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jacepens · 3 years ago

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okay, so I was reading through some of your posts, and I definetly need to hear more about the "flirting-through-their-wives" thing tho...

yes yes indeed!

Thank you msrandomstuff! I shall do my best to provide:) <3

Let me start first with Lafayette's letter to Washington and this lovely little passage here: June 12-13, 1779. Laf to GW.

"Be so kind, My dear General, as to present My Best Respects to Your lady, and tell her how happy I would feel to present them Myself to her, at her own house—I have a Wife, My dear General, who is in love with you, and affection for you Seems to Me So well justified that I Can’t oppose Myself to that Sentiment of her’s—She Begs you would Receive her Compliments, and Make them acceptable to Mrs Washington—"

Now, this is just my biased speculations but- Lafayette says Adrienne (although should I take into consideration the extra playful nature here when he just names her as "a Wife"? Rather than my wife or Adrienne? Is it suspicious or regular Laf behavior? One could look at that and say, right or wrong, "a Wife" may not actually be Adrienne...if you catch my drift.) is very in love with Washington and Lafayette feels just as strongly as she does! But if we are flirting through our wives, let me add that my wife continues to compliment yours and actually, let me praise and compliment you twice, George. Because Laf did start this letter by expressing his concern for Washington's safety. Romance aside, I could see Lafayette playfully doubly begging George to keep himself safe and remember his Marquis loves him.

But it's Washington's response that really gets me, and it gets the little cogs in my head turning.

Sept 30, 1779. GW to Laf

"Tell her [Adrienne] (if you have not made a mistake, & offered your own love instead of hers to me) that I have a heart susceptable of the tenderest passion, & that it is already so strongly impressed with the most favourable ideas of her, that she must be cautious of putting loves torch to it; as you must be in fanning the flame. But here again methinks I hear you say, I am not apprehensive of danger—My wife is young—you are growing old & the atlantic is between you—All this is true, but know my good friend that no distance can keep anxious lovers long asunder, and that the Wonders of former ages may be revived in this—But alas! will you not remark that amidst all the wonders recorded in holy writ no instance can be produced where a young Woman from real inclination has prefered an old Man—This is so much against me that I shall not be able I fear to contest the prize with you—yet, under the encouragement you have given me I shall enter the list for so inestimable a jewell."

Washington has immediately caught Lafayette! hehe. (On a historian-rambly note, I just love how human and playful the line: if you have not made a mistake, and offered your own love instead of hers to me is) And it seems that Washington very enthusiastically receives Lafayette's double compliment! He even confesses to having a heart susceptible to the tenderest passion, you know, the only kind of passion Lafayette has for Washington. (It could be nothing. But. I find it interesting that it is passion, singular rather than passions, plural. I honestly read it as passions but nope...just one passion. Could be normal, might not be.)

But please please I need to talk about the second half. George continues to assure Laf (I mean his "wife"-) that he is so favorable of her (him) that he must be careful to...put love's torch to the flame of George's fondness. I actually find this part extra fascinating and while my first thought is, how cute!! I can't help but read into it the longer I look at it.

So, hear me out. George is afraid of falling in love with Lafayette or vice versa or naming what they share as love love. Again, this is more heavy speculation and just one way to read it, but this sentence just really stands out to me.

But, it sounds like this is a conversation they've had before, so often in fact, that George knows exactly what Lafayette would say in response. Lafayette does not mind the danger. Mind the danger. (not apprehensive of the danger) Do you- do you see what I see? (what's more dangerous than being in love love with a man?) But but then I hear some sadness from George. There can be no real danger when they are separated by the ocean and even their age? A fire cannot burn them down from such distance. (Now I'm just talking...)

But no fear!:) We will be reunited, (I'm having an epiphany, Laf was anxious of George at the beginning of his first letter. That's probably a giant leap to make but I'm making it anyway lol). Ps can someone smarter than me tell me what the Wonder of former ages is? xD I can take some guesses, but I'm not too sure. Maybe it's nothing fancy at all.

But but please. The way it ends. George seems to go a little back and forth between sad, self-deprecating and hopeful and loving, but he ends on the cute cuuuute fact that Lafayette encourages his pursuit and love:) George will enter the list so the inestimable jewel of Lafayette's..."wife". (Lafayette)

Cute. Too cute. Am I digging too far into things that have no meaning? Perhaps. Is this still just...flirting with each other through their wives? (platonic or romantic) Yes oh my god yes.

But I'm not done. (Same letter from GW to Laf)

"It only remains for me now, to beg the favour of you to present my respectful compliments to your (but have I not a right, as you say she has made a tender of her love to me—to call her my) amiable & lovely Marchioness—& to assure you that with every sentiment of the most perfect regard, & personal attachmt I have the honr to be My Dear Marquis Yr Most Obedt & affect. Servt"

Please. please. Pleeease. Come oonnnnn. The emphasis on "your" (I checked Laf's full letter that he wrote the above passage in. He never once calls Adrienne "my" just, "a wife". Technically, "a Wife" could be anyone. I rest my case. (or it could be the differences in French and English for all I know. I don't know French, but I'm assuming Laf knows the difference between a and my at this point. Maybe a bold assumption, maybe not.)) only to very cheekily add again, George caught Laf's double compliments of him through his wife. George knows he's writing this to (my) Lafayette. And then of course, he calls Lafayette My (My!!) Dear Marquis (no abbreviations this time here folks). Obviously, I know George calling Laf My Dear Marquis is nothing out of the ordinary, but in this context, it seems worth nothing, does it not?

And. This quote still keeps me up at night. It's not a full flirting-through-wives, but what does it meeean?

From Laf to GW. 5-10 January 1779. (Right before Laf left for France during the war, same year as those letters above)

"I hope you will quietly enjoy the pleasure of being with Mrs Washington, without any disturbance from the ennemy till I join you again;"

I could again spend way too much time looking at all the different angles of this. It- it's just the "till I join you again" that really gets me.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this?? I hope it was sensible, but really, thank you so so much for giving me an excuse to ramble about this. I feel like there are still so many different ways this could be interpreted and if I had more time, I would love to find the photocopies of these letters to potentially analyze even what was crossed out or what looked rewritten vs very natural and not edited. (Washington claimed he didn't edit his letter much, but how true is that I wonder? lol)

Also, not that I think you would, but don't take anything I've said as fact except for the quotes themselves:) Like I said, this is all my (biased) speculations and interpretations but it's honestly not built on a lot of background on how they communicated with other people. (Again, if I had more time, I'd love to see if I could find if these things were standard for them to say or rare).

But really, on an aside, can historians stop assuming everyone as straight? I want lgbtq+ until proven differently xD. Because when you think about it, the lgbt spectrum is a vast number of identities and straight is just one. (Not that people who aren't alive to label themselves should officially have modern labels put on them, but in that same thought, why then call them all straight?)

Ok ok you've listened to me talk enough.

Thank you!! <3 I hope this satisfies:) (ps anyone is free to add to this)

#washette #I talk your ear off #I'm sorry but thank you #asks #msrandomstuff #did I ever tell you I love your icon?#you know I bet these dumbasses never once thought that random enbies would be intensely analyzing every word they wrote for gay subtext #but here we are #suck it

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razberryyum · 4 years ago

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Scumbag System (SVSSS donghua) Episode 10 Thoughts (spoilers)

(covers SVSSS chaps 24 - 26, BC Novels Translations)

And thus the first season of the SVSSS donghua comes to an end...rather weirdly abruptly to be honest, but more on that later. Obviously I love the donghua. It was not perfect, but it still exceeded my expectations. I truly appreciate what they were able to do within their budget constraints and I think they captured the spirit of the source material perfectly, which is really all I hope for when it comes to adaptations. The writing was strong, the humor hit the spot always (for example, when poor Shizun got motion sickness from sword riding, I guffawed), and they also gave us some of the most beautiful characters I’ve ever seen on screen, especially with Shen Qingqiu, Luo Binghe and Liu Qingge. I really, really hope they release official figurines for them. I’m going to start saving my money now just for that possibility.

Even though their time together in this episode was short, the BingQiu love was definitely strong. They gave them a combo move that was not in the source material: for someone like me who grew up watching Cantonese dramas, two characters who have a combo sword move (”雙劍合璧”!) are usually a couple so I was especially tickled by this addition. I am always thankful to the donghua team for the little Easter Eggs they give us for BingQiu, like the way Binghe's eyes lit up when he sees SQQ...

or when SQQ touches him...

Once again, for those not in the know, it can easily be interpreted as a disciple just being devoted and filial to his Shizun. But for those of us who have read the novel, of course we know it’s indication of Bingmei falling in love with SQQ. I love how subtle yet significant these little expressions of Binghe’s are, and I hope they continue on with these little touches even in the next season.

Of course then there are the more obvious gestures, like that HUG:

It lasted for a good 15 seconds and oh my God look at the Binghe’s hand placement! There was totally nipple groppage happening there! This wasn’t in the book by the way...SQQ didn’t get woozy and Binghe most definitely didn’t have to catch him like some fainting damsel, so we have the donghua team to thank for this wonderful moment of (sexy) physical contact between the two of them.

The donghua team was also especially generous in this episode since not only did we get some BingQiu love, but we got a pinch of LiuShen and QiJiu love too.

LQG’s eyes were on SQQ the entire time! And then Yue Qingyuan as usual took any opportunity he got to touch his Qingqiu. So all shippers were fed. Hell, they even threw in some more straight-baiting again so peeps who are watching the show for the “straight” romance between Luo Binghe and his never-to-be-future-wife Qin Wanyue were fed too since the scene where Binghe gives her the handkerchief to wipe away her tears were not in the chapters of the book for this episode, and racking my brain I don’t even think it was in the book, period. I’m trying to remember if that handkerchief even holds any significance but even if it does, it’s all for naught since we know Qin Wanyue is at most just a minor side character. She does pop up again later on but then is mostly forgotten, so...not quite sure what that moment was all about other than to, I don’t know, throw off the censors?

I’m also not sure why we spent so much time with Liu Mingyan and Gongyi Xiao in this episode. Nothing against them personally, I like both characters very much (despite my previous complaints about GYX’s character design), and it’s not that they don’t deserve more screen time, but this was the season finale! Even though the next season has been announced, God knows when we’ll see it next year and how many episodes it would be, so every minute of screen time matters! That’s why I was a bit puzzled that they used up half of the episode showing LMY basically facing the same perils with her group of fellow disciples as before and GYX just running from that huge serpent. Even if that thing DOES turn out to be Zhuzhi-lang, it was still a bit much. They weren’t exactly character building scenes either so...why? Budget reasons? Didn’t have enough money to pay SQQ’s voice actor (Wu Lei-laoshi) so they had to stick in miscellaneous scenes to lessen his screen time?

I’m kidding of course. God I hope that wasn’t the reason because that would just be sad.

Speaking of miscellaneous scenes though, what was going on with these two dudes?

I gotta admit, I’m a bit salty that these two mob characters got to do what our main couple can’t. What’s their story? Why do they get special privileges? Damn these nobodies. XD

All kidding aside, I have to say, of all the episodes this season, this might be the weakest one, not only because of the “filler” scenes, but also, the way the episode ended was so odd, especially for a season finale. The season basically ended on a scene transition. Not a cliffhanger, just a scene transition, and then cut to credits. What?? Why??? It’s almost as if they just ran out of time so had to stop the show all of a sudden. And then as if to make up for it, they added post-credit scenes which, honestly blew me away because it was so unexpected. It was indeed almost enough to make me completely forgive the weakness of the episode as a whole and that weird-ass ending.

I teared up! The scene was kind of chopped up, didn’t even flow that smoothly, but I still got emotional! I’m sure when I see this scene in its entirety next season I am just going to be destroyed. I think they made it even more gut-wrenching than it was in the novel. Looks like the donghua team really aren’t gonna hold back when it comes to delivering the BingQiu knives.

We also got to see Mobei-jun appear in the post-credits scene; I guess they had to stick him in there since he was featured in the poster for this season, so it would have been weird if he didn’t at least make an appearance.

I immediately thought of him as Sephiroth’s younger cousin when I first saw him on the poster and I still feel that way. Anyone related to Sephiroth, I will approve and instantly have affection for. For the MoShang shippers’ sake, I hope the Shang Qinghua they create for him will be just as pretty. I think I can now safely discard my guess from last time and also that moon-faced bearded ojisan others have guessed. We actually got a glimpse of the real deal in this sequence:

They strategically made him blurry so you can’t really make out his features, but what we still can tell from there is that he does not have facial hair (hence, he cannot be the ojisan) and the hair crown he’s wearing is silver and different from the twinky sect leader. So I guess we’ll be getting a fresh out of the microwave Airplane Bro instead of any of the no-name potential cannon fodder we’ve already seen.

We’ll probably get the abyss opening up in maybe even the first episode of next season but that’ll still leave a lot of ground to be covered in just 10 episodes (rumored). There haven’t been any talk about a third season, but I really hope it’ll happen, even though it might take them a while to make it. I know it’s premature to even think of a third season when we haven’t even gotten an actual release date for the second, but I’m greedy because I already miss the donghua. This season was over so quickly, I’m already mourning the lack of new episodes. I hope we get the second season in the first quarter of next year and then by some miracle, a third or even fourth to properly finish out the story. I know we will never get the FULL story, but as long as they keep the spirit of BingQiu’s love and continue to hint at it like they’ve been doing this season, I will be more than satisfied.

And while I’m wishful thinking for new seasons, I hope we also get a BingQiu duet and character songs. I love the opening and ending theme this season, if they want to save money I totally don’t mind if they just use the same OP/ED themes in the next season as well, but I hope they throw in a good BingQiu insert song and then release some individual character songs as well. I’m still not a fan of Binghe’s voice, but maybe they can have someone else do his vocals for the songs. SVSSS is the older son of MXTX’s works, I feel like it already got short-shrifted in terms of adaptation since it got the lesser budget compared to MDZS and TGCF. Hopefully with how popular the donghua is this season, it will be given a bigger budget next season so they can bring to life all the subsequent proceedings from the book properly. And whatever they’re paying Wu Lei-laoshi, SQQ’s voice actor, they should double it because that man is just amazing. I worship his voice and performance. I wish he would read the audiobook version of the the novel. I would listen to the hell out of that. I have always loved SQQ, but if I’m going to be honest, I came into the show just a little more excited about seeing Bingge being brought to life. I still love Binghe of course, in all his phases, however, now, because of Wu Lei-laoshi’s stellar voice performance (and of course SQQ’s beautiful looks), I’m leaving this season absolutely head over heels about SQQ/Shen Yuan. Also thanks to the show, I’m completely obsessed with Liu Qingge as well. So for those two reasons, I will eternally be grateful to the donghua team.

#SVSSS #Scumbag System #Scum Villain donghua #Scum Villain Self-saving System #BingQiu #LiuShen #QiJiu #MoShang

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bloody-bee-tea · 4 years ago

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BeeTober 2020 Day 1

Cliff - Mid-Autumn Festival

It’s October and you all know what that means! Another writing event, where I will post a fic every day. Since the Untamed Fall Fest is happening at the same time, I combined the prompts! There’s a series on my AO3 where you can read all of these as well, if that suits you better.

This first fic is Mingcheng, and it will probably change everything, plot-wise, but like always, don’t ask me about it XD

I hope you enjoy this event with me!

Jiang Cheng has a bad feeling about this conference. Despite what everyone thinks, he is in fact able to read a room and what he reads spells trouble.

And going by the looks Jin Guangshan keeps throwing him it will come from him.

The conference is just drawing to a close and Jiang Cheng finally allows himself to relax—if only a little bit—when Jin Guangshan turns his eyes on him.

Jiang Cheng immediately stiffens again.

“There is one more matter to address,” Jin Guangshan says and Jiang Cheng feels relieved to see that he’s not the only one who suppresses a sigh.

“And what would that be?” Lan Xichen asks, when Jin Guangshan falls silent, clearly waiting for someone to inquire after that mysterious matter, and a cold shudder runs down Jiang Cheng’s back when Jin Guangshan smiles at him.

“The matter of the Jiang Sect,” Jin Guangshan sweetly replies and everyone in the hall falls silent.

“What is the matter with my Sect?” Jiang Cheng asks with a slight bow and when Jin Guangshan looks at him like one might look at a particularly stupid child Jiang Cheng has to fight the urge to throw himself off a cliff.

Or maybe he’ll just throw Jin Guangshan off one, that should solve almost the same amount of problems for Jiang Cheng.

“You’re recruiting, and heavily at that,” Jin Guangshan says, just as Jin Guangyao nods in agreement. “One has to wonder if there’s a hidden reason behind that.”

Jiang Cheng works his jaw, before he gets up and bows low to Jin Guangshan, aware that all eyes are on him. And not all of them are friendly.

Jiang Cheng never did deal well with attention like this.

“There is no hidden agenda,” Jiang Cheng promises and then his petty streak makes an appearance. “I know Lanling Jin didn’t suffer the same losses, but Yunmeng Jiang nearly got destroyed when Lotus Pier was burned. I barely have any disciples as it is. I’m just trying to fill the ranks again.”

“And for what purpose?” Jin Guangyao asks him, clearly picking up on Jin Guangshan’s thread of thought.

“Yunmeng Jiang is one of the Great Sects. There is nothing Great about Yunmeng right now, and I’m just trying to rebuild it,” Jiang Cheng says through clenched teeth.

“Recruiting at this point of time seems suspicious. One could think you’re trying to replace Qishan When,” Jin Guangyao says, a polite smile on his face and Jiang Cheng wants to do nothing more than wipe it off.

Preferably with Zidian.

“I am not actively recruiting, though,” Jiang Cheng forces himself to say, because he can guess where this is going. “People come to me to pledge loyalty. I am in no position to send them away.”

“Even when they already have a Sect they belong to?” Jin Guangyao wants to know and of course this is the whole problem.

“I don’t question where my people come from,” Jiang Cheng admits. “If they are willing to be loyal, then I am willing to let them wear purple.”

“How can they be loyal if they already betrayed one Sect?” Jin Guangshan says and Jiang Cheng suppresses a sigh.

“What do you mean?” Nie Mingjue suddenly chimes in and when Jin Guangyao looks at him with much the same look Jin Guangshan just gave Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng feels his skin itch.

“People are falling over themselves to join Yunmeng Jiang. Even disciples who already pledged their loyalty to one Sect.”

“Ah, I see,” Lan Xichen says and stands up. “I don’t think that is much of a problem,” he goes on and Jiang Cheng inwardly shakes his head.

Of course he won’t think of this as a problem. Barely any Lan disciples came to Jiang Cheng after all. But his Sect is overflowing with Jin disciples and Jiang Cheng is honestly not surprised about that.

“Er-ge,” Jin Guangyao gently chides him and Jiang Cheng sees how Nie Mingjue works his jaw at the patronizing tone.

“I don’t see a problem with that, either,” Nie Mingjue says after a moment and Jiang Cheng is honestly surprised he is speaking up for him.

“But you should,” Jin Guangyao says. “I heard some Nie disciples defected as well.”

“As they should, if they can’t serve under me,” Nie Mingjue gives back without a beat and for once Jin Guangyao falls silent.

Jiang Cheng sees a dangerous glint in his eyes, and he thinks it might be better if someone interferes.

“Sect Leader Jin, I apologize if I offended you in any way,” Jiang Cheng says with a low bow. “But I am not actively recruiting and I am not doing background checks on my disciples at this time. Anyone who wants to serve me is welcome. I hope you understand the need to rebuild what was lost in this gruesome war.”

Jiang Cheng bitterly thinks back to his burned home, while Jinlingtai stands strong and perfect as ever and he wants to shake Jin Guangshan until his head falls off.

Besides, it’s not his fault that Jin Guangshan is such a shitty leader that his disciples are coming to Jiang Cheng in flocks. At this point, there are probably more Jin disciples in purple than any actual Yunmeng people.

Jin Guangshan narrows his eyes at Jiang Cheng, who keeps his bow low and respectful, even though he feels anything but, and eventually he waves his hand.

“Just see to it that your actions cannot be mistaken for anything but rebuilding,” Jin Guangshan warns him and Jiang Cheng suddenly understands that Jin Guangshan is afraid of him.

Jiang Cheng lost everything; his parents, his home, most of his Sect. His sister will marry into the Jin Sect and only the gods know what Wei Wuxian is up to these days and yet Jin Guangshan feels threatened by him.

It’s honestly a better feeling than Jiang Cheng has expected.

~*~*~

Jiang Cheng is on his way back to his quarters when Nie Mingjue stops him.

“Do you have a moment?” he wants to know and Jiang Cheng nods, despite how uneasy he feels.

Nie Mingjue had seemed okay with the fact that a few of his people decided to serve under Jiang Cheng, but Jiang Cheng knows better than to trust it.

“Of course,” Jiang Cheng stiffly replies and when Nie Mingjue steps closer, Jiang Cheng is acutely aware of the fact that Nie Mingjue is a very imposing man and that Baxia is a very huge saber.

“Is it true? Did some of my people join your Sect?” Nie Mingjue asks and Jiang Cheng squares his shoulders.

These people came to him in hopes of finding a new home, and he will not sell them out to their previous Sect Leaders.

“And what of it?” Jiang Cheng snaps but Nie Mingjue only smiles slightly at him.

“Nothing,” he easily replies. “I meant what I told Jin Guangshan. If they found someone more worthy to follow than me, then I am fine with that. I only wish the best for my people and if I am not it, then I would always encourage them to go find it.” Nie Mingjue tilts his head slightly before he adds, “Unlike some other people.”

“I see,” Jiang Cheng replies, because he doesn’t quite dare to trust this.

It is still very fresh in his mind that the other three Great Sects now have a sworn brotherhood, while Jiang Cheng and Yunmeng Jiang are standing all on their own.

“I am looking for seven disciples,” Nie Mingjue says and holds out a small scroll to Jiang Cheng. “Those are their names. I try my best to give the families of my disciples an account of what happened to them during a fight, but I can’t find these seven. Maybe they are with you?”

“I will not sell them out to you,” Jiang Cheng hisses and Nie Mingjue seems honestly taken aback by the venom in his voice.

“I am not asking you to. If they are with you, then that’s okay with me. I just want to know if I have to tell their families that they are dead or not.”

Jiang Cheng mulls that over for a few moments before he snatches the scroll out of Nie Mingjue’s hand.

He quickly unrolls it and scans the names, before he rolls it up again and puts it inside his own robe.

“I recognize four of them,” he finally tells Nie Mingjue. “They are alive and well.”

“And the other three?” Nie Mingjue lowly asks and Jiang Cheng shrugs.

“I haven’t heard their names. I’ll have to ask around.”

“Would you?” Nie Mingjue asks and Jiang Cheng scoffs.

“Do I have a choice?” he bites out and he almost—almost—softens at the surprised look on Nie Mingjue’s face.

“Why wouldn’t you?”

“I might be a newly appointed Sect Leader but I am well aware of the consequences refusing you would bring for me. Especially with the support you have in your back.”

“You have nothing to fear from me,” Nie Mingjue says with a small frown. “You have support as well.”

“Oh, yeah, I forgot,” Jiang Cheng sarcastically says. “I have your support, of course. Is that the reason you and your two sworn brothers decided to forget about me?” he can’t help but ask and Nie Mingjue rears back as if Jiang Cheng had hit him with Zidian.

“We didn’t mean to—,” Nie Mingjue starts but Jiang Cheng doesn’t let him finish.

“It doesn’t matter, it is done after all,” Jiang Cheng bitterly mutters. “I will see if I can find your missing disciples, Sect Leader Nie,” he then says with a mocking bow. “And please be lenient with me in the future.”

“Jiang Wanyin, we didn’t mean to.”

“And yet you did,” Jiang Cheng gives back. “You isolated me and now I am without support. Jin Guangshan must really love this. No wonder he comes after my disciples now. Thanks to you, they are the only support I have left. Now, if you would please excuse me,” Jiang Cheng finishes, before Nie Mingjue can find his words again, and he simply turns around and leaves.

He can’t even find it in him to care that he was rude. They don’t respect him anyway, one bow more or less won’t change that.

~*~*~

Jiang Cheng is in the middle of the preparations for the mid-autumn festival, when a disciple finds him.

“Sect Leader Jiang, Sect Leader Nie is requesting to see you,” he politely says and Jiang Cheng let’s out a frustrated sigh.

This is the first major holiday since Lotus Pier burned, since Jiang Cheng lost everything. He had planned to spend it with the only remaining family he has left, had hoped to spend it with his disciples who will hopefully turn into a new family for him, and he was not prepared to have this all interrupted.

“Fine,” he still sighs. “Send him in,” he instructs the disciple, not even caring that it is incredibly rude that he didn’t go out to greet Nie Mingjue himself.

Well, better the other Sect Leaders learn to manage their expectations early when it comes to Jiang Cheng.

“Jiang Wanyin,” Nie Mingjue greets him when he enters Jiang Cheng’s study, and Jiang Cheng narrows his eyes at him.

“Sect Leader Nie,” he gives back, but Nie Mingjue waves him off.

“None of that, please.”

Jiang Cheng frowns but he doesn’t argue with Nie Mingjue.

“What brings you here,” he asks when it doesn’t seem like Nie Mingjue is going to talk, his gaze wandering around the study, and Jiang Cheng has a quick second to regret meeting him here.

But then remembers that this is Nie Mingjue, who is righteous and steadfast in a way not a lot of the other Sect Leaders are, and he reassures himself that he has nothing to fear from Nie Mingjue.

He would know it if Nie Mingjue wanted to harm him and his Sect, Jiang Cheng is sure of that.

“I have a proposal,” Nie Mingjue thoughtfully says but then stops himself. “But first I wanted to ask if you had any luck finding the other three disciples.”

“I did,” Jiang Cheng nods and gets the scroll. “Two of them are dead. I’m sorry. They died wearing my colours, which is probably why you didn’t find them. The third one is with me as well, and she is alive and healthy.”

Nie Mingjue scans the names and Jiang Cheng sees honest sorrow when he reads the names of the two deceased ones.

Jiang Cheng knows the names of all his disciples, makes it a point to learn them, even though due to the recent influx of them he is a little bit behind, but he didn’t think anyway else bothered to.

Jin Guangshan certainly doesn’t seem the type, and neither does Lan Xichen, if he’s being honest.

“Thank you for finding them,” Nie Mingjue softly says and then quickly puts the scroll away.

“Don’t mention it,” Jiang Cheng gives back, more threatening than he actually means to, but this is making him uncomfortable now.

He shouldn’t be thanked for simply being a decent human being.

“Now, what’s the proposal?” he gruffly asks, desperate to change the topic and Nie Mingjue straightens up.

“We were wrong to leave you out of our sworn brotherhood,” Nie Mingjue starts with and Jiang Cheng already wants this conversation to end.

He doesn’t need to be reminded that despite whatever Nie Mingjue is saying right now, they did leave him out of it.

“And I know we can’t make up for it, because it’s already done, but I have an idea.”

Jiang Cheng hesitates for a moment, but then his curiosity wins out. He wonders what Nie Mingjue thinks he can do, given that he is already sworn brothers with Lan Xichen and Jin Guangyao and a brotherhood of four is bad luck.

“Speak,” Jiang Cheng orders when Nie Mingjue falls silent again.

“You can swear brotherhood with Lan Wangji and Jin Zixuan,” Nie Mingjue proposes and Jiang Cheng shakes his head, because what?

“I know it’s not the same, since neither of them are Sect Leaders, though Jin Zixuan is the heir. But it would still strengthen your standing. It would also help you to protect Wei Wuxian, because I have seen the greedy look on Jin Guangshan’s face when it comes to the Stygian Tiger amulet, but I have also seen how Lan Wangji looks at your brother. I doubt he would let anything happen to him, if he’s given a chance.”

Jiang Cheng has to admit that Nie Mingjue is right about that—he had noticed it as well—but he still can’t help the bitter huff he lets out.

“And you get out of this without any bonds,” Jiang Cheng bitterly says, because it didn’t escape his notice that there was no mention of the Nie Sect in any of this.

“I wouldn’t,” Nie Mingjue gives back and puts a box on the table.

“What is this?” Jiang Cheng wants to know, eyeing the box with suspicion.

“A courtship gift,” Nie Mingjue easily replies and Jiang Cheng freezes.

“What? Don’t be ridiculous.”

“I am not. A sworn brotherhood can only get you that far, especially since you can’t swear with any other Sect Leaders. So I am proposing a marriage.”

“Between me and—?” Jiang Cheng wants to know, because he can’t quite believe that Nie Mingjue would sell Nie Huaisang like this, but on the other hand he can’t see Nie Mingjue accepting a spouse either.

“Me,” Nie Mingjue says, much to the surprise of Jiang Cheng and then chuckles. “I wouldn’t sell Huaisang. If I was proposing a marriage with him, he would be here.”

Jiang Cheng gapes at Nie Mingjue because this is so far from anything Jiang Cheng had imagined that he can barely wrap his head around it.

“You must be joking,” he finally manages to say, but Nie Mingjue shakes his head.

“I assure you, I am not.”

Jiang Cheng allows himself to imagine it for a few moments; not only the support this would bring to him, but also the marriage in itself. He can see himself falling in love with Nie Mingjue—he’s a catch, really, if you don’t mention the qi deviations—but Jiang Cheng knows better than to expect the same in turn.

“I will not enter into a loveless marriage,” Jiang Cheng declares, thinking back to his own parents, but Nie Mingjue shrugs.

“You are a very attractive man, Jiang Wanyin. And I admire your strength, your resilience and your biting tongue, and how you all use it to hide the fact that you love your family and people. I can see myself falling in love with you, but that is what the courtship is for, is it not?” Nie Mingjue gives back and effectively renders Jiang Cheng speechless. “And even if it doesn’t work out, I doubt I’m going to live to old age. You’d be free of me sooner rather than later.”

“You actually mean it,” Jiang Cheng finally chokes out, deciding to ignore the last part for now, and Nie Mingjue pushes the box towards him.

“Of course I do. I do not have the time for lies and deception.”

“Yeah,” Jiang Cheng agrees, because that he actually noticed before.

Nie Mingjue is the most no-nonsense person Jiang Cheng has ever encountered, and he knows Lan Wangji.

Jiang Cheng reaches out for the box with shaking hands, and he lets out a startled laugh when he opens it.

It’s full of nails.

“I thought you could need some funds to rebuild Lotus Pier. This was the easiest to carry with me,” Nie Mingjue sheepishly admits and Jiang Cheng chuckles again.

“You’re not actually wrong,” he admits and closes the box again. “If we’re doing this, there will be a proper courtship, Mingjue,” Jiang Cheng dares to say, figures if this is really happening then they better get used to this sooner rather than later, and Nie Mingjue nods.

“I wouldn’t want anything else,” Nie Mingjue replies with a smile and Jiang Cheng is startled to see dimples appear on his face.

He didn’t know about that. It could be a problem.

“Stay for the mid-autumn festival,” Jiang Cheng finds himself saying and is taken off guard when the smile grows in its intensity.

“With pleasure.”

~*~*~

When Nie Mingjue insists that they send a lantern off together, Jiang Cheng is not as surprised as he would have been a week ago.

Nie Mingjue stayed the whole week in Lotus Pier, helping with the rebuilding, but also actively courting Jiang Cheng, and Jiang Cheng has to admit that he didn’t think Nie Mingjue even had one romantic bone in his body.

He had been wrong.

Sending off a lantern together, like only lovers would do, does not actually come as a surprise.

When the lantern drifts off, taking Jiang Cheng’s wish with it, he can’t help but to look over at Nie Mingjue.

The other man is already looking at him, and there’s something so soft in his look that it makes Jiang Cheng’s knees weak.

Jiang Cheng fights the instinct to run away and hide from that look—if this is going where Jiang Cheng finds himself hoping it will go he will have to get used to this, he’s sure of that—and instead he leans up on his toes to press a kiss to Nie Mingjue’s cheek.

Nie Mingjue freezes in surprise, Jiang Cheng can feel it, but he also puts a hand to Jiang Cheng’s waist, keeping him close and Jiang Cheng finds himself enjoying that more than he maybe should.

“I didn’t think my wish would be fulfilled this quickly,” Nie Mingjue mutters, much to Jiang Cheng’s embarrassment and he hides his face in Nie Mingjue’s shoulder.

“Yeah, I’m not used to getting what I wish for either,” he gives back and then feels how Nie Mingjue presses a kiss to the top of his head.

“Well, then it’s something we can get used to together,” Nie Mingjue decides and Jiang Cheng nods.

He’s actually looking forward to it.

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#bt writes #beetober2020 #untamed fall fest #mingcheng #the untamed #mdzs #canon divergence #hurt/comfort #marriage proposal #courtship #sworn brotherhood #jc is a good sect leader #and nmj knows to appreciate him for it

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sybilmarlowe · 4 years ago

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Ooh!! A modern headcanon of DoffyxViola in Miami! They're married! Oh and Law stays with them while his god-father Rosci is in the Navy for long months! Have fun with this!

For this HC I’m gonna modify Law’s age a bit, since in the comics he’s just 3 years younger than Viola and it wouldn’t be fun XP so everybody has the same age as in the series except for him who’s 10 yo.

I also ended up modifying a bit your request (the story takes place in a week and not in months) because I came up with a nice idea and it worked better like this... hope you don’t mind!

- being the head of a huge company in New York (don't ask me why is it so canon he'd be a manager if he lived in our world XD) may be very stressful and, after a whole month spent working almost without a break, Doflamingo decided to finally take some time for himself... and his wife.

- He’d been married to Viola for 4 months now, but, shortly after their honeymoon, business had increased and it’d become harder and harder for him to spend time with her.

- She was a very sweet and comprehensive person, but Doffy felt guilty anyways, she deserved much more!

- That night he went back home with a huge bunch of roses for his wife and a bottle of the finest wine

- “Violet, we have to celebrate!” “What is it, Doffy? Was your business particularly good today?” “Yes, but... what I want to celebrate tonight is the beginning of a very special week. A whole week for just you and me”

- Of course, even the “celebration for the beginning” was quite fun itself, but it was nothing compared to what Doffy had planned for his wife for the following 7 days... - The morning after they were already on a plane to Miami: Doffy had a beautiful attic there, right above the sea, with a stunning view... the perfect place to spend some time with Viola.

- Some very special time just for the two of them, finally, far away from New York, from work and from any kind of bothering...

- ...or maybe not.

- They were just entered the appartment, Doffy holding Viola bridal style (he loves to be theatrical, that's a matter of fact), when his phone suddenly started ringing.

-“I have no intention to answer, it must be someone from the company who forgot about my directives...”

“I don't think so, my love, that's your personal phone. Answer it, it can be something important”

- Seeing the name on the screen almost made him swear.

- “Rocinante! What is it!? Didn't I tell you I was going to finally spend some time with my wife this week?! I really hope you...”

“You're in Miami, right?”

“Yes, but...”

“Great! My flight is making a stopover there in 15 minutes, I have to move abroad for 6 days for a meeting with the Navy Admirals and I couldn't find anyone to look after Law!”

“You're not listening, are you!? I told you I'm in Miami because...”

“Law is here with me, I've already called a taxi which'll drive him to your house. You're staying in the attic, I guess... Have you other properties there?”

“Rocinante! I told you...!”

“Thank you, bro! I owe you a favour!”

“Rocinante! You...! I can't believe, he just hang up on me!”

- Doffy had never been so angry in a while, but Viola was giggling “Come on, your brother's stepchild is a good boy, it won't be so bad to have him around!”

- Not even half an hour later, Law arrived the attic accompanied by one of the building's doormen. He had nothing else with him than a backpack and a portable console.

- “Alright, kid, your room is on the second floor”

“Can I play on the couch over there?”

“Of course you ca...”

“You can, dear!” Viola talked over her husband “You're with family here, do as if you were home!”

- That was just the beginning of the end. Law was indeed a good kid but he was... a kid! He spent hours playing videogames in the living room (which, of course, was the best room of the attic) and running around pretending to be his favourite hero, Sora. He also read comics while walking sometimes and once he almost broke an expensive flamingo sculpture!

- Ok, Viola actually hoped for the sculpture to be broken, but Doflamingo was faster in catching it...

- No dinners for two, of course, Law felt lonley eating alone in his room as “uncle Doffy” suggested (and Viola would have never allowed it)

- As any 10-years-old child, Law woke up early every morning and asked to go to the beach, but eventually he always stayed under the beach umbrella reading his comics and lamenting it was too hot.

- At night... well, he played his videogames or watched tv without minding his step-uncles' room was just next to his. And at the same time Viola and Doffy weren't actually allowed to do whatever they wanted for the same reason.......

- But the bottom was touched one evening when Doffy finally managed to be alone with his wife at the poolside on the terrace. Law hadn't been around for the whole afternoon, so he thought he had decided to stay away in his room for once.

- It goes without saying, he was wrong.

- All of a sudden, Law run into the terrace and... he slipped.

- He fell violently in Doffy's lap, causing his chair to broke and his drink to... fall all over a very perplexed Viola.

- “Look what you've done!”

“I didn't do it on purpose, it was an accident!”

“Go to your room! Now!”

“Ehi! You can't say me wat to do, old man!”

- That was enough.

- Doffy now looked totally calm and incredibly scary “If you don't get out of my sight immediately, I'll make both you and that idiot brother of mine regret having brought you here”

- Law widened his eyes in terror, he hesitated a couple of seconds and then run away. He was crying.

- “I... I'm sorry, Viola, are you alright? If only that kid hadn't... ”

“Doffy, don't you think you just overdid a bit with him?”

“What!? Did you hear him? I can't stand that arrogant spoiled child anymore!”

“Spoiled and arrogant child? He reminds me so much of someone else... He just wants to catch your attention! After all he lost his parents not so long ago... he needs a family”

“I really don't know how a woman like you could have chosen a man like me, really... you're even too gentle!”

“But I'm right. Now go talk to him, he looks up at you if you haven't noticed! Be a good uncle for once!”

- He followed Viola's advice, he reached Law in his room and talked to him as a real uncle should. It was strange at the beginning, but somehow it worked.

-“I didn't mean to bother you and aunt Viola... I promise I'll lower my videogame's volume and be careful not to bump into your sculptures anymore... even if they're horrible.”

- For the first time, Doffy simply laughed.

- The following three days were good. Yes, that week hadn't surely been as Doffy had planned, he barely managed to stay alone with his wife... but being uncles was not so bad!

- “Let me just ask you a ting, kid... why do you always ask us to bring you to the beach if you don't even approach water? Couldn't be you can't swim!”

“Honestly, uncle... I don't...”

“Well... neither do I!”

- Rocinante reached them on the 6th day to bring Law back home with him. When he asked if he had acted well, both Viola and Doffy answered he was a very good child. Viola also added he had to be proud of such a good son and Rocinante struggled not to cry.

- They stayed for dinner and left that very evening.

- “Remember, brother, I owe you a favour!”

“Oh, you can bet I will!”

- And, in the end, husband and wife were finally, truly alone.

- “We still have this night and a whole day for us, Doffy, aren't you happy?”

“I'd have prefered this all to be very different, but...”

“You seemed to have fun with Law in the end, uh?”

“I can't say the contrary... he's a smart kid, after all. But I really hope it'll be a while before we'll have to look after children again!”

“Mmh... eight months is enough?”

“Eight months... WHAT?!”

“You get it well, love. I'm pregnant!”

(Sorry for the long wait, dear, I had a to work a lot lately xAx but I managed to write this in the end! Hope you like it!)

#One Piece headcanons #doflamingo x viola #viola one piece #donquixote doflamingo #doflamingo #law #trafalgar law #donquixote rocinante #corazon

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airi-p4 · 3 years ago

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Miraculous escape - Chapter 2

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 |

Thank you @alittleshycat for the header and wanted posters pic! 💙 Thank you @brickercupmasterx3 for proofreading! 💙

I’ve been into comedy lately for some reason... This chapter has been finished for a while, but I’ve been writing more of this story. It’s fun to write because they’re all stupid XD

A/N: Remember this story is Lukanette + Adrigami endgame.

Chapter summary:

The fugitive and disguised men arrive to Milan and set in their Hotel rooms and Rose holds a girls' pajama party.

AO3

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Chapter 2: Arrival to Milan

The train arrived at Milan later than scheduled. Not that it surprised any of them - except probably Adrien who always rode bullet trains instead of cheap ones. Delays were part of the public transportation's everyday life (at least in Southern Europe).

It took them eight hours to reach the Italian city, and Adrien and Luka had mostly spent the time either sleeping (from exhaustion of the day before) or daydreaming about the girls that caught their attention. Juleka glared at them more than a few times too, reminding them to focus on their acting, but they pretended not to notice. She seemed to be having a good time with the short haired blond lady seated next to her, anyway.

During the ride, Madam Mendeleiev also assigned their hotel rooms: two members per room, sharing it with the person beside them during the train ride. That meant Luka and Adrien were assigned the same room, and Juleka and Rose and Marinette and Kagami would share theirs too. The men were relieved with the assignments- at least they could drop their acting during the night.

After arriving at the hotel, and leaving their suitcases at their respective rooms (courtesy of XY, who didn’t miss his chance to flirt again with ‘Lucia’- ew ), the band members reunited again to have dinner. Too bad for them, they didn’t get to share a table with Marientte or Kagami, but shared it with Juleka and Rose.

“Hey!” Rose called for their attention. “Why don’t we have a girls' pajama party here later, when Madam Mendeleiev is asleep?” she suggested.

“I don’t think it’s a good idea-” Luka started, but was blunty cut by Adrien.

“Oh, yes! A party! Yay! Let’s do it! It will be soooo much fun!” Adrien exclaimed happily, amicably joining the palm of his hands with the grinning Rose's.

“Yay! I’m going to tell the others!” Rose said, running to the other areas in little hops.

Juleka and Luka could only facepalm at Adrien’s reaction. It was probably his first ‘pajama party’, of course he would be excited. ‘Just be careful’, Juleka warned them, giving up at Adrien’s puppy eyes.

A few hours later, after assuring Madam Mendeleiev was pleasantly asleep, the boys changed into old fashioned nightgowns and moved to the Hotel’s bar, where almost all the ladies were already chatting and drinking together. Luka was disappointed to see how Marinette wasn’t there, and he soon left the party. On the other hand, Adrien was completely enjoying himself with the ladies. Chatting, laughing, singing, playing cards, fortune reading… The rich boy had never had so much fun in his life. Kagami had left early, but Adrien had made sure to stare at her as much as he could before his eyes couldn't follow her anymore.

Meanwhile, sick of his acting, Luka moved to a closed common room nearby. Dark and cold as it was, he didn't expect to find Marinette sleeping in one of the coaches, next to an incandescent lamp.

“Hey, are you ok?” He asked, shaking her a little. Marinette’s eyes opened all of a sudden, almost giving Luka a heart attack.

“Oh! Sorry!” She apologized. “Where am I?”

“You fell asleep in the common room. Can you walk...?” Luka asked her. She stunk of alcohol- lots of alcohol. Marinette nodded but almost fell down on her knees as soon as her feet hit the floor. Luka sighed. “Where's your room? I'll take you there”

“206” she answered, and Luka lifted her body to carry her in princess style. She was very light and he was probably enjoying her in his arms more than he should.

“Wow! You're so strong for a girl!” she said, in fascination, between hiccups.

Luka froze. *Shit* ‘ She’ll find out I'm actually a man at this rate! Think Luka, think! I need an excuse! ‘“It comes with carrying a guitar everywhere” he answered nervously.

But Marinette wasn’t really thinking. “That's amazing!” A short pause followed. “Wait! Put me down!” she demanded, and Luka obeyed, seating her on the coach again. “Let's have some girl talk before going to sleep!" she grinned.

Marinette's begging eyes were too much for his enamored heart and his body automatically answered. "Okay"

"Yaaay" she said loudly in a celebrating tone, between hiccups.

Luka gulped. She looked absolutely defenseless and beautiful in her pajamas. If he hadn't already fallen for her, he would have again at that moment. His long fingers threatened to betray him any moment, longing to feel her perfect skin under his touch. He bit his tongue trying to suppress his predator instincts and act like the woman Juleka expected him to be.

"Won't Madam Mendeleiev get angry if she finds us?" Luka asked, looking for an excuse to leave.

"She won't!" She assured, pouring more alcohol into her cup and taking a sip. "We'll just turn off the lights and hide, and that would do. Here." She offered him a glass. "Have a drink with me"

"Thank you. I could never say no to a drink" 'Let's hope it distracts me enough from my ‘naughty’ thoughts...'

"You know?" Marinette started, stopped by another hiccup. Luka carefully listened to her dreamy voice. "I thought you were a man at first…"

Luka choked on his drink. 'Oh, no. We've just arrived! Have I been found out so easily? I can't let her find out yet! We need to escape and-'

"Hahaha- really? No way. See? Breasts" he quickly answered, lifting his fake breasts awkwardly.

"I knooow. I'm just joking" she giggled, making Luka sigh in relief. "I haven’t introduced myself, have I? My name is-"

"Ma-Ma-Marinette, right?" Luka giggled, but stopped immediately after noticing her hurt expression. "Sorry, I didn't want to make you feel bad"

"No, it's ok. It's my fault for being so clumsy…" tears had started to form in her eyes and Luka felt his own heart hurt in regret.

"No, no! I should have been more sensitive. Sorry." He sincerely apologized.

"Thank you ugh- sorry. I don't think I caught your name…"

"Lucia" 'God I hate this name'

"Lucia. Pretty name. Are you from Spain? Or Southern France?" Marinette asked, curious.

"Yes, I'm from the Basque region" he lied to add credibility to his act.

"That explains your strength!"

"That's just a stereotype, Marinette… but who knows? Maybe I should try tearing a trunk in half with my bare hands sometime" Luka joked and Marinette laughed.

"You're so funny!" Her laugh sounded like the most beautiful melody in his ears, inspiring him to compose hundreds of songs. "Want more?" She offered him her bottle of alcohol.

"if you insist..."

Marinette opened the bottle to fill Luka's glass, but her trembling hands made her spill the alcohol on Luka's lap, surprising him.

"Oh, sorry! Your sleeping dress…" She lamented.

"It's fine. I'll ask for the hotel’s laundry service to clean it tomorrow and it will be fine" he smiled. 'how could anyone get angry at those beautiful regretful pure eyes? Impossible'

"What are these voices! Is anyone here!?" Madam Mendeleiev shouted from the aisle.

"Oh no! Hit the lights and hide! Here!"

Marinette pulled Luka's body strongly to hide him behind the coach, hugging him. During the minute they spent in that position, Luka forgot how to breathe, in awe of her softness and unexpected precise reflexes.

Madam Mendeleiev later moved toward the room where the girls’ party was taking place, and Luka could only feel sorry for Adrien. ‘ Good luck, my friend’ . But actually, he was more worried about himself, since the chest of the woman he liked was pressed on his face.

"Ufff… she's gone. Sorry!" Marinette stood up, offering her hand to Luka.

"No, it's fine…" he recomposed himself, shaking his head. "We should go back…" 'before the alcohol controls me and I do something stupid'

"Yes…Thank you for keeping me company, Lucia." She smiled.

“My pleasure" he smiled back. "I’ll go get Ad- Noirette first. Will you be fine on your own?”

“I guess so?” she answered, dizzily.

While Luka helped Marinette stand up, Kagami called for her friend, running towards them. “Marinette! I’ve been looking for you! Don’t tell me you’ve been drinking again? Are you ok?” she said, passing her arm under Marinette’s to help her steadiness.

“I’m perrrrffffect!” she said in a hiccup. “Thanks to Lucia! She’s soooo strong, you knowwww?”

Kagami’s eyes narrowed at Luka, giving him chills. But soon she apologized for her friend’s behavior, bowing her head at him. She also informed him she would take her to their room and thanked him for having looked after her friend. Luka excused himself to go look for ‘Noirette’. Kagami’s eyebrows frowned at his comment and started walking with Marinette.

“See you tomorrowwww, Luciaaa. Goood niiiiiighttttt”. With an exaggerated waving salute, Marinette almost fell straight to the floor in front of the elevator. Thankfully, Kagami made it in time to prevent the accident.

"Good night, Marinette. See you tomorrow" Luka waved back, blushing at her clumsiness.

'This is bad' Luka thought. His heart beat faster than ever. ‘ This girl is too damn cute. I’m going to fall in love for real if this continues... ’ Luka shook his head to snap out of his thoughts. Time to get Adrien back.

Back at the elevator, Kagami kept looking at ‘Lucia’ with judging eyes.

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When Luka arrived at the party room he could see the girls (and Adrien) being scolded by Madam Mendeleiev. Not daring to show himself, he waited until they all returned to their respective rooms to meet with Adrien.

“Adrien! Are you ok? I saw that witch scolding you. Did you have fun at least?” Luka patted his back.

“Luka! Where were you? It was so fun until that old woman arrived… I’ve never had so much fun before! We drank, sang and played games… I love this band already. Do we really have to leave…?” Adrien mumbled, looking like he was about to cry. Luka could sympathize with his feelings.

“Sorry, Adrien. You know what will happen if your father ever finds us… I’m happy you had fun, though”

“Thanks. Where were you, by the way? I’ve been asking for you, but nothing”

“You won’t believe it! I got to spend some time with Marinette! Man, I thought I would pass out due to her cuteness. She’s too much for my heart…” Luka answered, grinning like a lovestruck fool.

“At least it went well in your case… I couldn’t even exchange a word with Kagami before she left, and she avoided my eye contact…”

“Tomorrow is going to be another day, don’t worry. It will go better next time, you'll see. Remember we have rehearsal all day tomorrow. We should sleep” Luka said, removing his wig. Adrien mimicked his action, nodding in agreement.

Suddenly, the door opened and the two men froze. ‘Oh no’

“It’s not what it looks like!” Luka screamed, followed by Adrien’s “What he just said!”

Juleka rolled her eyes from the door, going inside the room. The clueless musicians sighed in relief.

“Are you stupid? Why didn’t you lock the door before removing your wigs? Do you want to be found out when the escape just started?” she scolded them, who made apologizing puppy eyes at her. “I’m here to discuss your escape plans”

“Oh” they both responded, making Juleka sigh at their dumbness.

“It seems no one has figured out your true identity yet. The police are still looking for you in Paris and France, so you should be fine- at least for now” she informed them.

“Good thing there’s no internet or mobile phones in this story! That would make things very easy for them to spot us when we play with the band” Adrien said, more to himself or someone not present in the room than to his interlocutors.

“Ad, man, what are you talking about? What the heck is intern- whatever you said” Luka asked, confused.

“I don’t know. I had the feeling I had to mention it. Nevermind- I don’t know it either. Go on, Juleka” Adrien shrugged and let Juleka continue with her explanation.

“See? This is the band's schedule. We’re spending this week in Milan, then Verona, and then the band is going to perform in Venice. I contacted mom with my radio and she’s going to get us a motorboat ready to escape. I’ll have a radar prepared with the coordinates so we can meet in the sea with the Liberty- mom’s ship” she clarified for Adrien. ”That’s your escape plan. Make it to Venice, and it will be your win. Don’t screw it up! Understood?”

“Yes M’am!” they said in unison, doing a salute pose.

“Good. I’ll be here early in the morning for your make-up. Good night” she said, reaching for the door. “And lock the door next time” she warned before closing it.

Luka immediately hurried to lock the door and let his body finally relax and fall to the bed. “Let’s go to sleep… It’s been a long day…”

Adrien agreed, and just like that, the men fell asleep under dreams of beauties and the feeling of being chased by the demon himself.

#my fic #airip4 #airipyon #fic: miraculous escape #they are stupiddd #which is fun to write #endgame lukanette #endgame adrigami #lukanette fic

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wonderland-in-bloom · 5 years ago

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the perfect match?

[epel felmier x tiger!fem!reader]

anon asked: Hey hey! Can I request a oneshot of Epel x savanaclaw!tiger!fem!reader? I think it’s so cute how Epel wants to join Savanaclaw but can’t. So why not give him a s/o or cute reader from Savanaclaw? The reaction from both dorm leaders would be hilarious! XD

of course you can anon! i love how epel looks so soft, smol and innocent but he’s actually very contradictory on how he looks lolol and yes i agree with u anon how its so cute how he wants to be in savanclaw, but sikeeee

♡

“EXCUSE ME?!” two screams echoed throughout the halls of two separate dorms. students in each respective dormitory jumped and stopped whatever they were doing. scene one took place in the pomefiore dormitory. rook hunt bursted into the room as vil was admiring himself in the mirror before screaming, “EPEL AND (Y/N) ARE DATING!” vil’s eyes widened as he felt the mirror before him crack. both the pomefiore dorm leader and his vice were beyond shocked. “EPEL?! DATING THAT SAVANACLAW GIRL?!” he shrieked, voice echoing down the halls. vil felt like he could’ve fainted due to shock. this was not expected. not at all.

“EPEL FELMIER!” he banged the door to epel’s room. this caused epel to wrongly carve the apple he held in his hand and caused his masterpiece to be ruined. “what do you want?” he scowled. vil tapped his foot on the floor whilst crossing his arms as rook stood behind him. “someone told me that you’re dating (y/n) (l/n) from savanaclaw.” epel rolled his eyes and turned around to make his back face vil. “yeah, so what?” vil furrowed his eyebrows but chuckled in a slightly scary manner. “so what? so what?! excuse me, she’s from savanaclaw.” epel rolled his eyes once more, while he desperately tried to just blocked out all the words coming from vil’s mouth. “they are dirty, rough, agressive...and not fit for someone like us here.” rook really wanted to break the awkward tension in the air, but that didn’t seem to work as epel already retorted vil’s comments. “well i don’t really care about that. besides what’s wrong with being a bit like savanaclaw sometimes.” vil’s jaw dropped and he felt like fainting. rook was now just wondering how he can get this whole situation to stop.

meanwhile scene two took place in the savanaclaw dormitory.

leona lounged around on his bed whilst ruggie cleaned up the mess leona called his room. “there’s nothing interesting going on nowadays huh?” ruggie sighed. “let’s keep it that way.” not even a second after that sentence exited leona’s mouth, jack walked inside the room. “hey senpai, is it true that (y/n) and that pomefiore boy dating? what was his name..?....epel?” leona and ruggie laughed and brushed it off at first. however it seemed as if their brains processed the information coming from jack at the same time. “...EXCUSE ME?!” leona shouted. “WHAT DID YOU SAY?!” ruggie followed. jack was baffled to see the two on their feet and jumping from leona’s balcony. “WHERE’S (Y/N)?!” the two started running around from left to right, trying to find their precious kouhai. meanwhile jack was still in leona’s room, staring at them with confusion. he thought that they were like overprotective parents protecting their only daughter. it was slightly entertaining so he didn’t really mind. “(Y/N)!!!” you basically fell off from your bed as leona and ruggie kicked your door down. “oh my god! what?!” you screamed back after you groaned in pain from falling from your bed. “YOU’RE DATING THAT EPEL BOY FROM POMEFIORE?!”

“ya..?” leona facepalmed while ruggie pretended to sob. “there is no way you’re dating someone from pomefiore.” leona shot at you. “with all due respect senpai, there’s no rule here that says i can’t date someone else from a different dorm.” leona sighed and sat beside you on your bed. “true. no rules. but as your dorm leader, i forbid you to date him.” you squinted your eyes, starting to get annoyed. “but why?” leona rolled his eyes. “he’s a pomefiore. pomefiore means big trouble.” you were now beyond pissed. leona didn’t like pomefiore, probably because he didn’t like vil. “this is because of prefect vil right?” you growled. “jeez how dense are you, (y/n)? they’re all so proper, well-dressed. all they talk about is make-up, hair, bla bla bla.” ruggie sighed as he watched you two bicker. “i don’t really think that matters, senpai. besides epel is not like the other pomefiore boys, and he’s...well...different.” you talked while smiling. leona saw your expression while talking. “besides...all that matters is that...i love him.” oh you were in love. deeply in love. “it’s true that he’s from the prissy pomefiore, but well...as long as she’s happy. right leona-san?”

ruggie grinned from ear to ear. he didn’t agree either that you’re dating someone from pomefiore, but well, being the stubborn, hot-headed tiger (literally) you were, ruggie couldn’t do anything to stop you. ruggie patted your head. “well, let’s just hope everything works out now.” leona shot a dirty look at ruggie. he didn’t approve of this, but again, what could he do? “just make sure you don’t do anything stupid, got it?” leona snapped. you giggled. giggled? your action made the two of them exchange confused looks with one another. “okay mom. okay dad.” they both froze. but really that whole scene did remind you of how a father would be so overprotective of his daughter and not really support whoever his daughter dates, and the mother would be there to just try and support you. “what?!” they both screamed. “leona-senpai’s my dad. ruggie-senpai’s my mom.” you snickered. “ME?! A MOTHER?! AND WITH HIM?! BULLSHIT.” the two continued to argue with one another, while you just sat there chuckling. you glanced at the clock hanging on your wall and saw the time. 4 pm.

it was the time you were supposed to meet him. with them arguing, you sneaked out of your own room and made a run for it to go meet epel at the school courtyards. “(y/n)!” he beamed once he saw you walking towards the bench he was sitting on. “hi!” you cheered and plopped down beside you. you two continued to talk about different things. from your day, classes, and other things. however he brought up a topic which was quite interesting. “vil-senpai and rook-senpai knows about us.” you brushed it off. “it’s fine i guess. leona-senpai and ruggie-senpai knows about us too.” epel reached down and grabbed your hand. “is it...alright though?” you chuckled. “of course. so what if we’re from different dorms? so what if the dorm leaders hate each other. at least we’re happy, right?” you smiled. epel reciprocated that smile. “hm i guess so!” you stood up enthusiastically, ears twitching and tail slightly swaying from left to right. “besides, we’re like forbidden lovers! like a typical story ya know!”

epel laughed once he saw how happy you were. he found this adorable. yes of course, like a typical fairytale was the right word to describe your relationship. one from a prim and proper ‘family’ (one can say) and the other from one who has a tougher and more aggressive connotation around their name. you and epel were just playing around in the courtyard, the only sounds heard was your laughter. you two were just happy to be there with each other, despite what youre respective dorm leaders had to say.

“ne, epel. do you think we’re a perfect match?”

“of course! it’s like an opposite attracts kind of situation.”

“no matter how different we are, i think we’re actually really similar. don’t you think?”

“of course. we both love each other after all, and that’s all that matters.”

BONUS: vil and rook popped their heads up from a bush. the scene before them was chaotic. epel and (y/n) were just laughing and having fun with each other. “ah, look how deeply in love they are. don’t you agree?” rook spoke to the dorm leader whose face was plastered with a type of disappointment but also with slight...happiness. “maybe she’s not as bad as she seems. as long as she doesn’t taint our precious epel, i’ll reconsider.” he flipped his hair. meanwhile, leona and ruggie were listening to (y/n) and epel from behind a tree. “they’re a good couple, right leona-san?” leona sighed. “ugh. maybe. we should stop stalking her so much, she’ll think we’re actually her parents.”

of course both respective dorm leaders and vice dorm leaders were like parents to you and epel. and there would be a day where you both would have to introduce each other to your ‘parents’. hopefully they would remain civil.

♡

i feel like writing astra’s story and her experiences in the game and stuff. would you guys be interested, and where should i post it? hmmmmm

love, a♕

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shiro-0197 · 4 years ago

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aw shiro, my love, don't worry about it!! i only hope you're okay and safe :d please only reply when you're free, and don't feel bad about it!! >:(

my day yesterday was okay, i've just been relaxing, and studying occasionally. went out to explore a nearby town too, it's so pretty there. and much colder (since it's a highlands) of course!! Today was great too. I bought doughnuts (they're amazing?? I love doughnuts), and I had instant ramen, but it was SO spicy I nearly died. (Three bottles of water later, because someone finished all the milk in the household *cough* me *cough*) and I'm still just reeling. Sucks having such low spice tolerance HAHA. I'm listening to some old school hip-hop rn, while typing this out :D how were your two days?

here are some i'll be using to teach english :d and that would honestly be much appreciated, he's getting on my last nerve rn. (I included the first few, what do you think?)

thats such a priceless feeling i so totally agree. you're so precious 🥺🥺 i'm sure they're prouder thank you imagine. you're so dedicated!! i'm sure all that extra research you've done will definitely pay off. it's good that you know what the job is roughly like, so you'll be really prepared when you finally do start it. you know that one scene, in the 2nd season of the great pretender? when the chinese mafia boss emphasizes the importance of a translator in literally everything? (like that book award example) i may be getting the thing muddled up, but i found that so cool. like yeah, a book or speech could be absolutely beautiful, but if everyone can't enjoy it due to it being a different language, it would be such a shame. i just find translators really important. sorry, i'm really dorky haha 🥺🥺

awww but i think your personality type is wonderful. a lot of my favourite characters are intj (they're all so precious istg grrrr) yes!! i was in a tooru brainrot yesterday too 😭😭😭 (saw a bunch of couples on my walk, and I was like "if only Tooru was real grrrr") and yes?? there'd be so much to learn from each and every one of them. dedication from hinata, savage lines from tsukki, kindness from yams/yachi, how to be a dork 101 from atsumu. aaaah 😭😭i'm sorry they're all so wonderful.

No pftttt I totally feel you. I saw some people without masks today and I was like "bro wtf" and just really loudly said "I sure hope everyone starts following the rules so the cases don't increase" because I'm a lil bitch like that xD

awww okay!! I'll definitely keep that in mind. Mayo makes everything better, tbh >.< aww that's understandable! I don't have specific preferences but hearing the phrase "soggy cheese" makes me want to cry somewhere :( I don't like nuts in chocolate. I'm very passionate about that? XD ikr??

I'm surprised too, I usually never pass on murder, but I guess you're just special like that 👉👈 sir I'd get married to you as many times as you'd like 😼 oops sorry for being cheesy, but—you like cheese ;)

I won't ask why, don't worry. Since I kinda feel the same about Malaysia tbh. It's a love hate relationship, I think HAHA but yeah 😣😣 i don't look up to US at all, and it sucks because people generally do. And I'm just like ;-; why (no offense to Americans tho lol)

is that even legal omg they're so chaotic?? XD how cute tho. Angel does stuff like that all the time too, but I'd never know that when I first met her (she has the most perfect exterior, and then when you get to know her; she's the biggest dork) Schools opening on the 20th, I can't wait to see her then :] (I can, however, wait for the exams which are scheduled for the 25th ugh)

peanut butter is indeed yellow, not up for discussion hehe :) here's my favourite hues!! I love gentle, soft hues like these (pastels) , for yellow; I don't have a favourite. they're all wonderful

ahhh no that's so precious of you!! :)) I'm smiling rn.

yeah skdhskdjsk I'M JUST SO GRRR. Whenever someone goes "hey Ari can you ______" and we both respond?? The tension?? In the air?? Bro skdjskks. 😔🤚 You share a name with one of the most precious characters too tho!!;

This is Shiro from Voltron hehe. I love him so much, just like I love you (tho I'm sure we both know I love you more <3)

I share a name with a book character. His name is Aristotle Mendoza, but his crush-turned-boyfriend calls him "Ari" (which has been my nickname since I was 12). Reading it for the first time was the BEST feeling ever. It's also my favourite book, "Aristotle and Dante discover the secrets of the universe".

—Ari :D (no pfttt I love the tag so much. I have my own tag, that's like the best thing ever 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺)

Heyyy I'm so sorry for answering so late!! I know you said not to apologize but..... well hmm no excuse I just feel like apologizing, but either way thank you for your patience!!♡ This is the third time I'm rewriting this, and this time I'm doing this in my notes because fuck it😔

Im glad to hear that!! Highlands are always so pretty. Wish we had those here, but it's only steppe here:( Boring~ ooh, donuts!!! They're really good. I havent much, but I tried them like 3 times and they're so good. I really hope I will get to eat more<3 also WHAT'S THOSE NOODLES' NAME I WANNA KNOW- Are you feeling okay now, though? XD

My days were nice!!! Felt as if I had been hiding three bodies, but I've been feeling better lately. We had online school yesterday so I'm excused from the errands for the half of the day, thankfully. But your messages make me very happy. Though I dont always feel like writing a response (or I get stressed because it doenst save) so very sorry for that😔

Ohh those look so pretty!! I'd totally join to just look at them. The colors are so nice🥺 it looks like one of our olympiad prep slides, though better. I dont have the screenshots sadly😩 Either way I really love the little details like the squiggly thingies or the Ж .... they seem unnecessary but the energy changes a lot without them hehe

I really hope they will be🥺 that'd mean a lot to me. And I'm also really hopeful itll work out. I really don't wanna disappoint my family, which is literally just one person. The less people there are, the more it hurts, you know?

Yeah, that scene meant so much to me!! I dknt remember much, but I was very happy they said something like that, because I've been told being a translator wont work out for me. Now look at me, I'm about to tell them to fuck themselves<3 I was also so surprised to see Laurent know that many languages ..... I aspire to be like him😩 And honestly, I havent though so deep of that but you opened my eyes and now I'm about to float off into the next universe😭 dont apologize though, its very cute!!!♥︎♥︎

Heheh, I guess you're right.. every single anime INTJ is a silent sexy mastermind and I love them . ... YEAH every single time I see a passing couple i cry because I dont have anyone 😡💔 and sometimes when I see people doing something amusing (which includes people failing cuz I'm evil) I just imagine one of the characters doing that and I smile all the way xD Honestly, I'd sell my father on black market for a single day with one of them:( though that may sound like a really low price because his cigarette filled lungs wouldnt cost a lot... I sound like my 7th grade self again I'm so sorry

BAHQHHANEJWJD I HOPE THEY WERE EMBARRASED. I HOPE THEY FELT AWKWARD AND OTHER PEOPLE DID TOO, they deserve it. Like, learn your lesson bitch, it's been a year!

Yeah!!! I love mayo, not to the point where I would gulp it down from the package, but it does make dishes taste good. Same, soggy cheese on itself sounds like a dish served in the ninth circle of hell. You should try nuts in honey!! Like, just straight up dip them in honey. Sounds weird, and it doesnt always taste NEJFJKSKF (depends on the honey)but I think it's worth trying xD Walnuts are the best with honey I think

That was so funny ... TOO FUNNY, I LAUGHED FOR LIKE . 3MINUTES STRAIGHT and I do not laugh when I'm tired. You really are special 😭😭😭😭 cheesy ... HAHRNFJJSF

I'm so sorry for being a bully like that but it's so funny how you left a single U there . Its so mysterious, was it in purpose? Or were you lost in the excitement if messaging me?

I was one of those people, honestly 😭 but mostly because I wasnt aware of its political condition, I guess. Maybe theres more than just politics that's bad about US, but honestly, it has more opportunities than this hellfire. Though now I'm more into Norway and Japan. Really wanna travel there :(

Heheh, yeah, we never really show off to strangers at first. I dont know what exactly I mean by we, but you get my point ♡ Good luck though!! I hope it goes well for you<3

Oh they looks so pretty!! They're really wonderful. Like bubblegum and cotton candy and literally anything sweet... it's so cute !!! And I totally agree, there isnt a bad yellow.

HAHAH, honestly, that reminds me of how there were 4 people with the same name in my class, and whenever the teacher did the attendance thing, they would all stand up. Teachers usually dont say the last names, so we always gotta ask which person they mean if theres more than one person with that name, so yeah.. That happened on accident at first, but then they just did it for trolling xD

OH MY GOD HES SO PRETTY? HES SO PRECIOUS?? HUHHH??? I gotta thank Kuro for this wonderful opportunity of sharing a name with someone like .... him🥺

Oh that's so cool!! Also, he has a boyfriend ... I really need to start reading xD it's so cute though! It sounds like such a good book, I'm glad you share a name with him, hehe!!

I also share my real name with one of the characters in a kids' show, and its SO ugly, I'm in pain. Every time my friends see one of those on TV they go

Which is a pain in the ass, it's so embarrassing...........

Awh, okay!! I'm glad you love it, cuz I do too. Because it's your name.... cuz I love u. That was so lame PLEASEJWJDJSJF I HOPE YOUR DAY WAS GREAT !!! LOVE YOU

#Ari💕#💞💞💝💝💗💖💗💖💕💝💕💝💓💖💗💖💓💖💕💖💞💓💝💕💝💖💓💖💗💖💞💝💕💘💕💘💖💖💗💖💓💖💖💞💖💝💕💘💘💗💝💗💖💓💖💞💖

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3x13 Reaction / Commentary

Yeah I'm aware, stop judging X___X

I feel the need to point this out. Apparently it's common practice for the Praetor to just, kill off their more troublesome charges. Interesting. But Jordan has a different work ethic which is a) apparently not usual for praetors and b) something at least Nick attributes to his past and not, idk, common decency. Just how savage is the Praetor exactly?? (Also let me add this to the list of things why 3x15 makes no sense at all.)

Okay, so they found another mundane dead by Heidi's hand...... why exactly don't they call the Shadowhunters? Aren't they obliged to? I mean?

True, but it sure as hell is her responsibility how she handles them. But we established already that she has a serious perception problem and always sees herself as the victim.

I mean, prime example, if she could have made that smooth exit through the vent where the werewolves couldn't follow, why didn't she just do that from the start instead of attacking Nick? Because she wants to cause trouble and not just “live her life in peace” as she's pretending to.

More like, he didn't have the guts to face Alec like that. Also does that mean he draped Izzy on the couch like that in that cliché sleeping pose with one hand under the head? At least he took off her boots like a sane person.

“I'm just drained.”

Haha it seems Alec isn't the only Lightwood sibling with a shitty sense of humor.

“I don't have the same preexisting condition.” “You mean my addiction?”

No, Izzy, he obviously means your fashion sense, keep up. Seriously, who wrote that stupid ass line of dialogue.

I found it pretty hilarious that Simon, Clary's literally oldest and bestest friend since kindergarten, feels the need to apologize to Izzy for taking up so much time with his Clary-reunion and blocking the path for her. The Clizzy Energy is Strong.

“Hmmmm hot hot hot Clary, please show me more.”

MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY HAHAHAHA PERFECT

Also, Morningstar.... didn't Val name his dumbass tanker ship in S1/S2 Morningstar? Guy really has it with name repetitions, first Jonathan 1 and 2, now Morningstar Ship and Morningstar Sword... I bet he named all his stuffed teddys Mr Snuffels 1, Mr Snuffels 2, Mr Snuffels 3.....

The way he delivers this line me might've as well said “Please cut out the emotional disgusting bullshit my skin is crawling already from this I can't take any more mushiness PLEASE GO AWAY.” Gotta love Alec.

MAGNUS RAGE PUNCHING THE KEYBOARD IS THE MOST RELATABLE THING I HAVE EVER SEEN

Magnus opening up about missing his magic MY HEART OH MY GOD

(Sidenote though: No wonder he got frustrated with the pretentious Shadowhunter Technology, I mean, look at it. There are only runes. Runes may be called runes, but they don't actually make up an alphabet. Why the heck is there a flexibility rune on the screen? It makes no sense.)

This whole scene (and Izzy's lipstick lol) is absolutely perfect. I love everything about it, especially Magnus and especially Izzy. I'd be really surprised if Magnus didn't find a way to get her that weird root thingy anyway, because he surely doesn't buy the “feeling a lot better now” line.

(Edit: Now thinking about it I realized two things, a) she probably didn't take him up on his offer to go to another warlock because she felt like that was unnecessarily rubbing in that he can't do it himself anymore* and b) with that line she probably meant she feels lighter already for sharing what happened and just <3<3<3<3<3)

*The only think that would have made this scene more perfect is if Izzy hadn't skimmed over his magic comment without acknowledging it in any way. Though with this thought in mind, that she rejected his offer to spare his feelings, I find myself placated.

Also I love how Magnus pretends he's going to look for pen and paper when really he's running straight to Alec to tell him all about this (and to prevent a repetition of 2x09 form happening.... and now I made myself sad again).

#effortless (Also reminds me of that post about fire message mechanics that I still owe a certain someone. Where is the time.)

HAHAHAHA

???????????? How do they know that? More importantly, does Alec know? Will he hear through the Shadow World grapevine??? So many questions.

I mean, I have sympathy for her. But like, she's too smart for me to buy that she genuinely can't see any other course of action. She just does this because it's the least effort for her, not because she's truly clueless what alternatives are there for here (aka not running around, killing mundanes, starting a fight with everyone). She just thrives on chaos.

Also “Wolves don't just attack without cause. Not in New York” ? Seems like all Institute except the NY one do a shit job since supposedly keeping peace between the Downworld factions is part of their responsibility. Yes, I am still salty about 3x15. (Also, if anyone's confused by this weird foreshadowing, I wrote notes for this reaction post while watching 3x13 when it first aired, but only got to finish it now after 3x19 aired and I can't keep my chronology-screwing bitterness to myself while finishing up the post. But mostly these are my thoughts from then.)

Yeah something tells me she's not gonna be totally uninvolved in that.

This and the fact that Russel wants to stop Bat from even leaving the Jade Wolf are the final proofs that all the werewolves actually live at the Jade Wolf and pile up in a giant snuggle pile in the kitchen at night. This is further cemented by the fact that Luke and Maia claim to have flats of their own but we never actually see them. Clearly they're both dirty liars that just wanted to mislead.

*late Jocelyn's late friend Eliot #rude #whatever

.......why the hell would Elias code that shit in Circle short hand? So other Circle members, who Jocelyn was hiding from, could easily open that super important safe? So smart! Also, correct me if I'm wrong, but wasn't Luke in the Circle as well? Shouldn't he be able to read that, too?

1) Eliot is such a loser and a showoff for ostentatiously writing that J in Jocelyn 2) His hint is seriously “Don't open with brute force.” Wtf kind of hint is that man are you even real.

I'm sorry, okay, but everytime I see / hear Bellicosi I think Maxi-Cosi XD

*glares at 3x15* Will I ever tire of raging about that episode? Unlikely.

Why.....? Since he didn't have any problem 100% blaming Raphael for everything Heidi did (not unjustified, but I'm just saying he's suddenly changed his mind). I mean, if he'd said she's dangerous to him and his family that would've been another matter.

These are all runes that I don't remember seeing on the Shadowhunters' Wiki Rune Page. Please tell me more.

Jace: “Clary, you've been going nonstop since you came back. You need to take a minute.”

lol if only Jace would implement the same advice himself.

“Wow I suddeny remember I had a life before I was 10.”

German Dubbing: Yeah, the ones Consul Penhallow categorically ignored. Honestly. Who dubbs this shit. Wtf.

Listen I love everything about this scene. (Fun Fact: In the German Dubbing she says vampire addiction, not venom addiction lol as if she was addicted to vampires XD)

Alec Lightwood, best brother of the year. Btw he's been holding that title since birth. I also don't think Alec would ever judge Izzy for her addiction / look at her as if she's weak, so the fact that she thinks that says a lot about how the addiction affected her self-image.

Too bad Alec forgets this for the next few episodes and acts like a total tool in that Clave Investigation Thing, smh.

Good to know.

Haha that was witty.

Oooooh why don't they ask another warlock then? For example one who's actually always the smartest person in the room?? Who's also willing to work on this??? Just a thought tho, don't let me interrupt the Maruke Bonding. No, you know what? I hate the shipname Maruke, it's shit, so I'm calling it Luryse as it should have been called. Then again, when am I even gonna talk about that pairing? We shall see.

“Outrageous, just because people around me keep turning up dead! It's ridiculous, really, that they'd think I could have something to do with that. It's as if they're not aware this is a TV show and supporting characters die because *Moriarty Voice* THAT'S WHAT PEOPLE DO!”

“That what the kids call it these days when they get kicked out on their ass?” She literally says “From one exiled to another” so she clearly realized he's full of shit.

“And that's why in two episodes Imma get myself arrested by behaving like a dumbass and then chill in prison as if it's my greatest accomplishment.” Honestly Luke, so many No-s. I can't even.

“Wow I can't believe I have to see this Luryse bs up close.” Hah, now I used the right shipname and can move the f on from bashing that pairing. Sorry about that. I'm sleep deprived. That always makes me extra salty.

“When you're alpha you need to make the pack your first priority. Your personal life needs to take a back seat. And mine never did.” I applaud Luke for admitting he was a shit alpha because he didn't proritize the pack. Hindsight is 20/20.

Wow Luke so helpful <3<3<3 Just like I know and love you.

I also love how nobody questions that Heidi bit that mundane and then chilledly made a phone call at the scene of her Accords-violating crime. How frakking convenient.

But their runes aren't on the same side. Sloppy work. Also, if the illustrator obviouly takes artistic liberties, then the rune missing on the second pic doesn't have to mean anything. Maybe they just forgot to draw it. Then again this isn't even the most flimsy conclusion-making I've wittnessed on this show so I'll let it slide.

lol Jace and Jonathan are basically playing tug of war with Clary: Jonathan burning himself, Jace activating her healing rune XD

Ooooh brainless S1 Clary, how I have not missed you. Srsly now? Carve it out? That didn't work for Simon so why should it now? lol she should ask the seelie queen if she has some handy floor mosaic thingy in her courtyard to help with that.

In his defense, he moved.

It's not gonna work is what it is. Srsly how dumb are they? Why the hell does she think something so powerful can just be carved out?? Wtf.

Woooow they're using a rune removing device, color me impressed. I really thought they'd just put a scalpel to it. So, at least points for trying.

Uuuuh get some morphin, try again. I mean. But anyway.

*break up

......didn't she just break up with him because pack reasons? Where is that not a Shadow World Reason? Please explain. (Also choosing an unflattering screen cap of Simon because he annoys me? Absolutely. I am petty like that.) The easy way Simon accepts their break up really makes me wonder. If Maia hadn't said anything, would he have broken up with her? Since apparently things “changed” and they could “both” “feel” it. Honestly. He literally calls her his girlfriend at the start of the scene as if to draw attention to how ridiculous this is.

You know what, I don't even have the energy to rage about this. Their relationship was so great, they were so supportive of each other, they had great chemistry, great communication, they always stood by each other. And just because Sizzy has to be endgame there were suddenly weird-ass tension between them for no real reason – none that 3A Saia wouldn't have worked through like pros anyway – just so this break up wouldn't come out of absolutely nowhere. It's shit treatment of both their characters and their relationship and I'm just so exasperated with it all. (Also not the way to endear me to Sizzy. But at this point I feel like a broken record.)

Discount? It was free. Which I'm still finding super hard to believe by the way, that a werewolf establishment would just give out free food to vampires who don't even work there. But what do I know, right, I mean it's not like they just mentioned a few minutes ago how werewolves and vampires hate each other? Right?? Hahaha.

Wow. This actually takes the time to highlight that this break up wasn't as amicable as Simon thought. Maybe he thought that they were breaking up for human reasons, but Maia clearly feels she threw her relationship away for the pack and it's hard for her. And Simon's tirade wasn't really encouraging her to let him know that. I really appreciate that detail.

Other things I want to say: 1) I didn't like that Maia just flat out broke up with him. She should have informed him that she was going to step up for the pack and would have to prioritize that over their relationship and then leave it up to him if he wants to put up with that or not. By breaking up she made the choice for him. Her course of action is ic, I'm not critizising that, but from like, a personal stand point I don't like it. 2) Foreshadowing: Since her whole pack gets slaughtered, if that would have been the only reason to break up with Simon she coulda just gotten back together with him lol. Haha sorry I'm trash. I know.

Wow he's really dumb. He knows Heidi's brand of crazy and still he doesn't realize this was a trap. He said himself that Heidi must have done something for the Preator to be after her, and when the Praetor tells him she's been leaving copses left and right he...... takes this as his cue to ally himself with Heidi??? Wtf?????? Does he not believe what Jordan said? Again, he suspected something like that himself and since the Praetor are playing at being the Downworlder Police they wouldn't just make something like that up with no proof. The heck. I don't get you, Boss Vampire Guy.

Also, thumbs down for the Praetor, if they'd just told them their source was Heidi herself (on the phone) this could have been prevented. But, ugh. With how things are I can at least kinda buy that no working communication between vampire clan and Praetor exists.

Still, if the Praetor wants to be accepted as some kind of Shadow World Institution they should really work on their manners.

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I I don-- I can't. *sigh* I can't believe I just had to watch this with my own two eyes. Have they not been trained for a case like this? A fellow shadowhunter injured in the field? That activating the healing rune should be the first thing you do? Before lovingly prying information from the dying person?? I mean, if that's not Plot Convenience then I don't know what is. Sure, he needs to give them a snippet of info, but not too much. But please, please, couldn't writers have found a way for this that didn't make them look like the stupidest of idiots in the entire frikkin world?! Wtf. WTF. I can't believe it.

Uuuuuuh how did she know how to turn those things if all she had to work with was Don't use brute force?? Do I have to understand that?

“You brought coffee, after all.”

Look she's so ashamed she even turned away from the screen haha. Also it's so refreshing to see grown ass people approach a relationship like idiotic teens. (Yeah, that was sarcastic.)

“And right now I wanna do you.” Hahahaha sorry, too good to pass up, you can bet your ass imma turn this into a dumb comic XD

“I love you, Clary. And I'll love you until I die. And if there's a life after this I'll love you then, too.”

Okay, I wanted to roll my eyes at their love confession, but what Jace said was actually really sweet <3

Alec: All our people were accounted for at the time of the murder. Izzy: We think it was a Clave hit.

Oh couldn't have been one of the millions of Shadowhunters from another Institute? No, I'm sure Alec checked that on their neat little Shadowhunter Intranet, that all other Shadowhunters all over the workd were accounted for as well. Honestly.

Also, Maryse says “By the angel,” but in the German Dubbing she says “What the angel” which makes it seem as if Shadowhunters curse by replacing dirty words with “angel” and just... what the angel XD

Why the hell are they all so obsessed with Latin? Ugh. Exhausting hobby.

Btw lol, please rewatch that scene, the background music is weirdly reminiscent of the Stranger Things Theme hahahaha. (Also omg I'm peeking into the German dubbing and it doesn't even make SENSE hahaha what the shit.)

LOL that's like the soulmate trope but in painful XD basically the creepy incest edition XD But honestly can we appreciate what a nice hand Jonathan has with a knife and with his left hand?? Prodigy.

This is it, the final proof that they actually all live at the Jade Wolf hahahha.

...................................? Why the f is she happy to see Jordan? Last time they saw each other she clearly stated she hated him?? Do I need to understand?? Oh right. In the books Maia and Jordan get back together. Right. Stupid, why am I even surprised by this??

Wtf isn't he the clan leader? Why the hell is he acting so submissively to Heidi all of a sudden? Literally half a day ago he threw her out of his clan, knowing his place. And now he's like a puppet on her strings. Wtf. But I guess that happens when you treat characters as plot devices. They get inconsistent even if they only have two scenes. *sigh*

Awwww would you look at that, werewolves and vampires fighting with fists like mundanes. (Okay some of them had like, daggers, but where are the fangs and the claws? Honestly.)

Okay I did her injustice in my trailer reaction since this is a vamp and a legitimate fight situation.

Wow that actually surprised me. But Jordan also dies in the books so, oops. Just didn't think they'd skip the getting together.

WOW that really surprised me. I thought Maia would challenge him and they'd have an epic fight to the death or something. (Also wtf Griffin guy, what's with that creeper face.)

To be honest I find it hard to believe that Maia acts like this. Scared out of her mind, yeah sure. But she acts helpless, and she's never been that. When she got that pipe thing I thought she'd use it as a stake. Using it to block the door is smart, too, but why didn't she get another to have a stake? Her whole posture, uselessly hangig over Jordan screams damsel in distress and I don't like it at all.

Edit: I had certain fears how this plotline would be developed in 3x14 which thankfully didn't come true, but my conflicted opinion on this ending scene remains.

Anyway let’s take a moment and appreciate Maia’s Killer Boots.

BTW watched the 3x14 trailer and just.... what. Why the f would Magnus ask Lorenzo of all people for help? He can't be trusted. As if he wouldn't use that opportunity to break Magnus even further! WTF! Where's Catarina? Oh, let me guess, another Drunk Doctor Conference *epic eyeroll*

#shadowhunters #3x13 #clary fray #magnus bane #alec lightwood #jace wayland #isabelle lightwood #simon lewis #maia roberts #luke garroway #maryse lightwood #kyle #heidi #reaction

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99dreams1nightmare-blog · 5 years ago

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My 3.. “Christian” beans, xDD

First - Myron (Also he’s not wearing shorts, I swear to whatever god is out there, xDDDD)

Second - Vritra

Third - Nyven

They’re apart of this roleplay I’m making called mindset. These 3 would be considered the “antagonists”, let me explain, owo

Mindset takes place in a heavily Christian private school, usually I hate school roleplays because, they’re a good idea at first then the idea falls because.. School isn’t exactly an interesting place, but I’m trying really hard to make this one interesting.

Any “athiests” found in the school will be taken to the basement of the school. Where, they may die immediately, Or be taken to the judgement arrangement room, where they’re put into classes with the teachers being Nyven, Myron, And Vritra. (Though, vritra doesn’t show up until really really late into the roleplay)

Once they’re put into classes, it would be announced by Myron and Nyven that the last 3 out of 20 students get to leave unharmed, but a student will be killed off each week, if nobody dies on there own, henceforth, the students will have to kill eachother so nobody else dies, bUuUUt, that isn’t just it, >:3 If they are caught killing another student, a class trial is held to decide if they are guilty or not guilty.

The classes themself are basically hell, Well.. A very diluted version of it, xDD

3 students would be chosen every class for the “activity”, and by that, I mean possibly tortured. I’m getting there, Okay? I’ve only been working on this idea for 2 days off and on, xDDD

I have to put 20 characters in here, Not including the 3 “priests”. Aka Vritra, Nyven, and Myron-

But uh-

Heres what I have so far for the characters, xDD

Mindset’s characters

- - -

Lazarus - A precious bunny boi, he’s pretty damn shy, except for.. Uh.. That 2nd and 3rd part, xDD The Poor bapy breaks easily under pressure and has trouble even looking at people,

Lazarus: ..? O-Oh..I-I’m Sorry.. I’ll leave..

Lazarus: What do you mean..?! That’s so goddamn stupid! AGGH.. JUST SHUT UP ALREADY, WONT YOU?!

Lazarus: ..Hmph.. I’m already quiet as it is.. Why *should* I shut up?

Rowan - Maxwell’s twin, she’s majorly narcissistic and bossy, but she can be.. Kind of nice at times, But she’s super fukn pretty, so there’s that? xDD

Rowan: Haaahh? You better have a good reason for interrupting my nap!.. >:C

Rowan: OI. Perv, Give me your jacket, It’s cold.

Rowan: Hmph, Dumbass.. Making me do stuff myself.. What does he think I am?!..

Maxwell - Rowan’s twin sister, she’s the smarter of the two, obviously, Rowan is fucking stupid, xDD Maxwell doesn’t exactly hesitate to insult someone, Or.. Hesitate on kind of anything, Though due to that, she has never exactly had any friends so she gets all excited and shit when she makes a friend, so that’s cute, xDD

Maxwell: No, it’s not that, it’s the other answer, Jeez.. Are you really that dense?

Maxwell: Woooahhh..~ I have a friend! .o.

Maxwell: Tch, Shut it, you’re starting to annoy me..

Aromara - Myron’s favorite student, Even Though she’s a complete pervert, she sees Myron as a big brother and respects him. Though, she lacks any kind of manners. She’s a bit unfinished, tho! But I’m getting there, xDD

Aromara: Fuck yeah! Gimme this shit! >:D **she chugs a can of soda** WOOOOO!~

Aromara: HAHAHAHA! INSULT ME AGAIN! AGAIN! AGAIN!

Aromara: Wha?! Hey! Shut up! That’s my line! >:0

Isamu - This precious little creature respects any kind of rule, Not hesitating to call someone out on it, he doesn’t blush very much unless someone tries to hold his hand. He hates sweets with a fukn p a s s i o n, but he’s still precious, xDD

Isamu: ..Mmmmm.. xc **red red red-**

Isamu: I really appreciate it!.. But.. I don’t like sweets. Sorrry,

Isamu: That’s.. A lie.. At the start of the trial you said you were in class 102? You filthy liar! Liar liar pants on fire!

Edgar - A big fukn teddy bear, Not literally, He’s just really tall, xDD he’s pretty damn childish in the long run, Though, he only has one eye and no mouth, He manages, he usually writes down in a little note pad to talk to people. Truthfully, he has never even mentioned religion once, the only reason he’s in the basement of the school is because people think he looks like a demon.

Edgar: . . . “I don’t understand.. What do you mean?.. I know I look a little weird but I’d never hurt someone..”

Edgar: . . .

Edgar: ..”I’m sorry.. I can’t speak..”

Myron - A superficial, verbally abusive bean, he rarely acts kind to people, Not even Nyven, he’s iconic for being the loudest and strongest of the 3, Truthfully he was saddened to see his “little sister” put in the basement, but he probably wouldn’t hesitate to kill her.

Myron: Hmph, All I wanted to do was help. How rude of you.. I can’t believe you.

Myron: Get off of me, you dumb bitch, I aint’ your “big brother”, Aromara. Let alone, friend, Leave me alone, I’m busy. (Aromara: bRotHer tHiS iS bEtRaYaL ;O;)

Myron: Oh.. It’s okay, I don’t mind as long as it pleases me, After all.. Your mine, got it?

Nyven - A sort of.. Biopolar bean, one second he’s acting all shy and shit and the next he’s stabbing your eye out, Tsuyoshi learned that the hard way. Also may have a few yandere tendencies and very sadistic but we don’t talk about that, xDDD

Nyven: ..Sorry about this, I can’t let you continue through here, So leave before I must use force.

Nyven: Love.. Oh my honey.. Ahhh.. Is this what Love feels like..? I love it.. I love it! I’ll never let go of this feeling! Ahh.. uwu (Creep, lOl)

Nyven: Mmm.. I’m sorry.. Are you just a pussy or are you really gonna step up to save them?

Tsuyoshi - Hes a new bean that I just added, I’m planning on him to slack off a lot during class and shit and mostly just be really easily pissed off, Though, his only friend is Isamu who has, Might i say, dragged him across the floor to class one day. Moral of the story, He’s a lazy ass hOe, xDDD

Tsuyoshi: ..Mmh.. Don’t give a shit.. Go on without me..

Tsuyoshi: ..Eh? What the hell? That’s not what I meant, Jackass.. Now let me sleep.

Tsuyoshi: Why do you think I killed him? Do you really think I have the time to do any of that shit? I’m busy doing more important things. Like sleeping.

Vritra - This guy is so easily obsessed, He easily falls in love, which might I say will probably play a part once he appears, He’s.. Definitely a low-key demon, Only one of the 5 main characters able to see his horns an tail (a boi named Shiro). Whilst Nyven and Myron.. Might know? It’s hard to tell.

Vritra: ..Hehehe..~ Look, Veve! His eye has fallen out.. He’s starting to decompose!~ Isn’t it just wonderful..? Haha..~

Vritra: ..How boringg..~ I was really excited to execute someone today!~ xc *he sighs* Maybe tomorrow.. qmq

Vritra: Comebackcomebackcomeback!~ Don’t run from me!~ I’m going to catch you anyway..!~ Where have you hidden, my dear?~ I know you’re in here.. Ehehe..~

And for the main characters I mentioned earlier!

Those characters are gonna be played by my girlfriend, Izzy. I haven’t exactly gotten her to make examples of their personalities and shit, but I don’t mind explaining them myself, xD

Shiro - An awkward boio, He’s a hint of stoic with extra truth. Tbh I’m excited for this boio, xDD

Strawberry (gonna be changed) - He’s pretty chill, flirty at times, but probably gonna handle all of the murders the easiest.

Lucy - Obsessed with the idea “perfect”, henceforth why she ends up hanging around Rowan a lot (who is far from perfect because she’s such a bitch, but eh, xDD) And she’s pretty insecure of her own body, sadly. Love this bean, tho, xDD

Yuri - ..I honestly have no idea how to describe her, I know that here, she’s probably gonna be one of the first to go, she seems like she would break really easily under pressure, Poor Yuri, xDDDD

*..forgot the name - This is Yuri’s brother, he’s really fukn chill and harmonicas his sadness away, he’s probably gonna handle everything okay-ish until Yuri dies, which is sad, but hey! Most of the characters are gonna die anyway. xDDDD

So.. Yeah,

That means I only need to makee.. 8 more characters? I think? xDD

Aromara

Lazarus

Edgar

Tsuyoshi

Maxwell

Rowan

Isamu

Strawberry

Yuri

Lucy

Shiro

Yuri’s brother

So that’s 20 - 12, Woo! 8 characters left! xDDDDD

Batteries not included

— — —

Nyven

Myron

Vritra

Welp, That’s all folks! That’s Mindset. xDDD

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kyvir · 6 years ago

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“God you look good.” “Are you just gonna state?” For A Walk in the Park sasusaku please?

Thanks for the request anon! Writing for our A Walk in the Park sasusaku made Kana and I very happy! XD

Uchiha Family

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Sasuke-

I was putting on my cufflinks as I walk across our bedroom. Sakura was in the bathroom fixing her make up for our date despite me telling her she didn’t need any, she was just as beautiful as the day I met her. It had only been a year since we were married, a short and wonderful year. The first weeks after the honeymoon were filled with picking out furniture and paint colors to make the house our own. I found that married life wasn’t too different except for moments like these when I just stopped and looked at her.

She pulled back her long pink hair into a clip, a few strands falling against the nape of her neck. Her lips were a strawberry red and only one of her eyes wore mascara. A long sleeveless, black dress hugged her upper body and flowed down from her hips. She hadn’t put on her heels yet and one foot peaked out, tapping in frustration.

“Ugh. This clip is not working.” She groaned before pulling the clip out and running her hands through her hair in exasperation.

I silently watched as she plugged in her curling iron next, letting it warm up as she finished her mascara. The whole scene was so domestic that it hurt. Married life only made me weak to moments like this and a smile would find my lips before I realized it. I crossed my arms over my white button up and leaned against the door frame.

“We don’t have to go out tonight.” I told her. “I’m more than happy having dinner here.”

“We are most certainly going out tonight. This is a very special occasion. We have dinner here every night!” She huffed before turning to look at me, a bit more emotional than she normally was. Her eyes softened the instant she took me in and she sighed. “I will be ready in half an hour, I promise. Go… go get the car ready.”

I raised an eyebrow at her, a smirk tugging on my lips. “Sakura, love, the car is already ready.”

The responding look she gave me then had me holding up my hands and backing away from the bathroom. I learned long ago that that look was not to be messed with, however it seemed to be making an appearance more than usual. Her behavior couldn’t be blamed on the fact that today was our one year anniversary, she’s been acting a bit odd for a while now. Her moods changed at the drop of a hat and she looked stressed. This past week she has been a lot less talkative and I wondered if whatever was causing her stress was getting to her.

I had asked her more than once what was wrong, but she would smile and insist it was nothing. I didn’t want to press the issue tonight, not when we should be celebrating, but I would get her to talk to me. Sometimes if was best if I let her tell me on her own, but I was impatient.

Perhaps tomorrow afternoon I would have her sit down for a chat. I went over to the closet and grabbed my black suit jacket. I put it on and glanced in the mirror, making sure there were no wrinkles. All that was left was my tie. I picked it up from the dresser and quickly tied it with practiced ease, buttoning my jacket after.

Sakura came out of the bathroom a moment later, her beautiful hair hanging in loose curls. Her makeup was done perfectly and she seemed to be in a lighter mood now. She looked me over, eyes softening as that sweet smile pulled her lips apart to reveal her teeth.

“God you look good.” She breathed, eyes traveling over me greedily. She didn’t move or say anything else for a while, she just continued to take me in.

“Are you just gonna stare?” I asked, purposely moving closer. “Come on, we’re going to be late.” I reminded and gave her a chaste kiss.

“Fine. I’ll do my staring on the way there.” She muttered, grabbing her purse and then my hand.

“Shoes.” I told her.

“Damn it.” She huffed, releasing my hand and dropping her purse to sit on the bed and reach for her heels.

My hand beat her to them and I got on one knee. “Let me.”

“Sweet ass.” She giggled then and watched as I put on her heels.

I helped her stand and she grabbed her purse once more, finally ready. She took my hand again and we made our way outside to the car and I opened the passenger door.

“After you, Mrs. Uchiha.”

“Why thank you, Mr. Uchiha.” She grinned as she got in before giving me a suggestive look.

I kept my eyes locked on hers as I got into the driver’s seat. “We only have fifteen minutes to get there. What will you do if we don’t make it?” Her charms weren’t distracting me from the time.

She let out a laugh that I felt vibrate through me. “Come on now, we don’t have to worry about that. This is you driving. Or did you forget?”

“Hn.” I agreed. “You make a compelling argument.” I said and started the car, taking in her smug expression. It only served to flatter her and even though I loved it when she wore pink, there was just something about seeing her in back that drove me crazy. “Have I told you how beautiful you are tonight?”

“Not tonight.” She sighed, smiling happily at me as I got on the road. “But you told me this morning.”

“Did I?” I asked, returning her smile. “It’s as true now as it was then, love.”

Needless to say we arrived in time and were shown to our seats by the hostess. I ordered some wine along with a bowl of sweet rolls. Sakura was in a good mood and I wanted to keep it like that, distracting her from whatever was on her mind. I wanted her to focus on us and relax, she deserves to enjoy herself– especially tonight.

Sakura-

Having dinner with Sasuke tonight on our anniversary was very important to me, for more than one reason. I had been stressing all day long about tonight being as perfect as it could be. Though I had a wardrobe, hair and makeup malfunction, we had made it to the restaurant on time. Sasuke had made our reservation over a month prior and there was no way I’d let us miss it.

We didn’t go out to nice places like this often, but we didn’t have an anniversary every day either. Though this was only our first anniversary, it was extra special. Sasuke had been working as much as I had lately and we hadn’t had enough time together– even if we were together every second that we weren’t working.

Things hadn’t changed much in our relationship. We still went to the park everyday with Luna. We went and had dinner with my parents on occasion, and we visited Itachi as often as we could. Sometimes, our family would visit us. Which was nice being that our home was our home and we could have people over�� it was just that we didn’t take well to unexpected visitors because we were all too often holed up in our room.

We’d long ago demanded everyone to call ahead of time if they planned to come to our home.

It may have been a year, but we were still enjoyed the newlywed life. The way Sasuke and I felt about each other, how we could never get enough of each other had never changed… it would never change. We were both hopelessly in love and it wasn’t often that we wished to share each other with other people– if we didn’t have to for something like work.

The wine and rolls arrived as I watched Sasuke from across the table, my mind spinning with many things. There was something important I had to tell him tonight and he was completely oblivious. Or at least, he seemed to be. I asked for a water as well and finally looked away from him to study the menu. I’d only been to this place once before so I wasn’t familiar with it.

“What are you having?” I asked him as I skimmed through the entrees and appetizers.

“The steak and bagna cauda … I thought you liked this wine?” He asked, confused at my order of water.

I blanched a bit at his observation but quickly waved him off. “Oh I do, you know that. I just wanted to have the water with my food.” For all he knew, I could be extremely thirsty. I really hoped he wouldn’t push the issue.

Sasuke nodded in understanding. “I’m going to start without you, though.” He warned, taking a sip of his glass.

“That’s fine.” I smiled, wanting him to enjoy himself as much as he could. “I really don’t know what I want… I’m thinking shrimp maybe.”

“The shrimp fra diavolo is good.” He suggested, leaning over to point to it.

“Sounds fancy.” I grumbled. Fancy places were nice, but I was such a simple girl. I had to be annoying Sasuke by now. “Well I’ll just have that. But I want a salad first.”

He leaned back in his seat. “Alright. Mind if I steal your tomatoes?” He asked, watching my reaction carefully.

“I already planned to give them to you.” I admitted sheepishly just before the waitress came with my water and to take our order. Sasuke ordered for both of us thankfully. I didn’t even want to think about trying to pronounce the fancy named food.

“One steak and bagna cauda, shrimp and fra diavolo and a salad with extra tomatoes.” He said, not bothering to look at the waitress.

She took our menus and left then, leaving me to think over how and when I was going to talk to Sasuke about what had been on my mind so much recently. I sighed as I thought about it and knew he was watching me. I knew he wanted to know as badly as I wanted to tell him… but I was a bit fearful of his reaction.

“Sakura, relax.” He chided with a chuckle. “Although, I’m flattered that a date with me can still give you butterflies.”

I couldn’t help but smile at his words, they were true enough but it wasn’t just that tonight. “There’s something I need to… talk to you about.”

“What is it?” He asked, expression turning concerned. “What’s wrong?”

Honestly, I didn’t know what the right words were– or if there were any. I was nervous, even thinking about not telling him right now… but I’d been putting it off for almost two weeks. That was far too long to hold a secret from my husband.

“You remember when I got sick a while back?” I asked first, trying to remain calm and gauging his every reaction.

His eyes widened a bit and he lowered his voice. “You aren’t sick again, are you?” He asked, voice filled with worry.

“Well no…” I trailed off, cleared my throat and stared at my water.

“Tch.” Sasuke huffed before sighing in relief. “Don’t scare me like that. You know how I am when it comes to your health.” He lightly scolded.

“There is something though…” I admitted, still not able to just blurt it out.

“What is it?” He asked, not having a clue. “Is it something bad?”

“That’s just the thing… I’m not really sure.”

Sasuke furrowed his brow. “You’ve lost me … what are you trying to tell me here?”

I shifted in my seat before meeting his eyes and letting the words fall from my lips. “I’m pregnant.”

Sasuke’s body froze and his gaze dropped to my stomach, his eyes widened in shock.

“When I got sick, they put me on antibiotics and I did know they could affect my birth control, but we used other precautions for a couple weeks. You know that. But… somehow… I still got pregnant.” I explained, watching his shocked expression and becoming more worried by the second.

Sasuke closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then he returned his gaze to my stomach, reaching a trembling hand over to grab mine. “You … You’re pregnant?” He whispered, holding my hand tightly.

I nodded, trying not to cry. He wasn’t mad or even disappointed. A bit shocked, but that was understandable. “I am. We’re going to have a baby.”

“We’re going to have a baby.” He repeated, finally looking into my eyes. “We’re going to have a baby.” He said again, breaking out into a grin.

I couldn’t help it then, tears brimmed in my eyes but I grinned just as broadly as he did. “I love you.” I whispered, my heart feeling even fuller now than he’d already made it feel since I’d met him.

He brought my hand to his lips, just holding it there, and looked at me with all the love he could muster. “God, Sakura, I love you.” He whispered, breath hot against my hand. “I can’t believe it … I’m going to be a father.”

“I know… I still can’t believe it.” I giggled then, beyond thrilled that he was this happy. Once again he gave me more reasons to love him.

“Of course, the wine.” He said, almost to himself. “How hadn’t I noticed, this is why you’ve been acting strange. Damn it, my hands won’t stop shaking.”

“I’m sorry… I’ve been thinking of the perfect way to tell you and I felt tonight would be best. Another reason to celebrate as long as you weren’t upset by the news. I’ve been full of nerves too but… I’m so excited to start this new chapter in our lives– together with you. I mean, there’s a part of us growing inside me. It’s crazy, isn’t it?”

Sasuke brought my hand down and held it firmly between his, shaking his head. “I never thought … I never thought I would find someone to love, much less have children. You’ve given me so much and now we’re going to be parents? I– thank you, love.”

“No, thank you… You’ve made me the happiest woman in the world.” I sniffled, wanting to throw myself across the table and into his arms but I wouldn’t cause a scene.

“You make me the happiest man in the world.” He returned and then suddenly pulled out his cell phone. He dialed a number and the other line picked up. “Itachi? You better get your act together because I don’t want my child picking up any of your bad habits… . Yes, you heard right, Sakura and I are having a baby… … Yes … . I know … … One second.” He said and handed the phone over to me. “He wants to talk to you.”

It was nice knowing Sasuke was excited enough to call Itachi immediately, but I hadn’t been expecting to discuss my pregnancy with anyone else so soon. I cleared my throat before greeting Itachi over the phone.

“Hello, Itachi.” I said, unsure of what his reaction would be.

“I’m so happy for you, little sister.” Itachi told me. “This is wonderful news, another Uchiha being brought into the world. I’m certain you will be a magnificent mother.”

“Thank you so much.” I said, unable to form any other words for fear of breaking into serious tears.

“I can’t wait to see the little one, you musn’t let Sasuke stop me from babysitting. I fully intend to spoil this child and pass on all of my great habits.”

I laughed and shook my head just thinking about how Sasuke and Itachi would be when the baby was actually born. “Well, I can’t wait to see how it goes.” I knew Itachi would love our baby deeply, so I certainly would trust him babysitting. But, I wouldn’t be worrying about a babysitter right away. If he wanted to stay over, I wouldn’t argue but for the first few months, my baby wouldn’t be leaving me.

“That is good enough for me.” He said. “I have much more to say, but I am well aware of the date. I’ll let you two get back to your anniversary dinner.”

“Thank you, I’ll let Sasuke tell you bye.” I said before handing the phone back to Sasuke.

He put the phone to his ear and looked at me fondly. “Itachi… .Yeah, I will… … I’ll see you then.” I thought that was the end of it, but he called Naruto next, the blonde screaming on the other line.

Naruto was thrilled that Hinata and I were going to have children around the same age. She’d announced her pregnancy a couple months back. Well, Naruto had done most of the announcing. I was happy to be pregnant along with her as well, but Sasuke and Naruto… well, they were on another level.

I could hear Naruto’s booming voice on the phone from across the table as he told Sasuke he was coming over to celebrate. Sasuke looked like he was going to agree. This news had obviously made him forget what today was.

“Of course, but not tonight, dope.” Sasuke said. “It’s my anniversary.” He ordered and hung up the phone.

Yet again, my love for him grew.

The remainder of our night out was spent in complete happiness. We ate, we laughed, Sasuke eventually moved over to my side of the table and held me as we made promises to be the best parents we could be. We hadn’t been expecting it and we were still young, but we would love this child as much as we loved each other. We would put them before anything else– always.

Things wouldn’t always be easy… maybe they never would be… but we were both eager to have this new member of our family.

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Thanks for reading! This will also be posted on FF under the completed A Walk in the Park story, as will any oneshots written for this story.

-KanaTyy

#sasusaku #Uchiha Sasuke #Uchiha Sakura #Uchiha Family #ssfanfiction #ssfandom #ssfanfic #Sakura #Sasuke #Naruto #A Walk in the Park #ss-tyytyy #kanatyy #sasusaku fanfiction #sasusaku fanfic

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darkzorua100 · 6 years ago

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...I’m starting to think that after this episode, Dr. Kogami was let off pretty generous by SOL Technologies after what he did. I mean yeah he was kinda murdered by them but at least he lived on in the network while Ryoken took pretty good care of his physical body. Honestly I’m surprised they didn’t go after Ryoken, or any of the other Knights for that matter, but that’s a discussion for another time. Now watching Go’s complete 180 during 74, I’m getting Roger flashbacks, especially the whole Sergey sub plot. I knew we were going to be getting people hiveminded going down the line after what happened to Jin, but I was just expecting it only from Lightning’s side. Now we have to worry about SOL brainwashing people too? Oh great, how screwed is Akira now?

The episode starts off with us seeing this giant metal dome inside of SOL Technologies and at first I thought we were seeing Aqua’s cage but nope, it is Go Onizuka, strapped up in VR gear and wires, doing simulation duels against Playmaker, and apparently winning too and my god, he actually did it to himself 0-0 Last time we really saw Go was during his duel against Soulburner where he was basically bitching about how Playmaker and Soulburner are all powerful because they went through the trauma of the Hanoi Project. So what does he do after that? Apparently make his own Lost Incident from the looks of things. Go, what the actual f*ck?! Okay yeah sure, SOL Technologies could have made him do this against his will but with the way the show has be writing Go as of late, I’m 100% sure he did this of his own free will, which I think is now gone. After Go steps out of the dome, and we see him again chasing Earth and Aqua, he’s completely lifeless, not Jin levels of lifeless, but he’s definitely not himself. He’s got the brainwash eyes and everything. He traded muscle for brain power and honestly, it is rather disturbing. Don’t know if this is actually SOL controlling him or the after effects of his Lost Incident but either way, this is just a giant nope from me, especially considering what they could do to Akira now. Queen is speaking next week and I don’t think that a good thing at all now that Akira is technically working with Yusaku’s group. I’m honestly expecting him to get brainwashed now and have a Blue Girl and/or Ghost Girl duel against Akira in the future now.

Oh speaking of which, I love how this episode can go from WTF horror to WTF hilarious instantly. After what Ryoken told Yusaku about how Lightning’s group is monitoring the network, everyone is just meeting each other in real life to inform them of such. Yusaku has Akira meet him in a warehouse to tell him the details, using a voice changer to hide his identity while Takeru is on look out from on top of another warehouse and I’m just laughing so hard at this because my god, this show. Take out the card game element and this show could be something completely different I swear. Also I just love Yusaku and Takeru’s hoodies. Everyone in this show look freaking amazing in hoods. Hey Ryoken, I know you had one when you were younger but do you have another one for your current size? The Disaster Trio looks amazing in hoodies sorry. It is not my fault the show made these three super pretty. Also looking back at it, I think we missed out on Ryoken wearing a hoodie to meet Yusaku and Kusanagi last episode. I mean yeah he had no reason to hide his identity from them but with the way Yusaku screamed his name as “Revolver”, he probably should have. Anyway, potential fanart aside, Akira passes on the information to Emma (who isn’t dead and isn’t making a big deal out of the fact that she was almost shot) and Aoi who make it their goal to find Earth and Aqua to get them on the side of humans. Meanwhile, Yusaku’s groups is also trying to find Earth get him on their side before Lightning can convince him to join his cause who they figured must be searching for Aqua.

Cut on over to Earth and yeah, after lots of searching, and I mean a lot of searching around Link Vrains, he finds Aqua, who indeed was captured by Lightning since she saw through his plans and didn’t want her spilling the beans to the other Ignises. I don’t know if it is because he didn’t have the time, or couldn’t do it himself without another Ignis help (Windy in this case), but I’m wondering why he didn’t just rewrite her code into joining his cause like he was trying to do with Ai? If he had Aqua on his side, Earth would automatically be on his side instead of being outnumber now like he is now after Aqua told Earth the details of her capture. And let me tell you, he was not happy to find out what Lightning has been doing, especially with the whole capturing Aqua thing. I do like how Aqua, with her ability, was just so quickly able to call Lightning out on his bullsh*t XD He’s not going to be to happy to find out that she’s free.

So after the exposition, Go shows up and we get one of the funniest moments of the entire episode. In order to protect Aqua from Go, Earth pushes her to her death and she’s goes failing to hell. Yeah I know Aqua can float and isn’t going to die from this but my god that’s one way to perfect your waifu I guess. I do like to note that when Playmaker and Soulburner go out to search for Earth, they end up splitting up to cover more ground with Soulburner taking the lower areas. I’m willing to bet that Soulburner and Flame are going to end up finding wherever it is that Aqua fell.

So after throwing Aqua overboard, Earth makes Go stick around to duel him. We get the reveal of Go’s change with Playmaker and Ai being witnesses to the it and the battle. Earth takes a pretty good lead and seems to have the most control of the duel until Go Fusion Summons (guess no Synchros from him unless he ends up summoning one next episode) and the episode ends there. While the duel is going on, Aoi decides to log into the Vrains to see if she can do something, putting her into the grand scheme of things going forward, while Emma decides to play the role of Kusanagi for her team.

I can’t go into as much detail as I usually try to do when I feel like there is a lot to take away from a episode, since I have to get ready to leave soon, but I really do like how this episode has set things into motion from two groups on two different levels. Right now, on the higher level, we have Earth and Go fighting it out with Playmaker and Ai observing. On the lower level is Aqua who like I said will probably run into Soulburner and Flame. Blue Girl is also running around, trying to catch up to the top group, and we know from the cast list that Spectre will show up. It makes me wonder if Blue Girl will run into Spectre who tells her to head on down to find Aqua? If Aoi does turn out to be our female Lost Child, Spectre will know that Aoi is Aqua’s partner, since Revolver stated that him and the Knights know the identities of all the Lost Children and their partner Ignis, so maybe the Knights are trying to get the Lost Children to pair up with their respective Ignis in order to keep them from joining Lightning’s side? It would make sense why Spectre would show up to maybe help Earth. I made a comment on the cast list about why Revolver wasn’t in it when Spectre was but if we are currently dividing the groups up, he might actually be down in the lower levels, trying to help Soulburner, Flame, and Aqua when what I guess is either going to be Blood Shepherd or someone from Lightning’s group attacks them. I currently just want to know how far did Aqua fall because there is a level in Link Vrains called Tartarus and that speaks for itself. And if she does end up in Tartarus, oh boy for a whole different reason. Ask the Kingdom Hearts fandom on what I’m referring to there. If we find Aqua with golden eyes, yeah sorry, we got to kill the bitch.

Last few things I like to say. The ED, like the previous one, is changing to reflect the current events. Go looks to have seen better days in one shot before he changes to think he’s Jesus or something. So what’s that say about some of our other characters in the future? I...let’s just say I’m concerned for a certain someone...you all know who I’m talking about. He’s on the sh*t list and you all know it. As for the preview, it takes about how Go has just fallen so badly that yeah...he kinda sold his soul to the devil to defeat Playmaker. Go needs a hobby is all that I’ll say to that, other then the fact that he seriously is just the unlikable version of Zarc. The guy who just wanted to entertain people at the beginning of the show who seriously just lost his mind as it went forward. He might have actually sold his soul to Zarc, card game Satan and all.

...I now have an idea for a one-shot. I don’t know if I will actually write it but the idea is interesting.

#vrains #vrains spoilers #Thoughts #theories

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the-resident-imagines · 7 years ago

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Three Years

Summary: (Based off a prompt given to me by @inlovewith3 )

Can you do an imagine with Conrad where he and the reader are ex lovers and the reader left town with no word now she's back in town after like 3 years as a surgeon. They run into each other and they talk

Pairing: (Conrad/(y/n)) , (Friendship - Nic/(y/n))

Warnings: Does a Broken Heart count? Angst, Generalized stress and anxiety, elevators? (I have a thing against them)

Word count: 1702

A/N: Ok, so I am terrible with romance and stuff but I would say this is a ... start? Haha, either way, I am under the impression that if the woman that I loved left me abruptly like the way you are about to read about, I would probably be pretty pissed. So I kinda channeled that mindset while writing this. That being said, I hope you guys enjoy and feel free to tell me you hate it. XD

(Y/N) knew that coming back was going to end up being a litany of emotions. Three years had gone by, almost to the day. Three years ago, she stood here as a third year surgical resident, with the perfect boyfriend, an amazing group of friends, and just an overall perfect life.

Until the day that she had left. Her fear of commitment ruining everything she had tried so hard to build.

Now here she was, a surgeon. A damn good one at that. She was hoping that she could ace the interview to be able to come back to where it all started for her. To fix everything that she had broken and be able to go back to what it used to be. To come back home.

(Y/N) didn’t know where, or even if any of her friends, her crew, were still here. Maybe some of them had drifted away after she made her sudden and abrupt leave. She couldn’t blame them if none of them wanted to see her again, even if they were still all here. She also knew that she couldn’t worry about that right now. She had spent too much time dwelling in those thoughts on the flight when she should have been focusing on how to impress the person who was about to hire her.

She did still kind of hope that she would run into someone.

She walked the familiar path to the elevators, her heels already irritating the bottoms of her soles. She’d stupidly worn them on the flight, so she should have known that they would hurt. Especially by now. The elevator slid open as she approached, as a family exited it. She slid into it and settled herself into the back corner, leaning against the railing to try and take some of the weight off her feet. She leaned forward and pressed the button for the fifth floor then leaned back again. She pulled her phone out and forced her attention to a couple of the notifications.

Somebody slid an arm into the doors right before they shut, forcing them back open, allowing the person in. She finished the post she was reading, before she looked up to the second individual resting against the side wall of the elevator, facing away from her.

The man was a little taller than her, which really wasn’t saying much. His hair was a controlled chaos that comes from years of practice. He was tapping out a rhythm on his blue scrub pants, his other hand came up and rubbed a hand through the messy blonde locks. His jacket that rested on his shoulders was a dull grey, probably just to keep him warm in the cold climate of the hospital.

She knew though. The moment he had stepped foot into the elevator. The cologne that she had spent a full two years picking on him about because she could never find it in stores. The smell that never really lifted from the jacket she stole from him. It was him, the perfect boyfriend.

Conrad Hawkins.

She could only gawk as the elevator doors opened and he strolled out without a glance at her. Her heart pounded as the doors closed again.

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The interview was just like every other interview that she had experienced in her lifetime. She had been nervous (that sort of run in in the elevator, did not help those nerves,) but she was also confident. She was a good surgeon. Hell, a great one. All she wanted was that opportunity to come back home. Back to Chastain.

She was walking around the fourth floor, where Conrad had gotten off at before. Hoping to find a trace of him somewhere. She had been walking for a few moments before she stopped at a nurses station, a familiar face staring down at the charts in her hand. (Y/N) cleared her throat hoping to garner Nic’s attention. It did just that, startling the young blonde from her thoughts.

“I’m sor- oh my god, (Y/N)?” Nic asked incredulously, stepping closer to the counter, a welcoming smile on her face.

“In the flesh.” (Y/N) responded, shrugging her arms sarcastically, “or at least that's the name they call me.”

Nic rounded the corner, throwing herself at (Y/N), “You look so good,” Nic pulled away, “and where have you been? What are you doing here?”

“Nic, I promise that I’ll answer any questions, but how about over dinner? Tonight?” (Y/N) suggested, pulling away from Nic and gripping her arms in her hands affectionately.

Nic nodded her head at the offer. “Sounds good, where at?”

“How about that place we all used to go? Is your phone number still the same?” (Y/N) asked.

“Yes and yes. So since you obviously didn’t stop by to talk, is there anything I can help you with?” Nic asked, a joking smirk on her face. She grabbed the previously forgotten chart from the other side of the counter.

(Y/N)’s smile never wavered as she watched Nic round up everything that she needed, before turning her attention back to (Y/N). “Actually, so you think you can point me towards Conrad?” A sheltered look suddenly appeared on Nic’s face, and (Y/N) backtracked. “I have a lot of people that I have to apologize to.”

Nic smiled a sad smile, “A little bit, you leaving hurt a lot of people.”

(Y/N) felt a tug at her heart, “I know, but I left him to wake up alone. I owe every single person that I left an apology, but I really owe him one, please?”

Nic sighed, the chart dropping to her side. “He’s probably in the lounge, his shift just ended.” (Y/N) smiled, and began to walk off, knowing that she would see Nic later on. She stopped as Nic called out to her again.

“(Y/N), its been rough around her recently, especially for him.” Nic formed her next words carefully. “He’s not the same as when you left him.” (Y/N)’s heart sank as she continued to smile at Nic.

“Thanks Nic.”

Muscle memory-guided her towards the lounge. She still was unable to recognize most of the people that she walked past. She was lost in her own thoughts as she continued her trek, navigating the hallways like she was just running through them yesterday, causing trouble all while saving the day. Most of the time.

Turning one of the final corners, she ran right into someone. Reaching out, she grabbed onto the shoulders of the person in front of her. Partly for her own stability, partly to offer a genuine apology to the victim of her clumsiness. She looked up from the stubble covered chin and into the eyes of the person and was shocked to see the man she was looking for.

Based on the expression that fluttered across his face, she felt it was safe to assume that the feeling was mutual. It clearly was not the only thing he felt by seeing her, being in (Y/N)’s grips. It didn’t take long for him to slip into a more neutral expression, a slight shit-eating grin that almost hid everything that his eyes were clearly displaying for the world.

He didn’t offer any words, instead, he slipped from the grasp, he shook his head once then spun on his heel, away from her and back down the hallway he came from. She followed. “Conrad.”

He ignored her the first time, and then when she tried again. It was only after she stopped, and yelled at, him did he stopped. He didn’t turn to her, instead, he stood there staring at the wall in front of him. “Conrad, I’m sorry. Please, just talk to me.”

He shook his head, “There isn’t anything to be said, (Y/N).”

She took a step forward, like a predator hunting its prey. “Look, I know, I messed up. Badly.” Conrad made a noise, somewhere between a chuckle and a sigh.

“That doesn’t really cover it all.”

“Look at me Conrad, please let me apologize.”

The two stood in silence for a few moments before he turned to her, slowly. She was startled to see the pain that stood out most on his face. The type of pain that only came from losing someone that you loved. “Ok, apologize to me. Tell me that you're sorry for leaving, and then leave again-”

She felt the tears well up in your eyes as the anger began to drown the pain. “Conrad, please-” the plead fell quietly from her mouth as he took another step closer to her. His finger pointing at her, trembling with emotion.

“No, you have no right coming back here after you,” the words got stuck in his throat as he looked at the woman that he used to love. That a part of him still did. She looked about as close to crying as he felt, and suddenly his anger quelled, knowing that anything he said now would only be said out of the anger and shock that he felt. So instead he dropped his hand and took the step back. “I loved you, (Y/N). You left. I had to stay behind and try to pick up all the pieces.”

He took another step back as he came up to the next turn in the hall. “Right now is not a good time, and I don’t know if there will ever be a right time. So I’m sorry that you didn’t feel like you could trust me to help you through whatever you were going through, but I don’t think I can ever accept an apology for that.”

“Conrad, let me try, please-” Her hand reached for him, but stopped short as he took another step away from her.

“I was going to ask you to marry me, (Y/N). I still have the ring.”

He left the conversation with that as he backed off, allowing one more glance at her before he scurried away as quickly as he could.

Leaving (Y/N) to her thoughts and an empty hospital corridor, tears streaming down her face.

fin

#The Resident #The Resident on Fox #The Resident (2018)#Conrad Hawkins #Nicolette Nevin #(Y/N)#Romance #Angst #Conrad/(y/n)#Nic&(y/n)#TayWritesTheResident #The Resident Imagines #The Resident Fanfiction #Fanfiction

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shiroe-is-my-baby · 7 years ago

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Mysterious Feeling

Summary: Ashley always starts her morning with a quick visit to see a good friend. She never stays for long, not out of trying. But today she would witness a sign that would change her mind about everything she’s ever known about herself. And it all started with a look.

Ship: from blood to lust and love

W: self-insert x canon

((Note: This is my first time writing for black butler in a long time. Please, bear with me. But I really enjoyed writing this, and I hope to continue soon! Don’t worry about the stale relationships, everything is a slow process. Also my character development is big in this, so if it seems struggling now that’s because it’s supposed to be!))

@self-shipping-angel (i hope you’re okay with how i wrote things, if not i can always change them XD)

Soft hums fell past my lips as I trailed my finger over the rim of my cup. Steam flittered from it, wafting my senses and warming me up before I could even taste it. The tea was freshly brewed, of course, but I wasn’t allowed to touch a cup for myself until much later. This was a reheated one, which I couldn’t expect much less for someone like me. I don’t even work here at the manor, I’m only visiting a friend.

My eyes danced across the beautiful table in front of me, fingers dancing across the cool design. It definitely serves its purpose of being top quality, which is nothing less of what I would expect in a gorgeous mansion. I could only wish to live at such a nice estate like this, but I have definitely visited some a couple times in the past.

Whether it be lonely businessmen or someone just below a rich prince of some kind, but I could never be so lucky to snag that. Besides, it doesn’t last for long, only for one day. Enough for me to quench my thirst.

I sighed, placing my palm against my cheek as I rested against it. The only thing I had to observe was the paper. It was a couple days old, one that was thrown out and allowed for my hands to touch. I rolled my eyes, flipping through and taking a sip of the tea. God damn, it was it delicious. I couldn’t say anything, but I knew that it would be absolutely perfect.

Almost… inhumanly perfect.

I lifted my eyebrows when I heard a familiar voice chirp up, as loud as they could be given the time of day.

“Ashley! You’re here!” Sayeko grinned, bouncing down to give me a quick hug.

“Morning, Sayeko! I’m sorry to drop by like this, but…”

“Are you kidding? You always drop by like this.”

I giggled, nodding my head in agreement. We both laugh in unison, knowing that there was no way that I was going to deny that fact.

I always come to the Phantomhive Manor to visit my friend. She works as a maid here since I met her, and at first it bothered me a little bit. Both for who she works for and who she works with. I didn’t mind coming to visit her every day, but sometimes it means having to come face to face with certain characters. Some that like me and others that… don’t.

“Sebastian was actually kind today,” I mumbled, “Made me my own cup.”

I motioned towards the cup in my hand, lifting it up to drink out of.

“Oh, really? That was very kind of him.”

“It wasn’t out of kindness. I was merely trying to make sure things were quiet this morning. What with that scene that you pulled the last time.”

Sayeko jumped out of her skin the moment Sebastian announced his arrival behind us. Me, on the other hand, knew that he was there. I could feel him creeping like a bug, drawing nearer with every breath. I narrowed my eyes and glanced over my shoulder, seeing that tight, narrowed eyed look he gives me every day. I’ve grown used to it now, especially since I know that neither of us will ever see eye to eye perfectly.

We merely co-exist as well as we can to make things civil. Not that we have to, entirely anyway, but it’s better for both of us that way. The first day that I was introduced to him I could practically feel my skin peeling off from his glare alone. The vibrations bouncing off of him were quite strong, then yet again so were my own.

But a mutual understanding grew from that day on. So long as I stay out of his way and he stays out of mine, we’ll be fine. But there’s just one thing that makes things a little dififcult.

The girl sitting right beside me.

My best friend.

“Morning, Seb,” I mumbled.

“Good morning.”

Sayeko was smiling, even though her cheeks were red. I couldn’t point it out to her that she was being obvious, well… to me at least. It wasn’t even fair for me to say that given my nature. It made my own private little joke a lot funnier.

Crossing my legs, I beamed over at Sebastian with a fake smile. He saw right through me, but only lifted a mere eyebrow when Sayeko turned away. The two of us continued with our tea, chatting about our days to come. I usually stretch the truth a little bit for me, but that’s only whenever I’m not showing up full. Like I am today. Last night I had hunted, thankfully, just in time to get some relaxing in.

It was a tough night, but I was full enough to last a few months at best. That’s only a bad night for me. I try to keep the truth from my friends, only because I knew that relationships with humans are only temporary. Humans only last their own lifetimes, and even if I could grow similar bonds... I’m not the kind to want to push myself away from connections like that even with this fact, but I also find some way to keep some things quiet.

It would complicate things anyway. Relationships always complicated things, even with my own kind.

“Ashley, maybe you’d like to come with me to town? I have to get some things for Master Ciel,” Sayeko said with a grin, looking to Sebastian silently for approval.

I sat my tea cup down, and laced my fingers together as I leaned up on the table. My dress clattered against it, showing just how flashy it was. Definitely not something that you wear to the estate, but it is what I would wear.

“May I please go, Sir?” I asked with a fake accent.

Since this was the longest that I’ve been in England, flittering around a lot before I came to stay here for a much longer time. After the connections I made here, I ended up staying, which is why the way I speak is more relaxed and a bit southern at times. Because before I made the decision to come abroad for a different… taste… I was originally coming from a place of more… southern background.

“I suppose she could keep you company, so long as she doesn’t distract you. I will know if the two of you take longer than needed,” He responded.

Then, he flicked passed me to grasp my cup that was still half full in front of me, placing it with the other dishes to be done by the staff. “You should work on that, Miss Ashley,” He mumbled, and I could feel the fire on his tongue. Our eyes met and I could see the glimmer of red that flashed upon them.

Not something to scare me, but it did tell me that I should probably calm down. It’d be different if I was teasing in the human way, but I’m not. He knows me way too well for that even though we’ve barely spoken aside from promises not to kill each other.

“I’ll be sure to make things quick. I do have many things to… attend to,” Sayeko mumbled, “Come on, Ashley. I just need to get my coat.”

I nodded, hopping off of my chair and quickly giving a goodbye nod to Seb.

That was how I ended up taking a morning stroll along the street with Sayeko, helping her run some errands. There was so much she had to do. I knew that she had her business with the Phantomhive kid, but this was a bit excessive. I ended up helping her carry a few bags, which didn’t last long until Sebastian was sweeping in to help.

“Oh! Hello! I didn’t- I thought… Master Ciel needed…”

“Didn’t he tell you, Sayeko? He’ll always be around,” I mumbled, narrowing my eyes again.

Sayeko lifted her brows a bit, but Sebastian was quick to steer away the conversation. Knowing those fucking eyes could come to good use now. Someone’s a bit conceited, but, then again… I can be the same way. We don’t need to be when we have our natural heightened looks and charm. Unhumanly charm, but still.

“The young master sent me to gather some things as well that he had forgotten. Don’t let it trouble you. Here, let me help you with these. Miss Ashley, if you’d like to leave Sayeko in my care. We really must be on our way.”

Oh, he was fucking smooth.

Real fucking smooth.

My blood boiled from the inside as I watch Sayeko smile, and I couldn’t help but feel jealous. Sebastian does end up getting all the attention, and I know exactly why. It’s easy for me to tell and pick up on that energy. But I’m only jealous because of the simple fact that he always wins. No matter if he’s right or wrong, he will most likely win. That could be because she doesn’t know our truths, but also because of that charm.

That, and I am just naturally a jealous person. I’m jealous and sometimes possessive, which was never really a personality trait until I opened my mind to human relationships. But it’s nowhere near the capacity of others. None at all.

I suffered through it, smiling kindly and thanking Sebastian for helping her.

Sayeko waved, giving me a quick hug as the man tugged her forward. “I’ll see you later, Ashley! Have a good day, okay? Same time tomorrow?” She asked.

I nodded, waving before she could get lost in the crowd of people.

Once she was gone, I huffed a sigh and let my shoulders fall a bit. My eyebrows folded inwardly, and I cursed Sebastian’s name under my breath. It was thick and fiery, hissing off my tongue. I knew that now he was gone it meant nothing, but I wanted to do it none the less.

Wiping off my hands on my skirt, I adjusted the clothes to look more fitting and showing a bit more cleavage. It was time for me to get a move on with my day. Now that I was full and clear of skin and wrinkles, I could do anything with so much energy. I wanted to start this by doing some shopping and getting to know a few fresh faces.

Maybe find a job for my cover. Or just something to pass the time.

I started off down the road, my heels clicking against the ground as I walked. Taking on a new form as a bright and cheerful member of society, I started my shopping. Just getting a few new dresses that were more appropriate for the manor to show Sebastian that I can be such. Even though, appropriate is a funny word for something like myself.

While I was doing some quick window shopping, I noticed a faint flicker of some kind out of the corner of my eye. The feeling that came over me next was a familiar one. It was dark and looming, similar to my own whenever Sebastian is around. It’s something that I learn to feed off of, catching the source rather quickly. It’s a great way to access threats in the best way that I can, but it’s not always accurate.

I lifted my brows and turned around, glancing through the crowds of people around me. Passerby’s paid me no mind, aside from the occasional eye lift from people who were weak enough to feel my natural pheromones. I narrowed my eyes, looking through the crowd closer and ignoring everything else. Until I found it. The same glimmer that happened again, but this time… I caught a pair of eyes behind it.

My eyes fell on the figure rather quickly, and I only had a moment to catch the lingering gaze of a man. Tall and slender with nice looking features from what I could gather. I used my senses to somewhat slow down everything else around me enough to take inventory on the man’s features. Because he was beautiful. In every sense of the word.

I knew the moment I laid eyes on him, and saw that look in his eyes, that I was staring at a demon. Not just any demon, in fact. A demon that was after my own heart. I didn’t want to use that term, considering I technically didn’t have one at all. But… none the less… he was absolutely beautiful. But most demons are, except this type of beauty is the kind that I never witness. The kind that seems to be above all others. A kind that I will never see again.

I knew that all in one second of staring. One second of seeing that expressionless face and knowing the darkness that lingered behind it. The two of us seemed to have some kind of connection, or that might have just been me. It’s very rare that someone like me takes a liking to someone of their own kind in this way. But I felt the familiar tingling of my body, casting down below in a way that was… dangerous.

I wasn’t hungry. No I just had a feast to last me a month. This was pure, white hot lust. I hadn’t felt this in a long time. Sometimes I feel it towards humans that approach me, and I’m not looking for anything in particular but a fun time. This was similar, but different knowing that I was doing so to my own kind. It was interesting since I’ve only done this one other time.

I knew in that moment that I needed to have this man, whoever he was. He was going to be important somehow. I hated using that term, but I knew in the back of my mind that he would be. No man, and definitely no demon, makes me feel this way and gets away.

I made that promise the second our eyes disconnected, and a carriage quickly strolled passed. By the time it was gone, so was the man. I felt strange, lost almost. Now that he wasn’t there, I felt the need to chase after him. A stranger who I was unsure of, but I knew that I should.

After all, he is another demon. It would be wise of me to know who he is, right? I chuckled to myself, biting my bottom lip.

“Yes… yes it would be,” I mumbled to myself.

Then, I disappeared into thin air, heading back to the manor for one last pester of Sayeko and the others.

The man’s face never left my mind. It was an odd feeling to have, because I never chased anyone that wasn’t food or sustenance for me. This was going to be completely out of turn for me, but it seemed like fun. And I was never one to give up on a challenge.

#self insert #self ship #self insert writing #otp: from blood to lust and love #my writing #fic #fanfic #fanfiction #i dunno fi this turned out okay but #here yah go lololol #self insert x canon

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martxoa · 7 years ago

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Why Yes, I Have Written a Fanfic of a Fanfic: The Fanfic.

Okay, a bit of background: @ariabauer wrote The Ultimate Coffee Shop AU, which I highly recommend. It is literally a coffee shop AU of Laura as a barista playing matchmaker by manufacturing various coffee shop AU tropes for its patrons. Which is as fluffy as it sounds.

There’s a brief cameo of Elle/Danny (my personal favorite crackship) because, and I’m paraphrasing, ‘you spent so long working on it that when I needed ships I thought ‘yes, this amuses me let’s do it.’ xD Which I appreciated.

I mentioned in the comments that I was half tempted to write a little spinoff of it and I kind of...well here ya go. A brief telling of the Coffee Shop AU from Elle’s POV.

(For the record, none of this is canon to the fic it was inspired by. This was something I wrote last night because I had writer’s block.)

Lastly, thanks again to Aria for the cameo who like...I hope won’t find me writing this...too weird...? :P Fic under the cut:

Elle liked the coffee and it was on her way to study group in the library.

That was the only reason she still went to her ex girlfriend’s coffee shop.

Her roommates liked to tease her. Well, Charlotte--Emily was too nice to continue after the first time Elle pushed them away with a grumpy, “quit it guys.”

“Sorry.”

“Oh come on, Elle, it’s funny,” Charlotte caught back up with her again and gently bumped her hip. “You broke up with Carmilla and you still show up every month to flirt with her.”

“I do not flirt with her,” Elle huffed.

“Then why do you always talk to her and not the other girl?”

“Who, Laura?” Elle stopped and started laughing. “Guys, she’s terrible at making coffee. It’s kind of funny. I don’t know why she works there. Once Carmilla wasn’t at the counter and Laura made my coffee and I’m pretty sure that she didn’t even know what I ordered. She just threw a bunch of stuff in a cup and then threw sprinkles on it. The only thing she understood was ‘sprinkles.’”

“I don’t know, maybe they just don’t have enough people to work there?” Emily suggested. “She’s really nice. I’ve gone in a few times during her shift.”

Elle nodded. The three girls stopped in front of the shop and Elle turned to face them.

“I like the coffee,” she stated. “That is it. I swear. Besides, I’m pretty sure Laura is like, really into her anyway.”

Of course she was nice to Carmilla at the counter. It made things less awkward for both of them. But that didn’t necessarily mean she was flirting.

“She is?” Emily gasped. “Oh, that would actually be kind of nice, wouldn’t it?”

“Everytime I talk to Carmilla she stares at me like I kicked her puppy.” Elle shrugged and turned away from them. “I’ll meet you guys at the library, unless you want coffee.”

“No, we’re good,” Charlotte answered. “We get ours at Starbucks. See you Elle.”

“You know Starbucks is like, fake hipster now!” Elle called after them. She laughed a little to herself before she walked into Carmilla and Laura’s store.

Elle walked to the counter. There was a little bell and she tapped it, turning around and looking at the store.

She always felt a little...strange being in there. The coffee was great--well, if Carmilla made it--but it was always full of couples. More than any other place she’d ever been to. Everyone was paired up with somebody except for, Elle noticed, one lady sitting near the aisle. Which was new.

She was a girl with long red hair tied up in a braid, swiping away at something on a tablet with a coffee in hand. She looked totally serene, smiling softly at whatever she was reading. Elle found herself watching her for a few moments.

“Hey Elle! What can I get you?”

Elle was startled out of watching Cute Redhead Coffee Girl by Laura. “Oh! Um, hey Laura.”

“Hello, Elle. What can I get ya’?”

She tilted her head a little. “No Carmilla today?”

“Busy,” she answered curtly, still smiling cheerfully. Elle frowned a little.

“Oh. Okay. I’ll have my usual iced chocolate mocha with a shot of espresso topped with whipped cream and rainbow sprinkles.”

“Coming right up!”

She disappeared to make the coffee. Elle waited with some trepidation. Laura finally walked back out, holding the coffee.

“There you go.”

Elle took it. It wasn’t as perfect as when Carmilla made it, but it was definitely not undrinkable. “Thank you,” Elle said politely. She dropped her money into Laura’s hand, turning around and beginning to walk out. She was going to pass right by Redhead Girl, and Elle tried not to look at her. She didn’t want to be weird.

“Oh, Elle, wait! I forgot your sprink--”

She felt Laura hit her, sending Elle flying. Elle felt like she had been tackled from behind in a game of football. She braced herself for hitting the floor.

Except she didn’t.

Because she landed in someone’s lap. The iced coffee fell all over both of them and Elle spluttered, wiping at her face.

“What just happ--”

Elle opened her eyes and completely forgot what she was saying.

The girl was looking down at her. Coffee was staining the front of her baseball jacket, and her face was turning bright red.

“I’ll go get you a new drink,” Laura said, turning around. Elle thought that maybe she heard a hint of smugness in Laura’s voice.

She really, really didn’t care at the moment.

Because the girl was looking at her. Right at her.

“Uh...hi,” she stated.

“Hi.”

They stared at each other for another beat before Elle realized what was happening.

“Oh my God I’m so sorry!” Elle scrambled out of her lap, ending up on the floor. She looked up at the girl, smiling sheepishly. “You have coffee all over you. I didn’t get your tablet wet, did I?”

She smiled. “No, you’re good--here.” She held out her hand and Elle took it. Her hand was warm and a little wet from the coffee. Elle stood up.

“My name is Elle, by the way.”

“Danny Lawrence.”

��Sheridan. I mean, my last name is Sheridan. Since you gave me your last name and I didn’t give you mine. My full name is Elle Sheridan.”

Danny unzipped her baseball jacket, revealing a soft cotton flannel. She shrugged the jacket off.

“Did you want to sit?” Danny asked.

“I have a study group,” Elle said, before she could stop herself.

“Oh. Okay…”

Laura wasn’t back with the coffee yet. Elle shifted in place uncomfortably, her throat dry.

“I’m a brit lit major,” Elle added, trying to figure out what to say. Danny’s face lit up.

“Hey, I’m an English major! I’m a TA for Professor Cochrane.”

And the moment she saw Danny’s smile light up, Elle knew she would sacrifice a test grade for this.

“Actually, you know what, I feel good about my next test.” Elle sat down. “So, you come here often?”

It was a terrible line, which Elle realized right after she said it, but Danny leaned in and had no problem with it.

“Elle, I have your coffee!” Laura walked back to the table. “Here you go.”

“Right, thanks,” Elle answered absentmindedly, fumbling with her hand behind her, not even bothering to look back. She finally managed to grab the coffee and put it down on the table. She kept talking to Danny for a few minutes until Danny sighed, looking at her jacket again.

“I should probably get this washed,” she said. “I think there’s a laundromat near here.”

“Yeah, I should do that too,” Elle grabbed her blouse, which was clinging from the wetness. “I can come with you?”

Danny tilted her head and smirked. “Don’t you need clothes to, you know, change into?”

Elle blushed. “Y-yeah, of course--”

“I mean I definitely wouldn’t complain, but I would think you would want to bring some.”

Elle bit her lip. Danny rubbed the back of her neck.

“Sorry. I was joking. Too risque?”

“I think that was just the right amount, to be honest.”

Danny coughed and took a sip of her coffee.

“You know,” Elle added, “I mean...I live with a couple of roommates and we have a washing machine in our apartment. If you don’t want to spend the money.”

Danny’s face turned a shade darker and Elle shook her head.

“I mean you’d literally just be doing your laundry, gosh. You’re cute but you’re not that cute.”

Danny’s eyes widened. She got up, grabbing her tablet.

“That’s really nice of you,” Danny said carefully. “I would...yeah, I guess that wouldn’t hurt.”

Elle grinned. She bit the knuckle of her thumb as Danny turned and started to leave before she followed Danny.

As it turned out, Elle lied. Right before Danny left her apartment, she couldn’t resist slipping her number into the pocket of her now clean jacket before she left. So it was a little more than laundry. But only a little.

It turned into a club that met in the library. The Laura Hollis Matchmaking Club. Elle didn’t really want to join.

“Danny, do you understand how awkward it is to try and get my ex girlfriend together with a new girlfriend?”

“Listen, Elle, you don’t have to do anything.” Danny grabbed Elle’s shoulders and gave her a quick kiss. “But Laura is my friend and I need to do this for her.”

Elle pouted.

“I mean, don’t I owe Laura?” Danny grinned. “If it wasn’t for her I wouldn’t have the best girlfriend in the world.”

“Flattery will get you nowhere, Lawrence,” Elle mumbled, trying to look stern even as Danny kept kissing down the side of her face. She finally gave in. “Besides, I still think it's weird. Laura is playing God. That's strange.”

“Mm-hm, and you're complaining?”

“You know what? Hand me my jacket.”

“You're coming?”

“To support my girlfriend? Sure. Besides, maybe playing Cupid will be fun.”

Of course, Elle’s suggestions were not exactly well received at first.

“Alright, operation Hollstein Coffee Shop AU is a go,” LaFontaine said, writing on a whiteboard. “We're going to do a flow chart. Any ideas?”

Elle raised her hand.

“Uh...Sheridan.”

“Blow something up,” Elle suggested.

LaFontaine grinned at her, giving her an air high five.

“No, we are not blowing anything up!” Perry gasped.

“I'm not saying anyone should get hurt,” Elle protested. “Just something for them to bond over. Danny?”

Her girlfriend, arm slung around Elle’s shoulders, looked away from her.

“Really, sweetheart?”

“Elle, you just think it'd be funny to have something blow up in Carmilla's face.”

“If you have any better ideas--”

“Lawrence, control your woman,” Mel said. “Seriously.”

“That's sexist,” Elle and Danny answered at the same time.

“I'm just saying the ex girlfriend shouldn’t have a huge say in this, you know?”

“Bros, why don’t we just get them to share a brownie or something?” Kirsch suggested. “It worked for me and SJ!”

Everyone else agreed. Elle rolled her eyes but didn’t argue. It was decided that they would be the ones that would come in at the end of a shift, and get a brownie. Then it was up to them to figure out how to get Laura and Carmilla to split it.

“How do you want to do this, Elle?” Danny whispered at their table.

“Leave it to me. I’ll just pretend to be sick.”

Danny raised an eyebrow. “Alright. Just be careful not to like...make it look too fake.”

Elle looked at Danny. She pushed the coffee away from her and coughed a little.

“Elle?”

“I’m fine I just--ack, ack!--suddenly feel a little--” She covered her mouth and kept coughing.

Danny’s eyes widened. She leaned back a little as Elle groaned, clutching her stomach. Her coughing got more and more dramatic until she was practically turning red.

Laura walked back to the table. “Hey, guys, so I have your brown--Elle? Are you okay?”

“Oh God, suddenly my stomach is just--ugh,” she finally slumped over in her chair, still moaning.

“...Elle, isn’t feeling well,” Danny said. “I think I’m going to help get her home.”

“Oh,” Laura frowned. “Feel better, Elle.”

“Thank--ack--you Laura,” Elle wheezed.

“Do you want me to wrap up--”

“Don’t even bother,” Danny interrupted, getting up and helping Elle to her feet. “Why don’t you split it with Carmilla?”

Laura looked back at the counter, where Carmilla was watching events unfold with a perplexed expression.

“I...guess…”

“Great cool see you Hollis!”

Danny dragged Elle out as she continued pretending to be on the verge of projectile vomiting. People were starting to look. Someone stared at them both, and Danny responded with a sheepish smile.

“Uh...don’t have what she’s having,” Danny advised, before pulling her straight out of the shop.

As soon as they were outside Elle straightened up, flipped her hair back into place, and smiled sweetly.

“And done.”

“You are unbelievable.”

“In a good way though, right? Hold on, I want to see if it worked--I think it did.”

Laura and Carmilla were standing at the counter together, sharing the brownie. But it didn’t look like they were doing anything else.

“Great,” Elle said. “Now can we try blowing something up?”

Danny put her arm around Elle. “Can we just go home now?”

“Depends which one you’re talking about.”

Danny leaned in, kissing Elle quickly. Elle leaned in after Danny when she pulled back.

“My place is closer,” Danny answered. “You want to see who can get there faster?”

Elle grinned. She pushed Danny as she ran past her, and Danny laughed before chasing after her.

The brownie didn’t work.

Kirsch and SJ tried the music thing, which also didn’t end up working, mostly because none of them could, no matter how hard they tried, find a genre of music Carmilla and Laura both liked. Although they did see Laura force Carmilla into a quick, goofy waltz behind the counter before Carmilla stopped, which they considered a win.

After months of work, everyone had come up with a plan. Everyone except--

“Seriously, blow something up.”

“Will you stop suggesting explosions?!” Perry exclaimed.

Everyone else shushed her. It was a library, after all.

“Well, nothing else we’re doing has worked,” Elle answered, pouting. “Laura doesn’t take this long to get a couple together. This calls for drastic measures.”

“I still think you just want to drench your ex girlfriend in coffee or something,” Elsie pointed out.

“And if you guys have any more ideas you’re free to try those instead.”

Everyone looked at each other. LaFontaine sighed.

“Alright, Sheridan, if you want to give it a shot feel free.”

Elle looked at everyone. She jumped out of her seat, grabbed the marker from LaFontaine, and started writing on the whiteboard.

“Okay, I call this Operation Coffee Machine Blow Up. LaFontaine, you’ve seemed onboard with the plan from the beginning and I appreciate it, so you get to sabotage the machine…”

Elle planned everything that particular time, so she stayed away from its actual execution. Still, she couldn’t stand not seeing it happen, so she stayed at a table near the front, away from the counter, keeping her head bowed.

Danny distracting Laura: Check.

Perry keeping Carmilla preoccupied: Check.

LaFontaine gleefully messing with the coffee machine: Check. All according to plan.

When Carmilla and Laura head back to the counter, Carmilla pulled Laura in by the apron, Laura brushed some cocoa powder on her shoulder, and for a moment all of the people for Operation Hollstein held their breath at the thought that maybe they wouldn’t need to blow anything up after all. Elle rolled her eyes when they broke apart.

Elle caught the eye of the others and they all shared a really? Look of annoyance. Elle caught Laura trying to give Danny a thumbs up, almost catching LaFontaine waving their arms.

Then all Hell broke loose.

“Carmilla! Laura’s going to blow us all up!”

Elle had to admit this about her ex girlfriend; she’d broken up with her because she didn’t seem to care about anything. She’d never seen Carmilla care more than when she jumped to Laura’s side, furiously pressing buttons and trying to stop the machine. When it didn’t work, Carmilla grabbed Laura and heroically saved her from the scalding hot steam as they both landed on the ground.

She couldn’t help herself; Elle jumped up, running to Danny’s side to try and see what was happening on the ground.

Carmilla and Laura were kissing, covered head to toe with lukewarm coffee. Elle had expected to feel a sense of elation, a sort of revenge joy in seeing her ex girlfriend drenched.

Instead she felt something different. The same happy feeling she’d expected but...not because Carmilla had to deal with a broken coffee machine.

She was happy for her.

Happy that Carmilla managed to get her own coffee shop AU. Happy that the girl she’d been helping make other people fall in love for months had finally realized she wanted to make Carmilla love her too.

She was so stunned at the revelation that she didn’t even say anything as everyone else started cheering when they got up. She said nothing as LaFontaine explained their plan and nothing as Danny talked about wanting to return the favor. Elle didn’t say anything as Carmilla pulled Laura in again and everyone started congratulating each other with high fives and friendly pats on the back.

“Hey, Elle!”

She was snapped out of it by Perry, shaking her hand. “I want to say that well...that turned out to be a good plan, after all. Sorry for dismissing it every time it came up.”

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Carmilla was watching. Elle swallowed.

“Yeah, well, thank you. What can I say? Maybe I should find my own coffee shop to play Cupid in.”

Perry laughed, going back to talk to LaFontaine. Danny looked back to Elle, taking her hand.

“Hey, Cupid in training,” Danny said teasingly, kissing her on the cheek, “want to head out and celebrate?”

“Uh, I’ll meet you outside.”

Danny looked confused, but she agreed. Elle looked back at Carmilla, walking up to the counter.

“Carmilla?”

She turned away from Laura. “Elle. Should have guessed you’d have the world’s most extra plan.”

“Look, I just wanted to say...congratulations, okay?” She looked at Laura. “And, um, thank you. You guys deserve this. Really.”

Laura smiled. “Thanks, Elle. I was especially happy with your match.”

Elle nodded quickly before she turned and was about to go.

“Hey, Elle,” Carmilla called after her. Elle looked back.

“You deserve this too.”

Elle smiled.

“But also, fuck you for coming up with blowing up the coffee machine.”

Laura hit Carmilla lightly and scolded her for the language. Elle laughed. She gave Carmilla a joking salute and went back to find Danny.

“What was that?” Danny asked.

“Just basking in the glory of my own success,” Elle grabbed Danny’s hand. “You know when I become famous and start setting up millionaires with my patented ‘explosion’ technique, I want you to know you’ll always come first.”

Danny snorted. “You are always so extra.”

“Hey, be nice,” Elle answered, pouting. “If I think we’re starting to have problems, who knows what will happen to the washing machine next time you use it.”

“You are lucky you’re cute.”

“Yes. Yes I am. But I’m more lucky to be dating you.”

“It wasn’t luck, it was Laura Hollis,” Danny pointed out.

Elle shook her head fondly, sighing as she pulled Danny away.

#fanfic #lol this was kind of fun #ellanny

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stargleeksil-blog · 7 years ago

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Criminal Minds S06E21 “The Stranger” review - or more aptly named, funny and twisted in the same episode? Hells yes, we’re back on track XD I love this!

Episode 21 – The Stranger

Hey everyone! So last time was uberly weird, and depressing and emotional ... I need a reprieve, so let’s hope this has slightly more humoristic scenes with my three faves (Derek, Spence and Penelope) and more Rossi sarcasm, because I need it direly.

Let’s see what happens.

“Unnecessary. There’s too much blood and gore and ew.”

And that is why me and her are so perfect for each other.

“Garcia, it’s a slasher film. How do you do a slasher film without violence?”

“You imply it.”

“Baby the movie is called Slice 6. What were you expecting?”

“A refreshing beverage with a twist of comedy.”

“I’m gonna have nightmares for a week.”

“With everything that we do and see on a daily basis, that got to you?”

“Listen, newb, you may be all Sigourney Weaver ass-kicking tough, which is awesome, but the mystical mavens of innocence like myself jump at things that go bump in the night.”

So I don’t need to even comment on this, because the dialogue does it for me XD

“Why are you worried? I’m sure that Morgan will protect you.”

“As long as he’s not jumping out of his chair like a prepubescent schoolgirl.”

WHAT?!

“The only reason I jumped is ‘cause you guys woke me up.”

“How could you sleep during that?”

“Easy. You drag me out after a 12-hour workday … for what?”

“You telling me that girl didn’t know the unsub was waiting for her upstairs?”

“Come on.”

Oh my tough puppy.

“Villain.”

“What?”

“In movies, unsubs are called villains.”

“My bad.”

I LOVE THIS SHOW SO FUCKING MUCH!

“Still, it’s totally unrealistic. No one should be walking through ha dark alley by themselves at night.”

“Ahem, hello.”

“Ah. No one should be walking through a dark alley without a Derek Morgan by their side.”

Oh lordy, this show is awesome.

“What we didn’t see coming is the Slicer’s brother was in the closet.”

“Frightening.”

Ah, the sarcastic Rossi.

“He betrayal consumed him and he sent his brother to his own private hell.”

Oh my god, just look at him so happily describing a horror movie. I balk at those.

“Speaking of horror …”

“What’s Strauss doing here?”

“Whatever it is, I cast my vote on ‘no good’.”

I love my goddess XD

“I left them on your desk last night.”

“This really isn’t the time for another evaluation.”

So Strauss is being the regular bitch and trying to get Aaron to do an evaluation on himself? And to have everyone take it again? I’m going to smack this bitch.

So three girls in college, who look eerily alike, were murdered ... yikes.

“As it stands right now, I’m coming up empty.”

“Their apartments were spread throughout the city, so … no fingerprints at the crime scene.”

“The unsub uses gloves.”

“He’s organized.”

“Forced entry at all the apartments. Back door, patio door, living room window.”

“The homes were wrecked.”

“Clear evidence of a struggle.”

“He’s creating a scene.”

“He wants to inflict fear not only in his victim but in whomever finds the body.”

“Could be a message to the local PD. ‘Look what I can do’.”

“He’s killed three women in under a week. San Diego PD wants us on the scene as soon as possible.”

Stephen King: “Sometimes human places create inhuman monsters.”

Dang, Mr. King, just dang.

“Our unsubs has a type and a temper.”

Yeah, he’s angry at brunettes. Seriously creepy (I’m brunette :O)

“Amber was getting ready for her bath. It would have been an easy target for a sexual assault, but none came.”

“That’s highly unusual for this kind of unsub.”

“You know, extreme violence in physical aggression is in its nature sexual.”

Again with the hot people talking about sex.

“That’s true, but as a substitution for the sex act.”

“This guy could be impotent. He can’t perform, so that’s why he goes all out for the kill.”

Again with the sweet ‘innocent’ people talking about sex.

“If he’s targeting female college students, we need to make sure that campus officials are informed if they haven’t been already.”

“We also can’t rule out other students and faculty.”

Insert Reid’s immense knowledge about San Diego college layout ... that’s a lot.

“Each girl lived off-campus and was attacked in their apartment.”

“That’s pretty high-risk.”

“Less risky if he’s stalking them in advance, running layouts and routines.”

“Between classes and part-time jobs, they’d be home sporadically at best.”

“Which tells us they’re not victims of opportunity. He targets them, then stalks them to know where they live and when they’re gonna be home.”

“Morgan, you and Reid go to the last victim’s apartment. Seaver, interview the roommate. Dave and I will go to the medical examiner’s.”

“Well, there’s no secure parking.”

“I rode a bike when I was in college.”

“That’s ‘cause you weren’t old enough to drive, Einstein.”

Oh my god, the Reid-Morgan bromance teasing is back. I love those two so fucking much.

“I could drive. It’s just the government wouldn’t issue me a license until I was fourteen.”

Oh, schooled!

“A lot of places for the unsub to hide out here.”

“Yeah, he could have easily grabbed her when she passed through here.”

“Yet she made it all the way to her apartment.”

“Where she should feel safe, but then he took that from her.”

“The number of stab wounds increases with each victim, yes?”

“Did the strike indicate any medical knowledge on the part of the unsub?”

“He hadn’t built his confidence yet.”

“He’s improving quickly.”

“He made the struggle last longer because he wanted her to suffer.”

“So now he’s starting to enjoy it.”

And I’m about to upchuck the strawberries and banana

“I’m Agent Derek Morgan. This is Dr. Spencer Reid.”

“He jimmied the lock on the window.”

“I guess he needed the privacy to complete the torture.”

“Well, most sadists like to kill on their own turf. This guy didn’t risk taking her to a secondary location.”

“Maybe something happened which makes the location of the kill significant. Look.”

“That’s something new.”

What is?

“He’s smearing the blood on the walls, exhibiting more control and rage over his victims, taking pleasure in the kill.”

Ew!

“It looks like he’s taking his anger out on women who represent someone he knows.”

“Yeah, like Edmund Kemper. He most likely can’t confront his true target yet, so he’s going after women who look like her until he can build up the confidence to complete his endgame.”

“So she wasn’t into the college scene.”

“Academically or for money?”

“Do you know where she heard about the part-time work?”

Craigslist ... yikes.

“The first victim, Monica Shanley’s, BFF reported that they were talking on the phone and hung up just before Monice stepped inside her apartment.”

“What does that get us?”

Phone time with the sexy goddess?

“Well, some neighbors heard loud screaming coming from Monica’s apartment at 11:12 pm.”

“At 11:15 they called 911.”

“11:26 cops arrived.”

“He’s able to strike, kill, and get out in less than 14 minutes?”

That’s one fast sicko.

“How’d it go?”

“According to her roommate, Amber worked odd jobs to make ends meet.”

“Could be where she met with the unsub. Garcia, get us a list of jobs that Amber worked the last few months, and look for personal checks she might have deposited as under-the-table payments.”

Oh, you smart Italian stallion.

“Copy that.”

“The unsub stalks his victims. He knows their routine.”

“He could attack them anytime they’re alone, even in their cars, but he chooses to attack them in their homes.”

“And waits for them to bolt the doors before he strikes.”

“He wants them to feel safe before he takes that away from them.”

“It’s about making them feel powerless in their own personal space.”

“So it’s physical and psychological torture.”

No shit.

So he killed a babysitter. Yikes. Poor baby.

“We profiled that he gets off by striking inside the victims’ homes. Why did he kill her here?”

“That’s a big change in MO.”

“Maybe Laurie had a roommate, so the unsub figured he’d have more time on the job.”

“Did he hurt the child?”

Thankfully, no.

“I’ll talk to them. You two go in.”

“Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins, I’m David Rossi with the FBI. Do you mind if I ask you some questions?”

“And how did you meet her?”

Again with the fucking Craigslist.

“How many people did you interview?”

“Did she talk about any boyfriends or say anything that may have raised an alarm?”

“And how long ago was that?”

So she had a boyfriend up till a month ago. Yikes.

“With an infant in the room, Laurie would have been at her most vulnerable.”

“Look at this.”

“He felt compelled to organize the supplies.”

“Look.”

Now, if it weren’t for the blood, I would have so many images of Daddy!Derek.

“Do you think the unsub fed the kid?”

“Then he stabs Laurie, so the kid probably starts crying.”

“Maybe he gave the kid the bottle in order to keep him quiet.”

“We might be looking for someone with a deep-rooted abandonment issue.”

“One who identifies with the child.”

“Or maybe the baby crying interfered with his enjoyment of watching the babysitter bleed out?”

“Well, either way, caring for the child would be psychological torture for Laurie.”

“Reid. Look at that.”

“She’s got several missed calls and a few texts from social networking sites.”

“‘What’s with the photo? Halloween isn’t for months’.”

“Speak, boy wonder, behold my might.”

“Garcia, the latest victim Laurie Burgin was writing something on the internet last night. Can you figure out what it was?”

“Yeah. I was just tweeting myself. Uno momento.”

She tweets? Damn. I love this woman.

“Oh, God. Reid.”

“She managed to take a picture of the unsub before she died.”

Oh shit.

“Can’t really make it out.”

“I can tell you more. Laurie’s account was active two hours after that photo was posted.”

“And continued posting status updates after she died.”

Shit. That dude is fucking sick.

“‘Feeling faint at heart.’”

“‘All alone and too scared to cry.’”

“All right, this isn’t good. He’s mocking his victims now.”

“He sat here tweeting while Laurie bled to death.”

“All right, baby girl, listen. I need you to go through Laurie’s accounts. See who was following her and see who was messaging back.”

“On it.”

“All right, let’s get out of here, let’s get back to Hotch.”

“We got a photo and we got a profile.”

“Thank you, Garcia.”

“We’re looking for a while male in his early 20s.”

“And because he’s stalking his victims, we believe that he either works out of his house or a part-time job.”

“This unsub strikes in the home rather than the outside where he could more easily abduct his victims.”

“Now, this tells us that his social skills are most likely lacking and he may not have the confidence to talk to women.”

“His confidence with killing, however, is growing. He’s gone from hesitant strikes in the victim’s home to painting the walls with blood.”

“Our unsub is developing a taste for the kill. And his victims share similar features and backgrounds.”

“And we believe that they represent someone whom the unsub thinks has wronged him and he’s taking out his rage on them.”

“Because the unsub shows signs of one neat aspect and started killing suddenly and effectively with no break, we believe he was recently incarcerated or institutionalized.”

“Look at men who got out a month or so ago. Their records will show a history of violence, anger toward women and/or symbols of authority.”

“We need to warn all young women to be hypervigilant, especially in their online acquaintances, but also with service workers, maintenance staff, and deliverymen.”

Hey! Assholes, don’t make fun of my superheroes!

“No, but tell them to double-check IDs, call dispatch before they let anybody inside.”“Panic is inevitable, but we still need to keep everyone informed. Uniformed officers are posting warnings across campuses.”

“Now, since the Jenkins family found Laurie online, we believe the unsub may be using similar methods …”

“Profiles, job postings, anything that gives a little too much information that the unsub could use to hunt his victims.”

“And time’s not on our side. We think that he’s already got his next victim in his sights.”

“The account tracks back to an email address he created yesterday morning, IP address leads to a public terminal. That’s where the trail ends.”

“What about the Jenkins house?”

“He was tweeting with her prior to the assault.”

“The unsub hacked into the Jenkins’ Wi-Fi network.”

“Pretty smart for a guy who’s been locked up.”

“Yeah, he has gotten good at covering his tracks. How are you doing on a list of criminal records and releases?”

“Oh, right, that. Okay. I searched local college students, which is a lot, and I’m a masochist, so I went ahead and included military personnel because San Diego has a big naval and marine presence.”

“Combine those with those two pools and he’s swimming in criminal infractions.”

“All right, filter out sexual assault and lewd behavior.”

“Filtering at the speed of light, sir.”

Someone give her writers all the awards.

“And what about background financials on the victims? Is there any evidence of jobs being performed under the table?”

“Actually, in all cases there were personal checks deposited from several accounts, most under $100.”

So babysitting isn’t that financially beneficial.

“All right, send a list of account holders, and, Seaver, when you get them, start making phone calls.”

“What am I looking for?”

Another brain? Because you’re looking at babysitters, activate those neurons.

“Any victims who might have worked as babysitters.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Shit. Fucking Strauss is sticking her nose in everything. Fuck.

“We’ve delivered the profile and the locals are canvassing the area. Did you call for a field update?”

“How’s that?”

Wait. So now he has to run an assessment on himself? Isn’t that against protocol?

“My orders were to assess the team.”

“Is that an order?”

“Ma’am, with all due respect, we’ve got four women dead and we’ll probably have another one by the morning.”

“She’s relentless.”

“Tell me about it.”

“Did he get another babysitter?”

You bet your ass he did.

“Who’s that?”

“They were locked in here all night?”

“I’ll meet you guys inside.”

So he locked the mom and the baby in the beddroom while he killed the babysitter and daddy? Fuck.

And now he’s just the cutest little puppy thing ever comforting that lady and being the most amazing hunky thing ever.

“Hello, Amy. My name’s Derek Morgan. I’m with the FBI. I understand you’ve been through a great ordeal. I’d just like to ask you a few questions if that’s okay.”

Oh my cutie polite puppy.

“Did you happen to see the man who came in your home?”

“It’s okay. Take your time.”

“Did you hear anything while you were locked inside?”

“Jake suffered multiple stab wounds to the chest and abdomen. The sitter, Lily, got the brunt of it.”

“She could be the one he’s been after all along.”

Wasn’t that the whole point of this? He hates brunette babysitters?

“I don’t know. This guy’s meticulous. He plans everything out.”

“Then why didn’t he know the Ellisons were returning?”

“I think he did. I mean, the unsub was watching the house. He knew that they came home, but he just didn’t care. He adapted.”

“He went after the biggest threat first. He eliminated Jake in order to gain control over Lily and Amy.”

“There are two initial points of attack, one in the hallway outside the nursery and the other one here. Yet, both bodies ended up together.”

“Look at the way they’re posed, directly looking at each other.”

“He wanted them to watch each other die.”

“I think it’s more than that. This change in behavior could be the piece that we’re missing.”

“This guy knew the Ellisons were home, but he struck anyway. He could have taken out the entire family, but he chose to spare the mother and the child. Why?”

“With the Jenkins, the unsub actually fed the baby. Here, he spared the mother and locked her in a room with her son. It’s likely he’s protecting the children.”

“The addition of Jake Ellison caused the unsub to change his methodology.”

“For the first time he posed the bodies, and he’s also sexually violated one of the victims.”

“Okay, we have a father posed to look at a dying babysitter and a mother and child protected upstairs. That’s a pretty clear message.”

“Garcia, search for local women who died in their early 30s and they’re survived by a husband and at least one son. Go back 10-15 years. Cross that with new marriage licenses filled by surviving husbands.”

“The unsub’s always been troubled, Garcia, so look for youthful offenders who would have fit into the sociopathic triad.”

“Okay, I’ve got a few.”

“What about …”

“Here’s one. Greg Phinney, Chula Vista.”

“He was put into juvie when he was thirteen for … threatening his stepmom with a knife.”

“What do we know about the stepmother?”

“Kate Jones, aka the second Mrs. Phinney. Married Greg’s father a year after Greg’s mother was killed in a car accident. Greg was 11 at the time.”

“Mr. Phinney died four weeks ago.”

“Is there any evidence that Kate worked in the Phinney home before the mother’s death?”

“Oh, the plot solidifies. Kate cited additional income as caregiver on her tax returns when she was a college student. Payments trace back to the Phinneys.”

“Kate filed numerous reports against Greg for violent behavior, experimentation on animals. Greg’s father finally put the kibosh on things when he was seventeen, had him institutionalized.”

“Greg was released two weeks ago.”

“Just before the killings started.”

“Garcia, where’s Greg Phinney now?”

“Yeah, that’s a good question. Oh, dear …”

What?

“Greg Phinney, FBI. Open the door!”

“He’s not in here.”

Captain Hot and OBvious.

“The bedroom’s clear.”

“Baby girl, can you tell me why Greg Phinney’s laptop has an employee login screen?”

“Well, lover, I have been doing some digging.”

“Did you know that he’s been working part-time as a data entry clerk at the San Diego Register?”

“If he was in an institution, where did he get the time to find a job?”

“Uh, he didn’t even have to look. This job is part of his work-release program. And twenty hours of internet privileges will go a long way.”

“That’s how he finds his victims. He browses the classifieds. Did he have access tos the customers’ personal information?”

“Oh, honey, he entered it.”

“That must be Kate Phinney.”

“Well, he’s obviously built up the confidence to confront her.”

“Garcia.’

“Reading your mind. Calling the others.”

I love those two.

“Greg’s not at home, so he’s probably already at Karen’s house.”

“Kate’s the object of his hostility. He’s gonna take his time.”

“Let’s light ‘em up. I’m sure he knows we’re coming.”

“Dave, take some uniforms and find the back door. I’m gonna try to get inside and talk to him.”

“You think that’s gonna work?”

“I don’t think Kate gets out of this any other way.”

Oh boy, what are they gonna do now?

“Greg Phinney, this is Agent Aaron Hotchner. I need to talk to you about your demands so you can let Kate go.”

So he’s a serial killer without demands? Well, that’s weird.

Wait. He’s blaming Kate in all of this? Why?

“What has she done?”

“Greg, I think this has more to do with your dad than it is about Kate.”

“Your dad put you away.”

“Greg, I need to ask you a very important question. Do you want to live?”

Well, that’s seriously worrying.

“I think you do. And if so, you need to let me in the house. Otherwise I can’t guarantee that you’re gonna walk out of there.”

“Seaver, I want you to come in with me. Leave your firearm here.”

“Be compassionate and sympathetic to him. Let him tell you how Kate betrayed him and how much you understand his devastation.”

Heh, he’s pissed he brought in Seaver. But he can smooth his way into anything, can’t you, Hotch?

“I know, but I thought if we talked inside we could work this out ourselves.”

“No guns.”

No guns? Have you lost your marbles?

“As long as you’ve got a gun, if one of the agents outside has a clear shot, he’ll take it.”

Sneaky Rossi.

“I don’t have a line of sight.”

“Tell me what you want Greg.”

“Don’t you really want Kate to apologize for making your dad forget your mom?”

“Unless the next words out of your mouth are ‘I’m sorry’, I don’t want to hear anything else from you.”

WHOA!

“I understand, Greg. I do.”

“She took care of you. You trusted her. And then she betrayed you as soon as your mother was gone.”

Spider-Rossi! (Flexibility and stuff)

“It must have crushed you when Kate married your dad.”

“How did it make you feel, Greg?”

“You felt betrayed, didn’t you, Greg?”

“Ask her the question, Greg. Go ahead. Ask her.”

Wait. So this whole fucking thing was about him being in love with his babysitter-turned-stepmom? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?

No. Fucking. Way!

“Bring in backup.”

“No. I had to be aggressive towards you in order to gain Greg’s trust. None of this is your fault.”

Aw, that’s nice of you, b;ondie.

“Greg has always been troubled. Losing his mother and then his father made him even more unstable. Sometimes we do everything right and we still lose. Greg was a sociopath and there’s nothing you could have done to change that.”

“Good work, agent.”

“Hey. Nice job, kid.”

I love Rossi so fucking much!

Adrienne Rich: “Every journey into the past is complicated by delusions, false memories, false namings of real events.”

What the fuck does that even mean?

“Why, uh, why the interest in the well-being of my team?”

“What kind of concerns?”

“What’s going on?”

So Erin has problems and she needs to go away? Finally.

Heyo! So this episode had everything! Humor, sarecasm, banter, cutie patooties making me smile, and then that whole bit iwth the unsub being a total nutcase. Just what the Dr. Spencer Reid ordered XD I have faith in this show again XD

Alrighty, I gotta go finish up the reviews for this season and get cracking on seven (holy shit, where has time gone?)

Thank you so much for the ever-surprising support!

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