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reidgraygubler · 4 years ago

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i would get beat to smithereens... (spencer reid/reader)

Title: i would get beat to smithereens Request: no Couple: Spencer Reid/Gen-Neutral!Reader Category: fluff w/ slight angst; song fic Content Warning: swearing, talks about psychical fights, descriptions of a flight, mentions of blood, talks about verbal arguments, mentions of alcohol, Word Count: 4,544 Summary: Spencer Reid is in love with his best friend and would do anything for them… including getting into a fight with a stranger making Reader uncomfortable A/N: this is based on smithereens by twenty one pilots. i feel like it has spencer vibes, and i needed it in my life. thanks for the love! check out my masterlist :)

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“I'm not a profiler. I'm just a doctor," I groaned, looking over at Luke and JJ. They were both looking at me like they were disappointed I was making it sound like I was useless to the team.

"If you weren't a profiler, you wouldn't be a part of the team!" JJ scoffed as she stirred her straw around in her glass of now mostly ice. I looked at her and raised an eyebrow. I could feel the teasing smile tug on my lips as I glanced at the man sitting beside me. Spencer was staring down at the table, bored out of his mind. Penelope was the one who dragged him along, really. Though, I was happy he was here.

"Okay, that's true, but I'm not the best profiler. I'm like the worst profiler… above Spencer," I teased with a smile. Spencer gawked at me, about ready to shoot back. "I'm kidding, Pretty Boy." I winked at him. He glared at me as he returned his eyes back to the table. "Emily asked me to be a part of the team for injuries you fools get out on the field and to help injured victims before the ambulance gets to the scene. I hardly do any profiling. Just here to help you poor, injured souls," I beamed. JJ laughed and shook her head.

"I'd say…" Luke looked over at me. He had gauze covering his arm, from where he got cut by an unsub. I looked over at him, mildly amused. “I’d take you over an ER nurse any day.” He smiled at me. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm much nicer than ER nurses anyway. You know that, Lukey-Poo," I laughed lightly before sipping my drink. Luke looked at me momentarily before dropping his gaze to the tabletop.

“I still think you’re one of the best profilers and doctors on the team.” JJ smiled at me before glancing at Spencer. He was looking down at his water, no longer listening to our conversation.

"I'm a medical doctor! I'm nothing like our resident genius!" I half exclaimed as I sipped my drink. I lifted my other hand and placed it on Spencer’s shoulder. He tensed under my touch before shrugging my hand off his shoulder. I glanced at him before looking towards Emily. She smiled and shrugged.

"There is a reason why I asked you to be a part of the team, ya know." Emily looked at me. I shrugged as I stood up. Spencer looked up at me and raised an eyebrow.

“Oh please, Em, you’re just flattering me.” I smiled as I sipped the rest of my drink. “I’m going to get another drink. Anyone want anything?” I pointed to each person. JJ and Emily passed, nursing their last drinks for the evening, Luke wanted another beer, Tara wanted whatever I was getting, and Penelope wanted another fruity cocktail. Spencer and Matt were pouring themselves another glass of water. “I’ll be right back.” I smiled at them all before grabbing my empty bottle by the neck.

I sauntered over towards the bar, swinging the bottle beside me. A few men were standing and sitting at the bar, laughing and talking amongst each other. I didn’t think much of it, people talking to each other. I mean, that’s what I was doing with all my friends. But there was something about these people that felt… off.

“Hey, there sexy.” A person leaned beside me on the counter. I flashed him a nervous smile before looking back down at my phone. The person stayed beside me, talking and thinking I was listening to him. “You wanna get outta here?” they asked, leaning closer to me. I glanced at him and shrugged.

“I’m actually going to watch a movie with my friends tonight,” I gestured back towards my friends, I would go as far as calling them family. The person looked towards them and shrugged.

“Maybe you could come home with me instead,” they kept their voice low. The bartender placed a tray on the counter in front of me, the four drinks I ordered on it. I shoved my phone in my pocket before placing my hands on either side of the tray. The person lifted his hand and grasped my wrist, tight.

“Can you let go of me?” I smiled at him. My smile was kind, yet stern. I was hoping they’d let me go with that, because I didn’t want to get any meaner. I had to be mean at work, and I didn’t want to be mean unless I had to. A dark smile grew on their lips as he stared at me.

“Let’s get outta here,” they whispered. I jerked my hand from their grasp and looked at them.

“Maybe next time. Now let me go before I whip your ass,” I spat at them. They raised their hands away from me and watched as I grabbed for the tray again. “Because that will happen,” I glared at the person before turning and going towards my table.

“Here we are, beer for Luke, beer for Tara, fruity cocktail for Penelope, and beer for me,” I smiled as I set each drink in front of each person. I returned to my seat beside Spencer. He seemed tense, he wasn’t this tense before I went to get drinks.

I silently sipped my drink and joined back in their playful banter. But something about the way Spencer was sitting was starting to stress me out. I looked at him and furrowed my eyebrows.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, placing my bottle back on the table. He was staring across the bar. People had begun crowding the place, so it was near impossible to know what he was exactly staring at. Spencer stayed silent and shrugged. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. “Listen, I know I just said I’m not the best profiler. But I know you well enough to know that something is wrong. Now, Reid, what’s wrong,” I whispered and rested a hand on his knee.

“Nothing’s wrong. Promise,” he whispered as he looked at me as he brushed my hand off his body. I wrinkled my nose and shook my head. It was clear that something happened to change his mood, but I have no idea what it could have been.

Instead of worrying about why Spencer was suddenly in a bad mood, I rejoined the interesting banter between the rest of the group. But, I couldn’t help but notice the way Spencer glared across the bar and at the other patrons instead of being in our conversations. I hope he isn’t mad that I didn’t get him a drink. He didn’t want another drink.

The night at the bar came to an end and everyone parted ways. I was more than happy to go home. The exhaustion from the day and the creeps at the bar made me even more tired and it hit me hard. Though I’d miss my friends, I’d see them in the morning at work.

A glass of red wine sat on the coffee table as the tv sat on with a random channel. I was sitting on the ground behind the coffee table with several different case files flipped open. I still needed to sign on some papers and help a few old colleagues with their mysterious health cases.

I stretched my legs out in front of me as I grabbed for my wine glass. Just as the glass hit my lips, my phone started vibrating like crazy on the coffee table. I lowered my wine glass and picked up my phone.

“Hello?” I asked. I should have checked the caller ID to see who it was. I’m just so used to answering without looking. This time it would have prepared me for what was about to come.

“I need you to come pick me up,” Spencer’s tone was low as he spoke. I raised an eyebrow and looked towards the front door. “Right now if possible, please,” his tone sounded serious, yet incredibly panicked. I just saw him not even 2 hours ago. He was fine then. He should be at home, reading, or sleeping. Why is he so panicky?

“Spencer, is everything okay?” I stood up and went towards the front door. He stayed silent for a moment, and shuffling came from his side of the call. I slipped my sweater and shoes on before grabbing my car keys to leave.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” he sighed, clearly lying. I swallowed back my sarcastic comment and shook my head.

“Where are you?” I asked as I got into my car. He stayed silent for a moment, probably trying to figure out what to tell me.

“The bar,” his voice was even lower. I dropped my shoulders and pressed my head into the headrest.

“Didn’t you leave with everyone else? What happened?” I asked after a moment of silence.

“I’ll tell you when you get here,” he whispered before hanging up. I let out a deep sigh before tossing my phone onto the passenger’s seat. I drove in silence, very annoyed that I had to go back out, even though I was already in my pajamas. Even though I was annoyed, I was more concerned about Spencer and why he was being so cryptic on the phone.

When I finally pulled up to the bar, Spencer was sitting outside on the curb. His face was pressed into his hands, clearly, he regretted something. I pulled up just in front of him before I got out.

“What happened, Spencer.” I looked down at him. A few of the patrons outside were looking at me and my pajamas (which consisted of sweatpants and a sweater). I glared at them as I stood in front of Spencer.

He took a deep breath before looking up at me. Blood was trickling down his nose (which looked broken), and a cut was on his lower lip. On his jawline, there were a few more, slightly deeper, cuts. His left eye and cheekbone were already turning a deep blue/purple color. And the back of his hands and knuckles were black and blue and bloody.

“Spencer,” I gasped as I looked at him. He pressed his lips together in a thin line as he looked up at me. “C’mon, I have stuff at home,” I whispered as I offered him my hand. He stared at it for a moment before taking it. He winced as I pulled him up. His nose was wrinkled as he placed a hand on his side. Please tell me this bastard doesn’t have broken ribs.

Spencer silently got into my car and I looked at all the people outside. I glanced over my shoulder at the man in my car before booking back at the people outside.

“Do you guys know what happened?” I asked as I folded my arms over my chest.

“You’re toothpick boyfriend there picked a fight with someone twice his size,” a guy spoke up. I looked in his direction and dropped my shoulders.

“Not my boyfriend. But thanks,” I muttered before getting back into my car. Spencer stayed silent as I sat, placing my hands low on the steering wheel. “You’re not going to tell me what happened?” I glanced at him as I started the car. He looked over at me and slightly shook his head. I let out a tired sigh before taking off and speeding towards my house.

“I... I got into a fight with someone at the bar,” he kept his voice low as we entered my home. I gestured towards the couch, silently telling him to sit down. “Guy was a beefcake… Like Derek,” he muttered. I stared at him for a minute before disappearing into the kitchen. I grabbed my arsenal of a first aid kit, and a bag of frozen peas (and a dishrag to go around it). I handed him the peas as I sat beside him on the couch.

"Spencer, you can’t just go up to a dude bigger than you like you're Captain America. You end up in my living room with a black eye and a bloody nose if you do that," I said as I popped open my first aid kit. Spencer looked at me as he adjusted the bag of frozen peas on his face.

"You seem to forget, I'm a part of the FBI. I'm used to stepping up to dudes much bigger than me and getting beat up." He watched me as I pulled out a gauze pad and some sterile tape.

"Okay, true. But you, Spencer Reid, weren't at work when I picked you up. You were at the bar," I pointed out as I grabbed a bottle of hydrogen peroxide. "It's not like you to just beat up a guy for the hell of it. You're always calm, cool, and collected. What's gotten into you," I asked as I poured some of the hydrogen peroxide onto a paper towel.

"I don't know," he kept his voice low as I moved closer to him. He seethed slightly as I pressed the soaked paper towel to his cheekbone. "It's not like I was at that bar alone," he muttered once I finally moved away from him.

"Yeah, but, Spence, you stayed behind for a reason. No one knows why you stayed behind. Usually Luke, and JJ even, know why you do something. But you stayed behind at a bar for no reason. And then I get a call from you, asking to pick you up?" I whispered as I peeled open a butterfly band-aid and pressed it to the shallow cut on his cheekbone.

"I guess I really don't know what came over me," he lied. It was clear that he lied. I dropped my hands to my lap and looked at him. "What?"

"It doesn't take a profiler to know that you're lying, Spencer," I muttered as I moved my hand to his jaw. I wrinkled my nose at the gnarliness of the cut there. It was much deeper than the one on his lip. Blood wasn’t oozing out like a gusher, but it was bad enough to be fixed as soon as possible. "You'll need stitches on your jaw," I whispered before going back to my first aid kit. My voice broke slightly as I dug around for the stitch kit I kept here. Tears were rolling down my cheeks and down my nose, falling into the kit on my lap. I didn’t mean to cry, I didn’t want to. He’s my best friend and the fact that he isn’t telling me why he did what he did… kinda hurts.

Spencer reached out to grab my hand. I looked back at him and shook my head. "Why did you get into a bar fight with a random guy?" I whispered as I wiped my cheeks. Spencer's nose twitched as he kept his eyes on my face.

"The way… the way he stepped up… to you… Words can't describe what I was feeling," he kept his voice low. His words were hesitant as he spoke them like he was sure that he was about to lose something. "And, you know… I never look for conflict for the thrill. But something about this guy just…" his tone got a little bit rough. The way his face twitched told me he was reliving the memories of the fight he just had nearly an hour and a half ago. I watched as he pulled the bag of peas from his face. He shook his head in frustration.

"What… what guy are you talking about, Spencer," I whispered as I stared at him. I should be preparing to stitch the gnarly wound on his jaw, but I can’t. He looked at me, something on his face was starting to scare me… And it wasn’t the black eye or bloody nose. It was the emotion he had that scared me. He wasn’t angry or annoyed, he seemed mildly frustrated and… There was something else, I just couldn’t name it.

“When you went to the bar, to get more drinks,” he swallowed roughly. I finally started to prepare the needle with the thread. I glanced up at him as I poured more hydrogen peroxide on a paper towel.

“This is gonna hurt a bit,” I whispered as I pressed the paper towel to his jaw. He winced and squeezed his eyes shut as I continued to clean. “I went to the bar more than once, Spence, you’ll have to be more specific.” I turned his head so I could get a better view of his wound.

“There was this guy. He kept approaching you whenever you got more drinks. It was obvious he was making you uncomfortable,” he spoke before I started fixing him. He winced again.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered, feeling more than bad that I’m the one doing this. “That’s what you get for having me stitch you up instead of going to the ER where you could have lidocaine,” I chuckled lightly. Spencer glanced at me. “Because I don’t have any here, not even patches,” I smiled lightly. I probably would have been the one to stitch him up at the hospital too. I’m the only doctor he trusts, other than himself. That being said, I’m the only medical doctor he trusts.

“I’d rather go to my doctor friend to have stitches done,” he whispered. He flexed his fingers a bit. “I did it for you, you know,” he looked at me as I pulled my hands away from him, finishing the stitch work on his face. I grabbed a tube of antibiotic ointment and the gauze.

“You know I’m capable of saying no to men who make me uncomfortable, Spencer, I work for the FBI, too, you know,” I laughed, reminding him that we were in fact co-workers. He watched as I placed a small piece of gauze on the stitching. Spencer gave me a knowing look, causing me to smile at him. “Okay, for the most part, I can say no.”

“Yeah, see, that’s why I went up to this guy. Gave him a piece of my mind… And then he gave me a piece of his mind in the form of a swift punch to the face.” Spencer smiled softly at me. I shook my head as I began cleaning up. That sounded just like Spencer though. Trying to talk to a guy about not being kind to one of his friends, only to be punched in the face.

“I think it was a little bit more than a swift punch to the face, Spencer,” I laughed as I pulled my gloves off. “How much do you even weigh?” I asked, trying to picture noodle boy Spencer Reid facing off a guy bigger than him. I’ve seen him go toe-to-toe with scary unsubs before, but this was different. Something about that image seemed fake.

“About 153,” he whispered as he placed the bag of peas back on his eye. I looked back at him as I stood up. The bag looked a little soggy and damp due to condensation and the warmth of his face.

“I’m going to get you a new bag of frozen peas and a glass of water,” I stuck out my hand to take the peas from him. He smiled as he handed the bag of melted peas.

“I’d do it again, you know,” his voice followed behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see that he was, in fact, following me into the kitchen. He leaned against the counter as I got a new bag of something frozen for his eye. I needed to buy new ice packs, otherwise, I’d give him one of those.

“Really now?” I asked, handing the bag over to him. He gently placed it over his eye and nodded. “You would get so messed up, more than you already are to protect my honor. I mean, you said you weigh about 153. Would you really do that?” I pulled the fridge open and pulled a bottle of water out. I placed it on the counter beside him. The image of him fighting a buff guy came back to my mind and I had to refrain from laughing.

“For you,” he started speaking, causing me to look at him. For me? What does he mean for me? My heart started to beat faster with nerves and anxiety. “For you, I would get beat to smithereens,” he whispered as he reached out to hold my hand. I stared at him and furrowed my eyebrows.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked, letting him take my hand into his. I should have cleaned his hands too, put ointment and bandages over them. I wrinkled my nose as I stared at his hand. Part of me wanted to pull my hand away and get the proper things to clean his hand, but I knew he wouldn’t allow that to happen. He knew that his hands needed the proper care, but I don’t think he 100% cares at the moment.

“What do you think it means?” Spencer asked, squeezing my hand lightly. I looked up at him, my shoulders dropping and tears slowly rolling down my cheeks. He looked back at me, his still expression frightened me a little bit. “I… I love you. That’s what it means,” he swallowed as he spoke. I stared at him before blinking. Tears started racing down my cheeks again, and there was nothing I could do to stop them.

“You…” I took a deep breath before throwing my arms around his torso. Spencer let out a breath as he wrapped his free arm around my body and held me close to him. His scent calmed me in a strange way, but I was okay with it. “Next time you decide to get into a bar fight, you better make sure everyone else is there,” I whispered as I looked up at him. I pressed my chin into his chest as I stared at him. A small smile twitched onto his lips as he looked down at me.

“And have everyone place their bets on if I’ll get out of there alive? Why do you think I waited till everyone left?” Spencer asked, keeping his hands on the small of my back. I smiled and placed my hand on his uninjured cheek before going up on my toes to kiss his lips.

“I love you too, you know,” I whispered as he pressed his forehead to mine. Spencer smiled knowingly and nodded.

“If I didn’t know I wouldn’t have gotten into a bar fight and called you to pick me up,” he whispered as he brought a hand to rest on the back of my head. I smiled before laughing lightly.

“Let’s go lie down. I’ll get you something for the pain,” I whispered, my thumb lightly rubbing his cheekbone. Spencer swallowed roughly and shook his head.

“No, no, it’s okay. I don’t need it. I’ll be fine,” he whispered, “Although, I would like to lie down. I’m exhausted.” He nodded. I smiled.

“Okay, suit yourself.” I shrugged before stepping away from him and leading him towards my bedroom. “You didn’t have to do that, Spencer, I hope you know that,” I whispered once we were both comfortable on the bed. Spencer rolled over to face me, pulling the blanket up to his face.

“I know. But I think we wouldn’t be where we are if I didn’t. And I would do it again if it meant being here with you like this,” he whispered as he rested his hand on my face. I looked up at him and smiled.

“I’ll let you be the one to explain why we showed up to work together and why you were beaten up at work tomorrow,” I chuckled and moved closer to him. He laughed and nodded before pressing his lips to my forehead.

“Glad to.” He looked down at me with a pleased smile.

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Spencer and I stood side by side in the elevator. Both his hands were now bandaged to protect the open wounds on his knuckles, but one of them was clasped around one of mine. I smiled and looked up at him.

“Do you know what you’re going to say to Emily when she asks about your new facial injuries?” I asked, bringing my hand to gently touch the stitches on his jaw. He hummed before shrugging. “Because you’re the least likely to get into a bar fight,” I laughed and retracted my hand when the door dinged open. We looked at each other one last time before stepping off the elevator, hand in hand.

“I can get in fights,” Spencer scoffed as we walked into the bullpen. I held back my cackle and shook my head. People looked over at Spencer and me as we stopped at his desk.

“Sure, you can get in ‘fights’, Spencer. If those fights are about Doctor Who and Star Trek.” I smiled at him. Spencer smiled at me before resting his hands on my waist. “But not bar fights,” I added as looked up at him.

“Whoa, what’s going on here?” Luke’s voice came from the conference room door. Spencer and I both looked in that direction and saw Luke, JJ, Tara, and Matt standing at the door. I looked back at Spencer and smiled.

“Well, as you can see, I am checking up on my patient.” I lifted a hand and gestured at Spencer’s face. JJ looked at Spencer with wide eyes. “Our wonderful Boy Genuis got into a bar fight last night and called his trusted doctor friend.” I smiled as I rested a hand on his chest.

“Wait,” Emily started as she stepped out of her office with David by her side, “Spencer got into a bar fight?” she looked at Spencer and me. I looked up at Spencer with an amused smile.

“Yeah, sure, Spencer got into a bar fight… But are you not looking at the way his arms are arou-” Luke started but stopped when Penelope loudly entered the room.

“Are you guys finally together?!” She shouted as she came up to us. I turned away from Spencer and smiled. “Shoot! I owe JJ $10,” she pouted and looked towards JJ. She was still looking at Spencer with concern.

“Are you okay?” JJ asked, keeping her eyes on Spencer.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Went to the best doctor I know,” he laughed as he wrapped his arms back around my waist. He pulled me so I was flush against his chest, making me laugh. “I’ll live. Just a mild disagreement last night at the bar.”

“Yeah, which ended up in you losing a fistfight.” I rolled my eyes. Penelope was staring at us in awe, clearly enjoying the sudden cuteness that was Spencer and me.

“I just can’t wrap my head around Spencer being in a bar fight,” Tara said as she looked at Spencer and then me. I laughed.

“I tried telling him he’s the least likely to get into a bar fight, and he didn’t believe me.” I looked up at all our friends and co-workers. They shared a light laugh and nodded.

“Okay, I’d love to hear the stories of how this came to be and this bar fight… But we got a case,” Emily spoke up as she looked at all of us. I pouted and looked up at Spencer. He grasped my hand and followed behind me towards the conference room.

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shhhlikeme · 4 years ago

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I HAVE A REQUEST!! i saw you were a new writer and decided to help start you off sort of🥺i’ve never requested anything before so please bear with me. maybe kageyama (literally love him) with a genius setter gf just like him👀 i literally have no plot but if you need one i can try and come up with one 😭😭

Kageyama x His Ultimate Setter Dream Girl ✨

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A/N: Thank you sooo much for requesting and helping me start off!! I definitely do not need a plot it’s optional on your part so what you sent is perf! Kageyama is lowkey bae so I hope you like it!! This is your meeting and depending on if you like it I may do a part 2 of how they are when they actually date!

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It all started when, during Nationals, Hinata convinced Kageyama to accompany him to the other side of the complex to watch the girls play

Hinata had a few friends that he promised to go and watch from back in middle school when they allowed him to practice with them. Plus he owed them a thank you

“Shōyōōōōō!!!!! Ouuuuuu are you guys going to watch the girls?! NICE! Can we come?!” Nishinoya pleaded standing up from where they were sitting in the bleachers. Tanaka was right beside him pleading too as always.

Before Hinata could agree Daichi who was sitting behind them—glowered at Yuu and Ryu and pulled them back down by their shirts.

“Absolutely not.” The captain said sternly. “These two knuckle-heads already got banned from the girls side of the complex.” He glared at the two second years who cowered immediately.

Kageyama shook his head at his upperclassmen. “I don’t even want to know......” he mutters under his breath before following a skipping Hinata.

Kageyama went despite the fact that he was a little bored by volleyball if he wasn’t watching future opponents

he could use the break and they had time to kill anyway so no harm no foul

SIKE. Prepare for a lot of harm and a smidge of foul. He didn’t expect to see you there

Kageyama and Hinata found a great spot on the above bleachers and Hinata pointed to the team you played on since he knew you.

“There! Number 14! That’s Y/N — she’s in our year can you believe—“

Kags’ jaw dropped

He definitely didn’t hear Hinata anymore once his eyes stopped on your numbered jersey

Listen... I know in most teenage boys minds they think something similar to ‘omg there’s a hot girl!! look at her hair look at her legs look at her rack’ but when Kags saw you he didn’t see any of that

Well, not immediately.....

Instead, he was completely captivated by your playing style.

Tobio couldn’t help but think that if Karasuno were crows then you must be a freaking unicorn. Your technique was outrageously unique that incorporated back sets so beautiful that made you seem unreal......much like a unicorn.

The way you played is like you are pulling off miracle sets time and time again... except you made them look easy

Your wrist motion was captivating

Your spiral-stops were perfectly executed

The setter plays you called were impeccable

“She’s better than me....” Kageyama whispered to no one in particular. He doesn’t even realize he said it. Hinata just gaps at him before nodding and adding a “Duh.”

Hinata honey don’t write your death wish this isn’t death note

Good thing Kags was too distracted by your playing

He was a goner okay. Watching you play was slightly short of erotic

The way you adjusted to each one of your spikers was unprecedented

The blocks you made were clearly highly calculated

Your setter dumps were even enough to make him whimper under his breath. Kageyama had to punch Hinata so he would stop asking why he just made that sound.

Kags’ mind was—as Hinata would say: KA-BLOOM 💥— or way out of his depth here

And to make matters worse.....when you finally stopped playing and joined your team to celebrate your victory, Kageyama’s “I’M A MALE” instincts finally kicked back in as he realized just how breathtakingly beautiful you are.

He was able to suppress it because he was captivated by your playing style but now that you weren’t playing--a tidal wave hit him with the ‘omg there’s a hot girl!! look at her hair look at her legs look at her rack’ thoughts......

To make matters EVEN worse x2 his eyes bugged out when he realized you were the co-captain.

“A-first year???? Captain????” His eyebrows met in the middle in disbelief.

Hinata beamed. “Yup! Y/N is rated the #1 setter in the country for high school girls. She taught me how to set. She’s awesome and such a people person they would be stupid not to make her captai—hey!”

Kageyama was up and out of his seat in an instant. He pulls Hinata out of the stands by his arm.

“You will introduce me. Now.” His mind: Goddess.

Hinata whined like a toddler until Kageyama let him go. Shōyō rubbed his arm while pouting, saying that all Kageyama had to do was ask nicely since he was going to say hi to you anyway.

Kageyama waits on the court for your team to collect their things. He couldn’t take his eyes off of you and he felt his heart start pounding

You were quite possibly the best setter he’s ever seen at a tournament. Oikawa would quake in his boots

Kageyama suddenly felt rage at the idea of ladies-man Oikawa taking any interest in you. Whoa, that was weird. He hasn’t even met you and he’s already feeling some type of way

Anyway, you tell your team to take their lunch as you walk off the court. You look around hoping to find your friend Hinata that you haven’t seen since middle school!

Out of the corner of your eye you spot a familiar orange ball jumping up in the air and waving his hands. He was yelling your name and people were shooting him dirty looks. Smiling, you held your bag closer to your shoulder and jogged over to your old friend “Hi Shōyō!”

You hugged him and listened to him go on a rant about how good you were and how much he thanks you for teaching him how to play until someone clears their throat rather loudly.

You look over and see a taller boy in the same uniform as Hinata looking pointedly annoyed with Hinata’s blabbing. He had dark hair, dark eyes, and frankly his entire demeanor was dark

But was he ever HOT AS HELL DAMN (you would opt for never seeing light again if that meant you could bask in his darkness)

You stared at him for a little until Hinata spoke

“Oh right. Y/N, this is my scary setter Kageyama. He really wanted to meet you—“

Kags turned red at Shōyō’s last words which took you back. This mean-looking totally attractive guy just blushed?! And he wanted to meet you? Why???

“Hi, I’m Y/N.” You put your hand out for Kageyama to take and he did, staring at you intently.

You would be lying if you didn’t feel butterflies. Neither of you said anything you just got lost in each others gaze.

“So! Kageyama here is in our year too. He’s the one I told you about that I played and he was so rude... otherwise known as the king of the—hey!”

Bumping him into next week with his hip, Kageyama pushed Hinata out of the way roughly.

So you know how every time Kags meets a great setter he creepily bombards them with a string of setter questions in order to get better ? It’s like automatic for him

Ya well there are no exceptions to that rule

He doesn’t care that you’re a girl— he doesn’t care that you’re the sexiest girl he’s ever met— the boy is a robot when it comes to the setter position and so he lets it loose just like he did when he spoke to Kenma for the first time after the first crow vs. cat game : speaking so fast that he sounded like he was speaking in tongues:

“HowLongHaveYouBeenASetter?WhoTaughtYouHowToBeASetter?WhatWouldYouCallYourStyle?HowDidYouSetter-DumpLikeYouDidInTheFirstSetLikeThatEvenThoughThose2BlockersWereInFrontOfYou?YouCanPass,SetAndSpikeSoWhyDidYouChooseSetting?HowAreYouNotTheTallestButYourJumpSetIsSoPrecise?WhatTypeOfTrainingRegimenDoYouDo?HowLongDidItTakeYouToBeTheBest?WhatDoINeedToDoToBecomeLikeYou? Will you please let me take you out on a date next weekend?!”

shocked, half because Kageyama is still shaking your hand while he speaks like he doesn’t know what sentence pauses are, the other half shocked because you think he just asked you out?!

“Umm......” Your mind tries to catch up with your body that just increased to an incredibly high degree.

Kageyama gives you a look of determination that makes you gulp. You recognize that look. You know that look. All setters know that look. It’s the look of determination when we tell ourselves that we will not lose this game. A shiver ran through you when you realized it was you that he was so determined to win.

A game, huh?

Meanwhile, in Kageyama’s mind... though he realized that he asked every setter question under the sun like he always does — the asking you out part was so automatic that it hadn’t registered yet because he’s never had to worry about that before. That’s the only reason this cutie isn’t combusting damn

I know y’all were wondering

Kags is in setter mode and love mode he doesn’t know how to act

Finally, you release your hand from his just as your teammates call you over for food. As Captain, duty called.

Looking up at this sexy setter in front of you, you nod. “Uh, sure, Kageyama. I’ll tell you what - I’d love to go out with you. But just as a little pay back for being so mean to my friend Shōyō over there— back in middle school and now.... then I’ll only agree if you win your next game. Then and only then can you get my number from Hinata, okay? I gotta jet.” You give him a warm smile and a wink before jogging out of the gym to meet your team.

Kags, finally registering what you said........ he combusts. He can’t get over how hot you looked when you just winked at him and that he actually asked you out without meaning to.

You said you’d LOVE to go out with him!!!!!!

Well.....if he wins the next game. All because of her thinking you need to treat that stupid bug Hinata better.

Hinata sticks his tongue out at Kags as he rubs his side.

“That really hurt Kageyama. And what happened to you being a dumby or an asshole when it came to cute girls? Now you know how to ask them out??? Man I wish Y/N was smart enough to make the condition that you had to be nice to everyone for her to agree to go out with you because you don’t deserve a girlfriend as pretty as her— and I want to win too.” He starts walking back to the boys’ side of the gym.

“That was my first time ever asking a girl out for your information. And watch the way you talk about my future wife, boke. Just hit my sets and win this next game.”

smirking, Kageyama’s thoughts filled with mental images of you setting, you winking at him sexily and the way your smaller hand fit in his large one perfectly. He thought about how he would make your date next week one for the books.

He really wanted you.

Let’s just say how badly he wanted you was very apparent to Hinata due to the fact that in Karasuno’s next game in Nationals: Kags was the honorary ace. And they won.

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neerasrealm · 4 years ago

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would it be too much to request a part 2 to cody x demi!reader where cody takes y/n to the mansion with the intention of just introducing them to ej, only for them to meet the whole family (including slender and jack who DEFINITELY don’t think of themselves as y/n’s new fathers and TOTALLY don’t have the wedding planned and y/n’s new room converted and CERTAINLY are not starting to work on a nursery in hopes of becoming grandfathers)

please ignore everything in the parentheses 😂

YES YES YOU MAY XFHSGFSAGHDF I HAD A BLAST WRITING THIS FHDGDSH SLENDERFAM JUST EMBARRASSING CODY WAS SO FUN. That’s probably why this story is 6.4k words long AGDSHFGS

enjoy

‘’Hey, y/n?’’

You look up from your laptop and half-typed essay at your boyfriend. His name is Cody! And he has the softest honey-brown hair and dazzlingly bright green eyes. He’s standing in your doorway, leaning out from behind your door, with his hand holding his phone up to his ear. You tilt your head at him.

‘’I uh- I was wondering if you’d like to come hang out with a friend of mine later? Just the three of us.’’

A friend? Cody- Cody told you he didn’t have friends. Odd. Maybe he made one! You smile at the thought and nod. ‘’Sure!’’

Cody smiles wide and nods. ‘’Yeah, yeah we’ll come!’’ he chirps into the phone, sounding excited. He disappears from view, behind the door, and closes it. From just outside your room you can hear him excitedly chattering to someone. You smile to yourself.

This essay can wait.

-----

‘’So how long have you had this...friend?’’

Cody looks up at you. The two of you are walking through a park- specifically, the park where you asked him to be your boyfriend. He’s wearing his regular track jacket, and has his hood pulled up.

‘’Oh uh- y’know...a couple months…’’ he murmurs, scratching at his neck. ‘’You’ll like him! He’s a chill dude- just uh-’’ he fidgets a bit. ‘’He has a uh- a skin condition! So he wears a mask...try not to mention it, okay? He’s kinda insecure about it.’’

You nod. Oh- poor guy. You decide not to pry any further after that. Cody having a friend is rare, and you don’t want to scare them off. The two of you walk into the forest bordering the park and you look around nervously. It isn’t dark, just evening. But that’s really only a small comfort. Cody takes your hand and squeezes it, like he can tell you’re scared. The two of you eventually arrive in a clearing, away from any and all trails. You frown. ‘’Where are we?’’

‘’This is the spot where he said he’d meet us.’’ Cody murmurs. He looks around. ‘’Weird- he’s not normally la-’’

‘’Hey Cody.’’ a deep voice growls behind you. You yelp and jump in surprise, stumbling away. Cody does the same.

‘’Dude!’’ he yelps. ‘’Stop doing that!’’

You turn and look at the person behind you. Your eyes widen. He’s incredibly tall and dressed casually in sneakers, grey sweatpants and a black hoodie. Your eyes go to the face. He’s wearing a mask, as you expected. It’s blue, and the face is smooth and flat. The eyes are pitch black, with black splotches trickling down the eyes like tears. Fluffy auburn hair hangs over his masked face. He’s- calm. Docile. Just standing there casually with his hands in his pockets. His head slowly turns from Cody to you. His gaze- though he has no visible eyes, bores straight through you, making a cold shiver run down your spine.

‘’Sorry.’’ he grunts. Cody looks at you and gestures to the tall, masked guy.

‘’y/n...this is Jack. Jack, this is y/n.’’

Jack stares at you for a moment, then steps forward. You back up in fear. He pulls his hand from his pocket and holds it out to you. You stare. His hand is big, with sharp black nails that remind you of claws, and ashy grey skin. Right- skin condition. Not wanting to be rude, you take his hand and shake it.

‘’Nice to meet you.’’ Jack’s voice is soft, friendly. ‘’Sorry for scaring ya. I tend to do that…’’ he sounds so sad and apologetic- all fear melts away and you smile gently at him.

‘’It’s okay.’’ you pull your hand away. ‘’It’s a pleasure to me-’’ you stop when Jack holds a clawed finger up. He looks around, sniffing the air. Cody suddenly looks worried.

‘’Something wrong dude?’’

Jack pauses for a moment, then looks at a bush. He lurches toward it, then reaches in. You stare in confusion until-

‘’Hey! HEY!’’

‘’AGH- EJ GET OFF-!’’

Jack lifts two...young...boys...out of the bush. One of them is dressed in a white hoodie and ripped black jeans with converse sneakers. His messy black hair is tied back in a loose ponytail. The other is blonde, with tanned, faded skin and...pointed ears. He’s wearing a green sweater and blue jeans with brown boots. The two boys struggle in Jack’s grip until he steps back and drops them down on the ground. Cody stares in horror as this whole thing happens.

‘’Oh you’ve gotta be kidding me-’’ you hear him whisper. You look from him to the two boys. The black haired boy grunts unhappily and rubs at his head. Looking at him more, you realise his skin is deathly pale. A white, barely pink colour, and his face has two jagged scars curling up from each corner of his mouth in a morbid smile. He looks up and blinks at you.

‘’Who’s the lab rat?’’

‘’They’re not a lab rat!’’ Cody spits.

‘’Food?’’ The blonde boy asks. His bright blue eyes look from you to Jack, who shakes his head.

‘’How’d you two sneak after me?’’ He asks, crouching down. ‘’How didn’t I smell ya?’’

‘’I took a shower.’’ the black haired boy says smugly.

‘’I stopped showering.’’ the blonde says, sounding proud.

‘’That explains it.’’ Jack stands up. You look at Cody and- oh. Oh god.

He looks angry. The angriest you’ve ever seen him. Angrier than that time a guy told you ‘demisexual isn’t a valid identity’. When that happened, Cody broke the guy’s nose and beat him into unconsciousness. You had to literally drag him away before he killed the poor guy! You look at the two kids in worry.

‘’What the FUCK,’’ His voice starts off soft and angry, only to turn into a furious bark. ‘’IS WRONG WITH YOU TWO?!’’ The four of you all flinch. Cody glares daggers at his friends.

‘’Cody calm down-!’’ The blonde yelps.

‘’OH FUCK OFF BEN!’’ He marches forward, but Jack quickly gets in front of him and grips him by the shoulders. Cody glares up at the gentle giant, who very softly pets his head.

‘’Ssshhhh…’’ He shushes. ‘’Go to your happy place, X.’’

Cody’s glare hardens. He inhales sharply, closes his eyes and then- flops...against Jack’s chest. Jack rubs circles into his back. That’s- that’s exactly what you do with him when he's angry- there’s no way Jack has only known him for a few months.

‘’...Babes...?’’ you very gently and very carefully ask. Cody shifts, looking at you. ‘’Uh- so...who’re these guys…?’’

Cody stands back up and sighs. He gestures to the two terrified looking boys. ‘’y/n...these are Jeff and Ben...my-’’ he hesitates. ‘’My brothers.’’

‘’Brothers?’’ you look at the two boys. They’re on the ground, holding each other. They blink at you.

‘’Babes?’’ The black haired boy asks. He looks at Cody, then at you. His mouth opens. ‘’Wait!’’ he jumps to his feet and runs at you. You stumble back as he invades all of your personal space. Up close, you can see he has a green eye and a brown eye, and that his skin is...burnt. ‘’You’re y/n?!’’

‘’I literally just called them that.’’ Cody mutters. ‘’That’s Jeff. He’s dumb. Be patient with him.’’

Jeff steps back away from you. He looks you over for a few seconds. ‘’I like ‘em,’’ he says, glancing at Cody. He looks back at you. ‘’Your taste in guys sucks though. I mean- Cody? Really?’’

‘’Jeff I am going to kill you.’’

You laugh, half out of anxiety and half out of actual amusement. This is weird. So weird. Very weird. ‘’You- never mentioned brothers…’’ you murmur. Cody glances at you, then the others.

‘’Uh- give- give us a second.’’ he mutters before walking toward you and pulling you into the bushes and behind a tree. You stare at him, surprised.

‘’What’s going on?’’

‘’I’ve...been lying to you.’’

‘’Again?’’ you stare up at him, confused. He winces.

‘’Yes...again- but it’s for a good reason this time!’’ he takes a deep breath. ‘’I...I wasn’t homeless. I actually live- or- lived, here in the woods. With Jeff, Jack and Ben.’’ he tilts his head at you to make sure you’re following. You nod for him to continue. ‘’We all lived together with...our dad. He- adopted us all. A lot of us- our dad he um-’’ he fiddles nervously with his hands. ‘’He’s...not human.’’

‘’E-’’ your eyes widen. ‘’Excuse me what?’’ not human. Not Human. NOT HUMAN?!

‘’He’s um-’’ Cody smiles sheepishly at you. ‘’He’s an eldritch monster with no face who likes to bake muffins and read sci-fi novels?’’ Your mind blanks. Literally. You’ve been reduced to a windows error screen but in human form. Cody tilts his head at you and smiles wider. ‘’...sweetheart…?’’

‘’What the fuck…’’ you whisper softly. ‘’How- how did you- why did you let him adopt you?’’

‘’He’s a good dad!’’ Cody says quickly. ‘’Listen- I know it’s a lot but…’’ he takes your hands in his. His hands feel soft, they’re good hands, hands that have carried out genius experiments and held you gently late at night. ‘’A lot of us in the house...we look up to him. He gave us a home, a new life. A lot of us...we didn’t have good lives, but Slender tried to fix that for us.’’ he smiles gently. ‘’Jeff came from a home where he wasn’t loved. Ben- Ben is a ghost...he drowned when he was twelve. Jack was a human, but now he’s a demon. We’ve all gravitated to each other. It isn’t the most functional home, but it’s the closest thing we have to one. Nobody judges anybody, and everybody treats us like we matter. Like we’re loved.’’ his hands squeeze yours. ‘’I know it’s a lot...and it’s scary...but they’re my family, just like you are.’’

You gulp. It’s silent for a few moments. ‘’...Nobody will hurt me?’’

‘’I won’t let them.’’

‘’...then I wanna meet him.’’

‘’Huh?’’ Cody looks confused.

‘’Your dad. And everyone else.’’ you smile at him. It’s your turn to squeeze his hands.

‘’Like- right- right now?’’ he asks. You nod. Cody looks from you, to the clearing where the others are still waiting. ‘’...well- I- I guess.’’

He pulls you back to the clearing and looks at his three...siblings.

‘’Good news everyone! y/n wants to meet dad!’’

‘’Really?’’ Jack turns to look at you.

‘’Are they crazy or somethin’?’’ Jeff asks.

‘’Ohh this is gonna be fun…’’ Ben murmurs with a smile.

Cody glares at them. He sighs. ‘’I told them everything. They wanna meet dad so they’re gonna meet dad.’’

‘’Dude! You gave my deep-seated traumas to another person without my asking?’’ Jeff exclaims. ‘’Rude!’’

Cody rolls his eyes and begins walking deeper into the forest. ‘’You’ll have plenty of time to drop your emotional baggage on us later!’’ he calls back.

-----

‘’So I had Silver lock me in the closet and I had to speedrun the game without even looking at the screen!’’ Ben exclaims. His bright blue eyes are full of excitement as he tells you about his various speedrunning misadventures. He’s been talking you ear off for the better part of fifteen minutes while the five of you trek through the woods. He’s a sweet kid, honestly, and you’d feel bad cutting him off. You honestly never expected a ghost to be so...lively.

‘’Hold up!’’ you all suddenly stop as Jeff holds his hand out, blocking you from walking any further. He turns and grins at you. ‘’Watch this.’’ he steps backwards, holding a finger up in the air. ‘’Now ya see me-!’’ he steps backwards and suddenly disappears from view. You stare in shock.

‘’...and now ya don’t.’’ Ben finishes for him. Cody rolls his eyes.

‘’H-how-’’ your brain scrambles to find an explanation for Jeff just- disappearing. A trick of the light? Mirrors? Maybe a projector hidden in the trees? Jeff’s head appears again, his upper body just- floats there. He grins even wider.

‘’Cool huh?’’

‘’How are- how are you-’’ you squint. Ben laughs next to you and steps forward. He disappears just as Jeff did. The white-skinned boy winks at you and disappears once more. You look at Cody for an explanation. Jack nudges you and you turn to him. He points a clawed finger at the ground. Your gaze follows his finger and you look at the ground. There’s...mushrooms. You arch your brow, confused.

‘’You know what that is?’’ EJ asks, leaning down slightly to look at you properly. You shake your head. ‘’It’s a fae circle. Also known as the entrance to the realm of the fae.’’ he looks at you.

‘’Like...fairies…?’’

EJ nods. ‘’This one’s special though. Dad set it up to keep the house hidden. You can only enter if you’re a fae, or you have the family marking. Of course you’re human, and don’t have the marking, so Cody’ll just pull you through.’’ you can hear him smiling in his voice as he explains. He stands up and steps toward the line of mushrooms. As he steps over it, he disappears from your sight. His hand appears again, and gestures for the two of you to follow. Cody takes your hand in his. He looks at you.

"Ready?"

You nod at him. "Ready."

Cody steps backwards toward the mushrooms. He holds both your hands, keeping his eyes on you. He disappears beneath the veil as he crosses, becoming nothing but some disembodied arms. You step over the mushrooms and-

"Oh my god-!"

Everything just- appears. Suddenly you're standing in a sunny clearing bordered by bushes and tall trees, and standing in the centre is a gigantic house. Practically a mansion. It looks old, but welcoming. The front yard is decorated with various bushes, a flower patch, a set of monkey bars, and a tall fruit tree with a tire swing hanging off one of the branches. I say fruit tree, because just by looking you can see it's growing apples, cherries, avocados, oranges and bananas. Bananas- can't even grow in this climate what-

"Cool huh?" Cody murmurs next to you with a small smile. You grin.

"Yeah…" you murmur. Cody squeezes your hand and walks toward the mansion. "You should've told me you lived in such a fancy pla-" you're interrupted by the loud barking of a dog. You look over to your left and see the biggest dog you've ever seen in your life, poking its head around the corner of the house. It has deep red fur, with some spots of orange and...hair. It has a long mane of messy black hair running from the top of its head and down its back.

"Smile! C'mere boy!" You hear Jeff call. You look over your shoulder and watch the massive dog bound over to the short boy. The dog leaps at him, knocking him to the ground and licking him while its tail wags happily.

"What...what is that…?" You ask, pointing at the dog.

"That's Smile." Cody says. "Jeff's pet hell-hound. He's a good boy, don't worry."

You nod. Smile barks again and turns to you. He grins wide and suddenly bounds toward you. You yelp and stumble back in fear.

"Down!" Cody barks (pun fully intended) at the dog. Smile skids to a halt. "Sit." He says firmly. Smile sits down obediently, his grin dropping. Now you know why they call the dog 'smile'. Cody grabs your wrist and gently guides it toward Smile. The massive dog sniffs your palm ever so gently. Cody lets go of your wrist and you reach up toward Smile, who lowers his head to let you pet him. You grin.

"Well hey there," you coo. "Aren't you a cutie?"

Smile lets out a happy yap and steps forward, butting his massive head against your body. You laugh and hug his head, scratching his neck just below where his spiked collar is.

"Cody!! Ye're home!" You hear a young, peppy voice call. You look over just in time to see Cody grin and crouch down to hug the young girl running towards him. Her hair is short and blonde, and she's wearing a black and white striped shirt, along with grey overalls, ankle boots and a pirate hat. Cody stands up, lifting the girl in his arms. She pulls away and grins at him. Getting a better look at her, you see that she has reddish brown skin that seemingly glints in the light. Her hair isn't blonde, in fact, it fades to red towards the ends, like fire. Her eyes are a bright eye-catching gold. On the sides of her head are two small, red horns that curve inwards. "Ya didn't tell us ye'd be visitin'!"

Cody laughs a bit. "Well I wasn't really planning it." he murmurs, casting a look at Jeff and Ben as they walk up to join you. Cody sets down the girl and looks at you. ‘’Slendra, I want you to meet someone,’’ he gestures to you. The girl, Slendra, looks up at you with big golden eyes. She looks surprised. ‘’This is y/n.’’

She gasps. ‘’The y/n?!’’ her eyes widen and she grins. She hops over to you excitedly and curtsies. ‘’It’s great ta meet ya! Cody told us aaaallll about you!’’

You laugh a bit and crouch down to her. ‘’He did, did he?’’ you give her a sly smile, glancing up at Cody. His cheeks flush red and he glares at you. Slendra giggles.

‘’Yep.’’ she rocks on her heels as she speaks. ‘’Once when he was crushing on you he told us that he wanted to-’’

‘’Avast ye landlubbers!’’ Slendra is interrupted by another young voice. You look up and see a young girl in a pirate costume with a pink skirt. Her hair is brown and frizzy, and her green eyes glare at you and the others with a playful scowl. She...floats, toward you all, her eyes locked on you as you stand up. She stops and points her toy cutlass at you. ‘’Who be this scallywag?’’

‘’Sally, this i-’’

‘’y/n, fearsome pirate of the seven seas!’’ you interrupt with a grin. Cody looks at you in surprise. The girl, Sally, gasps.

‘’The dreaded pirate captain y/n?! Stealer of brother’s hearts?!’’ she cries. You laugh and nod.

‘’The very same.’’

Sally lowers her cutlass and smiles, pleased with you for playing along so easily. She walks toward you and holds out her hand. ‘’Sally Dawn, pirate queen of four of the seven seas.’’

You take her hand and shake it. ‘’y/n, stealer of older brothers,’’ you smirk and lean into her. ‘’Sorry for stealing Cody away, but his booty was too good to pass up.’’ you quietly add with a wink. Sally laughs loudly and lets go of your hand. EJ laughs quietly behind you and opens the front door.

‘’You gonna invite your date inside, Cody?’’ he asks. Cody rolls his eyes.

‘’Course I am.’’ he mutters. It goes silent, with everyone just...staring at Cody. ‘’What?’’

‘’I’m waiting for you and y/n to go in.’’ EJ shrugs.

‘’Why do we have to go in first?’’ Cody replies defensively. You frown.

‘’You scared of somethin’, X?’’ Jeff asks with a smirk.

‘’Like...dad seeing y/n and freaking out?’’ Ben adds with an even wider, cheesier smirk.

"N-No…" Cody mutters. "I just- y'know-" he fidgets, trying to come up with an excuse. You smirk a bit, stand up, and stride right past Cody and into the mansion.

Inside is massive. The walls are a pleasant blue, and when you step out of the small entrance area, you're greeted by a massive living room. There's two black, leather couches, a few single armchairs and some bean bags, all facing a massive TV. The walls are decorated with photos, and in a few of them you can see Cody, EJ and the others, along with people you haven't even met yet.

"Hey guys." Someone greets you as the others come inside to join you. Laying on the couch, holding the TV remote aloft, is a young man. His hair is a light brown colour, and swoops over one of his eyes. He wears glasses, a grey jacket, blue jeans, and a black shirt with the logo of some band you've never heard of before. He sits up a bit, cocking a brow curiously. "who's this?"

"Cody's partner." Sally chimes in as she floats into the mansion. She's hovering, and slightly transparent. Oh. She’s a ghost. Well okay then.

The guy on the couch smirks and stands up. He's taller than you expected him to be. He walks across the room and extends his hand. "Liu Woods. Nice to meet you."

You smile and take his hand, shaking it. "y/n." You say.

He tilts his head, looking at Cody. "You didn't tell us you'd be bringing them over."

"I wasn't planning on it but your brother decided to stalk EJ and ruin my plans." He gestures to Jeff, who holds his hands up defensively.

"Hey don't look at me! I was just taking Smile for a walk and he picked up Cody's scent!" Jeff replies defensively, gesturing at his pet hellhound. Smile looks almost offended at the accusation. Liu laughs a bit.

"Sure bro, I believe you." He murmurs, turning and walking toward the couch again. "So is y/n gonna meet dad?"

"Yup…"

Liu chuckles. "That's gonna be fun."

"Why is it such a big deal…?" You ask. Everyone is hyping up 'dad' so much it's- kind of unnerving. Ben leans out from behind Smile and gives you a devious grin.

"He's gonna flip his shiiiiit." He says softly. Cody huffs and strides past you.

"It's no big deal! I'm gonna go tell dad I'm here, then casually mention y/n and just- introduce them! No big deal!" He turns and looks at you. "Just- wait here, ok? I'll sort eeeeverything ou-"

As if on cue, the door behind Cody swings open. Out of it leans a gigantic, horrifying creature. It's incredibly thin and tall, with white skin. It has no face at all, just a smooth white head. It's dressed in a proper black suit, and over it...a frilly pink apron.

"Kids, dinner is ready."

Oh. So this is dad.

Cody whirls around immediately. "D-dad!" He exclaims. The creature looks surprised.

"Cody!" The creature steps out from the kitchen and walks over to Cody, yanking him into a tight hug. "Oh, it's so lovely to see you! You didn't tell us you'd be coming over! I would have gone out and bought some fresh fish for your dinner." The creature's voice is deep and elegant, but speaks exactly like a doting mother. Cody squirms in the hug and eventually gets released from it.

"Haha, yeahhh...sorry about that uh- well you see I uh-" he fidgets, the creature staring at him with nonexistent eyes. "I brought someone with me."

The creature's head snaps up and stares right at you. You gulp. "N-Now I know what you're thinking!" Cody exclaims. "I should've warned you before bringing in someone new, you guys should've put on disguises and stuff but- well it's a funny story really I was just gonna show em EJ but then Jeff and Ben were in a bush and-" the creature's head lowers, looking down at Cody. He looks over his shoulder at you, gesturing for you to come closer.

You cross the room and stand beside Cody. He takes your hand in one of his, and grips your shoulder with the other. "This...is y/n. The person I'm dating." you both stare up at him in anticipation. Cody looks worried. ‘’Dad…?’’

‘’Cody…’’ The creature’s voice is soft, and almost threatening in tone. ‘’You are...the stupidest person I have ever met!’’

‘’Ow!’’ The creature lightly smacks the top of Cody’s head. He rubs at the spot and glares up at his father. ‘’I told you, it wasn’t planned, it just happened! Calm down!’’

‘’Honestly Cody! I would have cleaned! I would have put on a good tie, made everyone dress up and put disguises on! You don’t want us scaring them!’’ the creature gestures to you, then around the general room. ‘’This place is a mess! What kind of first impression am I supposed to make in this pigsty?!’’

Cody mutters something to himself and looks at you. You gulp and look at the creature, its hand on its hips, glaring down at Cody. You force a smile and bow a bit. ‘’It’s a pleasure to meet you, sir.’’ you say gently. It stops and looks down at you, seemingly surprised.

‘’Oh dear- I’m so sorry, where are my manners?’’ the creature holds out a large, white hand. You notice a small, silver ring on its ring finger. Without hesitation, you take the hand and shake it. ‘’I’m Slender, Cody’s father. I’m so sorry you had to see this place in such a state.’’

‘’I think it’s lovely,’’ you say with a soft smile. ‘’And I think your tie is very nice.’’

Slender withdraws his hand and seems to smile despite his lack of features. ‘’Oh, so polite…’’ he murmurs, sounding like he’s fond of you already. ‘’It’s a pleasure to meet you. Cody told us all about you.’’ he laughs gently. ‘’You’re even prettier than how he described you!’’

You smile nervously and laugh a bit. ‘’Oh- well thank you, sir.’’

He shakes his head. ‘’Please, just call me Slender, dear. No need for formalities. You’re family.’’ Slender clasps his hands together and tilts his head at you. ‘’You two must be staying for dinner, yes?’’

‘’Uh- actually we ate befo-’’ Cody tries to cut in, but Slender has already taken your wrist in his hand.

‘’Great! You like beef, I assume?’’ he asks. You force a polite smile and nod. Slender pushes open the kitchen door and pulls you inside. ‘’Jack, we have a guest!’’

The second you step into the kitchen, your eyes go to the one person sitting at the kitchen table. They’re wearing a grey crop top, bandages around their hands and torso and feathered shoulder pads. Their sleeves, socks and cone shaped nose are all striped black and white. They turn and look at you.

‘’Eh?’’ the...clown? You assume they’re a clown- squints.

‘’Jack, dear, this is y/n! Cody’s partner!’’ Slender gestures to you enthusiastically.

‘’It’s a pleasu-’’ before you have a chance to properly greet the strange clown man, he climbs off his chair and quickly walks over to you. Jack leans down, sticking his face right into yours. You stumble back, only to be caught by Cody as he’s entering the room. You force a polite smile. ‘’H-Hi?’’

"...so ye're Cody's da'e, eh?"

You nod. "Yes sir."

"...ye scared 'f clowns, kiddo?"

"Only ones with cockney accents." You say. Jack's stern expression softens and turns into a grin. He stands back up and laughs loudly.

"I like this one!" He cries. Slender laughs gently above you. Jack grabs your wrist, much like Slender did, and yanks you. "C'mon, take a sea'. Yous're stayin' fer dinner, ain'tcha?"

You can't understand half the things Jack is saying because of his unbelievably thick accent, but you just smile and nod as you take a seat. Cody sits down next to you. You reach over and give his hand a reassuring squeeze while the others sit down. The kitchen table is huge- how many people live here?

"So yous two're livin' t'gether?" Jack asks. You nod.

"Yeah, on campus. I'm studying chemical engineering."

"So you're both scientists," you hear Slender say. You look over your shoulder and see him tending to a large metal pot by the stove. Behind him, more of the black tendrils you saw earlier are pouring dog food into a large bowl for Smile. "That's wonderful."

"And ye're smar'. Tha's real good." Jack adds, looking at you like he's examining you. Cody rolls his eyes.

"Ignore them, they're old fashioned and still think I need their permission to date." He mutters. Jack laughs.

"Well we like y/n, so yous don' 'ave ta worry abou' bein' broken apar'." He winks at you and grins. Cody sighs.

"Hey Slender," Liu speaks up. "Where's Tim? He'll wanna see Cody I'm sure," you notice he, Jeff and Ben all have sly smiles on their faces. "And meet y/n."

You glance at Cody. He looks pale, panicky. You frown. "Oh, he went out to get his prescriptions and some other things. I'm sure he'll be home soon." Slender replies like nothing is wrong. Cody looks like he really, really doesn't want to be here.

"Who's Tim?" You ask quietly. Cody gulps.

"He's-" he's interrupted by the sound of the front door opening and closing. His head snaps to the kitchen door. He looks utterly horrified.

You wait in silent anticipation for whoever it is. Your mind is racing. Tim must be terrifying if Cody is scared of him. You're picturing someone large, muscular, with eyes that can bore straight through you. Someone who would crush a man's skull without hesitation. Someone who-

"Hey guys." The kitchen door opens and in walks a short, stocky man with black hair, sideburns and stubble. He's wearing an old flannel shirt, and holding a paper bag in one hand. He walks past the table, not really giving anybody a second glance.

"Hi Tim." The other kids chorus.

Oh. This is Tim. He doesn't look bad- he seems quite friendly. You watch him set the bag down on the kitchen island and rummage through it.

"Slender, I got a couple of the things you mentioned we needed," he says. "And also a box of donuts, for later." He turns and smiles at the table. His eyes finally fall on you and he blinks, then smiles a small bit. "Oh hey. Who's the newbie?" He glances at Jack for explanation. The clown grins. Before he can answer though, Cody shoots up out of his seat and whirls around.

"H-Heeeey Tim." He sounds like he's trying so hard to be cheerful, and it isn't working at all. Tim gives Cody a surprised smile.

"Hey kid," He tilts his head and walks toward Cody. "I didn't know you were comin' over."

"Heheh- yeah it wasn't uh- wasn't planned-" Cody fidgets nervously. Tim glances at you again. He can probably tell you and Cody are connected. ‘’How have you been? It’s been a while eheh-’’

‘’Good…’’ Tim folds his arms, tilting his head. ‘’Who’s your friend?’’ he nods at you

Cody gulps and glances at you before looking at Tim again. ‘’This is...y/n. My uh- partner.’’

Tim’s eyes widen almost comically. His head snaps to you and he stares. You gulp. Oh. Oh. Tim suddenly doesn’t look friendly anymore, he looks like he could crush a man’s skull without hesitation.

‘’...oh.’’

‘’Is that okay?’’

Tim shrugs. ‘’Yeah, yeah, perfectly fine. Of course that’s fine. Why wouldn’t it be fine?’’ his tone of voice tells you nothing is fine. Slender laughs gently like none of this is awkward or weird.

‘’Calm down Tim. y/n is very nice! They’re smart, they’re funny, they-’’

‘’They made Cody move in with them without even talking to us first.’’ Tim cuts in. Cody whines.

‘’It wasn’t like I had a choice! They didn’t even know about you all until less than an hour ago!’’

‘’Oh, thanks Cody, good to know you care about me.’’

‘’Oh my gooood-!’’ Cody slams his face into his hands. ‘’This is why I only wanted y/n to meet EJ…’’

Before Tim can give another angry retort, Slender puts a hand on his shoulder. ‘’Tim, why don’t you sit down?’’ he says gently. Tim glares at him like he killed his loved ones before sitting down. Cody sits between you two, keeping you safe from Tim’s wrath. Slender puts a large plate in front of you. It’s loaded with mashed potatoes, corn, carrots and meat of some kind. You grab your fork and cut the meat off the small bone it’s attached to. It looks to be ribs of some kind. You cut the meat in half, and take a bite.

The taste is unlike anything you’ve ever had before. It’s definitely beef, but the flavor is almost overwhelming. It melts in your mouth and covers your lips in a glaze of grease and leftover sauce. The sauce is tangy and rich, and very faintly you can taste wine. ‘’Mmmm-!’’

Your involuntary hum of delight is followed by laughter from around the table. Except for Tim, who rolls his eyes and mutters something about table manners. Slender laughs and pats your head. ‘’Eat as much as you’d like, pet. There’s plenty to go around.’’

You smile a bit and keep eating. Even if you had food before coming here, you’re definitely not letting any of this go to waste. It goes silent as you all eat. Even Tim has calmed down. Just as you’re finishing off the deliciously sweet carrots, Slender speaks up again. ‘’So y/n, how much longer will you be in college?’’

‘’Oh uh-’’ you shrug. ‘’I have finals in a couple months, then I’ll only have my final year left.’’ you smile at him. He nods.

‘’I see...a year should be long enough.’’

‘’Long enough for what…?’’ you frown and tilt your head.

‘’To put your room together of course!’’ Slender chirps. Cody starts choking on corn next to you. ‘’After college you’ll probably be moving out of your dorm, and we have plenty of room here. You are family after all.’’

‘’D-dad-!’’ Cody speaks up next to you. ‘’Me and y/n haven’t even talked about that- wh-what if they wanna live outside with like- y’know- normal people?’’

‘’We are normal people, Cody.’’ Slender retorts.

‘’G-guys-’’ you cut in before a fight can begin at the dinner table. You smile at Slender. ‘’I’m flattered at the offer- that’s very kind of you. We’ll think it over,’’ you glance at Cody. ‘’Right babe?’’

‘’Don’t call him that.’’ Tim cuts in. Cody rolls his eyes, but gives you a nod.

‘’Sure.’’

‘’So ‘ow long exac’ly ‘ave you’s been’ da’in’?’’ Jack asks.

‘’Oh uh- a couple months. We’ve known each other a while,’’ you smile. ‘’It’s a funny story really, the first time I met him was in the campus library. We reached for the same book at the same time.’’ you glance at Cody and smirk.

‘’Tha’s real cheesy.’’ Jack murmurs.

‘’But it’s sweet,’’ Slender adds. ‘’Makes me remember the first time we met…’’ his face flushes a grey colour. Jack laughs gently and squeezes his hand. Cody rolls his eyes.

‘’Speakin’ of me an’ Slen,’’ the clown looks at you. ‘’When’s th’ weddin’?’’

‘’DAD-!’’ Cody yelps.

‘’There isn’t gonna be one if I have anything to say about it.’’ Tim mutters. You gulp. Oh. The faceless monster wants you to marry his son. You fidget nervously and look to Cody for help.

‘’We haven’t- we haven’t even thought about that yet!’’ he yelps, sounding as embarrassed as you feel. ‘’I mean- what’s next, you’re gonna ask me for grandkids?!’’

‘’We were planning that yes.’’ Slender doesn’t even sound like he’s joking. ‘’We can convert one of the spare rooms into a nursery! We might have to move someone to a different floor though…’’

Tim glares at you from behind Cody. ‘’Touch him and you die.’’

‘’I know this lovely place by Lake Charles where we could hold the wedding. Me and Jack got married there back in ‘98, you remember that don’t you dear?’’ he glances at Jack.

‘’I remember th’ dress…’’ Jack smiles fondly. You’re- not even going to question that. Cody sighs.

‘’We’ll think about it…’’ he mutters. Clearly, he’s given up. ‘’But no grandkids! Not yet!’’

"Fine. But I'm still putting the baby name books in your room. They're taking up too much space in my office anyway."

Cody rolls his eyes and sits back in his seat with a huff. He reaches over and grabs your wrist. "May we be excused?"

"You're done eating?" Slender glances at both your plates.

"We'll take the leftovers home." Cody responds quickly. Slender sighs and nods.

"You may."

Cody pulls you up out of your seat and towards the backdoor. The two of you step out into the backyard. It's starting to get dark now, and a chilly breeze blows past you both. Cody sighs gently and leans against the wall, rubbing at his face tiredly.

"You okay?" You ask gently. He nods.

"Yeah just-" he purses his lips, frustrated. "I'm sorry my family's so...weird. I really wanted you to like them and have a good first impression of everybody."

You tilt your head. "I do like them."

He looks up at you. "...you do?" He frowns. "They're not- y'know- weird? You aren't freaking out?"

"Oh no they're super weird and I'm definitely freaking out I mean- you have three dads and one of them is a clown, not to mention Tim is fucking terrifying but-" you pause and smile at him. "They're really nice people...and they love you, just as much as I do." You move closer to him. "Plus...they already consider me family so- I don't think I have a choice but to like them."

Cody stares at you for a moment, then cracks a smile. He laughs gently, relieved. "...thank fuck." He murmurs with a smile. He holds out an arm. "C'mere."

You move over to him and rest against him, letting him hug you. You snuggle up against his chest. He feels warm, and safe. His lips brush against the top of your head. "I love you." He murmurs. "I'm...glad you like them."

It's quiet then. Just the two of you enjoying the warmth of the moment.

"Ey, luv birds." Aaand it's been interrupted. You look up and over at LJ, leaning out the backdoor. "Slen wants ta know if yous're stayin' th' nigh'." He gives you both a sly smile. Cody exhales softly and looks down at you, cocking a brow to ask what you wanna do. You smile up at him.

"Sure pops. I guess we could stay."

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Kitty Forman (That '70s Show): ESFJ

Dominant Extroverted Feeling [Fe]: Kitty is very emotionally expressive. It’s very easy for her to talk about her feelings, and she wants other people to discuss theirs as well. When there’s a conflict in her household, Kitty wants to talk it out. Sometimes, Kitty feels unappreciated and taken for granted by her husband and children. She loves validation, attention, and compliments. Kitty wants to be needed and useful to others. Because she’s so compassionate and kind, Kitty is a natural at taking care of people (especially since she’s a nurse) and has very keen maternal instincts, accepting all of Eric’s friends into her home and often acting as a surrogate mother to them. She doesn’t want Eric growing up and leaving home because she enjoys her role as a mother and a nurturer. It’s almost as though she doesn’t know who she is without anyone to look after. When Kitty begins menopause, she’s very upset at the thought of not being able to have another baby, but when Red reminds her that someday she’ll have grandchildren, she gets very happy and excited. When Eric wants to move after graduation, she’s angry and upset. When someone says Kitty is pretty, she becomes overjoyed, giggling and smiling. Kitty likes for things to be civil and harmonious. Whenever there’s tension between Eric and Red, she tries to smooth it over. “What your father means is…” Kitty is warm, affirming, and encouraging, and can become sensitive when others don’t reciprocate. She’s always there for people who are in need. Kitty cares what other people think of her, as well as her family and wants to project a good image to the outside world. She wants to be socially appropriate and she likes for other people to think that she has the “perfect” family.

Auxiliary Introverted Sensing [Si]: Tradition is very important to Kitty. She enjoys holidays and making a big deal out of birthdays. Kitty isn’t particularly adventurous and doesn’t mind her daily routine for the most part. Kitty often returns to her familiar comforts, such as drinking or smoking. She likes to do things the right way. Kitty has an eye for detail and likes everything just so. She goes to church every Sunday because that’s the right thing to do, and gets very upset when her family doesn’t want to continue going, believing that they won’t get into Heaven. She’s also uncomfortable going alone, because she’s afraid of what other people might think or say (Fe-Si).

Tertiary Extroverted Intuition [Ne]: Every once and a while, Kitty wants to do something spontaneous, and gets upset when Red gives her a hard time about it. Let’s go dancing! Let’s go out to dinner somewhere nice! However, because Red has higher Si than she does, and therefore, lower Ne, he has no desire to deviate from his usual routine. He’s very happy to go to work, come home, and spend the entire day in the house. Sometimes, Kitty is good at making connections and seeing what’s really going on. On occasion, Kitty’s imagination can be a bit overactive, imagining vivid fantasies or possibilities that would never really happen, like when she visualized her ideal family life, filled with singing, dancing, and happiness, just like the Brady’s (Fe-Ne). However, because she has lower Ne, these possibilities can easily turn negative, and she uses them to think of all the worst-case scenarios, such as when Eric and his friends are celebrating his birthday in the house while Kitty and Red are next door at Bob and Midge’s, and she imagines Eric strapped to a chair while his friends engage in morally questionable behavior.

Inferior Introverted Thinking [Ti]: It’s not easy for Kitty to put her feelings aside and think rationally. She can be overly sensitive at times, and instead of taking the time to analyze situations, she typically just reacts emotionally instead. Kitty will place importance on facts that she agrees with, and dismiss what she disagrees with. After Red’s heart attack, the doctor gives them a list of things that need to be cut out of his diet, and, in order to be supportive, she tells him that she’ll do it with him to be healthier. She accepts every point on the list, until she gets to the part about giving up alcohol, and immediately calls the doctor “a quack.”

Enneagram: 2w3 So/Sp

Quotes:

Kitty: Okay Red, I’m sure you’ll do fine. Just remember, Santa is a cheerful, jolly fellow, who never calls a child “dumbass��.

Little Girl #2: I want a flying car. Red: I did too when I was your age, kid. But then the future came… and took my dreams away. Just like it’s gonna take yours. [the girl gapes] Kitty: Okay, okay little girl, y’know what? I bet if you’re extra good, you’ll get your flying car one day. [Kitty and the girl walk away] Red: [calling after them] Don’t listen to her, it’s a lie. [Kitty turns to Red, glaring at him] Kitty: [chiding] Bad Santa!

[Red has just finished telling the boy his version of Vietnam War] Red: …and that’s what really happened in Vietnam. Young Boy #2: [confused] I don’t understand. Red: [glumly] Neither do I, kid. Neither do I. Kitty: Okay, little boy, time to say goodbye to Santa. [Kitty leads the boy away. The boy turns to her] Young Boy #2: What’s an “ambush”? Kitty: [smiles] It’s a pretty bush with yellow flowers. [Red gets up and approaches Kitty] Red: Kitty, I gotta tell ya, I’m good with kids. I really taught him something. Y’know, I think I’m beginning to feel the Christmas spirit. Kitty: Well, I’m glad Red, but let’s try telling a Christmas story where nobody gets caught in a fire fight.

Donna Pinciotti: This entire room is an example of bad taste. [Kitty and Red walk into the living room] Kitty: Excuse me? Donna Pinciotti: Mrs Forman- Kitty: I have spent years picking out every item of this room, surrounding myself with the things I love and the people I thought loved me.

Kitty: Oh he gave you shoes. What do you say Red? Red: [To Bob] What the hell’s wrong with you? Kitty: Or we say thank you very much.

Red: Shoes are an innaprorpiate gift to give to another man. Kitty: How about when you joined the service? Another man issued your boots. Red: So he gave me a gun so I let it go. Kitty: Why can’t you just accept the gift because Bob is your friend? Red: Kitty you don’t understand how men work out. We dont give each other presents. We just basiclly ignore each other until we score a touchdown.

Kitty: You have been such a big help, working yourself nearly to death. I made you your special sandwich. Eric: Awww. The ‘Eric McSweety’.

Donna Pinciotti: You’re babying him. Kitty: I’m not. Donna Pinciotti: Are there crusts on that sandwich? Kitty: Of course not! Crusts are icky, they make Eric sicky. Oh, my God, I am babying him!

Red: [not looking up from paper] You don’t have a date, do ya? Eric: [Walking over, Donna mirroring his direction] Okay. You know what? It’s not about “can I get a date?” It’s about this great book that I’m like, halfway through. Plus, you know, I could get a date. [Red laughs once] Eric: I got numbers, Buddy. Kitty: Sure you do, Honey. You’re number 1 with me!

Kitty: [Kitty is recording an audio tape for Eric in Africa] Eric! Steven just punched Michael! [regains composure] Kitty: And although I am upset with Steven for hitting Michael, it was very exciting!

Reginald ‘Red’ Forman: So you’re too proud to take her back? And what do you have to be so proud of? You’re not an athlete. The only smart thing about you is your mouth. And look at you. Kitty: Red… Red, he looks fine. He’s just so darn stupid! I’m… I’m very upset. Eric: Well, stop, okay? Because, I already feel bad enough as it is. Kitty: Well, you should. Eric: Well, I do!

Kitty: [talking to a fish in a distorted voice] Um… people really depended on me, which I kind of miss, although I don’t really miss the bedpans.

Red: [to Hyde after yelling at him for taking the blame for Jackie having dope] If you ever do anything like that again I’ll kick your ass until your nose starts to bleed. Kitty: And we love you.

Kelso: Ya know guys, there are a lot of ladies out there and I haven’t seen nearly enough of them naked. From now on, I’m gonna live free. I’m going to be boldly going where no man has gone before. [the next scene shows the Forman’s front door. The doorbell rings and Kitty answers the door. Kelso is standing there holding flowers] Kelso: Is Laurie here? Kitty: [laughs] Don’t you mean Eric? Kelso: No, Laurie. Your other kid. [Hyde walks by and stops when he sees Kelso] Hyde: You’re dating Laurie? Man, you’re going where every man has gone before. Kitty: [turns around] Steven it is not nice to be so… truthful. [Laurie comes down the stairs] Laurie: Hi, Kelso. [notices the flowers] Laurie: Did you buy those for me? Kelso: Yep, just like you told me. Laurie: No, I told you roses! Come on, doofus! [she walks out the door with Kelso] Hyde: You know Mrs. Forman, those two could have the dumbest babies ever. Kitty: [starts to laugh then abruptly stops and turns toward Hyde] That’s not funny.

Kitty: Sweetie, white lies help relationships. Like, ‘Kitty, even though your pot roast was overdone, I still loved it.’ Red: Oh for the love of God, I did love it. You’re a pot roast genius, okay? It was like eating gold. Hyde: So you’re saying lying is good? Kitty: Exactly. Now go do the right thing, and lie to the woman you love.

Eric: Then they go into this bar and there are all these space creatures. Then someone makes the mistake of picking on Obi-Wan Kenobi. And then he takes out his lightsaber and he goes “whoosh” and he chops this guy’s arm right off… ’cause it’s a saber that’s made out of light! Kitty: You know, this doesn’t sound like a nice movie. Now, The Way We Were, that’s a nice movie.

Kitty: We are very disappointed in you, Eric. Even though going to California to rescue Donna is one of the most romantic things I have ever heard of.

Eric: Oh, hey, here comes a dumb question. Uh, I wasn’t a mistake, was I? Kitty: Oh, for… for… Okay! Who wants some cocoa?

Kitty Forman (That ’70s Show): ESFJ was originally published on MBTI Zone

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