#hes gonna try and find what he considers the smart way to win

[oifaaa]

early redhood iterations had him as a super careful planner and someone who knows how to manipulate /people/. if you put all the robins in a tournament/maze/hunger games scenario, tim will try to engineer a way out of it, steph and dick will try to solve their way out of it, damian will try to fight his way, and jason will try to manipulate and pit everyone against each other to win

Tho I disagree with how you think some of the robins would fight I do agree Jason would have originally tried manipulation considering that used to be his main mo and I miss that so much

[demodraws0606]

I do want to say it is kind of terrifying from an RP standpoint how much q!BBH has devolved as a character.

When I mean devolved, I mean he has completely thrown away what little morals he had that defined him.

I made a joke about it but it is quite unsettling hearing him before Purgatory. While he was certain that he'd hurt his friend if he had to, he was still unwilling to revel in it. Comparing himself to humans who succumb to bloodlust, raising himself above it.

But now here he is, boldly proclaiming that he enjoys tourmenting the Red team, that he is finally cutting loose as though this wasn't a mission to bring his kids back but a fun little murder trip (now this isn't me trying to say his main goal isn't bringing his kids back but i'm pointing out how it conflicts with his bloodlust).

We've never seen q!BBH this meanspirited and vicious against the other islanders. Him taunting q!Slimecicle making it clear that he doesn't respect him and him laughing while stabbing q!Philza with a chainsaw.

He's completely fallen from what little morality he still had, the little sliver of morality of him just doing this for the eggs and not from any kind of malicious intention.

It's not like all of his destructive acts against Red either have been particularly helpful in winning either, some of them were with that mindset but some of it really just ended up being a distraction.

Now this isn't me saying q!BBH has completely lost his wits, cc!BBH confirming that during the tie situation, q!BBH was playing a lot more smart but he definitely has gotten more sloppy in his approach.

What is more particularly scary to me is the aftermath, I don't think q!BBH is gonna able to just switch his mindset back to normal or at least not completely. The only way for him to ever go back is if he ends up feeling guilt which...we know will not happen considering his character.

He has to deal with the fact that he enjoyed hurting his friends, that he had fun. You can't just switch back from that mindset once you're so deep into it especially when you once thought finding enjoyement in it would be the last thing you would do.

He is gonna have to look at himself when he starts reminiscing fondly of him hurting the ones he loved for what he thought once was a noble cause. A noble cause that devolved quickly into pure bloodthirst.

He is fighting for his kids, yes, but it didn't just come at the cost of his friends happiness but also at the cost of who he was.

[shellsinadune]

Harvey x Farmer playlist

I'm right because I said so. you may notice that a lot of these have sky themes, I love my not-pilot so much.

Things That Look Like Mistakes (Bears in Trees) - this is the song that led me to make this post. I imagine that Harvey has one of those 'always on' brains that just keep going, and the farmer can calm that down a bit. it's about not worrying for a second, despite the passage of time and getting closer to death.

Fly Me to the Moon (Frank Sinatra) - I'm so surprised people don't talk about this more. to me, this is The Harvey Song. it's jazz, it's about flying, it's a sweet love song. he likes this song, it's all but canon. there are probably more apt jazz songs for him, but I'm not that into jazz so if you have any recs...

Harvey (Pillow Queens) - I actually found this song through this post by shreddies-scribbles, and she's so correct. no explanation necessary.

Hey Lover (the Daughters of Eve) - Harvey thinks he's boring, and this song is about not caring about that. he's so sweet I'm losing my mind. 'true love and understanding for the rest of my days' is exactly what he'd give the farmer.

All You Get is Confetti (Bears in Trees) - this is actually more about the farmer, either pre-moving to the valley or early on when it's really tight financially. there's this exhaustion with life but the knowledge that they'll one day 'be everything to someone'. also 'I'm gonna die before you, it's the first race that I'll win' something something dying in the mines repeatedly.

Pierre and Natasha / the Great Comet of 1812 (Natasha, Pierre, and the Great Comet of 1812) - Pierre and Natasha reminds me of that Shane cutscene, and the Great Comet of 1812 is just a really beautiful image of someone looking at the sky while happy to be alive. something about the line 'I throw my fur coat on my shoulders, unable to find the sleeves' is so Harvey when it's performed live.

Honey, Honey (ABBA) - had a mental image of Harvey dancing around to ABBA. that's all.

Security (the Young Veins) - very similar to Hey Lover, with an added mention of not needing to have money. Harvey seems like someone who's always trying to prove that he deserves love, but the thing is he already does. he's stable and will love the farmer forever.

Heart of Mine (the Young Veins) - 'you should take this heart of mine, you'll always have that heart of mine'

I'm Just a Sidekick (Joey Richter / Starkid) - a song about saving someone you love's life after encountering something you wouldn't be able to fight yourself. I've already mentioned Harvey's low self esteem but this is literally so him. I mean he is strong and smart and all the things the song says he's not but I don't think he sees himself that way. 'I'm just a sidekick but I love being at your side' is such a malewife line, and we all know Harvey is the king of malewives.

Heaven Sent is a Coffee Cup (Bears in Trees) - something about the first few lines is so him. I can't fully articulate why I put this in here but I know I'm right. finding magic in the little things maybe?

Too Sweet (Hozier) - listen. I know. but I think this is another one of those songs where it's actually the farmer singing it. Harvey really is the sweetest person, and I think he does fit this song, just not in the way everyone says he does. That man is not a whiskey drinker, he's a port guy.

the Milkman of Human Kindness (Billy Bragg) - omg my favourite artist in a playlist I made. groundbreaking. but seriously Harvey just gives and gives to people, he cares so much for his community and the farmer. idk, this song just kind of has vibes of just now coming to a realisation about love.

I've Got a Crush on You (Ella Fitzgerald) - I started listening to jazz just for this playlist. the idea of choosing one specific person (who doesn't consider themself anything special) out of lots of options got to me, okay? the line 'it's not that you're attractive' made me laugh though.

[spacexseven]

tuna you have nooo idea how many ideas i have about yans falling for their doctors but i will give u something simple: port mafia; ie: chuuya, akutagawa, pm dazai, etc. x good-natured hospital doctor. one day theres a major clamor about how someone turned up outside the hospital with grievous injuries. at first its all hands on deck to help them, but eventually someone figures out that theyre mafia and everyone jumps ship. darling’s colleagues try to persuade them away from the dying mafioso, telling them how getting involved with the mafia in ANY way will turn out bad for them and to just leave them to their fate, but darling keeps to their oath and decides to take over their care.

its tiring work, working round the clock alone to keep this bastard alive, but it’ll all be worth it in the end, right? wrong. yan’s FIRST order of business when waking up and finding themselves in a hospital is to flip out. threats, attacks, the whole shebang. big tantrum. eventually darling reasons with them that theyre far too injured to go anywhere for the time being without like. dying. (this wouldnt work on dazai that well lol) and if they wanted to turn them in or kill them they wouldve done it like 2 days ago. they even agree to submit to the mafia’s retaliation if they find their care insufficient. their patient agrees, albeit very angrily, and darling sets off on the worlds most thankless job. 

any of these fuckers will give darling a run for their money. dazai would spend a lot of time trying to intimidate them into letting him out early or goad them into killing him, stealing things to hurt himself with, harassing the nurses, faking symptoms, anything he can think of to make their life harder. chuuya is just NASTY, nothing to say to the person Saving His Life besides threats and insults. can never leave a check up on akutagawa without at least one bruise. so on and so forth. no support from colleagues either, darlings decision to Do Their Job making them a pariah. even so, they offer their testy patient their care and kindness without falter. as soon as theyre well enough to get up and walk out, thats exactly what they do, and darling would be lying if they said they werent glad to wash their hands of the whole thing. they’re, of course, back the next week with a new injury that they INSIST that DARLING SPECIFICALLY must look at and suddenly acting like they’re besties. darling lets them, of course, even as the injuries they come in with are more and more ridiculous, all the while trying to gently steer them away from ever coming back before they get them arrested. 

well, if you didnt want them hanging around you maybe you shouldnt have been so sweet. are they supposed to forget about you holding their hand through shockwaves of pain? your soothing voice? the way you stayed up all night to watch over them while they slept? do you think they get THAT at the mafia infirmary? say, why dont you come and work there! they see how your colleagues spurn you, how ungrateful your other patients are for you. doctors are VERY highly regarded among the mafia, itd be a great fit for you! itd also let them personally make it up to you for being so awful before. win-win, right?

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i am terribly sorry about how long it took for me to answer this 😭😭😭 i did consider a similar idea but w/ darling doing the underground doctor job for extra money (we need to start raising funds for darling) as well if you're interested!!

im gonna use dazai as a placeholder for this if u want one w chuuya and aku lmk :>

cw: yandere characters, obsessive behavior, jealousy, obsession, injuries, harassment, taking advantage, implied coercion.

injuries aren't uncommon in this line of work, and bleeding out with a terrifyingly gaping wound is not a new sight for port mafioso. usually, though, mori already arranges for other people to come in and take care of the injured, and they steer clear of hospitals and clinics. it's not smart to get civilian doctors involved in this.

usually, things go as planned.

today, it didn't. dazai's subordinates were strewn somewhere else, leaving him wounded and isolated. to make things worse, he was positioned awkwardly close to a busy street. he should have anticipated that the enemy would have some other trick up their sleeve. now what? was he going to die here, like a disgraced dog? he would prefer something less painful and embarrassing, but beggars couldn't be choosers...

maybe he should have accepted mori's offer of even more backup.

he couldn't reach for his phone, and even if it didn't hurt so bad and he could get it, his fingers were trembling so much that he knew he couldn't type out anything. god, how pathetic. death was death. he couldn't be too picky about it, could he? he would welcome the end.

to his surprise, he woke up.

he was sure he was in a hospital. the plain walls, the simple bed. the papers nearby and the person in a white coat gave it away. this was bad news, terrible news. he wasn't supposed to go to any hospitals or clinics unless mori said so, and now he was here, getting treated by any regular civilian doctor.

obviously, dazai decides the best course of action is to kick up a fuss. they wouldn't hold him here against his will, right? he screams and kicks and threatens everyone until he's exhausted and the staff is ready to throw him out themselves, but you stop them. he recognizes you as the person in his room when he woke up, and watches as you defend his behavior by telling everyone how confused and frightened he would have been after waking up with no recollection of what happened in between. confused, frightened? he was mortified by your choice of words, and worse yet, it was working. everyone backed down, turned their backs and went on with their day.

and you have the audacity to turn back and smile at him like you hadn't just embarrassed him, telling him that it was expected he would have reacted so negatively, promising to help make sure his stay was as comfortable as possible. what stay? he wants to get out, but when he voiced this demand with a hoarse throat, you look more shocked and rush off to get him something for his voice instead. you sit down beside him with a hand on his and carefully explain why he has to stay and why it's important he works with you for a speedy recovery. you ask him for who you should contact since he didn't seem to have any existing identity, but he only turns away and tells you he wants to leave.

he does this for as long as he's hospitalized, complaining about everything, reminding you he doesn't have cash and that killing him would be your best course of action, since he couldn't afford the bill anyway. he tries to run away and pull off stupid stunts, but nothing works. it's infuriating how calm you are about everything. you leave and go back to your usual routine, stopping by to check up on him occasionally. the other staff, however, look terrified of him, and he relishes in the trembling hands and rushed exits. during one of their visits to sort out his room, dazai pretends to sleep so they can actually get things done without fearing he will kick them all out the window, and overhears a particularly interesting conversation.

he learns that you were the one who insisted they treat him despite everyone else noticing the signs that he was probably part of some underground organization. some determined line about how it's your job and you need to help everyone regardless of personal feelings. he thinks it's all bullshit, but your determination...is kind of cute. it's only a matter of time before you end up as soulless and exhausted as everyone else in the city, though.

then the long awaited day comes, and you announce that he can leave. he doesn't care to ask for a bill or thank you, running out and disappearing to talk to mori again, but he would be lying if he said he didn't think about you even after that day. for some reason, something about you really stuck with him. it might have had something to do with your relentless insistence to help, your unwavering patience, your calm conduct, or maybe your...voice. your sympathetic tone, your firm hold...your presence.

a week later, dazai shows up to your workplace and demands he get his hand checked out. he whines until they drag you down and then he exaggerates his terrible condition, how important and urgent it was and how he needed to be kept inside the hospital for a few weeks at least this time. it's very serious, you know. you saw through his lie, but you don't bat an eyelid, immediately complying to his outrageous demands. he was a little happy that you hadn't changed. so despite how often he showed up, with a new but small injury, you took it in stride and treated him with all the concern and seriousness he expected. could you blame him if he liked to be fussed over like this?

what he didn't like was the knowledge that you treated all your patients like this. none of them deserved the same meticulous inspections, soothing touches, dedicated service, and warm smiles you gave. it wasn't fair that he came in all beaten up and you could only come in for a quick greeting before rushing out after another patient. and for what? your meager pay? well, if he could talk to mori and get you brought over as a personal doctor for some of the high-ranking members, you'd get paid well and you could be with him all the time while doing what you loved. it was the best of both worlds, wasn't it?

[j3st3r-13]

*clears throat*

dad trevor, with the reader being their teen kid (can be fem or neutral doesn't matter)

ty!

trevor philips with a teen!kid

anon this is my fucking jam

let's be honest here you were either the result of some hookup or he found you on the street. it really doesn't matter because your dad loves you no matter what 100% of the time.

you could try and kill him and he'd be like okay crazy calm down and go back to bed.

depending on the time period wade and chef are your uncles or brad lester and Mikey are your uncles. either way, your the most protected kid on the planet, nobody and I mean nobody fucks with you.

trev will teach you how to shoot from the moment you can hold a gun. you scap with whoever whenever. uncle M says that you inherited feralness from your dad (he's right)

you are the only one who can calm Trevor down, sometimes you can't but mostly you can. you are also the only one he would ever consider giving up meth for.

sorry sweetie he would die for you but he won't give up his criminal lifestyle for you. he's gonna die with a gun in his hand whether you like it or not.

trev teaches you everything you know, how to read, write, hotwire anything, ride a bike, fly a plane, and load a gun. he's your sole teacher which probably isn't good in the long run, but he's fun.

Trevor's suicidal tendencies are gone with you, he can't imagine leaving you behind, especially by his own hand. its the main reason why he forgives Michael he gets it now.

(im imagining you an older teen like 19/20. traces age)speaking of Michael you were heartbroken to find out uncle mickey was dead, and you mourned him alongside your dad, only to find out he's alive and well?! you practically kick the door in yourself.

you cant forgive uncle M for a long time but you do enjoy that you have your best friends Tracey back. It's a heartwarming reunion and even jimmy takes a second away from his dick and his game to hug you.

if you are an older teen like 'the 20's'20s then you might date franklin or Lamar,(only if you wanted to and I was gonna include trace but it is kinda weird ) anyway trev would be furious and pleased if you dated someone like frank. he knows and respects frank but franks also shit scared of your dad win-win.

your dads is surprisingly cool with you dating as long as it's all age-legal and shit. he doesn't care if you hook up/friends with benefits but if you dated so he'd wanna know as soon as. mostly so he can do his whole scary dad routine. ( he does this for fun, he trusts you to be smart and date who you like, I mean he fell in love with a mexicans wife he held hostage)

when you get older you'd move into a nearby trailer, taking up the whole block. It's funny TPI trailers are a mess and yous look semi-decent.

overall, Trevor an amazing father, not a very conventional one but someone you can turn to and trust. he's your friend first but a protective father second. he loves you and you have some badass parents

oh god I dont even wanna think about something sensible...

[kimbappykidding]

When your parents started looking for prestigious colleges to send you to, they didn't want it to be too scary for you and so they chose one close to where your brother Yeonjun was. Their thought process was your brother could meet up with you weekly and would be near if you needed anything like a lift or money. So you moved to the same district and Yeonjun was of course incredibly welcoming! His members soon got to know you and one-day Beomgyu announced that he was going to win you over and you'd become his girlfriend. All the guys looked straight to Yeonjun but his response wasn't what they were expecting. "No offence but you're not her type" Yeonjun said making the boys all laughed. "Ouch! " Taehyun commented and Yeonjun paused "no not in a mean way just Y/n dates guys that are a lot different to you". "In what way?" Beomgyu asked and Yeonjun sighed "well she's only just started going to private school but even before that her public school was quite posh and so most of the people she knows are...". "Smart and important?" Soobin asked. "Well I was gonna say rich and arrogant but yeah". "Ahhh so Y/n likes preppy guys and you're the furthest thing from that" Taehyun acknowledged but Beomgyu wasn't beaten. "Has Y/n ever told you she doesn't find me attractive?". Yeonjun shook his head "well no, strangely enough, that sentence has never come up". Beomgyu smiled "then I'm not out of the running yet. All it takes is one skater kid to show Y/n what she's missing and I bet she'll find me more fun than all those preppy kids". Yeonjun shrugged "you're welcome to try but don't say I didn't warn you".

So Beomgyu put his plan into effect. He knew you walked to your college every morning so he just so happened to be in the skate park you passed when you walked by. "Hey Y/n" he called skating alongside you and you looked up. You stared at him and he waved "it's Beomgyu, your brother's friend". You nodded "of course...so are you having a good skate?". He smiled "yeah I am, are you having a good walk?". You nodded "yes thank you" and Beomgyu smiled "I was actually heading that way, mind if I accompany you?". You shook your head and Beomgyu jumped off his board and fell into step with you.

"So how are you finding the move here?" he asked and you nodded "it's good, really busy but good". Beomgyu nodded "and your new school?". "Intense but nothing I can't handle". You didn't look at him any time you spoke or ask him any questions back so you either didn't like him or were nervous. Beomgyu decided it must be the latter. "You don't talk much" Beomgyu said and you paused. He couldn't tell if he'd offended you or not until he realised you were fighting a smile. "Don't I?" you asked your voice normal and Beomgyu smiled "nope! Which means you're either nothing like your brother or you're just being polite". You shrugged "guess it's the first one" but Beomgyu didn't buy it. When you both reached your college he pretended he had something to get at the supermarket and casually said goodbye before skating off, trying his best to look cool. You called goodbye and Beomgyu was glad he was facing away from you so you couldn't see the grin on his face. He considered his first one-on-one meeting with you a huge success! Beomgyu kept up this casual interaction with you and slowly but surely you were talking more to him. One day he noticed you were with friends but that didn't stop him. He sped towards you and smiled "morning Y/n". Your friends stared but you nodded "good morning Beomgyu" and kept walking. Your friends practically gaped and rushed after you. He was pleased he'd left an impression and made sure to do some cool skateboarding tricks while you were still around. Every good girl secretly loved a bad boy. When you broke up from school for a week you came to stay with Yeonjun and Beomgyu was very excited! However, you mostly kept to yourself in the guest room...until one day. Yeonjun was out he found you in the kitchen and he was thrilled because this meant he could flirt with you some more. You paused as he came into the kitchen and Beomgyu grinned "my favourite quiet girl, how's it going Y/n?". He hopped onto the table and you eyed how close he was to your work before shrugging "fine and you?". Beomgyu grinned "I'm so glad you asked. Everything was going great until Odi bit me!". You paused "Soobin's hedgehog bit you?". He nodded "I know right! So rude". "But how". "Well I was stroking him and then he got mad". You repressed a smile and Beomgyu grinned "it still hurts". You shrugged "I guess it'll keep you away from him next time". "Not a chance!" Beongyu cried "the second I'm healed in grabbing that sucker again". You actually did smile that time "why doesn't that surprise me". "I guess you know me too well" Beomgyu said with a smirk and you quickly looked back to your work. "So what are you doing?" Beomgyu asked hopping off the counter so he could come and stand behind you. He put his hands on the back of your chair and you tensed "I'm just writing an essay on the human eye". "Cool" Beomgyu said and leaned in closer to see "so you're super smart then?". You shrugged "I'm okay" but Beomgyu shook his head "there's no way they'd let you into that college unless you were super smart, they make you do entrance exams and stuff". You paused "how do you know that?". Beomgyu paused "well before I became an idol I was considering which colleges I might want to go to and I looked around yours. They spoke about the entrance exam and it sounded really hard". You nodded "it was pretty tough, so you were smart huh?". "Why do you say was as in past tense, I'm still smart!" Beomgyu cried making you smile again. Beomgyu grinned, this was going so great. Beomgyu stayed chatting with you for a while before leaving. He didn't want to spoil you too much with his presence and wanted to leave you wanting more...and it did leave an impression. Later that night you were making dinner with Yeonjun when you had a question. "What's the deal with Beomgyu?" you asked. Yeonjun froze as his mind immediately went back to Beomgyu declaring you would be his girlfriend. Yeonjun hadn't heard anything else about it since but he knew Beomgyu and figured he'd been putting plans into place. "Y/n please don't tell me you're interested in him" Yeonjun said. "I'm not" you cried "he's just so odd you can't help wondering what he's on. Is it just drugs?". Yeonjun smirked "no he's not on drugs he just looks like a stoner". You paused "so he's like that naturally? So energetic and odd?". Yeonjun nodded "unfortunately yes and there's no cure". You could tell your brother wasn't comfortable with the conversation so changed the topic. That Friday you'd been planning on going to a party but when Yeonjun heard there would be alcohol there he nixed it. Your parents had made Yeonjun promise to take good care of you and that included no drinking underage. You were furious given that you were literally turning 19 next month but Yeonjun refused and was even planning on staying in to keep an eye on you. Beomgyu had watched as your brother explained all this to you while you pouted and found it hilarious. Your pouty face was so cute and he loved seeing the preppy girl not get her way. It amused him to no end so he made sure to plant himself right in front of you all night...then things got even better when Yeonjun got stuck at work leaving the two of you alone. Beomgyu came downstairs to find you still pouting in the kitchen "Yeonjun's not even coming home until late but he still won't let me go out. He told me he asked you to keep an eye on me" you said and Beomgyu nodded "he did and I will definitely be telling him if you disappear. You sighed "but you're only 2 years older than me! Why are you no fun?". Beomgyu smiled "well actually there is this party I'm going to tonight and if you wanted to get back at your brother I might be persuaded to let you come with me...if you asked me nicely" Beomgyu smirked. You paused "what sort of party is it?". He shrugged "nothing fancy, just one of my friends lives near a big field and were gonna sit outside and drink". You nodded "I'm in". Beomgyu smiled "I believe I said ask nicely?". You paused "you really want me to ask?". Beomgyu nodded and you shook your head "I'm not doing that". Beomgyu shrugged "okay suit yourself" and grabbed his car keys. He headed for the door and was shutting it when you signed. "Wait...please can I come with you?". Beomgyu grinned "what was that?". You glared "you heard me". "See I didn't...this long hair sometimes gets in the way of my pretty ears" Beomgyu explained moving it "try again". You took a deep breath and looked at him "please can I come with you to the party?". He smiled "of course Y/n! You don't have to ask" and held the door open for you. You hadn’t been to a non-trustfund kid party in a while. All the parties you'd been to had been thrown in someone's parent's huge house and something priceless was always broken. Here everyone was basically sitting in said field, music was playing and everyone just brought their own drinks. It was so much simpler and less showy. You liked it but felt out of place and the people did stare at you a little but luckily Beomgyu didn't seem keen to leave you alone. He asked what you liked to drink and managed to persuade a guy who'd brought that drink to give you some. "I thought my brother told you to make sure I didn't drink?" you asked. Beomgyu smiled "your brother only told me to watch you and technically I'm doing just that". You laughed and gladly accepted the glass. Beomgyu led you through the field and into a nice patch with flowers. He laid down in it with a dramatic sigh and you smiled "you're not in some music video you know, no need to pose". Beomgyu smiled "I'm not even posing, I just look like this naturally" making you laugh slightly at his expression. Beomgyu loved hearing you laugh and as you both drank more it got easier and easier to make you laugh. The sun started to set and it hit you suddenly making you raise a hand to shield your eyes. "Here" Beomgyu said passing you his sunglasses and you thanked him taking them "do they look okay? You have a pretty unique taste". Beomgyu smirked "I'm going to ignore the way you said unique and just say yes, you look great in them". You smiled clearly pleased and Beomgyu grinned "you know you're like some rich princess or something, every time you look at me it's usually fleeting like you can't bare to look at me" he grinned tipsily. You shook your head "it's not that it's just, we're very different and I...I've been taught it's rude to stare at people so I look away". Beomgyu got the feeling that wasn't what you really wanted to say but he ignored it and carried on. "I wouldn't find it rude, I want you to look at me" Beomgyu said and you glanced at him "you do?". He nodded "here" and sat up before coming to sit right in front of you "look at me and tell me what you see". You sighed but did as he said. 

You lifted your eyes to his face and let yourself look at him openly. Your gaze went from his hair to his chin, noticing how his hair framed his face and how nice his lips were. "So?" Beomgyu said "I asked for a commentary". You smirked slightly at the whiny tone in his voice, you'd used it often and it was nice to hear someone just as experienced at it. "Okay, I see a heart-shaped face with a fringe and dark hair. Eyes that are mischievous and playful. Your nose is pointed in a cute way and your lips are very full and pouty. Your face is kind of small but that just makes you look..." you searched for the word "like you're from a mythical book or something, like an elf". Beomgyu stared "did you just call be dobby? The ugly thing from Harry Potter?". "No! More like Legolas from lord of the rings" you replied and Beomgyu began to laugh. "How on earth do you know such a nerdy movie?". "Everyone knows Lord of the Rings!" you cried "it's a classic". Beomgyu smirked "yeah but people like you can't usually quote the characters names or species". You shrugged "well I can, you got a problem?". Beomgyu smiled "no the opposite actually" and you blushed. Beomgyu smiled "so you like my face?". You paused and tried to win back some dominance "I don't think I said that". Beomgyu grinned "well you didn't sound disgusted when you were describing me". "I wasn't" you agreed and he smiled "good...I don't find you disgusting either". Beomgyu was very close to you and he looked down at your lips and then back up at your eyes. You figured he was going to kiss you and were surprised you liked the idea. You wanted him to kiss you and stared back at him, silently encouraging him. Then just as you were sure he was going to break...Beomgyu smiled and swiftly moved away from you. He stood up and took a deep breath "I'm gonna go check on my friend, see you later?". You were shocked, no boy had ever come that close to you before without trying to kiss you. "You are?" you asked and Beomgyu actually laughed "unless there's something else I should be doing?" as if he knew exactly what you were thinking and was daring you to say it. "No, nothing" you replied and Beomgyu nodded walking away. You stayed there shocked for a while before going back in search of another drink. There was some out on the table for everyone and you were helping yourself when someone noticed you. "Hey you're that rich girl aren't you?" a guy asked. You paused "depends on your definition of rich". "You go to that fancy school that teaches you ballet and Latin and crap". You shrugged "among other things yes, why? You want me to teach you something?". The boy shook his head "no I was just wondering why you were here at one of our parties drinking our alcohol. Haven't you got enough in your fancy mansion?". You shook your head "no I don't" and poured the last of a bottle into your cup". The boy glared "you're gonna regret that". You smiled "why don't you show me how?". When Beomgyu appeared "hey cool it Jae she's with me". "Why did you bring her here? The last thing we need is one of those snobs here ruining the mood". "You don't know a thing about me and you're the only drunk asshole ruining things here" you replied and the man didn't like that. Beomgyu got in between you both again and managed to calm the guy down. He sent him away and you nodded "finally". Beomgyu frowned "did you have to argue with him?". "He started it!" you cried "what I'm supposed to let him say shit to me?". "No but you don't have to try and fight him either. Especially considering...". "Considering what?" you asked and then it dawned on you. "Say it" you said and Beomgyu sighed "considering you do go to a super posh snooty school and most people don't". You smirked "and you wonder why we act like it? You never let us forget it. You call us princesses and want us to take it as a compliment when we know how you really mean it. You have no idea what my parents sacrificed to get me into that school and you wouldn't last a day in my shoes Beomgyu. So you can take your field parties and your little skateboard and your cool act and shove it up your ass" you yelled and walked away. "Fine!" Beomgyu yelled after you and you stormed away trying not to cry. Beomgyu was mad at you but he lasted 60 seconds before coming after you to find you'd gone. He couldn't find you anywhere and he was terrified he had lost you and Yeonjun was going to kill him. Finally, after searching all the field, Beomgyu made it home and rushed upstairs but your door was wide open so you must not be home. He swore and rushed into the living room where Yeonjun was sat. "Hey what's wrong?" Yeonjun asked and Beomgyu froze before sighing "I...I really don't know how to say this and I know you're going to be mad" preparing to break the news he'd lost you when he heard someone enter. "Here, we only had lemon" you said passing Yeonjun a can of pop. You were dressed in pyjamas and were acting like you'd been here the whole time. You must've beat Yeonjun back home and acted as if you'd never gone out at all. You stepped around Beomgyu like he wasn't even there and sat down next to your brother. Then you looked at him and Beomgyu felt the coldness there. It was like you didn't even know him. "Yeah?" Yeonjun asked and Beomgyu paused "I drank the last peach tea". Yeonjun laughed "yeah we kind of just worked that out, make sure you buy some new ones" and took the can from you. You sat next to Yeonjun and didn't look at Beomgyu all night. Beomgyu couldn't stand it and so when you went up to bed he followed. "Y/n can we talk?" he asked. "Nope" you replied walking past him to the bathroom and he followed you. He snook in before you could close the door "Y/n I'm sorry for upsetting you". You rolled your eyes "how nice". "I was rude and you didn't deserve that". You shrugged "why are you acting like you didn't mean it? I know you've been dying to call me a snob this entire time and you know what the worst part is? Despite all that you still flirted with me every day. You claim to hate my kind but you still chased me every day so what was the reason? Did you just want to tick off screwing a rich girl? Wanted to see if the stereotypes about us are correct? If we even have a heart?". Beomgyu shook his head "of course not! I talked to you because I wanted to...I kind of forgot how different we are or I guess it didn't matter". You shot him a look "still think it doesn't matter? You've clearly chosen a side Beomgyu" and you walked away.

Beomgyu watched you go and couldn’t believe how quickly things had turned. He’d built up a relationship with you over weeks of small steps and now it was all ruined. Earlier tonight he knew by the expression on your face you wanted him to kiss you but now…you only looked at him with contempt and Beomgyu had no idea how to fix that. 

After that night you didn't even so much as look at Beomgyu anymore and he hated it. You were also polite and civil so the boys couldn't suspect anything but if anything that made it worse. He couldn't stop thinking about what you'd said and wondered how he'd misjudged you. To an extent he was playing with the rich girl stereotype and trying to see how much you lived up to it. He had messed around with you and inserted himself into your life just for fun and he knew he'd really hurt you. He knew he had to fix it but that was hard when you had your wall up so much. A few weeks later you had a ceremony at your university to celebrate passing your first term. It was basically an excuse for all the rich parents to see their money was going to good use and Yeonjun and your parents were going. An hour before it was due to start however you weren't anywhere to be found. Yeonjun called all his members for help but the only one who answered was Beomgyu. 

From what Beomgyu understood apparently there was this party going on and Yeonjun suspected you'd gone there instead. "Y/n has to be there tonight or my parents are going to freak! Can you come with me to go check the place out?". Beomgyu really didn't want to come but he couldn't exactly tell Yeonjun why and flat-out refusing would make him seem like a jerk so he begrudgingly agreed.

Yeonjun picked him up and they headed to the party but it was in some mansion so it was huge. Yeonjun sighed "okay I'll take outside, you take inside" and they split up. Beomgyu had only gone 10 steps when he saw you dancing with some guy. He felt a pang of jealousy watching you before remembering why he was here. He walked right up to you and called your name "Y/n, Yeonjun's here to take you to that ceremony". Your eyes flickered open and settled on him "why are you here?" you asked. "Because your brother asked me to come and get you" he said and you rolled your eyes "well I'm not going anywhere with you so go away". Beomgyu shook his head "are we really going to do this?" he asked you "behave this immaturely?". You shrugged "I'm just acting like the spoiled princess you think I am" you replied and Beomgyu laughed. "See the funny thing is, you were so adamant you weren't that but look at you. You're here instead of at your fancy school disappointing your parents and your brother and for what? Just to dance on some guy who's probably got his life sorted by daddy and has questionable morals. I guess the shoe fits no matter how much you don't want it to" and Beomgyu walked away. Beomgyu's words really cute deep and you followed him but it took calling his name several times before he turned around "what Y/n?". "Everything you said was true but I didn't choose him over my family. I don't like guys like that!" you argued and Beomgyu smirked "could've convinced me". You rolled your eyes "they're the only guys I can go for". "That's stupid" Beomgyu said and you turned to look at him "really? Because the last guy I was interested in who was from a different circle called me a snob and judged me for the school I go to". Beomgyu froze unsure what to say when Yeonjun appeared. "Y/n! Beomgyu you found her thank god! Come on we have to get you back across town before mom and dad realise you're here" Yeonjun said and you shrugged "fine by me". Beomgyu ended up coming to your school ceremony because they didn't have time to go home and luckily Yeonjun had a spare shirt in his car. Beomgyu kept replaying your words over and over again in his head and he felt...guilty. You had acted immaturely tonight but he'd clearly hurt you and he felt terrible about it. He'd never meant to upset you and he did regret the way he'd acted that night. You came back to the TxT house that night and there was an awkward tension in the air. Yeonjun rushed to the bathroom claiming it was an emergency leaving you and Beomgyu alone. You both went upstairs and Beomgyu went to go into his room before coming to yours. He knocked and you let him come inside without saying a word. Beomgyu looked down "I'm sorry I upset you Y/n. I did judge you and that wasn't right". You sighed "do you know how I ended up at that school?". Beomgyu shook his head and you told him. "My parents both took hard jobs so Yeonjun and I could follow our passions. When Yeonjun chose a creative career they were so nervous but they supported him. However that meant they were even keener for me to take an academic route. They did everything they could to help me gain a scholarship to that school and allowed me to take classes I like such as ballet and literature but they want me to become an academic and there's so much pressure" you sighed. "My family have clawed their way up and now it's on me to make it worth it by becoming a doctor or lawyer or...just something big to make them proud. But I have no idea if I even want to do any of that but how can I tell them that after everything they've done for me?" you asked. Beomgyu paused "have you spoken to Yeonjun about this?". "He knows about the money, he’s offered to help but my parents said no" you explained but Beomgyu shook his head "no about how you feel about all this?". You shook your head "I haven't told anyone. I go to school and get good grades like I need to but time is running out before I have to make it all worth it and I don’t know if I...". Beomgyu gently touched your arm "Y/n calm down it's okay. You're so young there's plenty of time to work it all out. There's no rush so breathe". You listened to him and took a few breaths. "That's why it hurts to be called a snob. We don't have disposable income, this cost my parents everything even with the scholarship and I literally can't afford to mess it up. I miss my old school so much and all the kids at my new one look down on me because they know I couldn't afford to be there without the scholarship. I feel like I have to prove myself to so many different people and it just sucks". "I'm sorry I didn't know" Beomgyu said. You shrugged "how could you?". "True but I guess that's why they say you shouldn't judge someone, you don't know what they're going through". You nodded "pretty wise huh?" and Beomgyu laughed "don't sound too surprised". You smiled and Beomgyu nodded "so friends?" He asked holding his hand out. "Friends" you agreed shaking it and that was the exact moment that Yeonjun opened the door. He frowned seeing the two of you shake hands and looked between the two of you "what's going on?". You smiled "Beomgyu won the bet. I said you'd be in the bathroom for 20 minutes and he said 40 minutes. He was closer". Yeonjun shook his head "you should be pleased it was that quick plus I've known you to take well over an hour...you too Beomgyu". "Don't drag me into this!" Beomgyu cried and you smiled "well now the bathroom is free I'm going to go wash the old gown smell from me". Yeonjun nodded "yeah we’ll get out of your hair" and he gestured for Beomgyu to leave. "Goodnight Y/n" Beomgyu called and you nodded to him. Yeonjun watched him go before looking at you "are the two of you...friends?". You nodded "yeah I guess, why?". "Nothing just I'm surprised. Why?". You rolled your eyes "don't make it weird Yeonjun". "I won't! I won't" he nodded "night" as he left. You flipped into bed wondering why you'd told Beomgyu all that. You had no idea if you could trust him or why you'd made yourself so vulnerable. Beomgyu now knew things about hardly anyone else did and that was weird...but for some reason, you'd decided to tell him. You just had to trust yourself that it was the right decision.

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This is a 2 part series and you can find part two right here!

[saline-coelacanth]

Ok new questions for your purified au

What did Oliver do during skybound? I know he probably wasn’t an active part of the season but did he ever make a wish if so what would it be? Also would he have gone with the ninja to shintaro? Since they were invited there as guests

Ok I'm gonna start by answering the Shintaro question since that one is a simple yes or no. Yes, Oliver did go with the ninja to Shintaro. There's no way he was gonna miss out on a birthday party.

As for Skybound, for the longest time I didn't really have any specific ideas for what happened to Oliver other than he got taken out by Nadakhan early on. But recently, I came up with a silly scenario for what happened.

To start, Oliver got taken into police custody along with Misako when the bounty got taken. Then as usual, Nadakhan showed up to try and get Oliver to wish it all away. You know, the basic stuff. But Oliver's brain works on kid logic so he doesn't really pay attention to what Nadakhan is saying, he just hears that he can wish for stuff and goes for it.

So his first wish is actually pretty smart and practical, he wishes to not be at the police station anymore. So Nadakhan bends the wish and transports him to the middle of a forest since Oliver didn't specify where he wanted to go. He expects Oliver to get upset about being lost and alone in a dark scary forest, but Oliver explains that he used to live in a forest so this is fine.

So Nadakhan goes back to his whole song and dance, telling Oliver he can wish for whatever his heart desires. Oliver thinks about it and realizes that he really wants a cool rock. So he wishes for a cool rock, but also unintentionally does the smart thing by being very specific about the rock he wants cause he starts rambling about the rock, so he gets a small little rock that he likes with zero down sides.

Nadakhan is starting to get more annoyed with Oliver, but he doesn't back down. He continues rambling about how he's all alone and the ninja won't find him so he should just wish it all away, but Oliver is not paying attention to any of that. He just flat out is not listening to the words that Nadakhan is saying. He's too busy thinking about his final wish. And when he finally decides what he wants, he asks for basically a gameboy (or a gameboy equivalent) that will never run out of battery and has a really fun game that is difficult, but Oliver is really good at it. No one else is good at the game, just Oliver. So Nadakhan gives him his gameboy and Oliver literally spends the rest of the season sitting in that forest playing his gameboy. Nadakhan realizes that even if he didn't capture Oliver, he at least got him out of the way so he considers that a win and leaves.

I also think it would be funny if occasionally the ninja would mention being worried about Oliver since they have no idea what happened to him and then it cuts back to Oliver in the forest playing his gameboy.

[mega-catmuncher]

None of our business

Chapter 01

Pairing: College!Matt Murdock x fem!reader

Summary: You are a winner. Always have been and always will be. In your final year at Colombia you're aiming to earn an internship from an esteemed law firm which will ensure the success of your career post law school. Someone however, is making life difficult and his name is Matt Murdock. For some reason he's always in your business, everywhere you turn he's there and while you never expected it maybe he's just what you need.

Word count:3.4k

Warnings: swearing, people acting absolutely unhinged and ‼️T/W Frat Bros‼️ (Future SMUT I promise 🤞🏻😮‍💨)

a/n: academic rivals mixed with work/office rivals. Matt and reader are somehow smart enough to be in law school but not smart enough to realise they like each other. Also ALOT of these background characters are OC’s and the only people mentioned from the daredevil series is Foggy(nelson) and Jack (Matts Dad)

(not gonna lie that summary was a lil corny 💀please forgive me 🙏🏻)

You’ve always been the best at what you do. You uphold yourself to a high standard and its gotten you all the way to your final year studying law at Columbia. It feels surreal at times wondering if you deserve this but you remember how hard you have worked and how proud you will be once you’ve become the best lawyer in New York.

Tonight you’ve got a shift at the local bar and restaurant Barry’s. You’re the star waitress and have earned some regulars who tip very well every time you’re on. Tonight though you are really considering quitting. It’s not only one of the busiest nights due to the Columbia Lions winning last nights football game and their victory party being hosted by Barry’s but you are also responsible for the new trainee who is truly testing your patience. “Foggy, you cannot stay at a table for over 30 minutes after giving them their food. Being overly friendly will not get you tips it will get you fired” you sigh in frustration and you can see he feels bad for upsetting you “sorry” he whispers. Before you can apologise he’s left to get the drinks for the next table. You feel bad but food service can have you dealing with the worst kinds of people and you don’t want Foggy to get discouraged from a little criticism.

You’ve just shown foggy how to lock up and its nearing half three in the morning. After an 8 hour shift with no breaks you are ready to drop. Pulling out of the parking lot you see Foggy at the bus stop. “You know the first bus doesn’t come until six thirty, you can’t wait here for three hours” you tell him from your car. “ Don’t worry about it! I’ll be alright, I’m just too tired to walk” you wouldn’t let Foggy stay there even if you believed him. “Do you live on campus?” you ask. “Yes, but please you really don’t have to driv-”Foggy doesn’t get to the end of his sentence before you’re unlocking your passengers side door and beckoning him into the car. “I know I was hard on you tonight but I promise I’m not an asshole …I’m sorry” judging from Foggy’s smile you think he’s accepted your apology. “ It’s okay..you know you’re not as scary as you look” foggy immediately regrets saying that as you give him a very unimpressed look. “I mean you never smile in lectures and you just always seemed very…cold..from a distance! But getting to know you better tonight you’re cool. I mean I only know so much since Matt does talk-” “it’s okay Foggy I understand what you’re trying to say”.

-

Waking up Monday morning you regret signing up for an oral presentation workshop. However, you’ve made matters worse by not putting on an alarm and expecting your roommate Lisa to wake you up. Late and rushing you find yourself in not your finest of moments running across campus in yesterday’s mascara and underwear.

In your flurry to get to the workshop you trip over something and find yourself on top of someone. “I am so sorry, are you alright?” you ask frantically. “I don’t think you trip over blind men often so it’s fine” that voice belongs to Matthew Murdock a man who has a talent for getting on your nerves. Why? Because like you Matt is smart but unlike you it comes naturally for him and he takes every chance to throw it in your face. Between having the last word in mock trials to countering your points in class just because he feels like it. “If I didn’t know any better I would think you tripped me on purpose Matt” “ Well you’re still on top of me so I don’t think there’s any hard feelings”. Your rush to get off Matt, help him up and collect your things. “What are you in such a rush for?” Matt asks “ Professor Loc's speech workshop, I’m so late it’s pointless”you say dreading the effect this is going to have on your attendance record. “Don’t worry it’s been cancelled, I was on my way there but I got the email before I walked in” Matt says. Looking through your bag and finding your phone you see the late notification that the class has in fact been cancelled. “Shit I wasted my morning for that” you’re about to turn away until you hear chanting. Very loud chanting.

“ What is going o-” Matt is interrupted by Kevin the star quarterback and frat senior letting out a loud battle roar and running across campus naked being cheered on by freshmen, senior frat members and several other people fascinated by the display. “If I were to tell you exactly what is going on you would regret asking” and in a split second you notice Kevin’s path has changed and he is now running for you and Matt. “Walk with me and don’t ask questions” you grab Matt and begin walking towards the parking lot. “I expect better of you than to rob a blind man y/n”. “I’m not robbing you I’m saving us from embarrassment, unless you want to be between me and a naked Kevin I suggest you keep walking”. Matt suddenly quickens his pace and unfortunately so does Kevin. In a quick span of events you evade Kevins line of sight and pull Matt into a random shed near the library. “Janitors store room, we’ll have to wait out here until the crowd and Kevin have passed” you tell Matt out of breath.

After waiting for 10 minutes Kevin and the group are still chanting near you and Matt. “You might as well test me for our next exam” Matt says. You're dissatisfied with the situation but seeing an opportunity to outsmart Matt Murdock you won’t pass up on. Flipping through your notes you hear Matt huff a laugh “You can’t test me without your notes?”. Although Matt is amused you are not “I need to make sure you don’t try and finesse your way into giving me a bullshit answer that’s only half right” “woah y/n didn’t know I could get you riled up so easily.. did seeing Kevin naked get you excited?” Frustrated with Matts teasing you decide you’ve had enough. “Actually it did.. I have to confess Matt I’m really excited right now” you say trying to sound convincing. “….really?” Matt says genuinely confused. “Yes..and oh I need help to release some of this tension” Matt is slightly bewildered but also intrigued. “Y/N I didn’t expect..” “Matty c’mere I wanna show you something” as Matt approaches you pull the leaf blower from the shelf and turn it on to his lips. Sucking half of his face into the leaf blower is funny for a few seconds until you release it and he seems genuinely mad. “Y/N what the hell!?” Matt yells. You giggle about to say something until you hear the crowd is no longer chanting near you and Matt. “I think we can go back now Matt”

-

There was something special about today. You didn’t know why but you had a feeling that today something was going to happen that would change the trajectory of your life forever. Minus the pigeon shit that just fell on your coat you expected good things to come your way today.

“ I bought you coffee!!” Your roommate Lisa pops out from the crowd surrounding the campus cafe. “I felt bad about the other morning, you know how forgetful I can be” Lisa says reminding you about the drama surrounding last Monday. In between then you’ve had some time off to prepare for your final year, you bought a whiteboard and you scheduled study sessions with Foggy whenever the both of you weren’t working. “It’s okay, it’s my fault I’ve got to really get my shit together. It’s my final year and I’m lagging because my brain knows I’m at the finish line” you’re a little disappointed in yourself for not being motivated but that’s going to change now that the fall semester has begun and you can officially put your plan in place to get back on track.

Dropping Lisa off at her class you go across the way to the building where your lecture is being held. You sit beside Chris who, although doesn’t seem to listen in lectures he still manages to get great marks and have good notes. In comparison to the mess on your paper at the end of lectures over the years you've benefited more from listening through and copying Chris’s notes after. “How have you been doing? You look good” you’re slightly taken aback by Chris’s compliment. Although he flirts a lot he never teases and often times you think about bitting the bullet and asking him out. That’s if you ever get the time to. “ I’ve been good working, studying and working some more” you laugh feeling a bit pathetic that this has probably been your answer through the whole of your law degree. “ There’s a reason why you're so smart, Besides I heard you’ve organised a study group and didn’t invite me.I’m hurt” he puts his hand over his heart acting wounded. If it were anyone else you would roll your eyes but when Chris’s voice cracks at the word hurt added with the sly grin he has on his face has got you silently begging to to be alone with him. “The group is open, if you want to come just let me know and we’ll make a time to meet up”. Feeling proud of yourself for finding a way to get Chris's contact. Ripping a piece of paper off his notebook he quickly writes something. “ Here’s my number text me and I’ll make sure I bring my notes just for you”. You feel yourself about to sport an embarrassingly big smile until you hear a stick tapping near the doors.

“Murdock! There’s a seat here” you whip your head to Chris and see he’s pointing to the seat next to you. This is not what you had in mind when you thought of your positive mantra of today being a good day. Matt greets Chris and they reach across you to hug. If you were being honest being crushed between Chris and Matt wasn’t that bad, you were blissfully daydreaming away until you felt someone flick your ear. “After sucking my face off you could at the very least talk to me” Matt says grinning mischeviously. Chris is taken aback at the insinuation that you and Matthew Murdock are somehow involved and you are seething that out of all times he decides to start with you in front of Chris. Before you have time to clear any confusion your professor begins the class.

By the end your eyes are drooping from exhaustion and you feel close to calling a cab to get back to your apartment to avoid walking 20 minutes. "Hey sleeping beauty, class is dismissed" Chris tries to nudge you awake. Suddenly becoming alert you give him a tired smile and gather your things. "Do you want to take my notes home?, I won't need them back anytime soon" Chris says. Before you can respond Matt interrupts the seemingly tender moment. " I see my dig about notes the other day hasn't motivated you to aim higher". You are so close to chocking Matt the only thing stopping you is the scandal of assaulting a blind man in public. Ignoring Matt you thank Chris and take his notes with you. On your way out of class you can see a crowd forming around the bulletin board. "They're only offering two places!" "Highest score on the next exam?!". You're near the board to find out what all the commotion is about when you see plastered on the board the opportunity you've been waiting for.

The internship to Cheraus & Pels one of the best law firms in all of New York. You can feel the sweat on the palm of your hand reading over the details then, you feel a presence near. "Too bad they're offering two spots. There's no challenge now". You wish you could formulate a good response but all you can do is focus on the letters on the paper in front of you. "Are you okay? you seem like you're coming down with the flu" Matt goes to put his hand to your forehead but before he can you swat his arm away. "Matt, I have never been more serious about something in my life and the fact that you're treating this like any other thing is absurd to me" you feel bad afterwards for being difficult with Matt in front of everyone but the stress of how real everything is starting feel is getting to you. "Despite how nonchalant I can be, I have sacrificed a lot to even be in this building. Yes y/n, I am taking this very seriously but if I stressed myself out as much as you do I 'd be ill before I even put pen to paper". After hearing what he had just said you came to the sad conclusion that Matt Murdock was right.

-

Over the next few weeks you had been seeing less of Lisa and Chris and even Matt. You've closed yourself off from the world and against Matts advice you were stressing yourself out. Going only between classes and your apartment to take breaks from preparing for the upcoming exam to eat and sleep. You even gave Barry notice that you would be taking the month off just so that work wouldn't get in the way of studying. What you didn't know was how worried everyone was. Lisa called your mom who then spent an hour on the phone threatening you with a visit. Chris had texted you a few times but you didn't want to distract yourself. Foggy even told Matt about you taking the month off. Which became the last straw. At 9:30pm on a Friday night you heard a knock at the apartment door, you expected that Lisa would get it since she knew you were busy. After a while you realised Lisa wasn't home and whoever it was, was still waiting. Looking through the peephole you get a wave of aggravation seeing Matt at your doorstep.

"I am so busy right now Matt its not even funny" you say opening the door. Matt looks very unamused and goes as far as to walk right past you and let himself in. "y/n this is an intervention, I understand you want that internship as bad as anyone. Trust me I've been doing overtime in the library. That doesn't justify you working yourself so hard".You're about to lose your shit. How dare Matt come into your home uninvited and tell you how you should be living. You're about to yell at him when you realise you're so tired you don't even have the energy. Matt knows something isn't right when he hears a thud and he knows something is definitely not right when you haven't said anything. Checking that you're still breathing Matt carries your fast asleep self to your bed and lays beside you. He doesn't know why but he stays the night. He tells himself its because Lisa isn't home and he doesn't want to leave you in the apartment alone overnight but deep down Matt cares about you and wants to make sure you're alright.

Over the years Matt has grown a sort of affection for you. He's not in love. He just cares, you both work hard but he admires your drive and passion. Because for him, you challenge him to do better and that means a lot. In your first year Matt was having trouble accessing braille translations of archived case documents and while you weren't happy about it you took the time to read out those case documents for him. Once, Matt had come down with mono he missed a week of classes. He didn't want to ask for your help but he didn't have to. You told him to meet you at the library where you proceeded to catch him up on everything he had missed. These moments compiled with all those other times you've helped Matt out over the years makes him want to be the one to help you out this time. At least he though he was helping. He's not so sure now that you've woken up in the afternoon and realised you've missed six and a half hours of study time. "I don't know who you think you are to waltz into my house and control my life. What the fuck was the intervention for?! an addiction to studying. I have never heard something so stupid in my life". Any other time Matt would give you some cool response to one up your little tantrum but right now among all the yelling your eyes are red and he can hear your stomach grumbling. "If I took you for some lunch would you stop yelling at me. Would you stop talking altogether actually?" . You're contemplating committing homicide in this very moment but through the exhaustion, anger and hunger you can see Matt is concerned and while you don't owe him anything you definitely don't think it's fair to let him worry about you. You've also just come to the realisation it wasn't fair to let everyone else in your life worry. "Sorry, let me get dressed and then we can go" Shocked Matt doesn't mention your change in demeanour and lets you direct him to the couch to wait. While you have the time to yourself you send off some quick texts to Lisa, your mom and Chris letting them all know you're alright and there's no need to worry.

-

Lunch with Matt wasn't as bad as you'd thought it would be and spending time with Matt outside of school proved to be surprisingly beneficial to your mental wellbeing. You had been taking a walk in the park chuckling at some stupid law pun Matt had made when you snapped back to reality. The date of your exam was in three days and you felt so underprepared. Noticing your sudden silence Matt nudges your shoulder. "I didn't think my comedy would kill the mood, If you didn't like that one I've got a whole notes app filled with them" Matt says. "Its not that, I'm just thinking about the exam. After tomorrow we've only got a couple more days". You remove your arm from Matts and go to sit at the bench to clear your mind and figure out what your going to do about everything. "y/n I don't want you to get upset with me but Im going to make you an offer that hopefully you can't refuse" Matt goes on to ask you something you would have surely lost your balance from the shock if your weren't already sitting down. "You can stay at my place until the exam is over. You seemed to have slept better with me at the house and as much as you would hate to admit it we work really well together. My best grades are from when I study with you. "

You feel your resolve melting and as much as you want to keep your regular bitch attitude with Matt he's doing something really nice. Most of all he doesn't need to do any of this. He didn't need to spend the night or come to the apartment to check up on you, he didn't need to get you lunch or take a walk around the park with you and most of all Matt didn't need to worry, but he did. Or does... you don't know but what you do know is Matt is right. In a way things have always worked better when you've done them with Matt. Group projects, study sessions and even those dreaded mock trials. If you were any less oblivious you would realise Matt challenges you in a way you like. In a way that drives you to be better and in times like this it means everything. " I can't believe I'm saying yes but I will move in with you for three nights and four days" you don't know why but you're smiling. "Its settled then, let's shake on it roomie" "shut the fuck up".

[buddie911abc]

911 Review Season 1 Episode 2- Let Go

Caveat: I am up-to-date on all 911 episodes. For my reviews, I attempt to rewatch and remember my first impressions. I will occasionally, compare it to what I know now. I’ll try to warn of spoilers that are current when necessary.

Emergencies: The first emergency is for a roller coaster malfunction. The emergency has a Buck focus, and the outcome leaves one of the victims dead. It wasn’t Buck’s fault, but it was his first loss. It hits him hard. For a show like 911, we know they can’t always win so I wasn’t surprised that someone didn’t make it. It has to happen. The rescue didn’t end well, but it was a good story to tell.

The second call is from a man cornered by a couple of Dobermans. Athena makes the rescue with a couple of burgers. The man leaves only for Athena and Hen to discover, that they helped a burglar escape. Athena doesn’t let that go; by the end of the episode, she has him. After all, the idiot called 911 from his cell phone.

The third call is for a window washer hanging from a building. Buck pulls back because he’s afraid of losing someone else. Not doing the job makes him feel worse.

The fourth call is a guy threatening suicide because he believes his wife is cheating on him. Bobby encourages Buck not to pull back. Instead, Buck pulls off a rappelling move to save the guy. It was a great save.

The final emergency is a cliffhanger. Athena finds her 14-year-old daughter unconscious from taking an overdose of hydrocodone pills.

Personal Stories/Getting to Know: We are getting to know Buck in small increments, but by the end of the episode there is a better picture of who he is or who he wants to become. Buck has already started to think about changing from his womanizing ways, and the tragedy on the roller coaster has him focused on something other than his libido. (Therapist aside) We get our first glimpse of a guy who genuinely wants to help people, and then have him face that he can’t always help everyone. This gives several opportunities for him to interact with other characters like Bobby, Athena, Abby, and Chimney. That is a definite plus.

We also get another look at Abby. She now has a connection to Buck through a first-episode 911 call that he was able to assist her and Athena in resolving. If you remember episode one, Buck had a small redemption arc by helping them, which earned him a second chance with Athena. It also made Abby curious about him. In episode two, she finally gets a peek at what he looks like when he is interviewed on the news about the roller coaster accident. Abby is older than Buck, but she is not creepy-older so I can see the potential there, and frankly, women should be able to dip below the line occasionally just like men do.

Athena and Michael are still working through their post “Michael coming out to his children story arc.” Some of how they interact is still intimate which has the potential to send mixed signals. Professionally, we see Athena in her work element. I am such an Angela Bassett fan. Queen!!! We also get to see her friendship with Hen. Special shoutout to Hen for her honesty. “Athena, spoiler alert. Your husband likes boys, so that ring ain’t gonna’ be on much longer.”

Bonus: We meet a new side character, Carla. She’s sassy and smart. This opinion never changes.

Subtext: I’m not great at picking up subtext unless it is blatant, so I’m not going to say there was no subtext in this episode, but there was none that I noticed.

Likes/Dislikes: One "like" for episode two is the way that the aftermath of the first emergency followed Buck's story for the episode while simultaneously not overshadowing all the other storylines present. Another plus is the conversation between Buck and Bobby about loss. By the end of the conversation, Buck has redeemed himself from the a*$hole he was in episode one. I can say this even though he slept with his therapist which I consider more of a failure on her part since she was supposed to be the professional in that situation.

Ships: Buck/Abby, Buck/Therapist-- The therapist was a one-shot to remind us where Buck is coming from, so it's safe to remove Buck/Therapist as a shipping possibility. However, Buck/Abby has all the elements to indicate where Buck is trying to go. It's still early, but the phone conversations, the way Abby initiated them, and his thoughtful response to being asked out all of those things have the foundations for a good ship. I'm pulling a dingy out of the bag to test the waters.

Favorite quote from this episode: There were a few great one-liners. See above for Hen’s, but the winner goes to Carla, referring to Buck and asking Abby, “You know that big hunk of man meat?” LOL That whole conversation between Carla and Abby was so good I had to rewind and watch it twice.

Rating: Four Stars. Mainly because we are still getting to know people.

[courtney-deserved-better]

my fair lady: part five - a gwourtney choose your own adventure!

(part one | part two | part three | part four) (read on ao3)

enough preamble. here's part five!

“I’ve got an idea,” Courtney says, eyes glinting deviously. “What if we offer them both alliances, and not tell the other party that we’re doing so. That way we can stay on top of both of their plans, but make the decisions that serve our alliance, just the two of us, best.”

Gwen gapes at her. “You’re scaring me a little right now.”

“Oh—sorry?”

“No, no, it’s a good thing! I mean, it’s a good plan. You could outsmart Heather with that kind of strategy.”

“That’s the plan. Speaking of Heather, you talk to her and Noah, and I’ll offer Alejandro an alliance?”

“Deal,” Gwen says, as Chris begins to herd the teenagers onto the bus.

“Alejandro!” Courtney calls, grabbing the boys arm and dragging him to a seat with her. “Now that you’re on Team Amazon, let me give you a rundown on how things work here. While we don’t have an official leader, I’m pretty much—”

“Don’t listen to anything she says,” Heather says, making her way to the back of the bus. Noah follows her, Owen gazing at him forlornly.

Gwen follows the two, and sits in the row in front of them.

“Welcome to the team,” Gwen says, twisting around to face Heather and Noah.

“I gotta say, I didn’t see that coming,” Noah says.

Heather nods. “Though I suppose it could make it easier…”

She glances at Noah.

“To eliminate Alejandro?” Gwen whispers.

They both stare at her.

“Look, I overheard your conversation about teaming up against him, alright? Courtney did too, and we want in. To get him kicked off. I haven’t mentioned it yet, because it’s really hard for me to say this, but… I agree with you, Heather. He’s untrustworthy.”

“God, that sounds good to hear,” Heather says.

Nice. I knew making her feel like the smart one would make it easier to lie to her.

“And Courtney’s definitely threatened by him,” Gwen says. “That’s why she’s trying to show off to him right now. Alejandro can do just about anything. Which is great when he’s on your team, but once the merge hits…”

“My thoughts exactly,” Noah says.

“So will you keep us in the loop? Make sure we’re on the same page so we can vote him out together?”

Heather looks to Noah.

Noah looks to Heather.

“Yeah,” Heather says, “we all know I don’t like you, Gwen—”

“Feeling’s mutual.”

“—but I don’t like Alejandro a whole lot more. I say us three—and Courtney, if you want to include your little gal pal in all of this—”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“—work to lose the challenge this round, so we can get him out right away.”

“Losing is gonna be the toughest part of this challenge,” Noah says, jerking a thumb in the direction of the new Team Chris. “We’re up against Stalkerlicious, her reluctant malewife, Tumble Toes, and Owen, who is the only person I consider a friend on this bus, but the guy’s no Alejandro, in that there’s no way he can carry Team Chris.”

“Why can’t we just not do anything?” Gwen asks. “That way there’s no risk of winning.”

“But there is risk of Alejandro catching onto our plan,” Heather says.

“And if he catches on, he could win the challenge himself for the team,” Noah says. “Guy’s super capable.”

“Well, there’s nine of us,” Gwen says. “The merge probably won’t hit next episode, so we’ll still have another shot if we win this challenge.”

“The biggest goal is making sure he doesn’t catch on to what we’re doing,” Heather says. “Even if that means winning this challenge. I do miss first class…”

Noah sighs. “Look, I don’t want to deal with the guy anymore, and I’m sure the four of us working to lose the challenge could beat him working on his own to win it. I say we throw.”

“But if he finds out, it could screw up any future plans to get him kicked off.”

“Alejandro’s not superhuman.”

“He’s very close to it! Unfortunately.”

“Do you really think he could win the challenge on his own, with his team working against him?”

“Well, you—”

“Here’s what I think,” Gwen interrupts.

[decimadeathing]

Which of the Snakes, if any, could defeat Walpurgisnacht?

How easy does Ocelot make it look in comparison?

Ooh, good question! It has been A While since I last touched Metal Gear, I still need to finish TPP lol - as a result, your answer might take a bit! I'm gonna assume our heroes can see Walpurgisnacht since it's boring to say "they all get blindsided and die the end"

I get the feeling that with BB being able to bench a fucking mech that one time in Peace Walker, at the very least he'd have the durability to just out-endure Walpurgis and beat her with brute force, if anybody - man might be a massive himbo but he gets results!

Considering Solid was able to defeat BB not once but twice (yes I know about the technicality there but Venom is pretty formidable too) I figure he might have a decently good shot of being able to beat Walpurgisnacht like BB, if he can figure out some sort of force multiplier!

Liquid is... well, Liquid. Man's got an IQ of like 170 just like Solid, but considering basic genetics is enough to defeat his brain somehow, and he lost to both V and Solid, I get the feeling Liquid alone is not gonna have a great time trying to save Mitakihara.

Solidus, it feels like it depends - On one hand, he lost to Raiden ultimately, on the other, he was the president at one point, but then the question would be if he's in office at the time of the Walpurgisnacht disaster so he can call in like, a nuke on the witch - From there the question becomes "will a nuke stop her?" and tbh, I actually don't know! (Before you say "well but what about those Scud looking thingies Homura used", those seem to be anti ship missiles used by the JSDF so they're likely an order of magnitude below a nuke)

Raiden is technically a snake too, and he's also a pretty interesting case because he displays similar durability to BB - in MGS4 at least he was able to stop a fucking boat with his cyborg powers after all not to mention the slicing a plane in half thing, so honestly he might be able to do it, especially with his katana from Revengeance!

Venom, again, I haven't completed his game (and especially considering I switched default V out for a girl because I interpret TPP as basically Deci Writes Dumb Fanfic: The Game, and a mostly-female Mother Base is basically my fantasy of being treated like a princess by a small army of lesbians) but like, he seems decently close to BB in terms of capabilities. I feel like he might have more trouble though, but like I haven't gotten to the Sahelanthropus fight so who knows! Maybe he can just caber-toss her into orbit or something!

Last but not least of our snake roster, we have The Boss! I know she's not technically a snake but she's my fave so I'm gonna include her! Obviously she'd win easily, since she is a girl and girls are magic, so being a Magical Girl in the first place is easy!* She's strong enough to beat Big Boss too, so if he could beat Walpurgis she could too by my reckoning!

Ocelot honestly strikes me as the kinda guy who would be smart enough to not get involved in the first place - his whole thing is trying to save BB after all, so a single city doesn't necessarily feel like something he'd be interested in saving in the first place unless it benefited him somehow. Since BB can probably defeat Walpurgisnacht, Ocelot would probably wind up just doing what he did in MGS3 where he supported Snake from the sidelines, in my opinion. On the other hand, if he had to save BB because he was incapacitated or something, we all know that six shots are more than enough to kill anything that moves, and Walpurgisnacht does move, so perhaps he'll find a way to ricochet his bullets for maximum damage!

All of this changes though, if you add in their allies - Liquid might be weak to suspicious heart attacks, but Liquid in REX becomes the same question of Solidus if he calls in a Minuteman III, but I think this answer is long and rambly enough already tbh

Thank you for the ask!

*(@ my fanfic mutuals, particularly degen, feel free to use this as inspiration lol)

[aeoki]

White Brim - Battle Royal: Chapter 9

Location: Forest (night) Characters: Touri, Tsukasa, Eichi & Hiyori

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ< Almost an hour later. >

Hiyori: Our situation is not looking good at all. What foul weather.

Touri: Yeah… It’s not even a probable defeat – we’re 100% gonna lose.

Hiyori: I underestimated Eichi-kun.

He’s the same type of person as Ibara – In other words, he enjoys “this sort of thing” more than anything in the world and he’s also cut out for it. Always has been.

Touri: (I see… Eichi-sama is the issue here. He’s the big elephant in the room that we can’t ignore.)

(I could’ve defeated Tsukasa easily if he was our only enemy, but I must’ve made a mistake somewhere by letting him corner us.)

(He was just lucky that the game’s rules favoured military families like his.)

(But Eichi-sama is on a much higher level – He’s more than someone who just considers what’s compatible with what.)

(The safe place Hiyori-sama went through the trouble of finding is littered with “hunters (fishermen)” that Eichi-sama sent out.)

(And we’re the ones who’re supposed to be larger in number!)

(Eichi-sama was able to make accurate readings using the radar and control the entire game space.)

(He’s moving the “hunters (fishermen)” and cleaning up the “prey (fish)”. Just like an efficient fisherman catching fish with a net.)

(He knows exactly where we are and where we’ll run, so he’ll tell the hunters to get there before the prey do to catch them. We might only be the only ones left.)

(I guess Hiyori-sama is the only person smart enough to be able to resist Eichi-sama’s ingenuity – We have to find a way to survive somehow, though.)

(Maybe he thinks it’s too boring if he catches them so quickly, so he’s just letting us swim around for a little bit longer – Like fish swimming around in a tank.)

(Eichi-sama isn’t even fighting nor hunting – He’s just admiring us as we panic and run around frantically trying to escape.)

(He’s so different from us.)

(I only know the overview of the story, but I heard that two years ago, Eichi-sama went from being a normal student that wasn’t “special��� in any way…)

(To someone who defeated his strong enemies and unified all of Yumenosaki in less than a year. He attained victory in the war and became the all-conquering “Emperor”.)

(I listened to those stories of Eichi-sama like they were a fairytale.)

(None of those things that happened in reality felt real to me.)

(But I can’t smile and listen to those stories anymore.)

(It’s only because of the game’s rules, but right now, I’m Eichi-sama’s “enemy”.)

(That’s when I felt that Eichi-sama is actually a scary person.)

(I had always been showered with affection because I was on his side, so I never noticed that fear he emitted.)

Hiyori: Touri-kun, Touri-kun. …Are you okay?

Touri: Whaa? I–I’m sorry, Hiyori-sama! My mind was elsewhere!

Hiyori: Shh… quiet now.

Touri: Oh, yeah, you’re right. Our enemies might find out where we are if we make a lot of noise.

Hiyori: Yeah. It’s the dead of night so I don’t blame you if you’re feeling sleepy and can’t focus very well.

Let’s hang in there for a little bit longer. It would be frustrating to be defeated by Eichi-kun since we’ve come this far.

I’d love to surprise-attack him and make him eat his words. I hate fighting but I hate losing even more.

Touri: Me too. But how can we do that…?

Hiyori: Hmm. It seems Eichi-kun is the one positioning all of the “hunters (fishermen)”, so he must be the “king” amongst them.

Meaning, if we can somehow touch Eichi-kun, then it should result in the “prey’s (fish)” victory.

Touri: Oh, right. That was the winning conditions for us, huh.

Hiyori: But the enemy will definitely be wary of that, so it’ll be difficult… It would be easy to shoot him from afar, but I just used up all of my bullets earlier.

We have no choice but to use our bodies to outwit him and defeat him.

Ahh, but I don’t particularly want to think about such violent things… I can’t think straight.

Touri-kun, Anzu-chan, do you two have any ideas?

I’m expecting great things from you in particular, Touri-kun. After all, you’re Eichi-kun’s favourite child.

I’m sure you’ve had numerous opportunities to watch him up close and have him teach you all sorts of things, so you should be closer to him in mindset than me.

He’s the lowest of the low – A wicked, horrible person who only looks pure on the outside.

Touri: You don’t have to go that far.

Hiyori: I still held back despite that. I don’t want to make you two see and listen to such dirty things.

Touri: Hmph. Hiyori-sama, you…

Hiyori: ? Is it strange not wanting to dirty something clean and pure?

Touri: It’s not but I feel the same way when it comes to you guys.

I wanted to let you know at the very least.

Eichi: Isn’t it about time you surrender yourselves?

Hiyori: ……!? Eichi-kun, you caught us here?

Touri: Hiyori-sama! It’s okay! I don’t think he’s talking to us!

Tsukasa: ……! ……!?

Eichi: …………

Touri: Look! I don’t know what’s going on, but it looks like Tsukasa is going against Eichi-sama…?

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[bookdragonideas]

New story idea.

In a future where lab grown liver transplants are really common, they come with their own level of danger. (Cause most are clones, they're prone to disease, failure, being rejected by the body, etc.)

So one woman can't have a lab grown one, and because the lab grown are so common she can't get a normal, one either. Plus she's got a rare blood type or something, so it's gonna be hard to find a donor no matter what.

Well her son is really desperate. Loves his mom, wants to save her, etc. So he starts tracking down all five people who could possibly give her their liver. Well, due to shenanigans only one would actually work. A young lady about his age. But she can't just give him her liver. And she's in perfect health. Her liver wouldn't be available until after it was to late for his mom. So. He resolves to kill her for her liver.

Cue hijinks as he tries to murder her (in a way that wouldn't harm that precious liver) and she tries to outwit/survive his murder attempts.

They're both really desperate and super smart so it's this high stakes chase as they both try think up increasing outrageous plans to win. He's to smart to get caught doing illegal stuff, she has enough money to leave the country, he scams the lottery to follow her, she cons a billionaire out of their private jet to skip town, he saves the life of some world leader just so he can get a limo ride to New York. It just gets more and more ridiculous.

Well eventually they have this mutual respect. And due to some more shenanigans they end up disguised and falling for each others disguises. And falling for each other. They end up bonding and empathize with each other. Totally in love. She starts to consider letting her enemy win after her boyfriend tells her about his mother's plight. He ends up moralizing if it's right to kill someone so like his girlfriend.

And then... identity reveal. They instantly go back to trying to kill each other.

But they see each other as people now.

He ends up deciding to stop. His mother will die. But he won't become a monster to save her. She'll understand.

And then he gets a call.

She's dead. His girlfriend/target has gotten into a car crash and died.

Hes horribly regretful and guilty. Wishes he had done something differently. But hey. At least he can now save his mom now, right?

He rushes to the hospital where her body is. Determined to make at least one good thing come out of this tragedy. But when he gets there...

She died of liver failure after her liver was damaged in the car crash.

Now here's the kicker.

All of this. ALL OF THIS! Was happening, while in the background a MUCH bigger plot was going on. A big old save-the-world, superheros giving everything to save earth, If-we-don't-step-up-everyone-will-die-and-it-will-be-painful, Type story.

The ENTIRE universe was at stake. And these two people were trying to murder each other over a LIVER.

And the title?

Liver or Die

With one of those unbearably cheesy romance covers.

[brassringed]

damian said , " don't you dare try and blame me for that. "

ONE WAY OR ANOTHER, he'd win this tug - of - war eventually. stubborn as a pitbull, jey'd been jerking the line for weeks, months even, to see if he'd get to the other end. what he'd find there.. if it was smart to've started pulling in the first place. every peek further, snuck when the opportunity arose, had promised it would be. sooner or later. when butted heads stopped cracking and his own uncertainty stopped pulling hands back from where they'd wandered.

" ey, i ain't blamin' you for nothin'... " he was. had been for as long as there'd been blue in his hair and the shining gold of a cross dangling from his ear. jey pointed a stern finger at the cause of too many headaches, unflinching for those pointed back at him as a result. " —all i'm sayin' is you keep walkin' up on me, it ain't my fault i swing. " reach out and graze against the leather of a strap he'd caught himself in the throes of a pause, considering the repercussions of hooking it. one more thing he thinks he can yank into place.

arms up, palms offered, it's as close to a truce as jey's willing to get. as close to a confession as his tongue can manage while gold teeth attempt to hold it in place. " you gonna stay pressed, papi, or nah ? " / @cultservate

[lexxiie]

Can you write bnha boys if the reader broke up with them? It's okay if you don't want to :)

I'm gonna write this for my personal favourites, but let me know if you would want a part 2 with some of the other guys.

Pairing: Shigaraki x reader | Dabi/Touya x reader | Hawks/Keigo x reader | Shouto x reader

Fandom: My hero academia

When You Break Up With Them

TOMURA SHIGARAKI

He knew it.

He knew this day would come, he knew someone like you didn't belong with someone like him, he knew you deserved better.

So why did it hurt so much?

He would be lying if he said a part of him wasn't relieved.

He knew you would be better off without him, and he wanted you to be safe.

But he also had hope.

Hope that maybe there would come the day when he could be a safe place for you.

A day when you could be happy together.

But that wasn't gonna happen.

He can't be loved. He should've known.

He sincerely hopes that this is for the better. That you will find that life he had dreamt for you elsewhere.

Still, he really wishes things could be different. He doesn't want to lose you; you are the only thing that made him happy in a very long time.

Rage consumes him, but it's not because of you. It's because of him. He's furious with himself for not being able to be a man who you would want around.

TOUYA TODOROKI

Shit.

It was to be expected.

Who would wanna spend the rest of their life with someone who looked like him?

He certainly wouldn't.

No. No, he would. He would if it was you.

So why didn't you? Or maybe it's not because of that? Of course it's because of that.

A thousand thoughts fly through his head.

Maybe he was a dick to you without realizing. But he doesn't understand how... He really tried to pull some semblance of a man for you.

Maybe it was just too hard for you to see him in pain, as you said.

How was he supposed to move on from you when he loved you so much?

For a split of second, he considered leaving his desire for revenge behind if that meant you would stay.

But he couldn't. Not after everything he had done.

The truth was that he was yours, even if you weren't his.

His impulsive nature would make him keep an eye on you to make sure that you are alright, even when you aren't together anymore.

However, you made him want to be a better person. Now that you were gone, he had no reason to hold back anymore.

KEIGO TAKAMI | HAWKS

No, no, no, no.

What did he do wrong?

He can fix it, he can be better!

He has been alone his whole life and meeting you was like living in a new world.

He doesn't want you to go, he won't love anyone as much as he loves you.

Was it the fact that he spent too much time at work?

He just really doesn't get why.

Maybe you just fell out of love with him.

He could win your heart back right? If he was able to do it once, he could do it again.

Honestly, he is in complete denial. He really can't let go.

Would spend even more time at work just to avoid thinking of you.

It hurts.

His parents had left him, yes, but this was a different kind of hurt. He thought he had found his forever with you.

What hurt the most was to think that maybe you never felt the way he felt about you.

Even after a while of not being together, he won't miss the chance to try to win you back every time he sees you. But you already moved on, and now he'll have to watch it.

SHOUTO TODOROKI

why?

He's genuinely very confused.

He was good at everything, specially at things he really wanted.

So why did he fail this?

Was it because he's too boring? He had heard many people say that before.

Did he not pay enough attention to you?

Did he... Did he treat you like his father treated his mother?

Maybe it was in his blood.

And if that was the case, you would be better far away from him.

He doesn't want you to end up like Rei. He won't allow it.

So he doesn't stop you. He doesn't ask you to stay even when that's all he wants to do.

If being away from him means being alright, then that's what you should do.

You are a smart woman, he knows it. If you decided to be far from him, then you must have a good reason.

And he'll respect that, even if it tortures him to be away from you.

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A Sister's Love

Pairing: Platonic Damian Wayne x Al Ghul!Reader

Warnings: Injuries and blood. Drugging, Trafficking and sexual assult but these are not the main themes.

Word Count: 4.9K

Summary: You realize you have a lot to learn about yourself outside of your little brother, Damian's, shadow.

A/N: Was originally gonna make this a Dick Grayson x Reader but realized it would be weird cuz of mixed families and stuff. And I don't wanna be pushing the boundaries of incest.

Growing up in the League of Assassins meant a lot of things for you. It meant that you were raised to be powerful and commanding. It meant you knew how to kill a man in 47 different ways and counting. It meant that you were raised to rightfully think that you were the best.

Although for every good thing there was always cons. Your schedule was rigid and your peers were unfeeling. Your mother most of all, but that didn't stop you from trying to win her affection. It was the reason why when your little brother was born you felt threatened.

That was until you met little Damian. Your mother had handed him to you with a smile of pride that she never showed you and you hated him. But then you saw his precious little face, a nose tinier than a button and adorable lips that were curled into a pout. He was so beautiful.

Since then, you put any differences you might have had with your mother behind you. According to Ra’s it would have been a mistake to show Damian such tenderness, to teach him about loyalty to your heart, instead of without it.

But Talia couldn't ignore the tug she felt in her heart seeing you and Damian together. You still worked hard, harder than she had ever seen before, now determined not to show that you were weak and have them take your brother from you. Damian followed your example, training to her approval, however taxing it was for him.

And more importantly, Damian loved you. You were the first woman he had ever loved and he was smart enough to know that would never be a mistake. You were his shelter in a storm, his fire in the cold. You were the best sibling that anyone could ever even dream of.

But then you had to part. At age 10, Damian went to live with his father, Bruce Wayne. You had never met the man when he was with your mother and you assumed you wouldn't need to, he wasn't your father.

Both you and Damian didn't want to leave each other. You'd miss your little brother and you'd miss the feeling in your chest whenever you'd look at him. Damian would miss home; he would miss your presence and he would miss the familiarity. But he couldn't stay.

That's something you learnt at the League. Damian couldn't stay, with you. He was meant for bigger things than you.

Another thing you learnt was that you didn't have to stay either. You wanted to see the world, see what everything else had in store for you. And your mother, bless her, gave you her blessing.

Of all the things the league taught you, there were things they missed out on. And a part of you was thankful for that. Because you enjoyed the feeling of wide-eyed wonderment when you stepped into a train station for the first time ever.

You had never tasted a chocolate muffin before, you realized as you stuffed your face at a local bakery. Coffee and chocolate muffins went well together. You liked sweet things better than spicy things, you noted when you didn't enjoy the tteokbokki you bought at a Korean food stall.

People were kind, not foolish. They smiled at you when you came in and genuinely asked you where you were headed. Like the woman you met on the tram who was heading to Washington DC. Even through the short ride, the two of you had bonded and she had left you with her phone number and a promise that if you were ever in DC, you would ring her up. Diana was trusting, too trusting. You could have assumed it was because she was stupid, but you wanted to believe it was because she was smarter than even you.

Some people were kind like her but of course, some were impolite and pig-headed. You of course didn't waste any time putting them in their place. Maybe that was why you shouldn't have any faith in humanity.

But isn't humanity just the thing you should be putting faith in?

It was fun at first, discovering new things, seeing how people really lived outside of books and things taught to you back at the League. You knew everything, you weren't naive enough to be oblivious but reading about something was miles apart from actually experiencing it.

After a while however, you got lonely, it was a huge world with people constantly moving and you've come to realize that unless you're with somebody, you can't really move from your place. Instead, you'd be stuck watching all of them. So, you sought after your brother.

It was easy enough to track Bruce Wayne, he lived in a house large enough to be seen from outer space. Getting to Gotham took longer than you expected. Time passed so easily when you didn't have a purpose but now that you had somewhere you needed to be, the train couldn't go any slower.

Gotham City was less gloomy than people made it out to be. The sun was shining and the city was bustling. In some ways, it seemed a little homey. Maybe that was because you didn't have to worry about someone hurting you. If anything, they should pray that they don't choose you as their next victim.

Of course, you could've gone to Wayne Manor and introduced yourself civilly but you wanted to see Damian more than anything and didn't want to delay it any longer. And more than that, you wanted to see Damian is his cute little school uniform.

That's what led you to wait outside of the well-reputed Gotham University, waiting patiently for the bell to ring and students to file out of it. You already knew that they wouldn't come out singing like in the movies but a very small fraction of you still hoped.

Your heartrate increased with every passing minute, excited to meet your brother after nearly a year of being apart. Eventually, the bell did ring and students began trickling out of the doors, looking like bumble bees, excitedly zipping around and talking to their friends.

'Would this have been my life if I was never born in the League?' You wondered, looking at a girl who was animatedly chatting with her friend, arms interlocked as they moved towards the parking lot where their parents were waiting.

When you finally saw Damian, you suddenly felt out of place. Like an outsider watching someone else's brother when you saw his eyes lock onto someone in the commons. Even though you weren't on the school campus, you could still recognize who it was.

Richard Grayson, oldest son of Bruce Wayne, waiting to pick up your little brother on a motor cycle.

And for the first time in your life, you experienced insecurity, watching them greet each other like brothers. The feeling was sour and you wondered if it was a mistake coming here, thinking that you still had a place here.

It was true, people didn't move from their place unless they had someone to go with. You hadn't felt fulfilled like that since your brother stopped being at your side. He was everything you knew. It was just your mistake for thinking that in the year apart your brother wouldn't have found anyone either.

***

"Drake, pull up the security cameras from today at my school parking lot." Damian ordered, stepping into the Batcave.

"No 'Hello', no 'How you doing?', it's always 'Tim, do this' 'Drake, do that'," Tim commented sarcastically but still pulled up whatever he needed, "And then as soon as I give you what I want, you're going to forget me again. And not even visit the kids."

Dick spared him a laugh at his dramatic scene, ruffling his hair as greeting and then turned his attention to the screen. The footage was played at double the speed until Damian's eyes locked onto just what he wanted to find.

It was just for a second, when Dick's motorcycle had zoomed past but that was all he needed. Damian had seen your face and it wasn't any mistake, he'd know you even if he was blind. Even though he was so sure it had been you, he still couldn't hide the way his body froze, eyes wide when he saw your face.

It was the same face he'd see every night before he went to bed and the very first person he wanted to see every time he woke up. Your image was what came into his mind when he thought of being nurtured, when he thought of being safe.

There was a time when he was younger, too young, there was a thunder storm. He doesn't remember much from the night, just hiding his face against your chest and you wrapping a blanket around him. His mother trained him even harder the next day, until he almost dropped but he'd never forget curling up to your warmth. Not even now, when he knew that thunder storms were the least of his fears.

It was as simple as that. With his father and brothers, he didn't have to worry about looking weak, he didn't think of love as a weakness, rather he considered it as the fuel behind strength. Yes, his father taught him well. And now he would show you just how much he's grown. So, you can be proud of him.

"We need to find her."

"Why? Who is she?"

"My sister."

***

Of all the things you wanted to experience, visiting a bar was one of them. Was the air really enough to intoxicate you? Were you really going to lose all sense when you stepped into it? Would be able to drink your troubles away?

You were sorely disappointed. The alcohol didn't taste good, it burned when you swallowed it and made your tongue feel fuzzy. The music was so loud that your brain began throbbing against your skull to the beat of the song.

Men were picking fights and women were having fun but even then, you couldn't find it in yourself to get up and actually have fun. I mean, how were you supposed to? How was cosying up against a drunk man supposed to make you feel better? How was getting lost in throngs of sweaty people who didn't know what personal space was meant to improve your mood?

If anything, it just reminded you of just how pathetic your life was.

You were realizing you had no purpose. Damian was all you had known for years now, knowing only to protect him with your life and love him with your heart. Who were you without him? What did you like? What made you happy outside from your duty at the league?

A man knocking into you brought you out of your thoughts, which had been happening all night. Except this man stopped in front of you and gave you a smile that turned your stomach upside down.

"Sorry about that pretty lady, let me buy you a drink to make up for it." He spoke with a voice that was trying to be smooth but instead sounded like metal scraping over each other.

"No, thank you." You said sharply, not yet done with your Manhattan anyway. You were barely enjoying your time here as it was and you were sure another drink wouldn't change your mind.

"Not a fan?"

You shook your head at him, choosing to humour the man.

"Then let me buy you another one, if you don't like it then you have nothing to lose."

You pretended to giggle at him and he swelled with pride. Did he think he was winning?

"One Boulevardier." He told the bartender who nodded and began preparing the drink. Until it was ready, you indulged the man in front of you who reeked of cigarettes and alcohol.

He placed the drink in front of you and if you hadn't known that it would burn going down and turn you into a shell of yourself, you might have been curious to what it tasted like.

"You see that dude over there?" He nodded to a man standing in the other corner of the bar and you turned to look at him. Another man, covered in tattoos who didn't look any different than the one standing behind you.

"He's my pal, owns the bar. Ask him and he'll hook you up with free drinks tonight. For a price, of course."

You turned back around to face the man and out of the corner of your eye saw something dissolve into your drink. It was only for a second but you saw the last remaining grains turn invisible and you definitely noticed the way the once steady drink was now swirling into a vortex in the middle.

"Drink up, princess."

You smirked. Tonight, might be fun after all.

***

This was boring.

You had been pretending to be unconscious for about 40 minutes while these men drove you to some undisclosed location. Their conversations were unbelievably dry and it's not like you had anyone else to talk to. Everyone else who might have been even mildly interesting were knocked unconscious.

Eventually they pulled up to some sort of holding facility and if your assumptions were correct then this would be a midpoint before they sold all the girls here to some sort of pimp.

Once they lugged you off the truck and threw you into a room with so many other people, you could hear their breathing did you open your eyes. It seemed like this was some sort of abandoned butcher or meat factory, judging by the ominous hooks hanging above your head and the metal walls. The door had been bolted shut, the only way to look through it was a small glass window.

Only after you finished taking in your surroundings did you even look at the other women who had been trapped in the room along with you. Your stomach turned.

There were so many unsuspecting faces who looked like they didn't sign up for this. Half of them looked under the influence of something, sweating profusely even in their sleep, faces scrunched up in pain. The other looked like they were forcibly taken, bruises covering their skin, hair and clothes in disarray and more than half of them had either a black eye or a swollen lip.

Maybe it was their fault for not being trained, that's what someone at the league would've said. But isn't it their captors’ fault for misusing their training, their strength, for something as vile as this?

You decided to wait, you couldn't assume that this small group of girls was the only one in the confines of the building. How many more were here?

You weren't feeling overwhelmed, not at all, not with the weapons that were littering you. A kunai hidden is either of your boots, throwing stars in your pockets hidden underneath your vest and a war fan in your pocket. You could handle these clowns without even looking up.

But it wasn't your life you were concerned about. It was the lives of these underaged, vulnerable girls who had fallen prey to these monsters.

While you were waiting a couple of the girls started to wake up. Some were still heavily drugged, still groggy when their eyes fluttered open and unable to focus onto anything. Others shot up straight as an arrow and began crying, screaming, begging for them to let them out.

They were ignored, by both their captors and you. Why try and reassure then when you weren't sure what was going to happen. More importantly, why throw off the monsters lurking outside the door that there was one woman who hadn't been phased.

Instead, you just stared blankly, trying to get comfortable and hear anything through the walls. Eventually, you heard the sound of footsteps coming towards the room. You covered the lower half of your face with a scarf, making sure that anyone who left here alive today, wouldn't be able to remember your face. Whether it be as a saviour or their punisher.

The girls whimpered and curled into one another, crying quietly and you felt sympathy. There was no way they'd be able to move forward from this without having fear stab at their heart with every step they took. You could only hope they had something in their life that would make them feel safe.

For tonight, you'd be that for them.

A few men opened the door with a cruel smile, stepping inside for a second before bolting it shut. They flaunted guns and other weapons to the girls, finding pleasure where there should be compassion and worry. You were disgusted watching their smirks twist maniacally when the girls cried harder seeing them brandish their weapons.

One of the men stepped forward and grabbed the girl closest to him who begged and cried to spare her. His disgusting hand might as well be made of acid because you almost felt the sick burn when it snaked between her legs and copped a feel while she sobbed and screamed, trying to fight him off.

You grabbed one of your weapons and returned their sick grins with one of your own.

It was going to be hard to cop a feel when he can't feel anything.

You were going to break each and every bone in his hand to ensure that.

***

"Can I borrow your phone please?" You asked the bloody and broken man by your feet. He glared at you and spat blood on your boots, unable to do anything else. You sighed and faked a pout.

"Is it here?" You wondered, holding the dirtied boot over his ribs and his eyes widened, catching drift of what you were about to do. You rammed your foot into his broken ribs, courtesy of yourself, and he screamed bloody murder. Music to your ears.

"Apparently not. Want me to check your pants?" You asked, raising a brow and he frantically shook his head, using whatever strength left to pull out his phone from his pocket and you smiled, thanking him quietly.

"Now, let's hope that one blow is enough to put you out of my misery." You sang, punching him right in the face and he passed out. Lightweight.

You took a look around the place, seeing bodies littered over the place like confetti. Blood was scattered on the ground and you're sure if people looked hard enough, they'd find someone's teeth. You on the other hand looked fine.

You sat on the floor, crossing your legs comfortably, tired after the fight and dialled a number onto the phone.

"Hello, police?"

"Yes, how can we help you?"

"Well, there's a sex trafficking scam going on at my location. Quite shoddy but they have a number of women trapped here and it would be nice if you could send backup to have them escorted home safely."

"A sex trafficking scam?"

"Well, it could be just a regular trafficking scam but I'm not too sure."

"All right, I'll have someone check it out."

"Good, and I realize you might get a lot of calls like this but please don't talk to me like I'm an idiot. Tell your people to send a couple of ambulances as well, you'll need them."

"Of course."

You could only hope the person on the other end of the line would eat their words when it was on the front of the newspaper. For now, your work was done.

In the meantime, how were you going to get anywhere from here? Where even were you? Was there anyone even conscious here who could give you directions? Or would you have to call the police again to find out where to go?

Not that you'd wait long enough for them actually arrive here. You'd return to the bar way before that for another drink. Maybe now you'd actually be able to enjoy one.

Just as you were about to leave, you heard a creak coming from the other end of the warehouse. It echoed through the halls and you leapt to your feet, soundless moving to hide in the shadows and pulling out a kunai.

The footsteps that followed it were light and airy, barely even touching the ground. They were trained, whoever they were. You kept your ears open in order to hear something.

"Whoever was here was trained." You heard someone comment.

"Are you really that stupid, Nightwing? It's obvious that my sister was the one who took out this ring and reported it." Came the snappy reply back and your breath caught in your chest. Make no mistake, that was your brother's voice.

"We must find her."

He was actually looking for you? He knows you're here? You're not entirely surprised, you haven't exactly been careful or stealthy when it came to concealing your face around Gotham. A mistake on your part but you couldn't have been more relieved.

You still remained quiet, not wanting to disturb the flow, not wanting to interrupt. You had the mind of a soldier but when there was no one to follow you seemed more like a sheep. It made you feel slight shame, that you were unable to stick up for yourself despite being so many things.

Maybe, the league wasn't the best thing for you.

Immediately you scraped the thought from your mind, berating yourself for even thinking that. The league had given you everything, everything you were today was because of them. You were strong and calculating, the leagues proud soldier.

You were proud of your roots, thankful that you grew up to be the person you were. They had given you everything, and your brother was just one of the gifts that you had been blessed with in your life.

"Damian." You spoke softly, stepping out of the shadows. His head snapped towards you, eyes widening when he took in your form. It really was you. His sister.

Damian wasted no time in bounding towards you and you knelt down to meet his eye level, catching him with open arms. A part of your heart sang when you realized he was still small enough to fit in your arms. He still held you close. He still loved you.

"I've missed you, Ya Amar." You spoke softly, cradling his head that was buried in the junction of your neck.

"I as well, Okhti."

***

Damian was ecstatic that you were in Gotham. Of course, it didn't look like it to anyone but everyone who knew him well could tell that he was happy that his sister was home with him. He didn't wait for even two seconds when you got to the Batcave (much to Bruce's surprise) to show you all his pets.

The next few days would be considered the best of his life.

Damian wanted to be as close to you as possible, sitting near you during meals, training with you, talking with you, even going as far to sneak into your temporary bedroom at night for cuddles. He certainly got more comfortable showing affection since the last time you were around.

He showed you his hobbies like painting and sketching and you were impressed. He had the skills to be doing something like this? Damian had picked up many new talents and many new stories since you last saw him and he was eager to share them all with you.

The next few days would be considered the worst of your life.

You had found Damian now, so why didn't you still feel fulfilled? Why did you feel like something was missing? Like this wasn't meant for you? Why weren't you satisfied?

Why did you feel envious that Damian got to experience so many things? Why did you feel resentment against him when you realized you never got the same things he has?

Your life felt like it amounted to nothing.

You loved your brother but so far you had just been living for him. And now that you realized there were parts of the world that you wanted to see. There were thoughts in your mind that were of your own and desires that you didn't have to explain to anyone. As long as it made sense to yourself.

And you realize one thing with an aching heart.

You couldn't stay here in Gotham.

"Does Damian know?" Bruce asked you one day when you had asked him a favour. Bruce so far had been a little cold and unfeeling ever since you had met him in the Batcave uninvited. His feelings towards you got more negative when you gave an offhanded comment about how you thought he was taller. But he was the only one you could ask for a favour. He was the father to your beloved brother and you could only hope he would offer you the same consideration.

You had asked him for a flight to Washington, to see if Diana really meant what she said. To take a leap of faith for the first time in your life.

You shook your head no, "Not yet. I'm hoping he will take the news well. It's not like I'm leaving forever. I just—I need to—" You trailed off, unable to find the right words.

Bruce nodded, "I understand. Just tell him before you go. I don't think I've ever seen him this happy before."

"It makes me feel worse." You admitted, feeling a little guilty. How could you not feel happy at your brother’s happiness?

"You need some time to figure out that your world is yours. No one else should determine how you feel about yourself."

"You are very wise," You said softly, "Thank you."

***

"I love you dearly, Damian." You tried to coerce him from his room where he had locked himself in only 5 minutes ago. No doubt he was sulking since he found out that you would be leaving for DC in two days’ time.

"If you did, you wouldn't be leaving!" His voice was muffled, as if his face was buried in his pillow or even Titus. You had been trying to coax him into open the door for 20 minutes now and had multiple offers from Grayson, which you turned down.

"Oh, for the love of—Damian Wayne, you open this door right now!" It was silent for a moment before you heard the lock click open and took that as the indication from him to step into his room.

It was large and from the moment you stepped in, it was easy to tell the space was his. There were swords mounted on the wall, paintings on the wall adjacent to it. His desk was tidy and in the corner of his room, there were multiple easels and sketch pads.

Damian was sulking on his bed and you sighed, feeling guilty. You sat beside him and ran your fingers through his hair. Even though he was upset with you, he still sank into your touch, feeling comforted by mere contact.

"It's not forever, Damian. Wherever I'm going, I'm going to come back. I just need some time to myself." You tried to explain.

"But why!"

"The league taught me well, Damian. But it taught me to live like a soldier, but not as a person. There are so many things that I don't know about myself. What do I like? What do I want to do with my life? And I need to figure it out for myself."

"Why can't you do that here?"

You gave him a pained look and realization dawned on him, "Because of me."

"Damian, in the time we spent apart you learnt so many things about yourself. That you like animals, that you like art. There are so many blanks in my life and I need the distance to figure it out. I need to understand myself." You explained wistfully.

It was true, there were so many blanks in your life. You didn't even know what food you liked better, what hobbies you enjoyed. You wanted to experience new things, without the influence of Damian, without relying on him. And more importantly, you were scared you would put Damian above yourself time and time again.

It was all you knew. Damian was worth more than your life, worth more than your heart. But if that was true, you wanted to know at least what your heart was worth to you. If you didn't hold any value to yourself, it would be foolish to think you would to anyone else.

You needed the distance. You needed something new. You wanted to dive into uncharted waters and figure out the magic for yourself, without anyone to help you.

"It's not forever," You reminded gently, "I'm going to come back, I can promise you that."

Damian began leaning until his head was settled in your lap and you chuckled, gently scratching his scalp and he nestled into your belly. Hard to believe this was the same boy who left only a year ago. You wondered if you would change as much as he did or if you were stuck in your ways now.

"Okay," He said, voice muffled and you smiled, "I hope you find what you're looking for."

"Thank you for your blessing, Ya Amar. It means the world to me. I love you; you know that."

"I do." He said, now wrapping his arms around your waist, "I love you too."

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