#i think today it is a message from God thi

[pinkmoondoll9shihtzu]

You can run You can hide But you cant Escape My Love

[little-annie]

NSFW STEDDIE & STOBIN TEXT CHAIN

Steve normal text. Robin’s Bold. Eddie's Italicized Bold

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___Bird Brain___

Rob

Bobby

Bobin

What? Im literally right next to you

And were at work Dingus get off of your phone.

No.

I'm. Uh.

?

You know the shop across the street???

?

The mecanic

Mecanic

Fuck

Mechanic

Okay.

They have a new guy

Okay.

And?

Gay.

Literally, what?

I think I'm gay.

Steve

Cuz like he's just so pretty

Steven

And that Haut

Stephanie

Hair

Hey whore

Wut

Bathroom talk. Now.

Were working.

You and I both know no one rents movies on a Tuesday at 10am

Bathroom.

Now.

To the porcelain thrown

You know sometimes I forget youre an idiot 20 something

then you go and say shit like that

…

Bitch.

Whore.

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How do I tell if a mans gay or whatever its is that I am,

,

Fuck

?

Bi schedule

Bi sexual

Ducking auto correct

Babe. I hate to break it to you but your auto correct is as dyslexic as you are. You basically train it

I-

Huh.

Well ghen.

Anywho.

Gay.

Whats he wear? Any piercings? Tattoos? Whats his hair like?

Oh! This is important. DOES. HE. HAVE. A. HANKY. IN. A. BACK. POCKET???

black overalls and a black shirt. Lots. I think. His ears literally look shiny from across the street. Lots of tattoos too.

And yes??? What's that have to do with anything? My papa had a hanky and I'm pretty she he wasn't gay

He probably was. Being Bisexual is genetic.

Actually?

No Dingus.

But like the man was in the navy? Right?

Ya

Gay.

Stfu

ANYWAY

HANKY.

YES.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

FUCK YEAH.

WHATS IT LOOK LIKE AND WHAT POCKET?

???

it's black

Oh hes kinky

What side pocket

It switches.

I bet it does

Gay.

That is a gay man Steven.

Go get your dick sucked or your booty bumped or whatever it is the kids are doing these days.

Eating ass

EXCUSE

yeah. It's a thing.

:0

Robin you literally munch so much carpet. whats the difference if its the rug at the back door.

Never.

Ever.

Say.

That.

Again.

Bubble bath privileges revoked.

You whore.

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The bath is sad with no bubbles Bob.

Make your own.

…

Okay. Ew. Stop. Stink ass. I can hear you. And the neighbors probably can too.

Are you sorry?

Not really.

Well pretend to be.

Kay.

IM SO SORRY

…

:’(

better

Your bubble bath is under the sink

:D

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Eddie

Wut.

Thats your new lovers name.

WUT

ROBIN.

WHAT DID YOU DO.

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*1 new message* Hi -the weirdo with long hair who works across the street (Eddie)

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I hate you

BTW babe you have a date on Tuesday

ROBIN IT IS TUESDAY

oh ya.

Well you have a date today gay boy

…

I need to leave

The fuck you do

Yeah. I fucking do.

I need to shower

And shave

And

I dont know

What do you do before a gay date

Prep?

For what?

Oh honey

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Should this hurt?

8⁰

Don't tell me

Are u?

Yes.

Shut up.

…

Does it hurt

Like.

Kinda?

Lube. Oh my god. LUBE. Steve I swear to Dolly, if youre prepping your fucking asshole right now, IN THE FUCKING WORK BATHROOM

I

WILL

END

YOU

:*

Youre a whore. Oh my god.

STEVEN I CAN HEAR YOU.

STOP.

This is nice.

Why havent I done this before.

Where's the protest

Prostate

Rob?

Brain me. Educate me please.

…

Nvm

Oh fuck

Found it

Definitely found it

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME

like good for you babe. I love you and support you but OH MY GOD YOU WHORE GET YOUR FINGERS OUT OF YOUR ASS WERE AT WORK.

…

You really think Id do that

Obviously

Im fucking with you

Im just googling shit and well taking a shit.

Fuck you

Love you

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*2 New messages.* um. So. Im Eddie. Your coworker. Robin? Gave me your number and said we're going out tonight???

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Dingus have you answered your husband yet

FUCK. NO. WHAT DO I SAY.

well you could send him a picture of your ass

Or your tits

Or your weeeen

Or all of the above

Like a package deal

Hehe. Package.

Robin.

Ugh. Wut.

Be serious.

Fiiiiine. Introduce yourself. Tell him youre excited for tonight. Make a plan for your date. (Other than the reservation I booked you at Enzos) and then tell him you thi know hes pretty and you want to have his babys.

He is pretty.

And like. Id definitely let him try to get me pregnant

ANSWER HIM.

FINE.

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___Future Husband___

um. Hi. First of all I'm so sorry for my friend. She likes to get her nose into my business. Second.

…

Ithinkyourereallyprettyandimexcitedfortonight.

At the risk of being too forward. I like literally saw you my first day at the shop and have wanted to talk to you since. Cuz. Yeah. Pretty doesnt even begin to explain what you are. Like. Bro. Have my babies.

FUCK

I CANT BELIEVE I SAID THAT

disregard the baby thing

I dont know about getting pregnant. But Im up for practice.

Like.

If you are???

8⁰

… like

Now?

My breaks in 20

Fuck

Really?

Meet me at the van across the street

:*

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___Bird Brain___

STEVE

STEVEN

YOU WHORE

ARE YOU GETTING YOUR BACKDOOR RUG MUNCHED ???

OMG

YOU ARE

THE VAN ACROSS THE STREET IS SHAKING

AND ID BET YOUR LEFT NUT THAT YOURE IN IT

…

GET IT I GUESS BABE

DONT GET PREGNANT

OR DO

YOU DO YOU BOO

…

youre on your own for the rest of the day Birdie

And where the fuck do you think youre going

Eddies

…

Boo you whore

But like. Get it babe.

But I also hate you.

I dont want to work in this shithole alone

Steven

Answer me

Hi Robin

This is Eddie

On Steves phone

Steve's a little… preoccupied

OH MY GOD

WHAT HAVE I DONE

YOU TWO ARE GOING TO BE DISGUSTING

BUT BRO. ILL END YOU IF YOU BREAK HIS HEART

STRAIGHT UP DIG YOU A GRAVE IN THE DITCH AND BURN OFF YOUR FINGERPRINTS AND BREAK YOUR TEETH SO NO ONE CAN IDENTIFY YOUR BODY.

COLD CASE BRO

what would you do about my tattoos

Fuck you

Sorry. Positions taken.

Id burn your whole body. No skin = no tattoos

I like the way you think

But in all seriousness

Mmmm imma gonna marry this boy

Hopefully before the end of the week

Fuck yeah

I call best man

[loversj0y]

omg congratulations on 200!!!! you deserve it :) it would be lovely if you could do so it goes or i think he knows for the event!!! once again so happy for you❣��

i think he knows

event masterlist

paring: wilbur soot x gn! barista reader

tws: alcohol, slightly suggestive (taylor was on something when she wrote this okay?) notes: this is my first time writing any sort of coffee shop au so it was very fun!

word count: 977

taglist: @l0veb0mb1ng / @core-queen / @zooone / @lillylvjy / @ghostsacrosslndnfields / @melunnek

Crushes were weird. You used to absolutely hate having them, especially when they came quickly. But for whatever reason, this cafe stranger changed that.

He showed up every day around 2pm and always ordered the same thing. He always chatted with you as well, especially given that 2pm came post-lunch rush so the place was mostly empty. You learned about him quickly. His name was Wilbur, and he worked in editing out of an office around the corner. He played guitar in a band, and he really like geography.. He was hot, as well, tall and with slightly curly brown hair that you wanted to know desperately what it felt like to run your hands through his hair. Not to mention, he had a fantastic fashion sense (for the most part) which just added to your attraction.

When he showed up that day, you felt your heartbeat quicken, and it felt euphoric. He flashed you a grin, and you grinned right back at him, having long done away with any notions of being subtle. 

You leaned up against the counter, “Hey, Wilbur,” you already began punching in his order, “How’s today?”

Wilbur chuckled, leaning his arms on the counter, and you were shameless in the way you peered at his forearms. “Today’s been good. Was the lunch rush bad?”

“Other than the business guy whose coffee I almost spit in, not bad.”

“Classy,” he joked, paying for his drink with a smile, “You should’ve. He probably deserved it.”

“I wouldn’t give him the privilege of tasting my spit,” you shrugged, smirking a bit. 

Before he could respond, you turned to make his drink. At this point, your flirting was entirely obvious. And, maybe it was the crush making you feel seventeen again, but God you just had to find some way to really get through to him. So what if it was a bit juvenile. Your phone number written across a cardboard drink holder was a strong way to get the message across. He took his drink, and he gave a smile at the number written there. He waved goodbye on his way out, and it wasn’t long before he texted you, making quick plans to meet for a small date not far from here for the next day.

It was nice, a small and cozy pizza place. You spent a lot of time getting ready, wanting to look really nice. You drove as well, not wanting to risk being late. You got there five minutes early, around 7:25pm. He was already there, sitting in a booth and sipping on a beer. Even from afar, he looked amazing. He was in a black button up with black pants and a white and blue racer jacket on top. You watched as he lifted his glass, taking a sip of his beer, and you felt your face heat up as you walked up.

He placed the glass down once he saw you, grinning softly and standing. 

“Hey, you made it.” He grinned, hugging you quickly.

You hugged him back with a smile, “Of course I did. Wouldn’t miss it for anything.”

He pulled away, looking over you quickly, “You look fantastic. Weird seeing you in something other than an apron for once,” he joked.

“Hey, that apron must be pretty flattering if you actually texted me.”

He flushed a bit, “I guess that’s true. I can’t say it isn’t flattering.”

You grinned, both of you sitting down. There was something so natural about being around Wilbur. Despite the ever-present stuttering of your heart, there was something so comfortable about being around Wilbur. It felt like making yourself at home, conversations rolling easily, as if you were old friends.  You both ordered food and carried on talking, and the date felt as natural as breathing.

The best thing was how easily he made you laugh. His storytelling ability alone allowed small details to become central conversations, and his jokes always made laughter bubble up in your chest. Even better was his smile. When he saw you laugh at his jokes, he always had a wide grin, his smile lyrical and beautiful. You’d never wanted anything more. And he absolutely knew. 

As he spoke, you could feel yourself getting lost in thoughts of a future with him. You wanted to know more about him, even with everything he’d already told you. You wanted to spend time with him and see the darker parts of him. You needed to actually be properly together for that to actually happen, but you wouldn’t let yourself get caught up in the details. 

“You’re zoning out on me,” he chuckled, taking a sip from his drink.

“Only a little,” you smiled.

“Care to share?”

“Can’t say I do,” you smirked softly, but you had the sense he didn’t even need the clarity to know what was going on in your head, “What do you say we get out on here?”

He smiled, nodding, “Alright. I walked here, so,”

“Oh, it’s alright. I can drive.” You hummed, and he smiled, nodding and standing. You took his hand, walking him out to your car and getting in quickly.

If you were worried about your own boldness, he didn’t let you feel it for a moment as once you’d both settled into the car, he lightly set a hand on your thigh. 

You shivered a bit under the contact, looking over at him.

“So,” he started, “Where are we going to go?”

You smiled, “I have a few ideas.”

“Oh? I think I know.” 

You smirked, whispering, “Where are we going to go?” 

“Yours or mine?”

“Yours.” You hummed, and he nodded, giving you his address quickly. 

You started driving, and as much as you knew that you wanted him, you knew even more that you didn’t have to tell him. You had a feeling he already knew.

[xx-alice-in-wonderland-xx]

Abby, Lev & Yara incorrect quotes 🖤

Abby, to Lev: Look at you! All cute and small! I could just eat you up! Lev: *proceeds to kick her in the shin and run away*  Yara, walking past: Rule number 1, don't call Lev cute or small.

Lev: Why is everyone so obsessed with top or bottom? Honestly, I’d just be excited to have a bunk bed.  Abby: Abby: I'm gonna tell him.  Owen: Don't you dare.

Abby: Today, Lev said a swear word, so Yara said that she was going to wash Lev’s mouth out with soap. Lev replied, “It’s okay, I like the taste of soap”. Turns out, they’ve both been putting soap on their lips to blow bubbles for the past hour.

Lev, gardening: Hey, can you bring me the hoe?  Abby: Yeah, sure.  *A few minutes later*  Abby: Here you go.  Lev:  Abby:  Owen: Why am I here?

Yara: Breathe, just breathe.  Lev: I’ve done nothing with my life! I’m a failure!  Their mom in Lev’s mind: Awww, that never bothered you before.

Lev on his 18th birthday: Adulting is hard.  Lev: How do I quit?  Yara: Time travel.  Abby: Die.

Lev: When Yara was born, the gods said, "She’s too perfect for this world."  Abby: Please. When I was born, the devil said, "Oh, competition."

Yara: You get turned back into a baby but you retain all your skills and memory, what do you do?  Abby: Eat a nickel.  Yara: A reminder: You have retained all your skills and memories.  Lev: Eat a nickel.  Yara: Ok.

Lev: Why does everyone want to kill Abby?  Ellie: Because, goddamnit, have you seen her? her neck looks so snappable.

*the Squad cleaning up*  Abby: Pick up the nearest piece of trash and throw it away.  Lev, to Yara: Aight, which bin do you wanna go in—

Lev: *sneaking in through their window*  Yara: *turning in their chair and flicking the light one* You want to tell me where you've been all night?  Lev: I was with Abby?  Abby: *turning in their chair* Wanna try again?

Yara: Do you support gay rights?  Lev: I’m literally trans.  Abby: He’s avoiding the question!

Yara: What did Abby do this time?  Lev: More like WHO did Abby do this time?

Lev: Self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath or putting on a lot of make up if you like that, or taking a nice warm nap and stuff like that basically.  Abby: Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you. self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists. self care is the fear in your enemies eyes.  Yara: Self care is stealing someones birthday cake just to eat the frosting.  Lev: If you touch my birthday cake I’ll make you eat your hands.

⬆️ (Lev’s never had a birthday cake 🥲)

Lev: If I die, my funeral will be the biggest party ever and you're all invited.  Yara: "If"  Abby: Great, the only party I'm ever invited to and they might not even die.

Abby: Uh, I think I got your lunch. *Holds up a note that reads: ‘I am very proud of you. Love, Yara’*  Lev: Oh yeah. I didn’t think this was for me. *Holds up a note that reads: ‘Be good. For the love of God, Please be good.’*

Yara: Nice rock.  Lev: Thanks, Abby gave it to me.  Abby: I threw it at you!  Lev: Isn’t she the sweetest?

Yara: Lev! Abby got that thing on the control panel working!  Lev: Wow! That looks pretty impressive.  Yara: Yeah!  Abby: Any idea what it does?  Lev: Not a clue.

Yara: What are you two arguing about this time?  Abby: They’re always using common phrases incorrectly!  Lev: Cry me a table, Abby.

Yara: Lev isn’t answering my messages.  Abby: Allow me.  Yara: I tried 6 times, what makes you thi-  Lev: *replying to message* Hello.

Lev, not understanding the concept of holidays since I headcannon Seraphites didn’t celebrate stuff like Christmas: Christmas is cancelled.  Abby: You can't cancel a holiday.  Lev: Keep it up, Abby, and you'll lose New Year's too.  Abby: What does that mean?  Lev: Yara, take New Year's away from Abby.

Yara, to Abby You know, Lev can be really aggressive, so it's important to take all the necessary precautions when approaching.  Lev: *blows airhorn at a seraphite* GET FUCKED!

this was so funny to make lmao 😭

[hellishere7980]

Begin Again Chapter 9 (sequel to IMW)

So here they were. All standing around THE phone. As it charged. The guilty phone which Bruce had put away in order to ‘Not give into the temptation to get Isabella, his own kid back’ as so kindly put up by Jason.

“It's an old model.” Tim said. “If it had been a new one? We could have simply replaced the battery with a charged one and it would have been up and running in no time. But since this is one of those God forsaken ancient types—”

“It's only 8 years old Tim.” Bruce said.

“Exactly my point! These were the ones that were used before–” Tim was interrupted by Jason. “Yeah, yeah, we know, Timbers. The point is, how long is this thing gonna take?”

“You guys have absolutely no patience.” Barbara said, shaking her head. “Who knows how you stay still during Recon missions.”

“I think the screen is turning on.” Dick said, eager to stop the bickering.

“Ookkkayyyy, Just gotta make this thing respond in order to open the voice mails. But seriously, don't you guys see it? The reacting speed is so slow!!” Tim said, his eyes roaming over the screen.

But despite Tim’s views, the ‘thing’ opened up soon enough. There were 76 voicemails left, one by someone else and the remaining 75 by Marinette.

“Well?” Fei said. “Let's start them up. Oldest to newest.”

“Got it.” Tim said.

And soon enough Marinette's. Or more accurately, young Marinette’s. Voice came out of the speakers.

Voicemail 1- “Hey, Dad… You didn't pick up, so I guess you're busy? I got off the flight without any hitch and Tom and Sabine seem nice. I'll call you later, I suppose.”

Voicemail 2- “Dad. Hello, are you stuck in a meeting or what? Wait, that is impossible. It's 8:00 PM there. Just…just Call me back when you can.”

Voicemail 3- “Dad respond. Please.”

Voicemail 4- “Come on, Dad. Pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up, PICK UP.”

Voicemail 5- ”You're scaring me, Dad.”

Voicemail 6- “Hey, Bruce. It's Hal. There is a meeting scheduled for 3:00 PM today. Diana has me stuck on calling duty so, don't forget to come.”

Voicemail 7- “Dad, is your phone broken? Is that it? I suppose it won't work then. Are you on a League mission? Dad, you gotta answer the phone!”

Voicemail 8- “I tried calling Dick, Clark and Diana. None of them are picking up. And I'm almost sure these aren't their numbers. Dad. Answer the phone.”

“Please stop it.” Bruce said. He was clearly trying not to cry And Selena was rubbing soothing circles into his back. “I can't take it. Please just-t don't.”

“OK, B.” Barbara said scrolling through the voicemails. “Most of them have similar durations, And they are all around the same time So I think they are all similar.”

The only thing going through everybody's mind was- She was disheartened. She was losing it. Around 50 voicemails were left that way. And then clearly, Marinette got the message. If Her calls weren't gonna go through. She might as well stop calling.

But then the Call log showed that the calls picked up again. Around two years back.

“OK, I gotta start up from here because technically there is no reason other than her calling for help when the akumas started.” Barbara said, her eyes searching in the duration of the calls. They didn't match up with the previous ones. They were more lengthy compared to the duration that the other calls had gotten into slowly as time went on.

“Starting up from Voicemail #52.” She announced as she hit the play button again.

Voicemail 52- “DAD, Dad, there's a super villain in Paris. Please just look into it. I-I DON'T THI-INK I CA-AN---” The voice was anxious. Enough to get all of the batclan set on edge. But then the call abruptly ended.

Voicemail 53- “Dad-BA I CAN'T BE A HERO. I CAN'T BE THIS LADYBUG. This is a mistake. JUST GET ME OUT OF HERE, please.”

Voicemail 54- “Dad, are you even there? Look, I'm sorry for anything I might have done. Just please, I can't do this. Don't make me do this. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm SORRY.”

Voicemail 55- “PICK UP THE DAMN PHONE.”

Voicemail 56- “Please respond.”

Voicemail 57- “DAD!”

Voicemail 58- “Dad, pick up, pick up, PICK UP. PLEASE, please, please, please. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for anything wrong I did just elp me.”

Voicemail 59- “DAD, I CAN BRING BACK PEOPLE TO LIFE AND I'M NOT READY FOR THIS HEROING. Please. This gives me changes Jaso- no, just no.” Her breath was hitching up.

Voicemail 60- “Dad, get me OUTTA here.” This time, she was sobbing.

Voicemail 61- “OK, OK.” They heard the sound of her pulling a deep breath in. “Let's do this rationally. There is a super villain in Paris called Hawkmoth. He basically mind controls people and can give them magical powers through butterflies. And yes, this is real, not some JOKE.” There was venom in her voice. “The only people capable of fighting him are apparently me and Chat Noir. This is a humble request. Please do something. The Justice League calls won't go through.”

Voicemail 62- “Dad. Please.” She sounded defeated.

Voicemail 63- “Dad, I CAN'T DEAL WITH THIS.”

There was pin drop silence in the room. But the voicemails didn't stop with that. They continued, although there was a certain icyness in Marinette's voice whenever she called.

Voicemail 64- “Hey, Dad. Free enough to Help me?”

Voicemail 65- “You know a funny thing happened today. There was this attack Akumas name was Syrena. She had the power to FLOOD entire streets. THE WHOLE CITY DROWNED.” Her voice had a tinge of hysteria now. “I had to SWIM PAST Tom and Sabine's bodies to fight that damned thing. But you know what? This is a damned good emotional exercise. Swim past your dead guardians' bodies into a fight, knowing, that millions of people's lives depend on you. And your partner decides that it is a fine time to throw an emotional tantrum LIKE A BABY. The guy who is supposed to be in charge doesn't know SHIT. You have to do HIS JOB FOR HIM. Your father is too busy to help you out. Believing that ignorance is bliss. You can't even feel anything because if you do because a guy with nothing better to do with his life is gonna send a butterfly out of you. And if, God forbid, I fail, THE WHOLE WORLD IS GONNA GET REWRITTEN.” She drew a deep breath in. “Yeah. What a wonderful experience.” Sarcasm was dripping in her voice.

Voicemail 66- There was static in the background. “Yeah, these calls aren't going to go through.”

Voicemail 67- “Look once and for all, just for official record, I suppose. These calls aren't going through. It's been a year since the Akumas started appearing. So for the last time. Goodbye and thank you for the birthday gift. I didn't want to stupid expensive watch. I wanted MY FATHER. But I guess I don't get to be picky.”

Notes:

So just to make things clear. Originally the name was Isabella Wayne. But then she shifted to Paris it became Marinette Dupain Cheng. Now later in the series, it's gonna be Marinette Isabella Luscinia-Wayne.

Also to keep in mind that Gamora is not anyone real in this series. It's just an illusion of a person Marinette made in order to like, not entrust her guardianship with anybody because frankly, she has had enough of douchebag parents. Even more than you think, but that is a spoiler. Uncle J, or Jagged as she had told Damien, forced her because he knew that MDC didn't have a PA cause Marinette was MDC, and she didn't have a PA.

People have been confusing it with that. Also the storyline is that Bruce sent her away when she was around 7-8ish Years old. He didn't contact her because, as I said in the story, He felt that if he heard her voice telling him that, “Let me come home, Dad.” He wouldn't be able to resist himself. Because he sent her away as he didn't want the same thing that happened to Jason to happen to her. You know, in sort of a sick way to protect her. I mean, he's a batman. If he's not emotionally constipated, then what is he? Anyway, I hope you are enjoying this and thank you for all those who have left lovely comments and kudos. It really helps me keep up with the writing spree.

PS- Now I see the real joy in cliffhangers. Que- Evil laugh

[tfrb-forest-fire-survivors-au]

Incorrect quotas firefighter Duo and Cody addition

Cody: Sometimes I like to place my hands on someone’s cheeks, look into their eyes...

Cody: ...And violently jerk their head until it snaps.

Kade: ...That took an unexpected turn.

Heatwave: So did their neck.

Kade: Something tells me Cody's going to be a bit more unhinged today...

Cody, holding a lit match and a bag of cheetos: Leave me be, Heatwave isn't home to stop me, I'm going feral.

Heatwave: Guess what number I’m thinking of.

Kade: 420?

Heatwave: No, that’s really immature of you. Someone else guess, and please take this seriously.

Cody: 69.

Heatwave: Yeah it was 69.

Cody: *accidentally eats something too spicy so his eyes start to water*

Heatwave: cody, look at me. It's okay. I would die for you. I love you so much. You're the best person I know.

Cody: I'm not crying?

Heatwave, hugging Cody in his hand: shhhh

*Cody sneezes*

Heatwave: cody, are you sick? Here, let me wrap you in a blanket and hand-feed you some warm soup while singing you a lullaby!

*Kade sneezes*

Heatwave: Oh my god. Shut the hell up.

Store Worker: Would a “Heatwave” please come to the front desk?

Heatwave, arriving at the desk: Hello, is there a problem?

Store Worker, pointing to Cody and Kade: I believe they belong to you?

Cody and Kade, simultaneously: We got lost.

Heatwave: I didn’t even bring you guys here with me—

Kade: I dropped Cody.

Heatwave: Kade, what the fuck.

Heatwave: Dinosaurs aren't extinct. I mean, Kade is walking in this room.

Cody: *wheeze*

Heatwave: You need a hobby.

Kade: I have a hobby!

Heatwave: making fun of Cody isn't a hobby.

*Kade and heatwave teaching Cody to drive*

Kade: That's a pothole. To the left!

Cody: Take it back now y'all *Drives into pothole*

Heatwave: Cha Cha real smooth.

Cody: I don't think that's how the song goes.

Kade, crying and gripping the handle: Please just take me home.

Cody: Country Roads.

Heatwave: To the place.

Cody and Heatwave in unison: I Belong!

Kade, crying harder: What the fuck?

Heatwave: Cody, what does IDK, ILY, and TTYL mean?

Cody: I don’t know, I love you, talk to you later.

Heatwave: Alright, I love you too, I'll ask Kade.

Cody: Wait- Heatwave, no-

Heatwave: Where’s Cody?

Kade: Around.

Heatwave: Around?

Heatwave: You don’t have any idea, do you?

Cody, dropping down from above: Did you know there’s a space above the ceiling?

Kade, knocking on the door: cody, open up!

Cody: It all started when I was a kid.

Kade: That’s not what I-

Heatwave: Let him finish!

Kade: Heatwave isn’t answering my messages.

Cody: Allow me.

Kade: I tried 6 times, what makes you thi-

Heatwave: *replying to message* Hello

Cody, learning how to drive: What happens if I press the gas and the brake at the same time?

Kade: The car takes a screenshot.

Heatwave: Please let go of the wheel. I’m driving now.

Kade: So, Heatwave and Cody.

Kade: According to this, you two are being accused of: Armed Robbery, Vandalism, Drug Abuse, Grand Theft Auto…

Heatwave: We had a bad day.

Kade: And… MURDER?!

Cody: It was a pretty bad day

Kade: So, Cody is no longer allowed to take the trash out at night.

Heatwave: Why?

Kade: Because Dad's caught them trying to train raccoons to fight five times in a row.

Cody, arms crossed and pouting: You'll all be thanking me when the third raccoon battalion saves your ass.

[cloudslou]

exactly about george!! 😈

and yes lmfaoooo how 2024 was supposed to be silly season and he ended it before it even began. like whoever moves to wherever, NOTHING'S topping LEWIS HAMILTON TO FUCKING FERRARI. 💅💅💅

also thank you for indulging my f1 rambling lol <333 i'd love to be friends! i'm awkward and messaging people off anon is intimidating 😭😭

literally nothing will be sillier than february 1st lol. i posted this already but i was trying to come up w scenarios while at work of what could top this, and everything paled in comparison. like max retiring?? if someone like lando took the merc seat (despite his contract being in place)?? if andretti's bid hadn't been rejected?? and like. nothing feels as batshit crazy as lewis moving to ferrari in 2025 and it being announced (leaked?) before LIVERY REVEALS in 2024. i was gonna say before testing but by god we havent even seen the new cars.

also pls pls pls come off anon if you'd like, i am adoring our messages via anon but Trust if ur looking for 1d-to-f1 pipeline friends, SO AM I!!!! i should be thank YOU for give me the opportunity to ramble this much.

i'd like to finish with a quote from my f1 podcast, who had an emergency podcast episode yesterday and which i listened to on thi bus home today: "i have spent the entire day having a mild panic attack and not being able to breathe properly". i think it is very fitting. i do not feel any more normal today.

[storiesforallfandoms]

we’re too stupid ~ the vlog squad

word count: 1885

request?: yes!

@iawaythrown​  “May I ask for a vlog squad x popular youtube reader

The reader has their own very popular youtube channel/podcast like a scientific/space podcast. (Like a Vsauce\GameTheory channel) The vlog squad and the reader fan base (somehow) always wants them to collab. One day David says "It won't happen because the reader probably doesn't like us." This ends up getting everyone on the podcast.”

description: when their favorite youtubers show interest in being on their podcast, they jump at the chance to invite them on

pairing: vlog squad x gender neutral!reader

warnings: swearing

masterlist (one, two)

“You know what I’ve been listening to a lot lately?” Scotty asked David on the newest vlog David had uploaded. You were watching the vlog on your TV while you prepared to upload the newest episode of your podcast. You had a drink half raised to your lips when Scott responded to his own question, “The Spaced Out podcast.”

Your drink nearly slipped from your hand at the mention of your podcast. You were sure you had imagined it, so you went back and repeated the part just to be sure. The name of your podcast slipped from Scott’s lips again and you had to pause the video to scream with excitement.

When you placed the video again, David spoke next. “Oh wait, is that the one about space and shit? You played it for me before.”

“Yeah! Man, it’s so interesting. I could honestly listen to the host talk about space all day,” Scott said.

“He keeps bringing it up during the Scottcast, too,” Jeff commented. “I’m starting to think he’d rather co-host that podcast instead of our own.”

“Man, I’d love to be on that podcast!”

You could hardly contain your excitement. Your favorite YouTubers knew who you were?! They knew your podcast?! You had to be dreaming, you were sure of it.

“There’s no way they’d ever have us on the podcast,” David was saying. “We’re too stupid and immature, they’d probably hate us.”

“Speak for yourself!” Zane, dressed in some weird costume for a bit, called, causing the boys to laugh together.

This gave you an idea. You put your laptop aside and opened Instagram on your phone. You searched the name “David Dobrik” and went to his DMs.

~~~~~~

A week later, your podcasting room was filled with 11 extra people than there normally was. The room was only small with a handful of seats, so a lot of your guests were squeezed in together or basically sat on one another. No one seemed to mind, though. Every single person in the room was super excited to be there.

“What’s up all my space geeks? Welcome back to another episode of The Spaced Out podcast, the podcast where we discuss super nerdy space things,” you started with your usual intro. “Today’s episode is a little different, though, as today I am joined by not one, not two, not even three, but eleven special guests. You heard me right, eleven. Special guests, wanna say hi?”

All eleven of your guests rang out with a chorus of, “Hello!”s at the one time, making it all come out as just a shouting mess. You laughed and waved a hand to silence them.

“In case you had trouble understanding what they were saying,” you said, “my guests today are David, Scotty, Toddy, Zane, Erin, Carly, Natalie, Heath, Mariah, Corinna, and Jeff, better known as a large chunk of YouTube’s biggest vlogging group: The Vlog Squad!”

The Vlog Squad cheered at their introduction as you just clapped your hands.

“Can I just say,” Heath said once the noise started to die down, “that I am impressed with how fast you said our names and how easy it was. You didn’t even stutter once.”

“I’ll be honest, when David told me exactly who was coming I prepared myself for this,” you admitted. “I’ve never had so many guests on the show before. Actually, I don’t know if I’ve ever had any guests at all. I don’t really know anyone in my real life that’s as interested in space and science as I am.”

“To be fair, none of us are, either,” Jeff joked, causing the room to laugh.

“Yeah, you picked the wrong people to be on your podcast,” Corinna added.

“You don’t have to have any sort of interest to be on the podcast, really. As long as you don’t mind me talking about my nerdy space obsession every now and then anyone is welcome on the podcast.”

Your heart was beating so fast you were sure everyone else could hear it. You were shocked that you were managing to remain so calm in that moment. Your favorite YouTubers were sitting right there in front of you, being guests on your podcast, and somehow you were acting as though they were just friends that you had convinced to come on the podcast.

“Is there any cool space facts you can share with us to get the ball rolling?” David asked.

“Dude, I’ve made over 300 episodes of this podcast that is literally all about space, you gotta narrow down your parameters there,” you told him.

“What’s your favorite space fact then?”

You thought for a moment, going through all the little facts you had in your mind. There was so much you could share with them that you really didn’t know where to start.

“Okay,” you said finally, “I have one. I think David will like this cause we all know he’s made of money: there is a planet that is called 55 Cancri e. It is over twice the size of Earth and it is potentially made of diamonds.”

They all gasped and made comments of astonishment at the same time at this.

“Like, literally made of diamonds?” Corinna asked.

“It’s hard to know for sure. It’s roughly 41 lightyears away so it’s not exactly easy to reach, but they think it’s made of graphite and diamonds,” you explained. “My favorite fact, and one that’s a little scary, is that it’s actually completely silent in space. Like not a single sound, because atmospheres around planets are what contain the soundwaves to make noise.”

“I told you,” David said, turning to face Scott. “We’re too stupid to be on this podcast.”

You all laughed together. “You guys aren’t stupid! I was just fascinated with space as a child and my parents let me feed into that fascination. They always bought me books about space and brought me to visit certain space centers. I was that kid that always said she was gonna grow up and be an astronaut. Instead, I just talk about them on the internet.”

Everything was going so well. You were getting to know your guests and they kept urging you to tell them facts and stories about space. You knew a lot of what you were telling them you had talked about on the podcast before, so devoted listeners probably wouldn’t be too interested in a lot of what you had to say in that episode, but you didn’t mind too much. You just loved to see the looks of astonishment on everyone’s faces as you continued to tell them fact after fact.

When you came to a segment you did in the podcast in which you would read messages from fans, you decided to your guests choose which messages to read and respond to. David took the tablet you used for this first and read through the thousands of messages you received between uploading your most recent episode and recording the current one.

“Are you going to talk about the new 4K pictures of Mars?” he read.

“Oh my God, yes!” you responded. “That will be next episode. I haven’t looked at them all yet because I wanna have a live reaction to them, but I did see one picture and it looks absolutely stunning.”

“It blew my mind how it just looked like a desert here,” Carly commented. “Mars is a lot more like Earth than we think. Sucks that we’ll never be able to live there or anything.”

“I don’t think we’ll never be able to live there, but I don’t think it’ll happen in our lifetimes,” you commented. “But that’s a whole other thing, let’s move on from that.”

“What has been your favorite space related story of the past year?” Natalie read the message she had picked.

“I don’t know if it’s my favorite, but it’s definitely one that I was very interested in reading: a star just vanished in 2020,” you responded. “Apparently that’s something that can just happen, stars can just suddenly disappear and no one knows where they went. This star from the Kinman dwarf galaxy that shined almost brighter than the sun just vanished between 2011 and 2020, and they have no explanation for it. That story stuck with me the most cause I just find it funny that a star that bright just vanished and no one can figure out where it went.”

They continued reading you messages for a while before passing your tablet back to you.

“While I wish I could sit here with you guys and talk about space and your vlogs forever, unfortunately we are running out of time,” you said. “I want to thank the Vlog Squad again for joining me on this episode, and I hope I didn’t bore you guys to death with my stories and facts.”

“Not at all!” David spoke. “I can’t speak for everyone, but I really enjoyed myself. Listening to you talk was really interesting.”

The rest of the group agreed. You tried not to blush from all their kind words.

“I always wanna thank our sponsors again. As always I appreciate them supporting my show, and of course I want you guys, the listeners. Your constant support for the show means so much to me. If you wanna hear more fun facts about space that you’ll never use in live, follow me on my social media. If you’re not already following the podcast, follow the podcast! I upload episodes every Friday, and if you want to be involved in the show be sure to send me your space related messages and maybe I’ll read them out on the next episode. Have a good weekend, little space geek out!”

You ended the recording and the group almost cheered for you. You smiled and stood to thank them again for coming on the show. You were shocked when Corinna pulled you into a hug, which caused the rest of the group to hug you one by one.

“This was the most fun I think I’ve ever had,” Erin commented. “Would you be open to having more guests on the show? I’d love to come back and to just listen to you talk for a full hour.”

The rest of the squad agreed. You really didn’t think you could feel any more excited or on cloud nine, but they kept surprising you.

“I would definitely be open to having guests again,” you replied. “If you guys ever wanna be on the show again, just send me a DM. I’d love to have you!”

“We’d love to have you on the vlogs sometime, too, if you’d be open for that,” David told you.

There they go again, making you feel like you had passed cloud nine and now were on a completely different planet with excitement.

“Y-Yeah!” you managed. “Of course, I’d love that!”

After some more small talk, you showed the group out and thanked them again for coming. Once you were sure they were gone and unable to see you, you began jumping for joy and exclaiming with excitement. You couldn’t believe it! You had just hosted a podcast with your favorite people, and they asked you to join them for filming sometime?!

“This is the best day of my life!”

[ggukkiedae]

Heyyyy could I please request a scenario with seri and yeonjun??? Maybe protective big bro yeonjun, lots of angst ! Thank you :)

of course hun! sorry this took pretty long though 🤧 anyway, here’s  some yeonri for youuuu (but it’s not really angsty asdkjkf i don’t really know where i was headed with this)

Yeonjun was worried for Seri, that was for sure. 

Beomgyu and Taehyun had come back from school without her saying she told them to go ahead because she had something to study and work on. Understandably, she was in the year above them, so they didn’t have the same classes, but she always made sure to go home with Beomgyu and Taehyun. 

That’s how he found himself standing in front of her school, waiting for her to come. 

He checked his phone. It was already seven, so why was she not coming out. He was getting antsy to the point where the security guard took pity on him and just let him go inside. He quickly raced to her classroom only to find her hunched over books. She had fallen asleep on her desk. With a sigh of relief, he approached her. He raised his hand to shake her awake, but his eyes fell on something crumpled on the ground by her feet. He didn’t know why, but he picked it up and read it. 

“Oh, god no,” he muttered as he processed what he was reading. It looks like some people (three by the looks of the different handwritings on the paper) were saying bad things about Seri. Mostly about how she was a fake who didn’t deserve to debut… He saw names in the corner. Seyeon, Minseo, and Ahreum. He kept those names in mind.

“Aigoo, Yoon Seri,” Yeonjun shook his head before kneeling down next to her sleeping form and gently shaking her awake. “Lily? Wake up. Time for us to go home.”

“Home?”

He watched her slowly sit up and stretch to get her senses back in order. The way she stretched made him smile a little. Of all the times she could resemble a cat, it was most evident when she stretched.

“Oh,” she was taken back when she saw her eldest member beside her, “oppa? What are you doing here?”

“I came to pick you up,” he smiled at how she only then processed he was the one who woke her up. “This is the first time I’ve been in your classroom, huh? How about you show me around?”

Seri nodded excitedly before standing up and showing Yeonjun the different parts of their classroom. “This is my seat! I sit beside Chaeryoung. You know her from Itzy. We usually stick together because we miss about the same amount of classes. Our board has thies little messages we all wrote for our future selves, look!”

He followed her and looked at the series of papers on the corner of their board. He took a look at hers. You’ll do well with them by your side as long as you’re you. It was something simple yet so encouraging, especially to someone like Seri. He lightly ruffled her hair.

“Cute,” he told her before taking her hand and her bag. She picked up her folder and papers just before he pulled her out. Yeonjun made a mental note to set the four 01 and 02 liners’ alarms later by a bit for the next day.

Yeonjun was peacefully scrolling through his phone when the door to the bedroom opened. He glanced up and saw Seri place her bag on her bed and walk towards him.

“You’re home early today,” he sat up when she settled on his bed. “No after school project working or studying?”

“Not today,” she crossed her legs before placing three sheets of paper in between them. “Care to explain what these are?”

He picked up the papers and skimmed through them. A smirk made its way up to his face when he realized what they were. He wiped the grin off his face and feigned ignorance.

“Are these written apologies? What’s wrong? Did someone do something bad to you?”

“These three classmates who don’t really like me gave them to me today,” she raised her eyebrow. “You don’t suppose it has something to do with the fact that our alarms were set one hour later than usual this morning, do you?”

“You think so?” He asked her, a small smile on his face.

“Stop,” she laughed, “I know it was you. Chaeryoung told me you came in this morning and talked to them. How’d you even know?”

“I saw the note yesterday,” he admitted, “and I guess it was pretty obvious considering you don’t talk much about school. I mean, you’re taking up musical theatre, so it’s a little suspicious you don’t talk our ears off about it.”

He grunted a little when Seri lunged forward and hugged him. “Thank you, oppa. You didn’t have to.”

“It’s you,” he hugged her back. “I wanted to. Just make sure to tell me if they get back at it, okay?”

“As long as you promise you won’t use threatening or violence.”

He laughed but nodded. As long as she was happy and not being brought down then he was fine with doing anything.

[written-on-the-trees]

Do You Have A Name, Or Can I Call You Mine? - Machine Gun Kelly Fan Fiction

Word Count: 2550 words

Warnings: None

Summary: Colson gets the phone call he'd hoped for, and more. There are more bad pick-up lines.

Where else can you find this: Ao3 | Wattpad

Colson grinned down at his phone, unable to hide the expression when he saw the screen light up from another message from Rosie, knowing full-well it was another cheesy pick-up line.

 She sent one every on her lunch break, usually when Colson was just getting out of the apartment they were renting for the week, and he always sent one back. It was a bit dumb - real high-school childish shit - but he'd be lying if he said he didn't fucking love it, if only because it was an excuse to talk to Rosie.

 They hadn't had a chance to talk on a call yet; they seemed to have opposite schedules, with her finishing work around four in the evening, just when his day was really beginning, and he was still passed out in the morning before she started work at eight. Still, he didn't think they went more than twelve hours without messaging each other, and he liked her enough that he'd even mentioned her in passing to Casie when they'd spoken, telling her the story of how he'd met Rosie

 His daughter had rolled her eyes and told him not to embarrass himself and more than he already had with his bad pick up lines, only to be horrified when Colson told her Rosie found him funny, and had some awful pick-up lines of her own. The faux-fear on Casie's face as she'd whispered that now there were 'two of them now' had made him laugh so hard his jaw hurt...and gave him a little bit of hope that he and Rosie could make something work.

   MESSAGE FROM ROSIE 🌹

I would take you to the movies, but they don’t allow snacks.

That's what the kids are calling each other these days, right? A snack?

  Woman, I am thirty years old.

I have no idea.

  God I feel old. I called someone a hunk the other day, and Grace actually asked me what I was talking about.

  Oh yeah? Was that someone me?

  I couldn't say.

   It was a pretty standard chat for them - but it still gave Colson butterflies in the pit of his stomach.

 After a few days of messaging, the bad pick-up lines and chat had progressed into flirting, and now both of them were dancing around each other, trying to work out how serious the other one was...at least Colson was. He'd admit, it was a little bit weird to be the one feeling like they were chasing, and he was pretty sure he didn't like it. He was second-guessing what he messaged to her, over-thinking about what she messaged him, and generally giving himself anxiety over manning up and just telling her he wanted more than exchanging texts.

 Logically, he knew it shouldn't be that hard; he'd literally been speaking for her for four days, if she told him to fuck off, then it wasn't like he was losing someone who'd been in his life for years. It shouldn't be this hard to just say what he felt. But everytime he typed it all out, he ended up deleting it.

 He'd stopped even trying.

   If you say so. Honestly, I've got other worries.

I lost my teddy bear. Can I sleep with you tonight?

  I know you can't hear me, but I just groaned. Audibly.

The kids I have in detention are so confused.

   As stressed as he was over confessing his feelings to Rosie, that was enough to make him chuckle under his breath. The juxtaposition of Rosie, the badass looking woman he'd met at a venue bar, and Miss Barnes, the secondary school history teacher, was utterly hilarious to him. He just kept picturing her standing in front of a whiteboard in her fishnets and leather miniskirt every time her job came up...and whenever he got into the shower.

   Sorry, Miss Barnes.

  Fuck off.

   Chuckling, Colson slid his phone into his pocket and let himself into the studio he was recording at.

 He was determined to finish early today; he might not get done by four, but he was hoping to get out in time to ring Rosie before he went out tonight. Maybe he couldn't work up the courage to tell her how he truly felt, but that didn't mean he didn't want to speak to her. If anything, he was hoping hearing her voice might give him the kick in the pants to come clean.

 He was keeping his fingers crossed.

      MESSAGE FROM ROSIE 🌹

I know this is a bit short notice, but can we call?

  Yeah, course. Everything okay?

      Colson waited to see if Rosie would message back, only for her number to flash up as she skipped messaging just to call him.

   "Hey, you alright?"

 'I'm good. Friday's are rough.' Rosie sighed, sounded exhausted, even though it was only quarter past twelve: 'For once I didn't have anyone in detention so I've locked the door and now I'm hiding in the cupboard at the back of the classroom.'

 Colson let out a low whistle: "That does sound rough."

 'It's not that bad. I stuck an old desk chair in here and I have a phone charger and a bar of chocolate.'

 "I meant the fact that you're hiding in a cupboard, but I'm happy you're happy in there." Colson snorted, hearing Rosie chuckle softly in return: "What on earth did the kids do to drive you this insane?"

 'Ah, it's just the time of year. No-one wants to pay attention on a Friday, and next week is the last week before they get a week off for half-term, so all the kids have turned into monsters. Well, bigger monsters than they usually are.' Rosie sighed, before audibly cheering up: 'But I didn't call to bitch about my job; I called because I wanted to speak to you. And because I think I have found the best chat-up line ever.'

 "Oh yeah?"

 'I am going to complain to iTunes about you not being this week's hottest single.'

   Colson laughed so hard that Rook poked his head through the door of the kitchen, looking confused. Colson shook his head, making Rook raise his eyebrows, only backing out when Colson flipped him off with his free hand.

 He was definitely going to bother Colson about this later, the nosy little shit, but for now Colson couldn't bring himself to care about anything other than the way Rosie was laughing at her own joke. It was fucking adorable; she sounded so happy with herself for making him laugh, it made his chest feel a little tight. She was literally the best thing to happen to him this year, and he was already so attached that he didn't want to lose her.

 The sudden realisation made him bold - he couldn't keep chickening out of talking to her. He had to tell her how he felt.

   "I mean, that's good. So good I'm not sure mine is going to stand up to it."

 'Well, we'll never know if you don't say it.'

 "Wanna grab a coffee...because I like you a latte." Colson took a deep breath: "I suppose, to make up for it not being as funny as yours...I could tell you it's a serious offer?"

   The only response was silence.

   Colson was ready to take it back, only for Rosie to clear her throat: 'Like...a date?'

 "Yeah, like a date." Colson agreed: "I mean, it doesn't have to be coffee. We could go for dinner; there's this cool restaurant that's meant to be good, or we could go do something fun, or - "

 'Dinner would be nice.'

   Colson's heart stopped.

   She agreed to dinner. She agreed to dinner!

   "That's great!" Colson swallowed, feeling the same anxiety that Rosie sounded like she was feeling, and wanting to get away from it and focus on the excitement building in his stomach: "Because you know what’s on the menu? Me 'n' u."

 Rosie groaned, but he could hear her trying not to laugh as she did so: 'That was so bad...but it was also amazing, so it's a date. Literally.'

 "It's a date."

 'I can't wait.'

 "Me either. I'll see you Friday."

      Goddamn...

   Colson saw Rosie before she saw him, standing just inside the front door to the restaurant they'd agreed to meet at, all lit up by the soft yellow-white fairy lights strung that hung in a curtain against the wall behind her. She looked like a fucking dream: in a modest black dress that she somehow managed to make look scandalous, the material hugging every inch of her, even though it covered her from neck to wrist to just below her knees. With bright red lips and scarlet shoes, Colson wasn't sure he wanted to share the sight of her with all the other guys in the restaurant. He was already half-ready to punch the dude at the front desk, who was staring at her ass while her back was turned to him.

 Instead, he quickened his pace. The sooner they were seated, the sooner that guy could fuck off and eye-fuck some other woman.

   Even though he was pissed, the look on Rosie's face when he opened the door was more than enough to calm him down: "Colson! Did you have Lucky Charms for breakfast? Because you look magically delicious."

 Just like that, the anger was replaced with laughter: "Damn it, that was good. You keep making jokes like that, and I'm gonna think you're a campfire - because 'cos you’re hot and I’m going to want s’more."

   Rosie laughed, and allowed him to pull her in for a hug, wrapping her arms around his neck as he tightened his around her waist. He made sure to glare at the dude who'd been staring at her ass, even though he was now looking utterly disgusted by their exchange of cheesy pick-up lines, but mostly he got distracted by the smell of Rosie's perfume. It was a new one on him, but he was pretty sure he was already addicted to the muted citrus and almost peppery smell of it.

 They reluctantly pulled apart - and Colson was thrilled that Rosie seemed just as reluctant as he was - but remained in contact by holding hands as they walked up to the little podium thing, where ass guy was currently looking down his nose at them.

   "Do you two have a reservation?"

 "Yeah, for two, under the name Baker." Colson smirked, watching the guy's face drop.

   Colson felt no remorse.

 Ass guy called over a waitress and asked her to show him and Rosie to a table upstairs, before telling them to have a good meal. Rosie smiled, albeit coolly, making Colson wonder if she'd been aware of the jackass staring at her earlier, but Colson just smirked. He wasn't usually a dick to people; he'd worked at fucking Chipotle, he knew he wasn't better than anyone, but this dude was just asking for it. Colson wrapped an arm around Rosie's waist as they walked away, letting everyone in there know exactly who she was here with. They could eat their hearts out, he was the one lucky enough to get to sit down to have dinner with her.

 Just the thought was enough to make Colson smile.

   Rosie smiled back: "Oh, wow. Did the sun come out, or did you just smile at me?"

 "Damn." Colson reached up to cover his smile with his hand, even though it was widening: "That was good. Not as much as the Lucky Charms one, but still good. Almost makes me wish I didn't ruin it by hating my smile so much."

 "I try my best." Rosie winked: "And your smile is cute!"

 "Almost as cute as you." Colson winked at her watching her cheeks turn a faint shade of pink.

 Despite her blushing, though, Rosie wasn't lost for words: "Smooth."

 "Yeah? How's this for smooth - are you Netflix? Because I could watch you for hours."

 "Not bad...but not as good as roses are red, my face is too, that only happens when I’m around you."

   Colson laughed.

 Normally he liked having the last word, because the only thing he was more than mouthy was stubborn, and he wasn't ashamed of that...but something about going back and forth with Rosie made it more entertaining to just let himself stop looking for the next thing to say and just enjoy being truly present. There was no pressure from her for him to be edgy or sharp-tongued. Although she did seem to like him when he was, she also seemed to like him when he was spouting lame chat-up lines and being a dork.

 It was impossible to put into words how good it felt to be able to relax. There weren't a lot of people Colson could let his guard down around, but in the short time he'd known her Rosie had already become one of them. With her, he felt like he could talk about what he was doing, without worrying that it was going to get back to someone it shouldn't or end up on the internet.

 They talked about what he was doing in the studio, about her least favourite class to teach and how much she dreaded the last lesson on a Friday when she had them, about their family and friends and what was happening with them. Not once did Colson worry about anything he was saying or think about censoring himself. Nothing felt like stilted or forced - with Rosie, Colson was so engrossed in their conversation that he ordered and ate on auto-pilot, barely noticing anything other than Rosie. It was like she was the center of the universe tonight, and Colson couldn't keep his eyes off of her. It literally took the waitress coming over to ask if they wanted the cheque for Colson to realise that the restaurant was almost empty.

 The waitress was all too happy to let them pay, hurrying them out the door as politely as possible, hovering as Colson helped Rosie into her jacket, and wishing them a goodnight as they headed for the stairs. They got out onto the street, standing close to the window to let the city pass them by as they spoke.

   "Thank you for a really nice night." Rosie smiled: "The thought of this literally kept me going this week, and it was the best night I've had in a long time."

 Colson felt his heart start to pick up, even as he tried to act onfident: "I'm glad it lived up to your expectations...I'm also glad you've been fantasising about me."

 Rosie laughed: "You wish. Maybe I was just thinking about the dessert."

 "In fairness, that passionfruit cheesecake you had was fucking amazing." Colson laughed back: "I'd dream about that."

 "It was the best...well, except for you." Rosie smiled, her voice softening to something sweet and genuine: "I had a really nice time tonight, Colson."

 "I did too. Honestly, I think you might be the best thing to happen to me all year...so, at the risk of ruining all of that..." Colson tailed off, leaning down to pause with his lips an inch from Rosie's: "Can I borrow a kiss? I swear I’ll give it back."

   Rosie closed the gap herself, leaning up that last inch to press their lips together.

 It was amazing.

[nonawaaa]

Lovers Series: Forsaken Story 

1, 2 , 3 , 4

Sakura cannot believe she is in a coffee shop with a guy who isn’t her classmate or friend, well maybe he is her friend but to her, he is more than a friend. Uchiha Sasuke is her major major major crush. To repeat that, her MAJOR crush. He helped her with some duties she had in the campus once then they started hanging out from time to time and she thought that he was really cute. WRONG. He is dead handsome. A God-given angle to be honest. But she isn’t the type of girl who would jump into him just to go out with him. She likes it more casual, and secret, she is not sure if her having crush is still a secret but she likes to believe it.

They are studying in this coffee shop near the school library, normal college stuff if you would say, they were really to stay in the school library but Sakura is surprised that he suggested to go to a coffee shop because she knows he doesn’t want anyone seeing him with other people, especially girls, rumors travel easily in their campus, also his friends are loud and they can really tease someone to death if they wanted to. Sakura likes to study alone in her dorm, where it is quiet so she can focus more, but when your crush calls you asking if he can study with you, you wouldn’t say no right?

“Sakura? You’ve been staring you know. Are you tired? Should I buy you another coffee?” Sakura snapping from her train of thoughts to look at this handsome guy in front of her.

“What? Uh no! I’m fine, I was just uhh… memorizing…yes!” she blushed a little by the thought of him looking at her, maybe, she doesn’t really know as her mind likes to daydream today instead of paying attention to her surroundings.

She looks at their table, full of books and snacks. They bought their coffees already but she notices that Sasuke’s coffee hasn’t really been touched, she guessed he’s more of a snack guy.

‘He is a snack,’ her inner thoughts speaking to her and her eyes widen by the thought of it. He is more of a meal if she would clarify that.

“I guess you don’t really like studying in public do you,” he asked while writing something on his notebook, maybe some notes.

“I’m more comfortable studying at home but this is fine too,” finals are coming so Sakura needs to study anytime she can get, though she can’t really focus when she’s with him.

“I guess me too… but I really like studying with you,” Sasuke said almost mumbling as he focuses on doing his notes, what did he meant by that?

“Huh?” Sakura looks at him a bit confused.

“You like to study, so you kind of rub that on me,” he answered normally, his statement not even bothering him. Sakura wanted to ask more but she notices that almost half a day has gone by and the amount she has studied is not even close if she wants to pass, she needs to focus, she needs to study, this is what they came for right? Right.

***

The day has gone by and it’s already 7 pm, they both wanted to study in the coffee shop more if the staff didn’t tell them that they would be closing for the day. Sakura found her focus and she is a bit irritated that they needed to stop, Sasuke looks like he is a bit irritated too. They both didn’t know that the shop closes so early.

“We have been there since morning,” Sakura stated, she doesn’t know what to feel by her statement as she just wanted someone to talk, she doesn’t do well in the silence, so she wanted to start a conversation.

“Hn,” Sasuke replied, she guessed it was a reply even though it is too short to consider one. She wants to spend more time with him, but maybe this is enough for the day, God has replied to her prayers more than once this time.

“So yeah… I’m goi-“ She was about to tell him her goodbyes when he speaks again.

“Would you like to uhh… have dinner?” Sakura cannot even comprehend what he said, her brain is too tired. Maybe she misheard him? She realizes that his ears are getting red, maybe he’s embarrassed? Sakura is trying hard not to blush too much by the offer.

“Yeah, sure… w-Where do you want to have dinner?” They are both blushing at this point, Sakura is trying hard not to stammer, should she consider this as a date? Oh my gosh what if this is a date? She is not prepared for a date, she is wearing slide ons! Sakura’s brain is jumping conclusions after conclusions.

‘No this is just a simple dinner dumbass,’ Sakura repeated on her mind to calm her heart down, but she can’t stop her own what ifs.

‘God if this is a date, please let me have some sneakers or heels next time,’

“There is actually uhh… my mother sent me a message earlier… she said we should have dinner at our house, only if you want to of course, we can look for somewhere you like...,” the last part is almost a whisper.

Sakura’s brain is ringing all the bells it can ring, what did he said? Did he just say at his house? They are not kids anymore, right? This is normal, just normal. But holy shit.

‘What have my past self done to be this lucky today!’ her inner thoughts are shouting.

“Also, my mom said… she would like to meet you,” Oh her heart is about to explode at this point. What is happening?! Why is he saying this? Sakura’s mind is just going blank, she is just staring at Sasuke at this point, staring blankly, she is trying her best to remain calm.

“Sakura? You don’t need to if you don’t want you know,” Sakura smiled, she thought Sasuke is cute when he’s like this, all embarrassed but she remembered that she is too, maybe she even looks like a tomato at this point, too red.

“Uhh... it’s a bit embarrassing but yes of course I would love too,” Sakura said almost too fast, but when she finished saying that she also saw Sasuke smiled. Oh, to see that smile.

It is safe to think of this as a date, right? Sakura thinks it is more than a date, she is meeting his mother! Maybe, just maybe, this is her moment. Maybe he also feels the same.

Maybe she has a chance.

***

Going in the Uchiha household is a roller coaster ride for Sakura, mentally and emotionally. She still can’t believe that Sasuke invited her. Transportation wasn’t a big deal, she didn’t know that Sasuke brought his car so they didn’t have any problem, but that became Sakura’s problem.

‘Is this really alright? Me? Going to his house? Having dinner with his family? I. Am. Wearing. Slide. Ons.’

Not that wearing that is big of deal for her, but she knows she could do better when she is going to meet her potentially, future in-laws, is what she likes to believe. They are on their way to Sasuke’s house.

“Sasuke-kun, is this really alright?”

“Of course. If you don’t want to, we could have dinner somewhere else,”

“It’s not that,” Sakura do not know how to tell him that she is embarrassed, one of the many emotions she is feeling right now. She noticed that Sasuke is glancing at her.

“What are you looking at mister? Eyes on the road please,” She began to tease him to ease her growing anticipation of what to expect when they arrive there.

“If you’re worried about your slide ons, they’re fine,” Sasuke said while smiling as he looks at the road ahead. Sakura blushed as her embarrassment goes beyond the car roof.

“You are so bad!” Sakura exclaimed while Sasuke chuckled at her response. Sakura smiled at his action, why is he doing this? What is his game? As they fall into silence, she was feeling so comfortable with him.

“I could get use to this you know,” she said while looking at the window beside her. As not to be awkward if he notices her blush.

“Hn,”

***

As they arrive in the house it’s just what she expects, a very big mansion, she knows that Sasuke’s family is good in businesses so she didn’t expect less than this. Now her slide ons are shaking, what if they mistake her as a maid?

‘They wouldn’t, right? I heard they are very polite,’ Sakura talks to herself as she observed the house. They were pulling up the drive way and it is a long drive way.

“My mother really wanted to meet you, she likes to meet all of my friends,” Sasuke said while he turns off the engine.

‘Right. Friends. Duh’ her inner self talking to her.

Sasuke walks out of the car and she follows. The mansion is beautiful full of lights, bright lights that shows the house’s intricate designs, it’s a mix of traditional and modern house but more on the tradition side. As they walk through the front door, a very beautiful lady great them.

“Sasuke-kun! I am so glad you chose to have dinner here! You must be Sasuke’s friend?” She hugged Sasuke and smiled at her. She looks so beautiful, she looks like Sasuke. Sakura couldn’t help but stare at her, she is mesmerized by her beauty. Sasuke notices that Sakura has no plans of looking away.

“Kaa-chan, this is Haruno Sakura, Sakura this is my mother,” Sasuke said and in an instance, Sakura looks at Sasuke with wide eyes.

‘His mother! She looks like our age! What’s with their genes?!’ Sakura is freaking out, but she smiled at the beautiful woman in front of her and tried her best to talk.

“Good evening Uchiha-san, I am Haruno Sakura, pleasure to meet you,”

“Oh! Don’t be too formal my dear! Just call me Mikoto-san, everybody here is Uchiha-san,” Sasuke’s mother said while smiling at her, smile so warm.

“Let’s go and have dinner, shall we?” Mikoto-san continued and walks toward the right hallway of the mansion. Sakura notices Sasuke looking at her and she can’t help her smile.

“Why didn’t you tell me she’s your mother?!” she whispered to Sasuke as they walk behind Mikoto-san.

“Doesn’t she look like my mother?”

“She looks like your sister!”

Sasuke smiled at her, more like laugh at her but he’s holding it in so his mother wouldn’t notice. He grabs Sakura’s arm and continued to walk while dragging her with him.

Sakura couldn’t help her emotions. She wants to cry, cry to God for listening to her wishes. She feels so lucky. She finally decided, this is her time, this is her moment, this is God’s will, she will confess to him, she will tell him her feeling, at this moment she knows, that there is a chance that Sasuke feels the same.

She will take her chance.

[tellywoodtrash]

immj2 30+31.12.20 lbs

30.12.20

lmao ep starts off itself with vansh and kabir ka staring match.

vansh steady in first place, not having blinked for................ like 3 minutes now? this dude a fucking freak.

while riddhima gazes adoringly at him thinking bhagwaan ne mujhe itnaaaaaaaaaa achcha pati diya hai. pft. idk what the hell sins you did in your last life riddhima, to get a husband like this one in this life, but it had to be something reallllllllllll bad. like stealing from little orphans and kicking puppies or some shit.

thankfully dadi is here to put an end to this chutiyaapa.

countdown blah blah, no1 currrrrrrrrr.

itna pheeeeeeeeeenka happy new year. bhai-behen ho kya???

now we talking.

he just says some trite shit like new kahaani that will be remembered for ages blah blah and gives creepy looks. dude why can’t you be normal on oneeeee bloody day?

ahaana also giving random creepy looks seeing vansh/riddhima hugging. and she goes and............

i think i watch this show and rrahul a little too closely ki i instantly knew this isn’t his hand and thus it’s not vansh’s hand she’s holding.

yupppppppppp. bola tha na.

damn they make a hotass couple of shady bitches.

ok wow i’m really feeling it. wish kabir wasn’t a sociopath who is incapable of feeling attachment (“love” is too strong a word) for anyone but his mother.

lmao his reaction when ahaana tells him ki riddhima didn’t believe any of the pattiii she padaofied her about vansh.

ok but how do these two know each other??? matlab yeh le aaya hai issko? i thought vansh le aaya hoga?!!?

mereko kya kaunsa manhoos le aaya? i’m just here for the attractive ppl pressing their bodies up against each other. keep on keeping on, #KaHana

he’s warning her against ever double-crossing him and dude the angry/hate-sex vibes here are *~~~ExQuISiTe*~~~~

the way she’s confidently gazing at him all sexy tells me she’s a much more seasoned player than riddhima and i already love her more than the damn lead of the show.

damn. that’s a gnarly period you got riddhima. that’s an unusual amount of flow. go see a doctor about it, sis.

i’ve heard about ppl making art with menstrual blood and all, but this is fucking ridiculous.

anyway of course the dumbass goes investigating it. and got fucking attacked in the storeroom and SOMEONE HUNG HER UP. LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN THIS MESSED UP HOUSE DUDE????/ WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU STILLL LIVE HERE????

Chehra Appreciation Break

asadkjasldjlaskdjlsakjdlas the way he’s yelling for everyone and interrogating them of their whereabouts coz riddhima’s missing.

lmao ishani and ahaana’s reactions at this temper tantrum are fucking amazing.

dang what’s with the suuuuuper orange lower half of his face???? ugh. the foundation woes are back now that the beard’s growing back in.

anyway he went barrelling off to find her after some more chabaaya hua dhamkis at his fam. ahaana already regretting moving into this pagaal khaana.

this scene is so fucking disturbing to watch that i don’t even wanna fucking cap it. but she was legit getting HANGED and he managed to get there in the nick of time and save her.

how, you ask? BY SHOOTING AT THE ROPE, INSTEAD OF JUST.......... DOING SOMETHING NORMAL LIKE RUNNING AND PUTTING THE STOOL BACK UNDER HER FEET TO STABILIZE HER. THIS SHOW IS JUST FUCKING BATSHIT INSANE, MY LORD.

this poor girl, my god. i don’t think i’ve ever watched a tellywood FL be tortured to the extent that this one is on a daily basis. it’s fucking ridiculous. there’s no redemption for any of the raisinghanias at this point. she just needs to fucking leave (and file several domestic violence cases against each and every one of them, except dadi.)

anyway she tells him whatever went down today, starting from the period blood fiasco onwards and he’s........ vibrating in anger. cool i guess.

some promises and shit about how who ever did this will pay, time for “humaara khel” and .......... dude. you say this shit every single time. and nothing changes. i don’t give a fuck anymore about your stupid promises. move the fuck outta this hellhole with your wife if you really mean it.

seedha jaake ahaana ke sar pe bandook taan di. based on what evidence? only the Good Lord above knows, coz vansh and the writers sure don’t.

no literally based on what is he accusing her and pulling the trigger??????? idgi??????

almost shot her and is saying “riddhima pe kharonchh nahi aani chahiye, baat ishq aur vishwaas ki hai” and ahaana is giggling and literally what the fuck is going on i’m so confused.

ahaana saying wowwwww, you want revenge also, and she shouldn’t get hurt also.

MOTHERFUCKER!!!!!!!!!!!!! I KNEW IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HE’S THE ONE WHO BROUGHT AHAANA IN!!!!!!!!!!!!

literally what the fuck is this dude on???? badla chahiye, par dard nahi hona chahiye. bhai, kya phoonk ke aaye ho, humein bhi toh thoda de do.

ok this is tooooo fucking convoluted a game. riddhima thinks kabir is the one attacking her. but it’s kabir + ahaana. kabir thinks ahaana is on his side and brought her into VR mansion, but ahaana is double agent who was actually planted in kabir’s nazar by vansh to fuck over BOTH kabir and riddhima. i think?????????

ahaana be like re devaaaaaa, what fucking madness have i gotten myself into????????????? the things i have to do for health insurance coverage during a pandemic.

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31.12.20

first 5 minutes is some new year ka naach gaana bs. fwding.

ok this fucker is a legit motherflipping crazy. he just wants to keep torturing riddhima for god knows how long.

even ahaana is alarmed.

did he do absolutely noooooo research after the cliff chhalaang? like....... this revenge shit is so dumb at this point, when he knows she brought in vihaan to stop kabir from ruining the family, and took a second fucking bullet for him?!?!?!?!?!?! they shouldn’t have written the second gunshot plot point, coz now he looks like a reallllllllll unappreciative fucker for whom literally no good deed is enough.

WHAT PYAAR AND VISHWAAS, FUCKER???????? LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?????? YOU’VE PLAYED THESE GAMES WITH HER FROM THE VERY START OF YOUR MARRIAGE AND MAYBE TOOK A BREAK FOR A WEEK OR TWO IN BETWEEN - WHEN SHE GOT SHOT THE FIRST TIME AND DURING ISHANI’S WEDDING. THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT??????/ LIKE.......... THIS MAKES NO BLOODY SENSE. THIS CHARACTER IS JUST SUCH A SUPREME DOUCHEBAG, MY GOD. THERE’S ABSOLUTELY NO REDEEMING HIM WHATSOEVER.

also can’t say rrahul’s extra chabaaaaa chabaaaaaaa ke bolna is making this enjoyable to watch at all.

all i wanna know is what ahaana has on him that he’s indebted to her and thought her worthy enough to join forces with. SPILL SPILL SPILL SPILL!!!!!!!!!!!! what does ahaana get outta all this?!!?!?!!!!!!

riddhima on the other hand running around wondering whom vansh is gonna murder. SIS YOU JUST GOT STRANGULATED CAN YOU SIT DOWN FOR A HOT SEC AND REST?!?!!?!?

ahaana is like bro you gonna ruin riddhima’s life, and he’s like yeah, that’s what i want. jesus christ, dude. just divorce her then. why prolong this shit out like this????? truly psychopathic.

riddhima hears his voice and heads to the pool area..........

............. isn’t that his shoulder there behind the tree? is she fucking blind???????? HOW CAN SHE NOT SEE HIS 7 FOOT TALL HULKING ASS BEHIND THAT PATLA SA JHAADI?????? HE’S LITERALLY THERE LIKE........

........... she left. god. she’s really really REALLY stupid. like pretty sure these crimes against her count as extraaaaaaaaa bad....... like, pick on someone with your own brain capacity, vansh? leave the simple minded sis alone!

the only gift that’s acceptable from you rn sir, is divorce papers. and a self-filed restraining order promising to stay 3 whole districts away.

yikes, that beard is notttttt growing in well.

“tum mujhe apne saare stress de do.” BITCH YOU’RE HER BIGGEST STRESS. ASSHOLE. I HATE YOU SO MUCH.

“tumse door jaake jaaonga kahaan? abhi toh bohut kuch baaki hai.” fucking dieeee, you psychopath.

lmaoooooooooooooooo her face when she doesn’t understand wtf this gift is supposed to be. i’ve been there sis. trying to fake enthusiasm for some reallllll bad gifts from men is truly painful.

also she’s so dang cute when they let her use her face properly!!!!!! har waqt bechaari ko bass rulaate rehte hain iss show mein.

one ainvayiiii gift ke bahaane some random cuteness.

sis gazing at him some more thinking omg he loves me soooooooo much.

she remembered ahaana’s warning, and is like no she was lying to me!!!!!!!!! stupid stupid stupiddddddd. no matter whoever planted her, you should believe that sister over your haraami misters. motive jo bhi ho, bol toh behen sach hi rahi thi.

yuck that looks ugly af. why the hell would you want that on your bedroom wall? esp. when your bedroom is already so goddamn fugly.

anyway he’s gaslighting her some more about ahaana blah blah.

riddhima like i’ll prove it. le, iska jee nahi bharaa. she wants to do more jasoosi and go get stuck in random traps that try to kill her.

vansh promising he’ll throw ahaana and her partners out if she can prove it. meaning you’ll........... throw yourself out?????

whatever man, idk and idc anymore what this fucker does. i’m just here for the faces.

threatening notes planted in all these ppl’s rooms. everyone instantly like OMG VANSHHHHHHHHHHH DID THISSSSS. lol coz who else does this chutiyaapa of leaving random messages around like this.

but nope. chachi saw riddhima’s earring lying there and knows it’s her.

isko bhi mila.

lmao kabir rueing the day he set eyes on riddhima coz jeena haraam kar rakha hai ladki ne.

riddhima like mwahahahahhaha they must have got my notes and now they’ll come attack me! behen, woh toh note ke bina bhi roz karte aaye hain...............

there. promptly got jumped.

surprise, surprise.

lol attitude toh dekho behen ka. wish she was the lead of the show instead of riddhima.

[nachotrash]

MORE INCORRECT QUOTES

ft: @catchmewiddershins n @paradise-creator

Yaku: Dumbest scar stories, go! Pauline: I burned my tongue once drinking tea. Iwa: I dropped a hair dryer on my leg once and it burned. Shiyu: I have a piece of graphite in my leg for accidentally stabbing myself with a pencil in the first grade. Wid: I was taking a cup of noodles out of the microwave and spilled it in my hand and I got a really bad burn. Akaashi: I have emotional scars.

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Suga: What does “take out” mean? Yaku: Food. Iwa: Dating. Akaashi: Murder. Wid: It can be all three if you’re brave enough.

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Suga: Remember what I told you. Wid: Don’t be a cunt.

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Iwa: From now on we will be using code names. Iwa: You can address me as Eagle One. Iwa: Yaku is “been there done that”. Iwa: Akaashi is “currently doing that”. Iwa: Suga is “it happened once in a dream”. Iwa: Wid is “if I had to pick a dude/gal/enby”. Iwa: And Pauline is.. Iwa: Eagle Two Pauline: Oh thank god.

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Akaashi: What do you call disobeying the law? The Squad: A hobby. Akaashi: *crosses their arms* The Squad: That we do not engage in.

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Suga: Hey, I see those leaves, where are you from? Shiyu: Illinois. Suga: AAYYYE, I KNEW IT! ME TOO! Pauline: Did you just identify a state by looking at its leaves.

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Suga: *chokes on something* Wid: Jees, Suga, don't die on us. Suga: Don't tell me what to do, I'll die whenever the hell I want!

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Akaashi: You're a lying piece of shit! Shiyu: Oh yeah? You're the idiot that thinks you can get away with everything you do, WELCOME TO THE REAL WORLD! Yaku: I'm leaving and I'm taking Iwa with me! Suga, gathering cards: Aaaaand that's enough Monopoly for today.

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Pauline: I just want someone to take me out. Yaku: On a date? Iwa: With a sniper gun? Wid: Both if you're not a coward.

(YES YAKU X PAULINE)

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Shiyu: Holy shit, Pauline, do you know what this means?! Pauline: Kid, whenever you start doing this, nobody knows what you mean.

(pretty sure im the youngest here-)

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Pauline: Shiyu isn’t answering my messages. Iwa: Allow me. Pauline: I tried 6 times, what makes you thi- Shiyu: *replying to message* Hello.

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Yaku: Shiyu- Shiyu: *sighs* Pauline used to call me Shiyu... Yaku: ...Because it's your fucking name.

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Shiyu: Rules were made to be broken. Wid: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken. Iwa: Uh, piñatas. Akaashi: Glow sticks. Pauline: Karate boards. Suga: Spaghetti when you have a small pot. Shiyu: Rules. Wid:

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Shiyu: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the things you lost throughout your life. Yaku: It would be nice to have my sense of purpose back... Akaashi: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this. Suga: My will to live! I haven't seen this in years. Pauline: I knew I lost that potential somewhere. Wid: Mental stability, my old friend! Shiyu: Jesus, could you guys lighten up a little?

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Pauline: Hey Suga, do you have any hobbies? Suga: Swimming.. Pauline: Really? That’s cool. I never expected you to- Suga: In a pool of self hatred and regret.

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Yaku: We can bake these cookies at 400 degrees for 10 minutes or 4,000 degrees for 1 minute. Akaashi: No, that's not how you make cookies. Shiyu: FLOOR IT!! Yaku: How about 4,000,000 degrees for 1 second?!? Akaashi: yOU'RE GONNA BURN THE HOUSE DOWN- Yaku: I'M GONNA HARNESS THE POWER OF THE FUCKING SUN TO MAKE COOKIES! Suga: DO IT! Akaashi: NO-

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Yaku: How did none of you hear what I just said?! Wid: I've been zoned out for the past two and a half hours. Akaashi: I got distracted halfway through. Suga: Ignoring you was a conscious decision.

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Iwa: If you get in trouble, I'm gonna be like... a lawyer to you. Ok? Yaku: Okay. *later* Pauline: Yaku! Sit down on the chair, you're in trouble. Iwa, whispering: Deny everything. Yaku, loudly: That isn't a chair.

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Pauline: Iwa doesn’t look very happy. Yaku: That's their happy. They're just a bitch.

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Iwa: Who the fuck added me to a fucking group chat? Suga: >:O language Shiyu: Yeah watch your fucking language Akaashi: Okay, who taught Shiyu the fuck word?! Pauline: 'The fuck word'. Wid: Are you stupid? You guys use the f word all the time Shiyu: Oh my god they censored it Pauline: Say fuck, Wid. Shiyu: Do it, Wid. Say fuck.

(sounds like an actual conversation ngl)

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Yaku: We need more help. Maybe I should call my friends. Wid: ... Your what? Yaku: My friends. Suga: Are they saying “friends”? Pauline: I think they're being sarcastic. Shiyu: No, no, no, this is delirium, they've cracked from being awake all night. Hey, Yaku! All of your friends are in this room.

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Yaku: Where's Iwa, Pauline, and Suga? Wid: They're playing hide and seek. Yaku: Where? Wid: I don't think you get how this game works.

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Wid: Akaashi, what are you doing? Akaashi: Making chocolate pudding. Wid: It's four in the morning, why are you making chocolate pudding? Akaashi: Because I've lost control of my life. Akaashi: Here's your pudding, Yaku. Yaku: Oh that's okay, I'm not hungry anymore.

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Iwa: Hold on! I’m having one of those things….a headache with pictures. Yaku: What the fuck? Pauline: They’re having an idea.

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Wid: Yaku's first detention, I'm so proud. Akaashi: Whoa, back up. Why did they get detention? Iwa: Because they're an idiot. Pauline, terrified: They can do that??

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Pauline: *about Iwa and Wid* They make a cute couple, huh? Yaku: They certainly are standing next to each other.

(OK BUT LIKE, 👀👀👀👀👀)

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Wid: When I said you should try being friendlier this isn't what I meant. Suga, stirring a cup of tea aggressively: Oh, so now I'm TOO friendly? There's no pleasing you. Yaku, who broke into their house an hour ago: Two sugars, please. Suga: Coming right up.

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Akaashi: What's wrong with you? Yaku: Off the top of my head, I'd say low self-esteem, a lack of paternal affection, and a genetic predisposition for anxiety and depression.

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Yaku: Why is Shiyu crying on the floor? Wid: They took one of those 'what person are you?' quizzes. Yaku: And? Wid: They got Pauline.

(id cry of happiness ngl)

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Wid: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast? Akaashi: Several traffic violations. Shiyu: Three counts of resisting arrest. Yaku: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks. Iwa: Also, that’s not our car.

[bts-fantasy]

Hangover

Pairing: Jimin x Reader

Word count: 3K

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„Y/N, how many times are you gonna change your outfit today?“ Your best friend rolled her eyes looking at her phone disinterestedly. You walked out of your wardrobe to present your last and final outfit for the night: a red silk dress. Something you‘d put in the farthest corner of your closet thinking you‘d never bring up enough courage to actually wear it for a night out. Your daring outfit finally caught the attention of your best friend making her jaw drop along with her phone she‘d been holding. Giggling you twirled on your spot to show her the dress.

„What do you thi-“

Before you could even finish your sentence your best friend had already jumped on you screeching at the top of her lungs almost ripping your eardrums apart.

„If Jimin isn‘t all over you tonight, he‘s an idiot!“

You both laughed at her remark but she didn‘t know how your heart jumped at the mere mention of his name. It wasn‘t just a silly crush for you even if you tried to make it look like that. It was way easier to brush it off than to tell her how much you actually liked him.

You both finished getting ready for the party chatting excitedly about the plans for the night. Your best friend had her eyes on someone as well and being the extroverted self she was, you had no doubt that she‘d be able to get what she wanted in no time. You, on the other hand, didn‘t know how to do small talk even if your life depended on it. After so many months since you‘d started to take interest in Jimin, you‘d never been able to get past a „Hi, how are you? I‘m fine, as well, thank you“.

It was just frustrating.

„I wanna get drunk.“

You blurted out once you were on your way to the party. Your best friend‘s mouth fell open once again as she looked over to you. Luckily, the taxi driver wasn‘t able to hear you through the glass window that separated the front seats from the backseat. She put her hand on your bare knee and with a serious expression on her face she turned to face you.

„Are you sure about that? You‘re not really the type to-“ You cut her off by nodding your head with a smile determinedly. You wanted to try it at least once thinking maybe it could help you to let loose and be more talkative. She let it go even though the concern was written all over her face. As long as she was by your side you knew she wouldn‘t let it end in a disaster.

Oh, how wrong you were.

The party was already in full swing by the time you arrived. Music blasting out of the speakers, people dancing, catching up, and just having a great time.

Without putting much thought into it you took the first cup you got offered and downed it in one go.

„Oh my god, Y/N! Are you crazy?!“ You heard your best friend cry out next to you but you were preoccupied with the burning sensation in your chest. It was unfamiliar and didn’t even taste that good yet it left you wanting more just to feel that sensation again.

„You can‘t just down it like it‘s water, Y/N!“ You couldn‘t help but giggle at the incredulous look on her face as you took another cup from the table next to you and repeated the action before she could stop you.

„Geez, what am I gonna do with you?“ She shook her head in disbelief while the liquor started to get to you. You felt incredible as the burning feeling faded away and your heart rate increased.

Looking around the room you finally spotted Jimin standing in a corner with his friends fully immersed in a conversation and you took a deep breath before heading in his direction.

„Y/N, wait-“

Your best friend‘s voice got drowned by the loud music as you confidently strode towards the guy you liked. His bright red shirt and jet black hair were impossible to miss in the crowd and you felt your heartbeat increase rapidly with each step you got closer to him.

It felt like an eternity until you finally caught his attention and he looked over to you as you moved closer to him. His eyes scanned you from head to toe a sly smirk appearing on his lips before he excused himself and left his group to get to you.

„Wow, Y/N... you look incredible.“

His low voice was loud enough for you to hear over the noise. He stopped right in front of you looking down at you with a smile. You could only see the lights dancing in his beautiful eyes while he ran his hand through his hair. Now that you were in front of him you somehow didn‘t know what you‘d had in mind this whole time.

What did you want exactly?

However, before you could say anything Jimin offered you a hand much to your surprise.

„You wanna dance?“

He took your perplexed look as approval and confidently pulled you towards the center of the dancefloor.

Dancing with Jimin felt like a fairytale. It was magical how smoothly he moved you across the dance floor as if you were floating in the air. It felt surreal to be so close to him with his cologne clouding your mind more than the liquor that you‘d drank just a few minutes ago. It was intoxicating your senses completely pulling you into his spell. He didn’t say a word but had his eyes on you the whole time, smiling playfully hands firmly placed on your waist and the other one occasionally pushing a strand of your hair away from your face or softly running along your bare arms. You couldn‘t believe it. You couldn‘t believe how good it felt to be in his arms.

The music, his arms around you, and his smile. Nothing else existed in your world for a while as you moved to the beat.

„Do you want a drink?“ Jimin leaned down so you could hear him clearly and you felt a shiver run down your spine when you felt his soft lips brush your ear. You nodded without hesitation and let him guide you towards the bar fighting your way through the crowd. He handed you the cup and you took a sip almost spitting it out again taken aback by the strong liquor. Jimin only laughed watching your reaction and leaned down to you again with a smirk.

„It‘s my favorite.“ He winked urging you to finish up your cup and you did as you were told because who would be able to say ‚no‘ to those eyes?

„I‘ll be right back, Y/N. Wait here.“ You looked up at him as he stared into the crowd and walked away leaving you behind.

It didn‘t take long for you to realize that you‘d overestimated yourself regarding your tolerance level. As you tried to find the exit to get some fresh air you felt the whole room spin and shake around you causing you to stumble over your own two feet. However, before you could lose your balance and fall on your face you felt a firm grip around your waist.

„Thanks... Jimin.“ You slurred trying to focus on him but you could only make out the fine outlines of his handsome face. He led you outside without saying another word and you were grateful because who knows what nonsense you‘d babble in the state you were in. The cold air outside was a blessing on your hot skin and you felt like you were finally able to breathe properly. Looking up at Jimin one last time you smiled before it all turned pitch black.

You woke up the next day in your bed with a heavy headache and a nasty stomachache. You had no idea how you got home and into your bed. Looking down at yourself you realized that you were still wearing the red silk dress from the night before and that‘s when it hit you. Jimin‘s blurry face and how he helped you outside. He must‘ve gotten you back home safely even though you didn‘t remember ever telling him your exact address. Without losing another second you reached out to your nightstand where you usually put your phone and almost knocked over the glass of water standing there. That‘s when your eyes finally landed on the little pill and the handwritten note stuck underneath the glass.

Take this to get rid of your hangover.

The note instantly made you feel warm inside as your mind wandered back to the previous night and his arms around you. With a smile, you picked up your phone ready to text him when the second realization of the day hit you.

You forgot to ask for his number.

You facepalmed yourself unlocking your phone only to find several missed calls and messages from your best friend. You‘d completely forgotten that she probably had no idea where you‘d been the whole night so you decided to call her back bracing yourself to get a lecture from her.

„Hey...“ You spoke hesitantly once you heard your best friend on the other line.

„I hope you slept well, Y/N. How‘s the hangover?“

„Ugh... don‘t even start. I‘m so sorry that I left without telling you. You must‘ve been so worried.“

„Oh no, it‘s fine. Taehyung informed me that you got home safely.“

You knew that Taehyung was Jimin‘s best friend but you couldn‘t remember ever seeing him at the party last night. Either way, you were just relieved that your best friend had been informed about your whereabouts and didn‘t have to worry about you.

You ended the call trying to figure out a way to contact Jimin so you could thank him for his help.

After a while, you figured the best way to see him was to attend your college’s football game later that day. He was the captain of the team after all so you knew he‘d definitely be there.

You entered the sports ground in the evening looking around for Jimin in the crowd. The arena was packed with students making it hard for you to get past them to the field. Finally, you spotted a black-haired guy on the side of the field with his back facing you and you picked up your pace to get to him before the game started. Once you reached him you tapped on his shoulder to get his attention heart beating fast in your chest as he turned around and smiled at you.

„Hey!“ His smile widened turning his eyes into little crescents giving you a hard time concentrating on what you were there for.

„Uhm... I just wanted to thank you for taking care of me yesterday.“

Jimin stopped for a moment looking at you in confusion.

„Oh... uhm... you‘re welcome.“ His hesitation only made him look even more adorable to you and you suppressed the urge to lean forward and peck his cheek.

„Jimin! What are you doing over there?“ His teammates called for him so you quickly wished him good luck on the game before you walked back to the stands.

„Y/N, wait!“ You heard him shout from behind stopping in front of you when you turned around. „You wanna hang out after the game?“ Your heart nearly jumped out of your throat as he waited for your response with his teammates still yelling his name behind him. You nodded smiling up at him which he returned and quickly jogged back to his team.

Throughout the entire game, you weren‘t able to focus as your mind kept wandering back to Jimin‘s words and you waited with anticipation nervously tapping your fingers on your knees. However, your eyes automatically followed Jimin running across the field the whole time cheering loudly every time they scored. It was clear as day that Jimin‘s team would win and when they finally picked up the trophy everyone cheered as loud as they could.

Little by little the stands emptied themselves and you were soon strolling around the playfield on your own waiting for Jimin. It was already dark so you decided to head towards the locker room to look for him. You could hear the boys talking loudly in the changing room which made you stop at the door to wait for him outside.

„You killed it tonight, Jimin!“ You could hear one guy shout drowning out the other voices. He was indeed a good player, you thought to yourself. He definitely earned his position on the football team. „Who was that chick you were talking to before the game?“ Another guy spoke piquing your interest automatically pulling you closer to the door. „Is she your trophy for tonight‘s win? You were awfully confident about winning tonight. You usually ask them after the game.“

„She’s hot. I didn’t want to miss the chance if you know what I mean.“ You heard Jimin answer and the boys broke out in laughter but you on the other hand were left confused standing outside by yourself.

What did they mean? Trophy for tonight‘s win?

You knew how it sounded but you weren‘t ready to believe it. It was Jimin. The guy who took you home and even wrote a little note for you with a cure to help with your hangover. He was thoughtful, sweet, and whenever he smiled it just made you forget the whole world. He was a good guy.

Wasn‘t he?

Your heart was beating fast as your mind was racing back and forth with all kinds of accusations and excuses. You were so immersed in your own thoughts that you literally jumped when the door slammed shut right behind you. Turning around you saw an enraged Taehyung clutching onto his sports bag so tightly that his knuckles turned white, water still dripping down from his hair strands. His eyes got wide when he spotted you but they softened just as fast as he approached you slowly.

„What are you doing here?“

He asked softly as if he was afraid he might scare you away. You were lost not knowing what to answer or what to do next. You didn‘t know if you should wait for Jimin or go back home by yourself.

Taehyung seemed to understand what happened an apologetic smile tugging at his lips before he shot a glare back to the closed door where the noises of the boys could still be heard.

„Come on. I don‘t think you should wait for him.“

You sighed deeply but you had to admit that he was right. There were no excuses because you knew exactly what you‘d heard. Jimin only saw you as a trophy to celebrate his victory probably just waiting for you to undress. The thought alone made you sick to your stomach. Letting your head hang low you followed Taehyung and walked beside him quietly.

The walk was silent while you kept going back to the moment with Jimin on the dancefloor where he‘d smiled so innocently. You wondered how you‘d let yourself be deceived like that.

„Did you sleep well?“ Taehyung finally broke the silence and interrupted your never-ending train of thoughts.

„Oh yes, I did. Thank you for informing my best friend that I‘d gotten home safely.“

He smiled again looking down at you. You couldn‘t remember ever talking to him but he seemed really nice. He radiated calm energy which made you feel at peace even in the midst of chaos.

„Of course.“

Silence engulfed you once again but before you could come up with a new topic you‘d already reached your destination: your apartment block. You had been so up in your head that you hadn‘t even realized how he‘d walked you all the way to your apartment.

„Do you live here as well?“ You asked raising your brows to which Taehyung only laughed shaking his head. His deep voice sounded soothing, especially in the quiet night hours.

„Then how did you know where I lived?“ The look on his face suddenly turned serious while he stared right into your eyes as if he was searching for something. Your breath hitched in your throat by the sudden intensity but you remained calm trying to figure it out.

„You really think it was him, don‘t you?“

„Huh?“ You were genuinely confused but Taehyung cut you off again.

„Forget it. It‘s late and I have to go back to get my car, I‘ll see you around Y/N.“

You were too perplexed to even say a word as he rummaged around in his bag to get a little piece of paper and scribbled something down.

„Here‘s my number. Text me when you got to your apartment safely.“

He just handed you the little note and walked away after wishing you a good night. You watched him disappear before looking down at the note in your hand and the number written on it. His name was written right underneath but before you could put in your pocket you stopped taking a closer look at his name. At that moment the realization hit you like a truck.

It was the same handwriting as the note on your nightstand and now you understood how he knew your address, he must‘ve gotten the information from your best friend when you passed out at the party. Before you could think about how stupid you‘d been this whole time thinking it was Jimin who took care of you, you ran after him.

„Taehyung! Wait!“

You screamed at the top of your lungs not caring about the sleeping neighbors around you. Finally and out of breath, you reached Taehyung who had a concerned look on his face as you hugged him tightly.

„I‘m so sorry, I should‘ve known it was you but I was convinced it was Jimin this whole time but it wasn‘t and I know that‘s very stupid of me because I can‘t even remember what happened last night and-“

Before you could continue making a complete fool out of yourself Taehyung pulled you into a tight hug resting his chin on top of your head.

„Took you long enough, Y/N. Yes, I was the one who took you home yesterday.“ He laughed stroking your hair with one hand. The silence returned and you both stood there for a while relishing the strangely beautiful moment. When he finally pulled back there was a new glow in his eyes which made him appear even more handsome than he already was. Taehyung took his time to look into your eyes and you couldn‘t help the way your heart jumped inside of your chest. You couldn‘t believe how fixated you‘d been on Jimin to the point where it had completely clouded your mind but you were relieved that you found out the truth in the end. And he was standing right in front of you.

„Thank you, Taehyung. I owe you one.“ You grinned looking up at him standing underneath the street lamp with his damp hair shimmering in the light. A fond smile spread on his face before he calmly replied.

„Then let me ask you out on a coffee date.“

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The End is Where We Begin (3/?)

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“Block!”

Nia hissed as she lifted her arms, summoning energy around them just as the girl of steel’s fist slamming into them. She knew they were only training and Kara’s strength was reduced but each punch from Kara felt like a truck being thrown at her.

“You’re getting better at blocking, Nia. That’s great.” Kara smiled weakly, rubbing her eyes softly. She hadn’t been able to get much sleep thanks to the Monitor and what he’d shown her. The only way for the multiverse to survive was for Supergirl to die. She needed to make sure the world would be safe if she was gone. “Let’s try a little sparring now.”

Nia nodded slowly, her breath heavy. Something was different about Kara today but she couldn’t figure out what it was. Maybe she hadn’t gotten used to Kara’s new Supersuit yet or maybe it was something else, she didn’t know. “Okay.”

Nia was almost instantly pushed back into a defensive position once more, barely blocking the onslaught of punches from the experienced hero. She knew training was supposed to be hard but she never expected Kara to be pushing so hard. She needed to take it seriously, forget Kara was her friend for the moment.

Nia closed her eyes for a brief moment before letting the rest of her dream energy explode out of her body, catching Supergirl off guard. She quickly took advantage of the mistake, punching towards Kara with everything she had. Kara was easily blocking it but to Nia’s satisfaction, she could see the girl of steel was being pushed back.

Nia’s flinched as Kara slammed her hands together, a shockwave erupting from the Super’s hands with more than enough force to send Nia to the ground. “Damn.”

“That was a good idea using your dream energy like that.” Kara smiled softly, offering her hand towards her friend. It was clear just from that attack Nia used she was getting stronger and better with using her energy. “But you let out too much of it at once, not leaving enough behind to support yourself.”

Nia nodded quickly. Even if Kara was being so much rougher with her than usual she knew she was only trying to make her stronger. “Okay.”

Kara bounced back a short distance, getting ready to fight once more. “Good, then let’s try something else.” 

“Like what?” Nia tilted her head in confusion, her eyes widening as Supergirl’s eyes started to glow red. “Oh no.”

Nia quickly put her hands forward in front of her, forging a wall of her dream energy to appear in front of her just as the heat vision beams fired. Kara had never used her heat vision during any of their previous sparring matches.

Nia took in a deep breath, forcing the wall of energy to fall onto the heat vision so her energy wrapped around it. She spun around quickly, moving the energy around with her before launching it back at Kara.

Kara smiled, easily dodging it with her super speed. She appeared to the side of Nia, throwing punch after punch. She couldn’t help but be impressed by Nia’s ability to adapt to her situation.

Kara’s smile faded as the message the Monitor gave her echoed in her head. She saw many possible futures, more futures than she could count. She saw the people she cared for the most burn to smoke in the anti-matter wave. Alex, Nia, J’onn J’onzz and Lena all gone in the blink of an eye.

“Kara?” Nia hissed in pain as Supergirl’s punches started to get stronger and stronger. “That’s too much.”

Kara continued to punch, Nia’s words landing on deaf ears as she continued thinking about what she saw. She could remember in some futures it would be her and Alex being the last to get swallowed by the anti-matter wave, some futures it was Lena and some it was Nia. In some of the futures, it would be her, Oliver and Barry standing together at the end. Watching helplessly as the world crumbled around them. 

“Kara!” Nia yelled, bearly having any time to block the oncoming punches. It was clear that Kara was lost in her own thoughts, completely oblivious to how much she was hurting her.

Kara quickly snapped out of her thoughts as she felt her hands being grabbed, stopped in place. She frowned in confusion, looking to the side to see an upset J’onn J’onzz standing next to her with his hand over her closed fist. “J’onn? What...what’s wrong?”

“What’s wrong?! Kara, you almost tore Nia’s arm off!” J’onn answered before turning his attention to Nia. He knew Kara would never normally hurt her friends but for the past few days, she had been acting differently.

Kara’s eyes widened as she realized what she’d done. Nia walked away with J’onn, clutching her arm close to her chest. “Nia...I-I’m so sorry.” Kara apologized. She hadn’t even realized she had started to punch harder than she should have. “I didn’t mean to.” Nia shook her head as she glanced back at Kara. “It’s fine, don’t worry.” “Let’s get you to the infirmary.” J’onn shot Kara another confused look before he led Nia out of the training room. Kara looked down at her trembling hands, wracked with guilt. ---- “So what you’re saying is there’s no way to stop the wave of antimatter?” Lena watched as Kara paced back and forth in front of her desk, seemingly growing more aggravated by the second. “That’s not what I’m saying. What I’m saying is that if there’s a way I haven’t found it yet. But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to. It just takes time.” “Time isn’t something we have right now,” Kara muttered, rubbing the back of her neck. “We’re running out of time. Every second I try to put off the inevitable is even more time wasted. Maybe I shouldn’t have asked you in the first place. I had no right to ask you to do this for me.” Lena stood up and walked around her desk to intercept Kara. The Kryptonian almost walked right into her and Lena grasped Kara’s forearms, partly to ground the clearly upset hero but mostly to avoid being knocked over herself. “What’s happened? If we’re going to figure this out, we need to be level headed. Both of us. That means me putting aside my resentment for you...for the moment. But it also means that whatever is on your mind needs to be put aside for now too.” Kara swallowed thickly, locking eyes with Lena. “There’s something I have to do, for the sake of everyone. And I’m having trouble coming to terms with it. I’m…” Kara briefly gritted her teeth, her eyes misting with tears. “I’m scared. Not for myself. For Alex, for my family and friends. I’m worried that what I’m going to do may cause harm later on. I’m trying to prepare them for what’s going to come but...I lost control. I-I almost broke Nia’s arm yesterday when we were sparring. It’s like I forgot where I was. Who I was fighting. I don’t know what I’m doing, Lena.” Lena let out a soft sigh and glanced toward the couch in her office. “Sit down.” She lightly pushed Kara toward the chair and Kara went along, sitting down. Lena sat down next to her, making sure to keep a distance between them. “If you want me to keep helping you, you have to tell me the whole truth. What do you know? You should know by now that I don’t like being lied to.” Kara bowed her head, briefly biting her lip. She released it, resigning herself to what she needed to do. “There’s this...god. He calls himself the Monitor. He showed me my future. A lot of futures...billions of possible outcomes for the coming crisis. Every one of them ends with everyone dying. Being caught up in antimatter. Alex, Nia, J’onn...you.” She looked up, catching Lena’s eye. “All of them but one. Something needs to happen for us to stop this crisis.” “You knew already and you didn’t tell me?” Lena asked, frustrated by the news. Once again it seemed like Kara was trying to keep things from her. “Do you know how hard I’ve been working on thi-?” She was cut off as Kara reached over and grabbed her hand, squeezing it tightly. She paused for a moment, noticing the pain reflected in Kara’s eyes. She felt a tug at her heart and cursed herself. She hated that Kara still had such an effect on her. “What is this solution?” Kara briefly looked down at their hands, trying to put off having to say it for as long as possible. She brushed her thumb lightly over Lena’s knuckles and looked up again. “Supergirl has to die. I have to.” Lena stared at Kara for a moment before recognition crossed her face. She unconsciously squeezed Kara’s hand, tight enough that it would have hurt an ordinary human. Her chest felt suddenly tight like it too was being squeezed. “I’ve been training Nia,” Kara said softly, noticing that Lena was having trouble forming words. “To take over when I’m gone. I just don’t know how to tell Alex. I didn’t know what I would say to you.” Lena clenched her jaw, trying to compose herself. She realized she hadn’t taken a breath since Kara’s admission and she quickly inhaled. “Well, then it’s a good thing you won’t have to tell Alex anything.” She stated after a moment. “Because you’re not dying.” Kara’s brow furrowed. “Lena, it’s the only way. I’ve seen it.” “There has to be another way.” Lena snapped, drawing her hand away from Kara’s. She stood up, crossing to her desk. “What will the city do without Supergirl? There has to be some kind of loophole in this prophecy.” Kara got to her feet. “What kind of loophole?” “Maybe you’re meant to die briefly but we can bring you back,” Lena answered off the top of her head. “I’m not sure.” “Lena, there’s nothing left of me to bring back,” Kara said gently, taking a step toward Lena. She faltered when Lena spun around to face her, a frown on her face. “I’ll be erased by the antimatter.” “Well, then I’ll find another way to keep you alive,” Lena said again. She perched on the edge of her desk, not trusting her knees to continue holding her up. Kara’s brow furrowed slightly. “Why would you do that?” Surprise flickered over Lena’s face. She didn’t attempt to answer the loaded question. She didn’t even know the answer herself. At least not one that sat well with her. “Who else knows about this?” “Nia. Because she saw it when I did. I needed to know for sure if the Monitor was telling me the truth.” Kara answered softly. She watched Lena closely, trying to figure out what she was thinking. “I haven’t told anyone. Besides you.” Lena stared at Kara for a moment before she sighed and looked away. “We’ll think of something, Kara. You can’t just give up. Isn’t Supergirl supposed to be hope personified?” Kara let a small smile tug at her lips at the question. “I try to be. I just don’t see a way out of this.” Lena was silent for a long moment before she finally managed to speak up. “Tell me again about this Monitor and what he showed you. I want to know every little detail of what you saw. If we’re going to have a chance to beat this I need to know everything.” ---

“Alex?!” Kara landed hard on the balcony leading into the DEO HQ, barely giving the small crater she’d made a second thought before she rushed into the stone building. She was well aware that if Alex had used her Superwatch to get her attention it must have been serious. “Alex, are you here?!”

“Supergirl!” Alex exclaimed in relief as she rushed down the stairs to her younger sister. She walked past the red and blue superhero, taking her by the hand as she moved past. “We need your help.”

“With what?” Kara tilted her head in confusion, following behind the Director of the DEO. She looked around as she walked, starting to get nervous as she noticed the Agents were gearing up like they were about to go to war. “What’s going on?”

“These...things,” Alex answered, clicking a button on the keyboard she stopped short of. The screens in front of her lit up with images of creatures with dark gray skin and huge, sharp teeth protruding outwards from their mouths. “These things have taken control of a building nearby with people inside. We asked J’onn what these are but he doesn’t know.”

“Hexorons.” Kara's eyes narrowed in anger as she crossed her arms in front of her chest. Like the Daxonites, the Hexorons were a race that lived on a planet near Krypton. She thought they all died when Krypton exploded, shards of her home planet destroying the smaller planet. “They should all be dead.”

“Why are they taking over a building?” Alex frowned, turning to her sister. She was surprised Kara hadn’t mentioned the race of aliens before. 

“I don’t know. But I’ll stop it.”

“Supergirl, wait for the strike…” Alex growled in irritation as the Kara flew away, leaving the DEO before she even had a chance to turn to face her sister. “...Team. Damn it.”

Alex turned quickly towards the computer, tapping the button to the side of it for the intercom. “Strike Team Alpha and Bravo. Suit up!”

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Kara ducked, slamming her palm into the alien’s chest before jumping into the air and slamming her other fist down hard into the alien’s head. She had to admit that with the Hexorons being from a planet near her homeworld it made them strong. Not as strong as she was but still strong. 

She skidded under another of the aliens, yanking on its leg as she stood up and slammed her foot into another’s chest. She spun around, throwing the alien she’d grabbed into a small group of Hexorons heading towards her. She could remember what her mother used to tell her about the Hexorons and how she should always stay away from them. Her mother had called them killers and thieves, and it looked like she was right.

Kara kicked hard against the door in front of her, sending it flying off its hinges into the group of Hexorons lying in wait on the other side. She turned quickly to the side, sucking in air as she did. With one quick blow of air she sent more than a dozen of the alien’s into the far wall, knocking all of them out. She couldn’t help but feel like something was strange about the Hexorons she was fighting. It was as if they were being instructed on where to stand and what to do, something she knew they hated doing. They may have been thieves and killers but they were proud thieves and killers. 

She continued up the stairs, working her way towards the hostages while quickly clearing the floors in her way. She couldn’t let anyone die. She refused. She sidestepped, her eyes narrowing in irritation as a claw tore through her cape and snapped as it hit her skin. She grabbed the alien that attacked, throwing it through the floor under her so it hit the pile she’d made on the floor below. 

Kara quickly lifted her arms up, catching a chunk of the ceiling above as it fell toward her. Her eyes widened as she suddenly started to weaken, her arms aching under the weight of the ceiling as green lines appearing in her skin. She knew what it was immediately but she had no idea why or even how it was there. She barely had enough strength to keep the chunk of ceiling lifted above her. “Kr-Kryptonite…”

“That’s right.”

Kara looked up at the stranger’s voice, her eyes narrowing in anger as she spotted the green glowing stone. A cloaked woman stood a few steps away from the struggling hero, a small green stone in her hand. She glanced behind the cloaked woman towards another woman behind her, this one with crimson hair tied back in a ponytail. “I don’t know who you are or what you are doing but I will stop you.”

The woman scoffed at Supergirl’s warning, taking a step closer to the blonde. A crooked smile crept it’s way onto her face as she rubbed the stone against Kara’s cheek, the edge of the rock cutting the Kryptonian’s skin. “It’s amazing how a small stone can bring the girl of steel to her knees,” Kara yelled in pain as the cloaked woman stamped onto the back of Kara’s leg, forcing her to her knees. “Literally.”

Kara looked up just in time to see the crimson-haired woman roll her eyes, stepping away and out of sight. She wasn’t sure why but it looked as if the woman was also being affected by the kryptonite even though she knew the woman wasn’t a Kryptonian. The only Kryptonians were her and Kal El. 

She gasped as she felt the jagged green stone being pressed against her neck, piercing her skin slightly. With only a single tug of the woman’s arm, she could easily slice Kara’s neck open and there was nothing she could do about it. She couldn’t believe she might be killed, not there or then. The monitor foretold her death in crisis, not in an office building.

“Supergirl, duck!”

Kara quickly lowered her head, surprised to see a bullet fly above her head into the cloaked woman’s shoulder. She frowned as she felt the ceiling chunk get blasted into dust by dream energy before being caught by Nia. “N-Nia?”

“I’m here Ka...Supergirl. I’m here.” Nia spoke with a soft smile on her face, slowly rising to her feet. She turned just as the cloaked woman stood up, blood dripping from her shoulder. “I could use some help here.”

“Done.” 

Kara let out a breath of relief as Alex dashed in front of Nia and herself, punching the cloaked woman hard in the face with more than enough force to send the stranger off her feet. “Alex, watch out!”

Alex ducked, stepping to the side as the crimson-haired woman lunged towards her. She blocked the punch, throwing the woman over her onto the ground before pressing her pistol against the woman’s head. “Stay down. It’s your only warning.”

“I can’t do that!” The crimson woman answered, kicking Alex off her. She quickly rolled onto her hands, pushing herself back to her feet before turning her attention to Nia. With both Supergirl and Dreamer against her it was clear the fight wasn’t going to go her way even if Kryptonite was affecting the hero still. “It’s time to leave!”

“What?!” The cloaked woman stood up quickly, her voice strained with anger. The last thing she wanted to do was to leave when she had the Kryptonian in her grasp. It was only a Naltorian and a human, two species she could handle with ease. Supergirl could still barely stand. “Like hell we are!”

Nia turned quickly as she sensed something behind her, her eyes widening in horror when she spotted one of the Hexorons lunging at her with its teeth ready to bite into her. She flinched as a knife flew past her, impaling the mindless alien’s forehead. It collapsed harmlessly to the floor. “Thanks Alex.”

“That wasn’t me.” Alex let out a long sigh, turning towards where the two women were a moment ago. They had some kind of teleporter similar to the watch Lex used. She had no idea why the crimson-haired woman would save Nia but she was thankful for it at least, even if it left her with more questions than answers.

Kara hissed in pain as she stood on her own, taking a step forward towards her sister. “Alex I…”

“Save it, Kara.” Alex turned quickly towards her sister after making sure there wasn’t anyone around them to overhear. “We’ll talk about this later. Nia, could you get her out of here while me and the Strike force deal with the hostages?”

“S-sure.” Nia nodded quickly. She could easily tell that Alex was angry at her sister, angrier than she had ever seen her before though she understood why. If she and Alex were a minute later, Kara could have been seriously hurt or even worse. She knew that Supergirl was supposed to die in crisis but she knew better than most that time can be changed. Alex stepped toward Kara, briefly inspecting her wound. When she was convinced that it was only superficial she let out a sigh and shook her head. Kara swallowed thickly and averted her gaze, not wanting to see the disappointment in Alex’s eyes. As Alex walked away Kara felt her knees buckle but before she could fall, gentle hands gripped her arms. “Nia?” “Let’s get you back to the DEO,” Nia said softly, offering Kara a small smile. “It’ll be okay. Alex will come around.” Kara nodded mutely and gratefully leaned on the shoulder Nia offered her. She watched Nia grimace slightly and quickly took some of her weight off of Nia. “I’m really sorry about your arm. I would never intentionally hurt you.” “I know. Don’t worry about it.” Nia answered reassuringly. “I’m more worried about you right now.” “I’m fine,” Kara answered quickly. Nia shook her head. She knew not to press the issue yet though and carefully led Kara out of the office. ---- It was freezing. That was Lena’s first thought as she was dragged from her peaceful slumber back to consciousness. She gripped at her blankets, pulling them tighter around her so she wouldn’t have to get out of bed. She’d had a late night as it was and she knew that if she let herself wake up any more than she already was, she would inevitably be up all night working. “Lena Luthor.” Lena froze, her eyes shooting open at the sound of a voice coming from across the room. She froze for a couple of seconds, icy fear rushing down her spine before she pushed herself up in bed, looking around the room. She fumbled at the side of her bed, looking for the knife she kept tucked down the side. “Don’t.” The warning came from across the room and Lena’s eyes flitted to the corner. She vaguely noticed that her window was wide open, the curtains blowing in the breeze. “What do you want?” Lena saw a flash of green as the person across the room shifted. “To give you a warning.” The voice was unmistakenly female though Lena could tell that the voice was being disguised by something. “A warning about what?” “Supergirl. Soon enough, Kara Danvers will be lost to you forever. Perhaps.” Lena swallowed thickly, her mind racing. Whoever this woman was, she knew that Kara was Supergirl. “Perhaps?” “Perhaps not. Soon enough you’ll have a choice to make. I came here to ask you to do what’s right.” “What do you mean?” Lena moved to slide off the bed, taking her eyes off of the woman for a split second. As her feet touched the ground and she stood up, she saw that the woman was gone, leaving her alone in the room. “Damn it!” TBC

[danurso]

Colorguard league AU

*in the middle of the night, at vale docks*

Thug 1: come on, can't you go any faster?

Thug 2: *loading a large truck* do you want me to damage the merchandise by accident so boss can break our spines? No? Thought so.

Thug 3: still, we should go as fast as possible, we don't want to face him.

Thug 4: are you talking about that crazy guy dressed as a bat? Heh, if he tries to show up i'll show him something *pumps shotgun*

Thug 3: he took an entire cartel by himself, you don't wanna end facing him do you?

Thug 4: i bet that's all made up, no one can do that.

Thug 3: still, we better not risk it.

Thug 4: risk what? We're five, we can take out an lunatic dressed as a bat.

Thug 1: yeah...speaking of witch, where is mark?

Thug 4: i thought he was helping you unload the boat?

Thug 1: he was, but he needed to take a piss and said that he would come back soon.

Thug 3: that was twenty minutes ago, where is he?

???: right here.

Thug 1/2/3/4: *looks back at the body of their unconscious friend that just fell between them*

Thug 1: what the fuck!?

Thug 4: *looking around aiming his shotgun* who did that!? Show up already!!

Thug 3: oh god, its him! We're doomed! HE'S HERE!!

Thug 4: SHUT UP!! *looks back at the group, unaware of the shadow that just landed behind him* THERE ISN'T ANY CRAZY BAT HERE!! IT'S PROBABLY THOSE GUYS FROM THE JOKER FACTION PLAYING WITH US!!

Thug 1/2/3: *terrified and pointing behind him*

Thug 4: WHAT IS IT NO- *turns around and freezes at the dark tall figure behind him* WHAT THE HE-

???: *punches thug 4 straight in the face knocking him out*

Thug 3: HE'S HERE!! HE'S REAL!!! *opens fire*

Thug 1/2: *open fire as well*

???: *throws a smoke bomb at the ground*

Thug 1: where the hell is he!?

Thug 3: i don't know! I can't see a thing!

Thug 2: AAAAHH!!!

Thug 3: what the hell!? David! David! Where the hell are you!?

Thug 1: AAAAAHH!!

Thug: mike! MIKE!! Come on guys this isn't funny!! Show up already!! *looking around but seeing nothing*

*thump*

Thug 3: *flinches looking back at his unconscious friends piled up* w-what? What the hell is thi- *starts to back away but bumps into something and starts to turn around facing a dark figure clad in black* WHAT THE HELL!? *tries to shot at him*

???: *grabs the barrel of the rifle and twists it, throwing away right after*

Thug 3: *falls back on the ground and starts to back up in panic* h-how!? W-WHO ARE YOU!?

???: *grabs him by the collar pulling him close* i'm batman. *headbuts thug 3 knocking him out and throwing him at the pile of thugs* done here. ozpin, send a message to commissioner ironwood, tell him to come investigate the docks.

Ozpin: *through the intercom* as you wish master jaune.

Jaune: now to the next area. *starts to walk away but its stopped by a red and yellow lightning*

???: im here!! Bad guys better get rea- *stares at the scene* ohh...am i late?

Jaune: *sighs* yes flash, you are late.

???: sorry jau-i-i mean batman! Sorry batman!

Jaune: *sighs again* its okay ruby, what are you doing here anyways?

Ruby: oh...well, i was passing by and thought you might need a extra hand here. you've been working a lot to keep vale in peace lately and you're probably tired and all, maybe if you're done here you could go back home, eat some cookies, watch a movie and rest for the night.

Jaune: *in a serious tone* i'm not done yet, there are still many other criminals around vale and someone needs to stop them.

Ruby: still...you're not the only hero around, can't you just take a day off and relax?

Jaune: the crime doesn't take 'days off', so i can't take any either.

Ruby: not even today?

Jaune: no, and if that's everything, i still need to scan the area, one of them said something about the joker faction and i need to check it out. *pulls grappling hook throwing at the top of a building and flying off to it*

Ruby: why are you always like this? *crosses her arms with a pout* can't take a day off even on your birthday.

*later*

Tyrian: HAHAHAHAHAHA!! well, well, well, what do we have here? If it's not vale's number one bat boy.

Jaune: *tied on a chair and with his hands handcuffed behind it* joker, i should have imagined that you were back. *looking around at the several barrels of laughing gas* and planning something big i suppose.

Tyrian: of course batman! I've been out for a year now, i need to do something special for when i get back to the show.

Jaune: and so you planted your laughing gas around the city so it falls into chaos while you stroll around it?

Tyrian: Ding! Ding! Ding! Ten points to batman for figuring out my plan! *raises a controller* All i need to do now is press this button and BOOM!! Everyone around vale will have the time of their lives!! And this time batman, i won't allow you to stop my fun like you always do, this time i will-

???: *red and blue blur crashes through the wall taking out joker and his henchmen in a few seconds before landing in front of jaune with several knocked bad guys on her shoulders* hello again batman.

Jaune: *deadpans at the red haired girl with green eyes in front of him* superwoman...what are you doing here?

Pyrrha: i heard the joker was back and i thought you might need help to defeat him.

Jaune: *sighs* you shouldn't have interfered, everything was under control.

Pyrrha: *sheepishly* well...it didn't looked like that to me.

Jaune: it's because you preferred to crash into the building before thinking about it. Joker was bragging about his plan just like i wanted, luckily he said everything before you showed up. *gets up massaging his wrists*

Pyrrha: wait, weren't you trapped?

Jaune: i let them capture me so i could find out joker's plan.

Pyrrha: b-but what if he used his gas on you!?

Jaune: *pulls out a shot from his belt* i have the antidote for his gas.

Pyrrha: b-b-but what if he used his gas on the city!?

Jaune: i already sent loads of the antidote to every hospital around vale, besides, the first thing i did when i got here was cut the signal of his transmissor, he couldn't trigger the gas around the city no matter how much he tried.

Pyrrha: oh...right...im sorry, i didn't wanted to get in the way, i just thought you might appreciate some help. You're always working alone and pushing yourself so much to protect the city, you should take a day off and relax, why don't you go home for tonight? You're probably tired after everything that happened.

Jaune: i'm not tired, i still need to patrol the area.

Pyrrha: why don't you let that to the others? You're not the only hero around here.

Jaune: vale is still my city, i can't just let the work for other peoples to do it. *walks away*

Pyrrha: *sigh* why don't you let us help you even on your birthday?

*later*

Hazel: im surprised to see you here batman.

Jaune: it wasn't hard to track you down after finding your subordinates at the docks bane.

Hazel: huff, i think it's like they say, if you want something well done *presses a button on his chest injecting dust on himself through green tubes* THEN DO IT YOURSELF!!! *charges at batman*

Jaune: *jumps over hazel and dodges his following attacks*

Hazel: stay still batman!! HRRHAAAHH!! *lands a punch on batman making him fly away and hit the wall* now be still *cracking his knuckles* i'll be qui- *gets punched in the face and flies back across two walls*

Jaune: *gets up and sighs* oh god, not again.

Yang: *winks* sup batboy!

Jaune: wonder woman, what are you doing in vale? Wasn't there an entire island in mistral needing your help?

Yang: it did, but after i finished there i thought, 'maybe my good friend batboy needs a hand' and so i'm here, and it looks like i came right in time.

Jaune: everything is under control.

Yang: *grins* really? Then why was bane kicking your ass?

Jaune: he wasn't, i let him hit me so i would get some distance.

Yang: *rolls her eyes* sure, and why did you needed to take distance?

Jaune: because of this.

Hazel: *charging at yang from behind* YOU-

Jaune: *presses a button on his belt, discharging a large amount of electricity on bane, frying his device and knocking bane out*

Yang: h-how did you-

Jaune: i placed a electric discharge on the device on his back when i dodged his first attack*

Yang: you're scary y'know?

Jaune: i just like to have a plan before jumping in the action, something you should start doing. *starts to walk away*

Yang: where are you going?

Jaune: patrol the area.

Yang: don't think you're good for today? I mean, there are other heroes around vale and you've been fighting a lot lately, why don't you take a day off?

Jaune: *stops and looks back at her* the day crime take a day off, i will think about it. *walks away*

Yang: geez, only you to avoid fun even on your birthday.

*later*

Cinder: *sitting on a large flower* well, well...look what do we have here.

Jaune: *lands a few meters from her* i see you redecorated since last time ivy.

Cinder: i'm glad you noticed batman, although i think these walls need a bit of red to it *raises a hand lifting several vines* mind helping me with that?

Jaune: i- *gets interrupted by a pair of girls coming through the rooftop* *sighs and facepalms* not again

???: *fires several arrows cutting the vines* NOW!

Cinder: wha- *gets hit by a giant white hand before getting trapped in a white bubble*

???: and done.

???: poison ivy neutralized.

Jaune: black arrow, white lantern, what in the world are you two doing here?

Weiss: *floats near him* we're helping you batman, try being a bit grateful for that.

Jaune: why would i be grateful? you two just got in the way.

Blake: hey, we know you have the lone wolf thing of yours, but don't you think that saying that we just got in the way is a bit too much?

Jaune: but it is the truth, this place used to be a water treatment station, ivy was using her plants to poison the water, even if you defeated her she could still release the poison on vale's water system.

Weiss/Blake: w-what!?

Cinder: *grins*

Jaune: good thing i blocked the pipes connecting this station to the city' water supply and also prepared a special something for your toxins and plants. *drops a small pill in the water making all plants wither*

Cinder: NO!! HOW DID YO-

Jaune: you can find poison for plants in any gardening store on vale, i just made a more concentrated version of it, now if you excuse me. *turns around and starts to walk away*

Blake: wait!

Weiss: where are you going!?

Jaune: patrol the area, who knows what other criminals are still around the city?

Blake: don't you think that-

Jaune: no, i didn't do enough for today, no, i'm not gonna take a day off and no, i don't need to relax, what i need to do now is stop criminals from hurting people, and if that's everything, i'll take my leave. *walks away*

Weiss/Blake: *sighs in defeat*

Cinder: pff, and here i was thinking to be the only woman he's cold with.

Weiss/Blake: SHUT IT!!

*a few minutes later*

Jaune: *driving his batmobile* what's next ozpin?

Ozpin: *in a small screen* master jaune, don't you think you're done for today?

Jaune: please don't start you too.

Ozpin: i know about your resent about taking days off, but don't you think that you should rest at least on this day.

Jaune: why does everyone keeps repeating that, what's so special about today?

Ozpin: *raises eyebrow but chuckles*

Jaune: what's so funny.

Ozpin: master jaune, could you please tell me what day is today.

Jaune: i believe its march thirty, but what is so... *sigh* its my birthday isn't it?

Ozpin: i believe it is master jaune.

Jaune: let me guess, the girls are waiting for me with a whole surprise party ready, and that's why they were trying to convince me to come home earlier.

Ozpin: correct as always master jaune.

Jaune: *sighs* im an idiot.

Ozpin: just a little bit sir.

Jaune: ozpin, what other heroes are on the area?

*on the arc mansion*

Weiss/Blake: *gets in the house with more casual clothes*

Ruby: *also in casual clothes, bolts from the couch to them in a split second* so?

Weiss/Blake: *shook heads*

Ruby: *whines* wha- b-but why?

Yang: *crosses her arms* cause work is more important to him then anything else apparently.

Pyrrha: i-it's not like that, he just want to make sure the city is safe.

Yang: there's a bunch of other heroes around it! The city is safer than ever!

P/RWB: *deflates*

Yang: face it, he just don't wanna spend time with us.

Jaune: that couldn't be farther from the truth.

P/RWBY: *flinches and jumps slightly*

Yang: holy shit!! Where the hell did you came from!?

Jaune: the elevator that connects the cave to the mansion is right here. *points to the clock behind him*

Weiss: why are you here? Shouldn't the batman be patrolling the city?

Jaune: yes he should *looking around at the decorations, balloons the presents and the huge (poorly done and probably handmade) cake* but jaune arc had an appointment here, one he was already getting lato to.

Yang: ohh, now you remember?

Jaune: yeah, but only because ozpin reminded me of it.

Ruby: what? What do you mean?

Jaune: i mean that i didn't even knew today was my birthday.

P/RWBY: *shocked*

Jaune: i only remembered because ozpin told me about it. *looking down slightly* im sorry girls, you all had the work to prepare this party for me but i just pushed you away... *sigh* i think i've been batman for so long that i don't even know if i can still be jaune arc anymore, i can't even remember about my own birthday...im really sorry girls...

Ruby: *bolts to him and hugs him tightly*

Jaune: err-

Pyrrha/Yang: *trapping him in a bone crushing hug*

Jaune: ugh...girls i can't-

Blake/Weiss: *Joins right after*

Jaune: girls-

Ruby: shhh...you need a hug.

Jaune: *getting blue* maybe, but oxygen would be really nice too.

P/RWBY: ooops. *let go*

Jaune: *taking deep breaths* thanks, so, when is this party going to start?

Ruby: *with a beaming smile* RIGHT NOW!!! *press play on the music*

Pyrrha: *flying to the table* should we begin with the presents?

Jaune: sure.

Yang: let him open only the ones on the table.

Jaune: there are others besides these?

Yang: *grins* yup, there are five other presents ready for you, but you can only unwrap and use them later on the bedroom.

Jaune: w-wha-

Yang: you've been neglecting your girlfriends for some time now ladykiller, so your last present for today is going to be a present for us as well, do you mind?

Jaune: *sighs* i don't have a choice on that matter do i?

Yang: nope.

Blake: no.

Pyrrha: *shooks head*

Ruby: nopey.

Weiss: no way.

*on the next morning*

Jaune: *sipping his morning coffee* so, how it was yesterday?

Sun: good, we stopped a gang from robbing a bank.

Neptune: yup.

Sage: we took out a small cartel in the docks.

Scarlet: they weren't expecting any surprises so it was quite easy.

Nora: and we broke the legs of some guys trying to attack a girl.

Ren: *nods*

Jaune: besides that?

Sun: nothing much, after your apparitions yesterday most criminals decided to take a day off and just a few were acting, but the cops took care of it mostly on their own, we barely had to help.

Jaune: so it was an uneventful night?

Neptune: Practically, what about yours?

Jaune: well-

Ruby: *lazily* yaaaang, i can't feel my leeegs.

Yang: *floating towards the bathroom with ruby on her back* me neither sis, me neither.

Weiss: *groans* how did he kept going for so long?

Blake: no idea...

Pyrrha: *floating towards the bathroom, carrying blake and weiss* oww...im sore in places i didn't even knew could get sore.

P/RWBY: *gets in the bathroom*

SSSN: *staring wide eyed at jaune*

Jaune: what?

Sun: what's happening to them?

Jaune: well...let's just say that i went a bit overboard after my party yesterday.

Neptune: dude, how did you do that?

Jaune: *raises eyebrow* Do what?

Neptune: do what!? You're a human being that managed to sleep with the superwoman, the wonder woman, the flash, the white lantern, the black arrow and survived, not only survived but got them all sore, how the hell did you do that!?

Jaune: it's simple *sips his coffee and grins at them* i'm batman.

Ren: yeah, he is.

Nora: *shrugg* can't discuss with that.