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jadetheblueartist · 5 months ago

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-Season Two:

(Also warning for violence and torture probably)

The second season begins with Anik tied to a chair in front of a glass window as he gains consciousness. He is interrogated by the program leader who questions him about where the others escaped to. He says he doesn’t know bc he wasn’t involved in that part, and she doesn’t take kindly to that. After he doesn’t give her the information, she grabs his face and points it toward the window where he sees Megan cuffed to a wall. The leader makes an order and Megan is aggressively beaten by a security guard wielding a tasing staff (hehe I’m this guy, I love beating her up, sorry). Anik struggles against his restraints and yells at the leader to stop it. She simply stands back and watches, saying that he just needs to give her the location of the escaped subjects. Since he doesn’t know, this goes on for a while until they are thrown into a cell until further notice. Anik tends to her wounds using strips of his jacket while they just sit and wait, hoping this doesn’t repeat (it does a few times). After who knows how long, they are both weak and tired. Anik is frustrated and guilt ridden at what’s happening, while Megan sees it as what she deserves for what she did to her friends. They both think they are hallucinating when alarms begin to go off. Then a stranger breaks into their cell and orders them to follow them. They follow to an awaiting escape ship along with some other people who were rescued. But Megan gets caught on the barrier again. They frantically explain to the stranger and he points out her arm port thing, saying it’s probably that and they need to cut out of her arm before it’s too late. He gives Anik a knife but he doesn’t want to. Megan takes the knife from him and cuts the chunk of skin off, allowing them to rush into the ship. Receiving frantic medical care, they realize that they did it. They escaped.

Throughout the season, their rescuer explains that he managed to escape on a mission after finding out the truth and brought it to the attention of a protection organization who began working to help free them. While most of the subjects had been saved (by Zelda and Xander) those in the prison block were rescued then. After arriving on earth they all split up in order to not be tracked as they’re traveling to the organization’s various locations. While Megan and Anik do have to split up, they’re assured that they will end up at the same place (which is little consolation). Megan ends up traveling with a newish character: Talon. Talon would’ve appeared in one of the filler episodes as, unbeknownst to Megan, a spy trying to get them out. He and she would spend a lot of time together and become really close until one day Talon disappeared. His cover was blown so he had to return to earth and Megan’s mind was wiped of the memories for security reasons.

Talon

Talon had always tried to help people. He wanted to help them to do what they always wanted to do. It was weird coming from him though, since he could never figure out what he wanted to do. He’d tried a lot of passions in his youth, hoping to find that one thing, but it never quite clicked. That is until he decided to become a professional chef. Well, maybe not a professional, but he fell in love with the culinary arts. He just wanted to cook for people. The only problem was he had no way of doing this. For now, he was kicked out of his parent’s house and working as a truck driver. One day, as he was driving along an empty road, chaos erupted as two cars sped towards him. One of them slammed into the back of his truck, knocking him off the road. The next thing he knew, he was waking up in a weird looking hospital. The people explained to him that they were part of an organization that would be helping people trapped in some program. What happened on the road was Talon getting caught in the crossfire. Talon knew it was a wild shot, but he asked if they had any available job slots. After all, they put him in a hospital so they kind of owed him, and they seemed like a government organization. They probably paid better than his current job. They were caught off guard by the question and said they’d have to get back to him. It took a few weeks but eventually he did get a call regarding an opportunity. It was really risky, and he would essentially be a spy, which he wasn’t too sure about. But then he found out how many people had been lost to the program and he couldn’t back out. He agreed to go on the mission. He acted as new security for the program called the Orion Initiative where he would try to gather inside information that could help to get the people out of there. He found the information while he was there, but he also found love? a friend. One of the subjects he had to talk to was Megan, a person who’d been there the longest and who was also one of the human experiments. They spent a lot of time together, until one day, Talon’s cover was blown. He barely made it out alive but he never got to tell Megan where he went. It had always made him upset, and he wanted to keep helping to help the people escape. But unfortunately he could go on any more missions. The payment from the job was good enough to start renting an apartment as he drove trucks and did odd jobs for the company. He couldn’t leave until he knew they made it out. One day, they picked a space ship on a sensor coming quickly to earth. Talon went with them to investigate, and it was a bunch of the subjects he had met. But Megan wasn’t there. With help from those subjects, the organization was able to launch a rescue to get the remaining people out of there, and all Talon could do was wait for them to return. He supposed he was getting pretty worked up over almost nothing since he was probably barely an acquaintance to her, but he just wanted to make sure she was fine. Finally the group returned, and just his luck, he was paired with her for the transport to the refugee facility. This was gonna be great.

They spend several days driving across the country as they rekindle their friendship and get to know each other (again). Eventually, Talon lets Megan and Anik live with him while they don’t have anywhere to go. Until they are found by the Orion Initiative and have to live on the run for some time. This is where filler episodes will be while the three become closer and are hunted by the organization. This will set up and perhaps get into Talon and Megan’s romantic relationship as Megan gains a sense of independence and identity. Talon will learn that she needs time before getting into a serious relationship. Anik will learn to finally be comfortable in this group.

In this season finale, they will reunite with Zelda and Xander to bring down the program once and for all. They will accept that they’ve all grown into different people that no longer fit anymore and will go different ways- Zelda and Xander going to college in hopes of having a normal life and Talon, Megan, and Anik working with the organization on other projects.

Oh boy this opens up the opportunities teehee season 2 filler is gonna be so fun bc I have a bunch of freedom bc they’re on the run. They can be anywhere I want them to be. Tagging you again this is the last one ^^ @banana-pancake5

I’m in a lore spilling mood and this needs to be done at some point so now is good. Better buckle up bc idk how long this is gonna be and I don’t even know what exactly I’ll go into. (Little warning for some violence) So without further ado, please enjoy the story of

The Orion Initiative

-Season One:

This is the story of four teens who all find themselves in alien hunting program- the Orion Initiative. They, among many others, apply for this opportunity and are accepted to receive their training and employment on the Orion’s spaceship. These four meet and come together as friends as they discover the more sinister side to this program in an episodic format (that quietly sets up the “big problem” in the background). Let’s meet the cast.

Megan

Megan had grown up on this spaceship, specifically in the area dedicated to scientific research. She was part of the research after all. Megan didn’t know what exactly had been done to her over the years, but she knew she was different. It was hard to compare herself to other people though since this ship and the people on it were all she’d known. Well, it was all she knew until the program began. Megan watched from afar for a few years as strangers came to live on the ship. She didn’t get too many opportunities to interact with them, nor was she allowed to, but she didn’t mind. Just to observe was enough. But one year, when the next wave of trainees flooded the halls and she watched them bumble about excitedly while getting her enhancements, one of the scientists told her the news. She would be joining the program this year. Megan was admittedly very nervous. She had alarmingly little information about this program despite her proximity to it, and she would be thrust into the midst of these strangers. Regardless of her thoughts about it, it was happening. Her few belongings were moved into a new room she would share with another girl, who looked like she could be her own age. The other girl looked up and walked over quickly, sticking her hand out in front of her. “Hi, I’m Zelda! I guess, we’re roommates?” Megan wasn’t sure what to think at first; this girl seemed strange and different, but not bad. Later, Zelda gave her a knotted bracelet. It had meant that they were friends, she told her. Megan didn’t take it off.

Zelda

Zelda had it all going for her. She was about to finish high school with a 4.0 GPA, the had a group of friends and family that loved her, and she was lined up to go to her dream college on a scholarship. So why didn’t it feel right? She’d been preparing for this moment for so long, but it felt like something was missing, like she should be doing something more. That was when she discovered something- the Orion Initiative, an elite program where she could live in space and be professional trained to hunt aliens. That definitely sounded better than going to a stale college for the next few years. Besides, this program was training and a guaranteed job with compensated room and board. It was literally the total package. And if she ended up hating it, college would still be there… After rearranging her plans, Zelda was soon packed and saying her goodbyes to her friends and family. She would miss them, but it was time she did something exciting with her life. After arriving and setting up her things in her room, she met her new roommate. Her roommate seemed a little closed off at first, but after gifting her a friendship bracelet, they seemed to click. Plus, when she was going around and meeting some other new recruits her age, she met a guy who was really cute. As it turned out, he and his friend’s room were in the same hallway as hers. This was going to be great.

Xander

Xander had a job to do. He had been researching this program for years, but the internet didn’t hold much about it. The Orion Initiative- the website vaguely described it as a program that would train and employ its applicants to hunt the aliens that could pose a threat to earth. It was advertised as completely voluntary, you can drop out at any time, you can always stay in touch with your loved ones. But if that was the case, then why did his brother just disappear? There had been nothing from him since he left. Xander had texted and called him everyday, but the phone didn’t even ring. His mom said that he was probably just distracted and busy with his new work, but she was one to talk. She was always busy and distracted; it would be hard for her to really realize something was wrong with this. So now, he had a job to do. His mom thought she was seeing him off to the airport as he flew to his university, but that wasn’t exactly true. He hoped she wouldn’t have to find out what was happening, that it was all just a misunderstanding and his brother just didn’t have service. Maybe he could really go to university one day. But not now. Xander was cautious and observant as he navigated the spacecraft. In any other circumstance, it might’ve been pretty cool. He asked around about his brother (“Do you know Jake Lee?”), but everyone there was new like him. He met a few people, like his roommate and girl who seemed really sweet, but he could still sense that something was off about this place. And he was going to figure it out.

Anik

Anik needed to get out. He was sick of everything. Sick of school. Sick of his parents. He just needed to get away. He needed to do something to get his mind off of things; he needed some control over his life. He had been scrolling on his phone when he was given a strange ad, boasting a great program where applicants could be trained to hunt aliens? Anik was intrigued. The website didn’t say many specifics, but it completely covered training and living costs? This was perfect. Anik would practically be paid to do dangerous stuff, and his parents might finally get off his back about his plans for the future. It was almost too good to be true. He was definitely doing this. After a little while of preparing everything, he was off to this program. He arrived and put his things in his room, where he met his roommate. The guy was pretty chill, but he did seem to be looking for some guy named Jake. He was a little preoccupied in Anik’s opinion since they were on a literal spaceship, but he didn’t care too much. He and Xander went to meet people soon after, and Anik had to hold himself back from cringing when they met this one girl. By the way those two were looking at each other, he could tell they would definitely be seeing her again. After quietly backing out of that conversation, he made his way around to some other people- he wanted to know what exactly they would be doing for this training. No one he found knew though, since they were all new. He guessed that the people who had already been through training must be in a different location. It didn’t really matter too much to him though. This was the start of the coolest thing he’d done in his life, and he was gonna make it count.

After coming together, the gang will go on to partake in little adventures as they learn life lessons and grow their relationships with one another. Zelda becomes the self-appointed leader of the group with her confident and competent nature and her ability to think quickly. Megan feels sort of out of place within the group and usually just follows Zelda around and lets her do the decision making. Xander is a sort of instigator who will pull the team into investigating certain situations, but will always be quick to help whenever they need it. Anik feels uncomfortable in the group dynamic but eventually comes to find his place as the heart and protector of the team. The leader of this program (who Megan knew as a sort of mother) often interacts with them specifically, giving them their missions and seeing to their concerns.

In one of the very important plot episodes, the team is training. The training takes place in a closed and monitored forest environment on one of the planets that’s used to test before field work. Somehow, a strange alien makes it into the training area where it’s not supposed to be. The team is able to exterminate it and move on. Soon after, Megan (the one in closest contact with it) begins to feel and act strange. The other three become worried as she becomes more animalistic and aggressive. This comes to a head when Megan’s eyes turn completely dark and begin leaking a dark liquid. Her mouth begins to foam and her breathing technology is damaged, but she attacks them and runs away. The team tries to get out but everything is locked down. They are trapped in the training area with their friend who seems to be infected by some exposure to an alien and is now trying to kill them. The rest of the episode depicts them waiting for the doors to open as they try to escape. First, she emerges from the shadows and slams Ivan against the ground, effectively knocking him out. The other two begin to run as they hear but don’t see Megan in the plants around them. Next Megan knocks Zelda to the ground and throws several punches, but Zelda is able to fend her off with some of their equipment. Megan retreats momentarily before rushing Zelda from behind and knocking her down as she jumps for Xander. He puts up a fight as she pins him to the ground and, with a sickening crunch, rips his arm completely from its socket. Zelda runs back at this time and, although she doesn’t want to harm her friend, it’s past that. She shoots her in the leg causes Megan to run back into the darkness. It only takes a few minutes before the doors finally open and the three are rushed to the medical wing. They also tell the people about Megan, who is still in the environment and acting murderous. The people say they will take care of it. After a few hours, Megan comes to in the middle of a dark forest. Her breathing technology is broken, making her breaths very shallow and difficult. She’s covered in blood and a human arm lies in her lap. She’s there until morning, when she is found and taken to a lab. They said that the cause of the episode was due to the exposure to the strange alien. Even though she wasn’t in control of her actions, the whole team is uneasy about the experience and the relationships become slightly strained.

Subtly in each episode, the main plot is set up. The Orion Initiative, though claiming its purpose is to protect earth from aliens with a force of hunters, really is using the hunters in order to further their research. They need to stay in an alien infested place and because of this are vulnerable. These volunteers are sent out to “protect” the ship, but if they can’t, the aliens will be satisfied with a payment. There have been many different experiments to potentially enhance their hunters, so that they don’t have to lose so many people. Not many have been successful, although Megan is one of the few. The alien that got into the training area was planted there as an experiment.

In the season finale, the extent of the program’s villainy is discovered. After the gang confronts the program leader about, she explains the situation. She tells them about what’s really been happening (conveniently leaving out how many people have been killed thus far) but claims that they’ve only been researching in order to discover new methods of human mutation. If they can combine aliens and human dna, civilizations in space could be possible and utilized. They accept this answer at first, but the adventure of the episode leads them to the discovery of the death logs and failed experiments. As they look through the dark lab, they discover foggy glass capsules. A light switches on and they make a horrifying discovery. They are met face to face with the horribly mutated and disfigured face of past subjects in the glass capsules. They find information about how they were failed experiments and potential subjects that would be next, Megan’s name on the list. This causes panic. This program wasnt for helping people, it was for collecting canon fodder and voluntary subjects. They spread the news to the rest of the trainees and plan to make their escape by taking a smaller ship back to earth. Among the members of the main four, things grow more tense as Xander, arguably the most deeply affected by this, lashes out at Megan. He claimed she knew this whole time and had been helping them; that’s why she ripped off his arm. His brother was probably dead all bc of this place she was a part of. Megan tried to defend herself, but was uncertain. She always had listened to the program after all, and she did hurt her friends. Zelda almost couldn’t believe it. She wouldn’t think Megan would do that, but she’s practically admitting to it. “You really helped them do all of this?” she asked. Anik comes to her defense, reminding them that she wasn’t in her right mind when it happened, asking Megan if she wanted to help the program. She shook her head. “See?” he said. “She wouldn’t do it if she had a choice. We need to focus on getting out of here, not on this.” They all agree to put it aside for the moment and go on with their plan. After some interference with technology, they managed to cut some power and get everyone to the evacuation ship. As they’re running and get to the boundary between the main ship and the escape ship, Megan gets caught on an invisible barrier. She can’t cross over onto the ship. The others don’t notice until they begin to close things off. They realize that she’s stuck, but security begins to come towards the escape ship. There isn’t enough time. Zelda has to make a decision. She decides to prioritize the people on the ship and close the doors on Megan. She and Xander aren’t happy about it, but realize it has to be done. Anik can’t believe it and is shocked, telling her to stop the doors. She reasons that it’s too late for Megan. Anik runs at the closing doors and slides through at the last second, making it to Megan as the security closed in around them.

Nyehehe that was season one :D I’m gonna reblogged it with season two bc boy did it get lengthy. I wrote this out mainly bc I wanna make out of chronological order art and I needed to give yall context ^^ just gonna tag you here bud @banana-pancake5 :)

#oc #oc story #season 2 #the orion initiative #megan #zelda #xander #anik #talon #jadethebluerambles #hopefully I didn’t accidentally use their old names sometimes #I might have done that

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thisismyroadtothethrone · 2 years ago

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Okay so 100% room leader was not the real big mouse but I do believe that he was one of his right hands and that he was the one communicating with changho in the prison for big mouse bc one he has a phone so he can keep in contact with someone on the outside and two he said changho was destined to die but “SOMEONE” said he needed to save him and the only way they could do that was to make him big mouse.

But WHY did this someone NEED to save him why was he so important that it warranted ultimately risking stepping out of the shadows to save Changho to pull him into this game that’s being played?? He was a nobody as far as we know and room leader said he didn’t originally have anything to do with him when the mayor first brought him onto the case…it wasn’t until he ended up in prison and they were gonna kill him that things changed and they risked a lot to make it happen bc now Changho isn’t a nobody anymore he can no longer go quietly into the night by either side like nobody really has control of him at this point he’s turned everything on it’s head. So this “SOMEONE” has got to know him or he’s got to mean something to them like there has to be more to their relationship this cannot be random and I said before I think whoever big mouse is they have to know changho deeply bc otherwise a lot of what’s happened just doesn’t really make sense and now more than ever I stand by that statement.

That being said let’s talk about Jerry again bc he was very much missing from this episode and that’s weird. They’ve really started making me believe he really is the big mouse but there’s still four episodes left and that leaves a lot of room for more twists and turns so I still can’t be sure. But currently he’s definitely one of the top choices bc whenever he does have scenes right now they’re short maybe misleading but very suspicious. Room leader called someone at the end of ep 11 and then we see Jerry talking on the phone and mentioning Changho so we’re lead to believe they were talking to each other…now I don’t know if I really believe that but it was still very suspicious especially with the look he gave so at least for now it makes sense that he sent room leader to meet changho on his behalf. Also want to mention the scene when Jerry was first in the hospital and Changho left a note for him under his pillow but someone came and took it but then we see someone hand the note and we assume it’s the same one to Jerry when he wakes up and he reads it and looks kinda annoyed/disgusted?? I don’t know but it was weird and then once again we have the mouse tattoo!!

Okay so I’m gonna say it again Jerry might really be the real big mouse but the writers all knew we’d think he was too obvious of a choice and used that to their advantage to play with our minds by making us think it probably wouldn’t be him but still making him suspicious enough to keep us confused…and if this ends up happening to be true once again why did he need to save Changho if they didn’t know each other so I’m gonna stick with the theory that if Jerry really does end up being big mouse they were probably in the same orphanage together and Jerry was younger than changho.

And the question remains did the real big mouse kill room leader or did the elder??

Also on a completely separate note and possible theory notice how in episode 12/ep 13 preview multiple people mentioned how Changho has become/could be more dangerous than big mouse himself and they shouldn’t underestimate him and how room leader said he thought he could control him but then started getting outplayed and Changho was the one winning!?!?!? So maybe this is about how Changho himself ends up becoming big mouse or is the true big mouse?? Like we know there’s an organization but I know there’s also theories that there isn’t actually a big mouse it’s just some legend or urban myth type thing thats grown so big and people just pin things on big mouse which doesn’t quite make sense but who knows how this is gonna end. Also once again questioning why Changho only had a 10% win rate as a lawyer when he’s THIS CUNNING?!?

Also another odd thing the tattoo/logo of big mouse organization and like Changho finding it weird no one noticed when it was the logo of his restaurant this whole time what if it wasn’t actually the symbol of big mouse at least to start with okay I’m rambling and I don’t even no anymore I would just really like some answers

#this got way long #I’m sorry #this drama is making me go crazy #is big mouse even real at this point #the theories just don’t end #big mouth #big mouse #big mouse reveal #kdrama

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leahseclipse · 4 years ago

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Painful visit (Grey’s X CM crossover)

Pairing: Spencer Reid x fem!reader

Summary: As the BAU lands in Seattle for a case, the reader encounters a traumatic event.

Warnings: SPOILERS/MENTIONS OF S6 EP 23, 24 OF GREY’S ANATOMY; Graphic details, mentions of injuries, blood, shooting, GSW, death, suicide, prison mentions, slight sexual allusions

Category: Rated T - Hurt/Comfort (DW, despite all of the shitty stuff that happens- it ends well !!!)

Word count: 9.7 k

A/N: That's a- kinda 'rewrite', bc I took the eps 23 and 24 of s6, of greys as a base, I didn’t include all of the scenes, and I mixed it w some CM scenes, etcc...We didnt get to have a crossover, so I took these eps, so it would kinda be one. So, enjoy this.....'kinda rewrite of greys, mixed with CM' LMAOO (SPOILERS OF THE EPS MENTIONED: Instead of Alex, it’s the reader who gets shot, I wanted to change things up, so....i did that )

I....don't know if it's good or not, but if you like it, let me know! :)

RE-EDITED ON 5/25/22

Soon after the team landed in Seattle, they drove to the police station that had been assigned the case. After settling in, Hotch quickly delivered everyone’s orders at lightning speed and to her luck, y/n had been assigned to go to Seattle Grace.

No one had any idea how badly she had wanted to decline and try to switch, but she decided to not play it childish and remain professional.

It might seem weird to anyone else, but hospitals have never been her favorite place to be at, she had been there quite a few times, each of the trips remaining memorable, especially when she almost got killed when she had attended there with Reid and Hotch.

Not exactly the best to start with in her first week.

Nonetheless she moved on, mainly so that she could be as effective as possible in her work to not be a risk to anyone else, she wouldn’t forgive herself for a while if someone would be injured because of her, whether they’re absolute strangers or one of the members of her team.

The case had been in Seattle today, it had been a while since she haven’t been there for another reason that work itself but she always enjoyed in some way to come here when she didn’t happen to be there for work, she would at least go on ferry boats once a day, she couldn’t leave without at least going on one during her trip.

Too bad she’ll have to sit out on this one, she really likes them.

She was also lucky enough to be familiar with some of the officers working there as it wasn't her first trip at the station. She had seen them outside of work, so the relationship between them was more than okay and quite advantageous for work.

Even if her main priority was to solve the case, it was nice to have a good work environment once in a while. Y/N had to admit that she knew a whole lot of people in that place, whether it was officers, doctors, or whatever person she interacted with.

As she arrived at the place, she was about to ask for the people she needed to see when a voice called her.

“Y/L/N, what a pleasure to see you there!”

“Sloan. Indeed, what a pleasure.”

“It’s been a while since you came, didn’t you miss me?”

“Not at all.”

“Not even a little bit?”

“No.”

“I’m quite disappointed, I thought you’d be delighted to see me. It’s a shame.”

“Quit it Sloan, I’m not here to play, unfortunately.”

“Not even after the case? I’m sure you have an hour to spare.”

“I’m sure I have it.”

“Can’t say I didn’t try.”

“Too bad, I’m not interested...and available.”

“Not available, as if...not single?”

“You got it.”

“Oh, wow. That kinda hurts.”

“Try to get back little Grey instead of hitting on me.”

“Nah, she’s with Karev. She’s moving on.”

“No, trust me, she’s not. You gotta try harder. She’s obsessed with you.”

“Nah, she likes Karev now.”

“I can see it, both of you. And if it’s not true, then I guess my profiling skills must suck.”

“They probably suck.”

“Shut up, they’re better than your flirting skills.”

“No, no one can resist Sloan.”

“False, because I’m the living proof.”

“Ouch, that hurts.”

“I know. By the way...is the chief still Webber or did that change?”

“It’s Shepherd now.”

“Really? What happened there?”

“Richard encountered some…stuff, and Derek took over. Hate to admit it, but he’s pretty good at it.”

“Do you hate to admit it because you wish that were you?”

“Hate to admit it again, but yeah.”

“Just murder Shepherd and take over, I’ll cover for you.” Y/N joked.

“It’s okay. We had...some stuff that you know about- ruining our relationship, but I guess it got better, we’re able to talk without having the need to kill the other.”

“At least it’s a good progress.”

“It’s better than having to murder each other at least.”

“Hm, true.”

“Anyway, before you get in trouble because you’ll be late or whatever, tell me about that boyfriend of yours on the way.” Mark said, as they both walked in the direction of the elevator.

“...fine, but just because it’s you.”

“So, can I ask questions?”

“Go ahead.” Y/N said, walking in the elevator with him.

“Is he part of the men you were with last time?”

“Yep, the one with glasses.”

“What was his name? Reid? We have someone named like that too.”

“Wasn’t her name spelled ‘R-e-e-d’?”

“Yeah, I don’t know much about her, but, don’t worry, I don’t plan on hitting on her.”

“Do you?” She asked.

“Everyone knows me as the hospital’s whore already, you don’t need to add more.”

“Bailey didn’t need to tell it, everyone knows.”

“Did you come here to hurt me?”

“As always.” She chuckled.

“You’re mean y/l/n.”

“This is my nice side.”

“...not really to me.” He pointed out, sounding hurt.

“I never hit you once, consider yourself lucky. Morgan accidentally found himself with a bruise when I hit him...by accident of course.”

“I’m going to be careful then…” He exclaimed, leaving a space between the two of them.

“You should be afraid of me. I’m dangerous.”

“Damn, never thought you were like that, you looked like a small kitten when I first saw you.”

“I was a newbie, everyone is like that. Don’t you dare tell me that the interns aren’t like that on the first day.”

“We got pretty good ones, I got Avery with me.”

“Oh, Avery. The ‘plastics posse’ right?”

“Yeah, we’re a good team.”

“I pity him, you’re a bit annoying.”

“Never, you got the wrong person.”

“I’m sure I didn’t. You tried to hit on me 24/7.”

“You could have told me you got a boyfriend, I was kind of hitting on you in some texts.”

“He already knows you’re a friend.”

“So, during all this time...you were, what’s the term already?”

“Friendzone. That’s where you were at, and where you’ll remain with me.”

“It’s serious between you and the genius?”

“Yeah, I’d say so. It’s going pretty well.”

“Guess I’ll have to give up on you then.”

“Guess so. But you can keep fake flirting, it’s okay. That’s kind of fun.”

“You’re going to make him jealous.”

“I assure you, Morgan fake flirts with Penelope, and they’re not in love.”

“Okay, I’ll keep going if that’s not a problem.”

“Don’t go too far though.”

“That’s going to be complicated, you told me I could keep going like before.”

“Like before, but less like you want to...have sex with me.”

“Can’t guarantee, but I’ll try.”

“You better try.” She warned. “Okay, see you later, gonna talk with Shepherd. Go back to work, Avery’s gonna be lost without you.”

“He’s doing well enough, I don’t need to babysit him.”

“He’s still a baby. Go teach him more, now.”

“You’re bossy.”

“Glad to know that.” Y/N answered, knocking on the door before entering a few seconds after she heard him telling she could enter.

“Oh, y/l/n, it’s been a while. Didn’t get many cases here?”

“I’m afraid not, Derek.”

“You should try to come when you’re free, because I heard you like ferries too.”

“Quite a lot. But I’d have to either quit my job or have a big enough injury to be able to take a month off.”

“Let’s not hope for that, as much as I like to spend time with you.”

“Yeah, hospital stuff.”

“I remember, yeah.”

“No one forgets it. So, uh, do you mind if I ask you stuff about the last patients you’ve treated? That’s kind of why I’m here.”

“I was aware of it.” Derek pointed out, as we began discussing.

The conversation went on for a bit, a few jokes being exchanged from time to time as we went on, and finally closed the chat when all there was to be told was done.

“Outside of case stuff, it was nice to see you again.” She said.

“Yeah, for me too. Have...I was going to say fun, but…”

“...yeah.” She chuckled.

“Have a good day...I guess.”

“Have a good day as well.” She left the room, hearing a ringing before taking her phone and answering the call. “Yeah, Spence?”

“Is everything alright at the hospital? Just...wanted to check in.”

“Yeah, it’s going okay, I’m quickly going to see a few more people, and I’ll be on my way back to the station. What about you guys, anything new?”

“Yeah, it’s alright.”

“I have a feeling you didn’t only call for that.”

“...fine, I kind of missed you.”

“I already knew that. You’re the only one who called.”

“Morgan was going to, before me.”

“He probably saw how panicked you were, because I wasn’t here.”

“I was just...worried, I called to check if you were okay. I don’t want to be creepy or morbid, but you could have had an accident and I wouldn’t know until I’d have a call from the hospital itself.”

“You’re worrying way too much Reid.”

“Just in case. It’s better to be safe.”

“Okay, thanks for worrying. Is that okay for you?”

“Yeah, it is. I’m worrying about you, you should at least be grateful, it’s an honor.”

“An honor? Why?”

“I don’t worry like I worry for you with everyone, you get a special worry type.”

“Huh, didn’t know you were worrying differently depending on who it is.”

“At least you learned a new thing about me.”

“Is it going to make me smarter, or what?”

“No! You get to be closer to me, I feel offended that this wasn’t what you said.”

“So now I have to say the right stuff, as if I’m a robot?”

“Yeah.”

“I’m gonna hang up on you.”

“Okay- no, you don’t have to say specific things as if you’re a robot. Stay yourself.”

“That’s better. Thanks, Genius.”

“Why do you still call me that?”

“Do you prefer ‘stupid’? I can call you like that if you want.”

“Genius is fine.”

“Good to know. I’m gonna see just a few more people, and I’ll be right back.”

“Hotch doesn’t need to know, right?”

“It’ll be five minutes. Tops. If I don’t call you back in five minutes, you call me to remind me to get my ass here, and I’ll stop the conversation, okay?”

“Okay. Be safe, I love you.”

“I love you too, Bye.” She hung up, walking further into the corridor as she put her phone back in her pocket when she arrived in front of the elevator.

Y/N steps inside, pressing the button of the lower level.

After a minute of waiting, the elevator stopped as a ‘ding’ made itself heard to indicate that it had arrived to the level, and honestly, without it, she would have stayed there for 30 hours more, she’s always daydreaming and doesn’t tend to pay attention to what’s around her.

The empty corridor in front of her seemed kind of weird at first, she didn’t get why. There're at least ten doctors on the same floor; and even patients around, so, why wasn’t anyone here?

She left the elevator, looking around as she walked.

She didn’t see anything, but as she was about to walk down another corridor; a loud sound was heard, and it wasn’t unknown to her. And as if she wasn’t lucky enough, the sound wasn’t far at all, it was coming from a storage room, from what was written on the sign next to it.

Naturally, she took her gun from her holster, taking the security off as she made her way to the room, making sure not to draw attention, mainly to be able to take the person by surprise, before they’d see her.

When she crossed the door, she froze at the sight.

A woman was lying on the floor, in what seemed like her own blood, she seemed to have a head wound as most of the blood was coming from here, but in mere seconds, the blood formed one big pool, growing bigger as probably the entirety of her blood was draining out.

There was a man that stood right in front of her and he seemed to be in his mid 50s to 60s, approximately; but when she looked down to his hands; she didn’t care much about his age suddenly.

He was holding a gun.

He had shot that poor woman that laid on the floor, and now she’s dead.

Is she going to end up being shot as well?

She didn’t know if she had to shoot him, run away to call for help, try to talk him down so she didn’t have to shoot, it was all blurry all of a sudden.

The gun that she was holding in her hand suddenly looked like a toy to her, her fear was overcoming it, it was like she didn’t know how to use it all of a sudden. When she stepped back, and saw him staring at her, she didn’t know how to use it, hence, hold it.

It dropped out of her hand.

Her breath intensified.

Before she could react, talk, move, or do whatever could be done, he looked right at her for a mere second, and just in front of her-

Bam.

He shot at her, and just lowered his weapon as he watched her falling onto the floor after the impact.

Was it a good thing that she had gone here, or would it have been better to wait until he had left the room to take him by surprise?

She should have waited.

She should have done something.

Why did she freeze?

Why?

She could have done something.

He couldn’t see her when she entered.

She could have taken him by surprise.

She should have.

As she attempted to calm her thoughts down, he had already left the corridor, she could hear faint footsteps from where she was.

She tried to somehow stand up, but she didn’t have the strength, she’d probably still be at it in one hour...if she didn’t bleed out before.

The elevator wasn’t far from where she was, she could possibly crawl to there, at least be somewhere safe.

Y/N didn’t feel safe, all alone in that corridor, she had to leave.

She’ll call after.

Not now.

She had to reach the elevator.

She took a deep breath, placing her hands on the floor as she began to slightly move downwards to the location she had in mind.

The distance wasn’t far at all, she kind of was grateful about it when she thought about it as she’d see the trail of blood she would leave as she moved in front of her.

Don’t panic.

Get to the elevator.

Once she had reached the doors, she had taken a shaky breath, slowly sitting up against the wall to be able to reach the button as she wouldn’t be able to if she was still laying down.

Thankfully, the elevator hadn’t been called by someone else, so to her surprise, the doors opened a few seconds after, allowing her to go inside.

She had an enormous hate for elevators in general, but in that moment, she has never liked an elevator more.

When she had reached the inside, the doors closed after her, as she breathed as much as she could; looking at the ceiling.

She didn’t have the strength to move, but she had to call.

She had to.

He was going to kill someone else if she couldn’t take her phone.

But...she just couldn’t.

Her arms didn’t apparently have the strength she had in mind, she was panicking, she could feel the blood pooling below her.

She was just...staring at the ceiling, asking herself if she was going to possibly die here.

“Yeah, I’m coming back in a bit! I have to go to the storage real quick, I’ll be back!” April exclaimed, taking her red notepad to write down something.

It had always been a habit to do that, she couldn’t miss out the details, and just in case she needed to remember something, she could always check in there.

No one or nothing was in the way when she had made her way there, so she hadn’t felt the need to look down and up from time to time.

Once she had briefly seen the door in front of her, she had pushed it with her hip, still writing down on her notepad.

As she walked further, she suddenly tripped over something, causing her to drop her notepad and fall face flat onto the floor. She slowly raised herself, as she put her hand on her nose, seeing a bit of blood, probably coming from her nose.

After wiping down some of the blood, she had begun to raise herself back up, but her blouse felt somehow...heavy, as if it was soaked.

April slowly looked down at her upper body, noticing a bright red color on it.

It couldn’t be hers, she barely fell down, it can’t be.

She turned around, completely freezing.

Reed was on the floor, her eyes were wide open, someone had shot her in the head.

She was laying in a pool of blood, and April had landed in it.

Her friend’s blood was on her.

She began panicking, her breath couldn’t stop but intensify itself, she could slowly feel tears coming to her eyes.

She had to warn the chief about it, they could still be in the hospital.

They shot Reed, and now...she’s dead.

She’s dead.

Someone shot Reed.

Someone shot her.

She’s dead.

On the way to Shepherd’s office, April couldn’t stop but repeat the same words, again and again. She couldn’t realize what had happened.

Why would anyone do that?

What was the reason?

She couldn’t understand what could have happened for her to get shot.

All of the blood...it didn’t make any sense.

I hadn’t seen that much blood since the farm.

With all of her thoughts, she didn’t even realize that she had arrived at his office.

She raised her trembling hand, opening the door, as Derek raised himself from his seat when he had seen April.

“April, what is it?”

“Do you know I grew up on a farm?” She asked.

“What happened?” Derek said, alarmed when he saw the blood on her blouse. He walked up to her. “I...grew up on a farm, so you know, blood doesn’t bother me, I,” She paused, taking her breath back. “I slaughtered a pig once. That was a lot of blood. ‘Bleeding like a… stuck pig’. That’s a saying, to bleed like a pig….you know.” She looked at him, trembling. “It...means something. But, you don’t think of people as having that much blood.”

“I mean…” She continued. “...you learn in med school how many pints we all have in us, but you don’t realize it until you see it. You don’t get how much blood...and a skinny person? I mean, my God, Reed, she’s almost anorexic.” She points out, as her lips tremble. “She’s like, five pounds, you wouldn’t think she’d have that much blood, but she did. She did-”

“April, April, April!” Derek yelled, as he slightly shook April to get her attention. “You’re in shock, it’s all right. Tell me what happened.”

“Reed’s dead. Someone...shot her.” She answered, panicked, as Derek was coming to the realization, looking on the side.

“...the police are on their way. What’s the procedure?” Derek asks, flipping pages. “You’re the head of the hospital security, how do you not know?...I know it’s never happened before, this is the first time.” He said, as he stopped at a page.

“I found it. ‘Lockdown. Nobody moves in or out...Yeah, nobody moves, nobody breathes until we know what’s going on. Okay.” He puts the phone back on the stand, turning back to April. “Here.” He said, wiping blood from her forehead. “The Police are almost here. Are you okay by yourself?”

“You’re leaving, you just said...nobody leaves, nobody moves.”

“Nobody but me. I’m the chief. This is my hospital.”

“But what if you get shot, or-”

“I’ll be right back. I’m the chief.” He said, closing the door as he left the room.

April didn’t know what to do, she could only stand there, as she found herself alone.

“Reid, did you hear about y/l/n? We’re basically done here, we should be heading back in a bit.” Morgan asked, briefly looking at him.

“No, we called about...thirty minutes ago, she told me that she’ll be back, and that she’ll call again, but she didn’t.” Reid explained, fidgeting with his phone. “I’m gonna call her to check in.”

“Okay, keep me posted.”

“Will do.” He took his phone in hand, turning it back on as he dials her number, putting his phone to his ear.

…

“Hi! You’ve reached y/n y/l/n. I can’t come to the phone right now, so leave me a message, and I’ll get back to you as soon as possible. Have a nice day.”

...

“She’s not answering. It’s weird.” He said, as he came back into the room.

“She’s probably talking with someone, or she ran out of battery and used all of it when she called you, I guess.” Morgan assumed.

“I hope so. I'm just...really worried. What if something happened? We can't know, she's not answering her phone."

"Uh, didn’t you say that she knew people back there? Don’t you have a way to call them?”

“No, I...didn’t talk much with them, she was the only one who got closer, as she told me she would often come here out of work.” He pointed out, pausing for a bit. “Would it be ridiculous to try to call there? I mean, I...only have that in mind. I don’t even know if they’ll be able to tell.”

“It’s worth a shot.”

“Yeah, that's the only thing who came to mind. I’ll be right back...again.” Spencer awkwardly said, leaving the room once again to dial the number.

…

“The hospital is currently in lockdown. Furthermore, it is not able to receive outside communication. Please attempt to recontact the receiver at a later time.

“The place is on lockdown. Doesn’t that usually mean that...there’s a shooter, or something going on, whatever that might be?” He asked as he hurriedly walked into the room.

“Yeah, usually.” Derek answered. “Wait a minute.” He said, as he walked past Spencer. “Hey, did you guys get any call from Seattle Mercy, saying that there was a shooter… or anything worth contacting authorities? We called because one of our agents is in there, and there was some...automatic message telling it was in lockdown.” He explained to one of the officers, as Hotch and some of the members stepped in.

“Yeah- We did, the chief called in about a few minutes ago, and we also received a few from people there. There were...a lot of calls.”

“So, can we help on the field? In any way?” Morgan asked.

“From what I know, some officers and SWAT are on there, and we’re not aware if he’s alone, or if he’s still in there, or not. So, I think some more help won’t hurt.”

“Did your chief already go there?” Hotch interrupted.

“Yeah, he left with some others.” He answered.

“Y/L/N might be still in there, if you told me she called in half an hour ago, she could have not managed to get out, and might have encountered him.” Morgan said.

“Whether she’s in there or not, we might be able to help.” Emily pointed out.

“I don’t know, if you said that the hospital is on lockdown, we won’t be able to reach him unless one of the persons working there encounters him.” The man said.

“Could we...be of any assistance?” Reid asked.

“Of course.” He said, which closed the conversation as him, and the rest of the team along with some officers left the building.

Y/N had heard her phone ring two times.

The second ring was shorter.

Someone called in to check on her, and she couldn’t even answer.

Am I about to die here?

What if they don’t find me in time?

I’m scared.

I hope that someone called in about that damn shooter, he’s going to kill other people.

It’s all my fault.

People are going to die.

Probably because of me.

Certainly because of me.

Just because I couldn’t even gather the courage to even shoot his leg to stop him.

I swore to myself that I wouldn’t let anyone die because of me.

I couldn’t have saved the girl that he had shot, and I could have saved the people that he’s probably going to shoot.

This is entirely my fault.

Lexie walked in the lobby, briefly running a hand on her forehead as she looked for Mark, walking in his direction once he was in sight.

“They want attending approval to do the.. auditory evoked potentials.” Lexie said, handing him papers.

“Kind of crazy, right? Think it’s serious?” Mark asks, as he flips through the pages after taking them.

“Can you just sign-”

“Does Karev think it’s serious?”

“Mark-”

“I miss you.” He said, looking at her.

“Can you just sign the order?” She said, exasperated.

“Sir, you can’t leave this area, this place is in-” A nurse warned as shots suddenly echoed, causing everyone around to panic. Some ran away, as others got on the floor.

“Get down, get down!” Someone yelled.

A bit after the precipitation, Lexie crawls on the floor in the direction of the nurse’s station.

The nurse that had just spoken was shot.

She had died within a few seconds.

“No, no, no!” Lexie yelled in panic.

“Lexie, come on! We have to get out of here.” Mark took her arm, as he glanced around.

“She’s dead, she’s dead.” Lexie said.

“Come on, I’m getting you out of here.”He said, the grip on her arm slightly stronger as he raised her up and walked further into the corridor.

He kept his arm around Lexie’s neck, as his hand was covering part of her face to keep her safe as they walked in the direction of the closest elevator.

“Come on; come on!” He yelled after pressing the button.

The doors of the elevator opened, taking both of their breaths away at the sight in front of them.

Y/N was laying in the middle of the elevator, unconscious.

Her blood was forming a large pool beneath her on the side, some of it was also splattered on the ground, and on her right side, which was darker than the rest.

Mark had seen her just an hour ago, she was perfectly fine.

Alex suddenly walked in their direction, wondering why they were just there...standing in front of the elevator instead of going in.

“Guys what are you-” He said, before looking at the laying figure. “Is that y/l/n?”

They all stopped for a second.

“What the hell happened?”

As they arrived at the location, the whole place was moving.

Helicopters were flying around, some officers were dispatched; each gathered in groups as they discussed the situation.

Prior to their arrival, one of the officers noticed their presence forward.

“One of my men called in about you on the way. BAU, right?”

“I’m the unit chief, SSA Hotchner.”

“Chief Harrison.” He answered, shaking his hand.

“What do you know about the situation?”

“Not much. We got called in a bit ago by the chief himself after one of his interns found out that one of her colleagues had been shot, and after that, we got a few calls lasting a few seconds from what we presume employees and patients as well.”

“Is there any information about the guy?” Morgan asked.

“Not yet.” Harrison said.

“Y/L/N might be still in there.” Spencer pointed out.

“She probably encountered him.” Emily resumed.

“One of your agents?” He interrupted.

“Yes. She had gone here a few hours ago to talk to some of the doctors that had talked to victims, and didn’t answer since. She might have still been there when the lockdown was put.” Hotch informed.

“Alright, we’ll work on that.” He answered.

“Do you have uh...a technical analyst with you? The analysts right there might use some more help.” A younger man asked.

“Garcia?” Hotch called.

“On it sir.” Penelope answered, walking past them.

“I grabbed everything I could think of.” Lexie said, setting down the supplies around, as Mark set y/n down on the table.

“I- I should have done something. I had a damn gun.” She cried out.

“Y/N, you’ve been shot.” Mark said, loudly enough so that she could hear.

“We have to get her out of here. He could come back, Mark. We have to get her out of here.” She hurriedly said, visibly panicked.

“There’s no exit wound Sloan. We’re gonna have to flip her.” Alex said, looking at Lexie. “Lexie, grab her shoulders.”

“We have to get her out of here Mark.” Lexie said, looking around in panic.

“Lexie, she’s losing blood. We can’t move her. Now shut up and help!” Mark yelled as Lexie sprung into action, grabbing her right shoulder; a few groans of pain coming from y/n.

“Nothing. Damn, the bullet’s still in there somewhere. We’re gonna have to wing it.” He pointed out; as they slowly put her on her back again. “Start an IV. I’ll set up a chest tube.”

“You’re going to be ok, y/n. All right?” Lexie reassured her.

“He- He’s going to kill other people. I can’t-” Y/N hurried out.

“We’re in lockdown y/n. Someone must have called the police, they’re on their way.” Mark said.

“This is my fault- I...could have stopped him.”

“Y/L/N, you froze. I know that you think you could have shot him, but you saw it, and froze. It’s a normal reaction.” Mark said.

“No, I’m a- fucking FBI agent, I could have done something. Shoot him in the leg or- something.”

“Y/N, it’s okay. Just calm down. All right?” Lexie asked.

“How can I- it’s my fault Lexie.”

“It’s not, you didn’t do anything wrong.” She reassured her, again.

“They’re going to get him.” Alex interrupted.

“Alright, you’re doing great y/n, really great. Now, I need to put in a chest tube. You’re with me, okay?” Mark checked in.

“A chest tube? No, I- I can’t. I’m ok, you don’t need to- cut me.” Y/N hurried out.

“Lexie, you get the betadine ready. I’ll do the rest, okay?” He asked.

“Okay.” She answered, applying betadine on a tissue on her skin. “Oh, god.”

As Mark began cutting into her skin, y/n let out a whimper, which quickly turned into a loud scream.

“Y/N, you have to calm down- Lexie, find a way not to make her scream.” Mark ordered.

“Oh my god- oh, god. Okay.” Lexie answered, turning back to Y/N. “Shh, it’s ok Y/N. You’re going to be okay.”

“No, I’m- Shit!” Y/N yelled, before screaming again.

“Shut her up, Lexie. If that guy with the gun hears the screaming, he’s gonna head this way. Now do something to shut her up.”

“Ok, ok, Y/N? I know that it hurts, but you have to be quiet. Ok?” She asked, as she felt Y/N’s hand moving towards her. Lexie understood what she meant, as she gripped hers at hard as she could to attempt at distracting her.

“Y/N, I want you to try and take deep breaths- Lexie, talk to her, she needs to stay quiet..”

“Ok, ok. I...you’re gonna be okay Y/N. Just hang in there. I know everything hurts, but you have to hang in there.”

“Spencer’s waiting for you, hang in there. For him. All right?” Mark asked, as she slightly nodded. “Lexie, tell me her stats.”

“Yeah.” She answered, grabbing her stethoscope, as she put it on her chest, looking at the side as she thought. “BP’s 60/palp.” She answered after a minute.

“She’s like...losing a lot of blood.” Alex said.

“Damn it, she needs a transfusion. I don’t know what we’re going to do.” Mark pointed out.

“I’ll go. I’ll go get it.” Lexie volunteered.

“Lexie, that’s insane. I’ll go.” Alex interrupted.

"No. I don’t know what to do. You guys do. I don’t...I can’t do nothing.” Lexie protested, looking back at y/n. “Y/N? Hang in there, don’t die. Ok? I will be right back.” She put her hand on her cheek, slowly moving her thumb in circular motions. “I will be right back.” She took her hand away from her face, getting up from the table as she left the room, closing the door after her.

“Karev, go with her. I don’t want her to die.” Mark said.

“I wasn’t planning on it. I’ll be right back.” Alex answered, leaving the room.

“Hey, Mark?” Y/N asked, Mark looking at her. “ Try not to kill me. Please.”

“Doing my best.” He answered honestly.

What’s going on? Why are people getting out?” Emily asked, as she saw people getting out of the building.

“They’re visitors, it’s the policy. Room by room, floor by floor, before moving non-essential hospital personnel.” Harrison answered.

“Is the shooter out already? Do we know...who it is?” Reid asked, worriedly.

“No, it’s-” He said, getting interrupted by a voice playing on the computer behind.

“Dr. Owen Hunt from Seattle Grace…”

“Sir, we have sound.” Garcia informed.

“...we are coming out with a critical patient.”

“Dr. Torres. I’m up on peds, we’ve got a kid with a ruptured appendix.”

“Dr. Miranda Bailey. I’m on five.”

“...he shot a doctor. In the ICU.”

“There are two dead security guards…”

“This guy, six-one, graying hair, mustache…”

“Dr. Charles Percy’s been shot…please come, we need help up here.”

“He killed a nurse...and shot an FBI agent, Y/N Y/L/N. Dr. Karev is with me. We’ve got a GSW to the chest, I need a way outta here if she’s gonna make it. “

“He’s looking for the chief. Specifically the chief.”

“He shot him. He shot Derek Shepherd, right in front of us. We need help-��

They all stared at the computer for a moment, not saying a word, no one knew how to react.

Y/N was still in there, and as planned, she encountered him.

On top of that, at least seven potential victims had been shot, and approx. five of them were deceased.

From the calls, three were potentially still alive, but it wasn’t guaranteed that they’d survive.

“Wait, did he say Y/N’s name?” Reid asked.

“Yeah, the- the name on it was Mark Sloan.” Garcia confirmed. “He’s with Y/N and...Alex Karev.”

“Didn’t we briefly talk to them last time?” Morgan interrogated.

“Yeah, in another case.” Hotch answered.

“Don’t worry, that guy’s gotta be pretty talented, I think he’s an attending. That means he’s gotta be pretty good at it. She’s going to be okay.” Morgan reassured Spencer upon seeing his expression.

“I really hope so.”

“So, are we cleared to go in there, or do we have to wait furthermore?” Emily interrupted.

“If some members of your team have already done that kind of stuff, the SWAT team at the entry won’t mind some assistance to clear the floors.”

“Okay then.” Hotch answered, turning to them. “Reid, you feel okay to go in there?” He asked before moving on.

“Of course Hotch. I’m fine, don’t worry.” Spencer confirmed.

“Alright. We’ll make a brief plan with them before entering. They’re aware that we are here to assist as I discussed with them, so there shouldn’t be complications.” Hotch explained, as everyone sprung into action.

“You gotta talk with Lexie.” Y/N said.

“What?”

“You have- to talk with her. You guys like each other.”

“She’s moved on y/l/n, I can’t force her.”

“You can. It’s not like they’re married with two kids, you still can.”

“I wish it was as easy as you’re telling.”

“It’s gonna get better, trust me. I’m happy for Karev, but she’s not for him. You- You’re made for her.”

“Okay, I will...I’ll talk to her. But you gotta hang in there, cause they’re gonna be back any minute. Spencer is gonna be back any minute. Karev and Grey had to go to the blood bank.”

“They’re going to be okay though? They have to.”

“Of course they’re going to be. Don’t worry about that, you have to hang in there until Spencer comes. He’s head over heels for you, you can’t go.”

“I know. I have to see him...the team...all of them, again.”

“You will.”

None of them were reassured by the silence of the corridor as they made their way through it.

Lexie was pushing down a cart with supplies on it, as Alex was behind her. He looked behind him; when Lexie suddenly stopped.

When he looked back in front of him as he wondered why she wasn’t moving;

They both saw him.

Right in front of them.

“Mr. Clark…” Lexie said.

“I didn’t plan to shoot all those people.” Gary explained.

“Of course, you didn’t. No, you were sad...you were grieving.”

“I only planned to shoot Dr. Shepherd. And Dr. Webber.” He enunciated. “...and you.” He said, as he pointed his gun at her. “You unplugged the machines. Your hands killed my Allison.” He said, as he lifted the hand that held his gun and then;

a shot echoed through the corridor.

The silence lasted a few seconds, as Lexie sat up, slightly getting her head out of the cart to glance in front of her.

Gary was on the floor, barely moving, as he raised himself up, his face scrunching up in pain because of the gunshot wound he had received in his left shoulder.

After checking that Alex and herself weren’t injured, she took a deep breath, looking behind her.

Two people were behind, she recognized one of them from the last time, but the other remained unknown. The man with the FBI vest signaled with his hand that they could move forward, and after a few breaths, she stood up with Alex, running back to the room with him.

“Is she dead?” Lexie asks, as Alex closes the room behind them.

“She’s unconscious. Her vitals are tanking, and there’s nothing more I can do for her.” Mark answers.

“Don’t die, y/n. Please don’t die.” She said, running a hand on her forehead. “I unplugged his wife. I’m so sorry, this was my fault, not yours. Don’t die, do you hear me? Your team is waiting for you.”

“We got a name. Gary Clark.” Harrison said.

“Did you say Gary Clark?” A man approaches.

“Yes, but, may I...know who you are?”

“I’m Richard Webber, the uh...chief, former chief- Look, this is my hospital.”

“Do you know something about him, perhaps?”

“Yes. Gary Clark’s wife was a patient here. She was my patient. He’s suing the hospital, why?” Webber asked, as the chief glanced at him. He didn’t even need to answer, because both of them knew what this was about.

“He’s the shooter.” Morgan said.

“JJ?” Y/N asks.

“Y/N? It’s Lexie.” Lexie walks forward, sitting up on the table.

“JJ, I’m sorry. This was my fault. Don’t go. I’m sorry.”

“I’m...I’m not going anywhere.” She answers.

“You came here JJ. You came.”

“Yeah, I came here. It’s going- It’s going to be okay.” Lexie reassures.

“Don’t leave, please.”

“I won’t. I won’t ever leave you y/n. Me, and the team...can’t wait to see you again. They need you-” Lexie said, as the sound of the door interrupted them.

Hotch, and two other SWAT agents enter the room, looking around before talking.

“The floor is clear. We’re going to evacuate you now.” The SWAT agent informs, as Lexie takes a relieved breath, a tear falling from her eye.

“We’ve cleared the floor, and we’ll clear the others.” Harrison explained to Webber.

“You’ve got- five guys searching over 150,000 square feet of hospital-”

“The BAU’s with them. Don’t worry. He’s not getting out of there.” He said, as he turned around. “Garcia?”

“Yes, sir?” Penelope answered.

“Pull a DMV photo of Gary Clark. Have Dr. Webber confirm. And shut down the elevators. We wanna isolate this guy.”

“Where can I find him sir?” She asks.

“He’s right over…” He turned around...but he’s nowhere to be seen. “Shit.”

“Gunshot wound to the right chest. We put in a chest tube. She’s gotten three liters of LR, and two units of packed cells.” Mark informed, as him, Lexie and a paramedic are pushing the gurney.

“Alright, get her into an ambulance. Call Seattle Pres, let them know we’re coming!” Teddy said after she arrived.

“I- I need to update that chart. She’s going to be okay, right?” Lexie asked, worried, but Teddy didn’t answer. She glanced at her, and went with the paramedic.

“You’re one of y/n colleagues, right?” Alex asked.

“Yes, Hotchner. We...already came here for a previous case.”

“Yeah, I talked a bit with her. She also briefly came, when she was out of work. Sloan did his best, she...I hope she’s going to make it. Him and Lexie talked a bit about a guy named...Spencer. Is it her boyfriend?”

“If I’m not wrong, they’ve grown pretty close, so...maybe.” Hotch assumed.

“Oh, well, I’m sure he’s going to be happy to see her. She should make it.” Alex presumed.

“Of course. Excuse me.” Hotch said, heading back to where Garcia and the chief were. “Where did the guy go?”

“Webber? I don’t know. We...were about to ask him to confirm Gary Clark’s identity, but he just...disappeared.”

“Do you think he...went inside?” Harrison questioned.

“Most likely.” Hotch answered.

As the automatic doors opened upon Webber’s arrival, the corridor was deadly quiet.

He stepped in, looking around to see if anyone’s there.

On the floor, close to a room, a doctor laid on the floor, shot in the chest. His eyes remained open, and blood was pouring from his wound to the side.

Richard walked towards an ICU room, noticing Clark sitting on a chair next to the bed, holding his gun in his right hand.

“I’ve been looking for you.” Clark said.

“I’ve been looking for you.” Webber answered, as Clark laughed.

“You wanna know something funny? Do you?” He asked two questions, raising his gun at the second.

“Ok.” Richard said.

“Five days ago, when I brought this gun- did you know you could buy a gun at a superstore? They have a whole section off at aisle eight. A gun section.” He said, chuckling. “Anyway, when I brought the ammunition- ammo. I brought a whole bunch of it ‘cause it was on sale. And then this morning, when I was packing it into my coat, I didn’t have enough room for all of it in my pockets...because; I wanted to bring my flask.” He held it in his right hand, as Richard glanced at it.

“You mind?” Gary handed the flask to him, and Richard stepped forward, twisting the cap open before giving back to him, as he took a large sip from it. “I’m not much of a drinker...but I figured I’d need some liquid courage. You want some?” He offered.

“No, thanks.” He answers.

“The funny part is…” He said, chuckling again. “I didn’t need a drink until now. Right now. And the only reason I need a drink is because...I only have one bullet left.” He announced, as his smile dropped, revealing a serious face. “I left bullets at home because I thought I’d need a drink. And the only reason I need a drink is because I don’t have enough bullets!” He laughs at it for a few seconds once again, taking a serious face as he takes a stronger grip on his gun. “See, I was gonna kill you...shoot you right in the face, watch you suffer and die. And then I was gonna shoot myself...but I only have one bullet left.”

“Then it seems you have a bit of a problem.” Webber assumed.

“I do. I do. I have one hell of a problem.” He agrees. “You sure you don’t want a drink?” He asked, handing the flask to Richard, as he stepped forward after a short moment of hesitation.

When he takes it, he brings it to his nose, smelling it.

“Vodka. That’s nice.” He said, putting the flask upside down as the liquid poured down on the floor.

“Hey.” He warned, before Webber raised his right hand.

“What’s it gonna be, Mr. Clark? Me or you?” Richard asked, throwing the flask on the bed afterwards. “You shoot me, SWAT’s gonna get you. And they’re not gonna shoot you; they’re gonna capture you and take you to prison.” He explained. “You shoot yourself, then you’re free. Done. Maybe you get to see your wife again. So you have a choice to make. Me or you? A life in prison? Or an afterlife with your wife?”

“Screw you.” He pointed his gun higher, towards his head.

“See, I’ve lived. I mean, I’ve really, really lived.” He answers. “I’ve failed, I’ve been devastated. I’ve been broken. I’ve gone to hell and back. And I’ve also known joy, and passion. And I’ve had a great love. See, death for me; is not justice. It’s the end of a beautiful journey; and...I’m not afraid to die. The question is...are you?” He asked. “A life in prison...or an afterlife, with your wife. Me or you. Your choice.” He enunciated as silence took over the whole room as they glanced at each other.

In the corridor, three SWAT agents, along with Spencer, Derek and Emily made their way in the area, their guns drawn in front of them as they explored the surroundings.

Reid heads to one of the ICU room with Morgan, as suddenly;

a gunshot echoes.

No one moves.

The sound disappears only a few seconds after the impact.

When they’re cleared to move forward by one of the SWAT agents standing at the end of the corridor, they walked in the room.

Clark’s eyes are closed, a gunshot wound on his forehead.

The gun is next to the chair, it had probably fallen down from his hands after he had shot.

Webber was sitting on a bed, a calm -but disturbed expression- on his face as he looked at them.

Everyone lowered their weapons.

It was over.

When they had made their way back outside, Spencer had noticed that some ambulances were outside. Taking injured people in.

He began looking for y/n.

But he didn’t see her.

Is she already back there?

Did she...no.

She has to be okay.

Upon seeing Spencer’s worried expression, Hotch stepped forward, putting a hand on his shoulder to get his attention.

“Reid. Look at me.” Hotch ordered. “They took her in an ambulance to Seattle Pres. We don’t know if she’s going to make it yet, but I know she’s going to make it. Y/L/N’s not anyone. She had many trips at the hospital, and always came back strong as ever. So, she’s going to be okay. All right?”

“Yeah, she’s going to make it. I know she will.” Spencer sniffed, taking a deep breath.

“Come on, kid. Let’s go there.” Morgan checked in with him, as Spencer nodded, walking along with him.

Hotch briefly checked in with the other officers before leaving, as they thanked them for their assistance as well.

When y/n had left the station just hours ago, none of them thought she’d end up leaving with a gunshot wound in her chest, ending up in a pretty bad shape that had almost killed her.

But, she’s going to be fine.

That’s probably what everyone repeated to themselves as they made their way there.

She has to be.

For everyone’s sake.

Among all the hospital trips many of them in the team have had in the previous years, from start to this day, they can honestly say without hesitating that they’ve had their fair dose of heart attacks.

But what they couldn’t, and still can’t bear, is to lose one of their loved ones.

Each of them dealt with the pain differently, but it never...completely goes away, and, if Y/N hadn’t managed to make it, or if they hadn’t even found her in the first place...no one would have been able to imagine the pain it would cause afterwards.

As Mark had told them a bit of what happened back there, when he was just signing papers and then; it all happened so fast.

A nurse talked; and that was it.

He drew his gun and shot.

He had killed one of the nurses, and just went on.

When he had gone to the elevator with Lexie, as Alex came a bit after, y/n had unfortunately encountered him; and could have lost her life if they hadn’t gone there and taken the stairs, for example.

It was all luck, that they had managed to survive.

One of them could have gotten shot when he had shot bullets in the lobby, or when Lexie and Alex returned from the blood bank, or randomly when they were saving y/n.

He could have gotten here.

He might not have killed all of them, but probably one or two of them, if he had decided to spare the remaining ones.

No one could have predicted it.

They’ve been...quite lucky to be able to get out of here alive.

Reed, Charles, and some other doctors, nurses, and even security guards had been the consequences of his anger, and unfortunately lost their lives.

Everyone will have its own trauma from it.

It won’t really go away, but, perhaps lessen with time.

Some will pretend to be fine, to...draw away from the problems, ignore them to not have to deal with it all over again.

Some will need time to recover from it, and won’t totally be themselves for a while, it’ll be difficult for them to not get triggered by something that’d make them think of what happened.

But, everyone will get better, at their rhythm, time, even if it’ll take more than a few months.

There isn’t a specific time to recover, everyone deals with trauma differently.

Not any of them know how y/n will do, if she’s gonna stay stuck in the same place, pretend to be fine and let of the pain stuck inside, ready to explode at any time, but, they know that, if she’s aware of it, she won’t let it put others at risks.

With all of what happened, she knew when she had reached her limit, and postponed her work temporarily until she was able to function better.

They’ll all be there for her, none of them ever planned on letting her down.

Of course, there will be days where she’ll need to be alone, everyone needs to be sometimes.

But, again, they won’t really know how she’ll react, so they can’t do anything but be with her, as much as possible.

They were just..really glad to know that she had made it, mainly.

As they had expected, the part when Y/N had woken up seemed kind of difficult.

She had gotten shot, lost a lot of blood, had to get cut so that Mark could put a chest tube, her vitals were tanking, and she just had another operation to get the bullet out, so...all of these combined were pretty tough.

They also had to intubate her, and eventually, remove the tube from her throat when she was waking up, as being intubated while you’re awake isn’t really...comfortable.

It wasn’t a bother for them to wait, the case was basically done, and the paperwork could eventually wait until they got back, it didn’t really matter.

Mark had said in advance that she’d need a bit of time to take in her surroundings, and that they shouldn’t startle her.

Spencer would have almost done all of the opposite, he couldn’t be happier than when he had seen all the things that would reassure him such as, the steady heartbeat on the monitor, her chest rising up and down, and when she woke up, her eyes opening.

He couldn’t be more relieved than from a single sight.

They couldn’t all enter the room, so only Spencer, Morgan and Hotch were in.

Spencer had sat next to the bed, as Morgan was sitting a bit further. Hotch was standing in the corner of the room, taking in the sight.

“...I kinda feel cornered right now.” Y/N said, earning a laugh from them.

“You really scared the hell out of us.” Morgan informed.

“It was scary on my side too, so...we’re quits.” She pointed out. “By the way...did they catch him?”

“No. He killed himself before we got in.”

“For god’s sake. I don’t even know if I’m supposed to be mad or not. The look on his face. It had something. He wasn’t...I don’t know.”

“Apparently, he had...lost his wife. And, he...didn’t mean to kill all those people. Only the chief, Dr. Webber, and...Lexie.”

“They were all innocent, Spencer.”

“I know.”

“Gosh, I’m never going to a hospital without someone else again. I thought I was going to die there.”

“We all hoped you’d turn out to be okay, the whole day. You survived thanks to Dr.Grey, Sloan, Karev and also, Dr. Altman. She stabilized you again, and you made it.”

“I know. I’m grateful for that.”

“Do you want to see them? They’ve been asking about you, and haven’t left since.” Hotch asked.

“Sure, send them in.” She agreed, as Hotch opened the door, making a brief sign with his hand.

A few footsteps were heard, as three familiar faces appeared.

"Y/L/N, you’re awake! Not gonna thank your savior?” Mark joked.

"Whether you'd say it or not, of course I'd thank you. I'm mostly alive because of you guys."

"I'm glad you're okay. Genius, over there was really worried. I thought he was going to pass out when you were still unconscious." Mark explained.

"I was just a bit dizzy. Nothing...much."

“It’s okay. I would have fainted if it would have been any of you guys. You can admit it Spencer.”

"No, I...it's okay."

"If you say so." She accepted his answer, letting it slide off. "When can I go...by the way?" She asked.

"You'll be able to go back to Quantico in two days max, you've already shown great progress, so it shouldn't be a problem for your discharge." Mark informed.

"If you miss us, we'll come by Quantico if we all happen to have time. You guys don't have ferry boats, which sucks, but we'll make an exception for y/n." Alex said.

"It's only five hours if we travel by plane, so it's pretty fine." Lexie pointed out.

"I'll also come back, but...not right away to the hospital."

"Yeah, we get it. We'll probably take a few days off." Alex admitted.

"So, if we both have days off, can I stay there?"

"We'll eventually have to go if we get a case." Hotch said.

"I'll have surgeons with me in case I fall down the stairs. I'll be safe."

"You sure you won't miss me too much?" Spencer asked y/n.

"Of course I'll do. That's why I don't want a new case."

"Let's hope we get some free time then." Morgan interrupted.

"Then I have to get on a ferry as soon as I'm well enough. I'm definitely not leaving without doing it." Y/N said.

"Don't worry, we'll definitely go on it." Mark said.

"We better. That'll be fun for all of us, we've all earned it."

"You say it." Mark agreed. "I'm gonna have to be careful with my words though, y/l/n has a boyfriend now."

"You don't stand a chance against Spencer, sorry." She admitted to Mark.

"Damn, you always manage to find ways to hurt me each time. That's really mean."

"What can I say? I'm just pointing out the truth."

"Yeah but, your truth is kind of...harsh."

"Not always."

"What's the exception? You never did it with me."

"He knows the exception." She points at Spencer. "I love him, and that's the pure truth, the other truth."

"Really?" Spencer asked.

"Does it look like I'm lying? You're supposed to be a good profiler."

"No, you're not lying. I love you too."

"You don't have to be embarrassed about it, pretty boy. It's okay." Morgan interrupted.

"They already heard us saying that, so...you don't really have to be embarrassed, Spence."

"It’s just a bit weird."

"It isn’t to me Reid."

"There’s just...a lot of people here.”

“Ok, would you mind giving us a minute guys?” Y/N asked, as everyone agreed, leaving with a few words. “Now it’s just the two of us. What did you want to say?”

“I...just; really, really, like you, and...even if it’s...really recent, I couldn’t imagine having to hear that you didn’t make it. Because, I don’t just want a few months, I want much more than that. And, what happened back there really scared the hell out of me.”

“I know. It scared me too. I also really wanted to see you. But, I’m okay now. You don’t have to worry. I’m never going anywhere without someone with me, ever again.”

“Then you’ll have to get pretty used to having me around.”

“It’s not a problem at all. I look forward to it.”

“I’ll never leave though, we might end up moving together at this rate.”

“Your apartment is sort of like a 24/7 open library, and it’s quite nice. So, I won’t mind. I also have my own genius.”

“I’ll always be your genius, right?”

“Always.”

If you liked this piece, let me know here! (As it’s my first crossover piece, let me know if you’d like to see others!!)

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dangerouslyallaboutdraco · 4 years ago

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Hey it’s me again I was wondering if maybe you can do a part 2 to my request maybe Harry and reader catching up and explaining where she was and how the Malfoy’s took care of her all those years and like maybe some wedding planning and the actual wedding (maybe Narcissa or Harry kinda want Narcissa Bc she was like the mother she didn’t have those years walk her down the aisle but I bet why it would be Harry also ) and the vows maybe something to do with stars cuz I have this trope where Draco loves looking at the stars and they did that as a couple and maybe their honey moon. This can be just as long if you want I just really enjoyed the first one thank you so much!! 💙✨

The Potter Twins pt 2

A/n: This is going to be long... @loxbbg

Read part 1 here

"I'm going out, Dray." Y/n mentioned as she opened the front door. Draco jumped off the couch and raced over.

"Without a kiss?" He asked, raising his eyebrows. Draco pulled her into his body by the belt loops of her jeans, holding her hips. Y/n leant up, placing her lips on his as she cradled his face.

Draco tried to deepen the kiss, parting his lips slightly.

Y/n pulled back from him. "I can't be late, Draco." She told him firmly, looking into his eyes. They were her favourite colour. If she could, she would gaze at them for the rest of her life. She was going to try.

"Where are you off to?" Draco questioned, realising he had no idea why she would be leaving before lunch.

"Having lunch with Harry," Y/n said, beaming.

It had been a week since the final feast. Y/n quickly filled Draco in on everything that they discussed. Draco was thrilled to know Harry didn't hate him and that the twins were making up. Y/n and Harry had been sending letters back and forth since.

They finally both had a few free hours to meet for lunch. Harry had suggested a muggle cafe near the entrance of Diagon Alley.

Y/n felt nervous as she walked into the cafe. It weakened when Harry got up to embrace her. It immediately made her feel better.

The twins sat down, eventually ordering some food. They could both tell the light-hearted conversation was about to get deep.

Harry asked the first question. "Where were you last year?" He asked.

Y/n signed before answering. "The last time I was at Hogwarts was when you and Draco duelled in the bathroom. Narcissa came. I thought she was there for him. But she said I had to leave with her right then. No one knew I was even leaving aside from Snape." She explained. Harry nodded along with her words, soaking it in. "After that, I went to one of the old Black Family houses. It was in the very South of England, right near a cliff. There were spells placed all over it so no one could find me. Lucius, Narcissa, and Draco were the only ones who knew."

Harry's eyebrows furrowed. "Lucius?" He pushed.

It surprised Y/n how similar they were. It was the same question she'd thought of. "I didn't know until after the battle, but before the Quidditch World Cup, Narcissa had made an unbreakable vow with him that I wouldn't be hurt." She explained.

"Oh," Harry said with a nod.

Y/n could tell he was thinking about how Lucius had been Voldermort's second. "I know. He wasn't a good person." She affirmed. "He did hate me until very recently."

"I'm glad Narcissa did that," Harry told her. "I'm very grateful she declared I was dead, even if it was for Draco's benefit."

Y/n had only just found out about that. "She wanted Draco to be happy."

"So, you're close to her?" Harry shyly asked, not meeting her eyes.

Y/n nodded quickly. "Yeah. I probably owe her my life." She mentioned. Thankfully, they were able to laugh about it. "What happened to you after the duel?" She asked Harry.

He definitely looked like it wasn't something he wanted to talk about. Guilty even. "Snape gave me detention for the rest of the year." Harry guiltily admitted. "I feel terrible about it now. He was standing there defenceless, and I just hit him with the Sectumsempra spell."

"He was crying," Y/n told Harry, making his face drop even more. "He knew what was about to happen."

"I had no idea," Harry admitted, feeling terrible about hurting Draco. "Was he alright?"

Y/n nodded. "Snape gave him the countercurse. I'm not sure what happened once I left him in the hospital wing, but he came to see me on the Ravenclaw vs Gryffindor Quiddich match."

"I can fill in some blanks?" Harry offered. Y/n quickly nodded, prompting him to continue. "Ginny and I got together." He mentioned, a blush forming on his cheeks as well as a smile. Y/n found it adorable how much he obviously loved her. "I served detentions. Then it was the 30th of June."

Y/n knew what part of the story was about to come up. Well, she knew what Draco knew. She anticipated finding out the other side.

Harry continued. "Dumbledore and I went to find the Horcrux. We did, destroyed it, and escaped. When we got back, Dumbledore froze me, but I watched him die." Harry let one tear slip out of his eyes.

"I'm sorry," Y/n told him, placing her hand on top of his. "Draco brought them in through the Vanishing Cabinet. He was tasked, by Voldermort, to kill Dumbledore."

"He didn't." Harry quickly shook his head. "He wasn't that morally corrupted. I've always admired him for not doing it." He confessed. "Snape had to do it, but then he fled."

"Dumbledore tried to protect you." Y/n realised. Harry nodded. "He knew you'd fight Draco."

Harry agreed, crying a few more tears. "Yeah, he knew he had to die. Snape was the half-blood prince. McGonagall became head then." Harry recounted.

"That was it?" Y/n asked.

Unfortunately, Harry shook his head. "No, there was a funeral. But I broke up with Ginny so she'd be protected."

"I'm sorry, H, that can't of been easy." Y/n apologised. Harry nodded sadly, still believing it was the right thing to have done. "Where did you go after that?" She asked, now curious about what Harry had been doing.

"On the run. Moody died over the summer, as well as Hedwig." Y/n felt terrible for him for that.

"Was it on the 27th of July?" Y/n asked him, remembering how weird Edwige acted that day. Harry nodded while looking confused. "Edwige was acting really odd." That made Harry smile at how similar their owls even were. "What else?" She asked.

Harry thought about it for a second, trying to recount the terrible events of the year. "I met Ted and Andromeda Tonks." He remembered. Narcissa's long-lost sister. She had spoken to Y/n about her, tears always in her eyes. There was also a photo of them, Bellatrix, Narcissa, and Andromeda, on the mantlepiece. "Bill and Fleur got married. It was a beautiful wedding." Harry recounted. "But it was attacked by death eaters."

"That was the fall of the Ministry," Y/n added. "Rufus Scrimgeour died because he wouldn't tell them where you were." Harry rose his eyebrows, choking out a sob.

"After the wedding, we went to London. We got attacked by death eaters but wiped their memories." Harry recounted the challenging, scary fight. "We stayed at the Black family house, and I learnt about Regulus?"

Y/n had heard that name before from Narcissa. "Regulus Black? Wasn't he Sirius' younger brother?" She asked, having seen a family tree Narcissa kept.

Harry nodded. "He wasn't a death eater, although he pretended to be until he died." He informed her. "I argued with Lupin." Y/n's eyes widened, knowing how fond he was of Lupin. "He wanted to join the quest, but I really didn't think he should be abandoning their baby."

"Hold on. Baby?" Y/n asked, furrowing her eyebrows.

"Oh, yeah," Harry remembered he had fully explained that part of the story. "Tonks was pregnant. Teddy is the most adorable kid." He told her. Y/n smiled at how wide Harry was smiling. "We infiltrated the ministry to get the Horcrux Umbridge had." He told her. "Then we camped and moved around a lot."

Y/n wondered what it was like. She wondered if it was something Harry enjoyed.

"Ron left after a while. Before Christmas Hermione, and I visited mum and Dad's graves." Harry continued to tell her. "Ron came back, save me, and destroyed another Horcrux." He continued the story. "We went to see Mr. Lovegood, who told the Ministry where we were. But he also told us about the Deathly Hallows."

"What else?" She asked.

"In March, we got captured and taken to the Manor." Harry hesitantly told her, knowing it was going to be a sensitive topic. "Dobby died." He let another few tears slide. "But we escaped with Luna and the other prisoners."

Y/n didn't know what to say. "What was it like? Being trapped there?"

Harry wasn't sure he wanted to answer. "Bad. Bellatrix tortured Hermione." That hurt Y/n's heart. The thought of her long-lost friend being hurt.

"She was crazy," Y/n confirmed. Harry nodded sadly.

"Teddy was born, and then it was the battle," Harry told her the rest of the story. He assumed she already knew or didn't want to know what happened at the battle. And, he didn't want to tell her about the horrible events.

"I'm very proud of you." Y/n made sure to tell him. "I know mum and dad would be too."

"Did he take care of you?" Harry asked.

Y/n assumed he was referring to Draco. "Yes, always." She told him.

"And you love him?" He asked. Y/n didn't even have to think before she nodded. "I'm glad you're okay."

"Me too." She replied. "Ginny's good too?"

Harry unintentionally smiled. "The very best." He checked his watch, glasses tipping off his nose. "I should get going though, I've got to watch Teddy." Y/n only realised then that it was already 2pm.

"Oh, of course," Y/n said, getting up to give him a hug. "I'll see you again soon?" She asked.

Harry nodded. "Yeah, definitely."

Y/n turned back to him before he could leave. "Harry, will you come to the wedding. Ginny too?"

"I'd love to." He told her.

"Good. I'll see you later." Y/n waved goodbye to him before they both walked off in different directions.

Y/n used a portkey to get back to the Black house. She expected to have Draco waiting for her, but he wasn't there.

"Dray? Where are you?" She asked as she closed the front door and looked around. He wasn't in the lounge where he usually was.

"Kitchen." The reply came. She made her way there to see Draco and Narcissa sitting around the crisp white kitchen island. "Leave while you still can," Draco told her, a smirk on his lips.

Narcissa quickly fixed that with a slap on his arm. "Draco Lucius Malfoy, that is not something my future daughter-in-law would do." She told him sternly.

Draco rolled his eyes, landing himself another slap. "Ow, child abuse." He squealed. Y/n giggled at their playful interaction. Narcissa just raised her eyebrows at him.

She turned to Y/n. "Come here, sweetheart." She ushered Y/n over into a hug. Y/n quickly wrapped her arms around Narcissa, savouring the moment.

When they pulled away, Draco was waiting with open arms for his fiancee. Y/n gave him a quick peck on the lips, which he, like always, tried to deepen.

She didn't let him, opting to pull away and look at whatever was on the kitchen island.

"We're wedding planning," Narcissa informed her. Y/n could see that, from the copious amounts of wedding reading material, inspiration photos, and to-do lists. It looked endless but exciting. "Take a seat." She commanded.

Y/n followed the instructions, going to get her own stool. Instead, Draco pulled her in to sit on his lap, resting his head on her shoulder and locking his hands around her waist to keep her steady.

Narcissa raised her eyebrows at her son, fearing Y/n would be a distraction for him. "I'll focus better, promise," Draco assured her, having seen that look before. She nodded slightly before starting through the whole binder.

"The first question is, when do you want to get married?"

The couple looked at each other. It wasn't something they had thought about. "Maybe winter?" Draco suggested.

Y/n nodded in agreement. "We did start dating in September when it started getting colder." She mentioned.

"Alright, so February or January?" Narcissa asked.

Draco nodded on her shoulder. "What about December 10th?" He asked.

Y/n furrowed her eyebrows as she looked at the mop of blonde hair on her shoulders. "Why that date?" She asked.

"We went to Hogsmeade together then," Y/n remembered now. No one knew they were dating apart from Blaise, Pansy, Theo, and Daphne, but they snuck off to kiss in the snow. She remembered how beautiful Draco had looked, freezing fingertips holding her face. She smiled at the memory and nodded.

Narcissa couldn't help but smile at them. They reminded her so much of herself and Lucius. Young and in love. "Alright. We've got about 5 months then." She said, opening the binder.

It was colour-coded with an index. Y/n could tell how excited Narcissa was.

"We're already out from where we need to be, so we've got a lot to get done." Narcissa sternly let them know. "To start with, we need a guest list." She told them, turning to the first page.

"Uh, well, Pans, Blaise, Theo, and Daph." Y/n started as Narcissa wrote.

Draco jumped in. "Those idiots Crabbe and Goyle. Whichever Black family members you want there."

Narcissa sighed. "Probably all of them then." She continued to jot down the rest of the names.

"Marcus Flint," Draco mentioned, thinking back to the old Quidditch captain. "Adrian Pucey too. Actually, just all of the Quidditch team." He told her.

"Harry, Ron, the whole Weasly family." Y/n continued on from Draco's list. "Hermione, Neville, Luna." Narcissa continued to write down the rest of the names they gave her.

They ended up with a list of well over 100.

"What about the Dursleys?" Narcissa questioned. It made Y/n tense.

Draco noticed and rubbed her hand. "Yes." She was hesitant to agree. "I'd like them to be invited, but I doubt any of them will come." At least then, she could say she had tried. "Could we have Andromeda and Ted Tonks too? With Teddy." She asked slowly, not wanting to upset Narcissa.

Narcissa nodded just as slowly. "Yeah, I think that would be a good idea." Y/n loved the idea that the sisters might make up. "Okay, perfect, so now we need a venue. It's going to have to be pretty big with all the people you want to have." Narcissa said, flipping a page.

Y/n looked at Draco and squinted her eyes. Draco tipped his head to show her he was thinking about it. She was so happy they were in it together.

"I'd love a castle." Draco declared.

Y/n could see it in her mind. A grand castle, fallen snow, fairy light. Grand and very Malfoy-like.

She nodded. "Yes, please." She looked back to Narcissa with a smile.

"Okay, I think I can make that happen. Are you thinking of a winter wonderland theme?" She asked.

Y/n shook her head. "Could we do a royalty theme?" She asked.

"Yes!" Draco cheered. Y/n could feel the excitement radiating off him.

"What does that look like?" Narcissa asked, still writing down ideas of what they wanted.

"Gold." Draco decided, making both the women giggle. "I mean golden chairs, chandeliers, white roses." He was definitely used to a certain life. And Y/n was ready to fit into it.

Narcissa nodded. "So very magnificent and exquisite." Draco and Y/n agreed with that. They both trusted her to know what she was doing. Plus, she would make sure she got exactly what they wanted. "So, that means you're going with a formal dress code."

Draco let Y/n have the lead on that. "I don't want a black or white tie dress code. I want formal, but I'd like to give a colour pallet."

Narcissa smiled. "Yes, I think it's a good idea. Just so everyone fits together in photos."

"Exactly." It was something Y/n had wanted since she saw the Dursley's wedding pictures. Different people in hundreds of different colours. That was not what she wanted.

Narcissa flicked a few more pages over. "Alright, what do you want for food?"

"A cake!" Draco exclaimed with a happy grin.

Y/n stroked a finger through his hair. "Obviously." She looked back to Narcissa with a smile. "I think a fancy sit-down dinner." She thought.

"It's like you read my mind," Narcissa commented with a laugh.

Y/n laughed back. "For desserts, I think a selection of lavish options. Maybe a cheesecake, panna cotta, something like that."

Narcissa nodded. "How about lemon meringue pie too."

Draco smiled, knowing it was his mother's favourite. "I think candy from Hogsmeade, too." He chimed in.

"Okay, we can do all of that. I think we should do fancy cocktails, too. Maybe a His and Hers one?" She suggested. Both of them quickly nodded. "Alright. I'm going to sort out all of the photographers, but what are you thinking for music?"

"String quartet for the ceremony, but I think something more fun after." Draco put in his own opinion. Y/n agreed with it.

Narcissa wrote down what he was telling her. "Lovely, so we are going to need to get booking a lot of appointments." She told them. "Firstly, wedding dress shopping. Y/n, we have an appointment in a month with a top London dress designer." Y/n's eyebrows raised, excited at that fact. "We're going to need to pick bridesmaid before the second appointment."

She already knew who she wanted. "Pansy as the maid of honour. Daph, Hermione, and Ginny."

Narcissa seemed surprised by how prepared she was but wrote the names down regardless. "Perfect. Just to get sidetracked, Draco, groomsmen?"

Draco raised his eyebrows and frowned. "Blaise as my main man and Theo. Let me think about the rest." He told her.

"So, we also need appointments for engagement photos, suit fittings, cake tastings, dress fittings, florists, and hair and makeup trials." She listed off. That idea made both Y/n and Draco stressed. There was so much to do.

"Maybe we just elope?" Draco suggested, nuzzled into Y/n's neck.

Narcissa raised one eyebrow, giving him a pointed look. "That's not funny." She told him seriously. It didn't stop the giggles coming out of his mouth.

"Okay, we've got save-the-dates to send out ASAP. I'll get that done." Narcissa told them. "Then you're going to need to register for gifts."

Draco clapped his hands. "Ooo, exciting."

"They're usually staples like sheets, pots, and pans." Narcissa wiped the smirk off his face with her playful taunt. "We've also got to find a place for the rehearsal dinner. And figure out a honeymoon."

"What do we need to do?" Y/n asked her, knowing Narcissa would be in charge of most of it. She wanted to make it as easy on her future mother-in-law as possible.

"Register for gifts, decide where you want to go on a honeymoon, write some vows and, Y/n, come to the dress fitting," Narcissa ordered them. Y/n and Draco both nodded in agreement. "I'm going to go back to the Manor then." She said, putting all of her copious amounts of paper away.

Y/n and Draco both gave her goodbye hugs. They thanked her for all she had done and was planning to do.

As soon as Draco had closed the door, he was tugging Y/n into him. His firm hands gripping her hips. He lent down to place his lips onto hers. It was rough and just the way she liked it.

"Mmm, Dray." Y/n moaned against his lips.

Draco smirked at her. "I missed you." He complained.

"Clearly." Y/n joked before pulling him back in for another kiss. "Wanna show me how much you missed me?" She asked, a shy smile on her face.

Draco couldn't help but nod rapidly before latching his lips back onto hers, slipping his tongue into her mouth. "Jump." He mumbled against her lips, wrapping his arms around her hips.

Y/n complied, wrapping her legs around Draco's waist while he carried her to bed.

Wedding planning was time-consuming. While Narcissa was taking the lead, there was a lot for Y/n and Draco to do.

Her bridal fitting was one of the first events. Narcissa went with her to the first one, where she found a dress. It was layered floor length, with thin straps, lace, and sparkles. The perfect mix of traditional and glamourous.

As soon as she tried it on she knew it was perfect. The look on Narcissa's face reassured her it was the perfect one.

"Oh, wow. You look stunning." Narcissa let out, wiping a tear out of her eyes as she put a hand over her mouth. She got up off her seat to walk over and look in the mirror with Y/n. "You've grown so much since I met you." She mentioned, pushing a strand of Y/n's hair behind her ears.

There were tears in Y/n's eyes then too. "I think this is the one." She said a smile on her face.

Narcissa nodded. "It's absolutely flawless." She smiled, still admiring the younger girl.

They brought it that same day. It was staying at the Bridal store until the bridesmaids' fittings.

Y/n had decided she wanted silk green emerald dresses for the bridesmaids. Their fitting was only a month later.

"Y/n, you look great!" Pansy said, running up to her friend in the streets of London. Y/n embraced her with a smile.

Daphne hugged Y/n after. Then Hermione and Ginny turned up.

Y/n had seen them, a lot. More than once a week. It was like no time was lost between them. They fell quickly back into being friends.

Surprisingly, Y/n had introduced Hermione and Ginny to Pansy and Daphne, and they seemed to be getting on.

"Hi, you guys," Y/n said as she hugged Hermione and Ginny. She introduced them to Narcissa before they all went into the bridal shop.

"Okay, we have to see you in your dress first Y/n." Pansy cheered, already drinking her champagne.

Narcissa had insisted on the best, most private fitting. The whole store had been rented out for them so they could sit on the luxurious sofas and try on dresses.

Y/n nodded, running off to the changing rooms to dry the dress on. She couldn't help the giddy feeling in her stomach.

When she came out, all of their mouths dropped. She looked flawless.

"It's stunning." Hermione was the first to speak, the rest of them nodding with what she said.

Y/n did a little turn for them, eliciting more gasps.

When she changed back into her normal clothes, she went to show them the bridesmaids' dress options.

They were mismatched shades of blue. A dusty blue, teal blue, ocean blue, and blueberry blue.

"It's so pretty." Ginny agreed.

"I want to see you all in them," Y/n commanded with a giggle before she handed out the dresses.

Pansy walked out in the darkest blue, Hermione in dusty, light blue, Ginny in teal, and Daphne in ocean blue. Y/n knew she had picked it perfectly.

From the hugs, compliments, and squeals of excitement, it was clear they did too.

Draco's suit was black with a light blue tie. He had wanted to go for any shade of green, but Y/n thought blue suited the theme better.

Narcissa helped them cross all of the things on their list of wedding-to-dos.

Quickly, it was the weekend before. The bachelorette party was at the Black family house in the south of France.

They took a portkey to get there. Y/n had never been there, but it was grand and overlooked the French Riviera.

"This is stunning!" Daphne said, looking around inside. It was magnificent. Stone walls and vines on the outside. There was a massive pool with a cabana. The architecture of the house was incredible.

The girls dumped their bags in their rooms before exploring. They counted 6 bedrooms.

"Oh, we should go in the pool!" Y/n yelled, stripping off into a bikini. The sun was out in full, heating the whole group's skin. The five of them lay by the poolside, occasionally taking a dip. By the end of the night, they were much tanner.

Dinner was a chance to get dressed up in white cotton dresses and walk to the marina to find dinner. They ate French food and far too much bread. There was also a lot of wine to drink and secrets to be shared.

The second day was spent out on a yacht sailing in the endless sun and crystal clear water. It was beautiful and peaceful.

"Are you excited?" Pansy rolled over to ask Y/n, stuffing a few grapes into her mouth as she sipped her wine.

Y/n nodded, not having to ask what she meant. "Beyond. Draco's the love of my life." She confirmed.

The third day in paradise was just as good. Unfortunately, they had to go home.

Draco was waiting for her at the door. "Baby." He grinned as she jumped into his arms.

"Hi, Dray." She replied as he spun her around. "How was your weekend?" At Draco's request, the boys had gone to Las Vegas because Draco wanted to 'do it right the first time, so he didn't have to do it again.'

He nodded. "I will admit, most of it's a blur." That made Y/n giggle. "But, it was great."

"You didn't get married?" Y/n asked him with a grin.

Draco just frowned. "Why would I do that?" He asked, not knowing about the muggle cliché.

"It's a muggle thing." She tried to explain, but his eyebrows were still furrowed.

Draco put her down, taking her stuff from her hands to their bedroom. Y/n followed him up there.

"I missed you, baby." He told her, scooping her up into another hug. He picked her up and dumped her on the bed, planting himself in between her legs.

"I've missed this." Y/n agreed, lacing her hands behind his neck to pull his face closer to hers.

The rehearsal dinner was at a Michelin star restaurant in central London. Apparently, Lucius had some connections in the muggle world.

A separate room was rented out, but Draco and Y/n kept it small. Narcissa, Lucius, Draco's grandmother, Harry, and the bridal party.

"Draco, we're going to be late," Y/n complained as Draco kissed down the top of her silk green dress.

He groaned as he pulled away, looking up at her with big eyes. "Can't we be late?" He questioned.

She shook her head. "Absolutely not. Now, put me down." She told him, unwrapping her legs from around his waist. They had a tendency for getting caught up in the moment.

Draco let her down, now towering over her.

"Let me fix your tie," Y/n told him, tightening the green silk. He had gotten his wish of some green.

Draco groaned. "Not so tight." He mumbled, causing Y/n to roll her eyes.

"You have to look impeccable," Y/n told him sternly.

"I always look impeccable." Draco declared with a wide smirk.

Y/n just rolled her eyes again before looking up at him. "You're ridiculous."

He pouted at that before reattaching their lips. "I love you, Mrs. Malfoy."

"I'm not Mrs. Malfoy yet." Y/n counted.

Draco looked at his watch. "You have less than 24 hours." He told her threateningly. "The time to run is now."

Y/n shook her head. "I don't want to lose this." She joked, holding up her ring finger. Draco pouted at that. "I'm kidding. I love you." She reassured him before kissing him again.

"Let's go," Draco told her, grabbing her hand and pulling her out the door.

They ended up in central London, thankfully not late to their own rehearsal dinner.

Narcissa and Lucius hugged both of them. Lucius' hugs were something Y/n still wasn't accustomed to, but she enjoyed them.

All of the bridal party turned up. They had seen each other during the day for the wedding rehearsal, but they were scrubbed up now.

"You look lovely, Y/n." Harry and Ginny complimented, coming over to hug the bride-to-be.

"Thank you." Y/n beamed.

She kept that smile on her face the whole night. Through Lucius' speech, dinner and dessert.

"Just before everyone heads off for the night, we do have one other thing," Y/n said after tapping her champagne flute.

Draco had raced off to collect the gifts they had to give to everyone.

When he came back, she continued. "Narcissa and Lucius, we've got these for you." Draco handed over the enormous bouquet of flowers and an envelope.

The older couple wrapped the younger in hugs. "Hotel bookings for next week in Southern Italy," Draco told them with a grin.

"Thank you both," Narcissa told them before sitting back down.

Y/n and Draco went around hugging each of the members of their bridal party and giving out the customised bottles of champagne they had designed.

Y/n and Draco were the left once their friends had, with Narcissa and Lucius.

"Mum, can we just go for a walk? I'll have her to her hotel room before midnight?" Draco begged Narcissa. He insisted on spending some one-on-one time with Y/n, and Narcissa couldn't say no to his pouting.

Narcissa agreed. "The girls are staying in her hotel suite, so you better have her back. Or you're going to be in big trouble with Pansy Parkinson." She warned, looking at him with stern eyes.

Draco gulped playfully before taking Y/n's hand. They walked off into a nearby park, Draco's arm wrapped around her waist. Thankfully, he had brought their jackets.

"Do we really have to spend the night apart?" Draco asked her pleadingly.

Y/n giggled. She had expected the questions when they first started planning the wedding eve. "Yes, Dray, or we'll have bad luck." She told him.

Draco huffed. "But I'll miss you." He complained, dropping his head on top of hers. "We can just Obliviate Pansy." He suggested.

Y/n looked up at him with a frown, shaking her head. "Draco Malfoy, we are not going to obliviate our friends."

"We could use the full body-bind curse?" He proposed.

Y/n giggled at him. "Absolutely not. I think you can just have some patience." She told him.

"Fine." He agreed before looking at his watch. "I guess I have to take you back now."

Y/n nodded, and they walked the few blocks to the hotel.

"Draco! I was just about to get your mother. It's 5 minutes to midnight." Pansy said as soon as she saw Draco and Y/n walk off the elevator, giggling.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Shut it, Parkinson. She's my fiancee." They had always had a playful relationship. To outsiders, it would look like Draco disliked Pansy, but he couldn't love her anymore.

"Children, calm down," Y/n told them with a giggle. "I'm here before midnight."

Pansy looked at her watch. "You've got three minutes to be out of our sight, Draco." She warned him.

"Could I at least farewell my fiancee?" He asked. Pansy nodded, still not going back inside the hotel room. "Without you here?" He questioned, eyebrows raised.

"I'll be back in two minutes." Pansy reminded him before slipping inside the hotel suite.

Draco rolled his eyes once she'd gone. "She's mental."

Y/n nodded with a smile. "But, we love her." She reminded him. He just rolled his eyes again.

"And we only have 1 and a half minutes before she storms out here," Draco complained.

"Let's not waste time then," Y/n told him, wrapping her arms around his neck to pull his lips down onto hers. They stood in the hotel hallway, kissing for a minute. After each time they pulled away, they were drawn back to each other. "Goodnight, Dray," Y/n whispered, again his lips.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He replied, leaning in for one final kiss. "Please don't leave me at the alter."

Y/n giggled but shook her head. "Never. I love you."

"I love you too." He said, and with one final wave, he was gone.

Pansy burst into the hallway only moments after, ready to kick some Malfoy arse.

"Don't worry," Y/n reassured her. "He's gone back to his hotel."

The boys were staying in another hotel because Narcissa didn't think Draco would be able to stay away from Y/n.

Pansy nodded, uncrossing her arms. "Good, now come in. We're doing shots."

That was not a good way to ensure waking up feeling fresh at 9am. But Y/n followed her in and drank anyway.

They were awakened by a knock on the door. Pansy checked the peephole, making sure it wasn't Draco before opening it. Y/n, Ginny, and Daphne groaned at Hermione, opening the curtains and flooding the room with sunlight. However, the view was beautiful.

The time on the alarm clock blinked 8:03 in red.

Narcissa was the one at the door, walking in and laughing at the state of the girls.

"Please don't laugh," Y/n begged after taking a panadol and putting on some sunglasses. She standing up.

In their drunken state, they had taken both king-sized mattresses laid them on the living room floor. Y/n managed to piece together that Ginny and Hermione shared on. Daphne slept next to her, and Pansy slept on the couch, facing the door in case Draco came knocking.

"I heard you had a fun night." Narcissa joked, still grinning.

Daphne groaned as she stumbled up. "Alright, who snitched?" She asked, looking around the girls.

They all shook their head before turning their attention to Narcissa. "Our room was a floor below. We could hear the dancing and music until 2 in the morning." She explained.

"Sorry," Y/n replied, feeling like she was being told off by a teacher.

Narcissa laughed. "Don't worry about it. Makeup and hair are starting at 9 though so you all need to be ready. I also brought you breakfast." She revealed a brown paper bag.

Pansy took it, looking into the bag. "Ooo, coffee." She pulled out the takeaway cups with a wide grin handing one out to each girl. "And danishes!" She cheered, way too loud for the rest of them.

"Alright, there are three showers so shower, drink coffee and eat," Narcissa instructed, acting like a mother at a sleepover.

The girls complied, all getting ready and eventually getting their hair and makeup done. Y/n hadn't looked in the mirror since she showered, but she was blown away by what she saw.

Even she would admit she looked gorgeous. The tears in Narcissa's eyes confirmed it.

"You look... there are no words." Narcissa said, her hands flying over her mouth.

Pansy, Ginny, Hermione, and Daphne nodded in agreement. All sharing similar teary-eyed looks.

Y/n ran off to put the dress on, carefully not to look in the mirror before she saw the end result.

When she came out, everyone's faces dropped even more. "You look perfect," Pansy told her.

Y/n grinned, turning to look in the full mirror. She couldn't believe how she looked. She had never seen herself like this before. The dress was tight in the torso, going into a full-length skirt around her waist. She ran her fingers over the delicate lace.

"I can't cry. I'm going to mess up my makeup." Y/n complained, trying not to let her eyes water.

They all laughed at her. "It's waterproof mascara," Hermione assured her. That started the tears.

The rest of the girls got changed, all coming out separately in their different shades of blue dresses. Narcissa's dress was tea-length and a dark shade of green. Y/n knew it would match Lucius' suit.

Then, they had champagne in celebration while the photographer took pictures. The sky was bright blue, and Y/n knew it was going to be perfect.

There was another knock on the door before it was time to go. Ginny raced over to answer it, knowing who it was. Harry.

Y/n heard their conversation. "You look so beautiful, Gin." He told her, placing a kiss on her lips. Y/n couldn't wait for their wedding.

"Come see the bride," Ginny instructed, pulling him over by their interlock fingers out of the foyer.

Harry's mouth dropped open when he was his twin sister. He couldn't believe how the little girl who used to untangle his unruly hair was now a bride.

"Y/n, you look stunning." He complimented once he could finally speak.

"Thanks, Har. So do you." Y/n replied, looking at Harry in his black suit with a blue plaid tie. She raced over to give him a hug.

Harry was still grinning when he pulled back. "Lily and James would be so proud of you two," Narcissa commented, pulling the twin's attention back to her.

They both smiled sadly at that. "That reminds me, I brought you this." Harry held out a bracelet. A bracelet with red stones. "I hope it doesn't clash with your dress, I don't really know much about that." He said, with a laugh. There were tears in his eyes Y/n could see.

"It's beautiful, Harry. Thank you." She held out her wrist so he could put it on.

"It's ruby, it was mums. She brought it when we were born because it's our birthstone." Harry explained. That made more tears stream out of Y/n's eyes. It was so sweet of him.

"Harry, thank you." Y/n thanked him again. "How did you?" She couldn't even finish her sentence with the tears.

Harry's tears were running free now as well. "Remus somehow got ahold of it." He clarified. The thought of their dead uncle made more tears appear.

She wrapped him in a hug again, holding him as tight as she could.

Finally, it was time to go. Y/n was sure she had never been this nervous. Her stomach was twisted, and she felt like she could puke.

Harry, her, Narcissa, and the bridesmaids all entered the limo that was taking them on the half-hour journey to the secluded castle.

When Y/n got there, she couldn't believe it. The turrets and grand stone walls. It was phenomenal.

There was a light dusting of snow on the ground and inside there were fairy lights strung everywhere. Harry held her hand the whole way inside.

Narcissa went in first and Y/n tried to peer around the doors to look at Draco but Pansy wouldn't let her. The castle was old inside as well but very grand. It had rounded ceilings and arches in marble stone. Y/n couldn't believe she was getting married here, despite having seen it before.

She knew the walk she was going to take. Down the marble staircase and into the ballroom where Draco was waiting at the altar. She just hoped she wasn't going to trip on the steps.

Ginny went next, the Hermione. Y/n could feel her nerves building, her heart starting to race. It was thumping in her chest.

"Hey, you'll be okay. I'll see you down there." Daphne mentioned, just before her walk. The bride nodded in reply.

Y/n felt like she was at the top of a roller coaster, just as it was about to go down.

"See you, Pans," Y/n said, hugging her maid of honour before she walked out.

Now she really felt like she was going to puke, and Harry could tell.

"Are you ready?" He asked, smiling down at her. Y/n had blocked out the music that was playing, her heart thumping was the only sound she could hear.

She gave him one last hug before he pushed open the doors. She took one deep breath before walking out, Harry's arm interlocked with hers.

From the top of the balcony, she could see the whole ballroom. It was more beautiful than she remembered it. Massive floor-to-ceiling windows were looking out on a snowy field, a tree perfectly in the middle.

The high ceiling was the most phenomenal part. It was painted with beautiful detail like the Sistine chapel.

Y/n scanned the whole room, from the white chairs to the bridesmaids and groomsmen. That's when she saw him. Draco Lucius Malfoy. He looked as good as ever and it made her even more nervous.

His eyes locked on hers, tears already on his cheeks.

Harry walked her down the steps, and down the aisle as Y/n smiled at all their standing friends and family.

When she reached Draco he looked even more perfect. She fell more in love with him then.

Harry shook his hand before giving Y/n one last hug.

"Hi," Y/n whispered, taking the place in front of Draco.

Draco grinned, tears still flowing. "You look... gorgeous." He told her, hand tracing her features.

She couldn't help but smile and return the compliment. "So do you."

Then, the officiant started. He read some passages from various books and explained the history of the couple. Y/n zoned out, already knowing the words he was saying, and admired Draco's face. The one she got to keep forever.

"We will now hear the couple's vows." The minister announced and Y/n beamed at Draco. "Draco."

"I, uh, I recently learned that we are all made of stardust. The particles in us have been around for billions of years, and they'll be around for a billion more. I only decided I believed in fate because I'm sure I've known you for millions of years and I hope I'll know you for a million more. Somehow, the universe allowed us to exist at the same time, despite the minuscule odds. It's improbable but I'm eternally grateful." Neither of them could stop the endless tears, all happy ones. "I went without knowing you for 11 September 1sts, but we were always looking at the same stars. When we did finally meet the stars aligned once more. No one knows this but for years we used to sneak out at night and look at the stars." Y/n giggled at the memory, realising everyone now knew about it. "I may be biased about my love for the stars, due to my name." Draco paused to look at Narcissa and Lucius who were also laughing. "But I'm positive our love has been written in the stars for millions of years and I'm going to make sure it is for millions more."

His words were so beautiful Y/n couldn't stop the tears. She looked around the room to see lots of other guests crying too.

Then it was Y/n's turn. She wasn't sure how she could top it, but she tried. Somehow she managed to get more tears.

"You may now kiss the bride." The minister announced once they had exchanged rings. Draco gently touched her waist, leaning in to give her a soft kiss.

"Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy." The minister declared, causing everyone to clap loudly.

"I love you, Mrs. Malfoy," Draco whispered in her ear.

"I love you too," Y/n replied with a smile.

It definitely was one of the happiest days of her life.

a/n: I've also had a request for a smutty honeymoon imagine so that will be coming out soon ;)

Hope you enjoyed it !

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whomst-art-thou-whomst-whomst · 3 years ago

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Texts from the Lost Tomb part 6.1

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Is this another unnecessary story arc?? With three sections??

Yes.

Wushanju Crew Chat

Wang Meng: You know, I’m someone who appreciates consistency in my day. My life is pleasant, very few issues indeed if you ignore the big ones. And yet. Yet here we are. With unresolved messes at the end of a day.

Wang Pangzi: SOMETHIN YOU NEED TO SAY MARY POPPINS

Wang Meng: We need to talk about Huo Daofu and the glittery bead curtain.

Wang Pangzi: MY FAVE TEEN WIZARD SERIES

Wu Xie: did you turn on that suggested word thingy lol

What glittery bead curtain

Wang Meng: I closed the shop at 6:00pm this evening on the dot. I locked all of the doors in and out of the shop very carefully, especially in light of recent events. The hall leading to the back office was empty. I filed the day’s paperwork, updated and sent emails, and then spent an extra hour organizing receipts and dusting. When I came back out, there were glittery iridescent bead curtains over the front entrance to the shop.

What could this mean?

Wu Xie: uh that you need to spend less time at work?

Wang Pangzi: LOOKS LIKE WE GOT ONE FOR THE DETECTIVES. THE MYSTERY OF THE BEDAZZLED THRESHOLD COMMENCES

Wu Xie: I think we can be relatively secure in thinking a glittery bead curtain isn’t a hostile threat

Wang Pangzi: SAYS YOU

I REMEMBER YE OLDE EXPLORATION TIMES HOW FAST THINGS GOT FURIOUS

BEANBAG CHAIRS SET AFLAME AND LEFT ON DOORSTEPS AS A WARNING

GLITTERBOMBS FOR DAYS

PANIC AT THE DISCO

Wang Meng: Ugh, forget it. I should have just taken them down, regardless of who they belong to.

Zhang Qiling: They are not mine.

Wang Pangzi: A BOLD STATEMENT COMING FROM OUR PRIME SUSPECT

SOMEONE QUICK GO DRAW CHALK AROUND THE DOORWAY TO MARK THE SCENE OF THE CRIME

Wang Meng: Do we know anyone who *would* sneak in and put those up? For whatever reason, legal or not? Even as a joke?

Wang Pangzi: ARE YOU SERIOUSLY ASKING WHETHER WE KNOW ANYONE WHO IS CHAOTIC, AN OUTLAW, A PRANKSTER AND/OR SNEAKS INTO PLACES

BECAUSE THAT WOULD MEAN OUR SUSPECT LIST IS LITERALLY EVERYONE WE KNOW EXCEPT FOR YOU.

Wu Xie: okay let’s think about this; for starters, I didn’t break into my own shop

Wang Meng: You would be in danger of doing some work in the process, that’s true.

Wang Pangzi: LOL

Wu Xie: ANYWAY let’s keep going. For example, Xiao Ge would only break in somewhere for a good reason. Xiao Ge, did you do this?

Zhang Qiling: No.

Wu Xie: okay who’s next

Wang Pangzi: YOU REALLY MISSED YOUR CALLING IN INTERROGATION TIANZHEN

REALLY PUT THE SCREWS TO HIM

IN MORE WAYS THAN ONE;)

Zhang Qiling: How can we be certain *you* didn’t do it?

Wang Meng: Admittedly that was my guess, too.

Wang Pangzi: WOW I SEE HOW IT IS

BLAME PANGZI AS USUAL

ANYWAY HOW DOES HUO DAOFU FIT INTO THIS

Wu Xie: Oh yeah him! Oops I got distracted

Wang Pangzi: UR ENTIRE HISTORY IN A NUTSHELL

Wu Xie: Ugh fuck off

Wang Meng what abt Huo Daofu??

Zhang Qiling: ?

Wu Xie: oh sorry xiaoge I didn’t realize you wouldn’t have spent much time around him last year

He and I go way back

Zhang Qiling: Way back where?

Babysitters Club Chat

Wang Pangzi: I CANNOT BELIEVE HE IS BUYING YOUR INNOCENT ACT

IF YOU EVER TURN TO EVIL WE ARE FUCKED

Zhang Qiling: ?

Wang Pangzi: YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHO HUO DAOFU IS

YOU WERE EXTREMELY POLITE AND BORDERLINE FRIENDLY TOWARDS HIM

Zhang Qiling: I wanted him to feel welcome. I wanted to be sure he understands he has a place here. A specific place.

Wang Pangzi: FOR A SILENT GUY YOU ARE A MASTER AT SUBTLE POWER PLAYS IM ALL TINGLY

LMAO THE IDEA OF WU XIE LEAVING YOU FOR HUO DAOFU IS HILARIOUS AND ALSO NOPE

Zhang Qiling: Rationally, I understand that.

Main Chat

Wang Meng: Huo Daofu is coming for the weekend—didn’t Wu Xie tell you? Wu Xie asked me to check in a week ahead so we could start getting ready for his arrival

Wu Xie: oh yeah I did do that

Wang Meng: Fortunately I know you and so I already went ahead and took care of everything.

Re: the trip

He made a deal with Wu Xie’s doctor that he would do periodic checkups on him here at Wushanju

Bc Wu Xie hates being in the hospital

And frankly the hospital hates him too

Wang Pangzi: FAMILIARITY BREEDS CONTEMPT LOL

I FORGOT HUO DAOFU WAS DOING THAT

A VERY CHIVALROUS GESTURE

WOULDNT YOU SAY

XIOAGE

Zhang Qiling: Is it safe for him to be here with a criminal loose on the premises?

Wu Xie: Right, back to the curtain! Let’s focus on the curtain, hmm?

Wang Pangzi: I AM SO LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS WEEKEND.

ALSO WE CAN RULE OUT XIAO BAI FOR THE CURTAIN SHE JUST SENT A SELFIE FROM NORWAY COVERED IN GREEN SLIME WITH ZERO CONTEXT, UR PROTEGE INDEED

Wu Xie: okay but who else would do something so oddly charming yet illegal and—wait.

Snake Eyes Chat

Wu Xie: hey, Glasses hasn’t been in touch lately right?

Li Cu: uh nope

Unless u count the outdated memes

Why, is money or Xie Yuchen missing

Or is this curtain related, I saw Wang Meng’s tweet

Wu Xie: haha no nothing to worry about really

(I mean maybe? but who knows)

Wang Meng is probably just getting a little paranoid in his old age

Li Cu: better than getting reckless and stupid as hell in ur old age

Wu Xie: …hey:(

Unknown Number: Li Cu, we discussed this.

Wu Xie: ????????

Li Cu: *sigh* fine, reckless and stupid as heck

Unknown Number: …close enough.

Wu Xie: EXCUSE who is that

Madame, Sir, Non-Binary Tree Spirit, etc—whomst the fuck

Are you

Li Cu is underage FYI

So Im staying on this chat

Li Cu: okay first of all, it’s not like that

Second of all I’m literally not underage I s2g

u threw the embarrassing surprise bday party, okay so u should remember

And C, that’s my counselor and I invited her. She wanted to meet u and I knew u wouldn’t agree to a visit so I added her to our chat

we have been discussing u

Wu Xie: Oh wow!!!!!!!

What a surprise:)

hi so nice to meet you:)

Main Chat:

Wu Xie: RED FUCKING ALERT

FUCK THE CURTAIN FUCK THE VISIT

IVE BEEN TRICKED INTO FAMILY THERAPY BY A SMUG TEENAGER WHO TEXTS UNKNOWN NUMBERS

Wang Meng: I assume that means something to someone here?

Not my problem? Good.

Wang Pangzi: AHAHAHA GOD I LOVE LI CU

HES LIKE ADORABLE KARMA FOR ALL THE SHIT YOUVE PUT ME THROUGH

IM RAISING HIS ALLOWANCE

Wu Xie: wait i give him an allowance

has he been collecting on two allowances??

Zhang Qiling: Three. I knew about both of yours.

Snake Eyes Chat

Wu Xie: so uh may I ask your name?

Unknown Number: you can call me Ms. Lee.

Now, if you’re comfortable talking in this format, why don’t you tell me how things have been going?

Wu Xie: oh everything is normal and fine and safe as usual, why do you ask:)

Li Cu: I heard about ur necklace thing. nice of you to NOT mention it.

another dangerous adventure. again. prick.

Ur lucky your cool boyfriend cares about you so much or you’d have already died like ten years ago

Wu Xie: lol try twenty years ago

Li Cu: That isn’t funny.

Unknown Number: …What?

Wu Xie: shit ur right, okay that was a bit glib, my apologies.

…I use humor as a coping mechanism?

Unknown Number: and Li Cu, how do you feel about that?

Li Cu: he doesn’t even know what that phrase means

He doesn’t cope, like ever

In fact

It’s kind of why we met

Which is a funny story in retrospect tbh

Wu Xie: haha what are you talking about sweetie hahaha need I remind you of certain anecdotes that could idk send me to jail maybe lmao

Unknown Number: …You know, perhaps an in-person meeting might be more effective?

Wu Xie: haha such a nice idea but why

Main Chat

Wu Xie: If I go to jail, I’ll have to create alliances for protection, right, that’s how it works on tv

Who do we know who spends time in jail

Other than Hei Yangjing, he’s only ever there for like 12 hours and i suspect he just gets himself arrested bc he enjoys the breaking out process

Also how’s the curtain case coming along

Zhang Qiling: Has someone threatened you?

Wu Xie: well not yet but soon I’m sure

Wang Pangzi: WHERE WAS THIS PARANOIA WHEN WE GOT TAKEN TO THE TEA HOUSE HUH

Snake Eyes Minus Your Fucking Therapist Chat

Li Cu: okay how tf did u pull off spy and undercover shit

u are sus as hell

Wu Xie: damn son is it pick on Wu Xie night

I missed the flyers or I would’ve invited my uncles

Also re: the curtain it’s been mostly solved

Li Cu: I’m not your son, idiot.

Wu Xie: …oh. Sorry, sorry, you’re right, bad choice of words, haha

Forget i said anything

Delete this chat even

Li Cu: shit I meant

Legally, biologically, I meant—

shit

…I turn into an asshole as a coping mechanism?

Wu Xie: oh that’s all okay! I have to go do something else now let me know if you need anything okay kid thanks!

Li Cu: goddamn it calm down who’s the kid here

lemme organize my thoughts so I can articulate my emotions fuckin healthily or w/e

Ugh maybe for like one afternoon we could go to Ms. Lee together? She knows how to word stuff

Wu Xie: uh…okay.

Li Cu: Anyway you don’t need to worry abt jail

As if you would survive prison for one day you’d piss off half the place in like an hour or less

I gave Ms. Lee the heavily edited version of the desert highway to hell roadtrip and i discussed it more in terms of like “nightmarish but still wouldn’t take any of it back”

Well maybe the sand

that shit was everywhere

Wu Xie: oh kiddo. It’s fine, really…You don’t have to explain yourself to me.

Li Cu: no, no it’s just

I do technically have a dad

who is an asshole. Being a son doesn’t really mean shit to me bc it sucked.

So you need to stop backing down just cuz ur guilty abt stuff. I’m really really glad ur not my dad in a good way. Do u get what I mean there

Where’s the mafia widower I followed into hell, huh

Wu Xie: Ur a good kid, despite my influence. I’m really glad you have someone to talk to after everything I…after everything. Wow this talking through feelings thing is kind of weird but nice ur right

Jfc no wonder it took me and xiaoge so long to—you know what, we won’t get into that

Li Cu: ew tmi

Also re: this week’s recent necklace fuckery

I moved my stuff here, I live here now

So you can’t die anymore

Or else…Idk I don’t have a threat planned

anyways abt the curtain

Wu Xie: oh my god, kid…kid you have no idea

I am in tears.

Li Cu: see this is why I can’t be nice to you I can sense the hallmark channel from here

Ugh don’t be sad in ur room that’s dumb

Go hug Pangzi or something

Maybe delete this chat

Or the curtain thing

Focus on the curtain thing

Just stfu and go away

Wu Xie: <3 screenshotting this <3

Li Cu: I take back everything I said. This is why Xiao Ge sleeps on the roof. I hope the ghosts of the Wangs put up that curtain to strangle you somehow. Go die in a stupid way, it’ll suit you.

Wu Xie: lol don’t worry I’m not gonna embarrass you with it or anything

Main Chat

Wu Xie: omg guys look how cute my kid is *sending screenshot*

Wang Pangzi: I MEAN

HE IS WISHING YOU DEATH

BUT SURE

CUTE I GUESS

Wu Xie: no but read the whole thing:):):)

Zhang Qiling: It is indeed very hard to remain angry with you. And you are welcome to join me on the roof.

Wang Pangzi: UH NOPE

NOT WHENI HAD TO BLEACH THE COUNTER IN THE KITCHEN

DONT TRAUMATIZE THE EARLY BIRDS THEYRE ALREADY FREAKED OUT BY U YA HOODIE CRYPTID

Wu Xie: ok true but babe ur like a sexy cryptid

Wang Meng: so, are we just accepting that there is a glittery curtain of unknown origin, and Huo Daofu is going to have to see it while he’s waiting for you at Wushanju bc you’re going to family therapy?

Wu Xie: right

Wang Pangzi: SHOULDA TAKEN EARLY RETIREMENT HUH

Wang Meng: I’m going to go dust something.

Unnamed Chat:

Unknown number: so the curtain…

Unknown number 2: yep, not my best work but I kinda panicked last minute u know

Unknown number: what is in the water at Wushanju that makes everyone dumb and attractive

Unknown number 2: relax they’ll figure it out

#ultimate note #whomst #wu xie #dmbj #the lost tomb #pingxie #iron triangle

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orange-waterfalls · 4 years ago

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Vampire!Reader x Markiplier Egos

ty anon for the request

A/N: YES. IT'S BEEN A WHILE. HAPPY FUCKING HALLOWEEN. I absolutely remembered today is the 1 year anniversary of ahwm absolutely this is not a coincidence what are you talking about ahahahahha. I've been busy w/ school and drawing and general depression and anxiety with the current situation but I'm getting back into it! Vampire reader. That's pretty much it. Rated T, a bit of cursing, mentions of blood, mentions of fangs. A slightly suggestive phrase but that's just Illinois like there has to be at least one with him it's the law. ALSO. NEW RULE? IF I'M DOING LIKE HCS OR SMTHN I WILL DO 6 AT A TIME. I CANNOT BE WRITING 14 DIFFERENT EGOS AT ONCE I JUST CAN'T I'M SORRY. anyways enjoy!

Vampire!Reader x Egos Headcanons

General

Not much PDA

Not much going out in general

You have to cover your whole body when you do, unless it’s nighttime

You spend much of your time inside or in the forest

You’re basically nocturnal

You do drink blood, and you don’t need a lot of it

You drink human blood only if they give permission

You don’t kill people

You know or know of some other supernatural creatures that exist

You are friends with a werewolf. One specifically. You know the one.

Darkiplier

You both are edgy as all hell it’s perfect!

Politely asks you not to bite him

a) because he’s not human and b) because it’ll hurt

You both are very calm and well-spoken. So. not much happens.

However, you are both, in fact, dumb bitches, so things are still entertaining

“My darling, would you like some garli-mmm nevermind...”

You go out with him sometimes on romantic moonlit walks

You don’t have to wear as much then

You make him get a pet, a black cat specifically

He loves it

You named it Darko, Dark for short, and he hates the name

Like he hates the name a lot

It is irrational how much he hates the fucking name

He calls it DA

He never explains why

When you want blood he’ll trap a deer or something

You go into the forest and drink a little of its blood

He’s surprised

“What am I, a werewolf?”

He’ll ask you about supernatural creatures, and how to defend against them

You’re pretty sure he’s an eldritch entity so you aren’t sure why he’s asking YOU

He won’t ask how you became a vampire, that seems personal

He never gets startled when you turn into a bat

He can hear your lil wingbeats from a mile away

Sometimes you’ll sleep as a bat and he just smiles at you hanging from the fan

Fine with you not interacting with others, like he does much of that…

Just likes hanging out in your fucking giant victorian mansion with you

Wilford

We all know that his type is, in fact, edgy bitch

Therefore, you are perfect

Dark clothes? Check

Edgy backstory? Probably

Kinda scary? Oh absolutely

And he loves you for that!

He doesn’t want to be a vampire, but he fuckin loves your teeth

He’ll ask you to bare them and then he’ll do a happy wiggle afterwards

He loves dancing with you, slow or fast

It’s always romantic

He’s basically a god so like. Anything you ask for he’s gotchu

You said you were hungry and he fucking kidnapped someone

You said you were hungry, that was on you

You then explain that you don’t need a whole FUCKING PERSON

He then steals some blood bags from the hospital

“Oh, calm down! They have enough!”

Likes taking you out, so you go on night walks a lot.

You’re not used to social interaction, so he makes sure to steer you away from people

Unless you want to talk to them, then he starts up a conversation and lets you take over

You don’t understand people, and neither does he! It’s great.

Likes when you turn into a bat

He doesn’t know why, it just makes him happy

You made him adopt a black cat

He named it Colonel Whiskers

Loves you and your castle and your weird ass little quirks

Actor

Bite him.

BITE. HIM.

LET HIM BE IMMORTAL

You refuse for the sole reason that he is a dick.

You do get along because you both are, in fact, pretentious

You wear those silk robes around the house, and he gets mad at you

HE is the sexy mysterious one, COME ON!

At least you won’t have an edgier backstory than him…

Likes slow dancing with you

Very much enjoys your Aesthetic

Believes that he too belongs in a Victorian era castle isolated from the world

Loves the dark romance

Is a Fancy Boy

Was fully prepared to murder someone for you to drink their blood

Surprised when you said it wasn’t necessary???

Buys a horse or smthn

Asks about supernatural beings and which are immortal

He asks that a lot

He worries you sometimes.

Hates it when you turn into a bat

You’re small and you fly around and you’re fucking GROSS

He doesn’t. He doesn’t like animals very much. Besides dogs I mean.

Buys you clothes because you’ve been wearing the same shit for fucking EVER

Don’t worry, they’re all black, dark purple, or dark red

Sometimes you decide to go on a walk and he tags along

Possessive bitch

Thinks you’ll leave him if you talk to other people

He scares them or leads you away

Was fine with a black wolfdog you brought home after searching for food

Names it Phoenix, and you call it Nix for short

Is deeply in love with you, but will never say or show it

Yancy

He thinks you’re wonderful!

Originally a bit mean to you

He thought YOU thought you were better than him

He saw the fangs and backed off

He asked about them and you answered, so you got along

Asked if he could be a vampire

You asked if he wanted to be immortal. He declined.

Suggested you drink his blood when you were hungry

You said it wasn’t necessary, but he pushed

Stared at you the whole time

“what’s your issue” “this is very… intimate.”

On that note: has an issue with intimacy

You’re very cold naturally, so you’d want to cuddle

He awkwardly shifts away

Once he gets more comfortable, he might cuddle with you

Loves the silk robes you own, they’re so fucking COMFY

AND THE SILK SHEETS?? Heaven

Absolutely loves all the fancy shit you have

You teach him how to waltz and he teaches you how to tap dance

You have a very equal give and take relationship with everything, it’s great

Neither of you like social interaction

You will if you HAVE to but mostly keep to yourselves

You love Yancy's prison buddies

They love you too

Asked if you knew mothman

You couldn’t tell if he was joking

He absolutely Was Not joking

He sings to you sometimes

It echoes through the place and the Aesthetic man

Hates it when you turn into a bat

Bad. No. Stop. Scary.

A small animal flying at him is a no go

Alternatively: get him a pet dog and he will love you forever

He names it Elvis. Yeah you know why.

Overall loves you and your aesthetic, and you could tell even before you got together

Illinois

Excited but doesn't show it

He's met PLENTY of supernatural creatures

Ghosts, gods, there was a thing with that werewolf one time…

(He has the scars to prove it)

But a vampire? That's new

He doesn’t live at your place because he travels a lot

He still stays there sometimes between adventures

Uncomfortable with how clean it is

You are. An immortal being. And you take the time to clean. What the fuck.

“Would YOU wanna spend eternity in a dusty ass mansion?”

His flirts are often about your fangs

You threatened to bite him and he said “promise?”

Said you could drink his blood, but you said no

“I don’t know what the fuck you got in that bloodstream”

Doesn’t do walks but takes you on adventures

If it’s a cave. And you turn into a bat.

ONLY if you turn into a bat

Sidenote: he fucking adores when you turn into a bat

He just thinks they’re neat

Uncomfortable with how soft everything you own is

NOTHING is soft in nature

Except. Like a lot of things. But don’t tell him he’ll get mad

Doesn’t really want a pet bc he’ll never be home to deal with it

He’ll be fine if you get one though

He wants to name it Nathan Drake he doesn’t care what it is

NERD(see: Uncharted)

Will never EVER wear a fucking suit

He will DIE before he wears a suit fuck you

Dislikes anything remotely fancy

Talks about the creatures he’s met

you get Bard Vibes if ya know what i mean wink wink nudge nudge he's a whore is what I'm saying here

You hang out normally mostly

He refuses to acknowledge his feelings for you

Not after the mermaid incident.

He eventually will, i promise

Magnum

He’s a pirate, he doesn’t care

He’s seen sirens, ancient spirits, probably Davey Jones at some point

A vampire? Low on the list of dangerous creatures

He has a whole ship made outta wood he’s not that worried

You don't really sail with him often

When you do, you're seen as a threat to anyone and everyone

He loves that about you

Warned you not to bite him or he'd stake you

You promised not to and that was enough for him

You get along with the crew fairly well

However do NOT turn into a bat around them

They will not hesitate to shoot

"UNIDENTIFIED FLYING OBJECT, MAN YOUR BATTLESTATIONS!

You can maybe do it around Magnum and only Magnum

Doesn't like your house

He belongs to the sea

But can and will steal your sheets for himself

A pirate can have a little silk, as a treat

Offered his crew's blood to drink after a while

You declined because you don't know what the fuck kinda diseases they have

Doesn't really want a pet. He can't tell them what to do.

You bought an axolotl and he loves it a lot

Its name is Delta but he has deemed it Magnum Jr

Can't really. Fit. In any suits you have

He has to go out and get one personally tailored if he wants it

Likes dancing with you

Slow dancing. To Danny Boy.

He can't dance but that's ok he tries

You talk about land creatures and he talks about ocean creatures

So far he despises werewolves and skinwalkers

He likes spending as much time with you possible

He doesn't much like the idea of a relationship bc of his uh line of work

But he loves you

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verobatto · 4 years ago

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Destiel Chronicles

Vol. CXI

It was a love story from the very beginning.

My Dearest Friend

(14x04)

Hi again! I'm bringing another meta to this collection, this time I will only talk about 14x04 because it was full of subtext we need to disect slowly.

Link to my metas from this episode X; X; X; X.

What if...?

This episode was written by Perez. This writer is always exploring the possibility of Dean coming out from the closet.

The dumb excuse given by Sam about why he hates Halloween, is a symbolic description of Dean's inner fears. Pay attention to it:

SAM: When I was in sixth grade we were living in Bismarck and I had a huge crush on her.

DEAN: Aw, that’s adorable. Continue.

SAM: So, she invited me to her Halloween party. I said yes and I went over and at first everything was great, um, and then we started to play games.

DEAN: Spin the bottle.

SAM: Bobbing for apples. Like I said, I had a crush so the entire night my stomach was in knots and when it was my turn I bent down and… (...) …hurled, everywhere. Lunch, dinner it all came up, on Andrea mostly. People ran and screamed and it was so bad.

DEAN: Ah that’s great.

SAM: I ended up hiding out in the woods till you finally came and got me.

"If Dean would confess all that makes him sick inside, all the trauma, all his fears (and I'm gonna include here the "getting out the closet" bc it seems like Perez begins to explore this item in this chapter) if Dean would do that, barfing everything out, how would people react? How Sam would react? Would be disgusting? Scandalous? If he confess his fears, if he confess he is in love of Cas, an angel in a man vessel, would Sam be ok with that?"

I wrote all of this about that symbolism, and this is also connected to some episode at the second half of the season 15 in which we will see Dean gagging and characters vomiting. I remember back then I was sure it had to do with Dean confessing his feelings to Castiel. I must say it was related to Dean trying to do it but writers and CW silencing him.

After that we had Dean naming queer couples to his brother Sam, this scene had the same target that Sam's excuse about Halloween. Dean was tasting waters with his brother if he would decide to come out from the closet.

Gif credit @itsokaysammy

Now, let's explore why Dean was missing his angel in this episode.

So Handsome, So Angry

This entire episode was a reflection of Dean's mind and it brought an important foreshadow: SAM AND CAS GETTING INSIDE DEAN'S HEAD HELPING HIM TO RELASE HIMSELF FROM AU! MICHAEL.

That's why the whole episode was color coded and full of symbolism.

If you don't know about my color coded meta, please check at the beginning of this analysis, where I put all the links. Blue represents Castiel, Green and Red represents Dean (healing!Dean and toxic!Dean) and yellow is Sam. The colors had their meaning, like blue is related to protection and wisdom, green is new life and red anger, yellow is knowledge and insightful mind.

Now, let's check Stewart first apparition in the episode. He has a Panthro in his hands...

STUART: Whoa, 15 inch megascale Panthro. So handsome, so angry.

This is screaming CASTIEL. Foreshadowing their break up and how angry will be Castiel with Dean.

Because we are inside Dean's mind, we have STEWART (Toxic!Dean) DIRK (Healing!Dean) and Sam is Sam, Dean's reason.

Now... Keep in mind Pantro sending Stewart to the hospital (a fight between Toxic!Dean and Castiel coming up) and also this entire scene at the beginning of the episode...

Dean had been in his room for two weeks, Sam goes to see him, worried. Dean is depressed after the Possession, but he will name a couple of things that are bothering him...

DEAN: Well, since when is okay part of this job, huh? Yeah, Cas is you know, showing Jack the ropes and Dark Kaia and her spear are in the wind and we have no clue where Michael is or what he’s up to. And not that I’m complaining, but the house is full of strangers, so.

These insights are from my metas. As I put above, Mint Condition had a lot of what I like to call Indirect Castiel representation.

Mostly because Dean mentioned him at the beginning letting us know he is horribly missing his angel.

So, the whole episode will bi him Castiel as memories.

Including the colors. When Dirk is talking about Stuart, how they eat pizza and watch movies and how special their friendship is, Dean has this fond expression on his face and the whole scene is showered in blue color.

Guess in who's Dean thinking about?

Inside of Dean's mind

Always based on the colors, is very important to understand all the monsters that will appear throughout the season are representing Dean's toxicity and AUMichael (which is the symbolic icon of Dean's fears and toxicity).

Remember episode 13x05 in which i pointed at a picture in the kid's room (Advanced Thanatology) well, that pic was foreshadowing this season, and mostly, this monster:

Of course is in red because red is Dean's toxic behavior.

We also had Stuart dressed with a red t-shirt with a Godzilla Squirrel. Because is Toxic Dean, who sees himself as a monster.

Also, the morgue scene...

We can see in the first picture, the fear in Dirk when this "world" starts to tremble, at the inevitable arriving from the "monster". This is Dean's mind, he has so much fear of his own thoughts, guilty and negative feelings, and he doesn't feel secure in his own raped mind.

The second one is more about it... We see corpses, representing two things: beloveds who died, trauma (I'm including the resent Castiel's death) and the second is all the death he thinks he provoked when he was possessed by Michael.

Then we have color yellow, representing wisdom , honesty and Sam too. Then the horror... The "monster" is still in there. He must to win this battle.

All of this represents Dean's emotional prison, his inner fight to break free from AUMichael, and we will see it in 14x10.

So the war Dean fights inside of him is between his inner fears and toxicity. Also, Sam and Sam, Dean's reason, will be locked by the monster. (The fears caging Dean's ability to think) but they will be break free successfully thanks to a mix of colored liquids (yellow, green, red an blue) TFW working together to help Dean to release himself. And also using this...

Scooby Doo box is representing Dean's innocence, healing!Dean.

Miscellaneous: A very colorful visual elements was the figures of Superman and Lois Lane in the background in the comic store protected by a glass. When the monster arrived the glass began to freeze. This was a foreshadow of the Destiel fight and break up.

To Conclude:

This episode had a lot of elements that talked about Castiel, because it was a symbolic representation of Dean's mind. And Castiel is centric in Dean's life.

Also, this episode it's connected to 14x10 and Dean's emotional prison.

Hope you liked this meta, see you in the next one.

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Buenos Aires, May 2nd 2021, 3:13 PM

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scarabbai · 4 years ago

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Is Jade still able to use ‘Shock the Heart’ on Kalim in the role reversal au?

OKAY full honesty, I haven’t really worked that out yet... Role reversed chapter 4 isn’t 100% percent figured out yet (sorry!) mostly bc I’m still trying to figure out a timeline of events, as in when things happen and in what order. I lowkey might have to rewatch the entirety of the Scarabia chapter just to see the original timeframe of the chapter (as in how many days and nights it lasted) and then figure out if i want to extend or shorten that time period. I think I’ve got most of the events or at least a general idea of all the major events figured out, but right now it’s a matter of “okay, when does this happen and for how long?” and even then I might decide to change my already existing plans for the chapter and either add new events or remove ones I already have.

As of right now though, I don’t think Jade will be able to use Shock the Heart on Kalim bc my current plans have Octavinelle getting involved only after the overblot has already happened, which means there won’t really be a need for his unique magic to come into play. This is kinda unfortunate so I might try to figure out a way to squeeze it in, but honestly I’m not very sure how since in the au, MC wasn’t locked in Scarabia before escaping and asking for Octavinelle’s help in investigation, MC was suddenly kicked out by Kalim after angering Jamil.

Additionally, since the tyranny in the Scarabia dorm is genuine (as in, not like in canon where Jamil controlled Kalim to be a tyrant to ruin his reputation, it’s an actual attempt at tyranny) and both Jamil and Kalim are smart enough not to show outsiders what’s actually going on, they make everything seem fine to the MC while also trying to get them the heck outta Scarabia. The faster MC leaves, the faster things can go back to the way Jamil actually wants them to. Bc of this, Jamil and Kalim act especially hospitable and polite during the MC’s stay while all the dorm members are lowkey sweating bc Jamil has threatened them all into silence. This, of course, confuses the MC bc they were called to Scarabia not by Kalim or Jamil but by the dorm members themselves, who begged the MC for help to fight against the tyranny of the dorm leader.

Since Jamil and Kalim were actively trying to get the MC to leave and since the MC was eventually kicked out of Scarabia instead of escaping it, Octavinelle wouldn’t have had the excuse that they were “returning” the MC bc not only would MC and any other outsiders be especially unwelcome during this time, the MC wasn’t even Scarabia’s prisoner and they didn’t steal anything either. Bc of this, even if Octavinelle was interested in the mystery of the situation, they would have a hard time getting into Scarabia, especially with MC in tow.

If Octavinelle somehow manages to worm their way into the Scarabia dorm however, I suppose there is a chance of Shock the Heart being used on Kalim. In fact, the more I think about it, the more it could work as a potential connector of events to fix some timeline weirdness if I tweak the incident a little...

However, it is important to note that role reversed au Kalim is significantly more aware of his surroundings and the intentions of the people around him, so he may be able to resist Shock the Heart’s effects or avoid being affected entirely. After all, he was role reversed Jamil’s guinea pig/test subject during the development of Snake Whisper, so he’s well versed in mind control and may be able to detect some intention of it in Jade’s actions.

#twisted wonderland #twst #kalim al asim #twst kalim #jamil viper #twst jamil #jade leech #twst jade #role reversed au #my stuff #responses

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pinkandgreenarepurpleandyellow · 5 years ago

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I know there’s still a lot of shit happening, and I’m aware that we need to remember the protests haven't stopped, but today was an especially good serotonin day, so I finally pushed myself to finish this three month-old thing, and now I’m posting bc i have no impulse control.

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”There’s the signal.”

”Yeah.” Fuck that.

Oh sure it’s a life changing opportunity, a new hope, a second chance, but for some reason Doyle would rather stay here.

Next to him Katsumi turns and pats him on the shoulder, a small half-smile shinning on his face. Ah. That might be a reason.

“Katsumi-” He starts, cutting himself off. It’s not possible. They’ve known each other for less than a week. He’s still a fugitive, he has no contacts, no money, no place to stay, and Unchained is still very much after him. But he wants to stay. He wants to leave the job behind, he wants a new home, he wants- he wants to be around people he can get to know beyond the usual discreet suitcase or credit card, beyond being on one or the other side of a gun.

He can’t though. It’s not something assassins can have.

“Yeah?”

He forces his voice to stay even. “Nothing, just -” I think I like you after just a week, I can't ever repay you for this, you’re pretty cute under this light, I don’t want to leave, “thank you. For everything, I mean. The food, the medicine, and the trip. I owe you.” Forever, his mind adds silently.

Katsumi’s smile fades into a concerned frown, and he brushes Doyle’s shoulder with his own - fuck that’s the first time in years anyone’s touched him without violence being involved - as he speaks. “You don’t owe me anything, Doyle,” his hand is swinging closer and closer to his, “I organized this of my own free will, because I wanted to. You deserve a-” why is his voice hitching like he’s about to say something else before he changed his mind - “You deserve a second chance, just like anyone else would. You’re not as bad as you think, an-and it’d be easier for you to start a new life somewhere they can’t find you.” I should leave, Doyle thinks to himself, it’s the nicest thing anyone’s said to me, and it’s the world’s biggest favor, and , and-

He doesn’t want to leave. Doyle may not know every aspect of the local culture, but he speaks the language, gets the economy, and with a skillset like his, he could easily get a job in any field. It’d be a new life, a real change, a- A fugitive on the run with no official documents, no actual job prospects, and a death penalty waiting. Not an option.

Katsumi’s sharp turn to face the ship take him out of the train of thought and he watches as the captain suddenly starts flicking the lights of the cabin on and off. Doyle doesn’t know what that means, (or why the idiot doesn’t just use morse code or better yet, simply come out and shout down), but Katsumi’s face hardens.

“There’s a threat on board,” he’s backing away and pulling Doyle with him as he speaks. “It’s Yanagi! Look!” Doyle can now see the shape Katsumi was pointing at, the short and distinct silhouette clearly visible with the lights on. The deadly aura, and the stench of fresh blood mixed with old metal confirm it.

He’s not sure why they’re running away instead of taking Yanagi on together, but Katsumi practically throws Doyle into the drivers seat and chucks the keys at him before flipping over the car and into the shotgun. Instincts kick in. Years of training and being in intense situations have his reflexes following through without question, and Doyle only realizes that he’s done anything when he makes a sharp turn left away from the pier and the tires screech against the pavement. Katsumi’s looking trough the rearview mirror, but slumps in relief. No visible pursuer then.

“Merde, lousy figlio di puttana, dickhead, shove it up his own-” Doyle keeps the rest of the curses in his head, muttering what he can’t through gritted teeth. Right when he was about to finally leave that freak has to show up and ruin it. The hell was his deal anyways? Doyle did some research after he’d found the other four, and this guy seemed to be revenge motivated and not associated with the Shinshinkai. Katsumi probably hadn’t fought him, and the odds of a death row convict deciding to just hijack a boat for no foreseeable reason were laughable. So Yanagi was most likely after either him or Katsumi.

Like he’d read Doyle’s mind, Katusmi speaks. “Was that guy after you? Did you do something to him to get him pissed at you?”

“Nah.” It comes out sharp. Doyle wants another smoke. No smoking while you’re driving, his mind plays back the drilled-in lesson again, the car will reek, the light will be visible, and you either deal with the smoke clogging up your vision and breathing or open the car and beg to be shot. Later. “Best guess? He thinks I broke some weird ‘honorable rule’,” he makes the quotes with his right hand before returning it to the steering wheel, “because I decided to change and accept that you defeated me. Old people get like that about honor sometimes.” He knows it the wrong thing to say, but it’s true. It’s why he went to Japan in the first place, plenty of badasses with a code of honor and a too-large ego. Piss off the right guy, have him kill you. If he fails, kill him, find new guy, rinse and repeat. If they don’t kill you for reasons that aren't weakness, taunt them until they snap.

Thankfully Katsumi is a better person than him and mutters a “Makes sense,” at him instead of starting up an argument. He drives in pointless dodges and turns and alleyways for a while until he’s sure it’s safe, and then Katsumi gives him directions back to his apartment.

They get there. He gets out and, on some old and long-buried instinct, moves to open the door for Katsumi before the karateka gets out on his own.

“I texted dad while you were driving, and he said he was grabbing Shibukawa and going there as soon as he could. The police report was playing on the tv screens a street back or so, and they showed a picture of Yanagi with a broken neck and missing his right arm, still on the boat.” Katsumi walks up the stairs as he talks and Doyle follows, unsure of what else to do. “So I’m guessing either they got there on time, or someone beat them to it. Either way, Yanagi’s not a threat anymore.” They’ve reached the landing, and Katsumi holds his hand out, presumably to get the key ring back from Doyle. He hands it over and chokes out the goodbye.

“Well, see ya around, I guess.” He’s trying very hard to not pretend that he isn’t just the slightest bit crushed about not being able to stay when something grabs his wrist.

“Wait, Doyle! You still don’t have a-” whatever he wants to say, Doyle doesn't wanna hear it. He turns away and keeps trying to walk down the stairs.

“I’ll find something or someone to get me out of Japan. Probably be gone by morning.” He tries to shake the hand off. It doesn’t budge. Stupid guys who have stupid grip strength and their stupidly effective and nice muscles.

“Just hang on, you idiot!” Suddenly Katusmi pulls him back hard enough that Doyle either risks dislocating his shoulder or stumbling back, so he chooses the latter. “We don’t know where Sikorsky is yet, and for all we know he’s after you too. Look,” his voice finally lowers to a reasonable volume that won’t wake the entire neighborhood, “just come in for half a minute, okay? I just gotta make a phone call to check that it’s safe, and then you can leave on your own if you want to, or stay here until we can reschedule stuff and get you on a boat to the Middle East again. It’s won’t take longer than a minute, Doyle. Please?” How the fuck does he do puppy dog eyes like that? Better question, how does Doyle feel himself falling to the them?

“One minute,” he says as calmly as he can when all he wants to do is either leave or stay forever. “One minute, and then I’m gone.” Katusmi nods, unlocks the door, and walks in. Doyle follows, and despite everything they just said about the one minute thing, copies Katusmi’s actions of taking off his shoes. A drink is thrown at his face and Doyle is shocked enough by the fact that this is happening to just open the drink and start sipping instead of realizing it’s intentions.

Katsumi is speaking to what sounds like first one, then two, then five people as he paces, (and the static from the phone when he’s not the one yelling suggests at least one person is speaking to the other people over their own phone), his speech getting faster and faster until Doyle has a hard time distinguishing most of it. He catches bits and pieces of what sounds like legal jargon though, like they’re negotiating a deal. Something involving jail, prisoner, transportation, papers, parole, psychiatry visits, Hector - Hold the fuck up.

Jail. Prisoner. Parole. Hector. Those are not words that should be involved in a conversation asking where Sikorsky is. Scratch that, there should not be this long of a conversation, or with this many people, for asking where Sikorsky is. Or all of the other legal crap in there. What is Katsumi doing?

Finally, an eternity of thirteen minutes and sixteen-and-a-half seconds later, Katsumi speaks at a normal volume, bids a formal goodbye over the phone (probably didn't even realize he was bowing as he did so), and then he’s turning to Doyle with a weirdly happy expression on his face.

“What’s Sikorsky’s status?” he asks.

“Well,” Katsumi sheepishly looks away for a second, “it’s complicated. See, first i called dad and he said he didn’t know and he asked Shibukawa, and he also didn’t know, but then Tokugawa was in the same hallway or something and heard them and started talking, and he was saying some stuff that he had planned for Sikorsky so apparently he’s out there somewhere, but Jack and Gaia are gonna pay him a visit soon so that’s all good.”

“Great, bye.” Doyle stands up and moves to get his shoes back on, but Katusmi has other plans because he grabs Doyle’s arm and keeps talking.

“Thing is, it turns out that Unchained was stopping by that hospital because he wanted to talk to Kureha about something, I think they were at the hospital cause that’s where Kureha usually is, anyways, and they talked about how he was gonna pick up Sikorsky and then you, and then dad and Tokugawa started talking, and somehow between everything the four of them phoned the director of that prison you broke out of and long story short, they pulled some strings and you’re not on death row anymore. So you don’t need to leave!” Doyle blinks.

What. the. fuck?

His first words to this are the more eloquent, “Not on death row?”

Katsumi takes this as a cue to keep talking.

“Yeah, well there’s conditions and that sort of stuff. You have to stay with one of the approved people from Unchained’s list, to make sure you don’t go all assassin-y on innocent people, you gotta visit a special psychiatrist-slash-therapist once a week to help you settle in, and any new crimes will get you thrown into jail no matter what they are, but yeah. Other than that, it’s just some paperwork and stuff.”

“Just to double check, I,” Doyle motions at himself, “can stay here,” waving a hand vaguely to encompass all of Japan, “because your,” poking a finger at Katsumi’s chest, “dad is friends with Unchained and they “pulled some strings”?” he makes the air quote around the last part as obvious as he can because no. This can’t be real. That’s not how things work. Apparently, no one informed Katusmi of this.

“Yep!” he almost chirps the affirmation out as Doyle’s already confused and fragile worldview crumbles in it’s entirety. His entire record, gone as long as he kept obeying the law. A new life. No more death sentence. No more prison.

Deep breath in, he coaches himself through the internal crisis, deep breath out. Right. Okay. He can work with this.

“So,” Katsumi immediately looks back at him, nodding to show he’s paying attention, “Who’s on the list of people I can stay with, and how many of them are already warned?” It’s close to two am, but he can pick the locks, and all he needs is a name to find their address. Katsumi starts talking, listing the names off on his fingers as he speaks.

“Well there’s dad, but he’s still paranoid after what happened to mom, so that’s out. Jack would be okay but we’re not sure if he even has a home, and nobody called him yet. Shibukawa knows but this isn’t the best way for you to meet him, Baki got ruled off the list because he’s too young, Yujiro’s too crazy and would kill you, Unchained vehemently refused to even consider hosting you temporarily after you broke into the station, and Tokugawa claims you ‘concern him’, so that just leaves Strydum, and me. So either you can stay here or-” he trails off. Doyle almost snorts inwardly because Yeah, like that’s a hard choice.

“If you’re okay with it, could I stay here?” Katsumi’s face lights up the same way it did back at the docks, and Doyle feels his heart skipping a very small beat.

“Of course! Grab something form the fridge, I’ll get a spare futon for you in a sec, and sure. We’re gonna have to think about the rest of the stuff in the morning though, but I know a guy for the psychiatry thing, dad was visiting him in the hospital in the first place, and then there’s paperwork, and Im balls at that kinda stuff, and-” Katsumi’s words blur as he keeps moving and talking, but Doyle nods along, a small smile finding its way onto his face. He’ll get through this. He’s got nobody chasing him, a future therapist to talk to, and Katsumi to help him if anything goes wrong.

This, Doyle thinks as Katsumi moves on to talking about how Doyle will love his friends, might just work out.

#this was supposed to end like 4 sentences after katsumi's 'second chance' thing and then he'd say 'you could always leave tmrw'#but then i got bored and threw yanagi #and then the whole extended scene of katsumi talking to ppl instead of his just saying they should reschedule that for another day #i really just wrote in a whole bunch of bs cause i can't write endings huh?#pink-and-green does it again folks #baki the grappler #grappler baki #hector doyle #katsumi orochi #technically they're not together but it's meant to be doysumi so imma tag it #doysumi #doyle x katsumi #btg #my writing #do not repost i stg i dealt w/that once not happening again #fun fact: everything after 'youre a convict you can't stay thats not an option' thing was written today in 2 hours

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daniellesimagines · 4 years ago

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❀❀ a list of lines from every single work-in-progress to be linked later when i actually post them just bc i’m bored ❀❀

ashton irwin

And I get that it may seem obviously to other people, but... I’m not watching this on TV and you’re not here and I don’t know what people are saying about me being my back

If she’s not back by sunset, I’m leaving camp to look for her. And if something happened to her, you’re dead

I don’t care about what everyone else will say -- I care about you and your safety, so you can either stay with me at my place until everything with him is sorted out or I can sleep on your couch, but I am not leaving you alone

She deserves better than that, Ashton! She deserves better than you!

I’m a burden on everybody! That’s why I’m here -- that’s why they threw me in a mental hospital and left!

Nothing ever means anything to you anyway

She’s still my ex! Just because she ‘needed help’ doesn’t make it less weird!

Remember how you said if I needed anything, you’d do it...? C-Can I just have a hug?

You fucking heard me. Stop the fucking car

I’m not dating your ex. I asked her out if that’s what you mean

Maybe you could argue that ‘just friends’ do that too, but it’s not ‘just friends’ when Ashton does it for you

I just... I can’t...handle losing someone right after I almost lost you

Are you tall enough to ride the merry-go-round at the fair by yourself?

I’m all for taking credit for my work, but I’m not taking credit for this because 1) I didn’t do it, and 2) it’s sloppy as hell

She clearly needs someone right now and unfortunately for me, she chose you

I’ve heard your friends talking... I know no one thinks he’s still alive

I may be desperate for money, but I’m not selling my body for some rich, entitled frat guys to jack off to!

If you want to be embarrassed, that’s fine, but I’m not going to stand here and listen to you berate yourself like this

Those spirits at the prison we investigated a couple weeks ago really liked you

awsten knight

What could possibly be so hard for her?! She’s a Princess, for Christ’s sake!

Can’t imagine keeping everything bottled up is any easier than letting someone in

calum hood

I know you don’t like her, but telling her she’s not allowed to hug me around you is fucking ridiculous

Do you make it a habit to spy on people or am I just today’s lucky winner?

You can’t lie just to get me there -- I would have gone anyway

I’m not lying to Calum; I’m just not telling him how I feel

You know how you said I should be falling in love instead of living in that house...? I’m glad it’s gonna be with you

How am I meant to have fun with him around?

You wouldn’t do the things you do if you really loved me

When you’re not here, it’s easier to pretend you still love me

I have a question -- why is that guy looking at his corn dog like that?

Please don’t make me say it again -- the first time was embarrassing enough

If he knew he was going to meet you, he never would have told her those things

I can guarantee you that baby’s not his

I never stopped wanting you either

He wouldn’t have dumped me if he was still in love with me

If you were getting tired of me, you could have just said so

Always knew I’d cry if I met you guys -- just didn’t think this would be the reason

I can’t just not pay you for watching my dog for 5 months

Will you at least let me know what it’s like to kiss you?

Do you know how weird it is to have feelings for your boss?

If they want nothing to do with you, then I want nothing to do with them

Secrets don’t stay that way forever; They all have to come out eventually

He keeps asking if he can call you Mummy

It’s heartbreaking in all the right places

I told you getting the blonde put into your hair was a bad idea

cody carson

The day you get something different from Starbucks is the day I let Pistol sleep in your bedroom

At least I’ve never lied when I told you I love you

Wait, someone tried to kidnap that little girl on your lap?

dacre montgomery

My worst nightmare is disappointing Steve Irwin

damien haas

Am I even on this show right now? Is this all just some freakishly realistic dream?

harry styles

Would you have apologized if your daughter hadn’t made you?

Daddy doesn’t love me anymore

Since when are you afraid of getting rejected?

jamie follese

I can’t help when I disappear! The cake batter calls to me and I must answer her!

He asks if I love you all the time even though I always say yes

I think I could talk my way out of jail

louis tomlinson

Nothing’s ever scared me more than the thought of losing you

luke hemmings

If I’m feeling this bad about meeting his friends, I don’t know what I’m gonna do when he wants to tell the fans

We’re only here for a few days; You’re just going to have to deal with sharing a bed until we leave

We made a bet on which one of you would confess your feelings first

Even if it wasn’t what he wanted to hear, he still needed to

She closes the store alone tonight -- you didn’t hear it from me

How many strings did my husband have to pull for this?

She doesn’t even want him! She’s only with him because she knows I do!

You know I don’t like when you do this to yourself

I got my ass handed to me by an 11-year-old and her Pokemon master of an aunt

I have nightmares almost every night, but I only come in here when they’re about you

She’s a hostage in a bank robbery! Of course I care about her being in there!

You’re by yourself in the stables at 11pm with tears on your face. Don’t tell me nothing’s wrong

Don’t be mad just because your siblings love me more than they love you

You know that means nothing to me! Stop bragging about having colors!

Even I’m not heartless enough to leave you without a dance partner

marshall traver

Nobody is alone -- not even in this world

You’re only apologizing because I’m the Princess; You wouldn’t be if I were a nobody

maxx danziger

I told him you hate water; I told him and he decided to try and throw you in anyway

Too used to blowing me off on the phone, you forgot how to talk to me in person?

I think they deserve a teacher who wants to see them succeed

If she’s still wearing her ring, she’s clearly not ready to date other people

You’re staying even though my dad’s an idiot, right?

We’re gonna circle back to the fetish thing later because I don’t believe you don’t have one for a second

michael clifford

Wouldn’t want you to stay longer than you have to just because of me

If you never say ‘I love you’ back to me, that’s completely okay

You’ve been crying, kitten; I can tell

Is there any point when you’re not going to be useless to us?

You fired her because you’re in love with her?!

What can I say? His parents are raising him right

Don’t even think about touching my brother again

Hit me like you mean it

Last day of camp -- won’t be able to do this until next summer

I know you paid my rent

Nothing would piss off that asshole more than getting the girl he wants

Since when would he jump at the chance to defend me?

I know you’ve seen how different he is with me now

The first thing I heard when I woke up was ‘I wish that I could wake up with amnesia and forget about the stupid little things’ and I did

Unlike the girls you sleep with, I actually like being with a guy who can make me cum

It can’t possibly get worse than the hell you’re living right now

I love Michael... Oh my God... Ashton, I’m in love with Michael

Please bless us with this work of art

The only good thing about this tie is that it’s blocking some of the brightness from how pale you are

Why do you even have this song on cassette in the first place?!

She’s safe -- that’s all I’m allowed to say

How did two 11-year-olds manage to pull off the biggest switch ever?

You know they’re not going to let you marry me

I’m not a stranger to staying with people who treat me poorly

If I can handle you, I think I’m prepared for pretty much anything

You make Mumma forget about him and be happy and I like when Mumma’s happy

You said you weren’t going to let go of me

Can you write a song telling your soulmate to be less depressing? It’s really starting to worry me

I’m not stupid; I’ve seen your face -- I know I’m not getting out of this alive

I can either push past you or you can let me go, but I am going to go kiss my wife whether I have your permission or not

Not the worst injury I’ve ever had and definitely won’t be the last

This is not who I expected to be kissing when I put this dress on

ryan follese

Best of luck with your engagement to the Princess

I can’t put myself in a relationship I know won’t last

spencer reid

I didn’t marry a profiler, Spencer! I married you!

Any of us would have gone in to save your daughter -- it just happened to be me this time

tom holland

I know you love me, Tom -- I know you do... But it hurts that you don’t want other people to know it too...

trevor collins

I kinda wanted to wait and see if you were actually real before I said anything...

You may not be irreplaceable to the company, but you’re irreplaceable to me

I know you’re not sick; I know you just said it because you wanted to leave work early

zach dewall

I told you they were gonna be angry when they said it...

#work in progress #could also be a prompt list so #prompts #prompt list #sentence starters

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lanamemories2 · 5 years ago

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rides onto the dash nude n on horseback like this pic of sam way. oh fancy seeing u here.......... im impeccably tensed our entire exchange. buns like steel cld crack a nut open between them. i’m nai n it’s so nice to meet u all!!!! i’m one of the admins here (josefine frida pettersen on the main) n i’m so Excited 2 get things going........... some facts abt me r i sometimes hv a witch’s cackle, i once drunkenly swung frm a tree branch pretending to b tarzan n fell n grass stained my fav jeans at 4 in the morning n i lov spicy food despite the fact it mkes me sweat like a hog in the sun. more abt lana under the cut!!! also like this or hmu if u wna plot n her pinterest is here n playlist is here 👺🌚

「kristine froseth & cis-female」⇾ jameson , lana, the junior radcliffe student’s records show that she is a gemini and 22 years old. she is studying dance, living in off campus and can be vivacious, passionate, childish & impulsive. when i see her i am reminded of stepping out in the cold wearing just a red slip, lipstick on a stranger’s throat, a bumper sticker on the back of a convertible cadillac that says ‘SCRAPPY DOO IS A FILTHY SLUT’. ⇽「nai & 23 & gmt & she/her.」

AESTHETICS:

scalding your fingers in shower water until they glow like rudolph’s nose, cherry red gym socks tugged high and nothing else, stepping out in the cold wearing just a red slip, an origami swan made from an old receipt, tickling a stranger’s chin with the end of a feather boa, crowning each finger with a miniature raspberry, hugging a knee close to lick a stripe of fruit juice off a bruise there, doodling penises in the condensation of a car window, a water pistol topped with rum and covered in glittery pin-up stickers, believable smiles that feel more like baring teeth, a bumper sticker on the back of a convertible cadillac that says ‘SCRAPPY DOO IS A FILTHY SLUT’, prancing around in your underwear to a vinyl record with the curtains open.

HISTORY:

lana grew up in a big house in albany, NY. albums framed on the walls. mayb some rolling stone covers too frm way bk when of the bands her dad’s label signed. kind of like… a rock star palace w no evidence of children at all. i think i summarised it best in one of lana’s self paras once when i said the garden ws “as big as it was unloved”, not that u wld know from all of the gardener’s pruning

lana’s mum victoria (vic) ws a music journalist w a pretty fruitful career ahead of her when she met lana’s dad richard (rich). his record label ws jst starting out, founded on the coattails of his rich best friend’s (jensen peters) investment w his other best friend (who he jst calls knoxville). it rocketed to success when they signed poppy injects, a rock band w an electric stage presence, n victoria ws drawn to the glitz n glamour of a man tht ws at the helm of his aspiring industry. their love ws very impulsive, all or nothing right frm the start, n it ws almost like she ws mre in love w his accomplishments n what he represented than him

anyway so jameson records repped a few big rock bands bk in the eighties, altho poppy injects r who they’re mostly known fr, namely bc of hw brightly they crashed n burned. (drugs/addiction tw) they were a big chart success bt the lead singer hd quite an intense struggle w heroin (wsnt rly subtle abt it either while he ws in the public eye as u cn probably imagine frm such an on-the-nose band name) n he ws always in n out of the papers. it eventually brought down his career n it ws a big publicity nightmare

lana pretty much… grew up around figures like this throughout childhood. rly troubled characters who wld kind of… b extremely volatile n destructive abt their troubles. the jameson house was kind of an open one as welcoming clients went n a lot of parties took place there. a lot of the time musicians wld b snorting lines in the kitchen when she wnted to grab a bowl of cereal fr breakfast. very strange environment fr a child to grow up in

her parents always kind of jst… didn’t like her much. her older brother caleb ws unplanned bt they sort of welcomed the surprise more bt… quickly realised they weren’t cut out fr parenthood n then when lana came as another surprise 3 yrs later they didn’t even try to hide their resentment abt the situation. her mum ws actually booked in to have an abortion bt cldnt go through with it at the last minute. once when lana asked her why shes so cold towards her she jst turned her head frm her dresser, looked at her, told her abt this n said “idk why i didn’t go”. lana didn’t kno wht to say to tht so she jst left her room n closed the door

(dissociation/delusion tw) bc of this growing up lana adopted this weird like…. she didn’t rly kno what it ws bt it ws a delusion of sorts where she thought she ws a ghost. she’d jst sort of… drift around the halls w noone acknowledging her n sometimes she ws jst convinced she wsnt actually there or they cldnt see her n she ws jst haunting the house frm a previous family

the one saving grace tho tht sort of?? gt her thru this n made her feel Seen ws caleb. lana quite genuinely hs always thought the sun shines out of her older brothers ass like she jst thinks. hes the best person in the entire world. wld b rly bewildered if anyone questioned tht. he wld always look out for her in the zoo they called a home n cut the crusts off her PBJs so they lkd like teddy bears (he’d cook fr them most of the time bc their parents were too busy/didn’t care to) n sometimes wld even sleep at the bottom of her bed curled up like a guard dog. it ws always lana n caleb n his best friend tommy against the world in tht house (tommy lived next door n was always over bc he had very strict parents / a military father tht he found suffocating)

SO when caleb n tommy announced tht they’d signed up to the army lana ws understandably…….. blindsided. she ws rly upset tht they were leaving like pretty besides herself bt she tried not to b mad at them n made them promise theyd b safe n back as soon as possible. she even asked if they cld somehow take her w them n they were jst like :/ it doesn’t work that way luv x

(death tw, ptsd tw, grief tw, trauma tw, hospitalisation tw, drugs tw) anyway caleb ended up getting discharged under grounds of severe ptsd when he witnessed tommy die in an explosion tht took place in a shock raid. caleb returned home sans tommy bt he was never the same after tht. he’s been in n out of hospital n he turned to using as a way to cope so it’s been a rly bumpy road since. lana kind of felt like two of her brothers died out there in a way n jst like tht it wasn’t them vs the world any mre, it was jst her

ANYWAY whew tht rly…. took a dark turn there….. chuckles nervously at hw sad lana’s life is bt it’s fine it’s all fINE!!!!!!! ok. so on a mre lighthearted note the jameson family r pretty well off n bc of her relation to such a big music industry figure she’s hung out w a fair few relatively high rep ppl thru her teens. mostly kids of celebrities n stuff like tht. she amassed kind of an instagram following mainly fr her style (penny lane-esque in some aspects aka lots of fur cuff trimmed jackets bt then also jst…. a wild combination of everything honestly. pastel faux fur coats, seventies style platforms, flame red cowboy boots, pink fishnet tights n glitter used like highlight Everywhere) n bc she’s undeniably Pretty Gorl

(trauma tw) after caleb got back he was rly withdrawn n depressed. he shut lana out n was kind of harsh to her a lot of the time, always telling her to leave him alone or pushing her away. it didnt help either tht lana had a rly traumatic experience w some of her dad’s colleagues at the label when she ws 16 n he was away n she cldnt even tell him abt it once he was bk bc of his own traumas. she kind of jst shut it all in n kept it to herself

(hypersexuality tw) this obviously?? made her spiral a lot. she was already a girl tht loved sex but since her trauma it got…. completely out of hand. it got to a point where she couldnt rly go 2 days without it, probably not even 1. her lowest point has probably been scrolling thru craiglist for anonymous encounters n meeting up w strangers on there fr hookups even tho it’s insanely dangerous n she cld wind up getting herself killed. the risk is honestly part of the appeal to her sometimes she’s :////// quite self destructive n jst likes a thrill to mke her feel Alive. it’s v clear at this point tht she has a sex addiction whether she’s ever admitted it or not. it kind of… almost mingled w tht same feeling she used to get when she ws younger of being a ghost?? like she jst. only rly feels Real when she’s being touched

(violence tw) she’s had.................... SCH a bad history dating wise. she almost always dates fking.... actual beasts like i jst wna gently shake her by the shoulders sometimes bt :////////////// one of her recent exes is in prison aftr he beat up someone she’d slept w in front of her like she jst. has had a very Not Sexy time w romance...... she hd to b a witness in the trial abt it n he ws found guilty n sent down so it ws like Intense n a gd example of the kinds of disastrous relationships she gets herself into. perks of being a wallflower voice: We Accept The Love We Think We Deserve.

this past summer she gt a job at a burlesque club in downtown lovell!!! it honestly is her dream job like. dancing? being sexy? fav hobbies................. most delicious pastimes... 10/10 ideal fr her............... she almost started working at a coyote ugly bar bt this one won her over. she usually jets off to some foreign country n has a rly exotic n action packed summer bt i think she wldv just been working local there fr this one to b close to her brother (the rehab he’s at is close like a 40 min drive so!). she’s also moved into a big lofty apartment w 3 roommates tht’s above a chinese take out w lots of lanterns hung outside. the street? scott street......................... tribute to mizz phoebe bridgers hunger games salutes to the sky so it travels 2 her............. she gt a red heart shaped bath tub installed which hs always been her dream so honestly the summer hs been pretty gd to her....... five stars on yelp she deserves Some happiness once in a while

PERSONALITY:

always smells vaguely of wild cherries or strawberry starburst or jst the candy aisle in general. if she ws a vinyl record she’d b this one n she’d only play good vibrations by the beach boys, dancing on my own by robyn, play that funky music by wild cherry, femme fatale by the velvet underground n (i can’t get no) satisfaction by the rolling stones

growing up lana was always a HUGE social butterfly. knew everyone n everyone knew her. she ws one of those girls tht ws kind of impossible to ignore or forget (cld b a gd or bad thing depends on ur Stance...... she can be a lot tho frankly). very animated, always made u feel like u were the centre of the universe whenever she spoke to u, always made it feel like u were best friends even if ud only spoken to her once.

deliberately puts on tht kind of Magnetic Alluring act tht femme fatales wear in movies sometimes. kind of…. is always playing A Role of the person tht she wants to b seen as or the person she feels ppl want her to be. chameleons to situations. feels like she’s performed as the vivacious n fun loving Lana Jameson fr so long tht she doesn’t rly kno who she is beneath tht bt she isn’t too keen to find out

always the last one awake at the party. jst doesn’t seem to hv.... an off switch. every1 else cld b passed out at 6am n she’d still b swaying around to sunday morning by the velvet underground in her underwear drinking frm a bottle of merlot

she’s always been rly spontaneous n adventurous. always doing something weird n wild every weekend. she has ten thousand ridiculously absurd n chaotic stories

uncontrollably flirty. she’s tht tumblr post tht’s like flirting will b ur hubris n the reply is like kind of sexy of u to say so................ SO confident cld talk to anyone. makes a joke out of anything. tends to laugh when she feels like crying. even if she DOES cry she’ll smile thru it like it isn’t happening she jst.... doesn’t like to b negative ever if she cn help it

she’s amassed a weird collection of like... Things various ppl she’s known hv made abt her. this guy she ws friends w wrote a song abt her n performed it at a gig she went to without telling her in advance. it ws rly dramatic he sang it n looked at her the whole time n she ws jst a bit like.... omg.... lmfao............... she’s also hd various paintings done of her. i honestly dnt even rly kno hw it happens she jst has a personality where she..... leaves an impression like a lipstick print on a white shirt w some ppl.................. she’s like tht tumblr post where someone arrives at a poetry reading n is like hi yes........ where do the muses sit? except she isn’t rly.... obnoxious abt it she jst shrugs n is like.......... oh that........... KJHSFKHGSFKGHSFKGSFHGK. it’s a charmed life fr some

always dapples her fingers thru the breeze when she’s driving in a car w the window down. she almost always has some sort of sweet on her, whether it’s sour haribo cherries or strawberry lollipops.

PLOTS:

exes tht lana’s fucked over hideously. she’d probably cheat a lot and it’d be a whole…mess. whips her in the town square like gale

mayb someone tht flipped the switch and cheated on her??? chaos. anguish. strife.

someone tht works at the burlesque club in downtown lovell w her!!!!! as like a bartender or another dancer or security or................... whtvr honestly. hvn’t worked out a name fr the club yet bt i think it cld b a fun setting to write stuff in n there cld b lots to build off there!!

a cousin plot cld b fun too

her n freya nilsen run smthn called Dick Sisters Inc......... they hv a twitter fr it n everything.... n a hq based in one of the abandoned dorms in the leach building.... lots of inflatable furniture disco balls.............. lana even gt replica airplane seats so they cn sit n b served drinks by this guy tht runs errands fr them who they call bucket....... they bsically like. set ppl up n help ppl get laid it’s a matchmaking service of sorts.......... started as a joke bt nw it’s genuinely become quite a profitable business w word spreading all over campus........ ugh entrepreneurial icons... anyway mayb ur chara cld come to lana fr Dick Sisters assistance......... mayb they’v come to them in the past.........

a friend tht lana fel out w bc she slept w their significant other.

someone tht’s getting lana into drugs?? she’s kind of impressionable/down for anything so tht’s a likely scenario she’d get into tbh

briefly did camgirl stuff on an independent bt up n coming porn site....... titters.......... mayb ur muse used a pseudonym n recognises lana frm it bt is too embarrassed to admit they were subscribed............ mayb they happened upon her on there once n nw r jst like. what do i do w this knowledge. idk cld b fun to work around perhaps

an unrequited crush!! (either way is cool)

someone tht is just hanging out w her/using her bc she has a lot of instagram followers or they want to b signed to her dad’s label

someone in a band!! she’d probably make like penny lane n b their groupie/sleep w them all i won’t lie to u. relentless.....

umm a good influence too mayb?

honestly?? anything is fine i cld ramble for days. mayb even one of the high profile kids she grew up hangin w idk. world’s our oyster fellas!

#ruhqintro #hypersexuality tw #trauma tw #hospitalisation tw #violence tw #death tw #grief tw #ptsd tw #dissosciation tw #drugs tw #addiction tw #god.... wipes sweat frm my brow after all those tws...... i promise they're all just rly briefly touched upon bt better to b safe than sry!!#also this is truly so long bt............ growls n smirks simultaneously

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