#and also be like NONONONONONO to the rest of the kids

[reneelaicecreamxx]

i need everyone to agree with me that this is ghostbat core

[15depressedducks]

Flowers Can Grow in Concrete C12

Every 2-3 days V would help N for a day. All he needed was some oil and a good charge. All V needed to do was keep the child accompanied so J wouldn’t murder the child. They need to keep a close eye on Uzi considering, J keeps staring to find when is the best time to swoop down and slice her head off. She kept throwing dirty looks and growling at the two of them. Lines seem to fade in under her eyes, which looked, bigger?.

N had chatted to her about Uzi’s birthday. It was October 31 and if they wanted to do anything for her, then would be the best time. V already had a gift, It was the choker her mom was wearing. She had told N about it, he thought it would be fine.

It had been a month or two since N brought Uzi home. N had changed her into different clothes that fit her better. It was a dark purple T-shirt with a black ‘:3’ on it. She also was wearing some black sweatpants.

V was hanging from her nest, watching the two play some weird game N probably made. Uzi would stand about 10-15 meters away from N, and N would run at her with his claws and ‘X’ on his visor. Uzi was supposed to move out of the way, but N always made sure he swerved away from her.

Looks like they're having fun! You should join! No. I don’t need to play any games with them. They can do that. Not me! Well N might need help~! Ughhhhh. Fine. 

V untangled her tail And soared above the pod. Heading straight to Uzi.

N was running straight at her, neither paying attention to V.

V grabbed Uzi and took her up into the air. Uzi screamed at the top of her voice box. N was looking around in a hurry.

“EEEEAEAEAEAEAEAEAAAEA”

“UZI! WHERE’D YOU GO?!! WHAT HAPPENED??!”

“Up here moron bot!” V was grining, Uzi stopped screaming and looked around.

“V! YOU CAN’T DO THAT! I WAS REALLY WORRIED!” V chuckled No!No!NoNoNoNoNoNo! Don’t do that!! Heh, make me~

“I’m fine N-AHAAHAAHAHHAAAAAEEE” V lighty tossed Uzi about her by a meter. Then caught her, and repeated the process.

“V!” N launched up and caught Uzi. She clung tightly to the fur on his coat.  Now look at what you did! Poor Uzi is all shaken up! This is’n-Shut up, I can also identify when I messed up! Don’t need you!

Uzi slowly opened her eyes, N was landing. “Wait… That was kinda fun…” Oh? She liked it… TAKE THAT PROGRAMED CODE! I-I'm not-Never mind… You’ll figure it out soon…

V landed beside them. “We can do that some other time. N. I’ll take over. You still haven’t learned how to take care of yourself and a kid.”

“Hehe… Yea…” N shifted around and lightly kicked some snow. “Okay Uzi! Be good for V!” N lowered Uzi to the ground. She was so small compared to him. She doesn't even reach my waist! Smol babe. What-?

The second, Uzi was on the ground, she tackled V. Just like before, she froze up. She didn’t freeze up as bad, but it still happened. Uzi’s arms acted like rope and tied her legs together. V’s optic’s hollowed, hands hovering, tail straight, mind buzzing. Small thing! Why!?

N was trying his best to hide his laugh. “Uzi, please let go?” V managed to croak out. Sweat was dripping down her visor.

“Oki!” Immediately after Uzi wasn’t touching her, she stepped back a bit. She exhaled a sigh. Well, do you know why I locked up? I think we both know~ I-Y-Shut up.

N walked away, leaving Uzi with V. “Squirmy Wormy! You want to play for some time?”

“Oki!” Uzi Jogged to their spot. Now with Uzi being there for well over a month led to some changes. Now a mattress layed there. It had a fitted sheet with the design of rainbow dogs, N picked it himself. It had a drawer/cubby tower beside it. That was filled with art supplies, toys, and snacks. Resting between the two was one of those lap boards. The design was a misty memory at that point. Lines and color blotches filled it with playfulness. 

Uzi was jumping on the make-shift bed, laughing and giggling. V sighed, and sat on said bed, legs arching off of it. “What are we going to play today?” Uzi said, jumping with every word. She was eager to know.

“I-Um,Well, you see”

“Please? I really want to know!”

“How about,” V tapped a claw to her chin “Hide and seek.”

“Yes! I’ll hide in the best spot”

“You pick the worst spots, what are you talking about?” J shouts, peaking out of her nest.

“I’m sure you will” V said with some sarcasm but a cheery smile. She turned to J, her face sour and said with a tone that could kill a god “You are not a part of this.” her voice could freeze any living thing. The venom could kill a honey badger. Uzi is currently scared and crying in the corner after V just yelled.

“What i'm telling the snack the truth” J replies, her full head out. Her hair is a bit worse for wear. 

V just sighs and shakes her head. She turns back to Uzi, showing a soft smile. V tries to comfort Uzi saying “I’m sorry Uzi, I didn’t mean to scare you”. But Uzi isn't listening, Uzi is sobbing uncontrollably, scared for her life.

“Nice job with your toy, traitor.” J shouts mockingly  

V snarled and bared her teeth. She was in her fighting stance with claws at the ready “J. Leave me and this kid alone.” Her tone was cold, the venom in it could kill a fucking honey badger. Uzi started to whimper.

“Alright fine” J replies, curling back into her nest. The intense yellow eyes were gone from view. V immediately turns to Uzi and tries to comfort her. Uzi is sobbing. She sat down to be on her height. Her claws formed into hands, but hesitated to touch her. Uzi reached for the hand and pulled it to her face. Tears rolled down her visor. She was rubbing her head in V’s hand, seeking comfort from it.

V froze. I-Uh-Um-Help! Geez, You don’t know how to comfort a kid? What would you do for Tes-DON’T! Don’t say that name.

V took her free hand and put it on Uzi’s back, And pulled her in for a hug. It was a bit tight but nothing would break. Uzi just sobbed.

“Y-You sounded l-like the m-monstersss!” She was stumbling over her own words.

“What monsters?”

“T-the ones in t-the bunker!”

“Oh…” V kept rubbing her back. Happy home much? Or happy neighbors?

“I’m sorry.” V looked morningful “She was just being mean and that was  the only way I knew how to make her stop”

“I-it’s okay…” Uzi sniffled. Her tail wrapped around them.

—————

They stayed like that for sometime. V saw N out of the corner of her vision go to his nest. Ok, now he’s asleep. Good.

“Are you feeling better?”

A small sniffle came “Yea…”

“Alright, do you want to play hide and seek now?” V pulled her off her chest, hands on shoulders. She had a soft smile displayed.

“Yea..!” Uzi said, whipping the last tear off her face. She had her playful look back on her face.

“Okay, I’ll count.” Her voice was soft like a caretaker’s. She smiled as the kid didn’t even wait for the count down, she just ran to the pod. Time to count I guess.

“1”

“2”

“3”

“...-...”

“18”

“19”

“20!”

“Ready or not! Here I come!” V was grining. She had her claws out for fun, walking towards the pod.

She circled around the pod.

Then again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

A shadow covered hers. She turned around and snarled at the foe.

The threat.

[gyllenhaalstories]

presumed innocent episode 7 word vomit <3

i swear to god if raymond dies ... if he dies ... IF HE DIES

why the fuck are tommy and nico there just the sight of them will give ray another attack GO AWAY but lorraine in the scene with the doctor oh my godddd 😭 protective rusty ily

YAY RAYMOND YAY MY MAN ILY RAYMOND PLEASE GET SOME REST 💖💖💖💖💖

mya YES DO THAT YOU CAN CARRY ON you go queen!!!!!!

rusty DONT THATS NOT NO DONT REPRESENT YOURSELF THATS SO STUPID LEAVE MYA TO DO IT????????? what is he gonna do, get a boner in front of the jury just saying carolyn’s name? he can’t even testify as a witness because he’s messed up like*** 😭 RUSTY HOW CAN YOU BE SO STUPID HOW CAN ONE PERSON BE SO DUMB nononononono im so against that no nope let mya do it she can win YOU CANT RUSTY welp he’s fucked now

i can see it already, he snaps he gets angry he ruins everything he loses he dies in jail thats it thats the finale called it

ON MORE SEX SCENES oh the cinematic sequence cradling her stomach oh he loves her 😔

he doesnt even let mya lead? like? he just? well he lost the trial just then good job rozat

barbara encouraging this is suspicious… like i love you b i love you so much you’re so smart and beautiful but… she’s the only one besides ray who could have talked some sense into it and on the opposite, she encourages it? sounds like someone is being set up for failure

i keep bringing this up!!!!!!!!! carolyn’s no contact thing with her son that no one dared to talk about. WELL SOMEONE IS FINALLY QUESTION CAROLYNS DECISION ABOUT HER SON it had to be rusty wowwww well DUMB MINDS THINK ALIKE 😃

“careful” yeah you tell him Lorraine keep your man in check

“the idea that she didn’t want you in her life, but that she would have affection for me” bold of you to assume she had affection for you rusty

wow it almost went not terrible wow rusty I CALLED IT HE WOULD GET ANGRY AND HE WOULD RUIN EVERYTHING the thing about how michael studied carolyn’s cases WAS SUCH A GOOD POINT HE COULD HAVE ASKED ABOUT THAT BUT NOOOO

well done beyond a reasonable doubt fucked INDEED THATS RUSTY HES FUCKED but okay i would like to see nico go at it i hate him but tommy is a danger to the case almost as much as rusty is so like bring him on isnt he in office? wasnt he elected and all he does is collect dust and get angy at tomtom for under performing?

also wtf 😭 i dismissed the father of michael so long ago but they focus on him too much. dalton and michael? an impulsive death, a careful set up and tie up. hmm. the focus on barbara after rusty lashed out was also interesting. hmm. i hate being stupid.

the scene with eugenia? so emotionally charged why is eugenia so emotionally involved? the kid? CAROLYN WANTED TO KEEP THE CHILD? NO FUCKING WAY

“what a hero” 😭 nico stroked his own ego so hard after that and i cant even blame him, if he lead the trial instead if tommy rusty would be signed sealed delivered to jail

*** not me guessing on accident that rusty was gonna testify i hate myself

LET MYA DO THINGS LET HER TALK JESUS WHY IS SHE NOT TALKING WHY I HATE THIS

tommy’s vision board with cut up ties and bowties??? the creepy music is so 😭 how carolyn didnt hug him back is so 😭 scary man at work confirmed again

ray “the slay” horgan I KNOW THATS RIGHT

also not me spelling his name as hogan??? the whole time??! fake fan straight to jail

and rusty ruined everything ABSOLUTELY EVERYTHING MYA LEFT HE IS ALONE AND HE WILL DIE IN JAIL ALONE

okay raymond coming back felt like jesus coming back from the dead when does jesus resurrect? i have no clue i was busy playing nintendogs in church at the one and only christmas mass i went to as a kid but ... oh my god wow thank you god for raymond HORGAN hoRgan

KUMAGAI RATZER THEY LITERALLY PULLED EVERY FUCKING PERSON ON EARTH AND LIKE RATZER HAD IT COMING after rusty had it coming for trespassing but he trespassed nicely he didn't bang at his door and scared his baby BUT LIKE JESUS FUCK

rusty wanted to spend the rest of his life with carolyn he was so in love. and when he talked with carolyn about how he cant stop thinking of her and wanting to be with her she looked bored. bored like when he was looking at her with love all over his face on the couch. bored bored bored.

i hate to see tommy succeed i hate to see nico succeed i hate to see anyone succeed except barbara and raymond and mya and jaden STOP SUCCEEDING

the fire poker??? WHO PUT IT THERE WHO CAN IT BE THE FATHER WHO!!! poor kitty the cat didnt deserve to be involved with this

AND POOR ME I AM SO FUCKING STRESSED THIS IS SO STRESSFUL I AM SO ANXIOUS RIGHT NOW I CANT STOP SHAKING I HATE THIS SHOW I LOVE THIS SHOW THIS SHOW IS TOO GOOD i deserve compensation i'm gonna look at rusty's shower scenes to calm down

THE FINALE WILL BE BRUTAL PLACE YOUR BETS !!!

[cobaltusami]

Tropical Vacation pt. 2

Hey hi hello! This Is the last part for the day, I felt bad since the first one was so short and uneventful.

This one was funny to write, I liked writing Monokuma and Monomi's 'fight' scene xD

Characters In this part: Lee!Gundham, Lee!Kazuichi, Lee!Nagito, Ler!Nekomaru, Ler!Chiaki, Hajime, Fuyuhiko, Mahiru, Sonia, Hiyoko, Akane, Mikan, Peko

Words: 3,083

PT 1: [Click here], PT 2: [You are here.]

“KAZUICHI, I AM GOING TO DESTROY YOU!” Gundham yelled after his friend, chasing him down the beach in a full on sprint. The chase didn’t last very long though before Nekomaru quickly got In the middle of the two and held the breeder back.

“Easy Tanaka!” He barked. “What the hell Is going on?!”

“Yeah, Why are you so worked up? You guys sparrin’?” Akane asked..

“He’s trying to kill me!” Soda accused, pointing his finger at the angry boy in front of him.

“This fiend used some kind of powerful unseen force to send me flying into the water!” Gundham responded angrily. “You are lucky my Devas were not with me!”

Now that he mentioned It, Nekomaru did notice that Gundham was soaking wet.

“Easy dude! I was just playing around, I saw Sonia had your scarf and your zhu zhu pets!” Kazuichi retorted.

“THEY ARE NOT ZHU ZHU PETS!”

Nekomaru sighed in exasperation, why can’t It ever be something… normal with these two? “Y’know what, fine.” The larger student pushed both of them to the ground and proceeded to pin them both and tickle them. “If you’re gonna fight with each other… Then you’re gonna laugh with each other!”

Kazuichi shrieked as he felt his ribs being attacked, he cursed himself for not changing out of his swim attire back into his jumpsuit before launching Gundham into the water.

“NEHEHEHEKO NOHOHOHOHO!”

Gundham wasn’t much better off, Nekomaru was mercilessly tickling his exposed neck and collarbone. “FUAHAHAHAHAHA! F-FIEHEHEHEHEND STAHAHAHAP IHIHIT AT OHOHONCE!” He tried bringing his shoulders up to protect his neck but as soon as he would, Nekomaru would then attack his belly and hip, making his arms instinctively shoot back down to protect his body.

“Not until you two agree to stop fighting.”

“NOHOHOHO WAHAHAHAY! HEHEHE’S THE ONE WHO TRIHIHIHIED TO KILL ME!” Kazuichi cackled, flailing uselessly.

The Ultimate Team manager narrowed his eyes at the pinkette, he leaned down and blew a raspberry against his belly whilst vibrating his fingers into his ribcage.

Kazuichi exploded with screaming high pitched laughter, throwing his head back in the sand as he frantically shoved at Neko’s head and kicked at the sand.

He pulled back grinning then turned to Gundham, whose belly he was still tickling with his other hand. “Don’t think I forgot about you!” He teased, leaning down and blowing a raspberry against his neck.

Gundham burst into loud laughter, rivaling Kazuichi in volume. He tried to push Nekomaru away but this only seemed to encourage him, his other hand left Kazuichi giving him a chance to breathe and instead began poking at Gundham’s ribs and underarm teasingly.

He delivered another deadly raspberry to his sensitive neck, this time drawing a loud squeal followed by booming belly laughs. “GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!”

“Do you agree to stop fighting with Kazuichi?” Nekomaru asked, after a moment of no response he gifted him yet another raspberry.

“EEEAHAHAHAHAHAHA! FUAHAHAHAHAHA!” Tears were in the Supreme Overlord’s eyes from laughing so hard already.

“I’ll ask again, Are you gonna stop fighting?” He repeated, speeding up his tickles.

This time he was met with frantic nods. Nekomaru stopped tickling Gundham and turned back to Kazuichi. “Now, Will you stop fighting with Gundham?”

“As long as he doesn’t fight with me…” Kazuichi said nervously, sitting up.

“I don’t think that’ll be an issue, If he does, He knows what will happen to him!” Nekomaru laughed in amusement.

Gundham shakily sat up. “D-Do you also… vow… not to… push me Into anymore… water?” He panted.

“I dunno man, That’s kind of a hard one. The look on your face was hilarious!” Kazuichi grinned.

Nekomaru glanced at Gundham, upon seeing the somewhat downcast expression on his face he grabbed Kazuichi and held him down.

“ACK! Hey hey hey! What are you doing?!” He panicked.

“Promise you won’t throw him In anymore water.” He ordered.

“Okayokay! Jeez! I promise I won’t throw him In the water again!”

“And apologize to him.”

“What?!”

“You hurt his feelings, apologize for pushing him in the water.”

“No way! He didn’t apologize to me for chasing me!” Kazuichi fired back.

Nekomaru sighed. These damn kids never learn do they? “Gundham, C’mere.”

Gundham shuffled closer, looking questioningly at the larger student. “Yes?”

“There’s something I want you to do.” Nekomaru replied.

“What Is It, Fiend?”

“Hey, I don’t like where this is going…” Kazuichi squinted at Nekomaru, suspicious.

“Tickle him without mercy until he says he’s sorry.” The muscular student grinned at the horrified shriek that came from Kazuichi.

The Mechanic began frantically squirming, though he wasn’t able to move very much thanks to Nekomaru being freakishly strong. “Nononononono!” He didn’t much care for the dark look in Gundham’s eyes, nor the evil smile that followed.

Meanwhile further down the beach, the rest of the students were just chilling and enjoying the day. Or trying their best to.

“Are you sure we should not go check on Kazuichi and Gundham?” Sonia asked.

“Nah, I’m sure they’re fine.” Chiaki replied, building a sandcastle version of Princess Peach’s castle.

“Or one of them has finally killed the other and we’re going to have our first trial.” Hiyoko smirked. “I’m betting on Kazuichi being the dead person.”

Sonia looked horrified.

“Hiyoko!” Chiaki and Hajime chastised.

Mahiru approached the mischievous girl. “Okay, That’s a timeout.”

“What? But I--”

“Go sit on the steps!” she pointed to the steps leading to the beach, Hiyoko pouted and complied silently, crossing her arms as she sat down.

“Listen, I’m sure those two dumbasses are fine, Hiyoko’s just a bitch.” Hiko tried to reassure the blonde, Hajime tried not to laugh at that, but a chuckle slipped out. Mahiru wasn’t as amused.

“Hiko!”

“Where’s the lie?” Hajime whispered under his breath.

“Both of you get a timeout too.” Chiaki said as she stood up, she pointed to a second set of stairs. “Go sit until you can be nice.”

“Why? It’s--”

“I’m not going in fucking timeou--”

Chiaki squeezed Hajime’s side and poked at Fuyuhiko’s ribs, making them both immediately shut up. “Steps.”

They both complied, muttering under their breath as they sat down on the steps next to each other.

“You guys worried about Kazuichi and Gundham?” Akane asked, coming from the direction of said two students. “‘Cause they’re fine, Coach Nekomaru Is helpin’ them.”

Sonia let out a sigh of relief, her hand resting over her heart. “That Is good to hear, Gundham was quite mad when--”

She was cut off by a blood curdling scream that sounded vaguely like Kazuichi coming from the other side of the beach, followed by laughter. Sonia giggled. “I think I will go check on them anyway.” She said as she stood and walked off.

“Nekomaru Is wrecking them, Isn’t he?” Nagito asked amusedly.

“Oh totally.” Akane grinned. “I kinda forgot how vicious of a tickler he is, kind of makes me wanna challenge him to a tickle fight.”

“I think you’d lose.” Mahiru smiled in exasperation.

“For some reason, I get the impression that’s what she wants.” Hajime chuckled.

“Goodness! Whatever was that horrible scream?” Usami asked, appearing out of seemingly nowhere.

“Oh hey Usami.” Chiaki greeted the pink and white rabbit with a small smile. “It was the sound of Kazuichi getting tickled.”

Usami let out a small sigh of relief, then giggled. “Oh, That’s a relief. I am glad It was the sound of friendship, I thought for a moment that Monokuma had reappeared.”

“You rang?” Monokuma asked, suddenly next to her.

“Uwaaah! Where did you come from!?” Usami cried out in surprise.

“We could ask you the same thing…” Hajime said quietly.

“Wha? Has no one ever explained the bears and the bees to you?” Monokuma asked, tilting his head. “Alright I guess. Well, when two bears love each other very much--”

“Nooo! That is too mature for this audience!” Usami protested, putting her little hands on Monokuma to stop him.

“She does realize we’re not kids… Right?” Nagito whispered to Chiaki.

“For some reason, I don’t think she’s talking about us…” She whispered back.

Monokuma growled, his red eye flashing briefly before he shifted and threw all of his weight into his shoulder, promptly sending Usami flying from the force. “Keep your dirty pure hands to yourself, Monomi!”

“Uwaahh! It really hurts when you shoulder tackle me!” she cried, hitting the ground next to Chiaki.

“Anyways! I have an announcement for you Goody goody losers!” Monokuma said loudly as Nekomaru, Gundham, Kazuichi and Sonia all rejoined the group.

“Oh great, I get back just In time to listen to the homicidal tanuki.” Kazuichi frowned.

“For the last time, I am not a tanuki!” Monokuma snapped, raising his hand to threateningly show off his claws.

“He Is right, Children! Monokuma Is a bear, and--” Usami was cut off by Monokuma stomping over to kick her In the head.

“I don’t need your help!”

“Oogh! It hurts when you punt me too!” she sobbed, curling up in the sand. Chiaki got down on the ground next to her to comfort her.

Monokuma cleared his throat. “Now that Monomi Is done interrupting me, I have an announcement. As you know, I am the headmaster of Hope’s peak. That school, just like this island, Is currently full of students!”

“What?! There’s more than just us trapped by you?!” Kazuichi asked, shocked.

“Why are you telling us this?” Peko asked, crossing her arms.

“I’m glad you asked!” Monokuma bellowed. “Because, I think my students are starting to get depressed… So I think they might benefit from a change In scenery!”

“You don’t mean…” Hajime trailed off, nervous as to where this was going.

“Are you going to let those students out of the school??” Usami asked, surprised.

“Yup! Only for a while though, I wouldn’t want you all conspiring against me once you get acquainted with each other! I just hope those cold blooded killers can behave themselves for a few minutes...” Monokuma replied. “Puhuhu, Oops, did I say that out loud?”

“Acquainted with each other…?” Mahiru repeated. “You mean you’re…”

“You’re going to let them loose, Here!?” Kazuichi finished for her.

“You guessed It! Sharkboy Is today’s winner! Tell him what he’s won, Monomi!”

“W-What? What are you talking about n--”

Monokuma jumped into the air and elbow dropped the rabbit. “Nevermind! My joke Is ruined now, you’re so useless!”

“Uwah! It hurts when you elbow drop me!”

Hajime sighed at the scene before him. Is anything ever normal with these two?

After that, Monokuma left saying he had other business to attend to, After Usami had calmed down from getting a third strike from Monokuma she stood up and dusted herself off.

“What was he talking about? There aren’t really other students… Are there?” Mahiru asked apprehensively.

“No way, He’s clearly lying to us!” Kazuichi answered.

“There’s one way to find out…” Chiaki mumbled, looking at Usami. “Usami?”

“Y-Yes?”

“Was he telling the truth? Are there really more like us?” The pink haired girl asked softly.

Usami nervously looked away, stammering as she spoke. “W-Well, I don’t�� i’m not…”

Chiaki frowned. “So It’s true. Is what he said about them true too?”

“N-No! I don’t… Think so…” Usami sighed softly, sitting on a beach towel. “Yes there Is more like you. I didn’t want to leave them, Please believe me! But I didn’t have time to grab any more of you before Monokuma showed up again.”

“Why didn’t you tell us before?!” Hajime snapped.

“Uwah!” Usami jumped In surprise, her ears drooping sadly. “I-I couldn’t! I felt too guilty and horrible for having to leave them behind! I can only imagine the horrors they’ve had to endure because of Monokuma.”

Chiaki gently petted the rabbit’s head. “It’s okay, It’s not your fault. It’s Monokuma’s fault.”

Usami sniffled, her ears perking back up. “Th-Thank you.” she cried. “But, I am at fault too. I should have fought him at that point, But I was scared and worried about what would happen to you all if I were to lose… I guess In the end It didn’t matter anyway.”

“So just to confirm, there’s a whole other group of students about to be released onto the island and we have no idea if they’re participating in the killing game or not...?” Mahiru asked quietly, fear prominent in her eyes.

Hiyoko got up and went over to her girlfriend, wrapping her arms around her to comfort her. “It’s okay, Mahiru! I won’t let them hurt you!”

Mahiru blushed. “I-I wasn’t scared!”

“I am afraid so.” Usami confirmed grimly, though the next moment… “However! This could be a very good thing too, Perhaps they are like you and refuse to play his game!” She suggested brightly.

Hajime felt a pit In his stomach, It took him a while to warm up to and trust the students trapped with him... he was definitely nervous and untrusting of this.

“Usami Is right!” Nagito spoke up. “We have to stay *Hopeful!”

Oh here we go…

“They are Hope’s peak academy students, after all! I’m sure they’re as reserved and strong willed as all of you Ultimate’s!” Nagito smiled, getting that look In his eyes again.

“Nagito…” Hajime said warningly, not wanting to listen to his speech again. “Remember what happened last time you droned on about Hope and Ultimates?”

“Oh, Right! Sorry, I guess even trash can be forgetful too, I’ll try to stop.” He smiled sympathetically at the Tsundere student.

“Stop calling yourself trash.” Chiaki frowned.

“But…” He stopped himself as Hajime and Chiaki both folded their arms and glared at him warningly. “O-Okay… Even though I am…--”

“Say It, and you’ll be sorry.” Chiaki puffed her cheeks in annoyance.

Nagito blinked, weighing his options. “Why are you so upset about me calling myself trash? I am trash. Do you get mad at everyone for speaking the truth?”

Unfortunately as he usually does, He chose incorrectly. Chiaki threw herself at the taller student, knocking him over into the sand. She then began squeezing his sides in rapid succession, avoiding his attempts to dislodge her hands quite easily.

“W-Wahahahahait! Chihihiaki!” Nagito squealed, trying to protect his sensitive sides from her merciless wrath.

“I warned you.” She deadpanned.

“Usami, Do you think we should be worried about these students?” Nekomaru asked over Nagito’s laughter.

“I don’t think so, I think we should welcome them with open arms! Who knows what horrors they’ve seen? We should treat them with kindness and love!” She answered.

“Then that’s good enough for me!” Neko grinned.

“Yes, I think It will be nice to make some new friends!” Sonia beamed, her eyes glittering happily.

“And who knows? Maybe there’ll be some cute girls In the class…” Teruteru said slyly.

“If you make any unsavory advancements towards the new mortals, I will put a curse so vile on you that even your future spawn will be cursed!” Gundham threatened, making Teruteru immediately shut up and shrink back with fear.

“I guess It doesn’t hurt to have some new friends…” Kazuichi reluctantly agreed with Sonia, no one was surprised.

“Ibuki thinks It’s a great idea! Maybe Ibuki will meet a musician to rock out with!” Ibuki’s eyes became starry at the prospect.

“Hey guys…?” Hajime spoke up hesitantly.

“Maybe there’ll be a gamer I can play with…” Chiaki smiled, still mercilessly tickling Nagito. “Or y’know… A therapist for Nagito…”

“Whyhyhy would a-ahahaha therapist wahahahaste their tihihime on sohohomeone lihihike mehehe?” Nagito laughed.

Chiaki narrowed her eyes at the Lucky student, attacking his belly with clawed hands. “You’re just asking for It, Aren’t you? Do you enjoy being tickled, Nagi?”

“NOHOHOHO!” he squealed, trying to curl In on himself.

“M-Maybe I-It won’t be s-so bad.” Mikan said hopefully. “I’m sure they a-are nice!”

Mahiru glared at Hiyoko, sensing she was about to say something unpleasant, The blonde girl immediately shut her mouth and snuggled more into Mahiru.

“Perhaps there will be someone who is knowledgeable with swords…” Wow, even Peko seemed enthusiastic about this-- well, as enthusiastic as Peko can be.

“Ooh! Maybe there’s someone strong I can fight with!” Akane’s face lit up excitedly.

“Guys? Aren’t you the least bit worried? What If they’re just like Monokuma said…?” Hajime asked.

“What’s to be worried about? If they step outta line, We can just beat ‘em up.” Akane grinned.

“We are NOT going to beat them up!” Nekomaru argued. “There are other ways of dealing with violent students than fighting!”

Akane put her hands on her hips and looked questioningly at Neko. “Oh yeah? Like what?”

Nekomaru glanced at Kazuichi and Gundham, who both seemed to blush at his gaze. “Things…” was his vague answer.

“I’m with Hajime on this one.” Fuyuhiko spoke up, standing up. “The thought of people we can’t trust coming on to the island makes me… kind of nervous.” he admitted.

Mahiru nodded in agreement. “Yeah, I agree too.”

“I’m kind of indifferent.” Hiyoko shrugged. “Maybe they won’t be as lame as you guys… but on the other hand, I don’t want Mahiru to be afraid.”

“I-I told you I’m not afraid!” The tsundere girl stuttered.

“It’ll be okay, guys.” Chiaki said softly, her tone contradicting her ruthless tickling. “As long as we stick together, We’ll be fine.”

“YEHEHEHEAH! WHAHAT SHE SAHAHAHAID!” Nagito cackled as she squeezed his hips. “YOUHUHU GUYS ARE ULTIMAHAHATES, THERE’S NOHOHOHOTHING YOU CAHAHAN’T HANDLE!”

“You’re an Ultimate too.” Chiaki reminded, pausing her ticklish attack. “And you’re valuable. Not trash.”

Nagito giggled tiredly as he caught his breath. “But compared to you guys… I’m not all that special…”

“Neko, He still hasn’t learned.” Chiaki called over her shoulder. Nekomaru sat down next to them and cracked his knuckles.

“I got this!” He chuckled, The next moment the air was filled with Nagito’s shrieking laughter as Chiaki and Neko proceeded to destroy the man with low self esteem.

Hajime was silent as he thought about the possibilities, It just wasn’t sitting right with him. But If Chiaki could look on the bright side… Maybe he was overreacting…?

He felt a hand rest on his back, looking to his left he saw Fuyu offer a brief reassuring smile, showing that he was just as nervous as Hajime but more worried about comforting him. Hajime faintly smiled back and put his arm around Fuyu’s shoulders, pulling the Yakuza into his side.

Mahiru gently punched Hajime’s shoulder affectionately. “It’ll be okay… We just gotta stick together like Chiaki said…”

Hajime sincerely hoped she was right about this…

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Mini Fanfic #827: Golfing (RWBY)

12:12 p.m. at Mistral's Country Club's Golf Course.......

Ruby: (Sitting on the Back of the Golf Cart While Looking Up at the Blue Skies in a Very Exhausted like Fashion) ('UGGGGGGHHHH') Why is it have to so freaking hot today? I feel I can die at any moment here!!

Oscar: (Starts Looking For his Ball He Just Hit While Holding his Golf Club Around) We'll get back to the cart as soon as I find where the ball is.... Couldn't be too far from here.

Ruby: (Turns to Oscar) How are you not as hot and exhausted as I am right now? (Starts Pouting at the Farm Boi While Pointing at Him) Did Ozpin taught you some kind of heat protection spell that I don't even know about?

Oscar: (Starts Rolling his Eyes a Bit Playfully) Trust me, Ruby. If I'd knew a spell like that would existence right now, I would've told you all about it a long time ago. But to answer to your first, real question, the heat doesn't really bother me as much as it used to. I guess being raised in a farm really does has it's quirks after all.

Ruby: I envy you and your farming life style sometimes....

Oscar: (Chuckles Lightly) I envy your lifestyle more. Enrolling to Becon to become a full fledged Huntsman like with you......It would've been nice.

Ruby: (Smiles Brightly) It would've been amazing!!~ We would've been best friends a lot earlier, do crazy missions together, I would've even taught you everything I know about the boring school life.

Oscar: (Smirks Playfully at Ruby) About how to be Chaotic Troublemaker like you were?

Ruby: (Glares at Oscar Again) Hey, I wasn't that terrible of a student!!!

Oscar: Then how come you started a Food War in the Cafeteria?

Ruby: I didn't start the whole thing! Nora did!.....Or was it Yang? I don't remember. The point is, I was a simple bystander defending my rights to eat peacefully.

Oscar: Uh-huh....

Ruby: You can "Uh-huh" me all you want, mister, but I know I'm speaking the truth! (Starts Sighing While Wiping the Sweat Off From Forehead) Anyways, can we pleeease do something else besides golf right now?

Oscar: (Turns to Ruby) You sure you wanna stop now? We only have like eight more holes to complete left.

Ruby: Yeah. I'm sure. (Slouches her Head Onto the Top of Both of her Palms) The heat is already killing me as we speak, Oscar.

Oscar: ('Sigh') Alright fine. We can always go back inside and hangout with Ms. Goodwitch the rest of the day.

Ruby: Nah. It would get boring in there real quick. And besides, I bet she's already having a lovely chat with her lady friends as we speak.

Oscar: (Place his Hand on his Chin) That is a possibility.....(Turns to Ruby) You have any ideas?

Ruby: Hmmmmm.....(Takes a Look at the Golf Kart She's Sitting on Right Now Before Smirking Mischievously) Wellllll~

A Couple of Minutes Later......

Ruby: (Excitedly Riding The Golf Kart Around the Course in Fast Speed With Oscar Sitting Next to Her) ('WOOOOOOOO!!')

Oscar: (Nervously Holding the Side Handle a BitTightly) Damnit, Ruby! Could you at least try and slowing down a little?

Ruby: No can do, Oscar!~ This is a perfect way to cool ourselves off! And don't you think it's a lot more fun to do this than playing golf under the sun all day?

Oscar: I'm more worry about the damages we'll cause than any of those things...Speaking of which...(Turns to Ruby) Do you even have driver's license?

Ruby: (Giggles Awkwardly) About that... I've..... never got the chance take the permit test....

Oscar: (Immediately Gives Ruby a Deadpinned Look on his Face) Seriously?

Ruby: Hey! Don't get moody at me, mister! I was too focused on being a Huntress at the time! And last I checked, YOU were the one who flew a Atlas Airship at Argus without flyer's permit!

Oscar: That because we were all in a do or die situation at the time. There wasn't anything else I could other than that.

Ruby: ('Sigh') Yeah. You do have point ther- (Suddenly Starts Gasping Loudly Before Putting the Golf to a Immediate Halt)

Oscar: (Confused by the Sudden Stop) What happened? Why did you stop?

Ruby: Oscar. Look...... (Points at a Small Hill in Front of Them) A-

Oscar: (Went Back to Having a Deadpinned Look) Don't tell me. You wanna try drive up to that hill with a maximum speed velocity....

Ruby: Yep.

Oscar: Knowing full well that there might be a 50/50 chance of not only getting ourselves hurt, but also getting the kart itself totaled.....

Ruby: Pretty much.

Oscar: Yet you still wanna give it a shot anyways because you're name is Ruby Rose.

Ruby: (Immediately Gives Oscar the Puppy Dog Eyes) Please?~ I promise to get the both of us out if there as soon as we start flying~

Oscar: (Stares at Ruby For a Brief Second or Two Take a Deep Breath) Bring it on.

Ruby: (Gasps Happily Before Turning Back at Front of the Grassy Road With a Determined Look on her Face) Yes sir!~

As the engine begins to roar loudly, Ruby starts driving the golf kart towards the hill quickly..... Except....the kart itself is suddenly not moving anywhere.

Ruby: What the- The engine's still on! Why are we not moving!?

Oscar: (Turns Around Only to Have his Eyes Widened a Second Later) Uhhhh, Ruby.....(Points at What is in Front of Him) I think we found our culprit.....

Ruby: (Turns Around) What is it, Osca- ('GASPS')

Much to the kids surprise, the culprit was none other than Glynda Goodwitch herself, using her wand to stop kart from moving any forward at ease.

Glynda: (Gives the Duo a Stern, Motherly Glare) Children.

Oscar: (Starting Chuckling a Bit Awkwardly While Slowly Waving at the Woman) H-Hey, Ms. Goodwitch.....

Few Minutes Later Inside the Country Club.......

Glynda: I cannot believe you two! Recklessly driving around the golf course with that kind of speed, without any supervision. What on Earth were you thinking?

Ruby: ('Sighs in Utter Defeat') We're sorry......We got so bored and hot outside that we-I mean...I thought about taking the kart for a ride.

Glynda: ('Sigh') Ruby, if that's really the case, then why didn't the both of you just come back in here and spend more time with me?

Oscar: You see, we thought about that. But.... We'd figured that you would be too busy spending time your friends some more. So we decided not to bother you at the time.

Glynda: ('Sighs Once More') I suppose I can understand where you're coming from of this....Our conversations have gotten quite longer as of late.... Regardless, I would rather have the both of you with me than seeing you two get yourselves hurt on a golf kart. I mean, seriously, do you have any idea how much that cost alone?

Ruby: Uhhhhh.....Three or....four hundred dollars?

Glynda: Thousands.

Ruby/Oscar: (Eyes Widened in Complete Shock) THOUSANDS!!!?

Ruby: For one stinking Golf Kart!?

Glynda: I'm afraid so. These karts are exclusively made in this Country Club for as long as I can remember. So it makes sense on why it would cost a high amount. You'd be surprise on much this membership actually cost by itself.

Oscar: You......want us to guess what the price of it too or.....

Glynda: No. That won't be necessary, Oscar. All I ask for the two of you right now is to stay here and not get into any more trouble. (Gives the Duo Another Motherly Glare) Unless you want me to inform Mr. Xiao Long and Ms. Valkyrie about the reckless actions you've made today.

Ruby: Nononononono! I-It's fine, Professor Goodwitch! You don't have tell them!

Oscar: Yeah! We'll stay out of trouble this time. Promise.

Glynda: (Stare at Oscar and Ruby For a Brief Second Before Sighing Once More) Very well. I suppose I'll take your word for it. In meantime.....(Gets Up From her Seat) Get us some refreshments. Anything you need specifically?

Ruby: Do they got anymore Chocolate Chip Cookies in this place?

Oscar: I'll just get water.

Glynda: (Simply Nodded) Done and done. I'll be right back. (Walks Away)

Ruby/Oscar: 'Kay!

Ruby: ('Sigh') Well....That was a day.

Oscar: Tell me about it.... I'm just glad we didn't any actual trouble from any from another else besides Ms. Goodwitch. Was she always this stress to you guys?

Ruby: Yeah. But we mostly asked for it. She was Ozpin right handed woman for a reason after all.

Oscar: (Chuckles Lightly) I can tell.....(Turns to Ruby) Sorry the day gotten boring for you?

Ruby: (Smiles Softly) Are you kidding? You don't need to be sorry for that. If anything, I should apologizing for dragging you into this mess in the first place.

Oscar: Don't be. I don't mind get dragging along with your antics every once and a while (Starts Blushing a Little) If anything....It made enjoy spending time with you a lot than before, you know?

Ruby: (Eyes Widened in Genuine Surprise) You really mean that?

Oscar: Of course I do. You mean a lot to me, Ruby and....I lov-(Eyes Immediately Starts Widened as His Blush Turns Bright Red) LIKE! Y-Y-Yeah! Yeah! That's what meant to say! Like! I like you, Ruby. Just....like.

Ruby: (Stares at Oscar For a Brief Second Before Giggling Softly) Oho Oscar~ (Pulls Oscar into a Loving Hug) I love you too, dumb-dumb~ Always.

Oscar: (Sighs Heavily Before Smiling Softly) Thanks.

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Spider-Verse

Paring: (MCU) Peter Parker x reader

Summary: You and your boyfriend are Spiders, which you love! But now you have you work together with other spiders but without your boyfriend. 

Word count: 3.7K

Warnings: Swearing.

A/N: I dunno if anyone else has done this but I’m gonna try it! Wish me luck fellas!

“Whoop Whoop! Go miles!” You smiled as you cheered at the newest Spider-man! 

Wait wait wait, Are you guys confused? Alright my bad, Let’s start at the beginning, shall we? 

Your name is (Y/n) (L/n), when you were 14 you and your best friend son turned boyfriend, Peter Parker were bitten by some very special spiders. Which led you two to become Spider-Man and Spider-Woman but what you didn’t know was

....You weren’t the only ones.

One minute you and Peter were fighting the elements with Beck and the next you were teleported in New York. but it wasn’t your New York. 

A lot happened so only we'll show some things alright? Alright. Let's get started boi's.

 ~Getting teleported~

"Spidey! Be careful!" You yelled as your Iron Spider legs lifted you off the ground. Peter was wearing a stealth suit since he was in Washington but you weren't so you wore your iconic iron spider suit (You picked the colors out yourself, not to brag or anything) 

"Sorry!" Peter yelled as he ran up the building trying to avoid the lava. You landed on the farthest wall and aiming your web-shooters before you felt your hand being pulled. You looked over to see a portal? 

"Whoa! What the!?" You yelled as your iron legs tried to get you away but it didn't work, you were being sucked in!, "Nononononono!" You mumble as you try getting out, alerting Peter and Beck.

"Rosebud?" Peter looked over at you, giving you his dumb nickname before realizing you were in trouble, "(Y/n)!" He swung over to you and grabbed your reminding hand, "(Y/n), Don't worry. You'll be fine." You looked over at Peter and your masks eyes showed fear, you all could tell. Beck and the monster were surprisingly silent as this happens. 

"P-Pete..." You whispered in fear, not knowing what to do. Peter makes the eyes of his mask shoot up, showing you his amazing beautiful brown eyes, "I-I don't...." Peter frown as pulls on your arm. That's when you get fully sucked in, you heard one last thing before you went.

"(Y/N)!!"

You felt like you were glitching as you moved around this weird landscape, You landed on the ground on your feet. You looked around the city to see New York? But it was your New York...So, where were you?

You looked over to see a flash of white, pink, and blue. You looked over to see a spider-person? It looks like a female Spider-man like you?

"Hey, Wait!" You yell before running over the person but they were as fast as you, which was hard to believe, "Wait up!" The person didn't stop making you growl. You aim your web-shooters before shooting the person's feet, making them fall. You run over to the person seeing and gasping as you see their mask, it was another Spider-person!

"What the..?" You mutter before you felt your Spidey-sense go off, you made you stumble a little. It wasn't a threat though it felt like... a friend, just like it did when you and Pete were first bitten. The other person seems to feel the same way as you two stare at each other.

"You're like me...." You both say at the same time, surprising you and it looked like her too.

"I'm so sorry." You apologized as you run over to get the web off of her feet. You hit your head as you reached for the 'hand sanitizer' Peter made for the webs.

"It's chill." Was all she said as she watched in shock of the sanitizer actually working. She also seemed to be admiring your Iron suit. Her's was spandex just like you're and Peter's were. 

"I didn't mean to hurt you it's just..." You let out a small sigh before sitting down, "I don't know where I am. This isn't my home I don't know what to do." You started to rant as you put a hand on the op of your metal mask.

"Hey, Hey." You stopped once you felt her hand on your shoulder, You looked up and gasped as you saw...Gwen Stacy? She was a Spider-Person?, "I don't belong here too." She spoke softly to you, well....that made more sense actually.

"This isn't your New York?" You ask as you retracted your model mask, showing your face to her. She looked at you in shock before shaking her head.

"No, it isn't." She looked down for a moment before looking up at you, "Is your name (Y/n)? (Y/n) (L/n) By any chance?" You look at her face and she looked really nervous asking you that.

"Yea. yea it is. Gwen Stacy?" You ask her with a frown, soon to become smile you could tell. She gave a small nod, "I didn't know you were a Spider-Woman too? I thought me and my boyfriend were the only ones."

"Boyfriend?" She looked over at you with questioning eyes, "You have a boyfriend?" You gave a nod, "What's his name?"

"Spider-man."

"I knew th-"

"I'm kidding." You gave a small laugh as yu nudge her gently, "His name is Peter, We were both bit by a spider. I'm assuming that's what happened to you?" Gwen's eyes widen as she looks down in thought.

"Peter? Peter Parker?" You looked over at her with a nod, "Okay, Something's wrong here. Last time I checked (Y/n) wasn't Spider-woman and Peter Parker died." She stood up and started to pace.

"D-Died!?" You asked standing up quickly, "Peter isn't dead! And last time I checked Gwen wasn't Spider-Woman either." You walked over to her, "So something is certainly wrong."  

"Earth-quacks are happening around town." You heard a build board say, making you and Gwen walk closer to it, looking at it. That's when you noticed something weird.

"Hey." You pointed to the news station, "That was last weeks' date." You and Gwen look at each other confused, "That means we're in the future." 

"And a different dimension." Gwen finished making you look at her like she was crazy, she raised her hands in defense, "That's the only thing that makes sense right now, (Y/n)."  You look down in thought before your spider-sense starts going off again, you both look toward a school.

"Let's go figure this out." You spoke before you put your mask back on and swung away, Gwen quickly following. 

~Meeting Miles and Peter B.~

"Do you hear that?" You ask Gwen as you two quickly put your masks on. It was quite a bit away but it sounded like screaming?

"That must be where we're heading." She spoke up before looking at you with a nod. you nod at her before incasing the screen of your mask, thanks to Karen (I miss her) 

"I-It's Spider-Man? And other Spider-...man?" You explained before pointing to where they are, "They're over there. We betting get moving quickly. They're being chased by a weird doctor." Gwen nodded before you two swing over to help them.

You were distracting the other back-up while Gwen dealt with the crazy doctor. When you were done you decided to head back over by Gwen where you saw you put the two in a web-like they were flies.

"Heh, That's cute." You spoke up, landing next to her right as she took off her mask, showing the world her new hair-syle. You gave her a look with the eyes of your mask as she gently pushed you away, making you laugh,

"Hey, Guys." She spoke to the two males in front of you, You look over to them and tilted your head a little at them. You had questions for both of them, especially the one in a make-shift costume of Spider-Man. Well, you couldn't quite judge, you and Peter weren't that far off when you began.

"Gwanda?" Miles asked as he looked over at Gwen, you looked over at his eyes before yours widen in recognition. That was Miles! 

"It's Gwen actually." She answered giving him a look while still looking badass and beautiful! If you haven't noticed you and Gwen became fats friends.

"Oh, so you know her. Cool. " Spider-Man spoke up, making the three of you look over at him. You were giving him a look because didn't Peter Parker die in this dimension? 

 "We're from another dimension." You gave her a look through the mask, making her add, "Another another dimension. There happy?" She whispered that last party to you.

"Very." You chirped happily, The two finally look over at you. You gave a small smile as you retracted the medal off your face, showing them your beauty and grace. 

"Who are you?" Miles asks pointing to you. Making Spider-Man look at him.

"You don't know her?" he asked, making Miles shake his head no.

"Don't worry." You smirk as you wrap your arm around Gwen's shoulders, "We'll explain." 

~Meeting the rest of the Spiders~

"Oh my lord, Peter?" You semi looking over at Peter B, "Is yours like this?"

"yes but um, no geep and way smaller." Peter started to explain but you shook your head cutting him off. It was still weird because he was Peter but he wasn't your Peter. And he was way older and apparently married to M.J. when did that happen?

"Peter.." Miles whisper making Peter and you both look at him. He smirked as he tugged on the red cape, "I think this is a cape."

Peter chuckled at him as he dropped the cape, Gwen nudged you as you both smiled at the two. Miles soon was looking at an OG Spider-Suit.

"Peter knew how dangerous this job was." Aunt May started, making you look over at her. You also weren't used to her being old...no offense, "but he figured the only guy who could stop him was Spider-Man."  You all walk over to a bourd where it showed how he figure out where to go.

"Kingpin knows were coming. Were going to be outnumbered." Miles explained as he looked over at you all. You looked at him sadly before nodding in agreement.

"And how many guys does this guy has?" You ask Miles who was there when this universes Peter died. Miles didn't answer instead he started looking down, which was the only answer you needed.

"Don't be so sure." Aunt May smirked at you guys, "You might need these." She pulled out some name tags and pens. All of your senses started going off as you look at the ceiling, "You think you're the only ones who thought of coming here?" May smirked

 "Hey fellas." A black and white Spider-Man tipped his hat off at you guys, his cape moving in the wind. 

"Is he in black and white?" Miles whispered to you, causing you to shrug. 

"Where is that wind coming from we're in a basement?" Peter asks looking completely and utterly annoyed. 

"Where ever I go the wind follows," Spider-noir explains while moving his hand around dramatically, "And the mind smells like rain."

"Hi guys." An anime looking looks smiles as she and her robots land on the ground while doing cool poses. You stare at her in awe, mostly because of her robot.

"This could literally not get any weirder."

"You just had to say that," You deadpanned at Peter as you see the pig coming closer, "Never say that. It's bad luck. Steve taught me that one."

"It can get weirder." Porker smirks as he holds out his wet hands, "I just washed y hands that's why their wet....not any other reason."  You all stare at him for a moment before you smirk.

"I'm shaking his hand." And before anyone could tell you otherwise you shook the pig's hand, making him a little too happy for a simple handshake. All of your senses started going off again as you all stared at each other.

"You're like me." The three-spoke in unison. That's when they all started going off their life story.

"Okay enough!" Peter yelled making the three-stop explaining, it was started to get a little too weird for you. You know the girl who lives at the Avengers tower. Peter walked toward Noir as he asks, "So how did you get here?"

"Well, It's kind of a long story." Noir started, making you let out a sigh before walking forward next to Peter with a look that says 'I just wanna sleep'.

"Let me guess, teleported away from home." You counted on your iron spiders, "landed on a building, Figured out you were in the wrong dimension?" You gave the three a look, making them all look sheepish.

"Maybe not that long." Noir shrugged at you. 

"Now we're just trying to find a way home," Penny spoke up, making the saddest puppy dog eyes you've ever seen. Scratch that, Peter gives you puppy dog eyes all the time, and those are adorable! You looked up at the robot to see that it gave you a sad face too. 

"The only way home is through that calider gizmo." Noir started making you all look over at him, "The only trouble is." 

"One of us has to stay behind to destroy it." Porker finished as he gently punched one of the cases holding the Spider-suits. You frown as you look at him, knowing what he said was true. You knew what had to be done.

"I'll do it." You all said in unison, minus Miles. You look at the Spider's in shock, you weren't expecting them to think the same thing. Fuck! You forgot their Super-heroes like you! 

"Nonono, You guys don't get it." Miles started, making you look at him as he looks at you guys determined.

"Don't get what?" Penny asks with her arms crossed. That was when you all decided to glitch like crazy.

Not to be negative for anything but this hurt like a bitch! You let out a yelp in pain before you formed back on the floor, looking at the floor with your hair in your face. You looked up at Miles and nodded weakly at him, You knew he could handle this.

~The pep talk~

You shook your head as you climb in Miles window with the others, You made eye contact with Miles before he wiped his face avoiding eye contact. 

"Hey, bud." He whispered so quietly if you didn't have super-hearing you wouldn't have heard him.

"You okay?" Peter asks him, already knowing the answer. You all did you all went through this one way or another. When Miles didn't answer Peter put his hand on his shoulder saying, "We've all been there." He finally made eye contact with Peter, "For me, For me, it was my uncle Ben." Oh, you remembered him.

"For me, it was, my uncle Benjamin." Noir also put his hand on Miles other shoulder. Looking as close to sad as Noir can get.

"For me, it was my father." Penny's eyes got glossy as she looked at the floor, trying not to cry you understood. 

 "For me, it was my best friend," Gwen spoke softly looking at Miles with her understanding blue eyes. You frowned as you knew it was hard for everyone to talk about the people they've lost.

"For me..." You started softly, not looking at Miles just yet. You were fiddling with your fingers, "It was my Menter, Tony Stark." You looked up at Miles with watery eyes. Tony really was a father to do even if you didn't know him for very long, you knew Peter felt the same. 

"Miles," Porker spoke, making you all looking over at him, "The hardest thing about this job is You can't always save everybody."

"But it was my fault. You wouldn't understand." Miles spoke, not looking any of you in the eyes. Gwen was quick to turn and face him.

"Miles were probably the only ones who do understand." She spoke softly but firmly, needing to make sure Miles knew what she was saying was true.

"Even if you feel like we don't we really do understand." You explained in a more soft voice, "We've all been in your situation." You thought back to the snap, Tony's snap. You remember his eyes right before he passes in front of you. You remembered how both you and Peter cried in front of him, begging him not to go.

After avoiding the roommate or at least trying you gave Miles and pat on the back and left through the window. Sitting there watching as Peter tried to get any reaction out of him. You all knew that... He wasn't ready. 

You frown and hugged yourself a little tighter and retracted your iron mask as you heard Peter leave the window. 

~Now~

"Whoop! Whoop! Go, Miles!" You smiled as you watch Miles land next to Peter. You look over at Gwen with a smirk, "You ready to get fighting?" You could tell by the eyes of her mask that she was ready.

And so, You fought. You fought almost as hard as you ever fought (Thanos army is hard to beat) and you found yourself smirking and making jokes as you fought, just like you did before Thanos came to earth those five years ago. You all met at the ceiling where Miles were working the thing.

"Guess this is it." Gwen says, looking at all of you. You retracted your mask to give everyone a smile. 

"Well, Nice to know we're not alone." She smiles at all fo you while you stare at her before smiling, "right?"

"Right." You and Gwen say at the time time. 

"I got the portal open." he gives Penny a smile, "You first Penny."

"Thank you, Miles." she looked down at her spider before giggling lightly, "from both of us." She gave a salute as she falls down to the portal. The colors turning Red and Blue as she goes home.

"I-uh love you all." Noir spoke up, making you give him a smile, "I'm taking this cube thing with me." She showed you all the cube, "I don't understand it, but I will."

"You go, man." You smiled at him. He gave you all a salute too before he falls down, as he goes home the colors turned black and white.

"I want you to have this," Porker spoke to miles, showing him his gaint hammer, "it'll fit in your pocket." Miles takes the hammer.

"Lucky..."

"that's all folks." He lifted up his arms as he started to fall down.

"Is he allowed to say that? Legally?"

"I dunno, man." The colors for him turned crazy and cartoony as he went home.

"Do I get to like the hairdo now?" Miles smirks at Gwen, you gave a small chuckle at that. Peter would have said the same thing to you.

"You know I'm older than you? 15 months but that's really significant if you ask me." She gives Miles a smirk as they both stare at each other, Miles saying Something that you really don't understand, you were probably on patrol or something. 

"Nice." Gwen moved away with a smile.

"Friends?" Miles held out his hand for a handshake.

"Friends." Gwen smiles at him, her thumb rubbing his hand a little, "See ya around, Spider-Man." She smiles before turning to look at you, "Thank you (Y/n), for being there for me."

"Aw, don't go mushy for me." You smirk as you open your arms for a hug, Gwen tense a little before giving you your hug. 

"See you later, Spider-Woman." She says as you two pull apart you give you all a smile before falling down the portal, her colors were pastel.

"Guess it's my turn." You sigh looking at the portal as Miles nodded. You looked over to him and gives him a pat on the back, "You did do good man! I'm so proud of you! You're going to be an amazing Spider-Man." You gave him a sincere smile as you finish, "trust me." 

"Thanks." Miles smiles at you before you turn and look at Peter. 

"Make things work with M.J, Tiger." You smirk as you give him finger guns, he gives you a tight smile and you give him a normal one, "I mean it, live your best life, man." That's when he gave you an actually smile making it worth it.

You let out and let yourself fall into eh portal, you were able to see that your colors were your two favorite colors. You smiled as you close your eyes knowing Miles can handle being Spider-Man.

When you opened your eyes you were on a bridge, a badly damaged bridge. You grimace as you look at the damage around you.

"What happened here?" You mutter before you retreat your mask as you see someone walking toward you. Your eyes widen as you see it was your Peter. He was hurt but not that hurt his eyes widen when he saw you too.

"(Y/n)?" He couldn't stop the smile that went onto his face, "(Y/n)!" he ran over and gave you the best hug you ever got. He picked you up and sprung you around as you laugh a retract your iron mask. When he finally let you do you look down at his new suit and the damage around you.

"Soo, What happened here?" You asked Peter who was snuggling his face into your neck, giving it a good kiss or two.

"So much, I'll have to explain to you later. What about you?"

"I'll explain to you later." You smile as you cup both of his cheeks, making him look at you, "For now, I have something more important to do." You give him a firm but still loving kiss on the lips.

Peter admittedly kiss you back, making you smile into the kiss as you wrap your arms around his neck.

God, you missed your dimension!

[lunetheaveragefan]

one day...

Finally, Chapter 5 is here! It’s been so long lol. I know I said it would be out last Monday, but finals week and the new semester were crazy and I kept forgetting to queue it up! This chapter does deal with some more serious topics, so please be mindful of that (more info in the warnings down below). Anyway, here it is! I hope you all like it! (Also I think I’ll be posting chapters once every other Monday, so hopefully I’ll remember to stick to that!)

A Sander Sides high school AU

Pairing: Prinxiety and some background Logicality

Summary: Virgil is used to being alone. He only has one friend, Logan. But when Logan makes a new friend, things begin to change as two more join their group. Roman, a boisterous theater kid, seems determined to destroy Virgil’s lonely, average life. How much will Virgil’s life change?

Warnings: Bullying; homophobia and homophobic slurs; description/scene of a panic attack; and swearing. (If there’s anything else, let me know!)

Word Count: 1678 words

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CHAPTER FIVE

Virgil expected it to be a normal day. 

There were no signs that it was going to be important, so why would he think that it would be anything other than ordinary? Ever since Roman had joined them at the cafe, things had been going on as normal except for how he and Roman were actually talking now and then. And even that he’d gotten used to.

The day before, Roman and Patton had come to the cafe again, and Virgil was actually glad they did. Patton was still a ray of sunshine, but Roman seemed to be getting better. Or maybe he had been better all along, and Virgil was just now realizing it. Either way, things were changing, but not much and not necessarily in a bad way.

Yes, things were going good in Virgil’s world. 

That morning, Virgil got up at 6:45, right on time, and dressed in black jeans, a Panic! shirt, and his favorite sweatshirt. While checking his phone, he walked downstairs for breakfast. He ate his cereal and then went back upstairs to brush his teeth and finish getting ready. After making sure he had everything he needed for the day, he headed out, his mom’s voice telling him to have a good day from somewhere in the house. He drove to school without incident, although his usual parking spot was taken, so he had to park a few spots farther away. Logan was standing by his locker when he got to school, like usual. Just like every other day, they walked to class together, and afterwards, parted their separate ways: Logan to chemistry and Virgil to art. 

Things went according to the norm, following the routine that Virgil knew well. Life could’ve been a little more interesting, but then again, he didn’t find it entirely unpleasant. Even when Tommy and Timmy Wallace started making fun of him, it wasn’t that out of the blue. They had taken Roman’s place as the local asshole when he stopped being a bully at the beginning of high school and were set on making Virgil’s life hell.

Virgil’s standing at his locker, digging through his stuff, looking for a folder when Tommy sneers, “Oh, look, Timmy! It’s the emo cock-sucker.” Behind him, he hears Timmy laugh. Heaving a sigh, Virgil turns around, slamming his locker shut, only to find the twins almost nose-to-nose with him. Well, they would’ve been if Virgil wasn’t a whole head shorter than them.  

Glaring at them, Virgil says, “Get out of my way.” He’s carefully controlling his anger, making sure that he doesn’t explode. That would do no good.

“Aww, is poor baby Viwgil getting angwy?” Timmy mocks in a baby voice. He jabs his twin in the side, laughing. Tommy jabs him back. Unconsciously, Virgil’s hands ball into fists. You can’t get angry. You gotta relax. C’mon, Virgil. He grits his teeth, but because he was frustrated at himself, not angry at the twins.

Unfortunately, Timmy notices the actions and points it out. 

“Ahah! Are you gonna fight us, Virgil? Think you can win? Huh?” Timmy is up in Virgil’s face, so close, Virgil can see his spit flying everywhere when he talks.

Ignoring them, Virgil pushes past and starts walking down the hall. I can’t win. It’s a shot at his pride to walk away, but there’s no way he can beat the two star football players in a fight. I just have to ignore it. Virgil’s had a lot of experience being made fun of, but it never gets easier to face. It just gets easier to ignore.

“Hey!” A hand grabs Virgil by the elbow. It whirls him around so he can see the twins’ smirking faces. “Where you going, faggot? Thought you wanted a fight. Huh?” Heart racing, breath quickening, Virgil feels the panic building in him. Keep it under control. 

“Leave me alone,” he tries to say. Nothing comes out. Virgil can’t tell his body to move. Or walk away. Or do anything. The things running through his brain are going too fast. There, then gone. No, is the only thought that sticks.

Virgil sees their mouths moving, but can’t hear what they’re saying. Everything else is too loud. The pounding of his heart. His breaths, coming much too fast. Students talking, yelling. Lockers slamming. No. No. No, no, no no no nononononono. Why can’t the world just slow down. People bump into him. Every time, he flinches, drawing inward. Just have to make myself smaller. Timmy and Tommy are still talking. Virgil still can’t hear them. 

“Timmy! Stop!” a voice calls. This, Virgil hears. A hand reaches out to turn the boys away from Virgil. The only thing visible is wavy brown hair and tan skin. The twin’s shoulders block out everything else. He doesn’t know who it is. Doesn’t care who it is.

In four, he thinks, breathing in deeply. Hold 6. Out 7. He lets the air out in a cascade. Before he can begin hyperventilating again, he repeats the exercise. The noise of the hallway is too loud. His breathing won’t slow down. Come on, Virgil! Goddammit! Get it under control! 

The twins are still wrapped up in their conversation with Roman Princeford. He must’ve been the voice. But Virgil doesn’t have time to wonder why Roman stood up for him. Not while tears are flooding his eyes. Not while he’s fighting them back. Not while the din of the hallway is crashing around him. Not now. 

Virgil hurries out of the main part of the hallway and stands by the door to a janitor’s closet. The walls turn, forming an indent around where the door is, and feels almost like a shield. Trembling hands pull his headphones from his bag and slide them on his head. Tears blur his vision and his fingers shake as he fumbles for the video he’s trying to find. 

Finally, he finds it. The soothing sound of pouring rain fills his head. Soft piano drifts in the background. Dropping his phone on the ground and closing his eyes, Virgil pictures the rain streaking down a window. Slow and soothing and familiar. In 4, hold 6, out 7. Little by little, he starts to calm down, heartbeat returning to its normal pace, breaths slowing until the dizziness goes away.

He doesn’t know how long it’s been since he sat on the floor, but there’s a gentle tap on his shoulder. When he opens his eyes, Roman looks concerned. Pulling his headphones around his neck, Virgil begins to stand. 

“Are you o—Are you doing better?” Roman asks, looking almost awkward. Even though Roman helped him, Virgil almost scoffs. Of course I'm not okay, dumbass. He does have to give him credit for switching his words, though. And some part of Virgil doesn’t blame Roman for being so awkward. It’s a strange situation to be in. One Virgil wants to get out of. And fast. 

“I’m fine. I need to get to class,” he responds, voice tense and snippy. The bell hasn’t rung yet, but it will soon, and Mrs. Bartleman’s classroom is far away from Virgil’s locker. He slings his bag over his shoulder and leans down to grab his folder. 

Papers spill out over the ground, and Virgil realizes, too late, that he grabbed the folder on the bottom. Dropping to his knees to pick it up, he grits his teeth in frustration. A groan slips from his throat.

“What are you doing?” he snaps at Roman, who’d bent down to help. 

“Picking your things up,” Roman replies, looking at Virgil, seeming puzzled. Refusing to look at him, Virgil reaches out to grab more paper. He is sorry for being so rude to Roman just now, but his annoyance at Roman constantly trying to be the knight in shining armor combined with his embarrassment at what happened earlier doesn’t help his temper.

“The bell is going to ring soon. You’re going to be late for class.”

Roman must realize that Virgil’s trying to get him to leave because he stands up, leaving his stack of papers on the ground.

“Right. I should be going.” There’s something almost like hurt in Roman’s voice. Virgil looks up on instinct. Roman’s face is crestfallen, mouth turned downward, eyes sad. Guilt pangs through Virgil’s chest yet again when he sees. He almost takes his words back, but Roman turns away before he can. The metallic sound of the bell echoes throughout the hallway. 

“Fuck,” Virgil mumbles, reaching out to finish picking up.

Once the rest of the papers are back in his folder, Virgil stands up. He stares at Roman’s back, far down the hallway, distance increasing the longer he waits. The regret and guilt swirl into a knot in his stomach. Biting his lip, he takes a chance.

“Roman!” he yells, jogging down the hall. Roman turns around, and Virgil stops, even though there’s still a few feet between them. “Why did you stand up for me?” He steels himself for the worst. What if he blows you off? What if he says that he only did it to draw more attention to you? He takes the small amount of anger he still has left and directs it at the doubt. The thoughts, thankfully, shut up.

Roman scratches the back of his head and says, “It’s kind of a long story…” He looks up at a clock on the wall, frowning. After a second, his face lights up. “You have A lunch, right?” Virgil nods. “I’ll tell you then. My class is switching so we don’t have to go to lunch right in the middle of our test.” 

“O-okay,” Virgil stutters out, still wondering if he’s going to regret this. He’s still unsure if Roman actually means well, or if it’s just a long ploy that will end in Virgil being hurt. But I suppose it doesn’t hurt to ask why he stood up for me. 

And the crooked smile Roman gives Virgil right before turning and jogging away to class makes the risk almost worth it.

[twilightofthe]

Chapter Thirteen liveblog of The Mandalorian Season 2!  Let’s go!!!

AAAAAAAAA THIS IS THE EPISODE

Thirteen sure is that lucky/unlucky number...

Ok so caveat that I read an online article with a bunch of ��leaks” about this ep and if true I’m gonna dislike a LOT of this ep lmaoooooo

Aight so THIS IS VERY DARK BAD FOR MY EYESIGHT

Guessing this is the Ahsoka planet?

Sounds like a warning bell, let’s hope it’s not another Alaskan bull worm/Krayt

Oh nope just shooting people

oh SHOOT THERE SHE IS

Daaaaaamn they didn’t take five seconds

Ok but why’s she fighting them

Dammit Star Wars let me see the ful Ahsoka makeup and outfit!!!  Turn on the lights!!!!  Let me IN

ALDSFLKJSK WAIT THAT MAKES AHSOKA THE KRAYT THE WARNING BELLS WERE FOR HER AHAHAHA

CHAOS BABE

ok but i love that she calls herself a Jedi

alksdjLKSDJFK WAIT WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO HER MONTRAILS THEY SHRUNK

Ok fine the makeup looks p good

Aaaaaand the theme to make me Emotional

Lady she doesn’t need to learn anything from you she’s had too many teachers already

Lady you Vastly underestimate how willingly Ahsoka will kill YOUR ass

This ain’t her first siege and you ain’t Mandalore bub don’t try her

Yeppppp it’s called The Jedi

The leaks have been right so far let’s hope the rest aren’tttttt

Oho so it looks like this is a lava planet too?  Dang Ahsoka following family tradition

“HEY WHAT DID I TELL YOU” god Din is a DAD

AND BABY LISTENED TO HIIIIIIIIM HE’S SUCH A GOOD BABY YODITO DID YOU KNOW I WOULD DIE FOR YOU

this little shit seriously using the Force improperly again bruhhhh you def need SOMEONE to teach you control

Damn Ahsoka you live like this?  Needs more decorations

BABY I WOULD DIE FOR YOU MY DARLING SON

MAYBE you should get him some ACTUAL TOYS huh Din?

Is there deadass anyone who’s not trying to steal Din’s armor?

Ok I adore his little side satchel for Yodito

Bruh since when is walking right in and immediately asking suspicious questions gonna do anything for you

Ooop he got caught by the Dai Li

Oh yay public torture fun!

Hmmm more Asian influence in this episode I see

“A Jedi plagues me” PFFF aka the motto of the prequels

OK SO HOW FUCKING MANY PEOPLE IN THIS GALAXY KNOW ABOUT THE JEDI/MANDO BEE AND WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT IT

Uhhhh that’s a big pointy stick lady

Ohhhhh beskar big pointy stick

Ooop we got conflict, Din’s heritage vs. Baby Yoda’s, what will he pick.....

DON’T QUESTION THE BABY DUDE

FOR FUCK’S SAKE DIN PLEASE ACKNOWLEDGE YOUR SON PROPERLY

Bruh she’s gonna jump you 

Her Gandalf cloak fits right in with the landscape

For fuck’s sake pleASE STOP JUST RANDOMLY PUTTING DOWN AND IGNORING YOUR SON

Yeppppp and here comes the sneak attack

draMATIC ASS ROBE DROP LIKE HER LINEAGE BEFORE HER

pleasecallhimaBabyYodaAhsokaPLEASE

ALKSDFJSDLKFK I’D DIE FOR HIM LOOK HOW CUTE

OK WHAT?  WE DEADASS MISSED HER FIRST REACTION TO HIM????????

FUCKING COWARDS

Lol staring contest at your old frog grandpa but babified, must be weird

Awwww she still likes kids

Sidenote that yeah they really did just fucking shrink her montrails AND lekku she looks like she did at 14 again

NO

NO

NONONONONONO

THAT’S DEADASS THE WORST NAME YOU COULD HAVE COME UP WITH Y A L L

I am NOT calling him that.  Y’all can’t make me

OK BUT LITERALLY NONE OF THIS MAKES SENSE

HOW WAS HE TAKEN?

It surrounds us binds us blah blah blah

UH YEAH BUT LUKE’S EXISTS NOW, RIGHT?  COME ON, AHSOKA

Ahsoka your idea of testing is making blind teenagers look for crystals while you swing a lightsaber at their face maybe not yet

Every time they call him Gr*gu it makes me die a little more inside

OK HE LITTLE DAD HEAD QUIRK I LOVE THAT

NO DON’T MAKE HIM CALL HIM THAT

Ok also but I would die for leetle baby’s grunting noises

OMG THINKING OUTSIDE THE BOX, HIS TOY HE LIKES

HE’S SO PROUD OF HIS SON I’M GONNA CRYYYYY ;_;

Ahsoka he is a baby tho?  Like uhhhhhh this ain’t the same as Anakin

Uh, Din, Ahsoka doesn’t have to worry about that kinda shit, she’s faced waaaaaay worse

Ok so this Elspeth is another ex-Imp

Ok FINE this is gonna be a cool-ass teamup

Ahsoka u drama queen

DRAMA QUEEN AND YOUR DRAMATIC ENTRANCES

Ahhhh I see she’s the flashy Jedi distraction while Din frees the prisoners

Ok but where is Yodito during this

MORGAN’S master?  So Gideon, right?  Or does Ahsoka know Palps is back

Awwww that first man was gonna help the prisoners too!  He IS brave!!!!

LOTH KITTYYYYY!

Oooop we having an old western shootout?

DRAMATIC ROBE DROP PART 2

Oh fuck no we aren’t recanonizing beskar being lightsaber-proof, are we?

Dammit I thought that was how we ended up with the Darksaber in the first place!  Because Lucas did NOT want to do that-- for fuck’s sake of course they are

This boi really tried that fake-ass negotiation, he should know better

OH FOR FUCK’S SAKE

T H R A W N

REALLY?

you BETTER STILL BE LOOKING FOR EZRA.  THAT BETTER BE WHY.  I’M NOT EVEN FUCKING JOKING.

Oh yay they saved the Earth Kingdom

OH NO THE TRACKER

OH NO HE LEFT THE BABY WITH THE SHIP

THE TRACKER FROM LAST EPISODE OH NO

NONONONONONONOOOOOOO

I HAVEN’T EVEN SEEN IT YET BUT I KNOW THE IMPS TOOK HIM

DIN DJARIN YOU FUCKING JACKASS THIS IS WHY YOU DON’T JUST LEAVE YOUR FUCKING SON AFUCKING-LONE-- oh ok he’s fine nvm lol

WAIT BUT THE TRACKER’S STILL THERE????

The Imps are DEF gonna find him soon this is the 6th ep of the season and there’s only 2 more

THANK YOU AHSOKA TELL HIM THAT IS HIS SON

Ok I’ll say it again Din Djarin you fucking dumbass

Ohhhh we recanonizing Tython now

LADY LUKE IS REBUILDING.  I GET THEY CAN’T EXACTLY BRING IN YOUNG MARK HAMILL BUT FOR FUCK’S SAKE AT LEAST ACKNOWLEDGE MY BOY LUKE THANKS

Aaaaaand scene.

OK BUT THESE BITCHES CAN NOT JUST ACKNOWLEDGE FUCKING THRAWN AND NOT EZRA.  DAVE FILONI YOU CREATED HIM.  YOUR OWN CHILD.  YOU CAN’T JUST IGNORE EZRA LIKE THIS FOR FUCK’S SAAAAAAKE

Ok so deadass everything in the leaked article was true and I’m gahhhhh over a Lot of things

Hmph

[scribbling-stiks]

Heart Strings - III - No! This Can’t Be Happening

America wakes up in an unfamiliar room. He sits up a little and rubs his head. He looks around and sees that he's laying on a large bed in an unfamiliar room. He looks around a little more and sees Russia sleeping next to the bed, tucked against the wall and the bed frame, with his hat tucked over his face.

America smiles and winces at the growing headache.

'Yup. I definitely overdid it.'

America looks at Russia before scanning the room. Most of the colors are pretty plain. There is a desk in the corner covered in papers and pictures. America moves to stand up, and he hears Russia groan. America spins around nervously and relaxes when Russia settles back down. America turns back to the desk and flips through the pictures.

It's a bunch of drawings, most of which are lifelike sketches with a scrawl of Russia's name at the bottom in Cyrillic. Some of them are pinned to the wall, and others are on the backs of informational pamphlets from the UN meetings scattered across the desk. America admires them and is very careful not to crumple or crease any of the papers.

America places them down and turns around to see Russia standing behind him. America yelps. Russia looks a little annoyed, and his face is bright red. America begins pulling at his fingers and he looks away, his face and ears grow uncomfortably warm.

"Sorry," America mumbles.

Russia sighs.

"It's okay," Russia says, "it's not that good anyway."

"Are you kidding?" America asks, "these are awesome! I mean, I can't draw for s***, but these are amazing!"

Russia looks away and mutters something under his breath, and America feels embarrassment in the back of his mind. America writes it off as his own and offers an embarrassed smile.

Russia smiles before turning to America and asking, "are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm good," America says with a smile, ignoring the empty pit in his chest from the missing magic, "I'm just tired."

Russia smiles and puts a hand on America's shoulder.

America's eyes go wide and he tenses a little out of surprise before a huge grin takes over his expression. Russia chuckles.

"Well, you're in a good mood," Russia teases.

America beams, and begins bouncing, trying to keep from waving his hands about. He looks back up to see Russia staring off into the distance, a curious look on his face, but his eyes shine with glee.

America giggles. He feels his heart swell with happiness that just floods into him.

Russia pulls his hand away and gives America a curious look. Russia opens his mouth as if to say something when someone comes bursting into the room.

"Daddy!" Alaska shouts, crashing into America, nearly knocking them both to the ground.

"Heya kiddo!" America replies, ruffling Alaska's hair, "what's up?"

"I was worried about you! I called Massy, and he said you were a dumba**, but that you would be fine."

America rolls his eyes with a scoff. Then, he scoops Alaska off the ground and spins her around. Alaska laughs and leans back, arms in the air. America chuckles before carefully letting her get back to her feet.

"Have you been having a good time here?" America asks.

"Yeah! Everyone here is very nice and the tea is very sweet and it's cold outside. You missed the big snowball fight!" Alaska exclaims, throwing her hands into the air, "Ms. Belarus is very good with snowballs, but Mr. Ukraine makes the best snow forts! And Mr. Soviet was throwing me high up like you do into snow piles and it's so much fun!"

America laughs.

"Sounds like you've been having fun," America comments.

Then, America looks up to gauge Russia's reaction.

Russia seems to stare past them, and America's mind is suddenly filled with fond memories of snowy mornings and laughter. Huge snowball fights. Memories that America knows aren't his own.

He faintly registers Alaska telling more stories about her first night here, but ultimately, America finds himself completely lost in memories that aren't his own. Eventually, the images fade, and America zones back into the real world as Russia looks around with a fond smile.

'What was that?'

'Snowball fights are fun.'

'No! Stop thinking about that! Why was I remembering something that didn't happen?'

'At least, it didn't happen to me...'

'I swear to God, if this has something to do with the soulmates thing, I'm going to kick something.'

"America?" Russia calls.

America snaps back to reality and sees Alaska had left and Russia looks at him, a concerned look on his face. America gets an idea. He pulls and searches for the foreign emotions, and finds that same kind of concern is radiating from the connection. He focuses on it.

"I'm fine. I just spaced out a little," America says with a dismissive wave and a smile.

As soon as he responds, he sees Russia's face fall to a small smile, and the concern turns to relief and contented happiness.

America freezes.

'S***.'

America desperately looks to the door, and his thoughts spin too fast for him to recognize them.

"America?" Russia asks.

"I uhh..." America starts, as panic sets in, "I need to use the restroom."

"It's the second door on the right, near the end of the hallway. Are you okay?" Russia asks, looking a little panicked himself.

"Yeah. I'll be fine?" America says, trying to say it like a statement, but he is much more focused on leaving the room.

America rushes out and into the bathroom, shutting the door and locking it. He falls back, sitting on the edge of the bath.

"S***. S***. F***. S***," America mutters, running his hands through his hair and bouncing his leg, trying desperately to calm his nerves.

His mind is swimming with thoughts and they swirl around in what feels like a whirlwind of chaos. He tries to read through them, trying to organize any of it and calm himself down. Tears trace his cheeks and he clenches his eyes shut.

'There is no f***ing way!'

'He's my soulmate?!'

'I mean, he's cute.'

'But he's also a f***ing country!'

'No. No. Nononononono.'

The tales of the 'treatments' for those kinds of bonds rings in his mind. UK used to tell stories about them as if they were just normal parts of life to him and Canada when they were younger. The stories often gave America nightmares.

Images of being strapped to a chair and electrocuted and beat flit past his mind's eye, and he blinks away the tears.

'I should've known!'

'The fact that it never went away.'

'What else could it have been?'

'But it's been outlawed since the Roman Empire began to fall apart!'

America tries desperately to swallow back his impending meltdown.

'No!'

"I'll be okay," America mutters, biting his lip, "I'll just-I'll-I..."

America's breathing begins to pick up speed and he holds back the urge to scream. He grips his hair. He ends up on the bathroom floor and he kicks the floor. He presses his back against the wall and tries to think with his foggy, crowded mind.

'I can't tell him.'

'I can't tell anyone.'

He whines and covers his mouth, biting his knuckle.

'This is a death sentence.'

He tucks his face into his knees and tries to calm his breathing.

'Does Russia know?!'

'Do I just ignore him now?'

'But I don't want to upset him.'

Then he hears knocking on the door. His head snaps up and he scrubs the tears from his face.

"Dad? Are you okay?"

America takes a shuttering breath.

"Yes, sweetie. I'm fine," He replies, trying to make his tone believable.

'Okay. Just have to calm down.'

"Okay," Alaska says, "you've just been gone for a while."

America hums and tried to pull himself together enough to walk out the door. He buries his worries as far as he can, swallowing the feelings away. He also reaches for the link again, though he is terrified of it, it's the only thing he can focus on. Worry and concern flow through it.

'S***. He probably felt all of that. Or at least knew about it.'

America shakily stands up and brushes himself off. He fights back the rest of his tears before they escape and stares into the mirror. His eyes are red, and his cheeks shiny. He sniffles and splashes cold water over his face.

He takes another deep breath before he opens the door to see Alaska standing outside of it.

"Dad?" Alaska asks, worried.

"Yeah?"

"Were you... are you feeling okay?"

America bites his tongue before his thoughts come spilling out.

"I'm fine," America replies quietly, forcing a smile.

Alaska sighs.

"Dad, I know when you're lying," Alaska says softly, "What's wrong?"

America smiles sadly.

"I'm not... it's nothing you gotta worry about, okay?"

"But I am worried," Alaska insists, "all of us worry."

"I am not dumping my problems onto my kids," America says firmly, crossing his arms.

"But you always tell us to talk about the things that bother us!"

"That's different."

"How?!"

America flinches and Alaska sniffles.

"Daddy, I don't want to see you upset," she whines, looking away.

America's heart clenches.

"I know, kiddo. I know. I'll be okay," America says, kneeling down and offers a smile.

Alaska looks up and then lunges forward, clinging to America. America chuckles and stands up, holding her close.

"I can only protect you from so much, and I am not going to have you worrying about me. That's my job," America mumbles.

"I love you," Alaska says.

"I love you too, kiddo," America replies, putting Alaska down.

Alaska smiles and wipes her face before grabbing his hand and dragging him into the main room.

'I'm okay,' he thinks, trying to convince himself.

'For now.'

America ignores the last thought.

America walks in and sees Russia sitting nervously on the couch, looking down.

"Hi," America says meekly.

Russia's head whips up, and a small smile grows on his face. After a moment of quiet, Russia looks away and a flustered feeling manifests at the edge of America's mind.

"We have the World Meeting tomorrow, so if you would like to stay with m-us until then..." Russia trails off, rubbing the back of his neck.

America sees Alaska look up with puppy-eyes. Conflicted emotions and messy thoughts don't allow him for very good decision-making.

"Okay," America blurts out and immediately regrets it.

'What am I getting myself into?'

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Spoiler Review of The Aeronauts!

4 minutes and 3 seconds into The Aeronauts and this is what I have to say so far:

- Great costumes

- IT’S NEWT SCAMANDER AND JYN ERSO IN A HOT AIR BALLOON is how I’ll be explaining this movie to my parents

- My emetophobia was triggered but I still wanna give Amelia a hug

- James is THAT idiot whose friend says “if you go up in those clouds you’re gonna die” and he’s just like “yeah but it’ll be so uncool if I back out. like it’s super hot if I almost die but don’t, like, dude, do actually think I’m doing this for science??? Nah, I’m doing this for women.”

- James, honey, 1. Amelia’s right there if you wanna fall in love, and 2. Don’t fucking drag poor Amelia with the PTSD’s ass into this--find someone else who also has your death wish smh

4m 16s: James just made the “pshhhhhhhh how could I be wrong” face. Oh no. Nononononono, he’s even more stuck up and stupid that I thought. AMELIA SMACK SOME SENSE INTO HIM GODAMMIT.

8m 28s: I guess Amelia is about to “I’m a badass woman” woo James and I’m all here for it. I mean this is the telltale cliche of “I don’t like you b/c you’re an annoying prick” but they go on an adventure and it turns into “you’re insufferable. I love you.” I ship it. So much.

10m 42s:

Amelia: The dog, Mr. Glaisher. Now. *glare*

James:

James:

James: *grabs dog* Do I—do I just hand it to you?

Amelia: Yes, yes, hand her over.

Amelia: *drops Posie the dog out of the hot air balloon*

James: !!!!!!!!!!!!

Posie’s parachute inflates.

James: (Oh, okay, she’s alright...)

Heh, she smacked sense into him alright. He’s actually a very complex character though. I can recognize his passion. :)

18m 24s: I knew I’d like this movie!

Mr. Glaisher: pReDiCtInG tHe WeAtHeR?? iMpOsSiBle!

James: It is possible. I’m going to revolutionize science just like (James) newton (Howard) I made a really bad reference sorry not sorry. But look at this visual!!!! This is why I love science: it helps us understand the world around us!

24m 14s: oH they’re in a storm rn? WHAT A SURPRISE. Really, James? Really? He keeps saying they’ll be fine bUT YOU DON’T FUCKING LOOK FINE, YOU DUMBASS YOU! ARE! BLEEDING! And Amelia is hANGING OFF THE SIDE OF THE BALLOON NOW YOU @#$%^&*! YOUR LIVES > METEOROLOGY!

26m 32s: Think of the pigeons! THINK OF THE PIGEONS! THEY’RE PROBABLY DEAD NOW! WHAT ABOUT THEIR PIGEON HUSBANDS AND WIVES? THEIR PIGEON FRIENDS AND CHILDREN? THINK OF THE CHILDREN!

27m, 00s: Again, STUNNING visuals!

28m 54s: brUH only 19 minutes and 35 seconds have passed in the movie. Oh man, this must be record-breaking: The Aeronauts — movie with shortest canonical time award. In all honesty, I find it quite fascinating that it doesn’t take that long to ride a hot air balloon.

31m: I was singing Into the Unkown, imagining myself in the hot air balloon, and for a few moments I felt like a kid again. Like the clouds are cotton candy, Santa is real, and corsets are actually comfortable pieces of clothing to wear. Sometimes I miss my blissful ignorance.

31m 18s: No, I will not stop with the screenshots this movie is beautiful—nay, stunning.

38m 22s: I thought their dancing was off AND I WAS RIGHT eyyyyyyyyyyyyy *Woah* Also, that dude who gave James the once over and the woman who giggled because of it made my day. I MUST STAN!

42m 12s: Wow! The butterflies! G a s p! That is so beautiful! I’d take a screenshot if they weren’t blurry! I haven’t been in awe like this in... a long time.

57m 11s: FFS JAMES YOU! WILL! DIE! IF! YOU! GO! UP! TOO! HIGH! COME ON! YOU’RE AN INTELLECTUAL! Just open your eyes a little more and see that experiencing the beauty of the sky is reason enough to fly again, let alone not dying and getting more data!

Movie: Finished

My tear ducts: Spent

My mind: Blown & in shambles

My love life: Irrelevant & barren (but Amelia and James’s understanding of each other is one that I envy)

Heartbeat: Rapid

Hands: Sweaty because of nerves

Eddie Redmayne: Plays another adorable annoying doofus

Felicity Jones: Has a nice accent and plays a character that I will forever admire and look up to as a young woman

British accents: Still hot and posh

Rating: 10/10, would recommend, bring tissues

Watch The Aeronauts on Amazon Prime because it’s a good movie and now I’ll be switching between an American accent and my attempt at a British accent for the rest of the week AND Eddie Redmayne and Felicity Jones are really good in this and especially good at acting out bad dancing. R.I.P. Pierre, you were a good man.

[elisaphoenix13]

It Takes One Lie

"Remind me why we have to lie to our parents? Forget mine, lying to yours is a really bad idea." Ned complains.

Peter shushes him and closes Ned's bedroom door. "Because there's going to be alcohol and if Mom and Dad knew, I wouldn't be able to go to the party!"

"But we're not going to drink."

"Ned." Peter says flatly. "Have you met Dr. Strange? He already has this crazy sixth sense when it comes to my health. I can't even breathe in his general direction with something as stupid as a sore throat without him knowing."

"What does that have to do with alcohol at a party?" Ned asks with confusion.

"Dad might just tell me to be careful but Mom...he'll say I might give into peer pressure or something."

"...he would have a point."

Peter smacks his own forehead. "You're not helping!"

"Okay! Okay!"

Ever since they had heard about (and had actually been invited) to a classmate's party, Peter had been insistent that they use the cliche method of telling their parents they were at the other's house. It wasn't and wouldnt be a total lie. Peter was currently at Ned's an hour before the party was suppose to start, his friend would tell his parents he was going home with Peter, and after the party they actually would head back to the tower. Parties were usually no big deal but since alcohol was confirmed to be there, Peter knew he had to lie to his parents about it. Tony would allow it (maybe even some consumption of alcohol) as long as he was safe about it and called if he needed them, but Stephen...

...the man would shut him down faster than he could blink and have Levi wrap around him and take him to his room. Sometimes the sorcerer coddled him and Peter couldn't always live (and make mistakes) as a high schooler. Stephen's heart was in the right place, but it did tend to be suffocating sometimes.

"For the record, if Dr. Strange kills me, I will haunt you for the rest of your life." Ned grumbles.

"Dude, he's not going to kill you! We're just going to a party to have fun, alcohol free." Peter makes sure to stress when the other teen opens his mouth.

"This has bad idea written all over it."

Peter rolls his eyes. "Come on. We're going."

Peter didn't leave any room for argument so both teens headed out to the party after Ned told his parents they were going to the tower, and took the subway to as close to their classmate's neighborhood as possible. They had to hoof it the rest of the way for about twenty minutes, but it wasn't that big of a deal since Ned didn't have to pack an overnight bag. He was over at Peter's often enough that he left a few of his things over there in case of last minute sleepovers or situations like this.

Where they were lying to parents about going to a party...with alcohol...and Peter was pretty sure that Ned was still muttering under his breath about it.

He just pretended he didn't hear the mumbling and led the way into the house, where his senses flared briefly at the loud music and vibrations but settled. Peter had mentally prepared himself for this party since that helped when it came to the short time he was at Liz's. Mental preparation doesn't always help but he had brought his iPod just in case. That never seemed to bother his hearing.

"Ned! Peter! You guys came!" Their classmate, Zack, shouts from across the room. "Drinks are in the kitchen!"

The two wave and head into the kitchen where Ned grabs a water bottle, and Peter grabs what looks safe enough to not have alcohol in it. He took a sip just in case. "Wow. Something hasn't been spiked yet."

"Which means it might be soon." Ned says.

"I'll be careful. We may not have been to many parties but we've seen enough movies." Peter holds his glass up.

He was careful. He and Ned hung out with some of their friends, they danced (until Peter tried to drag MJ into it and she pushed him into the pool), and wisely kept away from the truth or dare game some kids were playing inside. High schoolers these days were merciless with the game.

Then Peter made the mistake of putting his cup down and not watching it, because then someone grabbed his cup by accident and he grabbed theirs. When he took a sip, he grimaced. "My punch tastes different."

"Weren't you just complaining about accidently swallowing pool water?" A guy asks. "It's probably just residue or something. Wash it down."

Peter shrugs and downs the rest of the new drink. "It kind of helped. Maybe it was the chlorine."

And because he thought the weird taste was from the chlorine, he didn't realize his safe drink was no longer so. He would, in the future, kick himself for not paying more attention because he should have known it was alcohol, but he was having too much fun to care. Then he spiralled from tipsy to drunk incredibly fast that he was starting to slip up and do things Peter Parker (Stark) wouldn't be able to do.

Spiderman was starting to show, but Ned, still completely sober since he stuck with water, noticed immediately. Not all of the kids at the party knew about Peter's alter ego, so Ned stopped his friend, took away his drink, and pulled him away from the more sober curious glances. At least the more drunk kids wouldn't notice anything different.

He takes a cautious sip of Peter's drink and his eyes widen as he looks at the vigilante. "Peter! This has alcohol in it! You said you wouldn't drink!"

"I'm not! It's my safe drink!" Peter sniggers. "Hehe...safe drink."

Ned frowns. "Peter, none of that was funny. There was nothing in that sentence to laugh about."

"...do you think there are in between drinks? Like you can put alcohol in something and enjoy it but then pull the alcohol out?"

"That doesn't even make sense." Ned pushes an unopened bottle of water into Peter's hands. "Drink this. It's a really safe drink. Where's your phone?"

Peter blinks at his best friend after fumbling with the water bottle. "Dunno."

"I'm finding it and calling Dr. Strange."

"Nononononono!!" Peter grabs Ned's arm when the boy moves away, accidently splashing some water on his shirt. "Sorry...but you don't have to call him! I'm fine! I'll drink a couple bottles of water and everything will be fine!"

"Oh. Guess I shouldn't have been a couple steps ahead of you losers." MJ says as she turns the corner to the side of the house where Ned had dragged the drunk teen, holding out Peter's phone.

The phone's owner stumbles away from the side of the house as he reaches for it. "You called my mom?!"

"No, she called Dad."

Peter freezes when Tony comes up behind the teenage girl and slowly pulls off his sunglasses. An accessory he wore as a habit now, not only because of paparazzi or for their actual use, but also because he connected FRIDAY to them.

"D-Dad..."

"We've been calling you for the past two hours with no answer, and just as I was about to use your tracker and call Ned's parents, Miss Jones here called me and told me you were at a party...drinking."

Peter was pretty sure this would be the fastest he ever sobered up. "I-It was an accident. I swear."

"Ned, do your parents know you're here?" Tony asks calmly. 

Said teen shakes his head. "They think I'm at the tower."

"MJ?"

"Yes." MJ knew not to sass the billionaire right now. This was not Tony Stark the sarcastic smartass, this was Tony Stark the concerned parent.

"Okay. Peter and Ned, let's go." Tony puts his sunglasses back on and looks at the lone female among them. "Thank you for calling me"

The girl nods and the genius gently leads his tipsy son by the nape of his neck. Ned follows close behind in silence as Tony takes them back into the house, out the front door and a little down the street to one of his black, less flashy cars, and opens the passenger side doors for both teenage boys. Peter meekly climbs into the front seat while Ned slides into the back, and Tony drives off once he gets into the driver's seat and they all buckle in.

The drive to the tower was silent, complete with the suffocating awkwardness, and was only broken when Tony pulled into the garage and asked Ned to go up to Peter's room. The teen barely stammered out a 'Yes, Mr. Stark' before he was out of the car and taking the elevator up to the family floor. It left Tony and Peter sitting in silence again.

"I'm sorry." The teen finally says after a couple of minutes pass, fiddling with the label on the water bottle he still held.

Tony sighs heavily and removes his sunglasses once again to look at Peter. "Peter."

On no. He used his name. This was bad.

"I don't care that you were drinking at a party. Ok, I do, but you're a high schooler and I'm not the greatest role model for--" Tony groans and rubs his eyes. "You lied to us kid. I'd rather know you're drinking at a party with no adult supervision then wonder if you're bleeding in a ditch somewhere. I thought something happened to you. Why did you lie?"

Peter nervously rips the label off the bottle and crumples it. "Mom." He says quietly.

His father sighs again. "Underoos...you can't do that again. What if something happened?"

"I know. I get it. I messed up. I just...we were actually invited to a party for once instead of in passing like before and..." Peter trails off and stares at the half-full clear bottle in his hands, the label abandoned.

"It was nice to be thought of for once." Tony finishes.

"Pretty much."

"From now on, you at least talk to me. I know Stephen is a little more strict about things like this, but he cares. We both do." The engineer reaches over and affectionately ruffles the teen's hair. "I adopted you but I also may as well have drawn a target on your back. You and Stephen already had incidents where people have tried to use you to get to me." He then pulls Peter into a hug and rests his chin on top of brown waves. "I have to protect the two things that I can't live without. You're one of them."

They sat there for a couple of somewhat comfortable minutes (keeping a hug across the middle console wasn't ideal) before Tony moves back away and looks the teen in the eyes.

"I won't ground you under the condition that you never pull this stunt again and you apologize to Mama Bear in the morning."

Peter nods slowly. "Okay. I'm sorry Dad."

"I'm just glad you're safe. Now, go upstairs, make sure you drink some water, and go to bed. You and Ned can watch one movie if the alcohol keeps you up."

Tony kisses Peter's forehead before letting the teen get put of the car, and the teen sluggishly makes his way to the elevator and takes it up to the family floor. Peter goes into his room, finds Ned already in his own pajamas and sitting on the bed playing on his phone, and the vigilante changes before heading into his bathroom to chug down a couple glasses of water. When he finally collapses onto his bed, Ned looks over at him with a frown.

"How grounded are you?"

"I'm not. Wanna watch Star Wars?" Peter asks.

"Sure. I'll just pretend you don't have awesome parents."

Peter grabs his pillow and hugs it to his chest after asking Karen to turn on a movie. "Yeah...they really are awesome aren't they?" He states quietly.

"You lied to them about a party--"

"That was a rhetorical question Ned."

"Oh."

[cosmicballads]

The One After Nerdsgiving

who→ Estevan, Stella when→ The first Nerdsgiving after Scott comes back, so like Rigel is two? Or close to it. what→ Estevan takes a drunken Stella and Rigel home, only to discover the truth about the one man in Stella’s life he never met. words→ 1,481

@infinitelonging @pretendsweetly, for your reading pleasure

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Estevan couldn't help but let out the laugh at the picture in his car. Here he was, playing designated driver for his friends when he was the one that hosted Nerdsgiving. Stella was hunched slightly in the backseat next to Rigel's car seat, half asleep and whispering something to her son, who, for what he could only assume, was taking in every drunken word. Este chose to mind his own business, not wanting to interrupt the tender moment between mother and son. 

"I can carry him, can you bring the car seat up?" Stella's voice broke the silence as she reached forward to hand him her house keys.

"We're not even home yet, Stella. And to err on the side of caution you're probably not in the best of shape to carry your child upstairs." He could almost see the frown that had appeared on her face at his gentle reasoning. He had a feeling while Stella was most likely stable enough to get herself up the stairs, he would be hanging onto her with one hand while clutching the car seat carrying Rigel in the other. 

“I’ll be fine. I’ve had to carry Rigel up with groceries or Rigel and Tycho or come down with the garbage - that’s the nightmare right there.” Stella settled back against the seat, her attention back onto the child who had seemed to fall fast asleep at the lack of attention.

“You were also dead-ass sober, so don’t think I’m going to let you carry Rigel up the stairs. It’s my duty as his favorite Uncle.” It was a bold assumption, but if things were going the way Estevan was assuming, Rigel was only going to have the one uncle in Estevan and Finnegan would become his father figure. Hell, the way Finnegan looked at the kid was enough for anybody to assume that Rigel belonged to him and not to Stella’s husband, who had somehow risen from the dead, but even then Este didn’t ask too many questions and refused to believe it until he saw it. “And you can’t tell me I won’t be his favorite uncle, I see the way he plays with me.” It was nothing compared to the way Este played with Noah, but then again, Hazel’s son was older than Rigel and therefore could play a little bit rougher - not that he would try. There was no way he was going to incur the wrath of Hazel if something ended up happening in their roughhousing. 

Stella didn’t protest, a quick glance told him that Stella had dozed off and the rest of their conversation had fallen on deaf ears. It left him to his thoughts and what exactly his role would be with each of his friends as they expanded their own families. The girls all had their own roles thrust upon them upon the conception of their children and it fell easily off of their tongues if one of them was referred to as an aunt when pressed. Finnegan had become Rigel’s father in a sense and as many times as he had been called Hot Dad by Stella before, Este knew that those words had a lot more weight on them now as he stepped up cautiously to the plate to help her. He himself could fall into the Uncle role, although his connection with Logan and her baby were on a completely different level and he wondered, even lamented to his mother some nights, that if he were to be called ‘dada’ if he’d be able to handle it or if Logan would correct that immediately. Then again, he and Logan were about as platonic as they could get and it killed him every single time he overthought a secret smile or touch. Logan didn’t see him as nothing more than a friend and if anything, he was probably the annoying little brother type and all he knew was that she already had a sister, she didn’t need a brother. 

“Just park in front of the dumpster, it’s not like you’re staying the night.” came Stella’s muffled words as she stirred from her sleep upon feeling the chill from the night air as Estevan punched in the gate code. “All you're doing is bringing Rigel up, nobody’s going to tow your car.” Este grunted in response, giving Stella some sort of response as she seemingly dozed back off once the car started moving again. 

He parked where she suggested, turning his hazard lights on so that if anybody was coming around they could at least see the car was there and that he intended to be right back. Although, he did have an inkling that he’d be the one tucking both mother and son into their respective beds and leaving Stella with some water and an aspirin for the morning when she woke up. “C’mon, Space Cadet,” he uttered softly, coming around the other side so he could get Rigel out first and worry about Stella later, “you’re home, I got Riguy, you gonna be able to get up the stairs?” Stella’s movements were slow and clumsy as she managed to get out of the backseat and Este stayed next to her, his free hand on her elbow as he guided her up the stairs.

“Fuck my keys.” Stella pat down the pockets of her jacket and pants, not finding where she had left them, forgetting that she had all but tossed them at Este when he didn’t take them right away.

“They might still be in the car,” Estevan set Rigel down by the front door and moved Stella to where she wasn’t standing directly near the top of the stairs in case she decided to topple down them in an attempt to find the keys herself, “I’ll go get them.”

“Nononononono,” Stella’s hand smacked against the wood of the front door before she straightened up and turned her hand into a fist, knocking almost too politely for someone who looked like they were about to pound on the door. “Scott’s home, he’ll let me in.” Este opened his mouth to tell her to just wait and he’d make sure she’d have her keys as well but the apartment door opened a crack before closing again, the sounds of the chain sliding in order to open it all the way. “Baby,” Stella drawled, her voice higher than it should have been upon seeing the man at the door. “See, Este, I told you he was real.” Estevan held up a hand, admitting that Stella was right all along and that he could now tell the group chat that whomever this man was, was Stella’s zombie husband, 

“Jesus, Stella, how much did you drink?” he asked, grabbing Rigel in his carseat while Estevan helped Stella inside.

“I think the most she’s had since she’s had the little sunspot.”

“Rigel is a star, Delgado. Not a sunspot, we don’t name sunspots, we name craters on the moon.” Stella hung onto Este as he eased her onto the couch, helping her settle there. “Scott, this is Estevan,” Este ignored the particular emphasis and accent she managed to put on his name at the time being, “he didn’t believe you existed and now he knows you do! Now he can stop trying to-”

“Nice to meet you.” Este cut her off, extending his hand for Scott to take, although hesitant because this guy still looked like he could break a couple of bones if he was able to infer anything more from Stella’s stupor.

“Thanks for bringing them home. I wouldn’t have been able to get them considering the circumstances…” Scott trailed off, implying that it had to do with his prosthetic limb more than anything.

“No problem, When she’s up for it, I’ll swing by tomorrow and take her to come get her car.”  Rigel’s small coughs cut through the silence that fell between the two before either of them realized that there still was one more person that had to be put to bed. “I’ll...I’ll leave you to it. If you need anything, my number’s in her phone. Have a good night.” Este didn’t wait for Scott to bid him farewell or any other sort of way to thank him for making sure that his wife and son made it home safe.

Estevan made his way down the stairs and into his waiting car where Stella’s keys and her cell phone were sitting prominently on the passenger’s side seat, prime for the taking. He gathered them in his hands and glanced back up at the apartment, where he saw the living room light click off and sighed. He’d make sure that he came by bright and early to drop off the phone and keys, for now, he wanted to get back to the comfort of his own home and blow up the group chat with his discovery. 

[uriel-ignatius121]

Stuck In The Sunshine Riptide

So this little thing is now a fic that I wrote for Dailyreaper76′s fic contest!

Also available here at AO3!

Business was slow at the Talon Teahouse when Gabriel came in for his shift.

Opening a teahouse by the beach in Eternally Sunny L.A. seemed like a wild idea a year ago when Akande asked Gabriel to co-own it with him. They were fortunate enough to find a market for it, especially among the Magical Community.

Being one of the few establishments that was owned and staffed by purely Supernatural beings had a novelty to it that attracted mundanes and tourists of both kinds to their quaint little shop - but that novelty was slowly starting to fade, it was inevitable.

 As Gabriel makes his way from the entrance to the office behind the counter, where Akande has left him a report of last month’s expenses that needed his attention, his eyes scan the shop.

 ‘Amélie and Sombra are at the counter while Genji’s cleaning tables in the dining area ,’ Gabriel makes a mental note. ‘ A couple more hours ‘til the afternoon shift comes in… ’

He notices a few of their regulars were there right on schedule and a couple of unfamiliar faces. ‘ Not bad for a slow morning... ’

 “Morning Gaa~be!” Sombra sing-songs as he passes by. Gabriel raises an eyebrow at the mischievous smile she was sporting.

Leaning heavily on the counter, Sombra crooks a well-manicured finger at his direction, motioning him to come closer.

“What are you up to now, you little witch?” Gabriel grumbles but obliges her as he walks over.

He gives a polite nod to Amélie who was by the cash register before leaning closer to Sombra as she whispers something to his ear.

“Hey hey! check out rubiecito in table 8, he seems to be just your type…” Sombra’s voice was laced with unabashed glee.

 Gabriel follows her eyes to the table at the corner of the shop where a broad shouldered, leather jacket clad blond man currently sits, his nose so buried into a book that Gabriel can barely see his face.

Gabriel begins to categorize the items on the table. The man ordered black tea and french toast, which was barely touched. On the table were several notebooks and what looks like a small wooden box placed right in the center, which peaks his curiosity - but Gabriel squashes that feeling immediately. They get all sorts of folk in this shop, after-all.

 “Get back to work,” Gabriel frowns, waving Sombra away who sticks her tongue out at him, “Remember the last date you guys tried to hook me up with…”

“In our defense, it was Genji who failed to inform us of their nature...” Amélie interrupts them as she walks over, hoping to stop any arguments that might arise between the two.

 “What did I do now?” Genji says with an annoyed huff, putting down a tray of dirty dishes on the nearest empty table. He runs a hand through his already messy neon green hair.

Sombra rolls her eyes before she replies. “Remember Kiku? The nekomata...”

“Ooooh right,” Genji winces at the memory. He carefully hefts up the tray, all cups and plates stable. “Yeah, that was my bad - I didn’t know there was going to be issue…”

“You didn’t see any issues with a mermaid and a cat demon dating?” Gabriel joked dryly.

“Again - I apologize for that, Boss, ” Genji says sincerely but with a mocking bow as he goes into the kitchen area.

 “It wasn't that I didn't like Kiku…” Gabriel rambles on to his now captive audience of Sombra and Amélie, “It’s just… I don’t do casually flings anymore, I’m too old for that-”

“Ha! That’s a joke if I ever he-Aaaah!” Sombra screeches as Gabriel ruffles her hair, messing up her purple faux-hawk.

“You are such brat!” Gabriel grins widely as Sombra struggles to get out of his reach. Her sharp purple nails try to grab his beanie in retaliation, but she fails miserably.

“Ah shit! I kid, I kid, lo siento!” Sombra finally gets away and furiously tries to fix her hair,  Amélie gives them both disapproving looks.

 “But what?” mutters Fareeha between bites of her blueberry muffin. Gabriel failed to notice that the young police officer has been listening to their conversation for a while now.

If she wasn’t the precious daughter of one of his oldest friends and has literally watched this girl grow up from a precocious child to the intellectual but nosy, young lady - Gabriel would find this habit of hers rude, but he was used to it. She always stops by for a snack whenever she was in the area during her patrols.

 “What I meant was, They just weren’t the type I could bring home to meet the family, you know…” Gabriel begins to grab a couple of tissues from the counter and gives them to Fareeha, prompting her to wipe off the crumbs on her pristine uniform.

“Like literally, last I heard was that my parents were slumming it near the Marianas Trench,” He continues as he walks behind the counter and makes his way to office. “They’re still hoping that this whole ‘I-want-to-go-to-the-surface-world’ thing is just a phase, by the way!”

 “Parents… still very much stuck in the old ways,” Genji comments, peeking through the service window, there was a bitter frown on his lips but understanding in his eyes.

“You got that right!” Gabriel nods in agreement as his opens the door. “I’m a couple of centuries old and they still give me shit sometimes! Seriously! When will they--”

 Gabriel suddenly found himself unable to breathe.

Everything felt too hot, too dry. There is a tingling sensation sparking every nerve cell in his entire body, suddenly he feels heavier and before he knew it, gravity has shifted and he was lying on the cold, tiled floor.

 “GABRIEL!”

“GABE!”

“GABRIEL! OH MY GOSH!”

“BOSS!”

 He hears his friends and the other patrons shouting.

He hears the chairs scraping on the floor. Hurried and concerned footsteps getting louder.

 “Alright! Everybody remain calm,” Gabriel hears Fareeha address the crowd that was forming near the front of the shop. “We got this under control, I’m so sorry for the inconvenience but we all could step outside-”

 Gabriel tries to stand up again, but he can’t seem to feel his legs.

There was a numbing ache all over his body, like small pin pricks on every inch of his flesh.

As he once again attempts to push himself off the floor, he sees that his hands are covered in black scales upto his elbows, his nails are sharp and claw-like. Scarred fins have sprouted on his forearms.

 ‘Oh no! Nononononono- ’

 He frantically looks down at the rest of his body.

 Where his legs should be was a long fishtail - black, obsidian scales at the end that lighten up into a bright, ruby red as they get closer to his torso.

Gills on his sides open and close frantically, gasping for oxygen- for water.

His hair that he meticulously keeps in a trendy undercut was now extremely long, curly, wild and tangled.

 He quickly takes hold of the amulet of crystal around his neck, usually it glowed a distracting bright blue causing him to hide it under layers of clothes- the crystal was now dull, a clear sign that it no longer bore the strong spell that it once held and sustained.

 “Wa-wa… water!” Gabriel begs, his voice sounded hoarse and pained.

“Genji!” Amélie ordered, her usually neat bun now in a disarray. “Get those spray bottles from out back, make sure to fill them with water”

“On it! ” And off he goes in a blur of bright green.

 “Gabi? You okay? You hit your head?” Sombra was kneeling beside Gabriel with Fareeha and Amélie struggling to put him into a sitting position. Carefully, Sombra puts a glass of water to Gabriel’s lips.

“I… I’m okay…” Gabriel replies between sips. “I think… the amulet’s dead…”

“Impossible,” Fareeha mumbles out a reply as she inspects the crystal. “I saw how mother made this for you, this was supposed to last you another half century-”

“Well it didn’t… ‘cause I’m currently on the floor literally a fish out of water!” Gabriel says harshly, flashing sharp fangs he didn’t realize that grew back, as he takes off the amulet and handing it over to Fareeha. She flinched slightly at his harsh tone.

“Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to shout,” Gabriel gave out a sigh of exasperation, running a hand through wild, untamed curls. ‘ I remember now why I keep it short, I DON’T miss this… ’

 Genji finally returned with 6 spray bottles in his arms. Amélie and Sombra took two each and begin spraying water all over Gabriel. He started to feel a little less dry, but it wasn’t enough - he needed this to be fixed real soon.

 “It’s okay, I will take this to mother immediately- but it might take a while for her to fix this…” Fareeha replied sadly as she pockets the amulet, “Give or take 3 days?”

“3 days!?! Okay… 3 days…” Gabriel’s eyes went wide, nodding mindlessly. “Right- uuuh, I can’t stay like this for 3 da… urk!”

He is trying real hard to take big gulps of air, his human lungs were barely working properly. The shock of the sudden transition messed them up somehow. With a few deep breaths the tightness in his chest lessens.

 “We need to take him to the beach!” Genji slowly puts an arm around Gabriel.

“We can’t carry him all the way!?! He’s too heavy - Sorry Gabi…” Sombra argues back and gives a non-apologetic smile at Gabriel’s glaring.

“Let me...” Fareeha switches with Genji, she quickly positions her arms around Gabriel’s lower back and near his tail end. As she lifts him up, Gabriel can feel her failing to get a good hold on him and her stance wavering.

“This won’t work, I’m twice your weight Fareeha - especially with the tail,” Gabriel says as Fareeha lays him down on the floor, her arms still around him.

“Then what are we supposed to do Gabe-” Fareeha sounded out of breath, her voice strained.

 A small coughing from behind made them all turn around to see Blondie in Table 8 standing in front of the counter.

“Uh, hi…” Mr. Table 8 gives a small nervous smile and a little wave to everyone. “I might be able to help? I'm Jack.”

 Mr. Table 8-Jack was getting nervous with all eyes on him, a small blush was already showing up - highlighting a cute dusting of freckles on his cheeks.

Now that he was no longer sitting down, Gabriel finally notices how tall he was - maybe taller by a couple of inches even if he was standing on his legs, if he got his legs back. Jack was also no longer wearing his jacket, his short-sleeved shirt revealing his very muscular biceps.

 “I’m gonna put my hands around you, okay?” Jack asked politely and Gabriel gave back a small nod in reply.

‘Hoo~ boy… ’ Gabriel thinks as Jack replaces Fareeha by his side and then strong muscled arms are around him in preparation for a bridal style carry.

“Put your arms around my neck, if you don’t mind?” Jack’s breath tickled his ear, it sent shivers down Gabriel’s spine as he brings his arms around Jack’s neck. “I’m going to lift you now, okay?”

“Yeah, I’m ready.” Gabriel nods and Jack takes a deep breath. With a grunt, up Gabriel goes, cradled in Jack’s arms. Gabriel nails dig a little deeper into Jack’s shoulder unintentionally as he gets lifted of the ground.

“Okay, okay…” Jack says, a little breathless. “I think we are good! Can someone hold on to his tail?”

“I got it, I got it!” Fareeha quickly goes beside Jack and lifts the lower half of Gabriel’s tail.

 “Amélie, close up shop for now - report to Akande asap,” Gabriel says quietly, feeling a little lightheaded, “Genji, Sombra - grab those bottles and come with us.”

“We good to go?” Jack asks politely, his blue eyes going to each staff member before landing on to Gabriel.

‘Damn… they’re really blue… ’ Gabriel nods again in reply, hoping and praying that he wasn’t blushing too hard.

 Together Jack and Fareeha carefully carry Gabriel out of the shop and outside - the beach, the sea, just across the street from them. Sombra opens up an umbrella to shield Gabriel from the hot sun while Genji continues to spray water on his gills. They ignore the few stares they have been getting from passers by.

 “You’re pretty strong,” Gabriel mutters quietly, forgetting that he was close enough that Jack can hear him. “Uhh… Thanks… for uh…” Gabriel waves his hand gesturing to their current situation.

“Yeah, no problem,” Jack quickly answers and flashes him a too bright smile, “Happy to help…”

“G-Gabriel. My name is Gabriel,” Gabriel ignores how his heart skips a beat just like how he ignores the knowing looks from Genji, Sombra, and Fareeha.

“Oh! I’m happy to help, Gabriel, ” Jack says as he carefully readjusts his hold on Gabriel, holding him closer to his body. Gabriel’s lips were just centimeters away from the skin on Jack’s neck, so close that he could count all the constellations of freckles he had.

 Gabriel is trying hard not to think how warm Jack felt, or how comfortable but also really safe he feels to be held in his arms - the skin of Jack’s arm against the bare flesh of Gabriel’s back. He can’t even look up to see how the sunlight casts a golden glow on Jack’s blond hair or stare into those true blue eyes.

 The group efficiently crossed the road, cleverly avoiding traffic while carrying a merman, an umbrella, and several spray bottles. They finally reached the beach, sand crunching beneath their feet. Gabriel can smell the saltiness of the sea and feel the cool breeze. He feels the soft hum of pure energy all over his body the nearer he gets to the sea.

 “Drop me here. I can do the rest,” Gabriel announces to his friends and Jack, patting Jack’s shoulders. “Thanks for the help, Jack-”

“Nonsense, I can take you to the water,” Jack continues walking towards the sea, Gabriel still in his arms. Fareeha, Sombra and Genji remain by the shore.

“You're getting wet, you idiot,” Gabriel complained as he looked down at Jack’s boots and pants getting splashed on by the waves.

“And I can’t let you drag yourself into the water in your state when it is much safer for me to keep carrying you until we reach a more acceptable depth.” Jack says cheerily.

When the water was about 3 feet deep, Jack carefully lowers Gabriel - the temperature shift from the radiating warmth of Jack’s body and the coolness of the water sends another wave of shivers throughout Gabriel’s body.

 Gabriel swims a bit further until he is completely underwater, he takes in deep breathes - forcing an equilibrium between his human lungs and gills. His scales are a bit damaged from the fall and the sun exposure - but they’ll heal with magic. He feels some part of him sing in rejoice and jubilation to finally return to the water.

 “GAH! It’s been so long!” Gabriel shouted as he resurfaced, relief washing over the faces of his friends and Jack. With his tail, he splashed around a few times, getting used to the feeling of having it again - together with the fins, claws, sharp teeth, and long hair.

 “Fareeha, are you sure that there isn’t anyway for the amulet to get fixed faster?” Gabriel swam nearer to the shore, right beside Jack who hasn’t left the water yet. Sombra and Genji comfortably sitting on the sand while Fareeha stands behind them.

“Unless I can figure out what happened to it in the first place, make a proper diagnosis to prevent this from happening again - it’s gonna take awhile for mother to reinforce the right set of spells, even with my help…” Fareeha replies as she takes the amulet out of her pocket to inspect it further.

 Jack slowly raises his hand, his face red with shame.

 “Um… I can answer that…” Jack puts his hands in his pockets, taking deep breaths as he feels all eyes were on him once again. He looked at Gabriel as he began to explain.

“I’m a mage whose specialty is in breaking curses and undoing spells, I was kinda practicing this new spell at your shop when I k-kinda lost focused and the spell must’ve been casted on you purely by mistake…”

“You must be pretty strong,” Sombra’s eyes were glowing purple with interest, “A miscasted spell undoing a century old Transfiguration charm enchanted by not just one Amari, but by two?”

 Jack feels worry and guilt build up in his gut. He really can’t say that the real reason that he lost focused was because the moment Gabriel walked into the shop, he felt breathless and couldn’t stop thinking about how beautiful he was. How the man kept popping up in his mind which caused him to lose focus and cause the spell's misdirection.

 “Behave, Olivia…” Gabriel says out loud with a deep, commanding voice, using what Jack assumes is Sombra’s true name.

“Ugh! Fiiine…” Sombra whined but her smile grew a bit wider. She whips out her phone from her pocket as she checks out the few texts that just popped up. “Anywaay - I sent out an SOS and someone replied that they can may be able to make you a really good Glamour that can give you temporary humanity…”

“What’s the catch?” Genji looks at Sombra with a little suspicion.

“Well… it’s O’Deorain, the Black Witch-in-training…” Sombra says with a grimace, her eyes still on her phone. “And she says her price is negotiable…”

“I say we take it,” Fareeha adds, “The Glamour won’t be on you longer than 3 days, and since nothing is really wrong with the amulet - it won’t take long for us to recast the spell…”

“That’s fine,” Gabriel shrugs casually, running a hand through his long wet hair, “Money isn’t an option - give Moira a text that I accept.”

Sombra quickly types out a reply, and quickly her phone chimes.

“She said she is on her way with her stuff,” Sombra stands up as she pockets her phone and wipes of sand from her pants. “I’m meeting her at the Teahouse, so I’m gonna be getting back…” Sombra kicks Genji's thigh lightly.

“I too shall return to the Teahouse,” Genji quickly stands as well. “We can’t be closed for the whole day and Miss Amélie will need assistance until Mccree and Mei arrive for their shift…”

“I need to get this amulet to mother before my break is over…” Fareeha says with an impish look on her face - which was shared amongst Sombra and Genji, as well.

Gabriel doesn’t like where this is going.

 “It was nice meeting you, Jack!” Fareeha smile was a tad too big as she waves to Jack.

“Yeah, thanks for your help - even if you did kinda caused it in the fi-” Sombra immediately covers Genji’s mouth before he says another word.

“What Genji meant was that, you’re a really cool dude - come by the shop anytime,” Sombra gives them a wink and a little wave. “You guys hang on tight until Moira gets here with her bag of tricks!” She gets her arm around Genji’s shoulder as they both walk back to the shop, Fareeha right behind them.

 “You can go by the way… Nothing’s stopping you,” Gabriel tells Jack as he swims a bit further that earlier, half tempted to swim to the deepest part of the sea.

“I don’t mind waiting a little bit longer… just until you’re back on your feet,” Jack says faking an innocent smile. Gabriel can’t help but laugh at how horrible that joke sounded.

 “But really…” Jack’s face goes serious, then concerned, “I’m not sure what else that spell did to you, so I’m sort of keeping watch for any other side effects.”

Jack gives a nervous giggle, “And… I’m really sorry about that.”

“Speaking of spells…” Gabriel starts as he gets nearer to Jack again, “Sombra's right, you are pretty powerful - undoing a century old spell with only a few choice words…”

 Gabriel couldn’t help himself, he was in his element once again after a long time - he has become hyperaware of the energy surrounding this stranger before him and he is curious and intrigued, and maybe a bit turned on, to say the least.

 “What is a mage of your caliber doing with just tampering with a few bad hexes and illusion spells,” Gabriel says carefully, his eyes never leaving Jack’s as the other man watches him in return. “Those spells are usually child’s play, as long as you know of the intent and methods the original spell was casted…”

“Well… that’s my job,” Jack replies, raising his hands defensively, “I just undo spells and break curses, it’s what I’m good at  - I’m originally from Indiana and I got assigned to a client with a really complicated case so I’m actually out here investigating and doing some research…”

 “A High Level Mage from Indiana - you’re a Morrison, aren’t you?” Gabriel lazily swims circles around Jack.

Jack stares at him wide-eyed as he gives a small nod.

“I have met your kind before… decades ago…” Gabriel continues, thinking about the time that he was still traveling the country.

“Really?”

“Yeah…they’re  kinda the reason why I am not welcome in Chicago anymore,” Gabriel makes a face at the memory. He decides to go under the water to cool his head.

“Oh, seems like we didn’t give you much for a first impression?” Jack continues to watch how graceful Gabriel looks in the water.

How his scales look like gemstones under the light of the sun. His hair is almost reminiscent of smoke, how it ebbs and flows with the water.

 “It happens,” Gabriel says nonchalantly as he resurfaces, distracting Jack from current train of thought, “So I pissed of a mage or two now and then, not really a big deal-”

“What about I make it up to you?” Jack says out loud, “In regards to today’s events, I owe you dinner…” Jack gives Gabriel his most charming smile.

“You owe me dinner?” Gabriel says with teasing tone, one eyebrow raised.

“Well… if dinner is a b-bit too much, maybe lunch - or even brunch?” Jack replies, feeling quite flustered.

“Dinner sounds lovely, Jack…” Gabriel says sincerely. “But I’ll take a raincheck on that dinner for now… because…” Gabriel waves his red-to-black tail in front of Jack before splashing a bit of water at him.

“R-right, right… of course,” Jack stammers out a reply. “And again… I’m really sorry about that-”

“Yeah, I hope you are…” Gabriel says with no actual malice. “It’s really inconveniencing, especially when this really cute guy asks you out to dinner but you don’t know where your wallet or phone or your pants have disappeared off to when you magically regain a fishtail.”

“I’m really, really sorry-” ‘ Wait… he thinks I’m cute? ’

 “Yo Lovebirds! We’re back!” Sombra shouts from behind them bringing a small bag with her.

“What did you do now, Gabriel?” A tall redheaded woman sounded almost amused, she had a rather cruel looking smile on her face and mismatched eyes were glowing with mirth.

 “For your information, Moira…” Gabriel huffs, crossing his arms, “This time it wasn’t my fault...”

“Riiight…” Moira rolls up her pants and takes off her shoes as she steps into the water. As she walks towards Jack, extending a hand out. Jack shakes it politely.

 “I’m Moira O’Deorain,” She introduces herself to Jack, “And you must be the mage responsible for this?”

“Um.. yeah, I’m Jack…” Jack feels uncomfortable under the scrutiny of Moira’s gaze.

“Moira!” Gabriel splashes her lightly, “Are we doing this or what?”

“Because of that, I’ll make you pay double…” Moira walks towards Gabriel as he makes a face at her.

Gabriel's eyes slowly go back to Jack and he gives him an apologetic smile.

“This might take awhile, Jack…” Gabriel swims to Jack and takes his hand, and swims towards the shore, guiding him. “Why don’t you head on home and get a change of clothes? Come back to the Talon Teahouse tomorrow morning, I’ll be there and we can talk about this dinner further until then…”

“Sounds like a date…” Jack chuckles at how Gabriel’s face turns red for a millisecond. Jack finally reaches the shore, Gabriel by the edge of the water.

“See ya later, Gabe,” Jack gives a little wave at Gabriel

“See ya. Jack…” Gabriel waves back before swimming back to Moira

 “Jack! Jack! Over here!” Sombra calls for him by her little spot under the shade of a tree.

 Jack makes his way to Sombra, ignoring how cold he feels from his now wet clothes.

She was holding a small brown paper bag and a regular sized paper cup with a lid.

“Here,” Sombra says as she hands them over to Jack, “This is me apologizing for my behavior from before - it’s a cinnamon roll and some special tea, it’ll help keep you warm.”

“Apology accepted then...” Jack says as he finally notices that he was shivering a bit, he takes a polite sip of tea. The sweet smell and warmth of the tea already taking effect, but he still needs to go home and change. Jack’s gaze wanders to where he parked his car, he prays silently that the meter hasn’t ran out yet.

 “Don’t worry about it, I paid for your meter…” Sombra says sweetly, “No need to pay me back… you aren’t the only one here who has quirky little specialties.” Her eyes glow purple for a half second before returning to their natural brown.

 “Thank you again… I really am sorry about all this-” Jack begins to apologize again, but Sombra raises a finger at him.

“Eh… Water under the bridge! Don’t beat yourself too much about it!” Sombra said as she suddenly has her phone in her hands and is typing something real fast.

 “I just sent you Gabe’s new number - just got him a new phone and other stuff…” Sombra continues to type away on her phone.

“Uhh… I don’t think I gave you my number?” Jack looks at Sombra suspiciously.

“Don’t worry about it, I promise I use my powers for good… most of the time,” Sombra gives Jack a wink. “Don’t forget to text him as soon as tonight, by the way!”

“If you say so…” Jack sighs, it seems that his stay in Los Angeles is going to be very eventful. “It was nice seeing you again,Sombra…”

“Likewise! Don’t be a stranger now, you are always welcomed at the Talon Teahouse.” Sombra gives him her best customer service smile.

“Is that what you always say to people who casts spells on your co-workers?” Jack asks with a smirk.

“He’s my boss, actually,” Sombra giggles and gives him a wicked smile back, “But only when they are obviously mutually crushing each other hard!”

 Jack begins to make his way towards his car. He turns around for a minute, looking back at the sea behind him. He spots Moira and Gabriel still in the water, trying out different spells to see which one would stick.

Jack smiles to himself as he enters his car, his notes and the wooden box on the passenger seat. He gets his leather jacket and searches for his phone in one of the pockets. He finds it and opens the message from Sombra. He reads the number of one Gabriel Reyes and saves it to his contacts.

[wanna-one-imagine]

Wanna-One Ong Seongwoo Boyfriend Scenario!

Another boyfriend scenario, set in a school AU. Enjoy! (You + Ong)

Let’s just say we’re in a school/college setting

Ong is the class clown (he wouldn’t tolerate it any other way)

Loves making jokes and making people laugh

Gets jealous when others are funny (lmao his words not mine !)

If even one person doesn’t laugh, he is unsatisfied

And that one person was consistently you

You honestly didn’t get why he was so obsessed with being funny, especially since you didn’t get his jokes

And to you, he seemed needlessly arrogant

You just didn’t like him. It wasn’t that big of a deal

But whatever, it wasn’t really that big of a problem because it’s not like you were never alone or too close with him

weLP GUESS WHAT

One day the professor said that there was going to be a group assignment, in groups of three

You were waiting for your name to be called, not really paying any attention

As long as you weren’t with Ong, it wouldn’t be a problem, you would hard carry either way

So when the professor called out “Ong Seongwoo”, your attention snapped to ready

pleasenotmepleasenotmepleasenotmepleasepleasepleaseplease

“Kang Daniel,” the teacher called, the two besties slapping high fives with one another

okay okay Y/N you’re good likelihood is very low you’ll be fi–

And “(Y/N)”.

INTERNAL SCREAMING

“nonononONONO” you whisper-screamed, slamming your head on your desk

“(Y/N) is there a problem?” your professor asked

“.. . no.. . .” you meekly replied with your face still on the table, the human equivalent of T_T (oh y/n you krazy kat)

You sulked for the rest of class, and when the bell rang, you picked up your stuff and walked out as fast as possible, trying to delay this (inevitable) meeting with ong for just a little longer at least

You were hurrying through the halls, before you felt a hand grab the clasp on top of your backpack, effectively stopping you from running

“Bro! I got her!” shouted the deep voice of Kang Daniel

Well, shit.

“Jesus christ (Y/N), you should enlist in the olympics for speed walking, we barely caught up to you!” Ong attempted at a joke, making Daniel double down in laughter, and making you blankly stare at Ong’s face

“I wasn’t walking that fast, and that really wasn’t that fun–” you angrily breathed out, before Ong interrupted

“HEY we should all go sit down in the library and discuss our plan for the assignment! Like riGHT NOW!!!!1!!1!11!!” he excitedly commanded, wrapping each of his arms around you and Daniel, dragging you to the library

You three plopped down at a table together, and Ong started spurting ideas for the project, pretty much assuming the leadership position (Daniel nodded along to everything he said and it seems like you didn’t have much of a choice but to go along with it)

You started to zone out, unintentionally staring at Ong’s face as he continued with the ideas: it was the first time he had been serious for so long, and you noticed for the first time that he was an attrACTIVE MAN

But alas, you were unable to snap out of your trance before Ong did it for you, snapping in front of your face and asking you if he was “really that beautiful”, making Daniel crack up

You immediately reverted back to your normal impression of him, scoffing and rolling your eyes

You didn’t say anything, because you thought you would rather say nothing than blow up and insult him or say something mean

You stared at the table now as he continued talking... maybe if you were paying attention or looking at him, you would have noticed that he wasn’t as animated and lively, and instead kind of... sad

After your meeting was over, you left quickly, for real this time, before either of your two partners could get your phone number or contact information

“Why is she so cold... (y/n) didn’t say a word the entire time, she’s making the atmosphere all tensed up now,” Ong sighed to Daniel

“I don’t know, you can’t win over everyone, Ong”, Daniel said, attempting to cheer up his best friend, patting his back

“We don’t even have a way of contacting her, and there won’t be a class with her for another two days, the project is due next week, so how are we supposed to finish this anyway? She should understand that this is her grades too, even if she doesn’t like me,” Ong sulked

“We’ll figure out a way. Don’t worry”

Hours passed, but Seongwoo couldn’t manage to stop thinking about you

He knew that you were normal and happy around other people and your friends, but he had no idea what he had done to irritate you so much for you to treat him like this

Throughout the rest of the day, he tried searching for your phone number by finding your friends and asking them

Partially to contact you about the project, but also because he was worried that you really didn’t like him and he wanted to talk to you and fix that/find out why

Eventually he found a friend of yours who gave him your phone number, and he immediately texted you

From Ong: Hey Y/N, this is Ong, when will you be ready to meet up again to continue on the assignment?

He paced around while staring at his phone, impatiently waiting for a response

He stopped and dropped to a chair when he saw the two checkmarks next to his message, indicating that you had seen the text

He waited for a response,

and waited,

and got nothing.

Angered, he found Daniel and asked him to text you with his own phone

From Daniel: Hey Y/N, Daniel here, when will you be ready to meet again for the project?

Ong peered over Daniel’s shoulder, and gasped when he saw your almost immediate response

From you: Tomorrow afternoon is fine. We can meet in the library

Ong was furious and confused that you had ignored him so blatantly, whining to Daniel and shaking his shoulders, asking what had he ever done so wrong

The next day, Ong arrived in the library, ready to give you death glares until you cracked and revealed the reason for why you hated him so much

He sat at the same table, waiting for you and Daniel, when suddenly he got a text

From Daniel: Sorry bro my dance practice got delayed and I’ll have to meet you there later, good luck with y/n lmaoo

Ong sat back and ran his hand through his hair

Great. Now I have to deal with Y/N on her own... who knows if she’ll even talk to me

You soon arrived, and narrowed your eyes when you only saw Ong at the table where you were meeting up

You sat across from him silently, the both of you literally just staring at each other wtf

Finally Ong broke the silence

“Daniel can’t be here for another hour, so let’s get started, okay?”

You continued staring at him, but automatically nodded in response

Progress, Ong thought, rolling his eyes as he picked up his laptop, out of your field of vision

He started showing you on his computer what he had worked on the previous night

After a couple minutes of talking, he looked at you, finally realizing that you were stretching your neck across the table to see his laptop

“Oh god, sorry, I didn’t know you couldn’t see clearly,” he said, moving around the table to sit in the chair next to you

“You should have said something,” he mumbled, not thinking you would hear, causing you to speak for the first time

“Well, you know what I think? I think some of these ideas are horrible and would earn us very low marks on this assignment, Ong”, you said through your teeth, enunciating his nickname to a point of mockery

Stay calm, at least she’s talking now, be the bigger person, Ong instructed himself

“Oh, well that’s why we’re doing this as a group! So that we can contribute together and bounce ideas off of one another”, Ong said in a tone that was overly positive, earning a magnificent side-eye from you

You shook your head and started giving out proposals of your own, some of which were completely opposite and contrasting to what Ong had suggested, both of you knowing that what you were saying made absolutely no sense

Ong immediately lost all maturity and desire to be the “bigger person”, thinking Oh, so she wants to play this game, ok tRY ME!!!!

“Weeeeell (Y/N), I happen to think that these are horrible ideas that frankly would probably earn us bad marks on the assignment, eh??” smirked Ong, sticking out his tongue at you

And that’s pretty much what happened for an entire hour: both of you giving out your own ideas, purposely making them contrast one another, getting absolutely nothing done

Cue Daniel walking in to the room: “Hey guys what have you accomplished so far, catch me up!”

You and Ong met eyes... and burst into laughter, to the confusion of Daniel

Ong stuck his tongue out at Daniel, you instinctively doing the same, the both of you giggling like little kids

Ever since that moment, the both of you got closer, and your opinion of him slowly started to change

You realized that he was actually pretty funny, once you got over that arrogant impression that you had of him; you didn’t really understand his type of confident humor before but now you were getting used to it

You would still argue and bicker over the course of the project, but grew to appreciate each other’s ideas and... presence

You all gave a successful presentation, but even once the project was over the three of you continued to hang out together

One time you and Ong played that hand game called “tennis”, where you both hold hands and smack the other person’s hand until one of you can’t take it anymore

Ended in tears streaming down your face and a lot of laughing as the both of you desperately tried to hold in your pain for the sake of winning

Lots of fights that turned more and more playful over time, both of you very competitive with one another lmao

When Daniel wasn’t there to laugh at your bickering, the atmosphere between the two of you turned significantly more calm, almost shy even

Definitely not as much fighting, there was way more subtle glancing at one another when the other wasn’t looking

Lots of “umm”s and silences that were sometimes awkward 

oh you GUYSSS...

Ong started to feel more comfortable joking around when it was just you, and when he heard your laugh and saw your smile, it made him indescribably happy, to a point where he got shy and blushy

He felt satisfied just seeing you happy because of him

Like getting your approval was something he wanted so badly, but now that he had it he never wanted to stop making you smile, making you happy

oooooooh someone’s got a cute little crushy wushy

And you couldn’t say you didn’t feel a similar way with him

For a long time, you had never laughed so hard, or been so happy

And now that you did, you felt like something had been filled in you that had never been before

ANYWAY these were feelings that both of you pretty much refused to acknowledge!!! good golly

One day you three were hanging out together in Ong and Daniel’s dorm room, and you and Ong were in the midst of an intense insult battle

“You always had bad ideas during our project!!”

“UH Y/N I could say the same about you”

“Well at least my only talent isn’t folding my goddamn ears”

“At least I have a talent”

“Well I feel sorry that you have that face”

“Well you have a weird laugh anyway so it doesn’t matter if others laugh at you, when you laugh you’re really just insulting yourself”

“Well that’s all your fault because you’re the one that makes me laugh in the first place, so essentially you should take the blame”

“Well that sucks for you because I’m going to keep making you laugh as long as I keep liking you”

“Well– wait, what?”

sldkfjsdlkfj SEONGWOO WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, Ong thought, eyes widening as he realized what he had just said 

Suddenly the both of you heard an awkward cough behind you. Daniel.

“Uh yeah, so this just got weird I’m leaving bye”, he mumbled out, awkwardly running out and slamming the door behind him

You and Ong just stood there, alternating between sneaking looks at the other and staring at the floor

Ong scratched the back of his neck, catching you looking, and confessed, “well I guess I can’t really take that back, can I”

You looked at him and quietly responded, “no, don’t take it back”

“What?”

You felt your cheeks heating up, averting your eyes

“I mean... I’d like it... if you kept making me laugh”

Ong, having gained a sudden surge of confidence thanks to your confession, started teasing you

“HAHA Y/N you like it when I make you laugh?? More like you just plain old like me!!!”

....

“Did you forget that you’re the one who wants to keep making me laugh because you actually do like me?? HAHA yourself Ong”

Yeah so that confession turned into more fighting LOL

Anyway that was the start of that relationship

The playfulness never stops with you two

But more serious times happened with you both, including you apologizing for being mean to him at first/not understanding him, which he totally got

Brought the two of you even closer

Ong loved the sound of your laugh and treasured it

Thanks to that your tummy was always in pain from his joking

Basically when you were together, there was just a lot of laughing

Sometimes Daniel became your mutual target, as both of you joined forces to torture him LMAO

Just a really happy, free-spirited relationship

:)))))

A/N: This ended up much longer than I had anticipated... probably due to the large amount of dialogue lmao. Sorry about that, got carried away LOL

Getting to the rest of your requests! Bit busy right now but I try to update at least once per day :)

and also...

zoo wee mama, thanks for 300 followers!

[nightwhite13]

HI YES HELLO HAVE YOU SEEN THE REIGN OUTFIT? IF NOT PLEASE GO AND SEE IT!! Also, I wrote this after I saw it so I’m sorry if this is bad I JUST NEED TO GET THIS OUT OF MY SYSTEM OKAY

“Oh my god…” Sam said in awe. “It actually worked…” She was holding a crowbar, a broken crowbar.

She dropped the crowbar as if it was burning.

“Okay, I need to… I need to sit down…” She said as she wobbles to find the nearest chair, or fuck, anything that she could use to sit down.

With shaky hands, she hoisted herself to the table. Broken crowbar was forgotten on the floor.

Sam tried to control her breathing and her heartbeat. Nononononono, she’s just a human. She’s just a single mom trying her best to raise her kid.

Not some…

Alien…

Is she really an alien? Nononono. Wait, maybe the crowbar was a bust so that’s why she was able to break it. No, of course not, dummy.

“And where is Supergirl when we need her the most?”

Sam looked over to the radio at the end of the table, called her old-fashion but she prefers to hear the radio when she’s working on the garage.

Supergirl…

A hero…

Ruby said something about a hero…

She said that if Sam is a hero, they could spend more time together…

Sam laughed softly. “And here I thought being a single parent should be considered as a superhero. The only thing that’s different from us and those superheroes are we don’t have superhero costume, well technically we have a costume, several in fact, and…”

Sam stopped. She just had the worst idea ever.

She blinked few times before she looked at the clock on the wall. 3.21 a.m, no wonder.

“I hate three am decisions,” Sam grumbled as she jumped down from the table and went to the living room where she kept her table and her gazillion works from L Corp.

Lena is going to kill her if she abandoned her job like this.

Instead of opening the folder listed as ‘The latest project’, Sam opened her browser and Google:

Idea for superhero costume

In conclusion, she didn’t find the perfect idea costume for her. She just spent two hours for nothing. Well, not really nothing, she got a name for someone that could help her with her costume. It was one of the cosplay forum members, and the kid actually quite nice. He’s been making costumes for cosplayer since seven years ago, and at first, he only made his sister’s costume, which was Wonder Woman, and then someone saw his handiwork and asked him to make their costume.

And the rest was history.

But, since Sam doesn’t have any idea for the costume, there’s not much he could do to help. He did give few tips though. In the end, the decision was all on her.

pparker: you’re really going all out for your daughter huh?

sam008: yes, it’s her birthday and I want everything to be perfect, you know?

pparker: no im not cause I never had a mom before. Your daughter is really lucky to have you.

sam008: I’m lucky to have her.

pparker: but you know, no matter how shitty the costume will be, which won’t happen cause it’s me duh, the important thing is that you’re there for her. That’s all we, the children, always ask. And yeah more money, but still.

sam08: thanks, Peter, and I believe the costume will not shitty.

She needs a mask to hide her face from Ruby and Lena, obviously. Peter also told her ‘no’ for the cape, but Sam insisted and Peter just groaned and said.

“Have you watch The Incredible? Remember what Edna Mode said? NO CAPE!”

“But Superman, Supergirl, and Batman all have a cape.”

“Just wait until they get suck into an airplane engine.”

She decided to use all black for the costume, since she imagines she would be like Batman, only came out when it’s night.

Oh shit, how could she divide her time with all of the things in her life? Ruby and L Corp and Ruby and L Corp and Lena? Is there any booklet or something about being a new superhero? Guidelines? Anything?

All black, which means she has to buy a new lipstick…

“Hey, do you think I’ll look good with black lipstick?” Sam asked Ruby one morning.

“Why?” She asked without looking up from her phone.

“I uh, I’m trying to find a new look,” Sam said. “You know, new city, new job, new me.” She laughed.

“Mom, you look good with any kind of shade of lipstick,” Ruby finally put down her phone. “Or without one. You’re beautiful.”

Sam cooed. “Thanks, honey. You’re beautiful too, you know. And if you want to ask anything about make-up…”

Ruby shook her head. “You know there this thing called youtube right? I can get any makeup tips from there.” She waved her phone.

“Oh.” Sam swallowed; she tried her best not to be crushed. But she failed. “I mean, well, I just, you know, maybe we can go shopping together and all that. You know, mother-daughter time?”

“Will Lena be there as well?”

“Yes, of course… Wait, what?” Sam blinked.

“Lena? I have a feeling she knows a thing or two about makeup, plus the more the merrier, right?”

Sam nodded. “Yes, of course.”

Now she just needed to find a perfect excuse to ask her friend slash boss slash crush to go to the mall with her and her daughter.

Perfect.

“Now, about your hair…” Peter said.

“No, I will not cut my hair short.” Sam crossed her arms.

They were having their routine video call, which only lasts for five minutes.

Peter groaned. “You know your enemy could pull it right?”

“Then let’s do something that doesn’t involve me to cut it!”

Suddenly her private phone vibrated on the table, a message from Ruby reminded her about their weekly ice cream thing.

“Ice cream…” Sam said slowly as she put down her phone.

“What?”

“What about if-” Sam waved her hands-“we use ice cream cone? Well, not the real ice cream cone, but the shape!”

Peter raised his eyebrow. “Keep talking…”

“I could roll my hair using that cone so I don’t have to cut it!”

“They still could grab it, you know…” Suddenly, Peter slammed his fist to the table. “BUT! If we put poison on that unicorn horn-like, the enemy will die after they touch it so you’ll be safe! Also maybe we could add an electric field on that thing, so it could actually protect you. Not just to keep your hair in place!”

“Wait, unicorn horn?” Sam scrunched her nose. “Poison? Electric field?”

“Oh my god, why I never think of it before!”

“No, Peter! No for all of them!” Same made a no gesture using her hands.

“But it’s unicorn! Don’t you get it?”

“What?”

“It’s a bisexual joke. We can see a unicorn on tv shows, but we can’t see a bisexual character even though the character has a thing for man and woman but they would just say stuff like ‘I don’t like labels’.”

“I’m not sure I’m following…” Sam startled when she heard a knock. “Damn it, my meeting will start soon. Okay you know what, yes for the unicorn horn-like, but no to the poison and electric field!”

“YES!” Peter fist pumped. “UNICORN HORN! Wade will be happy when he heard this!”

Sam took a deep breath.

It’s been three weeks since she found out that she actually has superpowers. She even tried to fly and it was kind of a wrong move because she was still wearing her civilian clothes. Oh well.

She tried to contact her mother, she did. But every time Sam picked up the phone she dropped it. Sam was not ready to learn the truth about her.

She was not ready to see what kind of reaction her mother would show her when Sam asks the truth about herself.

There was enough disappointment and judgment for a lifetime from her mother when Sam decided to keep Ruby.

Sam counted to three in her head before she knocked the door.

“Sam!” Peter yelled. “I’m glad you’re here.” He said as he dragged Sam inside and closed the door. “Come on, the costume is done! You’re gonna love it!”

And Peter was right.

The costume was perfect.

Even that unicorn horn-like thing was there.

Sam looked over her shoulder to see Peter, the man raised his hands. “No poison or electric field there, I promise.”

Sam smiled and nodded her head. But then Sam saw one tiny detail...

“The mask…” Sam breathed out.

“Oh yeah,” Peter smirked. “You said you don’t want your daughter to know it’s you, so I use full face mask.”

Sam walked towards the manikin, where her costume was being displayed. She raised her left hand, gentle she touched the mask. For a brief moment, Sam was wondering how in the world Peter could get his hands on this kind of material, she was sure it was not something you can buy anywhere.

“I uh,” Sam cleared her throat. “Could you, um, maybe, change it?”

“Oh, why?” Peter asked. “You don’t like it?”

“Nononono, I like it, it was just…” Sam sighed. “I want the mask to half face.”

“Why? I mean, it’s better with full face so no one could actually know it’s you.”

Sam bit her lips. “I… have my reason.”

Peter tilted his head to the side.

Sam released a shaky breath. “When I was in high school, we have this, um, mask party thing. I have the perfect costume, and the mask was half face, you can see my mouth and nose and also my eyes. But then, I didn’t go the party because I was giving birth to my daughter. So uh.”

Sam laughed trying to defuse her sadness nervousness. “I want to feel it, you know. The feeling of going somewhere where no one knows it’s me and I get to wear this cool outfit. I just… I really want that.”

“Oh,” Peter blinked. “I… I’m sorry. I’ll uh,” he cleared his throat. “I’ll fix the mask right away.”

When Peter stood next to Sam, he patted her shoulder. “Thank you for telling me that.”

“Thank you, Peter,” Sam smiled as she took a deep breath.

“Do you have any idea for the name?” Peter asked before he left the room. “I mean, even for just one day, every superhero needs their superheroes name.”

Before Sam could answer, rain started pouring down outside.

“Damn it, it’s raining!” Peter said. ”I hope Wade brought an umbrella.”

“Make it rain…” Sam mumbled to herself.

“What?” Peter asked without looking up from his phone. “Make it reign?”

Well, reign is better than rain.

Sam smiled. “Yup. Let’s make it reign all over the city.”

[spyroid101]

I will NOT work on other dragon’s bios until I get everyone on the first page bio’d, I will NOT work on other dragon’s bios until I get everyone on the first page bio’d, I will NOT work on other dragon’s bios until I get everyone on the first page bio’d, I WILL NOT-

.......

Oopse... My hand slipped hgdkjsahdjkashdjksa

WELL, TIMELESS AND CORIUS, AS A REWARD FOR BIRTHING ME A BEAUTIFUL XXY BABY, HAVE UPDATED BIOS, YOU GOOD, GOOD KIDS GDSAJGDHJSA

Once again giving a shoutout to @jedicreed-fr​, not just cuz these two’s lore references some events going on in their current lore story, but also because I SERIOUSLY recommend you check out @jedicreed-fr​‘s lore! IT’S EPIC, AND GOSH DIGGITY DANG, THE PLOT BE THICKENING OVER THERE!

So seriously, go check them out! ;D

ANYWHO:

Corius’ Update:

Much time passed in the Windcurrent Clan. Exactly how much time was hard to tell, with all the sudden random time travel trips... But enough time that both he and Timeless had many children, whom each had time to grow and find their own passions. Enough time, that the terms 'Mistress' and 'Lady' eventually were replaced with 'Darling' and 'Dear'. Enough time... for him to fall in love. Even if his cold and calculating database couldn't exactly pull up the word, his organic heart knew exactly what it was. He loved being with her, seeing her smile, hearing her laugh, seeing the way her eyes sparkled when he talked about the different times he traveled to. If nothing else, she was the thing he was most determined to try and find a way to control his time jumps for. So he could help her with her time studies, and see the pure joy in her eyes when she made breakthroughs... and so he knew he'd always be able to return to her. One day, Timeless had a particularly large breakthrough. Rumors of time rifts to the south. And she was determined to find them herself. Neither of them knew how long this trip would take her, but Corius was determined to use this downtime to surprise her. To master his time traveling ability. The Windcurrent Clan didn't see him for weeks. Or, rather, they only saw him for about a single second every few weeks. Time and time again, he jumped, determined to trigger the time traveling device at HIS will, and not it's own. He took a few more seconds to collect himself, ready to make his next jump... But he never got the chance... He was suddenly ambushed by an unseen attacker. The attacker pinned him to the ground, and cut open the synthetic flesh at the base of his neck to overload the time traveling device, destroying it. There was no escape from this assassin, as they then jammed a device into the back of his head, forcing their way into his memory database... ...Another cyborg...? The assassin ignored any and all desperate pleas from Corius, as they tore mercilessly though his memories, forcefully deleting anything they deemed useless... Until they eventually found what they wanted from him. The strain was the constant time jumps, as well has having his databanks torn apart and forcefully downloaded was too much. Corius shut down. The assassin then dragged his body over the cliffs, and dumped it into The Sea of a Thousand Currents, where it would never be found. After all, cyborgs sink, not float... Although most of the machinery was broken down, the still organic parts of Corius continued to fight to stay alive. But it'd only be a matter of time until they succumbed as well... ........... The next thing Corius knew, he felt... Cold. Someone was screaming his name. It was... Timeless? He didn't recognize where they were. It didn't look like any land he'd ever seen or heard about... He heard Timeless, frantic, angry, demanding to know who had hurt him. But all he could say was "NONONONO- S-STOP- PLEASE- DON'T- STOPSTOP- NO- DARLING- PLEASE- HELP- WHY-" It was then, when a white and red Tundra walked in, placed a paw on his head, and he once again fell into blackness. Throughout his days of resting, he overheard the Tundra and Timeless speak. Apparently, Timeless had lead this Tundra, Cerise, into finding out that he was in trouble, and rescuing him. And now they were both working on repairing him back into working order with... some strange ability Cerise had... One night, Corius awoke to the sight of Timeless, sleeping protectively around him. Around her were several notebooks, all her research on time travel... Corius felt his heart sink, when he suddenly realized... His time traveling device was still broken. He couldn't help his beloved Timeless with her dream of time travel without it... ...Well, he determined, that if this Cerise was able to keep him alive, then surely, they'd be able to fix his time travel device, right? And so, Corius sought out the Tundra, and asked for his help. Unfortunately, Cerise told Corius that while he had the ability to convert metal into flesh, and heal the wounds... that didn't make him an engineer... ...But... there was ONE way Cerise could give Corius his time traveling abilities back... Corius told him he'd do it, and Cerise warned him that there'd be no going back. This would be permanent, and he'd never be able to go back to his clan because of it. So be it, it wasn't like Corius was going to just go back to his assassin anyway. And he'd do anything to be able to be helpful to his beloved again. And so, Cerise once again placed his paw upon Corius' head. And in that instant, Corius felt pain. A greater pain then he could have ever imagined pain to even feel. And then, before he knew it, he was back in the Windcurrent Clan... Only... he wasn't really. He was only a spectator. He saw the faces of his old friends and co-workers. They seemed... sad? Were they missing him...? And then he saw the faces of his and Timeless' beloved children, who's names had been mercilessly removed from his mind by his assassin. ...And then, there he was. Watching his own assassination attack. Completely helpless to stop it. Over and over again, he kept jumping back to the time of the attack. Pain, sadness, fear and rage all washed over him. Corius was not used to having all these emotions! HE JUST WANTED IT TO STOP!! And then... Just like that, he was back in the unknown place with Cerise. Corius' body felt weak and overheated, he could hardly even move, but he could see the flying tome that was in front of him. It looked a lot like the familiar that the Windcurrent Clan's Light Ambassador had... Only... ...Only this book... had several rows of sharp, pointed teeth in it's pages. From the book's 'jaws', it spat out a... a dead water sprite... Then, the sprite's body was suddenly engulfed in a black substance, before an entirely new creature crawled out of it. It... looked like a sprite... but something about it was just... wrong. Before Corius could think about the meaning of all of this, he suddenly felt that familiar, tingling tug on his body. He was going to time jump again. Somehow, some way, he just knew he'd be sent back to the scene of his attack. He didn't want to see that again! Nononononono-! Without even thinking, Corius found himself reaching out, and grabbing the sprite-like creature. ...And just like that, the tingling feeling ebbed away, and his started to feel his body gradually cool off. He took this time to look in a nearby puddle, and was suddenly shocked to see his once ice-blue eyes, were now a golden color, and his pupils were now the shape of hourglasses. Corius caught a glimpse of Cerise nearby. The Tundra had a pleased grin on his face. "Welcome, Avatar of Time." He said.

Timeless’ Update:

...Those gossipers, however, could have never predicted the arrival of a time traveling cyborg, and much less predict that he'd steal Timeless' heart. At first, Timeless was simply just being friendly and curious. Helping the cyborg repair himself, and chatting with him about what he'd seen on his travels. She enjoyed spending time with him, and he seemed to enjoy spending time with her. And, before she knew it, she was watching over a nest of their young. She didn't mind that Corius kept poofing off to other timelines. It wasn't his fault, he couldn't help it. It did, however, strengthen her resolve in discovering the secrets of time. Because, if she could, there was a chance she could find a way to fix the time traveling device within Corius, and then he'd no longer have to be afraid of never being able to return home. So when she had heard about mysterious time rifts reported to be seen near the south, well, Timeless just HAD to go see for herself! For weeks and weeks she traveled, hearing many stories about someone called "The Elementless", a dragon born with no element, whom had the magical power to change a dragon's element, even to that of TIME, an "element" with no God. Even if this rumor turned out to be untrue, the origin of the story would be a wonderful entry for the history books. And so, she sought out this "Elementless", and came across Cerise. He agreed to show her his powers over the element of Time, so long as she promised not to record the event, or reveal where it had taken place. The historian within her was crying in outrage, but her curiosity and excitement was too grand to argue, and so, she agreed. There, Cerise used the element of time to open several time rifts, right before Timeless' eyes! The sight was so awe inspiring, she had to see more! And so, Cerise demonstrated some of his other abilities. Metal, Blood, Venom, Cloud... When he went to show her the element of Mind, the elemental energy suddenly hit her with a vision: Corius... Corius was hurt! When Cerise asked what was wrong, Timeless could hardly get a full sentence out through her tears, the vision was so strong! He then simply asked her where her clan was, and when she told him, he simply vanished in a flash of golden light. Not two seconds later, the Tundra reappeared, completely drenched, holding Corius' limp body in his jaws. Timeless' stomach churned at the sight of him, the lights of his eyes completely dim, and oil leaking though several lacerations... Cerise, however assured her that Corius was still alive, and then proceeded to use the element of Metal and Life to try and heal his wounds. Quickly, Timeless joined him, helping out in any way she possibly could. Timeless tries to convince herself that this just had to be an accident, but the way the wounds were made... it was clear, they were deliberately made. But any attempt to try and ask Corius who had done this to him, just lead to him breaking down, shouting strings of desperate, frightened pleas. Fury build up inside Timeless. Not only had someone tried to kill her beloved mate, they'd mentally scarred him! But all she knew was that there was an attempted assassin in the Windcurrent Clan, she had no idea who it could have possibly been... ...Going back home was not an option. It wasn't safe. Not for Corius, and not for her. The day Corius felt comfortable enough to reveal the identity of the assassin- assuming that day ever came- would be the day she'd return home. To rip that assassin's head off. In the meantime, Timeless stands protectively at Corius' side. Sometimes writing letters to her friends from the Windcurrent Clan, but never revealing her location, or the fact that Corius is still alive. She just simply makes sure that those she's close to know she's alive, and so the assassin will be none the wiser that they failed...

Horaz:

While on her journey to find the Elementless, Timeless found herself spending the night at a peculiar Tundra's house. Peculiar in the sense that, she owned cats... Quite a few, in fact... A LOT OF CATS. Timeless counted no less then twenty in each room of the den. But, the felines all seemed healthy, and the dens were quite clean, considering the number of felines inhabiting them, and the old Tundra was such a sweetheart, she really didn't have room to judge. Come the next morning, and Timeless was off again on her journey. It wasn't until over an hour in, that she noticed something wiggling around in her bag. When she landed to check it out, she found the dark, hairless feline. The little thing must had smuggled his way into her bag last night when she was sleeping. Timeless considered turning around and trying to find the Tundra's den again, but... the way the cat just... looked at her... It almost felt like he was suppose to be there. Well... he did seem to be happy in her bag, and the old Tundra seemed to have her paws full of all those other cats, so... maybe she wouldn't miss one... Timeless decided to name the feline "Horaz", the timekeeper. Ever faithful, the feline happily stays in Timeless' bag. Only coming out during pit stops to play and 'do his business', and at night, to snuggle up in Timeless' warm mane when she sleeps. While Timeless finds the feline adorable, other claim it, quote "Looks like it knows too many things a cat shouldn't..." When questioned how much a cat should be able to know, or even WHAT a cat should even be able to know, nobody can provide an answer... ...Probably best not to think too hard about it...