#hello i am once again being a wh*re

[delopsia]

All I'm saying is... Rhett and Bob's never-ending wrestling matches usually end in someone getting dicked down.

Usually Rhett.

[redrawthecolorlessworld]

RE: MASTER 15 YURI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

stupid title but whatever

———

Pandora Paradox was alone on that day.

Until someone came up to her.

To have a normal human approach an almighty Goddess so casually like that...it slightly took Pandora by surprise.

"Hello!"

"...And who are you to come up to me like this?"

"Uh...well..."

"...?"

"Um...my name's Tsunagite!"

"...Why are you telling me to connect with you?"

"Wh- hey..."

That was one of the first times Pandora joked like that to a mortal. It's funny, really—she wasn't usually like this with anyone. But there was something so...captivating about Tsunagite that made her wanted to at least poke fun at her for the fun of it.

"Hah. Alright, I'll stop now. You know who I am by now, right?"

"Ah, why yes! You're The One Who Transcends All, Pandora Paradox!"

"Yeah. Exactly that."

Ever since that day, when she doesn't have any work to do back in the Realm of the Almighty, Pandora would sit on her usual spot in AngelMai Finale and wait for Tsunagite to come to her again. She would always come by, which is funny to the Goddess, honestly.

Days turn to months, and months turns to an entire year. By this point, Pandora had started to act...a little off. That was according to Tsunagite, at least.

"You've been acting off recently, y'know?"

"And why do you care so much?"

"Because...you're my friend."

Being called someone's friend in such a sincere way like that felt really odd to Pandora back then. It's strange how she felt that way when it's Tsunagite saying it, because she knew damn well that she had an entire group worth of "friends".

"...Right. I don't know. I don't wanna tell you."

"That's fine. You don't have to tell me everything. Sometimes you gotta vent a little, though. Do remember that."

Saying that, accompanied with a smile, Tsunagite could tell Pandora was in a sort of dilemma. She couldn't figure out what it was in time, though.

———

"Why are you doing this?!"

"Because this is for the best."

Pandora knew that this world she had created is imperfect.

So ending it in favor of bringing in a new era is her goal now.

But she couldn't do it right when Tsunagite was there, trying to stop her with all of her might.

Tsunagite's just some commoner—why would she even dare try to fight a literal Goddess?

...But then again, Tsunagite doesn't care about logic. Not back then, not now either.

The two girls fought, and ironically enough, the Goddess was the one to lose. Losing a battle to a human was one thing, but getting sealed away into a prison realm is another thing she deeply felt shame about.

Maybe her decision and plan wasn't the right one either.

Years turn to decades, decades turn to centuries, centuries turn to...probably more than that.

Pandora would have never thought she would see the girl who wanted to connect to other people's hearts again.

———

It's a rainy day in Rhymix—more specifically in both AngelMai Deluxe and Modelista. Both Pandora and Tsunagite are in neither of those places, however. The two are having some tea time whilst chatting about their day. For once, they finally feel at peace, knowing that the other is there for them.

"I recently got to hang out with Felys and Inverted World recently!"

"Felys? Wouldn't Mighty get jealous knowing that you of all people hung out with his husband?"

"Oh c'mon, Pandora! We both know that Felys only likes men."

"Pssh- I know that. But you know how Mighty is..."

"Haha. Maybe."

It's nice to finally be free from that prison realm, knowing that the one person who sealed you away to it was the one who let you out of that place. Pandora lets herself smile at Tsunagite as she rambled on and on about what she did in recent days.

For once, she feels less guilty of even existing.

And for once, she feels safe in the company of another person.

[leggerefiore]

i'm sorry but after reading Winning The Most (again, i thought it was a new fic not a reblog) i immagine pulling out the magnum strap-on dong ALONG with the lingerie, Emmet opens the door and goes "oh my! i just remembered i left something at the office!". still, too many red flags, do you have in mind to do a different version of it? like reader seeing through it after he asks for a shower instead?

sure why not

most of my works are found in my masterlist, and this one is on my ao3 lol

though, i don't think ingo would let a dildo bigger than his dick penetrate him so i guess that's for personal use lmao

cw: Emmet pretending to be Ingo, Reader knows

The stew was lovingly served to Ingo while you sat beside him, grabbing his hand under the table. "Mmm… Do you want a nice bath tonight? You seem a bit out of it," you asked gently, wanting nothing more than his comfort. Ingo stopped blowing on the spoon before shaking his head. "I think… A quick shower would be nice," he said casually, "Could we… Er… Work out some tension before that?" You cocked a brow.

“… A shower?” you asked, suddenly a bit more suspicious of the man sitting at the table. Ingo usually liked a bath before and after sex, as he just enjoyed soaking himself in water. He only chose to take showers if he absolutely had to. Often, he would whine about it the entire time and complain that he didn't feel fulfilled. Sitting down, you carefully scrutinised the twin. While he and Emmet were truly identical, they still varied. His hair seemed to be part a different way than usual. The way he held objects seemed to favour his left hand. “Oh, actually! I need to check the bedroom for something,” you stood up tall and smiled at him, “I'll be right back. Okay, Ingo?” He nodded while you walked off to the bedroom.

Shutting the door behind you, your phone was quickly pulled from your apron's pocket. Ingo's number was dialled. It rang once… Twice… Thrice, and then, “Hello, dearest?” You sighed. Seriously? “Ingo, are you at the office still?” you asked him. Shuffling came from the other end as he moved around, papers being shifted. “Yes, I decided to stay late as Emmet seemed to be feeling unwell,” he explained, “Could you do me a favour a check on him? I am quite worried about his health.” Emmet seemed perfectly fine to you. Your stew should have completely resolved the problem had there even been one in the first place. “See, Ingo, that's strange,” you whispered, “You're sitting at the table in our apartment, too.”

The line went dead quiet.

“Emmet was strange ways of getting food,” Ingo sighed, “Give the phone to him.” You left the room and re-entered the living area. Emmet had shifted to the couch. Currently, he seemed to be desperately holding the frown on his face while he mock read a book that Ingo had left out. Pressing the speak option, a voice rang out. “Emmet! What are you doing?” Ingo called out over the phone. The younger twin about jumped out of his skin. “Wh-what?” his voice was back to its normal pitch and tone while he stared at you shocked. “How did you figure it out? I was doing so well!” he whined, “You called Ingo, too!” You could almost laugh at the pout on his face. He stood up and grabbed the phone from you. Emmet was always surprisingly cute, in his own way. That was a strange trait of his, you had always appreciated it. It must have been because he was the younger of the two, so their parents may have unconsciously babied him.

“It's unfair, Ingo,” he spoke to his brother with a desolate tone, “You get a sweet partner who loves you and takes care of you, while I get left behind. You're always so busy with them. I'm jealous. I want them.” You stared at him. He wants you…? That was a strange thought. Emmet's interest never seemed to go past his usual antics of someone dating your sibling, but he also seemed to look at you strangely. “… Emmet, you're acting childish right now,” Ingo sighed, “Look, I understand how you feel, but dressing up as me and trying to fool my partner is wrong. What was your ultimate goal?” Emmet looked down at the ground sheepishly. You tilted your head. He wanted sex, you felt certain. Taking a bit of pity on him, “He wanted to eat your food and use your bath oils.” Ingo gasped like it was the worst offence he had ever heard. Emmet stared at you with big, adoring eyes.

“… Both of you just stay there. I'm taking off now,” the older twin spoke, “Dearest, do NOT let him use my bath oils. He will dump them all out. He's worse than a Purrloin. I'll see you soon; I love you.” He then hung up. You laid your phone on the table. “Emmet, couldn't you have brought this up like a normal person instead of trying to get into my pants,” you groaned, “Do you know how submissive your brother is? I don't think you're into pegging or being ridden, are you?” He scrunched his nose and shook his head. “No. Gross. Did not need to know that about Ingo,” he gagged. You rolled your eyes. Taking the hat off his head, you smiled at him. “Maybe, when Ingo gets here,” you offered, “We'll talk about this seriously, okay?” Emmet returned the expression to you brightly.

[thebeeduo]

Ranboo: Do you want me to just reading random- Do you want me to just- I'm gonna just start texting you

Tubbo: Yeah, just start texting me random input on the space

Ranboo: *texts Tubbo*

Tubbo: "Microwave explode"? Yo, thank you. "This is awesome"? Ok, stop texting me now. You didn't even respond to my message I sent you this morning

Ranboo: That's 'cause I was asleep!

Tubbo: Yeah, but like.. *sigh* Maybe I should just go live on instagram

Ranboo: Eughhh!

Tubbo: What? Is that cringe?

Ranboo: Yes

Tubbo: Maybe I should just go live on TikTok

Ranboo: Ahhh! Ahhh!

Tubbo: Is that cringier? Is that- *laughs*

Ranboo: *laughs* You go "Is that cringe" to Instagram and your next one is TikTok

Tubbo: *laughs*

Ranboo: I can make fun of it 'cause that's where I was born

Tubbo: Pffft!

Ranboo: I was born there/on TikTok [?]

Tubbo: Do you ever look at someone and wonder what's going inside their head?

Ranboo: I was- I was born on TikTok [?]

Tubbo: *starts playing the piano* You gotta remember your roots

Tubbo: I want my grand piano back, electric piano is cringe

Ranboo: *coughs* [unintelligible]

Tubbo: He just- He just decides "Oh I'm going to spit my germs around the room"

Ranboo: Yep!

Tubbo: *giggles* Wow, wow. You're a bad- I suppose you're anti-vax as well while we're at it

Ranboo: I am literally- I am literally vaccinated

Tubbo: I'm not allowed to be vaccinated, leave me alone!

Ranboo: That's just a major L for you then

Tubbo: Ahhhh

Ranboo: You're/Keep on getting coughed on!

Tubbo: *starts to play the piano intensely*

Ranboo: That's what happens when you're not vaccinated, people will come up to you and cough

Tubbo: That is a terrible sentence. I despise everything about that sentence

Ranboo: *laughs*

Tubbo: *plays The Owl House theme song, then switches to City of Stars*

Ranboo: Ughhh

Tubbo: So..

Ranboo: Oh my gosh!

Tubbo: What?

Ranboo: I just found more food to order

Tubbo: Nooo! Oh my god, if I get one more Amazon box arrive at my door and it's like a 25 large sized bars of Rice Krispies treats or fucking those shitty cheese squares that you haven't even eaten I'm gonna lose it

Ranboo: It's ding dongs

Tubbo: What the fuck is a ding dong?! That sounds like slang for a dick! You're literally eating dick!

Ranboo: *laughs* I am not! Jesus Christ

Tubbo: Why!

Ranboo: That is so far from what it is

Tubbo: What is it with all this fucking BS American food! Twinkies? Oh yeah, let me just-

Ranboo: I didn't get those actually. I don't know where those came from

Tubbo: Where did the Twinkies come from!?

Ranboo: I'm gonna be entirely honest..

Tubbo: Where the fuck did they come from!?

Ranboo: ..I have no idea where those came from. I did not order- That is not what I ordered

Tubbo: Look, you've got your-you've got your Cheez-It's and your Twinkies and your fucking ding dongs. I'm gonna f- I'm gonna blow some shit up

Ranboo: Sorry, I'll make sure to order a plain cheese pizza the next time

Tubbo: Honestly, that would be so much- I'm actually- I've been really healthy. So far I've had a fruit pop for breakfast

Ranboo: That's good. I had.. *silence*

Tubbo: You haven't had breakfast yet

Ranboo: I haven't- I haven't eaten yet

Tubbo: You haven't eaten yet today, and your first meal of the day will be Taco Bell

Ranboo: No, it won't!

Tubbo: Will it not? Oh

Ranboo: Why do you think- Taco Bell doesn't even deliver here!

Tubbo: *sighs* Fair enough

Ranboo: Why would it- Why- Mkay..

Tubbo: American

Ranboo: I know that the algorithm on Amazon works too well because it was [unintelligible]

Tubbo: *starts playing City of Stars again* Oh no

Tubbo: City of staaars.. *laughs* That song- It kind of annoys me, I'll be honest

Ranboo: I'm looking at- I'm looking at the, um.. I'm looking at your- the Tubbo space hashtag and someone just sent this, like, chart of, like, eye colour but it is, like, the most low res thing that I have ever seen

Tubbo: But I don't know- I think my eyes change colour depending on what I'm wearing, I'll be honest. Is that weird? Because everyone on twitter asks me "Ah yes what is your eye colour" and I'm like "Uhh how the fuck am I supposed to know" and then

Ranboo: My eye colour is [?]

Tubbo: Then I went through a bunch of like- I went through a bunch of, uh.. like, old photos of me and they just change colour depending on how sunny it is, what I'm wearing.. like.. Yeah, so, I don't know

Ranboo: *laughs*

Tubbo: What?

Ranboo: Nothing

Tubbo: What?

Ranboo: *loudly typing* It's time to listen

Tubbo: Time to listen to what?

Ranboo: To my music, I'm just gonna listen to my music

Tubbo: You're not gonna listen to me? Listen to me. Stop dancing. Knock that off. Yo, keep your clothes on! Woah, why are you so- *laughs* sorry

Ranboo: Why do you do this!

Tubbo: 'Cause it's funny, 'cause there's no video

Ranboo: Why do you- why do you do this

Tubbo: and.. and there's no video

Ranboo: What did I- What did I ever do? Nothing

Tubbo: *laughs*

Tubbo: *reads something about chip shops?*

Tubbo: Why do people keep sending me, like, soviet bunnies as well? I don't wanna see bunnies from soviet Russia. What's with the soviet Russia bunnies?

Tubbo: Thoughts on him? Bill Cypher? Pretty fun loving lad- Why did you just mention me and write "awesome"?

Ranboo: I didn't- No, it's a response to a tweet

Tubbo: Oh

Tubbo: *sees Michael fan art* "Oink! Hello father" Oh, I see

Ranboo: Just buff Michael

Tubbo: Buff- *laughs* He went to prison from lack of parent supervision and he came out buff, oh no! Oh no! *laughs*

Ranboo: What do you mean lack of parent supervision? I'm gonna go brush my teeth

Tubbo: Oh ok.. Bye

[Video cuts directly to when Ranboo comes back]

Tubbo: Hello. You seem hollow. Your mother is here? Wait, I shouldn't have read that out. You just texted me that so I didn't read it- Ok, well.. She's here guys!

Ranboo: Ahhh! Why!

Tubbo: She's here!

Ranboo: There's a reason-

Tubbo: She's here! *laughs* Just thought I'd let you know! *laughs* She's raring to go! That's awfully exciting..

[Video cuts again to the next beeduo clip]

Tubbo: Guys, I want to- How does one get the- What is the max people that have been in a single space, like, ever?

Ranboo: I own the number two spot for that!

Tubbo: Do you? How many was it?

Ranboo: Yeah. It was during MCC, it was 36k I think

Tubbo: 36- guys, can we get 38k please?

Ranboo: *fakes being angry* Can't you let me have anything!? *laughs*

Tubbo: Wh- Ok, Mr. 100k subs, Jesus

Ranboo: I don't- I got that once

Tubbo: Twice

Ranboo: It was six times actually..

Tubbo: SIX TIMES!? Oh my god, ok..

Ranboo: Alright... Goodbye space people!

Tubbo: Bye!

Ranboo: Goodbye!

Tubbo: Bye! Leave

Ranboo: I'm leaving the U.K. actually

Tubbo: He's not

Ranboo: *laughs* I'm not.. Wouldn't that be just terrible?

Tubbo: You just said bye and left..

Ranboo: The whole time everyone thought that I was going in, like, October but then I actually just straight up just leave..

Tubbo: You wanna go home?

Ranboo: ..in the middle of August

Tubbo: You can just leave.. get out!

Ranboo: Ok..

Tubbo: Pffft

Ranboo: Bye!

Tubbo: Bye!

[Video cuts again to the next beeduo clip]

Ranboo: I'm back from the U.S.!

Tubbo: Oh, what did you forget?

Ranboo: My- my beloved locket

Tubbo: *mocks American Accent* and the AirPods *laughs*

Ranboo: Yes

Tubbo: Have you told them what you've called your AirPods? The name of them?

Ranboo: Oh yeah, no, it's because basically, right, if you put a slash and then an asterisk at the end of a word it will bleep it out, so, right, me of course being young I thought that was the funniest thing to have that. So whenever Siri said my name she would just go like "You [beep]" so I thought that was funny. So it's like beeping noise, yeah

Tubbo: Oh, I see. So is that why mine do that as well?

Ranboo: I guess so, yeah

Tubbo: Yeah

Ranboo: Yeah.. yeah..

Tubbo: I see.. So..

Ranboo: I'm gonna go now

Tubbo: Bye, again!

Ranboo: Bye! Back to the U.S. I go!

Tubbo: There's no "E" in Tubbo.. Just throwing it out there..

[yannowhatigiveup]

New but True

This is the 10k+ one shot I was talking about. I finished it as quickly as I could yesterday (with aching muscles WHICH STILL HURTS-) Any way enjoy!

Wordcount: >13k

Damian didn't know how he was expecting his day to go but he didn't expect it to go like this.

He woke up a little earlier than usual which was an annoyance since he would be doing patrol late at night. His brothers were also being a pain when he arrived for breakfast, but that was normal. What wasn't normal was the fact that he had this aching feeling in his stomach, a gut feeling, that something would happen. He wasn't sure whether it was something good or something bad, but he wasn't going to take any chances. He didn't pay any attention to Dick as he talked about how Kor'i and Mar'i would be coming to visit. The eldest, being his overdramatic self, let out a huff of taken offense when he realised Damian wasn't paying attention. His thoughts were interrupted by Jason's annoying snark.

"Demon-spawn's love life is nonexistent, did you really expect him to listen?"

Damian inhaled sharply through his nose, took a sip from the cup of coffee he stole from Tim, reached for a knife and looked Jason straight in the eyes. "Your life will be nonexistent, Todd"

As he was about to throw it, Alfred materialized behind him. "Master Damian, no throwing utensils at the table"

The green-eyed boy huffed, finishing the rest of Tim's coffee off. He left to his room with no comment and when he reached his room, he changed to go on a walk.

He didn't have a specific area he wanted to go to, he just let his legs do the walking. He made it to a paint shop, an antique shop, a small drinks stand where he bought a small lemonade from and a quiet street. Then the feeling returned only much stronger. Damian then felt as if he was being watched. His eyes squinted and scanned the area surrounding him only to be filled with dread as a wave of exhaustion hit him. Somehow someway, someone managed to drug him. Soon the effects of the drug went in full motion and he sank quickly into darkness.

~~~

Damian, still half asleep, tried to move around, only to feel a chains bounding him to the floor. Now he was fully awake. His eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room and he came to the conclusion that he was kidnapped by the League of Assassins. He was heavily and expertly bounded to the floor which was a bother. Then a voice made him realise he wasn't alone.

"Wh-where am I?" A faint, small and sweet voice asked in French.

Damian's head turned to the direction the sound was doing from, his vision was then locked with the other figure in the room. Green eyes met blue. Damon didn't know what to say after meeting the girl's gaze and instead observed her. She was beautiful, probably the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, and she looked small, frail and weak. But Damian knew better than to judge people based on appearance alone. It could all just be an act, an image she's trying to portray. 'This girl has to be dangerous or has to have a great significance of some kind. After all, she was kidnapped too'. Damian was about to answer when an all too familiar voice answered instead.

"You're in the League of Assassins, little guardian" a female voice replied in french. Damian then turned to meet his mother's glare, giving Talia a glare of his own.

"...Why am I here?" Even though the girl seemed very fragile at that moment, her voice was intimidating.

"To be betrothed to my son"

"What?!" Both teenagers exclaimed in French.

"You heard me. You-" Talia pointed at Damian. "are the heir to the League of Assassins and you-" her finger pointed to the blue-haired girl. "are the Great Guardian, heir to the Order of the Guardians." she then crossed her arms. "It would be beneficial for both parties for this marriage to take place as it would create an alliance between the two opposing organizations"

Talia approached the blue-eyed girl first. "I have your kwami" she whispered furiously in French. "Go through with this, otherwise your kwami will take the punishment" Damian didn't understand what his mother was talking about and soon she was approaching him. "You refuse, the girl dies. You choose" she told her son in English. Talia was very certain the girl heard and understood her words.

He didn't know anything about the girl but he would be damned if he let her die. Damian and the figure both locked eyes again. Though neither face showed any emotion, their eyes conveyed a silent conversation, a silent agreement.

Talia didn't see this as she was already turning away from them. "You'll now be escorted to different rooms to change". At her command, more people entered the room.

~~~

He was forced into his assassin's gear and dragged to the alter, many assassins with weapons drawn warned him to remain where he was. Then the doors opened. The mysterious blue-

eyed girl was fitted in a dark red qipao, her long midnight hair, that was now let down, framed her face perfectly. If they weren't in this situation, he probably would have approached the girl himself.

Being brought back to reality, both him and the girl stood side by side, looking up at Talia who had a goblet filled with god knows what. The brown-haired woman then forcefully took the girl's hand and sliced her palm, letting the blood drip down into the beaker. Upon doing so, the blue-haired girl winced when the blade made contact with her skin. Talia then took Damian's hand and did the same, Damian didn't show any emotion when the action was done. The woman mixed the liquids and poured the concoction into two separate glasses. She chanted something in another language which he didn't bother listening to. Both Damian's and the girl's eyes locked once more before they both brought the chalices to their lips and drank. Damian ignored the burning from the liquid as it went down his throat but he saw the girl gulp in visible discomfort.

After the ceremony was complete, the newlywed couple were forced into a bedroom. Damian tried opening the door but it was, shut. He turned to face the girl who was now sitting on the edge of the bed.

"I'm truly sorry for these turn of events"

"I'm so sorry they dragged you into this"

Damian and the blue-eyed girl shared a small but saddened chuckle as they both talked, in English, at the same time.

"Like I said earlier I... I'm sorry you were forced into this" Damian murmured as he went to sit next to the girl, keeping some distance as to not make her uncomfortable.

"I'm gonna stop you right there" She put her hand up, indicating for him to stop talking. "You were roped into this as much as I was" the girl hesitantly placed her hand on his and surprisingly, Damian didn't feel the need to pull away. "The only person here to blame is your mother" her eyes widened at her own statement "Sorryifthatoffendedyou!"

Damian chuckled at her reaction. "It's fine. She only gets the privilege of being called my mother because she's biologically related to me" he thought for a moment and cleared his throat. "Since we're... married"

"We might as well try to make it work" she smiled at him and Damian felt his cheeks heat up ever so slightly.

He nodded. "Firstly, Hello, my name is Damian, Damian Wayne and I am your husband"

"Well hello too you too! I'm your wife and my name is Marinette Dupain-Cheng... or is it Wayne now?" Marinette asked slightly flustered. Damian decided that he enjoyed seeing her flustered. He took the hand that was resting on his and gently kissed her knuckles. The bluenette's blush was far more visible now.

"Marinette" Damian hummed. "A beautiful name to suit a beautiful lady such as yourself"

She giggled, Damian revelled in the sound. "You're one to talk tall, dark and handsome" she abruptly stopped. "Wait, Damian Wayne?" Marinette tried to stifle her laughter but failed.

"What's so funny?" He shot her a jokingly glare.

"No it's just-" she tried to control her laughter and managed to lower it to giggles. "There's a girl in my class and she says that you and her are a couple"

The look of disgust on his face managed to throw her into a fit of more laughter. "The only woman that I love is my beautiful wife" he grumbled, pulling Marinette closer to him and wrapping his arm around her waist. Damian felt the blue-eyed girl's body freeze. "Sorry I-" he was cut off when Marinette leaned into his embrace, her head snuggled under his chin.

"I love you too, mon chéri"

~~~

In the few hours she really got to know him, Marinette fell for Damian, she fell hard. He told her about his pets and about Jon, his self proclaimed best friend. He then told her about his family, how they were actually the Bats and how infuriating they were, though she knew he loved them. In turn she told him about being Ladybug and the situation in Paris, he was furious about not knowing of this sooner. Even more so after finding out her relationship with her classmates but he kept his promise to not kill them, for now.

They hadn't noticed how much time has past until the sound of the door opening reminded the couple of where they were. Damian and Marinette both stood up, the bluenette slightly behind her husband as Talia entered the room. The older woman tossed a cage and a key at the two, she left without saying a single word. Marinette picked up the key and stumbled to cage, shakily turning the key. As soon as the cage door opened, the red blur flew out and hugged her cheek.

"Marinette I was so worried!" Tikki squeaked

"I'm glad you're okay Tikki!" The bluenette turned to the black-haired boy who was smiling ever so slightly at the reunion. "Damian this is Tikki, my kwami. Tikki this is Damian, my husband"

Damian stood and nodded curtly at the flying goddess. The kwami flew up, inspected for a second and hugged his cheek. Marinette giggled at the interaction. "He's right for you Marinette. But the moment I get my hands on that witch of a woman, I will get Plagg to deal with her"

Marinette, not wanting to stress her kwami best friend, suggested that Tikki get some rest and the kwami, though hesitantly, agreed. Now it was just Damian and Marinette awake. The green-eyed boy walked towards the window, Marinette followed suit.

"Tt, It's bolted down where we can't reach" Damian was referring to the window.

"I checked for any secret doors or passage ways, nothing"

"We need to escape somehow" he murmured. 'We could try to pick the door lock but there's an object obstructing the hole, only removed when the key is used. Kicking the door down could be an option but there could be assassins posted outside-'

"You look tired" Marinette's sweet voice interrupted his thoughts. "Go to bed"

"I can sleep on the flo-"

"It's cold sleeping on my own" she smiled up at him. Damian swore that her smile was brighter than the sun itself. He placed a tender kiss on her forehead.

"Alright"

Marinette was surprised at how well she trusted Damian despite the fact they had known each other for less than 24 hours. Yet here she was, cuddling up in her husband's arms. It was probably Plagg's influence giving her confidence. Then again, Damian must be thinking the exact same thing. She reached out to cover the black-haired boy completely with the blanket provided. When she was sure he was safe under the blanket, she kissed his cheek and snuggled back into his chest. They could escape later, right now she just wanted to spend time with Damian. Her husband.

~~~

A few days had past and they still hadn't made any progress of escaping. Though they had made progress in bonding. Despite the fact they had only been with each other for a few days, they felt as if they'd known each other for years. They knew each other's hobbies, favourite activities, body language. It's almost as if they could communicate through their eyes alone. Damian hate to say it, but he had to thank his mother for introducing the two. Though that small spark of gratefulness would soon flicker out.

One day, Damian woke alone. He noticed the lack of his wife's signature scent, vanilla and cherry blossoms courtesy of her shampoo, as well as the lack of warmth when he woke up. It hit him like a train, Talia took her. He stormed through the door, surprisingly it was left unlocked. He found his mother in a separate room, calmly drinking tea.

"Where. Is. My. Wife." He growled out. Talia looked at her son, put her cup of tea down and stared straight into his eyes.

"We've decided" she began slowly. "That we need more from their side of the bargain" A dangerous glint was in her eyes. "We've asked for the miraculous in exchange for protection but since they've refused, we're going void this bethrothal. By killing the girl. You are no longer needed here"

Damian's eyes were wide open. Marinette was the only person in the world he truly loved, she didn't judge him for his past and she didn't mind when he was stubborn and self-centered. He'd finally opened his heart to her fully, now his mother was going to kill her. His fists were clenched but before he could do anything, he was hit at the back of his head, knocking him out cold.

~~~

"Has Master Damian returned?" Alfred asked when he entered the living room.

"Nope, the brat's not home" Jason replied, too invested in one of his books.

"Is there something wrong, Alfred?" Alfred turned to where Dick was sitting on the couch, eager for his wife and daughter to return from Tamaran.

"Master Damian is usually home by now when he goes out for walks and it is almost time for dinner" he sounded as if he was going to say more but there was someone at the door so he went to see who it was, Dick followed thinking it was Kor'i and Mar'i. But before he left he told the other two men in the room to call Damian.

Jason tried first but succeeded no results. "You try Replacement"

Tim, who was losing it slightly as he had one less cup of coffee than usual, obliged, only to receive the same outcome. Getting slightly confused, he tried tracking his little brother's phone. Soon Mar'i came in.

"Hi Uncle Jay! Hi Uncle Timmy!" She looked around the room, her green eyes slightly glinting with sadness. "Where's Uncle Dami?"

Tim and Jason looked at each other, gesturing for the other to answer. Luckily Alfred stepped in. "He's out on a walk. Right now it's time for dinner so let's get you seated"

The little girl bounced with joy. "Okay Papa Alfie!"

The the two left, Bruce decided to walk in. He glanced briefly around the room. "Where's Damian?"

"He's not answering any calls or messages. I tracked his phone and-" he turned the computers screen around, showing a map with a circle indicating where Damian's phone was.

"Should we go get the Demon Brat now B or?" Jason asked.

"You can go Jason"

The second eldest went to the batcave to suit up and Tim sent the location. It lead Red Hood to a quiet street, and an unsupervised phone. He picked it up, saw all of the notifications on it and looked around the area. No Damian in sight. What was insight though, was a cup of lemonade, nearly finished. 'This is getting very weird very quickly' Red Hood figured it would be best just to take it back in case.

When he got back, he put the lemonade through for testing and went upstairs for dinner, Damian's phone in hand. When he arrived he was met with all the stares of anticipation. He sighed and put the phone on the table.

"I didn't find Demon Spawn" nearly all of the table sighed. "All I found was lemonade, didn't know he drank it"

"Did you get it tested for any sedatives?" Dick asked, worried for his little brother.

"In the cave now"

"Tim, he has a tracker on right?" Dick turned to the coffee-deprived boy.

Tim nodded and pulled his phone out. "It must've got damaged somehow, it's not appearing on the map"

"Has it got a tracked history of where he's been?" Bruce cut in. Tim fiddled with his phone for a moment.

"His last tracked location was the same location where we found his phone"

"Is Uncle Dami gonna be okay?" The small girl's voice echoed in the room.

"Don't worry my little bumgorf, I'm sure we will find him" Kor'i reassured her daughter.

Soon dinner was finished, Kor'i took Mar'i to her room so the others could find out what happened. When they reached the batcave, the lemonade, the only piece of evidence they had, had traces of a very strong sedative that would've knocked Damian out in seconds. They went out on an earlier patrol to see if they could spot the green-eyed boy. Nothing. On the regular patrol, no villain had claimed to taking Damian. Again, the patrol received no results.

"I'll try calling Jon" Dick's worried voice whispered.

After a few rings, Jon picked up. "Hi Dick! What's-"

"Have you seen Damian today?"

"No I haven't, why is something wrong?" The boy asked, getting worried for his best friend.

"He's not picking up his phone and his tracker for damaged"

"...o-okay I'll keep an eye out for him"

Dick thanked the young superhero and shook his head to all the people in the room. They all collectively sighed. 'Where did you go Little D?'

~~~

A few days passed and they still had no luck. Jason was getting worried, 'The Joker better not have him'. Though Damian is a little shit at times, he was still his younger brother. Jason was always the first to get out and look for him, he was one of the last people Damian talked to that day, and he wasn't necessarily happy about what he said to him beforehand. If he was captured, tortured and/or killed by the Joker, Jason would never let the feeling of vengeance grow.

Red Hood surveyed the area and his head darted in the direction of what sounded like a struggle. He alerted the others through his comm and headed towards the noise. It came from two hooded figures and...

"Hey!"

The hooded figures froze at the sound of his voice. They quickly left the area not before harshly throwing the third figure at the nearby wall. Red Hood ran up to the boy and he was right. It was Damian, battered, bruised and unconscious. But he was alive. Red Hood scrambled to his side, carrying him on his back. "I found him but he's not doing too good"

"Bring him back to the batcave, Agent A will take care of him. In the meantime, return to patrol"

When they had all finished, they returned to the batcave where Alfred was hovering over Damian, who was on a bed, covered in bandages.

"Master Damian is recovering quickly, he'll wake up soon" Alfred reassured the worried family.

Though not most of them wouldn't admit it out loud, they deeply missed and were incredibly fretful for their youngest. Bruce, Dick, Tim and even Jason all sat around Damian. Only after Alfred assured them to bed did they leave the boy's side.

Tim woke up early, as usual, and he decided to fix himself a cup of strong coffee. He grabbed his laptop from the living room and instead of doing work there, he went down to the batcave at sat besides Damian's bed. He'd felt a pang of sadness when his younger brother didn't return home a few days earlier as he didn't interact at all will him before he left.

Tim didn't register when Damian left, or the fact that Dick was talking, or even when Jason kept throwing remarks here and there. The thing he did register though was the fact that his coffee cup was no longer in his reach. "Who took my coffee?" He tried to sound threatening but it came out as tired and completely done.

"Demon Spawn took it" Jason scoffed.

Tim then reached for the familiar cup from across the table, only to find it empty.

"How dare he drink my coffee" Tim growled, a new source of energy arising from his anger. "The brat's definitely going to get it later"

All too soon, it was time for breakfast. Tim got up to leave only to stop when he saw movement in the corner of his eye. The coffee lover turned to face a half conscious Damian.

"You're okay! Little D's awake!!" Tim shouted to get everyone's attention.

"Could you not burst my eardrums Drake?" The green-eyed boy grumbled, his head still throbbing from the hit he had taken earlier.

One by one, the others filed into the batcave. Dick gave Damian a big hug, Tim flashed a smile of relief, Jason ruffled the boy's hair and Bruce gave a small hug followed by a pat on the head. Throughout the whole ordeal, Damian had blank stare. No scowl, no unpleasant looks. Nothing. No one knew what had happened, only that it wasn't good. Soon, Mar'i came running in and jumped onto his bed, squeezing him in a hug.

"Uncle Dami we were so worried!" The little girl sobbed. Though the contact did hurt, he pushed aside the pain from the injuries and patted his niece's head.

"I'm back now"

"Where did you go?" Mar'i's eyes shone in burning curiosity. It reminded Damian of Marinette, the first thing she said had the same curiosity.

"It doesn't matter" he choked out. The others must have mistook the question as a trigger for a bad memory as they instantly changed the subject, they had no clue of the real reason.

"If you are well rested, Master Damian, would you like to join us for breakfast?" Alfred entered the room, his eyes were empathetic. 'Pennyworth knows what happened, he always knows'

"Yes, thank you Pennyworth" Mar'i jumped off so Damian could stand up. He suppressed a wince as he put pressure on his right foot. Slowly, the others left to go upstairs and Damian was left alone with his father.

"Damian" The green-eyed boy looked up to where Bruce was standing. "What happened?"

"Mother" he states simply, he didn't need to add anything else.

"What did she do?"

"..." Damian didn't answer at first, he looked away, wanting to avoid eye contact as much as possible. Bruce patiently waited, however. The green-eyed boy's head lowered to the ground but his gaze was fixated on his father. They had a deadly, destructive, toxic tint that even disturbed Bruce. But he said nothing, not a single word left his mouth and whatever he wanted to say seemed to die down in his throat. Damian took a few steps to one of the exits before stopping and turning back towards Bruce. "I appreciate your concern, father" Damian's lips twitched, forming a small smile, and he walked away, trying not to show he was limping.

Bruce watched as his youngest walked, limped, away. Whatever Talia had done, it had taken a toll on Damian. Mentally and Physically. He wanted to know exactly what happened so he could give the help the green-eyed boy needed. For now, he'll let his son relax and heal, he deserved it.

~~~

Marinette woke to a lack of warmth and the lost feeling of strong arms around her body. One of her eyes fluttered open, she was in a different room, one she didn't recognise. The bluenette began to panic and searched for the door, it was locked.

"Dami?"

No answer.

"Tikki?" Luckily, the small goddess was in the room.

"I tried to stop them but they knocked me out, I'm so sorry Marinette!" The blue-eyed girl was quick to reassure her kwami when she heard talking down the hall.

"Where. Is. My. Wife."

Marinette immediately recognised it as Damian's voice. She wanted to call out but it would be a stupid move, there could be assassins posted in front of her door, she could put Damian in danger, the possibilities were endless. So she just listened.

"We've decided... that we need more from their side of the bargain. We've asked for the miraculous in exchange for protection but since they've refused, we're going void this bethrothal. By killing the girl. You are no longer needed here"

The blue-haired girl then heard the sound of something heavy being used to hit someone, then a loud thud. Marinette had to cover her mouth so that her scream would be muffled. She had to get out of there. Now. The bluenette didn't want to leave without Damian, but he would want her to escape. She quietly transformed and went to the window in her room, it wasn't bolted down like the room she was previously in so she used her yo-yo to break it down. And she ran, she ran as far as her legs could take her. When she was positive she was safe, she took her yo-yo and called the one person who could get her out of there.

"Pegasus?" She asked, her voice hoarse as she held back tears.

"Ladybug! We're getting worried, where are you? A Parisian citizen is missing and there's an akuma attack currently going on and if you don't get here we'll 100%-"

"Can you get my location, please?" Ladybug pleaded, hoping that the horse hero wouldn't get mad for cutting him off. Other than the occasional computer keyboard sounds, the line went silent. "When you do, please don't question where I am. Can you teleport me back to Paris?"

"Got it Ladybug" the ladybug hero then heard a muffled 'Voyage!' in the background and a portal appeared in front of her.

The portal lead to the Eiffel Tower and in front of her was a worried Pegasus.

"I'll explain everything later, let's deal with this akuma first"

~~~

After a difficult akuma and a Lucky Charm in the form of fairy lights, Ladybug felt her walls crumbling.

"Ladybug!" Chat's voice echoed from behind her. The black cat hero was followed by Pegasus, Ryuko and Honey Bee, Chloe's new hero mantle. "What happened? Where did you go?"

Before she could answer, Pegasus spoke up. "Sorry to interrupt but my miraculously about to run out and I need to return it"

"Oh right, come with me Pegasus" She lead him to a nearby building and he detransformed, leaving Max standing where the horse-themed hero once was.

"My friend Marinette is still missing, can you-"

"She's safe don't worry, she'll be home soon" After bidding Max goodbye, she returned to where the other three heroes were waiting.

"Alright Buginette, explain" Honey Bee exclaimed as soon as Ladybug arrived. Though the spotted heroine didn't seem to be listening. "Ladybug-"

She detransformed, wearing a black qipao with floral embroidery, and Tikki hugged her cheeks as tears rolled down them. The others were quick to rush to her side.

"Mari-hime... what happened?" Ryuko began slowly.

"I think it's best if she explains this at home" Chat Noir suggested.

"I'll take her, you two detransform and meet her at home. I'll come up with a cover story" Honey Bee said, carrying the woeful bluenette.

When Kagami and Adrien arrived at the Tom and Sabine Boulangerie Patisserie, Marinette's parents were busy in the baker but explained the story that Chloe had told them, how Marinette was a target for one of the Akumas and needed to leave immediately. They said she was up in her room. The two were about to walk up the stairs when Chloe burst though the door behind them, out of breath, and walked with them. As they opened the trapdoor in Marinette's bedroom floor, they found the bluenette sat on her chaise, being comforted by the small red kwami.

"You know how strong Damian is, Marinette. I'm sure he managed to escape and I bet he's as worried as you are right now" the three heroes heard Tikki say.

"Whose Damian?" Adrien asked. The bluenette only seems to then notice that there were others in the room with her. She sighed and gestured for the three to sit in front of her, which they did.

She took a deep breath. "So a few days ago I was kidnapped by the League of Assassins. They were the organization that the Order of the Guardians had been opposed to for so long. Their current leader decided it would be best to end this conflict and had me, along with her son, kidnapped for an arranged marriage. Damian is her son and before you bash him or something, he was just as forced into it as I was. He turned his back on his mother and the league years ago and I don't hold him for his past."

"Since the betrothal was sealed with magic, we both knew that there was no safe way around it so we decided to work with it. I got to know him, he got to know me et cetera. And I kinda fell hard for him. Earlier today I woke up in a different room than the one I had been locked in, luckily Tikki was with me. I didn't know where he was but I heard Damian confront his mother about my whereabouts. Then when she revealed she was planning to kill me, she injured Damian so that he would be unable to save me and I ran away." She composed herself and looked at Adrien's, Chloe's and Kagami's expressions.

"Now I don't know if Damian is okay or if he still loves me or if he hates me for leaving him behind-" she began rambling on again as her friends were still processing the information.

"Dupain-Cheng!" Chloe shouted, stopping Marinette from maundering on any further. "So you got kidnapped, you got married... and now your worried your husband hates you because you escaped?" The bluenette nodded slowly. "You get left alone for a few hours and you're already married..." she teased, trying to lighten up the mood.

Marinette's cheeks were tinted red but her expression didn't change otherwise. "You said he's the son of the one who kidnapped you right?" Kagami asked.

"Y-yeah"

"Does he know how to use a sword? I wish to duel him to see if he's worthy of your love" she stated simply. Adrien chuckled softly and Marinette smiled slightly.

"What's his last name as it's also your last name now?" The blue-eyed girl's cheeks got redder as she cleared her throat.

"Wayne, Damian Wayne"

If Chloe was drinking a something she would've done a spit take right at that very moment. "Damian Wayne? As in the son of Bruce Wayne the billionaire? The one Lie-la's lying about dating?" Marinette nodded.

"You were saying earlier that you think he might not love you anymore right?" Adrien tried to distract the girls from Chloe's spluttering.

"...yeah what about it?"

"Well you also said he confronted his mother right? Well he must've truly loved you to just go and yell at a dangerous person who was also the person holding them captive. Though you haven't really told us what he's like, I doubt he would just stop loving you like that" Kagami emphasized his point by snapping her fingers.

Marinette smiled. "Thanks for coming to talk but right now I'm exhausted"

"We'll leave you to sleep, Mari-hime" The Japanese fencer then pulled the two blondes out of the room as they both wished her a good nap. Marinette kept a smile until they left, it slowly fell and Mari sank in the pillows of her bed. It didn't feel right to sleep without Damian. She felt... incomplete without him by her side. The tears rolled down again.

~~~

It had been a few days since Damian was found and, honestly, he wasn't doing that good. He'd been quiet, ignoring all remarks from his brothers, hadn't issued any death threats, even his pets didn't seem to bring him more joy. What confused the bat brothers the most is whenever someone would call out for Mar'i, Damian would always glance at the direction of the sound, only to have a slight hint of disappointment in his eyes when he saw his niece but he would always put on a smile for the small girl, sometimes genuine, most times forced.

They didn't have a clue how to crack the case so they got the next best person to obtain information for the green-eyed boy. Jon.

When Jon appeared at the door, Alfred was quick to lead him to Damian's room. The sooner Damian had someone to talk to, the better. "Master Damian, you have a visitor"The door was unlocked so Alfred lead Jon in and promptly left afterwards.

There was silence between the two ad Jon sat down on the floor in front of his best friend, who was sitting on the end of the bed.

"Dami? Do you wanna talk about it?" Jon waited patiently for the green-eyed boy to talk. After a few heartbeats, Damian sighed.

"Mother kidnapped me for an arranged marriage" he murmured. Jon gasped lightly as Damian continued. "She and I were both kidnapped and forced to go through with it. That's how I got...this" He lifted his hand to show faint but noticeable, curved scar, made by a very sharp blade. After a few seconds, Damian put his hand back down. "We were trapped in a shared room so we took that opportunity to get to know one another"

Damian didn't continue after that and Jon came to a conclusion. "You realised you love her"

He nodded. "Now, it's my fault that she's been tortured. Because I wasn't fast enough to protect her..." This was probably the first time Jon had seen his best friend visibly melancholic so he gave him a small hug and surprisingly, Damian wasn't bothered to push him away. "I am so pathetic"

Jon noticed someone at the door, Dick perhaps, but he doubted they they heard anything as Damian's voice was above a whisper so that only Jon could hear. After hearing the person walk away, he decided to lighten the mood. "What's she like?"

"Beautiful, kind, smart, resourceful... She's the living embodiment of sunshine, a breath of fresh air. She isn't quick to judge and she's always got a plan in her head. She's persistent too, and it's adorable when she gets flustered" Damian smiled lightly to himself.

"What's her name? What does she look like?" If talking about this girl made the green-eyed boy happy, then that's what Jon will do.

"Her name's Marinette. Blue hair, blue eyes, short" Damian chuckled lightly. "A smile brighter than the sun itself" he paused. "I don't think she's dead, she's too strong to go down just like that. But I think she's absolutely livid at me."

"She loves you a lot right?, then she wouldn't be" Jon reassured his best friend. "I gotta go now but feel free to talk about her, kay?" Jon almost left the room but was stopped by Damian's voice.

"Hey, Kent" he turned. "Thank you"

Jon smiled brightly before leaving the room, he went down stairs to the living room and was greeted by Bruce, Dick, Jason, Tim, Alfred and Kor'i.

"Well?" Jason pushed, eager to know what was bothering the brat.

He wasn't sure what to say until he heard Alfred whisper. "Let the young master tell them"

Jon shook his head. "Not my place to share. I'm sure he'll tell you eventually though, he just needs time to find the right words" 'He can't just waltz in and say "I got betrothed and now I think my wife hates me cause I left her at the mercy of my mother" They'll think he went mad!'

Bruce sighed. "Thank you Jon, how bad was the situation he was in?"

All the adults in the room were on edge as Jon took so time to formulate his answer. "The aftermath hurt him a lot" the others nodded.

"Wait" Everyone turned to the origin of the sound, Kor'i. "Why does Little D always tense when he hears Mar'i's name?"

"Yeah he does seem to do that" Dick murmured.

Jon was silent for a few seconds, 'What am I supposed to say? Damian's wife is called Marinette and "Mari" is probably a nickname for her. And your daughter just so happens to have the same name!' "Uh, Well Damian himself will have to explain that" The couple, though seemingly unconvinced, nodded.

"Thanks for your help, Jon"

~~~

A few months have past, Damian has slowly gotten better but he still hasn't quite been the same. He'd always have a scowl, as normal, and he'd issue death threats but only after a lot of probing. He'd also refrain from using his katana and other sharp utensils as a first resort. It was scary to say the least. He'd also spend a lot more time in his art room. Though he never displayed any emotions on his face, Damian's brothers noticed how whenever the green-eyes boy was upset, he'd always run his thumb on a long scar on his palm. Obviously from when he was kidnapped.

No one found out what happened as they never asked. Though they were curious. The curiosity grew when Jason managed to sneak into Damian's art room.

Jason was walking around the manor, looking for one of his guns that one of his brothers had hidden, he still didn't know who did it. Somehow, he found himself in front of the door leading to Damian's painting room and surprisingly, it was unlocked. Wanting to look for his missing gun and definitely not wanting to snook around, Jason waltzed in.

Briefly looking around for his gun, Jason came to the conclusion that it wasn't in this room but he stayed to look, admire, at his youngest brother's paintings, his fingers stroked through his two-toned hair. Though he would never admit it, Damian had real skill. One painting in particular caught his eye. It was small but held incredible detail, it looked like a scene frozen in time, but the detail wasn't what caught his eye.

The painting itself was of a long, sharp blade, it was covered in blood. Two different shades of blood. Jason suspected that this was the blade that caused the scar on Damian's palm, further supported by the still drying paint. Most of the paintings before the incident were either of the family or just landscapes, it was no coincidence that this painting was of a memory of what happened the the period he was taken.

Noting that the Demon Brat arrived back from patrol at 4 am, he was probably still asleep, Jason took the painting to bring to the living room.

"Any luck finding your gun?" Tim questioned mockingly.

"No" Jason replied in the same mocking tone but it quickly changed into a serious stare. The other adults noticed this change. He turned the painting in his hand around so that the artwork faced the audience. "I think I found a clue"

When that happened, they watched the boy's moves much more carefully. As well as monitoring the paintings in his room. Thankfully, the other paintings weren't of what happened, they returned to simple family portraits and landscapes. Though it could be debatable as they still had no idea what happened.

Bruce decided to host a competition, where the prizes would be an all-expense paid trip to Gotham and tours of WE for the next generation of work force, it was to write a letter detailing accomplishments and good-deeds as well as those who inspired the writer. He was going through the entries along with all his sons, Damian insisted on reading the ones he was given in his room, though not all of them wanted to help willingly. Expect for the occasional tapping at the computer's keyboard and thoughtful hums, all was silent in the manor. The silence was broken by Tim.

"Hey I like this one" he sipped on his coffee as Dick came to read the letter over Tim's shoulder.

"I think we found a winner" Dick chimed as Tim sent it to Bruce.

When he got it he read through it carefully. This was definitely one of the best they had received. "Very detailed, descriptive, the punctuation is on point, there's a tribute to their heroes as well" Bruce hummed. "Who's the one who submitted this?"

Tim squinted at the computer screen. "Marinette Dupain-Cheng, from Paris"

"You're gonna do a background check on her, aren't yo-" Jason paused mid sentence. "Why did the lady mention heroes?"

~~~

A few months have passed since the newlyweds were separated, Marinette still missed Damian every day. Adrien, Chloe and Kagami still didn't know how to cheer the bluenette up, they hadn't told Luka yet either as they were aware he still had lingering feelings for the blue-eyed girl. That was until one day a certain competition caught the school's eye. One being hosted by a certain Bruce Wayne.

When Marinette entered her classroom early, for once, Chloe and Adrien were already waiting for her. "Look at this Mari-bear!" The female blonde shoved a flyer in the bluenette's face. Marinette took it from Chloe, her eyes getting wider as she scanned it.

But he time she was done, one had was covering her mouth as her eyes began to water. "If you enter you'll get a chance at winning and that means you'll get to see Damian again!" Adrien encouraging smile was blinding.

The bluenette nodded. "Yeah, I'm gonna enter" Just as she finished her statement, the bell rang and the rest of the students filtered in and once all the students were seated, Miss Bustier entered. She was surprisingly on time, for once.

"Class, I have an important announcement to make" The incompetent teacher clapped her hands to gain the class' attention. They settled down after a few minutes. "As I'm sure some of you have heard, Bruce Wayne as announced a competition which the price is a trip to Gotham!"

"My Damiboo must've begged Bruce to host this competition as he could see me again" Lila gasped dramatically, her fake, faker than her tinnitus, crocodile tears threatened to spill. "I-I w-w-wasn't supposed to s-say a-a-anything. Please d-don't tell anyone!" The bluenette had to bite back a growl and merely settled for glaring daggers into the brunette's skull.

"We won't girl!" Alya comforted the liar, glaring at Marinette and Chloe at the back, as if daring them.

"Even if the competition was made for Lila to return for Gotham, we still need to have a good entry" Miss Bustier specifically landed her gaze onto Marinette, pushing all her responsibilities onto the bluenette, yet again. "I'll leave you to plan" The redhead teacher left the classroom, not even staying for a full 10 minutes. Marinette sighed and turned to Chloe.

"I'm going to write about our achievements as citizens, I hope I get chosen. I really want to see Damian again" The bluenette murmured, the blonde hugged her best friend.

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll win. Then you and your loving husband will be reunited" Chloe's tone changed from sincere to teasing when she mentioned Marinette's husband. The bluenette flushed and went to ask Mlle. Mendeleiev if she could work in her classroom.

The science teacher had become Marinette's favourite teacher in the entire school, she saw through Lila's lies and did approach the brunette about them. Lila did her charm but Mlle. Mendeleiev never fell for it, merely making the liar believe she had. The science teacher never properly took proper action against the student in fear of losing her job but she did keep a folder of evidence against Lila, one that was shared with Marinette so when the time came, the bluenette would have enough evidence to fully bring the liar down. She was helpful for her teacher's help. To no surprise, Mlle. Mendeleiev allowed Marinette to do her entry for the competition in her classroom and quickly the bluenette got to work.

Miss Buster only just announced this and the school only decided to hang the flyers when the due date was five days away. Not to mention it had to be written in English, it was hard enough writing something long, let alone in another language, even though Marinette was fluent in said language. Though it was a pain, it was nothing a few dozen cups of coffee could fix. Surprisingly, Marinette managed to finish it on the second day. Though she still had to proofread it as well as make sure it all made sense. On the third day, she was confident with her letter. Adrien, Chloe, Kagami and Luka all came to read it so the bluenette would be sure it was good enough to send. Once giving their praises, she hit send. She just hoped her father-in-law thought it was good enough.

A few days later, Marinette got her answer.

She arrived early that day, surprisingly, Chloe was in the classroom waiting. "Well?" The blonde stated impatiently, Marinette titled her head in confusion.

"What?"

"The email!" Chloe shook her head as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. It took a few moments for Marinette to process what her friend was saying. When she did, she jumped into her seat and opened her phone, her fingers shaky with fear and anticipation.

Dear Miss Dupain-Cheng

It's a great honor to tell you that your entry, out of the thousands that were submitted, was chosen as the winner for this competition.

As I first read through the letter you presented, I was intrigued and touched with the actions you and your classmates have done for your community. Each deed was different in it's own write and it was a great pleasure to have read through each and everyone, though, not many of your own had been written down. When you arrive at Gotham, I'd be delighted to hear your own achievements as I am sure, as proven by the way you spoke of your classmates, you have plenty of your own. I was also deeply touched at how you had a tribute to your own heroes in Paris. I was not aware before this that there were such important figureheads in the city so reading about them in your entry was fascinating to say the least. It was also a delight to read how the vigilantes of Gotham inspired you to help others.

The permission slip for the trip is attached to this email, please make sure the one in charge of your classroom has it signed for each student who wishes to attend. I'm sure you are aware that Gotham is a dangerous city and although we are taking extra security measures, it would be advised to have the class debriefed so they know what to expect in case a situation were to occur. If there are any requests or questions, please do not fail to contact me. I look forward to meeting you and your classmates when you arrive.

Congratulations once again,

Bruce Wayne

Marinette could barely hold back the tears of happiness building up in her eyes, Chloe got up and hugged the girl in celebration. Adrien came in soon after, both blondes hugged their best friend with too much force. Though it couldn't last long as the others were starting to file in.

"Class, I have some good news!" Caline Bustier announced. "We are the winning class for the WE trip to Gotham!" The class erupted into cheers, for a moment, Marinette was reminded of the simpler times when she just started out as a hero. Lila just had to ruin it.

"My sweet Damiboo!" The brunette had a hand on her heart, sighing dreamily. "I'm so lucky to have a kind, sweet and caring man as my boyfriend" The bluenette had to hold back a snort at the description, she settled with a small scoff.

Lila knew she was taking a risk a few days ago, saying that her 'Damiboo' had rigged the competition so that they could be together again but it was a calculated risk. Though she would never admit it out loud, Marinette Dupain-Cheng is a great student. Marinette is well-educated, well-informed, possibly well-born and the bluenette used to be well-loved. Her winning this trip just proved it but Lila wasn't going to let the girl claim the winnings. The brunette suspected that Marinette would at least try to hint at winning, but she didn't. It was an unordinary occurrence, 'Maybe she realised she's no match for me'

"Now I need you all to signs these permission slips and return them to me by tomorrow" Caline handed out the papers and promptly left afterwards, despite having yet to do a lesson. But that didn't matter to Marinette. She was staring at her palm, her thumb stroking the fading scar.

"I can't wait to see you again, mon démon"

~~~

"Oh no" Tim muttered after taking a final sip from his third cup of coffee.

"What Replacement?"

"Take a look at this" the sleep deprived CEO turned his computer to face the other men in the room, Damian was still at school. "If she has a tragic backstory, B might go into serial adopter mode" The screen showed a file on Marinette Dupain-Cheng, including a photo of her.

"Raven hair? Check. Coloured-eyes? Check. Looks? Check. Childhood trauma and/or tragic backstory? Maybe. Holy Shit, B is definitely going to adopt her" Jason listed while Bruce sighed.

"Is there anything notable in her file?" Bruce asked, trying not to submit to his sons' accusations which were, in fact, correct. "From the letter, she seems quite fond of the supposed heroes in Paris"

"Well from the surface she looks like the average teen girl" Dick replied, peering over Tim's shoulder. "But it could all just be for show, you never know" the eldest son shrugged.

Bruce got up from where he was sitting and went to his study, using the excuse of 'work' and 'finalizing the plane tickets for the class'. In reality, he was checking for blank adoption papers. He had a gut feeling about this girl, something was going on behind the scenes.

~~~

The trio made sure they were early to enter school since Chloe said it was possible for Lila to get them, Marinette specifically, left behind. Though, they did spend some time saying goodbye to Luka and Kagami. When they arrived to school, the blonde's assumption was correct since they started to get on the bus. The troublesome class managed to get through the airport in a breeze and without any trouble, there was a bit of a miss-hap during check-in but it was all resolved in a flash.

Marinette, Chloe and Adrien were sitting in the airplane, waiting to take off. She's gotten the seats in economy with extra leg room which were a few rows ahead of the rest of the classroom using the excuse of 'a lot of class president work to do'. Bruce offered to upgrade her and the two blondes to first class so that they wouldn't be disturbed but Marinette politely turned it down. She didn't mind where she was as long as she wasn't near the class, and the mention of first class was bound to cause an uproar.

The bluenette's inner child wanted the window seat, Adrien wanted to be in the seat next to the aisle so he could get first glimpse at the food they were serving, Chloe just wanted to be in the middle for warmth. The seating arrangement worked perfectly. Every once in a while, a flight attendant would drop by to offer food and drinks. There were a few times that flight attendants would ask for one of the three to remind the class of the rules when they didn't listen to the cabin staff, Adrien dealt with the situation since he was the only one they'd actually listen too.

Soon, they landed. The flight had been an easy one since they didn't have to deal with the class's shenanigans while they were in the air. However, that luxury had left when they exited the aircraft.

When traversing through the airport, there had been attempts to get the bluenette lost and attempts to trip her up or gain a significantly bad injury. All attempts failed. Marinette, Chloe and Adrien had managed to weave through passport control peacefully. Even when they were at the baggage claim, not many big efforts were made, besides the classic hiding of the luggage, to rid Marinette of anything. She should've found that suspicious but she was much too tired to care, she barely slept at all on the flight. So when they arrived at the hotel, the first thing she did was lie flat on the bed.

Marinette slept well over nine hours before she woke up. "Tikki, what time is it?"

The kwami too was asleep so at the mention of her name, she yawned. "It's 9:45 am"

"Oh my kwami!" Marinette shot up out of bed to check her phone. Sure enough, there where many notifications of miss calls from Adrien, Chloe, Alix and even Nino. The bus was scheduled to leave at 10:00 but knowing Lila, she was probably over an hour late. The bluenette quickly got changed, brushed her teeth and headed straight towards the hotel doors, ignoring any feeling of hunger.

She pulled her phone out for the directions of Wayne Enterprises and kept her eyes on the screen, completely ignoring the fact that there was someone in the distance directly in her path.

~~~

Jonathan Kent was walking through the streets of Gotham, looking for a present for his best friend. His birthday was in a few days time and the superboy still hadn't found anything. He went to some art shops. Nothing. He went to some antique shops. Still Nothing. He even went to look at kitchen knives. He was that desperate. Jon sighed and continued walking, some shop was bound to peak his interest eventually.

All of a sudden, he heard someone running towards his general direction. Before he could register what was happening, the person ran into him, nearly knocking him down completely.

"Je suis désolé!" A feminine voice shouted out in French. "I-I'm so sorry monsieur!"

Jon then looked up to see a small French bluenette offering her hand to help him up. He gladly took it and when he was back on his feet, he readjusted his glasses to look at the girl properly. She was short, pretty and resembled a Wayne. While this girl was panicking and apologizing profusely, Jon was excited thinking he found a new friend. Though, this excitement didn't last when he saw the state she was in. 'Her bones are a mess! How is she not screaming in pain?'

He waved his hands in front of the girl to get her to stop. "It's fine honestly!" The girl seemed to calm slightly but her face was still worried. "Why you in such a rush anyway?"

"My class and I are visiting on a trip" the bluenette started. "We're supposed to be on our way to a tour but they left me behind"

"They left you all alone? In Gotham?" Jon questioned, 'What kind of stupid are these people?'

"I know right? They-" she was cut off by a notification sound on her phone. "Sorry just a minute"

Jon only then realised how good this French girl's English was. She then let out a sigh of relief and put the phone back in her purse, the blue-eyed boy tried not to use his powers to invade her privacy.

"They're very early, the tour starts in an hour and from the map I'm not far from where I'm meant to be, thank kwami" The young Kent froze at the girl's choice of words, Damian had mentioned that his wife had a companion called a 'kwami'. This couldn't be a coincidence.

"Well since you have time," Jon got the girl's attention. "How do you feel about getting some food? I don't know about you but I'm starving."

"Oh, n-no I could possibly impose-" her stomach grumbled cutting her off. Jon chuckled as he heard the girl whisper profanities.

"Come on I know a place not far from here, you can get a very good few of the WE building" He heard the girl's heart rate speed up a bit, that confirmed where her planned class trip was taking place. He gestured for her to follow him as he sped walked to the location.

When they arrived, they both ordered, Jon ordered a burger while Marinette ordered a cinnamon bun, and sat down. The blue-eyed boy noticed how the girl would always have her thumb in her other palm. He thought her finger could've been resting on a scar similar to Damian's, if she was his wife of course. He decided to test his luck.

"Oh sorry, I forgot to introduce myself" he reached his hand over the table. "My name's Jon Kent" He watched as her eyes widened in recognition and how her heartbeat quickened. "I believe you're Marinette, right?"

Marinette's eyes developed a watery sheen. "Dami's talked about me?"

'Bingo!'

"He talks to me about you every chance he gets" Jon shook the hand Marinette offered and turned it so her palm faced the ceiling. On it was a scar more or less identical to he best friend's. "Whenever he got nervous, sad or overwhelmed, he'd always trace the scar on his hand. I can tell he's thinking of you whenever he does it"

Marinette let a few tears of joy run down her cheek before wiping them away. "S-sorry I'm not usually this emotional" she chuckled. "It's just- I didn't know how to contact Damian and even if I did, I probably couldn't bring myself to talk to him. I thought he hated me for leaving him alone at the League"

Jon snorted. "Him? Hate you? Please, he views you like your his entire world! He was afraid that you hated him! He's drowning in guilt for not being able to get you out of there."

The bluenette sniffed. "Really?" Jon nodded. "C-can I see him again?"

"I don't know where he is right now" Marinette deflated slightly at his words. "But you can definitely meet him! I feel selfish to ask but is it okay for you to wait two days?"

"I've waited many months, a few days is no problem. May I ask why?"

"Well you see his birthday is in a few days and I haven't been able to find him a good gift so... I thought having you two reunited would be a good present" Jon answered, the smile he received was almost blinding.

"That's so sweet of you!" Jon understood how Damian fell for this girl. If sunshine was a person, she would be it.

"So can I see this kwami of yours?" Marinette was confused at how he knew but then she realised that Damian must've told him everything, not that she didn't mind though. "I mean, see it properly?"

"X-ray vision, I should've known" the blue-eyed girl giggled when the boy blinked in surprise. She opened her purse and a red blob flew out. Though it was mostly hidden by Marinette's body, Jon could still see it clearly. He had to cover his mouth to avoid shouting in astonishment. "Jon this is Tikki, my kwami"

"Nice to meet you, son of Superman" Tikki squeaked and Jon's eyes widened in awe as he reached to touch the small creature.

"Wow, you're adorable!" The young boy cooed as the creature giggled.

Marinette wanted the two to interact more but one look at the time told her otherwise. She said goodbye to Damian's best friend and made her way to Wayne Enterprises.

~~~

Despite reading of all the good deeds, the French class were really getting under Dick's skin. First of all, a sausage-hair girl had nearly every student wrapped around her finger, telling stories that were way too good to be true. Secondly, the incompetent teacher didn't bother to control her students, she merely looked at her phone, waving off any students who had questions. And thirdly, they had arrived way too early. The only reasonable looking students that weren't crowding around the brunette were two blondes, one male and one female, and a short skater girl. The only emotions on their face were either anger, annoyance or anxiousness.

When the time for the tour to start was nearing, Dick asked for the teacher to do a headcount. He already knew how many were supposed to be there as he was given a specific amount of badges. There were fifteen in total, not including the teacher. From what he counted, there were only fourteen students, this was confirmed when the teacher's counting stopped at 'Quatorze'. Dick realised it was the class president that wasn't there, he started looking around the main lobby. What really pissed him off was the fact that no one seemed to care that she was left behind, in Gotham for God's sake!

"Have you found her?" A voice from behind Dick asked. It was the blonde boy. "Marinette?"

"No I haven't, the tour starts in seven minutes-" The man cut himself off when someone walked through the lobby doors. She looked to be part of the class. The young bluenette's hair seemed to be ruffled as if she was running for a long time. Dick took a closer look and she was indeed the girl from the file. Determining to know why she was last to arrive, he went to greet her. "Hello, my name is Dick Grayson and I'll be your class's tour guide today"

He didn't fail to notice how her eyes widened in recognition as she took his offered hand and shook it. "Hello Monsieur Dick, I'm Marinette Dupain-Cheng though I suppose you already know..." her voice trailed off as her eyes lingered to somewhere else in the room before meeting back with his. "I'm really sorry about my lateness"

Dick held one hand to stop her from continuing. "It's fine, the tour starts in three minutes so you got here right on time" The eldest watched Marinette let out a sigh of relief. "I am curious, how come you were last to arrive?"

"Ah well the... bus left early because of something that came up and I wasn't aware of the changes so I got left behind" The bluenette noticed the older man's shocked and angered expression and blurted out, "But I'm here now!"

After some time he nodded and gave Marinette her badge. He then proceeded to gather the class and tell them all the rules and regulations. Soon the tour was under way.

~~~

"So how are the French class, Dildo?" Jason's snarky voice echoed in the manor as Dick entered. What they didn't expect was to be met with a seething Dick.

"Most of them are really horrible, the sausage hair and the glasses girl are the worst. They weren't bad to me though, only to the class president who is, actually, a literal angel" The eldest huffed. "They kept sliding in mean comments about her here and there, it was disgusting. The worst part is, she acts as if they do this regularly! You should've seen the way her eyes dulled as she got on the bus with that... that class!"

"That bad huh?" Jason asked.

The eldest son nodded. "Bruce is definitely gonna want to adopt her the moment he's in the same room as her"

Jason hummed. "I'd like to meet this girl your talking about, I'll ask B if I can join next tour as security. In the mean time, bet fifty I get the best gift for the Demon Brat"

Dick let out a overly exaggerated gasp of offense while laying a hand on his chest. "No way! I bet a hundred!"

~~~

The next day was the day of the next tour, Jason tagged along this time. Luckily, Marinette was on the bus when the class arrived but she wasn't looking too good.

"God, she looks exhausted and starved to death!" Jason muttered into Dick's ear. He nodded and walked over to greet the class.

"Welcome back to your second tour! Today, Jason"- Dick gestured towards the man with two-toned hair- "will be joining us today. As an extra security measure. Now, follow me please!" The eldest son began the tour with half-filled enthusiasm, this was Jason's queue to go to the back and interact with the class president.

The man stayed near the back, not making it obvious he was trying to start a conversation with the girl, when he heard the brunette at the front spewing lies. Jason hadn't spoken French in a while but he could still understand the language.

"You don't actually believe what she's saying do you?" Jason asked the young girl. She snorted in response.

"Of course not, only an idiot would believe the words that come out of her rotten excuse of a mouth. They aren't even that good" The older man laughed and the girl's eyes widened. "S-sorry! I don't usually think before I talk when I'm tired"

"No no, you have a point" Jason held his hand up, as much as he could considering her height compared to his own, to the small girl. "The name's Jason Todd"

The bluenette smiled and took his hand. "Marinette, Marinette Dupain-Cheng..." Marinette trailed off on her last name, 'Is that not her last name? The files are always correct so maybe... she's not proud of her name?' "So what's the real reason why you joined the tour today?"

Jason was impressed as she expertly diverted the spotlight of the conversation onto himself. "For extra security"

Marinette gave the older man an unimpressed look. "I deal with that liar all the time, Jason" He blinked before the girl was smiling once more. "You can't lie to me Jay" she said in a sing-song voice.

The older man jokingly sighed and ruffled her hair. "Well since you asked so kindly, Dickhead over there-" he nodded his head in the direction of his older brother- "noticed how most of your classmates are treating you. That was probably the most pissed I've seen him in a long time. So I wanted to see which little lady was able to cause an overprotective spark in him, now I completely understand why he felt that way"

The girl then sniffed and smiled at Jason sadly. "I...Thank you" she whispered to the man with two-toned hair. "It's been a long time since someone other than my friends have said that they were worried about me"

Jason's smile faltered before it turned into a sad but encouraging one. "Hey, Dick and I are here if you ever need someone to talk to. Wait-" Jason's attention diverted to the blonde boy in the room, the one that was originally hanging out with the small girl. "Hey isn't that your friend?"

Marinette turned in the direction Jason was looking at, there was Lila who was on the arm of a very uncomfortable looking Adrien. The bluenette sighed. "Yeah he is. If you're wondering why he's with the liar is because of his father. You see, back in Paris he's quite famous so his father can be overbearing. I odn't know what the liar said to him but now he wants Adrien to keep the girl happy at all costs"

"Can't he just disobey the old man?"

"He did try but the punishment was for him to be home-schooled which he has been more or less his entire life. But I guess it's gotten better since before Adrien didn't want to call out her lies since he thought they weren't hurting anyone"

Jason scoffed. "Her lies definitely hurt those involved"

"Exactly, luckily he managed to realise that after he overheard one of Lie-la's confrontations. He tries his best to sugarcoat his words when he's calling her out but he still hates conflict. He's just with her so she doesn't turn into an akuma. Not that it's working since she's already been akumatized more than seven times"

"Sorry, akuma what-a?"

Marinette shot him a confused look before her eyes widened slightly in realisation. "I can explain at lunch"

Jason seemed hesitant but nodded anyway.

~~~

Marinette grabbed her food tray, narrowly avoided all the feet that tried to trip her up and sat at an empty lunch table.

"Hi, Mari!" Dick's cheerful voice made his presence known as he sat next to her, lunch tray in hand. "So has Jason been good?"

"Yeah! It's nice to have someone to talk to-"

She was interrupted by Jason slamming his lunch tray on the table, sitting opposite Marinette. "Alright Pixie Pop, explain what an Akuma Matata is"

"Pixie Pop?" The bluenette giggled.

"Akuma whata?" The eldest asked.

"Pixie Pop because you're small and feisty. As for the Akuma thing, Pixie will kindly explain right now" Jason replied, eager to know what an Akuma is.

"Well-"

"I did not have enough coffee for this" A new voice spoke up from behind Marinette. The person it belonged to sit next to Jason, coffee cup in hand and slammed his face on the table.

"That's Tim, our younger brother" Dick answered the bluenette's unasked question. Tim's head looked up as if he just registered that there was someone else on the table.

Her reached his hand across the table with as much energy as a sleep-deprived zombie could give. "Tim Drake"

"Marinette" she returned the hand shake. 'I'm right, these are Dami's brothers' "So like I was saying, an akuma is like a butterfly infused with magic. When it comes in contact with an inanimate object that is being touched by someone who's experiencing strong negative emotions, it turns them into an akuma villain. " She paused so that the men at the table could process what she was saying. "Hawkmoth is the one who sends the akumas, once the connection is made they have no choice but to obey. Even if they try to fight him off, they all succumb eventually."

"So a magic butterfly man, got it"

"When you put it that way, it doesn't sound believable" Marinette giggled at Jason's conclusion.

"What kind of negative emotions does it have to be? Are the Akumas... dangerous?" Dick asked, clearly more concerned that his younger brother.

The bluenette's eyes seemed to age at his statement. "Humiliation, depression, rejection, isolation, anything that makes you feel disheartened really. As for how dangerous there are well... there are different levels to classify each akuma"

All three gestured for her to continue.

"Some are low level, level one, like Mr Pidgeon-" She here's a scoff but continued as if she wasn't interrupted. "- he's a regular but relatively harmless. The highest level is an akuma like Syren" she shuddered at the memory, "Her powers allowed her to flood the entirety of Paris, drowning nearly half of the entire population"

"H-how did this not make international news" Tim asked, bringing his laptop out and furiously typing, though, receiving no results for what the girl just said.

"That would be courtesy of our heroes. One of Ladybug's powers is to heal anything damaged by the powers of the miraculous, she can fix objects, buildings and even resurrect those who died. She can't get rid of the memories unfortunately" She said the last part bitterly, disappointed in herself for not being able to help her citizens.

"What's a miraculous?" Jason asked, trying to change the subject.

"Magical jewelry basically, its what gives the heroes their powers. Its also what Hawkmoth wants, the Ladybug Miraculous and the Miraculous of the Black Cat" she put a finger on her chin to mimic thinking like a civilian. "My best guess is that if he gets the miraculous, he becomes very powerful"

"Have you ever, you know... died?" Dick asked, concern weighing heavily in his voice.

"No, I'm I guess one of the 'lucky few' to not have been killed yet."

They soon conversed in the topic of Hawkmoth and Mayura, each one of the men despised the villains at the end of her rant. All too soon, it was time to leave. She waved goodbye and rushed with her class back to the hotel. Once she reached her room, the bluenette rummaged through her suitcases, ignoring a confused Chloe. Once she found the outfit she wanted to wear, Marinette placed it onto her nightstand.

"I met Jon today"

"Whose he?" Chloe voiced her confusion.

"Jon is Damian's best friend" The bluenette reiterated. "He's bringing me with him to the manor so that we can see each other again"

"That's nice of him"

"To be honest, I think you and Jon would hit it off quite well"

Marinette stifled a giggle when she heard Chloe's signature 'Ridiculous, utterly ridiculous'. The bluenette fell onto her bed, she was going to get as much sleep as she could with her bubbling excitement.

~~~

The bluenette stared at her reflection. She wore a deep velvet, off-the-shoulder blouse with a black cotton skirt, her hair was tied up in an intricate design. Even with the compliments her two best friends kept showering her with, Marinette didn't feel ready. She would be meeting her husband after nearly a year long separation, of course she was a nervous wreck.

After some light encouragement from both Chloe and Adrien, Marinette went down the stairs to the lobby where Jon would be picking her up. It was delightful to see how far the boy was willing to go to make his best friend happy, it reminded Marinette of her friendship with Chloe, Adrien, Kagami and Luka. Upon reaching the lobby, she noticed the blue-eyed boy and briskly walked over.

"Hey Jon" she greeted the boy, he probably knew she was already there thanks to his powers.

"Hi Mari!- Wow! You look nice. I swear Dami's gonna fall for you all over again" Jon compliment made Marinette have an serge of pride. "Come on let's go! My father and Damian's family are waiting for me well, us really"

"Okay, how are we supposed to get there?" Marinette's question ignited a cheeky smile on the sunshine boy's face.

"Have you ever flown before?"

~~~

Clark Kent was at Wayne Manor, celebrating his best friend's son's birthday, who just also so happens to be best friends with his own son. 'That was too confusing for my own good'. He, along with Bruce and the others, have already given Damian his gifts. Jon insisted that he had the best present so he would go last.

"Since I'm his best friend, I have the best gift meaning that I should go last"

While waiting for his son to arrive, Mar'i gave Damian a piece of art that she made and he went up to his room to find a frame. In this moment, most of the occupants in the room turned to him.

"Have you heard Jon yet? I'd like to see what this 'present' is." Dick questioned first, Clark tilted his head but he didn't hear his son at all. He opened his mouth to answer before promptly closing it shut, Jon had just landed in the garden and was making his way inside, by them Damian and Mar'i had returned.

"Hello my very bestest friend! Happy happy birthday to you!" Jon tackled Damian in a hug before quickly pulling back as to not get pushed off. "It is time to present my gift to you!"

Damian's brothers perked up, they had bet on whether or not Jon was true to his present being the best, Dick voted for while Jason and Tim voted against.

"But no one other than Damian is allowed to see the present" Without seeing what their reaction to his statement was, Jon dragged Damian outside. The brothers huffed before running upstairs, Bruce pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing and followed his sons onto the upper floor window with Clark close behind. Clark knew that Bruce was just as curious as his boys, he just hid it very well. When they made it to the window, they saw Jon telling Damian to sit on one of the garden's benches with his eyes closed.

"Is this really necessary?" They heard Damian's unamused voice. Upon hearing Jon's confirmation, Damian sighed and closed his eyes. The adults watched as Jon went off to somewhere out of their vision.

~~~

"Yep!"

Jon's voice echoed through the garden, hitting Marinette with the realisation that her and her husband would be reunited. A flurry of emotions dawned in her head. First nervousness, then excitement and finally, anticipation. She had gotten so caught up that she barely noticed the blue-eyed boy bounding up towards her. He gave her an encouraging smile before gesturing for the bluenette to follow him. Sensing her anxious hesitation, he gently took her wrist and pulled the girl towards the green-eyes boy, who was still sitting on the bench with his hands over his eyes.

'Here goes nothing'

~~~

He'd heard Jon's footsteps scurry away around a minute ago, he didn't know why but he tingled with anticipation when he heard his self-proclaimed best friend return. Though as soon as Damian heard the boy return, he immediately ran off to god knows where. But before the confusion settled in, he was hit with the familiar scent of vanilla and cherry blossoms, the scent he thought he'd never have the privilege to come across again. Damian's head shot up to face the beautiful bluenette he had the honor of calling his wife. The voice to whom the aroma belonged to spoke.

"You know, you really should've told me when your birthday was. I could've made you a gift..." Her voice, though barely above a whisper, was as loud as needed for Damian, her voice trailed off as the tears in her eyes built up.

Without at a moment's hesitation, the bluenette was soon spun in the air with the end result being engulfed in her husband's arms. "Having you in my arms again is the best gift I could have asked for"

Marinette couldn't hold back the tears of pure euphoria that rolled down her cheeks. Damian had noticed Jon spectating form the side, radiating excitement like a puppy, but he paid no attention to his self-proclaimed best friend. All that mattered was they were together once more.

The way fate had designed.

———

Bonus:

Dick: hang on he's coming back with, mARINETTE?!

Jason: WHaT?! How does the brat know her?!

Tim: what are they saying, Clark?

Clark: *smiling while wiping a fake tear of happiness* how sweet

Dick: im confused

*batfam (and clark)* run down the stairs and go outside to see Jon nearly combusting in joy*

Jon: *turns to the fam* told you I'd get the best gift

Jason: okay demon brat tell me how you know pixie pop!

Damian: *turns to face jason with an unimpressed look with mari snuggled under his chin* she's my wife

Batfam: *exe.batfamily has stopped working*

Dick: WHAT :D?!

Jason: WHAT THE FU-

Tim: WHAT

Bruce: *whispers* there goes the adoption papers

Bruce: well it's a pleasure to meet my daughter-in-law in person, but how did you end up getting married in the first place?

Damian and Marinette: *look at each other* Mother/ His mother

Bruce: *sighs*

Jason: okay let me go get my guns to murder that sausage-haired girl

Damian: todd no

Jason: *whips around, confused* wh-

Damian: i want to be the one to spill some Italian blood

Jason: *evilly grins*

Bruce and Marinette: nO KILLING-

[mandoalorian]

Hi 👋 hope your staying safe! Can I request something with Santi, please? Could you write something where Santi and reader used to be friends as kids, Santi having looked out for reader when she was picked on or if she fell over at school, but then after he graduated they lost contact until years later reader reaches out to him randomly and they reunite, maybe fall in love??

Sorry if it's strange, I'm going through something similar but I'm trying to get the guts to reach out to the guy, it's nerve wracking!! 😳😨 Maybe reading something will give me a boost 😂

Tinder [Santiago Garcia x F!Reader]

Word count: 1,700

Rating: 18+ I guess? I don’t know. Nothing explicit, it’s just Tinder is an 18+ app.

Warnings: food mention, tinder mention, allusions to sex

Masterlist

Tinder. It was so tedious. An app that had gained it’s reputation for being nothing more than a “hookup app” or even a “sex app”. It was associated with superficiality and laced with sexual innuendos. It was the app that had been accused of igniting modern day hookup culture. It was the app that Santiago Garcia frequented every damn day. The man even paid a premium! It was a quick and easy way for him to meet girls for drinks and a quick fuck. It’s all a man like Santiago had time for. Falling in love wasn’t an option for him. It was something he’d never considered until Games Night last week. 

Once upon a time, Will’s small living room was just filled with him, Santiago, Frankie, Benny and Tom, but the head count had grown extensively over the past few years. Tom had reconciled with Molly, Yovanna and Benny had something going on, and now even Frankie was engaged to the blonde haired, blue eyed girl who sat quietly in the corner sipping tea and doodling in her sketchbook. 

Santiago didn’t mind the girls. In fact, he actually enjoyed their company, but their presence only had him yearn for something more. He’d never been one to think about settling down or starting a family of his own, but he felt an indirect pressure. Maybe trying out one long term relationship wouldn’t be so bad after all? But he was so used to his flings. How was he ever going to grow out of his commitment issues and find someone he could really connect with.

Truthfully, he’d already found her, about fifteen years ago.

You and Santiago Garcia were the best of friends. You used to do everything together; walking home from school hand in hand, singing and dancing when you thought no one was around, playing LEGO and building up jigsaw’s. He was your soulmate, in every sense of the word. But you can’t stay young forever and eventually Santiago left your small neighbourly town to join the military. And you never saw him again.

Which is why it was a surprise when you, half asleep at 2 am, and drooling on your pillow, lazily swiped right on his profile. You weren’t even paying attention. Just another tanned skin man with dark brown hair and chocolate eyes. It was a haze, and your desperation to move on from your ex boyfriend had you yearning to meet someone new. You groaned tiredly, deciding you were never going to find someone as good as your ex, switched your phone off and shoved it under your pillow before finally getting some sleep.

At around 3 am, Santiago still wasn’t asleep, thanks to his roommate Frankie and his fiancée keeping probably the whole apartment complex awake. He pulled out his phone from his nightstand and checked Tinder. That’s when he saw you. Before even checking your name, he could tell it was you by that familiar sparkle in your eyes, and the way your perfect lips curled into a smile. It might have been fifteen years since he’d last seen you, but just looking at your photo made it feel like yesterday. He couldn’t contain his wide grin as he flicked through your photos. You looked just as beautiful as ever, and Santiago recalled the crush he had on you when you were both kids. He wondered how come you hadn't settled down already. He knew you always dreamed of getting married and having kids, with a big house and a big dog. So why were you on Tinder?

In a simple spur of the moment, Santiago swiped right.

��It’s a match!’ the words blew up on Santiago’s screen and illuminated the dark bedroom. Streamers and confetti exploded around your photo; the typical thing that always happened when he matched with women on Tinder, only now it actually felt like celebrating. This meant that you must’ve swiped right on him too. 

You spent the morning the same way you always did, laying in bed and checking the notifications on your different social media. Just before you were about to get up, you remembered how you’d impulsively installed Tinder the night before and, on a whim, you opened the app to see if you had matched with anyone.

You scrolled through the eight matches you’d gained through the night, frowning and twisting your face in disgust at some of the profiles. You really hadn’t been paying attention to who you were swiping.

Your eyes went comically wide when you read the name at the end of the list.

‘You have matched with: Santiago Garcia! Say hi!’

It was like time had frozen and you read the words over and over again. Santiago Garcia. Santiago Garcia. Santiago Garcia. You wondered how many Santiago Garcia’s lived in New York City - or more specifically, only three miles away?!

You hammered your thumb into your screen to view his profile and you were blown away as you went through his photos. That was definitely him. That was definitely your childhood best friend. Although his hair was once dark and curly, it was now short and slightly salt and peppered. He had a slight graze of facial hair in all of his photos, and in most of them, he was seen to be hanging out with a bunch of other guys. Wait- was that Francisco Morales too? They were still friends?

You were so nervous to say something. Truthfully, if you had come across his profile at any other moment where you weren’t half asleep, and hopelessly desperate for love, your fear would’ve stopped you from swiping right. You’d been in love with Santiago since pre-school. It had been over a decade but you still thought about him every single day and cherished those long lost moments you spent together. 

But the reality was, that he’d swiped right on you too. He was interested in you as well! Which had to count for something. You took a deep breath and typed out the words “Hello :)” before quickly turning your phone off and throwing it across your bedroom. 

You sat bolt upright in your bed for a few moments, contemplating what you had done. You told yourself it would be okay and asked yourself what was the worst that could happen. You sighed and forced yourself out of bed to get ready for the day ahead.

Turning off your phone was a good idea because you’d actually forgotten about messaging Santiago until about lunch time. You flicked through the television channels, holding a lazily put together sandwich in your free hand, and landed on a dating game show. You considered applying, thinking about how fun it might be, when you remembered you might already have a shot with someone else. Santiago. You dropped your sandwich on the coffee table in a frenzy, ran to your bedroom and turned on your phone. The painful minute it took to completely boot up sent butterflies rampant in the pit of your stomach.

Santiago: Hey! How you doing? I gotta say I was really surprised to see that we matched last night. It’s been a long time!

Oh my god. He’d replied. He’d replied three hours ago and you hadn’t said anything back. Shit. You wondered if you had already blown your chances, but little did you know, Santiago had been holding out for a message from you for a long time.

You: Right...almost fifteen years, I think! I’m okay. How are you?

You pressed send and took a deep breath. It was okay. Just casual small talk. It would be okay. You slid your phone into your pocket and went back to eat your sandwich. No matter how hard you tried to focus on the game show, you just couldn’t stop thinking about Santiago.

“Santi! You got a new message!” Frankie called from the other room, taking a huge, messy bite out of a candy bar and picking up his phone.

“Frankie! I’m literally on the toilet… can it wait?” Santiago cried, face palming and chuckling incredulously. Living with his best friend for five long years meant that Santiago had become accustomed to interactions like this.

“No, I don’t think so,” Frankie mumbled, knotting his eyebrows together as he read the notification that had popped up on the screen. “Hey, are you talking to Y/N L/N from high school?”

“Wh- what?” Santiago asked, feeling his cheeks flush.

“Oh my God you are!” Frankie gasped excitedly, typing in his friend’s passcode for his phone and getting inside. “On Tinder!”

Santiago finished up washing his hands and walked out the bathroom, an unamused scowl drawn upon his lips. Frankie swallowed at his best friend’s expression.

“This has to stop,” Santiago warned, taking his phone from Frankie’s hand. “I love you buddy, I really do. But you’re getting married next Summer. You can’t keep trying to talk to me while I’m on the toilet!” 

Frankie laughed and rolled his eyes before getting back to his video game. 

Santiago was shocked to be reminded that you had remembered exactly how long it had been since you last saw each other. He began to compose his next message. You practically screamed when you felt your phone vibrate at the notification.

Santiago: I’m well, thanks for asking. Would you be interested in meeting up sometime for a few drinks? I’d love to catch up.

Drinks. A catch up. It sounded perfect. You already found your mind racing as you wondered what to wear.

You: That sounds great!

Santiago’s reply came fleetingly.

Santiago: Are you free tonight? X

Tonight was so soon… but you were free, and it felt like you’d been waiting forever to reunite with your childhood crush. And he felt the same way. It was so exciting for both of you.

You: Tonight sounds great. See you then :) x 

You and Santiago spent the rest of the day in anticipation to see one another. You didn’t know then, but the accidental Tinder encounter turned out to be the long lasting and perfect relationship both you and Santiago craved. The soulmates were reunited at last.

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[raindancer2004]

Unloved and Unwanted?

Word Count: 3,704 Felix x reader Part Four Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Death, Mentions of blood

This story is being extended to include more of the relationship between Felix and the reader as well as seeing reader as a newborn. Requested by @Savava19 on Wattpad.

Y/N woke up the following morning in her bed and looked around the room and saw Felix sitting on the sofa reading “Good morning little one” He said with a smile “Good morning. Did you stay here all night?” She replied “Yes, I hope you don’t mind but after a lovely evening with you which ended with you falling asleep in my arms, I didn’t wish to leave you alone” He smiled at her “I don’t mind, in fact I’m glad you stayed. I also enjoyed our date last night, although I’m sorry I fell asleep during it.” Felix chuckled and made his way over to her bed “Don’t be. It was nice that you felt safe with me to do so” He wrapped his arms around her and she relaxed into him “Thank you Felix.” “For what?” He asked and pulled back a little “For-for not being the person I-I was told you’d be” She replied low “I’m just glad you gave me a chance to show you who I really am, although I know you are still a little…unsure of me; of my feelings for you” He replied “I’m trying not to be but it’s…” “It’s ok, I understand” He cut her off and pulled her in for another hug “I’m your mate and we have forever so there is no rush. We can take things as slow as you would like” “Do you really mean that?” She asked “Yes, I do little one” He took her warm hand in his cold one and bought it to his lips pressing a kiss to her knuckles; she felt a warm feeling run through her and smiled at him.

The following night Y/N, Jane and Heidi made their way to the family room for movie night; Y/N sat between Felix and Demetri and waited for the film to start. Alec picked a horror film to watch and at a particular gruesome part Y/N hid her face in Felix’s arm “Let me know when I look again” Her words were muffled by his jumper but he heard her and immediately wrapped his arm around her pulling her into his side and smiled when she relaxed into him. Demetri noticed this from the corner of his eye and smiled too, happy that Y/N felt comfortable enough to seek comfort from her mate. Felix kissed her hair before whispering “You can look now little one” He felt her lift her head slightly to look back at the screen but she stayed snuggled into his side for the remainder of movie night.

Afton held a grudge against Felix and Jane for the removal of his arms, despite him provoking Felix the day the guards and Y/N returned from the Carnival. He never forgave Demetri when he ‘accidently’ put his arms back the wrong way round as it meant they had to be re-removed and re-attached by Santiago. He planned to get his revenge on Felix and bided his time until his plan could be executed. He knew his revenge would also affect Demetri so it was one stone, two bird’s situation for him.

Felix, Demetri and the twins left for a mission leaving Y/N alone as Heidi was busy collecting humans for the next ‘tour.’ Afton’s got his opportunity to exact his revenge the day after the four elite guards left the castle. Y/N was outside in the garden reading and didn’t hear him come up behind her until she felt his breath on her ear “Felix won’t want you or love you after this” He whispered and bit down on her neck, she screamed in pain and felt him tighten his hold on her. However, Afton was pulled off her by Santiago before he could fully flood her system with his venom. Santiago noticed she was now starting to bleed out as the bite mark hadn’t been sealed due to him ripping Afton away from her “Take him to the throne room” Santiago said as he shoved Afton towards another guard named Matt.

Santiago lifted Y/N into his arms and held his breath and sped to the throne room kicking open the doors and they hit the stone walls loudly “WHAT’S THE MEANING OF….” Caius’ shouting was cut off the second they entered the room “EVERYONE OUT NOW!” Aro ordered and the guards on duty left the room just as Matt arrived with Afton “Afton did this to her. I pulled him off her but the bite mark hasn’t been sealed” Santiago stated quickly “It-it b-burns” Y/N stuttered out, tears falling down her cheeks. Caius took her from Santiago and laid her on the floor and leant over her “Please forgive me my dear” He placed his mouth over the existing bite mark and sucked out Afton’s venom before sinking his teeth into her neck and letting his venom enter her system, therefore becoming her creator. Aro looked down and saw that Caius’ mark had replaced Afton’s “Brother…” “I couldn’t let her die as she is Felix’s mate and they have been through so much already. This way I am her creator not him” Caius cuts Aro off and points to Afton “Felix is more likely to accept that his mate is now immortal if she has my venom in her just as he has yours Aro” He added “That’s true brother, I think it would have caused more problems for them if it was Afton who changed her” Marcus responds.

Aro takes Afton’s hand in his own and watches the scene play out in the garden “It would seem brothers that Afton planned to change Y/N to get revenge on Felix, knowing it would cause trouble and all because Felix defended his mate a few weeks back after Afton picked a fight with him” Aro said once he let go of his hand “It is against the law to interfere with another’s mate, to try and break their bond and you will be punished” Marcus says calmly as Chelsea enters the throne room, having been told by the recently dismissed guards about Afton being in trouble with the masters. “Sorry for interrupting masters, but can I ask what Afton has done?” “Chelsea my dear, so good to see you. Although I do have some bad news for you…Afton is to be ‘dealt with’ as he attempted to change Y/N to get back at Felix and well he made a mess of it and Caius has had to change her himself in order to save her” Aro informed her, Chelsea was shocked and covered her mouth with her hands; after a few moments she finally spoke “I-I understand m-master. Do what-what you must with him” She stuttered out “You know what is going to happen to him my dear” Aro responds and she nods as venom fills her eyes that cannot be shed “Good-goodbye Afton” She whispers and follows Caius out of the throne room as he makes his way to Y/N’s room. “Any last words Afton?” Aro asks “I regret nothing and we all know Felix will struggle to accept her now” Aro nods at Santiago and he removes Afton’s head before Matt lets him fall to the floor and the two vampires remove Afton’s arms and legs “Burn him” Aro says as he leaves the room.

Chelsea opens the door to Y/N’s room and Caius enters carrying her over to the bed “Please let me clean her up before Felix returns” She says and Caius nods as he passes Y/N to Chelsea. Chelsea cleans up the bite mark and the blood surrounding the area “Master, please can you pass in the short sleeve black dress from her closet?” Caius passes her the dress and a few moments later Chelsea exits the bathroom with Y/N in her arms and lays her down gently on her bed.

Chelsea and Caius stay with Y/N during her change “Master, what are we going to tell Felix?” Chelsea asked low “We tell him the truth that Afton made a mess of trying to change her out of revenge and that I stepped in and replaced his venom with my own in order to save her. It’s my bite mark on her neck now not Afton’s” Caius responds and Chelsea nods “Thank you for letting me stay here with her" “You’re welcome my dear, I figured it would help you, all things considered” He replied and she nodded “I hope Felix doesn’t hold Afton’s actions against me” She said low “He won’t, especially as you and I are going to take care of her until he returns” Caius replied.

Y/N woke up three days later; sitting up and taking in the sights around her; noticing the loose thread on rug by the fireplace, feeling the cotton thread of the duvet beneath her when her eyes met Caius’ “Hello my dear” “Ca-Caius” She replies low “Wh-what happened?” “You were bitten by Afton in the garden and Santiago intervened and bought you to us and I had to change you in order to save you” He replied “I-I remember he said that Felix wouldn’t want me or love me knowing I had his venom running through me” She replied “Well you don’t need to worry about that my dear, as it’s my venom running through you” “Felix will have an issue with the fact that it’s not his venom” She answered sounding a little sad “Nothing will change between you hunny, I promise. He will just be glad that master Caius saved you” Chelsea answered softly “Oh and just so you are aware Afton was disposed of after this incident as he broke one our laws” She added “I-I’m sorry Chelsea” Y/N replies “Don’t be Y/N, you did nothing wrong. Afton knew what the consequences were should he be found out and went ahead anyway” Chelsea replies.

“As you are my creation Y/N, you spend your newborn year with us at the castle and we all help you adjust to your new life. First things first feedings; we do not allow hunting in the city and so once Felix and Demetri return, I will have them take you hunting outside of the city and show you what to do. In the meantime, Heidi saved you two humans from our ‘tour’ this morning, they are waiting in a guest room on the floor below. Shall we?” Caius informs Y/N “I-I don’t know what to-to do” She says slowly “You are a lot faster and stronger than the humans in the room so it’ll be easy to overpower them. You need hold them firmly against you, this can be via the front of their neck or around their middle, then you tilt their head to the side and bite down and let the blood flow down your throat to ease the burn. We will be right there with you” Chelsea replies. Once inside the guest room Y/N grabbed the first human and did as Chelsea told her although she struggled and it was not the most efficient kill nor was it the cleanest but Caius and Chelsea did not judge her. Y/N drained the second human but later she felt upset at having killed two innocent humans. “You did well today Y/N and it will get easier, I promise” Caius said low.

Heidi got some blood bags from her doctor friend at the hospital and kept them in her room for Y/N in case they needed them. Chelsea and Heidi made sure to keep Y/N away from the reception area, not wanting to risk an incident in the castle. Heidi did however get Caius’ permission to bring in another human for Y/N as a way of helping her deal with the blood lust she was feeling.

Chelsea and Caius had spent a lot of time with Y/N as she was struggling with feeding. Heidi would ensure their share of the tour was bought to a side room so the three could feed privately as Caius didn’t think Y/N was ready to feed with the others. Y/N had been a newborn for about ten days when Felix, Demetri and the twins returned from their mission; reporting to the throne room to update the Kings on the outcome of their mission. All four guard noticed Caius’ throne was empty “Caius is with Chelsea and Y/N…” Aro paused when he saw confusion and worry flash across Felix’s face “There was an incident about two weeks ago involving Y/N and Afton…Caius had to change Y/N in order to save her” Aro advised them and a loud growl escaped Felix “I’LL KILL HIM” He roared and turned to leave; Demetri grabbed his arm as Marcus spoke “He has already been disposed of…he is nothing but ashes my dear boy” Felix turned around to look at Aro and Marcus “Chelsea is with Y/N?” Demetri asked “Yes, she and Caius haven’t left her side since the incident, Heidi has checked in with her regularly when not planning ‘tours,’ she even got a supply of blood bags for Y/N. Chelsea feels bad for what happened to Y/N and asked to stay and help her” Aro replied “I think being around Y/N has helped Chelsea deal with the loss of Afton, given her…a purpose” Marcus added “Please do not harm Chelsea Felix, she had no part in Afton’s plan” Aro warned “How-how did Afton get close enough to attack Y/N?” Felix asked and Aro explained the events of that fateful day including how Santiago saved her from Afton. “Go see Y/N but remember don’t spook her as she’s probably stronger than you right now” Marcus said with a hint of amusement in his voice.

Felix and Demetri made their way to Y/N’s room, the twins deciding to wait to the morning as to not overwhelm her. Felix knocked on the door “Only us” He said as he and Demetri entered her room slowly “Felix, Demetri” Caius greeted them “Master” They both replied and bowed their heads “How is she?” Felix asked quietly, looking out to the balcony where Y/N stood with Chelsea “A little jumpy now and then. She struggles a little with her thirst but is relatively calm for a newborn” Caius answered quietly, he looked over his shoulder before continuing “She’s worried that this will affect your relationship” Felix said nothing but nodded “Just remember Felix it’s my venom in her system no one’s else’s and it’s my bite mark that you will see…just as she sees Aro’s mark where he changed you” Caius placed a hand on his arm “Thank you master for saving her and staying with her in my absence” “She is your mate and you two have been through enough in the short time you’ve been together. She’s my creation and it was my duty to show her how to survive in this life. Although I think you two should help her too” Caius replied “Of course master. I’m assuming then she will be with us during her newborn year?” Demetri asked, hope showing in his eyes “Yes, as my creation she is allowed to remain here with us” Caius replied smiling at Demetri and Felix “I’m going to say goodnight and leave you to catch up. Goodnight Y/N” “Goodnight Caius and thank you again” Y/N said as she entered the room “I’ll be leaving too, if you need me Demetri knows where to find me” Chelsea said as she too left the room.

“Looking good Y/N” Demetri smiled and gave her a wink; a low growl came from Felix “Shut up” Demetri said as he slapped his arm “You look so beautiful little one” Felix said with a look of adoration on his face “May I?” He held his arms out to her and she nodded, slowly stepping closer to her mate; once she was near enough Felix carefully pulled her into his arms and held her “I missed you Felix” She buried her face into his chest “I missed you too” He replied resting his head on top of hers “I missed you too cara” Demetri added and Y/N laughed “Missed you too Dem.”  

Felix loved Y/N with every fibre of his being and would do anything for her, including defending her to a few of the transitory guards who talked about her behind her back, judging her and commenting on the fact she was not able to take part in the ‘tours’ “Y/N is struggling to adjust and after the shocking way she was thrust into this life by Afton, I can’t blame her. She’ll come through it” Felix said at the start of a training session “One more thing you may want to remember that as my mate she outranks you all!” Felix growled “Drop and give me 200…NOW!” Demetri demanded and the vampires groaned “You can all thank the few guards that thought they could talk about Y/N in such a way a disrespectful way.”

Felix was given a few days off to spend with Y/N but that didn’t work out the way it as supposed to. After coming back from a private feeding with Chelsea Y/N saw how clean Felix and Demetri were after the ‘tour’ compared to her; she was still a little messy, it confirmed her thoughts she wasn’t good enough or clean enough with her kills to stand beside her mate and her friends. She decided to spend more time with Chelsea and continue to feed privately with her as she felt comfortable around her and didn’t feel like she was being judged by the female vampire. Y/N also still had the need for blood bags to help with her thirst.

“Y/N? You in here?” Felix called out as he entered his mate’s room only to find it empty…again “She isn’t in there” Demetri’s voice called out softly “I know that” Felix growled “Woah! Calm down Fe” Demetri held his hands up in surrender “Sorry D. I can’t find her and all I want is to spend time with my mate, improve our relationship and our bond” He replied, sounding a little downhearted. Demetri was quiet for a moment before replying “Y/N is with Chelsea…in her room” “What is it with Y/N and Chelsea?” Felix asked, Demetri shrugged “I don’t know, maybe Chelsea feels guilty over Afton’s actions and feels bad for Y/N. Talk to her” Felix nods and goes back to his room.

A few days later Felix catches Y/N in Heidi’s room with a blood bag and they’re hanging out “Hey Y/N there you are. I’ve been looking for you” “You found me” She replies “I have some time off and wondered if you wanted to do something together?” He asked, hoping she’d agree “Oh, sorry I can’t…I have a lesson with Caius…which I’ll be late for if I don’t go now. Bye Heidi, it was nice catching up. Bye Fe” Y/N left the room quickly “Bye Y/N” Heidi called after her, Felix said nothing, turning around and making his way to Demetri’s room. Once inside he laid down on his friend’s bed, surprising Demetri moments later when he stepped out of the bathroom half naked after his shower “Why Felix, I didn’t know you cared” Demetri winked at him “Get bent” Demetri chuckled as he entered his closet and pulled on a pair of sweatpants and t-shirt “What do I owe the pleasure, my friend” Demetri asked sitting at the foot of the bed “Y/N’s avoiding me” “Ahh…are you sure she’s avoiding you?” He asked gently “Yes. She’ll spend time with anyone and everyone…as long as it’s not me” Felix replied. Demetri was sure it was all in his friend’s head until he witnessed Y/N avoiding Felix for himself the following afternoon.

Gianna had taken the afternoon off and Aro asked Y/N to cover reception, thinking doing something ‘human’ may be good for her and keep her focused on something other than her struggles. The afternoon was going well until a delivery man arrived with a parcel for Aro. Y/N inhaled just as the human rounded the corner; the burn in her throat roaring to life, his heartbeat sounding loud in the quiet reception area ‘He smells so good’ She thought to herself ‘Just a little taste’ A smile curved her lips ‘No. Don’t. I can’t. Caius…Felix…’ “Hello, I have a parcel that requires a signature” The human voice cut through Y/N’s thoughts “Ok” She tried holding her breath as she signed his clipboard, she noticed the pulsing vein in his neck, his heartbeat a little fast as though he was a little fearful. It was as though he was tormenting her with his scent. He thanked her and turned back to walk towards the lift and before she could stop herself, she had flashed up behind him as he stepped inside the lift. Y/N’s hand gripped his neck; holding his back to her chest as she sunk her teeth into his neck, his blood flowing into her mouth easing the burn at the back of her throat “Mmm” She enjoyed draining this human. She was trying to work out how to hide the evidence of her kill when she noticed her top had blood on it, his blood “Oh well. No need to hide him now…” She trailed off, talking to herself.

The lift doors opened when the lift reached ground level, Y/N stepped out of the lift leaving the human to lie dead on lift floor. She walked to the stairs and made her way back to reception to turn off the computer and to gather her things “Y/N” Felix called out from behind her when she was halfway back to her room “Can’t stop, got things to do” She called out over his shoulder “What things? Maybe I can help” Felix called “Just things, I don’t need help” She called out and took off running “Still think she isn’t avoiding me D?” Demetri rubbed the back of his neck “It would appear she is avoiding you” He replied “I wish I knew why D” Felix responded and turned on his heels making his way to the training room. Demetri decided to try his luck with Y/N; to see if she would talk to him as she used to do when she was human.

[hajimine]

LEX’S 2020 APPRECIATION POST PT. II !

— to the lovely moots & followers who i talk to quite often (or pretty much everyday), this one’s for you.

thank u for being in my life, you made my 2020 so so much better. i’m so grateful october lex decided to make a tumblr acc 🥲

i’ll try my best to keep it kinda short 🥲👍

in alphabetical order:

@4fterh0urs — my omega phoebe 😩‼️ ily so much bc you’re both extremely stupid n extremely smart at the same time. u mean so much to me and i love talking to u even if u call me such weird as nicknames every damn day 😃 you’re so sexy n hella intimidating smfh idk how i was able to make u my bitch (JK PLS DONT KILL MEE) anyways, thanks for being a real one bae + you’re the person i block the most, so you’re special ig 😹👍 ily you’re actually such a sap but u pretend to be all tough heh <33

@archivednikes — my solar system, my wh*re (lovingly) hi bae 😣 ok yk how much i love u but. im gonna tell u again: ILYSM!! OKAY??? please know that you’re such an amazing human being and you’re SO incredibly talented. god i love u so much please take care of yourself baby, you’re always so kind to other people and i hope you can do the same to yourself. once again, i am so fucking glad you decided to slide into my inbox that day, because now i look forward to talking to you every single morning. insert grabby hands ilysm <33

@boosyboo9206 — onyx hi babes! i’m so so grateful for you omg u dont even know it. you always manage to cheer me up with your antics and you’re always here to support me 🥺 whenever i’m down you somehow aways manage to make me feel a lil better. i love talking to u whether it’s about sth as mundane as the weather or even your obsession with the word peepers. thank you for being you, please take care of yourself and stop sleeping so damn late. ilysm <33

@ch4jime — chloe bae!! 😁 hi omg ilysm you’re so cute and cool and nice urghh thanks for always checking up on me! i love love seeing you in my asks, you’re such a lovely person to be around. i seriously need to be better at dropping in other people’s inbox, so just know that i’ll work on hanging out on your blog more often this year bc ily! i wish u all the best and please never stop being you baby mwah <33

@fairyoomi — hi bae 😣😣 how are u?? i know we don’t talk much anymore, and that’s okie, but i still wanna write u this lil note because i’m so thankful i met you here on tumblr. you’re an amazing writer and u were so sweet to me even when i was a teeny blog who didn’t know anyone. i admire u a lot, yknow? thanks for being such a friendly and welcoming person, ily <33

@gu3to — mochi bestieo 🙀 idk if you’ll even see this smh so i’m just gonna text u after this (if i don’t forget to rip) okay so. hello?! you’re so mf cool and you’re a trendsetter 🤩 yes yes im fueling your god complex it’s bc ily smh. you’re so dumb i wanna choke u sometimes but i won’t bc i’m also just as dumb 😁 pls stop disappearing from the face of the Earth okay ilysm you always keep it real and i know i can always count on u to listen to uh... my shit. okay so when are we gonna make out? 🤨 oki bye <33

@hoekageyama — wifey!! maddie baby urghh yk how much i love you, you’re one of my earliest moots im pretty sure? and aaaaa i’m so so glad i decided to be weird as hell and slide into your asks that day (pancreas. sighs. iconic.) you’re my numero uno whenever i wanna bark about hot 2d boys and what i’d let em do to me coughs err yea hehe. please take care of yourself baby you’re such a sweet and kind and loving person and i’m so glad to have you in my life. smh we text each other lovey dovey texts anyway but i still wanna do this for u 😋 ilysm!!! <33

@honeyskawa — lani baby hi! i know you haven’t been super active lately, but i just wanna tell u that i appreciate u so so much!! you honestly made my goddamn week when u sent me that ask about how i inspired you bc what the heck?? never in my life have i expected to have such an impact on someone. you’re a wonderful writer honestly. i love u so much and i hope everything’s going well baby, i’m excited talk to u more whenever you decide to be active on tumblr again <33

@jougogo — kaybae hi!!! you haven’t been on tumblr much lately but hi sexc it’s me lex lol i’ve moved accs hehe 😎 i hope u see this whenever u get your phone back cries. you’re such an amazing person to be around, always so cheerful and friendly, you exude so much positive vibes and ilysm. you always manage to lift up the mood with your sexc self and i admire u for that. you’re so incredibly chaotic and fun to be around ahrgehxhh i appreciate u sm and i hope you’re taking care of yourself bby ily <33

@kemochie — my waluigi, my favorite f*rry, hi 😝 urghhh god we just started talking everyday pretty recently but god. you’re so funny??? and i love bullying u bc u give me so much material to bully u with (ok jkjk i love u that’s why i bully u smh) also, you’re so incredibly supportive and u were actually the one who pushed me to finally post that atsumu fic, even tho stupid me accidentally deleted it LMAOBSBD anw, u bring sm joy in my life, so thank u for that. we’re a small lil filf and you’re the milf to my dilf LMAO ilysm mwah!! <33

@kenmaki — gabbae! virgo bestie!! hi hi !! you’re such a talented person and you’re an amazing writer, and i hope one day u can get past your insecurities and see yourself as the wonderful person u truly are. i love how we were able to relate to each from how similar virgos think + our initial conversation of dick measurements and such will forever be seared into my memory. and congrats on getting a daily railing on the dash HSBDH i don’t look at em i promise lol 🤩🤩 jdbdhdh ilysm bby <33

@miyams — ren sweet babie hi! you’re so incredibly talented please don’t listen to stupid hate anons. i’ll stab them with a serrated knife if i have to 😠🔪 you’re so flippin cute and sweet i love talking to you, and i love love love whenever u come by my inbox to say hi. i hope we can talk even more in 2021, my dms and asks are always open for u bby (even though i suck at replying right away, sorry abt that huhu) i love u sm baby please take care of yourself <33

@miyasangel — ardie bae 😜 hi sexc!! i still cant believe we talk like everyday now lmaoo i used to think you’re so freaking cool (i still do) and now i’m friends w u whattaheck 🥲 you’re such an amazing writer wtf. i hate that we had to start our friendship on such a sour note (ehem discord ehem) but i’m really glad it brought us closer together. ily cockarden i’ll be sure to bully u even more HAHAGS IM JK makes out w u so hard bc you’re so damn hot ily 😣‼️ <33

@owlywrites — owly baby hello! ily so so much and you’re so talented, you deserve so much recognition. i hope i can read more of your fics soon bc they’re so well written ugh 😣 thanks for always checking up on me and always being so incredibly sweet. i love u so so muchhh huhu i wanna give u the biggest hug in the world :( please take care of yourself and never stop being your genuine self kith kith <33

@rilacry — milfy gorlillola 😜😜‼️ hi sexc. omfg i was so intimidated by u wtf (and i still kinda am smh) bc you’re so cool?? and your writing n carrd making skills are amazing as hell wtf. u just exude BDE bc you’re hella hot AND bc u wanna peg everyone. anyways,, i’m glad we got closer recently, even if it was out of really wack circumstances. ily bae pls stop sticking your memojis everywhere mwah <33

@rintaroll — my kue tete ☹️☹️ ilysm smh bye i can’t believe we’re close now wtf you’ve always been so cool and sexc 😩‼️ oh god i rmb when u were still on your old acc and u seemed so out of reach and i was a lil intimidated ANDBDJD SHHH but yea now ik you’re just a big h word dork and i love u for that 😣 i wish u all the best for your singing career bby you’re such a talented writer AND singer wtf. also you’re so pretty???? wtf how rude 😠 JKJK HAHHSBD ilysm kithes u so hard <33

@tetsoleil — geegee!! hi baby 😣 thanks for being such a sweet human being ily! it’s been a while since we actually talked yeah? but i still want u to know that i love u a lot and i appreciate u so much. i’m so so grateful you’re in my life because you’re such a joy to be around. you’re an amazing writer bby and i hope you get the recognition u deserve. i’m always here for u if u need anything. ilysm bby <33

@velvetfireworks — rachie bae 🤩 my bakso goreng, my golden kiwi!!! ily!! hehe im so glad i decided to slide in your dms when u asked me if i was indo. but ahhhh you’re ao sweet and cute and supportive ilysm. an amaaazing writer and i admire your work so much, but i think you’ve heard me say that multiple times before. i’m so glad we became closer recently through our love for greasy food and wonky lil faces 👁💋👁 kith kith ilysm <33

@yato-o — yato baby hi!! urgh honestly i appreciate u so so much?? i feel so lucky to be able to get to know you. i don’t even remember how we met but ahhh thank u for always stopping by and have a chat with me even though i know you’re a busy person. please take care of yourself and get some rest whenever u need to! don’t feel pressured to come on here if you’re tired baby, im so grateful to have u in my life, i luv youu <33

HAPPY NEW YEAR YOU SEXY BAES!

kisses, lex

[magicflowershop]

one day kitty; Bokuto version

《inspired by movie A Whisker Away》

✿✿ you wished to be with the person you like and wish granted. whiskers, button nose, tail, four legs and ears on top of the head; you turned into a cat. with this, you are given the opportunity to be with the person you want to express your affections to. but as a cat. and only in one day.

― haikyuu characters x cat!reader imagines!

❀ masterlist ❀

the wheel of names have spoken.

you have shitty life and you dont want it anymore, and hence you resort to drastic measures

one being to give up your life completely to a huge cat that you met one time at this shed when you were running away from home

yes we angsty now

at first you were skeptical bc how in the hell does this cat thing exist?? and how can it tell that you’re giving up on your life???

but since you were down as hell, and you were overwhelmed with emotions and were beyond your right state of mind,,, you accepted the offer of what this cat gave

so now you are a cat

by then, an entire night flew by and you woke up realizing you actually slept in the shed again lmao silly you—

and you weren’t actUALLY DREAMING YOU TRULY BECAME A CAT

so being the masochist you are, you decided you shouldn’t pass the opportunity to have a little adventure,,, to your house and school

well because you’re an insecure bitch who wants to know whats it like in a world without you in it and how the people around you would react without you in their lives,,,, yk quirky things like that uwu

and you saw it 

yourself 

your whole entire body alive awake and walking telling your damn parents a see you later since you’re off to school

but the hell do you care whoever that lil insect is that swarmed inside your body and became the host,, you continued your lil mini adventure to your school bc whats more fun than seeing your fake self havin fun with your friends??

“oh hello there”

then a tall grey haired boy you forgot the name of stepped in front of you and crouched to your level

“woAH agHAASHI LOOK AT THIS LITTLE THING’S EYES”

he looked closer to the cat’s face

“ᵗʰᵉʸ'ʳᵉ ˢᵒ ᵖʳᵉᵗᵗʸ“

maybe a bit too close for the cat’s discomfort 

he called you thing

then you realize this person was Bokuto Kotarou from your school’s vball team,,, how could you not have guessed from the hair alone silly you

Bokuto then patted you a little more after being told by Akaashi that he can’t be distracted by a cat at this moment since they’re about to go for practice

so they left you there

but you bein a cat that can slither everywhere they wish to be, thought it would be fun to stalk the vball team since its so early in the morning yk and you rly wanna know whats happening with your actual body

you don’t even know why your body was in school this early,,,

anyway so volleyball right

it donned onto you that you had a crush on Bokuto when you were a freshman,, you remember there was something gratifying about his personality that made you like him better than the rest of the boys in your school bc other men are trash but we dont talk about that

you found him sorta special 

however, despite finding him very special, a person like him was too far-fetched for you to become close with bc you two were polar opposites of each other,,, he was too excited and happy every time you see him while you are,,, well

a bit too down

but you werent always down

just that you had every reason to be down yk

im not helping but anyways-

so you were watching them practice,, you had no idea why you were watching since you werent rly into sports whatever and it usually bores you,, and sends your mind flying elsewhere

then you saw Bokuto leaping up from the back and slamming the ball straight past the other player’s blocks 

𝓌𝑜𝓌

fr that was impressive and the way he accurately hit the ball right next to the line was insane

okay, mayhaps you were slowly gathering feelings for him again and this time for his talents as well oho

so you took your time watching this lad in awe while resting on the gym’s window sill, only God knows how you got there, and just admired the players doin their thing

but yk with a lot of Bokuto you perv

ofc Bokuto sees the cat while they were on break and kinda squished his face on the window to get ur attention bc you were sorta falling asleep on there

he was yellin things like theres a cute kitty on the window aaaAAAAA and the other players just wanted him to stop so they kinda invited you inside

they busted a big uwu at how cute the cat was, scared of the new environment it has been forced into

mostly Bokuto

he was beYOND HAPPY to see a small animal within his vicinity and Akaashi was delighted to see him calm at least for once

Bokuto was really gentle at holding the little feline in his arms and his heart might have melted when it relaxed into his hold and rested its little head against his chest

the other players were hella jealous

but Bokuto gettin all the attention from a cat was better than anything else 

until we remember that the guys don’t always stay for practice and that they had classes to attend too, they are at school for a reason

henceforth Bokuto was sad to let the cat go bc the cat isn’t his it’s just a stray cat,, nobody knows where it came from

“i’ll come back for you later okay?”

ahaha yes i am s*ft

while waiting for his promise of coming back, you spent the time to idle around the campus until lunch break came and you once again saw your original body that is now lived by a different host

the fake you turned to your direction and smirked?? what the heck was that for??

but you had Bokuto to comfort you anyway lmao you attention wh*re

then you figured it didn’t feel right to be hogging the lad’s attention like this when you aren’t actually a cat,,, at least not until midnight strikes,,,

you did have a choice whether or not you still wanted to remain as a cat for the rest of your life but that price is selling your soul to that cat

besides all that, i just wanna mention that Bokuto grew fond of the cat that keeps playing with him all day and he lit thought of bringing it with him home bc he was worried like what if it doesn’t have a home to go to and becomes all alone and starving and like get hit by a car 

he was genuinely concerned for your well-being and you felt eVEN BAD NOW and just wanna go over and tell him you’re not an actual cat you’re just a stalker of his that somehow had the chance to turn into a pussy

but he did bring you home

not even Akaashi could stop him when he secretly snuck you inside his bag when they were about to go home from practice

no lie you lit wanted to flee

time was running out and you were wasting it to clown Bokuto into thinking you truly were a cat but not unless you wished to remain a cat

do you deserve that doe?

you thought you did after Bokuto pampering you a lot, showing you to his mom, being cleaned and fed kinda clumsily but its the thought that counts for the night and even tucking you beside him on his bed like s*ft omg

you definitely wanted to leave but like if you left its gonna break his heart but once he finds out you’re an actual human person what the hell is that going to make you

obviously you were in a terrible rut

“now you can stay in my house if you have no where to be, kitty. i can be here with you”

tears came rushing up to your eyes and you just wanted to strangle that creepy ass cat you met last night and bring back what he stole from you

the words he said was enough to have you break down, his kindness and his sincerity was too pure that you just wanted this to stop

especially when it came from someone special to you

you decided life wasn’t so bad if there’s someone you can lean on

stay tuned for more! :>

[lucarioisinthevoid]

hello good sir (sir being a gender neutral term), i'd like to send some p r o m p t s. so i haven't played ucn in a LONG time, but some ideas off the top of my head: toy freddy (would be funny), funtime foxy (cause they're a bitch), n. fredbear and maybe nightmare (cause they're twisted versions of his b e l o v e d fredbear), and maybe foxy+bonnie (cause it's a bitch). just some ideas! also, being a man of culture, i'd like to request some tortu- jk, jk (i'd say sth funny but character limit).

(I will fight you for this ask. I will come to you home and pick you up and fling your body into space and into literal Among Us. My brain was going a mile a minute trying to gather enough coins to get rid of Funtime Foxy, and keep on top of EVERYTHING ELSE- And yet I was still surprised when I finally got jumpscared. Welp, I couldn’t have predicted it, so it’s kinda fun being able to write this now. Also yes, warning for mild torment! I’m just not good at writing it- Oh, also, here’s the AO3 link to the thing: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27687695/chapters/67764007 You can read the whole thing there and I update it there as I do here. You can request over there to, but that’s beside the point)

Be on top of his games. Watch his shows. Check in, but only at the right times. Henry grinded his teeth. It was almost like he had a son again- dear god, this truly was hell, wasn’t it? For a moment he had thought the Helpy robot was joking as he elaborated on what the damn plastic piece of shit’s mechanic was- No. No cursing. He shook his head. That was being petty for no reason. He had a mechanic- and it was a stupid one- but that was better than nothing. It was better than being told “you will die” without being able to do anything about it. For a moment he frowned, a though manifesting itself in the back of his mind. … if he would know there was no way to escape the pain, he would grow numb to it. So whoever or whatever set this up seemed to have a keen interest in- The clock chimed, it was time to play. Instantly he pulled up the monitor. He had been gifted the leeway of being allowed to eradicate one of them- and dear god, he would not say no, not if it was the only chance to give a little bit of payback. He checked on Toy Freddy- a good contender to be murdered- and clicked the door of the- vacuum cleaner- dear god, this would make his brain rot- then he moved on to more sensible things, like checking on Foxy, who was thankfully out, then moving over to gathering coins. Laughter from the door. “Mister Miller… look at you. You seem stressed.” “Why yes, I am quite tense.” Without looking up he closed the doors, opening them up right away. “I have to admit to my distain of the character selection that currently is coming after me. They make no sense, you see?” Another, similarly as deep voice sounded, albeit with a brighter tint to it- “… oh, don’t be ashamed of that, Mr. Miller. They have more distain for you than you do for them.” Once more, doors closed, doors open. He didn’t even need to look. “I can assume that, yes, but that is hardly my issue, is it now? My issue is their reality bending and tedious habits.” For this round he would be stuck on the cameras, wouldn’t he? Once more he flipped over to Foxy, gathering coins and being quietly thankful for the fact that he and Bonnie had not switched places yet. He had to get this done in the first time-warped hour and if he didn’t- he wasn’t sure when exactly the clock would move over and he didn’t want to find out. The nightmare duo was chuckling, so he shortly put the monitor down to look inside of Nightmare Fredbear’s red eyes. “… what are you supposed to be?” “You have never truly understood your own creation, did you…? If it lives… it changes…” “The only nightmare I ever created were the suits and-“ He turned to the other side, spotting the more pinkish eyes shining from that frame. “… you. Are you not supposed to be me?” “I think you can answer that yourself.” Shaking his head, Henry dismissed both of them, closing the doors and opening the camera feed, checking once more on Foxy, helping out Toy Freddy and finally snatching up the last few coins he needed- instantly he moved over to the price corner, ordering one of the silver coins- His eyes darted to the clock- Oh god, only a few more moments before the timer skipped- The pink hellfox was peering out of its cove, grinning widely- a grin that instantly was replaced by an agonized and hateful scream as Henry used the coin, allowing himself for a moment to watch the machine literally being disintegrated into clear silver dust. From the side, Nightmare Fredbear chuckled. “… how cruel.” “This is a dog-eat-dog world. You should not try to inflict onto others what you are not willing to go through yourself.” “Oh? Are you ready for what is coming for you then?” Abruptly Henry started laughing, as he once more checked on Foxy, then moved to Toy Freddy. “What? What is coming for me? Being brought back to Fredbear’s, except this time I am immortal, have inhuman strength and can start honing my ability to move whatever I desire with my mind? What a terrible fate you are threatening me with, Nightmare! I am appalled! How dare you gift me with everything I have ever wanted!” One last time he switched back to Foxy, then deactivated the monitors, assuming it was best to be on Foxy’s camera right away, so when he pulled the camera back up- His eyes fell on the little figure of Bonnie that was now on the table. For the love of god, how could he have been that stupid!? Looking up at Nightmare Fredbear’s red eyes, he saw a bit of bemusement in it- that and a deep, underlaying level of pure disgust. “… will you ever learn, Mr. Miller? Will you ever realize that the resistance you have been met with was not from nowhere? Will you learn that you cursed them?” “NONSENSE.” Henry HISSED. “I considered you smart. I was wrong. The only reason the children were struggling against me because I could not yet accommodate them well enough- propaganda against me and my mission was spread. William seemed to have been just fine with his joke of a family that he had gotten himself in a flight of passing fancy. What made him different?!” There was only silence from the outside, as Henry glanced once more at the figure. Still Bonnie and it wouldn’t change. Muttering more so to himself than to the Fredbear, he stressed his point. “Nature has turned on me for taking what I desired, much like the ocean, the skies and the land has turned against humanity at every opportunity. Even in the different religious texts, humanity and to steal and take with violence what it needed to become what it was meant to be. One god banished the species in fear of them becoming immortal, much like the being itself- another wanted to deny us fire as petty retaliation, because fire brings creation- and it had to be taken back by theft.” Not quite, but close enough. He didn’t want to recount the stories. “… if you want to grow, you have to feed, and if you feed, you destroy. And so, destruction brings new creation. We feed off the old gods and create new rules. Nature does not like to be controlled and abused- all it wishes is to slowly burn itself out. Until nothing is left. But we humans preserve- we are a species who is so defenseless, yet have made it this far, by preserving knowledge, by learning early, early and as much as we can- eventually however it will come to a standstill. You can only learn so much with the time given. Until said time become infinite. Some ills of humanity can only be cured by allowing humans to permanently remain and learn. For that we need immortality.” There still was only silence and he sighed- He had wasted too much time. The Bonnie figure was still there, but he might as well get it over with, he wouldn’t get around him disabling the cameras. Quickly he closed the door to the left side where he knew Nightmare Fredbear was waiting, pulling up the cameras, to Bonnie’s aggressive scream- But before he could really boot the thing up, a giant black paw came from above grabbing the little tablet, cracking it. The Amalgamation was towering over him, black fur and metal broken up by the silver shine of its teeth. Baffled for a few seconds, Henry looked at him. “I… did not hear you.” “The others are not your problem anymore, are they now?” With its vile grin it picked Henry up by the head, an incredibly painful experience, playfully throwing him against the wall with full force- a crack was sounded and as Henry tried to stumble back on his feet, he quickly realized he couldn’t- something was damaged, so badly that the pain was too much- His head was still sharp though, the white pain barely being fended off by his mind trying to figure out how this creature could be HERE- It had been HIM, it was HIM, what would make him want to- Blood was dripping from out his mouth, tasting disgustingly mechanical- “… you… you are supposed to be ME-“ Smiling the monstrous bear-esque beast picked him up, causing another wave of incoherent, glowing pain to wash through Henry, his whole chest being just enough to fill the Amalgamation’s hand. “I was you. We have seen all your thoughts, all your ideas, we have shaped, and we have remembered. You are me. And we crave violence, Mister Miller. Your words were pretty to hear, but we do not believe them. We know what we are- a monster who thinks of itself too highly, an animal unable to resist the siren call of violence and blood. Our creation has not made us better than all the monsters we feared becoming. There is only one difference between us… … I am not ashamed of my needs anymore.” With that he started pulling on Henry’s arm, pulling as the delirious man convulsed under him- Ready to take a bite out of it. “But I do love creation too… and I cannot wait to see what we will turn you into. The brain is moldable, Henry. It does fantastical things under pain and pressure…” His other claw was digging into the human’s head. The other was pulling the now separated arm to his maw, biting down with a sickening, wet crunch. Happily he sighed. The few seconds of Henry’s awareness that were left only wondered quietly if his parts being consumed would mean he would never get them back- The Amalgamation seemed to hear the thought, grinning at him with its now stained teeth. “I will vomit you back… to relieve your horror…” … with that Henry faded.

[perspective-series]

Exposed Perspective (11) (Final)

By: @arc852 and @hiddendreamer67

Warnings: Talk of erasing memories, and jealousy.

THIS IS THE THIRD STORY IN A TRILOGY. READ “A Third Perspective” AND “Switched Perspectives” FOR THIS TO MAKE SENSE!

(Check the reblog for the links to the previous chapters and the TWO prequels!)

This is it, folks! The last chapter!

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Roman looked up from his breakfast. “Well now who could that be?” He pondered aloud. Usually, Logan texted before coming over.

 Patton paused, looking in the direction of the door from his spot on the table. “You don’t think it’s a human looking for me, do you?”

“I don’t know…” Roman frowned. “But we should probably hide you, just in case.”

 Patton nodded, looking around the table but saw that it was empty. He looked back up at Roman. “A little help?” He asked sheepishly.

Roman chuckled, putting down his palm for Patton even as another knock sounded at the door.

“What’s taking them so long?” Logan murmured.

 “They probably don’t know it’s us,” Virgil spoke from Logan’s hand. “Maybe try calling him or something?”

 Patton got onto Roman’s hand, waiting to be moved.

“Oh, right.” Logan pulled out his phone. 

Just as Roman was going to put Patton down on the counter, his phone rang. “Hello?” He said, answering it.

“Roman, we’re outside,” Logan explained.

“Oh!” Roman hung up the phone. “It’s just Logan,” Roman explained, walking over to the door.

 Patton let out a sigh of relief. “Oh, well that’s good!” He had been worried there for a second.

Roman opened the door, only to see three familiar faces and two not-so-familiar ones.

“What’s going on?!” Roman asked, quickly trying to shield Patton and looking at his friends frantically. Had they no regard for the borrower rules? 

“It’s okay, Roman.” Logan quickly assured him. “They’re here to help.”

 “Wh-What?” Patton asked, moving more into Roman. He caught eyes with Virgil and Virgil nodded.

 “Don’t worry Pat. Everything is fine.” Virgil reassured and well, if Virgil was saying that about two strange humans than Patton had to believe him. 

“May we come in?” Joan stepped forwards, and with a slow nod, Roman let all of them into his living room. 

“I ask again, what is going on?” Roman looked between their faces.

“These are agents Joan and Talyn,” Logan explained. 

“Hi.” Joan waved.

“They deal with relocating borrowers and have offered us assistance.” Logan continued.

“What kind of assistance?” Roman asked.

“Financial, mostly.” Talyn shrugged. “In this case at least. We also do memory wipes but we’ve been told that’s unnecessary, although we would like to fact check that with Patton.”

 Patton’s eyes widened, confused. “Huh?” Virgil turned back to Patton.

 “They’re asking if it would be better to erase Logan, Roman and Thomas’ memories of us,” Virgil explained and Patton’s eyes widened in a panic. 

 “No! No, please don’t.”

“You’re sure you’re not being held against your will?” Talyn pressed.

“And your agreement isn’t just a manifestation of your attachment to Virgil and his choices?” Joan continued.

 Patton shook his head. “Roman, Logan, and Thomas have become great friends of mine. I don’t want them to forget about me. Or leave them!”

“Works for me.” Talyn nodded with a smile.

“Hold on a moment, you were going to erase our memories?” Roman balked. “How rude!” 

“We do what we need to do to respect borrowers,” Joan explained, taking note of how long Roman had been holding Patton.

“Rule 33,” Thomas commented, noticing as well.

“Hey, you’re learning fast, newbie.” Talyn joked, elbowing Thomas playfully.

 “Huh? Rule?” Patton asked, still confused. Virgil remembered what that rule was and turned to Patton.

 “That’s a rule about not holding a borrower for long periods of time,” Virgil explained.

 “Oh! But wait, what does that rule have to do with anything?” Patton asked, not fully realizing how long Roman had been holding him. Or, like Virgil, probably not caring as well.

“According to the rulebook, our current behavior is considered ‘rude’.” Logan explained, adjusting his glasses.

“What rulebook?” Roman gaufed.

Thomas gestured with the book he was still reading. “This rulebook.” 

“I suggest you put Patton down,” Logan advised, rolling his eyes at the way Talyn was still looking at him. He set Virgil down on the coffee table. “Are you satisfied?”

“Quite.” Talyn gave a nod.

“Oh, this is ridiculous.” Roman groaned, but he put Patton down as well.

 Patton blinked as he was set down along with Virgil and looked up at all the humans. “You didn’t need to put me down,” Patton said, sending a quick glance over at Virgil. Virgil just shrugged.

At Patton’s words Roman perked up, ready to pick him up again, but with a glance from Talyn, he sighed.

“Now, let’s go over the particulars,” Joan said, pulling out their laptop. “What sort of features would you like your new house to possess?”

“Well-” Roman was interrupted before he even began.

“I was talking to the borrowers,” Joan explained. Roman let out an offended princey noise.

 Both borrowers blinked, looking at each other. “You’re asking us?” Patton asked, kind of amazed. 

“Well, of course.” Joan nodded. “You’re the main reason we’re here, after all. I mean, your friends can come too but you’re the ones who need relocation.”

 “We want them there,” Virgil said. Patton nodded in agreement.

 “Yeah and, I mean, we just need a regular house. We don’t really need anything special.” Patton added.

“Other borrowers have suggested things such as a smaller floor plan, heated floors, built-in tunnels….” Talyn listed them off on their fingers. “Or something as simple as a single-story building.”

“Do any of those appeal to you?” Joan asked, typing away on their computer.

 The borrowers shared a glance once again. “One story would be nice,” Virgil said and Patton nodded.

 “Yeah, but it also has to be big enough for all of us!” He motioned towards his three human friends.

“A three-bedroom, 1st-floor house.” Joan murmured, typing it in. “Might be a little hard to find, but I’m sure we can manage.”

“Some of you might need to share a room,” Talyn explained, looking between the other humans gathered around the table. 

“Fine by me.” Roman shrugged. In fact, the idea of a roommate was rather exciting.

“I’ll manage.” Logan nodded as well.

“...hold up.” Thomas closed the book, only now fully entering the conversation. “Since when am I moving too?”

 Patton frowned, blinking in confusion. “Did you not...want to move with us?” Patton asked. Virgil raised an eyebrow at Thomas.

“Well, I mean, I guess I hadn’t really thought about it.” Thomas shrugged. “I still have classes here and my other friends…”

“We get it, you’re popular.” Roman rolled his eyes. 

“Thomas, you are under no legal pressure to relocate,” Talyn assured him.

“Oh good.” Thomas let out a small sigh of relief.

“However do know that if you stay we will have to erase your memory,” Joan admitted.

 Patton’s eyes widened. “No! You can’t!”

 “Yeah, it’s not like he’s going to tell anyone!” Virgil argued, having trust in Thomas.

“I’m sorry, it’s just protocol,” Joan explained, looking apologetic. “If it was just him we wouldn’t have a problem, but he’ll be around a whole crowd of individuals who were recently wiped. We can’t risk reviving their memories.”

Thomas looked down at the borrowers. There was no way he wanted to forget them; not after everything that happened.

“I...guess I’m moving then,” Thomas said, sounding almost like he was in a daze.

 Patton frowned, he didn’t want Thomas to move if he didn’t want to. But he also didn’t want him to forget everything either. And apparently, neither did Thomas. He looked towards the agents. “There isn’t any other option?”

“Nope.” Joan shook their head. “If you find a borrower and we find out about it, there are only two outcomes: rehabilitation and re-memorization.”

“Or you’re us.” Talyn reminded them. “And you get to join the best team this side of the Bermuda triangle.”

“Heyooo!” Joan whooped, raising their hand and meeting Talyn for a resounding high-five.

Thomas looked down at the book in his hands, then back at them. “That’s an option?”

“Oh, ah, that was really more of a joke…” Talyn said sheepishly, rubbing their neck.

“How does one become an agent, then?” Logan asked, looking intrigued.

“Oh, there’s a whole orientation process.” Joan gave a wave of his hand. “Lots of paperwork, that sort of stuff. It’s kind of on a need-to-know basis.”

“What kind of paperwork?” Logan pressed.

“And what if we need to know?” Thomas leaned forwards.

 Virgil looked at Logan. He would be fine if only Thomas was interested in the whole agent thing but...not Logan. He didn’t want Logan to leave him. 

“Wait, you all want to become agents?” Talyn said incredulously.

“Ah, not me.” Roman raised his hand. “You lost me at paperwork.”

“Thomas, I thought you wanted to stay here?” Joan frowned.

“Well, I mean, I did.” Thomas bit his lip. “But really, I just want to help people...and if I’m given the opportunity to do that, I think I wanna take it.”

“What about you, Logan?” Joan turned to him.

“Frankly this whole business has alienated me from biology as a study entirely,” Logan explained. “If I plan to switch life paths so drastically anyways, I may as well put my skills to good use.”

“...maybe.” Joan seemed to consider it. “But that’s a discussion for another time. Let’s focus on relocating you guys, and then we can talk about any big career plans.”

“Satisfactory.” Logan nodded while Thomas gave them a grin and a thumbs-up.

In the end, it took only two weeks before the group was moving into the new house. Joan and Talyn helped instruct them on the best ways to move borrower furniture, making sure that none of it was broken in the move. The house was a quaint little home two towns over, single story with two bedrooms. For the time being Roman and Thomas decided to share, and they were unpacking their belongings accordingly. Patton sat nearby, watching from a safe distance.

“You still thinking about joining Joan and Talyn?” Roman commented, hanging up one of his musical posters. 

“A little,” Thomas admitted, tucking the sheets onto his bed. “It just...it feels right, you know? Have you ever had that feeling?”

“Of course.” Roman shrugged. “It’s how I knew I was destined for theatre.”

“Patton, what do you think?” Thomas asked, turning to the borrower.

 Patton kicked his legs, smiling at Thomas. “If you want to do it, I say go for it! I think it’s so cool that anyone wants to help out borrowers.”

“Thanks, Patton.” Thomas smiled back at him. “I think...I think I will.”

Of course, the next room over, not everyone was so encouraging.

“Virgil, I cannot read your mind.” Logan pointed out, stacking books on his shelf while the borrower sat moping on his new desk. “If you’re irritated with me you need to tell me why.”

 Virgil grumbled before turning to Logan. “I just don’t get why you're even...considering it.”

“Why would I not consider it?” Logan raised an eyebrow. “It’s a generous opportunity and would allow me to use my skills for good.”

 “I mean, yeah, but…” Virgil didn’t know how to say it without sounding stupid and needy. “You...You would have to leave.” The me went left unspoken.

Logan paused in his task. “It seems overall my presence amongst you all has been a detriment.” He said softly. “At least there I wouldn’t cause so much trouble and could make up for my mistakes.”

 Virgil blinked, shooting to his feet. “Logan no! I-I…” Ugh, Logan was gonna make him say it. “I don’t want you to leave,” Virgil said quietly. “We’ve both made mistakes and caused trouble and all that crap but we’re better now! You’re better now.” Virgil looked down. “And if you left I would miss you too much.”

Logan looked over at Virgil, visibly confused now. “You would?”

 “Yes.” Virgil practically cried before taking a deep breath. “Things have changed. Logan, I trust you. And yeah, maybe this is a great opportunity, I get it. But...I don’t know, maybe I’m just being selfish…” Virgil looked away, his insecurities and anxiety getting in the way. 

“I- no Virgil, you’re not being selfish.” Logan came over to sit on the edge of the bed closest to the desk. “Your feelings are perfectly valid. Truth be told I’ve grown fond of you as well; it’s part of why I was considering leaving, I didn’t want to cause you any more pain.”

 Virgil let out a little chuckle. “Well, hate to break it to you but you leaving would cause me quite a bit of pain.” Virgil paused for a moment. “I mean, you’d be leaving me with sunshine and dramatic prince to deal with all by myself, how dare you,” Virgil said.

“Oh, the horror.” Logan’s eyes widened in fake shock. “How dare I even consider such treachery.” He chuckled to himself, once again turning serious. “Virgil, if my presence really means that much to you I promise not to leave.”

 Virgil smiled. “Thanks, L. You staying does mean a lot.” Virgil thought for a moment, another chuckle escaping him.

 “It’s amazing to think I used to want to get away from you and now I don’t want you to leave.” Virgil found the irony funny in this case.

“Indeed.” Logan nodded in agreement, hardly able to remember what he had been thinking when they originally met. He felt like a completely different person now. He gazed around the bedroom. “Though I’m amazed by the change, it’s certainly a welcome one.”

 “More than welcome, I’d say,” Virgil said, a slight smirk on his face. “I mean, Pat and I have got it pretty good here with some great friends and a nice house. And everyone who used to know about us can no longer remember. I say things are...really great.” Virgil’s smile turned soft. 

“It will take some readjusting, but yes.” Logan smiled back. “I think this will do quite nicely.”

***

That night, everyone gathered in the new kitchen, enjoying sweets and beverages as they celebrated Thomas’ choice...as well as Logan’s lack of a choice.

“A toast!” Joan lifted their glass of apple juice. “To our newest recruit, Thomas!”

“To Thomas!” The others repeated, all taking sips of their own drinks.

“Thomas, you are amazing,” Joan said, swinging their arm around Thomas’ shoulders. “You are one of the coolest, smartest, kindest, handsomest men I have ever met.”

“Aww, thanks, Joan,” Thomas said with a laugh.

“I knew you had it in you!” Talyn came over, swinging their arm around Thomas as well. “So glad to have you on our team.”

“Group hug!” Thomas declared, pulling them both into one big hug with all three of them giggling. The three seemed to only grow closer with each moment they spent together, and it was clear to everyone involved that this was indeed where Thomas belonged. 

“Well, he seems happy,” Roman noted to Patton who sat nearby, feeling almost a guilty wave of relief.

 “I know! I’m so proud of him!” Patton exclaimed, looking at Thomas with a wide grin.

“...uh huh.” Roman rolled his eyes, taking another sip from his solo cup.

 Patton turned to look a Roman, eyebrows furrowed. “Roman? Is something wrong?”

Roman almost spit his drink back out in surprise, realizing he hadn’t been exactly ‘subtle’. 

“Oh, ah, it’s nothing!” Roman quickly grinned at him, forcing a smile.

 Patton frowned and suddenly he remembered all the times Roman was acting weird before. He glanced at Thomas and then back and Roman and he blinked in realization. “Roman, are you...have you been jealous of Thomas?”

“Whaaaaaat?” Roman laughed awkwardly, rubbing at the back of his neck. “Me? Jealous? Of Thomas?” At this point a few others had sent him glances as well, his act not fooling anyone.

 Patton frowned. “Why would you be jealous of Thomas?” Patton asked, really confused.

Roman sent a glance at Thomas. “Can we...talk about this in private?” Roman asked, setting his palm down for Patton.

 Patton nodded and climbed into the hand.

Roman left the chattering of the party behind, going to his bedroom. Now that Thomas was moving right back out, it seemed there was an extra bed just for Patton. Roman laid down on this mattress, setting Patton down on an extra pillow. 

“...it’s stupid.” Roman sighed, knowing after all this time it was a bit petty.

 Patton’s eyebrows furrowed. “What?”

“It’s just…” Roman let out another sigh, this one ruffling Patton’s hair. “Okay, remember back when I first ‘rescued’ you guys from Logan, but you still wanted to go with Logan instead of me?”

 Patton winced at that but nodded. “But what does that have to do with Thomas?”

“Well, then that whole weird switching bodies thing happened, and you and I became close.” Roman continued. “And I got really excited because I thought it was going to be just the two of us. But then Thomas started coming around and I was like ‘okay, I can deal, the more the merrier’. Guess it’s you, me and Thomas.” Roman seemed to deflate, sinking his chin into the pillow between his arms. “But...then it started to become just you and Thomas.”

 “Oh Roman…” Patton looked sad. “You felt left out, didn’t you?”

“You kept choosing him over me.” Roman nodded, not meeting Patton’s gaze. “And I tried not to be affected by it, I really did, because I saw how much fun the two of you were having. But I know Thomas has lots of friends and I’ve never really had a best friend before and I thought maybe that was you….but then you kept choosing everybody else over me. And it sucked.”

 Patton came over to Roman and placed a hand on Roman’s hand. “I’m sorry if I made you feel that way,” Patton said softly. “I never meant to choose anyone over anybody. I just wanted to hang out with everyone!”

“I know.” Roman gave him a half-smile, shifting his hand to hold Patton’s own between his fingers. “That’s why I didn’t say anything before. I didn’t want you to feel forced to hang out with me, I already tried to manipulate you to do that enough when we first met.” Roman cringed at the memory. “You deserved to have great friends like Thomas.”

 “I deserve to have a great friend like you too,” Patton spoke. “I want to hang out with you, I really do. I’m not sorry for hanging out with Thomas but I am sorry that I didn’t notice your feelings sooner.”

“It’s alright,” Roman assured him. “And I mean, hey, at least with Thomas off doing his new gig we’ll have plenty of time to hang out, right?”

 Patton nodded. “Yeah! I’ll miss him but it’ll be nice to hang out with just the two of us!” Patton smiled and Roman and came closer to hug his face.

“I’m looking forward to it.” Roman chuckled, bringing his hand up to hug Patton as well. He closed his eyes, enjoying the contact a moment longer.

 A few moments later, Patton pulled away. “Now come on! Let’s head back to the party! We’ve got some celebration to celebrate!” Patton giggled.

“Okay, okay.” Roman agreed, putting his palm down for Patton. 

 Patton climbed on but instead of sitting, he hugged Roman’s thumb. “And Roman?”

“Yes?” Roman lifted Patton higher, standing up to his full height.

 Patton grinned. “You’re my best friend.”

Roman froze, feeling as though this might be some sort of dream. “Really?” Roman gasped, his eyes lighting up.

 Patton nodded. “No doubt about it!”

Suddenly overcome with pride, Roman nearly sprinted back into the kitchen.

“Patton’s my best friend!” He announced excitedly. All heads turned to him.

“...ah, good for you?” Logan tilted his head, confused. 

 Patton giggled. “Roman!” 

 Virgil turned towards them, raising an eyebrow at Roman’s words. But he just shrugged. 

“This calls for another toast!” Joan said, raising their glass.

“To new, and old, friendships.” Thomas agreed, looking between all his friends.

“To friendship!” Talyn seconded, raising their glass high. They looked at the others expectantly.

“Oh, are we all doing one?” Logan asked, glancing around. 

“To new beginnings!” Roman cheered, raising his glass high.

 “To family!” Patton cheered, raising up his tinfoil cup.

“....to second chances,” Logan said, smiling softly at Virgil.

 Virgil smiled back before realizing that it was his turn. “Oh uh...to...good health?” Virgil tried.

“Oh come on, I’m sure you can do better than that.” Roman encouraged him.

 Virgil huffed but racked his brain for something. “Uh...to our home?”

“To our home!” Roman agreed, taking a swig of his drink.

“And to a new perspective!” Joan declared. “And a different perspective, another perspective, a third perspective-!”

“Okay, now you’re just spouting nonsense.” Talyn chuckled.

“And a Thomas perspective!” Thomas cheered, pulling his friends close.

[sparksbynightfall]

Prologue 1 : A Fresh Start

"Wh-where am I?" 

My voice echoes back. I am all alone  and there is nothing but darkness, silent darkness. I can almost feel the blackness on my fur. 

It's those kind of dreams again. 

"..." 

Sensing something, I looked around for a light source and a burning sensation suddenly arose within my chest. 

Wait a minute … how can I see myself? 

I look at my arm and see a vibrant orange glow on my fur. 

Strange… 

I continued walking to whatever direction my own two feet can carry me. Feeling something on my feet as I walked a few paces, I looked down.

Puddles? 

It was clear water, making concentric circles everytime I pace my feet on the surface.

I managed a few paces before a feeling of dread came over my senses. It's as if something is watching from behind me. I now find it difficult to walk as I gradually slow down. 

The water I was pacing through suddenly felt cold. As if it were a frozen lake in a blizzard only ... it wasn’t frozen solid.

Wait … the water is getting deeper … 

One step took me plunging through the icy water, I can feel myself slowly losing my breath and my fur freezing. 

Am I drowning? Please ,  not too soon … n-not too … s-soon ...

…

I awoke to find the first touches of dawn painting the sky outside my apartment, my pillow damp from sweat. With a sigh I turned my head to gaze out the brightening window, not yet willing to climb out of bed.

Numerous stars were laid out across the night sky’s blanket, providing me at least a bit of comfort after that nightmare I had. It’s not really often I get to see them from my window.

Well Cipher, guess you just made me a stargazer like you ...

I should probably rest … first day of school starts tomorrow …

As I felt my eyes being a bit heavy for some time, I closed my eyes and drifted back to sleep.

~~~ 

Today is the official start of school, my second year at Sinnoh High. The sky is significantly brighter yet the sun had barely risen leaving a lightly orange colored sky to appear outside my apartment window. 

Yawning, I glance towards my alarm clock, which hasn't gone off yet. For once I woke up earlier than my alarm.

I strain to get up and go about my morning routine in order to get ready for what is to come today. 

I changed out my tank top and pajamas for a loose shirt and a striped skirt. Funny enough, I'm already wearing a skirt as a Braixen but I have to keep my fashion sense in order. 

With that, I immediately exited my room and towards the train station.

~~~

It only took me a few paces before I arrive at the train station. The usual sea of pokemon were replaced with surprisingly a few passengers. Perhaps I was a little too early after all. 

I immediately stepped into the train and silently watch it’s thick glass doors open with a ding. I sat down and silently watched the world go by all while relaxing music is being played from the train radio. 

Not a moment sooner passed when I was startled by someone tapping on my shoulder. It sort of shook me out of my trance and re-introduced me back into reality.

“Ellie! Good seeing you again, you firefox …”  A loud energetic voice was what caused me to snap back to reality. 

“Spica?” I turned towards the sound of the voice to see Spica, a childhood friend. Her dandelion colored shirt and blue jeans complimenting her magenta colored fur.  "Good to see you again as well." 

"My you're up early but then again , you're always early even in class …" She said, her usual charisma beaming through her every word.

"Not really … that was just happenstance. I should be saying the same thing to you." I responded back. 

"Just got excited that's all. Speaking of which, summer sure does go by really quickly, don't you think? Feels like a weekend almost. But here we are now, another year at Sinnoh High." She put both her hands behind her head and reclined on her seat.

"I would be lying if I said I wasn't at least a bit excited." 

"Same here Ellie. How was your summer? Haven't seen you the entire time… even Cipher wasn't around. Where were you?" 

"I visited my folks back at Coumarine and spent the entire summer there. I just got back about 2 days ago. Perhaps Cipher did the same thing too, visiting his father over at Lumiose." 

"Now that you mentioned it, looks like Cipher only has his father left … poor guy." 

"I think he got over that a long while ago. Speaking of summer, how was yours?" 

"It was a blast! Especially since I got to hang out with Pollux almost every single day and go to places…" Spica sighed dreamily at that thought looking upwards as if she's daydreaming. 

"That's great, where is he though … ?" 

"He had to leave a little late, he has to wait for his brother so they can both leave. You know Castor, always a snoozer." 

We both giggled as she mentioned that. I guess we both had a great summer in one way or another. 

The train stopped signaling that we have arrived near the school. We immediately got up and rushed towards the doors. I didn't notice the gradual increase of passengers as we were busy chatting amongst ourselves. 

"Hurry up Spica! We don't want to be late for our first day…" I called out to her as I made it outside.

"Relax Ellie … it's like half an hour before it starts." She says as she fast-walked over to me, skipping merrily along the way.

We cautiously walked towards the school entrance and entered. Most of the students are casually walking around to wherever they're heading while some just sat in place waiting for their class to start. 

"Woah hey!" I turned around to see Pollux, getting his eyes covered by a certain someone. I can't help but giggle at his 'predicament'. 

"Guess who?" A familiar voice giggled from behind him. 

"S-Spica? Is that you?" The Midnight Lycanroc  asked while blushing. 

"Yes, it's me! Your one and only ..." The magenta colored Espeon answered immediately, uncovering his eyes and giving him a smooch on the cheek. I noticed Pollux was quite a bit taller than her but managed to cover his eyes.

Spica happily pulled Pollux into a surprise hug to which he returned the favor by hugging her. 

"Elaina, I haven't seen you since last summer, Hi." He looked at my direction and gave me a wave. I can see he's wearing his buttoned up shirt and black slacks, his usual attire.

"Hello, Pollux. Have you seen your brother and Cipher around?" I gave him a wave back.

"My brother is renewing his membership at the Drama Club while I passed by Cipher earlier saying he has a meeting with the Astronomy Club." Pollux immediately answered back, adjusting his reading glasses. 

I just realized I haven't any club membership last year. I should perhaps be adding that for today's to-do list. 

"You two lovebirds have fun, I should be heading to my respective classroom. I'll see you later at lunch." I walk back to find my designated classroom.

"See ya, Ellie. I think we should also be going to our classroom too." I hear Spica talk to Pollux as I walk away from them. 

With that, we immediately parted ways for now. 

~~~ 

The bell rang, which meant it was lunch time as all the students rushed out of the classroom. I just took my time to let myself outside. 

I should probably sign myself up for a club before having lunch at the cafeteria. This will hopefully last a few minutes, I did tell Spica I'll be with them.

I paced around the halls looking for the bulletin boards where you can register for a club. I feel someone tap on my shoulder. 

"E-excuse me miss … I'm looking for the club registrations … d-do you know where they happen to be …?" I turned around to see a Deino, who looks to be a freshman. She was quite unique, she was icy blue instead of the usual color scheme that a Deino should have. She's wearing some sort of teal sweater and dark blue skirt. 

I didn't pay much attention and answered her question. "I happen to be looking for it as well, perhaps you can come with me and we can both look for it." 

"Th-thank you … I was th-thinking I got lost … " She nervously responded. 

"Don't worry, it happens. Come on … let's find what we're both looking for." 

As we were walking, I couldn't help but to ask more about her being a different variant so to speak. 

"So … you're new here?" I reluctantly asked her. 

"Y-yes … I actually moved here from Snowpoint …" 

Snowpoint, the frigid part of the region. I was dreaming I could go there on vacation sometime. 

"H-have you thought of a c-club yet, Miss … ?"

"Elaina, you can call me Elaina ... or Ellie for short. I haven't actually thought of what I'll be joining yet. I'll have to see the options first." 

"S-sounds like … a good i-idea … if there's a Literature Club though that'll be swell …" 

"That's a good start." Is what I can only say in the matter.

Now where is that club registration … ?

We already passed by a few hallways with no luck of finding. I could have sworn this school is a lot bigger than last year or I am just awful at directions. 

"Umm… Elaina? A-are we lost?" The Deino said, confused. 

"No no, relax. We just need to find a certain hallway …" I said in a slightly reassuring tone. 

I am starting to feel like this school is more of a labyrinth than a building. I also don't want to disappoint a freshman. That's two things I am currently worrying about and I still haven't had lunch.

I could have sworn we passed by 3 hallways now from the time the Deino asked me whether we are lost. All of this walking is now tiring, as if I was hit by a Giga Drain. 

Three? Four? I don't even know … there's no map in sight too...

I sat on a nearby bench to catch my breath as the Deino tilted her head in confusion. 

"Please let me rest for a bit. Sorry if this was a sudden pit stop." I said in between pants. 

"It's a-alright really … just p-please relax." She said in a sweet and soft voice. 

Ok relax Elaina … I'm sure you'll find that in no time … Besides it's been 15 minutes … 

I looked up to see the Deino has vanished seemingly out of thin air. I immediately stood up and searched for him. 

"Deino?... Deino!?!" I called out in the empty hallway. I now regret asking for her name earlier. 

I sat down covered my face in despair. 

"Great …" I'm pretty sure she walked off somewhere without me and probably already found it. Perhaps this might be my worst decision today. 

I can feel myself slowly spiral down into tears. This day is slowly turning out to be one of the worst I've ever had. 

Just as a tear rolled in the corner of my eye I feel something tugging at my shirt. I quickly uncovered my face to see who it is.

"Elaina! … I've finally found someone who can help us. A-Are you okay … ?" The Deino returned slightly enthusiastic as before. 

"R-really ?" I wiped a tear from my eye and smiled back. "I-I'm fine … I just … got hit by some Haze from someone passing nearby … " 

"Elaina! Never thought I'd see you in this hallway…" A familiar voice greeted me. I feel my despair gradually being lifted from me as I knew who it was. 

"Cipher! Wh-what are you doing here? I thought you have a club meeting? I-I mean … glad to see you buddy!" I say greeting him back with a pat on his head. I noticed he's wearing his Astronomy club hoodie and has his usual blue handkerchief around his tail.  

"H-hey … !" He giggled as I did that. "I am actually on my way to renew my club membership and this Deino over here said she needed directions so I figured I'd show her the way. Then she suggested I show you the way as well." 

We then went our way towards the Registration Boards which was one hallway away from where we were earlier. All of that moping and we were actually near, it could have been worse. 

"Hello and Good Morning." A Pansear called out in the desk. Her headband looking like Victini ears as her charismatic voice greeted us. She looked to be a senior.

"You here to register for a club?" She asked, looking up at me. "Maximum of two by the way. You don't want to be overbooked."

Am I really that tall? 

"Yes, we are." I politely responded. I fumbled on the pen a bit as I searched for the club I was looking for. I immediately wrote my name under the Astronomy Club. I am still thinking whether I should sign up for another one. 

"Ohh the Astronomy Club! Looks like you're clubmates with that Meowstic over there." She says, looking at the papers. "Is that all, miss?" 

"Actually , there's one more club I'd like to register to." I said calmly as I wrote my name under the Literature Club. "There, I'm done." 

The Deino looked at me in awe as she saw what club I registered to. "Woah … I didn't know you were interested too. This is … great." She said as she excitedly wrote her name under mine. 

"Awesome! It's quite good to see a lot of you to take such an interest in clubs. Good luck and have fun on your respective choices." She waves at us as we walked towards the cafeteria. 

"You're welcome and thank you!" Cipher responded from behind us. 

"It seems this is where we part ways … ? I still have to go and have lunch …" The Deino nervously said to us as her smile sagged a little. 

"Actually, I am on my way there as well. Care to join us?" I responded, giving her a reassuring smile.

"R-really? I-Is it okay for the Meowstic if I …  joined?" 

"I can't wait to make new friends so of course!" Cipher put a hand on the Deino's shoulder.

"Ohh I haven't asked this earlier but , what is your name?" I asked, finally getting to know the Deino name after a while of meeting her.

"It's Lexida … or just Lex for short." 

"Glad to meet you, Lex. Name's Cipher by the way, Elaina here is a close friend of mine." Cipher points one of his paws toward me.

"It's always a pleasure meeting new Pokemon here, Lexida. Come on, I'm sure Spica is waiting for us there." I gave Lex a warm smile. 

We immediately headed towards the cafeteria. Perhaps this day wasn't so bad after all.

[pretty-rad-arson-dad]

Rise and Shine

Back to some Willry wholesomeness. This is also old as shit.

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"Hello, Charlie. Is your father awake?" William Afton stood at the front door, looking at his business partner's young daughter through the tiny crack in the door. "No." "Well can I come in?" William asked the child. Charlie gave the man a toothy grin as she opened the door all the way, allowing the man to enter. William stepped into his friend's home and looked around. He hadn't really ever been over to Henry's house before, as he had never had a reason or excuse to, but today he needed to talk to the man about some things and drop something off that the younger man had left at the pizzeria. Also he had heard that Henry had gone out drinking last night and wanted to check up on him. As Charlie closed the door behind them, William asked the 7-year-old where her father was. "He's in his bedroom up the stairs." Charlie replied. "His door is shut." William thanked the girl and made his way up the stairs and over to the door. "Henry?" he called, knocking. "You awake?" When the man received no response, William quietly opened the door, once again saying his partner's name but now a little softer. He saw Henry, his body sprawled across his bed and tangled up in his sheets. William smiled and chuckled to himself. How cute. William approached Henry and began to lightly shake the man. "Henry, wake up." Henry let out a sleepy mumble. "Henry please..." William shook the man a little harder. "Mmmm... Sammy?" Henry mumbled, still asleep. "No... It's me, William Afton." Henry hummed unconsciously. "I know him." William rolled his eyes and was about to head out of the room to go get a cup of water to throw on the man but Henry continued to talk. "He's cute. I like him." William stopped in his tracks. "You think he's cute?" Henry hummed in confirmation causing William to smirk and lean in a little. "What else do you think of him?" "He's funny and nice and I wanna kiss him..." Henry mumbled. William felt his heart start to beat like crazy. He had had feelings for Henry since high school but had never told the man because fear of rejection and fear of people finding out. But knowing now that Henry possibly had those feelings for him as well? Oh it made him tremble in excitement at the possibility. William backed up a bit and sighed. He really needed to wake Henry up before he did something stupid. "Well, Henry, it's time to rise and shine." William said, lightly shaking the man. No response. William sighed and made his way out of the room and down the stairs. It probably wouldn't hurt to wait for the man to wake up. "Is daddy awake?" Charlie asked. William shook his head. "No not yet." "Oh." "Hey, do you know where your father keeps the coffee?" William asked. Charlie smiled and gestured for him to follow her as she ran to the kitchen. William followed her. "It's on top of the fridge with the cereals." Charlie said, pointing. "Thank you, Charlie." William replied with a smile. The child gave him a thumbs up before heading to another part of the house. William grabbed the coffee beans and set them down on the counter before opening up the coffee maker and filling it with water which he got from the tap. He turned it on and then put in the beans and then let the machine do it's thing. It was a few minutes later that William heard the sound of someone coming down the stairs. Henry stumbled into the kitchen and was completely taken by surprise that his business partner was standing there. "Good morning, Henry." "Wi-William?" The British man chuckled. "That's me!" "Wh-What are you doing here?" Henry asked. "I'm here for a few reasons actually," William replied. "One of them being I have something of yours." William reached into his pocket and pulled out a leather wallet, he tossed it over to the long-haired man. "Oh! Thank you, Will!" Henry said, catching the wallet. "No problem. I also made you coffee." Henry smiled at William. "Oh really now?" "Yeah." Henry chuckled and went to where the cups and mugs were stored and pulled out two mugs. "Why two?" William asked. "I'm gonna assume you would like some coffee too, Will." Henry replied, laughing. He walked up to the coffee machine and grabbed the carafe from its place and poured them both some coffee. "Would you like any creamer or sugar?" Henry asked. "I'll have some creamer, thank you." Henry walked over to the fridge and pulled out the creamer before quickly tossing it over to William. "Add as much as you'd like." William nodded and added a bit before handing it back to Henry, who added some in his own before putting it back in the fridge. "Let's sit down, my friend." Henry suggested. William nodded and took a seat at the table, as did the other. "So, what are your other reasons for coming here?" William took a quick sip of his coffee. It burned the inside of his mouth but he didn't mind. He actually liked the feeling. "I heard you went out drinking again, Henry." Henry smiled. "Well that's not exactly a lie, but I only went out and got one or two drinks." William nodded, knowing that, had the man drank any more than that he'd be groaning and complaining about a headache. Henry took a sip of his coffee. "It's nice to know you care, Will." he said with a smile. "Of course I care. We've been friends for years, Henry." "I'm surprised that we still are." William sighed. "I'm not Lucy, Henry." The man's eyes became downcast at the mention of his ex-wife. "I know you're not." "I didn't mean it like that." "I know." It was silent for a few minutes, save for the sounds of the two adult males drinking from their mugs. "You'll find someone again, Henry." William said. But oh how I wish that someone would be me. Henry laughed at William's words. "You must be mistaken, my friend... There's no way I'd find anyone interested in a dumb man like me." William rolled his eyes. "You're a scatterbrain. There's a difference." "Whatever," Henry sighed. "The point is that I'll never find a woman interested in me." Without thinking, William blurted "It doesn't have to be a woman." Henry's eyes went wide at his friend's words. "Will, what the hell?" he laughed. "Hey, there's nothing wrong with men." William said, the words coming out in a more hurt manner than he intended. "If I didn't know any better, Will, I'd say that you're into me~." Henry teased. "Says the one who said he wanted to kiss me in his sleep~." William shot back, teasingly, causing Henry's face to turn a bright red. "Di-Did I actually s-say that?" Henry asked. "Um... Yeah... Actually... You said that when I tried to wake you up." "Will, I'm so sorry," Henry began to say. "Sometimes when I'm asleep I say weird things I don't mean." William's face immediately became downcast at those words. "Oh." He doesn't like you. Why are you even trying? "A-Ah... You seem upset?" Henry said, unsure. "It's nothing, Henry," William replied, getting up out of his chair. "I better get going." Henry quickly got up out of his own chair and placed his hand on William's shoulder. "No you don't," Henry said firmly. "You seem upset. Was it something I said?" William laughed. "Henry, if I told you, it would destroy the friendship we have." "I highly doubt that," Henry said. "Whatever it is, Will, you can tell me. You know I'm here for you." "If I told you, you'd never look at me the same way again." "Try me." "Fine. I like you." Henry looked at William with an expression of shock and disbelief. "What?" William groaned. "I said I like you, ya bugger." "In what way?" Henry asked, biting his lip. "In what way do you think, Henry? What other way could I say that I like you that could ruin what we have?" "So you're.... Gay..." "Ugh... I don't know? Maybe?" William said, racking his fingers through his brown locks. "But I've never had feelings for a guy before... Until I met you." Henry stood there in silence. "I should have never said anything..." William mumbled. "I'll see myself out." Once again, Henry placed his hands on William's shoulder to stop him from leaving. "Wait... So... You're being completely serious with me on this..." William growled. "OF BLOODY COURSE I AM! WHY WOULDN'T I BE? AND WHY DON'T YOU JUST SAY THAT YOU FUCKING HATE ME, YOU FUCKING WAN-" Henry pressed his lips up against William's, cutting the man off before he could finish his sentence. Oh my god yes. William's arms wrapped themselves around the younger man without having to even think about it, as if it was natural to him. Henry groaned, he too wrapping his arms around the other instinctively as he shuddered. Henry's lips felt tingly and he wasn't sure if it was because of the caffeine that they both had just finished drinking or just the two of them in general... But the tingling felt amazing. William began to nibble on Henry's lip, asking for entry. The smaller man complied, opening his mouth and allowing William to shove his tongue inside. Henry groaned loudly and began to run his fingers though William's hair, trembling. William grinned and ran his hands down his partner's back, shuddering with delight as his tongue licked every crevice of Henry's mouth. Once the Brit was out if breath, he pulled away. The two men were gasping and a string of saliva connected the two. Henry licked his lips, breaking that delicate connection. "Wo-Wow..." Henry said, panting. "You're... You're re-really g-good..." "Mmm if you let me I can show you that's not the only thing I'm good at~" William purred with a smirk. Henry let out a nervous chuckle. "Woah there! At least take me out to dinner first!" he said, taking a small step back. "If that's the step I'll have to take to show you a great time... I'll do it~" the British man purred, stepping close to his partner. Henry laughed and wrapped his arms around William. "I love you, ya crazy Brit." "I love you too, my scatterbrained robo-boy~"

[migleefulmoments]

Abby is the 1 who needs a reading comprehension lesson. An anonymous person said 'You're a narrow-minded fool if you actually put any stock in whether or not a married man is wearing his ring.' Abby's reply was 'Never once did I or anyone I know say that a married person has to wear a ring.' Am I crazy or is that totally 2 different things? Sometimes Abby is so blind it makes me crazy. Also, if u could do a follow up to her blatherings re her post it would be great. I'm just gobsmacked over it.

I see you wrote another post clarifying it was Cassie who made the comments you quoted but the entire coven’s comments after Cassie just get more ridiculous- “fact” after “fact” of lies and nonsense comparisons.  It’s batty that they believe any of the lies- but they believe them all! 

Anonymous asked: My grandpa doesn't wear his wedding ring because he used to work as an AC/heating repair man (he even taught college courses on fixing heaters at one point) and then was just not in the habit when he retired. That doesn't make his and grandma's marriage less valid. Rings are a symbolic thing that most cultures don't even do. You're a narrow-minded fool if you actually put any stock in whether or not a married man is wearing his ring.

cassie1022 answered: Oh yay, fun. (Cassie -always so charming)  My dear Nonnie, once again, reading comprehension eludes someone that believes in the Miarren myth. Never once did I or anyone I know say that a married person has to wear a ring (and yet Abby pops in below to claim the same but then argue that it IS the ring coming and going that looks suspicious. Let’s pretend that cc rings were real- he didn’t wear them every day regardless of what Abby claims.). Some people don’t wear them because they work with their hands, like your grandpa, and some just don’t feel comfortable wearing them. Let’s be real though. D has never shown an aversion to wearing rings. He’s worn them quite often, even while playing a show (yes, but he also took them off.  It’s his prerogative.  Until he says he’s getting divorced, it’s none of our business). There was a time when the only time he DIDN’T have a ring on was while he was in character (so what? He has had his wedding ring on most times we’ve seen him. You are counting individual photos as entire days and that isn’t accurate)

That being said, let’s examine. When was the last time you think D fixed a car, operated heavy machinery, or, like your grandpa, fixed an AC unit or heater?  (You have no idea what he does in his spare time.  This is a gross comment-some people do things with their hands -build things- because they enjoy it)  (Maybe if he could do that, people wouldn’t be making their own sweat gravy when they go to TSG.)(So now we start with the lies and mischaracterizations. FUN. There are two comments from TSG claiming A/C was broken. Since likely Mia doesn’t own the building, she has no control over the A/C being broken). 

As I’ve already said, rings aren’t for everyone, but I’ve also pointed out that D has been an avid ring wearer most of his life, and there is more than enough photographic evidence to support this. Also, most couples that exchange rings don’t usually stop wearing them in the first year of marriage.(And he hasn’t stopped wearing his now has he?) That’s when it’s usually a point of pride and you want the world to know you are someone’s spouse. (Does Darren seem like the kind of person who is worried about “the world knowing he’s someone’s spouse”? He’s pretty open about his relationship and taking his ring off for an hour or two isn’t indicative of anything).

You know what DOES make a marriage less valid? No legitimate officiant.(LIE)  There are only a handful of states where you can officiate your own marriage, and guess what? Louisiana isn’t one of them.(He didn’t, Joe did)  You need an ordained minister and in addition to that, the minister must register in the parish where the marriage is taking place.

So, if this makes me a “narrow-minded fool,” so be it. I’ve been called worse. (It definitely does).  

ajw720 I needed to laugh this morning, thank you nonnie.(I would imagine you need to laugh a hell of a lot more than you do Abby)  You people really don’t get it (Oh lord).  Also, it isn’t JUST the ring (which is very suspicious especially as he deliberately takes it off at random times, there one minute gone the next) (Here abby argues it isn’t the ring.... except it is the ring) , it is as @cassie1022 pointed out, no officiant (LIE) , weird wedding algorithm (the fact that Abby truly believes there was a guest algorithm says everything there is to say about Abby’s judgment and the cc nonsense)  is FAMILY HONEYMOON (a joke)  constant babysitters (LIE) d’s complete lack of enthusiasm (he practically said he was bored and realized at the last moment that that was bad) (Desperate Abby, you're so desperate) , talked about pooping exes as opposed to how life changed with his bride (and you don’t get that this is was keep from speaking about his personal life? How long have you been a fan? Joking about something to distract from having to answer something private is spot-on Darren), speaks more passionately about his jacket then his wedding (we done got hitched) (This means nothing Abby...NOTHING. He wrote a boring post about his jacket and you’ve been losing your shit over it ever since. IT meant nothing...it was a coat he wore to an event. You only like it because he was boring and serious. It was the farthest thing from Darren I’ve ever read.), announced the engagement using a reference to the wrong freaking franchise (I can’t...this is one of your dumbest arguments out of a lot of arguments. It was a JOKE Abby, a joke.  He used the franchise that made the joke funny. Darren doesnt’ own a franchise)   , FIVE FUCKING encagement rings (LIE), the last of which is an advertisement that she is paid to wear and they haven’t even tried to hide this fact (LIE), utter lack of chemistry (again desperate Abby) , the weirdness with his non-relationship but clear friendship of sorts with his ex co-star (It’s not “weirdness” it’s a nonrelationship-you said it yourself). , the way she is promoted that is beyond excessive for someone who isn’t famous (This entire rant is unhinged. Nobody is promoting her, he’s living his life with her.  Like we expect he would with his wife. There is nothing untoward with their behavior together.  The fact that you have to label it “promotion” says that it worries you a lot). the fact that the sold their entire wedding to about 100 sponsors )(LIE) (I am sure there are more than we even realize), the clear references to fandom at the sham mockery (OMG Abby, give it up. Nobody cares about you), and that this allegedly private couple also released 85% of their wedding for public consumption (They released 27 photos. That is HARDLY 85% of their wedding. You saw a lot of the same photos posted by their friends and it upset you but they didn’t release 85% of their wedding. It was a 4-day event and the wedding events started at around 3 pm and lasted until after midnight -27 is not 85% of 10-ish hours of celebration).  

If it was ONLY that he randomly took his ring off depending on how the wind is blowing, fine, that is evidence alone of nothing.  All of these things, and hundred and hundreds of other facts (which are ALL LIES). (inconsistent timelines (Darren doesn’t owe you a “consistent timeline” that’s asinine)   they don’t know where they met each other RC handshakes (You know that isn’t a handshake- they were photographed together right before the “handshake’ you won’t let go of and he’s heard introducing her as his girlfriend ), D running from her every moment he can, etc, etc)(Whatever you tell yourself to sleep at night), are clear evidence it is fake that is beyond a reasonable doubt (Bwahahahahaha you are conning yourself Abby) .  Him kissing her in her bar is his job.  I suggest nonnie you pay attention to the details (Which ones- your lies or the real details?) And please pay attention to the captain, he hasn’t even been subtle lately, he has been fairly blatant (Le sigh, he isn’t the captain.  He’s a dude who loves his boyfriend Will and writes children’s books that are not cc Bibles) .

Happy Thanksgiving Nonnie!  I hope you can tear yourself away from reading blogs you disagree with long enough to enjoy your friends and family! Cheers!

notes-from-nowhere What love are you talking about, anon? M doesn’t love D and she makes this clear every chance she get (LIE- there is nothing that suggests MIa isn’t in love with Darren). Do I have to remind you how she denied to D’s mom one red carpet to celebrate her son? (LIE Abby fabricated)  Or to D’s dad to be honored for his military past?(another LIE Abby fabricated)  But why listing all of her actions when you know very well this is only the surface.

Btw, I still have to know a singer/actor lost a finger because of a wedding band. Anon, try again, this attempt failed. (SMH)

leka-1998 You know what I like about this instance in particular? Apart from the fact that the ring isn’t off the whole time, he’s still wearing the other one here.

After 284719 years, she should also know what the language D’s mom speaks is called. Seems she doesn’t care enough. (Another LIE that Abby fabricated) 

Also, former platonic roomie says hello. (LIE) 

ajw720

They still can’t explain away B/enny, the man D just praised for his new album yet D hasn’t even mentioned his brother’s (I can’t explain it but it has nothing to do with Darren and Mia.  You’re the one making it a problem) .  The man that mocked fandom on his IG by referring to M/oulin R/ouge when posting about the fraud in NOLA (Nobody-especially Ben Hudson- gives a shit about fandom Abby. You’re a nobody)  The man who seemingly officiated the wedding (Again a LIE)  And the one who appears to have a dog (yes he does, he lives with his girlfriend, Joanna, and their two dogs) . Hey remember just a few weeks ago when PBB dropped her teeth in the dog’s bowl? Funny as we know she and D don’t have a dog (Nope, they clearly don’t- stop trying so hard).…

[cute-peter-parker]

Lady in Redddd

Peter woke up to light kisses peppering his face. “Tonyyyyyy” he grumbled, “what time is it?”

“Nearly 10, sweetheart. Now get up so we can eat breakfast.”

“10 is too early to wake up, it’s sundayyyy.” Peter whined while rolling away from Tony to try and go back to sleep.

“Nope. No more sleeping. Saturday’s are the only time I can hangout all day with you. We’re getting up and getting the day started.” Tony said, hopping out of bed and tugging Peter’s arm to get his lazy ass up.

“Fine fine.” Peter relented, and let himself be yanked up by his boyfriend only to be let go and dropped back onto the bed.

“Oh my god!” Tony yelled, his face turning white.

“What? What?!” Peter questioned frantically with wide eyes.

“Pete you and the bed are covered in blood. What the hell happened?!”

Peter rushed to jump out of bed and looked down at the sheets in shock. The once pristinely white sheets were a deep shade of red, it wasn’t an insane amount of blood but it was enough to Peter feel woozy.

“Jesus christ peter, it’s all over the back of your pants... I’m calling Dr. Cho.” Tony said already taking his phone out to call Hellen.

“Wh-what’s wrong with me?” Peter asked, voice shaking.

“I.. I don’t kno- Hello? Cho, are you here at the compound? Alright, I’m taking Peter to see you now.” Tony said quickly before hanging up. “Come on baby.” Tony said softly, and picked Peter up bridal style, holding him closely.

“You- you’re gonna get blood on you.” Peter said timidly, incredibly afraid because he had no idea what was happening to him.

“Do I look like I give a fuck about that Pete? Now do you feel any pain.” Tony asked softly, clearly worried about his younger boyfriend. He quickly started walking towards Hellen Cho’s clinic.

“Um no.. well my stomachs hurts really bad.” Peter admitted.

This seemed to stress out Tony even more and he picked up his speed to get Peter some help.

—————

“So the blood seems to be coming out of his anus. Is it possible you went a little rough on him last night?” Dr. Cho asked while examining Peter who was sat on the examine table.

“Wha- no! We haven’t even- we’ve never.” Tony stumbled in embarrassment, cheeks flames red.

Dr. Cho raised her eyebrows. “So you and Peter have not had intercourse.”

“No! We’re waiting until he’s ready.” Tony said exasperatedly.”

“Well I’ve been ready, Mr. Stark just wants to make sure I’m super duper ultra ready to give him my virginity.” Peter pointed out.

“Until you can stop calling me Mr. Stark you’re not ready.” Tony rolled his eyes.

“As cute as this is, I need to examine Peter. Peter can you pull down your pants and bend over the table.” Dr. Cho interrupted, sliding on some latex free gloves.

“Geez Dr. Cho, at least buy me dinner first.” Peter joked, already doing what the doctor asked.

“Peter this is serious.” Tony reprimanded.

“It’s fine. He’s nervous.” Dr. Cho said. “Now let’s see what going on down there.”

She prodded her fingers around and in Peter’s entrance. Her face becoming more confused as seconds went by. “That’s... odd. There doesn’t seem to be any tearing, I think we ‘re going to need to run some tests.” Cho decided, taking her fingers out and rolling off the bloody glove. “Mr. Stark can you please wait outside while I run some tests on Peter?”

“Why can’t I stay here? It’s my lab.” Tony said, crossing his arms in defiance.

“It’s okay Tony, it’ll probably be better if you’re not here. You seeing Dr. Cho with her fingers up my ass was embarrassing enough.” Peter admitted blushing.

“Language.” Tony reprimanded. “But alright I’ll wait outside, come get me if either of your need anything.”

—————

About an hour had passed before Dr. Cho let Tony back into the room. He looked at Peter who was sitting on the examining table, looking white as a sheet. Tony went straight to him and pressed a kiss to his head.

“Did you find out what’s wrong with him, doc?”

“I wouldn’t say that’s there’s something ‘wrong’ with him.” Dr. Cho said, using air quotes. “Although you may want to sit down for this.”

“Cut the cliches and just tell me why my boy was bleeding so much.” Tony said, frustration evident in his voice.

“Alright well... it appears that Peter has developed a female reproductive system. And the blood you saw is his period.” Dr. Cho explained.

Tony laughed nervously. “Dr. Cho please be serious.” He said, his eyes darting back and forth between her and Peter. When discovering the serious looks on their faces, his own face paled. “How- how did this happen? You said he developed it? So he wasn’t born with this? And what’re you saying? Peter can get pregnant? He doesn’t have a fucking vagina, where does the baby come out of? His ass??” Tony rambled, walking back and forth across the room.

“Tony, calm down. We think maybe this is a side effect of the spider bite. It may have been female so maybe it causes me to develop the uh... female equipment. It’s just all connected to my...” Peter trailed off, blushing.

“It’s all connected to his rectum. So if he were to get pregnant the baby would be born through there.” Dr. Cho explained. “It’s honestly a miracle, I mean Peter was already a miracle but this just brings it over the top. I would love to examine is anatomy further”

“No. Nope, you’re not turning my boyfriend into a lab rat.” Tony interjected. “Come on Pete, lets go get you back in bed.” He said, already bending to pick Peter up bridal style again.

“I’m on my period Tony, I’m not dying.” Peter joked.

“Fine, he can leave. But don’t expect me not to follow up on this. Also I recommend you buying Peter some sanitary napkins. I already gave him one of mine but he’ll need more. Especially considering how heavy his flow is.” Dr. Cho said, reluctant to let Peter leave. She had so much more to study about him, he’s the first male ever to grow a female reproductive system!

“Thanks Cho, but i’ll take it from here.” Tony said, leaving the room with Peter held tightly in his arms.

—————

Tony set Peter down on the bathroom counter as he ran a bath. He threw in a huge amount of bubble bath and one of those brightly colored bath bombs Peter always keeps at Tony’s. When the entire bathroom was steamy and smelled like lavender, Tony helped undress the younger male despite his protests of being fine. They both eased into the hot, floral smelling water, with Peter’s back up against Tony’s chest.

The older man started to wash Peter and the latter began to relax with a sigh.

“Do you think I’m a freak?” Peter questioned, breaking the silence.

“Of course not, sweetheart. I didn’t think you were a freak when I saw what spider-man could do. And I sure as hell don’t think you’re a freak now.” Tony said reassuringly.

“But... I can probably get pregnant now. Does this change anything?” Peter asks unsure.

“Baby, this is honestly great news. Now we don’t have to adopt kids, we can have kids of our own. With your looks and my genius genes, our kids will be unstoppable!” Tony smiles widely at the thought. He always had the thought of kids in the back of his mind. But he had never gave it too much thought about it until now. Just imagining a future with Peter and few cute, little geniuses running around sounded amazing.

“You... you wanna have kids together?” Peter turned around to face Tony, a surprised look on his adorable face.

Fuck. Tony thought. Was this too fast? He and Peter hadn’t even had sex yet! What if the boy decides this was moving too fast and he broke up with Tony? Did he just royally fuck this up? Oh fuck-

“Of course I do.” Tony replies before letting his thoughts go even crazier.

Peter smiled widely and threw is arms around Tony. “I love you so much Tony. Like you don’t even know how much love i’ve got for you in my superhuman heart.”

Tony smiled back before giving Peter a deep kiss on the lips.

“Wanna go make a baby now? Well I mean after this weird period is over and I start ovaltining?” Peter said, seeming very very excited.

“Ovaltine... baby do you mean ovulating?” Tony began to chuckle.

Peter lightly slapped Tony’s chest. “Give me a break, i’ve only been partly a woman for a couple of hours.

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So this idea was submitted to me by someone and I am very sorry that it is not good, I tried, I swear.

[vanillaflavour81]

Prompt: Kevin thinks Joaquin is dead and he suddenly appears at his door

Joaquin was dead, and it took two months for Kevin to find out. No one had told him. They had wanted to protect him they said. And when he finally found out, it was by accident. A phone call Betty was having with Jughead, which Kevin overheard.His world crumbled. Nothing his friends said to him, helped. Kevin had already thought he was at rock bottom after his rollercoaster relationship with Moose and their night together, which was interrupted by that weird ass Gargoyle King act Moose’s dad pulled, and then having to hear Moose say goodbye and leaving town.But finding out that Joaquin had been killed, was the worst thing Kevin ever had to encounter. He broke down completely.At first, he was in a state of denial. After that came the anger. Anger at his so-called friends and Joaquin’s so-called family who hadn’t found it necessary to tell Kevin that his first love had died. They could say a thousand times that they had done it because they didn’t want to hurt Kevin, it didn’t make it better. He knew now, and there was no going back, and he would have just wished to know from the start. During that phase, Kevin took the truck and drove to the Serpent camp. He marched over to Sweet Pea and Fangs, and before either of them could even say hello, Kevin punched Sweet Pea so hard that the Serpent stumbled back against Fangs, almost sending them both to the ground.“This is for not telling me about Joaquin!”He spat the words out, tears running down his face, his fist still up in the air, ready for the next punch. He wanted to hurt them, felt like this would give him some peace at least. In the end, Sweet Pea and Fangs pinned him down, needing all their combined strength to do so. And Fangs started to explain to Kevin. Told him how they had interrogated Joaquin, how bad Fangs had felt about it to see his old friend in such a terrified state. How guilty he had felt after letting Joaquin go again. And then they had found him. Fangs started to cry when telling Kevin about the moment they had seen Joaquin on the Serpent’s throne with blue lips. They had put a blanket over him, both not able to bear the sight any longer. And after Jughead had seen him, they had carried Joaquin to the back of the camp and hid him there.They had panicked and griefed and didn’t know what to do. Toni had helped them, after breaking down herself too. But she had always been the voice of reason, the one who was the smartest of the whole gang. She told them that they would just give Joaquin a small funeral here in the woods. He wouldn’t have to go through an autopsy, he should stay here with the only family he ever had and rest in peace.

The next morning, when they returned to the place they had hidden Joaquin’s body, they found the blanket, but no Joaquin. It had been the next shock. They assumed that the Gargoyles had come back in the night and took him with them.

“We would have told you, Kevin. We wouldn’t have buried him without you. But since there wasn’t a funeral, we thought it was best to just let you assume he had left town.”All strength left Kevin upon hearing that. There wasn’t even a grave, nowhere he could go to say goodbye to Joaquin. No place where he could visit him and feel close to him.After days of crying, Kevin went on with his everyday life, but he was running on autopilot, get up, shower, go to school, eat, stare into space thinking about Joaquin, sleep.And all the thinking brought Kevin always back to one thing: Gryphons and Gargoyles. The reason why Joaquin was dead. Kevin pulled out his G&G handbook and began to read it once again, needing to find out everything he could about this game, which had killed his first love. Maybe he could find a clue, an answer to all his questions. An explanation for why Joaquin had to die.Kevin got deeper and deeper into G&G. But he didn’t find any answers. And how could there be any, he concluded. This game was pure evil. It had killed Joaquin, who definitely hadn’t deserved this. The truth was, Kevin felt guilty. He should have searched more for Joaquin, should have put more effort into it. Maybe he could have saved him! If he had just found Joaquin, he could have protected him from the game. But Kevin had been too busy helping other people… And so Kevin felt responsible now for bringing an end to this game. He owed that to Joaquin. And that was how Kevin became obsessed with G&G.He completed quest after quest, always looking for a way to outsmart the game. He knew that the people who had been dressing up as the Gargoyle King hadn’t been the real one. There was someone else, who was managing all of this and Kevin had to find out who.It was another quiet night of re-reading the G&G handbook for the probably hundredth time when the doorbell rang and startled Kevin out of his thoughts. He sat up and blinked several times. Who could it be? He wasn’t expecting anyone. Kevin went downstairs and cautiously opened the door a little bit, peeking out.What he saw almost gave him a heart attack: Joaquin!

Kevin yanked the door open and stared at his ex-boyfriend, who he had thought was dead. But Joaquin certainly didn’t look like a ghost or some other fantasy construct Kevin’s mind had made up. He looked pale and tired but definitely very alive.

“Wh… what… Joaquin?”“Yes, it’s me Preppy…”Kevin lunged for Joaquin and pulled him into his arms, hugging him so tightly that they both gasped for air. But he didn’t want to loosen his hold on Joaquin, scared that he would just disappear again if Kevin let go of him.He was shaking and realized that his cheeks were wet from tears,“Oh god… Joaquin, I thought you are dead…”“I know. I am so sorry.”Kevin pulled away a bit so he could look at Joaquin and he saw tears streaming down his face too. Joaquin looked so distraught. It was apparent that he had to go through too much.Kevin gulped hard, and slowly stepped back, pulling Joaquin with him so they could go into the house.He locked the door behind them and quickly hugged Joaquin again. He had a thousand questions and a thousand things he wanted to tell Joaquin, but he wasn’t able to form any words.Joaquin was the one who started talking after a short time, his breath ghosting over Kevin’s neck, so warm and comforting, so alive.“Kevin I came here to warn you. Please, you have to stop playing G&G! It’s dangerous. I need to know that you are safe! Please promise me you will stop.”It hit Kevin hard to hear those words. After all this time, after everything that had happened, Joaquin’s biggest concern was still to protect Kevin. He had literally come back from the dead to warn his ex-boyfriend about the dangers of this game. Kevin looked at him, and he saw that Joaquin was shaking.“Joaquin.. shhh it’s ok. It’s ok…I am alright. I was just playing it because I wanted to find out why you died, and put an end to the game that killed you. I will stop now.”Joaquin slumped against Kevin, Kevin had to hold him up, so he didn’t fall. He was weak and injured Kevin realized, and he seemed much thinner than the last time Kevin had seen him. Kevin quickly helped Joaquin walk over to the couch and made him lie down.Fresh tears were welling up in Joaquin’s blue eyes, which still looked beautiful despite being so haunted. Joaquin grabbed Kevin’s hand and held it.“I am so sorry for everything Kevin.”“You don’t have to be sorry. But… what happened? How is it possible that you are still alive?”“Can.. can we talk about that later? I am too exhausted. The only thing that matters is that I overheard a Gargoyle Gang meeting and they were talking about the people who completed quests and were close to ascension, and your name came up. I had to come here after that to warn you.”

Joaquin was shaking again, and his voice sounded scared when he added softly,

“It was the first time I left my hiding place for such a long time. Usually, I just stayed in the woods. I was so scared they would catch me on my way here.”Kevin could see how terrified Joaquin was. He reached out to stroke Joaquin’s hair.“You are safe here, Joaquin. I will help you and take care of you. You don’t have to be afraid anymore.”Joaquin drew in a shaky breath, his eyes flickering to the ceiling and then back to Kevin.“No.. I don’t want to drag you into this. I just came here to tell you to stop playing G&G. I will go back into hiding. Maybe you could give me a ride to the bus station? I could take a bus back to San Junipero.”“No! What are you talking about? Look at you! You aren’t in the state to go anywhere. I won’t let you. I will take care of you, Joaquin. It will be ok.”“I don’t want to be a burden to you.”“You will never be a burden to me. I couldn’t live with myself, knowing I just let you go out there on your own. I felt so guilty because I didn’t invest more time into searching for you after we met during the jailbreak. I will not make the same mistake again!”

“You were looking for me?”

“Yes of course I was! I went after you, but you were already too far ahead. And I searched the woods for you after that, but I didn’t do it often enough. I felt like it was my fault that you died.”

“No Kevin, please don’t think that. It’s not true. And you have no idea how much it means to me, that you were looking for me at all.”

Joaquin sat up and looked deeply into Kevin’s eyes. He seemed to be more himself now, and it managed to reassure Kevin that things could be ok again.

“Listen, Joaquin, you are injured and on the run from a crazy Gargoyle King and it doesn’t feel right to let you go somewhere all on your own. Please stay here with me and let me help you. You will be safe in my house. Is that ok? Will you stay? Please?”Kevin bit his lip while waiting for Joaquin’s answer. He was ready to convince Joaquin to stay, hell he was ready to lock him in here to keep him from going out there again and run into the next dangerous situation.But he didn’t have to do that, because a flicker of a smile appeared on Joaquin’s face and he nodded and whispered:“Yes, Preppy. I will stay with you. I will let you save me. Thank you.”

Thank you so much for the prompt! ❤

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