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obsessive-ego · 4 years ago

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Musical beetlejuice x reader

Lewd mentions

Beetlejuice needs you to pretend to be his fiance or he's in trouble

"Babes?"

...

"Babes, wake up"

....?

"Y/n wake up"

What?

Was your first thought as you are shaken awake by the ghost who has made your home his, you mumble out something unintelligible as you grope around for your phone, you cringe as the bright light of the screen blinds you, as your eyes adjust to the light you groan, 4am.

"Beetlejuice, what-"

"Okay, babes, no time to explain but I need you to pretend to be my fiance" despite the odd statement beetlejuice sounded a tad worried.

"What?"

"Long story short I may have said a few things to some guys, and if we dont pull this off I will be dragged back to the netherworld" the ghoul whispered dragging you out if bed.

"Oh" was all you could muster is your drowsy state.

"So theres a suit from the netherworld waiting to meet you, in your living room, now" beetlejuice continued rubbing the back of his neck.

You sigh and shuffle about your room, slipping on slippers and giving your hair a quick once over, as you reach for your housecoat beetlejuice swats away your hand.

"Bee-"

Beetlejuice drops his jacket around your shoulders "this will work much better babes, we need to sell this"

You groan, you were too tired for this, thank god you didnt work in the morning, who knows how long this shit is gonna take, but as tired as you were you couldnt let whoever take your ghost back to the netherworld.

"Okay you're my fiance, I proposed a week ago, and you're head over heels for me, that last part wont be hard to fake huh doll?" The ghoul gives you a wink, you sigh.

"Wait, almost forgot" the ghoul snaps his fingers, you feel a light squeeze on you right handed middle finger.

Upon your finger appears rather tacky, pretty ring, the band was black and white, and resembled a snake, the gem was a brilliant green, you honestly felt your heart squeeze when you saw it, to be honest staring at the ring felt like a dream, maybe because you just woke up? It was beautiful, and the idea of it being for real kinda hurt knowing it was for pretend, but those feelings didnt matter right now, Beej needed you to help him avoid being dragged back to the netherworld, you can think about those depressing emotions later.

The two of you leave the bedroom, beetlejuice takes the lead as you shuffle behind.

As the two of you enter the living room you could help but pause and stare at the 'suit' beej claimed that was waiting for you.

In your little arm chair sat a fairly tall skeleton man, his bones a blueish hue, wearing a lime green suit that looked fresh off the rack, guess not all dead guys wore dirty clothes, in all honesty this was your first time seeing another dead person aside from the maitlands and beetlejuice, they were human, beej was humanish, but this guy looked like he walked out of a cartoon.

"Sorry for the wait, you know breathers, they need to sleep" beetlejuice cackled snapping you from your thoughts "well there's y/n, theres the ring, and theres the door, feel free to use it" beetlejuice snears, wanting to get this whole thing done with, yes he adored messing with you, and with different circumstances this could have been funny, but too much was on the line for him and you were an awful liar, he loved you sure, but theres no way you could pull off lying.

"Y/n I presume?" The skeleton gestures to you, completely ignoring beetlejuice, you nod "its pleasure to put a face to the name, I apologize for the rude awakening, when you've been dead for as long as I have, you tend to lose the meaning of time, my dear this wont take long, we just need to clear up some loose ends then you can get back to your rest" the skeleton gestures you to sit on the couch next to beetlejuice who has already made himself comfortable.

You gently sit down next to BJ who was quick to drape an arm over your shoulders and pull you into his side.

The skeleton pulls out a clipboard from his jacket and flips through the pages

"Lawrence B Shoggoth, y/n m/n l/n, I have requested an audience with you two to clear up some issues with Lawrence's recent updated paper work, not to mention a handful of rumours that need to be put to bed" the ghoul flips through the papers "it says here the y/n you are Lawrence's spouse, is that true?"

You nod

"You see y/n, Lawrence here cant be trusted at face value, so that is why I must converse with you on the matter, so you are his fiance correct?"

"Yes"

"I see, now how long have the two of you known each other?"

"About a year or so" you shrug

"Mmmhmm" the ghoul scribbles down something and continues "now when did he propose to you?"

"Last week" this was so anxiety inducing, for a man with no eyeballs it sure felt like he was staring into your soul.

"Now what drawn you to such a, oh how do I put this, such a man?"

You hear beetlejuice huff out as if he was insulted.

"Well, beetlejuice may be rough around the edges, and can be a dick at times, but he's great company, hes funny, witty, has great taste in movies, and he makes me smile, hes also, well, he's also good looking too" you look away from both parties, as you were clearly embarrassed over what you said, it was the truth, but it still made your face burn.

Beetlejuice leans forward, looking in your direction, eyes wide and mouth a gape, his hair now a bright pink.

"Mr Shoggoth, you look surprised at y/n's words" the ghoul grabs Beetlejuice's attention.

"Heh, you see y/n is the shy type, hearing that type a thing is rare and ALWAYS gets my attention". Beetlejuice slicks his hair back removing the pink and resetting it to its default green.

"Mmmmhmmm" was the ghoul's only response as attention was drawn back to you.

"So y/n you truly are betrothed to Lawrance, you want to be wed to him on purpose?" The skeleton's tone was almost surprised, as if beetlejuice was the most revolting creature in existence and you wanting, out of your own free will to be bound to such a thing, was the most insane thing he has ever herd.

You nod, beetlejuice gives the skeleton a smug toothy grin.

"This isnt a joke, nor is he blackmailing or threatening you?" His tone sounded desperate, as if he needed to prove beetlejuice was lying for his own good.

You only shake your head, while beetlejuice surpresses a laugh

"Ya see bone head? I'm innocent~" he chuckles, squeezing you close to his side.

"Y/n you are aware of what you're doing for Lawrence correct?" The skeleton sounded almost smug, you only stare back, waiting for him to elaborate.

"You see y/n, you are doing Lawrence here a huge favor, when the dead marry the living, they are able to walk the earth like you do, you are granting him life, something he has never had, this is why we must confirm with you, that you understand what he's doing" the skeleton gestures to beetlejuice, the demon only rolls his eyes in response.

"I know"

Attention is drawn to you

"I know all about that life giving thing, beetlejuice told me about it"

"Well you see y/n, this isnt the first time Lawrence has-"

"I know, I was told, by him and the person he tried to marry the first time, small world huh"

The skeleton pauses for a moment then coughs into his fist, as if to regain his composure after being surprised, he continues "I see, Lawrence has been honest with you, I didnt think he had it in him"

Beetlejuice snarls at the comment, tips of his hair turning red.

"Just a few more loose ends y/n then you can return to your rest" the skeleton flips through his papers "ah, Lawrence, y/n may have been couched, and since you seem so eager to speak, I do have a few things I need to clarify with you, if the two of you are in love as you say and this isnt a farce, you would know plenty about your future spouse, when was y/n born?" The skeleton snears as if hes caught you two red handed

Beetlejuice snorts out a laugh "easy *birthday day and year* hell I woke them up with some early morning birthday head"

You cover your face in embarrassment at that comment, yet you were surprised he knew the year.

"Correct, and might I saw congratulations on a LEGAL partner this time"

Beetlejuice rolls his eyes at the low blow before grumbling "it was a green card thing"

The skeleton ignores Beetlejuice's comment and continues "what drew you to this breather? And please keep it out of the gutter"

Beetlejuice huffs "spoil sport, y/n here is one of the kindest, sweetest, softest breather I ever met, they let me do whatever I want, they want me around, no stings attached, they got great taste, just look at the company they keep, and let me tell ya, the first time we met they sucker punched me in the jaw for scaring them, and I've been dreaming of that swing ever since"

You just stare at the ghoul, he remembered that? He remembered how he first met you? When lydia locked you in the basement and he jumped out at you, successfully scaring you but earning himself a fist in the jaw, wow. Your face felt hot remembering that, what a frist impression.

The night droned on and on with dull questions the suit had lined up to prove beetlejuice was lying, but every question had an appropriate answer, and the skeleton knew he could not prove anything as the night went on.

Low on patience and time he decided call it quits.

The skeleton pushes his clipboard back into his jacket and sighs "I appreciate your time y/n, thank you for your cooperation, and Lawrence, I look forward form your departure of death, a short vacation from you is the pick me up I deserve" the skeleton raises up from your chair and walks over to a wall on the other side of the room, you watch him draw a door, and knock 3 times, you're livingroom wall opens up to the netherworld. You freeze at the sight, you always felt uneasy seeing the netherworld portal open up, maybe it was a living thing? As if beetlejuice felt your discomfort he pulls you into a side hug, grounding your anxiety, you give a sigh of what feels like relief.

The skeletontirns to face the two of you "Before my departure, y/n I do have one final thing to ask you, can you kiss Lawrence for me?"

"What?" You gawk in confusion

Beetlejuice snorts out a laugh "what? You the type of guy who gets off on watching others get hot and heavy, I mean I feel ya, but if you insist, I can help a guy out" beetlejuice is quick to cup your face "give daddy some sugar~" he purrs puckering up to go in for the kiss.

"Lawrence you misunderstand me, I ask y/n, if you two are truly betrothed, shy or not, y/n shouldnt have any issues kissing their lover" the skeleton gestures to you, without eyeballs or eyebrows he sure wore a smug face, as if he found you two out.

Beej snorts out his nose, great, he's fucked, theres no way you could sell this now, the ghoul had to take the lead and try to steer this away from what this bureaucrat wants "Shy or not, my little sex pot here isnt too keen on others watching, believe me, I tired, the only thing they wont do in the bedroom-"

"Bee, it's fine" you interject, gently grabbing the demons sleeve, he looks at you mouth agape, green slowly blossoming into pink in his face and hair.

"You mind leaning down honey?" You ask softly, trying to ignore the butterflies in your stomach, yes beetlejuice has kissed you more times then you could remember, and yes, youd be lying if you didnt enjoy them, but taking the lead? That was new, and to have someone watching? Not to mention if you dont make this look good he's gonna take beetlejuice away.

Beetlejuice on the other was practically glowing pink, and vibrating with excitment, not to mention drooling.

You gently cup the demons face, running your thumbs across his stubble, you swore you could hear the demon purring, you take a deep breath through your nose before closing the gap between the two of you.

Beetlejuice's hands find homes for themselves, on in your hair, the other on the center of your back. Your hands move from the demon's face and bury themselves in his messy hair, gently giving his head a scratch, you squeak with surprise as the ghoul lifts you up from the ground, instinct kicks in nd you wrap you legs around his waist, lips still locked with his, you feel his tongue probing at you mouth, begging for your permission to enter, you oblige, his tongue wasnt new to you, you felt it a handful of times, running up the side of your face when the ghoul was trying to get your attention mostly, but in your mouth?

It was long, and big, and kind of cold, it easily took the lead, exploring your mouth.

You push on Beetlejuice's chest to notify him you needed to breath, the two of pull your lips part from each others, a thin line of saliva still connecting the two of you.

"Oh Lawrence" you sigh

The demon now completely electric pink, still holding you up growls before asking "couch?"

You hum out "yes"

Before the ghoul flops backwards on the couch, having you sit on top of him, you give his tie a quick yank and he groans in response.

"Oh doll, you're lucky you dont work tomorrow, cuz I want you to ride me all night~"

"Ahem!"

The two of you freeze for a moment, beetlejuice snickers at your face, clearly embarrassed, you pause for a moment, swallowing your shame before addressing the ghoul who was still here

"You're still here?" Was all you manged to breath out

"I mean I'm into it, but y/n? Not so much, and they clearly arent into you watching so" beetlejuice snorts, trying to wave the skeleton off so the demon could relax.

"I see, y/n you clearly are attracted to him, and understand all the consequences of marrying the dead, I declare that Lawrence B Shoggoth was, in fact, telling the truth, this should be a holiday, such a rare occasion" the skeleton trailed off as he walked into the netherworld, you only watched as he vanished and the walls of your little apartment rearranged themselves like it never happened.

You sat top beetlejuice for a moment, sighing over dodging the bullet of losing your, very dear friend, you may or may not be head over heels for.

You're reminded of where you were sitting with a familiar pinch on your butt.

"Hey honey~" the ghoul purrs

You jerk up at recalling the situation you're in, beetlejuice groans at you movement

"Careful sweets, keep moving like that and you'll turn this semi into a boner" he snorts out a chuckle.

You're quick to get off the demon, though he did grunt in protest, before sitting back up and pulling a couch cushion over his lap, despite how crude he was, he did have SOME common courtesy.

As much fun as it would have been for the demon to tease you on your rather hot actions, he noticed how your attention wasnt on him, rather then you were staring at the wall that was once the door to the netherworld.

"So we did it?" Was all you seemed to whisper

"Yup, I got to hand it to you babes, you did quite a good job fooling that stiff"

You turn back to the demon and give him a soft smile feeling completely relieved.

"You know it's funny y/n, you're a terrible liar, and you sure as hell cant act, you got way too many tells, but yet, I didnt see a single twitch nor did I hear a single stutter, why's that?~" you knew that tone oh too well, it was the 'I know something embarrassing about you' tone, it was smug yet made your legs turn to jelly.

"I guess when it comes down to really important stuff i guess i can-" you stammer while fiddling with the hem of your shirt

"I dont think so dolly" beej was quick to interrupt "babes, you've been wearing my jacket the whole time, I've seen you keep glancing down at the ring, and fuck me, the amount of fire in that kiss, someone like you cant fake that"

You refuse to look his way, this was one hell.of a way to come clean with your feelings, a heavy silence fills the room, though you're pretty sure beetlejuice could hear your heart pounding away.

As if the ghoul could sense your discomfort, he sighs "ya know babes, it's pretty late, and breathers need to sleep, so how bout you head back to bed and I'll finish grilling you in the morning"

Glancing back at beetlejuice you could see the flicks of purple appearing in the pink mess of his hair, you give the ghouls half hearted smile, as you go to take off the jacket he raising his hand motioning you to stop

"Its gonna be cold tonight babes, how bout you keep it warm for me?"

"Oh, alright, night Bee, glad I could help you" you wave off as you head to your bedroom to over think what just happened.

Beetlejuice groans when he hears the familiar sound of your bedroom door closing, he was so close to getting a real confession out of you, but tomorrow morning is gonna be pretty dangerous for you, he sighs removing the pillow from his lap, he had a more pressing matter to attend too, and with your taste on his tongue and the beautiful imagine of you on top of him yanking at his tie, this 'problem' wont take long to deal with.

Bonus

The next morning was quite awkward, beetlejuice wasnt kidding about grilling you in the morning, but at least what felt like an interrogation last night, now felt like childish teasing

"Bee, can I ask you something about last night?"

The ghoul beams with excitement at your question "anything you want babes"

"If we would have failed, what would have happened to you, you said you would have been dragged back to the netherworld and" you pause hoping the ghoul would fill in

"Oh, yeah, if we would have got caught I would have had to spend a week in the netherworld with my mother fixing this paperwork and just being chewed out, a nightmare babes, we dodged a bullet" he raises his hand for a high five as if to congratulate you on helping him out

"What, I'm sorry what"

Beetlejuice lowers his hand and frowns at your response

"Beetlejuice I was worried sick, I thought they were gonna take you away forever, i was terrified if i fuck up I'd never see you again, like what am i supposed to do without you?! I dont want you to leave me" you practically screamed

Beetlejuice only started at you, slowly soaking in what you said

'I dont want you to leave me'

His blank stare slowly shifts to a smile, flicks of pink appearing in his hair "dont worry sugar, you're stuck with me"

#beetlejuice x reader #muscial beetlejuice x reader

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lloydskywalkers · 4 years ago

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any port in a storm

Pixal and Lloyd and the evolving nature of friendship, as highlighted by the regular burning down of your city.

(desperately trying to break through writer’s block and classes again, this was supposed to be under 2k and it is...very much not hdfjkgh but! i’ve been meaning to write for Pixal and Lloyd for a while so here are a whole bunch of feelings about the two of them and s8)

Pixal meets — truly meets — Lloyd Garmadon shortly after his brother’s been blown to pieces.

She says truly, because if you ask her, Pixal will tell you she met Lloyd Garmadon at exactly 8:48 in the evening outside his father’s monastery, moments before a horde of nindroids led there by Pixal herself descended upon them.

But Lloyd argues that since they said about two words total to each other, it doesn’t really count as meeting, and by the time Pixal’s spending the better part of her day with him running high and low around Ninjago City, she’s learned that it’s easier not to press the point.

Lloyd can be stubborn, like that.

She’d first learned that when she’d met him, just after they’d lost Zane. That loss hadn’t lasted long, especially for Pixal, but the immediate aftermath of it had been devastating. She’d watched with blank eyes as the team had fractured, splitting at the seams as they all fled their separate ways, too heartsore and dizzy with grief to do much otherwise.

All of them had fled, save Lloyd. She hadn’t paid him much attention before that point, the surprisingly small bearer of the Golden Power. Of course, he wasn’t the bearer of that power anymore, but his eyes alone had shown the experience of it. There’d been a brief, lost look that had crossed his face as the others had mentioned leaving, before it had been swept under a mask of stubborn, determined blankness. He wouldn’t be leaving. Someone had to stay behind and watch out for things, he’d claimed, even as the loss had bled through his voice.

Pixal hadn’t quite grasped the concept of empathy at that point, but she’d felt something dangerously close to it.

At any rate, the only interaction they’d had alone was brief. In fact, the only one Pixal can truly remember — and her memory never fails — is the quick exchange they’d had in the hospital lobby directly after the battle. The hospital was for Mr. Borg, and for the ninja’s minor injuries.

There was nothing any hospital on earth could do for Zane.

Pixal had found herself next to Lloyd in the waiting room, trying to distract herself from those thoughts while Lloyd stared at the stark white tiling with dull eyes.

“They never mentioned what your power was,” she’d asked him, almost absently. Collecting data, processing information — anything she could do to distract from the crushing grief.

“Oh.” Lloyd had blinked, startling back into awareness. He’d suddenly looked painfully young. “It’s, ah, I guess it’s just green, now.”

It had been Pixal’s turn to blink. “Green.”

“Yeah.” Lloyd had bit his lip, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly, two habits he’ll never quite lose. “I mean — it’s more than that, but it’s like — energy, I guess, is the best way to put it?”

“Interesting,” Pixal had remarked.

“Yeah.”

They’d stared at each other in silence after that, before they’d both been called off to other errands — and then they were having Zane’s funeral and then Pixal was making realizations she never got to tell anyone, and that had been that in her early introductions to Lloyd Garmadon. Quiet, awkward, and possessing an incredible power he hardly even knew the name of.

Looking back, Pixal figures her introduction hadn’t gone much better.

They’d continued as passing acquaintances as time went on, separated by danger and the confines of Zane’s head, and Pixal had figured that’s all they’d ever be. But then their Sensei goes missing and, despite Pixal’s increasing disappearances on Zane as she rebuilds her own body, she’s been given the role of watching out for Ninjago city along with Lloyd.

She quickly learns that quiet is not a term fit for Lloyd Garmadon when you’re trapped alone with him.

************

“How is there not a single station playing actual music?” Lloyd seethes, flicking through the channels almost manically. “It’s two am, who’s gonna be listening to your stupid commercial for toothpaste now, are you kidding me?”

“Statistically speaking, this is the prime time for long-distance driving near Ninjago City,” Pixal supplies, her voice a hint scratchy where it comes through the his car’s radio speakers. “Or, if you factor in the construction in the east district, there could still be traffic from late-night bars.”

Lloyd groans, thunking his head against the steering wheel as another ad screeches through the small space. “Wonderful.”

“Your vocal tones suggest you find it otherwise.”

“Dont trust ‘em, my vocal tones are traitors.” As if to solidify his point, Lloyd’s voice cracks in the middle of his sentence, shooting up an octave higher. Lloyd goes bright red, and thunks his head against the steering wheel again.

Taking pity on him, Pixal aims for reassurance. “It is normal for your voice to break, Lloyd. It shouldn’t last too long.” She pauses, momentarily scanning through another article. “On second thought, this one suggests it could also take two to three years for your voice to stabilize.”

Lloyd gives a strangled moan. “End me.”

“Unfortunately, that would defeat the purpose of why I’m here in the first place.”

Lloyd tilts his head, cracking an eye open as he glances at the camera feed he knows she’s watching him from. “Unfortunately, huh,” he muses. “So you’re saying if Zane hadn’t made you promise to look out for me, you would end me?”

“That — no, that is not — of course I wouldn’t end you,” Pixal backtracks. An odd feeling flickers through her, almost as if she’s lost her place, floundering.

Or embarrassed might be more accurate, she thinks wryly. She briefly considers projecting a a glaring face at Lloyd from the monitor. This is his fault. She rarely stuttered before Lloyd started teasing her at all hours of the morning.

“I mean, you wouldn’t be the first,” Lloyd continues, conversationally. “And if we’re being honest, I’d definitely rather you be the one to off me, instead of like, random bad guy number eighty-five—”

“I know you think you are funny,” Pixal cuts over him. “But casually planning for your death is something Kai listed I was not to let you do. Also, it is not nearly as funny as you think it is.”

“Ouch,” Lloyd mutters, though he looks chastised. “Never mind, you just took me out in one sentence.”

Chastised might be the wrong term.

Pixal studies him through the monitor, then sighs. “I am, however, honored you think highly enough of me to offer the right to murder you,” she gives in.

She’s rewarded as Lloyd breaks into a bright grin.

He still looks painfully young these days, but it’s less obvious. His voice is pitching lower and he wears his hair different, and he’s gained a whip-like tendency to quip at people, as Pixal’s experienced firsthand. Kai calls it sass in grumbling but fond tones, and Nya calls it snark somewhere between the fourth book series she’s sent for Pixal to try.

The ninja have been kind like that, sharing the interests they have in an attempt to make her feel…well, more human, she supposes. Less confined to a voice in a computer. Of course, Pixal isn’t confined to a voice in a computer anymore, but they don’t know that yet. She’ll tell them someday soon, she promises herself. Any day now.

In the meantime, it’s easy enough to keep up with Lloyd by lurking in his car radio, as he spends half his time in there anyways.

************

“You’d think we’d have found their hideout by now,” Lloyd notes, as they wait in a darkened alleyway again. It gives them an excellent view of the major highways, so if the rumored biker gang does show up, they won’t miss it.

If they show up being the key point.

“Whoever their leader is, they certainly know how to keep a low profile,” Pixal answers, closing out another dead end police report in frustration.

“It’s weird,” Lloyd says, propping the notebook he’s sketching in on his knee as he squints at the paper. “Normally the boss types aren’t this quiet. They like to show off, y’know? Make a big scene, dramatic speeches and all.”

“Are you referring to the villains, or yourselves?”

“Touché,” Lloyd snorts. “But still, you gotta admit it’s weird they haven’t even made any demands. What’s their end game here, elaborate advertising for motorcycle design?”

“I would hope not,” Pixal says. “Their color coordination is lacking.”

Lloyd fights back a smile, his pencil scratching as he shifts his notebook again. “I don’t know, I kinda like the punk look.”

“I noticed that, when you tried to redecorate the car.”

“Hey, skulls are cool.”

“They are also conspicuous, especially when they come in acid green colors.”

“Everyone’s a critic,” Lloyd sighs, making a face as he scrubs the eraser across the paper. Pixal tries to tilt the camera further, to see what he’s drawing tonight, but the angle he’s holding it at remains just out of sight.

She could probably guess what he’s drawing, if she tried. The notebook is one they’ve been steadily working their way through on these late-night patrols, the pages filled with little hangman games and Lloyd’s sketches of animals and his teammates. He’s drawn her a few times from memory, and she’s been tempted to ask him to draw her in the new Samurai X armor more than once.

Soon, she tells herself.

“What are you drawing?” she finally asks, curiosity getting the better of her.

Lloyd’s cheeks tinge pink, and he quickly plasters the notebook to his chest, hiding it entirely from view. “Nothing.”

Pixal waits, letting the silence fill with her judgement. “Lloyd, I have seen your drawings before.”

He doesn’t reply, and Pixal tries again. “It gets boring, being stuck with the car monitors for eyes.”

“I know you can hack other cameras,” Lloyd mutters, but he sighs, relenting as he turns the notebook over. Pixal’s eyes rake over the detailed sketch — it’s a comical little thing of her and Lloyd, jammed together on a tiny lifeboat in the middle of a darkening ocean. She can spot the smudges where he’s redrawn her head several times, and the numerous attempts he’s made at his own hair. Pixal studies Lloyd’s portrayal of himself, which is noticeably lacking in facial features. While Lloyd draws the others plenty, it’s a rare occasion that he draws himself, and she can’t help but be curious.

“I thought you were drawing the others again,” she admits.

“They’re on the ship,” Lloyd says, absently. “I’ll draw them when they remember to pull us back in.”

There’s nothing bitter in his tone to suggest it has any bearing on their actual lives, but the lost expressions Lloyd ends up giving their tiny caricatures feel familiar nonetheless.

“Zane has assured me they will be back as soon as they can,” Pixal speaks ups quietly.

Lloyd finally looks up fully, and flashes the monitor a smile. “I know,” he says. “So we better have this thing busted by the time they do, or they’ll never let us run a city on our own again.”

“If only we were truly running the city,” Pixal grumbles. “I could do a better job in two days than the current leaders could do in a year.”

“I’d vote for you,” Lloyd says, sincerely.

It’s a sweet gesture, but Pixal is unable to resist. “You don’t know how to vote.”

“Yes I do, it’s not hard!”

“Really? Then why are you not currently registered in the Ninjago voting system?”

Lloyd makes a strangled noise. “That’s a thing?”

She’s unable to keep the smugness from her voice. “I make my point.” Lloyd scowls, and scribbles a mustache on his drawing of her in revenge.

Pixal thinks it looks nice nonetheless.

************

She can’t really hold it against Lloyd for talking as much as he does, considering she does the same. It gets dull, sitting on patrol for hours on end, and there are only so many hours of light reading they can do before the silence begins to drive them both insane.

Pixal finds herself talking about more useless things with Lloyd than she has in her existence, pointless conversations in circles with each other. She also finds she doesn’t entirely mind. She’s become quite good at quipping back and forth with him, at least. It’s different than the kind of talk she has with Zane, lacking in the depth of feeling with the love they share. Her exchanges with Lloyd are lighter, though that’s not to say they’re less sincere.

For example, Zane hasn’t tried to teach her how to redesign a gi in poor lighting in the early hours of the morning because he’s bored out of his mind, that’s for sure.

“I’m teaching you how to sew,” Lloyd corrects, wincing as he accidentally stabs himself with the needle. “And I’m not redesigning the whole thing, I’m just adding some designs to spice it up.”

“I did not know you were allowed to wear colors other than green,” Pixal comments.

Lloyd pauses, squinting at the monitor. “You’re teasing me,” he finally says. “You’re making fun of how much green this gi has in it.”

“I would never,” Pixal replies, her tone flat and even. “The intricacies of your human humor evade me—”

“Human humor, nice—”

“—unlike the unusually bright shade of green you’ve chosen will fail to evade any eyes of your enemies.”

“I knew you were making fun of me!” Lloyd accuses, then flinches as he stabs his finger again trying to point at her. “And bright colors are our thing. Being subtle is, uh…not. Usually.”

Pixal is losing the battle to laugh at his expression by the minute. “I am shocked.”

Lloyd glares at the monitor, shifting his sewing to rest on his knees as he slouches in the car seat. “How’d you even get so good at sarcasm, anyways,” he mutters. “Zane still doesn’t get it half the time.”

“Perhaps it is part of my glowing personality,” Pixal says. Lloyd gives a huff of laughter, relenting.

“Fair enough,” he says, shifting in his seat again. “Fine, you win. The green is probably too bright, but that’s not the point. I’m gonna show you how to do a backstitch."

Pixal falls quiet, letting Lloyd gesture with the needle as he explains. There are a hundred, a thousand tutorials she could pull up online, digitized knowledge instantly learned on all the countless types of stitches she could use, sorted and categorized in neat columns of use and effectiveness. All of them more detailed, more easily understood than Lloyd’s absent rambling and unsteady hands as he struggles with the end of a knot.

Not one of them will care whether or not Pixal learns the odd way Zane likes to loop his stitches, or will quietly add which stitches knit skin back together quickest.

So Pixal ignores her programming, and does her best to follow Lloyd’s rambling instructions, watching as his scarred fingers tug another thread of dull gold through the green mess of fabric, the city quiet around them.

“You never did tell me where you learned how to sew,” Pixal says, as Lloyd starts up a new thread of black on the other side of the gi. “Was that something the others taught you in training?”

“They’d have to know how to be able to teach it,” Lloyd snickers. “And, uh, no. I taught myself to back at Darkley’s.”

“Oh,” Pixal falters. She’s heard about Darkley’s, both from Zane and the legal reports she’s read online. Neither gave a positive impression of the place. Her mind is suddenly filled with images of a younger Lloyd trying to give himself stitches, and her heart twists.

Lloyd starts, seemingly having picked up on her train of thought. “I mean, I did it for fun, mostly. I like sewing,” he explains. “It’s useful. You can pull things back together, and fix ‘em.”

Pixal is quiet, but she hopes Lloyd takes her silence as agreement with his motive. She likes to think he knows her well enough for that, by now.

************

Pixal finds, somewhere during their fourth month alone, that she’s glad the team elected to stick her and Lloyd together. Not because she doesn’t want to be with Zane — there’s never a moment she doesn’t miss him, and with every day that passes her resolve to keep her secret from him grows weaker, as the longing for actual connection grows stronger.

But there are conversations she can have with Lloyd that she can never have with Zane, and the dangerous thing about spending time with Lloyd, Pixal finds, is that they’re more similar than she’s realized.

“Sometimes I think I’m jealous,” Lloyd whispers to her one night. It’s one of the bad ones, the ones where their enemies struck too sudden to stop, and the mission ends in the hospital. “I think I’m jealous of Zane, and I hate myself for it.”

Pixal is quiet, trying to pick apart the tone of his voice in the words he’s just spoken, and factors in the victims they’ve just left behind at the hospital. She finds herself no closer to an answer.

“Is it the metal skin part?” she finally asks, though she knows that’s wrong. “The, what was it, technical immortality?”

“No,” Lloyd shakes his head. “I’m not afraid of dying,” he says emphatically, his fingers fluttering at over the steering wheel, tapping incessantly with unspent energy. “I don’t want to, but that’s — it’s not what I’m scared of. I’m more scared of how I go out.”

He swallows, and his fingers move to dance over the woven bracelet on his wrist instead, twisting at the tiny beads and tracing senseless designs in constant, steady movement. It’s a motion he does often, and it had puzzled Pixal at first. She’d decided to write it off as an odd tick, a way to spend excess energy.

Now, she recognizes the desperate kind of reassurance that movement gives. She understands too well the need to remind yourself that you can move — that your body will obey you and you alone.

Pixal thinks back to the other factors in tonight’s accident, of the way the drugged man’s eyes had cleared when they’d finally turned him over to the police, the way he’d sworn he’d never do such a thing in his right mind. She thinks of the way the first victim had thrown themselves over their companion.

That victim hadn’t made it to the hospital.

“Ah,” Pixal says, quietly.

She’s silent again, and she thinks back to when she’d met him, the very first time. She recalls the way her programming had rebelled against her in favor of the Overlord, corrupting her body and forcing it against her, twisting everything she was and wanted to be into something different.

She thinks back again, to the searing-hot anger, the terror, the despair as she was torn apart, piece by piece like a machine, burning out at the whims of another. Her end purposeless, her demise belonging to someone else, just like every other part of her.

She thinks of the last glimpse she’d caught of Zane, bright and beautiful as a supernova. Burning with the terrible brilliance of his own, determined choice. Terrible, because the death of something always is. Beautiful, because it was his own. Zane died, not a machine, not a weapon, not a tool of anyone or anything, but as himself. Zane died to save the ones he loves. Pixal could’ve died for spare parts.

Never again, she promises herself. If she goes out, she goes out on her own terms. This time, they choose the end of their own destiny themselves.

In hindsight, it’s the kind of promise they’re both too young to make, but neither of them have ever seen themselves as such, and promises like that are easy.

“Love can be terrible, sometimes,” Lloyd murmurs. Pixal watches him scrub at the blood on his uniform, and thinks how ironically well-timed it is that he finished the stitching on his new gi this morning. “Sometimes I forget how ugly it can be.”

************

The end of their nighttime stakeouts begins with a break-in at Mr. Borg’s tower. Lloyd argues that she should get to call it her father’s tower, if she wants, but the ninja aren’t the only ones Pixal’s hiding herself from.

And then Lloyd gets very tense at the thought of fathers very fast, and they never finish the conversation.

They stay at the edge of the bridge long after the parachute, emblazoned with the unmistakable visage of Lloyd’s father, disappears from sight. Pixal wonders if it’s burned into Lloyd’s eyes, like the way she’s read black spots linger in humans’ vision after they’ve looked at something too bright. The way Lloyd stares at the river, his shoulders tense and his teeth worrying at his lip, she thinks she might be right.

They’re waiting on the report from the commissioner —they’re waiting for anything, anyone who can offer them any explanation of what’s going on. Pixal’s reminded of how much she loathes this kind of waiting.

“It could be—” Lloyd begins, then breaks off, his voice wavering. He swallows, and Pixal can see the way his fists clench tightly from the cameras they’ve put in his car. There’s a fierce part of her that longs to reveal herself, to meet his eyes herself and offer some semblance of comfort. But there’s a time and place for things, and Pixal isn’t ready.

“It could be anything,” Lloyd finally continues, his voice small. “It could — it doesn’t mean anything. It could mean nothing, right?”

Pixal is silent, her mind racing. She’s run the calculations over and over in her head already, scouring the internet for anything related to the bikers. She’s been foolish, she realizes — they both have. Letting the gang go unnamed for so long, thinking nothing of it. Now, with the name flashing vibrant across Pixal’s vision, a part of her wants to let them go nameless just a bit longer.

Before she can answer, Lloyds phone goes off with a sharp ping, just as Pixal’s sensors alert her to the message from the commissioner. Lloyd snatches for his phone like it’s on fire, and Pixal’s already scanning the message frantically, as if she can salvage this if she’s fast enough, save Lloyd from this one pain.

Lloyd’s gotten much better at reading quickly though, these days.

She can pinpoint the moment he reaches the last paragraph, because his breath hitches. There’s a long, pressing pause of silence, Lloyd’s hands trembling as they clutch weakly at his phone. Then it’s punctured by a reedy, wheezing gasp, and Pixal’s suddenly wishing she’d revealed herself after all.

Instead, all she has is her voice as Lloyd crumples, crouching over in visible distress. Pixal’s mind races, recalling everything Zane’s ever told her about his team, the way their panic manifests in different shades. Lloyd’s is quiet but desperate, rapid breathes that stutter as his eyes slide more and more into a frightening kind of blankness.

“Lloyd, please, listen to my voice,” she begs, trying to reach him in the only way she can. “Please, you have to breathe—”

“He’s gone,” Lloyd rasps, unhearing of her words. “He’s s’posed to be gone, it’s supposed to be over, I’m supposed to be done—”

Pixal fights back the sense of overwhelming helplessness. She knows loss. She knows how to finish his sentence. He’s supposed to be done grieving, done mourning, done clinging to false scraps of hope that his father isn’t lost forever only to be met with heartbreak.

And now, to be met with the possibility of something so much worse.

“We’ll stop them,” she tells him, unflinching. “We won’t let it happen.”

Lloyd’s eyes are a vivid green where they stare at her through the monitor, almost ghostly in the misting light reflecting from the river.

He’s silent, but Pixal is, too.

Pixal remembers the way her head had spun when she’d first picked up the traces of Zane in the system, how the world had rushed then steadied, flooding with color as she’d realized he might not be lost after all. She remembers the surging, overwhelming flood of joy, that someone she’d thought she lost might live after all. She remembers being so happy, at even the smallest chance to get him back, because the voice was Zane’s, without a doubt.

She watches the color seep from Lloyd’s expression as his shoulders shudder, the words from the commissioner’s message almost echoing through the air. Watches the terror as the both of them fill the silence.

Will we?

The radio scratches, as if echoing Pixal’s anxiety. Love can be terrible, sometimes. She’s underestimated how it also be so cruel.

************

She’s also, apparently, underestimated how the universe on the whole could be so cruel.

She should’ve revealed herself to them from day one. That way, when Harumi’s corrupted programming suddenly ravages through her like an electric shock, she could be reassured they’d at least be familiar with the person they were fighting.

Instead, she doesn’t even get to scream. Pixal’s only able to force out a desperate, broken warning before she’s lost again, drowning in her own body as she’s forced under. Furious panic grips her as she screams without lungs, bashing herself against the overwhelming helplessness that’s taken over her.

Not again, not again, not again—

Her limbs creak and jolt against her will, lashing out at the people she cares most about, and Pixal can’t even rage back in her own voice. She’s sworn, she’s promised herself she’d never let anyone do this to her again — she’s sworn she’d die before she let someone reach into her head and snatch control away, and yet here she is, frozen as her body’s used to target her friends.

If she could cry, she might.

There’s not much more to say than that. She breaks free, her body her own once again, but by then it’s too late.

************

If Pixal had the same gift of foresight that Zane did, maybe she would have seen it coming. Maybe she’d have remembered how similar her and Lloyd are, and that this kind of pained desperation always yields impulsiveness and mistakes.

She doesn’t, though. She barely even manages to do what she’s trying to, which is convincing Lloyd to join the others while they celebrate their victory. Their off-key singing is something he normally wouldn’t hesitate to join in on, she thinks, and she hates Harumi a little more.

Maybe she’ll try his mother next. The expression on Lloyd’s face screams unapproachable, and remains fixedly sullen.

Almost to her surprise, he meets her eyes as she draws near— it’s odd, being able to meet his back — and his own eyes are dark, from despair over Harumi or despair over his father, Pixal isn’t sure. She’s thinking it might be both, when his eyebrows crease, and a flicker of concern cuts through them instead.

“You good?”

It takes her a moment to realize why he’s asking, but the answer is obvious. Her head tilts downward, and she watches as her fingers curl and uncurl. Her movements, her choices. She lets out an even breath.

“As I can be,” she replies. Lloyd nods, and his eyes are understanding. His lips twist in a scowl.

“She shouldn’t have done that to you. That was a low blow.”

Pixal’s mouth curves into a humorless smile. “That it was. She’s rather good at those, isn’t she.”

Lloyd’s eyes shadow again, and he looks away, crossing his arms. “This isn’t supposed to be about me,” he mutters.

“Yes, it is,” Pixal counters. “It is why I came over here, in the first place. She hurt—”

“All of us, and who’s fault is that,” Lloyd snaps, his arms crossing tighter.

“I would hope you know it’s hers,” she says, holding firm.

Lloyd looks away again, biting his lip, and Pixal shifts anxiously, rolling her wrists. The sensation of control sliding away still haunts her, worse than it had the first time. She should be better than this, she tells herself hotly. She’s lived without a body long enough that losing it so briefly shouldn’t effect her this much.

Curse her programming, she thinks, tapping agitatedly at the banister. She knew she should have reinforce it sooner.

“Hey, um.” Lloyd is looking at her again, hesitant. He twists at his bracelet, and his eyes lose a fraction of that darkness. “Kai made this for me, after Morro,” he says. “I kept shredding the sleeves of my uniform, so he told me to mess with this instead, when I needed to remember that…that I was in control.”

He shrugs, hesitant. “We could make you one too, if you wanted. It helps, having something.”

Pixal lets out a steady breath, despite not actually needing to. The action is grounding, she’s found. “I would like that.”

Lloyd gives her a ghost of a smile in return. “Soon as this is over, then.”

There’s a heavy weight to his words, and Pixal’s eyes narrow.

“Lloyd,” she says. He looks at her, his eyes dark. “Don’t do anything foolish.”

He’s quiet, not meeting her eyes, and this is where Pixal should stop him. This is when she should see the end of the road they’ve been on since they started this, and force him to turn before it’s too late.

“I know what I’m doing.”

She doesn’t.

************

Lloyd is battered and bleeding by the time they drag him onto the ship, a gruesome portrait of cruelty. Pixal is frozen as she watches him writhe in Kai’s hold, his screams cracked and wet as he thrashes erratically like a broken thing.

Nya is already barking orders before they’ve even gotten Lloyd fully on the ship, and Zane is running scans with a horrified, wavering focus. Pixal follows Cole as he carries Lloyd to the medbay with a blank numbness, the rush of wind streaming past the Bounty sails thunderously loud in her ears.

This isn’t Lloyd, she thinks, staring at his crumpled form. Lloyd isn’t this battered, broken shell of a person. Lloyd isn’t hazy eyes that fail to recognize them and frantic murmuring through bloody lips. Lloyd is bright-eyed and gentle and would rather die before he screams the way he does when Cole moves him to the table.

Lloyd is her friend, and this is where that promise they made has led them. She knows why Lloyd set out for the prison, hot on the collapse of his own star. She also knows he wouldn’t have chosen to burn out like this.

Cole calls out for Zane, his voice ringing in panic as Lloyd screeches in pain again. Pixal thinks of quiet words in the safety of his car, and she feels sick. This is the ugliness of love, the terrible, hideous side of it.

And Lloyd would hate it, if he could see himself, if he were any semblance of lucid. He’d hate to know just how much better he was at breaking himself than Morro ever was.

Zane is gentle as he pushes past her, but Pixal can feel the tremble in his hands. He’s every bit as rattled as she is, if not more so — Zane’s heart is larger and softer than hers has ever been, and he cares about each and every one of them with a painful intensity. It’s a cruel thing, to have to pull those same people back together with your own hands.

Kai’s eyes are streaming as he clutches at Lloyd’s wrists, pinning him in place. Zane’s hands waver again over one of the jagged wounds near Lloyd’s ribcage, the green of his uniform already dyed dark in blood, soaking over the careful stitches Pixal watched him put in himself.

Pixal finally finds her footing, reminding herself of the solid wood beneath her feet. She recalls the steady, smooth stitch Lloyd’s scarred fingers traced out for her.

“Here.” She takes the needle from Zane’s hands, squeezing his briefly before letting go. “I can do it.”

She sets the needle against Lloyd’s skin and wonders what kind of stitch it’d take to pull your heart back together.

************

Pixal cannot cry. It’s one of the features Mr. Borg spent hours debating, weighing the pros and cons of giving her the ability before he was truly sure how rust-proof she was. He’d never gotten the chance to, as the Overlord had interrupted him, then Pixal had lost any body to give the ability to cry to, which had eliminated the need entirely.

She cannot cry, but she can hurt, and the rain that streams through her hair, dripping down her forehead spotting raindrops on her cheeks, could be tears if she pretended.

She doesn’t, though, because tears are a waste of water and overall useless in the grand scheme of things. She doubts they’d have helped her fare any better in the battle with Colossi, either.

Tears won’t bring anyone back.

Lloyd cries anyways. She can’t see him, but she can hear it in his voice, the way it wavers and breaks over the radio, nasally tones pronounced.

He’s barely able to gasp a few coordinates to her before he cuts the radio off abruptly. Pixal’s spent enough time with him to envision his scarred fingers snapping it off with a particular desperation, green sparking from his hands in distress.

She reminds herself those sparks are gone, now, bled away into nothing like the vivid green of Lloyd’s eyes had. The thought makes her sadder than she’d expected. She had a joke, about his eyes, she had wanted to make. Now that she has a body, and her own set of glowing green eyes, she’d — there was something he would’ve laughed at, she thought —

It doesn’t matter, now. Neither of them are likely to laugh anytime soon.

The coordinates blink brightly in her vision, and she’s almost surprised she managed to key them in. She’s running on autopilot, she supposes. It could be ironic — she’s been so desperate for control, it’s been so important that she’s the one feeling. Now, she’d give anything not to feel at all.

She lets out a shaky breath, dispelling the mist in her vision left from the rain. She leans forward, just over the edge of the building she’s crouched on, and her loose hair falls forward, silvery and synthetic and horribly tangled. Irritated, she reaches for another hair tie, and her hands falter around her wrist.

Lloyd had promised her a bracelet there. But he’d promised Kai would make the bracelet, hadn’t he, and Kai couldn’t make the bracelet if he was dead, could he.

Pixal blinks, her breath hitching. She’s been so numb to the pain of Zane’s loss, it hasn’t yet occurred to her that she’s losing Kai, too. And Jay, and Cole, and—

She sucks in the same shuddery kind of breath she’s seen Lloyd do, and carefully fists her hand in the area of her uniform above her chest. Her fingers dig in tightly, clutching in a hopeless attempt to feel some sort of comfort she knows she’ll never find.

But perhaps, for these few seconds, she can pretend the action is holding her together.

************

“It was inevitable,” Pixal tells Lloyd blankly, as he rasps out his third apology in the dark cover of their small hideout. “That one of us would fall, eventually. It had nothing to do with you.”

Lloyd swallows thickly. “It could’ve — it should’ve been—”

He doesn’t finish, but he doesn’t need to. Pixal’s hand shoots out, clamping tightly around his wrist, and there’s a beat of gratitude that she doesn’t need to rely on her voice alone anymore.

“Don’t.” Her voice is strung tighter than the tension in their shoulders. “You cannot change anything. You can’t, Lloyd, and you should not wish to — to change it that way.”

Lloyd jerks his hand free, wiping miserably at his eyes. He sets it back down within her reach, though, and if Pixal were any different, she’d take it.

But Pixal isn’t that different from Lloyd at all in the end, and neither of them reach for the other’s hand, no matter how desperately they crave the contact. Fear is more familiar, and it’s easier to give into it than it is the clawing need for comfort in your chest, after all.

“Still,” Lloyd finally whispers. “Still.”

Pixal swallows. She doesn’t disagree. If one of them had to fall, she knows she gladly would have taken it upon herself. She knows the others care for her, certainly, but she also knows her place in the grand scheme of things. They were six before she came along, and even now she’s kept far too many secrets to be fully counted among them.

She listens to Lloyd’s quiet, cracked voice, and she wonders if he’s thinking that they were five before he came along, younger than Pixal got to know him as.

Now they’re three, hollow and heartbroken. Though counting herself as one whole feels like cheating, right now.

Pixal squeezes her eyes shut, and wonders what it’s like to cry. Perhaps it helps, though Lloyd doesn’t look any less miserable.

************

“I was thinking,” Lloyd tells her, during one of the precious few quiet moments they have while trying to overthrow Garmadon and Harumi. Pixal’s turning the tiny tea flower he’d given her over in her hands, a part of her mind already marking articles about flower-pressing, another part wondering if it’s already too late to save the blossom. “About that promise we made, before all this.”

Pixal finally tucks the flower into the pocket of her uniform, pressed close to her chest. If anything, it can be a reminder of the lives that are safe — the life that’s coming back to her, if she has to drag him back from another realm herself. “And?”

Lloyd’s hands twist together. “Maybe we should focus more on staying alive.”

Pixal coughs out a laugh, breathless and startled. Lloyd wrinkles his nose at her, but his eyes are amused, even with their light lost. “I mean, the emphasis would be on keeping everyone else alive, but it’s kinda hard to do that if we’re dead, so…yeah. Priorities.”

“Staying alive should always be a priority,” Pixal corrects him, but she tugs the edge of his armor out of place with a smile.

“Why didn’t you teach me how to graffiti?” she nods at the designs on the green leather. “Or was this another Darkley’s tradition.”

“This is a refined art, called whatever I had on me that showed up on dark green,” Lloyd grumbles, fixing his armor. “I’ll teach it to you when we get out of this.”

“Another reason why staying alive would be a more productive focus,” Pixal points out. “I’ve heard teaching is easier when you’re alive.”

“And I’ve heard you’re a real riot,” Lloyd mutters. “It’s a promise, okay? I promise to teach you how to do cool armor design if you promise not to disappear into another realm on me.”

Pixal nods, adjusting her own armor tighter as screams ring out from a street nearby. “A promise, then.”

She keeps both the promise and the flower, the tiny blossom dried and faded by the time she’s escaped from the prison, heart racing with leftover adrenaline as Zane sweeps her into his arms. She clutches back every bit as tight, listening to his breathless laughter as cheers rise from the streets behind them, the smoke drifting across the early morning sky above them pale against the lightening blue. Pixal buries her face in his shoulder and breathes, tucking the moment away in her heart where it won’t fade. There’s a future stretching out before her, and she’s got the limbs to walk her path on her own, but all she wants right now is the steady ground beneath her feet and the bright laughter of what she’s managed to keep.

Lloyd meets them shortly after, his own promise kept as he tears his gaze from his father, handing him off to the authorities before sprinting for the others. Pixal barely snags a moment alone with him, and even then no one’s particularly keen on letting him out of their sights.

He meets her eyes as they pick their way through the wrecked streets, the city more alive around them than it’s been in weeks. In the dark of the early morning, Pixal’s eyes glow a bright green, reflecting oddly in the windows they pass. It’s always been her preferred color, in contrast to Zane’s bright blue. Lloyd glances at her, his own eerily green eyes glowing back. He bites his lip, but it’s to hold back real laughter this time.

“My eyes were green first,” she tells him.

“Sue me,” he shoots back, before Kai’s throwing an arm over his shoulders again, tucking Lloyd neatly in between him and Nya. Pixal smothers a laugh at the look on his face, and tightens her own arm further where it’s linked firmly in Zane’s.

It’s going to be an easy promise to keep, she thinks.

#lego ninjago #ninjago #lloyd garmadon #ninjago lloyd #pixal #there was a point to this but it got lost in pix and lloyd do arts and crafts #either way i'd die for both these characters #ninjago where is the pixal love i miss her #my fic

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I love the au swap ! If you dont mind the undateables (+ platonic luke with simeon?) Summoning a demon MC??

Demon MC with Human Undateables

I hope these are okay!! I’ve never written for these characters before so I tried my best

Part 1

Diavolo

When a human summons you, you tend to have an idea of what you’re going to see when you show up, black hoods, cult robes, mysterious sigils signed in blood, NOT an average looking sitting room that appears to be part of a moderately wealthy mansion

Immediately your greeted by a man in an expensive red suit

He looks rather excited to see you, like he wanted to pull you in for a hug right there instead he settles for a handshake

Before you can start your usual spiel on the rules for your pact he interrupts you shaking his head

“I invited you here not as a demon but as a guest. Consider it like improving the relationship between the three realms. What do you say?”

What can you say? A human with knowledge of all three realms was rare but one who invited a demon into his own home was even rarer. You can’t help but be interested in what it is he really wants.

So you agree a pact forming between you two in a second.

You fully expect him to break his promise. After all there isn’t anything in it for him. However a real order never comes and for all intents and purposes you really are treated like a guest.

For a while you had wondered if you were meant to be a servant here, but Diavolo seems more than happy with his staff. In fact his head butler could be a demon with how efficient his service is.

With a little snooping you manage to find a file full of different demons, including you but he easily explained it as possible candidates for his program.

On more than one occasion Diavolo invites you to enjoy tea with him, although you suspect its more of an excuse for you to talk about Devildom. Diavolo is fascinated with the place.

He hangs on to every word you tell him, exclaiming over your cultural differences with excitement.

Whenever you bring back a new snack or devilmade show he’s very eager to watch it with you.

You’re still not sure what he really wants. He continues to treat you as his guest but you can’t help but feel he’s hiding something.

Oh well, it's probably nothing.

Barbatos

Sometime when you make a pact it feels like you’ve lost something. Maybe your freedom, or your dignity, but in this case it doesn’t feel like you’re missing anything at all. In fact its more like you gained a butler.

Even though you’re the demon here, he’s the one who’s always taking care of your every need

Before you can even ask he is offering you cake and tea with refined grace, as if he was born to do it

In fact the two of you end up enjoying some very fine tea parties

At first he insists on serving you but with a little nagging (as well as some bribes in the form of a few special Devildom tea blends) he can be convinced to sit and chat with you

He seems to know a little something about everything making him the perfect conversation partner and listens to you talk about home with a quiet smile. However your favorite times are when he lets loose.

A real smile (drawn out by your presence and a bottle of wine) takes up his face and he’s more personal, teasing you and even talking about himself

However most of your time is spent in the kitchen

He works at a very popular bakery so the two of you spend many afternoons making pastries. You offer what tips you can but he is already a very accomplished baker so there’s not much you can say

Instead you sit on the counter taking swipes of the batter when he isn’t looking (He knows, he just wants you to feel like you’re getting away with something)

It’s on a day just like this you have your first encounter with what would become your worst enemy

He had just opened the cupboard to get more flour when he lets out a bloodcurdling scream

You jolt from your perch. In all your times of living together he had never made such a sound and you peak over his shoulder to see what he’s looking at

Calm as can be sits a plain black rat chilling on top of a pack of sugar

Barbatos is still very much so frozen so you scoop up the animal and go outside to dispose of it

It's kind of gross but not nearly as bad as some of the pests back in Devildom so it’s not that big of a deal

When you walk back inside he has once again composed himself into the picture of dignity but for the next week you are rewarded with as many sweets as your heart desires

After that you makes sure to keep the kitchen free from anymore of the pests and he leaves you more than enough presents for your service

Solomon

Who is this shady man?

He summons you in what looks to be a stereotypical alchemy lab, something you hadn’t seen since like what? The 19nth century? Jeez man move on

He asks you to make a pact and despite your general misgivings you agree

Of ALL of his 87 pacts (now 88) he favors you and you spend a lot of time with him in the human world

Although he’s a rather strange person his work is rather interesting. He has plenty of rare tombs and interesting spells, you just wish he wasn’t so eager to test them on you

Typically you just help him with potion brewing and magic but occasionally you perform other tasks for him too

You also end up meeting quite a few of his other demons including Asmo who was more than interested in having some fun with the both of you, something that you had to politely (and then forcefully when he didn’t get the hint) shoot down

Even though you work with him a lot you still don’t have a clue on what his purpose is

Simeon

He didn’t summon you on purpose...probably?

It’s kind of hard to tell. He seems really religious but he’s also super chill about the fact that you’re there

He acknowledges that you’re a demon but never actually brings it up

When you’re in public he introduces you as a friend of his

It’s actually kind of funny to shake hands with people who would probably scream if they knew who you really were

You end up reading a few of the books he wrote. They’re actually really good. You even find a character that reminds you of you. It’s actually a little too similar really, but it was written before you two had ever met so you guess its just a coincidence.

He asks to see your demon form and as you have no real reason to say no you agree

He’s rather unphased but like Lucifer he’s very interested in your wings. Almost bluntly he asks if you could fly with them, or more importantly if you could fly with him

He’s not a big guy so it’s pretty easy for you to pick him up

It’s not the proximity that has you blushing but his outfit. While you had noticed he was rather scantily clad, it is extremely obvious when you have to touch him, hands pressed tight to the dips in his hips, while an arm is delicately slung around your neck. It takes all your focus not to just have a nosebleed and crash

When you get high enough that the city lights gleam below you and the stars glitter above he becomes very quiet. When you look over to see if you broke your new human you see that he’s just staring at the stars

He seems very at home in the air and holding him isn’t so bad. The two of you stay up there for a long time and when he finally begins to shiver from the altitude you settle on the roof tucked tight to his side watching the stars a little longer. Both of you thinking of a home you can no longer go

Luke

Has a heart attack

Literally has a heart attack

As soon as you appear he’s dialing for Simeon to come help him because there is a DEMON in his house!!

He tries various methods to banish you, most of them hilarious to say the least.

Throwing salt, holy water, and even a shoe when he got desperate was about all he had in his arsenal. You actually laughed at that last one or at least you did before he started to cry

You give Simeon a pleading glance but when he only gives a mysterious smile at you in return you decide to scoop Luke up. He complains but pushes further into your chest anyways.

Once he starts calming down to the point where he doesn’t try to exorcise you whenever you enter a room he’s not that bad

In fact he’s pretty fun to hang around with.

He spends a lot of time baking and you’re able to buy his affection by offering to teach him Devildom recipes

After helping him make yet another batch of cupcakes together you find that you actually really like the kid???

After this he’s going to be the most protected child in the entire world

Bullies beware between you and Simeon nothing is going to happen to Luke on your watch

Luke tries to rein you in most of the time so you have to make sure to do anything when he’s not watching

For the most part he pretends like he doesn’t like demons, but in the end it's obvious that he really cares about you

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tfw-no-tennis · 4 years ago

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mtmte liveblog issues 4&5

its delphi time babey

I'm sorry but drift & co look like such fuckin nerds on their scooter things on the cover lmaooo

oh god. seeing the first page just reminded me of how horribly confused i was for this whole little arc the first time i read it. i was like ok, who are all these new characters, and also why does everyone look so similar

anyways now i now what's going on. i love first aid

love the running continuity of rung being the literal only psychologist on cybertron (except for fr*id but that's later). no wonder everyone's fucked up they all have to share a single therapist

ok i find it extremely funny that first aid was demoted from doctor to nurse, as if that's a thing that happens EVER - I mean it'd be one thing if first aid was a nurse practitioner (which i doubt is a position that exists here), at least that demotion would make sense, but like...the doctors i work with don't know how to do most nurse stuff (like BP, cathing, vaccinations, hell even using some of the thermometers - that's all stuff nurses/etc do), so demoting one to a nurse would be a disaster (just like promoting a really good nurse to a doctor would be a bad idea). anyways i know I'm being pedantic but it Be like that when you work in the medical field and read something that has medicine-related stuff in it

i love swerve giving ratchet the tiniest free drink ever lmaooo

is that skids being a rowdy drunk in the bg lmaoooo

unironically i love medical statistics. keep it comin

i love magnus’s giant sternal chestpiece thing. its like a bird’s sternum but without the massive pec muscles attached

i love magnus and rodimus’s dynamic so much

oh pipes....im so sorry but this fun space adventure is going to be not so much fun for you

ratchets ideologies are certainly interesting, and i liked seeing how they changed over the course of the story

drift: why would i be SCARED of the DJD, I've got a SWORD, two swords even,

hvbhajkhfbsdjkf pipes really said ‘oi, you two - what's this, then?’ that's the most british fucking thing, that's literally something i say when I'm doing an overexaggerated british accent, oh my god,

PIPES IS SUCH A TINY DUMBASS. ILY SIR BUT WHAT ARE YOU DOING

aaaand now you're covered in dead bodies, pipes. look at your life, look at your choices

drift epic sword moments

drift confirmed for the kinda weird guy who has katanas that he uses to like, cut up fruit and water bottles in his backyard while rodimus films him

‘i thought i heard...bickering’ lmaooooo

ah, so its covid

this arc is how i feel working in healthcare lmaooo especially now that i probably have covid

so rewind condensed the entire war into an 11 second long cringe compilation. nice

seeing the mechanical stuff past tailgate’s visor is so cool

poor tailgate, this guy is getting slammed with history from multiple sides. and like, bias is inevitable in ANY sort of recounting of events, especially controversial historical events, so poor tg just kinda has to take it all in and decide who to listen to

that’s...not really how immunity works, guys. also, you shouldn't be exposed to so much disease with proper ppe usage

is there even such thing as ppe in the transformers universe?? there are fluid- and contact-transmitted illnesses, so there SHOULD be

is there even OSHA in this universe??????? unbelievable

first aid, holding a giant fucking claw clamp: we haven't tried EVERYTHING............

first aid read a human wikihow article on how to jumpstart a car and took notes

i love tailgate’s ‘mom says its my turn on the xbox’ pose

tailgate has a point - he’s from pre-war times, where things weren't as grey so of course he would try to divide the two sides into ‘good guys’ and ‘bad guys’

CYCLONUS BE NICE DONT HIT UR FUTURE HUSBAND

go get some character development and then maybe you'll feel better

seeing the word quarantine is making me twitchy w/my possible month-long complete isolation quarantine on the horizon

drift pulling his swords on pipes and ratchet pushing down drift’s arms...lmao

poor pipes...even tho this is completely his fault, its still rough

also jesus, pharma and ratchet look so goddamn similar, reading this was so confusing the first time around

drifts idea of subduing pipes involves turning into a cool car and also posing with his sword

also. never gonna be over drift’s massive thighs. jesus man

ooof now drift has the rona. ouch

poor drift, his covid realization is getting overshadowed by pharma being flung around

first aid bustin thru w/the epic medical nipple clamps and some Big Boi Backup

ok that's an epic pre-beatdown speech from fort max right there, daym

im just gonna continue on w/issue 5 now for continuity’s sake. yay!

the cover of tailgate in magnus’s autobot school is so cute

and we open with an incredible shot of fort max str8 up ripping a guy in half. i mean, to be fair, he DID just give an epic speech about how much he was gonna do that, and he certainly followed thru

yeahhhhh, fort max is not doing so well atm

when he puts that dudes head in his chest vent thing and then snaps it shut....man

also i fucking LOVE when their faces are shaded all in black w/only the eyes/mouth fully drawn...fantastic stuff

ratchet: phew i am not equipped to deal w/this level of Fucked Up Mental Trauma. u good m8?

ratchet is already writing up a referral to rung for fort max as this is happening

drift is just laying on the ground dying like, oh hey yeahh I'm still here too

i fucking love when punctuation is drawn in story - like here where first aid has a little ? over his head....fav

ratchet holding drifts hand ;_;

ok tbh ambulon having switched sides 10 yrs ago is wild bc like, 10 years is barely any time for these guys, especially in a war that lasted 4 million years. that would be like a human switching sides in a war like, 3 months before it ends. probably. i sense some math bs, I'm just extrapolating here

all that mexican standoff shit is going down and first aid is just like But That's None Of My Business

ah so ambulon is an asymptomatic carrier

and there's first aid with the save! iconic

pharma calling ratchet ‘buddy’ hbvakjdsbfhkasdf

ooooh i love that they figured it out - and i love that twist, that transforming is what triggers the start of symptoms. remember when drift turned into a cool car? yep

s/o to Ambulon Transformers for helping me in my medical terminology courses, bc now ill always remember: Leg(tm)

also this explanation makes a ton more sense (in universe, at least) than the whole ‘i guess we as medical staff have been exposed to enough Germz that we’re more immune to this or something’ theory

ah, i love the meaningless (to me) alien robot medical jargon

drift and ratchet hhhhhhhhh

‘I'm too wide’ fort max L O R G E

also once again drift is forgotten in favor of a bunch of other dramatic stuff happening vbhjksdfbjhskdf

godddd i love tailgates little flashbacks where we see how Important and Special he is, complete with his ‘bomb disposal’ arm label...augh its so good!

and tailgate’s autopedia page even reflects his lies! like, did tailgate go edit that first thing upon waking up??? seriously, I'm fascinated by tailgate’s meticulous dedication to his fake life

also the fact that ultra magnus believes everything he read on autopedia is amazing lmao

ultra magnus: you think somebody would just go on the internet and tell lies?

fuckgin love magnus’s long ass name/title placard

tailgate hvbahjkdfbjhaskf i mean, he’s gotten the abridged version of everything else, of course he would assume that’d be the case here too...but not on magnus’s watch

magnus cant even say ‘fun’ hvukdasdbjfkjsadf i love my uptight law dad

love rung implying that upon questioning, he would easily divulge a patient’s name and maybe even information about said patient’s treatment while under him....love the disregard for patient confidentiality and hipaa in general

not that hipaa seems to exist here, at least not in a fully realized form

also i mean the above genuinely, i think rung’s tendency towards at least slight malpractice is very interesting

poor red alert....super bad luck that HE was the guy to get roped up in that overlord business

I'm glad that, at the very least, red alert was able to prove that he was Actually hearing something to rung, rather than get brushed off completely

god magnus and tailgate’s interactions are golden

also tg is much more sarcastic/quippy than anyone gives him credit for tbh

‘thought warfare,’ ultra magnus says with complete seriousness. god i fucking love this comic

now i can tell pharma apart from ratchet bc pharma has let his true Petty Bitch nature emerge and you can see it in his expressions

the whole ‘tarn is addicted to transforming’ thing didn't really go anywhere, right? i feel like i noticed that on my second readthru as well

also pharma is such an interesting character given the context of him like, trying to strike a bargain w/the djd to keep them from destroying delphi, but that arrangement inevitably kinda making him lose it as the situation escalates. he’s also just really entertaining bc i feel like he kins the joker or st and probably gets into really heated arguments w/people on twitter about just abt anything

‘sound bomb’ i love this comic

another important facet of pharma’s character becomes clear around this time as well - how he’s really into ratchet. i also choose to read them as awful exes tbh, it makes their dynamic even more entertaining

‘killmaster, with the wand’ is one of my favorite running remarks lmao

also, was killmaster even a character before mtmte? or, if he was, was he an important one? it would crack me up the most if he literally didn't exist at all, but any way you spin it is still funny

ratchet’s tiny humansona facing off against pharma is wild

‘I'm miles from anyone i truly care about’ brutal, ratchet, drift is dying like 2 floors away (im p sure)

SUDDENLY DRIFT IS HERE, ACTUALLY

oh don't worry first aid, that sure isn't the last we’ll be seeing of pharma

so like, did first aid save everyone by posting that data log to his wreckers fan blog or something? lmao love it

i love the pretty fucked up reveal of ratchet having stolen pharma’s hands. like, damn dude.

and that wraps up the delphi arc! our first true ‘arc’ of mtmte, and a fantastic one at that. short and snappy and fresh, with some very clever writing and cool new characters, and a lot of great plot threads to be picked up later. plus, we got to see the beginnings of drift and ratchet’s whole thing (and ratchet and pharmas whole thing). and the lost light gets some much needed extra medical staff, so everyone wins!

well, we’ll see how fort max feels about this all pretty soon.....

#lj rereads mtmte #love me some delphi

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mrsstampede · 4 years ago

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So I have thoughts on tlou2 I need to get out.

I haven’t finished watching the game but i've seen enough to feel a certain way Spoiler warning for those who haven't finished the game.

I genuinely cannot understand the logic behind the sequence of the game. Joel is murdered by Abby about an hour into the game. We get to play Abby for a short amount of time before it happens but at no point during that time are we made to feel anything for her. It's far too short of a time for us to care about her. Yet ND expects us to later feel conflicted about her actions.

We’re not stupid. We understand why Abby wanted Joel dead. The thing is we as players/viewers have years of attachment to Joel. We have bonded with him and care for him. So them expecting us to care about his killer just because they show us her life before she killed Joel and force the player to play as her is ridiculous.

The players view and feelings for Abby are tainted an hour into the game.Then you play as Ellie getting revenge, which imo is fine, I personally have no problems with a revenge story. Anyway you go through all this shit with Ellie, you take out these people who want Ellie dead, even before she kills anyone btw. We see the people who helped kill Joel and they’re assholes. So once again we see them as villains. Why shouldn't I cheer Ellie on?(besides the obvious of the effects it take on Ellie and her life)

Again I get there motivations but like Ellie says at one point, they're out to kill anyone who shows up in there area, not even making sure people aren’t in need of help. They are not exactly coming off as the nicest. They come off as bad guys yet were later asked to see them as people who are just like Ellie. They were wronged by Joel and so they seek out revenge. Its simple but it really isnt that easy. Even if them being standoffish is logical in this world people will still always associate the bad guys as the ones who kill anyone without giving them a chance.

How many villains become villains because of revenge and are simply bad guys. Giving them a motivation isnt enough to make them interesting and much less make them sympathetic. Of course it's needed and helps but it's not all you need to make a interesting grey character.

Joel himself is a good example of a character that is not strictly a good person. He kills a bunch of doctors to selfishly keep a girl he’s grown to love and see as a daughter alive. He makes choices that you can argue are wrong yet we sympathise with him. Through the progression of the game we learn to care for him so when we get to the ending we now understand Joel. We fully understand how fucked up it is but we also get where Joel is coming from. We know the fire he’s playing with. The choice he makes and the lie he now carries. The first game does a wonderful job of giving us a flawed morally grew character.

Tlou2 does not. It fails miserably. It tries to force and manipulate the player by making them play Abby. It tries to manipulate you with pregnant Mel parallelling Ellie’s pregnant girlfriend, Dina. Using lazy tactics like flashbacks showing Abby’s loving dad being a cool dad who rescues animals and is playful with his daughter. Yet Abby is such an uninspiring character. She just isnt likeable. You have to be able to like a character to be able to sympathize with them, Just showing me that her dad was great and loving, isnt enough. Showing me Mel was pregnant, Owen was struggling, Manny was caring about his friends isnt enough. Yes it's good that they are being humanized but it all feels far to late and fleeting (even though her playable time is so long and god damn boring ass hell).

ND tells us these people are humans just like Ellie. They are flawed just like Ellie. Don't you feel conflicted? Don't you feel for Abby, who lost her father?

but frankly I dont feel anything for any of them. I feel for Ellie who lost her father figure. I feel for Ellie who slowly loses herself. I feel for Jesse who loved his ex and his best friend and didn't care they got together. I feel for Jesse who died before getting to see his child. I feel for Dina who never got to directly tell Jesse of her pregnancy. I feel for Dina’s unborn child.

Its laugable that ND gave us Dina and Jesse yet thought we’d be feeling things for Owen and Abby who have sex when Mel is carrying Owens child. Am I supposed to feel bad for them because they didn't get together when they were younger? Am I supposed to feel bad for Abby when Ellie killed Mel, when Abby betrayed her herself?

Abby and friends where always going to have a uphill battle to be seen as more than villains yet it feels like ND did the bare minimum to them likable.

I will never understand why they didn’t introduce us to these character first so we could get to know them before our view of them was stained by Joel’s death. The game can only be so long so I get not having a lot of time to make us care which is why im kinda baffled they even went this route. Not that its impossible to do.

Then there's Joel’s death. Boy oh boy was it so underwhelming. I felt sad but honestly it was fairly fast and I felt like I had no time to really feel much. One moment he’s being beaten the next we’re with Ellie then we find him and bam he's dead in a few more minutes. I'm not saying it should have been some long drawn out sequence but it all happens to fast. I would have liked to get reacquainted to him before he died. See him and Ellie together more again. It would have hit so much harder then. Instead we see him a two(?) times then he’s dead. That's it. The main character of the first game is done.

I know how it ends and what happens but im waiting to see it to. I want to see it and see what my feelings are but i'm not excited. What i've read sounds dumb frankly but we'll see i guess.

I dont even hate the game or the plot. Fuck im not even mad about Joel dying. Hell I dont think id even be mad about him dying so soon if he’d have died in a better written scene. I just genuinely think the way it happened was so poorly written. It all feels lazy and badly put together. It feels like they think we’re stupid and would just like dark zombie movie like game with morally grey villain. That just because Its part 2 of a beloved game we’d just eat it up. It feels like ND got cocky and thought they were master storytellers because TLOU was so beloved and raved about.

Idk man I just want Abby dead and we dont even get that :/

TLDR; Bad bland unlikable villains that are supposed to be morally grey and sympathetic, bad story sequence, poorly written death scene. Oh and god awful cringy sex scene. Don't hate it, dont like either.

#i dont hate it but i dont like either #i dont really know what to feel #disappointed i guess #idk man #spoilers

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cryptidofthekeys · 6 years ago

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Jameson Jackson x Tiny!Reader

Tag List: @tiny-yan-anon | @dapper-boi-protection-squad | @clanwarrior-tumbly

@imagine-ego-trash Some of you have been waiting for such a long time and for that I apologize!

Jameson was wandering around the house like usual, trying to ignore all the chaos going on... This household could be so noisy sometimes, usually he didn't mind that much but for once it was getting on his nerves. He wasn't alone however... Well he probably didn't know that much but you were in fact sick of all this noise yourself, way to pick a household full of a bunch of rowdy noisy people. You sighed, now this would be a risky move since the people who owned this house didn't...exactly know you were there nor did they know you were...tiny, but anything to get away from the loud noises would work for you, you decided to follow the one who was always silent. He had never spoken a word but he did use his hands a lot, most likely sign language, he must not be able to speak, part of you wondered why but the other part didn't think asking would be a good idea not to mention it could be a touchy subject. You had followed him all the way into his room, gasping slightly at what you saw... His room was black and white, it looked like a really old... well silent-film sorta style, it was oddly calming and pleasing to look at. You decided to explore around since it seemed the other was preoccupied with something, you noticed a pumpkin with a cute drawn on mustache, it looked rather adorable actually! You then saw a whiteboard which of course he must've used just in case someone didn't understand his sign language. There was a tea set, a few films that must've dated way back before well... most everyone's time, at least it was before everyone in this household's time, he even had one of those old Phonographs! Surprisingly it was quiet and relaxing in here, more so than anywhere else in this house, you were about to find a hiding spot before you heard someone snap their fingers, which instantly made you freeze in fear... Oh god... Did... You slowly but surely turned around and sure enough there he was, looking down at you rather curiously, you were tempted to let out a scream right then and there honestly. Why? Why did you have to follow him? Getting away from the noise sure but, now he found you and there's no telling what he'd do with you! He'd probably treat you like some kind of vermin! You regretted your decision entirely in that one moment... 'Nerts! What are you? I've never seen somethin' like this before!' He signed, he was about to extend his hand for a simple handshake and that's when you sprinted, you had to get out of here and fast. (I swear-- I'm using a bit of 20s slang I saw online but I wouldnt take it as accurate cause honestly I dont know myself tbh-- I just looked up 'slang for the 20s' or somethin like that) His eyes widened as you sprinted, he... honestly didn't expect that but then again, he could understand why considering he was a giant compared to you, he had to do something quickly but he didn't just want to snatch you up without permission that would be rude! You kept running until you found a safe spot to hide in so he couldn't grab you, you watched as he stood up and imitated a sigh, he walked over and grabbed a whiteboard and wrote something down on it and then brought it over to you. You immediately backed up when he came closer but noticed the words on it, it took you a moment but you finally managed to read the whiteboard 'Can you understand sign language?' And to that you looked up at him and nodded. (ahem, sorry if you can't actually understand sign language, I just wanna make this easier than the whole whiteboard thing) He pushed the whiteboard to the side and then began to sign 'Ah forgive me for giving you a fright earlier! I was merely wanting to shake your hand, I guess I should have been a bit more... careful! Oh I should introduce myself! Jameson Jackson at your service!' He gave a tip of the hat. You blinked and tilted your head, why was he being so...friendly towards something like you? Was this a trap to lure you out so he could grab and dispose of you? ...You wouldn't trust him just yet "...M...My name's (Y/N)..." Was all you mumbled, still not moving out of your spot. There was a pause before he smiled calmly 'Do you mind coming out of there? I mean, its completely fine if ya want to stay in there of course, I know this must be awfully frightening for you and I would never want to make you uncomfortable' He was definitely treating you like a normal person instead of just... well... a thing. You stared at him for a few moments, you were just... shocked, he was talking to you as if you were just a normal person "...I...I'd rather stay in here... for... for a bit..." You admitted to which he simply nodded at. 'Alright, and just so you know, you can come and go as you please I won't try and stop you and I certainly won't just snatch you up without permission! I can only imagine that would cause you more stress, speakin' of which... Would you like some tea? I was about to prepare some!' He signed, he was actually... quite the gentleman it seemed. You hesitantly nodded, maybe this guy wasn't... all THAT bad, you still wouldn't trust him just yet "S-Sure if you got anything I can actually drink out of..." JJ's smile grew at your words 'Ah but of course! If you don't mind wait right here please!' He then moved away and began preparing the tea, you of course couldn't help but watch as he did so. After awhile the tea was done, he brought a bottle cap over and placed it down in your reach, he then carefully poured some tea into it 'There you go! Hope you enjoy!' He signed and then walked back over and poured himself some tea, he then came back over but kept his distance as he sat. 'Ah, I won't sit too close, I don't want to make you uncomfortable, you'll have to forgive me as well if I get too... rambly so to speak, I never really have anyone to 'converse' with during tea-time' He signed and then took a sip of tea, even though he couldn't speak aloud that...seemed a bit sad actually. You took a sip of your own tea before looking up to him "I don't mind... Er... If you don't mind me asking, you live in a house with a ton of others, so how come you don't have anyone to converse with during tea-time?" JJ mimicked a sigh and took another sip of his tea before signing 'Well, most of the others are rather... noisy or some of them don't even have the time, Henrik is usually always working and he does prefer coffee over tea, Chase is... too loud and tries to trick-shot things into the mug, Anti is... not the best company... Marvin is usually busy with his magic, and Jackie is a superhero so he is normally always on duty, there is Robbie of course but he doesn't really talk THAT much he usually wants to cuddle' he finally finished. You... didn't really know how to respond to all that, that seemed really sad, he had no one to just sit down and talk too, you contemplated for a few moments before stepping out from your hiding spot "Well... I'm here now, I'll be your conversation buddy how about it" JJ seemed...surprised at that, he rose a brow and signed 'Really? I thought you didn't trust me, or something of the sort! And you seemed awfully frightened of me as well' He then took a sip of his tea. There was a long pause ...well... he hadn't tried to just scoop you up, or do anything bad to you yet... ...And he honestly seemed very nice "Well, at first yeah I guess I was a little scared and I didn't exactly trust you but... You haven't really done anything bad yet, and if you were going too, you would've already done something" JJ gave a nod and smiled 'Ah heavens no! I would never do anything bad to... Well ANYONE really, call me a pacifist if ya wish but, I would especially never harm someone smaller than me! That just seems completely uncalled for if you ask me, even if you are smaller than well any human out there you A R E still a sentient being who feels things such as pain, sadness, anger, all of that!' You blinked and stared at him "So... You don't think of me as just a thing? You... actually see me as someone sentient, not just a thing you can play with, mess with, or anything for your amusement?" JJ then wrinkled his nose in disgust and set his now empty cup down 'Gadzooks! Who on earth would EVER think you are ''something'' to play or mess with, whoever thinks that would be amusing must be very sick in the head! ...Well I suppose Anti would have some sort of... demented fun HOWEVER! Not to worry, I swear to you I will not let him get his hands on you!' He thought for a moment and without advancing his hand towards you, he laid it on the ground and used his other hand to sign 'I won't force you to climb onto my hand! That would be quite rude, so I will leave this decision to you!' You backed up a little bit before listening to his words, ...he surely didn't have anything planned by now, he seems far too... nice to do anything bad, you sighed and reluctantly stepped onto his hand, flinching once he raised it up, he seemed... really surprised you did that but nonetheless a happy smile was now plastered onto his face. 'Ah! I see you trust me a little bit more now! That's good, I don't want you being afraid of me or anything of the sort! I just want to be your friend! Now, hmm... What would ya like to do?' JJ signed, waiting for your response, he moved his hand closer to his chest so there would be a less likely chance to drop you. You thought for a moment, what was there to do around here honestly? You then shrugged "I... don't really know?" Well you were being honest, you did hope he actually had an idea... JJ's mustache began to twitch from side to side, as if he were... pondering something, he then seemed to get an idea 'I could introduce you to the others if you'd like! Don't worry I can assure you they won't grab you nor hurt you in any way! Most of the others are actually very nice except for Anti... He is... not so nice...' You didn't like the sound of this... 'Anti' character you've heard him speak about, there was a moment of silence before you nodded "Just, don't let anyone grab me up without warning, that's all I ask..." JJ nodded and smiled brightly, he then began to head off into the living room, eyes widening at the chaos unfolding before him... Almost all the egos were arguing and of course it seemed Anti was only adding fuel to the fire, he was most likely the cause of the argument to begin with... JJ then looked down at you 'Erm... Perhaps we should... Wait until later on to introduce you to the others...' He mimicked a sigh and simply held you close to him, only jumping when he heard a groan beside him. Jameson immediately turned and looked relieved at who he saw 'Ah, its just you Robbie!' He... had forgotten however the zombie didn't understand sign language... The zombie blinked and tilted his head "...Jaaamieee... Egooss yellinggg... makee Robbieee saaad..." He whimpered, holding his ears as he looked at the others, yelling and or loud noises always made the poor zombie dreadfully uncomfortable... JJ thought for a moment ...oh wait... He didn't have his whiteboard with him, and Robbie couldn't understand his sign language just yet... Man, they really needed to teach him this... Robbie looked back at Jameson and then down at his hand, gasping when he noticed a tiny being... Oh- Oh no... "Smmm....ollll!... Caann Rrrobbieee holldddd?" He made grabby hands which of course frightened you. You backed as far as you could away from Robbie, you didn't trust him just yet, you especially didn't trust him because he looked like a zombie, who knows what he'd do with you! Jameson seemed to notice this and raised you up before signing 'Ah, I need to go get my whiteboard, Robbie can't understand sign language just yet, but I can assure you even though he's a zombie, he means absolutely no harm, he simply just wants to cuddle you!' You then thought about what JJ had said about this 'Robbie' character earlier on, well if JJ trusted him then maybe it wouldn't be so bad... So far it seems the only person he doesn't like nor trust is this 'Anti' person... You sighed and gave a nod "Just... hurry back" And with that the dapper man smiled and nodded, handing you to Robbie who immediately cuddled you, JJ then turned and went back to his room... ...Well now you were basically alone with a zombie of all things. You looked up at the zombie, well as best you could considering he was practically cuddling you into his chest, he...actually seemed kind of adorable as he nuzzled and cuddled you, he was almost like a puppy in a way! "Smoollll... Cuutee...! Naamee Robbieee... Whattt yourrrs?" He gurgled out, he was... definitely a slow speaker, but it was understandable since he was undead, there was a bit of a pause... "Er... My name's (Y/N)... Nice to meet you... Robbie" You mumbled out rather awkwardly, you couldn't help but smile however as he merely nuzzled you some more. "(Y/NNN)... Niicee naamee...!" Robbie paused, seeming to try and think of what to say next "Haavee youuu Meettt theee ottherrrs...?" You shook your head "No... Jameson was going to introduce me to them but it seems they are... rather busy" You glanced at the others who seemed to still be arguing. Robbie looked over and whimpered slightly before looking back down to you "Yeaahh.. Otherrss arrguee a lottt... Antiii causesss a lottt of theee arrgumentsss... But, theyyy arree niice!" He smiled, even though the others did argue and yell a lot more than they should he still cared for them of course. You couldn't help but smile at that but before you could speak JJ came back, whiteboard in hand of course, he then wrote something down and showed it to Robbie who immediately squinted and began to read... Robbie pouted but gave the silent man a nod and immediately handed you back to him, he then winced at the others yelling "Jaamiee... Stopp otherrrss frromm yellinggg? Pleeease?" The zombie begged, you... couldn't help but feel sorry for the poor guy. You looked up at JJ and immediately got his attention "Can we help the poor guy out? He seems so upset and honestly..." You then whispered this next part "They are being very annoying..." JJ of course nodded and turned towards the other egos, he immediately walked towards them and snapped his fingers which seemed to grab everyone, including Anti's attention. Luckily the other egos had learned sign language over the course of time, some of them just learned to understand it, while others learnt to sign back even, it was really just to make JJ as comfortable as possible, which was honestly a really nice thought. 'Can you all please stop that bickerin'? Just take a look at what you are all doing to Robbie! The poor fellow is scared!' He then pointed towards the zombie who looked like he was about to cry. The others immediately went silent except for Anti who scoffed and crossed his arms, he then rose a brow and... Oh no... He was staring straight at you, that... must've been the Anti dude JJ was telling you about, considering he was the only one giving you a malicious grin. JJ mimicked a sigh 'Thank you so much, now there's someone you all should meet! But please, try not to overwhelm them!' He held you up so the others could see, and of course that immediately made you nervous. The first to... Well actually before the one that looked like a doctor could step closer the one you had assumed was Anti... glitched right in front of you...? Just what was he? He had black eyes, a very grotesque looking slit throat, and a grin that could send even the toughest people running scared. "͏̀Ẁè͜l̀͞l͞ ̶a͡re͘ǹ̨͢'̢̀t͝c̸͠ha̡ j̶͟ư̧͞s͝t̷ ̀t͞h̛͠e̡͟͝ ̸͡c̶ ù̧̨ ̀͜͞t̷͡ ̸̢́e̶ ҉͏s̴͝ ͠t͠͡ ́̀l͞͏͘i̛tt̀l͘e̡ ̡҉t̶̨̧o͜͠҉y̨?͡~̴̨" He spoke with a rather distorted sounding tone, it made you shiver but before the other could do anything JJ immediately pulled you back and began signing 'Anti... Leave (Y/N) alone... Please...' He paused 'If you get near them I will... I... will' Anti got right up in JJ's face and pulled out a knife, he immediately held it to the other's throat "̢͡O͝h̷?̵̀ ̢Y̶̷ȩr̷ ͡g̕͢o̕nǹ̨͞a͜͝ ͏̸w̨͟ ̕h̷ ̷a͡͏͡ ̕t ͢p͞͏͘u̴p̷̛͠p̶͜e̵t͏̧?̵̡ ̸͠͞Hm҉̀?͏ ̷̴̕Y͠e͢ ̵s̛ee̛m '̨̀t̴ ̢̀h̸͏a̶̸͞v̨e̡ ̸̛f͘͟͡or̶̀͠g̛̀͡ot̸̕te̸n͏͠ ̛y̕e͟r̨̧ ͜p̛҉l͠a̧̛̛c̸͝e̛͞,̸ ̶d͟o y͏e͏ ̀͝͝ņ̷̛e̴̸e̕d͡͞ a͡ ŕ̶ ̶e͟͏ ͟͏̶ḿ ͠ì͡ n̢̕͜ ̵͢͟d̀͞ e͞ r̷ ḿa̴̴͡y̷̶b҉e?̧͘͜" He spat, his words held pure venom, it was surprising you didn't actually see venom drip from his mouth at this point. JJ's eyes widened and he began to... shake, shake with pure fear, you immediately glared at the supposed demon in front of you, there... wasn't much you could do however at your size but it seemed before the situation could escalate anymore everyone surrounded Anti, holding up weapons of their own, except for one with yellow hair who was merely standing there as if waiting for something, and another man with ink all over him who was cursing at the glitch demon. The doctor held a needle, the one in the cap held a... nerf gun, the one dressed in red held up his fists, and the one who appeared to be a magician held up his wand... They were all glaring at Anti but the doctor was the first one to speak up "Anti, zat is quite enough... You have caused enough trouble, zhere is no reason fo' threatening Jameson nor ze ozher... I sink it vwould be best if you l e a v e..." The doctor definitely had a German accent, you could tell that much but he seemed to have... pure hatred towards Anti, it made you wonder why but its probably best not to question it... Anti growled and glared daggers at everyone surrounding him, he then turned back to JJ and his stare was completely cold before a large grin spread across his face "͝T̷̛h̛͘͠is̛͘͏. I͘͘͢ ̷̨s͠ ̵n҉̶ ̵̨' ͏t́.̢̨ ͡O̢͝v̢̕͞e͝͡r.̡̢.́.̴͘ ̴̴͞S͘é̢e ͡y̵͞͏a ̀s̶o͜͜o͏n̨̨~̵"̀ And with that he was just... Gone. He didn't walk away but merely just... vanished it would seem. This made you feel... uneasy, you immediately looked up to JJ who still seemed shaken and...worried even, you began patting his hand since that was... really all you could do "Hey... Are you alright JJ?" The silent man looked down at you and smiled a little even though it looked like a weak one 'I am fine... Don't worry about me! That was just... Anti being well... Anti... He's... usually like that, just, don't worry I promise I won't let him near you' You nodded at his words, you then watched as the doctor approached an apologetic look all over his face "I am very sorry fo' Anti's behavior, I know zat... Probably scared you but I can assure you zat vwe are nozhing like him... Und... Jameson, are you alright?" JJ nodded at the doctor's words 'Yeah, I'm... I'm alright... He didn't hurt me or them thankfully, anyways... Since he is gone, perhaps its time to get acquainted with them?' He then pointed towards you. The doctor nodded "Ah, vwhy of course, I vwill gazher ze ozhers und bring zhem over" He then walked over and began conversing with the others. After a bit of conversing, the others had turned their attention towards JJ and you as well, and then JJ held you up in plain sight, using his other hand to sign to you 'Go ahead and introduce yourself! The others won't bite or do you any harm, I promise!' You nodded and looked to the others, feeling a bit... uncomfortable considering they were all fixated on you "Er... Uh... H-Hello! M...My name is (Y/N)" ...That was a bit awkward but they didn't seem to mind. JJ then lowered you down a bit so you weren't as high up, and luckily for you... The others didn't crowd around and overwhelm you, they had lined up and the first one was of course, that guy who looks like a doctor. "Hallo, my name is Henrik, it is very nice to meet you (Y/N)" He then reached out a pinky finger, it took you a moment before realizing, he must've wanted a handshake... You held out a hand and grabbed at his pinky as best you could before slowly shaking it up and down "Nice... to meet you as well..." After a few seconds, Henrik withdrew his hand and stepped away, letting the next one step up and it was the one in the cap "Sah dude, my name's Chase! Wow... I've never seen a human your size..." He seemed amazed before he realized "Oh wait, er, no offense by the way... It's just kinda awesome to me" You smiled a bit and shook your head "None taken, I can... understand I guess why it'd be so fascinating to see another being that's just... tinier than yourself" Chase gave you a smile and then stepped aside, seeing as he was keeping the others waiting, and one by one you got to know each one of their names, the one in the cat mask was named Marvin, the one in the red jumpsuit was named Jackie, the one who seemed and spoke like a robot of some kind was named Bing, and finally the one covered in ink was named Shawn. You already knew Robbie and JJ, so they didn't really have to introduce themselves, and you had the misfortune of meeting... Anti, you were definitely going to try avoiding him at all costs, as for the others, they... actually weren't bad at all, at least, not as bad as you had previously though, they were... Really nice and caring of each other it seemed. They weren't treating you as if you were vermin either or anything of the sort, they actually seemed to think of you as a normal person, despite your size, of course they had to approach some things differently but nonetheless they didn't seem to mind you. JJ snapped his fingers which quickly caught your attention and you watched as he signed 'Well, would you like to go back to my room? It's been quite an exhausting day hasn't it?' You nodded "Y...Yeah... I am pretty tired" You admitted, it was a bit of an exhausting day so far, so maybe it would be best to go back to a nice, quiet, and calm place to rest... As JJ turned and began walking to his room, you noticed Robbie waving at you, you waved back and smiled, he was so nice to be a zombie... After a bit of walking, JJ had made it back to his room, he sat you down on the nightstand near his bed and then mimicked what appeared to be a sigh, he looked... worried? He was probably worried about the situation with Anti if the truth was told, you decided to ask anyways instead of just assuming "Jameson...? Are you alright?" JJ looked at you and began to sign 'Yeah... I'm fine... It's just... I am very worried Anti will get a hold of you...' He finished, of course, that is what he is afraid of... Deep down, you were also a little afraid Anti would get his hands on you, but you decided to push that fear back, for JJ's sake. "Hey... It's gonna be alright, he won't get me, you and the others won't let him... I know you can protect me, and so can they, he's not going to hurt either of us! I promise!" You tried to be reassuring, and to that JJ smiled a little bit. JJ still seemed a tad bit worried, he looked over towards his tea set 'Perhaps another spot of tea is in order? It does help calm the nerves a bit, wouldn't you say?' He looked back towards you, and you nodded at him "Yeah... Some tea could help calm our nerves I think..." Jameson walked over towards his tea-set and began preparing everything, however after a few moments, he seemed to notice... 'Oh dear...' He turned towards you and signed 'It appears we are out of tea, I'm sure Chase has some however! He usually does, I'll go ask him, would you like to come with?' You shook your head "Nah, I want to just relax here for a bit..." You spoke, but you noticed JJ's worry again "Don't worry Jameson, I'll be fine, just go on and get some more tea!" JJ looked reluctant but nodded 'I'll be back as soon as I can' and with that being signed, he walked out of the room, leaving you alone with your thoughts, you could honestly get used to being here... The giants of this household weren't as bad as you had previously thought, the only bad one was Anti... That giant was dangerous and very deadly... Speak of the devil... You suppressed the urge to scream upon seeing him just glitch into the room, you scrambled behind some rather old looking books before he could spot you, luckily enough you managed to get behind them in time it seemed, you shuddered upon hearing that awful, awful cackle of his. "̛͝C͜omé͘ ̶̧͘o̵ù̀ţ̷,̴͟ ͜C̸͏̧o͞m̵̷e͜͜ ͏͜o͝ù̡t̵ ̛́͢w̴h͢͏er̵̡͞e̸͘͢v̢͏e͝͏r̴ ̢̀͠ye̕͟ ̴̢͠a̷̕r͘e̛ ̴̴li̵ţ҉t͏l̸͜e͏̵ m o͠͏̢ ̴ų̀ ̨s̕͞ e̴~̸͝ I̧ ͠k̵n̶o͏w̡͏ ̸̨y̢̢͢e̡͢͠r̶ ͠҉̵i̴n̵͘̕ ̡ḩ̵e̴r̴͏̨e̷̵͢.̵.̨.́ I̧̢t́'l͡l̶̀͏ b̴e͏̵ e̕a̸s̀ier͘͢ ̧̡ó̵͜n͟ ỳe̵̛͢ŕ̡҉ş͜el̢̛f̸̨ ̷̢í͠f͟ y̨͏ę ̕j̸ų̵͘s͏ţ̧̧ ͠c̷͘ò̡͝m̛e̵ ̶o͡͡n̸̡҉ ̸́́ó̢͡u̶t̴̛͟" He spoke, beginning to practically ransack JJ's room, this might be a good time to make a break for it while he's distracted... After all, it doesn't look like he's gonna stop anytime soon, he won't stop until he gets what he wants... You decided to take a chance, it'd be better than staying hidden, you sprinted as fast as you could, finding the fastest way to climb down off the nightstand, once down on the ground, you made a break for the door which wasn't too far away... You might actually make it before he spots you! You were so close, right there at the exit, before a foot slammed down in your path, the vibration from that slam was enough to make you fall back, and of course you screamed out of pure terror, you were actually hoping, praying, that somebody, anybody could hear you. Anti merely cackled and picked you up, keeping a rather tight hold on your small body, "͡Y̷' ̛k̷͞n̢o̴͠͝w҉...͘͟ J̸̢a҉m̶e̢s͝o͏n͘͘'ş ̵n̵̡͡e̶͟v̕͢er͜͠ ̛s̛̕p̕͘ǫke̢ ̡t͡'̧̨͟ ͞m͡e̶ ̢l̷͘͠ì̷ke̸ t͡ha̡͏́t͢͝ ̴b͝ęf̵̀o̢re͜,̡҉ ̵h͝e ́ù͝su̷a͢ll̀y ͢ķ͜now̸͏s ̷̨͡h̵i̶̛s̴̨ ̛p̴͢͝la͞c̢͢͞e̢.̸.͘.̷͢͝ ͠H̕͡ȩ̢́ m̡u̕͢st ̧c̸͜a̵͡r͏e̸̶ ̸͟ą͜ ̸̡͢g̡͟r̴̶͟e̡̧̛a͏͜t͏̸ ͟͡de̕͏ą̷ĺ̡ f̕҉͝e̕͝r̵͠ ̸͝y̛͏̨a.̡̀.̴̵.͠ ͢͠S͘̕͠uc͘h̛͝ ̕͝a ̀͢͞śh͠͞a͏̨m͠҉͝e͡ ͝m'͡ ͏g͝҉o̶͢n̢͜n̶͞á̛͡ ̛h̕͘͢á̷v̵̛e̶̕ ͝ta̛͞ ͞҉҉b̴̧͠r̡ę͟a̢͘͢k̴̵ ̶̷hí͢s̛͘̕ ̸l̨í̡t̡t͏͡l͘͏e͏̛ ţ̨o̸͟y̷͞...͠͏ M̛̀́ày͏͘b҉e͏ t̸̕h̨҉is̶̢'̢̧l̴̷̢l̨̕ t̡҉é̸a͞c̨h̀ ̴h̨͘i̷͞m̵̴͟ ͝͞nǫ̵́t͟ ͟t̵́͠'̡́͘ ̸͠s͞h̴̡̕ǫ͏w҉̸̵ ̧͞h҉i̛͢ş̨͠ ̡m҉̢a̶̶ś͏t̡͡e͠͏̶r͝ ̸s̶̨͘u̧c̴̶͞h̢ ҉́in̴s̶̶͢ờ͡l̸͞enç͜ę̛̛" He tightened his grip to the point where it was getting painful. You were beginning to cry, out of both pain and fear, you began trying to struggle and squirm, you were even punching at his hand, clawing at it, doing anything you possibly could in hopes to escape his grasp, of course your feeble attempts only made him chuckle and grin. Anti seemed to get an idea, which meant bad news for you... His grip surprisingly loosened, not enough for you to squirm free of course, he looked towards the doorway "̢Ye̢͞ ̸̧̨k̷̡n҉́҉ow,҉ ̧͏ I̧̧̕ ̸sh̡ơúl̡͜d̡͘ ̀̕͡l̸e҉͠͞t̢͝ ̧͜h͡͏͟i̧͘m̷͟ ẁ͘a̢̨t̷͜͞ć̡h͢ ͏́a҉ş͘ ̶̷I̧ ͏b͟r̨e̷̛a̡̕k͞͞ ͘y͘͝҉a̡..̵.̨ ͏͠T̕h͘͞a͢͜͡t̵̡'̴͠l̨͟l̸ ţ̴e̕͞a̶̶c̡̨h̢͝ ̶͢hį͝m̛͢͡ ̨̛à ̛l̸̨es̡̕ş̴ơn~ H͝e҉ ̧͞͠s̕͢h̛ǫ̵ul͜d͘͏ ̶b͜e̡͢͟ ̀cǫ͘m͘͢͝i̡͜ǹ͜g̀ ̧b͢a̕ć͟͠k͜ ҉͏r͜i̴g̕h͠t͏ ̷a͏b̢o͡͏u̧̡͝t͘.̶̸̛..͜͞"́͘ He trailed off, his grin widening as JJ stepped in the doorway, the silent man's eyes widening. Jameson's eyes were wide as could be, he and Anti locked eyes and then he noticed that he had you in hand... No... This was what he was afraid of, this was why he didn't want to leave you alone, and now the others weren't here to help out, there was no way Jameson could take Anti on alone. "N̨͠ ̴o̴ ̷͜w̕.́́.̷̛.̡͘ ̨W̨͏͝el͝͞c̶͘͡o̕͠͡m̴e ̵b͞ąç̧k̛,́ ̨͠p͝ ̢́u͏ p̢ ͜p̶ ̧͝e̸̴ ́t̕.̡͝.̛͢.҉́ Ye͢͡'v͢͞e͞͞ ̀́b͡͞e̸e̶̡ņ̡ ͏̧̡d̸̀į͝͠s͜͏̛o̵b̶̵͠e҉d̢̛̛i̢e̢̕n̡̛͞t,̶ ̢̕͞yer͏̨͡ ͟m̧͏á͝st̴̀̀e͏̵͜r ͝͡͏d͏̧ó͟e͟s̴͞n͝'t͏̶ li͢k͘͢͡e ͠͠͏t͘͏ ͞h̢ a ̷̀͘t̵̛.̴.̨̀́.͏҉S̸̸̕ǫ̸̶ ̸̕͞n̡͘̕ow ̧̡y̛e͟͜͠r͟ ̷͏li͠ţ̵͜t̸͘҉l҉̀è͟ t͟ ҉͝��o҉̡ ̴̨y̛ ̶̴is̢ ҉go̸̴n̕͝ņa͝ ̨̀h͡҉̸a̷҉͟v͜͡e̵̴͠ ̷͝'̧̛t ͜͠s͏̵̨ù̴f͢f̧͡e̴̢ŗ̶ f̀͞҉é͡͡r̀͘͞ i̴͟t, ͞o̢̕͜f͘͘ ҉̕ć͘ours̢e͏̢.̴́..͠͏͞ Tḩ̸at̶͠ d͡o̵e͞sn͢'̶̡͝t̛҉ m̸̕eaǹ ̨͘y͢é̕'l͘͘l ̵͝ģ̷e͜͜t̴͠ ͢͠o҉҉f̶f̨͟ ͠f̕͞r̀͞e̸̸e̡ ̵̕é́̀ì͝t́͟h̢e̷҉r͞,̨ oǹ̛c̕͜e̵҉͝ ̢͢m̵̸̵'͘͟҉ ͘d́o͘n̨̕e͝ ̶w͢͠͝i̵͞t̵͘h̶͘ t̢͠h̢̀e̛m̕͟͠.͝.̴̨.͝͡ ҉͏Y͢ò͟͜u'̸̕͢r̨͢͠e ͜N ̷͞e̛҉͜ ̨͟x͢͝ ̀͢ţ̛.̀͜.̢.̴͟" Anti spoke, cackling at the look of terror on Jameson's face. Jameson quickly began signing 'Anti! Please! Don't hurt them, its my fault anyways! I shouldn't have talked back to you, I'm... I'm sorry... I won't do it ever again, just please... don't hurt them, hurt... hurt me instead! I am the one who deserves it!' Anti sneered "̵́I͏sn̵͢͟'̴̀t̛ ͘͡t̨͢ha̵t̛̀ ̵cu͟t͢͟͡é.̨.̧.͘ ̷Y̨͝e͠͏'l͝͞l̸ ̡͝ǵ̨͝ę͡t̵ ̧̛y̴̡er̡̛ ́t͟u̴̶r͘͝n̸͟ pu̵p͘p̴̛et̵҉̶,̸̷ ͏͞r͘igh̛t̢͟ ̵ą̛f̵͢҉t̸͡͝e͡͠ŗ̵ ̵̵t ҉̵h̡ ̶̨͞ę̵̢ ́͜m͏.͘͢.̀̕.͟" He paused, his grin was now as wide as it could be "M̸̕'̨ ̷g̀͢uń͟n͜҉͘a̴̡͟ m̶a̴͜k̶͟͝è̵ ҉͏y͞e̢͜ ̴́w̡͞a҉t͞c҉h̵͟ ͡t̶h̛e̴ ̕͟li͢fe̴҉ ̡͏d̢͢r̨̧a̷͏i̵͏n ̛f̧̕͡ŗ̀͘om͞ ̢t̷̢h̶̡͠ȩ͜ì̸r̸͡ eye҉͜s̸̴" Suddenly, there was that tightening pressure on your fragile little body again which caused you to scream. JJ immediately tried to approach upon hearing you scream, however all of a sudden he felt some form of rope or string tugging at his arms and legs, it pulled him to his knees and he was forced to look up at Anti who was practically squeezing the life out of his new friend. (bc I really like the red strings thing, the strings on a puppet thing, whatever its called Imma use it) Jameson began to cry, hearing you scream out in pain, hearing your sobs, every little noise of pain or fear you made, it just made his tears flow faster, he couldn't stop this, he was too weak to even get out of the strings! He was trying and struggling against them but that only seemed to make them tighter, almost to the point where it cut into his skin. Anti kept cackling, that damned laughter of his... It grew louder and louder it seemed, at least to Jameson it seemed that way and suddenly... Everything stopped, the screams of pain, the crying, the laughter... JJ immediately focused on Anti and his friend, oh god... Did he...? To JJ's relief, he saw that you were miraculously still alive, he was very grateful, he just hoped Anti hadn't broken any of your bones... Suddenly, Anti had approached Jameson and put a hand under the man's chin, he tried to turn away, he was disgusted by Anti's touch. "̶Ý̧͟'͠͡ ̷͘͞kn̨̛ow.͟.̶͢.́͞ ̴̀I̶ s҉͠h̀o̕͟u҉҉̴l̸d̶n̶̢͝'̀͢t ͢b͏e ͢t̴͟h̶̸' ͜͢ơ̢n̡͘e̷̶̛ ͘t͏̨͞'̀͘ b̧̢̛r͘͏e͜a̶k̨ ̶ém̵͠҉.͢..́̕͠ ̴̀͠I ̸h͘ave̸ ͝a͘̕̕ ̴̸̢m҉ ̷̵u̧ ̵̨͜c ̵̀͟h̸ ̨b͝e҉̛t̶͟t̢e̕r͞ ̨̛͠i̡d̕ea̢̢͝ i͏n̶͘ ́̀͡m̵̨̨i͝҉n̨͜d́,̨͢ ̴̛i̛͘t̸̕'͞҉d̸͢͝ ͞b̛e̢ ̕͡͡nơ̛̕ ̢͜fun̵ ̵̡i̴f͘͝҉ ̷I d̨̡id͢ a̴l̀ļ̵ t̸̕h̢͢͝'̷̢͝ ͜͝w̡͘o̶͟҉rk̀͘" It took Jameson a few seconds before ...Oh no... He understood what Anti wanted him to do, he immediately shook his head, a glare appearing on his face which was rare for a gentleman such as Jameson, of course Anti only laughed at him. "͢O̶h̡͠?҉ ̸Y҉e҉ ̶̧̕t͝h͞i͏̷͢n̶͡k͠ ̀y͠e̶͝ h͢a̸͟v͞ę̛͜ ̛͞a̧ ҉̡ćh̢o̵ice͘͟͢ ͟i͏͝n̶ ̧̀̕t́h̛͡'͏ ͘ma̵tt̛͞er̨ ̨̛nǫ̶w͞ d̢ó̶̧ ̛͝y̷̕͝a̸?̕͜" He paused for a few moments, looking back at you, smirking at your rather exhausted expression, he then looked back at Jameson "́̀W̵͟҉e̛l̡l̷,̡͘ w͘ę̛'ll͢͞ ́͝j̡͜ųs̷̡͠t̶͜ ̸͟͟s̢ee ́a̴b̶͏̛o̢u̶̡t͞ t̡̕͘ha͡t n҉̀o̡w,̨ w̵̛o̸̢n̵'͟͟t̶͡͠ w̶̧e̸?̛͘" And suddenly, the strings were tugging at JJ's arms, threatening to dig into his skin at some points. Tears were flowing from the dapper man's eyes, he didn't want this... He just wanted this to stop, the moment you were placed in Jameson's hands, his eyes widened and he looked at Anti, a pleading expression on his face, Anti only grinned at him, of course he wouldn't show mercy, why would he? You looked at Jameson, your eyes widening as you felt the grip tighten, of course your expression was one of fear and agony "Pl...Ple... Please...! Jameson! Fight him! Don't let him do this to you, to us!" Upon hearing your words, Jameson began struggling against the strings, trying desperately to loosen the grip he had on you, he didn't care anymore, he didn't care if they dug into his skin, just so long as you'd be alright in the end, surprisingly, after a few moments, he managed to snap a string off... Anti's look of amusement faltered slightly but he still cackled nonetheless "́͠͡T̀c͏͟h̴̛,̨͟͞ ́y̡e̡͏r͜ ̶̧w͏̧̕ ̢̧e̵ ͜à̸̛ k J̕a͘҉͠m̶es̶͜o̡̡n̶.҉.̵.̷͠ ̀͢Y͏̵a̕ ̵̸k̡no̵͜͝w͝,̸͠ ̕͡ye̵̢͞'̷̢͠v͜e̵ ͘̕b̢ee̢͘n͡͡ ̀́ą̡̛n͜͢ ̛͠a̶̧w̶̡f͡͝ưl͡l̴̛͟y̢̕͡ d͝i̷͠s̛҉o̕͞b͠e̷̛͜d̵͜i͏e͜͞n͘͟t̕͝ ̨҉̕p̴̢u͏p̸pe̕͘t͘, ̢̧a̧̡n'҉ y̨a͏͜ ̀͡ķ͞n͘ow̢̧ ̧Í ̴d҉ ̢́o̧͜ ̢̛͘n̨͠ ͘' ̀͢t͞҉ ̵͠t̡o̷ĺ̴erat̵͡e͘͠͠ d̕ ̸͏̴i͡ ̢̢͞s̵̨͞ ̷͢o͞͡ b̸ ̸e͏ ̷̕d̵ ̴͢i͝ ̢͟è n ̛҉c̛͠҉ ̶̢e̛͏͢.͘͡.̛.͏" Anti now had his knife in his hand, however before he could even get to use it, he was suddenly flung back against the wall... Jackie had rushed into the room and punched him, his eyes glowing a bright green, Henrik, Marvin, and Chase dashing into the room behind him, Henrik's eyes widened as did the others, they immediately began getting the strings off as best they could, Chase took you from JJ's grasp and looked over you, making sure you weren't severely injured. Jackie looked absolutely enraged, he stepped closer, and closer to Anti, picking the glitch demon up by the shirt collar "L e a v e. N o w... I will not warn you again, villainous scum... Leave this place, leave us alone, don't e v e r return..." His tone was low, warning, for once Jackie was not messing around like he usually does, he was completely serious. Anti grunted slightly, but that didn't stop him from grinning and cackling "͞͝I͏̴ ̛͠w̨͢o̕͞n̛͏'̀͜t͏̷̨ ̶év̀er̷̀͘ ͟͞͞l̵͜e̢t͢͞ ͟ye͜͜ ̶r̴̢͜e̴s͏͘t̵̡..͏͞. I ̶̧w̶͟͝ó̧͘n̴͟'t ̧e͞ ͡͏v ̴͟e̡͞ ̢r͠ ͢l̶͠ęà̴͜vę̢ ̶y͞e ͟a͞l̶̛o͡ǹ̛e̶̷, ͢ò̷̕n͘͝è҉ ҉w̛a̡y̕ ̵o̡r͟ ̶́an͟͏͏o̴t̨̀͘h͞e͏̴r͏.҉͢͞.̸ ͏̢Y̶̴̕e̕'̡͠͏ll͘҉ a ́l̴͘͠ ̸͠҉l̡͜ ͡҉f̧al҉l͜.̴..̡̛͝ ̴́Th̨í̀͘s̛ ͡i͘s̛҉n̷'ţ̵͠ ̷ơ̸̢v̵͟e͝r.͟͏.͟͜.͘͝ ͞S̸͜e͡e ͢͏̵y͢e͏ s̸̕͜ò̧͟o̷̕n" And suddenly, he glitched out of the hero's grasp, that made the hero ball his hands into fists "God..." He trailed off, slamming his fist into the wall, cracking it slightly "FUCKING DAMMIT!" Marvin placed a hand on Jackie's shoulder "Dear... Please, try to calm down... Don't destroy Jameson's room... Any room really, I don't want to fix another one for the five hundredth time this week, just... Don't let Anti get to you" He tried to be reassuring, patting Jackie's shoulder. Henrik wasted little time in focusing on you "Let me see zhem Chase..." and of course, Chase handed you over to the doctor, who began inspecting you for any type of injury "Hmm..." While Henrik was inspecting you and making sure you were alright, Chase helped Jameson off the floor, who immediately turned his attention to Henrik 'Is... Is (Y/N) alright...?' He was very worried, worried that something might be broken... Henrik had side-glanced at JJ, after inspecting you thoroughly "Zhey are alright... Luckily, I can only imagine vwhat zat bastard tried to do... Zhey are a bit bruised und sore however" He spoke, holding his hand out "Be as gentle as you can vwith zhem..." JJ nodded and gently took you into the palm of his hands, you looked up at the dapper man, you were completely exhausted at this point, after all that had happened, you were honestly just ready to lay down and sleep "A...Are you alright Jameson...?" Miraculously, you still managed to find your voice even with as exhausted as you were. Jameson looked at his arms, he had some marks on his arms from the strings for sure, he looked towards Henrik who nodded and stepped out of the room, pulling Chase along with him, the ones that remained in the room were Jackie and Marvin, and of course Jackie approached JJ, a sorrowful expression on his face. "Jameson I... I'm so sorry... If I had came sooner, you and (Y/N) wouldn't be in this condition... I shouldn't have left you both alone, knowing that... that son of a b i t c h was still a threat..." Jackie's tone held guilt as he spoke, you felt bad for the hero... It wasn't even his fault! Jameson mimicked a sigh and began to sign 'Jackie... Please, do not beat yourself up about this, it isn't even your fault... Look at the bright side, at least we are still alive... You still saved us, if it weren't for you ...Well, I'd rather not think about it!' JJ shuddered, and that... seemed to make Jackie smile, his guilt slowly going away, Jackie looked both at you and Jameson before sighing. "Well... We'll go ahead and get out of here, after all... You both need rest, after all you've been through..." Jackie smiled, gently patting Jameson's shoulder, and with that, him and Marvin walked out of the room together, leaving both you and JJ alone... Jameson was the one to have a guilty look on his face 'I'm sorry for hurting...' before he could finish signing, you shook your head and put your hand up "Stop, don't you even think about apologizing for something you couldn't even control, it was all Anti's fault, it wasn't your fault at all..." There was some silence before it seemed like JJ took in what you said, he nodded '...You are correct... I... I just wish he didn't have so much control over me... I just want to break free entirely... I'm sick of being a puppet in his twisted little game...' And with that you sighed "...You managed to break free from one string earlier, I believe you can break free... You WILL break free one day... I know it" Jameson looked at you and blinked 'Do... You really think so (Y/N)?' And to that, you nodded "I know so... Just never give up... Please" It took him a moment... 'I won't, I promise...' And with that, JJ finally made his way over to his bed and climbed onto it, he was being careful not to smush you all the while. JJ then signed once more 'It's time for some rest dear friend... I mean, jeepers! Look at the time! It's getting very late... We'll have some tea once we wake up' You only nodded at that, cuddling up as he placed you on his chest, after you got comfortable... You mumbled a soft 'Goodnight' to Jameson, who patted you gently in response, that made you smile slightly... It didn't take long for the both of you to drift off into a peaceful sleep, you being curled up on Jameson's chest, his hand over you acting as a nice warm blanket, hopefully when the both of you next wake, the day will be much more promising.

#My Story #jameson jackson #JJ #jse community #g/t community #tiny reader #jackieboy man #marvin the magnificent #dr schneeplestein #chase brody #antisepticeye #robbie the zombie #bingsepticeye #shawn flynn

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chatnoirismycinnamonroll · 6 years ago

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Alternate Ending to Mayura/ Song fic

I get a lot of inspiration from songs, so I'm probably going to have a lot of fics based on songs, such as this one and my previous one, Only Human, which many of you have already read. Thank you for reading. Enjoy the fic :)

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Disclaimer: I don't own, and never will own, Miraculous Ladybug or any other songs my fics are based on. Inspired by I'm Still Here from Jem and the Holograms.

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It seemed like the battle was over. Chat Noir and Ladybug were groaning on the floor, having been beaten physically by Hawkmoth. He was still red, since Ladybug wasn't able to take away his cane successfully and shatter it. The other akumas had them surrounded, but Hawkmoth kept them at bay. He wanted an audience that would laugh and point along with him when he succeeded in taking the heroes' Miraculouses. Hawkmoth smirked as he stepped towards the heroes, watching them try and fail to crawl away from him.

"You both are no match for me. You are still so young, so inexperienced. You still dont know how to keep your transformations. You're sad excuses for heroes. Not only did you fail to protect Paris..." Hawkmoth stood over Chat Noir, and Ladybug's eyes widened as he reached down towards her partner. "...you even failed to protect each other from me."

Hawkmoth grabbed his hand, ready to pull his ring off, when a small red body collided into him, shouting "Don't you dare touch him!"

"M'Lady, no, wait!"

"Get off me, you stupid girl!"

"Chat!"

"Cataclysm!"

"NO!" Hawkmoth cried out in anger as Chat turned his cane into nothing but dust. He watched as his red akuma fluttered out. He reached out to grasp it, only for a red yoyo to soar over his head and conceal it within its healing light.

He felt the red bubbles envelop him as he watched the purified butterfly fly out of the yoyo and his anger grew with every flutter of its wings. He reached behind him towards the spotted heroine and finally grasped her and pulled her off his back, holding her by her neck as she kicked in pain and defiance while he threw that blasted yoyo away from her grasp. He leaned in close to her ear, and whispered menacingly:

"You may have won the battle, but you have not won the war. I wonder if this wingless Ladybug can fly."

His voice held nothing but cold anger, and Ladybug's eyes widened as she felt the flex of his arm as he quickly drew her back and threw her over the side of the railing.

"LADYBUG!"

The sound of her body hitting the landing 50 feet below them echoed in Chat Noir's ears, and he rushed to the edge as fast as he could. His emerald eyes glimmered with tears and dulled with pain and grief as he saw her motionless body lay on the metal landing, not a sign of life coming from her closed blue eyes. He couldnt feel anything. His eyes went blank as he desperately tried to shove down the pain of losing someone he loved (again!), but the anguish practically glowed form his cat-like eyes.

Hawkmoth could see the pain, and like any moth, he was drawn to it. But he still had uses for the boy, so akumatization wouldn't be so ideal. But a boy filled with hate for his loved one, and everything she cared about, would be perfect in destroying the city she loved to protect. He would be the perfect minion.

Chat's eyes widened as he heard the sound of a string being pulled, and he turned around to see Kim, akumatized regularly back into Dark Cupid, and a black rose hitting his chest. His vision enveloped into black, and he knew no more.

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"Dupain-Cheng! Wake up! Ugh, you better not be dead or I swear on my Miraculous I WILL sting you."

"Chloe-"

"Its Queen Bee, Cesaire. Get it right, fox."

"Everyone knows who you are, Chloe, since you were the one who gave up your identity on your first day, so it doesnt really matter what I call you, now, does it?"

"Its for the principle here that matters!"

"Girls, now is not the time! We need to do something! Marinette, dude, please wake up."

"Shes not going to wake up, Nino! She's, she's-!"

"Still alive." Marinette groaned out, her head pounding as she finally got her eyes to open.

"Marinette!" Marinette cried out softly as she got crushed between two bodies, but it didnt last because a third person pulled them off and slapped her arm none too gently.

"Ow! Chloe!"

"That, Dupain-Cheng, is for daring to have been my hero all this time without telling me or your friends and for almost dying today. I'd consider giving you the gift of hugging me for your comfort, but I dont want your bloody lip getting anything on my designer jacket." Chloe sat back down with a huff, looking away with bright red cheeks as the trio of heroes looked at her in shock.

Marinette finally chuckled and smiled when it drew Chloe's attention. "Thanks, Chloe. I'll try not to die anytime soon, and I might, might, take you up on that offer for a hug. If you're nice."

Chloe made a disgusted face that made everyone laugh. Marinette's chuckles, however, died down at her sudden realization that something, or someone, was missing.

"Um, guys? Where exactly are we? And where's Chat Noir?"

Their chuckles died down at Marinette's questions. The trio looked at each other, trying to decide who would be best to tell her. Chloe rolled her eyes, but kept her eyes averted nervously as she spoke.

"Well, Dupain-Cheng...Marinette, Foxlya and Ninopace decided it would be such a brilliant idea to shove us all into a storage closet in my daddy's hotel while your mangy alley cat and Big, Bad and Unfashionable destroyed Paris."

Marinette stared at Chloe, silent with shock. Alya waved a hand in front of her face, but she still didnt react.

"Um...Mari?"

"He...they...what? Chat would never-!"

Nino spoke up, his voice tinged with a grim determination. "Oh, we know. Dark Cupid got to him first. I guess seeing you fall 50 feet and then lay motionless must have left him emotionally vulnerable, dude."

Alya looked sadly at her best friend as she looked down at the covers, her fists clenching and unclenching with her troubled thoughts. Marinette might not have known who Chat Noir was, but it was obvious that she loved him almost, if not just as much as she loved Adrien.

"So, you guys know. Then where's...?"

"Shes eating and resting in the other room. She was panicking about you, so we sent her with our kwamis to calm her down. You want to call her in?"

"That sounds just like Tikki. Always worrying about me." Marinette smiled fondly to herself before looking up at Alya. "Bring her in, Alya. I want to make sure she's also fine with the fall."

Marinette watched Alya stride towards the door, her hand reach towards the handle, but flinching back as a little red goddess phased through the door and rushed at Marinette.

"Marinette! Oh, I'm so glad you're alright! I was so worried it was all so sudden, I wasnt sure my magic would cushion your fall in time!"

Mari's blue eyes twinkled with joy and exasperated fondness as Tikki snuggled up to her cheek, worrying all the way. "I'm fine, just a little sore, I think. It still surprises me that I can survive a fall that high in the suit."

"Yeah, but please dont make it a habit."

Marinette smiled, but she turned serious as she once more pondered their situation. The look on her face finally destroyed any doubt her friends might have had that Marinette wasnt Ladybug.

"Marinette?"

"We need to capture Hawkmoth once and for all, but we cant do it alone. We need Chat Noir back. No offence guys, but you're still fairly new to working with me. And I need someone who really gets my way of thinking. Chat is that person, and i wouldn't trade him for anyone, or ever leave him at the hands of evil. Once we get Chat, Hawkmoth is going to have a hard time without all his other akumas."

Alya, Nini, and Chloe smiled eagerly, and leaned forward. "We're in."

"Great. We'll start immediately. But first, I need to get up and trans-augh!" Marinette fell forward as a sharp pain flashed through her abdomen, but Alya caught her before she hit the ground.

(Start playing I'm Still Here from Jem and the Holograms)

"Marinette, you need to move carefully! You literally just survived a life-threatening fall." Alya scolded Marinette as she helped her stand fully. Marinette smiled thankfully up at her, and looked down at Tikki. Her heart started beating faster.

"Ready? You think we can do this?"

"Of course, Ladybugs have always won. You can do this. It's written in the stars."

Marinette called on her transformation as she walked towards the door, her steps gaining confidence as she thought, "It's not over. I've still got fight."

Part of her worried over Chat Noir, wondering if she would be able to draw him from the darkness like last time. And she promised herself that Hawkmoth would pay for taking her kitty.

She looked at her team, so brave to rise after being broken. They didnt know what was coming, but they'd face it head-on.

She opened the door, and saw nothing but flames. Paris was up in flames, and it felt like her heart was burning with it. She looked at her team, and together they took the leap, falling before catching themselves, and she felt the familiar rush that told her "I'm still here." They ran across the non burning buildings, the flames licking them when they leapt over the burning ones.

They headed towards the Eiffel Tower, and she could see the height differences between the landings, and felt the ghost pain of falling, and a fire to defeat Hawkmoth once and for all. He was standing there, with Chat Noir at his left, a small collar around his neck, like a symbol that Chat belonged to Hawkmoth.

Ladybug's eyes narrowed. She ducked under a burning arch as they snuck up onto the landing. Oh, hell no. That's her kitty. He just crossed a line, and she's taking her kitty back.

"CHAAAAAT!!!!" She cried as she launched herself at him. His lips were black again, but Ladybug was not going to spend almost an hour chasing him again. Her lips crashed against his, and she rolled with him as Carapace shielded her while Rena and Queen Bee attacked Hawkmoth and Dark Cupid.

Her kitty's eyes were like fiery waterfalls. His tears burned her as she saw his pain at thinking she was dead.

"I'm here, you stupid Chat."

"My Lady?"

"Who else? Now, let's get that Miraculous."

They rushed into the fight, Hawkmoth's face whitening at seeing her still alive.

'I'm still here.'

"This isnt possible! You're supposed to be dead! You should be gone."

"And yet, I'm not. I'm still here. And I'll always be here, as long as you continue to terrorize people, Chat Noir, Rena Rogue, Queen Bee, Carapace and I will still be here to take you down! You cant win against us, Hawkmoth, and you can never get rid of us. You tried, and you failed.

I'm still here."

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I'm just going to leave this here. If anyone actually wants to write the ending in which they defeat Hawkmoth, that's cool. I just kept hearing that song come up in my playlist and thought, this is a great comeback song. Like, you cant defeat us, no matter how hard you try.

I'm still here.

@mindfulmagics @drarrylover007 @zoe-oneesama @marionettedupaincheng @lunian @un1cornf1ghter @dreamteaze

#this goes for anything #not just this fanfiction #they try to get rid of immigrants #lgbtq #our basic human rights #just becuase they want us gone doesnt mean they will succeed in getting rid of us #we are still here #mlb season 3 #mlb mayura #alternate ending #song fic #jem and the holograms #im still here #just an idea of mine

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chimchimchoo · 6 years ago

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Fly Me to the Moon :: Ch 4

Genre: Pure fluff crack

Word Count: 1,506

Pair: Yoongi x Jimin

Collaborated with @tayvengeance

Chapters: 1 2 3 4

“CHEER UP THIS SAD, EMO BOY!”

02-222-3333

Jimin stared at the note on the bathroom wall for a solid 5 minutes before he pulled out his phone and typed in the number.

authors note: we do not own any of the pictures, for better formatting so it’s more comfortable to read, check it out on AO3! AO3 link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14944508/chapters/34790039 Twitters: Tae’s Sujin’s <3 - Tae & sujin

Chat With Hobi_wan_kenobi

2015.12.26

12:00

SUGA:

Hey

Hobiiiiiii

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

Hyungg

MY SUGAR

MERRY (belated) CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!

SUGA:

You messaged me merry christmas everyday

from the 20th until yesterday

and even though Christmas is over

you are STILL at it

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

*gASP*

Sugar, every day is christmas until January

why are you like this to me :(

don’t kill my christmas spirit

speaking of christmas

did you have a bANGIN NIGHT?

SUGA:

why did you crop that pic of all of us

NO ONE IS SAFE FROM BECOMING A MEME

also

We didn’t have sex

why is that your first thought

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

i’m extremely disappointed

i’ve seen the way you two look at each other

did you at least TELL HIM YOUR FEELINGS?

come on, we all know you two are so whipped for each other

come o n

SUGA:

I told him.

He reciprocated

we kissed a few times (a lot)

I held him as we slept

Woke up with him

god, do you know how amazing it is to fall asleep

and wake up with someone you love?

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

Oh?

OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH

FUCKING FINALLY

THANK THE MOTHER FUCKING LORD

TOOK YOU TWO LONG ENOUGH

If either of you hadn’t done anything about it anytime soon

i owuld have smashed your heads together mySELF

SUGA:

You all act as if we’ve been in love for years

and have been putting off our engagement.

I’ve literally known Jimin for like a month.

and

AND

SOCIAL ANXIETY PREVENTS ME FROM HAVING

SIMPLE CONVERSATIONS, OKAY

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

yes i understand that sugar

but in all my years knowing you

i’ve never seen you once look at anyone like this

besides a fucking piano

(at least its a human this time)

(thank fucking god)

SUGA:

IT’S NOT LIKE I WAS GONNA FUCK MY PIANO

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

there arE KINKS OUT THERE HYUNG

KINKS YOU COULDN’T POSSIBLY IMAGINE

it’s okay i’ll love and accept you however you are

SUGA:

My only kink is the way Jimin looks at me

when I know he’s thinking about us

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

jesus christ hyung

you’re whipped

SUGA:

I know.

I am.

Help me.

I don’t know what to do.

I can’t ruin this.

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

this is very cliche

but just keep being yourself hyung

chim chim obviously likes you for who you are

SUGA:

But

what if I do something

and he realizes just how messed up I am?

I can’t bring him home to my family.

Will that ever come between us?

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

Hyung

he likes /you/

not your family

I think the description i wrote before,

“sad emo boy”

just about summed up who you are

and he was drawn in just by those words

you don’t have anything to be concerned about hyung

I hear him mutter about you during dance breaks

and worry about whether you’re getting any sleep or not

it’s kind of disgusting how much he worries

SUGA:

He texts me a lot late at night.

checking in on me.

I kind of look forward to those texts.

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

well i mean

he is your /boyfriend/ now

what kind of person would you be

if you didn’t

SUGA:

Holy shit.

He’s my boyfriend.

I have a boyfriend

And his name is Park Jimin

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

damn fucking right you do

now go tell that to the whole world

Chat With YOU MOTHERFUCKERS STOP CHANGING THE CHAT NAME

2015.12.26

12:30

SUGA:

Hey

guys

I’m dating Jimin

can you believe?

My Boyfriend Is Park Jimin

iq.148:

look at him you guys

the emo boy is whipped

Worldwide Handsome:

About time you two got together.

Kookie Monster:

But lik Jimins a whol soft boy

nd ur a whol emo boy

The.V.Zone:

YES. Y E S

I FUCKIF TOLD U GYUS THAT THEY WOULD HIT IT OFF ON CHRISTMAS

Kookie hun bun i kno ur my lovely bf but u owe me $50

Kookie Monster:

they warnd me abt ths in High school musical

i shldv known

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

SUGA:

WAIT YOU BET ON THIS, TAE?

The.V.Zone:

oh cum on

it was 2 easy

evryone was in on it too

rite guise

iq.148:

what

Worldwide Handsome:

I did no such thing.

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

tae what are you on?

Kookie Monster:

Tae, tht was jst u n me

The.V.Zone:

oh damn

well i have $50 now

DRINKS ON ME GUYS

except for kook

Kookie Monster:

u cnt use a minrs money 2 buy drinks

The.V.Zone:

oh shush honey

money iz money

juss give it to me in cash boo

in fact chim chim is going to yoongi’s tonight

just come over

u kno

come over™

SUGA:

ew don’t solicit sex from Jungkook on this chat

iq.148:

jesus christ taehyung

go fold your laundry or something

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

Worldwide Handsome:

You know, sugar free cereal was created to help young boys

to stop masterbating, because people believed the sugar in

their cereal caused impure thoughts.

SO STOP EATING THE SUGAR FREE CEREAL

AND TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF

The.V.Zone:

yes mom™

SUGA:

Speaking of Jimin

where is he?

I thought FOR SURE my boyfriend would have something

to say regarding my initial message

The.V.Zone:

he’s prolly busy eating sugar free cereal

Kookie Monster:

but he dsnt need

wait

WAIT

th cereal stops u frm jackn off

i get it now

The.V.Zone:

oh you innocent boy you

my baby boo

this is why i love you

iq.148:

jesus christ

Worldwide Handsome:

Mochi_Moves:

I woke up to 65 messages

what’s going on

Aww Mint Yoongi

look at you

telling the whole world i’m your boyfriend

i love waking up to sweet things

SUGA:

You went BACK to sleep after I went home?

baby, we could have stayed in bed longer if you

were tired.

Mochi_Moves:

Its hard to sleep when you’re on my mind all night c:

wait WHEN DID TAE MAKE A BET ON US

Worldwide Handsome:

Oh my goD!

They are so domESTIC~

Kookie Monster:

aftr u sent th frst txt to him

Hobi_wan_kenobi:

I’m gonna throw up

they’re so fucking cute

The.V.Zone:

Kook honey why dont u luv me like this

SUGA:

Hoseok I’ll make you rue the day u called me emo

Mochi_Moves:

but honey if he didn’t

he wouldn’t have written your number on the stall

and we would have never met like this :c

Kookie Monster:

ur not a rmantic lik yoongi

SUGA:

Call me emo boy in every universe, so that I know

Jimin will find me in each one.

Mochi_Moves:

Awww Mint Yoongi

you’re making me blush

iq.148

eugh

stop

pls

Worldwide Handsome:

luckily the other one is always in his producing room

so while we do live with him

we like never see him

It’s like living with Batman.

We know The Batman lives with us, but we only ever see Bruce Wayne.

SUGA:

damn I have enough emotional baggage to be compared

to Batman.

Kookie Monster:

Iv nvr seen Yoongi n Batman in th same room

iq.148:

Kook…

The.V.Zone:

oh honey, this is why i luv u

Mochi_Moves:

He’s always in the producing room??

Does he at least come out to eat??

Jin hyung do you feed him?

Does he sleep?

Worldwide Handsome:

You think I slave away making the finest cuisine available

in my price range and DON’T force him to eat it?

Trust me, I get him to eat.

It’s when I have to work late and can’t make dinner that he’s

on his own.

Mochi_Moves:

I’m glad I can count on you hyung c:

iq.148:

why am I never around for Jin’s best meals :(

SUGA:

Try not working the graveyard shift

Then maybe you’d get to eat the delicious meals he makes

Worldwide Handsome:

I mean I label the tupperware with the leftovers.

What more do you want from me?

Is it too much work to open a fucking refrigerator, Namjoon?

SUGA:

holy shit take this to the roomie chat

Kookie Monster:

Tae my mum said I cn com ovr tonite btw

The.V.Zone:

ahh yes

come over™

Hobi_wan_kenobi

jfc tae keep it in your pants

Worldwide Handsome:

HE ASKED HIS MOTHER PERMISSION TO COME OVER TO

YOUR PLACE

NOT CUM ALL OVER YOUR PLACE

JFC

The.V.Zone:

yes mom™

Mochi_Moves:

Honey I don’t think I should come over tonight

someone needs to babysit these two

SUGA:

Mochi_Moves:

you can come babysit with me

The.V.Zone:

no plz

i dont want to see u 2 droolin over each other

SUGA:

okay, but like weren’t you two literally together

the entire week of christmas?

why the rush to have Kookie over, Tae?

The.V.Zone:

iq.148:

that smile concerns me

Kookie Monster:

Tae, u said wed wtch all th Iron Man mvies

SUGA:

This is so innocent

Worldwide Handsome:

I don’t think Jungkook knows how to even kiss with

a lil bit of tongue.

The.V.Zone:

you clearly don’t know him :)

Mochi_Moves:

tae please keep this to yourself thx

Kookie Monster:

Taeeee wat lies r u feedn

SUGA:

Jungkook… ISN’T innocent?

Is that what I’m getting?

Kookie Monster:

>.<

dnt lisn to Tae

The.V.Zone:

he’s full of surprises I tell u

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SUGA left this chat

The.V.Zone:

it’s just u n me bby

Kookie Monster:

ur tearin ths famly aprt

The.V.Zone:

i only need u in my life <3

Kookie Monster:

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tumblunni · 6 years ago

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Reading the kingdom hearts manga, woo! I saw some of this when I was like 15 or something, but this is my first time reading the whole thing in actual order. Here’s just a few good bits from the beginning so far!

I’ve gotta say that even though this series has a (REALLY BIG) problem with rushing stuff + cutting out most of the disney worlds, there’s also a lot to love!

I think it actually managed to make the beginning way more dramatic just from how everyone is..well.. drawn more disney. Or more manga..disney?? Like its not the same style as how humans are atcually drawn in disney cartoons but you’ve gotta agree that the people are more cartoony and expressionate here and it looks less out of place. Same for how the manga adds lots more humour even while keeping things tense and dramatic! it helps establish people’s personalities a lot quicker than the game does, and honestly GIVES perosnality to Sora who otherwise doesnt have anything except ‘is really nice and good’. Here he’s more socially awkward and hyperactive and like.. endearing cos he tries his best but doesnt always succeed.

And the clear facial expressions for all of these moments leave it feeling less flat and like.. hard to tell what the damn intent of the scene was. Seirously the only way I agree KH1 was ‘a kids game’ is how the attempts at ‘humour’ were really low effort. Like you can tell its supposed to be a joke from how the scene plays out but you really cant tell what the joke was actually supposed to be. Like the sort of “knock knock” “who’s there?” “i’m here!” jokes that kids make when they’re five. And ruining actual jokes by delivering them in the same stilted way, like the whole “the ship runs on smiles” scene could have been funny but it just plays out so weirdly devoid of all sense of comic timing?? And sora’s funny face is barely exaggerated cos they couldnt model it!

It sucks cos that scene was a great example of the ‘very wacky but also extra emotionally resonant’ kind of thing that this manga excels at! The context of that weird joke was that its the first time we see Sora completely devoid of all optimism, beating Traverse Town really is the finishing point of the very long tutorial, and the moment it all sinks in that his friends are gone and he doesnt know what to do. And for a guy who’se ENTIRE PERSONALITY so far has just been ‘nice, optimistic, and you the player can project whatever else you want on him’, it should have been a wham moment to see him fall down in exhaustion after all that and have a realistic human reaction to it all. And then it should have been really uplifting and established their immediate friendship when Goofy and Donald try their best to cheer him up, but like.. theyre fuckin stressed too so they dont know wtf they’re doing either. And Sora ends up actually laughing because his attempt to fake a smile is so god awful, and then they all fall about in one of those so-damn-stressed-that-everything-is-hilarious giggle fits, and Leon looks at them like they’re crazy. But it served its purpose of helping Sora feel optimistic again, not because it was actually funny but because it proves these guys care about him and he isn’t alone.

AKA EXACTLY THE TIDUS LAUGH SCENE IN FINAL FANTASY 10

i get so mad that it’s falsely blamed as a case of ‘bad dub voice acting’, when it was equally bad in japanese and the director fuckin PLANNED it to be bad! The characters in-universe end the damn scene by aknowledging its bad! Its just a fail of scriptwriting that they didnt make the intent of the moment clear before dropping the punchline, and it was animated so weirdly that it didnt really succeed at looking ‘intentionally bad’ but just.. bad. Exactly the same problem as the ‘ship of smiles’ face, for a scene that was supposed to deliver the same sad goddamn moment and instead went down in infamy!

Sneaking character development into a joke is a thing that requires a lot of actual skill, you shouldnt do it unless you’re gonna put the effort in to stick the landing. Steven Universe is the only show I’ve seen that consistantly succeeds at this, and the KH manga does a much better job than the game did. Even if, yes, admittedly, sometimes it flubs up and sticks jokes where they dont work, and actually ruins dramatic moments too. or just doesnt adapt dramatic moments at all and rushes through it cos they’re on a tight schedule. But I mean none of those moments fail as bad as the game’s occasional cringe, and the wacky style fits SO much better with the story that i can forgive those flaws! Plus they got way better as the series goes on, its only really KH1 that seems this rushed. And they actually added MORE dramatic moments to Days! I stopped reading the manga at the end of KH1 as a kid, and I started this whole rereading because I saw a page of Days where they (OH GODDD) turned one particular perosn’s death into legit traumatizing material. I don’t know why “I don't want to go” is such a simple way to burn your entire soul out. So if it started off good but flawed and turned into something even better than the games, HECK YEAH I’m gonna give it a second chance!

...sorry i went wildly offtopic there

Anyway I picked these pages to show cos its a good example of great jokes, how the jokes give more personality, and how they put more effort into personality in general and also the dark and dramatic stuff, which hits harder because its in such a fluffy adorable jokes manga.

Like you can see how Sora is more of a goofball and freaks out more and makes mistakes more, but also how when the fights arent playable they used it as a place to establish that Sora is actually way more intelligent than you thought, and his fighting style is physically weak but strategically skilled. Like he’s basically what Aqua ended up being?? And that’s way more endearing as a protagonist than just super overpowered destiny man where his only failures are because you the player are bad. Anf its also endearing to mix this genius strategist with a guy who’s EVEN MORE goofy oblivious and innocent, yknow? the genius ditz archetype! And also his cliche shonen hero obliviousness is.. well, less cliche. He reacts more like a real kid who’s just scared and out of his depth, and messes up when he tries to talk to the girl he has a crush on. It’s not like “harr dee harr, what is marriage, can you eat it?” unrealistic kinds of oblivious that only exist for the joke. Nah, relateable anxiety man! With goofier faces! I CANNOT OVERSTATE HOW MUCH I PREFER THE GOOFIER FACES

And man the beginning is so more fuckin dramatic when we get all DIFFERENT CAMERA ANGLES and ACTUAL FACES SHOWING DESPAIR and DARKNESS POSSESSED RIKU LOOKIN REALLY FUCKIN SCARY and it fuckin goes so fast from wholesome jokes with ur crush to ABSOLUTE DEATH and cos sora reacts so much more like a normal lil kid you feel actually scared for him even though you know how the story is gonna go. He’s not an archetype of purity he’s just like any lil neighbourhood duderino that you’d see running errands for his mom on the weekend. HE’S TOO YOUNG FOR ALL THIS PRESSURE!! AND SCARY RIKU FACES!!!

And man they fuckin ACTUALLY SHOW SOMEONE GETTING THEIR HEART RIPPED OUT ONSCREEN! Thats a way better way of establishing the whole crux of the plot! When you’re playing the game you know that seeing someone turn into a heartless should be traumatic, but it doesnt focus long on it and you never get to see any of the victims before they turned, and you’re more focused on gameplay. You feel less powerless when you’re physically able to destroy those things whenever you want, there’s never a moment like this where someone dies in a cutscene and its out of your control. (Unless you count some heroic sacrifice scenes in kh2 but thats an entirely different kind of feeling, and they turned out to come back from the dead anyway.) Also wtf i cant believe they got away with showing a creepy pedo lady in a kids shonen! I mean it does make me feel a lot less sympathy for her getting killed, but I still feel super sad seeing Sora get traumatized by it!

ALSO

Cid is good.

The way they write him in the manga reminds me of Bardo from Black Butler? He’s a similar chain smoking grumpy dad figure who looks like harmless comic releif but has a bunch of hidden heavy artillery in his shitty kitchen for when he needs to protect his family. And it was extra badass (and hilarious) when he once actually used his bad cooking to assassinate someone?? tho it was via causing a flour explosion rather than it just being so shitty its poison

ANYWAY IM GOING OFFTOPIC IN MANY WAYS

this mang is gud

also lookit how cute the baby destiny trio look in this style!!!

#bunni reads khmanga #I LOVE COMIC BOOK SORA'S COMIC BOOK FACE #I WANNA SQUSH EM CHEEKS #YOU HAVE ACTUAL FACES NOW!! MY BOY HAS FACES!!!

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ask-svt-hearteu · 7 years ago

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Hogwarts! Vernon

@hellonanibear requested: "hi loves :-) I was wondering if I could request a Hogwarts!AU with Vernon please?? I'm a real big Harry Potter fan (Ravenclaw Pride tbh) but I noticed you guys don't have one for him yet and I'd like to request one please since your Hogwarts!AUs are some of the best I've read! ☺️💙"

admin note: Tysm lovely hope you enjoy! <3

so Hansol’s a second year Gryffindor

half-blood

he has a little sister too who he loves and tries showing her magic despite not knowing too much about it himself

was shook the whole time though

from buying his books and getting picked by his wand

and asks his mom everything she can remember about Hogwarts

so he can imagine it himself

sorted into Gryffindor

which can be entertaining

bc the guy gets scared of really weird and random things sometimes

would jump at the sound of his own laughter probably tbh

things like spiders and bugs //COUGH COUGH RONALD WEASLEY TYPE//

but don’t ever think he doesn’t have enough bravery to be in Gryffindor

he will take on anything and anyone for his friends

like how someone accidentally casted Seungkwan's wand on the roof by a stray spell

dead af climbed hundreds of feet above

no broomstick or anything

just to get it back

his best friend is Seungkwan, second year hufflepuff of course

honestly what a duo they are

Vernon was sitting by himself in a carriage on the Hogwarts express his first year

minding his own business, looking out the windows in awe at the landscape speeding by

and Seungkwan runs into the carriage with his robes

ON FIRE

bc boo diva thought he could show off some A+ magic to make some friends

at least he tried?

things didn’t go as planned obviously

and Hansol being the ever calm and collected person he was

wasn’t screaming or anything lmao

dumped his water bottle

BUT NOT ON THE FREAKING FIRE BC WHY WOULD HE BE SENSIBLE AND DO THAT

no he dumped it on Seungkwan’s head

mostly by accident

but uh yea SEUNGKWAN IS STILL ON FIRE

and Joshua and Seungcheol see the smoke and run in on the two first years panicking and screaming

like “DON'T YOU CHILDREN KNOW FIRE IS DANGEROUS?!?!”

and they help put out the fire

and honestly find the kids endearing enough to invite them to sit with them

starting the iconic 13 member friend group that everyone in Hogwarts knows

and Verkwan’s friendship was literally born out of burnt robes ashes :,,,))

“So you got a name?” Seungkwan asked, sassy as always

“Hansol, but everyone calls me Vernon.”

“I’m Seungkwan.”

“Really I thought your name was ‘boy on fire’.”

“You’re funny, wanna be friends?”

“Sure.”

“You’re my puppy now.”

man these two started out the same height

but imagine how surprised Seungkwan got when throughout the year,

Hansol outgrew him by a few centimeters

were pretty devastated when they weren’t sorted into the same houses

“I’ll grab the talking hat you distract the teachers.”

"We can hang out in your dormitory every other day"

and so they hang out all the time

because if Hansol is left to wonder around, he might just walk off the castle grounds and get lost

would walk around thinking about stuff by himself

and fall into the lake or something

and everyone would be panicking EXCEPT FOR HIM

trying to figure out how to get him to swim back to shore

so he and Seungkwan walk together around a lot

claiming a corner of the campus for themselves

and all the prefects know Hansol by hair color or just general outline

and everyone in their friend group looks out for them because they’re the youngest

even Chan who’s younger than the both of them by a year

he takes care of the two of them too because he's pretty mature

they get in trouble a lot when they’re together

detention for hexing papers to fly everywhere in charms

and when they found out Seungcheol and Joshua were their prefects after coming back from summer break

didn’t make things easier for them at all

“I SWEAR HANSOL DONT PLAY WITH THE FIREPLACE, I DONT WANNA BURN DOWN THE COMMON ROOM.”

"Whatchu going to do daaaaaad give me detention?"

"Yea."

"Oh, sorry...? I love you? PLEASE I DON'T WANT DETENTION HYUNG!"

no one really calls him Hansol too much

except for his friend group

honestly this is so confusing to everyone when Seungkwan comes bounding up to him in the halls yelling in a singsongy voice “HAAAANNNSSSSOOOOLL~~~~”

“Why is he calling Vernon, Hansol?”

but that just shows who really knows him

even the teachers call him Vernon

Verkwan is such a troublesome friendship

always breaking the rules to sit together

but that whole group always does that

or sneaking out after curfew

and doing who knows what

there's always a classroom that has all the desks bewitched to spout out confetti or glitter the next day but no one has solid evidence so Verkwan hasn't been caught yet

can’t even split them up by separating them across the classroom

would end up sending notes back and forth

at some point the teachers gave up

and made the both of them announcers for quidditch matches

thinking that might calm them down when they’re together and using their energy towards something productive

honestly so biased though

each one will cheer for their friends only

“MINGYU-HYUNG BLOCKED IT IN YOUR FACES”

“JUN-HYUNG CATCHES THE SNITCH AND WINS IT AGAIN AS EXPECTED”

“JIHOON STOP SMOOCHING YOUR GF AND JUST WIN ALREADY- OW sorry professor!”

Hansol rapping the scores for the whole stadium

and everyone either loves it

or doesn’t say anything unless you want 12 other guys coming after you

wands drawn

despite being a kid who causes a lot of trouble

and doesn’t seem to study whatsoever

he does pretty decently in most of his classes

best class is care of magical creatures

but tbh doesn't really study

and again manages to pass stuff

but doesn't enter the library unless he wants to bother Joshua, Wonwoo, or one of his other hyungs about something

really laid back and chill, doesn't stress over schoolwork that much

he doesn’t mess up too often either MOSTLY

but when he does, he does it spectacularly

generally involving colorful explosions and fire

has a pet cat named Mr. Chwe

but Hansol just calls him Chewy

it’s the cutest fluffiest thing you’ve ever seen

besides Hansol of course

it's silver fur is honestly so pretty and Hansol loves it to death

anyway

one day you were looking for your owl, Cara

because you wanted to send a letter home

when a silver kitty passed in front of you outside

"Hey there!" you bent down to stroke its fur for a bit and it purred while laying on the ground in front of you

"Chewy!" you looked up as surprise, surprise

Vernon ran up to Chewy

and basically stopped dead in his tracks

because you're pretty DON'T DENY IT

and Vernon be shooketh

awkward human bean

someone protect him TT

and he kind of just stammers his introduction

which you think is really cute

"Hi, I-I-I'm Vernon."

and you giggle a bit bc DAMN VERNON IS REALLY CUTE LIKE YOU THOUGHT THE CHEWY WAS CUTE BUT OMFG

and he smiles because you laughing is really cute

"Chewy is it?" you smile asking him

"Yea!" and you watch as Vernon's face basically lights up as he starts telling you about how he got his cat

and you find out he's in the same year as you

which is surprising because you're familiar with his friend group

everyone at Hogwarts knows them

and you always kind of thought he was older than you

you're a ravenclaw yourself so you run into Chan sometimes

and Vernon goes on really excitedly telling you about Chewy's life story

how Chewy had basically eaten some chocolate Vernon had dropped in diagon alley

and how it got sick

and Vernon felt awful and just had to figure out how to make it feel better

until he found out the heartbreaking news of Chewy not having a family

and he basically begged his parents for days to keep Chewy will secretly hiding Chewy in his trunk

no one really knows how he did it though don't ask one of the older kids they'll claim to know no magic that can fix that cough cough liars they had to help Hansol ok? no one could say no

and you stand there just taking it all in

how Vernon was willing to go on and on about his pet to some stranger

and you were all for it tbh

and perfect timing

right as Vernon finishes his story, your owl Cara flies down from her roost to land on your shoulders

Cara is a beautiful amber color and you smile as Vernon kind of just stares at Cara in awe

"WOW IS THAT YOUR OWL, IT'S SO BEAUTIFUL."

"It is," you laugh, "Cara and I go way back."

and he just stares at you waiting for you to explain the story

and so you tell him and you both laugh at the varying adventures that you tell each other about your pets

and you both also realize you had care of magical creatures together

and you both really love animals and just never talked before

and Cara and Chewy are just following you and Vernon

Chewy following Cara with his eyes

and Cara being like "Have you never seen an owl before, you cat?"

and when you both leave

you feel all warm inside because you made a friend

or someone you really liked who knows

the next few weeks really zoom by

you talk to Vernon in care of magical creatures more now

and even Seungkwan can't help but feel like you're encroaching on his best friend

"Y/n, I know you might not know me, but since you're friends with Hansol, you have to be friends with me."

"Hansol?"

"Yea that's his real name, did he not tell you?"

"Hmm, I guess not, he said his name is Vernon."

and you're kind of like ???

because did he not consider you a close enough friend to call him by his real name?

but also why does it bother you? Vernon was just a friend... right?

and so obviously

when feelings get confusing

you're just like welp instead of working this confusion out I'm just going to pretend like they don't exist

even if you stare at Hansol a bit too long during care of magical creatures

and he always comes up to talk to you about homework help and stuff since you're in Ravenclaw

and in the same year

and all the hyungs take notice

"Hey you're Hansol's friend huh?"

"He usually doesn't even try doing his homework but lately he's actually been doing stuff."

"Oh you're that person that got Hansol doing his homework, wow thank you what did you promise him chocolate for life?"

and it's overwhelming but you find yourself having twelve new friends

bc you're friends with Hansol

and one day

"Hey Vernon! Do you wanna go work on that potions paper together?"

"Sure y/n! But uhhhh.... you can call me Hansol, it's my real name haha." he blushes but you don't notice

"Why do you go by Vernon then?"

"It's just what a lot of people know me as and I stopped correcting them, and only my really close friends call me that."

you feel your heart swelling

"Ok,,,, Hansol."

man the smile on his face when you said that

in the next few weeks you guys hang out more to do study sessions for upcoming exams

and one day when you're sitting at the windowsill of an empty classroom

Cara flies in through the open window landing beside you

carrying papers in her claw

"Cara, are you stealing people's notes again?" you laugh picking up the sheet to read it

and written at the top

"Vernon"

you're almost screaming because wow what a coincidence

"Cara, this is Hansol's" you frown

and you look at some of his doodles on the scroll of paper

and you see little heart doodles

around initials you can't really read because the ink smeared

but the meaning seemed pretty clear

he must have a crush on someone

you found yourself a bit sad

since that was Hansol's business and not really any of yours

but

you had to admit your feelings for him weren't all that straight forward and clear cut as they seemed

you sighed but continued working

the least of your worries, a silly crush on a boy who didn't like you

and the next few weeks, Cara kept bringing you Hansol's stuff

once it was a chocolate frog

and another time it was a little folded paper star with his initials on one side and a little heart

it's like your owl was trying to play matchmaker for you two

"He probably doesn't like me" you giggle when Cara dropped another one of Hansol's things in front of you

this one was a really pretty pale blue colored quill

"He might actually need this ya know."

and eventually you have a whole shoebox of random stuff Cara stole from Vernon

and you're like 'I have to return them at some point'

until Cara drops a card I front of you

and you're like ??? did you steal from Vernon again???

and on the card is a simple "Thanks to you I did pretty well on my exams, thanks for everything~ Hansol"

and you laugh as you read the post script

"PS I asked Cara to deliver it especially since she always hangs around my dormitory window"

"Awww Hansol, I'm sorry, Cara's been taking your stuff." you say to yourself laughing

"Cara, you're such a troublemaker." you gently pet her wing

and Cara sares at you like 'please just watch what happens'

and your amber owl is riiiiiiiigggghhhhhtttttttt

you gather up the shoebox with missing items to return to Hansol

and when he sees you he comes bounding right up with a huge smile on his face

until it sees the stuff in the box

and his face falls

"Hey Hansol."

"Hey y/n"

"Cara kept taking your stuff, so I came to give it back." you smile raising up the box

"About that......." Hansol starts blushing

"You see, at first I noticed Cara taking my stuff" Hansol started not meeting your eyes

"but after a bit, I ended up just giving her stuff, thinking she'd give it to you."

"Why would you do that?" you giggle blushing as well

"Well stuff like the chocolate frog, I wanted to share with you and I saw the quill in hogsmeade and it reminded me of you bc it was pretty and you're really pretty...."

you freeze blushing like crazy

"pretty..... PRETTY COOL AND YEA I LIKE YOU SO."

you're standing shocked

"And so I gave it to Cara because I thought you'd like it. So all that stuff's yours not mine, you can keep it." he smiles at you and playfully ruffles your hair

his hand lingering on your head as he pushes a stray lock of your hair back behind your ear

"I mean, if you don't like me that's ok, I just didn't want to lose one of my closest friends and best tutor ever" he smiled sheepishly

"No Hansol, I..."

his eyes met yours

"I like you lots too." you giggle

and it's that cute giggle that reminds his of when her first saw you

and he's so relieved he finally told you

that he just gives you a hug right then and there

"Yeeeeeeeeeessssss be mine then." he says not letting you go

"Haha of course." and you feel your cheeks burning

and the moment is just too cute and perfect

until Seungkwan notices you two

and basically yells

"HANSOL, Y/N, WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING?!?!?!?"

and from then on it's official

"Honestly, she's such a good influence making him do his homework and stuff" proud prefect Seungcheol

you two are the cutest ever

walking around campus with Cara and Chewy

tbh Chewy and Cara are like the bestest friends

and Seungkwan just being lowkey jealous that you're taking all Hansol's attention

"He was my friend first!!!"

but he thinks you guys are hella cute too

how could he not

you and Vernon sitting together for meals, only having dessert and getting into food fights

bc how could you let whip cream just sit on top of your pumpkin pie without smearing some on his face

before he gets you back with the frosting off cupcakes

and it's a big mess

and he grabs napkins and helps you wipe your face

one hand on your cheek as he leans down to kiss your cheek

"Hey!" you giggle

"Sorry not sorry!" Seungkwan making barfing gestures behind the two of you lmao forever third wheeling

him making you sit next to him when he wants to sit outside

just so he can lay his lead in your lap

and drift off while you're reading a book for some assignment

and you get a bit distracted every time he moves because he's so freaking adorable

and you end up just watching him nap

until he peeks open an eye surprising you

and quick as a cat

sits up to peck you on the cheek

"For a Ravenclaw, you aren't fast enough to pick up when someone's fake sleeping"

"Oh please Hansol, those snores from you were so real." you laugh

"Maybe, maybe not"

and he takes your hand in his and looks you straight in before pressing his lips against yours

and you smile at how beautiful and surreal it all feels

"Don't think I'll ever get over how pretty you are." he says tilting his face to the side a bit giving you a cute look

"Please Hansol lol."

"I'm not joking though!"

he holds onto your arm as he lays back down on your lap and looks up at you

"You're prettier than Chewy." he grinned slyly

"DID YOU JUST COMPARE ME TO YOUR CAT HANSOL?"

The Seventeen Hogwarts AU Series:

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franeridart · 7 years ago

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I don't know if I like what the manga is doing with the eri story wise right now. Like, after the new chapter, if eri's quirk ends up doing what I think it does, it will probably be a huge loss for the manga story wise. (I love mirio and nighteye, but in this situation, to get them back this way, would probably feel like a huge cop out)

Ah, can’t say you find me on your side on this, anon - generally I’m a positive person! And I like bnha because it’s a positive story! So, yeah, if Eri’s gonna fix it and avoid deaths and permanent damages all around I’m not gonna mind it one bit. I understand your position on this tho, and I’m pretty sure you’re not alone on it. I guess it’s about what you’re looking for in a story, and what the point the story means to bring across is to begin with - you say that having an all around positive outcome to this arc is gonna be a loss for the manga, but bnha isn’t snk. It’s not Tokyo Ghoul, or D.Gray-man, or any other story made to drive across the point that life is sad and sad things happen and you just gotta deal with it as best as you can. The general point of HeroAca, since the very beginning, is that luck exists! Things can turn out for the best! Look at it, our protagonist didn’t even have a quirk and now he’s got the best one out there. Literally became the successor to the greatest hero alive without doing anything aside from being a nice guy

I mean. I get why you’d wish for a... more real story, I guess. I get that you might like the angst and the realness of life being shitty and bad things happening and all that jazz. But that’s never been bnha’s point? Since the very start? Deku’s whole arc is turning into a fight to show you that you should never lose hope and that even set futures can still be rewritten - and, about that, there’s also how big part of this arc is still about Nighteye and what he saw in All Might’s future, and about Deku wanting to prove that he doesn’t have to die, so a girl that can literally rewind said future to make it go some other way? That’s exactly what you need to counter Nighteye’s quirk. Deku might talk about twisting fate all he wants, but considering how Nighteye’s quirk works and how precise and definitive it is, without something that can make what Nighteye saw happen just to bring it back and change it there was no way Deku could have done much.

As I said, I get why you’d be disappointed in the possibility of a total fix-it, but as far as bnha’s plot goes I don’t think the story’s gonna lose anything with simply keeping up the positive-to-a-naive-point look on life it has always had, if that’s what it decides to do. You might end up finding the story less good then you’d been expecting, but that’s because you were seeing bnha as a genre it has never even tried to be. This is still a story in which at some point holding hands saved the day, after all haha

Anon said:you always thanks horikoshi for your life but seriously, thank you, for my life

sob you’re so sweet oh my GOD ;O; thank you so much, I’m so so happy you’re liking my stuff!!!

Anon said:YOUR LATEST KIRIBAKU COMIC KILLED ME AND I THANK YOU FOR THAT YOU TALENTED HUMAN BEING

WAAAHHHHHHHH I’M GLAD YOU LIKED IT OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:Would you ever draw anything nsfw or at least a little bit steamy?? I would love to see some of that in you style

That’s actually answered in my faq! But yeah to keep it short the answer is nope, I try to keep my blogs as sfw as I can manage! Also why would you want to see that sorta thing in my style omfg hahaha I feel like it would just end up looking wrong lmao

Anon said:im legit crying over this kiribaku comic 😭😭😭 bless you

I’m super happy you liked it but please don’t cry omfg !!!!*hands you tissues*

Anon said:......LISTen!! !! ! I LOVE U SO MUCH!!! !! ! and thank u for the super quality content b l e s s u p! ! !!!

AAAAHHHHH I LOVE U TOO THANK YOU SO MUCH !!!!!!!

Anon said:I rambled about it and I'm still blown away by it but that comic made my day so so so so so much I feel blessed. I was so excited when I saw how much there was and all of it!!! Was so good!!!! The art was consistently amazing and gosh u blow me away ur so good!!! I know it must've taken a lot and doing all that and SO WELL in 3 days??? I rlly appreciate the effort u put in and I wanted to let you know I think it was incredible C: I hope ur having as lovely as a day as that comic made mine

I’m gonna legit start sobbing, thank you so so so so much ;O; it did take a whole damn lot of work, but with how nice you’re being I feel like it was 100% worth it!!!

Anon said:your comic totally made my saturday, kiri is so cuuute wtf?? and baku so hella pretty? i mean, the way you draw him?? i cant rlly explain it but thank you for this beauty on my dashboard. i have all those warm mushy feelings when i see your stuff

Thank you!!!! and I’m happy I could make you feel the mushy feels hahaha feeling mushy mush is good I’m always glad when I’m told I managed to convey that !!!!

Anon said:your comics were so cute and so well drawn!! your art always puts a smile on my face :)

And your nice words put a smile on mine so now we’re both smiling and happy!!!!!! I love that!!!!!! :D

Anon said:bless you and thank you for the kiribaku content, you're making my day every time dude

You’re all!!!! so kind!!!!!!! aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! thank you

Anon said:dRAW KIRISHIMA'S BLACK HAIR SPIKY OMG

That’s actually a nice idea, but can I maybe ask you to come around again with a “please” and “could you”? I’m sure you didn’t mean anything bad by it and I love the enthusiasm, but I prefer it when people are being polite when asking for stuff out of me

Anon said:Okay, how bout this? Bakushima Skyrim AU. This might be a little too close to the fantasy AU but hear me out. So Bakugoi Katsuki is a Breton Spellsword who is commanded by his lord (Aizawa) to go help the Empire with the Stormcloak Rebellion, he is then sent to Helgen by General Tullius to investigate its sudden communication silence. He then meets Kirishima (Eric the Slayer) at Rorikstead who is immediately fascinated by him, they end up traveling together and discover that Bakugo is dragonborn

I mean!!! That sounds like an incredible concept!!! But I’ve never played skyrim in my life before and I could barely manage to follow this ask all the way through, so I’m probably not the best person to suggest this to haha

Anon said:is momo your first option for our lil rocker lesbian or is it mina?

What a question! And one I don’t have a proper answer to, actually - I like both of them equally but for completely different reasons? MomoJirou is the type of ship I sorta see as more or less canon, like, they’re pretty damn obvious aren’t they? And they’re besties! And the aesthetics work so well! So generally I’m like, if I gotta pick one person for Jirou, basing the decision solely on canon stuff, I’m gonna pick Momo. They’re soft and warm too, have sort of a coffee-shop-AU feel to them, I love it

On the other hand Jirou and Mina don’t really have a significant relationship in canon yet - they’re friends and chill together now and again, but haven’t really interacted much in a proper way for me to say “yes, I can see it, this is a ship with some serious foundation” like I can with Momo. But. I understand this ship in a way I can’t seem to manage with MomoJirou. What Jirou would love in Mina and what Mina would love in Jirou, why they’d love each other, how they’d spend their time together and what the general feel of their story would be - the mood of it and the reasons behind it, I understand them, and I can’t seem to manage to do that with Momo yet.

So the actual answer is, if it’s about which of the two gives me more of a “this might actually be canon” feel, then it’s Momo. I do believe they love each other and their relationship is lovely. But if it’s about which of the two I have more fun thinking about, then Mina. It’s two very different ships with very different moods, after all haha

Anon said:your latest warm up my heart!!! man i love how you draw izuku and eri and mirio and well all of them but you dont often draw izuku especially congrats i never want to look away from it

I’M GLAD YOU LIKED THAT ONE I’m actually weirdly proud of how that Izuku came out since usually I can barely manage to make him look like himself, so!!!! thank you!!!!!!

Anon said:Fran, hi! I saw some drawings of you (like, YOU) and I got under the impression that you're really tall??? Would you mind telling us your height? If it's too weird and it gets you uncomfortable, please, just ignore!

I decieved you, anon lmao I’m ~160cm, more or less like my girl Mina! Still the tallest girl in my family, but a small bean none the less in the grand scheme of things haha

Anon said:EVERY AU WHERE ALMA LIVES AND IS TOGETHER WITH YUU BEING HAPPY AND LOVED IS A VERY VERY GOOD AU!!! 💕

WHAT A CONSTANT ETERNAL MOOD THO

Anon said:Looking at your art reminds me that there still are good things to look forward to. Thank you.

This is such a soft ask??? Oh my god???? Thank you so much for the kind feeling!!!

Anon said:you did!! A background on the momojirou!! And I LOVE IT!!

I’M HAPPY YOU LIKED IT!!!!! It’s just flowers, tho haha

Anon said:Your art is so nice to look at, it's really soft and pretty and looking at it makes me really happy!! I fell in love with your style the moment I saw it. Thank you for making such lovely art and posting it here, I really appreciate getting to see it ♡♡♡

;O; thank you so much oh my god!!!! I still feel like it’s sort of all over the place, but this ask makes me feel so much better about it aaah!!!!!!

Anon said:minajirou!! i never thought about so thank you fran bcause its so cute!! and soft!! and bright!! my best girls yess

THEY’RE GOOD AREN’T THEY bright beautiful ladies they make me so happy hahaha

Anon said:Your blog has changed my life for the better. thank you

I’m sure that’s an exaggeration omfg but I’m happy I can make you happy!!!

Anon said:Gosh Fran, I just wait for Kirishima with his hair down to be animated. Thank god you indulge us with your doodles of his fluffy hair down while we wait! On another note... I love how you add some random details in your drawings (like Kiri's tag sticking out lol).

THANK YOU for noticing even the small things like that hahaha some details like that are more for my personal amusement than anything else, but it’s nice to know some people pick up on them too hahaha

#fran answers #taking a break from drawing today to let my hands rest #and my back too #sometimes i should think about this sorta stuff as well #........................#then again tomorrow and the day after i won't be able to draw as well so #maybe i'll indulge a bit later #who knows #!!#anonymous

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wannaonestars · 7 years ago

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the little mermaid au! ong seongwoo

the following scenario is based on the traditional storyline. please keep note that there are many different versions of the story, and not just the disney one.

ok so you’re the mermaid/merman (your preference) who adores humans bc like it’s so cool they have legs?? the idea of having legs and being on land just FASCINATES you and you’re sneaking around the shores to watch humans

and one day you’re just swimming on the surface and saying hi to the cute seagulls when you notice the sky turning dark and the clouds getting shady so like it was basically time to go

but just then you notice a ship floating like nowhere cLOSE to the shore

even though mermaids were always called a myth and you’d get chewed out if anyone saw ur tail you’re like…I need to save them >:((

and so you swim over to save the poor souls when suddenly rain just started POURING and the winds picked up out of nowhere and then you saw a body fall into the sea

you’re like oh shIT and suddenly accelerated in water to save the poor soul

you eventually find him and you get rly alarmed bc he isn’t struggling or anything he’s just kinda lifelessly sinking

you grab him and basically turn into an underwater jet bc you’d never swam so fast no not even when your mermaid mom told you dinner was ready

getting him to shore was so difficult because 1) the human was heavy and 2) you had no legs so you had to crawl to get far enough onto land

the dude (seongwoo if y’all didn’t realize yet) still wasn’t moving and you were panicking like??? he shouldn’t be dead yet

you do the mermaid version of cpr which was to….press your lips against his to suck all the seawater out of him

a minute later you start getting dizzy because you’re getting too dry so you had to crawl back into the sea…and you proceed to go back home but you just…couldn’t get that man out of your head….

meanwhile a princess from a different country visiting seongwoo’s found him collapsed on the beach and shook him awake and seongwoo’s like…what happened??

let’s call the princess rika like that snake from mystic messenger

anywaYS

rika told him that she “”saved”” him from drowning and he’s like…oh and that’s what she ends up telling the his father aka the KING and rumors spread around the palace like crazy like everyone was like damn they probably gonna get married now

meanwhile on yOUR END you were swimming towards the sea witch’s domain to ask for a pair of legs because after being on land and feeling the frustrations of being unable to stay for too long you REALLY wanted to become a human

the sea witch asks for your voice in exchange which was…a huge price

your singing is like the only thing that anyone’s ever praised you for so giving it up would be the same as tossing away half of your identity but…u know what, in the human world no one’s gonna know u anyway

so she casts a spell and gives you the legs u wanted and then shoots u out of the sea

after you get to shore and struggle to get the hang of walking for like 7 hours you pick up some rags to cover yourself bc that stupid witch didn’t give u any clothes

you just want to explore the village and ur getting looks bc wtf ur wearing some dirty rags with sand all over and wobbling like jello but u don’t rly care

suddenly you find a boy aka sEONGWOO in a quiet part of the area just…dancing and you were like!!! oh my gOD that’s amazing how can his legs and arms move like that…

and without thinking you start…singing a melody to go along with his movements and seongwoo snaps his head around and is like??? holy moly what but a split second later he breaks out into this wide grin and just keeps dancing and going along to your wordless song with a contemporary style

you’re a little weirded out urself bc weren’t u supposed to lose your voice??

the witch from her chamber: SHIT I FUCKED THE SPELL UP

anyways ur like lol whatever my win and when u end your song seongwoo approaches you and is like…hey, who are you?

let’s pause for a second and imagine seongwoo with a long sleeved white collared shirt with the first few buttons not buttoned and like windswept black hair

anyways ur like holy triton he’s hot and you tell him your name and he starts questioning where u live and stuff and why you’re dressed like this and when you’re unable to give him a proper answer he’s like…hey do you wanna come with me? bc he figures that you might be an abandoned child

he smiles that prINCELY smile of his and says “you sing really well. i’d love to have a performance with you again.”

and then he calls his horse over to give you a ride back to the palace

listen…if u thought seongwoo driving a car was good pls imagine prince seongwoo riding a horse

when you guys get to the palace rika dASHES towards seongwoo and swallows him into a hug and you’re both like?????

rika: bABE!!! father agreed to our marriage!!!!!!!!!

seongwoo: what

rika: it’s in two months!!!!!!!!!

seongwoo: wHAT

he’s so confused because his father literally nEVER discussed this with him and then a few seconds later when he finally understood the situation he immediately pushes rika off and sprints to his father’s study to argue

seongwoo: father?? why am I suddenly hearing news of marriage????

father: well, she did save you from drowning

seongwoo: I doubt it wtf her clothes weren’t even WET…like the most she could’ve done was shake me awake dad

father: ridiculous. I believe her claims like i’ve known her for three dayS seongwoo that’s enough for me to be able to tell that she’s an angel >:0. you’re already a young adult my son you need to find a partner soon so unless you can find a better option than rika then this marriage is gonna continue.

ten minutes later seongwoo comes out upset and annoyed and without saying anything else he just leaves for his room

you follow him bc like :((( poor bab. his door wasn’t locked so you just enter and ask if he’s okay

seongwoo smiles a little and just says “yeah…” but you knew he wasn’t

you: hey…it’s okay to talk to me about it

and tbh??? you’re literally the first person who’s ever shown any hint of genuine care for him without any motives…all seongwoo remembered from his childhood was getting spoiled silly because no one dared to get on the king’s bad side

and he tells you how he’s frustrated with all these decisions getting made for him and that he has absolutely no interest in an arranged marriage with someone who he doesn’t even know and for a whole half of hour he kinda just spills to you his entire childhood and the little things that he had been annoyed with but never had anyone to tell

and then he just exhales bc like that was sO much that he just dumped on you…and this is the point in which seongwoo unconsciously develops a special bond with you

and then he lets out a little laugh and ruffles your hair and is like lol sorry…let’s get you some decent clothes to try on ok? and he calls some maids over to get ur shit together

while changing into these weird (BUT EXTREMELY PRETTY) new clothes you realize that he was the boy you saved…but who would believe you?? you couldn’t be like hey guess what i’m the mermaid who saved u but i became a human last night

like the ppl here seem stupid but not that stupid

when you meet seongwoo again at the balcony with your combed hair and pretty clothes seongwoo was like oh my god…..they look gorgeous

he didnt say that tho like this is still ong mcongity the ongth ongster seongwoo

so he just winks and said “you’re gorgeous but….well, now ur next to me buddy ;)”

you shove him a lil and he laughs and then he asks u if you could sing for him again

and he just dances to your music all night long with an expression of pure bliss and at some point he grabs your hands and makes you dance with him hehe

cue ur dumb mermaid butt falling and tripping like 99 times but seongwoo enjoys it so much that he just laughs and pretends to fall with you

the next few days is just you and seongwoo singing and dancing like whenever y'all pass by each other in the hallways he makes the uGLIEST expression and just moves his arms and legs like an octopus and that always makes you giggle so hard bc that actually reminds u of ur octopus friends fredrick and joseph back at sea

he didn’t give a flying flick about wedding preparations and always avoided talking about it by grabbing you and fleeing to the town square to perform in front of whoever wanted to watch

rika always got livid whenever she hears that both the prince and u disappeared and would stay up as late as she could to “talk about it with her future husband” but u know what seongwoo doesn’t give a flying flick about her either so it’s just “yeah yeah” before he leaves again

you two get so much recognition and love from the townspeople they’re adore the performances so much and just get drawn to y’all like they’re in a trance

it’s so much fun!! some people even joke that u two are perfect for each other lmao

seongwoo: folds his ears to hide the blushing red tips

and then it gets to the point where!!! the king!!!!! asks you two to perform for the visiting countries!!!!!!!!!

it’s such an honor but honestly you feel so pressured bc like what if your voice cracks???? but seongwoo notices your nervousness quickly and so he walks over and grabs your hands and squeezes them and just says

“i believe in you.”

and your heart just MELTS bc…seongwoo had the softest and most gentle look on his face when he said that

“i really, truly, absolutely, definitely, totally—”

“stop,,,,right there,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,” like dammit seongwoo DONT RUIN THE MOMENT

and then he takes your hand in a much more elegant manner and leads you onto the dance floor…where the two of you perform with every fiber of your being

once your song and his dance and the thunderous applause ends seongwoo turns to you with this grin that stretches across from one end of his face to the other and u rly can’t resist smiling back as widely as he is

a short while later you two are at the balcony again laughing about stuff when suddenly seongwoo goes “you know…I really wish that this could go on forever…like, just you and i dancing and singing together until my bones break”

you don’t know what to say to that bc his expression is so serious like he doesn’t look like the usual joking dude who eats ur slice of pizza when ur not looking

and suddenly u feel seongwoo leaning closer to you….like his face is INCHES away from yours and u can feel his breath on your skin…….

“if you agree to it…i can ask my father to stop the wedding so that….you and i can be together instead…”

you’re like sweating right now bc??? what is he saying???? and for a few seconds you can’t tell whether that loud thumping sound was coming from your chest or his

“you’re the first person who i’ve been able to confide in and talk to…I don’t care what your background is, I—actually, what am I saying haha this is embarrassing, never mind—”

“yes”

his eyes pop wide open and he’s like??? what?????

you make this embarrassed lil smile and just go,,, “i’m willing to spend the rest of my life with you, ong seongwoo.”

seongwoo’s entire body just flares up and this burst of joy EXPLODES within him and he’s absolutely unable to contain it so he suddenly pulls you into a bear hug and spins you around and around

and he’s laughing like…after over twenty years of being treated like a he could never be a normal person and enduring the fake kindness being thrown at him for self benefit he finally found happiness and it’s honestly the BEST feeling that he’s ever experienced

and you’re laughing while in his arms but the you suddenly say “"hey…but what if i’m a mermaid?”

he almost drops u like wHAT

but then a second later his wits take over bc hey he’s ong mcongity the ongth ongster seongwoo

and he makes this playful grin and is like “it was my childhood dream to marry a mermaid”

this is probs gonna be like the longest scenario I ever write… anyways, thank for reading this far LOL I hope you liked it!! this is probably 100 times more cliche and stupid than it already was in my head but lmfao i’ve always kinda wanted to put twists in original fairy tales. maybe i’ll do this for other members? idk, we’ll see how much inspiration I can get ٩( ᐛ )و

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