselves in danger... for the things they love the most.” She looked over to Sonic, eye to eye, before Tails and Amy. “These guys risked everything to escape and find you, right? That must mean they truly loved Longclaw... and believed that you would be the one to help free them.” She bobbed and patted Amy as though instinctively being motherly while she spoke, and Sonic just smiled, nodding to her.

However... when she turned away, whispering goodnight, he frowned and his ears fell back.

He didn’t want to be a hero, the responsibility of looking out for these two also didn’t make him feel like he was enough. He worried about Tom and Maddie too... he didn’t want anyone else getting hurt or put in danger...

Maddie placed Amy down and removed her blanket from around her shoulders, replacing it to be on Amy as she rested.

She dropped the blinds and smiled at the window above her, then stroked and curled her fingers around her bangs before setting off....

When red glowed from the window...

Metal Sonic had carefully camouflaged himself behind some bushes in the forest they were hiding in, and moved over to the camper.

Seeing her, he scanned her, but didn’t see any trace of a similar power to Sonic’s. Even so, he had his orders, and carefully used a heated beam to create a square out of the bunker, grabbing it before it could fall over and on her.

He carefully moved the square piece and maneuvered his dangerously spiked claws under her head and body, lifting her to then sneak away as his operation was complete.

However... Tails looked at his device, “Strange...” he rubbed his eyes awake, “Why is that... Sonic, look out!” he dived into Sonic as Metal shot a beam into the camper, exploding it like rapidly fired, circular bombs.

“Oh my-” Maddie stumbled up and ran towards the flames, but Sonic saw something red, like a stream of moving eyes, dip into the forest.

He glared, and ran after it, not looking back as Tom reached out to him. “Sonic!”

Scene 3:

Trapped in Eggman’s containment unit, not able to fully stand up and not big enough to lay down comfortably in, Amy hit the sides of the clear wall, trying to convince Eggman to let her go.

“Is that what you’re all gonna call me!?” Robotnik’s nose flared at the name.

“You smell like rotten eggs too!” she summoned her hammer and slammed it against the wall.

“Ah! Fascinating.” he bent down to look at the hammer. “Metal? Calm down our experiment.”

Metal, using the quill from Sonic, created a blue electricity that sparked on his raised hands and traveled along his metallic claws...

Amy recongized the power, amazed he had it, and scooted back Robotnik stood up, his glasses flaring with light when Metal seemingly off-camera shocked the unit.

Amy’s cry of pain was quick, and Eggman opened the container to pull out the hammer, showing Amy’s limp body. “I said calm, Metal. We aren’t sure if we can extract her power dead or alive yet... But even so, good boy.” he patted his metallic head, but Metal’s face was emotionless.

His red, blaring eyes peered at the hedgehog girl who squirmed back up to look at him, “I’ll make sure... you regret... this...”

He seemed to have a red light blinking on the side of his eyes, as though recording before she dipped her head back down wearily, and he moved over to Eggman, tracing his movements.

Eggman placed the hammer on the same device he used to measure Sonic’s power, but scooted the two rims farther back to make room to place the hammer. The container swung up over it like a clamped shell, and Metal Sonic watched him, still with only his eyes and head following his movements, as he danced and waited for the results.

He air guitar’d before the results came back faster than he anticipated.

Rushing over, he laughed once again, wheezing at times, pounding his fat stomach as though choking when the results showed that the hammer had an unlimited power source as well. “There’s morrrrreeee!!!” he shot himself up out of his chair and shook his fists in the air.

Wickedly Elated.

Scene 4:

Metal Sonic had showed Sonic Amy’s recording, and faking that she was dead, caused Sonic to think Robotnik had killed her and burst into electricity, charging after him through the portal, exactly what Eggman wanted...

With Sonic enraged, he didn’t realize he was being deceived, but soon enough fights, gets captured, fights again, and finds Amy to save her while he escapes.

-skipping along the dvd in my head lol-

Sonic was carrying a now awake and perplexed Amy while trying to escape the mushroom kingdom.

He came alone to avoid further conflict with Tom and Maddie, who he felt were being over-protective and sheltering, when he just didn’t want them to get hurt.

Metal Sonic pursued, but Amy kept complaining he wasn’t holding her like a ‘lady’ and he swung her over his shoulder.

“Better~?” He teased, already remarking how it wasn’t comfortable to run while holding someone, and also the fact that she didn’t make it any easier by squirming.

The two kept trying to figure out what the best position was as Amy kept firing off her unlimited supply of Piko Piko Hammers while Metal Sonic gained on them constantly, due to Sonic’s poor footwork and trying to adjust Amy in his arms.

Finally, he threw her up to dodge Metal Sonic charging at them with his claw swiping out, and then jumped to spin dash him into his engine on the back, before grabbing Amy bridal style.

As they raced away, Amy looked all around at her new position, and nodded approvingly, “This... This will do.” she wrapped her arms lovingly around him and gave him a sweet, adoring smile before looking back over his shoulder... and then bending her eyes in a regret-stricken arch at what she knew Eggman now had...

Scene 5: -Around the end-

Amy has her feet on a stalled and twitching right engine wheel on Metal Sonic, on his knees, head up as she had looped her hammer around and jammed it behind his neck/quills.

she held his sparking head and glared into his eyes, as Metal Sonic’s red dot blinked in the corner of his eye, revealing the same hologram he had showed to anger Sonic and have him react emotionally to try and extract his power.  “I’ll make sure... you regret... this...”

Amy smiled, knowing he was recognizing that this was her fulfilling her own promise. Not through Sonic...

“You will never be as great as Sonic The Hedgehog...” Amy then rips his head clean off, but as he explodes, his head remains intact and flies off,... he was still recording her...

Forever on his memory now... (concludes Metal Sonic’s hinted jealous rivalry to be better than Sonic, seeing as Robotnik acted about Sonic, and wanted to be more than enough to please his creator... the ultimate Sonic.)

Sonic dives into the flames after her, a slow-motion of him worriedly reaching out as the flames of his exploded body envelop them.

They roll to the side, but Tails, Maddie, Knuckles, and Tom don’t see it. (They will later over hear them and that’s when Sonic will stride in like a hero, touched by their tears and loving speeches)

“We gotta... stop meeting like this.” Amy teased, breathing hard as he got up off of her, mimicking the tumble in Scene 1. “People like to talk.”

For once... he smiles at her charm.

“Well, you said so yourself... There’s only one hedgehog that’s your hero...” He bends down, and as she gets excited and closes her eyes, leaning up to kiss, he moves off of her.

She blinks her eyes and gasps, moving up to see him just walking off.

“Sonic!”

“What? Aren’t you waiting for him to scoop you up and carry you away?” He teased back, gesturing behind himself.

She shakes her head, “I think you know who my destined hero is.”

His eyebrows move up and he smiles. (This establishes their dynamic from here on out. Hero and admirer.)

-I got wind of a rumor about Amy being in the new sequel... I already made 2 scenarios of how she could be played, this is how Sonic could play back xD-

[keithan-p]

Hi can you please do all dorm leaders with my oc, Emiko pls.

Sure! Then the scenario will be~

🥀The dorm leaders met Emiko planting flowers🥀

If you want to request me you can check out the pinned post!

Enjoy🥀

🥀Riddle Rosehearts 🥀

...

Riddle just burst out his dorm angrily, it seems that his dorm students caused more trouble, or should I say, broke the rules?

He starts wandering around the school,trying to cool his temper down , then he stumbled upon a garden.

The scent of flowers stopped Riddle from walking, such nice and soothing smell! Riddle couldn't help but stood there and doze off his thoughts ...

"Riddle..? What brings you here?"

Surprised,Riddle slightly trembled. He then looked around and saw a small figure holding a pot of roses, looking at him with big eyes

Riddle then quickly gets his thoughts back and get back to his bossy pose, looking around the garden as if he was just patroling

" Is it you who runs this garden? Quite nice i might say”

Emiko nodded and smiled as she slightly bows down to show gratitude for his compliment

"yeah, I really like flowers, so I applied to run this garden！Here,have these roses ,you can..take it as a gift"

Handing over the pot of roses , she smiled to the red haired man. Riddle then took the pot of flowers and thanked Emiko, then turned around wanting to leave, suddenly Riddle had a sudden thought..

He swiftly turn around and placed a rose by her ear, as he said:

" Rules of Queen of hearts ! Give me peaches, I will return you plums, take that as a gratitude from me"

Leaving the flustered Emiko, Riddle left the garden with a good mood~ ❤️

🥀Leona Kingscholar🥀

...

Leona were just skipping classes as always, wandering around the school since he wanted to look for another nice sleeping spot other than his bedroom.

Moaning about life, he stumbled upon a garden.This place will do! Sleeping with a nice scent and all... Ahh how soothing~

He then walk into the garden looking for a spot for him to lie down and rest himself. Luckily,there was a big Oak tree somewhere in the garden, he quickly walk towards it and 'bump!' he lies down on the grass, purring as he starts sleeping

...

"Uhh...L-leona senpai..?"

A shaky voice woke Leona up from his sleep, irritated , he slowly opened his eyes and found a very blurry figure face in front of him. It seems like..a girl's face! Shocked , he quickly gets up , ahh... It's the herbivore

"tch- what do you want..?"

Slightly trembling, Emiko explained that he is sleeping at the garden and that he couldn't sleep there since the grass there are still buds， they need sunshine. Too much pressure would stop the buds grow

“You seem to know a lot of green stuff huh，alright alright ill get up”

just as he finished talking, something fell down ... After Leona could know it, Emiko slightly screamed-

"E-Ehh?!-"

A spider , no ... A BIG spider falls down from the tree and starts crawling towards Emiko. She starts panicking,but at the moment the spider were crushed by a shoe-Leona grinned as he picked the dead spider up..

"think I know your weakness herbivore. though ,that reaction on your face is real cute you know, maybe I should scare you more often next time..."

With that grin, he patted Emiko's head and left the garden...

🥀Azul Ashrengrotto 🥀

...

"sigh... Where could it be..."

Looking very intense,Azul walks around the school , it seems that he is looking for something...

His missing spare spectacles, that is what he was looking for, it seems that Floyd borrowed Azul his spare glasses since Floyd needed it to 'look at tiny insects', pretty bad reason but Azul lend it to him anyways, and when Floyd gets back, it's gone

"That twin-! sigh... What did I do to deserve this"

While he was moaning, he smelled something nice, smells like... flowers? He continued walking towards and saw a garden full of beautiful flowers!

There's not that much pretty flowers under the sea you know? Azul were so amused by it! While he was busy staring at dandelions, a voice interrupted his flower gazing.

"A-azul..?"

WAIT- someone is here? He quickly idle back to his pose, and saw the small figure..it was Emiko!

"Ahh, it's you. Let's see, you run this place?"

Emiko nodded and just as she was going to ask Azul something, Azul interrupted her with a voice full of excitement

"May I ask what flower are these? Oh! And I remember that flowers had languages,do you know them, can you tell me? Oh! And which of them are ....."

It goes on and on, Emiko gave an awkward smile and also found that this side of Azul is also very cute

Think he knew someone was staring him, he quickly gave a few coughs and apologize for his sudden excitement.

Emiko wave his hand and said that it's fine then started to explain the things amAzul wanted to know patiently.Azul asked so many questions sometime even Emiko couldn't handle it...

"I see.. I see... Hold on a second...I'm sorry, it's almost time for me to head back to my dorm, I need to settle things in Mostro Lounge,I'm very thankful for today,Emiko"

After that, he smiled and wave his hand goodbye to Emiko, Emiko chuckled a little , she also had a great time...

"Wait. .. WHERE IS MY SPARE SPECTACLES?"

🥀

🥀Kalim Al Asim🥀

...

"Emi-chan~!I brought our bento! C'mon let's eat together!"

Recess is finally here, Kalim speeds his footsteps and walk right into the garden,knowing that Emiko will definitely be in there

Just as he thought, She is! But kinda got surprise by the sudden welcome from Kalim though

"Oh-sorry did I scare you? "

Kalim noticed that he was indeed being a bit loud just now, and apologized for that, he got Emiko's turning head as return. After checking that he's fine to have lunch with her , he went to Emiko's side

"These are all foods made by Jamiru! He's so cool right?!"

He took the bento Jamil made and hand it over to Emiko

"Eh-ehh? You could have it! I'm fine!"

Emiko quickly denied the offer Kalim gave but it soon was stopped when Kalim swiftly stuffed a spoon of rice in Emiko’s mouth

“Ehehe~daijyoubu! I told Jamiru to make this just for you!"

Smiling as usual, he looked at Emiko's suffering from the food, then he quickly pull the spoon out, let Emiko breath...

"I- I appreciate that Kalim"

Emiko then coughed a little and thanked Kalim for the bento

They both then sat on the bench and ate bento together as they talked... Well it was Kalim who mostly talked

Even though Kalim talked a lot Emiko really had a great time since she's very shy and couldn'tt talk to people easily, she's relieved that she had Kalim in her side...

"Why are you looking at me like that? You want me to feed you?"

After hearing Kalim saying that upmost embarrassing words, Emiko's red suddenly goes red ,making Kalim worried,kept on asking if she's alright

"i-im fine.. Kalim "

Kalim just tilted his head, not knowing why did Emiko's face gets so red , then he continued talking about his dorm

You can hear laughs coming out from the garden, then you know that they're having a good time there~

🥀

🥀Vil schoenheit 🥀

...

Vil needs some flowers for his flower bath today, which means he'll need to borrow some flowers from the garden, wait.. who is in charge of the garden again..?

Just as he was in thought, he arrived at the garden, lots of flowers are awaiting him there, the scent of nice and soothing smell really brings Vil into calmness...

"Vil-senpai..!"

Vil heard a very familiar voice and when he realised, Emiko had been holding Waterer,standing in front of vil.

"Oh- isn't it the Yam ... I need to look for the person who is incharge here, do you know who it is?"

Emiko awkwardly laughed a little and said that the person who is in charge is actually her.

Vil swiftly apologized and ask for some lilies for his flower bath, Emiko nodded and led him to the lily section

Rows and rows of lilies are awaiting Vil , Vil started staring at the lilies, trying to pick the one lily he wanted while Emiko watered the plants

"Yam, I've decided, get me these lilies and cut them for me, thank you"

Vil handed 3 lilies to Emiko and they went to the cutting machine ,the cutting machines makes flower bags for flower baths, they cut down flower petals and stem， all put them in one bag

While waiting for the flowers to be done, Vil starts checking Emiko’s outfit and all..

"Yam! You didn't style your hair nicely today didn't you? And that apron doesn't match with your clothes... You need to learn colour palettes ..."

Vil started straighten all the wrinkles on her uniform and aprons， the distance between them is very close making Emiko flustered...

just as Vil couldn't get any closer，the flower machine had done cutting. Vil sighed as he grabs the flower bag and thanked Emiko

"thanks again Yam, don't forget to style your hair next time"

After that, Vil left the garden , even so Emiko still had the red face from just now...

"thought we could get more closer... "

🥀

🥀Idia Shroud 🥀

...

Idia NEVER went out only when he really really REALLY NEEDS to, but you know... He just wanted to meet his Emiko... So then the Idia adventure begins!

Grr.. walking around and people looking at you weirdly ...come on Emiko show yourself already... Do I need to sing 'show yourself' for you to show up..?

Though I'm not Elsa...

There are as many idia’s inner dramas as usual...How dearly he wanted Emiko to show up! He then idle around the school and couldn't find Emiko's single hair!

He was about to give up ,but then he walk by a garden, a garden huh... Emiko would definitely tries to be in charge of one...

Hold on a second

He quickly went into the garden and saw Emiko planting daisies peacefully,not knowing that Idia is there

Sigh... So she was here.. Welp, mission accomplished.

Wait, you wouldn't think that Idia would want and talk to Emiko don't you?

I mean.. how?

Idia couldn't talk to her ,hes afraid that she will find him annoying. ..

Hiding behind the bushes he looked at Emiko like a creepy stalker, suddenly, Emiko stood up and walk towards the bushes

She squated down as she said:

"Come out Idia, let's plant together if you're okay with that"

She let out a smile, that smile easily warms Idia's heart... He slowly gets up while grabbing Emiko's hand and goes planting with her!

Idia had never been outside that long...

He hasn't.. AND HES DYING OUT OF HOTNESS

🥀

🥀Malleus Draconia🥀

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Emiko is just watering her plants in the garden, doing what she likes to do... Yeah, sometimes being alone is actually more comfortable, maybe cause Emiko is afraid to talk to others...

Suddenly, some weird green glowing things appeared in the garden, just a blink of an eye, a man with green eyes and black silky hair appeared too.. it was Malleus

"oh my child of man, or should I call beastie? Just as I thought,you were here..."

Surprised, emiko trembled but relieved after she realises that it was Malleus. She asked Malleus that what was he doing here as Malleus answered:

"Why I wonder... You weren't at the ramshackle dorm so I expected that you would be here.. Hm? Are you implying that I can't look for you ?"

Emiko quickly shakes her head implying that she didn't think that way, she even told Malleus that she is very happy to see Malleus here

"I see, well, what would you like me to do with you?"

Emiko starts to think hardly on what should they do but then failed.. she told Malleus that she couldn't think of any since she only wanted to spend time with him that's all

As if Malleus was touched by emiko's cuteness, a faint blush appeared on his face.

"Thats- the first time I've ever heard that..your a bold one beastie.. aren't you scared of me?"

Why would I? Said Emiko, she stated that Malleus was a strong wizard but a kind one too..

"Ahaha.. stop praising me already, it's getting faker you know. Though, I really appreciate those praises... Now beastie, let's spend some time together"

Malleus Draconia spending his day with Emiko... Wait.. did I hear Sebek's voice?

MALLEUS RUN!!

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OK I WROTE THIS SPENDING A LOT OF TIME WTH I REALLY HOPE YALL LIKE IT

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Bark Bark ft. Bokuto

Fluff, friends to lovers, bokuto x f!reader

A/n: this is an older post by the way

-1200 words-

This story includes: kissing, cursing, suggestive language, mention of drugs

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"Psst. Y/n." Bokuto whispered, looking down at his friend.

"Bokuto what the fuck are you doing in the girls' room at-"she checked the clock "-4 in the morning?"

"Shush. I have an idea. Why don't we bark at everyone at the camp for the day?" He smirked.

"Okay! Now let me sleep, I'm tired." She turned away from him, closing her eyes.

"Wait Y/n! We need to get Kuroo to join aswell."

No answer. The captain shook her body.

"Go away, Koutaro. I said I'm tired."

He pulled the blanket off of her.

"BOKUTO!" She whisper-screamed, taking the blanket back to hide that she was only wearing a bra and shorts.

"Sorry, sorry. But, can we go?" After he was ignored again, the boy flopped onto her.

"Will you leave me alone to sleep afterwards?" Don't get her wrong, she loved her friend's energy, but she was tired.

Bokuto nodded. "Of course." He took off his jacket. "Wear this."

"Bruh, I can't just wear a jacket and no shi-"

"If you go and change, you're going to wake everyone up and get us in trouble. You don't want that now, do you?"

"Shut up." She yanked his jacket from him and put it on, making Koutaro zip up the zipper.

He picked her up bridal style, carrying her to the Nekoma boy's room.

Y/n opened the door, still in her owl-like friend's arms. He tiptoed to Kuroo's bed, crouching down to wake him up.

Y/n straddled him over the blanket, slapping him in the face. Kuroo groaned, rubbing his eyes.

"What do you wa- oh hello, Y/n. May I ask what you are doing on top of me?" He smirked, rubbing her thighs lovingly.

Bokuto smacked his brother from another mother's hand. "Hey. Don't touch her like that😠👍."

"Whatever you say. Now, what are you guys up to?" He sat up.

Y/n got off of him. "Koutaro wants us to bark at everyone today."

He high-fived Bokuto. "That sounds like a plan. But couldn't you guys just have woken me up later?"

"No. I want you to wake up, and just start barking. Just try to bark as much as you can."

"Wait, what about when we're are playing?"

"When we play, we can speak regularly."

"Okay, I got it. Go back to bed you two. Y/n, if you want to sta-" Bokuto slapped him again. "Okay, sorry. Now leave."

-TIME SKIP TO THE MORNING-

They were all in the gym, warming up for a long day of practice.

"Hey Bokuto-san, do you think you're going to be fine to-"

"WOOF WOOF ARF ARF!!" He barked. Testurou noticed this, and came running to help Bokuto bark at Akaashi.

"BARK BARK GRRRR WOOF WOOF ARF!" They chanted, gaining the attention of everyone in the gym, including Y/n. She came and barked with them.

Hinata pulled Kageyama's sleeve. "Can I go join them?" He looked up at the blueberry, pouting.

"No. You're not aloud to go near drug dealers." Kageyama scowled at Kuroo. He took Hinata's hand. "Come on, let's go practice our quick."

Akaashi had had enough of the trio. "STOP. Quiet down, you're making a scene. Kuroo, go back to your team. Y/n, you can go back to where the managers are." They sighed, going to where Akaashi had ordered for them to go to. He looked at Bokuto.

"I don't know what you're doing, but it's annoying. Stop it right now."

Koutaro fell on the ground, sulking. "Akaashi, why do you have to be such a buzzkill?"

The ravenette crouched down to his friend. "Bokuto-san, I'm sorry. Can you please forgive me?"

"Fine." He slowly got back up, still depressed.

"Bokuto-San, do you want me to g-"

"BARK BARK GRR WOOF ARF RUFF BARK VOOK BARRK SNARLLL!!!" He yelled before doubling over in laughter.

Hinata ran over and started barking as well. "RUFF RUFF ARF HOWLLLL BARKK BARK!!!"

"BOKE HINATA BOKE!" Kageyama ran to go pick up his friend, carrying him away from the crazy captain.

They started doing their practice matches, Koutaro doing better than usual due to his barking party.

Y/n watched as her friend slammed another ball to the ground. He noticed that she was staring and got on all fours, crawling towards her.

He knelt on the ground, his hands on her knees. Bokuto looked her in the eyes in a sad way. "arf? arf arf ruff? bark bark?" 

Y/n tried to hide the fact that she was very nervous. In a different setting, she would have continued talking to him in sad puppy language, but since there were adults around and he had just left to talk to her in the middle of the game, she reacted differently.

"Koutaro go back to the game." She ordered, but the owl stayed there, whimpering.

The coach yelled. "Bokuto get back to the game! This is not the time to eat L/n out!"

Everyone on the team started snickering, Bokuto and Y/n a blushing mess.

"I-I-we-aren't-"

"Yes sir!" He bowed, walking back to the game with his head down.

They continued the game, Y/n not staring at him at all.

After the set finished, Y/n handed him his water. He took it, thanking her. When she was about to walk away, he stopped her.

"Hey- sorry about that Y/n. I guess I just got caught u-"

"Bokuto! This is not the time to eat L/n out!" Someone from the rival team said, laughing with his friends.

"RUFF RUFF ARF ARF BARK BARK GRRRRRRR!" Y/n yelled.

Bokuto almost started tearing up. He patted his friend's back. "My little Y/n is growing up so fast."

All of a sudden Kuroo jumped onto them. "Give me the tea."

"What tea?" Koutaro and Y/n said in unison.

"Don't lie. I know you ate Y/n out." He wiggled his eyebrows. "So? Give me the details!"

"He didn't eat me out, Testurou. He did put his hand on my knees and beg though."

Bokuto tried to save his case. "I wasn't begging! I was asking you why you were looking at me like that."

"I wasn't looking at you like anything."

"Yes you were."

"No I wasn't."

"Yes, you were."

"No, I wasn't."

"Yes you were!"

"No I wasn't! Kuroo, tell him that I wasn't looking at him li-" Kuroo had already left, presumably to his next game. "Well, I know I wasn't."

"KISS KISS KISS KISS KISS!!!!" Hinata chanted.

"HUH?!?"

"you heard me right! KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE!!" Hinata jumped up and down, clapping his hands.

Kageyama dragged him by the collar. "Hinata, what did I tell you about going near them?"

"Kuroo's not there!"

"Those people are still infected by him. They will try to sell you drugs as well." Mommayama walked him away from the two.

"What does that kid have agai-" She was cut off by Koutaro's lips against hers. She kissed back, leaning into the boy.

"Bokuto, this is not the time to e-"

"GRRRRRRR RUFF ARF ARF WOOF WOOF!!" Akaashi barked at his teammate.

[prose-for-hire]

All the better to scratch you with

Pairing: Spike x reader (platonic)

Request: A concept? Or possibly a request? Imagine Spike regularly going to a beauty salon to get his nails properly manicured and painted and he and his beautician are bickering bbfs. I just had that vision and thought you would like it XD (maybe you could write it, if you want to)

Requested by: @therapieliteratur

Warning: Mention/implication of Spuffy. Reader has a boyfriend that isn’t Spike. Mention of character death from season 5.

A/N: Set like early/mid-season 6. I made it an x reader, hope that’s okay. It was meant to be a bit shorter but I had fun. 

Spike stalked down a deserted alleyway, the pitch-black night casting shadows like spectres around him. He would have to be quick if he was going to make it. He couldn’t get caught, not like this. The wind picked up, trees making cruel faces at him and reaching as if to point out his location as he briskly stalked past.

He kept his head down, a fast-pace as he rounded the corner. He checked around him as he came closer to his destination, making sure the street really was clear. The last thing he needed was for people to see. For them to know what he truly got up to after dark.

He entered the little storefront, bell ringing, knowing that although all of the lights were off in the front it was open. Spike raised an eyebrow when he saw who was waiting at the desk for their next booking. Your nail salon was highly sought after, by all kinds of humans and demons. You grinned at him and gestured for him to follow you.

“My, what sharp nails you have” You mutter, taking his hand with a little grin.

“All the better to gouge your bloody eyes out with” He replied, but there was a little glint in his eye. His appointments with you were the highlight of his month sometimes. He didn’t come that often, depends where he managed to get his money from but he liked your company. You and he tended to gossip, between bickering, and it was enjoyable.

“Scratch would have been better – less wordy. More to the point” You offer, starting to buff after shaping the nails, “All the better to scratch you with, for example”

“Well, sometimes a poetic threat is more menacing than ‘to the point’. I hate being all fangy and ‘grr’” He explained, you knew all about vampires and such, Spike started to come to you because this was where Drusilla used to get her nails done, “Anyway what do you know about anything - you’re a sodding nail technician” You give him a look and worked in silence for a while.

“You wanna pick the colour or can I surprise you?” You smile sweetly taking out a selection of pinks you always tried to entice him with. It annoyed him sometimes, but he was fond of you so he put up with it. Plus, you did a hell of a job.

“Black, thank you” He raised his eyebrows, to emphasise his repsonse.

“Are you sure I can’t tempt you with mystery mauve? It’s real cute, look” You show your own nails off to him. He compliments them, but stubbornly sticks with his old favourite. After a while, you sigh again and he gives you a look as if to tell you to spit it out.

“I happen to be well educated, actually. Beauty is my passion - my calling if you will. Much like you and maintaining a terrible excuse for a nailbed apparently” you pulled a finger up to show him and he scowled a little but let you carry on with his nails. You sighed, shaking your head, people really liked to assume about you in the job you did. It was annoying.

“All right, love, you know you’re my favourite sodding person in this horrible little town” He offered quietly, his version of an apology, “…but tell anybody I said that and I’ll be drinking from your brainstem right quick” He hissed.

“But if you drank from my brainstem, you’d have to live with your sorry excuse of a paint-job. I’ve seen you – that time I ran into that demon and you stopped it? You hadn’t come in for months and your nails were horrible by anybody’s standards” You pulled a face at the memory, “I had nightmares, woke up screaming over the mess you had made of your fingernails” You added, shuddering at him.

“That was cutting – really, my heart’s crushed” He put a hand against his chest to demonstrate this which made your eyes bulge.

“Nails!” you warned him, you weren’t going over any of it again, “I wasn’t trying to crush your heart, just splinter it a little” You smiled, carrying on with the job.

Spike spoke of some of his problems for a while as you listened, chipping in when you could. He never told you the name of the mystery person he was pining for, but you had your suspicions. He then asked about you, which made you sigh as you thought about another recent argument you had with your boyfriend.

“My guy’s been avoiding me again, something about a ‘busy social life’ that apparently I’m not invited to” You sighed, you were glad Spike was here - he was your favourite client and he was as good to vent to as he was to listen to.

“You’re too good for him, love, I’ve said it already”

“Well, he’s kind when he wants to be and he only shouts when I’m being a bitch to him” You replied, frowning as you thought about it.

“I’ve told you before, you need me to come and give him a good scare and I’ll do it. About bloody time somebody showed him the bumpy part of a forehead” Spike left out that he would be using the bumpy part of his forehead against the soft part of your man’s nose if he could. From what he’d picked up over the last few months, your relationship wasn’t going to last very much longer. He thinks you deserve better anyway.

“Anyway, did you see Buffy Summers recently? Her hair has never been so short, what do you think?” You said, gauging his reaction as you waited for the polish to dry. Your salon was attached to the hairdressers Buffy comes to get her hair cut in. She was friendly and you felt a bit sorry for her after her Mom died.

“I don’t think much of it” Spike said a little too quickly. You looked up, raising your eyebrows but he was looking outside, checking the sky to see if it was starting to get light out. You opened all night, offering beauty needs to the creatures of the night.

“Well, I think it’s cute, she’s got the face for it. Whereas if I went that style I would look like a potato” You say, still looking at his face. For someone that prides themselves on being scary, his heart was pretty much always on his sleeve.

“Your hair’s nice as it is. Keep it that way” He said, but you just rolled your eyes. You’d change the style every time he saw it, saying each time the newest was his favourite on you. There were some new extensions that had just come in that you were planning on styling and trying out.

Eventually, after some more bickering over the merits of acrylic nails over more natural nails, you were finished. The black looked good and you were pleased with your work, little did you know he would get in a fight on the way home and mess your beautiful work up. Spike tipped surprisingly well, which might be why it took him so long between appointments and promised to be back again soon.

“Bye, Spike!” You call as he stepped through the door, “I’m sure Buffy will really like them” you teased, not able to just let him off. You waved at him as he rolled his eyes, sticking his two polished, well-manicured fingers up at you as he left.

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Custom Toonami Block Week 78 Rundown

Code Geass: Lelouch finally confronts Charles in the Human Instrumentality Elevator but before his laser Geass bullshit can kill him, he steals C.C.’s Code and becomes immortal. Now that Charles is at the highest Geass level, C.C. like “Oh yes Imperialist Daddy kill me cause Lelouch is too chicken to” because she wanted an out for her immortality all along. But she’s been saving Lelouch this whole time and didn’t force the Code on him like was done to her so she clearly has a soft spot for him. Also Viletta and Sayoko are having a ninja fight over Ohgi and Nia’s developing nukes or some shit. Ironically now that we finally know who C.C. is, she’s lost her own memories so her character is always incomplete. But Lelouch has busted up the Thought Elevator and Charles is stuck there so showdown postponed I guess.

Inuyasha: Naraku continues his plan to cover Sesshomaru in his goo and take him inside himself… not gonna bother rephrasing that. But he gets jumped by Inuyasha’s barrier breaking powers and absolutely wrecked by both of them once Inuyasha inadvertently saves Sesshomaru. Ironically Inuyasha’s able to stop himself being absorbed while Sesshomaru isn’t, implying he’s stronger at this point but who knows. Anyway Naraku just kinda rockets away on a poison cloud and Sesshomaru’s about to turn full doggo and chase him but the writers remember we’re never allowed to see full demon Sesshomaru again until he regains his arm and Naraku tells him “Hey yo Rin’s about to get murdered, better go take care of that instead of finishing the series now” and Sesshomaru’s out of bluffs pretending he doesn’t care. Everyone realizes if Sesshomaru catches Kohaku killing Rin or about to kill Rin he’ll straight up murder Kohaku which is exactly the level of head-fuckery Naraku wants. They stop Kohaku from killing Rin but he keeps attacking Sesshomaru and Sesshomaru’s like “Oh, you WANT to die, well tough shit buddy, I’m not in an accommodating mood today so you live mother fucker” because even he realizes Naraku wants him to murder Kohaku for some reason. It’s interesting to see him spare a human out of spite but also kind of take pity on Kohaku, his tolerance for humans is slowly but surely growing.

Yu Yu Hakusho: Well we’re on the boat to the Dark Tournament, aka the first episode of Hunter x Hunter, and the totally not Genkai Masked Man uses the move Genkai taught Yusuke to wipe out all the competition, wonder who they could be. Like even Kuwabara’s guessing it’s Genkai at this point, we have no excuse. Anyway the other demons get pissed at the loss and everyone has to murder them all to be let through, including one dude Yusuke kills while still sleeping off his training hangover. We meet two of the first team they’ll be facing and it’s standard “Grr rawr, we’ll crush you” shit from a little boy and an Buttrock Band singer. Also Keiko and Shizuru are on the way to the tournament courtesy of Botan and Yusuke’s mom is left at home for no reason despite being in the arc in the manga, we just couldn’t handle more Milf Urameshi action.

Fate Zero: This is basically a summary episode, we have Kirei/Gilgamesh and Kiritsugu summing up where we’re at right now with the war and who’s involved. Kirei doesn’t have any more ninjas so he’s out but the Grail’s like “Nuh-uh, get back in here loser” and gives him Command Seals back even though he doesn’t have a Servant to use them on. Gilgamesh is all “What if we teamed up? Haha, just kidding… unless?” And weirdly enough Kirei is kinda into the soap opera bullshit going on with Kariya trying to save Sakura and being turned into a mummy for it. He’s like “what kind of fucked up person would like seeing a man being eaten from the inside out to save a child in vain?” Gilgamesh is all “Joke’s on you, we’re into that shit”. Also Iris is dying or something so they move into Shirou’s home and Saber ironically makes the transmutation circle in the shed that Shirou will bleed on later and summon her in UBW, guess it makes more sense why Shirou lives in a bullshit dojo house now that we know it was a originally a mage base fortress to harbor his girlfriend and Stepmom’s forbidden lesbian affair.

Konosuba: We kick of Season 2 with everyone throwing Kazuma under the bus for him to go to jail and then Aqua showing her whole damn ass during her pathetic breakout attempts. Then we shift Ace Attorney/Chrono Trigger mode and get a recap of all the shit Kazuma’s done over the past season. It’s kinda funny people don’t really know how to feel about him because he is a scumbag but he’s a net positive for the community. He eventually uses his lie detector skills to clear himself but because this is a kangaroo court he get found guilty anyway. But SINCE it’s a kangaroo court Darkness is able to use her own even higher levels of royal bullshittery to void the verdict and delay the case until Kazuma can prove he’s a harmless scumbag instead of a traitor. And they lose Darkness and get all their shit taken. Like I get that’s the nature of the show and the main joke but I kinda wish we’d get more story stuff or have them thrown a bone every once in a while, not a huge fan of shows like Marrier with Children or Everybody Hates Chris where you know shit’s just gonna fall apart in the end somehow, it makes it hard to care. Like this isn’t THAT bad about it but I just wish we’d get a few more serious/wholesome moments thrown in because everything else is just a fakeout.

Sailor Moon Crystal: So we’re getting close to the end of the season here and Beryl’s here and Mamoru just kinda… watches as she fights the Sailor Guardians in an alternate dimension because apparently Ami can just do that, like aside from their signature attacks I feel like the limits on what the Sailor Guardians can and can’t do are very vague, seems to be a problem with a lot of shojo action at the time since powers are more focused on emotion and it just ends up being “I can do whatever I feel like”. Anyway they summon the Meteor Sword from Avatar and cut off Beryl’s power necklace and she just kind of… dies for some reason? Like she was a reincarnated human just like everyone else but she just kinda melts after her necklace is chopped off like she’s been alive a thousand years. But yeah, possessed Tuxedo mask has the crystal and the sword and apparently the sword is the key even though we only started hearing about it like three episodes ago. Usagi follows him to Antarctica or whatever and the Sailor Guardians just… fly there, see this is what I mean apparently they could fly the whole time and just never did? They fight the Four Kings and reawaken their memories but Metalia blasts them away in seconds which if she could do that to the people that were kicking the Sailor Guardians’ asses five seconds ago couldn’t she just do it to them too? Anyway the girls’ former boyfriends are dead and that’s sad I guess even though I don’t think we ever really established which one was dating who so idk if it matters unless they’re all one big polycule. Usagi tries her bullshit fixer beam power and it doesn’t work so her next solution is just stab everyone and sort it out later, not a bad plan honestly, she cuts down Mamoru and then herself and is like ah fuck it, the end.

Durarara!!: The Saika arc concludes and we get Anri fucking up Haruna while Shizuo pounds the whole town in the park with his new demon gloves. But basically because Anri is a little ball of dissociation and trauma more than a person she’s a perfect host for a sword that’s yandere for the whole human race, the void contains the explosion and all that shit. However now that there’s been a Saika riot but Mikado and Masaomi are scared and mobilizing the Dollars and Yellow Scarves (also oh yeah Masaomi is the leader of the Yellow Scarves but you should know that already) to fight Saika to protect Anri except Saika IS Anri and Izaya’s just having fun stirring the pot and Anri’s the only one who knows he’s behind it because turns out when you have a hundred peoples’ memories swimming in your head it kinda helps you piece shit together.