#and probably asked her to take the wig off before they really Got Started

[opiopal]

I was thinking abt this and I wanna ask, does anyone else have any little headcanons that are canon but only to their own personal Mc that literally doesn’t make any sense but you have it bc YOU like it? Cause I sure do,

one of them is that Luci does my Mc’s hair every morning,

like, this is a day one thing which is what makes it a little wonky. My mc, as seen in drawings I’ve done of her, doesn’t really have her hair controlled apart from her two front braids, which she grows for like, growth from trauma. Her entire head of hair is very thick and untamed, and she rly only brushes it. she has a hard time doing her own hair so that’s how she just leaves it, (she has a few visual impairments and sometimes her hands just don’t listen to her) SO, first day at RAD she does her usual thing of just brushing out her hair and leaving, however Luci notices their hair looks just as messy as when he had first met her. He just thought she was such a mess bc she got randomly teleported, but does she seriously just live like that?? so he stopped her before she left and tied her hair up into a simple high ponytail, tied off with a purple bow to match her uniform tie. Really it was because he didn’t want the exchange student to look bad, because it would also made Lord Diavolo look bad. He didn’t want anyone to assume anything about Diavolo, and he makes sure to make that clear to her, he wasn’t doing this because he wanted to, it was just because he didn’t want the future king to be shamed. (Though I’m sure that paternal instinct in him also was kickin in but we know he would never admit it..)

over time it becomes a routine, he tried to get mammon to try and do their hair… but ofc he didn’t want much to do with mc in the beginning so luci always had to step in. He (kinda harshly) questioned my mc as to why she just doesn’t do it herself, which she, while embarrassed, awkwardly explained that she has a hard time with it and she’d rather not get into why. But she did stress that he didn’t have to do it! It’s completely fine! Yet every morning he’s ready with a hair tie, hairbrush, and the bow to do their hair. Honestly, my mc is absolutely a creature of habit and does NOT want it to be ruined, she needs all the stability she can get dang it! So it doesn’t sit right with her if there’s a day where her hair doesn’t get done by him, and it gets weird for him too if he doesn’t do it, like something in his schedule is missing. Even when all the tense crap is going on and Luci and mc lowkey are close to murdering each other, she’ll still walk into his room in the morning, hand him the stuff, and turn around. And he’ll do it, she’ll say thank you, then leave.

I can also imagine the other brothers wanting to try and help too, but mams struggles a bit with her hair(though he gets used to it and helps often once they start dating<3), Levi got really embarrassed but tried his best! He’s honestly good bc of styling cosplay wigs.. but she doesn’t always want ruri-Chan pigtails…. S8n would probably get frustrated but still manage a cute hair style, asmo… gets carried away, suddenly he’s braiding and curling- then doing a different style to see what else he could do- and it’s just a mess. I don’t think sweet boy Beel could manage much beyond helping to brush hair, which she can do just fine, and belphie… doesn’t know how to take care of his own hair let alone someone else’s, so he wouldn’t try lol,

another little thing I have with her is that like, she LOVES fruit, like, I like to imagine RADS cafeteria is kinda like a buffet but with the main course always changing, so she always gets like, a burger or something, and stuffs the rest of her tray with cut and uncut fruit, nearly every snack she has is fruit, So I have it like, if you were to give her a plate of fruit she’ll just zone out and eat it until it’s gone, then come back into reality. So it’s sometimes used to the brother advantage when they need to do something without mc stopping them or telling Luci, literally they just give her a bowl or plate of fruit and she blanks out til it’s gone, then she’s like “wait where tf did they go”

AND another thing is that she often has tea with Diavolo! It’s a weekly thing, they go and vibe together and just chit chat while barbatos makes sure their cups are never empty, over time she does actually get the both of them in on the convo, despite the fact that at first Barb insists on them enjoying their little hang out, since the young master has just been dying to see his human bestie, but he caves and usually joins in after a few visits

also my mc and luci have a father daughter thing going on, since he looks/reminds her of her father who she only knew for the first few years of her life, and Luci is just.. well himself, but ofc the game kinda ruins it for me sometimes🥲 I just pretend them hanging out is just wholesome fun bonding time and not an implied date 😔

[cibeebutinhell]

Stolitz Week 2024

Day Four: Human Disguise/Blending Family (ao3)

Running into your sort-of date’s daughter in the human world while wearing a dress and wig probably didn’t help her opinion of you.

“What are you doing here?”

Blitzø was just about to snap at this girl to fuck off, but the slightly hooked nose, the softer but still inhuman glow to her eyes cut his aggression off, so instead he stammered: “Octavia?”

Octavia looked so unimpressed with him that Blitzø felt like he was getting bullied by the tilt of her mouth alone, even though he was more than ten years her senior. Maybe it was the Goetia pride that oozed off her naturally, or — more likely — it was because she was Stolas’ daughter and he was always a little afraid of that.

“Unnnnnf.” Blitzø was suddenly very conscious of the fact that he was by all means, dressed as a slutty college sorority girl (with clothes he stole from Moxxie’s wardrobe). Not that he was self-conscious about being in makeup and a dress. Hell-knows he did that enough when clubbing, but it was not really something he wanted Octavia to see when her opinion of him was already lower than the last ring of hell. 

She was still waiting. Blitzø belatedly remembered he was asked a question. 

“I’m looking for a gift. For Loona. For her two-year sobriety anniversary. She probably doesn’t even remember it but I do and I heard about this species of spider that sounded interesting from…” — your dad— “...sooo, that’s what I’m doing. Here. In a dress.”

Octavia looked down at his clothes like she was only just noticing it, and her frown somehow managed to deepen. Blitzø felt his nervous smile wobble. Sweat collected in his ass crack. Why didn’t he just wear a thong like a true sorority slut?

“No luck so far.” Blitzø tried to fill the uncomfortable lack of response with some uncomfortable response. 

“I can see that,” Octavia said. “Did the spiders do that to you?”

By “that,” Blitzø assumed she meant the torn and smudged clothes and the scratches all over him. “Oh, pfft, no. I accidentally stepped on a snake and it bit me. The venom got me so high I fell into a bush.”

Silence.

“Okay, there were several bushes. On the way down a cliff.”

“Uh-huh.” 

They stood, staring just past each other’s shoulder for a few moments, before Blitzø rubbed his arm and said, unnaturally civil and lacking in lewd vocabulary, “Well. I’ll leave you to your…thing. And I’m just gonna…yeah.”

Blitzø scampered off. When he thought he had a good distance between them he stopped and put his face in his hands. Fuuuuuuck….

Wallowing in mortification was familiar to him but this was a whole new kind of pit, since he had been trying so hard to get Octavia to hate him less so Stolas wouldn’t be put in a tough position. The last few attempts (when they ran into each other in the palace) had been icy ( Octavia) and awkward (Blitzø) and Stolas looked as though he would burst into tears on the spot when Octavia would just walk away without saying anything to either of them. Blitzø always left very soon after each encounter, and his self-hatred was only soothed a little when Stolas would ask him to stay, to just let him talk to Via first. He never stayed. 

Yeah, so, fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

“You said it was for Loona?” A voice suddenly popped up behind him.

“HOLY FUCK!”

“Wow. I thought you were supposed to be an assassin.” Octavia looked up at the low branch where Blitzø had decided to take refuge. 

“And I thought you were,” Blitzø dropped down before her, patting himself to conceal his blundering response to a teenage girl sneaking up to him. “Somewhere else.” 

“I want to help you find the spider.” Octavia said. 

“...Really?”

“My dad sent me to practice collecting plant samples, so I’ll probably come across them at some point anyway.”

“Oh, uh. That’s good. Thanks.” Then because Blitzø was so astonished and confused, he added another “Thank you?” with the question mark loud and clear.

She didn’t look at Blitzø, started in a direction seemingly at random. “It’s whatever.”

They walked in tense silence for a few minutes before it became too much for Blitzø.

“Your dad kept nagging me about coming up there without at least attempting to pass as a human.”

“And why did you pick,” Octavia made a vague gesture with her hand. “That?”

“It’s easier to get away with things as a girl.” Blitzø paused and took a chance, blinking up at Octavia dramatically and hoping her sense of humor was somewhat similar to her father. “And looking cute is just a bonus.”

Nothing. Blitzø considered pitching himself off the nearest cliff. 

“Pfft,” came the tiniest, most understated snort. Blitzø’s dramatic puppy eyes suddenly became very genuine and very watery. Octavia turned the snort into a cough.

“I only laughed because that was ridiculous.”

“Hey,” Blitzø replied easily. “That’s what clowns are for.”

After that the quiet air between them was less one that made Blitzø regret not becoming a relatively respectable citizen of hell and more one that had him checking Octavia’s expression every so often to make sure he wasn’t irritating her with his proximity alone. So far so good. Maybe.

Octavia was quick at locating the spiders’ whereabouts, though left the catching to Blitzø, watching silently as Blitzø darted around trees, plucking them up from their webs. 

“Never thought of you as particularly athletic,” she said when he landed neatly next to her, jar full of crawling spiders. “I always assumed you just used guns for your work.”

“I do love a good bullet through the head,” Blitzø grinned. “But I was raised in a circus and it’s all muscle memory,  like learning how to ride a —” Blitzø cut himself off before accidentally making things very, very weird.

“A bike?” 

“Eh, close enough.”

Thankfully, Octavia’s attention was elsewhere. “Dad loves the circus.”

“Yeah. That’s where we met.”

The shock must have been truly intense because for a second her human face morphed back into a demon before pulling itself together again. “What? I thought you guys met when—”

The unspoken “When you fucked my dad and ended my parents’ marriage” hung very loud and charged at the end. Blitzø’s tail swished back and forth anxiously.

“We actually met when we were both kids. His dad brought him to my family’s circus for his birthday or some shit. Then my old man decided to sell me to spend a day with Stolas.”

“That’s…extremely troubling.”

“If it makes it any better, I don’t think your dad ever found out about that.”

Even more shock. “He doesn’t know?”

“I sure as hell aren’t going to tell him.” Blitzø pursed his lips, feeling somehow protective of Stolas in front of the man’s own daughter. “It doesn't matter anyway. I ended up having a great time. Stolas was really sweet.” It took him a second, then Blitzø started sputtering. “I mean he was fun! Not the, not the other thing. We had fun.”

In an uncharacteristically droll tone, Octavia teased, “Aw, did you have a crush on him?”

“What? No!” 

“You so did!” 

“I really, really didn’t.” That was true, but Blitzø suspected the way he was struggling to keep his blush down made it hard to believe. It didn’t help that now he had a big, fat, scary crush that was embarrassing for someone over the age of thirty to have. 

Octavia giggled. So really, Blitzø had no choice but to let her have this win. 

“Let’s go then.” She seemed to have a complete turn in her mood. 

“Go where?”

Octavia didn’t answer. Instead she flicked her fingers at him, and his torn and tattered clothes repaired themselves to better condition than they were in before. Blitzø couldn’t see, but he suspected his makeup was all pristine and way classier now as well. He guessed he shouldn’t be surprised that Stolas’ offspring learn spells of improving appearance before spells that mutilate your enemies. 

A portal opened up. “Where are we going?” Blitzø asked again. And again, Octavia didn’t answer. They stepped through, onto a very expensive and posh looking street in front of an equally posh hotel. Blitzø was about to be extremely childish and obnoxious to get an answer out of Octavia when a familiar voice interrupted him: “Via, darling! You finished your work so quickly! How wonderful — oh, who’s that with—”

Stolas’ rambling cut off when their eyes met. Blitzø didn’t think much of humans, so he thought it was unfair for Stolas to look so pretty as one, but Stolas burst into a full-blown blush at the sight of him first. 

“Blitzy!” Stolas’ red eyes were almost blending into his red face. “What are you doing here?”

“We ran into each other,” Octavia said. “Where’s Loona?”

“She’s at our usual table, dear.”

“Loona’s here?” Blitzø asked. 

“Why don’t you go and find her. I’ll go order you something. You must be starving.”

Octavia just hummed and shot Blitzø one last look. “The brunch here is great. You should try it.” And walk through the hotel entrance.

“Did she just invite me to stay and have brunch with you guys?” Blitzø asked dumbly.

“Blitzy.” Stolas didn’t answer his question as well — what the hell was wrong with this family? — but instead tugged him behind some ridiculous hedges that were shaped like people. “You cannot just show up with no warning—”

Blitzø shrank into himself. 

“ —looking so cute. It’s too much for me. I need at least a two-hour notice to prepare myself—”

Blitzø looked up at Stolas like he was crazy. “What the fuck are you yapping on about?”

Stolas bent down to look Blitzø in the eyes. “I am going to kiss you now.”

Blitzø was very confused, very hot, and very weak in the knees. “Okay.” 

It took them a solid twenty minutes before they made their way into the hotel restaurant, and also completely forgot to order anything. Luckily their daughters were smart and knew their dads too well. Stolas and Blitzø were greeted with a table full of food and pastries and strong smelling coffee, with seats readied for them by the side of their family.

(Day Three) ← →(Day Five&Six)

[yubellia]

Miraculous London. My opinion and … a problem(?).

Soooo…. The new special. It’s here. Before I start, I would like to say that I watched it ‚somewhat‘ completely. I watched reactions, snippets and videos with heavy filters on top for copyright reasons.

However! I think I got enough to have an opinion.

So! Spoilers ahead! You have been warned!

First, I loved seeing Lila and get a feeling for her as the villain. The writers couldn’t resist the urge to make her look like a psycho but… I think this tells us a lot about her character. What we saw was a mental breakdown but she recovered relatively quickly. Remember when Sabrina and Marinette exposed her? After what we know now, I think she was really keeping it together while boiling on the inside.

Also, this special gave us new questions. Lila didn’t seem like the person to be into sports. We now know, that it was mostly because she is wearing a disguise most of the time. She can‘t have her makeup or wig fall off. However, it now seems like she has some fighting skills. Unless that was part of her transformation. (A shame that we didn’t see that process. And an even bigger shame because we didn’t see her wish. What does she want?!)

Lilas Plan was pretty smart too. I mean, once you know how it works, it’s not THAT special but since she works alone, it was pretty crafty. First giving herself the power to find out who ladybug is and once she knows, taking the power to be untouchable but able to take what she wants. I still remember how people asked how one girl is supposed to be better than a grown man with lots of money at his disposal and all his options. Well…. We just saw it! I thought that she would use her knowledge to manipulate Adrien. That the writers would use that to show how Adrien CAN‘T find out the truth. I think they will do that but later. Although getting Adrien akumatized again is getting old by now.

I didn’t like how the ‚fight‘ became a joke once Marinette changed the notebook. It was the normal ‚I‘m the hero and I will get you.‘ speech. However, Lila is mad now. And we know, once she gets mad, she gets extreme. So we should be excited for that. Also… was it because Lila wore a full body disguise or why didn’t Marinette see through her? I mean we had villains that turned into monsters, stone and more. She still knew who it was. What was different this time? Was it because Lila didn’t speak? So many questions!

So overall the special was… ok. Why only ok? Because I think, they could have turned this into a longer special episode. It didn’t really FEEL all that special. It didn’t feel like Shadybug you know. I mean we did get confirmation that yes, Lila is using the Miraculous better than Gabriel did. But that’s pretty much it…

Why is she better at it than Gabriel? When she was Hoaxxer, Nathalie gave her all the information she needed. Including most likely the decoded book. Meaning that she is pretty much on the same level as Marinette when it comes to knowledge.

Now…. The problem I have with this special…..

I watched the last scene of season 5 just to be sure. I had this weird feeling during the special… and it got confirmed. This special takes place after Marinette lies to Adrien and before we get this last scene with Lila. With the blue light and all that. So… why is Lila still in her Cerise disguise? I mean she could have changed that. Ok. But where is Nooroo? We saw him in the special. Is he trapped in the miraculous? Maybe. But more importantly, this scene takes place AFTER we are all the heroes with the miraculous. So it’s AFTER this special.

What is this light?! What happened to her?

We still don‘t know. At first I thought it could have been something with time traveling but that doesn’t seem to be the case. Could this be a retcon? If so, it’s only a little one but I am confused because Lila still seemed so fixated on Marinette. Although that’s probably only her own drive for vengeance.

Anyway. I liked this special. It introduced the new villain pretty well and Marinette admitted that she is better than Gabriel. But aside that, it wasn’t all that much. Sorry.

[dcfanficsgalore]

...Ready For It?

The Quill x Elastic!Fem!Reader

Warnings: Punching, kicking, reader morphs her body a lot.

4134 words (... I don't know how)

h/n = hero name

Masterlist

Summary: You and The Quill have to team up for a mission, will you succeed?

A/N: Hiya! So, I'm gonna ask for a little thing, if you enjoy the fact that y/n uses H/N as a stand in for hero name, tell me. But if you don't I can change my current works to use silly super hero names I (and you in requests) Come up with. Enjoy! <3

The Quill knew she only had one shot at this, the shipment would be leaving New York in the morning, she had to find out who was behind it and stop the virus from leaving the city and entering the wide world.

Her contact told her where the intel was, after calling her nuts for trying to break into it. And looking through her spyglass searching for entrances she had to agree… But! The city was counting on her, and she could not let whoever it was behind this get away with it.

She took a deep breath, taking apart the spyglass and putting it back in their spot upon her suit. Her fingers went up to adjust the brunette wig she was wearing to cover her real blonde locks. It also doubled as a helmet with her masquerade seeming mask. She gave her gold and crimson Red suit a couple tugs, double checking everything else, and after making sure she was all ready, she attached her grapnel to her glove and braced as she shot it at the blind spot in the cameras, climbing toward the roof, where she saw her entrance. It was a vent cover that went down to the ventilation system of the whole building.

When The Quill reached the top, she noticed you… Not really, she noticed a weird shadow and her mask alerted her of the other presence.

“That is the worst disguise you ever tried” She said to the vent cover stuck to the edge of the building.

“It could exist, and it’s not like the guards would notice…” You respond, slowly forming back to your regular shape, your white and black suit and mask a contrast to your… colorful personality, you had told Quill that you were so much more than ‘annoying’. Quill would never understand how your powers work. She took a look at your suit as it came into its shape again, the white and purple contrasted, she told you that, but you just shot back saying that her red and golden suit wasn’t much better. At least she had a mask that covered her eyes, instead of the mouth covering cloth you used.

“What are you doing here, h/n?” She asked, kneeling in front of an actual vent and using a quill to start unscrewing it.

  “Probably the same thing as you, Quill. The virus has been making the rounds in the underworld. You want the intel?” She nodded. “Let’s team up!” You say, excited, which earned a small groan from her. “I work alone,” was her response, as she slowly took off the first screw.

“Come on… You know I’m useful, and your broody nature only makes me want to stay.” To prove your point, you stretched your arms, wrapping them around the vent cover and pulling it off with minimal noise.

If you could see her eyes through the mask, you would see her rolling her eyes and tossing a comm to you before climbing in without another word. You put the vent cover aside and raised your mask high enough to put the comm in your ear, then slipped next to her. your body moved in a manner akin to wet noodle, Quill had to admit.

As you two crawled through the vent, you reached a downturn. “We need to go down. Until floor 13,” Quill said, pulling out her grapnel again. You stopped her. “Just grab on.” You secured your legs on the top and stretched down to the next intersection.

As you do so, to the right floor of the vents, you feel The Quill start to climb down your body. “Ugh, I’ll never get used to this.” She says, using your body as a grip to climb down the vent shaft.

When she got down to the intersection, she quietly let go of your suit and crawled further on… Well, where your torso ended. Your neck was stretched way beyond her position, where you were probably doing recon. She gave your stretched neck a tickle to say she was down already, and your butt started coming down. As you walked slowly down, both your butt and your head arrived at the same time. You glared at your butt for being late, and you missed the small smirk the often stoic Quill gave you. 

“They have a patrol. The camera room is close by… I guess they wanted to cut costs on wiring the server room and camera room to different floors,” you reported, and the Quill nodded in acknowledgement. “Good. We’ll separate and take one room. You’ll take the server room, I’ll take the guards watching the cameras, and wipe any footage of us they might have.” She looked down with a finger on her chin as you nodded, not one to question her plans.

“You wait for my signal to start doing your thing,” she added quickly, knowing your pension to do what you wanted and being quite flighty.

“Yeah yeah… I know,” you said. “The camera room is down that vent, mine is ahead.” You pointed in the right direction, and The Quill nodded.

“Good luck h/n, don’t screw up your part.” She said, with a warning before crawling away. 

You rolled your eyes under your mask, slithering away.

A few seconds of crawling went by, and The Quill found herself right above the guard room, the glow of the screens showing the camera's feed lighting up the vent she was in softly.

She took a small mirror on a stick and looked around… She counted 4 guards, and it seemed easy enough. She also noticed a  door cracked open, which was probably for air, and that was all she needed to throw her voice.

“H-Hey guys, what’s this?” She spoke in a deeper voice, trying to lure the guards to the door. She tries to sound scared, unsure, like a newbie. Her efforts were rewarded as the two that were by the door looked around, confused as they walked out, leaving only the two that were sitting down watching the cameras. She carefully took the vent cover off, shuffled quietly to the door, and locked it. It wouldn't buy her infinite time, but just enough to cover her escape. Next, she stealthed her way to the sitting guards, put her hands beside their heads and…

WHACK

Their heads knocked into each other, putting both out of commission with one move. 

She quickly pushed one off his chair, settling into position. “You’re clear for the server room.” She spoke to her ear piece, watching the guards movements outside the server room, and yours inside it. She saw you slide in and walk around the servers. “It’s…” She clicked around the screen, checking what server housed what information. “Behind you, third one on the left, just download the info and make yourself scarce.”

She watched you open the server rack, pulling out the keyboard tray and sticking a thumb drive in the port. “Okay, downloading the informa- Oh… Uh oh…” You started to say.

“What? What’s uh oh? Speak Now, dammit” She says frantically, as the guards she distracted earlier was coming back to the room she’s currently in.

“This is… Bigger. Way bigger than we thought. I'm downloading everything, but it’s gonna take some time,” you say, looking at the embedded screen of the server. “How much time?” The Quill asked. “Like… 1-3 minutes?” You answered, not all that sure. Quill huffed, not liking this deviation from her plan.

“Fine, I’ll make something happen. Just stay with the drive.” She huffed, clacking away on the keyboard, blanking the cameras and putting a virus that would corrupt the recordings. She heard your confirmation and had barely enough time to get out of the chair to duck into the shadows in the corner of the room.

The door opens, and the guards that she distracted came back in. They saw the knocked out guards and they panicked, reaching for their walkie talkies. That's when The Quill made her move.

She quickly throws down two smoke bombs, making the dim room even darker, and then she starts fighting the closest guard. She sweeps his leg, then elbows him in his face as he was falling, making sure he’d stay down. The second, bigger guard, had barely any time to react as she flicked a steel quill from her glove, cutting his belt that held the gun and walkie talkie. Soon, she brought her leg above her head to kick him across the face. To her surprise, he took it in the face and threw a punch back. The Quill dodged the slow counter-attack, but was forced to step back. Using his momentum, she clocked him on the face again with her fist. It slows him, but he still hasn’t gone down.

“Hm,” was all she said. She could knock him out with brute force, but that would take time that she did not have. She would have to use something else… An idea lit up in her head, and she takes her grapnel. She pulled the cord and gave herself enough rope for her plan. She waited for him to throw a punch again before the strike hit.

WHOOSH

She ducked under, wrapping his fist in her rope before dodging behind him, circling around. She went high for his wild haymaker with the other hand, tying them together before finally pulling with her entire strength. The big man fell, letting out a big ‘oof’ as he crashed belly first on the floor. The Quill quickly shot the grapnel, attaching it firmly to the concrete wall and knocking the man out with a well placed kick. She had to be sure.

“How far along is it, h/n?” She said to her comm. 

“What? Nearly done. Kinda busy… Call back in a sec” She heard you struggling. “Goddammit…” She muttered.

h/n, Self-Appointed Greatest Stretchy Hero Ever, excited about her team up with The Quill

When you got the tip that the intel on whoever was behind the bio-attack on Manhattan was in this building, you barely let your friend finish speaking before jumping on your motorcycle and raced across town to the building that housed the info.

The ship with the virus was leaving town in the morning, and that was unacceptable. You had work in the morning! And you had spent so many Midnights researching and snooping around, this lead had to pan out.

Having arrived at the building that sat across your destination, you parked your motorcycle and got off. Looking up at it, you assumed that the best way to enter was through the ceiling. There was no way you could go in through the front door and not encounter any angry guards. You looked around for anything that might kick your brain into gear, and it wasn’t long until your eyes caught two lamp-posts close by. “Ah ha!” you said, to no one but yourself, launching an arm to attach to one post, then the other. You walked back, stretching yourself to then, finally…

WHAM!

You jumped and let go of the posts, letting your tongue out as you slingshotted yourself to the top. After a couple of seconds in the air, you saw the top of the building and quickly shot out an arm to grab onto the ledge. You overshot the height a little bit and landed on top of the building with some weight, which briefly made you bounce, but you caught yourself. 

After you dusted yourself off from the perfect entrance, you soon heard someone else on the roof, and quickly, you changed your shape to the first thing that came to your mind when you thought of ‘rooftop’; An air vent… Okay maybe you were too close to the edge so if anyone was paying attention, they would at the very least walk closer to inspect you, but no one ever pays attention to–

“That is the worst disguise you ever tried,” a voice said. The Quill’s voice! Quick! Be normal about it.

“It could… Exist…” Nailed it! Aaand she’s looking away. Quick! Get her to team up!

The rest of your encounter was you trying to be nonchalant and making yourself very useful for The Quill, letting her use you as a rope and boss you around. It was pretty different from your day job where you were the boss.

When you got to the server, you heeded her instructions and plugged in your flash drive, but as you looked at the screen attached… This was bigger. Probably bigger than either of you were expecting. You told her so and asked for a couple minutes, earning a groan, but acknowledgement. You kept clicking through the files that were being downloaded, reading and absorbing all information. Doing so caused you to miss the opening of the server room door. A guard doing his rounds must have heard the clicking and gone in to investigate.

“Hey!” He exclaimed at your presence. You turned your head back to him. He went for his gun, pulling it out and pointing it at you. “Don’t move!” He commanded. You put your hands up at the sudden threat.

“Look, it’s nothing personal, I just wanted some info, we don’t have to do this.” You spoke softly, Fearless, slowly stepping forward to him.

“DON’T move.” A second guard said, coming from behind a server next to you, keeping his gun high and aimed at you. You sighed, you were surrounded, and they had guns. “Fighting it is then.”

You stretched yourself, like a spring you leaped backwards to be behind the guard that had flanked you, using the momentum from your jump you allowed your arms to catch your weight before pushing and connecting your feet to the guard’s back. He flew forward towards his partner crashing into him. 

They fell to the floor but the kicked guard’s mate pushed his stunned friend off of himself, reaching for his gun he aimed it at you and fired two shots. You were able to dodge both with your elasticity. “Hey! Those servers are probably expensive.” You said.

  Stretching out your arm you grabbed his gun, pulling it toward you, along with the guard himself. He came in angry, as soon as he was within reach of you he threw a punch, you dodged by stretching your neck and moving your head out of the way. You took the opportunity to wrap your head around him, you snaked your head around his outstretched arm then wrapped his stomach, one of your hands still holding onto the gun, now forgotten in his hand as he watched you wrap yourself around him.

Your comm crackled and you heard The Quill: “How far along is it, h/n?”. You huffed but responded as the other guard had gotten up and was charging at you both. “What? Nearly done. Kinda busy… Call back in a sec”. You knew she would probably run here  but right now you were busy, stretching your foot out to kick the charging man, he surprisingly was able to dodge the kick and hit you both, sending all three of you tumbling into a server.

The Quill, Super Hero and busy person, kinda regretting this whole team up

Right after you stopped talking to her, The Quill thought you’d screw it up. She knew this fight would have alerted someone to things not being fine on this floor. She picked up a walkie talkie from one of the knocked out guards. when she heard someone say on the radio.

“Ryder! What the hell is going on? Answer me!” She pursed her lips concentrating on a male sounding voice and went for it. “Yeah, it’s all good just some of the guys talking smack about last night’s game.” She was hoping this lie would at the very least buy the two of you some time. The radio crackled back to life: “Right, tell Bobby to not be so butthurt about the score.” The voice on the radio chuckled, The Quill forced a chuckle back, “Sure thing boss.”. And with that she bolted out of the room to see what kind of trouble you had gotten yourself into.

She turned the corner that led to the server room and opened the door to see you…

Well, you needed help, that was for sure, but the situation was better than she thought. 

You were tangled up with the two guards you clearly had fought against, your limbs were wrapped around yourselves keeping you three together in a ball of people, you keeping them stuck together.

“Hi… The data is finished downloading” You said shyly from your mess of limbs. The Quill looked at the flash drive in the server rack then back to you. “I might need some help.” You added. She sighed but walked over to the flash drive pulling it off and stashing in her belt, then she made her way to you three making sure that the guards were unconscious by knocking them out with a well-placed punch she began to work on the knot.

“How did this…” She started to ask. “Don’t worry about it, it happens more times than you’d think. I usually start squeezing until they get knocked out then take my time disentangling” You explained, “I’m glad you’re here, this is way faster.” You said, grateful.

After a minute she had gotten you out of your predicament and you two made your way to the vent that was on the ceiling. “You need a boost?” You asked while taking off the grate by stretching your arms to it and pulling it off. Not responding she leaped high and went in without trouble. “Show off…” You said grumbling while stretching to get inside.

You two crawled around until you got to the well of vents you had been in before. “We need to go down to the lower level and exit by the garage.” The Quill explained, you looked at her chuckling. “Nah, I got an exit strategy on the rooftop, it’s faster and safer. Come on.” You began to stretch up towards the roof, using your hands to secure yourself and let her climb up your body. The Quill still thought it was weird.

After scaling your torso, you two continued to the vent you had come from, taking off the grate you climbed out offering The Quill your hand. She then got out and looked at you.

“Well, where’s your exit?” She asked. You closed your neglected hand and pointed to the edge of the building “Over there.”

She walked over and looked out from the edge, not seeing anything. “I don’t get it, where’s-” She was cut off by you tackling her off the building, holding her tightly. She thought you were insane, about to kill yourself and her too.

She did not dwell in those thoughts too much because as you were falling your body began to morph, your torso catching the wind and expanding until your fall slowed down. You had become a parachute.

The fall had slowed down enough for her to look up and see your head looking down at her, she swore you were grinning under the mask, that pissed her off. “How DARE you throw me off a roof!?” She exclaimed “You can’t do something like this without running it by me first!”

“I know I know.” You said, you were definitely grinning. “But I thought it would be funny to surprise The Quill with a fast way down. And it was!” You chuckled, actually chuckled. She noticed that you weren’t worried about her reaction or the fact that you had just pushed her off a freaking building! She let it go and enjoyed the ride.

Getting to ground level took a moment but you glided to an alley pretty far from the building, letting The Quill down. You landed next to her, your body returning to its original form.

She took a few steps back, gaining her footing. 

“Do not do that again.” She said with a warning “I’m going to check this intel and thank you” she said.

“Yes of course I have to get going too…” You did, it was nearly four am and you had to work in a few hours. “Stay safe, Quill” You said before slingshotting yourself to the other side of the city.

“Yeah, I will…” She muttered, plugging the drive into her gauntlet and sending all the information to the police department. She hated not being the one to bring the traffickers down but she also had work in the morning, a dawn performance, she couldn’t disappoint her fans.

y/n, most of the time h/n but she still has to work, Madison Square Garden.

Useless. Everyone here was useless, the lights were still being checked, the opening acts were getting stale and your star was nowhere to be seen.

“Emma!! Where’s the main act?” You yelled to one of the technicians, “I- I don’t know Ms. l/n. We’ve been calling her phone but we can only assume-” You cut her off “Don’t assume, know. Now go! Don’t talk to me unless you have good news!” You sent her to take care of it. Glancing at your clipboard then at your watch, you wished The Quill was here. She would get everyone on line including the singer you were supposed to control. You had a Reputation to keep!

You huffed, 10 minutes until it started and you had to have her on that stage. You busied yourself, pulled some strings and added a couple more songs to the opener band’s set list, buying yourself 13 more minutes. 

Checking your watch again, with the added time you had 22 minutes, the police should be moving into the ship with the virus and its maker by now, The Quill was probably with them, that reassured you. Maybe tonight you could see her again, you had heard about an illegal dog fighting ring perhaps you could… Wait, the girl you sent after the main act was back.

“Well?” You asked as she looked at you with a bit of fear. “She’s here, she’s in her dressing room, getting ready.” She said, and waited for your reaction.

“Finally. Tell everyone it’s go time, grab the announcer, this morning has to go perfect. If we do this right we’re out of here by lunch.” You patted the intern on the shoulder earning a big smile from the wide-eyed young woman. 

You started to make your way to the control room.

The Quill, also a famous singer, you might know her? It’s-

“Taylor Swift?” Someone knocked on her dressing-room door, The Quill- er Taylor, mashed her super-suit into her suitcase. Right after sending the info to the police she grappled through the whole city in record time only stopping one time to help a kitty stuck in an intersection with cars whizzing by.

She was just barely on time, managing to sneak into the MSG’s dressing room and send a text to her agent that she got inside. No one would question that she had shown herself in.

“Yes? I’ll be right out!” She said, kicking the case below the couch and just before opening the door she realised she was still wearing her mask, she took it off and tossed far behind her into the enormous closet the crew had put there for all her outfits. She opened the door and saw the woman in charge of the whole operation, a hard-ass boss called y/n.

“Man, you don’t even have make-up on yet! MAKEUP!” You yelled out taking her to the chair in front of the mirror inside the greenroom. After a couple minutes the amazing artists made her look like the celebrity everyone came to see. She picked the outfit and in record time she was ready to go on stage.

“I’m so sorry, my car broke on the way and the city was so full…” She started to explain but you stopped her. “Don’t make excuses, you’re here now, let’s not do this.” You said. Nodding to a couple of PAs as they ushered Taylor to the platform that was going to rise with her on it right into the stage. 

“Break a leg.” You said to her with a relieved smile.

“Break a leg.” She said back with a thumbs up.

“Ladies and gentleman, it is my honor to present to you… TAYLOR SWIFT!” The announcer exclaimed and the crowd went wild. 

She could beat up goons without cracking a smile or feeling anything, but this, this would get her stomach the feeling it was dropping just like when h/n threw her off a building. Well, now it was time to do this.

-

A/N: Happy april fools <3 But the part about h/n vs super hero names was serious

[a-student-out-of-time]

// If Mod wants to take a temporary hiatus, *now* might be a good time to do so (because all everyone is gonna talk about for a while is the Danganronpa: Despair Time hype!)

//Yeah, I'm gonna be really clear this time around:

I like to wait until the episode is out in full, so I can pause and analyze on my own time. Timeline Anon and I watch these together, so there's always a lot of discussion that goes on between us as well, so that can go on for a couple hours at least. Which is why...

I will not be on Tumblr while we watch, but I know there's gonna be a TON of asks once I check back in. Please see point 1 for why I won't answer immediately.

I know I have supporters and I have doubters, but regardless, I'm going to ask politely that we NOT immediately start deciding the theory is true or false based on new details. I expected there to be things brought up that we have not been privy to yet, so my biggest concerns are the questions I want addressed:

Why did we bring up Teruko's prosopagnosia?

Why have J and Arei not been a major focus until now?

Why is J acting so different in Deadly Life and the Trial?

Why does Arei's hair look different compared to when she was alive?

What did Charles and Whit learn during their hackerman adventures?

What role did the wigs and dressing rooms' soundproofing have?

What connection do Nico and Hu have with David concerning this chapter?

Was Rose refusing to see the body simply due to her not wanting more nightmares or a sign that there's more to all this?

Most importantly, what did Teruko remember when Arei was crying?

//I know it's tempting to point to anything small and say "This proves/disproves the idea," but let's lay off the gas until we get some hard evidence. New evidence doesn't necessarily immediately prove or disprove anything, and the puzzle pieces will probably not come together until we get to the end.

//People keep saying this episode will prove/disprove what I'm saying, but even I as the originator of this theory will withhold any judgement until the end. I am prepared to adjust my theory accordingly as we learn more, but I'm not gonna decide I'm right or wrong until it's proven beyond a reasonable doubt.

//Plus, guys, this is just episode 12. We've got plenty of time to consider the evidence before Chapter 2 is over : P

4. Most importantly, let's not be hostile here. This is just a fangan series and we're all here to have fun. I have no ill will toward people who disagree with my theory, nor will I have any toward anyone if it's definitively disproven. This is, after all, just one guy's crazy theory.

So let's not have any hate mail spammed in anyone's direction or anyone made to feel bad about anything they believe now or used to believe. This is all just in good fun, alright?

5. I understand it's tempting, but a character dismissing an idea isn't evidence of anything, especially when they have every reason to lie about it. We need only to look at Leon's "stupidstupidstupid" rant as proof of that.

//With all that having been said, I sincerely hope everyone has a good time! Ultimately, I'm glad we have some new things to discuss in depth ^^

[aurora567]

Tangled in Shadows

Here's a snippet of a story that I have been thinking of and slowly been working at. And since we are suppose to be getting English dub of Tokyo Revengers for all current episodes release today here's a snippet of my story I hope to start releasing once season 4 comes out. As per my typical TR stuff this will have dark themes.

Her blood was still pounding in her ears. And she would forever blame that for how someone else could sneak up on her. Though she certainly heard the click of someone taking the safety off of their gun before it nudged the back of her head. 

“Lower your gun,” the order came from behind her. She should have known the leader of Bonten would not be alone. Her own leader liked to keep one or two men around at all times for the same reason. She didn’t dare take her eyes off of Sano as she let her arm slowly drop to her side. Though her gun lowered, the one against her own head did not. 

“Now what were a couple of cockroaches doing causing problems out in Bonten’s streets?” The voice behind her asked. 

“Trying to get home to a hot bath and a glass of wine. What’s a couple of Bonten big wigs doing out and about?” She asked shifting her head slightly to try and spot the man behind her. She didn’t recognize his voice, and she had at first assumed he was a grunt just following his leader. She was greeted with a flash of pink in her vision before pain exploded in the back of her head as the butt of the gun collided with her head. She dropped her own gun and staggered at the pain. It was all she could do to not drop to the ground as she reached out for her car and to try and keep herself upright as black dots danced across her vision. 

“Sanzu,” was the only word the leader spoke as she struggled with the pain. But no further pain followed the first blow at least.

“Mother fucker,” she hissed as her eyes watered and she clung to the side of her car. Still her adrenaline was keeping her up and helping to ignore the still throbbing ache. Sanzu, that was the name Sano had just called his subordinate. Did he mean Sanzu Haruchiyo? As in the second in command and Bontens Mad Dog? No wonder his first instinct was to lash out at her smart ass. She had heard the man had a few screws loose and was scary loyal. She’s probably lucky all he did was pistols whip her for holding her gun up at his king. 

At least by the time she picked her head up and glared over at Sanzu he was slipping his gun back into the holster that he had hidden under the stupid pin striped suit jacket he was wearing. But still she was in trouble. She wished she was dealing with the Baracuda men again instead of these two. 

“Who’s the bitch?” Sanzu asked, treating her like she was not actually present while he spoke. All he got was a shrug of the shoulders from Sano.

“This bitch can still hear you know,” she grumbled and quickly regretted it when both sets of eyes turned to look at her. It was a struggle not to shrink away from both men’s gazes. 

“I’m Kimura Shimizu,” she adds slowly and carefully, a little scared about what might happen to her if she told them her name. Yet both just gave her a single blink after a moment. 

Did they really not know who she was? Did they not know her father was Kimura Oyamoto, the current leader of the Neo Keihin gang. The man who only a week ago was begging them for help. Ah yes that’s right her gang was so insignificant that Manjiro did not even bother to remember her or the name of her family. 

“What do you want to do with her?” Sanzu asked and that drew her attention away from her throbbing head. That’s a question she too was curious of the answer to. After all she was very much hoping he did not plan to kill her. A heavy pause filled the air as both sets of eyes turned to look at the blonde man who was still sitting on his idling bike. She could not tell if he was actually thinking about it. His face remained dead looking, void of any emotion. 

“Bring her with,” he said simply. Which had her jaw drop. Was it a good or bad thing? She was going to assume bad. Anything short of letting her leave alone was bad. Did he plan to torture her? Surely he did. She knew all too well that pinky pie from my little pony who was walking towards her was known well for his love of torturing people. Death would be a lucky reprieve if he didn’t torture her first. 

It didn’t matter that her world was still spinning. Her body reacted on instinct. As he approached her foot swung up and her runner collided with the side of his head. Though the kick had little of its normal power as she watched pinky slam into the side of her car. That was all she needed to see in order to have her turned and stumble away as she tried to run. She didn’t get far before found a sudden weight crashing into her back and sending her face first into the cement. Her knees acted at the collision, her hands tried to break the fall which just ended up shredding her palms open. And her left cheek hit the ground hard. The sting told her she was probably going to be digging dirt out of the road rash like injury across her face. 

She gasped for air as the wind was ripped out of her lungs from the weight of a body rather literally sitting on her back. She was about to try and throw the weight off her back but before she could a hand wrapped in her long hair and her head was ripped back. Her spine protested at the sudden angle. 

“I suggest you stop fighting,” the calm and emotionless voice whispered in her ear. 

“Never,” she hissed back as her hands reached back to claw at the hand that held her hair. 

She should really learn to maybe think before she speaks. But in her defence she was running on fear and adrenaline that was rushing through her body, telling her she was surely about to die in the most painful way imaginable. Had it been anyone else then that assumption would have been correct. But watching her kick Sanzu hard enough for him to stumble into her car. She had caught Mikey’s attention. First she was being chased by another gang, they wanted her so badly that they had chased her into the heart of his territory. What was so special about this woman? Mikey didn’t know but he wanted to. For the first time in years he felt something again. 

Though he maybe should have been a little nicer to her. Still she made it clear after taking the handle of Sanzu’s gun to the back of her head she was a threat in her own little way. Like a kitten with sharp little claws. Deciding the easiest way to deal with her, the hand of his that held her hair slammed her head into the cement beneath them. That did the job as the body beneath him instantly went limp and the struggling stopped. 

He made sure she was still breathing before he finally climbed off of her. By this time it seemed Sanzu had recovered and was storming over towards them. A slew of curses coming from him. His cheek was already swelling and red. He was likely gonna have a black eye as well come the morning. It had been a while since he saw someone take on Sanzu like that. 

It was a good thing for Sanzu no one else saw it or none of the executives would have let him live it down, especially the Haitani brothers. 

“Call Kakucho and make sure he has the police handled, and have him get rid of her car. Then call Kokonio and have him send a car,” He gave out the orders which stopped Sanzu from walking over and proceeding to beat on the unconscious woman. With one last glare and spit of curses Sanzu did as he was told like the loyal dog he was.

[causewhywouldnti]

My thoughts as I’m watching 24 seasons of law & order svu:

Season 10

Kathleen and Elliot are great together in 10x01. As hard as it is for Benson, I love that they show how Sealview is still affecting her. Ooh right in the nuts, deservedly so.

10x02 whether legally wrong or right, I think Elliot beating up the guy, who posted Elizabeth's picture online, was very understandable. Even Fin agrees with it.

10x03 makes me think that Stabler is the main character more than Benson. We do see a lot more of his private life than of anyone else’s. The hair in the old pictures of Elliot!!! You can also see the difference between Kathy and Olivia in handling Elliot. Kathy slaps him then puts him in the dog house, Olivia tells him she is disappointed and fixes it. Probably unfair, but it was just very glaring in this episode.

10x04, that wig is not a good look on Benson. Stabler fanboying over the austronaut and Benson entranced by it is just a really cute scene. Why would someone choose to go by the nickname of Dick? I mean, I didn't get Dickie either, but I assumed that’s just the nickname the parents gave him. So why would you choose Dick? I mean, Rick is right there! Olivia asking if she should invite Stabler on the date had me laughing out loud.

10x05, that doctor sounds like my coworkers sometimes. Freedom of speech is good and all, but at some point science has to prevail. How often can Elliot break something?!

10x06, Munch screaming conspiracy theories whilst walking down the street is awesome. Didn't need to get hit though. Tina in the episode is something else. Having to ask about what the "big" words mean but wanting to get pregnant.

10x07, Elliot is injured again. And Benson really did say "I'm his partner", like someone would say they'e his wife. Fin making fun of a rapper is funny though. Benson really shouldn't be lying to Kathy for Elliot. Stabler's hesitation before he ate the tiger meat is just funny. That was some quick thinking by Olivia (posing as a prostitute). Also, just how badly is the Stabler marriage doing at this point. He doesn't want to talk to her, and she is willing to leave him. Benson and Stabler's codependency is really showing this episode. Pretty sure, Elliot shouldn't be chasing someone the day after being shot (considering there's blood on his shirt afterward, I think I'm right on this one). At least he went back home afterward.

10x09, I like that Benson's PTSD came back into play.

10x10 Stabler was very fast to step in when Benson got slapped. And her calling him off, of course.

Love their interrogation tactic in 10x11.

10x12, Benson is looking good undercover. Fin walking the perp into the stairs because he threatened Benson, that's a good friend right there.

I can't really put my finger on it, but I'm not feeling like there's a rush on finding the little girl in 10x13. The pacing just seems slower than usually.

10x15, yay, Tucker is back… Stabler really doesn't like him, and it shows. The grainy image for the flashbacks is an interesting choice. Cabbot is back!!! The kid is so excited to help them when they are going after his father. Jim Harper trying to flirt with Benson is hilarious. Someone other than Stabler got hurt (Poor Huang).

10x16, so, I know how Stuckey ends. But his energy is quite fun. Especially Benson and Stabler's reaction to him.

10x17 why does Stabler say the Devil also goes by Ryan Seacrest? What did Seacrest do to him? And why did he go solo on arresting "the devil"? Did he really think that was a good idea?!?

10x20, that judge is very sketchy. Cragen is a savage, savoring Olivia being held in contempt. Huang as the defense attorney and Cragen as the "suspects" father had me laughing.

10x21, I don't think that's how you suffocate. Because if he really needed that much oxygen, you could hear it. And if he doesn't need that much oxygen, it takes a while until he would start having symptoms. I did not see that plot twist coming.

10x22, as terrible as Stuckey's arch is going to end, I just love his energy (not 3eps ago when he called the press though). I honestly believe the show could use someone like him to lighten up the stories every now and then. Stabler annoying O‘Halloran with Stuckey's catch phrasenis funny. And then Stabler goes to judge Donnelly's private home, and her reaction is everything. The arraignment was exactly the kind of chaotic energy that I'm enjoying. Stabler losing it on Stuckey when he compared a future vic to Benson. And Cragen totally agreeing with Stabler. Donnelly is just funny in this episode. Donnelly stops breathing, and they just stroll her down the aisle calmly, no attempts to revive her. O‘Halloran, noooo. Oh look, Elliot is getting injured again. Tiny mistake, but the blood on Stabler's shirt is very inconsistent. Did Benson really have to slap Stabler that hard? But they really are a great team! I'm going to miss O'Halloran...

Familiar faces: Michael McManus (One Tree Hill), James Brolin (Castle), Chris Elliott (HIMYM), Clea DuVall (Grey's), Brenda Blethyn (Pride & Prejudice 2005), Mike Farrell (NCIS), Frank Whaley (House), Michael Trucco (Demming on Castle), Christine Ebersole (Richie Rich), Aya Cash (The Newsroom), Aisha Hinds (9-1-1), Alex Kingston (Arrow), John Gallagher Jr. (The Newsroom), Laura Leigh Hughes (Rizzoli&Isles), Carol Burnett, Robert Klein (Two Weeks Notice), Jeri Ryan (Body of Proof), Hilary Duff, Mike Pniewski (Madam Secretary), Swoosie Kurtz (Overboard, 2018), Sprague Grayden (24), Nick Stahl (Body of Proof) and Carol Kane (The Bounty Hunter)

Favorite episodes: 10x03, 10x07, 10x11 and 10x22

Favorite lines:

"What the hell just happened?" "Maybe god remembered how cute you were as a carrot." - Stabler and Benson 10x03

"Sex is dangerous. I mean, at its core, it’s a power struggle between men and women." "Not if you're doing it right." - Suspect and Stabler 10x04

(After the suspect got a hard on) "…that’s not an objection you’re raising." - Greylek 10x10

"And I would like to see you castrated with a rusty steak knife. Neither are gonna happen, but we can both dream." - Benson 10x11

"I have rights." "You can have a toothbrush." - Suspect and Cabbot 10x21

"People, take your meds." - Donnelly 10x22

[aconstantmotion]

YU YU HAKUSHO LIVE ACTION SPOILERS

Okay! So, I have thoughts. Not all bad!

Let's start off by saying that I think this show heavily struggles with being only 5 episodes that weren't even an hour long.

It felt as if we were just getting to the point of the character progression by the time the show ended. None of them had really changed. Unfortunately, it's because the live action cut out some of that to help make the storyline make sense. What they did cut out, that I think would have fit, was Yusuke defeating Hiei. That is what starts Hiei's respect for Yusuke, and then their slow friendship. Hiei needed to lose to Yusuke to have that character progression and see it life isn't all about anger and revenge, but of love and companionship, but we didn't get that. It honestly felt so on point for the live action Hiei to just fuck off and go try and save Yukina by himself, because he and Yusuke never finished their fight, Yusuke never spared Hiei's life, so there isn't the obligation to help Yusuke.

Then there's Yusuke' and Genkai's relationship. That relationship also suffers because of short run time. It was probably my least favorite because it felt like the episode was put in the wrong place. It didn't really make sense to have the training take place before really fighting Hiei, because as was shown earlier in the show, Hiei could track Yukina's tears. So, was Hiei just sitting in the warehouse for that whole month? Anyway, it would have made sense to do it before the island fights, especially with Genkai's connection with the younger Toguro. We could've gotten the backstory there, Yusuke asking Genkai why she cares and how she knows him and her giving him the story, instead of the short exposition we got. It worked in the anime because we had a lot more time to get to know and connect with the characters, but since this was so short, they couldn't connected everything to Genkai. It would have made her death scene more emotional. I am also a little disappointed that we didn't get the hard ass Genkai whipping Yusuke's ass. I was also hoping, that since Kuwabara was there that we would get some joint training, but that's fine, only so much time.

Those were the main things that bugged me. Overall, it looked great! Costumes overall were amazing (Bui's was fucking spot on!), some weren't (looking at you Hiei and Yukina's wigs). The fighting overall was amazing, albeit a little janky at times because of the CGI, but still awesome. Oh! And I wish they had incorporated the music, I feel like that was what was missing as well.

Overall I give it a solid 7. I think it might've done better with a few more episodes, and if they had started making it after the One Piece live action came out, so they could get a better understanding of how to go about the show.

I am in no way a professional critic, these are just my opinions. You can agree or disagree, as is your prerogative. The people who made this show clearly love the source material, it shows, and that's what really matters. Hopefully they get to do more and we can see how they finish the show off.

[charmed-asylum]

Damnnnnnn CheChe!!! U done unlock my WH level w this chapter. Damn girl if I didn’t think I was deep diving into this chapter this one was the sign seal and deliver okurrrrt. Before we start I want to start it’s long so your gonna see spoilers sorry it’s a reblog but please read this and her other stories bc this chapter here was one of many ( even every chapter of any story is a true reminder of who she is this one is some top level good good)

ALRIGHT AND IIIIIIIIIIIIII WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOUR SHITTTTTTTTT okay had to get out my system bc shit went down but I was here for it with my sun-visor and shades living the good life.

Last chapter cliff hanger had me hanging at the edge my seat like damn she gone and add a fuckin mid season finale cliff hanger or something.

Girl can I say only you can have a god damn my wig slip off bc of all this sweat with this love screen with a man like Rafe and wrap that shit with a , “ He wrapped it around you and pulled you against him, mindful of how cold you could get “ girl that had me taking this wig off and shaking a bit bc girl mmm mmm girl in this chapter I had me doing this same shit more then twice .

😪😪😪

THE SHE THING I MEAN CAN ANYONE EXPLAIN THAT SHIT I WAIT

When Rafe ask about JJ girl like oh he cares about my friends biiitch stop that lyin he probably saw with his eyes u can see and know this man is trying to pull you away from him . ( and again I say it’s funny I’m like nah in this Rafe actually ain’t the crazy man) “ You knew what he was referring to, and it made you smile. He didn’t like JJ, that was no secret, but you were glad he asked about him because he knew how much you cared about him.”

“I beg him and I beg him to get out, but JJ is one of those people where family is family,” you scoffed. “He’s going to stick by him no matter what, and I hate it.”You had similar thoughts about Rafe, but you kept that to yourself. Sometimes it scared you just how alike he and JJ were, just how much they had in common. You both heard and felt Rafe sigh, and you wondered if his mind had gone to the same place that yours had. “You’re a good friend,” Rafe murmured, and you looked at him just as he brushed a finger down your face. “I like that about you.” You gave him a soft smile. “I try to be.

It’s sad bc idk what we can call this girl she genuinely stuck in a place where she trying to nice I see it and it makes her blind. Bc she cares so much but like in last chapter when JJ knows how she is decide to manipulate ( which for me I’m like zaaaaamn boy you really that desperate) like mmm but for her to say this in away to get this off her chest even tho it’s not like she uses his name I hope Rafe get it . And a clap tho bc she not stupid nor blind like other think like she reminds but like others would want to do if it was reversed she gave him a chance that’s good we finally get announcement 📢

Nos back to my WH SHIT GIRL THAT NECKLACE IS WHAT THAT BC ALOT OF IDEAS CAME IN MY HEAD GIRL IM TOO CRAZY TO BE LEFT W SOMEONE SIMPLE IN SWEET SHIT.

…………. I’m mad bc 😪 shit was just like she said before perfect and I’m like shit this is too nice like we only got to worry about JJ the creep and yandre vibe mother fucker but even this part movie night part was like mmm he ight

After he had apologized, things felt more like what they used to be than they had in a while. You didn’t know if it was because JJ had snapped, letting out everything he’d been keeping inside for months and making you aware of just how much he’d been struggling with this… Or because everything being out and in the open now had relieved him, had been the first necessary step to actually trying now.

I think I see a cycleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ( u know we getting back to this in a minute)

Way you talk about Ward relationship really had me wondering if it’s true like we see Rafe and Ward and Sarah but she ever think 💭 what it’s like for Rafe or oh he crazy he probably did this or that not that I’m his favorite and Rafe only trying to be seen or heard . And as her friend she now sees both sides so how can she truly deal with . Crazy “She’d take it the wrong way, would feel like you were saying she had some blame, and you only just got one friendship back on steady ground. You didn’t want to shake the table on another.”

Look I don’t wanna say it but again I’m gonna put out the fact this man called her a fuckin slut sorry nope slut shame her last chapter ish to give JT sorry shit . Like I understand technically he would understand but I wouldn’t tell JJ anything about Rafe bc he so fuckin manipulative that he make u look back w the wait huh. Think im wrong . She tells him about Rafe and what does he do . Jokes and use that shit against her .

Neatly they reading this chapter 8 times I can finally say they fuckin knew and then wanna guilt trip her was fuck up like how many times did she say it and they forgot. Shows how much they care alot to say but why she feels more free w someone else not her friends mmm to the point she do what ever to keep it .

This part like this really got me feeling I’m in a 4D movie btw bc it felt so real like again going back to what I was saying before like imagine like most siblings feel bc idk about yall but I know the feeling of feeling less then enough and trying to do what ever to get that approval and then get the spit in the face you never cut it bc it’s just I’m a dick saga

Apart of me feel bad bc again who wants to feel your not good enough like why be here and stuff and lord boy totally having those thoughts as he was driving .

Idk why while I’m reading this the song Stan comes to mind and that part at the end when it’s raining and he driving ranting and shit

I mean hot damn

The whole car crash screen had me on the hotline to any bitch better come tho bc I’m about to fuckin lose my shit line .

Level of love this girl has for him is damn like you say what your idea of RIDE OR DIE BITCH DOING IT RIGHT NOW GOD DAMN IT

Now I do want to be that girl butttt JJ A PETTY ASS BITCH BC WHILE EVERYONE ALL oh no poor you JJ OVER IN THE FUCKIN CORNER FACT CHECKING YOUR ASS W EACH LINE

“… your eyes met JJ’s then. He was frowning at you, studying your face, but he pulled you into a hug anyway. He deeply inhaled, breathing you in, and you didn’t want to think about how worried they’d all been. Especially JJ who struggled to let you go.” Like boy just can’t help his creepy ass out can’t he.

Yo Sarah ahah come come next time I tell you to shut the fuck up I mean it okay okay let’s keep the family business out your mouth okay hahaha shit girl like your not much help oh he not herreeeeee okay and neither are my parents so what good sis. Then we got JJ w the ““Ward wouldn’t let Rafe come and see his girlfriend at the hospital after she crashed his car?…“We all know what Rafe is like. Ward’s not gonna stop him from doing what he wants to do…” your heart sank. “So, why wasn’t he at the hospital with you? Why didn’t he at least meet you there? Hmm?” Like mind your business petty pa

Then again like you all her friends she just got in an accident and you wanna have a bunch of oh and ahha and wait a secs moment NOW REALLY OKAY SO ALL THE SHIT WE ALL DO WE GONNA SWEEP UNDER THE RUG BUT U GETA CHANCE TO drag Rafe even tho it gonna pull ur girl down to you do in a heart beat. Bc no lie you all switch up on her real quick like wtf ( sorry but if that was me I be like 💨 oh tia in the Tim’s and thug braids for real )

Welcome back now is this what we call a cycle ⭕️ bc if I’m not mistaken we had last chapter or so ago when JJ decide to be super toxic and nasty and shit at her before and try to play like it was on her.

“I am trying,” was the first thing he said when he forced you to face him. “I promised that I would be better, and I am trying, but you have to meet me halfway.”

You opened your mouth, but he continued.

“What am I supposed to say—do when you wind up in the hospital with bruises and a concussion because your boyfriend snorted a few lines of coke and thought it was a good idea to drive? Tell me how I’m supposed to react to that.”

BOY NOW LETS BE 💯 ight Pope John B even Sarah example of trying you. YOUUU DIDNT EVEN BAT A MOTHEF FUCKIN EYE LASH TO TRYIN 1st chance you get you always down playing her calling her names and making her feel bad then be all 🥺 boy bye .

Then again he got her thinking she in the wrong now honest should she had took the blame to think the worst and someone could of died no no she shouldn’t but still she was thinking of Rafe and the trouble he was in so her being the to she is bf if it was JJ she would of done same shit toooooooo she did it but bitch boy forgot that shit real quick mmm

THEN HE DID IT LIKE THIS IS UR BEST FRIEND BUT ITS NOT RAFE WHO MAKES HER CRY ( besides pleasure or holy shit we about to die bc of the car crash ) but you .

NAHHH NOPE HAHA HE TRYYYYY IT OH DONT COME NON OF YALL COME TIL U COME CORRECT OKAY I WANT A SORRY A GET WELL CARD W A TEDDY AND FLOWERS AND A SIDE OF A 10$ or more gift card to a official place and JJ to get a nerve . Shit like no thank god she alive we all dumb and so shit nope you slow af no thank you for thinking of my dad . You alive okay but girl next time think about logics of what could have happen u is poor girl nope YOU STUPID LIKE YOUR MOMMA. And if toooooper catch me outside boy did speak to Sarah then you telling me he didn’t mention to Sarah how he had to pull him back for going after her . Folks are funny bc they only remember what they want to when they want to bet next time it be like yea girl he did mention how hard Rafe tried to get to you but you was trying to protect him . Nope you stupid ass bitch .

Also side note if papa Cameron don’t have respect for our girl doing this he stupid . Mmm mmm mmm but to wrap it up I knew I hit my level bc after all of this this ending had me hitting new heights as reader and how I was emotionally and mentally at

“He didn’t respond to that, only nodding in defeat, not putting up a fight when you pulled him to lay down with you. When you kissed him, he seemed hesitant to kiss you back, your hands on his as you guided them over your skin. At some point, he didn’t need your help, fully being hit with the knowledge that things could’ve gone so wrong. Rafe was afraid to let you go, and even after you came around him for the third time, he still refused to let you go.”

The Less I Know The Better IX (JJ Maybank x Reader x Rafe Cameron)

Warnings: eventual NON-CON, eventual DUB-CON, jealousy, manipulation, DUI, mentions of blood, underage drinking, drug use, mild unhealthy relationship, eventual violence, one sided kiara x jj, non canon ages, pogue!reader

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summary:  When you start dating Rafe Cameron, no one is more surprised than you when your best friend JJ takes it really well. However, no one is more surprised than JJ when he’s forced to see his once frumpy BFF in an entirely new light, suddenly terrified of losing what he never knew he had to the person he hates most.

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Hi em I hope all is well with you!!! I have a fic request for whenever you have time/energy to write. I was watching The Golden Child and I noticed amy wearing a little infinity sign necklace. Could you write about jake giving it to her?? Thank you!!! I love you and your writing soooo much

ahsldkFHASDLFKAJSD this is probably not what u had in mind but!!! this is where my brain went i���m! not even sorry!

and I LOVE U TOO SOSOSOSOSOSOSO MUCH <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

Holt has been gone for an hour and Amy has been dressed like Holly Gennero for forty-seven minutes and so far, all they’ve done is talk.

It’s not that he minds, exactly. Talking to Amy is probably his favorite thing in the world - tied with making Amy laugh and holding Amy’s hand and cuddling with Amy and boinking Amy and watching TV with Amy and…

It’s Amy, actually, his favorite thing in the world is Amy and she’s his wife and right now she’s sitting with him on a balcony in Mexico gingerly sipping a cocktail through a straw bobbing around in half of a coconut and she’s dressed like Holly Gennero.

For sex reasons.

His wife, Amy freaking Santiago, is dressed like Holly Gennero, specifically for sex reasons.

For forty-seven minutes he’s been sitting next to his craziest, most impossible sex fantasy come to life, and all he’s done is talk to her. About not-sex stuff.

And he’s never been more content in his life.

It’s weird, how not-weird this is.

She’s watching him now, her brown eyes glittering with amusement beneath the fringe of curly Holly hair on her forehead and he’s suddenly aware of the fact that he has no idea what she just said.

The smile blossoming across her face tells him that she already knows.

“Sorry,” he says with a sheepish grin, switching his beer bottle from one hand to the other and wiping the condensation off of his free hand on his shorts.

“It’s the wig, isn’t it? The curls?” She turns her head away just sharply enough that a wave of tight ringlets tumble over one shoulder before turning back to him, her grin much broader and more sly than before.

“They’re nice,” he admits with a laugh, “but I…actually prefer your normal hair. It’s all pretty and soft.”

“Cheeseball,” she mutters, but her eyes are soft with affection.

“I can’t believe he’s actually gone,” he says after a moment of comfortable silence. “I keep expecting him to, like…I don’t know, Spiderman down from the balcony over ours any second now.”

“I know,” Amy laughs as she shakes her head. “I can’t believe we spent our whole honeymoon taking care of our boss.”

“I should have put my foot down,” he says, guilt rising like a tide in his throat. “I shouldn’t have let it go that far. I’m sorry.”

“Never apologize to me for caring about other people,” she says gently. “You have the biggest, kindest heart - if anything, it just reminded me why I love you as much as I do.”

He bridges the gap between their chairs, interlacing their fingers so their hands hang clasped together between their armrests. “Still the right person for you?”

“Just like yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that.”

“What about tomorrow?”

“Then, too. And next week, and next month, and next year.”

“What about ten years from now?”

“Raise you twenty.”

“The year twenty-forty-three?”

“Let me save you some time - and some math - you’re my person from now until infinity.”

He reflects her smile for a moment, before leaning toward her. They meet in the middle, the brush of their lips tender and chaste, the prickly hairs of her wig tickling his forehead - the sensation, combined with the lightheaded giddiness coursing through his veins, has him grinning like a fool against her.

Her expression is one of combined curiosity and exasperation when she pulls away. “What?”

“‘Til infinity…and beyond?”

“Yeah? That’s the joke you wanna make right now? We’re married, I just told you you’re my person, I’m dressed like Holly Gennero, and you wanna make a Toy Story joke?”

“I mean I’d like to get you inside so I can save you from the German terrorists, Ms. Gennero, I just thought -”

“It’s Mrs. Peralta.”

He blinks. “What?”

“Gennero is my maiden name,” she says slowly, eyes shining with earnestness and mirth and something deeper, something that makes the heat simmering in his belly begin to stir. “It’s Peralta. Mrs. Peralta.”

He swallows thickly, mouth suddenly dry. “Okay,” he rasps, “Let’s - let’s get you inside - need some medical attention after - after escaping Nakatomi Plaza -”

“The only attention I want is yours, Mr. Peralta,” she interrupts, carefully setting her coconut on the table on her other side. “Hans Gruber wasn’t happy when he realized I’m your wife - thank you for saving me, how can I ever repay you?”

“Oh, it’s about to get real weird in here.” he mutters, and she laughs, stumbling as he yanks her to her feet and leads the way back into their room.

The morning of her birthday - some four months and some-odd days later - starts off far more quietly than he was hoping.

He should count his blessings, of course. He’s actually here for this birthday, for starters - his presence on this day has been a bit of a crapshoot over the last few years. He’s here, and she’s here, too - she may be sound asleep and snoring loud enough to rattle the floorboards, but it counts. They’re both here, they’re both relatively healthy (try as she might, the whole drinking water thing just hasn’t stuck with him yet), there are no impending trials or monster cases or any other scary uncontrollable things looming over their heads.

He should count his blessings, but he can’t.

Because it sounds like Amy is literally sawing logs in their bedroom, and he knows she won’t wake up on her own for hours to come.

“Just a couple of hours,” he mutters to himself as he swipes the spatula through the eggs cooking on the stove top before him, pitching his voice up high, repeating her words still ringing in his head from the night before. “Just a little guidance for the overnight crew, I’ll be home before you finish the Harry Potter marathon on Freeform.”

He scoffs louder than he means to. Amy’s snores continue on.

On a certain level, he knew this would end up happening. The moment her phone rang - which happened to be about half a second after they both settled on the couch to watch said Harry Potter marathon - he knew his plans for her birthday were completely out the window, despite Amy’s exasperated, good-natured assurances that they weren’t.

“Comin’ home at six AM smelling like a whole dog park and sounding like asthmatic Darth Vader,” he mutters, grinning at his own joke in spite of himself as he scrapes the eggs onto the two plates set out on the counter beside the stove. “I’m gonna kill Gary the next time I see him.”

He covers both plates with foil and tucks them into the oven, before snatching the little jewelry box on the counter and tip-toeing out of the kitchen toward their bedroom. He needn’t have bothered - he knows nothing short of a nuclear explosion reaches her when she’s this deeply asleep - but still, he eases the door open and slips inside as soundlessly as possible.

Amy’s star-fished over the bed, torso turned at an angle, head caught in the valley between their pillows. She’s flat on her back - a sign of her increased difficulty breathing - and her mouth is open, drool only just beginning to leak from the corner closer to her pillow. It’s hard to tell with the quilt pulled up as high as it is, but he’s fairly certain she’s still wearing the blouse she left the house in the night before. He stares at her a moment, taking in her awkwardly splayed legs beneath their quilt, her arm bent up under her pillow and the other stretched ram-rod straight across his side of the mattress, curled fingers only just extending past the edge of the bed. Even from here, he can see the dark circles under her eyes, the still red and raw quality of the skin around her nose, her hair uncombed and disheveled on the pillows, the pallor in her forehead and cheeks and neck casting an air of illness about her.

She looks like she’s been dragged through hell and back.

She’s ridiculously, stupidly hot.

She’s his wife.

She’s asleep on her own birthday.

He picks his way across their bedroom floor carefully and sets the jewelry box down on his bedside table before gently moving her arm so that he can perch on the mattress beside her. She snuffles for a moment, pulling her arm out of his grip to cross loosely over her torso, turning just slightly more toward her side of the bed; a moment after she settles, the snoring starts up again.

She’s turned just enough that he has access to a narrow portion of her back, so he slides his hand under her shoulder blade and begins stroking her back with just enough force that it breaks through her subconsciousness. “Babe,” he whispers, and the snoring suddenly cuts off. “Hey, Ames, you awake?”

Her eyes are still closed, but he sees her fingers flex against the quilt; a moment later she turns more earnestly, granting him access to the entire expanse of her back.

(Or maybe it’s so that he can’t see her face anymore.)

“Amy,” he says a little louder, and she hums, legs shifting restlessly beneath the quilt. “C’mon, Ames, wake up.”

“M’tired,” she mumbles hoarsely, and his desire to kill Gary for unknowingly leading her into a dog fighting den crime scene the night before is renewed. “Wanna sleep.”

“I promise you can sleep for the rest of the day if you wake up and have breakfast with me right now.”

She groans - pitiful and reminiscent of a cranky toddler - and he bites the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. “No breakfast,” she mumbles, “jus’ napping. Join me.”

“I wanna give you your birthday present now, though.”

He feels the muscles in her back stiffen; after a moment he draws his hand back and she rolls just far enough to peer up at him through bleary, blood-shot eyes. “Present?” she repeats.

He nods, hoping his smile looks more suggestive than it feels.

“Do I have to get out of bed?”

He considers her a moment. “I mean...I guess we could do breakfast in bed. I just thought, y’know, crumbs -”

“I’ll get up,” she interrupts, voice deadpan.

“You could open your present in bed, though,” he offers as she throws the quilt off, crumpling it down by her feet.

(He was right, she is still wearing the blouse she left the house in last night - but not her pants. And somehow the sight of his wife in a rumpled, wrinkled work shirt and underwear is almost as hot as it is unbearably endearing.)

She props herself up on an elbow, somehow managing to look interested despite vigorously rubbing the sleep out of her eye with her other hand. “It’s not a sex thing, is it? ‘Cause I love you, and everything, but I can barely keep my eyes open -”

“It’s not a sex thing,” he laughs. Her eyes follow the movement of his hand as he leans forward; they seem to light up significantly when she recognizes the shape of the object in his hand. “Sorry I didn’t have time to wrap it.” She takes the box when he offers it to her, eyes darting up to his face as she pries the lid up. “I couldn’t find any non-Christmassy wrapping paper.”

She appears not to hear him - all of her attention is fixated on the contents of the box. He smiles at the emotions flicking across her face as she processes it - the delicate chain, the tiny metal pendant, the way it all seems to catch every modicum of light in the room. He remembers the moment he spotted it - scouring the jewelry section of the department store at the mall near his mom’s house. The little infinity symbol seemed to scream his name, glowing beneath it’s own invisible spotlight until the saleswoman pulled it from the case and handed it to him over the counter.

“Jake,” Amy breathes - and a lump rises up in his throat at the realization that her voice is warbling as she fights off tears. “It’s - it’s -”

“You said on our honeymoon that I’m your person until infinity,” he says softly once he’s sure she won’t finish her sentence. “I hope you already know that you’re mine, too, but in case you didn’t, or you forget...” he gestures to the box, to the necklace whose chain is hooked around Amy’s fingers. “Happy birthday, Amy.”

Tears are brimming in her eyes when he meets her gaze again. “It’s beautiful,” she whispers, letting the chain slip from her fingers so she can touch his face. He leans down and kisses her - and lifts his hands to cup her face when he feels her smile against him.

Her forehead lingers against his when they break apart, tears only just beginning to fall down her still-sallow face. “Here,” he murmurs, leaning back just far enough to pull the necklace out of the box. She reaches around to pull her hair away as he moves to work the clasp. He plants another kiss on her cheek once the necklace is in place, and then another on her lips when she loosely grips his shirt over his chest to hold him in place.

“I love it,” she whispers when they break apart again. “And I love you. So much.”

“I love you so much, too, and I have breakfast made if you’re awake enough for that now, but I’m also beyond happy to join you for a nap if you’re too tired.”

“Breakfast sounds good,” she murmurs, hands sliding down his chest to land loosely in his on his lap. “I do have one question,” she whispers.

“What’s that?”

“Is this an infinity necklace or an infinity-and-beyond necklace?”

“You are so lucky that it’s your birthday and we’re married and legally share all of our jokes, because otherwise I’d totally sue you for that.”

[crusty-chronicles]

The Moon and Sun (Big Sib Reader x Gon/Killua)

Ch 9: The Woes of Traveling

Synopsis: While waiting for the airship that would take you to the NGL, you spend some very much needed time with the boys. Showing them a little more about your ability, until you get into a slight disagreement with a certain silver haired hunter. But he has a knack for calming you down and regaining your favor.

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While the boys continued to hound you with questions, Spin used the observations you gave to help narrow down the search. She concluded that the most likely location of the Chimera Ant would be somewhere along the Balsa Islands. (Of which you were not familiar with)

"Unfortunately that includes the Mitene Union," Kite had added.

Unfortunately?

"Oh! Where the NGL Autonomous Region is," Banana clarified.

"Yes, and that's not to mention East Gorteau. No chance of getting information out of those two countries."

You frowned at that. And before you could question Kite about it, Killua decided to ask one of his own.

"What's the NGL?"

"NGL's an acronym that stands for Neo-Green Life." Banana started to explain.

"It's a country founded by people who reject modern technology. Choosing instead to live in nature." Stick finished.

Bingo

"Then we should check there first. No technology means it's the most vulnerable. News of a giant ant wouldn't spread as fast and it'd take a while for them to get help," You speculated.

Plus, it was better to get a place like that out of the way if the ant wasn't there.

The only issue was, places like that tended to be sticklers to their own rules. No exceptions.

"You've got a point, let me pull it up real quick," Spin said as she typed away. A few moments later, a map of the country was pulled up. All of you crowded around the computer to see.

"They primarily communicate by mail, and primary travel is by horseback Anyone who brings technology into the country could be executed."

And there it was.

Spin explained how there had been a situation with a small television crew. They were caught with equipment, and one was executed. The rest are still in jail to this day.

If you were being honest, you didn't really like the primitive societies. Having grown up in one yourself. You could understand them being upset from the disregard to their culture, but death? You found it hard to believe such a small offense would call for such a brutal punishment.

"Let's agree and assume for now the Chimera Ant washed ashore there. How would the NGL's citizenry react?" Kite's question hung in the air for a second.

If they rejected modern technology, then they'd probably reject modern help. It also depended on how primitive they were. They could've believed the ant was sent by god or something. Or that it was fate/destiny whatever may happen.

Then there was that aspect of government, if they even had one. Big Wigs tended not to give a damn about the people under them as long as it didn't affect them directly. So the off chance that the ant was already there and eating people....

"They probably wouldn't do anything, and it's not like they could anyways. No tech, no weapons," you answered.

Kite nodded.

"True. When a deadly epidemic spread through the area, they refused international medical aid. Because they preferred to let nature run its grisly course instead."

You wanted to be respectful, but it was getting harder the more you learned about this place. Why would you let yourself die, your family die just to enforce a belief that didn't matter.

It was selfish. But you figured that had more to do with the makeshift government than the people.

"Your point about communication is also correct," Kite continued.

"Even if they tried to contact the outside world, it would be too late by the time word arrived. So if the arm that was discovered did belong to the Chimera Ant queen, then it's entirely possible that she's already begun constructing her nest."

Goddamnit

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You weren't too thrilled to be going on this trip. After purchasing tickets that would get you there, you found out a little more about the NGL than you would have liked.

Mainly, the rumors about drugs being manufactured there.

The last thing you needed to deal with was coked up ants. Especially if the boys were the ones fighting them. But there really wasn't anything you could do about it. You'd already given your word that you'd help find the Chimera Ant queen.

So here you are, wandering around the airport in the hopes to pass time. At least you had some decent company.

"Hey, Y/n?" Gon called. You stopped walking and looked down at him.

"Hmm?"

The other boy backtracked towards you when he realized you weren't behind him anymore.

"What made you decide to make your ability tracking?"

You tensed up slightly at the question. You should've guessed it would have been brought up so soon. You momentarily debated another half-truth but decided against it. You let out a tired sigh before answering.

He was too curious for his own good.

"Circumstances called for it, in a sense. It wasn't really my choice if I'm being honest. Just something I had to do."

To be fair, you could have developed a fighting ability as well, but it wasn't something you had been focused on at the time.

"What circumstances?"

"That's a story for another time, kay?" You lightly elbowed him. He pouted but dropped it.

"How young were you when you developed it?" This time it was Killua who asked. He seemed a little hesitant to, probably due to your reaction the last time he pried for information.

You were such an ass for that.

"Let's see," you thought back on it for a sec.

"Around four. It was fully developed by five."

"What!?!?"

You wanted to laugh at the bugged-out expression they both wore.

"There's no way! That's like how Killua was dropped off at Heaven's Arena as a baby!"

"Yeah but I didn't even know about nen until now! How did you figure it out at four!?!?"

Heaven's Arena? Like the place where people fought for money? God they were so reckless. First Chrollo, now this? You didn't think they'd ever run out of ways to surprise you. (For the worst that is)

You put your hands up before they could start shaking you again.

"Hey, hold on. I didn't just wake up one day and decide to use nen. It's thanks to the people I was with that pushed me there. And no, I will not be answering anymore questions today. Please and thank you."

You could feel the disappointment from both auras. See the grumpy frowns on their faces. And instantly your resolve broke.

God what was wrong with you. You were becoming too damn soft.

"How 'bout I show you two something cool instead. Fair?" You offered. They both beamed up at you.

Fakers.

"Let's find somewhere to sit first, okay?"

"Okay!"

"Fine, but it better be cool."

You spotted a bench a little ways away. You were grateful it was empty. You didn't think you could tolerate being squished together like sardines again.

It was also right next to-

You couldn't stop the gasp that left your mouth. Nor the way your eyes immediately lit up with stars. The boys sent you questioning stares and followed your line of vision.

A small snack shack with cookies on the display.

And as quickly as your delighted expression came, it also left. You shook your head and continued to your destination.

Killua looked over to Gon. They nodded to each other in agreement.

"I'll be right back. Go ahead and show Gon first," Killua called as he dashed past you.

You tilted your head in confusion. They were plotting something, weren't they? Goblins, the both of them. But you decided to let it go.

So long as it didn't lead to any trouble.

You sat down on the rickety old bench and patted the spot next to you. Gon complied, anticipation radiating off of him.

"You wanna know how I see the world?" Well, how you saw people more like it. But you thought the way you asked was a little cheesier. It fit with the vibe you were going for.

The softness

"Yeah! I wanna be able to see people's auras like you! It sounds fun!" You laughed at his enthusiasm.

"Wait! Are you gonna train me!?!?" He beamed up brighter at you.

"No, that'll be a while from now. I said I was gonna show you something cool, and training you to see them would take months." You clarified with a genuine smile.

The boy deflated slightly, but was all smiles again as he saw you make circle shapes with your hands and coat them with nen.

Like glasses.

Oh

He understood now.

You moved your hands to his eyes and waited for his reaction.

What he could see was everything. Little outlines of aura trailing every person. Sparks of emotion that seemed clearer to read. And the field of vision went further than he was used to seeing.

It was pretty cool. And useful. No wonder you had been able to find him so easily on Greed Island.

Your hands moved away at the feeling of Killua's presence.

"Took you long enough, gremlin."

He scooched on the other side of you.

"Yeah, well the line was long okay."

Before you could question him about it, a small bag was placed in your lap. You picked it up to inspect and let out another gasp.

The choked sound earning a laugh from the duo on either side of you.

Your eyes closed and you cupped your face to stop the warmth from spreading. Little delighted squeaks as you realized what it was.

A little baggie of chocolate chip cookies.

They had never seen you beam at something before. Never seen a smile so pure and bright from you. Like whatever had been weighing you down before was temporarily gone.

Not even when you had been talking with Kite were you this happy.

You snapped from your delighted daze after a few seconds.

"Oh right, let me show you the thing," you said as you clutched the bag close to you. Like it was made of the most precious material in the world.

Killua's face scrunched in confusion at your words. Then turned into shock as you once again made glasses with your hands and lifted them to his eyes.

Like Gon, he could see everything. The auras, the emotions, and much to his delight-the strength of everyone. So this was how you detected Binolt. Pretty handy. Maybe he could bribe you with candy to teach them how to see like you.

Which begs the question...

"Can we see your aura?"

You thought about it for a minute and inevitably gave in. Mourning the loss of setting your cookies down to do so.

"Sure, just don't get all scared." It was meant to lighten the mood, but a small part of you really meant it. You weren't trained to read yourself, so you didn't have any clue what they would see. You just hoped it wasn't bad.

You kneeled in front of them, one hand for each eye. You coated the space with your nen and waited.

The first thing they noticed was how faint your aura was. Like you were suppressing it. The next thing was your emotions. Nervousness, exhaustion, and that spark of uncontainable joy from before. Which made sense considering the events that just transpired.

But it was the ones buried under them that were concerning.

Guilt, fear, and regret.

A silent agreement was made not to mention those. Not to press you on them. Whatever caused you to feel that way, you'd tell them when you were ready.

You moved your hands away all too soon.

"Soooo, was that or wasn't that the coolest thing you've ever seen?" You stood up with mock confidence, unnerved by the worry now radiating off of them.

"It was okay, not as cool as the visualization thingy." Killua's quip had the mood lightening slightly.

"Well beggars can't be choosers, gremlin." The worry was gone.

"I can still return these," he said lifting up the small bag.

Your eyes widened in dispair.

"Nononono!!!! Please, my precious little Moon Star don't do it!!!! I'll die! I won't be able to go on without them!"

Killua ignored your light attempts to get the bag back, instead smiling smugly at Gon.

"I've got a cooler nickname than you now," he mouthed.

The boy in green puffed out his cheeks.

"No you don't!"

"Yeah I do!" The small assassin verbalized.

"Don't!"

"Do!"

"Don't!"

And while Killua was distracted, you made a fast grab, successfully taking the bag away. He didn't notice as he continued to argue with his best friend.

That was until both of them heard a crunch followed by another excited squeak. They peaked over the bench to see you happily munching away on a cookie.

"Stealer," Killua huffed out.

Gon nudged his shoulder.

"Leave them." He scolded.

It was quite comical to see someone with such a rough exterior go so soft over a few sweets. And the fact that you would growl if they tried to reach for one just to tease you.

It was almost enough to make the three of you forget about the situation at hand.

Almost.

You'd felt Kite's aura approach, then stop. A feeling of hesitance replacing the calm.

And in truth he was a little hesitant. The three of you looked so peaceful. So happy.

Like a little family.

It'd be a damn shame if something happened to it.

All the more reason he should confirm you all knew what you were getting yourselves into. This job would be dangerous. And it just might ruin the peace you had created with each other.

So he'd let the three of you have your moment. Hopefully not the last one if things went according to plan.

With that he continued on to your small group.

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Your head snapped up at the sound of footsteps approaching. Realizing it was Kite, you relaxed. Seems he was gonna talk to the three of you after all.

"It may be too late to ask this, but are you all sure you want to come along?" His voice immediately catching the boys' attention.

The question was genuine, but a little redundant to ask.

You all were still here, weren't you?

And these boys were the furthest thing from cowards.

But you supposed from an outsider looking in, things would look different. An emotionally and physically drained adult chasing around two hyperactive kids. You probably would have been concerned too.

Their answer was immediate and you wouldn't have expected anything else.

"Of course."

"You weren't kidding about the 'late' part, huh?"

There was momentary shock from Kite's aura. Then eyes fell on you expectantly.

"What? I thought I was in this by default. Can't exactly track an ant without a tracker, you know?"

Unwavering determination from the three of you. Safe to assume where one went, the other two would follow. Still, Kite needed to make sure you all knew of the potential risks entering the NGL. That the three of you would be prepared for it.

"As you know, we have no idea what the situation is inside the NGL. There may very well be a swarm of giant Chimera Ants already hunting humans down. And if that does indeed turn out to be the case, then my priority will be saving them."

Kite's gaze lingered on his team. A surge of protectiveness radiating off him. You could respect that. You could relate to that.

"Be aware that I may not be able to help you three. If you're going to join us, you must be able to protect yourselves."

And again your boys had answered without hesitation.

"Right, I got it!"

"We'll be okay."

Surprisingly, you weren't pushed for an answer. And it may or may not have to do with the fact that he had seen your strength the day he met you. Your speed that rivaled his and was probably even faster. Your strong will to protect those boys.

You'd already proven enough of your capabilities.

Too bad he was unaware it was purely for defense.

"...And if it happens to be me who finds himself in danger, then leave me there. You got it?"

An uncomfortable tension filled the air. Unease in Gon and Killua's auras. And yours too.

"DON'T LEAVE ME HERE! PLEASE! DON'T LEAVE ME!"

"Shut the hell up, would you?" Your tone was harsh and all the previous joy gone. Instead replaced by agitation. The change in mood was very much unexpected.

Not good. You were scary when you were angry. Especially since you seemed to be getting along well with Kite before.

"You don't leave your friends to die if you know you can save them. Whether you want the help or not, I don't give a damn. If that upsets you then you can shove it. But I will not have you instilling bad morals onto my brothers. End of discussion." Your eyes were colder than they had been. It was hard to pinpoint exactly what it was in them.

But it wasn't hate, wasn't exactly anger. The closest to it was disappointment. Like you were scolding him over something that seemed like common knowledge. Before he could properly explain to you what he meant, you had already gotten up and left for the airship. The two boys trailing behind you, casting an apologetic glance his way as they passed him.

A bear and its cubs.

Kite had to remember to pick his words better addressing those boys. He supposed it was sweet in a way, how serious you took raising them. It let him know they would be safe with you.

It was just dealing with your troublesome temper that would be a pain. (Good thing he was very experienced in that area.)

If you and Ging ever did meet, the two of you would probably kill each other.

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You'd never been on an airship before. Usually when you had to get somewhere, you'd walk. There was the occasional hitchhike, but you never had the proper money to afford decent travel.

And this was nice. Very nice.

The city lights below you and the sunset unobscured. It was calming. Something you really needed right now.

You hadn't meant to snap, but there were just some things that would inevitably set you off. It was nobody's fault but your own for not conveying them. Still, you weren't too fond of somebody telling your boys to leave their friends when things got rough. No matter how much you liked him.

It wasn't because you thought it would make them cowards. God no, you always reminded them not to pick stupid fights. You just didn't want them to regret running away.

Survivor's guilt was a bitch.

It was not something two twelve-year-old little boys should have to deal with.

You glanced over at them. They were looking out of the window, expressions somber. You could feel nervousness, but you'd give anything to know what they were actually thinking about.

Should you say something?

You were never good at comforting people.

But you didn't like the quiet. Not anymore.

"You two okay?" Were you being awkward right now? Yes, yes you were. But you were trying, that had to count for something, right?"

A moment of silence that seemed to stretch on for eternity.

"You called us your brothers." There was a twinkle in Gon's eye as he said it. It was hopeful.

Then it disappeared as Killua thwacked the back of his head.

"Idiot! Was that the only thing you've been thinking about!?!?"

"Well no, but it's still pretty important!!! They've never called us that before!!!"

"Yeah but we can focus on that later!"

Before you knew it, you were laughing at their shenanigans. You'd been worried over nothing. They were fine. Stupid, but fine.

"Hey! Just whaddya' think you're laughing about!" Killua pointed an accusatory finger at you, face red from embarrassment. You did your best to stifle your giggles before answering.

"Nothing. You two are just goobers is all."

"Ew, what're you fifty? You sound like a senior citizen. You look like one too with those bags under your eyes."

You let out a fake noise of offense.

"Yeah? And what, does that make you Ben Franklin, you little eel."

His embarrassment worsened as Gon laughed at your comment.

"I forgot about that! He is an eel!"

Killua huffed and crossed his arms.

"Can't believe you turned my own best friend against me. Not very big sibling behavior."

You shook your head in amusement. What a day you were having. At least it would end on a high note.

"Oh, Y/n," Gon called.

You turned your head to give him your attention.

"Thank you for earlier."

Your face scrunched in confusion.

"For what?"

"You remember what Kite said before we left? That we should escape without him if he's in danger?"

"Yes?" What did you do that deserved thanks? If anything, you were just being a snippy bitch.

"I wanted to thank you for what you said. That friends don't leave each other behind. I don't think me and Killua would have been able to put that into words. Well, more like say it directly. So thank you."

"Yeah, he didn't make it sound like it was a choice. So I guess I appreciate that you gave us one," Killua added.

You didn't know what to do with this. The gratitude for something you thought was common sense. It wasn't like you'd made some heroic speech on the power of friendship. You just talked from experience.

So you did the only thing you could think of and flicked their foreheads.

"You goblins. Don't thank me for something small like that. I'm the Big Sib, remember? I can't just let someone be teaching you bad habits. What kind of example would I be setting if I agreed to let you run away with your tail between your legs?"

The resounding laughter from both of them had your face going warm.

"Hey! I don't recall saying anything funny! So quit it!"

"It's just-" Gon started before getting cut off by a wheeze.

"You're being so serious over a 'thank you'. You know, you're acting more like a parent right now!" Killua hung off of Gon to steady himself.

Your face went a darker shade.

"I'm nobody's parent! I barely agreed to be your sibling!" You turned to leave, trying not to fluster yourself further.

"Waitwaitwait!" A small grab on your wrist.

"You never let me finish talking." It was Gon who seemed to have collected himself at last.

"You said thank you, sounds like you finished to me."

He shook his head.

"I didn't. That was only part of it. Please sit down and listen." And there were the puppy dog eyes. You hated yourself for how easily you gave in every time.

"Fine. Not like I wanted to nap or anything." You gave his hair a ruffle before sitting on yet another rickety bench, Killua next to you.

"Okay, there's something that I've been thinking about. I want your honest opinion. Do you really think Kite, a guy Ging respects, can ever actually be in that much danger? He said to leave if things got bad, but how bad could they really get if he's so strong?"

Technically, the one friend of Ging's you'd met was a titan. So the odds of Kite being in trouble seemed slim. Then again, you still didn't know how strong these ants would be.

"People slip up. They get tired. Reckless when protecting something important. No matter how strong or respected someone is, there will always be a weakness. And because this is an enemy we've never faced, it's hard to predict what will happen. We can just hope for the best."

So many damn factors could determine a fight. No matter how skilled someone was, one small mistake was all it took.

You wished you didn't know why he had asked that, but you did. And it was because he was considering Kite's words in full. Mulling over what would be the right decision to do. Honor his wishes, or agree with you.

Then there was that familiar spark of determination. And you knew the words that would accompany it would be said with so much certainty, there would be no room to argue.

"I don't know the reason Ging brought me and Kite together, and maybe I never will...But I won't just give up. It doesn't matter what's going on here, I just don't wanna disappoint him, you know?"

You decided then and there that Ging Freecs was the worst person in the world. Gon, who had never even met him, was worried about his approval. The man who had dropped him off at his cousin's and told one of his best buddies to fight him full force. That was the one he didn't want to disappoint.

This kid, who had always felt like he failed when he couldn't accomplish something, didn't deserve that. Didn't deserve to have his self-worth be determined by a man who wasn't there.

So yes, you decided you officially hated Ging. And if you ever met him, you'd be sure to knock him down a peg or two.

"Or me. I couldn't forgive myself either. I won't run away. That's what I've decided. I won't leave my friend to die, not if I can save him." Gon's voice snapped you from your thoughts.

And after processing what he said, you felt a surge of pride. Such a good kid who was cursed with an ass of a father.

"Atta boy." At your praise, he ducked his head down, a feeling of bashfulness overtaking his aura.

"And you? What've you decided, gremlin?" You nudged the boy next to you.

"Don't know. I guess I'd just think about it when the time comes," Killua answered.

"Really? What if it was one of us?" You were being a little mean, pressing him like that. But no matter his answer, it wouldn't change a thing. You'd die to keep these boys alive. And you probably would.

"Well, if it's you two, I'll try my best. But anyone else, it just depends. I don't do these hypotheticals, okay!?!?"

You patted his head, much to his dismay.

"Then let's all agree on something. We look out for each other there, okay? Do what we can, so the rest can do what we can't. And don't be scared to ask for help. I know you two are stubborn, but please be careful."

Were you making another promise?

They nodded, hands reaching towards yours to shake on it.

You were about to make yourself comfortable to start napping when your eyes caught a flash of silver. A familiar calming aura approaching, then it stopped.

You stood up to get a better vantage point and sure enough, there he was. Perhaps he had caught the last part of your conversation with the boys and stopped himself from interrupting.

He noticed you a few seconds later. You were still very much agitated by his previous statement, but you weren't about to be an even bigger ass over that.

He did buy the three of you tickets to come along. And he did double check with the three of you before boarding.

Goddamnit, you couldn't even properly hold a grudge now.

So with the boys distracted with each other, you started up another silent conversation.

'You wanna talk or something? Away from the boys though. You've gotta earn that privilege again.'

Was that relief you were sensing?

'I was hoping to talk to you in private, if that's ok with you?'

You looked back over to the two boys who were currently arguing over dibs for training with you first. Dummies.

You turned back towards Kite and nodded.

"I'll be back, don't do anything that gets me in trouble."

A protest of 'hey's' as you left to follow the taller male. Which wasn't far. The airship was spacious but not big. You two stopped a little ways around the bend.

Your arms were crossed and your stare was expectant. He really did prefer it when you weren't mad. The way you looked a few moments ago. But even though you were upset, you were not an unreasonable person. He'd seen that firsthand himself.

The uncomfortable tension was back. But you'd disrupted it soon after. For better or worse, neither of you could tell.

"This the part where you apologize for traumatizing my boys by asking them to leave you to die?" You may have been exaggerating. But damnit, they shouldn't have to think about things like that.

Your dramatics were expected and like before, Kite would bite back.

"Is this the part where you tell me to screw my explanation?" It was slightly teasing, but completely dispelled your previous agitation.

Your eyes widened, not expecting his response. However, you rebounded quickly.

"If it sucks, then yes. But if you've got a good one I'd love to hear it."

The air became thicker as his expression turned serious.

"You care about those boys, don't you?" You both knew the answer to that very well. Nevertheless, you nodded to confirm.

"Then it's your duty to keep them safe. If I'm in a fight I can't win, what hope to they have?"

And before you could protest on their behalf, he continued.

"They would be putting themselves in a danger they can't beat. Letting emotions get in the way and making mistakes they shouldn't. Good intentions or not, they'd only end up getting in the way. It's your responsibility to take them out of that situation. To protect them."

The same song and dance as before. He was right and you'd jumped the gun a little too soon. The rational part of your brain listening to his words and knowing he was right. But....

"That's not the issue. Trust me, I'm gonna make sure nothing happens to them, even if it kills me. But you don't know what you're talking about asking them to run away. It's not just about doing what's morally right. It's the affect it's going to have."

Affect? Now he was the one a little at loss for words.

"What do you mean?"

You hesitated for a second. Dread and guilt bubbling to the surface.

"As someone who has had to make that choice...I made the wrong one. I don't want them making the wrong one too. It's not something that goes away, the guilt. It festers and grows and it just..." You shook your head, trying to rid away everything negative.

"You don't know what you're asking of them. If there's a chance, even a small one that everybody comes out okay, then we'll make it happen."

Oh

So that was why you were mad.

It made sense now. All of it actually. And when you put it like that, it was hard to argue with. But there was still that image of the happy family broken because one of you had gone back.

You needed to know that. You needed to see past those feelings to understand that. Maybe it was asking too much of you, but this was an important job. One he and his team could not mess up.

"What if you can't? What if it's too late to save someone and you know it? Would you still foolishly try?" It was cruel, but there wasn't a nicer way to put it.

You looked down then. Like you felt defeated. And for a brief moment he thought he knew what your answer would be. He was wrong.

"No...I wouldn't have." He thought the conversation would have ended there, but it didn't. And why it didn't made him respect you all the more.

"But things have changed for me. They've changed me. And even though I know it's a fool's game," Your hands had clenched.

"I would do it in a heartbeat. But if you're so adamant about this, then I want you to make me a promise in exchange."

You didn't agree with him, but you had agreed to follow through in his wishes. It was only fair he do the same.

"Promise that if I have to fight to give them time, you'll get them out of there. You'll keep them safe for me. If I need to die, then make sure they live." Your eyes met Kite's. He would never tire seeing your resolve, but now there was something softer mixed in. Vulnerable.

"I know they can be a handful, but they'll grow on you." He didn't need you to try and convince him to agree. He'd already decided the second you proposed it. Still, you loved your little family and wanted to ensure they would be safe.

A breath of fresh air compared to some of the other hunters he had met. (Even if you weren't exactly one.)

You extended your hand towards his. He took it, noticing a small amount of aura coating it.

"I swear on my nen, that if I know you can't be saved, we'll run."

It was a curse. No a condition. He had never met someone who bet their nen on their word. But your resolve was absolute, not worried about the potential ramifications of your actions. You were serious about keeping your promise.

A spark of something akin to admiration was felt. You stood strong and unmoving and it was having an affect on him.

It wasn't hard to see why both boys looked up to you so much.

You'd place a condition on your nen to keep your promise. So he would too. As a show of good faith. A show of trust.

"I swear on my nen, as well. If something should happen to you, I'll take care of Gon and Killua in your place." His own aura coated his palm.

You looked up at him in shock. Did he have any idea what he was about to do? That this was permanent until the conditions had been met or null?

"You know what happens if you break it, right? This isn't something to take lightly. It's binding." You warned. But Kite looked unfazed by your words, aura a familiar calm.

"I know. Does it make you uncomfortable that I'm willing to meet your stakes?" It was a genuine question. He assumed you would have been happy. Maybe a snarky comment here and there, but not surprised. Was this another boundary he was unaware of?

"No. I just wanted to make sure." You finally shook on it, a feeling of your nen exchanging with his before it was over.

Why had he done that? Why had he put a condition on himself? Just because you did it??? You didn't get it. Promises were important to you, and now a promise like this? Where both parties had agreed to give something up in case it was broken... Where stakes were mutual...

No

You knew why

And it had your slowed heart beating in overdrive inside your chest.

"You're.... You're a good person. For meeting me halfway on this. Thank you, Kite." Your tone was the softest it had been with him. There was gratitude yes, but there was something else. It was almost intimate.

And when you said his name like that, with such fondness, it made him want to keep you around. Just to hear it said in the same way again.

A tongue for a dagger with a heart of gold. That's what you were. A smart ass with a big heart, especially with those two boys.

Maybe he would invite you to stay when this was all over.

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Unbeknownst to the two of you, pairs of eyes watched the exchange from afar. Both of them trying to wrap their heads around what you just did.

You shook hands coated in nen and that was it. But why? They couldn't figure it out. From where they were, they couldn't really hear you all that well.

But one of them could read lips, and what he deciphered shocked him in a way that was terrifying.

Because what Killua had just witnessed was you willing to give up your nen, what made you you, for their safety. That you would give up your life to make sure he and Gon got out safe.

What the hell was wrong with you!?!? Doing something so stupid over something that wouldn't happen!!!! You'd made a big deal about not running away a few minutes ago, so what was the-

Your wording.

There was an 'if'. If you know you can save them.

'But if you couldn't' was what you bet your nen on.

And it brought the earlier conversation to full light. What he would do if you and Gon were just in danger. Without knowing if saving either of you was an option.

Would you hate him if he decided to run?

He knew Gon wouldn't leave you, that he wouldn't have even entertained the thought. But it wasn't as cut and dry for Killua.

It had been instilled in him to flee from battles he could not win. To run and save his own life.

And what if that actually happened? Would the two of you stay?

Would either of you forgive him?

Would you still think of him as your little brother? A killer turned coward?

You never stayed mad or upset with him. And Gon always believed the best in him.

"One day you'll betray your friends and then you'll kill them." He froze at the sound of Illumi's voice. His words were still engraved in his mind.

"You don't leave your friends to die if you can save them." But so were yours.

"You're no good."

"Okay, I'll admit it. That was pretty unexpected. And cool."

"You're weak."

"Just try a little harder and you'll have it down."

"Foolish little brother."

"He's cautious and knows how to pick his battles. And despite the shit his family's put him through, he's still a good kid."

His brother had taught him everything he's ever known, and a part of him was grateful for that.

But you and Gon had shown him a different way. A way built on trust rather to than fear. And out of the voices battling in his head, yours was the one he would rather listen to. The better one.

The one that made him feel safe.

He would try for you.

Try to be a good person for you and Gon.

Try to save the two of you if anything happened.

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Not so Fun Fact #10: Y/n's Hemophobia stems from being exposed to too much at a young age.

Not so Fun Fact #11: Y/n became homeless at the age of 8

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An: Me??? Making a small filler chapter 😱😱😱 Yes, now let me stall for Kite's life. Kite my beloved, I apologize for what I'm about to do to you next chapter.😞😞😞 Gon and Killua my scrunkies, I also apologize for what I'm about to do to you the following chapter after that😞😞😞 (Or maybe through the power of procrastination I can stall the angst for one more chapter.)

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Celebrity Crush || Interviews Day 1

Paring: Joseph Quinn x Original female costar

Word Count: 2134

Summary: It’s the first day of many for season 4 interviews

Warnings: cute interactions

A/N: For this I’ll be using my OFC in Trouble in Hawkins for this OFC to play her.

Last: Premiere | Next: Theories & More

"Look who's last to show up." Maya says as I walk into the room. "There were some problems with the car." I take my seat between her and Natalia. "Presley is always last to show up." Joe says making me turn to look back at him, "I am not!" I slap his knee. "Sometimes..." Joseph adds making me turn the other way to look back at him. "You know what... I may be last but I'm still always on time. I've never been late." I turn back around to face the front. "That's a fair point." Natalia gives me a pass. Before the long interviews start, the five of us just sit on our phones bored.

Joseph: You just had to wear green pants too.

I look back at him and realized he was wearing green pants as well.

Presley: I look better.

I send him the text and he lets out a chuckle before we're told it's time to get ready. The first question was about Maya and Natalia working together since last season they had no scenes of them together really. "Joe, Steve's storyline in the first few episodes is about him trying to figure out his own love life. I'm curious what you think Steve needs?" The guys asks him so I look back some to look at him. "A swift kick in the butt." He says making us laugh. "He literally has the perfect girl in front of him and he messed it up and needs to fix it." He answers. He then asks Joseph what was it like jumping into the show and he tells him it was great because he felt comfortable with us. "What can you guys tell me about the big bad this season, Vecna?" The asks us. "Sexy." Maya says making me cover my mouth from laughing too loud. "He's not good." Joe adds. "Cruel with how he kills." I add and the others agree.

We have a few minutes before the next person so I get a drink of water. "I think I actually pull off the green pants better." Joseph walks up beside me. "What makes you think that though?" I tilt my head looking at him. "People can actually see my pants on camera not you. So that means I look better." He gives me a smile. "It doesn't work that way." We go back to our seats for the next interview. "Who always nails it in the first take?" The man asks us. "Priah, Gaten and Presley." They all say so I agree with them. "Who is the last one to always leave their trailer?" I point back again the Joe's. "Wig and something else." I say and they agree. "Oh right, yeah." Joe nods his head. Slowly I start to zone out but still listen to the man just nodding my head. "Yeah, we do laugh a lot." I agree with Maya. "Presley, usually starts the fun with Gaten." Joe adds.

The next lady asks on a scale 1-10 how scary the show was and how dark it got. "It was so fun seeing the friendship between Steve and Skylar, then last season the both of them with Robin. Now this season we get Robin and Nancy and Eddie and Skylar." She goes on about the girls being together and not about Sky and Eddie once so I speak up. "I'd like to add I like how the brothers give the viewers some knowledge of that Eddie and Sky already being sort of distant friends so their friendship being close this season wasn't too random." I speak up looking back at Joseph. "Yeah, that knowledge for us made us working together easier." Joseph nods his head.

"I actually really love the chemistry between Eddie and Skylar... If you guys were a viewer watching the show who would you pick Skylar to be with?" She asks us. "Wow, that's a tough one... if I was a viewer, I'd probably pick Steve. Only because we've seen their relationship change and grow throughout the last three seasons." Natalia looks at the three of us. "That's true. From the whole enemies to friends to lovers trope." Maya agrees. "Steve, because they've been through a lot. He just needs to man up and fix their relationship. As a viewer you can tell they love each other." Joe answers. "As a viewer Steve but being biased I say Eddie." Joseph laughs. "Great, it's my turn now..." I laugh thinking about it, "I would say I don't care." I answer truthfully. "Really?" The lady asks. "I say that because I see she has chemistry with both. Yeah, there's more history with Steve but one; he cheated on her. Two; he's taking his time trying to fix his mistake and their relationship. With Steve taking his time it lets there be more time where Sky and Eddie think about their feelings for each other. So I don't care because she's good with both."

"Presley, how was it for you playing a character who has boy problems?" The next lady laughs. "Weird because I never have that problem. I've never had so many guys like me one after another." I laugh. "Wait, are you saying guys don't find you attractive?" Joe asks shocked. "My whole like I grew up as the ugly friend and people reminded me daily." I nod my head. "Bet they take it back now." Joseph says making me laugh, "One did apologize." I tell him. She asks if we had all the power and control what would we manifest for our character. "Maya I feel like you would have a great answer for that." Joe puts the spot light on her. "I think I would like to umm, have a powerful love story with Nancy Wheeler but she chooses Jonathan instead of me. Also I die sacrificing myself to the monster just for trauma to being Steve and Skylar back together." She answers the questions. "That's exactly what I was gonna say." Joe jokes. "I'd say for everyone just to have a ending they deserve. Eddie goes through stuff and I feel sorry for the dude. Robin needs to find love, Nancy needs to realize she doesn't need a man, Steve and Skylar need to become best friends again." I answer.

It felt like the interviews got longer and long as time with on because I was getting so tired. "Whose performance blew you away this season?" We're asked. "My baby Sadie Sink and then I'd say this lovely man to behind me to my left." I turn towards Joseph patting his knee." I say happy with my answer. Who has the best taste in music was next. "Me. Because I'm offended when people don't like my music." I laugh. "I think I am sitting with three people who have very distinct very good taste in music." Natalia says then gives me a smile. "I'm joking it's four. Presley listens to like everything so you never know what you get when she shuffles music." She says and the others agree.

"Would you rather rent a movie, play D&D, or hit the roller rink?" We're asked. "Rent a movie. I suck at D&D and I can't roller-skate." I answer. "Your asking a room full of actors if whether or not we're watching a movie or do anything else. I think the answers probably watch movies." Maya answer. "What 80's movie would you rent?" The next question is asked. "Either The Labyrinth or Lost Boys." I smile then Joseph says any by John. "Who makes you laugh the most on set?" He asks us. "We have a lot of laughs in set. That's the best part about this show. That's pretty much all we do." Joe says. "It's very true but picking a person I pick Gaten." I laugh.

Finally when we were done we clap our hands because sitting in these chairs were hell. "I'm starving." I get up stretching my arms. "Do you wanna go out for lunch?" Joseph walks up beside me. "Do I wanna go out for lunch? Like with you?" I ask turning to face him. "Or you can go have it alone. Whatever you prefer." He says with a smile making me laugh. "Do you have anything in mind?" I ask as I get my things together. "Not really. Do you?" He asks as I put my bag over my shoulder. "Anyplace with breadsticks. I really want some breadsticks." I let him know. "I think we can find place with breadsticks for you.” He chuckles. “Yes.” I clap my hands excited.

We find a place to eat at before we leave then go in our separate cars. “Table for two, please.” I tell the hostess and they take us to a table. “You were determined to talk about Skylar and Eddie earlier during that one interviewer.” Joseph speaks as we look through the menu. “Because I didn’t want you left out. She brought it up but only talked to Maya and Natalia. Why bring up our characters if you’re not going to talk to us about them.” I tell him and he just nods his head with a slight smile. As soon as the breadsticks hit the table a huge grin spreads across my face. “Come to mama.” I reach for one as see Joseph laughing at me. “What?” I ask with a slight frown confused.

“Come to mama and your smile… it’s cute since it’s for breadsticks.” He takes one himself. “Because I love them. Especially the ones with mozzarella cheese in them. Mmm, I love them.” I think about them. “Are you looking forward to sitting in a chair for hours tomorrow again?” He asks as we wait for our food. “I just hope they don’t ask the same questions over and over. It’s so tiring. Then it sucks when people catch on and realize you’re annoyed of the same question because your answer gets flatter and flatter.” I explain with a sigh. “Then they get mad at you for seeming rude when you’re just tried if repeating yourself.” He says making nod my head agreeing.

As we eat we and the restaurant got slightly more crowed a few people started to recognize us but we ignored them. “Oh, back to the topic on interviews tomorrow… what do you plan on wearing so we don’t match. I have to make sure I look better than you.” I joke with him. “Maybe tan colors. I don’t know yet.” He makes a face laughing. “So boring got.” I laugh at him. “What all are you doing tomorrow?” He asks. “I have a friendship test with Sadie, theories and the rest of the interviews with y’all. Then the following day I have a wired autocomplete by myself along with my first. Sadie is doing those tomorrow, I believe. Along with Noah and Gaten for the wired autocomplete.” I give him the run down.

“You’re a very busy person.” He says as we finish up. “I’m not normally. Since the second season that’s when my schedule slowly got longer. Us older ones are never as busy as the kids since the show is mainly about them. Makes me happy I’m not their age.” I laugh then pay for both of our meals. “I could have paid for mine. You didn’t have to do that. Plus I asked if you want to come have lunch.” Joseph gives me a look. “But it was my idea to come eat so that’s why I paid. And I’m just being a good person.” We stand up from our table. “Next time we eat… I’m paying, got that.” He points his finger at me so I laugh at him. “Fine, you can pay next time we have lunch together.” I say as we go outside to our rides. “See you tomorrow at work.” He waves goodbye to me.

As I get into the vehicle I get a text from a friend saying a fan posted a picture of Joseph and I eating and now people think we were on a date. “God. Can two people of the opposite sex not have lunch together without people thinking their on a date?” I ask out loud. “Everyday people can but when you’re a celebrity no. The public will automatically assume things.” My driver speaks up making me look up at him. “I didn’t ask for you input James.” I say with a chuckle. “You spoke out loud Miss Presley. In a form of a question, might I add.” He now chuckles looking at me from the mirror. “Fine, you win.” I put my hands up. “That’s what now? Six to five?” I roll my eyes at him. “Yeah, yeah, yeah. You’re ahead by one point.”

[sea-owl]

Oof the angst when the Bridgertons find out about Penelope is gonna Hurt especially for Colin who I know almost went bat shit crazy trying to find out what happened to Penelope. Add in the fact that this btch Lady Whistledown keeps taunting them about bits and pieces about his Pen and keeps changing what she says like one moments she's insinuating that she's been tortured and another time is that Pen is being held captive and also times where LW comments about Pen being dead and Colin is hair thread away from snapping because he knows LW knows exactly what happened to Pen and he, Eloise and the rest of the Bridgertons will stop at nothing to figure out the truth.

Ya'll gonna hate me for this but I can probably make it extra sad. (We really should find a happy post for this au)

After Lucy accidentally snatches Penelope's hood and Felicity's wig and they see red hair on Lady Whistledown and Black Cat the Bridgerton brain cell starts working overtime. The clues are there but if they were wrong it would be like losing them all over again.

Before the confrontation, one of the sisters had managed to find a video of the night Penelope died. Every single one of them were horrified. But that wasn't right, they have no memory of this! That night they were . . .they were . . . they were? Ugh! It's all fuzzy!

Colin, Gregory, and Lucy manages to track Lady Whistledown and Black Cat to a church. They were supposed to be meeting some of their clients but their siblings had gone off to take care of them. (aka the other spouses)

The masks comes off, it's official, Penelope and Felicity Featherington are alive.

The sisters are about to make their escape when Colin dropped to his knees in front of Penelope, begging her to look into his mind and see what he saw that night. He understands why she hates him now but he needs her to do this.

Gregory and Lucy ask the same thing of Felicity.

Free access into a heroe's mind? How could they refuse?

Going into their minds the sister's saw that night from a different perspective.

"You were mind controlled."

"You did try to save me."

Colin hugs Penelope, Gregory and Lucy hug Felicity. Eloise and Hyacinth rush in not long after and give their own hugs to their best friends. The other Bridgertons join in as well too.

"The others got away, but hey with you two it would be no problem tracking them down!" One of them say.

Penelope and Felicity look at each other. "No."

"No?"

"No," the sisters said more firmly. "We have a lucrative business. Why would I give up being Lady Whistledown just because we cleared up that night?"

"I actually enjoy being Black Cat as well," Felicity added. "Plus the ones that were here tonight were actually close friends. Why would we give them up?"

The masks went back on. Lady Whistledown and Black Cat left the church.

[watchtheworld-burn]

WILL BYERS

Obsessive and possessive! Will Byers x Male! reader

Stranger Things

Genre: Thriller

Pronouns: He/Him

Status: Series

Warning: Cursing, Characters are a little OOC, Spoilers.

Author's note: 1 more episode and I'm done, by the way when I'm done with season 1 I will post a yandere Will Byers x Male reader. It might take a long time since I need the plot for it so please be patient. Also sorry for the lack of yandere content here.

EPISODE 7: THE BATHTUB

After you guys brought Eleven to Mike's house, You and El went to the bathroom in the basement to clean her up since she was very dirty. You wiped her cheek. "That’s better." You said and El looked in the mirror, She then touched her head probably saying that she needs the wig.

"You don’t need it." You said. "Still pretty?" El asked you. "Of course, you're really pretty." You told her and She smiles. "El, We're glad you're back, especially Mike." You told her. She blushed. "I'm glad too." She agreed and smiled. "Well let's go, they're probably waiting for us." You said and she nodded, before you were about to open the door Dustin suddenly opened it.

"Guys!" He yelled. "It’s Lucas, I think he’s in trouble." Dustin said while panting. "Do you remember how he said he was looking for the gate?" He asked and he ran to the walkie talkie and you followed him "Yeah." You replied. "What if he found it?" Dustin said, You then saw Mike stand up and walk beside El.

You guys then heard Lucas shout indistinctly on the radio. "What's he saying?" Mike asked and you handed it to him. "I don’t know, he’s way out of range." Dustin replied. ".. son of a bitch!" You heard Lucas yell. "Wow, why is that the only thing we heard clearly." You said, sarcastically.

"Lucas, if you can hear us, slow down. We can’t understand you." Mike said. "Yes, I copy! Do you? They know about Eleven!

Get out of there! They know about Eleven! The bad men are coming! All of them! Do you hear me? The bad men are coming!" He yelled but sadly you guys didn't hear him clearly.

"'mad hen' Does that mean anything to you? Like a code name or something?" Dustin asked. "The bad men are coming!" Lucas yelled. "Bad men." You and Mike said. Mike realized what he meant and placed the walkie talkie on the table. "Stay here." He told El and ran upstairs. You and Dustin followed him.

Then Mike looked at the window. You and Dustin also did the same thing. You guys then saw a van named, "Hawkins power and light".

You guys also saw a guy. "What’s that guy doing?" Mike asked. "You don’t think..." You said and Mike ran. Mike ran to his mom. "Well, I know she and Steve have been spending some time together, so I thought maybe—" His mom said, calling someone.

"Mom!" Mike yelled. "Well, is he home? Maybe you could ask him?" His mom said. "Mom!" Mike yelled again. "I’m sorry, can you just hold on please? Michael, I’m on the phone. I’ve told you a million times—" She said and scolded Mike but got cut off. "Did you schedule any repairs?" He asked her. "What?" She asked. "Is there anyone supposed to come and do repairs on the house?" He asked again.

With you and Dustin you saw more vans and one of them looked at you, so you closed the curtain and ran to Mike with Dustin behind you. "I don’t understand. Is there something wrong—" She got cut off. "No, Mom, nothing’s wrong in the house." Mike yelled. "Mike!" You called him. "One second, M/N." He said. "Mike!" You yelled louder and he turned to you. "We need to leave, right now." You said.

Then you guys ran, Karen sighed. "Michael!" She yelled. He turned to her. "If anyone asks where I am, I’ve left the country." He said and followed you. "What?" She said.

You guys ran outside and rode your bikes with El behind Mike. You guys then saw a lot of men, But there was something special about the one in the middle who had white hair. "Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!" Dustin yelled and you guys started moving and the vans followed you. "Dustin, do you copy?" Lucas asked him. "Yeah, Lucas, they’re on us." He replied. "Where are you?" He asked. "Cornwallis." He said.

"Meet me at Elm and Cherry!" Lucas yelled. "Copy. Elm and Cherry!" He said. "Okay." You and Mike said and went there. You guys then noticed the vans behind you. "Shit!" Dustin cursed. "This way, come on!" You yelled and led them the way. "Out of the way!" You yelled at the two girls and thankfully they backed up.

Lucas was behind you guys and he biked close to you. "Lucas!" You yelled and you guys stopped. "Where are they?" He asked. "I don’t know. I think we lost them." You said. You guys then heard tires screeching and it came from the vans. "GO!" You yelled, then you saw a van in front of you. It didn't seem like it would stop and you guys yelled.

El used her powers and the van flew and crashed making the other vans stop. You guys went to the place where Lucas and Mike fought. "Holy... holy shit! Did... did you see what she did to that van?" Dustin asked. "No, Dustin, We totally missed it." You sarcastically said. "I mean that was..." Dustin got cut off. "Awesome." Lucas said. "It was awesome." He said and walked to El. " Everything I said about you being a traitor and stuff... I was wrong. I’m sorry." He apologized.

"Friends... friends don’t lie. I’m sorry, too." She also lied. "Me, too." Mike said and they shook hands. After that you hugged Lucas. "That's my Lucas!" You said and hugged him very tight. He smiled and hugged you tight.

You guys sat down on the floor and Lucas made a plan and explained it with sticks and dirt. "This is Randolph Road, right here. The fence starts here, and goes all the way around. And this is the lab right here. The gate’s gotta be in there somewhere. It’s gotta be." He explained. "Well, who owns Hawkins Lab?" Dustin asked. "The sign says “Department of Energy.”" Lucas said.

"Department of Energy? What do you think that means?" Dustin asked. "It means government. Military." Mike explained. "Then why does it say “Energy”?" Dustin asked. "Just trust me, all right?

It’s military. My dad’s told me before." Mike said.

"Mike’s right. There’s soldiers out front." Lucas said. "Do they make, like, light bulbs or something?" Dustin asked. "No, weapons…

to fight the Russians, and commies and stuff." Mike said. "Weapons.." You said and looked at El.

Dustin gasps. "Oh, Jesus, this is bad." Dustin said. "Really bad. The place is like a fortress." Lucas said. "Well, what do we do?" You asked. " I don’t know, but we can’t go home. We’re fugitives now." Mike replied. You heard a helicopter approaching. "Guys, do you hear that?" You asked and you all saw a helicopter going your way.

You guys hid the bikes under the bus and got inside the bus and tried to not appear visible.

After a few seconds you guys heard someone talk, it sounded like Nancy. "Mike, are you there? Mike?" She said. "You guys hear that?" You asked. "Mike, it’s me, Nancy. Mike, are you there? Answer. Mike, we need you to answer." Nancy said on the walkie talkie. "Is that your sister?" You asked.

"This is an emergency, Mike. Do you copy? Mike, do you copy?" Nancy said. "Okay, this is really weird." Dustin said, Lucas took Mike's walkie talkie to reply but Mike stopped him. "Don't answer." He said. "She said it was an emergency." Lucas said. "What if it’s a trick?" Mike said.

"It’s your sister!" Lucas reasoned. "What if the bad people kidnapped her? What if they’re forcing her to say this?" Mike said. "I need you to answer." Nancy said. "It’s like Lando Calrissian. Don’t answer." Dustin said. "Are you serious?" You asked Dustin. "We need to know that you’re there, Mike." Nancy said but Hopper took the walkie talkie. "Listen, kid, this is the chief. If you’re there, pick up. We know you’re in trouble and we know about the girl." Hopper said.

"Why is she with the chief?" You asked. "Most importantly, How the hell does he know about..." You asked. "We can protect you, we can help you, but you gotta pick up. Are you there? Do you copy? Over." He said.

You took the walkie talkie. "Yeah, we copy. It’s M/N. I’m here. We’re here." You said. A few minutes later you guys were sitting while Dustin was walking back and forward in the bus. "Will you stop pacing?" Mike demanded, getting really annoyed. "It’s been way too long.

Do you know what? Maybe you’re right. Maybe this is all a trap

and the bad men are coming to get us right now!" Dustin said.

"It's not a trap." You said. "Why would the chief set us up? Nancy, maybe, but the chief?" Lucas said. "Lando Calrissian." Dustin said. "Would you shut up about Lando?" Lucas said. "I don’t feel good about this. I don’t feel good about this!" He exclaimed. "When do you feel good about anything?" Lucas yelled. You guys heard vehicles approaching. You guys stood up and checked the glass in the bus and saw a car.

"Shit!" Dustin cursed and you guys immediately hid. "Lando." Dustin said. "You think they saw us?" Lucas asked. "Both of you, shut up." You said. You guys then heard someone grunt and it seemed like the guys were being beat up. You then saw Hopper walk in. "All right, let’s go." He said. "Let's go!" He repeated and you guys took your bags.

A few minutes later you guys arrived at the Byer's house, You saw Nancy, Joyce, and Jonathan. Nancy saw Mike and hugged him. "I'm so worried about you." She said. "Yeah, uh... me, too." He said then Nancy saw El, who wore her dress. "Is that my dress?" She asked.

You guys went inside and Mike explained to them the acrobat and flea thing that Mr. Clarke said. "Mr. Clarke said the only way to get there is through a rip of time and space." Mike said. "A gate." Lucas said. "That we tracked to Hawkins Lab. With our compasses." You said and they looked confused. "Okay, so the gate has a really strong electromagnetic field, and that can change the directions of a compass needle." Dustin explained. "Is this gate underground?" Hopper asked. "Yes." You and Eleven replied. Then Mike, Lucas, and Dustin looked at you.

"Near a large water tank?" He said. "Yes." Eleven said. "How do you know all that?" Dustin asked. "He's seen it." Mike replied. "Is there any way that you could... that you could reach Will? That you could talk to him in this—" Joyce asked and got cut off. "The Upside Down." Eleven replied. "Down, yeah." Joyce whispered. "And my friend Barbara?

Can you find her, too?" Nancy asked and El nodded.

You guys tried to help El find them but failed. "I'm sorry." El said. "What’s wrong? What happened?" Joyce asked. El teared up. "I can’t find them." She said.

While El was in the bathroom, Mike tells them about El's abilities or powers. "Whenever she uses her powers, she gets weak. The more energy she uses, the more tired she gets." Mike explained. "Like, she flipped the van earlier." Lucas said. "It was awesome." You and Dustin said. "But she's drained." Mike said. "Like a bad battery." You said.

"Well.. How do we make her better?" Joyce asked. "We don’t. We just have to wait and try again." You told her. "Well, how long?" Nancy asked. "I don't know." You answered. "The bath." El said.

"What?" Joyce asked. "I can find them. In the bath." El said, then Dustin called Mr. Clarke.

"..."

"Mr. Clarke? It's Dustin."

"...."

"Yeah, yeah. I just, I... I have a science question."

"...."

"Do you know anything about sensory deprivation tanks?

Specifically how to build one?"

"..."

"Fun."

"You always say we should never stop being curious.

To always open any curiosity door we find."

"..."

"You always say we should never stop being curious.

To always open any curiosity door we find."

After he said that he got a pen and paper and wrote whatever Mr. Clarke said, a few seconds later the call ended. Dustin turned to Joyce. "Do you still have that kiddie pool we bobbed for apples in?" He asked her. "I think so. Yeah." She replied. "Good. Then we just need salt. Lots of it." He said.

"How much is “lots”?" Hopper asked. Dustin looked at the paper. "1,500 pounds." He said. "Well, where are we gonna get that much salt?" Nancy asked. It seemed like Hopper had an Idea so he and Jonathan got the salt.

You guys got the kiddie pool and brought in the gym. "This damn thing is heavy." Dustin complained. After Lucas and Dustin untied the kiddie pool you looked at your bag. "Hey guys, Can you set this up? I have to check something." You said and walked to your bag. While they were complaining about the kiddie pool you checked your dream journal. You looked at the latest page to see nothing. "Shit!" You said.

After a while they got back and you guys started preparing the pool for El. Nancy walked to the sink and put the hose to the faucet and turned it on and Lucas checked the temperature. "Colder!" He yelled. "Warmer!" He yelled again. "Right there!" He yelled, then Hopper and Jonathan opened the salt and poured it in the water.

You tested it using an egg but it didn't float, So Jonathan and Hopper added some more salt. You tested it again and it finally floated. Then Mike placed the walkie talkie on the cart-like thing. Eleven took of her socks and watch and wore the goggles and stepped in the water and laid down.

It worked. El was walking around the black world with water underneath. "Barbara?" She said. She walked towards barb and saw her dead with a lot of goo and a snake/gooey thing coming out of her mouth. The lights went out. "What's going on?" Nancy asked. "I don't know." Mike replied. "Is barb okay? Is she okay?" She asked El. "Gone. Gone. Gone." She then kept repeating, when Nancy heard what she said she covered her mouth and started tearing up.

El then started shouting gone, Joyce comforted her saying it's okay. That made El calm down and she saw Castle Byers. "Castle Byers." She said which made you and Joyce get curious. You obviously knew he was okay, but when you left, was he still alive?

She walked towards castle Byers and went inside and saw him. "Will?" She said and Joyce gasps. "M/N? You're back?" He said and everyone looked at you, you just avoided your gaze. "You tell him, We're coming." Joyce told her. "He is coming, Your mom is coming too." She told him. "Hurry." Will said. "Tell him to say where he is. We're coming." Joyce said.

"Just hold on a little longer." El told him. "Will. Will." She said then it all faded. "Will?" She said, she then started yelling his name but he wasn't there. She started whimpering and she woke up. Joyce comforted El and you guys drying her up. You noticed they were walking away so you quietly followed them.

"Hey, back inside." Hopper told Joyce. "What, are you insane?" Joyce said. "No, I'm--" She got cut off. "Look, if something happens to me, I don't make it back-"

"Yeah, but then I’ll go. You stay. Are you kidding me? He’s my son, Hop. My son. I’m going!"

She then told Jonathan to watch over the kids. "Joyce!" He yelled her name. Then Joyce went inside the car and they noticed you in the back seat. "What are you doing here?" Hopper asked you. "I can help! I've already got inside the Upside Down. Please?" You begged him. "What do you mean you've already gone in there?" Hopper asked.

"Look if I die, You can just tell them that I got poisoned." You told them after a few minutes they agreed since you were so stubborn. You guys then went somewhere and there were a lot of people and told you guys to not move. "It's all right. Let me do the talking." Hopper said

THE END OF EPISODE 7: THE BATHTUB

[secretswiftymarvelfan]

The Demigod From Asgard - Steve Rogers x Reader (Part 33)

Summary: A mission gone wrong leads to a not so surprising revelation

Word Count: 3.8k

Warnings: Language! Kidnapping! Fluff! Angst!

Dividers by @firefly-graphics​

Series Masterlist / Masterlist

Chapter 33: The Wrong Hostage

Steve wasn’t really the one for parties, especially large obnoxious over the top ones. However, when there’s a chance to infiltrate a Hydra base, he’s not going to give up that opportunity.

So there he was stood at the bar in this fancy building with you at his side, keeping an eye on Nat. Both you and Steve were undercover, Steve’s hair temporarily dyed brown, his beard grown out. While you wore a long jet black wig. Nat however had not disguised her appearance and was just using a fake name.

The plan was that Nat was going to talk up the target, lure him back to his office and allow herself to get captured. While captured the plan was for her to feed them false intelligence allowing the rest of the team to launch a sting attack before ‘rescuing’ her at a later date.

You and Steve were there to ensure everything went to plan and intervene if civilians were in danger. The plan was going well so far, Nat was dancing with the target. While Steve enjoyed his evening with you.

Looking down at you he couldn’t help but smile at how amazing you looked. You wore a plain black off the shoulder dress that hugged your body perfectly. While Steve was still a man of the 40s he definitely appreciated the thigh high split.

“You know you’re supposed to be watching Nat not me” you smirk taking a sip of your wine.

“Can you blame me? You look incredible, I’m having a hard time keeping my hands to myself” he says whispering in your ear before kissing your jaw.

“Down boy, we’ve got a job to do” you chuckle putting a hand on his chest.

“Fine but Nat better hurry up and get captured” Steve sighs looking back out onto the party.

“I’m just going to pop to the ladies” you say putting you glass down on the bar.

“Restrooms are just down that hall miss” the bartender says behind Steve.

“Thank you, I’ll be right back” you say kissing Steve on the cheek before walking off.

Steve watched you go before turning back to the bar once you were out of sight. He ordered himself another whiskey and another wine for you. A short while later Steve felt someone tap him on the shoulder. Turning around he spots Nat who looked concerned.

“Nat what are you doing here? You should be with the target” Steve whispers harshly.

“The target left, some guy came up to him and said the package is secure and then he just left” Nat explains.

“Package? What package? I wasn’t aware an arms deal was going down” Steve asks.

“There isn’t, maybe they caught onto us” Nat suggests shrugging her shoulders.

Steve sighs in annoyance turning back round to the bar, noticing that the bartender who gave you directions to the restrooms was gone. Steve glances at his watch realising a whole 15 minutes had passed since you’d left.

“Nat, where’s Y/N?” Steve asks turning back round to her.

“How would I know? I’ve been with the target- wait” Nat says slowly coming to the same realisation as Steve.

“Start searching now” Steve says abandoning his drink.

The two of them quickly sweep the premises but find no sign of you or the target. Steve was on the verge of panicking, wanting to tear the place apart. Begrudgingly they head back to the tower to work out what to do. They head straight to the labs, Steve hoping they could track where they’d taken you.

“Nat shouldn’t you be a hostage right now?” Bruce asks as the two of them walk into the lab.

“They took Y/N instead” Nat sighs dropping her bag on the table.

“Shit. Well I’m glad Thor’s visiting Jane at the moment” Tony mutters earning a glare from Steve.

“How did they even get her? No offence Nat but she’s more powerful than you” Bruce asks.

“The strike team had this collar that they used when they arrested us in DC, they probably got their hands on one of them” Steve sighs shaking his head.

“Or she went willingly” Nat adds making Steve look over at her shocked.

“Don’t look at me like that, she knows the plan just as well as I do. She probably allowed herself to get captured so she could feed them the information instead” Nat explains.

“But why her? They literally had you right there in front of them” Steve argues.

“Because of you” Bruce pipes up.

“What?” Steve asks furrowing his brows.

“It may not be exactly common knowledge that you guys are dating yet, but everyone knows how close you two are. The amount of shipping posts I saw on social media the last couple years has been insane” Tony explains.

“Shipping?” Steve asks confused.

“It’s when people think two people would make a good couple” Nat clarifies.

Steve clenched his jaw, trying to keep his frustrations at bay. It had only been just over 4 months since SHIELD fell and you started dating. Neither of you had actively tried to keep it a secret, but you had kept it on the down-low to avoid major tabloids. He hated the fact that even if it was a secret his relationship with you had made you a target. If anything were to happen it would be his fault.

“This isn’t part of the plan, we need to go get her out” Steve states.

“No we need to keep going, she know the plan she can follow it through” Nat argues.

“They’re gonna hurt her to try and get to me” Steve yells his anger getting the better of him.

“Maybe! But she’s worth more to them alive then dead. She’s gonna keep feeding them information to avoid the worst of it” Nat tells him keeping her voice level.

“How long?” Steve asks hoping the timeframe would get shortened.

“A week same as before” Nat states.

Steve shakes his head in frustration before storming out of the lab.

“That went well” Tony mutters.

Steve wasn’t exactly sure where he was going but he soon found himself changed out of suit into workout clothes and in the gym. He went straight to the punching bags. He worked through his frustrations taking out his anger on one bag, then a second, then another.

“She’ll be fine you know that right” Nat says grabbing his attention.

Steve doesn’t answer, catching the bag stopping it from swinging back. He glances over at her his chest heaving as he walked away and towards the bench.

“She’s tough, she can take more than I can” Nat says following him over to the bench.

“That’s not the point Nat” he says sighing deeply as he sat down and unwrapped his hands.

“What is it then?” Nat asks sitting down next to him.

“Its my fault that she got taken, it’ll be my fault if anything happens to her” Steve sighs rubbing his hands over his face tiredly.

“It isn’t and it won’t be, the only person that is at fault is that sleazy creep who took her” Nat says putting hand on his shoulder.

“They took her because she’s dating me” Steve says looking over at her.

“We don’t know that for a fact, but even if it’s true you surely should have realised that was a possibility when you started this” Nat tells him making him drop his head with a heavy sigh.

He had thought about it, of course he had. It was a fear of his that had been eating him up before the two of you started dating. A secret he kept buried hoping that if he did it wouldn’t ever come true.

“Have you spoken to Y/N about it?” Nat asks gently.

“No” Steve sighs shaking his head “you saw what happened when I tried to keep her out of harms way before” he says recalling that time.

“What when she froze an entire room out” Nat smirks.

“Yeah, that was before we started dating imagine what she’d do now” Steve says scoffing slightly shaking his head.

“She’d probably be a lot more understanding, you should have seen her when you were in the hospital” Nat says making him sigh.

He’d heard from both Sam and Nat that you would refuse to leave him. You barely ate, or slept. Basically paced hole in the floor while he was in surgery.

“I know it’s not gonna be easy but she’ll be okay, you trust her right” Nat asks.

“Of course, with my life” Steve says not even having to think about it.

“Then trust her, she knows what she’s doing” Nat tells him patting him on the shoulder as she stands.

“And I’ll try and not be offended that you were completely fine with me being taken” she smirks making him roll his eyes.

“For the record I wasn’t completely fine” he tells her.

“Of course” she smirks walking out of the gym.

What followed that conversation was one of the longest weeks in Steve’s life. He tried to keep himself busy, he’d go through old files looking for leads on Bucky. He’d check in on Sam to see how the current lead was going.

The worst part wasn’t the days when he had to fill his time. The worst part was the nights. When he came out of the ice he had nightmares, he’d wake up in a cold sweat remembering things from the war. They’d come and go but he very rarely slept well.

That changed once he started dating you. He’d been nervous that they’d get worse after finding Bucky alive but they hadn’t. He still had them, he’d wake with a start but as soon as he’d see you in his arms he’d instantly calm down and fall back asleep.

Now that you were gone they had gotten worse again. He’d thrash around in his sleep, wake up suddenly. He wouldn’t recognise where he was leaving him confused and panicked. He’d do what he used to, he’d go to the gym and work out. Hoping to tire himself out enough to go back to sleep. It never worked though.

“Steve maybe it isn’t a good idea for you to join us on the mission” Clint says as the team prep.

“What?” Steve asks frowning over at the archer.

“You’re tired and exhausted, you’re more likely to get hurt” Nat agrees.

“No I have to go, to go get Y/N at least” Steve argues.

“Cap come on we can handle it, we’ve got extra agents backing us up” Clint presses.

“Even with them we’re spread thin, we need all hands on deck. I’m fine. I’m going and that’s final” Steve states grabbing his helmet and walking out towards the jet.

“Wheels up in five” he shouts as he walks through the hanger.

The original plan was that Steve was going to be part of the team doing the sting operation but he didn’t care about that now. The only thing he wanted was to see you. So, he swapped teams.

Arriving at the base where you were being kept, he, Nat and the other agents waited in the shadows. When they had confirmation from the other team were in place they attacked.

Steve quickly moved through the base throwing the Hydra agents into walls. He kicked open the door to see you tied up, chains attached to the ceiling. The man in front of you had his hands on your hips, as he turned around Steve say it was the sleazy target.

“Step away from her” Steve growled.

“What you gonna do about it” the man smirks gripping your hip harder.

Steve didn’t answer instead he grab the man by the collar throwing him against the wall. The man crumpled to the floor with a groan, Steve moving straight back over to him. He picks him up just to punch him hard across the jaw. Before the man could fall to the floor again Steve grabs him stopping him slamming his knee into his gut.

“That” Steve growls.

He grabs him dragging him and throwing him into the corridor at some agent’s feet.

“Cuff him” Steve orders the two of them.

Turning back to you he sees you smirking weakly at him. You were covered in bruises and cuts, some fresh some a couple days old. All you wore was a thin and ripped pair of shorts and a vest. He could see the collar around your neck as caused burns around your neck. He wasn’t sure if he should be angry or sad.

“Doll” he mutters moving back over to you.

“Took you long enough” you smirk weakly.

“Trust me I wanted to come sooner” he sighs grabbing the collar and removing it from you.

“Better?” He asks cupping your cheeks, shocked at how cold they were.

“A little” you sigh with a small smile.

“Okay let’s get you out of here” Steve says moving to uncuff you.

As he does so your legs give out underneath you. He quickly grabs you swinging his arm under your legs picking you up.

“I’ve got Y/N, let’s get out of here get a medic ready on the jet” Steve says into the comms as he carried you through the base.

“I’m fine” you say resting your head against his shoulder.

“Doll I think you need to check your definition of fine” Steve says with a light chuckle.

“I’ll be fine then” you sigh looking up at him.

“Yeah you will be once we get you checked out” Steve agrees as he steps onto the jet.

He gently puts you down on the medical cot, the medic quickly appears and starts check over your injuries. Steve moves to sit beside you taking your hand lifting it to his lips.

“I’m just going to give you some fluids and pain relief, it’s probably gonna make you drowsy so if you feel tired don’t fight it” the medic tells you.

“Okay” you hum in response nodding your head slightly.

“Get some rest doll, we’ll be back in the tower in no time” Steve says smiling down at you brushing your hair.

“Stay with me” you say your eyelids growing heavy.

“I’m not going anywhere, not even for a second” Steve smiles leaning down and gently kissing your forehead.

Once they got back to the tower Steve took you straight to the infirmary. He stayed by your side as the doctors check you over while you slept.

“What’s the verdict?” Steve asks the doctor.

“She looks worse than she actually is, no internal damage the cuts and bruises will heal soon enough. She’s a little malnourished, I don’t think they fed her so I’d like to keep her on a drip for at least a day until her levels are back to normal” the doctor explains as he reads through the charts.

“But she’ll be fine?” Steve asks glancing over at you.

“Physically yes, mentally I don’t know but she’s tough and she has you” the doctor smiles before heading out.

“Thanks doc” Steve sighs bringing your hand to your lips.

About an hour later Steve jumped when he heard Thor’s booming voice “where is she?” He demands.

Steve gets up opening the door and stepping out into the corridor. He spots Thor down the corridor who as soon as he sees Steve starts down the corridor towards him. Glancing inside he pushes Steve aside and storms into your room.

“Thor” Steve sighs following him in.

“What the hell happened?” Thor demands turning round to face him.

“It was a mission, it went wrong they were supposed to take Nat but they took Y/N instead” Steve explains gently.

“Then why didn’t you intervene get her out before all this!” Thor argues gesturing to all your injuries.

“I wanted to! I tried to! We had to follow the plan, we weren’t expecting her to get this hurt!” Steve argues back trying to keep his voice level.

“You promised to keep her safe!” Thor yells.

“You don’t think I remember that! This hurts me just as much as it hurts you! I love her so goddamn much it hurts, it kills me seeing her like this” Steve snaps glaring over at Thor.

The two men stare each other down, chests heaving. Thor looked slightly taken aback at Steve’s admission. Steve should be too since he wasn’t exactly expecting to admit it like this. But the fact he loved you wasn’t a shock, he’d known for a while that he loved you. The only thing that was shocking was how long it did take to realise it.

“I love you too” you say quietly making both men’s heads snap towards you.

Steve sees you looking over at the two of them tiredly smiling gently at Steve.

“You’re awake” Steve says rushing over to your side, Thor following and standing on your other side.

“Well what do you expect, you two shouting so loud at each other” you say sending a pointed look Thor’s way.

“Sorry sister, I was only worried about you” Thor apologises putting a hand on your shoulder.

“It’s alright shows you care” you smile shrugging your shoulders gently.

“Why did you let them do this to you” Thor asks as he sits down besides you.

“Well the collar kinda prevented me, but I couldn’t give in too easily could I otherwise they’d know the information was wrong” you explain pushing yourself to sit upright.

“Doll” Steve sighs not happy that the reason you had been injured so much was because you held out too long.

“You should have given in easier” Steve sighs stroking your hair.

“They’d know something wasn’t right, me giving in easily isn’t realistic and you know what” you tell him, Steve knew you were right.

“I’m still not happy about it though” Steve smirks making you laugh slightly.

“Not surprised you stubborn bastard” you chuckle.

“I’m glad you are okay sister” Thor smiles down at you.

“Me too, now are you boys gonna behave and let me rest?” You ask giving the both of them knowing looks.

“Of course doll” Steve chuckles kissing your forehead.

“Rest well sister, I shall visit later” Thor smiles before heading out.

“How you feeling?” Steve asks once Thor was gone.

“Just tired mostly” you sigh taking his hand.

“The doctor said your injuries look worse than they are, his only concern was the mental toll it took, but whatever it is I’m there for you” Steve tells you with a reassuring smile.

“Thank you Steve, I mean it wasn’t pleasant but I knew you were coming and that was enough” you smile lifting his hand to your lips before yawning.

“Get some sleep, I’ll be right here” Steve tells you pulling the blanket up further for you.

“Okay but you rest too, you look tired” You tell him moving to get comfortable, still holding onto his hand.

“I’m fine, I’m promise, now sleep” Steve says lying slightly. He was tired but he didn’t need you worrying about him.

“M’kay” you yawn falling back asleep.

After another night in the infirmary the doctor cleared you allowing you to finally head back to your room.

“Oh I missed this” you smirk grabbing your Captain America teddy.

Steve laughs shaking his head at you “more than me?” He asks playfully.

“Of course not, why have a teddy when I have the real thing” you smirk putting the teddy down and walking over to Steve.

He smiles as you wrap your arms around his neck. He wraps his arms around your waist pulling you closer enjoying the fact he had you back in his arms.

“I love you” he smiles looking down at you.

“I love you more” you smile you hand moving and running up into his hair.

“Impossible” he laughs cupping your cheek pulling your lips up to his.

When he went to bed that night, with you in his arms he assumed that his nightmares would stop. Or at least go back to how they were before. He assumed wrong.

He woke up in a blind panic, sitting up suddenly in a cold sweat his chest heaving. Without thinking he got up from the bed running his hands up and down his face trying to steady his breathing.

He moved to sit down on the chair you had in the corner of the room. Dropping his head into his hands. He flinches when we feel you put your hands on his shoulders.

“Hey, hey it’s okay, it’s just me” you tell him soothingly your hands running up and down his biceps.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you” Steve sighs running his hands tiredly down his face.

“Don’t apologise, are you okay?” You ask him.

“It was just a nightmare, I was hoping they’d stop now you were back” he sighs dropping his hands finally looking at you.

He could see how concerned you were as you looked back at him. He also saw the hint of fear, you were scared of his behaviour. He hated it.

“I’m sorry if I scared you” he sighs sitting back away from you.

“You didn’t scare me, I’m worried about you though” you say taking his hand squeezing it.

“How often have you had these nightmares?” You ask him after a moment.

Steve sighs deeply deciding to be completely honest with you “I’ve had them ever since I woke from the ice” he admits.

“Oh Stevie, I had no clue, why didn’t you tell me” You sigh sadly moving to cup his cheek rubbing it gently with your thumb.

“I didn’t want to worry you, when we started dating they got better. I’d wake up from one but knowing you were there calmed me down enough to fall back asleep sometimes it takes 5 minutes sometimes a hour or two” Steve explains.

You give him a small smile “have you spoken to Sam about them?” You ask him.

Steve shakes his head “No” he admits.

“I think it would be a good idea if you did, do you want to tell me about it?” You ask moving your hand from his cheek and taking his hand.

“I’m not sure I can remember it all, it was just flashes of stuff from the war and battle of New York” he sighs shaking his head.

“Okay, how do you feel now?” You ask him gently.

“Better, thank you” he sighs giving you a grateful smile.

“Hey I’m here for you, through thick and thin so I want you to wake me up if you have one again so I can actually help you calm down okay” you tell him squeezing his hand gently.

“But I don’t want to-“ he starts but you interrupt him.

“I don’t care, you wake me up, promise?” You tell him.

Steve sighs before smiling down at you “I promise” he smiles.

He cups your cheek pulling your lips to his kissing you deeply. He feels you smile into the kiss as he stands up pulling you up with him. When he pulls away he rests his forehead against yours.

“I love you” he sighs kissing you again.

“I love you too” you smile.

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Joking About Dating A Friend But They Take You Seriously

A/n: woohoo, we’re doing another one babbyyy! I’ll never get tired of these sorts of situations honestly <3

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Team Captains (most of them~)

Kuroo Tetsurou

He was walking behind you, about to tap your shoulder, witty conversation starter at the tip of his tongue one he totally hadn’t prepared a day beforehand, only to be hit with you saying “Wow, look at you! A fantastic boyfriend i have indeed.”

Reals back, all thoughts flying out of his head

All internal excitement dissipates as panic and dread take its place

You had introduced Kuroo to the guy you were calling your boyfriend, saying you were only friends and yet…

How come he didn’t know? Him and you were close to each other, right? Had he been so deep into your smiles and pretty eyes that he had misread everything? Maybe he had made up the little signs that meant you felt the same

It was probably his feelings making him a lovesick fool

That thought stuck with him the most because that made him pretty delusional if he got everything this mixed up

He has so many questions rattling in his brain, pinning him down, that he doesn’t realize you’ve turned around and are staring at him

It takes your hand waving back and forth in front of him to startle him out of his trance

His panic doubles, voice strained

“Ahh, hey there kitten. What’s new?”

It’s missing his usual excitement and he sounds strangled, you notice right away that he’s also turned away from you

“Tets are you all good? Are you sick, I could get you some medicine if you aren’t feeling well?”

“What no, I’m not- you don’t have to do any of that, I’m better than I could ever be.” He chuckles and he knows he’s not being convincing in the slightest

“Huh, I’ll get the truth out of you in a sec, I’m gonna say bye to my friend and then we can go, okay?”

“Don’t you mean boyfriend.” It comes out before he can stop himself

The bitter tone is so obvious he’s tempted to bolt, maybe start over as a circus clown

He’s positive he could pull that wig off

Your voice is laced with laughter when you ask if he really does need to go see a doctor

“And what boyfriend?” You pause, smile growing. “Are you talking about yourself or what?”

Now he’s flustered and confused. It’s not like you didn’t talk like that with him but you had a boyfriend now didn’t you or was that..?

“WAIT EARLIER YOU-

He takes a deep breath, he could be wrong, he needs to stay calm

“We’re, we’re you just kidding around when you said your friend was, well ya know?”

You laugh again and explain, slightly embarrassed by the mishap, that yes you were kidding around

He feels all of his confidence come back and asks the question that leads to you two finally dating

“If that’s the case and the spot really isn’t taken, how about I become your boyfriend?”

Bokuto Koutaro

He. Is. Crushed.

Everyone around him can feel the tense atmosphere and looking at his face is like a punch to the gut with his heartbroken eyes, he’s staring at you like you’ve died instead of said you loved your girlfriend

All bokuto had wanted was to give you a quick hug before he headed off to practice

Instead he has to deal with the weight of knowing you’re with someone else, that and the realization that he needs to put away his own feelings so he doesn’t ruin your relationship with the person you love

He had known he liked you for quite awhile, it was hard figuring out a time he should confess or whether that would make you uncomfortable

He’s glad he never tried anything since it saved him from the possibility of making things hard for you, seeing as how you would’ve had to let your friend down

Bokuto looks at you closely, there’s a grin on your face as you stare at her and if you’re happy then he can live with this

That’s what he firmly thinks

And so pulling himself up with a smile, he walks over to you with a solidly convincing amount of energy

He talks excitedly and almost exactly like he would normally

What he’s saying doesn’t sit right with you though

His words are depressing and he looks like he’s forcing himself to talk like this

You stop him in the middle of a joke, that wasn’t all that funny with the sad way it was being told, and ask if he’s okay

His smile gets even bigger, and now you can see it’s clearly fake as he gives you some excuse about training being harder on him lately

You decide to wait and give him a little space, you assume he’ll walk off to volleyball practice, and later you’ll be able to talk with him about whatever’s going on

When he keeps talking and it becomes clear he’s not moving, stalling for time, you ask if you can talk alone with him

“Bo, is um, did something happen? You’re upset aren’t you?” You question him cautiously

“Nope! I’m just glad I get to talk with you, it’s not something I’ll be able to do as often since you have to spend time with your girlfriend and all!”

His smile finally slips as what he said hits you both

You’re quick in explaining the mistake now that you know what’s eating away at him

He can’t believe his luck when he hears you say it was just a joke, it’s too good to be true

But he doesn’t care, he’s just happy

Doesn’t even let himself process it all before he’s asking you to please, think about dating him

You’re both glad his smile is back to normal when you say you’d love to

Kita Shinsuke

Keeps it together like the seemingly impassive and parent friend that he is

Hurts so much more then he wants to admit

Doesn’t want to believe what he just heard but if you say that you have a partner, than those are the facts and he can’t change anything

But shit, does he wish he could

He’s standing right next to you, a step away and if he took it you would be pressed against his side

That’s an impossible reality, a fantasy he needs to put to rest now that he knows your feelings for someone else

That step however, is ungraciously closed when you trip backward from what appears to be your partner moving their foot as you had moved forward, resulting in you falling onto Kita

Instantly flustered by it and is feeling so betrayed by his body when he automatically puts an arm around you to keep you upright

He tries to be respectful as he removes himself from your side, it isn’t right for him to be that close to you, he’ll just have to push down the disappointment he feels from the lack of contact

“Kita-kun! I’m really sorry about that, my friend” you give a pointed glare towards the person of your affection. “accidentally knocked me into you.”

He gives a small smile at you, slightly unsure as to why you would address your partner as just your friend

If he’s being truthful, he doesn’t want to think about it anymore and that’s why he allows himself to shrug off the strange event

He acts like he always does in the next couple days, though the aggressive lilt in his voice that appears at any mistake he spots, gives away his frustration

His feelings are boiling over the surface and he realizes he needs to find a way to get over this

The best way to do that, he concludes, is to tell you his feelings so he can take the rejection and move on

A resolution that he puts into motion the next time he’s with you

He does it simply and tries to make it as small and meaningless as possible

“Thanks for listening to this, I know it must be difficult to deal with.”

You’re speechless and Kita wishes this could be easier but he steels himself for what’s about to come next

“I- Kita, I know you’re not and I apologize in advance, but are you a dumbass?” You’re expression is both mortified and happy and he really doesn’t know what’s happening

“I like you. I was messing around with my friend and I promise you, I will never be doing that again.”

Oh, Kita is so relieved and the first thing he does when you become official is pull you in for a hug

And he’s gonna keep pulling you in for hugs :3

Ushijima Wakatoshi

His surprise is on full display and he ends up staring at you so intensely you automatically come up to ask him what was wrong

Isn’t sure how to put into words how he feels at the moment

You are your own person, so he shouldn’t feel any right to being the one to call you his partner

Yet he can’t stop the disappointment from filling every part of him

Ushijima wants to be mature about this though, If you think that girl is good enough for you then he will live with the heartache

So he shakes his head and comes up with a small excuse for his behavior

He seems normal to most in the following week, quite and stoic, more silent around you than he’s probably ever been but nothing really out of place per say

However his annoyance with your girlfriend only grows when he sees that you are not being treated how most would in a romantic relationship

He’s had enough when he hears her tell you about this pretty girl she saw the other day

She’s all casual and smiles when she says it too

Walks over, taps your shoulder, and asks if you can talk in private

It wasn’t right and he was 100% calm when he explained why he thought you weren’t being treated right

And he definitely wasn’t a little jealous and using the way your girlfriend was acting as a way to see if he could prove he could treat you better

Okay, so maybe he wasn’t being completely rational when he was making his points as to why you should maybe, just possibly reconsider the whole dating your girlfriend thing

But the fact that she hadn’t held your hand was very important and he needed you to know that

He needed you to know that you shouldn’t have to listen to the one you cared for like that, speak of another person they found good looking, especially when the most attractive one was you

Ushijima doesn’t know how to take your silence when he finishes, and you seem… embarrassed?

Had he gone too far? Over stepped a boundary in his jealousy?

He was considering an apology for his rash behavior when you spoke up, though it was more appropriate to call it spoke down with the way you had your head lowered and voice quiet

“Toshi, did you mean all that?”

He’s not sure where this is going, he responds honestly regardless

“Yes, I meant it and I’m sorry if I insulted you.” He doesn’t apologize for insulting your girlfriend tho~

“Then you should probably know that I was only playing around when I said I was dating my friend. We’re not together.” You finally look into his eyes. “I’m pretty single and uh, if you really wanna help me in my dating problems you could date me, that’d fix them all.”

The slightest blush appears on his cheeks and when he reply’s with his yes, it’s almost like a happy sigh

He makes sure to show you how much he loves you everyday, he’s also still slightly bitter around your friend <3

Terushima Yuuji

Freaking out

He is having a hardcore internal screaming sesh

Walks away from you so he can pretend he didn’t just hear that

Also wants to make sure you don’t see him panicking

He finds a place where he’s alone, a field outside the gym he had been in, that is till he’d heard you talk to your boyfriend

Who was apparently, very entertaining if the way you had been laughing was any indication

Stands there, blank for a few seconds

Is so set on not crying over something like this because he knows that you’re amazing and shouldn’t be so surprised over you dating some other dude

He should go back inside and act like he always does, or maybe not since you are with your boyfriend

He’s being stupid, acting this overworked

It’s what he tells himself but he can feel a couple tears slip down his cheeks and there’s a sob bubbling up in his chest against his will

This didn’t feel fair

He wants to do something, he just doesn’t know what

Pretending he’s fine would be a good option if he could stop crying

It’s not looking feasible at the moment however

Takes a shaky breath and is coming to the decision he should leave you alone for now when he hears his name

Someone’s calling him, someone who absolutely cannot see him right now

He starts sprinting, but the thing about crying is that it’s pretty exhausting and before he knows it he’s gasping for breath, too slow to move out of your reach

“Terushima! Why would you-

You stare at his tear stained face, concern pulling your features into a deep frown and he desperately wishes he wasn’t the cause of it

“Hey, what’s wrong?” You ask the question softly, making it all hurt a little more

His eyes are closed when he replies. “Nothing you need to worry your pretty head with.”

“Whatever it is I won’t judge and if you want advice or someone to just listen I’m listening.”

“You, it’s really not..” he breaks. “Are you really with that guy?”

It’s none of his business, why’d he have to ask that?

Understanding lights up your face, and with the new information having connected the dots you move closer to him

“I’m not. He and I were joking, so please don’t cry.” He feels a hand wipe a stray tear from his face

“Would you maybe wanna go out sometime,” you laugh a little. “I hope I didn’t completely misread this, if I did I suppose we’d be matching.. and I wouldn’t mind so much if that was the case.”

He answers by grabbing your hand.

“That answer shouldn’t have been so cute, I’ll forgive you by taking you up on that date though.”