#ik you've heard some of this before but i was honestly REALLY struggling to come up with something

[the-art-in-arthesia-is-loud]

Final Farewell

sorry for this guys ik i'm Not Done with the story summary yet but i'm just gonna drop this thing that is basically an out of context spoiler. i uh apologize in advance 😔

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In the darkness, the girl who was once filled with fear and self-hatred tries her best to see. Obviously, she struggled a little, but then a light came from behind her.

Pamolia turned around, and was greeted by the sight of the one person who has always been there for her through thick and thin, surrounded by blue butterflies as they all gather around him to give some light to him.

"Pupa!" She called out, running towards the man, who in turn whipped around to see the girl. "Ah, Pamolia, hello." He greeted calmly. Something about the overall vibes he gives off at the moment feels...different to the girl.

That made her fear for what will come next.

"Wha...What are we doing here?" She asked anxiously, glancing around the dark void, before glancing back at Pupa, who's lips curved into a small smile. He lets out a light-hearted chuckle, before giving the girl his answer.

"Why, because it's time for me to say my final goodbyes, silly!" He replied. The way he sounds so happy about this makes Pamolia even more scared. "W-what? What do you mean, 'your final goodbyes'?!" She asked urgently, feeling her breath hitch.

"Remember when I told you that I'm gonna accompany you until you're ready to live life independently?" Pupa asked back, raising an eyebrow at Pamolia, who stopped panicking for a little bit. "...Yes...? What does that have to do with—Oh."

The realization hit her as hard as a large rock would.

Her heart dropped in an instant.

The truth is clear to her now.

Pupa is going to leave her forever.

"H-huh...? N-no...no no no no no. No! I- I'm not going to let you leave me like this!" She shouted at him. Pupa sighed in frustration, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Wow, you're so stubborn even after all of this time. C'mon now, Pamolia. You're better than this." He told the girl.

The fact that he really is trying to shove the truth further down her throat made Pamolia sick to the stomach. "No! Shut up, shut up, shut up! I don't want you to leave yet! I can't...!" At this point, her eyes are starting to water. The sight of the panicking girl made Pupa feel a bit bad, but she had to accept the truth somehow!

Otherwise, she could never be able to live her life to the fullest.

"Pamolia- Pamolia, look! I...I know this is all so sudden, and I'm sorry for not telling you this sooner, but please. I want you to just move on and forget about me after all of this." He told Pamolia. That statement didn't made her feel any better. In fact, it made her feel worse.

"Forget you? FORGET YOU?! PUPA! YOU KNOW ME BETTER THAN THIS!"

"I know! But c'mon! If you don't move on from me then you'll never survive life, you idiot!"

"B-but—"

"NO BUTS!"

After that, deafening silence.

All that can be heard is Pupa's panting.

"....Sorry." He then said, trying his best to calm himself down. "Just- Please, Pamolia. Please. I've always cherished our time together, I really do! Honestly, at first, I thought you were a really annoying little girl who couldn't stand up for herself and is just so meek and helpless."

"But...I guess over time, I managed to bond with you more, and because of that, my opinions on you changed a lot. You're...more than a helpless person to me now. You...you've grown to become someone who's independent and brave. You have more courage in you than I ever will, actually."

"You don't know this, but at this rate, I see you as a little sister to me, and I...didn't exactly wanna leave you anytime soon. But rules are rules, and if I break them, both of us would be dead as hell. So, I'd like it if only one of us is dead, and that one of us is me."

"Pupa, I—"

"I don't need anymore words from you anymore, Pamolia. I just wanted to say...thank you. For everything, really. You're an amazing person, Pamolia, so don't let those people's words get to your head, okay?"

Pamolia looked down, her eyes watering even more as she stared down at her shaking feet. That is, until she could feel warm hands on her shoulders. She looks up, and sees her guardian figure—no, her brother, smiling at her with equally tearful eyes.

Pupa inhales, before heaving out a sigh, blinking his eyes several times to get rid of the tears that were threatening to spill. "Alright. Enough is enough. Maybe to make this final farewell more...joyful, why not I offer you for one last dance?" He asked, offering a hand for Pamolia to hold.

Pamolia looked at his hand for a moment, before smiling widely, putting her hand onto it. "Sure, I guess." She replied, nodding. A chuckle came from the other person in the void.

And so, the two dance with silence, enjoying each other's company throughout the entirety of it. These are their last moments together, after all, so might as well make the most of it.

Step, step, step, step, twirl, step, step, step, step, twirl, and repeat.

But then, Pupa slowly separates himself from Pamolia. That gesture did made the girl confused in a sense, but nonetheless, she let it slide either way. Though, after awhile, she realized something is wrong. She stopped dancing, and then looked around for any signs of the man.

Sadly, her suspicions were right.

Pupa is gone now.

Forever.

Pamolia sighed sadly, then sits down on the ground, reminiscing on her time with Pupa thus far.

A lot of ups and downs for sure, but still, he was an enjoyable person to be around with.

So having him gone while she gets to live on feels unfair to her.

So, she knew what she had to do.

"Butterflies, restore memories of the past, so that he can make new ones!"

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📓 👀

Nebulous, queerplatonic Rodiclash my beloved. I've really warmed up to the pairing lately, but like, a specific flavor (or mixture of flavors). Of course there's the inherent hilarity of the "one-sided rivals" and "one guy actively hates/is in Homoerotic Nemesisship with another guy who is Literally Just Vibing, and maybe genuinely LIKES the first guy" dynamic, which I love, but then we can build from that... EMOTIONALLY :D

Rodimus holding no grudges after the mutiny, and actually being visibly more amicable around someone he "hated", and Thunderclash thinking "wow, so generous and honorable of him", but really Roddy is more like "oh okay you're not completely cartoonishly perfect, you're actually just as capable of screwing up royally as me, cool great awesome I can actually tolerate you now". From the other perspective, that person who is widely seen as Perfect™️ chooses to be with a person who is widely seen as a fuckup, because not only does he see that good in him that everyone else misses, but also because He Also gets to be on equal footing with someone who doesn't hold him up to an unrealistic pedestal of being Perfect, won't give up on him when he does inevitably fall short of the fantasy, actually likes him more for being a disaster and not a paragon. Both of them feeling seen as Full People, not only their accomplishments and also not only their mistakes. Even more meaningful IMO if you hardcore lean into a disability lens (Rodimus' ADHD and/or other neurodivergence + Thunders' spark injury + the whole species' lifetime of trauma + probably more): that you don't have to be a shining picture of ✨inspiration✨ and ✨overcoming✨ to be liked and wanted.

Aromantic Rodimus plus Thunderclash who maybe had some kind of romantic infatuation with him to begin with, but they talk it through once they grow closer, and he eventually concludes, "no actually, I don't feel like I'm missing out on anything, I wouldn't choose the thought of maybe hypothetically theoretically someday settling down and staying put with one (1) romantic partner forever over this, you and what you are comfortable with and having you and our relationship in my life at all are more important to me than any other what-ifs, and I'm definitely not going to leave you behind for want of someone or something else". Or maybe Thunders himself is aro, and/or some other kind of a-spec, and in the past he's felt like there was an obligation for him to be Available™ to all the mechs that swoon over him, and this is a huge relief. Either or!

In the murky recesses of my brain there's something set on the Exitus in the post-LL "bad end", of them growing closer mostly by accident. A series of subtle and bittersweet vignettes musing on lost loves (of many forms) and missed opportunities and inevitable creeping mortality. What makes you keep on living despite yourself when you know for certain that your best days are behind you, you can't have much time left, and you've already used up your allotment of second chances and then some? Finding similarities if not sameness, comfort if not closure, home base if not home, in unlikely places. Yearning and making peace and yearning again. This is imperfect, they are imperfect, but it's what they have, and it's not enough if "enough" was all they ever wanted, all that they had before, but it's enough if "enough" is Not Actively Self Destructing, and realizing it's okay to be tired, and it's okay to rest your tired head on another tired shoulder. A series in poetic bursts with all-lowercase song lyric titles precariously hanging between "way too corny" and "thanks, my soul just imploded". No plot, only vibes.

Whether as part of the above or a separate story entirely, I also have the thought of them deciding that they want to bond, but becoming conjunx wouldn't be right, and amica doesn't feel quite right either (while the term does have similarities to what we on Earth call queerplatonic relationships, and maybe is equivalent for some, I don't think that these two think of theirs specifically with the "best friends" connotation -- it's a different flavor). So what they settle on is invoking the rite of Prime and Lord High Protector. The Prime who never got to lead and the war hero with nothing left to fight have no one to prove anything to and no desire for a performance of the power and tradition of the ruling class; they twist this legend into a private affirmation for them and only them, swearing what they have left to one another. (Bonus angst if this is in fact along the timeline of the above, and it's not clear if they'll even have their sparks left by the time they're through; if one or both of them is close to the end, and bonding is a 50/50 shot between "we're both jumpstarted and then we'll see how far we can cheat death This Time" or "we both burn out instantly", and they're at the point where they can be at peace with either option.)

[agentsoftie]

Sleepless Nights ( S.R ) p.2

summary: Y/N and Reid aren’t the most fond of each other. So what happens when sleep, have to share a bed, and get married?

pairing: Y/N x Spencer Reid

a/n: a/n: AHH okay so here it is! It’s my first au so it’s probably not the best. But big thanks to @anepiphany! Ani baby none of this would be happening without you! Thank you for you tips and making me not go insane! Also pls tell me if I slept something wrong cuz like, your girl not the best when it comes to it. Also there will def be a loophole somewhere in my case and if you find one, just let it slide because life is filled with loopholes ❤️ also this is gonna be a two parter! ( this is the second part )

warnings: mentions of a case, angst and blood (the smallest amount), fluff really though

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“So today happened,” you say while you got into bed.

Yeah, today happened. So, I guess we're gonna do this thing huh,”

Wait, is he asking me out? you think to yourself. No dumbass of course he isn't. He's talking about the event thing. you say to yourself mentally. “Yeah, I guess so.”

“So, sleep huh.” He asked awkwardly.

“What?”

“You know, sleep. Like us, together. No, wait t-that came out wrong. I meant like we’re gonna sleep, but ike together on the same bed. But if you're not tired then we-” He got cut off by you when you grabbed his arm. Immediately he looked down at your hand and then up. He looked like he had just seen a ghost and gotten an A in a class you were failing at, at the same time.

“Breathe, just breathe. How ‘bout you take a shower huh.” You say in an airy voice while still holding onto his arm.

“Uh, okay. Yeah, a shower. That sounds good.” He said, forcing you to let go of his hand.

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It takes him 10 minutes to finish taking his shower. Tonight he comes out wearing another pair of basketball shorts and another tee. It really makes you wonder if all he goes to sleep in is a pair of shorts and a tee. Like really Reid come on. You have money, use it on some proper pj’s. Although you're one to argue wearing another pair of shorts and a loose crop top.

“You said last night that there was no hot water so it took you ten minutes, well this time there still was and it again still (italicize) took you ten minutes. Like what the fuck!”

“I'm not really one for hot water. But my statement last night still remains true, you took up the hot water.”

“ Reid, this is a hotel. They almost always have hot water running.”

“Okay well, I don’t care!”

“I thought you were supposed to be the smart one.”

“Ha, so you admit it!”

“Admit what?”

“That I’m smarter than you!”

“Well in certain areas, yes,” you said in an annoyed tone. He was smirking at your struggle for answering. “Ugh, can we just go to sleep.” You say not wanting to continue this conversation.

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You woke up to the sound of rain pouring outside. The skies were as gray as a child on a monday. You felt something on your stomach and to your surprise that feeling was a man known as Dr. Spencer freaking Reid. He was laying on you with his head right under your chin. You were holding his hand and your legs were intertwined with his again. You can't remember what happened last night to lead up to this, but what's done is done. The person you've been pining over for the last 3 years was here laying on you and looking like a fucking god.

Your phone started to ring causing him to wake up.

“Emily? Oh, okay yeah, I'll be there in 20.” She told you to go to the address that she had sent you. Saying to bring Reid with you to get your outfits for tonight. “Reid, come on we gotta go.” You say looking down at the art that was placed in front of you.

“No, I don't wanna leave. I just wanna sleep.” You had never seen this side to him before. So soft and sweet. Was the universe trying to make you fall for him? If so, then it was working.

“No come on, we have to get our outfits for tonight. We have to get ready and eat something. So come on, get up.” you say trying to get up but failing because he holds you back.

“No. sleep.” He mumbles half awake.

“Spencer, how ‘bout this. How about you sleep for a little until I take a shower and stuff. Then you can get up.”

“Okay, fine.” And with that he was out, leaving you go gaze over the literal form of perfection.

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“Y/L/N how long does it take to get changed?” Reid yelled.

“Oh will you shush!”

“Geez, no need to get so mean.”

“Iswear I will backhand you so hard if you don't shut up!” You say while walking out. And at the sight of seeing you he was speechless. Staring at you like you had something stuck in your teeth. “What?” You say looking down at your black floor length gown.

“No n-nothing. It's just-”

“Just what?”

“You look good in that dress.”

You looked down immediately after he said that fearing he would see the blush. He did. “Yeah well, you look good too.” you say while moving your hands after the redness was gone.

“I know.” He said, smirking causing you to make a sarcastic face.

“Okay, well we have to go now or Hotch will literally kill us.”

“You. He’ll kill you.” He says while walking out of the door.

“And you would just love that, wouldn't you.” You say following him out.

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“Reid, you have your gun?”Hotch askes.

“Yes.” He said.

“Wait, where should I put mine?” You ask while holding your gun.

“Oh, you see, you're not going to have one.” JJ says while taking your gun away slowly.

“Then what the hell am i going to use as self defence?”

“You're a badass, you'll figure it out.” Emily says suggestively.

“Damn straight.” You say smiling causing her and JJ to laugh. Reid was not impressed.

“Okay, these glasses have a secret video camera in them sending footage to Garcia once you turn it on. So whatever you do, don't take these off.” Hotch says while handing Reid a pair of glasses that match his suit. “And Y/L/N this is your “wedding ring.” It has a video camera in the diamond so try to keep your hand up and try to make it as visible to people as possible.” He says while handing you the ring.

“Okay you're married, so act like it!” Rossi says before you two leave.

“Yeah, you both better be so in love it makes someone sick.” Emily adds.

“Yes mom. Yes dad.” You say jokingly.

“Okay and before you go, here are your earpieces. And we’ll be near the building if anything happens.” JJ says.

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“Y/N, put your left hand on Spencer’s arm.” Garcia says through the earpiece. And you did exactly that. “Okay, now be affectionate.”

“Pen how should we do that.” You say while looking at Reid so it looked like you were talking to someone.

“I don't know? Spencer, kiss her.”

And then bam! Before you knew it, his lips were on yours. You didn't know how to react. He wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you in making the kiss even stronger. You then put your hands in his hair and pulled at it a little. And at that moment it was as if the world stopped. As if time froze and fireworks went off. And then all of a sudden he pulled away and you looked down.

“Cherry or Strawberry?” He asks as if nothing just happened.

“I uh- strawberry.”

“Pardon me, but I couldn't help but notice that beautiful ring.” Says a guy approaching you.

“Oh thank you! It's very gorgeous isn't it!”You say while looking down at the ring then bringing your hand up.

“But not as gorgeous as you honey.” Reid says while looking at you. Oh god the things he did to your heart.

“Oh, uh how rude of me not to introduce myself. Im Ryan. Ryan Carson.” He says while holding out his hand for both of you to shake.

“Im Y/N Reid and this is my husband Spencer Reid.” You say while shaking his hand after Reid, as always, refused to. Y/N Reid had a nice ring to it, although you would never change your last name. But it sure had a nice ring to it which both you and Reid noticed.

“How long?” Ryan asked.

“3 months.”I said.

“When did you know?”

“The first time she read me The Fault In Our Stars. It was 2 something in the morning and I couldn't sleep so she read it to me. And I just couldn't stop thinking that this is the girl I’m gonna marry.” Reid said. Although that of course never happened, your heart wanted to explode. Right after he said that you kissed him on the cheek. He immediately turned red, but you didn't say anything.

“Wow. That’s just, wow.” Ryan said.

“Guys I think this guy is our friend Thomas. Well not think, know. He looks exactly the same. So make sure to play into his tactics or whatever. Therapy must cost a lot for you sweet children.” Garcia says.

“You know, I’m gonna propose to my girlfriend soon. Would you two help me pick out a ring?”

“What do you think Spenny?” You ask in a joking tone. Spenny, that was one you never used. You liked it, did so did he.

“Well, I think that it’s an amazing idea baby.”

You could see the anger in his eyes. The anger you get before taking a life. You could see that all he wanted to do was end your lives right then and there. Honestly you two could go into acting if all this death gets too heavy for you.

“Great! Then follow me right this way.” He says while leading you to the elevator. The ride was fairly quick but the entire time Reid had his and around your waist pulling you close to him. Oh god the things you would do to have him.

“Here’s my room.” he says while gesturing to you two to go in first. You saw two chairs and then heard the door slam behind you. You jumped at the sound and turned around to see him standing there with a gun pointing that both of you. “You don't want your wife to die a painful death, go sit down on the chair.” And he did exactly that. “Now you too bitch.” he says while pointing the gun at you. And you did exactly what he said.

“What do you want!” You yell at him while he ties you up.

“I want your happiness to end. If I can't have it, then how can you?”

“The world doesn't revolve around you!” And then before you knew it there was blood coming from your arm and a door kicked open.

“Y/N!” Spencer yells.

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“I’m okay, really I’m fine.” You say to the paramedic wrapping your arm.

“No you’re not! You got shot!” Spencer says.

“Okay well how about I leave you two along for a bit huh.” And with that the paramedic was gone.

“Oh look, you scared the paramedic.” You say while throwing your hands in the air.

“Okay and you scared me.”

“Spencer, I got shot. It happens.”

“Yes Y/N I know but it could have hit an artery and make you bleed out. I could have lost you. Why dont see that. If you die who am I gonna mentaly torture, who am I gonna talk to my mom about, who am I gonna love? I've already lost so much, I can't lose you too. I love you.”

“You love me?”

And just like that he grabbed you and put his lips on yours. You immediately put your hands in his hair and pulled hard, he didn't care though. He pulled you closer to him, making you come back with 10 times more force than before. You pulled apart due to lack of oxygen and he put his head against yours after catching his breath.

“Does that answer your question?” He says softly.

This time you kiss him. Not as aggressive as last time though. This was a small, yet equally as meaningful kiss. “I love you too.”

“I fell in love the way you fall asleep; slowly then all at once” – John Green

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